I came home from work one Friday to find my wife on the couch in a new negligee, fingering her pussy. I couldn’t have asked for a better welcome. My wife is pretty wild, so you never knew what she has in mind. She told me to come stand in front of her, and I did. She told me to take off my shirt, which I did. Then she told me to take off my pants. She seemed pleased to see my well hung cock standing straight up. She told me to take off my underwear and socks, so I did. As I started to walk toward her she said “stay there.” “Stroke your cock,” she said, so I began to stroke it and, as I did, she slid the negligee down to reveal her tits and hard nipples. She continued to finger her pussy, I could hear that it was very wet. She spread her pussy lips for me and began pinching her nipples.

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I continued watching her and masturbating. She reached into a bag beside her on the couch and pulled out a bottle of lube. She tossed it to me and told me to drizzle some onto my cock. I gladly did so and then I began to stroke my cock, which was now all slippery. She wiggled completely out of her negligee and leaned back onto the couch so that I could have a good view of her body, including her pussy, which she continued to rub.

Then, she reached back into her bag and pulled out a big black dildo. She stared me staight in the eye as she started to rub that dildo around her wet pussy. She reminded me to “keep stroking” and I did. She started to insert the dildo and I was salivating like an idiot, wishing it was my cock sliding in there. She began to lose herself in pleasure, fucking herself with the dildo. It was as if I wasn’t even there, she was in her own world, moaning and writhing around. She squeezed her nipple with one hand while she continued to slide the dildo in and out. I knew she had plans for me though, so I patiently waited and continued to stroke my cock and watch her. She slid the dildo in and out a few times, then pulled it out and sucked it fervently. I imagined her sucking my cock that way. Then she rubbed the dildo head around her clit and shoved it back in again, gasping as she did so.

I don’t knew what made me look over, but I noticed that she had our camcorder strategically placed on the bar and pointed right at us — she was taping the whole thing. This got me even more excited, because I knew that when we watched it later, it would definitely bring on some more awesome sex.

She shoved the dildo in deep and then began to rub her clit in a circular motion. I knew this would make her cum, because I have made her cum many times simply by rubbing her clit. She let out a loud moan, tensed up, and jerked forward a few times. Then she laid back, breathing heavily and looking at me with a satisfied look on her face.

She looked at me and said “I bet you’d like to put that nice hard cock inside me, wouldn’t you?” “Yes, yes, yes” I said and she said “it looked like it’s lubed up nicely.” I said “yeah, nice and slick.” So she said “since you’re all lubed up, maybe you should fuck me in the ass.” She had read my mind, I love nothing more than some backdoor action. She climbed up onto the couch on her knees and spread her beautiful ass to reveal her nice, tight asshole. She said “go for it.” I very slowly began to slide my cock in, being careful not to hurt her. It was so nice and tight I could have blown my load right away, but I wanted to enjoy it for awhile. She was rocking back and forth, meeting my thrusts and enjoying it as much as I was.

She reached over and grabbed that dildo again, maneuvering it slowly into her pussy as I continued fucking her ass. This brought moans and “oh yeahs” from her and I knew she would soon cum again. Soon, she was very into it and was telling me to get deeper and she was really fucking her pussy with that dildo. I began to ram her with my cock, about the same speed as she was fucking herself with the dildo. She let out a scream, arched her back up, and came again, long and hard. This was more than I could take and I started to spray cum, some deep inside her asshole and some on her ass, as I pulled out midway through my orgasm.

We were both satisfied and climbed into bed together. The weekend was looking good, we had a good movie to watch.

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This is just about the perfect teen sex movie. Tanya is a gorgeous, and I do mean gorgeous brunette teen with an incredible set of tits. Her boyfriend has told her that she sucks cock so good that he wanted to film her doing it to keep it forever. She makes love to his cock and swallows his load when he comes. I won’t say how we got this video, but I am glad we did!

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Naughty Nurse Examining Her Patient

Meet Tina, a very sexy nurse that works at my doctor's office. Unfortunately, she's not the nurse for the doctor I see, but after talking to her for a couple of minutes she agreed to come do a photo shoot for Uniform Desire. What I didn't know is that she was going to bring along a hot friend.

These girls put on a very special show for the camera that day. Tina did a very thorough examination of her friend. Tina had also brought along of her favorite medical gadgets. She used a thermometer to check her friend's temperature orally and anally. She had some sort of sucking tool that she put on the girls nipple. They both had a lot of fun with that. Tina even had some sort of glass tube that she inserted deep into her friend's pussy. This was easily one of the hottest photo shoots I've done for Uniform Desire.

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So today's adventure began when I was discussing my ‘hobby' with a friend of mine, Dick. Well his older sister overheard and gave me a wink and simulated sleeping when he wasn't looking. Well I didn't need any more hint than that…she is always flirting with me. I waited until the lights went out….but as I came in to check her room… I found her asleep on the couch…check it out!!

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Yes she loved fucking her own ass with the dildo. But even more than that, she loved have a big black cock rammed up her posterior's pucker! The stud she'd drafted for the job was steel-hard and eager to show her that the reputation he'd developed was not only well-earned, but also something that didn't do him justice!

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We hadn’t seen Daniel and Karen for some time. Dan had taken a job out on the west coast as a financial
planner and the two of them had been gone for around eight months. When they called and said that they
were coming into town, Ginny and I naturally invited them to stay with us.

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Ginny and Karen were best friends from way back, and the four of us had known each other for about six
years. Dan and Karen always had lived close by and their move to Los Angeles was tough on Ginny. I
knew Ginny was really looking forward to them spending a two weeks with us.

We picked up Dan and Karen at the airport and took them out for a nice dinner. We caught up on how the
jobs were going and how everyone was doing. The two of them seemed to be doing really well. Dan had
been promoted and Karen was working as well.

We got home and crashed in the living room. Dan opened a bottle of wine that he brought for us, and pretty
soon we were all feeling pretty nice. I was sitting on the sofa next to Ginny and Karen, and Dan was sitting
in a recliner by the TV. It got later and later as we talked. Finally, Ginny and I got up to go to bed. We were
on our way to our bedroom when Karen called out to us.

“Wait,” she said.

We turned around and looked at her. She looked nervous and blushed. Dan also looked nervous.

“We don’t think you’ll take this the wrong way, but it’s been a fantasy of ours to talk about including other
people in our sex life.” Karen sighed. “We’ve often talked about group sex, and we talk about you most of
the time.”

Blood rushed to my cock immediately. Ginny and I also have had group sex fantasies. We’ve even had a
threesome with another man. So when Karen started talking about group sex with us, I was all for it and I
figured Ginny would be too.

“Well,” Ginny said, hesitatingly. “I’m glad you feel comfortable sharing that with Rob and me.” It looked
like Ginny wasn’t interested. Both Karen and Dan looked crestfallen. Then Ginny broke out with a wide
grin. “So why don’t you join us in bed?” she asked. Dan and Karen looked up, astonished. Ginny grabbed
my hand and ran back to the bedroom. “Last one there’s a rotten egg,” she cried out as she jumped onto the
bed.

Ginny and I quickly stripped as Dan and Karen came into the room. In no time, we were all naked and I
started kissing Ginny on the bed. Dan and Karen lay down next to us and started kissing as well. I ran my
hands over my wife’s pert tits, gently pinching her nipples until they were erect and standing tall on the tips
of her breasts. She cooed with delight and I slowly traveled down her body and pushed the flat of my
fingers between her legs. Ginny sighed was I pressed against her button and began rotating her hips in time
with my caresses.

I looked at Dan and Karen and they were intently staring at us. I smiled at the two of them and then
motioned at my wife, inviting either or both of them to join in. Karen tentatively approached and kissed
Ginny on the cheek. When Ginny didn’t protest, Karen kissed her full on the mouth. Their tongues touched
and danced as Karen’s hands were all over my wife’s tight body.

Dan came over and began massaging both Karen’s ass and Ginny’s tits. The played with her nipples,
causing Ginny to moan loudly. I continued playing with her clit, and I knew that being the center of sexual
attention would cause her to climax quickly. As Karen kissed her face and Dan played with her sensitive
nipples, I slowly lowered my head to my wife’s pussy and was rewarded as she came all over my mouth,
coating my face with her juices.

