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Upon patting the dog, Harry asked me if I had had a good time in the bookstore. Before coming Harry pulled his cock out of me, and moved to my mouth before unloading. Harry said he was pleased about this in a way, because Willie had breath that could raise the living dead. A few minutes later Willie came down my throat, as I shot my load into his mouth. After Willie came in me, Harry took over, and fucked me for the next twenty minutes. On Saturday, Harry and Willie again visited and we followed the same ritual as before. Willie and I had a wonderful time that evening, and he only left late the following afternoon.
The middle-aged woman who came to seat them gave Shaiana a look that was somewhere between fear and contempt before asking if they only needed a table for two. Shaiana had to spread her knees to fit under the table, and even then the edge was pressing into her thighs, but it felt nice to be sitting down. "Let's start with that I like the idea of you ordering food for me in general, so don't feel bad about doing so." With each item and each adjustment he made in her name, Shaiana could feel her body throbbing like it had when she first started growing. The second plate being placed half on and half off her left areolae made her whole body clench as an unexpected orgasm rushed out from between her legs.
I exchanged words with Reece and Shayla, who were both already in bras and panties and getting ready to climb into bed, before undoing my belt, dropping my pants on the floor next to the bed, and climbing in. "Good night everyone." Reece said, turning off the lights. "Shayla, Taylor, come with me." Reece said, dragging them into the living room. "We get off school on most game days." Reece told me, and I sighed with relief. "Whatcha lookin at Jakie?" Called Reece, putting her arm around my shoulders and walking in sync with me. "You should come and visit us in our room after practice." Taylor said, and Reece nodded. "Hey Jakie." Called Aedan as I headed into the boys dressing room.
“Whoa… Looks like you’re ready for action, bro,” Rob said laughing, as he observed my erect cock. With my head strategically placed to accommodate the curve of his cock, my skull fucking got underway. Rob prodded ever deeper into my throat as his hands clamped my head solidly, and once we got a good rhythm going, I happily allowed him to escalate his thrusting. As he was finally about to depart after we had swapped telephone numbers, he looked and me and said, “When you visit next time, please phone me the day before… Then I’ll make sure I don’t shower the next morning.” We both had a good laugh.
Most fucked Vicky directly, but some had other requests, like wanting me to suck them off, then share the cum with her. Vicky seemed totally aroused, reaching up to wet her hands in the fresh cum on me so she could transfer it to her busy mouth. On my knees near her head, I helped the men who wanted to cream her cheeks or come in her mouth. I thought Vicky looked glorious as she bounced against the hard cocks and played cum dump for the men. Vicky sucked me out, holding all the cum in her mouth, then spit it on my face and boobs. When we walked to Wes' throne, Vicky squeezed my hand, ready for the big moment.
None of them were particularly kinky although Ben, the guy I went out with, did like it when I sat on him and played with my clit and boobs as I shagged him.’ Max said. I wrapped my fingers around my cock and began to slowly wank myself off watching Max play with her nipples with one hand and rub her pussy through her thong with the other. I slowly wanked myself, shuddering a couple of times as the dildo in my bum gave me what I think of as small orgasms, but taking my time so I could watch Max. ‘Wow!’ I said softly as Max came for a second time, again thrusting her bum off the bed and giving me a lovely view of her clenched butt cheeks!
Showing her true sense of humour now, May thought for a few moments then said, "Yes, I was, wasn't I - that's not a problem though, I'm sure you'd like to masturbate me till you make me cum in my navy blue gym knickers again though I'd like to change them as they're so wet between my legs." We were both highly aroused as I took hold of the bottom of her navy blue gymslip and lifted it right up round her waist and, as I studied her lovely tight little navy knickers, I moaned, "I want to make you cum, May, I want to masturbate you till I make you cum in your navy blue school uniform knickers."
“If you’re not going to get jealous and kick my naked ass out on the street half-way through, it sounds like a plan,” he shot me a cocky grin, setting his vodka down on the side-table beside the couch, his eyes locked on mine as he spread his arms out behind him, finally giving Allison free access to the bulge beneath the fly of his trousers. I allowed myself a quiet little smirk, promising myself that I’d revisit these thoughts and feelings again, later, when there wasn’t a sadistic, lust-drunk nymph dressed in painfully alluring club-clothes to satisfy, just begging to get bent in every way a person can bend and fucked in every one of her tight, young, holes.
