Chillin Sinsations Chaprter 2 of 3
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Nick’s narrative continued, placing us listeners back in early Renaissance Spain:
Arrangements change with the two young whores, the confident Isabella and the shy Maria, insisting on whoring for themselves. His companions never keep separate lodging from him anymore. Nick’s Basque companions look different enough, darker skin and thicker build, to be almost acceptable as company to a Blackamoor. The Spanish whores, if they find no companionship for an evening with a john, return to Nick’s camp. And the whores discover they enjoy the difference in their profession, the ability to choose. And the preamble, having the john watch the lesbian performance, makes them ready to be fucked. Age never excludes a john, nor weight. But the slovenly, the smelly, the disgusting does. And none with cold or predatory eyes.
They discover on the last night before they arrive in Madrid the best situation for their whoring. Two men instead of one. Both friends get to be fucked at the same time while continuing to pleasure each other. Even better, they like their johns.
They find the two young men, neither much older than them, engrossed in Salomé’s tale, and, of course, in Salomé herself. Their clothing suggests sons of wealth, new and in high style. But their faces reveal an odd friendship. One looks like an aristocratic Spaniard. The other, a Sephardic Jew. As the whores approach, they hear the Jew comment, “Imagine all the adventures she could tell us if we spent an evening with her.”
Isabella snorts, “Is that what you two would do if you had her alone? Hear her tell stories?”
Both young men shift their attention to the whores, who dress with clothing designed to reveal their curves enough to suggest their purpose without being outrageous or tasteless about it. The Jew looks shy while his friend chuckles. “Hopefully not. Though I’m afraid she might devour my friend.”
“And you? You would tame her?”
“It would be memorable trying.”
“And would it be memorable trying to tame us?”
“How much?” asks his friend.
“Mayer!” the Spaniard mutters.
“It’s alright,” the whore smiles. “We all know who we are. And we’re expensive.”
“Are you worth it?” asks the Jew.
“Most definitely.”
The Spaniard smirks. “So you’re finally ready.”
“Entering some sordid place full of overused, probably diseased cunts didn’t exactly arouse my prurient interest.”
“Having your prurient interest aroused for two years made me think such things wouldn’t matter.”
“I guess it did. Even so, you could have gone in without me.”
“The whole point was to wet your wick.”
“If you say so.”
“I admit your argument had merit. It definitely made the idea a lot less appealing.”
The friends laugh.
“This seems like a much better choice,” the Spaniard adds.
“Do you have a place for us to be private?” Isabella asks.
“You don’t?” asks the Spaniard, and the Jew looks equally worried.
“We’re visiting.”
“But you must be staying somewhere?” the Jew asks hopefully.
“Truthfully, we hoped to have a lover provide a place.”
“A rented room perhaps?” Maria suggests.
“Unfortunately, the only fine hotel wouldn’t work for us,” the Spaniard answers. “And you’ve already witnessed my friend’s sensitivities.”
“An old used bed isn’t much better than an old used whore,” Mayer agrees.
“Perhaps a discount if you can’t afford it?” Isabella offers. “You two seem nice.”
“It’s not that,” the Spaniard explains. “My father owns the place.”
“And my father does his books. And the books of any hotel that might be bordering on acceptable. It’s his specialty. And I train to take over the business.”
“Me too.”
The two whores look at each other, nod and smile. “Come with us,” says Isabella. “I hope you like camping.”
“Never tried,” says the Jew.
“Neither have I.”
“Two firsts then,” the whore giggles as they lead them away from the gathering. “Unless this won’t be your first time fucking.”
“My father wanted to make a man of me,” the Spaniard tells them. “He offered one of his mistresses. I didn’t ever know he had any before. He has three. Two live at the hotel, for free I imagine. One actually works there. The youngest and the most tempting. We had actually flirted. But fucking a woman my father fucked... ,” he shook his head.
“You’re both pretty sensitive,” Isabella laughs. “How about your father, Mayer? Does he have mistresses?”
“I don’t know. He’s pretty devout, though I would have thought Tony’s father was, too. It’s our mothers though that are extreme in their devotion, which makes us want to keep this secret. From them. I think they expect our first fuck would be our wives, and only after we married them.”
“You’d have exploded if you waited,” says his friend.
“And you wouldn’t?”
They laugh.
Passing through an arch through an old and broken stone wall, they exit the township. Isabella, now walking beside Tony, with Maria and Mayer a few steps behind, leads them onto a path through a break in bushes. A small crimson piece of cloth shows her the path. More along the way will guide her. Low bushes lead to sparse trees. Before entering the forest, she stops and kneels beside a bush decorated with two pieces of cloth. She pulls out long knives in scabbards attached to belts. Handing one to her friend, she puts on the other.
“What’s this?” asks Tony.
“Defense against animal or human attack. Do you think we plot your demise?”
“You’re leading us into the woods.”
“Not our first choice,” she reminds him. “And you wear superior blades and have superior weight over us. Have you training to wield those blades?”
“Yes. We’re actually quite effective with them, despite our peaceable future.”
“Oh? Why is that?”
“My fault,” says Mayer. “Being Jewish amongst gentiles I got bullied. For some reason, Tony defends me.”
“Because we have always been friends.”
“And you lost friends because of it. You lost a chance for girls because of it.”
“Empty heads, the lot of them. And if I recall, a certain cousin of yours lost interest in you because of me.”
“Because she was more interested in you, and felt guilty about it.”
“I think she liked both of us, but worried about her virtue.”
The men laugh.
“What?” asks Isabella.
“She never acted the virtuous virgin,” Tony explains. “Of the three of us, she was always the most daring and adventurous. Including sexually.”
“But you never fucked?”
“She wanted to see what men look like naked, and agreed to show us what women look like in order to get what she wanted. We kissed and touched, but no more.”
“I think she became too interested,” Mayer opines.
Tony nods. “Doesn’t her family live around here?”
