31 Mayıs 2013 Cuma

Making Love

"What's wrong?" she asked.

She had caught me in a private pity party. I was staring out of my apartment window, looking at the playground across the street. I was looking at the kids playing on the equipment, and I had singled out two boys in particular. One was around eight years old, the other was around four. The exact ages of my sons.

"Nothing you can really help with," I said, "just missing my boys, is all." I turned away from the window. Missing my boys. Missing my family. Missing my income. I shook my head. This was the chain of images that tempted me to consider the Solution of Messrs Smith and Wesson in the past. In that moment I was truly grateful my lady was with me.

"I know you miss them," she said quietly. "I've met them, remember? They're great kids. I miss them, too." What a pair we were: she could not have children for medical reasons, and because of my divorce I could literally not afford to have any more. And we both liked my kids. Hell, we both liked kids, period.

"You love them, you send them cards, you buy them presents at Christmas and on their birthdays. And you spend as much time with them as you can when you do see them. What can you do if she won't let them come? You know she always pulls this when you two fight about money." She tilted her head and thought for a moment. Then she said, quietly, "Why don't you tell me what really bothers you about the situation?"

I thought for a minute. "It comes down to this: I've lost everything I've ever had. I've lost my house, I've lost my kids, I've lost half my income, I've lost my credit rating, and I've lost my self respect." I thought for another few seconds, "By the time I'm finished paying child support, I'll be five years away from retirement. I won't be able to retire, not when I have to hand my ex-wife half my paycheck for the next umpteen years!" I felt robbed. It had been two years since the divorce, and still I could not let the anger go. I was a senior engineer, and my take home pay was the same as a starting teacher. And it was not going to get better for a very long time, if ever.

"So," she continued quietly, "the divorce robbed you of everything?" She touched my hand, took it in hers, and squeezed it.

I shook my head and smiled. "It did give me a few things, I'll have to admit." I chuckled. "Like a few grey hairs..."

She ran her other hand lightly up my other arm, and across my chest. "Anything else?" she said, her eyes sparkling.

"If you're trying to use sex to get me into a jolly mood," I said, "you are very close to succeeding."

She wrapped her arms around me, but turned serious for a moment. "You are one of the most caring, decent, honest, funny, sensitive men I have ever met. It aggravates me when you forget that. You may have lost things, but you never lost who you are. You just have a problem believing in yourself. Give yourself a chance." She then smiled impishly and began to slowly rub her breasts against my chest. "I'm certainly giving you a chance right now."

I held her close. "Thank you," I whispered, "and you don't have to make love to me just to get me out of my funk. You're the best damn thing to happen to me in a very long time. I hope you know that." I was not entirely finished feeling sorry for myself, of course; nothing is ever fixed in five minutes. I would not let my situation spoil the rest of my day, though. She had given me that.

She nuzzled me, and said "I never have sex out of pity." I gave her a stare. "Well," she continued, "not usually. The truth is, though, I've gotten myself a little hot and I would like to explore that a little further. Like to help me?" She emphasized the word 'help' by placing little kisses next to my right ear. A chill raced up my spine when she did that.

How could I, as a decent, honest, caring, sensitive etc. etc. etc. possibly refuse a request like that?

Especially since she asked so nice?

She was not taking any chances. She broke our embrace, took my hand, and lead us to the bedroom. She popped Annie Lennox's "Diva" into the cassette player and put the music on low as I closed the blinds and the door to the room. She unbuttoned the first three buttons of her blouse, then put her hands on her hips. She smiled, and said "Come on over here, lover. You're credit's still good with me!"

"Actually, I think I have enough to make a small deposit today," I teased. She smirked and pointed to the condom on the dresser. "Just make sure you put your 'deposit' in the proper envelope, buster!" We both laughed at that one.

I crossed over to her and cupped her chin in my hand. Our lips met and danced on each other. I took my hand away from her face and wrapped both arms around her. She held me tightly and we kissed each other more deeply. I slid one hand back around and began to unbutton the rest of her blouse. I noticed she was wearing her red bra--which told me she was thinking of jumping my bones some time today anyway. I smiled. So this really was not pity. That made me hot. I kissed her again, and began to tease her nipple through the silky fabric of the bra.

She moaned, and gave me one of her "fuck me" looks through partially closed eyes. Nothing is sexier than a partner that really wants you. I took my other hand and began to scratch both nipples at the same time. She closed her eyes and her smile got wider. She took her hands and began to unbutton my shirt as well. Soon her thumbs were caressing my nipples, and my half-rigid cock suddenly became fully erect. I began to slide it against her crotch, stimulating both of us through our clothes. We both moaned together.

She was a hungry for me as I was for her. We lay down on the bed and let our hands and our lips explore and delight each other. I felt her tug at my belt, felt her get it open. She undid my fly, and I helped her as she removed my pants and underwear together. She quickly stripped off my socks, and took a moment to look at me.

I waited, almost holding my breath. She smiled, and gently ran her hand up my leg, across the inside of my thigh, and finally up my cock. I gasped in pleasure. I was a little surprised, too. Usually I'm the first to undo her pants, but then I like to eat pussy. I especially like her taste: very rich and musky.

"Would you do something for me?" I asked.

"What?" she said.

"I would like you to use your hands this time," I said. "I don't want to come that way, but I do want you to use your hands."

"I have a better idea, if you're game," she said. I nodded. I had a pretty good idea of what she had in mind.

She took off her blouse, and unhooked and removed her bra. She got a tube of KY jelly and handed it to me. "Warm that up and put some on my breasts." I poured a generous amount onto my hands and smeared some onto my palms. When the chill was off, I began to lightly apply the jelly to the area between her breasts. I massaged some into her nipples for good measure. She smiled as I did this, but finally she pushed me down onto the bed, and climbed over me. She took a breast in each hand, and placed herself so my penis between her breasts. She pushed her breasts together, and began to slide my cock between them.

The sensation was intense. I don't know what it is about being tit fucked, but it drives me wild. I began to move my hips. I whimpered. I clutched the bed. And all the while my lady was giving me this deliciously possessive look. Every time my cock would peek out from between her breasts, she would rub the tip with one of her fingers.

After a minute of this delicious torture, she said "I want you in me." I nodded and cleaned myself off, and toweled down her chest. I began to play with her as I wiped KY jelly off of her. She moaned, but managed to say "Please, I want you in me," again.

This was a little odd, too, since she loves to be eaten, but I stopped rubbing her and put the condom on. In the meantime she had rolled onto her back.

"Are you sure I can't..." I started. I really do like to eat pussy.

"Come on over here," she said. Well, she did ask awful nice.

I climbed on top of her, and she guided me in.

"Oh, god, I love this," she sighed, and she began to make little cooing sounds as I began to make love to her. I always love the feeling of being inside of her; hot and smooth and tight. We were both on fire. She called my name as I picked up the tempo. She screamed and her hands clutched the bed sheets as she came.

"Don't hold back, baby, come for me," she said. I obliged and concentrated on the feeling her pussy was giving me, changing my rhythm slightly. This is what she wanted, because she started to moan as soon as I established the new rhythm.

"Oh, god, yes! Don't hold back! Don't hold back!" I began to whimper as I neared climax. I finally came, screaming, my hips jerking into her so hard I could hear our bodies slap.

We lay still for a while, holding each other tightly. I lifted myself up, took hold of the condom, and slid out of her before I became limp. I cleaned myself off quickly and returned to bed. We climbed underneath the sheets and held each other in the subdued light of the room.

"Feel better?" she asked.

"Uh huh," I said. "You can make me feel better like that anytime! How about you?"

She purred and held me closer. "I love you," she said after a while. Her voice was strange. I could feel the gears in her skull whirling away.

"I know. I love you too." I was still for a minute. "What are you thinking," I said.

"You're not angry with me, are you?" she asked.

I tried to give her the most loving "Are you completely insane?" look I could manage. "Not in the least! Why?"

"I'm always a little afraid that you'll blame me for making you move away from your children."

This is why I try to keep my little morose episodes under control. "My move was my choice, you know that," I said. "This is a beautiful part of the country. I was thinking of moving here anyway. You were just the incentive I needed to get off my ass and do something. Listen, hon, my ex-wife is always going to play games with the children. Always. My coming down here was one of the ways I tell her that I refuse to play her game. I refuse to be held hostage by her."

She nodded. She's heard this before, also.

"I miss them, but I have to do things that make me happy, too. And children eventually leave home. I'm looking for something a lot more permanent. You know that."

She nodded again.

"Do you want me permanent?" she asked.

One of the most terrifying things you can ask a divorced person to think about is remarriage. A good percentage of remarriages fail. Most divorced people will tell you that one divorce per lifetime is more than enough. Unless, of course, you're my Uncle Zeb. He turned personal divorce into a growth industry: his ex-wives payed him alimony, but that's another story.

The only thing more terrifying than a second divorce is the thought of growing old alone. Which is why a lot of people get remarried anyway.

I fell back on the old Irish trick of answering a question with a question. "Is that a proposal of marriage?" I said gently.

She was quiet for a long time. Finally, she said "I'm not sure."

"Neither am I, dear. I would like to be your lover until one of us is sure. I want to be your friend forever. You already know my timetable." Two years is enough time to figure out if you're going to make it or not. Long enough to stop being on your "best behavior" all the time and find out what the other person is really like, short enough that if things don't work out, you don't feel like either party has wasted a lot of time.

