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I used the toilet as by the time I had crawled to the bathroom, I needed to go. I was a tiny bit sore, but I was surprised that everything back there was pretty much okay. I brushed my teeth, and then I showered.

After soaping up, I stood under the warm water for ages thinking about my first fuck. My cock was standing to attention, the caress of the water and the thoughts in my head more than enough to get me upright. I had my hands against the wall in front of me, just leaning against the tiles and lost in my thoughts and feelings. I wondered how much of what Uncle Jack really meant. Was he going to fuck me again? Was he going to make me his slave? Was he really going to let his friends fuck me until I passed out? It all seemed like a fantasy again, my physical distance from him making the sensations fade. I was nervous about what he said, but I had to admit that I wanted more. Something deep inside me had woken up and it wanted me to be a submissive sex object for a while.

The bathroom door opened and I nearly jumped out of my skin. I was about to turn off the water and get out, but he said “Stay where you are”. I turned my head to look at him. He was still nude and he was wiping my new blue briefs around his cock. At the sight of my underwear on his thick penis everything came back to me. Yes, I was his. Yes, he was going to fuck me again. Yes, I was going to be bred like no other nineteen year old had ever been bred before. It made my knees go weak.

Sir stepped into the shower cubicle behind me. He touched my back, running his hands over me. I got goosebumps instantly. He reached around and instructed me to open my mouth wide. He stuffed my underwear in my mouth then gently pushed up under my chin so that I closed my mouth around them. I could taste the sex. I whimpered again, the only noise I could make now.

Sir pulled my hips out and up, making me bend over under the flow of water. He told me to stick my bottom out. He spat and rubbed it around my hole before inserting a small rubber tube in my entrance. It went in easily, but my eyes went wide again when he unexpectedly squirted water up inside me. He removed the tube and told me to push the water out. We did this a few times until I was completely clean. I was embarrassed by the process, but even this basic cleaning process sent a hot fire of lust through my body.

Sir turned off the water. He took a large bottle of lube and started working it into my hole. It was methodical. Not sexy, just business.

“This is your pussy” he said. “From now on that’s how you think of it, how you talk about it, everything.” He said. His tone was matter-of-fact. He turned his attention to my balls and my penis. “This area is your clit. You don’t have a cock any longer. You’re not a man, you’re my personal sex toy and you have no gender. Don’t play with your clit unless I tell you it’s ok.”

I nodded. I couldn’t speak through the underwear stuffed in my mouth. Gayz .

“Good. You are only permitted to be hard when I want you hard. I want your focus on your pussy and what I am doing to that, not on how your clit feels. I’ll put your clit in a cage so that you’re not tempted. A cage will prevent you getting too distracted.”

Sir fondled my balls and stroked my cock for a few minutes. He ran his hands all over me, touching my skin and making me literally quiver with sexual excitement. My body was on fire.

“Now, here is your second dose. A quick one, as I want to get you dressed for later.” He said. I wasn’t sure what he meant until I felt his hard cock pushing at my entrance. There was no warning and the touching was the only foreplay I was going to get this time. Suddenly he was inside me and fucking me. It went in easier than before, but it still stung and was uncomfortable until I managed to relax properly and get used to it again.

My knees buckled, but he held me with strong arms and wouldn’t let me fall. I sorted out my footing and pushed my bottom back and that’s when he really fucked me. He was brutal, literally punching his cock into me with every single thrust. It was sore even with the copious amounts of lube and my guts felt like they were being rearranged by his large, hard, bulbous cock. XXXPREMIUMADS .

He quickly came, shoving into me even harder and spurting his juices inside me. He pulled out right away leaving me feeling empty and used. I sniffed and realised I had tears running down my face from the harsh fucking. Not that I didn’t want it. I did. Sir could hurt me if he wanted.

“Turn” he said, and I did. He pushed me down on my knees and shoved his cock in my face. “Suck it”.

I opened my mouth like a little bird and Sir took out the underwear and let it drop on the shower tray floor. I manoeuvred myself forward on my knees so that Sir’s now soft cock was in my mouth. It was clean, which I was thankful for, as I knew I would have to suck it whether it was dirty or not. It tasted of lube, but I closed my eyes and sucked the lube away. Sir’s cock started to get hard again as my tongue swirled around his head. Cum started to dribble from my hole.

“Now, take it deep. I want you to be able to take it right into your throat. To do that, you have to relax, take deep breaths through your nose, and maybe swallow a little. Your gag reflex is all in your head. Practice now.”

I took some deep breaths before moving my head forward while he just stood there, his cock twitching. It slid along my tongue getting ever closer to the back of my throat. I started to get that gagging feeling, but I swallowed it down and took some deep breaths through my nose. The feeling subsided and I tried hard to focus on something else. I felt the cock right on the back of my throat. I held it there for a few seconds before the gagging started again and this time I had to pull back.

“Again” he said.

I went through the same process three more times. Each time I held his cock at the back of my throat for longer, and I felt like it went deeper, but I was conscious that it was not going down my throat. I didn’t know how to do that and I was beginning to worry that Sir might get impatient or angry with me.

On my next attempt Sir took matters into his own hands. “I am going to show you” he said. I got to the point where he cock was at the back of my throat. Sir placed his hands on my head, and pulled me into him with enough force that I couldn’t resist. His cock slid down and I felt it go beyond my mouth and push deeper inside. I was shocked, and as I recovered from the shock I began to gag. Sir let go of my head so that I could pull away. I coughed up a load of spit and gunk and spat it into the shower tray.

“Again. Do it yourself this time. You have to force yourself to keep going.”

Through watering eyes, I started over. This time I forced myself onto his meaty pole. This was not the time to be gentle. I felt his cock slide into my throat and I held his hips for leverage as I swirled my tongue around. I took deep breaths and held myself as long as I could before I felt I needed to pull away and take a break.

“Good. The was much better. You’re learning quickly.” He said.

I smiled. I was proud of myself. We repeated the deep throating action several times before he told me was going to fuck my face. My heart rate went up at that, but in the end it wasn’t too bad. He placed his hands on the side of my head and pushed his cock into my mouth and fucked into me. Sometimes he went shallow, sometimes deep, and sometimes he slipped all the way down. I focused on breathing and staying relaxed and I got through without gagging.

Sir grunted loudly, pulled his cock back and jerked himself off. He told me to open wide again and he shot his third load of the day across my tongue and down my throat. It was salty, bitter, and hot. I swallowed and instinctively put my lips around his penis and sucked the remaining juice out of him. Premium Adult Seo .

As I finished, Sir turned the water back on. He pulled me to my feet, took the soap and washed me all over. He washed himself too. He rinsed us both off and dried himself and then me.

He led me by the hand back to my bedroom where he lay me down on my bed. He took some objects I hadn’t seen before from the dresser and started attaching them to my cock and balls while I lay back and allowed myself to be manhandled. First there was a ring that circled everything tightly, bunching up my cock and scrotum out in front of me. Eventually Sir fed my cock into a very tiny metal cage. He had to push down hard on the cage and pull at my skin so as not to catch it on the device. Something clicked, and Sir added a small padlock to secure everything in place. My penis was completely squashed and I couldn’t believe it had fit into this tine space. It felt uncomfortable.

“It will take some time to get used to that. Usually you’d start with a larger cage and work your way down in size. We don’t have the time and I don’t have the patience, so you’re wearing the smallest cage available. You should still be able to pee, but you will tell me if you have any problems.”

I looked down at everything bunched up together, my cock reduced to almost nothing in this device. I touched it and the sensation was new and odd, but I found it weirdly sexy and thrilling. “Yes, Sir” I said. “I am sure I’ll be fine.”

Sir smiled. “Good boy. Now, turn over, and get on your knees with your face down. I will need some time to get my breath back before I can fuck you again. Until then I will have you locked with a plug. It will keep your ring open for me and give you some experience of stretching you out.”

I flipped over on the bed, keeping my head and shoulders down and my ass pointed up in the air. It felt so naughty, and I got another thrill throughout my body as I presented my entrance to Sir.

“Now, there are two elements to a plug’s size” Sir said in an instructional tone. “There’s the bulb, which is the part that pushes into your rectum. This first plug has quite a small bulb. That’s because you’re inexperienced and tight and we don’t need a big bulb to keep the thing in place. The second element in the neck. A very small neck allows your anus to close up almost normally, while a neck with more girth will keep your anus spread open. The plug I am using is medium sized. It’s going to feel unusual having your ring forced open for a couple of hours. It will be something to get used to as I like my slaves to be plugged.”

“Yes, sir.” I said. In honesty I was ready. The idea of Sir pushing a toy into me and leaving it there was making me hot.

Sir applied some lube and started pushing the tip of the bulb against my anus. I pushed back, eager to be penetrated again. Sir’s free hand was gripping my hip and buttock and I loved it. His touch made me feel special, especially when he was pushing a plug into me with his other hand.

With some manoeuvring, pushing and twisting, the bulb of the plug was finally swallowed up by my anal muscles. As my anus started to close around the neck, I let out a long breath that I had been holding. This was another new feeling, something lodged in me that could move in or out, with a neck that was like having three fingers constantly inside me, keeping me open.

Sir stood up from the bed and handed me a tight, cropped t-shirt in a soft pink fabric.
“This is what you will wear around the house today. Nothing else. You will remain here in your room for the next two hours where you will rest and relax. You may not try to remove your cage and you are forbidden from even touching the plug. If I find you have disobeyed me, I have other less comfortable devices that will keep you in check. Do you understand?”

I nodded, red faced and horny. “Yes, Sir. I won’t let you down, Sir.”

Sir leaned down and pressed his lips to mine. He forced his tongue into my mouth and we slow kissed. It was wet and hot and he like to open his mouth very wide and explore my mouth with his tongue. As he pulled away from me he said “You are a very sexy little thing. In two hours when I return I will fuck you again. I want you to put together everything you have learned so far. While I am away please think about how you will approach this task.”

I looked up at Uncle Jack. I felt like his submissive little sex toy, with a cage and plug and the scent of his sex in my room. I loved it. He smiled at me and left, closing the door behind him.

I lay back on my bed, my anus throbbing in protest at the toy lodged in my ass. My cock ached too, having been squashing so roughly into this cage. Despite the discomfort I had never felt so sexy.

I was exhausted from this morning’s physical and emotional journey. I felt like I had suddenly grown up, my long-held virginity given away to the man I had crushed on for months in a fantasy come to life. Simultaneously I felt younger, smaller, like a kid whose destiny is controlled by an adult. It was comforting and soothing. With those thoughts in my head I drifted off to sleep.

I woke later from dreams of Uncle Jack pushing himself into me while he kissed me and held me. I moved on my bed and the constriction placed on my cock and the plug in my rear became immediately evident again. I longed to touch myself, or to play with the hilt of the butt plug to make it more comfortable, but I dare not. The frustration made me even hornier, if that was even possible, and I writhed instead.

My thoughts turned to the task Sir had set me. How to bring together my experiences and ensure he felt well fucked? I longed for him to take me, and then hold me in his arms and just cuddle with me. I wondered if he would do that if I performed well enough.

I flicked through metal images of every piece of porn I had seen. My balls ached at the thought and my caged cock twitched, unable to fulfil itself. I sifted through every fantasy too, driving myself crazy but maintaining the discipline that I had promised my new owner.

I finally had my thoughts in order and some sort of plan. It was at that moment that I heard Uncle Jack on the stairs. I admonished myself. Not Uncle Jack….. It was Sir. And it wasn’t my cock and anus, it was my clit and my pussy. I rolled my eyes and slid off my bed. I got on my knees, my head bowed.

The bedroom door opened and Sir entered. He closed the door and came to stand in front of me. Before he could speak I looked up with big eyes. He met my gaze and I could see his lust for me. That look spurred me on.

I reached up slowly, my eyes fixed on Sir’s face. I unfastened his belt, his jeans, and I pulled them down to his ankles and then completely off. I fondled and caressed his cock through his boxer shorts until he was hard, and then I pulled them down too.

I shuffled forward and rubbed my face around his hard, meaty cock. Eventually I let my gaze drop and I studied the manhood in front of me. It was probably average length for a full grown man, but it was thick, meaty, and veiny. It was a proper daddy cock, I thought to myself. I moaned very softly. I badly wanted it inside me again. I was horny to the point I felt light headed.

