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Part 1 the barn

I tell you that we are going to be going out tonight, and I wanted you to wear that sexy little dress I bought for you the other day. I always love when you wear a fun flowing dress for me. Seeing the flow over your chest. How it flows when the wind blows or as you walk. Just makes me look at you and smile big that I am lucky to own such a beautiful little fuck toy.

I tell you to be ready when I arrive to pick you up. Like always you are kneeling and waiting for me to walk in through the door. I smirk when I see my property waiting for her inspection before going out. The snap of my fingers and you are standing as tall as you can, hands behind your head fingers locked and legs spread apart.

I slowly circle around you. Taking in the fresh scent of your body spare. Seeing your freshly clean long black hair. So soft to the touch as I run my fingers through it. Your chest is pushed out so I can see your hard Nipples through the fabric. I stand in front of you. Your eyes not moving from looking forward. I reach down and feel how freshly shaved my pussy is.

Your mouth opens just a little to let out a sigh as my finger presses against your clit. Already feeling how wet my fuck toy already is getting makes me smile down at her.

You know you passed my inspection when I simply stop what I am doing leaving you worked up and my pussy aching to be touched more. I put your evening collar around your neck and head to the car.

I’m not going to tell you what I have planned for the evening. Normally I will let you know some ideas of what you are in stored for, but tonight I am making it a surprise.

We arrived to a place you I haven’t taken you to before. You have a puzzled look on your face wondering where we are at. It was a little run down building in the middle of nowhere. You don’t see any cars around, no lights on in the building, and you get this what the fuck look on your face.

Before getting out of the car I look at you with a smile. You start laughing cause you have no clue what is going on and it’s making you nervous. I hand you a blind fold and tell you to put it on and wait for me to get you out of the car. Nodding your head and softly speaking yes Sir to me. I get out of the car and start setting things up inside the building.

What seems forever to you sitting in the car listening to music was really only about 20 minutes. You hear the car door open and feel your collar being tugged on. You start to get excited cause you know I am putting your leash on to help guide you. You can smell the country air and feel the cold grass on your feet. You have a feeling of being on a farm but you just cannot figure out where I have taken you.

You feel my holding on your leash tight. Music in the background is starting to get louder and the smell of hay is getting stronger. I stop you from walking by pulling on your leash. Whisper in your ear not to move. You can hear the creaking door open and the music is now louder. I pull on your leash and tell you when to step up so you won’t trip through the doorway. We walk a few feet into the building before I stop you. Feeling my hands on your shoulders as I slip your dress straps down and let your dress fall to the floor. Your breathing is getting heavier now knowing you are standing in this strange place completely naked. Wondering is it just us, are there people silently watching, or is this being videotaped again to be shared later. I slowly guide you to further into the building.

As we come to a stop I tell you to put your hands above your head and to slowly step forward. You do as I tell you too and can now feel the chains shackles that are waiting for you. Feeling the cold metal on your wrist and ankles gives you a cold chill up your spine and your nipples even harder. You know exactly what you are shackled too. It’s one of your favorite toys I have made to use with you. You lean forward and can feel the cold wood if the St Andrews cross on your chest and stomach. You sigh a soft sigh as you feel my hands scratching up and down your back. Then your legs. Over your tight round ass. Feeling my hands in your hair as I pull your head back. Whispering. Time to invite everyone in so we can get to using and abusing your body tonight fuck toy.

Part 2 The Barn

You are standing there shackled to the cross. Body exposed. Your pale skin glowing in the light. Music playing loudly in the air. Your senses are in overdrive of wondering what I have planned for you. What did I mean by used and abused. Who was invited to this place. How much pain is going to be inflicted to my body tonight. All these questions racing through your head as what seems an entirety of waiting till you start to hear faint voices behind you.

You start to hear the voices getting louder. It is a mix of men and women’s voices. Hearing laughing going on, small conversations among people. You feel like they are all standing around you like you are a statue. A work of art in the middle of a room on display. No one has spoken to you, touched you, or even hear anyone speak about Maltepe Grup Escort you. Feeling like an object in the middle of a room that no one is looking at. Then you feel a hand. A hand on your thigh. You hear a soft woman’s voice saying how delicious you look on display. You can hear my voice agreeing with her and saying wait till the fun begins.