“Not far. This side of the main road.”
“Jews with farmland?” asked Isabella.
Mayer shakes his head. “A small plot for subsistence. Mostly they help farmers with more intellectual things. Money lending. Crop advice. Animal husbandry, which is her expertise. They also trade with passing travelers. They make jewelry of precious jewels. Her father’s business, and her husband’s because of her father.”
Maria notices the bitterness. “You don’t like the man?”
“It’s not jealousy. It’s concern. I don’t trust him. I knew him in the village. A widower, his wife died in childbirth along with the child. She looked ... bruised.”
“Then why would the father choose such a man?”
“A dominant man to tame her I think. I think he has a similar relationship with his wife, but I think she’s naturally timid. I see too much love between them to imagine timidity comes from abuse.”
“We could use that shack on their land. Where we did our ... experimenting,” Tony suggests. “I don’t know how far your camp is, but I imagine this would be closer.”
“And indoors. And clean,” Mayer adds, fondly.
“An old shack?” asks Isabella.
“It’s Sheba’s place of contemplation,” Mayer shrugs. “A place for her to write and meditate.”
“And escape her father and now her husband,” Tony adds with a frown.
“Yeah.”
“Let’s go,” Isabella agrees.
They return to the main road until they follow another path into trees. A mile or so along, they reach a clearing with several plants growing evenly. A large house, two stories at its center, with a single story spread from it along the sides, sits across the field from them at front center. A small fenced pasture with four horses in it occupies the space on the other side of the house, with two carts resting in front of the pasture.
“It looks like everyone’s home,” Mayer whispers. “We should keep to the forest.”
On the other side of the clearing they find a narrow path and follow it to a small shack older than the house. “The family’s original residence,” Mayer explains less quietly. The distance from the house allows the louder voice.
He enters the shack and stops. A woman lays in the fetal position on a small pallet on the floor. Her head lifts. “Mayer?”
“Fuck,” Mayer roars and immediately kneels beside her. Weak arms embrace him, pulling her up from her bed.
“Mayer,” she murmurs.
“What did that asshole do?”
“He...” she stops, seeing the others. “Tony?”
“Hi Sheba.”
“Still friends with the Jew?”
“Yes.”
“Good.” Then she laughs, seeing her friends’ company. “Oh my. Were you planning to use my little sanctuary for your pleasures?”
“Yes actually,” says Isabella. “Are you okay?”
“No,” she chuckles within a sob. “Oh my. My friends have good taste. You are quite beautiful for a gentile.”
“Of course we have good taste,” says Tony, sitting beside his friend and gently stroking her face. “We both wanted you.”
“And I wanted you. Still do. Father wouldn’t approve. Especially you.”
“Instead he hitched you to an asshole,” Tony mutters. “Are those bruises? And your lip...” he carefully brushes across the swelling. She captures his finger and sucks on it. Laughing quietly, he comments, “Still a tease.”
“I didn’t want it to be a tease.”
Having learned to soothe the damaged flesh of sister whores, Isabella asks, “Where else are you bruised?”
“My back, ass and thighs. I had to protect the fetus, even if it’s his.”
“Fuck,” Mayer growls again.
“I remember you being more erudite, Mayer,” she chuckles.
“Anything broken?” Isabella asks.
“I don’t think so.”
“Your lips and face look like you were hit hard. Mind if I check?”
“Okay,” Sheba smiles and removes her robe, revealing her naked body.
“Sheba?” Mayer reacts.
“You’ve seen it before. And you planned on seeing better bodies.”
“Not many better than yours,” Isabella argues. Full, firm young breasts. An ass of equal quality. Soft curves between, with a subtle convexity at the abdomen. “How far along are you?” Isabella asks as Sheba shifts to let the whore explore her back.
“About three months,” Sheba replies with a hiss.
“Any sharp pain?”
“No.”
“Good. Fists?”
“At first. Thus the face. He kicked me when I curled on the floor.”
The examination continues lower, to hips, ass and thighs. Looking for spurs, Isabella presses deeper. “Okay?” she asks.
“Despite the pressure, I can feel the care. Just bruises. But he did hurt me most ... here,” Sheba points at her genitals.
“That would hurt most,” Isabella nods, exploring the pussy and finding wetness.
Lying back, spreading her legs, Sheba murmurs, “Perhaps a kiss to make it better?”
“Sheba?” Mayer mutters.
“Ssh, you. Always the shy one. I always hoped you or Tony would give me pleasure. Instead I’ve had none. Could you ... would you mind... ?”
“Isabella. No. Me and my friend, Maria enjoy each other.”
“Then you know how to pleasure unlike these two.”
“Yes,” Isabella chuckles. “Especially considering we would have been their first.”
“Will be,” Sheba corrects with a moan, as Isabella strokes her pussy with a tongue.
“I don’t think so,” Isabella giggles between laps. “I think you will be their first.”
“Ooh, at least I’m cheaper.”
“Oh, they’ll get us too and pay as promised.”
“Good. Ooh so good. And you’ll show them to be good for me?”
“Fortunately, recently, we have learned from the best how a man can best pleasure a woman. Will we be disturbed?” Isabella asks, fingers stroking while she talks, and her mouth returning after.
“No,” Sheba moans. “This ... is my sanctuary. My family ... and my ... asshole husband ... avoid it. My ... father ... says it’s like ... walking into my crazy ... fuck ... brain.”
“Good. Maria? Perhaps get these two boys off.”
“Of course,” Maria giggles. She strips quickly, and with surprising boldness orders the young men to strip as well. “Let’s see what you got.”
The men sit beside Sheba on the pallet. Maria kneels between them and takes turns pulling and sucking on each cock. Circumcised and uncircumcised, they otherwise have similar, respectable length and girth. “Play with your girlfriend’s tits, but gently,” she advises.