I opened my mouth wide and engulfed the head of his penis between my lips. I spent several long minutes licking, sucking, and drooling over the end quarter of it until I could clearly taste the sour saltiness of precum. I pushed my head forward, taking him deeper. I applied all of my learning and every fibre of self discipline that I could muster and I forced that big cock right to the back of my throat and beyond. I fucked him with my head, backwards and forwards, emulating the fucking he gave my mouth earlier but this time with me in control.

I touched his balls and played with them. As they began to get tight I slowly pulled away. I almost gagged, but I held it together. I looked up at him again, my big eyes now streaming with tears from the effort and the near-gagging that I had held in check. He flared his nostrils, his breaths deep and powerful.

I shuffled back and reached behind me. I touched the hilt of the butt plug and tried to look in a questioning way at Sir. He seemed to understand and he nodded. I grasped the end of the plug and tugged on it. It was going to be harder to remove than I thought. I closed my eyes and changed position slightly so that I could pull with my hand and push from inside at the same time. Gradually, over the space of maybe a whole minute, I managed to slide the bulb out of my bottom.

I held it up for Sir. I was relieved to see that it was clean except for traces of lube. I opened my mouth wide.

Again, Sir seemed to understand. He took the plug from me. He kissed the tip of it before slowly and gently placing the bulb in my mouth. He touched my cheek and I closed my mouth, sucking the plug like a dummy. Sir ran his hand through my hair, our eyes still locked together. I tore myself away, turned, and stood. I walked to my gaming chair and turned it to face me and I climbed on. I knelt on the seat, my bottom sticking out behind me as I held onto the back.

“Please” I said, but I didn’t need to. Sir was already there. He grasped my pert, pale buttocks and pulled me to the correct height. I arched my back for him. I wanted him to have the best access to my pussy.

I heard Sir spit into his hand and rub the saliva around his head of his meaty cock. I felt it as he lined up behind me, rubbing the head in my crack. It was so hard. Harder than before, and it seemed bigger too. I couldn’t believe he could be so ready to perform again so soon, but I wasn’t complaining.

Sir pushed his erect penis against my pussy entrance. It was still lubed from the plug and still hadn’t closed properly from being spread open for two hours. The result was that Sir’s cock head slid painlessly into me. It was like I had a real pussy. Tight and wet. I could feel every vein against the walls of my sphincter as he pushed through. My eyes rolled up into the back of my head. I was in heaven.

As Sir got half-way inside me, I pushed back. I pivoted on my knees and with my hips and I took over, fucking his cock with my pussy. He stopped moving and let me work. I went on like this for long minutes, pushing back hard and fast to impale myself, then slowly and delicately tensing my muscles as I pulled away again. I was hot now, sweating and panting, the effort and the sexual energy exhausting me.

Sir placed his hand on the small of my back. “I’ll take over from here” he said in a soft, quiet voice. He leaned over me and pushed and pushed and pushed as he kissed the back of my neck. Before long he was fucking me quickly, and biting my neck and ears. I was dizzy with excitement. His cock was touching me inside in a way that made me want to cum and I couldn’t get enough.

I realised that I was making sexual sounds now. “Ah – ah – oh – ah -ah -oh” in rhythm with his action. I adjusted my position just slightly so that he hit my p-spot every time. My breathing was becoming laboured and I had amazing feelings radiating from my pussy and clit.

Sir slowed down his thrusts and I sensed he was close to filling me up again. The slower action sent me over the edge. I felt something building that I was powerless to stop. It was confusing, but awesome. Suddenly I came. I wasn’t hard because of the cage, but cum flooded out of me anyway and drooled from my clit all over the seat of my chair. My pussy pulsated as my muscles spasmed which sent Sir over the edge too. He pushed deep inside me, so deep that I could scarcely believe it. My eyes went wide as he held himself there, his cock expanding inside me before it pumped wave after wave of his juices into me.

“Oh!” I exclaimed. I was taking cum in one end while it poured from the other. I squirmed. It was unbelievable. It just felt so good.

Sir exclaimed too as he gave one final push. “Ahhh!” His breathing was heavy now as he slumped over me, he cock still twitching inside my pussy.

I took control again. I shuffled forward on the chair so that Sir’s cock could slide out of me. Sir stood upright. I turned on the chair and sat in the pool of my cum. It felt cold against my hot pussy and I could feel his cum leaking from me to mix with my own. I leaned forward and took his cock in my mouth. I licked and sucked him clean while he roughly ran his hands over my hair.

When I was finished I took him by the hand. I climbed on my bed and looked up at him again, making my eyes as big and as sad as possible.

“Please” I said again.

Sir climbed onto the bed and slumped on his back, exhausted. I put my head on his chest and snuggled close into him. I could feel him breathing. I could feel his heartbeat, sostrong and powerful.

Sir placed an arm around my back and pulled me close. My heart skipped a beat.

We lay there and dozed off like two lovers. It was just incredible. My pussy was leaking his cum all over my sheets but I didn’t care. My caged cock was aching and covered in cum too, but I didn’t care about that either. I was enchanted by the rise and fall of Sir’s chest, his warmth, his arm draped over my nude body…..

This man could do whatever he wanted with me. I would treasure this moment forever.

Luxury young hot escort girls hook rich clients in Zurich

Prostitution is the subject of many debates.

As long the provider is happy to provide, and the client happy to reward, I do not see where the issue is here.
It’s not known from the whole community that models do tend to provide sex as they are sollicited far more than other women in the show buisiness.
It’s a fact of life and had been around many centuries.

Prostitution in Switzerland was legalized in 1942 when the Swiss Criminal Code was adopted. Article 195 prohibits sexual exploitation and soliciting prostitution. Article 199 states that people must respect the cantonal rules on the authorized areas and times at which prostitution is legal, and refrain from disturbing the peace. In a report on prostitution and trafficking of human beings for exploitation purposes, prostitution is defined as the act of occasionally or regularly giving sexual favors in exchange for payment. In Switzerland, foreign sex workers must obtain both a residence and work permit, pay taxes, and contribute to social security. The minimal age to engage in prostitution is 18 years old. Cantonal authorities are responsible for violence prevention, providing sex workers’ health and defining their judicial status. According to the Grand Council of Geneva sex workers must be registered at the police office.They also have to follow specific rules depending on their place of work, whether it be in public areas, in salons or via escort agencies.

The new legislation came into effect on July 1, 2010, and aligned Swiss law with the Council of Europe convention on protecting children under 18 from sexual exploitation and abuse.

Yet this won’t be necessary for the city’s other breed of prostitute – the luxury escort. Unlike hookers, who stand in the cold waiting for a car to climb into, these women often meet their clients in fancy hotels.

There are several escort agencies based in Zurich and many of them target wealthy businessmen.

“Experience Zurich’s charm in a relaxed atmosphere and accompanied by charming dream escort women,” reads the English page of one escort service.

The “erotic tour”, which can be done by limousine if desired, includes sites like the opera house and the Niederdorf neighbourhood.

“It’s insane how Zurich has developed into some sort of a sex capital,” said Eva, the manager of the service.

Her agency is geared toward well-heeled clients; prices start at SFr400 ($419) for an hour and go up to SFr2,000 for a whole night.

“We arrange more than sex. The women are elegant – they’re dinner partners. The women speak a lot of languages, which is ideal if the men have a business engagement,” Eva told .

She emphasises that her agency doesn’t deal in drugs or teenage call girls; most of the escorts are over 30, and many have been there since it opened 12 years ago. Escorte București .

“They know what they’re doing. Most of our clients are real top men, and they don’t want teenagers. They want women who know about life, who they can talk to like a friend,” Eva said.

A good friend on call

One such “friend” is Marie, a 27-year-old Swiss flight attendant. She got interested after learning about the business from a colleague about a year ago.

“I’m a curious and adventurous person, and since I’m single I thought I’d try it,” Marie told swissinfo.ch. “For me it’s fascinating and thrilling – I often feel like I’m on a date.”

According to Marie, many of the clients are doctors and lawyers who shower her with tips and gifts. She meets about two a week, depending on her schedule with the airline.

“I love dates where I feel like a princess, with a really nice meal and a wonderful hotel – it’s great to be spoiled,” said Marie, who has even gone on holiday with clients to places like the Caribbean and Greece.

“I had to attend an important ball one time, and on the same day, the client and I attended a crash course in ballroom dance, and that was really funny,” she recalled.

Marie said she was also happy to earn some extra money as her flight attendant salary isn’t so high: “Now I can save for further education as well as treat myself to some luxury.”

Asked whether she ever felt uncomfortable sleeping with strangers for money, Marie admitted that it had taken some getting used to.

“I’ve travelled a lot through my job and I’m always meeting new people. For me it’s not so hard to get intimate with a stranger, but it’s certainly not for everyone,” Marie said.

Blacklisted Clients

As the manager of the service, Eva fields the incoming calls and confirms that the customers are legitimate by checking the addresses and numbers they provide.

She keeps a blacklist of men she classifies as crude or misogynistic.

“We have wonderful women with super personalities – they don’t have to put up with that,” said Eva of her team. There is also a red list of men who are considered dangerous.

Marie is glad to have the agency watching her back.

“You have protection through the agency – you have to check in and out, and the agency knows where you are. That’s very important,” she said.

Ladarat Chitphong was not so fortunate; the 30-year-old call girl from Thailand was stabbed to death by a client in August 2008.

Her murderer, who dumped her body in a forest near his apartment in canton Thurgau, was sentenced to life on October 7, 2010. It was the first-ever life sentence handed down in Switzerland.

Andreas S. told swissinfo.ch that he had met Chitphong about five years before her murder. The dietary cook had asked the escort for a house visit.

When she arrived, she had a black eye and strangulation-marks on her neck, so Andreas took her to the police, where she was later referred to a shelter for battered women.

Andreas, who believes that prostitution can be quite a dangerous job, thinks that Chitphong’s killer should have been sentenced to death.

Sex appeal

“Before I was married, I ordered escorts because I wasn’t looking for a serious relationship,” said Andreas, who has been married twice, but is currently separated.

While some of the men who hire escorts are businessmen too busy for a girlfriend, many are married, according to Eva. She said that some clients have told her, “There’s no stress when you hire an escort.”

Andreas, 52, agrees that many johns are married men over 40 from all walks of life.

“Either they don’t get any sex at home, or they find their sex lives too monotonous. Or maybe there’s a sexual practice they want to engage in, but their wives don’t want to,” said Andreas, who admits that he sometimes paid for sex when his wife was not interested.

As Marie points out, there are no strings attached with an escort.

“There won’t be any arguments – just a nice time. An escort never makes any demands, and she provides absolute discretion,” said Marie.

Occasionally, a client falls in love with a call girl. This can be a tricky situation.

“We’re often surprised at how naive these men can be, despite the powerful positions they have,” said Eva.

Although she’s only been working as an escort for nine months, Marie has also experienced this phenomenon.

“The men know I’m not looking for a relationship, but sometimes I need to gently remind them to just enjoy the moment.”

How she was pulled into working on the streets

I grew up in the 1960s on the West Side of Chicago.

My mother died when I was six months old. She was only 16 and I never learned what it was that she died from – my grandmother, who drank more than most, couldn’t tell me later on. The official explanation is that it was “natural causes”.

I don’t believe that. Who dies at 16 from natural causes? I like to think that God was just ready for her. I heard stories that she was beautiful and had a great sense of humour. I know that’s true because I have one also.

It was my grandmother that took care of me. And she wasn’t a bad person – in fact she had a side to her that was so wonderful. She read to me, baked me stuff and cooked the best sweet potatoes. She just had this drinking problem. She would bring drinking partners home from the bar and after she got intoxicated and passed out these men would do things to me. It started when I was four or five years old and it became a regular occurrence. I’m certain my grandmother didn’t know anything about it.

She worked as a domestic in the suburbs. It took her two hours to get to work and two hours to get home. So I was a latch-key kid – I wore a key around my neck and I would take myself to kindergarten and let myself back in at the end of the day. And the molesters knew about that, and they took advantage of it.

I would watch women with big glamorous hair and sparkly dresses standing on the street outside our house. I had no idea what they were up to; I just thought they were shiny. As a little girl, all I ever wanted was to be shiny.

One day I asked my grandmother what the women were doing and she said, “Those women take their panties off and men give them money.” And I remember saying to myself, “I’ll probably do that” because men had already been taking my panties off.

To look back now, I dealt with it all amazingly well. Alone in that house, I had imaginary friends to keep me company that I would sing and dance around with – an imaginary Elvis Presley, an imaginary Diana Ross and the Supremes. I think that helped me deal with things. I was a really outgoing girl – I used to laugh a lot.