In other words, enough time to have one or two big fights, just to see how you both handle it. To date we had not had a big fight. This is what I was waiting for. I was not going to pick a fight just to see what would happen. It had to be something that was real to one of us.

It scared me a bit to realize that if she had proposed, I probably would have accepted. Impulsive, emotional behavior is what got me into trouble the last time. And I was so in love with her.

I felt her nod. "I agree, you know that. I don't want to get burned, either. It's just..."

"It's just that the ambiguity gets you down?" I said.

"Yeah. It drives me a little crazy wondering, sometimes."

"Me too," I said. "I'm not going anywhere, though."

"I know," she said, "I'm sticking around, too."

And as our morning slid into early afternoon we held each other, and talked to each other, and loved each other. Our fears, for the moment, were held clutched close inside; a little less fearful for having been brought out into the daylight for a short time.

-Anonymous

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29 Mayıs 2013 Çarşamba

My Fantasy

Stepping out of the shower knowing that you will be knocking on my door anytime now. I grab a towel and start to dry my body as the cool air hits my body and I think about the touch of your hands on my body, my nipples harden and I can't resist the desire to touch breasts and run my hands over my body-imagining it was you. Gasping as my hand slides between my thighs brushing against my clit, I moan. My body is so alive with the knowledge that soon I will be wrapped in your arms with your male hardness buried deep inside me, your hands and mouth touching me, tasting me, I cum on my fingers with your name on my lips. I grab my satin robe and wrap it around my body, tieing the belt I leave the bathroom, grabbing my brush.

As I brush my hair there is a knock at the door. My body again comes alive knowing you are just on the other side of the door. I set my brush down, walking to the door, I open it and step back, my eyes drop to the ground-starting at your feet, slowly moving up the entire length of your body, briefly resting at your cock, up your chest, your chin, lips-smiling, your eyes. Once our eyes meet meet you see the fire burning in me that I have had for so long. Stepping into the house taking in the scent of my body-vanilla and sex. I can't help but smile as you groan, wrapping your arm around my waist pulling me hard against your body, your mouth crushing down against mine. Kicking the door shut, pullilng me with you to lean against the door as our kiss deepens, my soft body molding itself to your hard one.

Wrapping my arms around your neck pulling us even closer together. I moan and rub my body against you for more. I want to feel your body-skin to skin, I start to unbutton your shirt, leaving it tucked into your pants, slowly I slide it off your shoulders, down your arms-but not completely off. The feel of my hands burns a fire across your body-only made more intense by the cold door against your back. I pull my lips away from yours and start a trail of kisses and licks down your neck and chest, across your stomach. Running my hands up across your thighs, using my nails to trail paths up your back. "Woman!" you growl as you wrap your hand in my hair at the base of my neck, pulling me back up to full height, your lips once again crushing mine. Having driven you wild with wanting, my body is on fire. I can feel my body shaking with desire, my legs shaking so badly I can barely stand. Leaning into your body for support I feel your cock pressed against me, hard, warm, throbbing.

I reach down and run my hand down the length of your cock through your jeans and it leaps at my touch. I want to feel your cock. I want to feel the skin stretch as it grows in my hand while I slide my hand up and down its length. I unbutton and unzip your jeans, slowly sliding them off your waist, down your hips to rest on your thighs. Moaning you gently bite my bottom lip as my hand closes around the head of your cock. Gently I start to slide my hand down its length, slowly fucking you with my hand. You grab my shoulders and turn me around, my hand still stroking your cock. Sliding my robe off my shoulders you reach around and start to massage my breasts, pinching my nipples, caressing them. Biting my neck, moaning in my ear with each thrust of my hand against your body. "I want your cock inside of me." Sliding your hands under my robe, grabbing my ass, spreading my thighs, sliding your finger inside my wetness. My hand still fucking your cock slows down as you finger fuck me first with one finger then two.

The pre-cum on the head of your cock tastes so sweet as I put it in my mouth, licking my lips as I do. This is your undoing, one hand on my back pushing me to bend over, the other on your cock, sliding the head between my lips burying it deep and hard into my tight wetness. Wrapping your hand around my throat you pull me back to tell me how tight I am wrapped around your cock and how good it feels to slide back and thrust forward burying your throbbing hardness into me harder and faster with each thrust. Your fingers still soaked with my juices you slide them between the cheeks of my ass and start to rim my hole with your finger, relaxing me for your finger to slide in easily. "Don't stop!" I tell you as I turn to shoot you a very naughty look. "Oh yes, fuck me! Fuck my ass!"

Pulling your finger out of me, your throbbing cock from my soaking pussy, you rub your hardness against my ass to make sure there is enough lube so that you won't hurt me. Sliding the head into my ass I start to grind back against tou, telling you that I want more. SLowly inch by inch you push into my tight hole. Once buried deep inside of me, you rest your forehead against my back letting my body adjust to your huge cock buried deep in my ass. "Play with my clit." Spreading my legs as far as I can-exposing my clit to the cool air the hard little nub begs for your fingers to caress it, rub it, flick it. "I want to cum with you in my ass. Fuck me while you play with my clit." Reaching your arms around my waist your hands spread my pussy wider as your fingers find my clit and begin to rub against it, softly at first, "Harder!" Rubbing my clit harder as you begin to thrust in and out of my ass, with each forward thrust your balls slap against my clit along with your fingers. Your thrusts become shorter and faster, one hand spreading my lips apart, the other slapping against my clit. "Oh yes! I'm gonna cum! Oh God. Don't stop! Fuck my ass! Oh yes!" As my body starts to shake and tremble my cum covers your hands. I slide off your cock, take your hand and walk you to the couch and urge you to sit down. As you sit I lower my pussy onto your proud hardness, covering it with my cum as I begin to ride your cock, holding your hands behind your head. "Relax and enjoy me fucking you."

I start slow, your moans encourage me to go faster in shorter strokes up and down your cock, I start longer strokes up and down your cock, moving my hips back and forth. Leaning forward I whisper in your ear, "When you get ready to cum I want you to grab my shoulders and push hard into me. I want your cum burried deep inside me." I brought my lips to yours as I continued to ride your cock. Your moans changed to low growls as you neared this orgasm. Throwing your head back you grabbed my shoulders and thrust into me deep and hard several times as you buried your load deep inside of me, "I'm cumming, here it comes!" you growled. I slid my hands down and rubbed my clit back and forth as you came deep inside me, causing my body to cum all over your cock at the same time. Our juices mingle together sliding down your cock and my fingers, bringing my fingers to my mouth-tasting us together-so very sweet. Colapsing, exhausted against your chest, you wrap your arms around me, and move to lay down not to disturb our bodies still holding onto each other, you still burried inside me. Running your fingers though my hair we fall asleep for a short nap on the couch.

I awake a couple of hours later to your hard cock moving and growing inside of me, as you look at me lying on top of you. Your finger under my chin lifts my face for your lips to capture mine in an amazing kiss. With your arms around me you roll so that I am lying beneath you as you start to slide your cock in and out of me. Wrapping my legs around your hips, pulling you deeper into me...

I'll save that for a rainy day.

28 Mayıs 2013 Salı

Old High School Buddy...And His Wife!

Jerry was spending a few days with his old high school buddy, Bill, and his sister, Barbara. Jerry hadn't seen Bill in years, and when he found that he would be in his town on business, he had called to say hello. Bill had insisted that he stay with them, instead of at a motel. That evening, after a good dinner, the three of them were sitting in the den sipping wine and talking.

"By the way, Barbara, how did your class go today?" Bill asked his sister.

"Great," she grinned. "Wait until you see what we learned today."

"I can hardly wait," Bill grinned.

"What kind of class are you taking?" Jerry asked.

Barbara grinned wickedly. "Strip tease dancing!"

"You're kidding," Jerry laughed.

"Yeah, a group of girls talked one of their friends, who used to be a stripper, into teaching them the bumps and grinds," Bill told him. "They've promised to have a party and all the women are going to dance for all their men when they graduate! Barbara's been giving me a preview of what they do after every class."

"Yeah, he really gets off on it," Barbara grinned.

Jerry was a little surprised by Barbara's comment, but chose to ignore it. "How many girls are in the class?" he asked.

"There's three of us, not counting the teacher," Barbara answered.

"When is graduation?" he asked.

"Tomorrow night!" Bill told him. "I can hardly wait!"

"He just wants to see Margie Jackson strut her stuff!" Barbara laughed. "She's got the biggest pair of tits you've ever seen."

"I want to watch you strut around in front of those other guys, too," Bill said with a gleam in his eye. "Hey, you'll still be here, Jerry. Maybe they'll let you go to the show."

"Well, I thought of that while I was at class and asked if we could bring him," Barbara said. "All the girls want him to come. I think they like the idea of dancing naked in front of somebody they don't know. Be- sides, Gloria's husband is out of town, so we're going to be one man short."

"Great," Bill enthused. "Hey, I've got an idea," he said. "Why don't you dance for Jerry and me now?"

"Now?" Barbara asked, but with a twinkle in her eye.

"Yeah," Bill encouraged her.

"Yea, I think I'd like to do that," Barbara said. "How about it, Jerry. Would you like to see me strip?"

"Would I!" Jerry said.

"OK, Bill, you put the tape in the stereo while I get ready," she told him. "And you guys sit on the sofa."

Barbara left the room and Bill put a tape in the stereo. The two men sat on the sofa, facing the center of the room, Jerry on one end and Bill to his left.