“That’s good,” Sheba moans. “Nice and gentle. Suck on them.” She has been watching with avaricious curiosity her favorite men’s cocks getting serviced. Unfortunately, them leaning over her to suckle her tits ends the view. But the lips and tongue feel too good. “I want to see them cum,” she requests.
“I’m going to cum,” Mayer announces almost immediately.
“Lean back,” Maria orders, pulling his body off Sheba.
Sheba watches Maria fist her friend until he shoots cum into the whore’s mouth.
“I’m cumming too,” Tony announces.
“Let me,” says Sheba, replacing Maria’s fist with hers and pulling the uncut cock down low enough for him to cum on her belly. Whether that or the accumulation of Isabella’s expert cunnilingus triggers it, but Sheba closes in on her own orgasm. Seeing the freed tits, Maria leans over, nibbles one nipple and twists the other, the last straw for Sheba’s intense release.
Maria moves her mouth back to Mayer’s cock, which hasn’t attained complete flaccidness, and sucks it quickly back to hardness. Such is a young man’s abilities. Sheba sees the success and smiles. “Fuck me, Mayer.”
He doesn’t hesitate, taking Isabella’s place between her thighs. Isabella guides him in, and he slowly penetrates pussy for the first time. “So hot,” he murmurs.
“Slow,” Sheba moans. “As slow as you can.”
He leans over her and kisses her. Soon the kiss becomes passionate, aided by a tongue battle moving from mouth to mouth. Grabbing her full breasts with his hands, he has already learned to be gentle with them. Only Isabella helps add pleasure to Sheba, rubbing her clit. It turns out to be a welcome addition, because, even with the tapping of the first orgasm, Mayer’s lust cannot sustain the slow fuck for long, and his thrusts become energetic, fast and hard, and he finds himself overwhelmed by pleasure. Breaking the kiss, he suckles her nipple as he reaches the critical state. Rapid thrusts end in a hard push, and seed pulses deep into Sheba’s vagina.
He looks at her through the fuzz of his ecstasy. Her smile has forgiveness in it. He knows he has cum too soon. When his penis slips out, he finds himself pushed aside, and once more Isabella’s mouth and tongue work on Sheba’s pussy, drinking his cum and providing Sheba her second orgasm.
Not long after, Tony takes his place there, entering her slowly and sustaining that pace a little longer before he, too, succumbs to his needs. Perhaps sustaining the more aggressive thrusts longer, or continuing to fuck her through his climax, or she has reached a higher plateau of pleasure from all that has happened, or everything combined brings her a third and even more profound orgasm.
Moments later, Isabella asks her, “Do you wish to escape this abuse?”
“Yes,” Sheba smiles.
“You should come to our camp. Our master will protect you.”
“Your owner?”
“No,” says Maria. “We are free to go, but we never would. He is a powerful man, but a good man. His strength makes us think of him as master, though he would never agree to be called that.”
“Where is this camp?”
“I don’t know from here,” Isabella replies.
“Describe it.”
“Beside a stream that widens as it curves around a large walnut tree.”
“I know the place.”
“Do you have clothing?” Mayer asks.
“Just this robe. Asshole abused me this morning, and it’s all I could grab to escape him.”
“We have clothing,” Maria says. She sees a smirk and adds, “We don’t always dress like whores, and there are other women.”
“Who knows?” says Sheba, “Maybe I’d prefer your style of clothing.”
“Sheba!” Mayer scolds.
“What? I do seem to like sex quite a bit.”
“When it’s caring, and with handsome young men,” Isabella reminds her.
“Whom you know and like,” Maria adds.
Sheba nods, but she can’t hide her contemplative fascination of the two whores and their well-done whore outfits when they don them.
She leads them through the sparse forest. During the journey, Maria walks with her. The two young men trail behind watching the sway of buttocks ahead of them and giving and receiving flirtations with Isabella, who walks between them.
“So how did you become a whore?” Sheba asks Maria.
“Not by choice,” Maria explains. “I was kidnapped not long after my menses. My owner, who owns many like me, young and virgins when he takes them, gets his biggest payment for our virginity before trading only our youthful bodies for lesser amounts. Either money or political favors for his clients. Money there too, though less direct. Almost right away I became partners with Isabella, giving johns lesbian displays before getting fucked, or for those too old, just for masturbation. Isabella has always been my savior, giving me love where no love exists, and teaching me to be someone beyond who I had been.”
“What do you mean?” Sheba asks.
“She is high born. Learned the ways of becoming a valued mistress. Knowledge and grace. She managed to teach this country girl these things.”
“So you were forced to be a whore.”
“Isabella and I both. She was sold to the monster.”
“And you say this new master doesn’t own you.”
“Before, we were forced to pleasure whomever our owner chose for us. We are free to choose our johns now. And any money is ours, when it never had been. And we found, early on, we liked pleasuring each other for an audience. And sometimes even enjoying when the johns joined us, when they didn’t just fuck us like bulls gaining a quick release. Or took pleasure in abusing us. Another thing about our freedom. We are careful not to choose such men, or any who disgust us.”
“And maybe, in your new freedom, you can find mates for yourselves.”
“We like our master. And we would hope, if we did find someone, he would have both of us.”
“Or they could be best friends who might share their women.”
“You mean... ?”
“Yes. They are good men.”
“But what about you?”
“I cannot have either of them. Tony especially, but my father rejected Mayer as well. Not enough like him I guess. And now, of course, it’s impossible. Both have been interning to take over their father’s businesses. Both enjoy what they do. I would never take that from them, because that’s what it would mean. I have to be an exile now.”
Maria nods. “I cannot be Mayer’s wife,” she points out.
“Probably not. But you could be his mistress. A mistress for both of them. You like him.”
“I do.”
“I think I have a solution. I know of a girl, shy like Mayer who enjoys a woman’s caress. I will play matchmaker before I leave.”
“Is she pretty like you?”
“She’s plain. Not ugly, mind you. But she hides a scrumptious body. Slim unlike mine. But she won’t go to fat because of it. Her mother is quite slim and rather elegant. My mother has become soft and rotund. You and Isabella, you would make my boys love you?”