You finally hear the music softened up. Only to hear my start talking. You can hear me talking to the people that have shown up but not able to really make out what I am saying. You know I am probably going over the ground rules of what they can Do to you. You hear the music get louder again and can hear the group of people getting close.

You are still blind folded and have no idea what is going on. Who is here. What was said to them. All you know is that you are going to be used and abused. You start to feel hands on your body. Roaming up and down the back of your legs. Over your ass. Down your back. Feeling hands on the outside of my pussy. Feeling fingers spreading your fuck toys pussy lips open. Hearing them talk about how soaked you are. The heat from my toys pussy already. Rough fingers rubbing my fuck toys clit and shoving them inside you hard. As you are about to gasp for air from how hard he pushed his fingers in, you feel a hard slap to your ass. It echos in the barn. You can feel the instant sting on your ass and then another slap. This one echoing even louder. Feeling your pussy now being stretched open hard with three fingers roughly fucking You and then more slaps to your ass. Each on harder than the last. Each slap is making you arch your chest into the wood and your hands wrap around the shackles. You want to moan but all you can do is bite your lip and whimper.

The fingering has stopped as well as slapping to your ass. You can feel your ass on fire and your pussy throbbing from hard fucking it just took from his thick fingers. You feel soft kissing on your side. Working their way down to your hips. A gentler touch on your ass and softer hands on your throbbing pussy. The fingers slowly move to your clit. Feeling them rub it in a circular motion. Slowly picking up speed. Your hips are pushing out the faster you feel the fingers on your clit moving. Then you let out a hard moan as you feel the sharp fingernails scrape down your back from your shoulders to your ass. Then a hard sting to your already on fire ass. The rubbing has moved to more hard finger fucking mixed with more scratching down your back.

You hear a voice asking if we should let the toy down yet. But you hear me say no. She needs to her ass plugged first, flogged, and her tits abused before the fuck toy is moved to the spanking bench.

Part 3 The Barn

Still blindfolded and Strapped to the cross, you find your breathing getting heavier. You know what is coming. You know you will get to feel the thud of the flogger soon. The sting of the canes. And the loud smack from the paddle. Each one bringing their own sense of enjoyment and pain to your body.

You feel your hair grabbed at the base of your neck. Head pulled back hard. Pulling your body away from the cross so your tits are exposed. Suddenly feeling the sting of someone slapping your tits hard. Putting clamps on your hard nipples. Tugging at your nipples with the clamps till they pull off and you winch in pain. Again feeling your tits slapped harder. Starting to feel on fire from how hard they are getting slapped. Hearing the crowd gathered laughing each time your body winches in pain. Hearing others saying harder. Each time feeling like your tits are being slapped harder and harder. Starting to turn bright red from the handprints.

You cannot tell who is doing the slapping, but all you know your tits are in fire and your pussy is dripping wet from the pain. Begging to be used again by anything that will can forcibly fit. You can feel your ass pushing out away from the board. Begging to feel on fire next. Relaxing your body into the wrist shackles while you try to listen to what is going on around you. Then you feel it. Then you feel the heavy thud of the flogger. Across your ass. Cris crossing across each side of your ass. Feeling the full thud of the flogger hitting your ass. Each hit you let out a small moan. Your ass pushing out. Gripping the chains harder. Your head back as you sigh and moan. Then you let out a high pitched whimper. You are standing on your tiptoes as the sting of the cane comes across your ass.

You love and hate the cane. The way it leaves welts. The sting that you will feel for hours when it’s done. The way it

Makes you dance in your toes with each swat. You want to scream and cry out, but you know you will just be smacked harder if you do. After a few swats you can feel a hand massaging your ass. Checking the welts. Her hand is soft. Almost loving. Then out of nowhere you feel the sting of the cane again. This time even harder than the last.

After what seems like hours if your ass and tits being abused by the cane, flogger and hands, you can feel the shackles being undone from Maltepe Manken Escort your wrists. You are limp when your last arm is freed. Your body on fire from the spankings it just went through. But you know this was only the beginning of the night.