At the same time, I was afraid, always afraid.

I didn’t know if what was happening was my fault or not. I thought perhaps something was wrong with me. Even though I was a smart kid, I disconnected from school. Going into the 1970s, I became the kind of girl who didn’t know how to say “no” – if the little boys in the community told me that they liked me or treated me nice, they could basically have their way with me.

By the time I was 14, I’d had two children with boys in the community, two baby girls. My grandmother started to say that I needed to bring in some money to pay for these kids, because there was no food in the house, we had nothing.

So, one evening – it was actually Good Friday – I went along to the corner of Division Street and Clark Street and stood in front of the Mark Twain hotel. I was wearing a two-piece dress costing $3.99, cheap plastic shoes, and some orange lipstick which I thought might make me look older.

I was 14 years old and I cried through everything. But I did it. I didn’t like it, but the five men who dated me that night showed me what to do. They knew I was young and it was almost as if they were excited by it.

I made $400 but I didn’t get a cab home that night. I went home by train and I gave most of that money to my grandmother, who didn’t ask me where it came from.

The following weekend I returned to Division and Clark, and it seemed like my grandmother was happy when I brought the money home.

But the third time I went down there, a couple of guys pistol-whipped me and put me in the trunk of their car. They had approached me before because I was, as they called it, “unrepresented” on the street. All I knew was the light in the trunk of the car and then the faces of these two guys with their pistol. First they took me to a cornfield out in the middle of nowhere and raped me. Then they took me to a hotel room and locked me in the closet.

That’s the kind of thing pimps will do to break a girl’s spirits.

They kept me in there for a long time. I was begging them to let me out because I was hungry, but they would only allow me out of the closet if I agreed to work for them.

They pimped me for a while, six months or so. I wasn’t able to go home. I tried to get away but they caught me, and when they caught me they hurt me so bad. Later on, I was trafficked by other men. The physical abuse was horrible, but the real abuse was the mental abuse – the things they would say that would just stick and which you could never get from under.

Pimps are very good at torture, they’re very good at manipulation. Some of them will do things like wake you in the middle of the night with a gun to your head. Others will pretend that they value you, and you feel like, “I’m Cinderella, and here comes my Prince Charming”. They seem so sweet and so charming and they tell you: “You just have to do this one thing for me and then you’ll get to the good part.” And you think, “My life has already been so hard, what’s a little bit more?” But you never ever do get to the good part.

When people describe prostitution as being something that is glamorous, elegant, like in the story of Pretty Woman, well that doesn’t come close to it. A prostitute might sleep with five strangers a day. Across a year, that’s more than 1,800 men she’s having sexual intercourse or oral sex with. These are not relationships, no-one’s bringing me any flowers here, trust me on that. They’re using my body like a toilet.

And the johns – the clients – are violent. I’ve been shot five times, stabbed 13 times. I don’t know why those men attacked me, all I know is that society made it comfortable for them to do so. They brought their anger or mental illness or whatever it was and they decided to wreak havoc on a prostitute, knowing I couldn’t go to the police and if I did I wouldn’t be taken seriously.

I actually count myself very lucky. I knew some beautiful girls who were murdered out there on the streets.

Brenda Myers-Powell

I prostituted for 14 or 15 years before I did any drugs. But after a while, after you’ve turned as many tricks as you can, after you’ve been strangled, after someone’s put a knife to your throat or someone’s put a pillow over your head, you need something to put a bit of courage in your system.

I was a prostitute for 25 years, and in all that time I never once saw a way out.

But on 1 April 1997, when I was nearly 40 years old, a customer threw me out of his car. My dress got caught in the door and he dragged me six blocks along the ground, tearing all the skin off my face and the side of my body.

I went to the County Hospital in Chicago and they immediately took me to the emergency room. Because of the condition I was in, they called in a police officer, who looked me over and said: “Oh I know her. She’s just a hooker. She probably beat some guy and took his money and got what she deserved.” And I could hear the nurse laughing along with him. They pushed me out into the waiting room as if I wasn’t worth anything, as if I didn’t deserve the services of the emergency room after all.

And it was at that moment, while I was waiting for the next shift to start and for someone to attend to my injuries, that I began to think about everything that had happened in my life. Up until that point I had always had some idea of what to do, where to go, how to pick myself up again. Suddenly it was like I had run out of bright ideas. I remember looking up and saying to God, “These people don’t care about me. Could you please help me?”

God worked real fast. A doctor came and took care of me and she asked me to go and see social services in the hospital. What I knew about social services was they were anything but social. But they gave me a bus pass to go to a place called Genesis House, which was run by an awesome Englishwoman named Edwina Gateley, who became a great hero and mentor for me. She helped me turn my life around.

It was a safe house, and I had everything that I needed there.

I didn’t have to worry about paying for clothes, food, getting a job. They told me to take my time and stay as long as I needed – and I stayed almost two years. My face healed, my soul healed. I got Brenda back.

Through Edwina Gateley, I learned the value of that deep connection that can occur between women, the circle of trust and love and support that a group of women can give one another.

Usually, when a woman gets out of prostitution, she doesn’t want to talk about it. What man will accept her as a wife? What person will hire her in their employment? And to begin with, after I left Genesis House, that was me too. I just wanted to get a job, pay my taxes and be like everybody else.

But I started to do some volunteering with sex workers and to help a university researcher with her fieldwork. After a while I realised that nobody was helping these young ladies. Nobody was going back and saying, “That’s who I was, that’s where I was. This is who I am now. You can change too, you can heal too.”

So in 2008, together with Stephanie Daniels-Wilson, we founded the Dreamcatcher Foundation. A dreamcatcher is a Native American object that you hang near a child’s cot. It is supposed to chase away children’s nightmares. That’s what we want to do – we want to chase away those bad dreams, those bad things that happen to young girls and women.

The recent documentary film Dreamcatcher, directed by Kim Longinotto, showed the work that we do. We meet up with women who are still working on the street and we tell them, “There is a way out, we’re ready to help you when you’re ready to be helped.” We try to get through that brainwashing that says, “You’re born to do this, there’s nothing else for you.”

I also run after-school clubs with young girls who are exactly like I was in the 1970s.

I can tell as soon as I meet a girl if she is in danger, but there is no fixed pattern. You might have one girl who’s quiet and introverted and doesn’t make eye contact. Then there might be another who’s loud and obnoxious and always getting in trouble. They’re both suffering abuse at home but they’re dealing with it in different ways – the only thing they have in common is that they are not going to talk about it. But in time they understand that I have been through what they’re going through, and then they talk to me about it.

So far, we have 13 girls who have graduated from high school and are now in city colleges or have gotten full scholarships to go to other colleges. They came to us 11, 12, 13 years old, totally damaged. And now they’re reaching for the stars.

Besides my outreach work, I attend conferences and contribute to academic work on prostitution. I’ve had people say to me, “Brenda, come and meet Professor so-and-so from such-and-such university. He’s an expert on prostitution.” And I look at him and I want to say: “Really? Where did you get your credentials? What do you really know about prostitution? The expert is standing in front of you.”

I know I belong in that room but sometimes I have to let them know I belong there. And I think it’s ridiculous that there are organisations that campaign against human trafficking, that do not employ a single person who has been trafficked.

Brenda Myers-Powell counselling a client

People say different things about prostitution. Some people think that it would actually help sex workers more if it were decriminalised. I think it’s true to say that every woman has her own story. It may be OK for this girl, who is paying her way through law school, but not for this girl, who was molested as a child, who never knew she had another choice, who was just trying to get money to eat.

But let me ask you a question. How many people would you encourage to quit their jobs to become prostitutes? Would you say to any of your close friends or female relatives, “Hey, have you thought of this? I think this would be a really great move for you!”

And let me say this too.

However the situation starts off for a girl, that’s not how the situation will end up. It might look OK now, the girl in law school might say she only has high-end clients that come to her through an agency, that she doesn’t work on the streets but arranges to meet people in hotel rooms, but the first time that someone hurts her, that’s when she really sees her situation for what it is. You always get that crazy guy slipping through and he has three or four guys behind him, and they force their way into your room and gang rape you, and take your phone and all your money. And suddenly you have no means to make a living and you’re beaten up too. That is the reality of prostitution.

Three years ago, I became the first woman in the state of Illinois to have her convictions for prostitution wiped from her record. It was after a new law was brought in, following lobbying from the Chicago Alliance Against Sexual Exploitation, a group that seeks to shift the criminal burden away from the victims of sexual trafficking. Women who have been tortured, manipulated and brainwashed should be treated as survivors, not criminals.

Brenda Myers-Powell watching a football game

There are good women in this world and also bad women. There are bad men and also good men.

Following my time as a prostitute, I simply wasn’t ready for another relationship. But after three years of healing and abstinence, I met an extraordinary man. I was very picky – he likes to joke that I asked him more questions than the parole board. He didn’t judge me for any of the things that had happened before we met. When he looked at me he didn’t even see those things – he says all he saw was a girl with a pretty smile that he wanted to be a part of his life. I sure wanted to be a part of his too. He supports me in everything I do, and we celebrated 10 years of marriage last year.

My daughters, who were raised by my aunt in the suburbs, grew up to be awesome young ladies. One is a doctor and one works in criminal justice. Now my husband and I have adopted my little nephew – and here I am, 58 years old, a football mum.

So I am here to tell you – there is life after so much damage, there is life after so much trauma. There is life after people have told you that you are nothing, that you are worthless and that you will never amount to anything. There is life – and I’m not just talking about a little bit of life. There is a lot of life .

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Sexy camgirl Tara have fun in quarantine

Tara had no such place. Her family was vacationing in Europe when the pandemic began and were unable to return for some time. Stranded in the nearly empty dorm, Tara had had no excuse for refusing when Andrea asked her to return the laptop.

The door of the tiny house opened to reveal an older woman, wearing a facemask. Andrea’s boyfriend had temporarily moved in with his grandparents. “Mrs. Kirby,” Tara asked, “Is Branden here? I have to return his laptop. He wants to finish his thesis.”

Mrs. Kirk backed up, staying six feet away, and pointed to a closed door off to the right of the living room. Tara reluctantly entered and went to Selwyn’s bedroom, knocking on that door while Mrs. Kirk waited impatiently for her to leave, still holding the front door open.

“Hey, Tara,” Selwyn said in surprise as he cracked open his door. “What are you doing here?”

She held up the laptop. “Andrea asked me to drop this off.”

“She is so technically naïve. I don’t need it. All my stuff is on the cloud. I can use my tower and tablet just fine. But thanks anyway. I do appreciate it.”

Scowling at the wasted trip, Tara turned to go, just as Mr. Kirk came in through the open front door. “Bad news,” he announced. “Two people at work tested positive for this fucking virus. By law, we have to stay in the house for the next two weeks. And who is this young lady?”

“I’m Tara. Don’t worry. I was just leaving.”

“No,” he corrected, shaking his head regretfully. “You’re not. I might have brought this virus here today. Or yesterday. Or the day before. You may have already have picked it up. This house, and everybody in it, are now under quarantine.”

“I can’t stay. I have responsibilities.”

“Yes, you do. We all have responsibilities. To our community and our state.” Mr. Kirk closed the door and locked it, removing the key from the deadbolt and putting it in his pocket. “In this house, we respect the law.”

“It’s no use arguing,” Selwyn told her.

“I am sorry,” Mr. Kirk explained. “This will not be comfortable for any of us. It is a small house, and Lucille and I are in the high-risk group. As best we can, we will have to stay away from the two of you. Though I disapprove of such arrangements in general, you and Selwyn will have to stay in his bedroom while Lucy and I remain in our own. We should consider the living room and kitchen off limits. We will order ready-to-eat meals to be delivered from the grocery store and participating restaurants.”

Too stunned to respond, Tara allowed Selwyn to lead her into the bedroom, where things continued to get worse. “The good news,” Selwyn said, “is that the grand-folks like the bedroom with the morning sun, which means we have the master bedroom with its own bathroom.”

Tara glanced at the restroom and immediately guessed the rest of his speech. Selwyn saw the direction of her eyes and nodded. “The bad news is that the bathroom door was removed five years ago.”

Looking around the rest of the bedroom, she said, “So, the two of us are to be trapped in this tiny bedroom with absolutely no privacy. We can’t even wash our clothes and I didn’t bring any extras.”

“What’s in your backpack?” Selwyn asked. “Books?”

“Computer stuff,” she replied, then went white with horror, remembering her plans for that computer stuff.

“Sit down,” Selwyn ordered her, alarmed at her expression. “Are you okay?”

