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Making ends Meet

naugwife on Forced Stories

My husband and I met just before our freshman year in junior college and soon started dating pretty heavily.  The reason he said he was attracted to me was because I wore short skirts and tight fitting shirts that showed off my nice breast all the time.  The sexy outfits I wore accentuated my 5’1” 100 lb, petite frame with the little skirts showing off my silky smooth legs.

I soon became pregnant at a very young age of 19 and married shortly afterwards.  My new husband joined the military to help support his new family, and we soon found ourselves separated for long periods of time.  He had to attend boot camp, school, and deployed for 4 months before I saw him

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again with our new son.  While he was gone, I stayed with his parents and constantly ached for a hard cock.  But luckily I was pregnant and didn’t feel so attractive so it was easy to remain faithful during that period. 

Soon after my husband returned from sea, we moved to South Carolina his new duty station and rented an apartment.  The apartment building wasn’t the nicest of neighborhoods but it had to do with the small amount of money he was earning.  His paycheck barely covered our car payment, apartment, food, and diapers so we found ourselves living paycheck to paycheck all the time.  Not long after we arrived in Charleston, my husband had to leave again to sea, leaving me alone in a strange new place with no family or friends to help me out if I had any trouble.

It was my first time living away from home on my own, learning to manage a household, raising a brand new baby and dealing with no sex on my own was very challenging.  The only person I knew was the building manager Carl, who lived above us.  My husband and Carl hit it off and he would invite him over almost every night to sit around drinking and talk sports.  So my husband asked Carl to check on me from time to time while he was out at sea to make sure I was ok which Carl was glad to do.

I managed things pretty well for the first two months while my husband was gone with Carl checking on me from time to time.  Carl would help me carry in my groceries and stop in to make small talk usually in the evenings always being very flirtatious and funny.   But in December, about a month before my husband returned I ran into some money trouble.  I had budgeted enough for bills and to go buy Christmas presents for everyone and send them back home to family.  I spent to much money on gifts by mistake, then my car broke down that required me to spend most of our remaining money for the month to get it fixed.  My rent was due and my misfortune left me about $300 short.

Carl stopped by to pick up the rent check that morning and I broke down crying telling all about my problem.  I told him I was afraid of disappointing my husband and worried that if he found out he would get very upset with me.  Carl told me that he would love to help me out but he couldn’t just let me skip a month of rent and he didn’t have $300 to hand out for nothing.  He told me if I was interested, that there was a possible way to earn that money.  I told him that I couldn’t work because daycare would cost too much and I have no one to watch my son.  He said the job did not require me to leave home but I probably couldn’t handle it.  I told him I am a very hard work and never quit, so give me a chance.  He proceeded to tell me that I could earn the money for rent by performing sexual favors for him.  I stood there in total shock with my mouth hanging open not believing what had just been said.  He told me to think on it, and he would check back with me that evening to get my answer or the rent.  Newly married for just a year did I really want to cheat on my husband and chance ruining my relationship?   Plus, I was very sexually naive having only been with two men in my life, and being a slut went against all the Catholic beliefs I was raised on.  Strangely enough, I found myself turned on by his proposal and began to wonder if I could actually go through with it. 

At 8 pm, I had just put my son down asleep in his crib when Carl returned looking for my answer.  He had a huge grin on his face and looked very pleased when I told him I would do it since I had no other choice and needed the money.  Not to mention, I was pretty horny for not having sex for over 2 months and wanted to get fucked pretty bad.

 Carl grabbed me by the hand and led me to my bedroom and told me to undress because he was dying to see my young hard body naked.  As I undressed out of my little tight shorts and t-shirt, he began undressing himself.  At 48, Carl was in pretty good shape but had a slight beer belly.  He was 6 foot tall, built like a football player, black, and standing next to me he dwarfed my tiny body.

He ravaged my body with his eyes, telling me to lie on the bed in different positions so he could get a good look at what he was paying to enjoy.  I pushed my 36C breast together showing him my hard nipples pulling on them one at a time.  Then I spread my legs showing him my freshly shaven pussy slowly running my fingers across my moistening lips.  Finally, he asked me to bend over doggie style, so he could see my sexy little ass.  It surprised me that he didn’t just jumped right on, attack me, and do his business, but actually enjoyed making me wait for him.  I was getting turned on more and more as he made me wait for him to touch me.

He was standing by the bed rubbing his hard cock through his boxers which I could see a distinctive bulge.  Then he told me to slide to the end of the bed and remove his boxers for him.  As I got to the end of the bed, he bent down and kissed me on the lips as my hands found his boxer and slid them down to the floor.  As we broke from kissing and he stood up, I saw the biggest and thickest cock I have ever seen in my life.  His cock was pointing straight out at me and had to be at least 10 to 12” long and thick as my wrist.  He didn’t have to say anything to me; I instinctively took his big cock in both hands and began stroking him mesmerized by its size.

He told me to put it in my mouth and suck his cock, so I tried my best to fit as much as I could but it was only the tip.  As I sucked his cock, he ran his hands all over my tits, ass, and stopping on my pussy driving me wildly insane.  His big fingers found their way to my clit rubbing it in slow small circles, then sliding one, then two, fingers deep inside my aching cunt.

He told me to slide back up on the bed so he could eat my sweet pussy.  Working his way kissing up my thighs and burying his face in my sopping wet pussy made me come like never before.  Once he had my pussy-dripping wet, he asked me if I was ready to take his big cock.  I said I hope so, but I am scared because I never had a cock bigger the 6”.  I told him to wait a second and got a condom from my husband’s nightstand and placed it on Carl’s cock.  The condom was super tight on his huge meat stick and barely went halfway down his shaft then I begged him to fuck me.

He slowly placed the head of his huge cock against my cunt lips, slowly rubbing it up and down on them.  Then he slowly slid his cock it into my wanting cunt letting me adjust to the huge girth.  As I adjusted to his size he slowly began driving his cock in and out of my aching pussy.  God, it was huge!!!  It hurt so good and I was cumming over and over again with every deep thrust, but he was still only getting half of it in me.  So, he told me to climb on top and see if it was more comfortable that way.  So, I slid down on his massive tool feeling it reach into my stomach.

I was riding his cock really hard as he sucked on my breast and slid his finger in my ass (never had that done before then) making me shake with the most intense orgasm ever.  He told me that his cock was ready to explode but he wanted me doggie style.  So he got behind me and really began to give it to me harder than I thought possible.  As I looked down at his huge tool going in and out of my pussy, I saw that the condom was lying on the bed and he was riding me bare back.  And before I could move he began grunting and pulling me back out his long cock filling my pussy full of his seaman.  He pulled his cock out and stared at my pussy as I lay on the bed trying to recover from the hard pounding I just received.  And told me that he hope my husband doesn’t get mad at him for ruining my pussy with his big cock.  While I was wondering how I am going to explain to my husband being pregnant with a black baby.

Carl came over several more times before my husband finally returned, so I can work off the rent payment.  He fucked me one more time leaving his cum deep in me just before I went to pickup my husband.  I felt like such a slut for fucking a guy while my husband was gone and even in his bed and he never knew he got sloppy seconds on his return home.  But sometimes sacrifices are needed to keep things running at home.

The close cousin part 2

tbone405 on Incest Stories

The close cousin Part 2

 

It was about one week after Katy and I made out. We just kinda pretended that it never happened. Every once and I while her friends would give me a wink and say “nice going big guy.” I would ask them why and they would just walk away smiling. Katy and I hadn’t gotten a chance to hang out since then. We would hang out during school of course but never alone at home. It was like it never even happened, I almost wondered if all of it was like a dream. If I might have been out of it that night, but I guess not.

      

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;       It was Friday night again. I was so hyper! When the bell finally rang that meant we were out of school me and all the rest of the students sprinted out. I hung out with some of my friends and was BSing with them for a little bit. Then I felt a little bit of a pat on my butt. I turned around and it was Katy, she had a big smile and looked very anxious to get home, like me. “See ya later guys” I said as I walked away with Katy next to me. When we got outside of the school area we started to talk a little about what we should do tonight.

 

So our parents are going to be on the town again? Katy asked

 

Yep till like 3 in the morning again, so what should we do? I said

 

Hmmmmm that’s a good question. Katy said

 

She got to her house and said “ill see you over here in 5?”

 

“Yep sure will” I said

I got home and went into my room and started to take off our dumb ass school uniform, I started to think about what me Katy were going to do tonight. I started to think about us jamming out to some music and playing video games. I thought about making random shit like smoke bombs in the garage. I thought about her and me watching videos late at night. Then I all of a sudden remembered me looking at her as she layed there with one of her perfect breasts out of her shirt. I remembered us making out. I hadn’t put on my clothes that I was going to wear over there.

I noticed that my cock started to get a little hard. I began to rise up and I started to rub it a little. I imagined me rubbing Katy’s back and grabbing her butt as we kissed. I started to get close to an orgasm. Then I kinda woke up out of it. I quickly put my clothes back on almost like I was mad at my self. I kinda shook it off and just left my room. I walked into the garage and grabbed my paintball gun, some ammo, and a couple of carbon tanks. I walked to her house and when I finally got there I saw her garage door was open too. I looked inside and her paintball gun was off of the hooks.

At that instant I put my helmet over my face and loaded my gun. I slowly walked into her back yard. I noticed that one of the big trees with branches that hung down to the ground had its branches moving a little bit. None of the other trees were swaying so I knew it wasn’t the wind. I slowly walked over to it ready to shoot at any time. I sprinted into it and shot like crazy! But I noticed after my hell fire that she wasn’t in there. But then when I was thinking to my self “What the fuck is going on?” then she jumped down from the tree behind me and shot me like crazy!

We kept fighting for a while. About 20 minutes later we both stopped. She had about 5 paintball shots on her.  I had three. “Ha I won!” I shouted out. Then she shot me 3 more times before I could even think. “Who won now?” she sayied. I accepted it. So we both went inside, I gave her a high five and then she gave me a slap on the butt. She went into her bathroom and started to take a shower. I ran back over to my house real quick and took a shower too. I got changed and ran back over. When I got back over it was already dark outside. I went inside and she was still showering. So I got on her computer and started playing some music. It was a CD I put together for her that was mostly all hard rock and punk rock. Defiantly made to get you pumped up for a war or something.

I started playing video games on the TV and never even noticed that she was done taking a shower. She walked out of the bath room. She was head banging to the music. I turned around when I heard her sing along. She must not have known that I was over already. She wasn’t wearing anything except a towel. She saw me and was almost a little embarrassed, she stood there not knowing what to do. I just stared at her again. We both let out a laugh.

Katy- how the hell did u get over here so fast hahaha.

Tommy- um I don’t know I just took a really quick shower.

Katy- o ok hahaha hey come into my room with me.

Tommy- but um… you’re only in a…

Katy- o it's fine come on.

I turned off the TV and x-box. I walked in with her and she closed the door. I sat down on the bed. She shut the blinds on her windows. I started to feel a little excited for something but I didn’t know what. She sat down next to me and kinda swished her hair around a little. It graced my face and I smelled the aroma coming from it. I closed my eyes and took in a big whiff of it. “Ha your hair smells good” I said. She laughed and patted it down. She was warm and still a little wet from her hot shower. She was barely even covering her breasts. They were still wet and almost going to slip out.

I couldn’t help but look at them. She saw me staring at them and put her hand on my leg. I kinda woke me up from the trance I was in. she started to rub my leg a little.

Katy- so do u remember what me and you did last week?

Tommy- well um we played video games and watched movies for a while and listened to some…

Katy- no silly I mean what “you and me” did. She let out a very seductive smile.

Tommy- o um... kinda… why? I said with a crackling voice

Katy- so you know how I said that I was going to teach u how to please a girl?

Tommy- um yeh I guess so…

Katy- I think its time for our second lesson…

She put her hand up my shirt and rubbed my abs. “take off your shirt” she said.

I did as she said. I was nervous and was starting to sweat. “And now your pants Tommy” I slowly started to take them off. I was shaking I was nervous. I didn’t know what the hell to think! I was left only with me boxers on. My dick wasn’t completely hard but was still longer than when im not excited. She put her hand right on it and started to rub. I closed my eyes and accepted how good it felt. She stopped and I looked at her. She started rubbing her boobs. Then she took off her towel. She threw it to the other side of the room. I stared at her perfect body.

            Her boobs were perfect, stomach was perfect, legs were perfect and then I looked at her pussy. It was almost completely bald but still with a little hair. It was wet and luscious. Everything about her was perfect! She looked at me and just said “do u like what you see Tommy?” she was just swaying her boobs. I was hypnotized! My mouth got dry and all that came out was “god you’re an angel!” I hit my self in the head after I said that because it was so idiotic. “mmmmmm thank you. You’re so muscular” she said. Let’s see how your biggest muscle is doing. She slid off the bed and knelt in front of me and took off my boxers. I was still a little limp.

            Tommy-i'm so sorry Its not that you’re… its just I mean you’re my cousin so…

            Katy- I know what your saying its ok. I just have to help u get it up.

She put her big lips around the head of my cock and started to suck up and down on the entire shaft. It felt so amazing! She was perfect at it! She began rubbing my balls and then I got rock solid instantly! It was bigger than ive ever gotten it by my self. She stopped and got back on the bed. She layed down and spread out her legs. She took out a bottle of lube from her drawer. Katy rubbed it in her hands and then rubbed it on her pussy. I was so amazed at the sight. I went over to her and layed down next to her. She kept rubbing. “now it’s your turn big boy” she said to me lightly. “but I don’t know what to do” I said in a worried voice. “just do what ever u want and I’ll tell u if you’re doing something wrong k?” she said. So I got between her legs and put my hand on her pussy.

            “just start with two fingers k?” she said. I put two fingers out and rubbed in circles. “mmmm keep going” she said. I sunk both of them in and went in and out slowly. I bent my fingers up wards and tried finding her G-spot. I had heard about it before but I didn’t exactly know where it was. OOOO GOD!! She screamed. I quickly took my fingers out thinking that I hurt her. “no put them back in, put them back in keep going!”

I put my fingers back in and kept rubbing her g-spot that I now found. She kept moaning and letting out a little yelp every once in a while. I was starting to put 3 fingers in, then 4, I kept going faster and harder. Her body kept wiggling every where and shaking. I often wondered if I was hurting her. But I was enjoying to much to really even think about if she was alright.

            “O MY GOD IM GOING TO BLOW!!!” she screamed out about 6 minutes into this whole thing. I noticed that my fingers where starting to get extremely wet. I loved the feeling of the soft, warm, wet inside of her tight little pink pussy. It was something that I never imagined I would do before I’m 18. “LICK MY PUSSY QUICK!” I put my head between her legs and started to suck on her now extremely soaking wet pussy. I tongue fucked her. “AHHHHHHHHHH FUCK FUCK FUCK!!!!” Katy started to scream. Her slender soft legs came together over my head and squeezed. Her stomach and chest rose up as her hands grabbed the comforter on the bed. Then something amazing happened, a small spray of liquid came out. At first I thought it was pee but after I wiped some of it off my face and tasted it I could tell it wasn’t. I kept licking her pussy until she was done.

            Her entire body relaxed, her legs spread apart again. She let go of the bed and I could tell was tired. I put my fingers back on her pussy. I just slowly rubbed around in circles. She was sweating and was very warm. I gave her a kiss on her beautiful and wet cult. I slid back up next to her and put my hand on my face. I wiped some of the strange liquid that Katy squirted out. I could tell it wasn’t pee. It almost felt like cum. But I wasn’t as white or as thick. “what is this stuff” I said. “That’s what I squirt out when I have an orgasm”. She said in a very tired voice.

Tommy- wow I didn’t know girls could do that heh heh.

Katy- not a lot of us can but when we do its amazing!

Tommy- so did I do a good job?

Katy- you were awesome. Ya still need some practice but for a first try that was very good!

Tommy- ha ha, thanks. So um ive got a question.

Katy- sure go ahead and ask.

Tommy- um, well what does all of this make us?

Katy- well I would call us fuck buddy’s.

Tommy- Fuck buddy’s?

Katy- yeh its were you aren’t really a couple but you fuck each other. Its also I very good chance to practice and experiment without ruining an actual relation ship.

Tommy- o cool, sounds good to me.

I rolled over on top of her, I gave her some kisses and rubbed her perfect breasts. Her nipples were warm and not very pointy any more. She was sweaty and hot. I licked her shoulders, chest and neck. I was about to put my dick into her soft little pussy. “can I?” I said. “um I still have to finish up too.” “no not yet. I’m to tired to keep going. Maybe next time hehehe” she said and winked at me. I roled off Katy’s body. I was almost a little sad. Then she went to the end of the bed in front of me. She started to rub the inside of my legs. She started rubbing my big balls. She did that with one hand and then stroked my cock with the other. It felt so great. Her hands were small and soft. They gripped onto my big hard dick so perfectly, I moaned and groaned. I started getting close. She obviously knew I was going to blow. She licked the lower part of my shaft right were my balls start. My dick twitched and then… tons of my gooey cream came out. It ran down my long cock. She licked it up and socked my cock a little. I relaxed and looked down at her. She came back up next to me. “I’ll make you ready in no time.” She said.

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The Evanses never missed going to church on Sunday. Vanessa and John felt that church was a very important part of raising their two kids, Jack and Annie. Jack had just turned 15 and Annie was almost 19. Jack had just started high school and his older sister was well into her second year in college. Vanessa and John wanted their family to stay together so they bought Annie a car so she could drive herself to school about 45 minutes away and still get home every night. John was a very conservative businessman with a nice six figure salary so the family was well off. They lived in a lavish home outside of Buffalo. 

 

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size="3">Vanessa could be an example of the perfect suburban housewife and mom. She worked part time at her friend’s barber shop, and the rest of the time she was just a regular housewife. Although she was still very attractive at the age of 41, she had never cheated on her husband during their 17 year marriage. She did get urges every now and then. Her own conservative parents had taught her to keep a lid on her sexuality which, right about now, was about to burst. Throughout the years she had a dark secret which only her sister Lisa knew about. The secret was that she always wanted to be in porn. To her, there was something very exciting about being fucked on camera for everyone to see. Every time she went across a magazine stand and saw a Playboy, she would be jealous of all the girls being shot nude. She did try to bring it up to her husband once, asking him to take pictures of her but it freaked him out and she never brought it up again. She would never let herself cheat on him, but for some reason getting fucked on camera was not cheating in her book. Every once in a while at work, she would be approached by various pornographers and all kinds of other photographers, but she always turned them down. She tried to shake off this urge but it never seemed to go away, until one day she decided to contact a man who gave her a business card. The kids were at school and John was at work. She got comfortable and poured herself a glass of wine to relax. Her fingers shook from nervousness as she dialed the number. A woman picked up the phone.