Part 4 The Barn

You are Trying to catch your breath from the spanking session while on the cross as you crawl by your leash to the spanking bench. Still blind folded and not knowing who is all watching you work your way across the room. All you can hear is low whisper talking and my voice telling you to crawl faster fuck toy.

You hear me say stop crawling. You are where you need to be. Reach up and you will feel the bench. Start pulling yourself up and you will feel the next part of the bench. You place your knees on the padded bench seat and lay your stomach on the flat padded board. You are instructed To place your hands to the side of the bench and lay your head out straight. Only trusting my words and directions you do as you are told.

Your wrists are strapped to a longboard in front of you. Your elbows resting on the padded board for support. Your knees straddling the board your body is laying on, and your neck resting on padded part of the board your wrists are at. You feel another board come down on top of your neck and wrists and hear a locking sound to your right. You try to lift your head only for you not able to move. You feel a strap going across your waist from left to right and feeling it synch down to you tight to the board. More straps across each thigh and then feel restraints around your ankles.

Your head is positioned so it is looking down as you are resting. Your ass and pussy open and exposed from the other side. You don’t know it but you are waist high to about most of the people in the room. Making each one of your holes accessible to be used how someone chooses. You are now in the center attraction to the room, but all you can see is the blackness of the blind fold.

You can hear people getting closer. One hand. Then two. Then three. Then you start to lose count of who is all touching your soft skin. It is a mixture of men and women’s hands. Exploring you from your shoulders to your feet. Your pussy is throbbing and dripping at this point. Wishing someone would just fuck You already. But no one is allowed to start till they know I am truly down warming you up.

The hands move off your body and you can hear someone circling around you. You know it’s me cause I have done this many times before. You try to follow the sounds of my footsteps with your head as much as the stock allows you to move. Then you feel the tip of the cold metal plug against your ass. It makes you want to jump but the straps hold you in place. Slowly feeling the plug separate your ass as you feel the pressure of it sliding in. Slower the pressure and more of the plug stretches your ass open then it finally slides in and your ass collapses around the neck of the plug.

You feel my hand rubbing the welts on your ass. You can tell I am admiring them. Then my hand stops rubbing and suddenly you feel the sting. Snap. The snap of the dragons tail across your ass. Snap again on the other side of your ass. Each sting makes your flinch and moan at the same time. Watching your toes curl, your hands clinch, and your head arch back. After a few swats of the tail you feel my hand again. Gripping and rubbing your ass. Like I am pushing the sting further into your skin. Then snap. Again back to the dragon tail marking my property.

Part 5 The Barn

I slowly walk around you. Admiring my welts on your body. Grabbing them. Rubbing them. You hear my footsteps as I circle around you like my prey waiting to be attacked. You jump as you feel hands scrape down your back. The long fingernails digging into your skin. Arching your back from the pain but feeling your fuck hole get even more wet. Slowly feeding more hands on your body. Each one exploring every inch of you. Gripping your tits. Pinching your nipples. Rubbing your clit. Feeling fingers deep inside your Sir’s pussy. Knowing it’s not his fingers fucking you hard. Suddenly you feel the sting of a hand on your ass. A hard loud echoing smack. The words of count bitch echo in your ears as each smack echoes. Without hesitation you count softly to each swat.

After what had felt for an entirety the spankings has stopped. You feel the hands leave your body, and the fingers leave your swollen cunt. Pussy juice dripping from your lips. Your mind racing of what will be next. What will you feel next. Then you feel it. You fill the tip of a large cock slowly spreading your soaked pussy lips open. The cock wasn’t pushed in slow. You felt hands on your shoulders as he rammed into you hard. Feeling his balls slapped against you with the force of his thrust. It makes you scream in pain as you feel ripped open from the size of the cock, but like a good whore you push back to take him in the rest of the way.

