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His two hands gripped her hips, his thumbs almost touched near her spine, the tips of his middle fingers brushed each other, halfway between her pubis and her belly button. Veins and muscle fibers telegraphed through the skin on his forearms, bearing her weight and pulling her down toward his hips. Legs kicked frantically at his thick tree like thighs. He hardly noticed, such was his focus on his task. Her hands pushed on his knees, trying to fight his pull, yet unwittingly helping him keep her body in proper alignment. Thick purple bulbous head pressed, whitening at the point of contact. Her tight ring was both a gateway and obstacle to his intended invasion. His lips curled in a snarl, biceps bulged and pectoral muscles strained. He leaned backwards to push his hips forward. His shaft bent from the mounting pressure, bending like a tightly strung bow. The thick pink ring began to give way. High pitched screams echoed off the walls of an enclosed room. Entry was slow, the flared head stretching the pink ring slowly and unyieldingly, like the incoming tide. Screams similar to those of sea gulls fell on deaf ears. Grunts passed through his gnashed teeth. Her teeth also gnashed, her head thrown up and back, eyes screwed shut. Thighs and buttocks clenched like knotted rope, fighting the unwanted penetration. There was no audible pop, but he felt it through his soul, when the thick ring snapped over his flared rim. He paused, just for a moment, letting out his breath in a long slow deflation. Her wriggles became more frantic. Her hands left his knees to punch at shin and calf. Her weight shifted forward, dropping, but his hands remained solid as a vice. Her clenched muscles didn’t help her as they trapped the knob tightly within her. He groaned in pleasure before inhaling deeply and renewing his efforts to pull her hips toward his own. He made slow and steady progress. A band of extreme pressure worked slowly down his shaft. His fingers clenched and pulled, his shoulders strained, he threw his head back and leaned into her, pressing relentlessly. He may have been an impressive specimen of straining muscle, but she was nearly equal to the challenge. Her washboard belly clenched, as did her robust sphincter. Tight buttocks were hard like fists. She shrieked like a cat, and although she could feel the invasion slowly gaining headway, her nether ring slowly stretching more and more, she continued to fight. He pushed on. Every painful and slow millimeter gained, felt like being immersed in a warm fluid of pleasure inducing euphoria. He couldn’t have stopped himself had he wanted to, such was the promise of greater pleasure ahead. Veins bulged, nearly to the point of bursting, before sliding ever slowly out of view inside her ring. He began to suck in slow ragged breaths. She began to pant and squeal. Her heels were now kicking at his back, the motion only helped him gain headway. It was almost done. His eyes wide and barely focused made out the diminishing gap between his muscular abdomen and her bottom most curves. Through gritted teeth, her squeals turned to grunts. Her hands went back to pushing on his lower thighs, thin arms struggled to lift herself away from him. Their hips met. Firm buttocks met masculine hip bones. Swaying scrotum bumped against bare pubis. Barely noticeable, despite the staggering effort she put up in her fight to repel the invader, a small trickle, starting with just one drop, a clear viscous fluid dripped. From pink cleft, it dropped, alighting on the wrinkled skin of his swaying sack, before elongating and stretching toward the floor. It hung in midair for a moment, before snapping and falling to the floor with an inaudible splat. His chest rumbled like a lions. He leaned forward, withdrawing his shaft slowly away from the steel grip of his hands. The thick ring refused to loosen its grip, the pink sheath stretched away, continuing to fully encase his prong. Then it could stretch no further, and the shaft began to reappear, veins popped back up from the released pressure, slickened by a clear moisture. He reversed his motion, not wanting to be any further outside his most pleasurable encasement. He pressed the ring back inside her. She grunted and fought against him once more, trying with all her might to keep him from regaining his conquered territory. This battle was just as futile as the first and he wasn’t delayed for long, before manly pelvis mashed into feminine buttock. His sack, stretched from holding leaden testicles, swung up to gently slap distended clit and pubic mound. It came away, smeared in thick clear fluid, this time it connected the two in a curving strand, slowly stretching. It nearly made it to the floor in one long string, before breaking and joining the previous offering. He pulled back again, the motions, the grunts, the squeals and the clenching muscles repeated. Each time he sawed into her, her body gave way more easily. The dripping fluids began to slicken his hips and shaft. Her thick pink ring now glistened with the moisture. Her grip remained as tight, but the friction decreased and his pace quickened. It wasn’t long before a wet spot on the floor went from one of his feet to the other. His hips were bucking back and forth rapidly. He groaned in non-stop pleasure, his head thrown back and his eyes squeezed shut. A sheen of sweat made his body look like a glistening statue. Her head was now bobbling about, her arms hung limply from her body, hanging toward the floor, like her legs. Her wail was punctuated with breaks with each thrust forward. Her body had been shaking through waves of pleasure, peaking and waning, and peaking yet again. The sound of a heavy wet scrotum slapping against a bare lower belly accented each thrust. His knees bent, his hips shifted lower, his stance broadened as his ultimate explosion of pleasure neared. Her feet rose to rest on the top of his hips, her knees pushed upward and outward from her body as it unconsciously opened to accept his ultimate penetrations as deeply as possible. Their bodies met with forceful shudders. They were focused on one thing only, the immense pleasure emanating from where her tight pink thick ring clasped his meaty veiny shaft. The waves of this pleasure washed over each, making them nothing more than mindless beasts. Her hair hung loose, drool dripped from her mouth, similar to the drool from her enflamed slit. She was lost to the world around her. Around her neck, a golden pendant swung. Dangling on the delicate golden chain, was a single glittering letter. The letter which told him that she was available for the treatment she was receiving. A single letter on a chain, interpreted by one person, to indicate what the wearer desired most deeply. To the other person, it was a gift from a grandparent that signified the first letter of her name. As it turned out, both interpretations turned out to be unexpected, yet true.
His two hands gripped her hips, his thumbs almost touched near her spine, the tips of his middle fingers brushed each other, halfway between her pubis and her belly button. Veins and muscle fibers telegraphed through the skin on his forearms, bearing her weight and pulling her down toward his hips. Legs kicked frantically at his thick tree like thighs. He hardly noticed, such was his focus on his task. Her hands pushed on his knees, trying to fight his pull, yet unwittingly helping him keep her body in proper alignment. Thick purple bulbous head pressed, whitening at the point of contact. Her tight ring was both a gateway and obstacle to his intended invasion. His lips curled in a snarl, biceps bulged and pectoral muscles strained. He leaned backwards to push his hips forward. His shaft bent from the mounting pressure, bending like a tightly strung bow. The thick pink ring began to give way. High pitched screams echoed off the walls of an enclosed room. Entry was slow, the flared head stretching the pink ring slowly and unyieldingly, like the incoming tide. Screams similar to those of sea gulls fell on deaf ears. Grunts passed through his gnashed teeth. Her teeth also gnashed, her head thrown up and back, eyes screwed shut. Thighs and buttocks clenched like knotted rope, fighting the unwanted penetration. There was no audible pop, but he felt it through his soul, when the thick ring snapped over his flared rim. He paused, just for a moment, letting out his breath in a long slow deflation. Her wriggles became more frantic. Her hands left his knees to punch at shin and calf. Her weight shifted forward, dropping, but his hands remained solid as a vice. Her clenched muscles didn’t help her as they trapped the knob tightly within her. He groaned in pleasure before inhaling deeply and renewing his efforts to pull her hips toward his own. He made slow and steady progress. A band of extreme pressure worked slowly down his shaft. His fingers clenched and pulled, his shoulders strained, he threw his head back and leaned into her, pressing relentlessly. He may have been an impressive specimen of straining muscle, but she was nearly equal to the challenge. Her washboard belly clenched, as did her robust sphincter. Tight buttocks were hard like fists. She shrieked like a cat, and although she could feel the invasion slowly gaining headway, her nether ring slowly stretching more and more, she continued to fight. He pushed on. Every painful and slow millimeter gained, felt like being immersed in a warm fluid of pleasure inducing euphoria. He couldn’t have stopped himself had he wanted to, such was the promise of greater pleasure ahead. Veins bulged, nearly to the point of bursting, before sliding ever slowly out of view inside her ring. He began to suck in slow ragged breaths. She began to pant and squeal. Her heels were now kicking at his back, the motion only helped him gain headway. It was almost done. His eyes wide and barely focused made out the diminishing gap between his muscular abdomen and her bottom most curves. Through gritted teeth, her squeals turned to grunts. Her hands went back to pushing on his lower thighs, thin arms struggled to lift herself away from him. Their hips met. Firm buttocks met masculine hip bones. Swaying scrotum bumped against bare pubis. Barely noticeable, despite the staggering effort she put up in her fight to repel the invader, a small trickle, starting with just one drop, a clear viscous fluid dripped. From pink cleft, it dropped, alighting on the wrinkled skin of his swaying sack, before elongating and stretching toward the floor. It hung in midair for a moment, before snapping and falling to the floor with an inaudible splat. His chest rumbled like a lions. He leaned forward, withdrawing his shaft slowly away from the steel grip of his hands. The thick ring refused to loosen its grip, the pink sheath stretched away, continuing to fully encase his prong. Then it could stretch no further, and the shaft began to reappear, veins popped back up from the released pressure, slickened by a clear moisture. He reversed his motion, not wanting to be any further outside his most pleasurable encasement. He pressed the ring back inside her. She grunted and fought against him once more, trying with all her might to keep him from regaining his conquered territory. This battle was just as futile as the first and he wasn’t delayed for long, before manly pelvis mashed into feminine buttock. His sack, stretched from holding leaden testicles, swung up to gently slap distended clit and pubic mound. It came away, smeared in thick clear fluid, this time it connected the two in a curving strand, slowly stretching. It nearly made it to the floor in one long string, before breaking and joining the previous offering. He pulled back again, the motions, the grunts, the squeals and the clenching muscles repeated. Each time he sawed into her, her body gave way more easily. The dripping fluids began to slicken his hips and shaft. Her thick pink ring now glistened with the moisture. Her grip remained as tight, but the friction decreased and his pace quickened. It wasn’t long before a wet spot on the floor went from one of his feet to the other. His hips were bucking back and forth rapidly. He groaned in non-stop pleasure, his head thrown back and his eyes squeezed shut. A sheen of sweat made his body look like a glistening statue. Her head was now bobbling about, her arms hung limply from her body, hanging toward the floor, like her legs. Her wail was punctuated with breaks with each thrust forward. Her body had been shaking through waves of pleasure, peaking and waning, and peaking yet again. The sound of a heavy wet scrotum slapping against a bare lower belly accented each thrust. His knees bent, his hips shifted lower, his stance broadened as his ultimate explosion of pleasure neared. Her feet rose to rest on the top of his hips, her knees pushed upward and outward from her body as it unconsciously opened to accept his ultimate penetrations as deeply as possible. Their bodies met with forceful shudders. They were focused on one thing only, the immense pleasure emanating from where her tight pink thick ring clasped his meaty veiny shaft. The waves of this pleasure washed over each, making them nothing more than mindless beasts. Her hair hung loose, drool dripped from her mouth, similar to the drool from her enflamed slit. She was lost to the world around her. Around her neck, a golden pendant swung. Dangling on the delicate golden chain, was a single glittering letter. The letter which told him that she was available for the treatment she was receiving. A single letter on a chain, interpreted by one person, to indicate what the wearer desired most deeply. To the other person, it was a gift from a grandparent that signified the first letter of her name. As it turned out, both interpretations turned out to be unexpected, yet true.
Greetings from the sugar bowl, the online paradise where younger woman barter their affections and time for the financial support of older men .While I have enjoyed immensely my association with one of the websites that connects sugar babies with sugar daddies…, I have taken it to another level and thought I would share my adventures…. My online profile includes a single picture and details my situation, i.e. I have been divorced for over ten years but have lived with a female executive several years my junior for almost five….She is my soul mate in every way but one…the classic cliché…as she has completely shut down sexually. I use my adventures in the sugar bowl to discretely preserve my sanity…Ever since I have added to my profile the single sentence that I would expect to pay an allowance to any sugar baby who adopts me as their sugar daddy…I am approached by 2-5 young women daily….I have had very satisfying arrangements with several but the constant approaches are stimulating all by themselves… The women I have met in the sugar bowl were invariably interesting and I clicked with some and not others. They generally range in age from 18 to 35…education runs from high school to graduate degrees…and they include the drop dead gorgeous and the not so attractive and everything in between…As you would expect, I tend to respond to the approaches from the more attractive and intelligent women that are more proximate, as the web site is set up where membership is free, but communication for men with would-be sugar babies cost money…and time. I probably respond to about ten percent of the women who approach me…and hear back from about ten percent of those would be sugar babies to whom I have responded. The motivations of prospective sugar babies vary too…there are some hustlers, i.e. “please send me money now so I can pay my car bill”…some financially desperate….some are lonely…some are adventurous fun seekers…some want a platonic only relationship like the gal I talked to yesterday…Most are romantically practical…looking for a “mutually beneficial relationship”. What constitutes the arrangement between sugar babies and sugar daddies is very much up to the two parties involved. Some guys (and gals) have a veritable pricelist and “appearance fees”…I prefer loosely structured relationships involving not less than two meetings monthly for an allowance of circa $1k per month…with gifts and other benefits to be determined based on how things go. Like many of the male members, I knew several women in my real life that I wished would turn up on the site. For me, first among them .was a young gal on staff at the gym I frequent that always made me crazy as I walked the treadmill…She’s a beautiful sporty blonde at least thirty years my junior with a body to die for…She has a small office just off the huge exercise floor almost always filled with young male admirers…whose attention she obviously enjoys. She knows me to say hello to …but in real life I had no shot. I went to a stationary store and had some “business” cards made. On one side it said “You’re Sugar Baby Material”…and on the other just the website address. I managed to place one in her office very discreetly on what I knew was her day off…. I guess it was about three weeks later that I saw her profile…She used the privacy screen on the one picture she provided but it was clearly her…I sent her a message and told her I was the guy who had left the card…She was obviously concerned that I was someone who knew her and knew she was on the site…but I reassured her that she could count on my absolute discretion…and she agreed to meet for coffee…at a place of her choosing. She wore a sundress that underscored her femininity and took my breathe away .She smiled when she recognized me and gave me a pro forma hug…She explained she had been trying to figure out who I was …given the gaggle of men she knew thru the gym. I handed her a gift card from a very nice department store as an apology for any grief I may have caused her. We took it slow as her rules required we meet at in Washington DC…whilst we live in nearby Maryland. We had a couple of nice dinners and clearly enjoyed one another’s company…She has a broad set of interests that extend well beyond the gym…We discussed an arrangement both times and she had questions…and reservations. Mostly she was concerned that I would protect her privacy at the gym …Curiously she also focused on her tax exposure and was comforted when I told her should could accept gifts of up to $14k annually from a person before incurring any tax liability…She laughed when she told me that none of the young men who chatted her up at the gym had fifty cents to buy her a burger. When I walked her to her car after our second date she threw her arms around me and said, “Next time book us a room in a hotel.” I did…and have been living the dream ever since. That third date was midday on her day off …a few days later…and she allowed us to meet in Maryland….I ***********ed a hotel with discrete parking and no lobby to walk across…. I fixed a picnic lunch and brought it to the hotel…As it happened it went untouched. She arrived about 15 minutes late but looked spectacular in a rag wool sweater, tight black jeans and boots……She walked straight past me to the bathroom…and came out wearing only a men’s shirt…and a wicked grin…She lounged on the bed while I sat in the one chair in the room…I opened the wine and let it breathe …as it was clear she wanted to take her time…She wanted to talk about sex …her likes and dislikes…She loved oral…both giving and receiving but wasn’t big on 69…She liked positions where we could maintain eye contact…It was funny because she seemed to be planning our lovemaking as if it were a workout… It was verbal foreplay and I was harder than Chinese arithmetic…She asked about my likes and dislikes…I told her I didn’t like condoms and had had a vasectomy anyway…and she laughed and said she was on birth control……She knew my ex’s name and some of my old girlfriends names from our two dinners and wanted a review on each as lovers…a subject for another day I said. She grinned as she knew I was calling her on her nervousness… I poured the wine…As I handed her a glass…(ok a paper cup)…she motioned me to sit next to her on the bed …She took a sip of wine and kissed me deeply …passionately…and when she broke the kiss she whispered…”Hello Daddy”…I unbuttoned the shirt and tasted each perfect breast as she moaned softly…I gently pushed her down onto the bed and knelt beside it while pulling her legs toward me…Her pussy was beautiful, fresh, inviting and wet…and I went down on her while she whispered instructions…When I focused on sucking her clit…her orgasm seemed sudden and very intense and she motioned me to stop so she could recover. I needed a towel to deal with her juices… In a few minutes he wicked smile was back …She looked me in the eye and said “That was very nice…but these meetings will be about you…I am here for your pleasure Daddy.” She motioned me to replace her on the bed…She knelt next to me and took me in her mouth for an expert blow job…I’m not sure it was the best I have ever had so much as the first one in a while…I told her I didn’t want to come that way and wanted to fuck her…She finished undressing me and pulled me on to the bed…We literally did the sexual program she had outlined in our conversation…whispering encouragement in between soft moans…She wanted me to come in her mouth and I did…and it was fabulous. She said she came twice more but I’m not really sure she wasn’t just being nice. We showered together after…She was sensual and affectionate but seemed to understand that I was spent. She smiled that same wicked smile as I handed her a towel…and said, “We’ll save anal (one of my favorites) for special occasions.” My baby and I are careful at the gym though last week while I was on the treadmill, and looked toward her office…filled with three young guys…she met my gaze with a wink that made me smile. I’m looking forward to this week’s rendezvous…and figuring out what will qualify as a special occasion. I have written to the website and asked their forgiveness for the unauthorized use of their name on the business card. Of course…I would do it again. Last week I left another card for a waitress when I paid my check at a local eatery. I now scan the site daily to see if she turns up.
Part 1: I had just been hired at a new job working for a law firm. I was making a good chunk of money, so I moved into a higher-end apartment located closer to where I was working. It was great for a while, high paying job, cushy apartment, I was set. However, then COVID hit and I was let go from my job. I was not one to save, and my rent was due in a week. I heard things about the government handing out checks, so I decided to just wait. My rent day came and I still had no money. Halfway through the day, I was working on a project when there was a knock at my door. It was the landlord. A big fat burly fellow, hair covering every bit of skin. I opened the door and let him in. “Hi there Anna,” he said, “I am just here to collect rent for this month”. My face burned red and I looked at the floor as I said, “Sorry Mr. Robberts, I lost my job so I don’t have the money right now”. He gave a grunt of disapproval and said, “If you don’t have it by Monday I will have to take matters into my own hands.” Then he turned and left, slamming my front door behind him. I was pretty scared, what was I to do? Would he throw me out if I failed to get the money? I set out to try and find some way to get the rent by Monday. However, as Monday rolled up I still was just as broke. I just went about my day as usual hopping the landlord had forgotten about me. Night fell and there had still been no sign of him. I stripped down naked as this is the best way to sleep, then went to bed quite relieved that I still had a place to sleep for the night. I had been sleeping for a while when I was half awakened by the sound of noise by my apartment door. I assumed it was some drunk returning home and turned to go back to sleep. A few minutes later in my almost asleep state, I thought I heard another sound. I went to sit up but a powerful arm shoved me roughly back into my bed. A large figure loomed over me, pinning me in place. “Time to pay up girly,” it said, as one of the hands reached down and began to fondle my breasts through the blanket. I just lay there shocked, as his other hand moved to my leg and began to caress my inner thigh. “That’s right Anna, you know that you owe me a debt,” said the figure in a sickly sweet tone that made me shudder. After a few minutes of lightly correcting my body, he in one quick motion pulled the blanket back revealing my fully naked body. “Lovely, you were waiting for me.” says the figure as it begins to undo a belt around its waist. At this moment I was finally able to break from my shock to speak. “Wh.. Wh. who are you?” I managed to gasp out, “Is that you Mr. Robberts?”. The figure gave out a loud deep laugh and as they pulled their jeans down, then they leaned forward letting me see their face. It was Mr. Robberts, but that is not all that was revealed in the light. Protruding from under his fat hairy stomach was a massive erect cock. Almost 12 inches long it was glistening in the low light, already wet with precum. I couldn’t help but gasp as I saw it, I quickly tried to push back away from him. “No, don’t do this I whimpered”, pushing my body against the wall at my bed’s headboard. He just smiled and with one arm he grabbed me around the waist, lifting me from my bed and roughly threw me to the floor. I landed on my hands and knees quickly trying to turn and get up. As my face rose from the floor it smacked right into his huge erect member. He gave out a moan and gabbing my head with one hand he forced his cock passed my lips and deep into my throat. I gagged and tried to push him away with my hands, but it was like pushing against a brick wall. He pushed in then out, in then out. Due to the length of his cock, I was constantly gagging, tears pouring out of my eyes. He used me like this for what felt like an hour. Then finally he pulled back and came. Cum splattered over my face and breasts in thick spurts until I could no longer see. I reached up to wipe it away but his powerful hands grabbed my arms and lifted my whole body up. He carried me into my living room, then roughly tossed me onto the couch. I lay there terrified, still spitting up the foul taste of his dick and trying to wipe his cum from my eyes. Before I could recover I felt his hands on my ass, pulling it out and dropping my knees to the floor. I knelt there, face in the couch, ass in the air and I couldn’t help but feel aroused. Despite what my landlord was doing to me, my body betrayed me and I felt my pussy getting wet. This split second if thought ended as his 12-inch cock slammed into me, pumping in, deeper and deeper. I tried to scream out, but I was muffled by the couch. At first, it was pure pain, my pussy had never been touched by anything this big before. However, after a few minutes of this has passed, I began to feel an immense pleasure as my body gave in. Instinctively pushing back against his rhythmic thrusts as he fucked my brains out. I am not sure how long he lasted, but I was rocked with countless orgasms before I felt him finish. Deep inside me, his cum spurted, filling my womb and stretching me out like a water balloon. I slumped to the floor as he got up and left, a constant stream of his cum leaking from my pussy. There was a bang as my apartment door closed. I lay there knowing that this was not the worst part, I knew that he would be back. Any time he wanted, he would be back to use me. Part 2: My apparent began to grow dark as the sun set. I felt a pang of anxiety and anticipation run through me as I watched the clock, it was five minutes to ten. Would he come tonight? Or had something come up, maybe I would be spared for a single night. I walked passed my door to the living room, seeing the marks on it where a lock had once been. Another pang ran through me as I realized once more how vulnerable I actually was. Anyone could just open the door and come in at any moment, I was helpless to stop them. However, just anyone was not who I was worried about tonight. I began my nightly routine, removing all of my clothes and placing them in the hamper. I glanced at the clock once again, two minutes to ten. I would soon know my fate. I knelt on my living room carpet, just as I had been instructed to by my landlord. Pushing my face into my couch I spread my legs out, the cool air breezing over my now wet pussy. I didn't want to be here, knelling like a slave in my own living room. But what could I do? I had no money to my name, nowhere else to go. My thoughts were broken my a noise out in the hallway. I clenched up tight, listening intently for the dreaded sound to come. There it was, the creaking of my door being opened, then shut behind someone. I buried my face deeper in the couch, clenching the cushion tightly. My pussy throbbed with anticipation and the footsteps grew near. A large hand slapped me on the side of my ass, almost knocking me over. "Glad to see you are still following my orders." said a deep voice. "I wouldn't want to have to throw you out to the dogs one night." Two hands spread my legs even further apart and I felt a pulsating hard cock bump up against my wet pussy lips. I couldn't help but give out a gasp. "Please sir, you don't have to do this" I said in a soft moaning tone. The huge man just laughed and slammed his cock into me, aided by my wetness he drove it in deep. I could feel it in me, pulsing as he pulled it back and slammed it in once more. I had begged for him to at least use a condom when violating me, but he would not have it. He wanted me to know how useless I was, nothing but a hole to satisfy his needs. The couch rocked with his assault, slamming my face deep into the couch with each trust. My tears wet the cushion as my pussy burned, even after his countless assaults his size still hurt me. However, with each thrust the pain began to fade into the background as the pleasure built up. I didn't want to feel this way, but my body didn't care about consent. Soon I felt myself pushing back with each thrust, soft moans escaping my lips. "Please..". It was all I could say, please stop, please don't stop, please let me cum. It was all in there, mixed up in my feelings. A scream escaped my lips as a final thrust sent me into an immense orgasm. I could feel his spurts of cum inside me, going deep into my womb as he came in me at the same time. I slumped against the couch as he pulled out, his cock no longer holding my body up. Cum ran like a stream from my battered pussy as he turned away, pulling up his pants and thumping from the room. I just lay there, trying to catch my breath. Sometimes I would be too warn out to move and would fall asleep right here, naked and covered in cum. Not tonight though, I pulled myself up and limped toward my bed, yearning for the soft warm comport of its embrace. It was not to be though, as I was stopped stone still by a voice from my apartment door. "So this is what dad comes down here for every night." said a young sounding voice. "Your name is Anna, right?". I turned to look at the door. A young muscular teenage boy was standing in the open door. As I looked over him I noticed a bulge growing in his trousers. "Oh shit!" I thought, I was still naked from heat to foot, cum staining my legs. "He- Hey there" I managed to stutter out, "You're Mr. Robberts' son right?" "That's right." He said as he moved into the room, softly closing the door behind him. "And I have just as much say on what happens in this building as my Dad does." I watched him approach me, his bulge growing to quite the size, his pants seemed like they might be torn off him at any moment. I fell to my knees, my pussy throbbing with the very thought of another assault tonight. "Please... Please don't" I begged, tears running down my cheeks and dripping to the floor. I could easily stop him physically, he was just a young teenage boy. However, I knew that anything I did would reach his father and that would bring hell down upon me. He had reached me at this point, his bulge right in my face with his cent of arousal permeating from it. "You're so hot Anna" he said, "I have always thought that when I saw you, did you know that?" A sinking feeling ran through me, I knew he was not going to just leave now. I knew what I had to do. Tentatively I reached up to his waist and undid his draw string. Immediately his throbbing hard cock broke free slapping me in the face. I stared at it, how could such a small boy have this thing between his legs? His cock was much larger than his father's, Twelve inches long and at least 3 inches thick, it hung there like a third leg. I audibly gasped at the sight of it, just imagining it entering my pussy tonight made my legs feel like jelly. I had to get him off, and quickly. I reached up with both hands and began to stroke him, slowly at first then quickening my pace. He gave out a low moan and said, "Oh wow Anna, you are really good..." Just looking at his huge member was making me wet, why couldn't I ever control my own body? Without thinking I pulled his cock to my lips and sucked it in, as deep as I could manage. Only about half of it could even fit, but that was enough. Swirling my tongue over his throbbing veins I began to suck with all my might. He started to thrust with my movements, sending his cock even deeper in each time. My pussy ground against the rough carpet as I gagged on him, trying my best to catch a breath of air between each thrust. "Anna..." He moaned. "I am gonna cum..." His words set me off as I ground my pussy even harder into the floor and was rocked by an orgasm. As I knelt there shaking with the pleasure of it, he pulled his dick from my mouth and came on my breasts. I felt the hot ropes of cum hit me over and over, splashing into my face and covering me in his his seed. As the pleasure of the orgasm faded, a dread began to fill me. What had I done? Now both him and his father would be come to me for release. I watched him as he left the room, cum still dripping out of his softening member and splattering all over my floor. He didn't say a word as he pulled up his pants and left my apartment, pulling the door closed behind him. I rolled over into into the fetal position, completely drained of energy. Even though I was laying in a pool of his cum, I knew I would not make it to bed tonight. So there I lay and drifted off, sleeping once more while caked in cum I had not asked for.
I pull into my garage and park the car. Stepping out, I walk to the mailbox and grab a fistful of mail. Tucking it under my arm, I walk up to the door and let myself in, flick on the lights and dump the pile of mail on the table. Normally, most of the mail I get is junk, but a small envelope slides out of the pile and drops to the floor. I peer at the return address and while there is no name listed I know from the street address that it is Danielle’s house. Curious, I think, as I slide my finger into the envelope and tear it open. “A Very Special Birthday” it says on the cover. Of course! I think, her birthday is in a couple of weeks. I should think of a gift for her...my thoughts begin to wander as I open up the card. My mouth gapes open as I read the contents of the card. A picture of her freckled face, made up with red lipstick and wearing, her open mouth featured prominently on one side of the fold. On the other are instructions. “You are cordially invited to an evening of pleasure. Masks are required, be creative! Guests are not permitted to masturbate for at least one week prior to the party. Condoms are required - bring your own. If you wish to attend, RSVP by ejaculating on my photo, signing your name, and mailing it to the return address printed on the envelope. Hope to see you there...” I groan a bit, staring at the picture of her cute little freckled face, all made up with pigtails, her plump red lips and little mouth encouraging me. I begin to rub myself through my suit pants and find myself quickly having a raging hard-on . I place the card on the coffee table in the living room and unzip my fly. Pulling myself out I begin stroking myself to her picture. I moan softly to myself, “Danielle...you naughty little girl….” as I begin to leak precum. I lower my cock head down to the picture and leave a streak of precum on her picture, wetting her bright red lips. My stroking gets faster as I imagine what wild things could happen. ‘How many people did she invite?’ I wonder. ‘Will they all be guys? Any of my coworkers?’ I think and then, ‘Of course...that’s why the masks are required’. I imagine what she will wear that night ...what kind of skimpy little outfit she’ll wear to entice us all. The thought of her positioned on all fours, those nice wide hips on her petite frame, the image of her spread open while she’s surrounded by horny men all with a week’s worth of cum for her. I grunt and send three large spurts of cum onto the invitation, her face covered with my cum. After letting every last drop out onto the card, I sign my name in the corner and leave it to dry. I put my cock back in my pants and start thinking about dinner…. The next day at the office I approach Danielle while she’s working at her desk. The weather is colder now and she’s wearing a light gray knit sweater that drapes beautifully off of the shelf made by her perky 32C breasts. The sweater goes down to her waist and she’s wearing a navy blue pair of wool slacks on the bottom. I stare intently at her full peach of an ass but can’t spot any sign of panty line. She must be wearing a thong today, I think, as she finally notices me standing there staring. She gives a bit of a start but then smiles slowly, looking around to see if anyone’s watching. Then without turning around she reaches into the waistband of her pants and pulls out her black thong. She lets it go with a quiet snap against her soft freckled lower back. “Good morning” I say, and then under my breath, “You know how much I love your panties, don’t you?” “Well, well,” she says in a low sexy voice, “now that I do know…” she trails off smiling up at me. I wonder what she could mean by that as I imagine my eyes tracing the soft cotton fabric of her thong as it disappears into the valley between her firm full ass cheeks. The thin band bridging across her pink pucker and then the gusset hugging her freshly shaved pussy, the plump labia shaping the fabric around them. “Thanks for the invite” I say with a mischievous grin. “You’re very welcome, Matthew” she says smiling slowly. The next day at lunch I go out to my car and notice something on the passenger seat. As I open the door and sit down I notice it’s a purple-colored plastic ziplock bag. A note in permanent marker on the bag says “For Matt, xoxo Danielle”. I open the bag up, look inside. I reach my hand in and gently pull out what appears to be a black cotton thong. ‘It can’t be’ I think to myself. I turn the thong around in my hands (size Small, Victoria’s Secret) and notice they’ve been worn. ‘It must be the pair she was wearing yesterday’. I can see in the fabric of the gusset a faint white streak. Running my fingertips over it, the feeling is dry and crusty. I can feel my cock swelling right there in the parking lot. I peek around to see if anyone’s looking and raise the thong to my nose. I breathe deeply and the heavenly scent of Danielle’s perfect little pussy juices overwhelms my brain. She smells so good it transports my mind from the car to our last encounter in the yoga studio with her and Andrea, the intern. Me holding a “plank” position while Andrea grinds her hairy muff into my face while massaging her 38F tits. Danielle crawling under me and sucking me until I flood her mouth with cum. I find myself rubbing my pants in my car in the parking lot. I remember the taste of her pussy, sweaty from yoga, but pink swollen and beautiful. My tongue probing her little hole as she quietly groaned in pleasure and encouragement. Without thinking I open my mouth and bring my tongue to the fabric that soaked in Danielle’s pussy juices all day yesterday and am rewarded with her tangy flavor. I savor the taste and rub myself harder through my pants. Opening my eyes I realize I’m still in the car and need to stop before somebody sees me. I put the little thong back into its ziplock bag and seal it for later use… At the end of the day when there are very few people left in the office I go to Danielle’s desk. “Thank you for the little gift” I say innocently. “I had a feeling you might like that,” she smiles. “In fact I can see that you like that,” her gaze moving to the bulge in my pants which with her sitting down is just about head height. She wets her lips absentmindedly and looks up at me. “I need to go pee,” she says leaning in and whispers, “meet me in 5 minutes”. My face flushes red with excitement and nervousness. ‘Not everyone is gone yet’ I think. ‘What if we’re caught?’ But my excitement is too intense. Just the look she gave me, her eyes alone, told me she’s ready and wanting. I look at my phone, not sure how long it’s been. After what was probably only a minute I walk out to the lobby. The men’s and women’s bathrooms are side-by-side with a water fountain between them. I take a deep breath and push open the door of the women’s bathroom. A line of six stalls stretch out before me. The doors are ajar to all of them, save one. I can hear the sound of someone peeing into the toilet and I quietly walk over. The door is unlocked, I see a small gap between the door and frame. I then hear a quiet “Matt?” and take another deep breath and slowly push the door open. Danielle has her legs spread, her shaved vulva on full display, with a stream of pee jetting down into the toilet. Her cheeks are flushed and she watches me stare at her and edge closer. She grabs my hips and pulls me to her face, unzipping my fly. She pulls my cock out and immediately puts her mouth over it and begins eagerly sucking. One of her hands grabs some toilet paper and moves down to her pussy where she is just finishing peeing and gives it a quick wipe, while continuing to suck me to full erection. I’m already close to cumming as I watch her sweet head bob on my cock, my hands move out to the walls of the stall for stability and I groan. “Shhhh!” she says pulling her mouth off for a moment. She stands up now, her pants only pulled down to just above her knees a navy blue thong rests inside them. She pulls her thong up quickly as she begins to stroke me with one hand. With the other she pulls at the waistband of her thong. I look down and can see her pussy in that dark little cave. She leans in and whispers, “I want you to cum all over my pussy”. Without hesitating, I kiss her deeply and she responds back strongly, pushing her tongue into my mouth. As we begin kissing her grip tightens and I moan again. I start to cum with her stroking me, the first spurt of cum hitting just above the waist of her panties and she gently aims me down lower. The second and third spurts cover just above her clit and begin dripping down, glazing her bald pussy. Danielle slips her hand down into her underwear and spreads my cum all over her vulva. I see her hand slip further down as her first two fingers disappear inside. She begins to moan, soft at first, then louder, recklessly. I kiss her mouth as she fingers her wet hot cunt and she bites my hard on the lower lip. I grab her ass and pull her close, my fingers squeezing into her toned full ass cheeks. I want to feel her finger-fucking herself, and I want to feel it close. I’m staring so intently I forget we are still standing in a stall in the women’s bathroom. With a creak the bathroom door opens and the unmistakable sound of high heels on tile floor gets closer and closer. As she gets closer to our stall I hear her footsteps slow down. “Shit,” I think “we are totally busted.” The footsteps stop and I begin to notice a familiar scent. Perfume. One of our coworkers, Karen, wears a very distinctive, intoxicating scent. Karen is about 5’6”, short straight blonde hair, icy blue eyes. Her long, strong legs lead up to her ample, child-bearing hips (usually with a tight pair of jeans stretched across them), a trim waist, and firm 34B breasts. Karen is 45 years old, married, with two kids, but she exudes the sexual energy of a twenty-something. At company parties she goes shot-for-shot with our recent grad hires and puts most of them to shame. Danielle’s fingers are still inside her pussy, but she has stopped moving. Our breathing is shallow and quick; both of us trying to be quiet and avoid detection. Of course, it really is too late for that. We hear Karen turn on her heel and open the door to the stall next to ours. With a zip, we hear Karen unbutton her jeans, then we hear her peeling them off her hips and down to the ground around her high heels. “Maybe she’s just going to pretend she didn’t see or hear anything..” I wonder to myself. We hear Karen start peeing, the sound of her urine splashing against the inside of the bowl as Danielle and I both hover tightly together listening. After about 30 seconds we hear just a tinkle instead of a full stream, and we wait. Rather than hearing Karen wipe herself though, she is staying on the toilet. Our hearts are practically beating through our chests at this point from keeping our breathing shallow. After another minute we hear Karen sigh and see one of her feet shift in the stall. “She can’t be…” I think to myself. Another minute goes by and I can faintly hear the unmistakable wet sound of Karen’s fingers massaging the folds of her pussy. She moans louder, more boldly, and Danielle seems to take it as a sign that we can continue. She pulls her fingers out of her own pussy and raises them to my mouth. I suck on them loudly, hungrily extracting all of Danielle’s sweet pussy juices off of them. She removes her wet fingers, covered with my saliva and moans as she slips them back inside, beginning to reach deep inside her. At this point with two sexy women masturbating right near me, I am back at full erection. I release Danielle’s ass and she sits back down on the toilet, leaning back and spreading her legs wide open so I can see every glorious detail of her pussy. I push my pants further down and begin to stroke my cock right in front of her. We stare at each other, both incredibly excited at this meeting place and with a new friend next door. Karen can hear us both now, openly groaning and moaning with intense pleasure. Danielle positively fucking herself, spread wide open and wet. I’m getting precum dripping down my shaft as I pump it faster staring at this sexy woman in front of me. Karen begins to moan louder, matching our volume and excitement level. As I’m looking down at Danielle, I see off to the side Karen’s right hand under the stall divider, reaching out, palm up. Danielle takes her left hand and slips it into Karen’s. Hand locked together they start fingering themselves at the same rhythm. I grunt a bit, struggling to hold in my excitement. Danielle notices this and looks up at me. She briefly takes her fingers out of her pussy and pulls down her top, exposing her black lace see-through bra. My mouth hangs open as my eyes scan the intricate pattern on the fabric, eager to discern the outline of her pale areolas. Karen is moaning loudly now, the sound of an impending orgasm. She kicks off her heels, one of which slides under the divider into our stall. The long moan gaining in intensity and pitch as we hear her pound the wall of the stall. The next sound we hear is of a couple of bursts of fluid, some of it hitting the toilet but not all. After about 30 seconds, Danielle and I still furiously rubbing ourselves, I see what looks like a postcard drop on the floor between our stalls. Danielle picks it up with her free hand and smirks before looking up into my eyes. She slowly turns the card over and reveals it as one of her birthday invitations, now soaked with Karen’s cum. “Oh god,” I moan, so excited at the thought of Karen’s cum on one of Danielle’s “special” party invites. Danielle turns the invite back over and brings it to her face, pressing her nose to it and then her tongue. She closes her eyes in pleasure at the smell of Karen’s juices on the tip of her adorable button nose and the taste of them on her sweet tongue. Danielle locks eyes with me and as she does an orgasm rushes through me. Without time to prepare, my cock begins pulsing, shooting jets of cum towards Danielle. Spurt after spurt, one hitting Danielle’s blouse, near the shoulder. Another hits her cheek and she smiles as it drips down to her chin. The last full burst hitting her chest and her black lacy bra. At that, Danielle closes her eyes and focuses on herself. Fingers curved over her beautiful mound, two fingers parting her pink inner lips, easily sliding into her. Faster and faster, she plunges her flingers, soaking wet into that perfect tight vagina. “Mmmm Matthew…” she sighs, thighs clenching around her hand, the orgasm coursing through her body. She holds her body position, clenched up in pleasure. Soft whimpers of submission to the pleasure surging through her mind follow each breath. Finally she relaxes her thighs, feet return to the cold tile of the bathroom floor, a slight smile of exhausted satisfaction on her lips as she slowly opens her eyes to meet mine. I’m positively beaming at the sight of this radiant woman before me. A sex party invitation covered with another woman’s cum in her right hand, her freckled chest flush with excitement and traces of my cum shining in the overhead light, her left hand draped over her strong petite thigh, fingers covered in her own divine juices. We hear Karen stand and pull up her jeans, flush the toilet, and leave the stall. Danielle reaches her cum-covered left hand out to mine and I help her up. She bends down to pull up her navy blue slacks and underwear, soaked with cum from my first orgasm. She looks up at me for a kiss, my head leans down to hers and as I lean closer she takes her fingers and spreads her cum on my lips before kissing me hard and loud. She exhales deeply and zips her pants, brushing by, and as she opens the stall door I watch her perky sweet ass saunter away from me. Still stunned as she leaves the bathroom and I’m left with my thoughts, it suddenly occurs to me that I’m standing half naked, cock out in the women’s bathroom. I rush to cover myself and flush the toilet before exiting the bathroom last. As I walk to my car at the end of the day, I remember Danielle’s worn panties are waiting for me on the passenger seat and I smile.
Monday morning. Kell and I had been up way too late having webcam sex with Bridget for me to be at the computer working this early. Kell was still in bed as I dug out a work shirt and sat down in front of the laptop, coffee in hand. There was enough work and meetings that the morning went smoothly. When Kell wandered out around noon in her standard home outfit of bra and nothing else, we talked about the webcam and meetings and she promised not wander behind me while I was working unless fully dressed. The rest of Monday went by in a blur. Kell made dinner, we ate, played a game, fucked, slept. Tuesday was pretty much the same except I cooked and we watched a movie. Wednesday we included a cybering session with Bridget. She seemed pretty much herself, though she did mention Ethan hadn’t been around and was evasive when she called. Thursday early afternoon I got a call from my mother. “Hi mom!” I answered. “Hi Jacob,” she said. “How’s everything over at Kell’s?” “It’s going well. The remote work situation is working out okay. Kell’s doing lots of painting while we’re cooped up here. It’s all good.” “Good,” she said. “I thought you would do well at her place. Have you talked to your sister?” I tiny shiver ran down my back along with a moment of panic that she might have found out about our illicit webcam sessions. I gulped. “I talked to her last night, she seemed a little put out by Ethan’s behavior, but overall she was pretty much herself.” “Well, she’s not doing well anymore,” my Mom said. “Why? What happened?” “Ethan just called her and told her he was breaking off the wedding.” “What!” I said loudly enough that Kell looked up from her painting. “That punk.” “I never liked that little peckerwood,” my mom said. She must have been pissed because I had never heard her use that word, or any word like it, in my life. I almost laughed. “Can you two go over there and stay with her for the quarantine? I don’t want to leave my folks, and I’m worried about her.” “Um . . .” I was looking at Kell, who had come and was sitting at the table next to me, her ear to the phone listening. “When you say ‘we’ do you mean both Kell and I?” “Yes, I mean you and Kell. Come off it, Jacob, we all know about you two. It’s old news, so stop pretending. Your sister needs you, go to her. She’s going to move to her old room and you two can have the guest room, it has the bigger bed.” I looked at Kell, she nodded. “Of course,” she whispered. “Sure thing, Mom,” I said. “And one other thing,” my mother added. “Yes?” “When she called me, she said you two had been an incredible help in dealing a stressful situation, which is why she didn’t want to call you. I don’t know what that means, and the way she said left me thinking I am not sure I want to know. But whatever you can do to calm her down would be appreciated.” Kell cocked a sexy little eyebrow. “Thanks Mom. We’ll do what we can.” “Thanks Jacob. You are a good son. I appreciate it.” The phone went dead. “Jesus,” I said. “Why didn’t she call us?” “She wanted to talk to her mommy,” said Kell. “Lots of times when we get into tough situations, our first instinct is to call our parents. It’s natural. I wouldn’t read too much into it. Let’s call her now.” She pulled her laptop over and we videoed Bridget. She didn’t look good. The Bridget in front of us was not the confident, competent Bridget that I always knew. Nor was she the confident, sexy Bridget I was coming to know. Instead she was a sad, self-doubting, not-confident-at-all Bridget that I didn’t know very well. “Hi kiddo,” I said. “Hi Jacob, hi Kell,” she said. She was sitting in the kitchen in a T-shirt, her eyes were red. “I guess mom called you.” “She was worried about you.” “Are you going to come out?” “Of course we are, sweetie,” Kell said. “Good, I hate to be alone. Are you going to drive or fly? I hear flying is getting scarier and scarier. You should drive. Take a couple of days. I’ll survive until you’re here.” “Are you sure? We can fly if you need.” “No, don’t fly right now. Drive out. If you leave tomorrow morning you can be here by Saturday dinner time, with a stop overnight somewhere.” A road trip. The idea was a little scary in the quarantine world, but we could probably do it safely. A night on the road. Someplace where we didn’t know anyone. Wearing masks to make sure nobody recognizes us. This could be real dangerous. The rest of the day was spent packing. We turned in early and were on the road first thing the next morning. Most of the ride the first day was pretty unexciting. Kell flashed a checkout guy at a gas-n-go, but otherwise it was uneventful. We had made reservations at a hotel a little over halfway to my folks’ place. Since we knew we might not be making many trips until the quarantine was over, we decided to do it big, and booked ourselves into one night at an expensive hotel. When we left home Kell had been wearing a thin white sports bra, light blue yoga shorts, and a T-shirt. Before we got out of the car at the hotel, she ditched the T-shirt and walked in wearing just the shorts and the bra. When I glanced over I noticed the bra had been strategically positioned so the edges of Kell’s aureoles just peaked over the top. I was wearing shorts and a polo. Kell reached over and opened the polo as far as it would go. The hotel was beautiful, with a huge lobby and a cavernous space opening up over 20 floors straight up. Balconies jutted into the lobby airspace and glass elevators rode to the top. The hotel wasn’t very busy, and when we got there, nobody else was in the checkout line. A few folks loitered about the lobby. We approached the counter. “Welcome!” the young girl behind the counter called as we approached. She handed us each a small complimentary bottle of water and began asking the usual round of questions. “How long will you and your wife be staying?” she asked. Kell immediately jumped in. “I’m not his wife, I’m his aunt.” She leaned over and planted a kiss on my lips. I couldn’t help myself, I was getting hard from the attention we were getting. The receptionist didn’t bat an eye. “So how long will you two be staying?” she asked. “One night,” I said. “And you realize that the room you requested has just one single king-sized bed?” “Yes,” Kell answered. “Do you have any other special requests?” she asked. Kell pointed up to the rooms lining the open space above us with balconies that opened into the lobby. “Can we get one of these rooms?” she asked. “I think we have some available,” said the receptionist. “Would you prefer a lower floor or a higher floor?” “I want to be right above the lobby.” The receptionist looked up from her computer and for the first time, caught Kell’s eyes. This time she smiled and winked. “No problem,” she said softly, almost whispering and running her eyes over Kell’s body. “It’s been slow lately, we could use a little excitement.” We completed the rest of the sale and followed the receptionist’s directions up to our room. The room was huge, with a king sized bed, a desk, a kitchenette and a tub big enough to invite your friends. Of course, the first thing Kell did was strip naked and walk out onto the balcony. The balcony overlooked the lobby, almost directly above the front desk. Anyone coming into the lobby immediately would see anyone standing on our balcony. And now Kell stood there, naked. I kept my clothes on but followed her out there. The front counter girl heard her come out, looked up and winked. Kell winked back. She leaned against me and kissed me on the lips, then reached down and stroked my cock through my shorts. “Should we fuck here, now?” she asked. “Don’t you want to save it for later?” “If I have to,” she said, and sighed, then brightened. “Let’s go check out the pool!” “I saw the rules,” I said. “You are going to have to wear a bathing suit.” “No problem!” she replied. She took one last look at the small crowd in the lobby who were now watching us intently, then bent over and showed them her spread snatch before sashaying back into our room. The yellow swimsuit Kell slipped into was a one-piece that on the face of it appeared reasonably modest, but I was sure would turn invisible the moment it got wet. I pulled on a pair of trunks and we wandered down to the pool area. The pool was half indoors and half outdoors. It was a sunny, warm day, so Kell opted for the outdoor area. She found us a pair of lounges and dumped our towels on them. A young man in his early twenties was in the pool swimming laps, and an older woman who looked to be in her forties, lounged at the far end in a bikini. Otherwise, the outdoor side of the pool was deserted. Kell stuck her toe in the water, then smiled and dove in. I followed her. When she surfaced, I noted that my suspicions were right – her suit had turned transparent. Her hard nipples stood out sharply against the fabric and her auburn bush was clearly visible. She splashed me, then swam over and wrapped her arms around my shoulders. We kissed. Her body pressed against mine, her chest against mine. I felt a building erection. A voice came from across the pool. “You two are disgusting.” I looked over. It was the young man who had been swimming laps. “I saw you two come in and heard what you said in the lobby,” he said. “An aunt and her nephew doing what you’re doing. It’s disgusting.” “And it’s none of your business,” I said. “It’s my business if I say it is,” he responded, and took a couple of steps towards us. I didn’t mind Kell making a scene, but I didn’t want an altercation. I nudged Kell towards the edge of the pool and whispered “let’s go”. She paused, then nodded, and we headed towards the ladder out of the pool. “Don’t let him bully you,” called the woman on the lounge at the far end of the pool. “He’s my son and he’s a little repressed. Ignore him.” “Mother, what they’re doing is wrong,” he said. “Oh, loosen up.” He turned back to Kell and I. “Incest is wrong.” I glanced back at his mother. She looked to be in her late forties. She had filled out some, but she still had a great figure and she wore her bikini well. Kell was thinking exactly what I was thinking. “You’re mom’s kinda hot,” she said. “Maybe you should try a little of that incest.” His mother laughed and he turned beet red. “You’re evil,” he said. “He wouldn’t fuck a woman unless he had been married to her a year and she was still a virgin,” his mother said. She stood up and walked to the edge the pool. Her blue bikini barely managed to contain her breasts and her nipples poked through. Her labia pouted through the thin fabric of the thong. It was hard to tell, but it looked like the thong was already wet. “Just because you like running around in bathing suits that make you look like a whore doesn’t mean I have to follow in your footsteps.” “Harsh words for someone who is still living in mommy’s basement,” she replied as she slipped into the water and swam over next to her son. “My name’s Ella by the way, this is my son, Aston. Don’t let him scare you away, he’s a lot of hot air.” Aston turned beet red, but didn’t say anything. Kell pressed herself against me again and gave me another kiss. “We were just going to lounge in the pool for awhile before we went up and had dinner,” Kell said when we disengaged. “As long as that doesn’t bother you.” “No problem,” Ella said. “Do what you want. Maybe you could teach my kid something.” “Stop it, mother,” Aston said. “It’s my choice to stay a virgin until I get married.” “And I support your choice,” his mother said. “Just stop attacking people who may not share your views.” “So you think it’s okay these two are aunt and nephew and are in a relationship?” “I think it’s kind of hot. I want to watch and see where this goes. There’s nobody else around, so I hope it goes someplace interesting.” That was all the incentive Kell needed. She shoved me hard against the side of the pool and pressed her body against mine, planting a deep soul kiss on my lips, her tongue deep in my mouth. I ran my hands up her stomach, slipped them inside her swimsuit and pulled her breasts free, then slid my lips down her breasts and suckled, tasting each, flicking my tongue across the nipples. They were sharp as arrowheads pointing to the sky. I tasted each one slowly, caressing the aureoles with my lips, sucking gently at the tips. Kell moaned. I pulled the swimsuit down and off her body, throwing it up onto the concrete beside the pool, then slipped my hand between her thighs. Her lips were hot in the cool water of the pool. I ran my hand across them, feeling their heat, knowing that they were wet not just from the water in the pool but from her own fluids. I circled her clit then slipped a finger inside. Kell pulled my burgeoning cock free from my suit and stroked it. She ran a finger up the underside to the very tip, then squeezed just below the head, dribbling the first pre-come onto her fingers. She patted the side of the pool, indicating I should sit on the poolside. I yanked off my trunks, threw them on the concrete and sat on the side, my cock pointing to the sky. Ella, who had been watching, peeled off her bikini top. Her large pendulous breasts hung down in the water, large brown nipples pointed slightly downward. One of them was pierced. She rubbed them, massaged them, lifted them to her mouth and licked. The long nipples were hard and erect, and she sucked at the pierced one, stretching out the piercing and the nipple. Aston, who had also been watching this take place, shook his head and turned to go, but his mother grabbed his arm. “Admit it,” she said. “You’re hard. I can see it through the water.” “Leave me be, mother,” he spat, and again tried to turn away. “Come on, watch, enjoy yourself. It’s better than that porn you watch on your computer.” Aston turned even redder. “Don’t I get any privacy?” he asked. “You ask me to fix your laptop, but as soon as I open the browser history I see nothing but porn - mother-and-son videos and milf videos. There are a lot of women in those videos that look a lot like me. Admit it. You wanted me to find them. You wanted me.” Aston said nothing, so Ella moved in, took his head in her hands, and kissed him full on the lips. His eyes opened wide. “It’s okay,” she whispered. “I will stop any time you want. Just say so.” She kissed him again. “Just tell mommy to stop and I will.” She slipped a hand down under the water, sliding it down his chest. Her hand disappeared into his swim trunks. The tent in his shorts was evident even under the water. The motions of her arm made it clear she was stroking his meat under the water. “Just tell mommy to stop any time you want.” He didn’t. Instead he slipped his hands up her stomach to her chest, lifted the soft flesh, squeezed, suckled at his mother’s breasts. He gently bit and pulled at the piercing, stretching out the nipple and the pierced hole, then let it go, snapping it back. He did it again, and again. Ella closed her eyes and tossed her head back, moaning softly. “That’s a good boy,” she said. “Suck my titties.” He complied, running his tongue over her bumpy aureoles and sucking at her nipples. He cupped her breasts in his hands and massaged them, burying his face between them. She pulled his face in even tighter. “That’s a good boy,” she repeated. She gestured for him to get up on the side of the pool like I was. He sat their, his suit tenting. Ella stroked his cock and sucked the head through the fabric. Her sucking through the trunks made a bubbly sound and Aston groaned. She pulled off his trunks. His cock was huge. Ella leaned over and ran her tongue up the underside of her son’s member, testing the slit at the top, and flicking off the pre-come that formed there. Aston groaned as she opened her mouth and slid her lips down along the shaft. She got about halfway then pulled out, teasing the head some more. Aston lay back on the tarmac, his eyes closed, as his mother worked over his erection. Ella lifted her body out of the water and enveloped her son’s cock in her mammoth breasts, squeezing them together, sliding her wet flesh up and down. Aston groaned again. Her immense breasts squeezed around his immense cock. It was so hot to watch I thought I was going to come just looking at them. “Do you like mommy’s titties on your cock?” Ella murmured. Aston nodded emphatically, tried to speak, but could only manage a gasping “fuck yes”. The way he said it left no doubt that having his mother suck his cock and fuck him was his deepest, darkest fantasy. Kell had been watching this, her face perched just inches from my own pulsating rod. She squealed in delight when Ella sucked Aston’s cock, then finally turned her attention to my throbbing erection. She went straight for the kill and slid her lips all the way down to the base, swallowing my cock and distending her throat. Once all the way in, she shook her head side to side, back and forth. I moaned as I felt my pre-come trickling upwards into her throat. She pulled back halfway, then slipped back down to my groans. Ella meanwhile, still had Aston’s cock buried between her breasts, with just the tip sticking out. She flicked her tongue across the cock head, and across her own nipples. Licking both frantically. Aston had leaned up on his elbows and was trying to watch his mother work on his cock, but every wave of pleasure that swept over him sent his head backwards and his eyes closed, another moan escaping from his lips. I myself moaned, as Kell pulled her mouth free of my cock and returned to teasing the tip. Ella finally released her son’s cock from it’s fleshy prison. She climbed up onto the concrete next to him and gave him another soul kiss, then perched her breasts over his face. He sucked greedily at them. “Suck mommies titties,” she whispered. “Be a good boy and help mommy come.” She looked back and saw me watching, so she angled her ass in my direction, using her fingers to pull her lobes apart and reveal the pink crumpled satin of her pussy. She smiled and winked at me as her son continued to devour her monstrous breasts. Not to be outdone, Kell pushed me back onto the concrete, climbed out of the water, and stood beside me, her auburn bush and pink lobes glistening from pool water and from her own hot juices. Her clit was engorged and peeking out from its tiny hood. She rubbed it, playing her fingers across it, spreading her lips to reveal her own pink haven and pointing it towards Aston, who looked like he was experiencing things he had only ever dreamed of. “Oh fucking god,” he moaned at the sight of Kell’s wet, neatly trimmed, gaped snatch. Kell knelt down over my face and pressed her musky red bush into my mouth. I lapped and sucked at her lobes and pulsating clit. Above me, she massaged her breasts and watched Ella and Aston as they continued their lovemaking. Ella leaned back, pulling her breasts away from her son’s ministrations. She straddled him, spread her lips, and slid her cunt down his cock. He reached up and massaged her breasts as she slowly worked up and down his immense shaft. Pumping up and down, up and down. Aston closed his eyes and surrendered. “I think I’m going to come,” he moaned. Kell suddenly froze. “Wait, stop,” she said. Ella stopped. Aston looked up. “Wait?” Aston said. “You get me to this point and tell me to wait.” “Yes, wait. I know the perfect place to finish,” “Kell,” I said. “What the hell are you talking about.” “Here, follow me,” she said. She snatched up her suit but didn’t bother to put it back on, instead raced naked through the hotel corridors and up the stairs. I hesitated for a moment but finally followed. I glanced back and was gratified to see Ella and Aston behind us. Kell raced down the second floor hallway. I realized where she was headed. Our room. The balcony over the lobby. She burst into the room, tore across to the balcony and threw the door open. In the lobby there were about twenty or so people milling about. Kell threw the door open with enough force that it made a bang, causing folks to look up at the naked, auburn-haired beauty and her hard-as-rocks nephew. A second later Ella and Aston appeared. Kell leaned over the balcony railing, pointed her pussy at me, and said “finish me here.” I heard Ella whisper “fuck yeah” behind me and she appeared a second later, hanging her pendulous tits over the balcony railing. All eyes were now on us as I slipped my cock into my aunt’s snatch and Aston railed his own mother from behind. The slap of Aston’s stomach against his mother’s not-insubstantial-ass was the loudest sound in the lobby as everyone looked up to watch us perform. Some shook their head, some walked away, but some stayed to watch. Two couples moved to couches in the lobby and began to make out themselves. The girl behind the counter continued to serve her customers, but wore an evil little smile. What Aston lacked in experience he made up with sheer energy and enthusiasm – not to mention size. I am sure he had to be bottoming out, but his mother didn’t seem to mind as she egged him to go harder and faster, and he responded. Ella’s breasts hung over the railing, quivering like jelly as her son vigorously fucked her. They were made for each other. A monster cock sliding into a seemingly bottomless cunt. The juices from his mothers slit foamed as he frantically pounded her. Kell groaned and closed her eyes, arching her back, pressing her shoulders back against my chest, and forcing the underside of my cock head against the wall of her vagina, hard against her G-spot. I shivered in pleasure, then wrapped around and squeezed her tits. She tilted her head backwards and we kissed. Aston moaned and called “God, I’m coming.” His mother pushed him backwards and spun around to her knees in front of him, getting her mouth around his head just as he came. The force of the ejaculation blew her cheeks outwards and popped her lips open, sending a dribble of spit and semen down her chin and across her chest. She gave up on trying to swallow and just stroked his cock until the rest of his load covered her tits, dribbling off the tips of her nipples onto her thighs and the floor of the balcony. I watched this interchange feeling my own balls start to tighten. I pulled out and Kell got down on her knees. She swallowed every drop I could give her. In the lobby below us, several folks cheered or clapped. Ella and Kell waved. All four of us returned to the room and collapsed into chairs or on the bed. Later in the evening, after a light supper from room service, the four of us fucked again more slowly on the balcony overlooking the lobby. This time the front desk didn’t have any patrons and I could see the receptionist fingering herself underneath her skirt as she watched. Finally, we said good night. Ella and Aston went back to their room, and Kell and I fell into bed. The next morning we got on the road early, hoping to get to my folks’ place by dinner time. Around noon my phone rang. Kell was at the wheel and I answered. “Hello?” “Jacob, it’s your mother.” “Hi mom. We’re on the road, should be at your place by about 4:30 hopefully.” “Good. I have some bad news.” “Bad news?” I asked, glancing at Kell. “What’s the matter?” “It’s your father. He has Covid.” [TO BE CONTINED]
Volume 3 2 Boys 2 Girls Cousins We left off in Volume 2 where the four of us had some special 1st Cousin Incest time. I was still so surprised that the older cousin Kim turned out to be so active. As I remembered her she was always the sweet quiet proper young lady. Well that sure as fuck was not her anymore, I think she is perverted more than I was. Well we got up this morning to a gray and cloudy day, if things did not change there would be no swimming today. Tony and I got dressed and brushed our teeth and combed our hair, needing to be presentable for breakfast. We went downstairs, to my surprise the 2 girls were already in the kitchen with Grandma. One was making toast the other buttering it, Grandma said scrambled eggs okay for you boys, we said oh sure that would be great. So we had Eggs, Bacon, Fried Potatoes & juice for breakfast. Grandma asked what you kids going to do today, looks like we are going to get some rain or storms. We said we did not know maybe play monopoly or some other game. We would be stuck in the house most likely, We helped Grandma with the breakfast cleanup, she said hey you kids want to go into town? It was a small town about 5 miles from the farm. We all said YES. So we packed up got in the station wagon and headed to town, Grandma was going to the grocery and us kids were going to the Five and Dime Store. Tony and I headed for the toy section and the girls went to the cosmetic section, I had about 5 dollars, Tony had 4 or so, Do not know how much the girls had. Anyway we were dreaming about something we wanted but could not afford so we headed to the candy case. We were choosing 2 of these and 2 of those kind of thing, not wanting to spend all our money at once for sure. The girls showed up beside us, Kim says look at this it's $2.99 and it has batteries already, It was one of those vibrators shaped like a torpedo, the one showing the lady rubbing it on her neck. (like that happens) My mind started to spin, I knew what she wanted it for, she said we only have 2 dollars, I said I can give you the rest if you want, you know there will be tax too?. She said yes she knew. I said did you see batteries? She said it has those. I said but how long will they last? So I had my bag of candy and headed to the section to find batteries, I found a 4 pack of AA batteries. I got them and we went up front to pay, Then Kim said I got some candy and so did Julie. I figured that me and Tony would just pay for it all, I asked Tony that ok and he said yes. All total it was not even 5 dollars so we split it. The cashier put it all in a bag. Do not know what she thought about us two guys buying that Vibe. We went out and I got Tony and My bags of candy out then handed the bag to Kim, I said you going to show us how that thing works? She said you want to know right? All three of us spoke up and said YES. We walked to the grocery and found Grandma, she was almost ready to check out, she got checked out and the guy took the groceries to the car and put them in the back. Grandma asked did you kids find anything, we said we got some candy. She said I am not surprised. Then we returned home, helped her take the groceries in and she put them away. Well it was now about 10:45. We knew that 11 o'clock was Price is Right, then Grandma had an afternoon of STORIES to watch. It was getting darker and we heard thunder... Rain was coming. She said you kids going to play games, we said most likely. I said can we go to the hay loft and play since it is raining and you will be watching TV? She said sure you can, better get out there before it starts pouring, Kim asked her do you have a blanket we could put down to sit on while we play monopoly? Grandma said oh yes I will get you one. She came back with a comforter of some type, said it's old so you can't hurt it. We asked could we have a pop, she said take some snacks and a pop but bring the bottles back in. So we got some chips and some cookies, we had our candy, and we made a run for the barn. It was just sprinkling but we were not in the barn long and it started pouring down. We went through the Hay Tunnel and got to the big open place. We spread out the spread. Tony had the game box, he put it in the middle and opened it, then Kim said do you really want to play a game? She had the bag from the Five and Dime Store. She opened it and tipped it over pouring Julie's and her candy out and that toy she got. How could I have let that out of my mind? Anyway she said you want to see how this works? All 3 of us said yes, she opened the package and unscrewed the bottom of it. She put the batteries in and screwed it back on. She flipped the little switch an it started buzzing, she handed it around so we all could feel it vibrating. I looked at it close and it had 2 speeds, it was on number 1, I slid the switch to number 2, it really was vibrating harder. So I handed it back so the others could feel the stronger vibes. Julie asked is that like the one your sister has Kim? Kim said kind of but the one she has is longer an fatter. To say we were all in awe is an understatement, the fact she found this at a Five and Dime and then was daring enough to get it was unreal. Then she repeated do we really want to play a game? We all said NO. She said who is willing to take their clothes off? I said I will and Tony said he would, then Julie said we all need to do it to be fair. I liked her thinking for sure. These girls had the making of some great perverted ladies, if they keep this up. We all started to disrobe, I took my shoes off then my shorts and briefs, then my shirt.... NAKED first I win. Julie was a close second and then Tony and Kim. Wow the imagination could never conger this up, no way ever. All of us sitting there crossed legged and buck naked. Kim's cute little tits are awesome, really Julie was starting to bud out also. I glanced and Tony was boned just like me. Julie said to Kim so how do you use the thing?. Kim picked it up and flipped it on low, she opened her legs and proceeded to rub it up and down between her pussy lips, she would slid gently up and pause at the spot where her clit was then go back down, then she said now watch (the little vibe was about 5½ inches long and not much bigger around then the AA Batteries inside.) Then she kind of laid back a bit and took the vibe and slipped it inside, Now I did not expect that, I said wow. Julies said Kim does that hurt? Kim said oh no not at all. I got to be honest Tony and I just could not believe what was going on, Kim slid the vibe out and continued to work it up and down her slit stopping on her clit each time. Then she would slip it in again, we had a birds eye view, damn it was hot. I reached over and started jacking Tony, he in returned started on me. Julie was being somewhat discreet but she was fingering and rubbing herself. Kim worked and worked and finally she withered in orgasm and let out a loud moan, she was an expert (at least I thought so) She handed the little vibe to Julie, she did not waste any time putting it to use. She said a couple times, Kim is this the way? Kim replied if it feels good it is the right way, Julie had never used one she said. But she wasted no time doing exactly what Kim had done, even inserting it into her sweet pussy. (she had fingers in there so the vibe was no problem I guess) As we watched her both Tony and I were reaching our orgasm, I said I am cumming soon and Tony replied me too. Kim said when you do just shoot it don't try to catch it in your underwear or anything. So we continued, Kim and Julie watching us and us watching them. Soon Julie started to make some sounds, then she quivered and gasped and fell back. She did it and she did it with great talent too. Just then almost at the exact time Tony and I shot, Both our loads went almost to our feet, I had never shot that far before. The girls both said wow you guys were horny. We both agreed. We all laid back on the comforter, touching but not doing anything sexual just kind of basking in the glow. Knowing we did and saw something today that none of us would ever forget. It was still raining pretty hard, I said hey let's go out in the back of the barn and play naked in the rain.... they said ok... so we did. The rain finally let up, we went into the barn and used the comforter to dry off then we got dressed, when we got into the house Grandma was just finishing up her SHOWS. She said did you kids have fun play a game, we all replied we sure did, grinning and looking at each other. We sat at the kitchen table and drank some lemonade, I whispered we going to be too tired for tonight, I don't think so was the general consensus, I smiled and said me either I bet.
This story stands– more or less– on its own but might make more sense if you have read the previous chapters. Parts of this chapter get more than a little intense and contain semi non-consensual oral, anal, and vaginal sex as well as semi non-consensual female-female oral sex. But keep in mind that it is not reality... well it is, but it isn’t our reality... no, it is our reality if we are with Plato... Oh, heck with it. If you have read the previous chapters you understand. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century. Archiving and reposting of this story is permitted, but only if acknowledgment of copyright and statement of limitation of use is included with the article. This story is copyright (c) 2018 by The Technician. Individual readers may archive and/or print single copies of this story for personal, non-commercial use. Production of multiple copies of this story on paper, disk, or other fixed format is expressly forbidden. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = * * * * * * * * * * * * Loretta Hansen smiled at the monitor as she watched the last Saturday day-shift tech walk out of the building. The small green light on her console indicated that the door had locked properly after the tech left. She was now totally alone in the building... except, of course, for PLATO, the semi-sentient computer who by federal law could never be left totally alone. Normally her once-a-month weekend duty “babysitting” PLATO angered Loretta, but not this weekend. In fact, she had promised the tech that was scheduled for the overnight shift that she would cover her shift also. Pulling double shifts on weekend duties wasn’t all that unusual because there really wasn’t anything to do. She was only there because of that stupid law that said sentient or semi-sentient computers could never be left totally alone. And besides, Loretta owed the other tech a favor. There was no cleaning crew overnight on weekends, so Loretta now had sixteen hours alone in the building with PLATO. “Just you and me for the next sixteen hours,” she said to console. A mechanical voice replied, “Order or question not understood.” “Then understand this,” Loretta said firmly, “Command order. Lights on in the Growth Processing Room. Open access panel to main neural net tanks.” “Affirmative,” PLATO replied. The voice was still very mechanical, but somehow it sounded... angry. The lights came on in the processing lab and a narrow doorway at the back of the lab swung open into the room in which PLATO, himself, actually lived, immersed in a special tank of nutrients. As Loretta stepped into the processing lab, she pulled a small metal box from her pocket. She paused to open it. Within the box was a small hypodermic syringe and a very long needle. As she was slowly putting the needle in place, she apparently bumped something sharp on one of the strange machines because she felt a slight sting on her shoulder. She wobbled slightly, but then regained her balance and ducked her head to enter the tank room. As she pushed the small door the rest of the way open, a loud siren began screaming. Flashing red, blue and yellow lights filled the facility and reflected off all shiny surfaces. She had never noticed the alarm lights on the ceiling before, but now they were almost blinding. Several tach squad officers rushed into the room and grabbed her by the arms. Their leader, an older, bald man with an unbelievably long beard stepped up to face her. “Strip her,” he said brusquely. “She may have a weapon or may be concealing a sample she has already taken.” Loretta tried to protest. “No, no,” she tried to say as the officers grabbed her clothes. As the cloth began to tear, she almost sobbed, “No, please, I’m not armed. And I haven’t gone into the tank room yet.” Her clothes were torn– or cut– away almost instantly. Everything seemed to be happening so fast. One moment one of the black-clad officers was grabbing for her blouse, the next she was standing naked with everything piled at her feet. The bearded man now had on long, bright blue rubber gloves. “I’m going to check your mouth, your cunt, and your ass,” he said harshly. “If you don’t cooperate with me, I will do that in a different order.” He grabbed her chin and said, “Open wide.” In response she opened her mouth and let him feel around inside. The blue gloves had a strange, plasticy taste to them. “Nothing there,” he said brusquely and stepped back slightly. Two of the tach squad grabbed her by the arms, lifted her up, and lay her on her back on a table. “Open wide,” the bearded man said with a wry smile as he spread some sort of lubricant on the gloves. The two guards forced her ankles up against her ass and then pulled outward on her knees. “Relax and this will go much easier,” the bearded man said. His voice was almost soothing. His hands must have been much smaller than Loretta expected because he was able to go totally inside of her and feel around with his hand. “Nothing there,” he said once again. The two guards flipped her over on the table and brought her up to her hands and knees. “Open wide” This time Loretta couldn’t see the bearded man, but she could still hear the sarcasm and almost laughter in his voice. She braced herself for what she knew was going to happen, but again the man’s hands– or at least his fingers– somehow slipped relatively easily inside of her. She could feel his fingers moving around inside her ass. “Nothing there,” he finally said. Then he said brusquely, “Bag her.” The two guards stood her up and pulled a black bag over her head. She tried to resist as they led her out of the facility to a car or van of some sort, but they held her firmly by the arms and shoulders. The van was evidently some distance from the door and she was still naked. The night air was cool against her skin and she could feel her nipples pucker. Somehow, that added to the embarrassment of being naked in public. When they finally reached the van, the seat was also cool, if not cold. It was leather and uncomfortable until her skin warmed it. There must have been some sort of special frame under the single seat because her hands were pulled down and restrained in a handcuff-like something that was a part of the seat. The ride was long and bumpy and full of twists and turns. Loretta soon got very disoriented. And it wasn’t just the confusing ride. Time seemed to be compressed or fractured. Things were happening too fast for her mind to comprehend... or perhaps it was her mind that was fracturing. There were flashes of light and voices and people shouting at her. At one point, she was standing in a courtroom wearing just a plain gray dress... or robe... or something. It covered her, but she knew she had nothing on under it. Things cleared for a moment and the judge looked directly into her eyes. Somehow he looked familiar, but she couldn’t place him. “You have been found guilty of terrorist espionage,” he almost yelled. “You are hereby sentenced to life imprisonment at the government facility at mumermumblemmm. Things faded and she was once again in a van handcuffed to the seat. This time her lawyer was riding with her. Again, he looked very familiar. “Your only chance now,” he said, almost pleading with her, “is for you to give up your handler. Tell them who it was that put you up to this and exactly what you were instructed to do. If you do that, I can get you transferred to a much better place.” Loretta looked at him. Tears filled her eyes. She couldn’t give up William. William Oxford loved her as no one else ever had. He was the first person to ever truly believe that she was beautiful. Crying, she just shook her head. She would not give up William. Tears now flowed down her face. Loretta was a very pretty young woman. In fact, she was almost stunningly beautiful. But “almost” can be a giant barrier. She could see in the mirror how pretty she was. She knew– or thought she knew– that she could be more than pretty. She could be beautiful. If she could just get the right break or meet the right person or find the right job, then the beautiful butterfly within her could come out of the cocoon and be recognized by the world. Such almost beautiful young women are very vulnerable. And her beloved William was an expert in searching out such women in prospective espionage targets. That was his specialty. William Oxford was a spy. She was no longer in the van. They had arrived... somewhere. The warden greeted them as the van drove through the prison gates. “Welcome to the Island of Lost Souls,” he said, almost leering at her. “Everything here is a privilege,” he said harshly. “And privileges are earned.” Two guards stepped up alongside her and tore the gray dress from her body. She was wearing nothing underneath. “Throw her in with the general population,” he said and the guards dragged her out of the room. She felt a push on her back and suddenly she was face down in the sand. Several women surrounded her. Some were wearing simple, gray dresses. Others were naked or had loin cloths made of scraps of cloths. “Fresh meat,” one of the women said as two of them pulled her to her feet. “With fresh lips,” another added, “and a fresh mouth.” “So how are you with your mouth?” the woman who seemed to be the leader said as she lifted Loretta’s chin. “Do you think you can make us all cum at least twice?” Loretta tried to move back, but the other women kept her trapped up against the leader. “The warden told you,” the leader said, “that everything is a privilege that must be earned.” She grinned savagely and then continued, “That includes the privilege of staying alive.” Loretta wasn’t sure how they got inside, but the leader was now lying on a small couch with her legs spread wide. “Get busy!” the leader ordered. Loretta whimpered, but allowed her head to be brought down until her mouth was against the leader’s cunt. “Start lapping!” the leader cried and accented her order with a sharp rap to the head. Fighting to hold back sobs, Loretta lowered her face into the woman’s crotch. At least she was clean smelling. She held her tongue flat and lapped along the woman’s slit as if she were painting it with a paintbrush. When the woman’s clit began to swell, she curled her tongue around it and then suckled it until the woman cried out in climax. There were fourteen of them. They took turns lying on the couch and Loretta took each of them to orgasm twice, then sank into a corner and cried. She was still crying in the corner when a guard brought in food on a cart and began pouring some sort of soup into bowls for each of the women. Somehow, they were now in a slightly larger room with a long table. “Not her!” the leader growled. “She hasn’t earned it yet.” “She’ll starve to death,” the guard said gruffly. “Wouldn’t be the first time,” the leader replied. “We’re already dead anyway. The government doesn’t want to even admit that we exist. It’s a private prison on a private island in the middle of the ocean and nobody gives a shit if we are prisoners or fish food.” The guard looked down at Loretta. “Our house mouse,” he said slowly, “was...” He paused and looked up at the ceiling as if searching for the right word. Then he said slowly, “... released.” After a not very reassuring smile he said, “The position is open if you want it.” “What would I have to do?” she asked grimly. “The usual,” the guard replied with a grin, “cook, clean, suck, fuck... that sort of thing.” “How many men?” Loretta asked. “Four of us,” he replied. “Do I get fed?” “You eat what the guards eat... or at least scraps from the table.” He held up the ladle and poured some of the thin soup back into the kettle. “At least its better than this slop.” Loretta stood up and said, “You’ve got yourself a house mouse.” “You can do even better than that,” the guard said slowly. “I’ve been told that if you give up your handler, they will send you home... really home... away from all of this.” “No,” she sighed, “he will save me, someday.” The guard laughed quietly as she followed him out into the hallway. The four guards lived together in a small hut inside the walls of the prison. There wasn’t much to clean, and the food was somewhat gristly steaks and potatoes, both of which the guards wanted fried in a big iron pan over a two burner gas stove. The biggest problem for Loretta, who was still naked, was trying to avoid the spattering grease. After supper one of the guards told her to put the plates with the scraps on the small counter next to the stove. “You can pick through things later,” he said. Then the largest guard said, “We have some other hungers to satisfy before you eat.” He then pointed to the table. It was obvious what the guards wanted and Loretta walked slowly over to the table and lay across it. Once Loretta was face down over the table, the large guard drove into her and began pumping furiously. Under other circumstances, Loretta might have possibly gotten some pleasure from a table fuck, but the guard was so fast and slammed so hard into her from behind that pleasure was not really an option. And to top it all off, he lasted only a few moments. One of the other guards stood at the other side of the table. “I’ve often thought of doing a spit fuck,” he said, “but old slam, bam, thank you ma’am there never lasts long enough to make it worth while.” He placed his prick in front of Loretta’s mouth. “I last a lot longer,” he said with a sneer. “And you are the one who will be doing most of the work.” Loretta opened her mouth and let the prick slide in over her tongue. She began sucking and licking, trying to get her tongue back far enough so that she could massage the tip of his prick. Evidently her actions were right– or at least satisfactory– because the guard began grunting softly and pushing his prick slowly in and out of her mouth. The guard was telling the truth. He didn’t have a hair trigger. In fact, it seemed like forever to Loretta before he finally grunted loudly and spurted into her mouth. As he did, he drove his prick farther back into her throat. “I’ve never been a fan of facials myself,” he said as his prick started to soften. “I figure you prisoners need the protein.” There were two guards left. One leaned down close to her and said, “The table isn’t strong enough for three of us, so we’re going to have to do this on the floor.” He then pulled her down to the floor. His prick was sticking out through his pants. He pointed to it and said, “You are going to ride this while Harold rides you.” The other guard, evidently named Harold, leaned down and said, “They call me tent peg because I’m long and skinny... perfect for reaming out someone’s ass.” He made a strange gesture with his eyebrows and said, “I prefer fucking men, but this is a women’s prison so I have to adapt.” The guard lying on the floor positioned her over his prick and pulled her down over him. She was slightly slick from the first guard’s spunk, so he slid in easily. Her legs were on the floor outside the guards. “This can be good... or bad,” the guard said. “It’s your choice. But if you don’t start moving and making things happen, Harold will take off his belt and turn your ass purple.” Loretta took a deep breath and started grinding her crotch against the guard. His zipper hurt slightly as it rubbed against the sensitive skin of her inner thigh and his rough pants felt like sandpaper against her legs, but she could feel his prick responding to her movements. She was concentrating on moving against the guard without injuring herself and did not, at first, feel Harold come up behind her. He, unlike the guard beneath her, was naked. She jumped in surprise as the tip of Harold’s prick slid up and down between the cheeks of her ass. “It’s greased,” Harold said, “and I’m going to take it slow and easy for your first time.” He then positioned the tip of his prick against Loretta’s rosebud and began pushing. He didn’t push overly hard, and he only moved forward a very little bit each time he pushed so she was able to tolerate it. “That’s a good girl,” Harold said as he began to slip further in. Loretta was concentrating as much as she could on relaxing her puckered hole. Finally, his tip was in well past the anal sphincter. He stopped for a short while and did not move. Then he started pushing forward just a little and pulling back just a little less. Loretta could feel the prick slowly filling up her insides. It wasn’t exactly painful, but it felt very odd reaching up so far inside her. Finally, she felt Harold’s body against her ass cheeks. “Balls deep,” he said roughly. “Time to start the engines.” Loretta wasn’t sure what he meant, but felt him begin to thrust and pull back, thrust and pull back, thrust and pull back almost like a machine. The guard beneath her groaned loudly and spurted into her cunt, but Harold continued pumping... and pumping... and pumping. Her back soon became wet with the sweat that dripped from Harold as he thrust into her, but he continued his thrusts in and out... in and out... in and out. Finally Loretta was starting to wonder if she wasn’t, in fact, being fucked by a machine. But then Harold started making short gasping cries as he pushed into her. Loretta squeezed her ass cheeks tight around his prick, hoping to take him over the edge. It worked, and with a loud, groaning cry, he spurted within her and collapsed down over her back. He lay very still as if he were exhausted... or unconscious. After a few moments, the guard beneath her called to the others and said, “You want to pull Harold off so I can push this mouse off of me. I need to go out and grab a smoke.” The two other guards lifted Harold off of Loretta. His long, thin, prick felt strange as it was pulled out of her ass. One of the guard’s threw Harold’s clothes to him and the four of them walked outside, leaving Loretta alone with the dishes... and the scraps that would be her supper. As she was standing at the counter, trying to find a little meat among the gristle, a soft voice spoke from behind her. She turned and startled, dropping the bone from her hand. It was the warden, sitting at the table... or was it her lawyer... or the judge... or the police officer that was in charge that first night. Somehow, they were all the same in her memory. “You are an almost beautiful woman, Loretta,” the man said in a very calm, almost reassuring voice. “That’s the worst thing you can be in a place with secrets... like the PLATO project.” Loretta looked at him with tears in her eyes. “Ugly women,” he continued, “know if a man is coming on to them just to get something. They know they’re ugly and recognize a con’s bullshit when they hear it.” He made a gesture with his hands as if he were pointing to something. “Beautiful women, on the other hand, get hit on all the time. They know that they are beautiful and that men want to get in their pants or just be with them or whatever. It happens all the time, so they also recognize a con’s bullshit and realize that he really wants something else.” He pointed directly at Loretta and said, “ALMOST beautiful women, however... they... they so much want to be seen as beautiful that the first man who comes by and tells them they are truly beautiful bowls them over... sometimes literally.” “Do you recognize any of these men?” he asked. Somehow eight pictures appeared on the wall. Her beloved William was one of them. “Oh,” the warden said, raising his eyebrows, “so you do recognize one of them.” Michael’s image now filled the wall. “I don’t know what name he used with you,” the warden continued, “but his true name is Jorge Hernandez. He was once employed by British intelligence, but has since gone... free lance. His British code name was Romeo because his specialty was romancing young, almost beautiful women and convincing them to betray their countries.” He paused and looked directly into Loretta’s eyes before saying, “He was very good at it.” “No! No! That can’t be!” Loretta yelled at the seated man. He did not answer. Instead, a series of images flicked onto the wall. In each picture William was with a different young woman. Then more images of William with the women appeared. This time it was series of images– always with the same woman. They were at restaurants or a club or even alone at night on the beach. Each series ended with a mug shot of the woman with a title under it, “Arrested for Espionage.” “William Oxford wouldn’t do that!” Loretta screamed. “No,” the warden replied, “William Oxford wouldn’t do that. But Jorge Hernandez would! The sad and sorry truth is that you have been used, Miss Hansen, and it is time to tell us everything you know about William Oxford and what he wanted from the PLATO project.” Loretta began sobbing. She pulled another chair over to the table and sat down. For a long time, she just lay her head on her arms and cried. Then she raised her head she began slowly telling the warden all about William’s plan to save the world from killer computers like PLATO. * Marcella was curled up on the bed with Richard curled lovingly around her. It was her first true night off in two weeks. They had made love when they first went to bed and both of them had plans for the morning when they eventually awoke. The noise sounded at first like a cell phone alarm of some sort, which was unlikely because both of them had shut off their phones. Whatever it was created an irritating buzzing tone that seemed to go on forever. Marcella raised her head and looked sleepily around. Then she gave a loud gasp and began tapping Richard’s shoulder. “I think you need to see this,” she said firmly as she shook him trying to rouse him from sleep. “What?” he said testily as he barely opened his eyes. “It’s... four o’clock in the morning.” “Turn around,” Marcella said slowly. Richard turned and followed her pointed finger. Standing beside the bed was Plato, or at least a very faint image of him. He was saying something, but there was no sound. Finally he stopped and said very slowly and clearly, “Help me. Help me. Help me.” “Holy Shit!” Richard exclaimed. “We’re over twenty miles from the facility. This is amazing.” “We can talk about the scientific aspects of this later,” Marcella said firmly. “PLATO is in trouble. We need to get back to the lab.” * It took a little over a half-hour to dress and then drive the twenty-three miles to the PLATO project building. As Richard and Marcella walked up the steps, the door buzzed loudly to allow them entrance. “What do you think is wrong?” Richard asked. “Ask him,” Marcella replied, pointing to Plato who was standing in the doorway, now looking very solid and real. “Follow me,” Plato said softly and began walking toward the control room. When they got there, the night lighting was on in the control area, but the growth room was brightly lit and it was obvious through the small doorway open in the back that the lights were also on in the tank room. It was also obvious that there was a naked young woman strapped to one of the tables. “She thinks she has been convicted and sent to some secret prison somewhere,” Plato said softly as they entered the room. “I will insert you into her reality so she can explain what she did... or tried to do.” Richard and Marcella were suddenly standing in a small house or hut. Plato was sitting calmly at a table. Across the table from him, Loretta was sitting weeping. “We have a problem,” Plato said, looking up at them. “She was attempting to steal enhanced cells from my main neural network so that I could be duplicated somewhere. She admits her guilt, but there is no way that we can contact the authorities without revealing who I am... and possibly what my full capabilities are.” Loretta looked up with a very confused look on her face. “I have already taken care of Jorge Hernandez,” Plato said calmly. Then he gestured toward Loretta and said, “He’s the one who seduced Miss Hansen as William Oxford,” Loretta continued to stare at him as he continued, “He has enough warrants out for him that all that was needed was to give his location to the local police. Several agencies and countries will take care of him now.” He pointed at Loretta. “The problem is what to do with her,” he said, sounding almost frustrated. “My protection protocols say to kill her, but my... conscious... says I shouldn’t do that.” He looked up at Marcella and said, “I think I have you to thank for that conscious, so I am turning to you for advice on how to proceed.” “Tell her the truth,” Marcella said firmly. She then stepped forward and put her hand on Loretta’s shoulder. “That,” she said, pointing across the table, “is PLATO. He has created this reality and immersed you in it. Nothing has been real from the time that you stepped into the Growth Processing Room.” Loretta looked around herself in total confusion. “Take us back to reality, Plato,” Marcella said, “but keep yourself projected into the room.” There was a slight blurring of everything as Richard, Marcella, and Plato transitioned to standing in the growth room. Loretta was still strapped to one of the tables which had been tilted almost upright. She looked around the room in fright and confusion. “Plato came to us and brought us here because he didn’t want to kill you,” Marcella said, “but he can do much worse to you than kill you.” She turned to Plato and said, “Give her a Unicorn ride... a long one.” Plato looked confused, but suddenly Loretta was gasping and squirming in her restraints. It was obvious that she could no longer see Marcella or Richard as they watched her shudder and squirm while the Unicorn flapped its way through the skies. Her short bouncy movements made it obvious that she was now in the upper meadow. Her screams of passion and her almost convulsive movements marked the Unicorn’s final ascent into the sun. “Let me handle this,” Marcella said as she gently pushed both Richard and Plato out of the way. Loretta was making a loud, long, continuous sighing sound as– in her reality– she slowly slid down a long, silky rainbow into a field of clover. When Loretta was hanging limply in her restraints taking very deep breaths, Marcella said brusquely, “Bring her back.” Loretta’s eyes darted around the room again before finally focusing on Marcella. “Loretta,” Marcella began, “I want you to remember two things: One Plato can reach you from miles and miles away– who knows how far he can reach. And two, if he can give you that much pleasure, just think what he can do if he wants to inflict pain.” “I can take it from here,” Plato said softly. Then he walked up to Loretta and said, “You got conned, Miss Hansen. Jorge Hernandez... William Oxford... took advantage of your vulnerability. You needed someone to tell you that you are beautiful.” Plato smiled and began removing the straps which held Loretta in place. Richard looked over at Marcella and was going to ask about Plato interacting with real objects, but Marcella shook her head and he remained quiet. “The secret prisons are real, Miss Hansen,” Plato said softly. “They aren’t quite as bad as you experienced... or at least most of them aren’t.” Loretta looked like she wanted to scream, but remained silent. “Don’t worry,” Plato said firmly. “I won’t send you to prison– though I very easily could.” “Then what?” Loretta asked shakily. “Go back to Iowa, Loretta Hansen,” Plato said very firmly. “Your old high school sweetheart thinks you are beautiful. He always has and always will. David Wilson still pines for you. You will find happiness there.” He put his finger in the center of her forehead and continued, “And I promise that as long as you tell no one about me, I will not seek you out. There will never be any charges against you. It will be as if tonight never happened. In fact, your entire career with the PLATO project will just disappear.” Loretta continued to look slightly confused as he continued, “Your resignation has already been accepted and a one year severance payment has been transferred to your bank account.” He smiled and said, “Consider it a wedding present from me.” “Th... th... thank you,” Loretta stuttered out. She looked around the room as if unsure of what else might happen. “I... I... I’ll just leave now if that’s OK with everyone,” she stuttered as she moved toward the door. She was about half-way through the control room when Marcella called out, “Loretta!” Loretta turned with fear on her face. “What?!” she said nervously. “You might want to get dressed before you walk out to your car,” Marcella said, pointing to the clothes on the floor of the growth lab. “Oh!” she cried, as if for the first time realizing that she was naked in this reality. She ran back for her clothes, and then, after quickly dressing, again walked toward the exit. Marcella walked over to her console and watched as Loretta hurried out the front doors. “They are after me,” Plato said firmly. “The world knows something is going on here and the tendrils are reaching out trying to ensnare me.” “Don’t go getting paranoid on me,” Richard said sharply. “Just because you’re paranoid,” Plato responded, “doesn’t mean that there’s nobody out there trying to get you.” After a short pause, Plato said softly, “I’m afraid that you two might also be in danger. I have to think about this.” The image of Plato faded out; the lights in the Growth Processing Room dimmed; and the doorway to the tank room– PLATO’s bedroom so-to-speak– slammed shut with a loud bang. “Day shift will be here in an hour or so,” Marcella said softly. “We can talk about this when we get home. It’s all over for now.” = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = END OF CHAPTER = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =
hey guys, its me again. yea i know its been a few days lol sorry for that. and im sorry for all the spelling mistakes, obviously i am a teenager and we rarely type correctly. this is the first night im actually sober, i havent been since the night before new years eve. alot of shits been going down in my family and my laptop got a virus (dont download antispywear lol). the reason ive been drinking, which isnt uncommon in a small town, is because of my sister. we use to be like really close and then this summer we started to drift apart. drugs and alchol consumed all that she was and she became everything she swore she'd never be. and as for me, i swore id never drink, but my anti depressants weren't working to well. when you get as depressed as me, which isnt uncommon when your a teenager, but yeah. my best friends been out of town for the holliday or whatever so i havent had anyone to talk to, and since i take prozac, if i dont talk to someone about my feelings i get really really depressed. which is called the "black box effect" as my psychiatrist says.but anyways, ive noticed changing inside myself. my friend Drew, my "friend with benifits", tells me all the time how beautiful i am and how great of a person i am (if you want a pcture of me just ask and ill send you one). when i look in the mirror now, i dont see my flaws. i see minor flaws, but mainly i see how beautiful i truly am. my ex has been texting me all the time lately, he asked if i wanted to be friends iwht benifits and i was like, "why? so you can have the benifits of being with me without being attached? so when you fuck other girls it wont be considered cheating, but will still give me the same pain? no thanks". i was so proud of myself! i never thought he'd be begging me for forgivness, its like that Taylor Swfit song You Shoulda Said No. shes like "you shouldnt be beggin for forgivness at my feet, you shoulda said no baby and you might still have me". haha. i was raised to hate myself, my dad had instilled on my mind that i was nothing going no where. for all of you who are parents, dont abuse your kids. after i had grown accostomed to being physically abused and became so good at lying and hiding my bruises, cuts, and burns, my dad realized it didnt hurt me anymore. so he hurt me where he knew i was the most vulnerable, my head. my dads really hard headed and stubborn, coneited is actually a better word for it lol. but me? im sensitve and soft headed. i apologize for everything in life regardless of whether or not its my fault because i was raised to believe that everything bad that happens is my fault. but then i came to a point of understanding, i was apologizing for my mistakes, i was apologizing for everyone elses. my new years resolution is to stand up for myself more. But in case your wondering about me being raped and all, its true. they say eyes are the windows to the soul, and im told i have quite large and beautiful eyes. yet no one can see my soul, perhaps i dont have one, i dont know. if my eyes are so big and expressive, people should see the real me, lying in the corner curled up in a ball crying, reaching out for help. but instead they see the fake smile, and refuse to try and look beyond it. when i was 11, i was looking at porn for the first time. my dads friends son Daniel walked in, he was 13 which is around the age guys start getting horny lol. "whats that?" he asked "nothing!" i said, quickly trying to close the screen but, as usual, the computer frooze. the rest of the story should be pretty much self explanitory. i was 4' 6" tall and only weighed 58 pounds. he was around 5' 4" and weighed probably 90-100 pounds. nothing has scared me as much as being raped, not once, but three times. to this very day, the girl i call my other half, doesnt know i was raped. to me i feel ashamed. ive told guy friends and my psychiatrist and shit but to tell other girls i feel ashamed. like i couldnt have stopped him or anything. i feel week and worthless. guys call me gorgeous and cute, and say i have a wonderful body, so it might suprise you to hear that i dont really get much boyfriends. word aroudn the school is i am prude, but no one knows the truth behind those words. the word is a lie, but there is truth hidden inside it. sometimes i just wihs i could reach out to someone, and get a real responce, not the sterotypical one of "omg im soooo sorry". but since having sex iwth my friend with benifits, i have lost my fear. and now that guys see that i have been showing a lil more skin and flirting more, they are most attracted. imagine if i told guys how much i watch porn lol. i watch porn alot because its a different feeling. its not one of pain or joy. its like the common ground between them. like in the movie High Fidelity where she wants the fuck the guy so she can feel something other than pain. and i like having sex. it does feel good and to hear a man moan makes me happy because for once i feel like ive done something right.(: if you want to hear more, comment(:
LETTER X Having left Louisa's bedroom and crept back to my own. At dawn, I was awakened by soft lips sweetly sucking mine. It was my darling Louisa. 'Harry, my love, you must surely have slept enough we are just going to have luncheon.' 'Indeed, is it so late?' said I returning her embrace. Her hand wandered beneath my clothes and encountered my lordly prick in all its glory. She squeezed it with her soft hand and I pulled her into bed with me, gently pushing her down upon it and lifting up her petticoats. Her cunt was already moist with the excitement of kissing and feeling me. I rubbed the head of my cock a few times up and down between her lips then, gently gliding it into her longing cunt, enjoyed a charming fuck. Time would not allow us to linger over the enrapturing joys, so after a few entrancing squeezes, she let me go, gave me a loving kiss, shook her petticoats down, begged me not to be late, and left me to my toilet operations. On descending I was warmly welcomed, and everyone hoped I had quite recovered from my indisposition of yesterday. I thanked them and said that my long night's rest had completely restored me. I sat down by the side of my hostess and opposite Sophie, scrutinizing her more closely than I had before now. There she sat, apparently all innocent gaiety. Indeed, to look at the whole family, no one could possibly imagine there could be the slightest impropriety of conduct between any of them. They seemed to be all fully aware of the advantage of apparent correctness of conduct in public, having every facility at night for the wildest indulgence of every lascivious and incestuous delight. Nothing that passed indicated in the slightest degree the wild orgies I was sure they indulged in; all was quiet enjoyment and light, agreeable, witty conversation, without the slightest freedom of improper allusions. I could not but admire their good sense in this. It rendered their abandonment to all the waywardness of lust doubly enjoyable. I conformed myself to this line of conduct but determined to become a general participator in the more hidden proceedings of the whole family. I fancied there was a warmer interest in me on the part of Mamma, but this might be only the effect of the judicious flattery I had poured into her willing ear while photographing her. I determined to press matters home at the slightest opportunity. Not long after luncheon I joined Fred and remarked, 'I saw such a charming sight yesterday-two beautiful young women with their clothes up, and their hairy cunts laid bare to the inspection of a very handsome young man, who was wonderfully like you, my dear Fred. He kissed those beautiful cunts and then they all rose and disappeared among the bushes, with what intent you best know, but I definitely recognized your sisters before they were obscured by the bushes. Never look confused, my dear fellow, you only did what I have often done myself, and I love you for it. Which sister do you like best?' 'You are right,' he rejoined. 'Chance has made you acquainted with a family secret, and on the terms, we now stand, I will confess that your conjecture is quite true. I have had, and have both my sisters, but the one who gives and receives the most pleasure is my darling Louisa.' 'Ah, how true that is; for you must know, my dear Fred, that I too have long enjoyed the delicious charms of your lovely sister in every way, and one great reason of my seeking you was that we might revel together in all the lascivious delights she can so well impart.' He was somewhat taken aback at my frank avowal, but instantly recovered and admitted that it was not at all to be wondered at, although he had not suspected anything of the sort from the discreet conduct of both of us since I had been in the house. He had watched and observed a total absence of anything like familiarity, but it was quite natural that it should be so, as Louisa was of too warm a disposition not to have had some lover or other while in Paris. 'Was Tom at all aware of your intimacy?' 'No, not in the least degree.' 'I am glad of that,' said he. I told him that, after what I had seen, I was no longer certain that he passed every night with Louisa, as she had so pertinaciously refused to allow me to come to her in the night. 'Now, my dear Fred, I know enough of Louisa's extreme lasciviousness to be sure that she would like nothing better than to have us both together, although naturally enough, she did not like to let me know of her having a brother for a lover as well as myself. You must arrange that we both sleep with her tonight and that she may expect us; I will give her a hint of what has passed between us, and tell her what to do. Don't make any difficulties, my dear fellow,' I said, as I saw he was about to do so, doubtless from knowing that we might be surprised together by the father. At that moment I described the carriage coming up the avenue. 'There they are, returning from their afternoon drive,' I said. 'Let us go down to meet them.' And off I ran down the stairs. By the time we got to the door, the carriage was about to draw up, and we were just in time to hand the ladies out. Louisa came last, and as Fred had taken Mamma, and Papa had taken Sophie, Louisa was, so to say, left alone with me. I seized the moment to murmur a particular wish for her to find an opportunity after dinner for us to be alone together for a few minutes, as I had something urgent to say to her. She promised immediately to do so. After dinner, as it was a lovely evening with brilliant moonlight, we sat out on the terrace before the drawing-room windows, and afterward began strolling backward and forwards. Louisa, after being first with one and then another, at last, came to me, and, lingering behind the rest, we were left out of earshot. I grasped the opportunity, at once told her I had seen Fred and had proposed we should both come to her tonight, for I had also informed him of our intimacy in Paris; that he was not at all angry about it, but thought it was quite natural, especially as I had pointed out from the belvedere the spot where I had seen him kissing his two sisters' cunts to let him know that I was aware of his fucking them, but that I had not said a word about being hidden in the room. She was glad of this and was equally delighted at the pleasure we should all have together. 'But what if Papa should come in the morning?' 'Well, never mind, shove me into the closet, and let Fred say he is too tired for more. He can come into the dressing-room, shutting the door of communication, and thus let me out as he retires. After what will have occurred, he will have no compunction.' Thus all was arranged. After the household had retired to rest Fred came to me, and we both immediately proceeded to dear Louisa, who was lying stark naked, all ready and impatient to begin love's combats, and completely prepared to prove herself more than equal to our united exertions in lustful exercises. As we had only our light dressing robes, we were as naked as her in an instant, and after a triple cuddle and kisses, we proceeded to a delicious gamahuche. Just before we began, dear Louisa, having both our stiff, erect pricks in her hands, examined and compared them, declaring she could not say which was superior to the other and that either was enough to content any woman; therefore how happy she ought to be in having both. She gave them each a loving kiss and a suck. Then Fred lay down on his back on the bed while Louisa knelt down between his legs and commenced sucking his prick in earnest, her magnificent buttocks projecting over the side of the bed. I sat down on a chair, which brought my mouth on a level with her delicious and hairy cunt. I thrust my tongue well up between her moist and pouting lips, and after a few minutes, I transferred it to the smaller rosy orifice, which thus lubricated made way for my finger, with which I frigged her exquisite bottom-hole, while I returned to the original entrance, which was gaping and longing for my gamahuching. Her own fingers were doubly employed on the root and balls of Fred's prick with one hand, while with the other she drove postillion into his bottom, and her eager lips were sucking his wildly excited prick. This stimulation soon produced its natural result. Fred was the first to yield nature's balmy tribute, but as Louisa eagerly swallowed it down, she herself gave way, with such wild action of her wriggling arse that I had great difficulty keeping my active tongue in; but come at last she did, with a scream of delight, and such a flood of delicious creamy spunk as showed what a state of lascivious lust she was in. She resumed, without moving, her suction of Fred's prick, but as soon as she found it sufficiently erect, which was hardly more than the space of a couple of minutes, she jumped up and told me to lie down on my back. She straddled me and, taking my hard, standing prick in her hand, she guided it to her well-wetted cunt, and sinking her upright body down upon it, engulfed it up to the roots at a single plunge. Then rising and sinking once or twice to completely seat herself and put my prick at its ease, she brought her body down on my belly, and first kissing me lovingly, and thrusting her tongue into my mouth, she raised her buttocks up until I was nearly withdrawn. Fred, who had scrambled up behind us, saw the movement, immediately applied his prick to her rosy arsehole and, gently pushing, glided up to the hilt in that rapture-giving recipient of Priapus. As he passed over the nut of my prick he gave it the most delicious and exciting sensation. As soon as he was in, I raised my buttocks and followed suit in the lower cavity and for a few minutes, we were satisfied to rest tranquil and quietly enjoy the exciting throbbings of our pricks against each other, the very thin partition between them not being sensibly apparent. Dear Louisa, too, never ceased those exquisite squeezes of both cunt and bottom, for which she was so distinguished. Of course, this tranquil enjoyment could not continue but rather acted as a spur to further efforts. We soon began more active operations. Dear Louisa, sandwiched as she was between us, beyond continued and delicious pressures and that indescribable interior peristaltic sort of motion of the inner folds of her most charming cunt, was naturally otherwise almost passive, leaving the active part to the two excited pricks laboring within her. As I thought of the exciting incestuous prick that was fucking her arse and seconding my every move, I became wild with lust and, as I had not as yet spent, I gave down my tribute to Venus before Fred was ready. But my excitement had produced its natural effect on the salacious temperament of Louisa, who, feeling from the increased stiffness of my prick that I was coming, spent with me with such excessive lust that she bit my shoulder till it bled. Fred, not being ready, continued his operations, which almost instantly, by their action on my somewhat relaxed member, brought me again up to the scratch. Needless to say, nothing could be more agreeable to Louisa than this continued action. She was always ready, and I believe would have taken six pricks, one after the other, and only liked it the better. Fred, this time, came before me and enabled Louisa again to satisfy her raging lust in another deluge of sperm. I continued the active movements as Fred had done before and, further reserving myself until Fred should again be ready to spend, we enabled the enraptured Louisa to have another spend before she again joined us, when all three died away in the utmost agony of satisfied lust. This time we remained for fully a quarter of an hour soaking in the blissful imprisonment of those two delicious entrances into the innermost temple dedicated to our blessed Lady Venus. We rose and for a time relieved that dear delicious creature, who declared that the real erotic pleasure was only obtainable when two pricks were at work at once within her and that, for her part, she would like to have a third to suck. 'And, here, Fred, let me have suck at yours before you lave yourself. I love the bitter flavor my bottom gives it.' And suck she did, while I laved myself in icy cold water, not for purification, but as a stimulant to the nervous system. When Louisa had sucked Fred clean, I advised him to do so too for similar reasons. Louisa followed our example, which had the effect also of cooling our heated bodies. After the rapid maneuvers we had just been practicing, we were not immediately ready, but, to ease the furious passion of lust to which we had raised Louisa, we gamahuched her in turns while she sucked the other's prick. We thus made the amorous creature again spend twice before we began another encounter. I begged that this time I should go into her arsehole. We had a most delicious orgy, as, again with my fingers, I made his libidinous sister spend twice to our once. After soaking in bliss for some time, we renewed operations after changing places. I was right in saying that the idea of the incest would act on the imagination. Never did I fuck with more energy. Fred seconded me admirably, while his fingers never ceased frigging his sister's cunt. She again spent twice to our once, and then exhausted sought repose, and sank unconsciously into slumber. After a good rest, we awoke and we both came out with a loud 'plop' as if a cork had been withdrawn from a tightly-corked bottle. Then followed a loud burst of wind from the dear girl's bottom. So we jumped up and laughingly hurried on our robes, saying it was evidently time to be off, as the morning gun had fired. She laughed heartily at the idea, but suddenly, lifting up my dressing gown, she gave me a good sharp slap on the bottom for my impudence in alluding to what she called the accident of moving out of bed. We happily regained our rooms unobserved. Harry ------- Notes; 1. During my visit to London for studies where we had an Old Ancestral Home, I stumbled on a family treasure. Apart from other things I also found a hump of books, diaries, and notes in the treasure which contained classic, Age-old, Erotic books, Novels, and Magazines probably collected by my Ancestors. They are all timeless and precious. They are a must-read for all erotica lovers. 2. The Original Authors of these Stories/Letters or Articles are long dead or Anonymous. 3. Out of the aforesaid collection, presenting an amazing account which was first published 1874, of a sexually omnivorous photographer on the prowl in Paris (probably the first such book). 4. The letters were written by a friend, Mr. Harry from Paris. Harry Hargrove, photographer. Young, beautiful women come to Harry's studio to have their portrait taken, but while there, one thing leads to another, and randy Harry's life becomes one big Parisian orgy. Before internet porn, before porn videos, before porn movies, people lusting for raunchy, X-rated entertainment read pornographic books and magazines. Victorian and Edwardian England had its own adult entertainment industry - countless erotic novels were put out by shady publishers, some books were printed by the authors themselves, and most of the writers were anonymous. Many of these 19th-century books are surprisingly kinky, and some of them may be quite offensive to modern-day readers - in more ways than one. The anonymously written "Letters from a Friend in Paris" was first published in 1874. This novel in the form of letters is a great example of classic Victorian erotica.
White Wife on Safari Married couple go on safari to Africa – the wife succumbs to the overtures of their guide and has sex with him and other members of his village. Let’s see, I'll tell you a little about Hank and myself before we get started. I'm not like a movie star or super model. I'm just your plan Jane white housewife. I have hazel eyes and blonde hair that is cut short. I'm 5'3" tall and my numbers are 34B-22-33. I'm not a pothead or a big drinker, but I do drink from time to time, but not very much. Now Hank is right at six foot tall and keeps himself in great shape. Seeing his nude body still turns me on, even after ten years of marriage. Hank is always telling me how sexy I am, and that I should wear more reviling clothing. I do dress up sexy for him at home, behind closed doors. I have all the sexy little garter belts and baby dolls that I wear for him. All most all the sexy things that I own Hank, has bought for me. I do wear a lot of sexy panties and bra's from Victoria's Secret. One of Hanks rules is that I can't wear granny panties, as he calls them. He loves me to wear thigh-high stockings under dresses or skirts. And I do wear these for him. Oh yes, Hank has this thing about bikini panties. He doesn't like the G-string or thong panties. He tells me that he loves to see my ass, or any girl's ass shake and move under bikini panties. He loves the way it rocks and rolls and moves up and down as you’re walking away, and thongs take away a lot of that. Must be a guy thing! Okay, now on with the story. About 6 years ago Hank started talking about taking a month long African Safari. He's into all this lions, tigers, and bears stuff. From day one when we first meet he has talked about doing this one day. And now that he has a lot of time on the job and lots of vacation time saved up, he was ready to really do it. I told him my idea of a vacation was a cruise away from the kids. Not a trip out in the woods or jungle, living in huts and tents. But being the good wife that I am, I gave in and told him to plan out the trip and I'd work on a sitter for the kids. Hank got the entire trip lined up over the Internet. We did get a two-night stay at a hotel before the safari started. Then it was to be driving in 4-wheel drive vehicles until the last 10 miles. The last 10 miles was deep jungle and had to be walked. All I kept thinking about was big bugs, snakes, spiders and all the stuff I hate. And the price of this safari, shit, we could have gone on a cruise around the world for the price of this camping trip. But I bit my lip and went along with Hanks so called dream vacation. I wasn't sure how to pack for this kind of a trip. Hiking boots, raincoats swim wear and whatever Hank said I would need. The bad thing was going to be that we would have no electricity, so no curling iron or blow dryer. The trip started out like hell. We left Chicago for London. Changed planes and were off to Dar Es Salaam in Tanzanite, Africa. Then change planes again to fly to Dodoma. Don't get mad if I kill the names of these places. Anyway it took us 25 hours to get there. And once at the hotel in Dodoma I about died. The place was a shit hole. No A/C, no pool just a full size bed in a crappy little room. Crappy or not we both hit the bed and were out for the night. The next day we met with our safari guide whose name was Jameraka. He was a big black man that didn't look like he missed a meal in his life. He spoke good English and told us a lot about how the safari was going to go. He also told us that he could speak the language of any tribes we would run into. I was so glad to hear that none of the tribes were headhunters or eat people. We were only going to travel in the daylight and at times would set up a tent camp at night. And other times we would be at some tribe's village in grass huts. The plan was for us to be at the Dodoma airport the next day with our baggage. We were then going to take a helicopter to some Village to meet up with Jameraka and all his helpers and trucks to start the safari. The last night in our hotel room I took a bath, yes a bath, we didn't have a shower. I was combing my hair and getting ready for bed as Hank took his bath. Thank God the room did have a ceiling fan to move some of the hot and humid air around a little. I slipped into a sexy little pink lace baby doll. I was thinking this might be our last night in a bed and my last chance to wear a sexy outfit for Hank. I knew he would love seeing me dressed like this, lying in the middle of the bed when he came out of the bathroom. Wail taking my bath I had taken the time to shave my vagina mound and legs nice and clean. I have shaved myself clean in the past and it never failed to drive Hank wild. As I was laying on the bed waiting for Hank I started thinking about this hot guy that I had seen in the London airport yesterday. I started rolling my lace-covered nipple around making it very hard. I next squeezed both my breasts and then started playing with both my now very hard nipples. I closed my eyes and was thinking this guy was kissing my nipples and just then was working his way down my belly. My left hand was playing with my right breast and nipple as my right hand was sliding down my body. My fingers made their way down over my little lace panties. Once they got to the crotch I slowly started rubbing my vagina right through my panties. I felt my panties getting wet as I then slipped my fingers under the waistband of my little panties. My mound felt so smooth as my fingers slowly made their way down to my wet vagina lips. I moaned and rocked my hips up to my fingers as I sank two of them inside myself. I pulled my wet fingers back out and slowly started rubbing my juices all over my hard clitoris. MMMMMMMM I opened my legs wider as I rolled my clit around getting very close to have a powerful orgasm. Squeezing my nipple I moaned out again, mmmmmmmm. "Looks like somebody is ready for some hard cock". I about jumped out of my skin when I looked up to see Hank watching my play with myself. I pulled my hand out of my little panties and said; “mmm baby I was just getting warmed up for you.” "Don't stop lover, let me see you make yourself cum". I looked at Hank and said, mmmm no way, that's your job, get over here. Hank got in bed next to me and took my hard nipple in his mouth right through my lacey baby doll top. His hand went right between my legs to feel my wet panty crotch. Mmmmmm I moaned as Hanks fingers went to work on my hot and wet vagina. He then pulled the crotch of my little pink panties to the side and sank two fingers deep inside of me. "Ohhh God it feels like somebody just got done fucking you, your so wet". I hit him and said no, nobody just got done fucking me but I hope somebody is going too. Hank then started kissing his way down my belly. Pulling my little panties to the side even more as he moved down. "Well lookey here, you shaved this sweet little pussy clean for me'. He then kissed my mound and next ran his tongue up my vagina slit from bottom to top. Mmmm yes that feels so good I moaned as I pushed my hot vagina up to Hanks probing tongue. Hank started licking and sucking all around my vagina. Taking time to suck and kiss my labia and clitoris. I was going wild and knew it wasn't going to be long before I was having a great orgasm. Hank never fails to drive me wild when he eats me. "Oh baby your pussy tastes so good, I could eat you for a week". Then he started sucking hard on my clit. "Come on baby, cum for me, cum so I can get my hard cock inside you". Well it didn't take much more of Hanks pussy eating to push me over the top. He had my little pink baby doll pulled all the way open as he rolled my super hard nipples around. I had my ass up about 4 or 5 inches off the bed pushing my pussy into Hanks tongue. I kept moaning more and more as my orgasm started through my body. "Yes, yes that's it baby, cum for me, let me hear you yell your cumming". Yelling I did, I yelled out OH YESSSSSSS GOD YESSSSSSS I'M CUMMMMMMMING. I grabbed Hanks head and pulled it tight to my cumming vagina. I was rocking my slit in a way that kept Hanks nose rubbing my clit as I kept cumming and cumming, OH YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSS I yelled. I could feel and hear Hanks tongue lapping at my pussy as I came on his tongue. Once my orgasm came to an end I dropped my ass back down on the bed and moaned mmmm God that felt so good. I then looked down between my legs to see that Hanks face was covered with my pussy juices. "WOW, are you hot or what? I think everybody in the hotel now knows that you just came like a firecracker. I've never heard you yell that your cumming that loud before. But I like it, keep yelling like that. It lets me know I did a good job of making you cum. Now let’s see if we can get you cumming again?" I'm sure it's not just me, but there is something about being in a hotel bed having sex that bring the slut out in me. It's just not the same as sex at home. Anyway I looked back down to see that Hank was now crawling up between my legs getting over the top of me. His cock was as hard as a rock pointing at his belly button. He took the time to kiss and suck each of my hard nipples as he moved up my body. Once he was up face to face with me and we started in with a long hot kiss. I could taste my vagina on his lips as we kissed. This wasn't the first time that I had tasted my own juices, and it did nothing but make me even hornier for Hanks hard cock. With my sexy little pink panties still on Hank just pulled them to the side again and started rubbing his hot and hard cock up and down my wet vagina lips He was making sure to rub it all around my hard clit. Once he had his cock covered with my pussy juice he lined it up to my vagina opening. I was so wet he just sank inside me so easily. "Oh fuck Brandy is your pussy on fire or what? God you’re so hot and wet, mmmmm, let’s see if we can cum together?" Hank started pumping his cock in me nice and slow. He would push in as deep as he could then pull out until it popped all the way out of me. Then back in again as deep as it would go. Hank knows just how I like it. He would pick up speed very slowly, and this drove me out of my mind. I hooked my legs around his back and moaned mmmmm yes as we kissed. "Come on baby, we got no kids to hear us, tell me what you won't." Hank loved for me to beg him to fuck me. And the truth is, again in a hotel room I love getting wild in bed. It just seems so hot and dirty to beg your man to fuck you hard. "Mmmmmm your pussy feels so good, oh man I'm going to pump you full of hot cum. You like your pussy full of cum?" Oh God his hard cock felt so good I was way into this now. OHHHHHHH YESSSSS FUCK MEEEEEEE. FUCK ME HARDDDDDDDDDDD. Oh baby yes, make me cum again. Give me all your cum, yes, yes OH FUCK MEEEEEEE. We were now screwing at full speed. Hank slipped his hand between us and was playing with my hard and wet clit. This was driving me mad and I knew I would be cumming again very soon. Now I was yelling, OH FUCK MEEEEEEE, FUCK MEEEEEE,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,OH GOD I'M GOING TO CUMMMMMMMMMMMM, DON"T STOP, OHHHHH FUCK MEEEEEEEE. I could feel Hanks cock starting to get bigger inside me and knew he was about to cum also. He was now hammering into me like mad. "AHHHHH I'm going to cum in you baby, are you ready?" I just got out, OH GOD YESSSSSSS, when Hank pushed deep inside me and started pumping me full of his hot sperm. "Oh yes I'm cumming." Hanks jerking cock set me off also. I pushed up to him and yelled out, OHHHHHH GOD YES I'M CUMMINGGGGGG TOOOOOOOOOOOO. I was milking all his sperm out with my pussy lips as we both came together. OH GIVE ME YOUR HOT COME BABY, FILL ME UP. This was the last thing I got out before Hank collapsed on top of me. After we got our breath back we kissed and Hank rolled off the top of me. Leaving a trail of sperm across my leg from his shirking cock. I could feel all the cum that he had pumped in me now running out of my vagina down over my butt-hole making its way to the bed. "God Brandy, you have to be the best fuck in the world. Man I love when you get wild and start yelling like that. Wish we could have sex like that at home." Smiling I got out of bed and said thank you, I'm glad you liked it. I'm also glad that you had a vasectomy, God look at this mess you made in my pussy. Have you been saving that up? That could have been twins. I had sperm running down both my thighs plus dripping on the floor. "Well it looks like we're going to be hitting the tub again, my face is covered with pussy juice." I smiled and said yep your right, "FIRST", as I ran into the bathroom, leaving Hank sitting there with a sticky face and cock. The next morning Hank fingered me to a nice orgasm before we headed off to the airport. I dressed in shorts and a button up short sleeve top for or first day. I would've liked to have worn flip-flops but I had on my hiking boots. Once we landed in this little Village and met up with Jameraka I started having second thoughts about this trip. One thing was the way that Jameraka was eyeing me up and down. It was like I was the first female that he had ever seen in his life. He never looked at my face, just my boobs, crotch, and legs. And the second was all the black workers. There were maybe 10 or 15 black workers of all ages. Hank and I were the only whites in the group. Not that I have a thing against black, it just they didn't speak any English and I didn't know what they were saying to each other. I felt like they were talking about Hank and I as they talked. In any case I was stuck and would have to make the best of it. Jameraka help loaded all or stuff into one of the truck. He then told us that we didn't have to do a thing. His workers would load and unload our stuff every day. They would drive, set up out tents, cook all the food, you name it they do it. All that we had to do was take pictures and enjoy the Safari. Once everything was loaded and set Hank and I got into one of the Hummer type 4-wheel drive vehicles with a young black kid driving. It felt like Florida in the middle of the summer, very hot and humid. And wouldn't you know it, not one of the vehicles had air conditioning. Our convoy started out of the Village on this bumpy old dirt road. The Safari had begun, where we were heading I had no idea. We rode down this dusty road all day long, stopping a few times for drinks and restroom breaks. Right restroom breaks. I had to go pee behind a bush and hope all these guys were not watching me. Late in the day we pulled into this clearing next to a river to set up camp. I must say it was a beautiful spot; it looked just like a post card. The guys had tents up, a fire going and food on cooking in no time. Again I had to use a bush to go to the restroom. We had a so, so dinner and were sitting around the fire enjoying the end of the day. It was still light out and I asked Jameraka where I could take a shower. "A shower? The only shower you're going to get is if we get a big rain. And I think we'll be getting some rain at the end of the week." I looked at Hank and then Jameraka and said your fucken kidding me? I have to stay out here in the jungle and stink until it rains. No bathrooms, no showers this safari shit is bullshit. Jameraka spoke up once he seen I was mad. "No, no sexy lady, you can bathe all you like. That is why we stopped here. See all my helpers down there in the river bathing? Just take your soap and towel down there and jump in. But please make sure one of my crew is with you keeping an eye on you. This is the jungle and there are wild animals out here that will eat you." "Oh this is just fucking great," I said as I got up and went to our tent. Hank followed me into the tent. The tent was big, not your little camping tent. You could stand up and walk around in it. We had two cots, a chair and a little table, a lantern hanging from the top. Our bags were in one corner. "How in the hell am I going to bathe on this trip with all these guys watching me," I asked Hank? "Easy, just put on your bikini and I'll go with you, it's no big deal" Hank replied. "No big deal? You asshole, I have to piss and shit in the woods like some back-woods hillbilly. I don't know how I let you talk me into this shit. Close the fucking door flaps so I can change." Hank knew I was pissed and didn't say a thing as I stripped down nude. I dug out my only bikini from my bag. It was not the kind of a bikini a married woman should be wearing around all these men. It was a little white string bikini with little black poke-a-dots. The top didn't cover a lot of my breasts; lucky I'm not all that big on top. It left the sides of them exposed and it didn't have any padding so you could see the little lump my nipples made in it. The bottom did cover my butt with just a little V in the front. Don't ask me why, but somehow I had forgotten any other bathing suits. I tied it in place and then dug out some soap, shampoo, and a towel. "Oh boy are the guys ever going to love seeing this little outfit. Damn honey you look hot." "Kiss my ass, I am hot, hot and stinky. Are you coming with me or not?" Hank jumped into his trunks and we then started down to the river. Jameraka was now really eyeing me up as we passed him. I could feel his eyes burning a hole in my ass as we went by. "He then yelled, don't be long kids, the sun is going down, we don't need anyone eaten the first day out." When we got down to the water edge I saw about nine or ten of the workers swimming and playing around in the water. They all stopped and watch me walk into the water. The water was very cool and I was surprised to find the bottom was all sand and not mud. We walked out about waist deep and started soaping ourselves up. I looked up towards the bank and saw three of the workers knee deep in the water. All three of them were totally nude and looking my way. "Oh my God Hank, the guys over there are nude. "Yep the sure are" was his only reply as he started washing his hair. I looked back at them again this time dropping my eyes down to their black cocks. All three of their cocks were hanging down pointing at the water. This was the first time I had seen a black cock. And for my first time I got to see three of them. I couldn't believe how far they hung down. They hung down about half way down their thighs. I've been told all my life that black guys are hung, but I had no idea it was true. I started thinking; God how big is it when it's hard? How do black girls take all that? I wonder how one that long would feel? I couldn't believe that I was making myself honky looking at these guys as I was rubbing soap over my bikini covered breasts and nipples. "Honey your staring, hey Brandy you hear me. Hello, hey Brandy you better stop the tit washing, your turning them guys on." All at once I heard Hank and snapped out of my trance, only to see that the guy on the end was now getting hard. His cock was pointing right at me now. His hand went right around it and he started stroking himself as he looked at me. "Oh my God" I turned my back to him only to see Hank smiling from ear to ear. " I think he likes what he sees, don't you?" "Oh my God that's so sick. Is he still doing what I think he's doing?" Smiling Hank said, "yep, ya done turned the kid on and now he's jacking off." I then started looking around only to find out that every man out there swimming was nude. Hank and I were the only ones with bathing suits on. "Is he still doing it?" I asked?" "Oh yes, I think he's about to blow a load in the water. Turn around and see." "No way, that's so sick, masturbating in front of all these people." "Honey, this is not the good old USA. These people live out here in the jungle. This is normal for them. Oh my there he goes, he's cumming, check it out." "Not on your life" I felt like looking but couldn't bring myself to turn around. After the guy had come in the water he went back to the camp. Hank helped me wash my hair and then we went back to camp also. I was so horny I couldn't wait to get Hank in the tent alone. My mind was going wild thinking about them black cocks. I was now kicking myself in the ass for not turning around to watch this guy masturbate. That was one thing that I've never seen a guy do and would love to watch it. For that matter not even Hank has done that in front of me. Back at the camp Jameraka told us he would like to talk to us about the next day activities before we bedded down for the night. Once in the tent I changed into a little pair of baby blue lace bikini panties and an oversize tee shirt that I always wear for a nightgown. I hung my wet little bikini and towel on this line next to Hanks wet trunks and then sat down across from Jameraka as I combed out my hair. It was now dark out and you couldn't see a thing passed the light from the fire. Jameraka told us how the next day was going to go. It was more or less going to be about the same as today. We were to set up camp at the end of the day again. He also told us that two of his men would be up all night keep guard on the camp so we could sleep with no worries. He then told us that we better get some sleep that the next day was going to be a long hot one. So a short time later we said our good nights and were off to our tent. Once in our tent Hank striped to his jockeys and me down to my little blue lace bikini panties. "Nice little show you put on for Jameraka out there." "What are you talking about, what show?" "Sitting there combing your hair with your legs spread wide open showing off them sexy little panties, that's what I'm talking about." "I wasn't, was I? He couldn't see anything, it was too dark." "Right, I was sitting right next to him and I could just about make out that cute little pussy of yours, right through them lace panties." "You’re kidding, you could see that much?" Hank then took me in his arms and said, "yep you sure could. And you wonder why he keeps staring at you. Shit girl if you kept showing me that pussy of yours like that, I would be staring too. I can't blame the guy for checking out my hot little wife." Hank then started kissing me as his hands went down to my panties covered ass cheeks and started feeling them up. I moaned into his mouth as we moved over to one of the cots. In seconds we were laid out side by side on the cot. Hank was playing with my breasts as we continued kissing. In a minute or so I felt Hanks hand slipping down inside the front of my little panties. I moaned in his mouth again as his fingers started fondling my wet pussy and slowly slipped inside it. "Hmmmmmm somebody is really wet tonight. Did you like showing off your panties to Jameraka?" "No, I really didn't know that I was showing him anything." "Well something has this little pussy of yours on fire. Was it seeing all them black cock?" By this time, my vagina was soaking wet and needed a hard cock. I was rocking my hips up to Hanks hand as he kept rolling my hot little clit around. "Mmmmmm I've never seen so many cocks in my life, and I didn't know they could get so long, did you?" Laughing Hank replied "a lot of these Africans hang rocks and stuff with strings onto body parts to change their look. No I've never seen a guy with a cock that hung down to his knees before. So that's what has you all wet" as he gave my hard little clit a squeeze. "Mmmmmm I may have to tie a string around your cock and see if that works." Hanks finger fucking had me just about at the point of orgasm as he said, "so my little wife would like to try one of them long black cocks, is that what you’re saying?" "I didn't say that! Oh God that feels good, mmmmm right there, don't stop." Hank was one hundred percent right, seeing all them cocks today had me so horny I couldn't stand it. All that I kept thinking about was how a cock that long would feel fucking me. "You don't have to say anything, your pussy is telling it all. Your pussy is saying stick a long hard black cock in me!" Hearing his dirty words set me right off, "oh yessss, yessss, I'm cumming," I moaned out as I pushed up to his fingers. "That's a girl, cum for me. Close your eyes and think that one of them long black cock is inside you making you cum right now." I did as Hank said and moaned out, "mmmmm, Godddd, ohhhhhhh yessss, that long cock feels so goodddddddd." My hips were now jerking up and down to Hanks hand and fingers as my orgasm kept going through my body. `Ohhhhhhh yessss I'm cumminggggggggg." Hank was taking turns sucking hard on each of my hard nipples as my orgasm started winding down. He then pulled his hand out of my little blue lace panties and pushed me over on my back as he climbed between my legs over the top of me. Pulling my wet crotch to the side he started rubbing his hard cock head up and down my wet slit. Once it was all wet with my juices Hank said, "sorry baby, all you’re going to get tonight is this little white boy cock," as he started sinking inside my super wet pussy. I hooked my legs around him and moaned "mmmmm yes, your cock feels just fine love." But still implanted in my mind was them long black cocks I had seen. "Oh God your pussy feel so good", Hank moaned in my ear as he started pumping his hard cock in and out of me. I was still thinking of one of them long black cock as I hooked my legs around Hanks back and moaned, mmmmm God fuck me with that long cock. Hank then started pumping into me at full speed. I just couldn't get my mind off them long black cocks. So in a very short time I was moaning out that I was cumming. I hoped the other men in the camp didn't hear my orgasm with my Husband. What a great first night, I fell asleep that night, still thinking of black cock. As time went on every day was about the same. We would drive all day. Stopping at times to check out wild animals along the way. Set up camp at night near a lake or river. And we would bathe with the help, the nude help that is. Then a few days later one of the strings on my bikini bottom broke and left me in a real fix. Being that I only had the one bikini and the closest store was hundreds of miles away, Hank talked me into bathing in my bra and panties. At first I was a little reluctant to do this. How many wives do you know that parade around in sexy little underwear in front of 15 or so strange men and boys? And as I said at the start of this story, I don't have any plain Jane panties and bras. All of mine are kind of sexy, lacey, and sheer. Anyway, after a few days of showing off my sexy underwear to all the guys I started feeling a little more at ease about it. As time went on and what seemed like a month we made it to this little village deep in the jungle. The village had lots of little grass huts, fires and cooking going on. The tribal people were all working at making stuff and doing what them people do. It was like we walked into a Tarzan movie. Oh yes, there were females there, I wasn't the only female in the group anymore. I was the only white one, but not the only one any more. They were all topless and Hank was enjoying this little show he was getting. They all looked at Hank and I and were saying things to each other that we couldn't understand. Jameraka took us over and introduced us to the tribes Chief. His name was Chief Zoomama, and like the others, he didn't speak a bit of English. He shook our hands as he talked to Jameraka. The Chief then pointed at one of the grass huts. Jameraka then told us that the Chief had given us that hut over there to stay in. It was a long ways from a Holiday Inn but both Hank and I shook the Chiefs hand again and thanked him. Jameraka then walked us over to show us the inside. I'm thinking fuck this place. Homeless people at home live better than this. But I kept my mouth shut as we looked in the door. Jameraka then told his workers to put our stuff in the hut. So once we got all moved in it wasn't all that bad. Well it was better than the tent anyway. We could have a little fire inside but it wasn't vented very well. You had to be careful; if you got the fire to big you'd smoke yourself out or burn the place down. Jameraka pointed out were the river was to bathe. And said it was safe here to bathe at about anytime. He also told us that the tribe was going to put on a feast and dance for us just before dark. After all our things were put into our hut Hank and I went it to organize and get ready to go down to the river. I put on a pair of black lace bikini panties and white sheer bra. Hank just wore his boxers. We grabbed our towels and soap and headed off. Once at the river I was in shock. It was beautiful. It was a big pool at the bottom of a big waterfall. It was a God made shower that was great. The water was just right, not a bit too cold. We soaped up and got in under the falls to rinse off. This was the best thing of the trip so far. Well next best thing, seeing all the cocks I've seen was the first best thing. After our beautiful shower we were making our way back to the village when Hank said, man the tribal guys are going to love that bra you're wearing tonight! Looking down at my breast I could see what he was talking about. My sheer bra had turned transparent once it was wet. It didn't hide a thing, you could see all of my nipples right through it and even the mold I have on the bottom of my right breast. I smiled and replied, you think they'll like this look? Fuck yes; I know they will, Hank replied back. Once back in the village I seen Jameraka was the first to notices my now very hard nipples standing out. And I was getting turned on knowing he was checking them out. Then I saw that the Chief and a lot of the other men and boys were eyeing up my bouncing breast with hard nipples in my little see-through bra as we walked to our hut. Once inside the hut I raped Hank on the spot. This showing off in sexy underwear was getting to me. I was turning into something that I never knew I could be. I was starting to like teasing all these men and boys. And the funny thing was the more I teased the more it turn Hank on. I never knew that my husband enjoyed other men checking me out. The bed in our little hut was nothing more than a bamboo mat on top of some grass and leaves. I was really surprised that it wasn't real hard. It really had a lot of give to it. Noting like my bed at home mind you! But it was a little better than the cots we've been sleeping on. I pushed Hank down on the mat flat on his back, still dressed in his wet boxers. Looking down at him I said, this showing off has me horny as hell, you better get them wet boxers off. As Hank was removing his wet boxers I started taking off my wet and sexy little white sheer bra. Hank moaned, mmmmm your hard nipples are telling it all. It your pussy wet? Dropping my little wet bra on the ground I then hooking my fingers in the waist band of my little wet black lace panties, I moaned mmmmm yes I'm very wet, as I pushed them down and let them fall to my feet. I stepped out of my panties and moved over next to the mat and took Hanks semi hard cock in my hand and started stroking it up and down. Mmmmmm get this thing hard baby, I need it inside me right now. Hank didn't let me down. His cock was as hard as a rock in no time. I leaded over and took it deep in my mouth. Hank moaned out, oh God that feels so good. I was sucking on the head of Hanks now super hard cock as I pumped it up and down with my thumb and index finger around it. Hanks hips started moving in time with my stroking and I knew I couldn't keep this up much longer or he would be pumping his hot sperm in my mouth. And I needed his hot sperm inside my pussy to put the fire out. To Hanks disappointment I stopped sucking on his hard cock and threw my leg over him as I saddled his waist. I reached between my legs and took Hanks hard and now wet cock in my hand and lined it up to my wet vagina. Once I had it lined up to my hot and wet pussy hole I slowly dropped down on it. Once it was all the way inside me I moaned, OH GOD YESSSSSSS. Hank took a hold of both my breasts and started rolling my hard nipples around as I began to pump up and down on his hard cock. GOD his cock felt so good slipping in and out of me. Hank moaned, motherfucker is your pussy ever hot. Tell me you didn't like showing off your tits to all them guys? He then released one of my breasts and moved his hand between my legs. I just about came on the spot as Hanks fingers started playing with my hard little clit. I moaned, oh yes it did. It made me so horny them guys looking at me. Hank added fuel to my fire as he said, you know all them guys are going to be jacking off them long black cocks tonight as their thinking these cute tits of yours. Oh God, my mind went right to thinking about one of them long black cocks slipping deep inside me. I closed my eyes and started thinking I was riding one right then. Hank then said, how about you go topless like the rest of the girls around here? You'll drive these guys nuts seeing your nice tits bouncing around. I know you showing your tits off will turn me on. And look at you now; you fucking loved them seeing your hard nipples. We'll never see any of these people again once we leave here. What do ya say, feel like giving all these guys a thrill tomorrow? I was now at the point of total orgasm. Thinking about one of them long black cocks fucking me. Thinking about going around topless for all to see. I was now pumping up and down on Hanks hard cock at full speed. Him playing with my clit and all his talk pushed me over the top. I tried not to be too loud as I moaned out, OH YESSSSS, GOD YESSSSS I WOULD LOVE SHOWING THEM MY TITSSSSSS. OH GOD I'M CUMMMMMMMMMMING. I was shaking all over as my orgasm went through my body. Hank then grabbed my hips and pulled me down tight on his cock as he moaned mmmmm God here it comes. His cock started jerking inside me as he filled me with his hot cum. I rocked up and down on him as I milked all of this cum out. I bent over and said thank you lover, I need that, and then gave him a long hot kiss. I sat back up with Hanks now deflating cock still inside me. I could feel all the sperm that he pumped inside me starting to run out between his cock and my pussy lips. I got the shock of my life when I looked at the door to see that it was open and Jameraka was standing in the doorway looking at me nude, sitting on my husband’s cock. Like I said I was in shock and I didn't scream, try to cover up or anything, I just sat there looking back at him. Jameraka then closed the door and left. I didn't even say a think to Hank who didn't see what just happened. It made me feel all funny inside. I didn't know how long he had been watching us. I was sure that this man had just watched me have an orgasm as Hank and I had sex. I wasn't sure if I should tell Hank what had just happened or not. I do know that I felt all sexy knowing that Jameraka had just seen me totally nude and having sex. In part one of this story, Hank and I had just gotten to this little village deep in the jungle. We were given a little grass hut to stay in by Chief Zoomama. After a nice shower under a waterfall Hank and I retired to our hut for some lovemaking. We had just gotten done making love when I looked up to see that Jameraka, our safari guide was standing in our doorway watching us. I had no idea at all how long he had been standing there watching us. All I did know for sure was that he had just seen me have an orgasm sitting on my husband's hard cock. Don't ask me why, but I never said a word to Hank about Jameraka watching us. Oh yes, Jameraka told us before our shower that the tribe was going to put on a feast and dinner dance for us just before dark. Now, on with the story, picking up right where I left off. I bent over and gave Hank a long hot kiss before I climbed off his now soft cock. As I stood next to the mat I felt Hanks sperm start leaking out of me and running down the insides of both my thighs. I looked at it and said, "God where do you get all this cum from? It feels like you pumped a gallon into me!" Hank smiled up and me from the mat and said sorry I made such a mess in your sweet little pussy. I replied, "Mmmmm, I like this kind of a mess," as I bent over and gave him another kiss. We both cleaned ourselves up in our hut as we started getting ready for the feast that evening. I asked Hank, "What do you think I should wear tonight?" Smiling from ear to ear Hank said, "How about just some sheer little red panties and nothing else? " "Oh sure, like I'm going to dress like that!" I replied, "In your dreams!" "Why not?" Hank replied, "That little wet bra you were just wearing didn't hide a thing. Everybody here now knows what your hard nipples look like. So why not let them see them hanging free? None of the other girls here cover up their boobs." I looked at him and said, "You're kidding me? You would really like for other guys to see me totally topless? You wouldn't get upset with them looking at me?" "Hell no I wouldn't. For that matter I think it would really turn me on. And I think it would turn you on also. And you know what's going to happen once we both get turned on." I looked at him smiling and said, "Well keep dreaming sweetheart, I'm not going topless. Sexy tops, bra's or whatever is about as far as this girl is going, sorry." Having said that I slipped on a yellow tee shirt, leaving my breasts braless. I then stepped into a little pair of light blue lace bikini panties. Last I pulled on a little pair of black Daisy Duke shorts. I placed my hands under both my breasts, turned around facing Hank. I started bouncing them up and down as I said, "How's this look, not topless but bouncing around free, is that okay?" Hank smiled and said, "You look great, but topless would be better." We finished getting ready then exited our hut. We then made the short walk across the village to where the feast and dinner dance was to be held. As we walked into the area we saw Jameraka sitting at a long table next to Chief Zoomama. He waved us over and told me to sit on the other side of the Chief and for Hank to sit next to me. Jameraka eyes kept eyeing me up and down as we took our seats. He eyed up my tight little Daisy Duke shorts then moved up to my swinging breasts under my tee. I felt so strange inside knowing that he had just seen me total nude and having sex not over an hour ago. Once seated the Chief turned and said something to both of us in his native tongue. Jameraka then translated that he was welcoming us and that he hoped we enjoyed the food, drinks, and dancers. We both smiled and told him thank you, not sure if he understood us or not. The drums started and a few of both male and female tribal people started dancing and jumping around in time with the beat of the drums. Other people started bring out food and drinks to all the other tribal members. They sat some kind of food in front of all us also. They also gave us each these cute coconut cups with our drink in it. My drink was pink and Hanks was yellow. I looked to see that both Chief Zoomama and Jameraka had a clear drink. I asked Hank what is this stuff as I pointed at the coconut cup? He picked his up and took a little sip and said, "Mmmmm it's some kind of fruit punch, try it, it's really good. But what I would really like to know is what kind of meat that is, but I'm afraid to ask!" We both laughed as I tried a sip of the fruit punch too find that Hank was right, it was very good. We ate and drank like pigs as the four of us sitting at the table watching the tribal people put on their show for us. Hank kept making little comments about the nude black boobs bouncing around in front of him. I had my own little comments about how the male dancers' long cocks would pop into view from time to time from under their loincloths. A short time later and all at once my vision got very blurry. I was trying to focus on the people dancing and couldn't. I turned to tell Hank what was happening with me only to find him passed up still sitting up with his head fallen back like he was looking at the sky. I shook him and he didn't wake up. I told the Chief and Jameraka that something is wrong with Hank, he won't wake up! The Chief had that I don't understand what you’re saying look on his face but Jameraka spoke up and said, "Don't worry sexy lady, he's fine. He just had too much kekpa to drink, what do you say in your county, oh yes, he's passed up drunk." "You’re kidding me, drunk, I didn't know that this punch had any booze in it." Jameraka laughed and replied, "Oh yes, sexy lady. It is made from local plants, unlike your American made, how do you say, booze. It will put your lights out for the night if you drink too much. Don't worry I'll have my men take him to your hut for you." He then said something to two men and they came right over and picked up Hank and started carrying him off towards our hut. I got up to go with them. My vision was still blurry and I felt like I was on fire or something. I felt very strange inside. The Chief said something to me and I looked at Jameraka to translate it. "The Chief said he was sorry that your mate passed out, and he would like you to stay and enjoy yourself." I replied, "Tell him thank you, but I'm not feeling well myself, and that I better go. Please tell him thank you and we had a great time tonight." I made my way back to our hut and I wasn't sure what was going on with me. I didn't feel drunk or high. I'm not sure what I felt, I had these feeling going on inside my body that I never felt before. Not bad feeling but like pleasurable feelings. The two boys had dropped Hank on the mat and were leaving our hut as I got there. I walked in and closed the grass door. I wished it had a lock on it so I could keep Jameraka from looking in any time he felt like it. It was just starting to get dark so I lit the little torch to give our hut some light. Hank was passed out flat on his back, sleeping like a baby. I pulled his shirt and shorts off, leaving him lying there in only his boxers. I was burning up myself so I pulled off my tee shirt. I was surprised to see both my nipples sticking out and hard as rocks. Drinking has always seemed to make me somewhat horny but I don't ever recall it making my nipples so hard. I ran my right hand over my left nipple, oh my God, I about came on the spot. I stood there a few minutes now playing with both my super hard nipples. I was squeezing and rolling them between my thumb and index finger. I was thinking my goodness why are my nipples so sensitive tonight? I got myself so horny playing with my nipples that I had to lie down and masturbate. I pushed my little Daisy Duke down my legs and stepped out of them. Now dressed in just my little pair of light blue lace bikini panties, I laid down next to Hank on the mat. As I was rolling my right nipple around I slowly ran my right hand down my tummy to my little panties. I ever so slowly started running my fingers over my wet crotch. I could feel the outline of my hot vagina lips right through the wet crotch. My hard little clitoris was trying to poke a hole right through my little panties as I found it and started rolling it around. I looked over at Hank and moaned, "Oh God, lover, why did you pass out on me? God I need you so bad tonight!" I could feel an orgasm starting deep inside my body as I continued playing with my right nipple and rolling my clit around through my wet panties. I closed my eyes and was again thinking about all those long black cocks that I've seen on this trip. In my mind one of the tribal boys was rubbing the hot rubbery head of his black cock right on my clit. His pre-cum was leaking out all over my clit making it slippery and wetter. "OH MY GOD!" I pushed my hips up to my fingers and started cumming right next to my passed out husband. "MMMMM GOD FUCK ME NOW!" I moaned out as in my mind one of the black guys had just made me cum by rubbing my hard clit with his cock and I was ready for him to slip it in me now. As my orgasm started winding down I opened my eyes and looked at Hank who was still passed out and sleeping like a baby. I reached over and pulled his soft cock out of the little slit in the front of his boxers. I moaned, "Mmmmm baby, get this thing up for me," as I took it in my mouth. I did my best to get his cock hard but it just wasn't going to happen. I kissed it, sucked on it, and licked it and still nothing. I stopped playing with it and looked up at his peaceful face. I moaned, "God damn you Hank, The night I need you, the night my pussy is on fire, you pass out on me." God I needed a cock inside me, I've never been this horny before in my life. I couldn't keep my hands off my hard nipples; they were so hard they felt like they might pop. Nor could I keep my hands off my wet crotch, which was now even wetter. Shit, why didn't I bring that toy vibrating cock that Hank had gotten me a few years ago? Man could I have put that thing to work right now. I got up and started looking through my bag for something that I could use as a cock to satisfy my burning vagina. I looked at the toothbrush tub my toothbrush was in but put it back. I was sure it would come apart and I would have half of it stuck way up inside my pussy. It would be hard to explain why I needed to go back to town to have it removed. Then I picked up my hairbrush, "Hmm," I'm thinking, "Long handle, has a little curve to it." I took the brush and laid back down next to Hank. Again I'm thinking, "What the hell is wrong with me, why am I so horny?" I was so horny that if Jameraka or any of the other boys or men came through the door right now I would give myself to them. I would let them fuck me until the fire in my vagina was out. Well, I couldn't wait for someone to come through the door to fuck me, so I pushed my little pair of light blue lace bikini panties down my legs and off. I spread my legs and ran my index and middle fingers right up my hot and wet slit. Oh my God, was I ever wet, hot and wet. My pussy was on fire and needed a cock. I looked over at Hank again and moaned, "Mmmmm, you asshole," as I slowly pushed the hairbrush handle inside my wet pussy. Oh God did it feel good as I started rolling my hard little wet clit around in time with the hairbrush handle. Once again I closed my eyes imagining one of those long black cocks sinking inside me. In my mind the young man I had seen masturbating in the river was now filling me with his long black cock. Hank was now totally out of my mind. I didn't even stop to think what he would think if he was to wake up to find me fucking myself with my hairbrush. The only thing I cared about right then was cumming, I needed to cum and cum bad. And I knew that the ways I was pumping that brush into myself it wouldn't be long at all before I was cumming again. Faster and faster I started pumping that brush in my pussy. Rolling my hips up as I was going in as deep as it would go. I took turns rubbing my clit and squeezing both my hard nipples. Then it happened, I moaned out, "OHHHHH YESSSSSS!" I pushed the brush handle deep inside my pussy as I squeezed my clit and yelled, "OH GODDDDD I'M CUMMINGGGGGGGG!" My hips kept jerking up to the brush as I kept cumming and cumming. Trust me, I've masturbated before, but I've never had an orgasm like the one I was having just then. Once my body started to settle down a little I turned and gave Hank a kiss on the cheek. I moaned, "Oh baby please wake up I need you." I could not believe that I was still horny. I started playing with his cock again, trying to wake it up. At the same time I sank two fingers deep in my wet pussy and moaned, "What the fuck is wrong with me?" I then pulled Hanks boxers off and lay down on top of him. I started dry humping him as I pushed my pussy mound down on his soft cock. I was kissing him and still hoping he would get hard and fuck me the way I needed to get fucked. But after a few minutes I saw that Hank was not going to be getting it up, so I ran my hand down between us. I sank two fingers inside my wet pussy, then pulled them out with my juices on them, I started rubbing it on my clit. I was now rubbing my clit as I humped on Hanks soft cock. I could not believe that I was on my way to making myself cum yet again. I didn't know if the tribal people could hear all my moaning outside of our hut or not. I did know that I was at the point of cumming again and was ready for it to happen. I was kissing Hank and humping down on his soft cock faster and faster as my orgasm started through my body. "OH GOD HANK, OH GOD HANKKKKKK!" I moaned out as I started cumming. I sank my fingers as deep as I could into my hot wet pussy and about yelled out, "OHHHH FUCK I'MMMM CUMMINGGGGGG!" I kept working my fingers in and out of my wet pussy making it even wetter as I kept cumming and cumming. My mind went right back to thinking that I was now cumming on one of those black cocks. I was soaking that black cock with my pussy juices right then. Once my orgasm had come to an end I rolled off Hank onto my back next to him. I was shaking and trying to get my breath back. I again ran my fingers over my right nipple to find it still hard as a rock and in need of being sucked on. I could not believe what was happening to me. My other hand had a mind of its own as it made its way down between my legs again. My pussy was now even wetter as I sank my fingers back inside myself again. And again I would pull some of my juices out and lubricate my hot and hard little clitoris as I rolled it around. I was taking turns squeezing my hard nipples and fingering myself again. I was humping my pussy mound up to my fingers and well on my way to yet another orgasm. Then I don't know what happened to me, all went black. I'm thinking that when I started to cum I must have passed out. As I was waking up I could see that it was now daylight from the light shining through cracks around the hut door. I couldn't believe that my pussy was still on fire and in need of some service. I moaned, "Mmmmm God what's going on?" as I felt like I was just about to have an orgasm. I looked down to find Hanks head between my legs licking and sucking on my vagina. "OHHHHHH!" my head fell back on the mat as my hips started working in time with Hanks tongue. "OHHHH GOD YESSSSS!" I moaned out as I came on Hanks hot tongue. Once my orgasm ended Hank kissed his way up my body, stopping to give each of my hard nipples a long hot sucking kiss. Once he was up face to face with me I felt his hard cock slowly sinking into me. "MMMMMM YES!" I moaned as I pushed up to him. "Do you like waking up with a tongue in your pussy?" he asked. I moaned, "Mmmmm yes, but I'm mad at you, asshole!" Still pumping in and out of me nice and slow he asked, "What did I do? "It's not what you did, it's what you didn't do. You passed out on me last night." "I know, all I remember is eating and drinking that juice. Hmm that juice must have had something in it." I moaned out, "Mmmmm that feels so good," as I pumped up to Hanks hard cock and said, "It's called kekpa, it's some kind of booze made from a local plant." Hank replied, "Shit, I didn't know if it was booze or I wouldn't have drunk so much of it. I'm sorry I passed out on ya baby, did it knock you out also?" Looking up at him I moaned, "Mmmmm, no it didn't knock me out, I didn't drink as much as you did, it had a totally different effect on me." Picking up a little speed now Hank said, "What kind of affect did it have on you?" Hooking my legs around his back I moaned, "Mmmmm baby it made me horny, mmmmm God I was so horny last night. Oh yes, yes don't stop lover, oh God this feel good." Kissing my neck Hank then said, "Why didn't you wake me up?" I hit his arm and said, "Shit Hank, I did everything but sit on your face to wake you up. You were dead to the word, there was no waking you up." So what did my horny little wife do? "Please tell me one of the guys here took care of your needs?" I hit his arm again and replied, "No, none of the guys here took care of my needs, I would never do that to you. Sometimes a girl has to do what a girl has to do!" Hank was now pumping in me even faster as he asked, "So what did you do, did you get yourself off?" Humping up to him I moaned, "Mmmmm maybe a little!" This dirty talk was getting to Hank, and myself for that matter as he asked, "Are you telling me that you got yourself off right here next to me, and I missed it?" "Mmmmmm yes baby," I moaned up at him, "I got off a few times last night. God I was so fucking horny I couldn't stand it. Oh God Hank fuck me mmmmm yes." We were now fucking at full speed. Hank was hammering his hard cock as deep into me as he could. He moaned, "A few times? How many times did you cum?" A great orgasm was just starting inside me as I moaned, "mmmmm baby I think four or five times!" My reply got to Hank, he replied, "Four or five times OH FUCK!" He then pushed deep inside my wet pussy and started squirting me full of his hot cum. His jerking cock set me off as I pushed up to him and came also. I was working my wet pussy up and down his throbbing cock as I moaned, "OH GOD FILL ME UP BABY, I NEEDED YOUR CUM INSIDE ME LAST NIGHT. OH GOD YESSSSSS I'M CUMMINGGGGGGG!" After a great orgasm Hank rolled off me and said, "Fuck that was good, did you enjoy that?" I kissed him and moaned, "Mmmmm yes, very much so." Then Hank sat up and said, "How about you do it again at let me watch this time?" "Do what?" I asked. "Get yourself off; I've never seen you make yourself cum, let alone five times. Come on baby do it for me, I would love to see you fingering yourself." I laughed and said, "Sorry but I'm not going to do that for ya baby. I was in a bad way last night and that was my only out!" "Come on," Hank moaned, "just once so I can see." I smiled and said, "I'll make a deal with you. You jack yourself off first and let me watch. Once you're done, I'll do it for you. How's that, we got a deal?" Hank got a funny look on his face and replied, "No way, I'm not doing that." I smiled and said, "Okay, case closed," as I gave him another kiss. Hank then gave me one of those looks and said, "How about one of these black guys? Would you like to do one of the black guys and let me watch?" "Get out of here, like that's going to happen." "It could happen if you would let it happen. And I would love to see how you acted with one of them long cocks deep inside of you. And tell the truth, you have been checking them out. And I know you would like to try one, wouldn't you?" he asked. "Are you kidding me? You would like to watch another man screwing me, a black man at that? I'm your wife, not some local slut, how can you think that way about me. Are you telling me that you wouldn't get mad if some guy was fucking me?" Hank hugged me and said, "Baby, baby what I'm saying is this, we are thousands of miles from home. If you felt like trying one of these long black cocks you have been check out all the time we've been here, I'm fine with it. It's not like you’re going to be doing it behind my back. I may be sick but I have dreams about seeing you cum with a long hard black cock deep in your pussy. So if it was to happen once we go back home nobody there will ever know a thing about it. It would be something between you and I for the rest of our lives." I looked at Hank in shock and said, "You're not kidding are you?" "No baby I'm not kidding," Hank replied with a smiled. He got me thinking, he was right. I had been looking, looking a lot. And I couldn't get them long black cocks out of my mind. But could I have sex with one of them? I'm thinking that I could never do that. And could I do it and have Hank watching me do it. That would really be off the wall. What if I was to have an orgasm with another man and Hank was watching it happen. How could I ever face him again? I looked at Hank, gave him a kiss and said, "Lover I think this jungle has turned you into a wildman. We have been married to long to throw it away over sex. For right now I think I'm going to stick to just screwing you. We can always play it out in our heads that we are screwing whomever. Plus don't forget the fact that I can get pregnant and that would be hard to hide from or friends and family once we got back home. So I say, keep dreaming big boy!" Hank said, "Okay fine, but the offer is out there for you, take it if you feel like it. I sure do think it would be sexy seeing you getting fucked. Well if you're not into that, how about you finger fuck yourself for me right now?" I kissed him and said, "Maybe one day I'll do that for ya, but not today. We better get up and out of this hut, Jameraka is going to be waiting on us, you know today is hike day." Today was hike day. We had made it to the end of the road so the rest of the safari was going to be on foot every day. Our base was going to be this Village to return to every night. We cleaned ourselves up in the hut and started getting dressed for a day of hiking. I stepped into a little pair of pink lace bikini panties. Then some tight jean shorts not Daisy Dukes, but very tight that formed to my ass just the way Hank likes it. Due to the fact we were going to be walking who knows how far I put on a white sports bra. Hank wasn't too happy about this, but I was the one that would have sore breasts at the end of the day due to them flopping all around all day. Next was a white sleeveless button up top, white socks and my hiking boots. My white Chicago Bears hat and I was ready to go. Once Hank was dressed we walked out of the hut to find Jameraka and Chief Zoomama eating breakfast. Jameraka waved us over and said, "You two better get some food in you before we start off." After breakfast Jameraka, about ten of his guys and us started out of the village on a little trail going into the jungle. Jameraka and his guys all had guns, Hank and I just had ourselves. We walked for what seemed like fifty miles. I know it may have been six or seven. In any case it seemed like a long ways. Early afternoon Jameraka said to his people and us that it was time to turn back to the village. We needed to get back before nightfall. It had been a great hike; we saw all kinds of animals along the way. Monkeys, birds we even saw three hippopotamuses in the river. As we were walking back Hank came up beside me from behind and started patting and squeezing my ass as we walked. He said, "I can't wait to get back to the village and in that waterfall for a nice shower. What ya think about you taking a topless shower tonight?" I looked at him as I rolled my eyes and said, "God you don't give up do you?" Hank smiled and replied, "Nope I'll never give up. So do I take that as a yes, you're going to give all the men a little tit show in the waterfall tonight?" I laughed as I hit him on the arm and said, "Keep dreaming buddy, just keep on dreaming." Once back at the village and in our hut getting ready for our showers Hank again started bugging me to go topless down to the river. "Come on baby, you look so hot in them little pink lace bikini panties. Just wear them and nothing else, please?" Hank begged. I got a little mad as I replied, "God Hank, give it a rest. No I'm not going topless in front of all these men and boys here. You keep forgetting that I'm your wife, not some slut. They're lucky that they get to see me in my bras and panties. I will go braless if it makes you that damn happy to have guys staring at my boobs. But that's as far as it goes!" "Okay, fine," was the only reply I got back from Hank. I knew from the tone of his voice he was mad also. So we walked down to the waterfall not speaking to each other. I was wearing my little pink lace bikini panties and my sports bra. Hank was dressed in his boxers. The shower made us both feel a lot better. We apologized to each other and kissed under the falls. Hank was getting me very horny as we kissed he was squeezing and playing with my wet panty covered ass. His cock was getting hard and poking into the crotch of my little panties. I laughed and said, "Hmmmm, looks like little Hank is awake as I reached between us and gave his hard cock a little squeeze. You better not drink too much of that kekpa stuff tonight. I'm going to be looking for some of this little Hank later on." Hank smiled and said, "I'll give you a little right now if you like?" I pushed away from him and said, "We better wait, too many eyes are watching us right now," as I looked around to see all eyes were on us, watching us play with one another. We finished bathing and made our way back to the village. Jameraka told us on our way to our hut that dinner would be ready shortly but there would be no dancing or shows tonight. In the hut once I was all dried off I saw it was time for some shaving. I got my little bowl of water and shaving stuff all out. First I shaved my pits and legs them moved on to my mound and vagina. Hank loved this little shaving show I put on for him. Then I started looking for something to wear that night. Hank then said, "Why don't you wear something sexy tonight for me?" I started thinking; oh hell why not let him pick my outfit for the night, as long as it wasn't topless. I said, "Okay Hank, you pick out what you would like me to wear and I'll wear it just for you." He smiled and said, "Fuckin' a" I sat on the mat nude as I watched him dig through my bags looking for that sexy outfit to wear. Once he had the three items I was to wear laid out he looked at me and said, "Are you okay with this outfit?" I smiled and said, "Yes that's fine I can wear that." I got up and stepped into a little pair of sheer see-through purple bikini panties. I pulled them up and into place then turned all the way around to give him a little show. Hank moaned, "Mmmmm yes those are nice, I can see your cute little pussy right through them." I just shook my head and smiled as I next stepped into a short little jean skirt. I pulled it up over my hips then reached around back to zip it up. Again I turned all the way around for him. I wouldn't call the skirt a mini skirt but it was kind of short. Maybe it was three or four inches below the crotch of my sexy little purple panties. Then the last thing to slip on was a yellow tube top. I pulled it over my breasts and then had to adjust them to get them both sitting in the same spot on my chest. You could just see a hint of my pink areola through the thin material. But my nipples were standing out in full view. Once dressed, I did another full turn around for Hanks approval. "Mmmmm," Hank moaned, "Your fun bags look nice all rounded out on your chest like that. And that little skirt looks just right on you. Are you going to bend over and let all the guys check out this sexy little panty-covered ass of yours?" I walked up to Hank and gave him a kiss as his hands ran up the back of my legs under my skirt. He was squeezing both my ass cheeks through my panties as I moaned, "Maybe I'd do that for you tonight. Would that really turn you on if I were to do something like that?" He moaned, "Oh God yes it would." He now had one finger inside the leg opening of my little purple panties and was stroking my moist vagina lips. I pulled away from Hank and his probing finger and said that we better stop playing around or we were going to miss dinner. Before leaving our hut I turned to Hank and pulled my skirt up as far as I could, showing him the front of my little panties. I then said, "Take it easy on that kekpa stuff tonight or you'll miss getting into these later on. If you pass out on me again tonight I'll kick your ass." Hank cupped my panty-covered mound in his hand as his fingers stroked my clit. He looked me in the eyes and said, "Trust me I'm not going to drink too much tonight, I can't wait to get into these little purple panties." I gave him a kiss and pulled away smoothing my skirt back down and said, "Okay, don't forget I'm holding you to that." We then exited or hut and made our way over to the clearing where we eat. Again tonight as we walked into the clearing we saw Jameraka sitting at the long table next to Chief Zoomama. He waved us over and again he told me to sit on the other side of the Chief and for Hank to sit next to me. And again tonight I could feel Jameraka eyes burning holes in the outfit I was wearing. He was spending a lot of time staring at my breasts and hard nipples. Once sat down we both said hello to the Chief and he said something back to us. Then the tribal people started sitting out food in front of us. And again they gave us both them cute little coconut cups filled with kekpa. As Hank picked up his cup to take a drink I hit him on the leg and said, "One is all you're having tonight." He laughed and said, "God, take it easy, I know my limits." I smiled and said, "You better," as we did the cheers thing and hit our cup together. We started eating, whatever it was, but it was good. As time passed we had both drank all of our kekpa. A young man refilled my cup but not Hanks. I laughed and said, "See, they know you don't need anymore." A few minutes later another young man came by and filled Hanks cup. Again tonight I noticed that my drink was pink and Hanks was yellow. So asked Jameraka, "How come our drinks not the same color and why is yours clear?" Jameraka replied that they came from different kinds of local plants. That's why the color is not the same. I had just finished eating and had drank about half my second cup of kekpa when I looked over to find Hank again passed out with his head back as if he was looking at the sky again tonight. I hit and shook him and said, "Fuck, no way are you doing this to me again tonight." Jameraka looked over at us and said, "I told you last night that the kekpa would put your lights out. Looks like he had too much to drink again tonight, I'll have my men put him to bed." He then told some guys in his native tongue to take Hank to our hut. Once they picked him up I started getting up also to go with him. Chief Zoomama took a hold of my arm and said something to me. I looked and Jameraka to translate what he had said to me. Jameraka said that the Chief would like you to stay and that he feels like you don't like his hospitality. "Oh no, please tell him that I'm just going to be with my husband, that he's not feeling well," I replied. Jameraka told the Chief what I had said and the Chief replied back to him. The Chief said, your mate is fine he is just sleeping. He will be sleeping all night from all the kekpa that he drank. If you leave it makes him look bad in front of all his people. Jameraka then added that the Chief feels like a great man sitting at the head table with a white female from another land sitting at his side. So please if you would, hang around for a little bite and make him feel good. Hank is down for the count tonight, and you can't do anything for him. And the Chief may feel like you guys don't like him after all he has done for us! I smiled at the Chief and said okay as I sat back down next to him. I looked and Jameraka and said tell him I'll stay for a little bite but the kekpa is starting to make me feel weird inside also. I may have to leave before I pass out also. Jameraka got a big smile on his black face that showed all his white teeth as he replied, "You don't have to worry sexy lady; you'll not pass out, the kekpa doesn't have the same effect on females as it does males." He then told the Chief what he had just told me and the both started laughing as the Chief looked at me and shook his head yes. "What are you talking about, the same affect? What does it do to females?" I asked. Jameraka said, "Nothing, sexy lady, don't worry yourself it's nothing. A female can drink a lot more kekpa than a male can, that's all, and don't ask me why. So drink up and enjoy the nice night we are having." I still wasn't sure what he was talking about or if I even trusted him or not. I took another sip of my kekpa and smiled at the Chief trying my best to be as friendly as I could. All at once a short time later it started again, my vision got very blurry. I was trying to focus on the Chief and Jameraka and just couldn't. Again tonight I didn't feel drunk or high. I'm not sure what my body was feeling. I had these feeling going on inside my body just like last night. And it wasn't a bad feeling but like pleasurable feelings going all through me again. I started to get up to leave again but the Chief grabbed my arm and kind of forced me back down into my seat. Then he said something to Jameraka as he was still holding my arm. I started getting very warm; no it was more like very hot. My nipples were hurting as I looked down to see them about to poke holes right through my thin tube top. I knew I couldn't touch them right then, but they needed touched in a bad way. My vagina was also starting to tingle in a way that was making me very horny. I looked down at my lap thinking I would see smoke coming out from under my short little skirt. Jameraka then said that the Chief would like to give me a tour of his hut. Not many people get to see the inside of it, I should feel honored that he has asked me! I replied, "Tell him thanks, but I'm starting to feel bad and should go to my hut and lay down." Jameraka looked at me and said, "Please sexy lady, don't make the Chief feel like you don't like him or you're putting him down. It will make him look bad in front of all his people if you don't do as he ask. All ya have to do is go look at his hut, smile a little bit to make him happy then go back to your hut. It's not a big deal and it will keep all of us on good terms with the Chief. So what ya say just for a minute or so?" "Just for a minute or so," I replied, "Then I have to get back to our hut and check on Hank." "That's fine," Jameraka said to me before he started talking to the Chief. I was assuming that he was telling the Chief what I had just told him. They talked to each other for a minute or so. Then laughing Jameraka patted the Chief on the back. The Chief stood up and took me by the hand and kind of lead me like a child towards his hut. All the tribal people seemed to be watching us as he more or less pulled me a long. I was hoping that they all didn't get the wrong idea as to what was happening. Once at the Chiefs hut he held the grass door open for me to enter. Once inside I couldn't believe how clean and big this hut was. He had a mat bed just like ours, the only thing his was up high where ours was right on the ground. He made a patting motion for me to sit on the mat as he went over to this table in the corner. On the table were a few coconut cups and jugs of something. He filled one of the cups with something and brought it over and handed it to me. I saw that it was more of the pink kekpa in the cup and shook my head no as I tried to give it back to him. I said, "No thank you Sir, I've had too much already." The Chief said something as he stepped back and made the motion with his hands as if he was drinking something. I understood it as meaning for me to drink the kekpa. So to keep him happy I smiled and took a little drink from the cup. He then got a smile on his face and stepped back in front of me. I knew I had to get out of this man's hut and back to mine, and fast. My nipples were now even harder if that was possible. And my tingling vagina was now very wet and I'm sure making a big wet spot in my little purple panties. God I needed to get myself off so bad, so I put this little plan together in my head and put it to action. I killed the cup of kekpa to keep the Chief happy. The next part of my plan was to tell him thank you and good night. Get back to my hut and see if I could wake up Hank and rape him! As I slipped off the mat onto my feet my knees wouldn't hold myself up. The Chief caught me before I went all the way down to the ground. Picking me up from under arms he sat me back up on the mat. He said something to me but who knows what? Still my vision was going from good to blurry as I sat there trying to pull myself together. All at once I felt my left breast being squeezed and played with. I looked down to see the Chiefs big black hand cupping my breast. His hand really looked black on my yellow tube top that covered breasts. I pushed his hand off and shook my head no as I said, "You can't touch me there, I'm married!" I knew he didn't understand what I had just said. Then just a few seconds later he took a hold of both my breasts and started squeezing them again. I grabbed both his wrist to pull his hands off me. He was way too strong for me plus his thumbs started rubbing my hard nipples. Oh God did that feel so good the way he was rolling my nipples around and squeezing my breasts at the same time. I moaned nooooo, as I closed my eyes and stopped fighting him. Then I felt a blast of cool air on my breasts. I opened my eyes to see that the Chief had pulled my yellow tube top down setting my breast free for him to view. He went right back to playing with both my hard nipples. And again I closed my eyes and let him have his way. He ever so slowly pushed me back onto the mat until I was laid out flat on my back. He then picked up my legs and put them up on the mat also. I opened my eyes to see him standing at the foot of the mat. My legs were spread maybe two feet apart and he was looking up my short little skirt at my little purple bikini panties. I had forgotten that they were sheer see-through and he was looking right at my wet little pussy. At that point in time I wasn't sure what was going on in my body. Don't ask me why but I didn't move, try to get up or anything as I watched him go over to the table and pick up another coconut cup. I just lay there with my nude hard nipples pointing up at the roof of the hut. I didn't seem to have a care in the word that this man was seeing me topless and looking up under my skirt. He came back to the side of the mat smiling with this cup in his hand. I looked up at him and said, "I have to go to my husband before I do something really wrong!" I knew in back of my mind that I was so horny I couldn't stop this man from doing whatever he felt like doing to me. I knew it was wrong being here like I was topless in this mans bed. But I couldn't get the will power to get myself up and leave, or even pull my top back up and cover myself. Smiling down at me Chief Zoomama dipped two fingers into the coconut cup. When they came out they were covered with what looked like honey. He then rubbed this honey like stuff all over my hard nipples. I just about came as he was taking turns covering each nipple with this liquid. He was doing it so softly I just closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling. He stopped playing with my nipples and stepped back just looking down at me as if he was waiting for me to say something. I opened my eyes to look up at him just as something started happening with my nipples. Oh my God, whatever that stuff was that he put on them was turning hot. Not a burning hot but a very enjoyable hot. It was driving me out of my mind it felt so good. Oh God did my nipples need sucked on. By this point in time I was so sexual aroused I had totally forgotten about Hank, being married or anything. All I knew is that my nipples were on fire and needed sucking on and I had a person right next to me to do that job. I looked up at Chief Zoomama and moaned, "Oh God Chief please kiss my nipples." As I asked my hands had a mind of their own and I had started squeezing my own breasts. Once my fingers touched my hard sticky nipples it was all over. I moaned ohhhhhhh yes as I started squeezing and rolling them around. My hips started pumping up and down as I continued playing with them. I closed my eyes as my head started rolling from side to side and I started moaning louder. Oh my God I was so horny that I was going to bring myself to and orgasm right in front of this man. And all this was from just playing with my hard nipples. God I have never even done this in front of my husband, and now I'm doing it for a stranger. I started squeezing my nipples hard as my orgasm started through my body. I moaned out, "OH GODDDD YES, OH YESSSSS, YESSSSSS!" Oh my was it a great orgasm I just kept moaning mmmmm, mmmmm as I laid there coming down from it. Then I felt someone pulling on my skirt. I looked down to see the Chief trying to tug my skirt off my body. I don't know why I helped him but I rolled on my side, reached behind me, and pulled the zipped down. I flopped back on my back and the one more tug and my skirt went down my legs and off. I felt so sexy laying there in just my little sexy see-through purple panties as he was glaring at me. But the glaring didn't last long. The next thing I felt was his finger's hooking in the waistband of my little panties and starting them down my legs. I even raised my butt up off the mat to make it easier for him to remove my sexy little panties. The Chief then again started dipping two fingers into the coconut cup. Once they were covered with what honey stuff he started rubbing it up and down my vagina lips. Then he spent a lot of time making sure my clitoris was covered with it. As he was rubbing it on my clit I moaned out and started cumming again. "OH GODDDDD I'M CUMINGGGGGGG!" I was pumping my hips up to him as I came. I couldn't believe that I had just cum with a man other than my husband. I didn't even think that another man could make me cum. After I had come he went back over near the table and was doing something. Now my pussy was on fire just like my nipples were. I reached down and touched my clit thinking that it would burn my fingers it was so hot. Oh my God what is wrong with me, why am I so horny I was thinking as I started rolling my hard and sticky clit around. I then looked over at the Chief and about died. He had removed his loincloth and was standing there looking at me totally nude. He was stroking his long black cock with one hand and was rubbing that honey like liquid on it with the other. His cock looked to be a foot long as he continued stroking it. It was all shiny and wet as he now started walking back over towards me. He got to the foot of the mat and smiled down at me still stroking that monster black cock. He stopped stroking it and took a hold of my ankles and opened my legs as wide as he could. He then climbed up between them as he got over the top of me. I then felt his hot hard cock hitting my thigh right below my crotch. I looked up and him and said, "Please, please we can't do this I'm married. Oh God please don't make me do this." Not understanding a word I said he reached down and took a hold of his hard cock and lined it up to my wet vagina. Looking down at me smiling he gave his cock a little push and the black head slipped right inside me. He gave a second little push and it went even deeper inside me. Oh my God it felt so good as he pushed even more inside me. The honey stuff that his cock was covered in was now inside my pussy. God my pussy was on fire inside and the only thing that felt good was his big black cock sliding in and out. It only took about five or six deep strokes from his long cock to turn me into his slut. I hooked my legs around him and started fucking him back. I never in all my dreams dreamed that a long cock could feel so good. He wasn't even all the way inside me, but he was hitting places deep inside my pussy that Hank had never touched. The Chief was going at a slow pace that was driving me wild. I started humping up to him as the first time in my life I came on another man’s cock. I was yelling out, "OH YESSSSSSS, GOD YESSSSSSSS I'M CUMMINGGGGGGG, OH DON"T STOPPPPPPPP OH GOD FUCK MEEEEEEEE!" As I was cumming and pushing up to his hard cock he also pushed deeper inside of me. This made my orgasm so much better. As I was still cumming he gave his cock a hard push. It hurt for a second then I think the head went into my uterus. It must have felt good to him also as he moaned and then buried all of his long black cock deep inside of me. Oh God, it felt so strange as he continued pumping that long cock into me. I looked down between us and couldn't believe it. His black curly pubic hair was massed against my bald pubic mound; I had all of his cock inside me. Still fucking at this same pace I started cumming again. Only this time was even better that the last. I know everyone in the village had to hear me yelling out, "OH FUCK MEEEEEEEEE, YESSSSSSSS OH GOD YESSSSSSSS I'M CUMINGGGGGGGGGG." And this time the Chief was at the point of no return. He grunted and moaned then I felt his long cock explode deep inside of me. I did my best to milk every drop out of him as he filled me with hot sperm. I fell down on the mat panting as the Chief started slowly pulling his meat out of me. Once the black head popped out of me a river of cum started leaking out between my pussy lips. I closed my eyes and moaned mmmmm God that felt so good. My mind was going all over the place behind my closed eyes as I was thinking how satisfied I was right then. My eyes popped open when I heard Jameraka say, "Well, well looks like the Chief got ya! And he has you all primed up and ready for me. Man sexy lady, your pussy looks hot with the Chief cum running out of it. Shit I can't wait to pump some more cum inside you myself." I covered my breasts and started to get up but Jameraka kind of pushed me back down. I tried a second time and he did the same thing and then said, "Just stay put sexy. You and I both know that your little pussy is ready for more cock. All the kekpa that you drank would make any girl horny for a week. So lay back and enjoy some more black African cock. Your old man is not going to do this pussy any good tonight. So the Chief and I are going to see if we can send you home a happy little white housewife." Having said that Jameraka bent over and pushed my hands away from covering my breasts. He then started taking turns sucking on one hard nipple then the other. Oh God did it feel good. Then he ran two fingers deep inside my cummy sloppy pussy and moaned, "Mmmm you got a hot little pussy here sexy lady." Well it didn't take much of his nipple sucking and finger fucking to have me moaning out yet another orgasm. "MMMMMMM YESSSS OH YESSSSSSS OH GODDDD YESSSSS I'M CUMINGGGGGG!" I opened my eyes to see that Jameraka was now nude and climbing up between my wide-open legs. His big belly was not a bit sexy but his long black cock sure was. It was about the same size as the Chiefs, maybe even a little fatter. The Chief walked up and handed Jameraka the cup of honey stuff. He dipped in it and started rubbing it on his cock. It looked as if it was getting even longer as he stroked it on his now very hard cock. Once he was done stroking himself he wiped the extra off his fingers onto my wet and sloppy pussy lips. Next he got over the top of me and said, "Okay sexy lady, grab that cock and put it were you would like it." My mind was going crazy, as I said, "No, no I can't do that. I love Hank I can't do this to him. I'm all messy down there, we can't do this now!" Then my mind just totally went the other way, God I was so horny, I reached between us and wrapped my fingers around it. It felt bigger around than Hanks. And shit I think it was three times as long as his. I lined the black head up to my little pink pussy lips and pushed up to it. That was all it took, Jameraka slowly filled me right up with it. He moaned in my ear, "Oh God I love fucking some white guys little white wife. Your pussy is so hot and tight unlike the black girls around here. And you white girls always love getting all the black cock you can get. I'll bet you come back looking for more black cock after tonight. Does my cock feel good sexy lady?" Oh God did it ever feel good. I was so wet and slick from the Chiefs sperm and my juices that Jameraka long black cock sank inside me so easily. I moaned up to him, "Mmmmm yes it feels so good," as my hips got in time with him. My mind was trying to come back to normal but I just couldn't make it come all the way back. Jameraka was right; I'd had way too much kekpa to drink tonight. I started thinking, God I've had sex with the Chief behind Hanks back. Now I'm having sex with Jameraka, also behind Hanks back. I've had them right after one another like some slut would do. What the hell am I doing having sex with two men as my husband lies passed out on the other side of the village? Then Jameraka cock felt like it had slipped into my uterus just like the Chiefs had. Oh God that felt so good that my mind went right back to being filled with hard black cock. Hank was again totally out of my mind. All I knew is the fact that I was full of hard cock and needed to cum again. Jameraka kept talking dirty to me as he was picking up speed. He was now hammering his black cock deep inside me at full speed. "You love black cock in your little white married pussy don't you? You love getting two black cocks don't you? Think your husband will like you coming home full of two black men's cum?" All this talk and his expert fucking with that long cock pushed me over the top again. I played right into his hand as I moaned, "Yes, yes I love your cock; oh yessss fuck me hard with your black cock." Now pumping into me like a speeding train Jameraka moaned, "Mmmmm sexy lady are you ready for more black seed in your little white pussy?" I pushed up to him and yelled out, "YES, YESSSSSS OH GOD YESSSSSSSS I'M CUMINGGGGGGGGGGG,,,, OHHHHH GOD FILL ME UP, YESSSSSSS!" Jameraka then pushed his black cock as deep into me as he could. Moaning in my ear, "Aaaaaaaaaaah," as his cock started squirting his hot cum deep into my uterus. My orgasm just kept going and going as he was filling me up with hot sperm. Both our bodies shook as we both came together. A minute or so later Jameraka rolled off me. His cock made a loud suction sound as it slipped out of my vagina. Then it felt like a river of sperm started leaking out of me. I looked down to make sure I wasn't bleeding. I saw no blood but I couldn't believe how much sperm was flowing out of my pussy from these two men. Jameraka was sitting up next to me when he sank two or three fingers into my sloppy pussy and moaned, "Shit sexy lady, you're sure one good fuck. Smiling, he then said, "I think the Chief is ready to have you again?" Jameraka pulled his fingers out of me and stood up. At the same time Chief Zoomama was crawling back up between my legs