"You're really going to like this," Bill grinned. "This gal has taught them some really raunchy stuff. It's great." But since there were about to watch Bill's sister, Jerry figured she would only go so far. After all, stripping in front of your brother was not something that he thought Barbara would really do.

"OK, Bill, turn on the music," Barbara called from the other room. Bill quickly switched on the tape and got back to his seat. The music started and Barbara came strutting into the room. She was wearing a miniskirt which came down to about mid-thigh, a short blouse which was not buttoned, just tied together below her tits, and a pair of high heeled shoes. She stopped in the middle of the room and slowly turned around in front of them. Then she began to dance, weaving and bumping and grinding in time to the music, her long black hair tossing as she danced, her hips swivelling smoothly with the music.

Barbara turned her back to the men and slowly began to slide the miniskirt up her legs, rolling her firm, round ass at them. Jerry felt his prick beginning to stiffen already! This cunt was as sexy as hell, even fully dressed. When the skirt was just below her ass, Barbara bent over, her legs straight and slightly apart. As she leaned over, Jerry could see just the bottom of the crotch of a pair of black panties! Then she swung back around facing them. Rolling and grinding her hips, she brought her hands up to her head, then slowly down to her breasts.

Jerry didn't know where he wanted to look the most, to see what she was going to do with her hands or to watch her crotch, where the mini- skirt was still clinging at crotch level and promising to give a peek of her panties again. He decided to watch her hands as she cupped her breasts through the blouse. She squeezed and rolled her boobs, making the gapping front of the blouse alternately open farther and close. Her hands slid down to the knot between her breasts and she slowly and teasingly undid it. Then, ever so slowly, she drew the blouse open, gradually exposing the sloping insides of her tits.

When the blouse was open almost to the nipples, she drew it up to expose the bottoms of her breasts, keeping the nipples covered. Then, suddenly, she jerked the blouse wide open. She had on pasties!

Barbara's breasts were beautiful, large and firm. Shrugging her shoulders, she let the blouse slide down her arms to the floor. Then, slowly, she began to squat down, her knees together, but pointed straight at Jerry. When she reached a squatting position, she slowly began to open her legs. At first, all Jerry could see was the smooth inside of her thighs. But then, gradually, he could see the crotch of her black panties. When her legs were wide apart, she leaned back on her hands, slowly rotating her pelvis in time with the music.

"You really like this, don't you?" she asked Jerry, eyeing the bulge in his pants. Jerry just grinned, glancing down at the tent his dick was making in his lap. Hearing a zipper, he glanced sideways at Bill. Bill had unzipped his pants and had his dick out, sticking straight up out of his pants, hard as a rock! Jerry was flabbergasted at what her brother was doing!

Barbara stood back up and unzipped the skirt. She let it slowly slide down her legs and kicked it off. Now she danced in front of them with nothing on but the pasties, her black bikini panties, and the high-heeled shoes. She kicked the shoes off and turned her back, rolling her ass at them. Slowly, she began to roll the bikini panties down, gradually exposing the crack of her ass. When the panties were rolled down below her ass, she turned to face them. She was wearing a G-string!

She pushed the panties down and stepped out of them. Barbara stood in front of Jerry, about three feet away, rolling her hips and looking at the huge bulge in his pants. She licked her lips.

"If you really like what I'm doing, why don't you do what my brother is doing, too" she teased him. Jerry looked over at Bill and saw that he was jacking on his prick, his fist sliding slowly up and down his hardon.

"Yeah, take that thing out and show her how much you like her" Bill told him. Forgetting that an incestuous scene was unfolding before his very eyes, Jerry unzipped his pants and unsnapped his boxer shorts. His dick sprang out of the opening, standing up big and proud. Barbara licked her lips at the sight of the big dick, watching as he slowly slid his hand up and down the big shaft.

Turning her back, Barbara bent forward at the waist, giving Jerry a view right up between her legs. She looked back at him from between her legs, eyeing his stroking fist. Then she straightened up and moved sensuously over in front of Bill.

She leaned toward him and said, "Take one." Bill reached out and closed his finger tips around one tit. He let his fingers slowly milk their way down her breast until he got to the pastie. Then, taking the pastie between his fingertips, he pulled it off! Her nipple was swollen to a hard point. Bill tweaked it between thumb and forefinger. Barbara reached down and gave the end of his dick a squeeze, then pulled away from him. Dancing up in front of Jerry, she leaned forward.

"Do you want to take the other one off?" she asked him.

"Yeah, take it off of her," Bill told him, the excitement making his voice low and husky.

"Wow, yes," was all he could say.

"OK, but you have to do it with your mouth," she told him. She leaned forward and cupped her breasts, bringing the left one to his mouth. He opened his mouth and gripped the pastie with his teeth. She pulled back and it came off, exposing a large pink nipple, swollen to a hard point! Jerry let the pastie drop from his mouth as she brought the other tit up and held the breast up to his lips.

"Lick it," she told him. He extended his tongue, licking the soft, swollen nipple. She removed that one and brought the other one to his lips.

"Suck her tits," Bill said, jacking on his dick.

"Suck it," she said. He took the nipple between his lips and began to suck on it. After a few moments, she pulled her tit away and straigh- tened up, backing up a few steps. She slid her hand down over her belly, then slid her middle finger down under the top of the G-string. Behind the thin wisp of cloth, she began to stoke her clit.

"If you want to see more, you'll have to show your appreciation, like Bill is doing," she told him. Jerry glanced at Bill and saw that he had taken his pants and shorts completely off. He was leaning back on the sofa with his legs spread. His big prick was sticking straight up, his fist slowly pistoning up and down on it. Jerry grinned and quickly removed his pants, shorts, shoes and socks. His dick stuck straight up in the air!

"Oh, yes," she breathed in appreciation, as he took his prick in his hand and wiggled it at her. Slowly, he began to slide his fist up and down on it.

"Now, show me more," he told her. She smiled and pushed the front of the G-string down to the top of her slit.

"Do you like shaved pussy?" she asked.

"Oh, yessss," he hissed between clenched teeth. Slowly, Barbara pushed the front of the cloth farther down her legs, exposing her slit. Suddenly, she stripped the G-string off, letting it slide down her legs to the floor. She moved right up in front of Jerry and spread her legs. Using her fingers, she pulled her cunt lips wide open, revealing the glistening, dark pink interior, the thick, swollen flaps, the hard, erect clit, alive with wetness as fuck juice oozed from her hole.

"Keep doing what you are doing with your right hand," she told him, indicating the hand which was sliding up and down his hard meat, "and feel how wet I am with the other." Jerry glanced at Bill. Seeing no objection from him, he obeyed Barbara's request. He slid his hand between her legs, his finger sliding up and down her wet slit. He rolled her clit with his fingertip, bringing a moan from her lips, then cupped her pussy with the palm of his hand, his middle fingertip finding the entrance of her drenched cunt. He let the fingertip swirl around in her hole for a few seconds, then pushed it deeper into her. She groaned, then pulled back a little as Jerry's finger pulled out of he cunt with a popping sound.

"OK, you guys stand up," she commanded. Quickly, they both rose to their feet, their pricks sticking straight out. Barbara knelt in front of Jerry and pushed his legs apart. She cupped his balls with one hand and gripped his hard cock with the other, sliding her hand up and down the length of his prick, watching pre-cum ooze from the tip. She leaned forward and licked it up. Her tongue then swirled around the big knob, drawing a moan of delight from him.

Parting her lips, she slowly lowered her mouth on Jerry's hard dick. He watched in amazement as half of his dick quickly disappeared into her hot mouth. Slowly, Barbara slid her lips back up until only the very tip of the cock was still in her mouth, then began to suck him back into her mouth again. Up and down his dick her lips traveled, her cheeks pulled in by the her suctioning action. Jerry couldn't believe it. Here he was, getting his dick sucked by his friend's sister while his friend watched and jacked on his dick.

"Yeah, Barbara, suck his dick," Bill encouraged her. Jerry glanced at Bill and saw that his fist was still moving up and down his swollen cock, jacking himself off in time with Barbara's sucking movements. Suddenly, releasing Jerry's dick, Barbara stood up and moved over in front of Bill. She turned her back to him and bent over. Reaching back between her legs, she took his dick in her hand and brought it to her cunt slit. Slowly, she pushed back onto him, and Jerry watched his friend's prick slowly immerse itself into his own sister's cunt. She held it there for a few moments, then pulled off of it.

She moved back over in front of Jerry and pushed him down on the sofa. She dropped to her knees in front of him, pushing his legs wide apart. Slowly, Barbara took his dick down her throat again, all the way to the balls! She glanced up at him, and began to slowly withdraw until only the end was in her mouth.

Looking down at Barbara, Jerry watched her suck his dick. She would slide her mouth far down his dick, taking as much in her mouth as she could, then slowly back up until only the end was still in her mouth. Then she would stop there, sucking on the big knob and licking it with her tongue, then she would start the whole cycle over again. Jerry knew he wasn't going to last long at this.

"Yeah, Barbara, suck him off," Bill told her, jacking on his dick as he watched the action. Changing her technique, Barbara began sucking vicously on the end of his cock. Jerry felt his balls tightening! His dick swelled as he felt the pressure moving up the shaft of his rod! Suddenly, he groaned and the end of his prick felt like it was exploding as the first strong spurt of cum shot into Barbara's mouth.