Your eyes are glassy and glazed looking. The expression on your face is mindless and completely zoned out. Feeling Maltepe Masöz Escort your body limp as he pounds your cunt harder with each thrust. Feeling him throbbing deep inside you. His big hands using your shoulders to help pull himself in. He is trying to go deeper but he can’t. His fat cock is already ripping and stretching you open and his heavy balls are slapping hard against your cunt. You moaning and crying out in pain at the same time. As your ass is still plugged and this massive cock is just destroying your Sir’s cunt. As much as you want to beg him to stop. The words at the tip of your tongue to beg him to slow down. Your body wanting to collapse on the bench from the pain, but instead you hear yourself saying, fuck this useless whore harder please. Please fuck me like the mindless fuck slave that I am.

You feel his hands move from your shoulders to your hips. Gripping them so hard you know he will leave bruises there. His fingers digging into your waist. You want to be fucked like a mindless fuck slave huh? Before you could answer you feel him slam into you even harder. His cock pulsating hard. Knowing he is about to cum deep into your abused cunt. Finding yourself screaming back. Fuck this stupid mindless whore. I’m nothing but a cumdump to be filled and abused. Then you feel it. His load shooting deep inside you. His hands gripping harder on your hips that it feels he is about to break them. Feeling his balls drain his load of cum deep into you. Then feeling his grip loosen up. His cock slides out of your swollen abused cunt. Your breathing heavy and your body limp on the bench. Telling him ty for using you and giving him the gift of his cum.

He slaps your ass. Laughs. And you hear me say. That was just the first cock waiting to use my property. There is a long line waiting to fill you. You look up at me and simply say. Thank you sir. Then you feel the next cock slam into you and your mouth forced open by the cock that was just in you. Clean my cock bitch. Maybe I will want to use your worthless plugged hole later.

The Barn Part 6

As you lay there feeling the next fat cock pushing deep into your sore cunt, your mouth is being stretched open from the cock that just finished stretching you out. He told you to clean it good. To lick all your cunt juice off your cock cause he plans to rape your ass later. You moan on his cock as you fucked roughly from behind by another fat cock. He pulls his cock out of your mouth and tells you that he will be back later. He wanted to watch you be stretched out.

As you are taking cock after cock you see a nice slim body walk in front of you. Her legs connecting to her hips look amazing. Her pussy freshly shaven and smooth. She lays on a table that was set up in front of you. Takes her legs and puts them across the stock that is holding your head in place. She looks down her chest and stomach smiling. Now be a good little bitch and licked my pussy like it will be the last one you will ever taste.

You feel someone grab the back of your head and push your head hard between her legs. Fucking her pussy with your tongue hard. Trying to lick up all her pussy juice that is leaking all over your face. You have lost count of the number of loads that has just been drained into your gaping cunt. Your ass throbbing from being slapped and grabbed. Your cunt lips wrapping around the cocks that are abusing them. Your mouth going from cock to pussy be using your hair to move your head around. All you know is that you want it to stop but you know your soaked cunt is telling you to keep going. To keep punishing your holes like a useless bitch in heat. To feel like you are being used to breed over and over again.

Your mouth is sore and aching now and your body is limp and unable to move. When you think it is all done you finally feel the plug in your ass removed. Feeling it slowly being pulled out. Your ass pushing the plug out. Feeling the void that is left when it is out. Moving your ass around trying to find the plug again. Your mouth leaking out the words someone fill my useless ass please. It needs filled while my sloppy cunt is fucked. Please put the plug back in. Then you hear his voice. I said I would be back later for your ass. I told you I was going to rape it and abuse it. You ready for this bitch?

Part 7 The Barn

I walk in front of you and make you look at me. Locking eyes you see me smirking at you. You look down and can see the bulge in my pants that you know you caused. Knowing your Master has been watching you being used all night by a group of people. Using your cunt as a dump from their cum. Your mouth to lick pussy and cock clean. Your ass plugged making it ready for the worse ass fucking you have had yet.

You see me walking away from you and see something in my hand as I am walking back. Not sure what it is till I am right next to you. It’s a gag. You do not get gagged often cause you know I love hearing you moan and talk shit about how you are the useless cumdump I have trained you to be, but this time I think it’s more something to bite down on. You are told to open your mouth so I can place the gag in it. Feeling the buckle against your head. Can already feel the drool running out the corner or your lips. Then you feel the tip of this massive cock against your waiting ass. You close your eyes because you know it’s going to rip you open.