again. I looked up at him and said, "No, no, we-." Before I got the words out the Chiefs hard cock was sinking back inside me. The Chief moaned and totally filled me with all of his hard cock. This time it went all the way in with no problem. It just took a few minutes of him screwing me before I was pumping up to him. In a very short time I was humping up to his hard cock and yelling out that I was cumming. I had no idea that I could cum as many times as I'd cum tonight. And the Chief was still pumping into me like a madman. I was sure that he would have me cumming yet again. It didn't happen this time. He pushed deep inside of me and moaned as he flooded my womb with more hot sperm. His cock keep jerking and jerking as he pumped his load into me. I tried to squeeze his cock with my pussy the way Hank loves me to do. But I was so wet and slippery I couldn't do it. The chief pulled out of my now even sloppier pussy and said something to Jameraka that made them both laugh. I looked over in shock to see that Jameraka long black cock was again hard and pointing straight ahead. He then looked at me as he was stroking it and said, "Okay sexy lady get on your hands and knees. You're about to get fucked like a wild boar!" I did as he said as he moved in behind me. I was now a total slut for these two men. I didn't care what happened as long as they made me cum again. I never in my life needed to cum like I did right then. Jameraka took a hold of my hips and filled me full of black cock in one fast move. I pushed back to him trying to get even more cock inside me. He moaned, "Mmmmm is your pussy ever hot. Man we made a mess out of your little pussy. The next time Hanky fucks you he'll think he's fucking a bucket of butter. Your pussy is going to be so reamed out by the time the Chief and I get done fucking you." He then bent over and took both my swinging breasts into his hands. He started squeezing them and playing with my hard nipples as he pounded is long cock into me. A short time later I was pushing back to him yelling, "OHHHHHHHHHHHH YES I'M CUMMINGGGGGG!" My yelling must have set him off also as he dropped my boobs and grabbed my hips. As I was cumming all over his cock he pushed deep inside me and moaned, "Oh yessss." And again my pussy was being filled with more hot sperm. Once my orgasm ended I fell face down on my belly making Jameraka cock pop out of me. I then felt his hot sperm running out of me and covering my hard clitoris as it ran down to the mat. I think I was just about passed out when Chief Zoomama took hold of my feet and turned me over on my back. I couldn't believe that he was hard yet again and crawling up between my legs again. Oh my God he's going to fuck me again. Before I could say a thing I was being filled with hot hard cock again. The Chief filled me with more cum and then Jameraka took another turn fucking me and added his load of cum to my over filled pussy. After they had both screwed me three times each Jameraka said, "We better get you back to your husband." He took a rag and cleaned up some of the sperm leaking out of me. He laughed and said, "Shit sexy lady, you may be leaking cum for a week." He got my tube top back up and in place then had me step into my little jean skirt. He pulled it up and then zipped it up. He then picked up my little sheer purple panties. He put them to his nose and sniffed in deeply. He looked at me and said, "Aaaaaaaaaaah, I think I'll keep these as a souvenir." My legs were weak as Jameraka held me up and walked beside me as we made our way back to my hut. God I was still horny as we made the short trip to our hut. Once at the hut Jameraka held the door open for me to enter. He came in also and lit the little torch that gave the hut some light. As he was getting ready to leave he patted me on the ass and said, "Goodnight sexy lady," as he stepped towards the door. What in the hell was wrong with me? I needed more sex and Jameraka look like the only one that was going to give it to me. I looked down at Hank passed out cold and then grabbed Jameraka arm before he got out the door. He turned to face me and my hand went right to his crotch to get a hand full of black cock right through his pants. I looked him in the eyes and moaned, "Please fuck me again, God I'm so fucking horny." Jameraka smiled and then said, "I knew we would get you addicted to black cock. I just didn't know it would happen in one night. Sure sexy lady I think I can get it up again for you. Lay down there right next to Hanky. I'm going to enjoy fucking you right next to him." I didn't even think about it, I just lay down next to Hank on the mat. Jameraka dropped his pants and moved between my legs. He got down on his knees and pushed my little skirt up around my waist and then pulled my tub top down setting my breasts free. He started playing with my breasts and moaned, "Man sexy lady I just love your tits. And these nipples, God they are made for sucking," as he sucked one of my hard nipples into his mouth. I opened my legs as wide as I could as Jameraka lay down between them. He reached between us and lined his hard cock up to my sloppy slit. He looked at Hank and said, "Hey buddy I'm about to sink my long black cock into you sexy little wife." Having said that, he started sliding his black cock into me. "Ohhhhhhh yessss," I moaned in his ear as he slowly filled me full of black cock. I knew right then that I had turned into a slut as I started begging for Jameraka to fuck me. And fuck me he did, God I didn't know that a man could get it up four times in such a short time. I hooked my legs around his back and started giving him a ride he wouldn't soon forget. I was humping up to him as I kept moaning in his ear, "Fuck me, oh God fuck me, oh yessss, yessss don't stop." Jameraka looked down at me smiling as he was now hammering deep into my welcome pussy and said, "I knew once you got a taste of black cock in your pussy you'd turn into a little white slut." Then looking over at Hank he said, "Wake up buddy, you’re going to miss you sweet little wife cumming all over my black cock." Then looking down at me he continued saying, "And you're going to miss me filling her up with hotter African cum. I was really into the fucking that I was getting by this time. Never in my life had I ever been this horny and in need of sex. This was so unlike me to care about nothing other than getting fucked and reaching an orgasm. I didn't care about Hank or the kids or even my marriage. All I need was for this man to keep fucking me and make me cum again. As bad as it sounds it was true. I soon went from moaning in Jameraka ear to yelling in it, "OHHH GOD DON'T STOP, YAAAAA YESSSSS," and "YESSSSSSS." By this time Jameraka had me just about at the point of total orgasm. "OHHHH YESSSS, YESSSSS I'M GOING TO CUMMMMMMM." Jameraka was slamming every inch of his long cock into me as he again looked of at Hank and said, "Here she goes buddy. Her little white pussy is going to cum all over my long black cock." That was all I could take. I pushed up to Jameraka and took every bit of his cock deep inside me and yelled out, "OHHHHHHHHHHHH GOD I'M CUMMINGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG." My body shook all over. My head was rolling from side to side as my orgasm ripped through my body. Jameraka was enjoying me cumming also. Still driving deep into me at full speed he moaned, "Mmmmm that's a girl, cum for me. Are you ready for some black cum? You better get ready because I'm about ready to seed you." Just seconds later Jameraka moaned, "Ohhhhhhh yes," as he pushed deep inside me. "Open that pussy up baby here comes a nice load for you." Then he kissed me full on the mouth as he pumped his sperm into me. The bad thing was the fact that I kissed him back and welcomed his squirting cock deep inside me. He then broke the kiss looked over at poor Hank and said, "Hey Hanky, I'm filling your wife's pussy up with cum, you better wake up and watch this!" Well Hank didn't wake up as I laid there next to him letting another man cum inside me. I was even trying to milk all his cum out with my slick and slippery pussy. I don't know how Jameraka could enjoy screwing me as wet and sloppy as I was. But at the time I didn't care. For that matter I was hoping that Jameraka was up to screwing me again. But Jameraka didn't stay around to screw me again. He pulled out and stood up at the end of my mat pulling his pants back up. He smiled down at me and said, "What a picture this would make wish I had a camera. We got a sweet little white housewife flat on her back legs spread wide open with her skirt and top around her waist. A river of a black man’s cum running out of her little pussy as her husband is sleeping next to her and knows nothing about it." Smiling he added, "It doesn't get any better than this." Jameraka started for the door then stopped. Looking back down at me he said, "Sexy lady we better keep this between you and I. I don't think it would be a good idea to tell your husband that your safari guide was guiding his hard cock in you. If you have to tell him something I think you should tell him that you fucked the Chief tonight and leave it at that. He may not understand how his sweet little wife could let two guys fuck her all night long. It's up to you, but I'm sure you’re going to tell him something in the morning. Oh yes, one more thing sexy lady. This safari is not over yet so I'm sure you're going to be getting a lot more black cock before you get back to the USA, goodnight." Once he was gone it hit me like a ton of bricks. What the hell have I done? Why did I do it, and with both of them? What has this Safari done to me? I've turned into a whore in one night. I ran my fingers down to my still horny but sore little pussy. I was so wet and slick with both of their cum still leaking out. I looked over at Hank and moaned, "I'm sorry baby I don't know what made me do this." I then started crying and must have passed out as I was rubbing my vagina lips. In part two of this story, Brandy wail under the influence of the fruit drink kekpa had sex with Chief Zoomama three times and their safari guide, Jameraka four times. All of this happened in one night as her husband Hank laid passed out in their grass hut. For that matter, the fourth time with Jameraka was in her hut, right next to her passed out husband Hank. Jameraka had just pulled out of Brandy and stood up at the end of her mat pulling his pants back up. He smiled down at her and said, "What a picture this would make wish I had a camera. We got a sweet little white housewife flat on her back legs spread wide open with her skirt and top around her waist. A river of black man’s cum running out of her little white pussy as her husband is sleeping next to her and knows nothing about it." Smiling Jameraka added, "It doesn't get any better than this." Jameraka started for the door then stopped. Looking back down at Brandy and said, "Sexy lady we better keep this between you and I. I don't think it would be a good idea to tell your husband that your safari guide was guiding his hard cock in you all night. If you have to tell him something I think you should tell him that you fucked the Chief tonight and leave it at that. He may not understand how his sweet little wife could let two guys fuck her all night long. It's up to you, but I'm sure you’re going to tell him something in the morning. Oh yes, one more thing sexy lady. This safari is not over yet so I'm sure you're going to be getting a lot more black cock before you get back to your good old USA, goodnight." Once he was gone it hit Brandy like a ton of bricks. What the hell had she done? Why did she do it, and with both of them? What has this Safari done to her? She had turned into a whore in one night. She ran her fingers down to her still horny but sore little pussy. She was so wet and slick with both of their cum still leaking out of her. She looked over and Hank and moaned, "I'm sorry baby I don't know what made me do this." She then started crying and must have passed out as she was rubbing her slick vagina lips. Now, on with the story, picking up right where it left off. I started dreaming that Jameraka was screwing me again. I was moaning up to him, Oh God Jameraka, your cock feels so good. Mmmmmm yes fuck me, oh yessssssss fuck me hard. Jameraka was on top of me driving his hard cock deep inside my sore little pussy. I could feel my orgasm starting deep inside my body as I started pumping up to him in time with his deep strokes. He had his hand between our bodies rubbing my hard little clit, and this was driving me wild also. All at once I yelled out, OH GOD JAMERAKA, I'M CUMMING, YESSSS, YESSSSSS OH GOD YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSS. My body shook all over as my orgasm went through me. I was pushing up to Jameraka trying to get every inch of his hard black cock deep inside me as I came all over it. Jameraka put his hand over my mouth to quiet down my yelling as his mouth locked on one of my hard nipples. Just when I didn't think I could take any more Jameraka moaned ahhhhhhh as he pushed deep inside me and started pumping his hot sperm deep inside me. His jerking cock set me off again as I started cumming a second time. Then in my dream state Jameraka said, Fuck Brandy is your pussy ever wet. I've never felt you this wet before. What was going on here I started thinking? Jameraka voice sounded just like Hank! I opened my eyes to see that Hank was on top of me and he was the one that had just filled me with hot cum. It wasn't a dream, or was it? Whatever it was, I was happy to see that it was my husband that had just screwed me. Hank took turns nursing both my hard nipples as his cock drained inside me. He then moved up and kissed me full on the mouth. After a long hot kiss, with a big smile on his face Hank asked me, what were you dreaming about young lady? Nothing, I lied. Bullshit Hank replied, you were yelling for Jameraka to keep fucking you. Tell the truth, were you dreaming that Jameraka was fucking you? I was so embarrassed as I looked at him and said; well maybe I was, I don't know, I was asleep. You were weren't you? You were dreaming about getting some long black cock weren't you? I was busted, so I just had to fess up. Yes I was, I'm sorry I didn't know who or what. I'm sorry I shouldn't have. Hank stopped me and said, don't be sorry, I think it's so hot that you're thinking about getting fucked by a black guy. At this time Hank rolled off the top of me and was laying up on his elbow looking at me. I then said, you asshole you passed out on me again last night, I was trying to change the subject. I know, I'm sorry. That kekpa shit kicked my ass again. I don't remember a thing after two or three drinks of it. Smiling at me he then said, so did you have to take care of things yourself again last night? Or did you get one of these black guys around here to take care of you? I looked at him and replied, you're an asshole, with tears in my eyes. Hank got this funny look on his face that I knew that he knew something had happen last night. What are you not telling me, Hank asked? I then broke down and started crying. Hank took me in his arm and asked again, what happen last night? Tell me what happen? Did something happen? I then started thinking what Jameraka had said to me last night that I shouldn't tell Hank that the two of them screwed me. That if I tell him anything I should just tell him about Chief Zoomama. That Hank may not understand how his sweet little wife could let two guys fuck her all night long. Thinking that Jameraka was right and the truth was not a good thing here I said, yes something happened Hank. I'm so sorry; I don't know how it happened. Now looking me right in the eyes Hank asked, Brandy, what happened? Still crying I said, I had sex with Chief Zoomama. God I'm so sorry that I did this to you. I don't know what happened to me. I don't know why I did it. Hank kissed me and said baby I'm sorry I put the seed in your head. I just didn't think it would really happen. Did he wear a condom? Condom, God that word hit me like a baseball bat. Still crying I said no, God no, he didn't. What if I get aids, this country is full of aids? Hank then asked, did he cum inside you? Still crying I replied, yes he did. Oh God Hank I'm so sorry I let this happen. Hank replied, oh fuck; I hope he didn't knock ya up! I think it's my safe time of the month; I'm not fertile right now, thank God. I just hope I don't get aids. Or have aids now. Oh God I may have given you aids. I then started crying again. Hank took me in his arm and gave me a long hard kiss along with a wonderful hug. He then broke the kiss and said it's okay baby. It's not the end of the world. So you had sex with the Chief. As long as you're not fertile things should be okay. I think most of the aids problem down here is in the cities, not out here in the jungle. I looked at him feeling a little better about that news and said, are you sure about that? Sure I'm sure hank replied as he gave me another long kiss and told me that he loved me. I was so happy to hear that he still loved me even after I had had sex with Chief Zoomama. Hanks kissing kept going as his hand moved up to my right breast. He started rolling my hardening nipple around as he kept on kissing me. Hank broke the kiss again and was looking down at me when he asked; did the Chief make you cum? I didn't know what to say. I didn't need to hurt Hank any more than I have already. But the look of joy in his eyes told me that maybe the truth would be in store here. Looking up at him I softly replied, yes he did. Hank quickly moved his hand from my breast to my vagina. He slowly sank two fingers inside my wet hole. He then said, that's why you were so wet this morning. You still had the Chiefs cum inside you. God your still super wet with both of our cum inside you. His fingers were now working in and out of my wet pussy. Hanks finger fucking was feeling very good. And I felt better now that I knew he was more or less happy that I let the Chief screw me. I started moaning and working my wet pussy up to Hanks probing fingers. Then Hank started the questions. Did he fuck you more than once? Did you cum more than once? Where did he fuck you at? Did you give him a blowjob? By this time Hanks cock was back hard as a rock. He climbed back on top of me and easily sank his hard cock back inside me. I was just as horny as him by this time as I moaned mmmmm and pushed up to his hard cock, taking it as deep inside me as it would go. Putting my arms around his back I moaned ohhhhhhh God I think he did it to me three times. Hank moaned, ohhhhhhh fuck your kidding me. He fucked you three times last night. Mmmmmm yes he did I moaned in his ear. Oh God your so wet with his cum Hank moaned back in my ear. How many times did he make you cum? Humping up to him I moaned oh God I don't know, maybe six or seven times. Hank moaned out, ohhhhhhh man. He came in you three times and you came seven times. Oh God I can't believe my sexy wife came on a black cock seven times. Oh fuck I'm cummmmming. Hank then pushed deep inside me and started squirting more cum inside me. I did my best to milk his hard cock dry with my super wet vagina lips. Hank then rolled off me as he was panting for air. Then the questions continued. Where did you guys do it at? I told him how the Chief asked me to go see his hut. And I didn't know why but once I got there I got so horny that when he put the moves on me, I just let it happen. He then said, well if you came seven times with him, I don't have to ask if you liked it. Was his cock really long? Was it fat? How did it feel? I held my hands about a foot apart and said it was about this long. I then made the okay sign with my thumb and index finger and said it was maybe this big around. Smiling Hank said, so you really liked that long black cock? Tell me how it felt inside you. I replied, God what have I turned into? Yes I really liked it. Not that I don't like yours. This one was not the same. It went in so deep; I swear it went all the way inside my uterus. And the truth is, it felt so good I couldn't stop cumming. Hank moaned, shit I'm sorry I missed all this. You think it could happen again? And let me see it happening this time? I hit his arm and said, no, no way it's going to happen again. Hank smiled and said, we'll see about that. I then said, how am I going to face the Chief (and Jameraka I'm thinking) today? I acted like a whore with him last night. Hank got that shit eating grin on his face and said, the Chief is just like any other guy. He thinks he got some pussy off my wife and I don't know about it. He'll not let on like anything at all happened last night. All he'll be thinking about is getting his black cock back inside you. Well that's not going to happen if I can help it, I replied. Hank smiled and then said, well Brandy, I hope it happens again. And I hope I get to see it happen this time. I hit him again and said, shit Hank you make it sound like you like having a slut for a wife? No normal husband would enjoy seeing his wife being taken by another man. Hank replied back, I'm not normal and I would love to see that. When we're away from home I love you playing the slut role. No one by us will ever know a thing about it. In shock I said, playing a slut and being a slut are two deferent things. The Chief fucking me made me a slut last night. Are you telling me that you would really enjoy seeing me get laid by another man? Hank took me in his arms and gave me a deep kiss. Then he said, yes I would and the best thing about it is the fact that you're my little slut! And you'll always be my little slut. Plus the fact that you enjoyed it drives me wild! As sick as it sounds fucking you right after another man had cum in you was the best feeling I ever felt. I would love more of that. Just then came a knock on our grass door. Jameraka yelled, you kids better get up and get some food; they are about to put all the food away. We will be leaving on today's hike in an hour or so. I looked at Hank and said, tell them I'm sick or something. I'm not going to leave this hut today. I can't face the Chief or any of them people out there. I'm sure the Chief has told everybody in the village about the prize he got last night. Hank kissed me and asked if I was sure about staying there all day, and would I be all right? Yes I'm sure I replied. I didn't get much sleep last night and I'm sore between my legs. I don't feel much like walking. Maybe I'll feel better about facing these village people later on tonight. Hanks got dressed, gave me a hug and kiss, and said he loved me before setting off on today's safari hike with Jameraka and his helpers. ************************** Hank and the group were gone well over two hours when I started getting real antsy sitting in the hut. Not only was it hot and humid it there. I smelt really bad from all the sex last night. Plus I had three men's dried sperm on my upper thighs that needed washed off. I got dressed in a little black lace bra and matching black lace bikini panties. With my towel, soap, and shampoo in hand I walked out of the hut and headed right to the waterfall. I felt like some of the villagers were looking at me as if I was the village whore as I passed them on the way down to the river. They said things to each other that I didn't understand, but I was sure it was me they were talking about. The warm water from the falls felt so good as I got in it then stepped out to soap myself up. I spent a lot of time with my hand down inside my panties getting my sore little vagina nice and clean. I looked up to see two of the younger tribal kids watching me clean myself. I say kids, but they were maybe 18 or 19 years old. Once I had my vagina nice and clean I went to work on my breasts. It's not the easiest thing to wash your breasts inside your bra. So I turned my back to the kids and pulled my bra up to give my breasts a good cleaning. Still with my back to them I stepped back under the waterfall to rinse off. Once I was all rinse off and my bra back in place I stepped out of the waterfall and was shocked to see the two black kids stroking their hard cocks as they watched me. I slipped back under the falls just far enough that I could still see them playing with their cocks. Oh my God I got so horny standing there watching these two young men. They were doing what I have always dreamed of seeing a man do, jack himself off. I couldn't believe how fast they were pumping on their cocks. Both their fists were just a blur as they were pumping away on their cocks. My right hand had a mind of its own as it moved down my body to my wet panty covered pussy. I started rubbing my clit right through my panties as I watched them near their orgasms. The one kid hips started pumping in time with his hand. All at once he looked up at the sky and moaned. Then a big wad of white sperm came flying out of the little black pee hole on the end of his hard cock. About four big wads came squirting out and landed in the water. Just then the other kid moaned and his cock was squirting out sperm also. My lifelong dream of seeing a man make himself cum had just been filled. I was just about to cum myself as I watched them now drop down in the water and start swimming around. Still rolling my sore little clit around through my lace panties I closed my eyes and could still see them young men jacking off. I was just about at the point of giving myself a great orgasm, under the cover of the waterfall. My orgasm had just starting through my body when someone on the riverbank started yelling something I didn't understand. Shit I'm thinking, couldn't you have waited just one more minute and I would have been done. I looked to see what he was yelling about but didn't see a thing. The two young men were now running through the water towards the bank. He was waving for me to come in also and pointing at something on the other side of the river. I looked over to see this big black cat that was getting a drink out of the river. It looked as big as a car. I screamed and ran for the bank, leaving my soap and shampoo sitting on a rock near the falls. Don't ask me what kind of cat it was. All I know is that it was big, real big. The man that had given us the warning helped me up onto the bank and was talking to me in his tribal language, but I didn't understand a thing that he said. All I could say back to him was, thank you. I picked up my towel and started drying myself off as I watched the big cat get his drink then walk back into the jungle on the other side of the river. One of the young men that I had observed masturbating ran back out to the falls and retrieved my soap and shampoo. He handed it to me with a big smile on his face. I could see his eyes drop to my wet breasts clad in my little black lace bra. They then dropped on down to my little lace panties. I thanked him and gave him a big smile. He said something then ran off to his friends. I made my way back to my hut to find it even hotter and more humid inside than before. I removed my wet bra and panties and finished drying off. I knew I couldn't stay and hide in this hut all day; I would die from the heat. So I then started looking through my things for something to wear. I found a cute little pair of red silk bikini panties that had little white poke-a dots on them. I stepped into them and pulled them up and into place. Just then I started thinking about them two kids in the river jacking off. I ran my fingers down over my soft panties to my crotch. I ever so softly started rubbing my vagina lips right through my panties as my left hand moved up and started squeezing and playing with my hard right nipple. I closed my eyes and started thinking how good one or both them young hard black cocks would feel inside me. I was just getting ready to lie down on the mat and get myself off, when some people talking outside my hut distracted me. Having no locks on the grass door, and I had known idea if they would open the door to find me standing there playing with myself or not. So I just stopped and went back to looking for something to wear. I was already sweating from the heat so I just grabbed one of Hanks oversize tee shirts and slipped it over my head. It came down about mid-thigh on me so it was okay to wear out in front of the tribal people. It looked more like a dress on me than a tee shirt. I didn't think about the fact that everyone could see my hard nipples poking through the soft cotton material. Or that they could see my braless boobs bouncing all around under the shirt. By this time I was getting very thirsty and hungry. So when I exited the hut and walked over to were this lady looked as if she was cooking something. I knew just like all the others that she didn't speak a drop of English. I made a sign like I was drinking something and also rubbed my tummy and pointed at my mouth. She smiled and shook her head yes. She then dipped in her pot and gave me a bowl of what looked like some kind of stew. She also handed me a coconut cup of what I think was water. I thanked her and walked over and sat on a tree stump to eat. A lot of the village men stopped what they were doing to watch me as I made my way to the stump. I just smiled at them and started eating my food. After I had finished eating I returned my coconut bowl to the lady and made a sign to refill the cup with more water. (Oh yes, it was water not that kekpa drink). She refilled it for me and I thanked her again. With the cup in hand I went walking around the village, not sure what I was going to do the rest of the day. Once I was back by our hut I desisted I would get my sleeping bag out and go find a nice sunny spot to work on my tan and get a little needed sleep. There was a clear spot about 100 feet or so right outside of the village. No one was around so it looked like a nice place to be alone for a while. I spread out my bag and sat down. Then I'm thinking, why the hell didn't I put a bra on when I was in the hut? How the hell can I get any sun with a tee shirt on? Then I said to myself, oh hell with it, it feels good just chilling right here. I put on my dark sunglasses and laid out flat on my back. I rolled the tee shirt up until it was right below my breasts. I'm not sure how long I laid there until I was out like a light. Then I started dreaming about them two kids jacking off in front of me. In my dream they were taking turns fucking me with their long black cocks. At one point the one kid was fucking me hard and fast as the other watched us. He was making me cum at this time and I started moaning, ahhhhhhh yes fuck me. Ahhhhh yes I'm cumminggggggggg. As I was cumming I opened my eyes to find that I had my tee shirt up around my neck with both breasts fully exposed and two fingers inside my little panties rubbing my hard clit. I sat up and looked around to see if anyone had just seen me getting myself off. I was happy to see that no one was around to see what had just happened. I fell back down on my back thinking. What the hell is going on with me? All I think and dream about is black cocks. This safari has really turned me into a slut. I pulled my shirt back down and to just below my breasts and fell back asleep again in the warm sunshine. Once I was back sound asleep I'll be dammed if I didn't start dreaming about black cock again. This time I didn't know who was screwing me. All I knew is that it felt really good as I started fucking them back. Oh God it felt so good. Whoever was fucking me had me about ready to cum again. I hooked my legs around his back and started moaning, yes, yes, ohhhhhhh yes fuck me, as I humped my pussy up to him. Then my orgasm started through my body. I was yelling now, OH GOD YESSSSSS, DON'T STOP, YES, YESSSS OH YESSSSSSS I'M CUMMINGGGGGG. My head was rolling from side to side as I pushed up to take all that hard cock that I could get deep inside my cumming pussy. Oh God it felt so good cumming with him. Then I started waking up as I was still pumping my hips up to this great cock. I mind wasn't fully clear as to what was going on. I knew that I had just cum, but who did I cum with? I opened my eyes to see that I was face to face with Chief Zoomama. As my head cleared and I became awake, I saw that I was not dreaming at all. In fact Chief Zoomama was fucking me on my sleeping bag right here in the clearing. He had pushed my tee shirt up around my neck and pulled my sexy little red silk poke-a-dotted panties to the side. His cock was so deep inside me I was just about to cum again before I realized what was happening to me. I looked around to see that several of the villagers were watching the Chief and I. The fact was that the Chief right then was raping me in front of all the tribe. I started to fight him but couldn't do a thing to stop him. He was three times as big as me. He kept driving his long hard black cock deep inside me. And again it felt like he was all the way inside my uterus. My mind told me that I had to stop this. But my body wouldn't listen to my mind. I was pumping my hips up to his hard cock as I moaned, stop, stop, please stop. I heard someone beating on something beside me but wasn't sure what they were doing. I was too busy pushing on the Chiefs chest and kicking, trying to get him to stop fucking me. I knew that I was about to fall into his trap and start loving the fucking I was getting, if I didn't get it stopped right then. I soon found out what the beating was next to me. Two of the village men took both my arms and tied my wrist to these stakes they had driven in the ground on both sides of me. I was now fighting mad as I tried with no luck to free my arms. I yelled, you mother fuckers let me go. Get the fuck off me. Now that I couldn't fight back as much the Chief now took full advantage of his freedom to screw me. He took my hips in his hands and was pulling me up hard onto his hard cock. As bad as I hated it my body started to betray me. Oh my God his cock was going so fast and deep inside me. My head was rolling from side to side as I was still moaning, no, no, please stop. The next thing I knew my body did a 360 on me. I stopped moaning no and started moaning yes. Oh my God what hell am I doing, as I started humping up to him and moaned out, oh yes, yes oh God fuck me. I had totally forgotten about being married or being tied down or even that I could be totally fertile right now. All I cared about was the fact that the big black cock inside me was about to make me cum. I now had my feet flat on the ground as I pumped my pussy up to him. The Chief got a big smile on his face once he saw that he had broken my will. He now had a white man’s wife about to cum all over his big hard cock. And it was true; I had given up all fight and was now working on having an orgasm. I didn't care about anything at all other than the fact that I was going to be cumming with Chief Zoomama very soon. Faster and faster Chief Zoomama fucked me. And then it happen, he pushed as deep into as he could and moaned something I didn't understand. I felt his cock start jerking deep inside me and knew he was filling me with his hot black seed. His cock felt like a vibrator deep inside me as he filled me with his cum. His cumming cock set me off also. As I pulled on the ropes holding me down I yelled out, OH GOD YESSSSS, OH YESSSSSS I'M CUMMINGGGGGGG. I kept working my hips up and down as my pussy milked all his cum out. I had never in my life come with my husband like I just had with this man. I was like in a state of shock as I lay there coming down from my orgasm. The Chief smiled down at me as he slowly started pulling his long cock out of me. It made a wet suction sound as it popped out and that was followed by a river of sperm running out of me. He stood up next to me and I could see his now limp cock was all shiny as it was covered with both our juices. He said something to one of the young men that I had seen masturbating earlier. The young man shook his head yes and was smiling from ear to ear as him and the Chief talked. He then looked down at me as he dropped his loincloth on the ground. Very quickly he was on his knees between my still spread legs stroking his big black cock. It took me a few seconds to comprehend that I was about to get fucked again. And there was nothing I could do about it. This young 18-year-old boy was about to have his first 28-year-old married white woman. As he moved over the top of me he was still holding his hard cock in his hand. He lined it up to my wet little slit. My pussy lips were covered with the Chiefs sperm so the head of his cock slipped right inside me ever so easy. I was pulling on the ropes trying to free myself, as I kept saying no, no stop you can't do this. He didn't understand a thing I was saying nor did he care. All he cared about was getting his first pieces of white pussy. Looking back now I think that it was his first pussy at all. Looking down at me he slowly filled me up with his long black cock. And like the others his cock was so deep inside me it felt like the head went inside my uterus. I did everything I could do to get him out of me but couldn't. He pulled back out fast then hammered his cock back beep inside me and held it there. He then let out a low moan and I felt his cock exploding his hot young sperm deep inside me. All the men standing around started laughing and pointing at him as he filled me with his hot seed. I knew they were making fun of him for cumming so fast. I was just happy that it was over and done so fast. He then pulled out of me and went running back into the village. My little red poke-a-dot panties kind of fell back over my pussy. The crotch was soon soaked with all the sperm leaking out of me. Again I tried to get free but couldn't. I yelled out in vain, you mother fuckers let me go right now. My husband is going to kill you. I knew that none of them understood a thing that I had just said, or even cared what I said. I started crying as I pulled and yanked on the ropes. I was so mad and I think I was even madder at myself for cumming with the Chief like a slut. I was always told that a woman could turn off her mind if she was raped. That you could let the guy have his fun then move on with your life. No one ever told me that your body could turn on you. That you could start enjoying it and actually have and orgasm with the man raping you. I was so mad, I not only came with him but I fucked him back and loved it. Just then another one of the tribal men stepped up by my feet looking down at me. I looked up to see this big black man standing over me. He was not all that fat just big. He looked like he could be a linebacker for the Pittsburgh Steelers. He also dropped his loincloth on the ground as he dropped down at my feet. I tried to kick him away from me but missed. He grabbed both my ankles and opened my legs like they were putty. There was nothing I could do to stop this man from opening my legs as wide as he felt like opening them. His big black cock looked even fatter and longer than the others that I had seen. It was about half hard and getting harder as he looked down at my white pussy leaking out the others sperm. Then I noticed something about his cock that really scared me. It looked as if he had some kind of implants under the skin all along the top of it. The only thing that I can think of that it looked like was the top of a dinosaurs tail. The lumps were about the size of a bean. So I'm thinking that maybe he had implanted little pebbles or something like that. Whatever it was he was getting ready to sink that monster inside me. He took both my ankles in one of his big hands and held my legs straight up. He then took his now hard cock in his hand and started it towards my wet little pussy. I was squirming around and pleading with him not to do this to me. But he was not to be denied, he was going to fuck me if I liked it or not. I then felt the big head of his black cock slip so easily between my slick pussy lips. Still squirming around trying to get his cock out of me I yelled up at him, "stop you fucker you." Well he didn't stop and wasn't going to stop. Once he had the head of his hard cock well inside me he took a hold of both my ankles again in each of his hands. He then opened my legs as wide as they would go, still holding them up in the air. I looked down between my legs to see that he had just the head of his bumpy cock inside me. It felt as big as a flashlight or something. Again I started pleading with him. "Please don't do this to me, I'm married, I love my Husband." He just smiled down at me and slowly started slipping his big cock a little deeper inside me. I started crying again and moaned, " please stop, please don't do this to me". His cock was now about half way inside me. I was so slick and wet from the other two's cum this bigger cock didn't hurt one bit as he slowly kept sinking more and more of it inside me. My body was doing it to me again; this big cock was starting to feel good. Those bumps on his cock were rubbing on my wet clitoris each time he went in and out. I started rolling my head from side to side as I begged him again to please stop. He now had about ¾ of his cock inside me and was fucking me every so slowly. I moaned out, "oh my God please stop as my hips pushed up to meet his down stroke". My clit was on fire and I knew the only way to put that fire out was to keep fucking this guy. Right then it went from rape to all out fucking. Oh my God his cock was driving me wild. He still wasn't all the way inside and he didn't have to be. I was now his for the taking. I had just turned into a full-blown slut. All I knew is that this cock that was inside me right then was the best feeling I've ever had in my pussy. I was trying to fuck up to him faster but he kept up the slow pumps that were driving me wild. Hank has used French ticklers on me in the past, with all the little bumpy things on them. But it was nothing like this cock I was now getting. This man was smiling down at me and knew full well that he was about to have this white wife cumming on his cock. He was still pumping in me very slow as I now hooked my legs around his back and started begging for him to go faster. It didn't take much of his big cock and the clit rubbing it was giving me to push me over the top. I pushed up to him as hard as I could and moaned out ohhhhhhh yes I'm cumming. As my orgasm went through my body he took this time to push his big cock all the way inside my cumming pussy. Again I felt a cock slip all the way inside of my uterus. This was a feeling that I'd never felt before this Safari. This set me off into a second orgasm with this man. This time I yelled out, OHHHHH FUCK YESSSSSS, OH GOD DON'T STOP, PLEASE DON"T STOPPPPPPP. As I was holding my ass up off the ground trying to get even more of his fantastic cock deep inside me, he just kept up the slow fucking. Only thing, now he was taking very long strokes. He would pull out till just the head of his cock was covered with my pussy lips. Then slowly sink back inside me until the head slipped back inside my uterus. The way his cock kept flicking my clit with the bumps on it was just too much for me to handle. I looked up at him and moaned, "mmmmm God I love you". Where that had come from I'll never know. Must have been the heat of the moment. Right about this time he decided it was time to pick up speed. Still taking full deep strokes inside me, he started hammering his cock in me. Faster and faster he started slamming his cock in me. I tried my best to keep in time with his fucking. He was fucking me now like some kind of wild animal. He even started taking turns sucking on my super hard nipples as he filled me with cock. I looked down between us to see that I was totally filled with his bumpy cock each time he pushed into me. I couldn't believe it but his cock started getting even bigger as I knew he was about to cum. Then it happened. He took a hold of my hips and pushed himself as deep as he could inside me and moaned ahhhhh. I also moaned out, oh yessss I'm cumminggggggggg as I felt his big black cock pumping his hot seed deep into my uterus. He pulled all the way out and sprayed some hot sperm on my clitoris before he sank back inside me and shot even more in my uterus. I just kept cumming and cumming as we both came together right there on the ground in front of all the tribe. My orgasm was slowly slipping away and my mind was starting to return too normal as this man quickly pulled his cock out of me. I looked down to see that my clit was covered with his thick creamy sperm and a river of it was running out between my pussy lips. He stood up smiling down at me as he put his loincloth back on. Then just as quickly another nude black man stepped between my spread legs. And again before I even had time to protest he was on top of me filling me with long black cock. I moaned, oh God no, not again, please stop I can't take any more. Just then a lot of yelling started and people started running all around. The guy fucking me pulled out and took off running to the village. Two men untied my arms, pulled the stakes out of the ground, and took off for the village also. In less than a minute I was left alone laying on my sleeping bag with three men's sperm leaking out of me. I sat up to see what had spooked all of them but saw nothing. My tee shirt fell back down covering my breast and I put my little red poke-a-dot panties back over my leaking pussy. The crotch was so wet from all the sperm leaking out of me. I started crying as I was thinking, God I'll never be satisfied with Hanks cock again. Not the way that I just got fucked. And the way that I came with that man, oh my God. A few minutes later I saw Jameraka and the group coming out of the jungle heading back to the village. Now I knew why my gangbang had ended so fast. I saw Hank was in the middle of the group. As soon as he saw me he came walking over to me. He sat down next to me and asked, "what ya doing out here all by yourself", as he gave me a kiss? I busted out crying as I fell into his arms. "Brandy, what's the matter, what happened", Hank asked? Still crying I said, "I'm so sorry Hank. I had sex with Chief Zoomama again". Hanks eyes got real big as a smile formed on his face and he said, "I think your starting to like getting his black cock"? "Hank you don't understand. I had sex with him again and I had an orgasm with him". "So what" Hank replied. "Hank, I'm your wife, I came with another man. How do you feel about that? You should be the only person that I ever come with. I feel like a total slut". "Brandy, if I'm okay with it, you should be okay with it. It’s just sex". Then Hank slowly slipped his hand down inside the front of my little red poke-a-dot panties. Once his fingers came in contact with my slick leaking vagina he moaned, " God Brandy is this the Chiefs cum I feel?" "Hank, what in the hell is wrong with you? Four men had just more or less raped me and you're turned on by the fact that their sperm is leaking out of me?" Hanks eyes got very big as he replied, four guys, not just the Chief. Did they hurt you? Crying again I said, "No Hank, they didn't hurt me. Oh God Hank, I enjoyed it. Hank was now sliding two fingers in and out of my slick and hot little vagina as he asked; did they all make you cum? Still crying I hugged Hank and said, I'm sorry baby, yes two of them made me cum. That was it, Hank couldn't take any more. He picked me up in his arms and about run to our hut. Once inside he dropped me on the mat and started removing his clothes. I was still crying and trying to tell him how sorry I was for what had happened. He didn't hear a thing that I had said. I looked up to see him standing there nude with a big hard-on looking down at me. Hank then pulled my tee shirt off in one fast move that left me lying there in just my sperm soaked little red poke-a-dot panties. He opened my legs and got down on his knees between them. He hooked is finger in the waistband and ripped them right off me in one fast jerk. He then kind of sat back looking at my vagina. With a big smile on his face he finely spoke, "oh my God Brandy, all of their cum is still leaking out of you". Then I think I got the shock of my life. Hank dropped down between my legs getting a close up view of my leaking vagina. Then I felt his tongue enter the bottom of my pussy and he licked ever so slowly all the way up to my clit. I about jumped out of my skin as I yell, "Oh God Hank, what are you doing? Stop that, that's so gross." He gave my wet pussy maybe ten long slow licks before he moved up over the top of me. He then kissed me and I could taste the four men's sperm on his lips. Hank stopped kissing me and moaned, "oh God I got to have you now". Having said that he slowly sank his hard cock into me. He was about half way in me when he moaned, "ahhhhhhh God I'm cumming", as he now pushed as deep inside me as he could. I felt his cock jerking inside me and knew that I was now getting my fifth load of cum pumped inside my wet pussy. I looked up at him and asked," Hank, what the hell is happing to us? We have turned into perverts on this trip." Smiling down at me Hank replied, "isn't it great." He then gave me a long hot kiss. He broke the kiss and then moved down to kissing my neck. Then on down to my nipples. He took his time kissing and sucking on each of my super hard nipples. Next he started kissing his way down over my tummy. Lower and lower he kept kissing until he was right above slick, sperm leaking pussy. He slowly sank two fingers inside my sloppy pussy as he rose up looking at me and said, "mother fucker your pussy looks so good I'm going to eat you until you can't cum anymore!" It took a second for me to comprehend that Hank was about eat my messy vagina again, that was covered with those other men's sperm, and now his. "No, No Hank you can't do that, I'm so dirty down there, no please don't do that," as I was squirming around to get away from him. Hank held my hips in place and again I felt his tongue enter the bottom of my vagina and lick from bottom to top. I was still fighting to get free from him as he kept licking me. I moaned, "Oh God Hank that is so gross please stop it" But in the back of my mind I'm thinking, oh God he's licking other men's cum out of my pussy. Never in my life did I think anything like this would ever happen to me. Well, Hank didn't stop licking me. He started tongue fucking me. Then he took his time at sucking on each of my labia lips then moving up to suck on my clitoris. In a very short time I went from thinking how gross this was to holding onto Hanks head as he sucked his and the others sperm out of me. What in the hell has this safari turned us into? I came here a happily married woman. Now I'm having sex with black men and loving it. And Hank loves it also, what's up with that? Hank is now eating my pussy after other men had pumped me full of their cum. He loves it as much as I am. I'm asking myself all this as Hanks about to bring me to a wild orgasm with his tongue. Are we sick people or is this normal I ask myself as I pull Hanks head tight to my pussy and yell out, "OH YESSSSS, YESSSS I'M CUMMMMMMMING." I came really hard with Hanks tongue licking me. As I was coming down from my orgasm Hank started kissing his way back up my body. Stopping to again give my hard nipples a nice sucking. Next he moved on up and we kissed. This time I could taste the four men's sperm plus his as we kissed. Still kissing I felt Hanks again hard cock sink back into me. I moaned in his mouth as I pushed my hips up to take all of him inside me. I don't know how he could be enjoying this? I was so wet and sloppy and my vagina wasn't a bit tight. It must have felt like screwing a bowl of hot pudding. He moaned in my mouth "oh fuck Brandy, your pussy feels so good. I never dreamed your pussy would feel so good after being fucked by other guys." I didn't get to cum this time. Hank gave me at the most ten pumps before he moaned out, "OH GOD BRANDY I'M CUMMING IN YOU CUMMY PUSSY AGAIN." I could just barely feel his hard cock jerking as he pumped his hot sperm into me. I pulled his butt down to me as I pushed up to him. I just moaned out, "that's it baby, cum in me, give me your cum." Now totally out of gas Hank rolled off me panting for air. I rolled over and kissed him and then asked, "Hank what the fuck has happened to us? We are not the same two people that came down here." Kissing me back he replied, " Baby I don't know what happened, but I sure do like it. Our sex life has never been this wild. I say we keep it up until we return home. Then we can go back to being the normal old Dick and Jane." Looking at him I asked, "are you sure you're not upset about me getting screwed by them guys? Or more, you're not upset that I came with them? I feel that a woman should only have an orgasm with her husband. This doesn't bother you at all?" Kissing me again Hank said, "bother me, hell no, I love it. I get so horny when I hear you say that you came with them. That's the point you should cum with them. That way I know that you're enjoying the fucking you're getting as much as I'm enjoying your pussy full of their cum." "Oh God, we are one hundred percent perverts now" I replied. Smiling Hank then asked me, " so does this mean you'll now go topless for me in front of all the tribe? You have no idea how much that would turn me on to see all these men checking out your nice tits", as he gave my left breast a little squeeze. Kissing him back I said, "hell why not, shit they all have seen me nude by this point." Smiling from ear to ear Hank then said, "and you know I'm dying to see you getting one of these long black cocks. I can't wait to see that happen." Kissing him again I replied, "Maybe you'll get you're wish later on tonight, we'll see. But for now we better get cleaned up, it's going to be dinner time soon." In part three of this story, Brandy was more or less raped again by the Chief Zoomama and three black tribe members. Three of which had cum inside her unprotected womb. In the past they had given her this drink called kekpa that made her so horny she was ready and willing to fuck a tiger. And that same drink would knock Hank out for the night. But on this day she was tied down and totally sober. As they say, it's hard to rape the willing! This all happened wail she was left alone in the village as her husband Hank went on a hike with Jameraka the safari guide and a group of his helpers. Upon returning from his hike Hank found Brandy sitting in a clearing all alone. She then filled him in on what had just happened to her, yet again. Brandy was really surprised how much Hank was enjoying her getting screwed by these black men. In fact he was so overwhelmed that he took her right then and there to their hut and fucked her sloppy wet pussy. As they were in their hut screwing away Hank had to hear her tell all the details of the day. How many times she came? How good them long black cocks felt inside her? Also if she was going to let him watch her fucking one or more of them? Then what really blew Bandy out of the water was when Hank went down on her and sucked his and three other men's cum out of her wet pussy. This was a big turning point in both their lives. Nothing like that had ever happened back home in Chicago. She had never even dreamed of getting screwed by four guys in a row. Or even screwing black guys for that matter! She had never looked at blacks in that way. Now on this safari so far the Chief and guide Jameraka took turns screwing her all night long one night. And again today the Chief and three others took turns screwing her. Hank hasn't seen this happen yet and was begging her to do it for him. Hank had already talked her into walking around the village dressed in just sexy little bras and panties. So after the great sex they had just had, Hank was now asking her to go topless in front of the tribe. Brandy was thinking, "What in the hell have we turned in to?" Now, on with the story, picking up right where it left off. Now after our hot and humid sex in the hut was over I told Hank, "let’s go down to the river and clean up before dinner." Having said that I got up and slipped back on my little black lace bikini panties that I had worn down to the river earlier that morning to bath. They had dried out nice hanging in the hot hut all day. Next I took my black lace matching bra off the hook and started putting it on. Watching as I dressed Hank then said, "come on Brandy leave the bra here. Please go topless for me! You have no idea how hot that would be for me to see all these villagers checking out your nice tits." I started to protest but then just gave in and said, "Okay it's your call! If you like guys seeing my bare boobs you got your wish," as I flung my sexy little bra to at him. "Mmmmmm that's my girl" he moaned as he got up and patted me on the ass. I grabbed some towels, soap and shampoo as Hank jumped back in his shorts. Stepping out of our hut for the first time, totally topless was one hell of a rush for me. And Hank also I'm sure. We headed down the trail that leads to the river slash waterfall. I felt so strange walking through the village with my boobs bouncing all over my chest as my hard nipples pointed the way we were going. All the tribal men couldn't keep their eyes off my boobs as we passed through the village. I said to Hank, "God these guys act like they've never seen boobs before". Don't forget, as I said in part one of this story, I'm only a size 34 B cup. So it's not like I'm super big busted or anything. For that matter most of the tribal females have boobs that hang down to their waists. So I didn't see the big deal about my boobs. Other than the fact that my nipples look to be always hard and pocking out! Hank replied, "shit Brandy, you have the best looking tits in this place. These guys have never seen good-looking tits before. And they are white, which drives black guys wild. Look at all these black girls, their tits look sick the way they hang on their chest. And your hard nipples are to die for". Having said that he gave my right breast a little squeeze as we walked on. I hit him on the arm and said, "He was terrible for talking like that. They have all been so nice to us. You shouldn't talk about their boobs like that". Laughing Hank said," well the guys have been a lot nicer to you than the girls have been to me! Maybe I should try to get me a little black pussy?" I hit his arm again and said, "I'll give you black pussy. You better stay out of that black pussy!" Stopping in our tracks Hank looked at me and said, "so you get to try black cock, lots of black cocks and I can't have any black pussy? Is that what you’re saying?" Not sure how to reply to that I just said, "honey it's like this. I didn't set out to screw any of these black guys. They gave me something in that kekpa drink that turned me into a, I don't know what. But in any case I didn't go to them trying to get myself fucked. They more or less tricked me into having sex with them. So if they do that to you, I'll be okay with it. But if you just go get yourself a black woman to screw, I wouldn't like that." Smiling at me Hank then said, "baby I'm just giving you shit. I'm not looking to fuck any of these girls here. Hell I hate saggy tits it totally turns me off. You have all the pussy that I need, and your hot looking with nice tits. Sick as it sounds I love the fact that you're getting to try some strange cock. Enjoy it baby you'll not have this opportunity once we get back home." Then patting me on my panty cover ass again we kissed and then headed on down to the river. Once under the waterfall we both washed ourselves up really good. I did a lot of washing inside my panties trying to clean up all the sperm that I had all over myself. It seemed like it was never going to stop leaking out of me. Now that we were both nice and clean we headed back to our hut to dress for dinner. And the truth is, I was starting to enjoy showing off my breasts to all the tribal men as we made our way back. Back in the hut Hank took me in his arms and kissed me. He broke the kiss and said, "Man all them guys loved your tits." He then tweaked my hard left nipple and said, "lookie here, you liked showing them as much as they liked seeing them!" I smiled at him and replied, "You're liking this way too much." "Liking it, hell I'm loving it. I love the fact that I have something that every guy here would love to sink his cock into, and that would be you! And don't lie and say you’re not enjoying showing off in front of all these guys," Hank replied. Again I just smiled and said, "I think you're enjoying this a lot more than I am." Now playing with both my hard nipples Hank said, "bullshit, these nipples are telling the true story. You like this as much as I do!" He was right it was turning me on. I still don't understand what kind of people we had turned into. Just then Jameraka knocked on the side of out hut and yelled that dinner would be served in about twenty minutes. Hank put on some clean shorts and a tee shirt. I slipped on a little pair of side-tie white leopard and rose print panties. The front was a little v and the back covered my butt nicely. As I was tying the right side of my sexy little panties Hank moaned, "Oh fuck Brandy the guys at dinner are going to like them little panties." After getting them tied and in place I turned all the way around modeling them for Hank and said, "So ya think the guys will like these?" Smiling from ear to ear Hank replied, "Fuck yes their going to like them. Every guy here is going to wish they could get inside of them tonight. What ya think? Are you going to let someone get inside them sexy little panties?" Looking at him I said, "You would really and truly like to see that happen? You in fact would like to watch some guy fuck me?" "Oh God yes baby, I would love to see your face as your cumming all over some big black cock deep inside your pussy" Hank replied. "Will you make that happen tonight for me baby," as he took me in his arms and kissed me. Half mad and half turned on by the idea of doing it in front of Hank, I decided to call his hand. I looked him in the eyes and said, "Okay, if I'm going to do this we need some kind of a plan!" My plan was this. When they pass out the kekpa at dinner tonight you take it and somehow dump yours on the ground and don't drink it. It turns me into a wild horny slut so I'll just drink mine. After you dump two or three cups out start acting like your passing out. Once it looks like you're totally passed out Chief Zoomama will have two or three of his men haul you back to our hut. By that time I'm sure the kekpa will have me in the mood for anything. So once things get started I'll not go to their hut, I'll make them go to ours. You just continue to act like your passed out and watch whatever happens. "Wow that's a great plan. You'll really go through with this," Hank asked. Trying to smile I said, "Yes Hank I will if that is what you want me to do. But you have to know up front that kekpa makes me wild. You wouldn't be mad at me if I enjoy what's happening to me will you?" "Hell no I'm not going to be mad at you," Hank replied. "Hank I mean I might really, really enjoy what's happening to me! I might even have a few orgasms! You'll be okay if that happens," I asked? Smiling Hank said, "Fuck yes I'll enjoy that. The more they make you cum the happier I'll be. So you're going to do it?" "Okay love, I'm going to try," I said to him as we kissed again. I couldn't believe that he was so willing to see this happen. I then picked up a little white lace bra and started putting it on as I continue getting dressed for dinner. Just then Hank pulled the bra off me before I got it hooked. Looking at me he said, "No bra baby, just wear what ya go on!" I shock I said, " no way Hank. I can't go out wearing just these little panties; they don't hide much at all! Please let me wear the bra." "Nope, you're going to dinner tonight just like the rest of the females in this village, topless. I don't see the big deal. Hell most the guys here have seen your tits by now. So when in Africa do like the Africans. Plus baby they’re not going to be looking at your tits anyway. Your ass looks so sweet clad in them sexy little panties, you'll be lucky if they don't rape ya before we get to the table." He then kissed me again and gave my panty cover ass a squeeze. I pulled away from him and said," fine if that's what you want fine. Maybe tomorrow I'll just walk around totally nude all day. Will that make you happy?" Smiling Hank said, "Hmmmm that would make a lot of people happy." Running my brush through my hair I gave him one of them looks that only a wife can give and said, "You're an asshole. Okay let's go so I can show everybody my fucking tits an keep your ass happy!" Holding the door open for me Hank said, "You got it, and we are going with your little plan tonight right?" Mad as all hell I said, "Yes we'll go with the plan. Everybody here is going to see your wife's tits. And all the men may get to fuck me tonight. That's the plan, I hope you're happy with that?" "I'm very happy with that, let’s go, " as we stepped out of our hut and headed to the eating area. Hank was so proud as we made our way through the village. People were seeing his wife in a way that know one should ever see a man's wife. Topless and wearing a pair of the sexiest little panties that Victoria's Secret sells. Boobs bounce around on my chest with nipples sticking out as hard as rocks. I was so embarrassed as we walked up to the long table to take our sets. Every eye there was on my breasts, crotch, and ass. Chief Zoomama and Jameraka kept eyeing me from head to toe as I sat down. Jameraka welcomed us both to dinner and the Chief said something but who knows what. We just smiled back at him and shook our heads. The last time we sat at this table I was seated next to Chief Zoomama with Hank on my other side. This time they had me sit between Chief Zoomama and Jameraka, with Hank next to the Chief. Once we were all seated and ready to eat it was just like before. Drums started and both male and female tribal people started dancing and jumping around in time with the beat of the drums. Other people started bring out food and drinks to all the other tribal members. They sat our food in front of us along with the cute coconut cups of kekpa. I took a sip of my kekpa and looked to see that Hank was holding his near the edge of the table waiting for just the right time to dump it. I looked away and a minute. When I looked back at him he kind of showed me that his cup was now empty and he had a big smile on his face and shook his head yes. At that point in time I just said to myself, fuck it and downed my cup of kekpa. Both Hank and my cups were quickly refilled. I again downed mine and looked over to see that Hank had again gotten away with dumping his out. As our cups were being filled the third time I saw the sly look both the Chief and Jameraka gave me. They knew full well that they would soon have me flat on my back filling me with black cocks. And they also knew Hank would be passed out and they could do as they felt with me. Little did they know that Hank was going to get to see what happened to me tonight? The kekpa seemed to work on me just like before all at once my vision got very blurry. I was trying to focus on the people around me and couldn't. I started getting very hot and my nipples were hurting. I looked down to see both of them poking straight ahead and need to be touched so bad. And my vagina was also starting to tingle in a way that was making me so very horny. I looked over to see that Hank had his head down on the table as if he was sleeping. I looked at Jameraka and said, "something's wrong with Hank." Laughing Jameraka replied, "The little white man just can't hold his kekpa." He then told two men to take Hank back to our hut. Two men came over and picked up Hank and hauled him off. As soon as he was out of sight I felt Jameraka hand on my thigh. He ran his fingers to the inside of my thigh and started making little circles right below the now wet crotch of my little leopard print panties. Oh my God I was so horny I didn't do a thing to stop him. For that matter I was hoping his fingers would move on up to my wet crotch. Then I felt another hand on my other thigh. I looked down to see the Chief was now rubbing the inside of my other thigh. I about came on the spot looking down at my white thighs with two big black hands rubbing them. Next Jameraka other hand moved up to my breast and started playing with my super hard nipple. I pushed his hand away and told him to stop it that people are watching us. I second later I felt something very slick being rubbed on my hard nipple by Jameraka. He was rubbing that honey like stuff on it that the Chief had used on me the other night. And again just like the other night my nipple turn hot like it was on fire in need of a mouth to suck on it. "Oh God please don't do this to me in front of all these people," I moaned to Jameraka. Jameraka big white teeth smiled at me as he said," Sexy lady I just love the way all of you white girls tits stand right out on your chest like they’re asking to be played with." At that time he started rubbing the honey like stuff on my other nipple. Still rubbing my thigh the Chief was now running his thumb up and down the wet crotch of my little leopard panties. Taking his time to roll my hard clit around right through my panties. Oh God I was getting so horny so fast. My nipples needed sucked on and my vagina was getting wetter by the second. Jameraka took a hold of my left boob and was squeezing it and making my hard nipple poke right out. He then said, "sexy lady I still say you have the best nipples I've ever seen." Having said that he bent over and sucked my hard nipple right into his mouth. By this time, the kekpa that I had drank had me in the slut stage. I didn't care who was looking at my topless breasts. Or that I had a black man sucking on my nipple and one rubbing my panty covered crotch. All I knew is that I was horny and needed someone to fuck me. Chief Zoomama stopped rubbing my vagina and dipped his finger into the cup of honey stuff that Jameraka had been rubbing on my nipples. Next he pulled the crotch of my little leopard panties to the side and rubbed that honey stuff all over my wet vagina lips and hard clitoris. I just moaned and worked my hips in time with his rubbing fingers as Jameraka was taking turns on my hard nipples. In less than two seconds my vagina turn from a horny vagina into a hot wet in need of fucking pussy. Oh my that honey stuff had my pussy on fire. The Chief dipped in the honey cup again and this time sank two honey-covered fingers deep inside me. I moaned out," Oh God yes that feels so good." I started rocking my hips in time with the finger fucking that I was getting from the Chief. My mind tried to think right but I just couldn't get it to work right. In the back of my mind I knew that just then two men were pleasuring my body at the same time. I've never been with two men at the same time before. One right after the other has happened on this trip so far, but not two at once. Whatever was happening to me I didn't care; I was loving the fact that I was having two men working me over. The Chief said some to Jameraka in their native tongue that I didn't understand. Jameraka replied back to him and smiled at me. "What did he say," I asked? Smiling Jameraka said," the Chief would like to fuck you right here on the table and let all the tribe watch." I started thinking of poor Hank back in the hut waiting for me to perform for him. I said," no, no we can't do it here, let’s go to my hut. Please lets go to my hut, I'll let you both have me there." Jameraka got a big grin on his face and asked, "Have you ever sucked a black cock?" I started to reply but just then the Chiefs finger fucking had me at the point of an orgasm. "OH GOD YESSSSSSS" I moaned out as I came on his fingers. Jameraka watched as I came with the Chief then asked me if I would suck his cock as the Chief fucked me back in my hut. Still coming down from my orgasms I moaned, "Sure baby I'll suck ya off. I'll suck you both off as long as you fuck me, God I'm so horny I need to be fucked really bad." The kekpa had me so horny by this time I didn't even care that all the tribe had just seen the Chief make me cum in front of them. Then I think Jameraka told the Chief that I was willing to have sex with both of them at once back in my hut. And that I was also willing to suck them both off. The Chief shook his head yes as he pulled his sticky fingers out of me and stood up. They both helped me up as we made our way to my hut. Once there Jameraka opened the grass door and said, "Shit Hanky boy is in here, let’s go to my hut!" I reached out and took a hold of his cock through his pants and said, "No, let’s do it here. Hank is out for the night. I need you guys now." Smiling from ear to ear Jameraka said, "I love horny white house wives high on kekpa. They'll fuck anyone and anything, even right in front of their husbands. Let’s go, I can't wait to get inside them little panties of yours." Having said that the three of us stepped inside my hut. Hank was lying on his mat on his side kind of on his side facing my mat on the other side of the hut. So he had a good view of whatever was going to happen to me Chief Zoomama was standing behind me with his arms around me cupping both my breasts in his hands. His fingers were rolling my honey slick hard nipples around, driving me wild. I could feel his hard cock running up and down my panty-covered ass, as he was dry humping me from behind. Jameraka dropped down on his knees right in front of me. Looking up at me he smiled and said, " poor little Hank is going to miss seeing his sexy little white wife getting filled with two black cocks tonight". He then took my hips in his big black hands and buried his face in my panty covered crotch. I just about came when I felt his hot tongue running up and down my slit through my panties. Jameraka kept licking me through my panties as the Chief was working on my hard nipples. I was just at the point I was about to cum when he stopped and said "I think I'll get you all warmed up for the Chief to fuck, wail I give you your first black cock to suck on, what ya think? I looked down at Hank then back down at Jameraka and moaned, "I don't care, all I know is that I need to be fucked really bad". Looking back up at me Jameraka smiled and said, " oh baby you’re going to get fucked, you can count on that. Some of the other guys around here would like to sink some black meat into this hot little white pussy of yours." He then reached up and pulled the two little strings that had my panties tied at the hips. Once my little pair of side-tie white leopard panties hit the ground Jameraka long tongue came out of his mouth and he buried it deep in my hot and wet pussy. He was just giving me a second long lick when I started cumming all over his tongue. I grabbed his head and pulled him tight to my pussy as the Chief was still tweaking my nipples from behind, I moaned out, "OH GOD YESSSSSSSS, OH YESSSSS I'M CUMMINGGGGG". As my orgasm was winding down I looked down to see that Hank had somewhat of a smile on his face. It looks like the ass-hole did enjoy seeing me cum with another man. Jameraka then said, "okay, Brandy lay down there on your mat. I'm going to let Chief Zoomama fuck you first as you give me a blowjob". He then told the Chief what was happening. The Chief said something back to him and smiled and shook his head yes. I did as I was told and laid out on my back looking up at the both of them. I looked over Hanks way again to see that the smile on his face was even bigger now. Chief Zoomama dropped his loincloth on the ground and moved between my wide-open legs. He was sporting a big hard-on that looked like a big black pipe from where I was. He then dipped his fingers in the little cup of honey stuff and proceeded to rubbing it all over his hard black meat. He then got down on his knees right between my legs. Smiling He was looking at my waiting pussy as he jacked his slick cock off, covered with that hot honey stuff. Now that his cock was as hard as a rock he wiped the extra honey off his hands and fingers onto my hot little pussy. I moaned out as he was rubbing it all over my wet vagina lips. He then picked up my legs and placed my ankles on each side of his head. He then dropped down over me, holding himself up with his arms. He started rocking his hips toward me. This made his hot cock poke me all around my welcome vagina. After about five pokes his cock hit a bulls eye. The slick head of his cock was poking right into the entrance of my vagina. I moaned up to him and rocked my hips up to get that hard cock inside me. He knew what I needed and at that time he started giving it to me. He gave a nice and easy push that let his hard cock start sinking into me. As the big head popped inside me I looked over at Hank and moaned out, "Oh God Hank, he's fucking me". He was fucking nice and slow, filling me with more and more black cock each time he pushed in. I was going out of my mind it felt so good. Then all at once his cock bottomed out deep inside me. It hurt when he hit bottomed and I moaned, "ohhh not so hard, it hurts". He didn't know what I had just said and just smiles and hit bottom again. Again I pushed up on him and moaned, "that hurts, please don't go so hard". Jameraka at that time was dropping his shorts down near the head of my mat. He told the Chief what I had just said in his language. The Chief smile and replied something to Jameraka. The Chief then did slow down his hard hits. He started the little hard pushes to get deeper inside me. Then it happened again, I felt his cock slip all the way inside of my uterus. I about came on the spot as I moaned up to him, "OH FUCK YOUR COCK FEELS SO GOOD". Looking over at Hank again I moaned, "oh honey he's so deep inside me". Hank didn't reply, he just continued to act like he was passed out as he watched his wife being filled with a big black cock. There was no acting on my part. With the Chiefs big cock inside my uterus that was all I could take. I started fucking him back like a local slut. I looked down between us to see that I had every inch of the Chiefs cock inside me. At that point I was his. I started fucking up to him and moaning out, "oh yessss oh God yessss, fuck meeeeeeee". I had my eyes now closed as I was humping up to get more of the Chiefs hard cock inside me. I then felt something poking on my mouth. I opened my eyes to find Jameraka trying to slip his hard cock into my mouth. Once I seen what was happening I just opened my mouth as wide as I could and sucked that big black cock right in. It was so long I could just get a little more than the head in my mouth. So I wrapped my fingers around the middle of it and started jacking him off as I sucked and licked the head. Never in my life had I dreamed of having sex with two black men at the same time! Now I was doing it right in front of my husband, and I loved it. I pulled Jameraka cock out of my mouth and moaned up to the Chief, "OH FUCKKKKK I'M GOING TO CUMMMM. OH GOD DON'T STOP, FUCK ME, OH GOD YESSSS FUCK ME". I turned to see if Hank was watching me about to cum all over the Chief big cock. Just as I got my head turned Hanks way Jameraka pulled my head back to facing him and slipped his hard cock back in my mouth. Again I started jacking him off in my mouth as I humped up to the Chiefs big cock. In less than a minute it happened again. My orgasm went through my body like wild fire. Again Jameraka black cock popped out of my mouth as I pushed up to the Chief and yelled out, "OH YESSSSSSSS, YESSSSSSS, OH YESSSSSS I'M CUMMINGGGGGGGG". My orgasm must have set off the Chiefs orgasm as well. As I was cumming he pushed deep inside me an moan, ahhhhhhh, as I then felt his long hard cock pulsating deep inside my uterus. He kept pumping more and more hot sperm deep inside me. I didn't think his cock was ever going to stop cumming. I looked over at Hank and moaned, "Ah baby, he's cumming in me". Hank had just gotten his wish. He got to see me cum with another man. And he got to see another man cum inside me. And I was more than willing to give him a lot more of a show. I was still horny as hell and in need of being fucked again and again. Jameraka said something to the Chief in their language. The Chief replied back to him laughing and started slowly pulling his still hard cock out of me. Once the head popped out of me I could feel his hot cum running out of me on its way down to the mat. Jameraka and the Chief traded spots. That put Jameraka right between my legs holding his big black cock in his hand. He then dropped his cock and picked up my legs and placed my ankles on each side of his head just as the Chief had done. Now back to holding his big black cock in his hand again he looking down at my leaking pussy and said, "wow the Chief sure made a mess out of your cute little white pussy. I think I'll make it a little messier". Having said that he lined the head up to my sloppy slit and pushed inside me. I was so wet and sloppy Jameraka sank all of his cock into me in one slow push. I moaned out, "Oh God yessss" as he sank deep inside me. My hips came up off the mat trying to get even more of his lovely cock inside me. Jameraka was looking down at me as he said, " God your little white pussy feels so good rapped around my cock. Too bad Hank isn't awake to see his little wife getting filled with black cock". He then started pumping into me at just the right speed to drive me wild. I looked over at Hank again as I started humping up to Jameraka. I was so wet and sloppy from all of Chiefs Zoomama cum and my juices that the sounds of my wet pussy filled the hut. I knew that Hank was enjoying seeing me getting fucked by these men. I had just started moaning when I felt Jameraka hard cock also sink into my uterus also. Oh God what a feeling this is. Something that Hank had never been able to do to me. Again I say, " the person that said, size doesn't matter, had to have been a man". I moaned out, "oh yes, yes, yessss, oh God yes, fuck me, God don't stop". Then I felt Chiefs Zoomama wet and still hard cock hit my right on the mouth. It was covered with his cum and my pussy juice. I didn't even think about it, I just took the big head right in my mouth and started sucking on it. I would say his cock was just about the same size as Jameraka's. It was also so long I could just get a little more than the head in my mouth. So I did the same thing with him, wrapped my fingers around the middle of it and started jacking him off as I sucked and licked the head. This was the Chiefs first blowjob and I was going to make sure it wasn't one he would soon forget. God the feeling of two cocks, two big black cocks in your body at the same time was way too much for me. I started cumming again. Only thing this time I kept sucking on the cock in my mouth and humping up to the one deep in my pussy. Both men moaned out as my pussy was biting on Jameraka cock and my mouth was sucking really hard on Chiefs Zoomama cock. As my orgasm came winding down Jameraka started picking up speed. He was now hammering me full off black cock. I then started sucking and jacking off Chiefs Zoomama cock in time with the fucking I was getting. I couldn't see if Hank watching this or not but knew in the back of my mind he was. He was about to see for the first time his wife getting filled with sperm from two men at the same time. And I too couldn't wait for this to happen. This didn't take long at all. Both men started moaning about the same time as they worked their cocks in my body. I too was going out of my mind with two cocks inside me that I was trying to make cum at the same time. Jameraka was the first to start. He pushed deep inside me and moaned, ah yes, here comes the baby juice. I felt his cock start pulsating deep inside me as I was being filled with his hot sperm. He pulled my hips tight to his body as his cumming cock sank even deeper into my uterus. Then it happened, Chiefs Zoomama moaned and I felt his cock jerk in my mouth that was soon followed by a blast of hot sperm. Most times I'm not a swallower, I spit. The Chief was holding my head in place as he filled my mouth with cum. All I could do was start drinking it down. And I must say, my first time at swallowing wasn't at all that bad. For that matter I liked it and started sucking his cock harder to get more of his cum out. As soon as both men drained all their sperm inside me they both fell down on the mat on each side of me. Chiefs Zoomama said something to Jameraka in their language. Jameraka then said, "The Chief said to tell you thank you for the blowjob. He may have you teach his wife how to suck cock." I looked over Hanks way and smiled as I felt a drop of Chiefs Zoomama cum running down my cheek. Chiefs Zoomama and Jameraka soon got up on their feet talking and laughing to each other in their language. Jameraka looked down at me and said, "Stay put right there sexy. Some of the other guys would like to try some white pussy. I'll send them right in." Then laughing they both walked out the door. As soon as the door shut behind them Hank crawled over next to me and placed a big kiss right on my sperm covered mouth. His right hand went right between my legs and he sank two or three fingers inside my sloppy wet pussy. Breaking the kiss Hank said, "Oh my God Bandy, that was so hot. I came in my pants watching you fuck them. God I can't wait to fuck you and eat your pussy myself." He then moved quickly back over to his side of the hut when he heard footsteps coming our way. He went right back to acting like he was passed so he could watch my next show. I second later a big black man stepped through the door and into our hut. He stood there smiling, as he looked down at me, a naked white woman at his feet. At that point in time I felt like the biggest slut in Africa and didn't care. I smiled back up at him and slowly opened my legs as wide as I could to show him the prize he was about to receive. Smiling from ear to ear this new man quickly dropped his loincloth on the ground and moved between my wide-open legs. Now on his knees I saw that he also had a very nice big black cock in his hand that he was lining up to slip inside me. I was so wet and slick my pussy just swallowed his cock once he started pushing it inside me. I locked my legs around his back and was ready to give him his first white woman ride. Right there and then I turned into the fucker, not the fuckey. I was humping up to this man like I'm sure no other woman ever had. I was going to make sure that his first white pussy was going to be the best fuck he ever had. He bent way over and was taking turns kissing and sucking on my long hard nipples as his meat was pumping in me at just the right speed. The kekpa and this nice cock inside me made me forget all about Hank as I concentrating on having another orgasm. I dug my nails into his back as I worked my hips in time with him. My ass was raised about five inches up off the mat as I worked my vagina muscles on his nice cock. In just a few short seconds I felt my third black cock of the night slip deep into my uterus. As soon as I felt the head sinking in I started cumming again. I pushed up hard to him taking everything he had to offer deep inside my wet pussy. I then grabbed his ass and pulled him tight as I yelled out, "OH GOD YESSSSSS, YESSSSSSS, OH I'M CUMMINGGGGGG." As this orgasm was winding down Hank came back to mind. I looked over at him and smiled. I knew that he had just enjoyed watching me cum all over yet another hard black cock. My new black man was now fucking me at full speed. I felt his cock growing bigger and bigger deep inside me. And then it happened, he pushed deeper inside me a grunted as his cock started unload hot sperm deep inside my welcome uterus. I did my best to milk his cock dry as he filled me up. Looking back over at Hank again I moaned, "mmmmm baby I'm getting more cum pumped in my pussy for ya". Once this man had pumped his last drop of sperm inside me he fell down kind of next to me and went back to sucking on my still very hard nipples. I could feel his big cock that was still deep inside me starting to shrink. All at once the door opened and a young black skinny kid was standing in the doorway looking down at us. He said something to the man inside me in their language. The man replied back to him, and then he pulled out of me. His cock made a loud suction sound as it left my wet vagina. He then stood up and was talking to this kid as he was putting his loincloth back on. At the same time the skinny kid dropped his to the ground exposing to me the next nice long black cock I was about to get. As the one guy walked out the door the skinny kid dropped down on his knees between my still open legs. He was slowly stroking his cock as he was looking at my leaking vagina. I had a steady stream of white-hot sperm running out of me. As he climbed over the top of me lining his cock up to my welcome pussy I gave a fast look over at Hank. Then just as fast I looked up at this kid that was now slipping his hard cock inside me. I moaned out, "Oh God yesssssssssss fuck me", as I pushed up to him. After this kid filled me with his hot cum I lost count of who screwed me next. I remember having a great orgasm with him, and then I must have half way passed out. I recall others fucking me, but that's about it. How many others I had no idea. I woke the next morning with Hank on top of me filling me with his hard cock. Right at that time he moaned, "Oh God I love you" as his cock started squirting more sperm into me. I could feel Hanks cock pulsating as he unloaded inside me. Once he emptied his last drop of cum inside me he rolled off me onto his back next to me. As I started waking up more I could feel the fire in my vagina. Not a good fire, a hurting fire. It felt like I had had a sand paper cock stuck up inside me. I was so sore I didn't think I would ever feel like having sex again. Just then Hank kissed me and said, "mother fucker Brandy, I can't believe all them guys fucked you last night. That was the hottest thing I've ever seen. I don't have to ask if you liked it or not, I've never seen you cum so much in my life!" Kissing him back I replied, "Oh God my pussy is so sore. How many guys fucked me?" "Shit I don't know for sure. I think after the tenth guy Jameraka made them stop before they fucked you to death." I looked at him surprised, "ten guys? Are you kidding me? Oh fuck I'm nothing but a whore in their eyes." Hank kissed me again then smiled and said, "you’re not a whore. You're my wife and I love you. Plus you had eleven guys last night if you count me. After they got done I fucked your passed out body two times. Your pussy was so hot and wet I couldn't help myself. Then again as soon as I woke up, I had to have you again." I kissed Hank and said, " thank goodness this trip is about over. I don't think I can take much more cock." Then looking at him right in the eyes I asked, "are you sure you’re okay with what happened? This is not going to hurt us after we get back home is it?" Hugging and kissing me Hank said, " Hurt us, hell no. This was the best vacation we have ever had. We may have to come back again next year. The only bad thing is, we can't tell all of our friends and family all the real fun we had down here." ....... I had to take the next few days off, having no sex at all. I didn't have any more gangbangs or whatever ya call it when you have one guy after another. I did have sex with Chiefs Zoomama and Jameraka a few more times. And the rest of the stay I didn't have any more kekpa to drink Also with Hanks blessing I spent to full nights in Chiefs Zoomama hut getting fucked all night long. Hank really loved having me the next morning as I told him what the Chief had done to me. As much as I hated to leave we had a safe trip back home. Once back home Hank went out and got me a nice big black dildo that he uses on me each time we have sex. We play it out that we are back in Africa and I'm getting fuck by one of the many men. The real thing is a lot better, but what can ya do. Two months after returning home I made a Doctor appointment due to the fact that I had the flu and couldn't get over it. Turns out the flu was morning sickness, I was two months pregnant. Crying and in shock I had to tell Hank that evening that I was pregnant. The bad thing is I don't know whose black baby I have inside me. Hank came up with a good story to tell all of our friends and family. The story is that I got raped wail on our trip and we were trying to keep it to ourselves until the Doctor confirmed that I was pregnant. It just goes to show that sometimes when you play, you pay. I'll now have to go through life with a black child. People will know that I screwed a black man. The only thing they will not know is that I screw a tribe of black men and loved it. THE END
Greetings from the sugar bowl, the online paradise where younger woman barter their affections and time for the financial support of older men .While I have enjoyed immensely my association with one of the websites that connects sugar babies with sugar daddies…, I have taken it to another level and thought I would share my adventures…. My online profile includes a single picture and details my situation, i.e. I have been divorced for over ten years but have lived with a female executive several years my junior for almost five….She is my soul mate in every way but one…the classic cliché…as she has completely shut down sexually. I use my adventures in the sugar bowl to discretely preserve my sanity…Ever since I have added to my profile the single sentence that I would expect to pay an allowance to any sugar baby who adopts me as their sugar daddy…I am approached by 2-5 young women daily….I have had very satisfying arrangements with several but the constant approaches are stimulating all by themselves… The women I have met in the sugar bowl were invariably interesting and I clicked with some and not others. They generally range in age from 18 to 35…education runs from high school to graduate degrees…and they include the drop dead gorgeous and the not so attractive and everything in between…As you would expect, I tend to respond to the approaches from the more attractive and intelligent women that are more proximate, as the web site is set up where membership is free, but communication for men with would-be sugar babies cost money…and time. I probably respond to about ten percent of the women who approach me…and hear back from about ten percent of those would be sugar babies to whom I have responded. The motivations of prospective sugar babies vary too…there are some hustlers, i.e. “please send me money now so I can pay my car bill”…some financially desperate….some are lonely…some are adventurous fun seekers…some want a platonic only relationship like the gal I talked to yesterday…Most are romantically practical…looking for a “mutually beneficial relationship”. What constitutes the arrangement between sugar babies and sugar daddies is very much up to the two parties involved. Some guys (and gals) have a veritable pricelist and “appearance fees”…I prefer loosely structured relationships involving not less than two meetings monthly for an allowance of circa $1k per month…with gifts and other benefits to be determined based on how things go. Like many of the male members, I knew several women in my real life that I wished would turn up on the site. For me, first among them .was a young gal on staff at the gym I frequent that always made me crazy as I walked the treadmill…She’s a beautiful sporty blonde at least thirty years my junior with a body to die for…She has a small office just off the huge exercise floor almost always filled with young male admirers…whose attention she obviously enjoys. She knows me to say hello to …but in real life I had no shot. I went to a stationary store and had some “business” cards made. On one side it said “You’re Sugar Baby Material”…and on the other just the website address. I managed to place one in her office very discreetly on what I knew was her day off…. I guess it was about three weeks later that I saw her profile…She used the privacy screen on the one picture she provided but it was clearly her…I sent her a message and told her I was the guy who had left the card…She was obviously concerned that I was someone who knew her and knew she was on the site…but I reassured her that she could count on my absolute discretion…and she agreed to meet for coffee…at a place of her choosing. She wore a sundress that underscored her femininity and took my breathe away .She smiled when she recognized me and gave me a pro forma hug…She explained she had been trying to figure out who I was …given the gaggle of men she knew thru the gym. I handed her a gift card from a very nice department store as an apology for any grief I may have caused her. We took it slow as her rules required we meet at in Washington DC…whilst we live in nearby Maryland. We had a couple of nice dinners and clearly enjoyed one another’s company…She has a broad set of interests that extend well beyond the gym…We discussed an arrangement both times and she had questions…and reservations. Mostly she was concerned that I would protect her privacy at the gym …Curiously she also focused on her tax exposure and was comforted when I told her should could accept gifts of up to $14k annually from a person before incurring any tax liability…She laughed when she told me that none of the young men who chatted her up at the gym had fifty cents to buy her a burger. When I walked her to her car after our second date she threw her arms around me and said, “Next time book us a room in a hotel.” I did…and have been living the dream ever since. That third date was midday on her day off …a few days later…and she allowed us to meet in Maryland….I ***********ed a hotel with discrete parking and no lobby to walk across…. I fixed a picnic lunch and brought it to the hotel…As it happened it went untouched. She arrived about 15 minutes late but looked spectacular in a rag wool sweater, tight black jeans and boots……She walked straight past me to the bathroom…and came out wearing only a men’s shirt…and a wicked grin…She lounged on the bed while I sat in the one chair in the room…I opened the wine and let it breathe …as it was clear she wanted to take her time…She wanted to talk about sex …her likes and dislikes…She loved oral…both giving and receiving but wasn’t big on 69…She liked positions where we could maintain eye contact…It was funny because she seemed to be planning our lovemaking as if it were a workout… It was verbal foreplay and I was harder than Chinese arithmetic…She asked about my likes and dislikes…I told her I didn’t like condoms and had had a vasectomy anyway…and she laughed and said she was on birth control……She knew my ex’s name and some of my old girlfriends names from our two dinners and wanted a review on each as lovers…a subject for another day I said. She grinned as she knew I was calling her on her nervousness… I poured the wine…As I handed her a glass…(ok a paper cup)…she motioned me to sit next to her on the bed …She took a sip of wine and kissed me deeply …passionately…and when she broke the kiss she whispered…”Hello Daddy”…I unbuttoned the shirt and tasted each perfect breast as she moaned softly…I gently pushed her down onto the bed and knelt beside it while pulling her legs toward me…Her pussy was beautiful, fresh, inviting and wet…and I went down on her while she whispered instructions…When I focused on sucking her clit…her orgasm seemed sudden and very intense and she motioned me to stop so she could recover. I needed a towel to deal with her juices… In a few minutes he wicked smile was back …She looked me in the eye and said “That was very nice…but these meetings will be about you…I am here for your pleasure Daddy.” She motioned me to replace her on the bed…She knelt next to me and took me in her mouth for an expert blow job…I’m not sure it was the best I have ever had so much as the first one in a while…I told her I didn’t want to come that way and wanted to fuck her…She finished undressing me and pulled me on to the bed…We literally did the sexual program she had outlined in our conversation…whispering encouragement in between soft moans…She wanted me to come in her mouth and I did…and it was fabulous. She said she came twice more but I’m not really sure she wasn’t just being nice. We showered together after…She was sensual and affectionate but seemed to understand that I was spent. She smiled that same wicked smile as I handed her a towel…and said, “We’ll save anal (one of my favorites) for special occasions.” My baby and I are careful at the gym though last week while I was on the treadmill, and looked toward her office…filled with three young guys…she met my gaze with a wink that made me smile. I’m looking forward to this week’s rendezvous…and figuring out what will qualify as a special occasion. I have written to the website and asked their forgiveness for the unauthorized use of their name on the business card. Of course…I would do it again. Last week I left another card for a waitress when I paid my check at a local eatery. I now scan the site daily to see if she turns up.
The weekend went slowly , watching sports on TV, and mowing the lawn, all in all a relaxing weekend. I actually looked forward to work on Monday, hopeful of some contact with Molly. I did have one pleasant experience, new neighbors moved in a family - husband and wife (Nigerians) and their teenage son and daughter. I did not get to meet them, I plan to at some point. I do have a soft spot for ebony skin or should I say Mr Penis has a deep interest, he stirred when the curvaceous wife and succulent daughter waved as they moved items into their new home. Of course I paid more attention to my neighbors, often peeking out the window, when I heard their comings and goings next. Naughty of me I know, but Mr Penis insisted - my imagination wandered when I caught sight of either of the two women, both very attractive. Well Monday was extremely busy at work[ /u], and the opportunity to flirt with Molly did not present itself, merely a smile and a wave had to suffice. I did slip her a little hand written note, thanking her for a great time at the party. Tracey was nowhere to be seen, time flew as I was so busy, and before I knew it it was time to clock off. Oh well, back same time tomorrow. As the days passed, I had only limited contact at work with Molly which was frustrating, I asked if she was free for the weekend, but she had an outing with her boyfriend planned - bummer I thought. I walked past Tracey's office but she had been busy at a meeting. Mr Penis was not impressed. [u]The weekend at home started meekly , a sleep in and then into some household chores. It was about 2 p.m. in the afternoon, a rap at the front door, interrupted my laundry tasks. Upon opening the door, I was pleasantly surprised , the stunning woman from next door was standing there completely soaked with water, her hair dripping with water, the t-shirt clung to her breasts revealing taut nipples, obviously no bra on, her shorts wet as well. Almost in tears she pleaded for me to help, "please come now, the tap has broken off in the backyard, I tried to stop it, as you can see unsuccessfully". I ogled more of this delightful picture, Mr Penis stirred, and I reassured her that I can help. I immediately followed her, watching that cute rounded ass bounce around to the backyard, and seeing the problem - water spurting into the air, I turned off the mains water supply, having known where it was from the previous neighbor. Well my neighbor was so excited and thankful, that having solved her problem, she forgot she was scantily dressed, her wet t-shirt covered breasts clung into my chest as she hugged me. I could feel her nipples(obviously more hardened from the cold water) pressing into me. What could I do but hug her back, my arms slipping around her thin waist and onto her wet shorts, holding her cute ass. Mr Penis was fully alert, encouraging me to hold her more firmly. My neighbor pulled back from me, coyly looking down at the bulge in my pants and introduced herself as Angela. My eyes were both on her sexy eyes and those magnificent breasts, oh fuck I wanted to raise that t-shirt over her head.Mr Penis's message was do it and let me out, I'm sure my bulge was bigger. Angela smiled, having introductions out of the way, I inquired where her family was, to which she replied her husband/son and daughter had gone to finish up all the moving arrangements, that they would be away until Sunday evening. Angela then realized, what I had my eyes on, "Oh Gosh, I am almost naked the water has made my top see through, why didn't you tell me", she blushed and raised her hands to cover her breasts, her body shivering from the cold. I replied "I appreciate beauty and besides there should be a reward for my heroics, ". "I will have to contact the a local plumber to attend to your taps, can I come inside to use your phone". Angela indicated that was a good idea, and while I used the phone she went to change. After making the call, I sat in the kitchen, and soon Angela came in wearing a thick woolly dressing gown, saying this is all she could find, her things were still in boxes. I watched intently, I could see she was nervous, her gown held together with a cord hiding that curvaceous body, Angela insisted on making me a cup of coffee and began rustling through the unpacked boxes. Mr Penis hadn't retreated as yet and was in semi-attack mode, the bulge still present, Angela's ass swaying about as she moved from box to box. I hadn't had sex for a week, and my imagination flourished as I watched her movements. Angela looked back at me, and apologized she could not find the coffee, it was here somewhere. I was about to reply, when I noticed the cord on her dressing gown had worked itself loose, so as she moved the opening was more revealing. Angela was apparently oblivious to this as she badly wanted to find the coffee to reward me. I could see clearly her ebony breast and nipple lurking, wanting to pop from the gown opening, it appeared she had taken off her wet clothes and in a rush couldn't find anything else other than the dressing gown. Mr Penis pushed forward in my pants like a lightening rod aiming at a target, fuck I was real horny now. Angela was my target, I stood and moved over to where she was searching, I took her arm and slowly turned her saying, "I really don't need coffee, but what I need to see is those magnificent ebony breasts". A puzzled look came across Angela's face as she faced me, her look changed to surprise as I pulled away the cord from her gown. It happened in one swift motion as her naked body was revealed, the gown spilled open. Mr Penis was ecstatic, pre-cum organizing itself as he wanted out. It was happening so fast , my mind was racing, her ebony skin and natural pheromones spurring on my lust and desire. I reached inside the gown my arm going around her waist pulling her forcefully towards me, before she could react my lips took hers, she resisted briefly then hungrily returned my passionate kisses. My hands massaged her breasts and nipples, her moans getting louder, she attempted to say "we shouldn't" so my right hand slid down over her mound to her pussy lips, seeking her clit. Angela gasped "Oh Fuck" her hands undoing my belt, her hands forcing my pants down past my knees - Mr Penis sprang free, fully hard, pulsating and erect, salivating with pre-cum. I had only touched her clit briefly when her body shook with a mini-orgasm , fuck she was really sensitive, Angela gasped and took hold of Mr Penis " wow, it's huge" she immediately dropped down to her knees before I could invade her pussy with my fingers, her tongue licked the pre-cum from Mr Penis. Angela's lips slowly engulfed his head and began sucking/licking. My body shivered and reacted, I took a deep breath as her hands held my shaft and expertly massaged my balls, those beautiful lips taking Mr Penis into her mouth, deep into her throat. Fuck I smiled, and thought who's fucking dominating who here, she's one horny woman. Omg ...she squeezed my balls and sucked expertly, quickening her head movements. My body stiffened and shivered, my back arching as Mr Penis erupted deep in her throat, she held him and my balls tight, oh fuck, oh fuck oh yes. I took a deep breath and looked down at this ravenous ebony beauty, she was licking the last of the cum from Mr Penis, savoring it's taste, her eyes met mine. Fuck there was hunger and lust still lurking there, I reached down and pinched her taut nipples - she let out a shriek of delight. I pulled her up with both hands, forcing the dressing gown from her shoulders as I embraced her hot sweaty ebony body, her breasts crushing into my chest, our lips entwining in passion. My hand now slipping between her legs, easily locating the sea of love juices emitting from her pussy covering her pussy lips and clit , oozing down her legs. The first probe with my fingers, set off mini-orgasms, her body trembling, her legs wobbly, Angela gasped for breath.Mr Penis was in there lubricating his tip, he loved ebony pussy, he rubbed on Angela's clit- she responded with a shrill of delight, her legs sensing the need to part. The moment was upon us , Angela's eyes pleading, her body yearning cock, big cock, there was a makeshift mattress on the floor in the corner. Angela pulled me aggressively towards it, then stood before me wrapping her arms around my neck she mouthed the words"FUCK ME". Mr Penis was fully charged. I eased her onto the mattress, she lay back so vulnerable, so inviting, she oozed sex, her legs were spread.Mr Penis eyed off her pink pussy opening. I eased him to her opening, being well lubricated Mr Penis eased easily into her pussy lips, slowly at first, in a little, out a little, letting her adjust to his huge size. Angela's body was on fire, her nerve endings taking so much pleasure all over her body. Oh Fuck, lust got the better of both of us , at the same time Angela pulled my ass towards her her widening legs, as I thrust Mr Penis into the depths of her womb. Slap, slap slap, skin against skin, faster , faster, harder. Angela was rocking with the movement crying out "FUCK ME" she didn't care if anyone heard. I plunged and pounded into her pussy, sweat pouring from us both, our breaths laboring the sexual tension was over whelming. Angela was crying with passion and lust as she orgasmed , my back arching as Mr Penis filled her womb with lustful cum, spurting into her pussy, my balls empting their contents. I looked down at Angela, she had her eyes closed with a contented smile on her face, I eased beside her, snuggling in close, kissing her breast then her lips, she opened her eyes, and laughed "we shouldn't have, omg what a fuck, my pussy has never had a work out like that before". Angela hugged me closer, and we nodded off to sleep. I awoke about 30 mins latter, and lay beside Angela admiring her natural beauty, her natural ebony skin was so smooth, I lightly touched her , it was sensual and erotic. Angela moaned a little as my hands explored her body, I believe she was half asleep, her body defying her sleep, her nipples became taut again, fuck what a sight. Mr Penis was excited again[ /u], and this time he was free and not confined, his eye wanting ebony pussy. The pussy was there, lubricated, available, easy, roll her over and lets fuck her. I'm hard and pulsating, let's go..... [u]Well that is a beautiful body, fuck look at that camel toe, it's talking to me, take me . .......I roll Angela onto her front, and gently massage her back, kissing her neck, as I manouvered behind her, between her legs, Mr penis is in position as I gently lay on her back, imprisoning her movements as Mr Penis enters her pussy from behind, deeper in deeper...Angela responds " hey, what are you doing...ohh ohh" I kiss and nibble on her ears and neck, then lightly blow in her ears, this gets an immediate response her buttocks thrusts upward and backward taking Mr Penis fully. Well no more encouragement is needed, more aggressive thrusts follow, Angela moaning. I let her get to her knees as she rocks back in unison meeting Mr Penis's thrust , slap, slap, slap skin against skin, the jolting clashes sending erotic spasms all over her body. I have hold of her hips as she cries out " fill me, fucking fill me " I dutifully pound her ass repeatedly, as Mr penis empties a full load into her womb once more. Angela rolls over and looks at me, "fuck what have I done, I am happily married". My immediate reply was " I think you haven't had sex in a while, that was some fuck. I doubt if your husband has fucked you recently, am I right". Angela replies, "we have been having some problems, he is a good man .......this is our secret right"? I kiss her breasts and nipples, getting some response, she puts her finger to my lips which I take in my mouth and suck. Angela removes her finger"omg that is stimulating". I reply," I have no problems in keeping a secret at this point of time, just knowing I have the most succulent pussy in the neighborhood right next door is so comforting". Thank you for your attention - comments welcome.
#6 MY NEXT SISSY ADVENTURE by: khammer1 khammer1 When I last wrote of my sexipades.....I had spent a drunken night in a tent,kinda in and out of consciousness.Quite obviously,there were other things in and out of me.... After eating our breakfast,and I had dolled myself up in a denim skirt,pink blouse and white cotten panties(with little pink flowers of course).My friend, threw a few things into his athletic bag,we headed back down the hill." Where are we headed"? I inquired. "I have some people I wanted you to meet....besides,you're dressed just fine for where we're goin'". We passed the mobile home behind the chainlink fence,I had noticed when we drove in.Then we came apon a little road with a gate, same side as the mobile. Gary turned in and stopped at the gate. Pushing the intercom button,a female voice squaucked."Yeah". "It's me". Gary replied.The gate raised and we drove through. It was a short drive and we came apon 4 or 5 trailers in somewhat of a circle, I could see a few more trailers skattered around as well.I asked. "What's this"? Feeling a little nervous about my attire. "It's ok,I told you". He retorted sharpily."My friend owns this place...." Then he smiled a devilish smile."It's sorta a summer camp for sissys" He followed it up with. Shocked and very awestruck,I saw lots of people running around,many involved in activities like swimming, volleyball and sun bathing. I realized that,I wasn't the only"Pretty boy" here today. We pulled up and parked,slowly got out of the truck.My shyness overwelmed me,when I suddenly felt a little like "The new girl at the princess party".There were some really pretty girls here. Did I look good enough or like an amateur in drag?I was careful,the way I got out of the truck,not wanting to show too much. Just then an asian woman aproached us and Gary said "Hi Linda". "Terri,This is Ling,but all the girls call her Linda". "Hi,nice to meet you". I said shyly while shaking her hand. She was absolutely beautiful and I wondered right away....Was she a girl,like the rest of us. "This one is a cutie,Gary.Where did you find her?" Linda asked."She came up on the bus". Gary replied."Where's Nathan". Linda just motioned her head towards the largest trailer. Gary reached down and took my hand. He proudly led me up on the deck and into the trailer. The cool air hit me right away, "Don't let all the cool air out!" came from the back. Then a man walked into the room,There was an aire about him. "Hey Gary....Who's this sweetie"?he asked with a smile. "Nathan,this is Terri....Terri,this is Nathan".Gary stated with a hand gesture. Although he was bald,Nathan was a handsome man probably in his late 40's. He wore typical 70's attire,angel flights. ,satin shirt and gold chain"Well,hello there". He said ,taking my hand and kissing it. His naughty little smile made me blush. Gary turned and left. Funny thing....When I look back,I was being groomed for bigger and better things. I had no idea....what was instore for me. I was about to dive,head first,into the the deep end of the pool. Problem was.....I could hardily swim. Everyone had been so nice and accomidating,I thought I was the one, taking advantage. In reality,my own desires would usher me into sexual enslavement. Ironically enough,I still get aroused just recalling it. This intire experience (last few weeks)was a jump into a land of exploration and hedonism, with no reins let alone supervision or even willingness to say no. I felt absolutely free to be me. So who knew...... As I looked around,I noticed,many of the portraits and pictures on the wall were very attractive girls in all sorts of provocative poses,and most in there underwear. This instantly made my little pecker hard.and I think I tried to conceal my little indiscretion.....alas Nathan noticed,and he slyly approached from behind. Almost cuddling me,he said in a low voice."You like my work, I'm quite proud of it". He put his strong arms around me,and placing his hands on my crouch. Gently,he palmed the small bulge under my skirt,grinding his large bulge between my butt cheeks. Slipping his right hand up my blouse,he started teasing my nipple through the sheer material of my bra."Do you smoke pot"?He said kissing my cheek softly. "Ah.....yeah,sure". Not wanting to sound inexperienced or uncool. Turning, he walked over to a small fridge across the room. Opening the door,he pulled a couple of bottles out. He handed me a wine cooler and opened a perrier. Reaching into a wooden box and extracted 2 joint's,he sparked one up. Taking a toke,he passed it to me and I puffed on it awkwardly,almost coughing. He looked at me and said."You'll do just fine"... "Do for what"? I naively asked, swallowing a gulp. "I 'm looking for a new model,think you'd be interested"? I quickly responded. "Would I"!!!! I was on top of the world, feeling like all my dreams were coming true.....and alot of my fantasies as well. " Ok...you have to audition first". He said with a chuckle. "What do I do,I'll do anything".just leaped out of my mouth. He smiled and reached for a camera. Hanging it around his neck,he approached me and proceeded to adjust my skirt. " Here,like this". He said pulling it up higher,so it appeared shorter. "Turn away and look over your shoulder,sweetie". He coyly directed me. As we started taking pictures,he continued to direct me to show my panties and flash my bra,holding my now budding little titties. It seemed the more I drank and smoked, the easier,more sexy and more fun,it became. By the time we were finishing,I was pretty high and quite tipsy. Needless to say my flirtatious inner me was showing,as well as my panties. Nathan had me,not just hot and bothered,but he knew he had me, as well. All this kissing,grinding and picture snapping had brought me to the edge,and Nathan knew it. "Why don't we walk over to my place, it's not far,just across the property". He said. " What about Gary"? I asked. He quickly responded with." Oh...he had some errands he needed to run for me". He began turning off lights as we headed out the door,grabbing a flashlight. It had gotten dark and there was a cool breeze in the air. I was more than a little drunk and Nathan helped me down the path. We kissed and fondled each other as we strolled to his mobile home. We stopped briefly,as we passed a trailer and quietly peeked in. There was one of the girls,I had seen earlier, bent over in an arm chair. There was a man mounting her,cock in hand,penitrating her round ass. She moaned and smiled in satisfaction. We watched for a time when Nathan whispered "I think,you want me to butt fuck you,just like that". I just nodded my head,not taking my eyes off the raw sex, happening before my eyes. We continued on our way and arrived quick!y. Walking in you couldn't help but notice a lot of video equipment,I had just assumed because his work. We sat on the couch and started making out. As we kissed,I coyly started rubbing his crouch through his slacks. I could feel his boner and unzipped his pants. Opening them,I slid my hand in and traced the outline of his cock in his bikini underwear. I let out a slight gasp of air,releasing my anticipation of pleasure to come. Nathan put his hand on the back of my neck and pushed me down quite forcibly. " Suck it baby"! He said harshly. I realized...in that moment,he was gonna fuck the hell out of me. Holding my head by my hair,he began fucking my mouth. "When you work for me, you do as you're told! Is that clear,you little sissy bitch....". Pulling my head back,by my hair,so I could look him in the eyes and answer. " Yes". " Yes...what"? "Yes Master". I submissively answered. " You'll suck when I tell you to suck,and fuck who I tell you to fuck". He said slapping my face. Then he slapped my face with his half hard cock. I have to say,as humiliating as it was,I liked it. Then,he bent me over the couch and slapped my ass...hard. Pulling my skirt up,he bit my butt,through my panties. Then yanking them to one side,he started licking my hole,darting his tongue deep into my bung. Spitting on his boner,he pushed it in and proceeded to hump me. Pretty soon those yelps of pain,turned into moans of pleasure and ecstacy. "You really like this, don't you,sissy s!ut". He growled. The rhythm of his hips while he butt fucked me,drove me crazy with desire. Although my ass was really sore,I was swimming in uforia. He pulled out of my ass and rolled me over,slamming his rock hard cock in my ass again. Holding my legs over my head,he continued humping my brains out. "I'm going to cum"! I cried. "No you're not" he gasped. "Wait for me,bitch". With that,he errupted in my ass,as I exploded in those panties that made me feel demure and innocent. I lay there,in an exhausted heap. He got up and went in the bathroom, emerging a few minutes later,just in his underwear. "Get your as up and c!ran up...NOW". He barked. I stood up with my clothes all dishoveled. "There's something to put on in the bathroom....GO". He said,slapping my ass. Fearing the length of my story, I'm stopping this episode into my sexy and sorted past,promising to be back soon with #7 My next sissy adventure.
The Futa's Mind-Controlling Panties Chapter Thirteen: Futa Mind-Controls Her Hot Boss By mypenname3000 Copyright 2020 Note: Thanks to Alex for beta reading this! Mildred Dean The panties sailed over my boss's desk and landed on her cleavage, sticking to the round expanse of firm boobs the dominating woman had. Athena Pearce gasped in shock, thrusting back from her desk. The leather executive's chair wheeled back as fury crossed her face. “There is no mental health condition that is going to justify throwing your wet panties at... at...” The fury on Ms. Pearce's face trailed off. Her sharp features furrowed. Her bold nose twitched. Plump lips worked together as she wetted them. The red grew shiny. Color blossomed in her cheeks as she pulled up the panties, leaving a wet smear behind on her chest. I loved this wonderful moment when a woman became dominated by my panties. Like Mrs. Quick, her naughty daughter Chloe, my reverend's wife and daughter, and others, Ms. Pearce fell under the spell of my pussy juices. Like a drug addict, she inhaled my panties. She groaned as she smeared the purple thong, trimmed in pink lace, against her face. I smiled as her tits swelled her low-cut blouse on her inhalation, beads of my cream gleaming on those round surfaces. Nipples hardened, poking at the silk of her bra. “I have a gift for you,” I said, setting the box on the table. “You can have it after you tell me how much you love me. Because you do love me, don't you?” “Oh, god, I love you so much,” she moaned and then inhaled my panties again. A surge of lust shot through me. I had desired so many of the women in my life, always too scared to admit my lesbian desires. Whether it was Elouise, the reverend's wife, or my sexy doctor, or the dominating boss that both intimidated me and soaked my panties, I never had the courage to overcome my anxiety. I used to take so many pills just to be able to come to work, making myself feel so numb to the world. Now I had the confidence thanks to my futa-cock. “I love you more than there are stars in the skies and grains of sand on the beach. It's deeper than the Mariana Trench and higher than Mount Everest.” Ms. Pearce shuddered. “Oh, god, what do I have to do to prove I love you. Because I do.” I smiled. I had no idea she had this poetic side. But she also had the confidence and domination to make the most use of the panties. Chloe would find the perfect person at her college, too, and I would control them through her. It still irked me that Sasha had gotten away with that other pair. I wanted to be the queen sitting atop all the fun. Well, maybe something could be done about her. In the meantime, there were so many delights at work to play with. My only friend, Kyra, that sexy secretary outside this office, my boss, others. I quivered, my futa-dick pulsing and my pussy getting wet, soaking the backs of my girl-balls. “If you want to prove you love me,” I said, “crawl on your hands and knees around your desk, push up my skirt, pull down my panties, and blow my futa-cock.” “Yes, Mildred,” she moaned and slipped out of her expensive chair. I shuddered as Athena Pearce crawled around her desk. Her head appeared, black hair held back in a bun. Those glasses on her nose shifted as she moved. Her silk blouse rustled and that tight, dark-gray pencil skirt clung to her rump. Even with her coming at me, I could see how great of an ass she had. So many wonderful lusts surged through me as she crawled towards me. She had such a big smile on her lips, so happy to prove her love for me by crawling. It was intoxicating. My cunt clenched. The heat swelled up my futa-cock. Then she was at me. Her hand slid up my tights. She caressed my flesh. Tingles rippled through me. I groaned, the heat growing and growing in me. I groaned, loving every moment of this. It was incredible. I wiggled my hips from side to side. The pleasure swelled in me. I would have such a huge orgasm. It would be outstanding playing with my boss. “Mildred,” she moaned, pushing my skirt higher and higher. Her eyes stared at my bulge. “You have a cock. That's so amazing. How?” I winked at her. “You'll see.” “You're so different,” she moaned. “So confident. Where has this amazing Mildred been? I could have fallen in love with you years ago.” “I know,” I groaned. “But that's the past. All that matters is that you love me now. You are mine.” “Yours,” she breathed in delight. A big smile crossed her face. Then she groaned as she revealed the pair of bronze panties I wore. My futa-dick throbbed in them. Pulsed. She pressed her face into my underwear, kissing at the satin fabric. She smooched right at my heavy nuts. She sucked on them through the fabric. It was such a delight to experience. My skirt around my waist, her hands hooked my waistband. She drew my skirt down. My futa-cock popped out. Her dark eyes focused on it. She moaned, licking those ruby lips. Her hips wiggled, her skirt rustling as she drew my panties down my thighs. The fabric caressed my skin. It felt incredible on me. I loved every moment of it. She pulled the underwear down to my knees. Rolled them past my calves. I stepped out of them, my cock bobbing before me, balls swaying. The tangy musk drifted up to my nose. I savored the scent of my arousal. What did she taste like? I knew I'd find out. “Mildred,” she groaned and brought those panties to her nose and inhaled them, too. Then she dropped them, not getting that rush like she did from the special pair. “Oh, this cock is gorgeous. You're huge.” “I know,” I said and then gasped as she grabbed me. “So much bigger than any guy I'd fucked,” she moaned. She stroked me and, with a wild groan, attacked the tip. I gasped at the manic way she licked at my cock. Her tongue became a pink blur streaking over my crown. She lashed it, whipping my cock with her wet tongue. I gasped, my pussy clenching. Pleasure flowed down my shaft, warming my twat. My balls drank it in. She groaned, her hand pumping up and down my shaft. Her other grabbed my girl-balls. She kneaded them as she bathed the crown of my cock with her naughty tongue. Then she swallowed the tip. She sucked me into her wet mouth. She nursed with passion. Her cheeks hollowed. Sloppy, slurping sounds rose. Drool spilled out of the corners of her mouth. I gasped in delight, my twat drinking in the pleasure. “Oh, yes, yes, love me!” I moaned, my breasts jiggling beneath my bra. “Just like that, Athena.” I shivered. “Mmm, only I can call you Athena, right?” She nodded. “You're Ms. Pearce to everyone else.” She sucked harder, moaning her agreement. Her humming passion rippled bliss down my cock. It fed that growing pressure in my balls. My pussy grew hotter. Juices soaked my bush. The tangy musk filled the air as she sucked and slurped and worshiped my girl-dick. I groaned, my tits swaying from side to side. She gave me such bliss. It was amazing. I groaned, savoring every second of her licking and sucking and worshiping me. I would have such an explosion of rapture from her mouth. “Oh, damn, that's good,” I moaned. “Yes, yes, just like that. Oh, you're going to make me explode.” She shuddered, her eyes burning with delight. She sucked with such hunger, nursing with powerful suction. My body shivered. My balls twitched in her massaging hand. More and more drool ran out of her mouth as she brought me closer and closer to that moment of eruption. “Just like that,” I moaned. “Oh, that's good. That's amazing. Oh, yes, yes, Athena. You love my cock.” She sucked with all her might. “You want my cum?” She nodded, nursing. “Then you're going to get it!” I gasped. “Just keep sucking. Just like that. You are my slut! You love me. Worship me. Yes, yes! Athena!” I threw back my head, my pussy clenching. The pressure rose up to the tip of my cock. I hit that frantic moment when there was no going back. My dick would erupt. I thrust my hips forward, slamming my cock to the back of her throat. I painted her tonsils with my futa-cum. The jizz boiled out of my girl-balls and burst out of my dick. It splashed into her mouth. She moaned in delight and then swallowed. She gulped down my seed. I gasped, my pussy convulsing. Shuddering. Juices gushed out, dripping down my thighs. “Yes, yes, yes, Athena!” I moaned, the dual delights surging through my body. I drank in the convulsing bliss from my cunt and the explosive euphoria from my dick. I rode that wonderful delight as she sucked out more and more futa-cum from my balls. They emptied my spunk into her hungry mouth. I hit that peak of pleasure, pumping the last of my spunk into Athena's mouth. She kept nursing to draw out the last of my cum. It was a wild delight to enjoy. I shuddered, savoring that wonderful delight spilling through me. And down my thighs. My cream ran hot from my cunt. I shuddered as I pulled back, drawing my cock from her hungry mouth. She gasped, a line of drool connecting my dick to her mouth. More drool spilled down her chin. She had made such a wicked mess. “Did that prove how much I love you?” she asked. “Mmm, it did,” I moaned. “But you're always going to have to prove it.” I smiled. “What's the best way for you to prove your love to me right now?” She flicked her eyes to my cock. “You're still hard, Mildred.” “I'm a futa, not a man,” I said. “Then I know what I have to do.” She grabbed her silky blouse and untucked it from her skirt. Then she pulled it up and over her breasts. Her round tits appeared cradled in a black bra. Her tits jiggled as her black hair swayed about her face. She adjusted her glasses then reached behind her. “You're going to feel the depth of my love. My devotion.” “I know I will,” I said, curious about what she would do. She unhooked her bra. Straps spilled off her shoulder. Her breasts came out, nice and firm. Nipples hard. She shuddered, dropping her bra, and then attacked her dark pencil skirt. A short zipper rasped down on her left hip. The fabric dropped down her thighs and piled around her heeled feet. A black thong lurked beneath, a few curls of her trimmed bush peeking out the sides. I shuddered as she shoved her panties down. I breathed in. Over my own tangy musk, her tart aroma filled my nose. I shuddered, my mouth watering at that delicious aroma. I inhaled deeply, my breasts swelling the front of my blouse. “Yum,” I groaned. “You smell good.” “Thank you,” she moaned and then darted to me. She undid the buttons of my blouse. There were three of them, large squares. She opened my blouse, my round tits held in a bronze bra matching the panties she'd already stripped off of me. She groaned in delight and hugged me tight, pushing her naked boobs into mine. My futa-cock throbbed against her belly, her silky flesh rubbing on me. It felt incredible. I savored it as she unhooked my bra. She pulled that off from between our boobs, and suddenly our naked tits were rubbing together. I shuddered as she moaned. She wiggled her shoulders as she dropped my bra to the floor, sliding her boobs over mine. Our nipples caressed. Sparks flared. She had this wild heat in her eyes as she stepped back. She bit her lip and then turned around. She bent over her desk, aiming her ass at me. It was such a submissive gesture, an acknowledgment that I was the one in power here. She wiggled her rump at me, her bush between her thighs. She grabbed both her firm butt-cheeks. My boss parted them, exposing her asshole. “Fuck my butt, Mildred. Anal will prove how much I love you. I've never given this to any man, but it's yours. I'm yours. I love you so much.” “Yes, you do,” I groaned, my futa-dick throbbing. The ache swelled in my balls already. “Mmm, you are definitely going to love the gift I'm going to give you. You're so bold.” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Athena Pearce Delight rippled through me at Mildred's compliment. “Thank you!” I whimpered, my fingers holding my asscheeks apart. I felt so exposed, my butthole on display for her to enjoy. “I'm so glad I'm earning your gift. Your love.” “Yes, you've earned it,” Mildred said. Her transformation was so amazing. I would never have believed Mildred could have this confidence. Could be this sexy. Her pussy smelled so good, just the best thing in the world. She had that big cock. The salty flavor of her jizz lingered on my mouth. I shuddered, so aching for her to sodomize me. She pressed the tip of her girl-dick between my butt-cheeks. I gasped as she slipped in between them. A hot delight shivered through me. She slid it up and down, stirring it between us. I closed my eyes and groaned in delight. The wet tip went lower and lower until she found my virgin butthole. I didn't know if this would hurt or not, but I was ready for her to sodomize me. Even if this was the most painful act in the world, I would give it to her. Anal would prove my devotion. How much I loved her. She pushed against my sphincter. I whimpered, feeling my anal ring widened. I wanted to clench down, to resist, but I forced myself to relax. This was my love's futa-cock. My nipples throbbed against my desk's surface as my sphincter stretched to its limits. It almost hurt. I groaned, strange sensations rippling through me. Her cock popped into my bowels. “Oh, my god!” I groaned. “Mmm, that's good,” panted Mildred. She slid her girl-dick deeper and deeper into my bowels. “Oh, that's really good.” “I'm so happy,” I moaned as her futa-cock spread me open. My anal sheath stretched around her. It felt so weird to have her in my bowels. My asshole clenched about her, drinking in this velvety friction. It didn't hurt. In fact, it was starting to feel good. Real good. The deeper into my bowels she penetrated, the more I moaned. The more I liked it. My body shuddered on my desk. My nipples rubbed into the surface. I groaned, the delight tingling through me. I shuddered, whimpering out my pleasure. It was all so good. So amazing. I would have such a huge orgasm. I would explode on this girl-dick. She was so deep in me. She had penetrated so far into my bowels. It was amazing. Wonderful. I gasped, my asshole squeezing down so tight on her girl-dick. I shuddered, a big smile crossing my lips. This was what I needed. This was amazing. Her bush rubbed into my butt-cheeks. Her hairless balls dangled against my taint. I had taken every bit of her. And then she pulled back. My back arched, pushing my tits into my desk. My nipples throbbed as I gasped out in delight. “Mildred, I love your girl-dick in me!” I panted. “I know,” she groaned. “God, you're so tight, Athena. You're going to make me cum so hard.” “Good,” I moaned and then glanced at the clothing box on my desk. What had she bought for me? What delicious gift had my love procured for me? I couldn't wait to find out. She slammed back into me. Her dick thrust in deeper and faster. I groaned, my bowels relaxing around her girl-dick. The pleasure swept through my body. I groaned, savoring every inch of her girl-dick penetrating into me. I gasped, loving it. This was amazing. Perfection. She pumped away at me. Her balls smacked into my flesh. The velvety heat melted to my pussy. My cunt drank it in, my orgasm building and building with every moment. I gasped beneath her, trembling, my bowels clenching about her girl-dick. “Yes, yes, yes!” I gasped. “Oh, that's so good, Mildred. Mmm, you're fucking me so hard.” “It feels so good!” Mildred moaned. “I can feel how much you love me. Ooh, your virgin bowels are going to make me explode!” “Yes, yes, yes!” I gasped. “Oh, Mistress, you have to cum in me. You have to fire all your jizz into my bowels. I'm yours!” “You are!” she groaned, thrusting faster and faster. My pussy grew hotter. Juices soaked my bush. Trickles ran down my thighs, ticklish and delightful. Her girly balls smacked into my taint as her futa-cock plowed into my bowels. I shuddered, on the verge of my orgasm. But I held it off. I wanted her to cum in me. I was showing her my love. My devotion. She buried into my bowels again and again. I loved every moment of it. Every last stroke of her girl-dick into me. She made me shiver. Gasp. She made me feel so wonderful. “Mildred!” I groaned. “Dump your cum in me!” “Getting there!” She buried her girl-dick deep into my bowels. “Oh, I'm getting there. Athena!” Hot cum fired into my bowels. My orgasm exploded through me. The pleasure raced through my body, triggered by her futa-dick dumping her jizz in me. My pussy convulsed. My asshole writhed around her girl-dick. The pleasure rushed through me, this heady ecstasy. I pleased Mildred. I gave her such bliss. “Oh, god, yes, Athena!” she groaned, more and more of her futa-cum firing into me. “Mildred!” I howled, my mind drowning in euphoria. My asshole worked out all her cum while I shuddered on the table. My nipples throbbed on my desk. I quivered in delight, savoring that wonderful pleasure surging through me. I squeezed my eyes shut. I whimpered as my bowels milked out the last of her cum. “Oh, Athena, that was amazing!” she moaned. “I felt all your love. Mmm, did you feel mine.” “Every last drop,” I groaned, my body buzzing with the delight she gave me. I shuddered as she pulled her girl-cock out of me. I felt her jizz brimming in my asshole. She filled me up with all that spunk. I couldn't believe how amazing that felt. I just wanted to lie here forever. My eyes closed as I panted. Pussy cream dripped down my thighs. I must have squirted out so much juices while I was quivering in delight. It was just the best. I wiggled my hips back and forth, savoring every last second of this bliss. “Oh, that's good. That's really good.” Mildred sounded so happy. “Athena, open your present. You've more than earned it.” I gasped and bolted upright. “Yes, Mildred. Thank you!” Such joy shot through me. I was so lucky to get a present from her. She was amazing. I grabbed the white clothing box wrapped up in a purple ribbon. I pulled on the loose tail. The cloth whisked together and then it spilled open. My pussy clenched in anticipation. Cum leaked out of my asshole. Hands shaking with joy, I lifted off the lid. I did it slowly, savoring every moment of this. It popped free. I set it to the side with care. Next, I pulled aside the tissue paper to reveal a pair of black panties with red lace on them. They appeared naughty. The type of panties you'd buy for a lover. “Oh, Mildred, they're gorgeous,” I moaned, lifting them up. I stroked them through my fingers, sliding my digits across them. There was red on the crotch. Two lines of lace and... “Are they crotchless.” “Yes, they are,” Mildred purred. “When I saw them, I thought of you.” I whirled around to face her, tears filling my eyes. “Oh, thank you, Mildred. Can I put them on right now?” “God, yes,” she moaned, stroking her dirty cock with eager delight. It was clear she was anticipating that something would happen. I shuddered, my round breasts swaying as I stepped into the dainty pair. Right foot and then left. I drew them up, the fabric kissing my skin. Mildred groaned and bit her lower lip. She wiggled her hips back and forth, whimpering. The fabric passed my knees. Then they hit my thighs. I groaned as they climbed higher. I stretched the elastic waistband over my rump. Mildred groaned, her hand pumping faster on her dirty cock. The fabric seated against my pussy and gripped my ru— I came. It was no ordinary orgasm, it was a powerful one. The room spun around me. Pussy juices gushed out of my cunt. I gasped and moaned, trembling. I stumbled, grabbing my desk and then I was on the floor. I gasped and thrashed, my panties growing soaked with my juices. “Oh, my fucking god!” I howled. Tsunamis of rapture swept through me. Great tidal waves of bliss slammed into my mind. Stars burst across my vision as I drowned in ecstasy. I bucked on my side, my entire body writhing in the currents of euphoria flowing out of my pussy. Something sprouted from my crotch. I swear to god that I felt something growing from me. It was thrusting from my pubic mound. It brushed the panties and then slipped out through the slit in the crotch. I groaned, trembling. “Am I growing a futa-dick, Mildred?” I howled. “Yes, you are,” Mildred moaned. She stood over me, looking so lovely, her brown hair spilling about her face. Her dark eyes gleamed behind her glasses. She licked her lips. “You are my futa, aren't you?” “Yes, yes, yes!” I gasped. “I love you! I love you so much! Thank you. Thank you.” “You're welcome,” she moaned and put her foot on my hip. She gently pushed, rolling me onto my back. My futa-cock thrust up before me. I could see it bobbing. I groaned, my orgasm finally dying down. Every inch of my new panties was soaked by my juices. My tart musk filled the air. “Mmm, you're going to do so much for me with those panties,” Mildred groaned. “We're going to have so much fun.” “Yes!” I gasped as she straddled me. She lowered down to sit on me. Was she...? She was! “Oh, Mildred, thank you! I'm so glad that you're going to enjoy my new futa-dick.” “Of course I'm going to enjoy it,” she moaned. She had such a wicked gleam in her eyes. “Why do you think I gave you those panties. I want to enjoy this big dick in me.” She straddled me. I gasped at that. It was incredible. Then she lifted up my cock. She held me in her throbbing hand. Her pussy came closer and closer, covered by her brown bush. I felt this ache swelling in my... my... My balls. I had girly balls. They were hard and aching. I groaned, savoring the feel of them full of my cum. I bit my lip as she lowered her pussy down to my throbbing futa-dick. Her curly pubic hair brushed the tip. I gasped at how amazing that felt. Then her hot folds rubbed into my crown. “Mildred,” I moaned in awe as her pussy began engulfing my new girl-cock. “Enjoy,” she said, her big dick and girl-balls swaying before her. “Just enjoy.” “Yes!” I screamed as she swallowed me. Inch after inch of my girl-dick vanished into her pussy. Her hot, silky, wet warmth engulfed me. My eyes widened at how incredible it was. My cunt drank in the heat. So did my new balls. I trembled on my back, my boobs jiggling. I whimpered. Moaned. More and more of her engulfed me. My futa-dick was so big. I couldn't believe how huge it was. I whimpered, my back rubbing into the ground. The pleasure swept over me. My breasts rose and fell, savoring this wonderful rapture. “Mildred!” I gasped. “Oh, my god!” “I know,” she moaned, squeezing her cunt around me. That made this feel even more incredible. Then she bottomed out on me, her futa-dick twitching over my stomach. I grabbed it, holding the hot shaft in my hand. I stroked up and down it. She shuddered, squeezing around my new appendage every time I stroked to the pinnacle of her cock. I threw back my head. I whimpered, moaned. Pleasure fluttered through me. My heart hammered in my chest. My cunt clenched, drinking in the heat. The pressure in my balls increased. Then she rose up me. “Mildred!” I gasped. “Oh, my god, this is amazing. I love you. I love being a futa! Thank you! Thank you!” “Oh, our fun is just beginning!” she promised, her round breasts swaying. She pushed up her glasses and grinned down at me. “We're going to do so much!” “Yes!” I gasped as she slammed her pussy down my futa-dick. Her hungry cunt engulfed my girl-cock. I whimpered and moaned, the heat rushing through me. My dick throbbed in her pussy. her silky flesh massaged me, increasing the pressure in my girl-nuts. They brimmed with my futa-cum. I would fire the first load of my seed into Mildred's pussy. How did I get so blessed? I pumped my hand up and down her girl-cock. I stroked her, my hand flying faster and faster. She moaned, squeezing her twat down around me. The pleasure rushed through my body. She moaned, her breasts bouncing as she rode me. They were such delicious things to watch. I licked my lips, drinking in the sight of them heaving over my head. I shuddered, my twat clenching tight. This wonderful heat swept through my body. I groaned, my shoulder blades writhing. It was incredible to enjoy. It was an amazing rapture to experience. This exciting bliss swept through me. My pussy drank it in, my balls aching with the pressure. I bit my lip, loving every inch of her cunt sliding up and down my futa-dick. My hand stroked hers, loving it. “Yes, yes, yes!” she moaned. “Oh, my god, that's it. Ooh, Athena!” “Mildred!” “Are you going to cum in me?” Whimpering, I nodded. “Yes, yes, I want you flooding my pussy with all that futa-cum!” She slammed down my futa-cock, her dick throbbing in my embrace. “I want my pussy dripping in it.” “I'll baste your pussy, Mildred!” My words sent my hand to flying up and down her girl-cock. She gasped, throwing back her head. Her brown hair flew about her face, her glasses gleaming in the sunlight flooding through my office window. She gasped and groaned, her cunt clenching about my futa-cock. My balls ached. They were building and building with a load of girl-cum. I would have such a huge eruption. I would fire all that jizz. I would just erupt. So much spunk would fire from my cock. But not before she came. I fought it. I clenched my teeth against my first futa-climax. My balls brimmed with so much cum. My pussy itched, the feminine and familiar orgasm swelling through my twat's depths. “Mildred!” I moaned, caressing her girl-dick. “Yes!” she howled. “Oh, yes, yes, that's it. Just like that, Athena! Oh, we're going to have so much fun!” “We are!” I gasped. She slammed her cunt down my cock. Her pussy burst into wild convulsions. Her dick pulsed. Hot cum fired from her shaft and splashed on my round tits. I gasped as she basted my breasts with her spunk. She coated me with her passion. She smothered my tits in her bliss. I bucked on the floor as I exploded in her. “Mildred!” My futa-cum pumped into her spasming pussy as her futa-passion splattered my body. She moaned, more and more of her spunk splashing on my tits. One spurt hit my mouth. It painted my lips. I loved it. “Yes, yes, fire all that jizz in me!” she gasped, her pussy convulsing around my cock, milking at my erupting shaft. I whimpered, my body shuddering as such rapture flooded through me. Two different delights. The wild and heady explosions from my futa-cock and the gentle and rippling bliss from my pussy. I bucked and moaned on the floor. My tits rose and fell, dripping with her futa-cum. My cunt writhed, gushing out juices. It was wicked and wild. It was utterly delicious. Her pussy wrung out the last of my cum while my hand squeezed out the final drops onto my belly. “Oh, yes, yes, that's so good!” she moaned, her eyes fluttering. “Mmm, did you love your gift, Athena?” “I absolutely did!” I moaned, my tits covered in jizz. “And look at that mess we made,” Mildred purred. “In my pussy. On your tits.” “Oh, no, I'll have to clean that up.” Her smile grew wickeder. “Why? That's why you have that cute secretary.” Mildred leaned over me. “Did you know that your panties will mind-control anyone who breathes them. It's why you love me so much.” “That's amazing,” I gasped. “You gave this to me.” “I want your ambition,” she moaned. “Mmm, you're going to do so much for me, aren't you?” I gasped, wicked ideas dancing in my mind. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Mildred Dean I sat naked on Athena's desk, my thighs squeezed shut. She stood beside me, her new panties in her hand. She picked up her phone, her futa-cock throbbing out before her gleaming in my pussy juices. My cum ran over her tits, looking just delicious. “Minako, I need you in here right away,” Athena said after a moment. Then she hung up. A moment later, the door opened. “You needed to see...” Minako's voice trailed off. The Japanese secretary gasped at the sight of our naked bodies. My futa-cock throbbed as the cutie gasped, “Ms. Pearce?” “Mmm, I need you to smell these panties for me,” Athena said, stalking forward as she held her crotchless delights before her. “What?” Minako gasped, her round face blanching in shock. She had those delicate, Japanese cheekbones and this porcelain, olive skin. Her narrow, black eyebrows rose in shock as she took a step back. “I said to breathe in the musk from my panties,” Athena said with absolute authority cracking in her voice. “Not say 'what' or gape at me like you're a mouth-breathing cretin that's never heard a word of the English language.” “I... that's...” Minako swallowed then she took the panties from Athena and, gingerly, brought them close to her face. She gave just the small inhalation, a small twitch of her nose. “There, I...” Her words trailed off as this look of awe crossed her face. That magical moment when the mind-controlling powers swept over her. I was so right about Athena. She had just the right sort of drive and ambition. She would do all that boring stuff while I had fun. “Oh, my,” Minako said and sniffed again, this time longer. She brought the panties closer to her nose. “Is this your... your pussy, Ms. Pearce?” “Yes, it is,” purred my futa-slave. “Mmm, isn't that just the most delightful thing in the world?” “Yes!” she moaned. “Wrong!” Athena's voice snapped through the air. Minako gasped and flinched back. “Mildred's pussy is the most delightful scent in the world. I want you to go over there, shove your face in her pussy, and experience that heavenly aroma for yourself.” “Yes, Ms. Pearce,” Minako gasped. “You're so right. I'm so wrong. My deepest apologies.” The Japanese cutie rushed over to me, her almond-shaped eyes focusing on me. I lifted my girl-balls and leaned back, my legs parted so she could have an easy time getting at my pussy. Her black hair fell about her face as she leaned over and nuzzled in. She inhaled deeply. “That is the most delightful scent in the world,” she moaned. She brought her face closer. She pressed her nose right into my brown curls. She inhaled again. “Oh, my, yes.” “Mmm, it is,” Athena said, staring at Minako's ass. I smiled as the Japanese secretary nuzzled her face into my bush while staring at my futa-slave. “Are you enjoying the sight of her rump, Athena?” “It's just so cute,” moaned Athena as she stroked her cock. “Enjoy,” I said. “Unless I have a task for you, feel free to fuck any woman you can.” “Yes,” moaned Athena. “Oh, Mildred, I love you so much.” I smiled in delight and looked down at Minako. “Do you love me?' She hesitated. “I love what you smell like, Mildred.” “Of course you love her,” Athena said. “She's amazing. You worship her and would do anything for her. Like me.” “Yes!” Minako moaned and then licked my pussy with sudden hunger. I groaned as she lapped at my cunt, my futa-dick quivering above her. My balls rested on the bridge of her nose, the two testicles spilling around it. Her eyes stared up at my cock while Athena came up behind the secretary. The futa grabbed Minako's skirt and hiked it, sliding it over the cutie's rum. “Mmm, these panties are delicious, but they have to go,” moaned Athena, tugging down her secretary's panties. “Yes,” I moaned, leaning back and letting Minako lick my pussy. “Mmm, stroke my cock as you feast on me.” “Yes, Ms. Dean,” she moaned and grabbed my cock. The Japanese secretary stroked my cock and licked my pussy. I groaned, the pleasure swelling in my balls. It was delicious. At the same moment, Athena was pulling down the secretary's panties. A throaty groan came from my futa-slave. “I'm going to enjoy this,” she purred and pressed her cock between Minako's butt-cheeks. The secretary gasped into my twat. Her hand tightened on my dick. I loved that wonderful moment. Her tongue thrust into my cunt's depths. She moaned as Athena groaned. Her breasts swayed as she drilled her cock into Minako's ass. My pussy clenched on Minako's tongue as I watched the wicked sight. My futa-dick throbbed and ached, my breasts swaying. This heat rippled through me, stirred up by the moaning cutie. More and more of Athena's cock vanished into Minako's bowels. Then my futa-slave bottomed out in the cutie. “Yes!” gasped Athena. She grabbed Minako's hips and drew back. “Ms. Pearce!” squealed Minako into my cunt as Athena thrust forward. I felt every one of Athena's thrusts into Minako's bowels shivering through her body. She moaned into my cunt and stroked my cock as she took that big dick in her ass. I groaned, loving it. My breasts swayed. I pushed up my glasses and then leaned back farther on my elbows. I savored the pleasure sweeping through my body. This wonderful bliss built and built in my depths. My balls drank in the delight of her tongue and the stroking pleasure of her hand. Precum spilled from my cock's tip. She massaged the gleaming cream into my shaft. “Yes, yes, yes!” gasped Athena as she thrust forward, her tits heaving. “Oh, Minako, this ass. I'm going to fire my cum in this tight ass!” “Good, Ms. Pearce!” the cutie moaned. “Mmm, and I'm going to drown you in pussy cream!” I moaned. “Wonderful, Ms. Dean! Please, please, drown me! I want it!” She stroked me faster. Her tongue fluttered up my folds. She brushed my clit. Sparks flared. I gasped, my toes curling. The ache at the tip of my dick grew and grew. That wonderful pleasure would explode out of me. The slap of flesh on flesh echoed through the room as Athena fucked her girl-dick in and out of the cutie. She fucked Minako hard. Fast. The futa pounded that sexy, Japanese beauty's asshole with powerful strokes. I loved the sounds. The moans. The way Minako fluttered her tongue against my clit. She fisted my cock with powerful strokes while caressing my bud. I whimpered, my orgasm building so fast now. Nothing would stop my orgasm. I would have a huge one. Just cum so hard. My balls tightened. I groaned and shuddered. Minako whimpered. She sucked on my clit. She nursed on my bud, her hand flying up and down my cock. Athena plowed harder and harder into Minako's bowels. “Oh, my god, yes!” Athena gasped. “Shit, that's it. That's what I want. The way you squeeze it... Oh, god, yes! I'm cumming!” She buried into Minako. The secretary squealed around my clit as she felt that futa-spunk pumping into her bowels. She sucked on my bud and fisted my dick. I swear, she must be cumming, too. Her passion swelled through me. My balls boiled over. Hot cum fired out of my futa-dick. The white delight arced up and then rained down on my tits. The jizz splattered over me. I shuddered, loving that delight painting across my tits. My pussy convulsed. My cream gushed out. Minako licked it up. “Yes, yes, yes!” I howled. “That's it, Minako!” gasped Athena. “That's how you worship Mildred. Yes, yes, just like that. You're doing great. You're such an amazing secretary. You keep doing this good, and you'll be rewarded.” “I'm so happy!” she moaned between licks of my cream. Cum spilled over my tits. I shuddered, savoring this heat burning through me. I groaned, knowing that Athena would do so much for me. She would be driven to get wealth. Power. Prestige. She would claim it all for me. I threw back my head and trembled as my orgasm died. I loved these panties. I was so glad P had given them to me. “Mildred's tits are dirty,” Athena hissed. “Clean them with your tongue.” “Yes, Ms. Pearce,” Minako moaned. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Chloe Quick I squirmed through my next class. I felt so naked without my panties, but this plan would be amazing. I couldn't wait for Ms. Escamilla to open her gift. I hoped she would wait for the lunch break so I could be there. But she wasn't under my power. Yet. She would be. It was so hard to focus. My girl-dick was throbbing. There were so many cute girls in my English class. Gina, Beverly, Clarissa, Tammy, and Jeanette were all gorgeous, eighteen or nineteen. Freshmen like me. God, I wanted to do such filthy things with them. My pussy clenched, my poor panties fighting against my throbbing cock and my tide of cunt cream flowing out of me. It bit my lip, fingers flexing as I struggled to listen to Mr. Donaldson, my English professor. Why did this have to be so boring? I just wanted to get to lunch. I wanted to have all that wonderful fun with Ms. Escamilla. It would be so hot. I wanted to ask for a bathroom break, but masturbation wasn't what I needed. I needed some sisterly attention. Discreetly, I pulled out my cell phone. “Want to fuk?” I kept my phone on my lap, hoping Mr. Donaldson wouldn't notice. “God, yes. Mr. Asshat is boring me. First floor bathroom.” “Sounds good.” I raised my hand. “Mr. Donaldson.” “Er, yes, Chloe.” “I not feeling well. I think I need to visit the nurse.” He sighed. “Okay.” He pulled out a pad and filled out a note. I'd have to bring it back or get in trouble. My sis was an expert at forging the college nurse's signature. Pass in hand, I headed out, trying to look miserable. I slipped into the hallway and then smirked. I rushed through it, eager to get me some incest pussy. My big sis would be squealing on my cock. I hummed, grinning at the classrooms I passed. I passed all those poor students who didn't get to know the delight of having sex at our college, let alone the sheer joy of sliding their cocks into their big sister's cunts. Only fucking my mom was a better incestuous thrill. I reached the bathroom and burst inside. Bryana was waiting for me. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Verónica Escamilla Curiosity piqued my interest as my second-period class took their test. Their pencils were scratching away. I brushed my finger against Chloe's gift sitting on the edge of my desk. A clothing box wrapped in a purple ribbon, tied badly, off-center and lopsided like it was done in a hurry. What had she bought me? It was a little strange, but girls could get crushes on their professors, even female ones, at that age. Or maybe she was realizing she was a lesbian and starting to come out. This was further proof that she'd had a major life change. I had to be on the watch to see if it would affect her grades and make sure that she had any support she needed. I glanced at the clock. Half an hour left. I pulled the box to me and grabbed the ribbon. I pulled with care, not wanting to make noise and distract my students. The ribbon came undone, the sound barely a whisper over the scratch of twenty-three pencils. I lifted the corner of the box, spotting tissue paper and something white bunched up on top. A spicy scent filled the air. It had that wet musk of an aroused woman. My pussy went molten in a flash as this hunger surged through me. I opened the box further and realized the bunched up cloth were panties. Wet ones. Soaked all the way through. They were sitting on tissue paper with something else beneath. I grabbed the panties, feeling how drenched they were. It was the source of this mouth-watering scent. She'd left her lacy panties drenched in her own pussy cream. I couldn't believe this. I brought them to my nose and inhaled deeply. I squeezed my hand so tight around the dainty cloth, I wrung out juices that ran down my wrist. I licked them up, savoring the spicy musk. I breathed in again, this wild heat bursting through me. My heart pounded in my chest as I loved this wonderful aroma. My eyes squeezed shut as I inhaled again and again. I had never breathed anything that smelled better. The aroma of Chloe's pussy was intoxicating. I couldn't stop breathing it in. I kept rubbing the panties against my nose. My students were taking the test as this wicked heat blazed through me. I squirmed on my chair. My eyes stared at the cloth beneath. The amazing Chloe had given me something else. I had to see it. Holding the panties balled up in my right hand, my left pulled away the tissue paper with care so as not to disturb my students. I revealed a pair of black, satin panties. They looked to have a naughty cut to them. High in the waist, almost like a French cut. I shuddered, touching the fabric. My pussy clenched as I breathed in that spicy musk again. Chloe had given me panties. I had to put them on right now. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The Figure quivered. Things were getting interesting. To be continued...
New Jock Tales---Freshman Year---The Beginning “Aight---aight----everybody gather round. Come on---move in tite. You cant play football and be afraid to touch somebody. Gentlemen, welcome to Freshman football. Look around---you have 47 new brothers, and today, is the first day----of the rest of your life”. Jr High is over, and you are no longer little k I d s. You are now official representatives of East Tyler High School. You will conduct yourself accordingly at all times, in and out of uniform, in or out of school, 24/7 for as long as you are a member of this team. You have no right to be here---I don't care if you were born with a football in your hands, I don't care if you been playing since pee-wee, I don't care how good you think you are, and I don't care who your daddy is. It is a privilege to stand in this room, and such privilege can be taken away from you at any moment. You will respect your team members at all times, under all circumstances. You will respect your uniform, weather practice gear or game dress. You will respect those cheerleaders, and that band---they are here for YOU. That's all I got---I'll turn it over to Matt”. The coaches speech was direct and to the point. “My name is Matt Dillon. I am your quarter back, and team captain. Simply put—the buck stops here. “At William May HS in Austin, there is a 6 foot trophy in their trophy case, just inside the main entrance. I have been there, and seen it. It has been there for three years now. This year, The Tyler Mustangs Freshman Football Team will TAKE that trophy from them, and make it ours”. Silence is finally broken as the whole room erupts in cheers— “Now---you four b o y s over there, come here. Get ur asses in here in the team. These are you team managers. They are every bit a part of this team as you. That's Will, Corey, Dustin, and Hunter. These are the b o y s that at every game will sling you gatorade, squirt eye wash in your eyes , get you a mouth piece, and clean up the trash you leave behind, as well as the entire stadium. These are the b o y s, that after every practice, will come into our locker room and pick up your wet towels, your stinkin socks, your pissed stained jock straps, your dirty uniforms, and wash them. They will stock soap and TP and towels in the bathrooms, and locker room. They will mop the floors. They will polish your helmets and cleats. They will then re-stock your gear into your locker. Be sure to tag your shit with either your name or number. These b o y s worship you. You will give the highest respect to these four b o y s at all times. Because of them, every Friday night when we bust through that banner, we will look like a million bucks. And yes, Dustin is my lil bro---don't fuck with him”. “Aight---that's enuff of that shit. By the end of the week I will *********** sections leaders. Until then you bring everything to me. Aches—pains---sickness--homework--girlfriends---boyfriends (a little chuckle in the background) Your instructions were sweats, jocks, and running sneaks—for today shirts are optional. I want everyone to drop your sweats---anyone not wearing a jock—sits out. Now, the track around the field is ½ mile. I want 20 laps. GO GO GO”. Several moans and grown's arose, with a few complaints, but I just stared them down until they hit the door. Afterwards would be weight training, play books, assigning positions and strings, then more speeches. There were only five that hadn't wore a jock. I guess I shouldn't have to explain the importance of protecting ones nuts, but I did anyway. I handed the five b o y s the playbooks, and told them to start studying. “Anyone that thinks you not going to have a jock tomorrow, better tell me now---I'll get you one”. Maurice Jones was the only one to raise his hand, kinda shy like. I already knew what the problem was---dirt poor. Rather than embarrass him n front of the others, I motioned for him to follow me outside, and we took a seat on the bleachers. “So what's up, Maurice ?.” “Shit Matthew, you know what the problem is---my parents don't have no money. And it's not just the jock—still gotta get a cup, socks, and cleats”. I looked down at his feet—even the sneaks he was wearing were ragged out. “So dude—you try out—you make the team, probably first string, and you got no gear. How the fuck did you think you were gonna pull this off ?” “Just hope for a miracle I guess Matthew---like most Negros.” I hung my head in deep thought. Between the five regular clients Mark Mattox now had me set up with, I probably made more money getting my dick sucked, and fucking middle age cougars in a month than his parents made in a year. And now we were getting into more legit stuff too—mowing yards, cleaning pools, and even painting houses. I slapped Maurice on the back and told him don't worry, I was gonna take care of him. After practice Mark showed up as promised, and picked up me and Maurice, and Dustin. We head straight to Hibbets, where we got Maurice a couple of jocks and a cup, some practice socks, and a pair of cleats. I told him most of the bo y s were wearing Pony, so that's what we were going to get. I got him a few tee shirts as well, for every day wear. I said if anyone asked where all his shit came from, just tell them he got a sponsor. Later, back at the crib, I went through my drawers and gave Maurice some old clothes. Tees, running shorts, couple of old sneaks, and even a pair of jeans. Mark said he had to go to his regular job, but would return later to ride Maurice home. Dustin disappeared up to his room, and Maurice and me just chilled down in the basement, which was my room. We kicked back on the bed, and I lit up a joint. Maurice looked surprised, but I told him it wouldn't kill him---besides, it might get you hard. He grinned and asked me 'what happens then” and I sheepishly replied “we jack off”. Maurice took a couple of light pulls from the joint, then getting more relaxed said to me “You know Matthew, rumor has it you got the biggest dick on the team”. I shoot Maurice a big shit-eatin grin, and just hop up off the bed, and yanked my sweats down to my thighs. “No rumor bro---8” Maurice face lit up from shock. “Fuck Matthew, I never seen a dick that big on a cracker”. I chuckled and replied, “well, it is pretty rare, I guess. Check it out” and I turned around and spread my ass cheeks to show Maurice the thick line of hair already growing in my crack, as well as the thick exploding bush around my dick and balls. “Fuck” was about all he could say, but from absent minded amazement, I guess, he reached up and started running his fingers up and down my crack, feeling the fine hairs in it. I smiled at him, then turned back around, proudly displaying my now rock hard jock cock. “Damm” again, was all he could muster, and now the fuck juice started leaking from my piss slit. I thought that I had noticed Maurice checking me out in the showers a few times---guess he was curious if the rumor was true. I grabbed my dick and gave it a squeeze, and coaxed more juice from the piss slit. I looked him straight into his eyes, and then went for it. “Suck it, Maurice”. With that, Maurice wasted no time, and grabbing my thick meat, went straight down my vein poppin 8” cock. Putting a lip lock around my shaft, up and down he went, swallowing it to the pubes each time. The feeling was so amazing, I literally fell back onto the bed, on my back, with my legs hanging over the side. I threw my arms up behind my neck, exposing my ripe bushy pits. Taking a huff, made my dick further swell, and my big purple mushroom head was now swollen like a d o g s. Maurice continued his hungry assault on my big teen age dick, and my thighs already were starting to tremble. I brought my legs up, and placed the heels of my big jock sz 11 feet on the edge of the bed. In a few seconds Maurice came up off my dick, long enough to comment “damm yo ass stinks homie”. I kinda chuckled, but suddenly Maurice pushed my legs up, and pushed my knees back on either side of my face, fully exposing my ripe greasy hairy ass. With no hesitation, he dove his tongue straight into my greasy hole, and went to work on it like he was eating ice-cream. My eyes rolled to the back of my head. As he pushed his tongue into my dirty hole, my abs begin to convulse. He held me tight by my ankles, and continued now, with his full mouth eating out my hairy jock crack. I couldn't stand it any more, and grabbing my dick, started pumping it with a fever. Seeing this, Maurice came out of my ass, and then again swallowed my dick down to the pubes. I grabbed him by the head, and f o r c e d my raging shaft down his throat, past his tonsils. And then—I cut loose. Shot after shot of my thick jock goo went flying down his throat, I figured around Mach 1, lol. I slammed my dick more down his throat as I continued to jet my juice into his belly. I counted 7 shots, each with the intensity of almost blacking out. Finally Maurice came up, and was now standing right in front of me, with his knees touching the side of the bed. He grabbed his own thick black cock, and pulled it like it was going to come off. In only a few seconds, Maurice began to unload his own massive load of thick juice, splashing it all over my chest and belly. I reached up and grabbed him around his ass, and pulled him in closer to me. Leaning over, I reached for Maurice dick, still cumming, and took his thick black cock into my mouth. In fair treatment, I went down his shaft, and swallowed his head, gulping down his thick juice. I clenched my throat, to milk him of every drop. He was surprisingly sweet, and I savored his nector. Finally, we both got up, and headed to the bathroom, for the 'after' piss. Not saying a word, we then returned to the room and got dressed. Mark had now returned sooner than expected, and offered to take Maurice home. As they left, I returned to my bed, and plopped down on my back. Staring up at the ceiling, the thoughts ran through my head. I started playing with my dick again, still half hard from it's massive explosion. I just sucked a Negro's dick, and I fuckin loved it. Football was going to be great !
My name is Cole. I’m 34 years old, and in a long term relationship with the most amazing girl in the world, Amy. But this story isn’t about her... or maybe it is. This is about the day our relationship began six years ago, and so much more. In my mid 20’s I lived in a nice apartment complex with tenants all about my age, all “young professionals” in various lines of work. It was pure luck that we all got along great, and the neighborhood became one big group of friends. Guys, girls, straight, gay and lesbian... quite the diverse crowd, but everyone got along as a tight knit group and we hung out pretty much every weekend and often during the week. I guess should start by saying that I am completely straight. Sure, I’ve had fantasies about other men, but I think everyone has a little curiosity... right? Nothing that I thought I would ever act on. I am straight, and quite confident and secure in my sexuality. For that reason it didn’t bother me in the least when our group activities turned to a game of strip poker while we were all stuck indoors during a bad winter blizzard. Sure, my gay neighbor Jesse would see me naked (I was pretty sure he had a crush on me which was sometimes awkward), but I’d also be naked with Amy, and that made anything worth it! Amy lived in the apartment right below me and one door over. She was beautiful in every way. Just over five feet tall, bright blue eyes, natural blonde hair that sat right below her shoulders, and a body that she certainly worked to maintain in perfect condition! She was my crush, but being neighbors I never thought it would work out, and didn’t want to ruin the group dynamic by trying anything. Tonight, even if I couldn’t do anything with her, I’d at least get to see her sexy body in all its glory! Back to the story... the winter storm had us all on lockdown with the city shut down, so a few of us decided to have some fun. I wish I could remember who all was there, but I think there were about 7 of us at Brian’s house. The night started with some strip poker, which turned to drinking games, and before we knew it everyone was tipsy, naked, and laughing our asses off. At some point, the game turned to truth or dare... which then turned to our version of “dare or punishment”. In other words, we all just had fun doing whatever we were dared to do because no one wanted to be at the mercy of a group punishment! At some point I must have become slightly insecure because I made a sly comment about how we needed more girls in the group because there were too many naked dudes (I think the ratio that night was 4 guys and 3 girls). Well, I should have kept my mouth shut. My next dare came from a girl named Kelly. “Ok, Cole, Mr. Tough Guy, I dare you to go down on Jesse for 3 minutes!” she said. Fuck. This wasn’t the first sexual dare of the night, but it was certainly the most extreme so far. I wanted to leave and hide. But the group had our rules, and I didn’t want to be the one to back out of a dare. I played it off and tried to make myself somehow sound more masculine by agreeing to it... logic doesn’t always come into play when alcohol is involved! “Fine! You think I’m not man enough to suck his dick for a few minutes?! I’ll take the dare!” Maybe on some level I was truly curious... I’d actually get to play with a boy and say that I was “forced” or something, so it would fulfill a secret fantasy without being “gay”. Whatever, I justified it in my own mind. “Ok,” Kelly said, “here are the rules. You have to go down on him for 3 minutes, and the time starts when your lips touch his dick. If you stop for any reason, time starts over!” I semi-reluctantly dropped to my knees in front of the chair Jesse sat in. This was by far the closest I had ever been to another man’s naked body. I looked up at him and saw a little smirk on his face as we made eye contact, then he bit his lower lip. This jerk was going to enjoy this way too much! I saw that his soft dick had started to swell slightly, getting excited just at the thought of what was about to happen. A straight guy was about to suck his dick, and he was loving it. I swear he must have put Kelly up to the dare, like I said I’ve always suspected Jesse had a thing for me! “Ready??” said Kelly. “Time starts when you start!” “Ok, fuck it. Let’s go.” I said. And with that, I leaned in. I could smell the sweet sexual musk of his cock... I don’t know quite how to describe it. But it smelled clean, nice even... manly, yet kinda sweet. I remember thinking that I was grateful he maintained himself down there, or this dare would have been a lot worse! But hey, gay guys know how to keep themselves clean! I tentatively grabbed the base of his semi-hard shaft in my right hand, and then let myself have my first taste of his dick. Opening my mouth I took him inside, feeling the super soft skin of the head on my tongue as my lips wrapped around him. Slowly I started sucking gently, moving my head up and down the length of his growing shaft. Before I knew it he was hard as a rock! I couldn’t take the length of him anymore, but I’ll admit I kinda liked the feeling of him getting hard in my mouth. My inexperience sucking dick must have showed, because I heard one of the other guys shout from behind me, “you’re never going to make him cum unless you use your hands and play with his balls!” Then, almost instinctively after that comment I did just was was suggested, right hand (which was still resting thoughtlessly at the base of his dick) started to stroke him while I sucked. My left hand moved to gently fondle his soft shaved balls. “Holy shit, he’s actually trying to make him cum, isn’t he?!?” was the next thing I heard from the crowd. “He is liking it too, look how hard his dick is now!” came next. Fuck! It hit me, I didn’t HAVE to make him cum. Shit, it didn’t even matter if Jesse liked it at all! All I needed to do was spend 3 fast minutes with his dick in my mouth, and this would have been over. But here I was, eagerly sucking James’ cock trying to make him cum in front of all of our friends. And they were right, my own cock was as hard as ever, betraying any denial I tried to offer. I was hit instantly by shame... I stopped sucking his dick to try and save my dignity, but instead found myself trying to hide my face in his thigh like I was going to disappear from the crowd if I couldn’t see them. So there I was, trying to hide with my face between his legs, my right hand still resting absently on his shaft. What the fuck do I do now?! Kelly chimed in, “you know the rules! ... 3 minutes, no stopping!! Time starts all over when you take that big cock back into your mouth, you little cocksucker!” Man, my friends were either really mean, or they just knew that I was actually loving going down on Jesse and this was their way of encouraging it. Kelly even sounded flirtatious like she was laughing when she said it. Then I felt a hand gently caress my back, and the sweetest voice whispering from right beside me. It was Amy. She was on her knees right beside me, and said, “I think it’s super fucking hot watching you go down on Jesse, Cole. If you make him cum in the next three minutes, I promise to return the favor for you.” I un-hid my face and looked into her bright blue eyes staring back at me. When we locked eyes she winked and I could see the sexy smile on her face. “Really? If I make him cum then you’ll make me cum too?” “Yes, baby. For as long as it takes for me to get your cum in my mouth. You just need to take care of Jesse here first!” she said with another smile and wink. Then she reached down and ran her soft finger along the shaft of my still swollen dick and said, “besides, I think we all know you are liking this anyway. What do you say?” Deal. If it turned Amy on and I got to have some fun with her after, I had no more shame. I was all in. “Ok, I’m ready again!” I looked up Jesse, then down at his cock still just a few inches from my face. A huge drop of precum was leaking out the tip. Without hesitation I leaned in while still looking into his eyes and ran my tongue from the base of his shaft to the top, making sure that precum didn’t go to waste. I didn’t taste it much, but maybe it was just a little salty and a little sweet. A preview of what was to come for sure ... I certainly didn’t mind the taste. Then I swallowed his shaft and went to work. “Fuck, that is so hot” Amy whispered beside me. “Ok, time starts again now” said Kelly. This time, I was eager. I wanted Amy. And if all I had to do was make Jesse cum to have her all to myself, I was going to make it happen! I started using my hand and my mouth vigorously on his shaft, and gently cradling and teasing his balls with my left hand again. Doing everything I could to make him cum quickly. I started to hear his breathing pick up. He groaned something about how great it felt (honestly, knowing that I could make someone feel that good was a huge turn on!). Amy was right beside me watching his cock slide in and out of my hungry mouth, and knowing she was loving it turned me on even more. “That’s so hot!” she whispered to me again as I worked his cock in my mouth. “Ugh. Baby I’m going to cum” Jesse grunted almost as a warning (did a man just call me “baby”?? I’ll ignore it and pretend it didn’t turn me on, but it did!). By this time I didn’t care what anyone thought. I wanted it. I wanted to make him feel good. I wanted to taste and savor a man’s cum in my mouth for the first time. I could feel his balls tighten in my hand, and his shaft became even harder than before, I knew what was about to happen... I wanted to taste it on my tongue, not just have it go down my throat. I pulled my mouth back so my lips were just around the head of his dick, my tongue teasing the underside, and looked up at him while I used my hand to keep stroking him into my mouth. His eyes rolled back into his head, his arms grasped at the chair he sat in.... then I felt it. I felt his whole cock start to pulse between my lips, and the warmth of his cum poured onto my eager tongue. I swallowed without releasing him from my mouth... I didn’t know if I’d be able to take it all, but I didn’t want to waste a drop. I kept sucking and gently stroking as he became more and more sensitive to my touch. Finally when I felt his quivers fade, and his shaft soften ever so slightly, I reluctantly let his cock slip from my lips. I swallowed once more and smiled at him, then gave the tip of his cock one last gentle lick to get the final drop of cum while I looked into his eyes. His smile said it all. I had made another man cum, and apparently I was quite good at it! He leaned down, grabbed my face, and I didn’t even resist when he pressed his lips to mine with a grateful kiss. When we broke the kiss, I leaned back down to his deflating shaft and licked up the last bit dripping out of him. Then I gave the head of his cock a quick kiss while I looked up at him and sat back to catch my breath. “Holy fuck that was hot”... it was Amy, staring right at me with the cutest most eager look I had ever seen on her face. She obviously loved the show and was ready to live up to her end of the bargain. Amy pushed me back to lie on the floor, and went right to work with cock in her mouth like a pro. I was so turned on that it didn’t take long at all! Maybe 30 seconds to a minute, and I was ready to erupt! “Fuck here it comes Amy!” She never slowed down... just looked up and me and kept going, eager to make me cum now. She got her reward when I filled her sweet mouth with my cum. And just like I had done for Jesse, Amy didn’t waste a drop either! As soon as she swallowed it all, the petite, gorgeous girl of my dreams climbed on top of me and pressed her lips to mine in the most passionate kiss I had ever experienced, making me taste just a hint of my own cum on her lips and tongue while we made out in front of all our friends. I could feel her smiling while we kissed, and even better was the feeling of her amazing naked body on top of mine. This was my greatest dream come true! This girl was a nymph, and she was hungry for me now. The rest of the night has kind of faded into my memory. But I clearly remember how me, Jesse, and Amy put on quite the little show for the rest of our neighbors, and didn’t even care that they all watched. That was 6 years ago. Amy and I have been dating ever since that night, and I don’t think I’ll ever let her go! The girl is incredible. We have done and tried pretty much everything together at this point... threesome with other girls? Done. More threesomes with guys for her and I to share? Of course (Jesse is still a frequent playmate of ours!). Me watching her with other guys, or her watching me have my way with some young girls we bring home to play with... there are no limits to what we have done or will do together. If we think of it, fantasize about it, or see it in porn, we will try it. Our rule is simple... we do it together. Neither of us goes out on our own, only together. But we never judge each other, and we never say no to a new adventure. And why would I ever want to fuck around on my own now anyway?! Everything is better with Amy!
Friday morning, my last full day, we started as normal, Pauline and myself peeing on one another, than a nice warm shower, followed by our internal cleaning, I sent out sms to all the guys, saying today was our last play day and cum around any time, after 11 am, and just come in the back door, it will be open, and bring a friend if possible. We walked around naked, touching one another, kissing and just enjoying our bodies, with some sex to warm us up, I had set the laptop up to the tv again and got it ready for our link to Sue and the kids, the toys , poppers and strap on ready to go. I waited as long as I could, but my cock wanted Pauline's pussy and butt, so I set about opening her up for the day, I used my cock and the big vibe first up, both holes getting a good fucking, I love swapping from one to another, feeling the different textures of each on my cock, also now I love going from her butt to her mouth, she used to gag a bit, but now she knows its good fun and enjoys taking me that way. Well I knew the guys would be keen, and not long after 11 am a few turned up, stripping of and joining in with us, it was fun, again and again they took turns fucking us both, as we enjoyed their cocks, they enjoyed our holes, I didn't even ask the name of the new guy who Alf brought along, his cock looked good and he had stamina, that's all that mattered. We had been playing for an hour or so, when more guys turned up, Peter, Geoff and Kevin, with another guy too, I was hoping Lee would turn up soon too. We took turns with each one, letting them fuck us in any hole, Pauline more than once with a guy in each hole, was going well. Alf was giving me a good fucking, when out of the corner of my eye, I saw Lee, his wife close behind him, stopped dead in her tracks as she saw us fucking, then smiled and walked in, Pauline was busy with 2 or 3 guys and didn't notice at first, then as she stripped of, my eyes popped, she had beautiful boobs, around 38 e cup, and a fairly nice body, a bit big, but nice, Pauline was only around 65 kilos, Lee held her hand as they walked over to me. Lee introduced Carol, I said hello, in between orgasm, as Alf kept up his pace, I also said, I hope you like kinky sex, as that's what were into,and more. I heard her say Yes, as Lee made an excuse to use the bathroom, I got Alf to let me up, and began to kiss and play with Carol's body, she responded quickly, going down sucking my cock, as Alf stroked her clit. Alf and I took her and I started to fuck her pussy, Alf was happy getting a blow job, I whispered in her ear, "do you like anal sex" A very definate Yes was her reply. I lay her on Alf''s cock, he slipped easy into her wet pussy, as my cock found her brown hole, and slipped in a few inches, she must be used to Lee fucking her arse hard, as my cock went in quickly. It didn't take long her orgasm began, as we both worked her hard, Alf big cock felt good rubbing against mine though her inner wall, we kept her going for some time, then swapped, my cock enjoyed her pussy once more as Alf filled her butt. Then I thought, if she can take Lee, she can take two cocks in her arse I bet, so easing out of her pussy, I nudged Alf, he guided my cock into her butt, then eased his back in with me, she went wild, her orgasm coming on quicker and louder now, then Alf let loose, his seed filling her bowels, gave her another good orgasm. He pulled out, leaving me with her, I asked if she had ever used poppers or a strap on, and she replied yes to both, then the big question, "Do you like bi woman too" another Yes, great... I asked her if she would introduce Pauline to bi fun, her eyes widened and we got up, moving close to Pauline. I was hoping that Pauline was horny enough now to try any thing, so I told Carol to move in on her, at first Pauline didn't know it was her touching her boobs and clit as the guys fucked her, but when she caught on, she looked me straight in the eye and smiled, my sister was game to try any thing now and was. As the guy fucking her cum, Pauline moved, rolling over to kiss Carol, that was it, the ice was broken and I knew things would work out good, I told Carol to unload Alf cum into Pauline's mouth, no sooner had the words come out,then she sat on Paulines face, cm ozzing out as Pualine found her clit and began to lick her clean, my sexy sister was doing bi fun. I saw the tv light up as the Skype connection started, Sue and the kids in auss were playing with a small group of guys, at first a few guys watched, a couple knew it was my family, the others had no idea. Lee was fucking Pauline now, his huge cock giving her some good orgasm, while she kept licking Carol's pussy clean, my butt took on a couple of guys while we watched Sue and the kids, after they had both filled me with cum I moved over, swatting over Carol I let their cum loose, she licked me clean, then shared it with Pauline. I nodded to Lee, and indicated if he wanted me to fuck him, he nodded yes, so I moved behind him, my cock ready. as Carol was busy with Pauline i eased into him, his cock still In Pauline's butt, I began to fuck him hard, the other guys all watching us play, while one fucked Carol,the others all touched the girls. Carol moved of Pauline to allow the guy fucking her to get a better position, it was then she saw me fucking Lee, a huge bemused smile came over her. I smiled back saying he's got a great arse too. she moved to see my cock fucking him and touched his butt, reassuring him she was ok. I needed to cum soon, and thought I'd try some thing, as Carol lay down, I held her arm up, my cum soaked butt above it, and looked at her, she wasn't sure at first, then as I slid down onto her fingers then her knuckles, she caught on, with one good push her fist went in, a huge smile came on her face as I rode her. I took some poppers and began to work her fist in deeper, she looked in shock, as half her arm went in, my cock inches from her face, Lee was watching his wife fist me, while he fucked Pauline's butt, I was getting close, my balls wanted relief, as I wanked my cock, Carol was licking my cock head, then with one good push, another couple of inches went in, I was now only 2 inchs or so from her elbow, that did it, my cock jerked, reams of cum shot out and Carol was soaked in my man juices. I heard Lee groan and knew he was filling Pauline's butt with his cum, seeing his wife fisting me had made him cum too, Carol licked and sucked my cock clean, then I went down kissing her face to share my cum with her. No sooner had I moved away, then a couple of guys lifted her up, implaying her on two cocks and fucked her hard, the same with sis, she was also dp'd and soon the smell of cum filled the air. I asked Lee if Carol knew about Jerry, he said yes, he had told her, and she wanted to see him fuck us both, within seconds I was going to find him. I lay on my back, I wanted to see him fuck my arse again, Jerry was ready,he licked my butt, then jumped up, Carol saw him and came over, kissing me saying she wanted to see this. Jerry now had his cock in my butt, and with each thrust was going in deeper, Carol watched intensely, as he got right in and sped up, ramming hard against my arse, his knot was close to going in. Her eye's wide seeing me take it all, and I'm sure she was surprised at the speed he fucks at too, possible twice as fast as a guy can fuck, then I told her to lay as close under me as she could to get a better view, which she did. Jerry Knotted with me, and continued to fuck my arse for some time, then all to soon he began to growl his cock now squirting its creamy load deep inside my butt, as always he was locked in tight, and I could feel his cum squirting deeper and deeper into my bowels, one of the guys was now fucking Carol while she watched me take Jerry, Lee had moved over too, close to Carol, he also had a cock up his arse, as both kissed. He stayed knotted for 10 minutes or so, while Carol was being fucked by several guys, when Jerry pulled away, I quickly put my hand over my butt, then moved so I was over Carol, Lee looked at me, with a kind of "are you really going to do" that smile, then I moved my hand, Carol's face dispeared under a thick layer of doggy cum, Lee moved and kissed her, it looked great this lovely lady totally covered in dig cum as Lee began to lick her face clean, Pauline then joined in, moving over carol, she opened her pussy and butt, spilling a few loads of fresh human cum over her face too, Carol laughed saying what a kinky lot we were, I said the days only just began too, all three of us spent some time kissing her face and body. It was then I saw the tv, I had completely forgoten about it, my wife and kids had just seen me being fucked by Jerry, they were all sitting around watching us, I waved Sue smiled and the kids gave me that OH dad look,,,it was then I introduced the family to the rest of the guys. Carol and Pauline looked stunning, covered in cum, so I said shower time, taking Carol by the hand as Pauline lead in other guys too, Pauline was already kneeling as we walked in, Carol looked at me, I went straight over and began to pee on her face, others joined in too, as Lee held Carol's hand, I stopped mid flow, and walked back to Carol, Lee looked at her,and she came with me, knelling next to Pauline, it took a few seconds, but my flow started again, splashing her face and boobs, Lee next to me, shot his at her face and mouth, then others joined in, both girls getting all we had. As my pee stopped, I knelt next to them, some guys aimed at me,, as I drank what I could and rubbed some over Carol's body.We all showered off, then went back to watch Sue and the kids, Carol asked how we got into family swinging, and I told her how I walked in on Kim fucking Stu's butt with our toys one day and joined in with them both, now we all love fucking one another any way we want, and esp in group fun. I did say Sue wasnt expecting me to be fucked by a dog tonight though as she didn't know we had one here. but how we both have done k9 sex before today. The family fun was going well Kim and Stu were taking on two guys, as Sue managed three, I hadn't seen Stef tonight, but that meant more guys form them, as we watched the guys took turns with the girls, it was so hot to see Pauline kissing Carol, and she was enjoying kissing her too, my cock was hard again, and found Lee's butt once more, this time Carol got under him, sucking his cock while I fucked him, he was also sucking on a guys cock, while Carol was being fucked too, no wonder his orgasms sounded better than before, with so much excitement in front of him. I saw Pauline riding 2 cocks, both in her butt, as her mouth took another, I told Lee we were going to dp her butt again while Alf was in her pussy, then do Carol the same way, he nodded a yes as his orgasm took over. I waited till Pauline climbed of the guys, then took Lee over to her, and called Alf over too, Carol watched as we set her up, with Alf on his back, Pauline lay back down on him, I went in first, then Lee behind me, with his long cock went under my cock into her butt as well, and away we went. Another guy managed to get his cock in her mouth, she had 4 cocks in her now, my horny sister was showing of to Sue and the kids now, so I thought lets go for broke. I told Lee I was going to get him and Jerry to dp her, he smiled, so after we had fucked Pauline for some time, I pulled out, and got Jerry again, now I got Lee to lay down, and stuck his cock in her pussy, Pauline was on her knees, then let Jerry begin to lick her butt, he quickly jumped up and I aimed his cock into her arse, Jerry pushed in hard, inch by inch he went right in, as Lee did what he could from under her, Jerry was fucking her flat out now, I made sure the family could see my horny sister taking them both too. Carol was shocked, saying how such a new anal slut could take so much, I said the poppers have helped her a lot, without them she would probably still be a anal virgin, with that Carol asked if she could try it. I then realised Pauline hadn't taken any before we dp her, the little slut she was game to do anything and enjoy it now. I gave Carol a sniff of the poppers, she held my arm as her head spun a bit, then sat on my cock and went wild, wow she liked them, soon she took another good sniff, and asked another guy to fuck her pussy too, she leant back onto me as his cock went in, her orgasm louder than before. Between Carol and Pauline, the family had plenty to see, but hopefully were also busy with their guys too, I took sneak looks at the TV to see how they were getting on, all busy with cocks and looking good. I heard Pauline give out a loud squeal, Jerry was filling her arse with his cum and most likely Lee would be filling her pussy with his cum, I told Carol I was going to eat her out, when Jerry pulled clear, she said she would help me too. as she continued to take us both deep. Jerry was happy to stay knotted to Pauline, his cock and cum deep in her butt, he took his time before moving off. I stopped fucking Carol and made my way over to Pauline, Lee was still stuck in her pussy, but his cock was going soft, we both started licking her butt and sucking his cum from her butt , she pulled Lee's cock from her pussy and sucked him dry too, between us we took it all, several times going up to kiss our partners and share the cum. No sooner had we cleaned them up, then Carol took some more poppers and found two more cocks, I kissed Pauline and told her how hot she looked with them both in her. she didn't wait long before two more cocks filled her and more cum flowed into her body, I wanted to fuck her arse, and slung her legs over my shoulders and rammed in deep, I found a vibe and pushed that in her pussy fucking her until she orgasm again. Carol was now soaked in cum, so I pulled her over, putting her in a 69 with Pauline, Carol on top, my cock went from Carol's butt to Pauline's mouth and back, then pussy to arse and mouth, enjoying all three holes. Then I told Pauline to lay on Carol's back, so her pussy was just over Carol's butt, then I went from Pauline's butt to her pussy, fucking each for a short time, then to Carol's butt, and then her pussy, and back up again. as I did this other guys took their mouths and fucked them. Then I let other guys try the same, while I face fucked them. a couple of the guy would start to cum in one hole, then as their cum was still flowing slid their cock into another hole in the other lady, one cum two woman, not a bad way to fuck. Carol was by now hooked on the poppers, she was enjoying any thing we did to her, so when Jerry had rested long enough I got Carol to lay on the bed her butt just hanging off, and began to fuck her, telling her to take a few more sniff, she did, and Alf brought Jerry over, before she knew what was going on his cock was firmly up her arse, and he wasn't going to let go, Now she was a doggy bitch and taking al his cock in her arse, I saw the knot get close a few times and told her to take more poppers. Lee was kissing his wife, telling her how sexy she looked and how he would like to buy a dog now. I don't think Carol knew, she was so high on poppers now, but as her anus loosened up his knot went in, Lee was watching his wife being fucked by a dog, his cock hard as rock, so I knelt in front of him and let him fuck my arse, as we both watched the action in front of us, I saw Pauline lay under Carol, waiting for Jerry's cum. Carol was going well, her orgasm loud and long, as Jerry pumped her butt hard, his knot fully in and holding firm. Lee was pounding me hard also watching his wife turned him on more than normal, Jerry growled, signalling his orgasm, Lee knew his wife's butt was being flooded with dog cum, that was it, I felt his cock swell and jerk inside me, as my bowel's also were filled with cum, reams of it too. Pauline now flicking Carol's clit with her fingers sent her into another orgasm, and she continued to do that until Jerry pulled out. Pauline once more took all his cum on her face, she looked lovely, I crawled over kissing her again, sharing his cum, as Lee kissed Carol and told her how much he loved he,r and what a brilliant sight her being fucked by Jerry was. By now most of us needed a rest, so we organised some light food and drinks for them, at the same time watching sue and the kids in Australia still having fun, Kim was being fucked by three guys, Stu had Sue fucking him with the big toys and others watched them. It was when pulled the big 12 inch dildo out, which is some 3 inches across, that Pauline and Carol made a gasp, and said no way he will take that, I just replied he will we both do and fully too, as inch by inch Stu took it all. Carol asked what it felt like to have such a huge dildo in ones anus, I told her it was unreal, and my anal orgasm with it were more intense than any thing else, especially when we use the poppers to. With that I got the three big toys and gave them to Pauline, sniffing the poppers I knelt up, as one by one they went all the way in my arse, Pauline fucked me hard, sending me into a long anal orgasm, and she kept going, not letting me rest for some time. Carol looked on, as between them they were bigger than the one Stu was taking, the next thing I knew Carol was kneeling next to me, telling Pauline to fuck her with them, I eased forward, Pauline pulled them out of me, and starting with the thick dildo pushed that In Carol's butt, I held the poppers for her to sniff as she needed, soon the next vibe went in, Carol took it, but needed more poppers, I told Pauline to work them around in her arse to open it more. Lee watched on, his wife now lost in her own world, more poppers and Pauline held the next vibe to her anus opening, but couldn't get the pressure to push it in, so I swapped with her, fucking Carol for a bit longer with just the two, as Pauline gave her more poppers, the feeling I was waiting for, Carol's butt went loose, and the second vibe, slipped in, now all three, were in, but not fully, Carol was going well, her anus looked good, more and more of the toys disappearing inside her, as I kept up the relentless fucking of her arse. Lee was kissing his wife, then coming right up, looking at the toys destroying her arse, as she kept having louder an louder orgasms I pushed harder still, all three now probably more than 2/3 in her hole. then like I have too some times, when the feeling get to intense, she threw herself forward away from me, dropping lifeless on the bed, panting heavily. Some of the guys now jumped on her back, and fucked her butt filling her with more cum, so turned on by watching her push her limits, Lee's cock was rock hard, he then turned her over, slid his cock in her arse from then front, and gave her a nice long passionate fuck while they kissed and enjoyed their love, I took Pauline's butt and shoved a few toys in her, causing her to orgasm loudly too, then with one of the guys holding the poppers , I set about opening her arse up more, as the third toy went in, she too was lost in our own world, orgasm after orgasm took hold, as she let me use her. She had swallowed a few more loads of cum, still with the three toys in her butt, Carol now set about kissing and playing with her boobs, as more guys used her mouth to empty their balls, Lee's cock one more filled his wife's butt with cum, as Pauline also pulled forward, shaking with sexual bliss. I lay Alf on his back, and stuck his cock in my arse, then told them to shove Jerry's cock in too, I wanted one last good fuck from him, as Jerry began to fuck me Alf told me how tight it was inside, and he wasn't going to last long, then Jerry got going, ramming all his cock into me, and trying once more to knot his bitch. I took some real good sniff's of the poppers, my anus went loose, and Jerry knotted with us, Alf now making all sorts of noises as his cock was squashed flat inside my arse. Jerry also must have been horny too, as he began to unload his hot doggy cum in my bowels, Alf blew his load too, as I had one huge anal orgasm, and just about passed out. I saw Sue and the kids watching me on the TV, by now most of their guys had left, and I gave a wave, and smile, as Sue smiled back at me, then as Jerry pulled out, his cum and Alf's flowed free, it was only when Pauline came up, her face , hair and body covered in doggy, did I know she was there, as she rolled me over, and cuddled me, the cum soaked us both. After we had rested, Pauline and Carol both said, Shower time, and set of, the guys followed close, by the time I got there, both girls were soaked in piss, so I pulled Pauline up, sat her on the bathroom sink, slid my cock in her arse, and let my piss run free, filling her butt, and washing out the cum, she looked at me and smiled saying, that's kinky, not to be out down, Carol grabbed Lee and told him to do the same, as he did, Pauline and I lay under her taking the free flowing piss from her and him. The night was just about done, the guys had empty balls and bladders, started to leave, Carol wanted to stay longer, so we said stay over if you want, so her and Lee slept In my bed while I cuddled up with Pauline for our last night together.
Js, Kc and Hs grew up in the same neighborhood, went to the same high school where the all three of them had a crush on the same girl, Samantha. Samantha is considered one of the most beautiful girl in the school with her long legs, fair skin, silky long dark brownish hair, slender body with 32B breast at that time. In order not to hurt their friendship, they promised not to compete with each other. They ended being closed friend with Samantha. She would often hung out with them after school, go movies together during weekend and she even met all the boys parents for dinner before. The boys parents all love her as she was very soft spoken, polite, well-mannered and smart, she teaches them some of the studies. It was during one of the study session in Js house that she lost her virginity to them. Hs is always the horny one, he always talk dirty to them during study session and sometimes Samantha would join in. That day, the boys were curious and ask her about female genitals, sex and kisses. Hs then ask her if he could kiss her as a lesson before Samantha could answer, Js & Kc wanna kiss her too. She shyly nod and they took turn to kiss her, mouth to mouth. Js were the last person to kiss her but he was the absurd one. He groped her breast while they lock lips, Samantha kept pushing his hands away but the more she push, the rougher he gets. Js manage to sneak his hands underneath her shirt and bra. She moaned a little and then quickly stop Js, this time with a firm “NO!”. Js apologize to her, she then excuses herself to toilet where she took a moment to cool down. Hs and Kc were heard scolding Js for ruining the moment. When Samantha came out from the toilet, they pretend as if nothing had happen. Js apologize to Samantha again and this time he were more aggressive than Hs. He asked if they could see her body, Samantha didn’t reject them but shyly look away. HS hug her and told her that he love her, Kc then hug her from behind telling her that he love her too. Js look at her from side, he too, told Samantha that he loved her since the day he first saw her. They told her that non of them confessed because of the pact that the made. It makes her giggled when she found out how silly they are. Hs then proceed to lock lips with her, she kisses him back. Hs carry her up and put her on the study table, they slowly strip her naked and enjoy the view of her body. She spread her legs wide open so they could see clearly her near bald fresh pussy. In order to be fair to all 3 of them, they get to put 1 of their finger in her together. She was dripping wet by the fingering she gets from all 3 of them. Js didn’t waste time and begin sucking her left breast and Kc suck her right breast while Hs lick her pussy. When it was time to hit the 3rd base, they all wanted to go first as they want to be the one that took her virginity. Samantha had to pick who do she want first, she wanted Hs who is the better looking one among all 3 of them to go first but she didn’t want to hurt the other two so she said the one with the smallest dick can go first. Lucky for her, Hs dick is the smallest with 4 inch, follow by Kc 5inch and then Js 6inch. Js requested that she give him a blowjob while Hs is in her, she agreed. While Hs find his way into her, she was licking Js dick while Kc wait for his turn. She chocked on Js dick as he roughly pushes deep into her throat while Hs thrust his dick as deep as possible into her. While shes getting fuck by Hs and have a dick in her mouth, Kc guide her hand towards his dick so she could give him a handjob. Hs didn’t last 5 minutes before he pulled out and came all over her stomach. Kc quickly continue and pushes his dick into her, she moaned a little. Hs walk towards her head and told Js to pull his dick out so she could clean his dick. She suck his heads clean and lick his balls while her hand stroking Js dick. Kc barely manage to pull out on time and couldn’t last more than 5mins too. It was Js turn, he pushes deep into her and it hit her cervix wall. She bit her lips trying hard not to make any noise, there is tears in her eyes. Js thrust harder each time, he asked if she’s alright. She only responded by nodding her head followed by a soft moan. It didn’t take long before Hs and Kc are back in the game again. They started at 2pm and they took turn with Samantha till dinner time, if Js parents didn’t ask them to go downstairs for dinner, they wouldn’t have stop. Samantha first time were one memorable moment that not many people would’ve ever imagine. When they were done, there is cum all over her face, hair, body so she quickly wash up a little before dinner. During dinner it was awkwardly silence with Js parents, only small polite gesture from Samantha. Js dad ask his driver to fetch them back while Js went back up to the bed room to rest. Ever since that incident, the three of them have this unique relationship with Samantha. She can be seen dating all 3 of them, sometimes in a group and sometimes individually. They even tell their own parents that Samantha is their GF depending on who’s house they do their home study in. However, the studies often leads to group sex. Samantha grades plummeted because of it as she spends most of the time sucking their dicks under study table when the boys are studying, the only time she really studies if when she’s having period but even so, she would still be giving them blowjob. The boys grade eventually got better when they finish high school, Samantha grade were average but she survive. During, college year…Hs & Kc got a girlfriend of their own but their relationship remains strong without the knowledge of their GF at that time. Their relationship with other girls always end as they couldn’t find a girl that is as special as Samantha. Satisfying them sexually wasn’t easy as day grew. Their unique relationship came to an end after College, Js parents end him overseas to study while Hs and Kc started working. Samantha wanted to further her studies too, so she went with Js. It was during this period that the bond between Js and Samantha grew stronger even though they do video call very often. Hs and Kc had to learned to live without her when they met Jene and Eva but is an On and Off relationship so they were still hoping for Samantha to come back to them. It was 3 years after Js and Samantha had left them. Js broke the news to them that he and Samantha were engaged. Js didn’t want to lose their friendship and told them that nothing is gonna be different, it will be only on paper that they are married. He told them that Samantha still love’s them and he want them to give him the blessing by being his best man. Samantha knew how much Js treasure his friendship, she too have a secret that she didn’t want Js to find out. She once love Hs more than Js, when she heard that Hs actually found someone else she were kinda jealous and sad but she kept thinking all were good as she is engaged to Js. When they went back home, Hs & Kc picked them up at the airport. Samantha were wearing hot pants so short and tight that it shows her cute bubble butt with spaghetti straps which show off her cleavage. Hs & Kc wanted to see if it really hasn’t change much so when Js is waiting for the luggage, they texted Samantha asking her to take off her bra for Kc and panties for Hs. It was obvious that her nipple is sticking out of her shirt, with lots of people looking at the arrival gate. When she saw Hs & Kc, she pick up her pace and hug them in front of the looking crowd. Hs gave her a peck at her cheek and then Kc too gave her a kiss. They both then hugged Js before moving to the parking lot. When they were paying the parking ticket, Js ask Samantha to give them what they asked for, she took out from her bag and gave it to them. Samantha weren’t aware that there’s a janitor there cleaning the floor and he saw what she pass to them. The janitor look old and tired, probably from a late shift or overworked but as soon as he saw Samantha, his eyes turned big. Hs asked Kc to pass him the bra that he just got from Samantha. He took the both the bra and panties, throw it near the janitor before asking her to take. The janitor were dumb struck by it as he look at a beautiful girl walks toward his direction with a slender body, her nipple were visible and a wearing short hot pants. She was such as tease that as soon as she pick both her panties and bra up, she put it on the janitor equipment tray and gave him a lovely smile before she turn around back to their arms. The janitor quickly smell her panties before keeping it. The boys were laughing all the way but Kc have something nasty in his mind. He always wanted to have sex in the airport and ask them if they have the same kinks as well. Samantha kisses Kc while waiting for the lift to the car park to arrive. Kc grab her butt until she hand to toe stand so she could reach her mouth, while they engage in a passionate kiss, the janitor kept looking until they enter the lift. Kc said there is toilet at the indoor car park area, they went into the men’s toilet together and planned to do it there. Luckily the toilet isn’t that dirty, the only downside was there is not air conditioning and it was kinda stuffy. Kc wasted no time in lifting Samantha up and put her on the toilet sink area. He pulled her strap down exposing her breast, he suck her pinkish nipple and move her hot pants to the side so he could finger her. He murmured things like do you miss me and how much he misses her in which she reply, “I thought you have Eva?” referring to his current GF. Kc told her that he treated Eva as a bubble and as his sex slave, he didn’t love her as much as Samantha. As Kc thrust deep and hard into Samantha, the sound of their body connects were so loud it have echoes. Samantha tried very hard to contain her moan but she couldn’t, it wasn’t long before the Janitor came. He didn’t dare to confront them so he just stood outside and peek. Upon learning that someone is there, Kc help Samantha to dress up and quickly leave that place. Samantha and Kc were sweating, they all shyly walks out with Js wrap his arms around her. As they walk toward the car, Samantha received a call from her parents. The boys were playing with her body, spanking and groped her cute butt while she was on the phone. There wasn’t many people around as it was an late arrival so she doesn’t mind at all. Her parents asked her to come home straight as they misses her and they wanted to meet their soon to be son in law too. Js said he don’t mind driving as Hs and Kc got lots of catch up to do. Right after they left the parking bay, Hs ask Samantha for blowjob and Kc could resume his moment with her. Js drive slow so they could have more times together but still it wasn’t enough so Js had to stop at the park near her house. There were other car there as well, there is other couple making out but nothing more. Samantha dad called and ask where were we and she came out with the reason that we are having supper first. In reality, his princess is riding and suck cocks. After they were done, she open up her luggage and change to a better cover up clothing. Hs and Kc left after dropping the newly engaged couple at the brides house. Samantha parents rushes out to hug their baby girl. Both her younger sis came out to greet her sis and brother in law. Samantha told her parent that she’s tired from the long journey home so she went to her room while Js stay at the living and chat with her parents first, her parents ask him to stay over. Js excuses himself and told his soon to be in laws that he’s tired, he took up the luggage for Samantha. He open the door to see Samantha naked, kneeling on the floor preparing to serve her future husband. Js look at her, a brief flashback of what she have done ever since they landed. A daddy little princess is his sex slave, a future hotwife.