“We can try,” Maria giggles.
“Men think with their cock.”
“True. But...”
“What?”
“We have something to do in Madrid.”
“What?”
“We ... plan to revenge our enslavement.”
“The man who kidnapped you?”
“Yes.”
“Will it be difficult?”
“He is quite powerful.”
“Then how?”
“My master is far more powerful, as is his angels.”
“Angels?”
“You’ll see.”
“You should involve my friends. They crave adventure. And despite their looks, are quite capable fighters.”
“So they said.”
The young ladies laugh.
In the end, after an entire night of lovemaking, Maria has achieved her goal, and Isabella’s as well, of capturing their young men’s hearts.
And another couple hearts find union. Sheba leaves her friends to the whores and gets attention for her bruises and fat lip from the two angels she has heard about. They fascinate her, and she finds a friend in the young Basque woman also there. But when a tall and strong and handsome Blackamoor finally arrives at the camp, he takes all her focus, enough for her new Basque friend to giggle.
“Why do I think I know you?” she murmurs.
“You dreamed of me, but in a different form,” says Nick.
“A Russian.”
“Yes.”
“But...”
“I am like my angels but different. I change every few hundred years. This new me is ... new,” he chuckles. The deep sound makes her quiver at the base of her torso. “Come.”
She takes his hand. He guides her away from the others, though not far enough to escape the moans from the cart that have caused amusement throughout the night. This time it adds to her growing need.
Standing in front of a large tree, he removes his clothing, revealing his thick, dark cock. “Suck me,” he commands.
“Yes master,” she purrs.
“Enough of that,” he growls.
She giggles before being silenced by his plum sized glans, whose color nearly resembles a ripe plum as well.
“Swallow,” he orders her, and she gulps down his magic seed. “Lie down.”
She removes her robe, which she has not changed, and lies on her back, her legs spread. He lies beside her, head towards her feet, and pulls her on top of him. He sucks her pussy while she sucks him back to hardness. His expertise improves on Isabella’s great skills, and he teases her to an intense orgasm over several minutes.
“Turn around and fuck me,” he orders when her orgasm abates. She does, aiming his cock, which seems almost too thick to fit, into her needy hole. The way it expands her opening excites her. And the way it fills her pussy excites her more. And being on top, giving her control, lets her set the slow pace she wants, for as long as she wants, and she enjoys every moment of it. His tender caresses of her full breasts, and gentle squeezes of her taut, thick nipples intensifies her already intense pleasure, to the point that, despite the slow fuck, she finds release, trembling atop her exotic lover.
Leaning down, she kisses him. That and his hands squeezing her strong, thick ass, and especially when a finger slips inside her anus, become the extra thrills that builds her to her next orgasm, the pace a little quicker than the earlier one.
Once ecstasy lessens, she lifts up and begins posting on him again, a slow pace at first. Gradually increasing speed. His hands guide hers to her breasts and clit before returning them to her ass. Eventually she finds herself bouncing energetically, and his hands take over, lifting and pulling her even faster, with their meeting of flesh becoming loud slaps, like enthusiastic applause only faster. No longer wanting gentle, she squeeze her nipples hard and rubs her clit aggressively.
Then, at a peak of pleasure not reached before, she feels him pull her down hard, and his hot seed erupting inside her, and ecstasy overwhelms her. Her body undulates as bliss washes through it. Great waves of it. Collapsing boneless on top of his strong, dark torso, the waves slow, but continue, causing occasional trembles until they finally end.
“Mmm,” she purrs. And sleeps.
“Hi,” she smiles up at him when she awakes in the same position, though her body has been covered by her robe.
“Hi,” he chuckles. She loves that sound, and she giggles when his body rumbles beneath her. “We have plans to make.”
“Killing the slaver?”
“Yes. And yes, your friends want to join us.”
“Good.” She notices the full daylight. “What time is it?”
“Mid-morning.”
“Are my friends still here?”
“Mayer is. Tony went back to town with Isabella.”
“To introduce her to his father?”
“Yes.”
“I hope...”
“She’s dressed respectably, like a well-off young woman.”
“Her family?”
“An older minion couple will come visit with her dowry.”
“That’s good. I want Maria to dress me like a whore.”
“Why?”
“A disguise. Enough to keep eyes from my face. I need to meet a friend in town. Someone I want Mayer to get to know better.”
“Will a whore be welcomed at her home?”
“This time of day, only her and her mother will be home. Her mother is ... understanding of our relationship. She knows I make her daughter happy, or used to. Even though she worried about her daughter’s preferences. She doesn’t know we often brought Mayer in as a fantasy when we played.”
“I can’t imagine Mayer can be seen with you. He did look a little worried when we were with him in town.”
Sheba giggles. “I’ll have him arrive a little later. It will just be Maria and me, a couple giggly, silly whores traipsing about the village. I have a signal that will let my friend know it’s me when we arrive at her house, and we’ll make sure no one sees us enter it.”
“And what will her mother think of your dress?”
“I think she’ll get a kick out of it. She likes my craziness and adventurousness. I make her laugh. It’s a rather dour house.”
Everyone agrees on the plan. Even Mayer. “I like her,” he tells Sheba. “Though I’d prefer you.”
“I know. But you’re not attracted to her.”
“Not really.”
“What about her mother?” When she sees him blush, she giggles, “She may not have her mother’s beauty, but she has her mother’s body. One I guarantee you will enjoy for years to come. And she’s pretty when she smiles.”
“I haven’t seen much of that.”
“But a little?”
“Yes. You’re right.”
“Of course I am. You’ll just have to make her smile all the time.”
“I can try,” he grins.
