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My girlfriend Sally had dressed as a cute little devil for the Halloween party. Her long black hair had two little horns sticking out of it. My attention for most of the party had been on the the rest of her costume. The costume was a black one piece bathing suit and pantyhose that showed off her lithe body and legs. She had completed her sexy devil look by adding a red sash around the top of her hips and a pair of high heals. I was studying how her long hair moved over the swell of her breasts when I got caught. “I think your thoughts are impure, angel boy,” she said. I had dressed as an angel in a long white robe and had little wings and a tin foil halo. She put her hands on her hips and eyed me skeptically. “You’re not hard under that robe are you?” “Getting there,” I said, “that costume is definitely working its ‘evil’ on me.” “Corrupting an angel seems to me a good night’s work for a little devil like me. Stay here.” Sally knew the hosts and soon returned and took my hand. “Follow me. Jan says I can use the spare bedroom,” Sally said as she Ümraniye Escort led me up the stairs. “I told her I needed to lay down. I didn’t tell her I needed to get laid, so we need to keep the noise down.” She stopped and looked back at me. “You are going to do exactly what I say or you can jack yourself without me and tell me about it later. Got it?” “Got it,” I said. Sally liked to hear about when I masturbated. Not how I did it or how long it took me to cum. ‘Grip firmly, stroke up, stroke down, repeat until it spurts, trust me, I know how your cock works,’ she would tell me. She wanted to know about where I was and what I was looking at or thinking about that made me ‘jack myself.’ Because this excited her, I tried to be a bit creative. As far as I knew she only masturbated when I told her about my solo exploits. I held her hand and followed her down the hall into the last bedroom on the right. “Strip,” Sally ordered as she closed the door. “Lay naked on that bed.” I complied, as Sally walked to the foot Ümraniye Escort Bayan of the bed. Sally liked me nude, seeing me strip didn’t excite her, seeing my nude ass and cock did. This puzzled me because seeing her in tight clothes or a bra and panties turned me on. Seeing her slowly remove her clothes could drive me to the brink. “No touching yourself,” she ordered. She gazed down at my semi-erect cock. Sally likes to excite me visually, but early on had found out that if I pleasured myself as she stripped, the result was often a slightly embarrassing solo orgasm. Walking to the head of the bed, she undid the red sash around her waist and wrapped my wrists together. She bent over draping her hair on my face then moved to the foot of the bed while her hair caressed my whole body. I groaned as her hair moved over my erection. She stood at the foot of the bed smiling at my reaction. Her hands cupped the swell of her breasts. “Do you like staring at my tits?” she asked. Her hands massaged her chest. “Did they Escort Ümraniye get you hard under that angel costume?” “Yes,” I answered. I was mesmerized by how her breasts pressed against her black bathing suit as her hands worked. I could make out her nipples through the material as they pebbled. My cock twitched. She turned around and bent over. “Did you stare at my ass?” Her hand reached through her legs and began to rub the swell of her pussy through her bathing suit. “Did you want to feel this?” I groaned loudly which answered her question. My need to orgasm was already strong. I wanted to thrust into Sally, I wanted to hold her body, I wanted release. My body started to tremble in its need. Sally stood and began to rub herself from the front. Her nipples now stood out against her bathing suit. “This feels nice,” she said as she rubbed, “tell me about the last time you did this to yourself.” “It was Thursday afternoon,” I began,”I was walking by the high school and I saw some cheerleaders practicing.” “You liked their outfits?” Sally asked. She continued to rub herself slowly her eyes closed. “No, they were practicing. They didn’t have on cheerleading outfits, mostly just tee shirts and shorts. Tight spandex shorts, actually. That’s what caught my attention. Some of the girls had on spandex sports tops that exposed their bare midriff.

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