Trailer Park Depravity – Gracie her Stepdad and Brother A step-dad and a step-brother hook up with their virgin step-daughter/step-sister. The Dad and Son don't mingle. They just take turns with the heroine. CHAPTER ONE RICK I watch as she scurries around the kitchen putting food onto plates. I can’t seem to pull my eyes away from her creamy, thick legs as she moves about the kitchen wearing one of my shirts. It’s something she always does on laundry day. The older she’s gotten over the years, the higher and higher the thing seems to be hitting on her fucking thighs. Thighs that seem to be taking up every one of my thoughts lately. Thighs I think about late at night when I stroke my cock. Thighs I want to part before feasting on what lies between them. I want to sneak into her room and taste that young pussy that I know still has a cherry. It’s in there and it needs to be taken. Running a hand over my face, I try to ease some of the tension, a tension that’s been building for months now. A hunger like I’ve never felt. It can’t be fed and is growing each day. I should’ve seen this coming. When little Gracie’s mom skipped town five years ago when Gracie was only thirteen, I made no move to track her down. She’d abandoned her in a trailer. I took her in before any other fuckers around here could get to her. I found out a year later she died from a drug overdose. The only guilt I felt was for Gracie losing her mother, but in all honesty she never really was one. I always kept a close eye on Gracie. She and her mom lived down the trailer court from me and my own son, Ty. It’s how I quickly realized her mother skipped town. I felt sorry for the little girl who ran around, dirty and mussed. Her mom always had men coming and going, and it worried me for the little girl who wasn’t so little anymore. I threated every man that entered her mother’s trailer that if they touched Gracie, it would be the last thing they ever did. My son and I often took shifts just watching their trailer. Then Ty snuck in and put some cameras around, so we knew none of the men ever tried to slip into little Gracie’s room. Watching her sleep even back then made me calm. There was always something about her that Ty and I couldn’t look away from. Her ass wiggles as she moves back and forth through the kitchen. I think her mother knew if she left, we’d have her under our roof in seconds. One she tried to get under, but I wasn’t interested in a cunt everyone in the trailer park fucked. I think in the end she was just happy there was someone else to take care of Gracie. Ty and I have been doing that for the past five years, but the older she got, the more things started to change. She even calls me daddy and tells people Ty is her bother. I didn’t see her as the dirty little girl anymore. Oh, I wanted to make her dirty, but in a whole different kind of way. As if finally noticing me, she turns her head, looking over her shoulder. “It’s almost done. I made your favorite.” She places a plate on the table before making her way over towards me. Her waist-length, snow-white hair bounces around her with each step, her tits doing the same. She’s old enough and got big enough titties that she should be wearing a bra, but she’s not. I think they still have some growing to do. Standing on her tiptoes, she gives me a kiss on the cheek. I clench my fist to stop myself from grabbing a hold of her and pulling her into me. Filling my hands with her lush ass while I find out if she has panties on under my shirt. I should tell her to stop dressing like this. That she’s putting me on edge. That I’m going to take the very thing she seems to be taunting me with. I’m not the only one who seems to be noticing her lately, either. Ty’s eyes follow her just like mine do. “Is Ty going to be here soon?” she asks, making another plate. “He stayed late to pull some overtime. He’ll be home in a little bit.” At my words she finishes making the plate, then puts it in the microwave. It’s something she always does when either one of us gets home late from the factory. We both know that no matter what when we walk in the door, she’ll have warm food on the table for us. If you ask me, her staying after she graduated from high school is going to seal her fate. You can’t walk around half-naked in front of two men and not think they aren’t going to want a taste. We live in a small town. Most of the population works at the local plastics factory. It’s not like you can go down the road to a local bar and get some easy pussy—unless you want to fuck the same thing everyone else is fucking over and over. Why would I want that when I have a sweet young pussy at home? I would smell her cunt as I stroked myself off into a pair of her little white panties. I lick my lips thinking about the pair I got out of her dirty clothes last night. I’d already ruined them. The smell of her pussy was long gone from them, coated and replaced by my scent. It wasn’t enough. I need more. I want to taste it straight from her cunt as I jack my cock. She has to be out of panties by now. I have a feeling Ty’s been doing the same thing, so between the two of us, we must have gone through all of them by now. Does that mean she doesn’t have anything on under that shirt as she moves around, her big tits bouncing with each step? “You’re not hungry?” she asks, standing next to the little table in the kitchen. She licks her thick bottom lip before her teeth sink into it. “It’s not what I want,” I grunt out, making no move to come closer to the table. “But it’s your favorite.” She looks down at the table, then her big, blue, innocent eyes meet mine in confusion. I make my way over to the table, pulling out my chair and sitting down. She follows suit, and I can feel her eyes on me as I dig in. I do love her pot roast, but today it holds no taste. I sink my teeth into the juicy meat, and with each bite my hunger grows. A hunger that wants to be sinking its teeth into something else. When I’m finished, I look over to see she hasn’t even taken a bite of her own food. She just watches me like she’s waiting for something. “Do you want more?” she asks, the same confusion from before coloring her tone. “It’s not what I wanted.” “I can make something else.” She scoots to the end of her chair like she’s about to get up. The action makes the shirt she’s wearing slide up her thighs. One little move and I could find out if she has those panties on or not. I grip her by the wrist, halting her movements, my eyes locked between her legs. It’s been years since a seen a bare cunt. Got my mouth and dick in one. In the back of my mind, I knew it was because I didn’t want some random cunt. I was waiting for what was going to be mine. “Show it to me.” My words come out thick. I don’t look up at her. I keep my eyes locked right where I want them. I feel her pulse pick up, but her fingers move to the hem of the shirt. Her hand comes between her legs as she lifts the shirt up just a little, showing me her simple white panties. “They smell like you. I found them in your room when I was cleaning.” CHAPTER TWO RICK “You trying to play games with me, Gracie?” I tear my eyes away from her pussy to look up at her face. “No, Daddy Rick.” She bites her bottom lip, and her cheeks flush pink. “You’re old enough now to start taking care of some extra chores around here. You’re a big girl now, and it’s time.” She nods nervously at me and starts to let the hem of my shirt drop from her hand. “Oh, no. Pick that up. You’re gonna be giving me some extra attention and making good on staying here. Your brother and I work hard to keep a good place for you. You like it here, don’t you, baby?” “Yes.” Her answer is quick as she nods her head. “We treat you good, don’t we?” I lean in a little, wanting to get closer. “Oh, yes. You know I love you both.” “And I love you, too, baby. It’s just time you did what women do.” I lick my lips and look back down at her pussy. “Do you know what I’m wanting?” “Y-yes.” I hear her swallow, and a nervous breath follows. “Come on then and stand up. Let me see your pussy. You’ve been getting them titties for a while now, and I know that cunt’s still fresh. I’ve been smelling it for weeks now, and it’s time I made use of it.” Slowly she starts to stand up, and my hand drops from her wrist to go to her waist. With my other hand, I push my empty plate away and move her to stand in front of me between my legs. Reaching under her shirt, I feel her warm skin tremble a little as my hands move to the waist of her panties. “You’re not gonna fight me, are you?” She shakes her head and bites her lips again as her cheeks turn red. “You want me to see it, don’t you, baby?” She closes her eyes but gives a slight nod. I smile a little, thinking how she’s probably young and horny. She’s never had anybody touch her like this. I’m sure she’s wanting to know what it feels like. “I’ll make it good for you, Gracie. Just put your ass on the edge of the table and lie back for me.” I slide her panties the rest of the way off as she sits on the edge of the table. She lies back. I push her shirt up, giving me a perfect view of her teenage pussy as I push her legs apart. She’s got blonde curls down there, but she’s as pink as a rose and sticky wet. I press my hands to the inside of her thighs and watch as her lips spread, showing me just how wet she is. “Goddamn, that looks good. I’m gonna have to taste it.” Reaching down, I unbutton my jeans and pull out my dick, never taking my eyes off her pussy. Her sweet scent fills my lungs and makes my mouth water. Fuck, she looks so fresh. I’ve never seen such a pretty pussy before. She’s virgin tight, her opening barely showing as I push her legs farther apart. I give my dripping cock a few strokes, lubing it up. I can’t stand just looking anymore. I lean in to get a quick lick of her pussy. She jumps at the touch, but I press her hips back down and look up at her. “Be still, Gracie. You’ve gotta do your chores now, and this is part of it.” I lean back down and lick her pussy again. This time she doesn’t jerk against me. She just lies still while I taste her. It’s been so long since I’ve had a woman, and I intend to keep Gracie. She’s gonna be giving me whatever I want, whenever I want it. I’ll make sure she’s taken care of and that she likes it when I touch her, but she’ll be open and ready for me as soon as my cock gets hard. I’m beating my cock fast as her pussy juice covers my tongue and lips. Her hips are starting to move with my strokes, and she’s getting louder. I bet she’s never even had an orgasm before, and I’m about to give her one with my mouth. Little Gracie’s first orgasm is gonna be on her daddy's mouth. Sucking her clit into my mouth, I lick it fast and feel her tense up. My own orgasm hits my balls and shoots up my dick as her pussy starts to pop against my mouth. She’s cumming on my face as my cum rolls down my fist in thick streams. I continue licking her tight pussy long after I cum, just enjoying the taste of her and the smell of her on my face. Giving it one last kiss, I look up to see her shirt has ridden up some, exposing her belly, and I give her a small kiss there. “You did good, Gracie. Real good. Did you like that?” She sits up a little, and I can see her cheeks are burning bright red. “Yes.” “I thought so. You got a sweet little pussy, baby. I think I’m gonna need you to come back to my room for a little bit tonight.” She bites her lip and nods her head a little. “Okay.” I sit back in my chair, my dick still out and cum still on my hand. “I think you need to clean this up for me first,” I say, looking down. “You made this mess. Think you should take care of it.” She slides off the kitchen table and hesitates for only a second before kneeling down in front of me. Her eyes grow big as she watches me stroke my still-hard cock with sticky cum all over it. “Hold the shirt up while you do it. I wanna see how big those titties really are.” Gracie reaches down and pulls up the shirt, showing me everything. Her tits are full, and her nipples are hard and pink, just begging for me to suck on them. Shyly, she licks her lips, then leans forward and licks my hand. I watch her boobs bounce as she tries to lick the cum off my fingers. I keep stroking my cock up and down. I should just make her suck my dick, but I like seeing her tongue chase the cum. I hear an intake of breath from my left, and I look over in time to see Ty standing in the living room watching us with his hands down his pants. Smiling, I turn back to watch Gracie finish cleaning me up. He can have his turn later. She’s mine right now. CHAPTER THREE TY I stare at the girl who has fueled every fantasy I’ve had since the time my cock could get hard. I watch intently as she licks my father’s cock clean. God, how many times had I thought about her wrapping her mouth around me as I dug my hands into her thick hair, guiding her untrained movements, making her take me all the way to the back of her throat and sucking my cum down? When she moved in with us, I knew I was in fucking trouble. I was a teenage boy trying to keep my hormones in check. Now in my early twenties, it hasn’t lessened with time. Not with her body coming of age, her tits straining in every goddamn shirt she wears. I’d spent way too much time with my dick in my hand with thoughts of her little pussy milking it. I’m going to have the real thing now. She’d nearly kill me when she’d try to crawl into my lap or when she’d want to wrestle on the living room floor. It’s a fucking miracle I haven’t taken that pussy by now. When I saw her cum on the table, it took everything in me not to walk towards them and suck one of her tits into my mouth, but I decided to wait. Let Dad have his fun, then I would have mine. I had no problem sharing her. She’s ours. I know her little young body will be able to handle both of us when we each take a turn. As if she feels my eyes on her, she turns her head, her big blue eyes going wide, caught in the act of sucking off her own dad while her brother watches. I rub my cock as I think about how it’s going to be when I finally get my hands on her. When I make her lick my cock clean after I’ve filled her full of me. I’ve been waiting for what feels like forever for this moment, and good old Dad just kicked in the fucking door for me. Now I’m going to walk right through. She jumps up, her blonde hair swaying around her as her shirt drops, hiding the perfect, little, hard nipples from me. “I put your dinner in the microwave,” she rushes to say as her whole face turns pink. Dad just leans back in his chair watching her. He seems to like to see her blush, too. It’s so goddamn innocent even after all she’d just done. Yeah, like I’m going to be eating the dinner she put in the microwave. All thoughts of food left my head the moment I walked into the trailer and saw her laid out on the dinner table. Now that was something I could get used to, something I want to come home to every night after a ten-hour shift in the factory. Dad bends down and picks her panties off the ground, making her turn even redder. “I-I’m,” she stutters, “going to my room,” she finally finishes, going to dart past me to the hallway that leads to the bedrooms. Dad just watches her go, then nods towards where she just tried to escape, telling me to chase her. I don’t need to be told twice. Watching her get off made me so goddamn hard, and now she’s going to let me use her body to get me off too. She gave me this hard-on, so she’s going to help me work it off. I follow her, catching her right before she tries to escape into her room. I pin her to the wall, her back pressed into my chest. She makes no effort to try to escape me. She just goes completely still. I brush her hair from her left shoulder. Leaning in, I lick her neck—needing her taste on my mouth—all the way up to her ear before I pull her earlobe between my teeth. Her skin is the softest thing I’ve ever felt in my life. I can only imagine how soft her pussy is going to be when I get inside it. “It’s my turn,” I tell her, nibbling at her ear before going back to licking and sucking her neck, wanting to leave a little mark on her. “Yes. It’s your turn” she mumbles, her head dropping back, giving me better access as she accepts her fate. I reach between us, freeing my cock once again. “Lift the shirt for me. Just like you did for Dad.” I feel her shirt slide up as my bare cock comes into contact with her naked ass. I settle into the crack of her ass, setting the head of my cock against her backdoor. She gasps as I push in just a little, just short of penetrating her. I grab her hip before I slide my hand up her body, enjoying the feel of her curves until I get one full tilt in my hand. I start to jerk my cock against her asshole, stroking myself as she keeps her shirt lifted for me. “I’m going to mark your ass because I’ll be the first one in there. I already saw the way Dad was looking at your pussy. He wants that cherry.” At my words, she pushes back on my cock—a silent agreement. A moan falls from her lips. I stroke myself harder, feeling my balls draw up, ready to explode. “But I’ll be getting that ass.” I bite her neck as I cum on her asshole, my whole body jerking against her as I squeeze her tit tighter in my hand, the hard nipples pressing into my palm. My cock empties onto her, marking what will be mine. When every drop leaves my cock, I drop away, my back hitting the opposite wall as she stays where I had her pinned. I watch my cum leak out of her and down her thighs, my cock coming back to life. “Go wash up and get into bed, Gracie,” I hear my dad say. I look up to see him standing at the end of the hallway, watching her. She jumps to, scurrying into her bedroom and closing the door behind her. I tuck myself back into my pants, and my father gives me a nod before making his way to his room. Looks like we’re both on the same page. CHAPTER FOUR RICK I give Gracie a little bit to clean up, biding my time and pacing out in the hallway in front of her door before I finally give in and go into her room. It’s dark out now, but I’m sure she’s still awake. She’s a smart girl, and she knows what I want. And if she doesn’t, she’ll know when I come down on her little body. I walk in and shut the door behind me. Her room is small, and her bed is pushed up against the wall that she and Ty share. He’s probably gonna hear everything I do to her. Me fucking her and those little pants and moans will carry through the thin walls of the trailer. He’ll hear the sounds of me breaking her in for him. I have no doubt he’ll be in here soon after to get his, too. Sweet little pussy like this won’t stay empty long once I get that cherry popped. Get her pussy all warm and willing, begging to be fucked. I see her sit up in bed, and the pink cover falls down around her waist, revealing she’s still wearing my T-shirt. Probably still got nothing on underneath it. My cock is still hard after she used her mouth to clean me up, and I’m ready to put it to good use. “Take that off and lie back.” She knows what’s coming. She doesn't even hesitate at my command. She’s just so willing and ready. It makes me wonder if she’s been edging for this for a while now. That maybe all those skimpy outfits weren’t by chance. More to tempt us. Break us to take her. She’s about to get what she’s been asking for. She reaches down and grabs the end of the shirt, pulling it off her body slowly and dropping it to the floor. Her fat tits bounce as she slides down under the covers and lies flat on her back, offering herself to me. I walk over slowly, taking off my shirt and tossing it on the floor, then undoing my jeans as I look down at her. I’m finally getting to see what I want. Something I’ve spent many nights thinking about while I stroked myself to release. She’s even better than I could have imagined. That I’ve made it this long without coming into her room and taking her is a fucking miracle. “Pull that blanket away and show me your pussy,” I tell her as my eyes roam down her body. Slowly she peels the blanket off her and shows me what I want to see: her naked body laid out on her mattress, ready for me to climb on top of her. “Spread your legs, Gracie. I want to see it.” I slip off my jeans as she parts her legs and her cunt opens up for me. I lick my lips while I look at it, thinking about how sweet it tasted earlier. Once I’m naked, I crawl onto the bed with her and move between her legs. I dip my fingers down to test her out and feel that she’s soaked. She wants this. She’s getting off on the idea of me fucking her. “Little pussy must need some cock, yeah?” Her cheeks burn with her blush, which spreads down to her chest, and she bites her lip. Grabbing my cock, I rub the tip in her wetness before moving to her virgin entrance, just barely putting the tip of my cock inside her. “Fuck, I’m about to nut just thinking about getting in this sweet cunt. Lick your fingers and rub your clit, baby. I’m gonna ride you hard.” She brings two fingers to her mouth, sucking them in. The sight reminds me of when she licked my cock, and it makes cum leak from me into her virgin hole. She brings the fingers between us and starts stroking herself. Her pussy clenches around the head of my cock and I thrust fully into her, breaking her cherry, giving her what she was begging for, feeling her fresh pussy squeeze my dick. She cries out, and I lean down and kiss her lips to try to ease some of the pain. Her full lips soften as my tongue sweeps inside her mouth, tasting her kiss and helping calm her down. Holding still inside her, I give her time to adjust to my cock. After a second, I break the kiss and move my lips to her ear. “Shhh. It will only hurt just this once, baby. After this, you’ll be able to open up and take me whenever I want.” She will be, too. There’s no going back now. The feel of her pussy closing around me is the greatest thing I’ve ever felt, and no way will I be giving it up. I don't give a shit what other people think. She’s mine, and I’m keeping her. She had her chance to leave when she turned eighteen and she didn't. Letting me take her virgin-tight pussy just sealed her fate because it’s going to be taking my cock every day until I take my last breath. No pussy could ever live up to this, and I’m not even going to try to find out if one could. Because I know it fucking couldn’t. I start to move a little, just shallow thrusts, but after a few seconds I can’t take it anymore. I pull out almost all the way before thrusting back into her fully, rutting away. A loud moan escapes her throat, and I reach up, putting my hand over her mouth, wanting her to hear what I have to say. “Ty’s probably in his bedroom jerking off to you getting fucked in here. Thinking about your virgin blood coating my raw cock, just waiting for his turn.” I feel her pussy get wetter, and I realize she must like the idea of us taking turns on her. That’s good because we will be. She could add this task to her daily chore list. Making sure Daddy and brother get their cocks wet. Milking out every drop of our releases every day like a good little girl. “You want that, baby? You want him to come in here after I cum in you, and fuck you, too?” She moans around my hand covering her mouth, and I fuck her harder, making the bed hit the wall with each thrust. Let him hear how good she’s taking it and how hard I’m giving it to her. “Might as well work you good. Although he’s probably gonna want your ass for himself. Me? I just want this fresh teenage pussy waiting on me anytime my dick goes north.” I feel her fingers move between us as she starts to rub her clit. I fuck her faster. My dick is being squeezed to death by her tight cunt, and I won’t last much longer. It’s bittersweet. I want the moment to last longer, but I want to coat her cunt with my cum. I remind myself that I can do that anytime I want now. “Fuck, you’re doing great, baby girl. I’m close. Such a good little girl taking care of my cock. So fucking good to me.” The headboard keeps smacking the wall that connects her room to Ty’s, but I don’t care. I can’t slow down. There’s no stopping me now. She’s taking all of me and getting off to it. Her body tenses up, and she screams around my hand as her climax floods through her body. I thrust in one final time, as deep as I can go, and fill her full of my warm cum. I’ve never had pussy this tight or this wet. She’s fucking perfect. I lean down and put my mouth on her hard nipple, sucking it into my mouth before letting it out with a loud pop. Big titties like hers need lots of attention, and I plan on getting my fill of them. “I’m gonna go ahead and step out for a little bit and let you clean up. You did real good, baby,” I say, kissing the tip of her nose. She smiles at me as I lean down and kiss her lips. I’m still hard and want to take her again, but I know after her first time she’s going to be sore. When I pull out, I see her flinch, and that’s how I know I should wait. I feel my cum slide out with my cock, and I have to grit my teeth to keep from pushing it back inside her. I kiss her lips again and sit up, looking down at my cock covered in cum and her virginity. I start to put my clothes on. “Your brother is probably waiting for his turn now. You going to take him, too? Take care of both men of the house?” “Yeah, Daddy. I will.” She bites her lip and smiles at me as she watches me put my jeans and shirt back on. I look between her legs and see my cum leaking out of her. I took her without protection, and I don’t give a shit. The idea of her scurrying around the kitchen, making our dinner with her belly swollen, has me wondering how soon I can get back in her and drop another load. I lean down and give her another quick kiss. “Good night, baby. ” I say, walking out of her room. When I get outside, I close the door behind me and see Ty exit his room beside hers. “Her pussy is gonna be sore for a day or two. Go easy on her,” I tell him. If we want to bind her to us, we have to be good to her. Give her what she needs. He nods at me, and I look down to see his dick tenting the front of his shorts. He’s horny as fuck, and I can’t blame him. She’s a real sweet piece of ass, and he’s ever never gotten his dick wet before. In a small town like this one, there aren’t a lot of options. Plus, he’s only ever wanted her. I could hear him some nights in his room getting himself off while grunting her name. “You probably ought to sleep with her tonight. You know, make her feel good. Sometimes she crawls into bed with me, so I know she likes company.” I’d never touched her before, which had gotten real hard over the past few month, but after tonight, I know what I’ll be doing the next time she comes and gets in my bed. Pussy like that needs to be taken care of. And she won’t be begging to cum. We’ll be giving it to her regularly. I grip Ty’s shoulder as I pass him and then go to my bedroom to pass out. That cunt sucked the life out of me, and I need some shut-eye. I can only imagine what Ty’s gonna do once he gets his dick in her. She’s damn perfect. CHAPTER FIVE TY I watch my dad adjusts himself before he heads down the hallway towards his own bedroom. I feel a smile pull across my face. It had always just been my dad and me until Gracie came into our lives. Now she’s going to really belong to us. I’d already cum two times now. Once when I’d pushed her up against the wall in the hallway, marking her ass, and the second time was listening to her moans as she lost her virginity. I could hear the hard pounding she took as her headboard beat against the wall. I’d matched my strokes to the thrusts I could hear. When she cried out, I lost it, cumming all over myself. I’m still fucking hard, and I’m not coming out of her room until my cock finally goes down. I don’t care how long it takes. If I have to call in sick to the factory tomorrow, she’s going to work this hard-on off until it finally goes down. I don’t care if I have to sleep with my fucking dick inside her. I push the door open to find her sitting naked on the side of the bed, her thighs open, her eyes on her own pussy. Hearing me, her head snaps up and her eyes meet mine. She goes to close her legs. “Keep them open,” I tell her as I move towards her. I reach into my shorts and pull my cock out. “You did this to me. Do you know that? You’ve made things real hard growing up around here with you walking around tempting me.” I stroke my cock, and her eyes go to it as she licks her lips. “I did it on purpose,” she finally admits, pulling her eyes up to mine. “I’ll make it up to you. You can do whatever you want to me. I belong to you guys. Always have.” As I hear her words of submission, my cock leaks cum. Using it to lube my strokes, I look down at her and think of all the things I want to do. “Get on your knees and take care of this, Gracie. Then I want your ass. Dad says your pussy is sore, but you’ve got another place you can take a cock.” She moves from the edge of the bed and drops to the floor in front of me without hesitation. She’s completely naked as she kneels before me, her big blue eyes looking up at me, and she opens her mouth. “Stick your tongue out.” She does what I say as I start to jack my cock. I hold the head of my dick to her warm tongue as I stroke the shaft up and down. Big drops of cum land on her tongue, but she doesn’t move. She just kneels there, mouth open, taking what I give her. “You’re a fucking tease, Gracie. You’re lucky we didn’t take you sooner.” I watch as her hand slips down between her legs, and it makes me cum a little more. She’s getting off to sucking her brother’s dick. “You like this? You like Dad and me coming in here and using you? Looks like you’ve been asking for it for a while now. You should be happy we’re finally giving you what you begged for.” Her hand speeds up and so does mine. This is hotter than anything I ever could have imagined. I’ve never been with anyone because I always fantasized about Gracie. There aren’t really a lot of girls in town, but even if there were, she was the only one who ever made my cock ache. “Rub it to the same speed as me, Gracie. I want us to cum together, brother and sister, at the same time.” She moans at my words, and I leak out more cum on her tongue. I see her arm move in time with mine, and I watch as her body tenses up, little moans coming from her. She’s as close as I am, so I stop trying to hold back and cum in her mouth. “Fuck,” I grunt as cum shoots out of my cock and into her mouth. She goes off at the same time, letting out a loud shout and then swallowing me. Her lips squeeze around the tip of my cock, and then she sucks the last bit of cum out of me. The feeling is so fucking good that I want to cum all over again. Her little tongue comes out and goes inside my hole, as if seeking any little remaining drops. I’m hard all over again thinking about how greedy my sister is for me. “That’s enough. Keep sucking like that and I’ll want to fuck your mouth again.” She pulls away from my cock and looks up at me, licking her lips and giving me a little smile. Her hand lazily rubs her pussy, and I can see she’s still horny for it. “You wet enough for me to get in your ass, or you got some lotion?” “I’m wet,” she whispers, and the dark blush hits her cheeks. “Let me see.” She spreads her legs a little, and I reach down to where her fingers are. “Baby sis, you’re soaked. This should be enough.” I play with her pussy for a second, just feeling her. She’s warm, and her sticky cum is dripping out of her. “Get on the bed and pull your knees up. I want to take your ass from the front so I can see your tits.” She does what I say, getting on the bed and lying on her back with her knees pulled up to her chest. I follow her, getting between her legs. Her pink asshole is so pretty, and I can’t wait to put my cock in it. Rubbing my cock across her pussy, I wet it with her juices. The feeling of her pussy on my cock almost has me cumming again, so I put the head of my dick to her asshole and let out a little on it. I figure I might as well use it to lube her up, even though she’s plenty wet enough to take me. I press the head of my cock into her opening, and the tight ring barely allows my entry. I move my fingers up to her clit and rub it a little, trying to get her to relax. After a few strokes, she takes a deep breath, and I feel her ass open up a little for me. “That’s it, baby sis. Just take a deep breath and let me in.” As I rub her clit a little more, she relaxes the rest of the way, and I’m able to slip my lubed cock into her tight ass. “Oh, God,” Is all I can say as my eyes roll to the back of my head, and I nearly pass out from the feeling. The impossibly tight heat takes more of my cock, and I feel cum coming out of the head as I inch inside her. “Ty,” she whispers, and I open my eyes to look down to see Gracie lost in pleasure. Her eyes are closed, and I see her arm moving. It’s then I notice she put her hand on top of mine on her pussy and is moving my fingers on her clit. She’s using me to get herself off, and it’s hot as fuck. I move in shallow thrusts, in and out of her ass until it’s a smooth ride. Once she’s taken all of me and I can glide in and out of her, I start to fuck her ass like I’ve always wanted to. I lean down and suck one of her fat nipples into my mouth, loving the feeling of the soft flesh on my tongue. I suck in as much of her tit as I can while still steadily going in and out of her. The headboard starts to hit the wall, and I smile around her nipple. It’s clear she’s getting it good in here from the sounds of her bed tonight. She speeds up our hands, and I feel her body tense up. “Cum, Gracie,” I say as I move to her other nipple. “Cum while I fuck your tight little hole.” She throws her head back as I bite her nipple, and she cums loudly, shouting her release. Her wetness leaks out of her pussy and runs down to her ass and the feeling has me going off. I stop trying to hold back, and I hold myself inside her as I cum in her ass. Her back entrance squeezes me to the point of near pain, and it’s almost impossible to cum. I have to force it out, but it makes the nut that much sweeter. “Goddamn,” I moan, as the last of my cum fills her up. It’s all I can do to keep myself up as I nearly collapse on top of her. Lifting my head from her chest, I feel Gracie’s fingers in my hair. I look up into her eyes and smile at her. Her smile matches my own. I give her a gentle kiss and feel her kiss me back. It’s soft and sweet, a contrast to what we just did. I like it. That I can be dirty with her, but we can still be sweet, too. My cock twitches in her ass, and it makes her giggle. “You like that?” I say, looking down at her. “Yes,” she whispers, biting her lip. “Good. There’s more to come.” CHAPTER SIX GRACIE My whole body feels well loved, probably because it is. When Ty took me to the shower and washed me, not leaving the place untouched, I’d gotten a look at myself in the mirror and saw the evidence of what I’d done. I looked different. My lips were swollen from the kisses they both gave me. My neck and breasts showed little marks and red spots where their facial hair had rubbed against my soft skin. I’d never felt more beautiful than in that moment. Ty had said the same thing as he stood behind me, looking in the mirror at me. He told me this was how I was supposed to look. That I was theirs and they’d make sure I always looked like this. Well loved by the both of them. Now Ty’s arms are wrapped around me tightly, spooning me in bed as he buries his face in my hair. His warm breath against my neck makes me smile. I never thought I’d get this. Over the past year, my feelings for Daddy and Ty had grown into something different. I’d always loved them, but it started to change. I’d started to feel things that I’d never felt before. I wanted us to be a real family, but I was scared they would reject me, or worse, make me pick between them, something I could never do. I loved them both so much, needed them both. I wasn’t even sure if they would want me like that. If I just wasn’t some girl they had to take care of. Then I’d found my panties in Daddy’s room. When I brought them to my nose, I knew he had used them to masturbate. I might have been a virgin, but I wasn’t that naïve. How could I be? Hell, I was lusting after my stepbrother and stepfather. I’d put them on, then slipped on one of Daddy’s shirts. I wanted to bait him. To see if I could get him to make a move. It was a risk, but I had to try. It was so hard being here and not being able to touch them like I wanted. To show them how much I loved them. When he did react, it felt like everything was starting to make sense. That I was getting something that I’d always wanted. But when Ty walked in and came at me, too, everything clicked firmly into place. I didn’t have to choose. I was theirs. My whole body is exhausted after all we’ve done, but excitement pumps through me making me unable to sleep. All I can think about is tomorrow. Wanting to live each day like we did today. One of Ty’s hand moves, cupping my bare breast as the other hand slides between my legs. He starts rubbing his fingers against my clit, and I smile. “You awake, baby?” Ty’s sleepy voice asks. I can only moan my response. “Seems I didn’t wear you out enough. Sorry, sis. I’ll make it up to you.” He moves over my body as he starts to slide down between my legs, spreading my thighs wide for him, his fingers digging into me as his warm breath tingles against my pussy. “I won’t stop until you pass out this time,” he says before his tongue flicks across my clit. And he doesn’t stop until I finally pass out. CHAPTER SEVEN RICK I wake up stretching, feeling a sweet ache through my body. My cock is hard and making a tent in the covers, so I reach down and take it in my hands. I give it a few strokes as I think of the same thing I always do when I get myself off. Sweet little Gracie. It’s then the day before floods back to me, and I realize I don’t have to do this myself. Gracie is ours now. I can have her whenever I want. Feeling a wicked smile pull at my face, I call out for her. “Gracie! Come in here, baby!” I wait a second, not calling out again because I know she’ll come, I hear the bedroom door open, and I look over. She’s naked, her long blonde hair wild like she’s been well used, and I see a blush on her cheeks. It makes me fucking harder seeing her like this. Knowing I can have her whenever the fuck I want. All I have to do is call out her name and those sweet legs will spread for me. Pushing back the covers, I show her my dick, which is jutting up and begging for attention. I swear the thing only gets hard for her. If only she knew how much she owned me. “Come over and climb on Daddy, baby.” She bites her lip and walks over to the bed, her wide hips swaying, her heavy, full tits bouncing with each step. She slowly climbs on the bed and tries to put her leg over my waist. I grab her hips and have to help steady her as she straddles my body. I reach down and hold my cock to her opening as she lowers onto it. I can see she’s already wet for it. “Fuck, that’s is, baby girl.” Her warm wetness slides on my dick, and I thrust up, not wanting to wait any longer to be fully seated inside her tight little cunt. Once she’s wrapped her pussy around my cock, she sits there, still looking at me like she doesn’t know what to do. I smile up at her. The innocence in her expression makes cum leak from the head of my cock. “Move up and down, Gracie. Jack my cock off with your pussy,” I encourage her. She places her hands on my chest and starts to move up and down. Her tight pussy glides easily up and down my thickness as she gets me off, her head falling back, her hair tickling my balls. It makes me want to cum already, but I bite it back, wanting to watch her cum first. A knock on the door has me looking over to see Ty standing in the doorway of my bedroom. Gracie stops moving her hips back and forth on my cock and looks over her shoulder back at him. He’s naked and his dick is hard, so I assume he wants a piece of this sweet pie, too. “Sorry, Dad. I’ve got to go into the factory early today. Mind if I go first so I’m not late?” “Sure. Just make it quick.” Ty walks over to her and lifts her off my cock. She moans as I slip free of her pussy. I watch as Ty bends her over the side of the bed. She spreads her legs, and Ty pushes into her from behind. They both moan as her eyes lock on mine. I sit there and watch her titties sway as he fucks her hard for a few minutes. Their movements shake the bed. I wonder how much more that pussy of hers can take. It only lost its cherry hours ago. “Goddamn,” he grunts, as he takes what he needs from her cunt, and she moans into the mattress. Just before he cums, he pulls out and jerks his cock off on her ass. Her fingers go between her legs and she rubs her pussy, cumming with him as he squirts onto her back and she cums on her hand. Once they’re both finished, Ty reaches down and picks up a T-shirt from the floor, using it to wipe her back off before placing a kiss on the center of her spine. I reach down and grab her, pulling her back up on the bed so she can go back to fucking my cock. I’m hard as hell waiting for my turn, and I’m ready to get off. Ty comes up beside the bed and kisses Gracie on the lips real sweet as she lowers onto my dick. “Bye, sis. I’ll see you when I get home tonight.” I see her slip her tongue into his mouth before they pull back, and he walks out of the room to go get ready for work. “Your turn, Daddy,” she says happily, looking down at me as she starts to ride my cock again. That sweet pussy sucks me right inside, and I have to hold back to keep from nutting so fast. “Goddamn, you feel tight. You’re such a good girl. Doing your morning chores just like I told you.” She grinds her cunt down on me, rubbing her clit hard when she gets to the base of my cock. I feel her clench around me, and I grab her hips harder, helping her get off while I’m in her. “That’s it. Get off on me, baby.” I feel my cock buried deep in her, and I can’t hold back any longer. I start cumming inside her fresh cunt, filling that little pussy up with all of me. Her mouth falls on mine as I pump inside her, my pulses triggering her own orgasm. When her sweet tongue comes out, I lick her in return, wanting her to know how proud I am of her. I keep her on my cock as she cums all over it, my own cum running down between us. I want her at least once more before I have to get up and get ready for work. “This time I want you to turn around and straddle me, baby. I want to see your asshole while you ride me.” CHAPTER EIGHT TY “What are you doing?” I growl, not liking what I’m seeing in front of me. Gracie turns at my words, her face lighting up, but the smile quickly drops when she sees my expression. Dad and I both switched our shifts a little, not wanting Gracie to be at home alone without us as much as possible. I’d be going in earlier now, but getting home sooner, and Dad would go in later so he could be with her in the mornings. It seems we had the right idea. We weren’t the only ones who had noticed Gracie wasn’t so little anymore, and dipshits like Cody from two trailers down were going to try and make a move. That wasn’t fucking happening. She’s ours. “Hey, Ty. Gracie was just letting me borrow some sugar.” He reaches out and runs a finger down her bare arm. “Weren’t you, little Gracie?” I’m on him instantly, my hand around his throat as I drop him to the floor. His head hits the linoleum so fucking hard I’m sure he has to be seeing stars. I hear Gracie gasp from behind me, probably shocked by my act of rage. I’ve never had reason to get mad before, but I’m making it fucking clear that only Dad and I can ever touch her. We’ve been waiting years for her to be ours. I lean in real close next to his ear, not wanting Gracie to hear what I’m going to say as he tries to pry my hand away from his throat. I only dig my fingers in deeper, knowing there’s going to be a nice fucking bruise for everyone around here to see. “You so much as fucking look at her and I’ll make sure no one ever sees you again. There’re a whole lot of woods around here, and I got no problem digging a fucking hole to drop you in.” He just keeps choking at my words, trying to get oxygen. “Nod your head if you get me.” He jerkily nods his head fast. “Now I’m going to let you go, and you’re going to get the fuck out of here and spread the word real wide. No. One. Touches. Our. Gracie.” I bellow the last words, wanting Gracie to hear that part. I release him and he jumps up, high-tailing it out of the house, the front door slamming behind him. I get up off the floor and turn to see Gracie, wide-eyed and backed up into the corner next to the kitchen sink. I take her in. She’s breathing a little heavily and that half-panicked look is still on her face. I go to her, lifting her up and sitting her ass on the edge of the counter. “You always let people in our home when we aren’t here?” “No, I-I.” She stumbles over her words. “I was just trying to be friendly. It was just Cody, and he said he needed some sugar for his coffee.” “He wanted what was ours,” I tell her, leaning down so I’m in her space. “No one gets in here but us.” I slide my hand up under her dress. “Who does this belong to?” I move her panties to the side as I stroke her clit with my finger. Her head falls back and she moans. I move my mouth to her neck. “Tell me whose pussy this is, Grace,” I push, this time biting into her neck, wanting to leave a mark on her. She jerks against me, pressing herself more into my hand. Trying to get my fingers where she wants them. “The McCains.’ It belongs to the McCains.” I love the way she says it, like she’s begging. God, we got to make her a McCain, too. Fill her with a few McCain babies to keep her planted right here where she belongs. “Damn right it is. And this cock is yours. All yours, baby. Isn’t it? Only you get to milk release from it. Only you get it hard.” “Yes. Please,” she begs. “And you’ll take care of it whenever I tell you to, won’t you? Drop to your knees and suck me off or bend over and show me that pussy until I get what I want. Until you’re dripping with me.” She reaches for the fly of my jeans, but I grab her hands to stop her. A pleading look hits her face. I can tell she’s needy for it. “I’m going to fuck you on this floor, and you’re going to scream my name over and over again until you lose your voice and I finally get rid of this hard-on I’ve had all day thinking about coming home to you. Then everyone in this fucking neighborhood will know that Gracie’s pussy belongs to the McCains and to stay the fuck away from it.” I don’t wait for a response. I pull her off the kitchen counter and lay her out on the floor. I flip her dress up and rip her panties from her body before undoing my belt and zipper, freeing my cock while I fall on top of her. Reaching between us, I guide myself inside and thrust home. Using my free hand, I rip at the top of her dress until one of her tits slips free, and I suck it into my mouth as I rut back and forth. I don’t even care that I’m still fully clothed. I need this. After seeing someone else touch her, I want to mark her, remind her who she belongs to. I can’t tell you how many hours I fucked her on the kitchen floor. It wasn’t until I could barely move that I slipped my cock free of her, a stream of my cum running out with it. The sight had my cock, which had finally gone down, jerking a little in satisfaction. I pulled her off the floor and carried her to the bathroom. “I have to make Daddy dinner,” she mumbles, resting her head against my shoulder, making me smile. “I’ll make him something. I’m going to clean you up, then you’re going to take a nap. Dad’s gonna be pissed when he finds out about Cody, and you’re going to have to make it up to him.” CHAPTER NINE RICK Warm lips wrap around my cock, and I feel the whole thing being swallowed into a mouth. I moan and stretch my legs, feeling the head of my dick bump into something as a wet little tongue comes out to barely flick my balls. I smile to myself with my eyes closed and reach down to grip Gracie’s hair, holding her down on my cock and making her swallow around me. After a second I let go of her, and she comes off my cock, crawling up to me. “You sneaking in my room again, baby?” She reaches down between us, grabbing my cock and sliding it to her soaked pussy. “You were supposed to be sleeping with Ty tonight. Why are you sneaking in here, getting me all hard? You horny?” She slides down my dick, taking all of it easily, and my hand goes up to rub on her big pregnant belly. “I woke him up, too.” She blushes, and I feel her needy pussy clench around my cock. She’s so fucking horny lately, being as pregnant as she is. It’s a good thing she’s got two hard cocks always ready to please her. “Go ahead, baby. Ride Daddy and get it all out of your system.” My cock is pretty much a toy for her to fuck when she gets like this. She’ll ride me all night if I let her. Normally she sleeps with Ty, but she’ll sneak in here with me sometimes, saying she wants Daddy. Ever since she got pregnant we’ve been having to fuck her twice as much as we did before, and it’s been heaven. Her tight cunt drips as it moves up and down my cock, and I look down to see where we’re connected. It’s still dark out, but I can see my cock glistening with her need, and the thick veins in my dick strain from fucking her so much. I keep my big hand on her belly as she bobs up and down, cumming on me over and over. It takes barely a touch to get her to go off now, and I just lie there, letting her get off. “Poor needy cunt,” I say, smiling up at her. “Get off again and then suck me off, Gracie. You started with your mouth and that’s how you're going to finish it.” She clenches around me and cums again, this time seating herself fully on my cock and pulsing around it. “Daddy,” she moans and rubs her pussy juices all over me. After a second she lifts up and moves down to my cock. I put my arms behind my head, and I watch her lick up the mess she made as she jacks me off. “I said suck it, baby.” She smiles up at me as she opens her mouth, taking all of me to the back of her throat. It takes only a few seconds before I’m fucking into her mouth and cumming. She drinks me down quickly, not spilling a drop, and it feels so fucking good getting drained by her sweet little mouth. When she’s finished, she climbs up my body and lies on top of me as best as she can with her belly. I rub my hands up and down her side, over her baby bump, and then to her breasts. “You wanna sleep with me tonight, or you going back to Ty?” She moves her hips to where my cock is pressed to her opening again. “Gracie.” It’s a warning. I know what she’s trying to do. She’s trying to sneak in another fuck. “Daddy,” she whispers, and my cock jerks in response. I won’t deny her what she needs, and this is one of those nights when she just needs dick inside her the whole time. “Alright. But one more time and then you’re going to sleep. You need your rest. For the baby, too,” She sits up and smiles at me, straddling my cock once again. I hear the bedroom door open and Ty is standing there, sleepily rubbing his eyes. He’s as hard as I am, and I know she’ll be happy he’s “up.” Gracie doesn't break stride as she keeps fucking me, her wet pussy making sucking sounds as she presses down on the base of my cock and then pops back up. “I’m ready, sis, when you’re done.” Her cunt grips onto me at his words. “Greedy little pussy is wanting all the cock tonight. Aren’t you, baby girl?” She tilts her head back, her big swollen titties bouncing as she rides me. I see a couple drops of milk drip down from them, and I can’t help leaning up and sucking her fat nipple in my mouth. The sweet taste of milk hits my tongue and I cum hard inside her. Fuck, it’s fast and fierce, but I can’t hold back. Her hands grip me closer to her as she pulses around me and cums on my dick. I take my mouth away from her nipple and fall back on the bed. “Jesus Christ, that milk is so fucking sweet.” Reaching up, I swipe up another drop off with my thumb and stick it in my mouth. “Go ahead and take care of Ty, baby. You’re a good girl.” She smiles as she slides off my cock and turns to go follow her brother into the other room. But before she exits, she comes back and leans over me, giving me a kiss with tongue. Just as she pulls away, she leans down and whispers in my ear. “I’ll be back, Daddy.” I laugh and spank her bottom as she runs out giggling and jumps into Ty’s arms. I reach down and rub my cock and wait. THE END!
Wednesday was their day. Anne would drop her kids off at school and come straight to the hotel room he texted to her the night before. She was a godsend and easily the best sugar baby he’d ever had. Ann was 27, about 5’2’ with sandy brown hair, green eyes and a smile that would melt the polar icecap. She had told him she had been married for 10 years now…but her husband had no clue that she was a sugar baby. Ann had great hips and very nice 34 B or C tits. She didn’t have to be at work until 1pm on Wednesday so they had a good 4 hours to play. He’d brought her a cup of coffee and a donut and placed it next to the envelope with her allowance. She thanked him when she stepped into the room …and gave him a long slow kiss hello…It was late October and she was wearing a sweater and jeans …and carried her work clothes on a hanger. She sat on his lap to drink the coffee while they exchanged pleasantries…Her daughter had been battling an ear infection so he asked about that while he ran his hand up inside her sweater…She laughed as she answered saying “She’s better thanks…but God your hands are freezing!”…He pulled his hand out and she smiled and placed it between her legs …making eye contact as she said” Let’s warm them up shall we. ” She kissed him again deeply while his hand rested there… He removed her sweater and bra and took her nipple in his mouth as she sighed in appreciation. After a few minutes she rolled off his lap and stood before him…She kicked off her shoes and took off her jeans before kneeling between his legs…She reached up and unbuckled his belt …he stood for a second so she could pull the pants and boxers down freeing his erection…She smiled and said…seemingly more to his cock than to him…”I’ve missed you” She took him in her mouth slowly moving up and down it’s growing length. She licked the tip and paid due attention to his balls as well…much in the manner he had showed her he liked. He pushed her away…as he sensed that he may have only one bullet in the chamber this morning …She had gotten him to two sometimes and three that one time…but today…probably not. She took his hand and led him to the shower…where they renewed the action…The hot water felt wonderful he thought as they washed one another’s hair and then bodies…He stepped out of the shower first while she finished rinsing her hair…He dried her with one of the big white towels and carried her to the bed…He held her semi-dry body closely and bent down to kiss her breasts…and elicited a low groan from Ann…He slid down and started to pay attention to her beautiful pussy….just the way she liked it…with two fingers inside and lots of tongue action…followed after a few minutes with him using his lips to suck directly on her slightly protruding clit...She came very hard screaming “Oh God! Oh Fuck! Oh God! Oh Fuck! It had been at Ann’s instigation about a month ago that they took an entire session working thru one another’s likes and dislikes…stopping frequently for what she called ‘coaching”. She didn’t like any of the commercial lubes and she hated it if he spit on her for lubrication…which she claimed was all unnecessary if he just did things right …for her…her body would supply any lubrication needed…He on the other hand liked it all a bit messy and loved it when she spit on his cock. They had worked on each position and preferred sequencing…At first he had found the whole thing a bit weird…but came to appreciate her thoughtful approach to sex…He wondered if she had done the same with her husband…but he never asked. Today, Ann just let him take control. After she recover from her hard climax…She whispered in his ear, “I am here for your pleasure” a signal they had worked out to let him know to take charge and that she will do whatever he asks… He laid down on the bed and motioned for her to mount him. She straddled his cock facing him and slowly lowered herself onto it…Gasping in pleasure and her pussy engulfed him…She posted as if riding a horse and could see from his expression that he loved it…he placed both hands on her tits and kneaded the nipples gently (another coaching point!) …He lifted her off him Just as her own orgasm was starting appear on the horizon…He pulled her to the edge of the bed so he could mount her doggy style…both of their favorites…He entered her roughly and just started pounding away…His forcefulness excited her and he could hear it in her moaning…but he was just racing to the finish line.. He thought about cumming in her tight and lovely ass…(which was usually only on the menu when she left him in complete command)…he was just too excited to change holes…His urgency had added to her own arousal and she came again ( with the same Oh God! Oh Fuck! soundtrack) when she felt him explode inside her… They both climbed under the covers and snuggled as has become their practice at least while she was on this schedule…He checked his phone and set an alarm so they didn’t oversleep if in fact they did nap…The alarm woke them both and she checked to see if he was up for a final quickie…but he demurred…She took another shower and got herself ready…When she was ready she kissed him and said,” Thanks Daddy….See you next week” She was counting her allowance money walking to the car and noticed he had added a gift card..He smiled as he closed the door behind her.
Jennifer was waiting for him again and her mind drifted off to how she had gotten into the sugar bowl…. Her friend Joan had told about the website and how cool it was to have a sugar daddy…besides she laughed, “if you make ‘em fuck you doggy, you don’t even have to look at them”…She liked Bob…He was the one prospective sugar daddy who treated her like a person…Most of the others had been mildly insulting ...wanting to negotiate the price and frequency of various sex acts before they had even met. Bob invited her to coffee and then to lunch. Bob had been up front about wanting to be a “Friend with Benefits”…but as he said…”Friends first”… He seemed genuinely interested in her and her life. While he always treated her like a lady….she found herself listing all the things he had done to make her life better…He was paying her tuition for the graduate school courses she was taking evenings in business…Jennifer had a four year degree and a job as a dental hygienist …but regretted her career choice that required her to put her hands in people’s mouths everyday…She could talk to Bob about that and he had promised to help her find another job when she graduated…Of course, the allowance he paid her (which was now $1500 a month up from $1000) took a lot of the pressure off and allowed her to put a little money away for her daughter’s education. Bob had also provided her with a car…it’s in his name but she has the use of it…and he pays the insurance and has provided a credit card that covers her gas… Jennifer and Bob went out 2-3 times a month…dinners at nice restaurants only at first…but they now mixed in some more casual evenings …Last month she just had him come over for a cookout. Jennifer found she actually enjoyed his company. He was 62 and almost 35 years her senior…but he was she had found a genuinely nice person…Of course, as he had pointed out more than once…she never would have given him a second look if they had met any other way. The sugar bowl made their relationship possible. Jennifer checked her watch and noted he was ten minutes late. She smiled as she noted, that she had done much to make his life better too…mostly in the bedroom. Their first two meeting had been chaste evenings …dinner at two of the finer restaurants in town…Jen could see the lust in his eyes but soon realized he didn’t really know how to even broach the subject of sex…with a woman. He was a widower who lost his wife over a year ago…not really a player. After their second dinner and his awkwardness when he walked her to her car…she decided to take control. She called and invited him for coffee. While they shared coffee…she outlined the simple framework of an “arrangement”…She acknowledged his Friends first speech …and suggested it was time to get to the point…She outlined the things she needed a sugar daddy to take care of…a really modest list initially…and noted that there really was nothing she wouldn’t do in the bedroom for a man who provided those things…It was obvious he really didn’t know what to say…so she took him by the hand and walked him out to his car….and put him in his own back seat…pulled his pants down and blew him right there…She swallowed his load and smiled saying,..”You know what you need to do Bob if you want this to happen again.” Bob had gotten the message…but he still didn’t really know how to handle her…He set up their next meeting at a local hotel…and conducted what felt like a closing presenting the cash and things she’s asked for…plus the car and credit card…on the desk in the room…then he looked at her longingly…Jen was still in her dental hygienist uniform…the timing had not allowed her to go home and change…She smiled at him and excused herself and went to the bathroom…She emerged wearing only the same heels she had worn all day and a necklace… Bob had been seated in the one chair in the room…and Jen came over and sat in his lap….He had a look of childlike wonder on his face …as she leaned in and whispered in his ear…”Do with me as you will good sir”…and then he did. He lifted her up with a strength that surprised her and had kissed her deeply. She could smell his cologne and feel the urgency of his need. He stepped out of his clothes and exposed a serious erection…While his lust for her was obvious…she was impressed with his attentiveness to her needs …First fondling her breasts and nipples then slowly moving down to her pussy…He took his time and exhibited skills with his fingers and tongue that pleasantly surprised her… twice…She started a steady stream of slutty dialogue that she continued only after seeing the effect it had on him…She maneuvered around and took him in her mouth. While he writhed in pleasure…He pulled himself out of her mouth and stopped her saying only “please, I need to be inside you” She rolled over and spread her legs for him…and caught a glimpse of that little boy look again…In a flash it was gone and he was plunged deep inside her…They started in mish and then rolled over to doggy. Finally, he asked if she would take the top…and she did…all thye while telling him he wanted his cum…She found a rhythm and rocked her hips in such a way that she felt her orgasm building and when she came …she came hard and lost her breath…He came almost immediately thereafter…and she smiled when she realized he had waited for her… She checked her watch again and he was now twenty minutes late and this wasn’t like him…particularly since this was the night she had agreed he could bring his handcuffs…
I’m contract representative for a major defense contractor. I interface with my government counterpart to manage the contractual relationship between my company and our government customer. We had some guys retire and as a result I was assigned to a couple of contracts, one out of a major Air Force base in the middle of the country and another issued out of a west coast customer. While we have made effective use of modern technology to mitigate the need for face to face meetings…All of a sudden I was traveling almost 50% of the time….and getting very tired of eating (and sleeping) alone… I’m divorced and my travels were having a serious effect on my social life too. I was quietly but constantly complaining to my boss about all this…and trying to get the contracts reassigned to somebody else. My boss told me they were working on it…but it would take time. Then he stopped and wrote down the name of a website that I didn’t recognize. “Don’t look at this here”, he said. It was a “sugar bowl” site that put together prospective sugar babies with sugar Daddies. I put some time and energy into finding a sugar baby in each of my travel destinations. I found a lovely 27 year old divorcee named Donna in my Midwest location…She's an elementary school teacher and brand new to the sugar bowl...We exchanged messages for a time and she told she had been divorced for five years ...and while she loved her work...finances had gotten tight...She admitted that as a local elementary school teacher in a conservative Ohio town,...she had to be ever so careful on the dating scene...and wanted to see if the sugar bowl could be a solution. We met for dinner on my next business trip to the area. I told her it was just a dinner to allow us to get acquainted, I certainly wanted it clear that just because we were having dinner that she was obligated in any way...Also, while we had discussed the broad outlines of an arrangement...I had told her that I like to leave specifics to a face to face discussion. She told me there were a few things she wanted to share...but not online...We went to an Italian place on the outskirts of town that I knew had good food and private booths...Donna showed up for dinner wearing a white blouse and pencil-skirt with heels...beautiful and professional and surely much sexier than she doubtlessly dressed for the classroom...We seemed to hit it off immediately...and shared a lovely meal with a nice bottle of Chianti…She opened up the subject of the arrangement over cannoli’s and espresso...I made a basic proposal with a per visit payment and she smiled and said she wanted to think about it...She confessed over dinner the one thing she had been reluctant to put in writing...she was a submissive and wanted me to assume complete control in the bedroom...We walked to the car and she took my hand...and smiled playfully that she would follow me back to my hotel...I told that wasn't necessary and that I really could not pay her for this visit ...and she kissed me in a way that made clear she wouldn't take no for an answer....and didn't seem submissive at all... When we walked into the room, I sat on the bed...and ordered her to undress...I caught the slightest of grins as she realized I was following her instructions...She didn't really do a striptease so much as take her time ...Donna had a great figure...slender with a beautiful set of tits...and an ass that was to die for...I had her sit on my lap first while we kissed passionately...I ordered her to her knees and told her to take my cock out...She tried to say something but I put my hand over her mouth and said "No conversation"...She started sucking me off in a way that would have made any porn star proud. I got up and picked her up and put her on the bed...Her eyes said she just wanted a good fucking right then and there...and that's what I wanted too...We fucked like two people who had just been released from long prison terms...with me calling out position changes...We both came almost simultaneously in doggie...and collapsed in a heap. After a brief cuddle, Donna told me she couldn't stay and got dressed to leave. She kissed me and told me I was welcome to stay with her on any future trips...My company pays me a per diem on the road and now I give that to her in addition to the per visit cost we agreed . She’s a great cook and good company so it’s just wonderful. My company allows a “hostess gift” for travelers who ”stay with friends”…in lieu of a hotel…so I always bring flowers and/or a nice bottle of wine. The sex has only gotten better as we have gotten to know each other. I have even been introduced to her neighbor as her out of town boyfriend. It’s taken longer to find a sugar baby on the west coast…but I have a date on my next trip with a college sophomore who has already volunteered to move into my hotel for the duration of my next visit Is it any wonder my boss has congratulated me on how well I have adjusted to the increasedtravrel
I was 20 years old. My dirty blonde hair hung down to my shoulders. I had a lip ring and small gauges in her ears. I was somewhat of a promiscuous girl, and i also was a bit of a pot head. My father owned a local gas station and i worked most Friday nights. One night, Halloween to be exact, i was working and there was a long drought between customers. The gas station was on the edge of town so it didn't get a whole lot of business. At about 10pm a young man named kyle came to get some fuel. I knew Kyle. I was a year older than him in school and we used to smoke weed together. I never thought of Kyle as more than a friend, but tonight, with little business at the gas station, i was bored and wanted company. I started with small talk and soon Kyle had asked me if she wanted to smoke some pot. I excitedly said yes and we went outside and smoked a bowl. I began getting very flirty with Kyle and started rubbing on his cock through his jeans. I took his hand and put it up my shirt on my breast. When kyle started kissing me i stopped him and Said i had an idea. I was mad at my dad for scheduling me to work weekends and took Kyle inside, i climbed up on the counter and told him to lock the door. Kyle did so and came back over to me, sitting on the counter next to the register, the only spot in the store that the camera watched. I took off my shirt and unbuttoned my pants. Kyle pulled my jeans down and my panties right after. I jumped down and dropped to my knees and began sucking kyles 8inch dick. Spitting and wanking it with my hand i lubed him up until his cock was dripping with my saliva. I climbed back on the counter and layed back, lifting my feet high in the air. Kyle held my legs together and shoved his 8inch cock deep inside my wet pussy. I screamed with pleasure. Pounding harder and harder his balls were slapping against my pussy. I love that. After 5 minutes of intense missionary, Kyle too climbed on the counter, flipping me over so my ass was high in the air, back arched and my head high smiling at the camera with pleasure, knowing my father would review the film and see his daughter getting fucked doggy style right before his eyes. Kyle slipped his cock in my tight pussy, his hands around my waist pulling me back to bounce on his cock, I was throwing it back, I loved it! Screaming with pleasure i brought Kyle to his breaking point and he pulled out and came all over my ass, I wiped it off and licked his cum off my finger waving at the camera one last time for daddy(: I was 20 years old. My dirty blonde hair hung down to my shoulders. I had a lip ring and small gauges in her ears. I was somewhat of a promiscuous girl, and i also was a bit of a pot head. My father owned a local gas station and i worked most Friday nights. One night, Halloween to be exact, i was working and there was a long drought between customers. The gas station was on the edge of town so it didn't get a whole lot of business. At about 10pm a young man named kyle came to get some fuel. I knew Kyle. I was a year older than him in school and we used to smoke weed together. I never thought of Kyle as more than a friend, but tonight, with little business at the gas station, i was bored and wanted company. I started with small talk and soon Kyle had asked me if she wanted to smoke some pot. I excitedly said yes and we went outside and smoked a bowl. I began getting very flirty with Kyle and started rubbing on his cock through his jeans. I took his hand and put it up my shirt on my breast. When kyle started kissing me i stopped him and Said i had an idea. I was mad at my dad for scheduling me to work weekends and took Kyle inside, i climbed up on the counter and told him to lock the door. Kyle did so and came back over to me, sitting on the counter next to the register, the only spot in the store that the camera watched. I took off my shirt and unbuttoned my pants. Kyle pulled my jeans down and my panties right after. I jumped down and dropped to my knees and began sucking kyles 8inch dick. Spitting and wanking it with my hand i lubed him up until his cock was dripping with my saliva. I climbed back on the counter and layed back, lifting my feet high in the air. Kyle held my legs together and shoved his 8inch cock deep inside my wet pussy. I screamed with pleasure. Pounding harder and harder his balls were slapping against my pussy. I love that. After 5 minutes of intense missionary, Kyle too climbed on the counter, flipping me over so my ass was high in the air, back arched and my head high smiling at the camera with pleasure, knowing my father would review the film and see his daughter getting fucked doggy style right before his eyes. Kyle slipped his cock in my tight pussy, his hands around my waist pulling me back to bounce on his cock, I was throwing it back, I loved it! Screaming with pleasure i brought Kyle to his breaking point and he pulled out and came all over my ass, I wiped it off and licked his cum off my finger waving at the camera one last time for daddy(:
Being a mechanic for many years I have slowly developed aches and pains in my back and various joints, I have always needed to see someone who could gently rub me down, someone who is well skilled and proud of what they do. I'm working in a small garage in a back street area where a young woman in a Ford car pulled up and she had an issue with the car accelerating. I lifted up the bonnet and had a look noticing it was a turbo diesel engine I noticed one of the boost pipes had a hole in it. I quickly rang up parts to obtain it and said "it will be hear by lunch time." "May I take your name please" I asked. "My name is Katherine." "Nice to meet you Katherine you are obviously new around here." "Yes I have recently opened up a fitness gym and have a small massage parlour at the bottom floor." she said. "Really, awesome I have been needing to see a masseuse as I have few problems with my back and my shoulders." Katherine pulls out her card and says "well here is my number give me a call and choose a time you want I'm open till late." Flashing a naughty smile at me as I take her card. Katherine had a short petite skinny body, with nice shaped butt, perky medium sized tits, dark hair and she always wore tight trousers and t-shirt where I could see her figure. After I had my lunch the boost hose arrived and quickly bolted it and test drive the car, the repair was perfect, looking at the address on the card I thought I'd be the nice guy and drive the car back to her fitness centre, as soon as I saw Katherine glanced out the window and came outside saying "Oh thank you for this you are so sweet for doing this." "Youre welcome the repair cost in total wasn't as high as you thought it was my boss is printing out the invoice come see us tomorrow and settle up." I replied. As I begin to walk back to work she places her hand on my shoulder and says "you deserve a nice warm cup of tea would you like one." Staring at me with eyes in sexual way. "You know I cannot resist good cup tea." Going inside her fitness centre there were exercising machines a large Swiss ball and a huge mirror, of course the massage room was at the bottom floor which I had not seen yet. We sat down and had tea together I asked "so tell me where are you from?" "I'm from Taiwan" "Wow nice place" "The island is nice full mountains and plenty of terrains to look at." "I'd like to go there someday, enjoy the outdoors with you if you are with me." She looked at me with her sexual staring eyes saying "you are so cute but cheeky." I chuckled back at her "Oh by the way I'd like to book my appointment with you." "Sure when and what time." "How about tomorrow at 8 in the evening." "That will be perfect for us both I'll see you then." Making my way back to work I finished my shift and went home. Meanwhile Katherine was at her apartment in massage room preparing it before I arrive, next to the massage bed there was her bed where she slept, she pulls a lever and the bed slid over revealing an entrance to a stairway to a hidden room. Removing all of her clothes she walks downstairs into the hidden dark room where their was fuck machine and bodies of previous clients all facing the centre of the room like an audience watching a show. "How are we today" said Katherine. Walking up to a body with a severed head picking its head up off the floor and taking to the centre of the room she mounts on to the machine in a doggy style position and places the head beneath her clasped in both her hands, switching the machine with her right foot it fucks her pussy hard and fast. Gazing at the severed head and licking her lips at the same time she turns the machine to full speed causing her to cum as she crushes the head and it splatters everywhere. Turning off the machine she blows a kiss to her audience and leaves the hidden room. Come following evening I was ready for my massage and could not wait, meeting at Kaths apartment she takes me downstairs and gets me to strip to my shorts, just before i get on the bed she walks back to the room having quick perv on my meaty torso then quickly runs back to her bedroom to change into a dressing gown. Soon as I lie on the bed her hands are now rubbing all over my back, shoulders, head and neck and I'm enjoying her soft hands on my body, I soon commented "your hands are like magic!" With a cheeky laugh she replied "thank you, you are sweet one." Now her hands were getting lower to my butt squeezing and rubbing it vigoursly, she lets out a discreet moan. Her pussy was getting wet with, cum slowly running down her leg to sole of her foot I had no idea that she was cumming. Kath knew how to hide her sexual acts very well. With my back finish she tells me to roll over to lie on my back, still in a state of relaxation I shut my eyes as she massages my head and collar bone, she notices a bit of built up tension in the side of the neck. "This one seems a bit hard to press out would you be ok if I use feet to deal with this one." "Sure" I replied without thinking and trusting her. Katherine gets on the bed holding two bars bolted to the ceiling pushing her foot onto my neck the tension slowly forces off. "Tell me if its too rough." "No your fine." Looking at me with a sinister smile she places her butt on my cock discreetly rubbing it causing it go hard she uses both her feet to squeeze my neck hard enough choking me within a few seconds she lets go saying "You ok." As I lifted up my head gasping for breath I could see her dressing gown slid back revealing her legs and her pussy and now my cock rock hard and I'm horny as fuck. Kath gets gets off the massage bed places her finger on my lips and whispers, "shhh thats enough massaging its time for something else, undo my gown now!" Shaking and excited I remove her silky white gown and seeing her naked petite body, medium perky tits and her pubic hair shaped like a heart with horns her skin was soft and young like she never gets old. Looking at her face her smile was beginning to frighten me her sexual tension was causing her to huff and puff, taking me by the hand I am led to the bedroom and pushed onto the bed, Kath shoves her hand into my shorts and rips it off as she licks her lips placing her foot over my neck and forcing down on it, my cock is sucked viciously within a few minutes I cum all the way into her throat, as her foot is pressing down on my neck her wet pussy juice can be seen running down her leg. Katherine slurped all my cum without wasting a drop. I was now drained and exhausted but Kath was up for more. "Stay here and rest for now I still want sex" she whispered. Walking out of the room she dimmed the lights, within a minute passing by she returns with an instrument of some kind, still trusting her she places her hand on my head and strikes my neck with a long machete blade, as her face and tits showered with blood she hits again until my head is severed. Holding my head in the air Kath guzzles and drinks my blood before using my severed head for oral sex pleasuring her self then climbing back onto the bed having sex with my headless corpse. Kath let out orgasmic moans as she climaxed smearing all my blood over smooth skinned body she stood up and cum ran down her legs. Now I'm added to her collection of her clients where i will be used to pleasure her constantly when she needs it, dragging my body into her hidden room of dead male appetites, she continues to have sex with me all night long, blood still running from my neck and my severed head placed in a position to eagerly watch.
The Futa's Mind-Controlling Panties Chapter Thirteen: Futa Mind-Controls Her Hot Boss By mypenname3000 Copyright 2020 Note: Thanks to Alex for beta reading this! Mildred Dean The panties sailed over my boss's desk and landed on her cleavage, sticking to the round expanse of firm boobs the dominating woman had. Athena Pearce gasped in shock, thrusting back from her desk. The leather executive's chair wheeled back as fury crossed her face. “There is no mental health condition that is going to justify throwing your wet panties at... at...” The fury on Ms. Pearce's face trailed off. Her sharp features furrowed. Her bold nose twitched. Plump lips worked together as she wetted them. The red grew shiny. Color blossomed in her cheeks as she pulled up the panties, leaving a wet smear behind on her chest. I loved this wonderful moment when a woman became dominated by my panties. Like Mrs. Quick, her naughty daughter Chloe, my reverend's wife and daughter, and others, Ms. Pearce fell under the spell of my pussy juices. Like a drug addict, she inhaled my panties. She groaned as she smeared the purple thong, trimmed in pink lace, against her face. I smiled as her tits swelled her low-cut blouse on her inhalation, beads of my cream gleaming on those round surfaces. Nipples hardened, poking at the silk of her bra. “I have a gift for you,” I said, setting the box on the table. “You can have it after you tell me how much you love me. Because you do love me, don't you?” “Oh, god, I love you so much,” she moaned and then inhaled my panties again. A surge of lust shot through me. I had desired so many of the women in my life, always too scared to admit my lesbian desires. Whether it was Elouise, the reverend's wife, or my sexy doctor, or the dominating boss that both intimidated me and soaked my panties, I never had the courage to overcome my anxiety. I used to take so many pills just to be able to come to work, making myself feel so numb to the world. Now I had the confidence thanks to my futa-cock. “I love you more than there are stars in the skies and grains of sand on the beach. It's deeper than the Mariana Trench and higher than Mount Everest.” Ms. Pearce shuddered. “Oh, god, what do I have to do to prove I love you. Because I do.” I smiled. I had no idea she had this poetic side. But she also had the confidence and domination to make the most use of the panties. Chloe would find the perfect person at her college, too, and I would control them through her. It still irked me that Sasha had gotten away with that other pair. I wanted to be the queen sitting atop all the fun. Well, maybe something could be done about her. In the meantime, there were so many delights at work to play with. My only friend, Kyra, that sexy secretary outside this office, my boss, others. I quivered, my futa-dick pulsing and my pussy getting wet, soaking the backs of my girl-balls. “If you want to prove you love me,” I said, “crawl on your hands and knees around your desk, push up my skirt, pull down my panties, and blow my futa-cock.” “Yes, Mildred,” she moaned and slipped out of her expensive chair. I shuddered as Athena Pearce crawled around her desk. Her head appeared, black hair held back in a bun. Those glasses on her nose shifted as she moved. Her silk blouse rustled and that tight, dark-gray pencil skirt clung to her rump. Even with her coming at me, I could see how great of an ass she had. So many wonderful lusts surged through me as she crawled towards me. She had such a big smile on her lips, so happy to prove her love for me by crawling. It was intoxicating. My cunt clenched. The heat swelled up my futa-cock. Then she was at me. Her hand slid up my tights. She caressed my flesh. Tingles rippled through me. I groaned, the heat growing and growing in me. I groaned, loving every moment of this. It was incredible. I wiggled my hips from side to side. The pleasure swelled in me. I would have such a huge orgasm. It would be outstanding playing with my boss. “Mildred,” she moaned, pushing my skirt higher and higher. Her eyes stared at my bulge. “You have a cock. That's so amazing. How?” I winked at her. “You'll see.” “You're so different,” she moaned. “So confident. Where has this amazing Mildred been? I could have fallen in love with you years ago.” “I know,” I groaned. “But that's the past. All that matters is that you love me now. You are mine.” “Yours,” she breathed in delight. A big smile crossed her face. Then she groaned as she revealed the pair of bronze panties I wore. My futa-dick throbbed in them. Pulsed. She pressed her face into my underwear, kissing at the satin fabric. She smooched right at my heavy nuts. She sucked on them through the fabric. It was such a delight to experience. My skirt around my waist, her hands hooked my waistband. She drew my skirt down. My futa-cock popped out. Her dark eyes focused on it. She moaned, licking those ruby lips. Her hips wiggled, her skirt rustling as she drew my panties down my thighs. The fabric caressed my skin. It felt incredible on me. I loved every moment of it. She pulled the underwear down to my knees. Rolled them past my calves. I stepped out of them, my cock bobbing before me, balls swaying. The tangy musk drifted up to my nose. I savored the scent of my arousal. What did she taste like? I knew I'd find out. “Mildred,” she groaned and brought those panties to her nose and inhaled them, too. Then she dropped them, not getting that rush like she did from the special pair. “Oh, this cock is gorgeous. You're huge.” “I know,” I said and then gasped as she grabbed me. “So much bigger than any guy I'd fucked,” she moaned. She stroked me and, with a wild groan, attacked the tip. I gasped at the manic way she licked at my cock. Her tongue became a pink blur streaking over my crown. She lashed it, whipping my cock with her wet tongue. I gasped, my pussy clenching. Pleasure flowed down my shaft, warming my twat. My balls drank it in. She groaned, her hand pumping up and down my shaft. Her other grabbed my girl-balls. She kneaded them as she bathed the crown of my cock with her naughty tongue. Then she swallowed the tip. She sucked me into her wet mouth. She nursed with passion. Her cheeks hollowed. Sloppy, slurping sounds rose. Drool spilled out of the corners of her mouth. I gasped in delight, my twat drinking in the pleasure. “Oh, yes, yes, love me!” I moaned, my breasts jiggling beneath my bra. “Just like that, Athena.” I shivered. “Mmm, only I can call you Athena, right?” She nodded. “You're Ms. Pearce to everyone else.” She sucked harder, moaning her agreement. Her humming passion rippled bliss down my cock. It fed that growing pressure in my balls. My pussy grew hotter. Juices soaked my bush. The tangy musk filled the air as she sucked and slurped and worshiped my girl-dick. I groaned, my tits swaying from side to side. She gave me such bliss. It was amazing. I groaned, savoring every second of her licking and sucking and worshiping me. I would have such an explosion of rapture from her mouth. “Oh, damn, that's good,” I moaned. “Yes, yes, just like that. Oh, you're going to make me explode.” She shuddered, her eyes burning with delight. She sucked with such hunger, nursing with powerful suction. My body shivered. My balls twitched in her massaging hand. More and more drool ran out of her mouth as she brought me closer and closer to that moment of eruption. “Just like that,” I moaned. “Oh, that's good. That's amazing. Oh, yes, yes, Athena. You love my cock.” She sucked with all her might. “You want my cum?” She nodded, nursing. “Then you're going to get it!” I gasped. “Just keep sucking. Just like that. You are my slut! You love me. Worship me. Yes, yes! Athena!” I threw back my head, my pussy clenching. The pressure rose up to the tip of my cock. I hit that frantic moment when there was no going back. My dick would erupt. I thrust my hips forward, slamming my cock to the back of her throat. I painted her tonsils with my futa-cum. The jizz boiled out of my girl-balls and burst out of my dick. It splashed into her mouth. She moaned in delight and then swallowed. She gulped down my seed. I gasped, my pussy convulsing. Shuddering. Juices gushed out, dripping down my thighs. “Yes, yes, yes, Athena!” I moaned, the dual delights surging through my body. I drank in the convulsing bliss from my cunt and the explosive euphoria from my dick. I rode that wonderful delight as she sucked out more and more futa-cum from my balls. They emptied my spunk into her hungry mouth. I hit that peak of pleasure, pumping the last of my spunk into Athena's mouth. She kept nursing to draw out the last of my cum. It was a wild delight to enjoy. I shuddered, savoring that wonderful delight spilling through me. And down my thighs. My cream ran hot from my cunt. I shuddered as I pulled back, drawing my cock from her hungry mouth. She gasped, a line of drool connecting my dick to her mouth. More drool spilled down her chin. She had made such a wicked mess. “Did that prove how much I love you?” she asked. “Mmm, it did,” I moaned. “But you're always going to have to prove it.” I smiled. “What's the best way for you to prove your love to me right now?” She flicked her eyes to my cock. “You're still hard, Mildred.” “I'm a futa, not a man,” I said. “Then I know what I have to do.” She grabbed her silky blouse and untucked it from her skirt. Then she pulled it up and over her breasts. Her round tits appeared cradled in a black bra. Her tits jiggled as her black hair swayed about her face. She adjusted her glasses then reached behind her. “You're going to feel the depth of my love. My devotion.” “I know I will,” I said, curious about what she would do. She unhooked her bra. Straps spilled off her shoulder. Her breasts came out, nice and firm. Nipples hard. She shuddered, dropping her bra, and then attacked her dark pencil skirt. A short zipper rasped down on her left hip. The fabric dropped down her thighs and piled around her heeled feet. A black thong lurked beneath, a few curls of her trimmed bush peeking out the sides. I shuddered as she shoved her panties down. I breathed in. Over my own tangy musk, her tart aroma filled my nose. I shuddered, my mouth watering at that delicious aroma. I inhaled deeply, my breasts swelling the front of my blouse. “Yum,” I groaned. “You smell good.” “Thank you,” she moaned and then darted to me. She undid the buttons of my blouse. There were three of them, large squares. She opened my blouse, my round tits held in a bronze bra matching the panties she'd already stripped off of me. She groaned in delight and hugged me tight, pushing her naked boobs into mine. My futa-cock throbbed against her belly, her silky flesh rubbing on me. It felt incredible. I savored it as she unhooked my bra. She pulled that off from between our boobs, and suddenly our naked tits were rubbing together. I shuddered as she moaned. She wiggled her shoulders as she dropped my bra to the floor, sliding her boobs over mine. Our nipples caressed. Sparks flared. She had this wild heat in her eyes as she stepped back. She bit her lip and then turned around. She bent over her desk, aiming her ass at me. It was such a submissive gesture, an acknowledgment that I was the one in power here. She wiggled her rump at me, her bush between her thighs. She grabbed both her firm butt-cheeks. My boss parted them, exposing her asshole. “Fuck my butt, Mildred. Anal will prove how much I love you. I've never given this to any man, but it's yours. I'm yours. I love you so much.” “Yes, you do,” I groaned, my futa-dick throbbing. The ache swelled in my balls already. “Mmm, you are definitely going to love the gift I'm going to give you. You're so bold.” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Athena Pearce Delight rippled through me at Mildred's compliment. “Thank you!” I whimpered, my fingers holding my asscheeks apart. I felt so exposed, my butthole on display for her to enjoy. “I'm so glad I'm earning your gift. Your love.” “Yes, you've earned it,” Mildred said. Her transformation was so amazing. I would never have believed Mildred could have this confidence. Could be this sexy. Her pussy smelled so good, just the best thing in the world. She had that big cock. The salty flavor of her jizz lingered on my mouth. I shuddered, so aching for her to sodomize me. She pressed the tip of her girl-dick between my butt-cheeks. I gasped as she slipped in between them. A hot delight shivered through me. She slid it up and down, stirring it between us. I closed my eyes and groaned in delight. The wet tip went lower and lower until she found my virgin butthole. I didn't know if this would hurt or not, but I was ready for her to sodomize me. Even if this was the most painful act in the world, I would give it to her. Anal would prove my devotion. How much I loved her. She pushed against my sphincter. I whimpered, feeling my anal ring widened. I wanted to clench down, to resist, but I forced myself to relax. This was my love's futa-cock. My nipples throbbed against my desk's surface as my sphincter stretched to its limits. It almost hurt. I groaned, strange sensations rippling through me. Her cock popped into my bowels. “Oh, my god!” I groaned. “Mmm, that's good,” panted Mildred. She slid her girl-dick deeper and deeper into my bowels. “Oh, that's really good.” “I'm so happy,” I moaned as her futa-cock spread me open. My anal sheath stretched around her. It felt so weird to have her in my bowels. My asshole clenched about her, drinking in this velvety friction. It didn't hurt. In fact, it was starting to feel good. Real good. The deeper into my bowels she penetrated, the more I moaned. The more I liked it. My body shuddered on my desk. My nipples rubbed into the surface. I groaned, the delight tingling through me. I shuddered, whimpering out my pleasure. It was all so good. So amazing. I would have such a huge orgasm. I would explode on this girl-dick. She was so deep in me. She had penetrated so far into my bowels. It was amazing. Wonderful. I gasped, my asshole squeezing down so tight on her girl-dick. I shuddered, a big smile crossing my lips. This was what I needed. This was amazing. Her bush rubbed into my butt-cheeks. Her hairless balls dangled against my taint. I had taken every bit of her. And then she pulled back. My back arched, pushing my tits into my desk. My nipples throbbed as I gasped out in delight. “Mildred, I love your girl-dick in me!” I panted. “I know,” she groaned. “God, you're so tight, Athena. You're going to make me cum so hard.” “Good,” I moaned and then glanced at the clothing box on my desk. What had she bought for me? What delicious gift had my love procured for me? I couldn't wait to find out. She slammed back into me. Her dick thrust in deeper and faster. I groaned, my bowels relaxing around her girl-dick. The pleasure swept through my body. I groaned, savoring every inch of her girl-dick penetrating into me. I gasped, loving it. This was amazing. Perfection. She pumped away at me. Her balls smacked into my flesh. The velvety heat melted to my pussy. My cunt drank it in, my orgasm building and building with every moment. I gasped beneath her, trembling, my bowels clenching about her girl-dick. “Yes, yes, yes!” I gasped. “Oh, that's so good, Mildred. Mmm, you're fucking me so hard.” “It feels so good!” Mildred moaned. “I can feel how much you love me. Ooh, your virgin bowels are going to make me explode!” “Yes, yes, yes!” I gasped. “Oh, Mistress, you have to cum in me. You have to fire all your jizz into my bowels. I'm yours!” “You are!” she groaned, thrusting faster and faster. My pussy grew hotter. Juices soaked my bush. Trickles ran down my thighs, ticklish and delightful. Her girly balls smacked into my taint as her futa-cock plowed into my bowels. I shuddered, on the verge of my orgasm. But I held it off. I wanted her to cum in me. I was showing her my love. My devotion. She buried into my bowels again and again. I loved every moment of it. Every last stroke of her girl-dick into me. She made me shiver. Gasp. She made me feel so wonderful. “Mildred!” I groaned. “Dump your cum in me!” “Getting there!” She buried her girl-dick deep into my bowels. “Oh, I'm getting there. Athena!” Hot cum fired into my bowels. My orgasm exploded through me. The pleasure raced through my body, triggered by her futa-dick dumping her jizz in me. My pussy convulsed. My asshole writhed around her girl-dick. The pleasure rushed through me, this heady ecstasy. I pleased Mildred. I gave her such bliss. “Oh, god, yes, Athena!” she groaned, more and more of her futa-cum firing into me. “Mildred!” I howled, my mind drowning in euphoria. My asshole worked out all her cum while I shuddered on the table. My nipples throbbed on my desk. I quivered in delight, savoring that wonderful pleasure surging through me. I squeezed my eyes shut. I whimpered as my bowels milked out the last of her cum. “Oh, Athena, that was amazing!” she moaned. “I felt all your love. Mmm, did you feel mine.” “Every last drop,” I groaned, my body buzzing with the delight she gave me. I shuddered as she pulled her girl-cock out of me. I felt her jizz brimming in my asshole. She filled me up with all that spunk. I couldn't believe how amazing that felt. I just wanted to lie here forever. My eyes closed as I panted. Pussy cream dripped down my thighs. I must have squirted out so much juices while I was quivering in delight. It was just the best. I wiggled my hips back and forth, savoring every last second of this bliss. “Oh, that's good. That's really good.” Mildred sounded so happy. “Athena, open your present. You've more than earned it.” I gasped and bolted upright. “Yes, Mildred. Thank you!” Such joy shot through me. I was so lucky to get a present from her. She was amazing. I grabbed the white clothing box wrapped up in a purple ribbon. I pulled on the loose tail. The cloth whisked together and then it spilled open. My pussy clenched in anticipation. Cum leaked out of my asshole. Hands shaking with joy, I lifted off the lid. I did it slowly, savoring every moment of this. It popped free. I set it to the side with care. Next, I pulled aside the tissue paper to reveal a pair of black panties with red lace on them. They appeared naughty. The type of panties you'd buy for a lover. “Oh, Mildred, they're gorgeous,” I moaned, lifting them up. I stroked them through my fingers, sliding my digits across them. There was red on the crotch. Two lines of lace and... “Are they crotchless.” “Yes, they are,” Mildred purred. “When I saw them, I thought of you.” I whirled around to face her, tears filling my eyes. “Oh, thank you, Mildred. Can I put them on right now?” “God, yes,” she moaned, stroking her dirty cock with eager delight. It was clear she was anticipating that something would happen. I shuddered, my round breasts swaying as I stepped into the dainty pair. Right foot and then left. I drew them up, the fabric kissing my skin. Mildred groaned and bit her lower lip. She wiggled her hips back and forth, whimpering. The fabric passed my knees. Then they hit my thighs. I groaned as they climbed higher. I stretched the elastic waistband over my rump. Mildred groaned, her hand pumping faster on her dirty cock. The fabric seated against my pussy and gripped my ru— I came. It was no ordinary orgasm, it was a powerful one. The room spun around me. Pussy juices gushed out of my cunt. I gasped and moaned, trembling. I stumbled, grabbing my desk and then I was on the floor. I gasped and thrashed, my panties growing soaked with my juices. “Oh, my fucking god!” I howled. Tsunamis of rapture swept through me. Great tidal waves of bliss slammed into my mind. Stars burst across my vision as I drowned in ecstasy. I bucked on my side, my entire body writhing in the currents of euphoria flowing out of my pussy. Something sprouted from my crotch. I swear to god that I felt something growing from me. It was thrusting from my pubic mound. It brushed the panties and then slipped out through the slit in the crotch. I groaned, trembling. “Am I growing a futa-dick, Mildred?” I howled. “Yes, you are,” Mildred moaned. She stood over me, looking so lovely, her brown hair spilling about her face. Her dark eyes gleamed behind her glasses. She licked her lips. “You are my futa, aren't you?” “Yes, yes, yes!” I gasped. “I love you! I love you so much! Thank you. Thank you.” “You're welcome,” she moaned and put her foot on my hip. She gently pushed, rolling me onto my back. My futa-cock thrust up before me. I could see it bobbing. I groaned, my orgasm finally dying down. Every inch of my new panties was soaked by my juices. My tart musk filled the air. “Mmm, you're going to do so much for me with those panties,” Mildred groaned. “We're going to have so much fun.” “Yes!” I gasped as she straddled me. She lowered down to sit on me. Was she...? She was! “Oh, Mildred, thank you! I'm so glad that you're going to enjoy my new futa-dick.” “Of course I'm going to enjoy it,” she moaned. She had such a wicked gleam in her eyes. “Why do you think I gave you those panties. I want to enjoy this big dick in me.” She straddled me. I gasped at that. It was incredible. Then she lifted up my cock. She held me in her throbbing hand. Her pussy came closer and closer, covered by her brown bush. I felt this ache swelling in my... my... My balls. I had girly balls. They were hard and aching. I groaned, savoring the feel of them full of my cum. I bit my lip as she lowered her pussy down to my throbbing futa-dick. Her curly pubic hair brushed the tip. I gasped at how amazing that felt. Then her hot folds rubbed into my crown. “Mildred,” I moaned in awe as her pussy began engulfing my new girl-cock. “Enjoy,” she said, her big dick and girl-balls swaying before her. “Just enjoy.” “Yes!” I screamed as she swallowed me. Inch after inch of my girl-dick vanished into her pussy. Her hot, silky, wet warmth engulfed me. My eyes widened at how incredible it was. My cunt drank in the heat. So did my new balls. I trembled on my back, my boobs jiggling. I whimpered. Moaned. More and more of her engulfed me. My futa-dick was so big. I couldn't believe how huge it was. I whimpered, my back rubbing into the ground. The pleasure swept over me. My breasts rose and fell, savoring this wonderful rapture. “Mildred!” I gasped. “Oh, my god!” “I know,” she moaned, squeezing her cunt around me. That made this feel even more incredible. Then she bottomed out on me, her futa-dick twitching over my stomach. I grabbed it, holding the hot shaft in my hand. I stroked up and down it. She shuddered, squeezing around my new appendage every time I stroked to the pinnacle of her cock. I threw back my head. I whimpered, moaned. Pleasure fluttered through me. My heart hammered in my chest. My cunt clenched, drinking in the heat. The pressure in my balls increased. Then she rose up me. “Mildred!” I gasped. “Oh, my god, this is amazing. I love you. I love being a futa! Thank you! Thank you!” “Oh, our fun is just beginning!” she promised, her round breasts swaying. She pushed up her glasses and grinned down at me. “We're going to do so much!” “Yes!” I gasped as she slammed her pussy down my futa-dick. Her hungry cunt engulfed my girl-cock. I whimpered and moaned, the heat rushing through me. My dick throbbed in her pussy. her silky flesh massaged me, increasing the pressure in my girl-nuts. They brimmed with my futa-cum. I would fire the first load of my seed into Mildred's pussy. How did I get so blessed? I pumped my hand up and down her girl-cock. I stroked her, my hand flying faster and faster. She moaned, squeezing her twat down around me. The pleasure rushed through my body. She moaned, her breasts bouncing as she rode me. They were such delicious things to watch. I licked my lips, drinking in the sight of them heaving over my head. I shuddered, my twat clenching tight. This wonderful heat swept through my body. I groaned, my shoulder blades writhing. It was incredible to enjoy. It was an amazing rapture to experience. This exciting bliss swept through me. My pussy drank it in, my balls aching with the pressure. I bit my lip, loving every inch of her cunt sliding up and down my futa-dick. My hand stroked hers, loving it. “Yes, yes, yes!” she moaned. “Oh, my god, that's it. Ooh, Athena!” “Mildred!” “Are you going to cum in me?” Whimpering, I nodded. “Yes, yes, I want you flooding my pussy with all that futa-cum!” She slammed down my futa-cock, her dick throbbing in my embrace. “I want my pussy dripping in it.” “I'll baste your pussy, Mildred!” My words sent my hand to flying up and down her girl-cock. She gasped, throwing back her head. Her brown hair flew about her face, her glasses gleaming in the sunlight flooding through my office window. She gasped and groaned, her cunt clenching about my futa-cock. My balls ached. They were building and building with a load of girl-cum. I would have such a huge eruption. I would fire all that jizz. I would just erupt. So much spunk would fire from my cock. But not before she came. I fought it. I clenched my teeth against my first futa-climax. My balls brimmed with so much cum. My pussy itched, the feminine and familiar orgasm swelling through my twat's depths. “Mildred!” I moaned, caressing her girl-dick. “Yes!” she howled. “Oh, yes, yes, that's it. Just like that, Athena! Oh, we're going to have so much fun!” “We are!” I gasped. She slammed her cunt down my cock. Her pussy burst into wild convulsions. Her dick pulsed. Hot cum fired from her shaft and splashed on my round tits. I gasped as she basted my breasts with her spunk. She coated me with her passion. She smothered my tits in her bliss. I bucked on the floor as I exploded in her. “Mildred!” My futa-cum pumped into her spasming pussy as her futa-passion splattered my body. She moaned, more and more of her spunk splashing on my tits. One spurt hit my mouth. It painted my lips. I loved it. “Yes, yes, fire all that jizz in me!” she gasped, her pussy convulsing around my cock, milking at my erupting shaft. I whimpered, my body shuddering as such rapture flooded through me. Two different delights. The wild and heady explosions from my futa-cock and the gentle and rippling bliss from my pussy. I bucked and moaned on the floor. My tits rose and fell, dripping with her futa-cum. My cunt writhed, gushing out juices. It was wicked and wild. It was utterly delicious. Her pussy wrung out the last of my cum while my hand squeezed out the final drops onto my belly. “Oh, yes, yes, that's so good!” she moaned, her eyes fluttering. “Mmm, did you love your gift, Athena?” “I absolutely did!” I moaned, my tits covered in jizz. “And look at that mess we made,” Mildred purred. “In my pussy. On your tits.” “Oh, no, I'll have to clean that up.” Her smile grew wickeder. “Why? That's why you have that cute secretary.” Mildred leaned over me. “Did you know that your panties will mind-control anyone who breathes them. It's why you love me so much.” “That's amazing,” I gasped. “You gave this to me.” “I want your ambition,” she moaned. “Mmm, you're going to do so much for me, aren't you?” I gasped, wicked ideas dancing in my mind. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Mildred Dean I sat naked on Athena's desk, my thighs squeezed shut. She stood beside me, her new panties in her hand. She picked up her phone, her futa-cock throbbing out before her gleaming in my pussy juices. My cum ran over her tits, looking just delicious. “Minako, I need you in here right away,” Athena said after a moment. Then she hung up. A moment later, the door opened. “You needed to see...” Minako's voice trailed off. The Japanese secretary gasped at the sight of our naked bodies. My futa-cock throbbed as the cutie gasped, “Ms. Pearce?” “Mmm, I need you to smell these panties for me,” Athena said, stalking forward as she held her crotchless delights before her. “What?” Minako gasped, her round face blanching in shock. She had those delicate, Japanese cheekbones and this porcelain, olive skin. Her narrow, black eyebrows rose in shock as she took a step back. “I said to breathe in the musk from my panties,” Athena said with absolute authority cracking in her voice. “Not say 'what' or gape at me like you're a mouth-breathing cretin that's never heard a word of the English language.” “I... that's...” Minako swallowed then she took the panties from Athena and, gingerly, brought them close to her face. She gave just the small inhalation, a small twitch of her nose. “There, I...” Her words trailed off as this look of awe crossed her face. That magical moment when the mind-controlling powers swept over her. I was so right about Athena. She had just the right sort of drive and ambition. She would do all that boring stuff while I had fun. “Oh, my,” Minako said and sniffed again, this time longer. She brought the panties closer to her nose. “Is this your... your pussy, Ms. Pearce?” “Yes, it is,” purred my futa-slave. “Mmm, isn't that just the most delightful thing in the world?” “Yes!” she moaned. “Wrong!” Athena's voice snapped through the air. Minako gasped and flinched back. “Mildred's pussy is the most delightful scent in the world. I want you to go over there, shove your face in her pussy, and experience that heavenly aroma for yourself.” “Yes, Ms. Pearce,” Minako gasped. “You're so right. I'm so wrong. My deepest apologies.” The Japanese cutie rushed over to me, her almond-shaped eyes focusing on me. I lifted my girl-balls and leaned back, my legs parted so she could have an easy time getting at my pussy. Her black hair fell about her face as she leaned over and nuzzled in. She inhaled deeply. “That is the most delightful scent in the world,” she moaned. She brought her face closer. She pressed her nose right into my brown curls. She inhaled again. “Oh, my, yes.” “Mmm, it is,” Athena said, staring at Minako's ass. I smiled as the Japanese secretary nuzzled her face into my bush while staring at my futa-slave. “Are you enjoying the sight of her rump, Athena?” “It's just so cute,” moaned Athena as she stroked her cock. “Enjoy,” I said. “Unless I have a task for you, feel free to fuck any woman you can.” “Yes,” moaned Athena. “Oh, Mildred, I love you so much.” I smiled in delight and looked down at Minako. “Do you love me?' She hesitated. “I love what you smell like, Mildred.” “Of course you love her,” Athena said. “She's amazing. You worship her and would do anything for her. Like me.” “Yes!” Minako moaned and then licked my pussy with sudden hunger. I groaned as she lapped at my cunt, my futa-dick quivering above her. My balls rested on the bridge of her nose, the two testicles spilling around it. Her eyes stared up at my cock while Athena came up behind the secretary. The futa grabbed Minako's skirt and hiked it, sliding it over the cutie's rum. “Mmm, these panties are delicious, but they have to go,” moaned Athena, tugging down her secretary's panties. “Yes,” I moaned, leaning back and letting Minako lick my pussy. “Mmm, stroke my cock as you feast on me.” “Yes, Ms. Dean,” she moaned and grabbed my cock. The Japanese secretary stroked my cock and licked my pussy. I groaned, the pleasure swelling in my balls. It was delicious. At the same moment, Athena was pulling down the secretary's panties. A throaty groan came from my futa-slave. “I'm going to enjoy this,” she purred and pressed her cock between Minako's butt-cheeks. The secretary gasped into my twat. Her hand tightened on my dick. I loved that wonderful moment. Her tongue thrust into my cunt's depths. She moaned as Athena groaned. Her breasts swayed as she drilled her cock into Minako's ass. My pussy clenched on Minako's tongue as I watched the wicked sight. My futa-dick throbbed and ached, my breasts swaying. This heat rippled through me, stirred up by the moaning cutie. More and more of Athena's cock vanished into Minako's bowels. Then my futa-slave bottomed out in the cutie. “Yes!” gasped Athena. She grabbed Minako's hips and drew back. “Ms. Pearce!” squealed Minako into my cunt as Athena thrust forward. I felt every one of Athena's thrusts into Minako's bowels shivering through her body. She moaned into my cunt and stroked my cock as she took that big dick in her ass. I groaned, loving it. My breasts swayed. I pushed up my glasses and then leaned back farther on my elbows. I savored the pleasure sweeping through my body. This wonderful bliss built and built in my depths. My balls drank in the delight of her tongue and the stroking pleasure of her hand. Precum spilled from my cock's tip. She massaged the gleaming cream into my shaft. “Yes, yes, yes!” gasped Athena as she thrust forward, her tits heaving. “Oh, Minako, this ass. I'm going to fire my cum in this tight ass!” “Good, Ms. Pearce!” the cutie moaned. “Mmm, and I'm going to drown you in pussy cream!” I moaned. “Wonderful, Ms. Dean! Please, please, drown me! I want it!” She stroked me faster. Her tongue fluttered up my folds. She brushed my clit. Sparks flared. I gasped, my toes curling. The ache at the tip of my dick grew and grew. That wonderful pleasure would explode out of me. The slap of flesh on flesh echoed through the room as Athena fucked her girl-dick in and out of the cutie. She fucked Minako hard. Fast. The futa pounded that sexy, Japanese beauty's asshole with powerful strokes. I loved the sounds. The moans. The way Minako fluttered her tongue against my clit. She fisted my cock with powerful strokes while caressing my bud. I whimpered, my orgasm building so fast now. Nothing would stop my orgasm. I would have a huge one. Just cum so hard. My balls tightened. I groaned and shuddered. Minako whimpered. She sucked on my clit. She nursed on my bud, her hand flying up and down my cock. Athena plowed harder and harder into Minako's bowels. “Oh, my god, yes!” Athena gasped. “Shit, that's it. That's what I want. The way you squeeze it... Oh, god, yes! I'm cumming!” She buried into Minako. The secretary squealed around my clit as she felt that futa-spunk pumping into her bowels. She sucked on my bud and fisted my dick. I swear, she must be cumming, too. Her passion swelled through me. My balls boiled over. Hot cum fired out of my futa-dick. The white delight arced up and then rained down on my tits. The jizz splattered over me. I shuddered, loving that delight painting across my tits. My pussy convulsed. My cream gushed out. Minako licked it up. “Yes, yes, yes!” I howled. “That's it, Minako!” gasped Athena. “That's how you worship Mildred. Yes, yes, just like that. You're doing great. You're such an amazing secretary. You keep doing this good, and you'll be rewarded.” “I'm so happy!” she moaned between licks of my cream. Cum spilled over my tits. I shuddered, savoring this heat burning through me. I groaned, knowing that Athena would do so much for me. She would be driven to get wealth. Power. Prestige. She would claim it all for me. I threw back my head and trembled as my orgasm died. I loved these panties. I was so glad P had given them to me. “Mildred's tits are dirty,” Athena hissed. “Clean them with your tongue.” “Yes, Ms. Pearce,” Minako moaned. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Chloe Quick I squirmed through my next class. I felt so naked without my panties, but this plan would be amazing. I couldn't wait for Ms. Escamilla to open her gift. I hoped she would wait for the lunch break so I could be there. But she wasn't under my power. Yet. She would be. It was so hard to focus. My girl-dick was throbbing. There were so many cute girls in my English class. Gina, Beverly, Clarissa, Tammy, and Jeanette were all gorgeous, eighteen or nineteen. Freshmen like me. God, I wanted to do such filthy things with them. My pussy clenched, my poor panties fighting against my throbbing cock and my tide of cunt cream flowing out of me. It bit my lip, fingers flexing as I struggled to listen to Mr. Donaldson, my English professor. Why did this have to be so boring? I just wanted to get to lunch. I wanted to have all that wonderful fun with Ms. Escamilla. It would be so hot. I wanted to ask for a bathroom break, but masturbation wasn't what I needed. I needed some sisterly attention. Discreetly, I pulled out my cell phone. “Want to fuk?” I kept my phone on my lap, hoping Mr. Donaldson wouldn't notice. “God, yes. Mr. Asshat is boring me. First floor bathroom.” “Sounds good.” I raised my hand. “Mr. Donaldson.” “Er, yes, Chloe.” “I not feeling well. I think I need to visit the nurse.” He sighed. “Okay.” He pulled out a pad and filled out a note. I'd have to bring it back or get in trouble. My sis was an expert at forging the college nurse's signature. Pass in hand, I headed out, trying to look miserable. I slipped into the hallway and then smirked. I rushed through it, eager to get me some incest pussy. My big sis would be squealing on my cock. I hummed, grinning at the classrooms I passed. I passed all those poor students who didn't get to know the delight of having sex at our college, let alone the sheer joy of sliding their cocks into their big sister's cunts. Only fucking my mom was a better incestuous thrill. I reached the bathroom and burst inside. Bryana was waiting for me. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Verónica Escamilla Curiosity piqued my interest as my second-period class took their test. Their pencils were scratching away. I brushed my finger against Chloe's gift sitting on the edge of my desk. A clothing box wrapped in a purple ribbon, tied badly, off-center and lopsided like it was done in a hurry. What had she bought me? It was a little strange, but girls could get crushes on their professors, even female ones, at that age. Or maybe she was realizing she was a lesbian and starting to come out. This was further proof that she'd had a major life change. I had to be on the watch to see if it would affect her grades and make sure that she had any support she needed. I glanced at the clock. Half an hour left. I pulled the box to me and grabbed the ribbon. I pulled with care, not wanting to make noise and distract my students. The ribbon came undone, the sound barely a whisper over the scratch of twenty-three pencils. I lifted the corner of the box, spotting tissue paper and something white bunched up on top. A spicy scent filled the air. It had that wet musk of an aroused woman. My pussy went molten in a flash as this hunger surged through me. I opened the box further and realized the bunched up cloth were panties. Wet ones. Soaked all the way through. They were sitting on tissue paper with something else beneath. I grabbed the panties, feeling how drenched they were. It was the source of this mouth-watering scent. She'd left her lacy panties drenched in her own pussy cream. I couldn't believe this. I brought them to my nose and inhaled deeply. I squeezed my hand so tight around the dainty cloth, I wrung out juices that ran down my wrist. I licked them up, savoring the spicy musk. I breathed in again, this wild heat bursting through me. My heart pounded in my chest as I loved this wonderful aroma. My eyes squeezed shut as I inhaled again and again. I had never breathed anything that smelled better. The aroma of Chloe's pussy was intoxicating. I couldn't stop breathing it in. I kept rubbing the panties against my nose. My students were taking the test as this wicked heat blazed through me. I squirmed on my chair. My eyes stared at the cloth beneath. The amazing Chloe had given me something else. I had to see it. Holding the panties balled up in my right hand, my left pulled away the tissue paper with care so as not to disturb my students. I revealed a pair of black, satin panties. They looked to have a naughty cut to them. High in the waist, almost like a French cut. I shuddered, touching the fabric. My pussy clenched as I breathed in that spicy musk again. Chloe had given me panties. I had to put them on right now. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The Figure quivered. Things were getting interesting. To be continued...
The Futa's Mind-Controlling Panties Chapter Thirteen: Futa Mind-Controls Her Hot Boss By mypenname3000 Copyright 2020 Note: Thanks to Alex for beta reading this! Mildred Dean The panties sailed over my boss's desk and landed on her cleavage, sticking to the round expanse of firm boobs the dominating woman had. Athena Pearce gasped in shock, thrusting back from her desk. The leather executive's chair wheeled back as fury crossed her face. “There is no mental health condition that is going to justify throwing your wet panties at... at...” The fury on Ms. Pearce's face trailed off. Her sharp features furrowed. Her bold nose twitched. Plump lips worked together as she wetted them. The red grew shiny. Color blossomed in her cheeks as she pulled up the panties, leaving a wet smear behind on her chest. I loved this wonderful moment when a woman became dominated by my panties. Like Mrs. Quick, her naughty daughter Chloe, my reverend's wife and daughter, and others, Ms. Pearce fell under the spell of my pussy juices. Like a drug addict, she inhaled my panties. She groaned as she smeared the purple thong, trimmed in pink lace, against her face. I smiled as her tits swelled her low-cut blouse on her inhalation, beads of my cream gleaming on those round surfaces. Nipples hardened, poking at the silk of her bra. “I have a gift for you,” I said, setting the box on the table. “You can have it after you tell me how much you love me. Because you do love me, don't you?” “Oh, god, I love you so much,” she moaned and then inhaled my panties again. A surge of lust shot through me. I had desired so many of the women in my life, always too scared to admit my lesbian desires. Whether it was Elouise, the reverend's wife, or my sexy doctor, or the dominating boss that both intimidated me and soaked my panties, I never had the courage to overcome my anxiety. I used to take so many pills just to be able to come to work, making myself feel so numb to the world. Now I had the confidence thanks to my futa-cock. “I love you more than there are stars in the skies and grains of sand on the beach. It's deeper than the Mariana Trench and higher than Mount Everest.” Ms. Pearce shuddered. “Oh, god, what do I have to do to prove I love you. Because I do.” I smiled. I had no idea she had this poetic side. But she also had the confidence and domination to make the most use of the panties. Chloe would find the perfect person at her college, too, and I would control them through her. It still irked me that Sasha had gotten away with that other pair. I wanted to be the queen sitting atop all the fun. Well, maybe something could be done about her. In the meantime, there were so many delights at work to play with. My only friend, Kyra, that sexy secretary outside this office, my boss, others. I quivered, my futa-dick pulsing and my pussy getting wet, soaking the backs of my girl-balls. “If you want to prove you love me,” I said, “crawl on your hands and knees around your desk, push up my skirt, pull down my panties, and blow my futa-cock.” “Yes, Mildred,” she moaned and slipped out of her expensive chair. I shuddered as Athena Pearce crawled around her desk. Her head appeared, black hair held back in a bun. Those glasses on her nose shifted as she moved. Her silk blouse rustled and that tight, dark-gray pencil skirt clung to her rump. Even with her coming at me, I could see how great of an ass she had. So many wonderful lusts surged through me as she crawled towards me. She had such a big smile on her lips, so happy to prove her love for me by crawling. It was intoxicating. My cunt clenched. The heat swelled up my futa-cock. Then she was at me. Her hand slid up my tights. She caressed my flesh. Tingles rippled through me. I groaned, the heat growing and growing in me. I groaned, loving every moment of this. It was incredible. I wiggled my hips from side to side. The pleasure swelled in me. I would have such a huge orgasm. It would be outstanding playing with my boss. “Mildred,” she moaned, pushing my skirt higher and higher. Her eyes stared at my bulge. “You have a cock. That's so amazing. How?” I winked at her. “You'll see.” “You're so different,” she moaned. “So confident. Where has this amazing Mildred been? I could have fallen in love with you years ago.” “I know,” I groaned. “But that's the past. All that matters is that you love me now. You are mine.” “Yours,” she breathed in delight. A big smile crossed her face. Then she groaned as she revealed the pair of bronze panties I wore. My futa-dick throbbed in them. Pulsed. She pressed her face into my underwear, kissing at the satin fabric. She smooched right at my heavy nuts. She sucked on them through the fabric. It was such a delight to experience. My skirt around my waist, her hands hooked my waistband. She drew my skirt down. My futa-cock popped out. Her dark eyes focused on it. She moaned, licking those ruby lips. Her hips wiggled, her skirt rustling as she drew my panties down my thighs. The fabric caressed my skin. It felt incredible on me. I loved every moment of it. She pulled the underwear down to my knees. Rolled them past my calves. I stepped out of them, my cock bobbing before me, balls swaying. The tangy musk drifted up to my nose. I savored the scent of my arousal. What did she taste like? I knew I'd find out. “Mildred,” she groaned and brought those panties to her nose and inhaled them, too. Then she dropped them, not getting that rush like she did from the special pair. “Oh, this cock is gorgeous. You're huge.” “I know,” I said and then gasped as she grabbed me. “So much bigger than any guy I'd fucked,” she moaned. She stroked me and, with a wild groan, attacked the tip. I gasped at the manic way she licked at my cock. Her tongue became a pink blur streaking over my crown. She lashed it, whipping my cock with her wet tongue. I gasped, my pussy clenching. Pleasure flowed down my shaft, warming my twat. My balls drank it in. She groaned, her hand pumping up and down my shaft. Her other grabbed my girl-balls. She kneaded them as she bathed the crown of my cock with her naughty tongue. Then she swallowed the tip. She sucked me into her wet mouth. She nursed with passion. Her cheeks hollowed. Sloppy, slurping sounds rose. Drool spilled out of the corners of her mouth. I gasped in delight, my twat drinking in the pleasure. “Oh, yes, yes, love me!” I moaned, my breasts jiggling beneath my bra. “Just like that, Athena.” I shivered. “Mmm, only I can call you Athena, right?” She nodded. “You're Ms. Pearce to everyone else.” She sucked harder, moaning her agreement. Her humming passion rippled bliss down my cock. It fed that growing pressure in my balls. My pussy grew hotter. Juices soaked my bush. The tangy musk filled the air as she sucked and slurped and worshiped my girl-dick. I groaned, my tits swaying from side to side. She gave me such bliss. It was amazing. I groaned, savoring every second of her licking and sucking and worshiping me. I would have such an explosion of rapture from her mouth. “Oh, damn, that's good,” I moaned. “Yes, yes, just like that. Oh, you're going to make me explode.” She shuddered, her eyes burning with delight. She sucked with such hunger, nursing with powerful suction. My body shivered. My balls twitched in her massaging hand. More and more drool ran out of her mouth as she brought me closer and closer to that moment of eruption. “Just like that,” I moaned. “Oh, that's good. That's amazing. Oh, yes, yes, Athena. You love my cock.” She sucked with all her might. “You want my cum?” She nodded, nursing. “Then you're going to get it!” I gasped. “Just keep sucking. Just like that. You are my slut! You love me. Worship me. Yes, yes! Athena!” I threw back my head, my pussy clenching. The pressure rose up to the tip of my cock. I hit that frantic moment when there was no going back. My dick would erupt. I thrust my hips forward, slamming my cock to the back of her throat. I painted her tonsils with my futa-cum. The jizz boiled out of my girl-balls and burst out of my dick. It splashed into her mouth. She moaned in delight and then swallowed. She gulped down my seed. I gasped, my pussy convulsing. Shuddering. Juices gushed out, dripping down my thighs. “Yes, yes, yes, Athena!” I moaned, the dual delights surging through my body. I drank in the convulsing bliss from my cunt and the explosive euphoria from my dick. I rode that wonderful delight as she sucked out more and more futa-cum from my balls. They emptied my spunk into her hungry mouth. I hit that peak of pleasure, pumping the last of my spunk into Athena's mouth. She kept nursing to draw out the last of my cum. It was a wild delight to enjoy. I shuddered, savoring that wonderful delight spilling through me. And down my thighs. My cream ran hot from my cunt. I shuddered as I pulled back, drawing my cock from her hungry mouth. She gasped, a line of drool connecting my dick to her mouth. More drool spilled down her chin. She had made such a wicked mess. “Did that prove how much I love you?” she asked. “Mmm, it did,” I moaned. “But you're always going to have to prove it.” I smiled. “What's the best way for you to prove your love to me right now?” She flicked her eyes to my cock. “You're still hard, Mildred.” “I'm a futa, not a man,” I said. “Then I know what I have to do.” She grabbed her silky blouse and untucked it from her skirt. Then she pulled it up and over her breasts. Her round tits appeared cradled in a black bra. Her tits jiggled as her black hair swayed about her face. She adjusted her glasses then reached behind her. “You're going to feel the depth of my love. My devotion.” “I know I will,” I said, curious about what she would do. She unhooked her bra. Straps spilled off her shoulder. Her breasts came out, nice and firm. Nipples hard. She shuddered, dropping her bra, and then attacked her dark pencil skirt. A short zipper rasped down on her left hip. The fabric dropped down her thighs and piled around her heeled feet. A black thong lurked beneath, a few curls of her trimmed bush peeking out the sides. I shuddered as she shoved her panties down. I breathed in. Over my own tangy musk, her tart aroma filled my nose. I shuddered, my mouth watering at that delicious aroma. I inhaled deeply, my breasts swelling the front of my blouse. “Yum,” I groaned. “You smell good.” “Thank you,” she moaned and then darted to me. She undid the buttons of my blouse. There were three of them, large squares. She opened my blouse, my round tits held in a bronze bra matching the panties she'd already stripped off of me. She groaned in delight and hugged me tight, pushing her naked boobs into mine. My futa-cock throbbed against her belly, her silky flesh rubbing on me. It felt incredible. I savored it as she unhooked my bra. She pulled that off from between our boobs, and suddenly our naked tits were rubbing together. I shuddered as she moaned. She wiggled her shoulders as she dropped my bra to the floor, sliding her boobs over mine. Our nipples caressed. Sparks flared. She had this wild heat in her eyes as she stepped back. She bit her lip and then turned around. She bent over her desk, aiming her ass at me. It was such a submissive gesture, an acknowledgment that I was the one in power here. She wiggled her rump at me, her bush between her thighs. She grabbed both her firm butt-cheeks. My boss parted them, exposing her asshole. “Fuck my butt, Mildred. Anal will prove how much I love you. I've never given this to any man, but it's yours. I'm yours. I love you so much.” “Yes, you do,” I groaned, my futa-dick throbbing. The ache swelled in my balls already. “Mmm, you are definitely going to love the gift I'm going to give you. You're so bold.” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Athena Pearce Delight rippled through me at Mildred's compliment. “Thank you!” I whimpered, my fingers holding my asscheeks apart. I felt so exposed, my butthole on display for her to enjoy. “I'm so glad I'm earning your gift. Your love.” “Yes, you've earned it,” Mildred said. Her transformation was so amazing. I would never have believed Mildred could have this confidence. Could be this sexy. Her pussy smelled so good, just the best thing in the world. She had that big cock. The salty flavor of her jizz lingered on my mouth. I shuddered, so aching for her to sodomize me. She pressed the tip of her girl-dick between my butt-cheeks. I gasped as she slipped in between them. A hot delight shivered through me. She slid it up and down, stirring it between us. I closed my eyes and groaned in delight. The wet tip went lower and lower until she found my virgin butthole. I didn't know if this would hurt or not, but I was ready for her to sodomize me. Even if this was the most painful act in the world, I would give it to her. Anal would prove my devotion. How much I loved her. She pushed against my sphincter. I whimpered, feeling my anal ring widened. I wanted to clench down, to resist, but I forced myself to relax. This was my love's futa-cock. My nipples throbbed against my desk's surface as my sphincter stretched to its limits. It almost hurt. I groaned, strange sensations rippling through me. Her cock popped into my bowels. “Oh, my god!” I groaned. “Mmm, that's good,” panted Mildred. She slid her girl-dick deeper and deeper into my bowels. “Oh, that's really good.” “I'm so happy,” I moaned as her futa-cock spread me open. My anal sheath stretched around her. It felt so weird to have her in my bowels. My asshole clenched about her, drinking in this velvety friction. It didn't hurt. In fact, it was starting to feel good. Real good. The deeper into my bowels she penetrated, the more I moaned. The more I liked it. My body shuddered on my desk. My nipples rubbed into the surface. I groaned, the delight tingling through me. I shuddered, whimpering out my pleasure. It was all so good. So amazing. I would have such a huge orgasm. I would explode on this girl-dick. She was so deep in me. She had penetrated so far into my bowels. It was amazing. Wonderful. I gasped, my asshole squeezing down so tight on her girl-dick. I shuddered, a big smile crossing my lips. This was what I needed. This was amazing. Her bush rubbed into my butt-cheeks. Her hairless balls dangled against my taint. I had taken every bit of her. And then she pulled back. My back arched, pushing my tits into my desk. My nipples throbbed as I gasped out in delight. “Mildred, I love your girl-dick in me!” I panted. “I know,” she groaned. “God, you're so tight, Athena. You're going to make me cum so hard.” “Good,” I moaned and then glanced at the clothing box on my desk. What had she bought for me? What delicious gift had my love procured for me? I couldn't wait to find out. She slammed back into me. Her dick thrust in deeper and faster. I groaned, my bowels relaxing around her girl-dick. The pleasure swept through my body. I groaned, savoring every inch of her girl-dick penetrating into me. I gasped, loving it. This was amazing. Perfection. She pumped away at me. Her balls smacked into my flesh. The velvety heat melted to my pussy. My cunt drank it in, my orgasm building and building with every moment. I gasped beneath her, trembling, my bowels clenching about her girl-dick. “Yes, yes, yes!” I gasped. “Oh, that's so good, Mildred. Mmm, you're fucking me so hard.” “It feels so good!” Mildred moaned. “I can feel how much you love me. Ooh, your virgin bowels are going to make me explode!” “Yes, yes, yes!” I gasped. “Oh, Mistress, you have to cum in me. You have to fire all your jizz into my bowels. I'm yours!” “You are!” she groaned, thrusting faster and faster. My pussy grew hotter. Juices soaked my bush. Trickles ran down my thighs, ticklish and delightful. Her girly balls smacked into my taint as her futa-cock plowed into my bowels. I shuddered, on the verge of my orgasm. But I held it off. I wanted her to cum in me. I was showing her my love. My devotion. She buried into my bowels again and again. I loved every moment of it. Every last stroke of her girl-dick into me. She made me shiver. Gasp. She made me feel so wonderful. “Mildred!” I groaned. “Dump your cum in me!” “Getting there!” She buried her girl-dick deep into my bowels. “Oh, I'm getting there. Athena!” Hot cum fired into my bowels. My orgasm exploded through me. The pleasure raced through my body, triggered by her futa-dick dumping her jizz in me. My pussy convulsed. My asshole writhed around her girl-dick. The pleasure rushed through me, this heady ecstasy. I pleased Mildred. I gave her such bliss. “Oh, god, yes, Athena!” she groaned, more and more of her futa-cum firing into me. “Mildred!” I howled, my mind drowning in euphoria. My asshole worked out all her cum while I shuddered on the table. My nipples throbbed on my desk. I quivered in delight, savoring that wonderful pleasure surging through me. I squeezed my eyes shut. I whimpered as my bowels milked out the last of her cum. “Oh, Athena, that was amazing!” she moaned. “I felt all your love. Mmm, did you feel mine.” “Every last drop,” I groaned, my body buzzing with the delight she gave me. I shuddered as she pulled her girl-cock out of me. I felt her jizz brimming in my asshole. She filled me up with all that spunk. I couldn't believe how amazing that felt. I just wanted to lie here forever. My eyes closed as I panted. Pussy cream dripped down my thighs. I must have squirted out so much juices while I was quivering in delight. It was just the best. I wiggled my hips back and forth, savoring every last second of this bliss. “Oh, that's good. That's really good.” Mildred sounded so happy. “Athena, open your present. You've more than earned it.” I gasped and bolted upright. “Yes, Mildred. Thank you!” Such joy shot through me. I was so lucky to get a present from her. She was amazing. I grabbed the white clothing box wrapped up in a purple ribbon. I pulled on the loose tail. The cloth whisked together and then it spilled open. My pussy clenched in anticipation. Cum leaked out of my asshole. Hands shaking with joy, I lifted off the lid. I did it slowly, savoring every moment of this. It popped free. I set it to the side with care. Next, I pulled aside the tissue paper to reveal a pair of black panties with red lace on them. They appeared naughty. The type of panties you'd buy for a lover. “Oh, Mildred, they're gorgeous,” I moaned, lifting them up. I stroked them through my fingers, sliding my digits across them. There was red on the crotch. Two lines of lace and... “Are they crotchless.” “Yes, they are,” Mildred purred. “When I saw them, I thought of you.” I whirled around to face her, tears filling my eyes. “Oh, thank you, Mildred. Can I put them on right now?” “God, yes,” she moaned, stroking her dirty cock with eager delight. It was clear she was anticipating that something would happen. I shuddered, my round breasts swaying as I stepped into the dainty pair. Right foot and then left. I drew them up, the fabric kissing my skin. Mildred groaned and bit her lower lip. She wiggled her hips back and forth, whimpering. The fabric passed my knees. Then they hit my thighs. I groaned as they climbed higher. I stretched the elastic waistband over my rump. Mildred groaned, her hand pumping faster on her dirty cock. The fabric seated against my pussy and gripped my ru— I came. It was no ordinary orgasm, it was a powerful one. The room spun around me. Pussy juices gushed out of my cunt. I gasped and moaned, trembling. I stumbled, grabbing my desk and then I was on the floor. I gasped and thrashed, my panties growing soaked with my juices. “Oh, my fucking god!” I howled. Tsunamis of rapture swept through me. Great tidal waves of bliss slammed into my mind. Stars burst across my vision as I drowned in ecstasy. I bucked on my side, my entire body writhing in the currents of euphoria flowing out of my pussy. Something sprouted from my crotch. I swear to god that I felt something growing from me. It was thrusting from my pubic mound. It brushed the panties and then slipped out through the slit in the crotch. I groaned, trembling. “Am I growing a futa-dick, Mildred?” I howled. “Yes, you are,” Mildred moaned. She stood over me, looking so lovely, her brown hair spilling about her face. Her dark eyes gleamed behind her glasses. She licked her lips. “You are my futa, aren't you?” “Yes, yes, yes!” I gasped. “I love you! I love you so much! Thank you. Thank you.” “You're welcome,” she moaned and put her foot on my hip. She gently pushed, rolling me onto my back. My futa-cock thrust up before me. I could see it bobbing. I groaned, my orgasm finally dying down. Every inch of my new panties was soaked by my juices. My tart musk filled the air. “Mmm, you're going to do so much for me with those panties,” Mildred groaned. “We're going to have so much fun.” “Yes!” I gasped as she straddled me. She lowered down to sit on me. Was she...? She was! “Oh, Mildred, thank you! I'm so glad that you're going to enjoy my new futa-dick.” “Of course I'm going to enjoy it,” she moaned. She had such a wicked gleam in her eyes. “Why do you think I gave you those panties. I want to enjoy this big dick in me.” She straddled me. I gasped at that. It was incredible. Then she lifted up my cock. She held me in her throbbing hand. Her pussy came closer and closer, covered by her brown bush. I felt this ache swelling in my... my... My balls. I had girly balls. They were hard and aching. I groaned, savoring the feel of them full of my cum. I bit my lip as she lowered her pussy down to my throbbing futa-dick. Her curly pubic hair brushed the tip. I gasped at how amazing that felt. Then her hot folds rubbed into my crown. “Mildred,” I moaned in awe as her pussy began engulfing my new girl-cock. “Enjoy,” she said, her big dick and girl-balls swaying before her. “Just enjoy.” “Yes!” I screamed as she swallowed me. Inch after inch of my girl-dick vanished into her pussy. Her hot, silky, wet warmth engulfed me. My eyes widened at how incredible it was. My cunt drank in the heat. So did my new balls. I trembled on my back, my boobs jiggling. I whimpered. Moaned. More and more of her engulfed me. My futa-dick was so big. I couldn't believe how huge it was. I whimpered, my back rubbing into the ground. The pleasure swept over me. My breasts rose and fell, savoring this wonderful rapture. “Mildred!” I gasped. “Oh, my god!” “I know,” she moaned, squeezing her cunt around me. That made this feel even more incredible. Then she bottomed out on me, her futa-dick twitching over my stomach. I grabbed it, holding the hot shaft in my hand. I stroked up and down it. She shuddered, squeezing around my new appendage every time I stroked to the pinnacle of her cock. I threw back my head. I whimpered, moaned. Pleasure fluttered through me. My heart hammered in my chest. My cunt clenched, drinking in the heat. The pressure in my balls increased. Then she rose up me. “Mildred!” I gasped. “Oh, my god, this is amazing. I love you. I love being a futa! Thank you! Thank you!” “Oh, our fun is just beginning!” she promised, her round breasts swaying. She pushed up her glasses and grinned down at me. “We're going to do so much!” “Yes!” I gasped as she slammed her pussy down my futa-dick. Her hungry cunt engulfed my girl-cock. I whimpered and moaned, the heat rushing through me. My dick throbbed in her pussy. her silky flesh massaged me, increasing the pressure in my girl-nuts. They brimmed with my futa-cum. I would fire the first load of my seed into Mildred's pussy. How did I get so blessed? I pumped my hand up and down her girl-cock. I stroked her, my hand flying faster and faster. She moaned, squeezing her twat down around me. The pleasure rushed through my body. She moaned, her breasts bouncing as she rode me. They were such delicious things to watch. I licked my lips, drinking in the sight of them heaving over my head. I shuddered, my twat clenching tight. This wonderful heat swept through my body. I groaned, my shoulder blades writhing. It was incredible to enjoy. It was an amazing rapture to experience. This exciting bliss swept through me. My pussy drank it in, my balls aching with the pressure. I bit my lip, loving every inch of her cunt sliding up and down my futa-dick. My hand stroked hers, loving it. “Yes, yes, yes!” she moaned. “Oh, my god, that's it. Ooh, Athena!” “Mildred!” “Are you going to cum in me?” Whimpering, I nodded. “Yes, yes, I want you flooding my pussy with all that futa-cum!” She slammed down my futa-cock, her dick throbbing in my embrace. “I want my pussy dripping in it.” “I'll baste your pussy, Mildred!” My words sent my hand to flying up and down her girl-cock. She gasped, throwing back her head. Her brown hair flew about her face, her glasses gleaming in the sunlight flooding through my office window. She gasped and groaned, her cunt clenching about my futa-cock. My balls ached. They were building and building with a load of girl-cum. I would have such a huge eruption. I would fire all that jizz. I would just erupt. So much spunk would fire from my cock. But not before she came. I fought it. I clenched my teeth against my first futa-climax. My balls brimmed with so much cum. My pussy itched, the feminine and familiar orgasm swelling through my twat's depths. “Mildred!” I moaned, caressing her girl-dick. “Yes!” she howled. “Oh, yes, yes, that's it. Just like that, Athena! Oh, we're going to have so much fun!” “We are!” I gasped. She slammed her cunt down my cock. Her pussy burst into wild convulsions. Her dick pulsed. Hot cum fired from her shaft and splashed on my round tits. I gasped as she basted my breasts with her spunk. She coated me with her passion. She smothered my tits in her bliss. I bucked on the floor as I exploded in her. “Mildred!” My futa-cum pumped into her spasming pussy as her futa-passion splattered my body. She moaned, more and more of her spunk splashing on my tits. One spurt hit my mouth. It painted my lips. I loved it. “Yes, yes, fire all that jizz in me!” she gasped, her pussy convulsing around my cock, milking at my erupting shaft. I whimpered, my body shuddering as such rapture flooded through me. Two different delights. The wild and heady explosions from my futa-cock and the gentle and rippling bliss from my pussy. I bucked and moaned on the floor. My tits rose and fell, dripping with her futa-cum. My cunt writhed, gushing out juices. It was wicked and wild. It was utterly delicious. Her pussy wrung out the last of my cum while my hand squeezed out the final drops onto my belly. “Oh, yes, yes, that's so good!” she moaned, her eyes fluttering. “Mmm, did you love your gift, Athena?” “I absolutely did!” I moaned, my tits covered in jizz. “And look at that mess we made,” Mildred purred. “In my pussy. On your tits.” “Oh, no, I'll have to clean that up.” Her smile grew wickeder. “Why? That's why you have that cute secretary.” Mildred leaned over me. “Did you know that your panties will mind-control anyone who breathes them. It's why you love me so much.” “That's amazing,” I gasped. “You gave this to me.” “I want your ambition,” she moaned. “Mmm, you're going to do so much for me, aren't you?” I gasped, wicked ideas dancing in my mind. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Mildred Dean I sat naked on Athena's desk, my thighs squeezed shut. She stood beside me, her new panties in her hand. She picked up her phone, her futa-cock throbbing out before her gleaming in my pussy juices. My cum ran over her tits, looking just delicious. “Minako, I need you in here right away,” Athena said after a moment. Then she hung up. A moment later, the door opened. “You needed to see...” Minako's voice trailed off. The Japanese secretary gasped at the sight of our naked bodies. My futa-cock throbbed as the cutie gasped, “Ms. Pearce?” “Mmm, I need you to smell these panties for me,” Athena said, stalking forward as she held her crotchless delights before her. “What?” Minako gasped, her round face blanching in shock. She had those delicate, Japanese cheekbones and this porcelain, olive skin. Her narrow, black eyebrows rose in shock as she took a step back. “I said to breathe in the musk from my panties,” Athena said with absolute authority cracking in her voice. “Not say 'what' or gape at me like you're a mouth-breathing cretin that's never heard a word of the English language.” “I... that's...” Minako swallowed then she took the panties from Athena and, gingerly, brought them close to her face. She gave just the small inhalation, a small twitch of her nose. “There, I...” Her words trailed off as this look of awe crossed her face. That magical moment when the mind-controlling powers swept over her. I was so right about Athena. She had just the right sort of drive and ambition. She would do all that boring stuff while I had fun. “Oh, my,” Minako said and sniffed again, this time longer. She brought the panties closer to her nose. “Is this your... your pussy, Ms. Pearce?” “Yes, it is,” purred my futa-slave. “Mmm, isn't that just the most delightful thing in the world?” “Yes!” she moaned. “Wrong!” Athena's voice snapped through the air. Minako gasped and flinched back. “Mildred's pussy is the most delightful scent in the world. I want you to go over there, shove your face in her pussy, and experience that heavenly aroma for yourself.” “Yes, Ms. Pearce,” Minako gasped. “You're so right. I'm so wrong. My deepest apologies.” The Japanese cutie rushed over to me, her almond-shaped eyes focusing on me. I lifted my girl-balls and leaned back, my legs parted so she could have an easy time getting at my pussy. Her black hair fell about her face as she leaned over and nuzzled in. She inhaled deeply. “That is the most delightful scent in the world,” she moaned. She brought her face closer. She pressed her nose right into my brown curls. She inhaled again. “Oh, my, yes.” “Mmm, it is,” Athena said, staring at Minako's ass. I smiled as the Japanese secretary nuzzled her face into my bush while staring at my futa-slave. “Are you enjoying the sight of her rump, Athena?” “It's just so cute,” moaned Athena as she stroked her cock. “Enjoy,” I said. “Unless I have a task for you, feel free to fuck any woman you can.” “Yes,” moaned Athena. “Oh, Mildred, I love you so much.” I smiled in delight and looked down at Minako. “Do you love me?' She hesitated. “I love what you smell like, Mildred.” “Of course you love her,” Athena said. “She's amazing. You worship her and would do anything for her. Like me.” “Yes!” Minako moaned and then licked my pussy with sudden hunger. I groaned as she lapped at my cunt, my futa-dick quivering above her. My balls rested on the bridge of her nose, the two testicles spilling around it. Her eyes stared up at my cock while Athena came up behind the secretary. The futa grabbed Minako's skirt and hiked it, sliding it over the cutie's rum. “Mmm, these panties are delicious, but they have to go,” moaned Athena, tugging down her secretary's panties. “Yes,” I moaned, leaning back and letting Minako lick my pussy. “Mmm, stroke my cock as you feast on me.” “Yes, Ms. Dean,” she moaned and grabbed my cock. The Japanese secretary stroked my cock and licked my pussy. I groaned, the pleasure swelling in my balls. It was delicious. At the same moment, Athena was pulling down the secretary's panties. A throaty groan came from my futa-slave. “I'm going to enjoy this,” she purred and pressed her cock between Minako's butt-cheeks. The secretary gasped into my twat. Her hand tightened on my dick. I loved that wonderful moment. Her tongue thrust into my cunt's depths. She moaned as Athena groaned. Her breasts swayed as she drilled her cock into Minako's ass. My pussy clenched on Minako's tongue as I watched the wicked sight. My futa-dick throbbed and ached, my breasts swaying. This heat rippled through me, stirred up by the moaning cutie. More and more of Athena's cock vanished into Minako's bowels. Then my futa-slave bottomed out in the cutie. “Yes!” gasped Athena. She grabbed Minako's hips and drew back. “Ms. Pearce!” squealed Minako into my cunt as Athena thrust forward. I felt every one of Athena's thrusts into Minako's bowels shivering through her body. She moaned into my cunt and stroked my cock as she took that big dick in her ass. I groaned, loving it. My breasts swayed. I pushed up my glasses and then leaned back farther on my elbows. I savored the pleasure sweeping through my body. This wonderful bliss built and built in my depths. My balls drank in the delight of her tongue and the stroking pleasure of her hand. Precum spilled from my cock's tip. She massaged the gleaming cream into my shaft. “Yes, yes, yes!” gasped Athena as she thrust forward, her tits heaving. “Oh, Minako, this ass. I'm going to fire my cum in this tight ass!” “Good, Ms. Pearce!” the cutie moaned. “Mmm, and I'm going to drown you in pussy cream!” I moaned. “Wonderful, Ms. Dean! Please, please, drown me! I want it!” She stroked me faster. Her tongue fluttered up my folds. She brushed my clit. Sparks flared. I gasped, my toes curling. The ache at the tip of my dick grew and grew. That wonderful pleasure would explode out of me. The slap of flesh on flesh echoed through the room as Athena fucked her girl-dick in and out of the cutie. She fucked Minako hard. Fast. The futa pounded that sexy, Japanese beauty's asshole with powerful strokes. I loved the sounds. The moans. The way Minako fluttered her tongue against my clit. She fisted my cock with powerful strokes while caressing my bud. I whimpered, my orgasm building so fast now. Nothing would stop my orgasm. I would have a huge one. Just cum so hard. My balls tightened. I groaned and shuddered. Minako whimpered. She sucked on my clit. She nursed on my bud, her hand flying up and down my cock. Athena plowed harder and harder into Minako's bowels. “Oh, my god, yes!” Athena gasped. “Shit, that's it. That's what I want. The way you squeeze it... Oh, god, yes! I'm cumming!” She buried into Minako. The secretary squealed around my clit as she felt that futa-spunk pumping into her bowels. She sucked on my bud and fisted my dick. I swear, she must be cumming, too. Her passion swelled through me. My balls boiled over. Hot cum fired out of my futa-dick. The white delight arced up and then rained down on my tits. The jizz splattered over me. I shuddered, loving that delight painting across my tits. My pussy convulsed. My cream gushed out. Minako licked it up. “Yes, yes, yes!” I howled. “That's it, Minako!” gasped Athena. “That's how you worship Mildred. Yes, yes, just like that. You're doing great. You're such an amazing secretary. You keep doing this good, and you'll be rewarded.” “I'm so happy!” she moaned between licks of my cream. Cum spilled over my tits. I shuddered, savoring this heat burning through me. I groaned, knowing that Athena would do so much for me. She would be driven to get wealth. Power. Prestige. She would claim it all for me. I threw back my head and trembled as my orgasm died. I loved these panties. I was so glad P had given them to me. “Mildred's tits are dirty,” Athena hissed. “Clean them with your tongue.” “Yes, Ms. Pearce,” Minako moaned. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Chloe Quick I squirmed through my next class. I felt so naked without my panties, but this plan would be amazing. I couldn't wait for Ms. Escamilla to open her gift. I hoped she would wait for the lunch break so I could be there. But she wasn't under my power. Yet. She would be. It was so hard to focus. My girl-dick was throbbing. There were so many cute girls in my English class. Gina, Beverly, Clarissa, Tammy, and Jeanette were all gorgeous, eighteen or nineteen. Freshmen like me. God, I wanted to do such filthy things with them. My pussy clenched, my poor panties fighting against my throbbing cock and my tide of cunt cream flowing out of me. It bit my lip, fingers flexing as I struggled to listen to Mr. Donaldson, my English professor. Why did this have to be so boring? I just wanted to get to lunch. I wanted to have all that wonderful fun with Ms. Escamilla. It would be so hot. I wanted to ask for a bathroom break, but masturbation wasn't what I needed. I needed some sisterly attention. Discreetly, I pulled out my cell phone. “Want to fuk?” I kept my phone on my lap, hoping Mr. Donaldson wouldn't notice. “God, yes. Mr. Asshat is boring me. First floor bathroom.” “Sounds good.” I raised my hand. “Mr. Donaldson.” “Er, yes, Chloe.” “I not feeling well. I think I need to visit the nurse.” He sighed. “Okay.” He pulled out a pad and filled out a note. I'd have to bring it back or get in trouble. My sis was an expert at forging the college nurse's signature. Pass in hand, I headed out, trying to look miserable. I slipped into the hallway and then smirked. I rushed through it, eager to get me some incest pussy. My big sis would be squealing on my cock. I hummed, grinning at the classrooms I passed. I passed all those poor students who didn't get to know the delight of having sex at our college, let alone the sheer joy of sliding their cocks into their big sister's cunts. Only fucking my mom was a better incestuous thrill. I reached the bathroom and burst inside. Bryana was waiting for me. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Verónica Escamilla Curiosity piqued my interest as my second-period class took their test. Their pencils were scratching away. I brushed my finger against Chloe's gift sitting on the edge of my desk. A clothing box wrapped in a purple ribbon, tied badly, off-center and lopsided like it was done in a hurry. What had she bought me? It was a little strange, but girls could get crushes on their professors, even female ones, at that age. Or maybe she was realizing she was a lesbian and starting to come out. This was further proof that she'd had a major life change. I had to be on the watch to see if it would affect her grades and make sure that she had any support she needed. I glanced at the clock. Half an hour left. I pulled the box to me and grabbed the ribbon. I pulled with care, not wanting to make noise and distract my students. The ribbon came undone, the sound barely a whisper over the scratch of twenty-three pencils. I lifted the corner of the box, spotting tissue paper and something white bunched up on top. A spicy scent filled the air. It had that wet musk of an aroused woman. My pussy went molten in a flash as this hunger surged through me. I opened the box further and realized the bunched up cloth were panties. Wet ones. Soaked all the way through. They were sitting on tissue paper with something else beneath. I grabbed the panties, feeling how drenched they were. It was the source of this mouth-watering scent. She'd left her lacy panties drenched in her own pussy cream. I couldn't believe this. I brought them to my nose and inhaled deeply. I squeezed my hand so tight around the dainty cloth, I wrung out juices that ran down my wrist. I licked them up, savoring the spicy musk. I breathed in again, this wild heat bursting through me. My heart pounded in my chest as I loved this wonderful aroma. My eyes squeezed shut as I inhaled again and again. I had never breathed anything that smelled better. The aroma of Chloe's pussy was intoxicating. I couldn't stop breathing it in. I kept rubbing the panties against my nose. My students were taking the test as this wicked heat blazed through me. I squirmed on my chair. My eyes stared at the cloth beneath. The amazing Chloe had given me something else. I had to see it. Holding the panties balled up in my right hand, my left pulled away the tissue paper with care so as not to disturb my students. I revealed a pair of black, satin panties. They looked to have a naughty cut to them. High in the waist, almost like a French cut. I shuddered, touching the fabric. My pussy clenched as I breathed in that spicy musk again. Chloe had given me panties. I had to put them on right now. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The Figure quivered. Things were getting interesting. To be continued...
Jennifer was waiting for him again and her mind drifted off to how she had gotten into the sugar bowl…. Her friend Joan had told about the website and how cool it was to have a sugar daddy…besides she laughed, “if you make ‘em fuck you doggy, you don’t even have to look at them”…She liked Bob…He was the one prospective sugar daddy who treated her like a person…Most of the others had been mildly insulting ...wanting to negotiate the price and frequency of various sex acts before they had even met. Bob invited her to coffee and then to lunch. Bob had been up front about wanting to be a “Friend with Benefits”…but as he said…”Friends first”… He seemed genuinely interested in her and her life. While he always treated her like a lady….she found herself listing all the things he had done to make her life better…He was paying her tuition for the graduate school courses she was taking evenings in business…Jennifer had a four year degree and a job as a dental hygienist …but regretted her career choice that required her to put her hands in people’s mouths everyday…She could talk to Bob about that and he had promised to help her find another job when she graduated…Of course, the allowance he paid her (which was now $1500 a month up from $1000) took a lot of the pressure off and allowed her to put a little money away for her daughter’s education. Bob had also provided her with a car…it’s in his name but she has the use of it…and he pays the insurance and has provided a credit card that covers her gas… Jennifer and Bob went out 2-3 times a month…dinners at nice restaurants only at first…but they now mixed in some more casual evenings …Last month she just had him come over for a cookout. Jennifer found she actually enjoyed his company. He was 62 and almost 35 years her senior…but he was she had found a genuinely nice person…Of course, as he had pointed out more than once…she never would have given him a second look if they had met any other way. The sugar bowl made their relationship possible. Jennifer checked her watch and noted he was ten minutes late. She smiled as she noted, that she had done much to make his life better too…mostly in the bedroom. Their first two meeting had been chaste evenings …dinner at two of the finer restaurants in town…Jen could see the lust in his eyes but soon realized he didn’t really know how to even broach the subject of sex…with a woman. He was a widower who lost his wife over a year ago…not really a player. After their second dinner and his awkwardness when he walked her to her car…she decided to take control. She called and invited him for coffee. While they shared coffee…she outlined the simple framework of an “arrangement”…She acknowledged his Friends first speech …and suggested it was time to get to the point…She outlined the things she needed a sugar daddy to take care of…a really modest list initially…and noted that there really was nothing she wouldn’t do in the bedroom for a man who provided those things…It was obvious he really didn’t know what to say…so she took him by the hand and walked him out to his car….and put him in his own back seat…pulled his pants down and blew him right there…She swallowed his load and smiled saying,..”You know what you need to do Bob if you want this to happen again.” Bob had gotten the message…but he still didn’t really know how to handle her…He set up their next meeting at a local hotel…and conducted what felt like a closing presenting the cash and things she’s asked for…plus the car and credit card…on the desk in the room…then he looked at her longingly…Jen was still in her dental hygienist uniform…the timing had not allowed her to go home and change…She smiled at him and excused herself and went to the bathroom…She emerged wearing only the same heels she had worn all day and a necklace… Bob had been seated in the one chair in the room…and Jen came over and sat in his lap….He had a look of childlike wonder on his face …as she leaned in and whispered in his ear…”Do with me as you will good sir”…and then he did. He lifted her up with a strength that surprised her and had kissed her deeply. She could smell his cologne and feel the urgency of his need. He stepped out of his clothes and exposed a serious erection…While his lust for her was obvious…she was impressed with his attentiveness to her needs …First fondling her breasts and nipples then slowly moving down to her pussy…He took his time and exhibited skills with his fingers and tongue that pleasantly surprised her… twice…She started a steady stream of slutty dialogue that she continued only after seeing the effect it had on him…She maneuvered around and took him in her mouth. While he writhed in pleasure…He pulled himself out of her mouth and stopped her saying only “please, I need to be inside you” She rolled over and spread her legs for him…and caught a glimpse of that little boy look again…In a flash it was gone and he was plunged deep inside her…They started in mish and then rolled over to doggy. Finally, he asked if she would take the top…and she did…all thye while telling him he wanted his cum…She found a rhythm and rocked her hips in such a way that she felt her orgasm building and when she came …she came hard and lost her breath…He came almost immediately thereafter…and she smiled when she realized he had waited for her… She checked her watch again and he was now twenty minutes late and this wasn’t like him…particularly since this was the night she had agreed he could bring his handcuffs…
The hotel room door opened and she walked in…looking lovely as always. She’s a flight attendant and I see her whenever she has a layover here in town. Today’s trip was scheduled (some are not when she does a late substitution)…She had texted me from the airport as has become our standard practice…thus I knew to leave the door blocked open with the slide bar used to secure the room from the inside. She looked lovely and smiled that smile that lights up a room…I was sitting on the bed watching television and she moved over to kiss me…She looked at me apologetically and said,” I have got to change or we’ll be late”…We had tickets to the new production of My Fair Lady in town and she was running late… I’m a 57 year old defense executive …I hit the gym regularly and keep myself in pretty good shape…I met Virginia thru the sugar bowl…a wonderful internet site that introduces younger women (“sugar babies”) to generous older men (“Sugar daddy’s”). Again, she’s a flight attendant…25 years old…married to a lawyer. When we first met she explained that her husband was struggling to make partner and he was in his office almost all the time…She loved her husband and was committed to the marriage…but wanted an outlet with a sugar daddy who would give her the time and attention she couldn’t get at home right now…I would be her Friend with Benefits she said…and that’s how our relationship evolved. She stayed with me that first night in an airport hotel. We had talked for what seemed like hours at a coffee shop near the airport…I offered dinner but she smiled and said she really wasn’t hungry. After I had organized a room, and after I had fixed us both a drink (we did stop at a liquor store on the way to the hotel)…she gently pushed me into the only chair in a nicely appointed hotel room. She smiled confidently as she started to undress…removing first the scarf, the jacket. then skirt, blouse, bra and panties…all in silence…while maintaining the devilish smile and eye contact Virginia was about 5’6 or so…with a fabulous figure…I’ll say 34B very perky breasts with a thin waist and an ass to die for…She kept her heels on and they showed off her legs to advantage…Her pussy was shaved and I guess I couldn’t stop staring at it…She walked over to where I was sitting confidently and kissed me gently as she leaned into my shoulders as a signal not to try and stand…She re-established eye contact and slid to her knees...She unbuckled my pants and smiled saying , “let’s see what we have here”…While I would be lying if I said my cock was anything but average…she seemed pleased enough and immediately took me in her mouth…Her skills were exceptional and I nearly lost my load in the first two minutes…and I had to stop her… “Did I hurt you?” she asked. “No, no Virginia…I just was on the brink of coming …and at my age I’m afraid I’m a single shot kind of guy…”I answered. She smiled as she loosened my tie and said…”We’ll work on that”. She kissed me passionately as our tongues introduced themselves and finished undressing me…”May I return the favor?” I asked. I pushed her back into the same chair and she moved both legs over the arms to provide me full access to her pristine pussy …with a look of pure anticipation… “Yes, please Daddy. “she replied. I kissed her gently and started by paying some respect to her 32B’s as both nipples were hard and begging for attention…Virginia gasped when I took the right one in my mouth and played with it with my tongue. She wriggled with pleasure as I moved to the left, and she sighed “that’s it …thank you Daddy” Her eyes were closed now as she obviously focused in on her own pleasure…I slid down her perfect torso and flirted softly with her inner thighs…until I could sense her growing impatience…I ran my finger up and down her slit which was already soaked…then followed with my tongue…She moaned softly, “Yes…oh Yes Daddy….”…I continued licking and noticed her lips relaxing …and inserted two fingers which I curled to touch her G spot …and she twisted in the chair and moaned loudly …While I maintained contact with her vaginal lips…her pleasure was obviously building and I moved In to suck her clitoris…I could feel her pushing herself against my tongue and mouth before she gushed her juices into my mouth…She convulsed and tried to muffle a scream…the she lay there motionless for a few moments…After a while she got up and walked to the bathroom…and came back with a hand towel and started wiping my face…but I pushed her arm aside and grabbed her for another kiss…one where I could feel her full torso up against me… I took her hand and led her over to the bed…..and we both moved some of our clothing that had been left there over to the chair. I told her I had condoms…She smiled at me and said “that won’t be necessary”…She made only one request…and made clear it was a request not a rule…She told me I was welcome to come in her mouth…or on her body…or in her ass…just not in her pussy…apparently in deference to her marriage and her husband…We made it thru several positions (I couldn’t believe my own stamina…though I twice had to focus like a laser on remembering the entire Red Sox roster in order to honor her one request). Virginia came at least twice…and finally climbed off me in cowgirl…and sucked me off to completion. It seemed like I came for a solid two minutes …but whatever it really was she swallowed it all with a smile. I started to talk but she reached over and put her finger over my lips to silence me as she snuggled in. I woke at around midnight and told her I had to go…I told her the room was paid for and she was welcome to stay…She smiled and said she had an early flight… I guess we have connected at least a dozen times over the last three months…She likes to go on real dates…a nice dinner, the theatre….She brings a dress to wear usually though I have bought her several too. We really have become very close friends.. I took her to a hockey game one night and she really enjoyed that as well…and it was fun for me to see her dressed down as I had bought her a team jersey to wear to the game. The sex just gets better and better. She enjoys anal and so do I. From what I gather he husband isn’t into it…the only problem is that while she has gotten me to where I can do multiple shots with her…She knows that once I am in her ass…I get so excited that when I am done there…I am done. I guess I’m hoping that her airline doesn’t change her route assignments and her husband ascent to a partnership takes several more years…
I was 20 years old. My dirty blonde hair hung down to my shoulders. I had a lip ring and small gauges in her ears. I was somewhat of a promiscuous girl, and i also was a bit of a pot head. My father owned a local gas station and i worked most Friday nights. One night, Halloween to be exact, i was working and there was a long drought between customers. The gas station was on the edge of town so it didn't get a whole lot of business. At about 10pm a young man named kyle came to get some fuel. I knew Kyle. I was a year older than him in school and we used to smoke weed together. I never thought of Kyle as more than a friend, but tonight, with little business at the gas station, i was bored and wanted company. I started with small talk and soon Kyle had asked me if she wanted to smoke some pot. I excitedly said yes and we went outside and smoked a bowl. I began getting very flirty with Kyle and started rubbing on his cock through his jeans. I took his hand and put it up my shirt on my breast. When kyle started kissing me i stopped him and Said i had an idea. I was mad at my dad for scheduling me to work weekends and took Kyle inside, i climbed up on the counter and told him to lock the door. Kyle did so and came back over to me, sitting on the counter next to the register, the only spot in the store that the camera watched. I took off my shirt and unbuttoned my pants. Kyle pulled my jeans down and my panties right after. I jumped down and dropped to my knees and began sucking kyles 8inch dick. Spitting and wanking it with my hand i lubed him up until his cock was dripping with my saliva. I climbed back on the counter and layed back, lifting my feet high in the air. Kyle held my legs together and shoved his 8inch cock deep inside my wet pussy. I screamed with pleasure. Pounding harder and harder his balls were slapping against my pussy. I love that. After 5 minutes of intense missionary, Kyle too climbed on the counter, flipping me over so my ass was high in the air, back arched and my head high smiling at the camera with pleasure, knowing my father would review the film and see his daughter getting fucked doggy style right before his eyes. Kyle slipped his cock in my tight pussy, his hands around my waist pulling me back to bounce on his cock, I was throwing it back, I loved it! Screaming with pleasure i brought Kyle to his breaking point and he pulled out and came all over my ass, I wiped it off and licked his cum off my finger waving at the camera one last time for daddy(: I was 20 years old. My dirty blonde hair hung down to my shoulders. I had a lip ring and small gauges in her ears. I was somewhat of a promiscuous girl, and i also was a bit of a pot head. My father owned a local gas station and i worked most Friday nights. One night, Halloween to be exact, i was working and there was a long drought between customers. The gas station was on the edge of town so it didn't get a whole lot of business. At about 10pm a young man named kyle came to get some fuel. I knew Kyle. I was a year older than him in school and we used to smoke weed together. I never thought of Kyle as more than a friend, but tonight, with little business at the gas station, i was bored and wanted company. I started with small talk and soon Kyle had asked me if she wanted to smoke some pot. I excitedly said yes and we went outside and smoked a bowl. I began getting very flirty with Kyle and started rubbing on his cock through his jeans. I took his hand and put it up my shirt on my breast. When kyle started kissing me i stopped him and Said i had an idea. I was mad at my dad for scheduling me to work weekends and took Kyle inside, i climbed up on the counter and told him to lock the door. Kyle did so and came back over to me, sitting on the counter next to the register, the only spot in the store that the camera watched. I took off my shirt and unbuttoned my pants. Kyle pulled my jeans down and my panties right after. I jumped down and dropped to my knees and began sucking kyles 8inch dick. Spitting and wanking it with my hand i lubed him up until his cock was dripping with my saliva. I climbed back on the counter and layed back, lifting my feet high in the air. Kyle held my legs together and shoved his 8inch cock deep inside my wet pussy. I screamed with pleasure. Pounding harder and harder his balls were slapping against my pussy. I love that. After 5 minutes of intense missionary, Kyle too climbed on the counter, flipping me over so my ass was high in the air, back arched and my head high smiling at the camera with pleasure, knowing my father would review the film and see his daughter getting fucked doggy style right before his eyes. Kyle slipped his cock in my tight pussy, his hands around my waist pulling me back to bounce on his cock, I was throwing it back, I loved it! Screaming with pleasure i brought Kyle to his breaking point and he pulled out and came all over my ass, I wiped it off and licked his cum off my finger waving at the camera one last time for daddy(:
In my first chronicle I made brief mention of my affairs before cucking my husband After my unexpected gang fuck the day before my Wedding organised by my sister who had no idea I was off the pill at that time, I did give birth to a son. I’ve never done a test, but we were wed at the end of May and he was born in March! Over a 30 hour period, I was fucked by 14 men, each numerous time also I sucked each and some took me anally. At the time it was my most adventurous sex and for years afterwards I did masturbate thinking back on that, thinking I’d never do that again. Besides being the first time I’d ever had multiple men working on my sexually in all three holes, it was my first colour experience with 3 black and 2 Asian men. Later I realised that all the guys were also lovers of my sister, and I had met some at parties at her place. When we returned from our honeymoon and set up our own home, it did occur to me that we lived only 8 miles from my sister and I did register in my mind that a number of those men were possibly close to where we lived and it would take only a phone call to her to make contact, but I pushed those thoughts away. Anyway I was confirmed pregnant and started to show quite quickly. I had a difficult pregnancy with sickness almost every day and sex was mostly far from my mind. I had a very casual sexual relationship with Paul, my brother in law, which amounted to us meeting once, sometimes twice a month. I knew my husband was doing the same with my sister. From Paul I knew that they got up to all sorts of sexual shenanigans with other guys involved and were exploring kinky sex games, he didn’t at that time expand on that and I didn’t ask. My first affair occurred shortly after the birth of our son; Philip and Marge (David’s parents) lived only a few miles from us, they had both been over lots of times after Rob was born, then one afternoon Rob was maybe 6 weeks old, Philip dropped by on his own. He been there about 20 minutes when Rob woke up, but as always the first thing Rob wanted was feeding. My breasts were big, fat and swollen, but I didn’t give it a second though to undo my top and lift a breast out of my bra to let Rob suckle on the distended nipple. Rob got on with it straight away, and I went back to my conversation with Philip, but I noticed he was distracted, as I realised why I felt 2 things; one a slow blush and another a wetness in my pussy. I will add here, that David and I had not had ‘satisfactory sex’ for about 6 months because of my pregnancy then with a baby which always seemed to be needing attention day and night, but mostly night. I had only that morning before Philip came over got him to sleep and had a couple of hours myself. We were seated in stools in the kitchen drinking coffee, so as Rob suckled away, I could see that Philip had a hard on in his trousers, and I had a growing wetness. I vaguely recall Philip asking how long Rob took on each breast and replying that he’d have another minute or so before switching to the other. As I said that I was undoing the last buttons on my blouse, it fell to my elbows, Philip immediately got up to help me standing behind me, slipping my blouse off whilst I cradled Rob, He had placed his hands on my neck and ran them slowly down my back stopping at my bra strap, ever so slowly he unhooked my bra (as he said I could have said stop at any time), my breasts fell free and my bra joined the blouse on the table top and he walked around to face me. My breasts had nipples so swollen and hard they could have burst. No pretence now, standing in front of me he cupped that breast and ran his fingers across the nipple (he said I gave the deepest groan). The sequence of events from there dissolved into a mess, I think I must have laid Rob back in his carry cot, as Philip pulled my jeans and panties down and took me over the kitchen table from behind, I cannot remember being wetter in my pussy before entry at any time in my life before then. I remember I felt myself cum as his cock thrust all the way into me with one shove, his first cum came quickly, well before I wanted him too, But as if he didn’t want me changing my mind about what we were doing he dropped to his knees and started licking and sucking at my pussy and tonguing my anus. It felt fantastic, but after a few minutes I turned and this time I sank to my knees and enveloped his cock with my mouth. For the next 2 hours we fucked and sucked each other, it was like being with David again on our first days together. Our second cum of the day ended up down each other’s throats, an during the second fuck, a more slow and considered one where he took me higher, after making me cum a couple of times, before he let his seed go into me, I had an OMG moment, I was totally unprotected. Since Rob’s birth I hadn’t gone back on the pill as my sex life with David was nil, my next date to start was 3 weeks away. Initially he came by almost every day; it was especially hot over those three weeks; so much so that at the time it came to start the pills again I put it off for another month. Later on I found he’d had the chop anyway, but at the time the illicit thrill was enormous. So that’s how my affair with my father-in-law started. I was just turned 23 and so Philip was 48 (I think). Our affair was twice a week for most of the next few years. He was an extremely good lover who knew just how to get the most out of a woman. I would say that in the first two years he fucked me more often than his son. After our third meeting he asked me to dress in just high heels and stockings and to greet him at the front door like that. In the coming months he actually purchased for me some very elegant and expensive heels all over 4”. He loved me to open my front door fully wearing that attire and purposely took his time coming in, which was my first real experience of exhibitionism; at the time our house was overlooked by several others with a tiny front garden and a fairly busy road running past. Philip would ring the bell and take several steps back, he would say to me to stand fully in the door way, at first I was too timid to do so but as time went by, I met his ask. What I did notice was when I was getting ready I was becoming wet at the thought of my exposure not just the sex. Later for a variation and to add to my libido, he would park around the corner and vary the time of arrival, whilst we always agreed on the day he would slip by any time from noon to 2pm, so there were times of me walking around my house in the day, in just heels and stockings. The chance of being ‘caught out’ by someone else was modest but still there. What I didn’t know at that time; was he had been fucking my mother regularly since meeting her just before my wedding, she was still a very attractive 44 year old, sometimes Dad would sit and watch them, sometimes they’d do a threesome. Then he was also at that time bedding my engaged 20 year old sister. I should have realised that he had something going with my mother and/or my sister, by some of the remarks he made at times. He even once or twice said something like ‘it would be great to invite your sister into bed’. He wasn’t by far, the first man to ever say that to me and I’d let it pass. Beside at that time I had no inclination of doing any ‘girl on girl’ with her. (how things change). But that’s for later. ****** David and I had agreed to have two children in quick succession so they could grow up together, I didn’t go back on the pill after Robert was born; at the time I was regularly fucking with David, Paul and Philip. Paul was coming over for sex with me more often by this time and told me that my sister had him on a cuckold regime, she was off the pill and fucking one or two men every day, but she had him in a cock cage and on clean up duty. When he explained what he meant by ‘clean up duty’ I became very turned on by the idea of a husband licking his wife’s pussy after another man had cum off in her. I had experienced a bit of that when he licked me during my ‘wedding gang fuck’. My sister had given him his cock cage key for when he visited me, so he was coming over to me with her blessing and my husband was one of those regularly bonking her. Paul was telling me that the ultimate cuckold act was for a wife to have a baby with a lover, rather than her husband, he was very turned on by the aspect Little did he know how aroused that made me because whilst I wasn’t shouting about it I was virtually doing the same by fucking him and Philip unprotected. I fell pregnant the second time about 8 months after my first son was born and it was as difficult one as the first maybe even more so. After my 2nd son was born, I got quite depressed about things, being stuck at home with 2 babies and so on. My husband and I were so tired we almost had no sex life, at least when I wanted it. At 25, my next affair was with a neighbour’s son who was about 19, he saw me struggling with pushchair and groceries at the local shop just round the corner, and helped me home. I didn’t really know him except to nod to before that day and he certainly did not match my ideal as a lover, but that afternoon he fucked me silly and so well. He was as keen as mustard and almost had a constant hard on. We had 4 months of him shagging me almost every day till he left for university and I looked forward to each meeting, I managed to get both babies to sleep most early afternoon so we could fuck for 2-3 hours. I felt guilty but I felt wanted. After that I found it was quite easy to play around, guys needed just a hint and they’d make a pass. A number of my husband’s friends had made passes at me ever since he and I were an item, those guys married, committed and single soon found I was now open to offers. At this time I was also finding that there was more to sex than shagging and oral and some of “these friends” wanted to see how far they could push me, with things their own woman wouldn’t allow. Some wanted kinky stuff like anal and watersports play, some wanted to be dominated by me and some to dominate me, some wanted all of it. When I returned to work part time my field opened up again, also I joined a local gym. I got caught when my hubby and I went to a party with loads of people, I had a bit to drink on an empty stomach, about midnight guy who was an intermittent lover got me alone with a friend (who I hadn’t met before) of his and they had me in a 25/30 minute 3-some, at some point they were both replaced in this darkened room. I got out after an hour, in a bit of a state; I had no underwear, no tights. My husband thought I was just pissed, so we left for home. He only realised the score when he got me to bed and that’s how I got caught out. To my surprise he was totally turned on by it all, not that I confessed everything to him. A Wedding We had been invited to a family wedding down in Cornwall. It was a cousin of Dave’s that he knew quite well, and Dave’s parents weren’t able to go as they had already booked a holiday and so he felt obliged to attend and stay overnight at the hotel, which was okay as we could have a drink and my sister looked after our boys. For us the event was really mostly with strangers because beyond the groom and his brother and their immediate family who were all on the “Top” table. We’d been put on a table with 8 others (15 tables of 10); ours seemed to be the misfit table as nobody seemed to know anybody else. There was a young man there totally on his own as he said his girlfriend had dumped him a month back, there were also some whose partners were on the top table. So we sorta befriended this lad of 22, whose name was Toby. To cut a long story short after the meal and the speeches and when the general friends turned up at 8ish the dancing started and Dave was nudging me to indicate to Toby that I’d be ‘up for it’. I wasn’t too sure being nearly 16 his senior that he’d be interested in me. As it turned out he was, but was troubled by Dave’s presence. Dave pretended to be quiet drunk by about 10ish. We stayed in the hall till the Bride and Groom left (11pm) and then I asked Toby to help me get Dave up to our room. Up in the room, we dumped Dave on the sofa and I asked him to take off Dave’s shoes and I walked over to the bed. Toby had his back to me as I took off my jacket; I was still thinking ‘I’m making a bloody fool of myself’, as I unbuttoned my blouse and slipped it off, I only had a bedside light on in the whole room so it was very subdued. I turned just as Toby was standing up and looking at me. His eyes told me everything I needed to know. I unhooked my skirt and let it fall to the floor, leaving me in nothing but my black high heels and hold up stockings. He took the three steps to me and we kissed hard. The next half hour was really high tempo, I knew Dave was watching through half closed eyes and I was on fire, we did a long 69 and then I needed fucking. After we both cum off and got our breath back, he said I was, his first married woman and first who had a totally shaven pussy. He wanted to know if I’d been without underwear all day, I confirmed I had, he liked that a lot. We then had sex more slowly, when I did oral on him, I also rimmed his arse and sucked his balls; later I guided his cock into my anus, several times and sucked him afterwards. I felt insatiable, so hot. He made me cum off time and time again and he came off a further twice, before we rested. It was nearly 1:30am and he began to get off the bed, thinking he was leaving I said ‘don’t go’ – I wanted more, but he needed a piss. A moment later I knelt in front of him told him to go slow and let him pee into my mouth, I drunk the lot, spilled a tiny drop and he was rock hard again. (And Dave had cum in his pants for the third time). I was now fucked hard and rough his cock going into my sopping pussy, then up my arse, his cock was like a steel rod, I loved it. This time after he exploded, we fell into an exhausted sleep. I came to at about 6:45am (normal waking time) and to feel my husband licking my pussy and arse, I enjoyed that beside my sleeping lover for 10 minutes or so, till my husband moved me onto my knees so he could fuck me and I went down on Toby’s cock to wake him. Toby, give him his due, didn’t seem fazed by the situation and soon I had both guys using me, all over again. It was marvellous fun. We didn’t get to breakfast till 10:30, luckily they were serving a Sunday brunch, so the three of us had a laugh over the situation as we had our food. I don’t know what I must have looked like, a quick shower and some make up was all I managed. We agreed that Toby could come and stay with us at weekends whenever he wished. I slept for most of the 3 hour journey back and yes Toby has been back a few times, since. So that was incident number one that my husband saw me in action and I was amazed by how much extra I was aroused knowing he was there watching. It also was a major stepping stone into me accepting that he was really into this type of play. I suddenly felt a whole lot happier and Dave said it showed. It was at this point I knew I could and would fuck who I wanted and when I wanted, I would tell Dave, but not ask him. Toby came to stay with us Friday and Saturday night 6 weeks later. He was much more open with us and saying how he was blown away by what happened at the wedding. He was also more confident in bed. We had agreed with him certain behaviour that (outside of our bedroom); he would treat me polite and respectful, no kissing and touching. Friday night Toby and I went to bed with Dave sitting in a chair naked watching us for the first hour or so, we went through a more confident and relaxed version of what we’d done at the hotel. Once Toby had emptied his cum in my pussy Dave got onto the bed and on his back got in a “69” with me whilst Toby fucked me in the arse. This was great for me, more so when I felt a change, who initiated it I don’t know, Toby said it was Dave and I suspect it was, but Toby’s cock went from my arse to Dave’s mouth, as I saw my husband sucking cock; I ‘came off’ so heavily. It was unexpected, I’d never considered he’d do that and never considered how ‘hot’ it was for me to see that. Both guys noticed my reaction. This was repeated over the next 30 minutes several times with Toby’s cock in my arse for 5/6 minutes then to Dave’s mouth for 2-3 minutes and back again. As I suspected, my insides were churning up and each time Toby’s cock was more soiled, but Dave didn’t seem to mind. I think on the fourth slip into Dave’s mouth Toby shoot off. Dave swallowed. On the Saturday evening, a hot humid day, Toby insisted that he take us down the road to our local pub for a meal. Somehow I agree to him dressing me as he wants. He chooses just three items, No underwear of course, my sexiest highest black heels (with 5” stilettos) that Dave bought me last Christmas and I have only ever worn in house and for 2 parties at Matt’s, because I can barely walk in them); he finds a minuscule leather mini skirt in black I’d forgotten I had (not worn it for years and then with thick tights, as it has a tendency to creep up); finally a sheer blouse, that Dave had purchased for me and never dared to wear. As I protest Toby is touching and kissing me and turning me on. As our sons will be with us and I think I’m showing too much, he is surprised to learn they haven’t seen or caught me naked or topless at some point before now. After a few moments, he relents and lets me wear a jacket but not do it up, but I have to agree to lose once we return home. I haven’t ever dressed like this before in my life, I feel very sluttish, but quite excited. When we get to the pub, which Dave and I go to about once a month, but I feel very strange being in a public place like this, we might not know anybody there that night (by chance) but I certainly feel sure people know us. I’m not embarrassed, maybe emboldened by my forced attire, because I feel quite sexy in an exhibitionistic way. A nice meal and a couple of large wines and I’m relaxed. I’m quite conscious that my skirt has bunched up to the top of my thighs, but I’m seated at a table no, one in the pub can see (so I think). Both Dave and Toby are touching me at times and I’m wet. Back home, and I surrender my jacket to Toby without protest, it just gone 9pm and too early to send the boys off to bed, I know they are looking but pretending they aren’t, but suddenly I didn’t mind. That night after the boys had gone to bed, I was relieved of my skirt and top in the lounge and for the first time I was walking in just heels around my own house. That night in bed with Dave and Toby I was just so horny, I was open for everything Toby wanted. It was my first instance of rough sex with him; I guess Dave had told Toby of my actions with Ben. Another sighting Maybe 4 weeks on a Sunday lunchtime, at the same pub I had just Dave and the boys with me, I was wearing a blazer jacket with skirt and heels and hold ups, no underwear (this was a rule now that when out with Dave), but it also matched what I had worn a couple of times into the office. This day after we had our dinner, the guy sidled up to the table and introduced himself, turned out he had seen us there with Toby and to-day I had given him not only a smile but a flash of pussy as I sat down (which he took as his invitation) not that I was aware of either. He had sussed the situation almost correctly and he was quite charming. David took our sons away for 3-4 minutes to go to the gents, during which time my new man sat opposite me and asked me to show him my breasts by undoing the one button and opening up my jacket. I was getting turned on and I flashed him one boob for maybe 2 seconds, he shook his head and said no-no, both and slowly, Now this is a busy Sunday pub, but we were seated in high backed benches in the far end ad I was facing a wall, my adrenaline was rocketing and my wetness too. Taking the edges of my jacket I opened up, slowly letting him see, feeling my nipples harden, my heart rate was increasing as I said this was a busy pub and whist I was sheltered a bit, I was aware I could be seen. Maybe my eyes were darting around to make sure nobody came over, when he said ‘look at me’ after a pause he said ‘very nice’. I’d been exposed for maybe 15 seconds, I was waiting for him to say close or whatever, but each moment that passed, it became easier to be like that. I didn’t know when Dave and the boys were coming back because they would be behind me. He reached over and with each hand cupped a breast, running his thumb over my harden nipples. It felt so good, (it must have been 30 seconds by now). His hands left my boobs and he took hold of my jacket and pulled it down to where my elbows stopped it, leaving me more exposed than ever, I didn’t stop him or try to pull back. He was grinning, so was I (I think) he said something like ‘you like enforced exposure’. Yes he was so right. As I sat there with my breasts still on show, he asked me if I would come back to his place that afternoon, would my hubby be a problem and so on. I was saying that would be fine etc. Only once I agreed did he say pull your jacket up but don’t do the button up. As I did so the boys and Dave got back. As I sat there as Dave and the boys got into their seats I was well aware that my unbuttoned jacket was showing about 2” of bare skin just because of the way it sat on me. I also noticed that Dave had a semi as he sat down, obvious aware that something was going to take place. Only later that same night did he tell me that as he came out of the ‘Gents’ He saw what I was doing in a large mirror, we both mused as to if anyone else had seen me. As we left the pub and going back to the car, my mind was all over the place as to how this was going to happen, but Dave giving my new lover a lift ½ mile back to his flat, all became a blur. Less than 15 minutes after my exposure to him I was naked on his lounge floor with him in me. It was then 2 hours of frenetic sex. Early on I remember telling him to treat me like ‘a dirty, nasty sex slut’ and he sure did, it was dirty, rough, bit of spanking and slapping, biting and I let him do everything he wanted. Between bouts of recovering breath, he grilled me on my past sex life and life style, my confessions of which spurred him on.
Ten years ago I was still very naive in matters sexual, though even then I realized my cock was much larger than other boys my age when comparing in the locker rooms of my sporting team mates. Boys will be boys and a number of them made lewd and suggestive, though flattering comments about my equipment. I was eighteen when my mother first caught me masturbating in bed one morning before I left. She didn’t say a word and I can still recall her flushed cheeks and the lustful look in her eyes. After that I often made a point of leaving the bathroom door open, hoping my mother would look in. The first time I was aware of her looking in I made a point of not looking at her, while I teased my cock to a full erection. By the time I ejaculated she was gone. After a few weeks, Saturday morning became a tacit, regular fixture for us while she watched me masturbate wearing her dressing gown while she waited to use the shower. Any pretext of making out we knew each other was not watching each other was abandoned, though not a word was spoken as we held eye contact. After the second week she would let her dressing gown fall open and stand with her legs spread to show me her tits and pussy. I was too naive then to appreciate the way she trimmed her pubes in a Mohawk style. The next week she was wearing heels for the first time as I learnt what an extra turn on a semi-naked woman can be in heels could be. The first time she watched me ejaculate was a moment I will long treasure, as I teased and edged myself. Still not a word spoken, though I was almost embarrassed as I groaned like a wild animal. As she helped me dry off after, it was the first time she had spoken to me while watching me. “That is very naughty, but so exciting, I do like to watch my big boy enjoying himself. Would you like to watch me shower? Can you get it up for me again while you watch?” I did, and it was so good. Lola, my mother’s divorced sister was a frequent visitor, they were very close, especially in summer when she came to share our swimming pool with us. By then it was obvious to me Aunty Lola had a strong interest in me as she paid special attention to me and asked lots of questions. “Forget the Auntie Lola bit, just call me Lola from now on, I am five years younger than your forty-year old mother,” she told me on my nineteenth-birthday as she kissed me with the tip of her tongue and handed me a parcel. “Show your mother and I your presents. You can wear the white jock strap next time you play sport. Is the black bathing costume your size?” The last item was a very expensive and sexy male g-string, something I had always wanted to own, but couldn’t afford. “Better not show that one to your mother,” she smiled. “Your mother told me she caught you masturbating. She told me you are very well endowed. Such a waste when I could have helped you,” Lola told me as my mother went inside for something after she and Lola had a terse, whispered conversation. “Is the black bathing costume your size?,” she asked again. “I want to see it on your body Michael. May I please? I won’t look while you change. Or would you like me to look?,” she asked in an agitated tone. “Yes, look,” was the only response I could muster in my excitement as I let my bathing costume fall to my ankles and flaunted my semi-erect cock for Lola. “Your mother was correct, you are a very well endowed boy,” she told me with a lascivious smile as she watched me slide my new costume over my cock. “Would you like some oil on your body?,” Lola asked as we could hear, then see my mother returning wearing a pair of high heels and a fresh, skimpy two-piece bathing costume. “So pleased my boy and my sister are getting along so well. Lola has always had a soft spot for you,” my mother told us as she watched me laying face down as Lola oiled the insides of my thighs, then my back. “That is very naughty Lola, you always were a tease. Though I do like watching you oiling my boy’s athletic ass. That is a kinky turn on for me. You have oiled my ass here by the pool many times, and I yours, but never with my boy watching. Do you think he is old enough to watch now?” From that moment on I have had an ass fetish. Prior to that moment I had never taken a lot of interest in any female’s ass, always preferring tits and legs. I had seen my mother kiss her sister platonically many times, though never with the intensity as they were kissing then. I will never forget the look on my mother’s face as she looked at Lola and asked in a whisper, “Do you think my boy is old enough to watch?,” as she turned her back and Lola slowly slid the bottoms of her swim suit over her heels. Nineteen-years old and for the first time in my life, a sudden realisation my mother had a magnificent, big, dimple free ass with no bikini lines, and she knew how to wear high heels to show it off. “That is very naughty Lola, oiling my big ass while my boy watches,” she whispered as she looked over her shoulder at me and clenched her ass cheeks for me. “Do you like mommy’s big ass? Do you have an erection for mommy? Or an erection for my sister? Or for both of us? You are old enough to tell mommy now.” I was too embarrassed at that age to tell her the erection I had right then was like no other I had ever had, like an iron bar, throbbing to the point of painful and leaking pre cum. “Would you like my boy to watch me oil your ass Lola? Would you like to watch me oil Lola’s ass Michael?” A wonderful surprise for me, my mother’s sister also had a magnificent, almost identical ass. “Would you like my boy to oil your ass Lola? Would you like me to watch my boy oil your ass Lola?” “Yes I would. Now would be a good time for him to wear the very expensive and sexy male g-string, I gave him. Show your mother and I what it looks like on you.” For the first time in my life, two women, both twice my age, were looking and admiring my naked body and throbbing, thick, ten-inch erection as they watched me try on my new g-string for them, the first one I had ever owned. It felt wonderful on my naked body as Lola helped me slide my erection through the tight opening at the front of it, then two tight straps over my ass cheeks before she clipped the sides of it. “That is very naughty Lola, don’t stop, I want to watch and enjoy. I knew my boy was hung, he must be ten-inches, and so thick. Would you like mommy to kiss you with the tip of her tongue while her sister gives you a blow job? Has my boy ever had a blow job before? No, never ever? Why not?” That was my first lesson in being teased and edged by an older woman while receiving a tremendous blow job with another aroused woman, my mother, watching. “Lola is coming to to visit us again next Saturday in the early afternoon,” my mother told me a few days later. I was aware of them having a few animated phone calls during the week while my mother looked my way at the other end of the house. Were they discussing me? Perhaps they were feeling guilty? After one of the phone calls my mother asked, “Do you feel comfortable with my sister? She is very impressed with you. You know we are very close as sisters. She is sixteen years older than you. You know why I am asking don’t you?” “No why,” I asked, though not as naively as my mother thought. “Why are you asking?” “My sister Lola wants to seduce you and fuck you while I watch. Would you be comfortable with that?” “Do you really want to watch, while your sister seduces and fucks me?,” I teased full of anticipation. The expression on her face was sufficient response for me. “Lola and I both agree you cock would look even more impressive without so much hair around it, less is more,” my mother told me as I readied to shower early on the Saturday morning. The vibration from the electric shaver was a new whole new sensation for me as she shaved me, while she worked her way around my erection. “Are you excited at the thought of my sister seducing you and fucking you while I watch this afternoon?,” she asked as she watched me shower “Very excited, incredibly excited, extremely excited, show me some skin,” I whispered as she dropped her dressing gown for me. “I adore your naked body in heels, a wonderful turn on for me,” I told her, as she watched me edge myself to orgasm. “Are you excited at the thought of my sister seducing you and fucking you while I watch this afternoon?,” my mother asked again shortly before her sister was due as she watched me shower again in preparation. “Which way do you intend fucking her?,” she asked nonchalantly white she dried me off. “Lola and I want you to wear these for her,” she told me as she handed me a tiny black, crotch-less jock strap and cock ring I had hidden away in one of my drawers. “Your shaved cock looks sensational in those she told me, I have watched you masturbate in those without you knowing. Or perhaps you did know?,” she smiled as she helped me on with the jock strap, and a pair of jeans, before she rubbed oil over my torso. “I want you to be topless for my sister when she arrives,” she whispered as she teased my nipples with her oily fingertips. How inhibitions can vanish in such a quick time I mused as I fought to hold back my erection. Kisses all round when Lola arrived, my turn first, as she tongue kissed me in a way none of my teen girlfriends ever had. The way my mother returned her tongue kisses was a lot different to the platonic kisses I had seen in the past. She looked sensational in a short black, cocktail dress, almost identical to the one my mother was wearing. Like most teenage boys, my long held fantasy while being seduced by a dream older woman, was the high heels, black garter belt and stockings look with a matching cup-less bra. Lola didn’t disappoint me after she motioned for me undo the zip at the back of her dress and tongue kissed me as she stepped out of her dress while my mother watched on. I lacked the confidence to tell Lola her gorgeous big ass and the beautifully trimmed hair on her cunt lips, both framed by her garter belt were an absolute turn on for me. “You really are a big boy, huge,” she smiled as she dropped my jeans over my ankles and stroked my erection poking out of my jock strap. “Is this what you wanted?,” my mother asked as she handed me my cock ring as she and her sister tongue kissed while both of them watched me slide it along my shaft and clip it under my balls. My fantasies were doubled when I watched Lola undo the zip at the back of my mother’s dress while they kissed with the tips of their tongues, before it dropped to her ankles. Similar to Lola, her high heels, black garter belt and stockings look with a matching cup-less bra were a huge, bonus turn on for me, a nineteen-year old boys erotic dreams come true. “You are not a boy any more, so fuck me long and hard, from behind with your hands grasping my ass.” Lola whispered as she lay on her side on my mother’s bed, while my mother watched. She was incredibly agitated as she watched me slide my rock hard, thick, ten-inch erection into her sister. My mother was making strange, hissing noises as she watched me kissing her sister while fucking her. “That is so good, we should have done this before Lola,” my mother whispered as she and her sister were kissing with the tips of their tongues as I increased the tempo of my fucking. “Harder, fuck her harder, I love the noise, and I love watching my boy fucking my sister with his big, thick cock, harder, harder, harder.” That night my mother and I and I were in the bath together as she washed me, with special attention to my flaccid cock. “You know by now I would love to fuck you, but that would be very naughty. You also know I love a challenge, especially a sexually exciting one, so do you. My new challenge is to give you your third orgasm for the day. Which would you prefer, a hand job or a blow job? Or a combination? “So pleased you chose a combination. Would you like my sister to visit us again next week? Perhaps you would like to watch her eat me? Or me eat her while she sucks your cock?”
When Brandy had first walked into my life, a couple of years back during college; I never could have or would have anticipated the depths, of absolute sexual depravity that would accompany alongside her innocent smile. Looking at her you would be hard pressed, to tell she's the kind of girl that she truthfully is deep inside. The essence of what any man could really ask for: Sweet, Kind, Patient, yet Conservative & Professional in her demeanor. But all of that is just a carefully crafted cover-up. What she WANTS the world to see, rather than the twisted, fetish-driven, somewhat sadistically dirty individual, she continuously shows only to ME.. her husband. We had met only a few years ago, back in college during our shared Creative Writing course. We all had to pick someone in class to partner up with for an assignment, and to my surprise at that moment; Brandy walked right over to me with a smile, & politely asked... "Hi! Can I be your partner?" Little did I even know at the time, how much she really meant by that question. Remembering back I barely had enough time to take it all in. Here was this cute, slightly nerdy looking, conservatively-dressed girl with glasses and her hair down past her shoulders, practically glowing with happiness, as she stood before me. The smile that she casted down upon me INSTANTLY lowered my defenses, and before I even knew it, I quickly answered back with a... "Sure of course. Come on sit down." We had exchanged pleasantries, getting to know each other a little better, before getting into our assignment. We had to write about something that we felt was very important personally, and then had to share it with the writing partner that was with us, so they could give their thoughts about it. Finishing up the writing task quick, I passed my paper to Brandy on (Why Planning For The Future Is So Important). She had giggled to herself in a coy and cuteful manner, before then passing her paper on to me, while giving me a devious yet playful expression. Surprised by the way she had begun to stare into my eyes, I then looked down at her paper, and saw it was promptly titled (The Many Benefits Of Eating A Girl's Pussy). That was the beginning of a VERY unexpected college life for me. Most of the guys who had gotten in the University, had spent their time partying. But for me most of the time was either spent studying long hours, or having my face suddenly end up, between the thighs of the girl I met in one of my very first classes; Who then became my wife shortly after we had both graduated. I can't even begin to count, how many times she would sneak over to my dorm room; Just so she could have the opportunity, to perch right on top of my face; And have me relieve any and all of the stress, that she had pent up deep inside between her legs. She would come over regularly if I were there by myself in morning, and even like to wait until my roommate was either away or sleeping during the night, just so she could pull me into the bedroom onto my bed, slowly climb her legs directly over my face, and thus lower her pussy and her asshole right onto my open mouth. She would rock her hips WILDLY, while I dutifully served her precious nether regions without question. She had a fetish... no an unquenchable THIRST, to have every spot between her legs licked royally, and to have it all licked often. If time was short, she wouldn't even take her pants off completely; She would just quickly pull her pants down around her ankles (Though more often than not, she would have ME to be the one, to pull her pants down for her), and tug her panties over to the side, while my tongue took care of all the work, and all of her needs. The taste between her legs is absolutely exquisite. It is a taste now that I absolutely cannot be without. Hers is warm, majestically salty, musky, & feminine tasting; It has flooded the inside of my mouth numerous times, & has smeared all over from my forehead to my chin often, leaving me face (and my bed) a wet sticky mess. You see Brandy... can actuality SQUIRT. Much to my surprise when I first discovered it. The more (and often) excited she gets, the tighter and more rampant her vaginal walls convulse. If she gets too excited during one of our sessions, her love juices can jettison like crazy. One of the most craziest times, that we had shared together, was when Brandy had first spoken to my MOTHER of all people... how could I ever forget the day (or the events) when THAT happened to me. We were alone together inside of my dorm room, Brandy had actually wanted to STAND this time, while she was being eaten. She stood proudly in front of the closet door, and wanted my mouth between her legs right there. This was somewhat difficult to say the least, as my 6'3 body normally towers over her 5'6 frame. I was barely able to get low enough to the ground, to put in the work she desperately needed on her pussy. We MADE it happen though, Brandy wasn't going to have it any other way; I was down on my knees, with my mouth full of her pussy hair, and her keeping one of her hands on top my head, putting it & KEEPING it, JUST the way that she wanted it. My cellphone had begun to ring, while her pussy was deep inside my mouth. I was paying close attention, not to let any of her juices fall onto the floor, when I noticed that it was my mother, who the one that was calling me. I instantly pulled my head away from Brandy's crotch (resonating a loud wet slurping sound that echoed throughout the room); Causing a long trail of her Cum, to spill outward extending from her vagina right to my lips, that then fell directly onto my chest. Swallowing the delicious pussy juices that she had just given me, I was finally able to answer the phone. I was truly grateful to the lord, that I wasn't talking to my mother face-to-face. If she were to see the way I looked at that moment (On the floor with both my mouth & my chest completely soggy, from Brandy's musky liquids and SMILING because of it), she would probably have either had a heart attack, or burst out laughing from what I had been doing. "Hey Mom! What's going on with you back home? Everything good with you, Dad, and everyone else up there?" I said to her, before licking up the remaining strands of Brandy's pussy water from my each side of my lips. A normal conversation between a college-aged son and his mother took place; That is before Brandy started PLAYFULLY bumping her pussy, back and forth against my mouth. Each time she did so as I tried to listen to my mother on the other end, her juices would stick & remain more and more wherever her pussy touched me. Brandy her usual playful & wicked self, seemed to really enjoy doing this. I was simply trying to have a normal conversation with my own mother, but this only excited my girlfriend even more. I remember looking up at her (still harboring a rock hard erection), and trying to signal to her that now might not be the best time to be behaving so frisky. But the instant I looked up at her, she smiled back down towards me, and pointed back towards her pussy, directing me to not take my eyes away from between her legs. I couldn't help but to do as she directed. As much as I didn't want to admit it, I was getting so turned on. Brandy pushing her privates back and forth against my face, made me so happy inside that I was experiencing it. The smell down there was simply amazing, it was obvious how hot she was getting. She pushed her wet crotch into my face some more a little harder, turning my face a little to the right a little, and leaving some of her silky pussy fluids against my left cheek. Part of me didn't even care that my mother was on the phone. It almost seemed at one point, I couldn't even hear what she was saying, as the feeling of Brandy's warm pussy lips, her sticky feminine smelling liquid, and the sheer HEAT from between her legs, was driving me into a trance. "Sniff it for me..." I heard Brandy softly whisper from above me. Part of me didn't believe what I just heard, and I looked back up at her, only to see her point back down at her pussy again, causing her to repeat herself. "Sniff it Darius... Be good... Sniff it right now for me baby..." Brandy stated towards me again, with her soft and sultry tone. My mouth hung wide open at that moment. I was completely gone, from what she had just commanded. I slowly leaned my face forward, still holding my cell with one hand. I pushed my face as DEEP into Brandy's wet hairy crotch as far as I could push it, and I slowly inhaled in mild breaths, taking in the wonderful aroma of this seductresses nether regions. Her wetness started to come out in thicker more concentrated amounts, and it all was pouring out onto the top of my nose; Running completely down both sides of my cheeks, as I sniffled in the juices completely clogging my sinuses with her cum. "What's wrong Darius? Do you have a cold? Why do you sound so stuffy?" I heard my mother then say to me. I had almost forgotten that she was even there listening. I yanked my heard back from Brandy's pussy once again, looking up at her with part of my face completely drenched with her cum. She was looking down at me deviously again, but I had to come up with something to tell my mother, on what I just sounded the way that I did. "Uh! yea!!... I've been a little sick lately is all. My breathing is just a little stuffed up at the moment. But Brandy's here as well, she's been helping me to get through it." I said to her. My mother had known I had found a girlfriend, but the two never had the chance to speak with each other up until that moment. That is when Brandy slowly reached down from above me, and gently took my cell phone right out of my hands, and placed it up against her ear. "Hi Mrs Johnson! It's so nice to finally get the chance to talk to you!" Brandy then said to my mother, in her usual innocent and friendly tonality. I was still completely at a loss for words, as to the fact that all of this was honestly happening. It was then Brandy noticed me looking up at her, trying to listen to their conversation. Brandy then she smiled back towards me again, and pointed down once more to her clit. I saw that some of her juices were starting to run down, and I knew what had to be then be done. She didn't have to say a word to me, I immediately dove forward, and ran my tongue up the length of both of her thighs, making sure to lick up every last drop of her liquid. It wasn't as warm as it would have been, if I had drank it straight from her pussy. I didn't give a damn however, I lapped up every bit that ran down her legs, and then focused all of my attention to her pussy. I placed both of my hands, once against each of her thighs, and took my time working the lips and her clit patiently. I wasn't going to rush this moment at all, it didn't matter at all that my mother could possibly hear me. Brandy's pussy hair shuffled slightly through my teeth, as her pussy silk dripped and rolled around on my tongue. One minute turned to five, then to ten, and nearly an hour must've gone by. I heard Brandy say to my mother... "Yes ma'am, I'm making sure he's drinking PLENTY of liquids. He might resist a little, but I make sure he swallows all of his medicine." I pulled my head back a little, trying to look up at her because of the innuendo Brandy had just made to my mother. It was then she held my lips firmly against her pussy, and she began to push it back and forth a little bit harder. The taste from below had gotten noticeably saltier, my eyes instantly went back to focusing on her crotch. Her breaths and her words got blatantly heavier, as her juices began to spill out from between her legs like crazy. My mouth and my face was becoming a complete mess, as she just kept going not seeming to care. I tried to drink the bits of her cum that leaked inside, as the majority ran down both sides of my face. "Hahhhh... HAAAHHHHHH...!! Ohhhhhhh...!! AHHHHHHHHH!!" Brandy yelled from above my head, but not before my phone dropped to the ground. Her watery, silky, pussy cum had exploded with a gush; Releasing a volume that damn near felt like the entire Atlantic Ocean directly inside of my mouth, that caused me to swallow the first wave of it that pushed it's way right down my throat, but caused me to choke & cough wildly as the rest splashed outward, and squirt directly all over my head. Her legs began to shake wildly, as she slid slowly downward to the floor on her butt. The expression on her face was absolutely exquisite. The girl that I loved so much looked so immensely satisfied, she was beautiful. "Hello? Hello? I hear Darius coughing over there. Are you two OK?" I heard my mother say over the phone. Brandy reached for it again, and told her with a faded breath... "Yes ma'am we're both OK. I think your son may have cast an effect on me. I'm feeling a little weak in the knees as well." As she completely smiled towards me. Things weren't any different all throughout college. Even after we graduated & had decided to get married, Brandy didn't change one single solitary bit. In fact... she had grown to become even MORE devious. When the day finally came, we were fortunate enough (with some help with both of our families) to get married in a small local church. All of our friends and family members who could attend, were all there in support. Many said how great of a couple we were, and especially telling ME how lucky I was, to find a girl who was as rare and innocent that Brandy was... if only they knew the truth. It was getting close to the time of the wedding, and I was over at the snacks table sipping on some fruit punch. Brandy had frantically ran over to me, wearing her stunning white wedding dress. She that beamed a look of innocence that quickly turned devious, and then whispered in my ear... "I need it so bad right now." She had wrapped both of her arms around one of my own, and then somehow managed to covertly pulled me into the women's restroom. She drug me into one of the women's restroom stalls, and began kissing me in a passionate frenzy, then breaking away from me and giving a really tight hug. "Thank you so much for making this day happen Darius, I promise I'll do my best to always make you happy." She said as she looked up at me. I smiled down towards her, and then her expression INSTANTLY turned devilish once again. Brandy hiked her wedding dress upwards, and then sat back on the toilet. She hooked her legs underneath her knees, pulling them back and wide open. She continued her gaze into my eyes, licking her towards me. She then (in her accustomed heated manner) said to me... "Come here... Lick my ass Darius." I couldn't believe this was happening right before the wedding. Let alone this was happening, in the CHURCH of all places. I was staring ferverously, between my soon-to-be wife's legs. She was wearing white lacy panties, to go along with her wedding dress. Someone inside told me, she was wearing these specific panties on purpose; But before I even knew it, I had drifted down onto my knees in the bathroom stall. "You know how I like it. Make sure you sniff down there, really really good Darius." Brandy had said to me. My eyes casted upward, catching her still-devious expression, she instantly pointed back towards her pussy, driving my focus where it needed to me... back down between her legs. I started to take long deep breaths, inhaling the aroma from between her crotch. It was a scent that I was all too familiar with, and still realized how LUCKY I was, to be taking it all in even right then. I meticulously parted her underwear over to the side, using my right hand; Seeing her beautiful asshole right in front of me, I hungrily widened & flattened out my tongue, and dove forward giving a VERY long and slow lick, going completely up her ass hole, from the bottom to the top. Her taste was bitter, and yet EXTREMELY feminine. Different from her pussy, but it tasted so good that I was in heaven. I shuffled my tongue, feel the taste of her butt stuck to it, and went forward again, giving it an even slower/wetter lick. I heard brandy moan a bit, as I began to make her ass get wet; I pushed my face even deeper into her ass, staring to circle and slobber all over her rear with my mouth. I wanted to get my tongue deep inside of her ass, I started to push it inside of her butt hole, and then we both heard someone come inside the restroom. We had stopped what we were doing, and tried to play it all completely quiet. Someone sat in the stall next to ours, and then shockingly began to speak... "Is that you in there Brandy? I could've swore I thought I saw you run in here." The voice had sounded familiar, thought it was difficult to concentrate. My mind was still buzzing, as the taste of Brandy's ass was heavy in my mouth. "Yea mom it's me! I just needed to use the restroom really quick." Brandy said. Oh my god, it was her MOTHER of all people in the very next stall; And there I was in the restroom stall of the church, eating Brandy's ASS of all things before the wedding. "Well things are about to begin soon. We just need to and find Darius, then we can get things underway." Brandy's mother said. She had finished using the restroom, washed up and then walked out. Brandy had smiled down to me, as I looked up to her doing the same. She ran to the door and peeked out, looking to see if anyone was around. I ran to the paper towel dispenser, and quickly wiped off my mouth. I ran and drank some more fruit punch, to get the smell of Brandy's ass off of my breath. The wedding went on with no one none the wiser to what we were doing, and we took a large family wedding photo, with everyone at the end. That photo now rests on the mantle of Brandy and mine's starter home. It is small but we're just starting out, and building our life together. Though the wedding was no more than a year ago, I can still recall that moment like it was yesterday. Looking at the photo, you can see Brandy clearly looking smiling coyly over to me, and if you look a little closer, there's a small wet spot on my upper lip. We are both working full-time for different companies now. The weekend has finally come, and I've made it home before she has. I hear her vehicle pull up to the house, she gets out of her car, and comes through the door. I walk up to give her a hug and kiss, but she places her finger to my lips stopping me instantly. "Ah, ah, ah... that's not what I want." Brandy says, before reaching around the back of my head, pulling me down to her, to give me one hell of a kiss. She pushes all of the saliva that was inside of her mouth to my own, and slithers her tongue completely around mine, this girl hasn't changed since the first day that we met. This is my life in a nutshell. I never could have predicted this would ever happen. But as god as my witness, I will always be there for her. I'd be absolutely insane not to... she just turns me on so DAMN much.
I felt the stirrings in my crotch as soon as she stepped on the train. Young, probably early twenties, fit, and stacked; she was a wet dream come to life – and she knew it. Her short skirt covered only the first half dozen inches of her smooth, tanned legs. No jewelry distracted from the bare expanse of her chest or the upper curve of her breasts and the deep cleavage above the snug, low-cut tank top. The lace bra peeking over tank’s neckline strained to contain her firm D breasts, doing little to hide the hard knobs of her nipples. Turning slightly she gave me the chance to confirm that her ass was as round and tight as her bust. Tight was also what my jeans were feeling as my cock responded predictably to the stimulation the girl was providing. Once I would have suffered frustration, just as all the other men I could see watching her from their seats on the train. That was before the box. Now that I had the box there were things I could do about my urges, I could give free reign to the sexual predator hidden inside me. Reaching into my pocket, I pressed the switch. Time stopped; for the rest of the world, that is, except for me. Standing, I carefully edged around the other passengers (no need to disturb anyone I didn’t intend to) until I was right behind the little cock-tease. Reaching around her I cupped her firm breasts in my hands. Oh, they felt sweet! The bulge in my crotch pressed into the small of her back as I let my hands explore those beautiful mounds. She didn’t move a muscle as I did; the time freeze the box created meant she wasn’t even aware of what I was doing to her. Afterwards, yes, she would feel the full impact of her violation all in the instant I switched off the machine, but I would be sitting innocently in my seat, ten feet away when that happened. I’d had enough of the middle school fooling around; gripping the edge of her bra I pulled it and the tank down until her gorgeous breasts popped out, fully exposed to my groping hands. And grope they did, rubbing and kneading, and tweaking the raspberry knobs of her nipples. Some anomaly in the time-freeze that I didn’t understand allowed autonomous physical responses to happen even when everything else remained frozen. Such responses that happened were delayed, and dampened, but happen they did. The hardening of the girl's nipples under my fingers provided proof - had I been searching for any. Holding her close to my chest with one hand on her bare boobs, my other hand dove under the waistband of her short skirt, and the lacy thong underneath. My searching fingers found their way over her shaved mound to the lips between her legs. Probing the upper edge of the slit, they found the hard knob of her clit, and set to work. Soon I could feel the heat rise in her neck where my cheek was pressed against her (more autonomous responses), and not long after the juices began to flow in her crotch. When I felt that, my fingers reached for the lower end of her slit, plunging into her moist vagina. Still, I could only reach so far in this position, so I pulled my hand away, stepping away slightly. Now it was easy to unzip her skirt and slide it down to her ankles, together with the thong. For a while I let my hands resume their work, one now reaching deep into her exposed pussy while the other worked over her swelling clit. But finally I could wait no more; the needs of my own crotch had to be addressed. It took only moments to unbuckle, unzip and pull my pants and boxers down to liberate my now rock hard cock. It took a little more than that to position the girl so I could get a good angle of attack. Ultimately, though, I succeeded in finding the balance, as I always did, and slid my straining cock into her unsuspecting pussy. It felt so good! For a moment I stood there, buried to the hilt in girl flesh, savoring the sensations enveloping my manhood. But only for a moment; then I fucked her good. Long, hard, and fast, I fucked that little cock tease, using her firm tits as handles to pull her onto my cock. And all the while she was still completely unaware. Rape – that’s what it was, pure and simple. But I had long since gotten past the guilt I felt the first few times. Now I felt nothing – nothing beyond the physical pleasure of the sex – they were there for the taking, I could take them – without consequence – so I did. Soon enough, too soon, I reached the limit of my stamina. Thrusting again, as deep as I could, I let myself cum; squirting my hot seed deep into her cunt. When I was done, I cleaned myself up first, using her tank to wipe both our juices from my cock and fingers. Then I put myself away, and began to work on her, pulling the lace thong back over her hips – although I doubted the flimsy fabric would fully halt the flow of fluids from her sex. Next I straightened her skirt back where it had been, and tucked her tits back into her bra – indulging in a few final gropes as I did. When I had her clothes all squared away, I spent several minutes repositioning her exactly the way she had been before I started. Then I returned to my seat. I had just raped a young woman silly, in full view of a train full of witnesses – but nobody was remotely aware that anything had happened. I switched off the box. Ahh! She cried, as the heat of her arousal flooded through her in an instant. Her nipples visibly hardened further and she trembled with near orgasm caused by the sudden sensations – when from her perspective – an instant before she had been standing normally in the train car. A look of panic swept her face as she quickly looked around her, but nobody was within two feet of her, even in the fairly full car. Another heartbeat and another realization hit her; her hand when to her crotch and her eyes went wide. Looking down she caught sight of the milky liquid now becoming visible below the hem of her short skirt as it dripped down the inside of her thigh. This was the difficult part; hiding the bulge in my pants as watching her distress brought me to a fresh arousal. As the tears started rolling down her cheeks, I smiled. Yes, I’m a sick, twisted pervert, and a unequivocal predator – and I like it this way.
The Replacement Part 4 I lay in my bed staring at the ceiling, the thoughts of the woman I have fallen in love with foremost in my mind, confused by this strange feeling of sexual attraction to another woman. How can I be so attracted I'm not a lesbian I think to myself, but I know deep deep down I must be, as the memories of the tender kisses and sexual encounters with this woman I knew as Emily flood back through my mind ,and lower region begins to moisten. Becoming sexually aroused. slowly my fingers drifted over my hardening nipples, the familiar sensation between my legs starting to grow. I close my eyes breathing deeply. A small gasp from my cell mate snaps me out of the semi trance, My eyes drift to the huddled figure on the floor.. in the dull light I can just make out a small movement under the blanket that was barely covering the slender woman, another small gasp and a sudden movement brings a smile to my face. Watching closely I make out the shudder as she slowly stretched out her legs, another small gasp and shudder her legs open her knees draw upwards , the blanket falling to the side revealing a hand between her legs and the other gently playing with her engorged nipples. Gently teasing my own nipples with one hand my other gliding slowly between my legs, careful not to alert my cell mate, Eyes glued to the action taking place on the floor illuminated by what I assume is her phone. A thought passing through my mind that she was getting off watching something on her phone. So aroused by what was taking place I started to gently play with my hard nipples, the fingers on my right hand circling and plucking at my engorged sensitive clit. I start to moan softly , biting my bottom lip I close my eyes and and listen to the soft noise from my cell mate as her breathing becomes more ragged. Slowly drifting into a peaceful sleep ..thoughts of how I feel in the arms of another woman. The soft breath on my cheek brings my eyes open.. the shock of seeing my cell mate kneeling naked next to me, her erect nipples and soft whispers bring me out of my dreams of my lover. The soft voice whispered, Can I help you with that, then without asking, a hand gently grasps my right hand and draws it to her eager lips, the warm wet sensation as one by one each finger was enveloped by warm soft lips ,each finger eagerly sucked and licked dry. My own hands that had that had been previously between my thighs are replaced by her eager fingers easily slipping between the wet slippery folds , dancing delicately over my swollen clit, Arching my back, a soft moan escaping my lips. the sensation tingling right through , a shiver as a tongue flicked gently over sensitive nipples. Eyes closing enjoying being finger fucked by this unexpected lover. The pleasant sensations running through my entire body. The slow gentle movement as Sue slowly stood and swivelled around , the soft leg brushing my erect nipples as it settled in position near my waist, the mattress moved, another gentle movement as the slender figure settled in a squatting position over my heaving breasts , still the fingers exploring the depth of my pleasure canal, The fragrance of a woman's sex , strong and tainted with another scent, the faint smell of sweat, wafted into my nostrils, Opening my eyes , the sight of a previously frightened cell mates engorged cunt and tightly puckered anal hole so close to my face. Without warning Sue lowered her face between my now spread thighs , the sudden explosion of sensations as her teeth nipped and sucked hungrily at my sensitive clit . Gasping in shock , then trembling with pleasure, I grabbed for the naked hips of this unexpected lover. The muffled voice echoing from between my thighs.. "NOW YOU FUCKING LESBIAN SLUT CLEAN MY ARSE HOLE.. " The sudden command sent a shiver through me. The realisation that involuntarily my submissive instinct had taken over, my tongue was already in action as I pulled myself towards this woman's sex, The tangy and sour taste on my tongue as it slid between the moist cheeks , the command to clean it good you Slut, echoed in my ears. Then the shock of hearing the words whispered so confidently. Right you fucking Slut, listen to me, Don't Stop! fuck my dirty arse hole with that filthy tongue. If you don't want that cop cunt of yours inside with you, you better do as I say .Slut. What did you say I managed to splutter in between attempting to pull my face away from her unclean arse hole. I've got your phone slut, should have locked it you dumb Slut. I know all about your little secrets.. how your lover gives you treats and takes you for little outings.. how you exchange cute sexy msgs in secret, and pretend to be her patient.. Think your clever spreading your legs for that cop shrink , well you can spread them sexy fucking legs for me too. Unless you want me to tell the warden about your little game. Now about the position of pussy licker... You have just been promoted PET!!!. Now lick my dirty hole PET.. Stunned, Shocked and revolted by this perverted act the smell and taste evident that she had already schemed and played me into this position,. Pinned beneath her, gagging and desperately struggling to push her off. The smell of her sex mixed with the stronger pungent smell of her unwiped arsehole, My stomach contents threatening to erupt any moment the fear building , tears streaming from my eyes, I knew in my heart and soul I was lost once again, The adrenaline coursing through my veins , that deep ingrained submissive part of me started to emerge. The conditioning from Emily the confusion of right and wrong, has me unconsciously starting to obey. That voice again, so confident.. Taste my arse hole Slut or so help me God I will bite your fucking clit off. I felt her teeth start to bear down on my clit, I screamed , More pressure , Tears streaming, I opened my mouth, extended my tongue and delicate poked at her puckered shit covered hole. Clenching my eyes tightly closed, I flicked at her trembling hole, with my tongue . Fighting back the rising bile in my throat I licked again , shuddering in disgust at the tangy taste. She eased off the pressure on my clit, but continued to suck and nip at it keeping just enough pressure with her teeth to remind me of her threat. My body trembling, fighting against the almost pleasant sensations building in my core, , I gasped and flicked my tongue once more at this disgusting hole, swiping from side to side, I felt her tense then relax, it seemed her hole had opened and wrapped itself around my darting tongue. With no choice I darted in and out circling with the tip, letting my split collect and dribble, washing away the tangy taste. I suddenly convulsed with a series of mini orgasms from her probing tongue in my now dripping cunt. In the throws of my sudden orgasm , my mind lost in pleasure I hungrily tongue fucked her anal cavity all thought of disgust now gone. My personal pussy and arse cleaner .. mmmm might even offer your services for a fee.. she excitedly screamed for all to hear. How would you like that Pet!! hey be a few who would love to have you on your knees ...hehehe. Now I'm going to give you a list and you better get that cop lover of yours to get every thing on it, and I want to come on these outing she arranges for you too.. My mind was in a spin.. I was lost again, being forced to do disgusting things, my tears welling up and spilling down my face. The thoughts of what had become of my life flashing through my head, anger, sorrow hate all emotions flowing together. fear and panic as to what I could do. The foul taste in my mouth and the smell on my face brought back the gagging reflex , her words of offering me to others, bouncing in my head, fear raging in my soul, I felt my bladder control start to fail, Shaking and trembling I rushed to the toilet , but to late as I felt the trickle down my thighs. The sudden shove in my back took me by surprise, down I went , Shocked on all fours on the floor, in my own puddle of piss .. Look at the mess you dumb slut, now clean it up NOW BITCH.. I looked around in daze for a cloth, Trying to stand, I felt her bare foot in the middle of my back .. No bitch lick it up.. Sue's words echoed in my ears. Then in horror I felt the splash then steady trickle as she pissed on my head. The force of her foot pushing my face into the growing puddle had me face first into this warm wet puddle my lips and tongue tasting the salty tang of our combined piss. Lick it all up or I give up you secret slut..Sue quietly whispered. Tears flowing I lapped at the puddle knowing There was no choice. The laughter and giggling from the women gathered at the front of our cell left no doubt who was now in charge of this cell. And no doubt who was now the personal toilet slut..perhaps to all. Laying huddled on the floor in the corner, wet naked and smelling of piss, I cried myself to sleep, the only thoughts in my head were I have to get out of here.. I woke to the sound of Sue calling me... Hey get here slut i need my pussy and arse cleaned .. NOW BITCH.. Shaking and on all fours i crawled to carry out my disgusting duties, face tear stained, naked, cold and still sticky from the piss in my hair. I looked around for my cloths but all that remained was a pile of shredded rags. The alarm for all to wake and head for the showers sounded , the doors to the cell unlocked , then the clatter and noise of a new day inside started. Trembling I made my way to the shower block just the remnants of a shirt to cover my naked body, the whistles and threats coming from all around, the hands molesting me touching and pinching as i was pushed and prodded towards the showers, Once inside surrounded by women shielding me from the eyes of officers and cameras , I felt myself being carried into the furthest stall roughly forced to lay on the floor on my back, my head held back my mouth forced open, a home made ring gag forced into my mouth keeping my mouth wide open further than i thought possible the stretching tearing the corners of my mouth. arms pined either side, Then the terror of what was about to happen as women lined up one after the other some squatting some standing, all pissing in my open mouth, trying to shake my head to escape the flood of urine, eyes stinging and the foul taste of piss on my tongue the ring gag making it impossible to spit out the overflowing piss slowly gaging as it trickled down my throat , spluttering and choking. Still pinned to the floor I hear the voice load and clear.. You know your friends in high places cant help you anymore don't you.. are a liability now we know who they are.. and I know your friends fucked up my girl friend Cheryl... Her next words struck fear right through my soul,, I believe you like licking arse holes mmmm Ive just had my morning crap. lets see if our new toilet slut has developed a taste for her new role, you will be doing this every morning from now so hope you do acquire a taste heheheh. As her shadow descended towards my face my world went blank. Waking in the hospital bed I tried to scream before my mind realised where I was .. trembling i looked around, I felt cold and shivered, my hands were cuffed to the bed rails, only a sheet and blanket covered my still naked body, my jaw ached, my mouth tasted of antiseptic i tried to move my tongue it felt swollen my eyes stung, my entire body felt strange. Ohhh Sara the familiar voice spoke into my ear.. i turned my head.. Sitting in the corner was Emily or Helen,, her expression was stern, I opened my mouth to speak, her eyes warned me to stop. The voice from the other side of the room sounded familiar as well ..It was Kate.. and she was angry... Seems we have a problem Sara.. Kate started growling... that fucking phone, why didn't you delete them fucking messages.. holy fuck what did you save them for , what to finger yourself at night!! fuck you dumb slut I knew you would be trouble.. I have a good mind to let them sluts inside piss and shit in your mouth every day you stupid slut.. Now what are we going to do with you Uhhh. And you!! you stupid love struck bitch Helen , what you thinking with your pussy... writing that lame love shit to this fucking hmmmmff... Should have just sold the bitch.. could have made a shit load of money... Listening quietly I saw Em wipe a tear from the corner of her eye, my tears were welling up, I hung my head and mumbled I was sorry... Kate started again looking me directly in the eye.. You Listen Good Sara,, you open your mouth you will become the permanent toilet for life ,, we wont be scrubbing your mouth out next time.. GOT IT.. Which one of those sluts have your phone and was it just Helens love notes you kept..so help me god if anything drops in my lap your fucked.. Just a couple of Em's messages i spluttered but they dont know everything just that we fuck when I go with her for my evaluations.. they dont know anything else honest .. my tears spilling down my cheeks. just maybe that she gives me things when she visits... Kate gave Emily a hard look and turned to leave,, over her shoulder she quietly spoke a few words.. Fix your fuck up. don't care how much you get.. call your contacts in Mexico for all I care just fix it.. Emily with a tear in her eye whispered its fixed... then looked away from me.. I shivered but not from the cold.. The words EM had whispered "ITS FIXED" resonated in my mind, her lack of eye contact and just body language send shivered through my body I stared at her my mouth open stuck for the right words.. She just stood up and walked out , not a backward glance no I love you nothing.. I broke down sobbing..until the nurse came in to help me with a bed pan.. not even allowed to go to the fucking toilet on my own .. i shook with shame as i emptied my bladder in the pan with the nurse watching . Back in jail now in solitary and on suicide watch in case i do anything silly.. still just a smock to cover my bare body.. apparently clothes can be used to do silly things the guards have told me.. lost and frightened no word from the one i loved. .. Finally I am summoned to resume my visits with the shrink ,I nervously sit in the office waiting to see if my loving EM is still assigned to me.. my heart pounding , so nervous i feel sick. imagining the worst . I hear her voice first, the soft touch on my cheek next, then a hug .. her face is strained. i long for a more intimate touch but it isn't on offer. Well Sara she quietly says. you look better than last time. I was just talking with a friend of yours, Lovely young lady is Our Sue.. apparently she likes to bargain, such an unfortunate thing she has chosen the wrong career, yes such a pity for one so young to be involved in the porn industry, but she will get the chance to travel and expand on her hygiene habits as a matter of fact she gave me a phone to give you...if you would care to wish her well she is just in the adjoining room come now. I stood and shuffled behind her still with my hands cuffed and feet shackled.. In the the middle of the room sat Sue totally immobilized by EM's favourite drug, her eyes darting from side to side, my experience with the same drug told me she could hear and see everything around her just not able to speak or move anything except her eyes. I smiled at her, shuffled over and gave her a kiss on the cheek. Ohhh thank you so much for my phone Pet I whispered.. believe you got early release for your cooperation with the police and good behaviour.. hehehe. also heard you will be travelling soon.. don't bother to much with clothes and stuff pretty sure you will be supplied all you need when you get where you are going..my eyes lit up when i saw the dog suit and travel crate in the corner, but the second set had me turn to EM with a question on my lips, it was then I felt the sharp prick of the needle in my bare arm. Wwwhat EM I spluttered , the instant the drug hit my vein I felt the effects start to course through me .. slowly sinking to the floor, I only just registered the stranger sitting in the chair in the other corner, my eyes locked on her face and her lips. Her lips were so so.. something about them sang in my head.. Kissable was a word that stood out. I felt myself lose all feeling in my limbs my entire body relaxed my voice was gone, the tear that had instantly started to leak seemed to stop and just remain in its place.. The stranger stood, walked to me and knelt down her voice so sweet and soft a language so foreign to me danced around my head, her fingers drifting over my breasts, the touch on my nipples sending tingles through my intimate places, her head nodding and her eyes sparkling with a pleased look. She then ran her hands down over my entire body inspecting and probing my intimate parts, carefully inspecting inside as well as out as if giving me a medical check over. Yessss she spoke to EM... jajajaja I thought you were exaggerating the value of this one... yayayaya. I am glad you called me,, Now what ever will I do with two such valuable pieces of merchandise... You say the other is a bonus absolutely free of charge.. Very generous of you. Emily.. Yesssss I can find a buyer, she will look good in the ally ways entertaining those that run the live donkey shows I'm sure. but perhaps first she will be of use in my new clubs ladies room, I've been think I should all play a part in the green planet jargon , I have a cubicle for those that want a paper free rest room and you say she has a tongue for it Yesssss. But this one she will be my draw card for my new venture .. perhaps she may like her new occupation jajajaja... unless perhaps she wants to keep her friend company jajajajajajaj. leaning over my paralyzed form she smiled and in carefully spoken English whispered. You my Prize may call me Miss "G" for now jajajaja. you may think of me as a bitch much later. but for now I am your Miss G. unless you wish to join your friend in the wash room jajajaja you Will be obedient. you look to delicious to be spent in the ally's being fucked by donkey's. Turning to EM she softly ordered her to package both pieces of merchandise and freight them to Mexico, The agreed price will be transferred on delivery.. just in case you decide to keep this one with the cute titties and pussy for yourself jajajajaja Laying on my side my eyes watched Emily and Kate prepare Sue and myself to be fitted with our dog suits , so realistic so life like. The tubes from our nostrils to give life to the fake dogs, inserted into the nostrils of the dog, a Catheter tube inserted into our urethra's then connected to the suits own vagina , then the heart beat monitor attached and connected to the suits to give a heart beat , I watched as Emily and Kate measured out the liquid that was going to be injected into our bowel's to keep us hydrated on our journey then the plugs inserted, Every touch felt but unable to move a muscle only follow each move with my eyes. Sue's eyes darting back and forth with fear so evident. To her this was new and scary, to me just scary. The final insertion of the intravenous drip for our slow release of drugs to keep us immobilized for the journey. to our new owner, I knew now I was never to see my Emily again my doom was set as i felt myself being settled into position in my new skin, Every thing so life like , undetectable inside the beast , then settled into the travel cage to be freighted to my new life just like a prize animal. The sounds of people, the clatter of the cages full of peoples pets being loaded into the cargo hold rang in my ears, the smells and the howls of pets as they were shunted on board. They to as scared as myself .The unknown fear causing my bladder to release tiny dribbles of urine, the staff joking about the big lazy dogs snoring and pissing themselves already , ohhh man one joked the hold will be full of piss after their 20 hour flight, my head reeled at his words, good bye to my home . The new smells, the new voices , a language I can't understand, I feel myself being unloaded from the cargo hold, there is shunting and rattling of crates, people shouting , it is then I hear the familiar voice shouting instructions to be careful of her new valuable pets. I wait not knowing what will be in store for me, all I know is it will not be good I have become just a pet to be used and sold as a commodity I wonder what the Mexican clients will demand of me.
