Being on a film set was nothing new to Joella. That was her job. She was a
fairly well known Director. She mostly handled Independent Films, though occasionally she
worked on an union feature. She chose her Director of Photography very carefully. A DP had
the power of taking an awesome script and shooting a terrible movie. The DP needed to
share the vision of the Director and Writer; therefore, it was very important that the DP
and Director had a very good working relationship.

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Joella had been playing with a script of her own, and she was finally ready to put her
ass on the line, and shoot it. She chose her crew very carefully. She chose people she
could trust to do the job right. Her DP was the most important decision. She narrowed her
decision down to one, Marcus Fredman. Marcus saw her vision and was able to communicate
her words into shots. The script took erotica to a new level, incorporating romance and
humor. A movie that helped you to cum as you laughed and cried. Joella was hoping that the
market was ready for something different.

After Pre Production, Marcus and Joella had a strong friendly working relationship. She
would start to suggest a shot and he would finish the sentence. A special connection
started to form. Joella kept feeling that the relationship, if she allowed it would ascend
into something more. Joella was placing her reputation and financial integrity on the
line, she could not think or do anything that would hinder getting the job done.

On the first day of production, everything ran smoothly. They pulled off shot after
shot without any hitch. Each shot looked excellent. The talent made each one of their
marks and the crew worked like demons. Everyone worked so well together, especially Joella
and Markus. Both the Director and DP were in sink with each other. The crew noticed that
they finished each other sentences and shyly touched each other. The crew knew that a
budding romance was going to happen.

It was late, on the last day of shooting. The crew had been released for the night.
Joella and Marcus were hashing out the shooting schedule and looking at the dalies. A
ripple of anticipation went through Joella as her hand accidentally touched Marcus’.
They were sitting in the production office, going through next weeks shot list. Joella
smelled the sweet scent of Marcus’ cologne as she reached over to give him the
altered list. He invitingly placed his hand on the back of his neck and asked if she could
massage the tension out. She got up and walked around him. As she placed her hands on his
shoulders, she became very aroused. She first started to massage the back of his neck as
he had asked.

Her hands felt so good that he leaned his head back against her breasts. She moved her
hands over his shoulders, and deeply massaged the tired muscles. Her hands moved with a
mind of their own, as they moved from his shoulders to the front of his shirt. She started
to unbutton his shirt, explaining that perhaps the massage would be more effective with
his shirt off. Marcus agreed as he helped her take off his shirt. Feeling his warm strong
shoulders under her fingers, further aroused her. She no longer pretended that she was
interested in the shot list. Joella wanted her DP. A little voice kept screaming that
making love to your DP is the kiss of death, for her career and the movie! But yet, on a
deeper level, she wanted this man. On the set, they connected. They had a connection in
spirit and mind. It just seemed right that they made the final connection, the connection
of body.

He turned around in his chair, pleasantly surprised that she made the first move. He
had been trying all week to get her alone and then finally, making a move. Showing her or
telling her how he felt. What he felt. He had worked with so many other female Directors.
They all had a good working relationship, but nothing, nothing like this. Joella was
different, she had vision. She was able to take her vision and transform it into both
words and pictures. To be able to connect with this special women on a physical level,
would be a new high!

Joella fully took advantage of Marcus as he turned in his chair, as she ran her fingers
through his soft chest hair. She had never been attracted to hairy men, but Marcus was
different. His hair was sexy versus appalling. As she ran her fingers over his chest, his
nipples responded by getting hard. Marcus raised his hands and held her tight ass, pulling
her down to him. The first kiss was deep and passionate. They held each other lip to lip,
each tongue fighting to engulf the other. His hands untucked her shirt and started to
unbutton her pants. He moved his hands farther up her torso, lifting her shirt over her
head. To his surprise, she was braless. Joella hated wearing a bra. She liked feeling
free. She thought better when she felt free. As he moved his hands over her small but firm
breasts, she responded as he did, by growing hard. She could feel the wetness dripping
between her legs, as he massaged her chest. His touch was so soft and unthreatening. Most
of the men she had been with were rough once they got to her breasts. Their method of
making love usually turned her off. She would complete the final act, without much
enjoyment, then roll over and go to sleep. There was never a second time.

Marcus’ kisses deepened as he moved her to the couch. Somewhere between the chair
and the couch she had lost her pants. He laid her down as he removed the last of his
garments. She reached between his thighs and felt a very large hard penis. She spread her
legs, inviting him into her hot tunnel of love. He moved against her, not yet willing to
go in.

Marcus wanted to send this beautiful women to the edge. Entering her now would be too
easy. Yes they would cum, but he wanted the first time to be special. There would always
be time for seconds. He moved his lips down to her breasts, taking each one in turn and
sucking the nipples. He loved how she tasted, her sweet saltiness filling his mouth. He
moved his lips between her breasts, breathing deeply her sexual aroma.

Joella moved her hands over his head, holding it near her breasts. His lips on her
breast felt so good. She didn’t want him to stop. She felt the heat rise through her
body and she wanted to feel him inside.

Sensing her eagerness, he moved his mouth down to her thick mound of black hair. He
loved women who had healthy heads of thick pussy hair. He loved running his fingers
through the hair, teasing the soft folds beneath. He parted her pussy hair, and nuzzled
his nose between her slit. He ran his tongue down her soft inner flesh and tasted her
sweet vintage. Wanting to push her further, he placed his long thick middle finger into
her welcoming hole.

Joella grasped with surprise and delight as his finger entered her. She arched her back
to give him deeper penetration, as she held his head in place. She couldn’t take it
any longer, she was so close to cumming. She pulled at his hair, forcing him to come to
her. She desperately kissed him as she inserted is hard member between her welcoming
thighs.

Marcus couldn’t believe how tight she was. Her pussy walls held his penis in,
sucking it deeper. He felt her hot wetness, which aroused him further. He started to grind
into her, teasingly pulling out then thrusting deeply in. With each new thrust, her body
arched further, enabling him to penetrate deeper. Their kisses grew in intensity as they
approached the chasm of orgasm.

Marcus thrust once more deeply, as she arched her body to receive the thrust. Their
bodies responded as they came together in one orgasmic train ride, each verbally sounding
the horn.

Joella was amazed that Marcus did not remove his penis. Instead his penis was still
hard and Marcus was starting the grind again. Joella looked up into his face, and he
smiled, “Are you ready to cum again…”

For the second time that night, within moments of their last orgasm, they came again.
The second orgasm was just as strong as the first, rippling their bodies with orgasmic
spasms. Joella felt his warm cum between her legs, mixing with her own.

As Marcus held Joella, he reflected on how quickly their relationship had deepened,
looking forward to the journey that had begun. As Joella cuddled with her DP, she
reflected how their new relationship status was going to improve their creative insights.
With their minds, working as one, the movie would surely be a great success!