Bright, body hugging cloth and overly made up face prove to be a successful disguise, with Maria matching her. They traipse around town, prancing and giggling, shocking ladies and interesting men, though those accompanying their mates need to pretend shock as well. When they reach houses where not many pedestrians are about, they become much stealthier. One well-appointed house, they stop beside a window. Sheba tosses pebbles at it twice. A tall young Jewess looks out and blinks her eyes. Sheba points towards the front door. The girl nods.
The door opens when they arrive at it and they rush in.
“Sheba?” the Jewess murmurs.
Sheba giggles and kisses her. A moment later the kiss gets returned and they embrace.
“Sheba?” a beautiful older Jewess murmurs. Maria sees her eyes move to her and study her. With interest.
“Ola,” she says to the woman.
“Ola,” the woman returns.
“I’m Maria.”
“Myra.”
The kiss breaks and Sheba asks her friend, “Guess who’s coming to visit?”
“Who?”
“Mayer.”
“Really?”
“Do you still want him?”
The tall, plain faced Jewess blushes and bows her head. “Yes.”
“Great!”
Soon after, a knock on the door freezes the Jewess. Her mother shakes her head and opens it. “Ola, Mayer.”
“Ola,” he responds shyly.
“Come in.”
“Thank you.”
Immediately Sheba pulls the two shy Jews into a large comfortable room, placing them together on a couch and taking a seat in front of them.
“I ... was about to make lunch,” says Myra.
“Can I help?” Maria asks.
“Of course.”
In the small kitchen, they prepare rice with sausages and vegetables on the hot coal stove.
“You’re...” the older Jewess starts.
“A whore. Sheba isn’t of course.”
“Of course.”
“She needed a disguise. She’s running away.”
“Good.”
“You know what happened?”
“I know what would happen. Why her father would make her marry that cruel man... ?”
“Business,” Maria mutters.
“I know. Stupid reason. Have you ... been a whore long? You seem young.”
“I started young.”
“By choice?”
“When would it be by choice?”
“Sorry.”
“I understand. You can hope life can’t be that cruel. But I made the best of it I could. A friend helped. She ... We managed to escape our slaver. We’re actually whores by choice now,” Maria giggles.
“How much?”
“We’re very expensive. But for you it would be free.”
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The Three of Us, by Caroline Kingsley My lover and I have known each other for a while now, and have been talking of adding a third to our intimate party. We have both fantasized and discussed what we would want in a third and decided that it would be best to add a man over a woman. He was bi-curious and I always thought the idea of two guys together was very erotic. We discussed in detail what kind of things we would like to see take place and what kind of man we were looking for that could...
In The Private Trainer horny brunette Jynx Maze is dying to get fucked by her personal trainer Alex Legend when he comes over for their private workouts. They’ve been flirting back and forth for a while now and Jynx tells herself that today is the day she makes her move. Dressed in sexy workout clothes that show off her tight body and amazing ass, Jynx can’t help but pull down his shorts mid-workout and grab his big cock. The scene only gets hotter from there as she gets fucked hard and enjoys...
xmoviesforyouThe dress rehearsal had been canceled early due to the snowy weather. Everybody was gone and I was closing up the theater but I wanted to adjust some of the stage lights while it was empty and quite. I went upstairs to the catwalk and noticed a woman standing there looking down on the stage. It was Janet, the star of the show, still dressed in her costume- a 1920's flapper girl. Janet is a real looker, jet black hair, piercing blue eyes and long legs. "Hey Jack why are you still here?" Janet...
Saturday February 24 11:10 pm Arkham Research Consortium My port from Nikki's house ends at the rather long and beautiful access road leading to ARC. I had just barely seen this spot, from the first days after my change from the complex's cafeteria we all ate in one night. I at that time thought to escape into the woods and leave all this behind. But my trust in Sara at the time was so great, that at her slight instance....I did not leave. Perhaps in the light of what has happened...
I went on a trip for a week, mainly to get some writing done over the first couple of days, then hopefully relax and enjoy the peace.When I got there, it was a pretty nice place, my agent set up a quiet setup which I prefer, so I didn't waste time in going up to my room. With my sleeping patterns all messed up from writing late into the night, I crashed right away for a good while. Once I woke up, I figured to get some work out of the way for a few hours.Fast forward through that, and it's just...
hi dosto.lund vale bhai aur chuth vali ladki,bhabhi ko mere lund ka namashkar.to ab me apko meri real story batane ja raha hu. ye bat tab ki he jab me 12 me tha. me ek kiraydar tha. me pathai ke liye yaha rah raha tha. us ghar me me,meri malkin aur uska ladka hum teen hi rahte the. uska pati mar gaya tha.uske ladke ka nam sagar tha.vo mujse chota tha aur 10th me pathta tha.mere vaha rahne ke bad hum ek parivar ki tarah rahte the.me aur sagar kafi khul ke bate karte the. hum aksar sex ke bare me...
She thinks about him all the time. Wondering what he's doing at night and who with. It's hard being in this situation, wanting him but not being able to have him ... not to herself anyway. Getting ready for bed she started thinking about making love to him. How would he like it if she took control, making him want her was top priority because no one in her past ever did. Sitting in front of the mirror and brushing her hair, watching it glide through the brush made her daydream again about...
We start this week’s show with an establishing shot of a row of white fronted buildings – all shopfronts – all jewellery shops ... We’re in Manchester’s heavily Jewish, jewellery district ... We move along past one, then another, then another, all in a line ... Before slowing to halt outside one of them – named “Diamond’s” – where we end up looking at the back of a blonde-haired figure wearing jeans so tight that we know she’s a hot woman before she even turned around, and hold the lead of a...
The red head bounced down on the sofa bed as Matt crawled on top of her. She grabbed his bulge with her hands and yelled "holy shit is that all you stud." "Why don't you see for yourself," Matt growled as he undid his belt. Before he could reach for his zipper, the red head had her hands on it and eased it down past Matt's huge erection. As his shorts fell, I saw her eyes bulge out when she saw Matt's massive bulge in his white briefs. "Ready," Matt asked as he stud up above her on...