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CHAPTER 17 – PLEASURES REVISITED

I kept think about Nguyet’s diary a lot. I still wanted to read what she had written before we had actually started seeing each other and, as she was pregnant, I wanted to make the most of our remaining time, sex-wise. As we didn’t have to worry about her period anymore, I asked her when it would be convenient for me to come over. However, she wasn’t feeling well that week, possibly due to her pregnancy.

The next week, however, she invited me back to her apartment for lunch. Just like last time, I would read some of the diaries, we’d eat, and then fuck a little. I still liked the idea of her giving me a blowjob while I was reading her diaries out loud. I offered to bring something, but she just said she’d take care of the food since she was having a day off.

As no one was in sight at her apartment building, I went straight up to Nguyet’s place around lunch-time. She let me in, and we kissed. I looked at her and thought that her pregnancy still wasn’t showing. Maybe when she’s naked, though; I would check later. She told me to sit down where I had sat three weeks earlier and said she’d fix lunch right away as she was hungry. The apartment hadn’t changed since last time; it still looked very cozy, tidy, warm, and welcoming.

She had been wearing jeans when she opened the door, but now she changed into a more comfortable skirt, which was more conducive to have sex anyway. For once, she had her hair in a ponytail. Everything about her looked endearing. I didn’t think she was wearing a bra; as for the panties, I couldn’t tell. I knew, though, that some pregnant women enjoy sex immensely, so I was positive we would get it on after lunch.

I was watching her from the distance as she was moving in the kitchen. The two diaries were here right in front of me on the coffee table, but I hadn’t opened them yet. Now, she turned towards me in the kitchen and flashed her titties. Jesus! She grinned and asked if I was hungry, lifting up her skirt and exposing her furry triangle.

“For you, yes. As for food, I could hold out for another half-an-hour. What about you?” I asked her back.

“Do you wanna play a little before lunch?” was her reply.

“Sure. What do you have in mind?”

“I’ve never put your cock in my mouth when it’s small and limp. I wanna feel it grow in my mouth today. You could read the diaries aloud while I’m sucking you,” she reiterated.

She got a blanket from the bed couch and folded it multiple times to have something to sit on on the floor, in front of me. She moved the coffee table out of the way and told me to take my pants off, including my underwear, and just sit on the edge of the chair, so that my balls and dick would dangle. She took off her shirt—and, yes, her breasts looked rounder again. I touched them gently, but then she sat down on the floor in front of me and handed me the bigger diary, the one with her thoughts before and after our first encounter in it.

She took my dick in her mouth and began sucking, while I started to browse the notebook. I didn’t feel like reading from the very beginning, at least not now; she was familiar with the text, and we both knew where certain passages belonged in the bigger picture. I could already feel my dick getting larger in her mouth, but when I looked past the book, she had her eyes closed, waiting for me to begin.

“When we were at the café, I was wondering how the whole thing would start. Ben didn’t know that there was no one at my house and that I was ready to let him do pretty much whatever he would want. I had mentally prepared myself for this day—and waited for a long time to have the opportunity to be alone at home. I had even been to the temple to pray. Being unmarried, I knew I wasn’t supposed to have sex and certainly not with a married man, but I didn’t know anyone else who I could trust. And I definitely didn’t want to do it at a hotel, where the police might knock on the door at any time,” she had written in retrospect.

As this was intriguing, I continued reading aloud, and my dick was getting stiffer.

“I had seen movies with sex scenes and heard people make the first move. Ben would probably make that move, but he was married and, perhaps, he would just be happy to see me for an hour or two. Was sex on his mind at all? [I chuckled, chortled, and snorted, and Nguyet stopped sucking for a moment.] Would he suggest having sex? How was he going to do it, though? I had to meet him, and a café was probably best, and then wait and see. There really seemed no other way.”

I skipped a few paragraphs to get to the more pivotal moments, but while I was reading cursorily to see where to continue, she looked up and asked why I had stopped.

“Let me find a good passage, will you?”

She nodded and kept sucking my dick artfully. I wondered if she wanted me to come in her mouth. We hadn’t done that for a while. But as I couldn’t get her pregnant anyway, I thought we should fuck a little merter escort and come in her pussy. Well, I could hold back for a little longer.