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I had just came home from soccer practice and when I walked into the bedroom, I caught my girlfriend lying on the bed naked rubbing her pussy. I was rock hard within seconds. I just stood there and watched her as I stroked my cock. She saw me and invited me to come join her. I held her in my arms, kissing her as I rubbed her moist little pussy. She was so wet and begged me to fuck her hard. The more she begged, the more turned on I became until I gave in to her pleads for my cock.

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Alex and Jessie are watching some TV and relaxing after a day of work. Alex scoots on to Jessie's chair and starts to rub her pussy. What this couple doesn't know is that their landlord has hidden a cam in their livingroom while they were at work today. Not sure what he wanted to catch them in the action of doing but what he is going to see is this couple in hardcore action. Jessie sucks Alex off and fucks her from behind and then takes her to the chair where he really fucks the heck out of her.

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Hey boys, it’s Kitty Karsen here again. You guys have been making a lot of requests lately and I love it! There’s been a lot of requests for lesbian or girl on girl sets - so here’s some video clips of me fooling around with my friend redhead friend September Scott. I hope you enjoy the pictures, I know we had a lot of fun making this video. You know how some other teen sites, the girls just pretend to be going down on each other. Not with me and September. We really do like fooling around with each other. I loved fingering her tight pussy, licking her until she was wet then using my dildo on her.

Come check out my website, Kitty Karsen and see all my naughty pictures and videos. There’s lot of sets of me fooling around with my girl friends as well as sets of me playing with myself, flashing outdoors and lots of other fun and naughty stuff. Everyone says I look so sweet and innocent, I think it’s because I’m petite but if they knew about all the dirty things I do for my website they’d be shocked.

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She was hot for sex and the guys waiting for their chance to fuck her were always ready for a good gangbang!

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GOLDIE IS ONE BOOBSY BABE WHO'S GOT CUNT SO GREEDY SHE'D FUCK EVERY GOOD-LOOKING GUY IN A BAR. UNFORTUNATELY FOR ME, I WAS THE ONLY GUY SHE'S WILLING TO FUCK TONIGHT. I JUST WISH I'D TAKEN MY VITAMINS THIS MORNING.

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This young couple came to us and actually told us they had never had sex before. Sher said she has had sex with a different boy in the past, but we think she might have made that up so we wouldn’t tell her to go away. (We wouldn’t but sometimes girls are self conscious about being a virgin) She we gave them some champagne to help lubricate the situation and gave her some advice on which positions would feel the best and we let them go at it. For a couple who had never had sex together they fuck like long time lovers and the condom was worn so that Sher wouldn’t get pregnant since she is not on any kind of birth control… how hot is that!?

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This old fucker had been trying to get into the pants of this cute red haired teen for years and now that she has turned 18 he finally got his chance. He brought her into the office with the lure of making a lot of money working on his cock and we actually went along with it because once we saw this cutie naked we all had hard ons. He gets her a little worked up by sucking and licking on her pussy but once this girl is hot she sucks and fucks him for all she is worth.

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IÂ’m not sure when it started but I began having fantasies of being able to watch my wife Karen with other men. The more I thought of what it would be like the exciting it became.

One night when we were exchanging some fantasies, I told her about it and she said she might be interested in trying to satisfy me. We had fantastic sex that night with thoughts running through my head and no doubt hers as well. I knew she was a bit wild before I met her and it always turned me on went I asked and she would tell me the details of some of her sexual exploits. Like her “steady” boy friend of 14 months who didn’t believe in premarital sex but thought her blow jobs didn’t count as sex so felt it was ok to request one at least twice a week!

We were once out eating and she told me he was sitting behind her where I could see him. As we ate I did the math 14 months, 58 weeks, two blowjobs a weekÂ….. This guy I was looking at came in my wifeÂ’s mouth well over a hundred times!!

The picture in my mind of the two of them caused an immediate erection. As we left she stopped, to say hi and introduced me. As we shook hands I just knew he was thinking about some of those times. I needed to explore this fantasy further!

We wanted to begin slowly and Karen was very skilled at giving hand jobs so we decided to place an ad on a swingerÂ’s site looking for a guy who would be willing to let me watch Karen give him a relaxing hand job. Wow, the emails came in faster than we could read or answer them. We spent the weekend reading and answering the oneÂ’s she liked and by mid week we had set up a meeting with one of them. After a while when he left to go to the rest room Karen decided she needed to go too.

They seemed to be taking a while to come back and as I looked back in the direction of the restrooms, though the lighting was dim I saw he had Karen pressed up against the wall kissing her. When thy came back he had an obvious bulge in his pants that he seemed to make sure I noticed.

After we said our good by’s and returned to our car Karen grabbed my arm and said “I want him!” I said that I would like to see her give him a hand job and she said “couldn’t we skip a step, I’d really like to suck him off for you”. I said “for me?” She just winked. I was dripping and Karen took my hand and brought it up between her legs showing me how wet she was. We were at the end of the parking lot with no cars around and Karen soon had my cock out and we screwed in the back seat like teenagers because we didn’t think we could wait until we got home.

Three nights later John arrived up at our house. Karen was ready for him wearing her shortest red skirt with her highest heels and she looked really hot. I lay on the bed stroking myself watching her get ready. It was so erotic watching her prepare. Prepare to blow another man “FOR ME”!

She met him at the door and they immediately locked into a passionate kiss that seemed to last 5 minutes. They came into the living room and I offered drinks and Karen said just bring them upstairs and led John up. By the time I got up with the drinks Karen was on her back on the bed with her dress off but her heels still on and John had his face buried between her legs.

After a bit they got up onto their knees facing each other and started kissing again acting like I wasnÂ’t even in the room. Karen loves deep passionate kissing and they each had one of their hands behind the others heads and while John other hand was between KarenÂ’s legs her other hand slowly but firmly stroked his erection. They went on for some time without breaking lip contact. John had a long string of precum dripping down almost to the sheets. I was on a sexual high watching.

Karen then had him sit up at the head of the bed and motioned me to come and lie down next to them. The see slid up between his legs and as I watched from only 2 feet away, my beautiful wife began to suck her new friends straining cock.

Most of the time their eyes were locked on each other’s and through his almost constant moans he kept telling her how great her mouth felt. She stopped each time he said he was going to cum telling him “not yet” She likes to encircle your balls with her left thumb and forefinger and she would just pull down a little making his cock stand straight up and twitch.

Each time it took a little longer for her to resume, as he was right at the edge. She sucked for just a stroke or two and then pulled back and said to John in a low sexy growl that I think was for my benefit as much as his, “I want you to cum now, empty these big balls down by throat”! As she sucked him deep into her mouth he let out a moan and he raised up onto his heels and his legs began to jerk and spasm.

He just kept saying OH!, OH!, OH! over and over for what seemed like 30 seconds. Each time he said OH! I saw my wife kind of gulp a little and I knew she was swallowing another blast of cum. She stayed on him until he relaxed and then slid up and said “ God ,what a huge amount of cum, thank you!”