The cum hyngry bitch sucked on the end of his dick, her fist pumping his shaft, as spurt after spurt of cum shot into her mouth. Her throat worked as she swallowed, taking each spurt deep into her tummy. Finally, when the spurts turned to a dribble, she took her mouth off of his prick and began to slid her fist slowly up and down his shaft, pumping the last of his liquid out of him. When the dribbling cum finally stopped, she licked the end of his dick clean, then leaned back and grinned at him, licking her lips.

Barbara stood up. Without a word, she then pushed Jerry back and stood up on the sofa, straddling him. She brought her pussy to his lips, holding his head with her hands.

"Now it's your turn," she told him.

"Yeah, suck her pussy," he heard Bill say.

Jerry stuck out his tongue and flicked the end of her clit, drawing a moan of pleasure from her. He swirled his tongue around her swollen button, then licked down along her slit, swirling his tongue in the opening to her cunt. He brought his hands up to her ass, gripping her and holding her pussy against his mouth. His tongue moved up and down along her slit, licking her clit and her pussy opening. He probed between the cheeks of her ass with a finger.

Barbara groaned when his finger found her asshole and pressed against the tight opening. Continuing to lick her pussy, he wormed the end of his finger up into her rectal opening, twisting and pushing until he had it all the way in!

"Ohhhh, yessss," she gasped.

"Yeah, suck her pussy and finger her ass," Bill encouraged him.

Jerry slid his other hand up between her legs and pushed his middle finger all the way up into her juicy, hot pussy. He took her clit between her lips and began to suck on it, twirling his tongue around it as he sucked.

Suddenly, Barbara let out a low scream, grabbing his head and pulling his mouth tightly against her pussy. Her body quaked and quivered as she came! Finally, she pulled away from him and sank down on the sofa between him and Bill.

Jerry looked over at Bill, who had a big grin on his face and was still stroking a tremendous hard on! Bill slid down on his knees between Barbara's legs and, taking a leg in each hand and holding them up and wide apart, slid his dick up to the balls into the hot cunt. Jerry sat there and watched Bill's dick glide in and out of Barbara's pussy. Bill's prick was glistening with Barbara's pussy juice as it slid smoothly in and out of her well oiled channel.

Jerry felt his prick beginning to stiffen again as he watched Bill screwing Barbara. Barbara's head was thrown back and rolling from side to side. She seemed to be feeling intense pleasure. She looked over at him through glazed eyes. Spotting his hard on, she pointed at it and motioned for him to put it in her mouth.

"She wants to suck your dick while I'm fucking her!" Bill grinned at him.

Jerry got up on the sofa beside Barbara. She grabbed his prick and pulled in to her mouth, sucking the end in between her lips.

"Fuck her mouth!" Bill told him, as he slid his cock in and out of Barbara's juicy pussy.

Barbara grabbed Jerry's ass and began to push and pull, urging him to truly fuck her mouth. Jerry complied, sliding his dick in and out past her suctioning lips. He looked back at Bill, who was leaning back as he fucked Barbara's cunt so they could both see his prick sliding in and out of her.

Jerry could see the lips of her pussy opened wide as Bill's cock slid smoothly in and out. Her clit was standing up like a little thumb. She was moaning around the mouthful of cock that Jerry was fucking in and out of her mouth. Jerry couldn't believe how good it felt, especially considering that he had just cum.

"Let's trade places," Bill suggested. "I'm about to cum, and I want to shoot in her mouth. My sister loves to drink my fuck juice." He pulled his dick out or her pussy and moved to the other side of the sofa. Jerry yanked his cock from her mouth and stepped down from the sofa.

Evidently, the bitch had been too immersed in the pleasure she had been receiving from the cocks fucking her, and their plan to switch places for she cried out "You bastards. You fucking bastards. How could you take all of that cock from me. Somebody better fuck me. Somebody better fuck me right now."

Barbara groaned as her brother then rubbed his prick across her lips. She opened her mouth and he slid it in. Jerry took a leg in each hand and raised her feet to rest on his shoulders. He rubbed the end of his prick up and down in her juicy slit, then he heard her groan around the mouthful of dick as he slid it all the way up her cunt.

"This hot cunted sister of mine just can't get enough fuck meat, can she Jerry? The little bitch is fucking insatiable. Sometimes I think she's a fucking nymphomaniac." Jerry nodded his agreement as the cunt surrounding his cock felt like an oven. He watched Barbara's cheeks alternately puff out and pull in as Bill thrust his prick in and out of her mouth, going so deep that it looked like he was screwing it down into her throat. Barbara's hand was wrapped around the shaft of her brother's dick, so she was controlling the depth of his thrusts. Jerry was amazed at how far she was taking it.

Jerry looked down at his dong sliding in and out of her pussy. Her pussy lips were swollen thick and distended around his cock. Her clit was like a large red marble, sticking out so far that it bumped against the root of his dick every time he hit bottom in her. His dick was covered with a thick coating of her juices, and whatever Bill had leaked into her. She was so wet and slick that there was almost no friction, the sensation of fucking her being more one of intense heat than of actually sliding in and out of a tight cunt. It was almost like he couldn't feel the walls of her pussy, but at the same time he could feel them, softly surrounding his organ.

Suddenly, Bill let out a grunt. Jerry looked up just in time to see Barbara's fist pumping quickly up and down on his shaft as she madly sucked on the end of his dick. Jerry thought he could almost see Bill's dick throb as he pumped spurt after spurt of cum down his sister's throat. Barbara's throat was working madly as she tried to swallow everything he was pumping into her mouth, but some was leaking out the corners of her mouth. Finally, Bill's cock slipped from her mouth, leaving a thin string of cum from her lips to the end of his prick.

Jerry saw the wild look in her eyes and knew that she was very close to coming. He began to thrust visciously into her, ramming her so hard that her tits rolled back and forth. She began to gasp, then to moan. She arched her back and thrust her head back, her eyes clinched tightly closed. Suddenly, she let out a low-pitched scream and began to quiver all over. She was coming!!!

As Barbara came down from her orgasm, Jerry just held his dick still in her, buried to the hilt in her pussy. When she finally opened her eyes and looked at him, he just grinned at her.

She licked her lips and grinned lewdly at him, then began to roll her pelvis around his dick. He realized that she still wanted more. He withdrew and thrust into her again, then again. Suddenly, Jerry pulled back and completely removed his dick from her pussy.

"Nooooo," she moaned, feeling the sudden empty feeling when he withdrew. He slid his dick down past her pussy, down between her cheeks. When she realized where he was going, she pushed against his shoulders with her feet, not to push him away, but rather to elevate her ass.

Bill, who had collapsed on the sofa beside them, raised up to watch what was happening. He saw Jerry take his dick in his fist and rub the end around and around Barbara's puckered asshole. As he rubbed it around her ass, the head seemed to screw its way in just a little, her ass opening to allow the tip to move up inside just a little. When the entire knob was in, Jerry paused just a moment.

With the knob of his dick inside Barbara's hole, Jerry paused for a moment. He knew that the slick coating on his cock would allow him to bury it to the hilt in her ass with one thrust if he wanted to, but he wasn't sure that would be wise. His dick was about the same length as Bill's, but it was somewhat thicker. If she wasn't used to one quite that thick, it might hurt going in. He decided to test her.

Using short strokes, he began to slide it back and forth in her butt hole. She moaned as he withdrew and thrust forward. Jerry could see her asshole open to accept his shaft, could feel the clasping walls surround his cock as each thrust carried him a little deeper. He was using about half the length of his dick, and he could see her asshole pucker in and disappear as his shaft slid in and then seem to grasp his shaft and resist as he pulled back out. Suddenly, with a grunt of pure lust, he lunged forward, suddenly shoving the entire length straight up her ass. Her eyes popped wide open as his dick slid balls deep up her ass. She let out a groan, then a smile began to spread across her face as Jerry began to pump it in and out of her, fucking her ass with long deep strokes, using the full length of his dick.

"Wow," he heard Bill say. "Now that's ass-fucking!"

Barbara groaned in agreement as she rolled her ass around the invad- ing thrusting prick. Jerry's pistoning cock was sliding smoothly in and out of her now well lubricated butt-hole. Jerry glanced sideways at Bill and saw that his dick was hard again. He was sliding his fist up and down it, stroking it in time with the big dick going in and out of his sister's rectum.

Jerry was rubbing Barbara's slit with his forefinger in time with the strokes of his dick in her ass. She was moaning again, obviously nearing another climax. Jerry, too, was nearing another climax. He felt his balls tightening, felt the swelling, rushing sensation in the shaft of his dick. Grabbing her legs, he pushed them up until her knees were against her tits, spreading them wide for his assault. He began banging her vigorously, slamming his prick in and out of her ass hole, his hips slapping against her ass cheeks. She let out a groan and began quivering all over as she once again passed the peak of climax. Jamming his dick to the hilt in her soft ass, Jerry groaned as he came, spurting shot after shot of semen deep into her bowels. Suddenly, Bill raised up and moved up over Barbara, jacking on his prick furiously with his fist. He let out a gasp as he began to spurt, shooting his load all over his sister's heaving tits.

Jerry withdrew his wilting cock from her ass and gently let her legs down. She opened her eyes and grinned at them.

"Wow, guys, now that is what I call getting royally fucked!" she told them. They both laughed and grinned their agreement.