 

"Risqué Videos, this is Janice speaking. How may I help you?"

 

Vanessa tried to keep her voice calm. "Hello, my name is Vanessa. Can I speak to Mr. Ross please?"

 

"Not a problem. I’ll put you right through."

 

The phone took a few seconds to connect, and then a man’s voice answered, "Hello, this is Mark."

 

"Hello Mr. Ross, my name is Vanessa Evans. I cut your hair last Sunday and you gave me your business card. Do you remember me?"

 

"Oh, sure, hello Vanessa. Please, call me Mark. How are you?" Mr. Ross asked. He remembered Vanessa well. When she had cut his hair, he could feel her full breasts pressing into the back of his head. He was impressed enough that he offered her a card, though he hadn’t expected her to take it, and even when she did, he didn’t think he’d hear from her again.

 

"Not bad, I’ve been thinking about your proposition and I have to say, I am interested," Vanessa said.

 

"Well, I’m glad to hear that. What we need from you now, Vanessa, are some nude photographs. No offence to you, but this is just how we work. I was impressed with your face, but we have to see the body as well.... I hope you understand."

 

"Oh sure, no problem," Vanessa said, sounding more confident than she felt.

 

"Now if you want I can have you come into the studio and we’ll have one of our photographers take some shots of you,” Mr. Ross said, pausing, then he added, “Or you can have somebody you know, like a friend, take pictures of you and you can just stop by sometime this week and drop them off."

 

"I’ll take care of the pictures myself and drop them off later. I’m not sure if I even want to do this yet Mr. Ross so I’ll have a friend help me and I’ll stop by. How’s tomorrow?"

 

"That’s fine by me. I’ll be in the office. Any time from 8-6 will be just fine," Mr. Ross said.

 

"That sounds great. I’ll see you tomorrow."

 

"And remember Vanessa, we won’t bite... it’s all up to you and there’s some nice money for you too."

 

Vanessa chuckled, "I assure you Mark, it’s not about the money… but that won’t hurt. Thanks for taking my call and I’ll see you tomorrow."

 

They said their goodbyes and hung up.

 

 

Vanessa now had to find someone to take pictures of her completely naked. She thought about it for a good half hour and couldn’t come up with anyone she would feel comfortable with. Her friend who owned the hair salon had some experience with cameras, but that would be just too awkward. They weren’t that good of friends. Besides, she had told Vanessa stories about her sexual experiences with women, so Vanessa was afraid she’d think that Vanessa was hitting on her. She knew her husband would divorce her if he found out who she was going to give the pictures to and since he was the only one she would let it get sexual with, she had to find someone who would not get turned on. All in all, the whole experience could not be sexual.

 

She thought about asking her sister, but she was worried about her reaction. She kept thinking and thinking and couldn’t come up with anyone. All of the people she could think of, she either wasn’t comfortable enough to be nude in front of them, or they might tell John, or they wouldn’t know how to use a camera to make her look good. After all, the pictures had to be good, or Mr. Ross wouldn’t hire her. The time flew by and she noticed it was already 4:30. Jack opened the door and came in the house. He threw his bag into the closet and said hi to his mom, kissing her on the cheek.

 

"Honey, pick up your bag and put it in your room. This is not a zoo!" she shouted after him as he started to run off. She sipped on her coffee and smiled proudly as he came back.

 

Jack scoffed, "All right Mom!"

 

He grabbed his bag and ran upstairs.

 

 

Vanessa gasped as it hit her. Jack would be the perfect photographer. He had been a camera nut since he was 10 years old. They had recently bought him a brand new digital camera for Christmas. She was always close with her kids and felt like she could tell them anything but this wasn’t just any regular thing. She had to think of a way how to approach her son with this.

 

She knew he wouldn’t get turned on by her, since moms are probably the last people young boys would get turned on by... so that made him the perfect candidate. Her urge to fulfill her lifelong dream was to strong, so she decided to go on with it. She walked out of the kitchen and was about to go up the stairs when Annie and John burst into the door. They greeted her and kissed her on the cheek. John immediately went into the basement to start his daily workout session and Annie ran off to her room. She continued up the stairs and knocked on Jack’s door.

 

"Come in!!" he yelled. She walked in while he was working on his camera.

 

"What’s wrong with the camera, sweetie?" she asked nervously.

 

Jack kept working on it as he said half heartedly:"Nothing mom I’m just cleaning the lens."

 

She sighed with relief and sat down next to his computer chair on his bed.

 

"Sweetie, I have to talk to you."

 

Jack put the camera down noticing this was serious. He had hoped he wasn’t in trouble because usually these "talks" were caused by his shenanigans.

 

"Honey, I know this is going to sound kind of weird. I know you watch porn a lot." Jack’s face flushed red. "It’s ok honey; I’m not mad at you for that. Everyone loves pornography, even your mom and dad."

 

Jack was shocked. "You do?" he asked. Sure, some of his friends joked about how hot his mother was, but she was so straight-laced that he hadn’t even thought that she had ever seen porn before.

 

"Well your dad not so much anymore. We used to watch some movies when we were younger, but I still like porn just as much as ever."

 

Jack couldn’t believe his ears. He never dreamt his mom would be into porn.

 

"Ok, so," Vanessa took a deep breath, "Well, it was always my dream to be a porno actress. I’m not saying it’s what they do in porn, 'cause I would never want you or Annie to head down that road. It’s… I’ve been a wife and mother, and now I’d like to experience something different before I get too old for it."

 

"Mom, are you serious?"Jack asked. Vanessa just nodded. He shook his head at her. "Let me get this straight, you want to be in a porno movie. So why are you telling me this?"

 

"Well, the movie company who wants to employ me would like to see some sample pictures of me... naked. Would you mind taking some pictures of me sweetie?"

 

Jack was taken back by all this. He didn’t know what to think.

 

"But Mom, what about Dad?!"

 

Vanessa glanced toward the door. John was in the basement, but Annie might overhear. "Shhh, not so loud," she whispered.

 

Jack whispered back, "But what about Dad and all our friends?"

 

"Dad doesn’t have to know. Only you and I know and the movie company isn’t on the Internet so I don’t even think anyone around here would see it."

 

"When do you wanna do this?"

 

"Well, I have to have the photos ready by tomorrow, so now would be perfect," Vanessa said.

 

Vanessa got up walked over to the door and locked it. Jack looked her over: she had on a tight white T-shirt and jeans. He put his camera back together and with his back turned, he trapped his cock flat between his stomach and the belt on his jeans. He didn’t want his mom to get freaked out over his growing erection.

 

She sat on the bed. They were both very nervous. He started taking pictures of her just sitting there casually. She smiled at the camera as he kept shooting away. Jack could see the outline of his mom’s bra under the tight T-shirt. Vanessa crossed her legs and put her right hand on her right thigh. She then leaned back on the bed and spread her legs a little bit. She took off her shirt and unclasped the bra in the back. Jack’s cock got flooded with blood as his mom’s breasts came into view. Vanessa saw the look on his face and started to blush. She covered her breasts with her arms and put her hands over her face.

 

"Oh God, I’m so embarrassed," she said. “Maybe this isn’t a good idea.”

 

Jack put the camera down and sat next to his mom on the bed and hugged her. "It’s ok Mom. I’m cool with this if you are."

 

She uncovered her face and looked at her son. "Thanks sweetie. This means so much to me."

 

They hugged and smiled at each other, "Ok, please continue. I’ll be ok."

 

Vanessa uncovered her breasts once again. Jack started snapping away. He noticed how uncomfortable his mom was with the whole thing, so he decided to take the lead.

 

"Ok Mom, just grab your breasts with your hands and squeeze."

 

She did as she was told. He then told her to mash them together and to put one of her nipples in her mouth. When he said that, she looked at him with a smirk.

 

"Where’d ya learn that?" she said teasingly.

 

He just shrugged his shoulders and then she smiled at him. She sucked her own nipple in her mouth, almost bursting out with laughter. She managed to hold it together and continued. That was good so far, but Vanessa knew she had to have some pictures of her more than just topless, and as much as she hated to do it she just had to.

 

"Are you ok with me taking my panties off?” she asked him.

 

Jack just nodded as he kept shooting away. Vanessa got up, slipped her shorts off, and slowly started to slip her panties down her thighs. The top of her bush came into view. She really wanted to impress Mr. Ross, so she did it seductively, having no idea what she was doing to her son. He almost forgot that he was supposed to be snapping pictures. She kicked her panties to the side and sat back down on his bed. Her bush was covering her slit and Jack couldn’t really get a good shot.

 

"I can’t get a good shot of your...you know."

 

Vanessa sighed. "I know.... what do you want me to do?"

 

Jack sat down on his chair again and scratched his head for a second. He knew what was best but didn’t know if either one of them was prepared for that. He looked at his mom sitting there nude on his bed, her legs slightly apart.

 

"Why don’t you just lean back and spread your vagina?" he said, trying to use the technical term so that it wouldn’t seem so sexual.

 

"I don’t know honey, are you sure you’re ok with that?" she asked. Now it was his turn to just nod. Vanessa scooted up and put her feet on the bed. She spread her lips apart, exposing the pink insides of her pussy to her son. He started snapping away. He even caught a peek of her asshole but not a good one. He got very close and started shooting her pussy. Vanessa tried her best to keep her pubes out of the way.

 

"Hey Mom," he said. Vanessa looked over to him.

 

"What is it now?" she asked.

 

"Well I think it would be good to get a few shots of your behind," he said.

 

She nodded, thinking it wouldn’t be a big deal after she just showed him where he first came out of. She got up and turned her back to him flexing her butt cheek muscles. He took a few shots and then said, "I meant your butthole."

 

She looked at him not sure what to do. That would be a big plus if Mr. Ross could see it but she hadn’t shaved back there in a long time, on top of it all she had recently gone to the bathroom only wiping her ass with baby wipes. She decided to go for it. She bent over her son’s bed and pulled her buttcheeks apart leaving him with a great view of her most private area.

 

"Don’t get too close honey. I went number two a couple of hours ago."

 

Jack didn’t care one bit about it. He purposely got in close to get a good whiff of his mom’s asshole, which made his cock even harder, if that was at all possible. He realized he had run out of room on his camera.

 

"That’s it Mom. I’ve taken 48 shots. I’ll have to empty these out on the computer to make more room if you want me to shoot some more," he said. He tried to sound casual about it.

 

Vanessa slid her panties back on and started fastening up her bra.

 

"No, that’s ok sweetie. I think that should do it. Now...” she said as she dug a rumpled business card out of her shorts. “Here’s the guy’s e-mail address. Can you please send those to him as soon as possible? I said I’d have them to him tomorrow."

 

She was standing next to Jack just in her underwear making it hard for Jack to concentrate. She stood by and watched him as he sent the files in and said, "Make sure you save those in a folder that nobody can find. We might have to use those again. And honey, thank you so much for doing this. It means the world to me. I’m glad you’re able to be liberal about this."

 

She was kneeling next to his chair while holding his hand and smiling at him warmly. Jack just smiled back and said, "No problem Mom. I’ll always be there for you."

 

Vanessa got misty eyed and hugged her son. She kissed him on the forehead and said good night.

 

 

The next day she was off from work. She had slept in late until 11 am, and as soon as she woke up she checked her phone. There was a missed call from Mr. Ross’s office. She immediately called the secretary back.

 

"Hello, may I please speak with Mr. Ross? I’m returning his call."

 

The secretary was different from the one she spoke to yesterday. She sounded younger than Janice.

 

"Mr. Ross is unavailable at the moment. Is this Vanessa?"

 

"Yes, it is."

 

"Oh great, Mr. Ross was very pleased with the pictures you sent him last night. He sees a lot of potential in you and has asked me to make a request on his behalf. He wants you to shave your pubic hair some but not completely. The reason for that is he would like to see how you perform in an actual test scene just to see if it comes natural to you. Now I must warn you this is very important, after all it is just sex, but not quite. Not every attractive person can have sex on camera and make it look natural."

 

Vanessa’s heart was beating. She couldn’t believe they were accepting her. She was also very nervous about jumping right into it all.

 

"Oh my God, that’s great, but is there any way I can shoot the scene on my own with a friend, and then send it in? I believe I’d be much more comfortable that way. I mean it is my first time and being in a room full of people and cameramen that I don’t know would just make me very nervous."

 

 

"That would be fine Vanessa. Just make sure you get the video to us by this time next week. If you want, I can have Mark contact you."

 

"That is unnecessary. I will have the video ready by this time next week and thank you."

 

"No problem Vanessa, we’ll talk to you soon."

 

"Good bye." She hung up the phone.

 

Her hands were shaking. In her mind, her son Jack was the only one with who she would be comfortable shooting this sort of scene. She felt that having sex with her own son would be innocent enough and would not pass as cheating on her husband. It would be an innocent game between the two of them, although in the back of her mind she knew it was dark but decided to repress that feeling. All she had to do right now was talk her son into it and find somebody to shoot the scene.

 

Now that she had taken the first step towards her dream, she was feeling more adventurous. She had been afraid of her sister’s reaction before, but maybe she could give her a call and try to judge if she’d do it. Lisa was the only person that knew about her love of porn and wanting to be in a porno, beside Jack, that is. Vanessa called her cell.

 

"Hello!" her sister answered. Lisa was only two years younger than Vanessa. She had a husband and three kids of her own.

 

"Hey sweetie, what are you doing?" Vanessa asked.

 

"Oh nothing, I’m at the store getting some groceries," Lisa said.

 

"We’ll I don’t know how else to say this, so I’m just going to say it. Remember that one secret obsession of mine?"

 

"Sure I do, and I also think you’re crazy," Lisa laughed a little. Vanessa was relieved. She hadn’t talked with Lisa about it for a while, but Lisa didn’t sound like she was totally against it.

 

Vanessa giggled on the phone, "Well, I know it’s crazy, but I decided to go through with it."

 

"What do you mean, go through with it?"

 

"I met this guy at the barber shop who runs a studio that shoots these kinds of movies. He gave me his card and I called him a few days later, telling him that I was interested. He wanted me to send him some nude photos of myself, and now he wants me to go one step further."

 

"Go on!" Lisa said, surprised that Vanessa had already had nude photos taken. John seemed like such a prude – it amazed her that they had had two kids. If he took them, he couldn’t have known what they were for.

 

"He wants me to send him a sample movie of me having sex,” Vanessa said bluntly.

 

Lisa was always against her sister going through with this, and honestly never thought she would, but she did find it kind of kinky. She always thought her sister was an attractive woman. She was never attracted to her in a sexual way, but as young girls they used to run around naked through the house while their parents were away. They once saw each other have sex with their boyfriends in high school, and even made out with each other once for a group of cheering drunk guys.

 

"Wait a minute, back up a little bit. What about your marriage? I mean you could ruin your life forever, not to mention lose John."

 

"Don’t worry about that. These will only be sold in sex shops. Nobody we know will get a chance to see them."

 

"Well, you do what you have to, but don’t come crying to me later," Lisa said.

 

"Well, I already need your help. That’s the reason I’m calling you."

 

"What do you need?" Lisa asked cautiously.

 

"I’ve found the guy that’s gonna be in the scene with me, but I just need somebody to shoot it."

 

Lisa giggled on the phone like a little schoolgirl, "Well sure, that’s easy. I’ll shoot the scene. It’s not like I haven’t seen you have sex before. Who’s the guy? Anyone I know?"

 

"Jack."

 

"Jack from the salon?"

 

"No, not him, he’s gay... My Jack."

 

"Your son. My nephew Jack."

 

"Mmmhmm, it’s not like he couldn’t use the experience. Besides, it’s very innocent plus we’ll blur his face out of the scene."

 

"Wow, you keep surprising me more and more today. Ok fine. Does he know about this yet?"

 

"Well the nude photos I sent to them were taken by him so we’re done with step one."

 

"My my my, is he in for a little treat."

 

"Oh shut up. It’ll be strictly for the movie. I’m not a slut who enjoys fucking her own kids."

 

Lisa didn’t want to piss her off. She was having too much fun with this. "I’m just kidding, relax. So when are we doing this?"

 

"Well, John is on travel tonight and Annie is staying late at school tonight for a movie with some friends, so why don’t you stop by around four o’clock today?"

 

"Ok I’ll see you at four you little vixen. Mwah!!" Lisa kissed the phone and hung up.

 

At three she went to pick up Jack from school. She was thinking about how to start the conversation. She was so nervous and didn’t know how to start it, so as soon as he got in the car she hit him with it.

 

"Hey mom!"

 

"Hey baby. How was school?"

 

He was about to start talking about his day but she cut him off.

 

"The studio wants to see a tape of me having sex!!! There I said it."

 

Jack was taken aback. He knew his mom would eventually end up fucking some guy on camera but he wasn’t sure if he could handle taping it.

 

"Ok mom, relax. It’s no big deal. You want me to tape you having sex with a guy…"

 

Vanessa just shook her head and cut him off again.

 

"No honey, you’re going to be the guy.... I mean, if you’re ok with it, of course."

 

A surge of blood started to flood Jack’s penis. His heart started racing. He glanced over at his mom who was wearing a rather short cut sundress and glanced at her legs. He was so excited but he couldn’t let her know. He decided to play it like he was surprised.

 

"Wow Mom, well I don’t know.... What would Dad say about this?"

 

"Will you forget about your dad?! He can’t know about this. He’s traveling tonight sweetie, and Annie is staying late at school for a movie so tonight’s perfect. Please say yes pleeease!!"

 

Jack didn’t need to be begged in order to lose his virginity to his gorgeous mom.

 

"Ok Mom, but I don’t have any experience. I think you should know that."

 

"Oh it’s ok honey. I’m not expecting you to be the best lay of my life, just a quick fifteen to twenty minute scene so these guys can see that I’m a natural. The tape has to be at their office in five days, so we’ll have to cut it and edit it all quick."

 

"Mom, I don’t want to be in the scenes. Well, not my face at least."

 

"Oh sure sure, we’ll blur your face out. Do you know how to do that on the computer?"

 

"Yeah, I do. How are we going to shoot it though? It won’t look very good if the camera just sits in one place," Jack said.  

 

"Well this might come as a shock to you but it’s the only other person in the world that I’m comfortable with. Your aunt Lis is gonna operate the camera."