She turned to me and asked if I enjoyed watching . I rolled back and showed her the wet spot on the bed and by huge erection. She said “Come on up here, I bet I could take you in 30 seconds!” It only took 15……………………………………….

The next encounter is another story.

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It happened a year ago. I was 23 that time. We had a business party in the office. There were a lot of people there. Lots of ladies and gentlemen, you know. There were lots of big bosses there. I was an administrative assistant and just had to be present at the party too.

Boss gave me money to buy new clothes for the party. He said I must look charming and elegant. He even went shopping with me. Practically, it was he who chose all the clothes for me. He chose panties, the skirt, stockings, the blouse… everything I was wearing that night.

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I was really pretty. I looked elegant and fashionable. I was talking to guests, drinking Champaign with them. I really liked it. I met a lot of top-notch layers and prosperous businessmen there. I saw how men looked at me. Seemed they wanted to look up my skirt and get under my blouse. But they couldn’t do it as we were surrounded by lots of people.

There was a man who managed to look up my skirt, though. I was in my office talking on the phone. A 40 year old guy was passing me by. I was standing with my back at him. All of a sudden I felt his hand on my butt. He pressed me against the table. I couldn’t move. His hand slipped under my skirt. His fingers were rubbing my panties and then got under them. I had silk lacy panties on, I really liked them a lot.

As soon as his fingers got under my panties he started looking for the clit. When he finally found it he started tossing it off. I had to drop the phone, his finger fucking felt really good. I liked the sensation. I started moaning, trying to spread my hips wider. But he heard some noise in the hall and jerked his hand away. He made a step to aside. I set my skirt right, but I couldn’t set my panties right, they were still thrust to aside, it didn’t feel comfortable, I must say. People passed us by. The finger-fucker went out of the room.

I took a cocktail and went to my boss’s office. I sat on the couch there. A lady of about 40 was sitting in front of me. She had a lot of make up on. She looked at my panties (the skirt was really short). I blushed. She noticed it. She sat down by my side. We stared chatting. We both were sipping cocktails. She was interested in my work. She also asked me how old I was and whether I was married. She didn’t say a word about herself. Although I didn’t ask her about it.

She put her hand on my hip and kept on asking me questions. She was looking straight in my eyes. First I didn’t pay attention to her actions. Then I felt her hand slip down to my crotch. I stared at the lady. She was staring back at me. She asked me if I had ever had lesbian sex. I didn’t know what to say. I was silent. She stopped caressing my hip. She took her clutch and gave me her card. She said I could call her if I wanted to try sex with a woman.

I took the card. An elderly man came into the room. He was her husband, I think. He took her by the hand and they left. I went to the loo because I had to do something with my panties.

I saw a woman in the loo. She had a great body. She was standing by the sink in front of the mirror. Her skirt was raised up to her waist. Her legs were spread to sides. Her panties were drawn down. Her hand was lying on her pussy, as it seemed to me.

She got her hand out of her panties the sec she saw me. Her fingers were wet. She was looking at me, and I was staring at her. She waved her wet hand to me. I came up closer. She turned me round and I found myself leaning on the wall. She raised my skirt and her wet fingers got under my panties. I didn’t even have time to say a word. My pussy was freshly shaven and her fingers slipped inside me. I was impaling myself on her fingers, helping her ram me. I spread my hips wider to sides. I really liked her fingering me. Just thinking those weren’t man’s rather woman’s fingers in my pussy made me so hot!

I stretched my hand and touched her vagina through the panties. Her panties were wet through. My cunt was gushing too. Juices were streaming down my leg. The woman smiled. I wanted to get my fingers under her panties but she had such a hairy bush there. She wasn’t shaving it at all, it seemed.

She whispered she had to go and got her fingers out of my cunt. I sat down on the floor. It felt so great. I lifted my eyes and saw the woman’s panties. They were silk and lacy, just like mine. She wiped her pussy with a tissue. I saw her pussy. It wasn’t at all shaven. It was covered by a black bush. She wiped her wet panties with a napkin then. Then she set her skirt, looked in the mirror and then looked at me. She smiled and went out of the room.

I was left all alone. I stood up from the floor in a couple of minutes. My face was blushing. My panties were wet. I needed a tissue too. I took one and started wiping drops of cum off my legs and pussy. I was still confused as it was the very first time a woman made me cum. And I must confess I liked it. I decided I would call the woman who gave me her card. I was ready to call her that very moment but decided not to. I would do it later.

When I was through with wiping off the drops I set my skirt and panties right and looked at my reflection in the mirror. The skirt was so tight that seemed I saw my pussy’s outline through it…
Anyway, I had to go. Boss was probably looking for me everywhere. I looked in the mirror again. I looked damn hot.

The party was over. Everyone was gone. I decided to stay for a while and finish some stuff. There were some drinks standing in the bar, so I was sipping along. When I was through with the papers I was pretty drunk. I sat down on the couch and … just couldn’t stand up. I fell asleep there and woke up only in the morning. It was Saturday, there was nobody in the office.

Boss arrived in about 30 minutes. I was looking terrible. Boss glanced at me and sat down in his armchair. Then he asked me to come up and take off my skirt. We had a great fuck. He was ramming my cunt and feeling up my boobs. I couldn’t focus on my sensations as I had an awful headache. I was thinking about the woman with the card. I came dreaming about her. The orgasm was so strong, I squirted on my boss. His pants were all wet.

I took my panties, my bra, and my skirt then and went to my room. I changed clothes there. I went home. My boyfriend was waiting for me there. He was really angry I didn’t call him and stuff. So we made love to settle the issue.

I called that woman in a week. We arranged a meeting…

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“Who’s next, Sunnie?”
“A Mrs. Page, she’s a new patient,”
Sunnie Muren said, then glanced at the clock. “She comes in at
2:00 o’clock, doctor.”
“So?” Doctor Jim Hyde said as he tossed
his used dental tools into the stainless steal sink. They would
be sterilized in the autoclave later. He washed his hands and
turned to face his assistant.
“I leave at noon today, did you
forget?”
“Yes, I did. See if she minds not having
a female nurse present. Most don’t care one way or the
other.”
“They obviously don’t know you,” Sunnie
giggled.
“True. Give her a call now.”
“Yes, Doctor,” Sunnie said, picking up
the phone.

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“She doesn’t mind. And get this,” Sunnie
said with a twisted smile, “she wants to be sedated.”
“I don’t think that’s wise.”
“Normally I’d heartily agree, but I
remember her, I talked to her before. She wouldn’t even make an
appointment until I told her you have sedation on hand.”
“Well I’m not exactly a sex maniac, I can
get all I need from conscious women.”
“You certainly do. It’s a good thing
that you take home a doctor’s salary, otherwise you couldn’t
afford them.”
“Hey, I don’t pay for it.”
“The hell you don’t. I paid the bills
for that redhead you dated, Miss Baylor.”
“What bills?”
“Taxi, dinner at Andre’s seven night in a
row, a charity dinner at the playhouse for 100 dollars per
plate… should I go on.”