-Anonymous

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24 Mayıs 2013 Cuma

Boy Toy

We were lying in bed together on a lazy Sunday evening when I asked Jared the question I had been playing out in my head for the past few days. “Hey Jared?” I was snuggled up against his chest and began to lightly run my hand through the course hairs scattered across the top of his chest. We were both well sated after a pleasant evening of sex so he answered me with a lift of his eyebrows, gesturing for me to continue speaking. I dove into my question. “Could I take control of things one night? Like dominate you? Sorta make you my boy toy”, I spoke this last part as quickly as possible because I was not sure how he would respond and the words felt a little funny coming out of my mouth.

I like to consider our sex life to be pretty well balanced. Jared and I are both fairly creative and adventurous lovers and I believe neither of us had ever considered our sex life boring. We’ve had some pretty good times including a threesome, outdoor sex, and the occasional naughty photos posted online (without our faces showing, of course). Overall though, Jared tended to be dominant in the bedroom. Being submissive comes very naturally to me and I am quite comfortable in my role. However, lately I had been thinking about what it would be like to change that up, to take control over Jared for just one night, one night of making him my boy toy and pleasantly torturing him into a deep ecstatic state of pleasure.

“Your boy toy?!” Jared laughed and I felt his chest rise and fall as he tried to gain control and settle his laughter. I sat up to show him that I was serious. I looked down at him intently and he stopped laughing.

“Yeah…well…something like that,” I said to him, and I kept my voice very controlled and steady. He began to sense that this was important to me and that this was something I had thought about carefully.

Jared propped himself onto his elbows facing me. He shrugged his shoulders and then leaned over to place a soft kiss on my forehead. “I would love to be your boy toy” he told me and we agreed that on our next date night (3 days from now) Jared would let go of control and allow me to have his way with me. “I hope you don’t bust out a collection of whips and chains,” he said to me with a chuckle. “Or butt plugs,” he added in and this time his voice sounded a little unsure of himself.

I laughed at his slight discomfort. “Nope, lover, no whips and chains and probably not any butt plugs. I do however have an order for you. Do not masturbate or play with yourself until our date. Seriously. Do not cum,” I allowed my voice to be very stern and serious as I spoke to him.

Jared watched me with a mild look of surprise upon his face. He chuckled again. “Well ok…sure, no masturbation. I’ll be horny as hell but ok.”

“Promise,” I reminded him at the end of the night when he kissed me goodnight. He nodded his head at me and told me that he was actually looking forwards to this upcoming excitement.

On the morning of our date, I had to go about making some preparations for my boy toy evening. I took a trip over to a local sex toy shop. It felt empowering to visit the erotic store by myself as in the past I had always been accompanied by a friend or a lover. I got a few interested glances from male customers in the store as I confidently walked over to the back corner where I knew the more kinky merchandise was located. I selected a set of bondage restraints that could be fitted beneath the mattress of the bed and would allow me to tie both Jared’s arms and legs to the bed, guaranteeing that he would be able to do nothing more than squirm beneath me. I also picked up a simple rubber cock ring to experiment with deepening his erection or hopefully increasing some sensation for him.

I went back home with my new goodies and set the restraint system up on the bed. I set the cock ring on my bedside table along with a bottle of lube. I hopped into my shower and began to prepare myself for the evening by grooming my pussy and lathering up in some luxurious scented products. After drying off from the shower I changed into my outfit. I take my clothing seriously but I am not much of a high maintenance girl so I did not want to go too overboard with a crazy leather or vinyl dominatrix outfit. Instead I settled for a simple pair of black heels, black thigh highs with red lace tops held up by a black garter belt, a silky black skirt that barely covered my ass, and a red and black corset that did wonders for my breasts. I left my long hair hanging bare down my back and threw on a tiny bit of makeup and called my outfit complete.

I set myself down with a nice glass of red wine and waited in my living room for Jared to arrive. Luckily he did not disappoint me by arriving late. I stood up to greet him although I remained in place, giving him the full effect of the outfit and watching his reaction. His reaction was nothing short of pleasing me. He had a full grin sprouting across the edges of his face and his desire was something that seemed to have a presence of its own, I could feel the heat and the eagerness radiating off of him as he walked closer to me. “Nice outfit,” he said to me.

“Stop,” I said to him and he paused, settling down into his stance, his feet wide apart.

“Take off your clothes”, I said to him. He raised his eyebrows at me but he complied.

He started with his shirt, simply slipping it up over his head and then tossing it down to the floor. I watched in pride. I knew every line and curve upon his body but I tried to watch him as if I had never seen the show before. He glanced at me as he began to unbuckle his belt. I looked down at my drink as I took a sip, swishing it around in my mouth and pretending to look bored. I was far from bored. I already felt my pussy growing wet and there was a storm of nervousness brewing in my low belly. I wanted to pull this off. I wanted to pull this off oh so well.

I glanced back up and Jared was sliding his pants and boxers down his legs. He carefully stepped out of the pile of clothing. His cock was fully erect, pressed thickly and urgently against his stomach. I set my glass down on the table and I walked over to him. I wrapped my hands around the midsection of his cock. He was already fully erect but still I felt him jump to life in my hand, literally he was already pulsing with his excitement. He liked this game and Jared is used to masturbating every day and here I had commanded him to go three days without his usual masturbation routine. I knew he had obeyed me. I could feel his need, it was so very potent.

I stroked his cock up and down a few times in my hand, no goal in mind except warming him up. I squeezed the head of his cock lightly and he let out a gasp. I laughed and then wrapped my hands near the base of his cock and began to walk away forcing him to walk with me and to be led by his cock. He let out a sound of shock, some low guttural sound from deep inside his throat. “Follow me,” I said to him. I led him slowly like this, by the cock, down the hall to my room. We entered my room and I let go of his cock, turning around to watch his reaction as he saw the bed and the straps that it now contained.

“Well. That’s new,” he said with a slight laugh.

“Yeah. I went shopping. Now get on the damn bed,” I said to him. The harshness of my voice even surprised me. I watched the shock slide across his face but he carefully turned his expression into neutrality as he walked over to the bed. His cock bobbed slightly up and down as he walked. It was a nice sight. He awkwardly sat down on the bed and then glanced at me. I shook my head at him, “on your back,” I said to him.

He lay down on the bed and I walked over to him. I started with his hands. I picked up the first strap and cuffed it around his wrist. I walked around the bed to grab the opposite wrist. I watched him testing his first wrist, trying to pull against the cuff. I understand what it’s like. Even though you know you can’t break free you still just have to give it a try. I cuffed his second wrist. I walked over to his feet and stretched out his first feet so I could tie it to the bottom corner of the bed and then I cuffed his second foot as well. He was spread eagle right on the bed and he must have liked it because boy there was an eager grin tugging at his face and his cock looked as if it was throbbing with need. I thought I even spotted a droplet of precum along the tip. Jared is quick with his arousal and I certainly love precum so I always welcomed that from him.

I stood at the foot of the bed looking down at him for a minute and then I turned around and began to walk out the room. “Hey! Where you going?” Jared yelled out to me.

“Getting my drink. I’ll be back.” I called out over my shoulder. I took my sweet time walking to the living room to pick up my drink and then I stood there holding it for a few minutes, stalling, just for the sake of drawing out his excitement. When I walked back to the room Jared was still hard as a rock and he was tugging his arms against the restraints. “I wouldn’t waste your energy,” I said as I watched him. I set my drink down on the bedside table and I grabbed the cock ring. I held it up for him to look at. He raised his eyebrows at me. “Decoration for that lovely cock of yours,” I said to him as I walked over and gripped his thickness in my hands. I carefully lowered the cock ring over the head of his cock and pushed it all the way down to the base of his cock. It looked like a tight fit. His cock was pulsing in my hands and the velvety head of his cock was indeed moist with precum. Jared looked down at his cock in interest. “How’s it feel?” I asked him.

“Hard. I feel hard, I feel really fuckin hard,” and there was hunger and a low trace of growl in his voice.

I picked up my drink and carefully held it in my left hand as I climbed onto the bed and straddled Jared’s waist. I felt my skirt ride up high. I carefully set some of my weight down along his belly. I slowly tipped my glass allowing a few drops of wine to splatter over his left nipple and down the middle of his chest. He gasped in surprise. I giggled and leaned down to flick my tongue across his nipple which instantly hardened against my tongue. “Mmm, you do feel hard,” I licked a long line across his chest, licking up my trail of wine. I picked up my glass again and tipped it over his opposite nipple. I licked the wine and then bit down softly against his nipple, loudly sucking as much of his flesh into my mouth as I could and then digging my teeth lightly against his skin to leave a gentle bite mark. Jared did not know how to respond to this. I felt his body tense up and his breath quicken.

I dropped my weight over to the side of Jared and set both my knees down against the bed so I was no longer straddling him. I tipped the glass of wine over his belly and then licked up the dark liquid. He giggled as I tongued the soft flesh of his belly and I felt his legs attempt to thrash against the restraints. I reached over to set my glass back down on the table, giving him a nice view of my ass and bare pussy. He made a sound from low in his throat. I settled back down alongside him and started licking across his hip. This is one of his most sensitive spots and I kissed the tender flesh softly and reverently. I rested my head against his thigh and glanced over at his cock. I love being eyelevel to his erection like this.

“Tonight you will not be allowed to cum until I tell you to,” I spoke the words while I was looking at his cock but then I tipped my head upwards to catch his eyes after I finished speaking. He nodded down at me and then he closed his eyes as if he was suddenly overwhelmed.