After Ginny’s orgasm, Ginny and Karen lay down next to each other. Dan started to kiss and lick his way
down his wife’s body until his face was buried in her pussy. I hadn’t left Ginny’s cunt, so I started licking
her again. I licked and sucked at Ginny’s clit until I felt another orgasm rising in her little body. As I slowly
slid a finger into her hot cunt to stroke her G-Spot, Karen reached over to caress Ginny’s breasts.

At that point, I could tell that Dan was interested in Ginny too. I moved away from my wife’s pussy,
resulting in quite a few moans of frustration. I moved up beside her and took one of her nipples in my
mouth. Karen leaned over to kiss the other nipple and Dan moved in between my wife’s legs and started
eating her pussy. Ginny came again, moaning loudly as the three of us kissed, nibbled and sucked at her
body.

Karen suggested that I fuck my wife and at that point I was only too happy to comply. Dan moved away
from between my wife’s legs and allowed me to position myself right at the opening of her hot pussy. I
pushed into her and was almost sucked in completely by her vaginal muscles. Dan and Karen breathlessly
watched as we fucked. Then Karen got up on her hands and knees and Dan started fucking her from behind.

Watching the two of them fuck right next to us pushed me over the edge, and I came powerfully into my
wife’s pussy, shooting stream after stream of cum deep into her. I withdrew and Ginny and I watched Dan
and Karen. It wasn’t long before Dan too shot his load into his wife’s pussy.

All four of us collapsed into each other’s arms and fell asleep.

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What happens when a horny twink walks into a gay strip club for the very first time ever and the place is empty? The answer is he watches a sexy young man dancing on the pole and gets so turned on that he just has to experiment with gay sex for the very first time. Kolia is a sexy dancer with a nice hard body and a slutty attitude to match and Mike is completely inexperienced. Watch how Kolia introduces him to the joys of guy on guy hotness.

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“It’s your bid, Kimberly,” Marion said, “we don’t have all day, you know!!!” “Keep your shirt on,” Kimberly replied good naturedly, “I’m thinking, I’m thinking!!!” “About what,” Barb chimed in, “it certainly mustn’t be about bridge, you’ve been half a step slow all day!!!” “Oh give her a break,” Billie offered, “when you’ve gone without for as long as she has you get a little antsy!!!” As the other three women cracked up, Kim replied snippily, “I bid two hearts, and I got some last night if it’s any of your business, so there!!!” “Ohhhhh myyyyy, she got some last night,
so big Mike finally came across for you did he,” asked Marion, “how long did he last, all of two minutes!?!” Again the table was regaled by a spate of laughter that even Kimberly had to join in on as she replied, “Well, a little longer than that, but not much!!!” The four women continued to
play and pick at each other for the next hour or so before Barb asked seriously, “Say, Billie, what ever happened to the kid that was mowing your lawn, you know the one who came in here and put on a little show for us, I think his name was Bobby!?!” Billie deftly dealt the next hand before she replied, “Oh gee, I think he’s a junior in college now, I haven’t seen him in over a year, why do you ask!?!” “Oh,” Barb answered, “that was such an unbelievable afternoon, and I was just thinking how nice it would be if……………….”
Upon the mere mention of Bobby’s name, everyone kinda got a little nostalgic as they reminisced
about that afternoon two years earlier when the young eighteen year old came in form mowing the grass and fucked each one of them silly with his huge teenage cock!!! They all had to agree that it was probably the most exciting thing that any of them ever had experienced before or since, that is except Billie who offered, “Well, I agree that Bobby was very good, but I think that I’ve found something that even beats that!!!” “You’ve been holding out on us, haven’t you,” Marion demanded, “so give, what have you been hiding from us!?!” “Yeah,” Kim said edgily, “we’re supposed to be friends, and our motto has always been share and share alike, right!?!” “That’s right,” Barb rejoined, “so give, Billie, what have you got going for yourself!?!” “Okay, okay,”
Billie said with a laugh, “but I’m not gonna spoil it for you by telling you about it first, so here’s the deal, next week, at out our regular meeting, I’ll have him here, agreed!?!” “Agreed,” the three others replied in unison!!!” “Just one question,” Kimberly asked, “is he half as good as Bobby!?!” Billie didn’t even reply, she just chuckled a little and dealt the cards!!!
The following week there was a definitely and aura of tension in the air as the members of the Thursday afternoon bridge club fidgeted while waiting for Billie to produce her latest superman!!!
“So,” Barb asked, “when do we get to meet him, you promised, and we’re all here and waiting!?!” Marion was just about to ask the same question when from the other room came Billie’s twice a week maid who asked, “Is there anything else Madame would like me to do?!?” “Uh, yes, Monique,” Billie replied, “we’d all like some coffee, that would be nice!!!” “Very good, Madame,” she replied with a curtsey, “right away!!!” Everyone watched while the cute little French maid left the room before Marion asked, “Where did you find her, Billie,” she’s new isn’t she!?!” “From the agency,” Billie replied, “why do you ask!?!” “Oh, no reason,” Marion shot back, “I was just thinking how cute she looks in that little outfit, that’s all!!!” The four of them then went back to playing cards with no more talk of Monique, that is until she returned with their coffee!!!
As Monique went about serving the coffee, Barb asked casually, “Monique, are you really from France?!?” “Oui, Madame,” came her accented reply, “I am from St. Lo, why do you ask?!?” “Uh, oh no reason,” Barb replied, “it’s just that you have a very sweet accent, and I was just wondering, that’s all!!!” Just as Barb was about to ask another question, Kimberly interjected,
“Come on, Billie, you promised you’d show us your new toy, so when do we meet him, you’re not holding out on us are you!?!” Billie made a show of acting hurt, but in a playful voice replied,
“You’ve already met him!!!” “When,” Marion asked doubtfully, “I don’t remember seeing a big handsome young man here today, do you girls!?!” Both Barb and Marion both mumbled that hadn’t seen him either, and between sips on their coffee wondered when Billie was going to produce him!!! At that point, Billie called Monique over to her and asked, “Do you girls think my new maid is cute!?!” “Uh, yes,” Marion replied, “but what that has to do with anything is beyond me!!!” “Just a mimute, Marion,” Billie said softly, “wouldn’t you like to get to know Monique a little better, after all, she is very attractive!?!” “What are you getting at,” Barb asked, “is there something about her we should know about!?!” “Mmmmmmm, maybe,” Billie replied while rubbing her hand up and down the little maid’s leg, “Monique, be a darling and show my friends your pretty little breasts!!!” “Oui, Madame,” she replied softly while undoing her white blouse and unhooking her cute little white satin bra!!!” “Look at her girls,” Billie said softly, “doesn’t she just have the most adorable breasts you’ve ever seen, they’re an A-cup with the puffiest little nipples, so very suckable wouldn’t you say?!?” The three women stared at Monique’s tiny chest until Kimberly asked with a husky voice, “She’s very beautiful, Billie, are you saying that your new find is a woman and not a man!?!” “I didn’t say that, Billie replied, “you did!!!”
While the three friends watched, Billie gently took one of the little nipples into her mouth and sucked it like a cherry!!! My god, Billie,” Barb moaned, “how does she taste!?!” “Why don’t you see for yourself,” Billie replied after releasing the pink little nipple from her mouth, “I’m sure she would be more than happy to suckle you, Barb!!!” With her arms held straight out, Barb pulled the little waif to her mouth and took her own turn at the pretty little chest!!! Both Marion and Kimberly watched with fascination as their friend nibbled on the rigid little nipple, and as the tension in the room grew almost palpable, Marion, Kimberly, and Billie all slipped a hand into their panties and began slowly masturbating their erected clits!!! It was Marion who spoke up first, by saying, “She isn’t quite as good as Bobby, but I have to admit my pussy is on fire!!!”
Through almost clenched teeth, Kimberly piped up and stammered, “S-she has the cutest little figure I’ve ever seen, h-how old is she exactly!?!” “She’s just nineteen,” Billie sighed, “and I just love her to death!!!” The three of them spent the next five minutes masturbating while Barb enjoyed nursing on the tiny nipple when Marion moaned, “Come on, Barb, let us have a turn with her, don’t hog her all for yourself!!!” With a great deal of reluctance, Barb released her, but not before giving the young maid a long soft kiss right on her mouth!!!