“No. Not at all. This is so humiliating.”

“I can turn my back when you’re in the bathroom.”

“I don’t think it matters,” Tara said in dismay.

“Are you thinking about the sleeping arrangements?” He looked around at the tiny bedroom. Not a lot of floor space. “We can share the bed without anything happening,” he promised.

Tara looked at the bed. It was a small bed in a small room. They’d have to cuddle pretty close together. But there were more pressing problems than where she’d sleep.

Selwyn shrugged. “I’m hungry. Pizza okay?” he asked her. She only nodded, a disgruntled expression on her face. He got on his phone and ordered.

Tara paced the room, exploring its corners, clearly frustrated at being imprisoned here. She checked her own phone for the time. There were almost two hours left, but she would be here for two weeks. If she missed this appointment, she’d give up a lucrative income. People would give up on her if she wasn’t dependable.

When the pizza arrived, the Kirks went into their bedroom. Selwyn put on a facemask and hygienic gloves, then went out into the living room to retrieve it. His grandparents would order their own food when they got hungry. Tara knew that she should probably pay for her share of the meals, but that meant she needed money. She had to keep her appointment.

The pizza was good, pepperoni and sausage, but the heavy garlic in the sauce reminded her that she didn’t have a toothbrush or mouthwash here. She would need to have some supplies delivered. Which meant, again, that she needed money. She couldn’t afford to blow off her schedule.

After three slices, and a can of cola, Tara checked the time. Only thirty minutes left before she destroyed her reputation in the school xjobs . There was little chance of keeping her secret after today. If Selwyn was an honorable person, willing to protect her privacy, he would also feel obligated to inform his girlfriend. Andrea would certainly not appreciate the situation. She might just be angry enough to humiliate Tara on Facebook. If Selwyn were not an honorable person, her secrets would be out anyway.

“You’re thinking pretty hard about something,” Selwyn said. “Anything I can help you with?”

She turned away from him, blushing furiously as she picked up her backpack and unpacked it, removing her own laptop of her own, and a tangle of wires and equipment. “I need to set this stuff up. Can I use that desk?”

“Go for it,” Selwyn agreed. “Just push that other junk out of the way. What’s up?”

Tara had no choice but to tell him. “I’m a webcam model,” she admitted. “I sit in front of my camera and guys pay me to take off my clothes and talk dirty.”

“Why do you carry the stuff around in your backpack?”

“Guys love risky voyeur shows,” Tara explained. “I go to the campus library or a café. With the lockdown, I thought I could do an outdoor show out by the fountain on the main campus. There’s nobody around. It would have been perfect.”

“And now you expect to do this here? In my grandparents’ house?”

“It isn’t my choice to be here!” Tara snapped. “And I don’t have any choice in putting on my show either. I made a promise to my fans and I need the money.”

“You have fans? You mean sleazy guys in basements waiting to jerk off?”

“Maybe. I don’t really know. They can see me, but I don’t see them. But I could never afford to go to this university if not for those sleazy guys.”

“So, you’re just gonna do this in front of me?” Selwyn asked.

“I have no choice. If you don’t get in my way, you get a free show. Maybe you shouldn’t tell Andrea, though.”

Selwyn thought about the free show and decided that it was foolish to argue. “Where should I sit?”

“This room is tiny. I’m gonna need the bed. You sit under the desk. You’ll have a perfect view, but you won’t be in the shot.”

Tara hooked up all her equipment and set up her hot spot, then pulled a variety of sex toys from her backpack. She normally cleaned them before and after using them, but she figured they should be okay. Her backpack was fairly clean.

“I don’t have any lingerie,” she complained. “Usually, I have things to take off and put back on, depending on how much the people are tipping.”

Selwyn shook his head. “Sorry. I don’t wear a lot of lingerie.”

Tara smiled for the first time since getting quarantined. “No, I didn’t really expect you to. Maybe you have a t-shirt I could borrow?”

He got up and went to his dresser. He had a perfect shirt for her. “This one came from a strip club,” he said. “It has a drawing of a naked woman printed on it. Will that do?”

“That would be great. Do you go to a lot of strip clubs?”

“Yes and no.”

“Explain,” Tara said, quickly stripping out of her own shirt and jeans and donning the overlarge man-sized t-shirt over her panties and bra.

“No, I don’t go to a lot of strip clubs, but Yes, I go to one strip club a lot.”

“Well, you’re about to have the best seat in the house for this one.”

It was almost time. Tara sat on the bed, facing the desk, her wireless keyboard in front of her. She opened up the app and signed in. The left sign of the screen showed the scrolling chatroom, already active with people waiting for her show to begin. On the right side, the upper half showed her own image while the bottom half would show how much money her session had made, how much would be paid to her own account, which users had contributed, and the amounts. A series of tools were arrayed across the top of the screen.

Tara adjusted the position of her main webcam. She wanted a medium shot, showing her face and torso. Her other cam and the toys were laid out behind her, out of sight.

She glanced at Selwyn, still bitter and angry over his presence, then smiled as she started the session. “HI guys,” she typed. “Welcome to my quarantine.”

At least twenty of her regulars were online. She had worked hard to develop them. Personal e-mails, special pics, friending them on various social media had gained her some loyal fans. She had promised them that she’d be appearing regularly during the health crisis. So, this lockdown session was necessary, regardless of who else was in the room.

She chatted with them for a little. A few donations trickled in, a dollar here or there. It was the regulars’ way of just saying hi. The start of a session was always slow, but the personal connections were important. She had to make them feel personally welcome, and then build on that welcome. Guys liked to feel that they were seducing the girl, even as they paid her.

The first request came. Porn_addict267 said, “Show your tits.”

Tara smiled. “You know the rules,” she responded.

“I don’t,” typed a new visitor.

“Greetings, AlabamaPussyPounder. Cool handle. For every $30 in tips, I take off a garment. As long as the tips keep coming, they stay off. If the tips stop, the clothes go back on” Tara glanced at the tip counter, which was at $18.

“What if I want to watch you do things?” AlabamaPussyPounder asked.

“The things I like to do require some nudity,” Tara replied. “Get my clothes off first, then we’ll see about other things.”

The tip counter jumped to $23, then $25, then $30. Tara clapped her hands. “Everybody thank Cunt95King for this.” She pulled off the t-shirt. She blushed a little because of Selwyn’s presence. She had been seen naked by thousands of men, but very few of them had been in the room with her at the time. She still had her panties and bra on, but it was still more undressed than she had expected to be in this house.

“Stroke your tits,” D1ck4U typed.

“I can see who tips,” Tara told him. “Only tippers get to make requests.”

Psybercock showed up on the screen with $45. Tara grinned at the camera. “Hey, Psyber. You get to choose what I take off next. Or add another $15 and I go full nude.”

Selwyn had watched from under the desk as Tara tapped on the keyboard, took off the t-shirt, then tapped some more. Then the underwear came off and she sat there naked, chatting with nerds from around the world. She laughed and flirted and blew kisses.

As he had no way of seeing what was on the screen, he had no idea what she was reacting to. She was almost silent as the posed and teased and stripped. Realizing this, Tara took pity on him. She knew the effect she must be having on him. If this hobby had taught her anything, it was the effect of a nude female body on a man. And to her own surprise, she was almost enjoying having a live audience for a change.

“Get your laptop,” she told him. It was one of the things she’d moved off the desk to make room for her own equipment. He pulled it off the chair and opened it up.

“Go to KittyKatKams and make a profile,” she instructed. Her viewers couldn’t hear her. They could see her tits and pussy, but her conversation was entirely private.

Selwyn did as she ordered. He chose a name, and entered a credit card, then started browsing the girls available.

“I’m under Dorm_Whore,” she told him. “You might want to hurry. The show is about to get good.” Selwyn hurried.

Tara saw the handle ‘SellWineUnderDesk’ pop up on her screen. “Cute,” she said.

“Everybody give a welcome to SellWine,” Tara typed. “He’s a personal friend of mine. I hope you all won’t mind if I give him a treat.”

She activated her tiny handheld camera and gave her viewers, and Selwyn, a video tour of her body, aiming the little lens at her nipples, then her pussy, shaved bare for the benefit of her fans.

Switching back to the main camera, she told her viewers to “Thank SellWine for being such a good sport. I had to take over his bedroom for today’s show.”

Selwyn was bombarded with enthusiastic ‘thank-you’s, to which he didn’t know how to respond. He just typed in a “You’re welcome,” and hoped that was sufficient.

Tara did her usual toy show, sliding a vibrator inside herself, while Selwyn watched in amazement. She had an extra-special vibrator with its own camera mounted on the blunt tip, allowing her fans to penetrate her visually as she pushed the toy into her pussy. It required a $100 donation, or donations totaling $100, but she regularly got these.

Then things got more interesting. Pu$$y$niffer said, “Hey, if there’s a guy in the room with you, maybe you can do things with him.”

Tara had hoped that nobody would think of that. It had been foolish to mention that she was in Selwyn’s bedroom. She had promised her viewers months ago that if she ever had an available male, she would consider making him part of the show. It was an easy promise to make, but she’d never planned on following through. She had not figured on ever actually telling any man that she had this sideline.

But a promise was a promise. Webcam girls had to work hard to keep themselves popular. Letting her guys believe she’d bring a man in and then letting them down was not a good idea.

“Hey, Selwyn,” she began, “You interested in cheating on your girlfriend ?” Hopefully, phrasing it that way would make him decline.

“As it happens, yes,” he said. “She cheated on me during the Christmas holiday a year ago. When I agreed to give her another chance, she told me that I had a free pass to be with another girl. I haven’t been really looking for an opportunity, but she keeps reminding me that I still have that option.”

That sounded like Andrea. Tara scowled, then smiled quickly for the camera, remembering that her fans were watching. She might have to go through with this. But she wasn’t going to start a war with her roommate. “Call her,” she told Selwyn. “Put it on speaker.”

Psybercock had made a kinky request and had put $45 dollars on her board to pay for it, but several of her regulars were now clamoring for more than a solo show. “Negotiating,” Tara told them honestly. “Maybe we’ll all get what we need.”

“Hello?” Andrea answered.

“Hey, babe,” Selwyn said. “I have some unfortunate news. Tara brought my laptop here, but now my grandfather has tested positive and we’re all locked down together.”

“Tara’s there? Stuck there?”

“Hey, Andrea,” Tara called out, while wadding up her panties and pushing them into her pussy as Psybercock had requested. “Remember what I told you about how I make money?”

“Oh, my God!” Andrea called out. “What are you going to do? That house is too small.”

“You’re right. It is too small. And your boyfriend and I are locked down in his bedroom to protect his grandparents.”

“So you can’t do your thing. Do you have any money saved up?”

Tara blew a kiss at her camera. “I am doing my thing. Right here, right now. I am naked on your boyfriend’s bed as we both speak to you on the phone.”

Andrea was silent as she considered that. From four states away, she finally said, “I see.”

“I have a favor to ask you,” Tara said.

“The answer is No,” Andrea told her.

“I have fans who want to see me get fucked on the cam.”

“I figured that’s what you meant. The answer is Hell No. You are not fucking my boyfriend. It’s bad enough he even knows about your cam show. I don’t want him watching, though I guess it’s too late for that. And I certainly don’t want him participating.”

“Andrea,” Selwyn said, “Remember last Christmas. Bobby Cielo?”

“You would bring that up,” she said. There was a long silent pause as she considered the matter. Eventually, she said, “Fine. You guys can fuck. And then we’re even.”

“Thank you,” Tara said. “Um…We’re going to be stuck here for two weeks. How far does your permission go? I’m going to get requests for follow-ups. How long was that Christmas break?”

“You should transfer to pre-law,” Andrea observed, amusement and annoyance both present in her voice. “I probably fucked Bobby about twelve times during that holiday.”

“Twelve times? You never told me that!” Selwyn accused. “I thought it was just once.”

“It wasn’t supposed to happen at all. But after the first time, it seemed ridiculous to tell Bobby I wouldn’t cheat on you. So, I figured that I would give him the holiday and then it would be over.”

“So, twelve times?” Tara suggested.

“No,” she said with a sigh. “I didn’t count until afterwards. And I’m really only guessing. Consider the quarantine your holiday. But I think Selwyn and I should get a share of the money you make.”

“Done. But this is my account and my fans, who I’ve worked hard to establish. So, Selwyn will get 30 percent of my profits for his guest appearances in my show.”

“Hey,” Selwyn broke in. “Don’t I get a say?”