“No, I get the picture. But I’m worried
about a general sedation, there should be three people
present.”
“I’m sorry, but I can’t get out of this.
School play. I would recommend that your rape the hell out of
this patient, then get sued. It would be cheaper than most of
your dates.”
“Don’t you have somewhere to go?”
“I’m going. Have fun,” Sunnie said,
grabbing her purse and pushing through the glass door.
Dr. Hyde puttered around the office,
checked the mail in the cluster of white boxes on the corner,
then sat and read a golf magazine. He got up in disgust and
began putting his dental instruments in the metal tray used in
the autoclave. He twisted lever and turned on the machine. He
turned and looked at his offices. He had three treatment rooms, no
waiting. He could prep two patients and work on a third.
Also, Sunnie was more than qualified to
do cleanings, so the three chairs were just what he needed. He
was doing well. He was happy, Sunnie was happy, and the
community was happy with the job he was doing. Of course it
wasn’t hard, when he had such a memorable name as Dr. Hyde, and
his only competition was Dr. Willoway, aka “the butcher”.
The last thing he wanted to do was mess
up his happy life with a law suit.
“Doctor?”
“Yes, miss…”

“Mrs. Page, Anne Page. It’s nice to meet
you,” she shook hands quickly. Dr. Hyde tried to shake off his
astonishment and compose himself. Anne Page was one of the
hottest blondes he had ever seen. She exemplified the word
“cute”. She wore her hair lose, it cascaded down her back and
shoulders and shimmered when she moved. She was wearing a thin
summer dress of a chiffon type material, that came down to just
above her knees. Her slender legs ended in black high heeled
shoes. He was stunned.
“Sunnie said I could be sedated,” Anne
said quietly. “I’m afraid of dentists,” she whispered.
“Me too. Do you want to be aware of your
surroundings, or wake up when it’s through?” he asked, trying to
sound casual. Half of his mind was screaming, “NO SEDATION”, the
other half was equally loud in proclaiming “GO FOR IT”. He
waited in horror, dreading the answer.
“I don’t want to feel a thing. Put me
under and wake me when it’s over,” she said with a nervous
smile.
“Ver… very well,” he stuttered.
“Is that a problem?”
“It’s risky, without an assistant to
monitor your vital signs, but if you don’t mind, I can manage,”
he said airily.
“Oh, wonderful,” she gushed, laying a
hand on his arm. He tried to smile, while escorting her to the
chair.
“Where does it hurt?” he asked, leaning
her back in the chair and repositioning his light.

“Right here,” she pointed.
“That would be the right upper molar,
either the second or third,” he said, looking closer.
“Please, can you sedate me now. I’m very
frightened.”
“Sure,” He pulled the bottle of nitrous
oxide closer, placed the mask over her face, and turned it on.
She began to blink. He retrieved his stethoscope, parted the
upper part of her blouse, and listened to her heart. When her
eyes fluttered open he turned the gas up slightly. She was
deeply sedated in seconds.
“Well,” Dr. Hyde said nervously. He
looked up at the clock, then down at his patient, before turning
quickly away. He took a paper bib and laid it over her chest,
then retrieved his syringe which was prepared with pain killer.
He hated to use it on a generally sedated patient, but it was
better that way. In case she woke up, she would not be in pain.
He hooked an aspirator to the corner of her mouth, opened it wide
and began injecting sedative into the gums.
Dr. Hyde smoothed out the filling with
his pick. He laid his tools on the tray and surveyed his work,
before pressing the stethoscope to her chest. She was breathing
slowly and easily. Her heart was strong, if a bit sluggish. He
had taken a calculated risk and won. The patient was safe and
happy. Now if the board never found out about his little breach
of procedure with the general sedation…
Dr. Hyde watched the slow intake of
breath. Her ample breasts rose and fell beneath the thin
material of her dress. They looked soft and beautiful, he
noticed, licking his lips. Hell, it wouldn’t hurt to look. She
would be out for at least 15 more minutes, if he’d read her
vitals correctly.
He went to the front door of his office
and locked the front door. He took one last look around the
rooms, and closed the door to Anne’s room.
“Well,” he muttered. “What now?” He
wiped his hands on his pants and advanced toward the sleeping
woman. Shaking, he reached out and touched Anne’s left breast.
It was soft and pliable against his hand. Her flesh felt
abnormally warm to his shaking fingers.

He grew suddenly afraid. If those lovely
blue eyes flew open his cushy lifestyle would end in disaster.
It just wasn’t worth it, he decided, withdrawing his hand.
He checked her heartbeat one more time,
then went to the sink to retrieve a wet towel. He slowly wiped
her sleeping face of saliva and blood. What an angel, he thought
to himself. He cupped her chin in his hand and leaned down to kiss
those cherry red lips. Her lips were marshmallow soft. Of
course this was partially due to her relaxed state during
sedation. All muscles turned soft when sedated. Still, it was a
very memorable kiss, even if it was one-sided. He lifted his
lips and turned to look down her sleeping body. He could almost
see her nipples. He had an excellent view of her ample cleavage.
She wore a lifting bra which did wonders for a woman’s
figure.
Unable to resist the temptation, he
lifted the material of her dress, then slid a thumb under her
bra, pulling it up until he could see the wonderful pink nipple.
It was abnormally large. The small pimple-like bumps around the
nipple, betrayed the fact that she had children. He hadn’t been
aware of that. Only breast feeding could give her such distinct
features. Of course, if her husband had half a mind, he would be
breast feeding on a regular basis.
“My God,” he whispered, then quickly
looked back to her sleeping face. It was still asleep. He took
his stethoscope and checked her heart once more. He watched the
rise and fall of her breast. She was still well sedated. She
had fifteen or twenty minutes of sleep left. He started to turn
and leave the office, but his curiosity wouldn’t allow that. He
just had to look. Any man who was a man, would have to look.
Dr. Hyde hurried down to the foot of the
chair. His skin prickled on the back of his neck, he could feel
a thousand eyes watching him. It was his imagination, of course,
three were no windows in the office. Taking a deep breath, he
reached down and folded back the hem of her dress. Folding it
several more times reveled a silvery pair of slender panties
which looked like they belonged to a fifteen year old girl. They
hardly fit her, but it must have been the fashion. It was a
thong, if he remembered right. Yes, that was it. It looked
wonderful on her, but this one was pinched between the lips of
her pussy. He looked for several minutes. His cock was raging
hard, his hands shook like a schoolboy’s. He wanted to touch
those dark, magnificent lips so badly. But he was so afraid. If
he went that far…
“Mrs. Page you have a lovely pussy,” he
half sang, and half mumbled, taking the tune from a beatles song
and mangling it beyond all repair. He looked at her long slender
legs, now fully revealed. She had the most amazing body he had
ever seen, and as Sunnie had observed, he had seen many. Of
course he didn’t fuck every woman he ever dated, but he did fuck
most of them. None were even close to Anne.
“Oh shit, what am I doing?” he gasped,
looking at the sweetest pair of legs on earth, which ended in an
absolutely perfect blonde pussy. He leaned closer and inspected
the wrinkled lips of her pussy. She was shaved, which left a
dark area around her pussy. The only actual hair was far above
it. He knew this was the fashion too, it allowed a woman to wear
a bikini. He hesitated only a moment, before he reached out and
lifted her thong out of her pussy. It looked delicious, and Dr.
Hyde was a firm believer in eating pussy. It was the only form
of foreplay he enjoyed. He wasn’t big on kissing, but he loved
to eat a good pussy. And she certainly had a good one. He
leaned closer and sniffed.
“Oh my God,” he whispered. Suddenly he
remembered Sunnie’s words, and his conversation. He saw himself
with his nose in a patient’s pussy, as if he was seeing it from
outside of himself. What the hell was he doing? his mind
screamed at him.
He pried open her pussy lips with his
thumb and looked inside. There was half an inch between her clit
and the top of her pussy. The pee hole was located between the
clit, and the vulva itself. He had not noticed that before. Now
that he thought of it, he had always believed that a woman peed
from their clit, since it looked like a small cock.