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Monique stood shyly next to the table and asked in her best little girl’s voice, “Who is next, my breasts are very sensitive today!?!” “God, let me at her,” Marion gasped while reaching for the cute little thing, only to be interrupted by Billie who said, “Now girls, let’s not fight over her,
in fact, I want to show you something first!!!” Monique returned to Billie’s side, and while the three of them watched, Billie slowly slipped off the young girl’s skirt, leaving her standing there in only her panties, garter belt, and stockings!!! “Oooooolala,” Kimberly said softly, “what a body she has, so delicate and frail, she’s incredible, Bill, a real find, I applaud you!!!” “You think she’s everything a woman could ask for, is that it,” Billie asked!?! “Well,” Marion replied, “not everything, but close!!!” “What ever else would you need,” Bille pressed, “after all, she is so young and desirable, and also very willing!?!” “I don’t want to seem crass,” Barb replied, “but as cute and sweet as she is, we all still like to have a big hard cock once in awhile, right girls!?!”
“Yeah,” Kimberly replied, “and that’s not taking anything away from Monique, it’s just that were all a bunch of fifty five year old cock hounds, that’s all!!!” “Mmmmmm,” Billie hummed, “if she only had……………, Monique, darling, be a dear and remove your panties, would you do that for me please!?!” “But of course, Madame,” she said softly, “I would be glad to!!!”
All the eyes in the room were trained directly at the little maid’s crotch, but what they were about to witness was more than any of them could have ever imagined!!! As the tiny pair of white satin panties slid down trim thighs, exposing her neatly trimmed vee, it was Marion who was the first one to see it, and she gasped and stammered, “M-m-my god, girls, s-she has a pecker, I-I don’t believe it, I just don’t believe it!!!” Now it was Barb’s turn to stammer, but nothing was coming out of her mouth even though her lips were moving, and Kimberly, with her hand still inside of her panties, moaned loud and long as she frigged herself to a really hard orgasm while staring at the thick piece of gristle hanging down semi hard between Monique’s girlish legs!!!
“From the agency my foot,” Marion said thickly, “she’s unbelievable, and I do mean that literally!!!” “Yes, she is,” Billie said while taking the quickly growing member into her hand and jerking it gently, “would one of you care to take care of it orally!?!” You wouldn’t have thought that a fifty plus year old woman could move quickly at all, but Kimberly was off he chair and on to the floor with her mouth wide open in less than a heart beat!!! “Come to mama, you sweet little thing,” she ordered, “and let me have some of that thick meat, mama is so hungry!!!” Soon the room was filled with the sounds of Kimberly’s smacking lips while she ran her tongue and mouth up and down the incredibly thick cock of the cute little he-she!!! “God, look at her,” Marion moaned, ” the body of a young girl and the cock of a porn star, I-I think I’m gonna shoot it right now, it’s so fucking erotic, I can’t help it, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh myyyyyyyyyyyy, I’m cummingggggggggggggggggggg!!!” Bille had by now reached into her own panties and begun
diddling her love button as she joined in with the other girls watching Kimberly suck off Monique’s very hard erection!!! “How big is she,” Barb asked softly while staring at the thick pecker that was filling her good friend’s mouth!?!” “She’s about seven inches,” Billie replied, “it’s quite a contrast, isn’t it, huge cock on such a tiny little girl, I just cum in buckets every time I see her with her panties off!!!” “H-how often is that,” Barb moaned!?! “Everyday,” Billie replied, “can you blame me!?!”
Kimberly’s mouth and tongue grew more insistent by the second, which naturally was driving Monique towards her own orgasm!!! “Madame,” she asked softly, “my penis is very hard and needs to cum, may I have permission please!?!” “Of course you may, dear,” Billie replied, “be a good girl and fill Kimmie’s mouth with a hot sperm shooter, okay!?!” “Oui, Madame,” the happy little bitch replied as her nut sack tightened and her huge pecker ejaculated a gusher of cum into Kimberly’s hot urgent mouth!!! Kimberly moaned as her own orgasm ripped through her, leaving her a disheveled mess on the living room floor!!! Monique stood quietly next to the table, while her heavy cock hung menacingly between her legs, and just waiting for Barb to make the first move!!!
Barb was still furiously frigging her clit when Billie said, “Honey, I think Monique could use a good fuck, why don’t you lie down on the sofa and let her mount and screw you, after all, she has a very large penis that would just love being inside of you!!!” Barb quickly took her place on the couch with her legs spread wide while the nymph like creature with the thick pecker climbed between her thighs and guided her massive erection into her dripping pussy!!! “Oh god,” Barb gasped, “she’s fucking huge, oh my, she’s is stretching me to the fucking max, ohhhhhhhhhhh it feels so fucking good!!!” Good things come in small packages they say, and Monique was as living a proof of that adage if there ever was one!!! Her tiny little bottom going up and down in perfect rhythm as her fat cock fucked the older woman into the ground!!! Barb began babbling uncontrollably as her climax rushed from her clit into her pussy as the cute little maid pounded away with piston like efficiency until she too erupted in a sperm gusher that filled Barb’s pussy to over flowing!!!
Billie opened the front of her dress and offered a large nipple to the young girl, who had since sat down on her lap and furled up like a small child!!! “There, there,” Billie cooed, “you were a very good girl, now just take mama’s nipple and go to sleep!!!” The other three woman kissed Billie on the cheek and let themselves out as their host suckled her little French maid to sleep!!! Out in front of Billie’s house Marion offered, “A very interesting day of bridge, wouldn’t you say!?!”
Kimberly and Barb both nodded their heads and replied in unison, “Interesting, verrrrrrrry, interesting!!!

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Don’t you love it when a true amateur gets gutsy enough to get naked and open her legs for the camera? This hottie has a lot of fun allowing us to great a great view of all of her assets. Enjoy these pictures and then see the full set only at HelenVolga.com

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Two fat juicy schlongs get some lips service from this hoe in a pink knitted sweater. She's young, she's blonde and she's got a cute natural body, so why can't she spend her time with men and get her holes drilled all day?

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Check out the pictures of this barely legal Latina teen getting slammed by a fucking machine. It’s this little slut’s first time with a fucking machine. In fact it’s her first time with sexy toy ever. She’s her pussy pounded by real cocks before but she was really intimidated by this machine. She was afraid it would hurt but at the same time it really turned her on. She was dripping wet by the time it was finally time to try out the fucking machine and rubber dildo attached to the machine slid right into her! She moaned softly as the machine started to fuck her! It was was so fucking hot seeing the machine fuck her tight teen cunt.

Click here to see more of this Latina teen with the fucking machine via Toolbox Fuckers. She’s just one of the many teen babes you can see with fucking machines, sybians, drilldos and whatever else they can put together to get themselves off.

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These two may look just like friends to anyone who sees them but when they get behind closed doors you can see that there is more than just friendship here. These two understand each other’s need for pleasure and they don’t need boys for what they want

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It’s big and black and she knows it could break her jaw but she wants it. God how she wants to be able to tell her girlfriends that she sucked a huge black cock. Watch the movie to see if she really can handle that monster cock.

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Being in my thirties and not married has been a great source of frustration for my mother. She is always trying to fix me up with girls, always the ones who are totally NOT my type. So, when she told me that she wanted me to take her friend’s daughter out for dinner, I was not especially thrilled. It was easier just to do it than to listen to my mother complain, so I agreed.

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I’m a pretty conservative person and have not had many wild sexual experiences, but that was all about to change on the night of my blind date. I went to her house to pick her up and was surprised to find out that she was very attractive. I’m talking very attractive. VERY attractive. I was mentally thanking my mom as we walked out the door for our date.

We were sitting at this expensive restaurant, in a little round type booth that was pretty private, talking and getting to know each other. She was a lot more forward than I was and, part way through salad, she reached over and kissed me very gently. Then she started to kiss me more aggressively. The next thing I know, I felt her hand on my crotch! Even though there was a tablecloth hanging down in my lap, I was totally dumbfounded that she would be so bold in a restaurant! She ended up unzipping my pants and taking my cock into her hand right there. My cock was already hard and she started to massage it while she is still kissing me.