“Do you want to fuck Tara?” Andrea asked him.

“Um…I don’t know if I should answer that.”

“That’s a Yes,” Andrea said. “You get to fuck her and get paid for it. And your girlfriend has given her blessing. You can choose not to do it, I guess. That’s your say in this. Take it or leave it. I’m out.”

She hung up, and the room was silent as Tara communicated with her viewers. But she smiled to see a new visitor pop up in her chatroom. Greeting the newcomer, she said, “Hi, TrueKunt. Good to see you here.”

To Selwyn, she said, “TrueKunt is Andrea. Your girlfriend wants to keep track of what we’re doing.”

“How do you know that? What is Andrea doing on a sex site like this? Is she a lesbian?”

“No,” Tara laughed. “But she’s one of the few people I told about this sideline. She wanted to check it out, so she signed on. Apart from me, she’s probably the only female on here.”

“That’s why she’s called ‘TrueKunt’?” Selwyn asked.

“Exactly. She possesses a genuine pussy. A true cunt.”

“How often does she come on here?”

“Very rarely, but sometimes,” Tara told him. “I think she likes to interact with the horny guys.”

“I don’t think I approve,” Selwyn said.

“Up to you,” she shrugged. “But you’re about get a lot more than those horny guys get.”

“Ok, boys,” Tara typed. “I have a guy here. An actual male. Penis and balls. I am ready and willing to play with him. Tell me what you want to see.”

“Blowjob,” Pu$$y$niffer said.

“I love giving blowjobs,” Tara told him, “Love it. But I barely know this guy. If you want me to suck this strange dick, I’m gonna need some incentive.”

On their separate screens, Tara, Selwyn, and Andrea watched the tips pouring in. When Tara was satisfied with the amount, she told Selwyn to stand up and move close.

Brooklyn Gray – New 2021 Pornstar

Brooklyn Gray was born in USA on 13-Mar-1999 which makes her a Pisces. Her measurements are 34B-30-33, she weighs in at 125 lbs (57 kg) and stands at 5’4″ (163 cm). Her body is slim with real/natural 32B firm tits. She has captivating brown eyes and thick black hair .

Brooklyn Gray wanted to learn how to give a great blowjob; that was her main reason for getting into smut in the first place.

With big, natural boobs and petite, long legs that lead to a pretty charmer, Brooklyn’s looks of work also includes sewing, drawing, painting, and most importantly, smut. When it came duration to settle down on a position, she couldn’t decide what to do, but she knew one thing about herself, sex was something she could not get enough of.

When she isn’t playing with herself on cam to the delight of thousands of perverts, Mary likes to play outside and workout. Knowing a whole audience of people are getting off watching adds the extra exhibitionist spice she craves. She rates on the top new pornstars list because her glowing smile is addictively appealing and her butt is perfectly matched with her perfect boobs.

Thankfully she figured out that fuckflicks was the career for her, and as you can see by her awesome work so far, she has got a bright future ahead of her.

2019 was the year that Brooklyn Gray premiered on the porn scene. This juicy hottie was 20 years old when she began fucking for us to enjoy. Over 1 years, and 91 porn scenes later, Brooklyn Gray is still ready to blow some more dick, and stroke some more cunt.

A few of her most freshest scorching performances can be seen in After Work by Blacked.com, and All About Ass 4 by Evil Angel.

She has been nominated for 8 awards and has acquired some. Her most recent honors include the 2020 Spank Bank Technical Award for Most Likely To Have Dildo Silhouettes In Her Bathroom Window.

Mia Melano – Teen Pornstar

Birthday: March 28, 2000
First Porn Scene: 18-years old

Having debuted in 2019 as one of the youngest pornstars ever (we have a dedicated list of pornstars born in 2000), Mia Melano is as new and fresh as the porn industry can get. You have an 18-year old body that is filled with female hormones, making her extremely horny, not to mention the other benefits like non-saggy tits, tight vagina, and silky-smooth skin.

Teens are the age when you can eat junk food, drink coke, and abuse the shit out of your body, without any, quick appearing consequences. Not saying that Mia is doing any of that, but you catch my drift. Only the upper spot because there aren’t enough porn scenes to see if she is good at porn.

True confessions of a desi mature women

I am a 40 year old Muslim Mother, from Kashmir.

I got married just a day after I turned 18, and had since been decorating the post of a Voiceless Housewife, in my husband’s crowded family. I have never before been asked about the dimensions of my body, and neither did I think I will ever have to share the intimate details, but since it is mandatory here, I would like to confirm that I am Sized 36-28-35!!

Life in the Northernmost State of India is simply great, when you watch the beauty of the landscape, in Bollywood Movies – However, the reality is that we live in complete misery.

The very purpose of a Kashmiri Woman’s life is to be a breathing sex-toy, whose holes are expected to be kept filled by not just her spouse, but each & every man in the family!!

I stepped foot into my husband‘s household with a lot of dreams, only to have all my thriving aspirations hopelessly shattered, immediately. Anunturi gay . The very first hour with my in-laws clearly indicated what my man’s father & 5 brothers wanted from me !!

As what was required from a newly-wed bride, I agreed to all of their demands, and was very soon acknowledged as their favorite, thanks to my thick busty body.Each of the 6 men took turns on me, throughout the weeks that followed, and my husband was just a mere spectator – He hardly ever touched me, and whenever he did, he climaxed even before he entered my sour openings!!

My second month as his wife saw me being further demeaned, as his uncles, his cousin brothers and his brother-in-laws, too, joined the party. However, my defiling was considered complete only once his distant relatives also took me, and the list included his mother’s elder brother’s son-in-law’s nephew’s wife’s younger cousin sister’s husband’s father, as well!!

Any of these men could fuck me any time they wished, as long as the event took place within the four walls of my husband’s house, and I was supposed to spread my legs for them, each time they needed me to. They all had a customary right on me, and they all used me mercilessly, and there were periods I was drilled for days, at a stretch, surviving only on the sticky semen they served down my throat !!

I still remember crying in pain & shame, but it was not just me – Every housewife in the province, including my own mother, my sisters and my aunts, were going through the same.

We all enjoyed it!! We had to enjoy it!! We were made to enjoy it!! Still, it caused us a lot of hurt!!

As the years progressed, the immoral arrangement started to see a few changes – The controversial venereal setup was tweaked in favor of women, after continuous protests. Now, don’t get me wrong, and start thinking I was no longer degraded, because that was just not the case!!

The much celebrated modification only introduced a clause that allowed the female participant to decide who went first inside her – Nothing was Specified regarding the Number Of Sessions Per Day, No Word was said about Totally Banning Gang-Bangs, Restrictions were Not Imposed On Bareback Sex, Protecting The Virginity of The Butt-Hole was Not Seriously Discussed, and in reality, everything remained the same.

For sure, it helped avoid the feeling of being forcefully fucked, but otherwise was just a silly gimmick to fake support for Women Empowerment, by the rulers of a totally lawless land!!

However, despite all the disorderliness,

there was one Rule that was always strictly followed & rigidly implemented – Even as the husbands of our own daughters were entitled to exploit us, our own sons were never allowed to be in the same room as us!!

It was a strange condition, and one that bothered me throughout my life, even as I continued to fulfill forbidden cravings of the countless men around me. There were times I bounced on my father-in-law’s aged cock, late into the night, lost in thoughts, wondering what was the actual purpose of such a setting.

But, only till the day I broke all of the remaining taboos when I let my own son fuck me!! The very first thrust my boy took inside my loose pussy, I still felt him splitting his poor mom in half, with that giant tool of his.

I straightaway knew why no female parent was permitted to be around her lad – The pleasure he could possibly give her was just too good to even make her think about going back to being a slut to the other men in the family. It was as if a son’s penis was designed to perfectly compliment the walls of his mother’s vagina, and the realization shook me!! In only under a minute, I was also sure as hell that there were all the possibilities that my child must gave gotten the genes for his monster from my side of the family.

Well, of course, I would be called a Cheat if I said none of my brothers ever had sex with me, and I don’t think I even need to elaborate on the obvious matter – All of you wonderful women would definitely know how it really works!!

Having said that, regardless of the result of my encounters with my own well hung siblings, there still was absolutely no way that my son got his length from the man he called father – My husband had a 4 inched puny little dead cock, and he was very easily the smallest among the 183 men who had fucked me !!

I know these revelations can be considered too filthy, but this is the truth, and before you judge me, you need to understand one thing – I do very honestly desire that like every other woman around me, I too could compulsively lie I have been on the bed only with my husband, and help ascertain the orthodox lifestyle glorified on National TV.

But, I had been ploughed on infinite occasions by the male members, and also, I had only ever cum for them, and never my man, and if you still wonder how that separates me from the rest of you suppressed ladies, please be notified of the fact that my husband never had a job – He lived with the money his men paid him to keep his mouth shut, and allow me to be secretly abused in locations other than his house, though it was against the unwritten law !!

He was very truly pimping me, and there were so many instances I even wished I was a real whore – Until, the day I saw my son stand naked in front of me, with his horse cock hanging in between his legs, after a shower, very early in the morning!!

It was an accident by all means, and I was just not expecting him outside the shared bathroom, at that hour, especially since it was a known fact that the space had to be kept free for me to get ready.

I was the first lady in the house to be taken by the men, and the general understanding was that I had to daily clean my body of the wicked seeds from the previous day, before the other women in the house even woke up!!

But, that was just not going to be the case that day – One look at my son’s uncovered wet figure, and for the first time in all these years, I sincerely wished to strip down to my bare curvy self.

In-fact, I really wanted to force myself out of my body-hugging tight lime green colored kurta top, I had actually put on just for the 5 second walk from my bedroom to the bathroom, and ironically only to cover myself from my very son, if at all he happened to appear in front me, which was very truly never an anticipated scenario!!

Fittingly, the twisty plot was too enticing to be true, and as though the turnout of events had not been surprising enough, my adult son gleefully came forward, towards me, and without any hesitation, he himself ripped my top apart, into tiny pieces!!

My 19 year old boy wanted to screw me right there, in the openness of the doorway, but I knew it was too risky a task – It was an exciting thought, but one that could also get us both killed!!

I hastily pushed him inside the stingy privacy the bathroom offered, and locking the door, I vigorously pounced on his irresistible self, as he relaxed on the tiled floor.

He was strong enough to swiftly change positions, and bring himself on top of me, and looked straight into my eyes, as he pushed his extremely large chopper inside my stretching twat, stimulating me in places I had still not been poked – It was a remarkable experience, considering the verity that I always believed my holes had already been occupied to it’s full capacity!!

He knew he had very little time to express love to his mother, and there was an urgency in his ramming strikes – Yet, unlike all the other men who had penetrated me, without any burden of a time limit, my son was kind enough to show the decency of asking me how I would like it!!

Sitting on his hard cock, sensing my busty tits sway & jounce, I giggled, feeling in control, for the first time in my life, only a moment after telling him my preference!! I don’t know if it was the sensual exhilaration that caused me to right away squirt, just after jumping on his pole for the third straight instant, but within seconds, I had confirmed that he was definitely the best & the biggest I had ever had!!

I very quickly was gifted with my very first consensual orgasm, and my carnally shivering body happily tempted me to question myself why I had not let my own son back inside me, all this while!!

But, As They Say… Better Late Than Never!!

She spread her legs wide to give me her virginity…

I arrived home on a Friday night and hung out at home most of Saturday. On Sunday Jenny and I had already made plans to go hang out at the local amusement center for some miniature golf, go-carts and just get a chance to hang out and get reacquainted. She had invited her best friend from forever, Abby. They were inseparable from the first time they met each other. Over time, we had learned that Abby never knew her father and her mother had a revolving door of boyfriends. I suppose our home gave her some sort of stability.

When I first got home I had noticed that Jenny was certainly not a little girl any longer.

I couldn’t help but notice that she was filling out quite nicely. She was now 5′ 3” and her breast were between an A and B cup with hips that were starting to flare out nicely with a thin waist. She had always had nice full lips that looked even nicer now that she was allowed to use a minimum amount of make-up. I was surprised that my dick actually twitched when I saw her glossy full lips. They looked so fucking sexy.

Sunday morning we jumped into my Ranger truck and swung by to pick up Abby. My sister was wearing cute shorts and a tight tank top that nicely showed off her growing tits and part of her tight smooth tummy with her belly button on display. Whenever I meet the person that invented crop tops, I will kiss their ass. I love the way girls look in them. They get an extra 10 points in the sexiness factor, so long as her tummy is taut. Crop tops, like leggings, are a privilege and not a right.

