As soon as I got out of bed I tied the weight to my clit with the nylon cord. I wasn’t looking forward to another week with it tugging at me as the pain was far greater than the pleasure that it gives me. When I initially tied it on the warm sexual feelings were there but by lunchtime my clit was swollen and hurting. That night I pleaded with Jon to let me take it off and he finally agreed to let me take it off on the Wednesday evening. All day Tuesday I tried to keep as still as possible and spent most of the day making the leotard for Jenny. I’d discussed the events of last Thursday with Jon and after having a good laugh at the young man Jon had told me to make the crotch part of Jenny’s leotard even narrower than mine. He said that he was thinking of coming along to the class himself. If he did turn up he told me to ignore him so that no one knows who he is.
He found my hole and worked his finger into my pussy until it was knuckle deep. It felt so good all I could do was sit there, a whimper escaping my lips from time to time.
“You’re tight, but you don’t have a cherry.” He said,“Did someone else take it?”
"No,"I whispered back, spreading my legs a bit more for him,“I just don’t have one.”
“Good,” He grinned at me as he pushed his finger inside me as far as it would go,“That means it won’t hurt when I put my cock inside you.”
“Professor, that was my whole issue with my life! Basically a rapist taught me what I love. I was sick, I felt awful about myself. But I learned that while he gave me my first experience, he didn’t make me love eating sperm. If it hadn’t been him, it would have been my boyfriend at 15 or 16. I am wired to swallow cum. I don’t feel guilty or bad, so why should you?”
I’ve experienced an ongoing sexual awakening in the past year that has brought softness and a blossoming openness to my inner being, and apparently my inhibitions have dropped lower than I realized. Because, fuck, I can’t express fully how turned on I felt masturbating outside this morning thinking of him
I turn to see you standing completely naked except for a harness and a strap on dildo. I now understand our encounter in the shower this morning. You joined me in the shower, moving in behind me and rubbing yourself against my back and ass. Then you bent me over and pressed a well-lubed butt plug against my anus. I readied myself and you pushed it all the way inside me as I gasped from the intrusion. After I recovered, I straightened back up as you rubbed my cock and chest. You leaned in and whispered in my ear telling me to leave the plug in all day and we would have some fun when I got home.
I knelt down in front of Bernie and unzipped his pants. Pulling out his cock I began to suck him. I knew what would happen next. Otto saw me in the position, padded over and mounted me. I moaned as he slipped his growing cock into me and Bernie shouted “what the fuck. What is he doing?”
I looked up and smiled and went back to sucking Bernie’s cock. “Shit” he said “what have you been teaching him?” I just laughed and then squealed as Otto tied with me. As Otto pumped his cum into my pussy Bernie pumped his cum into my mouth. “God honey, that is so crazy” he murmured as I sucked him dry. I looked up and smiled again. “Otto has been so wonderful while you were away darling” I said “and his recovery powers are amazing. Let me show you” and I patted my bum and Otto mounted me again. “When he is finished I want you cock my darling” I said and Bernie watched wide-eyed as Otto mated with me again. Bernie then took his turn. I was overjoyed that he wasn’t upset.
Kathy looked at her friend without turning her head and noticed the slightly glazed look in her eyes. Sarah was holding the camera with both hands so she could scroll through the pictures but didn’t miss it when Kathy rested her hand on her thigh just below the hem of her shorts. Kathy thought that was the last picture she had taken before she had gotten herself off to another mind altering orgasm so she was ready to see her selfie styled shots of her breasts. She was not ready when Sarah told her to watch.
Emmy’s hand is how gently tugging at my cock through my jeans and I can feel the lace move up and over the head. It feels wonderful and already wet with pre-cum. Emmy looks down at my crotch and says
“You haven’t cum have you?” Emmy asked with a curious tone.
I look down and see a dark patch starting to show through my light jeans.
“No, that’s pre- cum,” I say as I start to rock back and forth on her fingers deep within my ass.
Yes, I was starting to feel jealous, I wanted to get my wife away from this stud. I’d now seen his penis outside of her and even only semi-hard, it looked like it could grow into something that would only make me feel inadequate.
I didn’t want to be compared unfavorably, either in size or technique or in just plain, masculine appeal.
I was just about to get up and drag Cathy away from there, when her mouth began to gape open and she let out the strangest kind of gasp – like she was trying to force out the very last mouthful of air from her lungs.
Her eyes opened wide, the whites showing all around her pupils for a second, before the eyelids drooped and half-closed. And I knew he had started touching her.