 

He couldn’t believe it. His hottie aunt was going to see his hard cock devouring his mother. He had always jerked off thinking about the two of them. He also jerked off while thinking about her daughter Amy. This was too much for him. He felt like his cock was going to burst out of his pants, and he came hard. His face flushed red. He hadn’t even been touched, and already he had come once! Vanessa was worried about his silence and glanced over at him.

 

"Is that ok with you honey? ...Are you worried about your aunt seeing you naked? She’s seen your pecker plenty of times when you were young. It shouldn’t be a big deal."

 

Jack finally spoke, "Oh no mom. I wasn’t thinking of that.” He felt embarrassed, and hoped that his cum wouldn’t soak through before he could get a shower. Hadn’t she said that she wanted a fifteen or twenty minute scene? If that happened again, she’d be so disappointed, and what if she decided she’d get someone else do it? He shuddered, though fortunately Vanessa didn’t seem to notice. She just smiled at her son’s nervousness and thanked him again.

 

As she pulled in the driveway she noticed Lisa’s car was already there. She turned to Jack and kissed him on the forehead.

 

"Thank you so much baby. This means the world to me," his mom said.

 

Jack grabbed his bookbag from the back and followed his mom inside, covering his crotch with the bookbag. Lisa greeted them both and hugged Jack.

 

"It’s all cool. I already explained it all to him. He’s a big boy," Vanessa said.

 

Lisa wanted to make light of the situation, "Well we shall soon see!!"

 

Jack smiled shyly as he looked over his aunt who was wearing a dress just like his mom’s.

 

Vanessa took a quick shower in the master bathroom while Jack showered in the one he shared with his sister. The three of them met up in the kitchen. Vanessa had dried her hair and put on some makeup while Jack was in the shower. He walked into the kitchen to a sight of his beautiful mom wearing the sweetest smelling perfume. She had on the same dress, but she had put on high heels.

 

His aunt Lisa asked, "So... where are we going to do this?"

 

“It’s probably best if we shoot it in the basement. I don’t want neighbors from across the street peeking through my bedroom window. You ok with that sweetie?" Vanessa asked.

 

She looked at Jack, who stood there very nervously. He just nodded.

 

"Jack, are you ok sweetie? You look a little flushed."

 

Vanessa walked over to Jack and sat next to the chair by him. She put a hand on his forehead checking for fever.

 

"He’s a little hot. I think he’s just nervous."

 

Lisa agreed. "It’s ok sweetie. Just relax; it’s gonna all be over soon."

 

“Mom,” Jack said. “I feel like I’m going to cum as soon as you touch me. I don’t want to mess this up. I know how important this is to you.”

 

Vanessa’s heart melted a little. Jack was so caring. He almost looked like he was going to cry.

 

“It’s ok honey. We’ll work through this,” she said. Lisa nodded.

 

“Maybe if you… well, jerk off now, and get another hard-on, you’ll last longer,” Lisa said. She couldn’t help glancing at Jack’s crotch. It was visibly bulging. He clearly wasn’t lying about being on a hair-trigger. She laughed a little to herself. When she started her day, she had no idea that it would end up like this.

 

“It’s not funny, sis,” Vanessa said. “He needs to do well at the end, too, and he can’t do that if he’s already cum once before.”

 

“I wasn’t laughing at that,” Lisa said. She looked over to Jack, who was being very quiet as the two women talked. He was still looking really nervous. “What if you shoot the end now, and then do the rest of it?”

 

Vanessa thought about that, and the more that she thought about it, the more sense it made.

 

“Ok, let’s do that. We should try to make it look professional,” Vanessa said. She took a deep breath as she realized what that meant. “Honey, you’re going to have to masturbate onto my face.”

 

Vanessa wasn’t the only one taking a deep breath then. Jack started thinking about anything besides what his mom had just said to remain under control. He breathed in and out in a steady rhythm until he was pretty sure that he wouldn’t cream in his pants again. Lisa and Vanessa exchanged glances.

 

“Well, it doesn’t look like he has a problem with that,” Lisa said playfully. She was a little surprised that she was starting to get turned on by this. She hadn’t thought that watching her nephew and her sister get it on would do that. Vanessa just gave her a look back like “Don’t even start.” She kneeled down near Jack and looked up to her sister.

 

“Just get the camera started, sis,” she said.

 

Jack slowly undid his pants as he stood near his mother, who impatiently brushed her hair out of her face. She wanted to help him along, but was afraid she’d do more harm than good. She lifted up the edge of his shirt, and was almost hit in the face with Jack’s cock. Lisa and Vanessa both giggled a little at that.

 

“Ok, calm down,” Lisa said. “You don’t want to be laughing on the tape. Besides, it looks like Jack doesn’t have anything to laugh at.”

 

“Aunt Lisa, you’re so not helping,” Jack said as he pulled his shirt off. He was still in his pants, but they were shoved down to his ankles. With his shirt off and where the camera was, he looked like he was totally naked. Vanessa had her dress on, but Lisa sat down on a kitchen chair so that she could only see Vanessa’s face. The sundress’s straps were pulled down to the side, so it looked like Vanessa was fully naked as well.

 

“I’m ready when you are,” Lisa said. Jack looked down at his mom, who gave an almost imperceptible nod. He nodded back to her and smiled a little as he started fisting himself. He was still fresh from the shower, so he didn’t have any trouble moving up and down his hard shaft.

 

When he started to breathe heavier, Lisa got ready with the zoom. She was lucky, and timed it perfectly for the first blast of cum across her sister’s face. It caught Vanessa by surprise, and she still had her mouth open a little as she tried to kneel there while smiling.

 

“Uhh, I’m cumming,” Jack said, a little late, as he continued to gush. Despite having just cum in the car, he had the strength of youth on his side, and he managed to paint his mom’s face with a couple strings. One of them almost hit her in the eye, but Vanessa managed to close her eyes in time. When she didn’t feel anything more, she opened her one eye and smiled up at the camera. She thought back to all of the porn that she had watched and tried to think if there was anything else she could do to prove to Mr. Ross that she’d be a good porn star.

 

Suddenly, she had it. She reached up with a finger and wiped some of the cum off her face. Then, opening her mouth, she stuck out her tongue and licked her finger, making sure to show that the cum was on it, then closed her mouth and swallowed hard. When she was done, she opened up her mouth again to show that it was empty, and then smiled at the camera. The silence stretched out.

 

“Wow,” Lisa said. “If they don’t take you in a heartbeat, they’re crazy.” That seemed to break the spell, and Vanessa stood up, a little shakily. She was a little surprised at how much Jack had had in him. She couldn’t remember the last time that John had cum that much, and she wouldn’t have believed Jack if he had told her that it was his second load of the afternoon.

 

Thinking about that led her to thinking about her husband, and that led to a fresh wave of guilt. Now that the camera wasn’t recording, she had time to think about what she had done, and she started to blush.

 

“I need to go wash my face again,” she said hurriedly. “Jack, get ready for when I come back. I’ll meet you in the basement.”

 

Lisa got up and started to walk towards the basement door while Jack took a step forward and almost tripped over his own clothes. Wincing, he pulled up his shorts and followed his aunt down the stairs. Vanessa headed to the powder room and rinsed off her face. She looked herself over in the mirror. Could she really do this? She had always wanted to, but now that it was real, it was a little frightening.

 

“No, you have to follow your dreams,” she said to her reflection. She had always brought her kids up that way, and she could do no less for herself. She stepped out of the powder room and grabbed her make-up kit from her purse to do a quick fix before she headed downstairs again.

 

When she got there, she was greeted with a surprise. Lisa had put the camera down on a side table and was sitting down next to Jack on the couch. Jack had taken off all of his clothes by now, but he clearly wasn’t hard. Both he and Lisa looked up when she walked down the stairs.

"What’s the matter now sweetie?" Vanessa asked.

 

Jack spoke softly, "I don’t know how to say it mom, but I can’t get an erection!"

 

Vanessa sat down on the other side of Jack and looked at her sister with a puzzled expression. Lisa looked back with an identical expression. They weren’t quite sure what to do. Vanessa figured that he’d be ready to go as soon as she got there. Now she was worried that they had made the wrong choice up in the kitchen. What they filmed wasn’t going to be nearly enough to satisfy Mr. Ross. She had to make sure the boy was ready before the camera started rolling.

 

"Lis, what do you think we should do?" she asked her sister.

 

Lisa just shrugged her shoulders, "I don’t know. Show him some breast or something."

 

Vanessa pulled the top of her dress down, exposing her beautiful firm breasts.

 

"It’s ok. You can touch them," she said to Jack in a husky voice. She told herself that he needed to be ready, and that little voice in the back of her head said she was going too far, but she ruthlessly squashed it.

 

She took Jack’s hand and placed it on her bosom. She started massaging her own tit with his hand. Lisa looked down at his crotch to see if this was having any effect on him.

 

"He’s still flaccid. What’s wrong Jack... don’t you think your mom is pretty?" she said. She wasn’t being serious – he clearly had been turned on by her before – but Jack wasn’t thinking straight and thought that she was.

 

Jack answered, "No, Aunt Lis. I swear I had a boner on the ride home when I was looking at Mom’s legs, too.... I don’t know what it is. I guess I’m just really nervous right now because we’re almost close to shooting." He knew that the real reason was that he was trying to recover a lot faster than he usually did, but he couldn’t tell them that.

 

Vanessa didn’t know what to do.

 

"V, I can bet my life if you take your panties off, that’ll get him going," Lisa suggested.

 

Vanessa shrugged again and stood up. She hadn’t thought it would be this difficult for him to get another hard-on. She pulled her dress up and slid her panties down to her knees. She sat back down and slid the panties all the way down to her ankles. She leaned back against the chair and spread her legs. Her recently shaved pussy felt a small chill from the cool basement air. Lisa was impressed with her shave job.

 

"Wow, when did you shave?" she asked.

 

"Just this morning. The people at the studio suggested I do that.....Ok now Jack."

 

"Yes mom," Jack said.

 

"Kneel in front of me. Now take your finger and put it inside of me."

 

Jack kneeled down and put a finger over her mound. He slipped his index finger inside her and started to finger her. Vanessa had already been a little turned on from what had happened upstairs, and feeling Jack’s finger started to make her wetter. Lisa was watching his cock which was now beginning to come to life. Vanessa spread her pussy lips so he could get a good look. Despite the stimulation, his cock was still quite flaccid. Vanessa looked down at his member. She needed to think of something else to get him going.

 

"Do you think you could get hard if mommy lets you lick her pussy?" Vanessa asked. Jack didn’t need a second invitation. He leaned in and put his lips on her.

 

She was willing to go through with this if it meant he would get hard enough where he could fuck her. He started sucking on her lips and tonguing her wet hole. He licked all the way down to her asshole which was now within his reach. Vanessa almost screamed as her son ate her out in front of her sister. Lisa looked at her sister, then got up and retrieved the camera from the table.

 

"Should I be taping this?" Lisa asked. She flipped on the camera’s power switch, expecting the answer to be yes.

 

"No, don’t be silly,” Vanessa said. She was starting to breathe hard, and her words came out in spurts. What Jack lacked in technique, he made up for by vigor. Every so often, he’d brush against her clit and she’d have to hold her breath to avoid screaming. “We’re just getting… ready for the scene... Is he hard yet?" she asked.

 

"Not yet," Lisa said, leaning down a little to make sure. She didn’t bother turning the camera off. It still had plenty of time left to record, and Vanessa might change her mind about wanting this filmed later.

 

A light bulb went off in Vanessa’s head. “Jack, wait," she said as she sat up a little on the couch.

 

Jack stopped licking for a second.

 

"Honey, do you think it would help if Aunt Lisa let you feel her too?"

 

Lisa looked at Vanessa who had a grin on her face like the cat who ate the canary.

 

"What do you think you’re doing?!" Lisa asked in surprise.

 

Vanessa smirked back at her, "Work with me here sis, the sooner he’s hard, the sooner it’ll be over."

 

Lisa sighed as she pulled her sundress up and took Jack’s left hand and slid it down her panties. She didn’t want to show her nephew her pussy but had to help her sister somehow, and he couldn’t reach much else from where he was. He started to finger fuck his aunt while he ate out his mom’s asshole. Vanessa was surprised at how much attention he was giving her asshole. He went back up to her pussy and found her clit with his tongue. He started sucking on his mom’s clit as her breathing got heavier. He could also feel his aunt getting wetter as his probing fingers were feeling her asshole now too.

 

“Mmm, not there,” Lisa said, moving away from Jack a little. “Stick to the front.” His fingers moved back, though he still reached for her a little.

 

Jack went back up to his mother’s clit and now really started assaulting it. Vanessa was starting to get way into it as her body began quivering. All of a sudden she was riddled with guilt. She had never planned for this to get sexual and now it was. She decided to put a stop to it.

 

"Stop Jack... hold on, stop."

 

Jack pulled his mouth off her. He also took his hand out of his aunt’s panties. Lisa looked down at his cock.

 

"He still looks soft to me, sis," Lisa said. She was amazed. It had been a while since she had been Jack’s age, but she had remembered that guys his age had been able to get stiff in an instant.

 

Vanessa sat up and looked down at it. "I don’t know. It kind of looks harder than before."

 

Lisa was upset with herself for getting turned on by Jack’s fingers, and was losing her patience with this whole incestuous scene, "Why don’t you just give him some Viagra or something?"

 

Vanessa looked at her angrily, "Are you crazy? Those are prescription pills for old men... he’s just a child. Come here honey."

 

She leaned back again and decided to try out his cock. Jack got up and got in between her legs.

 

"Don’t turn the camera on yet, Lis. We’re just gonna try it out."

 

Jack’s cock looked like it was ready but when his mom rubbed his cockhead over her now wet pussy, it proved them wrong. It was hard enough for the head to split her lips apart but it didn’t have the firmness that was necessary to fuck her. That didn’t stop Jack from trying as he rubbed against her.  Vanessa realized that it wouldn’t work quickly and pushed him back off.

 

"Here, sit back down on the couch sweetie," she said before he could get upset.

 

Jack sat down. His cock was at a 45 degree angle to his right. His mom knelt in front of it and took his cock in her right hand. She licked the head and put it in her mouth. She started circling his cockhead with her tongue inside of her warm mouth. Jack was finally beginning to relax. Lisa saw some progress so she decided to help. She started to comb Jack’s hair and bent down to plant a kiss on his cheek. "It’s ok baby. Just relax," she said while Vanessa started to bob up and down on his length.

 

As she felt it getting harder and harder in her mouth, she was surprised more and more. Every time she went down on it went deeper into her throat till she once choked on it. She coughed once or twice and just kept blowing him. Lisa took Jack’s hand and put it over her right breast hoping to stimulate him some more.

 

"Just relax sweetie. You’re doing good."

 

Vanessa just managed to hum, "Mmm-hmmm" as she kept gagging on his hardness.

 

A minute later, after an intense blowjob... Vanessa slurped her mouth off his cock making a smacking noise.

 

"I think he’s good to go!" Vanessa said excitedly. She got up a little and took her dress off completely. The only things she was still wearing were her high heels. She let Jack stand up, then she lay down on the couch and slightly spread her legs, just enough for Jack to get in between them.

 

"Lis, now before you start shooting, I have to explain something to Jack,” Vanessa said. She looked up at her son. “Sweetie when you’re ready to ...you know ... finish, you have to pull out and just shoot it on my stomach. That way, it looks good on the video. We might want to use that instead of the other scene. Ok?"

 

Jack nodded, "Sure Mom no problem, on the stomach... I got it." Vanessa scooted up some more and positioned herself. Just before Jack entered his mom, Lisa cut them off.

 

"Jack, honey, you know the other reason for you pulling out right?"

 

He nodded, but Lis could tell he wasn’t really paying attention to her (not that she could blame him). She spoke firmly to try to get him to listen.

 

"If you cum inside of your mom she could get pregnant. So that’s the main reason of you pulling out. Right V?"

 

Vanessa just nodded. She was so horny she couldn’t think straight. How could she have forgotten to point that out?

 

"Your aunt is right honey," she said.

 

Lisa focused the camera on Vanessa and Jack and they started. Jack’s cock was pretty wide for his age. As he started to invade his mom’s pussy, he scooted up and positioned himself so he was facing her close. He pushed all the way in, and then pushed out. She whispered to him quietly,

 

"That’s it baby. You’re doing just fine."

 

Jack pushed back down but a little bit quicker and harder this time, and soon they were fucking. Their pelvises started slapping against each other and Vanessa’s boobs began to bounce. Jack looked at his mom’s inviting mouth, and naturally planted his lips over hers. She responded with her tongue and they started making out to the rhythm of their fucking. Vanessa couldn’t figure out why he was on her lips, because Lisa had the camera shooting only their privates...but she kept kissing him anyway. It just felt right at the moment. The kiss continued as Vanessa started to hum. Lisa knew when her sister started to hum that she was enjoying it. Jack managed to part his lips from his mom’s and went down to her right breast, putting her nipple in his mouth. He began to suck on it, and started to pull on the entire tit. Lisa moved the camera up to tape this.

 

"He’s doing really good for his first time," she said sotto voce as she looked at her sister.

 

Vanessa’s facial expression was one of enjoyment, and Lisa knew it. She locked eyes with her sister and smiled. Vanessa smirked back at her and mouthed "What?!"

 

Lisa just said "Nothiiiing..."

 

Jack heard them whispering but kept on pounding away. He decided to change his consistency so he started speed fucking his mom for about 10 seconds, then, once he was out of breath, he slowed down to regain his strength. He rested for another 10 seconds and started pounding away again. Vanessa was having trouble holding in the ecstasy that was coursing through her body. She wanted to moan but was torn between making the video look good and admitting to herself and her sister that her son was turning her on. She felt embarrassed, but wasn’t going to stop now. Even if she had wanted to stop, Jack certainly didn’t. Jack took his lips off her tit but kept fondling the other one with his hands. He faced his mom again. She could feel his breath on her lips. Their noses were almost touching.

 

"Am I doing good Mom?" he managed to speak in between breaths.

 

His mom wasn’t much better either. She was out of breath and barely spoke, "You’re doing...just...fine baby."

 

Her pussy juice was leaking all the way to her asshole. She couldn’t remember the last time she was this wet. She was so riddled with guilt that she barely spoke, but stayed determined to make the video look as good as possible.

 

"Do you ... think...you’re almost...done honey?” she asked.