Just then, our waiter brought our dinners. I’m sitting there with my stiff cock out, and she started to eat her steak. I figured she was done groping me, so I started to zip up. She said, “wait, I’m not done yet.” So as we ate our meal, she occasionally reached under the tablecloth to make sure I was still hard (I was, of course), stroked it for a few minutes, and then went back to eating. This was so wild! I was so horny that I could hardly eat, but she seemed to be taking her time with her meal. Every time she reached over to stroke my cock, she stopped right before I could cum.

My cock was throbbing and covered with precum. She finally finished her meal and then scooted a little closer to me. She grabbed the base of my cock and then used the other to stroke the head of my cock. Then she leaned over, dribbling some saliva right onto my cock, then continued stroking away. Soon, I was gushing a huge amount of cum all over both of her hands. She cleaned it up with her cloth napkin just in time for the waiter to come around to take our plates and ask if we were interested in dessert. She said she would like some chocolate mousse and I agreed that sounded good too.

As the waiter walked away from the table, she brought her right hand up to her mouth and, using the tip of her tongue, seductively licked up a long stream of my cum off of it. Then, she grabbed my hand and put it up her skirt, where I discovered that she was not wearing any underwear. I slid my finger down over her clit and right into her molten hot pussy. She said “taste it” so I pulled my fingers up and licked the juice off of them. “Mmm, tastes great,” I said and she smiled and said “now I want you to make me cum.”

Just then, the waiter arrived with our chocolate mousses. Now SHE was the one who was not as interested in eating! She moved my hand back to her pussy. I began alternating between rubbing her swollen clit and dipping into her juicy pussy. I could see that she was discretely squeezing her nipple through her blouse. Her eyes were closed, with a look of ecstacy on her face. She tilted back just enough so that I could slide a few fingers deep up into her sweet pussy. I finger fucked her for awhile, and then pulled my fingers out and rubbed firmly on her clit with my wet fingers. She rocked backward and started to cum, so I slid my fingers back in just in time to feel her pussy contract wildly and feel her creamy cum all over my hand.

I used my napkin to clean my hand up, we ate our chocolate mousse, and then I took her home. Suffice it to say I’ve become much more agreeable to my mom fixing me up on blind dates.

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So you want to be a pornstar. Vasilina thought she wanted to be one and wouldn't you know it, we paired her up with a guy that has to have some kind of issue with sluts. He uses both hands to cram her head down hard on his cock, this poor bitch could not breathe, and you know how she had to gag around it. In addition, he is brutal on that ass. If you like to see bitches destroyed this is the video for you!

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The knock wakes me.
Carlo gently untangles himself from me. He’s still dressed; I’m naked.

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He opens the door and
I make no effort to cover myself. I can’t see, but from the conversation,
I know food has arrived.

Carlo pours us coffee,
then comes to the bed. Squatting, he strokes my hair and kisses my
forehead.

“Good morning, sleepy
head,” he says, smiling. “Come on get up, coffee ’s getting cold.”
He takes my hand and forces me to rise.

I take sips of coffee
and blink my eyes several times before I’m certain I’m not dreaming Carlo’s
presence.

There’s a continental
breakfast–rolls, croissants, juice–on the small dining table.

“Go ahead, go take
your shower,” he suggests, as if reading my mind.

It wasn’t exactly a
good night’s sleep, but better than the first two. I stroll to the
bathroom for my morning ritual.

The shower revives me
and I look forward to my day with Carlo. Refreshed, I slip on my
robe and return.

Carlo raises his head
from behind the paper and I see a look of disapproval in his eyes.
Takes a moment before I realize why. I move closer. He watches.
After a brief pause, I slide the robe off my shoulders and let it drop.

He smiles.

“Here, try this, this
is good.” He deposits a corn muffin on my plate and pours us more
coffee as I take my seat in the nude.

He’s right, the muffin
is good. He takes a bite of his own and continues to read.
I’m perfectly content with the silence. It’s enough to be near him.

“Come here, baby,” Carlo
beckons from behind the paper, then folds it and sets it aside.

He turns his chair
to make room and I stand before him. He slides to the edge of the
chair. Wrapping his arms around my hips, he hugs me like a little
boy. My heart is now officially his.

The moment does not
last long. He sits up. He continues to hold me in one arm while
he strokes my pussy. As expected, my hips begin to move and my head
rolls with the pleasure. He parts me gently and confirms my wetness.

He removes his arm
from around me and slowly begins to lean back in the chair. He locks
his eyes on mine as he does this. He knows I’m not about to detach
myself from his fingers by choice. I move with his hand to his side
for his convenience. Then I promptly wet heavily to reward him for
granting me yet another opportunity to submit to his wishes.

For more than ten minutes
he strokes and fingers my pussy in silence. His eyes never leave
my face while my hips move sensually in pursuit of whatever satisfaction.

“Did you like him watching
you?”

His voice snaps me
out of my pleasure. Then a greater pleasure fills me as I remember.
“Yes.”

“Did it embarrass you?”

I wet before I can
answer. “Yes,” I say shyly.

“What embarrassed you
the most?”

He’s making me face
truth. “Showing him my pussy.” I wet again as I mutter.

“Why?”

“It was an admission
of how badly I want you.”

“Do you like wanting
me?”

“Yes, Carlo, I do.

Very much.” My voice is soft.

“What did showing him
your pussy do for you?”

I pause to find the
right answer. “It intensified everything.”

“Physically and emotionally?”

“Yes.”

“Did you like giving
him pleasure?”

“Yes.”

“What satisfied you
the most?”

It embarrasses me,
but I say it anyway. “Him watching me while I came?”

“Why?”

“He saw your power
over me.”

“And your weakness?”

“Yes.”

“What did that say?”

“That you can do whatever
you want with me.”

“Can I?”

I wet. “Yes.”

“Did you like me displaying
you and making you cum in front of him?”

The sudden ache of
desire in my cunt makes me gasp and I stoop toward him for closeness.
“Yes,” I breathe.

He inserts his finger
deeper. “Isabel, Did you do anything that you now regret?”

I shake my head.
“No, Carlo.”

“Good.”

He remains silent for
a moment, then keeping his finger inserted, he moves me back as he stands.
He strokes my hair tenderly, then pulls my naked body against his and kisses
me. His movements remain gentle, just enough to keep me wetting steadily.

Vulnerability has always
been seductive for me. If being naked with a man while he’s fully
clothed isn’t vulnerability, I don’t know what is.

Carlo picks up my robe
and leads me to the bed. “Lie down.”

I lie on my back crossways.
He stands at the side of the bed. Suddenly, he jerks my bent knees
apart. Wide open, I lie in front of him and squirm with want while
he watches. I can imagine how satisfying that must be for him.

He reaches for his
belt buckle and I become anxious. Slowly, he pulls it through the
loops and lays it on the bed.

He sets one knee between
my legs and I’m sure my heart is about to stop. Will I have him now?

Very slowly, he lies
on top of me. My legs are around his waist before his full weight
is upon me. He reaches to the side and pushes my leg open, then does
the same with the other. He pins my wrists above my head and kisses
me.

He works his way down
with wet tongue and kisses, slowly, meticulously. He licks my ears.
He hits every nerve on my neck. He licks my chest and sucks my nipples
until they’re hard and tender. I want to wrap my arms around him,
but he wants me open to him, so I stay. He’s licking my tummy now.
Do I dare hope?

He grabs a pillow and
pulls it as he slides lower. When he nudges me, I lift my hips and
he tucks it under my ass. My cunt is now served to him.

He lingers long, tickling
my pussy with his breath before he licks. My moan rises from the
pit of my heart and I have to restrain myself from squeezing my legs around
his head. In frustration, I lose control and bury my fingers in his
thick hair. He pushes my hands away. He wants my complete surrender,
whether he gives or takes.

His tongue is smooth
and strong. It takes turns rotating my clit and sliding in and out,
but always avoids a lengthy stay.

I moan and call his
name as he continues to drive me deeper into desperation. As expected,
there is to be no pity. My head rolls side to side and I whimper.