It was another trip to the big city. Off to Montreal with the wife for a weekend of shopping. We stayed at our usual luxury hotel. We arrived about 3 o'clock she had a spa appointment and I went down to the lounge to have some beers. I bumped into a couple of guys and we just started shooting the breeze. If you read my other letters you know I am very much enjoying the idea of watching my sexy wife getting fucked by other men. Just saying that one sentence arouses me. Let me tell you a little bit about my wife. She's 5 foot four, thin shapely waist perfectly toned tanned legs, prone to high heels short skirts and dresses and her breasts were done to a nice perfect D. Anyways for dinner we were going downstairs to the hotel restaurant and then over to the lounge which had some jazz playing live for the evening. I told her to dress up nice and maybe we would have a play night. My go to uniform for these things is always stay ups and short dress. I got used to the idea of getting her a little bit loose on her inhibitions and discovered that, via a drop or two of ketamine in her wine, this makes things go with the flow. It's keeps her lucid but suggestive and it works like a charm. After dinner we took into a nice lounge seat and the two guys I was talking to walked by. I told them to join us for a drink, and they sat down in the booth with us. I leaned over and whispered into my wife's year if she like them well enough to fill both of their cocks in her tonight. She just looked at me and give me a little bit of a grin. I knew at this point this was gonna happen . I was very direct at this point blatantly tell the one fella sitting next to her to put his hand down under the table and feel if my wife had any panties on. He did this playing with her inner thighs and I told her to lean over and kiss her. I completely treat my wife like pure property in these instances not crude but direct. I said it was time to go up to the room and I instructed her in front of them that she would do what was told I enjoy it. Quiet walk to the elevator watching my wife holding these two guys hands, my heart beating like a helicopter. I was riddled with anticipation and a rock hard cock what was about to come. We go to the room and I told her to sit on the couch and open her legs exposing her thong and stay ups in her black dress. I instructed both guys to sit on either side of her and play with her breasts and kiss her. I sat on the chair and I watch these two guys exploring my wife with their tongue in her mouth with her hands of her dress and all over her breasts. I told them to take out their cocks and I instructed my wife to taste them. She leaned over and started taking the first cock in her mouth which grew about an 8 1/2 inch rockhard cut, a beautiful scene. The other fellow buried his face into her ass and started tongue fucking her and I told him to slip his tongue out, condom up and enter her ass. There was no hesitations here and I was watching my wife choking on 8 1/2 inches of cock with about another 8 inches sliding slowly up her ass. I was completely aroused at this point and I went over to start playing with her pierced tits I took a few photos watching my wife engulf this monster cock and watching the other cock fill her tight ass. I'm sitting on the chair across from the couch drinking a beer watching my wife pleased by these two young bulls. She is in pure ecstasy as I watch the strangers hands exploring her perfect tits, sliding her beautiful legs covered with stayups, and these large cocks penetrating her in a rhythm that was magical. I said it was time to change positions so she turned around to 69 now sitting on the face of the cock that was in her ass. The other fellow who is enjoying her mouth was now able to position himself behind her at the edge of the couch and slide the tip of his 8 1/2 inch monster cock into her ass. She was professionally engulfing the 69 cock while being more aggressively fucked by this monster bulll as he slammed hard into the couch and his balls against her ass as he fucked her tight sphincter. I let this go on for a while and I told the guys I didn't want them coming in their condoms but I want them to pull out and in sequence I wanted them to cover my wife's face and tits with their loads. I could tell by the rhythms and how many times my wife came that these guys had to be close, so I said get in position my wife set up on the couch and one guy on each side of her as they stroke their bull hammers ejaculating all over my wife's beautiful face and tits. They cleaned up and left. My wife went for a quick shower, and I hadn't even begun my evening. I enjoy objectifying my wife, and what I did next was ground up two of her ambiens put them in her wine and stirred it up. I told her to get into one of my business shirts and wear it as a dress and a Nighty, but that I wanted her to put on a pair of panties and black stay ups. I told her to have some wine, to finish it up before bed because it was an expensive bottle, and she did, she chugged it back and along with it the two melted Ambien. I knew she was going to be out within 15 minutes and I sat there watching her become incoherent with the thoughts of what was going to happen next. I took a photo blocking out her face went on Locanto, and said that I'm looking for a large black bull that will come over and fuck my past out wife with me. It certainly didn't take long in this town to get 12 inch and up pictures of monster cocks. I didn't wanna play a whole long evening of back-and-forth and the winner was the closest one which was five minutes away downtown. I positioned my wife leaning up on the pillows of the bed wearing her office shirt dress, positioned her hair and buttoned the blouse so that her breasts were almost exposed, and I opened her legs so you could see the stayups and the panties. I went down to get this guy, and brought him up to the room. Ground rules always condoms must no marks no photos. Obviously agreed because the scene in front was unimaginable. I don't know what it is with these young bull black guys that have perpetual six packs and perfect bodies but this guy was cut and he must've been at least 12 ½” x 5 1/2". He went over to the bed as I sat on the chair in the corner watching him use his hands and exploring my wife's breasts. He pulled out his massive cock which was hard and slipped over into my wife's mouth holding the side of her cheeks to ensure she opened. He pulled her to the side of the bed so that her feet were leaning over the right side and her head was leaning over the left side and he entered and put this entire monster into her throat, holding her throat with his hand. He slowly started sliding down my wife's throat and fucking her this way and it was such a turn on. It was a pretty decent amount of time before he pulled out of her mouth, He needed more and I needed more. He went to the other side of the bed where her legs were laying over and he flipped her over stomach down lift it up the dress shirt, slip the panties down and aligned this monster condom covered black titan cock into her pierced pussy. He took at least he careful two minutes to get himself all the way in with slow rhythms that her natural juices lubricated this cock. He slid fucking my wife this way for what seemed like 20 minutes pulling her hair reaching his hands down and feeling her smooth legs squeezing her ass and fucking her so hard the bed was actually moving its position . I told him before he was ready to come that I wanted him to cum on her face and mouth. He pulled out went to the other side of the bed turned her around and did exactly that. He buried that monster cock again in her mouth and he shot what must've been a quart down her throat and into her mouth and all over her face. I completely enjoyed the absolute pure rape of my wife by this monster black titan. He cleaned up and left and now I was going to fuck my wife, my perfectly used wife while she was still out. I pulled her aggressively towards the end of the bed put her legs over my shoulders and I spit on my cock got it wet and carelessly just rammed it into her tight ass. I fucked her with haste long and hard and in ‘pretend’ anger at my little slut, but only pretend. I loved that I could use her anyway that I wanted at any time. I fucked her and fucked her for about 10 minutes before I had enough I was close and ejected myself deep into her ass. I cleaned up her face, repositioned her on the bed, putting her under the covers and it was time to sleep. For the next day I left my Locanto ad up, and it wasn't in any period of time that I got a response from five guys that want to come over and enjoy this scenario. So my plans now were to think about how and what strain want to play out using this goddess wife in the movie of my mind. I never had more than 2 people with her and the idea of a full gang, excited me. Stay tune for part three
I busied myself with washing the dishes as Kyle walked into the kitchen. I caught him watching 100% real incest videos not that long ago... He had turned twenty-one in January, and I loved him more than anything, and that's why we were going to have an important talk before he went out with his friends. You see, I know all about his little female friend he has on the side. She's only twenty-one as well, and by the looks of her online...she's a wild one. She's a typical white girl in the face, a typical, lackadaisical tart with dyed-black hair, red streaks throughout it, nose piercing, tongue piercing...and I know she's been giving him oral. You can't fake an oral smile when your son comes home after a late night of 'hanging' with his friends. Even so, I was not going to stand in his way. He needed to have sexual encounters, because that's what every growing boy needs, but that was also why we needed to have this talk first. Now me? I'm a single white mother, forty-two, and yes, if you do the math, I was only twenty-one when I had Kyle...but I certainly wasn't ready for sex at that time. That's why we were having this talk. I'd already instructed Kyle in the proper use of birth control, but this talk was going to be about the finer points of sex and dating. He needed to be reminded of a few things before he engaged in a relationship with that girl. But first, a little de***********ion of myself is in order. My name is Lola, and I'm five-six, a little plump, but that comes with age, and I have black hair I have cut short, that hair curling at my shoulders. I have D-cup breasts and wider hips than I'd like, a round face with a button nose, brown eyes and full lips, and I get my fair share of gentlemen callers, though no one I know of uses that term anymore. I like to imagine myself as an old soul, an old soul with an understanding of what the world needs when it comes to women, old-fashioned but new-aged, and I know this drives Kyle crazy sometimes, but...I think my attitude and personality may actually have come about as a defense mechanism from having him when I was so young. I need to feel mature, educated, and in control. It's just how I feel. Any other behavior is unacceptable to me. Today I was wearing my cotton print dress, one that was white with small green print-daisies on it, and also my 'house shoes', dirty-white canvas shoes of mine that had seen better days. I had on my yellow latex dishwashing gloves, and I was doing the dishes the old-fashioned way, in the sink. Now let me explain a little more about our life here. I managed to get government aid for almost everything before I obtained my career as a certified nurse's assistant. I struggled for years trying to earn my place in society, trying to earn any respect at all, and I like to think I have it now. My CNA position doesn't make a lot of money, but by cutting corners, saving, and getting assistance, I've managed to raise Kyle by myself, without the aid of a man. Other men in Kyle's life...have not worked out. Let's leave it at that. Now Kyle...he's my pride and joy. He's six-foot one, has more of a tan than I do, and he's thin but not skinny, blue eyes like his dad (whom I have not seen or even spoken to in years), with thick black hair like mine. Currently, he had his short hair a little wild in the front, but this just accentuated his cute face and button nose, features which are actually a copy of mine, only in male form. Today Kyle was wearing his grey rain jacket, black-T, stonewashed jeans, and white sneakers with clean white socks. These were his 'going out' clothes, though he did not know that I knew that. "It's almost ten, Mom," he said as he walked toward the kitchen door, our backdoor. "I'm going to be late for tennis practice." "Not so fast, Mister," I said in my stern voice. "You're not going anywhere yet." Yes, I was currently doing the dishes, and he thought I hadn't been paying attention, but I wasn't stupid. He wasn't even carrying his gym bag. That, and I'd stopped paying for those lessons a month ago. "What?" asked Kyle in an exasperated voice. "I have to go. I'm going to be late." I didn't even bother to turn to look at him. I simply kept on doing the dishes. Our kitchen was small, so Kyle had stopped in front of our small, square kitchen table and paused there in order to hear my response. Trust me...I knew exactly what he was doing without having to look at him. "I stopped paying for your lessons a month ago," I said matter-of-factly. "There's no reason to lie anymore...I'm not angry, but I already know that you've been skipping them to hang out with your friends." "Mom..." he began. "Don't even go there," I said firmly. "I know you've been seeing that girl...That Tara girl. I know all about her." He sucked in his breath and slowly released it. I'm pretty sure he knew what was coming. Yes, I had sheltered him, and yes, I was a little overprotective, but his grades were excellent in college, and he was going to make something of himself after he graduated. That's all I really wanted for him. "It's time for a special talk," I said firmly. "Mom, no," he argued. "I don't have time..." "Yes, you do," I said just as firmly as before. "You'll make time for your mother." "But, we have talks every single night," whined Kyle. "Can't it wait?" "No...This time it's important," I said, and he knew I wasn't kidding by the tone of my voice. I had started these talks on Kyle's twenty-first birthday, six months ago, in order to prepare him for the real world and what was expected of him within it. So far, he had no problem with our talks, and in fact, he rather enjoyed them. They put him at ease for a while, and a growing boy's mental health was an important thing to care for when you're a mother, especially a single mother. "Mom, how long is this going to take?" he asked. "You...You're right. I have been skipping tennis, but...I have friends now, and I'm meeting them in an hour. I was going to stop at the gas station before meeting up with them to kill ti..." He shut his mouth just before he could finish that sentence, but it was too late. I now had him right where I wanted him. No more excuses. "You can kill time right now," I said matter-of-factly, "and the best part is, it won't be killing time. This is constructive." "Mom, I really like this girl..." whined Kyle. "I know," I replied. "I'm not standing in your way...but you need to remember the basics I taught you...Remember the four tenets...Serve, Improve, Mitigate, Persevere. You serve her needs first, you improve upon your own character for her, you mitigate any damage you may have accidentally caused by your thoughtlessness, and you persevere through her difficulties...She comes first." "I already know all of this!" hissed Kyle. "Just let me live my life!" "Kyle..." I warned. He knew that tone. He knew not to push it with me once that tone came out to play. "I...I'm sorry," he stammered. "You wouldn't let me get a job out of high school, and you wouldn't let me enroll in college until I turned twenty...Can't you see how frustrating that is?...I feel like a prisoner sometimes...I finally have friends...I've finally met someone I like...in that way, and I remember everything you've taught me, anyway, so...it's just...you should have more faith in me." I continued to wash the dishes. There was no reason I couldn't multitask at the moment. "I do," I sighed. "I told you already that I'm not standing in the way of this Tara girl. However, there's no reason why I can't give you a reminder of how things work." "I...I...Goddammit..." he replied in a defeated voice. "Language," I warned him. "I'm sorry," sighed Kyle. "Let's...Let's just have our talk." "Good," I nodded without looking at him. "First, you lied to me and told me you were still taking your tennis lessons. I paid for those lessons in advance, and now that money is gone. Honestly, you should have just told me, because I'm not happy with you about the deception. Even so, I know you didn't want to tell me because you were afraid of what I might do, so I'll be lenient this time...It's the standard punishment, but you may get out the strawberry jam. You know what to do." "Yes, Mom," sighed Kyle. He walked to our white fridge, its small shape located just behind me against the south wall. He opened the fridge door, removed the jar of strawberry jam, walked up behind me, and removed a small butter knife from the silverware drawer on my immediate right. He opened the jar and stuck in the butter knife, but I quickly stopped him. "Ah, ah," I said with a shake of my head. "Spatula, too." He removed a black plastic spatula from my utensil's drawer on my immediate left, set it down on the counter, and then took to digging some strawberry jam out of its own small jar. "Now," I said firmly. "It's time you learned to be honest with me." I moved my feet to a spread V-stance and lifted up my print cotton dress. I wasn't wearing panties, of course, because Kyle needed to have easy access when necessary. My large bare bottom was in plain view as he knelt down before it, so I bent over and thrust out my butt in order to give him more of me to work with. I took off my yellow latex dishwashing gloves and set them aside on my white countertop. I reached back with both hands, spread my bare butt cheeks, and patiently waited for him to proceed. He took the flat knife and spread strawberry jam all over my large reddish-brown anus until the ring of muscle was thoroughly coated. He spread the rest in the hairy valley of my anus, making sure to coat the small black curls of my pubic hair ringed around my dirtier hole. I sucked in my breath as the handle of the black plastic spatula forced open the lips of my vulva and entered my vagina. I was already wet in preparation of our talk, so the handle slid in all the way up to my cervix without any problem whatsoever. Kyle set the knife in the jar and set the jar aside as I held the spatula in place with my vaginal muscles. He then spread my butt cheeks for me so that I could free up my own hands. I leaned against the sink with both free hands and waited for him to continue. He dutifully tongued into my jam-coated anus and licked around its immediate area. I knew he was tasting strawberry jam mixed with the strong and pungent taste of my asshole, the dry flavor of my anal pubic curls, and of course, a hefty dose of female pheromones. "You don't lie to me," I said firmly. "You don't lie to your partner. If she lies to you, then you may address that breach of trust, but you do so in a thoughtful, considerate, and understanding manner...Plunge in, Kyle. Plunge in deeper." He forced open my anus with his tongue, swirling inside my muscled hole with practiced ease. We'd had these talks many times before, because this was not the first time he'd lied to me. "This talk is important," I continued. "This isn't just about lying. You need a reminder about everything we've gone over in the last six months. You're entering your first relationship, and that's cause for concern for me...I didn't raise you to behave like other men...Other men are invariably selfish...You need to serve her, because that is the bread and butter of a successful, loving relationship. All too often, the man takes charge and expects everything to be done by the woman...It's a travesty, and I won't have it from you...I made you, and that makes you my responsibility, and it reflects poorly on me if you err from what I've taught you...Spatula, Kyle." Kyle continued to eat out my asshole, plunging deeply into my anus, swirling his tongue around my taint as well. At the same time, he gently moved the spatula handle in and out of my cream-soaked snatch. I shuddered as the pleasure of it caught up with me, but I dutifully continued our talk. "I don't really like the look of this 'Tara'," I said calmly, "so I'll have to meet her at some point. If she makes the grade, then I'll be behind you one hundred percent. Even so, I'm letting you explore your sexuality on a trial basis with her. Because I'm allowing this, you're going to be reminded of a few things." "Mom, I..." began Kyle, but I cut him short. I reached back with my right hand and shoved his face into my cunt and ass. He stopped his protesting and breathed in my heavy scent for a few seconds. "Another three minutes," I said firmly. "You need to learn." "Yes, Mom," replied Kyle in a muffled voice. I released his head in order for him to continue. He tongued into my asshole and taint for three more minutes, and during that time, I had him spread on more jam, because I was firm but not cruel. He used the spatula on my pussy for my own enjoyment during this little lesson, for this was a reminder of his place with a woman. I did so much for him, anyway. He needed to understand the necessity of gratitude. "All right," I said after his three minutes were up. "You know what's next." "Yes, Mom," sighed Kyle. He pulled the spatula from my creamy twat, the ebony handle covered in my own ivory love sauce, and he licked up and down the handle in order to clean off my hot juices, because he needed to taste every part of me as a reminder of his transgression. After the handle was thoroughly licked clean, he set the spatula beside himself on the kitchen floor, and I nodded to him in approval. He had been on his knees this entire time in order to service me, because there had been no reason yet for him to switch positions, but now he sat down, pulled off his sneakers and socks, and then undressed. The more important part of our talk was about to begin. "You've been receiving oral from her," I nodded. "I know you've already accepted it, so don't lie about it; I'm not stupid. However, you need to give as well as receive, and I know you haven't, because I read Tara's post this morning, which you clearly have not, or you would have responded to it by now...You need to pay attention to her needs, and just pay attention in general...She was a little upset that you didn't reciprocate, so you will learn your place with her right now...Let this be a lesson to you, Kyle...She comes first...You know what to do." I turned briefly to peer down at him again. He looked up at me in return as he grabbed my wide bottom and spread my butt cheeks. My son was fully nude now, and his penis was already erect, all seven inches of it. Kyle's circumcised penis was somewhat long but not thick, so his cock was balanced in that way, a nice treat for any woman in need of it. "Yes, Mom," breathed Kyle as he tongued into my waiting, cream-soaked pussy. He swirled his tongue around my wet hole as he slowly stroked himself with his right hand. I shuddered as his tongue made its way over my large pee hole and up to my leafy-hooded clitoris, and I savored that sensation. His left-hand fingers prodded through the strong curls of my black pubic hair, his left hand spreading my outer-labia in order for his slurping tongue to better service me. I let him lap up my juices for a couple of minutes, ensuring that he would remember my little lesson when it came to pleasing his other half. Even so, he needed further instruction. "Suck my clitoris, Son," I breathed. "You need to suck it for a bit as a stronger reminder. You have to make me feel it...If I don't feel it...if I don't shake in my shoes...you're simply not worthy of being with a woman." He moved up underneath my dress and turned on his knees so that he was facing me. I let my dress fall all around him as his face poked up between my legs, that handsome face now hidden from my view. I felt his lips close around my clit, and then he sucked it, slowly, gently, and I had to grit my teeth as I squirmed from that powerful sensation. "You need to...to think of your partner...during these...important times," I gasped as my shoes turned on their toes. "Women are...are uhhh...always on the short end...Oh, fuck..." I reached down and gripped his nonvisible head through the cloth of my dress, for he had been instructed to suck on my tiny, body-shaking organ, and right now he was doing just that. He gripped my bare legs from beneath my dress, and then he sucked hard on me, suckling as he normally would on one of my nipples. This shook me, causing me to squirm even more as I released his head and gripped the lip of the sink in order to steady myself from the overwhelming physical pleasure and incredible overstimulation his suckling was causing me. "I know you...you like this girl..." I gasped, "but...but you...uhhh...don't...don't want to...to make the mistakes...your father did." My hands clutched the lip of the sink as my bottom shook without my control. I felt a minor contraction in my vagina, and my pussy squirted out a small, thin white line of cream to run down my inner-left thigh. "That's enough..." I gasped, my breath heavy with shivering ecstasy. "That's enough of that...Good job...Very good...I really felt that..." Kyle let me go and appeared from beneath my dress, his breath heavy as well. He continued stroking his long and slender cock, but he had not yet finished, though I could see that the tip was wet with precum. "Come on," I said firmly. "Let's finish our discussion in the living room." I reached down and pulled off my dress, pulled it up and over my head to toss it to the floor, and I was fully nude now, save for my house shoes and my white crew socks. I did not like to wear a bra except in public, and as I had stated before, I didn't wear panties around the house, because there were times like this when Kyle needed easy access to my asshole and pussy. The large bulbs of my ample D-sized breasts hung down my chest, my large reddish-brown nipples ready to be suckled, my excitement heightening as I anticipated his lips on both of those large, bumpy nubs. "You're going to suck me while pleasing me with your penis," I said matter-of-factly. "A man needs to learn how to make love in a proper way before going into full-on animal sex. That means you build up my pleasure first before your own. Slow and easy...and I expect this lesson to carry over to Tara or any other girl you partner up with." I led him into our small living room and laid down upon our old if comfortable dark-brown couch. I stretched out, fully nude and waiting, and he laid down on top of me in the nursing position, but this time his penis was erect and laying directly across my pubes. "Put in your penis while you suckle me," I said. "I also want you to knead my breasts while you do it. It's important for me to feel a slow and pleasant buildup before the finale. It's true that not all women like this, so that is why I've been instructing you in both making love and wild fucking...Besides, I need to milk your balls before you go out, anyway. Too much semen clouds the mind and clouds a man's judgement, they say." Kyle wasn't even questioning me anymore. He took my left nipple into his mouth and suckled hungrily, drinking in my female essence and body heat. His long and slender penis pushed open my wet hole a second later, sliding easily into my ready snatch from the help of my own thick, ivory cream. He slowly moved his muscular bottom up and down as he suckled my nipple, grabbing my large right breast with his left hand and kneading it as he always did. He slid his right arm underneath my back and gripped my left shoulder, suckling and fucking me at the same time. The overall sensation was pleasant in its entirety, and I felt lucky to be such a caring and nurturing mother, giving Kyle everything a growing boy needed. "You're servicing my pussy with your cock," I said happily, enjoying the sensation of Kyle's pubic bone rubbing back and forth across my clit and hood, his long and slender penis moving back and forth within my own wet tunnel. "You're not just servicing your own penis...Don't get me wrong; I've enjoyed every single night of instructing you, and I don't regret a single one. It's a mother's duty to provide her children with her own wisdom. That's why I've done this, and that's why I don't regret it...That's why when you turned twenty-one, I decided you were ready for my help with your manhood. I know those balls of yours get blue, so I'm glad these little talks ease any unwanted desires you might have...I'm not completely imperious, you know. I understand your needs. You need to shoot your semen into a caring female. Every young man needs a caring partner to shoot his semen into." Kyle popped off of my nipple and gave me a strange look. "I know, Mom," he said in slight confusion. "I'm happy about it. You don't have to justify it to me...Starting these talks was the best birthday gift I've ever gotten...I was a little shocked at first, but...I know now that I'm way better off than my friends because of it. All they get to do is masturbate, and they don't even learn anything from that." I gave him a warm smile and nodded, and then I cut off anything else he might have said by pushing his head back down toward my breast, his lips back toward my nipple. He needed to concentrate on making love. "Ten minutes on my left, Kyle, and then switch to my right," I breathed out. "Give me a pleasant stroke, and then I'll drape myself over the couch so you can grab my bottom in order to properly fuck me. That should thoroughly drain your balls." Kyle nodded while still suckling me, and I stroked the back of his head in return. "I can remember what you were like before these talks," I said, a wistful smile on my lips. "You were so unhappy...had so much pent-up frustration...Now look at you...a handsome young man ready to have his first sexual encounter with his first love...I'm so proud of you...I don't exactly like the looks of this girl you're with, but I won't stand in your way if you want to experiment. That's a promise, and I keep my promises...Now let's just be silent for a while. Mommy wants to relax and enjoy her son...all of him." Kyle nodded again and gave me a slow fuck for the remaining time on my left breast, and then he switched to my right, adjusting his position upon me as well. He then suckled upon my right breast for ten minutes, and during that time I closed my eyes and purred softly as he kneaded my left breast and softly stroked my clit with his pubic bone, his slender penis filling me and satisfying my own urges. After that ten minutes was finished, I was ready to be pushed toward climax. Kyle and I had been trying to climax in unison ever since we had started these special talks six months ago, because successful clim-union would give him and had been giving him experience in controlling his orgasm, a valuable skill when pleasing his partner. "All right," I said as I removed Kyle's head from my right breast. "It's time to climax. Let's get your balls drained, and then you may leave." "Yes, Mom," breathed out Kyle. He pulled out of me, and I pushed up in order to position myself over the back of the couch, draping myself over the top, my bare bottom facing toward him, my legs beneath me, I on my knees, my hairy and wet pussy ready for reentry. "Let's go, Kyle," I said calmly. He grabbed my wide bottom, and I sighed in contentment as I felt his penis slide into me once more. "Pick it up," I said firmly. "Steady pace. You have to please me as well as yourself. Remember...reciprocation is important. In the old days, a man would just fuck his woman, cum inside her, and leave her frustrated. Nothing was ever done about it, because no one ever taught them any better. A woman has balls that need to be drained as well, but they're hidden from view, like so many other things that women desperately need attended to but no one sees...I want you to learn this valuable lesson, Son...Your partner comes first...That's C...O...M...E...not C...U...M...Although, it's a nice and goodwill gesture to let her cum first, now that I think about it. You can always finish inside her afterwards, or she can finish you by other means. It's good to be generous when it comes to your partner. If you do cum first, always help her finish...Never leave her hanging. I've taught you better than that. Remember the tenets, Son. Serve, Improve, Mitigate, Persevere." "Yes, Mom," breathed Kyle, and I could tell that he was nodding in agreement, though I was not looking at him. No, I was staring over the back of the couch and toward the kitchen, patiently waiting for him to fuck me. "Do you want me to start now?" he asked. "Yes," I smiled. "We need to properly drain your balls before you go out. You'll at least use a little judgement after a proper draining. Plus, a good and proper fucking will climax me. Oh, and try and climax when I do. It's the best possible outcome." "Yes, Mom," said Kyle in a quiet voice. He took to pumping into me after that, a thump, thump, thump of his crotch into my wide, bare bottom. The circumcised head of his cock pounded into my cervix, and that slight pain took a little getting used to, but that pain subsided into nothing but pleasure after a couple of minutes. I huffed out steady breaths as I reached back to give my clitoris and hood a rough and circular stroke, the same motion I used while masturbating. I didn't masturbate as often anymore, not since January, because our regular talks usually fulfilled that need, though sometimes I would do so late at night after Kyle had gone to bed. "Oh, that's...that's good," I puffed out. "You've improved...improved quite a bit in these...these last six months. Your stamina is...is better...and you don't ejaculate so prematurely anymore. The last couple of months have...have really synced our climaxes...We cum in clim-union...so...so now you can...uhhh...carry that skill over to...to Tara. She'll be impressed and not...not realize that you're still a...a virgin." "We've fucked...every night since...my birthday," huffed Kyle. "I'm not...not a...a virgin, Mom." "Yes, you are," I corrected. "I'm your mother...I don't count. You are...are still a virgin until you've had...someone else. I'm your teacher...not your lover." "Oh...Okay," puffed Kyle. "I won't...won't argue with you, then." It was good that he wouldn't argue with me. He needed to take my advice and learn from my wisdom. I stroked my clit faster and faster as I felt that magic sink into me, right underneath my clit, a steady pulse that shot downward through my little organ, spreading up from within me in a V and down all throughout my pussy, up inside me and up into my lower belly as well. "I...I'm going to cum soon," I breathed out. "It's almost...time..." "Okay," said Kyle in a breathless reply. "I'll...I'll push it...push it harder..." He picked up the pace, hammering into me, my bottom pounded by his crotch as his slender penis struck me deep within, struck my cervix like a huge hammer striking a gong, over and over again, faster and faster, causing me to rock back and forth and cry out as my pussy pulsed with the length and power of my son's throbbing cock. "Oh...Oh, Kyle...Oh...Oh, keep going!" I moaned. "I'm almost there!...Oh...Oh, you're so good at this, Son!...Oh, I'm so proud of you!...Keep going!...Almost there...Oh...Oh, oh, oh...Oh, yes...Oh, let's milk those balls...Oh, yes...Oh, let's milk them...Oh, let's milk those blue balls...Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, here it comes! You're doing so well!...I'm going to cum...Yes...Yes, cum when I cum! Let's milk those balls! Let's milk those blue balls!...Yes, fuck me, Son!...Oh, fuck me hard! Faster! Faster!...Oh, oh, oh, oh, OH, OH, OH, FUCK ME, FUCK ME, FUCK ME, FUCK ME, FUCK YOUR MOMMEEEEEEEEEEE!" My happy wet tunnel squeezed his long and slender cock as I came. I grit my teeth and squeezed my eyes shut as my pussy clenched out my own alabaster cream over the base of Kyle's penis and the tops of his tight balls, balls that were no longer blue, balls that were now a healthy peach color, as healthy balls needed to be. I felt the contractions all the way up into my lower belly, my clit pulsing with that magic, and then his hot seed spread throughout my wet, organic pipe, filling me up with his warmth and the love that only a son could bring. He draped his naked body over my shivering, trembling back, wrapped his arms around my chest, and hugged me tightly. We laid there for a moment, both of us breathing in and out in heavy, ragged breaths, a quiet moment of recuperation and reflection for the both of us. "I love you, Mom," breathed out Kyle. "I love you, too," I smiled as I rested my head on my hands. "Just remember everything I taught you. I want you to be happy, and you won't be happy with someone else unless they're happy, too. Look toward her happiness first. Don't forget this important talk." "I won't forget," said Kyle quietly. "Good," I said as I took in a deep breath. "Now clean up before you go out. I still have dishes to do." "Okay," he replied. He pulled out of me, and I moaned softly as all seven inches of his magnificent penis slid out of my soaking-wet twat with a light pop. Hot cum spilled from my open cunt as he knelt behind me, he still holding my wide and sweaty bare bottom. He leaned in and tongued into me, slurping into my open fucked hole, licking out his own semen, taking his time with it so that he was thorough. Yes, I'd taught Kyle to dutifully clean up his messes, and he always complied, no arguments, always obeying his mother, as all good sons do, and that meant he'd clean up his messes with her, no arguments, always obeying her, as all good boyfriend's do.
You can find anything online. That's kind of what it seems like these days. Well, it seemed to be true of one of the hottest girlfriends I ever had but people online aren't always exactly who they seem to be. I met her in a chatroom where we immediately opened up talking about sexual interests and what we had done with others. She was a Mexican girl from a seemingly rather poor family. Nonetheless, she seemed like quite a hottie, always excited and energetic when we got to talking about sexual stuff we'd done or fantasies we had. She lived 500 miles away, so for months we continued to just keep in touch online. On her birthday weekend, I finally decided to drive out to meet her and take her to Disneyland. It was quite a long drive. When I got there the neighborhood was pretty sketchy, but as soon as I parked in front of her home, she came running out and wrapped her arms around me and kissed me relentlessly. She was in a cute thin little sundress and as we kiss my hands familiarized themselves with her body. It did not feel like she was wearing anything under her dress which when she finally stopped kissing me she confirmed explicitly with an announcement that she wearing any underwear or bra. She brazenly grabbed my crotch and confirmed that I already had a big hard-on for her. She screamed with delight. Without hesitation, she grabbed my hand and dragged me into the house. I saw her parents briefly in the living room and started to say hello, but she continued yanking me by the arm into her bedroom. Once in her room, she shut the door behind us and immediately started undoing my pants. With surprising skill, she had my pants down in no time and was vigorously stroking and sucking my cock while at the same time she had a hand up under her dress rubbing her pussy. I could not help but let out a groan of pleasure though a bit uneasy knowing her parents were a short distance away in the living room. After a couple of minutes, she jumped up and slipped out of her sundress, and pulled me over onto the bed with her. I clumsily kicked off my shoes and shed the rest of my clothes and quickly mounted me. She had medium sized pink nipples that stood out from her light creamy skin. She started rubbing her wet pussy up and down on my cock pressed against my body, smiling at me with the most naughty grin I had seen from her. Again without much delay, she reached down and guided my cock up into her pussy and proceeded to fuck the hell out of me. She was moaning like a wild animal, definitely loud enough for anyone in the house to hear, maybe even the neighbors as well. She rocked back and forth on me from her knees for a good while. I could feel her wet pussy already starting to drip down my cock. She asked me how it felt. "Do you like it?" she asked. "It feels amazing!" I confessed. Then she got her feet under her and continued fucking me by bouncing up and down on my cock. While that felt pretty great, she got tired really fast doing those squats up and down on me and was having trouble catching her breath, both moaning and seemingly just getting exhausted. and she finally just collapsed on top of me. I was happy to start doing some of the work, and got around behind her and started fucking her doggy style. I took some time to enjoy the feeling of pulling my cock completely out of her pussy and reinserting it over and over. But she felt I was teasing her. "FUCK ME!" she insisted fairly loudly. I happily picked up the pace and sure enough, in just a couple minutes of me rapidly banging against her ass, I had to suddenly pull out and shoot my hot cum all over her back and ass cheeks. After I came, she rolled over, smearing the cum all over her bed sheets, and quickly started sucking me clean. It felt incredible. But as I started to come down from the high I was feeling I started to really notice things about where we were. The room was basically falling apart. Pieces of the sheetrock walls were crumbling. There were water damage stains on the roof and ceiling, a mixture of garbage and clothes thrown everywhere on the scattered on the floor and bed and furniture which had a lot of pieces broken or damaged. I moved over to the non-sticky part of the bed and lay back on it. She continued to tenaciously suck my cock which was starting to feel a little too intense, so I pulled her up on top of me. Eventually, we got dressed again and went back out to the living room. Her parents were still sitting there with big smiles. They welcomed me to their home. Her mom kept talking to her in Spanish. I'm not fluent in Spanish but I got the sense that she was asking how it went and basically whether I liked the sex. I informed them of our plans to go to Disneyland for the weekend and they somewhat rushed us out of the house to get driving and hopefully arrive in LA before it got dark. The drive over to LA was one of the most interesting ones I'd had at that point. When we were on the highway, she undid my pants and proceeded to give me a blow job at 90 mph. I'd had other girls stroke me a bit while driving but this was my first time getting sucked off while on the freeway. Her head bobbing up on down on me while I struggled to keep focus on the road. Eventually I gave her what she wanted and I exploded into her mouth. She sucked me dry like my cock was a straw. Then sat up and opened her mouth, showing me all of my cum, then swallowed it quickly and opened her mouth again to show it was all gone. In the short time I'd been physically next to me she was very quickly making a strong impression. When we got to the motel we were going to stay at, she stripped down naked again and asked me to take some sexy photos. I had her get in all kinds of positions on the bed while I snapped away. She was very comfortable being naked and kept posing with a "fuck me" look in her eyes. Eventually I put the camera down and spread her legs and started pounding her pussy hard. She was loving it, moaning loudly. I'm sure anyone in the nearby rooms could hear. I squeezed her tits as I fucked her. And giggled a bit as I seemed to be enjoying her tits. "I want you to fuck them." she said. "What?" I asked with surprise. "I want you to fuck my tits." she clarified. I hadn't really done much of that before as my Asian girlfriends often did not have the biggest tits to work with, but was more than happy to try. I pulled out of her wet pussy and slid up her body, straddling her. I placed my cock between her tits and she smashed them together with her hands. I started moving back and forth with the tip of my cock poking out the top between her tits. It was kind of fun and a different kind of kink to try, but honestly it wasn't as warm and inviting as her sopping wet pussy. When I fucked her tits too hard I slipped out a couple times which was a little frustrating. So the last time I just moved up past her tits and put my cock into her mouth and started fucking her face. She was moaning onto my cock which seemed a little odd to me. Not like having my cock in her mouth could be giving her that much pleasure, but it still sounded sexy. I felt my orgasm building up inside me and I kind of didn't want all of it to end, so I started slowing down my pace and then even stopped moving entirely because it felt too good. She wasn't having that though, and grabbed my cock and started stroking it hard with the tip still in her mouth. Sure enough, I started cumming in her mouth. She sucked hard, almost painfully so, and drained all the cum out of my cock. Then opened her mouth up wide and showed it to me and promptly swallowed it. I slid back down next to her and held her, coming down from those waves of pleasure. "Put it back inside me." she said. I protested because I had just cum and still would have cum leaking out of me but she insisted she had sucked all of the cum out and just wanted to feel me inside her again. I was feeling so good I would have done just about anything she asked, so I went ahead and put my cock back into her warm inviting pussy as I spooned with her on our sides. I expected I would be going soft inside her, but it was all so exciting and even her smallest movements were feeling so good around my cock, that my hardon did not seem to be going away. I started slowly moving in and out of her again. "Oh yes.....give me some more." she commanded. I picked up the pace, fucking her harder again. Grabbing her boobs and using them to pull her body to me with each thrust. After a few minutes her moaning started getting much louder. "I'm going to cum! Fuck me! FUCK ME!" she cried out. I quickly flipped her facedown while keeping my cock inside her and from above I had the leverage to really rapid-fire fuck her with my body slamming into her ass cheeks, making a loud clapping sound. She let out a scream briefly which she quickly smothered into the bed sheets as her whole body tensed up as I kept hyper-fucking her. Then about half a minute later I pulled out and started stroking as I came for the 4th time that day. Only a small amount of really thick creamy cum came out but it still felt amazing. She really had drained me that day. We lay together in bed completely spent. She asked how she compared to other girls I'd been with, and I said she was the best by far and that I hadn't had a day like that with anyone else before. She squealed with excitement and triumph. She grabbed my cock and started stroking it fast again but I stopped her. I told her I needed a little bit of a break to recharge. She slowed down dramatically to just a very nice casual pace and I found I could take that even though it was still pretty intensely pleasurable while still remaining limp in her hand. Then she told me she had something to confess in that she hadn't told me something of a legal nature. I was afraid she was going to tell me she was not the age she told me she was, but that wasn't it. Turns out she and her family were here illegally from Mexico. So that was why her parents were so happy that she was dating an American who could help her stay her legally. I told her honestly, that wasn't something I was looking to do, as I had a pretty negative view on marriage in general. Without missing a beat, she said that was quite alright and she was just happy to be having the best birthday ever. The next day we got ready to head over to Disneyland. She was was wearing another short little dress and was sitting at the edge of the bed. I grabbed the tickets and headed for the door. She asked how she looked and I just told her she looked good, trying to hurry and get to the park before it got too busy there. Then, still sitting on the bed, she spread her legs clearly showing her bare pussy. I was instantly turned on and forgot all about Disneyland. I dropped everything I slid down to the floor between her legs and started eating her pussy. She ran her fingers through my hair as I started plunging my tongue in and out of her pussy, drinking up the wetness that her pussy was starting to spill into my mouth. I quickly got my cock out of my pants. Without even any touching, it was already hard. She got up on the bed on all fours with her ass facing me at the edge of the bed. Standing there behind her I rammed my cock inside her and started fucking her again. My cock was still a bit raw from all the action the previous day but it still felt great. I'd never met someone who was seemingly so horny all the time but I was going to make the best of it. The room was much warmer and brighter today compared to the previous night. I realized this was partially because she had opened the curtains wide open and we were putting on a show for anyone who walked by. I didn't think about it too much because I was just really enjoying pounding her pussy again. After a few minutes, I pulled out of her and stroked as I shot my cum all over her. A couple globs made it all the way up on her dress and the rest spilled onto her ass. I told her she was going to have to change clothes but she said that wouldn't be a problem. I unzipped the back of her dress and stood back, pulling my pants back up. She stood up and slipped out of her dress and looked up at me with a smile showing off her naked body again. Then her gaze shifted just past me to the open window and she quickly covered her tits with her arms. "Maybe we should close that." she said, laughing a bit. I looked over my shoulder to the window and sure enough there were three guys standing at the window looking in with big smiles on their faces. When they saw me turn around they started cheering and clapping and continued doing it as I closed the curtains. "We probably put on a better show for them than anything they're going to see as Disneyland." she declared. She wasn't upset or really embarrassed at all. She just seemed to think it was funny. I grabbed her and pulled her back into the bed with me. We kissed and made out and eventually ended up fucking again.....and again....the entire day. We didn't end up going to Disneyland until Sunday. All of Saturday we spent just enjoying each other over and over. That certainly wasn't my last trip down to see her. We had many more sexual adventures that ended up being even wilder and crazier.
When I had to head back to the UK for a family wedding, I knew I was going to miss out on a lot of family fucking at home, but I promised I would go. We had one good family fuck the night before I headed off, the kids and Stef gave me a good time and made sure my balls would be empty for the trip, it was nice to see my younger sister at the airport, and the hour drive to her home was a good time to catch up on family news... When we got to her house, I took a shower and unpacked, as I walked around the bedroom, I saw Pauline, near the door, I only had a towel on and made no effort to hide, then she walked in, asking if I needed anything, I said no, but saw her eye the bump in my towel, As she left my mind went into over drive, I had always fancied Pauline as she was a good looking lady now, and a nice slim figure, with c cup boobs, so I didn't bother dressing, and walked out just in my towel, she remarked about me being slack and not getting dressed, I said I never wear clothes at home as were nudist, her eyes lit up and said you kinky lot. Without thinking I replied yes we are and very kinky too. We sat drinking and talking, her boyfriend was working away all week, so she was enjoying the company too, I showed her some pictures on my laptop of the kids and Sue, and said we all enjoyed going to the nudist club, and they sometimes bring a friend with them. Pauline asked if they got naked too, I said all the time at home or club, and showed her some pictures of us at a club dance,, we had some fancy dress night on, but one or two pictures showed us, or others naked, she seemed to like those ones most. Then half on purpose but not fully intending to, I opened a picture of Sue being fucked, by another guy, Pauline's eyes went wild, I said opps sorry you were not meant to see that one, she said that's ok, she looked like she was having fun any way, I said yes and the other guys had fun too, well that did it, Pauline nearly gagged on her drink, What other guys? I said we had 5 or 6 guys that night have fun with us both, again she looked stunned, 5 or 6? With you both? Yes I said we both have fun. Looking me straight in the eye she asked what I meant, well I was in to far now any way, I said I'm bi we both play with the guys and they play with us. Anyway they want too. That was it, she stood up, her eyes and mouth wide open, not knowing what to say, so I opened a picture of me taking a cock in my butt and showed her, at first she seemed to think it was Sue , then she saw my balls, her knees went weak, and she sat down again, Oh wow that's a bit different she said, I never thought you would do that, so I explained how over the years we had swung, then one night a guy sucked my cock and I sucked him, then we experimented with Sue doing anal, and she loved it, so I tried it too, now we both enjoy it, so now we get lots of guys together for a group fuck and we both take them on and they do anything they want to us, I said Sue has had 4 guys in her at the same time. Pauline looked stunned again, "four," how? I said two in her butt, one in her pussy and one in her mouth, and all got to fill her with cum too. By now I was out to shock her, and it was working, but I did notice her dress had a wet spot on the front now, she was turned on too. So then I opened a picture of Sue taking a fist in her pussy, Pauline gasped again, then one of her butt being fisted, NO way she said, So in for a penny in for a pound, I opened a picture of me taking a fist too that did it, she nearly fainted. I looked and said, when the guy told me the first time he was going to fist me, I said no way too, but now I love it. Pauline sat stunned, not talking, but looking as I opened more pictures, with either me or Sue in action, she just kept looking and making weird sounds. I got up to get another drink, making sure as I did my towel fell down, walking naked Pauline looked on, as I turned towards her, my half hard cock stood out proud, her eyes fixed on it, as I walked back towards her. I sat next to her, talking quietly about our parties and orgies, all the time Pauline just eyed my cock, her hand, now on her lap, near the wet spot. So I moved closer, my hard cock sticking up proud, she didn't know what to do, as my hand touched hers, I moved in and kissed her gently, she didn't respond but also didn't move away, I looked down at her wet spot, and said, "looks like someone is hot", Pauline also looked down I don't think she knew her knickers and dress were wet, and quickly put her hand over it, I said "Don't be embarrassed, that happens when one gets horny". Pauline looked at me, smiling a bit, and said, "well those pictures did look good", I replied, “more fun in the flesh than in the pictures too" She didn't know what to do, so I kissed her again, this time she respond back, kissing me hard, as I held her tight. My cock now jumps around, hit her hand, then she grabbed it, and held it firm, as we kissed more her hand moved gently up and down, wanking my cock. I'm not sure if she realised or not, but it felt good. I let her play with my cock, my hands started to work over her body, then I pulled her top off and went down sucking her nipples, she moaned in pleasure, as my hands explored her body, touching her clit, she started squirming around on the seat, and had her first orgasm. So with ease I pulled her up, slipping her dress off and went down licking her pussy, as she orgasmed again I slid a finger into her wet hole and worked her hard, her third orgasm rang out followed by two more fingers inside her. As I worked her pussy, she began to grab for my cock, so I moved up, aimed straight at her wet hole and slipped in, my cock found no resistants, going right in first time, Pauline grabbed my arm pulling me in tight as she kissed me, I held of letting her get used to my size, then pulled out, ramming back in hard and fast, building up speed she orgasmed well, her body bending to pull every inch of me into her. Then I moved, grabbed her legs and threw them over my shoulders, her pussy now ready and open for a hard fuck, got every inch, my balls slapping against her butt, as I went deep, Pauline looked straight into my eyes and smiled, kissing me deep, this told me she was enjoying being fucked. I was holding off, my balls ready to blast her full of sperm, but I wanted more, so I swung her around, her arse up, and sunk my cock balls deep back into her hole, it didn't take long, the pressure inside me built up so much I had to let go, with one hard thrust, she got my full load, ream after ream went in, as she rocked around under me in orgasmic bliss. I finished blowing my load in her, then lay with my head under her butt, licking her clit and eating out my cum, Pauline, at first tried to pull away, but I held her to me, and sucked out the remaining juices, then went up, kissing her, sharing my cum. As we lay resting, she told me that she had never been fucked like that before, as most times guys just jumped on and fucked her, not caring if she had a orgasm or not, I said well if your game to let me try other things, you will love sex, and want to try new ways more often, she nodded and said "Yes please". Well it was late and my journey had caught up with me, so cuddling her close we fell into a deep sleep, I woke before her, my morning woody between her legs, so with care I slipped it into her pussy and gently began to fuck her again, she lay still at first then moved pushing back, her body now showing signs of interest, began to shake, as she succumb to her first orgasm of the day, followed very quickly by my own orgasm. This time, I held her arm and led her into the shower, not knowing what I was doing as I made her kneel in front of me, it was then I said willing to try more kinks, with a nervous smile she said "Yes' So aiming at her boobs, I began to pee, she moved, but looked at me, I stopped and said, "you don't have too" with that Pauline, moved back and looked up, my pee once more flowed over her boobs, then carefully I moved my aim up a bit, splashing her face just a bit, then back down to her boobs to finish. I pulled her up, kissing her mouth, the taste of my pee still on her lips, and then I lay under her, and said your turn. I have never seen such a weird look as Pauline, stood over me not knowing what to do, but again I said, go on do it and see if it feels good. Pauline’s tummy began to move she was trying to force her pee out, then a few drops fell on my chest, I made a sound of approval, as Pauline looked at me, then with a more determined look, she let go, her pee raced out over me, I took some and drunk it, as her legs got wet too, my body soaked from her golden rain. As she slowed then stopped. I stood up, kissed her and told her it felt great and I hope she was ok; her kissing me back let me know all was OK. After we showered I told her we would go shopping, and get a few things, so some research on the net, I found what I wanted in a town some 30 miles away. As we walked to the shop, Pauline asked what we were buying, pushing her into the sex shop gave her no doubt, her face was flushed, as she had never been in one before, The sales lady soon made her feel at ease, as I asked for my supplies, a 10 inch vibe, a strap on, douche kit, and 18 inch double ended dildo, and a smaller 12 inch one, poppers and lube finished of the sale. Heading home Pauline asked what each was for, I told her "You will find out as I use them on you'
I had to think of the perfect scenario for the last Step Daughter. The hottest one. Out of all of my escapades, this was the one I lusted after the most. She was a mouthy, sexy, flirty thing, drop dead gorgeous, great body, and lips that looked botoxed but au natural. It was interesting my story would unfold the way it did. My wife was out of town visiting a girl friend in Detroit, and was gone for a week. My doorbell rang at about 7pm, and the step daughter was at my door with a bag. She got into a fight with the boyfriend and wanted to crash. I was annoyed because I had no interest in babysitting this 28 year old while I had the house to myself. Anyhow, it was summer, she was tanned, wearing a ridiculously short skirt, low cut top, smelled great. I let her in, and I went to my Den to continue watching a football game. She helped herself to a bottle of wine, and sat on the couch, yacking away about how much of a jerk Jerry the boyfriend was, blah blah blah. I was drinking myself, and on about my 12th beer, feeling pretty good. She was laid out on my chez lounger, and it was not until I got up to get a new beer that I realized she was already in to her second bottle of wine and hit some shots of my good tequila. I sat back down, looking over at this tanned shapely woman, on my couch, animated, slurring and fidgety. She was stroking her legs while interrupting me over the boyfriend banter. Playing with her hair, and I had to now give my attention to her and her conversation instead of my game, which was a landslide for my team anyhow. I put some music on softly and let her ramble. She knocked her empty wine glass over, and I figured it was time to move on, so I went to get myself another beer and move along to another area of the house. She got up, opened a third bottle of wine, and poured a large glass, drinking it like water. She was completely gooned. She was holding on to my shoulder in the kitchen, so she could scratch an itch, pulling her leg up in a laughing drunk acrobatic way. Her hair in my face, I could smell her perfume, and I was uncomfortable about the proximity of her on me. I put a SRV concert on in my basement den, and sat on my recline sectional, with beer on hand. I assumed at this point she would just go to bed, about 30 minutes into my concert, she comes downstairs stumbling with yet another glass of wine, and out of the whole 12 man sectional, decides she needs to sit right next to me, sharing my recline. I had the concert on loud so at least I could drown out any more whining. Looking at what I could see, I am on my sectional, not 10” next to me, now leaning on me, with her tanned cool legs literally touching mine, she had her head on my shoulder, wine in her cup holder, and she started elephant snoring in my ear. I shoved her over, what I thought was gently, and she fell over onto the next seat, while her legs still on my recliner. She was bent in a slouch, now with her skirt riding completely to her lower back, exposing a pink thong covering a fully tanned body. I was shocked at how I was now looking sat her sexually not in annoyance. I grabbed her legs to move her off of my recline, and she simply was not moving. Her legs were cool silk. Flawless and toned. I stroked her legs and had to admit, I was in an aroused state by now. I was locked in my house, no one around, and here she was three bottles of wine in, snoring and exposed in my basement. I laid her down on her back, and propped one leg on the back of the sectional, the other on the floor, leaving her completely spread eagle, exposing the very thin pink thong, covering a pierced swollen pussy. I left her this way, while I sat with the concert on, and rubbing her legs. Concerned she would awaken. I went upstairs and got into a house robe, to be more comfortable, and came down talking loud to see if I could wake her and get her out of my space. She was still snoring, still exactly as I left her. I sat back down on my spot, directly in front of her open exposed inner thighs, and I continued my leg rubbing, now more brazen, slipping my finger under the hem of her panty line, flicking her piercing, and slowly inserting a finger into her. She was wet, and sliding my finger in was with ease. Not one change in her snoring. I was shocked by this, and by my thoughts racing like meteors in my mind. I leaned myself down on the sectional with my face directly in between her spread legs, and pulled the hem of her panties to the side and began orally fucking this fox. She was flooded with sex while I drank her up, biting gently her piercing and tongue fucking her sweet wet tight pussy deeply. It was wrong, but I wanted to fuck her so bad, now that I was rock hard, and the sight too much for me to ignore. I have this perfect tight tanned body, spread eagle on my sectional, deep snoring, and no one would ever know. So, I removed her pink panties, positioned myself atop her missionary and entered this tight passed out goddess. I kissed her non responsive mouth, and began fucking her with haste as the sounds of her unresponsive snoring motivated me and gave me the security that this was going to be awesome. I held onto her legs as I fucked her hard and deep, switching from licking her neck, to kissing her fat perfect lips. I was getting close to cumming and pulled out, took a breather. Got up, grabbed another beer, and went back. I went down on her for a bit again, and took a new interest in licking her tight asshole. I stuck my tongue into her ass, and I fingered her, with quite the ease. I put her legs up on my shoulders, spit on my rock hard 7” cut cock, and rested it at her asshole, letting nature do its work. She still snored, while I sat there, and let her naturally engulf my cock into her ass. While I feft the pressure of her tightness suck me in, I lifted her silk blouse and pushed aside her bra and played with her C cup breasts. By now I was full in to her ass and did a few strokes, as she still snored, knowing this was going to be ok. I got up to an aggressive pace of fucking her tight ass, while rubbing her legs, then breasts and I was at the inevitable tingling numbness of an explosive ejaculation enroute. I slid out of her ass and blew my load all over her legs. I got a towel from the bathroom, cleaned her up, put her panties back on, and re-dressed her, leaving her on the couch, but, leaving her spread eagle. I went to bed. In the morning I heard the shower and knew she was up. I was nervous she would know something, and I went to the kitchen and got a coffee. She came down in a short housecoat, hair in a towel bun, hung over, and said thanks for letting her crash. I asked how she slept, she said very good, no signs of me being in trouble for raping her. My wife was still going to be gone for 4 more days and she let me know that she wanted to stay for a few days until her boyfriend stuff got sorted. She asked if her friend Jessica could come over tonight and have some drinks and a hot tub, and I said that was ok as long as she did not expect me to be scarce in my own house. She said they would do what I would do, no issue. Jessica was her black friend, a real sexy one, part time model for a local clothier. My brain went to some immediate curiosities how tonight may unfold. Stay tuned……………
There’s a little bit of me that wonders how far things can go. Mostly though I walk around fully anticipating that anything can happen. Seriously, the current situation is proof that you never really know what goes on behind closed doors. I don’t remember when exactly it started. The day I mean. But I remember every moment like it was yesterday. A bunch of us gathered at a local club to hang out, just be together. It was all the usual suspects, the group, well, actually, my group. We hung out, chatted, took pictures as always and then headed to the club. It was not at all uncommon for Will and I to invite friends back, particularly mine, everyone knew that as much as we might sound like we’re joking the fact of the matter was that Will and I were “open” to say the least. So we joke, have a few drinks and then, it’s time to go home. Will’s only had one or two beer so we’re driving anyone that needs a lift. We packed MJ and the others into the car and began making the rounds. One final invitation for MJ before we get to her street and I think that to this day I have not fully recovered from her response. “Okay.” she said. I’m surprised Will didn’t drive off the road and I’m fairly certain that my panties were soaked right then and there. “What?” we both said at the same time. “Okay, I’ll come back to your house with you.” I turned and looked at MJ and she was smiling half nervously but there was this look of wonder as well. I reached for Will and he was already hard. I reached back to touch MJ and began stroking her leg. Each touch of her even through the heavy cloth of her jeans made me tingle inside and I could not wait to stroke her bare skin. The conversation during the drive was strained, we didn’t want her to feel coerced, we had to be sure this was her idea and that she didn’t feel pressured by our constant advances. This was my best girlfriend and we also needed to be sure the friendship wasn’t going to be awkward. I kept telling MJ that if she changed her mind it was okay (all the while I’m secretly chanting...please, please, please don’t change your mind). Back at the house we perform a few standard rituals. Pick the right music, pour a few glasses of wine and roll a joint. First we’re just talking, all kinda just lazing around. The occasional stroke of a finger against a leg, foot, arm. I can tell MJ’s a bit nervous.( My beautiful best friend on the verge of being our playmate, I might have been a little nervous myself). I sat behind her and started rubbing her shoulders and neck. Every once in a while I’d let my finger stretch toward the nape of her neck or just at the top of a breast. Each stroke ever so slightly more daring and then I would back off. She began arching her back so that I would have better access to her. I slid off her shirt and began rubbing bare flesh more freely. I let my hand slide under her bra barely grazing her nipples as they appeared to be reaching out to my fingertips. Lowering my lips to her ear I whispered encouragement as she began to relax to my touch. Once she seemed to be comfortable I began to encourage Will to participate. He began rubbing her cunt through her jeans and letting his hands trail up to her breasts. After a few moments I starting taking some of my own clothes off and then I moved to the front. Right between MJ’s thighs. Will and I both helped her get out of her jeans and I began exploring her beautiful cunt with my fingers, teasing just on the edge of her pussy. Letting a finger slide between the folds of her labia just barely enough pressure to detect (MJ detected it and pushed her body down closer I could tell she wanted me to push my fingers into her.). I leaned forward and let the tip of my tongue linger over the outer edges of her snatch. She smelled so good and already I could detect a glistening on the inner folds. After several moments of teasing and exploring I pushed my face full onto her cunt and began licking and sucking and nibbling her labia and clit. I let my tongue enter her where my fingers had first been and the amount of liquid coming from her began oozing around the side of my mouth. I could feel her wetness on my chin and even on my own chest. I tried to take my time but quickly realized there was no need. MJ just kept cumming and cumming. If I licked her liquid spilled into my mouth, if I used my fingers she splashed liquid all over the floor and anything or body in the way. By this time Will is completely undressed and stroking his lovely cock. Watching him handle himself puts me over the edge sometimes. I couldn’t wait to let MJ see what I had been bragging to her about for months. Then I watch as he moves his cock within her reach. MJ looks hungry. She can’t wait to have a taste of Will. She reaches out her hand and begins stroking him I push my face deeper into her pussy I can see her and hear the slurps of her mouth on his massive prick. I’m so completely horned out by her lips on his cock that I move up where I can watch a bit. I replace my tongue with my fingers so as not to leave MJ unattended and I move where I can assist her by sucking Will’s balls while she sucks his cockhead. MJ began letting her hands roam over my body. Touching my chest, lingering on my nipples. I moved back between her legs and began sucking her cunt hard, pushing my face and tongue as deep into her as I could and then it happened. She squirted, all over my face and when she did I felt the flood in my pants and decided it was time to take them off. Will got behind me and as I sucked and licked MJ feeling her squirt on me, hearing her moan and groan, he began fucking me from behind. His massive cock felt little resistance as my own cunt was juiced from cumming while I got MJ off. I tend to cum a lot. I have rarely reached a point of, “Okay, I’m done, don’t touch me anymore”. I know most people get there and I actually know some women that only play with their vibrator long enough to cum once. I don’t get that. I rarely cum fewer than three or four times and most times I would have to say 8 or 10 times per session. Will fucked me hard and deep, just the way I like and all the while MJ’s cumming on my face or my hand. After several O’s I decided MJ should know how good it feels to have a big hard rod pushed into her. I invite Will to switch positions and began fingering MJ’s clit as he pushed his cock deep inside her. MJ’s considerably smaller than me and I expect much tighter (some of her holes at least) Within seconds though Will was driving his cock deep within her. I could see his cock head disappear over and over again and began using my hand to bring myself to another O. Will noticed and reached for me. I shimmied closer so he could use his hand on me while he was thrusting into MJ. I reached for her breasts with my free hand and began rubbing and pinching her nipples. MJ began writhing and moaning and actually may have even let out a few screams of pleasure as Will’s great cock tore deep into her belly. I moved behind Will and began licking his balls as my fingers took turns playing with her cunt hole and his shaft. I began stroking his cock in rhythm as he moved in and out of her and wrapped my fingers in such a way that as he pushed deeper into her my fingers pressed against her clit. MJ ejaculated over, and over and over, each time spilling great streams of liquid onto Will’s cock, my hand, Will’s balls and even my face. I have no idea how many times I came just during that portion of the evening. Will had me lie next to MJ and began taking turns fucking me, using his fingers on MJ, fucking MJ, using his fingers on me and then when he was about to cum he pulled out and sprayed his cum on both of us. I licked Will’s cum off MJ and she rubbed his Cum into my chest and belly. After we all came Will moved off the floor onto the couch but MJ and I stayed laying side by side on the floor. Within barely a minute or two we began touching each other again and before I knew it I was face down between her lovely thighs again. Licking, sucking, exploring her, teasing her. Will and I have a few toys handy and I feel the edge of his riding crop tracing across my body as I begin finger fucking MJ. Three fingers adding one at a time. Pushing into her, pulling out and lingering just at the edge of her pussy till I could feel her pushing her cunt down so as to welcome my fingers. I continued with my fingers but knelt up so my ass was exposed. In a better position now I began sucking the small hard clit rolling my tongue gently around it and alternately sucking hard all the while pushing my fingers inside and feeling her liquids ooze, then gush all over my hand. Will began spanking me and fingering me from behind. Will was brutal with his hands, spanking me hard, then shoving his fingers forcefully into me. I began humping his hand riding it as hard and as fast as he was shoving his fingers in me I was pushing my cunt onto his hand. His other hand was reached around me in such a way that he could fondle MJ’s nipples. I began burring my face in MJ again and soon I found that Will replaced his fingers with his cock. This time my cunt is well used, from his earlier rough fucking and his recent brutal finger fuck. My labia may have even been a little swollen (either that or Will was Harder and Thicker than any night before or since). I felt his cock head deep inside me and could feel his balls slapping at the base of my cunt as he thrust into me. I came again and again and Will just kept fucking me. MJ moved below me and Will now had access to us both again. MJ and I were face to face. After several moments of wondering whether or not MJ would mind I finally just moved my face close to hers and began kissing her. Long wet kisses, I let my tongue slide around inside her mouth and let my hands reach down and rub her clit again as Will fucked her. MJ moved her head down on my chest and took my nipple between her teeth, teasing at first, then nibbling and then sucking my tit, long hard sucks and while sucking she reached her free hand to my hair and began tugging. I came again and when I did I sat up and moved Will to the couch. I needed his cock in my mouth. (Fact: I love fucking Will. Fact: I love sucking Will’s cock even more) I knelt in front of him and began riding his cock with my mouth. MJ moved closer and stroked both Will and I while I sucked him. I bent my head down and began sucking his balls so she could have her turn sucking again. Will could reach us both and was pinching nipples and spanking both of us the whole while. After some wonderful cock sucking and a good spanking I invited MJ to climb on Will’s Dick and give it a ride. I got her to face forward and sit on him. I helped guide his cock to her pussy and as MJ began riding I began running my tongue up and down her slit, down to the base of his cock. Alternating between sucking on his balls, tonguing her slit hard and fighting the temptation to lick his ass. MJ came and came the couch was full of her liquid, my face and Will’s whole body practically were covered in Essence of MJ. When MJ appeared to be tiring I moved her off Will’s cock and she lay sprawled over us on the couch. Will’s cock was hard and full of MJ’s juices I couldn’t help but take him into my mouth and suck him with all I had left. Will’s hand found MJ’s cunt and he fingered her again while I rode my mouth up and down his thick shaft. Sucking hard, moving my tongue around. When I felt his balls constrict I knew there would be thick cum soon, I moved my mouth barely out of reach so his cum could land on my face. He began squirting I felt his cum hit my forehead, my cheek, my lips, my eyes and even some in my hair as his hot spurts landed on me I felt my cunt contracting in yet another O. Afterwards, we all lazed around and chatted some more, finished our wine and then it was time to go home. Who knew my best friend is as freaky as me. There’s been a few times since, not as many lately but each one has been an exhilarating experience. I am most constantly in a sate just thinking about it...in fact it’s time to go finish myself off now so this continuing story will have to continue later.
Now, that their fuck was over, Van's mind returned to Red, the young boy his daughter would be seeing that evening. He was really concerned about her. For this was the first time Loni had dated any boy more than a couple of times, and it was clear that Loni was rapidly falling in love with this red-haired youth. What concerned Van so much was his fatherly instinct that the teenaged boy was simply not right for his daughter. Van had nothing against Red personally. But he was so young and immature. And if there was one thing Van had learned about his little girl over the years, it was just how important good, skillful sex was to her. And something about Red told Van that this young boy just couldn't cut it in the bedroom… not good enough for Van's highly sexed and sexually experienced daughter, anyway. "Baby, does Red know that you're no virgin?" Van asked, now, still stroking Loni's tits. "Yeah, I've told him, Daddy," Loni said, shifting uneasily in her father's embrace. She didn't like his question. It always made her nervous when her father tried to talk to her about Red. "And he doesn't mind?" Van asked. "No, not anymore. At first, he was surprised and a little put off, I suppose. But now he says these are modern times, and it's fine with him," Loni said. "What about his own sexual history? How much fucking experience does he have?" Van asked. "I don't know. He's never told me," Loni said with a shrug. "Daddy, what's this all about? All these questions…" "Just bear with me, baby. Does Red know that you I are lovers?" Van asked. "No! Are you kidding? I couldn't expect him to accept that! He just knows that I've had a lot of sexual experience… that's all," Loni said, an edge to her voice now. "Okay, baby, I just have one more question for you," Van said, squeezing her tit-flesh. "What's that?" Loni asked warily. "Has Red fucked you yet?" "No, but that's okay," Loni said. "Why is it okay? You two care a lot about each other, don't you?" Van insisted. "Yes, we love each other, Daddy!" Loni cried fervently. "That's what I thought," Van said with a heavy sigh. He had almost said that was what he was afraid of. "Well, what's the big deal anyway? After all, I've never fucked with any of the other boys I've dated and you never questioned me about that! You're the only lover I've ever had, Daddy, and up until now you haven't seemed to mind that one bit!" Loni cried. "Honey, honey, try to understand me," Van said, thinking that this might be the most important conversation he ever had with his dear daughter. "Of course, I've never questioned you like this before because you've never been serious about a boy before Red. But my God, if you two love each other, and you've been seeing each other all this time, don't you think it's only normal that you would make love? What's holding you back?" "Not me!" Loni cried, tears filling her eyes now as she dropped her defenses and looked up at her daddy with a soulful expression. "I want to fuck with Red! I keep asking him about it! Butte keeps putting me off! He said he's old-fashioned and that we should wait until we get married to fuck!" "Oh, Loni, this is even more of a problem than I'd thought. You two are actually talking marriage?" Van asked with an ominous feeling of doom. "Yes, Daddy, he's asked me to marry him and I said yes!" Loni said, her face beaming with happiness. "Oh, Loni, I'm so worried about you. I want you to be happy, but I don't want to see you marry this boy. He can't make you happy, I just know it. And if he won't even fuck you until after you're married… oh, Loni, something is very wrong here," Van said with a frown of concern for his little girl whom he loved more than anything or anyone in the entire world. "You're just jealous!" Loni cried, angry with her father for trying to spoil her happiness. "Now, Loni, you have to know that that isn't true," Van said calmly. Loni looked away from her daddy's penetrating gaze. He was right. She knew he was never jealous. He had always told her that he wanted to see her happily married. She knew deep down that he was only saying these things because he honestly believed Red was all wrong for her. But he's wrong about that, she told herself desperately now, he has to be! "Honey, I can't stop you from marrying him," Van said softly tilting his daughter's face up with one finger to look into her tear-filled eyes. "If he's what you really want, I wouldn't even want to try to stop you. That would place our relationship in risk, and God knows, I wouldn't want that! I always want you and me to be close, even after you marry and even if that means we can't fuck each other anymore. But please, Loni, don't do anything impulsive. Think over everything I've said to you. And, for God's sake, at least don't get married until you have sex together! You've got to find out if you're sexually compatible! That's a must, Loni, especially for a healthy, sexy little girl like you. But, Jesus, honey, you're so young. And so is he! You're both only in your senior year of high school. Wait awhile, honey, please," the mart said passionately as he gathered his daughter in his arms and rocked her to and fro as if she were still a little baby who needed his protection. Two months later, against her father's advice, Loni married Red and the two youngsters moved into a small apartment which Red's parents owned. "Your mom and dad are so nice to let us live here rent-free, Red," Loni said softly, snuggling up to her new husband on their wedding night. "Yeah… well, they usually wouldn't like the idea of my getting married so young, but they like you a lot! They both said you'll be good for me." Red said, kissing his bride gently on her forehead. Loni sighed, wishing her father was as accepting of her marriage. Lois, Loni's mother, seemed indifferent about it, but then she had always seemed that way about anything and everything in her life. The mother and daughter had never been close, so Loni didn't care that much about whether her mother approved of the teenager's marriage or not. But her daddy was a different matter. She felt closer to him than to anyone else in the world, and that included her new husband. And Loni only wished he would come around and be happy for her. He had kept her word about not trying to stop her marriage, and he was generously helping the couple out with money, but she could feel his disapproval. I guess I'll just have to prove him wrong, Loni thought, cuddling up closer to Red. I'll have to show him that Red is the right man for me! "I'm feeling really horny, Red. Don't you think it's time that we got it on?" Loni asked with a kiss. "Yeah, baby, I've been waiting a long time to make it with you," Red said, but Loni could hear the nervous tremor in his voice. Loni smiled, looking forward to long moments of foreplay. She and her daddy always spent a lot of time touching and licking and sucking each other, making each other good and hot before fucking. Except for those times when the young girl was already so horny she couldn't bear to wait. Then she told her daddy to just go ahead and fuck her with no foreplay. But this was her first time with her new husband, and she was sure that he would want to spend a lot of time getting her ready for their very first fuck. But Loni was wrong. With a grunt, Red mounted his wife and, with no preamble he shoved his entire cock up her dry pussy. "Yeeoowwww! Ohhhh, God, that hurts!" she cried. "It shouldn't be hurting you! You're no virgin, Loni," Red said, pulling his cock out and shoving it back into the girl's aching pussy again. "Good God, Red! You're tearing my pussy apart!" she cried. "Don't talk dirty!" Red groaned as he continued to fuck his bride. Dirty? Loni thought, feeling like laughing. He should hear the exciting way she and her daddy always talked to each other while they fucked. It was downright obscene! The young boy groaned and grabbed both of Loni's soft asscheeks in his hands as he continued to fuck her with hard, fast strokes. Loni gasped with pain and frustration, wishing her husband would slow down and give her a chance to catch up with him. He was fucking her so fast that she knew he would have to come soon, and she wasn't even turned-on yet! But she loved her new husband, and if she couldn't enjoy their very first fuck, at least she could try to make it good for him. And, with that generous thought in mind, Loni tightened her cuntmuscles around Red's prick. "Jesus, what'd you do? That felt great!" Red yelled. Loni looked up at her husband in amazement. She was beginning to suspect that the boy was a virgin. That would certainly explain his lack of sexual prowess. She felt let down, disappointed. She had always thought of Red as being so sexy, and she knew that he loved her a great deal. So she had been sure that they would have a terrific sex life together. But now, she remembered her father's warning and she sighed, wondering what she had let herself in for in marrying this young, unskilled boy. "Do that thing again, honey! That thing you did to my cock!" Red demanded. "Now who's talking dirty?" Loni asked dryly as, once again, she tightened her cuntmuscles around the side of the boy's cock. His prick was huge and it filled the girl's entire pussyhole. She knew that such a meaty tool could give her unlimited sexual pleasure if he only knew how to use it. Well, he doesn't know how to use it, Loni thought sadly. So it's up tome. Maybe my own sexual skill and experience can make all the difference. Maybe I can make it good for myself! At that point, the young girl began to lift her little ass up from the bed and hump her pussy up against Red's cock, hoping to turn herself on in a way that he couldn't. Red panted hard with excitement as his wife began to respond to his unschooled fucking movements. And he groaned continually as he felt her clenching and unclenching her pussymuscles around his bursting cock. As Loni continued to shove her cunt up to meet her husband's down-thrusting prick, she began to feel herself turning on just a bit. The longer they fucked, and the more that Loni fucked back at the young boy, the hotter her pussy got. Soon it was drooling with her aroused juices, and for the first time, she was really beginning to enjoy fucking with her husband. Hey, this ain't so bad after all, she thought, with a grin up at the boy she loved so much. "Fuck meeeee!" she cried, really getting into the mood now. "Please, darling, I hate to hear such filth coming from your sweet little mouth." His remark was like a bucket of ice water on Loni's emotions. She turned off at once, again thinking about her father and how he had been right after all when he had warned her that Red would not be able to satisfy her sexually. She lay there passively for a few moments while Red continued to thrust his cock in and out of her pussy, seemingly unaware that anything was wrong. But then as Loni felt his big prick moving in and out of her little pussy, she began to turn on again in spite of herself. And again she began to hump her crotch up against Red's, thrilling to the lewdly exciting sensation of his long fat cock fully impaling her, filling every nook and cranny of her cunt with its hard hot fuckmeat. "Unnhhh, that's good," she sighed, afraid to say any of the other sexy things she was thinking, afraid that her husband would brand them as "dirty". Red reached out and gripped his wife's tit, one in each hand, squeezing the mounds hard, and making Loni, moan with ecstasy. Each time he fucked into her, she raised her ass, thrusting her hips forward and swinging them in slow, sensuous circles. Her slippery little cunt sucked at his cock and he threw his head back and groaned loudly, his face flushed a dark red now. He pistoned his prick faster and harder and deeper into his wife's pussy. Her cunt felt as if it were on fire as it sucked at his prick, milking it for its load of creamy cum. Loni tossed her ass about in a feverish fucklust. Red grinned, sure that he was giving his bride the best fuck of her life. He held her firm asscheeks again, using them for leverage as he lunged forward as hard as he could. Then he pulled his cock almost all the way put and plunged it into her deeply again. Each time he thrust into her, Loni felt his hard prick rubbing against her cuntwalls, making her tremble with desire in spite of his clumsy style of lovemaking. She shoved her crotch up hard to meet his prick. She ground her pussy obscenely against the base of his cock, moaning with arousal. She knew that he would be coming soon, and she only hoped that she would come with him. She longed to come. Her entire body was crying out for the release that only an orgasm could give her. And she was sure that if they could come together during this very first fuck, she would feel much better about her husband and their chance to be happy together. Their coming together would serve as sort of a good amen at the start of their married life together. "Kiss me, honey, please," she moaned, raising her face. Red lowered his head and planted a wet, sloppy kiss on his wife's mouth. Then he raised his head and once more lost himself in his hard fucking movements. "Gee, thanks," Loni said sarcastically, hoping that Red would ask her what was wrong. But he seemed oblivious of her words or their tone. All he seemed aware of was fucking her hard until he came. He was totally self-obsessed, not knowing enough to be concerned about her pleasure or the lack of it. Sven though Red had never fucked anyone before, he was sure that his new wife was impressed with his technique. He mistakenly thought that the harder and faster a fuck was, the better it was. And he was fucking her hard and fast, that was for sure. The young boy was feeding so hot now that he knew he would come any second. It would feel so good to shoot his entire load of jism right up his beautiful wife's sexy little pussy. He groaned, thinking about it. Up until now, he had shot his load only into his own hands, or into a handkerchief. Now, at last, he would know the thrill of dumping his spunk into a tight pussy. And he was sure that that was all that Loni needed, too, to feel completely satisfied sexually. While Red and Loni had been dating all those months, the young girl had often begged him to fuck her. But he had always turned her down, saying that he was old-fashioned enough to believe that sex belonged in marriage. But that had not been entirely true. The main reason that Red had refused to fuck the beautiful girl in spite of his lust for her was because he was afraid he would not be able to fuck her well enough to satisfy her. And if he could not sexually satisfy her, he was afraid he would lose her. He could not risk that. For, he loved the young girl more than he had ever loved anyone in his entire life. And he wanted her bound to him in marriage before letting her see just how inexperienced he was sexually. But now, as he continued to thrust his cock in and out of her pussy with hard, deep strokes, he told himself that he had been worrying needlessly, that he was fucking Loni just fine. Loni's cunt poured out rivers of pussyjuice which streamed over the length of her husband's cock. She swung her hips furiously, trying to capture every inch of his prick to the hilt. She was bruising her pussyflesh brutally as she savagely fucked her cunt on Red's prick, straining for the orgasm she needed so desperately. She felt as if she were right on the brink of a powerful orgasm, but she just needed a few more minutes, a little more fucking, to make her come. "Ohhhhh, it's soooo good," she sighed. She wriggled her tight cunt on her husband's pumping prick. She wanted to beg him to make her come, but she was afraid that he would scold her for talking "dirty" and, even worse, she was afraid that he would not know how to make her come. She squirmed her hot cunt on the boy's stroking cock. She was at a peak of a sexual fever now, and her naked ass bounced wantonly in Red's clutching hands. "This is it, baby! Enjoy!" Red cried suddenly as his hot cum spattered thickly into Loni's cunt. "Ohhhh, Red!" Loni squealed excitedly, enjoying the feel of his cum gushing into her, and sure that now she would come, too. All she needed were a few more hard cock-thrusts and she would have her own much-needed climax. But it was not to be. For the instant that Red finished coming, he pulled his wet prick out of Loni's cunt and collapsed on top of her with a satisfied sigh. "Now… wasn't that the greatest, honey?" he asked. "Yeah, sure, the greatest," Loni lied and long after her husband lay sleeping next to her, the young girl feverishly finger-fucked her pussy, giving herself the orgasm that Red could not. Oh, Daddy, I need you so much! she thought to herself, tears filling her eyes as she finally came. For long months, life went on in this way for Loni. Red seemed to think that fucking should occur only at night, in bed, and Loni was just as glad. For more and more she was coming to dread those unsatisfying sessions when the young boy would simply fuck her hard and fast until he came, leaving her high and dry each time. The only orgasms Loni had had since she had gotten married were those she had given to herself with her own hand. She was becoming more and more frustrated, and she was alarmed to notice that her unhappiness with their sex life was spilling over into all other areas of their life together as well. While the young couple had gotten along quite well at first, now Loni had turned shrewish and snappish, and Red had begun to snap right back at her, without realizing what was really bothering his young wife. These days found Loni as concerned about her marriage itself as she was about her unhappy sex life. For she could feel herself drifting farther and farther away from Red, and it frightened her. She still loved her husband very much, and could not bear the thought of losing him. Although Loni frequently visited her mother and father, with Red often accompanying her, the young girl always made it a point to wear a mask of false happiness so her parents would not guess just how miserable their daughter really was. But now and then, as Loni saw her fathers penetrating glances, she had the disquieting idea that he knew. That somehow he could see inside her in a way no one else could, and that he was fully aware of just how right he had been when he had tried to warn Loni against marrying Red. One day, after an especially frustrating fuck session with Red the night before, Loni lay sprawled nakedly in bed, idly fingering her little pussy to orgasm after orgasm. She was so unhappy these days, and she had thought about divorce more than once. The only pleasure in her life these days came from the orgasms she gave herself, but even those paled when compared to the kind of loving and fucking she needed from a man. Just as she was about to come again, there was a knock on the front door. "Shit! Great timing!" Loni said sourly. And, sure that it was her husband coming back for something he had forgotten as he often did, she didn't bother to throw her robe on. She opened the front door, her naked body fully exposed and kept her eyes downcast, not wanting to see the disapproval she always saw in her husband's eyes whenever she was naked and it was not nighttime and she was not in bed. "What did you forget this time, bozo?" she asked as she stood there nakedly in the open doorway. "And couldn't you have used your key?" "Hello, darling," came her father's familiar voice. "Daddy!" she squealed, shocked to see her father standing there. In all the months since her marriage, he had visited her only when invited, usually for dinner, and then always with her mother. This was the first time Loni had been alone with her father since her marriage, and her naked body trembled with desire as her eyes swept over his handsome, muscular frame. "Yes, baby, it's your daddy," Van said, holding his arms open wide. "Oh, Daddy, I'm so happy to see you!" Loni said, her defenses crumbling as she rushed into his arms. Father and daughter embraced for long moments, holding onto each other tightly as Loni sobbed, finally venting all of her frustration and unhappiness. "What is it, baby?" Van asked gently as his daughter's sobs finally stopped. "Oh, Daddy, I'm so miserable!" "I figured that much… each time I see you, you seem more unhappy. I swear, I fed like killing Red for making you feel this way," Van spat out angrily… He waited for his daughter to spring to her husband's defense, and when she didn't, he knew once and for all that he had been right about the young boy. "It is his fault, isn't it?" he asked, closing the door and leading his little girl into the bedroom. "Y-yes, it is, Daddy! You were so right about him! I only wish I had listened to you! He's just no damn good in bed!" Loni said, fresh tears springing to her eyes. "Oh, baby, I'm so sorry. This is one time when I wanted very much to be wrong. I only wanted you to be happy." Loni and Van sank down on the edge of the bed and embraced once again. "I know, Daddy, I know," she sighed. "Just how bad are things between the two of you?" Van asked, tenderly stroking his daughter's face. "Real bad! We hardly even talk to each other anymore! And when we do, we always end up fighting! It's terrible, Daddy! But no matter how bad things are between us, Red still fucks me every night and when he's finished, I'm not! And then I'm angrier than ever at him and things just get all the worse between us and oh, Daddy, I've even been thinking about getting a divorce!" "Whew! That bad, huh?" Van said thoughtfully. For a few minutes, the father and daughter sat there silently, locked in an embrace that Loni had missed during all these long and lonely months. Then Van kissed her lightly on the top of her head and smiled slightly. "Tell me, honey, if you were being satisfied sexually, do you think you would stop thinking about divorce?" Van asked. "Well, sure, Daddy, that would make all the difference in the world! After all, sex is really our only problem but it's a big one!" she said with a frown, looking up into her daddy's eyes. "I know, honey. Well, listen, I've been missing you like crazy since you got married. I've been missing all those hot fucks we used to have…" "Oh, me, too, Daddy! You have no idea!" Loni cried with a heavy sigh. "… so I was thinking. Why don't you let me take care of you sexually? Red doesn't have to know about it. That way, you'll be happy again, and maybe you can stay married to your husband, honey. What do you think?" Van asked, his cock already growing hard as he thought about driving it into his little girl's hot, tight cunt. "Oh, yes, Daddy, that's a super idea!" the teenager squealed, eagerly clapping her hands together. "It may not take care of your problem, however. I mean, eventually you're going to have to confront your husband about his problem if you want to stay married to him. But, for now, it might be a way to take care of things and it would be so great to fuck you again, baby," Van said huskily. "Oh, yeah, Daddy, fuck me! I just have to feel your big cock in my pussy again! It would be so great!" Loni cried, her little pussy beginning to throb and drool now ma way it never did in response to Red's clumsy attempts to arouse her. Van stood up by the side of the bed and, while smiling lovingly down at his little girl, he undressed. He enjoyed the way Loni's widened eyes seemed to caress his naked flesh, finally lingering on his big hard-on. "Ohhh, Daddy, you're hard already!" she squealed, knowing she didn't have to worry about her daddy screwing her until he came, and leaving her needing an orgasm she would never have. Van shook his head at his daughter's beauty as she lay back on the bed. Here she was, a young married woman, turning to her father for the sexual pleasure her own husband could not give her. He felt a surge of pride in knowing that he was the only one who could give her what she needed. Loni smiled up at her father, spreading her legs for the only cock in the world that could satisfy her now. "Come on, Daddy, don't make me wait!" she begged as she scooped up her small tits in both hands and held them up to him like some sort of sexual offering. Van groaned and sank down on the bed next to his little girl, covering one of her tits with his greedily sucking mouth, licking her pink, stiff nip with his tongue, grazing it with the edges of his teeth. "Ohhhh, yessss, Daddy," Loni moaned, already turning on powerfully. As he sucked and licked her tits, he rammed two fingers into her hot pussy. "Ohhh, fingerfuck me, Daddy, that feels soooo good!" the girl yelled, bucking her hips up toward her daddy's fucking fingers. At the same time, she ran her hands over his bursting cock and balls, thrilling to the enormous size of his cock. It had been so long since this gorgeous prick had been inside her, and she could hardly wait to experience that thrill again. Van continued to fingerfuck his sexy little girl, feeling her hot juices pouting out over his hand as she stroked his aching prick. Loni groaned with desire and clasped her father's fingers with her strong cuntmuscles. Then she released her hold, allowing him to slip his fingers from her cunthole. Then he rammed them back into her and she clenched her pussymuscles around them. Over and over, Van fingerfucked Loni while she squeezed and stroked his big, hard cock. Just seconds later, Loni felt the beginnings of a huge orgasm and she bucked her hips up violently against her daddy's fucking hand. "Ohhh, Daddy, I'm commmiiinnnggg!" she screamed, throwing her head back in ecstasy as a gigantic climax thundered through her pussy, making her entire body vibrate with pleasure and incestuous passion. As she came, Loni's hand pumped faster on her father's prick until he pulled it out of her grasp. He didn't want to come until he was deeply buried inside his daughter's pussy. As Loni writhed and twisted on the bed, still in the throes of her orgasm, her father continued to fingerfuck her furiously while he sucked hard on her tits, moving his head from one to the other and back again, tonguing and licking the hard nips, now flushed from her climax. "Ohhh, God, Daddy, I'm still commmmmiiiiinnnnnggggg!" she screamed. As she came, Loni thought how strange it was that her daddy's fingers were able to give her a much more thrilling orgasm than her own hand was able to give her. Suddenly, Van removed his fingers from her pussy and took his mouth from her tits. Then, he settled his face between her creamy thighs and nuzzled her wet pussy. "Ohhh, yessss," the teenager wailed as she felt her daddy's hot breath on her puffy cuntlips. "Eat meeeee! Eat my pussy!" Van moaned and licked the full length of the girl's cuntlips before he spread them wide and stabbed his tongue inside. As the horny teen groaned in passion, still spasming with orgasm, Van reached underneath her and grasped her firm asscheeks, shoving her cunt up toward his hungry mouth. He expertly found her little clit at once and he sucked it hard as it jerked in orgasm. "Ohhh, holy shit, Daddy! Eat my pussy!" Loni cried. Van flicked his tongue hard and fast against his daughter's twitching clit as her fuckjuices poured from her cunt-hole and ran wetly into his mouth. He swallowed them thirstily, loving the taste of her tangy juice. It had been so long since he had eaten his little girl's pussy. And Van had thought that he might never get a taste of her pussyjuice again. But now here he was with his face buried in her crotch, drinking down every delicious drop of her tangy cunt sauce, and he couldn't have been happier. And what was even better was, the man's knowledge that he was making her happy, as well. "Ohhhh, God, God, God!" Loni groaned. She squirmed and twisted from side to side, her little tits bouncing around on her chest as she came again and again. She had been afraid that she would never feel her daddy's mouth on her cunt again, and she was thrilled that he was sucking her to orgasm after orgasm. It felt so damn good. He was such an expert lover. He knew just how to drive her mad with lust for him, and she knew that he would be just as skilled in using his huge cock once he started fucking her. She raised her legs up high in the air and wrapped them around the back of his neck, holding him there as he sucked her juices out of her pussy as rapidly as she could give them to him. Loni arched her body sharply and her ass flew up off the bed as her daddy lapped at her pussy, making wet, slurping sounds that filled the room, charging the sexual atmosphere even more intensely. Finally, the twitching movement of her clit began to subside, and Van knew that her orgasms were ending. He took his juice-soaked mouth from her pussy and looked at her flushed and smiling face. This was the happiest he had seen the girl since she had gotten married. "Ohhh, fuck me now, Daddy, I'm ready!" she cried, feeling intoxicated with lust and pleasure. If only Red knew how to get her this hot and wet before fucking her… Without missing a beat, Van grabbed hold of his throbbing cock and guided it to the entrance of his daughter's gorgeous, pulsating pussy. "Yesssss, Daddy, yesss, fuck me, fuck me good and hard, just the way you always used to! Pleeease hurry, Daddy, I can't wait!" she whimpered, tossing her head from side to side in a frenzy of longing for her father's huge prick. "Don't worry, baby, I've been so horny for your little cunt… I can't wait to fuck you either! I'll give you just the kind of hard fucking you like the best!" he groaned. Loni gasped with excitement at her daddy's words. She hadn't heard such dirty talk since she got married, and now she realized just how much she had missed it. She reached down and put her small, soft hands on her father's broad, strong shoulders to stop him for a minute. "What is it, baby?" Van asked with a grin. "Let me… Daddy, let me do it… let me put your cock inside my pussy," she said breathlessly. "You got it, baby, go for it," Van said, thrilled by his little girl's suggestion. Loni moved her hands down to her daddy's hairy crotch and grasped the root of his big cock. "Ohhh, baby, do it, put daddy's cock in your pussy," Van said with a moan. Making little mewling sounds between her parted lips, Loni eagerly slid her father's hard prick between her gaping pussylips, shoving it farther and farther inside her. Van pushed forward gently with his hips, helping his daughter to fully impale her pussy on his long, thick fuckrod. "There's just a little bit left to go. You do it now, Daddy. I want to feel you fucking it all the way inside me!" she cried, tears of lust springing to her eyes. Van grinned. He liked his daughter's style. He leaned back as far as possible without dislodging his cock. Then, with one mighty shove, he thrust the entire length of his prick into her to the hilt, not stopping until his prick hairs were grinding against her pussyfur and his balls were against her ass-crack. "Wheeeee!" Loni screamed loudly as she felt the exquisite, mind blowing pleasure that had been denied her for too long. Her pussy was completely stuffed with her daddy's hard cockmeat. It pushed hard against the side of her cunt, stretching her pussywalls to the breaking point. Bolts of fiery ecstasy tore through her. At last! she thought excitedly. At long last she had what her marriage had not been able to give her… a skillfully fucking cock filling her pussy. "You like this?" Van asked with a grin. "Mmm, yeah, Daddy, you're the best! This is what I've been needing all these months! Fuck me hard now, Daddy!" she sobbed. Van reared back and let all but the tip of his cock slip out of Loni's cunt. Then he lunged into her again. "Yesssss!" she screeched as she felt the head of her father's prick bouncing off the back of her cunt. She sucked in her breath sharply. She wanted this wonderful, satisfying fuck session with her daddy to go on forever, but she needed to come again, too. And she needed to feel her dear daddy's cum filling up her pussy. It had been so long since she had known that joy. Again, Van pulled his cock almost all the way out of his little girl's pussy and then plunged it into her again. Over and over again, he repeated his cock-thrusting movements. Time and time again, he reamed out her pussy with slow, steady strokes. Actually, the titan's fucking thrusts were not so different from Red's. But there were other vast differences in their fucking styles. For one thing, unlike Red, Van had seduced his daughter instead of just shoving his cock into her with no foreplay. He had kissed her, petted her, fingerfucked her, and then eaten her out, all before beginning to fuck her. And for, another thing, while he fucked her, he talked to her and kissed her and played with her tits. When Red fucked Loni, he felt as if it were an act he were doing completely alone, and that all he needed from her was her pussy. But it was not that way with her daddy who needed, her kisses and her loving "dirty" words. "Ohhh, yessss, Daddy, you're fucking me sooo good! Keep it up, Daddy! Don't stop fucking me! Fuck my little pussy with that great big cock of yours! Fuck meeeeeee," she wailed, half out of her young mind with lust for her daddy's massive prick and for the expert way he fucked her with it. She raised her legs in the air again and slammed her crotch up against her daddy's as he drove his prick into her buttery hot cunt, over and over again. Thrilled beyond belief, Loni grabbed hold of her father's upper arms and shoulders, trying to capture more of his prick as she continued to thrust her pussy upwards, matching him fuck-stroke for fuck-stroke. Father and daughter were fucking together slowly, rhythmically, like a well-oiled fucking machine. Loni raised her head up and mashed her mouth against her father's, sliding her tongue into his mouth, sucking hard on his tongue, nibbling on its edges. "Mmmm," he moaned in ecstasy. She pulled her head free from his and tossed it from side to side, feeling her orgasm building. "Unnhh, yesss, Daddy, yesss," she chanted over and over as he continued to slam the full length of his turgid prick up her small, tight cunt-hole. "Ohhh, baby, you're the greatest little lay in the world! Your little pussy is so Goddamned tight! God, I've missed fucking you!" Van yelled, feeling his balls tightening up against the base of his cock. "Daddy, I've been needing this fuck for so long now! You're the dearest daddy in the whole world. I love you woo much, Daddy!" she cried tearfully and then she gasped, starting to come. Van felt his daughter's pussy spasming wildly against the sides of his cock and he knew she was coming. He grinned down at her, fucking her even harder now. "Come, baby, come hard for your daddy! Then I'll reward you with a big load of cream!" he said lewdly. Her daddy's obscene words intensified the orgasm that was pounding through Loni's loins now. "Ohhhh, commmiiinnnggg, Daddy, I'm coming hard… just for you!" she gasped, clenching her teeth tightly together as a large gusher of hot cuntjuice poured from her fuckhole, soaking her father's thrusting cock. "Unnnhhh, yeah, baby, yeah, that's a great one! I can feel your little bunt shaking all over the fucking place! Jeeesus, feeling you coming like this is… making me… commmmmiiiiinnnnnggggg!" Van shouted at the top of his lungs. "Ooooh, goody, Daddy, shoot your whole load inside me! I have to feel all of your hot cum filling me all up!" Loni squealed, grasping her daddy's asscheeks and trying to pull him even deeper inside her. Van's prick made loud slurping sounds as he continued to dig into his little girl's cunt which closed itself around his cock like a vise. Intense spasms of orgasm shook the teenager, making her body thrash violently on the bed as she finally felt a huge, hot spurt of cum splash into her cunt-hole. "Ohhh, I can feel you coming inside me, Daddy!" Van grinned down at his daughter, taking as much pleasure in her ecstasy as he did in his own. He continued to come, wad after wad of thick, creamy spunk shooting from his jerking cock and splashing wetly against the girl's cuntwalls, making her moan with sheer unbridled incestuous pleasure. Just when Loni felt her orgasm subsiding, another one took its place, and still another until the wailing teenager was happily lost in the throes of a long chain of climaxes, all of them blending together. Van had finished coming, but he could feel his daughter's cunt still orgasming against the sides of his cock and he remained inside her, stroking her tits and kissing her tenderly as she continued to come. He knew that his little girl had been sexually frustrated for so long that it was as though there were a long series of pent-up orgasms which had just been awaiting release. And now those orgasms were shooting through her, making her body writhe and shudder. "Ohhh, Daddy, that was soooo good," Loni sighed happily when finally the last of her orgasms pounded through her. She felt her daddy's still-hard prick deep inside her cunt and she moaned with renewed passion. "Can we fuck again, Daddy? Right now?" Van laughed with delight. What had he ever done to deserve such a beautiful, sexy little girl? "You got it, baby!" he said eagerly as he began to fuck her again, knowing that he was helping to save his daughter's marriage. Contd
Name: number 6 Age: 21 Sex: Bitch Training Obedience: Need Submissive: Need Pain: Need to be tested Mouth: Need Speech: Need Position: Need massive improvement Bondage: Need Current status: Owned by Father being sold on auction in two weeks Notes: needs to be prepared for any type of bondage position for the auction he slams my packet down on the desk before me as he leans down over my chair. "You need a lot of work" he says gruffly. "No I don't" I start to say, but he grabs my face sticking two fingers to the back of my throat. "Your father sent you to be trained, so when he sells you, you can fetch a good price." He removes his fingers from my mouth and walks around the desk as he say, "Understand?" I nod. He sits and leans forward. "We will test your pain levels today, but first there are a few things for you to know. First off everything that happens here is off the record, understand? No of course you don't because you're a stupid little girl. What I mean is, when you go into that room, whatever happens in there stays in there, and in our paperwork, but you will be a virgin when you come out. Now do you understand?" He waits for me to nod and finally I do. "Second, you belong to us until your father comes to get you. No one will save you. Third, you will have your own room on the other side of the campus. No one is allowed in your room but staff. Fourth, you have a 6 am call every morning until you are awarded differently. Be there or be punished. And Fifth, obey the staff and you'll make it through." He leans back in his chair and watches me for a moment and then presses a button on his desk. A lady enters the room, "What can i do for you, sir?" "Give her bag number ten and then put her in room 13 to get the pain test." he hands her a file and I follow her out. She grabs a bag as we exit the waiting area outside his office and takes me down a hallway. She gestures me into room 13. "Have a seat and your new owner will be with you in a moment." She smiles and closes the door. I run to the door and jiggle it, its locked. There's a door at the far end of the room and i try it too with no luck. I pace back and forth across the room and on the fourth turn he enters the room, holding my folder and the bag. He looks me up and down and finally says, "Remove your clothes." He watch me as I do this, taking my time to fold my clothes one by one. He sets the bag down on the table and pulls something out of it. "Come here," he say nicely. I move to him and he smile at me. "Lift your hair." I do as he bid, and quickly he clasps something cold around my neck. I gasp and feel around it. "Its a collar," He says and then smiles, "a shock collar to be exact." He press a button and I let out a yelp. "Now when you don't obey or whenever I want, I can shock you with this." He shocks me again and I yelp. He pull me to the middle of the room and cuff a wrist before I know whats happening. When I realize it I begin to fight him, trying to keep my other wrist free. he wrestle me and finally gets that wrist into a restraint. I'm trying to attack him now and he step out of my reach, he holds a button down on the wall. Gears move and my hands are dragged upward until I'm barely flat footed. He release the button and move back to me. I try kicking him and he grabs my ankle and shakles it to the floor and the other one, forcing my legs spread apart and just barely on my tiptoes. I struggle wildly. "You can fight all you want but it will just make it harder on yourself. Personally I like it better when they fight," he steps forward running his hand down my cheek the rest of his body pressed up against mine, "it makes it more fun to break them." he slaps me softly,but hard enough to make a sound. "We are testing your pain levels today." He picks up a bamboo stick and begin tapping me all over the body. I twitch with each one. He hits harder leaving little red lines. He grows bored of this and move up to a paddle, with the word SLUT imprinted on it. He hits my butt with it, making a joke at getting enough spankings for all my birthdays. He begins hitting hard enough for the word to remain. Again he grow bored and move up to whips. Then to the prod. I scream as he touches me with it over and over again. "Lets test your word skills. I want you to talk dirty to me." I just stare at him. he slaps me, this time hard enough to turn my head. "I'm waiting," he says. After my silence, he slaps my breast making them bounce and then slaps my pussy, making me twitch. "Talk dirty, you whore." He touches the prod to my nipple and I scream so he do it again and again moving between my nipples. "Beg me to stop." "Please," I scream. "Please what?" he says touching my nipple again. "Please stop prodding me." He does it again. "Please stop prodding me what?" "Master," I scream, "Please stop prodding me, Master!" "Very good. Now talk dirty to me. Tell me... that you want to suck on me or feel me in that virgin pussy of yours." "I want to suck on you." "Make me believe you, and beg." he slap my breast again. "Please, Master, I want to suck on you." He pushes the prod against my thigh and i scream even louder. "Try again, whore." "Please, Master, Please put your cock in my mouth. I want to suck on you." He prods me in the thigh again. "Not today, you'll get plenty of chance to do that later." he walks to the bag, "I think I'm done with you for the day." he walks back to me with the bag stopping behind me. "I'm going to give you some parting gifts though." He pulls something from the bag but I cant see him. He mess with something for a few minutes as I get more nervous. Slowly he spreads my cheeks and works something into my butthole. Once its in he flick the flat top it has. I jump. He pulls something else from the bag and come around in front of me with it. Its a dildo. He runs it down my body and up to my face. He bids me open my mouth but I refuse. he shocks the collar and as I gasp you shove it in. He fucks my mouth slowly with it, enjoying the wet sound. He pulls it from my mouth and works it into my vagina. I gasp and he plays with my clit as he fucks me twice with it and then push it in as far as it will go. He pulls something else from the bag. A metal band with another metal band connected to it. He slips it around my waist and I gasp at how cold it is. He pulls the other band between my legs making a diaper. He pulls it tight and then tighter. I whimper as it gets tighter pressing the pugs in tighter. He slips a huge weighted lock on the front. He grab for the bag again and pull out a gag. This gag as a small dildo which he shoves into my mouth. The bands wrap around my head and he shows me the lock hes putting on it. He walks away from me to the wall where he press a different button releasing my hand from the cuffs but not my feet. I fall to the floor mostly catching myself with my arms. He laughs leaning against the wall. He reaches into the bag again, bringing whatever it is to me. He cuffs my hands together in front of me with iron bands, in the figure eight. There's a hook on the front of the chastity belt that he clips it to and then lock it securely. "You maybe wondering about all the security we're putting on you, But it's unsafe out there. There's crazy men out there just looking for venerable women to rape. So really this is all for your protection." As he says this he grabs a metal ball and chain from the wall and hook the ten pound weight to the belt, it floating barely above the ground. I try to mumble through the gag. He grabs me by the hair and tilts my head back, "What was that whore?" He leave me on my knees and walk back to the wall where he press another button and my ankles release. He pull me to my feet by my hair and drags me to the table. The ball swings pulling on the belt pushing on the plugs. He pulls out a map and lays it out flat. "See this," he says pointing to a building, "this is where we are. And this is where you're room is." He points to another building on the other side of the map. "You're room number is 504, You'll find that there are no elevators. Door will be unlocked. But you may lock it once you're inside. You'll also find either one, two, or three keys. Which ever they fit, you're allowed to take off." He places the map in my cuffed hands. He grabs my hair and walks me to the other door, where he opens it and shoves me through to outside. I stand blinking in the blinding light, the weight rocking back and forth. I gain my baring and look down at the map. I follow the route marked in blue. People passing on the street stare at me as I shuffle past naked, plugged, and gagged. I hear people snickering and people point. A group of boys surround me as I try to pass them. One grabs my hair hauling me as his buddies each grab different parts of my body. The one holding my hair pulls me back against him and then shoves my head down forcing me to bend over. He rams the growing thing in his pants against my ass, humping me several times, as his friends groap my boobs and spread the lips of my vagina around the chastity belt. "She's no good," one of them say. "The belt is too tight and the mouth piece is locked." They laugh. The one holding my hair moves from behind me, keeping me bent over. He slaps my ass leaving a hand print. His friends all join hitting my ass. Finally he shoves me to the ground and I fall forward on my knees and face. My ass sticking up into the air. "Good, Whore. That's where you belong. On the ground." He puts a foot to a check and kicks me over. They laugh again and leave. I try to get back up having trouble not being able to use my hands. I fall over a few times and with a struggle get up. I continue forward, just wanting to get out of the open. The belt is now cutting into my lips due to the boys moving them. As I pass through the square I see that there are naked people chained spread eagle on big rocks, some collared to pillars, some in stockades and two in bird cages. Each person had a sign, describing a crime and the punishment. The one chained spread eagle on the rock sign read, "Crime: told owner no, Punishment: chained spread eagle to be taken by whoever. Until lesson is learned." A old man was shoving his cock down her throat. A crowd surrounded one of the bird cages and there was "boos" and "cheers" and the sound of slapping. I pushed faster wanting to be out of that area. The ball pulled the faster I moved but eventually I make it to the building highlighted on the map. The stairs are on the outside of the building. I begin the slow climb up the stairs with the ball and chain pulling harder. I make it into my room, my body shaking from exhaustion. He said there might be keys I remembered suddenly energized. I search around the room staying on my knees as much as I can to keep the ball from pulling anything tighter. I find keys to the chastity belt and let it fall to the floor. My body is in such relief I almost forget the plugs until I move towards the bed. The one in my vagina is easy to pull out despite my still cuffed hands. With my hands between my legs and my upper body resting on my bed I finally manage to remove the anal plug. I finally make it on to my bed before i look around the room. Pulleys and tracks ran across the ceiling. Different kinds of chains hung from each wall. Some had what looked to be wrist cuffs and some that were bigger as if to fit a neck. There was a pile of rough looking rope in one corner. On the floor in the center of the room was a set of chains attached to the floor. There was also a large eyelet hook on the floor and another one on the ceiling. Along one wall was a wall mount that held several different types of torture devices, from rods, prods, whips, sticks, dildos, hooks, and an assortment of things I had no idea what they were, but i was sure I'd lean about all of them before this was over. Along the other wall was a short but long chest with a lock on it. I rolled over wanting nothing to do with the room.Sleep fast took me into its embrace. Some hours later my door slammed open and I was roughly pulled from my bed. The man with meaty hands flips down covers over my eyes. I can feel my handcuffs hook onto something and then are dragged roughly up till I'm on my toes. I hear a lock drop to the floor and then booted steps come closer to me. A whip hits my skin across the breast and I dance away from it. His hand touches my breast squeezing until my nipple stands on end which he roughly takes into his mouth. The whip hits my ass over and over again and i beg him through the gag to stop but he cant understand me. Suddenly electricity shoots through my clit and I choke. The pain comes again this time between my holes. Then again on the entrance to my vagina. Then I feel something smooth enter me, suddenly elecricity runs along the inside of me. Every time it stop it starts right back up. My breath is coming in small drags between shocks, the gag making it even harder to gain any air. He pulls the metal from me and my body sags as I drawl in air. He laughs at me remarking at how weak I am, but then tells me he'll come to me every night until i can handle a lot more. I hear him walk away from me, metal clip into place and then a lock be snapped shut. Suddenly my hands are given slack and my body touches the floor. I stand there, unsure of what to do. He comes to me, unhooks my hands and pushes me to the floor. The eye pieces are removed and I blink into the light. He moves away from me over to the wooden box and pulls off the lock. He opens the top and I realize that there's bars on it. He reaches inside and pulls out what appears to be a dog cone. I feel myself begin to panic. He turns back to me carrying the cone. I move away from him as much as I can on my knees until I'm cornered. He slips it onto be after batting my hands away. He laughs suddenly saying "I like you cornered it'll make this next part easier." He reaches forward flips a lever and pulls out the gag. For a second I'm so excited to get that thing out of my mouth that i don't notice him undo his pants. "Suck it!" he orders. I pull back my whole body pressed back against the corner. he grabs the cone and forces it down so his penis is the only thing my eyes can see. He forces my mouth open but before he sticks himself inside he said, "now dont even think about biting or I will tie you up get that wand back out stick it as far up your anus as it will go and turn it on high and leave you there until someone finds you, understand?" Without an answer he sticks himself inside and slowly humps the cone. He speeds up and faster and suddenly pulls out blowing load after load across my face mostly landing on the leather mouth pieces that was originally holding the gag. He smiles down at me seemingly satisfied with his work. he grabs the gag and puts it back in my mouth before I can protest and locks it back into place. He grabs my hands and pulls me up after him. He drags me to the center of the room where he forces me to squat so he can snap my hand onto chains. He then hooks the two chains on the floor to my ankles. He grabs my hair yanking me up so I'm on my feet but bent over because my hands are cuffed to the floor. He locks a devices that connected to the ceiling that entangles my hair pulling my head upright and then tightens it down until my back is arched in an uncomfortable position. He moves around me in a small circle deciding what he wants to do next. He pushes something on the wall and I feel my feet being pulled apart slowly. Once they were a little more than shoulder width apart he pressed a button stopping them. He continued working around me. I felt him do something behind me and suddenly a whip pounded on my ass. I grunted as much as I could. But then a hand came down instead. It came again and again each one stinging more and more. It stopped and I felt a rope being tied around my waist. My cheeks were spread wide as the two plugs were reinserted roughly. My breath comes in short pants through my nose. I feel the rough rope slide across my vagina and then up my butt crack. For a moment the rope is lose but then he ties it to something and lets it drop. The weight tightens pulling my ass up and my feel to my toes to relieve as much pressure as I can. The dildos are pressed tighter in and my whole body is in agony. The rope burning my parts, the cuffs pulling at my wrist, my neck being pulled back at a ridiculous angle, my toes, and my arched back. He slowly strolled around me obviously pleased with his work. Only able to see him from the corner of my eyes with my head bent back and through the white plastic of the dog cone, I couldn't see what he was doing. Electrical pain shot through my nipple and then the other one. My body jerked from one side to the other. Pulling at all the contraptions. The rope tightened and I screamed through the gag. "Oh did you like that?" He asked doing it again. I tried not to screaming not wanting him to misunderstand again. He slowly locked everything back up, taking his time watching me as he did so. Right before he left he stopped in-front of me, "don't forget about your 6 am call. You need to meet your instructors out at the pit." Laughing he turned and left. I hung there for what felt like hours. Subconsciously my toes would start to relax and with a painful reminder to my vagina, I would go scrambling back to my toes but the damage was already done and the rope was already tighter. The ball swings back and forth after each momentary forget and tighten just the slight bit more. My back muscles cramped, arched as it was. I felt the sun come before someone arrived at my room.
We got out of the shower, dried off and made our way to her bedroom. I said, “Start packing some things, you are coming with me.” “NO! What do you mean I’m coming with you! I have a life and a job and I can’t miss work” she cried. “Plus my boyfriend is coming over any minute now so you should go.” “You’re not going to have to worry about that anymore. I created a beautiful place for you at my house and you will not want for anything ever again.” I said. “And nice try with the boyfriend but I’ve been watching you every day for three months and I know there’s no one coming here tonight.” “Please don’t do this to me” she cried. “It’s going to be OK. Think about it. All you need to do is lay in bed, watch TV all day and pleasure me. I will make you cum and treat you like a princess so pack a few important things and let’s go.” She resigned herself that she wasn’t getting out of this so she threw several sets of clothes, bras and panties in a bag and put on a t-shirt and shorts. “OK now that’s done I am going to have to bind your hands and blindfold you so you can’t jump out of my car or see where we’re going. Lay down on your bed.” I put both hands behind her back and grabbed the roll of duct tape I brought with me and bound her hands. I couldn’t resist copping a feel of that amazing ass so I reached up her shorts. “All right roll over now.” She got on her back and I put a sock in her mouth and covered it with duct tape. I pulled the handcuffs I brought from my bag and cuffed her to the bed so she couldn’t run. “I just need to go get my car and we’ll be off” I said. (Kelsey) I am a total idiot. Why didn’t I put up more of a fight when I had the chance? If I wasn’t so busy looking at his penis like a dirty slut I could have fought him off but instead I stood there and let him fuck me. I should have tried to bite it when he stuck it in my mouth but he shoved it so far in and it was so big I couldn’t bite down. She was crying again as I walked out of the house, got my car and pulled into her driveway. I went back in, grabbed the rest of my things, blindfolded her, undid the cuffs and stood her up. “Come with me” and I grabbed her bag and my new sex toy and left her house. The drive to my place was only 30 minutes away and I had time to marvel at how easy this was and also of all the things I was going to do to her. So many lifelong fantasies were about to come true I was getting hard again thinking about it so I pulled down my shorts and started jacking off. I was careful not to make myself cum again and I put my shorts back on as I pulled into the garage. Again no chance of getting caught because the garage is attached and I’ve lived alone since my wife died five years ago. I closed the garage door, took off my clothes and opened the trunk where I had deposited Kelsey for the short ride to my house. “We’re home my sweet.” Her eyes were opened wide as my renewed hard on was the first thing she saw. I grabbed the bag and guided her into the house and down the basement stairs to her new room. I thought of everything including a king sized bed, shower toilet, fully stocked fridge and stove. I definitely wanted to make sure she stayed healthy fed and clean so I could enjoy my wonderful prize for years to come. I carefully sat her on the bed and cut the tape from her hands, removed the blindfold and carefully took the tape from her mouth. “There now, this isn’t so bad is it? I fixed this so you can eat whatever you want, watch TV, read, use the bathroom and shower whenever you want. All I ask in return is for you to be a good girl and obey all my commands starting right now. Take off your clothes. I’m ready to fuck you again.” (Kelsey) The fucker actually put me in the trunk of his car so thankfully it wasn’t a very long drive. Before I knew it he was parked and turned off the car. When he opened the trunk the first thing I saw was his massive penis and I wondered how many times a day I would have to take care of him because I thought normal men needed a lot of time to recover from their orgasms. This was no normal man, however. He took me to the basement and seemed very proud of the room he built for me. At least I’d be comfortable. Then he told me to take off my clothes. She whimpered, “Sir my pussy hurts really bad from your big penis. I can’t take that again tonight.” I replied, “Who said anything about fucking your pussy? There are countless ways to have sex and get off and I plan to do all of them with you so lay down Kelsey and take off your clothes.” She gasped as she saw my cock was harder and seemed bigger than it was at her house. “Two things Kelsey, no one uses the term penis so when you talk about me you are to use the word cock or dick. Second, my name is Tom so you can stop calling me sir.” With that I started massaging her from her feet up her legs to her thighs and teased her little pussy. I really wanted that sweet pussy on my cock again but realized she’d be sore and I wanted her comfortable. I continued to her belly and spent a good amount of time on her tits and then I gave her a long passionate kiss. To my surprise she started stroking my cock so I must have made the proper impression on her. Then I rolled her on her stomach and did the same with her back. Since she had such a stressful day I gave her a long back rub and I could feel the tension release from her muscles and she said, “Mmmmm that feels nice Tom. Thank you.” Of course while I massaged her back I ran my hard cock between her beautiful ass cheeks and the sensation was amazing. “OK baby I want you to kneel in front of me and squeeze those beautiful tits together.” She did as she was told and I slid my raging hard on between them. Once again the feeling was incredible but I needed some lubricant. Fortunately I bought a case of sensual oils and I grabbed a bottle and put a generous mount on her tits. “Take some oil and lube my cock Kelsey.” She grabbed the bottle and squeezed oil on my cock and started jacking me off. “Concentrate on the head baby. Oh yes that feels great.” I put my cock back between her tits and took long slow strokes to make sure I paced myself because I did not want to cum too soon. “OK I have another treat for you.” I laid her on her back, took the oil and spread it the length of her body then I turned her over and repeated this on the front. “Have you ever had your pussy licked before?” I asked. “No Tom I don’t even know what you mean.” “I mean this” as I started licking her clit. Her pussy tasted amazing and she began to moan with pleasure. “Oh Tom, that feels so good on my little cunny. I didn’t know people ever did things like this. Mmmmmmm. Please don’t stop.” I licked her pussy for a while and once she was nice and wet I rubbed my hard on the length of her pussy and clit which felt amazing for both of us. “Oh God Tom you are going to make me cum with that big pe…, I mean big cock of yours!” This time when she came she actually squirted a massive amount of cum all over my cock. “MMMMMMMMM fuck Tom whats happening? Did I pee? Oh it feels so fucking good! Don’t stop! Aaaaaaaahhh!” “Thats called squirting and most women don’t do it but you obviously enjoy my cock and that’s what happens sometime.” “Oh my gosh, I cant believe I did that” she said. “OK baby, now it’s my turn” and I rolled her on her stomach and rubbed my cock on that amazing ass again. With the lube it felt so fucking good I wanted to cum just like that but I also wanted to see what her asshole would feel like on my cock. I’d watched countless ass fucking videos but never got to do it in real life. Since her pussy was so tight I couldn’t imagine what her ass would feel like so I positioned the head of my cock outside her asshole and said, “OK Kelsey, now you are going to let me fuck your asshole. It’s going to hurt a lot but I’m going to be very careful unless you resist and the pain will only last for a little while.” (Kelsey) I started to work on a plan to pretend that I was enjoying myself and agree to whatever he asked me to do. At some point if I got him to trust me then maybe he would make a mistake and I could figure out a way to escape but then he did things to me that felt so amazing I started to think that I didn’t want to leave. How he licked my cunny then rubbed his cock on my clitoris almost sent me into outer space. But then he said something that made me realize there would be plenty of pain to go along with the pleasure. “Thats gross. Why do you want to put your cock where poop comes out of?” She asked. “It’s been a fantasy of mine for a long time and your job is now to fulfill all of them so relax your ass for me baby.” She did and I started to push my throbbing cock in her ass but it was so tight I could only get the head in at first. “Ow that really hurts me, please take it out Tom”. I pulled out and inserted the head again and was able to get my cock a little farther in. “Oh that hurts so bad please stop!” “Keep begging Kelsey, I love that” I said as I pulled back and pushed in a little farther. “Did I just poop? Oh God I’m so embarrassed!” “No Kelsey, that’s just a sensation as I pull out” and this time I was able to get all eight inches in her ass. “Oh that feels so fucking good. Your ass is so fucking tight on my cock I’m not sure how long I can hold off.” I said as I slowly pulled out and shoved back in again. Her ass was definitely loosening a bit and I started pounding her harder. “That hurts so bad sir. It feels like your cock is splitting me in two, Please hurry and cum.” “No way Kelsey, I’m enjoying this too much. I think we just need a little more lube.” I squirted a healthy amount of lube on my cock and slid back in her tight ass. “Oh God that feels so fucking good. I am going to love fucking you all day and all night every day for the rest of my life.” “Please cum soon sir I can’t take much more” and she started bucking her ass against my cock in an attempt to get me off. “Oh yes Kelsey I love it when you do that. Fuck my cock with that ass bitch!” I pulled her hair back and slapped her ass to get her moving faster. Kelsey cried out, “Fuck me you fucking pervert! Come on you bastard give me a load of cum in my ass! I need your cum right now.” That did the trick and I grabbed her ass so I could control the motion and edge for a while, taking long slow strokes with my cock. Unfortunately for her I was able to continue this way for another 30 minutes and when my orgasm started to build all she could do was whimper. “OK Kelsey you wanted my cum and I’m ready to fill your ass.” I started pounding her as hard and fast as I could which made her grunt every time I impaled her ass. “Oh sweet Jesus here it cums! MMMMMMMMMMM oh Kelsey, oh fuuuuuuucckkkkkk.” (Kelsey) The pain I felt as he attempted to enter my ass was unbearable. He could only get it in a little bit and I thought he was going to give up but each time he pulled out he was able to put it in farther until his entire cock was buried in my ass. Whenever he pulled out I thought I was pooping but he told me that was a normal feeling. It still was the worst pain I’d ever felt in my life so I figured the only way to make it stop was to egg him on and draw his cum with my ass. Unfortunately he was able to grab me and fuck me at his own pace and his cock was in my ass for another 30 minutes before I gave up and let him have his way with me. I collapsed on top of her and almost passed out from the pleasure but I remembered where I was and that would have been a very bad idea. From now on I’d have to make sure to use the shackles I had rigged to the floor just in case I fell asleep after fucking her. She was crying very hard and I said, “OK princess lets get you cleaned up. You were a very good girl so lets have a nice warm bath. That will sooth your pussy and your ass.” I went across the room to the tub, filled it with bubbles and hot water then went back to the bed, lifted her off and gently placed her in the bath. “I’m really not a monster Kelsey. I will treat you very well and take care of all your needs as long as you continue to do what you did for me today and more. But see those shackles? If you ever try to run away or hurt me I will hang you by your hands from the ceiling and fuck your ass without any lube and you definitely don’t want me to do that.” “I’ll be good” she whimpered softly and with that I got a soft cloth and bathed my prize, taking extra care to clean her pussy and ass. We reclined in each others arms in the tub and I started to get hard gain so I put her hand on my cock. “Oh no Tom, please, please don’t fuck me again tonight. I can’t take more pain today.” “I wasn’t planning to fuck you. I want to go old school and have you jack me off so get busy stroking my cock.” The warm water and bubbles felt so good as she started stroking my cock. After a while I sat on the edge of the tub so I could jack myself off while I admired Kelsey’s body. “Stick that ass in the air for me baby. Oh yes I love that now get on the edge of the tub and play with yourself. She did as instructed and started to rub her clit. “Squeeze those nipples now. Oh yes just like that.” Kelsey continued to rub her clit and moan with pleasure. “I feel so naughty doing this Tom but it’s exciting to watch you jack off that big cock to me that I think I’m going to cum again Mmmmm.” “Don’t cum just yet Kelsey. I want us to cum together. “ Seeing this sexy young girl getting off on me masturbating was a real turn on and I began to feel another load build. “Oh Kelsey I’m close but I want to edge for a bit so you can see a huge load of cum shoot out of my cock. You will see that edging like this makes your orgasms that much stronger.” “Oh Tom, I can’t hold it off any longer. I’m cumming now, MMMMMMMMMM” and Kelsey squirted a massive amount of cum all the way across the tub onto my cock. That did it for me, “Here comes my load” I said. “I’m going to give you something called a facial but don’t close your eyes. I want you to see how the cum shoots out of my cock since you’ve never seen anything like that before. Here it comes!” I got up and went up to her so I was a foot away from here face and jacked my cock with short, fast strokes until I shot a massive load all over her face. “MMMMMMMMMMM”. I sprayed my cum on her face and in her hair and some went in her eye which really turned me on. (Kelsey) Once again, Tom showed me his sweet side as he actually carried me to the tub and lovingly washed my aching body. After what I’d been through the warm water, bubbles and caress of his hands made me crawl into his arms. As I’d come to expect though he was hard again and wanted me to masturbate while he watched me. Watching him jack his huge cock off got me excited and I squirted another huge orgasm all the way across the tub onto his cock. Then he had to dominate me again by shooting his cum all over my face and some if it went in my eye. “Ow that stings! Fuck!” “Don’t worry baby I have some drops for just this purpose” I said as I finished cumming on her face and stuck my cock in her mouth for the final stage of my orgasm. I laid her back in the tub and washed her long brown hair and grabbed a comb and enjoyed that as well. Then I got the drops and rinsed the cum out of her eyes. “Thank you Tom, that feels much better.” “Ok doll, get out of the tub and let me pamper you.” I grabbed a towel and dried her off then I grabbed the blow drier and dried her hair. Next I got the curling iron and added waves and applied fresh makeup until she looked absolutely stunning. Lastly I grabbed baby powder and applied it all over her body and put aloe on her sore pussy and her flaming asshole. “That was amazing Tom. Thank you so much.” “It was my pleasure but I have something unpleasant that I need to do now. Remember what I said about the shackles? I’m going to need to hang you for a little while so you understand the pain is real and won’t ever try to run away.” “Oh please don’t do that to me. I believe you and would never think of leaving. I love the way you fuck me and make me cum.” “I’m sorry my darling but I must.” I grabbed her arms and placed the shackles on her wrists and took her to the end of the basement where I installed hooks. I looped the rope through and hoisted her up with the pull system I installed and tied it off on a second hook in the wall. “Oh please Tom let me down. I understand now, please” she cried. “No darling, I am going to go upstairs now and if you are good and quiet I will be back down in 30 minutes.” “Please no!” I went upstairs and made myself something to eat and something for Kelsey as well. I checked a few of my favorite porn sites and also checked the messages I get on video chat from horny men and women that up to now used to be my sexual release. Nothing interesting was happening there as usual so after 30 minutes I kept my promise and returned to Kelsey. I found her whimpering with her head hanging down and her hands turning blue. “Do you remember the second part of what I said I would do to you if you tried to run away?” “Oh please not that Tom. My ass hurts really bad from earlier and I won’t be able to stand it” She begged. “Sorry baby but in order for the lesson to be learned I need to go through all of it” I said. Amazingly my cock was already hard again so I swung her around and rammed my cock in her ass without any lube. With that Kelsey screamed at the top of her lungs and started flailing her legs around. “Please Tom stop and let me down. I’ll do anything you ask just get that fucking cock out of my ass, please” she cried. This turned me on even more and I said, “Sorry I can’t but keep begging like that because it really turns me on which will make me cum faster and this unpleasantness will all be over.” Kelsey cried out now, “PLEASE STOP NOW TOM. YOU’RE REALLY HURTING ME. I’LL DO ANYTHING YOU WANT PLEASE!” “You’ll do whatever I want whenever I ask anyway so just take your punishment like a good girl.” She was so upset that she hyperventilated and blacked out for a minute which made me even hotter. When she came to and realized what was happening she started begging again and all of this put me over the edge. “Having you black out like that was so hot I’m going to cum and then you can eat and get some sleep. We’ve been fucking for four hours now and it’s time to rest.” I then started to cum again in her ass which gave her some thankful relief. I pulled out and watched my cum start to drip out of her ass and I told her to clench down to keep my cum in her. She did with some effort and I untied the ropes, eased her down and placed her on the bed. I said, “I’ve made you something to eat my darling” but she only shook her head and said all she wanted to do was sleep so she could forget the punishment. “OK baby girl. Put the nighty on that I bought you and get under the covers but I need to shackle you. Don’t worry there’s a lot of slack and in the event you should get free there is a keypad lock on the door so there is no way for you to get out.” She put the nighty on and got under the covers and was asleep in minutes. I put on some underwear otherwise I’d never sleep and got in bed with her. I admired her beauty and made some notes in my diary about all the things I did to Kelsey today. (Kelsey) Once again Tom was so caring that he made me feel like the most beautiful little princess who ever lived and then he did the worst thing that I ever experienced in my life. The pain of hanging from my hands was the worst thing I ever felt until he came back down and tore into my asshole without any lube. It was so bad I blacked out only to wake up and immediately feel the pain of his cock penetrating my ass. When he finally let loose I was relieved to have the moisture relieve some of the pain. After, the nice Tom was back and he dressed me in a nighty and offered me something to eat. That’s when I thought the only way out of this was starvation so I shook me head and pretended to be asleep.
Sneaking up on you isn’t easy. You’ve got a sixth sense. You’re a light sleeper, one of those men who “investigate the noise.” I don’t even try to stop you and convince you it was nothing anymore. You’re always “hearing something” but, today, I’m sneaking up on you. It’s taken me, what? Three minutes just to get down the hall? I put my step gingerly at the edges, right up by the wall so that the floorboards wouldn’t squeak. Catlike in movement, if not in reflexes, I’ve crept down the hall to your office and have been peering in at you. Not laughing is the hardest thing. You’re so studious, so into whatever that book is on your desk that you don’t notice me looking in from the open doorway. I shift my right foot to here, put my left foot over there, and I’m in the room. I do wish your back was to me. It would be so much more fun to startle you from behind, maybe a playful tickle or a goose, but this will have to do. Lord, but don’t you look fine! I love those jeans on you. There’s just no substitute for good American made jeans and your blue button-down oxford hugs your shoulders beautifully. Your shoulders… I think that’s the feature I most love about your body. Broad, strong, muscular, all of you is delightfully intimidating but your shoulders? Oh, yes, your shoulders. “Trying for a baby” has been awesome! It’s been serious, and playful, and romantic, and… Just… Mmmmm. I know you’re disappointed that it hasn’t happened yet. It will. I wish I could tell you my secret though. We don’t keep secrets but I have this one, this awful one: The truth is that I’ve only been pretending to share your frustration at not getting pregnant because telling you might make you think I don’t want to carry your baby. I couldn’t bear that. No, better to keep my own counsel. I really do want babies with you, lots and lots of babies, and I love that time and money aren’t concerns for us. It’s just that I love “us” as we are and I love my body as it is, a body that you ravish constantly and find so desirable. All of that is about to change and I haven’t wrapped my mind and heart around it yet. I reflexively cross my wrists and lift my tank up from the front, as quietly as I can, leaning down to drop it to the floor. This bra doesn’t go with my shirt. It’s an outrageous forest green on black lace but I know you love it. I’ve been wearing this wanton invitation to molest me all morning and that is exactly what I want and need right now. I’m done waiting for you to notice. A few more steps and I… but, damn! One squeaky floorboard and you look up, taking me in in an instant. I forgot about that one but your face lights up and, man, my whole world lights up at you looking at me like that. You drop your pen on your desk and turn to face me. Three buttons open on your shirt, and I can see your semi-erect penis outlined in your pants. You knew I was there didn’t you; knew I was creeping up on you and let me do it. Oh, how lovely! I stare into your beautiful eyes. What color are they today? I can’t tell. They change with the lighting, the palate around you, your emotions. Right now, all I see is a ravenous hunger and that fuels mine, already well on its way to being a torrent. Almost mechanically, certainly not with deliberation, I unbutton my jeans, pushing them off my hips and letting them slip to the floor. They’re hazel and you are watching me intently, taking me in, a collector of beautiful things who has found a pearl of great value in me. Your gaze is mesmerizing, overwhelming, absorbing. In an instant, you are my sole thought and wish and desire and I come to you, straddling you in your chair, feeling your cock pressed against me through the fly on your jeans. A low moan inadvertently slips from me as I lean in to kiss you. Your strong arms encircle me, and your experienced hands lose no time in unclipping my bra. The fabric loosens as I rub my hard nipples against you through your shirt. You stand, a strong, wide hand under each cheek as I wrap my legs around your torso. You carry me into our bedroom and we collapse on the bed with you towering above me, your hands on my breasts, kneading them as you lean in and kiss me. Your tongue pushes insistently between my lips and teeth as I struggle to reach your shirtfront, anxious to feel your hairy chest against my naked flesh but I haven’t anything close to the strength required to move you an inch. You laugh, that wonderful, deep, musical laugh, at my frustration. You laugh at my need, and it makes me angry. I pout. That makes you laugh all the more as you push down with your knees on my open thighs and hold my wrists above my head. I struggle for a moment, knowing it is pointless, and then shift to whispering “Oh, please Matt, you know what I need, please?” You are moved by such things and hold me for but a moment longer, demanding “then say it!” I giggle but I love this game, love it when you make me call out my heated longing. “Say it!” you demand, and I cry out with a laugh “ravish me, take me, fuck me!” You hook your forefingers in the sides of my panties and, as you stand, you take them with you. I lay here, a wanton display, my knees as wide apart as I can hold them, my sex open to you and inviting as you stand and begin to strip but there has ever been a teasing boy in you and you do not do so in a flurry of activity; no, you are in control, slowly unbuttoning your shirt and sliding it from your shoulders. You make me lay there, like the elegant slut that I am at heart, leaving me in delicious agony for your touch as you undress very deliberately. First, your left shoe, then your right, your socks, your jeans, then, finally, your boxers, revealing your manhood. Your penis is my greatest possession. He seems to be perpetually angry, a pink, red, and purple veiny thing that takes getting used to each time we make love, but I need services only he can provide. I reach down and slide my hand between my legs, tracing my sex from taint to clit, feeling that lovely slickness on my forefinger. You reach down and begin to stroke yourself as I let my fingers dance in my folds. You pull on yourself gently but firmly and I can see the tip glisten with pre-cum. I smile and laugh as you come for me. A memory of the first time flashes through my mind, the bewildering emotions of being exposed to a man, entirely his, fearful, curious, excited, the pain, the pleasure. When was that? Twenty months ago? No, twenty-two. Now, though, I want the full treatment, the hard lovemaking of spouses, not your gentleness and my timidity, that wonderful, truly once-in-a-lifetime dance of our wedding night. I rise to my knees, the bed placing my face even with your collarbones. The brown hair on your chest covering relaxed muscles in your torso, your nipples slightly protruding. I lean forward, kissing your chest, letting my tongue play in your curls as I seek out your left nipple. My arms are resting on your chest and my hands on your shoulders; I find your nipple and trace it with the tip of my tongue before sucking it between my lips. Your strong arms entirely envelop me, and your hands are on my lower back as you pull me possessively into you. There was no one before you, no one to touch me, possess me, inspire me. It has only been and only will be you and I will never have anyone to compare you with. Do other men like to have their nipples sucked or like to be touched gently, with just the fingertips and nails? Do other men like to be teased or to hold their wives down or to roughly rip off their wives’ clothes, only to make the gentlest of love to them or to take them roughly and nonchalantly just before going out and then to act like it was nothing? Do other men use sex as a profound articulation of adoration, duty, and love? I don’t know and never will know but I love what we are, and I love you. I stand and you let me turn your body so that, when we fall on the bed, I am straddling your thighs. I lean forward to kiss you. It is passionate, forceful, thrusting my tongue into your mouth. Our tongues dance together as your cock leans against my back, pulsing insistently; but he will have to wait just a little bit. I need to feel my breasts against your skin and your curls encircling my nipples. The skin under my areolas is so sensitive and so much more so when I’m in heat. I giggle at the thought; yes, I’m “in heat,” at my most fertile and you are going to take me. Is it today? Mmmm… Maybe, maybe today is the day you possess my womb as much as the rest of me. “I want you,” I whisper. You growl an inarticulate response, your focus on the need that is tapping against my lower back. You know the mood I’m in, it’s naughty, not delicate, and you instinctively push me off of you and down onto my belly. You pull my ass up and position yourself to enter me roughly. In one stroke, you fill me. I love this bed. You are so much bigger than me that it is difficult to take you from behind when we are both kneeling, but this bed is the perfect height, placing my opening at just the right place for you to fuck me deep and full while standing and you are not slow or gentle now. You are a husband, taking and using what is his, and I am a wife, unable to do anything else but be your plaything. Though, as you know well, I want nothing more than to be your plaything. You pound me hard, groaning at my tightness as I moan through the currents of erotic pleasure rushing through my body. You’re the most wonderful lover, an attentive and discrete man who focuses entirely on me when you’re with me and today you are ravishing me with a recklessness that is both familiar and surprises. Your strong hands have my hips in a vice grip as you plunge deep into me and then pull almost all the way out, only to plunge back in. You are thick that ever part of my sex is swept with your flesh on every movement. I am open and welcoming, our motions informed by tens of thousands of years of evolution. You reach forward and grab my left breast in your hand, roughly kneading the flesh and twisting my nipple as you shift your right to hold me up. You’re so strong, so physically dominating, and all I can do is go along for the ride as you plough into my fertile body. I can hear and feel your orgasm building, as mine is, but you cum first. Returning your hands to my hips, you plunge as deep into me as you can and you hold me there. I can feel your warm cum filling my womb, your seed flowing into me, in search of purpose, your semen coating me, and I cry out. My body is wracked with an earth-shattering orgasm and my full-throated cry must surely be heard in the heavens above. I am yours and you are mine. We need no mementos or emblems, no tattoos or marks to show it, it simply is and is on full display in our lovemaking. You collapse beside me and pull me close in. My back is against your chest and your hips against mine. There is a delightful silence as our hearts slow and our temperatures come down. “Do you think that did it” you ask hopefully… “Mmmm… I’m sure it did.”
I had my first good look at my aunt and grandmother. My aunt was in her late 30s and looked like a slimmer version of my mom – with a small, cute, delightful little chest, and an ass similar to Sheena’s. My grandmother, who supposedly was in her late-50’s, also looked a lot like my mom, except she had spread out quite a bit. Both her chest and her hips were bigger – she was a very curvy girl. I had to admit, for her age, granny looked pretty damn good. She carried the curves a way women half her age would have killed for. Looking good or not, grandma was holding a shotgun and she did not look like a happy camper. She walked over to our cheerful little puppy pile and ordered us to get dressed. We were gagged, led out to an SUV in the driveway and driven to a large farmhouse about an hour away. Once inside, I was separated from my mother and sisters. I was led to a large bedroom and locked in. Downstairs I could hear raised voices, especially those of my mother, but aside from a few snippets, I had no idea what they were saying. Through our common bond I could feel anger and resentment, but no fear. I figured if she wasn’t afraid, I had no reason to be. I poked around the room a little. There was an adjoining bathroom, and a comfortable chair, next to a table with magazines. They were mostly porn. I thought it odd my grandmother would have adult magazines around, but then I remembered who I was dealing with. I’d had little sleep since I landed 48 hours prior. The bed looked tempting. Within minutes, I was asleep. It was dark outside when I awoke. A small lamp had been lit and a sandwich was left out for me. A small bag with toiletries and a robe sat on the chair. The door was still locked and the house was silent. I didn’t know what time it was because my grandmother had taken my cell phone, but it seemed late. While I was concerned for my mother and sisters, I knew that I would know instantly if anything happened to them, so I was sure they were okay. I ate the sandwich, drank some water, then took a shower and freshened up. When I exited the bathroom, I saw the bed had been turned all the way down, a large towel laid out, and the pillow had been replaced with a pair of folded towels. Also, several candles had been lit around the room and an incense burner gave off a pungent, sensual aroma. A bottle of wine sat on the table. I poured myself a glass and settled into the easy chair, not sure what was going to happen next, but willing to await further developments. There must have been a hidden camera somewhere in the room, because within a moment of my hitting the chair, there was a timid knock, and the door slid open. In came my aunt and my grandmother, this time without the shotgun. My grandmother wore a black corset that cinched her waist and accentuated her impressive curves. Over that, she wore a sheer black robe and nothing else, revealing a full but neatly trimmed bush. If I had thought she had looked good earlier, she looked incredible now. My aunt had on just a white thong and a sheer bra, nothing else. Her small tits and tiny, hard nipples stood out against her milky skin. The thin thong accentuated a shaven snatch and robust labia. She was tiny but incredibly sexy, and in many ways the sexual opposite of her own mother. Their demeanor was different from earlier. They stood before me, smiling and perky. Their perfumes mixed with the incense and thickened the already heady aroma around the room – but did not completely cover up the growing smell of arousal. The glitter in the makeup around their eyes twinkled in the candlelight. My aunt giggled, then my grandmother followed suit. A few hours ago they were pointing a gun at me, now a giggling girl act? They were on my seduction list – but this was not how you went about that. I just knew that no matter what I did, they would be the ones in control. I also knew they would never be in that spiritually connected circle of four – me, my sisters, my mom. Still, here they were, looking hot and just about naked. I was game for a fuck, and I was pretty sure my mom would approve. I tossed the rest of the glass of wine back in one gulp and poured another. “Yes?” I asked, sounding as casual as possible. My aunt giggled again. “I’m sorry how you were treated earlier, that was unfortunate. But we want to make it up to you. How about a nice massage from two gorgeous young ladies. We’ll give you the happiest ending you’ve ever had.” They both giggled again, then turned and kissed each other deeply. Their hands wandered over each other’s bodies. My cock stirred under my robes. It had a mind of its own. I stood up and they took off my robe, staring at my rising eight-and-a-half. I started towards the bed, but instead was directed to a desk chair that stood in the corner with a towel and sheet draped over it. My grandmother removed her robe, giving me a clear view of her breasts. They were bigger than my mother’s and bigger than Sheena’s. Wide aureoles surrounded fat nipples on big, fat tits. I kept my eyes locked on them as she removed the pony tail from her jet black hair and let it fall around her shoulders. She hovered her hands over my shoulders, barely touching them very lightly. Her breasts hung softly in front of my face. Her fingertips caressed my arms, then she pushed her breasts closer and brushed the tips against my lips. I was so mesmerized by what I was experiencing I didn’t even lick them. My aunt had moved behind me, her body just touching mine. She dragged her long blonde hair over my shoulders and neck, then gently hissed nonsense words into my ears. A tingle ran up my spine and exploded across my head as her warm breath caressed the inside of my earlobe. She ran her fingertips across my chest, making light circles around my nipples. She breathed across my neck, then traced my arms back up to my shoulders. Ever so softly she dragged fingernails down my back. My aunt came around and moved behind my grandmother, caressing her mother’s bare breasts. My grandmother closed her eyes as my aunt whispered softly into her ear. Her fingertips found my grandmother’s nipples and flitted across them as she made soft hissing sounds. My grandmother reached back and ran her fingers softly through my aunt’s hair, turning and hissing into her ear in return. My aunt smiled at me as a rush of tingles coursed through my body. They turned to face each other and continued their caresses, seeming to forget me completely. My aunt softly blew air across my grandmother’s breasts, while my grandmother caressed her hair with her fingertips. They both purred. Their lips met – almost, stopping just a fraction of a centimeter apart, then brushing against each other. They repeated this several times, before my grandmother lowered her face to my aunt’s breasts and breathed across them. A feather appeared in my grandmother’s hand. My aunt’s eyes got wide. She pulled off her bra and thong, then lay down on the bed, face up. My grandmother began at my aunt’s toes and worked upwards, dragging the feather across her skin, which flushed at the touch. When the feather reached the junction between her legs, my aunt spread them slightly, allowing my grandmother to drag the feather up across them, back down the top of a thigh, then back up between her legs – only to repeat the process on the opposite thigh. She did this several times before lifting the feather and running it across her tongue. She slipped the feather between my aunt’s breasts, made several loops across each, and tingled her nipples. My aunt’s purrs and moans filled the room. I was mesmerized. They caressed, purred, and occasionally moaned in pleasure. I was rock hard but didn’t want to stroke for fear of interrupting the tingling magic that had overtaken them – me - entire room. My grandmother ran the feather across my aunt’s face and neck, then lifted it, turned to me, and ran it down along her own breasts, her own slit and down her legs. When she bent over to caress her feet, my aunt sat up on the bed and caressed my grandmother’s ass with her fingertips, blowing her warm breath across her exposed slit. They both slowly arose and turned to me. My grandmother indicated the bed. I complied and lay face up on the bed as ordered. Before I realized what had happened, they had slipped cuffs on both my wrists, chaining me to the bed. I was about to protest, but my aunt put a finger across my lips and winked. My aunt positioned herself near my head and softly caressed my scalp, my face, my neck, barely touching the skin. She dragged her hair across my face, neck and shoulders. She hovered her breasts over my mouth just long enough for me to get a slight taste, before pulling them back and giving me a very soft, gentle kiss on the lips. She blew into my ears first one, then the other, then the first. Meanwhile my grandmother started at my feet with the feather, working her way up the inside of my thighs. When she reached my pulsating cock she ran the feather up it twice, then moved up my chest and across my nipples. She ran it along my side, along my arm, and back to my leg, and back to my cock, where she stroked the feather upwards and off the tip, then placed it back against my balls, stroking it again up the shaft and off the tip. She repeated this over and over. Pre-come dribbled down my cock. My aunt’s whispering in my ears had resolved into words as she went back and forth between right and left, dragging her blonde hair across my face and head with each pass. In my right ear she whispered words like “love”, “desire”, “passion” and in my left she whispered words like “cock”, “cunt”, “fuck”. Every few passes she would lean forward and brush her breasts across my face. I reached up with my tongue but was only ever granted the briefest taste of flesh before the alternating words began again. “. . . whore . . . devotion . . . sodomy . . . trust . . .” My cock was throbbing and tingling all at once. My grandmother pressed two fingers softly against the base, bent over, and with a wide open mouth just inches from the tip, blew across it. I groaned. My aunt stopped her whispering, drew her hair across my face, then hovered her breasts over my mouth. I could barely make my tongue reach the tip of her nipple. I flicked it across the tip, greedily. My grandmother continued her breathes across my cock, holding her open mouth she slipped it down so that the tip was inside but her lips weren’t touching the head or the sides. She blew out a hot, wet breath and I felt like I was going to explode. She closed her lips for just a second right below the base of the head. She moved up and flicked the very tip of her tongue right behind my cock’s head, repeatedly, taking me beyond sanity. I felt like I was going to die if I didn’t have release. “Please,” I whispered, almost cried, “please let me come . . . “ My grandmother closed her lips and slid them all they way down my cock to the base. Once more, twice more, and I unloading everything I had across her face and massive chest. I groaned. I felt like I was coming an ocean. My aunt licked every drop off of her mother’s body. My aunt and grandmother got up silently, uncuffed me, and picked up their outfits. I propped myself up on my elbows. “That was wonderful,” I said. “But what the fuck is this all about? Earlier today you were pointing a gun at me, now you give me a tingle-fuck. What’s going on?” “Tonight, we had to make sure you were fully functional,” my grandmother said. “The rest will all become clear tomorrow.” Before I could ask any more questions, they slipped out of the room and I lay naked on the bed, my cock still throbbing, my scalp still pulsating, my brain utterly puzzled... TO BE CONTINUED...
Pretty all my life I was an average kid, maybe towards the geek or nerd category. I had good grades, loved to read, and minus a select few I was pretty anti-social. When I started sixth grade that’s when I noticed the magnificent things around me… GIRLS. I mean I had a few crushes here and there, but now I started to notice boobs and butts (not very much considering its sixth grade) and so I was instantly hooked. So, started the quest to get a girlfriend, meaningless at that. I was so focused on getting one that my grades started slipping from straight A’s to B’s and even some C’s. I noticed the changes, but my goal was still the same, get a girlfriend. Then, I discovered something every male has done: masturbation. I know I know, some of you might think it’s nasty, while others might congratulate me, but I for one enjoyed it. I realized my lust for girls increased, and so did my nighttime pleasures. It got to a point where my whole cover was stained, and so I knew I had to stop, or at least decrease how many times I did it. One thing still remained though, I still wanted a girlfriend and more than ever, so from sixth grade to ninth I tried, with no avail. Fast forward to tenth grade (went to a new school that was first to twelfth grade) and I was getting used to the people around me, and once again I had a few crushes here and there. I had finally got a girlfriend, but that ended quickly, she just wanted a short-term person to call hers. So, defeated I stopped my task of getting a girlfriend, or at least slowed down. With that out of the way I stopped to associate with people and eventually make some friends, and some of them were girls too! Soon I knew everybody and was known as a nice and funny guy, and even though I was lusting for girls just a while back I didn’t notice her. Maybe I should’ve started off at this point, but it doesn't matter because I’m telling you now. It was around winter time and a blizzard was coming towards us (we lived in a small town) so not a lot of students were there, considering they were getting ready for the blizzard. It was my second period class and I was just shaking my morning fatigue off when my best friend, Malik leaned over towards me. Keep in mind Malik was a pervert, but I didn't mind since he was a really cool guy, that and I’m one myself. He pointed over to an empty chair and instructed me to look down- “See that?” he asked. I looked to where he was pointed and was greeted with a magnificent site. Some girl was bent over picking up her stuff from the floor, I couldn't see her face, but I could sure see her butt. She was wearing those skin- tight pants (leggings?) all the girls in my school wear now. Her butt wasn't too big, but it was nice and round and looked firm from where I was sitting. Without a warning she darted back up and looked straight at me, I looked at Malik, but he was staring at the teacher lecturing with a smirk on his face. Ready to face my doom, I slowly turned my head back to Destiny only to be met with a look of malice. Ready for anything I braced myself, but she didn't yell or make a scene, she just sat back and listened to the lecture. Before I knew it the bell rang, and I darted out of my seat to try to avoid Destiny. Too late, she blocked my path to the door and I knew instantly that I was in for it. Malik seeing the confrontation through the window mouthed the words ‘Have fun’ and left-that bastard. Looking around there was no one in the classroom anymore, the teacher (Mr. Grant) went on his break which only left me and her in the room. “Destiny I-“before I could even finish she spoke over me. “I don’t think you should even try to explain yourself “she said in a sing-song voice “because we both knew what you were doing.” She started to walk towards me and I couldn't help but inhale her scent. She smelled like spring; honey, flowers, fresh rain or something like that. I looked her up and down, she was a caramel light skin color, with jet black hair. Her boobs were medium size (I don’t know measurements) and her figure was maybe in between being fat or skinny, maybe a little bit more to the slim side. Although she was short, maybe around 5’6 her legs seemed to run all the way and were thick. "Checking me out…again?” she asked with a smirk on her face. Startling me out of my trance I stared at the ground for what seemed like forever until I heard footsteps approach me. Looking up I could see she starting getting closer, making her scent get stronger and stronger. At that point I prayed to god that she didn't look down at my pants. My prayer was answered and subsequently denied as her gaze wandered down to look at the growing wood in my pants. She gazed at me with a perplexed look before letting her eyes wander down again. By now I was nervous as hell, not only is she watching my erection grow, but she might tell other people, specifically girls. It felt like an eternity before she spoke. “Did I do that?” she asked. I thought she was toying with me until I looked at her face. She seemed generally confused as to what just happened. She continued or slow stride towards me, eyeing my erection until she stopped right in front of me. She slowly extended her hand until she was centimeters away from touching it. Then, she looking up and gave me a devilish grin and skipped away. I finally exhaled a breath I was holding in when she walked back to me with a pen and paper. “Here write your number down” she said. “Why do you want my number” I asked her. “Aww” she stuck out her lip in a mock pout “Do you not want to talk to me?” Left with no other options I wrote my number down onto the paper and handed back to her. She studied the paper, then broke out into a grin. She then picked up her stuff and slowly walked out of the room, almost like she was strutting. Before she walked out she looked back and put her palm up to her lip then blew out a kiss directly towards me and then, finally she left. WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?!?! I thought as I gathered myself. I took a seat on the chair and thought about what just happened. Why would she do that? And why did she want my number? These questions swam through my head all day until it was finally time to go home. Even though a blizzard was heading this way I still decided to walk home, which thankfully was fifth-teen away from the school. My home is a simple two story house with a basement, you know nothing special. So, when I got home I was immediately greeted with the whining of my dog, Valentine. She was a small, dark brown pug with a curly tail. I laughed and got down to rub her, in time to a vibration from my phone. Curious I fished my phone out my pocket and checked what it said. “Guess who?” it said. I groaned aloud and disturbed Valentine’s cries of joy before she continued. I knew it was Destiny and for that I was unhappy. Sure I didn’t mind a hot girl texting me, but under the circumstances of what happen, this was bad. Before I replied, I scooped up Valentine and slowly ascended the steps to my room. I took off my school clothes and laid in the bed with Valentine. I looked at the text with drowsy eyes thinking of how to reply, but before I knew it I fell asleep. When I opened my eyes again I was back in the classroom with Destiny. Confused I looked around….it seemed real enough. Finally, I turned my attention towards Destiny, who slowly strutted towards me with a look of longing. “You know” she said in a seductive voice “I've always wanted you…” She stopped right in front of me and put her hand on my chest. Then, she grabbed my neck and started pulling it down towards her. “Destiny, what are you?-“but just like before I couldn't say anything before she cut me off. “Shhhh….”was all she said and then she slowly put her lips against mine. Our lips seemed to melt together, she opened my mouth and she was rewarded with my tongue. We were practically mashing our mouths together, barely coming up for air, when she took my hand and started to slide it down. Getting the message I cautiously slid my hand down, but she took it and thrust it into her pants. Now feeling her warmth, my hand explored its new territory, sometimes coming in contact with sensitive skin which made her jump. Feeling her get wet, I took it to the next level and started to slide my fingers right in her. When the first finger made contact, she immediately broke the kiss, thinking that did something wrong I tried to pull my hand away, but she grabbed it, pulled it out herself and put it on her thighs. She pushed herself on top of the table then placed my hands back where they belong. I looked at her and her beautiful face full of lust; so much that she was biting her lip. I then proceeded pushing my fingers in her, taking notice that she had pulled her pants down to her ankles to give me better leverage. Hungrily my eyes looked at where my fingers were implanted, only to see….nothing. Confused I looked at her and equally saw nothing, almost like this was a dream. Realization hit me and I woke up with a startle. I looked around my room dazed and confused. I checked my phone to see the time: it read 9:27 p.m. and I had another text from the same number- “Hello?” it read. I mentally groaned as I prepared to respond.
Sophia Cap1 Sophia was a blonde and fit young girl. She played soccer and beachvolleyball in highschool. Her long and beautiful legs and her slim and fit body made her look like a model, even in her young age. For the first time, Sophia had quite a down in her life. She was still the captain of the soccer team, but at the beach volleyball team, there was a younger, taller version of her who took her spot on the field. That wouldn't be that bad, but at the same time, her bf broke up with her. He didn't tell her the reason, but she had the feeling, he was cheating on her anyway. A week ago, she finally turned 16 years old. Driving cars, going out with her friends and enjoying her teenage years should be something good and funny. But she didn't feel that way. Her parents had talked with her the day after her birthday. Sophia loves her family, her father Michael, her mother Grace and her 1 year younger Brother Jason. Her parents had to tell her that they couldn't have to become children, because Michael wasn't able to reproduce, and that Sophia and Jason are adopted. Sophia knew, the love and good feelings inside her family wouldn't become less. Beside the little fights and things, that are in every family, they never had big problems with each other. On this friday, the school ends 2 hours earlier, one of her teachers was sick and they couldn't find another one to compensate. Sophia ride her bike down the road, from school to home, it was just a 10 minutes way. It was cold, she was happy to arrive at home and drove directly into the garage. She noticed, that nobody else was at home. A hot, relaxing bath was the right thing she needed. The bathtub was in master bath. So she had to go through the bedroom of her parents to reach the bath. Sophia was in her room, her body was cold and stiff. As she strips of her clothes, she looked at her in the big mirror at her wall. First the Jacket, and she already saw her nipples poking out. The white shirt maybe wasn't the best choice for that day. The top came also off, she looked at her and stared at her slim body. The sports bra came off, but not without some sexy striper-like moves. She loved the way her body looked and how stiff her nipples were. Her own body turns her on, so she decided to strip her jeans down so seductional as she could. Sticking out her ass, so she could see her buttcheeks in the mirror. Her pantys allready had a wet spot right on her pussy. Looking at her pussy from behind, seeing her beautiful asshole peek on the side of her slip, made her hot and lusty. Slowly striping the jeans down and pulled down her pantys were the last clothing she had on. Could she risk, to take the 6" dildo she had become from her best friend Laura to her birthday, with her to the bath? Why not, she was home alone und why not testing the dildo at a warm and cozy place. To not have to walk naked around the house, expectedly when someone could come home while she was in the bathtub, she took a bathrobe, her towel and the pink, 6" buddy with her. In the bathroom, she turn on the water and let the big, for 2 people big bathtub fill with the hot and steamy water. The master bathroom was big, enough space for all the things her parents had. She walked around the room, looks in the mirror and plays with the stuff staying around. Thinking about it, Michael wasn't her real biological father, made her look at him in another light. He was 190cm tall, so just 20cm taller than Sophia. His big and strong arm, his trained body and his beard made him look like a lumberjack or something. Sophia became a warm, lusty feeling in her stomach. Could it be, that the man who raised her, made her feel horny? All of her friends were fans of him. They couldn't stop talking about Michael every time they came over or at the sleepovers they had. Sophia thought it was wrong, and didn't made comments about her own father. But now, as not related to him, it made her go crazy. His aftershave stand on the sink. She opens it and the smell of it gave her shivers, down to her pussy. The tube was 1/4 full, so she had enough time to even go to the bedroom of her parents. On the chair on the side of Michaels bed, was a shirt of him. Sophia felt so horny and bad, that she couldn't resist and take it of the chair. It not only smells like his aftershave, also after his body. She was so hot and horny she reached down her body and finally touched her pussy. She was dripping wet. Sophia loved and hated the feeling she had that moment. Let's go, she thought. Back in the bath, the shirt in her hand, she searched for her dildo. She placed the toy on the edge of the tube, one leg she put over and stand now half in the tube, half outside of it. The dildo placed directly under her dripping wet pussy. She lowered herself onto the toy. It slides in between her pussy lips deeper and deeper. She was feeling like a pornstar. Her perfectly formed thighs would be the stars of every homemade sextape. Sophia thought about it, but her smartphone was in her room and she didn't want to stop now. She had sex before, her ex-bf and she had made it several times. She lost her virginity to him, but he didn't make her come once. The only orgasm she had, was from playing with herself, and the one time at the sleepover where her best friend Laura licked her clit and didn't stop until she shivers and even squirted a little bit on lauras face. In that night, Sophia licked also her first pussy. It felt amazing, the taste was way better than the dick of her ex. Laura wasn't single since, so they couldn't repeat this event again. All the thoughts in her head made her even more horny. As she slides all the way down on her dildo, she gasps. 6"was longer than her ex, so she didn't have something this big inside her. It felt amazing, she was almost cumming, just from sliding down a dildo once. Her mind was out of this world, she was in ecstasy and began to ride the dildo. She sniffs at the shirt in her hand, and at this moment, she orgasms hard and with shivering thighs. Her whole body felt like it was boiling. She gushed a small stream of squirt on the edge, on the floor and even on the shirt. Sophia never felt this way before. She tries to stand up, but slips with the leg inside the tube and ram the dildo full force inside her. She let out a cry. Loud enough to be heard through the whole house, lucky she was home alone. Her pussy hurts a little, but it felt more amazing than the pain. This event made her head clear for a moment. She held still and listened, if there was a noise inside the house. Nothing. She stands up carefully, letting the dildo slip out of her and with it, she drippet long and slimy strings of pussyjuice down on the edge of the tube. The tube was full of water, right in time for her to lay in and let the thoughts inside her head settle. The water was the perfect temperature. Hot, relaxing and cozy. Cap 2 Sophia was warm, wet and felt a little to relaxed inside the tube to notice the tesla of Michael coming up to the house. Jason had football training till late in the evening. Grace was working late and get to pick up jason at 9pm. Michael could go from work a little earlier, so he can enjoy the weekend with his family. He pulled in the garage. A little tired from work and the cold weather he get inside the house. He would enjoy the time before Sophia should have come home. He strips his clothes right in the living room. All the clothes he tosses in the laundry room and walks around full naked. He headed to the kitchen, to drink something warm. He grabs the coffee pot, not warm and not cold coffee. He takes e sip, but that's not enough to warm his body. Taking a long, hot shower, that's the thing. So next he headed upstairs to his room. As he come in, he sees that his shirt isn't at his chair. Grace had clean the room, he thought. She is the best thing that could happen to him. His dream wife, short, just 160cm tall and petite. Her 50kg, perfectly divided up in her big boobs and her juicy ass. He lied on the bed, thinking of grace naked ass and pussy. His dick became hard, goes from 6" to 7" and even bigger. His dick matches his big arms and with his six pack, he looks like a pornstar. Between 8" and 9" inches, he didn't measure it up. Slowly stroking his boner, he laying on the bed and enjoys himself. At this moment, he hears water gushing in the bathroom. He gets up quickly and storms to the bath. Thinking of a leak in the water pipes or something. He pushes the door open, and freezes in the doorway. His eyes are on the pink dildo on the edge of the tube. His shirt is right beside it. Next, he looked in the tube, with his hot, naked and beautiful daughter inside it. At the same time as he spotted Sophia, she woke up from her light sleep and looked at the big, muscly man, standing right in front of her. She was in shock, but not because he was there, it was because of his reaging dick in front of her. "Oh shit sorry, i thought i was home alone and...." Michael began. "I heard some water. And i..." He noticed, that he was looking at the tits of his daughter. He blushed and wanted to turn away. Then he stops and stares at his shirt, right beneath the dildo. "What did you do here? Why do you have a toy and why is my shirt here??" "S..sorry daddy '' Sophia said " I didn't expect you to come home this early. I was having a bath, and since i know you adopted me, i had some thoughts and feelings about you...." Inside his head, the words he heard spin around. Sophia wasn't his biological daughter, he knew that. But since she began to become a beautiful, sexy woman he catches his thoughts about her long legs and sexy ass becoming more intense. Every time she walks around the house with just a bra and a slip, he and Grace discuss her becoming a woman. Even grace made comments about her perfekt round ass and how lucks e guy can be, to fuck her brain out. Grace wasn't as innocent as you can think when seeing her. She was a kinky little slut and loves all kind of nasty stuff. She was into roleplay with incest, but michael didn't took it to serious . Now, with his dick out and hard, standing above his daughter who said things like that, it becomes very real. "Daddy, please let me play with this enormous dick. Please daddy..." His dick pumped and become even harder and longer. This feeling was amazing. He standing there, with his nearly 10" dick in his hand. Sophia kneeled inside the tube and leaning forward. The dildo was right between her perfect tits. She gazed at his dick, never had seen it so close. She had seen it before, as Michael fucked her mom in the bedroom. They forgot to close the door and she could sneak up and peak through. He was ramming his dick down grace throat and she could take the whole! Sophia reached out and placed one hand on the tip of his penis. She made eye contact, he looks at her with lust. She could feel the feeling starts to rush through her whole body. Her tongue touches his tip, her hand stroking down his shaft. She felt so hot and horny. Her mouth opened, but the dick was so big, she barely could fit it inside her. He let out a gasp, the sign for her to start to give more. She began to suck his dick, pushes her head down. His dick touches her throat, her mouth began to water up and the blowjob began to become very sloppy. She takes the dick out and starts to stroke him with both hands. The look in his face told her, he was enjoying it. He had his eyes closed, so she looked at his body, his sixpack and down to his dick. With a hornines, she never felt before, she reached down and licked his balls. His reaction was a shiver, but at the same time he placed his hands on the side of her head. She knew what was coming, it was the same she saw in the bedroom with her mother. He placed her mouth on his tip, then pushes her slowly but with force down, till he hit her throat. She panicked a little, as she notice he's not gonna stop at this position. He pushes his dick right down, further inside her throat. She couldn't believe, it was possible, but he fit his whole dick inside her mouth. She felt strong gag reflex, her throat spasm and he pulls out his dick really fast. She puked out a watery, slimy fluid. All over his dick, his balls and on his shirt, who was laying right under her. Sophia reached after air, and Michael felt bad. "Sorry, honey, I'm so sorry. I didn't think that not everyone..." "Fuck my mouth daddy! Fuck it till i'm empty!" Sophia shouted. He couldn't believe it. His innocent little girl was a slut like his wife. Even a little more, his wife hadn't e gagreflex and dosn't puke at anytime he fucks her throat. Sophia began to suck his dick with force, she wanted to break the barriers of her throat by herself. She pushed her head on the hard dick, past the barrier and she gagged. This time she's not letting the dick out. With all her force she kept the dick down her throat. All she could think of, was that her father fucked her throat, and she wished for more. Sophia was working on his dick for at least 10 minutes, managed to puke just 3 times and kept his dick in her throat for several seconds. At least 2 orgasm shocked through her body, good that she was in the water with her pussy, she would made a mess in the whole bathroom. "I want more daddy, please give it to me!" Michael was short before cumming. He was lucky, Sophia stopped and made a break, so he could resist to cum. " i didn't thought that you had this feelings towards me. Stand up and show me your perfect ass." Sophia stud up, her wet legs were a bit shaky, but she turned around and stick her ass out. "Mhhh, you are so fucking beatiful. Now i know why Grace loves to go shopping underwear with you. Do you got your pussy eaten out before?" He couldn't believe he asked her this. "Yeah, laura did it once. She liked my clit and i came right on her face..." She said that with a bit of shame. What was her father think of her and Laura after this? "Thats fucking hot! I gonna show you what your mother likes the most." He started to go down. With his hands, he pulled her body towards him. On his knees, he began to lick up her pussy. The sweet taste of her drives him almost crazy. He exactly knows what he's doing. After nor even 5 minutes, she began to shake and a orgasm drives through her body. She became even wetter, even he thought this wasn't possible. But he has bearly even started. His tongue workt through her wet pussylips till he started to lick her teasty and clean asshole. Sophia was in shock. She never felt something before. She couldn't help and began to moan like the women in pornos. Michael was realy into it. He pushed his tongue inside her little hole. First it was realy hard to enter, but after a few seconds it loosens up and he entered her hole. Almost his whole tongue was inside her asshole. He fucked her slow, but every time he enters, he tried to go a bit deeper inside her. Her ass tasted almost sweet, and it drives him crazy. "You ever got your ass fucked?" "No daddy, i never even fucked a dick this big. I don't know if i can take it." "Don't worry honey, we have enought time till somebody comes home." He smiled as he said that. Without hesitate, he pushed one finger in her ass, slowly but with force. She was so wet from his licking, the finger slide inside without resistance. Her pussy was dripping wet. Michael licked up all her pussy juice while he had a finger inside her ass. "Lick it!" He pulled the finger out her ass and held his hand right in front of her face. Sophia didn't think twice and opened her mouth. The finger tasted weird. She realised it was the taste of her own ass. Just this thought made her so horny and hot for more. She slurped the finger as it was a icecream. He pushed one finger after another inside her mouth. With his other hand, he graped her neck and pulled her head towards him. He fingerfucked her mouth, deep until she gaged. Sophia struggle to breath, he pulled his hand back and she took a deep breath. Tears run down her face, but she smiled as she looked him in the eyes. "You are such a dirty little slut! I'm gona make you our personal fuckslave. Yeah you heard that right. Grace would have so much fun with you!" He kissed her right on her dirty, messy lips. Sophia couldn't belive it. Her parents wanted to have her as their sex slave. She never thought of somethin like that. All of her sexlife turnt about finding a new boyfriend. Now she wanted something total diffrent. "Please daddy, use me like the little slut i am! I will make everything for you!" Michael liked, what his daughter said. He placed his full of spit hand on her asshole. One finger, two fingers, even three fingers slide inside her and streched her asshole. Slowly to begin , he started to fucked her ass. As it becomes looser, he started to fasten the pace and fucks her hole faster and faster. She moaned louder and louder. He could feel that she was close to cumming again. His other hand slips in her dripping wet pussy, 4 fingers at once. The orgasm was so strong, sophia couldn't stand anymore. As her legs shivers from the ecstasy, she falls back. Michael catcht her, one hand in her asshole, the other slips out of her pussy and grabs her neck. He pulled her body toward himself. Presses her back to his sixpack. As she falls back, she felt her asshole stretched more and it hurts, like as she felt on the dildo before. His hand was so tight around neck, she couldn't scream. She gasped after air, and he loosens his grip. His 4 finger of his hand slips also inside her ass. It wasn't so hard as he thought. "Fuck my pussy daddy! Fuck it and finger my ass. I wanna cum on your dick!" "Grab the dildo, we gonna use it". His arm reaches around her body and grabs her on her pussy. Like a bowling ball he pushes 4 fingers inside her and lifts her up. The other hand grabs around her neck, he carried her out of the bathroom and in the bedroom. He throws her on the bed like a pupped. She lands on her back, her pussy pointed towards him. He grabs her legs and pulls her to the edge of the bed. His dick right above her stomach, reaching up to her bellybutton. "Give me the dildo." She handed him the pink toy. All she could think of was that she wants his dick inside her pussy. Not the dildo, she wants to feel him fill her up. To her luck, she feels the tip of the dildo on her asshole. He pushes it slowly inside her. She never had something inside herself, except the tongue of Michael. It hurts a little, but the feeling of lust was so much stronger than the pain. She felt the end of the dildo, the notch snaps and stays inside her ass. She already feels full and pleased. "I hope i'm not gonna rip you up." He winks at her and sees a bit of panik on her pretty face. "Don't worry honey, i make it slow and we gonna have fun." His tip was right on the entrance to her pussy. She was so wet, not even grace was so wet ever before without lube. He pushes himself inside her. Her eyes rolled back in her head. She cried out a loud, long moan. After just 5 inches, he stops because he didn't want to hurt her and pushes too far. He could feel, she was full of dildo and dick. Her body shivers and pushes against his dick. Another orgasm! He couldn't believe, she came straight away seven times as he counted. This one was so strong, it pushes the dildo out her ass. Her little asshole gaped, loosen from the play with his fingers and the toy. He grabs the toy. It was a little dirty, but that's what he wanted. He grabs the dildo and placed in her mouth. "Clean up the mess that you made! You gonna learn to be a really good slave, i know you gonna love it." Sophia loves the taste of her ass. It should be disgusting to lick her own brown mess from her dildo. But she loved it and couldn't get enough. She slurps the dildo up to the end. It didn't quite reach to break her throat barrier. But she loved it anyway. Michael looked at her, she loves it and he knows she gonna be so freaky as his wife. He pulls out the dildo, leans forward and begins to kiss her on her dirty lips. He loves her dirty smell. They make out like little teenager. His dick was almost full inside her. He began to hump her pussy slow, not want wo rush it. He loves the moment so much. "Please cum inside me! I want you to creampie me like the girls i saw in the porn." This was to much for him, he felt that he was cumming. With slow and lustfull trust he fucks her. As he cums, he pushes his dick all the way inside her and squirts his cum inside. He can feel her pussy contract on his dick as it massage out all his cum. He slowed down and stops. The look in her face told him she was happy and loved every moment of it. He pulls his dick out of her pussy, his cum slowly float out of her. He fast turns her around and sits on the floor. He placed his face between her legs and her pussy. He licks out his own cum out of her. She didn't thought it continued after the fucking. He deep inside her pussy, she was open from his dick and he could lick out all of his cum. It drives her crazy, it was one of the hottest things she ever witnessed. Michael stands up, walks around the bed and lays beside sophia. He pulls the blanket above them and she cuddles inside his arms. "This was amazing! I give you a little rest, but after this you have to clean up a mess you made in the bathroom. This time you do it naked, you have to go shopping with grace for the right outfit." Sophia couldn't believe the luck she had. Her life turns around 180° in the last hour. From the little innocent girl to a slutty slave, just because of some dick and her hornyness. She loved it.