By the time Tom commenced popping his huge dick-head in and out of Lourens’ sphincter, Lourens began to howl. As Rod began to unload, Charlie pulled his dick out of Lourens’ throat and swiftly moved to the other side of the sling. As Charlie fucked him Rod moved to Lourens’ head and began smearing his cum covered knob all over Lourens’ face. Above Lourens face he began to notice that Rod’s dick was once more fully erect, and when Rod moved to the other side of the sling, he knew he was going to be fucked once more. As Lourens’ torso lay over the sling Blackie would lovingly stroke his back as he leisurely fucked Lourens’ arse, and then, when Lourens got pulled upwards again Blackie’s hands would caress Lourens’ stomach and chest.
But some of the men wanted my mouth open to take in their cock or receive a cum shot. While men jerked off frantically around my head and cum lines dropped on me, I pushed up on my elbows to watch the dildo going in and out of me, feeling intensified arousal as it continued, on and on. I looked down on the action, with my mouth open; his sudden cum fountain went partially through my lips and partially on my face. Breathing hard from the exertion, I embraced him with a full body hug of thanks, then I knelt down and sucked him off, quickly getting a huge mouthful of his cum.
“Hi, I’m Hanna,” she said and winked mischievously at me. “Wow, what a nice brace you have!” exclaimed Hanna and bent over to examine it more closely. Hanna continued eyeing the brace. “By the way your toes look extremely suckable. Nicole shuddered, then smoothed her skirt with both hands in a nervous gesture. “You seem to be well informed,” I said, eyeing Hanna suspiciously. When her moans mixed with painful growls, I let her rest, turning my attention to her cute little toes. And I used to lick her insoles and heels, which looked nice even with all those traction pins stuck in. “Hanna, please stop,” said Nicole. “Come on, let’s go to bed together, the three of us,” Hanna chirruped.
I decided to wear white jeans and a long-sleeve nude colored silk shirt with cutouts on the sleeves. A garage door opened, and he pulled me out of the car and threw me on a soft bed. I knew he was still wearing his socks, I could feel them when he got off the bed to throw his clothes out and grab something. He sat on the bed and rubbed the tip of his huge hard dick on my clit extremely slow while pinching my nipples and occasionally biting them. He licked and sucked my clit so hard I was angled towards his dick in the hope that he would fuck me as hard as he bit my nipples.
I felt a finger just barely slip under the hem of my shorts and slowly slide along the edge to where I knew he could fell the crease of my cheeks and the spot where there was a little gap between my legs. Immediately after my orgasm, I felt something like a large finger slipping between my thighs and just inside the seam that runs between my legs. I heard several voices softly comment on how hot I looked in my sexy little leather shorts. My tight leather shorts soaked in cum, me having to hold my cock in them, and semen running down my legs. When I sat in my Jeep, the feeling of the semen filling my tight shorts felt wonderful.
My first thought was: sure I can wear them under my boxers and no one will ever know but that plan went out the window when Karen specified with a giggle and that special smile she had - like poison come to dinner - that I was to wear no other underwear than those panties. Of course, I knew that this was somehow all related to the surprise reward she had promised for completing my birthday dare and the thought of what Karen might have planned for us kept me in an aroused state all through the school day. Having said this Karen took Molly by the hand and led her into her mum's bedroom, pushed her roughly onto the bed and pulled the yellow summer dress over her head exposing her naked body to me before climbing on top of Molly.
“We have to place her on the table over there!” Pratt said to the nurse. “Could you please ask Moira to help us?” the doctor said. The doctor pulled a padded bar from under the stool, and adjusted it so that it propped up the calf of her injured leg. “The good news is that the fracture is not displaced and there is no need of surgery,” the doctor added. “This makes me brimming with joy,” Jill said scornfully. “I was reluctant to do it myself so I asked a big pick-up truck to help me,” Jill explained mockingly. “It seems you are serious,” Jill said and looked intently at the doctor. “We have only white fiberglass now,” Pratt said as he finished with the wadding.
As I was starting my routine with her foot I watched Alice slip her hand between her legs. She closed her eyes as she played with herself, groaning as I started to suck on her big toe. As I sucked on her toes, she rubbed her other foot up against my balls and the underside of my cock. I pulled away from her feet and spread her legs. I inched forward, pushing my cock into her tight pussy as I held her close to me. I pulled my cock from her quivering cunt and held her feet together. It took me all of ten seconds before my cock exploded over her perfect toes and feet.