With the uncertainty of the coronavirus infecting our daily lives, it’s hard to know what the hell to do with ourselves. Everything seems like a risk of contamination these days. People are afraid to go to the grocery store, let alone hang out with friends or nail crackwhores. In these weird times, I’ve turned to one of the safest pastimes: using sites like Shag.co.uk to have sex with strangers I meet on the Internet.I crack jokes, but these guys are still getting a couple of million visits a...
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Sorry about the slow going of the story-writing. You are Crown Prince John III of Creagachtír and you are not happy. It is not your country which displeases you. Despite what others might think, Creagachtír is a great land. Its scenery is the type which requires quiet reflection, but this just makes you appreciate its subtle beauty all the more. The exposed rock faces tells the story of the mountains over innumerable years with thousands of fractures. The moor which dominates between villages...
RomanceFeeling horny as usual with a good buzz. So I head to the gloryhole to relieve my hornyness and make someone happy. So i get there around 2am it still has a few cars there more than usual for this time in the morning. I go in pay and head to the back and start searching for someone to have fun with. I stroll around checking out things and others looking at movies. I see one guy looking so I walk to another corridor with less people and he follows. I go into a booth but leave the door open and...
I enterered the house and made for the kitchen,i fancied a drink.Then i caught a glimpse of May,oh shit,she was in her night clothes and had had a bath.This meant one thing,she wanted a fuck.This was the last thing on my mind and worst still i knew what was coming.The routine,i guarantee i know what she is going to say.I get myself a lager from the fridge and enter the lounge,sure enough May is right on cue...with an (empty)glass hand she looked at me and said(as she always does)"dya wanna fill...
It took almost two days to recover from that epic orgy. We still had hours in hyperspace or jump space or whatever your engineers call that wormhole between two points in our galaxy. Sitting at the mess table I began my presentation. “Mission creep caught me,” I said. “Now I’m officially retired. Lightning Bolt is officially used for survey. She’s about four times the size of the survey scouts normally used, but I’m not complaining. Survey reports are an income source. We also have the honor...
He suggested you and I wear the same soiled panties this whole weekend, then on Monday, you and I could meet in the Ladies Restroom, where each of us would slip out of our soiled panties, and put them in a 'sealed Bag. Then we could exchange panties with each other. Then for the rest of this week, when we have sex with our husbands, they could 'sniff our soiled panties. Edwin could sniff your soiled panties; and Randy could sniff my soiled panties right while we are 'doing it.'We could maybe...
My name is Alex and this is a true story. This is the continuation of my trip to Dallas for a conference which allowed me my evenings to dress and go to adult theaters and bookstores dressed as my female alter ego, Lexi. I am totally passable and actually look like a woman even when I am dressed as a man.Day 4 – I woke around 7am and made several immediate decisions. I was not attending the final day of the conference. I decided to dress as Lexi all day and I was going to drive home as Lexi....
I m 26 yrs old and i often visit this site and wonder if people really indulge in incest…but nw as i have experiensd it i knw some may be true as well..it happend a mnth ago…my cousin sis her name is timsi…she is very pretty…a real hot girl only 19 yrs old with a perfect figure of 34 24 34…i never saw in this manner i mean sexually… I recntly had a break up with my g.f with whom i used to have sex almost everyday…aftr the breakup i ws hungry fr sex…i tried lukin fr anothr girl but all in vain...
IncestRahel - Erziehung einer Jungfotze (Teil 1 - 27) =============================================== by Alphatier, © 2014/2015* *kopieren, ausdrucken, reposten ist alles erlaubt Entgleist Alles begann, als meine Frau mir vor drei Monaten heulend erklärte, dass es aus ist. Einfach so hatte sie plötzlich mit ihrem kleinen blauen Sportrucksack in der Küchentür gestanden und mich mit einer Mischung aus Schuldbewusstsein, Vorwurf und Selbstmitleid angesehen, während ich nur zitternd am...
Course I was young and spent my money as fast as I earned it. I stay away from credit as much is possible, paid off up my credit card on each billing cycle. My parents got themselves in so much debt I learned that lesson having to do without while my father paid down his credit cards. Early in the spring of 2006 I met Nicole, Nikki we all called her. Nikki was a beauty standing 5 foot six with dark hair, dark, dark Brown eyes that seem to be bottomless. I could stare into her beautiful...
A full bladder woke me up. Rachael complained in her sleep when I extracted myself from the sleeping bag. She hadn’t emerged when I poured coffee and sat quietly admiring the rising sun and the vast land spread out before me. Oblique light gave the hills shadows that emphasized the undulation of the land, valleys dark, hilltops bright. She hadn’t emerged when I organized breakfast. I poured myself a second mug of coffee and waited, enjoying the silent beauty. I loved it here. The real world...
Hi, guys, this is Xavier from Goa and I am currently working at Bangalore at a topmost retail store. This is my first sex story on this site and hope you guys like it and give me your honest feedback at Before starting the sex story, a little about myself, I am 24years of age working for a reputed company in Bangalore. I am average looking and a huge fan of Indian Sex Stories dot net site. Now coming to the sex story, as I work in the retail sector a part of my job is to interact with new...
Edited by 'Techsan' My name's Dan, I'm a man in my sixties who spends a lot of time reminiscing. I always think about the past. The good, the bad, and often times I think of the 'Do Overs'. What is a do over you are probably asking yourself? That's the part of your life you wish you could get back and do it over. We all have that in our lives. Whenever you look back and say, "I wish I could change that, or I wish that never happened," you are wishing for a 'Do over'. This 'do...
hi... it is a late afternoon, one weekend here in this time zone and i begin meditating deeply imagining what it would be like with you... my breathing slows down... and the edge between the worlds becomes blurred... after an interminable amount of time the pictures in my mind sharpen,,, my mind focuses and i become aware that i am walking slowly in a forest,, unlike any in my native land,,, i see a woman sitting in the distance and as i approach i realise that it is the woman i...
went on a stag holiday to ibiza with about 20 of my mates a couple of years ago.the holiday mostly consisted d**g taking copius amounts of drink and sl**ping with llots of women. the main stag night was fancy dress,and id already planned before i came away id already decided that i was gonna wear i toga and my girlfriends flat gladiator sandals and go as troy.a few of us got quite pally with the girls in the appartment opposite and the daytime before the main nite out one of them commented that...