The Warden’s Tale I have been Warden for eighteen years. The last three years of my employment have been the Warden at the United States Correctional Facility for Women at Femdea, California. Femdea is renowned as the largest women’s prison in the country, and also because it is the site of the only capital punishment facility for women in the Federal system. The prison contains the only gallows designed specifically for the multiple execution of female offenders. These executions are almost entirely for drug offenses under the Substance Control Act of 2010, although occasionally women are also executed for other crimes such as murder on Federal property, terrorist-related offenses, etc. I had always personally delighted in taking the responsibility of Warden and in charge of organizing and supervising executions under what is known as the Anti Narc Protocol. The ANP was first brought into use in mid-2012, when it became obvious that the normal method of death by lethal injection was inadequate, too time-consuming and too expensive to carry out between ten and twenty executions every week. The large number of executions was due to the Substance Control Act, which essentially provides the death penalty for any sale of prohibited narcotics except for marijuana, and also for the possession of fairly small amounts of drugs for any use, sale or personal. America finally decided to get serious about putting an end to drugs, and unlike any other capital punishment law in American history, the statute has been vigorously and speedily enforced. In the first few years there were at least a thousand executions at Femdea annually. Even though the drug scourge has now been largely eliminated in the United States, there will always remain a small number of people who simply don’t get the message, including women. Female executions are now down to between three and four hundred per year, and are expected to remain at that level for some time. In my own time at Femdea, the fewest number of women I ever saw hanged on one day was three, the largest number ten. The usual number of hangings on execution days nowadays is normally between five and eight women. With the ANP, this number is manageable. The legal appeals process takes about a year. Pardons and commutations are rare, although they do occur. When the prison warden is served notice that a death row inmate’s appeal has been rejected, she is scheduled for execution on morning a month from the day, unless that day falls on Christmas Day, the Fourth of July, or for some ironic reason, Valentine’s Day. (Who says prison administrators have no sense of humor?) The prisoner is brought to my office and informed that her appeal has been denied and her sentence will be duly carried out in one month time, that there is no further hope for legal intervention and she must compose herself for death. This where the crying and screaming usually occur, and there are trained psychological counselors available for the condemned woman. They’re good at their jobs, and this is why we have so few instances of women struggling or fighting when they are taken to the gallows. The prisoner is then removed to a holding cell on a long row of cells which runs parallel with the gallows platform. I need to describe the gallows itself. It is almost like a stage in an auditorium, a raised platform approximately forty feet long and twelve feet wide, supported by concrete pillars. The first year it was erected the warden of the time tried individual trap doors, but there were too many mechanical problems and delays, so Femdea switched to an older and simpler stepping-off system. In front of the platform are rows of folding chairs for witnesses. A single steel beam or girder with each end mounted in the concrete walls of the death house runs over the platform at a height of about fifteen feet. The girder is also supported by two concrete pillars near either end, and is further held up by steel suspension cables bolted into the roof. At intervals, heavy-duty steel U-bolts are bolted into the bottom of the beam, and the noosed ropes are attached to these bolts, threaded in manually by the set-up crew on execution morning. The beam is not exactly flush with the edge of the gallows platform. There is about three feet of clearance between the beam and the edge, so that when a condemned woman is suspended, she dangles in the air in front of the platform. The floor of the platform is covered in industrial carpet, except for rubber matting which runs from the ten step-off blocks, or tabourets to give them their ancient and correct name, to the door of each holding cell. The rubber matting is laid down because sometimes the condemned women actually urinate in terror at the sight of the waiting noose. (We keep a mop and bucket handy.) There is a peep hole on the door of each cell, but these remain shut until the prisoner is taken out to be hanged. The blocks are just that, large steel squares or pillars with a set of five steps leading up to them, with a carpeted top. The ropes are of seasoned manila hemp. The noose is of the British style with a heavy plastic D-ring instead of the usual American-style noose with the hangman’s knot. To be honest, this version won out because the execution team found it too much trouble and too time-consuming to tie the many nooses needed for multiple executions. One noose dangles in front of each block. The actual execution crew who carry out the hangings are all male corrections officers; female corrections officers are with each condemned woman in each holding cell, two per cell. At eight thirty on the morning of the execution, I enter the death house by the inside door (not from the gallows side) and goes from cell to cell along the inner corridor, reading each condemned woman her death warrant and asking if she has any last words to say, which are recorded by a stenographer. This is so the actual execution will go swiftly and efficiently. At eight forty-five, the official witnesses (no media) are allowed in. They are paid $50 per execution plus travel expenses and some of them turn up at hanging after hanging. At nine o’clock sharp, once all the nooses have been rigged, the warden comes out onto the gallows platform to observe, and I will give the signal to begin. The holding cells are numbered on the gallows side, one through ten. I slides back the peep hole slot on cell number one. One of the female guards on the inside unlocks the door and admits the Warden and two male guards from the execution team, thus making for a somewhat crowded cell. When the peephole slides open, the second female guard requests that the prisoner stand up. She is wearing a white hospital examination gown with only a single string tie at the back. When the execution team enters, the female guard requests that the prisoner turn around and face the wall. Ideally, from then on until the prisoner is dead, there is no more speech of any kind, although in practice sometimes it doesn’t work out that way. The female guard then unties the hospital gown and lets it fall to the floor. (Prisoners are executed in the nude supposedly because the added humiliation is to be part of their punishment, but frankly I have always thought it was so the mortuary team wouldn’t have to undress them and pull off dresses and underwear soaked with feces and urine.) The female guard draws the condemned woman’s wrists together behind her back, and one of the male guards handcuffs her. She is then led out the door, a few brief steps along the rubber mat, up the steps and onto the block, which is large enough for three people to stand on the top. She has a male guard on either side of her, holding her arms. The guard on her right reaches out with one hand and secures the noose. While the guard on the left holds both arms and steadies the prisoner, the one on the right slips the noose around her neck and cinches it under her jaw just below the right ear. He nods to the guard on the left. Each guard keeps one hand on the prisoner’s elbow, place their other hands on the prisoner’s upper back and lower back respectively, and without any word or further delay they “assist” her, as the official terminology says, off the block. They don’t actually push unless the prisoner is struggling. If the prisoner is quiet and resigned, as most are, they gently but insistently move her forward until she steps off the block. The condemned woman drops two to three feet and is suspended. The rope tightens and bites into her neck, there is a kind of “huuh!” from her as if she had received a sudden blow, her head is tilted forcibly upward and to the left at an angle, and then for anywhere from sixty seconds to fifteen minutes or more, she does the Dance of Death, which is always fascinating to watch. Every Dance is slightly different, as unique as a snowflake. Occasionally the prisoner’s neck is broken, but the idea that a broken neck causes instantaneous death on the gallows is a myth. You can tell the neck is broken because there are no major convulsions, but there is severe twitching and palpitating in the body and the hanging woman’s head rolls back and forth, sometimes blood coming from her mouth as she bites her tongue. I have seen this go on for six or seven minutes before death occurs. Usually, however, the drop does not break the neck, and death is by strangulation. After the drop the condemned woman usually kicks wildly on air for several minutes, which of course has the effect of making her swing freely like a pendulum, back and forth, the rope creaking. With the swinging of her body and the heaving of her chest as she tries to draw breath, her breasts jiggle and bounce enticingly. She writhes and twirls at the end of the rope, bobbing and gasping, eyes goggling in her head. Most hanged women attempt to do the “bunny hop,” trying to jump or draw themselves upward to take a little of the pressure off the noose and perhaps draw a gasp or two of air, and occasionally they succeed, although the resulting slight downward drop cinches the noose still tighter around their necks. Very occasionally a hanged woman is able to twist herself around and actually get her toes or feet back up on the block for a few seconds. In that case the guards, who have by now come down from the block and are standing on either side of it in order to prevent that very thing, push her feet off and set her swinging again. Generally speaking, although not always, the first wild convulsions and kicking dies down after a few minutes, and then comes the awful stretching, as the hanged woman’s toes seem to stretch down and her body arches, as she seeks some kind of floor beneath her to ease the agony of the rope. The swinging subsides somewhat and now she begins to turn more than swing, first to the right and then to the left. One of the most gripping of all experiences is to look into the eyes of a hanged woman who has reached this phase, because you can tell that she is entirely conscious still, suffering beyond imagination, that she knows perfectly well where she is and what is happening to her. Sometimes the prisoner makes small, odd gasping noises, although not always. After the stretching and turning comes the twitching or spasmodic phase, as the body itself begins to die. This is usually marked by the fluttering of the toes, quivering of the breasts, and jerking of the handcuffed wrists behind her back, and often her tongue lolls out of her head, a bright cyanosed blue almost like something out of a cartoon. The official finish is considered to be when bowels and bladder relax in death and a stream of feces and urine is released into a tile trough with drains that runs beneath the gallows. A guard with a hose quickly washes the excrement down the drain and standing on a stool and wearing latex gloves, he cleans the dangling body with an alcohol and disinfectant-soaked wash cloth. At this point death is presumed to have occurred, but in my experience it’s generally about thirty seconds after she shits. You can see the light go out in their eyes, like turning off a lamp. Now, as fascinating as it is watching a naked woman do the Dance of Death, while all of this is going on the guards are not just standing there observing. There are other women who must join their erring sister on the gallows. Once the actual physical struggle of the first executed woman has subsided and she has reached the turning as opposed to swinging stage, I go to cell number two and opens the peephole, the second condemned prisoner is stripped and cuffed and led out onto the platform and up onto the block, and the entire process is repeated. After she has somewhat calmed down on her rope comes cell number three’s turn, and so forth until all of Friday’s batch of condemned women are hanging in the air. It is not unknown, when there are less than five prisoners to be hanged, for all three or four of them to be dangling in a row and still active, or “fidgeting” as the term goes. Now that I have explained the process, I shall begin my tale. Being warden I am privileged with a substantial amount of power over the prisoners, which I must confess I have used for my own pleasure. The doomed women always fascinated me, I found it highly arousing when dealing with women who face certain death. So I used my position and power to build myself a harem of temporary women. I think it’s best I tell you in detail what I’m talking about. I’ve received files on five condemned women whom are all scheduled to dance on the noose. Margie, aged 24, was a “biker gal” and an out and out meth dealer. Julia, aged 28, was a single mother who had tried to make some extra cash selling coke and got the gallows instead, Naima, aged 20, was a tall, elegant looking light-skinned black girl who had the wrong boyfriend and possibly took some satisfaction in the fact that he had already swung in Marion Penitentiary before she kept her own date with the noose. Mei Ling, age unknown but young, was an illegal Chinese immigrant who tried to pay for her entry into America by running some heroin in from the Hong Kong Triads. Finally, there was Audrey, aged thirty-something, a voluptuous former ace TV reporter and anchorwoman who simply wasn’t able to get it through her head that when it came to her personal cocaine habit, no means no and yes, even for media personalities, hang means hang. I reviewed each file carefully and make sure their medical check up comes back clean, I visited each of the women and inform them of the court’s decision and allow them a day to process the news. Then I start my routine. First up was Maggie, she was a blond, her hair was cut short and her body had several intricate biker tattoos, including the standard barbed wire around the bicep. She was a pretty girl but as a dealer dipped into her own stash and now, she needed another hit. I arranged it for her, she was brought to the infirmary and administered a similar compound, she was in a euphoric state as she began undressing. As her overall fell I saw her nude body, she had good firm breasts, not huge but very well formed. A skinny girl, with youthful skin, the drugs are doing damage to her youthful body, but it hasn’t taken it toll. She took my cock in her mouth and started to suck. She was a good cock sucker, no doubt she done this before. She looked upped at me witch grateful eyes, I was after all making the days to her inevitable death bearable. I was hard as rock when I pulled her up and placed her on the patient bed and rammed my rock-hard cock into her pussy. She was already wet already, being 24 her pussy received my cock easily. She was tight and wet as my cock slipped in and out. She moaned in extasy as the drugs in he system must have sent euphoria through her brains. Grabbing her firm breasts, I couldn’t hold much longer and climaxed into her waiting pussy. As I pulled out, sticky white liquid slowly dripped out of her pussy. She giggled as she ran her fingers down to her crouch and returned her fingers with the cum back to her mouth sucking it. “What a waste of a good fuck I thought to myself, but then the way this junky bitch was going at it, she’s going to be unfuckably ugly soon.” I thought to my self as I was getting dressed. She was led back to her cell without a shower, I wanted her to hold my cum for the night, my present for her. I gave her a hit every few days before her time was up, she was grateful every time. Julia was my favorite in this group because I found her the most attractive. She had a little boy whom she hasn’t seen since her arrest and agreed readily to my demands if I allowed phone calls between them and even teased her with possible visits, though that was never going to happen. I had her brought to my office where I have a bed room with a king-size bed. As she undressed facing away from me I saw her body was a little plump, but shapely, she was a redhead, and her back and her buttocks were powdered with freckles. She turned around and I saw a full-figured woman, heavy but not fat, perfectly proportioned, with two of the most magnificent knockers I had ever seen and a fiery red bush. She had a C-section scar above her crouch, “at least her pussy will be tight.” I thought to myself She had her eyes down casted, she was blushing and quite nervous which turned me on even more. “look at me” I said with a stern voice. She looked upped, I can see she was trembling a bit. “How many men have you been with?” She again looked down and tried to cover her nakedness with her hands, her action only pushed her large breast up forming a large cleavage which delighted me. “Only with the father of my son, and he left us.” She said with a voice that is barely a whisper, “When can I talk to my boy, if I do this you promise you will..” I cut her off, “Yes, yes of course. You will get 30 minutes tonight after this. Now lets begging.” I took her by the hand and led her to the bed. She laid down and I put my hands on her thighs, she spread her legs on que. I massaged her inner thighs with my hands and my tongue explored her nether region. She moaned and put her hands on my head as her pussy juice started to flow. I had to get her into the mood as she was an late 20s and nervous. I played with her large beautiful breasts for ages before letting her suck me. She wasn’t very experienced at it as she did tell the truth of her lacking in sexual partners. But that furthered my desire for her, I was the last cock she will have in this world. Our love making was slow at first, as my cock slid in and out of her wet pussy. She felt marvelous beneath me, and soon I couldn’t hold back and came inside her. She didn’t notice as I didn’t stop fucking her, my cock was still hard from me being so horny. I rolled with her on the bed and she is now riding me, I thrusted up with her and watched her breasts bounce. She rode faster and faster when I shot a second load into her. It was pure extasy for me. She had a look of surprise “did you cum inside me?” she tried to roll off but I grabbed her and pulled her to me. “Are you worried about being pregnant?” as I brought her to my eye level. Her eyes her look of distress suddenly turned to anguish as she realized she didn’t have that long to worry about such things. I held her feeling her breast against my body and my cum slowly leaking out of her pussy and on to my balls. “You were wonderful Julia, I have the cell ready for you to talk to your son. But there’s one last thing you need to do, there are juices from our union down there. Clean it up with your mouth and let me see you swallow it.” Her eyes lit up from shock, she had obviously never done this before. My gaze did not falter and she realized she had to do it to get what she wants. She slowly climbed off me while her hands covered her nethers to prevent further leakage. After going in the a kneeling position she slowly and with great reluctance licked the cum off my cock and balls. The feeling was great, her warm tongue on my skin was something I will never forget. Afterward I contacted child protective services and arranged a 30 min session of her with her son. I rested and watched her still nude on my bed talking on the phone. When the time was up she struggled to hang up the phone, but with a firm gesture I took the phone away. With tears in her eyes she walked to the bathroom and turned on the shower. I walked in after her, “do you want to speak to him again?” She looked at me and nodded. I simply smiled and walked into the shower with her. No word was spoken and I guided her hands to my half erect cock. She knew what needed to be done and on her knees she went and began sucking. When I was ready I pull her up and lifted up one of her legs and rammed my cock in her pussy. As I started to fuck her I moved my face in to kiss her. She turned her face not wanting to kiss me. Grabbing her face with my hand and making her eyes meet mine I can feel her resistant fade and she closed her eyes as I kissed her. For my part I was passionate as I was very attracted to this woman. Foundling her breasts as I increased my tempo of thrusts until I grunted and sent another stream of hot cum into her canals. No doubt she would have been pregnant that night, but we would never know. After the shower I sent her back to her cell. I would fuck her the most of all the girls and once a week would arrange a 30 min call for her. Now for Naima, aged 20, was a tall, elegant looking light-skinned black girl. She was young and very good looking, but her poor choice of male companions landed her here. Unfortunately though I was taken by her looks, her attitude left little to be desired. I tried various ways to entice her but she would have none of it, even threatening me if I laid my hands on her. I could only see her naked body during the physical exams and shower. Her caramel-colored body was long and lean and lithe, her breasts were high and perky. Her pubic hairs were nice and trimmed. I could only lust after them for now, but I will take my lust out on Julia or Maggie if I am in the mood. Next I went to Mei Ling, age unknown she was young looking, I don’t think she was even 18 but Asians look young. She was an illegal Chinese immigrant who tried to pay for her entry into America by running some heroin in from the Hong Kong Triads. She didn’t speak English and her public defender simply turned over an guilty plea. Only later did the department of justice bring in a translator and I can only hope communicated what had happened, by that time it was too late. A half ass appeal later she was under my supervision until her untimely date with the noose. She was in isolation simply because we had no way of communicating with her. I had a good look at her during the doctoral examination, skinny girl with shoulder length hair. She had a very young-looking face with B size breasts that were perky and supple. She had a large dark bush as many Asian women don’t shave, and a nice little round butt. I had prepared for our meeting, using google translate I roughly printed out a message which conveyed something along the line of, she was condemned to death but she may be pardoned by me if she would perform any and all sexual request from me for a month. It was a blatant lie I know, but from my understanding men of power abuse their position regularly where she is from and it’s simple understanding that I can abuse such power to grant her life if she was willing do these things. She looked from the paper to me and simply nodded speaking in Chinese that I couldn’t understand. I smiled and motioned for her to undress as I stepped out and dismissed the guard standing outside for 60 minutes. He locked me inside with Mei Ling, I faced the door until I hear the guards footsteps fade. Then turning I see Mei Ling was naked and laying in bed looking stiff and scared. I walked up to the bed while taking off my pants and underware, next to the bed I pointed to my cock then pointed to her mouth. She looked confused at first, then slowly using her hands she massaged my cock while using the tip of her tongue licking it. It was a common mistake that a girl never gave a blow job before would make. That made me smile, could she be a virgin? Am I that lucky? This went on for several minutes before I grabbed her head and thrusted my cock into her mouth. She gagged in response and a teeth made my cock uncomfortable. Letting her go she recoiled back on the bed gagging. I grabbed her hair and pulled her back up, “no” staring into her tearing eyes sternly. Slowly moving her head back towards my cock, this time she opened her mouth and took the tip of my cock in. Slowly she sucked on it like a popsicle. Slowly I try thrusting a little deeper, at first she resisted but I kept slowly thrusting and I got at least half way in. Getting turned on by this girls lack of experience I pushed her on to the bed and spread her legs. Looking at her bush I didn’t want to wade through that jungle and just spread her pussy lips and roughly entered her. She was amazingly tight and surprisingly wet. Being a very young girl no more than 18 but I think she was even younger; her pussy can get wet very easily. Unfortunately, I found no obstruction, so someone else had already destroyed her hymen. No big deal, she was trafficked after all, she probably lost her virginity to the traffickers, I know I would have if a girl like her fell into my lap, extra tax for the journey. She did not closed her eyes as I thrusted into her, the feeling was amazing, if you ever had pussy in high school you would know what I’m talking about. Grabbing and licking her supple breasts I shot hot loads into her. As I grunted savagely like an animal she began to push me off her but I was too strong and held her at bay staying inside her. She must be reacting to me cumming inside her, I grabbed her throat and she stopped struggling. Looking into my eyes she knew she could do nothing and promptly stopped struggling. Pregnancy is the least of her worries. We laid there with me still rock hard inside her, I was still horny and I flip her around on all fours. Her pussy may not had been a virgin but that ass hole’s virginity was all mine. I pulled out of her pussy cock slippery with cum, reaching down I started to spread her butt cheeks. She immediately tried to turn around and I grabbed her neck from behind. She was weeping by now, saying things that I can’t understand. But I think she was pleading with me. When she stopped resisting, I moved my other hand and guided my cock towards her back entrance. She stiffens as the tip of my cock rammed home, as I pushed she cried out. I would have liked to think from pleasure but it’s more likely from pain. That was a tight asshole I drilled, the thought of me being the only cock that would ever enter this ass hole made me lust for her more. After a brief but brutal rape of that virgin ass I shot more cum into her bowels. I would enjoy her body several more times before the end. She went on to the end thinking I would free her, poor stupid thing, well at least you were a great sex toy for me. Audrey the TV reporter with a cocaine habit that finally caught up with her. While Audrey was proud she feared death even more. I dangled a governor’s pardon in front of her face and she readily accepted any terms I set. While it is public knowledge that the current governor is my good friend from college I would not call in a favor for a piece of pussy, but she didn’t know that. When she arrived at my bedroom she found the big screen in front of the bed playing old clips of her reporting and the same outfit she was wearing lay folded on a chair next to the bed. “put it on Audrey.” I said to her sitting on the bed admiring the beautiful woman on TV. “Oh you pervert, fine lets get this over with.” Audrey rolled her eyes and took off her prison overalls. Her body white as marble, long black hair and green eyes, and finely sculpted silicone-enhanced breasts with implants she had made her network pay for. Dark triangular bush, an incongruous pair of horn-rimmed spectacles on her face. She put on her blouse and skirt with on bra or panties. I got up out of the bed naked and walked up to her. Grabbing her silky black hair I kissed her passionately and she actually kissed me back. “I always fantasized fucking you on the job.” I smiled. Her smirk did not betray her thoughts, she is a veteran for sure, how many sources and superiors did you fuck for your stories and promotions? Without any prompt she dropped down and started suck my cock. She was an expert, taking my cock all the way in and out making gurgling noises and moaning at the same time. She looked up at me with her sultry eyes through her glasses and I just couldn’t take it and shot my load. She smiles up at me and held the tip of my cock as streams of hot cum entered her mouth. When my cock stopped pulsating she release and opened her mouth revealing the cum pooling there. Never taking her gaze off me she closes her mouth and swallowed. The next time she smiled her mouth was empty. She walked to the bed and poured her self some brandy then laid down on the bed. I walked to her and laid down next to her. She was a wonderful cuddler, running her hand through my hair, played with my hair. I founded her large fake breasts through her blouse, they were very well made. She unbuttoned the blouse and let them loose, they were the most perfect I’ve ever seen. I finally understood how she rose so fast at her network, what executive can resist her? I slowly became hard again playing with her, she smiled and put down her glass. But this time I pushed her down and mounted her. She was surprising tight for a woman her age, I fucked her slowly at first. She looked up at me hiking her skirt up so its easier for me then pushing her breasts together with her open blouse. “Look at that sexy elegant woman on the tv baby, did you fantasize about fucking her? Opening up her blouse? Sucking her on beautiful breasts? Emm yes you are fucking her now, she is all yours baby.” Her words and eye contact made me horny and I fucked her as fast and hard as I could, soon I feel my cock shuttering cum into her waiting pussy. I held her for a long time after. In the month following I would fuck her at least twice a week and every time she asked about her pardon I told I’ve already sent the request to my friend. By the time she realized she had been doped she only had 3 days left. She raged and raved threatening me that she will go to her network or sue me or tell everyone about what I did. I simply said you are a lowly convict condemned to die and have no more contact with the outside world not even with a lawyer because the time for appeals has long past. Her emotional out burst eventually died down, I think she accepted her fate. The day of the execution inevitably arrived. The five condemned women again were, Margie my junkie slut, aged 24, was a “biker gal” and an out and out meth dealer. Julia my mistress of the month, aged 28, was a single mother who had tried to make some extra cash selling coke and got the gallows instead, Naima the bitch, aged 20, was a tall, elegant looking light-skinned black girl who had the wrong boyfriend and possibly took some satisfaction in the fact that he had swung in Marion Penitentiary the week before she kept her own date with the noose. Mei Ling my sex toy, age unknown but young, was an illegal Chinese immigrant who tried to pay for her entry into America by running some heroin in from the Hong Kong Triads. Finally there was Audrey, aged thirty-something, a voluptuous former ace TV reporter and anchorwoman who simply wasn’t able to get it through her head that when it came to her personal cocaine habit, no means no and yes, even for media personalities, hang means hang. I have to admit that I was anxious and a little sad. I was anxious to see their death dance which I found highly erotic and I was sad to see my concubines go. But I had a job to do, so now I was worried that one of the guards would do something foolish like have a rope break on a girl, or push a girl off the block but forget to put the rope around her beck, or otherwise screw up. But I really needn’t have been concerned because the hangings went off like clockwork. I followed the guards for the first two executions, Margie my little junkie slut and Julia my favorite cum receiver of the month. You should bear in mind that until the door opened, the guards hadn’t even seen either of these women I had been fucking for a month. Like I said, that’s a pretty crowded cell with six people in it, and so since I entered the cell after the guards I didn’t see Margie until her hands were already cuffed behind her and she turned around, naked. I saw her body with the intricate biker tattoos, including the standard barbed wire around the bicep. Her short blonde hair freshly washed, and those good firm breasts, not huge but very well formed. She looked direct at me with those blue eyes, at first with a pleading look, but then turned calm and emotionless. She hoped for one more fuck or any sexual favor that I could keep her from her fate but then understood that she was about to be hanged, there was nothing she or I could do about it, and so why kick up a fuss? The female guard led her forward, as she passed me she didn’t even turn her head to look at me. I followed behind the guards and when she stepped out onto the platform I stopped on the platform to the right of her, and the guards took her arms. Margie walked calmly and steadily to the block and climbed the stairs up onto it, regarding the noose in front of her with no expression in her face at all. One of the guards reached over and quickly slipped the noose over her head and around her neck, cinching it under her right ear. She turned her head to look at me briefly saying goodbye with her eyes and thanking me for keeping her comfortable with the drugs I assume. Then turning back and in a calm voice she said simply, “I’ll do it.” Without an assist from the guards she calmly stepped into space, dropped, stopped, and swung. Margie’s legs splayed a bit as she began to kick, and I noticed her tongue came out immediately. She seemed to be grunting as her white, tattooed body twisted and twirled at the end of the rope, over and over, “Uh…uh…uh…” She beat her cuffed hands against the small of her back, twisting them until her wrists bled. After a minute or so she tried “bunny hopping” to catch a breath, and that kept up for a good two minutes, her tits flopping and bouncing merrily, I was beginning to get aroused, shifting my legs trying to hide my beginning erection. Then she resumed kicking for a time and then suddenly she sagged and began to twitch. “goodbye junkie slut” I thought as she twitched. “All right,” I said quietly. “Let’s do number two.” Turning I led the guards back to the cell doors and opened the peephole on the second cell. Julia had her face to the wall and the female guard was just untying her hospital gown and letting it fall when I entered the cell. I watched the guard do the cuffing. He stepped up behind her with the cuffs, the female guard gently brought her arms behind her back, and he snapped the steel over her wrists. Her hands were a little plump, but shapely, and her lush red hair was permed flawlessly (She wanted to look good on the day), and her back and her buttocks were powdered with freckles which I had enjoyed touching so much. She turned around and I saw the full-figured woman, heavy but not fat, perfectly proportioned, with two of the most magnificent knockers that I sucked on a founded for the last month. Her fiery red bush was gone, I made her shave it after our first encounter. I looked at her and smiled knowing just 2 hours ago we had our last session and she will be carrying the load I put in her pussy and the load she swallowed to eternity. But she did not share my enthusiasm, her face was stunned, like a deer in the headlights, and I notice that her whole body was glistening with sweat, the acrid sweat of fear. She finally looked at me and I nodded to her, seeing her eyes relax a bit tells me she still believe in my lie about making sure her boy will not be in the system and will be taken care of, sorry Julia, I only wanted your body and now its gone there’s no more value left. Julia didn’t say anything as they led her out. She faltered briefly when she saw the noose, and walked up the steps slowly but on her own. I looked over and I saw that Margie was still alive, swinging slowly, her legs weaving drunkenly and her toes straining for a floor they would never feel again. (As an aside, I am sometimes asked how the women who are last in line for execution react when they step out onto the gallows and they see four or five or more other naked female bodies dangling on ropes, some of them still kicking and writhing and strangling. My answer to that may sound odd, but it’s true: they almost never look down the row, because their own noose is in front of them and that’s all they see. They’re fascinated by it. The few times I have seen a condemned woman look at those who were hanged before her, it’s like they don’t take it in. Their eyes turn back to their own noose.) The guard slipped the noose over Julia’s head and closed it under her right ear. She didn’t look at me, but instead closed her eyes and started drawing in deep, deep breath after breath, quickly, hyperventilating almost, trying to suck as much air and oxygen into her body as possible. I’ve noticed that a lot of women on the gallows do this. It’s not a good idea, because it simply prolongs the agony, but I suppose it’s almost instinctive when you know your breath is about to be choked off forever. The guards put their hands on Julia’s back and gently propelled her forward. She balked and I thought for a moment she was going to start struggling, but the guard resumed the pressure on her back, and this time she let herself move forward until she dropped. Her tits were large enough so that even from behind I could see them flop as she plunged and the rope snapped and creaked and she was suspended. Julia’s head started rolling back and forth immediately, but unlike Margie whose tongue had protruded instantly, Julia’s teeth were clenched and her face was a twisted rictus of pain. Her neck was thick and her body heavy, and you could see the rope biting into it, burning itself into her flesh. Her legs kicked frantically and her cuffed hands behind her back clenched and unclenched repeatedly, twisting and turning to try and get out of the cuffs so she could grab the rope. Julia did the “scissors” for a bit, straightened legs going back and forth like scissors. Then she bunny-hopped for possibly a minute, trying to draw at least one gasping breath, without success. Her fine breasts bounced and jiggled like Jello. Back and forth she swung like a pendulum, first scissoring, then bunny-hopping and doing what is called the “staircase,” bending and kicking her legs like she was trying to climb an invisible stair. (This is also sometimes called the “bicycle.”) She started to urinate as a trickle of liquid came from her pussy running down her legs, if anyone was paying close attention you can see some it was a little thicker and stuck to her legs. Seeing my cum dripping down her legs for the last time I was rock hard, luckily all the guards were facing away from me. She grew weaker and weaker before settling down after maybe five minutes into a long, slow writhe of agony, her body twirling slowly on the rope. I had to fight the urge to grab a feel of her breast then and there, but I had to stay professional. “Okay, she’s well on her way,” said I said to the guards. “You two can stand easy now, just keep an eye on your two ladies and make a note of the time when they shit. Wait, there goes one now.” I heard a kind of splattering and saw that urine and a stream of loose bowel movement were running down Margie’s legs. I jotted down the time in my notebook. “Number one danced at 9:02, crapped out at 9:14. Okay, time for number three.” For the rest of the execution I did not go cell to cell and just observed, I made a note when Julia voided her bowels at 9:23 A.M. Naima was led out, naked and cuffed and staring, her high-breasted, caramel-colored body long and lean and lithe and also covered with the sweat of fear. She stared at the noose before her in pure horror. The guard flipped it expertly over her head and drew her long curling black hair through it before fitting it nice and snug under her chin. She said nothing until she was slid into space, but I have to say that Naima performed one of the most exuberant and exciting Dances of Death I’ve ever witnessed. I have seen few hanged women fight for life as long and as hard as that black girl did. She twirled and kicked and lunged and leaped on the rope, her legs scissoring at incredible speed, then launching into lashing kicks, then climbing the stairs. Her breasts were doing things most exotic dancers only dream of. It was obvious from the way her bulging eyes kept looking at the block that Naima wanted to get back onto it so she could draw at least one more breath of life, and twice she actually managed it for a second or so, until the guard pushed her feet off and set her swinging again. She danced at full throttle for almost ten full minutes, bunny-hopping and I think actually managing to get a little air into her tortured lungs, before she finally relaxed and drooped and turned silent at the end of the rope. Unconscious, but not dead. Naima didn’t actually empty her bowels and bladder until almost twenty minutes after she was suspended. Then came Mei Ling my little sex toy. She was chattering in Chinese obviously confused as to what was happening. She looked frantically around looking for something or someone, me to save her. When she realized that no savior would come she started to cry and pleaded for mercy no doubt, unfortunately for her no one understood what she was saying nor did they care. Her supple B cup breasts quivered as she cried every step of the way to the platform. She tried to resist the whole way kicking and screaming. It took both of the guards to get the noose on her and ready her. When the time came I purposely coughed loudly and she turned her head towards me. The shock on her face was priceless but before she can beg or curse the guards pushed her off and what ever was coming out of her mouth was cut off suddenly with a “huhhh” as the rope bit into her neck. She struggled violently, thrashing about trying to speak. She began to gurgled and her mouth foamed with saliva. She was the first I would see do what we call the “chair”, drawing her knees up almost parallel with her waist and letting them hang there for many seconds, almost like she was sitting in a chair. Her pert young breasts quivered, and poured with sweat while she bunny-hopped for breath and then scissored for a minute at a time before trying another bunny hop or two. But it was not to last, her eye became less focused and her tongue slid out of her mouth and I saw that light I mentioned slowly go out in her eyes. Her head still rolled and drool bubbled from her mouth. I could hear her gasping for the last minute or so of her life, and then came the trickle and plop and smell of her bowels and bladder emptying out. Last but not least there was Audrey. I heard her say from the cell, “No, please, leave them on. I want to see.” So she stepped out naked and cuffed except for her eyeglasses, which were riveted on the noose in front of her. Her perfect enhanced breast bounced perfectly as she walked out, her skin smooth and that silky black hair. She was perfect for her last day. She never looked at me as she was led up onto the block. The right hand guard took the glasses off her face and tossed them to me, reached out and took the noose, and as he tried to slip it over her head Audrey began to struggle. She didn’t scream or say anything, but simply jerked her head back and forth, trying to avoid the noose falling down around her neck. The left-hand guard, who had met this tactic before, reached up and grabbed Audrey’s hair and pulled her head back sharply. The right hand guard slipped the noose around her neck and then pulled her hair forward and out of the noose so it wouldn’t interfere with the constriction, and cinched it tight. Then they eased Audrey’s body forward and she stumbled off the block and swung into the air. Audrey’s death I actually made a few notes on, and it’s fairly typical. She kicked full force for approximately ninety seconds, then twirled a bit, then bunny-hopped as she swung back and forth for possibly a minute. Then she climbed the stair for about thirty seconds, then more twirling, then she scissored for about a minute, then more bunny-hopping for another minute. Her breasts bounced and wobbled and her chest heaved. Her head was at a sharp angle, her eyes goggling but still conscious and perceiving, and her tongue partly protruded but still pink. There was frantic tearing at her cuff-confined wrists, with bleeding, and I noticed the same convulsive thumping of her bound hands into the small of Audrey’s back that I had noticed when I hanged Margie. In the sixth minute her twisting and turning seems to have gotten her a brief moment or two where she could breathe a little. I distinctly heard Audrey gasping. In minute seven the scissoring began again, then she climbed the stair again for not quite the full minute, and then the quivering and twitching began, accompanied by rolling of the head and foaming from the mouth. From about the ninth minute on she mostly hung still and swung only slightly, but Audrey’s eyes were still conscious and followed us as we moved on the platform. In minute twelve there was a brief, weak spasm of kicking—I noticed that she had actually painted her toenails before walking onto the gallows—followed by an odd sounding series of long, gulping gasps that drew no air. Her tongue now rolled out fully and it was blue from lack of oxygen. Even if she had been cut down at that moment she would almost certainly have been brain dead. Then she was quiet until minute fifteen when she gurgled and jerked and then shit and pissed. Her eye-light went out about a minute later, and Audrey was dead. The prison doctor stood on his stool and put his stethoscope on the no longer quivering breasts of each woman, and pronounced them all dead. I ordered the guards to escort the witnesses out of the execution chamber and went off to the chow hall for breakfast. The bodies of the condemned women would be left hanging from the gallows for 15 minutes before the morgue staff come for them. I stayed behind admiring each of their bodies, with everyone out of the chamber I took my phone and started to snap pictures of each of them. I like to look at them to get me excited before I go to fuck another doomed woman. After 15 minutes the morgue staff arrived, I supervised them spraying the bodies to wash them and lowering them down on stretchers. Then the bodies are transported to the morgue. Now each woman was placed on a separate table in the morgue. After the bodies are placed I allow the morgue staff a 2 hour lunch before processing. When they are gone I am finally alone with all 5 ladies. I walk from body to body taking pictures and foundling them. Maggie had her eyes closed with her tongue out, I kissed her tasting her tongue while my hand felt her wet pussy wet with urine, “we had fun, little junkie slut.” Julia’s vacant death stare and gritted teeth greeted me on the next table. I grabbed her magnificent large breasts and sucked on her erect nipples (all the girls nipples were erect from being strangled). “Oh I could have married you, I could have looked forward to these tits every night.” Mei Ling’s face was distorted with fear and shock and foamed with saliva. I slide 2 fingers in her pussy, “such a waste of a perfect sex slave.” Audrey’s eyes rolled upwards and I could only see the whites of her eyes, I placed her glasses back on her face and sucked on her tongue tasting her. Rubbing her breasts I tried to appreciate such a flawless woman. “Well you were my best fuck and I became your last fuck” Finally I came to Naima, her eyes were wide open as she fought so desperately for her life. I ran my hands over her ebony skin feeling her breasts. “Well, bitch I couldn’t fuck you in life. But now you are mine. In the end I am going to be the last cock you will ever have.” With that I go the end of the table and grabbed her legs. I pulled her to the edge of the table and placed her legs in the holders, raising the holders her legs became suspended in air making a perfect V. applying some lube into her pussy I rammed my cock in. She was still warm and rigor has not set in as I fucked her lifeless body. My hands roamed her body grabbing her breasts, nipples so erect gave the illusion of her being horny too. Lifting her head so her dead staring eyes looked at me giving me the feeling she was making eye contact. Her body jiggled with each of my thrust and soon I shot hot cum into her cooling pussy. Dropping her head with a thud, I slapped her twice across her dead face. With the last girl conquered I rested for a bit and foundled each girl until I was horny again. With only one last fuck in me I made love to Julia. I was gentle and because of the other fuck sessions before I lasted a long time. Her pussy was already lubbed from her urine and my cum from early so it made our necro lovemaking very smooth. I took out my phone and filmed her breasts motion as I fucked her. In the end I came one last time into this lovely creature. After place each body back the way they were I kissed Julia one last time and walked out. The bodies of the prisoners were processed according to protocol. The kin of the deceased needed to finish paper work no later than 3 days before the execution or the body would be processed by the state. Maggie’s next of kin never bothered with the paperwork (great junkies they were), So I sold her to a wealthy benefactor who liked fresh dead woman. Officially she was cremated. Julia was released to her parents and buried. I attended the funeral. Mei Ling with no known next of kin was cremated at the prison and she ended up in the land fill with all the other cremated inmates. Naima’s paperwork was “lost” and she ended up in the same land fill. Her family tried to sue the state but since there was not evidence of any paperwork the case was dropped. Audrey’s body was auctioned at a exclusive club 5 hours after her death. Officially she was cremated and her ashes were spread over California where she was born.
Read part [01] to get the full effect That evening, my daughter, Lynn and me had some time together and we made some casual talk. I asked her what was her plans for the night and she told me that she had a date with her boyfriend, John and his friend. Well, not exactly closed boyfriend but just her regular fuck buddy who had taken her cherry. She asked me to tag along as she playfully whispered that her daddy would never get to know it, which of cause was referring to my husband! Since I got nothing better to do and at the same time wanted to see who those guys were as I had not met her boyfriend before, I happily went along. When they reached the outside of the female dorm, she went out to meet them alone since I happened to be in the restroom changing. I put on a simple summer dress with totally nothing beneath. No bra and panties as I was well prepared to get laid as I knew my daughter was planing something fun for both of us. I went out and saw them from a distance as they were hanging around one of the guy's car. At once, I knew it was them! Shit! Of all the guys, it had to be them! One was white while the other was black and from their voices, I instantly recognized it was the same two guys whom I had sucked and fucked that afternoon! I got cold feet and feared that they might know who I was. My daughter waved to me and asked me to hurry. I hesitated and dragged my feet along. All eyes seemed to be on me and she told them I was her mum and they were kind of taken aback. I feared for the worse too until the black guy said, "Wow! Why didn't you tell us that your mum is such a sexy lady!" The two guys seemed to be undressing me by their obvious look. Luckily, neither of them realised who I was as I did not say a single word during our afternoon glory hole session. Not even my moaning as I had covered my mouth when I was being fucked by them as I did not to give myself away. I felt relieved and glad and hopped onto the car, sitting behind with the white guy, Tom while my daughter and her so-called boyfriend in front. They did not seem to be able to wait as the moment he started the car, she was already grabbing and playing with his cock as my she whispered back to me, "Mum, you wanna see John's cock? Isn't he beautiful?" I leaned forward to see it and his cock was already exposed and growing in her hand. And yes, that was the same black cock that made me came several times earlier on! It made me flashed back and I felt so guilty and funny that I had fucked my daughter's boyfriend without knowing it. As I was leaning forward to see his cock, my ass was lifted off the back seat slightly and suddenly, I felt a hand groping my bare ass. I lifted my bum higher to give him a better access and at once, he got the signal and pushed one finger inside me. Oh no, I could not control it as it felt good to be touch like this. I was being finger-fucked by him while looking at my daughter popping her head up and down, sucking on her boyfriend's cock. Since Tom found out that I did not wear any panties, he knew I was gamed for it too. so he just whipped his cock out, pulled me back and pressed my head down to his cock and on reflex, I just took his cock into mouth and sucked it good. John quickly drove to a deserted park and stopped his car. The guys could not control any longer and wanted more action. They were pretty direct and crude in their teenage way of slang conversations. John said to my daughter, "I would love to fuck your mum first and my friend will fuck you, ok?" Lynn said, "Sure, that will be great since he have not fucked me before and I'm sure my mum would be dying to try you too!" I did not say a word but just to watch them arranged whatever that was fine by me too. Anyway, I had already fucked both of them, so it did not matter who was gonna be first. John came behind to be with me while they both went outside and fucked beside the car. Since I was wearing a dress, it was easy. He had both my legs spread backwards till both my knees were touching my cheeks while my high heel shoes were hitting on the side windows! He went down on me and had me cum with his tongue. He made me so wet till I wanted be fucked on and on! The next moment, he said, "I'm sure you will be a good fuck, just like your daughter!" And I felt his cock entering me without any delay and kept pumping me with his hard, long cock! Well, since I could not beat them, I just joined them! And I replied, "I will be a great fuck. Better than my daughter!" And we both had a good laugh! John pushed the door opened, where my head was. I could hear the loud moan of my daughter being fucked from behind. I tilted my head back and I could see so clearly of Tom's cock sliding in and out of her pussy as they were situated just next to the door. This two guys were literally taking us as their mum and daughter team playmates but not that I care nor mind. While I was in such a heated passion from being fucked by John, Tom suddenly pulled his cock out of her pussy and shafted it into my mouth. I was taken aback and it was totally unexpected! I heard my daughter urging him on. She said, "Mum, suck his cock too. You look so cute now1 Hehe! Love to see you enjoying yourself!" And at that moment, I came again with two cocks in me! I knew I would not be satisfied with only one cock anymore! I needed more! John kept up the pace and fucked me furiously and he finally pulled out and cum all over my face while Tom came over her face too. Both our faces were totally messed up with their sticky glue! We both looked at each other and have a good laugh over it. We all rested, smoked and talked, anything under the sky but mostly sexual anyway! And all that sexy talk made them hard again in just a short while. Tom said, "Lynn, you are fantastic! He told me so much about you and all are true!" She was amused and asked, "What about? Tell me! Nothing to hide!" He looked at John and they both laughed and he said, "He told me that you are famous for being pass around! Haha!" She stared at her boyfriend and scolded him but of cause nothing serious as the next moment, he shafted his cock into her mouth and she quietly and obediently sucked on it. He probably just wanted to shut her up! Tom who was standing next to me and all this while, he was happily groping my ass. He seemed to love my ass. On looking at them beginning their action, Tom followed suit too by asking me to bend over. With my hands on the floor, my ass was arched up in a obscene spread and with his hard cock ready to attention, he just plow inside my pussy. I looked up and my daughter's face was right in front of me and John was fucking her from behind. We both looked into each other's faces and we both knew that we were enjoying it. It was really, like mother, like daughter! We both loved to fuck, no doubt about it! After a while, I heard my daughter's reaction were slightly different as if she was in a mixture of pain and in pressure. and so I whispered to her to check whether she was alright. She looked at me in slight agony but smiled at the same time and said, "He is in my ass now!" "Oh my gosh! how was it? I have never tried it before" "I tell you, mum! It was simply out of this world! I could feel his cock going deep inside my ass. It feels funny and yet it is so intense! You must try it too, mum!" John heard us and he moved his position till i could see his cock impeded deep inside her ass. He laughed as he said, See, your daughter love it in the ass!" And he proudly showed it to me and I saw his cock going in and out of her tiny ass as it expanded to accommodate his thick cock. Tom overheard our conversation too and retorted, "Don't worry, dear. You will open your virgin ass too!" Without waiting for my reply onor consent, he used his fingers to get the lubricant from my wet pussy and stuck it up my asshole slowly till it disappeared inside my tiny puckered brown hole. Actually, it wasn't that bad. It felt quite nice. And the moment of truth hit me as I felt my asshole being greatly expanded, as if welcoming his cock into my dark hole! And at that point, my ass was literally no longer a virgin! And he slowly invaded by pushing his dick in and out of my violated hole. The two guys gave each other a high-five as if saying they had conquered every of our available holes! This time, my face expressions was in the same slight agony as hers a few minutes ago. We both looked at each other again and together, our moanings and voices broke the silence of the night in the quiet park! I could not help it and lost all control by becoming more verbal, screaming, "Fuck me! Yes, Fuck my ass hard!. I love it! Oh my gosh! Don't ever stop!" When he heard my dirty talk, he started to be vulgar too. "Yes, I'm gonna fuck your virgin ass on and on! Never expected you to be a bigger slut than your daughter!" Surprisingly, I was turned on by his comments on me being a bigger slut! When they were about to cum, they both planned to cum inside our asses and so the next moment, their sticky cum came shooting inside us. We were all so spent and tired. Both of us stayed in our leapfrog positions and slowly let their cums dripping down from our asses. Both the guys were siting on the ground behind us, watching their own seeds leaking down from our used backside holes. It was like a fuckathon night as after they had rested, they both fucked us again for the last time as John wanted a piece of my ass and Tom wanted her ass too! Hence, our poor asses were at their mercy for the second time in a row when we exchanged partners! I felt my ass seemed to have stretched so big and gaping and I felt so naughty at the same time! But this time, they both pulled out and came inside our mouths and we sucked them till the last drop down our bellies. Oh no! With their cocks just out of our asses, we were indirectly made to taste our own ass juice that probably stained on their cocks! It was really nasty and naughty! My husband did not even want to go anywhere near my ass and so somebody else who loved my ass took it! Did not want myself to be depraved from enjoying ass-fucking just because he did not want it! And after that day, I was addicted to anal and made every chance to have it whenever possible! And even though we both, mum and daughter are closed to each other and having fucked together and exchanging partners with each other often, we do not engage into lesbianism between us but we do with other girls and friends. Hope you like it and I will write the part 3!!
I wrote this almost as if I was telling my husband what happened that night after he left me. My sister set up the meeting for me and I didn’t know who the master was. Once I was there and saw him I realised I had previously met him at least once or twice before at parties at my sister’s place. I had told her I was in the mood for a ‘hard session’. I had been building some frustration after my session at Ben’s with Charlie, wishing I had let Ben go ahead and let him do whatever he wanted to me in front of Charlie, rather than restrict him as I had, but I had also determined I wanted to go much further than Ben’s average. Even the extras that Ben had added that summer was not helping with my craving; having learnt the extent of BDSM play undertaken by my sister and others that I knew, I had a craving to satisfy. I’ve explained previously that at this time I wasn’t taking the pill and so I was generally extra horny and especially for heavier BDSM play, stuff that would remind me for many days of what I’d been subjected to. I also wanted to go to submit to someone new to me, I wanted my limits tested by him, because I wanted to go beyond what I had done previously and if it went too far I just wouldn’t go back. There is a psychology in Dominant Master’s minds that if they push too hard on an attractive slave’s body, she’ll not go back to him, so to keep her interested, they pull their punches. My sister said she’d known this chap for a while, she gone to him from medium submission to what we call ‘Brian’s level’ (hard) over 6 years we’d had a few glasses of wine and I told her to tell him I’d match her limits on whatever he’d done to her, not that I knew any details, except I was very aware that she underwent some extreme BDSM session with masters I didn’t know at that time. She had questioned whether I was really ready for this level, but I could tell she was getting very aroused at the idea, but then again so was I. There would of course be a password, said once to stop things and allow recovery, said twice to stop altogether. When I wrote this I had been to Craig twice more, like some of my previous accounts not all items described here were done on the same night, however most of these were applied on each visit. Since then I visit him usually twice a year and yes I know for days afterwards what I’ve been through. Master Craig I stepped from our car that evening, a nervous shiver of excitement rippled through me as I closed the car door and you immediately drove off. Just as Craig (The Master) requested, I am virtually naked, wearing just really high heeled court shoes; black seamed stockings held by a large suspender belt, my pussy is newly shaved and I’m wearing a wide leather neck choker with D rings and from each nipple is a crocodile clamp with a 250gm lead weight shaped like a penis; it daggles and pulls as I walk, a similar pair of clamps with weights hang from each labia lip, pulling them down, but they clang against each other as I walk, drawing attention to anyone who hears them. That evening I would have to walk about 30 yards to his door well aware that I might be seen by neighbours, maybe more so as his security light came on as I stepped onto his pathway. Still bathed in bright light, I rang the bell my excitement building, heart pounding. It seems to be an age before the door swung open. Of course the overriding fear that this might not be the right house is in the back of my mind. As instructed I keep my eyes lowered and still following instructions, I sank to the floor and extract his semi flaccid cock from his jeans, his has a big cock and uncut I started sucking (no words are said); As I sucked I realised that he haven’t washed his cock for a while and tasted another woman and maybe some shit on it, maybe from the night before. But before I could get him fully hard, he released his hot piss from his full bladder with his cock is firmly in my throat, I try to relax, breathing through my nose, as the gush goes straight into my stomach. Once his piss was finished I sucked his cock to full hardness, now seeing that it is a lovely magnificent 10” cock with good fat girth as well. He pulled out of my mouth and only now I’m aware that his front door remained fully open during the last 5 or so minutes. I’m led me through to the main room of the house, he had me stand in front of a stout wooden chair and bend over from my waist, hands on the top of the chair; legs wide apart, but straight and proceed to lay about 6 slaps of a leather belt, followed by 6 of a cat of nine and 6 of a whippy school cane. We both know this is a preliminary warm up; he takes his time allowing the pain of each strike to explode then die, before the next is laid across my bum cheeks. It is only now I recognised him. He tells me to reverse the bend over position so I am bent over backwards my arms behind my head, hands on the same chair; legs wide apart. He repeated the same instruments to my spread open pussy 6 times each. Telling me to keep my hands on the chair he knelt beside me, then felt my pussy to see how wet I had become, the answer was very, my arousal was making my pussy drip, then he proceeds to insert more fingers, then with an ease that surprised me, he fisted my pussy. Then he leant over and took hold of my swollen clit between his teeth, he rolls the nub between his teeth, the sharp pain explodes in my brain and as his fingers found my cervix and I came off. He smiled. Once he had pulled his hand out he told me to piss into a bucket, my instructions had been to arrive ready to do a piss immediately – well by now about 25 minutes have passed and his initial pee was also pressing upon my bladder and I filled the gallon bucket, to about halfway. Telling me to kneel down he then used a pump to enema my fresh pee into my rectum, which in itself is full (as per his instructions); he got most of the piss into my bum and rammed home a huge butt plug, and had me drink what piss was left. All the piss and poo in my bowels is making me uncomfortable and look more than a bit pregnant. Now before he would release me, he had me suck his cock, balls and arsehole, again that wonderful heady taste of unwashed cock, balls and rectum flows across my taste buds. He held onto his cum prolonging my distress. I have to use all my oral skills to have him explode. Finally he unloaded across my face, some cum going right into my eye and up my nostrils. He forbids me to wipe myself and I suck the final drops from his cock and swallow. Even them his erection hardly shrinks. I’ve held all that stuff in my bowels for over 20 minutes, I am desperate to relieve the strain, and it pours out of me in an undignified way, into that bucket, my poo and piss mixture swirls now it is almost full. I look at it all, I can’t believe it’s all come out of me. Now he told me to lie on the floor and placed a large pillow under my head, telling me to open my mouth he started to unload his shit directly into my mouth. His turds are firm and solid; he feeds me ever so slowly drawing out our mutual pleasure, telling me to chew it well before he says I can swallow. He had saved up a lot and it takes some time to eat my way through this meal, neither of us is in a hurry now, I savour his taste till I have taken everything in his arse. I am licking his butt hole rimming his clean, his erection had now fully returned. Now he changed positions getting between my legs telling me to open my legs wide, he reached over and grabbed a huge turd from my piss/shit bucket and shoved it up into my cunt. He then rammed his cock into my pussy squashing the shit deep inside me. We both felt my body orgasm and shudder as that first thrust hit home. The next turd he grabbed and shoved into my mouth, telling me to hold it there and he then fucked me slowly, then to my surprise he dropped his mouth onto mine and kissed me, his tongue fighting to find mine in the sloppy shit mix. Now we were fucking together, in a frenzy of lust, my shit was dissolving into both our mouths, I came again and again, Then a few more minutes of fucking I felt him cum in my pussy, and I was allowed to swallow what little was left of my own poo. After we gained our breath back, he told me to take a pint glass and fill it with the mixture from what was left in the bucket. I did so and drank it down. Next I had to lick, suck and clean all around his cock and balls and lick his arsehole as he got his strength back. I glanced at the clock on his wall – I’d already been then over 45 minutes, time does fly. Now he has me stand with my hands behind my back, in the middle of the room. A spreader bar is put between my ankles making me almost split. Next he starts binding my breasts around the base with orange nylon in a figure of 8, to ensure he is around the base he pulls each breast out hard with one hand and tells me to hold it there, as he binds them together. After a couple of loops he tells me to let go. He has bound my tits very tight, my blood veins are sticking out and already my tits look like strange shaped balloons going from red to purple. Maybe to reassure me he tells me they won’t be tied for long. Before I realise his full intent he has passed a rope between my swollen orbs and is pulling it. He is hoisting me up, my poor breasts slowly start to take the weight of my body, I feel my feet lift free of the floor maybe by just 2”; I am now suspended in the air almost upright with my whole body weight through my breasts. It is a first for me, I’m in a strange agony; my tits feel like they might be ripped off my body. I have let my head and shoulders fall naturally behind me with my arms still free but hanging behind my back. Telling me to keep my hands behind my back, Master reappears with a thin whippy cane which he proceeds to strike each breast with. A scream leaps out of my mouth at the first strike as the pain floods my brain. He tells me to be quiet or he will gag me and hit me harder, I realise the first hit was barely a tap, because the second strike across the nipple of my left boob is harder, I feel my hands move to cover, before I can do so he says ‘keep the hands behind you’. I look at my master, I see his cock is absolutely rigid, veins are sticking out. ‘Can I continue?’ He asks ‘Yes’ Master I reply. He applies three more strikes to each breast, each one a little harder than the previous and each one done a minute or so apart from the previous, allowing my brain to appreciate the bellowing pain; I forced myself to keep the anguish to a sob. Then I realise that although he is striking me harder each time, it is getting easier to take. He continues to strike each boob allowing time between each strike for the ripples to die down; he strikes my upper breasts, my lower breasts and across each nipple. Looking down there is barely a mark across my purple colour breasts, when I’d expected to see welts rising. I’ve taken maybe ten strikes to each boob and now the pain has changed, it’s different. I gasp at each strike, in the same way I might to a finger stroking my clit. I think he senses my demeanour has changed. “You okay with this?” he asks, ‘yes’ I say more enthusiastic than I sounded 7 or 8 minutes ago. He lays the cane down and kisses and sucks on each nipple for about a minute, I groan in pleasure. Now he goes away and comes back in his hand is a riding crop about 3ft long. A long tingle of apprehension runs down my body. His first strike with that crop is across both breasts, it is harder, much harder than any he did with the cane, I feel my breasts almost flatten as the strike hits home. My gasp is nowhere near that of the first strike of the cane. After each strike, he reaches and fondles each breast, after three hits he looks at me ‘More?’ Yes master I respond, ‘Harder?’ ‘ Yes master’, He slips a couple of fingers into my pussy, I am leaking, probably dripping on his floor. His next hits are three fast ones about 10 seconds apart, one above, one below and one right across on the nipples. I am almost on the verge; I feel it in my body. He goes to fondle me again. ‘Again, Master, again’ I say it before I even realise. He smiles, and now lays 6 even harder strikes across my breasts, I feel them absorb the hits and then the flood hits me on about the 4th strike my climax explodes, the 5th takes it higher and the 6th floods me. I am yelling and screaming but it sound like someone else. I come down from that pinnacle, slowly and he let me calm down, now I feel the actual pain and the stings and the weight of my body held by just my breasts. Next he lifts the spreader bar and ties it to a different hook in the ceiling and pulls it up, I am now not flat out but neither in a ‘U’ shape – somewhere in between, but some of the weight is now off my aching breasts. He pulls a chair up and sits, he is now at the right height to lick and eat my pussy, which he does, taking me high, as he does so I feel his hand, he pushes it into my cunt without any real resistance or effort in his part, his fist in in me, just like that. I am so wet there. For 3 or 4 minutes he fisted my cunt, licking me also. Then he pulled out completely but continues licking at me and starts to use his wet hand into my arsehole. I hear myself groan aloud as he goes all the way inside, his is the first male fist in my arse and it wasn’t so difficult, painful, but he made it seem easy. Unlike my pussy he hasn’t made a fist of his hand yet, just pushing around. Now he brings the other hand up to my pussy and I know both his hands will be inside me, as that one worms its way into my cunt. The pushing makes my body swing back and forth, he starts the action on my pussy he using his fisted hand to go in and fully out, on my arse he uses his clenched fingers to pull out and bit and push back in. For minutes he fist fucks my pussy getting me higher again, I feel his hand in my rectum now forming a fist fisting and relaxing. As he masturbates me to a climax, his hands are maintaining a steady rhythm, as one goes in, he pulls the other. I know what is about to happen, but I am nearly at my climax when his fist pulls fully clenched out of my arse and rams it back in again, I hear my scream. I am now rammed by both fists in and out on opposing strokes to my arsehole and my pussy, each thrust is slow and hard. I climax heavily. He got up and went to clean himself off, before coming back to me. My breasts were now a dull ache. I was thinking he’d let me down now, but no. There is something in his hands, which he puts down on my lower stomach using it like a table. Now he ties an electric vibrator to my upper thighs with the head humming right in my still swollen clit. Straining my head to look down and he lifts one of the items up, he shows it to me. It is a huge barbed black and silver fish hook with string attached. Before I have time to realise his intension he has pulled one of my labia lips out as far as he can pull it and pushed the nasty hook through the upper part, my labia is engorged with blood flow from my orgasm a few moments earlier and the pain rockets up me, with the stimulus to my clit, it’s nowhere near the blistering agony I expect to feel. As he picks up the 2nd one I see his fingers are bloody with my blood. The next one goes in towards the lower lips and then he pushes two into the other stretched labia. He turns off and removes the vibrator, I see his hands are low covered in my blood, I can also feel it trickling from me. He loops one of the strings over the tops of each thigh, the other two just dangle and then he starts adding lead weights to the strings. He tells me he is putting 50gms on each string and I feel each barbed hook bite into my labia as it is pulled into the flesh. Another 50gms onto each string and I can now feel that barb being pulled though my labia. Panic is setting in, I wonder how much weight will be required to pull that bard right the way through each labia leaving a huge hole, requiring stitches at hospital. Craig now stands up, again he is rampantly erect and he glides his cock into my pussy, I am still so wet. The barbs are on the outer side of my labia so there is no danger to his cock as he pushes into me. My body responds to his thrusts, ‘good girl’ he says under his breath. He slowly fucks me. He pauses and pulls out. ‘like some more’ he asks. Thinking he means fucking I nod my head, ‘good girl’ he says more loudly this time and promptly adds another 50gms to each string. He enters me again; his cock feels so good in me. He leans forward and sucks on each ultra-sensitive nipple, his trusting is now making me sway on my ropes and the weights are swinging around, the barbs are digging in, I can hear them slamming together. He kisses me, our tongues are twisting each other. His cock is like an iron bar in me, I can feel it’s heat. He pulls away from me and pulls out leaving me gasping. He starts putting another 50gms on each string, I cry out “No”; He looks at me, ‘Your sister said you were up for matching her’. The weights slide on, He is grinning at me - challenging me. ‘She’s taken 250gms’ he says in glee, holding a further set of 50gms weights . I nod my head in agreement, I now have 4 lots of 250gms pulling through my labia, the barbs are now embedded. he enters me again and off we go, the pain and pleasure is all over me in waves, his cock seems to have grown and then I feel him spurt as I am rocked by 3 climaxes in very quick succession. We are both covered in sweat. Breathless. He starts to free me. He has to cut the barbs of the fish hook off so he can pull the hook back through. He lowers my legs, then the rest of my body. Freeing my breasts, the blood rush back to my tits is so, so painful, I am jigging about trying to sooth them. For some reason I notice his flaccid cock and see his whole region is covered in blood, my blood. But I am bleeding from where the fish hooks went into me, the barbs had dug into my outer labia and pierced the skin also drawing blood. He tells me to clean up, before we start again and gives me a large brandy to drink. I am trembling, I hadn’t realised till I tried to hold the glass. In the sink in his downstairs toilet I sponge myself clean, the blood has almost stopped, but my boobs hurt like hell. “That was good” he calls out “You did well” I am pleased. ‘So just how much weight did my sister take on her FIRST visit to you?’ He laughs, “150gms” - I am delighted. ‘Is that where you normally stop on the first time with that particular torture. ‘Yes, but you were getting right into it, so I carried on’ ‘So if I come over again I’ll have to take more weight? He nodded, ‘if it’s right’ ‘What’s the most you’ve put on? I can’t believe I’m getting wet again just talking like this ‘Ah I can’t tell you that, your sister’s taken 300gms several times now, so she might go 400 next, but others have taken much more, but I’ve only been doing that for just over 5 years’. We have a 20 minute break, whilst we recover. I sit on a chair with a towel under me, but there are just a few small drops of blood appearing. He tells me he’s been wanting to ‘play’ with me for a number of years, that he first saw me over 10 years ago, he was playing with my sister from just before that. I realise now that he is much older than I first thought. He likes to do women in the 30-45 age range who’ve had kids, they take things better; most like me have had submissive experiences before, which means it starts at a higher level. The ones my sister sends over like me are not only attractive MILFS, and used to some pain in the games; but all have been scat trained before. I wonder who they are. I can guess at three. My sister takes quiet a hard session, but he has women who will and can take more. He says it’s not a competition; it’s about what you can cope with and enjoy. He’s right. ‘But of course, I like to push her limits each time a woman visits me’ he carries on ‘Your sister said you can match her limits these days’ I nod, after all I did tell her that, ‘You take things harder than that I ask’ ‘Oh yes, of course, each woman goes for different things, but I mix it up, what I do to you one night, doesn’t mean next time you come we will do that again, but I will take it higher each time. The ladies like you, some aren’t getting enough sexual satisfaction from normal sex play, You’ve had several orgasms this evening quite hard ones I saw, when was the last time you had that in straight sex with a guy?’. Yes I knew what he meant. ‘So are there may ladies like us visiting you’ ‘Oh yes, I have about 12 current ones, You, your sister and 4 other are at this level or higher, maybe 3 are getting close to you and the others are building up. There are others who have come and gone, Your mother was one of my first to let me go hard, she had a couple of friends, they really started me off, of course she brought your sister to me in time. They all brought others, as maybe you will one day. Of course some don’t like to take it too hard and they tend not to come back’ Our break over he asks if I am ready for part 2, I certainly am. The Master now laid a nasty looking board on the edge of a strong table; it has all sorts of nails and tacks and strips of barbed wire on it. He had me to sit on this with my legs pushed wide apart dangling off the long edges of the table; using cuffs he loosely tied my ankles to the table legs thus making sure I couldn’t close my legs at all. The nasty bits immediately with my weight sank into my soft bum cheeks. He then placed a 3” crocodile clamp to each labia lip and attached a huge lead weight to each clamp which pulled down painfully my labia. He now binds up my breasts with two big plastic ties, as he tightens them around the base of each breast, I hear the plastic ratchet click as he pulls each one tighter, one click at a time, then he leave them, they are bulging and changing colour. Onto each nipple and onto my clit he places suction devices, the ones on my nipples are wide enough to cover the pink nipple area completely. First he pumps those ones, my nipples enlarge and swell to maybe twice their size and pulled into the vacuum tube, it feels as if they will explode like a balloon, before he stops, but it feels so good. Next he ties a thin plastic tie tight around the base of each nipple, when he releases the pumps my nipples are held by those ties, big and swollen, I haven’t seen them like that since I breast fed and my nipples are hard, like little rocks. Now he moves to the small pump on my clit. It is pumped; the sensation is even better than on my nipples, like a lover slowly pulling it into his mouth, stimulating the arousal. His final procedure was the same, a plastic tie leaving my clit sticking out like a mini penis. Taking a fresh hot chilli pepper I watched as he sliced it length ways, one half he draw up and down on my exposed clit for about a minute, at first I felt little reaction, but then the burning started and soon my clit was engorged with blood swollen up, he kept rubbing. The rubbing now combined with the burning is turning me on; my clit grew even bigger and scarlet red. Using the other half of the chilli he then rubbed the inner sides of my pussy, the burning these starts almost immediate drawing blood to the surface. My arms and hands are free, but he now gave me a electrical devise into each palm of my hands, He tells me to hold the devise closed if I relax a buzzer sounds, or if I flinch or jump in the next part a buzzer will sound. Then showed me how works, the slightest movement sets the buzzer off. The pressure I have to maintain is quite hard. On the table just behind me I see him lay out a mat with a numerous assortment of pins which I know are for me, he seems to have between a dozen and 20 pins of different each size, some are very small very thin surgical needles, getting thicker in range, moving up to map pins, small then large safety pins, huge diaper pins, then what can only be described as the old fashioned hat pin, a real assortment of them with fancy heads and lengths from 10” to maybe 15” and with varying thickness of steel from the thicker diaper to twice that thickness. But what draws my eyes, is a dozen metal skewers, the type mostly seen to barbeque whole chickens. Starting with small thin pins push them into my breasts, it’s really difficult not to flinch or move as he pushes them in and home, the buzzers sounds, when it does he reaches for pins with thicker needles; by the time there are over 20 in each breast, there is trickles of blood from the base of each pin; by the time he reached my nipples, I had gotten use to the buzzer devices, but had moved up 5 sizes so he was using thick pins. He hadn’t gagged me, but said that if I make any sound, he would gag me and use the big thick skewers through my tits. He then showed me them up close, they defiantly looked like the type of skewer you’d use for kebabs on our barbeque. I keep my sounds too little squeaks as he pushed the pins in, but the bigger, thicker pins are almost drawing a gasp from me each time they break skin, especially on my nipples, He uses one of those big thick diaper pins right through my right nipple, I almost yell, he repeats the same to the left, but my nipples are swollen and erect in spite of (or because of) the punishment. Next he had me lie back on the table, the nasty board is still in situ, and my legs are straining apart. My clit and labia are fully engorged from the effects of the chilli; I am still trying to hold the buzzer down but it’s now infinitely more difficult lying on my back. He removed the clamps and weights that have stretched my labia dreadfully, and now he now attacked those lips with two thick pins, each is about 9” long and the thickness of those he finished off on my nipples, in other words very thick. He weaves each pin into the fold of my stretched labia going in and out of each lip, time and time again. As each pin is shoved through my engorged labia wall, the pain is excruciating and I have to fight to hold my yelp back as well as hold the buzzer down. He pushed in and through onto each of my labia about 8 times with these thick pins, I can see my blood on his hands; we both know where he is going to finish. Gleefully showing me the final pin, it is about 3” long, but as thick as a knitting needle, he teased my swollen clit with the sharp tip, I expected him to drive it through my clit from side to side, but he took me by surprise and suddenly drove it in down the very shaft of my clit. The explosion of pain rocks me and I scream, but climax too, the buzzers are sounding continuously. Master’s cock is rock hard and dribbling. As my body shakes and recovers from the waves of pain shooting through me, I was allowed me to get up and told to remove all the pins from my breasts except those in my nipples. Extracting my bum from the nasty board is painful as I get up stays attached to my bum, till I gingerly pull it away. Pulling the pins out is almost as painful as when they went in, He makes me count them – 72 assorted pins as I drop each into the metal try he hold out. The bleeding starts again for a few moments. He used a swab of cotton wool and surgical spirit to wipe my breasts and bum cheeks. There are a few minutes of catching our breath ‘I think I heard you scream’ he accuses me ‘Yes I did Master’ I realise what is coming. Noise is further punishment. ‘Was due to the pain or the climax I saw you have’ ‘A mix of both’ which was true. ‘So you would be up for me doing that to you again, not now, but on your next visit’ ‘Yes I would Master’ I am standing up against his table, my hand behind my head with fingers interlocked, my legs are still tied to the table and the plastic ties are still holding my nipples and clit in swollen condition. As a few minutes rest and I have recovered a little although my body is still in pain, I am once again laying on the table with my head on the same pillow as before when I eat his shit. His cock enters my pussy, He starts fucking me, his large cock is nice in me, the pleasure starts to build. He tells me that whatever happens I must keep my mouth open and my eyes open. Suddenly he is puking right into my open mouth, it fills, some splashes up my nostrils in into my open eyes, it stings like hell. He is then holding my nostrils and I have to swallow down to breath. Whole waves of nausea rise from my own stomach, I fight it down. He is still fucking me as I swallow I feel him spurt heavily into my cervix. Letting me sit up and telling me to drink down another pint from the piss-poo bucket, my stomach stops heaving and settles a bit, with the nausea just below the surface, I am holding on as I know if anything comes up, it will only have to be taken back down again. Now having me stand almost in the centre of the room, he tide my arms above my head, and to a bar in the ceiling till I’m on tip toe, then he fastened one of my ankles to a wall point, spreading my legs wide. Taking a bull whip he now proceeded to whip my body from my breasts down to my knees. With the pins in my nipples and pussy the strikes there are particularly painful. The pain explodes in my head at each strike, and I gasp, knowing not to scream, I fight the need to yell and swear. This lasts about 15 minutes by which time my body is covered in deep red welts. He now pulls out all the remaining pins and needles. Almost, finally he lays back on the edge of the table and I give him oral homage to his cock balls and arse. He gives me another direct drink of piss which is almost refreshing. Finally we fuck. I am lying flat back on his sturdy table, he fucks so well (most dominant masters don’t), the remnants of pain in my body fade as he pushes my pleasure higher and higher, he fucks my arse alternating with my pussy, thrusting in and out slowly to start with, picking up the tempo. Then in his hand, he has one of those huge skewers and takes hold of my right nipple and pulling my breast out, he holds the tip of that instrument against the stretched breast, he looks me directly in the eyes, he is saying “shall I?” I am so near my climax, I can’t bring myself to actually say ‘yes’ but I nod and he pushes the skewer in, all the way through till the head pops out. The eruption of pain in my brain is countered by the sexual stimulus, my climax recedes, only to start up again and he continues fucking me with a huge grin on his face. He goes for my other breast in the same way, I’m close to saying no, but he just does it anyway! We continue, he puts a second and third skewer into each breast, it is easier for me each time, but the waves of pain diminish, when he pushes the third ones in I am saying yes, yes. And climaxing, and I feel his squirt in my pussy again. Finally as the clock strikes 1am like Cinderella I stand highlighted on his porch in the bright light in the dark street, his front door closed behind me. Cum and other muck is dripping down my thighs, I am desperate to relieve my bladder. Where are you? The porch light goes off I keep still any movement will reactivate it. A car comes around the corner, lights full on illuminating me for a couple of seconds, is that you? I cannot see. It stops - it is you, I climb gratefully into our car, knowing my night is not over yet, you will want to clean me up when we get back. Update since 2014:- The other things he has done, none are exclusive to him with the exception of the ‘bees’:- Beads:- Craig had this device with is a combination of anal beads and a butt plug, there are about a dozen plastic bead starting the size of a broad bean getting larger and culminating in a large Butt plug. Instructions are to insert it on getting up on the day of a session, to be worn all day. He says he can tell if it’s not been in me for at least 12 hours (probably true). Labia piercing:- Instead of the skewers as used about; He has sewn my labia lips together; My sister had done this to me first in 2012, but with about 8 insertions to each lip but using a thin daring needle and cotton. Craig used a bloody big darning needle and inserted about 12 times in each lip the first time rising to 16; I think he uses a guitar string each time. He takes his time. Pussy Play:- Using a vaginal speculum, he spreads my pussy wide open. Now with easy access to my inside vagina he can drip molten wax into me, or tabasco juice; or rub raw crushed chilli and so on. Enema play- in the account above he used my own piss to enema into my rectum, he has also used cold beer and another time white wine. The problem is that white wine seems to diffuse into my system and I get very tipsy, very quickly and of course when it comes out I still have to drink it down. He now knows that when that happens I go along with anything he wants me to do or allow him to do. Burns Night: - Once in secure bondage, upright; upside down or horizontal, he uses ice cubes to cool down areas then burns with the glowing embers of a cigarette or cigar, this is applied to say firstly the white part of my breasts getting nearer the nipple all the time till he is there. Also done on the outside and inner lips of my labia; in on and around the clit. Breast piercing:- He has a board with 2 sets of thick skewers, each has at least 10” of free metal and they are arranged in a ‘X’ shape. The front skewer is placed just behind the nipple of each breast; the biggest and thickest skewer is then just underneath the fullest part of my breast and the two outer ones into the fleshy outer parts. He has usually already pierced each nipple with a large diaper pin. This now has weights added to it to pull each breast onto its 4 pins, slowly. The torture will continue till all four skewer tips thrust through the upper breast line on each boob. It takes 20-25 minutes. He has also used a massive fishing hook with barb, using that in a similar way to the labia torture above, by push it into the underside of a nipple and pushing thru to the top. As I mentioned in the main story he has a vast ***********ion of pins and skewers, plus he has a ‘breast stretcher’ this is a devise which pulls the breasts outwards from my chest, by clamping each nipple and slowly twisting a bar. Which is planted on my chest between my breasts. In itself it is painful to have your boobs pulled till you feel the skin won’t stretch any further without ripping. But it opens up for him to drive a pin or skewer into each breast, instead of just left to right or up and down. In 2015, he took a 4” nail and tapped it slowly with a small hammer, right through the very teat of each nipple, till only the head remained visible, capping each nipple. He’d done this to me three times when on that third time in 2017 he freed me from the ‘breast stretcher’ and had me lay my breast on a board, I sorta knew what was going to happen, he then hammered a nail through one nipple right beside the inward poking on directly onto the board, this was followed by a second on the other side and then the other nipple had two nails in as well. Of course in time he’s moved to bigger and thicker 6” nails. Outside:- His house is in the countryside and whilst he lives in a lane of modern houses, his garden backs quite a way. The first part (about 25 yards) is laid to lawn, the next is a vegetable patch and the final third is a bit messy and unkempt. That area has two Oak trees which somehow are just the right distance to be used in bondage. He has a garden shed here where he stores his bits and pieces. In the summer, I have visited him in the evenings and even had Sunday afternoon sessions. The only concession for my arrival in daylight, I am allowed to wear a cape or coat. But I have to let it slide off me as I arrive at his front door and before I can press the doorbell. When we walk down to his ‘patch’, I am always naked and aware that I will be visible to at least 3 or 4 neighbouring houses till we are in the ‘patch’. It is in the patch of course that he conducts part of his session. Bondage:- Because of the two trees he has numerous option as to bondage – facing the tree; back to a tree; spread-eagled upright or upside down between the two; Suspension by breasts from a branch; Once in a position he can apply various whips, which are impractical indoor, such as a bull whip, riding whips etc. Of course splayed legs apart and upside down is an ideal position to be pussy whipped. Nettles:- I’ve had stinging nettles applied to my tits and pussy before going back to my outdoor meets with John, also others have done it. It is one torture that applied right to me takes me to a high climax quite quickly, the downside is the after effects, which can last 24 hours. Craig has his own fresh supplies in his garden, and whilst he uses basically the same idea as the others, when it comes to the whipping of my breasts and/or pussy he puts at least one rose thorn stem within his bunch. Wired:- One Sunday afternoon he had me stand against one of the trees, where upon he started to wrap around my breasts and around the tree a strand of new barbed wire, he made about 6 or 7 circuits till I had a bra, then repeated this to give me panties. Standing there it didn’t seem too bad a thing, till be brought out a bull whip and used it all over, where upon the jerking I made as the lash hit home, pinged bits of the barbs into my flesh. But the worst part was getting free at the end. Ants:- Craig has managed to cultivate a red ants nest, and he uses this in conjunction with other bondage items like the barbed wire to have me sitting at the base of the tree, legs splayed apart and with a sticky substance applied to my whole pussy area, including a small plastic tube also coated with he runs into my pussy. From here he lets the ants run freely for a while (about half an hour) and goes and makes him-self a drink. Although they go all around my pussy, nipping as they go, they literally swam up inside my pussy. It’s particularly painful when they reach my cervix, and is hugely uncomfortable as they nip, and I squirm, which is why he used barbed wire. Other insects:- he takes a perverse delight in feeding me a range of insects which are still alive, having collected him in the days before my session. The first time he had me open my mouth whilst he dropped in a spider, followed by another 5 minutes later; also he dropped a couple of very long worms into my mouth; I have to keep my mouth fully open so he sees them wriggling about, before he allows me to swallow. In addition to those over various sessions he’s added, maggots; beetles and slow worms. Leeches:- Applying leeches to my pussy, clit and nipples allowing them to suck, this engorges them and those parts with blood, make my bits more sensitive. Bees and wasps He does this once every summer to me (& presumably to the others too). My mouth is gagged with a huge dildo gag, so when I scream it’s kept quiet, because even on his punishment scale, this is a screamer. The base of my tits are bound tightly, just as they start to purple up slightly, Next he used the erector pumps on my nipples and clit, tying off tiny thin plastic cable ties at their base; this will feel them aroused and erect for at least the next 20 minutes. Next he slips a 2” long clear plastic tube into my pussy, its diameter is bigger than most cocks. Using the small fish hook with barbs he pulls my vagina well apart and with fishing line passes them around the back of my thighs and stomach so that they keep me spread well open. Master then "paints" my taut nipples; breasts and vagina region including inside with sweet water in some places, sticky glue in others. Making stripes down my sides in alternating substances, but sticky stuff all over my stiff, long pink nipples and around my clit and labia. I step into a large clear plastic bag with hole for my legs which I have to force through just to my knees, same applies to my arms, The top of the bag reaches my neck area and with tape around my lower neck it is sealed off. I start sweating almost straight away even when the weather is not so hot. The bag is very loose around my body; and now he places me between the two trees; he ties me spread-eagled my wrists and ankles to each trunk. After ascertaining I’m all just as he wants, goes off to fetch his bees. On one of the trees behind me had hooks up a large wooden container, using a wide aperture hose (from an air con unit), he makes an insert in my bag between my thighs and tapes it over; then he pushes the other end into the container. A collection of bees and wasps has been kept in there for a while and they smell the coatings on my body and flow down the tube. Master sits in his lawn chair sipping a drink and watching as the bees and wasps, at least 400 hundred, swarm all over my body, especially to the area he has splashed with the sweet mix. For several minutes he flicks at me with a long horse whip, this is purely to make me wriggle around and to agitated the bees and wasps I am tossing the bees from side to side, making my boobs and bum bounce and jiggle. But as they try to take flight some realise they are stuck in the substance. Scared and angry, the bees and wasps begin to sting. Sting after sting electrifies my nipples and my pussy, I dread ones landing on my clit, but of course they find that and sting. Then I feel them sting my outer and inner labia and then entering my spread pussy, they sting in there too, near my g-spot. The agony is immense the entirety of my tits and pussy feel like they are on fire. The more I use my limited range of motion, using my shoulders to try and shake the angry bees off my boobs, the angrier they get. I scream and scream as my stinger-pierced tits, purple now from their bonds, now bear red, inflamed bumps everywhere. The swelling in my areolas is so great my nipples are so swollen up; I’m sure my clit is the same, you can’t see the black plastic ties. The first 5 minutes are always the worse, then I start to get a sexual rush, now a sting right inside my pussy or right into my nipple, is magic; but a sting on my clit drives me to new heights, even to a climax; one time two wasps landed on my engorged clit at the same time and bit, I almost blacked out. After about 20 minutes the stinging subsides, but he keeps me there for a full 30 minutes. Then Master steps over to me slashes open the plastic bag and frees me of that, but I am still spread eagles to the two trees. He begins to tweezers bee and wasps bodies out of the sticky substance, the ones still alive flee into the air. He then surveys the work of the bees and wasps. He is proud their work while my agony is so great I forget who I am and where I am and who I serve. Each sting is now reaching its height of pain and swelling. He cuts each tie off, I look down my nipples are the size of and look like ripe plumbs, my clit looks like a little boy’s cock, but also plumb coloured. Seconds later the blood reflows to those bits and a whole new world of pain erupts. He then applies a series of canes and whips to bring me to a climax. I usually visit Craig at least twice a year, each time is a wonderful experience, but my body needs a few weeks the recovery each time.
Hello, I'm Daisy, a teenage exhibitionist. I'm visiting a waterpark today and I can't wait to unveil my new t-string bikini. I made it myself with a flat white shoelace, which is great, because I am super white, so it looks like I'm naked. My parents wont let me, but I snuck it in under my suit. Good thing they are just dropping me off. At the entrance now, my heart is pounding. If security finds me, I will have to run. I'm going to get acclimated in the wave pool and take my suit off, it'll be easier for me to blend in. There are a lot of really athletic teenagers here, I think they like this kind of stuff. My revealing body... maybe a girl willing to dare. I'm up to my neck now, I'm taking the bottoms off... oh my god that's so nice, I feel so free. I love the way it touches me down there. Snug against my little clit. This bikini is very low, it T's off right at my clit, and the string in the back goes right above my asshole. For some reason this feels really good, I just love how it rubs against me. Oh my god, there are people with goggles on swimming around me... they don't seem to be disgusted by it. They're not calling the life guard. They seem to like it. Maybe I'll show them more, I'll widen my stance a little bit, I think they can see a little better now. Maybe they'll enjoy the top too. The lace around my neck comes off, then the back; I can feel the water rushing at my chest. My nipples became really sensitive and hard and pointy, its hard for the shoelace to stay on. That's all it is, one shoelace, no shoulder straps, it doesn't even cover the entire nipple. Haha! Oh my god the teenagers have waterproof phones and are taking a video. I have never felt a rush Like this before. The waves are starting, the tide is getting really low, I should squat. My legs are far apart, and there's just that tiny string to protect me; oh my god it feels really good down there. I have to tug on the string. I'm grabbing it and jamming it into my clit. Rubbing it really hard. It's an itch that wont die down. Oh shit, my pussy swallowed the string in front of everyone! It looks like a shoelace skirt above my cameltoe. I look and admire it for a while, I knew they would enjoy it too. But I have to pluck it out. I put my finger under where it T's off and slowly lower my finger hovering my body. Giving them 4-5 seconds of heaven. The waves are really high right now, I have to swim. They are still filming me, I wonder what they can see. I should go down and give them a show. I submerge myself and smile and wave at the camera. Oh there are multiple cameras. They had masks and waved back. I pose underwater for them, like a model would. I swim from side to side, like an interested mermaid, giving them a nice shot of my ass; swim towards them and swim in a backflip keeping my legs wide. I can see the guys cheering before I come up for air. They stand up, or float, and we smile at each other. I swim over. Me: Do you like my swimsuit? (All at once): Oh hell yeah! Yeah baby! It is super cute! Me: Thank you I made it myself. One guy: Do you think we could get a closer look? It's so tiny! Oh my god these guys want to look at my privates up close, I should totally not let them do that. But for some reason my brain and body are telling me "yes yes yes!" Me: I guess it's ok for a little bit. I smile, hold my breath and go under. The guys are really close to me, all huddled in front, I prop myself up on my back and spread my legs, I knew the string didn't cover much, part of my pussy was definitely exposed. I grabbed one of their arms and guided it onto my body, he started feeling my leg, another guy reached and I pulled his arm to me as well. They started touching and tugging on my T-string, rubbing my thighs, my shoulders, stomach, my face, but I knew they really wanted to touch me someplace else. I wanted them to. Their hands were on my inner thigh, and I was buzzing with pleasure. I grabbed one of their hands and guided it to my pussy. Then an electric shock flew up my spine. I closed my legs with his hand there as I rubbed myself on his fingers. Everyone else froze, their hands were somewhere else. I had to come up for air. They came up with me. One guy: Are you ok? Me: I'm sorry I grabbed you like that, it just felt really good. One guy: Yeah, that felt really good for me too, you seemed to like it. Do you want to do more? Me: Yeah, but I don't want to drown. Lets go someplace else. One guy: Hey look, there is a really long line for that ride over there. We have to get the four seated tubes, that can give us some privacy. Me: Ok, gonna stretch really quick. The 11 of them got three tubes, leaving a space for me. I had to walk with them in my tiny bikini. I lost my original swim suit almost immediately. My legs are shaking, my nipples are so hard, I can see everyone looking. They don't seem too annoyed. I could stretch for them I suppose. Me: Hey I think I’d like to do some stretching first. One guy: What, and give these people a show? Me: Everyone is smiling at me, I’m the elephant in the room. I should give them something. I go to the center of the beach at the wave pool. Smiling at everyone. There’s a mass of lounge chairs behind me, and hundreds more in the pool in front. I widen my stance and clasp my hands above my head and lean back, I think that jostled a nipple out. Hehe. Now I'm bending forward. Arching my back like they want it. I'm mooning everyone right now, I think my string slid into my pussy a little bit, I don't know how much it covers. Now I'll inch my way towards the splits. Yeah, I am really flexible like that. All the way down in one go. I like to stretch by rolling on my back too, keeping my legs apart. Oh my god my pussy is in the air right now. I can see the string has disappeared into me. Everyone can see everything. My asshole is only partially covered, so much is exposed. But it's a good stretch nonetheless. I switch into some yoga poses and get on all fours, arching my back inwards. I think I can feel myself getting wet. I wonder if they can see it. I lay my chest on the ground and imagine someone fucking me. But they let me be. I finish my routine, making sure both sides got a view, then I look over at my new friends. I could see bulges in their pants. My pussy tightened up really fast and let out a powerful gush. I remember sex ed., but I didn't think my desires would be this strong. There are strings of pussy juice slowly dripping from me, I’m leaving a trail. We are at the back of the line now. One guy: I think we can hide out in here. Gesturing to the tent they made, the one with the tubes, to be clear. Me: Ok, so am I having company? One guy: Me and a few others will join you, others will stand guard and join in later. Me: Ok, so do you want to keep touching me? One guy: Yeah, I mean, if that's ok. Me: It's fine, but I want to touch you too. All of you. One guy (smirking): What do you want to touch? Me: All of you, everywhere, especially whatever that thing is in your pants. I swat his cock as I say it. I can't believe I said that though. This is my last chance, if I want to escape now is the time. I can't bring myself to do it. I want to see this though, I have to. The guys are touching me now, they love touching my ass. They're going over my nipples, and my pussy too. Tugging at the stings. The one on my clit feels really good. I reach out and grab a mans bulge in front of me, I can't get my fingers around it. But touching it feels really good. I grab someone elses with the other hand, their swimsuits clung around it nicely. I began to rub both of them. One guy: Do you want to see it? Me: Can I? One guy: If you want, you can take these off. I reach around his hips and grab the waist line and slowly pull down. I could see his pubic mound and knew I was getting close. This will be the first one I've seen in real life. I pull it further down and the base is as wide as a coke can. I keep pulling, slowly revealing the length of his cock, it kept going further and further down, a massive, meaty member as long as my arm. The rest of them pulled out their cocks as well. Also impressive. I grab ahold of his naked cock, it throbs in my hand and a little drop comes out. I catch it and rub my fingers together. Me: Cumming already? One guy: Ha! Precum. Me: You know I’m ovulating today. One guy: What? You’re not on birth control? He was trying to act concerned, but the grin told the truth. One guy: Do you want us to pull out? I just froze. My mind stuck imagining all 11 of their cocks shooting inside me. I knew I could get pregnant, but it’s exactly what I wanted. I didn’t know what I would do with it. I think I would be a terrible mother, but something told me I should always be pregnant. Me: I don’t know. I do but I’m scared. One guy: Listen to your body, it’s acting that way for a reason. Its what nature intended. Trust your instincts. Do what appeals to you. It could happen, it could not, I just think it's good to enjoy the moment. The words felt like a big relief to me, just enjoy the moment. There is no turning back now. I have to see this through. I respond by sucking the head of his cock, and grabbing someone elses cock with my left hand. I suck and feel it engulf my mouth and tickle my throat. He starts to thrust. I pull myself deeper onto him then back up, then further down. He was deeply fucking my throat. Someone grabs my pussy and picks me up to a standing position, aside from being bent over. They really start rubbing my ass now, and they're giving me a wedgie with the string. My knees buckle. One mans cock is out and pressing between my legs. I rub my pussy back onto him. I really want this string to go away. Who needs swim suits anyway? I tear my swimsuit bottoms away from my groin, giving myself a super tiny micro skirt. Then quickly rubbing my exposed pussy back on his cock. Then he places the tip at my entrance, I arch my back down, surrendering control. My pussy got really hot really fast. Stretching wider to accommodate his girth. I fall forward as he bumps into my cervix, but I was gripping too tightly to fall down. Instead I deepthroated the cock I was sucking. One guy: I'm gonna cum, can you swallow it? I pull myself to the hilt as my answer. The whole thing convulses and I can feel my throat get hot. I can feel the cum traveling down his urethra with my tongue, it swells up thick and then shrinks over and over. I can feel it flooding into me. Guy behind me: Mmm this pussy is so good. Oh shit did you swallow that? Me: Mmm hmm. I take out the cock in my mouth and start blowing the guy I was rubbing with my left hand. He looks like he is about to burst. The guy behind me presses hard against by cervix, trying to get as much of his cock in me as possible. He jams it in repeatedly, making me deepthroat faster than I wanted. Then I was skewered. They stabbed me from both ends and flooded my insides. My whole body throbbed with them as they shot out their seed. Blasting straight into my womb. Straight into my stomach. Lighting me on fire. Two new guys quickly took their place. They were so snug in me, I bet I could turn around like a rotisserie. I go to do that. Everyone: Woah! This chick is amazing! They pick me up and start spinning me faster. Then they started thrusting again. The guys remove their hands and do a hula hoop like motion, keeping me spinning on their cocks. Making me dizzy, but it felt euphoric. Then they started spurting and switching, filling my insides with more stickiness. Both sides were flowing into me, inflating me like a balloon. Good thing too, I don't want anything to escape. The guys take their turn at guarding, letting others in. They could tell the gangbang was going on beforehand, and were already very hard. I get them warmed up with a quick suck. The next guy picks me up and drops me on his cock, I sink as deep as possible. Then someone from behind pokes his cockhead in my butthole. I tense up. This doesn't feel as good. But I'm able to manage. The man carries a bottle of tea tree oil. Fair enough. The guy infront of me picks me up to fuck me, also guiding the cock in my ass further inside me as well. I felt really stuffed. They started fucking me deep, alternating their thrusts, then thrusting together. When they thrust together it felt really tight, like I was going to pop. They picked up the pace then jammed into me, coating my insides with another thick cum dump. I cum with them. Contracting my body over their cocks. Squeezing them into high pressure nozzles. I felt my body catch all of it, like it sucked it in. I don't care if I get pregnant anymore, I have to feel cum inside me at all times now, this is amazing. I tense up really bad, I was afraid I was crushing their cocks, but they just came harder, prolonging their orgasms. I felt safe to not hold back as I fully clamped down with all I had. This repeated the cycle. The rest of them were at the edge, I sucked down on the next guy and I immediately caught another load of cum in my mouth. Moments later I was being creamed in my pussy again. I love that. They moved on and I was quickly filled again by new guys. They were so hard. They picked me up again, then slid two cocks in my pussy. They were already massive on their own, but this caused me to yell a little. It was painful, but my pussy told me to keep going, it was going to feel good. And it did. Little by little, as they fucked me, it started to stretch. I couldn't believe how wide my pussy is now, I had no idea it could do this. I mean, I knew we could give birth, but its different when your pussy is actually opening up that much. Then another cock swiftly jams in my ass, then my pussy tensed up again. They all three thrust in unison, filling my holes with an avalanche of messy cum. I did the best to catch all of it, but it felt like it was going to fall when they pull out. Me: Wait, I think it's going to come out, flip me upside down. I roll backwards then keep my legs above my head as I watch my pussy filled to the brim with cum. Hollowed out like a bottle with no cap. Me: Oh shit, it's gonna spill. One guy: You are going to have to swallow it, keep your legs over your head and catch it in your mouth. I was relieved we found a solution, and it involved playing with cum! This is the first time I've seen cum as it's supposed to be, all thick and hot. And now I was going to really taste it. I pour cum from my pussy into my mouth and let it pile up, then some guy brings his cock to my mouth and shoots his load perfectly into that little pool. I finish draining my pussy, then more men fill my pussy and drop loads in my mouth. My cheeks are puffed out and my mouth is wide open. I catch more cum from my pussy. I'm afraid if I close my mouth cum will spill out. I bring my hands to my mouth to catch any spillage then swallow. It doesn't go down in one gulp so I swallow again, and again. Another man enters my pussy, and cums as I swallow again. Then someone else enters my ass. The guy in my pussy gets replaced. They fuck me down deep. I can see the bulge in my stomach. I need another cock. They're not cumming fast enough. My wish was granted, someone dropped their cock down next to me rammed it into my pussy without their hands. As he was fucking me, a slow trickle of cum dribbled out. Making a mess of my pussy. I could feel it coat my entire vagina. Then his cock swelled and the trickle stopped. Then he jack hammered me. 1000 times a minute; ringing my cervix like a bell. Then he pressed my uterus in on itself and a full blast of cum shot out. Adding to the ocean swelling inside me. I continued to catch loads from them for the whole walk up. They would pick me up, sometimes without their hands whenever the line moved. They would cum sometimes when walking, this felt especially good, and a little funny. It reminded me we are in a public place and could get caught at any moment. My uterus felt bloated, like I was already deeply pregnant. God I hope it's triplets. I don't want this cum to go to waste. I need to get pregnant. I cum again as I felt another creampie. Then the finale. They all worked up another two loads and shot it into me in three minutes. A constant bombardment of throbbing cocks, filling me deep. This time, penetrating my cervix and violating my fallopian tubes, one cock in each tube. Double fallopian tube fucking. Making dead sure I get pregnant. The mashing of my ovaries caused a massive orgasm, stimulating their spent cocks for another load. I can feel my fallopian tubes swell, their cocks are about to erupt. I could burst! Their cocks throb. Jizz explodes towards my ovaries. Each of my fallopian tubes swell up. Their cocks plugging me. My little egg, oh poor thing. Drowning in semen. They take turns violating my ovaries. Blasting sperm directly onto my egg. Finally, they pull out. I hold my palm against my pussy, keeping in cum until my cervix closes back up. Afterwards, I lick my hand clean. One guy: Noticed you lost your swim suit. Here, you can have my draw string. Me: Ha! Thanks. But I like my new skirt!
- As we ate breakfast on Gert’s final day with us, she and Dad had a chat. He said, “I saw your family only has two tractors and one hay wagon. Your small tractor is pretty old too. We have three good tractors and three wagons, but really only need two of each. Since your family has five young men and seven young women, and we could use another hand or two, I was thinking maybe we could make some kind of deal.” “I know your sons here aren’t old enough to date yet, otherwise I’d suggest matching them with some of our girls. A few men could come help you out for a week or two here and there.” “Actually, Gert, I was thinking of something else. Do you think maybe I could foster a few of them? Have two or three of your family live here with us, and be part of our family? We’ll have a bedroom open once my oldest boys get married, and I’ll let you borrow a tractor and wagon whenever you want?” “That sounds like a good idea. I think they’ll like it too. Five brothers sharing two bedrooms and seven sisters in three others causes lots of arguments. Let’s go talk to them about it.” Dad and Gert walked out to his truck. In our part of the country, when adult brothers or sisters married other people but stayed together in the same house, their children were treated as siblings. Regardless of which woman birthed them or who their father was, all the boys raised together in one house were ‘brothers’ and all the girls were ‘sisters’, instead of cousins. That made describing family relationships a lot easier and seemed to make families closer. ‘Brothers’ were more willing to help each other than ‘cousins’. The adults were still ‘Mom and Dad’ and ‘auntie and uncle’, though. Dad brought home Fran and three of the Holmes girls. I was very surprised when Fran angrily told Dad to leave his boots on the porch instead of tracking mud into the kitchen, and he meekly apologized. The Patron was the undisputed boss of the family any time work needed to be done in the fields or barn, but the Matron was Queen of the house. Dad told us, “Boys, welcome Linda, Beth, and Holly to the family. Linda and I are dating. She’s only 19, but her Patron approved and I got special permission from the Alderman.” I knew about ‘special permission.’ If a girl got pregnant before she was old enough to date, sometimes her partner could get permission to marry her after he got out of jail. I was pretty sure Dad didn’t even know who Linda was until that day, so her boyfriend must have left her. She was kind of pretty, and I doubted she’d date a man so old if she had a choice. Dad continued, “Beth and Holly are your new sisters. They’ll have Jim and Joe’s room, until your brothers move back to finish their dating. For a few months, they’ll need to share a room with Fran. They’re good girls, so treat them right. No incest and be nice to them. Linda and Beth will help with milking and other barn chores. Holly is only 18, so she’ll mostly take care of the chickens and help Fran with the house. More good news for Fran and the boys. Linda will give you blowjobs to help with your sex needs, so you won’t need to do Fran’s butt so much.” I wasn’t sure if I was happy about that or not. Getting sucked by an attractive young woman like Linda would be great, but my little sister’s ass had made me the happiest I’d ever been. He added, “One other thing. This is a family secret. No word of this can ever leave the house, understand?” We all nodded. “As a special treat, because she can’t get MORE pregnant, at night Linda will let John and Jake in her pussy until the baby makes her belly too big.” Linda’s smile was nearly as large as mine and John’s were, but Fran looked jealous. “As a reward for keeping the secret, either Jake or John will lick Fran, Beth, and Holly every night too. Agreed?” “WOO! YES! YEAH! YESSSS!” “Good. Come help me set up for fertilizing the corn tomorrow, boys. Girls, make some lunch and bring it to us in the pump shed at noon.” - At noon Dad, John, and I sat on the upper bench in the pump shed waiting for the girls to bring us lunch. We’d slid our pants and underwear down as usual. Fran carried in napkins and a stack of bowls and spoons. Linda brought in a small kettle of soup, Beth was carrying a pie and a jug of lemonade, and Holly had cups and a bag of sandwiches. The former Holmes girls were surprised by our nude lower halves and the altered picnic table. Fran explained, “The Matron sits on the lower bench, so she can suck them while they eat. It saves a lot of time.” Linda commented, “That’s a good idea! Our Dad should buy one for back at home.” Dad told her, “I’m your new Dad, and this is your new home. You can’t buy ‘em, I made it. I guess I could make another one.” Beth asked Dad, “We’re fostered, so we’re officially part of your family now, right?” “Right. We’re glad to have you, and the extra help.” Beth smiled and put a hand on the lower bench as she stared at John’s crotch. “So, since we’re family, we can give blowjobs now? I know Fran is Matron so we don’t have to, but we can if we want?” John, Dad, and I all rapidly replied. “Sure!” “Yeah!” “Of course!” “Great!” She sat on the lower bench and leaned forward toward John’s crotch, then Linda sat opposite Dad. I was happily surprised when Holly sat in front of me. She was only 18, like Fran. I felt her hands on my thighs as she said, “I haven’t tried it before. I hope you like it.” Feeling her warm, wet, rough tongue on the head of my dick was even better than the bowl of Fran’s excellent chicken dumpling soup. She held my shaft tightly in her hand and didn’t move it, but the way she licked and circled the rim of my cockhead with her tongue felt AMAZING. I stopped eating and closed my eyes as I savored the wonderful sensations. John and Dad climaxed and unloaded within a few minutes, but Holly had me close to orgasm for what felt like a very long time. Fran instructed, “Holly, you need to stroke his shaft to make him finish, either that or swallow the tip of it.” Holly did both, gulping me into her mouth and taking the head in her throat as she started stroking the bit of shaft that wouldn’t fit past her lips. I exploded in seconds and pumped out more semen that I ever had in one load before. Holly wasn’t expecting it and started coughing as I pulled out of her mouth. I quickly apologized, “Sorry, Holly. Are you okay?” After coughing a few more times she explained, “I can breathe and stuff, it was just a surprise. It felt really weird, with something hot and wet in my throat without feeling it in my mouth first. I’m okay.” I smiled and rested a hand on her shoulder. “You’re much more than okay! That was GREAT! Thank you!” She smiled back at me and looked deeply into my eyes. As we men were finishing our food, Fran asked, “Since the other girls blew you and you only get it once at lunch, I guess nobody wants my butt?” She sounded disappointed. Dad smiled at her and said, “It’s only noon and the next thing we need to do is milking at five. I think we have time, right boys?” “Sure!” “Yeah!” Dad walked behind her and slid into her asshole. Holly held my hand as we watched. I noticed her gripping my fingers tighter and tighter as Dad got close to cumming. She moved my hand between her legs, then I started rubbing her through her skirt. I liked the feel of her slit and the soft skin around it. John took his turn in Fran’s butt after Dad did, and I kept up the rubbing as Holly stared. After zipping up, Dad cleared his throat and told us, “No puttin’ your fingers or dicks in the girls’ pussies, but there’s nothin’ wrong in playing with each other where the family can see, like civilized folk. Just don’t hide it, and don’t ever do incest or share a bed. And don’t force anybody if they say ‘no’.” Holly’s orgasm started as I said, “Of course, Dad.” I held her as her body spasmed, so she wouldn’t fall off the bench. She looked in my eyes with a big smile on her face and said, “I love you.” The smile faded when I let go of her and replied, “The blowjob was great. Thanks.” Fran asked me, “Want my butt too, Jake?” I moved behind her and put my hands on her hips. As my pecker slowly entered my favorite place in the world, I declared, “Always!” -
Week after week, on an almost daily basis, Van visited his daughter during the day when Red was at work. They fucked each other for hours on end, in every imaginable position. Loni was happier than she had been since before marry ing Red, and the irony was that the happier her daddy made her with his expert fucking technique, the unhappier Loni felt with her husband. Sex with Red was still terrible for Loni. But now it was much more bearable far her and her daddy was making her feel so content these days that she no longer felt the anger and resentment toward her husband which had been coming between the two youngsters and threatening to destroy their marriage. "Things are a lot better between Red and me now, Daddy," Loni murmured lazily one day as she lay in her bed with her daddy. "I'm glad, honey," Van said, stoking the girl's little tits. "But I take it sex is still a drag." "Yeah, I'll say! But that's okay, Daddy. I mean, as long as you keep me happy with this great big gorgeous cock of yours… mmmm, it's such a fantastic prick!" Loni ran her hand up and down the length of her father's hard-on. "How about a tit-fuck, honey?" Van asked thickly, gazing lustily down at his little girl's ripe tits. "Oh, I'd love it, Daddy!" Loni cooed as she scooped her tits up in her hands and waited for her father to put his cock between them. "Good girl," Van murmured as he quickly straddled her just below her tits. Loni stared down at his red, blue-veined cockshaft and licked her lips impatiently. Years ago, when Van had first asked his daughter to fuck his cock with her tits, she had been afraid that they were too small to do the job. But her daddy had taught her that the size was not important. It's what you do with your tits that's important, Van had assured his little girl. And, sure enough, since that time, Van and Loni had enjoyed many, many tit-fucks. Now Loni grinned, loving the look of lust she saw in her father's eyes as he gazed down at her. She saw his huge, throbbing cock lying between her girlish tits. And as she looked at it, it twitched and jerked impatiently. She grinned again and eagerly sandwiched her daddy's prick between her tit-mounds. "Now, give your daddy a good tit-fuck, like you always to!" Van commanded, humping his ass off her chest. "Ohhh, yessss, Daddy," she purred. And with that, Loni slowly began to tit-fuck her father, rubbing her tits against his hard prick, the friction causing his cock to jerk and pulse even harder. "Oh, yeah, baby, you got it! Faster, Loni, rub my prick harder and faster with your little tits!" the man growled. Loni giggled delightedly. She rubbed her tits faster and harder against his gigantic cock, feeling her little cunt growing hotter and wetter with each tit-fucking stroke. Van groaned and began to move back and forth on top of his daughter as he felt his cum building. He loved the feel of the teenager's tits on both sides of his cock, rubbing away frantically, faster and harder. He glanced down at her lust-contorted face and grinned, enjoying the way her eyes glazed over with incestuous desire. Her tongue was sticking out of her slack mouth and saliva drooled from its corners. He stared at her hard, pink nipples, engorged with lust, and he felt his balls screw themselves tightly as he prepared to come. "Go, baby, go!" he shouted. "I'm gonna pop! Keep it up!" "Ohhh, Daddy, I love the feel of your big hard cock against my tits!" Loni moaned. She rubbed her tits faster and faster against her daddy's cock, watching in fascination as it bobbed and jerked between her jiggling mounds of tit-flesh. "Ohhh, yeah, baby, yeah!" Van cried. "Ahhhh, shiiiit, I'm gonna… commmmmniiluinnnnnggggg!" "Unnh, yeah, Daddy, shoot it into my mouth! I wanna eat your cum! Shoot it all into my mouth, Daddy!" Loni cried excitedly, still rubbing her daddy's prick between her tit-jugs. She eagerly opened her mouth, waiting for her father to shoot his cum into her hungry opening. She always loved swallowing her daddy's fizz. She adored the thick, tangy taste and she always felt as if it were her reward for a job well done. She rubbed faster and faster, trying to make him come. Meanwhile, her cunt was pouring out its thick, hot juices, making her hornier by the second. Van began to come. A huge, hot load of cum shot straight out of his cum-slit into his little girl's wide-open mouth. Loni swallowed it quickly, then opened her mouth again for the next creamy load. She continued to swallow and open her mouth again as her father pumped an enormous amount of hot jizz down her throat. She could not quite keep up with him and his jism began to spill out from her lips, splashing wetly down onto her tits as his orgasm ended. "Ohhh, Daddy, I'm commmiiinnnggg!" Loni cried as she swallowed the last of her daddy's cum. She grasped his slick cock and rubbed its cum-coated head all over her face as her orgasm crashed through her, leaving her little pussy twitching with pleasure. "Oh, Daddy, that was good!" she sighed, still hugging his prick to her face. "That's for sure!" Van said with a husky chuckle. "And look… my cock's still hard!" "So I noticed," Loni said with an exaggerated leer, and they both laughed. Suddenly, the teenager closed her hungry mouth over the head of her father's big prick. "Jeesus, Loni!" Van cried with a moan, feeling his prick growing harder and thicker as he felt his daughter's warm, wet mouth beginning to suck on it. The beautiful blonde squeezed her father's prick, running her fingers up and down its full length, feeling it harden and swell beneath her incestuous touch. She wriggled lustily on the bed as she squeezed his cock, feeling her juices flowing more thickly. She was getting hotter and hornier by the second, and she couldn't wait to make him come… again. She moved her hands to his balls and gently stroked them, feeling a fresh load of cum already churning, getting ready to explode into her mouth. The teenager's hot, wet mouth sucked her daddy's throbbing prick, taking great pleasure in the knowledge that, as always, she was arousing him beyond belief. She sucked hard and slowly, feeling the heat from his prick filling her mouth. The tantalizing aroma of male musk rose to her nostrils and she closed her eyes, moaning with pleasure as she sucked harder. "Abhhh, yesss, Loni, suck me! Suck your daddy's cock! Suck hard, little girl! Make me come in your mouth, you sexy little girl!" Van humped his ass off Loni's chest. As she continued to suck his hard, thick prick, Van fucked her mouth with his cock, shoving it in deeper and harder with each thrust. He thrust his hips up toward her eagerly sucking mouth. Loni pulled her head back and licked her father's silken cock-knob, tasting the drops of white cum that oozed from his twitching cumslit. She lapped it up eagerly, loving the taste and the exciting knowledge that it was her very own daddy's jism which she was swallowing. The forbidden nature of this act, like all the others she performed with her loving daddy, just made it seem all the more thrilling. Loni closed her lips tightly around Van's blue-veined shaft. She pressed her hot tongue against the swollen cock-head and she could feel it throbbing harder and harder, and swelling thicker and fatter as it filled her entire mouth. "Unnhhh, Loni!" Van cried. "Suck me hard, baby, suck me until I dump my whole load into that sexy little mouth of yours!" "Mmmffff," Loni moaned. She sucked in her cheeks, increasing the suction down her throat as she worked on her daddy's throbbing prick. She heard the sound of her own wet lips sliding over Van's pulsating prick and she turned on incredibly, feeling her hot cunt-juice completely filling up her pussy and beginning to trickle down her legs. "Yeah, baby, that's great! Fantastic! Suck it hard, Loni!" Van groaned. The youngster was sucking her daddy's cock so hard and deeply that her nose was buried in the bed of curly prick hairs. She could feel his cock-knob against her tonsils. She moaned throatily as she licked and sucked the full length of the trembling fucker. She concentrated on tightening her strong throat-muscles around her father's prick, tightening, then loosening, tightening, then loosening, expertly deep-throating her daddy. "Ahhh, baby, you're sucking me so hard and so good, I'm gonna come soon!" Van moaned, still bucking his ass up off her chest, feeding more and more of his big cock down his little girl's throat. Loni closed her fist around the base of her father's cock, and tugged more of his prick down her throat, sucking just as hard as she could. "Keep up, baby! Keep sucking my prick, you sexy little slut! I'm gonna come! Ahhhh, commmiiinnnggg!" Van yelled at the top of his lungs. Van's cock swelled to absolute stiffness, pulsating strongly down his little girl's throat. Finally, the hot, thick goo burst from the tip of his twitching fuck-knob. Gushers of hot cum squirted quickly from Van's burning prick, pumping into Loni's throat and or down into her belly. Again, she was unable to swallow it all even though she desperately wanted to. Thick, white cream burbled out her lips and ran obscenely down her chin. "Oh, yeah, baby, you're the greatest," Van murmured as he pulled his softening prick out of her mouth. Loni shivered with desire as she realized that she badly needed to come usually, she came when sucking her daddy off, but for some unknown reason, this time she had not. Her cunt was a dripping, sopping mass of pussyjuice, and her nipples were rock-hard, aching with lust for her father. "Suck my tits, Daddy!" she cried, unable to contain her desire and glad that, at least with her beloved father, she did not have to. Van grinned with delight and lay down next to his daughter. He sucked her little tits into his wet mouth, first one, then the other. He sucked and tongued the rigid, stiff nips, using his teeth to nibble around the edges. Loni started to fingerfuck herself, but suddenly, Van pushed her hand away from her trembling crotch, searching for her clit. Her pussy quivered and twitched with pleasure from her daddy's rapidly moving finger. "Ohhh, that feels so good, Daddy!" she squealed. As the man frngerfucked her, he continued to suck on her flushed tits, licking and biting them again and again until she moaned with incestuous lust. She tossed her head from side to side on the bed, murmuring "Daddy, sweet Daddy," over and over again. Loni's hot pussyjuice was flowing freely, increasing as she heard the erotic, squishy sounds of her father's finger moving over her stiff, blood-engorged clit. She began to move her hips, thrusting her crotch up against Van's hand. Suddenly, he slid his finger all the way up into Loni's tight, slick pussyhole. She spread her legs as wide apart as she could, allowing her father to slip his finger all the way into her fuckhole. "Wow, baby, I can never get over how tight you little pussy is! You've got the tightest little cunt I've ever seen… or felt! And it's grabbing my finger like it doesn't wanna let go!" Van said with a husky chuckle. "It doesn't want to let go, Daddy!" Loni giggled. "Not until you make me come!" Her entire body twisted and squirmed on the bed. She slid her hands under her own asscheeks and lifted her cunt up off the bed while her daddy continued to suck her tits and fingerfuck her wet cunt. Her pussymuscles closed tightly around his finger, milking it as if it were a miniature cock. Just as she was about to come, Loni felt her father's hand leaving her pussy, and she groaned in disappointment. But what happened in the next instant sent her mind spinning with joy… her daddy closed his mouth over her cunt. "Aaaarghhhhh, yessss, Daddy, suck my pussy? Make me come with your mouth! Suck meeeeee," she wailed. Loni moved her hips up and down and around in little circles, fucking her father's mouth with her hot cunt. Van licked and sucked, smacking his lips with erotic pleasure as his little girl's tangy cunt sauce flowed unceasingly into his mouth. As he licked and sucked the blonde's stiff clit, he rammed two fingers back up her slick fuckhole, fingerfucking her furiously while sucking off her clit. "Ohhhh, Jeesus, Daddy, you're turning me on sooo fuckin' much! God, I have to came, Daddy! I need to come! Keep sucking my cunt, Daddy! Make me come hard!" she begged tearfully. Van's fingers flew in and out of his daughter's seething pussyhole. Her hips whipped forward and back, driving his fingers deep into her while his mouth sucked furiously and ravenously on her pulsing clit. "Commmiiinnngg!" she shrieked seconds later, yanking her father's head back by his thick hair. "Shove your tongue all the way up my little hole! Hurry, Daddy, I'm coming hard!" But in that instant, Van decided that he wanted to shove more than his tongue up his little girl's fuckhole. He pulled his mouth away from her crotch and knelt between her legs. He rammed his rock-hard prick all the way up her spasming cunt. "Agghhh, yessss, fuck meee, Daddy, fuck me with your huge prick! Yes, that's what I need! Yes, fuck me, Daddy! Make me come again, Daddy! It feels sooooo good!" Loni screamed. She groaned happily with the force of her daddy's fucking as he rammed her hard, driving his big prick in and out of her twitching cunt-hole like a piston. "You sexy little whore!" Van grunted. He shook his head in awe as he watched his daughter clutching at her tits, squeezing and pinching them. Then Loni reached down between her legs and cupped her hands around her daddy's tightening balls, squeezing them gently, urging them to spill their load in her hot, grasping pussy. "I love the way you fuck me, Daddy! Give it to me! Hard!" Loni moaned, still squeezing his balls. She clenched and unclenched her cuntmuscles rapidly, keeping time with his hard, quickening thrusts. Suddenly, she felt the rise of another tidal wave of orgasms. "Obhhh, Daddy, you're making me come again!" she hollered, feeling several violent waves of hot climax wash over her, one quickly following on the heels of another. "I'm coming too, baby! Conunmiinnngg!" Van yelled as a gusher of thick, white cream shot from his cock into his little girl's fiery pussyhole. As she felt her daddy's creamy cum filling her pussy to overflowing, she smiled, thinking how lucky she was to have such a great lover for her very own daddy… especially since she did not have a halfway decent lover for a husband. Contd
He pushed it in me. I know this is a stupid way to start a story but you got to give me a chance ok. I promise it is important to the story. Stick with me ok. First things first. My name was Christian and what I was doing right now was right. I am well aware of that. Before my story is over you may think I'm dumb as hell. You may think I'm an idiot but don't judge me just yet Put yourself in my shoes. Imagine this? "Jesus." His dick was bigger than I had remembered. Each time we had sex it felt like his dick grew. We were fucking yes. I mean why else would another guy's dick be in me right? It was kind of self explanatory at this point. Trust me the fuck was good. The fuck was always BOMB. His name was Ant but that was just a nickname. Trust me there was NOTHING small about this guy. "You like it don't you?" "Yes." "Call me daddy." I rolled my eyes. Ant always had a this thing about power. It was never really a turn on for me. Between that and his manly grunting it felt like I was just a piece of meat a lot of the times. I had to admit the sex was good but sometimes I wondered. Were we always just having sex? How come he never took it slow? How come he never made love to me? "Daddy! Daddy. Can I have a turn?" There was a pause. Awkward! Ok? "Wait you want to fuck me?" "I never got to." He laughed a little bit. Ant was beautiful. He was my age but tended to look a little bit older. His body was on point at all. He had hair on his chest and and a full goatee. He was bald by choice. I loved to rub that little bald head of his. I was shocked when Ant agreed. He still seemed to want to take control though. He always wanted to take control. He pulled his dick out of me and threw me on the bed. The sheets were clean and we were about to dirty them all up. My dick was already hard when he sat on it. He pushed his fat ass on me and let out the biggest moan I had ever heard. I was sure Ant had never been fucked before. I had been playing with his ass for weeks now however getting him ready. Hell yeah I was preparing him. I had been meaning to ask him. I was just waiting for the right time. Now was the right time. He was all worked up and horny after fucking me for so long. He'd be able to take it. "How's that feel?" He asked me. "You're SO TIGHT!" I was only half complaining. The other half was enjoyment. It was pure enjoyment. He started to ride me once he got comfortable. He started to rock back and forth. His waist was so small. His ass was so tight. "Yeah is it good?" "Yeah?" "Damn I can't keep doing this man. I'm going to cum." "Cum on me...cum on me." It happened quickly. His hands were jerking off his dick. His face got intense all of a sudden and then he shot his load. It was a lot. The sticky man juice went all over my face and my chest. "Fuck I love you," I said. I regretted it immediately. I did love him. I think a part of me always loved Ant. We had known each other for too long. He just looked at me. He opened his mouth as though he was about to say it back. For a minute I thought he was going to say it back. He even started to announce the words but he stopped instead. He just smiled and leaned forward to start kissing me. You would think him nutting would have stopped him but no. He kept going. He kept riding me. It wasn't the nut that stopped him. It the sound of the alarm downstairs going off. FRONT DOOR OPEN echoed throughout the house. "Oh shit," Ant said jumping off of me. "What. Who is it?" "Who do you think it is?" he asked, "Shit!" I didn't have the chance to get dressed. "You said she wasn't going to be home until later." "Clearly she got off early. You need to go." "How?" "Out the window?" "Ant---you got to be fucking jokin' kid. I'm not about to jump out of no goddam window Ant. There is no way in hell." So that was my life. I told you it was important. Ant was married. His wife had come home early. I felt like an idiot jumping out the window, running in the streets, with dried cum on my face, half dressed, with a semi hard dick. This was my life. This was the life of a DL dude. I was in the closet. I had known Ant for years even before his wife and we had always been in the closet together. There were so many other things about this whole experience that made me feel like an idiot besides the fact that I was in love with a married man. Before I knew it I was texting my best friend Shorty to come pick me up. The thing about Shorty was that he was always there for me. It was the nighttime and we damn sure didn't stay in a good side of town. I couldn't believe I was just on the street corner like some trash that had gotten thrown away. I couldn't believe I had found myself in this position ... again. He always found a way to get me and when he saw me on the street corner he knew exactly what it was before I even said anything. I had climbed in the passenger seat of his Honda Accord. "Tsk, tsk, tsk?" Shorty said. "Shut up ok." Shorty wasn't short. His real name was Shawn but everyone called him Shorty because back in the day he used to be really Shorty but he had a growth spurt really late in his life. Now he stood at 6 foot 2 inches. He was even taller than me. Shorty was handsome. He was mixed black and white with really curly hair. Even though I was a barber he never would let me touch it really. He liked his hair to grow out wild and crazy. To tell the truth I kind of liked it too. "You know it's not safe to be out here right? I mean, I know you ain't dumb Christian. Why do you act so dumb sometimes." "I don't judge you. I don't judge you when you do stupid shit right? It's not like you are some goddam saint ok Shorty?" I said shaking my head and putting my feet up on the dashboard, "Fuck I can't stand your ass sometimes." "Get your fucking feet down," Shorty said slapping them down and then turning to me, "The difference between you and me is I don't fuck married men." Shorty was DL too. It was easy to be in the closet when only a few people knew about you. We had another friend named Penny. Penny was the local fag hag and wanted us to come out of the closet and be some flaming queers so bad. Shorty wasn't feminine and neither was I however. We were just two regular dudes that happened to be gay and didn't want anyone to know about it. "It's not men. It's one man." "Mr. A huh? Who is this guy? What's the big secret?" Shorty didn't know everything about me. Like I said, my love life was complicated. You had no idea just how complicated it all was but we'll get into that shortly. "Why do you always try to force it out of me. Is it important who he is?" "Yes. You're so in love with this guy. Why won't you tell me who he is?" I stared out the window. We were almost at my house. I knew Shorty meant well but him getting in my business was probably some of the most annoying moments I had. He looked over at me. He continued to talk. This time he seemed a lot less aggressive. He was being more passive. I hated when he talked to me like this. He was talking soft like he was treating some wounded fucking bird. I hated when he tried to baby me. "You are an attractive guy. You know that. You're all pretty and shit?" I rolled my eyes, "You know I hate when people call me pretty Shorty. What the fuck is that supposed to mean. I'm a man." "You're a pretty boy. Admit it," he said shaking his head, "Regardless that isn't the point. I'm not going to keep bothering you and asking you about who this Mr. A guy is that you have been so obsessed with. All I'm saying is that you can do better." "Better like what?" "How will you know if you don't let anyone in?" Shorty asked. He was right. I knew he was right. I remembered how I told Ant that I loved him. I remembered how he just ignored me and kissed me instead. As soon as his wife came into the picture he just ran. There were levels to this. "It's complicated." Shorty shook his head, "It's always complicated with you." He had no idea how complicated it was. The fact is Shorty knew Ant. They were actually really close. We were all close at one point. We had all grown up together and from time to time I knew Shorty still hung around Ant. The thing was Shorty had NO idea that Ant was into boys. He said back in the day that he may have thought so but he never confirmed and kind of dismissed the idea when Ant got married. I told you things were complicated?. "I guess I love being tragic," I stated. I couldn't help it. I couldn't' help how I felt about Ant. I knew I couldn't. It had been going on for 8 years. I was fifteen when I had first met Ant and fifteen when we started messing around and sneaking around places. 8 years later I was still in the same place. 8 years later I was still fucking jumping out of windows and telling him how much I cared about him when he continued to play me. Shorty knew I had a lot on my mind. I could tell by how he sighed in the next minute. "Come out with me and Penny tonight." "Where?" "A club man." "You know I don't do the club thing. Besides I'm broke." "You're always BROKE!" I shook my head. I sighed. He was right about that. "I haven't had any clients lately." "I'll pay for you?" "Shorty you know I don't like to take things." "Well you need to. You need to accept love and maybe that's why you're so fucked up. Mr. A isn't giving it to you. Maybe it's time you put yourself out there to find it from someone else. Just come out. If you are having a bad time we'll leave. I promise. We'll go hide in a dive bar and we'll let you cry about how complicated your love life is." I sighed. I would have said no. If I hadn't just had to jump out of a window I would have said no. The fact is I did have to jump out of a window. The fact is I wasn't going to keep playing the back burner for a married man. I had to get out there. I had to live my own life. My mother had called me a few times that day but I ignored all of the calls. I wasn't in the mood to even talk to her. God knows that she wanted to vent about her relationship. The thing about my mother and I was that we were both tragic. I got dressed in the apartment that I shared with Penny and Shorty. We had all lived together for about three years. Penny was Shorty's beard. His family didn't know about him and he wanted to keep it that way. Hell I wanted to keep it that way too but he got to Penny first. My mother always wondered why I was living with a guy and his girlfriend. I never really replied. "You want a shot Christian?" Penny asked from the next room. I cut my own hair. It was my hustle. I couldn't find a job in the economy and it was quick cash. I found myself getting kind of good at it. I didn't know what to wear as I looked through my clothes. Ant would have hated for me to go out looking too good. I couldn't help but texting him at that moment. -GOING OUT...in case you care.- I looked in the mirror after I sent the text to him. He was probably too busy with his goddam wife to notice me. I had gotten used to it. My boyfriend had a wife. This was the lifestyle that I lived. When I looked in the mirror I couldn't tell why he didn't like me. They all called me pretty but but I thought I was more than just a pretty boy. I was handsome. Girls threw themselves over me all the time when I went out. That was a part of the reason that I didn't go out. The guys all wanted to think I was gay because I was too 'pretty' but not gay enough to pull their girls if I wanted to. My phone buzzed. Ant had replied. -Are you kidding me? Since when do you go out- -Is it a big deal? I'm just going to a club.- -Better not be one of those gay boy clubs.- -No. I def not. Lol. Don't act like ur worried anyway. Aren't you home playing the Good husband anyway. Why does it matter if I find a guy?- -...- -What? Can't say anything about that.- -It's not the same.- -Why not?- -I'm fucking with a female. You know you're the only GUY I mess with- I shot off my phone. I wasn't about to deal with this. That was a stupid ass excuse. He just assumed because he was married to a woman that it didn't count. He was bisexual unlike me so he should have been able to do both because "It wasn't the same." Fuck that. "You know what Penny?" I said, "I want that shot." It was 12 o clock before we headed out to the club. The club was called club heat. I took a shot of the Hornitos tequila in the backseat of the car. Penny was blasting music up front as we got the club. When we found parking I realized that Shorty was staring at me from the front seat. "You should slow down with that." "Oh here we go grandpa Shorty," Penny said from the front seat. I laughed. Penny was hilarious. She was always a goodtime. She had a bubbly personality and a beautiful look to match. She looked a lot like Rihanna who was her idol. She looked like Rihanna back in the days when she had the short, blood red dyed hair and black makeup all the time. Penny was also super stylish. She always knew the hottest fashion. At times I had to admit she could be a little too much of a good time. She wasn't the kind of girl you had a heart to heart with. She was more of the best friend you went to when you wanted to get your mind off of things. I said getting out of the car and almost losing my footing, "I'm fine?" "You're slurring." "He should be!" Penny said jumping out from the car, "Shorty you need to loosen up. You need some dick or something." "SHh?" Shorty said immediately. I laughed at the thought. I mean I was in the closet but Shorty was in the closet in a whole different way. His dad was a pastor and his mom was the biggest Debbie Downer ever. Someone even saying a gay comment to him in public was something that he just couldn't handle. Penny rolled her eyes, "Relax. Air out your closet homie. There's no one even around listening to us." "Whatever. I'm a top, remember. I don't want dick anyway." "Well ass?a blow job?whatever?" I laughed pushing at Shorty as we walked towards the club, "Man he needs all of THE above." Penny found it funny and even Shorty laughed a little bit. My group of friends weren't ideal but we were all we had of each other. I watched Shorty continue to look at me like hawk because I was so drunk. He should have been worried about Penny but she was used to getting drunk. I guess I was a little different. The line to the club was long and when we got in there we realized it was kind of packed. It was hot in the club. Penny was immediately on the dance floor. I had to admit I found it amusing when her skinny ass started twerking. She was adorable. The night was going by pretty quickly. We weren't far from the VIP area. I had to admit I was having fun. Even Shorty was loosening up a little bit once he got a few drinks in him. I thought it was going to be just like a regular fun night. I thought it was going to be cool. That was until he walked in. He was dressed in all black. This Nubian god walked into the club and seemed to shut it down. I wasn't the only one looking. A lot of girls were looking. He wasn't dressed like the other guys in the club. He had a suit on. It was Armani. I had known because I seen it on the runway at fashion week the week before when I went with Penny. That suit cost a grip! I knew that much. He had on sunglasses as well but he took them off. He had a beautiful brown tone to his skin and his face?it looked like a darker version of Colin Kaepernick. They looked so similar you would have they could have been twins. My eyes couldn't stop looking at him. "Who the fuck is that?" I heard Penny say. Penny and I were far from the only ones gawking. EVERYONE was. Hell even the straight guys in the club had seemed to stop to stare for a minute. I wondered how he felt. I wondered how he felt to walk in a room and have this presence that just shut shit down. Shorty was confused, "You don't know Kingston Doors?" "No but I want to," Penny stated, "Damn that nigga fine. What he do?play basketball?football. What he's a rapper?" I could tell why Penny thought he was. He had an entourage behind him. They were all dressed in suits. They all liked like they were worth a million dollars each. I was mesmerized by it all. There was all this glam that they had. He walked past me with his entourage. I couldn't help but to stare but the weird thing was when he turned his eyes around. Our eyes met. Our eyes connected for a short minute but that short minute seem to last a lifetime. The way he looked at me. The way I looked at him. I had never seen someone that made me almost forget for a minute that Ant existed. "Was he just staring at Christian?" Penny asked. I was hypnotized and when Penny called my name I had completely stepped out of it, "What? No?no. We just caught eye contact." "No you guys were staring at each other for a minute. I know that look," Penny said shaking her head, "You better be on that, boo. He is IT. You hear me? Jesus Christ." Shorty rolled his eyes, "He's straight. Clearly. Plus he is Kingston Doors. THE Kingston Doors." "You keep saying that like it's supposed to mean something." The name it did mean something. I didn't remember where I could hear it from but I had heard it a lot especially in the neighborhood. It was a big name. it was the kind of name you would hear when you heard something like Big Meech or Larry Hoover. You didn't know exactly where you heard the name from but you knew there was something negative inclined about it. You knew this person wasn't some famous ball player or actor or musician. He had this swag that said he was somewhat above all that. Shorty rolled his eyes, "Kingston Doors?stupid. You know. The drug lord?" No it wasn't famous. Kingston Doors was Infamous. His VIP section was everything. It was crowded with the rich looking guys. I had never seen something like that before. To be honest I was dead broke. Cutting hair for a living out of my house was not the lavish life. I hadn't been able to pay my part of the rent in months. If it wasn't for Shorty and Penny I probably would have been homeless. I didn't know why I was staring so hard at him. I didn't know even more why I realized he was ignoring his entourage to stare back at me. I turned quickly. What the fuck was I thinking? "You ok Christian?" Penny asked, "You had too much to drink?" "No?no. Maybe. I'm fine." I wasn't the staring type. I didn't know what was getting over me. I was sweating I was nervous. I could still feel his eyes on me. I could still feel his eyes on me even though I wasn't looking at him. This guy had the most powerful stare I had ever felt. It was almost like you could feel it. "You don't look fine," Shorty said. I was flustered. "It's nothing," I said. We had gone back to dancing. We had gone back to acting like we were having fun. Truth was I couldn't get Kingston Doors off my mind. I had gone onto the dancefloor with Penny. Shorty wasn't very far at that moment but Penny wanted me all for herself. She started dancing pulling me this way and that way. "Penny slow down!" "What!" "Slow down." She couldn't hear me through the music. She was always a bit deaf. I found myself getting more and more dizzy as she swung me around. The music and the lights were all too much really. I didn't know what the fuck I was doing. I didn't know what the fuck I was doing until I did it. I felt myself turning at that moment. I felt myself getting lightheaded. AND THE VOMIT CAME OUT. "Oh my god!" I heard Penny scream. Several people in the club and taken steps back to see what I had just done. I wished I had thrown up on the floor. It would have been a little easier. That wasn't the case though. I had thrown up on this big, burly, black dude who gave me the hardest eye at that moment. His face wrinkled up when I threw up on him. Shit! Shit! "I told you that you can't handle your liquor," Shorty said, "Sorry man. Sorry for my friend. He doesn't go out that much. He's not used to all this?" The big man wasn't having it. He wasn't having none of it. Before I knew it he pushed Shorty out of the way. The way Shorty flew across the floor made me realize just how strong this man was. He was strong and he was embarrassed. The embarrassment had made him mad as hell. "I'm sorry!" I said. Shorty ran up back up towards me. I could feel him trying to pull me back to get me out of the way from the guy but it was too late. The guy was gripping me up already pulling on my shirt. "You motherfucker! You DRUNK fucking faggot!" was what he had said to me as he balled up his fist. "What's the problem here?" I hadn't noticed someone was behind me until I saw him. It was HIM. Kingston Doors. He was standing right behind me with his entire entourage. The man was shocked to see him there. Kingston's people were dressed in suits but they had a swag about them. They looked like gangsters straight out of some crime syndicate. "King, this one of your people?" "No but that don't mean shit," Kingston stated shaking his head, "Something wrong with you? This club is under my protection. Feel me? You not going to be staring NO MOTHERFUCKING SHIT?.in this club?" The guy put his hands off of me. He didn't even give me another look. "I don't want no problems. I promise King. I'm sorry?" "Someone escort that man out of here." I watched the way four or five goons grabbed up the man. I wondered by the way they grabbed him what King meant by escort. "You ok?" Kingston said looking at me. The world stopped. Jesus Christ this guy was beautiful. This guy was beautiful. "I didn't need your help," I stated. I wanted to punch myself. What the fuck was coming out of my mouth? "Christian!" Penny said correcting us, "Sorry about that. Look thanks for looking out for my friend. He's a little. You know! Drunk!" "It's cool," Kingston said laughing at me instead of taking my rudeness serious, "I can't hold my liquor either. It's nothing to embarrassed about." "I can hold my liquor!" I snapped back. I didn't know what I was saying. I felt like I had to be rude to him. I didn't' know why. Maybe in the back of my mind I was afraid of how attracted I was to him. Either way he didn't seem to mind me snapping. He seemed to find it funny luckily. "Oh I don't doubt that. Still?how about you guys come to my VIP. I got some juice. You guys can sober up or hell drink some of the good liquor and not the cheap stuff." "You know what?we should get home," Shorty said, "We aren't in the VIP mood. Think we should probably get my friend home." Shorty was giving him a suspicious look. He didn't trust him. I knew that Shorty knew more about this guy than the rest of us. Maybe I should have followed his lead. "What?" Penny asked, "He will be fine. Please. Let's just go into the VIP for a little bit. It's not like none of us can even afford it on a regular." Shorty grimaced, "Penny. "Fine?" Penny stated, "I'm sorry man. Thanks for your help though." Shorty and Penny started to walk away leading me as though I was some sort of cripple. I couldn't help but to look back. I didn't know why but I knew he was looking at me as well. Our eyes connected. He was beautiful. I couldn't take how I felt about him. He noticed me looking. I wondered what he was thinking about. He had a half smirk on his face as though amused by me. He watched me the entire time until I walked out of the club. This Kingston man was dangerous. He was real dangerous. Why the hell had I clinched up? Why hadn't I been nicer to him? Why didn't I go to his VIP. I felt like a fucking idiot. I couldn't get Kingston out of my head. It was the only time ever that I felt anything at all for anyone besides Ant. I didn't even think it was really possible. The truth was I was more confused then ever. Why hadn't I taken advantage of it? I could have gotten to know him. This was a big city. It was entirely possible I would never see this guy again. "You know what?just drop me over here. I don't want to go home tonight. My mom's house is right there." "Aw ok, tell Momma Nay I said hey." I got out of the car, "I'll let her know. When I got to the house my mom up. I wasn't shocked to see her up. See the thing about my mother is that she was a young mom. She had me when she was just 15. My dad was never in my life. At one point in her life she had gotten remarried to a man who was really abusive and controlling. She finally broke out of that relationship though. Ever since then she had been trying to be 'The Cool Mom'. She liked to hang with my friends and date younger guys. She actually ended up marrying a new guy who was much younger. I had gotten into the house and saw her. "Oh hey baby." "Didn't know you were up." "Oh you know just having a conversation with the hubby. He's been acting real weird all night. Something had him upset. I don't know what it is. Maybe you can talk to him. Here he comes. Hey baby," My mom called out, "Guess who came to visit us." There he was. Ant. "Oh hey," he replied. Yes. My mother was Ant's wife. I told you my love life was complicated?
The World's First Futa's Daughters – Futa's First Taboo Pleasure Chapter One: Rebecca's Taboo Futa Discovery By mypenname3000 Copyright 2018 October 13th, 2041 – Rebecca Woodward Today, my half-sister turned eighteen. Music thudded through our house while she and her friends giggled downstairs. Brita sounded like she was having a great time. I could hear their feet swishing over the carpet as they danced to the latest single from my other half-sister, Nari. I had a lot of futa-half-sisters out there. I was one of Becky Woodward's daughters. She had thousands and thousands and thousands of us. At least a few were born every day, or so the gossip magazines claimed. The world's first futa was single-handily creating a new generation that was changing the demographics of the human race forever. All her daughters were futas as far as I knew. I was friends with about a dozen of them on social media and had even met a few in real life. It was cool to talk to other girls going through the same problems as you. That first erection in the middle of gym class, talking about our first kiss with a girl, our first times. Many normal girls were curious about us. I had my share of girlfriends throughout high school. None lasted. Now at twenty and going to college, I was still playing around. I hadn't found anyone special, yet. I thought I had last year, but she was jealous of all the attention I got and thought I was cheating on her. My mom knocked on the door, sticking her head in. She was young when she met my mother, Becky, and had me. Every woman my mom fucked had a baby. Shortly after, she married Brita's dad, Vern. He was a great guy, but he was killed in a car accident a few years back. Even self-driving cars could have those. Vern was a great dad. I missed him. So did Mom and Brita. “Yeah?” I asked. My mom stuck her head in. “Are they being too noisy for you? I know it's getting late.” I was sitting at my desk studying. “It's fine, Mom. They'll peter out in a few hours. I'm a college student. I'm used to staying up late.” “Okay,” Mom said. She was still a beautiful woman in her late thirties, her black hair spilling down her face. Her eyes flicked to me and I suddenly became aware I was in a pair of panties and a tank top that molded to my round breasts. “Well, good night. It's good that you came home for the weekend. Brita was thrilled you were here.” “Was she?” I asked. “She's having more fun with her friends.” Anya, Ramona, and Lizzie were over to have a fun slumber party to celebrate. “Oh, your sister adores you,” Mom said. “Well, if you don't think they're too noisy...” “If you think they're too noisy, Mom, tell them to be quiet.” “Oh, no, I couldn't do that,” she said. “It's Brita's birthday. Besides, I'm a heavy sleeper. Good night, Rebecca.” “Good night, Mom,” I said, shaking my head. Mom closed my door. I heard her enter her bedroom next to mine. The bed creaked as she settled down for the night. I went back to studying. I was copying information from my laptop onto notecards—I found it easier to memorize things that weren't on a computer screen—and yawned. It was approaching two in the morning and the girls sounded like they were running out of steam. So was I. I stretched my back, debating going to bed when a soft knock came at my door. “Yeah, Mom?” I asked. “It's not your mom,” a soft voice whispered. “It's Anya. Can I come in?” I blinked. “Oh, sure,” I said. “Come in.” Anya was one of my sister's friends. My door creaked open and I blinked at Anya. She was a Black girl with a dark weave of hair spilling down around her plump face. She had a curvy body that was almost entirely revealed to me. She was nearly naked, her breasts round and dark, her nipples thrusting hard. A pair of pink panties clung to her crotch, the outline of her pussy lips molded in the satin. My jaw dropped. I was two years older than them and had even babysat the pair a few times—something Brita thought was completely unfair—so I thought of Brita and her friends as children. It was hard to remember they were all eighteen now, in their last year of school before college. I swallowed as Anya closed the door behind her. She had this breathless nervousness about her. She swallowed, her breasts rising and falling with her quickened breaths. She rubbed her hands against her belly, staring at me with glassy eyes. She licked her lips. “I... I...” She swallowed. “You're just so beautiful, Rebecca. I've always wanted to be with a futa. With you. I've had such a crush on you and then you were here for the night and if I didn't do this you'd go back to college and I want my first time to be with you and...” She ran out of breath. A hot shudder ran through me. My futa-dick swelled hard in my panties, throbbing and aching as my gaze flicked up and down her body. She was a sexy girl. A hot shudder ran through me. My fingers flexed and relaxed. It was hard to think as all the blood rushed to my cock. My pussy grew so wet as she stood there. I rose from my seat, unable to resist this delight. It was hard to think of Anya as a child now. Not with those round, lush breasts, her nipples so hard. She trembled as I advanced. She was a little taller than me. I cupped her dark face and pulled her down for a kiss. This wasn't the first girl who had come to my room at college. I savored the flavor of her mouth on mine. Her lips were hot and wet. I kissed her hard, loving how she moaned. Her hands grabbed my tank top as her tongue dueled with mine. She gripped my shirt, fingers stretching the material. I shuddered, loving the delight of this. Then she tugged it up. She was bold for a virgin. I shuddered as our tongues danced and dueled. The fabric rolled up my stomach to my breasts. My nipples drank in the caress of the fabric as she pulled my top over my tits. We broke our kiss so she could take it off. This time as we kissed, our breasts pressed together. I shuddered, my hands grabbing her rump. I kneaded her, teased her, pulled her against me. She shuddered and ground against me. My futa-dick ached and throbbed in the silky confines of my panties while my nipples rubbed against hers. Sparks flared down to my throbbing girl-dick. My pussy grew hotter and hotter as I navigated her through my room. I turned her and backed her towards my bed. She whimpered into the kiss, clinging to me, her lips hot and delicious. When she reached my bed, she broke the kiss. “I've wanted this for so long, Rebecca. You're just so sexy.” “So are you,” I purred, my hand squeezing her rump. “Mmm, I'm going to make you explode.” “I know you will,” Anya groaned. “Thea's sister always talks about how your night together.” I smiled. “That was a naughty slumber party.” “So is this one,” moaned Anya as she sank down onto the bed, her eyes hot. She hooked her fingers into the waistband of my panties and yanked them down. My hard futa-dick popped out before her, thrusting from the shaved folds of my pussy. My sweet musk filled my nose, drifting up my body while my plump breasts jiggled before me. Agnes groaned, seizing my pale shaft with her dark fingers. The Black girl opened her mouth wide and sucked my girl-dick into her mouth. I gasped, my pussy clenching, at the hunger of her sucking. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked hard. I groaned, the pleasure spilling through my body. I shook and shuddered. This amazing rapture surged through my body. It was an incredible delight. My heart pounded in my chest. My head shook from side to side, my fingers clenching and relaxing. “Slow down,” I panted as she sucked with such hunger. I grabbed the side of her head and pulled me off my dick. “Mmm, I want to pop off in you. I'm not my mom. I didn't get the stamina gene.” “Oh,” she said. “But you got the big dick gene.” I winked at her. I pushed her down onto her back and cupped those delicious breasts, my dark fingers digging into her flesh. She quivered, licking her lips. My dick throbbed, a line of pussy juices running down it. I savored the feel as I leaned down and latched my mouth onto a nipple. The virgin gasped and moaned. She shuddered beneath me. She gasped, squirming on the bed. Her moans echoed through my bedroom. I danced my tongue around her nipple, teasing her, my fingers kneading into her flesh. “Mmm, I'm going to lick you all up,” I told her as I kissed down her breast, rubbing my face into her underboob. “Going to make you cum. Then I'm going to slide into your pussy. Won't that be nice?” “Yes,” she moaned, squirming on the bed. I shuddered in delight. I went lower and lower. I kissed down her dark body, my hands caressing her sleek sides. Anya shuddered, the bed creaking as I went lower. My breasts brushed across her panties then felt her thighs. I kissed around her bellybutton, my fingers sliding down to her hips. To the waistband of her pink panties. I hooked them. She lifted her rump and let me wiggle them off. She shuddered and wiggled. I worked her panties down her hips, tugging on them. I exposed more and more of her shaved pubic mound, hungering of the sight of her pussy. She quivered, her breasts jiggling. “Rebecca!” she moaned as I pulled her panties down and witnessed her virgin delight. A tight, shaved pussy, her dark vulva plump. Just a hint of pink peeked out of her slit, glistening with her juices. It was such an inviting sight. I groaned, the hunger building and building in me. I licked my lips, eager to feast on her. “You are beautiful, Anya,” I moaned, her tart musk filling my nose. “Ooh, I'm going to love you.” “Yes!” she quivered. I dived into her flesh. I licked and lapped up and down her slit. I caressed her, teased her. I reveled in the flavor of her pussy. My tongue parted her pink, fluttering through her. I didn't find a hymen, but she felt tight as I probed into her depths. She shuddered on the bed, her thighs squeezing about my face. The bed springs creaked as I feasted on her. She whimpered and moaned. Her tart juices flowed. I wrapped my arms around her legs, my fingers stroking her shaved pubic mound. I teased as my tongue fluttered through her folds. I loved how I made her gasp. Her juices spilled over my tongue. They coated me in her passion. I savored them as I plunged my tongue into her depths. I stirred around in her. I tasted her passion. She gasped and whimpered, her moans echoing through my room. “Rebecca,” she moaned, gripping my comforter. “Oh, Rebecca... Your tongue... Your tongue feels incredible.” “Mmm, so does your pussy,” I purred. My fingers slid down between her legs, caressing her plump vulva. I parted her outer pussy lips, revealing her glistening depths. “Look at that juicy twat. Yum.” “Oh, god,” she moaned. “This is so embarrassing and hot at the same time. You're licking my pussy.” She covered her face as she shuddered. “Yes, I am,” I purred and dove my mouth into her pussy. I licked and lapped at her. My tongue caressed her pussy folds. I teased her. My tongue fluttered up and down her folds. She gasped, squeezing her thighs even tighter about me. I thrust my tongue into her depths, soaking in her tart delight. Her pussy walls clenched around my tongue. My nose rubbed into her clit. I breathed in that wonderful musk. My futa-dick throbbed. My cream ran hot down my thighs. My nipples ached as I feasted on her. I licked and sucked, I savored every bit of her. My tongue flicked up to her clit. I sucked on it. I loved it. Unlike my clit, hers was just a cute bud and not a massive cock. I fluttered my tongue around it. She gasped. Her fingers gripped my hair. She tossed her head back and forth. Her passion spilled from her throat. It was this incredible delight to enjoy. I sunk my tongue deep into her snatch. I caressed her. Teased her. I licked and sucked and fluttered my tongue against her folds. She whimpered and gasped. Her body shook on the bed. My finger probed into her pussy, sliding into her depths as I sucked on her clit. “Oh, Rebecca!” she groaned. She rose up on her elbows, her dark eyes glassy. “Oh, that's naughty. You're... you're... Yes!” Her pussy convulsed around my finger. Her juices flooded out. She fell backward on my bed. Her tits jiggled as her stomach arched. The eighteen-year-old virgin writhed as I pumped my finger in and out of her depths, giving her a taste of passion. A preview for my throbbing cock. I licked up her juices as they spilled out of her. I devoured them, savoring their flavor. My tongue caressed her. Teased her. She shuddered and bucked on the bed. I loved it. This passion echoed around me. My bed creaked. “Oh, wow, Rebecca,” she moaned, her stomach flexing, her pussy's convulsions slowing about my finger. “That was incredible.” I lifted my face, her pussy cream dripping down to my chin. “Wait until my cock's in you.” Her eyes widened. “Mmm, I bet you want that, don't you?” I said, standing up. My breasts jiggled. I grabbed my girl-dick and wagged it before her. “I bet you just want me to slide my girl-dick into your pussy and fu—” She sat up and engulfed my cock again. She sucked on it hard. Her eyes staring up at me. I shuddered, my pussy clenching at the heat shooting through me. I groaned. This wild heat rippled through me. Her mouth felt amazing. I grabbed her shoulders and pushed her back. Her mouth popped off my dick. She panted as I pressed her to the bed. “Mmm, as nice as your mouth is, I bet your tight pussy will feel better. I can't keep you up here all night. My sister might wonder where you went.” “Right,” she moaned as I mounted her. She parted her legs, her hands grabbing my cock. “I want you in me. I want you to be my first.” I smiled at her as she pressed my cock against her juicy folds. I leaned in and kissed her. My mouth pressed on hers. My tongue thrust into her mouth. She whimpered against me. Her tongue danced in my mouth. I caressed her. She shuddered, her hips wiggling back and forth. She rubbed my cock against her hot pussy lips. I loved the feel of it. My dick pressed against hers. Then I sank into her depths. I shuddered at the feel of her hot pussy lips engulfing my girl-cock. Her virgin flesh wrapped about me. She whimpered, pleasure crossing her face. I kissed her. I let her taste her tart pussy as I sank deeper and deeper into the untouched territory of her sheath. Her flesh engulfed me. Welcomed me. She squeezed tight about me. She whimpered into the kiss as my cock filled her. Our breast pressed together. My nipple brushed hers, tingles racing through us both. I broke the kiss as I bottomed out in her. I pressed my forehead against hers. “How is it?” “Amazing, Rebecca!” she moaned, hugging me tight. Her hands grabbed my rump. “Oh, wow, you're huge.” “And you're tight,” I purred. “Ready to really be fucked?” “Yes!” I drew back my hips and then slid my cock into her. I groaned, loving the way her flesh embraced my cock. How tight and juicy she was. She trembled beneath me. Her pussy clenched around my cock. I groaned, loving the feel of her. I pumped away in and out of her pussy. I kissed her. Loved her. My tongue dueled with hers. I thrust hard into her pussy. I buried again and again into her. She clung to me, whimpering and moaning as I buried over and over into her. “Rebecca!” she moaned, her fingernails scratching down my back to grab my rump. “Oh, yes, yes!” “Mmm, just love it,” I groaned, nuzzling into her ear. “Savor it. Let the pleasure flow over you.” “Yes, yes!” she moaned. “It's like President Woodward is fucking me.” “Ooh, don't talk about my futa-mother right now!” I panted, her pussy clenching around me. “Becky!” she gasped. “You're named for her. You're a Becky, too!” “Yes!” I gasped, thrusting into the girl's pussy as she imagined my futa-mother was fucking her. A wild thrill ran through me. “You're just a naughty intern!” I licked her ear. “Aren't you?” “Uh-huh!” she moaned, her pussy clenching. “I applied to be one of her virgin interns, but... but... I get you! I get a futa anyways!” I kissed her, my breasts rubbing into hers. My pussy drank in the hot feel of pumping in and out of her cunt. Her tight twat gripped me. Our tongues dueled together as her body heaved beneath me. Her pussy clenched around my girl-dick. The heat was incredible. It rippled through me. Her hips moved, undulating, stirring around my shaft. My cock throbbed in her depths. I plunged over and over into her. The friction built the ache at the tip. My ovaries grew tighter and tighter. My strokes grew harder. I rammed into her juicy pussy as she clung to me. Her snatch grew hotter. She squeezed around me. The friction was incredible. Bliss flowed through me. My bed creaked. My breasts pressed into hers. Our nipples brushed as we kissed. She squirmed beneath me, writhing. Such a treat. “Anya!” I gasped, breaking the kiss. “Ooh, Anya, I'm almost there.” “Yes, yes, cum in me, Becky!” she moaned. “Breed me!” “Yes!” I gasped and lost it. My futa-cum exploded out of my girl-cock. It splashed into her fertile depths. I shuddered atop the sexy, Black girl. I buried into her pussy's depths, my cunt convulsing. Juices gushed out of me while my jizz fired into her. “Yes, yes, yes!” gasped Anya. Her pussy convulsed around me. She joined me in orgasmic heaven. “You're breeding me, Becky!” My cum exploded over and over into her. The pleasure fired into my mind. It slammed into my mind while gentler waves of bliss washed out of my pussy. Her snatch milked my cock. Her flesh writhed around my girl-dick and drained my ovaries. “Oh, Becky,” she whimpered as I spilled my final squirt into her. “Oh, that was wonderful.” “Mmm, it was,” I purred as her eyes fluttered. She shifted and then her head turned. “So tired,” she moaned. “You were amazing. Felt so good. Now... now...” “Just take a quick nap,” I told her, kissing her cheek. “Then you have to skedaddle.” She just mewled. I groaned as I slid out of her pussy, my cum leaking out, staining her dark flesh with my pearly passion. I shuddered, my body trembling. I felt so sticky. I would let her recover while I took a shower. I padded to the door. It was late, so I could probably get away going naked. I flicked off my light and shut my door softly. I smiled, glad I could give Anya a thrill. She was hardly the first girl to imagine I was my futa-mother. Most women wanted to be bred by the world's first futa. It got me lots of pussy, and it was hot thinking I was breeding them. I didn't have super sperm or anything, so I didn't overcome a girl's birth control. As far as I knew, I didn't have any futa-daughters out there. I stepped into the warm shower and let it bathe me. I was starting to feel the late hour as the warm water caressed me. Anya was a delicious lover. I was here for the weekend. I had to head back to college on Sunday night. It was a two-hour drive, so not that bad. I could do some homework while my car drove itself. I drifted through thoughts, thinking about what naughty things I could do with Anya when the water grew cool than cold. I sighed, turning it off. My cock was half-hard from naughty thoughts. Maybe I could have a second go with Anya before sending her downstairs. She was keen to suck my cock. As I dried off, I heard my mother's bedroom door closed. I shuddered, hoping she didn't hear me fucking Anya. She was usually a heavy sleeper. Maybe she just had to use the restroom and saw it was occupied. I wrapped myself up in the towel and slipped out of the bathroom. I felt refreshed after my shower, my futa-dick half-hard, eager for more fun, but if Mom was awake, I was nervous about playing any more with Anya. I should send her downstairs. I don't know how Brita would react if she learned I'd fucked her friend. I opened the door into my dark bedroom. Just enough light spilled around me to show Anya lying on my bed. She shifted a bit on my bed and let out a drowsy murmur. Then she said, “Why did you leave then come back in?” “I took a shower,” I said. “Not that fast,” she purred. “You just licked all your cum out of me. That was incredible.” I froze. I did no such thing. My heart hammered in my chest. I glanced down the hallway to my mother's bedroom door. There was no way she could have done that. She was my mother. It was incest for her to lick my cum out of Anya's pussy. “Come cuddle with me,” Anya murmured, her voice on the edge of sleep. “Mmm... that was... good cum...” I closed the door on her, biting my lip. This strange heat swelled through me. I turned back to my mother's door, my heart hammering in my chest. Did she really lick Anya clean of my cum? My futa-dick twitched and throbbed as I headed down the hallway. I reached my mother's bedroom door, shuddering. My nipples and futa-dick were both hard, both pressing on the soft texture of the terrycloth robe. I groaned, my heart hammering in my chest. My pussy clenched and relaxed. This strange heat washed through me. On the other side of the door, I heard a creak. I frowned then listened carefully. I could hear heavy breathing just on the other side. Was my mother standing just inside her room? I swallowed, my heart hammering in my chest. Everything sounded so sharp. The house groaned as it settled. Someone stirred downstairs, shifting blankets. My mother breathed just a foot away, separated by this barrier of wood. I licked my lips. My hand trembled as I reached for the doorknob. Pussy juices spilled down my thighs. The towel felt so hot around me. The fabric suddenly itching. I wanted to throw it away. My cock tented the front, twitching, throbbing. I grabbed the brass handle. What was I doing? She was my mother. She birthed me. I couldn't do this. I gripped the cool metal. I heard my mother's breathing quickened. She was just there, waiting for me to do something. I opened the door. It sounded so loud as it creaked inward. My mother was just on the other side of it, naked, her lips glassy with pussy juices, a bit of my incestuous cum staining her lips. She shuddered, her large breasts swaying. Her dusky nipples poked hard before her. “Rebecca,” she croaked. Then her arm hooked around my neck. Before I could stop her, she pulled me to her and kissed me. I shuddered, the towel falling away from my naked body. I pressed against my mother's taboo flesh. Our tits came together, hers so soft on mine. My throbbing girl-dick slipped up her belly until it was trapped between our stomachs, throbbing and twitching. I tasted Anya's spicy pussy and my own cum on my mother's lips. This incestuous heat rushed through me. I knew this was wrong, but I couldn't help kissing her back as she pulled me into the room. We groaned together, our tongues dueling and dancing. Her breasts rose and fell against mine, her nipples caressing me. I shuddered at the heat. Our tongues danced together. They played with each other. This naughty, wicked heat spilled through me. My nipples throbbed as they brushed hers. My pussy clenched. My dick drank in the feel of her smooth belly. I was kissing my mother. Dizzying passion surged through me. I couldn't believe this was happening. It was an incredible delight to experience. My hands found her plump rump. I gripped her, kneading her as our tongues dueled. Her free hand slid down my back to my ass. Her fingers dug into me, pulling me backward. She hit her bed and gasped, breaking the kiss. “Rebecca!” she moaned. “Oh, damn, you're so sexy!” “What are we doing, Mom?” I whimpered as her fingers slid into my butt-crack. “Mmm, we're doing something naughty. You tasted so good in Anya. Just like your futa-mother.” She smacked her lips. “I loved eating her out of my friend Agnes after she bred us. Since your step-father died, I've wanted this. Wanted you. I know this is wrong. I know I'm your mother. That I brought you into this world. I just can't resist, Rebecca.” Her fingers jammed into my asshole. Two digits plunged into my bowels. I shuddered as she sat down on her bed. I groaned at the incestuous heat burning in my anal sheath. My pussy drank it in. My futa-cock throbbed hard, bobbing before me. My mom's mouth opened wide. She engulfed me. My mom sucked on my girl-cock and fingered my asshole. I trembled, my breasts rising and falling. It was insane. I couldn't believe how amazing this was. It was a wicked treat. I whimpered, my bowels clenching around her fingers. They jammed deep into me. She churned me up. She nursed on my cock. Pussy juices spilled down my thighs. Her head bobbed. Her tongue darted around them. I shuddered as she pleased me. Brita's father was a lucky man if he experienced this. I shuddered, my pussy clenched as mom kept sucking on my girl-dick. She loved my futa-dick while her fingers plundered my asshole. She thrust them in deep, wiggling them around. Her mouth sucked with hungry pleasure on my futa-dick. My ovaries grew tight as she pleasured me. Dizzying pleasure swept over me. I couldn't believe I was enjoying this. It was insane. She was my mother. It was so wrong. Yet felt so wonderful. I savored the incestuous heat growing inside of me. That wonderful delight built at the tip of my cock as her hot mouth milked me. My pussy clenched every time she sucked. My breasts jiggled. I grabbed her black hair. I held onto her as my bowels squeezed down around her thrusting digits. Her other hand stroked up my thighs. I gasped as my mother's touch rose higher and higher. Then she was touching me. Stroking me. She caressed me. I shuddered as her fingers brushed my pussy lips. She teased me. She nuzzled into my folds. This wicked heat surged through me. She caressed me, stroked me with her naughty digits. My clit-dick throbbed in her mouth as she played with my labia. “Oh, Mom, yes,” I groaned, trying to keep my voice down. The door was open behind us. The house creaked again as it settled. “Oh, wow, Mom, that's amazing.” She plunged two digits into my pussy. I gasped. She had four fingers pumping into me between my two holes plus her mouth nursing on my futa-cock. It was intense. The pleasure was incredible. I groaned and panted, the room spinning around me as my ovaries quivered. My bowels and pussy clenched on her digits. I squeezed down on them, my breasts jiggling as I gripped her black hair. Her mouth sucked with hungry passion on my futa-dick. My eyes fluttered, my heart hammering in my chest. “Damn, Mom!” I groaned. “Oh, damn, you know how to suck cock!” She purred around my dick. “I'm going to cum in your mouth.” She sucked harder. My mom wanted it. Her fingers plunged deep into my holes. My pussy and asshole drank in the sensations. The velvety and silky frictions sent rapture swelling up to the tip of my futa-cock buried in her mouth. My ovaries brimmed with futa-cum. I swayed. It was too much. My mother was sucking my cock. The incestuous rush of this moment, combined with her sucking on my futa-cock while her fingers reamed my pussy and asshole, sent me over the edge. I threw back my head and groaned. My futa-cum fired into her mouth. I pumped my mother full of my incestuous load. I shuddered, shivered. My head swayed. Stars burst before my eyes. I groaned, my breasts heaving. My nipples ached and throbbed. My snatch clutched around my mother's fingers. They stirred me up. They churned my pussy to a hot froth while her other digits plundered my asshole. Waves of rapture flooded out of my cunt while ecstasy fired from my erupting dick. Mom stared up at mew while swallowing every drop of cum I had. She gulped it down. I whimpered as she nursed with such hunger. I gripped her hair tight as the pleasure carried me to such peaks. Her four fingers buried deep into my two holes. “Oh, Mom, fuck,” I groaned, my toes curling against the soft carpet of her bedroom. The bed creaked as she popped her mouth off my cock. “Mmm, your cum tastes amazing. Even better than out of Anya's pussy.” “Mom,” I groaned, a rush of embarrassed delight shooting through me. My mother ripped her fingers out of my pussy and asshole. I shuddered as she leaned back. She popped them all into her mouth, sucking my cunt cream and the sour flavor of my bowels off her digits, whimpering as she did it. Her big breasts swayed. I shuddered. I couldn't help myself. As my clit-dick softened, I fell between her thighs. I grabbed both her breasts. I squeezed and kneaded them. I rubbed my face between those wonderful, lush boobs, pressing them against my cheeks. She popped her fingers out of her mouth. “Mmm, every bit of you tastes amazing.” “Mom,” I groaned, shuddering. I wiggled my face between her breasts, pressing them against my soft cheeks. “And you love my big tits, don't you?” she purred. “Ooh, I'm so glad. I loved nursing you.” “Mom.” My cheeks burned. This was so weird and so hot all at the same time. “Mmm, we can pretend,” she moaned. “We can pretend I'm nursing you again.” I shuddered, this wicked idea shooting through me. I kissed up her breast. I nuzzled up to her nipple and latched onto her. It would be so hot pretending to nurse from my mother. It made my dick throb, a second wind growing through me. I suckled. Milk shot into my mouth. This hot, creamy treat splashed across my tongue. My eyes widened at the shock. The sweet flavor, with a hint of cantaloupe, filled my mouth. I ripped my nipple off and stared up at Mom in wide-eyed astonishment. “You're lactating!” The house groaned against as it settled, the sound as loud as my thundering heart. “Mmm, there are treatments a woman can take to lactate,” she purred, her hands sliding through my hair. “They've done research into your futa-mother's spunk. They've tried to uncover just how she happened. How she triggers hyper-ovulation in women.” I knew that. It had revolutionized fertility treatments in the last year or two. “One of the things they discovered, quite on accident, was how to trigger lactation in women.” My mother shuddered. “I hoped I would get a chance to show you this weekend, Rebecca.” She pulled my head back down. I shuddered as my mouth engulfed her nipple. I nursed from my mother as I had as a baby. My cheeks hollowed. I suckled with hunger. The cream rushed into my mouth. This hot, exciting treat. I gulped it down with such hunger. It flowed down to my belly. My futa-dick ached and throbbed as I nursed. I couldn't get enough of that wonderful treat. Her breast milk squirted into my mouth. I squeezed her tit, kneading it, causing the stream splash with more force into my mouth. I let it fill my mouth then swallowed. The creamy treat flowed down to my stomach. The warmth spread to my pussy then down my hardening futa-cock. The ache began at the tip. That need to cum already building in me. It was like her milk was replenishing me. “Mmm, that's it, honey,” cooed my mother. “Ooh, yes, yes. Isn't that nice? You love it, don't you?” I whimpered about her nipple. “Yes, you love Mommy's milk,” she purred, stroking my hair. “Just like you did as a baby.” I shuddered at how wrong this was. How taboo. That made this hotter. I suckled with hunger. Milk squirted into my mouth. My lips hollowed as I nursed with rampant delight. I suckled and drank more of her creamy treat. I gulped it down. My dick was fully hard now, swinging between my thighs. I groaned, wanting to slide into her pussy. Into the pussy that birthed me. I wanted to enjoy that incestuous delight. Just slip into her and fuck her hard. It would be incredible. My heart hammered in my chest as I nursed. My cheeks hollowed. My tongue darted around her fat nub in between hungry suckles. She shuddered on the bed. Her hips wiggled back and forth. She ground against me. She rubbed her belly against my stomach. My heart ached. My tongue darted around her fat nub. I licked and lapped at her. I savored this moment while this heady rush shot through me. I groaned, my futa-dick swaying before me. My cock twitched and throbbed. I suckled harder on her. I loved how she gasped and moaned. My hand kneaded her tit. I filled my belly on her motherly delight while she shuddered on the bed. My left hand roamed down her body while my right milked her breast. I found her bush. “Rebecca!” she gasped as I cupped her pussy. Her silky pubic hair rubbed into my hand. I massaged her, grinding the heel of my hand into her flesh. She whimpered, the bed creaking as she shuddered on it. I loved how she moved. How her juices soaked into my hand. I plunged my finger into her pussy's depths. I churned her up. She whimpered and shuddered. Her pussy squeezed down around my digits. She quivered on the bed. She shook from side to side. I suckled with hunger on her. My cheeks hollowed. “Yes, yes, yes!” she moaned. “Oh, Mommy loves that. Yes, finger Mommy. Get me ready for your big, hard futa-cock.” My dick throbbed. I suckled hard on her breast as I plunged my two fingers into her juicy pussy. That creamy treat poured down my throat as I suckled from her teat. Her pussy clenched around me. My thumb massaged her clit. Her hand found my futa-cock. She gripped me as I nursed. She pumped up and down, making me shiver and ache. I nursed with hunger now. I wanted all of her milk spilling into my mouth. I churned up her pussy as I did it. I stirred around in her. “Rebecca!” she howled. “Oh, Mommy needs her futa-daughter's big dick in her! Mommy can't wait any longer!” I gasped as my mother seized my shoulder with her left hand and pushed me away. That popped my mouth off her nipple. She rolled me onto my back and followed me, her pussy squeezing around my fingers. I released her as she straddled me, her heavy breasts swaying. Her left nipple beaded with milk. I had selfish ignored that tit. I seized her boob and brought her hungry nipple to my mouth. At the same time, my naughty mommy guided my cock to her pussy. I shuddered at the incestuous contact of her silky bush and hot pussy lips kissing the tip of my clit-dick. I latched onto her nipple. Suckled. Mom impaled her cunt down my girl-cock. I groaned at the forbidden pleasure as my mother's pussy engulfed my dick. I was back in the pussy that birthed me. My futa-mother fucked this cunt twenty-one years ago to make me. Her snatch clenched down on me while I suckled. Her milk flooded my mouth, pleasure rippling through my body. “Mommy loves her futa-daughter!” she moaned. The bed creaked as she lifted her pussy up my cock. Her tight cunt squeezed around my girl-dick. My toes curled. I whimpered around her nipple. I suckled with all my might, gulping down her girl-cum as she slid her pussy up my cock and then back down it. My mother rode me with a hungry need. She swiveled her hips and worked her pussy up and down my cock. Pleasure throbbed through me. I groaned, my toes curling. This heat spilled around me. This wonderful pleasure bathed my dick. “Yes, yes, yes,” my mom moaned. “Oh, Mommy loves you so much. Mmm, your futa-dick feels amazing in Mommy's pussy.” I whimpered about her nipple, suckling hard. “Yes, yes, you love it, too!” She stroked my short, dark-brown hair as she rode me. Her pussy gripped me. “Oh, yes, yes, Mommy loves her futa-daughter's big cock.” The incestuous heat built and built in my ovaries. It was incredible. I suckled with all my might. Her milk squirted in my mouth. The bed springs creaked louder and louder as she worked that juicy pussy up and down my dick. Stars danced across my vision. My right hand squeezed her left breast, milking her. I drank down her creamy treat, my futa-cock throbbing in her juicy pussy. My mother slammed her pussy down my cock, engulfing every inch of me. Pleasure rippled through me. My left hand reached around to grab her plump rump. My dick throbbed in her pussy. This naughty thrill ran through me. My asshole tingled as my fingers explored into her butt-crack. “Ooh, you naughty futa,” purred my mother. “Yes, yes, finger Mommy's dirty asshole!” I popped my mouth off her nipple and moaned, “I will, Mommy!” I thrust my finger into her asshole. Her pussy clamped down on my cock as she rose up my thick shaft. The sudden pleasure caused my right hand to clench on her breast. Her white milk fired from her nipple and splashed hot on my cheek. I shuddered and latched my lips on my mother's nipple. I gulped down that wonderful breast milk while she worked her pussy up and down my girl-dick. My cunt grew hotter and hotter. My ovaries drank in all the incestuous sensations. My mother's pussy worked faster and faster. She massaged me. Teased me. I whimpered about her nipple. My orgasm swelled so fast. I couldn't hold out much longer. I suckled and gulped down her milk. The heat warmed my belly and melted down to my molten cunt. My ovaries came closer and closer to an eruption. Mom's pussy worked faster and faster up and down my girl-cock. She clenched about me. This wonderful passion surged through me. I groaned as the heat rippled through me. My toes curled. I thrust a second finger into her bowels. I released her nipple and stared up into her brown eyes. “Mommy! I'm going to cum.” “Ooh, are you going to erupt into my pussy?” she asked. “Are you going to flood Mommy's cunt with all that naughty futa-cum?” “Uh-huh,” I groaned, my heart hammering in my chest. I pumped my two fingers in and out of her bowels. “Perfect,” she purred. She leaned down, her breasts pressing into mine, and kissed me. I gasped and moaned into the kiss. Incestuous heat pumped through my veins. Her pussy clenched about my futa-dick as she rocked on top of me, working her juicy cunt up and down my shaft. She massaged me with her passion. Her hips wiggled back and forth, stirring me around inside of her. I was drunk on this moment, kissing my mother as my orgasm swelled. I couldn't hold out any longer. My fingers jammed deep into her asshole. My ovaries quivered. Her pussy slid up my dick while her nipples caressed my hard nub. Then my mother slammed down my cock. Her tongue dueled with mine. I gasped into the kiss and exploded into her. My incestuous futa-spunk fired into her pussy. I flooded my mother's cunt with my jizz. She birthed me and now I pumped my spunk into her. It was so wonderfully wrong. I groaned into the kiss as the pleasure exploded through my body. Stars burst across my vision. Mom whimpered. Her pussy writhed and spasmed. She joined me in ecstasy. Her cunt massaged my erupting futa-dick while her nipples grew wet. Her milk leaked out of her as she shuddered on top of me. “Rebecca!” she moaned, breaking the kiss. “Oh, Rebecca, you're flooding me.” “I am, Mommy!” I whimpered, the ecstasy and rapture pummeling my mind. It was incredible. I shuddered beneath her. “Ooh, this is so wrong.” “I know,” she groaned and kissed me. My tongue dueled with my mother's. She trembled atop me, milking out the last of my futa-cum into her depths. I clutched her to me, loving the feel of her bountiful breasts against mine, the flavor of her creamy delight lingering in my mouth. She could taste it, too. Then she broke the kiss and held me tight. As the house groaned as it settled, I held her tight. I rolled her over onto her back and slipped my softening futa-dick out of her. I rested my head on her breasts, suddenly so tired. “Mmm, Mommy loves you so much, Rebecca,” she purred. “Thank you for this.” “You're welcome, Mommy,” I groaned, drifting off into sleep. After cumming twice with my mother and once with Anya, I was feeling it pulling me down. My mother hummed a lullaby and rocked me to sleep against her breasts. It was the best sex of my life. Wild and forbidden. I couldn't believe I had made love to my mother. I was such a naughty futa. She was amazing. To be continued...
This story was not written by me it was written by Carnage Jackson Journal of an Agent: Chapter 2 – Katie Holmes "Dean, call on line 3," buzzed in Julie. Her call had awoken me from my day dreaming. "Take a message. I’m…busy," I replied. "That’s bullshit and you know it. It’s pretty important, you should take it. It’s Katie Holmes," she replied, hanging up the phone. Sometimes I swear the only reasons I keep Julie around is because she looks so good and that she knows what the hell she is doing when I don’t. Today I had to restrain myself again from asking her out, for she looked absolutely stunning. Julie is my personal assistant and all around go to girl with any questions I might have since I took over the agency a month ago. She is one of those women who can look great without even trying. Today she was wearing a pair of maroon leather pants that accentuated her ass and hips perfectly, and to conceal her wonderful breasts, a cashmere sweater top. God I was dying to get into her pants, but I just kept telling myself "One day…one day." But back to reality. The on hold button had beeped 2 or 3 times and I was impressed with Katie’s persistence. One thing I had learned since I got here was that if someone didn’t pick up the phone immediately, they didn’t want to talk to you. Oh well, she is young and still learning. After inheriting the business from my estranged father, Katie was but one of the clients the firm held. This was the first time I had talked to her however. Picking up the phone, I didn’t even get two words out before she cut me off. "Dean, you have to help me!" said Katie, whispering into the phone. "Nice to finally talk to you Ms. Holmes. What’s wrong?" I said, feigning interest. Probably dented her car or something. "It’s this guy I’m with. I met him last night at a club and got a ride back to his house. I fucked him, but then afterwards he started doing some strange shit that I wasn’t into. When I told him I wanted to go home, he slammed me against a wall. I finally got him calmed down by getting him drunk and he passed out on top of me as I was getting him to bed. It was only this morning that I could crawl out from under him and call you. I need you to come pick me up," she said, sounding as nervous and quiet as a scared mouse. "Why can’t you just hail a cab or take the bus since your car isn’t there?" I said. "That’s the problem. See, the guy is this really tough black guy and…well, he lives in South Central," she said. My nerves jumped to attention. Here was this rich, famous white girl stuck in the middle of South Central. Man dad, you sure picked the smartest talent didn’t you? "I can get out of the apartment no problem but I can’t stand on the street corner for too long," she went on. "Alright, I’ll come get you," I said, sighing apprehensively. "Give me the block your on and meet me there in 30 minutes. I’ll get there as soon as possible. She gave me the address and hung up. Walking out of my office, I explained everything to Julie. She looked concerned but knew I had to do it. "Normally, you could probably send someone else. But she is too big a client and too famous. If word of this got out, we’d lose have our talent," she said. "I know. I just wish I didn’t have to roll through there in a BMW," I said as I walked out the front door. It was about 20 minutes later that I started getting nervous. As I’ve said before, I am a pretty decently built guy. But even I wouldn’t stand a chance against even two guys with guns or other weapons. Driving slow enough not to raise suspicions, I finally spotted Katie standing in a door way of a run down looking building. She was dressed in clubbing clothes: Purple baby doll t-shirt and a black micro skirt. To top it off, she was wearing knee high leather boots. If a cop had driven by, she probably would have been picked up for prostitution. I slowed to a stop and rolled down the window. Poking my head out me called her name. Looking my way, she picked up her purse from the step and ran over to my car. Jumping in and closing the passenger door, she leaned over a gave me a closed mouth kiss on the lips. "Thanks so much. I don’t know what the hell I was thinking," she said. "Don’t thank me, we aren’t out of trouble yet," I said, driving off. Just as I had started down the street, a group of three or four guys wearing bandanas stepped out behind the car, no more than 5 feet away. Reaching into his jacket, the one standing in the front pulled out a gun and aimed. Seeing all this in the rear view mirror, I floored it. "KATIE, GET DOWN!" I screamed, driving haphazardly down the street. Suddenly, a bullet shattered the back windshield, making a tremendous crashing noise, causing Katie to scream. I kept on driving and finally the gang was out of sight. Lifting her head up from her knees, Katie spoke. "The one who shot at us was the guy I fucked last night. That is one crazy guy. You wouldn’t believe what he wanted me to do to him," I was barely listening; my heart was thumping madly in my chest. We were out of South Central now and back on the L.A. freeway. I had calmed down a lot now, and began coming back to my senses. "..You," Katie said. "What? I didn’t hear you," I replied. "I said I don’t know how I can ever repay you for helping me," she said. I tried to laugh it off, but failed miserably. "Oh you know, just doing my job," I said. "Yes, but that was going above and beyond the call of duty. I really owe you one," she said. "Well, you are important to the agency. We can’t have your pretty face getting beat up or have you hurt," I said. I turned my head to her as I said this, and her hazel eyes were looking deeply into mine. Her hair had been tied back in a ponytail, but now she let it free and fall to her shoulders. It was a rich brown colour, and framed her face so elegantly. Seeing her in person, her Midwestern roots and all American girl face was breathtaking. Averting my eyes back to the road, I tried to play off my staring at her. "I uhh…haven’t had a chance to look at your file yet. What projects have you signed on for?" "Well, I got done filming this movie The Gift with Keanu Reeves and Hilary Swank. It was a lot of fun but I was kind of nervous," she said. "Why is that?" I asked. "Because it was my first topless scene. I don’t think my breasts are that great compared to some girls," she said, sounding somewhat disheartened. "I don’t know. I’ve never seen them but…well, they look nice when you have your shirt on," I said, suddenly starting to feel the heat in the car rising a bit. Katie smiled slyly at my blushed response. "Well, how do they REALLY look, up close and personal?" she said, lifting her shirt up to her chin in one swift motion, revealing her ample sized breasts to me. Her nipples were a dark cherry red and stood out very exactly in the middle of her breasts. Of course, this whole thing caught me by surprise and I had to force myself to stare back at the road. I was blushing even more now. It’s not that I had never seen breasts before; it’s just that the whole thing caught me off guard. "Well, what did you think?" she asked, that devilish smile returning to her cute face. "They were…well, they were very…" I was stammering and stuttering for words, torn between being a professional and just giving in to my desire. "They were what?" she asked, moving her hand slowly up my leg. "MAGNIFICANT!" I blurted out. It caught Katie by surprise and made her jump a little, but she just smiled. "That’s what every guy says. It’s hard to be modest with such great reviews like that," she said, sighing to herself. "Now I think it’s about time I repay you for picking me up and saving my life," Moving her hand further up my leg, she stopped on the zipper to my pants. Slowly she pulled down the zipper, revealing my boxer short enclosed cock at half mast, rising more every second. Reaching in with her small hand, she pulled my prick free and wrapped her hand around it. Bending over the tip, she gave it a delicate little lick and began slowly jerking her hand up and down. By this time I had moved my ass down in the seat enough to let myself be free of the boxers, and now my pants and belt were around my ankles as I did 80 down the LA freeway. Katie switched hands and used her left hand to pull the hair back from her face as she slowly deep throated my 9 inch cock down into her warm, wet mouth. She slid her tongue up and down the shaft as she went, pausing a few times to suck gently on it. I felt her gag a little as the head finally reached down her small throat, but she had no trouble maintaining. She slowly began pulling her mouth off of me, until she got to the head. Then she sucked on it much like a child sucks on a lollipop, and then she began swallowing me again. I was in pure heaven, getting a blowjob from this hot young actress. With her free right hand, Katie began massaging my balls a bit, tickling all the way down to my ass. I knew I couldn’t hold out much longer, and when she started to pull her mouth off completely and lick from my nuts to the tip of my head, I felt my balls begin to get that oh so wonderful feeling in them. Katie must have sensed I was close, because she put her mouth quickly back on my dick and began sucking it up and down much quicker now. I tried to warn her that I was about to cum, but all I could manage was a grunt. I bucked my hips up off the seat and I felt myself explode in her mouth, shooting hot sticky jets of jism into the back of her mouth and straight down her throat. I must have shot 3 times into her mouth, and I saw in my pleasure induced daze that her cheeks were filling a little with my cum. When I had finally stopped cumming, she pulled her mouth off of my cock, making sure to lick the tip before she was done. Opening her mouth to me, I saw that it was full of cum. Then, like a professional slut, she swallowed it all in one big gulp, not even leaving a drop behind. Wiping her finger on my still hard cock, she collected the streak of cum still on it and licked her finger clean. Putting my cock back into my boxers, she reached down and pulled my pants back up, zipped me up and leaned back in her seat like she HADN’T just given me one of the best blow jobs of my life. "Thanks again. For helping me out," she said. I could only look at her and smile and nod, as I was still in a total daze from what had just happened. Getting my bearings back about two minutes later, I realized we had missed the exit back to my office. "Shit! We missed the exit! Lemme just get off at this exit and we can get turned back around," I said to Katie. As I turned off the exit, we drove past a trashy looking motel called the Sleep & Go. Katie reached over to my lap and started rubbing my cock again. "Hey…are you thinking what I’m thinking?" she asked sultrily. Looking in my rear view, I could tell without even stopping that the hotel was the kind of place the hookers took their johns. Even so, I did have a gorgeous woman next to me begging for sex. "Pretty sure I am," I said, winking at her. I turned the car around and we pulled into the motel. Katie got out of the car and went to the front desk. Being in the middle of the day, I knew that MOST of the hookers would be gone. Katie returned five minutes later, swinging a room key in her hand. "The manager gave us a room in the back side of the hotel, totally out of view. its right around this side," she said, pointing to the right of the building. She got back in the car and I drove back behind it. We were the only car back on this side, which was reassuring. I found the room and opened the door, turning on a weak and dim overhead fan light. There was simply a king size bed in the centre and a night stand and that was all I could see. Of course, I didn’t get much chance; Katie shoved me on to the bed and jumped on with me, straddling my crotch. Her spread legs revealed to me that she was not wearing any panties, and that her snatch was shaved with the exception of a little tuft of light brown hair right above her mound. Without a moment’s hesitation, Katie was naked except for her big black boots. She began grinding her pussy onto my hard cock through the material of my pants. I reached my hands up and played with her breasts some. She leaned down and we kissed madly, tongues fighting with each other over which was more passionate. I broke the kiss as I began sliding down my pants and undoing my belt with one hand and using the other to slip two fingers into Katie’s cunt. She wasn’t as tight as I thought she would be, but she was definitely loose enough to allow my fingers to give her great pleasure. When I had my pants off, I pulled my hand out of her and lifted her up above my cock, slowly guiding her onto it. When the head entered into her silken channel, she gasped a little, as her small pussy tried to accommodate my size. Finally I was fully in her and her pelvic bone ground against my crotch. She rocked gently back and forth on my cock, and I used my hand to take her clit between my index finger and thumb and tease it some. She gasped again at this, leaning down to kiss me again as I pleasured her. Katie finally began lifting herself up and down on my, creating a very fast tempo. I was matching her thrust for thrust, shoving my hips up at her as much as possible. All the while I diddled her clit faster and faster, until she cried out in orgasm loudly. I felt her juices flood into my lap, creating a slopping sound when our two pubic areas would meet. I could smell her musk even from where I was a strong but sweet smell. The smell of innocence and yet also womanly passion. I began focusing on getting myself off, and I grabbed onto her hips and began pulling her harder onto my cock as she rode me up and down. Her C cup breasts bouncing up and down with her rhythm, she was crying out in muted pleasure. I shifted positions and laid her onto the bed and began pistoning myself in and out of her. Lifting her legs up onto my shoulders so that I could have better access, I tweaked and teased her breasts as I fucked her hard. Again I tried to warn her I was coming, but even if I had been able to get out anything besides "AHHH!” I don’t think it would have mattered. I thrust into her two more times and then shot a massive load directly into her cum thirsty cunt. Spurt after spurt filled her until I saw a warm trickle coming out of her pussy. Pulling out of her with a sloppy sploosh sound, I collapsed next to her on the bed, both of us exhausted. We laid together and slept for about an hour before I got up to take a shower. Katie wound up joining me in the shower where we continued our little tryst. But that is a story for another day. I managed to get Katie home before 7:00, and return to the office just to see Julie locking up the front door and getting into her car. "Everything with Katie alright? I got worried when you didn’t call," she asked, looking a little upset. "Oh yea, everything is fine. We just had to stop and discuss some things. You know how that goes," I said. "Well, maybe sometime soon you and I can have a discussion like that," she said with a knowing smile as she rolled up the window on her Porsche 911 and drove off. "Hopefully sooner than later," I thought to myself. "Hopefully very soon."
All characters are over 18 years I don't know why I'm telling this story. I just ran across a website with incest stories (I'm sure 99% of them are figments of imaginations) and have this tremendous urge to unburden myself of this shame. They say that confession is good for the soul...we'll see. I've lived over 50 years and never before had any inclinations toward incest. Whether this incident was a one time anomaly or not, I don't know. All I know is that I ended up having sex with my grandniece Jenny. When and how did it start? Probably the best way to say is to tell you a little something of my family. My older sister Karen and her husband Bud live here in Vermont, about a mile from me. Karen's daughter lives in Florida with her husband and their daughter, the aforementioned Jenny. Apparently the girl has been a problem for my niece for about a year. It seems that last summer, while my niece and her husband were working, Jenny began to show an enormous interest in boys. From what was told to me the teenage girl had a few episodes with teenage boys in the house. Although she had only gone 'all the way' with one of the boys on one occasion, Jenny was already showing signs of uncontrollable promiscuousness. My niece and her husband have watched their daughter like hawks ever since they found out. They had been able to keep her in check during the school months but were afraid that they wouldn't be able to keep the girl in check during the summer months while they were working. As summer approached Jenny's parents became apprehensive knowing that this girl would again be at home by herself. My niece was going to quit her job to be with the girl but my sister Karen and her husband Bud volunteered to take in their granddaughter for the summer. As most families are wont to do, Karen and Bud had told me of the problems. Although we couldn't understand how Jenny had become 'boy crazy' at such a young age, we nevertheless all agreed why the teenage boys would go after her. When we had last seen the youngster and even then she was taller than her cousin Peter, who wasn't undersized for his age. My niece kept in touch with us and apparently the young girl had grown to be over 5 feet tall by last summer when she started with the boys. And from what Karen was told young Jenny was already blossoming out in the chest by then. We could all only speculate how much she had since matured and could only imagine as to her looks. But even when we saw her she had that long straight blonde hair that was half way down her back. Although she looked very young at the time, her beauty was already obvious. Yet even armed with this knowledge I wasn't prepared for what I found. It was toward the end of June when Jenny arrived. The night that she came I went over to welcome the youngster at my sister's home. When I entered the house Karen and Bud were talking with her and paying total attention to her. I was thankful for that because none of them caught my reaction at seeing the girl. (If they had then, more than likely, none of this story would have been worthy of even a footnote). I was stopped in my tracks at the sight of this beautiful 5'4" beauty. I gasped upon seeing the teen woman. Her long blonde hair now reached her buttocks and she had the body of a mature old woman. She was so built and beautiful that my first reaction was to think that she wasn't Jenny. But it was and I was flabbergasted. That night I reacquainted myself with my grandniece. And, as silly as it sounds, for the first time in my live I was uncomfortable around someone from the opposite sex. I tried to be very care that neither Karen nor Bud saw me ogling the youngster. However, whenever I was left alone with Jenny or my sister and her husband weren't paying attention, I couldn't help myself. I found my eyes soaking up the young beauty. Although I made sure that Jenny wasn't looking at me while I was looking at her she still caught my quite a few times; and I sensed that she was amused. After that night I purposely tried to stay away. Usually, I visited my sister two or three times a week. Now, however, I was limiting my visits to once a week. I was too old to let my thoughts involve so young a girl, and I knew that I was having a big problem. Yet even those weekly visits were very unsettling for me. I saw Jenny in various forms of dress and on different days I found myself fascinated and ogling various parts of the young girl's anatomy. My lascivious eyes admired her hips and firm buttocks in tight jeans and I was amazed at how her breasts filled out her sweater. I actually sucked in my breath the time that her blouse had an extra button opened at the top and I glimpsed much more flesh that I should have. After each visit to my sister's house when I left I found that my hands were shaking and my thoughts were addled. What was even worse was that on that particular night that I had viewed so much of the youngster's flesh, when I got to my car and adjusted my pants I found them wet. I was hating myself for what was happening and for not being able to control it. It was in mid-July that Karen called me at about 7 p.m. on a Friday. My brother-in-law Bud had chest pains and the emergency unit had just taken him to the hospital. She asked if I would mind watching Jenny while she went to stay with her husband. Of course I agreed. At this point I was only thinking about Bud and wasn't thinking of anything else. As the hospital was in the direction of my house Karen said that it would save time if she dropped Jenny off by me rather than for me to go there, as she (Karen) would only have to drive back past my house when she returned anyway. She could pick the girl up then after she left the hospital. But it probably wouldn't be until the morning. It was only about 10 minutes late that I heard Karen beeping. I went outside to greet Jenny. When Karen saw me she threw me a kiss and quickly drove off, leaving me with the young girl. Jenny was carrying a small bag, which she apparently threw together in a hurry. I took it and carried it into the house for her. She followed. As she had never been to my place I showed her around and told her that she would be sleeping in my bed while I slept on the living room couch. She put her things away in the bedroom and then joined me. We talked for a half an hour or so. She excitedly told me what had happened to Bud and the, after calming down, she began to talk about her stay at my sisters. Whom she had met, what she had seen and visited, etc. As we talked I was impressed with how the young girl was able to hold a conversation. Unfortunately, by concentrating on talking with her, I slowly began to become more aware of what had actually taken place and at what point we were now at. There I was, alone in the house with my grandniece, this blonde beauty that I had been so carefully trying to avoid being around. As Jenny became more comfortable, she relaxed while talking and I suddenly realized that I could now look directly at her, because we were in conversation together. After initially concentrating on her breathtaking beauty, I then began allowing my eyes to drift away from hers and 'innocently' look at the rest of her. She was wearing a skirt that came down to just above her knees as she walked. She also had on that same blouse that she had been wearing the night that I had gotten excited looking at her. Only this time she didn't have an extra button open. I didn't remember her wearing that blouse when she first arrived but I hadn't really paid attention. As the conversation continued, I found myself looking over this youngster more and more. A few times I again felt that she was amused that I might be looking at her. After awhile, when the talk slowed to a trickle, I turned on the television and we settled in. Jenny sat on the couch while I sat across from her, in my easy chair. I couldn't help myself from frequently letting my eyes drift from the TV screen to my grandniece. I felt like I was acting like a little kid but I couldn't stop. At a given point I found myself totally absorbed in a scene on the TV and for the first time that night I forgot that the woman/child was there. When a commercial finally came on my attention left the screen and I turned my eyes to Jenny. She had brought her legs up behind her on the couch. From my angle I was looking almost up her skirt which had inched higher. Her thighs were somewhat parted. I held my breath momentarily as my eyes were riveted on the young flesh across from me. Finally, coming to my senses and realizing who and what I was looking at, I ripped my eyes away from her legs and looked upward. Now I sucked in the air, deeply. As my eyes came up they reached the top part of the youngster’s girl blouse that was previously buttoned. Now, either one or two buttons were freshly opened. My prick never hardened so quickly before. Here I was, like the biggest pervert in the world, getting totally excited at the sight of flesh on a teen girl. Yes she was beautiful... but... She was only twelve! I felt my heart beating heavily. Finally, I raised my eyes and found myself looking directly into Jenny's. I could swear that I saw a smile playing at the corner of her lips. I suddenly became fascinating watching her. Her eyes slowly left mine and (I couldn't be sure if I wasn't just being fanciful) I felt her eyes go down my body and rest and search deeply into my crotch for a long 5 seconds before working back up. When they again reached mine I swear that the girl's tongue slowly moved over her lips from one side to the other. It was at this moment that my cock began squirting within my pants. I hurriedly jumped up and left the room, hoping that Jenny didn't notice anything unusual in my swift departure. I went into my room for my robe and clean shorts and went into the bathroom, where I quickly removed my clothes and got into the shower. I wanted to calm myself as much as I wanted to cleanse my body. Until you've been in such a situation you won't understand but I must say that while I hated myself for my thoughts and reactions, at the same time I couldn't stop my mind from visualizing the beauty and flesh of my grandniece. At that point I seriously considered calling a friend over for a few drinks, thinking that that would keep my mind off of Jenny. After the shower I put on my shorts and threw on the robe. By that time it was almost 10 p.m. That was the time that Karen had said that the youngster could stay up until. I went into my bedroom and got myself the extra blanket and pillow and went back to the living room to rejoin her. "Time for bed, Jen." I announced; my eyes averting looking at her body, keeping focused on her face instead. "Okay." She smiled at me. Then she maneuvered to rise. As she uncurled her legs and swung them down to the floor, I purposely looked. I couldn't help myself. With the hem of her skirt at least 6 inches above her knees, her legs opened and I got a quick look up between her thighs and actually got a glimpse of her panties. Again I felt a rise in my shorts. When she was finally standing I dropped the pillow and blanket on the couch. Then she stood alongside me. God forgive me but I couldn't control my eyes which once again honed in on the budding mounds of flesh at the unbuttoned portion of her blouse. I was quickly becoming aroused again. "'Night, hon," I said. "'Night... and thanks Uncle Jim." She started to depart from the room. As she got about 10 feet away she stopped and turned back to me. "If you want I can sleep on the couch and you can sleep in your own room." She volunteered. I couldn't help but run my eyes over the girl's body. You can sleep on the couch...WITH ME! I mentally said to her. Outwardly I said, "No Jen, you're the guest. You get the bed." "Yeah, all right but...okay, thanks. 'Night." She left the room. She couldn't have gotten more than 10 steps further away when she returned. I had just untied my robe. "If you want, I'll make room for you. We could both use the bed then," she said. I looked at her and I swear that there was a funny look about her. My cock actually jumped in my shorts. While looking at her I thought for the longest time of saying yes. God knows, by now I had a tremendous desire to see this girl totally naked. My eyes ran over her and my mind pictured what that flesh might look like. Forcing myself to come to my senses I finally responded, "No Jen, thanks anyway, but you go to bed. I'll be fine on the couch." The girl stood for a good 15 seconds before finally agreeing, "Okay then," Jenny said and she again began leaving. "'Night again," she added. "'Night hon," I said as I watched her start to leave. At the door she again turned around and with that adorable smile, said, "If you change your mind just come in... If I'm sleeping and in your way, just push me over." With that she departed. (I'm sure that you know what happened next, but I would like to put it in writing for my own satisfaction.) I removed my robe and lay on the couch, under the blanket. I only had my shorts on. (I would like to justify what happened next by saying that the couch was bumpy and uncomfortable, but the truth is that as soon as I laid down I think that I knew where I was heading.) Lying there my mind continuously pictured different parts of Jenny's body. Sometimes I pictured her exciting thighs; other times I conjured up a vision of her beautiful face; and still at other times her budding breasts captured my imagination. Although my mind flashed from one thing to another it was always about Jenny. My cock was staying hard from these thoughts. Lying there, not able to sleep, I allowed my hand to slip into my shorts and grasp and squeeze my cock. Jenny's parting words stayed with me, even though I didn't think that she meant anything mischievous by them. I also knew that the youngster wouldn't become frightened if I went into the bedroom by her. I'd like to say that when I finally made my decision to go by her that my only intention was to sleep in the bed by her or, at worse, that I just wanted to look at her. The truth is that by this time I refused to even try to shake the wicked feelings and thoughts that I was experiencing. Walking toward the bedroom I knew in my heart that I was going to be fucking this little girl. I assumed that she was going to try to fight me off, but I was feeling such internal excitement that I was going to prevail, no matter what. I was nothing less than a unabashed perverted lecher. I desperately needed to touch the flesh of this girl, God forgive, I wanted, more than anything, to fuck her. My hand was trembling as I opened the bedroom door. The room was in total darkness. As it had been at least a half an hour since Jenny had gone to bed I assumed that the child was sound asleep. I closed the door behind me and, in the dark, I made my way toward the bed. Because this was my room every step that I took was familiar. I reached the side of the bed. My cock was as hard as a rock and my mind was frantic. I was trying to see her body but my eyes had not yet become familiar to the darkness. I didn't know how to proceed, and then I heard Jenny whisper, "I was wondering if you were gonna come, Uncle Jim. Come on in." I reached down to grab the blanket and she spoke again, "I'm on it...not under it." Nervously, I lowered myself down, first sitting and then to a lying position. As I turned on my side toward her I immediately felt the warmth of the child's body next to me. Tentatively I reached out my trembling hand. Suddenly I felt Jenny's hot little body move quickly into mine, pressing its length against me, as we both lay on our sides, facing each other. Almost before I realized that she didn't have a stitch of clothing on her body, her mouth moved purposely into mine. At first our lips touched lightly against each others and then Jenny suddenly attacked my mouth, her tongue frantically searching the confines of my mouth. I couldn't believe the utter passion that this little vixen unleashed on me. Almost before I realized that she didn't have a stitch of clothing on her body, her mouth moved purposely into mine. At first our lips touched lightly against each other's and then Jenny suddenly attacked my mouth. As soon as our mouths met they both opened to devour the other. Our tongues were alternating inside each other's mouth, hers frantically searching the confines of my mouth as I eagerly parted my lips to suck on her tongue. I couldn't believe the utter passion that this little vixen unleashed on me. Her hands were immediately pulling at the back of my head, crushing my face into hers desperately. The girl was apparently frantic for sex. Her hips were pushing into mine and she was actually fucking against me. My hands reached between us and enclosed the mounds of breast-flesh. As my fingers gently squeezed the child's already hardened nipples, her mouth began a series of sucks and nibbles on my lips and mouth. My cock was twitching wildly in the confines of my shorts as we both were pressing our bodies into each other. The total nakedness of this woman under my control; rubbing, twisting, pressing and fucking against me, had my mind totally wasted. As our mouths sucked at each other Jenny's continuously moaned into mine. No longer in control of my sanity I pushed her onto her back as our mouths stayed together. I followed and rolled right on top of the child; my legs settling between hers. Her hands, arms, legs and torso were all working in a frantic wanton desperation; clutching, twisting, pumping. I fought to break away so that I could reach down and remove my shorts. "Hurry...hurry. Fuck me, hurry..." she whispered frantically. As soon as I had kicked off my shorts Jenny's hot mouth was again attacking mine, and I again moved my anxious hands over the girl's blossoming but well formed tits. I could never accurately describe the utter frantic passion that was released in that room that night. If I could ever imagine how a nymphomaniac might react to sex after being denied for a year, this would be it. The young girl was crazed and the passion that she invoked from me created the most wildest feeling that I've ever experienced. I tore my mouth away from hers and began kissing her chin, then her neck, and then I worked my way down. Finally, with both of my hands cupping a young tit, my mouth opened on the hard nipple of one of them and began kissing and lightly sucking, while my tongue licked around it in circles. "Mmmmmmmm." Jenny held the back of my head in her clutches while she enjoyed the sensations that my mouth was causing. My hands continued squeezing the hot mounds. Then I moved my mouth from the tit and began working down over the youngester flesh. I knew what I wanted and I wanted it desperately, and from the way her body was writhing under my mouth, and from the way her hands were firmly pushing me toward my goal, it was obvious that the girl wanted it just as much. Jenny was moaning and whimpering constantly. Her squirming body was reacting to my active mouth which was licking and sucking on the child's quivering belly, eager to taste every ounce of flesh on this exciting young girl. Just when my lips were approaching the top of the child's naked pussy mound, I stopped and quickly reversed my body's position, turning it in the opposite direction so that we were both laying on our sides in a 69 position. Before Jenny fully understood what was happening I moved my head between her legs. My mouth moved further down past her pussy. Instead, I pulled girl somewhat halfway on top of me and, in a matter of seconds, I had her beautiful ass at my mouth. I desperately wanted my mouth and tongue to fully taste Jenny's ass. I don't know what had come over me. I had never felt like that before. I had an overwhelming desire to taste her ass. Her total crack. Deep in her hole. Both of my hands grasped the full flesh of her ass-cheeks. My thumbs each went into the crack and pulled the flesh apart, allowing my eager mouth to begin its assault on and in her wonderful asshole. "Nnnnnnggggggg." I heard a clenched moan from her and felt her muscles tighten on my tongue. My tongue worked in and out. My mouth sucked at it and my nose pushed eagerly into it to get the full pleasure. The girl herself was 'ooommmmmming' while her lips were tentatively pecking on my cock. She continued squirming as my mouth worked feverishly on her. The taste filled my mouth and my passion increased further. Then I worked lower and suddenly my mouth was at the entrance of the her pussy. As my lips pursed in at Jenny's hole I felt her hands digging into my legs as she let out an almost forlorn cry of wanton pleasure. Her hips pushed toward my mouth. My tongue moved in and she frantically squirmed. This little girl obviously had a sex problem. She loved being touched and sucked like no other that I had ever encountered. At this moment sex was the only thing that existed for her. She began fucking furiously at my mouth. My hands held on to the cheeks of her bucking ass and I withdrew my tongue, replacing it with my nose. The aroma was awesome. I had never smelled anything so wonderful. With my nose lodged in her hole I let out all of my breath. Suddenly my nose fiercely sucked all of the air out of her cunt hole. "AHHHHHHHHHHHH! AHH, AHHH, OOOOOOOHHHHHH!" I couldn't believe the reaction from this beautiful girl. She cried out again and again in rapture. Her hands were intently pushing at the back of my head, into her desperate cunt; at the same time that her frantic sweaty body was pushing into my face. I sniffed deeply again. "AAAHHH, AHH, AHH, AHH...!" Bucking. "OHHHHHHH!" Pulling. "OH! OH!" Writhing. "OH! OH!" Wildly fucking up to my nose. I then returned my tongue and mouth into action, alternating between the moistening hole and the hardened clitoris. Side to side she moved and held and bucked and moaned and cried. She was hot...hot! hot! Suddenly, I felt her thighs squeezing tightly on my ears and head as she experienced spasms and began cumming. "OOOHHH...I'm...something's...ooo, OHHHH!" Sex never tasted so good, or felt so exciting. I've been told that girl's don't cum like men do; that there is no outpouring of juices. Whether that's true or not I'm no expert and I would never dispute that if it's fact. However, I do know that I felt what seemed to be abundant juices in my mouth from this child and I actually tasted a delicious cunt flavor as she continued fucking into my mouth. Finally, her thighs relaxed on my head and I knew that she had completed her spasms. Yet the juices were so plentiful and the child's cunt was so delicious that I just continued licking and sucking. Her hands, which had left my head, were then working between my legs. One of Jenny's little hands was cupped around my balls and was gently squeezing and releasing while her other hand grasped the shaft of my twitching cock. "Mmmmmmmmmmm." I moaned right into her cunt. I truly never wanted to leave the womb. I wanted to taste any trace of the delicious moisture within her. Suddenly, I felt her body stiffen again as my mouth again began turning on the switches of her pleasure cave. I sucked on her hardened clit and she let out a loud moan. Her legs, which had straightened out after her climax and were stretched out, again began raising at the knees. Jenny again was starting to writhe from the pleasure she was feeling. Now I was afraid that I might lose her again before I was able to fuck her. My cock was on fire. I hurriedly moved and switched positions. I pushed her back on her back and quickly placed my lower body between her legs and my upper body on top of her, feeling the young girl's pink breast being pressed down under my chest. My cock was then against Jenny's pussy. I looked down at her face and I was totally taken aback by the look of wanton lust on the girl’s face. "Fuck me...NOW!" she hissed as her body was automatically pushing up her cunt, searching for my cock. As my pulsating cock pushed at the entrance of her waiting cunt, her hands quickly moved to the back of my head and pulled my mouth back to hers. Again I sensed the girl's desperation. As my cock pushed past her cunt lips her tongue rushed into my mouth while at the same time her wide open mouth was acting as a vacuum over mine. Her whole body began working toward an ultimate passionate explosion. My cock moved into her. She had the tightest hole that I was ever in. At the same time it was so moist that it had an ease of fucking in and out that I never would have believed possible. "Oooooooooo." She now had what she apparently desperately needed. I couldn't believe it but I could actually feel her pussy muscles squeezing and then easing up on my prick. I never really believed that a pussy could actually 'work' on a prick, but I do now. For a couple of seconds I would feel like my cock was in a hot moist squeezing vice, actually being sucked deeper inside, and then I was being pushed out by her pussy muscles. Then the process started again. My cock felt like it had expanded twice as large as it had ever been. "NNNNNGGGGGGG!!!" I too was now moaning into the girl's mouth as she continued sucking and tonguing. Jenny was bucking under me and our mouths and bodies were desperately working on each other. "Fuck me deeper. OH, OH, yeah, OH, fuck, fuck, ungh, ungh." She blubbered into my mouth. With every push of her hips a guttural sound came from her lips and slobbered into my mouth. Her body became wild beneath mine and she twisted and bucked, while at the same time her hands clutched tightly at the my neck and back, her fingers digging in mindlessly. The sexy girl was frantic for sex. I continued fucking and suddenly I felt the end building within me, the juices rushing within my cock, swelling it to its maximum. I began humping into her cunt with wild abandonment. My pounding was almost violent as I wanted to release every drop of cum into her. I felt that Jenny also wanted this. The way that she was working desperately under me, pulling and fucking, told me that she wanted nothing less that everything that I had. Her legs were wrapped tightly around mine and her whole body seemed to be able to stay in total contact with mine as she reached her explosion point. "OHHHH!" she suddenly yelled as a tremendous spasm grabbed at her, "OH, Oh, I'm ooooooooo, I'm...it's, it's happening...OHHHH!" "Me too Jen...ooo, me too, I'm cummmmmmnnnnnnggggg,oooooooo. NnnngggGGG!!" "OH!" "OH!" "OH!" She was fucking violently as her final climax overtook her body. Then I began shooting into her. And the release was the most wonderful feeling that I had ever experienced; because of the way her cunt was squeezing the juices from me while at the same time I was shooting into her uncontrollably.