 

"I’m ok mom, I’m pacing.... myself to....make it last...longer," he replied.

 

She took her son’s face into her hands and pulled him towards her. Jack stopped fucking her but his penis was still pulsating inside of her.

 

She softly spoke to him, "Do you think you can last another 10 minutes, and do me from behind?"

 

Jack just nodded. That was all she needed.

 

She yelled "Lis, stop the tape."

 

Lisa turned off the camcorder and said "What is it?"

 

Jack managed to put a few more pumps in before his mom gently pushed him off, his cock popping out of her pussy leaving a trail of his precum on her inner left thigh. Lisa looked in between her sister’s thighs and saw how wet she was. Vanessa finally spoke.

 

"Ok Lis, I want you to shoot us doing it doggy style... Jack, honey, get off me for a second."

 

Jack came close to cumming a couple of times as he pulled himself out, but he was confident he found a way to keep himself going. Vanessa caught her sister looking in between her legs, and Lisa saw Vanessa looking in between hers. Lisa wanted to know what was on her older sister’s mind.

 

"What is it?" Lisa asked.

 

Vanessa wasn’t sure whether to tell her what was on her mind, or not. "I don’t know....I think it would be a good idea if you sit down at the other end of the couch... and spread your legs"

 

Lisa was outraged. She couldn’t believe Vanessa was talking like this in front of her son, let alone asking to eat her pussy. It was one thing to help out Jack, but this? Lisa whispered loudly and even though Jack could hear it she went on...

 

"Are you crazy?"

 

Vanessa started to defend herself. "Well I’d like them to know that I’m open for all kinds of scenes... if you don’t want to, that’s fine."

 

Lisa’s outrage had faded. It was more the surprise that had made her react that she had. She actually thought it sounded sort of exciting, but felt like she had to set some boundaries. She said, "Of course I mind. Vanessa, honey, that’s going a little too far. Let’s just get this over with."

 

Vanessa winced. She had made a mistake, and shouldn’t have asked Lisa this. She just nodded and positioned herself on all fours on the couch, and Jack positioned himself behind her. Lisa started shooting his cock while he rubbed it up and down his mom’s lips for a bit and finally entered her. He grabbed her by the hips and started pounding away immediately. Jack put his left hand on the top of her crack and started massaging Vanessa’s asshole. He reached around and grabbed his mom’s tits, twisting her nipples. Lisa moved the camera over to her tits and face. Vanessa’s hair fell over the right side of her face and Lisa combed it back over her ear to get a nice shot of her ecstatic face. Lisa knew her well enough to know that she wasn’t acting. She couldn’t let her sister eat her out but she was willing to help her sister show the pornographers that she was into girls. She put her middle finger over Vanessa’s lips and put it inside of her mouth. She started sucking on it barely keeping her mouth closed from the pounding she was receiving on her ass. Lisa saw her sister’s eyes were still on her pussy but she held out. She looked over at Jack, and to her surprise saw him staring at her tits while he was groping his mom’s. Her full C’s were very round and shapely.

 

Lisa hadn’t been unaffected by all that she had seen and done this afternoon, and doing things with Jack was different than doing things with her sister. She wanted to have him play with them the way that he was playing with his mom’s breasts, but wasn’t sure how Vanessa would react to it. Vanessa took Lisa’s finger out of her mouth to get some air into her lungs because she was out of breath. She looked back at Jack and combed her hair out of her eyes to see him staring at his aunt’s tits. She didn’t like the look of that but decided not to say anything. Instead, she looked over at her sister and saw her looking at Jack. She knew that look on her face.

 

"Lisa!!!! What are you looking at?"

 

Lisa was embarrassed. "I don’t know. I think your boy wants to see my breasts. I already let him feel me up earlier – to help you! - but he’s been looking at them a lot."

 

Jack stopped fucking his mom because he was sensing she was angry. Vanessa thought it weird that he was looking at his aunt in a sexual way, but then again his rock hard dick was pulsating inside of her warm pussy. She turned around and looked at Jack.

 

"Do you wanna see your aunt’s breasts honey?"

 

Jack just kept his hands on her hips, "Sure, if you don’t have a problem with it." He spoke carefully, not knowing how his mother would react.

 

Vanessa thought about it for a second. She really wanted to prove to Mr. Ross she could eat some pussy and the only way was to eat her sister’s on camera right now. She looked at her sister.

 

"Do you want him to see them?" she asked.

 

Lisa just nodded trying to look as innocent as she possibly could.

 

"Ok, here’s the deal. I’ll let you show them to him but you have to let me eat you out," Vanessa said.

 

Lisa knew that she needed to have an orgasm, and that her sister’s warm mouth would feel great on her wet pussy. Her reservations were crumbling. She decided to make another proposition.

 

"Ok, I’ll let you eat me if you let me kiss Jack...full on the lips," Lisa said. She knew that if Jack was close enough to kiss her on the lips that he’d also feel her up.

 

"Only if you kiss me too," Vanessa answered.

 

Lisa smiled and nodded. She stepped back and put the camera down, then pulled her sundress up. Like her sister, she wasn’t wearing a bra. She first went over to Jack and closed in on his mouth. Just before she proceeded she caressed the back of his head.

 

"You sure you ok with this sweetie?" she asked.

 

Jack couldn’t wait to kiss his hot aunt, "I’m fine with it."

 

He could feel her breath on his wet lips. Meanwhile, his cock hadn’t lost its hardness and was still pulsating inside of his mom. Vanessa was getting impatient because she almost came earlier.

 

"Will you two hurry up?" she said.

 

Lisa planted her lips on Jack’s and they were soon kissing. The sound of their tongues clicking against one another was getting Vanessa very excited. She couldn’t wait to kiss her sister. Vanessa turned around to watch. Lisa was a very smooth and passionate kisser. Her pussy was getting wetter by the second. None of them seemed to realize that the camera was temporarily off. Jack groped his aunt’s breasts while he slobbered all over her. Lisa broke the long kiss and kneeled next to the couch by her sister’s face. She planted her lips on Vanessa’s and they started making out. Vanessa managed to get her arm free and feel Lisa’s ass. Jack wasted no time and gently started to fuck his mom again, making sure not to ruin the kiss. Their lips separated and Lisa slipped her panties off and sat down on the arm of the couch in front of her sister, legs spread wide. Vanessa was now being pounded faster and she had to concentrate on her sister’s pussy.

 

Lisa grabbed the camera again and started taping her sister’s mouth which was now on her mound. Vanessa worked her tongue all up and down the length of her slit. Once she found her clit, Lisa was in heaven. She was now being eaten out by her sister whose pussy was being invaded doggy style by her nephew and she was taping it all. Vanessa enjoyed the taste of her sister’s juice which was now dripping down to her asshole... and every few seconds she went down to give her butthole a lick to make sure none of it escaped. She was gulping it down, and pretty soon it was all way too exciting for her.

 

She exploded in an orgasm which showered her son’s cock with her juices. She took her lips off her sister’s cunt and yelled "Oh God, I’m cumming… JACK SWEETIE DON’T STOP NOW!!" She inserted two of her fingers in Lisa’s hole and started stretching her pussy out as she came. This set off Lisa, who moaned and barely kept the camera steady on Jack as he continued. Jack intensified his fucking to the maximum level. He was destroying his mom’s ass and could soon feel his orgasm approaching. "Mom, I’m about to come," he panted.

 

As soon as Vanessa heard this she pushed herself forward and off his dick, and onto her sister to plant another kiss on her lips, their breasts mashing together. Lisa didn’t know where to put the camera, but to be honest, it wasn’t something she was really thinking about right then. Vanessa could soon feel drops of wetness hitting her back and Lisa felt some land on her inner thighs. Vanessa felt some land on her asshole and pussy lips. He came a lot more than she thought was possible after all it took to get him hard. The buzz soon left her head and she was suddenly overcome with guilt. She asked herself, "What have I done?"

 

To Be Continued....

Simple day of Summer - part 2

Sieben on Incest Stories

For the rest of the day, Mike´s mind wandered between the world of dreams and reality. It was like he was expecting to just wake up from all of that. However, small signs kept saying that everything had happened. The constant nervous look on his mother and the arousal he had when he looked at her were examples of those signs.

 

He had fucked his mother! And it hadn´t been “an accident”. They knew who they were fucking, they were even interrupted by Mike´s father and they weren´t drunk, ma

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ybe they of arousal, but not from alchool. Mike didn´t even pay attention to his sexy aunt, moving around in the house teasing every men in the room.

 

His mother didn´t looked at him and he thought that she avoinding him. Fear struk him: what if she regretted what she did? He didn´t and was just processing the information of what happened, but only then did he trully realised the problems that were arriving.

 

When the night settled and after they had dinner, all the familly was in the living room chatting. Aunt Daphne was the one who drank the most and, with Uncle Barry, led the party. Everybody was laughting. Well...everybody but Mike and his mother. There was only one time Mike´s thought were pushed back and that was when his Aunt bent for some reason and he just couldn´t resist looking at her ass. His Aunt caught his look and gave a little and sensual smile. Mike continued to drink not caring if he had already blood in his alcohol.

 

As the hours drifetted, one by one the guest left. For the first time after a familly dinner Jules didn´t cleaned the house and went straight to her room. Mike offered himself to clean it and so his father went to sleep. Mike headed to the kitchen and his heart almost died. He didn´t realised that his Aunt was still in the house and seeing her with her back to him was scare enought.´

 

- Aunt Daphne what are you doing here?

 

She turned around with that sensual smile.

 

- Oh, I asked Jules if I could sleep here tonight and she agreed. Tell me... where are forks?

 

Mike gave a few steps forward so he could point to a drawer right behind her. She oppened it bending a little, immediatly push her ass against the fabric of her skirt. Mike was simply mesmerised. Unwinlingly he stepped forward.

 

- You know, you could do better than just look.

 

Mike realised that his Aunt was looking at him and felt his face burn with shame. But then his Aunt´s words started to reform in his mind. Daphne aproached him stoping just a few milimiters from him.

 

- I know you have been dreaming about this ass for a long time. – She whispered. Her hand grabbed his cock trought his pants. – So here his your chance...

 

She turned around and brushed her ass against his cock. Without thinking, Mike grabed her hips and pushed her into the kitchen balcony. He drop his pants and took his cock out, already at it´s full 8 inch. He lifted his Aunt´s skirt and massaged her ass. It was so soft and firm. He kissed her neck from behind and was glad to know that she was already breathing hard. He parted her legs a little bit and, without warning, shoved his cock into her tight, even when wet, pussy. She gave a deep moan and then Mike began to start to fuck his Aunt. His rythm was getting fast and hard quicly.

 

- Yes baby, fuck me hard. I know you like that ass.

 

Mike didn´t need any encouragment and, blame it on the alcohol or the arousal, he took his cock out of her pussy and pointed it into her ass hole. His Aunt was about to say something but Mike shove his cock´s head into her ass. She let out a contained scream.

 

- Mike, baby... – She was about to ask him to get his cock out until she realised the pleasure of having his cock inside her ass. – go easy first.

 

Mike was a little sober and went inch by inch, with his Aunt groaning. Her ass was even tighter than her pussy, but his cock was weel lubrificated with his pre-cum and hers. Finally his had entered fully in her ass. The fealing was exquisit and he began to pump it.

 

Aunt Daphne bent down on the balcony trying to hold on to something. The pleasure was taking control over her and, like her sister, she started to scream in extasy. They were lucky that the kitchen was downstairs and Mike´s father room was upstairs and with the door closed.

 

- Yes Mike! Fuck me! Fuck meee!!

 

Mike was grunting and trusting with all his strenght left.

- I am cuming baby, dont dare to stop. – And then with a last scream the started to cum, her ass tightning in such a way that Mike couldn´t move his cock. When the first orgasm subsided he started to thrust again nearing his orgasm.

 

- I am cuming Aunt. - He managed to say. With that she took his cock out of her ass got on her knees and shoved his cock into her mouth, sucking and licking with such ferocity that Mike, with that sensual image, couldn´t hold and cumed in her mouth. His Aunt drinked every drop and cleaned his cock and when it was over, she sitted in a chair breathing hard.

 

- Mike...come here and lick your Aunt.

 

Submisive, Mike neared his Aunt and got on his knees. Jules spread her legs wide, putting one in her nephew´s shoulder. Mike then began to play with her clit and licking her pussy lips; he fingered her and fucked her with his tongue. With the combination of all of this he sent his Aunt over the edge again and, as she grabed his hair and wraped her legs around his head, she cumed in his mouth.

 

 

My sexual introduction...

sidpwnt on Incest Stories

!!This may or may-not be true.  If it is true, the names aren't!!

 

It was a Friday night, and my only-just teenage step-sister Elen had been given the great joy of babysitting my nearly-teenage self.

You see, my step-dad had recieved tickets to a concert from my mother for that evening, and left her "in charge" of me.

Later on that night, she, being British and far more liberal than my American up-bringing, had started to ask me about girls, and about sex.  None of which I knew about.

She eventually asked me about wanking, and if I had ever tried it.  To that I replied, "I don't know, what's wanking?" and she took great joy in taunting me and running around the room calling me a "wanker wa
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nter", with me following her insisting I wasn't.

To try and win this fight, she proceeded to the kitchen and produced some ice cubes from her hand and threw one or two at me, and then shoved one down my back, and another down my trousers, into my boxers.

She then asked me if I liked that, and I said "No, you're being horrible!"

Then she asked if she should help me find the ice cube down my trousers, and I replied that I wouldn't be needing any help.

While I was fummbling around trying to get the ice cube with both hands down my trousers, she pulled my trousers, and boxers down reveling my penis.  At the time it was soft, but the confusion, and the mixed excitement and fear drove it to a respectable pre-pubescent hard-on.

Then she asked if she could touch it, if that would be ok by me.  Before I could answer, she had her hand rapped around my penis, and was begining to kneel down.

As her knees hit the floor, she lunged her mouth forward, and I quite happily let her, as this was quite a nice feeling, and my brain was having problems working out the situation.  Her lips surrounded my second head, and her warm soft moist tounge began to eplore the foreign object in her mouth.

Slowly she began to take more of my boyhood into her warm mouth, and I found this extremely pleasurable, and couldn't stand still.

She suggested that I should remove my trousers completely and lye on the floor, so we moved into the living room portion of the open plan room, and I lied down on the carpet, as she stood above my rock hard cock, and slowly reaquainted it with her mouth.

I lied there in silence as her moist orifice slowly bobbed up and down, as she licked my head.  Every now and again, she would take my rod from her mouth and lick up the sides of my shaft, then reintroducing my head to the pleasure that was her tounge.

Before long I began shaking, and without realising it, I had my first orgasm.  Of course I didn't ejaculate as I was too young, but my legs clenched, shook and the warm feeling washed through my body, all the while she kept sucking, licking and bobing.  Eventually my cock went soft again, and she asked me if I enjoyed myself.  With a smile on my face, I said "Yes!".

Then she made me put my trousers back on, and we watched tele until we fell asleep on the couch, as if nothing had happened.

In the morning, whilst my parents were now around, Elen asked if she would be "babysitting" anymore on this vist.  My Mom asked if she wouldn't mind, and she replied "Well, last night wasn't any problem, I don't mind doing it again for you."  My mother was severly pleased, as this meant she could catch up with some work, and would also be able to save some money over these two weeks of the summer holiday.

So me and Elen were left on our own quite a few times through out that summer visit of hers, and if you want more details, you'll just have to wait.

When I was raped

bree07 on Forced Stories

Every weekend my friends and I go out to party, especially on Fridays. We love to get drunk and have fun. We live in a small Southern town so I guess there's not much else to do, but I love to have fun and will admit that I like to fool around, but I had never done the big one. I guess you could call me somewhat “popular” at school, I don’t do anything special, I run track, but I don’t play volleyball or cheer. The boys just flock to me and I enjoy the attention, there is drama with other girls, but since I haven’t ever really done anything I have my own little “clique” of girls who I can trust and who I am almost always with.
I'm 17, with dirty blonde hair, green eyes, about 5'5, with 34DD boobs, slender, and with a tan. I like to run t
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o keep my body toned and slender and I have a natural tan from the southern heat and the sun. I enjoy dressing to "impress" and to show the great body that I've worked so hard for.
This Friday, my friends and I, or basically the entire high school headed out to a party deep out in the country. I can't remember where it was but it was very far and by a lake. It was hot and humid just like any other night. I wore a denim mini skirt which was probably about 7-8 inches above my knee, a white blouse which I unbuttoned at the top and an old pair of flip flops to top it off. Yes it was a very revealing outfit, but as I stated earlier I enjoyed showing off my hard work, plus the heat is a killer.
So anyways when we got there everybody was having a good time and the party turned out to be pretty big. Well, everyone else wanted to go spend the night at the lake because there’s a fairly large cabin by it that is owned by my friend Mary’s rich grandfather. I couldn’t though because I had work the next day and I knew that I’d never make it back in time.
Fortunately, there were these two guys that kept hitting on me at the party and saying stupid things like calling me “pretty” and “beautiful” and a “Southern Belle”. It was flattering but I knew that these guys were drunk. Their intentions were obvious but I just smiled and giggled and played along. I knew the game.
Of course, this helped because when presented with the fact that I needed a ride they were more than willing to give me a ride back into town and said it would be free.
“No strings attached” one of the guys said.
This was good because it seemed they were the only people who were NOT going to stay at the lake. I’ll admit that I was a bit hesitant and all but I needed to get home that night. They seemed like nice guys, albeit drunk, but I trusted them… BIG mistake.
So we walked to his car, an old beat up wagon type of thing that was parked under a tree. Much to my dismay the guys kept hitting on me. They told me that they were from out of town and that they went to college in a nearby city and had come because of the promise of free beer and “entertainment”. I smirked at this but just laughed along with the two drunken guys.
The driver’s name was Carl. He was a chunky, dark, short haired shorter fellow, maybe about 5’8, who I had learned love to joke around and cuss and drink. I could have sworn he was drinking and driving. The other guy was a short skinny homely looking guy with longer hair and pale skin named Rob… I think, I can’t remember for sure. Apparently they were roommates as well back at their college and were in between jobs and were in a band, although they hardly knew anything about music. Of course, they kept hitting on me and their intentions were obvious; but neither were anywhere near attractive and I wasn’t about to give it up… Plus, neither of them looked harmless and so I assumed they were trustworthy, but then I couldn’t tell as I was a bit drunk myself.
During the trip back, the guys kept telling me to “flash” them or give them “blow jobs” to pay them back for the trip. I just giggled and smiled at them as I worked my game. The trip could not have lasted longer as it was dark and my head was killing me. I tried to fall asleep but I worried they wouldn’t know the way back and Carl kept edging me to take some sips of his drink, because “I’d like it”, which I did.

