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Whispering in Gibson's ear, "Baby, I want to give you a blowjob right now in front of everyone." I was squeezing his package through his jeans and getting ready to drop to my knees at the bar. We walked toward the exit door, then Gibson glanced over his shoulder making sure the bouncer was looking the other way before detouring me into a dark room off the foyer. As soon as we were in the car, Gibson pulled his pants down and told me, "Get back to work you dirty slut!" He pushed my head to his crotch, threw the car in gear, and drove off with me slobbering on his cock.
"I didn't bring one, but I'll be happy to email it if you'd like." The store clerk seemed pleased by Michelle's enthusiasm and eagerness, though in taking a careful look at her appearance, it did not seem that she would be a good fit for such a specialized boutique. "It's good to see you here Michelle," said Cecilia, the lady with the angled short black hair, now wearing a long red sweater dress that appeared to be cashmere. In a lavender floral print dress and dark purple heels, Michelle confidently admired her display work as a very attractive couple entered the store; a man and a woman in their mid-twenties.
Loads of laughing and giggling "Pass the drinks round" said the blonde, she was quite tall, shoulder length, straightened hair, slim with either B or C cup knockers "my name's Millie, that's Kat" she pointed to the cuddly one. I nearly leapt out my seat when I felt her fingers at my fly, "Start the watch Millie" she said as her hand found it's way past my zip and started rubbing my cock through my boxers. "He's wet through and rock hard" Beth told the others "Do you like the look of Kat's wet cunt ?" she rubbed my cock head as by now it had found it's way out my boxers.
This was just like one of his bimbo fantasies, except of course Emily didn’t have the fake tits and wasn’t currently sucking his cock. Emily looked up at Nathan and smiled as she started rubbing his cock through his pants. Nathan reached his hand under her tight skirt, noticing that she did not put on panties when she changed, and began to rub Emily’s already wet pussy in small circles. Emily closed her eyes and continued moaning as she rode Nathan’s cock in short, grinding motions. She looked like the perfect little bimbo, lying there and smiling as she took his cock deep in her pussy. Nathan continued fucking her pussy, reaching one of his hands around to grope at her new F cup breasts.
I got off on knowing that, at any moment, someone might wander outside into the cool Seattle night for a smoke or a hit off a pipe, or just some fresh air, and they’d see me, the hem of my dress clenched in one fist, my fingers slipping into the waistband of my panties, the movement of my hand beneath the material as I teased myself, my eyes never leaving Kay’s painfully beautiful face. I’d had a little too much wine, and I couldn’t remember the last time I’d gone to the bathroom… it began as a trickle of warmth that soaked through my panties, dripping from the crotch before growing into a tickling stream running down the insides of my thighs.
Laura slowly fucked my cock as I lubricated my fingers and her arsehole, pushing one finger in as far as I could reach. Laura had been dressed as the sexiest witch I had ever seen in my life…long, black skirt ripped length ways to reveal her lovely fishnet stockinged legs, high-heeled ankle boots and a tight bodice that showed off her tits. 'I imagine bending you over a desk, pulling your skirt up and fucking from behind,' I said, gasping as Laura used her heel on my nipple. Laura lay back and fucked herself with the cucumber, pulling it all the way out then shoving it back into her cunt, gasping at each thrust.
Melinda kneeled before me, stark naked, the huge nipples on her slightly sagging big boobies stiff like small cones, red islands in milky-white triangles of a bikini tan, her pussy, which was - to my surprise - crowned by a patch of neatly trimmed blond hair and shimmering with moisture at my eye level, and she held up a thick, short, wet carrot like a trophy. My whole face was covered in tropic heat, but I leaned forward and ran my tongue wetly all over the eastern beauty’s toes, tasting the familiar mix of gritty, sweaty sweetness and feeling my pussy juices greet the shaming act with a burst of wet joy.
All these feelings of shame that had built up almost unbearably high inside me evaporated in the blink of an eye, and instead of wanting to flee and hide – as I probably should - I felt the need to jump up and scream, “Yes, it’s me! Cordelia came too, trembling and making the sweetest whimpers, and she fell back into the chair, one hand clutched over her pussy, eyes closed and her face full of bliss. Images of Cordelia appeared in front of my closed eyes, her pretty, soft pussy lips stretched around the huge rubber cock, and that look of bliss on her face I had seen earlier.