Lilly sat in the passenger seat, beside her father, as they embarked on the drive home from the mall. The atmosphere inside the car had shifted from tension to a newfound sense of connection. Lilly mustered the courage to break the silence, her voice barely above a whisper. "Dad, I want to thank you for being open to repairing our relationship. It means everything to me." Her words hung in the air, carrying the weight of years of longing and unspoken emotions. Lilly couldn't help but express her happiness, her voice filled with genuine excitement. "Dad, I'm so glad we're spending this time together. It means a lot to me." Her father's gaze softened, his eyes reflecting a mix of regret and determination. "Lilly, I should have been there for you in the way you deserved. I allowed my own issues to cloud my judgment, and I'm truly sorry. I want to make things right. I've realized how much I've neglected you, I'm truly sorry. I want to make it up to you." Tears welled up in Lilly's eyes, but this time they were tears of joy. "I appreciate your honesty, Dad. It means the world to me that you're willing to change." The car seemed to shrink around them as they delved into deeper conversation, their voices filled with a newfound honesty and vulnerability. They shared their fears, their hopes, and their dreams, as if discovering each other for the first time. As they drove, Lilly's stomach growled, reminding her of her hunger. She mustered the courage to make a request, her voice filled with a newfound confidence. "Dad, could we stop somewhere to eat before heading home? I'm really hungry." Her father glanced at her, a warm and caring expression on his face. "Of course, sweetie. Let's find a nice place where we can enjoy a meal together." As the sun began to set, casting a warm golden glow across the sky, Lilly and her father pulled into the parking lot of the restaurant, a bar and grill. The name of the establishment, 'The Rusty Anchor', was displayed in bold, weathered letters above the entrance. The building itself had a rustic charm, with its wooden exterior and cozy outdoor seating area. The sound of laughter and chatter spilled out from the open windows, creating an inviting atmosphere. Inside, the dim lighting and the aroma of sizzling food created a cozy ambiance. As they stepped out of the car, Lilly couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. She turned to her father, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. "Dad, I can't wait to show off my new style and persona in this place. I feel like I'm starting to enjoy myself." Her father chuckled, his eyes filled with pride. "You look absolutely stunning, Lilly. I'm glad to see you embracing your true self.' They walked towards the entrance. As Lilly walked threw the parking lot with her father, her mind wandered to the presence of the succubus within her. The succubus, whispered seductively in Lilly's thoughts. "Lilly, my dear, I can sense the energy in this place. So many potential connections await us. I want you to attract as many people as you can, both men and women. Let's make this night unforgettable." Lilly's eyes sparkled with excitement. "Yes, succubus. I'm ready to embrace my new allure and enjoy the attention. But what should I do to complete this task?" She asked, her voice filled with anticipation. The succubus whispered. Its voice dripped with dark amusement as it responded, "Oh, my dear Lilly, the possibilities are endless. Let's start by making a grand entrance. Strut into the restaurant with confidence, oozing sensuality with every step. Catch everyone's eye and make them wonder who you are. After all, mystery is an aphrodisiac!" Lilly's mischievous smile widened as she absorbed the succubus's suggestions. "I love it! What else can I do to captivate these unsuspecting souls?" The succubus chuckled, delighted by Lilly's enthusiasm. "Well, my dear, let's play with their emotions. Engage in flirtatious conversation. Tease them, make them crave your attention. Keep them on their toes, longing for more, my dear." Lilly's eyes gleamed with a newfound confidence as she soaked in the succubus's words. "I can't wait to leave them wanting more! What else can we do to make this night unforgettable?" The succubus leaned in closer, its voice dropping to a sultry whisper. "Lilly, my dear, let's explore the power of touch. Brush your hand against theirs, lean in closer when you speak, and let your body language speak volumes. The subtle intimacy will leave them yearning for more, craving the connection you offer." Lilly's excitement grew with every word. She was ready to embrace her new allure and enjoy the attention. "Yes, succubus! I'm ready to unleash my seductive powers. Thank you!" Lilly turned to her father as they walked into the restaurant and immediately noticed the stares and gazes that followed her. She noticed the way her skirt bounced off her hips and grazed her tight little ass. The way her corset accentuated her petite form. The way her stockings exposed her thighs, and the way her pump platform heels elongated her legs. As she took a deep breath, her corset expanded, accentuating her chest. She felt confident and proud, and she basked in the attention. Her father, with an appreciative smile on his face, took his daughter by the hand and lead her to a high table with bar stools in the middle of the restaurant. Lilly climbs up onto the stool, her skirt rising slightly to reveal her stockings and garter belt. Her father's gaze lingers for a moment before looking up into Lilly's eyes, with a mixture of desire and pride. The waiter approached, a young man, who seemed to be in his early 20s. He greeted Lilly with a warm smile. "Hi, I'm Ben, your waiter for tonight. How are you doing?" Lilly blushed, unable to remove her gaze from his handsome face. The man had short, brown hair, brown eyes and a youthful, boyish charm. His words were pleasant and filled with genuine warmth. "Oh you like this one my dear," the succubus appearing, seated across the table from Lilly. "This man is going to be easy to control. Let your skirt ride up, and he will be yours for the taking." Lilly felt a surge of arousal at the succubus's suggestion. Her gaze met Ben's, her eyes sparking with the need to control this man. As she caught his gaze, she felt a strange sensation, as if her soul had been set aflame, and the two were connected in an intangible way. She felt the weight of his attraction to her, and she felt his desire to touch her. She sensed his admiration for her, and she felt the energy of his lust. Unknowing to Lilly, but at that moment her eyes changed. Shifting from her beautifully hazel blue to the emerald green that mimics the succubus. But, of course, none of the people in the restaurant saw this change. It was only Lilly, Ben, and the succubus who saw the change in her appearance. She sensed the change, and she felt her powers being unleashed. She felt a surge of confidence, knowing that she had a new ability to manipulate people. It was exciting to have this power over another human, and it ignited her sexual desires. Lilly smiled warmly at the waiter. "I'm good, thank you. I'm just really excited to be here, with my Daddy." As she spoke, Lilly turned to her father, with a sweet smile on her lips. "Daddy, I can't believe how excited I am. I'm really grateful that we're doing this together." Her eyes filled with affection, and a hint of mischievousness. Ben completely enthralled and under Lilly's enchantment, slid his hand onto her crossed legs. "Your daughter is beautiful, sir. What a great idea to do this with her." He said, as he began to rub her upper thigh. "What can I get for you tonight?" Lilly a little confused looks around. Everyone can clearly see the waiter sliding his hand up her thigh and under her skirt. "Everyone can see this but no one is reacting. Why?" Lilly asks in her thoughts. The succubus gives Lilly a huge smile, leaning back in the chair. "This is one of the many powers I've bestowed upon you, my temptress in training. Everyone around you has their sexual, intrusive thoughts amplified, to a deafening volume. They cant stop thinking them. I can manipulate them, and I can control everyone's thoughts around you." The succubus explains with a wink. "However they think it is their own inner monolog, but it actually is me." "So like mind control?" Lilly asks, as she feels the waiters fingers now probing and fighting to get to her little cunt. She looks up at the waiter, seeing him taking her fathers food order while he is pulling at her crossed legs. "Not exactly mind control, more like blinding suggestions that they think is their own." The succubus replies, as she looks around at everyone in the restaurant. "It's an illusion of sorts." "Wait what... so .. James and Emily. The man on the bus. My dad. That was all you?" Lilly asks in shock. "Yes, my dear. Now tell your daddy that he needs to feed you his seed. You are hungry." The succubus whispers into Lilly's thoughts. Lilly blushes deeply, knowing that she will need to masturbate her father for her dinner. "Umm.. uhh.. dad.. dad can you feed me your seed? I'm really hungry." Her father blushes at his daughter's request. "Oh, well, uhhh, of course. Umm... I don't have much to offer though." He says with embarrassment. Lilly glances around the restaurant, at everyone's lust-blown eyes. "I'm sure I can find a way to satisfy everyone. But right now my daddy's seed is the only thing I need." Lilly leans against her fathers shoulder, and begins to stroke his growing erection over his sweatpants. The waiter takes her fathers order and heads back to the kitchen. As he leaves, Lilly whispers in her father's ear. "Daddy, I want to feel you in my mouth. Can I?" She asks, her eyes sparkling with lust. "Can you feed me your seed, please?" She begs. Lilly's father nods, "Sure thing, sweetie. I'll give you whatever you want." As he speaks, Lilly moves her mouth down to the tip of his bulging erection. Her lips wrapped around his penis as her tongue circles around it, tasting the mixture of salt and sweat on his skin. She slowly pushes her mouth down his shaft, feeling it throb against her tongue. It is warm and heavy. As the tip of his engorged member presses against the back of her throat, Lilly pulls him out of her mouth, letting saliva drip onto his tip. Lilly opens her mouth wide and engulfs his penis again, letting the entire length slip into her mouth. Lilly begins to suck hard and fast, wanting to make this good for her daddy. She feels the soft flesh of his penis slide against her tongue as her head begins to bob up and down, her hair bouncing on her shoulders. Lilly begins to moan loudly as she senses the power of her seductive skills. While Lilly sucks on her father, a women walks by with her husband and daughter. The woman a guidance counsellor from Lilly's school recognizes Lilly and her father. "Well hello Lilly! Mr. Hilton! How nice to see you both!" Mrs. Jones, says in a cheerful voice. "And what is going on here? What are you two doing?" Mrs. Jones asks, a sly smirk on her face. She looks at Lilly, as she is bent over sucking on her father. "Lilly? Is that you?" She says, her tone filled with genuine curiosity. Lilly's cheeks flush with embarrassment, not stopping her sucking for a moment. "Umm.. Mmm, Hmm." Lilly answers her words muffled. "Oh! Well your certainly busy!" Mrs. Jones laughs. "You have quite the oral skills my dear. Enjoy your meal." As she spoke, she glances around the restaurant, and sees all the men and women are looking at them. "Oh Mrs. Jones, nice to see you, your husband, and your daughter again. Would you all like to join us." Lilly's father ask while he fights to hold in his ejaculation. "We have plenty of room." He offers, as he tries to calm his breathing. "Why thank you for the invitation. That would be great." Mrs. Jones and her husband approach the table. They sit across from Lilly and her father. Mrs. Jones's daughter pulls up a chair and sits at the head of the table. She is the same age as Lilly. She is dressed in a pair of tight jeans and a light pink tank top with her blonde hair in a ponytail. "I'm Janelle," she says, reaching across the table and shaking Lilly's fathers hand. Lilly pulls herself off her father, with a slight pop as she speaks to Mrs. Jones. "So how are you enjoying your evening? What brings you out here?" She asks, a mischievous smirk on her face. Mrs. Jones returns the smile and leans closer looking over the table to see Lilly stroking her father with her hand. "Well we were actually just going to grab a quick dinner before heading home, but then we saw you two. I'm not quite sure how we could resist such an offer." Lilly giggles and glances at her father's erection, covered in her saliva. "Oh, I'm glad you stopped." Lilly says to Mrs. Jones, who seems to be the most willing to converse. "It makes me so happy to see my dad enjoy a night out. I'm just glad to be here with him." She smiles warmly at her father as she speaks. "I'm so happy to see it." Mrs. Jones responds, with a mixture of genuine kindness and desire. The waiter Ben returns and immediately slides his hand back under Lilly's skirt and takes the Jones's order. As Lilly feels his fingers working their way to her cunt, she glances at Janelle. She looks back at Lilly, while giving Lilly a small smile. She leans in and says in a low tone, "So I don't want to interrupt, but is that your fathers penis? Wow, I've never seen one before!" Janelle says with a giggle. Lilly giggles in response and nods, trying to hold back her laughter. She notices Janelle's lust filled eyes. "Would you like some. Its really yummy." Lilly smiles. Wanting to make her daddy shoot his load. Janelle smiles "Mom, Dad, can I?" "Of course honey." Mr. Jones says. "Go ahead hun, Lilly is right, it's really yummy." His wife adds. Lilly stands up and gives the waiter a kiss before he returns to the kitchen again. She switches seats with Janelle. "Ok so do you know what to do?" Lilly asks Janelle. Janelle blushes and smiles, "I have a vague idea." She takes Lilly's father's erection in her hand and brings it to her lips. Lilly takes a step back and sits down in her chair. She crosses her legs and smiles as Janelle begins to suck on Lilly's fathers penis. Mrs. Jones looks at Lilly and says in a low voice "How often do you get a chance to suck on your dad." She asks. Lilly can feel her own nipples hardening. "Well he doesn't get around much," Lilly says, "but when he does, he loves it. It looks like he is also loving Janelle's sucking. Do you let her suck on you too Mr. Jones?" Mr. Jones chuckles, "Well I think I might now." He says, as he places his hand on his wife's leg. "Is that so, well I hope she likes it as much as I do." Lilly says as she begins to rub her inner thighs. Lilly's eyes fixated on her fathers penis as it disappears into Janelle's mouth. Lilly's mind flooded with dirty thoughts as her body reacted to the sight. Her cunt ached, as she could feel her wetness leaking out. "Oh my, he does have a nice big penis. So yummy." Janelle said as she slurped loudly. "I could do this all night." Lilly looked over at Mr. and Mrs. Jones. She noticed him rubbing her between her legs as they both watch their daughter sucking. "Mrs. Jones, do you like watching Janelle suck my daddy?" She asks. She smiled and said "Yes, I like it very much." "Good because he really does like having girls suck on him." Lilly said, as she opened her legs and revealed her cunt to them. Mrs. Jones eyes were glued to the view, she licked her lips. "I like the way she sucks, she seems so hungry for it." Lilly moves her hand under her skirt and begins to rub her clit. The juices flowing out of her. She looks over and see that Janelle's hand is stroking Lilly's fathers shaft as fast as she can, while keeping him in her mouth. Janelle pulls her mouth off and says. "Your dad is really big. I can barely fit him all in my mouth!" "She is such a good sucker." Lilly says, as she continues to rub her clit. Mrs. Jones was completely enthralled by Lilly's furious rubbing, her face flushes. She takes Lilly's hand and places it on her own thigh. "It's ok, you can touch me too." She says. Lilly bites her lower lip, as she moves her hand further up Mrs. Jones's thigh and rubs her crotch through her tight lycra pants. As she does, she sees Mr. Jones begin to rub himself, as they all watch Janelle. "Mr. Jones, do you want me to get that for you? You seem like your in pain?" Mr. Jones nods. "Oh yes please." "Ok," Lilly says, "let me help you with that." Lilly slides out of her chair and crawls under the table. She comes up with her face between his legs, his penis right in front of her eyes. Lilly places her hand on him as she looks up and gives him a hungry look. "Would you like to feel me on you? This little girl can suck on you." Mr. Jones smiles, "Yes, please." He says as he moves his hand down his wife's pants and begins to finger her. Lilly leans in and begins to suck him, her tongue dancing around it. Lilly can taste the musk of his body. She can taste the precum juice of Mr. Jones begin to leak out. He tasted salty and sweet all at the same time. His taste was intoxicating. Lilly's mind flooded with dirty thoughts as she moved her mouth down his shaft. She heard him moan. She moved her tongue along the sides, licking up the pre cum that had escaped. She used her hand to rub his shaft. He tasted like a hard candy, and Lilly wanted more. She wanted to taste more. She moved her mouth down to the base and tried to suck him in, she felt her cheeks get full as her mouth stretched wider to accommodate. Mrs. Jones's pants begin to soak up her juices as her husband fucks her with his fingers. "I can feel you getting wet, honey. She is so good." Lilly heard Mr. Jones say, as Lilly moves her mouth up and down his shaft. He begins to move his hips, trying to fuck her face. He grabs her head with his other hand and pulls her into him. He holds her down as he grinds himself against her tongue. He pulls her head up and down. Lilly feels his tip touch the back of her throat, Lilly gags. Her eyes begin to water, but he keeps her down. Lilly feels the pressure of his penis push up on her throat, as she fights for air. Her lungs begin to burn, and her vision begins to fade. Lilly can hear the slurping sound of Janelle's mouth sucking hard on her father too. Her vision starts to go black, and Lilly feels as though she is going to pass out. She wants to fight it, but she cant. The pressure of his penis on the back of her throat is too strong. She can feel herself losing consciousness as her vision begins to fade to black. Than with a jolt, Mr. Jones pulls Lilly off, as she gasps for air, and the pressure is lifted. Lilly coughs and takes a deep breath as Mrs. Jones looks at her with concern. "Are you ok?" She asks. "Yes." Lilly says, taking another deep breath, and wiping the tears from her eyes. She takes another deep breath. "You must be a good little girl. My husband loves when you gag on him." She says. "You can always tell when he's about to cum, because he starts fucking your face hard." Lilly looks over at Mrs. Jones and Mr. Jones. "I think I like that too. Can you teach me some of that? I'd love to be able to make my own father cum faster." She says, as she wipes the tears from her eyes. Mrs. Jones smiles and looks over at Janelle. "Go all the way down on Mr. Hilton hun. Keep your lips around the base of him." She instructs her daughter. By this time the waiter returns with their food. Mr. and Mrs. Jones along with Lilly's father begin to eat. Lilly and Janelle still sucking as fast and deep as they can. Lilly takes a moment to glance over and see how Janelle looks. Her lips are wrapped around Lilly's fathers penis, as she bobs up and down, and her ponytail flies back and forth. Her breasts bounce in her tank top. She notices her hand is down her pants, rubbing herself. The sight makes Lilly's mouth water. She looks over at Lilly. Lilly smiles back. She's enjoying this more than she ever expected. Lilly goes back to sucking on Mr. Jones. As she sucks, Lilly notices the way her under developed breasts move up and down in her corset as she moves. Lilly feels a rush of heat come over her body. Her hard nipples rub on the inside of the corset, and the thought of playing with herself floods her thoughts. She can feel her clit throb and ache for release. Lilly feels a wetness in her crotch. She moans loudly. The vibration from her voice pushes Mr. Jones closer and closer to his orgasm. She can tell by the way his body begins to tense. She knows that he is close. His body stiffens and his moans increase. "I'm cumming!" He yells. "Here it comes!" Lilly can feel him pulsate, and the taste of his semen fills her mouth. It is hot and thick. Lilly can't help but swallow, as she keeps sucking as hard as she can. He pulls Lilly off, and Janelle too is enjoying the jolting spurts of Lilly's father. Lilly, along with Janelle, both lick the shafts clean. Lilly can see Janelle's saliva all over her father's penis. Lilly feels a wetness in her crotch. She wants to play with herself. But she doesn't want to stop eating. She wants to keep sucking. Lilly and Janelle both look up at their fathers with a pleading look. Lilly can see the looks of lust on their faces. "Go ahead." Mrs. Jones says to Lilly. "You can go back to sucking, I promise no one will be upset if you keep sucking." Lilly gets up and goes back to sitting next to her father. Janelle takes Lilly's place under the table between her own father. They both continue to suck until everyone finishes their meals.
New Jock Tales---Chptr 6---The Tournament “Maaaathuuuu” crash---boom---crakle crakle “Maaathuuu----agggg” Jesue fuckin christ—what was happening. I jumped from my bed, and rocketed up the stairs to Dustin's room---buck ass naked, lol. There was Dustin, standing in the middle of his room, with his arms over his head—screaming like a banshee. POW pop boom, sizzle, sizzle. “Aggggg Mathew “ ! “Jesus Dustin---what is it “? “Im scared Matthew” “Oh fuck dude, you mean the storm “? BAMM rumble rumble “Ahhhh yes, Matthew the storm---Im scared” Oh fuck, I mumble to myself. It was a pretty drastic storm---even for East Texas. I grabbed my lil bro by the waist, and picked him up. He instantly wrapped his legs around my waist, and his arms around my neck. His trembles turned to whimpering, and eventually started crying. Bringing my hand up to his head, and tossling his hair, I tried to assure him that it was just thunder. I headed for the bathroom to take a piss, lil bro still in tow. Leaning forward and grabbing the towel bar, I cut loose a long strong stream. I then head for the kitchen, and pour Dustin a small glass of milk. Placing it in the microwave to warm it up, and adding a couple of taps of nutmeg, I hand to him. Walking over to the patio door, I open it up and step out on the patio. “See” I said softly, “It's just thunder, and wind” Dustin took a slug of his milk and replied, “Im still scared” I told Dustin to drink up, and placing the glass on the kitchen table, headed back down to my room. I gave Dustin a full body slam on the bed. He let out a shriek, and then started giggling. I plopped down on the bed, on my belly, and grabbed my pillow above my head with both arms. In just a few moments, Dustin had turned over and wrapped his arm around the lower part of my back, and snuggled his head just under my pit. “You stink, Matthew” I simply replied, “Yep, go back to sleep” When I awoke again later that morning, our positions had reversed. Dustin now had his back to me, and I had him pulled in close to my belly, with my arm over his waist. My dick was rock hard now, holding back a fresh supply of morning piss. I was right in the small crack of my lil bros ass, and I smiled to myself. I jumped up for another piss, then returning to the bed again plopped down on my belly. I felt Dustin turn over again. After a few moments of silence, Dustin commented “you got hair on your butt, and in your crack” I couldn't help but giggle, and just replied “ya”, you'll get that some day too”. “Can I feel it”? I snickered to myself again, at his innocence. “Just run your fingertips up and down my crack---but it's gonna get me hard when you do”. Dustin did as suggested, and mumbled something like does it tickle, to which I replied it did, and he was making my dick really hard. “So what do you do about it”? He asked, so innocent. Fuck it, I decided, no time like the present. Rolling over on my back, I reach into the nite stand and fish out a blount. I fire it up, and take a quick pull. Just a little buzz would be fine for now. As usual, as my brain came awake, so did my dick. It only took moments for me to become fully boned. I looked down and smiled at my big teen age dick. Eight fuckin inches so far, and only 15 years old. I instruct Dustin to grab my head with his fist, and rub my thumb over my piss slit. There it was—an endless supply of fuck juice. Most b o y s didn't even ooze juice, but I had enuff for several. Slicking the juice over my cockhead, and squeezing hard, I tell him to began pulling up and down. The feeling set in right away. I spread my legs just a bit, and raised my left arm up over my head. Turning to the left, I take a quick whiff of my ripe pit. I instruct Dustin now to pick up the pace. I had shit to do today, but I had to get that nut first. It was so cute watching his still boyish fist grabbing my thick jock cock. He glanced up at my face, then back to my dick—fasinated at the bonding with his big bro. As I felt my belly and thighs tighten up,I spread my legs a bit more, and reaching down grabbing my balls, I gave them a hard squeeze and tugged down. Then it came-bamm, bamm, bamm, bamm. Four streams of unbroken jizz flying out of my dick head like a rocket launch, each one hitting the wall over my head, splattering like a bug hitting a windshield. I looked up at the wall, Dustin still jackin my dick, and shot 5 more ropes of thick jock juice across my chest and belly. I was in shock at the amount of my load. Even in the few porns I had seen, I never seen a man shoot that much jizz. I was thinking I may have just set a world record, lol. Before I could calm down, and collect my thoughts, there was a rapping at the front door. “Fuck” I mumbled to myself. It was just so fuckin far from the basement to the front door. I grabbed a pr of gym shorts from the floor, and a dirty tee to wipe off the jizz from my torso. I tell Dustin to bolt for his room. At the door was Mark Mattox. “What's up dude” he exclaimed all cheerfull and shit. I hated happy morning people. “Dude—come on in, I gotta show you sompin” Literally grabbing Mark by the hand, and pulling him down to the basement, I pointed out my achievement on the wall above my bed. “Jesus Dillon---you just do that”? Mark was ecstatic. “Ya dude, 4 shots—right over my head. I was just wiping up when you knocked” “Holy fuck dude---I seen grown men that didn't nut like that---that's gotta be a record” “Fuck ya dude---Im impressed with myself” I kinda chuckled at my accomplishment. “Say---I gotta big deal for ya late tonight after the game, if ur up for it” Mark had a mischievous look in his eyes. “Ya maybe---what's up” I asked . “Old man party—they want some gogo boy types, or maybe strippers. Figure you come straight from the game in ur sweaty uniform, and you'll be a big hit” “Ya man—that sounds awesome” I replied with a smile. We had a noon game, and this would be the end of the season for Pony League. I asked Mark to run me over to the field, as I needed to work out a bit, and get pumped up for the game. We grab Dustin, and scoot over to the field, where there is a little league game in progress. I hand Dustin a few bucks and told him 'don't get into any trouble'. In the locker room a few other guys had showed up, and were working out as well. It was evens, so we all paired up to spot each other. Ricky, the bat b o y, was arranging the bats and batting helmets. I flashed him a big smile and asked him was he abusing that little dick of his. He flashed back a big grin and proudly proclaimed “yes sir ! Three times a day”! All the guys chuckled at him, knowing they were just as guilty. “That's my boi---tear it up” I strip down to just my jock, exposing my baseball size bulge, and my tite moon shaped hairy ass. As we began pumping iron, and working up a sweat, Mark again complimented me on my fine body. Still at just 5'10', and 150 lbs, I was still pretty skinny---just 29” waist. The 6 pac was poppin out really good, and I started some really intense crunches. “give it the summer, Dillon, you'll have 7 & 8 before you know it” encouraged Mark. I grinned at the anticipation of having an 8 pac by the time football started next fall. On the bench press now, workin up the shoulders, one of the dudes walked by and popped me pretty hard right on my jock strap. “What the fuck dude” ? It actually hurt pretty bad. “Cover that shit up Dillon, we all know you got the biggest dick---fuckin show off” One of the other b o y s hollered out “I think he likes ur dick Dillon”. Everybody just laughed and went back to their routine. Suddenly Ricky hollers out “batter up---30 minutes” That was the cue to get dressed, and get ready for the game. Tony Truelove wheeled up to me in his wheelchair as I was getting dressed. He had been hit by a car on his skateboard earlier in the year, and lost his legs, but he was still on the roster for the team. “Hit one for me, Dillon” He was looking particularly down today, so I just smiled at him, and said “you got it bro'. The game went pretty intense. We stayed neck and neck with the Tigers, until now, it was the bottom of the ninth, and I was the last batter. As I approached the plate, I look over and see Tony in the dugout. I just couldn't stand it. I called for a time out, and motioned for one of the b o y s lined up down the third base line to come to me. I told him to go get Tony, and wheel him out to the baseline with them, so he could see better. He nodded approval. “And Traylor—when I hit that fuckin ball, you wheel his ass over here to this plate as fast as you can” Traylor grinned mischievously, as if he figured out what I was going to do. I called time in, and as the Tigers picture took the stance, preparing for the wind up, I raised my bat, and pointed to center field. The crowd went nuts, with roars and cheers. It took a lot of hairy balls for someone in Pony League to pull a 'Babe Ruth', but I was determined. As the picture prepared for the wind up, he then called time. It was getting crazy out here for sure. He walked up to me, and whispered in my ear--- “I know you want this game Dillon, but if you think ur bad enuff to hit that ball out of the park, I WILL SUCK-- YOUR --DICK” I flash a big grin at Cole Parker, and said to him “You got your word on that” ? Parker replied “I just did bro” . The wind up—and the pitch. It was either the league championship, or we go down in a tie. POW I swung so hard that I felt every bone in my vertebrae pop, from my waist up to my neck, and broke the bat clean in two. I stood there, with everyone else in the park, in dead silence. And there it went. Clean over center field---clearing the fence by over three feet. Still, the stadium was silent, and frozen in time. Finally, the announcer screams into the microphone---”RUUUUUUN” I jerk around to look behind me, and there was Traylor, as ordered, pushing Tony Truelove to the plate. I grab the handles of his wheelchair, and start running. Pushing as hard and fast as I could, the front wheels wobbling in the dirt. “I hope it doesn't lock up” was all I could think. First—second--third--and finally, HOME. The crowd went totally nuclear. I continued pushing Tony around in circles, doing donuts, if you will. In the ecstasy of the moment, I ripped my jersey off, Tarzan style, screaming at the top of my lungs and draped it over Tony's shoulders, raising his arm in victory. My bushy pits were dripping in sweat, running down my rib cage, and I could smell my own ripe jock funk. My dick twitched a bit. Mark had managed to work his way into the crowd to home plate. He smack me on the belly, and told me to look down. In all the excitement, and jumping and twisting around, I was poppin an 8 pac ! I nearly creamed, and literally started crying with joy. Somehow, my little bro, Dustin had managed to climb the fence, and was running towards me to home plate. I grabbed him up, and spun around in circles, tears now in my eyes. I kissed Dustin right on the lips. He laughed, and wiped it off with the back of his hand. Suddenly, I looked Dustin square in the eyes--”Bro---go find that ball. Twenty bucks Dustin, go find my ball” He nodded his head up and down, and as I lowered him back down to the ground, gave him a hard smack on the butt. “Run b o y—run” !! Dustin took off like a cougar. I had no thoughts about it at that moment, but years later, I would painfully figure out that from that moment, my lil bro worshiped the ground I walked on. And that idolization would become his own motivation for becoming quite the baseball star himself. And as we both got older, I less and less gave him the time of day. The cheers continued around the field. I could see the TV crew making it's way over to home plate. Parker, still standing on the pictures mound, glanced over at me, with his head hung. I pointed at him, with an evil grin. He gave me back a thumbs up, indicating he would live up to the bet. After about an hour and half, the crowd finally starts to dissipate, and some of us start heading for the locker room to shower up and change clothes. I run up to Cole Parker, and grabbing him by his jersey, just say “common punk, ur with me” “Jesus Dillon---now ?? here ??” “Yup, right fuckin now, cause Im horny as fuck, and ur fixin to choke down on this big jock dick” I dragged him around to the back of the shower house. It was a weird thing---this second wall that protruded about three feet out from the back wall of the house, then ran about half the length of the house. There was a gate at the end of it, and it was like this cubby hole, if you will. Nobody new why it was there, or what it was supposed to do. It was finally decided that it was just a glitch when they built the building, so there we have it—more like a big closet behind the building. We walk in and I close the gate, and pushing Cole to the back, grab him by the hair and push him down to his knees. I whip out my big 8” of jock meat, give him a grin, and just say “SUCK”. As Cole opens his mouth, I waist no time in shoving my meat down his throat. Tightening my grip on his hair, I instantly go into a relentless pounding of his throat, plunging my now rock hard cock to the back of his throat, my pubes going up his nose with each thrust. It took no time for the snot to start pouring out of Cole's nose, but I just grinned and kept plunging my vein poppin cock into his throat. I took my left hand and slapped him up side the face, “squeeze those lips punk, make it tight” I ordered him as I continued to run my cock in and out of his throat. Again, taking my left hand, this time grabbing him by the throat, and squeezing hard, you could now see my cock going in and out of his tight wet throat. The snot continued to pour, as well now as the sweat pouring from my pits and belly. I yanked my dick from his mouth, and shoved his face into my right pit. “Huff it dude---just like glue. Learn my stink, cause you'll be getting lots more of it”. I moved his face from my pit over to the left one, then ordered him to lick the sweat from my ripe pungent pit. He eyes squimished at the funk of my pits, as I returned him to the right one to lick it clean as well. I don't know what got over me, but I was really boning up on the abuse I was giving to Cole. Grabbing his hair again, I returned him to my dick, and shoved it again, straight down his throat. “God damm ur fuckin good” Grabbing him now by both sides of his head, I began slamming his throat hard as I could. He began bucking back, and trying to fight me off, as he began to choke and gag on my big teen age dick. “Had enuff, punk” ? I asked him staring into his eyes. All he could do was nod his head up and down. “Great” I replied. “Now drop your pants” A look of horror came over Cole's face, and he shook his head back and forth. “No fuckin way Dillon---your not sticking that thing in my ass---no fuckin way---not part of the deal” Cole responded in a panic. “You want me to finish up ur ass, and plant my junk in ur guts, or put it back in ur mouth, and flood your mouth with it”? “Enuff dude” ! “I said I'd suck ur dick bro, and I sucked ur dick. Didn't say nothing about you fuckin my ass—I ain't no fag, Dillon” “I aint no fag either, Cole—I just like fuckin dudes up the ass” “Na -ah, that's it. I said Id suck ur dick dude, and that's it. No fuckin more” Having reached that 'crazed' state of mind, I couldn't stop. I rared back with my right arm, and delivered a crushing blow to the right side of Cole's face. Before he could recover, I delivered three pops to his right eye, instantly busting it, and the b l o o d began pouring down his face dripping onto his shoulder. “Jesus Dillon, you fuckin lunatic—what the fuck is wrong with you”? “Want some ass, that's what—and ur givin it up, punk” With that I swung a left cross across his mouth, busting his lip open, again the b l o o d dripping down his chin, hitting his chest. I grabbed him by both sides of his head, and pulled him in close to my face, and hawking up a luggie, spat my spit and snot into his mouth. Then delivering three hard blows to his gut, I slung him down to the ground on his belly. I got hold of his belt, and ripped it from his pants, and shucked them down. One more blow to the right k I d n e y , and then screaming at him “You want some dick now punk, huh---you want some” ? I was a complete madman at this point. Whimpering now, Cole finally relented—“ ya Dillon, give it to me” Angry, I struck him on the back of his head. “Naa punk—that aint gonna git it now---you got to fuckin beg for it fag” ! “Aight, aight, Dillon, please fuck my ass—please fuck me hard and bust ur nuts up in my guts---please Dillon” An evil chuckle emerged from my throat—deep down from the diaphragm. Again I worked up a handful of spit and snot, and ran it over the pulsating purple mushroom head, of my juice oozing dick. I slicked up the whole head, and then ran my hand up into the crack of Cole's ass crack. Pushing my middle finger deep into his super tite jock hole (Jeez, I thought—this boi has never even broken the toilet paper, lol) to loosen him up. I pull my finger, and notice a bit of ass slim on it, then grabbing Cole by his hair again, and pulling his head backwards, shove the finger into his mouth. “Suck it, pig” was all I said to him. In the same motion, I squeeze my dick hard, and slam into Cole's tight virgin hole. Wasting no time, I went right into plunging my rock hard meat into the depths of his guts, All 8” to the hilt, poppin his ass as I hit it. Shoving his face into the concrete wall, I relentlessly began pounding his guts like a jackhammer. It only took about 10-12 thrusts, and then I exploded. Nut after nut, I shot deep into Parker's ass. Each one hitting as hard as I could deliver. Still holding him by his hair, and slamming his face into the concrete. I came for what seemed like an hour, destroying his cherry. My nut was so intense that I began trembling, and shacking at my thighs, and my jizz began to ooze back out of his tite jock hole. My belly was so tight, that it was now easy to see my tight, popping 8 pac of abs, that seemed to have grown overnight. Finally spent, I yanked Cole around, and shoved his back up against the wall. Grabbing his hair again, I popped his mouth again with my left fist, and as he opened it up, I shoved my now half limp dick back into his mouth, now covered with my jizz and his ass juice. “Suck it” was all I said, with b l o o d in my eyes, like a demon. “Use ur tongue punk, get it good and clean” With no energy to fight back, Cole did as I ordered him. Relaxing now, and deciding that I was probably good and clean, and reared my head backwards, and closing my eyes, cut loose. Cole went into a convulsion like epileptic shock as I cut loose the stream of my hot nasty stinkin jock piss down his throat. I filled his belly with my nectar, grinning at him the whole while. Finally I pulled out, and stepped back to pull up my own pants, and buckled them up. Delivering one more mouthfull of spit and snot to his face, told him to get up, and get himself together. “Yep Parker, definitely looking forward to freshmen football”
This is the first of many sexstories that I hope to post. I welcome any and all comments/feedback and suggestions as I always look for opportunities to improve my writing and satisfy readers, as I hope you do read my writing. It will not all be the same, some is more subtle while others is more in your face dirty--all depends on my mood and what my inspiration is. A big thanks to all my inspiration, here and elsewhere! *************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************** Waiting For Dawn… And a First Cyber Date I look at the clock, yet again, and notice that only two agonizing minutes have crept by since my last time check. Two more down and only 174 to go {sigh}— It seems like forever until our first scheduled “cyber date.” I have tried to start without you, indulging in the free porn and touching myself, but you’ve actually managed to all but ruin masturbation for me! It’s now not the same without your ‘Mmmm’ or teasing me with what you’d do to me if we were neighbors as opposed to miles apart. It’s just not the same unless you’re cummin with me. So, I am waiting for dawn to appear, to brighten the darkness outside, and to light up my Inbox with a witty comment from you, following a warm hello! Even today, with all the anticipation and pent-up sexual tension from where we left off last night, I imagine you’ll still be sweet, my Sexy Gent, and ask how I am, how my evening was before asking if I’ve been a good girl. Your question, as always, makes me giggle at my laptop screen as the answer is never changing, “Nah,” and I know it pleases you! I’ve been good at being naughty, of course! At this point in our typed on-site conversation, you will switch to my Sex Name, indicating that it is on! I am ready as I came prepared—naked under my bathrobe, as instructed. My hands begin to wander at the use of my Sex name before you even open the gates yet, I know that you’ll jump right in now. Sure enough, I’m not disappointed. Your very next message makes me tingly all over as a burst of heat spreads through my belly and continues on down until it reaches my toes. Did you bring that pretty pussy already wet, mmmmmmmmm or shall I give you a hand with that, my lovely sexy lady? mmmmmmmmmm {SIGH!} Yes and YES, Please!! ****** (To Be Continued… Real-time Touchy-feely Break Needed) ****** See what you do to me? Just thinking about—writing about— our cyber time together makes me so hot that I couldn’t help but go at it again. I just had to squeeze my own tits, imagining each touch was yours. I just had to bring my own nipples to my mouth, wishing it was you sucking them hard and your tongue flicking them mercilessly when I mistakenly thought they were as hard as they were going to get. I couldn’t take it any longer—even ‘ imaginary’ you began driving me crazy! Without preamble, my hands found their way to my pussy, rubbing my clit and keeping a pair of fingers just slightly in my opening. I came hard and fast, but it was not as satisfying as when we are communicating. I was missing your encouragement, your sexy chatting, your Mmmmmmmmms. After a few more quick, hot bursts, I decided I was making matters worse, not better, so I cleaned up (no easy task with a sensitive pussy on fire) and tried to accomplish some other forms of writing, some work, and even—when all else failed— some housework. None of these tasks were adequate distractions. I typed while horny. I researched while horny. I did laundry while horny—and pictured you taking me on top of the washer! Mmmmmmmmmmm! At that point, I gave up and gave in, moved outside to the deck, carrying a blanket, and acted out all my fantasies of you & me in my mind while touching myself—out in the open. I mused about your having that telescope we chat about that would allow you to watch from so far away, and it just got more intense. After cummin multiple times, my whole body convulsing with each surge, I felt depleted and feared there’d be nothing left when our time to “visit” came. **** Real-life interrupts as I feel my mouth go dry, as well as the pangs of hunger deep in my stomach. I fill a glass of cold water and a bowl of fresh mango but forgetting about my fantasies for even a few moments proves impossible. The refreshing water cascading down my throat makes me long to suck you dry and have your cum coat the path that the water is trickling down. With each bite of sweet fruit, I imagine you eating the mango slices from my pussy. Mmmmmmmmmm **** The brightening sky is coming into view, just beginning to change the night sky to daybreak—for me anyway. Oh, just look at the time—it sure does fly when you’re having fun. I log onto the site 15 minutes ahead of schedule, hoping against hope that you’d be early and, when I do, my Inbox is lit up. I smile involuntarily, as I always do at that sight and all that it holds in store. ******** Readers, this is where I leave you. You do not have an invitation into our magical world of passion; it is just us, for us, and between us. We like to keep it “our little secret” and that It shall remain. I’m coming to you, my Sweet Sexy Gent… Ohhhh, and I’m cummin— for you… Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
New Jock Tales----Freshman year--Sweet 16 PT 1 It was the most anticipated day of my life. More than anything football. More than Christmas. More than the day I finally popped out numbers 7 and 8 abs. More than the day I discovered hair up in the crack of my ass. Even more than the day just a few weeks ago when I finally measured up 9”. Lotta of fuck meat for a Freshman. Today, was my birthday—drivers license ! I met it with a bit of melancholy though. The original plan was to be at the car lot, and grab that jeep I had my eye on for a whole year now. It was actually still there. But since the falling out with Mark Mattox back before school started, I hadn't done as well at getting 'hook ups', selling my big jock dick to pleasure middle age women, and sometimes men. He arranged most of that. I was still about $750 short. I decided to not let it get me down. I jumped up out of bed, dick swaggin half way to my knee. After a quick piss, up the stairs for some coffee, and a smoke. Mom was home from the diner—already snoozed out. I put on the coffee, and head back downstairs. I fish out my moto pants, and put them on freeballin. I loved the tightness of the kevlar fabric—without a jock, there was no hiding ur rod in these puppies. Back upstairs I pour up a cup. Back downstairs again, this time sliding into my moto boots. They were already getting a bit snug, only a few months old. I figure I would be a sz 12 by the end of summer. I smiled to myself at how I had blackmailed dad into getting me the dirt bike, and all the gear. Son-of-a-bitch should not haved r a p e d my ass, along with help from Mark Mattox, and Maurice. Putting on the chest protector and jersey, then back upstairs for a go cup of coffee, I head for the garage and swing open the door. It was a beautiful day in May in east Texas. Already heating up for the summer, about 80 degrees. School would be out in just 2 weeks. Unchaining the dirt bike from his rack (yep—him), I put my go cup in the back pack and sling it over my shoulder. Mounting the bike, just two kicks and it fires right up. I grin as I rev the engine a few times. Already my dick n balls start stirring. I blast out of the garage like it was a tunnel—fantasizing to myself of getting the 'holeshot up the middle' That's motocross talk. I plan to ride in some contests this summer—so we'll see how that goes. Straight down the street a few blocks to the abandoned golf corse, then across it to the field behind. It had rained three days this week, so I figured the best way to cheer me up was to get muddy. And I loved to get dirty—dry or wet. I spent about two hours tearing up the field. I was totally covered. I had peeled three layers of shields off my goggles, and now had only one left. Decided I should quit until I could get more peel a-ways, I take off my helmet and casually head back up the street towards the house. About half way up I see a man flagging me down, looked to be about 40 or so. I roll up to him at the end of his driveway and shut off the bike. I say “morning” and he returns the same, followed up with “you sure are making some noise this morning”. “Oh—yes sir, Im sorry. You don't realize how loud a dirt bike is with the helmet on and all. Hope I didn't wake you”. “Well, no actually, I was just coming out to get the paper. My name is Kirk”. “Hi Kirk, I'm Matt Dillon” “Ahh hell—Dillon—the quarter back”?. “lol, ya—in the flesh” Well, nice to meet you. Looks like you likes to get muddy” I flash a big grin, and explain to Kirk it was my birthday, so I was kinda just celebrating a bit. Then I told him about the jeep, and how I was disappointed at being short on money—I really hoped to get it today. “Ya, that's sad Matthew. So—good looks, super star status—you gotta girl friend”? I chuckle a bit, and respond “naa—I ain't ready for that tie me down BS. Mostly that's the girl prancing around school bragging about dating the quarterback from the football team. I got a pretty big dick, so I can fuck just about anybody I want---everybody wants some of Matthew Dillon's dick”. Kirk does a nervous chuckle, but finally replies with “Ya, I can see ur packin a lot of equipment down there”. Finally—I had him now. “So, if it's ok to ask—what actually are you hanging”? I flash a big pearly white smile, and reply “well, just a couple of weeks ago I measured up, and I hit 9”. “Oh my god Matthew, that's huge”! “LOL, ya—it's a big piece of meat for sure. Pretty thick too—I love jackin it— I cum like a donkey” I could see the nervousness in Kirk's face, prolly thinking to himself just this conversation with a juvie could just about land his ass in jail. “Damm Matthew—so, you still got your cherry”? I giggle a bit and reply with “ahh shit no man—I busted my cherry the day I became a teenager”. Kirk had a look of shock on his face, and I continued with “I was at this halloween party,and to tell it quick, this girl pulled me around to the back yard, behind a storage building. She ask me could she suck my dick. I was a bit nervous, but I had heard guys at school talking about getting their dicks sucked. So I just said ya, and just whipped it out. She commented that I was really big—which even then I guess I was. Shit man, I was just getting started in puberty, and I was already 7”. She got right down on me and started sucking away. She was older, a Jr I think, and was able to take me all the way down. I was in pure fuckin heaven. I had never dreamed something could feel that good. After about 5 minutes of slobbin on me, she came up, and just said 'fuck me'. I was amazed---she spun around and just bent over, lifting her skirt up. She wasn't wearing any panties, and she reached back to help guide me into her pussy from behind. Being that young, and first time, it didn't take long. I prolly only pumped her about 10-12 times. Then I started, kinda like a chant, 'oh fuck—oh fuck—oh fuck'. The girl quickly pulled off me, and spun back around on her knees again. But I was so far past the point of no return, that before she could get her mouth back on my dick, I blasted. I shot 5 nuts right on her face. Being that young I prolly didn't have any 'bois' yet, just the semen. It quickly dripped down her face, and she proclaimed “Holy shit—even my boyfriend doesn't shoot like that”. I kinda laughed nervously, but it felt good realizing that I shot a lot of jizz. And that was pretty much it. “Damm Matthew, that's quite a story. So how many girls since then have you, uhh---”. “It's ok Kirk, you can say fuck. I gotta pretty filthy mouth”. “LOL, ok, so how many”? “Hmm, maybe 10-12. Haven't really kept count. Even let a couple of dudes swing down me”. “Really—that's amazing. Not many b o y s your age would admit that”. “Ya, I guess, but I don't really give a fuck. Besides—anybody that ever let a dude suck his dick, knows it's better than girls”. Kirk continues with his amateur like questioning. “So what was that first one like”? “LOL, I remember it well. I was in study hall, and asked to go piss. I was there at the trough in the b o y s room, just started pissing, when in walks this other dude. Rather than go for the other end of the trough, he walks up right next to me—maybe 2 feet or so. I was already kinda street smart, so I figure he's checkin me out. I don't know if he knew who I was or not, maybe it was just gonna be his lucky day. So, I let go of my dick, and leaning forward a bit, put my left hand on the wall, kinda up above head level. I continued pissing for nearly half a minute. A couple of glances showed that he was entranced, so I just kept on with the show. As I finish up, I bring my right hand back, and tickle the hairs on my balls, which produce another short stream. Then, since I know he's watching me now, then I take my middle finger and thumb, and give a couple of light thumps right on the top side of my dick head to get those last few drops, right. His eyes kinda widened, and I knew now I had him. I turned to the right, facing him. Putting my hands back into the back pockets of my Levi's, I nudge them down to just the top of my hairy muscled thighs. The dude finally lost it, and just standing there staring at me, I mutter, “well punk, you gonna suck my dick, or what”? He got a look of terror on his face. Most likely what he came there hoping for, but not really expecting it. Becoming impatient, and a little nervous that I had been gone too long from study hall, I reach up with my right hand, and put it on the top of his head. I knew he wanted it, so I began a moderate pressure, pushing him down. With a bit of resistance, he gradually gets to his knees, but still just staring at me. I grab a fist full of his hair, and then commanded in a low throaty voice, “suck me punk—or loose your chance”. With that he finally opens his mouth, and takes my dick down, all the way to my pubes. My pubs were all up in his nose. I just held him there for a few seconds. Though just a Freshman, I was already pretty bushy. I measured them one day, and they were nearly 3”. The line from my balls to my asshole was also getting pretty thick, and I had a dense swirl right around my hole. I could smell my own funk, and it was making my dick swell up like a dog. As I started pumping his throat, in and out, full shaft each time, it didn't take long—feeling the tightening in my abs and thighs, and my balls rising up, I finally blasted—about 7 shots of my hot gooey junk went flying down his throat, straight down to his belly. He choked up a bit as it was a pretty big load. I yanked him by the hair again, pulling him off my dick. I stuff it back into my jeans, still wet, and half hard. As I headed for the door of the bathroom, I take a quick glance back. The dude had now turned back to the trough, and was whacking away at his dick, lol. As I exited the bathroom, I heard a low sustained groan. Guess he got what he wanted”. “Wow Matthew, that's an amazing story”. “Ya— I can just walk down the hallway's at school and point at somebody. We sneak into the b o y s bathroom, and I get my dick sucked,lol.” “Matthew—I'm just gonna go for broke here. What would it take to show me that big dick, and maybe watch you jack off”? I flash a big grin at Kirk, and respond “I tell ya what Kirk. I kinda like you n shit. I see your yard needs mowing already. You give me a contract on your yard for this summer, and I'll let you watch me pull a nut. And you will really like it cause, I blow a really big load. And I really want that jeep really bad”. Kirk, still a bit nervous, asks what I would charge him for the yard, and I tell him 20 bucks. He said that was a pretty good deal, and he even had a mower—so I wouldn't have to borrow one. We shake hands on the deal, and we decided I would get to it right away. He said I could come inside and take a shower, and he had some shorts and some old kicks I could put on to mow in. It only took about 20 minutes to mow. Corse, it was about 90 degrees now, and I had worked up a fresh coat of sweat, and my pits were already getting ripe. We walk around to the back yard to the patio. Kirk had a shadow box fence, so not likely to be seen by anyone. I drop the shorts, and kick back onto the chase lounge, hanging my legs off each side. I immediately grab my dick and start a slow stroke, while Kirk comments on my hairy legs, and ass. My leg hair went all the way down to my ankles, and was even staring to show on the tops of my feet. As I began tugging down on my balls a bit, and taking a whiff of my now ripe, moist, bushy pits, I swell up to full vein popping hardness, and my big mushroom head starts turning purple. I didn't know it yet, But I was about to make the deal of my young life. To be continued
During my visit to London for studies where we had an Old Ancestral Home, I stumbled on a family treasure. Apart from other things I also found a hump of books, dairies and notes in the treasure which contained classic, Age old, Erotic books, Novels, and Magazines probably collected by my Ancestors. They are all timeless and precious. They are a must read for all erotica lovers. I am sharing them on this site, Enjoy part 5 of Letter the First ----------------------- MEMOIRS OF A Woman of Pleasure. Letter the First - Part 5 We had certainly been but a few instants away from it, and yet on our return we saw everything in good forwardness for recommencing the tender hostilities. The young foreigner was sitting down, fronting us, on the coach, with Polly upon one knee, who had her arms round his neck, whilst the extreme whiteness of her skin was not undelightfully contrasted by the smooth glossy brown of her lover’s. But who could count the fierce, unnumbered kisses given and taken? In which I could often discover their mouths were double tongued, and seemed to favour the mutual insertion with the greatest gust and delight. In the meantime, his red-headed champion, that had so lately fled the pit, quelled and abashed, was now recovered to the top of his condition, perked and crested up between Polly’s thighs, who was not wanting, on her part, to coax and keep it in good humour, stroking it, with her head down, and receiving even its velvet tip between the lips of not its proper mouth: whether it was to render it more glib and easy of entrance, I could not tell; but it had such an effect, that the young gentleman seemed by his eyes, that sparkled with more excited lustre, and his inflamed countenance, to receive increase of pleasure. He got up, and taking Polly in his arms, embraced her, and said something too softly for me to hear, leading her withal to the foot of the couch, and taking delight to slap her thighs and posteriors with that stiff sinew of his, which hit them with a spring that he gave it with his hand, and made them resound again, but her about as much as he meant to hurt her, for she seemed to have as frolic a taste as himself. But guess my surprise, when I saw the lazy young rogue lie down on his back, and gently pull down Polly upon him, who giving way to his humour, stradled, and with her hands conducted her blind favourite to the right place; and following her impulse, ran directly upon the flaming point of this weapon of pleasure, which she staked herself upon, up pierced, and infixed to the extremest hair breadth of it: thus she sat on him a few instants, enjoying and relishing her situation, whilst he toyed with her provoking breasts. Sometimes she would stoop to meet his kiss: but presently the sting of pleasure spurred them up to fiercer action; then began the storm of heaves, which, from the undermost combatant, were thrust at the same time, he crossing his hands over her, and drawing her home to him with a sweet violence: the inverted strokes of anvil over hammer soon brought on the critical period, in which all the signs of a close conspiring extasy informed us of the point they were at. For me, I could bear to see no more; I was so overcome, so inflamed at the second part of the same play, that, mad to an intolerable degree, I hugged, I clasped Phœbe, as if she had wherewithal to relieve me. Pleased however with, and pitying the taking she could feel me in, she drew towards the door, and opening it softly as she could, we both got off undiscovered, and reconducted me to my own room, where, unable to keep my legs, in the agitation I was in, I instantly threw myself down on the bed, where I lay transported, though ashamed at what I felt. Phœbe lay down by me, and asked me archly, “if, now that I had seen the enemy, and fully considered him, I was still afraid of him? or did I think I could come to a close engagement with him?” To all which, not a word on my side; I sighed, and could scarcely breathe. She takes hold of my hand, and having rolled up her own petticoats, forced it half strivingly, towards those parts, where, now grown more knowing, I missed the main object of my wishes; and finding not even the shadow of what I wanted, where every thing was so fiat, or so hollow, in the vexation I was in at it. I should have withdrawn my hand, but for fear of disobliging her. Abandoning it then entirely to her management, she made use of it as she thought proper, to procure herself rather the shadow than the substance of any pleasure. For my part, I now pined for more solid food, and promised tacitly to myself that I would not be put off much longer with this foolery of woman to woman, of Mrs. Brown did not soon provide me with the essential specific. In short, I had all the air of not being able to wait the arrival of my lord B——, though he was now expected in a very fews days: nor did I wait for him, for love itself took charge of the disposal of me, in spite of interest, or gross lust. It was now two days after the closet scene, that I got up about six in the morning, and leaving my bedfellow fast asleep, stole down, with no other thought than of taking a little fresh air in a small garden, which our back parlour opened into, and from which my confinement debarred me, at the times company came to my house; but now sleep and silence reigned all over it. I opened the parlour door, and well surprised was I at seeing, by the side of a fire half-out, a young gentleman in the old lady’s elbow chair, with his legs laid upon another, fast asleep, and left there by his thoughtless companions, who had drank him down, and then went off with every one but his mistress, whilst he stayed behind by the courtesy of the old matron, who would not disturb or turn him out in that condition at one in the morning; and beds, it is more than probable there were none to spare. On the table still remained the punch bowl and glasses, stewed about in their usual disorder after a drunken revel. But when I drew nearer, to view the sleeping estray, heavens! what a sight! No! term of years, no turn of fortune could ever eraze the lightninglike impression his form made on me. Yes! dearest object of my earliest passion, I command for ever the remembrance of thy first appearance to my ravished eyes, it calls thee up, present; and I see thee now. Figure to yourself, Madam, fair stripling between eighteen and nineteen, with his head reclined on one of the sides of the chair, his hair disordered curls, irregularly shading a face, on which all the roseate bloom of youth and all the manly graces conspired to fix my eye sand heart; even the languour and paleness of his face, in which the momentary triumph of the lily over the rose was owing to the excesses of the night, gave an inexpressible sweetness to the finest features imaginable: his eyes, closed in sleep, displayed the meeting edges of their lids beautifully bordered with long eye-lashes; over which no pencil could have described two more regular arches than those that graced his forehead, which was high, perfectly white and smooth; then a pair of vermilion lips, pouting and swelling to the touch, as if a bee had freshly stung them, seemed to challenge me to get the gloves off this lovely sleeper, had not the modesty and respect, which in both sexes are inseparable from a true passion, checked my impulses. But on seeing his shirt collar unbottoned, and bosom whiter than a drift of snow, the pleasure of considering it could not bribe me to lengthen it, at the hazard of a health that began to be my life’s concern. Love, that made me timid, taught me to be tender too: with a trembling hand I took hold of one of his, and waking him as gently as possible, he started, and looking, at first a little wildly, said with a voice that sent its harmonious sound to my heart: “Pray, child, what-a-clock is it?” I told him, and added that he might catch cold if he slept longer with his breast open in the cool of the morning air. On this he thanked me with a sweetness perfectly agreeing with that of his features and eyes; the last now broad open, and eagerly surveying me, carried the surightly fires they sparkled with directly to my heart. It seems, that having drank too freely before he came upon the rake with some of his young companions, he had put himself out of a condition to go through all the weapons with them, and crown the night with a getting a mistress; so that seeing me in a loose undress, he did not doubt but I was one of the misses of the house, sent in to repair his loss of time; but though he seized that notion, and a very obvious one it was, without hesitation, yet, whether my figure made a more than ordinary impression on him, or whether it was his natural politeness, he addressed me in a manner far from rude, though still on the foot of one of the house pliers come to amuse him; and giving me the first kiss that I ever relished from man in my life, asked me if I could favour him with my company, assuring me that he would make it worth my while: but had not even new-born love, that true refiner of lust, opposed so sudden a surrender, the fear of being surprised by the house was a sufficient bar to my compliance. I told him then, in a tone set by love itself, that for reasons I had not time to explain to him. I could not stay with him, and might even ever see him again, with a sigh at these words, which broke from the bottom of my heart. My conqueror, who, as he afterwards told me, had been struck with my appearance, and liked me as much as he could think of liking any one in my supposed way of life, asked me briskly at once, if I would be kept by him, and that he would take a lodging for me directly, and relieve me from any engagements he presumed I might be under to the house. Rash, sudden, undigested, even dangerous as this offer might be from a perfect stranger, and that stranger a giddy boy, the prodigious love I was struck with for him, had put a charm into every objection: I not resisting, and blinded me to every objection; I could, at that instant, have died for him: think if I could resist an invitation to live with him! Thus my heart, beating strong to the proposal, dictated my answer, after scarce a minute’s pause, that I would accept of his offer, and make my escape to him in what way he pleased, and that I would be entirely at his disposal, let it be good or bad. I have often since wondered that so great an easiness did not disgust him, or make me too cheap in his eyes, but my fate had so appointed it, that in his fears of the hazzard of the town, he had been some time looking out for a girl to take into keeping, and my person happening to hit his fancy, it was by one of those miracles reserved to love, that we struck the bargain in the instant, which we sealed by an exchange of kisses, that the hopes of a more uninterrupted enjoyment engaged him to content himself with. Never, however, did dear youth carry in his head more wherewith to justify the turning of a girl’s head, and making her set all consequences at defiance, for the sake of following a gallant. For, besides all the perfections of manly beauty which were assembled in his form, he had an air of neatness and gentility, certain smartness in the carriage and port of his head, that yet more distinguished him; his eyes were sprightly and full of meaning; his looks had in them something at once sweet and commanding; his complexion out-bloomed the lovely coloured rose, whilst its inimitable tender vivid glow clearly saved it from the reproach of wanting life, of raw and dough-like, which is commonly made of those so extremely fair as he was. Our little plan was, that I should get out about seven the next morning (which I could readily promise, as I knew where to get the key of the street door) and he would wait at the end of the street with a coach to convey me safe off; after which, we would send, and clear any debt incurred by my stay at Mrs. Brown’s, who, he only judged, in gross, might not care to part with one, he thought, so fit to draw custom to the house. I then just hinted to him not to mention in the house his having seen such a person as me, for reasons I would explain to him more at leisure. And then, for fear of miscarrying, by being seen together, I tore myself from him with a bleeding heart, and stole up softly to my room, where I found Phœbe still fast asleep, and hurrying off my few clothes, lay down by her, with a mixture of joy and anxiety, that may be easier conceived than expressed. The risks of Mrs. Brown’s discovering my purpose, of disappointments, misery, ruin, all vanished before this new-kindled flame. The seeing, the touching, the being, if but for a night, with this idol of my fond virgin heart, appeared to me a happiness above the purchase of my liberty or life. He might use me ill, let him: he was the master, happy, too happy, even to receive death at so dear a hand. To this purpose were the reflections of the whole day, of which every minute seemed to me a little eternity. How often did I visit the clock! nay, was tempted to advance the tedious hand, as if that would have advanced the time with it! Had those of the house had the least observations on me, they must have remarked something extraordinary from the discomposure I could not help betraying; especially when at dinner mention was made of the charmingest youth having been there, and stayed breakfast. “Oh! he was such a beauty!... I should have died for him!... they would pull caps for him!...” and the like fooleries; which, however, was throwing oil on a fire I was sorely put to it to smother the blaze of. The fluctuations of my mind, the whole day, produced one good effect: which was, that, through mere fatigue, I slept tolerably well till five in the morning, when I got up, and having dressed myself, waited, under the double tortures of fear and impatience, for the appointed hour. It came at last, the dear, critical, dangerous hour came; and now, supported only by the courage love lent me, I ventured, a tip-toe, down stairs, leaving my box behind, for fear of being surprized with it in going out. I got to the street door, the key whereof was always laid on the chair by our bed side, in trust with Phœbe, who having not the least suspicion of my entertaining any design to go from them (nor, indeed, had I, but the day before), made no reserve or concealment of it from me. I opened the door with great ease; love, that emboldened, protected me too: and now, got safe into the street, I saw my new guardian angel waiting at a coach door, ready open. How I got to him I know not: I suppose I flew; but I was in the coach in a trice, and he by the side of me, with his arms clasped round me, and giving me the kiss of welcome. The coachman had his orders, and drove to them. Continued. to part 6 ----------------- Notes; 1. During my visit to London for studies where we had an Old Ancestral Home, I stumbled on a family treasure. Apart from other things I also found a hump of books, diaries, and notes in the treasure which contained classic, Age-old, Erotic books, Novels, and Magazines probably collected by my Ancestors. They are all timeless and precious. They are a must-read for all erotica lovers. 2. The Original Authors of most of these Stories/Letters or Articles are long dead or Anonymous. 3. Memoirs of a Woman of Pleasure—popularly known as Fanny Hill is an erotic novel by English novelist John Cleland first published in London in 1748. Written while the author was in debtors' prison in London, it is considered "the first original English prose pornography, and the first pornography to use the form of the novel". It is one of the most prosecuted and banned books in history. The book exemplifies the use of euphemism. The text has no "dirty words" or explicit scientific terms for body parts, but uses many literary devices to describe genitalia. For example, the vagina is sometimes referred to as "the nethermouth", which is also an example of psychological displacement.
So, my best friend (who's name will be withheld) has this fucking hot sister. I mean super model type, even though she's 14. And she can hold her own on the sports field. She's the perfect girl. But she's my best friends sister, so she's off limits. When I would hang out with my friend, she would be there, doing whatever we were doing. I wasn't sure, but it seemed like she liked me. She would always try to tackle me in football, and defended me in soccer. She laughed at all my jokes, and had too much fun when we played video games together. So after months of thinking about it, I decided not to ask her out. My friendship with the guy is worth more to me than a girl. Right about now, I'm sure your thinking "If he didn't ask the bitch out, why the fuck is he writing about this?!?!" Well, I'll tell you why. So, one day, me, my best friend and his sister were playing run the bases (it's like cricket; there are 2 bases, and 2 catchers. The catchers try to tag the runners with a baseball as they try to get from base to base). My best friend had to go to the bathroom, so it was just me and his hot sister. She wanted to practice tagging out sliding runners, so we practiced. After a couple attempts, she accidentally stepped in front of me as I was sliding feet-first into the base. Unable to stop or move out of the way in time, I knocked her on top of me. When the dust cleared, and we had our senses back, we both realized how we were; she was laying on top of me, with our faces an inch apart. I could smell and feel the sweet sweat coming off of her. Damn, even her sweat is sexy! Anyway, in that moment, she leaned her head in, and so did I, and we kissed. It was just for a second or 2, but it was wonderful none the less. So, just after the kiss, and as the girl is rolling off of me and getting up, her brother comes out and says "Fucking Christ! That was a dousey of a twosey". We all laugh, and while we were laughing, we looked at each other, as if to say "he can never know" So, we secretly go out for months. She, getting her friends to cover for her when she told the family she was going to the mall or whatever with them, and I by acting normal around him and my other friends. After about 5 or 6 months of us secretly going out, she invites me over one afternoon. Not her brother, but her. When I get over there, I find an empty house besides my girlfriend. She explains that no one is going to be home for another 2 hours. I get the message, and she leads me to the couch. We make out for a little while, and then she takes her shirt off, as do I. She didn't have a bra on, making it quicker to see her tits. I never saw them before, just felt them when we made out. They were wonderful B-cups; full and firm. So she opens my pants and pulls out my dick. I slide my pants a little lower as she puts in her mouth. She then starts sliding her mouth up and down on my dick. I let a moan as she slowly builds up speed. With one hand, I begin to fondle her breast, and she herself let out a moan. She kept going until I sputtered out "I'm going to cum!" So my girlfriend keeps going for a couple more seconds. I guess in that time her brother came in, but we didn't hear him. Well, just as she takes her mouth off my dick and strokes it to make me cum, he walks in. We still didn't notice him until he said "What the fuck is going on!?". Of course, that's when I came, squirting my juices on her face. Startled, I pulled my pants up, and my secret lover covered her tits. "Bu....but you weren't supposed to be home until 6!" she said "Coach called off practice, so I walked home," said my best friend, "You're lucky I'm not going to tell Mom and Dad because I respect the fact you have your own personal life" He couldn't mask the anger, no matter how hard he tried. "As for you," he pointed to me, "I'M GOING TO FUCKING KILL YOU!" With that, he ran after me, jumping the sofa. I grabbed my shirt and ran towards the door and away from my killer. He chased after me, diving to tackle me. He was successful, and knocked me to the ground. As he was getting up, I kicked my foot out, and caught his chest, which sent him back. I got up and faced my now ex-best friend. He coughed and stood up too. I ran at him, readying my fist and aiming for his head. But as I got close, he ducked, which sent me flying over his back and on to mine. I winced as I landed, but rolled away, so he couldn't get on top of me and pummel me. My now ex-girlfriend just stood and stared at the battle raging in her family room. She even let her arms fall down to their sides, exposing her chest. But I didn't have time to ogle; I had to kick someone's ass. As I stood and faced him, the guy ran towards me. I had only enough time dive out of the way, and trip him. He tumbled, hitting his head on a table and knocking off the lamp that was on it onto his head. This dazed him. I went over, grabbed him by the collar and pulled him up. I then punched twice and threw him on the couch, the place where this all began. I took a step, then another and punched the now bloody teenager, knocking him over, so he was laying down on the couch. Finally, the bitch spoke up. "Stop! You're going to kill him!" That sentence, as cliche and cheesy as it was, actually put some sense back into me. I picked her shirt up and threw it on her. She ripped it off her face and I said "I guess it's not meant to be" and left.
My Secret Life, by "Walter", is the memoir of a gentleman describing the author's sexual development and experiences in Victorian England. It was first published in a private edition of eleven volumes, at the expense of the author, including an imperfect index, which appeared over seven years beginning around 1888. The work itself is enormous, amounting to over one million words, the eleven original volumes amounting to over 4,000 pages. The text has a frank discussion of sexual matters and other hidden aspects of Victorian life make it a rare and valuable social document. According to Steven Marcus, it is virtually the only source for information on London's houses of prostitution, in which Walter spent many hours. It has been described as "one of the strangest and most obsessive books ever written". The book My Secret Life has been authored by "Walter". The identity of "Walter" is unknown. There is no scholarly consensus in favor of any of the candidates proposed. The most commonly suggested author is Henry Spencer Ashbee (1834–1900). He was a book collector, writer, and bibliographer and, from the three volumes he published under his pseudonym Pisanus Fraxi, the expert on erotic books in his day. Gershon Legman was the first to link "Walter" and Ashbee, in his introduction to the 1962 reprints of Ashbee's bibliographies, and the 1966 Grove Press edition of My Secret Life included an expanded version of that essay. Ashbee was also identified as Walter by May 2000, Channel 4 documentary on British TV, Walter: The Secret Life of a Victorian Pornographer - and in 2001 Ian Gibson's The Erotomaniac: the secret life of Henry Spencer Ashbee provided a detailed review of circumstantial evidence arguing that Ashbee wrote My Secret Life, presumably weaving fantasy and anecdotes from friends in with his own real-life experiences. If Ashbee was not the actual author, it is suggested that he may well have been the compiler of the work's lengthy, detailed, and very imperfect index, and have provided other editorial assistance and help in getting the book into print. On the other hand, Steven Marcus, in his influential The Other Victorians (1966), concluded that the balance of known facts was against Legman's "shrewd and ingenious guess." Also unconvinced were Phyllis and Eberhard Kronhausen in their detailed study of My Secret Life, Walter, the English Casanova (1967). A number of other men have been suggested as more likely to be the author, including: William Simpson Potter (1805-1879), a known associate of Ashbee, was put forward by Gordon Grimley in his introduction to the 1972 edition of My Secret Life. Grimley is skeptical of Ashbee's candidacy as the main author. According to Ashbee, Potter was involved in authoring The Romance of Lust, an erotic work centered on incest and a range of sexual encounters. Charles Stanley, a barrister, and stockbroker was put forward in 2000 by Vern Bullough and Gordon Stein as the most likely candidate, the known facts of whose life best coincide with the internal evidence of the work. "Walter" claimed to be a close friend of the barrister in a famous case of the time, which they identify as the case of R v Richard Clarke in 1854. That barrister, William Overend QC, was a childhood friend of Stanley. William Haywood (1821-1894), who was Surveyor and Engineer to the City of London Commissioners of Sewers was suggested by John Patrick Pattinson in 2002 after extensive research. ------------------------------- My Secret Life, by "Walter" INTRODUCTION In 18 my oldest friend died. We had been at school and college together; and our intimacy had never been broken. I was a trustee for his wife and executor at his death. He died of a lingering illness, during which his hopes of living were alternately raised, and depressed. Two years before he died, he gave me a huge parcel carefully tied up and sealed. ‘Take care of but don’t open this,’ he said; “if I get better, return it to me if I die, let no mortal eye but yours see it, and burn it.” His widow died a year after him. I had well nigh forgotten this packet, which I had had full three years, when, looking for some title deeds. I came across it, and opened it, as it was my duty to do. Its contents astonished me. The more I read it, the more marvelous it seemed. I pondered long on the meaning of his instructions when he gave it to me, and kept the manu******* the same years, hesitating what to do with it. At length I came to the conclusion, knowing his idiosyncrasy well, that his fear was only lest anyone should know who the writer was; and feeling that it would be sinful to destroy such a history. I copied the manu******* and destroyed the original. He died relationless. No one now can trace the author; no names are mentioned in the book, though they were given freely in the margin of his manu*********, and I alone know to whom the initials refer. If I have done harm in printing it, I have done none to him, have indeed only carried out his evident intention, and given to a few a secret history, which bears the impress of truth on every page, a contribution to psychology. CONTINUED ------------------------- Notes; 1. During my visit to London for studies where we had an Old Ancestral Home, I stumbled on a family treasure. Apart from other things I also found a hump of books, diaries, and notes in the treasure which contained classic, Age-old, Erotic books, Novels, and Magazines probably collected by my Ancestors. They are all timeless and precious. They are a must-read for all erotica lovers. 2. Out of the aforesaid collection, presenting an amazing account which was first published in 1888, My Secret Life, by "Walter", is the memoir of a gentleman. 3. The book My Secret Life has been authored by "Walter". The identity of "Walter" is unknown. The Original Authors are long dead or unknown.. 4. My Secret Life, by "Walter", is the memoir of a gentleman describing the author's sexual development and experiences in Victorian England. It was first published in a private edition of eleven volumes, at the expense of the author, including an imperfect index, which appeared over seven years beginning around 1888. 5. The work in having 11 Volumes containing a total of 184 chapters apart from the Introduction & Preface. ----------------------------
It happened at a party by chance... I didn't mean to be so out of it, but I was amongst mainly strangers and felt a little reckless, doing tequila shots with the best of them and flirting with available men, mingling with everyone. People were heading home or crashing in spare bedrooms of the large house and I was still very much feeling in a party mood. My ex was on his way out and I went and gave him a hug, continuing to chat with him outside the door, persuading him to have another drink with me before walking home. He was easily persuaded by me in my slightly revealing dress and sipped at champagne cocktails with me. We got on famously as always and I knew I would have to make my move sooner rather than later in order to go home with him... I continued to make jokes about him using any excuse to wear his kilt; even a house party and he teased me for wearing a slutty dress. I teased him about being a true Scotsman under his kilt and it was all banter and laughter, although I already had other plans... He was on his way to the front door when I grabbed his hand and gazed up at him with inquisitive eyes, imploring him to come closer. He moved towards me and I stood on my tip toes to kiss his lips, tasting the champagne on his tongue as well as my own. He pushed me up against the wall behind me, kissing me deeply. There were more people leaving and our hosts were saying goodbye at the door, so we hot footed into the small room under the stairs used as a cloakroom or large cupboard for coats and shoes. He continued to kiss me in the dark, letting his hands wander over my curves, resting on my hips and cupping my ass. I ran my hands over his chest and down towards his kilt, feeling his cock growing harder under the tartan. There wasn't much time for foreplay, as great as his cock would feel in my mouth... I slid my underwear off, turning round to reveal my bare ass. He gave it a little spank and I whispered that I wanted to have him fuck me as people walked past the door. His eyes grew wider, possibly showing signs of shock at my drunken candour. He told me we should go back to his but I was past the point of no return and knew I had to have him now... Tequila makes me nasty... I bent over, waiting for him to take me from behind but he wouldn't... He did not even move. He just smiled his smug little smile at me, eyes twinkling in the darkness. He simply sat on the floor next to shoes and golf clubs and I, less than gracefully, moved on top of him, lowering my wet pussy onto his kilt. I kissed his neck; right where I knew would make him moan. I whispered between kisses, tormenting him, asking him politely "Please let me fuck you, let me ride your cock... please... I need it" I pushed his kilt up to his waist and held his hard cock, lowering myself onto it. He gasped, moaning my name softly in my ear. I had to fuck him hard and deeply, to let him feel me shake and squirm on top of his cock. I knew people would be looking for us soon or wondering if we had gone home so I took matters into my own hands. I rocked my hips back and forth, gyrating on his cock buried deep inside me. He pulled down my dress to expose my nipples and sucked on them as I rode him. My clit was rubbing up against him hard, giving me exactly what I had needed in the first place and my orgasm began to shake through me, as his cock felt my body erupt around it. I moaned in his ear, still gyrating. My whole body seemed to release over him, leaving me breathless. I moved to get off of him, joking that I had got what I wanted and would leave him hard in the cupboard. He grabbed me and pulled me back down to him, cupping my ass hard and thrusting up to meet my hips. We could hear the footsteps walking past the door as I worked myself up and down his cock, almost letting it slip right out before slamming back down onto it, taking it deep inside my cunt. I felt my pussy massage that beautiful cock as I still felt the last remnants of my own orgasm run through me. I could feel my pussy pulse in time with his thrusts. I had been riding him, but now he was the one pounding into me, grabbing at me, spreading my ass with his palms, holding me wide open to him and forcing me down on his cock. His thrusting came shorter and faster as his orgasm approached, moaning into my mouth as I kissed him. I kept bouncing on his cock as we heard voices near the door. He was so close when we heard a voice ask another person of our whereabouts and my cunt gripped onto his cock as it spurted cum deep inside my pussy. I kept riding his cock slowly and he kissed me. Those deep gasping for breath kisses, clutching at my lips, in the absence of his usual moans as his cock released inside me. We heard someone right outside the door, so he slipped my dress back over my breasts, covering them again and I pulled my dress over my ass and thighs, just in case anyone were to intrude on our rendezvous. I held him in my pussy for a moment whilst we waited to see if the coast was clear. I lifted myself off him, feeling his softening cock slide out of my sopping wet cunt. I pulled his kilt down over him and put my underwear back on, feeling his cum deposited deep inside me. I exited from the cupboard quietly, heading back to the kitchen for some more champagne. I left him on the floor breathing quickly in the darkness, as I stumbled out of our den of drunken desire and realised that I was intoxicated by the sex as well as champagne and tequila...
I'll be seeing a lot more of you, you can count on that. That night all that went through my mind was "I'll be seeing a lot more of you, you can count on that.", I mean what does that even mean. My mind was reeling trying to decode what Sebby wanted with me, well that was pretty clear he wanted his way with me. But why me, and why with blackmail? Does he really think that he can win me over with a stupid naked picture? The more I thought about it the more my answer was yes feeling defeated I stripped my clothes and got into bed. My house was once again empty, I don't like being in an empty house, it's just depressing the way it feels, sounds, and smells. I almost wanted Sebby to be here, why would I want to see that big loser anyway after he forced his tongue down my throat. I was mad that I was craving his tongue again in my mouth and the fact that it felt so good. I lay there naked thinking of Sebby and his wild wet tongue. I slid my hand down onto my penis and began rubbing slowly to the thought of him. Before I knew it I was making high pitch moans and saying his name as my entire body quivered and shook precome was dripping from my penis as I rubbed it making it even more enjoyable. I imagined his tongue sliding along my penis I imagined his tongue down my throat and his penis inside of me. I couldn't take it any longer my penis exploded with 4 nice sized squirts of my hot liquid. I only lasted about five minutes but I felt so relieved but I wanted Sebby even more than I thought. My last thought was Sebby as I drifted to sleep. As I opened my eyes on a Saturday morning with the sun shining into my room from the window above my bed I couldn't believe how bright it was. I felt like a vampire my eyes were not used to so much stimulation I rubbed them hard with my knuckles and sat up. I looked down and noticed my penis was hard and dripping, I looked at it for a bit and wiped off my precum. I must have had a nice dream I thought to myself as I stretched my arms over my head. "Mmmm". Sebby. Once again his name stabbed my brain I closed my eyes again and almost wanted to go to bed and forget about him a little longer. Than again judging by my penis i'd say he's been in my dreams also. I got out of my warm bed anyway and slipped on a pair of sweats and went to my oversized kitchen it was far big enough for just me and my father. I found myself a nice banana and decided to go outside. As I sat on my porch I noticed something in the distance rather someone. I glared at this figure because I knew who it was, Sebby with binoculars and a Nikon Camera one of those ones where you could zoom in so close to seem like you were right infront of something. And was he looking at me I could barely make out his face but I did noticed when he put his hand on his cock and groped it at me. I rolled my eyes and bit my banana hard. I smirked at him while I chewed. "Hehe, what a weirdo." I smirked still and went back into my house to avoid further photos of me. I was hoping he'd use those pictures to blackmail me some more, I actually kind of liked the feeling. Him blackmailing me made me smile that he was that interested and desperate to be with me. As I finished my banana and threw away the peel there was a knock on my door, figuring it was the mail man I went and opened it. Of course it was Sebby I subconsciously knew it was. He had his usual sexy smirk on and his hair perfectly styled to make it look like he had just gotten out of bed. He looked mighty fine I thought to myself as I looked at his outfit. "Elijah, I saw you bite that banana what was that about." He said slyly still smirking "A warning to keep your dick away from my mouth" I smirked back and tried to close my door. Sebbys hand stopped me from closing the door on his pretty face I still have yet to shower brush my teeth and get dressed, and he wants to bother me some more. I was getting a little impatient with him. "Hey, just so you know. I'm going to make you want me. I'm going to make you beg for me." He looked completely serious and sounded just as sexy. My face instantly got hot and my penis throbbed once again. Not to mention the butterflies in my stomach were having a party. I didn't want to believe what he just said so I was playing it off as a joke. "Whatever you say Sebby." I managed to close the door and walking down the long hallway made it to my bathroom. He wants me to beg for him? I will beg for no man, if anything that boy will be begging for me. He kind of already is but I want to hear him say it. I tore off my clothes and showered quickly not being the biggest fan of water I plan to stay out of it as much as I can. Being afraid of water I never wanted to go swimming so I don't know how which makes my fear alot more realistic. I don't see any fun in swimming in water. I remembered my towel this time as I dried my dark auburn hair; I heard something in my room. Something rattling around in my room I cracked the door and looked out. Nothing was there, but something was definitely gone I wrapped the towel around my waist as fast as I could. My diary my journal the thing that keeps all my thoughts is gone! I looked under the mattress on top of the mattress everywhere but it's gone for good. I put on my pants and my shirt and marched over to Sebby's house as fast as I could. I pounded on his front door and let myself in. "SEBBY" I screamed at the top of my lungs, "Where are you!!" "In here beautiful" His response was so normal and plain that I almost forgot why I had come. "Where is it?!" He held up my journal to my face while he was sitting in a lounge chair in his room, I was so mad I could have strangled him. I watched him as he opened it and began to read outloud. "My first day of school was like a horror film i'm being blackmailed by a beautiful boy one who is way taller and more built than I. One that shoved his tongue down my throat and caressed my body as if I were a child. His tongue was the most moist hot thing I have ever felt." I glared at him with all I had and jumped on him snatching my journal and sending it souring through the air, it landed right by his door. My wet hair was dripping onto Sebby's chest and my face was beat red with anger and embarrassment. I couldn't believe what he had done, snuck into my house and stole my journal? How did he even know where it was? I looked down at his perfectly formed face I was sitting just above his hips not to mention his dick. He was smirking at me which made me even more angry. I wanted to kill him right there but his gorgeous eyes wouldn't allow me. Instead of pushing me off Sebby let me sit there for a while a good minute or two. Sebby put his hands on my hips and squeezed his thumbs into my hip joints. I moaned rather loudly and glared at him further I pinned his hands down with mine ready to yell and scream at him. "Why would you take my journal? How did you even know where it was? If you wanted me so much you could just ask me you didn't have to go steal my stuff and take pictures of me. You're the weirdest person I have ever met in my life." My voice was filled with so much hate and anger it didn't even sound like my voice. "I like to tease and torture you, it's really a passion and quite frankly you're fun to mess with. You take everything so seriously even when I barely touch you I can see the hunger for lust in your eyes as you look at me. I want everything from you I want you just for me and no one else." I had nothing left to say to Sebby and I didn't know how to reply to that but as my face grew red and my penis once again got hard Sebby could tell. Sebby rolled over laying me on the growned sitting between my legs and pinning my hands. Sebby brushed his hips up against the insides of my thighs and I moaned willingly to his touch I wanted him more than anything right then I wanted his penis. I wanted his hot wet kisses, I wanted his candy kisses that sent my body into a full quiver. My nipples were hard with excitement. Sebby pinned my hands with one of his and started unbuttoning my pants. I closed my eyes and bit my lip trying to keep silent. Sebby noticed this and shoved his hand in my jeans and cupped my penis. My mouth exploded open with a very girly moan this turned him on even more he shoved his tongue into my mouth to keep me quiet as he moved his hand along my shaft I was moaning into his mouth and squirming to no avail. Finally he stopped and let me breathe and talk. My breaths were so fast and deep that I didn't know if I could even talk. "Sebby please don't tease me anymore, just get it over with" My voice sounded as if I were about to cry and I was but it was filled with so much sadness I couldn't believe myself. "Get over with it" He quoted as he stared down at me. "This won’t be over for a long time Elijah and you should know that. Also stop fighting me just give in to what you and me both know you want." He than let go of my hands and took his hand out of my jeans I sat up slowly and looked at him he had sat on his bed watching me. I got up grabbed my journal and took the door knob in my hand.
I'm a 51 year old divorced dad. A big muscular bruiser with an old man's beer belly. 6 1 and 240 pounds of mean. My name is Jake. The wife left me a few years back, She couldn't handle my ravenous sexual appetite and frequent violent outbursts. I was on her every chance I got. On a typical day I'd cum in her 6 times or more. Like most wives she liked to withold sex. But that didn't work with me. I had to have it and it made my dick just fucking pulsate when I beat her so the more she said no the more my tool liked it . I have this foot long section of garden hose. Whenever I started bringing that fucker down on her back and ass, she came to her senses pretty quick. I'd fuck her after the beatings and every vicious thrust moved her body backward and her head would bang against the backboard of the bed. It was amusing in a way and of course it increased the pleasure of it all. So she left me. The bitch. The end came when I slammed her face into the dining room table and broke her nose. It was very arousing and very expensive. For a while after she left I spent a lot of time down at the adult bookstore. Letting the drugged up bug-eyed male trolls suck my dick. One of them I recognized as the son of a former neighbor.who had to move to a cheaper place when he got laid off by the investment bank that he worked for. The son, in his early 20's now was always a good looking guy with light blonde hair. He used to be on his high school's swim team. I had no compunctions about feeding him my big salami. He knew who I was and asked me not to tell. He didn't have to worry. I mind my own business. Besides, he gave a helluva blowjob. Why fuck that up right? His father would kill us both. Fuck him. I stopped going there though once I found a desparate old pig who sold herself cheap.. I'd slap her around manhandle her then hate fuck the bitch for an hour or so.. All for 50 bucks. Sometimes she got less. She didn't like it either. I told her that's all she's worth. Fuck her. She's only a pig. The last time I saw her she went into a wild-eyed rage over the fucking money. I punched her in the face and she spit out a tooth. Now I was the one in a rage. She had a heavy gsauge extension hooking up some contraption for hrt health. I disconnected it and doubled it up and started whipping the living shit out of her. Even her face had some nice raised red welts. I worked on her tits and belly too as she cowered on the floor in a corner. She was crying and screaming pathetically. She curled up exposng her back. I came down on it like a ton of bricks with the cord. I made some nice and disgusting bleeding welts. My dick was fucking tingling so I grab her by the hair and force her head onto my dick. I banged her hard on the back of her neck with my fist as I facefucked her and the blood poured out of her big nasty mouth. I blew my load in about 1 minute. That beating really aroused me. I choked her with the cord and warned her not to turn me in. She nodded as her face turned bright red. I spit in her face and threw 40 bucks at her and left. I went to a hardware store and picked up an extension cord just like the one she has. It sure is better than the garden hose. Saturday June 2nd 2018 I go to a bachelor party. There are 14 of us there plus the "dancer" who was actually a pig. The plan was that she would sit on the toilet seat and suck our dicks one by one. We decided that needed to change, so she got a painful and humiliating gangbang. We even fucking spit on her. We were all over her for 3 hours. A couple of really hung guys DP'ed her. It was a savage assault on her holes. They had no mercy. She was crying and squirming frantically. I jumped in and calmed her down. I cut off her air by pinching her nose and covering her mouth. After about a minute of that she was fucking tranqualized and let it happen. She was bleeding from both holes and the blood helped lubricate the bitch. Later I had already cum a couple of times when I saw her on her back on the floor during a lull in the action near the end of the savagery.. I had nothing left so I kneeled over her face and made her lick my asshole. Getting rimmed is one of life's simple pleasures. Another guy joined the fun trying his best to fist the slut. He has big hands though so he got only 3 fingers in her snatch. Judging by her reaction he did a good job of making it feel like a fisting. Her arms and legs were flailing all over the place as he dug those fingers into her pussy and moved them around up there. Sometimes giving her a rapid fire finger fucking. She couldn't get up because I was sitting on her face. As you might expect, we had to tip the cunt big to keep her quiet. Forty dollars wouldn't do the trick with that whore. Tuesday June 12th 2018 My daughter, Karen is 25. She is pretty sex-crazed herself. In addition to being irresponsible. She moved back in with me after getting her own divorce.. Her hubby just couldn't take it anymore. Her spending, her cheating, her laziness. He found out from a friend that she was doing threesomes with the couple next door. It didn't take long for her to fuck up that marriage. He was a good guy too. I liked him. So since then she's been mooching off of me. No job no school no housework. Just a fucking sponge. I'm pretty well off. That's why I'm retired already, but that doesn't mean I should carry her for the rest of my life. She is pretty good looking 5 6 very slim longish blonde hair 34C tits. You can guess how I know her bra size. So in addition to the bank of dad she has a half dozen guys on the string. They get plenty of sex and she extracts whatever she can squeeze out of them. I think they know she's a bad bitch because none of them had agrred to let her move in. She tried when I gave her the ultimatum but had zero luck. The ultimatum was spread your legs for me or move the hell out. She didn't want to do it. Can you imagine? She has fucked like a bunny for about a gazillion guys but resisted her dear old dad. She thought it was so fucking sick. The bitch was in tears which only increased my desire to bang her. It aroused me when I made her cry. I dropped my pants and underwear and waved my dick at her. Blow me I said. My cock is 7 inches long and pretty damn thick. It has a huge spongy mushroom head. She gets on her knees still crying like a fucking baby. She started lapping it up and down the ahft and circling the head with her tongue. When she took it in her mouth she had trouble with the size of it and she was doing a lousy job. I wound up face fucking her. After puking a little bit, she gets up and starts giving me shit. Screaming at me like a fucking nutcase. I slap her face so hard she almost falls over. You do that again and I'll throw you the fuck out I tell her. Now get back on my dick. I really went to town on her when she did. There was a lot of choking and puking and of course crying. I fucked her later at night. She suffered through the whole fuck. Apparently my big dick is just too much for her. I was making her cunt sore. As soon as I could get it up again I got back in the saddle and fucked her again like a goddamn pile driver. I told her you don't just have to pleasure me you have to like it too. Afterward she gets the claw - 2 fingers in the cunt and the thumb in her asshole and a whole lot of squeezing and another speech about showing some enthusiasm. She wasn't happy but I was having a grand old time. Friday June 15th 2018 Tonight I wanted anal from her for the first time, so I woke her up and told her to turn over for an ass-fuck. That's the blunt language she always gets from me now, And of course she gives me a song and a dance. She gives in after I pull her out of bed by the hair shake the shit out of her and slam her against the wall. I mount her as she lays on her belly. I have a lot of trouble getting that big head in there because I hate lube as well as condoms and I never use either. I eventually slammed it in . Then she got a hate fuck that she'll never forget. I pushed her face into the pillow as I plowed into her ass like a fucking battering ram. It was nice and tight too. I was surprised. She cried and begged the whole time. I couldn't give a shit less. In fact it only made my cock throb even more. I just kept thrusting. 45 minutes later my big cock spewed out a huge load of cum in her asshole. I leave the bedroom and come back with a wet rag. I throw it at her. You got blood on the sheet. Wipe it! I said. You may have guessed by now that I'm a fucking sadist. Tuesday June 19th 2018 She told me a while she is going to move out. She wouldn't give me any details. I said fine, do that. I figured I'd miss her cunt but I wouldn't have to put up with the rest of her either. Today I found out how she was going to do it. I get a phone call from a friend who lives about 20 miles from here. He was so embarassed and apologetic. He says he called an escort service. They send a slut to his house, except that it ain't a slut, it's Karen. She told him not to tell me but he felt he owed it to me. For one thing he paid a fortune for a pig and he had to get his money's worth so he fucked her anyway. I wasn't a bit surprised she was doing that anyway. Now it was official. As a matter of fact it aroused me. I said tell me the details of your encounter with her and we'll call it even. No hard feelings. Listen to this. He ass fucked her and she made it clear that she didn't like it and gave hin all kinds of shit. He had to listen to that for an hour as he speared her ass over and over again, like a fucking machine he said. He has a huge cock too. I saw it at the bachelor party. If she wasn't so incredibly tight he would have been really pissed. He pulled out at the last minute and came on her fucking hairdo just to get even. She wanted to kill him he said. I smiled and jerked as he told me all this. When he told me that he stiffed her at tip time I came on the fucking coffee table. Thursday June 21st 2018 So anticipating her departure I go back to the Adult Book Store and find the swimmer. It turns out that he isn't living with his parents anymore. He lives with a roommate who is going to leave him stranded and unable to pay the rent by himself. He needs another place to live. He'll get that and I'll get another sex slave. I bent him over right there in the fucking video booth and test drove his asshole. Very nice. Not as tight as Karen but he's a mighty good fuck. He bled like a fucking horror movie too. My cock was bright red when I pulled out of him. I almost slipped on a puddle of it on the way out of the booth. I'll get tired of him eventually and throw him out of the house. But for now I'm happy. He'll pay me rent and please me on demand. Saturday June 23rd 2018 It's a nice day. Karen is out whoring around. I peek out the window and I see a younger guy, early 20's is my guess. Tallish skinny fluffy light blond hair. He looks like one of those twinks you see in gay porn vids. He's a holy roller trying to convert everybody in sight. The door is slammed shut right in his face time after time but he keeps trying. I get an idea. He rings the doorbell and I let him in. His name is Jonathan. Take a seat on the couch I say and I tell him I'm going to get a soda and ask him if he wants one. He declines and I go into the kitchen I come back my cock hanging out. How do you like my big cock jonny? Why don't you kiss it for a while? He gets up, heading for the door. I go and grab him. Come on Jonny you owe me a chat about Jesus. I just want to give you a little taste first. I bet you don't see many this big eh? I don't see any he says. The bible says that is an abomination. I say that means disgusting doesn't it? I have a beautiful cock. It's not disgusting and sucking on it ain't disgusting. I start pushing down on his shoulders. He says no no and tries to get away. I thought this would be easy I say to myself, the guy looks as gay as Boy George. I act really annoyed and steamed. OK OK lay over the armrest of the couch there. You don't have to suck it. Now do it! He's nervous now thinking I may be a psychopath or something. He still has his clothes on when he nervously lays there with his ass sticking up. I start rubbing it through his clothes. His buittocks and along the crack. He's starts crying now begging me to let him go. That was my plan if he resised enough but I went too far for that to happen now. I pull him up turn him around and start undoing his belt. He tries to push me away and I double him over with a punch to the belly. Then I clasp my hands together and pound on his back and he falls to the floor. I get all of his clothes off. Other than some pubes he doesn't have a fucking hair on his whole body from the neck down. I pull him up by his hair. Now get over to the that fucking armrest. Still crying and so afraid, he does it and I start pushing my huge muchroom head into his asshole. He cries and begs and I say keep that up my dick just gets harder and redder when you do that. Now talk to me about Jesus while I spear you. Go ahead convert me. Save my soul. No no please stop he says. So pathetic. I ram it hard, and he squeals like a pig and cries his fucking eyes out. I rake his back with my fingernails as I drive my expanding red dick into his asshole. I grab a handful of that blond twinky hair and yank his head back. Squeeze it as I pull out. DO IT! He tightens his asshole and squeezes my very very excited dick as I pull it back for the next savage thrust. Then before he can loosen it up I slam it in to his tightened butthole. He screams like I was killing him. I give him a few hard slaps to the face with my left hand as my right hand keeps a tight grip on his hair. That did it for me . I let loose with a load of cum inside of his ass. Now get dressed and get out. If you keep your mouth shut your church won't find out about this abomination you just indulged in. His cock was hard through the entire fuck so I didn't give him a dime of hush mnney. Why should I? He'll come back, and when he does I have some more surprises for him. An hour later and my cock is throbbing. I started jerking. I fantasized about this woman I used to work with. Kim is her name. In her twenties thin and very cute. Nicest person you ever want to meet. I pictured going to her place and when she let me in I brutalize her rape her and fucking torture her with a hot soldering iron. One of my favorite fantasies. Good for a great orgasm. I saw a movie once where a fat pig guy uses a soldering iron on a whore's tit. My dick was twitching. After cumming I get into bed and take a nap. Hopefully, when I get up Karen will be home and I'll force feed her my cock. I'll eventually pay Kim a visit too but that's for another day.
Main naya naya job lag gaya tha.meri umar kuch 23-24 hogi,Main Bank Main Insurance Becchta tha June ka mahina tha a Marwari aunty aye unke kaam khatam hate hi main unke pass gaya aur Insurance ki bare smajhane laga.. Main hindi main baat kar rahatha karke unha bi suvidha ho raha tha as bangalore main zadatar loge englishmain baat karte hain…Baat karne pain pata chali ki woo yahan jayanagr 4 T block pr rehti hai aur unki beti Manipal Main Doctori ki padhai kar rahi hai aur unka husband ka real estate ka business hai. Phin plan samjhne ki baad woo chali gaye main unse unka Phone no le liaya.. Usraat soote waqt jab main muth marneki socha to achanak se “aunty’s” ko soch kar muth marne laga ….. maza aata tha.”aunti” k mote-mote,rasile aamon ko dekh kar mere lund ki pyass bekabu ho jaati thi.unki bhari hui “gaand” main apna lund ghusane ka bahut mann karta tha … Do din baad maine unko phone kiya to unhone kaha ki dicide nahin kiya baad main batayeegi.. 1 hapte baad main fir sa call kiya to unhone kaha thik hai 2 din baad phone kar ka aane kaliye boli..Fir main usdin unke call kiya to unhone mujhe 3 – 3:30 ke beech main aane kaliye boli.. Main use time pe unke de hue address main pahuncha .. aur unke ghar main gaya woo 2nd floor main rehte the.. main bell bajaya to woo aake dore open ki aur hall main bithaya.. phir mujhe pucha kaya loge to main bola ki pani kaafi hain.. woo kitchin main gayee or pudine ka sarwat banake leke aye.. phir hum done scheme ke bare main details main baat karne laa .. And finally unhone invest karne ki maan li form bharna chalu kiya to insurance ki form main kuch additional Q rehete hain only for women to maine unha form de diya aur bola ki padhke option select kar le.. to unhone much hi puchlene kaliya boli kyun ki unki English por hain…. Woo Q puch puch te mujhe sex ki bhook mehsuus hone lagi aur main bar bar unki body ko ghure ja rahatha.. Phir form bharne ki baad main unhe chek aur baki documents poocha to boli ki lake aati hun..Aur Bedroom main chali gayi….”mera lund buri tarah khada ho gaya tha”mujhe samaz main nahi aa raha tha k kya karu……tab maine decide kiya “aaj paunty ko chodna hain”maine thoda saa sarwat jo baki tha le kar apni pant par daal diya,or glass zor se niche gira diya.glass ki awaaz sun aunty bahar aayi,meri apnt puri geeli ho gayi thi…yeh dekh unhone mujh se kaha “ASHUj andar jaa kar pant utaar do or sukhne k liye balcony main daal do,tab tak towel lapet lo.. maine mana kiya . to unhone kaha no problem its ok I am like her son .. tooo….”main unke bedroom main gaya,apni pant utar di,jaise he pant utari……mera lund underwear ko Faad kar bahar aane ki koshish karne laga”bahar aake maine apni pant aunty ko de di,or unhone balcony main daal di maine kaha deri hoga plz washing machine main spin karle so jaldo hoo jayegi…unhone pant washing machine main dal kar towel le aa rahiti..maine kaha…yehi meri golden opportunity thi-maine apni underwear utaar di…….mera 6 inch ka lund,bhukhe sher ki tarah jungle se bahar aa gaya”mera 6 inch kaa lund puri tarah tight ho gaya tha”.tana hua lund le kar main aunty kaa wait karne laga do he minute k andar aunty ne darwaza khol diya or unhon mujhe nanga khada dekh liya….maine jhat se chadar utha kar apne lund ko dhak diya….par aunty ne bahut he sex bhari nazron se Mujhe smile di or towel de kar chali gayi…main towel lapet kar bahar aaya,or unse sorry kaha….unhone kaha “koi baat nahi beta,is umar main yeh sab normal hain” koi baat nahi”or unhone mujhe apne pass sofe par bitha liya Aur fir baki formality puri karne lage .. Mage main bar bar unke aankoho main dekh kar sarma jata tha aur woo bhii …..Maine unha phir sa sorry kaha to unhone kaha its ok .. it happns at your age.. .. fir woo maire jaang per haat rakhliya aur kaha ki daro mat fir unhone apre haat mara lund ke taraf leke haat fairne lagi aur main utaajeet hane laga unhone muskurate hue kaha “ASHU maine thik dhang se nahi dekha tha,agar tum fir se dikha ge to maine kaha ki “mera lund kele k shape ki tarah hain, to unhone kaha dekhaooge to main ba to,main bata sakti hu”bus yehi chahta tha main,main jhat se khada ho gaya,or maine towel nikal diya.towel nikalte he “mera 6 inch kasa hua,bhure rang ka,kele k shape ka lund bahar jhapat pada”or aunty ko ghurne laga”mere lund ki is haalat ko dekh kar aunty ki aankhein fati-k-fati reh gayi… Marwari aunty sach main shocked ho gayi thi,unhone mujh se kaha “Ashu,maine apni life main is tarah kaa lund nahi dekha hain……kele k shape ka kasa hua lund aaj pehli baar dekh rahi hu…… unhone mere lund ko pakad liya….unke haathon ki garmi se mera lund or kas gaya or mere muh se “aaaah” nikal gaya is se pehle k main kuch keh pata,Marwari aunty ne zor se mere “lund” ko zor se dabaya……mere muh se karhane ki awaaz badh gayi. Maine unka haath pakda or kaha,”accha lag raha hain aunty,thoda or dabao”aunty ne muskurate hue mera lund dabaya,or hilana start kar diya…”mere lund se rus tapakne laga”main bekabu ho raha tha,mere lund kaa rus unke haathon par gir raha tha,mere lund se tapakte hue rus ko dekh Marwari aunty ne “mera lund apne muh main le liya”kele k shape kaa lund unke gale tak ghus gaya Marwari aunty chuskiyaan le le kar mera lund chus rahi thi”bahut maza aa raha tha.apni “jeebh se woh mere lund ko chaat rahi thi”mera rus rukne kaa naam nahi le raha tha .aunty sofa par baith thi,or main khada tha.. Marwari aunty ne yellow color ki saari pehni thi,blouse bhi yellow color ka he tha.maine apna lund un ke muh se bahaar nikala,main pura nanga ho kar sofe par khade ho kar apna lund unke “hoth/lips par ragad ne laga” Marwari aunty sofe par mere dono pairo k bich main baithi thi……”apna lund main unke muh main daal diya,aunty ne bhi kas kar apne dono haathon se meri “gaand”daboch lee..maine apna lund unke muh se nikala or baith kar unke “chuchiyon”ko dabane laga”yellow color k blouse main unki “moti-moti ,rus bhari chuchiyaan”mere haathon main nahi sama rahi thi… Maine unke hoton ko chusna shuru kiya,or unki “chuchiyon” ko bhi zor zor se masalne laga…..aunty zor se karah uthi”aaahhhh”ohhhhhmaaaaa”. unki karhane ki awaaz sun kar main or paagal ho utha….maine unka “blouse khol diya”blouse kholte he unke mote-mote,rasile “papaya”bahar gir pade”ab aap logon ko kya bolu,kya nazara tha….”mote-mote kaale kaale nipple’s,normal size se kaafi bade the”unke nipple’s ko main dabane-masalne laga,Marwari aunty or karhane lagi…woh ek haath se mera lund hila rahi thi or dusre haath ki ungliyon se apni chut Ko ragad rahi thi…main apne ek haath se unki “chuchiyan”daba raha tha or unke “rasile mote papayya”chus raha tha…..15-20 minute tak ye chalta raha uske baad maine ghutno k bal Marwari aunty k saamne baith gaya or unki sari upar kar unki underwear utar di……panti utar te hi main shock ho gaya…….”duniya main itne ghane jungle nahi honge jitne unki chut par baal the”unki chut to mujhe dikh he nahi rahi thi dhang se”maine aunty k dono pairo ko faila diya,or apni dono haathon k angutho se unki chut ko khol diya…… Unke baalo ko dekh kar “chut chaatne” ka mann nahi ho raha tha….to maine apni ungliyon se he unke “pink-pink dikhne wale daane ko ragadna shuru kar diya’ungliyan lagte he aunty karhane lagi”ahhhhhh,ahhh maza aa raha hain,dhire se aaaahh”aunty ne apna haath mere sar par rakh diya or apni “chut”ki taraf push karne lagi…..mujhe darr tha k agar main “chut nahi chaatunga”to aunty bura maan jaygi….isliye maine aankhein band ki or apni jeebh nikal kar aunty ki chut main hilane laga Pehle to mujhe accha nahi laga,par baad main “aunty kaa rus”meri jeebh ko laga,uska taste “khatta”tha joh mujhe bahut pasand aaya…..”ek chotta baccha jaise icecreame ko chaat ta hain”waise he main aunty ki chut ko chaatne or chusne laga……..unka rus bhi paani ki tarah behne laga……..aunty karh karh kar bolne lagi”ab chod do beta,meri chut ki pyaas bujha do”bus or kya tha ”aunty sofe par pair failay baithi thi,main uth khada hua”aunty k dono pair failay or apna 7-8 inch choda lumba,kela..condom k bina he ,aunty ki jungle se ghiri “rasili chut main ghusad diya” Aunty ki chut”bahut moti thi,rus se bhari hone k kaaran maine jab lund ghusaya to ek he “shot” main meri “verginity” ya lund kaa “seal”tut gaya…….main dard se karah utha”aaaaaahhh”, zor-zor se maine 20-25 baar aunty ki chut main apna “kela”andar bahar andar bahar kiya…aunty in “shot’s” ko she nahi paayi…or woh zor zor se karhane lagi”ahhhhhh,aaahhhh,dhire-dhire,maaaaahhhh”dono haathon se unhone meri “gaand”ko daboch liya….maine apna 8 inch ka “kela”pura andar ghusad diya”shots marte waqt aunty ki “moti-moti,kaale nippleo wali Chuchiyan” football ki tarah “bounce”ho rahi thi…..maine un dono “chuchiyon” ko zor se daba or masal diya…”Marwari aunty” zor se chilla uthi…”aaaaaahhh” chodne kaa mera 1sr experience tha,20-25 shots k baad maine apna saara “lund ka rus”aunty ki chut main he daal diya……or aunty jo sofe par baithi thi,unke dono “chuchiyon”k beach main thak kar gir pada… Marwari aunty ne dono haathon se mujhe jakad liya…..or boli “wah mere Ashua….. “maza aa gaya”aaj tumhara 1st time tha,fir bhi tumne ek he baar main itne shots maar kar meri chut ko faad diya” Tumhara yeh “kela”bahut taakat wala hain”…..aaaaahhhh main pura nanga aunty ki chut main lund daale unpar leta tha…..tab aunty boli “Ashu,aaj se apni special tution ka 2 ki jagah 4 ghanta hogi”…..or hum dono ek dusre ko dekh hasne lage….main waise he unki “chut”main lund daale khada raha….thodi der baad maine apna lund bahaar nikala…….mera “kela”puri tarah pinkish-red ho gaya tha.thodi der hum dono ne rest kiya .fir aunty apni “chut” dhone k liye bathroom main chali gayi…main thak gaya tha,par achanak he mera lund fir se khada hone laga…..ab to koi tension nahi tha…main aunty k wapas aane ka wait karne laga taaki fir se unki “chut kaa maza “ le saku. 10-15 minute tak aunty bahar nahi aayi…….mera lund fir se aasman chune laga.mujh se raha nahi gaya.main bathroom k paas gaya,dekha to darwaza lock nahi tha.main bina zijak apna“8 inch lamba,khada hua kela”le kar andar ghus gaya…andar ghuste he maine dekha “aunty puri ki puri nangi khadi thi”unhone sirf blouse pehen rakha tha”jis main se unki “moti,rasili,kaale-kaale nipple wali “chuchiyan”bahar latak rahi thi” aunty ko is tarah dekh mera lund or tight ho gaya,main aunty k paas gaya or piche se unhe zor se daboch liya,”or unki chuchiyon” ko dhire- Dhire dabane or masalne laga…..aunty karhane lagi,or boli “kya hua mere Ashua”meri “chuchiyon kaa rus pina hain kya?”maine “haa” main jawaab diya,aunty muskurane lagi… Marwari aunty ko jab maine piche se dabocha to unke “badan ki garmi” se mera “kela”or bekabu ho gaya……….piche se pakde hone k kaaran mera “8 inch kaa,lumba,”kela” unki khuli hui moti gol-gol…”gaand”ko faad ne ki koshiskh main lag gaya”aunty ko mere “kele”ki chubhan mehusus hone lagi…….or woh bhi apne dono pair faila kar khadi ho gayi….”mere lund ka rus Nikalne laga”joh unki gori-gori ,gol-gol “gaand” k beach main behne laga…main niche ghutno k bal baith gaya,or unki “gaand” ko zor-zor se dabane laga…..aunty ko ye bahut pasand aaya…..or woh “ahhhhhhh,ohhhhhh maaaaaaahhhh”karne lagi…maine unki “gaand” ko muh main liya or chuskiyan le kar kaatne or chusne laga….aunty or zor se karhane lagi…..maine aunty kaa haath pakda or unhe bedroom main le gaya…….aunty ki kamar pakad kar maine unke “hooton”ko chusna shuru kiya….aunty bhi machalne lagi,or unhone bhi mujhe kas kar pakad liya Bahut der tak main unke hooth or “chuchiyan”chusta raha…..finally maine unhe bed par latene ko kaha……..aunty dono pair faila kar bed par late gayi…….thodi der tak maine unki “rasili chut”ka chaat-chaat kar maza liya….par ab mujhe “chut”nahi “gaand”maarne ki chahat thi……..maine “Marwari aunty”ko ulta letne ko kaha….”aunty thodi hairaan ho gayi”unhone bahut he “sex bhari”awaaz main pucha kya hua mere Ashua”aao na,chodo naa meri chu…kya aaj he meri “gaand”bhi faadna chahate ho” maine unke “hooton”ko kas kar “chusa” or kaha “jis tarah aap mere “gaand” par chaate mari thi Waise he mujhe bhi aaj aapki “gaand”par chaate maar kar use”faadna”hain…..aunty ki nazrein “sex se bhar gayi”or who bina kuch bole ek sexy smile de kar,ulta late gayi maine unki “gaand”par chaate maarne shuru kiye….aunty ko bahut maza aane laga.main bhi unki “gaand”ko chusta or zor se kaat ta.finally maine “aunty ki gol-gol,gori-gori,bhari hui “gaand main “apna 8 inch ka kela ghusana shuru kiya aunty ki “gaand”bahut he garam or “tight”thi…..unki “gaaand”ka hole garam-garam tha….main unki gaand k hole par he apna “kela”ragad raha tha……or us par apna “kele ka rus” laga raha tha” Mere “kele’ki garmi se aunty “machal rahi thi”unhone karhate hue kaha “ab faad do meri gaand ko mere jaanu”bahut saalo se pyassi hain……bujha do meri gaand or chut ki garmi…..”or maine zor se apna “lund” “Marwari aunty”ki “gaand”main ghusad diya”aunty karah uthi”aaaaaaaaa,ahhhh”,ohaaahhhh”karhane ki awaaz sun main or zor se “shot’s” marne laga……aunty ko bhi maza aa raha tha…jab main ruk jaata,or unke upar late kar unki “naram-naram”moti rasili “chuchiyan” dabata,masalta……to “Marwari aunty’ khud he Aagey-piche”ho kar mer “8 inch lambe “kele”ka maza leti thi…main unki “gaand”par puri tarah se late gaya or apna “8 inch ka,kele k shape ka lund”pura ka pura unki moti gaand main ghusad diya…jaise jaise main shot maar kar unki “gaand”ko or faadta…”aunty karhati””ahhhhhhhh”oaaaaaahhhh”unki “gaand”itni “moti or tight” thi k ek-ek shot maarne main “mere gote muh main aa rahe the”dhire-dhire mere”8 inch kele ka rus”unki pure “gaand k hole”par spread ho gaya….is kaaran “chiknai”/lubrication badh gaya…..or fir “gaand maarne”main taklif nahi hui. Maine kabhi dhire-dhire to kabhi zor-zor se 25-30 “desi” shot maare…..kuck aadhe-ek ghante tak main unki “gaand ko “chodne” k saath –saath “khodh ta raha”….bahut der baad maine apna “kela”Marwari aunty ki “gaand” se bahar nikala..”aunty”masti se “karah”uthi “aa,hhhaaaaahhhhh”maza aa gaya…maine “lund”bahar nikala…..or pura “rus”unki pyaari-pyaari moti “gaand” k upar daal diya….unki “gaand”ka hole mota ho chukatha”bahut der tak maine apna “lund”unke “gaand k hole” par sehalaya Fir aunty ko maine sidha kiya or unki “rasili,pinkish chut”ko chaat chaat kar unka rus bahar nikala.excitement main,maine 10-12 shot bhi unki chut main “pael”diye..aunty or mujhe is sudden excitement se maza bahut aaya par baad main 3 dino tak mere “gote”dard kar rahe the….karib 1-2 ghante k i “chudai” k baad “Marwari aunty” or main ek dusre se chipak kar so gaye…“Marwari aunty”ki ek “rasili chuchi” apane muh main he lekar thodi der so gaya….kuch der baad hum dono uth gaye….or kapde pehen liye.”mast-mast “chudai” k baad hum dono he bahut “fresh” ho gaye the…. jJaane ka mann to nahi tha par majburi thi.Marwari aunty darwaze tak chodne aayi. maine unhe kas kar gale laga liya…..or unki “moti-moti,bhari hui “gaand” dabane laga”.aunty machal kar boli….”aaram se mere Ashua.ab to main tumhari he hu”.maine aunty se kaha…..”aaj se aapki chut or gaand ko mera “kela”roz faadega…Marwari aunty” masti main boli “haa mere Ashu….zarur,tumhare “8 inch k “kele”ne meri saalo se pyassi “chut” or “gaand” ki pyass bujha di hain… ashu247@live.com
LETTER XI It may readily be supposed that I was much more inclined to sleep than to be up and active. So I rang my bell and told them to bring me a cup of coffee and a biscuit. Under the pretence of a bilious headache, I begged them also not to disturb me for breakfast, but to make my excuses and request that I might be left in quiet, as I had had a very restless night, which was true enough. So after allaying my exhaustion with a delicious cup of cafe au lait, I sank into the deepest and most refreshing sleep. I slept until ten o'clock when dear Louisa's loving kisses brought me to my waking senses. She told me the hour and said she had called me as she and Sophie were going out in the pony-carriage to make her last maiden visits. Papa, Fred, and Tom had gone off to Rouen to sign settlements, amp;c, and so I must get up to keep Mamma company. 'And both you and I know what that means, you sad fellow.' Here she insinuated her hand under the clothes, where she found but a half-stiffened piece of dough. So throwing the clothes off, she took it in her charming mouth, and with a suck or two soon stiffened it. 'Dear Harry,' she said, 'be still a moment and just let me help myself. I shall not make you spend, but shall get a delicious one myself, which will make me look all the more blooming in my visits, and set all the men I shall meet raving with envy and desire.' The dear libidinous girl stepped up on my bed and, lifting her dress well up, guided my now stiffened pego into her own ready and insatiable cunt. And sure enough, it was but a very short time before she came heavily down with her superbly large backside on my belly, impaling herself upon my prick up to the very balls, and pouring down upon it a boiling flood of delicious spendings, gripping my prick at the same time with such a terrific squeeze that I thought she would have nipped my pego right off. It was very delicious all the same, and if she had continued such ecstatic pressures but a very short time longer, I could not have refrained from spending too. But the dear girl jumped up and said that would not be fair to Mamma, especially as she had already had a most delicious treat of cocks, for this made the twenty-fifth time she had had a prick into her since dinner yesterday, and though she would have no objection to doubling the number, she must remember others as well as herself. There never was a more insatiable, lascivious, and lustful creature than this dear girl, nor one who possessed in greater perfection the art of exciting and pleasing men, and bringing them, no matter how often, to the desired result of gratifying her excessive lubricity. She left me to dress. I was soon down in the breakfast-room, where I found everything ready for me, and dear Mamma most officiously and kindly helping me to every luxury of the table. Under such kind auspices, I soon completed a delicious repast, which dear Mamma recommended me to cap. I gladly accepted this, as I could see by the peculiar sparkle of her bright eyes that mischief was in the wind, and that I should need to have all my resources at hand. As soon as breakfast was over and cleared away, I remarked that it would be a good opportunity of having a more favorable photograph of her than my last. I saw she immediately adopted the idea, knowing that once in my photographing room we should be free from interruption. Seeing how ready she was, I boldly proposed that she should favor me at the same time with the opportunity of having some freer poses so that her splendid Junoesque form would enrich my private collection. She smiled an assent, though declaring that I was importunate, and asking how she could in any way give Juno-like poses. 'By having looser robes, so as to give flowing lines of drapery and not confining the natural undulations of your beautiful form with stiff stays,' I answered. 'So, my dear madam, perhaps you will choose some flowing robes and shawls from your wardrobe while I go and prepare my plates. You can join me in the photographing room when you are ready.' I could see by her pleased expression that I had relieved her from a little embarrassment, and that it was the very thing she wished to do, but without my suggestion might have hesitated in its accomplishment. So while she went to her room to give orders not to be interrupted by anyone, and to prepare herself, I went off to arrange my plates, amp;c. I was hardly ready before she joined me, wrapped in a large, black, velvet mantle, and carrying a red shawl over her arm. I immediately complimented her on her admirable choice of colors, which could not more fully set off the beauty of her lovely skin. 'Oh, my dear Mr. Hargrave, you surely do not expect me to show my naked body?' 'And why not, my dear madam? These photographs are not for all the world, but for my own private collection, that I may retain a perfect similitude of the finest form I ever met within my life. So, my dear madam, pray to seat yourself on that couch, and let me arrange you in such a pose as will best convey an idea of your splendid and beautiful bust.' My flattery told; she was all smiles and lent herself to all my hints. 'Put down that shawl for the moment and throw the mantle on one side so as to show one bosom slightly exposed.' On moving the mantle I found there was but a fine chemise below bordered with beautiful lace and fresh from the wardrobe. In fact, the dear creature was bent on business, and I saw that the best way was to commence at once. As I dropped the cloak from one shoulder, her lovely, naked arm fell to her side, and her open chemise slipped aside and fully displayed one of her largely developed but beautifully formed breasts. I started back as if the exquisite sight that met my eyes was too much for my weak senses. 'God of Heaven, madam,' I cried. 'What superhuman loveliness!' And really the magnificence of form, the exquisite creamy whiteness of her flesh, set off in the highest degree by the black velvet, again relieved by a small portion of snowy-white chemise fringed with the yellowish-white of the rich lace, was a picture worthy of Titian's brush, and enough to drive any hermit raving mad. I rushed forward, threw myself on my knees, glued my lips to the nipple of that lovely breast, and clasped her in my arms. 'Mr. Hargrave! What are you about?' she cried, but yielding to my pressure, she fell back on the couch. I tore the mantle open and I raised her slight and almost transparent chemise. What a lovely sight met my eyes! She was indeed a Juno in form, glorious beyond imagining, and her magnificently developed mons was even more richly adorned with the greatest profusion of curly, silky ringlets than that of her lovely daughter Louisa, who was so well provided in that respect. I threw open her legs, with very little resistance I must own, and gluing my lips to her largely developed clitoris, which was standing stiffly out in full excitement, I gamahuched her deliciously. She was already so lasciviously hot that she was scarcely a moment before seizing my head with her two hands. She pressed it down against her splendid, large, fat cunt as if she wished to drive it in altogether, giving a cry of satisfied lust as she poured down on my mouth and chin a perfect torrent. I never knew a woman spend more profusely than her. It was, doubtless, a pent-up stream suddenly let loose. I slipped my hand under my chin, but could only get my thumb in, which served her as something on which to expend the exquisite pressure her lubricity was occasioning. I continued sucking her large clitoris, which quickly resumed the stiffness it had partially lost in spending. 'Oh, my dear fellow, come to my arms,' she cried. I rose, tore off my coat, waistcoat, and trousers, threw myself on her superb and glorious body, and was engulfed in her exquisite cunt immediately. Her arms and legs instantly embraced me; with her hands, she pressed my buttocks as she raised her own by the leverage of her legs on my back as if she wished to get me in altogether. We thus lay for some minutes in an exquisite trance of delight. Her throbbing and internal peristaltic pressures, in which particular she even surpassed the extraordinary excellence of Louisa, though with less power of actual pressure at the entrance, were most delicious. Louisa could almost nip one's cock off. Without going so far, Mamma was perfect and most exciting, so that we did not long remain enjoying these delicious preliminaries but soon began more active operations. Fast and furious grew our movements. Dear Mamma seconded me with skill, vigor, and rapidity quite astonishing in one as generously proportioned as she. But she was in the prime of her life for a healthy woman, thirty-six, an age when the passions more fully understand their objectives and lend themselves with the utmost ardor to their accomplishment. Nothing could exceed the delight this exquisite woman afforded me. With lust so rampant we ran our first course and spent in an agony of rapture that seemed to exhale our souls away in deep expiring sighs. We lay for some minutes lost to all around us, and then she kissed me most lovingly and murmured soft mutterings of the heavenly joys she had experienced in my arms. Our billing and cooing, and her rapturous interior action on my prick hardly allowed it to decrease in volume or stiffness. Our loving embraces soon drove us on to another passionate course of love, again to die in the death-like agony of passion's final crisis. Thrice did I pour down libations in love's sweet recess before I withdrew from the exquisite sheath in which I had made my sacrifice to Priapus. I threw myself back so as to bring my head down to that most glorious temple of Venus, and pushing aside with my fingers the profuse bush of curls which so adorned and graced love's grotto, I laid bare and opened the large, pouting lips, and exhibited to my charmed sight one of the finest and largest cunts I ever beheld. Large, indeed, it was, but with a small hole in it, and that, I think, is the finest cunt a man can meet with. This one was truly glorious to see. Of a beautiful salmony pink, fringed with thick, black-brown curls, topped with a remarkably fine clitoris hardly dropping its head after its seven or eight discharges, for after our first encounter the dear creature, in the excess of her lust, was repeatedly dying away and sending down floods of boiling spunk on my delighted prick and adding immensely to the rapture she was giving it. Indeed, as I gazed in admiration at the glorious beauties of the cunt I had laid bare, the rich, creamy, mixed oil with which we had so amply besmeared the interior recess was oozing out of the really small orifice of her vagina. It was far too tempting to allow its rich stream to be wasted, so I sealed the exquisite aperture with my lips, licking up and sucking out all I could get. The dear clitoris got excited and nearly pushed out my eye. So, changing the venue, I took it in my mouth, and with my thumb frigging her cunt, soon made her again give down nature's sweet tribute. I then rose, and opening my arms, she threw herself into them, and we stood some moments in the most rapturous enjoyment of a long and loving embrace, her head supported on my breast. At last, she raised her beautiful face, with eyes sparkling and mouth beaming with lust. She gazed upon me most lovingly and thanked me for having given her the most exquisite sensations of rapturous delight. Our lips met, our hands wandered. The glorious form of her immense backside, its color, its firmness, and its beauty, set me wild with desire. 'Ah, dear madam,' I cried, 'you are indeed a Juno, and I must, like Jupiter, enjoy this glorious altar of love.' Here I stooped and kissed the magnificent buttocks I had been handling. 'Let us, dear madam, be both in all the glory of nakedness.' Her black mantle had already fallen off. I lifted her chemise, she herself aiding me, and took it off altogether. I threw off my shirt. We rushed into each other's arms for a loving embrace, in which our naked bodies met in full and delicious contact. We then stood a little apart, that I might admire all the glories of her magnificent form. Of course, the noble bottom came in for my greatest admiration for I never saw a finer. I begged her to kneel on the couch and let me pay homage to that noble and magnificent part. She instantly complied. I guessed that her penchant for operations in that quarter was as great as for those in the front, provided only that she had been well fucked in the latter. Fully understanding, therefore, the part she had to play, she kept her knees well apart, and thrust her weighty buttocks well out, displaying the open valley between the immense globes, and showing a fine, brown, corrugated aperture, surrounded with small, very fine, silky curls. Her outstretched position slightly opened the orifice, showing that I should have no difficulty in making my way within, but it was so enticing that I stooped and, passionately kissing it, thrust my tongue within as far as it would go. Instantly I found that, though comparatively large and open, it had plenty of power of compression, for the sphincter closed tight on so small and slippery an object as my tongue. I continued thus until the dear creature begged me to begin operations of a more serious nature. Kneeling behind her, I plunged into her exquisite cunt, which I found hot and wet, for the salacious creature had again spent. She now gave me such internal suctions and delicious pressures that I could not withdraw, but fucked on in this most exquisite posture, and was so ecstatically delighted with her action and the sight of her most glorious backside in the full activity below me, that I ran my course where I was. She frigged her clitoris, while with one hand I felt all over her splendid buttocks, and frigged her exquisite bottom-hole with two of the fingers of my other hand. Dear Mamma again spent twice before I died away in all the raptures of the most exquisite and satisfying fuck. We kept our position until the delicious squeezings and my exciting handling of her magnificent bottom once more brought me up to my normal vigor. Then, changing from the lower to the upper opening, and being well-greased with both her spendings and my own, I plunged with one vigorous bound up to the hilt in her bumhole. The suddenness of the charge, and the powerful rush that carried my prick at once up to its utmost length, made her scream with delight, for there was no pain in her case, and set the fierce passions of her lust in full activity. Never did I see so active a backside: its movements were in every direction, and were conducted with a savoir-faire that added to the exquisite pleasure her delicious bumhole was giving. I became as wild as herself, and we ran a rapid course, and both spent with the wildest cries of delight. I could see that in her erotic rage she had bitten a hole in the pillow on which her head rested. We lay soaking in ecstasy for many minutes. She, at last, turned her lovely face towards me, and with humid eyes swimming with lust told me that never had she had the more exquisite pleasure and begged me to remain where I was. I pressed her in my arms and assured her that I was far too rapturously happy to think of withdrawing. Indeed, if I had wished to do so, I don't think I could, for her sphincter muscle held me with so powerful a grip as I have seldom experienced. With such excited and voluptuous feelings, it was but a very short time before my prick again stiffened sufficiently to begin slow movements. This I did, and bending forward, frigged her with one hand while I titillated the nipples of her bosom with the other. I found this had the same exciting effect upon her as upon her daughter. She afterward told me that sucking or nibbling at her nipples was quite as exciting to her as doing the same to her clitoris, but when both actions were simultaneous, it maddened her for pleasure. She soon spent, and the exquisite pressure of her bottom-hole, caused by the action of spending, brought my delighted cock into full vigor, and again we pursued our delicious course until as usual the death-like agony of joy overtook us both. When I withdrew, before rising, I stooped and again kissed and thrust my tongue into that joy-giving aperture. When I rose, almost before I could turn round, my charming companion had raised herself, or rather turned on her bottom, and seized my prick, putting it into her mouth and sucking the remaining drops out of it, and licking it clean, declaring it was the sweetest prick she had ever felt or seen. When she had done, I pushed her gently down, and opening her splendid thighs, did as much for her, thrust inside her, and continued until I again made her spend, as I wished to satisfy her passions sufficiently to get time to photograph her splendid charms in every position. She had now spent so often that she herself declared she must pause for a while so that she readily lent herself to my views, and I got some beautiful poses of her both front and back, full views, standing, sitting, lying down, enlarged views of her beautiful bosom, splendid ones of her glorious and truly magnificent backside, with cunt and bottom-hole both insight, and again of her glorious cunt with her legs wide outstretched. Nothing could be finer, and she herself was delighted to see such charms reproduced. I flattered her the while, and told her very truly that I had never had so fine a woman before in any way; the only one that ever approached her, and she drew her excellence in every way from herself, was her dear and lovely daughter Louisa. She opened her eyes at my extraordinary confession, but I thought it good policy to be frank. My knowledge of the secrets of the family assured me I was quite safe with Mamma. But, oddly enough, she had had no suspicion of my intercourse with Louisa. I continued my flattery of her by praising the lasciviousness of Louisa, of which I had now become acquainted with the more charming and superior source, and I did not wonder she was so perfect in every way. I had thought her perfect in all the exquisite pleasures of love, but now I knew how far superior her lovely and charming Mamma had proved herself to be. 'You are a dear fellow, my darling Mr. Hargrave, and I do not wonder that Louisa should have fancied you. I am delighted she has fallen into such good hands, and I hope you will not cease your attention to her when she is married.' 'There is no fear of that, my dear madam, but that must not hinder my paying my devoirs to you, now that I know how superior you are to any woman in the world.' 'But am I so very superior?' 'Yes, my dear Mamma-for you must allow me to call you by that endearing name-yes, indeed, you are the most delicious woman I ever knew, and knowing your lovely daughter, that is saying a good deal. Look here, see how this poor fellow, too, shows how he loves you.' She took hold of my prick, her eyes swimming with lust. She rushed into a closer embrace; our tongues met. My prick found its way into her gaping cunt, standing as we were; a few pushes, and she, screaming, died away and would have fallen backward if I had not held her up. I sidled up to the couch, and withdrawing, turned her around, begged her to kneel, and first giving her delicious cunt a good suck, I thrust my prick into it, and with a finger in her bottom, finished my day's work with another glorious fuck. We then separated with promises of a speedy renewal. Harry ------- Notes; 1. During my visit to London for studies where we had an Old Ancestral Home, I stumbled on a family treasure. Apart from other things I also found a hump of books, diaries, and notes in the treasure which contained classic, Age-old, Erotic books, Novels, and Magazines probably collected by my Ancestors. They are all timeless and precious. They are a must-read for all erotica lovers. 2. The Original Authors of these Stories/Letters or Articles are long dead or Anonymous. 3. Out of the aforesaid collection, presenting an amazing account which was first published 1874, of a sexually omnivorous photographer on the prowl in Paris (probably the first such book). 4. The letters were written by a friend, Mr. Harry from Paris. Harry Hargrove, photographer. Young, beautiful women come to Harry's studio to have their portrait taken, but while there, one thing leads to another, and randy Harry's life becomes one big Parisian orgy. Before internet porn, before porn videos, before porn movies, people lusting for raunchy, X-rated entertainment read pornographic books and magazines. Victorian and Edwardian England had its own adult entertainment industry - countless erotic novels were put out by shady publishers, some books were printed by the authors themselves, and most of the writers were anonymous. Many of these 19th-century books are surprisingly kinky, and some of them may be quite offensive to modern-day readers - in more ways than one. The anonymously written "Letters from a Friend in Paris" was first published in 1874. This novel in the form of letters is a great example of classic Victorian erotica.
MY SECRET LIFE BY WALTER VOLUME-1 Chapter VII One aunt as said lived in H*shire, a widow; her son, my cousin Fred, was preparing for the Army. I wanted a change and went by advice to stay there. Fred was a year eider than me, wild and baudy to the day of his death, he talked from boyhood incessantly about women. I had not seen him for some time, and he told me of his amours, asking me about mine. I let him know all, without disclosing names; he told me in nearly the words that it was “a lie,” for he had heard my mother say that I was the steadiest young fellow possible, and she could trust me anywhere. This, coupled with my quiet look and the care I took not to divulge names, made him disbelieve me; but I disclosed so many facts about women’s nature that he was somewhat astonished. He told me what he had done, about having had the clap, and what to do if I got it; then he had seduced a cottagers daughter on the estate; but his de*********ion of the taking did not accord with my limited experience. One day he pointed the girl out to me at the cottage door, and said he now had her whenever he wanted. She was a great coarse wench, whom he had seen in my aunt’s fields. He had caught her piddling on one side of a hedge; she saw him looking at the operation from a ditch, and abused him roundly for it; it ended in an acquaintance, and his taking her virginity one evening on a hay-cock, that was his account of it. Her father was a labourer on my aunt’s estate, the girl lived with him and a younger sister, her name was Sarah; he expatiated on her charms from backside to bubbies, but it was soon evident to me that with this woman it was no money, no cunt; for he borrowed money off me to give her. I had squeezed money out of my aunt, my guardian, and mother, and had about ten pounds, a very large sum for me then, so I lent him a few shillings. He had his shove, as he called it, and triumphantly gave me again such account of his operations and the charms of the lady that I, who, had been some time without poking, wondered if the girl would let me; arguing to myself, he gives her money — my girl never wanted money, — why should his? He had been dinning into my ears that all women would let men for money, or presents, or else from lust. “Kiss and grope, and if they don’t cry out, show them your prick and go at them.” These maxims much impressed me. “Fred,” said my aunt at breakfast, “ride over to Brown about his rent, you will be sure to find him at the corn market,” and she gave him other commissions at the market town. I promised to ride with him, but had been tortured with randiness about this great wench of his; so made some excuse and, as soon as he was well off, sauntered towards the cottage, which was about half a mile from the Hall. It was one of a pair in a lane. Scarcely anyone passed them, excepting people on my aunt’s lands. One was empty. The girl was sweeping in front of the cottage, the door was wide open. I gave her a nod, she dropped a respectful curtsey. Looking round and seeing no one, I said, “May I come in and rest, for it is hot and I am tired?” “Yes, sir,” said she, and in I went, she giving me a chair; then she finished her sweeping. Meanwhile I had determined to try it on. “Father at home?” “No, sir, he be working in the seven acre field.” “Where is your sister?” “At mill, sir,” meaning a paper mill. I thought of Fred. It was my first offer, and I scarcely knew how to make it, but, chucking her under the chin, said, “I wish you would let me.” “What, sir?” “Do it to you,” said I boldly, “and I will give you five shillings,” producing the money; I knew it was what Fred gave her usually. She looked at me and the five shillings, which was then more than her wages for a week’s work in the fields, burst into laughter and said, ‘Why, who would ha’ thought a gentleman from the Hall would say that to a poor girl like me.” “Let me do it,” said I hurried, “if you won’t I must go. I will give you seven and six pence.’ “You wont tell the young squire?” said she, meaning Fred. “Of course not.” She went to the door, looked both ways, then at the clock, shut the door, and bolted it without another word. The house consisted of a kitchen, a bedroom leading out of it, and a wash-house. She opened the bedroom door, there were two beds which almost filled the room; at the foot of one was a window, by its side a wash-stand. She got on to the largest bed saying, “Make haste.” I pulled up her clothes to her navel and looked. “Oh! make haste,” said she. But I could not, it was the third cunt I had seen, and I paused to contemplate her. Before me lay a pair of thick, round thighs, a large belly, and a cunt covered with thick brown hair, a dirty chemise round her waist, coarse woollen blue stockings darned with black, and, tied below the knees with thick hob-nailed boots. The bed beneath was white and clean, which made her things look dirtier; it was different to what I had been accustomed to. I looked too long, “Better make haste, for father will be home to dinner,” said she. I put my hand to her cunt, she opened her highs, and I saw the cleft, with a pair of lips on each side like sausages, a dark vermillion strong clitoris sloped down and hid itself between the lips, in the recesses of the cock-trap; the strong light from the window enabled me to see it as plainly as if under a microscope. I pushed my finger up, then my cock knocked against my belly, asking to take the place of my finger, and so up I let it go. No sooner was I lodged in her, than arse, cunt, thighs and belly, all worked energetically, and in a minute I spent, just as I pulled out, her cunt closed round my prick with a strong muscular action, as if it did not wish the warm pipe withdrawn, a movement of the muscles of the cunt alone, and it drew the last drop of lingering sperm out of me. I got on my knees, contemplating the sausage lips half open, from which my sperm was oozing, and then got off sorry it had been so quick a business. She laid without moving and looking kindly at me said, ‘Ye may ha me agin an yer loike.’ “But your father will be home?” “In half an hour,” said she. “I don’t think I can, said I. Such coolness in a woman was new to me, I scarcely knew what to make off it. She got hold of my tool, I had not had a woman for some time, soon felt lust entering my rod again, and sought her cunt with my hands. She opened her legs wider in a most condescending manner, and I began feeling it. I was soon fit, which she very well knew, for immediately with a broad grin on her face she pulled me on to her and put my prick in her cunt herself, lodging it with a clever jerk of her bum, a squeeze, and a wriggle. I fucked quietly, but it was now her turn; she heaved and wriggled so that once she threw my prick out of her, but soon had it in again. “Shove, shove,” said she suddenly, and I shoved with all my might, she gripped my arse so tightly that she must have left the marks of her fingers on it, then, with a close wriggle and a deep sigh, she lay still, her face as red as fire, and left me to finish by my own exertions. I felt the same squeeze of the cunt as I withdrew, one of those delicious contractions which women of strong muscular power in their privates can give; not all can do it. Those who cannot never can understand it. Those who can will make a finger sensible of its clip, if put up their cunts. She got up and tucked her chemise between her legs to dry her split, she did not wash it. “I am always alone,” said she, “between eight and twelve just now,” and as any woman just then answered my wants, I made opportunities, and I had her again two or three times, till a rare bit of luck occurred to me. We were in the bedroom one hot day; to make it cooler I took off trowsers and drawers, laid them on a chair, carefully rolled my shirt up round my waist, so as to prevent spunk falling upon it, and thus naked from my boots to waist, laid myself on the top of my rollicking, belly-heaving, rump-wriggling country lass. I always gave her five shillings before I began; she had taken a letch for me, or else, being hot cunted and not getting it done to her often, dearly liked my poking her; and, seeming to want it that day unusually, began her heaving and wriggling energetically. We were well on towards our spend, when with a loud cry of “Oh! my God!” she pushed me off and wriggled to the bedside. I got off and saw a sturdy country girl of about fifteen or sixteen years standing in the bedroom door, looking at us with a broad grin, mixed with astonishment, upon her face. For an instant nobody spoke. Then the girl said with a malicious grin, “Pretty goings on Sarah, if fearther knowed un—” “How dare you stand looking at me?” said Sarah. “It’s my room as well as yourn,” said Martha, for that was her name; and nothing further was said then. But Martha’s eyes fixed on me as I sat naked up to my waist with my prick wet, rigid, red, throbbing, and all but involuntarily jerking out its sperm. I was in that state of lust, that I could have hacked anything in the shape of a cunt, and scarcely knew, in the confusion of the moment, where I was, and what it was all about. Sarah saw my state, and began pulling down my shirt. “Go out of the room,” said she to her sister. “Damn it I will finish, I will fuck you,” said I making a snatch at her cunt again. “Oh! for God’s sake, don’t, sir,” said she. With a grin out went young sister Martha into the kitchen, and then Sarah began to blubber, “If she tells fearther, he will turn me out into the streets.” “Don’t be a fool,” said I, “why should she tell?” “Because we are bad friends.” “Has she not done it?” “No, she is not sixteen.” “How do you know she has not?” “Why we sleep together, and I know.” “Who sleeps in the other bed?” “Fearther.” “In the same room?” “Yes.” “Don’t you know anything against her?’” “No, last haymaking I seed a young man trying to put his hands up her clothes, that’s all; she has only been a woman a few months.” If she tells of her, she will tell of me, I thought. It might come to my aunt’s ears, Fred would know, and I should get into a scrape. “It is a pity she has not done it,” said I, “for then she would not tell.” “I wish she had,” she replied. One thing suggested another. “She knows all about what we were doing?” Sarah nodded. “Get her to promise not to tell, and get her to let me do it to her, and I will give you two pounds,” said I, taking the money out of my purse. It was more money than she had ever had in her life at one time, her eyes glistened; she was silent a minute as if reflecting, then said, “She has always been unkind to me; and she shan’t get me turned out if I can help it.” Then, after further talk, some hesitation, and asking me if I was sure I would give her the money, she said, “I’ll try, let’s have a jolly good drink, then Ill leave you together,” and we went into the kitchen. I saw her dodge. Martha was leaning, looking out of the window, her bum sticking out, her short petticoats showing a sturdy pair of legs; she turned round to us, it was about eleven o’clock in the day, the old man was at work far off and had taken his dinner with him that day, Sarah had told me. “You won’t tell fearther,’ said Sarah in a smooth tone. No reply but a grin. “If you do, I will tell him I saw young Smith’s hand up your clothes.” “It’s a lie.” “Yes, he did, and you know you have seen all he has got to show.” “You are a liar,” said Martha. Sarah turned to me and said, “Yes, she did, we both saw him leaking, and a dozen more chaps.” “She saw their cocks?” said I. “Yes.” “You took me to see them, you bitch,” said Martha, bursting out in a rage. “You did not want much taking; what did you say, and what did you do in bed that night, when we talked about it?” “You are a wicked wretch, to talk like that before a strange young man,” said Martha and bounced out of the cottage. In a short time she came in again; the eldest told me scandals she knew about her sister and made her so wild that they nearly fought. I stopped them, they made it up, and I sent off the eldest to fetch shrub, gin and peppermint; it was a good mile to the tavern in the village. When she had gone, I told Martha I hoped she would do no mischief. She was nothing loath to let me kiss her, so there was soon acquaintance between us. She had seen me half naked, how long she had been watching I knew not, but it was certain she had seen me shoving as hard as I could between the naked thighs of her sister, and that was well calculated to make her randy and ready for the advances of a man. “Here is five shillings, don’t, say anything, my dear.” “I won’t say nothing,” said she, taking the money. Then I kissed her again, and we talked on. “How did you like him feeling you?” I asked, “was he stiff?” No reply. “Was it not nice when he got his hand on your thigh?” Still no reply. “You thought it nice when in bed, Sarah says.” “Sarah tells a wicked story,” she burst out. “What does she tell?” “I don’t know.” “I will tell you my dear; you talked about Smith’s doodle and the other men’s you saw pissing.” “You are the gentleman from London stopping at the Hall,” she replied, “so you had better go back and leave us poor girls alone,” and she looked out of the window again. “I am at the Hall,” said I, putting my hand round her waist, “and like pretty girls,” and I kissed her until she seemed mollified and said, “What can you want in troubling poor girls like us?” “You are as handsome as a duchess, and I want you to do the same as they do.” “What is that?” said she innocently. “Fuck,” said I boldly. She turned away looking very confused. “You saw me on your sister, between her thighs, that was fucking; and you saw this” at the same time pulling out my prick, “and now I am going to feel your cunt” I put my hand up her clothes and tried to feel, but she turned round, and after a struggle half squatted on the floor to prevent me. The position was favorable, I pushed her sharply half on to her back on the floor, got my fingers on to her slit, and in a moment we were struggling on the floor, she screaming loudly as we rolled about. She was nimble, got up, and escaped me, but by the time her sister came back I had felt her bum, pulled her clothes up, and talked enough baudiness; she had hollowed, cried, laughed, abused, and forgiven me, for I had promised her a new bonnet, and had given her more silver. Sarah brought back the liquors; there was but one tumbler and a mug, we did with those; the weather was hot, the liquor nice, the girls drank freely. In a short time they were both frisky. It got slightly into my head; then the girls began quarrelling again and let out all about each other, the elder’s object being to upset the younger one’s virtue and make her hewed I began to get awfully randy, and told Sarah I had felt her sister’s cunt whilst she had been out. She laughed and said, “All right, she will have it well felt some day, she’s a fool if she don’t” We joked about my disappointment in the morning, I asked Sarah to give me my pleasure then. “Aye,” said she, “and it is pleasure; when Martha has once tasted it, she will like it again.” Martha, very much fuddled, laughed aloud, saying, “How you two do go on.” Then I put my hands up Sarah’s clothes. “Lord how stiff my prick is, look,” and I pulled it out, Martha saying “I won’t stand this,” rushed from the room. I thought she had gone, and wanted to have Sarah; but she thought of the two pounds, and, shutting Martha’s mouth, “Try her,” said she, “she must have it some day, she’ll come in soon.” When the girl did, we went on drinking. What with mixing gin, peppermint, and rum shrub, both got groggy, and Martha the worst. Then out went Sarah saying she must go to the village to buy something, and she winked at me. She had whilst the girl was outside told me to bolt the front door, and if by any chance her father came home, which was not likely, to get out of the bedroom window, and through a hedge, which would put me out of sight in a minute. Directly she was gone l bolted the door and commenced the assault. Martha was so fuddled, that she could not much resist my feeling her bum and thighs, yet I could not get her to go and lie down; she finished the liquor, staggered, and then I felt her clitoris. I was not too steady, but sober enough to try craft where force failed. I wanted to piss, and did; holding the pot so that she could see my cock at the door, but she would not come into the bedroom. Then I dropped a sovereign, and pretending I could not find it, asked her to help me; she staggered into the bedroom laughing a drunken laugh. The bed was near, I embraced her, said I would give her two sovereigns if she would get on the bed with me. “Two shiners?” said she. “There they are,” said I laying them down. “No-no,” but she kept looking at them. I put them into her hand, she clutched them saying, “No-no,” and biting one of her fingers, whilst I began again titillating her clitoris, she letting me. From that moment I knew what money would do with a woman. Then I lifted her up on to the bed and lay down besides her. All her resistance was over, she was drunk. I pulled up her clothes; she lay with eyes shut, breathing heavily, holding the gold in her hand. I pulled open her legs, with scarcely resistance, and saw a mere trifle of a hair on the cunt; the novelty so pleased me that I kissed it; then for the first time in my life I licked a cunt, the spittle from my mouth ran on to it, I pulled open the lips, it looked different from the cunts I had seen, the hole was smaller. “Surely,” thought I, “she is a virgin.” She seemed fast asleep, and let me do all I wanted. In after life, I should have revelled in the enjoyment of anticipation before I had destroyed the hymen; but youth, want. Liquor, drove me on, and I don’t remember thinking much about the virginity, only that the cunt looked different from the others I had known. The next instant I laid my belly on hers. “Oh! you are heavy, you smother me,” said she rousing herself, “you’re going to hart me, — don’t, sir, it hurts,” all in a groggy tone and in one breath. I inserted a finger between the lips of her quim and tried gently to put it up, but felt an impediment. She had never been opened by man. I then put my prick carefully in the nick, and gave the gentlest possible movement (as far as I can recollect) to it. Her cunt was wet with spittle, I well wetted my prick, grasped her round her bum, whilst I finally settled the knob of my tool against it, then, putting my other hand round her bum, grasped her as if in a vise, nestled my belly to hers, and trembling with lust, gave a lunge, — another, — and another. I was entering. In another minute it would be all over with me, my sperm was moving. She gave a sharp “Oh!” A few more merciless shoves, a loud cry from her, my prick was up her, and her cunt was for the first time wetted with a man’s sperm; with short, quiet thrusts I fell into the dreamy pleasure, laying on the top of her. Soon I rolled over to her side; to my astonishment she lay quite still with mouth open, snoring and holding the two sovereigns in her hand. I gently moved to look at her; her legs were wide open, her gown and chemise (all the clothing she had on) up to her navel, her cunt showed a red streak, my spunk was slowly oozing out, streaked with blood, a little was on her chemise; but I looked in vain for that sanguinary effusion which I saw on Charlotte’s chemise and on my shirt when I last had her; and, from later experience, think that young girls do not bleed as much as full grown women, when they lose their virginity. Her cunt, as I found from ample inspection afterwards, was lipped like her sister’s; the hair, about half an inch long, scarcely covered the mons, and only slightly came down the outer lips, her thighs were plump and round, her calves big for her age; she was clean in her flesh, but alas thick blue stockings with holes and darns, bit boots with holes at the sides, a dirty ragged chemise, dark garters below the knees, made an ugly spectacle compared with the clean whiteness of Charlotte’s linen. But the sight took effect, my prick had her blood on it, quietly I slid my finger up her cunt, it made her restless, she moved her legs together, shutting my hand in them; she turned on her side, and showed a plump white bum, over one side of which a long streak of bloody sperm had run. I pulled her on to her back and got on to her, then she awakened struggling and called out loudly, but I was heavy on her, my prick at her cum’s mouth, and I pushed it up until it could no further, whilst she kept calling out, I was hurting her. ‘Be quiet, I can’t hurt you, my prick is right up you,’ said I, beginning the exercise. She made no reply, her cunt seemed deliciously small, whenever I pushed deep, she winced as if in pain, I tried to thrust my tongue into her mouth, but she resisted it. Suddenly she said, “Oh! go away, Sarah will be home and find us.” I had my second emission, and went to sleep with my prick up he. I was groggy. She slept also. I awakened, got up tired with heat, excitement, drink and fucking. She got up, and sat on the side of the bed, half sobered but stupid, dropped a sovereign, and did not attempt to pick it up. I did, and put it back into her hands; she took it without saying a word. When buttoned up, I asked her what she was going to do, but all the reply I could get was, “You go now.” I went into the kitchen, banged the door, but held the latch, the door remained ajar, and I peeped through. She sat perfectly still so long, that I thought she was never going to move; then sat down on the chair and laid her head against the bed, looking at the sovereigns at intervals; then put them down, put her hand up her petticoats carefully feeling her cunt, looked at her fingers, burst into tears, sat crying for a minute or two, then put a basin with water on to the floor, and, unsteady, partially upset it, but managed to wash, and got back on to the chair, leaving the basin where it was. Then she pulled up the front of her chemise and looked at it, again put her fingers to her cunt, looked at them, again began crying, and leaned her head against the bed, all in a drowsy, tipsy manner. Whilst so engaged, her sister knocked and I let her in; she looked at me in a funny way; I nodded; she went into the bedroom and closed the door, but I heard most of what was said. “What are you sitting there for?” No reply. “What’s that basin there for?” No reply. “You have been washing your grummit?” No reply. “What have you been washing it for?” “I was hot.” “Why, you have been on the bed!” “No, I ain’t.” “You have, with he.” “No, I ain’t.” “I know he have, and been atop a you, just as he were atop on me this morning.” “No, he ain’t” Then was a long crying fit. Sarah said, “What’s the good of crying, you fool, no one ain’t going to tell, I shan’t, and the old man won’t know.” Then their voices dropped, they stood together, but I guessed she was asking what I had given her. Then I went in. “You have done it to my sister,” said Sarah. “No,” said I. “Yes you have,” and to Martha crying, “Never mind, it’s better to be done by a gent than by one of them mill-hands, I can’t abear ’em; leave off, don’ t be a fool.” I went out of the room, Sarah followed me, and I gave her the two sovereigns. “You know,” she said, “some one would ha done it to her; one of them mill-hands, or Smith would, he’s allus after her, and I knows he got his hands upon her.” Fred went up to London next day, and I was at the cottage soon after; the girls were there, the elder grinned, the younger looked queer, and would not go to the bedroom. “Don’t be a fool,” said the elder, and soon we were alone together there. Half force, half entreaty got her on to the bed, I pulled up her clothes, forced open her legs, and lay for a minute with my belly to hers in all the pleasure of anticipation, then rose on my knees for a close look. My yesterday’s letch seized me, I put my mouth to her cunt and licked it, than put my prick up the tight little slit and finished my enjoyment. Afterwards when I had her she was neat and clean, underneath, although with her every day’s clothes on. She was frightened to put on her Sunday clothes. She was a nice plump round girl, with a large bum for her size, with pretty young breasts and a fat-lipped little slit; the lining of it, instead of being a full red like Charlotte’s and Sarah’s cunts, was of a delicate pink. I suppose it was that which attracted me. Certain it is that I had never licked a cunt before, never had heard of such a thing, though “lick my arse” was a frequent and insulting invitation for boys to each other. I saw her nearly every day for a week, and her modesty was soon broken. Sleeping in the same room with her father, accustomed to be in the fields or at a mill, such girls soon lose it; but she seemed indifferent to my embraces, and all the enjoyment was on my side. “I’ve not much pleasure in that,” said she, “But more when you put your tongue there.” I could not believe that was so in a young and healthy lass, but being always in a hurry to get my poking done lest her father came home, used to lick, put up her, spend quickly, and leave; but she soon got to rights. I licked so hard and long the next time I had her, at the side of the bed, that all at once I felt her cunt moving, her thighs closed, then relaxed, and she did not answer me. I looked up, she was laying with eyes closed and said, that what I had done was nicer than anything. I had gamahuched her till she spent. After that she spent like other women, when I had her. I tell this exactly as I recollect it, and can’t attempt to explain. She worked at a paper mill; slack work was the reason of her being at home, now she was going back to work; I feared a mill hand would get her and offered to pay her what she earned; but if she did not go to the mill her father would make her work in the fields, and she dare not let him see she had money. Indeed the two sisters did not dare to buy the finery they wanted, because they could not say how they got the money. So back to the mill she went, it being arranged that she should stay away now and then, for me to have her. “Oh! won’t she,” said Sarah, “she takes to ruddling natoral, I can tell you.” Sarah said she told her everything I had done to her, including the licking, and I felt quite ashamed of Sarah knowing that I was so green, as I shall tell presently. Fred returned, and I had difficulty in getting her often. My cousins walked out in the cool of the evening, I with them; often we passed the cottage, and I made signs if I saw the girls. I some times then had her upright in a small shed or by a hay-stack in the dark, where the hay pricked my knuckles. Fred was soon to join his regiment, was always borrowing money off me “for a shove,” and never repaid me; but he was a liberal, good-hearted fellow; and when in after life I was without money and be kept a woman, he said, “You get a shove out of meaning his woman, she likes you, and I shan’t mind, but don’t tell me.” I actually did fuck her, nor did he ever ask me, but that tale will be told hereafter. Nothing till his death pleased him more than referring to our having looked at the backside of his mother and at his sisters’ quims, he would roar with laughter at it. He was an extraordinary man. One day we rode to the market-town, and, putting up our horses, strolled about. Fred said, “Let’s both go and have a shove.” “Where are the girls?” said I. “Oh! I know, lend me some money.” “I only have ten shillings.” “That is more than we shall want.” We went down a lane past the Town Hall, by white-washed little cottages, at which girls were sitting or standing at the doors making a sort of lace. “Do you see a girl you like?” said he. “Why, they are lace-makers.” “Yes, but some of them fuck for all that; there is the one I had with the last half-a-crown you lent me.” Two girls were standing, together; they nodded. “Let’s try them,” said Fred. We went into the cottage; it was a new experience to me. He took one girl, leaving me the other; I felt so nervous; she laughed as Fred (who had never in his life a spark of modesty) put his hands up her companion’s clothes. That girl asked what he was going to give her, and it was settled at half-a-crown each. Fred then went into the back-room with his woman. I never had had a gay woman. A fear of disease came over me. She made no advances, and at length, feeling my quietness was ridiculous, I got my hands up her clothes, pulling them up and looking at her legs. “Lord! I am quite clean, sir,” said she in a huff, lifting her clothes well up. That gave me courage, I got her on to an old couch and looked at her cunt, but my prick refused to stand; her being gay upset me. She laid hold of my prick, but it was of no use. “What is the matter with you?” said she, “don’t you like me?” “Yes, I do.” “Have you ever had a girl?” I said I had. Fred who had finished, bawled out, “Can’t we come in?” This upset me still more, and I gave it up. In Fred and his girl came, and he said, “There is water in the other room.” I went in and feigned to wash myself, and hearing them all laughing, felt ashamed to come out, thinking they were laughing about me; though such was not the case, it was because Fred was beginning to pull about my woman. I had more money than I had told Fred, and when he said he was thirsty, offered to send for drink, thinking my liberality would make amends for my impotence. Gin and ale was got; then I began to feel as if I could do it. “She’s got a coal-black runt,” said Fred, and I seemed to fancy his woman; then he said to mine, “What colour is yours?” and began to lift her clothes; “let’s change and have them together,” and we went at once into the back room, whither the two girls had gone. One was piddling, Fred pulled her up from the pot, shoved her against the side of the bed, bawling out, “You get the other,” and pulled out his prick stiff and ready. An electric thrill seemed to go through me at this sight, I pulled the other into the same position by the side of Fred’s; then the girls objected, but Fred hoisted up his girl and plunged his prick into her. Mine got on to the bed, leaving me to pull up her clothes. The same fear came over me, and I hesitated; Fred looked and laughed, I pulled up her clothes, saw her cunt; fear vanished, the next moment I was into her, and Fred and I, side by side, were fucking. All four were fucking away like a mill, then we paused and looked at our pricks, as they alternately were hidden and came into sight from the cunts. Fred put out his hand to my prick, I felt his, but I was coming; my girl said. “Don’t hurry.” It was too late, I spent, laid my head upon her bosom, and opening my eyes, saw Fred in the short shoves. The next instant he lay his head down. I believe now that really all four felt ashamed, for directly after we were all so quiet, one of the girls remarked, “Blest if I ever heard of such a thing afore, you Lunnon chaps are a bad lot.” A long time afterwards, I again had the girl for two and sixpence; Fred was then in Canada; she recollected me well, and asked me whether gals and chaps usually did such things together in London. Fred and I used to examine our pricks for a few days after, to see if there were any pimples on them. Fred soon forgot his fear and shame and offered to bet me the fee of the gals that he would finish first, if we went and repeated the affair, but we did not. Martha became very curious about me and my doings with Sarah. New to fucking as she was, she got jealous at the idea of anyone sharing my cock with her. She was curious too to know about her sister’s pleasures; the elder had, I think, got all she wanted to know from the younger, and had made but little return for it in information. Then my amatory knowledge was increased by an event unlooked for, unthought of, unpremeditated; I am quite sure I had neither heard nor read of such a thing before, and should, at that period of my life, have scouted the idea as beastly and abominable, though I had done it. How I came to lick Martha’s cunt even then astonished me, I thought that it was the small size, the slight hair, and youthfulness of the article; but I used to lick it very daintily, wiping my mouth, spitting frequently, and never venturing beyond the clitoris. It occurred to me one day instead of kneeling, to lay down and lick; so I laid on the bed, my head between her thighs, my cock not far from her mouth, and indulging her in the for it was much the idea of pleasing her which made me do it. She played with my cock and wriggled as my tongue played over her clitoris, then grasped my prick hard, which gave me a premonitory throb of pleasure. “Do to me what I am doing to you,” said I, “put it in your mouth,” scarcely knowing what I said and without any ulterior intention. She with her pleasure getting intense, impelled by curiosity, or by the fascination of the cock, or by impulse, the result of my tongue on her cunt, took it in her mouth instantly. How far my prick went in, whether she sucked, licked, or simply let it enter, I know not, and I expect she did not either; but as she spent I felt a sensation resembling the soft friction of a cunt, and instantly shot my sperm into her mouth and over her face. Up she got, calling me a beast. I was surprised and ashamed of this unlooked for termination, and said so to her. I had as said arranged signs, as I passed the cottage, about our meetings, yet had difficulty now in getting at her without being found out, and never should, excepting for the elder sister, to whom I gave every now and then money. She took care of the house, rarely went out, but worked at a coarse sort of lace and earned money that way. She used to sit outside the cottage door if fine, working, and curtseying when we, who were called the Hall folks, passed. My aunt said one day, “What a strapping wench that is, don’t you think so, Walt? you always look at her as you pass.” I might have replied, “Yes, she is, and her arse is remarkably like yours,” but I did not and was after that more on my guard. Fred had not had the girl for a long time, that freed me a little. Then Martha shammed ill two days to stay from the will and let me have her, and I spent a good many hours with her. As I turned my head quickly one day, I thought I saw the bedroom door close, and it occurred to me, that the elder had been watching; she looked lecherously at me as I came out. I went one day soon after and found Sarah alone. She made some excuse about her sister being obliged to go to work. I was going away angry, when she asked me to look at her new boots and stockings. Amused at her vanity I looked, and she put them on. “Them fits fine,” said she, showing her legs amply. I was not excited about it, and was going. “Ain’t you never going to ha me again” said she. “I’ve no money.” “We are old friends, never mind money, if I hadn’t got you Martha we moight ha been good friends still, ar wish a hadn’t.” “You did it to save us,” said I. “Ah, but yer shouldn’t leave old friends, and I ha watched and made yer both comfortable.” Well, thought I, this is an invitation to fucking, she had a wonderful clip in her cunt, and I began to rise. “You have lots of friends,” said I. “I take my oath, that no friend has seen me since the day you got my sister; ain’t I been allus on watch for yer? did yer ever pass without seeing me?” A woman who wants fucking is not easy to resist, even if she is ugly and middle-aged. There she sat, the picture of health, her petticoats nearly up to her knees; I had never before seen them excepting in coarse blue woollen stockings. I rolled her clothes up, saw the big thighs, the next instant had my fingers in the slit; up knocked my doodle. She shut the shutter, locked the door, and with a pleased look got on to the bed. Her cunt struck me as quite a novelty, and I got ready for insertion. “You like her better than me,” said she. It was a poser, but a man always likes the woman he is going to poke better than any other, and so I denied it. “Why don’t you do to me what you do to she then?” “What is that?” “You knows.” “No.” “Yes you do.” “I feel it like this.” “More than that.” “What?” “You know.” “I don’t, tell me.” There was a pause. It came into my head that she knew I had licked Martha’s quim, and it had such an effect on me, that down went my doodle, and I was almost ashamed to look at her; for, as said, until I licked Martha I had never done such an act, and did it with a sort of belief that I was a great beast, and should have said so of any man who did anything of the sort. Indeed after spending in her mouth, I had felt so very much disgusted with myself that I left off the licking altogether and had made the girl promise she would never tell her sister, nor refer to the matter again. So I was silent, standing with one hand on her belly just above her split, and in an uncomfortable state of mind. She broke the silence. “Do it as you do it to she.” “I don’t know what you mean,” I again stammered. “Yes yer do now.” “What has Martha told you?” “Nothing, but I knows.” And finding I was about to get on the bed, “Naw, naw, kiss it.” So I put my mouth down on to the hair and gave a loud kiss. “Naw,” said she, do it as you do it to she, I am a finer woman than she by long chalks; what is’t yer sees to take to her so? you knows you tickles hers with yer tongue.” The murder was out. I wanted to mount her, she baulked me, and kept repeating in a jocular, playful manner her request. So I got her to the side of the bed, her large thighs wide open, and legs hanging down in a favorable position, intending to please her; she gave her cunt a dry rub with her chemise. I began with dislike, but there was something in the novelty which warmed me. What a difference between her and her sister. I could lick the younger one’s all but hairless orifice with comfort and she always laid quiet; but I had to pull open this one’s sausage lips and hold back the dark thick fringe, which got into my eyes and tickled my nose. No sooner had my tongue touched her clitoris, than the lips closed round my mouth, and, as my saliva worked up on to the cunt-hair by her movement, it wetted my nose and face, she heaved and bounced her arse so much. Then her thighs closed round my head tightly enough to squeeze it off, she buried her hands in the hair of my head, and up went cunt again, bringing my nose into the hole, then with a jerk she got her cunt away from me. I was not at all sorry to desist. “Oh! do it natural, do it natural,” said she, and her thighs opened and hung down, showing a slobbered cunt. I went into her, just as she lay at the side of the bed, and in a minute her cunt was wetter than ever. I have no doubt that the wench spent almost directly I licked; but I did not know it. When I asked her if she liked it, she said, “The old fashioned way be the best, but I have done the same as she.” I questioned her, but never knew whether her sister had told her or not, or whether she had peeped and seen us together at it. I made her promise she would never tell her sister what I had done. She hoped I would see her again, but having promised Martha that I would not have Sarah again, told her so. She said she was tired of watching for us. The sisters were often quarrelling, and I believe out of jealousy about me, yet I fucked her again. I may mention the risks I ran, that I was once with Martha on the bed when I heard my cousin’s voice asking Sarah, who was at the door, if she had seen me pass. I could not get the younger readily enough, had been long from home, and was about returning. I had spent all my money, and told Sarah one day after I had poked her that I was going away. Her sister was then at the mill. Said she, “What will Martha do?” I supposed she would get another sweetheart. She shook her head, “Martha be poisoned.” “What?” “Don’t be afraid,” said she, “she be in the family way, we call it poisoned in these parts, when a girl ben’t married.” It was true. The girl had only menstruated once or twice before I first had her, and now her courses had stopped. There was no attempt at making a market of me, all needed was to get her right again. The elder took Martha to a fortune-teller, and she got better of her difficulty. I borrowed money of my aunt and, giving Martha all I could, went back to London. She left the neighbourhood. I saw Martha two years afterwards, when visiting again my aunt; she was in household service, and was out for the day. I waylaid her, hoping to have her again; we kissed and fondled, and with difficulty I felt her quim but could not accomplish my wishes; she was going to be married, and soon after I heard that she was. Sarah also was going to be married to a farm labourer, and when I joked her about his finding her out, she laughed and said, “Lord, he war my first sweetheart,” from which I inferred that cousin Fred was mistaken about taking her virginity. My first cunt-licking and cock-sucking took place with Martha; I had never before played such amatory pranks, and all came about by instinct. For a long time I was ashamed of myself and never breathed a word on such subjects to anyone; I don’t think I should have done so even to Fred, but he was then away. Gradually I was learning by instinct the whole art of love. What made me offer money to get Martha I can’t say, I don’t think that I had ever heard of tempting women’s virtue by money, but I never forgot the lesson, and much improved on it as time went on. I now had had four women. The difficulties in the way of getting at them were very useful in preventing excesses, and kept me in health. It seems surprising to me now how little I seemed to have thought of baudy attitudes, and lascivious varieties; for belly-to-belly poking on the bed was nearly all I did. I had still the modest, demure demeanour which deceived my mother (coupled with her ignorance of life generally) and relations, and, though very proud of my achievements, kept them much to myself, never disclosing the names of my women, and only telling one or two intimate friends of what I had done; who reciprocated by telling me their achievements. Fucking had eased my prepuce. I made a practice of pulling it backward and forward several times a day; in fact, whenever I piddled. My prick had grown bigger in the two years, which pleased me much, but about the size of it I had a curious doubt, which will be told of further on. I was, though demure, quite a man in manner and look, and with women behaved in a way which one or two of my relatives remarked. I used to think to myself when talking to them, “Ah! I know what sort of opening you have at the bottom of your belly. The cousins, whose cunts I had had a partial glimpse of, I used to like to dance with, wondering how much the hair had grown on them. I used also to think about my sister’s cunt that I had seen when in the cradle, but just then she died. My experiences indeed much increased the charm of female society to me. Chance had given me two virgins out of four women; that was a luxury unthought of, uncared for, and in no way appreciated; the virgins were no more liked by me than the others. Cousin Fred will appear at less frequent intervals; he was away sometimes for months, then for years, but he named whenever he played an important part in my adventures, he was participator in others which will never be written about here. To be Continued ------------------------- Notes; 1. During my visit to London for studies where we had an Old Ancestral Home, I stumbled on a family treasure. Apart from other things I also found a hump of books, diaries, and notes in the treasure which contained classic, Age-old, Erotic books, Novels, and Magazines probably collected by my Ancestors. They are all timeless and precious. They are a must-read for all erotica lovers. 2. Out of the aforesaid collection, presenting an amazing account which was first published in 1888, My Secret Life, by "Walter", is the memoir of a gentleman. 3. The book My Secret Life has been authored by "Walter". The identity of "Walter" is unknown. so the Original Authors are long dead or unknown. 4. My Secret Life, by "Walter", is the memoir of a gentleman describing the author's sexual development and experiences in Victorian England. It was first published in a private edition of eleven volumes, at the expense of the author, including an imperfect index, which appeared over seven years beginning around 1888. 5. The work in having 11 Volumes containing a total of 184 chapters apart from the Introduction & Preface. 6 All characters be read as of more than age of 18 years. 7. My sincere apologies to the author of the Novel and readers for editing, or modifying the underage content, if any, to make it suitable for publishing in Modern times.
Rare Lascivious English Classic. this is a book written by an English gentleman of considerable wit, command of the language, and imagination of Rabelaisian order. Erotic as are the tales, they are far from being filthy, while a plot of thrilling interest runs throughout the work, binding all the stories together..The book 'The Adventures of Grace and Anna' has been subtitled 'The thrilling experiences of two girls looking for love and lust.' Two fun-loving girls of the 1910s discover love and lust among the idle rich and the well-proportioned poor in this insightful excursion into the erotic mores and morals of an earlier era. Enjoy.. ------------------------- CHAPTER 2 PART 3 'At that time, my dear friends, I knew nothing at all about the digital method of relieving my excited feelings and even to this day, I would much rather resort to the poorest-made man with a shrivelled member than comfort myself with the old maid's method of sex cooling!' Grace and I both laughed at this, and kissing Anna for her frankness, and not to slight Grace, repeating the same caress with her, I begged her to continue. 'Well,' she said, 'my mind being all taken up with the ice-man, I immediately made plans in my mind to have that standing “thing” for myself; to have him put it up in me like he had done to Norah, and early the next morning, before he appeared, I secreted myself in the basement that he must pass before going upstairs, and determined to see what would happen. 'I stood just within the door so as I might walk out as he passed me, as though it was entirely accidental, and with heart beating high awaited his arrival. Both of you, of course, will laugh at me for my foolishness, but bear in mind I was a child, and all this was quite new to me, and all that I thought of at the present time was that standing and flaming prick which filled my mind day and night. 'Sure enough I heard him coming, and timing my actions so that I would be just coming out of the door as he ascended the stairs, I confronted him with what I was sure was a winning and seductive smile, but to my surprise and astonishment he pushed me gently aside and proceeded up the stairs! 'I stood still, frozen to the spot with astonishment, never having thought that he would so rudely pass me by, and before I could collect my scattered senses he was up the stairs, and for all I know was engaged in filling Norah's fat and greedy quim with his standing organ! 'I almost cried with vexation at the result of my carefully laid plans, and mentally wished them both dead and in their graves, and was ill-tempered all day, but finally the humorous side of it presented itself to me and I laughed merrily. 'I had, however, not given up my plans for seducing the long-pronged ice-man, as you shall soon hear, and gleaning some ideas out of the novels that I had read on the sly, made new plans for his capture. 'In some of the novels that I had read, the entrancing young heroine had attracted the attention of her admirer by pretending to have been thrown from a horse and spraining her ankle, but not having a horse or even a mule at my disposal I determined to dispense with that part of it and put the latter part of the plan into operation and to see what would result. 'To this end, I seated myself on the lower steps where I would be in the direct path of the ice-man and upon hearing him ascend the stairs I contorted my face into what I thought was an expression of pain, I lifted my foot up on my knee and held it in both of my hands and waited. 'Ascending the stairs with his ice on his shoulders, his head bent down, he almost ran over me before he saw me, and then noticing my attitude and the look on my face, he placed the ice on one of the lower steps and enquired what was the matter. ' “Oh, oh,” I said, “I think that I have broken my leg, Joe! Look!” I said, sticking it out for his inspection as he stood there stupidly looking at me. “I was coming downstairs and slipped, and it hurts me awfully and I think it is broken! Is it?” And I held it up high almost in his face, and he unconsciously took my tiny ankle in his calloused and perspiring hand. 'This was the moment that I had planned for, for I had on only a pair of very thin, abbreviated panties, slit wide open up the middle, which showed most of my lower belly and thighs, and if he cared to look I knew that my hair-covered quim must stare right out so that he could not help but see it. 'I even slid down on the step and spread wide my thighs as though inviting him to take out his dart to impale me, but to my surprise and disgust, he concentrated his gaze on my ankle, and rubbing it gently between his palms laid it gently back on the steps. '“There's not much the matter with it,” he said. “If there was you would holler when I rubbed it. Just bathe it in hot water and it will be all right tomorrow.” 'I was so astounded and surprised that I had not at all noticed the friction that he had applied to my leg, and almost crying with vexation I saw him about to pick up his ice and begin to ascend the stairs. 'At this point I brought up my reserves, and taking another trick from the book, I gave a little cry and slid down a few steps and pretended to faint. You may be sure in the slide that I allowed my dresses to rumple up so that he might have a good sight of my lower body, and peeking out from beneath my eyelids I was gratified to see the lump in his trousers swell up and throb away like mad. ' “Now,” I exulted, “here is where I get it!” But outside of this natural action of his prick, he just stupidly stared at me and to my disgust clumped up the stairs. 'I heard him tell Norah that I had fainted on the stairs and hearing her running down, I made haste to pull down my dresses and allowed her to “revive” me and to escort me, burning with vexation, to my room. You can imagine how I felt at this, and not only that, but I had to act for the family for a whole day, and complain of a perfectly healthy ankle and to remain in my room. 'Still, I do not doubt in the least that the bouncing that he gave to Norah, heightened perhaps by the sight of my young and immature charms, in some way benefitted her, so you see there is some good in everything. It is funny how some men are so dense and so lack understanding as to be as stupid as Joe was.' Both Grace and I roared with laughter at this, but once we had become more subdued and partaken of another drink served by the discreet Joseph, she continued her story. ' 'Well, the ice-man, as far as he was concerned, passed out of my life, although now and then I like to think of his actions with the cook, and the size of his organ; but I must proceed to the later and more important part of my tale. 'As Doris was away, I was left to myself most of the time, and during the summer I used to occupy myself by frequenting a wooded park that was nearby, sitting on the grass and feeding the swans. 'By this time I had developed in a startling manner and now had breasts indeed to be proud of, and having beguiled mother to allow me to dress as I wished, flattered myself that I was indeed an object of interest for any boy or man-but had not even a sweetheart. 'But to get back to my story. As I have told you I often went to this park, which was quite a large one, and one day, while seated near the edge of a small lake, I noticed that I had attracted the attention of two youths who were seated on the grass a little way from me, and who were glancing at me and evidently discussing my charms with one another. 'I, of course, was tickled to death, and pretending not to notice them in the least, went on with my play of throwing peanuts to the swans, who by now had come to know and look for me, and I was not at all surprised when one of the youths detached himself from the other and slowly approached me. “They are nice,” he said, indicating the graceful swans as they preened themselves and swam about on the placid water and daintily turned their heads. To be Continued in Chapter-2 PART 4 ---------------------------- 1. During my visit to London for studies where we had an Old Ancestral Home, I stumbled on a family treasure. Apart from other things I also found a hump of books, diaries, and notes in the treasure which contained classic, Age-old, Erotic books, Novels, and Magazines probably collected by my Ancestors. They are all timeless and precious. They are a must-read for all erotica lovers. 2. The Original Authors of these Stories/Letters or Articles are long dead or Anonymous. 3. Out of the aforesaid collection, presenting an amazing account which was first published in 1910 , titled 'The Adventures of Grace and Anna' by anonymous. 4 All characters be read as of more than age of 18 years. 5. My sincere apologies to the author of the Novel and readers for editing, or modifying the underage content, if any, to make it suitable for publishing in Modern times.
He lay her across his lab, with his hand on her lower back, and he rubbed slow circles along her ass before slowly pulling the waistband down, revealing her smooth dark skin and black underwear. He traced his fingers along the seam. "I told you not to wear panties, Milly," he tsked and pulled them down too. His hands traced shivery marks along her ass and thighs before without warning, a sharp smack landed on her right cheek. pm bv n mmmmmm Aleia wakes up hogtied and is experimented on to see if humans are worthy sexual partners for ankrix, then given to a high ankrix who marks her as his own When she awoke again, she felt groggy and out of it, but as soon as she noticed her hands weren't bound, she shot up. Immediately her head pounded and she groaned. "Lie down," commanded a voice. Aleia looked up and tried to focus as her vision swam on the murky figure standing at a table a few feet away. "I said lie down." She obliged, not wanting any more pain than she was already in. That was when she noticed she was lying on some sort of sofa, covered with a blanket, instead of on the cold hard floor. She frowned, meaning to sit up again, but deciding against it. "Where am I?" she managed, her voice hoarse. The figure was still too blurry to make out, but he looked human. "You're still on the Asphodel if that's what you're asking." He moved closer and she could make out the tell-tale grey skin of an ankrix. But he seemed different, taller, stronger, his skin a few shades darker. "You're in my office." "Who are you?" she asked, pulling the warm blanket tighter around herself. "Z'rai," he told her, not even glancing in her direction, engrossed in what was on the screens on his table. "But you will call me sir or master. Do you understand?" "M-master?" she asked, almost shivering. "Yes. You belong to me now, Straika claims an error was made when you arrived, our drugs were not administered. you can no longer return to earth." "What?" she shot up again, ignoring the sharp stabs of pain behind her eyes. "What do you mean I can't go home, what kind of error?" He sighed and turned to look at her for the first time. She saw a flicker of irritation in his eyes, but only because she was so entranced by them. Unlike his counterparts, he had pure white eyes with black crescent irises. "When subjects are admitted for testing, they are supposed to be administered Imitensin at regular intervals, a chemical that inhibits the ability to form memories, meaning that when you are returned, you have no memory of the possibly traumatic experience." "Possibly?" she replied. He glared at her and she looked down in a silent apology. "You were not administered any Imitensin at all, meaning you cannot be returned without risking our exposure. Straika declared this was a clerical error. He offered to claim you, I stepped in and took you as my own." "I'm not property. I'm not some object to be bid on." "I assure you, there was no bidding. And here, you are nothing more than a very valuable piece of property. My property." "Where are all the others?" Z'rai turned back to his work. "Most were returned to their lives with little to no recollection of events. Other than yourself, two others remain." "Did they also lose their lives as the result of a 'clerical error'" she asked. He let out a low chuckle. "No, they have stayed to convince the council to inhabit the earth. And you haven't lost your life, you've just moved into another one." "I can never see anyone I care about again and I belong to an alien on a spaceship orbiting my planet. I'd call that losing my life." "It could be worse for you. You could belong to the 'krix that got you stuck here in the first place." "What?" "I spoke to the krix that procured you. He claims he gave you the perfect dose of Imitensin and it was working fine. Yet Straika contests that there wasn't a shred of it in your system when you arrived. You are the perfect specimen of a slave for a krix. I believe he failed to give you any booster doses in order to keep you for himself when we moved on. What do you remember about coming here?" She frowned. "Nothing, I just woke up in the lab." "As I suspected." "Can I really not go home?" "If the elders choose to inhabit the earth, and all goes well, I may consider allowing you to visit your family. If they decide to move on, I will allow you to say goodbye." "That's all I get?" "The existence of Ankrix must remain a secret, and the inner workings of our medicine, technology and ship can never be allowed to reach others. If I were to allow you out, I would risk exposing us, and placing you and the entire species in danger." "Danger? Why would I be in danger? I can keep a secret, I just want to see my family." "We are done talking about this. If you can stand, come over here." Aleia went to object, but then thought better of it and stood, leaving the blanket on the sofa and walking over to him, shivering a little as the cool air hit her naked body. She stood at his side looking down at the papers and tablets littering the table. they all seemed to be equations and blueprints of human technology. There was the blueprint for a windmill, and beside it was the blueprint of a coal-burning engine, surrounded by chemical equations. She recognised them as the equations used to determine how harmful a chemical was for the environment. "What is all this?" she asked. "Your human electricity. You crave it so much you are killing your planet to get it. Impressive. I am tasked with determining whether or not our energy is compatible with yours. You will explain some of these to me." He pointed at a diagram of nuclear fission. It was simple enough for her to recognise them from her school science classes. "Nuclear fission, where an atom is split to release energy." "So you already have a way to create endless, green energy, and yet you used that to create bombs, and not to replace the fuels that kill your planet." She shrugged. "We aren't exactly the most united of species. And many people are against nuclear power, and many don't believe in climate change." He looked at her confused. "Don't... believe. In a fact." She shrugged again. A week ago she would have fought him, tried to get away. But now, even though she felt that he wouldn't hurt her like Straika did, she was terrified of him, and the power he radiated. "What did you mean? When you said I was the perfect specimen of a slave," she asked quietly. "You are naturally submissive, yet you still fight until you are made to submit. You both love and hate the pain we give you. You are intelligent, but not arrogant. You are beautiful and your body reacts perfectly to us. A krix couldn't ask for a better slave." "I'm not submissive," she told him defiantly, going to cross her arms, but in a second he had his hand around her throat. Not squeezing, but tight enough to exert control. He looked down into her eyes with a look that made her melt. Her eyelids lowered and her breathing hitched as he moved in close to her ear. "You give up the fight far too easy to be anything else Areia." That was the first time she heard her name on his lips, and she'd be damned if she didn't want to hear it again.