All of a sudden he pulled the car to a closed down restaurant, I can’t remember the name… It was about 2 am, so I’m guessing that it was closed for the night anyways. It was on a part of a town that I had never seen before, I wasn’t even sure where we were, but then again, it was so dark that I could have been mistaken.
“Get on your knees and suck my cock bitch” shouted Carl.
“hmmphh…” I retorted with a smirk, I thought he was just kidding.
Carl had an angry look on his eyes, one that I hadn’t seen from the joking, jolly guy from the party.
“No blow job, no ride…” he said with a devilish smile on his face as he looked at me and checked out my body, “God those lips look sweet… If you don’t at least show me those kittens give me some head.”
I giggled and tried to give him a sincere smile, but I could tell that he was serious. My head was beginning to hurt and feel dizzy at the same time from all the drinks from the party and the car ride, it was a nauseating feeling.
“Go on sweetie” I heard a voice from the backseat, “we’ll take good care of you…” It was Rob, I turned and saw a smile on his face as he stared at me and licked his lips.
“Well…,” I stared out the window, there was no one outside and pretty much the only light I could see was the flicker of a light on a lamp post about two blocks away, it was eerie, “…FINE. If you will get keep driving and get me home..”
“Oh, I promise babe, I do, just don’t use your teeth.” Carl said grinning.
He pulled his seat back so I could get under the wheel, and since I was so petite, I could. I tried my best not to let Rob get a glimpse of my ass as I climbed over my seat to the driver’s side because my skirt was so low but he did, and he firmly gave me a spank. Carl unzipped his pants to reveal a small fat cock which was hidden within a very large layer of pubic hair, it must have been only about four inches but it was disgusting as well with all the dark pubic hair.
I kneeled over and smiled, a somewhat scared smile, but I tried to get on Carl’s good side. He grabbed my head and nudged me forward. I began to suck his cock. It was disgusting with all the pubic hair and it smelled like he hadn’t showered in weeks. He told me to deep throat, which I did, but apparently it wasn’t good enough as he grabbed my head and shoved me in even more. I almost choked as he pulled my head up…
“Wonderful, now continue” he chimed.
So I continued to give him a blow job in front of a closed down diner. I looked up and saw that he was having the time of his life… tears began to roll down my eyes in fear and humiliation, I felt that this was just the beginning.
About ten minutes later, he cummed in my mouth and his hot cum rolled down my lips as he told me to lick it off.
“You’ve got to try this,” laughed Carl to his friend, “this bitch is so hot and she gives such good head, I just want to cum all over her pretty little face, all into her pretty green eyes and make her lick it all off.”
After I had licked all the cum up, I tried to get up, but I couldn’t, Carl held me down and urged his friend to come over. I tried to push him off and said no, and even though he wasn’t a particularly big guy, he could still overpower me as he kept me down and locked the doors.
I had to give his friend head as well, I think he particularly enjoyed it being as he probably never had any before. He had a much larger dick than Carl and lasted maybe twice as long as Carl before he abruptly pulled out and cummed all over my face and blouse. He told me to slurp it all up which I did, and as I got up he knocked me down on my back onto the seat. He looked down at me menacingly and reached to tear off my blouse.
“NO! Not here!” said Carl.
As horrible as it was to give two freaks a couple of blow jobs in front of a diner, I was glad that it was over even if I would have nasty cum stains on my white blouse.
“So you guys are gonna take me home now right” I brushed aside my hair and asked Carl.
“yes…”

We drove off and into the night as the two friends slapped hands. Carl joked around and said that he hadn’t seen my boobs yet. And as we turned a corner I was hit on the head and knocked out.



I awoke in an empty room , I couldn’t see anything or say anything. And I could tell that there was a gag in my mouth. My hands felt tied up by some strong cloth that I could probably cut off if I had something sharp…
“Why didn’t you let me fuck her” I heard a nasally voice complain, “I’m down to fuck a slut when she’s asleep…”
“Well you felt her up real nice,” said a huskier voice.
“Yeah, that’s true… haha,” I heard the other voice again, “that bitch is REAL nice”.

My blindfold was pulled off and I saw that I was in what appeared to be in an empty basement, save for a table, maybe a desk, in the near corner, and I was sprawled to the floor and my right ankle was chained to a wall nearby. My clothes were still on but I could barely move and I could not make any noise.
“We’re gonna fuck you slut” said Carl, “and you’re not going to enjoy it.”
The two friends lunged at and grabbed me, knocking me on my back. The skinnier one ripped my blouse off to expose my 34DD tits and bit into them. I shrieked with pain, but it was muffled by the gag in my mouth.
“Scream all you want bitch we waited for you to wake up to enjoy this”
He bit into and tore at my left breast causing bite marks and began to suck on them as I lay helplessly on my back, while his friend pulled out his dick and shoved it in my face and my hair.
“No one can hear you baby,” Carl said, “you can scream and shout all you want but we’re going to rape you over and over and over again.”
He ripped off my gag and I screamed, which was met by a slap. I screamed again, another slap. I realized that I had better obey if I wanted to keep my face from getting beat up. He squatted over me menacingly and shoved his cock into my mouth and I began to give him a blow job, hoping that this would end. All the while, his friend sucked and bit into my breasts. It hurt and my boobs felt bruised and were red.
The next thing, Carl picked me up on all fours as I continued to give him head. Rob came from behind and felt up my perfect young tan ass underneath my small denim skirt. He smelled and licked it and then tore it off as well. He spanked my ass and I would have screamed if I had not had a cock in my mouth and he started to give me anal. I screamed as his cock was large, maybe ten inches and it hurt. I accidently bit Carl’s cock and he slapped me as I fell face first on the floor while his friend continued to pound me from behind.
Carl picked me up and stared at me and shoved my face into his pubic hair and made me continue to give him head. They slapped hands and laughed as I gave head and was pounded in the ass at the same time. When Carl was done, he cummed in my face and into my eyes and on the floor and made me lick it all off, when this happened Rob started to thrust faster and faster. He squeezed my lower back and grabbed my ass, leaving marks as he pumped harder and harder. I started to scream.
“No one will hear you sweetie” laughed Rob as I screamed.
By this time, after I had licked off all the cum, Rob pulled out, turned me around, and cummed all over my face and into my hair and made me lick it all up.
As soon as I had finished, Carl jumped on top of me and I was on my back again. He smiled down at me as he went to work on my breasts, feeling them, and licking them and biting them. I lay helpless, it hurt, but with my energy sapped and the fact that there were two of them, I could barely move and just tried to hide the pain. A tear ran down my cheek. He began to titty fuck me as he pushed his cock in and out between my breasts, shoving them up and down and squeezing them. By this time, my DD breasts were red and bleeding a bit at the nipple. He cummed onto my breasts and made me lick off all the cum, thankfully it didn’t take much energy from me as I could just lift them and lick off all the sticky cum.
They stared down at my clit, “Man that looks tight”, said Rob, “I bet she’s a virgin…”
“Hmph… yea right,” answered Carl, “a fine piece of meat like her in a little hick town like that, there’s no way she’s a virgin.”
“I don’t know.”

Rob got on top of me, his sweat dripping onto me and his disgusting hair on my face as I turned away from him, “So… what is it?”
“What’s what?”
He slapped me… HARD. “Don’t play idiot with me you stupid cunt! You know what!”
He leaned in and licked my face. I started to cry a little.
He saw this and saw the scared look on my face. “Yes!!! This bitch is a virgin, she’s gonna be so tight!” yelled Rob, “I want her”
“No, I want her.” Argued Carl.
The two of them argued over who would take my virginity from me as I cried, knowing that I couldn’t do anything about it.
The next thing I knew, Rob was on top of me as he lifted me up from my legs and shoved his huge ten inch cock into my pussy. It hurt and I screamed and shrieked.
“FFUUUCCCKKKK!!!” I screamed as he began to enter my virgin pussy and blood started gushing out. I tried to push him off, but I couldn’t as Carl came and held me down on my back, smiling still. He began to squeeze my boobs even more which led me to scream louder and louder.
Rob continued to thrust in and out into my vagina as he tore it and stretched it out, he laughed while doing this. It hurt as each time his cock would enter me it would go deeper and deeper…. Eventually the pain went away and I began to cry some more. They slapped hands while this happened and Carl and Rob picked me up and threw me onto the table on my back. The pain of being flown onto this hurt and I was surprised that the chain on my ankle would be long enough to pull me there. Rob continued his assault on my pussy while Carl began to caress and once again suck on my big breasts. He continued to pound me harder and harder moving forward and back with each thrust. I tried to push him off but he just slapped me and squeezed my boobs even harder, causing me to scream in pain. While doing this, Rob finally pulled out and walked over to me, pulled my lips open and stuffed his cock into my mouth and cummed, holding my head to make sure that I would swallow it all. I almost gagged but found it easier to just suck it all in.
“Good girl.”
Next was Carl’s turn as he began on my pussy, the bleeding had stopped by now but I could barely feel it as his friend had been much larger than him. He held me down by my boobs as he squeezed them and pushed me down with them. It didn’t matter by then, I was too tired to fight back. He continued to fuck me like this for awhile, constantly sucking and squeezing my boobs. He continued to thrust me back and forth, pushing my body up and down the desk, all the while his friend laughed. My whole body by now ached in pain and I couldn’t feel anything. I was covered in hot sweat, cum, and spit… The next thing I knew I blacked out.

Great Summer with my Sister

Mick1113 on Incest Stories

 Growing up in rural Montana, with the closest neighbors being 11 miles away can be rough on a young boy. Luckily I had a twin sister who was a bit of a tomboy, and always up for a fishing trip or campout. Sis loves fishing to this day, takes her family camping and is still as much of a tomboy as ever. Don’t get me wrong, Sis was and is to this day a looker, and did enjoy some girl activities such as cheerleading, barrel racing and baking contests, which were fairly common in our area. We were close, and I was very protective of her, punching more than one boy in the nose for teasing her.

 

  

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 As we were growing up, our mother left Papa and moved to Utah, taking my sister with her at the age of 14. Sis would come and stay with us every summer for two months, and we always had a blast. She never wanted to go back home, her step dad was VERY religious and didn’t allow her much freedom.

 

 One of our favorite activities as children was wrestling, but as we got older I would have to take it easy one her, as she was a small girl. These wrestling matches were innocent, but when Sis came for summer the year we turned 18, some things had begun to change. My tomboy sister had developed a young ladies body, and still wore her cut off jeans and tank tops, as she did in previous years. We were 18, I was 18 and there just weren’t any girls around our ranch during those summer months. I always felt guilty, but I couldn’t help sneaking a peak at her ass as she walked away from me, or her small boobs when she bent down for whatever reason. Yes I know, it’s my sister, but I was a horny 18 year old boy, and just couldn’t help myself.

 I did my best to not think of my twin sister in sexual ways, but she had a daily habit of lying in the sun, wearing nothing but a string bikini. It was hell sometimes.

Around the end of her first month with us that summer, Sis jumped on my back as I was walking to the barn, just like she had always done in years past to get one of those wrestling matches started. We rolled and grabbed for a few minutes on the ground, and I told her I needed to finish my work before Papa got home, so it ended, with me walking off to the barn...with a hard on. I had to relieve myself, feeling those tanned legs wrapping around me and those firm breasts pressed against my back had excited me more than I could imagine. As soon as I made it to the barn, I shut the doors and began jerking my rock hard cock. I felt so bad, but I couldn’t help peaking through a window while stroked myself, watching Sis prepare herself to work on her sun tan. I came quickly, put my dick away, and went about my business for the rest of the day, all the while feeling so guilty.

 

 The days went by with me trying to keep my mind busy, and making an effort to keep my eyes of my sister’s body. It was an abnormally hot summer for Montana, so we went swimming a lot, which was just brutal on me. The damn girl loved to play and splash and wrestle, making it difficult to keep my shameful secret hidden. One morning in August, Sis decided we should go for a fishing trip along the river. She asked Papa if he could get out the tent for us, we would spend the night on the river, and come home the next afternoon. I didn’t want to go, but Sis insisted. It would be fun, and besides we did it every year.

 

 I saddled two horses, packed some camping gear, and we headed out to our favorite fishing spot, about 15 miles down the river. The ride was nice, we talked about the good old days, and how she hated to go back home, but our senior year was coming, and she would move back after graduation.

 

 We arrived at our camping spot, unpacked, and I set up camp. Sis had wandered down the river a bit, and went for a swim. When the tent was up, I grabbed our fishing poles and headed her way. As I approached, I saw my sister lying in the sun along a downed log. Those thoughts came racing back into my mind, and to be honest the image is still with me today. I stood and looked at her, wet and tanned, firm and beautiful. I knew it was wrong but couldn’t help myself. After a minute or more, I walked to the river, pretending not to notice her, and cast my line in the water. Sis grabbed the other pole and joined me.

 

 We didn’t catch a thing that day, but had a good time, joking and laughing, trading insults and throwing mud at each other. Evening came and we made a nice fire, She cooked ham and beans, and we talked ‘til way past dark.

 Sis was sleepy, so it was time to turn in. We went onto the tent, laid down, and began talking some more. The night was still and quiet, and I hoped to keep my mind off my sister’s body, but she always slept in shorts and a T shirt, and my eyes had roamed a couple of times. Sis asked why I didn’t have a girlfriend, and I asked why she didn’t have a boyfriend. Her step dad wouldn’t allow her to date, she told me, and I told her that the girls in school didn’t want a boyfriend that lived so far away. “Well”, she said, “I know you like girls, because you got a boner the last time we wrestled.” I was in shock, and insisted she was wrong, but all she did was giggle and tell me it was ok, and perfectly natural. I was embarrassed and ashamed, and looked straight up at the top of the tent, trying not to admit to anything so perverse.

 

 What seemed like an hour passed, which in reality was more like one minute, before Sis said anything else. I felt like dying when she blurted out something about how she felt my hard cock against her hip, and how feeling it made her wonder what it looked like. I couldn’t believe she said it, and lay completely still hoping I wouldn’t get stiff right at that moment. Sis was giggling, sometime outright laughing, and told me she had never seen one. I didn’t know what to do, I was frozen there on my back in the tent, and I could feel my cock getting hard, and hoped she wouldn’t notice. Five minutes must have passed without a word, and then came a soft, “Can I see it?” I instantly yelled “NO, you’re my sister!” Sis laughed again, and told me it didn’t matter, because she knew I had been watching her while she tanned, and watching never hurt anything.

 My mind was twisting like a tornado, back and forth between guilt and desire. I barely got the words out, but asked her if she really wanted to look at her own brother’s dick. Sis giggled again, and told me she wouldn’t even think of it that way, she just wanted to see one. I can’t to this day figure out how I got the nerve, but I pulled down my sweats and out popped my red, swollen cock. More laughter, and then a loud, but fun, “Why is it hard?!?” What could I say, she already knew I had been looking at her, and gotten stiff during the wrestling. I just laid there with my dick out, looking at the top of the tent, thinking this was wrong, but loving every minute of it.

 

 “Do you get hard like that when you watch me tanning?” Sis asked. I didn’t answer. She told me it was ok, and nothing to be ashamed of, but I was ashamed, and knew this was wrong. Finally my sister told me I could put it away, and not to feel bad since she’d made me do it. She blew out the lantern and rolled over on her side to sleep.

 

 After at least two hours, I began to drift off to sleep. I was woken quickly, when I felt my sister’s hand bump against my leg. I lay still, pretending to be asleep, as Sis rolled her body facing me and moving her hand to my stomach. I was pretending sleep, and she was too, but we both knew. One more sudden movement and my sister was half on top of me, with the palm of her hand resting on my rock hard dick. My breathing became faster and I felt her tit on my chest with every breath. I didn’t want to, but my body was on it’s own now, and I made a slight thrust up against her hand. Sis squeezed my cock for one split second and released, and I let out a quiet moan. Still pretending to be asleep, Sis threw her leg over mine and now I could feel how warm her crotch was. I began slowly running my fingers down her back and before I knew it my middle finger was caressing her ass crack. Sis moaned softly, and squeezed my cock again, this time for a good 5 seconds. I knew this was wrong and nobody would understand, but it felt so good.

 

 I felt my sister’s hand go under my sweats, grab my dick. It felt like nothing I’d ever experienced before. It felt good, and I wanted more. I took my hand from her ass and slowly moved it down the front of her shorts. I felt my fingers brush across her pussy, and listened to her breath heavy and make the sweetest little moaning sounds. I rubbed her warm twat and felt my finger slip inside her. Sis was stroking my cock and kissing my chest and I was fingering her pussy. I couldn’t believe what I was doing. Her kisses moved down my chest, across my stomach, and I felt her take my dick in her mouth. It felt so wonderful. Warm and wet, and with what I can only describe as tender. My penis was in my sister’s mouth, and I liked it.  She’d never sucked a dick before, and I’d never had a blow job, so I didn’t notice her inexperience. I just knew it was an incredible feeling.

 

 I knew I was about to cum, and pulled Sis’ head away as I released a load, she jerked my dick hard and fast, all the time moaning softly. I was breathing so hard I thought I was going to have a heart attack, and the thoughts of guilt came rushing back. I felt horrible, but still excited. We laid there for a long moment before I turned her on her back and positioned myself on top of her. I pulled her shirt up and over her head, throwing it to the side, and dropped my face to her chest. I began licking and sucking those small, firm tits of hers that I’d caught glimpses of while she tanned, and then made my way down her tummy. I had no idea what I was doing, but I pulled her shorts off and started licking her pussy, darting my tongue up and down, back and forth, listening to her moans. She tasted better than anything I’d ever tasted before.

 

 I licked and sucked and fingered my sister’s sweet little pussy for a good 20 minutes. I’d even tasted her asshole, and loved every second of it. Sis used both hands, pulling me up her body on top of her, and finally taking my cock in her hand, which was now hard again. She pulled my dick to move me closer, and I felt it slide inside per wet pussy. I was so excited. I moved in and out of her slowly at first, but I was in a frenzy now, and began thrusting in and out, up and down, as hard and fast as I could. We were both grunting and making sounds we’d never heard each other make before. I knew I couldn’t cum in my own sister, so I pulled my dick out of her and jerked off over her belly. I must have covered her with a quart of cum.