December, 1987 After the last council meeting in November, Mike had avoided the Spearfish Lake Cafe for a week or so, reasoning that Ryan Clark might well be there. Not that Mike was avoiding him, but he didn't want to get into a washup of the events of that night. That wasn't the case with the first December meeting, which had been held the evening before. Mike thought it was nice to have a free Wednesday morning, one when he wouldn't have to be in to work till nine or so; he could have...
One day I left my friends house about 10 pm. I got to the top of his road going past a shop and this fat bird was walking up to me. Then she stopes so I stop and she asked me if I had a spare fag. So I said yeah hang on a sec. As I reached for my fags she asked me where I was going. I said i’m going home. All of a sudden she asked me do you find me atractive with my big tits and my fat ass. So I said yes I do. Do you find me atractive. She said yeah do you fancy a fuck. I said where shall we...
At first we were like most couples. We both worked and shared the housework in our modest downtown condominium. My wife, Andrea is a very neat person, keeping herself well dressed and tidy at all times. She is tall with shoulder length red hair that is usually in an up-do style with curls and pinned up in the back. She has long lean legs, a well- proportioned body, and a lovely face. Because she works in a prestigious financial office she wears tailored outfits with matching accessories...
By: Sunil.Govind91 Hi friends, I am Neal. I am 19 years old and use to live in Janakpuri, West Delhi. I am student of B.Ca. My dick size is about 8 inches and I love to have sex with girls specially aunties. Baat 2 saal pehle ki hai jab main Janakpuri me aaya tha. Mera admission Delhi ek famous collage me ho gaya. Main basically Lucknow se hu famous college hone ki wajah se admission bahot jaldi hue the aur collage ke hostels bhi jaldi bhar gaye the. Maine kai P.G. me bhi try kiya par kahin...
He pulled into the driveway, parked the car before walking up to the front door. Katie opened the door just as he started to knock. She stood in front of him wearing a white tank top and panties. Jake’s jaw dropped, he quickly stepped inside and closed the door behind him. Jake quickly wrapped his arms around his much smaller girlfriend. He cupped her ass as he lifted her bringing her face to his. Katie squealed in delight as Jake lifted her off the ground, her legs quickly wrapped around...
I dreamed heavily that night, an occurrence usually saved for the evenings in which I've had cheese, or more especially Pizza, which really gets my serotonin levels buzzing (if serotonin is the thing to bring about heavy dreams, I'm not really sure), but in this instance the sheer extremes of the day was enough in itself to produce deep, fairly nonsensical dreams, the kind you remember in the morning. The dream, as they so often are, had been a hotchpotch of events crushed together...
His arms were around me, and my back was right up against his hot, cum-covered chest. His torso was also pressed right up against my naked ass, and his mostly limp cock pressed inbetween my ass-cheeks and rested inbetween my legs. Ahh Lochy... What a nice feeling this was. Reaching for my phone I checked the time, it was only 7:00am but the sun was already heating up the air, making it thick and humerous. Lochy stirred in his sleep behind me, pulling me in tighter I could feel his...
Cousins - Une Histoire de Famille - partie 10 Par Loulou Note: cette histoire est pure fiction et aucun des personnages n'existe vraiment ? l'ext?rieur de ces lignes. Ne m'en veuillez pas de prendre quelques libert?s avec la r?alit?. ***** Chapitre 41 - Totalement Samantha Dans les affaires que lui avait offertes Jessica, Samantha d?couvrit des choses toutes plus jolies les unes que les autres. Des robes, des jupes, des chemisiers et pleins de tops et chaussures... il y avait m?me des sous-v...
“You are something else,” Maria said as she closed the door to Holly’s apartment behind her. “It’s not my fault, girl, you had to go around saying the V word...” Holly was sitting on her couch and sipping some greenish-blue cocktail, she seemed troubled. “Wait, you said it too...” Maria objected. She walked over and sat by Holly’s side. The futa was wearing a plain white T-shirt that struggled to contain her bust, and a short, flowery yellow dress that did a very poor job at hiding her...
He loves teaching. He enjoys his classes and has pride in preparing them for the world once they graduate. Now, having said that, he cannot stand the last class of the day. He works in the credit recovery class at the end of the day. This class is full of 19-20 year olds who still need one or two credits to graduate. Now, if they were truly just struggling students, he would give all of my time to help them, but unfortunately, these are the jokesters and thugs of the school. They should be in...
I once went to my village just to attend a local fair. What I didn’t know was that my fate was going to take a turn. On the 2nd day at fair, I bumped across a local girl called Anjali, who didn’t seem local at all, from the figure from looks from outfit. She had kept herself in touch with the town. Our eyes met. She was tall curvy, brown eyes and heavenly sexy. She was wearing a bra I could clearly figure out. Then she had a top and jeans. Our hands touched our eyes met, and we smiled at each...
The sun barely began to poke up from between the Mitzger Building and the Laylaeux towers, the two largest skyscrapers in the city which you apartment building was directly west from. The faint, royal purple sky began to bleed over into orange as that dastardly sun officially drew your weekend to a close. That damn sun was always ruining your sleep schedule, Especially lately, when you were in the nasty habit of staying out late and neglecting to close the window blinds that would probably...
FetishChapter 20Chrissie hears wedding bellsIt's been six months after I first started working in the brothel withKate and mommy and I've made friends with most of the girls who workthere and, more importantly, they are starting to think of me as a sheinstead of a he. I think getting castrated was the best thing for me. Itboosted my confidence in my appearance and took away all vestiges of mymanhood. I do have a little penis but I don't think it detracts from myappearance at all. It is easily hidden...