Her aroma was delicious, exactly as it
should be. It was all he would expect from the pussy of a
healthy young woman.
He pried open her vulva and found it to
be juicy. In fear he looked up at her face, then her slowly
moving chest. She was still asleep, but turned on all the same.
Was she having a wet dream? No, patients didn’t dream under
heavy sedation. She must be unconsciously reacting to him.
Dr. Hyde sniffed again, then felt his
lips being magnetically drawn to the glorious blonde pussy. The
first contact was electrifying. He felt an electric shock
through his lips, or maybe it was his imagination. He kissed
them again. Her pussy was so warm. He sucked it gently, then
opened her lips and licked her liberally. He half expected her
to moan, but she didn’t. She didn’t move at all.
Dr. Hyde licked his lips in appreciation.
He was shaking so badly that it was hard to hold her pussy open.
He pushed the thong aside. It slid into the crevice between her
leg and her body. He concentrate on her magnificent womanhood.
God, what a beautiful woman, he thought to himself. He no longer
asked himself what he was doing, or why, it was beyond his
control. He would eat her sweet sleeping pussy and be thankful
for the opportunity. Starting now.
He gently pried her legs open, spreading
her knees, and laying one foot on the floor to make room for his
body. He leaned on the hard cushion inside his dental chair and
moved around until he was comfortable. Anne’s pussy was pressing
against his nose.
He lunged forward and engulfed her pussy
with his open mouth. She tasted so delicious. She must have
taken a bath just before she arrived, or used a douche. Maybe
she anticipated his breech of protocol. Maybe she didn’t mind,
he thought, trying to assuage his conscience.
He slid his tongue up inside her and
wiggled it. He then slid it in and out, tongue fucking her while
sucking gently. He got a wonderful abundance of curiously
flavored juices, which he savored, then swallowed. His eager
tongue flashed through her sleeping pussy lips, finding every bit
of sweet flavored moisture. He had eaten over a hundred women,
but Anne was unique. She was sweet and flavorful, where other
woman had been slimy and a bit fishy, in some cases. Anne was
wonderful.
“Uhm, yes,” he heard her say in a sleepy
voice. He licked her diligently for a moment, then remembered in
horror that she shouldn’t be moaning. She should be sleeping.
He jerked away in horror and looked up at her face. It was
sleeping, but animated. She was licking her lips. Her closed
eyes were fluttering rapidly.
Dr. Hyde pulled her thong back into place
and closed her legs gently. He rolled down her dress and brushed
it so it looked more natural. In haste, he bolted around the
chair and hurried to the restroom. He closed the door and locked
it, before dropping his pants. He took his penis in hand and
began stroking it. He could still taste Anne’s unique flavor on
is lips. He held his hand to his nose, sniffing Anne’s scent,
where her pussy juice had run down it. He flailed at his cock
with a desperate fist, with visions of Anne’s sweet pussy in his
mind. He visualized her open legs and the dark skin around her
pussy. He remembered the golden gleam of her crotch, in the
harsh neon lights of his office. She somehow sunbathed nude, he
realized, remembering the uniform area around her pussy, where
not one tan line marred it’s heavenly surface.

Moaning in anticipation, he felt his ball
churning with a liquid heat. He stiffened and moved faster as
his orgasm neared. In sudden passion, he clamped his hand down
around his cock, then jerked spasmasticaly as his cum began
spurting from the end, and into the toilet. He gasped, trying
not to shout, until his cock finally stilled and began to wilt.
He pulled out a handful of paper towels, wet them and washed his
cock. He pulled his pants back up and washed his hands, then
hurried to the front door and unlocked it. A quick check of the
parking lot showed only his car and Mrs. Page. He sighed in
relief.
Whistling happily, he went back to the
examination room, to see Anne feeling her pussy. She looked up
in embarassment and closed her legs. Dr. Hyde could only watch
in horror, waiting for the accusations.
“I’m sorry,” she said, coloring. “I made
love to my husband just before I came here, and I can still feel
the effects,” she whispered in embarassment.
Dr. Hyde nodded in relief, then his eyes
bugged out as he remembered Anne’s strange taste. Now he knew
why it tasted so strange. He grabbed his throat and turned
quickly, running from the office. He made it back to the
bathroom just in time. He vomited for several minutes. He
stood, feeling miserable. The memory of her words made him begin
vomiting all over again.
He finished, washed his face and took a
drink of water. Trying to compose himself he returned.
“Are you alright?” she asked in
concern.
“Oh sure, I’m fine. Just a touch of the
flu.”
“I thought you were gay,” she said with a
nervous laugh. “You ran out when I mentioned… well never mind.
Do I need another appointment.”
“No, you’ve had quite enough,” he said,
trying not to vomit again. She nodded, brushed her dress down
and left with the click of her high heels echoing out of the
building.

“I will never eat another pussy again,”
he swore as he angrily tossed dental instruments into the
stainless steal sink. “Never!”

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Tags:  New experience Open the door into a new world of sexual delight. View Author’s Copyright Information Diana strutted through the swinging glass doors like she was entering the mall or her favorite coffee shop. In some ways, her mindset was the same.

I’m just coming to see what this is all about, that’s all, she thought to herself. After all, what could happen?

Three steps into the space, her strut become something more like a stutter and then, a complete stop.

Before her, instead of some type of lounge with a long, mirrored bar, cozy booths and tables one could stand by to kibbitz with friends after a long day’s work, was something she’d never even imagined was possible in this suburban pool of simplicity and homogeneity.