He winds me down slowly,
his licks growing weaker and weaker until all I can feel is his breath
again.

“Turn over.”

As I make my turn, he
reaches for another pillow and now I have two tucked under my hips to raise
my ass higher.

“Carlo, please,” I
beg.

“Shhh.”

He strokes my hair
until I stop whining, then reaches for my robe and removes the belt.

He brings my wrists together above my head. What can he do that I
don’t already want him to?

He finishes binding
my wrists, then brings a chair. He ties the other end of the belt
to the arm of the chair.

“Carlo….” What
more can I say?

He adjusts my legs
slightly apart and lies back down beside me. I feel no fear, only
anticipation of his next move.

Again he strokes my
hair to reassure me of trust, then begins to tongue bathe my back.
The pleasure is maddening.

By the time he reaches
my lower back, I’m straining to raise my ass even higher. Yes, Carlo,
I want you to fuck me.

He rubs my ass as prelude,
then begins to lick. He spends a lengthy time massaging my cheeks
with his tongue without an argument from me. Then he does the unexpected–he
licks my asshole. What an earth shattering sensation.

I yank my hands to
gain room to push harder against his tongue, but the chair isn’t flexible
and I don’t get very far.

“Carlo….” Suddenly
my vocabulary has diminished to only one word.

In response, he moans
and I know he’s enjoying it too.

As with my pussy, he
brings the licking to an end slowly, reducing pressure until there is none.

I miss the warmth of
his mouth and the tickle of his mustache desperately. My ass moves
in little bounces and I call out to him to return. He strokes my
pussy from behind. I need so much more.

He stops briefly and
I hear shuffling, then I smell. My moans rise again–I’m so ready
to give.

In the mirror, I see
Carlo dip his finger in the lotion. He begins to circle my asshole.

As I continue to recite
the extent of my vocabulary, a few words of plea manage to come to mind.
Quietly, he dips his finger again, then returns it.

I take a deep breath
and hold still while I wait for him to stretch me open. He does it
slowly, gently. I wonder which clinic I should check into after Carlo
has driven me completely mad.

His finger slides in,
accompanied with my appropriate moan.

“You like that, baby?”
he asks softly.

I reply with a dissertation
of moans.

He waits until my muscles
begin to relax around his finger. Then he strokes a few times and
removes it. I pray it’s not over. It’s not.

He dips into the oil
again and this time, I feel two of his fingers around my entrance.

“I won’t hurt you,
Isabel,” he promises as he slowly begins to work them both in.

Now my moans are stuck
somewhere between apprehension of pain and a plea for pleasure. I’m
sure Carlo can figure out which.

It takes longer for
my anus to adjust to two, but Carlo is patient and willing to do whatever
needs to be done. When his fingers finally do slide in without resistance,
I release a sigh of relief.

“No, Carlo, I can’t
take it,” I protest alarmed when I feel three fingers.

“Isabel, I won’t ask
you to do anything that you can’t, or don’t want to.”

For some reason, that’s
sufficient to end my protest and he begins to make his entry.

I squeeze my eyes and
mumble who knows what in response to my fear.

“Relax, babe” he says,
“you’ll be fine.”

To my amazement, three
fingers do eventually slip through, but not all the way.

“That’s it, open for
me, let me take,” Carlo whispers..

Who am I to deny him?

By the time his fingers
slip all the way in, he has taken enough time and oil that I barely feel
them. I grow braver, and wetter–I’ve surrendered to his wishes again.

“Thank you, Isabel,”
he says, kissing my ass cheek.

I have to admit three
feel no worse than two–once my body and mind abandoned resistance.
But when he removes his fingers, there is a real stretched feeling.
I’ve seen pictures of women who look wide open afterwards. I wonder
if that’s how mine looks now.

Carlo seems to read
my mind. “It looks really nice, babe.”

It embarrasses me and
he gets to know this by seeing me wet again.

“That’s good.”
He gives my pussy a quick lick to let me know that he didn’t miss it.

Great!

Carlo stands.
Is he going to fuck me now? No, he’s searching for something.
I don’t know what. He finds it.

He moves another chair
opposite to the one I’m tied to. I don’t dare speculate what this
means. He sits on the bed and brings my legs together. I’m
guessing he’s using my panties to tie my ankles. Next he loops something
through the panties and I can feel it’s his belt. He uses it to fasten
my feet to the chair. What next? I have no slack for movement
in any direction.

Carlo climbs on the
bed again. “O’ baby, you look so good.” He strokes my ass,
kisses it, even slides his fingers in and out–just because he feels like
it, and can. He does this for a little while, then gets up.

I panic when I hear
him pick up the key. “No, Carlo, please don’t go.”

“I’ve got to take care
of something..”

He strokes my pussy
and all is miraculously well in an instant. Apparently I’d rather
be fingered than panic. He pushes his face against my bottom and
gives my cunt a few good licks. My juices flow again. He gives
me a kiss on the ass, then heads for the door. Opening it, he turns.

“Just think about it,”
he says with a devilish smile and gives me a wink. He’s gone.

Feels like Carlo has
been gone for hours. I can’t stop thinking about him, or focusing
on my ass. I want to feel his fingers inside it again. I’ve
never needed fucking like I have the last four days. It just gets
worse. I think I love being horny. No, I’m sure. I need
to pee.

Carlo is not back.
I’m falling asleep. My back ’s been arched for a long time and it’s
sore. It’s worth it. The position is keeping me horny.

“I’m back.” Carlo
wakes me. He’s changed his clothes. “Did you miss me?

Let me see.” He shoves his finger deep into my cunt. “Good,
you did.” He goes to the window and closes the drapes. “You
hungry, babe?” He’s untying me.

I nod, still groggy.
I’m sore all over. I’m not sure my back will straighten. He
squats beside me, with his face in mine.

“Give me a kiss.”
He kisses me, then stuffs something in my mouth. “Here’s a snack.”

I don’t know what it
is, but I chew. He helps me up and takes me to the bathroom.
He sits me on the toilet and waits till I finish peeing.

I splash some water
on my face and start feeling awake again. I reach to turn the shower
on and he stops me.

“No, I want you to
smell horny,” he says, leading me back to the room.

Horny works for me.

I hadn’t noticed, but
Carlo has brought another package from the apparel shop.

“This is going to look
great on you.” He pulls another dress out of the bag. “Come
on, baby, hurry up. I’m starving. I know you are too.”

Does he mean for food,
or for him?

His thoughtfulness
touches me. I could definitely have his children.

I check out my new
dress. It’s made of crepe, V-neck, short sleeves, with a flared short
skirt. It’s a floral pattern of orange and pink pastels.

I look at Carlo questioningly
and he replies, “Just the dress.” I slip it on over my naked body.

It makes me feel sexy.

Carlo sits and watches
me as I put on my sandals, comb my hair, and apply lipstick. When
I’m finished, I spin around in front of him, then open my hands as if to
ask what he thinks.

He looks at me up and
down and says, “Marry me.”

I’m not foolish enough
to take it seriously and I laugh.

“Come here.”

I’m easy to train.

I take my place beside him. He slides his hand under my dress.
He rubs my thigh first, then reaches for my pussy. I know he’s checking
my wetness. Of course that in itself makes me wet. Probably
just to make sure he’s not disappointed.

“Turn around.”

He reaches for my pussy
from behind. “Did you fantasize about me fucking you?”

I giggle like a schoolgirl.
“Aha.” My ass is moving.

“Did you like being
tied up?”

“O’ yeahhhh,” I respond
as my knees bend and my rear sways sensually in front of him.

“Did you like waiting
for me?”

It hadn’t occurred
to me until he asks. A pang of desire hits me right in the gut.

O’ yes, I liked it a lot. “Yes, I did.” And I wet again.

“Good.” He continues
to play with my pussy. “Did you like having your ass opened?”

Satisfaction fills
me. “Yes.”

“Why?”

“Because that’s what
you want.”

“Do you like giving
me what I want?”

“O’ God, yes.”

“And what do I want
with your ass, Isabel?”

My heart pounds.

“You want to fuck it.” I can’t believe the words are coming out of
my mouth.