Trixie climbs on top of me, bouncing up and down on my cock while her husband feeds her his, but all three of us are staring at the machine between Doll’s motionless legs, imagining the slow, steady, relentless thrusts of the dildo inside captive Doll. Cindy soon finds herself being spit-roasted by John and Thomas, who always work together, but all three of them stare at the machine between Doll’s latex thighs, imagining the steady, relentless, unceasing thrusts of the dildo in Doll’s cunt. Doll remains completely still and completely silent, eyes covered where she’d otherwise stare straight at the ceiling as the machine whirrs and the dildo keeps up its inexorable, steady, relentless thrusting.
Glancing around carefully, I decided to be a little daring and pop the button of my jeans and loosen up the zipper a bit, just enough that I could slip a couple fingers into them and assure myself that yes, my panties were wet and that, beneath them, my cunt was even wetter. Worse, perhaps, or perhaps not, for it took my mind from the humiliation of pissing my jeans, I felt the last vestiges of self-control flee as the orgasm that I’d been ignoring came back to haunt me. Oh, and yes, I left a ridiculously large tip before fleeing, a reminder never to stop there again, in case someone recognized me as the girl who pissed her pants… but not before taking a quick moment to write it all down...
“This is it,” Ray thought, admiring rich brown coffee dripping majestically into the pot. Ray slid his boxers off and grabbed the coffee pot. The customer bit into her cookie and Ray went back into the kitchen, grinning like a maniac. Ray did his chores automatically, fantasising about the hot coffee on his cock and the lady who later drank that coffee. Ray immediately felt his cock harden at the mere thought. “You stuck your cock in my coffee, you fucking asshole.” Of course, it was her. “Well, fuck you.” Ray heard the noise of a slamming door and muffled footsteps as the lady was leaving. But Ray didn’t give a single fuck about the humiliation.
"Work for it," he said with a big grin on his face as he pulled me close to him and started kissing me, tasting my smoothie on my tongue. When the other girls left, Jeff stood me up and took off my shirt and bra, groping my breasts and sucking my soft pink nipples, making them hard. He started to give it to me again with fire in his eyes, his body was so sweaty my arms kept slipping off his shoulders. "Cum on my dick again," he whispered as he slammed me hard against the wall. He pulled out and too weak to stand, I dropped to my knees as he started to moan softly and came, holding his dick an inch from my nose and squirting all over my face.
As she came nearer to the middle of her run, she began to realize she should have turned back; the people strolling through the park were always just a little too close for Ariel to conceal her naked bottom and a stream of hot piss. Quickly stepping back onto the path with her pants securely in place and a few drops of piss sliding back and forth on her pussy lips, she jogged past the man, inclining her head to acknowledge him. A younger couple probably in their thirties jogged past her, seemingly uninterested in the woman sitting next to the path with a blissful look on her face; little did they know that as they passed her and moved into the distance, her bliss was in regard to the pee forcefully exiting her private parts and pooling around her butt.
Vito was waiting for this opportunity to trigger, and he forced his middle finger to push into James's mouth and looked into his eyes and smiled, "well, getting any idea of what I might want, little brother?" Soon, he was fully erect and Vito closed his eyes and was trembling with full erotic pleasure, the idea of doing this in front James, turned him on even more than before, it didn't take him more than few minutes to clench his toes, and shoot up all his loads on his brother's face intentionally. James nodded and left his room, sinking on his own bed and started to sleep with that same old thumb inside his mouth, sucking like a toddler, because he needs a long rest for tomorrow.
This nasty girl was training me to be her little pussy slave, her cuckold, her submissive and this was lesson 1 -- eat the piss soaked muffin, in public, now. Because her heel was wider at the top each time she pushed further my hole opened more until it could go no further the sole of the shoe was stopped against my ass. One hand clutched and yanked my cock whilst the other manipulated her shoe and returned to the ass fucking. I am going to bust your sack right here and I promise you are going to have the most intense orgasm of your life right here on this bathroom floor." She twisted harder then started rubbing my cock between the sole of her shoe and the hard floor beneath.
Did the words "I'm looking for the biggest thing that will fit in my hole" actually just come out of my mouth? Damn, I haven't blushed this hard since, well, I can't think at the moment so I don't know when, okay? "I'm looking for the biggest thing that will fit in my hole." What the hell was I thinking? He doesn't know I'm here for a TV since all I said was "I'm looking for the biggest thing that will fit in my hole." There goes that blush again. "I said, 'I'm looking for the biggest thing that will fit in my hole.'" My mind wanted to know when the woman was coming back, and why, but my body refused to let it work.