Instead of a posh bar, Diana found herself taking in a huge, warehouse-like space, sparsely lit, with bare steel posts supporting a ceiling painted black. There were things in here. Things like what looked like a giant wooden “X” with cuffs bolted to it, and benches padded with leather, studded with steel rings and leather cuffs, a bed inside some kind of a steel cage. One wall was covered with pegs and held what her mind could only describe as Torquemada’s toy collection: whips, leather things with thick handles and dozens of falls; riding crops; chains; ropes; steel tings that looked like they were designed to hitch horses to; a glass-enclosed case filled with medical devices; another just as full of dildos and vibrators - there was simply too much there for her to take in.

What on earth? her mind managed as he stepped into her view.

“I see you decided to take me up on my invitation, Diana,” he said, standing before her in a pool of light that might have simply appeared above him for all her overwhelmed mind could tell. He was dressed differently than when they’d met, but it fit him. A well-loved pair of Levi’s stuffed into a recently shined pair of black leather boots, a short-sleeved shirt not quite buttoned all the way, allowing a peek at tattoos she never imagined were covering his chest in the business suit she was used to seeing him in, and a black leather vest, of all things.

“Wha - what is all this?” She managed, her voice almost squeaky it came out so high. She cringed inwardly at the stutter and wondered at her complete inability to speak in the presence of this unbelievably magnetic man.

“This …” an expansive gesture, a sweep of his arm encompassing the unbelievable background he stood against. “Well, you asked if I’d show you how I like to relax some time,” he answered, dark eyes glinting at some internal joke. “This is how.

“Now, if you will simply trust me, I will give you an experience like none you ever dreamed of. Are you game?”

How could she resist that smile, those shoulders, thick with muscle she longed to run her hands over, those hands - rough, even though he spent his days behind a desk, or those eyes - she definitely could not resist those eyes; she hadn’t been able to, even when they were interacting in a business setting. His eyes were what had drawn her to accept an invitation for a drink. A drink that had turned into a dinner. Then two dinners. Then … But he had always been a gentleman. A peck on the cheek good night. Never even alluding to a desire for something … more. And then yesterday, he had given her a business card - an odd one, as it was black, and held only an address, printed in white on one side. Nothing else - and said, “I’d appreciate it if you’d come by at, say, six?”

It wasn’t a question, the way he’d asked that.

And here she was, standing in shadow looking at this amazing man, who seemed totally relaxed in what she could only think to herself was some kind of dungeon. She considered turning around right then and leaving, but something stopped her.

“Will you trust me?” he asked again, his eyes seeming to bore through her, to lase every possible doubt from her mind, to reach down to her very toes and fill her with a warm desire she found almost embarrassing.

She couldn’t speak, and only nodded, scared, but absolutely enthralled with the swarm of outlandish ideas careening through her mind.

“Good. Then I am going to put some music on while you strip.”

While I STRIP?!!? her mind almost screamed at the way he nonchalantly delivered command. While I WHAT??!!?! Yet her hands moved of their own volition, letting her purse strap slide slowly down her arm, then allowing her business coat to follow. Next, those traitorous hands began unbuttoning her blouse - fumbling - but still still unbuttoning, even as her mind raged against her almost slavish obedience.

From somewhere off in the dark, she heard him ask, “Do you like trip-hop?” in a light, almost boyish tone. She kept peeling clothing from her body - unzipping her skirt and letting it drift to the floor, bra clasps next, then panties.

“Should I leave my stockings on?” she asked in a clear voice - no stutter. Her hands refused to fly to her mouth and cover it, even though she wanted to stop herself from complying.

“That would be nice,” he purred in her ear. How had he gotten there without her noticing? Music that sounded almost slinky began to fill the space with lush tones as his hands found her bare skin and that traitorous skin reacted, goose bumps raising and shivers of absolute ecstasy thrilling down her spine. He’d never toucher her other than to shake her hand or give her that little, teasing peck on the cheek. And here she was, naked, absolutely enraptured by the simple caress of his calloused hands.

He slid those hands down her shoulders and arms, past her hands to her thighs and then back up, caressing her hips and her sides before bringing them to meet each other at her spine, and then back down, slowly, to her ass, and back around to her hips.

“I like those stockings a lot,” he murmured, as he gently but firmly guided her toward one of the pools of light half-way across the room. There was a bench there - covered in leather and with steel loops bolted to its rough wooden frame.

“Wha - wha …” she tried vainly to blurt a question, but her mouth was acting as traitorously as her hands had.

“Shhhh. Just trust me,” was his firm reply as he stopped her in front of the bench, which had a knee-level padded “seat”, but a padded top as well. “Kneel here,” he instructed as her body obeyed, in spite of the screeching, gibbering mad-woman her mind had become. How could she just obey when this HAD to be wrong? Yet she obeyed.

Her mind almost won it’s battle against her inexplicably willing body when he seized her right wrist firmly and began wrapping coarse rope, which smelled of some rich-scented oil, around it. He gently bent her over the bench then, passing the rope through one of the steel rings toward the bottom of one leg and then through another on the left leg, then tying her left wrist in the same way as he had tied her right.

He stood then, and it dawned on her that her bare-naked ass was completely exposed now, as she knelt on the bench, and that her pussy, which she discovered was getting wet of all things, was about to be exposed because he had just grabbed her left ankle and pulled her knee so that her legs were spread and he was tying her ankle now! And now the other one! Her pussy just got wetter. The protests in her mind that absolutely refused to escape her lips got louder.

And then his hand was resting on her ass. And he was asking her a question.

“I’m sorry, what was that?” she actually asked clearly. Fucking mouth!!!! her mind screamed.

“I said, are you ready, my dear?” he repeated. Her mind was completely silent at the word “my”. And she understood.

“Yes, Sir, I am. I am ready.”

Where did that come from?” she calmly asked herself as he began gently rubbing her ass, and then patting it.

THWACK!!!!

Her mind shut itself completely as he swatted her ass, hard. Her mouth gave a little half-grunt, half-sigh. He hit her again, and her pussy began to throb with radiating waves of heat and sensation. Again, and she actually sighed. Sighed! She marveled at the thought as she felt her body again betraying her and relaxing into the spanking he was giving her.

THWACK!!!!

Although his rhythm was increasing, he continued to hit her just as hard as he had the first time, and she could feel her ass reddening as her sighs became gasps and grew to little cries of joy as she felt an orgasm build in her loins.

THWACK!!!! THWACK!!!!

“YES!!!” she shouted as the first wave of an incredible orgasm burst up through her body and washed back down over her, only to be followed by the next, stronger wave. “YES!! YES!! YES!!” she shouted, coming hard, beginning to get a sensation of floating on the waves of ecstasy her pussy was flooding her with.

Suddenly, he stopped. She sobbed a little when the next strike did not land. She yelped when his hand was suddenly there, back on her ass, gently rubbing the redness, and she sighed when his voice appeared, almost magically, in her ear keeping a little bit of her in the here and now.