“Yes, baby, I do.
And it’s ready for me to do that now, isn’t it?”

“Ohhhhh.” My
back arches deeper and I have a sudden craving to have my ass filled again.

“Beauuutiful.”

I’m not a Harvard graduate,
but it’s not difficult to figure out that my training session this afternoon
was designed to have me push my ass out on demand. Looks like I pass
with flying colors. I look back at him wantonly. I see an expression
of satisfaction and lust.

“Yeah, you stick your
ass out for me just like that every time I ask for it.”

“Yes, Carlo,” I say,
meaning it with all my heart. I keep silent about the part that it
would be my pleasure.

“Lift your skirt.”
His voice is more commanding again.

I pull the back of
my dress up. While I wait, I hear Carlo unscrewing the bottle of
lotion. It’s my reward.

I’m more grateful than
amazed, but all three fingers slide right in. I moan as though I’ve
been starved for them. I have.

“What, baby, you want
it now?”

My knees weaken.
“O’ Carlo….”

“You promise to give
it to me good?”

“Carlo…please.”

“Yeah, you’ll give
it to me real good,” he determines and removes his hand, leaving me panting
for him, if not drooling. Moving me out of the way, he stands.

Looks like play time
is over again. It takes all my will power to pull myself out of my
debilitating lust. But now there is hope. A new excitement
fills me.

“Don’t forget to lift
your skirt when you sit. You don’t want to get oil stains on it.”
He calls out as he washes his hands.

“Oh Jesus,” I murmur.

I’m going out with a greased ass.

At the door, Carlo stops
me before opening it. He reaches under my skirt and slides two fingers
deep into my cunt. “Beats perfume any time,” he says, rubbing my
juice on my neck and wrists.

Carlo decides we’re
going to have a drink before we leave for dinner. He leads me to
the vacant barstools. My attention is on the lifting of my skirt.

I do it carefully. I take my seat and hear, “O’ hello.”

I don’t have to look,
I know it’s the English guy from the beach. I’m turning red.

As Carlo quickly reaches
across to offer his hand, he turns my stool so that I have to face the
man.

I give Carlo a scolding
look. This meeting is a little too convenient for coincidence.

“Got to take care of something, hah?” I mutter quietly. Got to hand
it to him though, he is resourceful.

Carlo pays no mind
to me and makes the introductions. I stay silent. His name
is Mark.

Mark locks his eyes
on mine. “Hello, Isabel.”

“Hello, Mark.”

I manage to spit out.

“No need to be embarrassed,
you know. You have done nothing to be ashamed of.”

His British accent
is American influenced and his manner, mellow. I’m still blushing.

“Would it help if I
yank off in front of you?” he offers very seriously.

It’s obvious he’s making
a sincere effort. I can’t help but laugh.

“That’s better.
What are you two drinking?”

Mark is a lot more
attractive than I had realized. Behind the wire-rimmed glasses is
a pair of sensuous blue eyes. He also wears a wedding band.
He lives in San Diego with his wife and daughter. He has an import/export
business. He and his wife prefer to take at least one separate holiday
a year. This is Mark’s.

Conversation is easy.
We have drinks and it’s no surprise to me when Carlo invites Mark to join
us for dinner. I can see where this is going. I also can’t
believe I’m wetting on the barstool.

Carlo helps me off
the stool and I notice he discreetly wipes the seat with a napkin.
He gives me a smug smile and takes my hand.

Mark pays for the drinks
while we hail a cab. The ride goes by quickly, there is a lot to
talk about.

We opt to dine on the
patio of the restaurant. It’s a beautiful sunset. More drinks
arrive before dinner. Can’t go to Mexico and not eat arroz con pollo.
It’s delicious.

I excuse myself after
dinner. When I return, the table has been cleared and the bill paid.

I don’t even get a chance to sit. My hand is in Carlo’s and we’re
off again.

The night is young and
we browse in the stores along the promenade. Carlo buys me a beautiful
silver necklace. He kisses my neck as he fastens it. Mark whips
out the matching bracelet and kisses my palm. I’m in heaven.

We browse more.

We try on different sombreros and play with the marionettes. We stop
for ice cream.

The nightlife is starting.
We hear music as we pass a bar. It doesn’t look very nice, so we
keep on walking.

“Carlo.” It’s
the first request I’ve made since meeting him. “Can we go dancing
again?”

“You bet, baby.”

It’s Saturday night
so the club is even more crowded.

Carlo excuses himself
and Mark whisks me off to the dance floor. He’s not as good a dancer
as Carlo is, but he holds his own. He takes me in his arms and spins
me.

“You smell so good,
Isabel,” he says, inhaling deeply.

I know I reek of sex,
but I can tell his intention isn’t to embarrass me. I think he really
just likes the smell. I meet his eyes boldly and smile.

The song rolls into
another and we keep on dancing. I’m having fun.

Carlo joins us behind
me. The floor is so crowded it doesn’t matter who you’re dancing
with. I turn and dance with Carlo, then return to Mark. The
woman next to Carlo seems to have an eye for him and he indulges her for
the rest of the song.

The tune changes and
Carlo wraps his arms around my waist from behind. My ass does as
it’s trained–pushes back and we grind to the beat.

He releases my waist
and, taking my hand, spins me into Mark’s arms. My ass doesn’t seem
to be fussy. It pushes out for him too and we do the same.

Mark returns me to
Carlo. I wrap my arms around his neck and we kiss.

Carlo unlocks my hands
and turns me to Mark. There is no point in pretense, who would I
fool? I’m in his arms and we’re kissing.

I’ve dated little since
my divorce, but been adamant about safe sex. My mind is at ease as
Mark is married. As for Carlo, I’m willing to take the risk.

When Mark brakes off
the kiss, he continues to hold me. I can see in his eyes there are
no malicious intentions there. It won’t be just a fuck.

With this understood,
he turns me back to Carlo.

Carlo’s kiss is more
passionate. Hands on my ass, he presses me against himself and I
feel his hardness. But this is Carlo and he doesn’t disappoint me.
He regains control quickly and turns me to Mark.

Mark has grown impatient.
He pulls me into his arms with my back to him and holds me tight while
he ravishes my neck. He’s also hard. Everyone around us knows
both men will have me tonight.

With the next song,
they press me between them and we sweat to the heat of Lambada. Was
there ever a more passionate dance? My cunt is soaking. O’
the satisfaction!

The heat is too much
and we struggle our way out through the crowd. Outside, Carlo kisses
me while Mark finds us a cab.

Mark gets in first.

Carlo pushes me in and I fall into Mark’s arms. We’re deeply involved
in our kiss by the time Carlo slams the door shut. He pets the back
of my thigh as he watches me with Mark.

The driver interrupts
by clearing his throat. It’s a sobering moment. It seems none
of us can remember the name of the hotel. He turns back and takes
a chance on a name. All three of us shake our heads no. He
hits jackpot on the fourth try. I pull away from Mark and slip into
Carlo’s arms, moaning.

The cab rolls and our
tongues are at it. Mark strokes my hair while he waits for his turn.

Every time I switch
between them, I notice the cab driver’s eyes in the rearview mirror.
Guess we’re more interesting than the road.

Carlo quickly drops
some money on the front seat and hurries me out of the cab. I don’t
even bother to maintain a dignified decorum as he ushers me past the night
clerks. Mark keeps his hands off, but walks close to me.

“Buenos noches, senores,”
the clerks chime in a chorus, smiling with such satisfaction that you’d
think they were the ones with me.

We luck out, the elevator
is empty and as soon as the doors close, Carlo passes me into Mark’s arms.

Our luck holds and
we don’t run into anyone as Mark and I follow Carlo. There seems
to be a silent agreement between all of us that I would feel most comfortable
in my own room.

At my door, Mark pins
me against the wall with his body. We kiss while Carlo fumbles with
the key.

Inside, while Mark and
I carry on kissing, Carlo gently lifts my skirt until my ass is in full
view. I push out and he takes his time rubbing it. Then his
hand moves down and he probes my wetness once more.

Mark detaches me from
himself and hands me over to Carlo. Carlo continues to hold my skirt
up as he takes me into his arms. While we kiss, it’s Mark’s turn
to indulge.