Without using my hands I leaned over and licked a long smooth line from the base of his cock up to the ridge that encircled his head. He let out a moan and I felt his body tense up against the restraints. Mmm, restraints were fun. I wrapped one hand around the base of his cock and leaned over to flick my tongue against the tip of his cock. Jared was all moans as I took his head into my mouth, thrashing my tongue against his hardness while rubbing my fist up and down his shaft.

I spent the next few moments sucking his cock in and out of my mouth, teasing him as much as I could. I took him out of my mouth and rubbed the head of his cock against my face, smearing the mixture of precum and saliva across my lips and jaw. I released his cock allowing it to settle down pressed against his stomach and I leaned over and blew gently upon the ridge of the head. Jared exhaled in a sharp and jagged release of breath. I glanced up at him. I was hearing all sorts of sounds that I had never heard from him before.

I intended to straddle Jared next with my pussy only inches from his face. I hoisted a leg up on either side of him and carefully lowered myself down over his chest. I kept my pussy about 6 inches away from his face giving myself plenty of access to his cock. I reached over and squeezed his hardness and took it into my mouth again, loudly licking and smacking my lips against the head of his cock. I put some movement into my hips, sashaying back and forth and thrusting my hips to indicate how into this I was getting. I knew Jared was enjoying the visual. “Oh baby…please?” he cried out as I stroked his cock while slathering my tongue side to side against his head.

I released his cock and pressed my hands down into the bed for support as I turned myself around so that I was still straddling him but now facing him. “Oh baby, please?” I mimicked him as I lifted my bottom off his chest and raised my skirt so my pussy was revealed. I placed one finger against my clit and began rubbing my hot little nub of flesh. I lowered my hand and slid one finger inside my pussy, feeling my tight walls hugging the finger and loving the expression of arousal upon his face. I finger fucked myself, letting myself get real into the sensation, thrusting my hips and riding my slender finger as much as I could. I slowly pulled my finger out, feeling it thickly drenched in my creamy arousal. I reached over and traced my wet finger across his bottom lip. His tongue eagerly darted forth to caress my finger and I let him suck my finger deep into his mouth, gasping pleasantly in surprise as he grated his teeth against me. I pulled my finger out of his mouth and I could not resist, I had to lean down and kiss him, sweetly pressing my lips against his, just a quick little kiss. I pulled back and giggled.

I climbed off him and removed my skirt, preparing myself to receive oral pleasure from him. I straddled him again, this time positioning myself over his face and then slowly lowering down. I gasped when I felt the lips of my pussy press against his warm moist mouth. He parted his lips, opened his mouth wide, and explored my folds with his tongue. I felt almost as if he could swallow me whole; swallow the most intimate parts of me. His tongue thrashed against the lips of my pussy and he pulled his head back slightly as he sucked deeply on my swollen outer lip. I cried out in pleasure and lowered myself closer to his face, grabbing onto the headboard for support and pressing forward slightly so that his nose bumped against my clit. I almost lost control at that point.

I settled down so that my pussy was directly over his mouth. I began to hump his tongue and his lips, thrusting my hips forwards in an attempt to get more attention focused on my clit. I could feel his face and chin growing slick with my wetness. The tip of his tongue curled up and slid delicately into my fuck hole. I bounced up and down, trying to ride that tongue as if it were a mini cock. The scent of my arousal was filling the air now and I started moaning in pleasure as I rubbed my pussy against his mouth. As if in response to my enthusiasm, Jared started moaning as well, the muffled vibrations of his moans trapped beneath my pussy sent me even farther over the edge. My hips could not stay still and I desperately needed more attention on my clit. I felt my nipples tighten and my upper thighs began to shiver and shake. I felt an orgasm beginning to grow in my belly, the muscles contracting across my abdomen and I felt as if my clit grew even harder. “UUUGGGHHH” I cried out wordless sounds as I humped my clit against his face. Heat began to travel from my low belly down deeper into my pussy. My mind began to go blank and all I could focus on was rubbing harder and harder, my clit sliding up and down the wetness over his mouth and bumping against his nose. Everything tightened inside me and I screamed my pleasure as the contractions started riding through my body and I came loud and hard against his face.

I slowly slid off his body and carelessly threw myself down on the side of the bed. I felt as if everything in my body was still shuddering, especially my clit, riding out the ending waves of that orgasm. I recovered for a few more moments and then glanced over at Jared who was panting lightly and watching me in amusement. He still had my juices glistening all over his chin and mouth. I reached over and lightly rubbed his chin clean. “Intense cum?” he asked me with a wide grin. I realized that he was really getting into this whole submissive boy toy thing.

“Yeah and I’m not done,” I reached over to the bedside table and grabbed the bottle of lube. I glanced over at Jared and his eyes grew wide. He had no idea what I was going to use that bottle of lube for. I glanced down at his cock and saw that he was partially erect. I set the bottle of lube down and decided to take care of his cock first. I grabbed his thickness and began to stroke him up and down in my fist. After he got nice and hard I rubbed my palm over the top of his head causing him to moan hard and attempt to throw his head back in pleasure. I grabbed the lube again and held the bottle face down, about a foot or so over Jared’s cock. I gently squeezed the bottle, allowing a steady stream of lube to pour out and land on his cock, sliding down his balls towards the bed. Yeah, the sheets would need to be cleaned after this but oh well. I carefully tipped the lube bottle upwards, capped it, and set it back down. Jared’s cock was slick with lube and I took him into my hands again rubbing that slick artificial wetness up and down his length and then I slid my hands downwards to cup his balls, gently squeezing.

I positioned my body upwards over him, setting my knees down on either side of his narrow hips, straddling him. “Do not cum until I tell you to, ok?” I reminded him. He nodded wordlessly at me glancing down preparing to watch me press my pussy against his cock, thinking that I was probably going to start riding him.

I kept his cock pressed against his stomach as I lowered my pussy and I began to rub my pussy lips up and down over the length of his cock. His cock was so wet and slick, as was my own pussy after the orgasm that I was easily able to create the type of friction I wanted, humping his cock without getting his head anywhere near inside my entrance. Jared was moaning and pulling hard against his restraints.

I dropped my body weight over to one side so that I could grab his cock with my right hand and I pointed his cock upwards at a comfortable angle. I lifted my hips and positioned my wet hole over the top of his cock. It took all the effort and discipline on my part for me to only lower just the first inch or so of his thick cock head into my pussy. He felt so good sliding into me like this, just fucking in and out of the first inch of my pussy. I used his cock like a toy, riding it up and down but not sliding anymore than the first two or three inches of him inside my tight pussy. I was not sure how much longer I could draw this out.

I felt a deep emptiness inside my pussy, my body desperate to just plunge his entire length into me. I wanted to ride his cock as fast and as hard as I could, knowing that he would not be able to move, tied to the bed, as I took my pleasure over and over. I cried out and did it then, I released his cock from my hand and I let his slick bulbous head pierce my pussy and I rode out the pleasure, I let my body slide down, my pussy walls tightly hugging his cock as I slowly lowered all the way down. Jared let out a long sigh of pleasure and I glanced at him and saw his eyes fluttering.

This was a delirious pleasure for us both. His cock was sheathed all the way inside me. I felt the ridge of the cock ring pressing against the entrance to my pussy. I could take no more of him into me. I rode him then. I let loose and I just completely fucked him. I lifted my hips up and down, plunging his length in and out of me and then I took him back into me as deeply as I could. I sat there rocking back and forth, feeling his cock stretching the walls of my pussy. It was so wet. My wetness was slowly trickling down my thighs and the base of his cock was so slick and slippery from both me and the lube. I ground my clit into his pelvis and I felt the orgasm began to boil inside me, slowly and quietly making itself known. My muscles clenched up and I knew that this orgasm was going to rip through me quicker than the first one had.

“Oh god, Jared…Jared…when I go you go, ok?” I thrust up and down and then circled my hips in an eager frenzy. “Don’t cum until I cum,” I pressed my weight forward and ground my clit even harder against his body, driving his cock deeper and deeper inside me, almost to the point of pain as I felt the top of his cock bump near my cervix.

“OH GOD YES!” I cried out nonsense as I fucked myself up and down on his cock and finally the orgasm overtook me. The contractions ripped through my body, violent and angry, almost like an assault on my sensory system. I collapsed downwards, the muscles of my pussy still milking his cock and at that moment as my pussy tightened around him I felt his release. I felt the force of his ejaculation deep inside me and I knew that he had cum and that his orgasm was just as intense as my own.

“Fuck yeah,” I slowly lifted my pussy and slid off of his softening penis. I fell to the side and lay on my back trying to catch my breath. “Incredible,” I said quietly to myself. I glanced over at Jared. He was still recovering from his orgasm. I carefully slid the cock ring off his soft cock as he struggled to catch his breath.

I sat up and leaned over towards the top of the mattress so I could begin to undue his restraints. I freed his arms and they encircled my waist before sliding down over my ass. “Naughty girl, you gave me quite the ride,” and he squeezed my ass hard. I let out a girlish giggle.

“Leave me alone or I’ll keep your legs tied all night”.

“I wouldn’t mind a repeat of this sometime,” he said as I reached down and undid his legs.

“Yeah?” I glanced up at him with my eyebrows raised. He nodded at me and wiped his hand across his forehead, rubbing at some droplets of sweat hugging his hairline.

“Sounds good. You’re my favorite toy to use,” I settled my body against the length of his and he threw one leg over my hip and drew me in against him as close as he could. The sharpness of our pleasure gave way to soft intimacy and each of us dozed off into a light contended sleep.