“You liked that, didn’t you?”

“Oh, yes Sir,” she gushed. “May I have more?” The madwoman in the back of her mind almost escaped at those words, almost made it back into where she was floating, almost convinced her she had to find some way to stop this … this filthy invasion of her body.

“Good girl,” he whispered, and she came again as the simplicity of the words filled her with utter joy.

She jumped a little as fingers of something cool and almost soft began running over her hot ass.

THUD.

“Ooh!” escaped her lips as the first blow of whatever he had touched her with flooded her with new sensation.

THUD.

This was different, and just as sexually exciting as the spanking, her pussy beginning to radiate anew as he began landing blows on her ass, shoulders and back.

THUD. Harder now, and she could feel the falls almost as individual touches. In a moment of involuntary lucidity, her mind explained what was happening to her. Flogged. I’m being flogged. Her mind shut up as another unbelievably strong wave of orgasms washed over her.

He built her back up so a screaming, floating frenzy of orgasmic bliss before stopping and stepping around the bench to stand in front of her.

“I knew you would like this,” he whispered, grabbing a hand full of her long, blond hair and picking her head up as he bent to kiss her roughly. “You do like it, don’t you?”

“Yes,” she managed, once she caught her breath from the sheer electricity of the kiss. “I like it. I like it.”

“Good. Good girl,” he said, looking deep into her eyes. “I can give you more of myself, now that I know you like this. And you can give me all of yourself.”

“Oh, god, yes!” she almost shouted. “Take me. All of me. Please.”

“Good,” was his only reply as he stood and unzipped his pants. Her mind, now quietly but amazedly watching as her body went through the ecstasies of this unbelievable abuse, wondering as her body eagerly opened her mouth to accept the gift of his cock.

She sucked with abandon, feeling not violated, but loved as he fucked her face. She came almost as soon as he had put his cock in her mouth, and as he continued, her pussy kept her awash in orgasmic waves of pure sensation. She wanted more when he stopped and moved away, but lost even that thought as she felt his cock, wet from her mouth, slide into her pussy, which was soaked from the beatings. The orgasms she had then, as he fucked her mercilessly, were more completely engulfing than ahy she had ever felt, and when he finally relented, she felt wrung out, completely, yet also completely full.

She could only feel grateful when he came back to her mouth, and she smelled her own arousal as she sucked him in again. And she came once more as he did, filling her mouth with the sweet-salty taste of his orgasm.

He knelt then, by her head, and wrapped his now bare arms around her shoulders, letting her head fall on his shoulder as she panted and slowly returned to earth.

“Good girl,” he murmured to her, comfortingly. “Good, good girl.”

Her mind merely marveled. And began to wonder when she could have more of this unbelievably amazing thing he had introduced her to.

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Tags:  Wife takes two on her holes, husband is absent Anne’s fantasy of having two men insifde her is a reality

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Look who we have today. Meet Naomi, today she’s finding out what happens to bad girls. She’s always running around, flirting with boys so Master Len has no choice but to restrain her. She thinks it’s all fun and games at first. Master Len first chains her up but instead of it being a punishment, she ends of getting so hot and horny that she ends of fingering her tight cunt. That’s when Master Len is forced to break out the ropes. He takes his time, tying her down until she can’t move at all. That’s when suddenly Naomi isn’t having as much fun anymore.

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Important information for Sara is, she is 20 years old, in college, and she is studying accounting. Her favorite color is blue and she has not had a boyfriend or lover in over two years. This is how she spends her time when she isn’t reading her schoolbooks or shopping with friends. She told us she is horny all the time but too shy to approach boys and she does not have enough time to date. What a pity.

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I have been married to my wife for 15 years, sex has always been good until just recently. I work long hours and the occasions we do get to make love, It was all over in minutes. I do not blame myself too much for this, you see my wife has never had kids, and when I put my cock inside her, her tight pussy has me spunking in seconds. I have often fantasized about introducing another man into our bedroom to give her the fucking she deserves. I can tell that this turns her on. Alas after we have made love she would dismiss this idea and tell me that she only wanted me.

That was until I recently took her away for her fourtieth birthday. I only had a week spare from work and as it was January we decided to go to the Gambia. I thought the break would help our relationship.

On the first morning we left the hotel and headed for the beach some 200 metres away. We were immediately harassed by a number of hawkers and peddlers all wanting to sell us something.

About 20 metres from the beach, I saw a tall lithe black male with dreadlocks walk from behind his stall and say something in Gambian to the following army of pedalers. In seconds they disappeared. The male introduced himself as Soloman and asked our names. My wife Lisa almost ignored him, but I was civil and introduced us. He told us to tell any one we had hassle from, that we were solamon’s friends and they should leave us alone.

True to his word for the next two days,on hearing these words people would leave us alone. On the third day we went to the beach, and we were lying on the sun beds when, I saw a black male running along the beach. The male stopped opposite our sun loungers about 30 metres away and he started to do press ups. After a while the male walked towards us and I could see it was Solamon. His athletic body was glistening with sweat in the morning sun. He recognised lisa and I and stopped to chat.He recommended a beach shack for lunch, and again told me to say solamon had sent us. Sure enough we found the beachshck and had  lunch. My meal was very spicy but the food was exquisite. After lunch I was lying in the sun, when the spices started to have an effect on me. I told Lisa I was going to the room and I would be back shortly. As I passed Solamons stall he asked if I was alright, I told him I had an upset stomach as Ishot past him. I just made it to the room and for the next Three hours I could not drag myself off the toilet. Lisa eventually returned, a bit later than usual,she could see I was in pain, and she appologised for being late as she had been talking to soloman who had gone to the beach shortly after I had left.

I was in agony, and told Lisa that I did not want dinner. She said she would stay with me, but I told her she had got to eat, and besides I could do with a sleep. She reluctantly agreeded to go to dinner on her own, but said that she would find a Pharmacy, and get me some medicine, before returning to the room straight after her meal.

I slept for ages, I woke up shortly after 01.30 and was worried to find that Lisa was not in the bed beside me. I slowly got dressed deciding to go and look for her.I went past the hotel bar which was now closed, I went through reception and out of the front of the hotel. As I turned the corner of the hotel towards the beach, I became aware that a couple were inan embrace under a tree, on my side of the road. It suddenley dawned on me that it was my Lisa, in the arms of Solamon. I frooze, I did not know what to do. At the same time Lisa saw me and Solamon turned to face me. Lisa did not speak, I said something like I was worried about you, I did not know where you were. She replied “oh its ok Solamon was looking after me”. She made no effort to free from her embrace, so I asked her if she was coming back to the room, and she told me to carry on she was just saying good night.