He moans deeply when
he slides his hand across my ass. He spends a moment rubbing, then
reaches under. “Ahhh, that’s nice,” he sighs, feeling my wet cunt
with his fingertips.

They pass me back and
forth several times before Carlo starts to pull my dress off. I hold
my arms straight up and let him.

“Emmm. Lovely,”
Mark murmurs, his eyes lingering on every inch of my body as I stand between
them fully dressed in my heeled sandals.

If being naked in the
presence of one dressed man has such a seductive effect on me, imagine
what it does to me in the presence of two?

Visually satisfied,
Mark pulls me into his arms and kisses me with more passion. Carlo
moves closer behind me and caresses my back.

When Mark releases
my mouth, Carlo gently presses on my shoulder. I know what he wants
and I slide against Mark onto my knees. They look down on me while
I worship his cock through his pants.

“You want his cock,
babe?” Carlo peels me off Mark’s crotch and holds me back.

“Has it been the four
days?” Mark removes his glasses.

“Yes.”

Mark smiles.
“Excellent.” He slowly unzips his pants. “I must admit, I do
admire your willpower.”

“It wasn’t easy,” Carlo
answers with a chuckle.

“Undoubtedly.

It should prove to be most satisfying.”

The conversation goes
over my head and I don’t care–my concentration is glued on Mark’s fly.
I don’t think he’s wearing underwear.

I wait with baited
breath and at last, he pulls out his cock. It’s hard and circumcised.
I move to pounce on it, but Carlo holds me back by the hair. I wait
longingly.

Mark steps closer.

Carlo pulls my hair and forces me to lift my face. He reaches down
and strokes my face tenderly. I know my eyes are pleading.

He moves closer and
his cock’s head brushes against my lips. I open my mouth to take
it, but again, Carlo holds me back. I’m being reminded to take only
what he gives. I will be fed. I don’t argue. My mouth
relaxes and my lips part.

Clutching his cock,
Mark continues to brush against my lips. It smells a combination
of soap and sweat. I moan. I love the smell of men. Fluid
oozes out and he presses between my lips. I’m being allowed to lick.
I do it gratefully.

Carlo releases my hair.

Mark inserts the head between my lips and my urgency returns. I want
to grab him, but I know I won’t get far. I resist the temptation
and suck hard with puckered lips. The more I suck, the more I need
to. Carlo strokes my hair. I’m sure they both watch, reveling
in their control over me. I submit even further as my need consumes
me–I suck whimpering.

Mark suddenly retrieves
his cock and I whimper for it harder. With a fast move, he swoops
me and sets me on the dining table. Apparently his own needs have
grown less controllable. He gives me a push back and I prop myself
on my elbows. He grabs my ankles and jerks my legs open in the air.

After a long look at my spread cunt, he leans and kisses me hard.

Carlo is at my side.
Mark runs his tongue down my neck, makes a brief stop for a suck on my
nipple, then continues. His tongue attacks my clit without preliminaries
and I scream. He laps at my soggy cunt with passion.

“O’ God,” I cry.
Then I call for Carlo in desperation. Mark’s tongue is hungry, but
still in enough control to deny me any satisfaction.

“Carlo….”

“I’m here, baby.”
He turns my face by the chin and sucks my lips into his mouth.

The confusion between
pleasure and need grows unbearable and I begin to cry.

“Alright, baby, it’s
alright.”

He comforts me with
kisses and strokes of my hair while he uses one hand to release his cock.

Working together, they
slowly calm me. Mark steps aside and Carlo takes his place.
He enters me with one sudden thrust. The intensity brings on hysteria
and I push myself into his arms. I cling to him for dear life.

“Ohhh, Isabel,” he
sighs with such satisfaction that I realize it hasn’t been easy for him
to wait either. O’ I get it. That’s what they were talking
about. Yes, should be most satisfying.

We hold each other
tight for a moment, and then I have to move. At last his cock is
in my cunt and I don’t want to wait any longer to feel it.

Carlo lets me indulge,
then begins to unlock my legs.

“Nooo….” I
cry softly. I’m disappointed, but no longer desperate. The
control is in their hands once again.

He withdraws and Mark
stands before me. He looks into my eyes until I reconnect with him.
When I lean back on my hands, he spreads my legs wider.

We all watch with anticipation
as he positions his cock against my cunt. The contact makes me gasp
and I ache to take him.

He makes his entry
slowly, methodically. With small insertions, he stops and we enjoy
each other’s lust. Half way, he prolongs and I lean on my elbows
and push my hips off the table to encourage. He slides all the way
in with a smile and we both sigh.

He begins a relaxed
stroking. I’m sure it’s a pleasure for all of us to watch his cock
slide in and out of me.

Mark withdraws completely
and the void makes my cunt flex. He keeps me waiting–I will have
his cock at his discretion. I ache for it and my cunt flexes again.

His sudden hard thrust
revives my needs. I’m frantic for satisfaction again. Carlo
pinches my nipple and my head rolls back. Mark pounds into me, accepting
my offerings of myself as I babble away.

Another quick change
takes place and now its Carlo again who’s inside me. His pants are
down around his hips. He places my legs over his shoulders and pulls
my bottom just over the edge of the table. His thrusts jolt through
me.

Mark takes Carlo’s
place at my side. At least I’m not the only one naked any more.
He kisses me. He squeezes my tits and sucks my nipples while Carlo
fucks me.

I’m vacated again.
Someone strokes my pussy. I just lie and let them do what they like.
I certainly couldn’t be doing it any better myself.

My bottom is pushed
back on the table. My legs are spread wide. Carlo squeezes
my face and sucks on my mouth. Mark sucks on my cunt. O’ God,
I need to come.

Carlo’s arm slides under
my shoulders and he lifts me into a semi sit. My cunt is so wet,
I don’t even know if I can feel any more. I’m drugged with passion.

Mark slides his cock
inside me and together, they pull me into his arms. I lock my arms
and legs around him and he picks me off the table.

He kisses me, then
carries me to the bed. He manages to lie us down without slipping
out. I welcome the comfort of the bed. I want to wrap my legs
higher around him, but he doesn’t let me. I know he doesn’t want
to give me a chance to come.

He kisses me, gently
stroking inside my cunt until I relax, then slides out. “Turn over,
Isabel.”

I see Carlo seated on
a chair behind us and know I’ll probably do anything for this man.
As I complete my turn, Mark reaches for the lotion on the nightstand.
I know what they want. I hesitate, afraid of the pain. He seems
to recognize this. He moves closer and hugs me.

We look at each other.
He has such gentility at times. He strokes my hair. “Don’t
be afraid,” he whispers.

“I can’t help it.”

“I promise it won’t
hurt too badly. You know we’ll make sure of that.”

“I’ve never done it,”
I confess.

“I know you haven’t.
I also know you want to.”

I look at him and wonder
how he knows this with such certainty. Then I look into my heart–how
could he not?

“You want to do it
for him.” Our whispered conversation continues.

I can’t argue with
that.

He moves closer, his
face in my face, his leg hooked over mine.

“So let go and let
it happen, Isabel. Allow yourself what you really want and it’ll
give you more pleasure and satisfaction than you can imagine.”

“What do I really want,
Mark?”

He kisses my forehead
gently, then tells me. “You want to be dominated. You want
to be controlled by a man you find worthy. You want him to push your
limits without wronging you. You want him to demand so that you can
submit. You want him to understand you better than you understand
yourself. You want him to know when to hold you and when to leave
you alone. You want him to be dependable so you can trust him with
your life. You want him to be smarter than you and more capable.

You want him to beat you at everything. And you want him to do all
this with love.”

I look at him amazed.
How can it be so clear to him after knowing me for only a few hours when
I haven’t been able to put it to words in a lifetime?

“You hadn’t met anyone
strong enough before,” Mark continues. “Now you have, love.
Carlo melts your heart and soul. You must already know he can give
you all that you need. But he can do it well only if he can have
what he wants. And what Carlo wants, lovely Isabel, is your complete
sexual submission.”

My eyes fill with tears.
I want to satisfy Carlo so much.

Mark kisses me tenderly.
“He needs you to be his whore, Isabel.” He whispers this even more
softly. “Be his whore. Be mine too. That’s what the three
of us need.”