I had to constantly remind myself that she was my baby-sister when I caught myself ogling her. When Abby came running up to my truck, I was shocked. She too was wearing shorts, only they were tighter and shorter than my sister’s. Her tight little ass looked great! She had filled out more than Jenny. Her tits were a nice full B cup that were covered also by a tank top with no bra that covered only half her tight tummy. Her hard little nipples were on full display. Even as a little girl I always thought she was a cutie, but now she was looking even nicer with full dick-sucking lips.

My sister scooted over and Abby jumped in. She said hello as she entered and we were on our way. She was very talkative asking me how was college and was I enjoying myself. She asked if I had a girlfriend and when I told her not any longer she flirtatiously told me she could be my girlfriend if I wanted. My sister immediately blurted out “You are such a slut. You don’t have to flirt with every guy you meet.” They both busted out laughing and we soon arrived at the amusement center. Strange how she and I barely spoke when she was younger, but now she couldn’t stop talking.

I actually had fun hanging out with two teenage girls. That they were hot looking was a bonus. My dick seemed to be enjoying the eye candy along with most of the guys at the amusement center with their tits and legs on display. It was obvious they were good for each other. My sister was the calm sane one and Abby was the wild crazy one that needed to be brought back down to Earth ever so often. Throughout the day, Abby continued her flirtatious comments, telling me how good looking I was and that if I asked her out she would agree to go out with me in a heart-beat. I played along, telling her how cute she was and that I was surprised she did not have a boyfriend with such a cute little ass. This would prove to me mistake number 1.

We finally called it a day and jumped back into the truck, with her jumping in before Jenny and sitting next to me. I was a bit excited and hoping she wouldn’t notice that I actually had a partial erection. I knew nothing would happen between us, but I suppose all her attention had gotten to me and my ego. Plus, her hard little nipples did not help. I looked over to Jenny and she just rolled her eyes. She was used to Abby’s daring behavior by this point.

When we arrived at Abby’s, Jenny got off to let her out. Abby turned and kissed me on the cheek before leaving, saying thank you for a great time as she winked at me. As we drove home my sister warned me, telling me “You know, she really likes you. She told me she thought you were cute and she wouldn’t mind being your girlfriend when we went to the restroom.” I told her that I assumed she flirted with all the guys she met and I was simply her victim for today. She was cute but she was also way too young for me. Either way, Jenny told me to be careful.

I had gotten home at the end of May and Jenny and Abby still had a couple of weeks to go before their summer started. I sat around the following day and the very next day I was out looking for a job. It was boring sitting around with no one to talk to. Jenny was at school and mom and dad were at work all day. By the end of Tuesday I had rejoined the workforce securing a job at a grocery store. An old high school buddy worked there and he vouched for me with the store manager. I was hired on the spot and asked to report the next morning at 7am. It was part-time, but a great way to get some extra cash and kill time during the week.

Come Saturday, Jenny had asked if I could drive them to the mall. She and Abby would be meeting up with some friends. I told her it was not a problem as my shift did not start until 5 pm. We swung by Abby’s and headed to the mall. It worked out fine for me as I had to pick up some jeans and a new pair of sneakers. They went their way and I went my way, with plans to meet at the food court around 3 pm. I went off and like a typical guy, I was done with my shopping within an hour.

I arrived at the food court half an hour early and waited for the girls so we could eat before heading home. When they arrived, Abby was excited to see me and came up to hug and kiss me on the cheek, asking me “Did you miss me?” as she sat on my lap. I looked over and Jenny simply rolled her eyes. We went over and grabbed lunch before sitting down, with Abby sitting right next to me. I was certainly enjoying the special attention she was giving me, regardless of her age. While we were sitting, I suddenly felt Abby caressing my thigh under the table and remembered being warned to be careful with her. I turned my head to look at her and she simply kept eating and did not bother turning to look at me. I quietly reached down and removed her hand. I was not trying to get myself in trouble.

When we returned to the truck, once again it was Abby sitting next to me. On the way home her hand casually fell on my thigh and I decided not do anything. I wanted to see how far this little girl was willing to go. It went further up than what I expected. Her hand was making its way to my crotch when I finally decided to quietly move her hand away without my sister noticing. We got to her place and both girls got off. Jenny had made plans to spend the night and asked if I could pick her up the following day. I was not scheduled to work on Sunday and told her I would. We hugged and kissed before I left. Of course, Abby also hugged and kissed me on my earlobe, whispering into my ear “I’ll see you tomorrow, lover boy.” with a big smile on her beautiful face before they both made their way up the stairs to Abby’s apartment. That little girl gave me a chubby. I raced home, jacked off, showered and left for work where I ended up working an 8 hours shift due to some people calling out sick.

I got home late and went straight to bed. As much as I wanted to ignore what was happening with Abby and just brush it off as a joke, it had me wondering. Was she simply flirting because that was her nature or was she trying to getting something started. She was definitely trouble. She was a sexy little girl with a pair of great looking tits and a tight little ass that filled out her shorts very well. Her legs looked great on her and she had a cute face with nice lips and hazel eyes. She was probably about 5’2” with long brown hair down to her ass and weighed maybe 110 lbs. She was a nice little package.

As I laid in bed, thoughts of her kept me from falling asleep. I started wondering what she looked like naked with my cock in her mouth between her luscious lips. My cock was hard and my boxer were down by my ankles as I started stroking it thinking about Abby. I imagined her naked on her knees as I fucked her sweet little mouth hard. I was grabbing her hair and pulling her to me as I thrusted forward, with my cock going deep into her mouth, over and over. I hadn’t cum in a long time as much as I did that night. This little girl was going to be my demise.

The following weekend my parents and sister had plans to spend the night out of town. My mom’s younger sister had given birth to her fifth baby and my mom and Jenny were dying to go see the baby, as if they hadn’t seen the first four. My dad went along because my mom told him he was going. I had to work on Sunday and was saved from the three hour trip. My plans were to mow the lawn on Saturday, take a nap, shower and go hang out with some friends from high school. There was gonna be all sorts of people from our class and I was excited to catch up with some of them.

I finished the backyard first. As I was working on the front lawn, I saw Abby stepping out of a car before it quickly drove off. She was looking fucking hot! She had a very short skirt that I’m sure would show her panties if she bent over and a tight top that was showing off her perky teenage tits and her hard little nipples. I was shirtless, only wearing shorts and my sneakers. As sweaty as I was, she came up and gave me a peck straight on my mouth saying “Hi lover boy. Where’s Jenny?” She knew damn well that Jenny was gone for the weekend. I played along and told her she was gone for the weekend, asking her if Jenny had not told her. She suddenly “remembered” and asked if I could give her a ride home. I told her she would need to wait until I was finished.

She kept me company as I finished the yard, following me around and asking if I liked how she looked, telling me she had dressed up extra nice for me. I told her she looked very pretty in her outfit and if she was older I would probably ask her out. Something I never should’ve said. This was mistake number 2. I am sure it gave her more confidence in what she was about to do.

I finished the yard and we went inside. I fixed us some sandwiches and we had lunch, with her relentless flirtatious comments on what a good girlfriend she would be for me. Thoughtlessly, I asked what she would do to be such a good girlfriend. This was now mistake number 3, of course in baseball this is it. When she started talking about oral sex, I cut her off and told her I would be taking her home after my shower. This would be the nail in the coffin.

After exiting the shower, I walked to my room to find her sitting on my bed. All kinds of scenarios came to my head, which caused a very noticeable tent in the towel wrapped around my waist. I asked what she was doing in my room and, unconvincingly, told her to leave. She looked at my crotch and asked if I really wanted her to leave. I was not thinking straight as she approached me. Fuck she looked so sexy with her glossy lips, the same ones I had fantasized about. “You know, if you were my boyfriend, I would take real good care of you.” she said as her little hand slowly reached into my towel as she grabbed my stiff cock. Her words and actions were hypnotizing and I was losing control. She started stroking me nice and slow, telling me in a very seductive voice “If I was your girlfriend, I would always dress nice and sexy for you.”

I just looked at her, enjoying her little hand stroking my cock under my towel. Her hand was not able to completely wrap around my cock and that made it hotter. She fell to her knees and with both her hands she undid my towel and let it drop on the floor. She looked up at with me with her innocent looking eyes as she grabbed my cock. She pointed it down as she started nearing her open mouth. She said “If I was your girlfriend, I would suck your cock whenever you wanted” right before my cock was in her pretty little mouth, with her glossy lips stretched around it. My masturbatory fantasy was now a reality. What she lacked in experience, she made up for with enthusiasm.

She was sucking hard on my dick as she bobbed her head. A few times she tried going further down which only caused her to gag and start coughing. I’m sure with time she would get the hang of it. I could not move and made no attempt to stop her. I was astonished that she had gone this far and completely shocked how everything had played out to this point.

The sight of my thick cock in this little girl’s mouth while kneeling there in front of me had my nuts tightening up. I was not going to last long. I sat down at the edge of the bed, with her following me on her knees, never allowing my dick to escape her mouth. I sat down to enjoy the pleasure her mouth was providing, knowing I would be cumming very soon. I tried warning her but she refused to let go. I suddenly felt my nuts explode and she started choking when I blasted in her mouth. However, she was a trooper and took my cock back into her mouth, swallowing as much cum as possible. She continued by licking up the cum on my shaft and balls. She was like a ravenous little puppy. When done, she got up, wiped her mouth with my towel and walked out of my room, telling me she would be waiting for me in the living room.

I stood there for a minute or two, wondering what had just happened. My sister’s BFF had just given me head and swallowed most of my cum. How could I be blamed? She was the aggressor and I was the victim. Wasn’t I? However, I chose to let her continue and never tried stopping her. I was enjoying watching my fantasy play out with her little hands on my cock. I was enjoying it too much watching her glossy lips wrapped around my shaft as she willingly took my cock into her little mouth.

Finally, I snapped out of my confused state and got dressed. I walked to the living room to find Abby sitting there quietly waiting for me. Her legs were slightly separated, offering me a nice view of her little white panties. I asked if she was ready to go and she said she was. For some reason, I felt compelled to go to her side and open the door for her. She jumped in and turned to me saying “Thank you lover boy.” I shook my head and walked around to get in myself. “You taste yummy.” she said as I started my truck. I immediately turned it off and told her we needed to talk.

I told her that what happened could not happen again. She was my sister’s friend and she was way too young for me. “I don’t remember you stopping me when I had your cock in my mouth” she answered as she reached out to grab my cock. Of course, it felt nice and I did not move her hand away. “We can be secret lovers. No one would ever know and I’ll never tell anyone, not even Jenny” she said as she squeezed my cock that was now stiff as a brick.

I did not agree to it, but I also did not give her a firm no. Her proposal was very tempting. The thought of having someone to give me head on demand was very tempting. She had done a good job and I can only imagine her getting better over time. I turned on the truck and drove her home in silence with her offer playing over and over in my head. On the way over, she had slowly started making her way closer and closer to me. When we arrived at her place she was sitting next to me. I turned to her to tell her we could not be together when I felt her lips on mine. For a girl her age, she was very bold and daring. Her lips felt soft and I simply kissed her back. Her little tongue felt so nice dueling with my tongue when I pushed it into her mouth, with her hand grabbing my dick the whole time. Somehow I managed to come to my senses and told her we had to stop. She gave me a quick peck and left my truck.

I drove home and stayed in my truck in the driveway for several minutes wondering what the fuck was I going to do with her. Was I in trouble if I didn’t go along with her offer? Was she going to tell Jenny or worse, her mom? Would she tell my parents and I would end up getting kicked out of the house? Eventually, I went in and took a nap, another shower and left to the get-together that soon turned into a party.

The party was a blast! It was great catching up with old friends, especially some of the girls. It was funny how a lot of the roles had reversed. The hot girls from the in-crowd already had a kid or two, gained weight and not looking so hot, while the quiet nerds were looking hot. The thing was, I couldn’t get out of my head what had happened with Abby earlier in the day. As much as I tried talking to some of the girls and trying to hook up, I felt like I was cheating on her. What the fuck!

I stayed at the party until about 2 am before I headed home, alone. I was feeling tired and decided to watch some porn and shoot one off before going to sleep. I chose Teen Girls as my genre and ended up ***********ing POV porn where a very young looking girl was giving me head. It was perfect for what I had in mind. I started off with the porn, but ended up closing my eyes picturing Abby kneeling in front of me while taking my hard cock in her mouth, wrapping her glossy sexy lips around my cock. I started stroking harder and faster and came within minutes. I cleaned up the mess, closed my eyes and started thinking on how much trouble I was already in. I would definitely not be able to resist her if we ever found ourselves alone.