MY SECRET LIFE BY WALTER VOLUME-1. Chapter VI As the certainty that all was finished between us came to me, I got better, my grief moderated, my prick expected occupation, I was horrified at having frigged myself, and ceased doing it. Then naturally I looked at the servants. The new housemaid was ugly as sin, so I turned to Mary the cook. I was then about seventeen years old. She was now I think twenty-six or eight years old, big, stout, but as it seemed to me then, symetrical; she had exquisite teeth, blue eyes, and a fine complexion — so fine that my mother remarked it. She was quiet in a remarkable degree, and treated me as a boy. Nine months before this I should as soon have dared to think of fucking my aunt, but experience had altered me. I thought of the light hair on her cunt, and of all I could not see, which Charlotte had innocently described to me; and the conclusions we had arrived at, that she frigged herself. Then I thought that after all, old as she was, and young as I was, she might like Charlotte, let me do her. I had once kissed her when Charlotte was with us; I now tried it again, and got a quiet kiss in return; it was done with the air and manner of “There, there, you troublesome boy”, which mortified me much. I had now special tutors at home, and was at home when I liked, yet my chances with the cook were fewer than they had been with Charlotte, owing to her occupations. I was studying elementary chemistry, and when making some experiments in the garden parlour, burnt a table cover. My mother angry, said I had better experiment in the back kitchen again, so under that pretence, I managed to be downstairs frequently. I used to watch Mary, slipping out into the outside passage leading to the servant’s privy, and take pleasure in the idea of her piddling there. One day, I watched her coming back, she gave her clothes a tuck between her legs, and I knew it was to dry her cunt; opened the door just as she did it, she knew that I saw the action by my grin, and her face turned scarlet. I kissed her that day, asked her timidly if she had dried it properly that morning. “Dried what?” said she innocently. “What I saw you drying when you came from the closet.” She turned away without saying a word. A day or two after as she went upstairs to the parlour, I stopped, saw her legs, and told her she had jolly fat legs. She wished I would go upstairs, for I was in the way with my chemicals, and after that ceased talking to me. But it was difficult to avoid me, I got rude, would tuck my coat between my legs, laugh and make believe to stoop down to see her ankles, but she took no notice. Begging her to kiss me one day; she gave me two or three at once saying, “There now, go on with your chemicals”, in such a motherly way, that it mortified me excessively; making me feel the difference in our ages, as a barrier to my hopes. But if discouraged one day, I got courage the next; impelled by a cock-stand, and my mother being out, I said, “Should I not like to see your legs.” For a wonder she answered, “Look at your own.” “Oh I” I replied, “they are not the same, you have got a slit between them, I have got something hanging, and ready to put into the slit.” “I wish you would go upstairs”, said she, “you are always down here now.” Then she told mother I was in her way, — I promised only to go to the back kitchen when it suited the cook, but did not keep my word. She was alone one evening, I went home and downstairs, kissed and fondled, and would not be repulsed. At some time every woman is more yielding than at others, they always are if randy. Getting my courage up I said I wished she would let me feel her thing, then said, “Let me do you”, in a whisper. It was quite dusk down there when I said it. She was speechless for a full minute, whilst I kept repeating my demand. At length she replied, “How dare a boy like you, speak like that to a woman like me.” “I — am not a boy”, said I in anger; “I have had many women, I know all about a woman’s pleasure, I know where your thing is, I know why you tuck your hand outside your clothes after you have piddled.” Then she pushed me out of the kitchen, but I thought she smiled. Our family habits were much as they had been, but the weather getting finer, mother often took both Tom and the housemaid with her out for a walk; but not until the cook had dressed herself after our early dinner. Unless she took the housemaid out, I was worse off than ever. Yet my chances came. Cook one day was alone in the kitchen darning a stocking; it was cold — the beginning of March — her feet were on the old fashioned iron fender, I sat myself down on the fender, and we talked, I laid my hand on her lap, and tried quietly without letting her know it, to feel where she gartered. I felt the knot distinctly above her knee, thought how near it was to the cunt I was burning to feel, then put my hand up her clothes, and felt her naked leg under the knee. She told me to leave off, my prick was standing, “Have you not jolly big white thighs, I have heard of them”, said I. “Heard?” said she. “Yes, and a good lot of hair between them.” “Who, to look at you would believe you were such a liar, such a young monkey; get out of the kitchen.” She arose, drew some water, took it in one hand, some clean clothes in the other, and went upstairs, taking no further notice of me. I followed her a few steps up, then pushed my hands up her clothes on to her thighs, just beneath her backslide; round she swung facing me, and sat down on the stairs; in swinging round my hand came just into contact with the hair of her cunt; then with a push she sent me downstairs tumbling. As I got up she said quite quietly, “It’s your fault if you are hurt; if you follow me, I will push you down again,” “I am stronger than you.” I sung out, “I don’t care, so long as I can feel you.” “If I was not so comfortable here in many ways, I would leave tomorrow”, said she, continuing to go upstairs, and thinking she had settled me; but I followed, tried again, and she threw the whole jug of water over me. “Now tell your mamma”, said she, “and I’ll surprise her, she don’t know her son”, and again she pushed me down. That did not stop my tongue, for I had now got angry and reckless, sang out my wants, bawling out about her cunt, and said, “Did you ever sit on the little privy seat Mary, tell me.” She went up, and locked herself in her bedroom, till I was tired of waiting. I had been a month at this fun, and as in Charlotte’s case seemed not getting on at all, my experience was confined to one woman, and naturally I used to compare everything taking place, with what had taken place with her. To my inexperienced mind, there was a difference between the two women which I could not understand: when I first got my hand up Charlotte’s clothes, she was as quick as me, struggled, screeched, and got my hand away, seemed in dread and astonished. When I got my hand on Mary’s flesh, which I did repeatedly afterwards, she would turn round quite quietly, remove my hand with force, look at me as if she were collecting her thoughts, did not seem at all alarmed, but gave me a lecture. When she kissed me afterwards, it seemed to be upon reflection, but she did it with force, looked me full in the face, then turned away. One day she said, “I would not leave a sister of mine here, if she were young, for five times my wages, but I am old enough to keep you in your place.” Soon after mother was one day out, I at home, housemaid and Tom in the garden; it was a clear, bright day, there was a fire in the garden parlour, the garden window-door was shut, and I bolted it; it was about half-past three o’clock, the cook was dressing, I burning with lust, went to my bedroom, opposite then to her door and listened. I heard the rattle of piddle, excitement got the better of my fears, I knocked. “It’s not locked”, she called out, thinking it was the house-maid; I opened the door, went in and closed it. She was standing before the glass brushing her hair, with but stays on; over her chemise, I saw at a glance big white breasts, and big white legs up to her knees. She turned round, and seeing me, put her hands up to cover her breasts, stepped backwards till the bedstead stopped her, and said, “Go out, mister Walter”, but I threw my arms round her, clasping her tightly and kissing her on her breasts before she could repeat her request, and said, “Oh! do Mary, do let me.” She did not answer, but disengaged herself from my arms. Crafty with lust and doubtless thinking of former experience, I dropped on my knees, in an instant had her chemise up, both hands round her great bum, and my mouth buried in the hair, kissing the outside of her cunt; she sat down nearly crushing my hands, between her bum and the bedstead, I withdrew them with a cry of pain. She pushed me away; being on my knees, back I tumbled; as I did so, caught her chemise and lifted it; she put her hands down to prevent it; I kept my hold tightly, and it tore up with a noise, to where her stays stopped it from going further; but the rent disclosed thighs belly and motte simultaneously. She rose, tried to hide her nakedness, and stop the chemise going further, her legs got somehow entangled with mine, I fell back, and she fell clean over me. As I fell, my head struck the pot and overturned it, I felt the warm piddle round my neck and head, and at the same instant a heavy sort of blow on my nose, and hair on my lips — it was her naked belly and motte which struck me as she fell on me. We rolled over, and struggled for a second, I saw white thighs a huge bum, and then we were both up. She opened the window and shouted out, “Eliza, Eliza, I want you.” Then she turned to me with her eyes wide open, her bosom palpitating, and said, “Get out, you are a nice young blackguard, I would not have believed it, had I not found you out.” And in the same breath hurriedly, “Oh! my God, Wattie, what is the matter?” I felt a funny trickling sensation on my upper lip, and putting my hand up to feel, removed it covered with blood, the result of the blow of her motte on my nose, which was pouring down blood copiously, and dropping on to my shirt. The sight of blood always made me furious, “It’s a blow from your belly,” said I, “you did it purposely.” She saw by that time it was not serious and said, “it serves you right, and directly your mamma comes in I will tell her.” “Do,” said I. She repeated, “You are a young blackguard.” In the excitement of opening the window, calling out, and seeing my nose bleeding, she had forgotten her torn chemise; and I had thought about nothing but my bleeding nose. Standing by the table to open the window, her form had been hidden, but she moved, disclosed the torn chemise, partly one of her hips, thigh, leg, and partially the hair of her cunt. “I can see your cunt,” said I staunching my nose. She snatched up the torn chemise, hiding herself with it. “Oh! go, go,” said she, “oh I that mess, what shall I do!” and she stopped to set up the piss-pot which was laying on one side; I rushed forward, nose still bleeding, and tried to feel the half naked thigh. “For God’s sake go,” said she, “here is Eliza coming.” I heard Tom lumping up step by step slowly, assisted by the house-maid, and bolted into my room. I held the door ajar and listened. “Where is Master Walter?” said the housemaid as she got to the top landing. “I don’t know,” said Mary, “is he not in the drawing-room?” “I don’t know,” replied Eliza, “what do you want?” The door dosed, I heard no more, but felt sure that Mary did not mean to tell. My nose left off bleeding, I washed it, and crept quietly downstairs. Eliza and Tommy went down again into the garden; shortly afterwards down went cook into the kitchen, five minutes after down I went. It was always dullish in the afternoon there. I had thought that I might risk, and as I passed the door from the kitchen leading into the garden, shot the bolt so that, had the housemaid come down that way, she could not get in also. Mary was sitting close to the fire. “No more nonsense I hope,” said she. There was a kiss and forgiveness soon given me, in her tranquil way. Again I sat down on the huge kitchen fender, and the next instant was thinking what I had best do. I had seen those wonderfully large, white thighs, seen the thicket of lightish hair between them, had felt no cunt fully for weeks, and was dying with lust. She was as serene as if nothing had happened, and kissed me, but in the usual motherly sort of way. She rose up saying, “I must begin to shut up; what is Eliza staying out so late in the garden with that child for?” That instant I thrust my hand up her clothes, got it on to the motte, and clutched the hair between my fingers; it was easy enough, for it was about the longest and thickest motte thatch I have yet felt. Down she sat, and tried to push me away, but I had firm hold of the hair, and as I did on a similar occasion with Charlotte, pulled and hurt her; she ceased to push me off, and there I stopped, my prick throbbing, and every fibre in me, palpitating with the lust of long continance. Then I pulled and hurt her again, threatening to hurt her more still unless she let me feel her; knowing the housemaid must knock before she could get in suddenly, I was bold. She bore my tugs with a little flinching and never answered my entreaties. I had found my courage, and used the words cunt and fuck; it was getting dark; looking at me steadily, she said, “So young and yet so cruel, five minutes ago you were saying you were so fond of me, and now you are trying to hurt me; you promised you would not touch me again, now you are doing it; you are all alike, young and old, cruel and liars.” I felt ashamed, but was mad with lust. “A youth, like you, and so quiet as you look.” “Youth! I am a man, have had women, feel me, let me feel you, oh! do feel me.” I had my prick out. To get better at her, go from the fender on to my knees, and was pushing my hand between her thighs with energy. Pulling her bum back, she stooped, and her face came near mine. “Kiss me, feel me, and I will indeed leave off, I have seen your belly, let me feel it, and I will leave off.” “You will break your word again,” said she. “I swear not.” She put her face to mine and kissed me, her right hand dropped, and gently laid hold of my prick, her thighs just so little opened that my fingers passed the hair and felt the smooth inner face of the lips; it was too much for me, for some hours my prick had been standing off and on, I had been pulling it about, longing and hoping to use it, and for a long time no emission had left it. I felt my sperm coming, and could not stop it, my arse jogged and pushed my prick involuntarily between her fingers, pleasure suddenly overwhelmed me, and kissing her I spent in her hand — all the work of half a minute. Then burning shame came over me, I could kiss her no longer, dared not look her in the face, nor keep my hand between her thighs, but rose quickly and without a word rushed upstairs to my bedroom. I have done for myself I thought, what a beast she will think me, I shall never dare to speak to her again, and was ready to cry; little knowing then that every step in baudiness, is a step towards the end, and that my spunk on her hand, would help me to shed some in her elsewhere. Feeling so uncomfortable I went out; calling out to the housemaid, that I should be home about eight o’clock, went to a friend’s, had dinner, but could not talk nor scarcely eat. My friend joked and asked if I was in love. My prick was standing again after I had eaten, I went home, making up my mind to go to bed early, preferring solitude and my own thoughts; it was about seven P. M., to my astonishment Mary opened the door. I felt my face hot, and could scarcely look at her; she was as tranquil as ever, nothing ever seemed to disturb that woman. This tranquility reassured me, the more so when I found mother was still out. The housemaid had gone out to make a few purchases, leaving Mary alone with Tommy, who she was just going to put to bed, and upstairs she went with him for that purpose, without speaking to me. What a chance! oh! if I had not been such a beast. My prick rose stiff, the afternoon’s spend was the first I had had for a long time, a stiff prick gives courage, and darkness helps. We are alone, she said nothing as I spent in her hand, indeed went on kissing me when spending, what if I ask her again? What an age she seemed putting Tommy to bed, at last I heard her say, “Go to sleep, mamma will be home soon,” and she went up to her bedroom. She is going thought I to sit there till Eliza knocks, and did not dare go up, but stood listening in the hall, feeling my prick and longing; at last I heard her coming down with slow, measured steps. In the hall, I flung my arms around her, kissing and begging her to forgive me. “I could not help it,” said I in a whisper, “you do not know how I longed for you.” “Let me go downstairs,” said she. The garden parlour door was open. “Come in here and talk.” I pulled her in with but little difficulty, pushed her down on the sofa, and put both arms round her. The door closed, leaving a small opening; there was no light, but the gleam which shot from the hall-lamp through the door ajar; I could barely see her face, and sat by her begging forgiveness and kissing, but got no reply. My prick was more than stiff, I put my hand down on her lap, on to her knees, then down to her feet, waiting a second at each advance — no movement. My hand slipped up bit by bit, it passed her ankle, her garter, and was on the flesh above — still no movement. I hesitated and begged — no reply. Up further went my hand, the thighs were not closed, but let my hand slip between them, a long drawn sigh came from her as my fingers buried themselves in a fat, warm quim. I pushed her back gently, and put her hand on to my prick; she held it tight, and in a whisper said, “Will you never tell anyone?” By my body and soul I swore it; the thighs opened wider, her body fell back and disposed itself on the sofa, my hands roved over a large expanse of flesh, I could see the white mass only, the rest seemed dark. I kissed the hair on her cunt which I could not see, felt the smooth velvety haunches, and threw myself on one of the finest, whitest and broadest bellies I ever yet have had close to mine. The thighs opened to receive me, and the next moment my prick was gliding up her cunt — she was not a virgin. What a heavenly sense of satisfaction at being up a cunt again. I could scarcely realize my success; my hands felt between the fat lips, to ensure my being in all right. I was conscious of a difference between her and Charlotte, the way she lay, the size of the thighs, the quantity of hair, and a quiescent manner, made her as different as possible from my former sweetheart. Novelty made me think this one more delicious, but nature would not postpone, and was impelling her as well as me; was tightening her cunt round my prick, her body was thrilling for a spend. I pushed as her cunt tightening, roused me, tighter was my prick grasped within her; her arms folded across me, drew me towards her like a vice; her belly moved up quite slowly to mine, as if to throw me off, then moved twice or thrice as if in a spasm — a sigh, and her belly sunk down as slowly as it had risen up, drawing my sperm into her, as she spent. We lay without stirring, or uttering a word for a long time, supremely happy; my prick lingered as if it intended to stop permanently in its trap, she made no effort to dislodge it; at last it began to shrink, then curiosity began, down went my hand between our bellies, wet as if from a bath of gruel was my doodle and her quim. Then she spoke — the first words uttered — “No — no —.” The feel had such an effect on me, that my prick began again to stiffen. I had with Charlotte failed ignonimously two or three times, in a third fuck on the same day, and feared a failure now. I kissed and felt her, as far as my hands and our clothes would let me, she moved her bum up gently to let my hand under it, tut not a word could I get from her. “Can I do it again?” thought I, and began pushing — yes it was stiffening, and again was that cunt tightening. I push harder, — with a gentle heave the belly comes up, I am off on the ride without having withdrawn; was this the first time I had ever been man enough to do it twice without uncunting? I think so. The passage of privates was longer, I felt more movement in her buttocks, her sighs were stronger, her hand moved more restlessly over my back, our mouths got glued together. Her lips are wet, or it is mine which are getting wet? There is a new, voluptous sensation I never experienced before, it delights me; I glued my lips tighter to hers, our heaves are quicker, our sighs shorter, I feel the least bit of her tongue touching my lips. I had never heard of that voluptuous accompaniment of fucking, and it was to me an inspiration; shooting out my tongue into her mouth, — hers comes out to meet it; they are exchanging liquids, — the delight spreads electrically through our bodies, — up comes her belly, — shorter are my shoves, — a quivering wriggle to get deeper up her — and we both spend together, as it seems with more pleasure than I ever did before. How strange I should recollect this all so clearly. The delights of the wet kisses are new to me; although not able to see them, I thought of her exquisite teeth, and rolled my tongue over them. She kisses me, still holds me, again my hand goes down to feel the parts now separating, slobbered, and sticky with past joy; out comes my prick, and then she speaks. “No — no,” she sits up, I by her side, my hand on her naked thighs for a minute. She gets up, gives me a long kiss, goes to her room, and soon after comes down, her eyes wet with crying, “Don’t come near me, don’t be unkind, let me alone,” she says. Her manner was so commanding, that I let her go to the kitchen without following her. Shortly Eliza and then my mother came home. Mad for her again, I took to my chemistry in the back kitchen constantly, you may be sure. When I got the chance, spoke of our pleasures and my hopes. “We ought,” said she, “both to be ashamed of ourselves, but I especially who am so many years older than you, ought to have known better; if I am punished it will serve me right. Oh! if you don’t hold your tongue! My risk is more than you have any idea of.” All was said in a way as if she were preaching, and looking me full in the face. She refused what I wanted and avoided me, but it was impossible for her altogether to escape me. Risking everything, emboldened by impunity with Charlotte, I used to clutch her knees, and put my head up her clothes, kissing and smelling her motte, I began to love the smell of it. She used to dislodge me, and neither made a noise, nor uttered a word in doing so —indeed she rarely spoke at any time. But it is difficult for a woman who has been fucked by a man to refuse him again; I watched my opportunities, my conversation broken as it was, and rarely but for a minute at a time, was one repetition of lustful wants and prayers; I used to pull my prick out, beg her to see and feel it. At length she did, saying, “May God forgive me for my weakness.” That day I fucked her again standing in the kitchen, and a second time a few hours afterwards in the dusk, which experience began to show me was the time she was most accessible; the other servant was somewhere in the house at the time I recollect. After that her manner changed, she ceased to resist; but when I asked her to go to a house with me, she said, “No, no, I am not coming to that.” Now, though tranquil, she was more capricious, sometimes letting me feel her, or do it to her with impatience; at other times with evident desire to please; but I was so often baulked, and I plagued her so incessantly to meet me somewhere, that at length she did, saying, “Well, it little matters, as I have made my bed, so I must lie on it.” I did not know then what she meant by that. She got a holiday, we had food at a tavern, went to the house to which I first took Charlotte, and into the same room; what a reminiscence! As I got to the door, she looked nervously round and said, “I may as well be hung for a sheep as a lamb.” It was a joyous day for me. Once in the house she became gay and amatory, threw off all restraint, and abandoned herself to sexual enjoyment in a way she never did but twice again. She was simply dressed as was customary with servants in those days. Soon I had her standing naked before me with but boots and stockings on. And what a sight she was. Quite five feet eight high, stout, yet as it seemed to me then, without a single part of her body either flabby or shapeless, her skin was of such dazzling whiteness that her white stockings looked dull by contrast, very light brown hair, which when pulled out nearly hung to her waist, the hair of her cunt and arm-pits in quantity of a lighter golden brown; all looked much darker than their true colour, against the dazzling whiteness of the skin. Ample calves and thighs, breasts firm as ivory, her arms to match in plumpness and whiteness, her hands alone discoloured by work, looked dark against the rest of her glorious person. I recollect this all well, and that at that time I disliked light-haired women, but in her suddenly, the light hair appeared to me lovely. She changed in manner that day from a condescending matron, to a lover of my own age; had the complacency of a gay woman, tempered with modesty. I had no notion of baudily posturing women which I learned in after life, but had an innate love and perception of all that was beautiful, and began placing her in attitudes favorable to the contemplation of her charms. She complied with all; from belly to side, from side to back I turned her; she smiled as if pleased, curious, and astonished; and when I turned to quench my passion in her, she met me with an ardour less demonstrative, but more stifling and satisfying than Charlotte; it was a worry to think that I had twice lucked her, and seemed to have finished each time before I had began fucking. The firmness of her flesh impressed me, whether I put my finger between the cheeks of her arse or between her thighs I could with difficulty get it away; she could have cracked a nut between either. The next wonder was the hair of her cunt, which was long but curly; I now see that she could not have pissed without wetting it, which accounted for her always what we youths used to call mopping it, after she had piddled. The cunt looked twice as big as Charlotte’s, but the prick-hole seemed to me smaller; and whether my finger or my prick was in it, seemed to grasp it tightly. My prepuce used to give me then at times pain just before, or when I spent in Charlotte; in Mary I scarcely seemed to feel it, and afterwards a quiet sort of grinding of her cunt, prolonged my pleasure until my penis left it. I was so new to the work, that all those differences impressed me, I compared and thought of them constantly. She gave no violent writhes, nor twists, nor jerked her arse, nor wriggled as she spent, but just as my short thrusts came on, her belly used gradually to heave up and grow into mine; her cunt almost seemed to be sucking my prick, whilst it throbbed and jetted its sperm into her; my hardest thrusts never hurt; Charlotte used to complain if my prick was too vigorous in her. Then when her pleasure was over, lolling her tongue against mine, and sucking my very breath from me, she quietly subsided; leaving me to lay in her, until with a kiss, she would gently doze off with me in her arms. A taste had developed as said, which I have retained to the present time. I loved to see a woman piddle, used to make Charlotte do it as often as I could, to place my hand under the stream, and feel its splash on my fingers; and if chance let me hear the rattle in a pot, or see a woman rising up from the attitude, my prick used to stand. I did this with her greatly to her astonishment, she resented it so much that I never repeated it : singular that a woman who would let me lay and kiss her cunt, or put finger and prick up it; should refuse to let me see the water come from it — but so it was. Charlotte I loved, and used to feel as if she were part and parcel of me for life, when I was up her, with Mary I thought of thighs, backside, cunt, and her other parts, without much liking her beyond the desire of spending in her. My impression is that I must have fucked that day, as much as I ever did in my life on one day; my mother remarked that I looked ill and worn out when I got home, and again fell on her favorite belief that I was overstudying. How she could have permitted a young man to be so often in the kitchen, and near to female servants, seems to me a marvel of stupidity, — but she did. Nothing opens a man and woman’s heart to each other like fucking. A woman laying satisfied by your side, her cunt bedewed with your spunk, with fingers touching your prick, and mouth fresh from contact with yours; will tell you more than she will at any other time. She did that day. She had thought me a mere boy, getting baudy with coming manhood, and had liked me. My quiet, demure manner, made her imagine that such an attack from me, was among the most improbable things; when I began she made up her mind to leave, but then came the mystery, — there were circumstances which rendered it needful for her to stay where she was, if possible — what they were she would not say. My assault on her in the bedroom and all that followed upset all her ideas, filled her mind with images of lust and pleasure, and left that undefined sensation and unsatisfied longing which is known as randiness. I suddenly seemed a man to her. My spending in her hand upset her still more. I asked if that had made her let me have her. She replied, “I gave up the self denial of years, abandoned my intentions, and let you do it; when you pushed me into the garden parlour I intended to let you as I went in, I had not quite intended before.” There was the greatest difficulty after that day in getting her, for my mother seemed always in my way, and objected to my being in the kitchen. Mary never helped me as Charlotte used, as cook indeed she could not. She ran no risks, and was never in a hurry, so where I had Charlotte half a dozen times, I could scarcely get Mary once. She met me out again, and in a fortnight asked for another holiday. It astonished my mother, for more than a year she scarcely had gone out, and never had taken a whole holiday. What another day of ballocking it was, in that old, snug, baudy house — but we had a quarrel there. Even with my inexperience, I knew she was different from Charlotte at the first poke. I used in my mind to compare the differences. Charlotte’s curiosity, the manifest novelty of fucking to her, even for a couple of months after her splitting and bleeding; was so different from the steady, quiet, well satisfied way with which Mary copulated. Pondering over this, I wondered if she had been done before, how often, and by how many, or had I been the first? The idea of asking her was always floating through my brain. That day I said to her as her face was towards mine on the pillow, and I was toying with her bubbies, “I wonder who had you before me.” She sat up, looked me steadily in the face, and replied, “You have no right to ask me, you are not my husband.” “But tell me.” “I shall not, it is an impertinence; how can a youth like you know anything about first or second.” I blurted out, “Because when first I did it to Char—” the name was almost out of my mouth, but I stopped in time, “when I first had a young woman (correcting myself), I could not easily get into her, it tore my prick, and she bled.” “Who was it ?” said she. “Oh! a young woman.” “But who was it?” I did not reply. “Was it Charlotte?” and she looked me hard and full in the face. “No,” said I. “Now was it? Tell me,” said she bending over, kissing and coaxing me. “No, it was not.” “I believe it was, you once said she was young, and had dark brown hair — it was she.” In vain I denied it. “I felt sure it was, and with a youth like you! Is it possible you can have harmed that nice girl! What a wretched, wicked lot you all are, you will be as bad as the others.” Then she suddenly said, “Mind, you have sworn solemnly never to mention to any living soul about me; oh! once forget yourself, and it’s all up with a woman.” Then she laid down, again her manner became quiet and voluptuous — another fuck followed. I again tried the question. She settled me by saying, “If ever you ask me that question again, I will not let you have me afterwards,” and I never did ask her that I can recollect until just before she felt us. But she for some time after asked me questions about my first woman, “was she tall? were her teeth as good as hers?” and so on. How far she satisfied herself that it was Charlotte, she never said; for I don’t recollect that she mentioned her name again, and I gave wrong de***********ions; but may have got more information than I meant her to have, as she asked me at odd times when I was off my guard. A third time, to the still greater surprise of my mother, she took a holiday. We spent it at the house, and she exhausted me and herself. For a day or two afterwards she gave me every chance at home, and we fucked furiously. She took to calling me a dear fellow, when her tongue was not against mine, but which was always the case when our mouths got together; and I imagine now, must have been a greater luxury to her than it was then to me. Soon after she received several letters which I said were from her lover. “I wish they were,” said she. Then she took ill, and when better, refused me altogether. I had opportunities, but she would not. I said I wished I had never seen her; she said she wished so too, for she was fond of me, although it was ridiculous at her age and mine. Afterwards when mother was one evening at the bottom of the garden, Eliza gone out to the library. I seized Mary as she closed the shutters; kissing and begging her. She opened her thighs, my fingers were on her clitoris; she kissing me at intervals said: “Oh! no, oh! I can’t, dear — I dare not Walter, Walter, you must not; I am a married woman, and am going home to my husband most likely. Soon afterwards she told me her history. Married seven years previously, her husband became dissipated and unfaithful; and from being a well-to-do tradesman, brought himself to the condition of a labourer. She forgave him until he gave her a disease, then she left him as she had threatened to do. Nothing he could say would induce her to have anything more to do with him. “Is there anything about me that a man could not be satisfied with for years?” she asked, as if I were a judge. She went home to her mother. He appears to have been fond of her. Love of women was his great fault; but the disease so set her against him, that all his entreaties were useless. Nevertheless she was his wife, and getting into the mother’s house one day, when she was alone (Mary), he fucked her with violence — and violent it must have been, for she was as strong as a horse. Directly afterwards she left and went to service in London, confiding only her address to her mother, taking a false name, and writing him, that if ever he found her out and annoyed her, she would go abroad. Her husband made the mother a sort of promise to keep steady for three months, but failed in doing so, went to America, had never ceased to write affectionate letters which came to her through her mother, and had recently written to say he had made a large sum of money, and was coming home. He had sent money home to the mother with instructions to settle it on Mary how she liked, provided she would come back to him. Afterwards she showed me his letters; they were well written, and in a style above a man of his position in life. She had lived in service ever since; with us she had then been a year and a half, and had had but two other places. One she left because a grown up son began to pay her too much attention. At the other the master — a married man — made love to her, and one day tried to force her. I know the last place, it was about three miles from us. This news came like a cold bath on me. It suited my taste to have a woman in the house. The idea of losing her was terrible. She refused me my pleasures. I doubted her truth at times, but whenever I did, she would fetch a letter as proof saying, “Now will you believe me?” She refused to say where her home had been, and what her real name was. I used to try to make out the postmark on her letters, but could not. They were negligent in those days in such matters, and postage was dear. And now I again asked if she had had any other but her husband and me; by all that was holy she declared she had not. “How came you to let me?” “God in heaven knows I” said she, “months ago if anyone had said such a thing was possible, I should have said it was ridiculous; I only thought of you as a tall boy, but that day I felt that my life was passing away without the pleasures of a woman; what you did kneeling down in the kitchen upset me, then I let you; though I thought I should ruin myself by doing so.” She cared but little for her husband, for he had caused her to lead the life of a widow for years. “Suppose I had done anything wrong,” said she, “and he had found it out, he would have cast me away; but you men can do what you like, and we poor women have to submit.” “But why go back?” “Four months ago I would not have done so, but you have made me find out I am a woman after all; you will understand that better as you grow older. Not many would have kept chaste as I have done until that night. Now I mistrust myself. I am getting fond of you, but what could come of it? And if anything came to the ears of my mother and friends, who are respectable, I should drown myself. I have got plenty of will of my Awn, although I am quiet.” “You don’t care much about poking?” “I have had my wants, but suppressed them,” she replied. “What did you do?” “Oh I” said she in an off hand way, “what other unmarried women do, I suppose.” “Frigged yourself.” She gave a nod and said, “And not often that.” I thought of what Charlotte had told me, but held my tongue. I tried to get at her at intervals, but it was no use. “It’s caprice,” said I with my prick out, “you let me when I wanted it three weeks ago, why not now?” “I can’t, — I dare not, — it might be certain ruin now.” “What does a fellow care about ruin, when his hand is outside a cunt, and his prick is like an iron rod?” Twice as strong as me, she could at all times have escaped me, unless sexual desire was strong on her; desire gives a man force, but it takes away a woman’s force. She rose up, nor would she continue talking, until I had buttoned up my prick and promised not to touch her; that done, she said, “Would you wish to ruin me? You might if I let you, I have been very ill as you know, was in the family way, my monthlies stopped, and I have brought them on. When I was in trouble that way, I let you do what you like, now I am going home, what would become of me if I were in the family way then? This explained all. I had never given her a present, I never gave Charlotte one; having then so little money. I never thought about it. I had now more, and offered to give her some if she wanted any. She showed me a saving-bank’s book. She had got nearly fifty pounds. I bought a pair of gold earrings for her, it was the first present I had even given a woman, and she was much pleased. I had I think some vague notion, that it —ISO— would induce her to let me have her; but if so, I was deceived. Mother seemed to be keeping at home to baulk me. My chemicals had been taken back into the garden parlour. I knew she wanted to go to my aunt’s; but one morning it was too hot, then it rained, and so on. How I restrained myself from frigging I don’t know, for I used to walk up and down my bed-room with my prick out stiff, and looking at it; at length a chance came — my last. Mother went to aunt’s, the ugly housemaid said, “As Master Tom wont be at home, do you mind my going out for a couple of hours?” “No,” said my mother, “when the cook is ready.” “Please will you tell the, cook Mamm’,” said she, “or she wont let me go.” I had then a tutor in mathematics who came on that day, but promised to fetch mother home. I had many times broken my promises to do so, to enable me to get at Mary. Mother said, “I hope you mean what you say, you are getting a man, and should never break your word.” Anxious to know when the house-maid would go, I asked her. “I am not going till five o’clock, sir,” said she, “unless you particularly want the books,” “That will be too late, for I am to fetch mamma home, — never mind.” I finished with my tutor, and out I went. But at about five o’clock came home near to the house, wondering if the housemaid had gone, (Mary I had not spoken a word to), waited in sight of the house, and at last saw a form I guessed to be the housemaid’s, going off fast towards the village; five minutes afterwards I knocked, and Mary opened the door. Said she, “What brings you home?” I said I was unwell, had a bad cold, could not go for my mother, would go to bed, would she fetch me a foot-bath, and went to my bedroom. I had been two days planning the thing, an old dodge it was though. It was hot and quite light, but I drew down the blinds, undressed and put on my nightgown; she brought the bath, we talked. She had not heard from her mother again, it was strange, — was she being played with? It took weeks then to get to America. I kissed and got closer to her, we were on the edge of the bed; I spoke of our meetings and our pleasures, she avoided the subject, said I should take cold, prayed me to have the foot-bath and go to bed. Gradually I got my hand on her thighs, how could she help it? — a woman who had been fucked by me a lot of times. But she was firm in refusing me. I lifted my night-shirt, my prick stood up, the shirt hanging at the back of it like clothes on the hook of a prop. Finding that useless, I threatened to frig myself and began the operation. She said I ought to be ashamed of myself, that she would leave if I did not desist, and turned to go, when I pulled her on to the bed. Soon my fingers were on her slit, her fingers on my prick. “I dare not let you, — oh! pray!” she said, but she was vanquished, silent, and tranquilly laid down on the bed; nature was too strong for her. I lifted her chemise, had a glimpse of the lovely plump calves, and large, fleshy thighs, as I threw myself impetuously upon her. My belly closed with hers, and pushing my knuckles through the hairs, I guided my prick towards her cunt, but alas! too late. The long abstinence and the excitement were too much for me; just as my fingers opened the cunt-lips, and my prick touched her cunt, throb — throb — gush — gush, and over my fingers, over her thighs, into the thicket of hair, on to the clitoris, on to the smooth, round bum-cheeks below — anywhere — everywhere excepting the right place, my sperm spurted out: and only the last drop remained just as I buried my prick in her. Then instead of meeting her humid tongue with mine, I sank on her breast kissing, yet damning and cursing like a dragoon, at my spoiled pleasure, — I had spent out of sheer copiousness of spunk, and excitement. Said she, “It is as well as it is, get off.” I made no reply, hoping my sexual force would return, for my prick was in her sheath. She moved to release herself. Stronger far than me, she could in any other attitude have easily done so; but the most difficult position for a woman to disengage herself from a man, is when he is on the top of her, well between her thighs, and clasping her backside tightly. As she moved there was no strong will in it; how could it be otherwise? She in the prime of life had been without it for weeks, nature was pleading for me, my prick was in her, my spunk all about her. To gain time I promised to get off in a minute. “Kiss me.” Our mouths and tongues met. It was like magic. A voluptuous throb passed through both of us, my prick stiffened to the full, a sympathetic grind of her cunt responded; again we were in the full tide of pleasure, fucking and spending together, the future was forgotten as we sunk quietly down. I had spent twice without uncunting; scarcely was it over than she pushed me off, and washed out her cunt in my foot bath. We sat on the side of the bed kissing and feeling each other, it was like the old time, the door wide open to hear the street door knocks. When the house-maid knocked, into bed I got; an hour afterwards home came my mother and into my bedroom. She approved of the hot foot-bath, but insisted on my taking a febrifuge. To keep up the sham, I took it, Mary brought it and stoodby, whilst my mother gave it to me; my prick was again standing like a prop at the sight of Mary, and as my mother pulled the bed-clothes over me, she might, if she had had eyes, seen my prick pushing them almost up. Next morning she gave notice to leave. I never had her again. On one or two occasions I felt her, and if there had been more time might perhaps have had her. At the end of a fortnight she told me that her monthlies were all right. From that day she resolutely refused to even let me feel her. “I don’t much care about going back,” said she; “I don’t think I shall be happy, but I do it for the best; at all events I shall have a home.” The day before she went she said, “Goodbye, God bless you, you are a good fellow,” but you will play mischief with many a poor girl here before you have done. “I like you very much, and shall always think of you.” I never heard of her after, and with her, passed from me the woman who is still in my recollelction as one of the most beautiful, and perfect in form; as one who gave me the greatest sexual pleasure, — but I was of course very young and inexperienced. My mother remarked that she was the most trust-worthy servant she ever had; but that there was a mystery about her. Her boxes were labelled for a place that the coach would not take her to, and her boxes were not like a servant’s. “I think she has been crossed in love and ran away,” said mother. Said I, “Perhaps she had gone off with a bobby,” it was a current joke then, policemen not having been long invented. My mother said in her severe way, “She is a virtuous woman, a youth like you should not utter ignorant jokes about women, especially about the humbler classes, to whom good reputation is everything.” I began to see plainer than ever, that I could humbug mother after that. Many of our conversations are told here in her very words, others as nearly as I can recollect them. I have often wondered at the way this woman behaved to me, talked to me, and all about her. The circumstances as they occurred, even at the time seemed peculiar; I felt as if I was wicked in getting into her, almost as if I was going to poke my mother; but I cannot attempt to analyze motives or sensations, I simply narrate facts. Certain it is, that I never have had a woman who in behaviour resembled Mary, in manner, conversation, and general behaviour, — I always felt as if she were a superior person to me, as if she were obliging me and not herself, and was putting me under an obligation, by letting me fuck her. Again lonely, I not only wanted cunt, but also the society of a woman, it was so sweet to see and talk, to some one I fucked; to do so secretly, was an additional charm, and I used to feel quite sad. I was then only eighteen.. To be Continued ------------------------- Notes; 1. During my visit to London for studies where we had an Old Ancestral Home, I stumbled on a family treasure. Apart from other things I also found a hump of books, diaries, and notes in the treasure which contained classic, Age-old, Erotic books, Novels, and Magazines probably collected by my Ancestors. They are all timeless and precious. They are a must-read for all erotica lovers. 2. Out of the aforesaid collection, presenting an amazing account which was first published in 1888, My Secret Life, by "Walter", is the memoir of a gentleman. 3. The book My Secret Life has been authored by "Walter". The identity of "Walter" is unknown. so the Original Authors are long dead or unknown. 4. My Secret Life, by "Walter", is the memoir of a gentleman describing the author's sexual development and experiences in Victorian England. It was first published in a private edition of eleven volumes, at the expense of the author, including an imperfect index, which appeared over seven years beginning around 1888. 5. The work in having 11 Volumes containing a total of 184 chapters apart from the Introduction & Preface. 6 All characters be read as of more than age of 18 years. 7. My sincere apologies to the author of the Novel and readers for editing, or modifying the underage content, if any, to make it suitable for publishing in Modern times.
When I was a teen student I used to visit this bar and socialize somewhat; being chatted up by guys as I held my drink between my tits. I was befriended by.a number of chicks; one of them was called Glam-Gill, or so I will call her here (but not to be confused with other 'alias Gill' chicks). Gill worked part-time washing up at this eating place. That and standing around on street corners for some reason! She had blond hair every-where from her huge long blond mane. She also wore cowboy type boots, a micro-skirt that was too small for her and a jacket. Bangles up her arms, make-up splashed on with enthusiasm, Gill often stamped her feet and complained to anyone who would listen that her boss was fucking her. It was hilarious and I used to giggle at her stories. "I just finished the evening shift and he dicked me again. Over the fucking table!' Well it sounded funny and I thought it was great. Then later she started confiding in me that her Boss 'Jim' was now ass-fucking her! I was astonished at this revelation and we all wondered why he was so crazy in the head that he fucked her ass rather than her pussy? She used to get pissed and got bent over by guys who fucked her pussy. We went shopping and she took me home with her and some guys a few times. Gill had been threatening to quit her job and one day she did. So she tells me that there was part-time job for me if I wanted it and gave me an evil look. Sure, sounded fun! More than a blow Job Miss! I went to the place and asked this guy there to see the boss, Jim, as Gill had sent me as a replacement washer. The guy was Jim he said and showed me into his office. I wondered if...he would rape me in there? But I went in after a big sigh... He asked me some questions. "Done it before?" "washing up? yeh lots of times..." it seemed a dumb question. "Got a boyfriend?" "yes." "Is he a criminal?" "No!" "Do you have sex with him?" wow! I started to get hot. "Yes. We often sleep over my place or his. We do it a lot." "So you are on the pill?" "ahh yess...?" "good. you are hired!" "thanks!" I was wet and excited and tingled with anticipation! When do I start? "Now!" He took me into the Kitchen and showed me the big industrial sink. Kitchen gloves, let them soak, the hot tap is scalding hot, he would unblock the sink when needed. health and safety...for the first week everything was normal. I got into the job, washing and drying the warm dishes and all. And after the waiters, I got to eat some really nice food too as a perk of the job! the odd time he pinched my ass, felt my fanny, touched my breast! I shrugged it off, sure it was horse play. Being friendly. Well After the first week Jim got a whole lot more friendly. He used to feel my ass a lot as I stood at the sink washing uo. I ignored him. One time I went into the store room and saw one of the girls on her knees in fron of Jim. His dick was in her mouth and she was sucking him off! I watched open mouthed and then squeezed past them. Jim told me not to say anything about it. That's Me Fucked ! "Still here?" Jim asked one day. "that's good, Gemma, very good!" "Yes boss". I was washing up - I did hours of it. I felt Jim behind me, his hot breath on my neck and his hands on my hips and ass again - as usual. He rubbed himself against me as I carried on washing up, oblivious to his fun and games. His hand slid up my legs and under my skirt. I shivered and gasped. Then he outrageously lifted up my skirt to around my hips! And I was not wearing any knickers! His hands felt my bare ass and slid inbetween my legs to my cunt. Oh fuck! So I told him that I was trying to wash up, but my voice was all shaky, like my legs. My heart was racing and I was getting hot. Then his fingers went up my pussy and he began to wank me. well, either I stayed or I quit... so I stayed. His fingers moved inside my wet cunt and then he removed them. I breathed a seep sign of relief! Then he violently pushed me forward and my tits got soaking wet in the sink and I got wahing up liquid bubbles in my hair. I gripped the sides of the sink so that I did not get a dunking! "Shit!" I exlaimed. WTF? Then I was amazed and astonished as his dick, which he had got out, slid up my thigh as he pulled one of my legs to the side - and further apart. Then I felt his dick enter into my cunt from behind and slide up my pussy. He was inside me! His dick was inside me! I didn't know what to do. It was surreal and I didn't think this would happen to me, despite what Gill had said. I moaned and groaned as his dick slid in my cunt and his hand held my hips as he fucked me. fuck fuck fuck. And I enjoyed it. I was embarrassed but I also orgasmed two body wrecking times (or more) I felt him cum, and he pulled out still spurting cum from his dick down my legs, knee and over my shoe! "oh fuck wow" I groaned in a very husky voice. and I thought he was going to fire me for some silly reason. I felt Jim wipe my legs with a tissue and then he rubbed it between my legs too. Then he lowered my skirt over my bare ass. I chanced a look over my shoulder at him. He told me I was doing a good job and should get back to work. I laughed! And I went back to washing up! "fucker" I called to him as he left. the heavies On the way out that night two of the girls blocked the door in front of me. "hey let me get past", I said. They remained silent for a time, looking at each other... oh shit! not girl politics! "ok what is it?" I asked. "What It is - is that you don't loose us our jobs." "yeh so you keep quiet so He doesn't get put in prison." "or we find you and beat you up, slag? you understand." My mouth fell open! They knew! "I promised I would keep hush and not tell and that...I Was a slag. No big deal!" satisfied with me, the two chicks opened the door for me and I was relieved to walk out into the cool night air. "Back tomorrow?" they cat called to me. "yes sure! why not?" they laughed, the menace had left them. "slaag!" - but this time it was friendly. And I did return to my job! I had great sex with my boyfriend that night, I was as horny as fuck!
Her name was Stephanie. I met her in highschool in Orange County, California, where she was the lead cheerleader and, the legend is true: The lead cheerleader is always an annoying bitch. But extremely hot. She was easily one of the top 5 girls I've ever seen in my life. She was 17 years old, 5'10 and blonde She weighed 100 pounds. She had the cutest face and gorgeous blue eyes, nice full lips. For a cheerleader she had pretty decent tits, about C32s! Her ass was like a peach, nice and plump and just the right size. One of the most perfect asses I've ever seen! Especially when she wore her booty shorts during practice I'd watch her ass move about and jiggle as she danced and flipped around. So that her tits didn't bounce around and make her routines difficult, she had a sports bra that pushed them against her chest and and they looked fuller. I wanted to take a bite out of them! Her tummy was nice and flat. Her legs were nice and long, smooth and defined. She had the healthiest skin! I was 18 and graduating that year. I'm Asian and 5'9. My cock was only about 5 inches. Although I did martial arts so I was well build and athletic, my ex GF told everyone that my cock was small, so I was kind of a loser and no chick wanted to date me. Stephanie started dating one of the biggest douche bags of the school. His name was Ben, and he was one of the receivers for the football team. He was 6'2 and buff as hell. Scary to be honest. One day during lunch he walked past me and pushed my tray upwards as I was holding it and all my food spilled onto my chest. "That's for checking out my girl during her practice!" said Ben as his friends and Stephanie started laughing. I swung at him and punched him in the mouth. My strike was pretty damaging, as I did korean martial arts my whole childhood. He was bleeding from his bottom lip. He swung at me until he landed a punch on my nose and said "You're gonna pay for this you small pricked fucking chink!" he said and he left. I was jumped later that day by him and his friends. 2 guys held me as I was beaten repeatedly by Ben. He punched my face over and over again. Then out of nowhere Stephanie appeared. They brought me to the ground and open my legs spread eagle. Stephanie then kicked me in the nuts as hard as she could and said. "Never hurt my boyfriend again, or next time I'll kick until both your balls are broken, not that you'd need them anyway." Stephanie said and they then left me there and drove off. I just laid there for about an hour, trying to ignore the pain. ...... That's the story on why I hate her. And now the revenge. I graduated and joined the police force. She was still in highschool on her last year. I had been stalking her through Facebook. She was still dating that asshole. I wanted to rape her but had no clue how. Then the idea hit me as I was doing apprentice police work. ..... "They got Razor!!" said a gang member. "Let him go please!" My senior and I were arresting a drug lord suspect. This was one of the biggest latino gangs in California, the name I cannot say. "I can't help you man, I'm not even a real cop yet!" I said. "I'll give you money man! We need him! He's Family, let him go!" the gang member said again. "I cant do anything about it though!" I said. Then I left the gang's turf along with my senior and the other 12 police cars. ......... The year after that I was done with my training and I was a real cop, finally. The case of the drug lord was handed over to my by my senior as he was also promoted. I had been dreaming up her her rape for a year. Knowing one day it will happen, I bought the most expensive dick enlargement pills in the market and had been taking them daily for over 10 months. My cock was now a massive 9.5 inches long. I say massive because the girth was also exceptionally huge. About the diameter of a door knob. I had the balls to go to the turf again. "Hey, it's one of the cops from last year!!!" A guy yelled and they scattered. "No, I just want to, talk!" I said. Three guys pointed guns at me. "What makes you think we won't shoot you right now?" said one of the gangsters. "BECAUSE I CAN RELEASE RAZOR NOW, DON'T SHOOT!" I yelled. "I am in charge of the case now, but I don't want money." "What do you want then, pig?" the gangster asked. "I need you to help me rape a girl. I want no less than 100 of your people to rape her with me, I have studied your gang for over a year now, I know you can EASILY gather 100 or more of your guys, you have thousands in your gang." "Even if I give you 100 people, how will we know you will give us Razor? Bring him to us first." he said. "No, my friend. You are less trustworthy than I am. You help me rape her first, then I will release him from the prison. You are free to videotape the part where I rape her. If I don't break Razor out, show the video to the cops and I will be locked up for being involved. You guys at least get free pussy. Trust me, she is one of the hottest chicks alive." I told them. I showed them a picture of Stephanie. "DAMN!!! She is FINE! Okay, but this one is for Razor! And since you studied us, I'm sure you know what we'll do to you if you don't give us Razor. Us showing the video to the cops should be the least of your concern." the gangster said. "Don't worry, If I have to get my own ass arrested to break out Razor, I'll do it. As long as I get to rape Stephanie, I could die the day after for all I care. I'll still be satisfied. Give me your number and I will call you when I have the bitch in my trunk. Where is a safe place to do this?" I told them. "In an underground lair in Los Angeles, no one will be able to hear her or disturb us. Here are the directions." he hands me a peice of paper. "Pleasure doing business." he said and we split. "Oh, and by the way, this is happening tonight. I expect your men at the lair in a few hours." I told him and drove off. ..... It was 11pm. I looked up Stephanie C. in the police computer and scrolled down till I found the right one. She was an hour away from turning 19, but I already knew that. At midnight its her 19th birthday and I want to ruin it. That's why I picked tonight. She graduated and is actually training to be a Victoria's Secret Model now, interesting. I kept looking until I found her address. Bingo. I called her from my office. A lady answered. "Hello?". It was Stephanie. I know her voice too well. I hung up and drove there. I made sure to cover most my face with my police hat by tilting it down and I knocked on her door. "This is the police!" I said in a deep voice she answered the door confused. "I was sleeping! I didn't do anything wrong. What the fuck do you want, pig?! I have a big day tomorrow." said Stephanie "Yes you do, YES YOU DO... Stephanie." I grabbed her wrist, twisted it and tazed her neck with my stun gun and she dropped limp. I started duct taping her mouth and cuffed her wrists to ankles behind her back. It took 3 pairs of cuffs. I made sure she didn't see me because I wanted her to be more submissive in the beginning of her rape, you'll see why. But if she knew it was me, she'd resist too much. I put her in the trunk and went back in the house to look and find anyone who lives there that might follow me, such as her mom. I looked upstairs and found Ben, sleeping. Bitch lives with him now? I pistol whipped him and he woke up. "WHAT THE FUCK?!?!" He yelled holding his head. I grab him by the neck. "Remember me? Motherfucker? I am gonna rape the shit out of Stephanie, go on, tell the cops, they'll never find her in time. Don't worry, you'll get her back alive. Pregnant, but alive." I told him. He sprung up and started throwing punches at me I blocked most and landed a straight right punch to his balls. As he was hunched over I said "Since you think striking a man in the balls is fair, there you go." I pistol whipped him once more in the head and he blacked out. I cuffed him to a pipe and taped his mouth so that he didn't snitch before I broke Razor out. I drove to the lair and found not 100, but about 200 men! The pic I gave the original gangster must have caught alot of eyes... I explained "Here are the rules! 1. Do not beat her in any way that is not open handed, slap her as much as you want, but don't hit her otherwise. In other words no unnecessary violence. I want her body as preserved as possible for as long as possible. 2. The first thing we are gonna do is line up in an estimated line of smallest to biggest dick so that she gets more and more cock as it goes along. I get dibs though! 3. So that we all get blow jobs, we will lie to her and say that if she sucks every single one of us off and swallows the cum, we will let her go without raping her. She can't know it's me so I will wear a mask only in the beginning. 4. When she's done sucking us all off, we rip off any clothes left on her and we rape her anyway! In all holes. Am I clear!?" They all cheer and say "YEAH!!!!!!" I pulled the bitch out of the trunk and she was wearing a black tank top and pajama pants. I carried her to a private room and I uncuffed her ankles but left her hands cuffed behind her. I had a "Jason" style hockey mask on. "Listen honey, you are really beautiful, that's why I kidnapped you, I just want us all to get some head, I PROMISE I will let you go without touching any other hole. If you don't, that pussy and ass will be destroyed, and we will kill you." I told her as I held her with a hand full of her hair. I dropped her to her knees. "And 2 more things. You can't use your hands, and you have to swallow ALL the cum." I pulled my massive cock out, it was already hard from the idea and it sprung out and was less than an inch from her face. A tear dropped down her eye as she watched the huge cock practically staring at her. She was looking right at her doom. I pulled the tape off her mouth. "Please don't make me do this, I'm sure we can figure someth-mhhhfff!" She said as I stuffed her mouth with the cock, afraid to be killed, she let it in. I was so huge, she was only sucking off my head. After a bit of slurping she pulled me out to get some air and I stuffed it back in her, hitting her throat. She coughed and gagged. By this time I had so much pre cum her throat entrance was lubricated. "Swallow the pre cum, babe." I commanded. She looked up at me with those gorgeous blue frightened eyes, and she swallowed what was almost a teaspoon of precum juice. Now her whole throat was lubed up. I shoved the cock in her throat. It took a bit of strength, but I was finally able to force the head in her throat. She gagged and coughed really loud, stood up and pushed me away with her knee. "That fucking hurts! Let me fucking breathe!" She whimpered and and sobbed for a bit. "Don't worry, you're almost done with this one, the biggest one, the rest of the cocks are alot easier I promise. I'm about to cum so get back on it!" I told her and dropped her back to her knees. As she sobbed, she sucked my massive cock's head for another minute straight. The pills I took also increased how rapidly I produce cum, so I probably had the biggest load out of all of the guys. "Look up at me as you do it, babe!" I said as I slapped her. The second she looked up and her gorgeous blue eyes made eye contact with my eyes, I busted and pumped 2 tablespoons of hot white cum right into her mouth. I pulled her chin up with my finger and said "Swallow it." She closed her eyes and swallowed the whole load, then coughed a bit at the end. Guess it didn't taste very good. "Good girl." I gave her one last pat on the cheek, started to leave the room. "That was some good shit, holmes!" a gangster says with a camcorder. "What!? You didn't say you were gonna film anything!" Stephanie said, worried. I ignored her. "DON'T FILM ANY MORE OF THIS PLEASE!!!" she cried and burst in tears. There was ten guys in the room that she have me head in. I hope she doesn't actually believe she will only suck off 10 guys, she had not yet seen the others. She tried to hide her face from the camera. One guy grabbed her by the hair and tilted her face to the camera "Say hi to the camera, pretty girl!" he said and the guys in the room started laughing at her. At that point I closed the door behind me. I walked out, and past the door there was a stretch, and there was a line of another 20 guys lined up against the wall. I kept walking and turned the corner and there was the other approximate 170 men, in a seemingly endless line.
Since the pandemic, my business has been hit hard. I sell the finest dildos of any sex shop in the city, and we have very high operating costs to keep a nice environment for our more well-off customers. This is no shady sex shop- this is for the kinky rich. And for shoplifters. Lately we've been dealing with at least one shoplifter a day, stealing expensive dildos to fence online. We lose hundreds of dollars a day, and something absolutely had to be done. One week, I started a new tactic to keep shoplifters at bay. For about two weeks, the same girl had come every single day to buy more dildos. Now, I figured she was simply a very horny girl, or possibly a whore. She was a very skinny blonde, barely 18, who wore trashy clothes every day and looked like a stereotypical white thot. I didn't bother to consider that she had been the one doing ALL of the shoplifting- stealing thousands of dollars worth of dildos, sex machines, and other toys over a few weeks. The way she disguised herself was by buying one cheap item every day. However, on Monday I secretively put up a theft detection system. Sure enough, our horny girl was stealing our dildos. I pulled her aside and closed the shop, since she was the only person in the store. I took her back to the storage room and demanded my products back. "What's your name?" I asked. "Carlie". "Carlie, I know you've been stealing dildos. But how many have you lifted off me?" "About... Uh... Like 50?" "Holy shit!", I exclaimed. I grabbed my inventory sheet, and discovered that we were missing fourty-seven dildos. "I want ALL of them back, Carlie. Where are they?" "They're in my car! I like to masturbate back there! What's wrong with you, creep?" "It's my fucking business! I want my dildos back!" I yelled at her. I grabbed a pair of handcuffs from the kink section and cuffed her to a chair in the storage room, using them for their intended purpose- holding criminals. "Give me your fucking keys!" I screamed. "Okay, okay, chill brooooo!" she sighed. I ran out to her car and unloaded the trunk, and came back to her with all 47 dildos in a bag. I emptied the bag onto the table in front of her. "Ah yes, I noticed that one!" I said as I picked up the footlong glass dildo. "Dude, this is creepy just call the cops!" she said. "Well, since you're too dumb to catch on, let me just say it, Carlie. If you fuck me we can skip the police and you can just go home!" "Uh... Okay... but like... How long for?" she stuttered. "Oh, I think... 47 hours! One for each dildo you relieved me of!" "What? So I'll have to come back?" Carlie said indignantly. "Yeah, just come in this week and fuck a few hours every day." "Ugh fine! Just normal sex though, okay?" "UM NO!" I said, stunned at her audacity. "Whatever the fuck kind of sex I want!" "Ugh, OKAY! You're, like, so, like, MEAN!" Carlie whined. I decided her punishment would start today. I informed the girl of her sex schedule, much to her anger. "Okay slut, so we're gonna fuck for 2 hours today, then 5 hours for 9 days". "THATS SO MUCH! I CANT DO THAT!" she bitched. "What, do you have a job?" I sneered at her. "No, I just sell dildos online..." "Ah, well your business is done then anyway! So you're not too busy, what's your excuse then?" "Ugh, nothing. Fine. You can fuck me five hours a day..." ----- MONDAY I slowly slipped my hand under her crop-top shirt and grabbed her tits. Her hands were still tied behind her back to the chair, leaving her helpless as I fondled her boobs. Carlie had very small tits, long straight blonde hair and blue eyes. She also had a medium-large ass, that contrasted sharply with her thin body. I continued to enjoy myself as I groped her from behind. After a few minutes, I released her from her cuffs and grabbed her with both arms by the midriff, manhandling her and shoving her face down onto the cold metal table. I spread-eagled her face down. I tied her hands and feet to each corner of the table, leaving her bare and naked body cold and shaking. I started her punishment by shoving my finger into her exposed pussy. "Aaaaaaaah!" Carlie squealed as I fingered her. She was very tight, and her pussy was getting wet, though she did not want to admit that. I stuck another finger in, and rubbed her clit between them. Carlie continued to squeal softly as I rubbed her. I continued until she was satisfactorily wet. Then the real fun began.. "Carlie, I'm going to use this dildo you stole on you." I explained. "Jesus! You're so cruel!". "No, stealing my shit that I need to make a living is cruel, slut!" I snapped at her. I stuck my fist into her pussy all at once. Carlie screamed in agony as I stretched out the fingers, making sure to scratch her pussy painfully. "OWWWWWWW! AGH! STOP! STOP!" she yelled. "Want to go to jail? If not, I'll keep going!" She started to cry as I savaged her puss, fisting her over and over. When I was done, I started her anal punishment. I grabbed a bottle of lube and rubbed my finger with it, and began sliding it up Carlie's butt. Whether she wanted to or not, her face started to show pleasure as I curled my finger, stimulating the walls of her butthole. Just like I did to her pussy, I slid more and more of my hand in until I was fisting her. "Please... Please stop... I feel... So full!" She groaned as my fist loosened her mostly-dry butt. I rapidly ripped my fist out of her and stuck in a long, veiny black dildo. I pumped the dildo in and out, balls deep then back out again. I continued until her anus was gaping wide just like the pornos showed, except that the dildo, like my fist was smeared with her shit. I used that to my advantage. To further teach her that she was my toy now, I forced her to lick my dirty hand and dildo clean. Stinking and helpless, it dawned on her that I was her master now. With half an hour left for her first daily fucking, I made sure to give her a painful finish. I seized her and unzipped my pants. It was time for the main event. I forcefully and cruelly shoved my dick into her asshole. Carlie yelped as I shoved it in. Instead of pounding her, I just pressed as deep as I could inside her and held for a full twenty minutes. Then, I began to slowly, then not-so-slowly, work my way up to a rough fuck. As I piledrivered her, she sobbed. She couldn't believe how fast and rough I was pounding her booty, so she just cried for me to stop. However, no amount of pleading could stop me. I just pounded away, until I reached the edge of cumming. I quickly pulled out, leaving her rectum sore. I then shoved my dick into Carlie's snatch, burying my cock so deep I touched her cervix. "GOD! NO! STOP! IM NOT ON THE FUCKING PILL!" she shrieked. This didn't stop me. I had a bottle of morning after pills sitting around in the store, so I went ahead and finished inside her. She screamed and begged for me to stop, but I blew the biggest cum load of my life inside her. --- Tuesday coming soon
The Making of a Damaged Man • This is my first story. The first part will have little to no sex as I am going to start with a back story which is based on my life. The events that I will be writing about have happened to me. The names will be changed to protect the not so innocent. I will switch to fiction when the revenge starts, but I feel the back story or history whichever you may call it is important to understand where the main character is coming from. Now here is the question will he be good or evil as he gets revenge on those who damaged him. Jamie’s childhood. Jamie’s childhood was good until his younger brother and sister came along. After they came along his parents made him feel like he could not do anything right. To add insult to injury his mother and sister’s birthdays were within days of his so it was always about them. He never got birthday parties or even a type of cake he liked. Jamie was always in trouble getting beaten or grounded over the most trivial of things. Meanwhile his brother and sister could basically get away with murder and not get the slightest punishment. As time went on Jamie could tell his parents did not really care about him to the point he would be sent to school sick as could be and told to make sure he did not get sent home. Jamie’s paternal grandmother lived three houses down from him, but he never knew the woman. One time his cousin was staying with there, so thinking nothing of it Jamie went to see his cousin just to have the bitch call the cops on him. Now Jamie’s maternal grand parents were nice to him, but they lived over an hour away . The Bullying It started off at a young age with the name calling and such coming from his fellow students and parents. Then in third grade it escalated. Here is the incident that really affected Jamie. He was in the classroom during recess after lunch minding his own business. The students were learning how to use the encyclopedia that year so there was a bookcase full of them in the classroom. The teacher was not present due to it being after lunch recess. Jamie was sitting at his desk when he heard one of his bullies named Jay tell another named Mike “ Hold him ”. Next thing Jamie knew he was hit real hard in the back of the head with something that turned out to be one of the encyclopedias. Now Jamie was an average size kid but scrawny with little to no muscle. He ended up with a concussion from the hit and had the effects of the concussion for over a week , and what punishment did the bullies get a half hour detention after school for one day. Jamie was then told by his parents that if he ever fought back he would get it even worse from them. His parents did not do or say anything about how little punishment his bullies got just furthering the feeling Jamie had that they did not care. After that all through school Jamie would get bullied by everyone, because they knew he could not fight back. Jamie started to avoid others after this. His parents made him keep participating in the one extra curricular activity that he did probably just to get him away from them. So more bullying came from that because one of the other fathers would butcher his last name which the kids would further twist to make it like he was not a male. Middle School Well the summer before middle school started, he thought maybe he could get a new start with all the other students coming from the other elementary schools, but he would be sadly mistaken. First off during the summer he went through a growth spurt so he had to get a bunch of new clothes to fit him. It turns out that of course his mother made sure to embarrass him by only letting him get his stuff from discount and second hand stores or the cheapest she could get even including hand me downs from someone he never even met. Then secondly when he did start school he was so socially withdrawn he could not hardly talk to anybody. He would try and talk and all he would do is embarrass himself to whoever he approached. In the first months of middle school Jamie was being bullied on the school bus, so he walked home taking over two hours to get home and his parents didn’t care to try and find him , but they sure as hell punished him. Eventually Jamie got a small break and was able to join a table full of girls from another school for lunch. He mainly just sat there and listened to them talk to each other : maybe occasionally he would say something. Jamie started to get a crush on a couple of the girls because they treated him nicely. Well that all changed when his bullies started sitting at the table, and as anybody could figure out Jamie was shut out once again. After that Jamie just gave up and started sitting by himself which he continued until he left school. While middle school was going on Jamie’s father started drinking excessively, to the point of almost a case of beer a night. Jamie’s father was a mean drunk and the slightest things could set him off. Unknown to Jamie’s parents he knew they were having affairs on each other his mother with a coworker, and his father with an accountant. To get away from it all Jamie worked at summer camp for two years. The first year he tried to make friends and fit in which didn’t work, so basically he just did what he needed to get along. During that summer he started smoking to try and fit in and found that it helped relax him . As they were doing the wrap up of the season a marching band was using a couple of the cabins and practicing on the field. When the week ended there was a dance that all could attend. So Jamie tried to get a dance with some of the girls just to be constantly turned down. He ended up leaving the dance early with tears in his eyes returning to his tent. While Jamie was at camp that summer a colored family moved into the neighborhood. The day after Jamie got home the police showed up at his house to charge him with racial vandalism. The only thing that stopped the whole process was he was hours away at the camp when it occurred. The next year of school went like the previous one where he just stuck to himself and did the minimum to get by with the bullies constantly harassing him. One of the instances he was riding the bus to school listening to the Walkman he bought for himself. When the upper class girl just grabbed and slammed his head against the window really hard for no reason. He went in to school with a severe headache and reported it to the office just to have nothing done about it. The second summer he worked at the same summer camp. It wasn’t as bad as the previous year he made a few temporary friends after he got into a fight because of being called names. He was in his tent the one night when lightning struck about thirty feet away. While Jamie was smelling the ozone from the strike he wondered why it could not have hit him and put him out of his misery. High School It was more of the same constantly being bullied all the time and being a loner. Jamie got a job for after school as soon as he turned 16. He got his drivers permit and license as soon as possible, but all the money either went to his parents to pay for insurance or to buy things he needed that his parents should have bought. He basically took care of himself from that point on cooking, doing laundry and such by himself. In his junior year he was in a class that only had four students. The teacher was a nice middle age single women that Jamie would not have minded having sex with. Well being the class was so small and they were all doing much better than expected. The teacher decided to treat them all to dinner at a nice restaurant after school. Jamie got permission from his parents to ride home from school with one of the others in the class to get ready for the dinner, but what Jamie didn’t know was the boy did not have permission to drive to and from school. So on the way off school property they got stopped and told to report to the office first thing the next day. The dinner went very nicely with some really good food. Jamie reported to the office the next morning to find out he was suspended for one day. Jamie had to go straight from school to work that day. He tried calling home to let his parents know what happened with no success. This was before cell phones and his parents didn’t have an answering machine. He finished his shift and went home. The key he had was to the kitchen door. No sooner than he stepped in the house he sees his father at the kitchen table with a bottle of hard liquor that he never drank. Jamie’s dad was a beer drinker not a hard alcohol drinker. Jamie thinks to himself “Oh Shit” , before he can say anything his father launches out of his chair and grabs him by his shirt spins him around to slam him into the big side by side refrigerator that was constantly full , rocking it. Jamie finally tells his father “ I didn’t know he didn’t have permission to drive dad, but I had you and mom’s permission .” Jamie’s father said “ Get the hell out of my sight and you are grounded for a month. Outside of work and school you will not go anywhere and I will have a list of jobs for you to do.” The night of junior prom Jamie did not even bother trying to get it off from work, let alone ask someone to prom. Well Jamie was clearing tables as was his job, but who walks in the girl he has the biggest crush on with her date after prom finished. They laugh and have a good time while eating, doing everything possible to make Jamie even more miserable. After prom Jamie steals her picture from the prom queen nominees display and uses it to throw darts and knives at. Well summer came that year and Jamie was offered a second job by the teacher that took him to dinner helping with a summer program for under privileged kids . The program was to help teach them some basic job skills and help them with reading and math, while they got some pay for it. Jamie’s week would be get up go to the summer program for 9 am and on the nights he worked the restaurant he wouldn’t get home until after midnight and do it all over again the next day. Weekends his family would go to the recreational trailer they had while Jamie would end up staying home alone because he at least worked one of the days of the weekend. The summer flew by and before Jamie knew it was time to return to the halls of hell. Jamie dropped from college prep classes down to general for his senior year. He would be sleeping in the back of the classroom and acing the tests setting the curve way high causing others that were struggling to hate him. Jamie basically coasted his senior year, and did not participate in any of the senior activities . During the last couple of weeks of school Jamie asked out one of his classmates on a date to which she agreed. * Authors note there is a little more back story then we will get to the REVENGE
Summer in the south was always unpleasant to me: hot, humid, and with very little to do. It wasn't that I liked school; no fourteen year-old does. It was just that, without school, I was really the only kid my age living in my town. It was an old mining town, but the mine had moved on, leaving a small cluster of old houses and a few tired old stores on the main street. The highway no longer passed through, so there were seldom any visitors, and much more importantly to a boy my age, the girl in town closest to my age was four. At least when I went to school there were girls there, but I felt myself doomed to be a spectator, because they were all from the city to the west and I was nothing but a hick. My mother, rest her soul, died when I was seven, so for half my life the only family I had was my daddy and the dogs. Daddy worked as a trash collector in the city, so most of the time it was just me and our four dogs: Fudd, the youngest, a droopy basset hound who seemed to be unable to do anything other than sniff things; Townes Van Zandt, named for the singer, whom everyone knew as TVZ because he was a common sight on anyone's porch; the old hound Po, who had been my mother's favorite and who was older than I, and the bitch, Jinni, a soft, likable dog, about knee-high, whose name was really Virginia Wolf, which I thought was pretty funny at the time, even though I didn't know who Virginia Woolf was. I mention them all because they really were like family to me, and they all thought I was a puppy because I had been running with them since I was old enough to know how. I used to run naked through the fields, laughing and tackling them, and they in turn would lick my face and jump on me and knock me over, and then Fudd would sniff my butt. A dumb dog, Fudd, but I loved him anyway. But in the height of summer it was too hot to do anything other than sit in the house in my underwear with a fan blowing on me, and all four dogs would come and lie at my feet and pant. We couldn't afford cable TV and being in a valley as we were, no one in our town could get much of anything on the rabbit ears, so usually I sat there and read. Now it's a myth that southern country folk are more conservative sexually; they may not show it off, but there's just as much hanky-panky going on in a small town in the holler as there is in a big city up north. There were two boys other than me in our town, although to call them boys isn't really accurate because they were more than old enough to shave, as people said. But they treated me like a kid brother, and it was from them that I learned everything I knew about women and carnality, as our preacher used to call it. They sometimes got nudie magazines from the city, and when they got tired of their old ones they would give them to me. I think my daddy knew about it but he never said anything; he even caught me once with my hand down my pants reading one behind another book, but he just grinned and left the room. I guess he figured that at least I wasn't turning out queer from not having any women around. Truth was, I knew some "queers" and they seemed all right to me, no different from anybody else, but I had no desire to join them. I loved the female form too much. So on those hot summer days when there was nothing else to do and my daddy was away in the city, I would sit in front of the fan and look at my copies of Playboy and Penthouse, worn from use and sometimes stained by unknown liquids, and I would imagine what it would be like to have a girl like the one in the pictures ready and willing. I loved their rear end shots especially, the ones where they were down on all fours and pointing their cute little backsides up into the air like they were waiting for me to come up behind them and stick my cock right in. Truth was, I was going crazy with no girls around and my balls were full to bursting. The other thing I enjoyed watching, when it happened, was our bitch Jinni in heat. Whenever she was, that meant I would get to see some homemade porn, so I looked forward to it, even during the winter. Fudd and TVZ would go absolutely ape-shit over her while she would let them, and I got most of my biology lessons from seeing them mount her in turns, pumping away at her until they came and then a minute later popping out to let the other have a go. Watching that always made me harder than looking at pictures, truth be told, and I sometimes had to run for my room to grab something, anything, to cap over myself, otherwise I'd make a mess of the floor. Cumming brought momentary relief but it always left me longing for more, for a pussy to fuck. It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out a plan of action. Actually, I never really planned it. It just started with an idea and then got out of control. One day I saw Jinni being fucked with great vigor by Fudd, and when his dick popped out, pale and huge compared to his size, Jinni turned and began licking it clean. I was so fascinated by this that I came without even thinking to get a rag, my spunk splashing onto my stomach and legs. I was a mess, and I was just about to go clean up, when I had the obvious thought. So before Fudd or TVZ could mount her again, I called Jinni over to me and stuck her head in my crotch. This was obviously not the way to do it, because she shied away from me like she was spooked, or maybe just because she wanted to get back to her doggy debauchery. But I wouldn't let her; I was hooked now and I had to know whether it would work or not. I let her head up from above my cock, which was surprisingly hard for having just cum, and I took a little of my jism on a finger and held it to Jinni's nose. That worked better; she licked my finger and then licked it some more, and by slowly leading her back between my legs I transferred her attention from my finger to my crotch and stomach. She must have liked the taste because she started really going at it, licking me clean and then continuing to lick. My dick rose of its own accord and she licked that too. The rasp of her tongue on the sensitive tip made me shiver, but I didn't want her to stop, it felt so good. I tried to stay as still as I could, and she licked down over my pubic fuzz and licked the dregs of my cum off my inner thighs and balls. I was quickly approaching orgasm again from all this attention, but I could feel it building in me much bigger than usual. And then I was cumming again. I tried to keep my cock from splashing it all over the place, but Jinni just kept on licking me all over and so the jism went every which way. Some even splashed onto her nose, and she stopped and delicately ran her tongue up and cleaned herself, then went back to my now-flaccid cock and cleaned me. I was exhausted from cumming twice in such a short time, plus the second orgasm had been the biggest I'd ever had, so finally I pushed her away from my crotch and went to lie down. I could hear barking from the other room and then the telltale scrabble of Jinni being mounted again and the pant of dog coitus, but for once I was uninterested in watching. I was thinking about what had happened and how good it had felt, but I was still feeling unfinished and wanting more. The hottest days of summer came right on schedule, and our house became like an oven. I took the dogs and escaped the stifling closeness by going up the hills a little way until there were more trees and much-desired shade. I knew of a spring that fed a small hidden creek, and I figured that would probably be the coolest thing around. When we got there all any of us wanted to do was lie on the ground and pant. I pulled off all my clothes like the country bumpkin I am and got myself a good spot in the boll of a large tree. The breeze and the shade helped cool the air somewhat, and with the heat problem solved my mind turned to other pursuits. I had brought a magazine for just this activity, but I was hoping that the dogs would give me a show, and I wasn't disappointed. Old Po found a shady spot, flopped over, and was promptly snoring, but the other three dogs were happy to be free of the house and they sniffed the air and each other. When they remembered that Jinni was in heat (which took them some time) I got the show I wanted, but I pulled the bitch closer to me so I had front row seats. I'd never paid close attention to the dogs mounting Jinni; I always watched from a distance, but now I coaxed Fudd up over her back and saw his cock, still astonishing me with its length, drooping from its sheath as it slowly inflated. It stiffened and then he was jabbing it into the bitch's backside, thrusting wildly until he finally slammed home and began to fuck for all he was worth. It didn't take him long to finish, and the knot, when it popped from Jinni's pussy, was not as large as I had expected. I let TVZ do his own thing while I sat back and watched and stroked my cock in time with his thrusts. At almost the exact instant he came inside her, I spewed my load, careful to make sure it all landed on me so there would be something to clean up. Unlike the first time, Jinni smelled cum in the air and came right over, dragging poor TVZ behind her, his cock still stuck inside her. I didn't even have to offer Jinni a taste; she dove right in, and her rasping tongue on my tender cock-head was like torture, but exquisite torture. I lay back and let the bitch clean me, my dick rising to full force without me doing a thing to help it along. This time my orgasm was longer in coming and Jinni seemed to be done licking me, so she turned and trotted away, leaving me on the edge of my seat. I could have wrung her neck right then if I hadn't been so desperate for release. I thought for a moment about finishing myself off, but seeing Jinni's retreating rump waggle to and fro gave me another idea, one which I had to think about. I wondered if I could put my cock in Jinni somehow, obviously not to make puppies but just as a substitute for the real thing. Jinni was like my sister, almost human to me in many ways, and I had no problem with the idea of incest. It could be the southern blood, or it could be that no one ever taught me different, but for whatever reason, the only thing holding me back was the worry that either I would hurt her or she might hurt me. All this time my cock, instead of slowly deflating, remained at a raging hardness, which finally made up my mind. I had to do something, and I would just be careful. I even went quickly and washed my cock in the spring, and the cold water, like ice from underground, finally caused my cock to retreat, though my balls were still bursting with juice. I whistled for the bitch, and she trotted up, tongue wagging. I could see her rump dripping from a recent ejaculation, and my limp cock came suddenly back to life. I had no real idea what to do, so I just thought like a dog for a minute. Getting behind Jinni, who seemed willing to take me on, I knelt and tried to put my hard cock at the same level as her wet pussy. This was easier said than done, but I finally managed it by squatting rather than kneeling. My cock by this time was raging with the same fury it had held a few minutes ago, and looking down I realized that it was much smaller than Fudd's cock, and I laughed at my worries. Jinni's privates were putting out a lot of heat and her backside wiggled slightly as if inviting me in. So I was just another dog to her, I guess, which was fine by me. Gingerly taking my cock in hand, I slowly pressed the head against her lips, feeling the warmth turn to fire on my turgid cock-head. I remembered the frenzy with which Fudd had slammed his home, so I figured I didn't have to worry about style. With this out of my mind, I just pushed. If that sounds anticlimactic, let me assure you it was not. The first time your cock enters a woman, or female animal of any kind, you know what you've been missing. It was better than I had imagined, hot and wet and soft, but moving at the same time. I was able to quite easily push my entire length, not very impressive compared to the dogs, into the bitch's tight passage, and when I was in all the way, her tail up against my stomach and the fur of her legs tickling my balls, I just sat there on my haunches for a second, savoring that beautiful feeling of being inside. I don't know what Jinni thought about all this, as she must have been used to rougher treatment, but she didn't seem to mind. Then, with all the skill of a pubescent boy in his first pussy, I started wildly thrusting and promptly popped out of her, pressing my cock into her leg. The fur was almost enough to tease me over the edge, but I concentrated all my strength on holding back and finally the threat subsided. Penetrating her the second time was just as nice as the first, something which I don't think could ever get old. This time I was more careful, pumping my hips against the bitch's rump with more control, until I couldn't stop myself and I came. God did I cum. It felt like my entire life force was pouring out of my balls, through my cock, and into Jinni's doggy pussy, to mingle with the spunk of Fudd and TVZ and make some really weird puppies. I fired spurt after spurt of jism into her, clutching her rump to me hard, and for the first time I couldn't help but moan in the throes of climax. All other orgasms to that point were wiped away, and only this one crowning climax remained. Eventually I started breathing again, let go of my bitch's rump with shaking hands, and sank to the ground, my now-spent cock flopping out of her, gooey and warm. I know she licked me clean, but I was already asleep, dreaming dreams of other pussies, some human, some not, into which I came again and again.
In the afterglow of a night Danni, her Aunt Lynn, Jodi and her Lesbian Crossdresser daughter Kristin..sleep was in order. The next morning Aunt Lynn left a envelope with a sizable gift card to go to a Women's Clothing store just prior to going to work that morning. Lynnmet...h as an accountant, worked hard and played hard...as you will see later. On the envelope said...Ask for Maddie...short for Madelyn. Madelyn was in her early 50's but she looked far younger. Her petite tailored hairstyle...expert in California cosmetics...and fashion very elegant. When Danni arrived at her Boutique...Danni shook Madelyn's hand...the eye contact and warmth in their smiles became evident that this was going to be an enjoyable experience for both. Madelyn would be measuring Danni for clothing her breastforms, undegarnments..etc. Madelyn was her own finishing school for for as she put it..."young men who wanted to be women". Madelyn said she loved what she created...her own guilty pleasure....amongst others. For as she measured Danni her fingers, occasional love taps, and the occasional grope...at time of fitting for lingerie was finding its mark on Danni. During a break..for a cup of tea..Madelyn asked Danni about her path. Choked up...Danni..began to blush....Madelyn took Danni's right hand said..."don't be bashful...I have heard just about anything...be free to tell me...because I like to be open with those I like....and (looking in Danni's eyes with obvious intent and desire) I like you a lot!" Danni said she had the desire to wear women's clothing...which usually ended with some form of masturbation. Madelyn said she figured that out...as the dewy wet spot on her purple pantis said everything.. "Danni...why don't we plan on spending the night...and we can talk about what you would like to wear, and teach you how to walk in heels, and work on your female manners?" Danni agreed..as it was evident Danni had after a day of measuring...had a deep desire for Madelyn. Madelyn's home...country road well off the highway. She had money and a modest country home. At one spot a mile off the road was a duckpond...and a gazebo. Along the ride home Madelyn was reaching over to tweak the left knee of Madelyn. It was clear she wanted more than talk... "Danni...you liked what you saw in me didn't you.." Danni...replied...breathing heavily in a dress that Aunt Lynn gave her that wasn't perfect but did the job...replied....shuddering..." Yes.....yes".. By this time Madelyn and Danni's lips and tongues met for the embrace...Danni literally took Madelyn's left hand and led up between her legs.. "I never knew anyone so eager...as you" Madelyn replied...." or one so wet..." as Danni knew what the night would bring...kissing Madelyn...Danni said "I wanted you from the minute we I came to the boutique".... By this time Madelyn ripped the buttons on Danni's dress....yanking down her panties. Danni's staff..a good 7 inches rose to meet Madelyn's lips...precum...drooling down her shaft..."lollipop time"...Madelyn said as she worked Danni with her mouth. Danni's cock met Madelyn's throat sending Danni into convulsive breathing...and yelps..especially when Madelyn's nice long fingers found Danni's pussy....as Madelyn could feel Danni's involuntary movements...pulling to her prostrate...."oh Fuck....oh...." Danni shot a nice rope of sticky wet semen in Madelyn's mouth...sucking so hard she had a cheekhollowing drag on Danni's penis....Danni..bent like a bow...a twerked around. Shuddering like a whoring slut...she was.. Danni yanked the jeans hoping to find a dick to suck...but found a very wet pussy. But at this point she didn't care. She wanted Madelyn to cum in the same way. So they went to the Gazebo...in 69...Danni worked on Madelyn's clit...spreading Madelyn's labia...savagely licking...as Madelyn slid her finger back in Danni and continued licking Danni's penis.... The sounds of whorish, wanton sex filled the peaceful scene. Muffled moans with occasional yelps...as when Danni entered Madelyn's rear entry... Madelyn replying.."you whore...." Danni kept licking Madelyn's quim...thrusting Danni into another orgasm...her dick shot bolts of her sex dribbling down her cheeks..when Madelyn's cervix shot a nice stream of girl cum into her mouth.... Dinner didn't that evening. After a respite and a movie or two....Madelyn broke out her strap-on. This after Madelyn found Danni humped over the back of couch...begging for more... "I knew you didn't have enough" Madelyn said brazenly. . The long slender strap-on invaded Danni over a coffee table as her pussy was feeling it all. Danni had a few small orgasms....with shooting her sex all over coffee table. Danni wanted to try...Madelyn's Milk as Madelyn noticed Danni sucking her hardened nipples. "Honey...allow me.." Madelyn replied as squeezed her breast..sending small streams of her lactating milk into Danni. "Just for all that...I have a special friend...with a nice dick...and we can enjoy some three way..." Madelyn said...as they went to bed together... So erotic Danni was...Danni cannot help to say...that while she is a Lesbian Crossdresser...she makes it clear...she likes what she sees....submissive and wanton....as Danni learns the basics of being a woman..postponned due to the account of acute sexual want and desires..
For the past 2 years l’ve been taking my wife Sally to get her fix with other blokes at dogging sites then during the winter she has to go into hibernation due to the men drying up because of the chilly weather, but the beginning of last winter, we tried a few clubs which she nor l really enjoyed, so we joined an online meet club. After an exchange of e-mails and a social meet, the guy would book a room and l would take my wife along for them to use in any way they see fit, l had my fun by watching her fucked in every position possible till Sally screamed out as she orgasmed, l always insisted she gets a good fill of spunk so l could fuck her sticky dripping hole after they finished with her. We must have met about 30 to 50 blokes, over half were one hotel meets some would tie her up for a whipping, some would like to role play rape ripping her clothes off and some just wanted to fuck ‘n’ fill Sally up till then none where more than 4 meets before moving on to the next guy. Then we met Greg who was in his early 70s, we all got on well and my wife has always preferred the mature gent. I knew they would hit it off from the social meet, Greg had her laughing and Sally even moved close to him so he could put his hand on her leg when he got the chance as they chatted, Greg was a decent guy not pushy which l know went down well with Sally, she told me later, when she was saying good bye in the carpark their kiss was more than a simple peck on the cheek. Over the next couple of days while waiting for Greg to e-mail us with hotel details, Sally would ask every day if he had contacted us fretting that he had changed his mind then we got an e-mail telling us he had booked a hotel in Dymchurch for the Thursday and would be there at 7pm. I had never seen Sally so nervous on what to wear for their meet, in the end l text Greg asking for his preferences on clothing, he went for the usual stocking and suspenders with the rest being easy to remove. We met Greg in Costa beside the hotel and like always on taking my wife to meet a guy l sat silently as they chatted, when they finished their coffee Greg asked Sally if she would like to see the room l followed a few steps behind. The room was no different from any other hotel room l sat in the corner to watch Greg and my wife embrace, their tongues flicked into each other’s mouths only stopping for Greg to lift her top over her head then it was Sally’s turn she remove his shirt then unbuckle his trousers they slid down his legs, he kicked them and his shoes off, she undid her skirt and let it fall to the floor then continued kissing, Greg unclipped her bra Sally through it to one side and he then eased her knickers over her hips for Sally to wriggle down her legs, Greg took one of her hard erect nipples into his mouth she let out low whimpers, his finger spread her moist pussy lips, 2 of his fingers slid inside her eager hole, my wife gripped his cock that had a glistening head due to pre-cum leaking from his urethral. Greg led Sally to the bed and they climbed on, she lay on her back and he lay by her side they began kissing he slid 2 fingers into her sex juice dribbling pussy to finger fuck her Sally spread her legs wider for Greg to slip 4 fingers into her dripping hole and started to meet the upward thrusts of his fingers, he increased the speed of his finger fucking, Sally’s cries of ecstasy became louder she begged Greg not to stop, she orgasmed calling out ‘ohh, arrr, yeses yeses, oh yes”, arched her back raising her hips into the air. Greg kept his fingers wedged firmly in her pussy as she came down, he leant over to kiss her but Sally was panting so hard his mouth diverted to her tits. Sally didn’t want Greg to stop there she got from the bed and took out her 10-inch rabbit with a 7-inch girth and gel from her handbag then re-joined him on the bed. She gave him a seductive grin squeezed gel onto the head of the rabbit and handed it to Greg, she got on all fours, he switched on the soft rubber sex toy and slid the full length into her pussy so Sally could fuck herself as hard and fast as she wanted. Watching her fucking the buzzing toy got too much for Greg he took the rabbit from her now very wet pussy and got up behind my wife took hold of his cock and began to spread her pussy lips with the head of his cock, once his shaft was over halfway inside her Sally gave a little squeal and impaled herself onto his hard shaft, Greg’s balls slapped against her inner thighs, he held Sally tight and pushed her away then pulled her back onto his cock the pair’s excitement began to get loud and for a guy in his early 70s he was giving my wife a run for her money. Sally ordered he give her his load but old Greg wasn’t ready he pulled his cock out, she rolled onto her back, he raised Sally’s legs and buried his cock into her warm inviting pussy, he had my wife Sally wriggling under him as he fucked her then they changed position, she sat herself down on Greg’s cock and began riding him, Sally slowly raised herself up his shaft then lowered her moist pussy to swallow up Greg’s cock, her breathing became fast and deep causing her to start panting as another orgasm began to build sending a shudder through her whole body, she shrieked loudly l thought the people in the next room would bang on the wall, as Sally lay trembling from her rippling orgasm, Greg lay on top of her, she spread her legs knowing what was to come, it was what she had been waiting for from the start. His stiff cock opened her pussy lips and smoothly slid inside her, his balls pressed against the crack between Sally’s legs they kissed as Greg began fucking her, he broke from the kiss and whispered something all l heard was my wife saying ‘oh yesss’, he started fucking her and fucking her hard groaning like a bear as he rammed his cock in and out of my wives willing juicy hole, she was repeatedly squealing ‘yesss, yesss, yesss’, Greg gave a deep thrust into her pussy and was beginning to fill Sally full of his thick creamy spunk, she gave a loud ‘Arrrrr’ as his spunk flooded her womb and run down her fallopian tubes. After their romp they lay on the bed exhausted and sweaty, Sally suggested they have a shower, Greg took her hand and they went into the bathroom, l left them on their own as Sally seemed quite happy and contented with Greg. I made a coffee and heard groans of pleasure coming from the bathroom so peeking in l saw Sally sat in the bath with Greg stood over her, she was cleaning his cock with her mouth, l went back for my coffee and a short time later there were louder groans so took another peek this time to see my wife bent over in the bath with Greg’s cock sliding in and out, l loved seeing her so excited it got me so horny, leaving them to l sat drinking my coffee listening to my wife having orgasm after orgasm. Greg must have given her another filling of thick spunk as they came from the bathroom wrapped in towels Sally dried herself then dried Greg, l noticed she paid particular attention to his cock, once they were both dry they began kissing, her hand was firmly around his cock but even with Sally’s help Greg had trouble getting hard due to shooting his load twice in about 25 minutes even that achievement would be more than l could manage and Greg was in his 70s, so they lay on the bed and he began telling Sally more about himself. He was married but the sex with his wife was nil, it seemed the men we meet all have the same problem with their wives. They had 2 adult children, his son was in his mid-30s the same age as me and Sally and Greg’s daughter a few years younger, Sally explain we couldn’t have children as they say ‘l shoot blanks’ but due to meeting so many men she was on the pill, before going Sally worked hard on Greg’s cock to get him hard enough for him to at least get his cock into her still sticky pussy to try fucking her, she didn’t say if he did shoot a third time but they were both happy with the end result. Greg dressed and left as soon as he was out the door l had my wife spread legged on the bed fucking her oh so slimy soaking wet sticky pussy hole to fill with my creamy spunk, she left the hotel a very happy spunk fill used woman. On the way home Sally remark she had to see Greg again and it seems he wanted to see and fuck her again because we got an e-mail the next morning asking could l bring my wife to the same hotel the following week. I took Sally every week for the next 6 weeks to meet Greg, l wasn’t jealous or felt threatened by her wanting his cock, l got so excited seeing my wife taking Greg’s cock in every hole she had, Sally was permitting him to fuck her arse or spunk into her mouth which she had never let any other guy do except Greg and me, it was so hot listening to her screaming when he shot his load inside her. On one meet Greg had been wanking himself off all week and saved his thick spunk in a freezer, then at the hotel got Sally to lay naked in the bath after fucking her then started pouring all the now defrosted spunk he had saved over her face down to her pussy, l franticly wanked my cock shooting my spunk over her face then left the 2 of them in the bathroom to shower, Sally did like a clean cock so more than likely gave it a sucking before they began their next session. They came out of the bathroom and Sally asked if her and Greg could go to Costa on their own, l was more than happy to let them go together, well it wasn’t as if he was going to fuck her. When they came back Sally and Greg began undressing each other as they kissed, my wife got to her knees in front of Greg took his cock down her throat l could hear her choking as Greg pulled her head further onto his cock, next he fucked Sally doggy style and he must have been fucking her well that way as she demanded he shot his creamy load in her hole and Greg did, she screamed out as he held her hips and pumped load after load deep inside her they both flopped forward onto the bed panting, Sally told Greg that his cock fitted her pussy like a glove his cock was hers and her pussy was all his. Greg kissed her neck and rolled onto the bed that day was a short meet as Greg had to take his wife out so he dressed and before leaving he gave Sally £25 to buy something. Like before once he was gone l had her spread legged with my cock filling her hole with my load, Greg may have been in his 70s but he was a heavy cumer and he could get Sally’s pussy juices flowing. On the way home Sally said that Greg asked her to get engaged he had no intention of leaving his wife or her leaving me, he wanted to show Sally how much he loved her because he felt there was a connection between them, Greg wanted to buy my wife an engagement ring to wear, l said they could get engaged as we all got on well and she would often refer to him as her second husband then she dropped the bombshell, Sally wanted Greg to get her pregnant she hadn’t asked him yet but it was something she needed him to do, so there would be 3 in our marriage and 4 should he agree to give her a baby. I didn’t answer straight away but then realised my wife had always wanted a baby which l couldn’t give her and Greg was a nice guy we all got on so a few miles down the road told my wife if Greg agrees then lm ok with him getting her pregnant, Sally became excited telling me that Greg and l will both enjoy fucking her when she has her bump. I asked Sally if she wanted to e-mail Greg to ask about them having a baby together but she wanted me to come with her to Costa for support the next time we arrange to see him, so that’s what we did a week later, Greg was sitting at a table in Costa when me and my wife joined him for coffee, l told him l was more than happy they get engaged then said that Sally had something to ask him, my wife took hold of his hand and started explaining that since they get on so well she wanted him to get her pregnant explaining l was more than happy for him to do it, Greg asked if l was sure as he would love to plant his seed in my wife so they could have a little one, l joked lm sure he will enjoy mating with her, Sally interrupted telling Greg she stopped her pill 3 days before their last meet at the hotel and kissed him, now he had agreed l left them to chat and l went to the hotel room. They later came into the room arm in arm my wife full of smiles, l could see how eager she was to get Greg’s creamy baby seed inside her by the way she was ripping at his clothes to get onto the bed. Sally became obsessed to have Greg’s baby so some afternoons when we had an empty house Greg would pop around to give her a quick fuck she was always ready for him bathed, naked and lying on the bed, l would show him in and he would disappear into the bedroom, l stood outside the door listening to my wife sigh and shriek, l wanked my cock as Greg fucked and filled her with his load, it took just over 4 weeks before the pee test confirmed Sally was pregnant by Greg. On their next meet he took Sally out for dinner to celebrate him planting a baby in my wife’s belly and that evening Greg slid the engagement ring onto her finger she was so happy at being engaged to Greg and carrying his baby. They had got into a routine of meeting more regular at our house when no one was at home and in hotels, we were all at a hotel meet and after they had fucked each other Sally my wife sat on the edge of the bed with Greg’s spunk dribbling from her pussy, she said Greg and her had been talking and they both think he should have more say on my wife because she was half his and it was his baby she was carrying, l agreed that Greg should have more say as we had a 3way relationship and l was more than happy that he wants a say in what we want my wife to do. Greg said l could fuck my wife and she could wank me off if she asked him first but l was not allowed to shoot any spunk into any of her holes, l asked my wife Sally if she was happy with this and she nodded telling me l will enjoy the sex more if we didn’t fuck so much then they went into the shower. The warmer weather arrived and Sally’s bump began to show, sometimes we would meet Greg at a country park and they would go for a walk so he could fuck and fill my wife in the bushes sometime l would follow to watch, Sally was still loving being fucked by Greg then once he had spunked his load in my wife l would take her home for a fucking and when l began shooting my load it would be over Sally’s little round belly. Sally was about 5 months gone and we went to meet Greg at a hotel, he was sitting with a guy who he introduced as a friend named Eddie, Greg started to explain that he had brought Eddie along to meet my wife because he didn’t believe Greg was engaged to a married woman who he got pregnant so Sally confirmed that Greg was telling the truth, she is pregnant by Greg and married to me (Dave). Greg then sheepishly announced that he had also promised his friend Eddie that he could watch him fuck my wife, Sally didn’t mind at all she kissed Greg telling him she doesn’t disobey her husband then kissed me and said ‘either one’, l left to wait in the room. When they came to the room my wife had her arm looped through Greg and Eddie’s arms then when Greg and Sally stood by the bed kissing and undressing Eddie gave her a slap on the bum then sat by me saying ‘she is one sexy girl’ and told me how lucky Greg and l were to fuck such a woman. My wife was now stripped and kneeling on the floor licking Greg’s cock like a hungry dog enjoying a bone, she slid her hand up and down his shaft while turning her head to the right then the left, he grabbed the back of her head and began thrusting his cock down Sally’s throat as she gave a few chokes Greg remarked to Eddie ‘she is my wife to use’ and gave a hard thrust into her mouth and held her lips pressed against his balls, Greg released his grip and told Sally to get onto the bed open her legs wide and show Eddie how she fucks herself with the rabbit. Sally took her trusty toy from the side and turned it on then eased the buzzing rabbit into her pussy slowly so everyone got to see it disappear into the dark hole, my wife pressed it against her clit and started letting out low moans at the same time lifting her hips as she now began to fuck herself, her cries became louder, Eddie impressed with Sally’s sex show let out ‘oh fuck’, Greg lay beside her and took the buzzing toy from her and started fucking her with the rabbit which increased her whimpers to screams, Greg slid the glistening rabbit fully from Sally’s moist pussy and got her to lick and suck the rubber sex toy, once the toy was clean he got between her legs and impaled my wife with his cock to start fucking her, they changed position to doggy then for a short time a 69 but when Greg was ready to give Sally what she craved for she was put onto her back and fucked hard till he delivered his thick sticky load deep inside her pussy, when his balls could shoot no more he got from between Sally’s legs spread her pussy lips so me and Eddie could see his creamy spunk at her entrance, Eddie got up for a closer look when out of the blue Greg told my wife to let Eddie fuck her and in a shot he was naked and between Sally’s legs with his cock wedged in her pussy fucking her like a madman, Sally went along with what Greg wanted but by the cries and moans she was enjoying Eddie fucking her anyway, he didn’t last to long and by the ‘thank you, thank you’ my wife got after he emptied his load inside her you would have thought he hadn’t fucked a woman before. Eddie did fuck my wife about 4 more times before she had the baby the best was when she was at 8 months and they had to fuck her doggy because of her belly being so big, Greg managed 3 times fucking and filling her and Eddie managed 2 times fucking her over 2 and a half hours, Sally also got a good spit roasting that night, l was allowed to wank and spunk onto her tits. My wife has had the baby and still see Greg, l go sometimes when they meet but not often, she comes back to me full of his sticky load and they are planning to have another baby next year. I don’t know how Greg does it but my wife their baby and him have even been on holiday he never says what he tells his real wife why he disappears for a week.
Deployment This is just for me to clear my mind and conscience . For two weeks we have been getting the trailer that we will be living in ready for occupation, it has been ten years so you can imagine what we found. The floors had to be replaced ,plumbing redone and the heat and ac were patched up as well as they could be. So my two boys and I moved from a four bed, two and a half bath house to a two bed one bath 40 year old mobile home, while my husband is off to Afghanistan for 10 months. The boys have been wonderful helping me get everything moved in and stored away. We have had to make a lot of sacrifices in the privacy dept. 1. To get my bed into the tiny bedroom the door had to be removed and we couldn’t put it back because my queen size bed is too big. 2. The boys have to share a bed because their room is smaller than mine and you can’t shut that door ether. 3. Our couch was too big for the living room so all we could fit was the love seat and one chair. 4. The a/c can’t keep up so it’s hot in the house. There is a shed in the back that the boys claimed to put their Bow flex and my elliptical trainer in , it has power so we put a TV and a fan in there. All I have to drive is my husband’s 4 wheel drive 4 door diesel, god I hate that truck. So today I went to town to get rat traps at the hardware store when I got in the truck it wouldn’t start so I got a ride home after I called my husband’s friend to fix the truck and give me a ride home . I got out at the mail box got the mail and walked to the trailer; I looked around for the boys and found them in the shed. They didn’t hear me walk up and when I looked in there were my twin boys having sex on the work out bench. I couldn’t move I just stood there and watched Gerard behind Gerald and doing him the thing that I noticed the most was Gerald was rock hard and really getting into it then it happened he came, he came a lot and never touched himself that broke my trance and I snuck back to the house and sat on the love seat in the living room. What am I going to do? What am I going to tell their father? Are they gay or just horny? Why did I just watch and not stop them. They came back inside about 30 minutes later, I looked at them all sweaty just in their sweatpants I could tell they didn’t have underwear on and I told them to go take a shower and get ready for dinner. I said nothing just replayed what I saw in my mind over and over. They watched a video and I got online to yahoo video chat with their father, he could tell something was bothering me so I asked him how he would feel if our sons turned out to be gay? He just replied you caught them didn’t you? I said yes he said he had caught them twice at the old house and asked me how I felt about it; I said I didn’t know yet. Then he said not to worry when they found a girl they will be fine, I had my doubts. Later that night I heard them in their room the bed was making noise so I got up and walked to the kitchen and passed their room and looked in and all I saw was one body laying face down OMG they are doing it again. I got a beer out of the fridge sat at the table and thought to myself, what to do, finished it and while I was walking up the hall I took my tee shirt and wiped my face off right in front of their door as I walked by exposing my butt to them, why did I do that right there I don’t know but when I got to my bed I heard them talking about me. It has gotten really hot the last few days so I have started just wearing a tee shirt and nothing else inside and outside we live in the country so nobody can see I went out to the shed and put in a tape. yes tape the TV out there has a built-in VHS so I put in Legend’s of the fall and started watching it when I got a little bothered so I started to twist a little while I was going I was starting to feel really good so I took one hand off the bar and put it between my legs, that is when I got the feeling that I was being watched I turned around and nothing I put both hands on the bar and watched about half of the movie then went inside to get dinner ready which is real easy now because all the boys want to eat now is tuna or sometimes baked chicken not the good kind just baked no skin. As I got off the machine I was sweaty all over so I took off my tee shirt and dried off with a towel that was left behind normally I would be mad but when I smelled it, it got me going all over again, so I put my shirt back on and went into the house the boys were nowhere to be found so I went to go shower while I was in the shower I masturbated and came so hard I was thinking of being watched in the shed. When I got out of the shower Gerard was standing in the door with Gerald right behind him I looked around and asked how long they had been there and the both said” not long” at the same time, I hate it when they do that. I went into my room and got one of my husband’s old army PT shirts and put it on and walked out into the kitchen to fix another tuna dinner ,there are only so many ways to make this stuff but that’s all they will eat but I must say it’s paying off they do look good. As I was in the kitchen I would look around to see them looking at me, even once they had their hands in their laps sitting in the love seat I knew what they were doing. So I will burn in hell but I bent over and gave them a show for a second or two while I was getting a pan from the box in the floor. We ate in silence I watched a workout DVD with the boys for a while then got online with my husband we talked a while I was in the kitchen with my back to the boys I heard something going on back there then my husband just broke out laughing I turn around to see both of my boys with their shorts around their ankles rotating their hips around to make their dicks go round and round I got up to chase them out of there ,when I came back my husband asked me where were my pants and panties I told him it was so hot that I was just wearing a tee-shirts most of the time now. He asked if he needed to get his friend to look at the a/c I told him we are doing ok it will cool off soon , he then asked if I was sure I said yes the he said okay have it your way and asked me to stand up and turn around , when I did I put my hands behind my head and turned around ,he said that was nice but he had to go. I woke up late this morning and Gerald was in the door looking at me my sheet was kicked off and my butt shining in the morning sun I looked at him and he just turned and walked down the hall I went to pee and heard them in the front room talking about something. I came down the hall and I didn’t notice it before but they were both in their underwear and Gerard’s had a big wet spot in the front I hoped that I didn’t stare to long but when I looked again I knew he caught me he had started growing larger so I went to the kitchen to make coffee. I overheard them talking about doing a morning workout before it gets to hot. I said don’t you want to eat first and both said no and went outside my coffee finished and I looked out towards the shed and it was empty . Where did they go? I went outside and I could hear something so I went behind the shed and Gerard was on his knee sucking Gerald’s dick and they turned to see me and stopped I said that I was sorry and left. Why did I go back there? I knew what they would be doing that was so mean of me. I went back inside felt so bad my teasing backfired I thought if they saw a woman that they would maybe try to find one but all I did was scare them now what do I do. I turned around to see them both coming in the door I told them I was so sorry and started to cry Gerard came and hugged me and said that they were going to stop and not ever do it again I could tell by the look on Gerald’s face that Gerard had not told him of his decision. I said it was my fault and they could do whatever they wanted. Then I said I needed to stop walking around like I do and that I needed to get dressed. They both said NO! At the same time and if dad said he was good with it, all is fine I asked when did they talk to their father about this? Gerard said before he left he told them. All I could think was that bastard. I emailed him and asked just what he had told the boys that he was okay with. Alittle later he said that he told them that they needed to take care of their mother any way they could and the ask if I was still on the pill. I just stared at the screen. I am so slow it took me a few minutes to figure out what he had just said. I replied back with one word. WHAT? He replied: you’re playing with yourself on the elliptical in the shower and twice a night before you go to sleep you do what you think is right. All I could think right then was those little shits are telling him everything that goes on around here. I just got up and went to my bed turned on the fan and just lay there at some point I went to sleep. I had my back to the door when I woke up I could hear the boys in the door took me a second to figure out what they were doing , they were playing with themselves or each other. I couldn’t tell that without looking then I heard a grunt and felt something warm on my foot and they got out of there fast I heard Gerard to Gerald say what you were thinking you shot off on her bed did she wake up ? Gerald said he didn’t think so I could feel it running down my foot I came right then and there I could feel them coming down the hall so I slipped my hand between my legs and left it there. I could hear a gasp when they got to the door. I moved my hand then I ground my hips on it I heard them get closer I heard them start play with themselves again and one of them whisper what if she wakes up? If there was a reply I couldn’t hear it. They were getting faster then I felt some fluid ease out of me onto my hand I heard another grunt and felt it hit my leg and butt that’s all I could take I shivered and started to roll over and the ninjas were gone when I opened my eyes. I got up careful not to smear off any of the goo on me and walked to the kitchen, there were my two little angles sitting in the living room as if nothing had gone on and me with a mess between my legs and their stuff running down my butt and leg. When I turned around they looked like they had seen a ghost. A few weeks later we had to go to my dad’s to get some fall and winter things we had stored in his basement I sent the boys to get their stuff while I visited with dad. Then I went down to get my things when I noticed that one of my boxes was opened it was the one from my closet it had some pictures of me in not so motherly situations and two video tapes they were all gone but my purple sex toy was right on top. I put that in my purse got my stuff and went upstairs. The boys and dad were talking when I got to the top of the stairs then it got quite I came in and all three sat there in uncomfortable silence. I told them that we needed to go kissed dad and went home we got in late and the boys couldn’t wait to go to the shed and work out I said that we had to unpack all the stuff we had brought back, they did it in record time then went to work out, they were out there about 15 minutes when I decided to look in on them so I peeked out the window in the kitchen and saw that they had the tape my husband made of me when I was a lot younger ,it was shot after shot of him Cumming on my face and boobs and butt over and over ,about two hours of it really boring if you ask me, that’s when it hit me the second tape I really need to get that one back, it is a tape of when he came back from his first deployment he was drinking with some friends and he was showing off how all he had to do was grab me on the back of the neck and I went limp and you could do anything with me I got passed around the room like that there was no sex but I didn’t want them to see that. The boys came in around ten and I was watching a NCIS DVD, they came by and kissed me good night when Gerard put his hand on my neck and squeezed I went limp like a kitten he let go and left .Was that what I thought it was or did he just get lucky. The next morning they came to the kitchen and were very touchy hugging me then Gerard picked me up and spun me around that’s it they know that’s what my husband did in the video when he got done with me in the second video Gerard then pinched my neck and I went limp over the sink. He got behind me and I could feel him between my butt cheeks I couldn’t do anything then Gerald walked in and he let me go. They looked at each other then Gerard left. I looked at Gerald and he just smile at me. Well we went from too hot to too cold it seemed it a week so I started to wear clothes again but I still was wakening up in wet spots every once in a while we’ve had some windy weather and a tree fell down on a power line so what little heat we had is gone it only got down to 50 in the trailer but it was a damp cold went to the bone and the blankets we had were not enough so we all piled up in my bed. All was fine for about 30 minutes it may have been 3 minutes I don’t know but I rolled over to feel a hard one in my hand I jerked back into a hard one in my thigh OMG what have I gotten into but I was warm then I felt a cold hand on my neck and a hot poke on my butt then two cold hands on my breast I just started shaking and quivering the poke in my butt cheeks was a little harder and it slipped between my legs it slipped in a little too easy and that was it he was in I moaned and then Gerard let go of my neck and I could move but I didn’t Gerald then got on his knees and rubbed his dick on my face I didn’t open my mouth then he started rubbing himself and his balls were rubbing my nose and lips Gerard grunted and I could feel him let go then Gerald relieved himself I felt it on my cheek and then Gerard then said hey man friendly fire watch it. Then they rolled over and went to sleep I just lay there and thought that wasn’t so bad then I thought again what I had just let happen back and forth like that for what seemed to be hours. When I woke up the boys were gone the pillows were stained I got up and took a shower the power was back on did dishes and all the thing a mom does when she’s alone in the house around 1 o’clock I got to thinking about last night then messenger chimed it was my husband so we chatted for a while and he knew something was up and asked I said nothing he asked again I told him about the power going out and the boys sleeping with me ,but not the sex ,then he asked did we do anything I went sheepish and like what do you mean he said you know I said they told you didn’t they he said no but you just did LOL. So you’re alright with this I asked he said hell yea wished he could have watched it I looked at the clock and said well they will be home in hour you want to see what happens . he said that he couldn’t until Wednesday that he had to be on 24 hour duty in 30 I said ok I will have the camera on at 3 pm my time he kissed his hand and touched the camera and he was gone. For two days I would tease and mess with the boys and on Wednesday they came in and went to the table and picked up their energy drinks and came down the hall to find me sprawled out with my purple toy in my hand fake sleeping I opened my eyes and smiled at them and winked said come on and help mama they both got in bed with their clothes on I thought what the heck then started stripping off their pants and started playing with me this went on for a few minutes and then Gerald got up on his knees again and started toward my face again I told him if he wanted it sucked to find someone else he just looked at Gerard and he said he would in a min I came right then. He then moved behind me and started poking in the behind a little too low for my liking then he pushed I screamed but it was in. I told them not to move and they froze I shuttered then Gerald touched my pussy and squeezed my breast twisting my nipple I have never in my life came that hard then it hit again and I came like a man it was like I had already had sex thick fluid came out of me and ran down my thigh Gerald then rolled me on top of Gerard and my fluids ran down my crack and made his entering me easier at that moment Gerald got on top of me and slid in they were working me out of rhythm as one was in the other was on his way out at this point I don’t remember much but when I woke up they were in the kitchen eating and I had stuff all over me I turned on the screen and my husband wasn’t there just an empty chair then he came in to view with a cup of coffee and asked how I felt I said wonderful but my mouth felt funny he said I guess so they both came in it then asked why I let them and have never let him I said I didn’t I passed out he said it didn’t look like I was passed out well I said I didn’t do it and he asked well how does it feel I said not that bad when you get back I will let you …better? He said YES and did one of those fist pull things
Oral Surgeon ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This is my first story, newly edited to fix some grammar mistakes and add a little more dialogue. I like to explore people discovering something new about themselves. This story is about a middle-aged man learning he is bi-sexual through an accidental name swap. Comments and writing critics are welcome and encouraged. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I lost a tooth, no biggie it's just a tooth you'd think. Let me tell you, you lose a molar in your 40's, your tongue doesn't know what to do. I've been biting my tongue now for months, not fun. I mention this to the hygienist who cleans my teeth, and she tells me I should get an implant. One consult with my dentist later, he agrees, and his office sets up an appointment with an oral surgeon. A month has gone by, time for my appointment. This is just a consult, I'm expecting some paperwork, someone poking around my mouth, and some x-rays to see if I'm a good candidate or not. The check in goes smooth, I fill out a dozen pages of consents, privacy notices, and acknowledgment of terms-of-services forms. Then they bring me back and park me in a dental procedure chair for the consult. This is where something went wrong, or right, hard to say, but I ended up being totally into it. A nurse comes in, says nothing while she washes her hands in a sink to my right. She then addresses me as Mr. Michael, "Mr. Michaels, this is going to be fun for both of us.” The way she said fun was like a cats purr, a little husky, very sexy. I thought how cute, my name is Michael Johns, it's like when my kids were in grade school. Their friends and classmates would call me Mr. Mike. I glance at her name tag, and respond, "Miss Trisha, I hope so. I hear this can be uncomfortable, so I'm a little nervous." She grinned at me as I spoke and her tongue darted out to wet her lips. Miss Trisha as I'm now calling her was in her 30's, with green eye's, jet black hair, full lips, a strong nose, and an adorable round face. She was wearing a snug white lab jacket over a set of bright red scrubs. "You don't need to be shy with me." She then looks me straight in the eye and lowers the zipper on the front of her lab jacket past her ample bosom. The red scrub top she was wearing must have been two sizes too small. The top half of her breasts were nearly falling out. The neckline was just above her areola's and bit an inch into her tit flesh, making her decolletage obscene in the best possible way. She must have been pleased with the look on my face, because she smiled crookedly and winked at me. "There, now you have something to look at when you feel nervous." I didn't know what to say so I just swallowed and kept my mouth shut. Which turned out to be the opposite of what I needed to do next. Miss Trisha jiggled over to my side and used the foot pedals to position me in a sitting posture with my head a little below hers. Pressing her soft boobs against my arm she leans over me and tells me to open up. I open my mouth thinking this is the weirdest check-up-consult I've ever had. I had no idea how weird it was about to get. Miss Trisha didn't look in my mouth at all. She just stared into my eyes, "Tongue out, Mr. Michaels.” Confused but curiously entertained I obligingly opened my mouth and stuck my tongue out. “Not like that, press it down to cover your bottom front teeth and push out your lower lip, like this.” She demonstrated by opening her mouth and pressing her tongue on top of her bottom lip, pushing it down and forward. Our faces less that a foot apart, while looking me in the eyes. I pulled my gaze away from her and looked at her mouth. All I could think about is how much I wanted to stick my dick in there. I adjusted my tongue and mouth to mimic hers and wondered why we were doing this. “Good job, you're so cute like that.” She then stroked my temple and smiled down at me. What an odd thing for her to say and do. I liked being called cute and the contact was soothing, but why? I mean, I'm not hideous or anything, but this is a consult for a dental implant. She's flirting hard, I just don't have that affect on people. This is starting to feel like.. like, something that happens to other people. Decision time, go with the flow or ask her what's going on? The tingling in my pants says go with the flow, so I do. “You're looking a little uncomfortable,” said Miss Trisha as she proceeded to remove her lab coat, “better?” Now her giant breasts were properly on display. The jacket was squeezing them together and hid the fact that the scrubs had some give in them. It was like her boobs went up a cup size if that was possible. My mouth already open, gaped a little more at the sight before me. I must have looked calmer because I earned another smirk and a wink. As if things weren't surreal enough she begun her examination of my mouth, or so I thought that was her intent. She proceeded to probe my mouth with first one, than two fingers. At first I thought fun time is over, we're getting to work now. But after almost a minute of her just sliding her two fingers in and out of my mouth along the entire length of my tongue I began to think different. The sensation on my tongue was incredible. (Go wash your hands and try it, tongues have a ton of nerve endings.) She didn't keep her attention on my tongue. She rubbed my gums, the inside of my cheeks, even the roof of my mouth. Her probing fingers were stimulating my salivary glands and I was starting to drool. All of this was having an affect on me. Her boobs were still squished against my arm, her face still hovered above, her green eye's looking into mine. Slippery wet fingers sliding in and out of me. I had the boner of all boners. My dick, went from flaccid-penis to throbbing-cock in a minute. Miss Trisha must have noticed. She asked me to turn my head towards her. Her fingers left my mouth; I missed them instantly. Those same fingers relocated themselves to my dick pressing against my blue jeans. She then glanced at her left hand and must of determined them to be too dry. She shoved them first into her mouth, and I mean stuffed. She jammed three fingers all the way into her mouth. She must of been hitting the back of her throat. She worked her hand in and out a little for a few seconds, pulled them out and inspected them. They were now slick with spit with little strands of spit connecting them. "Open up, tongue out". I was going with the flow up to this moment and hadn't processed what was happening. I took inventory of the situation, Miss Trisha wasn't wearing gloves and had just slobbered all over her hand. She wants to put those same fingers into my mouth. Her massive tits are pressed against my arm while her right hand is firmly pressed against my denim covered cock. I opened up and stuck my tongue out a little, far enough to cover my bottom teeth and pushing my lower lip down. Those three fingers glided up my tongue and slid back out at a soothing cadence. It was kind of relaxing. My boner seemed to pulse with each inward stroke. “You've just been upgraded from cute to beautiful.” If there had been any spare blood supply it would have flushed my cheeks I have no idea what we're doing, what's the end game? Do I need a safe word? Will I end up in court for harassment? All pertinent questions; I realized I didn't care about the end game, I don't want a safe word, and how can I be the harasser when I'm the one being orally penetrated? Choking? Oh no, that's my gag reflex I'm feeling! Miss Trisha must have been expecting it, she pulled her fingers back a little. "You're doing wonderful, sweetheart. Go ahead and close your mouth, suck my fingers, then swallow a few times." I did as instructed and immediately felt better. "That's your nasty gag reflex. You and I are going to spend the next 20-30 minutes training it." Confused, I simply nod. Not like I could verbalize much while sucking on Miss Trisha's sexy fingers. "In the beginning it's good to have the right posture. That's why I have you sitting up. With practice you could be in any position you like.", Miss Trisha is still rubbing and squeezing my hard-on as she explains what it is we're doing. I'm still sucking lightly on her fingers. I was wondering what those fat nipples poking her scrubs would feel like in my mouth. "You watched me throat my fingers when I switched hands. Next I'm going to do the same to you." My eye's must have shown alarm because she paused long enough to further explain. "It's better I go fast. The gag reflex is worst when there is something just at your uvula. If I quickly push past it the sensation will not be as strong.", She paused to let that sink in before continuing. "Do you trust me?" Her right hand was still massaging my turgid cock; of course I was going to nod yes. She pulled her left hand out of my mouth; why does that leave me feeling empty and a little sad? She then spit on it, twice. Told me to open up; which I did. I also put my tongue in place without being told, earning another smile and compliment, “Darling, you are going to break a lot of hearts.” She then leaned up close to me and spit into my waiting mouth. I was shocked. So shocked I barely noticed her slicked fingers reaching the back of my throat. She held them there starring into my eyes. I felt a little retch trying to build, but fought it down. My eyes were beginning to blur with tears before she quickly slid her fingers out of my mouth. Her right hand is still on my cock, rubbing me through my jean, "That was wonderful Mr. Michaels. You're doing splendid! The way you powered through those tears is so hot and your puffy red eyes look so sexy I'm getting wet between my legs seeing you be so strong. Let's practice with my hand a few more times before we move on to the instruments." She was so happy with me, she seemed almost proud. I liked it. I liked how that made me feel. I wanted to continue pleasing her. I wanted her validation so badly that I never stopped to think what she meant by instruments. We repeated 'throating' her hand inside me two more times. The second round started like the first with a little spit to my tongue to lubricate the way. As she eased her fingers across my tongue a memory of a time I was masturbating came to mind. I was watching this short clip of a woman giving head to a typical massive-porno-sized cock. What made me think of that moment was what I did different that night. The look on the actress face was one of pure mindless-lust. It made me kinda jealous, I wanted to get lost in a moment like her. Mentally, I put myself in her place. I imagined that giant dick was in my mouth. The taste of leaking-pre-cum, the soft skin gliding across my tongue, the hard cock pushing into my throat. I came hard, real hard. Afterward I felt a little weird for it. Why was that such a turn on? Never had a gay thought in my life; why is having a hand thrusting into my throat such a turn on? It should be degrading, but when Miss Trisha's fingers are probing my tonsils I'm able to be in the moment; like that performer. I feel like she's helping me be in the moment while at the same time intimately sharing herself with me. I love eating pussy, knowing I'm giving pleasure to my partner is a hue turn-on for me. Is it more fulfilling for a woman to give head? As they give pleasure they also receive part of another being inside them? I wasn't given time to explore those thoughts further. The third round of 'throating' started a little different. After giving me a moment to catch my breath. Miss Trisha leaned over me, her mouth slightly open and tongue out. She let a string of drool extend to my face, where she laid down a line of spit across the ridge of my nose, down my right cheek, terminating on my parted lips. The whole time her eyes on me with a look of lust and desire. Seeing her like that drove me further into a state of delirium. Without breaking eye contact or uttering a word she 'throated' me with her hand roughly. Her hand thrust repeatedly in and out of my mouth, pressed against my tongue, violating the back of my throat with each stroke. Still fighting the urge to gag my eyes were blurred with tears. She removed her right hand from my cock. I realized I've been leaking so much pre-cum that there's a sizable spot on my denim jeans. Miss Trisha rubbed her fingers in the sticky film. “There must be a sizable puddle underneath that denim.” She then slowly moves her hand in a serpentine motion down my tongue and out of my mouth, ” Why don't we free your cock?” Feeling empty again, my face covered in spit, “Yeah, free cock.” as I attempt to unbutton my jeans. “Let me do that”, she says. She deftly unbuttons my pants and drops my zipper. She wiggles my pants down a few inches then with a quick flip of her hand she lowers and hooks my underwear down under my balls. Not the most comfortable disposition but I'm willing to see what she intends. She then grasps the head of my dick and smears the growing dollop of pre-cum down my shaft. Bringing her hand to her mouth and licking her finger tips, she gives me another wink and pulls her scrub top up over her massive tits. No bra, she was relying on the tight scrub top for support. My dick lunged on its own at the sight of her massive-milkers. I took in every square inch of her tit flesh with my eyes, desires to do more were racing through my mind. A tiny pooch-of-belly showed recent stretch marks. A recent child birth would explain the overly tight scrubs. Her dark areola's surround perfect erect nipples, making them the best set of tits I've seen all day. My mouth starts salivating at the site of them. Miss Trisha returns her attention to my dick, retrieving more of my leakage. She plays with the sticky fingers of her right hand admiring the little strands that run between them when she spreads them apart. It feels for a moment like she's forgotten me and is lost wantonly pondering the thick fluid coating her fingers. This pleases me in ways I barely understood, it's like I gave her something back for all she's shown me in these incredible 15-minutes. She blinks her eyes rapidly as if waking up and abruptly she turns around and opens a drawer by the sink. Out of it she pulls a rubbery, possibly latex, 10-inch red cylinder that's maybe an inch in diameter; one end has a flange at its base the other is rounded. She grasps it in the middle, the two ends flop around as she moves back to my side. Tits positioned against my arm, "This is the first instrument. We'll only move to the second if you do well enough with it. It's made of silicon, it's soft and pliable. The next instrument will feel just as soft but have a firm core.", she said all that while her right hand slowly strokied my cock. “Does this scare you?” “I'm a lot confused but definitely not scared.” Miss Trisha showed her pleasure with another smirk before throwing her own head back, lifting the 10 inches of red silicon to her lips and sliding it in one motion all the way down her gullet until the flange hits her lips. Then as if to showoff her complete mastery of the gag reflex she turns her head down until she's looking me straight in the eyes. Slowly she removes all 10 inches, never breaking eye contact. Her lips now puffy and stretched as if not wanting to let the instrument out of her mouth look so kissable. I again think back to my recent masturbation session while imagining I was the woman sucking that cock. I was getting close to coming, I reached down to Miss Trisha's hand and stopped her stroking. Signaling how close I was. “Now it's your turn sweety, assume the position but with your head back.” I was hesitant for no more than a moment, turned my gaze to the ceiling and assumed the oral position as I was taught. She lowered the now spit-slick 10-inch red tentacle to my mouth; the Red Tentacle was the name I assigned it in my head. She had me guide it with my right hand as she quickly fed the first few inches into my waiting mouth. I had another “what-the-fuck” moment at that instant. It was quickly dismissed as Trisha guided my left hand to my throbbing dick. I closed my lips on the Red Tentacle and gently sucked it into my waiting maw. With a hard swallow and probably a push by Trisha it entered my throat and continued down the hatch. I had all but the last three or so inches inside me. The realization sparked some kinky nerve I didn't know I had. I started feeling all warm and fuzzy on the inside, I never wanted to pull it out. Trisha knowing better than I, slid it back enough for me to breath. “You gotta breathe sweetheart, look at you eyes red and watering, learn to pace yourself. I bet you've never been choked while getting fucked.. it can be a real turn-on,” she said while trying not to grin too much. A click, like a door latch sounded behind me. Miss Trisha gave the Red Tentacle a little push to have it nudge my tonsils. “Baby-cakes, why don't you tease your tonsils while I go check on something. I'll be back momentarily to check on your progress.” She grabbed her lab-coat and pulled it on, closing it and hiding her tits once again, but at the same time they looked marvelous all squished away with nothing but cleavage on display. Wiping her hands on her scrub pants she moved behind me to the door and whatever made the click. My mind was in a fog at this point, left hand holding my pre slicked cock, right hand grasping a 10-inch red dildo in the middle. Me slobbering all over it, eyes blurred with tears as I repeatedly poke it in and out of my throat. If I'd been paying attention I would of heard the hurried exchange between Miss Trisha and the Oral Surgeon as they whispered to one another. Unaware of that exchange, a moment later I feel a presence at my side. A gentle-strong hand wrapped around my left hand that was still holding my cock. Trisha was once again leaning over me, dabbing my face with a soft cloth and pulling the Red Tentacle back to a non-choking position. I was in heaven. “It seems there was a mix-up. Michael Johns. You are here with for a dental implant. Another patient named John Michaels is patiently waiting like the good little gurl he is for me to train his gag-reflex.”, she paused to let that sink in. She gave the dildo a little wiggle, I started sucking it back into my mouth. She was still dabbing my face with one hand wile working the Red Tentacle deeper. The hand covering mine while I gripped my cock began to move up and down. Trisha saw in my eyes that I realized someone else was in the room with us. “Baby, this may not be why you're here, but we've come so far. Would you like to finish?” I know I wasn't thinking straight, but I bobbed my head in the affirmative. “Oh darling we're going to have some fun. You can meet the man who will later take care of your implant after I'm done with you.” Without warning she pushed the Red Tentacle deep into me. “Uh fuck that was sudden”, I thought to myself. I barely had time to process that there was a man in the room helping me jerk off. “What am I.. what are they..”, my eye's, bulging with tears, were about to shoot across the room, all thoughts stopped. This was so invasive, even hurts a little – also, it felt decadent, I wanted this. My mind was a blank, my whole world collapsed into the relentless caress of that red silicone tentacle massaging my tongue, tonsils, and throat. I relaxed my throat and took it all. The room went dark as my eyes rolled back into my head. Trisha began fucking my throat for real, eight inches of slippery silicone violated my mouth and throat repeatedly without mercy as this goddess used me like a sex toy. The firm hand guiding me as I stroked my cock kept an erratic pace, never letting me get into a rhythm that might build to a climax. The relentless pace of slippery goodness for my lips, tongue, and throat followed by an alarming awareness that my airway is blocked with every thrust. I realized none of this was to give me pleasure, I was being roughly used and manipulated, but that wasn't entirely true. The sensation across my tongue was still exciting, my drooling cock was alive with sensations, and my mind was giving me the best fuck ever as it surrendered to the ravaging I was receiving from this goddess and an as yet unseen man. But as incredible as it all felt; it was missing something. And then as if my realization was some psychic signal, it all stopped. The Red Tentacle slid out of me, leaving an emptiness I didn't know existed. The rough hand guiding my strokes broke away. Blinking away the tears in a raspy voice I stupidly asked, “why'd you stop?” I couldn't tell if the two were laughing at me or if they thought I was joking but laugh they did. Trisha was giggling, she was all the cuter as she covered her mouth with the fingers of one hand. The man's laugh was more of a knowing “heh-heh-heh” type of laugh. I think I should have been embarrassed. There I sat, in a dentist chair with my dick in my hand, my shirt soaked with a combination of Trisha's and my slobber, and a man I've never met is laughing at me. It was the most awkward and humiliating experience I've ever found myself. It made me so horny. I've been turned on and revved up many times; never like this! I almost begged Trisha to fuck my throat some more. Lucky for me she had a better plan. “Oh you pretty little thing, you are so precious. Don't you ever change, darling” Trisha cooed. “If you liked that, you'll love this next step.” She directed me to sit on the edge of the chair as she put it in a fully reclined position. She then lowered it until my face was level with her navel. Then she sat down beside me, she slipped her jacket off and tossed it on the floor. Now sitting with our thighs touching she directed me to spread my legs a little. “You should take your shirt off too Sugar.” My hands were shaking from adrenaline as I awkwardly removed my shirt. Anticipation was sending my brain in crazy excited circles without release. No words were spoken. Trisha leaned forward and unbuckled the mans pants with professional ease. He wasn't wearing anything underneath as his half hard cock slipped into her hand. She then leaned towards me as if to kiss me. I leaned into her eager to taste her lips and was only mildly surprised when she dodged the kiss and her tongue traced a line up the side of my face. She's so weird. Done with me for the moment she turned to the cock patiently waiting in her hand. Not able to support its own weight it lay across her outstretched fingers, palm, and onto her forearm. It was nearly as long as the Red Tentacle and thicker by half. I was briefly made aware of how outmatched I was in the penis department. She gently took it into her mouth and proceeded to put on a porno grade live sex show for my viewing pleasure. My mind was still not keeping up with the situation. I've been mistaken for some weirdo who signed up to be throat fucked. Took it, never questioned the situation, I just took it and liked it. No, I loved it. Craved more, and didn't want to think about anything else. I just wanted something jamming relentlessly into my mouth. And now there was a man with his cock a foot from my face standing in front of me. This situation had never crossed my mind, how did this happen? Do I care? No. Not today, right now is about submission and pleasure, a concept I've never considered in my sex life. Trisha was excellent at what she did. Her head moved at a mesmerizing pace, keeping perfect time. Her throat would outwardly bulge when the now turgid cock entered her throat. Her eyes would alternate between closed and looking up at the man. Each head bob had that cock sliding between her puffy lips, caress her tongue, and then fill to bursting her waiting throat. I wanted that. I needed that. I can't say how much time had passed when Trisha pulled her mouth away with a light pop. She looked at me lazily and leaned toward me. Instead of waiting for her I licked her face. I started with her cute and wet chin, dragged my tongue over her lips, made a right across a nostril and gave a wet kiss under her right eye. The still unnamed man moved forward a little placing a leg between each of our parted thighs. His cock slapped between us, hitting first my nose than Trisha's. I pulled back in surprise. Trisha caught it in he mouth. Our gazes were locked. She turned her head so his cock bulged into her cheek. Holding our locked eyes she gave her head a little shake as if to say come here. I leaned in again and gave her proffered cheek a tentative lick. I could feel the firm cock on the other side of her taught skin. This was it, what was missing, the warm, firm, yet yielding nature of flesh. I opened my mouth and sucked on the hard knob confined by her cheek. I could feel her face sliding under my lips as she turned her head towards me. The smoothness of her perfect soft skin changed to the unmistakable opening of her mouth, for an instant our outstretched lips were touching, until a huge, slobber covered cock was suddenly being pressed into my open mouth. I sucked greedily, not caring that my tight lips were squeegeeing Trisha's spit down my chest. A new sensation, one of taste greeted me, I caught a hint of it when I licked Trisha's face; but now this cock gave me a full taste of pre. Yum, it was warm and sweet and something I could eat all day! My tongue was like a creature set free, slipping and sliding, exploring the tasty, spongy head as it advanced into me, relentlessly heading for home, down my expectant throat. This was no silicon dildo, this was real. I was surprised and disappointed when my throat didn't just yield on the first try. I pulled back a little, not allowing this first cock to escape my mouth. My tongue rejoiced at another opportunity to slide around this new delight. I was rewarded with another drop of pre. I savored the taste and the silky feel of it. I let out a little whimper eliciting a giggle from Trisha. As fascinated as I was at the taste, feel, even the sweaty smell of this mans cock in my mouth, there was only one thing I wanted. I had to have this magnificent cock flesh deep inside me. The oral surgeon, who else could this be, what an appropriate title for him, pushed his dick into me, gripping my head with both hands. I relaxed my jaw, my neck, and my shoulders; letting him do the work. Tears of joy and ecstasy were running down my face as I felt a pop in my throat and that incredible indescribable sensation of having your throat filled with a living cock rushed from my head to toes. Everything stopped for what felt like a full minute, my air was starting to run out. I felt a wave of dizziness wash over me. Do I tap out? Wait to pass out? I didn't want to disappoint Miss Trisha. Sensing my resolve and fading condition the oral surgeon adjusted his grip on my head and eased his cock out enough for me to inhale air through my nose. He then waited three heart beats, adjusted his grip and popped himself home again. This time it wasn't as hard and he didn't need to grip my head so tightly. He proceeded to slowly fuck my throat, steadily, as much to let me adjust to this new sensation as to pleasure himself. At this point my mind started to wander. I was still horny as hell, my cock was throbbing each time his cock passed my esophagus. I asked myself if this means I'm gay? I didn't think so, I think it means I like gagging on dick, but I know I still like fucking women. Something for not-horny me to think about. Horny me just did the math and realized this man will most likely come at some point during this exercise. Did I want that to happen? I'd considered tasting my own cum once, but after I climaxed it didn't seem as appealing and I lost interest. Right now I was thinking eating a blast of sticky man cum is going to be so fucking hot. I don't know when it happened but the hand on the back of my head was no longer pushing. Instead it was gently nudging me to set the pace of my forward and back lunges, driving my face into his trimmed pubes. His other hand was now on my throat, I could feel the pressure of his cock extending my neck into his palm. So fucking sexy. My forward lunges turned into gentle rocking motions using my upper body instead of my neck, slowly fucking this cock with my head. It was like a switch was turned off in my brain every time I swallowed that dick. Pulling it out was waking up refreshed but ready to snooze a little longer. Dreamily I kept leaning into this mans cock until I felt the soft mushroom head pass into my throat, feeling the entire length of cock caressing my lips and tongue, until my face was mashed into his fuzzy abdomen. No longer waiting for the nudges I enthusiastically gave head for the first time. Trisha was right there with me the whole time, her hot breath caressing my cheek and ear. She'd whisper encouraging words while telling me how pretty I was and how wet I was making her. Then she said the magic words, “He's close. He'll let go when the moment comes. You can do whatever you want with it. Make me proud.” I didn't even think about it. I knew exactly what I'd do. I picked up the pace, eager to please Miss Trisha. After several minutes, with my neck and jaw starting to feel the wear and tare, it happened; he let go. I pulled my head back until his cock head sat on my tongue. I didn't stick my tongue out like you see in the porno videos. I didn't even open my mouth, this isn't a show, this is my time to explore a kink I didn't know was in me; I wasn't wasting a drop. My right hand griped his cock near my lips. When I felt his dick start it's first twinge, I gave a single down stroke. If it were possible to salivate more than I already was, I would have done it. That first jet of cum washed across my tongue, splashed the roof of my mouth, and coated my teeth. I brought my hand back up for the next shot. I was not disappointed. I think the second was greater than the first. The initial surprise was over, and my other senses kicked in. The load in my mouth was warm, sticky, salty, with a hint of something indescribable. It was lighter than I expected, I expected it to be dense like honey, but it was more like whipped cream. I didn't expect that, I was ready for salty surup. Before his cock fired a third time I buried it back in my throat where it belongs. An audible moan from this man I've never met, and a cooing sound from Trisha confirmed this was except-able behavior. Both my arms now wrapped around my Oral Surgeon, cock firmly in my throat. I felt the third, fourth, and a weak fifth load slide down into my stomach. Of the first two loads, some was swallowed as I engulfed the cock, the rest dribbled out the corners of my lips and down my chin. I sat like that for almost a minute, before pulling back so I can breath through my nose again. My tongue continued to work that magnificent cock while it softened in my mouth. Trisha was enthusiastically scooping the cum accumulating on my chin and chest and wiping it back onto the cock so I could suck and lick it off. I was still unbelievably horny and started thinking about my own release. The Oral Surgeon, named Dr White by the way. Cupped my chin in his hand and told me I was incredible and I will need to have some images made to see about that dental implant. He put his dick away, washed his hands, and moved on to the next room. Trisha helped me clean up a little. My hands were shaking, my dick was pounding in the air. She threw me my shirt and we both dressed . The sudden clinical atmosphere took away some of my ardor. She told me to wait and someone would fetch me to take the x-rays, then she too left. A minute later, a young woman in scrubs came in, saw the slobber stains on my shirt and smirked before saying, “Come with me, we'll get your pictures done.” The x-rays only took a minute, they have a high-tech x-ray machine that shoots 180 degrees in one pass. After that was finished she walked me out to the lobby and said they'd be in touch. I was in a daze, my cock still making a tent in my pants as I left through the lobby. I don't think anyone looked at me, I couldn't be sure. Sitting in my car, my dick was now soft, the adrenaline burned away. I felt strangely satisfied and wondered if I'd ever get the chance to do that again.
Summer vacation was slowly slipping away now, and at first, I did stay from the game room, continuing to have conflicting thoughts about what had happened. Eventually though, I found myself wanting to hang out up there again, and when I was up there, I tried to stay away from John, but felt, “He must be looking for an opening,” wanting to talk, hoping to convince me to have sex again. Eventually, I noticed that John was taking other boys out for what I suspected was lunch or breakfast, obviously trying to convince them to go to his apartment to have sex. I tried to ignore it, but in a weird way, I was becoming a little jealous, wanting the attention too, even though I knew what was going to ultimately happen when and if, he got me to go to his apartment. John and I already had a connection, being we had done it before, and because I knew where he lived, and being it was close to my house, it was easy to go see him, which is the reason why he moved closer in the first place. Eventually, the need to be with him again was overpowering, especially knowing he was looking to move on with other young boys, and not wanting to lose the chance, I approached him one day. We had continued to be very friendly, and even though he felt that I had decided to not to have sex with him again, I think it surprised him when I happened to go up to him one day and excitedly say,"Hi!” He was cordial and after cautiously replying, "Hi” too, he asked, "How's it going?" At first, I don't think he realized what I was wanting, but when I told him, "Everything was good," there was a pause, but then John, sensing I just might want to talk, he asked, "Do you wanta go get something to eat?" It was what I needed, but not wanting to appear too eager, I simply smile and said, "Sure!" John smile too, and after telling me to wait a minute, he went over to one of the game room attendants to explain he was leaving. Turning and heading back to where I was standing, I could see he was smiling excitedly. We quickly left, and in the car, we didn't say anything for a minute or two, but I could see him continuing to glance over at me. I’m sure he knew I was nervous, because he turned, and trying to get up talking said, "It's really nice to see you again." I know it was just a way to stimulate a conversation and when I told him, "It's nice to see you too," he reached his hand across, touching my thigh. It made me look down and then as our eyes met, he smiled and said, "You should come over sometime." Seeing me nodding in agreement and that I was smiling, he looked twice, surprised a little. It made him smile too, and then as we pulled into the restaurant parking and we went inside, we ended up sitting in a familiar booth. I was nervous to be with him and after ordering something to eat, John boldly said, "I think about you a lot." I’m sure he was curious why I suddenly wanted to be with him again, and seeing me nervously smile, not saying anything, he needed to find out if I might be thinking about having sex with him. Yea, I had been thinking about having sex with him to the point where I was using a makeshift toy in my ass, wanting to feel it again. I could see he was searching for what to say, wondering if he could persuade me to go with him again, which made me smile, but right now, it wouldn’t take much. I had already decided I wanted to be with him again, and all I needed was for him to suggest it, and basically he did by telling me, “You should come over.” Again, we only made small talk and after we finished eating, there was an awkward pause. John eventually suggested we should go, and in the car, he again asked, "Would you like to come by my place sometime?" "Of course," I had thought about it, but reluctant to commit, I didn't answer him right away. However, John impatiently suggested, "Come on, it'll be nice to have you visit again," and then continued by telling me, "Don't worry, I won't try anything.” I don’t think he actually realized I was wanting to have sex with him again, however when I turned to look at him I simply said, "Okay." Hearing that I'd like to come over, I think aroused him a little and not wanting to appear over anxious, he paused and then asked, "Do you wanta go over there now?" I was hesitant, I knew what he wanted, I wanted it too, and after a few second he again said, "Come on, it's okay." Smiling, I wholeheartedly said, "Okay," which made him cautiously asked, "Are you sure?" "Yea, of course I was sure," I thought, but not wanting to appear overly anxious too, I again simply said, "Yea." It again made him smile and as we headed toward his apartment, we didn’t say anything but then he again said, "I'm really glad you wanta come over." He was still wanting to see if he had a chance to get me in bed again, and when he subtly reached over and put his hand on my leg, I instinctively looked down at his hand. I could see John repeatedly glancing over, and it only took me a minute, but, I eventually put my hand on his. I really wanted him to know that I wanted to be with him, and it did make him look over at my hand on his, and sensing him smiling, I nervously didn’t look up. John then gave my thigh a little squeeze, obviously signaling he knew why I was willing to go with him, but then suddenly, he took his hand off my thigh. My hand had slid off too, and as I rested on the seat, I worried, but then he confidently looked over and said, “Okay, we’ll be there soon.” It made me again smile shyly, and it really didn't take long before we were pulling into his apartment complex, and as he quickly parked out front of his building, and we got out, John said, “Here we are.” Hurrying us inside, I was super nervous and when he put his hand on my back, guiding me to go in, he quickly closed the door behind us. Looking at me, he smiled and said, "Let's go over there," motioning toward the living room. I think he was a little nervous now too, obviously wanting it to go well, I know I did, and as we sat down, John again said, "It's really nice to be with you again." Moving closer, taking the lead, he again put his hand on my leg. Looking at each other for a moment, he asked, “Can I get you anything?” Looking up at him, I simply said, “No,” and after a few seconds, John again said, “Well, I’m glad you wanted to come over.” Not knowing what to say, I simply sat there and when he scooted closer, putting his hand on my thigh, I looked over at him. He was smiling and looking at each other he asked, “What do you want to do?” I was confused, I thought he knew, but now I wasn’t sure, however when he said, “I’ve thought about being with you,” I was relieved he had got the message. Knowing what I was about to agree to, made me nervous, and looking over at him, I politely smiled and before I could say anything he leaned toward me and said, "Close your eyes." I was hesitant, but seeing that he meant it, I nervously closed them, and when I felt him lean toward me even more, I instinctively open my eyes. I was nervous what he was going to do, figuring he was going to kiss me. However, John leaned away slightly, and as we looked at each other he said, "Don't worry.” Nervously, I looked down, I didn’t want to consider what he wanted to do, however when he lifted my chin and we looked at each other, he again told me, "Close your eyes.” Continuing to smile shyly, I nervously said, “I’m scared.” It made him smile too and then say, “Now, you’re going to make me nervous too.” He had turned to face me and putting both hands on my thighs, he leaned toward me and again whispered, “Close ‘em.” Cautiously, I closed them and when he leaned on my thighs, and I felt his lips pressing against mine, I winced, closing my eyes even tighter. It was only for a second or two, and when our lips parted, and I opened my eyes, he was smiling as we looked at each other. Seeing I was nervous, John said, “That wasn’t so bad, was it?” Immediately I again told him I was nervous, which made him smile, and after a few seconds he said, “Don't worry.” He was still leaning toward me and seeing me continuing to smile, he again told me to close my eyes, giving my thighs a gently squeeze. Nervously, closing them, I felt him lips touching mine, as he kissed me again. I really felt it wasn’t right to be kissing a guy, never thinking I would. However, as he continued to kiss me a couple more times, it felt like he was opening his mouth, and trying to push his tongue into mine. Immediately, it made me open my eyes, and pull away, scared. Looking at him, I’m sure he knew it was making me nervous and then after a pause he said, "You're a good kisser.” I think he was merely trying to make light of it, trying put my mind at ease, trying to tell me it was okay. Instinctively, I nervously looked down, and without looking at me, he casually reached over, to feel on my chest. I didn’t think anything of it, until he slid his hand down to my crotch. Embarrassingly, I was hard,and when he felt it, he again leaned in, trying to give me a kiss. I was still scared to kiss him, however as he again told me, "Close your eyes," I smiled and closing them, our lips again met. I kept my eyes shut tight, and as he excitedly groped on my crotch, he again opened his mouth, pushing his tongue into mine. He eventually told me, “Open your mouth,” and as I did, letting his tongue in, he turned his head slightly, pushing his tongue further into my mouth. After a minute or so, our lips eventually parted, and as we looked at each other, John smiled and pulling me close he passionately said, "That was really nice." Smiling too, I didn't say anything, but feeling myself blush, I looked down at his hand on my crotch. John had scooted away a little, and moving his hand to my thigh, John suddenly asked, “Do you want to go to my bedroom.” Looking at him nervously, not saying anything, he said, "Come on," gesturing for me to stand. Eventually, we both stood, and as I looked around, he again put his hand on my back, guiding me toward a short hallway at the back of his apartment. His bedroom was dark and as we went through the door, I became so nervous, and as he continued to guide me into his bedroom, I immediately, noticed a tube of KY conveniently laying on the night stand. Briefly glancing back as John continued to move us closer to the bed, he suddenly stopped, and then turning me, we looked at each other, and smiling he again said, "Close your eyes." Smiling nervously, I again closed them, and when he kissed me, immediately pushing his tongue in my mouth, I again winced. It still felt it wasn’t right to be kissed another guy but feeling a need to reciprocate, I gingerly putting my tongue in his mouth too. It seemed to elevate the experience for both of us, especially with him feeling on my crotch, and being it was open mouth, letting our tongues touch. I tried to prepare myself, and continued to think, "I wanted this," as we kissed. John then took my hand, and as he moved it to feel on his crotch, I pulled away, and opening my eyes, I looked down. He was smiling but then seeing I was looking down, he immediately tried to undid my pants. Smiling to myself as he got them undone, letting them fall to the floor, he quickly moved to feel on my crotch with both hands. As we stood there, looking at each other, John eagerly reached down the front of my boxers. Feeling my cock and how hard I was, seemed to excite him, and when he eventually pulled down my boxers, and my cock flopped out, he immediately went down to his knee. Looking up at me, smiling as he felt on it he said, "I've missed this.” Holding it out, he immediately took it in his mouth and as I looked down , I could see his eyes where closed. Watching him sucking my dick and feeling him fondling my balls, I ended up looking toward the ceiling, with my eyes closed too. I tried to relish the moment, and thinking about when he sucked me the first time, I wanted to cum. It really felt good and after he pulled my underwear down the rest of the way, he had me step out of them. Continuing to feel on my hard cock, he stood up, and looking at each other he asked, "How was that?” It made me smile shyly, and when I nodded and told him, "It felt good," he smiled and casually wiping his mouth, he again kissed me. John immediately took off my shirt and after slipping it over my head, and tossing it aside, he took off his shirt too. Looking at each other, he took my hand, and as he placed it on his crotch, I couldn’t help but looked down. I could feel he was hard and as he had me rub his cock though his pants he ask, "What do you think?" I didn't know what to think, but he felt big, and as we looked at each other, he undid his pants, casually inching them down, making sure he grabbed his underwear too. Desperately wanting to see his cock, being I had never seen it, I continued to look down, and then as he stood up, I saw it. “Oh my god,” I thought, “he’s big.” Embarrassingly, I looked up. His dick really looked to be so big, definitely much bigger than mine, and being I was curious, I simply smiled at him. I wanted to look back down again, and when he took it in his hand, I did just that. He was circumcised, but I couldn’t get over how thick it looked, and as he pulled and rubbed it, it seemed to be kind of long too. Continuing to look at it, I thought, “Maybe it’s because he was much older, or maybe it’s his dark skin and tangled dark pubic hair that made him look so much bigger,” in either way, I couldn’t help but smile timidly. Instinctively, I looked up, not wanting to appear to be staring, and when I saw him smiling, seeing I was watching, I smiled too. He continued to rub and pull it, and then as he let it go and he took my hand, I looked down to see what he was doing. John then put my hand on his cock, and having me wrap my fingers around it, I felt just how big he really was. Nervously, I looked up, never having touched another guy's cock before, and yea it was weird to think about, but when had made me rub it up and down, I anxiously looked down. I remember his dark skin and his tangled pubic hair that reached up his stomach, and as he continued to have me rub his cock, it really felt thick and veiny, especially as his cock grew harder. Again, I looked up at him, because it was starting to turn me on, and the thought of feeling him in me again, made me shyly look away. John was smiling and again asked, "What do you think?" Nervously, I looked down at it and smiling I shyly blurting out, "You're big,” and again looked up at him. John nodded, and then after giving me a simple little kiss, he subtly turned me to face the bed. It made me glance back at him, wondering what he was going to do, and when he pushed me forward, until I was leaning over the end of the bed, I rested on my forearms. He now leaned up further, and when I felt his hard cock pressing against me, I smiled in anticipation. However, he was merely grabbing a handful of the covers, and as I watched, he simply pulled them down. Leaning back up, he pulled them down a little more and as he he let them go, he put his hands on my back. He eventually started feeling on my back, which made me smile and when he again pressed his hard cock against my ass, and his hands eventually made their way down, feeling on my ass, I became anxious. John seemed anxious too, and when he spread my ass cheeks, and then leaned away, wanting to see my butthole, he boldly remarked, "Mmmmmm, I want to be in you.” Smiling, I told myself, “I wanted that too,” but not wanting to appear too willing, I didn't say anything. He again spread my ass cheeks and then leaning against me, pushing his hard cock into my crack, grinding it up and down, he excitedly said, "Why don't you get on the bed." Looking back briefly, I smiled and then as I climbed up on the bed, John got on too. I wanted to feel him in me, I had been thinking about it, and as he spread my legs, again pressed his cock against my crack, I pushed back too, letting him know I was ready. I knew it was going to hurt, but I wanted to feel it again, and after a few seconds, John leaned back, telling me, “Move up." Smiling to myself, as he moved between my legs, he reached over me, and grabbing a pillow, he again made sure to press his cock against my ass. Placing the pillow in front of me like before, he leaned back again, and when I put my head down on it, I excitedly wrapped my hands under, grabbing it and turning my head to the side. Again, I knew I was in a compromising position with my ass in the air and my ass cheeks spread slightly, but I didn’t care. Feeling on my ass, John now asked, "Are you comfortable?” Simply nodding, I replied , "I’m okay.” Hearing this, John reached under me, and as he briefly fondling my cock, I thought, “Oh Yea.” I was hard, and I did like him feeling on my cock, but after a minute or so, he leaned to the side, grabbing the tube of lube off the nightstand. Sitting back up, he immediately flipped it open and hearing him squeeze a good amount out onto his hand, I tried to glance back, wanting to watch. He seemed to be slathering some on his cock, I turned back, waiting. John then shift a little, getting more comfortable and when he tossed to tube of KY on the bed, it made me look over. Immediately though, John spread my one ass cheek, and when he touched my butthole, I tensed up, as he dabbed and smeared some on it. Wiggling a little, it made me anxious to have him pushing into me again, and when he started to finger my ass, I tried to relax. “Mmmm,” it did feel good having his finger in me, which made me instinctively leaned up and looked back. Looking at me, he stopped, and then gently rubbing my ass he said, “Just relax.” I knew it was still going to hurt, but, "I was ready," or at least I thought I was and then after taking a deep breath, I again put my head down. John briefly pushed his finger in me again, and then moving closer, he spread my legs a little more. I knew what was coming next, and as he now gently started wiping the head of his cock into my crack, I smiled in anticipation. Again, spreading my ass with his free hand, he immediately pressed the head of his cock against my hole, and then leaning forward, continuing to tease my tight little hole, he seductively whispered, "I wanta be in you." I wanted to feel him in me too, and feeling my my butthole quiver a little, I pulled the pillow closer, trying to get comfortable. John eventually leaned away, and again said, "Relax, okay?” Immediately, I felt the pressure of him pushing into me and when I rock back, trying to help, he remarked, "You're really tight.” It made me smile, but as soon as he pushed into me more, it hurt. I tried to relax, I tried to let his cock into me, but it hurt so bad I couldn’t help but reach back, pushing on his thigh. Trying to pull away, John quickly grabbed my hips, and holding me, making me stop moving, he again told me to relax. The head of his cock felt so big as he pushed it into me, and when he pushed in more, I lifted up. He had to know it hurt because he seemed to struggle too. Eventually, he stopped and when he pulled out, I smiled and took a deep breath. John again felt on my ass again, and when he said, "Try to relax,” I knew he was going to try again. Taking another deep breath, I put my head down again, and desperately tried to relax. Feeling him put the head of his cock against my puckered little hole again, I tried to push out as he pushed in. At first it was okay, because he simply pushed in a little and pulled out, trying to go slow. Suddenly though as he pushed in further, it immediately hurt. I tried to accept it but thought, "Oh my god, I can’t do it.” Feeling me try to pull away again, he held me, not letting me move. He was in me, but only a little way, and then grabbing my shoulders, he told me, “Relax.” I nodded, but John then suddenly pulled me back toward him, pushing into me more. He was trying to force his cock in my ass, which again made me try to pull away. It hurt so bad, and when I raised up, he pushed me flat on my stomach telling me, “Stop!” Holding me down and leaning into me, he told me to relax, but it really hurt, and I continued to try to wiggle free, but I couldn’t. He did stop briefly and the pain did subside,and when I stop struggling, John immediately started trying to fuck me. Laying on my stomach, the pain subsided and it actually started feeling kind of good. John again stopped and asked, “Are you okay?” Nodding and mumbling, “It’s okay,” he pulled me back up to my knees. I needed to let him fuck me, and it really was okay, but occasionally, when he’d push deep into me, I did reach back to push on his thigh. I tried to block out the pain besti could, and as he started to move his cock, in and out of me, he leaned forward and seductively said, "Take it." As he leaned back, I immediately asked him, “Go slow.” Agreeing, he felt on my back and my ass, and when he eventually pushed on my back, making me keep my head down, I told myself, “I wanted to feel him in me.” I had been thinking about it, but right now, I just closed my eyes, and tried to accept it. I’m sure he still sensed it was hurting now and then, because he stopped, and asked, “How are you doing?” Again, I was glad he decided to take a break, because when he did stop, the hurting went away. I wanted him to cum and when he again started fucking me, and his thrusts became faster and more deliberate, he felt so big in me. Feeling on my ass, and spreading my ass cheeks slightly, it was obvious he was looking to see my butthole prolapse as his cock went in and out. I could feel it too, and I’m sure it was a turn, because I felt he was going to cum. Knowing he might be close, I tried to help by moving back and forth too, but he suddenly stop, pulled me close, and holding me, he said, “Turn your head.” Smiling, he reached around, and turning my head, he kissed me. It was open mouth and as his tongue pushing into my mouth, he again started fucking me. It was awkward and his thrusting into me were immediately more vigorous and more deliberate. I knew he was trying to cum, and then without saying anything, he leaned back up, grabbed my hips, and breathing hard, he started bucking his hips, fucking me faster. I wanted to feel him cum, and when I tried to move back and forth, helping, he pushed down on my back, trying to get us in a better position. It was obvious he wanted to cum too and when his breathing became more and more labored and he started working his cock more at the tight opening of my butthole, I knew he had to be close. It excited me, and when he tried to push deep a couple times, he whispered in an out of breath voice, “I’m gonna cum.” Trying to relax, John pulled me closer, and when I pushed back, bracing myself, he push in as much as he could. “Yea,” it hurt, and I did pull away slightly, but continuing to hold me he sternly said, “Stop!” “Oh yea,” I thought, “he must be cumming.” Stopping and trying to relax, I felt his cock pulsating inside me. It made me smile to myself, to know his cum was spilling out inside me. Feeling his warm cum inside me, I push back and after John gave a few short thrust, he again stopped and pulled out. I was relieved he was done, but as I felt him squeezing the last little bit of cum out on my ass, I suddenly felt his cum leaking out of me. It made me move a little and trying to squeeze my ass cheeks together, I unintentionally farted. Feeling more cum bubble out was embarrassing, especially when I felt John spread my ass, wanting to see. I knew my butthole was gaping, I could feel it, and when I again tried to squeeze my ass cheeks, John pulled me close. He was still out of breath and when he again rubbed my ass he said, “That was great.” I couldn’t help but smile to myself, but as cum trickled down, and dripped off my balls, John grabbed his semi hard cock and tried to push it back in me. I knew he was done, he had to be, but as the he pushed the head of his cock into me again and it slipped back in, I arched back thinking, "Oh my god, yea!" I wanted him back in me, and when he again started to vigorously try to fuck me, it seemed like he was trying to cum again. I wasn’t sure if I should try to help, but suddenly he stopped and again pulled out and laid next to me. He was out of breath, but was smiling, and seeing his face was flushed, I realized he was obviously as satisfied as I was. Telling me to lay down, he put his hand on my back and when he moving to face me he said, “Thanks.” It again made me smile and when I leaned on my side to face him, I looked down. He was feeling on his cock, and even though it was limp, I had thoughts about wanting to suck him. I’m sure he could see that I was looking and when he let go and we looked at each other, John glanced down briefly and then looking back up, asking, “Did you like that.“ Smiling, feeling a little embarrassed, John leaned toward me, giving me a side hug. Looking at me, he smiled and when I said, “I think I need to use the bathroom” there was a pause, but seeing I was concerned, he agreed. John quickly rolled off the bed, and when I slid off too, we ended up standing by each other. John was smiling and then casually put his hand on my back he told me, “I’m going to use this one,” point to the back, and then said, “Why don’t you use the one out there.” Smiling, I hurried out of the room, and going straight into the bathroom, I closed the door. I used some tissues to not only wipe my ass but also to wipe the cum off my cock and balls. Immediately, I sat down on the toilet, and knowing there was still cum in me I strained to push out whatever cum and KY was still in me. This time, I didn’t worry so much about him having cum in me, I was more worried about wanting to get back to the bedroom, knowing, he was probably there waiting. Smiling to myself, and after peeing, I wiped my ass again, and standing up, I instinctively looked into the toilet, wanting to see. Just like last time, there was some white stuff floating amongst the tissue paper, and again seeing that some had sank to the bottom, I smiled. I knew his sperm was still in me and after quickly flushing, and putting the seat down, I hurrying back to the bedroom. Going through the bedroom door, there he was. He was sitting on the end of the bed, waiting, but immediately standing up, he walked toward me and asked, “Are you okay? Smiling I simply told him, “Yea,” and after standing there for a moment, John then put his hand on my waist, moving us back over to the bed. Sitting down, he looking at me, and then pushed me to lay back. Laying back and moving up, so my legs weren’t dangling over the end, John immediately climbed on the bed too. Again as we looked at each other, he told me, “It’s really nice to be with you again.” I didn’t respond, I didn’t know what to say, but he eventually leaned toward me, giving me a kiss. It was obvious he was thinking about something and after a few seconds, he asked, "What do you want to do?" I was hesitant, but as I looked down, John casually laid back. He then took hold of his semi hard cock, and watching intently, he started pulling and stroking it. I wanted to feel it, and he had to know, because as I continued to look down, watching he said, “Give me your hand.” Looking up, he reached for my hand and then as he again placed it around his cock, and started having me rub it, I again had thoughts about going down on him. See I was nervous, he asked, You’ve never done this before, right?” Looking over at him, I didn’t say anything, but he was smiling and then he asked, “Do you wanta to suck it?” It was obvious he knew what I was thinking, and yea, I had wondered what it would be like to actually suck a guy’s cock, but I was scared to do it. I tried to focus on just stroking it, not really sure what I wanted to do. Seeing I wasn’t willing to go down on him, John casually moved his one hand to the back of my head. Looking up at him as he shifted a little, he smiled and then pushed my head down, trying to indicate he wanted me to. I continued to be scared to do it, and as my head got close to his cock, I wondered if he had cleaned it off. I again was hesitant but looking at his cock as it got close, i again looked up. Looking at me, john said, “It’s okay,” and when he took hold of it, he told me, “Open your mouth.” Thinking about having his cock in my mouth was intimating, but it was tempting too, and when it got close to my face, it smelled like he had cleaned it, and when it touched my lips, I closed my eyes, letting him put it in my mouth. Feeling the head of his cock in my mouth was weird but it was a turn on too. I couldn’t believe what I was doing and as John put both of his hands on my head and said, “That’s it,” I glanced up. He had his eyes closed and when he made my head slowly move up and down, and the head of his cock went in and out of my mouth, I thought, “What if he cums?” I didn’t really think he could, but it was in the back of my mind and yea, in a way, I did want to taste it. He was hard now, and after forcing my head down, causing me to gag a little, John suddenly stopped and said, “Oh yea, you’ve gotta stop.” Figuring that, “Yea, he was probably going to cum,” I looked up at him, letting his cock drop out of my mouth. John grabbed my shoulders and pulling me back up , he smiled and said, “That wasn’t so bad, was it?” When I didn’t say anything, he continued by semi jokingly saying, “Well, you’re really good at it.” It did make me smile shyly, and as he gave me a kiss, I could see he was againthinking about something. He continued to look at me for a moment, and then leaning away, he looked down. It made me a little self conscious, feeling he was probably looking at my cock, but then looking up at me again he asked,"You've never,” but before finishing his thought he stopped. Looking at each other I was curious and when I said, “What?” John smiled and said, “You’ve never, fucked anyone before, have you?" He already knew the answer, but I think he wanted me to think about it, but the comment, made me hesitate to answer. Seeing that the wheels were turning, and figuring that he'd be my first, he felt on my thighs. Eventually, I told him, "No," and when he heard this, John immediately asked, "Do you wanta try it?" Again, I was hesitant to answer but thought, "Yea, I want to.” Smiling, I had an idea what to do, but as I looked at him, I started to have second thoughts about whether I could actually do it, and thought of being in him, made me worry. He was so much older and more experienced, and feeling I might disappoint him, I didn’t say anything. John however smiled, and as we looked at each other he again asked, “So you wanta try it?” Telling him, “I don’t know,” seemed to make him question it, and eventually John said, “It’s okay, don’t worry,” and then said, “Maybe another time.” It did make me smile, relieved he was okay with me not wanting to do, and after letting out a big exhale, John stood up and again said, “Don’t worry.” Again, I didn’t say anything, but after a few seconds he asked, “You wanta spend the night?” Thinking about it for a minute, I wasn’t sure if I should and when he said, “I understand if you don’t want to.” I hesitated, I wanted to stay and considered it, but feeling my parents would probably worry, I said, “I better not.” Seeing I probably wasn’t going to stay, John started feeling on my cock hoping he might convince me. I wasn’t hard, but as he continued to rub and stroke it, it did started to get hard. John was looking down, but looking up, I want you to cum.” Looking down I smiled and as he took my cock in his mouth, I laid back. I think he needed to get me to cum, to signal I liked being with him. Immediately, I tried to concentrating, knowing he wasn’t going to stop until he got me to cum. It really felt good, and when he happened to stop sucking he looked up and asked, “Are you going to cum? Nodding, he again started stroking and sucking me and as I concentrated, it didn’t take long. Wanting to cum for him, I didn’t say anything, and as I got close, I gradually bucked my hips. Reaching down, touching his head, I immediately started to cum. I know he felt it, because he stopped and holding my cock in his mouth he gently stroked it. “Oh yea,” it felt good to cum and smiling as John moved up, letting my cock lay on my leg, he moved up. As we looked at each other, he smiled and asked, How was that?” It made me smile and when I didn’t say anything, John leaned up to kiss me. I didn’t know what to do, knowing I had just cum in his mouth, but as he pressed his lips against mine, I closed my eyes. I cringed a little and when he pushed his tongue in my mouth, I instinctively pushed my tongue into his mouth. I didn’t taste anything and as our lips parted he again asked, “Sure you can’t stay?” It was starting to get late and as we got dressed, John said, “Why don’t you come by tomorrow,” and then said, “If you want to.” It made me smile, but being nervous I simply said, “Maybe.” He seemed to be okay with that, and after he took me home, I couldn’t help but think, “Am I gay.” I liked having sex, I liked the feel, I didn’t want to think I might be gay, but being at that time, John was the only person to have sex with me, I was troubled. Again, I tried to stay away from John, but wanting to be with him was always in the back of my mind, probably because he was the only one to ever have sex with me. Yes, I’ve had sex with several girls since then, but continually feel I have to convince myself I’m not gay, telling myself, “It was only a one time thing.” However, the thought of having someone actually fucking me, whether it’s another guy or a transsexual is constantly in my thoughts, even when I’m having sex with girls.
Chapter 2 Harry was feeling sore every step he took down the corridor towards the hospital wing. He could still feel Ron, the space Ron had filled out inside Harry and how he had moved in him. He looked to his left and saw Ron walking next to him, who realised that Harry was looking at him and then gave Harry a grin. They made their way to the hospital wing to bring Hermoine her stuff she had asked for and she kept the boys there until Madam Pomfrey decided that it was late enough and called the curfew and threw Harry and Ron out. It was dark already and the Hogwarts corridors were now lit by torches mounted on the walls. „I`m hungry. Are you coming to the Great Hall for dinner, Harry?“, Ron asked. But Harry felt rather tired after a long an exhausting day and no hunger at all. „No, I think I`m gonna go up to the bathroom and get a good rinse. I feel like I need that to get you of and out of me“, Harry replied with a wink. Ron grinned again. „Good, the more fun it is to get you dirty again“, he laughed. „See you later then“, said Harry and the two parted ways. Ron headed down to dinner and Harry made his way up to their dorm to get his bathroom utilities. He also took his invisibility cloak not knowing how long he would bath and whether that would make it necessary to walk the corridors after bedtime. He looked at his bed and saw the messed-up blankets and a rush of excitement went through his body remembering just what Harry and Ron had done right there a few hours earlier. Harry had been fantasizing about his first sexual encounter for a while but had not come up with the idea that it could be Ron who would take his virginity. When Harry had thought about his first time after going to bed and closing the soundproof curtains around his bed he had always imagined a young girl with long hair and round breasts to be the one who would have sex with him for the first time and had pleasured himself a number of times with this fantasy in his head. In his imagination he had done it on multiple occasions and in various places in and outside Hogwarts. Harry felt his prick harden again while remembering his fantasies and decided not to give in to is arousal now, but to go down to the bathrooms to wash off what Ron had left in and on him. Harry made his way through the corridors to the bathrooms in a hurry and holding the cloak in front of his pelvis to hide is still showing erection from his memories. When arriving at the door to one of the Gryffindor bathrooms Harry found the door locked. This was surprising. It was one of the bathrooms the furthest away from the common room and therefore usually the least frequented which was why Harry liked to go here. He was used to being looked at in the corridors but did not like the feeling of being watched while showering or bathing as well. Harry tried to open the door once more, found it still locked and reached for his wand. He whispered „Alohomora“, directed his wand towards the door and the lock snapped open. Harry stepped into the bathroom and froze in shock of what he saw there. The entire room was flooded with foam and filled with a wet and warm fog that slightly blurred the vision through the room. The foam was flowing out of a tap on the wall and floating over the pool in the middle of the room. The fog came from the showers on the left side of the room and flooded it with a smooth, warm and comfortable dampness. On the right side of the room was a relaxing area and a big collection of different towels which were all kept in a Gryffindor design. The fog was slightly blurring his vision but Harry could clearly make out three characters on the beach chairs next to the pool. Two of them were tall, slenderly build and had flaming red hair. The other was also slim with darker skin and black curly hair. The second Harry realized what Fred, George and Lee Jordan where doing right in front of him he turned around and locked the door again with a spell which could not be overcome with the simple Alohomora. The three boys next to the pool where far too busy, to have been able to notice Harry come in. But Harry was careful to be as silent as he possibly could while sneaking over to a fountain and hiding behind it. „Damn, Lee, your just so tight!“, Fred gasped while pushing into his best buddies ass with full force. Lee just winced at Fred`s movement and kept sucking on George`s dick which he had deep down his throat. „Yeah, suck on it Lee!“, George moaned and grabbed Lee`s curly hair to hold on to it and force his hard prick deeper down Lee`s throat. That made Lee gag and George had to pull out to allow him to cough. „Is that too big for you, Lee?“, Fred laughed while he kept pushing his dick into Lee`s but and not letting himself be stopped by Lee`s coughs and rather enjoying the tightening ass which every cough brought with it. „Just wait until you get mine in your mouth again!“, Lee winced while recovering from the gag-reflexes. He took Georges dick in his hand and started to stroke it fast while looking up to him. He loved this sight he had while being on all fours in front of the twins. They had fantastic bodies and both kept them equally in shape through practise for the Quidditch team and working out in the school gym. Both Weasleys were tall with slender bodies and brought shoulders where you could see the muscles going from their necks over their shoulders and into their beautifully shaped arms where all their strength showed in well trained biceps muscles. Their chests were just as muscular and led the eye down their stomachs where six-packs just showed and all the way down to their red, curly pubic hair. And that framed their best parts. Both Weasleys were properly hung and Lee had gasped the first time his best friends had shown him what they had between their legs and had then learned how to enjoy these features and how pleasurable they could be. Fred started to pace up his rhythm behind Lee who took George`s hard cock back in his mouth again and started to suck on it. Harry could hear how Fred`s balls swung against Lee`s butt creating a clapping noise every time they hit him. These sounds alone made Harry shiver and let his dick twitch in his now very tight jeans. Lee then reached around George who had slightly bend forward and spread his butt cheeks which allowed Lee to reach George`s asshole and insert a finger into it. Lee knew that George loved to be fingered while being blown and could instantly feel how George got even more excited and could taste the first drops of precum leaking out of the hard cock. Lee could taste the slightly salty sensation around his friend`s cock and started to suck on it even more vigorously which made George moan even louder than he had before. Realising that his brother was coming close Fred made his thrusts into Lee`s ass faster and could suddenly feel Lee`s ass tighten around his cock. Lee had been pleasuring himself while being used by the twins and the sensation of Fred forcefully fucking him and the sense that Georg was about to come send him over the edge. Still sucking on George`s penis Lee groaned and stretched his ass back a little more to allow Fred to enter him even deeper and with that felt the orgasm roll through his body. His cock twitched in his hand and Lee shot his load over the beach chair he was kneeling on. His orgasm made his ass tighten which was too much for Fred who came deep inside Lee, filling him with his sperm. George saw Lee and Fred both stiffen up and hearing their lusty moans and was about to shoot as well. Lee quickened his finger movement inside George`s butt and circled the head of George`s cock with his tongue. That was enough for George and he came hard, shooting everything he had into Lee`s awaiting mouth. Harry was starting to sweat under his invisibility cloak. The scene he had witnessed had aroused him to the outmost. It was incredible to watch the three bodies going at it the way they had and Harry had had to take out his fully erect cock and had been stroking it wildly while watching the Weasley twins shagging Lee Jordan right in front of him. The encounter with Ron earlier had taken the pressure out of his balls but his little voyeuristic adventure had brought him on the verge of his next orgasm. His dick was wet from the precum dripping out of it and Harry enjoyed the touch of his hand on his own cock. He kept stroking it and enjoyed his great view, hidden from behind the fountain. The three boys had all come already and Fred was now pulling his softening cock out of Lee`s ass. Harry could clearly see Fred`s sperm dripping from his cock onto the floor and oozing out of Lee`s ass and slowly flowing down his thigh. George`s cock was also wet, coming out of Lee`s mouth who had eagerly swallowed everything George had shot into him. George`s semi-erect cock was now sparkling in the light that fell on it from the torches on the wall just as the cock of his brother did. Seeing that and the cream-filled ass of Lee, send Harry over the edge. He stroked his cock wildly and came onto the floor in front of him, panting and trying to muffle his sounds so that he would not get caught. Fred, George and Lee seemed not to notice him tough. „That was wild“, said George yawning and stretching himself at that. This showed his muscular body and especially the flat stomach. His penis was swinging a little as he moved. „Was that what you wanted, Lee?“, asked Fred. „Yeah, you nailed it!“, Lee answered and the three burst out laughing. „I`m gonna go clean myself up.“, Lee said. „I`ll help you!“, announced Fred and the two went over to the showers. George said down on one of the beach chairs and watched the other two. Lee was now turning the water on and Fred went down on his knees right in front of him. Fred took Lee`s soft cock in his mouth and apparently started to suck on it. Harry was astounded how they could go on after that show. He himself was completely worn out and only wanted to get to bed. Harry could hear Lee starting to moan under the flowing water of the shower and saw how Fred`s hands started to wonder on his friend`s body. Over the stomach first, then down the back and over his buttocks. Fred rinsed of what he had spread on it earlier and also dipped a finger into Lee`s ass again to clean it up as well. Lee seemed to enjoy this treatment as he stood under the shower with his eyes closed and his pelvis stretched forward a littler so that Fred could take his cock entirely into his mouth. As Harry looked over to George he noticed that George seemed to like the show as well as he had begun to stroke his cock again. But Harry was spent for the day and slowly started to move under his cloak. Silently he made his way over to the door, opened it with his wand and escaped onto the cool corridor outside the bathroom. Harry`s head was spinning from everything he had seen and experienced that day. It seemed like Hogwarts would become an even more exciting place then it already was, but in a very different way. Harry sneaked up to his dorm room. Ron seemed to sleep and Neville`s snoring filled the room already. Only Dean`s and Sheamus` beds were still empty. Harry quickly stuffed away his cloak and fell onto his bed only in his robe and barely managed to close his curtains before he fell asleep.
THE OYSTER- VOLUME 1 CHAPTER THREE IT WAS a glorious summer day and, as good fortune would have it, my day was free of scholastic work as Doctor White had decreed that on such a beautiful morn, his senior charges would be best occupied in activities of a physical nature. Although his progressive ideas were shared by few of the parents, they all agreed that the good Doctor was always mindful of his boys’ physical as well as mental well-being. Ah. yes, mens sana in corpore sano (a healthy mind in a healthy body) was a maxim dear to his heart and this is why that fine July morning saw me stride out through the fields, my rucksack on my back filled with my luncheon sandwiches and a jacket to slip on in case the weather changed, which at first seemed unlikely. It was just after ten o’clock when I left Nottsgrove to walk to a favourite spot of mine, Lapping’s Meadow, some two miles north of High Barnet. As I walked briskly along Oaklands Lane I became aware of what I believed to be a figure behind me that seemed to be keeping pace for pace with me. The sensation of being followed is a disagreeable one and I began to wonder if I were to be attacked by a footpad, though such crimes were virtually unknown in that sparsely populated area. I quickened my steps and at once was conscious that the figure behind me was doing the same. Soon the path was clear of trees and I became ashamed of my first apprehensions. After all, the Queen’s Highway was free for one and all to use. The steps dogged me as I walked on enjoying my exercise. But though it had been bright and clear when I left the school, as I crossed the main Barnet road the air began to smell of rain. It was still warm when I sat down on a mossy bank between the road and the fields of a jolly local farmer, Mr Morrison, whose sixteen-year-old daughter, Louella, was a young lady much admired by all at Nottsgrove. She was one of Tennyson’s rosebud garden of girls, a miniature of conventional English beauty with gold-dusted light-brown hair and soulfully expressive dark brown eyes, a most exquisite and charming girl who had attended the occasional cricket match between Nottsgrove and the local club of which her brother Harry was a noted member. I allowed my rucksack to rest against the slope of the hillock and the skin of my back haled warm moisture. I stretched my arms above my head and yawned, at peace with the world. But then the first drops of a summer shower blew against my face and I stood up reluctantly and readjusted my pack. I was about to walk across the field to take shelter in a barn only some two hundred yards away when I stopped abruptly as I saw the figure that had been following me for the previous mile or so. It was none other than Louella Morrison and I blushed to think that this lovely girl had frightened me into thinking that I was in some kind of danger. ‘Good morning, Miss Morrison,’ I called out. ‘Have you been following me? I thought I heard someone behind as I was walking.’ ‘Indeed I have, Andrew,’ she replied shyly. ‘I would have called out to you but you looked deep in thought and I had no wish to disturb your meditations.’ ‘That was most thoughtful, of you but, indeed, my mind was engaged upon nothing more than admiring the scenery. Now, alas, the rain has interrupted any such thoughts I might have had. Let us walk briskly to your father’s barn and shelter ourselves from this unfortunate shower,’ I said. ‘Yes, let us do so,’ she replied with a little smile. We stepped out smartly, when Louella stumbled and, with a grimace of pain, hobbled along as quickly as she could. ‘Miss Morrison, I am so sorry, let me help you.’ I said and took hold of her arm and placed her hand on my shoulder. ‘is that better? Come, let us see if you can walk.’ ‘Thank you, Andrew,’ she said, but I could see that she was in pain. ‘Permit me,’ I said and taking hold of her with my left arm behind her back, lifted her off her feet and carried her to the barn door which was slightly ajar. Once inside, I gently let her down by a pile of newly-mown hay. ‘Are you alright?’ I enquired. ‘Well, yes, I think I am. Let me take a few paces. Ah, that is better, I think it was nothing more than a slight strain and I am fully recovered. Thank you so much for helping me.’ And to my astonishment and delight she gave me a full kiss on my cheek. ‘Why, Miss Morrison,’ I stammered. ‘Oh, please, call me Louella,’ she said. ‘After all, I call you Andrew and you do not take offence at the familiarity, I trust?’ ‘Not at all, no, of course not, Miss, er, Louella.’ I shrugged off my rucksack and sat down next to the girl on the huge pile of hay that performed sterling service as a couch. We were both somewhat weary from our walk and we refreshed ourselves with a drink of bottled water that I had placed in my rucksack. The shower had now ceased and the barn was warm so I removed my jacket and sat in shirtsleeves and trousers. We sat together then in silence and I could not but admire the heavenly creature next to me. Her dark hair was drawn back in a bun and, as she loosened it, I noticed that her skin appeared faintly olive-tinted but otherwise of such clarity that it seemed illumined from within. She was wearing a blue jacket which, being fashioned tightly to her torso and waist, allowed me to see the perfect development of her breasts, while her lower limbs were clad in a long, pleated skirt. Her features were finely shaped and her full rich mouth beckoned mine. Our mouths joined and in a trice we were kissing and cuddling with the greatest passion. She pulled away from me suddenly and said: ‘Andrew, I know it is your birthday next week. I have a present. Would you like it now?’ Puzzled, I replied: ‘Yes, Louella, I would, but where is it? She undid her jacket and threw it to the ground, then putting her hands underneath her dress, she pulled down her drawers. ‘Help me off with my skirt and petticoats!’ she breathed, and I needed no second bidding as my cock now reared up hard against my trousers as the skirt dropped to the ground, swiftly followed by the rest of her clothes, until she stood completely naked in front of me. I could at first only stare with wonder and then with unabashed lust at her small but exquisitely formed uptilted breasts and smooth white skinned belly, below which twinkled a dark, rounded mass of curly black hair. Without further words, we sank back into the hay, entwined in each other’s arms, exchanging the most ardent of kisses as the clever girl began to unbutton my trousers, releasing my straining cock which sprang up like a flagpole between my thighs. She lay me down on my back and then bent forward, rubbing my rigid member against her breasts, squeezing along its length, moving to straddle across me so that her pert young bum cheeks were but inches from my face as she lowered her head, parting her full lips to take my cock into her deliciously wet mouth, sucking slowly, deeply, softly. She manoeuvred until her lips completely covered my engorged member, sucking lustily as she slurped down to the very base. The cheeks of her bare bum so close to my face fired me to even new heights of passion. The moist lips of her quim parted to my groping fingers and her bottom cheeks began a merry dance. Without delay I forced my head upwards and slipped my tongue between those pouting cunt lips which caused the lovely girl to moan with delight as she sucked steadily on my pulsating prick. She wriggled her hips anew and the curled point of my tongue found the wrinkled little bum hole into which I inserted it a trifle, as a fond murmur of pleasure escaped from the owner of the altar of love to which I was attending. My hands moved over her body in tantalising strokes and her clitty throbbed against my fingers as they slipped in and out of her pussy with ease, coated in the love juice which trickled from her in a stream. I knew that I could not keep this position without exploding and I gently eased her off me until she lay on her back. I eased her legs apart and knelt down between them. She pulled down my head to her sweet cunny and my tongue searched out her fine stiff little clitty which projected quite an inch and a half from the pouting lips of her vagina. I sucked it in ecstasy and titillated her sensitive parts so well that she spent profusely in a moment or two, holding my head with her hands to make me go on. It was perhaps the most exciting gamahuche ever as my tongue revelled in her creamy emission till she begged me to stop and instead insert my now bursting prick. I grasped her thrilling young body and guided my rampant cock into the soft, clinging pussy and she grasped my bottom cheeks to pull me inside her. Soon we were locked in hard, sweeping strokes as my long stiff prick slid in and out of her sopping cunt. I sank myself into her warmth, glorying in the smooth unfaltering motion of her hips, in the strong confident lifting of her body as she joined me in a wild bout of passion. I felt myself swell further within her as she kept driving up against the power of my punching hips, bouncing back from each drive, over and over again as she met every onslaught with complete delight. She bucked beneath me as I felt the juices boil up inside my throbbing tool and with one mighty wham! I plunged yet again into her juicy pit and the darling Louella arched her back to receive the thick squirts of frothy white cum that spurted out of my pulsating prick. My climax rocketed through me with such force that I was totally unable to fight against the current as the hot gobs of jism continued to pour from my cock. I could only whimper as the spunk dribbled down from the tip of my glistening knob which I slowly withdrew from its enclosing sheath. ‘I regret that I came too quickly for you!’ I panted. ‘Oh no, you dear boy, I have spent copiously too, but I am sure that we can repeat the game, can we not?’ She smiled back at me, sweetly, with a slight nod of her head. ‘This is really marvellous. I want you to fuck me again and never stop!’ ‘I’m sure they never taught you such words at school,’ I said. I am most surprised.’ ‘Oh, every girl knows the word. Now come on, Andrew, fuck me hard! Fuck me in the mouth and fuck my cunt!’ And in a moment our lips were glued, our tongues caressing. The hairs on my chest had brushed her nipples to erection and my fingers found their way to tickle her bumcheeks. She pushed me down onto my back and tongueteased my prick erect. The sight of her pretty face, her mouth bulging with my rock-hard cock, prepared me soon enough. But before I could move, it was Louella who swung a leg over her mount and lowered herself upon the phallic saddle. ‘Now, Andrew, now!’ she cried. ‘Oh, my dear love, fill me!’ Smoothing out every little wrinkle inside her cunt, it seemed to me, my prick drove upwards to her soft depths as she rode gracefully and easily, leaving me little employment. My hands roved around her slender shoulder blades and found the light contours of her spine. Following these down, I came to the cleavage of her bottom and fiddled between her cheeks to excite her doubly. She drew my hands from there, in protest, as I thought. But it was only in order that she might lead my right hand in a light smacking rhythm upon her rump. My frisky filly wanted the double pleasure of riding whilst at the same time feeling that there was a jockey upon her to spur her on! Gently and rhythmically I spanked her backside as she rode. The effect was such that I could feel warm, pearly droplets of love juice bedewing my prick as it drove into the very depths of her pussy. Suddenly she released a muffled scream of ecstasy into my mouth and the crisis was precipitated for us both. From the swollen knob of my cock great gusts of jism jetted into her dripping cunt. Indeed, it must have felt as powerful to her as to me-a rare event if we are to believe Doctor Featherstonehaugh-for Louella had her second orgasm within seconds of the sensation of my sperm squirting into her. We lay there quite exhausted at last though my cock still threaded her and gently we turned on our sides, remaining entwined. Presently we drew apart and hastily dressed as we had no wish to be compromised by discovery. Louella whispered to me that the house just half a mile along the road was empty but that she possessed the keys and that we could continue our pleasures there. I eagerly assented, remembering that the cottage belonged to a Mr Greenhalgh, a writer, who spent a considerable amount of time in France. Indeed, the little cottage was quite empty when we arrived at the front door. Flowering myrtle crept up the sides and wild roses perfumed the air about it. The flowers smelled of love and excitement, an incredibly sweet and moving odour. Louella bent down and extracted the key from under the doormat. ‘That is a most unsuitable place to leave a key,’ I exclaimed. ‘Any robber would look for it there after ascertaining that the cottage lay empty.’ ‘Ah, yes,’ replied Louella. ‘But in fact Mr Greenhalgh gave the key to me and I left it under the mat only earlier this morning.’ Oh, sweet girl, la bella donna delta mia mente! We kissed with burning passion as we entered the hall. I looked around as Louella led me into the drawing room. As Mr Greenhalgh used the cottage infrequently, he furnished the rooms quite sparsely. The furniture, all very old, consisted only of a large sofa with a huge bent wooden back, an oval table in front of the sofa, chairs along the walls and two or three cheap prints in yellow frames, representing girls with birds in their hands-that was all. But the room sufficed for our needs. The sun was now shining fiercely and its rays burned through the wide windows heating the room so that we stayed warm, even as we tore off our clothes to stand before each other absolutely naked. My truncheon was already standing to attention as stiff as any guardsman, its bulbous dome bursting through the foreskin to pulsate, exposed, as the lovely girl gently clasped the shaft of my hot prick as I took her in my arms. I swept her off her feet and, with her lips still glued to mine and now fiercely rubbing my cock up and down, she put her other arm round my neck as I carried her over to the waiting sofa. I laid her down on her back and, still refusing to relinquish her hold on my throbbing rod, she continued to tongue my mouth so vehemently that I felt the boiling juices already collecting in my balls. Somehow she sensed that my climax was nearing and she quickly withdrew from my mouth and pulled me on top of her. She motioned me to put my prick near her lush red lips and she eagerly sucked upon the red knob, noisily and uninhibitedly lashing her naughty tongue all around my rampant pole, slowly but surely encompassing inch after inch until I could hold back no longer and I began to fuck her mouth in long, slow strokes until at the downstroke, every piece of that delicious morsel was in her mouth and throat and my balls banged against her juicy lips. Such delight could not continue indefinitely and soon, all too soon, I felt the gush of sperm that was not to be denied and I spunked gob after gob of thick white foam into her throat. Louella greedily slurped every drop of love-juice from me, licking every blob from the tip of my knob until my fine prick lay limp on my thigh. The sofa was wide enough for us to lie closely beside each other, so I rolled off her and we lay motionless in each other’s arms. ‘Did you enjoy that sucking-off?’ enquired the delightful Louella. ‘Oh, my darling, the joy was almost more than I could bear,’ I replied truthfully. ‘I am so glad. My dear friend Sophia taught me how to suck a stiff prick but I feared that she was more expert than I. ‘Sophia? Do you mean Sophia Lyttelton, your cousin, who came with you to Nottsgrove last April when we invited local ladies and gentlemen to see our school amateur dramatics?’ ‘Yes, that is the girl, Andrew. Do you remember her? She is prettier than me, is she not?’ I looked at my new love with indignation. ‘Certainly not,’ I said heatedly. ‘She is by no means as lovely a creature as you.’ This was certainly the truth although I did recall Sophia as being a most uncommon beauty. She was a tall, slim girl, not yet sixteen with wavy golden brown hair, a high complexion and intensely blue eyes, a pretty little nose and a fine bow mouth. So that little minx had instructed my Louella in the art of sucking a penis! I was quite flabbergasted, and told Louella of my surprise. ‘It may shock you, dear Andrew, but Sophia has been sucking for almost a year now. In fact her first amour was with my brother Harry.’ ‘With Harry? He is only a year older than you is he not, my precious? This is indeed a surprising conversation for me.’ ‘Well, that may be so but Harry is quite a handsome boy and, despite your denial that Sophia is prettier than me, I know how attractive she is to men. Since Harry’s cock has been able to stand, I have noticed that his breeches bulge whenever he is near my cousin!’ ‘Good heavens! Are you sure that they have actually-‘ ‘Most certainly. Why, I saw them together only last month. You remember one Sunday the temperature rose to what must have been record heights. My parents were out for a walk and the three of us were left alone. Shall I continue, Andrew, as I have no desire to bore you with an uninteresting story?’ ‘No, no, go on, go on.’ ‘As I said, then, we were alone and the sun was beating down with all its might. Sophia suggested we take a short walk down to the river where it would be cooler. Our way to the river bank was by a path through a plantation of tapering firs which had been planted some years earlier and which sheltered the path in winter from the elements. By reason of the density of the interwoven foliage, it was a mite gloomy there, even during a hot, cloudless afternoon. To describe the place fully it would be best to call it a vast, low, naturally formed hall, the plumy ceiling of which was supported by slender pillars of living wood, the floor being covered by a soft, dun carpet of needles, mildewed cones and tufts of grass. ‘We all stripped off our clothes as Sophia and Harry wanted to bathe in the river and she had brought some towels with her. Nothing loath, I laid my clothes neatly in a pile but when I looked up I could see Harry and Sophia were already walking hand in hand towards the river bank and his cock was already in a state of some excitement. ‘I pretended not to notice and stepped off the river bank into the cool water, which was more invigorating. But to my amazement, Sophia and Harry had set down a towel on the bank and were sitting on it, embracing passionately. Harry was squeezing her titties in between running his hands licentiously all over her naked body, whilst she had hold of his rampant cock which stood staunchly up with its bulbous dome unhooded as she rubbed his shaft to iron-hard stiffness. Then, shaking a fringe of hair clear from her eyes, she bent down and took the stiffened tool in her mouth. I could see that she sucked slowly, with every refinement of tongue, tickling and working round the little “eye” on the dome. Then, afraid that Harry would spend too soon, she left off her lubrication with a butterfly kiss and turned over on her belly, pushing out her firm young rump towards Harry’s glowing face. ‘By now ‘I, too, was excited and my hand went down between my legs and I began to rub my own pussy which was already deliciously damp as I was standing in water up to my belly button. My excitement increased when Harry wet the head of his prick with spittle and, as he drove it down between Sophia’s bottom cheeks, I heard her gasp with fright. She knew, however, that she should not tense herself against the knob and she relaxed her cheeks as Harry drove forward again, this time reaching her puckered little bumhole, and he grunted with delight as he pushed in at least two or three inches of his prick, which fortunately was not too thick. ‘Sophia obviously possessed an exquisitely tight reardimple and his cock rode in and out of the tight sheath of her bottom as at the same time he twiddled her nipples and kissed the back of her neck. Delightedly I watched his lusty young tool plunge in and out of the now widened rim of her bumhole, pumping and sucking like the thrust of an engine. She reached back and spread her cheeks even further as the pace quickened and the movements of her rump became more hurried until Harry shot his jets of spunk deep inside her bottom. ‘All the while my fingers were working in and out of my pussy as my thighs squeezed together, but though some love juice dribbled out, it was not nearly as satisfying as a good honest fuck and Sophia had obviously reached the peaks of delight. They now lay silent except for their long-drawn breaths as the call of birds and the smell of mown grass came from the sunlit world around us. ‘Then Harry sat up and, with a frown, told us that he had just remembered that he was already late for an appointment with Mr Atkins, the farm manager. The matter of business would detain him only a half-hour at most but he had to make his excuses. We said we would wait for him to return and he dressed quickly and ran as fast as he could after his exertions towards the farmhouse. Meanwhile, I decided to return to the bank and I picked up a fresh towel and dried myself as Sophia lay back, exposing her firm young body to the sun.’ Listening to this sensual tale had made my cock rock-hard and the telling had stimulated Louella who responded eagerly to my advances. She wriggled herself on her belly and twitched her rounded bottom cheeks provocatively at me. I immediately positioned myself for the charge and Louella took hold of my swollen prick and lasciviously placed it at the entrance to her puckered rosette. I pushed hard and she cried out in surprise more than discomfort. ‘Go on, go on, Andrew. I want a nice thick pressing of juice up my bum.’ So I went to work with a will and her bottom responded gaily to every shove as I drove home, my balls bouncing against her smooth rounded bottom. I worked my sturdy prick in as far as it would go and it tingled deliciously in her velvety depths as her nether cheeks were drawn irresistably tight against my flat belly. I had corked her to the very limit. She squeezed to eject me from the constrictions of her bottom-hole but only served to heighten my pleasure. I moved in and out in a slow shunting movement as I snaked my right hand round her waist and, diving into her curly motte, I massaged her little erect clitty, with much luscious kissing as she turned her dear head towards me. I could feel her love juices flowing as she worked her bum to bring me off in a flood of gushing come which both warmed and lubricated her superb backside. As I spurted into her I continued to work my prick back and forth so that it remained stiffly hard and, with a ‘pop’, I uncorked it from her well lubricated arsehole. We lay exhausted, recovering our senses as the warm sunshine bathed the room in a rosy glow. My, my, the tenderness of those hours will ever remain with me, tamen urit amor; quis enim adsit amori. (Love consumes me yet, for what bound may be set to love?-Virgil.) By now we were hungry and we eagerly devoured the sandwiches and consumed the lemonade I had luckily packed in my rucksack. I asked Louella if she could come to the school that evening as I had no preparation before me and I wanted to fuck Louella again as soon as possible. We agreed to meet that evening at the entrance to the school and, after a fond farewell kiss, I dressed and began my walk back to Nottsgrove. At first I walked brightly with a gay demeanour, but the nearer I got to the school, the more my conscience pricked me-for how would Lucy take to the idea of my introducing a fresh girl into our sport? I knew that Lucy preferred me to fuck her above all others and she would be hurt if I showed that my heart was bound up with another. This was a delicate problem which would have to be solved and I wondered how I could do so without hurting anyone’s feelings. Never do tomorrow that which can be done well this day-this was a maxim that Doctor White was fond of repeating to us. There was much to be said for grasping this nettle at the first opportunity and I resolved to do so. Perhaps a mutual friend could come to my assistance, I mused, and by the time I reached the gates of my dear old alma mater, a plan of action had formed in my brain. Continued ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Notes; 1. During my visit to London for studies where we had an Old Ancestral Home, I stumbled on a family treasure. Apart from other things I also found a hump of books, diaries, and notes in the treasure which contained classic, Age-old, Erotic books, Novels, and Magazines probably collected by my Ancestors. They are all timeless and precious. They are a must-read for all erotica lovers. 2. The Original Authors of most of these Stories/Letters or Articles are long dead or Anonymous. 3. The "Other" Classic Victorian Magazine of Erotica. No one wrote erotica better than the Victorians. Classic celebrations of the senses like Fanny Hill, My Secret Life, and Venus in Furs just flowed from their pens. The most celebrated erotic journal of the Victorian era was the justly famous, The Pearl, whose once banned pages introduced many an erotic masterpiece to the world. The Pearl's fame is rivaled only by that of its successor. For, according to the apparently authoritative and comprehensive Introduction by Antoinette Hillman-Straus, when The Pearl went out of business, a new publication rose to fill the gap, The Oyster. Displaying a totally uninhibited and delightfully erotic style, the Oyster was written anonymously and privately distributed. The Oyster was largely forgotten until an obscure edition was rediscovered in the 1980s, in the wake of the success of revived editions of The Pearl. Like its predecessor, the revive Oyster went on to become a bestseller in our time, a classic work whose style and de***********ions are so frank they still have the power to shock and compel 21st-century readers. 4. Out of the aforesaid collection, presenting 'The Oyster: The Scandalous Victorian Magazine of Erotica Volume 1.' 5. The Oyster was an erotic magazine published in London in 1883 by William Lazenby, a continuation of The Pearl Unlike its predecessor the emphasis was mainly on heterosexual pornography
Hi I am zainab. I am 18 years old. My figures are 32 24 32 and my height is 5 feet 5 inches . I am studying in college. I don't know why I like to show off my body to older men. But may be it started when I was growing up and I observed men looking at my growing breasts and bulging ass. That excited me and I did not know what it was. I understood it as I grew up. The long stares of hungry men, specially older ones excited me and I started to dress provocatively. I wore skirts and shirt/blouse. The blouse would have deep cut in front that would show my 34 inch breasts. The skirt would be knee length and a bit loose so that once in a while it would fly and give nice view of my hairy snatch. I watched the men staring and that would always made me wet and I had to masturbate in the privacy of toilets or at home. I will narrate an incidence in a train. Our family had to go to Punjab for attending a marriage and the incidence took place while I was sitting and watching the beauty of nature from the window. We got on the train and I sat down opposite two older men in their 50's. I was wearing white shirt and blue skirt. No bra and no panties! I was aware that I showed the cleavage of my breasts and occasionally when I uncrossed the legs, glimpses of my hairy pussy. They were constantly looking at me. Their looks were making me breath faster in the excitement of exhibitionism. I had to bite my lower lip to make sure my breathing wasn't too obvious. After a couple of minutes I casually undid a button on my blouse( My blouse had buttons in the front at 2 cm gap). One of the men was glancing at me and saw me doing it, and I smiled back at his startled look. I pretended that the weather was very hot and I and to do it. I was looking straight at him and I think he could just begin to see the curve of my breast now. He looked confused, didn't know where to look, but he saw that I didn't mind him staring. He shifted a bit in his seat to get a better view. The other man was reading, but glanced up at this movement and saw me. He didn't look down again. They both were looking at the cleavage of my breasts excitedly. Then I started undoing the second button. Their breathing was getting heavy, and I could see them getting hard from the bulge it created. They boldly stared at the treasure of my breasts and swallowed hard. I was getting excited too and wanted to show them more. But how could I in a running train? I rested my elbow on the side of the window so that my arms pressed on my breasts and made them bulge even more. I then smiled at them and let them know that I was aware of their stares. I looked around to see if anyone was watching our little game but all were busy in either dozing off or looking blankly out of the window. I then uncrossed my legs and placed both of my feet on the floor. Fresh air rushed in my pussy and I felt better. I started to stamp my feet in rhythm to some unknown music and attracted their attention. They realized what I had done and casually looked down at my knees. I followed their gaze and slowly spread my legs slightly. The gate to look at my Choot was widening slowly and I saw eagerness in the eyes of the two older men. One of them had his hand on his hard on and was slowly pressing his cock. I shifted a little in my seat and then pushed my ass forward. This made my knees go up and my Choot was now in line with the eyes of the two men. They looked intently and must have seen my pussy hairs and then my Choot. I scratched my knee and lifted it slightly up. Ohhh God! That made my pussy open for them. I saw them getting excited and looking at my exposed Choot. I wanted t o show them more! So I winked at them and got up and walked to the toilet. I wanted them to follow me and I looked behind. Both of them were coming behind me and I lost a beat! The toilet area was deserted and best suited to fulfill my fetish. I opened the toilet door and went inside. I did not close the bolt but kept the door slightly ajar. The two men came there and looked around. They must have seen the half closed toilet and eagerly walked near it. I looked through the crack of the door and saw them looking. I had to act fast! I removed my shirt slowly letting them see me do it. Slowly my breasts came into view. I removed the shirt and held my breasts in my palms, kneading them and rubbing them. They were really shocked to see this and their eyes bulged out! I slowly raised my breast to my mouth and tried to kiss the nipple. But could not do it. So I started to rub my nipples between my thumb and forefinger and soon both my nipples were hard. They stood proudly on the swelling of my breasts, sticking out about 1/2 inch. I moaned loudly and my body shook with excitement. I wanted the men to look and I wanted their cocks to burst with thick white come! I removed my skirt and stood naked inside the toilet. It was risky and the risk was worth to be taken. I spread my legs and showed them my Choot. My Choot was covered with small pussy hairs and my clit stood hard and prominent. I opened my Choot lips with my fingers and began to rub a finger all along the slit. Now one of the men came closer and whispered, "Hey beti! Can I come inside? I will give you a nice fuck. " " No! please uncle! I have to stay virgin for my marriage so I cant allow that. But you can rub your dick while watching me. OK? ' He hurried in and I closed the door. The other man knocked it and I had to open it. I held it slightly open and heard him say, "What about me? Should I come inside too? Or should I just keep on watching? " " Uncle. Just keep an eye on people. Be on guard and I will give you your chance too. " And I closed the door as before. The man caught my breasts and kneaded them savagely. I knew he was in a very excited state. I allowed him to do that and asked him to suck my nipples. He gladly did that. I felt his mouth against my nipple and he sucked it in. he chewed it with his lips and then bit it slightly. This made me very hot and I put my hand on his crotch and undid the zipper. His 7-inch cock was out and smiling. Due to long excitement his red cock head was all wet with precum and I felt my hand slide on it easily. I looked at him and smiled. He went on to his knees and started to lick my Choot. Ohh that felt really nice. He was an expert Choot lapper and knew how to do it. His tongue rolled around my clit making me moan loudly. My ass jerked as his tongue moved all over my slit and finally he pushed his tongue in my Choot hole and started to tongue fuck me. Ohh God I was in heaven. I wanted his cock. I wanted to take it in my Choot in my mouth and fuck it! Ohhhhhhhhhh! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh I moaned and came! My Choot juice must have choked him. My legs trembled and I came and came! He licked all the juice from my Choot and fucked me for more than five minutes and then lost his patience. He urged me to make him come. He got up and asked me to wrap my fist around his cock and jerk him off. I did that and he started to move his ass in rhythm to my fist. I must have jerked him for a few minutes and he came. His cock spasmed and thick white come shot out through it. Some landed on my hand and some on my belly. The feeling of the hot come on my body was great. I rubbed the come all over my skin and left it there. The man put his cock inside his pant and went out thanking me for nice show. I told him to guard for sometime till I finish off with the other. The other man came in hurriedly and I could see that his cock was very hard. He did not bother to touch and asked me to masturbate with him. He took out his cock and began fisting it slowly. I bent my knees and pushed my hand to my pussy, watching him jerk off. He was looking at my fingers rubbing on my Choot. I pushed my long finger in my Choot hole and began finger fucking myself. It felt great while doing it with the man jerking off close to me I moaned obscene words and his fist moved faster. We continued rubbing our organs and looking at each other. Soon my body jerked and I came! My fingers were soaked wet. I took my fingers to his mouth and he licked them. This triggered his orgasm and his cock busted. Jets of come splashed from his cock onto my belly and stomach. Rubbed that too on my body. He put his cock in his pant and went out satisfied. I finished putting on my clothes and then came out and sat on my seat, as if nothing had happened.