 

 I rolled off her and we both laid on our backs. We hadn’t spoken a single word through all of it, and had no intention of it now. She moved next to me and we fell asleep wrapped in each others arms.

 

 The morning was a bit awkward, as you can imagine, but after a few hillbilly jokes on her part, we began to lighten up. It was a long ride home, and half way, in a thicket of woods in broad daylight, I leaned against a tree and watched my sister suck my dick and swallow my cum.

 

 We never fucked again, and never spoke a word of that night, but on occasion my smart ass sister will send me a letter, ending with “Wanna wrestle?”

 

And tell I never did.

agaffka on Forced Stories

It was a damp, foggy September night, unseasonably cold and thoroughly miserable. I didn't even feel like leaving the warm, cozy haven of the apartment, but I knew I would, and I did. It was too important. I wouldn't miss it for the world.

My sister was with me on the bus, of course. As she never failed to point out, if it hadn't been for her, I would've never gotten the chance I was blessed with. Well, there was a grain of truth in it, but I resented that fact anyway. Even though twins are supposed be really tight and supportive of each other, and all that crap, we never got along. At thirteen, just hitting puberty, we fought more than ever.

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the blessed one. The pretty sister. Slim, blonde, blue-eyed - she had it all. Of course, she was attracted to ballet and found this what-you-may-call-it dancing class bullshit. Nobody was particularly surprised when she turned out to be really gifted in that area. She would come home from her twice-weekly meetings with the group, and she would tell the whole family how wonderfully she did - yet again. All I wanted was to prove to my parents that I could do something, too. Oh, and even more than that I wanted to wipe that self-satisfied smirk off her face.

And finally it happened. I went with her a couple of times, just tagged along 'cause her new friends wanted to meet her twin sister. Needless to say, fraternal twins as we were, I looked nothing like her, so her giggling girlfriends quickly lost intrest in me. Not so their manager.

I had been introduced to him on the first occasion, and he made a very favourable impression on me. He was eloquent, charming, had a sense of humour, and - most importantly - he treated me like a grown-up. He was 49, I was 13, but he made me feel like his peer. Intoxing feeling. I had just started smoking at that time, and he let me smoke in his office while I waited for the girls' rehearsal to end. Two hours is a lot of time to talk. After a few of those meetings I started to come with my sister just to talk to the guy more. He appreciated my intelligence and didn't seem to think I was destined to live in my sister's shadow. He actually talked to me. He was my pal. He was great.

And one day he handed me my dream on a platter.

Namely, he was going to host a weekly radio program. And he wanted my help with it. At thirteen, I was gonna host a radio show! Me, a future journalist (that had been the ultimate dream)! I couldn't believe it.

So here it was. On that cold September night I was going there to discuss my ideas with him - and boy, did I have a lot of ideas! I still remember that feeling of excitement and anticipation, the look of pride in my parents' eyes - and the dark shadow that passed over my sister's face before she regained her composure and congratulated me. That night I felt like the queen of the world. That night I was the queen of the world!

Once we got there, my sister headed straight for the changing rooms, while I climbed the few stairs leading to the manager's office. He was happy to see me. The small room was filled with a fragnant smoke from his pipe, and with music playing quietly in the background. Did I notice any of that? Frankly, no. I just burst inside, brimming with questions and ideas, happy and excited. I lit a smoke, finished it, kept talking. Finally he gave me a pile of print-outs to leaf through. Our programs. He wanted me to approve them, to change them as I wished, to discuss them with him. I sank into a comfy armchair and turned all my attention to the pages before me.

Therefore, I never noticed him locking the door.

I remember looking up and seeing his legs, his bleach stain on one knee of his jeans. He was towering over me, standing right in front of me, close enough for me to smell his perfume mixed with a rancid odour of stale sweat and his pipe smoke. I wrinkled my nose in distaste, thinking that it must be his wool vest that absorbed the sweat. Such a stupid thought, considering that a man was standing right in front of me, way too close to be comfortable. But what did I know? I had kissed a boy before, but it was a small, pathetic attempt that was a total failure. I never got further than that. I didn't think I was in any danger at all, until I heard him say, "You're a very beautiful girl, you know that?"

My mind froze. He pulled me up on my feet, and I offered no resistance. I couldn't think straight. A wave of conflicted emotions and feelings washed over me. What is he doing? What do I do? Do I run? Do I scream? But he didn't do anything, how do I know he's gonna do something? Does he want a kiss? He's old and smelly, but he's doing me a favour, so can I say no? In all my innocence and ignorance I thought all he wanted was a kiss! So I didn't say anything, didn't do anything. He leaned in closer, bushing my hair away from my face, caressing my cheek and neck, sending unknown sensations running down my body to the very tips of my toes. I sighed, not knowing that I did. His hand was stroking my neck, his fingers slipping under the collar of my shirt, tracing the line of my collarbone. I shivered. Nothing like that had ever happened to me before. My mind was still frozen, but no longer with alarm and panic. And then I felt his lips on the corner of my eye, brushing my skin, slowly moving towards my lips. I parted them in anticipation. I wanted that kiss. I was aroused, intoxicated, I closed my eyes and I wanted that kiss. And he kissed me. After a few seconds, I pulled away, looked up at him, and smiled. He smiled back. Suddenly embarassed, I reached for the stack of papers, sinking back into the armchair. I really thought that was it. Unable to look up, I pretended to read the print-outs. I never noticed his big, hairy hand sneaking out to cover my mouth.

"You little teasing bitch," he hissed. "Do you really think you can play me like that, letting me kiss you and then pulling away? I'm gonna have some fun tonight. You might as well enjoy it."

And then I truly froze. I was completely unable to move a muscle, let alone try to escape. My mind was screaming at me to do something, for God's sake, but my body wouldn't listen. The man smirked slightly. Belatedly I thought he had taken my immobility for consent - but before I could act on that thought, I was gagged, and my wrists were tied to the decorative metal grill over the window right behind my chair. With a quick pull, he yanked my pants off me and put my thighs over the arms of the chair, tying my ankles to whatever he could find on either side of it. The spell that held me frozen suddenly broke, and I started to struggle. but by then it was too late. I thrashed in my bindings, but it only seemed to turn him on more. Finally I stopped struggling. I was panting through my gag, glaring silently at him. He laughed.

When he undid the top button of my shirt, a sudden wave of embarrassment washed over me, making me turn my face away in shame. I closed my eyes, feeling his hands on my shirt, hearing the fabric whisper. I was there, spread-eagled, exposed, with my white cotton underwear and plain bra for the whole world - for him - to see. I could feel my face burning. And then he touched me, his hot palms running up and down my sides, over my belly, not touching my breasts, getting me familiar with the feeling of having masculine hands on me. I couldn't help but feel a faint trickle of arousal. My body was betraying me even as my mind was screaming for help, and tears were starting to well up in my eyes as I realized the hopelessnes of my situation. I hated him and I hated myself for that faint trickle of pleasure, I willed it to die down to nothing and it did - but then his hands were cupped over my breasts, not quite touching them, just hovering over them a hair width away, and his fingers delicately slipped under the cups of the bra. He was touching and teasing, and the moment he touched my nipples, I felt a hottness in my pussy, a strange feeling I'd never had before.

I lifted me off the chair just enough to undo the clasp of my bra. My budding breasts were completely bare now, but I didn't care that much anymore, because now all I could concentrate on was his lips on my breast, his breath on my nipple, hot when he breathed out, cold when he breathed in. Cold, hot, cold, hot, it felt amazing, and I was getting lost in this feeling. Then his tounge darted out for a fraction of a second, wetting my nipple, sending ripples of pleasure throughout my body. I arched my back involuntarily. He was getting more insistent, no longer delicate and careful. He sucked on my nipple. I moaned through my gag. His hands were all over my belly, my arms, my hair, and he was nibbling on my nipple, grazing it with his teeth until in hurt, but at the same time it seemed to multiply the pleasure.

It was when his hands moved lower that I was startled into coming back to reality. He was too horny now to be delicate and careful. His hand slipped under my underware, pressing on my clit. My yell of pain was muffled by the gag, and he must have taken in for a moan of pleasure, for he started rubbing my poor virgin nub until it felt raw and bruised. I struggled against my bindings again, but he didn't seem to notice. With a violent push, he shoved his finger up my pussy. Pain laced my insides, and he roughly finger-fucked me, breathing hard, his eyes glazed over, unzipping his pants with his other hand. His dick plopped out, it was the first one I'd ever seen and the realization that he was gonna stick this huge, hairy thing in me made the sheer terror break my skin in goose bumps. It must have been a further turn on for him. He spread my pussy lips wide, looking down at it, pulling at the few pubic hair I had, shoving his finger in and out of me. Then he grabbed the base of his cock and pressed in against my pussy lips, my clit, moaning low as he rubbed the think up and down my pussy. He found my little love hole with his finger and positioned the head of his dick right there. I closed my eyes and braced myself for the pain. I felt his muscles tense for a split second before he started to shove. Tense as I was, it took him a few tries to get the first inch in. I felt my hole being stretched, violated, flaming up in pain - and then he withdrew, and tried to slam it back in. He got in an agonizing half inch with each push, fully withdrawing each time, ramming his cock back in, oblivious to my yelling and sobbing, slaughtering my pussy until I thought this would never end. But end it did, and when he got all of his shaft in, he just rested there for a second. Blood was slowly dripping down my ass crack, pooling under me. For a moment I though it was over.

But then he withdrew completely, and rammed his cock back in, and got out again, and it again, all very slowly, in agonizingly slow motion, picking up the speed bit by bit, and by the time he really got going, I was on the verge of passing out. He fucked me brutally, squeezing my tits, twisting my nipples, there was nothing left of the gentle, careful lover who turned me on a mere half an hour earlier. I was praying for it to stop, and finally I felt the huge cock in my pussy grow even bigger, stretching my walls past their limit, I felt the man shudder, and with a stangled yell he pulled out and sprayed his cum over my breasts and belly, sprinkling my face and glasses, and the stink of it made me retch. As his cock was going limp fast, he used it to smear the cum over as much of my body as he could, eyes half closed and panting.

And then it was over. He cleaned me up, snarled the usual warning about not telling anyone, and just let me go. I stumbled out into the night, sore and devastated, ashamed and embarrassed, full of guilt and hatred, and wanting to die. And as I sat down on a park bench, lit a cigarette and watched the smoke envelop me in the still, foggy air, I knew one thing: I can never tell anyone.

And tell I never did.  

a vamp eric night

Daddy-and-Daughter on Forced Stories

A Vamp Eric Knight

 

 

Prologue

1904

 

 

“Come Lord Alricso, we have such pressing matters at hand to attend to.”

“Do not call me by my forgotten name, must I remind you so.”

“Forgive me Lord Eric, but as I stated, your grand ball awaits…”

 

Guests from far and wide stood pati

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ently by, chattering to one another. Boasting to their conversationalist partners of their journeys and hunts in the far off lands of Africa and Asia, boasting immodestly loud, enough so that the guests around them would hear tale of their great expeditions. Twas a masked ball that the fools attended, to whom the credit of the boasting would belong to nobody would know.

The dancing had not yet started, for the host of this particular ball had not yet descended from the ivory carved stairs that led from the elegant ball room floor to the upper chambers of the famous master Eric. The ball room floor was amazing in it’s self, carved of marble laid in decorative patters, there was most likely none that could match it. The walls of the room were painted much like the Sistine chapel, beautifully hand painted murals of Godly images, of angels and of men. Mirrors were hung along the wall, many, many mirrors. The guests waited, but for no longer then a moment. Heads turned, voices hushed and stopped, all stared at the beautifully elegant man at the head of the stairs. A pause…then he stepped forward, and began his descent.

His skin was a white that was noticeable unnatural, his hair was a black that shone in the light like polished hematite, it was stretched back into a band at the back of his neck, then from that band a braid fell to a bit below his waist. His clothing was magnificent, un-American for sure. He wore black pants, not to lose, yet not to tight, holding them up was a belt of blood red color. And tucked into that belt was an almost skin tight vest, much like a large cloth wrapped around his chest. Sleeveless his arms were like stone, hard and curved. They radiated power and strength. Thick gold bands wrapped around his wrists and biceps. It was most definitely not a modern tux like many if not most of the guests adorned. As he stepped down, one step at a time, in what seemed to be an everlasting descent he gazed around, his face hidden by a porcelain mast, all white, like his shin, it’s ayes were dark, indicating his were as well. It’s lips were black, like lips with a black lipstick. A beautifully crafted mask no doubt, but just as unnerving. Guests couldn’t help but shudder as he landed on the ball room floor. He stood for a moment, then with the grace of a cat he bowed and the ball began.

“how formal this ball is” Eric thought to himself. He had not yet taken a dance partner, nor did he have much taste for the formalness of such a gathering. This ball was an idea of an old friend. And so he searched for a partner. His gaze was much over the heads of many of the guests, his being close to 6’6’’ . his gaze dropped from face to face, till it landed on the masked face of a younger girl, of about 20 or so. His gaze held for a moment, and then almost silently he whispered…

“come to me”

Her head turned to lock on his masked face, and for a moment she hesitated, then stepped away from her small group and towards him.

Like a moth drawn to a flame…..

 

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2007

 

 

 

Long slender but strong hands raked over the clothed breasts of Tina. A woman aric had picked up from the bar in down town new York. Caught up in an animal like lust she grabbed his chiseled face in her soft hands and crushed her lips to his, her tongue searching out his, tasting him.

She couldn’t help herself, she wanted…...no, she needed him, in every worst way. Yet, she feared him, deep down she knew he was different, from every other guy she had been with, she felt his difference, he was dangerous, she knew it. And it drove her desire to new levels. The feeling of being bad, doing wrong, that strong feeling pulsed through her every body part. She was trapped, and she liked it.

He kissed her lips, sweet, sweet lips. Eric had had enough women to know their primal needs, what each wanted, what each needed. He’d had a woman once who’s father had gotten to her long before he had. She was timid and needed calm caresses. He was slow with that one, making her feel safe. He had had a priests daughter, and as such she was raised to believe she was doing wrong, and that fed her desire, to disobey. He had had many in his long life, and Tina was much like so many others, she wanted it rough.

Tasting her lips he forced his tongue into her thought. Hard kisses. He ran his hands up her sides, her shirt shredding beneath his fingers. One hand wrapped around her left breast, the other wrapped around her waist and ran up her spine, up into her hair, a beautiful blonde head of hair she had. Soft to the touch. His fingers mingled with her locks before he griped a fistful and pulled back, she moaned in a pain that only caused her greater pleasure. Her head thrust back, her neck thrust forward., exposed…

His lips crushed into hers, then trailed over her chin and neck. Small tender bites were left in his wake. Her neck turned red under his mouth. Small drops of blood trickled forth, caught by his oh so skilled tongue. His eyes flashed in the dark, like a light going on then off just once. A bright blood red color they flashed. She almost didn’t catch it with her head back and eyes half closed in ecstasy. But she didn’t miss it. His kisses wound their way over to her ear, he sucked her lobe in and bit down, she half screamed. His tongue worked her ear lobe, he knew she loved it. When his mouth finally left her ear he turned his head to the side and spit out her ear ring.

“damn he’s good with that tongue…”

“you’ve no idea lass” he spoke into her ear. She jumped a bit, she could have swore she had only thought that, not remembering saying it aloud she felt that fear grow. His left hand, still on her left breast grabbed a fistful of her shirt and ripped it down the middle, exposing her large firm breasts. His head dropped down to her chest, his teeth biting the strap between her breasts that held her bra on, snapping it in two, .her bra fell away. Her nipples were large and hard as rocks as his lips wrapped around one of them. Sucking with such pressure it almost hurt. She moaned and cried out a little. His tongue danced around her nipple and his teeth sunk in.

“ohhhh…” she couldn’t hold it back, her lips parted and the moan escaped. His hand released her hair and came to her wrist, his other hand followed to her other. With both of her wrists in his control, he forced them above her head, she resisted best she could, but deep down she really wanted it, and he knew it…

His mouth was ravenous over her skin, kissing and biting her all over, her skin turned red and bruised under the force of his mouth. She whimpered in pain, but was surprised by how much it felt good to herself. Her body tensed and shook in her first orgasm.

“Oh God, yes…yes…” her moans became shouts as her body rocked uncontrollably. After a few moments her head fell forward and she went somewhat limp, only held by his holding her wrists. Eric gave her no time to rest. He pulled her from the wall and with grace pronounced with force he spun her around and trapped her hands behind her, with quick movements he had her hands lashed behind her with his belt. tied in place she could no longer move her hands, a total feeling of helplessness washed over her making her cry out in intense pleasure. She had never known anything so good, and he knew it..

“it’s like he reads my mind, my deepest desires and all my wants…is he even human?” Tina thought to herself.

Eric’s mouth paused midkiss and his lips formed a small smile…

Then with little more then that he pushed her forward into the glass window of his penthouse that overlooked much of New York. With her face pushed agenst the glass, she looked out over the building tops and the lights, how high up they really were, it was amazing. Then her eyes slammed shut and her lips parted to let out a deep moan as she felt him lean over her and bite at her neck. Through her skirt she could feel his cock press in between her ass..

“oh my god,” she thought, “it’s like a rock, and it’s huge, there’s no way it will ever fit, it’ll tare me apart…”

Her eyes went wild as she began to struggle and fight his grip. Damn he was strong. Fear rose in her, greater even then her pleasure. He smiled once again. Then with one hand pinning hers to the window, his other dropped to her skirt and pushed it up, over her ass and around her waist.

He ran his hand over her panty clad pussy, feeling ever fold and line through the silk. She was nicely shaven, and he knew it. He loved it.

She fought him a bit harder, fear taking over. His fingers danced over her pussy through her silk panties, and she knew what was coming next, but still didn’t expect it to come so soon. Her fighting stopped and her eyes opened wide when she felt her panties sliding over her soft skin. She couldn’t move, he wouldn’t let her. She wanted to, she wanted to flee, to run and to escape, but she was trapped. The room was so silent, it was unnerving. She was so still that he wasn’t the only one that heard her heart make it’s routine beats. His lips once again curved into a smile, then she felt something she had once longed for yet not dreaded, she felt something blunt press agenst the tender folds of her womanhood, it parted her wet lips and made contact with her entrance. He held himself there for a moment…then two…then three…she knew it was going to happen, she knew it was going to hurt, going to tear her apart, leave scars and ruin her for ever other guy, but she was powerless to stop it. She closed her eyes, and bit her bottom lip, and then she waited.