I turned on my heels and left not knowing what to do, I walked slowly back to our room, expecting Lisa to catch me up. She came back some twenty minutes later. She was obviously drunk, and she dismissed my demands for an explaination, telling me we would talk in the morning. Soon she was sleeping and I was left awake, running over in my mind what I had seen. I had several feelings inside me, anger, jealousy,but also arousal. The next morning I felt weak and Lisa had a hangover. We did not mention the incident from the previous evening all day. We decided to stay around the hotel pool as neither of us felt like straying far from the room.

At night I was still feeling weak, so we ate in the hotel and returned for an early night. I became incredibly horny and started to play with her tits while I coudled into her, she responded by stroking my cock. It was then that I raised the subject. She told me that the previous night she had dinner in the hotel on her own, but went out to try to find a pharmacy. It was then that she had saw Soloman and he had offered to take her to one he knew off.  On the way back he invited her for a drink, and as she thought I’d be sleeping and she had nothing else to do she accepted.

She started to drink the local vodka while Soloman chatted to her about anything and everything. She told me that she did not realise the time, until the bar started to close up. She said that when she went to stand up, she realised that she had drunk too much and had nearly fallen over. Soloman had walked her home almost proping her up. She told me that she could feel his large hands wrapped around her and one thing lead to another and before she knew it their tongues were entwining. It was then that I had disturbed her. She appologised but I told her not to worry.

When I put my finger inside her pussy I could not believe how wet she had become at reliving the event. I was so turned on and asked her if she would like Soloman to join us for a threesome. She stopped andasked me if I really meant it, and I said that I did. I thought we were just playing games as we had done several times in the past. As I fingered her she hadan almighty climax, and she was bucking and throwing her head back. She told me that she had felt Solomans erect penis against her and could not believe how big he was.  she told me that she did not htink she could take all his cock should the opportunity arise. I put my cock inside her but I did not last 10 seconds before I was pumping my seed into her.

The next day we went to the beach as we approached Soloman’s stall I was a bit apprehensive, but he was no where to be seen.Ater lunch Lisa said she was going for a drink and went up to the beach shack. She returned a couple of hours later and said she had bumped into Soloman. She had bought a wooden face mask from his stall and said that he had not mentioned the incident Two days before. She told me that as it was our penultimate night she had accepted his invitation for us to go for a meal with him later on that evening. That evening Lisa got showered and put on her little black dress which shows off her size 8 figure, and her newly aquired tan.

Neither of us said a word as we we went to meet Soloman at the restaurant. I was utterly confused but excited, as Lisa ordered the Vodka that she said she would never drink again. The chat was about the holiday and his business and all seemed well. We ate the meal and I ordered another round of drinks before heading to the toilets. When I came back I was shocked to see that Soloman had placed his right hand on the insideof Lisa’s thigh and she had not made any attempt to move it. The pair of them where know ignoring me and chatting quietly together as if I was not there!. I was aware that other people in the restaurant had understood what was happening, as he was the only Black malein the place. I noticed that people were starring at us, and felt a little uncomfatible. Lisa was oblivious to the fact and she continued to flirt with him. I thought that she was just teaching me a lesson, and that she would tell me that we were going back to the hotel , but she continued to melt into him as he stroked her thigh.

I decided that I did not like the situation, and told Lisa that we had better be going, she told me to carry on up to the room if I liked and she would follow. I wanted to say no, but decided against it. She told me that Soloman was coming back to the room for a nightcap, and asked me to call in the little shop near the hotel to get some vodka and Orange.I did as I was told and Soloman and Lisa followed on behind.I was walking slowly but they seemed to be walking slower. Every now and then I would turn around and could see them arm in arm following. I got to the shop just as it was about to close and got the Vodka and Orange as I was instucted. I thought that by the time I had got out of the shop they would have caught up, butthey were no where to be seen. I made my mind up that I I was going to put a stop to the situation because I did not like it. So I walked back down the road rehearing what Iwas going to say. Lisa was once again kissing Soloman in a patienate embrace as I reached them. Before I had chance to say my peace, Lisa said that Soloman had decided that hedid not want to shair me tonight and could she have the room key. I was speechless, jealousy ran through my body, I wanted to scream and say no, but I handed them the drinks and the room key. I said what shall I do as they walked past me, i did not receive a reply. It was late so I went back down towards the bars and restaurants and went into a bar with the most people in, and proped myself up at the bar and ordered a beer. My mindwas in a whirl and I still thought that Lisa was playing me at my own game and it was some kind of a sick joke. I downed a couple of beers and noticed that people were drifting away. Soon I was the only one left in the bar. Lisa had been gone, almost Two hours. I paid my bar bill and decided to head for the hotel. I walked slowly through the entrance, past receiption, past the bar that was now closed and into the the corridor leading to our room, I thought that Lisa may have been inside on her own, but just in case I did not want to disturb them. My doubts were confirmed as I got Two rooms away from our door. I could here noises that would have woken the dead. Lisa was almost screaming and for a second I thought that she may be in danger. I stopped at the door before knocking to make sure. I heard Lisa shout “you dirty fucker, You big black dirty fucker”, I could hear her spitting on him.

My Lisa who I seldomly heard swear yet alone spit was behaving like an animal. I thought about knocking, but decided against it. I continued to listen at the door, I heard Soloman laugh and then Lisa wimpering, before she pleaded with him to come inside her. The door of next doors room opened and a male put his head out. He recognised me and asked me to keep the noise down. I said I would and knocked quietly on the door, which was ignored. I walked off after the male returned inside the room. My emotions were shot, I walked back out towards the pool and saw the security guard coming the other wasy, so I said evening and walked back through reception and out of the hotel. I had no where to go, so I crouched down near the hotel wall near the tree, waiting for Soloman to finish fucking my wife.

An hour later I looked up and saw Soloman walking past me, I was hoping he would not see my pathetic figure huddled up around the base of the tree, but  he looked at me and just started laughing loudily to compound my humiliation. I returned to the room, knocked on the door and Lisa let me in. She was completely deshieveled. She had a big smile on her face and she kissed me on the lips and said thank you.

I was angry but incredibly horny, and told Lisa I wanted to fuck her. She said that Soloman had told her that I was not allowed, besides she was too soar.She said that he had instructed her to straddle my face and dribble his come in my mouth. Once again I did what I was told, and Lisa took a picture of me receiving Solomans come all over my face. She said it was what Soloman had instructed her to do. I asked her to suck my cock but she told me she was not allowed. so I pleasured myself, while chooking on the thick goblets of come.

Lisa was not allowed to tell me waht happened and the next day we did not speak about it. We stayed around the pool in the day and at night I tentavily asked her what we were doing that eveing. Lisa told me that it was unfir for me to not have my own bed so she had arranged to stay with Soloman at his roadside stall. She was gone all night. Things are relatively back to normal now we have returned to the UK. However Lisa’s pussy is not as tight as it used to be, and she has announced that she has booked time off in November to go back to the Gambia, this time for a fortnight. She as also kindly said that I could go along as well if I want!

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