“When Ben touched my legs at the café, I thought to myself: ‘It is starting.’ I then knew he wanted more than just talking or sitting here with me. I knew I was supposed to resist (at least a little)—and I did—but, in the end, I did whatever he asked for. Lately, I had started hating myself for not being able to attract any man’s attention (apart from his) but, at least, he was here with me now, and we would do it today, later at my house. Sure, Ben was much older and bigger than me, but I was tired of being a virgin and not knowing elementary things about sex and my own body.”

I, obviously, hadn’t read much yet about this first encounter in her diary, but this was certainly an intriguing passage. I thought back to that day, which had been about 20 months ago, and felt pretty horny all of a sudden. So, I stopped reading and asked Nguyet how she wanted to do it.

“Missionary? Right here on the blanket?”

I nodded and got up, while she positioned herself. She lied down on her back and lifted up her skirt, after she had unfolded the blanked to have more room. She was holding her knees next to her upper body again, just like three weeks ago, and presented me her pussy like a receptacle. And, yes, she seemed softer and rounder today. As I was horny, however, I didn’t examine her body carefully but sat behind her butt and went inside her pussy quickly. Shortly after I began thrusting, she started moaning, and I pushed my dick all the way in. This was, admittedly, not very romantic, but it was still hot. Circumstances had just advanced to the point where I couldn’t hold back. As nice as that blowjob had been, this was a hundred times better. I asked facetiously if she wanted me to keep reading, but she didn’t hear me. So, I just kept pumping and came in her pussy within five minutes or so.

“Hey, that was quick, sorry” I only said.

She opened her eyes and nodded: “Yeah, but it was nice. We’ll probably do it again today anyway,” she giggled.

She got up, got a pair of panties from the drawer to harness the juices, and we got dressed again. She went over to the kitchen, hollering that she’s going to fix lunch now. I kept browsing the diary and read more of the stuff she had written before we went out the first time. It was interesting to learn about all the different thoughts she had had: the guilt, the ruminations, the brooding, and the pondering. There were also a few examples among her friends.

Some of them, apparently, had done what she was planning to do—getting deflowered before marriage—but the results were rather mixed. One young woman experienced a lot of pain, because the guy wasn’t paying attention to what she wanted and needed, another man’s dick remained limp, so the whole thing was just embarrassing. A third one, basically, didn’t know what he was doing and turned out to be a virgin himself. Interestingly, there had been a chance for Nguyet and me to meet a few months earlier, as her parents went on a trip together, but she didn’t say anything and let the chance slip.

Anyway, back to Nguyet and me the coffee shop. I realized I had to read this while I wasn’t horny. This was how hot her thoughts and her reflections made me together with my own memories. I glanced over to the kitchen, where Nguyet was busy frying fish and vegetables. She was humming to herself.

“Before we went for coffee, I didn’t know how much Ben wanted to see my legs or look under my skirt,” she continued in her diary. “But I was relieved that he, first, asked for something relatively innocent, something I could easily do. It was cheeky, sure, and it would have never occurred to me, but if that was what he wanted, I was glad to oblige. I had always thought that a man would grope me, eventually, or force me to kiss him, but Ben was nice about everything. And I could see on his face that he truly admired me. So, I showed him my thighs and when he wanted to see more, I lifted up my skirt and let him see my legs in full again plus my underwear.”

I was glad Nguyet had liked it. She was a good woman and deserved to be treated extremely well. I hadn’t really had a plan when we met at the cafe, but what can you safely do at a public place? Kissing is out of the question here in Vietnam, but the way we were seated, I wanted to peek under her skirt, especially since I knew that that no one else could see it.

“As Ben was paying and asking where we could go, I felt a big drop of liquid roll out of my pussy. I guessed that was a good sign. My heart was racing, and I knew it was now or never. He seemed to really want me, I desperately wanted to be deflowered, and he seemed to be the perfect man to get it over and done with. He still loved me, and he was experienced. Sure, I would have preferred to get deflowered by a loving husband but I was just tired of waiting. Every time my istanbul escort girlfriends talked about sex—which wasn’t often, but, still—it felt like being stabbed with a small dagger.”