With jizz dripping off her chin her knees gave up when she reached her climax whilst the nameless cock was still going hard and deep inside sending spasms of pleasure across her body after each long thrust. With a few strokes of her hand—and gently sucking the head—the stranger let out a prolonged moan of pleasure and his cock pulsated violently and fired several shots of fresh cum on her face and breasts. Holding her coat under her arm and walking unsteadily, she exited the restroom; she stepped into the store and handed the keys to the clerk, who simply gave her a wide, knowledgeable smile and didn't appear at all surprised from seeing cum drying up on her face and chest.
The instant he felt her warm toes touch the side of his face, the salesman took a sharp, indignant breath and jerked his head back to reflexively glare at the woman, but she was too occupied with pulling her phone from her bag and checking something on it while she waited for him to remove her other boot. Lydia softly breathed as she watched the boy guide the immaculate shoe onto her eagerly awaiting toes, even letting a soft sigh of contentment leave her as her heel settled into the back of the pump and she experienced the rich, virgin leather yielding to the curves of her foot for the first time. His rather forced conversation lost its way very quickly as Lydia lifted her foot and let the platform sole of her shoe settle on the man's shoulder.
I came just as the man pulled his dick out of my mouth and released his thick cum over my face, the viscous liquid slowly giving in to gravity and sliding down my face to drip from my chin onto my large breasts. Then both men quickly pulled out and I heard a condom being pulled off as I watched the first man pumping his dick, feeling the warm cum hit my lower back just as my face was ejaculated on. With a smile I lower my hips and slowly take the man into me, leaning forward to suck on the dick in front of me I hear the lube being opened and shiver in anticipation as I feel the head of the third cock slide into my well stretched ass.
The taxi pulled up to the terminal gate at the Portland International airport, fighting its way through the unending flow of traffic as people hurried to and from their planes. Appearing to be around the age of 30 he had a body that appeared to have been lovingly crafted by long hours at the gym, and the frown on his face said that he was not the kind of person that you wanted to disappoint, for your own safety. She moaned softly as his cock slipped inside of her, although she burned with shame at betraying her husband like this, something about this situation filled her with desire. He pulled his slowly shrinking cock out of her, followed closely by a thick stream of cum.
Looking around the faire, with its many shops, Brian finally began to understand why Jan liked these things so much. A young woman, probably in her twenties, picked up a handful of mud in her hands and hurled it at poor Brianna, splattering it across his face and adding a new mess to his punishment. The new layer of food was sticking to the remaining whipped cream on Brianna's face, but he was too busy eying Jan to notice. "Let's give the cow something to cover her udders with!" A girl from the audience shouted, producing a pair of period inaccurate paper plates covered in whipped cream, "Like a nice pie bra!"
I sat there in my bed, thinking about it, with her panties held tightly against my nose, inhaling her scent, and remembering the softness of her skin, and the feel of her pussy on my face, wanting badly to bury myself in her again. I pulled my middle finger in, separating her lips and feeling the slickness of her core as the fabric slid over her slick cum, and in one motion glided it up the length of her pussy until I found the hard nub of her clit. The sight was magnificent and I wanted to drop between Eleanor's legs and taste her, but I settled for my hand.
But they had barely managed to get out a drunken "Waaayyheeeeyyy!" when they got to watch open-mouthed as Kate groaned in relief and humiliation as golden liquid cascaded from between her tightly clenched legs, gushing from the crotch of her little black panties, rivulets forming on her stockings and flowing down her slim, black-stockinged legs, saturating her ankles and shoes. And so, while Kate sipped at her cooling glass of Dave's piss, Sam got to awkwardly kneel down in her pencil skirt in a dirty alley, still wearing her smart business suit and crisp white work blouse, her piss-soaked nylon-clad knees resting in who knew what, to unzip Clive's jeans and pull his fattening cock out.
As Tim was in the shower, Monica stared at herself in the bathroom mirror as she began to undress and prepare for her turn to get cleaned up. Tim and Monica were a recently married couple, and hadn't yet been comfortable with going to the bathroom in front of one another. Looking closely in the mirror, Monica could identify her diaper lines, in the front and back, but she didn't think it would be that noticeable to anyone else. Almost at the exact same time as he commanded eyes closed, Monica opened the flood gates and warm, yellow pee began to shoot from her pussy. Monica lowered herself back down on the pew slowly, and felt the soaking wet diaper hug her ass cheeks.