O’ God, I can’t stand
it. He has such a gift for making me understand myself. That’s
exactly what I need right now–to be their whore. I lunge for a kiss
and he knows I’ve agreed. He kisses me long, lovingly.

Lying on his side, Mark
dips his finger in the oil. I can’t help but tense to his touch.

He kisses my shoulder and rubs my entrance gently until I relax.
I’m sure Carlo is watching.

“We’ll take good care
of you, Isabel. I promise.” Mark plants another kiss on my
shoulder.

He presses against
my asshole a little harder and my training takes over. I moan and
push back. Once relaxed, his finger slides right in. I’m braver
and push back more. It turns me on that he’s preparing me for Carlo.

By the time he has
two fingers inside me, I’ve shed all apprehension. I’m ready to take
it. This time he kisses my ass cheek.

I raise myself higher
on my knees with my head down. My hips sway while I wait for his
three fingers.

“Precious girl,” Mark
says with admiration. He does nothing and lets me continue to wave
wantonly. He’s a good friend to Carlo.

Mark gets on his knees
and loops his arm under my tummy. “Hold still, love.” He has
to force me to keep still. He takes his time to work in three fingers.
I think he’s just enjoying playing with me.

I must be deemed ready.
Mark grabs a pillow and tucks it under his ass as he lies on his back.

“Come here, Isabel.”
He wants me to straddle his cock.

I have an idea of my
own. I take another pillow and try to tuck it under him. As
an expert with the extensive experience of one afternoon, I know two pillows
work better than one. He laughs delightfully at my enthusiasm.

I straddle him on my
knees and hold his cock. It’s my turn and I choose to make a slow
descent. He likes it. We maintain eye to eye contact until
I’m able to sit on him, then we both moan. I lower myself in his
arms.

“Ohhhhh, you feel so
good.” He hugs me tight and keeps stroking gently inside my pussy.

We take a moment to
kiss and bond as lovers.

“He likes me fucking
you,” Mark informs me when we’ve settled in a comfortable rhythm.

Tell me something I
don’t already know.

His legs are spread
and I know Carlo can see him sliding in and out of me. It’s such
a turn on.

“Isabel, he needs to
fuck.”

“Ohhh, God.”

“Fucking your ass is
the only thing that can satisfy his cock now. Do you want his cock
to be satisfied?”

“Ohhhhh.” Does
a chicken lay eggs? “Yesss.”

“Good. Let him
know he can,” Mark whispers like a secret.

I twist back to see
Carlo. His eyes are on mine. He’s still dressed. His
air of confidence probably makes me wet, but as it is, it’s hard to tell.

I extend him
my open hand. “Carlo.”

Satisfaction fills
his eyes. When he stands, I return to Mark and bury my face in his
neck while Carlo undresses.

“Yes, love, wait for
him.”

Only when Mark says
this do I realize that my ass is pushed out and I’m holding perfectly still
in wait.

“He likes that.”

So do I.

Carlo climbs the bed
on his knees behind me. My heart races–I’ve ached for his fuck for
four days.

He slips his hands
under my arms and pulls me to stand on my knees. He hugs me and showers
my head with kisses. I close my eyes and count my blessings.
What are the odds of meeting Mr. Right? No less a perfect sidekick
too?

The tenderness is over.
Carlo presses against my back to lean me forward. I support myself
on my hands. He takes my hips and raises me off Mark’s cock.
I brace myself, but have no desire to stop.

The intensity hits
me like a brick wall when he begins to push his way in. Carlo is
going to fuck me. Suddenly, I can’t open myself enough to him.

I make useless efforts with small sounds.

“Yes, Isabel, show
him how much you need to satisfy him.” Mark seems just as caught
in our ecstasy. “Let him fuck your ass.”

“Ooohhh.” Any
more fuel added to my fire and there’s likely to be an explosion.

Let him–why is that
such a satisfying thought?

Carlo gives a harder
push and the head slips through. I feel something between pain and
pleasure. I mumble a bunch of nonsense, not sure to rise to be closer
to Carlo or to lie to be closer to Mark. Mark makes my mind up for
me–he pulls me into his arms.

“It’s all right, it
will pass soon.” He cuddles me.

The pain wears off
and I’m ready for more. I raise myself on my hands again to let them
know. Carlo enters me slowly. I don’t know if the worst is
over, but my eyes are glued on Mark’s for support. He encourages
me silently, watching my expressions of pain and pleasure.

Eventually, Carlo sinks
deep enough inside me for his pelvis to press against my ass. Another
wave of intensity hits us both. He pulls me up on my knees and we
don’t seem to be able to engulf each other enough. We moan and groan,
and grope until some level of satisfaction is achieved. The pain
is gone completely. Imagine that.

Carlo regains composure
and begins to lower me onto Mark. Mark holds his cock and waits.

If there ever was a Kodak moment in my life, this is it–that single solitary
transitional moment when the deepest fantasy turns into reality.
And I’ve lived to see mine. What can be sweeter?

I feel Mark’s cock against
my cunt and moan ecstatically. I want to feel him inside me too.
He takes my hands and supports my weight as they lower me slowly.
When I sit, he pulls me into his arms again and all three of us moan with
satisfaction. I feel so full. I never want to be empty again.

While Mark and I kiss, Carlo begins a gentle sliding.

Mark raises my face
by the chin. “It’s good, isn’t it?” he asks.

I feel a sudden rush
of emotions. “It’s good,” I say. The satisfaction is overwhelming
and the admission makes me want to cry. Confession is definitely
good for the soul.

Mark kisses me on the
forehead and I know the tenderness is over. My emotional state has
been convinced we do this with love and respect. Now, we can fuck.

Carlo’s sliding turns
into pumping. Mark joins him in a rhythm that allows me to meet each
of their forward thrusts. So this is heaven.

Passions begin to rise.
Thrusts grow harder. I can’t give enough to either man. I groan
with frustration.

Carlo leans over me.

He supports his upper weight on his hands and presses harder into my ass.
Perched on a tower of two pillows and Mark, I’m trapped with my back conveniently
arched for full penetration from both sides. Ready to explode, I
grind.

This time, I do scream.
The frustration has been too great and the passion too intense.

“O’ yes, cum, baby,”
Carlo mumbles then sucks a nerve on my shoulder.

They press hard and
keep me packed with cock while I take my ride. With eternal gratitude,
I squeeze and suck at them both.

They seem to be determined
to cater to me. They don’t move until I crave the pumping motion.
They must know it’s essential to completing my satisfaction and give it
to me with new determination. Still, they’re too horny to last long.

“Oh Jesus.” It’s
Mark. He tightens his arms around me and tries to pound with great
force.

I want him to have
a good fuck. I hold him tighter and press hard. His cock is
slamming against my uterus and it’s uncomfortable. Somehow this gives
me satisfaction. I admit, I want to suffer while he takes his pleasure.

Carlo is on his way
too. I wonder if my back can stand their pounding. I don’t
care if it breaks. I don’t want it to end. Nothing has ever
felt as fulfilling.

I think Mark ’s coming
again. I suspect their cocks are rubbing against each other through
the veil. It must excite them, though I doubt either will ever admit
to such a thing. It doesn’t matter why. What does matter is
that they’re both fucking me. I need to know I’m a good whore–their
whore.

We somehow roll onto
our sides. It’s not comfortable, but none of us is ready to let go.
Neither of them is completely soft. Every now and then I feel a flexing
and know they’re still draining inside me. Good. I want every
drop.

I wouldn’t mind bearing
Mark’s children either, but I keep track of my cycle. It’s safe.

We untangle because
my arm has gone numb and my leg is in pain. There’s lots of contented
sighing, hugging, and kissing.

Reluctantly, I go to
the bathroom. I want to keep their cum inside me, but I can’t hold
it anymore. I don’t bother to close the door or wash myself afterwards.

I stumble back into
bed and they hug me from both sides. It feels good.

I begin to doze off.
One of them gets up–I don’t know which. The other holds me.
When he returns, I get rolled over into his arms. I slip in and out
of sleep all night long, turning from one to the other, kissing, hugging,
and moaning.

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