-Kalia

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21 Mayıs 2013 Salı

The Photo Booth!

I've always been a bit of a risk-taker. I was the first kid to climb the slide, first kid to stand on the monkey bars, first kid to fall off the monkey bars. It's what people know about me; if there's a challenge issued, I'll not only take it, I'll do my best to exceed the expectation.

It doesn't always work out to my advantage, but in my twenty five years my 'rise to any challenge' attitude has gotten me more positive results than I've seen in my more staid friends' lives.

Such was the case when I was seeing Daniel. He was a tall, handsome man, and knew how to push all of my buttons. We spent a summer together, and I learned more about sex in that summer than I have with any of my other lovers. So, I imagine, did he.

It had all started off innocently enough; as innocent as anything does in the midst of a passionate affair in which the only thing you really share with each other is an insatiable hunger for each other's bodies.

Daniel and I had spent the afternoon in bed, and the sun was beginning to set. A warm orange glow filled my bedroom, and I could have purred from the contentment I felt with his hands running over me. A whole afternoon of play, and I was still yearning for his touch, meeting it where I could.

"I think we'll go out tomorrow." It was a statement, one which sounded completely like I had no say in the matter whatsoever.

"Do you?" I asked, propping myself up on one elbow as I studied him. My small palm slid down his chest, circling the perfect pink nipples and dipping lower into the hair below his navel.

"Yes. And you're to wear a skirt. Short. No underwear."

I wasn't sure that I liked his tone, despite how hot the outfit sounded. However, when I opened my mouth to protest, he kissed me.

After he'd ravaged my mouth, he smirked at me, a dimple showing in his left cheek as he did it. "If you protest, you'll have to go without a bra too."

His eyes were daring me. I knew it, just as I knew that what I wore the next day would be entirely up to me. But it was a challenge, and I liked challenges.

The next morning I slipped into the tiniest skirt I owned, matching it with a plain tee, and nothing else. I'd show him what I thought of his mocking graciousness in 'allowing' me to wear a bra.

When he saw me, he only smirked, and I couldn't help but tremble in anticipation. I knew what had to be coming. A guy didn't tell a girl to wear clothes that made her so easily accessible without, well, accessing her.

But Daniel knew a thing or two about prolonging the foreplay, and lord was this foreplay. The breeze lifted my skirt slightly as we walked. On one hand the breeze served to cool my heated flesh, something for which I was grateful, but with every small lift in the air, my skirt would rise, nearly exposing me to anyone who cared to look.

I was wetter than I'd ever been, and Daniel barely seemed to notice. He walked with his arm around me, hand on my hip, and occasionally he would let long fingers trail down to toy with the hem of it. A couple times I had to bite my tongue to keep from pleading with him to touch me.

Just when I would begin to fidget from the pool of heat that he was stirring in me with his light touches, he would stop.

We lasted an hour. He'd walked me through the busiest area of town. There was construction, a new bank going in, or something, and the workers were below us. Had any of them looked up, they'd have seen everything. And then he paraded me through the mall.

He taunted me, inching my skirt up at the back ever so slightly, and I ached from it, torn between loving the thrill and hating that he could play my desires so skillfully. If he had wanted to sit on one of those stupid over-stuffed chairs in the middle of the mall and have me straddle him there for all to watch, I'd have done it.

As it was, he pulled me to a photo booth and hiked the stool up as high as it would go, the seat nearly visible in the shot. A lap certainly would be. He smirked at me again as he slid his change into the slot and then I was on the seat, legs wide as he dipped his head to taste me.

He licked lightly at first, teasing me, and I bit my tongue to keep from moaning. We were technically in public, and this sort of thing was frowned upon. But as his tongue circled my clit and he slid two long fingers into me I couldn't help but gasp. And the first light flashed.

Feet were passing outside the booth and I realized that once these photos were done anyone could see them; the thought only served to turn me on more. There was a sense of the unknown that I'd never felt before, and I writhed under his ministrations. He sucked on my clit and I came with a shuddering sob as the second flash went off.

He wasted no time in loosing his already hard cock from the confines of the trousers he'd been wearing, and he maneuvered himself onto the seat, settling me on top of him. I was still trembling from the aftermath of my climax, but he slid into me and I was hard pressed not to groan. The third flash went off.

We had little time before the fourth and final flash was to go off, and I worked as quickly as I was able, bouncing on top of him for a moment before he stiffened. "I'm going to come," he murmured, and I slid off of him to take him into my mouth.

The look on his face was one of surprise as my mouth closed over his shaft. He fisted his hands into my hair as I sucked on him, and he came as the final light flashed.

I swallowed quickly and the two of us took a moment to adjust ourselves. I was suddenly intensely grateful for the delay of printing that these photobooths were famous for. Daniel pulled me close and gave me a thorough kiss as his hands twitched the curtains open. After we retrieved the very naughty photos, we went home.

Somewhere in the bottom of one of my drawers, there's a set of risque photos from a photo booth. I keep them as a memory; the feeling of a hot mouth on me as strangers strode by. They still evoke a sense of danger and the edge of desire that we had toppled over that day.

I still have an appetite for for going almost-public. I daresay it's one of those risks that's paid off, again and again.

-N. Baker
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20 Mayıs 2013 Pazartesi

Away For Work

I was in another city for work, and it had been a long day. After a shower and dinner alone, I decided to stop by my hotel's bar for a drink before bed.

Sitting at the bar, which was sparsely populated by a few couples, as well as some solo travellers like myself, I ordered a drink and started perusing a newspaper someone had thoughtfully left behind.

Making small talk with the barmaid, I noticed a youngish man come to the bar. He politely ordered a bottle of champagne and a single glass. After I'd made a comment about drinking alone, I asked if he wanted to drink with me at the bar and join in the small talk. It was about 10.30pm and the bar had emptied except for the 3 of us. Introducing himself as Andrew, I shook his hand and introduced myself. We were talking about work and the reasons for our trip, and making small talk when he let slip that the reason he'd ordered a bottle of champagne was that it was his birthday. I congratulated him, and since I'd finished my drink, I ordered another bottle of champage for us to share.

At that point, the barmaid mentioned that the bar closed in 5 minutes, but we were free to take our drinks to our rooms. Andrew offered for us to go to his room, as it was a king suite, so it had a proper lounge area - rather than the small box with a bed I had been given.

Walking to the elevators I realized that I was a married man, in a strange city, going to another mans room with a bottle of champagne...I'd had encounters with men when i was young and single, so I was no stranger to sex with a man, but I had no hint that Andrew was gay, or even remotely interested, so I dismissed those thoughts as I was both a little drunk, and horny.

After we entered the room, we sat and toasted Andrews birthday, and I couldnt help but notice how much nicer his room was than mine.

"One of the perks for working for a government minister - you should see the bathroom!"

I followed him through the bedroom into a large bathrooom with a huge spa bath.

"Big enough for four people," I commented.

"I was thinking of having a spa later to wind down," he said. "You can join if you like..." 
I noticed he was looking directly at me when he said that - and I thought a bit before I heard myself say, "Sure - but I don't have a bathing costume."

He smiled, and said, "It's ok, neither do I. Go and pour us another drink and I'll run the water."

I went back to the lounge area and filled our glasses. I could hear water running as he joined me and we sat and made more small talk. Although there was a definite tension in the air, it was relaxed and we shared a few laughs.

After a while, Andrew went to check the water, and came back - "It's ready if you are," he laughed.

My heart leapt into my throat - what if I am getting the wrong signals - what if I offend him if I get turned on?

"Come on mate - waters getting cold! - dont forget the drinks."

I entered the bathroom to see him naked, entering the water. Smooth and lightly tanned he smiled and said, "Get that gear off, I'm not going to be the only one naked in here!"

I slowly started undressing - embarrassed as I knew I was turned on, and once I was naked it would be quite easy to notice. My cock is quite thick and cut, and about 7 inches long.

"Oh wow, I thought i was the only one turned on," he said with a laugh. "It's ok, blame the champagne!" He stood as i climbed the steps to the bath and could see he was semi erect. He offered his hand to help me enter the bath and I settled sitting across from him.

We made small talk and finished our drinks as we settled in the warm water.

"So do you often invite men to join you in your spa?" I asked.

"Only guys i like," he replied with a smile.

At that point I could feel his foot sliding up my thigh until it started slowly rubbing against my now hard cock.

"Mmmm I thought so," he said. "So do you like being naked with me in my bath?"

"I thought that was obvious - the question is - do you like me being naked in your bath with you?"

He looked at me and smiled - then stood up. His beautiful shaven cock stood hard and erect in answer to my question.

"Bring it to me," I heard myself say. He moved towards me, and I couldn't take my eyes off it. About 6 inches long, not too thick but perfectly formed. I could see the pre cum glistening amongst the water droplets. Slowly I opened my mouth, as if in slow motion and took the head of that cut cock in my mouth. I could hear Andrew gasp as I took him completely in my mouth, my hands on his hips drawing his cock into my throat. Slowly and surely I sucked his cock while I alternated hands to stroke it and play with his balls. Sitting him on the edge of the bath I was able to take control of his cock, using both long deep strokes and light soft licks of the shaft.

"Oh my god, Greg - i won't last long."

"Cum on my face mate, I want your load all over me!" I was turning into a cock loving slut and I wanted more as i could hear him moaning. Quickly he withdrew his cock and told me he was cumming. Staying close to his cock I looked him in the eye and told him to blow all over me. Moaning louder he pointed his cock at my face and told me he was cumming. Long strands of cum shot clear and landed on my chin and cheeks, dripping to my lips. Drawing me to him he licked my face clean and kissed me deeply.