Moments passed that seemed like centuries then it happened, she felt him press forward. Slowly, she felt the head of his monster push between her swollen lips, opening them up, and then it hit her hole and continues. She bit her lip till it bled, she bit and she bit, till it was to much and then she screamed.

“Oh my God your killing me, I can’t handle it, Stop!!!”

“mmmm…trust me, you’d hate me if I did that lass”

With that he pushed harder, slowly his dick sunk into her, hard inch by hard inch. Red flashed through Tina’s mind and her vision blurred.

“he’s just to big, he can’t fit, it’ll destroy me..”

With that he laughed out loud and continued sliding into her. She screamed again and then finally felt him stop moving. He released one of her hands and she slowly and timidly reached back, under her stomach and between her legs, he pulled back and out of her just enough for her to wrap her hand around his thick shaft. And then she began to sob. Her fingers almost didn’t reach all the way around his cock shaft, it was that thick.

He started pulling out, inch my inch, letting her feel and calculate his length, she chocked and sobbed harder, he must have been at least 14 inches long, she knew he ruined her, what guy would want her after that she thought. She let go of his dick and felt that her hand was slick and very warm, she brought it around to her face and stared, her hand dripped blood. She let her head fall, in shame and in defeat. Then she jerked her head up and screamed as he thrust in again, deeper this time. How could it possibly go deeper she thought.

Back and forth he slowly sank into then retreated from her acing pussy. She was very tight, and very wet, thought half of it being blood. Her screams turned into whimpering faster then she thought, and soon it was starting to feel good, then very good. Her breath started to come to her in sharp ragged gasps, her heart was pounding. The pain was gone, and pleasure washed over her whole body. She through her head back and screamed as he pounded into her soaking wet hole, her juices poured out around his shaft and ran down her leg. Her musky smell lingered in the air, Eric inhaled deeply and with that his eyes flashed that inhuman blood red. He grabbed her waist with an amazingly firm grip and pushed into her again and again, her screams were growing in volume.

“yes…yes…yes…oh my god, I’m Cumming, yessss…”

She screamed into the glass window. Her orgasm rocked her body, she tensed up and then Eric felt a large amount of her cum squirt forth and soak his balls and legs, it dripped onto the floor and became a puddle. She went limp when her orgasm finally went down, then she felt him push in deep and hold it, then she felt him cum.

“oh my god!!!” she screamed. The intense pleasure that shot through her was more then her orgasm could conjure. Rope after rope was spurted deep into her pussy, at least 8 shots hit her, it poured from her cunt like thick water, there was so much, more then any ten men could give her. She opened her eyes and noticed her surroundings were different, they were awkward, they were no longer on the ground…

She started to struggle, but stopped when she realized every move she made would lance intense pleasure though her body, he was still inside her. They were about 20 feet up, and he began to laugh. A beautifully icy laugh. She froze in ununderstanding fear. How could they be in mid-air? It’s not possible? What’s going on?

He continued to laugh as their body’s began to float back to the floor. As their feet touched the floor he released her and she fell forward, off his dick. Cum poured to the ground, she hit the floor and laid there for a moment. Then all was dark.

Tina woke the next morning late, in her own apartment bed. Her stomach and thighs almost as sore as her swollen pussy. That and her bruised and bitten skin were proof enough of last night. It’d take her a while to be able to move without the pain.

 

 

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Ashleys In Double Trouble

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Her parents were out of town. For Ashley that was one of the most important things to happen to her in her 15 years of life. Actually it was the most important thing to happen to her. Her parents Dan and Susan were out of town for two weeks, off in Cancun for an anniversary vacation, and Ashley was staying with her two older brothers: Tom, who was 17, and Mark, who had just turned 18.

There were very few rules while the parents were gone, because Mark, who was in charge, was pretty cool. He was fine with Tom doing whatever he wanted, because Mark and Tom hung out with the same people, and were usually together. Ashley’s only rules were that he wanted her in by 1:00 and she was

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n’t supposed to go to any parties with some specific people.

Ashley had told them she was hanging out with Mandy, one of her best friends, and that had gotten her brothers suspicious. Mandy hung out some guys that Tom and Mark didn’t like. The guys she hung out with were bad news. They were heavy partiers and they had a history of turning girls into heavy partiers too. So, Tom and Mark decided to keep an eye on Ashley. They called up one of their friends who frequented parties and told him to watch for Ashley and if she showed to up keep an eye on her and give them a call.

Ashley did show up at the party, but she didn’t drink. Mandy went off with some guy and Ashley felt kind of awkward. The evening picked up and she was hit on by some guys, but she kept it at flirting. According to the friend who was watching her Ashley was a pretty good girl all night.

While Ashley was at her party, Tom and Mark had a little party of their own. It wasn’t much, they had been out the last few nights and decided to just chill at home with some beers and watch TV. After a while they got bored with sitcoms and starting searching the high channels for a movie. Around channel 497 they found what looked to be a pretty interesting movie. It only to took about 5 minutes to realize it was porn, but they had had a few beers and they watched it anyway. For cable porn it was pretty heavy shit. They sat there watching it making jokes at the bad acting, until one scene started that made Mark sit up a little straighter.

“Hey, that chick looks a bit like Ashley.” he said.

“Holy shit, your right.” said Tom.

The girl in the scene didn’t look “a bit” like Ashley, she looked almost identical to her. Dark brown hair, a nice light tan, big green eyes, tiny little frame, and about a B-cup. The girl was really hot, and the guys knew it, but they also knew it was a little weird that they found the girl that looked exactly like their sister so hot. They watched the whole scene, trying to remind themselves that this was someone else, but the entire time all they could think about was their sister. After the scene was over they started talking, the conversation a little alcohol fueled.

They talked about Ashley, and they agreed that actually now that they thought about it, she was really hot. Then the conversation got a little dirtier, as they talked about whether they would fuck her if they got the chance. They both thought it was pretty wrong morally, but they decided that, yeah, if given the chance, they would.

There was a moment of silence, then Mark spoke up.

“Well, actually…” he said

“What”

“I was just thinking..”

“Well.. we could” Said Mark, and he started to explain his plan.

Ashley got home from the party at 1:06, and as she came through the door she got an apprehensive feeling.

“Your late” shouted Tom from the living room.

“Sorry, I lost track of time” she said as she walked into the living room.

There were beer bottles on the coffee table and Mark and Tom were staring at her intently.

“We got a call from one of our friends Ashley, he said you were at a party tonight.”

“What did we tell you about partying with those guys.”

“Well, Mandy wanted to go and I just….I dunno” At this point Ashley was scared, she had never seen this look in her brother’s eyes, they didn’t look angry though, they looked…..hungry.

“Did you drink?” asked Tom

“No, I didn’t have anything but water” She said telling the truth.

“Well, do you want to drink with us?”

“Um, I’m actually kind of tired.”

“Grab a beer Ashley, or Mom and Dad are going to get a call.”

Ashley didn’t know where this was going so she took the safe bet, and grabbed a beer. They sat in silence for a while and Ashley drank. After she finished one beer, she already felt tipsy, she was a tiny girl and not a drinker, but as soon as she was done Tom handed her another beer.

“No, thanks, I think I should stop”

“Drink Ashley.” Said Mark, so Ashley did.

After this beer Tom turned the TV on and flipped through the channels, until he settled on a repeat of the porn they were watching earlier.

“Wow Ashley, that girl looks like you.” he said, eyeing his sister. She was in party clothes, a tank top and a mini skirt, a she looked even hotter than the porn star to him.

“Uh, I guess.” she said look even more nervous, the beer was getting her pretty drunk, and her brothers were freaking her out.

“Let’s see how much you really have in common.” Said Mark as he leaned over towards Ashley.

“What?” said Ashley trying to scoot away. She couldn’t because she was already next to the arm of the couch.

Mark reached over and grabbed her by her waist, while Tom crossed from his chair and pulled off her shirt. Mark kissed her passionately, and Ashley unknowingly responded, allowing her tongue to play with his. She realized what she was doing and broke away.

“What are you jerks doing” shouted Ashley, but the beer in her system was making it hard to move away.

Tom next ripped off her bra and revealed her great tits, they were in fact a little bigger than the porn stars, but that certainly wasn’t a bad thing. Mark went to work sucking on her little nipples, which were getting hard from the contact.

Ashley was freaked out, but she let out a moan, because even though she knew it was wrong on many levels, her body was betraying her. She was getting turned on, her nipples were hard and she could feel heat building between her legs, she struggles to suppress these feelings. Ashley had never done anything like this with a boy, let alone two. The most she had done is masturbated, and once she used Mandy’s skinny little vibrator, that was when she took her own cherry. She was scared now because everything about her brothers was bigger, even their fingers looked big. She was still harboring some hope that they would only want to feel her tits.

This hope was soon crushed, when she felt Toms hand slide up her thigh, The fingers started to stroke her through her panties, and she felt herself getting wet. Mark stopped sucking on her nipples and flipped her on to her back. Tom ripped off her underwear and then her skirt, leaving her completely naked.

After this he pried her legs apart and kissed up her thighs, he slid his tongue over her hard little clit, and all up and down her pussy, making her quiver and shake. She had never expected it could feel like this to have a tongue invading her most private places.

Mark was getting bored so he unzipped his pants and stripped down to nothing. Ashley looked up towards him and her eyes landed on his cock. It was huge, especially to Ashley who had never seen one in real life before. It was 9 inches, which is big on any standards, but to Ashley it looked gigantic.

“Suck on it.” said Mark, but Ashley only gapped at him. He grabbed the side of her head with one hand and pinched her nose with the other. After a second she opened her mouth and he slid himself in. He was surprisingly gentle, but Ashley had to stretch her mouth to accommodate him. He made her suck for a while, then he had her lick up and down, all the while Tom was eating her out.

She felt Tom pull away from her pussy, and place a finger at the opening, it was bigger than Ashley’s but she was really wet, even though she was scared, and it slip in easily. After a while he slid in a second finger, this felt big in Ashley, but he gave her time to get used to it, so it didn’t hurt at all. As he did this with one hand he managed to pull of his pants and boxers with the other. Ashley pulled away from the cock in her mouth, and stared at Tom’s dick.

It wasn’t quite as long as Mark’s, only about 8 ½ inches, but it was still huge. It was also a little thicker than Mark’s, making up for the difference. Ashley knew now that they weren’t planning on sticking to foreplay.

“Are you still a virgin Ashley?” Asked Mark as her pulled Ashley’s head up towards him.

“Yeah”

“I don’t know” said Tom “ I didn’t feel anything.”

“ I popped it myself” said Ashley looking embarrassed.

Mark pulled her mouth back onto his cock and nodded at Tom. Tom slid one more finger into Ashley making her tense and writhe, coming harder than she ever had by herself. After a couple seconds Tom pulled his fingers out and lined himself up with her tight little hole.

Ashley started to shake her head, and try and protest, but Mark wouldn’t let her get her mouth off of his dick.

Tom rubbed the head and down her hot pussy, then placed it at the hole and pushed. The work he had done with his fingers had loosened her up so that it didn’t hurt very bad. But he was still a huge guy, and she felt stretched and extremely full when he had slid into her. Ashley moaned onto Mark’s cock as Tom filled her up, he started to slide in and out slowly, but Ashley still was rocked to her second orgasm. Mark pulled out of her mouth and said something Ashley couldn’t quite hear to Tom. Tom then flipped her over so that she was on top of him, with her tits pressed against his chest. Mark stood up and left the room. Tom slowed his pace and Ashley got a second to collect herself.

“Tom, this was Mark’s idea wasn’t it?” she asked out of breath.

“Yeah, it was” said Tom a little confused.

“Well you can stop Tom, stand up to Mark” said Ashley with a begging look in her eyes.

“Oh Ashley, It was Mark who planned it out, but I probably wanted to as much or more than he did.” and he almost laughed at the look of disappointment in her eyes. “Just enjoy it Ashley.” and he picked up the pace again.

After a couple seconds of heavy fucking, she heard Mark enter the room. She didn’t know why he had left, until she heard Tom speak.

“You get the lube?” he asked

“Bet your ass I did, or rather, bet her ass I did” said Mark, and he laughed.

Then Ashley heard the snap of the lube bottle being opened, and felt something wet and gooey being spread on her tight little ass hole.

“NO, NO, NO. ” shouted Ashley “Please, please don’t do that Mark, I’ll do anything, just don’t do that.”

“Calm down Ashley.” said Tom as he pulled her in and pressed her lips to his, cutting off her protests.

Mark put lube around her hole, and spread in on one of his fingers.

“Tom, maybe you should pull out for now.” he said

“You’re the boss.” said Tom as he slipped slowly out of Ashley.

“Good man.” said Mark, and he pushed his finger in up to the second knuckle. Ashley screamed, more out of shock than pain, the lube helped a lot, and she was trying to relax, she knew she wasn’t getting out of this, so she was going to try and make it hurt as little as possible.

Mark shushed her and Tom kissed her, after sliding his finger in and out and letting her get used to the feeling, he lubed up another finger and poised it to joining the first. Ashley whimpered but she couldn’t get away. Mark pulled out the first finger and slipped the two in together. This time it did hurt a little, Ashley felt stretched and uncomfortable. Then after about two minutes the pain went away completely and the fingers in her ass actually started to feel good. She moaned without knowing it into Toms mouth, And his boner jumped at the sound of it.

Mark finally lubed up a third finger, and Ashley was once again scared. He pulled out and slowly slid in all three. The pleasure disappeared briefly and pain like fire shot through her ass, but that went away soon and the pleasure came back. She moaned and sighed, and then the fingers were gone. She didn’t know for a second what was happening but it didn’t take long for her to realize. Tom pulled away from her lips and moved so his cock was touching where his mouth had just been. Ashley accepted him, and he filled her mouth. Just then she felt something big pressed against her asshole, and she knew the moment hade finally come. She pulled her head back to try and protest one more time. But Tom kept her firmly in place.

Mark’s 9 incher was nice and lubed, and so was her tightest hole, but he was still so big Ashley didn’t think she could take him. He proved her wrong as the head popped in. Ashley screamed onto Tom’s dick, and tears leaked from the corners of her eyes. Mark slid in an inch, and waited until she quieted down. After she was quiet, he slid in another inch, then another until he was entirely inside her. Ashley felt almost sick. She had never in her life even considered anal sex, and now she had her brothers giant cock all the way in her ass. It hurt really bad, and he wouldn’t stop entering her. Just when she thought he was done another inch would come. After a second or two of letting her get used to it, he pulled back and then slid back in, it hurt for what seemed like an hour, but was only about 5 minutes. Then it started to feel good again, really good. She moaned and was screaming but this time it was from the pure pleasure of her brother filling up her ass.

“Ok Tom.” said Mark from behind her. “ I think she’s ready.”

“Ready for what” she asked between moans, but they only laughed.

“Ready for WHAT!?” she shouted.

“Just hold still” said Tom as he moved back down to his position beneath her.

“No, No way! I could barely take one of you at a time and now you want…AHHHHHH” she never finished what she was going say, because mid sentence Tom entered her extra tight pussy. She was surprised and him sliding in not only hurt like hell, but it also managed to send her into another of her countless orgasms. The crazy mixture of pain and pleasure was too much for her and she almost passed out. Instead she went into a daze where she lost track of time and place and only could concentrate on the pain as it melted away into unbelievable pleasure. The two giant cocks in her holes, filling her up beyond belief, sent her through at a stream of orgasms that never stopped coming. Vaguely she heard Tom and Mark talking, one of them said they were almost there and the other agreed.

She came too enough to here them say

“One….Two….THREE!!” and the both pulled out at once. The flipped her onto her back and came all over her face and chest. Getting it in her hair and on her lips, which she licked subconsciously, as it slid down her tits and over her nipples. They laughed and high-fived. Ashley was a little more awake now, she felt used and humiliated, raped in all holes and covered in her brothers come. By now it was 4 in the morning, and she was exhausted and crying on the floor of the living room. Mark grabbed her up and carried her up to her room, with Tom close behind. They laid her down in bed, and told her she was a good little slut. She passed out almost as soon as she lay down and they left the room.

The next morning when Ashley awoke, she was sore all over, and the cum had dried on her skin and in her hair. She got up and almost had to hobble over to her closet to grab her bath robe. She couldn’t believe what had happened last night, and she hoped her brothers would apologize for their drunken actions. She didn’t know what to say to them.

When Tom, who was in the kitchen with Mark, heard her get up, he yelled at her to come downstairs. She walked stiffly in her bathrobe, looking sore and disgruntled.

Mark look at her deviously.

“Well you had quite a party last night.”

“What?” she asked.

“Well, Tom and I have some video of you drinking beer, and having sex with two guys. You can’t see their faces, but you can definitely see yours.”

“But, that was you guys. You raped me, you don’t remember?”

“Oh, we remember, but mom and dad weren’t here, so if you don’t want them to see the video…”

“I can’t believe this.” Ashley said tears welling up in her eyes.

“Why don’t you go hop in the shower” said Tom “Get cleaned up, we’ll be up in a second.”

Ashley said nothing and walked out of the room in a stupor. She couldn’t see any way out of this situation. She climbed into the shower and turned on the water, feeling the hot spray caress her bruised body. She washed the dried cum from her breasts and hair. She was just getting relaxed when she heard the bathroom door open and her brothers come in. They climbed into the big shower and immediately started to grope her and poke her with their huge dicks. Ashley sighed and let them do what they wanted. Mark looked at Tom over Ashley’s head.

“I call ass this time” said Tom and Mark nodded.

Mark hoisted Ashley up and slid into her pussy, his slightly longer dick going in farther then Tom’s had last night. Tom got behind her and pushed himself into her ass, being slightly thicker he stretched her even more. The whole time they squeezed her tits and pinched her nipples, sliding in and out of her holes while she hung suspended, silent and crying.

It was going to be a long two weeks.

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Selene's school uniform consisted of a maroon blazer, skirt, tights, white blouse, maroon and yellow tie, and black shoes. She had always been the quiet girl in the corner; the kid who got on with her work, and was the target of most of the bullies. The worst of her bullies was a guy called Carl, whom she detested. He sat a few seats away in technology class, and all she ever heard him talking about was how he'd nearly been arrested over the weekend, and the latest big party, or boasting about his ASBO.

Carl was one of those bullies who sarcastically pretends to be your friend, he would tell Selene how pretty she was, before turning to laugh with his friends. Selene avoided responding to his harrassments, but sometimes her ignorance annoyed him and he simply persisted, if Selene d

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idn't give in, she'd get hit with a file on the ass, or he'd just slap her round the head.