Jenny and my parents were back Sunday night. My parents were tired so they went to their bedroom to shower and got to bed early. Jenny stayed up watching TV with me while texting on her phone. She asked if anything special happened while she was gone. Oh shit, did Jenny already spill the beans? I casually answered no, other than her annoying little friend coming by to harass me. She started laughing, telling me that she could be annoying at times. I told her I fed her and then took her home. I was still not sure what Abby had really told her, but I was not about to admit anything. She told me that Abby definitely had the hots for me and asked if I thought she was pretty. I decided to go with the truth. Yes, I said, she is very pretty and has a nice tight body. I told her that if she was a classmate, I would definitely be interested, then quickly changed the channel and the subject.

During the following week, I worked on both Monday and Tuesday and had Wednesday off. I asked Jenny if she was up for anything. She said she and Abby had been wanting to see a teen chick flick about werewolves and vampires that had recently come out and was wondering it I would be willing to go. My goal that summer was to spend more time with her and so I agreed.

The movie was for 3 pm. Around 2 pm, we jumped into my truck and swung by Abby’s before heading to the movies. Same as last time, Abby was wearing a short skirt and a tight shirt that she tied below her tits, showing off her sexy tummy. Fuck she looked good! We bought our tickets, grabbed some popcorn and walked into the cinema. Yes, you guessed it, I had a girl on either side. The lights went out and the previews started. Also, Abby’s hand came to rest on my thighs and started caressing. I knew my attempts to stop her were futile, I simply needed to let her go until she was done with her teasing.

Her strokes on my on my thigh were going higher and higher and my cock was getting uncomfortably hard. I slowly turned to see if Jenny was looking our way and luckily she was not. She was focused on the screen. Abby leaned over and whispered in my ear “I love your cock” as she started stroking it over the jeans. I tried placing the popcorn tub over my crotch to help hide her hand. Even then, if Jenny would’ve looked down, I am sure she would’ve seen everything. Abby had me so worked up and I was struggling, trying to keep my breathing under control and trying not to cum in my pants with my sister sitting there next to me.

After a while, I could not stand it any longer and I casually moved her hand away. I looked over to give her a stern look, but she was looking up at the screen as if everything was fine. I turned my head back to the screen trying to figure out the plot when she grabbed my hand and placed it on her deliciously smooth thigh. Oh fuck, she felt so nice. She grabbed my hand and slowly started dragging it up and down her thigh. My cock was getting hard, again. It felt like she was dragging my hand higher and higher on her thigh until I felt it. My pinkie finger was directly on her slit.

My finger was touching her little pussy and I could feel her sparse hairs. She was not wearing any panties! She was becoming a young lady and it turned me on knowing I was probably the first man touch her virgin pussy. How I didn’t cum in my pants at that very moment I’ll never know. She purposely came to the movies with the sole purpose of having me touch her cunt. What was she expecting to happen? This girl was wild and I had failed to heed my sister’s warning.

She started stroking herself, slow at first but eventually she had my finger pressed hard against her little pussy as she started pleasuring herself. She started off slow, but soon she was stroking her slit faster and faster with my finger. How she managed not to moan nor make any noises impressed me. Her pussy felt so wet and slippery as she started try to insert my finger into her. She was only able to go up to the first knuckle before I felt what I could only assume was her hymen.

She went back to stroking her slit, spending a little extra time stimulating her clit. I doubt she knew what it was, I’m sure she did it because she had discovered that it felt good. I could feel her thighs starting to shake as she had an orgasm while using my finger on herself. The whole time she kept her head up at the screen until the moment she came. She turned her head to me and bit down on my shoulder to help keep her from screaming. That was so hot but it fucking hurt like hell.

After that moment, we started a little game of grab ass. Whenever she was visiting Jenny, which was always, we would drive each other crazy grabbing each other inappropriately. She would walk by in front of me as her hand caressed my cock or I would come up from behind and grab her ass when no one was looking, which was easy when my sister was somewhere else in the house and my parents were at work. She had a nice fucking ass that felt nice and full in my hand. It drove me crazy when she would wear leggings, showing me exactly how nice her ass really was.

On one occasion, all three of us were in the living room binge-watching one of their girly shows. By this time, Jenny was used to Abby and me openly flirting. I was sitting on the couch and Abby was sitting next to me leaning up against me, as if she was with her boyfriend. Jenny looked over and did not even bother rolling her eyes. She reached for a blanket for herself and threw one our way. Abby grabbed it and arranged it so it covered us below the waist.

As I was hoping, her hand very quickly went for my dick. It was late and we were all in our pajamas. Jenny was in an old t-shirt of mine. Abby was in cotton shorts and a tight t-shirt that nicely showed off her nipples with no bra. I was wearing some loose basketball shorts with no underwear, hoping it would prove to be helpful. She slipped her hand under my waistband and grabbed my cock. This little vixen loved playing with my cock and I was enjoying every minute of it. She reached in and pulled it out while pushing down my shorts. She was stroking slowly, more so because it felt nice and not really to make me cum. She was holding it and stroking it as a little girl holds on to something that is hers. She was laying claim to my dick and I was okay with that.

I had no idea what was going on with the show and I didn’t care. My eyes were closed as Abby did her thing. Before long, I heard Jenny as she started lightly snoring and we both looked over at her. Her head was slumped back on the sofa while she snored. What Abby did next scared the shit out of me and excited me simultaneously. She pushed off the blanket that was hiding my hard dick. There I was, sitting on the sofa with my dick in her little her hands for anyone to see. She got on her knees, completely pulled my shorts off and took my cock into her deliciously warm wet mouth.

She was on her knees sucking my cock with Jenny asleep three feet away from us. She could wake up at any minute and I would literally be caught with my shorts down. Abby started bobbing her head and her hands also started stroking me in rhythm with her mouth. The first time she gave me a blowjob in my bedroom, it felt good more because of the circumstance of being surprised, but this time she was really going at it. She managed to get more of my cock in her mouth than last time and she was sucking hard on my cock. I would later find out that she had done her homework on YouTube to find out how to give a good blowjob. She was proving to be a good student.

She was doing everything right. She was sucking, stroking and caressing my balls. It felt so fucking nice. This was all being done by Abby, the sexy little girl I had known forever as my little sister’s best friend. She was now on her knees looking up at me with her lips tightly wrapped around my cock. I was struggling, trying to keep from moaning to avoid waking up my sister. Abby could probably sense I was very close. She started bobbing her head even faster and started sucking harder. I did not hold back and could not warn Abby without waking up Jenny. I came hard into her mouth and she actually managed to swallow most of it.

What she did next caught me off guard. She took off her shirt and cleaned up the mess. I was seeing her gorgeous tits for the first time. Wow! She gave me a coquettish smile before she ran off to Jenny’s room only to come back wearing a different top. She went over to wake up Jenny and take her back to her room.

A few nights later, Jenny and Abby were cuddling on the couch and this time I was alone on the other end. Again, we were watching some movie about a love triangle and I was starting to doze off when I felt the couch move. Abby was helping Jenny stand up as they turned off the TV and walked off to bed. I assumed I would be going to bed with blue balls that night when I saw Abby walking back to me. She straddled me and we start kissing right away. This gorgeous little girl felt perfect on my lap.

She was so fucking horny and I could sense it. She grabbed the bottom of her shirt and took it off, telling me to grab her tits. She wanted me to grab and squeeze her tits hard and I was happy to accommodate her desires. She was getting more confident as time went on. She had started calling me babe, even around Jenny, and I loved it.

“Do you like my tits, huh babe? Are my little titties as nice as the college girls you fuck?”

This little girl was young and already good with her dirty talk. I told her that her titties were better than the girls at school because they were a perfect mouthful with dark little nipples that felt great in my mouth. I was so fucking turned on, sucking on her tits so hard as if I was trying to extract milk from them. There was no doubt she could feel my hard cock pushing up against her little cunt.

We went back to kissing as she told me to push down my shorts. I did as she instructed while she pushed down her shorts. She was now completely naked sitting on my lap with her tits pushed up against me with my stiff cock trapped between us pointing north. The only thing I was still wearing was my t-shirt that I was sure was going to be removed pretty soon. She started pushing her now bald little pussy forward, up against my cock. She was was rocking back and forth as we kissed with her softly moaning every time her pussy made contact with my cock. How that hell did she learn that so quickly?

All of a sudden, she reached down to grab my cock and pushed it down so that it was now under her pussy. She started once again rocking back and forth, grinding her little wet cunt directly on my cock. I looked down and her little pussy looked so tiny against my thick cock. Holy fuck! She was starting to get all worked up. By this time her head was next to mine with her mouth next to my ear. I could hear her breathing heavily and I knew she would be cumming as soon as I went in.

She started telling me how wet her pussy was and how much she wanted me to fuck her.. “Oh fuck babe, I want you to fuck me right now with your big cock. I want you to be my first and make me yours. You need to go slow. I don’t know if your big thick cock is gonna fit in my pussy?” I almost came just hearing her say that. She stood up on her knees and started lining up my cock to her slit. She started rubbing my cock back and forth on her slit, getting my cock nice and wet as she continued to moan non-stop.

Then suddenly, just as my cock started going in and started spreading her pussy lips, a bright light came from the kitchen. We immediately froze and looked at each other and then to the kitchen. We saw my dad standing in front of the fridge looking for something to eat or drink. Abby jumped off from my lap, grabbed her clothes and ran off naked down the hall to Jenny’s room. Any other time I would’ve busted out laughing but I was too busy reaching down for my shorts before quietly running off to my room.

We cooled it down for a bit. That was a wake up call for both of us. We still flirted with each other, but the touching and the late night shenanigans were put on hold. I was talking to my mom one morning before heading off to work and she made a comment that reminded me to be careful. She pointed out the fact that most of my free time was spent with the girls, telling me that they were young ladies and I needed to watch myself around them, especially Abby. Mom did not want me spending so much time with them, explaining that Abby would start developing a crush on me. Too late, mom (I thought to myself, recalling Abby on her knees sucking my cock.) I assured her I would be careful, reminding her that the purpose of me coming home was to spend more time with Jenny.

A couple of weeks after we were almost caught in the living room by my dad, my parents told us dad had to fly out to his company’s corporate office for some sort of meeting and they had encouraged everyone to bring their spouses. The meeting was to run from Monday to Wednesday. My mom asked for the time off and she would be joining him. Right away Jenny and Abby started scheming and nicely asked my parents that if I agreed to chaperon could they have a party with only a few friends. Some negotiating went on back and forth as to what “a few” meant, what time would everyone be leaving, who could spend the night and all the other details that would make mom and dad feel comfortable.

My parents actually went out to purchase an above-ground pool for the party. They left Saturday morning to have some time to themselves before the meeting started on Monday morning. The party was also scheduled for that same Saturday.

Everyone started showing up around 1 pm. My parents had originally approved the party for no more than 5 people. I secretly told her to invite up to ten. Five girls and four boys showed up. It was interesting to see the girls dressed up in some revealing bikinis with the boys spening most of their time in the pool, staring at the girls. I’m sure they were hiding something that would have embarrassed them.

The girls were actually looking really good. One of the girls actually seemed to have tits bigger than Abby, but she was also a bit on the heavy side. Abby had the sexiest bikini that nicely showed off her tits and allowed some of her ass to hang out, giving the boys plenty to appreciate. I actually surprised myself by constantly checking out Jenny. Escorte Premium Galati .She too had a bikini that looked great on her. At times I noticed her hard little nipples and her ass was just as nice as Abby’s.

I hung out for a bit before I got the grill going. Thanks to my sunglasses I enjoyed checking out the young ladies as I grilled the burgers. They were soon hungry and everyone came to collect their food and grabbed a seat to have lunch. Everyone really seemed to be having a great time. I helped clean up and then made myself scarce I did not want to come across as the creepy older brother that was checking his little sister’s friends.

When the swimming was over, I heard them coming into the house to watch a movie. Nobody was ready to go home. A couple of the girls had already made plans to spend the night, but most would be leaving. After a while, it got quiet and I felt obligated to go see what was happening. Most in the group were playing spin-the-bottle, but there were two couples making out on the couch. I saw no harm in it and made my way back to my room.