As I sat back on the spa seat to gather my thoughts, Andrew climbed out of the bath and left the room, entering soon again with something.

"Greg, i have no idea how we got to this stage, but I want you to know, I am gay, in a long term relationship and have never done this before - I mean, I have never cheated on my partner before."

"Its ok Andrew - I am a married guy and havent been with a man for 15 years - it just happened, its no big deal."

"Well, if that just happened - I want you to make something else happen....fuck me.. I want your hard cock in me for my birthday - hard and deep."

I didnt need any encouragement - I was completely turned on and wanted his ass badly.

"Of course mate - it is your birthday after all!"

Laughing, he stepped back into the spa - I could see he was holding condoms and satchels of lube, which he placed on the side of the bath.

"Well how do you want me big boy?" he laughed. I stood and he bent to take my engorged cock into his mouth. As I stood there watching his mouth working my cock I ran my hand down his spine and along the split of his beautiful smooth ass, moaning as my fingers started feeling my way inside him. Taking his mouth off my cock he stood and kissed me deeply.

"Bend over the side," I told him. Turning away from me he bent over, and I got on my knees and started using my mouth on his ass. Kissing and licking, probing inside him, finding his young hole and slowly working it with my tongue. Hearing him moan louder, and push back towards me i probed deeper, my hand reaching under to massage his cock and balls.

"Oh god yes Greg....i want you inside me."

Taking a moment to open a sachet of lube I started slowly working a finger inside him, then two. Telling him how tight he was, and how I couldnt wait to fuck him, I could hear him emitting a gutteral moan, softly asking me to fuck him.

Slowly, I unwrapped and slid a condom onto my cock, then rubbed in the remaining lube. I could see Andrew turn to watch as I prepared my cock and pressed it against his ass. Sliding it between his cheeks he was moaning, telling me how much he wanted my hard cock. Then deliberately, I pressed the head of my thick tool against his man hole.... slowly it gave way and the thick head and shaft started sliding inside him. He was so tight, and as he pushed back on me, forcing me deeper inside him I reached under to play with his cock and balls. Finding his cock nice and hard I stroked it and he leant back towards me so I could kiss his neck and back. Slowly we started moving together, my cock deep inside him, his hands gripping the baths edge as I held his throbbing cock, which pulsed in reaction to my cock pressing against his prostate.

The feeling was intense as we slowly fucked. What seemed like an age was probably minutes when i could feel an orgasm building inside me.

"Oh Andrew, I need to cum soon.."

"Keep fucking me Greg, I will cum too.."

As I held his hips, Andrew took a hand off the bath to stroke his cock. We fucked hard and fast. So deep, so primal. Two men lusting after each others cum until I reached the point of climax.

"Oh Andrew I need to explode....!"

"I am cumming too Greg, keep fucking me deep, cum inside me!"

Our gentle moans had turned into hoarse whispers and shouts as we came together, my load filling the condom inside Andrews ass and his load slapping against the now tepid water. Sinking into the water we held each other for a moment, my cock still inside him, my arms around his chest, kissing his back soflty as we collapsed into the water.

Removing himself from my arms Andrew turned and kissed me on the lips.

"Thank you, for giving me the best birthday present I could want!"

-Anonymous

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15 Mayıs 2013 Çarşamba

Taking Control


My husband and I are both professionals whose work requires extensive travel. We sometimes are separated three or four weeks at a time. We both can become very horny in that length of time. Both of us work out extensively when home, and at corporate or hotel facilities when away from home. We are in our mid thirties. Jack is very lean and agile and when fully aroused can produce a good 9 inches and cums in copious amounts. I’m 5'5”, dark hair, olive complexion and considered quite attractive and am in the fashion industry.

Recently, I retained the services of a friend who owns a private detective service. My suspicions were confirmed when I received a call that the investigation was complete and the results could be reviewed in the office at my convenience.

Nice pictures of Jack and his secretary, she on her knees giving him a blow-job. I had mixed emotions. I was pissed and aroused at the same time. After leaving the office, I called a very good friend to discuss my problem.

After more than a few drinks at her place, she asked to see the pictures. After seeing the pictures, she said, “Well, that's sure good evidence. You have him right by the short hairs. You could either divorce him and take everything he’s got or have complete control. Which do you prefer?"

I opted for complete control and enlisted her aid in the project. Clair said she would talk to a very close girlfriend of hers about the subject of complete control. I did not know this other friend of hers but had seen her in a few fashion magazines.

Following her instructions, I confronted Jack. At first he hit the ceiling, but soon it became evident that he didn’t have any choice. After many hours of arguing and so forth, Jack agreed to do what I wanted. I think he also realized he might enjoy it as much as I was going to enjoy it. Maybe in his own way, even more!

Now I had gained control!

I met with my friend Clair and her friend Brianna to review numerous films and magazine articles on everything regarding B&D, watching, slave training, etc. With full control, I opted to try it all! I was going to put him through everything.

We arranged to meet at Brianna’s apartment to begin our games with Jack.

After arrival at Brianna’s luxury apartment, Jack was turned over to Brianna for her to train. I watched.

Out of the master suite walked two very sexy friends of Brianna’s who were going to assist in the evening’s initiation. We all watched some films of training on the VCR, which included the auto fellatio video Up And Over we had bought from Adam & Eve. After reviewing the very arousing videos, we started Jack's training.

The other two girls and I relaxed on the couch as Brianna the beautiful dominatrix took over.

She was dressed in a very sexy black outfit with spike heels. Being tall anyway, she was even more so in spike heels.

She ordered Jack to strip in front of his audience. Then she ordered him to stroke his cock for the girls. Next she placed a cock ring device on, to preclude his ejaculation until ordered by his dominatrix.

I was enjoying watching Jack’s humiliation and was becoming more and more aroused as I watched. My hand moved between my legs, feeling the juices beginning to flow.

Brianna ordered him to undress the other two girls and service them.

After undressing them, he licked their cunts and beautiful asses, too. This took quite some time and I enjoyed the show, watching his tongue go all over their bodies, all over their cunts and then deep inside. And he did a real good job on their asses too. Brianna saw to it that he did.

Next Jack put on a garter belt and silk stockings and heels. Now the humiliation was getting me very excited. I got a lot of great pictures of Jack in his new outfit.

Brianna ordered Jack to lie on his back. One of the girls leaned down to stroke his cock; the other girl sat on his face, spreading her cheeks and lowering her twat right over his mouth.

His dominatrix now put on a strap-on cock. She used it to fuck one of the girls to an incredible orgasm, and said, "All right, slave, beg your mistress for permission to lick all the cunt juice from her ‘cock‘.” Jack hesitated a minute. With that, his mistress said, "OK, you will pay for not doing as ordered. And I mean pay!”

I was enjoying watching Jack’s humiliation.

Brianna ordered Jack to again lie on his back and stroke his cock for the girls. Brianna then put a loop around each wrist and secured him to the brass king size bed. One of the girls put a pillow under Jack’s ass while the other put KY jelly around Jack’s asshole, and then put the opening of the tube in his asshole and squeezed the KY jelly into his rectum.

Jack was instructed to suck one girl while the other slowly stroked his enlarged cock. Jack had not been allowed to ejaculate during his long session and by now, his balls were ready to explode. His mistress looked over at me and I could tell she was getting ready for his final humiliation for the evening.

I was enjoying watching every minute of this action. Jack had to do as instructed and he knew it!

Brianna ordered me to get the camera and get some nice pictures of this slave in action.

The girls pushed him back so that his cock was only inches from his face. His mistress ordered him to lean forward and lick his own cock for his mistress to see. He hesitated, then leaned forward and his tongue was able to lick the tip. One girl pulled off the snap of the restricter around his balls. The mistress then got into position with her strap-on and started easing it into his virgin ass.

I couldn't believe it. The girls positioned him perfectly so he was now able to take his own cock in his mouth. His mistress now had the strap-on cock all the way in his asshole and was thrusting in and out at a faster and faster rate.

There I was, my hand between my legs, rubbing my clit harder and harder as I watched this tall, magnificent creature, this incredible dominatrix with her huge strap-on, fucking my husband in the asshole. And from the look on his face, he was in ecstasy. I never saw a look like that on his face before. I came, and then I came again and again and again.

One of the girls reached over with her hand and proceeded to jack him off with his cock tip in and out of his mouth. I could see Jack‘s balls pull up tight against his butt and I knew he was about to cum. He let out a shout and then he exploded, a huge load of semen shooting out of his cock into his waiting mouth. His mistress ordered him to swallow it.

The girl that jacked him off took his cock and rubbed it on his face and lips and then squeezed another big glob out. They left my husband tied to the bed for a while. I sat down next to him and placed my fingers on his asshole. I ran a finger around the rim and then slid it in. It was large, open, and relaxed. A second and then a third finger easily slipped in. His limp cock stirred and I wrapped my other hand around it. Working my finger around inside his asshole made his cock get hard again, and I jerked him off just to see what it would feel like.

I got nice pictures of the whole thing. I now have complete control and I love it. I also discovered I like watching very much, too.

I'm receiving more instruction in domination from our excellent mistress, Brianna. I enjoy watching tremendously, but I'm learning how to do it all myself, too. I'm finding I'm very good at it. In fact I don’t know why I waited so long to get into it.

-Anonymous

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