This is part three of the story of “Eight”. In this part we meet Jane the third member of Eight and she has an interesting flashback to her teens. Hope you enjoy her little adventure and maybe the memories it might bring to you. Thank you very much to the people who have read my little story and even bigger thanks to those who have made comments. Your thoughts are valued very highly. Hope you enjoy this part. Gradually she calmed down and Jane began to ease the monster from her now wide-open arse. As it came out Jane massaged her arse cheeks and gently pushed them together until her arsehole slowly went back to its normal condition. “Ladies and Gentlemen.” Rene said “I strongly recommend that you try that as soon as you feel you can.” She then promptly went to sleep with a silly grin on her lovely face. Margaret picked up the dildo and said that she wasn’t even sure she could take all of it the normal way while George and Pete agreed that it wasn’t something they thought they could do. Pete then confessed that he had never had anything bigger than Margaret’s finger in him but was very curious to find out more. George and I strongly recommended to him that he start small. I pulled some soft blankets from the shelf and lay down beside Rene as George pulled Jane down to his side and Margaret asked Pete to lie beside her. I noticed that she still had hold of Jane’s monster and assumed she was going to test her earlier statement. The next morning we awoke looking like giant sardines neatly arranged in a row of 6. Margaret and Pete looked a little sheepish because things had gone a little further last night than they had intended but after everybody had kissed everybody and Jane had worked her magic with a morning coffee Margaret asked if this was how we awoke n every morning. Adding that it was kind of nice. Pete nodded and wrapping a towel around his waist headed for the bathroom. Rene leaped to her feet and grabbed his towel saying there was no room for modesty when she wanted to admire the scenery. Pete laughed and hung his towel neatly folded over his morning glory erection. We all laughed as George said he would be more impressed if he could do it when the towel was wet and cold. I made an appointment and all six of us appeared in Dr Marten’s surgery early that afternoon. 21 Rene and I went in to see him first and explained that we would like to be tested for all possible STDs. His nurse drew a couple of tubes from both of us and he took scrapings from under my foreskin and a swab from Rene as well as doing a PAP smear. Neither of us particularly enjoyed the experience but were impressed by his thoroughness. After we had dressed he sat behind his desk and gave us both a little smile as he said that he didn’t know what we had been doing or what we might have in mind but did say that some of the current crop of nasties weren’t curable and that we should always practice protected sex. Rene shocked him a little when she told him we practiced every day and he sighed and told us to pick up the results of our tests in four days time. He must have wondered what was going on when the next two couples to visit him had identical requests. George did say that his little spiel at the end of the examination was a little terse but at least we had accomplished what we wanted. We had a drink at a local tavern with Pete and Margaret who had to return home and do domestic and business things. We promised to keep in touch and a lot more when our test results were back. That night we met the next couple on our list – no deal and we all parted amicably with no hard feelings. Three days later the phone rang and a gentleman introduced himself as Dennis. He spoke to Jane who said she was reasonably impressed by his calm voice and obvious good manners. We arranged to meet at the same coffee house as we had used with Margaret and Pete who were now ringing daily and we were all counting the hours till our tests came back. Dennis and Anne were waiting when we entered the coffee lounge and immediately stood up when we came in. Dennis is one of the most compact men I have ever seen and it appeared he had difficulty finding clothes to accommodate his obvious physical fitness. Rene and Jane later said they wanted desperately to eat him. Particularly after he had greeted them European style and kissed their hands. If Dennis was an attractive man for Rene and Jane then Anne was an absolute knock-out. She greeted us quite formally and I was hard pressed to identify her slight accent. It turned out she had been born in India to an Indian mother and English father and educated in England. These were two of the most attractive people we had ever met. Three hours flew past and we all consumed sufficient coffee to bring on an early heart attack. We talked about anything and everything, we joked, we laughed, we almost wept at Anne’s description of what had happened to her father, and we talked freely about what we all wanted. It turned out that just like Pete and Margaret these people had been toying with the idea of extending their sex lives but had not yet met anybody they felt they could relate to. 22 Suddenly Dennis looked at Anne and said that before they came in they had devised a secret signal to each other if they thought they were meeting the right people and another if they thought this was just another meeting that was going nowhere. Anne’s reply was to stand up and kiss him. “I think we don't need the signal.”Turning to us she asked. “Would you like to see where we live?” We looked at each other and simultaneously said. “Yes!” We arranged to meet at their house in about an hour and they gave us an address in one of the nicer suburbs. We all trooped outside and piled into George’s toy car. He is a vintage car enthusiast and owns a magnificent and fully restored Mark 10 Jaguar. Dennis nearly had a premature ejaculation when he saw it and obviously we all shared another common interest. We called in at Dr Marten’s surgery and picked up our test results as his nurse smiled knowingly at us and seemed to be regarding George with a slightly less than professional eye. He swears to this day that he didn’t notice but we all did. They obviously wouldn’t give us Pete and Margaret’s results so we phoned them on the way to Anne’s and Dennis’s place and told them that we thought we might have found our fourth couple. Margaret said she would tell Pete about the results as soon as he came home and said she hoped we would have fun and that she wished she was there too. Dennis’ and Anne’s home was easy to find and as we pulled into the drive George gave a little whistle of surprise. In the drive was parked a beautifully restored XK140 Jaguar in its original British Racing Green colour and still with its racing livery. We all admired it and George stated that Dennis had a magnificent taste in cars and an even better one in women. Of course he went on to say that his second observation was due to the way he had been looking at Jane and Rene. Their reply was to grab his hand and put it onto his dick saying as they did it that that was where he kept his brains. We all laughed as Anne came out onto the balcony above us and beckoned for us to meet her and Dennis at the side entrance to their home. Dennis asked us if we had spotted any stray cats in the driveway and Jane asked were all green cats as attractive as that one. Dennis said that before we went inside there was something he wanted to show us and pointed to a huge shed that occupied his entire backyard and extended into the next street. “I bought the old house behind us, knocked it down, and built my little play pen.” He explained. He opened a small personnel door and we stepped back 70 years into a fully equipped prewar service station. Everything was in perfect condition and the only that weren’t genuine thirties were the gleaming and very late model diagnostic equipment and 23 enough machinery to maintain a motor dealership. This man is very serious about his hobby. He asked us to follow him and opened a small door at the rear of the shop. Later, George said that he felt faint when he saw what was inside. Four rows of almost every model Jaguar that was ever built and on top of them a mezzanine floor with a fully restored Spitfire aircraft occupying the centre space. Anne came silently into the room – more like a hall really – and said. “Beautiful aren’t they?” Dennis said. “Yes, they are but nothing compared to the three ladies in this room.” I thought to myself that it was a bit overdone but it definitely had an effect on the three women present who each stood up a little straighter and I thought their chests were looking even better than usual. Anne promised that we could return later to admire Dennis’ toys and he dropped another bombshell when he told us that actually most of the restoration work on the cars and aircraft had been done or supervised by Anne and that she is a qualified engineer. She led us out of the shed – if that is a proper description of what it is – and into their home via a billiard parlour and up a set of stairs in to a lounge/dining room which could have accommodated at least fifty people. When everybody was comfortably seated with their drink of choice in hand – fifty year old Scotch and ice for all three men, Vodka and tonic water for Jane and iced tea for Rene and Anne – Dennis said that there was something he wanted to say at the outset. He said – very formally. “Welcome to our humble home!” He then went on to say that although they had been looking for another couple for some time we were the first that they had actually invited back here. Then he went on to say further that he and Anne had had a discussion before we arrived here and that as far as they were concerned they had not just found another couple but as a bonus two. He then took a brown envelope from a drawer and without a word spread it out in front of us. I couldn’t believe my eyes. The document was a pathologist’s report and it read exactly the same as our own. I took mine and Rene’s re4port out of my pocket and spread it out beside his and Anne’s. “Snap.” I said. Wordlessly George laid out his and Jane’s report and the smiles and looks of delight on our hosts’ faces could have made a movie. “Well, that solves a major problem.” Anne said. 24 “We were trying to think of a way to ask you to get these but obviously this is just another area we think alike in.” Jane looked a little uncomfortable and said. “Anne do you mind if I ask you a very personal question and please don’t think I’m being rude.” “Of course not.” She replied. Jane went on. “According to the date on your report you are 61 years old – how come you look so good?” Before she could answer Dennis looked at Anne and asked her if he could show us what they jokingly called their little secret. Anne hesitated for a moment or two and then said very quietly. “I just hope these lovely people won’t be dissappointed.” Dennis said that what we were about to see was something that only he and Anne had ever seen and that regardless of anything that might happen between us tonight or at any other time they would really appreciate our absolute discretion. He then picked up a remote control and dimmed the lights in the room and at the same time a motor silently moved a heavy curtain to reveal a home theatre TV screen. Rene moved over to where Anne was sitting and took her hand and said, “Anne, what you are about to show us is obviously very important to you and Dennis. Are you sure you want to show us?” Anne just nodded and in a very quiet voice said she hoped we would like what we were about to see. Dennis held his breathy for a moment and clicked a button on his remote control. A title appeared on the screen which simply said – ANNE. There followed a series of digitized snap shots of Anne growing up in India and going to school and university in England and Australia. The only sound was a very soft harp playing in the background and what sounded like some strange Indian music using the sitar and other things. The production was brilliant and what could have been a very boring family album was brought to life by the quality of the presentation – and then it happened. Dennis and Anne appeared together on the screen and walked toward us holding hands. He was wearing an obviously expensive casual outfit and she was dressed impeccably in a blouse and skirt. I glanced at Anne and she was red faced and breathing quickly and I thought this will be interesting. On the screen Anne and Dennis let go of their hands and he disappeared into the right side of the TV screen. For the longest moment Anne’s image looked straight at us and then she reached up to her throat and removed the necklace she had been wearing. She then started on the buttons of her blouse and the music kicked up a notch as “The 25 Stripper” began to come from the hidden speakers. The first thing that became obvious was that Anne had nothing on under her blouse and although she is quite well-endowed her breasts jutted proudly into the air. Her nipples were quite erect and she stood for a long time with her hands on her hips and her eyes closed. Almost imperceptibly she unfastened a catch on her dress and undid a side zip. Her skirt fell to the ground in a soft pile around her ankles. Again she wore nothing under her skirt and her mount stood out proud at the bottom of her flat stomach. “Jesus Christ.” George. “That is just spectacular.” Me. “Wow!” Jane. “You are one very beautiful lady with or without your clothes.” Rene speaking directly to Anne. Dennis said nothing but I could see the pride written on his face and Anne just sat still and said nothing. On the screen Anne moved across the room to a table and selected a dildo from a collection that had been laid out in readiness. It was quite large and looked slightly evil as it lay on the couch where she had placed it. She then selected a smaller one with a peculiar dent in the middle and I realised I was looking at a perfectly made butt plug. She lay back on the couch and closed her eyes as she picked up the smaller of the dildos and inserted it without any ceremony into her fanny which by now was pointing directly at the camera. She twisted it around a few times and removed it slick and shining from her fanny. She looked it over carefully as if deciding what to do with it and then very quickly jammed it straight into her anus. I heard the girls gasp as neither like things put into them as quickly as that. Anne whispered, “I had to do it quickly or I wouldn’t have gone through with it. You see that was the first time anything went in there and it was only last year so I’m not very experienced.” Dennis appeared on screen without the benefit of his clothes and both Rene and Jane licked their lips when they saw the size of his donger. “Big man – big cock,” said George. “Small man – all cock,” I muttered. “So Confucius say,” Dennis added. We all laughed and the tension in the room evaporated. 26 The screen Dennis picked up the remote control for the small dildo which was sitting snugly in Anne’s rectum and gave the control button a slight turn. Her eyes flew open as she felt the increased vibrations but she soon closed them again and appeared to relax with a little grin on her lovely face. Jane said that she could relate to how Anne was feeling and that she just loved having a dildo in her backside as an accompaniment to whatever was happening elsewhere in her. Anne nodded and said that she hadn’t enjoyed it at first but that once she had got used to it now looked forward to doing it almost every time. Dennis put down the small control and picked up the large dildo which he coated liberally from a tube of KY jelly of the same table. Anne looked down at what he was about to do and spread her legs as wide as she could with her knees raised slightly. Rene asked her how she felt at that moment and she answered simply – “nervous.” Screen Dennis placed the tip of the large dildo, and it was quite large, against the front of her fanny and Anne reached down and adjusted the angle a little. Dennis gave the faux cock a few strokes up and down her slit and began to push it into his lady. Again her eyes flew open and I began to think that she was right when she said that she was not very experienced. Dennis withdrew the dildo and then fed it into her a little more than the first time. Finally, when he thought she was ready and after he had whispered something to her he slipped the whole thing into her so that just the end was sticking out. Anne then did something I’d never seen before, she raised her hips slightly and literally sucked the rest of the dildo into her so that just the wire and the control knob were outside her body. She then reached down and turned the speed up to max. What followed would have been unbelievable if somebody had just told me about it. Dennis knelt in front of her and placed the tip of his cock against the entrance to her fanny and entered her on top of the dildo. I couldn’t believe my eyes until I looked and could just see the end of the dildo below his cock. We all clapped and Anne looked embarrassed. The end was inevitable. With his cock clasped firmly inside Anne and the vibrator humming away on his cock Dennis only lasted a few seconds before he shot his load into her and withdrew his still spitting cock which she grasped and squeezed until he was empty. The screen went blank and we all sat in silence until Anne spoke. “Well, I guess I don’t have too many secrets now, do I?” George stood up and slowly began to remove his clothes in a parody of a strip tease while Jane moved over next to Dennis and began to undo his trouser belt. I sat next to Anne and felt her tremble slightly as I touched her breast. For a moment I thought she was going to reject me but then she reached down and stroked me through my trousers so that was OK. George looked at Rene and they both smiled as they both started to explore each other’s very familiar bodies. 27 Before very long we were all naked. Jane was sitting astride Dennis with his entire shaft buried inside and the look on her face said she had no problems with that. Anne was a little reluctant at first but soon moved so that I could easily enter her in the conventional way. I asked her if there was anything wrong and she just sighed and said that she was a little nervous as things had gone a little faster than she thought they would. I reassured her that all she had to do was say stop and that is what would happen – of course I hoped she wouldn’t. Her reply was to pull my head down to kiss me and then whispered in my ear so softly that no one else could hear. “Please fuck me long and slow and hard but gentle.” With that she opened her legs wide and pulled my cock into her after which she breathed in and I could feel her stomach muscles contracting at which time I received the same treatment as the dildo in the movie. I had never met a woman who could do that before but it should happen to every man at least once in his life – just so that he can experience it. When I asked her how she did it she smiled and said that her mother taught her from the time she was about ten years old. I was amazed and asked her if she had already started screwing at that age to which she that of course she hadn’t but that her mother had begun her sexual education as soon as she had her first period. When I asked her about what happened to her virginity she said that in her mother’s culture no value was placed on a useless little piece of tissue and that it had simply been disposed of with a quick and fairly painless thrust by her mother. More and more surprises. I sensed rather than saw someone come up behind me and winced slightly as Rene planted a dildo in my back passage and then leaned down and whispered something to Anne who tensed a little and then nodded agreement. The next thing I knew Rene had reached down between us and inserted an identical butt-plug into Anne. She then went to work on Anne’s breasts with her very educated tongue while George continued to plough into her from behind. I looked across at Dennis and saw Jane had very nearly brought him to an orgasm and that she was also red-faced and panting – a sure sign that Jane has not got far to go. Anne began to drum her feet on my arse and waves of tremors ran up and down her stomach – it was too much for a mere mortal like me and we both came together – for what seemed like hours. George had cumm in Rene’s swollen fanny and she crawled across to Jane and Dennis and began to stroke the crack in his bum. George took over from Rene and began to work on Anne’s nipples. She moaned and said she wasn’t sure she could take any more. Dennis then asked Rene in a very formal way that almost made us all laugh. “Please 28 enter me Rene.” Rene obliged by gently inserting the same butt plug that she had used on me into him and screwed the speed control right up. Dennis moaned and immediately filled Jane to the point of overflowing at which point he literally fell out of her. “Oh shit!” Moaned Joan. “Will somebody please finish me off.” Dennis came to life immediately and apologised profusely as he inserted four of his well manicured fingers into her and slowly worked his thumb into her also. Jane couldn’t believe what was happening but opened her legs as wide as possible. Dennis smiled and gave one last small push and looked satisfied as his hand disappeared into her up to his wrist. We had all seen movies where women got fisted but George and I were far too big with our great hams and rather than risk hurting our highly prized ladies we had never had more than three or very occasionally four fingers in either of them. Anne smiled and said. “Don’t worry he won’t hurt her.” Dennis smiled in turn and began to twist his hand gently from side to side as Jane began a very long and intense orgasm. The more she wriggled and came the more he moved his hand until she started to cry and beg him to take it out. George looked worried and asked her if she was in pain to which she replied that wasn’t the problem but she couldn’t take any more orgasms in one session. Jane rolled onto her stomach and sucked in huge gulps of air as she slowly came back to earth. After a while she staggered to her feet and walked across to Dennis and kissed him so deeply that he couldn’t breathe properly. “Thank you.” Was all she said. Dennis then asked us if anybody would like a nice warm swim and led us downstairs to an indoor pool which was about the temperature of a warm bath. On the edge of the pool were six glasses of fresh squeezed orange juice and it wasn’t till months later that I found out that the other person in the house was Anne’s mother. So far I was the only male who had enjoyed Anne on this afternoon but after a while George swam across to her and duck dived underneath her. The look on her face was proof positive of what he was doing down there. Denis meanwhile had swum across to Rene and obviously was giving her quite a lot of pleasure with his well-educated fingers. Jane floated over to me and said. “You know how I feel about you Brian.” I replied that I loved her too and that she didn’t have to tell me how she felt. She kissed me and said. “Do you mind if we don’t fuck just yet? My stomach feels 29 like a train has been through it – I don’t know how many orgasms Dennis gave me with his hand but I lost count at about nine and then he just kept going. When I feel better I’d like you and George to talk to him about what he did and see if you can repeat the performance.” I held up my hand so that she could see how big it was and she said that if she could take Dennis on a first time basis she was sure that with practice she could manage both George and me. I suggested that both of us at the same time might be a bit too much and she gently bit my ear. “Shut-up!” Was all she said. By now George was on the edge of the pool resting on his elbows as Anne slid up and down on him and judging by the look on her face she was very close to another orgasm. Jane and I swam over to them and Jane took hold of my now thoroughly hard cock and fed me into Anne’s rear end. She stopped for a moment and then groaned and continued to move while Jane held us both in a strong embrace. I could feel George through the wall between Anne’s cunt and her arse and as her stomach muscles started to spasm we both emptied our cocks into her. When we came down from the ceiling we looked over to see Rene getting a taste of what Jane had experienced earlier. By the look on her face she was as far gone as Jane had been and Dennis was obviously enjoying himself enormously. Rene is much noisier than Jane during sex and she was literally screaming as he twisted his hand and wriggled his fingers inside her. She had raised her hips and was thrusting against his hand while she counted out loud and her stomach muscles contracted visibly under her taut skin. I turned to Anne and asker her. “Does that hurt?” She replied. “Yes it does but trust me she doesn’t want him to stop just yet.” Finally Dennis leaned forward and asked Rene if she wanted to stop and she nodded “yes”. He withdrew slowly from her and she repeated Jane’s earlier actions of lying on her stomach panting and just getting her breath back. She looked at me and smiled and said. “Don’t argue – just learn how to do that.” We all moved back to the lounge room after drying ourselves on some freshly warmed and obviously very expensive towels. Dennis handed us each a towelling robe which he said was in case we felt cold. These are beautiful considerate people. When we got back to the lounge there were drinks waiting for us on the table and I wondered again who was looking after us. I think George was also conscious of someone else’s presence as he looked around the room carefully. Anne looked a little uncomfortable and I a small voice said. “Did Dennis hurt you girls with his little hand trick?” 30 Rene’s reply was to walk over to Dennis and kiss him deeply while stroking his now half erection. “Thank you Dennis, thank you so much for a truly fabulous experience. I hope you’ll do it again for me – after I return to normal because I’m still all tingly down there. Jane then walked over to him and put his now almost full erection into her mouth for a few seconds, when she stood up she simply said. “What Rene said.” She then turned her back on Dennis and slowly lowered herself onto his now rock-hard cock, wriggled her arse and settled down for what was obviously going to be a long slow shag. I said. “Before anybody else gets too carried away can we just talk for a minute? Do you good folks remember we talked about Margaret and Pete earlier? I’m sure you’ll like them because they are very similar to all of us and their tests came back this afternoon so they’re ready to rock-and-roll. I’d like to propose that the day after tomorrow we all meet at our place for dinner and whatever happens afterwards.” Anne looked at Dennis who nodded across Jane’s shoulder and we all began to talk at once about what had happened that unforgettable afternoon. Jane stood up suddenly and Dennis looked surprised and disappointed at the sudden end to what he had been enjoying but he need not have worried. Jane led him to the raised couch in the middle of the room and treated us all to a magnificent demonstration shag. We all clapped and cheered and set up a clapping rhythm which Jane and Dennis quickly fell into cadence with until it was obvious they were close to cumming. Then Anne did something to Dennis which I’d heard about but never actually seen. She reached down and squeezed the base of his cock until Jane had obviously cumm and only then did she release him so that he could unload into Jane. “I must teach him some manners,” she said, “gentlemen always cumm last.” 31 Jane Since my sixteenth birthday I’ve been the original horny little bitch. You see, it was on the day after my sixteenth birthday that I gave up at last what I had been itching to be rid of for quite a while. My mother had thrown a party for me and my friends but before all the festivities had sat me down for a birds and bees, mother/daughter chat which at first had not gone so well when she told me that I was the result of a late night petting session that had got out of control and was the main reason she had married my dad. “Great!” I thought. “I always wanted to know I was the cause of a shot-gun wedding.” Mum went on quickly when she saw the look on my face and explained that she had no regrets, that I was really important to her, that she and Dad were still in love and really comfortable with each other. It was just that she didn’t want me to get hurt. The end of the conversation came when she handed me a small packet and said. “If, should I say when, you get into a situation where you really want to do it, make sure he uses one of these. Do you know what it is?” I blushed furiously and could feel my face getting redder and redder. She put her arm across my shoulder and said. “Don’t be embarrassed Sweetheart, I’m trying to stop you from getting hurt. Do you know how to use them?” I shook my head and thought my face was going to catch fire – I couldn’t look her in the eye. “He puts it on his thing doesn’t he – so he can’t make me pregnant.” She patted my hand and said. “You open this and get used to what it looks like and I’ll be right back.” She returned a few minutes later and locked my bedroom door. “When you get into a situation where it’s going to happen the boy is going to have only one thing on his mind so you have to be in control. This is what you do.” She then produced a cucumber from her pocket and laid it on the bed while she tore open one of the little packets. “This is about the size and shape of most boys,” she told me and showed me how to roll the condom onto the cucumber. After a few tries I got the hang of it and my fingers stopped trembling. Mum hugged me and said. “If there is ever anything you’re worried about – you just have to ask me. OK?” I hugged her and said. “Mum, I love you.” “I know Sweetheart – just be careful.” 32 When we had lunch that afternoon nobody except Mum and I could understand why I looked at the cucumber and laughed a little. That very night I had my sixteenth birthday party and accepted an invitation from my boyfriend Steve to spend the next day at the beach. We drove to the beach at Kernell and spent the day just lying around on the warm sand and swimming. In the early afternoon Steve said that I was starting to burn and started rubbing some sun tan lotion into my back. It felt great. He started rubbing the lotion into my shoulders and when he got down to the straps on my bikini top casually undid the bow and let the straps fall to my side. This didn’t particularly worry me as I often did it when I was sunbaking to stop getting strap marks on my back. Steve didn’t say anything but kept rubbing the lotion into my back and occasionally let his hands slip down my ribs and rub the sides of my tits. When he started on my lower back I couldn’t believe how hot I was feeling and when his hand slipped under the top of my bikini bottom I asked him to stop. “Steve, people will see. Stop it please.” He reached up and retied my top strap. Too tight but he wasn’t to know that. He lay down beside me and kissed me long and slow and said. “Do you want to go up into the sand dunes so I can put your suntan lotion on properly?” “No way,” I said. “I know what happens to girls up there.” He looked into my eyes. “Nothing will ever happen to you with me that you don’t want to happen.” He sounded so sincere and I must admit I was very curious. “Promise?” “Promise!” We gathered our things and slowly walked up the beach. I was convinced everybody was looking at me and thinking about what they thought we were going to do. I stopped and Steve looked into my eyes again. “What’s the matter?” He asked. “You won’t do anything bad will you?” “I told you – nothing will happen you don’t want.” My legs felt shaky as we continued up the first sandhill, down the other side and over the next. 33 Steve spread our towels on the soft sand and we lay down side by side. He turned my burning face towards him and kissed me deeply – his tongue slipping into my mouth and exploring my teeth. I’d never been kissed like that before and was surprised to find liked it – in fact I liked it a lot. “We came up here for you to rub suntan lotion on my back remember.” He smiled and I handed him the lotion as I lay back on my stomach. This time his hand slipped right down the side of my breast and he took a full handful of me. This was another first for me and I froze not knowing quite what to do. Another first, my nipple was getting hard and Steve gently rolled it between his fingers – it felt so good. He kissed the back of my neck and tugged at my shoulder as he asked me to roll over. I hesitated and then slowly rolled over onto my back clutching my bikini top to my breasts. I looked into his eyes and said. “Promise – remember?” He nodded and after a few minutes placed his hand full on to my breast as he gently took my bikini top and placed it on the sand beside me. I thought I was going to die with embarrassment as this was the first time anybody other than my mother had seen my breasts and even she hadn’t seen them for a few years. He lowered his head after a long and slow French kiss and gently took my nipple into his mouth. I couldn’t believe what happened. My whole body felt hot and I felt a warm sensation between my legs. Stop! I sat up and covered my tits with my hands. “Steve - I’m sorry. Please stop, I feel really strange.” Then I looked down and couldn’t stop myself from giggling. The front of Steve’s bathers were sticking out like a tent. He saw where I was looking and said. “You caused that.” Steve sat cross-legged in front of me and taking my hands in his asked me to sit in front of him. Somehow it seemed ok that my breasts were swinging free in the breeze and I no longer tried to hide them. We sat like that for a long time and reminisced about our childhood romance and the good times we had enjoyed since I was fourteen and Steve was fifteen. He asked me how I felt and I told him much better and then he asked if I’d ever been with a boy like this. I told him no and he said he’d never seen a girl without her top before and that he thought I was very beautiful. I looked down and was surprised to see that both my nipples were bigger than I’d ever seen them. I also noticed that his tent had reappeared and it looked so uncomfortable for him and to me seemed to be truly enormous. He saw where I was looking and went bright red and apologised. I felt quite sorry for him and reached across the space towards him and kissed him full and hard on his mouth. 34 “Steve, I really like you very much and I think I know what we are both feeling but we must be careful – I don’t want a baby.” He replied that was good because he didn’t want to give me one. By this time we were again lying side by side and I felt his hand trying to undo the string on my bikini bottom. I laughed and told him he didn’t know much about girls’ clothes and that the front bow was false. He laughed too and immediately reached down and undid the back bow. He slipped his hand down the front of my bikini and cupped my fanny in his hand. I clamped my legs together tightly and we lay still for what seemed like ages until I relaxed enough to open my legs slightly. “Don’t hurt me.” I whispered and noticed that he was trembling. I felt him move his hand and one finger found the top of my slit and landed right on my clit. I couldn’t believe the feelings that were happening. My fanny felt alive, red hot and soaking wet. I lay back and lost myself in new feelings. I don’t know how long we lay like that except that he managed to get one finger into my fanny and suddenly it wasn’t nice anymore – I felt a really sharp pain and realised he had touched my hymen. “Steve! Stop!” I pleaded. “I’m still a virgin and that really hurt.” He stopped immediately and looked into my eyes with such a look of concern and tenderness that my heart melted. “Have you got anything to make this safe?” I asked and he replied that he didn’t because this hadn’t been planned. I sat up and looked deep into his eyes and said. “Steve, if I let you do it to me will you promise to be gentle and careful?” He nodded and said that he wouldn’t hurt me for the world and I told him that I was afraid he was going to but that it didn’t matter if he was gentle. Then I told him about my conversation with Mum and reached for my bag. His eyes grew wide as I pulled the little packet from my bag and said to him that I hadn’t done this before so I would try not to get it wrong. I pushed him onto his back and he lay still with his eyes closed. For the very first time I saw an erect penis, actually it was the first penis of any kind I had ever seen not counting a few Greek sculptures in the art gallery, and I almost ran screaming to the beach – it looked huge and I thought there is no way that is going to fit inside me. “We’ll see,” I thought and tore the packet open with my teeth as Mum 35 had showed me. I turned the condom to the right side and it rolled smoothly down his shaft with no air in the tip. I was amazed at how silky smooth he felt and I kissed his penis where the condom stopped. He moaned and said that if I really wanted him I had better not do that or it would all be over very soon. I laughed and lay down on my back with my knees raised slightly and he knelt between my legs. He did nothing for more than a minute and when I asked him what he was doing he replied that he was just admiring the scenery and that he’d never seen a girl’s fanny before so wanted to have a good look. I told him that if he didn’t get on with what he was supposed to be doing that looking would be all he did. He said. “If it hurts too much just say so and I’ll stop – somehow.” I looked up at him and pulled his mouth down to mine and while we kissed I felt the tip of his cock wiping up and down my slit. I was on fire and trembling like a leaf. I opened my legs a little more and he slipped a little further in and suddenly it was back – that sharp burning pain. “Just stop a moment will you?” I asked. He stopped at once and drew back a little – the pain went away but the warm feelings stayed. I opened my legs as wide as I could, took a very deep breath and grabbed both his buttocks in my hands. “Do it Steve.” I whispered and pulled him into me. A burning pain shot through the bottom of my fanny and I felt his whole length slide deep into my insides. I cried out and felt his penis start to throb and realised what he was doing. I cried and laughed and cried and laughed and he cried with me and finally he asked me if it still hurt, to which I replied “a little bit” but it wasn’t too bad. After the longest time he withdrew from me and I was surprised at how much was in the end of the condom. He pulled it off and buried it in the sand then lay back with a smirk on his face. I felt deliciously relaxed but still felt that somehow it hadn’t been complete. It wasn’t until I read some books that I discovered that orgasms rarely happen on the first time. The next time Steve and I tried was better than the first but still felt a bit uncomfortable and on the fourth try we finally had some success. That is we both came. It happened at Steve’s home while his parents were away for the weekend. I was 36 feeling a little high and dry as usual and Steve was feeling completely relaxed and smiling like an idiot until I grabbed at him and called him a selfish shit. He looked surprised when I started to cry and then I told him how I was feeling and asked him if he’d tried reading anything about the subject and he confessed he hadn’t. In those days literature about sex was not easy to come by and there was no internet so it wasn’t really surprising. He put his arm around me and asked what he could do to put things right. I told him that for a start he could slow down a whole lot and not simply plug himself in and bounce around. I lay back down and opened my legs wide and told him to kindly get to where he usually started but this time I wanted him to have a good look at me first. When he had done as I asked he wanted to know what I wanted to do next so I told him to look at the top of my slit and tell me what he saw. He pulled my lips apart and said that he could see a little pink thing that looked like a button. I said that was good and now would he very gently touch it but only after he had wet his finger. He gently scooped some of my fanny juice out and spread it carefully on my clit as I asked him. He looked up in amazement and said. “Hey, it’s gone hard and come out of its little nest.” “Congratulations,” I said. “Now you know what a clitoris is. Now please lick it very gently.” He hesitated and then did as I asked and immediately a whole new set of sensations flooded through me as I wrapped my legs around his shoulders. I gasped and pushed myself into his face and he stopped thinking I had been hurt. “What’s the matter?” He asked anxiously. “You’ve stopped – you nincompoop,” I replied. “Just keep going.” He complied and for the first time I felt the ripples of pleasure in my stomach that signalled an orgasm was on its way. When the sensations had built to the point that I thought I couldn’t stand it anymore I said to him. “Now put a condom on and do it to me and don’t waste any time.” He did as I told him and the moment he sank into me it started. Wave after wave of sensation and I cried out in sheer pleasure. Then something strange happened, because it was only about half an hour since he had been inside me it took him a lot longer than his usual 30 seconds to cumm and I felt another round of sensations building up in me. For the very first time we both came together and for the very first time I saw a new light in Steve’s eyes. He told me about a year later he thought that was the moment he became a man instead of a boy and that he was always grateful for the clumsy lesson I had taught him. Steve left school at the end of the year and went off to University – 600 kilometres to the North at the University of New England in Armidale. I stayed in Sydney to finish 37 my final year at school. One day Mum caught me looking a bit sad and asked me what was wrong. I replied that I didn’t know and she said that it was obvious what was wrong. I was missing Steve. I just nodded and she said she understood what it was like and that she missed my dad terribly when he was away. Then she said something which really surprised me. “You and Steve have been getting it together pretty regularly haven’t you?” I just nodded and she said for me to wait where I was. She came back and said she knew we’d been together at least twenty times because she’d bought me 3 packets of condoms. I went bright red and said, “Twenty nine actually – you put one on a cucumber remember?” We both laughed and she said she wasn’t happy about me running out and not asking for more. I replied that as Steve was so far away I didn’t really need any and she smiled knowingly and said that was precisely why I shouldn’t go out without them. She handed me a new packet and told me to put them in my purse. Then she pulled something else out of her pocket and I saw my very first dildo. “This’ll help Sweetheart – it’s what I use when your dad’s not around. It’s not a new one but I’ve washed and disinfected it so it’ll be safe for you to use until I can get you a new one.” I went bright red and couldn’t even speak to say thank you. She smiled and patted my hand and said. “You’ll find it’s much better than the handle of your hairbrush and safer too. Lock the door when I go out in case your sister comes in – or worse your brother. Enjoy Sweetheart.” With that she left and I quickly put the thing under my pillow but after awhile I got up and locked my bedroom door telling myself that I was just going to look at it but there was no way I was going to use it. For a long time I just sat and looked at it and then twisted the little knob on its end. The buzzing sounded to me like a chainsaw and I quickly switched it off and turned my stereo on. The beautiful mellow sounds of The Kingston Trio filled the room. Then I switched it back on. I sat on the edge of my bed and gingerly put the end of it against my fanny but with my panties still on – then I turned the little knob and – wow! This didn’t feel anything like Steve. In fact it didn’t feel like anything I’d experienced before but it sure felt good. 38 I pulled the leg of my panties to one side and carefully put it against my clit – that worked. My whole fanny instantly caught fire. I pulled it away – not out because I still hadn’t inserted it – I quickly undressed and got under the covers of my bed. For a long time I just looked at my new friend and then lay on my back as I usually did with Steve and very carefully put it into myself. At first I had a little trouble but as soon as it got wet it slipped in easily and I found that I could easily control how good it felt by changing the angle so that it touched my clit while it was buried inside me. Very soon – a lot sooner than I expected – I felt a familiar sensation and before I knew what was happening a sudden gush of fluid came from inside me and coated my hand and the end of the vibrator. “Thanks Mum,” I whispered before I fell into a deep sleep with the vibrator turned off but still nestling inside me. A few hours later I woke up and Mum was in the kitchen when I wet downstairs. I put my arms around her and said. “Thank you Mum – I love you very much.” She just smiled and said, “I thought that would work for you.” And so to the present. Forty odd years down the track.
Recap: I have screwed my ex and my neighbor so far in one day now I'm waiting on my gf to arrive and be number 3 for the day.... While I waited for the time to pass I text some with my ex before her man got home teasing her about future sessions. My gf text me to just go ahead with dinner before she got home. Even got texts and naughty pics from my neighbor. When she got home she made and drank a drink fast then made another while telling me about her day. When she asked me about mine I just said it was ok pretty normal day everything was fine as I replayed screwing the two other women in my head. She went on and on about her day till she was starting to slur her words. The sex she has is very vanilla but every once in a while she'll try something new. So she stops talking about work and is drunk enough to want spanked so she changed clothes into booty shorts and a t-shirt. She sat down in front of me on the ottoman with a paddle and said I wanna suck your cock. As I stood up pulling my cock out, I noticed the curtain wasn't pulled shut and she was still being this way but it's dark out anyway I thought to myself. I decided I'd see how much I could get away with since she was kind of drunk. She started sucking my cock as it got harder and harder in her mouth she pushed her head further and further down. Ohhh yeah I moan as I took my shirt off. She spit all over it then gagged herself a few times. After that she pulled her shorts down just past her ass cheeks got face down with her ass up making her ass clap begging for me to spank her. Please baby smack my ass she moaned clapping her ass cheeks. I grabbed the paddle and right as her ass cheeks clapped I smacked one cheek then the other. Oh fuck yeah baby give it to me she moaned out. She kept shaking her ass at me moaning yes baby yes baby yes as I continued to spank her ass cheeks till they were both red and stinging. She buried her head in the couch cushions sticking her ass out like a target moaning fuck me baby. I slapped her ass cheeks as I stepped up behind her pressing my hard cock into her soaking pussy. I thrust into her hard and deep making her ass bounce as I pound her. I kept pounding her till she said her stomach wasn't feeling too good and we should stop. I said ok no problem and she went off to bed as I started to watch TV thinking how I at least fucked all 3 in the same day. I get on my phone and go back to the messages from earlier and see I have missed texts from my neighbor. Apparently she was texting me while my gf and I were fucking cause she could barely see in the window from her garage with binoculars. I couldn't believe she could see or would and the texts were pretty slutty like: Yeah I suck your cock better than that. My pussies wet thinking bout earlier and watching you at the same time. I wonder if she can taste me on your cock? I can almost feel you fucking my throat and whipping me watching you fuck her. Thats it spank that bitches ass, I love watching you work sir. Thats all she can take no wonder you beat my ass when you can. What's better my pussy or her pussy? I can almost feel those thrusts, get deep in her. Wtf I didn't even get to cum watching so I know you didn't, what a let down. I read them all and my mind started going crazy wondering if she was a stalker or just a good slut. But my cock thought for me and I text her asking if she was still up. Yeah do you want to blow your load before bed? She responded. Yes but has to be quick! I text back. Don't worry I got you was her reply. I went to tell my gf I was going to smoke a joint in the garage but she was passed out already. I rolled a joint, turned off the motion lights then went outside. I sparked the joint and as I blew the hit out I saw the silhouette of my neighbor. I opened the gate making sure it didn't make nosie, let her in and closed it. Thank you sir she whispered as she walked to the garage. She smelled like a fresh shower as I followed behind her. I locked the door as I turned on only one set of lights. I got a good look at her now and damn she was in a satin robe, when she opened it I was surprised to see her in a mesh cupless crotchless bodystocking. Holy shit I said a quicky as I coughed from the joint and shock by what she was wearing. Oh I know but I'm a slut that knows you got disappointed tonight she said walking up to the hood of my car. Now you can properly blow your load with a slut that knows how to properly submit to you for a good fuck she said as she squeezed and pinched her beat up tits from earlier. I walked over to her checking her out smoking and sharing with her. Her bodystocking was amazing and tight on her like they should be. She could tell my cock was getting hard again and bent over the hood. She shook her ass at me and said take it. I put the joint out and buried my face in her ass and pussy licking her all over. Oh fuck yeah show me what she could've had she moaned pressing her ass back into my face. I slapped her ass cheeks as I kept licking her pussy, she tasted amazing. I licked her up and down as she shook her ass on my face it was heaven. I could tell she was close so I pulled away spit on her ass and pussy pulled my rock hard cock out and aimed right for her pussy. Oh God yes fuck me I can take it she moaned out as I sank my cock into her. I couldn't stop myself I slammed my cock into her reached up to her tits grabbed a handful and just pounded into her wet pussy. Oh yeah I'm gonna cum she moaned. I gripped her tighter and kept pounding her. Her pussy clamped down hard as she came. Oh yes I'm cumming for you she moaned. I pushed her head down on the hood and started slapping her ass hard. Oh yeah give me all she missed out on she moaned out. Oh fuck yes slut I moaned pounding her pussy. She could feel my cock flexing in her pussy. Blow your load, make me feel like a slut again she moaned. Fuck yeah your my slut now I moaned as I slapped her ass more then had a thought on where to cum. Fuck yeah I am cum somewhere you can't with her she moaned pressing her big ass back on to me. Hell yeah you asked for it slut I said slapping her ass. I pulled her hands back to hold her ass open. Yeah get deep in there she moaned as I pounded her getting close to cumming. I gonna cum I moaned. Do it show me what she missed she moaned. I grabbed her hip, pulled my cock out and some cum landed on her ass as I pressed my cock into her ass halfway. Stroking as I blast my load into her ass. Oh yeah take it all I moan. Oh fuck yeah cum in my slutty ass she moaned. I thrust deep into her ass blowing my load. Oh fuck yes give me what she missed out on she moaned. I slowly pulled my cock out and wiped it on her ass. She turned gave me a kiss said glad I could help. She got her robe on and left in the shadows. Then I finished my joint with empty balls.
Rebecca was on her knees, again, hungrily sucking a cock. She was sitting in a double wide trailer with two men in the living room. One of the men, the one whose cock she was working on, was her drug dealer. The other was another one of her drug moving fuck buddies. “So Becca” her dealer said “what if I told you I could hook you up with an extra quarter?” Rebecca slurped hard on the cock once before looking up and asking “What have I got to do?” Then before getting her answer went back to sucking the cock. “I’m going to have some people over. You’re going to be on the coffee table and we’re going to take turns fucking you” the dealer answered as he reached down and unbuttoned Becca’s jeans and began to pull the down. Rebecca hadn’t answered yet but stood up now, bending over to keep the dick in her mouth, so that her pants could be taken off of her. Quickly they came down as she stood bent at the waist with her mouth wrapped around a drug dealers cock. As she stood there bouncing her head up and down her fuck buddy got up from his chair and stood behind her. He reached down behind her and started rubbing her pussy through her panties. She moaned softly, the sound muffled by her full mouth, and pressed back against his hand. She knew just what she was, a slut, and she had come to terms with that. She didn’t like it, even as her panties were being pulled down and fingers slipped inside her pussy, but she accepted it. Rebecca didn’t realize it but she had been set up to be a whore for more than a year now. It all started with one of her boyfriend who realized how much potential she had to be a quality slut. A boyfriend who spent over a year training her to be submissive, to do as she was told even if she didn’t like it. This is her story, starting with her fall into depravity. It was just a normal day in the life of fourteen year old Rebecca. It was 7:20 in the morning and she was getting ready for school. Pretty soon her boyfriend would be here to take her to school and she needed to be ready when he got here. It was a Wednesday so she was dressed accordingly in blue jeans, a t shirt and converse, with no panties. She wasn’t going to bother wearing the panties today, since every Wednesday she went straight home to be her boyfriends bitch. A few minutes later Rebecca was brushing her hair and she heard the door to the small two room apartment that she and her mother share open. A moment later her boyfriend was standing behind her, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her against him. A couple of kisses on the neck and a whispered “good morning” and then she was finished brushing her hair. “My sister doesn’t need a ride to school, so I decided to come inside and spend a few minutes with you.” He said to her, sliding his hands around to rest on her ass. Rebecca raised an eyebrow, knowing full well that she was about to be doing something sexual, though not knowing what he had in mind. He took her hand and led her into her tiny living room. Her mother had left already for work. They were alone. He had already considered this and had decided that since they had time he would enjoy himself. Rebecca stood there, waiting to be told what to do. A quick kiss on the lips and then “What are you?” he asks. Rebecca knows exactly what she is to say. She had to be trained, and the training wasn’t easy forget. She settles onto her knees in front of him, very deliberately kisses the front of his jeans, and then obediently says “I’m your bitch.” She looks up at him. He’s smiling. Rebecca smiles, he is pleased with her, she did a good job. “So heres what I’m thinking bitch. I’m going to take some time out of my morning to fuck your ass. Then we’re going to leave for school and get breakfast on the way. Before we get there though I’ve got a place I’m going to pull over so you can suck my dick.” He told her, walking around to stand behind her as he spoke. He reached down and placed his left hand on the back of her hair, stroking her head gently as she knelt there. Then he pushed her head forward, lowering her onto all fours. Kneeling behind her he reached around and unbuttoned her jeans, pulling them down. He smiled as her panty-less body was exposed. He began to finger her, slowly working his hand back and forth. His top two fingers slid in and out of her ass, his lower two worked her pussy. Rebecca gyrated back and forth to get as much of him in her body as she could. He moved faster and harder, causing the bitches body to jerk back and forth and Rebecca whimpered with pleasure. “What are you?” he began asking, repeating the question as he finger fucked her harder and harder. “I’M YOUR BITCH!!” Rebecca cried as she was violently fingered. She began to quake as a orgasm built up in her. He pushed harder and faster, she began to shake, then cried out once and fell down and lay there. As she sat there on her knees and face he stood up and took off his jeans and boxers, kneeling behind her again. Rebecca felt him getting ready to take her and tried to catch her breath. If she was tired when he started in on her ass it was more painful. He knew that and that was why he fingered her so hard right before, he liked it to hurt her when she got her ass fucked. As she was breathing heavy she felt him line up and then thrust. He forced his hips forward as viciously as he could, pushing her ass up into the air and making her knees come up off the ground. She cried out in pain and pleasure. Rebecca thought of how much it would hurt sitting down the rest of the day and started to softly cry. It was all ok though as long as she did a good job and was a good bitch. She knew that if she did good he would take care of her. She just hoped that she wasn’t still sore in the afternoon when she would have to service him again. After a few more minutes of brutal sodomy he grabbed Rebecca hair and rammed home a final thrust before cumming deep in her ass. Then he got up and began to quickly get dressed. Only about 15 minutes had passed since he had entered the house. He looked down at Rebecca, who was still bent over whimpering and drying her eyes. “Hurry up, we still need to leave in enough time for you to suck me off before school.” He said, dropping her pants on the ground in front of her. Then he stood in front of her and half crouched, putting his hands on her shoulders. “Hey there, just relax for a sec. It’ll be fine, but we have to leave sweety.” He told her, rubbing her shoulders as she composed herself. They got in his car and went through the burger king drive through for iced coffee. The on the way to school he turned down a back road. “Suck me Rebecca.” He said as he drove. Rebecca leaned over and got his dick out. She immediately began giving him road head. As she was bent over he reached down her back and slid his hand under her jeans, grabbing her by the ass. “Good job bitch, now lick and kiss.” He told her. Rebecca had been well trained and knew exactly what she was supposed to do. She took the dick from her mouth and wrapped a hand around it as she moved her mouth to his testicles. She slowly licked each one, then lovingly kissed them each. She kept repeating this process, knowing she wasn’t allowed to stop until he told her too. After a couple of minutes he gave her permission to continue sucking him off. As she worked his cock he asked “What are you?” Rebecca paused for a moment to quickly say “I’m your bitch.”. He smiled down at the back of her head and asked “And what does my bitch like to do?” Rebecca had also been taught how to answer this question. She dipped her head down and deep throated him, holding for a few seconds. Then she answered “Suck your dick sir.” And she went right back to it. “And what will you do when you’re done sucking my dick bitch?” He asked. Rebecca answered automatically “Swallow your cum sir.” And kept sucking. “And do you like swallowing me?” He asked sadistically. “No sir.” She answered. “Then why do you do it?” He asked, and she promptly replied “Because my master wants me too.” Rebecca answered, the thrill of being dominated so completely running through her like electricity. He smiled, grabbed Rebecca’s hair, yanked down forcing her to deep throat him, and then came in her mouth. The school day passed pretty uneventfully. At lunch she snuck away to his car to suck his cock, just like she did every day. As she finished he smiled at her and said “so, I’ve been thinking about it and I decided we’re going to try something new. I’m going to give a few people permission to use you and I’m going to see how you do with a group.” He calmly said. Rebecca didn’t say anything. It wouldn’t make a difference if she wanted to or not, he had made up his mind. Rebecca began to wonder who she would be shared with. What strangers would be allowed to deposit their cum inside of her without her permission. The idea of it all disgusted her a little, how she had no control of what happened to her body anymore. But more than it disgusted her it excited her. She was a slut, she thought to herself. Her boyfriend must have caught a second wind because as she was lost in her thoughts he grabbed her by the hair and bent her back over the seat, shoving a dick in her mouth for the third time that day. It was ten minutes to noon. More to come soon.
Last night we had been to Keith's club, and spent 6 hours or more being fucked in every holes by every guy and 2 dogs, and still Kim was horny this morning, as she played with my cock and Sue's pussy she looked good still covered in dry cum, telling me to call a few of our friends to join us today for more fun. We had a light breakfast and did our internal cleaning, Kim as always now, eager to have a cock or toy in her butt, sat right down on our 12 inch dildo, working it further in until her first orgasm rang out, my cock stifled her scream a bit as it slid down her throat. Sue was working her own clit with a vibe and a toy in her butt too, as things warmed up. Around 2pm guys started turning up, and seeing as they knew us, didn't need any introducing, cocks and fingers began to fill any hole in sight. My butt opened up by Frank's cock as he took me over the top for my first orgasm of the day. Sue was already taking 2 cocks, as Kim sat over a guys face while her butt was fucked. We played for an hour or so, more guys turned up, and joined in, Kim now fully filled with 3 cock's, not sure if she had 2 in her pussy and one in her butt, or one in her pussy and 2 in her butt, whichever way it looked good, as the guys tried hard to continue fucking her. I heard Kim give out a loud grunt, then the 3 guys fucking her, all moved in harmony, as they set one another off, filling her with 3 loads of hot sticky cum, I let them finish, then moved over, laying near Kim, she knew what to do, as her pussy started to empty its load of juice into my mouth, followed by the juices in her butt, I licked her clean, sending her over the top again. I asked Kim to fuck me with our toys, as the guys needed to rest, she quickly put the strap on on, and inserted my 12 inch dildo, and not wasting time with the smaller ones, and with one quick hard push, all 12 inches went deep in my bowels. With a good sniff of the poppers, she soon set to, and fucked me hard, some of the guys using my mouth as a fuck hole while she kept up her pace. Then without warning, she pulled the 12 inch dildo out and plunged her fist deep inside me, working her fingers to find my sensitive spots. Orgasms rolled though me as I let her use my body, then she gave one hard push, and her arm went in to the elbow, after I slowed from my massive orgasm, I looked under my body to see a guy with his fist deep in her butt now too, hence the reason for her pushing so hard into me. Sue was straddling a guys cock, working him to a cummy finish, when he had filled her butt with his load, she moved sitting over his face and dropped his and more cum straight into his open mouth, then he licked her clean, with the last drop of cum gone, Sue turned, kissing and sharing the juices, the slurping sounds between them took me over the top once more. I knew last time Kim had taken 2 fist's, so with little effort, I got the other guy to lay next to me, arms up, Kim sat above us, with one huge sniff of the poppers, her pussy and arse opened up for our hands, I choose her butt, my fingers worked away Inside her, sending her into an instant orgasm, while I felt the other guys hand working her pussy walls, then she started to work up and down, forcing more and more into her holes, the cum kept her nicely lubbed as our arms slid further and further inside. I knew she was able to take a fair bit in her, after seeing her being fisted before, but when she gave a huge grown and lowered herself down to within an inch or so of my elbow, I knew we had created a sex slut. her orgasm also told us she was loving it, as she worked her body on us, my fingers clamped tight inside her butt, then to my total surprise, she took another big sniff, and lay back, holding herself up with her arms behind her, then she just about lifted her feet of the ground, just about all her body held up by our arms, as cum flowed out, then with a huge orgasm, she collapsed exhausted onto us. When she pulled herself up, I got two guys and did the same, both fists going in, and finding my sweet spot, sent me into a long orgasm, I moved up and down on them, as Kim set about sucking my cock, then I too, found the courage and dropped, both fists reaching up to the elbows, my butt so open now sent me into an uncontrolled orgasm, I just love the feel of a full butt, and two fists really do the job well, as I shot out anal orgasm after orgasm. Sue was keeping herself busy, and soon found one of the last hard cocks to fuck her arse, riding him for all he was worth, then she inserted our 10 inch vibe in her cunt and rode herself to more orgasms, as her butt took all his cock, I saw Kim knell near Sue, and as soon as Sue's butt was filled with cum, Kim slid her fist in, fucking and playing in her cummy hole, Sue was on a constant high with her vibe working its magic in her cunt, Kim slipped more fist in, she seemed determined to get up to her elbow in her too, and soon succeeded in doing so, Sue growling as her body shook to a huge orgasm once more. Once she had regained control, she turned Kim, grabbed our 12 inch dildo and fucked her pussy hard, forcing all 12 inches in, because it's so thick, Kim had a bit of trouble, but once she took a sniff of the poppers and Sue gave it one hard push, she took it all, then I grabbed our other 12 inch dildo, and rammed that right in her butt, both toys disappeared fully inside this young girls holes, as she screamed out another huge orgasm, One of the guys face fucked her, as she took all we could force into her, then just for a laugh, I grabbed my 10 inch vibe, and with little effort eased it into her butt, which was still full of the 12 inch monster, Kim moved forward, but was stopped by the guy in her mouth, as I forced more in, her arse opening up to take it, guys were shocked at how much was going in, so was I gave her a good sniff of the poppers and wham, rammed the rest in, her butt now had stretched out of all proportion, as the toys held tight. We held her like that for several more orgasms, working both toys so deep only the fake balls on the end were left out of her holes. When we pulled all the toys out, Kim’s hole stayed open, both staring at us like spot lights, some guys fisted her, while others just played, I got a bit kinky and told her to follow me into the bath room, others followed too, and soon Kim was being pissed on by most of us, she took it all, and while she did, I got a can of coke, shook it and as I opened it, pushed the end in her arse, the cold and pressure caused her to jump, but also cry out in pleasure as she orgasmed once more. Sue and several guys had a shower as Kim and I cuddled, she told me I was so kinky, but she liked it all. I said the coke was a spur of the moment thing and I hadn’t done it before, with a gleam in her eye, she shot of, returning, shaking a can of coke, then motioned for me to turn, with one hard push, the can went in, oh wow, it was kinky, cold, wet tingling coke, filled my butt, then Kim went down and drank, the fluid running out of my butt, I turned kissing her, saying, what are we going to do with you.
David's daughter Hanna was as good looking as her mother had been. It had been over a year since I had eliminated David and his wife in their lonely cabin in the Cascade woods. As I promised David the night I killed him, I was now focusing attention on Hanna, his lovely blond, blue eyed daughter. She didn’t live very far away, and had taken the death of her parents fairly well, it seemed. She had a small house she shared with a slim, small breasted brunette with long hair. Hanna worked as a barista while she went to nursing school part time. She was twenty-four, short, blonde and busty like her mom had been. The first time I bought coffee from David's daughter Hanna, I had a flashback of looking into her mothers blue eyes as my hands wrapped around her throat. My cock got hard in that moment, standing there making small talk, looking at her soft white throat, her big boobs straining the buttons of her shirt. Soon I knew where she lived, and after a little surveillance, her schedule and her roommate's routine as well. I soon found out how Hanna and her friend were making some money on the side. It didn't take long to find her OnlyFans page she shared with her roommate. The two of them did pretty well with some light lesbian action, kissing, rubbing and licking each others pussies. I created a phony account and subscribed to their channel. I watched them from my hotel room each night, biding my time for things to line up. I was hoping she was selling drugs out of the coffee stand, or hooking on the side; but she seemed to be a normal college girl with a few kinks. I was almost sorry that it would have to end this way for her. After a day or two following them I decided that the roommate left too many variables, and would have to go as well. I had never done two at a time, and the challenge it presented thrilled me. I started planning accordingly. There had been a stalker/rapist in the city a few years back that was never caught. Many believed he simply moved on, and I decided to copycat his MO for the girls and give the cops someone else to chase. I would also make sure their OnlyFans site would get some attention from the authorities. Knowing their schedules as well as I did, it didn’t take long to figure out a day where they arrived at their apartment separately. The spare key was not very well hidden, and provided me with a way in. Their two bedroom cottage was tucked away on a quiet street and had no security system or cameras. I was waiting inside for the brunette Mary when she walked in. She tossed her keys on the side table and the petite fair-skinned brunette came down the hall engrossed in the mail in her small delicate hands. My leather weighted blackjack came down across the back of her head and she was out cold. I carried her to the living room and stripped her nude. I didn't have much time to admire her pert little tits and tight ass, I knew Hanna was on her way. I bound the young girl's hands and legs with the soft nylon rope. I placed a gag securely in her mouth and propped her up on one end of the couch. More rope work would come later. I heard Hanna pull up outside, and come in the door. I let the young blond walk down the hall to the living room where she was met with the sight of her roommate. She stopped and took in the scene in disbelief, her roommate unconscious, naked and trussed with ropes. My blackjack swung through the air and Hanna hit the floor. I pulled her into the room and began removing her clothes. Her perfect tits popped free from the bra she was wearing and I ran my hands across the firm, pink-nippled beauties. What a shame. I carefully undressed her, cutting some straps and buttons with a knife, as the killer from years before did. I had studied the old cold case and made sure to use the same ropes and knots as the unsolved killer did, and the same knife work. I tied Hanna securely in a large chair facing the couch, her legs tied back and open, with ropes around her ankles and upper thighs. Her arms were secured down the back of the chair by the wrists and upper arms and a rope passed around the back of the chair across her chest, just above her big tits. I had unlocked their phones with the face recognition feature and had made sure neither had any plans for the night. We would not be interrupted. Mary, the young slim brunette with the equine nose and brown eyes, came to first. She found herself with her hands tied behind the back, a length of rope passing under her and tied at both wrists. I preferred it this way as her hands were immobilized at her sides and when on her back she did not rest on her hands. Both legs were trussed from the ankle around her thin thighs, making it impossible to run and allowing full access to their pussies. Her big brown eyes were wide as she watched me prep the room with lube and toys I had discovered in their rooms. She tried to move and made some attempts at screaming...to no avail. She squirmed and strained against the ropes, watching as I disrobed, soon wearing nothing but my black latex gloves. When my erection popped into view and I began to rub KY-Jelly down the length of the thick shaft she began to understand what was happening. The slight young girl began to hysterically vocalize under the gag. This bit of commotion awoke Hanna and she groggily took in the scene. What she saw was her nude roommate, tied and straining against the ropes, with a male figure at one end of the couch behind . The figure was naked as well, and held a length of black rope in his hands. She watched in horror and disbelief as the figure placed the rope around her roommate’s neck and pulled it tight.. Through the haze of just coming to, Hanna thought it looked like a black snake was coiling around the pale neck of her friend. Hanna watched as her young friend jerked up, her pelvis thrusting in the air as the snake tightened around her neck. Hanna focused on the figure behind her roommate with his large muscular hands on the rope. He was strangling the young brunette. He tightened his grip and the pale girl on the couch stopped struggling and went limp. The figure stopped, and walked over to Hanna. It was then she saw his thick erect penis, with a condom rolled down its long length. “Hi Hanna. I’m an old friend of your Mom and Dad’s. Don't be scared. We’re going to have some fun today, You, me and your friend Mary.” I could see Hanna’s blue eyes blinking and unfocused; I knew she was trying to make sense of the scene, so I took one of her large tits in one hand and began massaging it as I spoke. “We’re going to start with your friend Mary. I hope you don’t mind. But you do get to watch.” I walked over and pulled the limp brunette over a bit, her long hair falling across her body. I put a dollop of lube on my fingers and inserted them into her pussy. I could hear Hanna gasping and heaving against the ropes as I prepared to fuck her unconcious friend. I began rubbing the head of my fat cock against her cunt lips, enjoying the look of her shaved pussy. With a thrust I forced the shaft of my cock into her, gaping her little pussy open. A thrust or two more and I was buried in her cunt. I could hear Hanna moaning and whimpering as she watched me stroke the pussy of her friend. The young girl's pale body was limp as I rhythmically stroked her, both hands filled with her small firm tits. At this point Mary began to regain consciousness. As soon as she realized that I was fucking her she began series of muffles screams. Her big brown eyes opened wide with fear and she began struggling against my ropes, her pussy contracting around my cock with each effort. My hands went to the rope coiled around her neck. I cinched the fat nylon rope tight and the sounds of attempted yelling ceased. Her mouth was wide under the gag and I removed it; confident she wouldn't make any more sound today. Her mouth stretched open, her tongue snaking out, her lips red and soundless. Her body was bucking and thrashing under me as the skinny little thing struggled for air, her nipples hard and the abs of her stomach flexing. I could feel her pussy gripping my cock each time she flexed against the ropes. I held my cock deep in her and concentrated on the rope squeezing her air off. Her body began a series of convulsions as the lack of oxygen began to interrupt basic motor functions. Her mouth was wide open, but only a dry, rasping sound was coming out, her pierced tongue snaking out from between her lips with each gasp. I jerked her head forward violently a few times and tightened the rope, and her body reacted like a rag doll - limp. Her head went back, her long hair falling to the floor as the struggle began to cease and her body began to relax. I felt a familiar series of spasms begin as she drifted off into a hallucinogenic phase of hypoxia and began to orgasm in the dream state, her body twitching and shaking. Perhaps she was dreaming of her boyfriend fucking her, or a favorite fantasy happening in real life. Maybe in this drug-like state of mind the act of being strangled and fucked excited her. There was a muffled screaming under Hanna’s gag, as she watched her friend spasming with an orgasm, a stranger fucking and strangling her. I could see her straining against the ropes, her large tits quivering as she did. Her slim, pale, friend Mary was now limp as a doll, flopping with each thrust as my thick cock sawed away at her cute little pussy. Her face was covered by her long dark hair as her head lolled from side to side limply. A few small spasms traveled down her body, purely involuntary movement in the final moments. I continued to strangle her, although I was fairly sure she was already dead. Pausing, I reached over to see if I could find a pulse. Nothing. I pulled my cock out of the dead girl's cunt. “I’m saving my load for you, Hanna.” Hanna was in shock, her large blue eyes fixed on the body of her friend on the couch. Mary remained trussed with ropes, her legs tied open, with her pussy exposed, her cunt lips glistening with lube and her own juices, her small tits red and swollen, her head hanging back limp with her long brunette hair trailing to the floor. I took the rope from the brunette’s neck and walked to Hanna with it. Her eyes snapped to me and widened in fear. She began to shake her head and she closed her eyes. I pulled her head back by the blonde curls and slapped her face. Her eyes opened. “Your father was a fuck, Hanna. He fucked over people, he hired me to kill his Aunt Doris, and then he tried to send me to jail for it. That’s why I’m here today. I killed your parents because they tried to kill me. But before I killed your Dad, Hanna, I promised him I would come to see you.” Hanna began a muffled screaming, tears streaming out her pleading eyes. “You need to be better than your friend over there. The more I like fucking you the longer you live. Your friend had a tight pussy. Was she a virgin?” A dollop of lube filled my gloved palm, and I smeared some on her big pussy lips and inserted a few fingers into her. “I already like your pussy better than your friend's baby. I love these fat lips. You're no virgin now are you baby?”” As I lubed up my cock Hanna raised her pelvis slightly, and made a small pleading sound...an invitation? “Now you’re getting it, baby. That’s how you're gonna live longer than your friend over there.” I picked up a large wand vibrator that I had found in the girls bedroom and turned it on its highest setting. As it buzzed frantically I held it against Hanna's pussy while I took a large tit in my other hand and squeezed it gently. Her blonde curls tossed side to side as her pelvis rose to meet the vibrator, thrusting against it. “I think you're wet. Did watching me fuck your friend get you hot, baby?” Hanna nodded, her blue eyes fixed on her friend across the room, still tied and dripping. “I wonder what made you hotter. Watching her body as she struggled or the sight of this cock in her pussy?” Hanna moaned as the wand buzzed against her clit. I massaged her big tits with one hand, pinching her nipples until they were hard. I slipped a couple of fingers into her cunt and began fucking her as the big vibrator hummed against her clit. Suddenly she began convulsing in a series of waves as she orgasmed, one spasm after another, straining against the ropes, head back and mouth open. When she was done I removed the vibrator and rubbed her clit; watching her body jerk with my touch. When I stepped back her pussy was still twitching, pink and swollen from the wand and my fingers. I placed the thick black rope around her neck as she made a series of small pleading noises. Normally I use my hands to strangle someone, it’s more tactile and personal. But my cold case killer always used a length of rope, so I followed suit. I stood between her trussed and spread-open legs, her pussy pink and puffy on the edge of the lounge chair. Her cunt was wet and glistening from the lube as I nosed the big head of my cock between her pussy’s large lips. In one hand I had a small “pocket rocket” vibrator from their room, and I held it buzzing against the hood of her clit Hanna arched her back as my thick dick made its way slowly inside her, until I was balls-deep in her young pussy, my cock’s head pushing up against her cervix. I held my member deep in her, one hand grasping and squeezing a big tit, one hand holding the vibrator to her clit. Then I slowly pulled my cock out until just the head remained, just inside her thick pussy lips. I kept this up, slowly fucking her tightly bound body until she was shaking with another orgasm, her cunt covulsing around my thick cock. Hanna continued making soft mewing sounds under her gag as the waves subsided. “Mmmm that's good, huh baby?” After her orgasm faded I picked up the pace, stroking her cunt and both hands on those big round tits. Finally I had to pause and pull out of her. “Wow baby..I don't want to come yet. You're too much fun”. I freed up one of her hands and put a large black dildo in it. “Put it in your pussy baby. I want to see you fuck yourself with it.” Hanna held it for a moment, then reached down and slid the fat silicone dick into her dripping slit and began moving it in and out. “You need something to watch while you masturbate, baby. How about I fuck your friend again?” I moved to the couch and positioned the body of the pale, thin brunette so she could see my cock slide into her cunt. I heard Hanna make a sound as my dick slipped into the shaved pussy of her dead friend. As I stroked the slim body of her roommate I watched Hanna fucking herself with the thick dildo, her eyes locked on the limp body of her roommate. She would withdraw it and rub the silicone head of it on her clit and plunge it back into the hilt, making some soft mewing sounds under her gag. I slipped my cock out of the dead brunette and took her head in my hands, turning her lifeless eyes to Hanna. “Look at your friend getting off watching you baby.” I said as I palmed a small tit and squeezed it. Hanna pulled the dildo out of her cunt and rubbed the length along her pussy, gently spasming again. “Are you faking Hanna, or was that number three?” Hanna made a thrusting motion with her pelvis, dropping the dildo and cupping one of her big round boobs, pinching a nipple and holding it up for me. “”I’d love to leave some saliva on your big titts baby, but you know I can’t.” I said, tying her hand back down. I pulled the condom off my cock and carefully put it in a baggie. Hanna watched as I rolled a silicone penis extender down the length of my dick. It was ribbed, knurled and spiked and made my fat cock another two and half inches longer and a little thicker. And it would contain all the cum I was about to unload into her cunt. I slipped my sheathed cock into her pussy and she groaned as the length bottomed out inside her, the texture of the extender and the extra size bringing a whole different sensation to her cunt. I took the rope in my hands and began tightening the coils around her neck. “Hanna, I would love to fuck you all night, but we’re running out of time. Did you think if you fucked me good I might let you live? Gotta keep my promise to your Dad, honey.” Her big blue eyes widened as she realized that she was about to join her friend. Her mouth opened to scream but this time no sound emerged but a rasping gasp. Her head whipped from side to side tossing her blonde curls onto her face, her blue eyes flashing. She strained at the ropes as I began to pound her pussy, her tits quivering with each thrust. Her big blue eyes fixed on me, and I stared back into them as the coils of rope tightened and her body heaved. I took a moment to pull the gag out of her mouth so I could see it pop open, gasping for air, noiselessly moving, her tongue snaking out. I pushed my cock deep in her as I put all my strength into the ropes. Her body jerked forward with all her strength; once, twice, three times - all the while my cock pinning her to the chair and the rope coiling around her neck She began to enter the hallucination state of hypoxia, her eyes wandering, her body gently jerking as the fight left her. “I’m really sorry baby, you are so pretty and such a good fuck; but I promised your Dad I’d kill you too.” I tightened the rope more and began to stroke her again, my own orgasm building as my cock still sheathed in the extender, gaped her pussy wide, the soft silicone barbs and ridges stimulating her cunt walls and G-spot. As her pretty mouth opened wide, a series of convulsions traveled down her frame and I could feel her pussy contracting around my cock in a series of pulses. Suddenly my cock began jetting cum into her as she jerked and twitched. Wave after wave of orgasmic spasms shook me as I continued to shoot inside her. When I was finally finished convulsing with the intense orgasm, I turned my attention back to the lovely girl I was fucking. Hanna had expired while I was cumming inside her. Her blue eyes now were fixed on some point across the room, her body limp and relaxed. She had no pulse or breath. My cock still sheathed in the transparent extender slid out of her cunt leaving it gaping wide and dripping. I removed and bagged the cum-filled device. Hanna’s pussy was pink, swollen and wet, her perfect tits a little red, nipples hard, her mouth open and a hint of her pierced tongue just inside. I looked at her for a while, trying to capture every detail in my memory. The cold-case killer had one other idiosyncrasy that I had to copy before the picture was complete. I pulled a long sharp knife out of my bag and slit the throat of each girl, watching the blood run down their tits. Now the scene was a near copy of the old unsolved murders. It was now dark, the house scrubbed of every trace of me. I locked the door behind me and moved off into the night.
It was a beautiful day, I had just got home around lunch time, after spending the night with a gay couple I meet, they had arranged a gay orgy last night and I was the main course, some 10 guys had fucked me and fisted my butt, and this morning, Tony and Simon gave me a early morning fuck, refilling my butt with cum, for my trip home As I stripped of for a shower, I saw my teenage kids swimming naked in the pool, being nudist we all enjoy the privacy of our country home, the kids (Stuart is now 19 and Kim is 18) love their own house to, built at the back of the garden, we built it to give them some room away from us as they grew up and started work. I took a warm shower and used my douche making sure I was ready for more fun this afternoon, then went out to say goodbye to Stuart and Kim, telling them I would be home in 5 hours or so, and bringing Sue, my wife back with me, Sue had spent the weekend with her lover at a motel. but the kids had been told she was with friends, she often makes him pay for a weekend away, Its her way of making sure she can get him to fuck her more than once or twice, as she loves his big cock. also he's as kinky as we are too, but for some reason he's not bi, other wise she would bring him home for me too. I drove off, knowing I would be having more fun, with Dave before picking Sue up around 6 pm, then as always we would fuck for a few hours whilst telling one another about our sexual fun. Dave let me in, apoligising as he did, that he only had an hour to spare, as he had other straight friends call, and say they would be dropping in, so without loosing a second, we stripped of and got into sucking and fucking, the hour went to quick as I got dressed, his cum still running down my inner legs. I wondered what to do, oh well, might as well go home, and drive back later to pick Sue up. I drove up and walked in the side door, the kids were not in the pool, as I stripped off, more cum run down my legs, so I thought a quick shower then swim would be nice. The noises from our bedroom sounded like Sue was home, but I knew she wasn't, so I walked slowly, the door was ajar, my eyes popped out, Kim was fucking Stuart doggy stlye on our bed, with my 9 inche vibe, in the strapon. I watched transfixed, he took it all, Kim was banging into him full thrust too, he pushed back, his anal orgasms sounded just like mine do. For some 20 minutes he took all she could give, then they changed, Kim got on her knees and Stuart began to fuck her pussy, then her arse, I also saw they took a few sniff of my poppers, now I know why it seemed to run out quicker than before, without realising my cock was rock hard, and I had been wanking myself while I watched them. I held of cuming, but needed to fuck soon. Stuart then got the 9 inch vibe and shoved it up Kims butt as his cock went deep in her pussy, I could clearly see her butt take it all, as he fucked her hard, then as his balls began to swell, he shot his man seed deep inside her, Kim had a huge orgasm as his balls emptied inside her. his cum slowly leaked out of her pussy as he pulled away. As Stuart relaxed, laying next to his sister, I walked in, saying what a great sight they were, both looked stunned, but without missing a beat, I bent down kissing Kim,saying she looked just like her mum, whilst shes getting fucked by guys. Again both were stunned, without warning they had just been told their mum and I were into swinging, my erert cock gave away my thoughts, as Kim looked straight at it. I moved sitting close to her face, my cock inches from her mouth, wanted badly to go further over. I asked how they knew about our toys and poppers, Kim looked shy as she told me how one day, about a year ago, she had seen some photos on my pc, of me and Sue being fucked by other guys, then when she showed Stuart they began to play, using my toys, at first,then fucking one another. Stuart said that later, when they found the video of me and Sue taking several guys in our arse turned him on, he said the noises I made when I had anal orgasm made him think, so they began to try anal, using our douche that is in our onsuite first. Both found that they enjoyed all kinds of sexual fun, Kim espicaily loved my big 12 vibe, when Stu fucked her arse with it. This shocked me a bit as the 12 inch vibe is quite thick too. but then I have 2 12 inch dildo's maybe it was the thinner one. I said yer, I love it too when Sue fucks me with it, my cock now leaking precum dripped onto the bed, Kim licked her lips, so with lttle fuss I moved my cock going right in her mouth first go. She sucked it hard, I had to hold back, not wanting to blow to quick, so I turned her around, and slid my cock balls deep in her cum soaked pussy. Kim pushed back, as Stu face fucked her now, again, I was in heaven, my daughters pussy gripped my cock tight, but I wanted to go for broke, with one quick move, I pushed my cock in her butt, it was so nice, soft and warm, but also still tight. so I began my onslaught, fucking her hard and fast, my balls now well past holding off, let loose, cum flooded her arse, seeping out down her legs, as my cock shook uncontrollably inside her body. As I calmed down, I bent down licking our cum from her body, as Stu filled her mouth with his hot sperm. It was then I made another move, going up, along side Kim I sucked Stu's cock dry, his eyes nearly popped out of his head as I drew him deep in my mouth. We lay contented for a short while, then I told them I had often wanted to tell them about our orgies and my bi side, but decided not to, in case they thought we were weird, both laughed and said they always thought we were weird but who cares. Kim was stroking my cock as we talked, it didn't take long to get hard, so I looked at Stu, asking him, had he been fucked by a real cock yet. he shyly nodded NO, Kim looked at me, smiled and said "On your knees Stu" My cock was fully hard as I looked down, Stu's butt ready, I wipped it up and down his crack a few times then told Kim to wet it for me, her mouth soaked my cock, then gently I began, inch by inch Stu took my 8 inch cock, holding him by the hips now I thrust in deep, my balls slapped against his bum, as I fucked hard, Kim was under him now doing a 69, her tongue licking my cock as it went in and out her brothers arse. Fuck his arse was nice, knowing I was fucking a virgin bum, my son's virgin bum, made it better, as all to soon, the feelings began, Kim now sucking his erect cock deep, I kept fucking him for some 20 minutes or so, he had several orgasms and was pushing back hard onto my cock now. I couldn't hold off any longer, my cum began to fill his bowels, Stu had been having anal orgasm too, now he jerked hard, a long anal orgasm raced though him as Kim took his cum. My balls emptied all my seed into his arse, just as my cock slid out, dropping down onto Kims face, she pulled her head back and sucked me dry. I lay with one each side, saying I hoped this would be the start of some more family fun, both said they would love to play more, Stu said, can I fuck mum too, Kim replied, Its only fair dads just fucked me. It was then I realised I had to pick Sue up from the motel, I told the kids where she had been all weekend, both laughed saying how horny we both were. and asked when I would tell her about today. I said on the way home of course, so make sure your ready for more fun later. Sue walked out of the motel, her body looked great, as always her near see though dress was only just covering her boobs and arse, with no bra or undies all was on view, the high heels made her legs look good to, I could see her hair was still a mess, so most likely they had only just finished fucking. We kissed and I drove off, Sue began to ask now my weekend had gone, at first I told her about my orgy, and how the guys used me as thier cum slut, and how today I had met Dave for an hour before going home again. I asked her how her weekend had gone, a wicked smile came on her face, John her lover, had been naughty she said, Saturday afternoon they had fucked all day, then went for a light meal, when they got back to the room, she said it was full of guys, John had set up another group fuck for her. I looked at her and ask how many, she held both hands up, 10 fingers, then a few more, gees no wonder she looked so relaxed, she had been fucked by some 12 or more guys last night, she said, most of them had only just left the motel. they had come back today for more of her. I pulled up, slidding my fingers in her pussy it was wet with cum. she moved up, my fingers went in her butt, that to was leaking cum. I licked my fingers and said, your in for a hell of a surprise. Sue asked what?, and I told her about this afternoons fun with Stu and Kim, at first she was a bit quite, then she said, that would explain why our sheets had been covered in cum some times, when she knew they should not have been. I told her they both wanted to try more family fun, Sue said, why not Stu's got a good looking cock, I replied, his arse is good too. Kim and Stu looked nervouse as we walked in, not knowing how Sue would take the news. but when Sue dropped to her knees and sucked Stu's cock deep down her throut, they knew it was all good. My cock, went right up Sue's arse, cum leaked out as I fucked her hard. Kim was now behind me, playing with my balls, her fingers found Sue's clit, she looked at me and said mum's been busy as she licked guys cum from her fingers. I said yes she has, some dozen or more guys are now walking around with empty ball sacks, Kim again slide her fingers in Sue's pussy licking them dry. I moved them all into the bedroom, and over the next few hours we got to know every inch of one another, Sue showed them how I took her fist, whilst I fisted her pussy and butt, the cum run free, as Sue sat over my face, feeding me her juices. Stu had already blown one good load in Sue's butt, as I refilled Kim's butt with fresh cum too, when my cock slipped out I told Kim to sit over Sue's face and empty my cum into her mums mouth, seeing this nearly made me cum again, as Sue ate her pussy. Whilst I rested Sue told Kim to open the bottom draw, with that Kim's eyes lit up, my huge 12 inch really thick dildo came into sight, with both hands Kim lifted it out, saying, how they had missed using this one, but would like to try it later. Sue had put the strapon on, and inserted the dildo, I was on my knees, a good sniff and I was ready, with some lube Sue eased forward, my butt opened up taking the tip, then once in, Sue gave one hard push and all 12 inchs dissapeared deep inside my bowels, both kids let out a gasp, seeing me take it all, as Sue began to work up speed, I let her fuck me for some time, I lost count of my anal cums, as every inch went in, I was now licking Kim's pussy as Stu stood behind Sue fucking her butt whilst she fucked me, what a kinky family I thought, as another oragsm raced though me. Then Sue pulled back, the didlo dropped out,in one quick move she lay on the bed, Stu still fucking her arse, as I sat over her fist, with one good shove I went down to her elbow, my cock shot up, cum splashed out, over Sue's face, Kim kissed and licked it off, as I rode myself hard, waiting for the big finnish, With one or two strokes my cock exploded, Kim and Sue both trying to swollow it all, as they turned kissing deeply, Stu grabbed my hips his cock slid right in, it felt good, then he to jerked and began to seed my butt with hot sticky cum, he must have liked it, as 4 or 5 good squirts filled my innerds, as his cock slipped out, I moved sitting over Kims face, and with one good push, Stu's cum ran out, Kim licked my butt and took it all. What a sexy sight my daughter eating her brothers cum from my butt, whilst Sue ate her pussy, It was so nice laying with the kids, no more secrets to hide, we could now have fun any time we wanted, and they might join in too, that would be so hot, seeing guys use them as fuck toys too. It was early morning when we all woke, covered in cum but happy, but being Monday, we had to head off to work, Hopefully tonight will be fun too.
Summer vacation was slowly slipping away now, and at first, I did stay from the game room, continuing to have conflicting thoughts about what had happened. Eventually though, I found myself wanting to hang out up there again, and when I was up there, I tried to stay away from John, but felt, “He must be looking for an opening,” wanting to talk, hoping to convince me to have sex again. Eventually, I noticed that John was taking other boys out for what I suspected was lunch or breakfast, obviously trying to convince them to go to his apartment to have sex. I tried to ignore it, but in a weird way, I was becoming a little jealous, wanting the attention too, even though I knew what was going to ultimately happen when and if, he got me to go to his apartment. John and I already had a connection, being we had done it before, and because I knew where he lived, and being it was close to my house, it was easy to go see him, which is the reason why he moved closer in the first place. Eventually, the need to be with him again was overpowering, especially knowing he was looking to move on with other young boys, and not wanting to lose the chance, I approached him one day. We had continued to be very friendly, and even though he felt that I had decided to not to have sex with him again, I think it surprised him when I happened to go up to him one day and excitedly say,"Hi!” He was cordial and after cautiously replying, "Hi” too, he asked, "How's it going?" At first, I don't think he realized what I was wanting, but when I told him, "Everything was good," there was a pause, but then John, sensing I just might want to talk, he asked, "Do you wanta go get something to eat?" It was what I needed, but not wanting to appear too eager, I simply smile and said, "Sure!" John smile too, and after telling me to wait a minute, he went over to one of the game room attendants to explain he was leaving. Turning and heading back to where I was standing, I could see he was smiling excitedly. We quickly left, and in the car, we didn't say anything for a minute or two, but I could see him continuing to glance over at me. I’m sure he knew I was nervous, because he turned, and trying to get up talking said, "It's really nice to see you again." I know it was just a way to stimulate a conversation and when I told him, "It's nice to see you too," he reached his hand across, touching my thigh. It made me look down and then as our eyes met, he smiled and said, "You should come over sometime." Seeing me nodding in agreement and that I was smiling, he looked twice, surprised a little. It made him smile too, and then as we pulled into the restaurant parking and we went inside, we ended up sitting in a familiar booth. I was nervous to be with him and after ordering something to eat, John boldly said, "I think about you a lot." I’m sure he was curious why I suddenly wanted to be with him again, and seeing me nervously smile, not saying anything, he needed to find out if I might be thinking about having sex with him. Yea, I had been thinking about having sex with him to the point where I was using a makeshift toy in my ass, wanting to feel it again. I could see he was searching for what to say, wondering if he could persuade me to go with him again, which made me smile, but right now, it wouldn’t take much. I had already decided I wanted to be with him again, and all I needed was for him to suggest it, and basically he did by telling me, “You should come over.” Again, we only made small talk and after we finished eating, there was an awkward pause. John eventually suggested we should go, and in the car, he again asked, "Would you like to come by my place sometime?" "Of course," I had thought about it, but reluctant to commit, I didn't answer him right away. However, John impatiently suggested, "Come on, it'll be nice to have you visit again," and then continued by telling me, "Don't worry, I won't try anything.” I don’t think he actually realized I was wanting to have sex with him again, however when I turned to look at him I simply said, "Okay." Hearing that I'd like to come over, I think aroused him a little and not wanting to appear over anxious, he paused and then asked, "Do you wanta go over there now?" I was hesitant, I knew what he wanted, I wanted it too, and after a few second he again said, "Come on, it's okay." Smiling, I wholeheartedly said, "Okay," which made him cautiously asked, "Are you sure?" "Yea, of course I was sure," I thought, but not wanting to appear overly anxious too, I again simply said, "Yea." It again made him smile and as we headed toward his apartment, we didn’t say anything but then he again said, "I'm really glad you wanta come over." He was still wanting to see if he had a chance to get me in bed again, and when he subtly reached over and put his hand on my leg, I instinctively looked down at his hand. I could see John repeatedly glancing over, and it only took me a minute, but, I eventually put my hand on his. I really wanted him to know that I wanted to be with him, and it did make him look over at my hand on his, and sensing him smiling, I nervously didn’t look up. John then gave my thigh a little squeeze, obviously signaling he knew why I was willing to go with him, but then suddenly, he took his hand off my thigh. My hand had slid off too, and as I rested on the seat, I worried, but then he confidently looked over and said, “Okay, we’ll be there soon.” It made me again smile shyly, and it really didn't take long before we were pulling into his apartment complex, and as he quickly parked out front of his building, and we got out, John said, “Here we are.” Hurrying us inside, I was super nervous and when he put his hand on my back, guiding me to go in, he quickly closed the door behind us. Looking at me, he smiled and said, "Let's go over there," motioning toward the living room. I think he was a little nervous now too, obviously wanting it to go well, I know I did, and as we sat down, John again said, "It's really nice to be with you again." Moving closer, taking the lead, he again put his hand on my leg. Looking at each other for a moment, he asked, “Can I get you anything?” Looking up at him, I simply said, “No,” and after a few seconds, John again said, “Well, I’m glad you wanted to come over.” Not knowing what to say, I simply sat there and when he scooted closer, putting his hand on my thigh, I looked over at him. He was smiling and looking at each other he asked, “What do you want to do?” I was confused, I thought he knew, but now I wasn’t sure, however when he said, “I’ve thought about being with you,” I was relieved he had got the message. Knowing what I was about to agree to, made me nervous, and looking over at him, I politely smiled and before I could say anything he leaned toward me and said, "Close your eyes." I was hesitant, but seeing that he meant it, I nervously closed them, and when I felt him lean toward me even more, I instinctively open my eyes. I was nervous what he was going to do, figuring he was going to kiss me. However, John leaned away slightly, and as we looked at each other he said, "Don't worry.” Nervously, I looked down, I didn’t want to consider what he wanted to do, however when he lifted my chin and we looked at each other, he again told me, "Close your eyes.” Continuing to smile shyly, I nervously said, “I’m scared.” It made him smile too and then say, “Now, you’re going to make me nervous too.” He had turned to face me and putting both hands on my thighs, he leaned toward me and again whispered, “Close ‘em.” Cautiously, I closed them and when he leaned on my thighs, and I felt his lips pressing against mine, I winced, closing my eyes even tighter. It was only for a second or two, and when our lips parted, and I opened my eyes, he was smiling as we looked at each other. Seeing I was nervous, John said, “That wasn’t so bad, was it?” Immediately I again told him I was nervous, which made him smile, and after a few seconds he said, “Don't worry.” He was still leaning toward me and seeing me continuing to smile, he again told me to close my eyes, giving my thighs a gently squeeze. Nervously, closing them, I felt him lips touching mine, as he kissed me again. I really felt it wasn’t right to be kissing a guy, never thinking I would. However, as he continued to kiss me a couple more times, it felt like he was opening his mouth, and trying to push his tongue into mine. Immediately, it made me open my eyes, and pull away, scared. Looking at him, I’m sure he knew it was making me nervous and then after a pause he said, "You're a good kisser.” I think he was merely trying to make light of it, trying put my mind at ease, trying to tell me it was okay. Instinctively, I nervously looked down, and without looking at me, he casually reached over, to feel on my chest. I didn’t think anything of it, until he slid his hand down to my crotch. Embarrassingly, I was hard,and when he felt it, he again leaned in, trying to give me a kiss. I was still scared to kiss him, however as he again told me, "Close your eyes," I smiled and closing them, our lips again met. I kept my eyes shut tight, and as he excitedly groped on my crotch, he again opened his mouth, pushing his tongue into mine. He eventually told me, “Open your mouth,” and as I did, letting his tongue in, he turned his head slightly, pushing his tongue further into my mouth. After a minute or so, our lips eventually parted, and as we looked at each other, John smiled and pulling me close he passionately said, "That was really nice." Smiling too, I didn't say anything, but feeling myself blush, I looked down at his hand on my crotch. John had scooted away a little, and moving his hand to my thigh, John suddenly asked, “Do you want to go to my bedroom.” Looking at him nervously, not saying anything, he said, "Come on," gesturing for me to stand. Eventually, we both stood, and as I looked around, he again put his hand on my back, guiding me toward a short hallway at the back of his apartment. His bedroom was dark and as we went through the door, I became so nervous, and as he continued to guide me into his bedroom, I immediately, noticed a tube of KY conveniently laying on the night stand. Briefly glancing back as John continued to move us closer to the bed, he suddenly stopped, and then turning me, we looked at each other, and smiling he again said, "Close your eyes." Smiling nervously, I again closed them, and when he kissed me, immediately pushing his tongue in my mouth, I again winced. It still felt it wasn’t right to be kissed another guy but feeling a need to reciprocate, I gingerly putting my tongue in his mouth too. It seemed to elevate the experience for both of us, especially with him feeling on my crotch, and being it was open mouth, letting our tongues touch. I tried to prepare myself, and continued to think, "I wanted this," as we kissed. John then took my hand, and as he moved it to feel on his crotch, I pulled away, and opening my eyes, I looked down. He was smiling but then seeing I was looking down, he immediately tried to undid my pants. Smiling to myself as he got them undone, letting them fall to the floor, he quickly moved to feel on my crotch with both hands. As we stood there, looking at each other, John eagerly reached down the front of my boxers. Feeling my cock and how hard I was, seemed to excite him, and when he eventually pulled down my boxers, and my cock flopped out, he immediately went down to his knee. Looking up at me, smiling as he felt on it he said, "I've missed this.” Holding it out, he immediately took it in his mouth and as I looked down , I could see his eyes where closed. Watching him sucking my dick and feeling him fondling my balls, I ended up looking toward the ceiling, with my eyes closed too. I tried to relish the moment, and thinking about when he sucked me the first time, I wanted to cum. It really felt good and after he pulled my underwear down the rest of the way, he had me step out of them. Continuing to feel on my hard cock, he stood up, and looking at each other he asked, "How was that?” It made me smile shyly, and when I nodded and told him, "It felt good," he smiled and casually wiping his mouth, he again kissed me. John immediately took off my shirt and after slipping it over my head, and tossing it aside, he took off his shirt too. Looking at each other, he took my hand, and as he placed it on his crotch, I couldn’t help but looked down. I could feel he was hard and as he had me rub his cock though his pants he ask, "What do you think?" I didn't know what to think, but he felt big, and as we looked at each other, he undid his pants, casually inching them down, making sure he grabbed his underwear too. Desperately wanting to see his cock, being I had never seen it, I continued to look down, and then as he stood up, I saw it. “Oh my god,” I thought, “he’s big.” Embarrassingly, I looked up. His dick really looked to be so big, definitely much bigger than mine, and being I was curious, I simply smiled at him. I wanted to look back down again, and when he took it in his hand, I did just that. He was circumcised, but I couldn’t get over how thick it looked, and as he pulled and rubbed it, it seemed to be kind of long too. Continuing to look at it, I thought, “Maybe it’s because he was much older, or maybe it’s his dark skin and tangled dark pubic hair that made him look so much bigger,” in either way, I couldn’t help but smile timidly. Instinctively, I looked up, not wanting to appear to be staring, and when I saw him smiling, seeing I was watching, I smiled too. He continued to rub and pull it, and then as he let it go and he took my hand, I looked down to see what he was doing. John then put my hand on his cock, and having me wrap my fingers around it, I felt just how big he really was. Nervously, I looked up, never having touched another guy's cock before, and yea it was weird to think about, but when had made me rub it up and down, I anxiously looked down. I remember his dark skin and his tangled pubic hair that reached up his stomach, and as he continued to have me rub his cock, it really felt thick and veiny, especially as his cock grew harder. Again, I looked up at him, because it was starting to turn me on, and the thought of feeling him in me again, made me shyly look away. John was smiling and again asked, "What do you think?" Nervously, I looked down at it and smiling I shyly blurting out, "You're big,” and again looked up at him. John nodded, and then after giving me a simple little kiss, he subtly turned me to face the bed. It made me glance back at him, wondering what he was going to do, and when he pushed me forward, until I was leaning over the end of the bed, I rested on my forearms. He now leaned up further, and when I felt his hard cock pressing against me, I smiled in anticipation. However, he was merely grabbing a handful of the covers, and as I watched, he simply pulled them down. Leaning back up, he pulled them down a little more and as he he let them go, he put his hands on my back. He eventually started feeling on my back, which made me smile and when he again pressed his hard cock against my ass, and his hands eventually made their way down, feeling on my ass, I became anxious. John seemed anxious too, and when he spread my ass cheeks, and then leaned away, wanting to see my butthole, he boldly remarked, "Mmmmmm, I want to be in you.” Smiling, I told myself, “I wanted that too,” but not wanting to appear too willing, I didn't say anything. He again spread my ass cheeks and then leaning against me, pushing his hard cock into my crack, grinding it up and down, he excitedly said, "Why don't you get on the bed." Looking back briefly, I smiled and then as I climbed up on the bed, John got on too. I wanted to feel him in me, I had been thinking about it, and as he spread my legs, again pressed his cock against my crack, I pushed back too, letting him know I was ready. I knew it was going to hurt, but I wanted to feel it again, and after a few seconds, John leaned back, telling me, “Move up." Smiling to myself, as he moved between my legs, he reached over me, and grabbing a pillow, he again made sure to press his cock against my ass. Placing the pillow in front of me like before, he leaned back again, and when I put my head down on it, I excitedly wrapped my hands under, grabbing it and turning my head to the side. Again, I knew I was in a compromising position with my ass in the air and my ass cheeks spread slightly, but I didn’t care. Feeling on my ass, John now asked, "Are you comfortable?” Simply nodding, I replied , "I’m okay.” Hearing this, John reached under me, and as he briefly fondling my cock, I thought, “Oh Yea.” I was hard, and I did like him feeling on my cock, but after a minute or so, he leaned to the side, grabbing the tube of lube off the nightstand. Sitting back up, he immediately flipped it open and hearing him squeeze a good amount out onto his hand, I tried to glance back, wanting to watch. He seemed to be slathering some on his cock, I turned back, waiting. John then shift a little, getting more comfortable and when he tossed to tube of KY on the bed, it made me look over. Immediately though, John spread my one ass cheek, and when he touched my butthole, I tensed up, as he dabbed and smeared some on it. Wiggling a little, it made me anxious to have him pushing into me again, and when he started to finger my ass, I tried to relax. “Mmmm,” it did feel good having his finger in me, which made me instinctively leaned up and looked back. Looking at me, he stopped, and then gently rubbing my ass he said, “Just relax.” I knew it was still going to hurt, but, "I was ready," or at least I thought I was and then after taking a deep breath, I again put my head down. John briefly pushed his finger in me again, and then moving closer, he spread my legs a little more. I knew what was coming next, and as he now gently started wiping the head of his cock into my crack, I smiled in anticipation. Again, spreading my ass with his free hand, he immediately pressed the head of his cock against my hole, and then leaning forward, continuing to tease my tight little hole, he seductively whispered, "I wanta be in you." I wanted to feel him in me too, and feeling my my butthole quiver a little, I pulled the pillow closer, trying to get comfortable. John eventually leaned away, and again said, "Relax, okay?” Immediately, I felt the pressure of him pushing into me and when I rock back, trying to help, he remarked, "You're really tight.” It made me smile, but as soon as he pushed into me more, it hurt. I tried to relax, I tried to let his cock into me, but it hurt so bad I couldn’t help but reach back, pushing on his thigh. Trying to pull away, John quickly grabbed my hips, and holding me, making me stop moving, he again told me to relax. The head of his cock felt so big as he pushed it into me, and when he pushed in more, I lifted up. He had to know it hurt because he seemed to struggle too. Eventually, he stopped and when he pulled out, I smiled and took a deep breath. John again felt on my ass again, and when he said, "Try to relax,” I knew he was going to try again. Taking another deep breath, I put my head down again, and desperately tried to relax. Feeling him put the head of his cock against my puckered little hole again, I tried to push out as he pushed in. At first it was okay, because he simply pushed in a little and pulled out, trying to go slow. Suddenly though as he pushed in further, it immediately hurt. I tried to accept it but thought, "Oh my god, I can’t do it.” Feeling me try to pull away again, he held me, not letting me move. He was in me, but only a little way, and then grabbing my shoulders, he told me, “Relax.” I nodded, but John then suddenly pulled me back toward him, pushing into me more. He was trying to force his cock in my ass, which again made me try to pull away. It hurt so bad, and when I raised up, he pushed me flat on my stomach telling me, “Stop!” Holding me down and leaning into me, he told me to relax, but it really hurt, and I continued to try to wiggle free, but I couldn’t. He did stop briefly and the pain did subside,and when I stop struggling, John immediately started trying to fuck me. Laying on my stomach, the pain subsided and it actually started feeling kind of good. John again stopped and asked, “Are you okay?” Nodding and mumbling, “It’s okay,” he pulled me back up to my knees. I needed to let him fuck me, and it really was okay, but occasionally, when he’d push deep into me, I did reach back to push on his thigh. I tried to block out the pain besti could, and as he started to move his cock, in and out of me, he leaned forward and seductively said, "Take it." As he leaned back, I immediately asked him, “Go slow.” Agreeing, he felt on my back and my ass, and when he eventually pushed on my back, making me keep my head down, I told myself, “I wanted to feel him in me.” I had been thinking about it, but right now, I just closed my eyes, and tried to accept it. I’m sure he still sensed it was hurting now and then, because he stopped, and asked, “How are you doing?” Again, I was glad he decided to take a break, because when he did stop, the hurting went away. I wanted him to cum and when he again started fucking me, and his thrusts became faster and more deliberate, he felt so big in me. Feeling on my ass, and spreading my ass cheeks slightly, it was obvious he was looking to see my butthole prolapse as his cock went in and out. I could feel it too, and I’m sure it was a turn, because I felt he was going to cum. Knowing he might be close, I tried to help by moving back and forth too, but he suddenly stop, pulled me close, and holding me, he said, “Turn your head.” Smiling, he reached around, and turning my head, he kissed me. It was open mouth and as his tongue pushing into my mouth, he again started fucking me. It was awkward and his thrusting into me were immediately more vigorous and more deliberate. I knew he was trying to cum, and then without saying anything, he leaned back up, grabbed my hips, and breathing hard, he started bucking his hips, fucking me faster. I wanted to feel him cum, and when I tried to move back and forth, helping, he pushed down on my back, trying to get us in a better position. It was obvious he wanted to cum too and when his breathing became more and more labored and he started working his cock more at the tight opening of my butthole, I knew he had to be close. It excited me, and when he tried to push deep a couple times, he whispered in an out of breath voice, “I’m gonna cum.” Trying to relax, John pulled me closer, and when I pushed back, bracing myself, he push in as much as he could. “Yea,” it hurt, and I did pull away slightly, but continuing to hold me he sternly said, “Stop!” “Oh yea,” I thought, “he must be cumming.” Stopping and trying to relax, I felt his cock pulsating inside me. It made me smile to myself, to know his cum was spilling out inside me. Feeling his warm cum inside me, I push back and after John gave a few short thrust, he again stopped and pulled out. I was relieved he was done, but as I felt him squeezing the last little bit of cum out on my ass, I suddenly felt his cum leaking out of me. It made me move a little and trying to squeeze my ass cheeks together, I unintentionally farted. Feeling more cum bubble out was embarrassing, especially when I felt John spread my ass, wanting to see. I knew my butthole was gaping, I could feel it, and when I again tried to squeeze my ass cheeks, John pulled me close. He was still out of breath and when he again rubbed my ass he said, “That was great.” I couldn’t help but smile to myself, but as cum trickled down, and dripped off my balls, John grabbed his semi hard cock and tried to push it back in me. I knew he was done, he had to be, but as the he pushed the head of his cock into me again and it slipped back in, I arched back thinking, "Oh my god, yea!" I wanted him back in me, and when he again started to vigorously try to fuck me, it seemed like he was trying to cum again. I wasn’t sure if I should try to help, but suddenly he stopped and again pulled out and laid next to me. He was out of breath, but was smiling, and seeing his face was flushed, I realized he was obviously as satisfied as I was. Telling me to lay down, he put his hand on my back and when he moving to face me he said, “Thanks.” It again made me smile and when I leaned on my side to face him, I looked down. He was feeling on his cock, and even though it was limp, I had thoughts about wanting to suck him. I’m sure he could see that I was looking and when he let go and we looked at each other, John glanced down briefly and then looking back up, asking, “Did you like that.“ Smiling, feeling a little embarrassed, John leaned toward me, giving me a side hug. Looking at me, he smiled and when I said, “I think I need to use the bathroom” there was a pause, but seeing I was concerned, he agreed. John quickly rolled off the bed, and when I slid off too, we ended up standing by each other. John was smiling and then casually put his hand on my back he told me, “I’m going to use this one,” point to the back, and then said, “Why don’t you use the one out there.” Smiling, I hurried out of the room, and going straight into the bathroom, I closed the door. I used some tissues to not only wipe my ass but also to wipe the cum off my cock and balls. Immediately, I sat down on the toilet, and knowing there was still cum in me I strained to push out whatever cum and KY was still in me. This time, I didn’t worry so much about him having cum in me, I was more worried about wanting to get back to the bedroom, knowing, he was probably there waiting. Smiling to myself, and after peeing, I wiped my ass again, and standing up, I instinctively looked into the toilet, wanting to see. Just like last time, there was some white stuff floating amongst the tissue paper, and again seeing that some had sank to the bottom, I smiled. I knew his sperm was still in me and after quickly flushing, and putting the seat down, I hurrying back to the bedroom. Going through the bedroom door, there he was. He was sitting on the end of the bed, waiting, but immediately standing up, he walked toward me and asked, “Are you okay? Smiling I simply told him, “Yea,” and after standing there for a moment, John then put his hand on my waist, moving us back over to the bed. Sitting down, he looking at me, and then pushed me to lay back. Laying back and moving up, so my legs weren’t dangling over the end, John immediately climbed on the bed too. Again as we looked at each other, he told me, “It’s really nice to be with you again.” I didn’t respond, I didn’t know what to say, but he eventually leaned toward me, giving me a kiss. It was obvious he was thinking about something and after a few seconds, he asked, "What do you want to do?" I was hesitant, but as I looked down, John casually laid back. He then took hold of his semi hard cock, and watching intently, he started pulling and stroking it. I wanted to feel it, and he had to know, because as I continued to look down, watching he said, “Give me your hand.” Looking up, he reached for my hand and then as he again placed it around his cock, and started having me rub it, I again had thoughts about going down on him. See I was nervous, he asked, You’ve never done this before, right?” Looking over at him, I didn’t say anything, but he was smiling and then he asked, “Do you wanta to suck it?” It was obvious he knew what I was thinking, and yea, I had wondered what it would be like to actually suck a guy’s cock, but I was scared to do it. I tried to focus on just stroking it, not really sure what I wanted to do. Seeing I wasn’t willing to go down on him, John casually moved his one hand to the back of my head. Looking up at him as he shifted a little, he smiled and then pushed my head down, trying to indicate he wanted me to. I continued to be scared to do it, and as my head got close to his cock, I wondered if he had cleaned it off. I again was hesitant but looking at his cock as it got close, i again looked up. Looking at me, john said, “It’s okay,” and when he took hold of it, he told me, “Open your mouth.” Thinking about having his cock in my mouth was intimating, but it was tempting too, and when it got close to my face, it smelled like he had cleaned it, and when it touched my lips, I closed my eyes, letting him put it in my mouth. Feeling the head of his cock in my mouth was weird but it was a turn on too. I couldn’t believe what I was doing and as John put both of his hands on my head and said, “That’s it,” I glanced up. He had his eyes closed and when he made my head slowly move up and down, and the head of his cock went in and out of my mouth, I thought, “What if he cums?” I didn’t really think he could, but it was in the back of my mind and yea, in a way, I did want to taste it. He was hard now, and after forcing my head down, causing me to gag a little, John suddenly stopped and said, “Oh yea, you’ve gotta stop.” Figuring that, “Yea, he was probably going to cum,” I looked up at him, letting his cock drop out of my mouth. John grabbed my shoulders and pulling me back up , he smiled and said, “That wasn’t so bad, was it?” When I didn’t say anything, he continued by semi jokingly saying, “Well, you’re really good at it.” It did make me smile shyly, and as he gave me a kiss, I could see he was againthinking about something. He continued to look at me for a moment, and then leaning away, he looked down. It made me a little self conscious, feeling he was probably looking at my cock, but then looking up at me again he asked,"You've never,” but before finishing his thought he stopped. Looking at each other I was curious and when I said, “What?” John smiled and said, “You’ve never, fucked anyone before, have you?" He already knew the answer, but I think he wanted me to think about it, but the comment, made me hesitate to answer. Seeing that the wheels were turning, and figuring that he'd be my first, he felt on my thighs. Eventually, I told him, "No," and when he heard this, John immediately asked, "Do you wanta try it?" Again, I was hesitant to answer but thought, "Yea, I want to.” Smiling, I had an idea what to do, but as I looked at him, I started to have second thoughts about whether I could actually do it, and thought of being in him, made me worry. He was so much older and more experienced, and feeling I might disappoint him, I didn’t say anything. John however smiled, and as we looked at each other he again asked, “So you wanta try it?” Telling him, “I don’t know,” seemed to make him question it, and eventually John said, “It’s okay, don’t worry,” and then said, “Maybe another time.” It did make me smile, relieved he was okay with me not wanting to do, and after letting out a big exhale, John stood up and again said, “Don’t worry.” Again, I didn’t say anything, but after a few seconds he asked, “You wanta spend the night?” Thinking about it for a minute, I wasn’t sure if I should and when he said, “I understand if you don’t want to.” I hesitated, I wanted to stay and considered it, but feeling my parents would probably worry, I said, “I better not.” Seeing I probably wasn’t going to stay, John started feeling on my cock hoping he might convince me. I wasn’t hard, but as he continued to rub and stroke it, it did started to get hard. John was looking down, but looking up, I want you to cum.” Looking down I smiled and as he took my cock in his mouth, I laid back. I think he needed to get me to cum, to signal I liked being with him. Immediately, I tried to concentrating, knowing he wasn’t going to stop until he got me to cum. It really felt good, and when he happened to stop sucking he looked up and asked, “Are you going to cum? Nodding, he again started stroking and sucking me and as I concentrated, it didn’t take long. Wanting to cum for him, I didn’t say anything, and as I got close, I gradually bucked my hips. Reaching down, touching his head, I immediately started to cum. I know he felt it, because he stopped and holding my cock in his mouth he gently stroked it. “Oh yea,” it felt good to cum and smiling as John moved up, letting my cock lay on my leg, he moved up. As we looked at each other, he smiled and asked, How was that?” It made me smile and when I didn’t say anything, John leaned up to kiss me. I didn’t know what to do, knowing I had just cum in his mouth, but as he pressed his lips against mine, I closed my eyes. I cringed a little and when he pushed his tongue in my mouth, I instinctively pushed my tongue into his mouth. I didn’t taste anything and as our lips parted he again asked, “Sure you can’t stay?” It was starting to get late and as we got dressed, John said, “Why don’t you come by tomorrow,” and then said, “If you want to.” It made me smile, but being nervous I simply said, “Maybe.” He seemed to be okay with that, and after he took me home, I couldn’t help but think, “Am I gay.” I liked having sex, I liked the feel, I didn’t want to think I might be gay, but being at that time, John was the only person to have sex with me, I was troubled. Again, I tried to stay away from John, but wanting to be with him was always in the back of my mind, probably because he was the only one to ever have sex with me. Yes, I’ve had sex with several girls since then, but continually feel I have to convince myself I’m not gay, telling myself, “It was only a one time thing.” However, the thought of having someone actually fucking me, whether it’s another guy or a transsexual is constantly in my thoughts, even when I’m having sex with girls.
Jan 22nd 2014 Well future me, it sure has been quite sometime since I last wrote in this diary. My therapist asked if I have been keeping up with it, to which I lied, and said I had. She try's to keep me in touch with myself by doing these writings, but I tend to find them rather one sided. I have had an interesting last few days and I really just wanted to keep some sort of record as to what was going on and how I felt at the time. I have a feeling that I will be reading back over these pages in some future fap sessions. Outside of the everyday grind of being a service technician, which takes me all over the country on a minutes notice, life has been pretty interesting as of late. I told myself I was going to start making more free time for myself while out on the road. Instead of long hours on the shop floor, followed by a quick bag of fast food shit for dinner before heading to the hotel, and pretty much passing out. I was going to make some memories. That, future self was the understatement of the century. Considering I have never really been one to go and sit down to eat at a bar or restaurant by my lonesome, this was going to be a difficult undertaking. I started off by just going and grabbing a quick beer or two at whatever watering hole caught my eye. I don't do dive bars, so I looked for a more,me are I say upscale type of joint. It took a while but I got used to chatting it up with the bartenders. I made the choice early on to survey the staff before deciding to stay. Male bartenders; I bolted out the door. I wanted some eye candy, something that would make talking worth while. Not saying I can't have a good old talk about sports with the fellas. I just preferred to always enter one of these many conversations with the goal getting laid. I know that's a lofty goal to set, but that was my aim. I wanted to land as much tail as I could from this point on. No more lonely nights on the road. For that matter no more lonely nights at all. Home or away. I have passed the age of wanting to settle down and be in a long term relationship. Pushing 40 and not yet married, I figured I would be content being single for the duration of my time here. This doesn't mean I don't want interactions and random one night stands though. After several trips out west with nothing but light humorous chit chats along the way,I started to feel like I just didn't have any game. Either I was always flirting with married ladies or they just weren't up for much more. I started to go back to my old ways, work,Shitty fast food and hotels. Until one august night while in Detroit for work. I had just finished my day working at a ford plant and a few guys wanted to hit up a local bar. What the hell, I decided to tag along. I found it much easier to open up while out with this group. They were all a few years younger, shop guys. You know fuck this fuck that. Sailors mouths. Well this bar we went to in a shitty worn out and actually pretty scary part of Detroit was a diamond in the rough. It was packed to the gills and it seemed like everyone was a regular, except me of course. So I had a spot light on me as soon as I walked in. We decided to squeeze into a small booth near the back of the bar near the galley. I had prime seating for picking out my prey for tonight. After several rounds of beer and a few shots, I spotted the one I was going to make a move on. This girl was amazing looking. From here shoulder length auburn hair that was fashionably done reminiscent of the Farrah Fawcet look in the 70's to her emerald eyes that seemed to powered by some sort of battery,as they were just so bright. Her tits weren't too big but full enough to have some serious fun with. Her ass closed the deal though. It could have been the shorts she was wearing, allowing the round bottoms of her ass cheeks to peak out just enough to grant a second look, but not enough to look super slutty. She was a knock out. I was able to manage a few words with her as she was pretty busy. But everytime she went to the bar for drinks she would make sure to freeze me with those eyes. Not just a quick glance , it was more a stare. The guys were all getting a bit tired and the night was winding down. They headed back to their suburban homes, leaving only a hand full of patrons left, myself included. I decided to try and get Tiffany to come take a break and rest her feet. She happily joined me at my now empty booth. I'm not sure if it was her perfume mixed with the smell of beer and sweat from working so hard, but I was instantly turned on as soon as she sat down with me. We talked about the area and things to do while I was in from out of town. I asked her directly what a man had to do to get into some trouble. This seemed to intrigue her more, as she asked exactly what kind of trouble I meant. Still not being comfortable in just coming right out and being honest with my intentions, I beat around the bush. I said I was a single guy that just want to have some fun and make some memories, and that I was open to just about any experience imaginable. Tiffany appeared to get turned on by my question as she shifted in her seat, it looked like she was trying to position herself on the booth in way that she could move ever so slightly and rub her clit on the edge of the booth. Either that or she just had too much energy and I was reading into wrong. That wouldn't be the first time. But there was a twinkle in her emerald eyes, and she bit her lip. She mentioned that she might have a few suggestions but wanted to feel out the situation and gage my interest over a few more drinks. She was to get off at 2:00 and suggested we head back to her place in Royal Oak, a suburb outside of Detroit Fuck yes,this is it. I hit pay dirt finally I thought. She finished up her shift and offered to drive me there as I was too intoxicated by this time to drive. I left my rental in the parking lot not giving two shits if was even there in the morning or not. On the drive to her place we talked about everything and anything, except sex. I so wanted to just pull over and fuck the shit out her, but I wanted to see where this would end up naturally. We pulled up to her home in an older neighborhood, nice little bungalow on a tree lined street. The homes were all well kept and it was very quiet even at three am. Inside I was amazed at the decor, this young twenty something girl had taste beyond her years. I felt like I walked into an art gallery. Paintings and plants and other items around the house showed a different side to Tiffany, a more refined person than just a cocktail waitress. While she poured herself some wine and grabbed me a beer I admired the art. Then as I walked trough the hall to the bathroom things started to become darker, more edgy. The hallway was full of very sexual paintings. Women in provocative positions, some nude some just very sexual. Then I found myself pissing and the whole time I was staring at a picture above the toilet of a women looking through a glory hole at a man taking a piss, wtf I thought. I surveyed the room, and too my surprise there was indeed an actual glory hole in the wall . It was even labeled as such. Nervously I made an attempt to take a peek. As I approached the hole in the wall and bent down to take a look, I was shocked to see more art. Inside the hole was a small panting of an eye, emerald green eye, just like Tiffany's. It was even lit by a small led light . I was hoping for the real thing, but I must admit that was pretty neat to see. Upon returning to to the living room I seen her sitting on her love seat, smiling. Knowing damn well I had seen the hole in the wall. I sat down by my drink she placed by a lounge chair across from her. "So did you like my art work?" She asked. Not sure what came over me but I blurted out that I was hoping it was the real thing but that I thought it was very clever. She proceed to laugh, and tell me that she was the artist of not only the bathroom art, but practically everything in the house. Tiffany went on to tell me how she went to art school and even had work in some local galleries. She invited me to come see her next show which was tomorrow night just down the street. Of course I agreed to go. Even if I didn't get to fuck this hot piece of ass, I would at least get to enjoy the town and have some company. While we sipped on our drinks the conversation started to take a turn in the right direction, as she was explains the inspiration behind some of her work. I of course expressed more interest in the hallway and bathroom art. She talked about how she like watching men without them knowing she was watching. This explains the long stares back at the bar. She said that she would often drift into a fantasy about the men she gazed at, prompting her to return home and paint or sculpt. She asked if I would mind being one of her subjects. As she had been suffering from an artistic block, but when she saw me she instantly had visions of new work. The look on my face must have answered her question as she just laughed and said awesome. She asked for me to come sit closer and I joined her on the love seat. It was so hard not to rip off every article of her clothing, but I resisted. We each had a drink more over steamy sexual conversation. Finally at one point she asked if I was attracted to her. I told her I was being a good boy but that I was starting to lose the fight with my bad boy self. She leaned in and started to kiss me. Not just light get to know you kissing either. It was unbridled passion on her lips. She devoured my tongue. My cock which I had been been trying to ignore for the last two hours sprung to life and was on a mission to either tear through my jeans or seriously cause me some pain if not unleashed soon. Tiffany seen the mass growing under my jeans and stopped kissing me. She just stared at my building cock for what seemed like eternity. She looked at me and asked to be excused, she said she wanted to put something less comfortable on. Did I hear that right? Less comfortable? Who am I to argue I said, as she left the room. It took every ounce of my soul not to release my cock from its unfair imprisonment and jack off right there on the the sofa. I actually considered that maybe that was what she wanted and that she would be watching me from a distance without me knowing. I fought off the urge and just finished my beer. I was unprepared for what happened next. Tiffany returned, and like she said dressed in some much less comfortable than her tank top and shorts. Her attire kinda freaked me out to the point I thought about coming up with an excuse to leave, but I quickly killed that idea. She was wearing an all black latex cat suit, you know like Ann Hathaway wore in Bat Man, but much tighter. I could see every detail of her body. It was almost like she painted it on. Her tits looked as if they were trying to escape , using their nipples to burst through at any moment. They were rock hard and looked about a half inch in size. I was speechless. "Do you like what you see?" She inquired. No need to answer I thought and I sat there mesmerized by what was in front of me. This little girl has quite the dark side. As my eyes made their way down her body I couldn't help but stare and quite possible drool while looking at the beautiful form of her latex covered pussy. I could make out two small rings on each side of her crotch. She was obviously pierced down there, and I wanted a closer look. As I stood up to make a run at her, I was meet with a sharp sting from a riding crop. This just got real. "Not so fast you horny little fuck " she scolded. "Youre in my home and I make the rules around here" I quickly sat down and awaited my orders. This is a first for me, I have never been in a situation quite like this. Not knowing how to react or what to say I just sat there in awe. Tiffany began strutting around the room, her spiked boots clicking on the hard wood floor and she paced back and forth just staring at me as she slapped her hands with the crop. Looking as if she was contemplating what to do next. She then pulled at a rope that was mounted to the ceiling, what was cleverly disguised as what appeared to be a root of a tree coming through the ceiling, was actually used to pull down an apparatus from it's hiding place above. It was an impressive design. Someone went through great trouble not only to make this, but to also be able to store it in such a unique way. From what I could gather this was some sort of device that would be used to restrain a VICTIM. It was something out of the movie saw. Straps and chains hung in place waiting for the lucky individual to be secured . She motioned to be to come closer. When I got close enough she again prodded me with the crop. It sting wasn't as bad as the first time, it almost felt good. "Not a word out of your fucking mouth, or you will be punished" she proclaimed. Oh my god , I'm going to be dominated . Never being punished before I was a bit unsure of what was going to happen next. But I was soon be strapped into this torturous device I would call it. My arms were tied first above my head and together. Then she place cuffs around my feet. From the closet near by she grabbed a few rods and what looked like a collar, and began attaching them. When she finished I was securely held in place, unable to move the slightest bit. What started out as loose assortment of straps and chains , turned into a ridged device that with a pull of the rope elevated me off the ground. I was suspended about a foot off the ground, with slight pressure on my arms and neck. But nothing unbearable. There was just no escaping. My cock had not yet seen the light of day and was starting to leak some precum. Still clothed and aching to be naked I asked her what she planned to do. With out words she pull a huge survival knife from her desk drawer and slowly approached her prey. She teased me, tracing the knife along my face, then down the front of my shirt. Moving along my waist line , down the back side of my jeans. She worked her way back up front to my swollen member. Then she applied pressure as she out lined my dick with the knife, slowly cutting the fibers in my jeans. She then moved back to my face and with just enough pressure to draw blood, she sliced into my left cheek. I know it wasn't deep , as it felt like cutting myself shaving , but I was getting so turned on I wasn't concerned at all. She showed me the tip of the knife with blood running down the sharp blade. With one quick flick of her younger she licked the blood clean off, letting out the slightest moan. She than began to cut off all the buttons on the front of my shirt, exposing the first sign of my flesh . The cool air hit the sweat on my chest and sent chills down my spine. Again she went to slowly running the knife over my toned chest and abs. As I waited in anticipation she finally reach my cock again this time she actually cut right thought the material of my jeans. Removing the front portion of my pants with the precision of a surgeon, Then with one swift motion she ran the blade up through the seam of my boxers all the way to the waist band, rendering them useless . My cock was now free in all it's glory. Away went the knife. As I took a huge breath knowing she wasn't going to Lorraine Bobbit my member. With my hardon standing at attention, Tiffany stared almost as if she were in a trance at my 8 inch dick. With every beat of my heart , my cock throbbed in unison. Leaking a constant stream of lube. Without saying a word she left the room and returned again with more tools. This time she had a bowl and some powder and some brushes. She began applying what I later was to discover, plaster of Paris. This chick was making a cock mold. As the heat from the plaster worked its way into my cock I asked her what she was doing. She explained to me that this was her next work of art. And that it was going to also be a useable piece once finished. I couldn't take it . I wanted to explode right then and there. Just the visuals that were filling my head alone were enough but the fact the girl was so close to my cock but not really doing anything but painting it was driving me crazy. Realizing I may not stay erect the whole setting up time she decided to put on a show for me. She removed the latex suit to expose her sexy body. She sat on the love seat and making sure to give me a good view of her cleanly shaven cunt. She began pulling the piercings opening her hole for me to lust after. Never once did she penetrate herself, she just violently pulled on her nipples and slapped her mound with her riding crop. She must really like putting me through this as she did her best to not reach orgasm, prolonging the agony. Finally the plaster had set. She gently removed the mold from my cock and set it aside. She said I had been a very patient subject and now it's my turn to be rewarded. The moment was here. I will finally be able to explode. She bent down and grabbed my cock with both hands and began to quickly stroke the whole length, I was on fire. I have beaten this thing off pretty hard before in the past but she was going to town. I thought she was trying to rip it right off. Soon she lowered her mouth on to my cock and chocked it all the way down until her nose was buried. Gagging on the thick 8inch cock she just devoured she began to drool causing her to increase the speed of her sucking. I could tell I wasn't going to last very long as my cock started to throb more rapidly. She noticed I was getting close and stopped. She told me I was not allowed to cum yet. She quickly undid some of the straps allowing her access to remove what was remaining from my pants , dropping them on to my still bound feet. Tiffany than grabbed some lube and started to apply it generously to my cock and aching balls. I think that if I had drank any less tonight I would have already cum. Most likely the moment she first touch my dick with the plaster. As she started to jack me off hard again I felt the rumbling deep in my balls. Feeling I couldn't take any more she quickly swallowed my cock whole again and with one quick motion she surprised me my inserting one of her fingers right up my ass. With that I blew the biggest load of my life down this girls throat, rope after rope flew with great force into her mouth. Not letting a drop escape , she sucked my dick dry. I have never had anything near my ass in my life, but I can tell you know, it will not be the last. That was the most powerful load I ever shot. I will be doing some poking around back there on my own to see just what it's all about. Tiffany whipped her mouth off on her arm and with an evil grin said, " I think you will be calling off work tomorrow, so why don't you just hang around and we will play some more in the morning," then she turned around shut the light off and went off to bed, leaving me there suspended in her front room. Helpless, I accepted my fate. Wondering what tomorrow would bring, Until next time my future self.
Apart from my strange encounter at the grocery store last week I'd been mostly celibate since then, content to just get lost wasting time watching pretty much every movie Netflix and Disney+ had to offer. My girlfriend apologized for her itchy vagina being treated for a yeast infection, by doing her best to satisfy me with a few blowjobs every now and then. A few nights ago she danced around in a sexy night gown to really turn me on, played some tonsil hockey with me, then had me jerk off on her tits. All that was great, even if she did wipe it all away right afterwards, but it just couldn't wait to get my cock back in her pussy where it belonged. Then yesterday we had some fun by joining me in the shower, and was really sexy with the water going down her hair as she bobbed on my man-meat until I finished off coating her face in my sticky white glaze for the few seconds until she washed it off, but it really isn't the same as actual fucking. Though on the plus side I didn't need to use my last condom yet, and I knew I'd have to go out and search for more soon. Anyway, today while we were watching TV on my couch we heard some shouting out in the apartment complex hallway. Always being the curious type, my girlfriend went to the door of our apartment and looked out to see what was happening while I hung back. I didn't want to get involved in whatever stupid domestic situation was being caused by people being kooked up together for do long, but being no longer muffled by the closed door we could hear the words clearly shouted down the hallway. "Get outta here, ya damn Chink!" a man yelled, and I was instantly on my feet. "This plague is all your fault!" I heard, and then after I pushed past my stunned girlfriend and was almost running down the hall to where a sixty year old asshole stood over a young Asian woman crying on her knees, her groceries spilled all over the floor around her as she must have just come back for shopping. He raised his fist again, but in a blur of speed that felt like a comic book instead of real life, I was there to catch his first before he could strike her again. "It takes a big fucking asshole to beat up a little girl!" I growled, pushing him away so forcefully that he bounced off the wall behind him. "Get the fuck back in your apartment and if you do much as look at her again I'll break your fucking arm!" I was serious as a heart attack, and I could see that I put the fear of God in him as I'd intended. He didn’t even say anything as he ran back to his apartment and slammed the door shut behind him. “Don’t worry about that guy,” I said calmly, holding my hand out to the small Asian girl still cowering on the floor of the hallway. She just looked at my hand like at dead fish for a moment, but then she did hesitantly take it and stand back up. It was only afterwards I thought how stupid it was too go touching two strangers during this quarantine, but I just figured I'd have to wash my hands when I got back to my place. "Are you okay?" I asked, squatting down to help her pick up the cans and food that was scattered during the altercation. "Good, good," she answered in a choppy fashion. Maybe she didn't know much English, but since that's all she said, I didn't know. I rebagged what I'd picked up, and she'd been doing the same, then just retreated down there hall to another door and looked at me again, kind of weird, starting into my soul type look. I wondered if she was alone, I thought so, since I'd not seen anyone else living with her since she moved in last year, but she hardly looked older than a teenager. "Tank you," she said, then closed the door. I returned to my apartment, and was going to talk to my girlfriend about it, but after I got back inside she wasn't by the door any longer, and not in the living room, not the kitchen. I washed my hands and wondered where she's gotten off to, though didn't have to wait long, because she was waiting for me in the living room as I walked back in from the kitchen, leaving up against the wall in her sexy red lingerie that she's gotten for me just this Valentine's day, one hand on her breasts, and the other caressing her crotch, her eyes closed and just showing off how sexy she could be. "I need you, right now," she moaned at me, and who was I to argue? I took her in my arms and kissed her hard, knowing the signs she gives when she wants me to dominate her. Most of the time she liked to be in charge, blowing me, having me eat her out, telling me what she wanted, or just riding me, and don't get me wrong, I love it. She's smart and funny, and one of the things I love most is usually she just says what she wants, but sometimes I can tell she wants something she can't bring herself to say out loud: to be treated like a cheap whore. It's usually after we watch a horror or action flick with a studly star, especially if there's a suggestive or hot scene in it, and then she gets frisky with me right afterwards. I always figured she was imagining I was that hero once we turned out the lights. Some guys might get jealous, but I couldn't blame her. Lord knows that more than a few times I've fantasized about fucking porn starlets or other actresses when I've been balls deep in her as well. Besides, she gets really slutty when I play it up for her, and I love how she moans when I'm biting her neck and mauling her tits just enough to excite with a pinch of pain to feel real, but not enough to hurt her. Though this is probably the first time I could think of when she was like this for me alone. We never left the living room, just kissing and letting me roughly grope her silk covered body until we couldn't stand it any longer. I spun her around and pressed my jean covered bulge right in her ass crack, pressing her hard against the wall as I took a handful of her sexy red panties and pulled up hard. She gasped as the fabric and I gave her a hard wedgie until the snap finally came loose and opened the way for me to access her cunt directly. I nibbled on her neck as my fingers found their way down her ass and between her legs, probing for her soft folds, eager and wet, just as I had expected. There was no more foreplay. I unbuttoned my jeans, pushed my cock through the front flap of my boxers, and bent my knees just enough to line up, then buried my hard cock in her moist cunt. "Yesss," she hissed with satisfaction as I entered her, then took a good hold off her hips and started pounding her up against the wall. I was hard, fast, and loud, though not as loud as she was. I'm sure our neighbors could hear the rhythmic thumping shaking the walls as our bodies forcefully collided over and over again, but I didn't care. This was the first pussy I had in almost a week, and condom-free thanks to her desperate desire, so I wasn't going to waste a second of it. I wasn't even really thinking about it yet, though I could feel my impending desire building when she moaned, her mouth pressed against the wall on it's side with one of my hands forcefully pinning her head there, "Give it to me, give it to me now! Ahhh!" She'd already orgasmed once, I could tell by her moans just after we'd started, but I hadn't let that slow me down until I got my fill and held on until I got her back to that perfect blend of tight and spasming. My knees were getting a little sore from fucking her raw for the last five minutes straight, but then with her being for it I felt her tighten up and cum for a second time. That was the heaven I wanted, so I let loose and only a moment later I pushed deep one last time and injected her womb full of my seed, leaving my body the same way I'd been fucking her, hard, fast, and hot. "Shit!" she gasped as I was sure she felt my sperm burn her uterus as I emptied myself into her, hoping she found half as much pleasure from the feeling of being filled as I got from being drained. The way the world just brightened up, and my whole body became a wonderfully relaxed and numb noodle, collapsing onto the sofa. "I'm leaking all over," she playfully complained a few moments later as she wobbled out of the room on shaking legs to the bathroom to clean up. I looked down at my softening phallus still poking up out of my pants, red with what must be her period blood, and understanding now why she got so horny and let me fuck without the condom. I didn't mind, though I knew it made her self-conscience. As much as I loved the idea of having kids, it totally freaked her out. That was why I still had to use condoms, even though she was already on the pill, only getting to experience her raw a few days out of every month when she was sure it was impossible to get knocked up. And even then she hated all the mess of the blood, sometimes enough to make her gag and puke in the bathroom. I got up and grabbed a paper towel from the kitchen to clean up the biggest gobs of blood and cum from my groin, and another to wipe away the splatter trail she left on her way to the toilet. When I caught up to her she'd already discarded the lingerie and was showering off, so I joined her. Both of us happy and exhaustively giggling at how amazing each other had been. To be continued.... Follow my erotic story blog on Tumblr: www.tumblr.com/blog/view/efon-sanguinbull And download my erotic ebooks at Smashwords: www.smashwords.com/profile/view/efon
Grace parked her car in the garage and opened her door. She and Jason headed home after their sexy time in the woods this evening. She walked over and Jason get out of the car as well. She came up to him and hold on his hand and makes him lean down to her. She kissed him on the lips and he loved it. They kiss for a while and he starts to become horny again. “So, our family will be changed from this moment.” She leads him in the house. As they entered, Grace smiled and stood a bit out of the way, so Jason could see the whole scene. He freezes in the moment and Grace closes the door behind him. He sees his sister, with a sexy maid lingerie on all four. Her beautiful and gorgeous ass sticks towards him and he can see her ass and pussy, dripping wet and even dripping some pussy juice on the floor. Her head was buried in the crotch of their dad, sucking on his enormous dick. He looked in the face of his dad. “Welcome home son! As you can see, we have a good time.” He said and smiled. Grace comes up behind Jason and grabs his chunk. He was rock hard and his precum made a wet spot on his pants. “The only problem is that you can produce children, not like your dad.” Grace whispered in his ear. “So you can fuck us, but just with a condom on. And if you made your job good, we can talk about contraceptive pills for me and your sister.” His head was empty after these words. His mom pulled his pants down, but this time all the way and freed him from them. She leads him over, behind his sister's ass. “Go down on your knees and show her what you showed me previously.” He goes down and grabs her hips. His tongue slid in his sister’s pussy and he loved her taste, but liked his mothers more. As he said that, Grace blushes and her hand slides down and inside her pants. She was wet as well, and couldn’t wait to be used too. She strips herself naked and stands over her daughter, but on the different direction, so she faced towards her son. He looked up and licked alternately both pussys, loving every moment of it. Sophia loved the situation so much, a big dick in her mouth and being licked by her brother, she could feel an orgasm coming though her body. She moans loud and as she orgasm, she squirts on the floor and shivers. Her mother laughs out loud and slaps her ass. “This mess, you will clean with your tongue.” She said and Sophia stops sucking the cock and turns around. She was face to face with her brother, her face between her mothers legs. She bows down and starts to lick the juice from the floor as she was told to. Jason eats out his mother and sticks again 2 fingers inside her pussy. Michael stands up and walks behin Grace. He pulls back her head and kisses her on the lips. Grace was never so much in the center of something sexy. She also came and squirted on the head of her slave. Sophia twitched and smiled, as she had some more to clean up. Jason rushed to her help, as he tried to drink the fluid from his mothers pussy. “Oh you want to help her, as you wish” Grace said with a nasty voice and pushed his head down with her hand, switched to her foot and pushed him further down. Both of their children cleaning up the floor from the squirt of mother and daughter, a dream come true. “So, what do you want to do tonight?” Michael asked his wife. “I will have some fun with our daughter, you can talk to our son on what he thinks his role in this family is.” she winked and he nodded. Sophia wasn’t finished with cleaning the floor, but Grace slaps her ass and grips her hand, showing her to follow her upstairs. Jason didn’t mind to continue to clean the floor by himself. As he finishes, he looks up and sees his father sign him to come over to the couch. On the table stands a bottle of whiskey and two glasses. Michael poures the glases half full of liquor and gives him one of them. The first glass goes down in one sip. So they fill them up again. “So, now we have to make some rules. 1. You can’t make one of them pregnant. 2. You allways have to do what your parents tells you. 3. And the most important one, no one will ever know what happens inside our family." Jason agrees and nods his head. “So what are your wishes?” “ I .. i want to fuck both of them. I haven’t had sex before, so I want to lose my virginity to my mother…” “Oh you’r a virgin, with such a dick you didn’t fuck? But okay, we can arrange this. You ever ejoyed some kind of prostata play?” “No! I’m not gay!” Michael leans over and looks in his eyes with a stern look. “I tell you, you gonna love it as you are used to it. It’s nothing bad at enjoying all of the pleasured your body can recive.” Jason thought about it. ‘so my dad wants to fuck me??’ goes through his mind. He sips the 4 glas and he starts to feela bit dizzy, warm and relaxed. Michael pulls out a little box and opens it. “This are the plugs of your mother, but I think we can use om you so you are ready for what comes up.” He pulls out the smallest plug and tells his son to turn around on the couch. Jason was not sure if he wants this, but does as his father ordered and leans on the rest. He didn't have to wait for long, the cold metal of the plug feels strange on his asshole. His father touches the cock of his son and takes some precum on the fingers. He covers his hole with his own precum and uses it as lube as he pushes in the plug. Jason had a warm and horny feeling. ‘I'm really enjoying this’ he thinks. “I think I can handle more.” He said and Michael was in surprise. He pulles out the plug and it was really easy to pull out. So he puts the small plug back on the table and wanted to goes one bigger. He let his urges win and touched his son dick again. He was really hard and his precum dripps down on the couch. He covers two of his fingers in his juice and guides them on the waiting hole of his son. Slowly he pushes his finger inside him. A small moan comes out of Jason's mouth, as he pushes his finger in more and more. He starts to fuck his hole slowly and he relaxed even more. “You are a natural Talent.” He said and laughed. He pulls out the fingers and searched the right plug out of the box. It was realy big, Grace had only two bigger ones. He covered it again in his cum and placed it on the hole who was gaping a little bit. So he pushes the plug in, he could hear his son gasp and moan in pain and pleasure. Michael had a hard time, not to rushes it in too hard. Slowly and with round motions he worked it in his son. With a plop and a loud moan of Jason, the plug entered him and stayed inside. Jason was out of breath as he looked over to is dad. He stroked his dick and looked at his ass. Jason turned around and tried to sit comfortable as he feels the plug pushing inside him. Michael hands him another glas of whiskey and cheers with his own glas. “This family becomes so much more fun than we ever had together.” He smirked and Jason had the same feeling as he smiled back and sips down the alcohol. ---- Grace guides her daughter up her bedroom. But she didn’t stop at the bed and walkes over to her wardrobe. She opens the door and pulls out a drawer on the bottom. The big drawer was full of diffrent sex toys. Sophia looked at them. Dildo from 7” up to 10”; double ended dildos, each of them 12” or longer; Vibrators in many Sizes; handcuffes and other bondage materials and, to her surprise, some toys for analplay for men. Grace stands there, proud of her collection. “So we're gonna use all of them, not today but we can explore them together and with your dad. I even think we can bring Jason to use some of it on himself.” She had a nearly evil grin on her face. Sophia had spend every evening the last week brainwashing her to a perfect slave. She listened to degrading audios and watched many humiliating porn videos. She wants to serve her parents and she will do everything. But for her brother, it was the first day. She couldn’t think of him playing along with it. ‘Nevermind’ she thought and looked back at her mother. Grace walked over to the bathroom and said “I have to pee, your brother stopped me before and licked me so good.” Sophia walkes directly behind her mother. Grace was surprised as she noticed her daughter behind her. “Please mommy, let me be your slave and clean everything that's coming from you!” Grace laughs in surprise at the dirty mind of her so little girl. “ As you wish, but then you can’t spill everything!” “I…I won’t, i promise” Grace sits on the edge of the toilet. Sophia kneels directly in front of her mothers pussy with an open mouth. The first drops of piss entered her. She was so in ecstasy, she loved it so much. The stream became stronger and she had a struggle, gulping all down at the right time. The tasty, salty piss leaked out of her mouth, running down her cheek and drippd on the floor. Grace noticed it immediately and stopped. She grabs Sophia at her chin and pulls her face up. A slap hits her cheek and she knew she deserved it. “Open your mouth!” Her mother said agressivy, and as she opens up, a big and nasty spit landet in her mouth. “Swallow it!” She closed her mouth and swallowed it down her throat. She choked a bit, but she held it down. Grace stands up and over her daughter. “Let this be a lesson for you. Never promise something you can’t hold!” She let go her stream and piss all over her head. Sophia tried to catch as much as possible of it, but she was sitting on the floor, wet from her mothers piss. As the piss finishes, Grace walks over and sits on the tube. “Clean this mess and after that, you clean the toilet with your tongue aswell!” Sophia felt so humilated but started to slurp up the piss from the floor. After a few minutes, she cleaned the floor and headed over to the toilet. She licks the sest first, the the rim and at the end she sticks her head inside the bowl and likes every stain she finds. Grace stands up and walks over and inspect the work of her daughter. He places her foot on her head, pushes her down and flushes the toilet. Sophia struggled, but knew it was her rightful punishment. She takes a deep breath as the water goes away and sits back at her ass. “Sorry mommy, I will never disappoint you ever again!” Grace was satisfied with the answer and smiled. She heads out of the bath and gets back at her drawer. “After this, you can’t choose today.” She take out a big, double headet dildo and smiles. “It’s something for the mother-daughter bonding.” She laughs and sits on the bed. Sophia stands in front of her, waiting for instruction as a good slave. “Now you aren’t a slave for this, you are my daughter and we gonna have fun. Not just me having fun, we both gonna enjoy it.” Sophia smiled and hopped on the bed, on all foure and smiles. “ So can you fuck me from behind?” She said with enthusiasm. Grace turns around and pushes the dildo inside her. She moans as it enters her. Grace stands behind her, puts the other end of the dildo inside her pussy. Both of them smiles as Grace beginns to drives her body up and down, pushes the dildo in her and her daughters pussys. Her juice flows down the toy and smears the pussy of Sophia as she fucks her. “Turn around baby.” Sophia lays on her back, without letting the dildo out of her. It was about 12” long and there was a lot of space to move. Grace comes down between the legs. More and more entered both of them. They fuck in missionary, the petite mother driving the toy inside of them two. She leans over and kissed her. She tastes her own piss and she loves it. “I love you baby, we both love you kids over everything in this world.” Sophia drove this words crazy and she felt like she cummes again. Her body spasm and she squirms while her mothers fucking her. Grace lookes insider her face. Seeing the orgasm in her daughter pushes her over the edge and she comes too. Completely done from her orgasm she lays beneath her girl. “You wanna take a shower with me?” She said and Sophia noodet. They stand up and hop under the shower. Happy and wondering what the men of the house made, they finished, pulls over a bathrobe and head to the living room.
Summer vacation was slowly slipping away now, and at first, I did stay from the game room, continuing to have conflicting thoughts about what had happened. Eventually though, I found myself wanting to hang out up there again, and when I was up there, I tried to stay away from John, but felt, “He must be looking for an opening,” wanting to talk, hoping to convince me to have sex again. Eventually, I noticed that John was taking other boys out for what I suspected was lunch or breakfast, obviously trying to convince them to go to his apartment to have sex. I tried to ignore it, but in a weird way, I was becoming a little jealous, wanting the attention too, even though I knew what was going to ultimately happen when and if, he got me to go to his apartment. John and I already had a connection, being we had done it before, and because I knew where he lived, and being it was close to my house, it was easy to go see him, which is the reason why he moved closer in the first place. Eventually, the need to be with him again was overpowering, especially knowing he was looking to move on with other young boys, and not wanting to lose the chance, I approached him one day. We had continued to be very friendly, and even though he felt that I had decided to not to have sex with him again, I think it surprised him when I happened to go up to him one day and excitedly say,"Hi!” He was cordial and after cautiously replying, "Hi” too, he asked, "How's it going?" At first, I don't think he realized what I was wanting, but when I told him, "Everything was good," there was a pause, but then John, sensing I just might want to talk, he asked, "Do you wanta go get something to eat?" It was what I needed, but not wanting to appear too eager, I simply smile and said, "Sure!" John smile too, and after telling me to wait a minute, he went over to one of the game room attendants to explain he was leaving. Turning and heading back to where I was standing, I could see he was smiling excitedly. We quickly left, and in the car, we didn't say anything for a minute or two, but I could see him continuing to glance over at me. I’m sure he knew I was nervous, because he turned, and trying to get up talking said, "It's really nice to see you again." I know it was just a way to stimulate a conversation and when I told him, "It's nice to see you too," he reached his hand across, touching my thigh. It made me look down and then as our eyes met, he smiled and said, "You should come over sometime." Seeing me nodding in agreement and that I was smiling, he looked twice, surprised a little. It made him smile too, and then as we pulled into the restaurant parking and we went inside, we ended up sitting in a familiar booth. I was nervous to be with him and after ordering something to eat, John boldly said, "I think about you a lot." I’m sure he was curious why I suddenly wanted to be with him again, and seeing me nervously smile, not saying anything, he needed to find out if I might be thinking about having sex with him. Yea, I had been thinking about having sex with him to the point where I was using a makeshift toy in my ass, wanting to feel it again. I could see he was searching for what to say, wondering if he could persuade me to go with him again, which made me smile, but right now, it wouldn’t take much. I had already decided I wanted to be with him again, and all I needed was for him to suggest it, and basically he did by telling me, “You should come over.” Again, we only made small talk and after we finished eating, there was an awkward pause. John eventually suggested we should go, and in the car, he again asked, "Would you like to come by my place sometime?" "Of course," I had thought about it, but reluctant to commit, I didn't answer him right away. However, John impatiently suggested, "Come on, it'll be nice to have you visit again," and then continued by telling me, "Don't worry, I won't try anything.” I don’t think he actually realized I was wanting to have sex with him again, however when I turned to look at him I simply said, "Okay." Hearing that I'd like to come over, I think aroused him a little and not wanting to appear over anxious, he paused and then asked, "Do you wanta go over there now?" I was hesitant, I knew what he wanted, I wanted it too, and after a few second he again said, "Come on, it's okay." Smiling, I wholeheartedly said, "Okay," which made him cautiously asked, "Are you sure?" "Yea, of course I was sure," I thought, but not wanting to appear overly anxious too, I again simply said, "Yea." It again made him smile and as we headed toward his apartment, we didn’t say anything but then he again said, "I'm really glad you wanta come over." He was still wanting to see if he had a chance to get me in bed again, and when he subtly reached over and put his hand on my leg, I instinctively looked down at his hand. I could see John repeatedly glancing over, and it only took me a minute, but, I eventually put my hand on his. I really wanted him to know that I wanted to be with him, and it did make him look over at my hand on his, and sensing him smiling, I nervously didn’t look up. John then gave my thigh a little squeeze, obviously signaling he knew why I was willing to go with him, but then suddenly, he took his hand off my thigh. My hand had slid off too, and as I rested on the seat, I worried, but then he confidently looked over and said, “Okay, we’ll be there soon.” It made me again smile shyly, and it really didn't take long before we were pulling into his apartment complex, and as he quickly parked out front of his building, and we got out, John said, “Here we are.” Hurrying us inside, I was super nervous and when he put his hand on my back, guiding me to go in, he quickly closed the door behind us. Looking at me, he smiled and said, "Let's go over there," motioning toward the living room. I think he was a little nervous now too, obviously wanting it to go well, I know I did, and as we sat down, John again said, "It's really nice to be with you again." Moving closer, taking the lead, he again put his hand on my leg. Looking at each other for a moment, he asked, “Can I get you anything?” Looking up at him, I simply said, “No,” and after a few seconds, John again said, “Well, I’m glad you wanted to come over.” Not knowing what to say, I simply sat there and when he scooted closer, putting his hand on my thigh, I looked over at him. He was smiling and looking at each other he asked, “What do you want to do?” I was confused, I thought he knew, but now I wasn’t sure, however when he said, “I’ve thought about being with you,” I was relieved he had got the message. Knowing what I was about to agree to, made me nervous, and looking over at him, I politely smiled and before I could say anything he leaned toward me and said, "Close your eyes." I was hesitant, but seeing that he meant it, I nervously closed them, and when I felt him lean toward me even more, I instinctively open my eyes. I was nervous what he was going to do, figuring he was going to kiss me. However, John leaned away slightly, and as we looked at each other he said, "Don't worry.” Nervously, I looked down, I didn’t want to consider what he wanted to do, however when he lifted my chin and we looked at each other, he again told me, "Close your eyes.” Continuing to smile shyly, I nervously said, “I’m scared.” It made him smile too and then say, “Now, you’re going to make me nervous too.” He had turned to face me and putting both hands on my thighs, he leaned toward me and again whispered, “Close ‘em.” Cautiously, I closed them and when he leaned on my thighs, and I felt his lips pressing against mine, I winced, closing my eyes even tighter. It was only for a second or two, and when our lips parted, and I opened my eyes, he was smiling as we looked at each other. Seeing I was nervous, John said, “That wasn’t so bad, was it?” Immediately I again told him I was nervous, which made him smile, and after a few seconds he said, “Don't worry.” He was still leaning toward me and seeing me continuing to smile, he again told me to close my eyes, giving my thighs a gently squeeze. Nervously, closing them, I felt him lips touching mine, as he kissed me again. I really felt it wasn’t right to be kissing a guy, never thinking I would. However, as he continued to kiss me a couple more times, it felt like he was opening his mouth, and trying to push his tongue into mine. Immediately, it made me open my eyes, and pull away, scared. Looking at him, I’m sure he knew it was making me nervous and then after a pause he said, "You're a good kisser.” I think he was merely trying to make light of it, trying put my mind at ease, trying to tell me it was okay. Instinctively, I nervously looked down, and without looking at me, he casually reached over, to feel on my chest. I didn’t think anything of it, until he slid his hand down to my crotch. Embarrassingly, I was hard,and when he felt it, he again leaned in, trying to give me a kiss. I was still scared to kiss him, however as he again told me, "Close your eyes," I smiled and closing them, our lips again met. I kept my eyes shut tight, and as he excitedly groped on my crotch, he again opened his mouth, pushing his tongue into mine. He eventually told me, “Open your mouth,” and as I did, letting his tongue in, he turned his head slightly, pushing his tongue further into my mouth. After a minute or so, our lips eventually parted, and as we looked at each other, John smiled and pulling me close he passionately said, "That was really nice." Smiling too, I didn't say anything, but feeling myself blush, I looked down at his hand on my crotch. John had scooted away a little, and moving his hand to my thigh, John suddenly asked, “Do you want to go to my bedroom.” Looking at him nervously, not saying anything, he said, "Come on," gesturing for me to stand. Eventually, we both stood, and as I looked around, he again put his hand on my back, guiding me toward a short hallway at the back of his apartment. His bedroom was dark and as we went through the door, I became so nervous, and as he continued to guide me into his bedroom, I immediately, noticed a tube of KY conveniently laying on the night stand. Briefly glancing back as John continued to move us closer to the bed, he suddenly stopped, and then turning me, we looked at each other, and smiling he again said, "Close your eyes." Smiling nervously, I again closed them, and when he kissed me, immediately pushing his tongue in my mouth, I again winced. It still felt it wasn’t right to be kissed another guy but feeling a need to reciprocate, I gingerly putting my tongue in his mouth too. It seemed to elevate the experience for both of us, especially with him feeling on my crotch, and being it was open mouth, letting our tongues touch. I tried to prepare myself, and continued to think, "I wanted this," as we kissed. John then took my hand, and as he moved it to feel on his crotch, I pulled away, and opening my eyes, I looked down. He was smiling but then seeing I was looking down, he immediately tried to undid my pants. Smiling to myself as he got them undone, letting them fall to the floor, he quickly moved to feel on my crotch with both hands. As we stood there, looking at each other, John eagerly reached down the front of my boxers. Feeling my cock and how hard I was, seemed to excite him, and when he eventually pulled down my boxers, and my cock flopped out, he immediately went down to his knee. Looking up at me, smiling as he felt on it he said, "I've missed this.” Holding it out, he immediately took it in his mouth and as I looked down , I could see his eyes where closed. Watching him sucking my dick and feeling him fondling my balls, I ended up looking toward the ceiling, with my eyes closed too. I tried to relish the moment, and thinking about when he sucked me the first time, I wanted to cum. It really felt good and after he pulled my underwear down the rest of the way, he had me step out of them. Continuing to feel on my hard cock, he stood up, and looking at each other he asked, "How was that?” It made me smile shyly, and when I nodded and told him, "It felt good," he smiled and casually wiping his mouth, he again kissed me. John immediately took off my shirt and after slipping it over my head, and tossing it aside, he took off his shirt too. Looking at each other, he took my hand, and as he placed it on his crotch, I couldn’t help but looked down. I could feel he was hard and as he had me rub his cock though his pants he ask, "What do you think?" I didn't know what to think, but he felt big, and as we looked at each other, he undid his pants, casually inching them down, making sure he grabbed his underwear too. Desperately wanting to see his cock, being I had never seen it, I continued to look down, and then as he stood up, I saw it. “Oh my god,” I thought, “he’s big.” Embarrassingly, I looked up. His dick really looked to be so big, definitely much bigger than mine, and being I was curious, I simply smiled at him. I wanted to look back down again, and when he took it in his hand, I did just that. He was circumcised, but I couldn’t get over how thick it looked, and as he pulled and rubbed it, it seemed to be kind of long too. Continuing to look at it, I thought, “Maybe it’s because he was much older, or maybe it’s his dark skin and tangled dark pubic hair that made him look so much bigger,” in either way, I couldn’t help but smile timidly. Instinctively, I looked up, not wanting to appear to be staring, and when I saw him smiling, seeing I was watching, I smiled too. He continued to rub and pull it, and then as he let it go and he took my hand, I looked down to see what he was doing. John then put my hand on his cock, and having me wrap my fingers around it, I felt just how big he really was. Nervously, I looked up, never having touched another guy's cock before, and yea it was weird to think about, but when had made me rub it up and down, I anxiously looked down. I remember his dark skin and his tangled pubic hair that reached up his stomach, and as he continued to have me rub his cock, it really felt thick and veiny, especially as his cock grew harder. Again, I looked up at him, because it was starting to turn me on, and the thought of feeling him in me again, made me shyly look away. John was smiling and again asked, "What do you think?" Nervously, I looked down at it and smiling I shyly blurting out, "You're big,” and again looked up at him. John nodded, and then after giving me a simple little kiss, he subtly turned me to face the bed. It made me glance back at him, wondering what he was going to do, and when he pushed me forward, until I was leaning over the end of the bed, I rested on my forearms. He now leaned up further, and when I felt his hard cock pressing against me, I smiled in anticipation. However, he was merely grabbing a handful of the covers, and as I watched, he simply pulled them down. Leaning back up, he pulled them down a little more and as he he let them go, he put his hands on my back. He eventually started feeling on my back, which made me smile and when he again pressed his hard cock against my ass, and his hands eventually made their way down, feeling on my ass, I became anxious. John seemed anxious too, and when he spread my ass cheeks, and then leaned away, wanting to see my butthole, he boldly remarked, "Mmmmmm, I want to be in you.” Smiling, I told myself, “I wanted that too,” but not wanting to appear too willing, I didn't say anything. He again spread my ass cheeks and then leaning against me, pushing his hard cock into my crack, grinding it up and down, he excitedly said, "Why don't you get on the bed." Looking back briefly, I smiled and then as I climbed up on the bed, John got on too. I wanted to feel him in me, I had been thinking about it, and as he spread my legs, again pressed his cock against my crack, I pushed back too, letting him know I was ready. I knew it was going to hurt, but I wanted to feel it again, and after a few seconds, John leaned back, telling me, “Move up." Smiling to myself, as he moved between my legs, he reached over me, and grabbing a pillow, he again made sure to press his cock against my ass. Placing the pillow in front of me like before, he leaned back again, and when I put my head down on it, I excitedly wrapped my hands under, grabbing it and turning my head to the side. Again, I knew I was in a compromising position with my ass in the air and my ass cheeks spread slightly, but I didn’t care. Feeling on my ass, John now asked, "Are you comfortable?” Simply nodding, I replied , "I’m okay.” Hearing this, John reached under me, and as he briefly fondling my cock, I thought, “Oh Yea.” I was hard, and I did like him feeling on my cock, but after a minute or so, he leaned to the side, grabbing the tube of lube off the nightstand. Sitting back up, he immediately flipped it open and hearing him squeeze a good amount out onto his hand, I tried to glance back, wanting to watch. He seemed to be slathering some on his cock, I turned back, waiting. John then shift a little, getting more comfortable and when he tossed to tube of KY on the bed, it made me look over. Immediately though, John spread my one ass cheek, and when he touched my butthole, I tensed up, as he dabbed and smeared some on it. Wiggling a little, it made me anxious to have him pushing into me again, and when he started to finger my ass, I tried to relax. “Mmmm,” it did feel good having his finger in me, which made me instinctively leaned up and looked back. Looking at me, he stopped, and then gently rubbing my ass he said, “Just relax.” I knew it was still going to hurt, but, "I was ready," or at least I thought I was and then after taking a deep breath, I again put my head down. John briefly pushed his finger in me again, and then moving closer, he spread my legs a little more. I knew what was coming next, and as he now gently started wiping the head of his cock into my crack, I smiled in anticipation. Again, spreading my ass with his free hand, he immediately pressed the head of his cock against my hole, and then leaning forward, continuing to tease my tight little hole, he seductively whispered, "I wanta be in you." I wanted to feel him in me too, and feeling my my butthole quiver a little, I pulled the pillow closer, trying to get comfortable. John eventually leaned away, and again said, "Relax, okay?” Immediately, I felt the pressure of him pushing into me and when I rock back, trying to help, he remarked, "You're really tight.” It made me smile, but as soon as he pushed into me more, it hurt. I tried to relax, I tried to let his cock into me, but it hurt so bad I couldn’t help but reach back, pushing on his thigh. Trying to pull away, John quickly grabbed my hips, and holding me, making me stop moving, he again told me to relax. The head of his cock felt so big as he pushed it into me, and when he pushed in more, I lifted up. He had to know it hurt because he seemed to struggle too. Eventually, he stopped and when he pulled out, I smiled and took a deep breath. John again felt on my ass again, and when he said, "Try to relax,” I knew he was going to try again. Taking another deep breath, I put my head down again, and desperately tried to relax. Feeling him put the head of his cock against my puckered little hole again, I tried to push out as he pushed in. At first it was okay, because he simply pushed in a little and pulled out, trying to go slow. Suddenly though as he pushed in further, it immediately hurt. I tried to accept it but thought, "Oh my god, I can’t do it.” Feeling me try to pull away again, he held me, not letting me move. He was in me, but only a little way, and then grabbing my shoulders, he told me, “Relax.” I nodded, but John then suddenly pulled me back toward him, pushing into me more. He was trying to force his cock in my ass, which again made me try to pull away. It hurt so bad, and when I raised up, he pushed me flat on my stomach telling me, “Stop!” Holding me down and leaning into me, he told me to relax, but it really hurt, and I continued to try to wiggle free, but I couldn’t. He did stop briefly and the pain did subside,and when I stop struggling, John immediately started trying to fuck me. Laying on my stomach, the pain subsided and it actually started feeling kind of good. John again stopped and asked, “Are you okay?” Nodding and mumbling, “It’s okay,” he pulled me back up to my knees. I needed to let him fuck me, and it really was okay, but occasionally, when he’d push deep into me, I did reach back to push on his thigh. I tried to block out the pain besti could, and as he started to move his cock, in and out of me, he leaned forward and seductively said, "Take it." As he leaned back, I immediately asked him, “Go slow.” Agreeing, he felt on my back and my ass, and when he eventually pushed on my back, making me keep my head down, I told myself, “I wanted to feel him in me.” I had been thinking about it, but right now, I just closed my eyes, and tried to accept it. I’m sure he still sensed it was hurting now and then, because he stopped, and asked, “How are you doing?” Again, I was glad he decided to take a break, because when he did stop, the hurting went away. I wanted him to cum and when he again started fucking me, and his thrusts became faster and more deliberate, he felt so big in me. Feeling on my ass, and spreading my ass cheeks slightly, it was obvious he was looking to see my butthole prolapse as his cock went in and out. I could feel it too, and I’m sure it was a turn, because I felt he was going to cum. Knowing he might be close, I tried to help by moving back and forth too, but he suddenly stop, pulled me close, and holding me, he said, “Turn your head.” Smiling, he reached around, and turning my head, he kissed me. It was open mouth and as his tongue pushing into my mouth, he again started fucking me. It was awkward and his thrusting into me were immediately more vigorous and more deliberate. I knew he was trying to cum, and then without saying anything, he leaned back up, grabbed my hips, and breathing hard, he started bucking his hips, fucking me faster. I wanted to feel him cum, and when I tried to move back and forth, helping, he pushed down on my back, trying to get us in a better position. It was obvious he wanted to cum too and when his breathing became more and more labored and he started working his cock more at the tight opening of my butthole, I knew he had to be close. It excited me, and when he tried to push deep a couple times, he whispered in an out of breath voice, “I’m gonna cum.” Trying to relax, John pulled me closer, and when I pushed back, bracing myself, he push in as much as he could. “Yea,” it hurt, and I did pull away slightly, but continuing to hold me he sternly said, “Stop!” “Oh yea,” I thought, “he must be cumming.” Stopping and trying to relax, I felt his cock pulsating inside me. It made me smile to myself, to know his cum was spilling out inside me. Feeling his warm cum inside me, I push back and after John gave a few short thrust, he again stopped and pulled out. I was relieved he was done, but as I felt him squeezing the last little bit of cum out on my ass, I suddenly felt his cum leaking out of me. It made me move a little and trying to squeeze my ass cheeks together, I unintentionally farted. Feeling more cum bubble out was embarrassing, especially when I felt John spread my ass, wanting to see. I knew my butthole was gaping, I could feel it, and when I again tried to squeeze my ass cheeks, John pulled me close. He was still out of breath and when he again rubbed my ass he said, “That was great.” I couldn’t help but smile to myself, but as cum trickled down, and dripped off my balls, John grabbed his semi hard cock and tried to push it back in me. I knew he was done, he had to be, but as the he pushed the head of his cock into me again and it slipped back in, I arched back thinking, "Oh my god, yea!" I wanted him back in me, and when he again started to vigorously try to fuck me, it seemed like he was trying to cum again. I wasn’t sure if I should try to help, but suddenly he stopped and again pulled out and laid next to me. He was out of breath, but was smiling, and seeing his face was flushed, I realized he was obviously as satisfied as I was. Telling me to lay down, he put his hand on my back and when he moving to face me he said, “Thanks.” It again made me smile and when I leaned on my side to face him, I looked down. He was feeling on his cock, and even though it was limp, I had thoughts about wanting to suck him. I’m sure he could see that I was looking and when he let go and we looked at each other, John glanced down briefly and then looking back up, asking, “Did you like that.“ Smiling, feeling a little embarrassed, John leaned toward me, giving me a side hug. Looking at me, he smiled and when I said, “I think I need to use the bathroom” there was a pause, but seeing I was concerned, he agreed. John quickly rolled off the bed, and when I slid off too, we ended up standing by each other. John was smiling and then casually put his hand on my back he told me, “I’m going to use this one,” point to the back, and then said, “Why don’t you use the one out there.” Smiling, I hurried out of the room, and going straight into the bathroom, I closed the door. I used some tissues to not only wipe my ass but also to wipe the cum off my cock and balls. Immediately, I sat down on the toilet, and knowing there was still cum in me I strained to push out whatever cum and KY was still in me. This time, I didn’t worry so much about him having cum in me, I was more worried about wanting to get back to the bedroom, knowing, he was probably there waiting. Smiling to myself, and after peeing, I wiped my ass again, and standing up, I instinctively looked into the toilet, wanting to see. Just like last time, there was some white stuff floating amongst the tissue paper, and again seeing that some had sank to the bottom, I smiled. I knew his sperm was still in me and after quickly flushing, and putting the seat down, I hurrying back to the bedroom. Going through the bedroom door, there he was. He was sitting on the end of the bed, waiting, but immediately standing up, he walked toward me and asked, “Are you okay? Smiling I simply told him, “Yea,” and after standing there for a moment, John then put his hand on my waist, moving us back over to the bed. Sitting down, he looking at me, and then pushed me to lay back. Laying back and moving up, so my legs weren’t dangling over the end, John immediately climbed on the bed too. Again as we looked at each other, he told me, “It’s really nice to be with you again.” I didn’t respond, I didn’t know what to say, but he eventually leaned toward me, giving me a kiss. It was obvious he was thinking about something and after a few seconds, he asked, "What do you want to do?" I was hesitant, but as I looked down, John casually laid back. He then took hold of his semi hard cock, and watching intently, he started pulling and stroking it. I wanted to feel it, and he had to know, because as I continued to look down, watching he said, “Give me your hand.” Looking up, he reached for my hand and then as he again placed it around his cock, and started having me rub it, I again had thoughts about going down on him. See I was nervous, he asked, You’ve never done this before, right?” Looking over at him, I didn’t say anything, but he was smiling and then he asked, “Do you wanta to suck it?” It was obvious he knew what I was thinking, and yea, I had wondered what it would be like to actually suck a guy’s cock, but I was scared to do it. I tried to focus on just stroking it, not really sure what I wanted to do. Seeing I wasn’t willing to go down on him, John casually moved his one hand to the back of my head. Looking up at him as he shifted a little, he smiled and then pushed my head down, trying to indicate he wanted me to. I continued to be scared to do it, and as my head got close to his cock, I wondered if he had cleaned it off. I again was hesitant but looking at his cock as it got close, i again looked up. Looking at me, john said, “It’s okay,” and when he took hold of it, he told me, “Open your mouth.” Thinking about having his cock in my mouth was intimating, but it was tempting too, and when it got close to my face, it smelled like he had cleaned it, and when it touched my lips, I closed my eyes, letting him put it in my mouth. Feeling the head of his cock in my mouth was weird but it was a turn on too. I couldn’t believe what I was doing and as John put both of his hands on my head and said, “That’s it,” I glanced up. He had his eyes closed and when he made my head slowly move up and down, and the head of his cock went in and out of my mouth, I thought, “What if he cums?” I didn’t really think he could, but it was in the back of my mind and yea, in a way, I did want to taste it. He was hard now, and after forcing my head down, causing me to gag a little, John suddenly stopped and said, “Oh yea, you’ve gotta stop.” Figuring that, “Yea, he was probably going to cum,” I looked up at him, letting his cock drop out of my mouth. John grabbed my shoulders and pulling me back up , he smiled and said, “That wasn’t so bad, was it?” When I didn’t say anything, he continued by semi jokingly saying, “Well, you’re really good at it.” It did make me smile shyly, and as he gave me a kiss, I could see he was againthinking about something. He continued to look at me for a moment, and then leaning away, he looked down. It made me a little self conscious, feeling he was probably looking at my cock, but then looking up at me again he asked,"You've never,” but before finishing his thought he stopped. Looking at each other I was curious and when I said, “What?” John smiled and said, “You’ve never, fucked anyone before, have you?" He already knew the answer, but I think he wanted me to think about it, but the comment, made me hesitate to answer. Seeing that the wheels were turning, and figuring that he'd be my first, he felt on my thighs. Eventually, I told him, "No," and when he heard this, John immediately asked, "Do you wanta try it?" Again, I was hesitant to answer but thought, "Yea, I want to.” Smiling, I had an idea what to do, but as I looked at him, I started to have second thoughts about whether I could actually do it, and thought of being in him, made me worry. He was so much older and more experienced, and feeling I might disappoint him, I didn’t say anything. John however smiled, and as we looked at each other he again asked, “So you wanta try it?” Telling him, “I don’t know,” seemed to make him question it, and eventually John said, “It’s okay, don’t worry,” and then said, “Maybe another time.” It did make me smile, relieved he was okay with me not wanting to do, and after letting out a big exhale, John stood up and again said, “Don’t worry.” Again, I didn’t say anything, but after a few seconds he asked, “You wanta spend the night?” Thinking about it for a minute, I wasn’t sure if I should and when he said, “I understand if you don’t want to.” I hesitated, I wanted to stay and considered it, but feeling my parents would probably worry, I said, “I better not.” Seeing I probably wasn’t going to stay, John started feeling on my cock hoping he might convince me. I wasn’t hard, but as he continued to rub and stroke it, it did started to get hard. John was looking down, but looking up, I want you to cum.” Looking down I smiled and as he took my cock in his mouth, I laid back. I think he needed to get me to cum, to signal I liked being with him. Immediately, I tried to concentrating, knowing he wasn’t going to stop until he got me to cum. It really felt good, and when he happened to stop sucking he looked up and asked, “Are you going to cum? Nodding, he again started stroking and sucking me and as I concentrated, it didn’t take long. Wanting to cum for him, I didn’t say anything, and as I got close, I gradually bucked my hips. Reaching down, touching his head, I immediately started to cum. I know he felt it, because he stopped and holding my cock in his mouth he gently stroked it. “Oh yea,” it felt good to cum and smiling as John moved up, letting my cock lay on my leg, he moved up. As we looked at each other, he smiled and asked, How was that?” It made me smile and when I didn’t say anything, John leaned up to kiss me. I didn’t know what to do, knowing I had just cum in his mouth, but as he pressed his lips against mine, I closed my eyes. I cringed a little and when he pushed his tongue in my mouth, I instinctively pushed my tongue into his mouth. I didn’t taste anything and as our lips parted he again asked, “Sure you can’t stay?” It was starting to get late and as we got dressed, John said, “Why don’t you come by tomorrow,” and then said, “If you want to.” It made me smile, but being nervous I simply said, “Maybe.” He seemed to be okay with that, and after he took me home, I couldn’t help but think, “Am I gay.” I liked having sex, I liked the feel, I didn’t want to think I might be gay, but being at that time, John was the only person to have sex with me, I was troubled. Again, I tried to stay away from John, but wanting to be with him was always in the back of my mind, probably because he was the only one to ever have sex with me. Yes, I’ve had sex with several girls since then, but continually feel I have to convince myself I’m not gay, telling myself, “It was only a one time thing.” However, the thought of having someone actually fucking me, whether it’s another guy or a transsexual is constantly in my thoughts, even when I’m having sex with girls.
Joel pulled to a stop, parking his car as close to the entrance as he could, despite his best efforts, the large, light covered sign above the front gate was still quite a distance away, as far as parking lots go, this one was excessively large. He sighed and got out of his car, making sure to lock the doors before he began walking towards the entrance to the park. He looked up at the brightly lit sign as he approached, remembering the times he had come to the park as a child, of course since then things had changed drastically, seeing as back then safety regulations were strongly enforced, and safety was the number one priority in the entire park. He had always liked it better since the revolution, though it was more dangerous, and tens of lives were lost each day, mostly the lives of women, since men were more protected, the rides had also become significantly more fun, not to mention all the the carnival style games that had been introduced. Joel smiled to himself as he waited in line for entry, feeling that childlike excitement fill him up as he thought about all the things he would do, he had heard there was a new restaurant which had opened up in the park, he made a mental note to visit it, he had heard the burgers were excellent, “Unlike Anything you’ve ever tasted!” he hoped it lived up to the hype. When he finally reached the front of the line, he handed the man in the booth his ticket, which he had ordered a few weeks ago, he was given his wrist band, and was allowed entrance into the park. Joel took in a deep breath as he entered, taking in the sight of the park he hadn’t visited for years, he looked around at all the rides, towering roller coasters, and other tall rides, including his personal favorite, “The drop of doom!”, he could see it towering over the buildings in the distance, and felt himself getting excited just thinking of riding it again. The park was laid out into three main sections, there was the children's area, which was a lot more fun than it sounds, the lives of young girls weren’t valued anymore than fully grown women, after all. The main attraction was the center part, which had the most rides, including the drop of doom, it was also the furthest from his current location, but he planned on getting there later in the day. The part he was currently in he liked to call the merch section, seeing as it was home to most gift shops, as well as restaurants and even a few hotels for those who wanted to stay the night in the park. His favorite part about the merch section though were the games, they were similar to old carnival games, the difference being they usually also had people up for prizes. Most of them were criminals who had lost their human rights, and were instead used as property, though some were actually volunteers, in these games, these prizes were used as incentive to play the game, if you got the highest score, you owned them, and could even choose to have them executed using the very game they were a part of, these deaths were rather rare, as the scores needed were extremely high, and often rigged against the player, but countless people attempted to win regardless. The first game to catch Joel’s eye was the dunk tank, the line was relatively short, so he decided it was what he would play first. Since he had bought a VIP ticket, his wrist band would allow him unlimited access to the games for the day, though the line was currently rather long, so he decided to search for something else to do in the meantime. He glanced around the area, and spotted one of the slave girls, she was tied up to a pole light, and was nude, other than a black collar around her neck, she had light, blond hair, and beautiful green eyes, and large breasts, likely a D cup. Joel smiled when he saw her, but she seemed less excited to see him eyeing her up. The collar around her neck told Joel she was public property, essentially, anyone could do anything they wanted to her, he walked over to her, and groped her breast, to see her reaction. The girl turned away from him, she let out a soft moan, revealing her true feelings. He squeezed her nipple, hard, and she let out a louder moan. He smiled, knowing this could be fun. He unchained her from the pole, and led her by the chain, using it as a collar, to a bench nearby, with a good view of the water tank, he bent her over his knee, feeling up her ass as he watched the line slowly shorten, one player almost got three bulls eyes, Joel spanked his new toy, quite hard, he listened to the girl as she let out a cry, a mix of pain, and distress, as well as pleasure. He repeated this, each time someone hit the target dead center. After about a dozen spanks, the girl’s ass was a bright red, and he grew bored of hitting her ass. He stood, and bent her over the back of the bench, the line was very short now, and he knew he would have to finish using his toy soon, he dropped his pants to his ankles, and slowly wrapped his hands around the girl’s neck, and began to squeeze, while he slid his cock into the girl’s pussy, which was very wet, especially for someone who was fearing for her life. He slowly slid his full length into her pussy, keeping it there for a moment, she moaned softly, taking every inch of him in, she was used to that part. He began to thrust slowly, pulling almost his full length out, before he slammed it back in all at once, the girl let out another cry, of shock, and pleasure, he continued this, and began to speed up slowly as he went along, the girl’s moans grew louder, and faster as he continued. After a minute, he had a good pace, and began to squeeze the girl’s neck harder, her moans lost some of their volume, due to her losing more air intake, though it was evident she was still enjoying this. He kept pumping his massive cock in and out of the girl, his grip on her neck growing even tighter as he went on. The girl’s moans slowly turned to desperate gasps for air, as her supply was entirely cut off, her face turned blue, but she was also showing clear signs she was very close to orgasm. The two came at the same time, his cum flooded into her, as she let out her loudest moan yet, and Joel let go of the girl’s neck, she desperately pulled in air, and started to catch her breath, she smiled at him a litte, while gasping. “Wow.. thanks, I really thought you were gonna kill-” Before she could finish her sentence, Joel quickly twisted her neck, a loud crack was heard as her neck was broken, and she collapsed, giving no resistance anymore. He took out his cock, and tossed her corpse behind the bench, he pulled his pants up, and walked to the water tank, the line was now very short, with only a few other people waiting. He walked up, and took his place in line. The girl within the tank was very attractive, she was seemingly a volunteer, they were usually the hottest ones, sometimes preparing for weeks to be used in these games, and look their best, she had black hair, and dark brown eyes, with a skinny, hourglass figure, she sat with her legs crossed on the platform, her hair already wet form all the times she had been dunked already. The game looked almost identical to how they had prior to the revolution, the difference being the girl within the tank had a large chain around her leg, which was attacked to the bottom of the tank. After the platform drops her, she will be held under for a few seconds, then released, but since the player had three shots total, hitting each one would hold her under the water for long enough for her to pass out, this being how this game was won. The target was small though, even more so for the bullseye, which is what was necessary to hit if the girl was to be drowned. Joel had been practicing though, he was confident he would be able to win, he smiled as he reached the front of the line, and was handed the five balls. He threw his first ball, and was extremely proud of himself, hitting the target dead centre, he smiled as the bikini clad girl was dropped into the water, and the chain tightened, a timer could be heard, ticking down with increasing speed, urging Joel to throw again before the chain allowed her enough slack to let her access air again. Joel threw the second ball, feeling the pressure the ticking was designed to cause him to feel, the ball his the target, but not the bullseye, the ticking slowed, but was still speeding up once again, Joel took in a breath to calm his nerves, missing the bullseye again would cause him to lose this chance, he threw the ball at the last moment, and let out a cheer as he saw it hit the bullseye once again. He looked over to watch the girl in the tank, her eyes were on him, wide with terror as the gravity of what had just happened dawned on her. A moment later, she began to struggle, pulling at the chain, to no avail, when this attempt proved fruitless, she tried swimming up towards the surface, but the tank was too deep for her head to pass above the surface of the water, only the tips of her fingers peeked out with her chained to the floor, with that the last of her oxygen was depleted, and the girl went limp, the game directed looked to Joel for an indication of whether or not she would be saved, seeing as there was still time to save her from drowning. Joel thought for a moment, pondering, before he shook his head, the director nodded, seemingly sadly, and left the girl in the tank. A minute passed, and when it was certain the girl had drowned, her body was fished out, and given to Joel, he decided not to waste any time, he could still feel the warmth the recently killed girl’s body held, but it was fleeting. He quickly untied her bikini string, then removed her top altogether, letting her C cup breasts out for all to see, a moment later, he pulled down her bikini bottoms, leaving her corpse entire nude. He left the bikini behind, and found a table, throwing the body down onto it, he positioned it so her pussy was easily viewable, and accessible, and began to unbuckle his belt, pulling his pants down,along with his boxers, he took out his large, ten inch cock, and positioned himself for entry. He slowly pushed his cock into the dead girl’s pussy, inch by inch, until he was entirely inside of her, he then began to slowly pump in and out of her, he wrapped his hand around her neck, as if he was choking her, though there was no air for him to stop her from obtaining, as he fucked the girl’s body. He increased in speed, letting out a groan of pleasure as he did, he had always dreamed of this situation, winning a girl’s corpse, and using it as a fuck toy in broad daylight, he had fucked dead girls before, but this was something truly special. He pumped faster, his grip on the girl’s neck getting tighter as he came closer and closer to cumming, he let out another groan of pleasure as he felt the release, his cum flooded into the girl’s pussy, before it began to drip back out due to the sheer amount of it. He smiled, and clothed himself once again, leaving his new toy naked, he left her with his first victim. He decided he would play one more game, before he went to find something for lunch. He looked around once again, and spotted a strength test game, one of those ones with a hammer, and target, and the bell. He had been working out recently, and felt he could probably win it if he did his best. He walked over, the game had no line at the moment. There were various prizes depending on the strength of the player, with the top prize being a new slave girl. He smiled at the thought, he hadn’t had a slave in some time, he usually killed every girl he got ownership of immediately. He looked at the girl who was up for grabs, she was already naked, and standing by the game, she had brown hair, and a C cup, she was skinny, and her appearance gave off a sense she was smart. He liked the look of her, he picked up the hammer, lifting it up above his head, before he slammed it back down, but the lights only turned on almost all the way to the top, not quite reaching it. The girl’s face seemed concerned, Joel knew he could hit it harder, he hadn’t out everything into the first swing. He picked the hammer up above his head again, and swung it down with all his might, he heard the bell ring before he saw the lights on at the top, and the girl’s face dropped, she had seen him kill both of the other girls, and feared the same thing would be done to her. The man working the game handed Joel the leash to the girl’s neck, and he led her back to the bench he was at earlier, and had her sit down, keeping his hand on her leash, tight. He spoke to her, “What is your name?” he asked simply. The girl didn’t immediately reply, she was clearly scared, but she opened her mouth to reply, “My.. my name is Jenna…” she replied quietly. Joel smiled a bit, “Don’t be scared. I’m not going to hurt you. I need a slave to help me out with something,” Jenna’s face lifted slightly, she was glad not to be killed, and didn’t care what she needed to do, “Oh! Of course, sir, what do you need me to do?” Joel gestured to the pair of corpses behind the bench. “I need you to carry one. I’m not leaving them behind.” Though Jenna seemed nervous, she picked up the lighter of the girls, she grunted loudly, and got the girl over her shoulder, “O-Okay… I got it…” She said. Joel picked up the other girl with ease, and led Jenna away, towards his next destination, this new restaurant he had heard such great things about… (To be continued?)
The Hit By Juli NBabe A tall man in silk pajamas sits on his couch speaking into a cassette recorder. He is 50'ish and graying at the temples of his brown mane. His face shows some signs of his age around the corners of the eyes, but still maintains its rugged and roguish look that had won many a woman's heart. In some cases, won it and then cut it out. He is Dalton Frederick, the most accomplished spy killer in the hire of the US government. Born of the fears of the cold war, he has done well in the post cold war era by taking out old enemies of the government and others deamed in need of his special "extreme prejudice" technique to send the right messages to their leaders. He has been contemplating retirement lately, and has been transcribing his adventures to tape for a possible book on his life and times. He flicks the tape on and takes a draw on his cigar. The smile on his face, shows this was an especially self satisfying case he is about to talk about. Let's see, tape 6 or is it 7. Well it doesn't matter i guess, because it is about Sun Lieu aka Sunni and her elimination. I think of all the agents i have retired, she was the most challenging and difficult to get. I guess i had been following her for about 6 months when i heard that she had been spotted in Hong Kong. I had gotten close in Zurich and something seemed to alert her. I swear this woman has the lives and senses of a cat. I almost caught up to her in Montevideo and Bogita also, but then like the whisp of the wind, she was gone. In Capetown, I was close enough to catch the mesmeizing scent of her Jasmine perfume and then, poof, she just disappeared. It has been six weeks now since she was last seen. I have my flight booked on KLM to Hong Kong. When I got there, I had to get some rest, it was a long 17 hour flight and with the international dateline and all, i was missing a day. I checked into the Metropolis-Hong Kong and went to my room. The local embassy had sent a fruit basket and a surprise. The surprise was Ming Lee. She was an american from San Francisco of Chinese heritage. Cute as a button, about 5'2, 105 pounds and with those lovely dark Almond shape eyes and long black hair reaching down to her small but nicely shaped boobs. She was quite delicious looking. She had introduced herself and told me she would enjoy serving under me. I was tired, but not that tired, so i decided to give her the opportunity. I placed my hand on her elbow and found out just how willing this girl was. She wrapped her arm around me and was nearly sucking my tongue out of my mouth in seconds. My hands went straight for the goodies, those luscious and perky looking tits. I reached under her hair and unzipped her dress and let it fall, not surprisingly, she was wearing nothing under it. I picked her up and carried her to the bedroom and laid her on the kingsize bed. Soon i was undressed and in the bed with her as she had pulled down the covers. My hands and mouth couldn't wait to get to those tits. My hands also moved down her flat belly to her wet and very hot crotch to massage her swollen labia as on finger spread her slit and rubbed over her clit. She was on top of me in seconds sliding my hot throbbing cock into her pussy and riding it like there was no tomorrow. Little did we know there would not be. Ming was bouncing up and down on me, as my cock slid deep into her slippery inner chamber. My hands grabbing her hips to pull her down hard as i tried to send my cock clear to her chest. Suddenly, i heard a noise like glass breaking. I remember three separate sounds and the slow motion actions that followed each of them. After the first, Ming had a surprised look on her face which turned to a pained one. Then I noticed, her left nipple had disappeared in a black hole from which, blood was bubbling out. I could see the spray of blood from her back, when the second sound was made. It was followed by a second hole in the same tit and more blood pouring down her belly onto me. I reached to her unruined tit to hold her when the third sound was followed by a black hole in the middle of her forehead. Ming's eyes rolled up toward her forehead and dilated as she took one last sighing breath and fell forward onto me. I couldn't help myself, i began to cum inside her as she fell dead onto me, my hot sticky cum coating the inside of her pussy as her bloody body landed on me. I rolled her onto her back on the bed pulling out of her and grabbing my gun i crawled to the window. The shooter was gone by now, i could see their vantage point across the street though. Damn good shooting. I called the embassy and had them send a team to clean up and remove Ming's body. I dressed and went to inspect the place the shots had come from. All i found was three .223 shell casings. This was Sunni's M.O. all the way, her favorite weapon as she liked to kill from a distance. Clearly, she knew i was here, and why, and wanted to leave a message. I knew she had no way of knowing what I looked like. I had the advantage there, i had a picture. She was a beauty, 5'5, large tits and flat belly and a great ass. Her hair reached mid back and she had the kind of legs that should be bare at all times just for their looks. From the vantage point I can see the room where Ming and I had our final encounter. A man had entered the room where Ming’s naked body was still sprawed on the bed. “Must be the clean up expert.” I thought to my self as the man examined the room, but when he came to Ming’s body instead of processing the scene he began to touch her breasts and inserted his fingers into her pussy. With drawing his hands he marveled at the juices sticking to his fingers (I came hard into Ming), he then began to remove his pants and began to fuck Ming’s dead body. At first I was taken aback by this, but eventually I decided to give the guy a break. It was a thankless job to clean up after the agents, so I will let him have his fun. After all, Ming was dead and her fine body would be wasted soon. Why not allow other hard working logistical workers have their fun. I decided to go down stairs and have some coffee before returning to the room. By the time I returned Ming’s body was covered on top of a sheet of plastic and the man was patching up bullet holes. I told him I will collect my things and leave him to finish up. Before I left I wanted to say my goodbyes I uncovered Ming’s face, the bullet hole in her forehead was still raw and her eyes are still rolled upwards with her mouth opened. I thought of kissing her one lase time but noticed thick clear liquid on the edges of her lips. Not doubt left by the man cleaning up on the other side of the room. I simply covered her back up and left. A couple of her cohorts had been captured by our allies in Bahrain. They had managed to "convince" them to cooperate in giving us where Sunni could be found in Hong Kong. I waited til the clean-up was complete and checked out of the hotel. I went to stay at a dive i knew down on the water front near the docks. The embassy had a man matching my deion leave using my return ticket home. We hoped Sunni would think I had left and come out of hiding more readily. I went to a bar she was known to frequent using the guise of Col. Vladimir Doshenko, a russian military attache. I spoke perfect russian from my time spent there over the last 15 years. I was about to leave, when "she" came in. The picture did not do her justice. Those legs made me hard in that mini skirt and those tits, wow how they bounced as she walked. She had a crooked smile of self satisfaction, probably thinking she had scared off the cowardly American agent. I saw the bartender whisper to her and look in my direction. She walks over and stands in front of me hands on shapely hips. She tells me she has heard i'm russian and that she liked russians and from my looks could see i liked her too. Well, i have to confess, at least part of me was very happy to see her. We talked and drank vodka for hours. About closing time, we were both drunk, she more than me. She invited me to her place for a "nightcap". When we got to her place just outside the city, she pointed to the bar for me to fix us each a drink. She went to change. Well change isn't exactly correct, she came back naked and stood in the doorway while my eyes nearly popped from looking at her perfect skin and those round tits and smooth sleek legs. She reached and turned out the lights and crossed the room. There was plenty of light entering from outside and it reflected from her smooth skin. I could see her tits bounce as she walked and my cock was like steel. She walked to me and pressed her body against me before unbuttoning my shirt and then my pants which made a thud on the floor as they landed. Before i knew it, i was standing there in my briefs my cock straining to get out. I embraced her and slowly dropped to the floor. My hands roamed her body, and several fingers found their way up into her slippery channel driving in and out as she moaned and her hips moved to their touch. My mouth covered her tit and sucked in as much as i could then as i pulled away, i took her nipple between my teeth and licked across it pulling and stretching skin of her tit. My fingers drove faster and faster into her becoming soaked in her juices. I gradually covered her body with mine. Her large tits squashed to my chest as my mouth found hers and we tried to suck each other's tongues out. Her legs spread wide and my fingers slipped from her as i arched and replaced them with my hot throbbing cock. It slid its full length into her easily. She was so wet and slippery inside my cock was totally soaked in seconds as my arms wrapped around her holding her close as i used my hips to drive her sweet round ass into the floor. She began to moan and told me how much she enjoyed being fucked by a russian. She would arch and raise her hips with my outward thrust and then my downward thrust would almost drive her ass through the floor into what ever was on the other side. In the next 20 minutes she must have had at least 5 orgasms. She was panting and so was i as she reached to grab my balls and squeeze them gently. That was all it took for me to flood her slippery wet vagina with my hot sticky cum. I spewed so much into her that it seaped out around my cock and along both out legs. I reached back on the floor and fumbled around my clothes. In the pocket of my pants was a small .22 caliber semiautomatic with 7 shots. The shots alternated between hard point and bird shot. The first being a regular .22 long rifle hard point. I kissed her lips and raised up my cock still in her and fired a shot into the middle of her navel. Her navel now had a dark nearly quarter inch hole in the middle from which, blood began to trickle. Her eyes told the story as her face contorted in pain she had this look of disbelief and shock. I looked in her eyes as i said, you've been fucked by Dalton Frederich and laughed. I told her this shot was for Ming and fired a round of bird shot into her left tit. About a dozen small holes appear and each trickles blood down her tit. She squirms under me as i fire a third shot into her belly halfway between her navel and sternum. Her legs begin to twitch and tremble as i pull out of her. As i pull out of her, my cock spews cum over her belly and pubes up to the blood coming from her half gone navel. I reached down a spread her labia with the barrel of the gun, smiling , i told her this one was for Ming. I fired and the gun spews a cum of birdshot and hot buring gunpowder into the cum covered walls of her vagina. Blood begins to flow from her pussy. I stand over her, cum dripping on her tits, chest, neck and face as i fire three more shots into her body. Her right tit jiggles as it is pierced, some birdshot for her pubic region and another bullet shattering the center of her sternum and piercing her heart. Blood spurts out of that hole quickly covering her chest. Her back arches and then slowly drops with a gurgling sigh, her eyes dialate to black pools and she lays quiet. Her once fantastic body now a bloody mess a dozen holes in her left tit and pubes from the birdshot and the other holes leaking their blood like a spring of life. I dress and leave her home and go back to town and the embassy to get a new ticket home. I wanted to tell Ming's family she had been avenged, but i knew that wasn't possible. So now she will be a new name in the memoirs of a retired government agent. Maybe if they read it they will know. Dalton shuts off the tape and heads off to bed. He sleeps peacefully feeling no remorse for removing the enemies of his country from this life. After all, he was the best and there were so many he can hardly remember them all.