Incidentally I, myself, had to wait rather long too before I having sex for the first time. Luckily, in my culture, women sometimes take the initiative, and so I was being led during that night. Alina wanted to get married, though, while I had just started university, wanting to go abroad. Needless to say, we stopped seeing each other after a few weeks. But sex was good, and when she broke up with me, I asked her if we couldn’t keep fucking for another while—until Mr. Right showed up. But my proposal fell on deaf ears.

Back on our first day, Nguyet was naturally a little worried about the neighbors but, still, it was our best chance to do it at her house. She also worried whether, at her house, she should take off her clothes right away or if we should go upstairs to her bedroom straight. But then, as in so many other situations in life, a cup of tea helped to get over anxieties. In the comfort of her own home—even though it was also a little awkward to continue the foreplay right where the family welcomes guests—she wrote that she felt at ease and, as long as we proceeded slowly, was completely ready and prepared to relinquish herself.

“After we had kissed (which was also my very first time), we sat down and drank tea. Ben caressed my legs again, which felt really nice. The way I sat, my skirt was going to fall into my lap, but I didn’t care much anymore. He was going to see it all, eventually. And he could probably sense that. As I was still wondering what would happen next, however, he let his penis snap out of his pants. I had thought we would save that for later and maybe kiss more first. But it was uncomfortable for him to have his penis inside his pants, and so I saw my first dick. It was large but not too big, which was nice. He invited me to touch it and maybe take it in my mouth (which I wasn’t prepared to do yet). So, I stroked it, and then he wanted to see my breasts.”

I could already feel my dick twitching again ever so slightly, but Nguyet showed up with a tray full of food. Thank God. I got a break. I put the notebook away and parked my thoughts. Intermission.

“Is there any news from the father of your child?” I asked Nguyet.

“Not really. He’s still lukewarm, so I think I’ll be better off without him.”

“Have you told your parents yet?” I wanted to know.

“No, not yet. I’ll do that once I can’t hide my pregnancy anymore.”

“Ok, but it won’t get any easier, you know that,” I couldn’t help reminding her.

“Yeah, I know, but I just don’t feel like doing it now. It’ll be bad enough.”

“I think your diary is really moving. Thanks for letting me read it. Make sure no one finds it, though. Maybe you could turn it into a novella one day,” I added facetiously.

She laughed and said: “I don’t think I’ll do that. But you might.”

We ate, enjoying each other’s company. She would be gone in a few months and everything was going to change. The food was excellent, and I thought of our shenanigans with the raw fish. Nguyet asked about Tuyet and said that she couldn’t wait to draw her and have sex with her again, which was probably going to be the last time for her before she would give birth. I asked her to let me do the dishes, but she said she’d do them later. As she was tired, she lied down on the bed couch but I picked up the notebook again. I told her that I would read some more and then join her on the bed.

“After a while,” she continued in her diary, “I got curious and took Ben’s penis in my mouth. It didn’t taste bad at all, only a little salty. I had removed my bra and then he wanted me to take off my panties. As he couldn’t see my body while I was sucking his penis, though, he asked me to stroke him with my hands so that he could admire me fully. Being wanted and admired felt so nice. But, apparently, this made him so horny that he came a minute later. I was totally surprised; I had thought it would take longer. I also expected that he would come inside me, upstairs on my bed. But it was nice to see how it all works. The semen jumped about two meters up in the air. One splash hit me in the face, actually. It was funny, though, how small his penis got after a minute or two.”

What came next was one of my favorite scenes ever, and I had a hunch that I would also like the way she described it: “After we were done cleaning the cum off the floor, I thought we would go upstairs, but Ben wanted to see my pussy. Not just look at me naked and see the hairy triangle between my legs, but he wanted me to sit down, spread my legs and show him my inside. Up to this day, my mother had always described that part of my body as ‘dirty’ and ‘stinking’ and I had no one who balanced this view. However, I rarely felt my pussy smelled bad, apart from some days when there was some white discharge, bayrampaşa escort but I had never looked at my pussy myself or even thought of looking at it. And now there was this grown man who wanted to see, smell, and touch it. I was prepared to have sex and let his dick inside me, but him wanting me to show him my vagina was surprising. I didn’t know that that was part of having sex.”