It was past 11 pm when the party finally ended. Jenny, Abby and the two other girls laid out blankets on the the sofas or on the living room floor and started dozing off watching TV. Abby was looking fucking hot in a pajama set with small tight shorts and with a tight tank top showing off her tits. I said goodnight to them and went to my room. I turned on the TV in my room and started watching a rerun of Die Hard.

Around 2 am, I heard my door open and I knew exactly who it was.

“Took you long enough.”

“Sorry. The girls kept talking and I wanted to make sure everyone was asleep.”

We didn’t waste any more time. We both knew why she was in my room and we had not been together in over two weeks. We were desperate and horny. Ever since we had started hooking up, I had not been with anyone else. Subconsciously, I started seeing her as my secret girlfriend. She wasted no time. She closed and locked the door behind her before she walked to my bed.

With a bashful look on her face she hesitated before slowly taking off her tank top and shorts. It was such a wild turn-on knowing she was ready for me when I noticed she wasn’t wearing underwear as she removed her shorts. It was such a perverted sight with this little girls standing there in front of me naked and looking so innocent with beautiful breasts and a little-girl’s bald pussy. She had actually cleanly shaved her pussy just for me. Her glistening slit was there for me to enjoy.

Whatever we did was going to be of her own doing. She was completely naked when she jumped into bed and crawled over and laid on me. She was the perfect size and felt so good as I wrapped my arms around her and landing on her delicious full ass. I had gone to bed wearing only a pair of shorts. The skin on skin contact as her tits pushed against my chest was electrifying.

We started making out, with her telling me that she was happy were finally alone so I could fuck her. She told me there was nothing to worry about, her mother did not want to be a grandma at 32 and had put her on the pill a few months earlier. She told me she wanted me to make love to her and not stop when I was ready to cum. She had heard that girls are actually able to feel when the guy cums and she wanted to feel me shooting into her cunt.

She was laying on me and my hands were all over her as we shoved our tongues into each others mouth. Whenever we kissed I could never get enough of her little tongue in my mouth. My cock was as hard as a light post as she would grind her little pussy against it. She asked me to take off my shorts and I told her she would need to do that. She got a big smile on her face and grabbed my shorts by the waistband and started pulling them down. Same as before, it was wishful thinking when I chose not to wear any underwear.

My cock sprang out and she continued pulling my shorts until they were completely off. She came back up and we went back to kissing with her little pussy pressed up against my hard cock. Her little naked body felt so nice against me in anunturi gay romania .

After a while, she sat up and started grinding her pussy up and down the length of my cock, getting it nice and wet. I could actually feel the heat from her little cunt on my shaft. That was driving me mad. If I allowed her to continue, she was going to make me cum. I pulled her down to me and quickly rolled us over so I was now on top. She felt so small under me. I was definitely going to enjoy fucking this beautiful sexy creature.

I lowered my head and started kissing her neck. I was so horny that my initial urge was to line up my cock and fuck her hard. To show her what it was to be fucked by a man, but I also knew this was going to be her first time and I wanted to make it special for her. I took a deep breath and told myself to slow down. Continuing to kiss her on the neck, I started my way down, wanting to taste her fresh virgin pussy.

I kissed ever square inch of her as I made my way to her tits, with her hard little nipples waiting for me. I took my time licking and sucking on them, telling her how much I was loving her body. The only sounds coming from her were moans, oohs, and ahhhs. I used those to guide me. I would run my flat tongue to lick up on her nipples and I would get a loud moan from her, telling me her nipples were very sensitive. I spent my time on her tits, determined to try and make her orgasm. When I felt her grab my head and bring harder against her chest while trying to push her pelvis up, I knew I was onto something.

I started licking and sucking faster and harder. I heard her breathing harder and her little body started shaking. I licked and sucked even harder wanting her body to explode with pleasure. She took a deep breath before she started yelling out loud “Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck….I’m cumming, baby, I’m cumming!” I immediately reached up and put my hand on her mouth tellng her she needed to be quiet. She tried to apologize as she caught her breath. She told me she did not know women could come simply by having their tits sucked on. I told her that other men usually don’t take the time to find out.

I continue my downward journey as I lowered my head and kissed her on her tight little tummy. It’s not traditionally an erogenous part of the body, but hers looked so cute and tight. She started giggling the minute I touched it with my mouth that she forced me to move on. I would need to spend more time there if we ever did this again. I moved down and started on her thighs. She calmed down and went back to moaning and enjoying my kisses on her body. She opened her legs even wider to give me access to her great looking little treasure. As I continued licking and kissing both her thighs, I looked up and noticed something that put a smile on my face. Her cute hairless pussy was glistened with her juices, showing me her excitement.

I licked on the sides of her pussy, teasing her as I avoided making direct contact. I licked around it for a while with her tummy moving up and down as she breathed hard. I reached up and grabbed her tits the moment my tongue made contact with her sex. She instantly reached down and pressed my head hard against her as she pushed her hips up. This was the first time anybody had licked her pussy and it hit her like a ton of bricks. I was enjoying myself showing her all the pleasures of sex. I licked her all over and sucked on her labia and the whole time she tried pushing my head into her pussy, remembering to whisper, telling me how good I was making her feel and telling me that she loved me. I assumed it was the sex talking.

I took my hands and reached under to grab her ass cheeks to pull her up and squeeze them. Her cheeks felt nice in my hands. They were full and as she grew older would only get bigger and better looking. She was breathing harder and I knew it was time to make her come again. My tongue searched for and easily sought out her sensitive little clit. The moment I licked it her entire body let me know she liked that. I felt her body stiffen before she threw a pillow over her face and started moaning loudly. I continued my assault on her precious pebble, taking it into my mouth and sucking on it just hard enough to make her feel good.

One hand was keeping the pillow in place over her face as her other hand reached down to hold my head in place. Once again she started humping her pelvis against my face as she started trembling. She started cumming for the second time that night. I pulled away as I enjoyed watching her little body tremble non-stop. I ended up laying down next to her as she finally calmed down.

She turned her head toward and said “That was fucking awesome. Oh my god, I have never felt anything like that. How did you know what to do? Can we do it again?” I told her that if she wanted, we could do it as many times as she wanted, but we were not done. I got up and started getting on top of her. Without saying any words she had a knowing look and smile on her face.

She spread her legs wide to give me her virginity.. She was giving me permission to make love to her, to penetrate her tiny pussy and make her mine. I told here that this would only happen if she really wanted this. She reached out to grab my cock and lined it up with her vagina and started rubbing the head against it. She looked up at me and said exactly what I wanted to hear.

“Baby, please make love to me.”

I pushed forward and my cock started penetrating her tiny cunt. I looked down and saw as it started stretching out as my thick cock started entering her. She started grimacing as I went in further until I was stopped and knew what was next. I told her that it would hurt like hell when I tore her cherry, but it was necessary in order to give her what she asked of me. I also told her that it was best that we approach it like you would a band aid.

We made eye contact as I kissed her and asked if she was ready. She nodded her head and whispered to me “Fuck me baby, this pussy is all yours.” That shot up my sexual adrenaline and got my cock even harder, if that was even possible. Never losing eye contact with her I push my hips forward and I tore her hymen. She had a look on her face as if she wanted to cry, as if someone had just whipped her with a belt. Tears were rolling down the side of her face and her mouth was wide open, ready to scream, but she never did.

I stopped with my cock half way in. I did what needed to be done. That tight little teenage cunt was now mine and I was ready to fuck her hard. She had decided to give herself to a man and this was the result. She was now going to get fucked hard by a man. I stayed there waiting for her to give me the signal that she was ready to continue. As I waited, I enjoyed how good my cock felt in her very tight cunt. She was very wet and still I could feel her vaginal muscled wrapped tightly all around my cock. She felt so fucking good and tight. Looking down, it was an amazing sight. Her tight cunt was stretched to its limit with her labia tightly sealed around my thick cock.

She was my second virgin. My first had been my high school girlfriend with whom I also lost my virginity to. I was young and did not properly appreciate it as I did now with Abby.

After she had calmed down a bit and seemed to be breathing a lot better, I slowly started going in and out, allowing her tight little cunt to get accustomed to my thick cock. It was very tight, whether I was going in or out, even though it was very wet. Slowly, I was eventually able to go all the way in. I had bottomed out and my balls were hitting her ass every time I pushed forward. She had her arms around my neck and we were either kissing or she was begging me not to stop. She kept telling me to keep fucking her and that she never knew it could feel so good. She actually started crying softly, thanking me for making love to her and making her feel so good.

It was time to put it in high gear. I wanted her orgasm to hit her hard. I threw her legs over my shoulders and started pumping my cock hard and fast into her tight cunt. I was determined to make her cum and she had a face that told me she was very close. I found the energy to continue as I pounded hard over and over. I had only one speed, hard and fast. That’s when she started seeing stars as she lost control. She started cumming and shaking hard as she screamed out loud before I shoved the pillow into her face again. She held the pillow to her face as I continued my assault on her tight no-longer-virgin cunt.

I allowed her to rest for a moment before I grabbed her like a rag doll and turned her around onto her stomach. I grabbed her and picked her up by her hips to line up her cunt with my cock. I was like a possessed man claiming his prize. I brought her cunt to my cock and pulled her to me. I pushed my hips forward and shoved my cock right back into her. She yelped when she felt my cock shoved into her cunt. I held on tight to her hips and started pulling her to me every time I pushed my cock back in. I was holding on to her by her hips, pulling and pushing her back and forth on my cock. She was my personal sex doll as I fucked her with abandon.

The best part about fucking her from behind was looking down to see her little starfish. I knew that my cock would be in heaven if she ever allowed me in. Regardless of how tight her pussy felt, her little asshole would be the ultimate conquest.

With her face buried in the pillow, I could faintly hear her cries of passion. I had never gone on this long without cumming. I wanted to make sure she got the fucking of a lifetime that would keep her coming back for more. On several occasions I felt her body shaking and it felt like she would temporarily lose consciousness.

I kept going, pulling her hard against me as I pushed my cock hard into her pussy. There was no talking between us, it was simply raw animal fucking. My balls could only take so much banging against her clit and I felt my orgasm building up. I pulled her hard against me with my cock deep in her as I shot rope after rope of my hot cum into her. It was a perverted thought of satisfaction knowing I was the first man to cum in her pussy and wondered how many more would come after me. How many more would she allow to violate her little cunt?

I pulled out and she dropped like dead weight onto the bed as I laid down next to her. She turned her head to me and as much as she tried, she could not speak. She had to first catch her breath because she had just received the fucking of her life.

She woke up an hour later and woke me up, telling me she had to get back to the living room where all the other girls were sleeping. She got dressed and walked away on wobbly legs to use the bathroom before heading back. With my door closed I heard her open the door and talking to Jenny. I was not able to hear exactly what was said. Oh fuck, what now?

The true story of an incestuous family

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My age is 21 I have a one sister her name is Ruxandra  .  Her age is 24 she is elder than me I never think I will fuck her 3 months of quarantaine lockdown of coronavirus but it happened the solvent when my mother and father went to marriage in our need to place it was a small village after that logon had started and they are they are stuck in in my negative place only now let’s go into the story my sister had a very big boobs an nice shape and also she was very lovely sister to me I never believe that she is still virgin at the age of 24 and never think that but after I fuck her I know that she was a virgin let’s begin the story .

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I pressing her boobs like there is no today and tomorrow I am pressing very hardly after few minutes my sister give up To me on the green signal was started removing her dress anything . I remove her dress and start pressing her boobs she was feeling the heaven on next . I remove her boobs ohms and starts shaking very hardly she was telling to it slow slow but I never listen her that friend I remove my clothes while removing my clothes my sisters seeing on my dick and she closed her mouth . I asked what happened told you have a such a big one and never see like this in the videos of so she told . I was shock and I ask her did anyone fuck you till now she told no one ever and I ask her you are so lucky your brother was fucking you She was smiled and close our eyes but I never imagine her boobs with very very big . I ask her why did you have such big boobs she told to never tell to anyone . I will tell the secret of my boobs . I ask her please tell me tell me she told till 5 guys press my boobs heavily . I was shock and ask you told me you are a virgin sweeter as . I am still a virgin but you are telling five guys or pressing your boobs Sheetal as only boobs never do anything . I asked who is that 5 lucky persons she told to me in my 10th standard my maths sir press my boobs 3 months very heavy and heavy Li and after that in my 12th standard my friend’s father press my boob and after that main college my boyfriend press my boobs and after that my College principal press my boob and finally from last one and half year our uncle was pressing boob and last 3 months dad also press press my boob and also she told me she will fuck MI me after coming from the marriage .

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