Hello ISS readers, sabko mera salam. Ab mein aap logo ko mere bare mein bata dun.mera naam sameer hai. Ye Kahani aaj se kuch 1 mahina pehli ki hai. Mai Vacation mein delhi apani bua ke ghar gaya hua tha. Meri bua delhi me rehti haraei. Uske ghar me meri bua ka ladka, uski biwi uske do chhote chhote bachche rehte he. Unka karobar bada hai aur unka ghar bhi bahut bada hai. Mere jate hi meri bua aur meri bhabhi bahut khus ho jate hai. Meri bhabhi mera bada hi khayal rakhati hai. Meri chhoti si...
Steph had been gone for about one week out of her two week visit to her Mom. She’d asked me to pick up the mail and water the plants while she was away, because her boyfriend, Jack, was also going to be away for the month on a business trip abroad. “Jack wouldn’t remember to water the plants even if he was there,” said Steph, laughing. “At least I can trust you.” Steph was right inasmuch as I could be trusted to look after the place whilst both she and Jack were away, but sadly I couldn’t...
"He's just staying married until the kids are old enough to handle a divorce," Tabby insisted. They'd had this discussion before. "I would have never gotten involved with him if he were happily married. You know that, don't you?" "Yes," he said. "I know you wouldn't try to break up someone's marriage, of course, but..." "He and his wife don't even sleep in the same bedroom anymore. They haven't for almost two years now. They haven't had sex for almost three years. She's a...
You're gonna really love this one. Arnie deserves all he gets, and boy does he ever get it. A One Night Stand by jo The phone rang for the sixteenth time. Somewhere around the fifth ring, Arnie felt a pang of guilt. Then around the eleventh ring, he started laughing, imagining the lady's desperation. He envisioned Marlie, a bit love struck, pleading at the dead receiver for him to "Pick up, pick up." He thought it might be interesting if he did pick up and shout something...
I entered the building as my nervousness and excitement were fighting with each other. Within ten minutes, one gentleman in his thirties came out and introduced himself, "Hi. You must be Taneesha? You are pretty. I'm Shane, nice to meet you." I thanked him, shook his hand and he asked me to follow him to a casting room where they hold auditions. There was a hand held video camera on the desk along with two more sitting on tripods. Shane calmly instructed, "Don't be nervous Taneesha....
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Porn AggregatorsSo now i had the money from my aunt, i quickly headed to the shops and got myself a new phone and wallet, and was feeling pretty good about the day again.And i was on my way home when i spotted big fat Sally ahead of me.Now big fat Sally wasn't actually that big and fat, she was just tall and chunky with a big pair of tits, and an arse to match, it was just the nickname the other k**s gave her at school, and its always stuck.So anyway, Big fat Sally was trudging back from the shops with...
By : Arundev Dayal Ramratan has a wonderful career. A Chemical Engineer, with a specialization in Powdered Metallurgy, he has been doing wonders at Philadelphia. His parents arranged a marital negotiation for their only child. Moments of bridal night came at its normal course. Manorama was brought to the newly decorated bedroom for the couple. The groom was also ushered in the room. One of his colleagues commented Bachchoo, yeh raat fir kabhi wapaas nahi ayegi. Zarah hoshiari se isse paal...
Paul’s long journey was coming to an end. He knew he was looking forward to this meeting but there was still that feeling of apprehension, this was the first meeting for Paul with Fiona and Mark. Not having met them before, he had those familiar butterflies in his tummy as he drew up outside Fiona's flat. He parked the car and made his way up the stairs to the door wondering if Mark was already there. Paul knocked and waited, he could hear someone moving toward the door and the...
BisexualIn this Quarantine Edition of Bang Bros, Joanna Angel is getting ready for a shoot but Small Hands sees her in her outfit and thinks she looks so sexy. He suggests that she stays home and fucks him instead. She’s hesitant because that would be unprofessional. Small Hands continues to beg her while she teases him with her new tits and amazing ass. He starts to rub her tits and play with her pussy. She gets really horny. She gives him an amazing blowjob before taking him to the bedroom...
xmoviesforyouPoem I love to suck dripping cum from the tip of your cock-head, I love it too much when you fuck me in my bed. I love when you twist my young breasts in your palm, I love to eat your thick, white, creamy-cum. I love to eat your cock and suck it like a candy-stick, I love when your penetrate me with your sweet-dick. I love as you fuck me deep in my cunt- in and out, I love the pounding and thrusting : your loving from inside your heart. I love when you embrace my naked body and attach it to...
IncestI would like to share a new and recent experience my wife and I had on vacation - one in which I became a cuckold. I apologize for the length of the story but I hope that you will find the read worthwhile. I am 41 years old and my wife Leslie is 35. Our vacation took us to an adults-only resort on one of the islands in the Caribbean. The purpose of our vacation was to celebrate our upcoming 10th wedding anniversary. Although our anniversary is in March, we decided to go to the resort in late...
First TimeA few days later I showed up at The Shillelagh, sidled up to the bar and requested a brew. Liam chuckled. It never got old. I was seated at a table when Darcy walked in. I waved her over. She kissed me on the lips. She was not FBI. I lied about having been so busy. She pretended to believe me. She said, "Why don't we catch up?" I thought we had been catching up, but then I saw the twinkle in her eyes. I got up, put an arm around her shoulder and headed for the door. I would genuinely...
36. A Woman Scorned? One man scorned and covered with scars still strove with his last ounce of courage to reach the unreachable stars; and the world will be better for this. Miguel de Cervantes ***** Using the birthday party as a deadline, Reeves contacted Rodriguez to try and push the negotiations along. He also had LaRue's new information as a carrot to dangle in front of the security Colonel. A meeting was agreed, but for the day after the party, which worried him...