I allowed him to tell me all about his foot fetish and how he loved nylon covered feet and the musky smell they emit after being trapped inside sexy shoes. He slowly knelt down in front of my desk when I shrugged, pointed to my nylon covered foot, and wiggled my toes, “Don’t be upset if that little cramped space smells like musky feet. With the toes of the heel pointing upward and hanging on his nose, I stretched the elastic headband around the shoe and his head until it was secured to the front of his face like a mask.
“I don’t think I can climb these steps,” Jill said flatly. “I’m fine, I’m fine,” she said and retrieved her crutches as I was holding the door open for her. “A cast,” Jill said with a smile and made her way out of the elevator. “The way you walk scares me,” the girl said, sniffing pitifully, then added,” Are you going to walk like that all the time?” “Where is your mom, Erica?” Jill asked and headed to the door of her apartment. “When my Barbie doll broke her leg, daddy fixed it,” the little girl said proudly. “My leg was fixed too,” Jill said. “It doesn’t really look fixed,” Erica said distrustfully.
As she arched into the air, showing the smooth lines of her body, she sighed communicatively and tugged at the bars on the iron bedstead taking the last bit of satisfying stretch, breathed out slowly with a blissful murmur and ran her hands softly down her neck. Her legs tensed slightly as her knees rose outward, lifting her feet a few inches so that only her slim long arms and rounded buttocks supported her tightening arched body. Smooth muscular depressions formed in her buttocks as her pelvis arched to meet her hands, moving slowly, in rhythm with her long deep breath. She imagined him poised over her, his dark long hair stroking her delicate downy stomach, and how his powerful arms must have held his body over her, when he breathed into that place that now ached intensely for him to be.
Greg and I were already totally enthralled with each other, so by the time we got to be alone together, in a way that we had no worries about anyone, especially parents, catching us, the intimacy started. The next day, after school, we did not have time for what we both so desperately wanted, but I knew I could suck him in his car. I’m not sure I totally understood, but the first time we did that I looked in my mirror; I loved seeing his cream on my face, slowly running down in various sized rivulets. As Gary was hustling them out, I stood up and began to wipe my face and chest, taking time to lick their deposits off my fingers before returning for more.
The beautiful white face suddenly sprouted two eyes with jet black pupils looking directly at him. As the market winds up late in the night, Ouan stands where the busker’s finger had pointed. Then the white statue approaches from the darkness, walking slowly, carry her top hand, heavy with coins and notes. The woman opens her thighs so that Ouan can soap down below, rubbing for the longest time. The chocolate statue remains standing still afterwards as Ouan finds tissues to wipe her rear and goes to dispose of the paper. Again the statue remains fixed in that welcoming pose all through his clumsy humping, her unseeing eyes open wide.
Costa attended to me upon my arrival as Dimitri was sorting out a plumbing problem, at one of their other buildings. When he apologised for his sweaty disposition I told him it didn’t bother me at all, adding, “I actually like it.” His face lit up, and once again there was a lascivious look in his eyes. Smiling naughtily, he told me that Costa liked boys and was extremely horny, advising me to keep his dad at arm’s length. With my hands swimming in the swamps under his arms, he lustily started licking my entire face. Three weeks later, Dimitri visited me on a Thursday evening, the night Costa always got together with his gambling buddies.
Since I had discovered these books, the closest thing to pornography I had ever seen, I would often sneak one into a restroom located on that floor and go into a stall and whack off as I read about the foot fetishes chronicled in the case studies. I held onto the little foot, continuing to make love to it, but used my other hand to unzip my jeans, drag out my hard cock, and began to jerk right there in the aisle. She kept rubbing my cock with her feet but she said, "I am taking you for a little walk my boy." I held her little feet in my hands and gave her the best foot massage she had ever had, or so she told me later.
“Here in my home, Caity knows to address me in the way she feels most comfortable.” Still stroking Caity’s shoulder with one hand, she lifted her other as though she going to allow Abbey to kiss it. When Caity called round, she seemed perfectly content, and wasn’t upset at all when Abbey apologised and explained that she didn’t have the time. They stood like this for several minutes, Caity intently concentrating on maintaining the erotic connection she felt, Abbey simply frozen in confusion. She tried not to think about the heat inside that room, or the libidinal look she feared Caity might have perceived in her own eyes. “My mind belongs to Mistress Sarah.” Abbey felt her mind spin with each word.