This was hot. Jesus, reading this and remembering all the details made me horny again. I looked to my right, where Nguyet was sleeping, and thought of whipping my dick out one more time and just jerk off. But, of course, it would be better to hold out and go over to the bed couch where Nguyet was sleeping and let her be part of the fun.

“So, I sat down on the chair again,” she continued in her diary, “and spread my legs. Ben wanted me to open my pussy, but I thought I should let him do it. I didn’t wanna flaunt myself too much, and he genuinely seemed to want to explore everything. It felt a little strange knowing that he would see what I had never seen, including my peehole. This was not what my parents had raised me for, but I felt I had earned the right to sensual pleasures with all that waiting. Ben pried my pussy lips open, sniffed, licked, sucked, kissed, tickled, and caressed every part of it like he had never seen a pussy before. If his dick had been stiff, he would have pushed it in right then, I’m sure, but it was still limp and small, so we went upstairs after a minute or two.”

Now, she left out that part when I asked her to get naked on the stairs so that I could see her hairy peach between her porcelain butt cheeks but, at this point, she hadn’t seen herself naked from behind, I guessed, so that wasn’t on her radar. Had she ever seen the hair in her butt crack? Well, I didn’t look at mine either. Anyway, her memories continued in the bedroom, but I got a little sleepy now. She had already dozed off over there. I would just read another page because this was just too good, and then join her. But she should sleep a little before I woke her up again.

The first thing we did in the bedroom was that she gave me a blowjob while, I was fingering her with one and then two fingers. She was still surprised that someone would want to see, smell and get inside her pussy, but she thoroughly enjoyed it. She called it ‘liberating’ and ‘enticing’. At some point, she had started thrusting backwards, towards my face, and that’s when she had her first orgasm. She couldn’t believe how much nectar had come out of her pussy and felt bad about drenching me.

“I was embarrassed at first to splash so much liquid on Ben, but I guessed it was normal, as he clearly welcomed it. I didn’t know where all that juice had come from. Ben was very supportive the whole time, but then it was strange seeing him standing next to me in the bathroom while I was peeing. Hs dick was pointing at my face the whole time. On the other hand, we were having sex and had been naked for two hours already. Peeing, I remember that I wanted him to fuck me missionary style.”

She went on how this didn’t happen—I had read more about that last time I was here, in her other diary. Anyway, what she liked was that, as she was riding me, she was in control the whole time. She had been afraid anyway that my 230 pounds might crush her or at least make her terribly uncomfortable. There were also a few thoughts on her pussy perhaps not being big enough to receive my dick. The last act of the play turned out well, however, even though I didn’t come on top of her.

“As I was having Ben’s dick in my mouth again, I realized that it was getting bigger. I assumed—I really didn’t know how long it would take—that he could come again, but this time I wanted it inside me. So, when his penis was stiff, I just sat on it and fiddled with it until it was inside me. Since we had been playing for so long, it went inside quickly and without pain. It felt awesome; I knew instantly why people rave so much about sex. I went up and down until he ejaculated inside me. Along the way, I got deflowered but I don’t recall the particular moment. It just happened. I was exhausted but very happy.”

I looked over to the bed couch. Nguyet had moved and her ass was protruding from the blanket. Seeing this little hairy crack again, framed by her white butt cheeks, reminded me what I had come her for. I took off my clothes and joined her. I held her tight from behind and could feel her curls on my glans. I reached between her butt cheeks: Her whole crotch area was still wet and sticky from the fuck earlier. She moved as she had woken up.

“Come inside me if you want,” she whispered.

“From behind? You could pretend you’re sleeping,” I suggested.

“Ok.”

She let her ass protrude nicely, just like five minutes ago and I pressed my dick inside her pussy. I thrusted slowly and as her sheath was so wet, sticky, and velvety, the feeling on my glans was just mesmerizing. I reached around her with one arm and fondled her breasts. Once in a while, I paused, thinking I might just fall asleep in this position. But then, on the other hand, having an orgasm was just the best feeling, so I kept pumping. Eventually, I came in her one more time while I was holding her tight.

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