Unfortunately, Carl's attraction to Selene wasn't just sarcastic; he really did find her innocence a turn on, and he dreamt many times of taking her virginity and introducing her to the world of sex. He was always with his mates though, and he couldn't let them know. He had seen her walk home past his home though, and then his mates wouldn't be around. So he drew his plans.

Selene often cut through a council estate on the way home. She hated the place; there were always gangs around to call insults at her and the place itself was dismal and dirty. On the other hand, it saved her a fifteen minute walk around. Suddenly, Carl appeared, and Selene's heart sank and turned cold. But instead of insulting her, he asked her to help him with his computer, and this time he actually sounded earnest. She wondered to herself if this was her chance to settle the differences between them.

Feeling a little hope for peace, she followed Carl into his home, and up to the computer in his room. The room itself was dirty and was filled with the concoctive odour of vodka, semen, sweat and drugs. None-the-less, Selene braved the pungeant smell to stand as Carl booted the computer and logged in. As the computer booted, Carl turned to Selene, and softly whispered that he was sorry for what he had done to her in school, and that it was simply what his friends wanted.

He softly hugged her, and she didn't know what to do. "You really are pretty you know" he whispered in her ear, but as he began to kiss her neck, she began to panick. "Stop" she whispered, "Stop!". Carl ignored her and moved his hands down to her ass. "Get off me!" she screamed a little louder than intended as she pushed him away.

Carl backed up slowly as she pushed him away. "I-I'm sorry," he stammered, worried he had blown it, "Please; I'm sorry; I just wanted to be friends, will you still fix my computer?". Selene wanted to refuse, but she was struggling to decide whether he was telling the truth, and she still didn't want to blow a chance of friendship. She nodded her head silently.

He sat her down at the computer, and asked if she wanted a drink, and she accepted. He swiftly left the room, but before heading downstairs, he went to his parents room and unplugged the router. He headed down once he had poured a glass of cola, he quickly took a small bag from his pocket and emptied a pill into the glass.

He swirled the glass to mix in the pill as he ascended the stairs and passed the glass to Selene. The internet's the problem he explained, opening his internet browser. She took a large gulp of the refreshing drink before examining the connection error message. She immediately clicked the 'Diagnose connection problem' button, but as the computer ran the diagnosis, she felt Carl's hands on her hips, she froze. As the hands made the way to her breasts, she quickly turned, pushing him away from her.

She had had enough, and made to exit the room, but Carl stopped her, holding her close to him and forcing his tongue into her mouth. She immediately pulled her mouth from his, and spat in his eye, slapping him around the face and dashing from the room as he persued her down the stairs, she flung the door open, but Carl caught her arounnd the chest, attempting to pull her back. She instinctively turned and kicked him in the groin, before racing off down the street.

As she turned onto the main street, the drug kicked in, and she was forced to slow her pace as her coordination collapsed. Fortunately, she saw a friendly face walking along the street towards her; her friend Brad, clad in his baggy black top and jeans. "Hey Selene" he called in greeting, but as she stumbled towards him and fell into his arms, his greeting turned to anxiety. "Selene?!". The last thing Selene remembered was falling to her knees, clutching the chains that hung from Brad's jeans as he tried to support her.

She awoke in a cool dark room, which was quite welcoming to her aching head. She looked around the room slowly. The walls were plastered with posters of unfamiliar bands, demons and vampires. A guitar sat in it's stand next to a small computer desk at which Brad was working. "Where...am...I?" She moaned, slumping from the bed to the floor, attempting to pick herself up as Brad quickly came to her aid.

Suddenly the events of her visit to Carl's house came flooding back to her, and she collapsed into Brad's arms, showering his chest with tears. Brad didn't know what to do, he simply held her comfortingly in her arms, reassuring her that she was ok. He sat her down on the bed, and asked if she wanted a glass of water. She accepted, realising how painfully dry her mouth and throat were.

Later that night, she explained the events to Brad as he walked her home. Brad had not taken advantage of his poor friend, he had taken her to his house, not knowing where Selene herself lived. He had spent most of the afternoon mopping her brow to calm the extremely high temperature of her body. She hugged him good night outside her house, thanking him for everything he had done, and he uttered his reassurances before she entered her home to face her distraught and worried parents.

The next day, Selene attended college, but dreaded her technology class; she didn't know what Carl was going to do now; and the unpredictability scared her. Carl avoided looking at her, but a few times he slapped her with a file. As his friends laughed, he whispered covertly in her ear "Tell anyone, and it'll be a fucking hammer I'll hit you with".

Walking home, Selene chose the extra fifteen minute walk opposed to walking through that shithole of an estate.

A few months passed, and the events were forgotten, until one day, Carl was out with his mates, and one of them casually mentioned what a great idea it would be to gang-rape Selene. Finally feeling he had the means to achieve his goal, Carl quickly put-in his support. The others looked a little doubting of the plan; some obviously had more heart than they tried to make known. None-the-less, three of the gang agreed to the idea, and after gathering a few more friends, they drew their plans.

Selene was walking home one afternoon, and as she took the longer route past the council estate, she noticed, that an old battered sky-blue nissan micra had been following her since she left school. She looked and saw their were about five lads in the car, but couldn't see them properly. As the car suddenly pulled up infront of her, and Carl jumped out of the back, she immediately made to run the other way, but was caught before she could make it five meters. Carl clamped his hand over her mouth to stop her screams as the car came to a squeeling halt next to them, and she was dragged into the car.

As the car raced down backstreets and alleys, Selene lay crying across the laps of the three lads in the back who were binding her legs and wrists, constantly molesting her helpless body. The car pulled to a swift halt, and the lads jumped out, hauling Selene with them. Selene had only a brief glimpse of the old deserted mill they were taking her into. She knew where they were, and she knew that here, nobody could hear her scream. She was dumped on the floor as the lads removed bags from the car boot. One took a sledge-hammer and began to smash through the boarded windows of the old mill.

Selene's mouth wasn't bound, but she didn't bother to scream, knowing where they were. All she could do was sob as she wondered if they would rape her or just kill her. She was clumsily tossed through the window, onto the cold, hard wooden flooring of the mill, it was pitch black. Once the boys were in with all their bags, they placed an old metal bin in the center of the large room, filled it with rubbish, and lit it, providing a dim, orange glow to light the room.

All the lads began sorting through their luggage, removing bongs, syringes and other drug related instruments. But as the lads prepared for a drug sesh, Carl was already fixated with Selene. He lay ontop of her as he felt at her breasts. "Please...don't" she whimpered, but he simply licked her cheek and replied, "Sorry, revenge is just too damned sweet". He laughed quietly at his jest, as he unbuttoned her blouse, and began licking her chest.

Once she was completely naked, he picked up the file he had stolen from technology, and turned her to lie on her front. Selene screamed at the top of her voice as he brought the hard, rough steel down on her tight little ass. As he continued to spank her with the tool, his friends shouted to leave some for them, before leaving their drugs and approaching their screaming, helpless dessert.

They began to fondle her as Carl cruely placed the long, sharp file at the entrance to her pussy. "This is gonna hurt" he laughed, plunging the cold, sharp steel into her dry pussy. She squeeled as a pain she had never known took over her body. The file ripped throuh her cherry, and the sharp spines cut through her walls. He only thrust it into her once, before removing it and admiring the blood oosing from the tight slit.

Then he lined up his erect cock with the slit and thrust in hard and fast, making her scream again. As he fucked her, another friend climbed under her struggling body, after lubing up his cock, he slipped it into her unprepared ass, and fucked it hard and fast, making Selene cry even more. After a few minutes, the gang decided to double penetrate both her holes. The lads were clambering over each other trying to get all four of them into her.

As another cock was inserted into her pussy, it tore her even more, forcing another wave of blood to spat from her pussy, and as her ass was double-penetrated, and blood oozed from there too, she passed out. Even as she lay unconcious, the four continued to fuck her, as the fifth throat fucked the limp body.

She remained unconcious through the night as the fucked her a total of 4 times, taking drug breaks in between. When they finally left her lifeless body, her pussy was oozing with a mixture of blood and four helping of five different cums. She lay cold and lifeless until a man noticed the open mill window. Three days later, Carl was sat in technology, boasting to his friends about the great slut he fucked over the weekend, while Selene's seat lay vacant.

A very sick and disturbing story I know; but that's me in a nutshell. Any thoughts or ideas are welcome: prettyful001@hotmail.co.uk

Old Mrs. Morris

The Loser on Forced Stories

               Old Mrs. Morris was walking down the street right after buying some groceries (she was planning to bake one of her famous home-made pies for her grandchildren). Her husband had died 3 years ealier and she was but a poor old women living by herself having nothing to do except cook for her adored grandkids. Usually she would go shopping with her friends or a relative, but she had run out of flour and desperately needed some for the pie. She wasn't much for looks, she had saggy, but large breasts, her ass, also saggy, and her pussy wasn't tight, but it was a nice one. On those lonely nights, sometimes she would play with herself, she even owned a couple of dildos to make up for her husb

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ands 7incher.

Well as I had mentioned earlier she was walking to the bus station and it was starting to rain. She didn't want her groceries getting wet so she turned into an alley that had a cover over it. She was relieved that she could save the ingrediants, but it was a lot darker in the alley so she broke into a faster pace.

Although Mrs. Morris was not aware of it, there were 3 shadowy figures were closing in behind her, slowly coming closer. She sensed that something wasn't right, so she quickly turned around and saw the figures, to scared to scream, she dropped her goods and ran as fast as a 67 year old women can, which is not very fast. In a matter of seconds, the men caught up and over powered her. She tried to scream, but they gagged her. Mrs. Morris thought that it was just going to be a regular mugging and it would be over soon, but she was horribly wrong.

The three men did not even bother to inspect her purse, they wanted something entirely different. They tore off her flowery dress, but were irritated by her old fashion underwear. It took them a while to get it off, but they were all very excited when they did.

Mrs. Morris was already crying just thinking about the things that the men might do to her.

The men were teasing her, grabbing her boobs and slapping her ass. The look in her eyes begged them to stop but they just laughed and continued.

Then the real stuff started. They all removed there pants and underwear, and started rubbing there cocks, getting enormous erections. The first man pulled her down and laid her on her side, so that she could be penetrated from both sides. He layed down behind her and stuck his package into her ass, slowly moving in and out of her behind. The second man layed down in front of her and got to work on her elderly pussy. The third man removed the gag and tried to stuff his dick into her mouth, but her lips wouldn't budge, he quickly pulled out a knife and held it to her throat. Seeing no other option, she slightly opened her mouth, and the man inserted his cock into her mouth.

She was now screaming from the excrutiating pain. Never in her life had she been fucked like this, and her age didn't really help.

The men didn't care about her screaming, in fact, they enjoyed it. It wasn't a very populated neighborhood, so no one heard anything.

They fucked her for about 15 minutes, then cummed all over her worn out body. Mrs. Morris was nearly passed out, but she couldn't go out now.      

Then a possible miracle happened, a police officer was passing by the alley.

                TO BE CONTINUED...  

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Mistakes End

classroomb4 on Forced Stories

I began dreading going to work every day. I loved the job but knew I would be put into a new sexually submissive situation by Jim. In my opinion I think he got off more on my humiliation then he did the actual sex. I was everything Jim despised. I was pretty, intelligent, educated and sucessful. Jim was a fat high school drop out that would probably be on the welfare line if his wife didn't have a sucessful company. He resented me from the day I started there. I think he saw me as the poster girl for every girl in his past that rejected him and wanted nothing to do with him. That is why he seemed to take great pleasure in dragging me off of my pedistool and reducing me to a slut.

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New Roman" size="4">Jim tried controling me in every way he could. He even came up with a dress code for me. Fortunately his wife Sally was there nearly every day so I wasn't made to wear any rediculous outfits that would call attention to myself I was told that I wasn't to wear a bra or panty hose to work. Jim said panty hose were too much bother getting off of me and he liked seeing my boobs bounce without a bra. I didn't understand the bra part because at 34b I really didn't have much bounce. Dress pants I could wear because he liked the way my "ass" looked in them. Of course skirts and dresses were OK and he liked me in heels but I wore them every day anyway. The only other restriction I had was that he hated sweaters and pull over tops. I had to wear blouses that buttoned up the front.

It seemed like everyone in the office knew that there was something going on between Jim and I. That was because of Jim. I'm sure he bragged to some of the employees but mostly it was things he did in front of them. He would often fondle my rear in front of people and a few time he even openly grabbed my breasts. I just let him do what he wanted to do and did my best to ignore him. An example of that being when he would walk up behind me and feel a breast, I would just stand there until he was done and move on. I never once said anything about it. I was asked by several people why I let him do things like that and only answered that I didn't want to cause any trouble. Probably the most blatant thing he ever did was one day when I was in the lunch room talking with Kevin, Tony, and Susan. Several others were in the room but those three were at my table. Jim walked up behind me and slid his hand down inside my blouse. He said "I just love feeling these tits", then he moved on. That was really embarrassing. 

Jim was brave about doing things like that because he knew no one had the courage to tell Sally. If they did Jim would just deny it and they would probably be fired. The only person Jim was ever concerned about was Brenda. Brenda was Sally's friend from before the company started and only worked there part time when we had a dead line to meet. It was commonly rumored that Brenda and Sally had an ongoing lesbian relationship. Brenda certainly looked the part of a lesbian. The other thing was that Brenda frequently went on business trips with Sally. Sally always said that it was because Jim had to stay behind to run the company in her absence. I mention this mostly because it was during those times when Sally was away that Jim was at his worst. 

It was during the first day of one of Sally's three day trips that Jim walked into my office in the morning. He walked behind my desk and sat down with no regard for the important papers he was sitting on. He said that he was having a stressful morning and he needed something to "take the edge off". I understood that phrase to mean only one thing. He had used it before. He wanted a blow job. My initial response was "Isn't it a bit early in the day for that"? Prior to this Jim at least had the decency to wait until the other employees were gone for the day. With an angry tone Jim answered "I said I want it now" The only word I could get out was "But" before Jim nearly yelled saying "Just suck it and shut up". I shook my head in disbelief and rolled my chair over between his legs. When I reached for his belt buckle, I noticed out of the corner of my eye that the door to my office was wide open. 

I started to get up while telling Jim "I'd better close that first". He pushed me back down and told me to leave it open. I said "But someone might see". He replied "So What", "now get busy". I nervously finished opening his pants and pulled his limp cock from his boxers. Then I leaned forward and went to work on him. The only goal I had was to get him off as soon as possible before we were discovered. I had a lot of little tricks I knew would speed things up and I was using them all. I was going at a fever pace with my hand and mouth to get him off. Things were going along nicely when I caught a slight movement beside us.

I was hoping it was just the lights flickering when I heard a voice say "Hey Jimbo". I recognized the voice immediately as Mike, Sally's brother in law. Mike was someone I despised nearly as much as Jim. He always thought he was God's gift to women and had hit on me several times in the past. I never wanted anything at all to do with him and he knew it. He referred to me as the "stuck up bitch".

Mike started to say something else when he must have caught sight of what was happening. I would have pulled away if Jim didn't have a handful of my hair holding me in place. Jim suddenly said "Whoa, what's going on here"? Jim remarked "The bitch wanted an early lunch so I'm giving it to her". They both laughed. I felt so ashamed about being caught doing that and since it was Mike, it was even worse. Mike said "Maybe I can give her desert when your done" and Jim said that was fine with him. Mike complimented Jim on his choice and said that since I was the best looking girl in the office I would be the one he would chose. When Mike asked how he got me to do that, Jim told him "They're all sluts", "You just got to know how to bring it out". 

Jim wasn't holding my hair any more but I still kept my head in his lap. I was too embarrassed and ashamed to look up. I wasn't really doing anything but holding my head there. Jim became aware that I wasn't doing anything and patted me on the back of the head while saying "Come on", "Get busy". I would think that most people would have a little modesty and not want a blow job in front of someone but not Jim. Having an audience seemed to only make it better for Jim. Jim seemed to enjoy demonstrating his authority over me. I nibbled at Jim's cock a little but it was hard for me to get back into it with Mike watching. Then Jim tapped me lightly again on the back of my head and said "Suck it, I ain't got all day". There was no hope. I took him back into my mouth and started the familiar up and down motion. Jim embarrassed me even more by saying "Now that girl knows how to suck a cock". I just wanted him to finish. Then I heard Beth's voice say to Mike "I thought she would be done by now". That told me that she had looked in earlier. This was really getting humiliating. Mike finally said that he had better go to and let me finish but Jim told him to wait because he was almost done. Then he said "I'll paint her face for you". 

Jim did tell the truth because I could feel that he was very close. Then just as the first spurt erupted from his cock, Jim pulled my head back and shot a stream across my face. Then he quickly shoved it back into my mouth to finish. Mike was impressed that I swallowed. I knew to keep Jim in my mouth till he was completely done and pulled it out. When he did pull back he told me to show his art work to Mike. I closed my eyes and turned my head in Mike's direction so he could make some lewd comments. Then Jim told me to put him away and I did. He stood up and said "You had better clean yourself up", "You look like you just sucked a cock". Then the two of them walked out of my office. 

           

 

Growing Up Abused: Part 1

CalicoJack on Forced Stories

This is the first of a series of stories about my abusive relationship with my parents when I was growing up.  Since I was a small kid, I have been part of my fathers perverted abuse.  Not only him, but his friends also.  I remember my first experience, I think I was about ten.  

I remember my dad brought his friend Tim home and they began drinking.  They drink for hours and came out back where I was swimming in our pool.  He yelled for me and told me to come to him.  I climbed out of the pool and walked to him.

Once there, he told me to swim naked.  I didn't want to because Tim was there and they were both laughing the whole time.  But, he forced it.  I took off my shorts and I was completely naked.  He made me d
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o things in front of them, like bending over, spreading my ass cheeks, and eventually they began touching me.

They took me into the house, and nobody was home except us.  In the living room, I saw Tim pull his pants down and I could see his big erection beneath his underwear.  He told me to come to him, and I did as I was told.  He said to lick his dick over his underwear.  I did, I did for about five minutes until he was moaning and his underwear was soaked in my spit and I could see his huge dick through them.  I looked over and saw that my dad has his dick completely out and he told me to suck on it.

I was not about to argue with him when he was drinking, I know what that leads to.  I got on my knees in front of the couch he was sitting on and put as much of his cock in my mouth as possible.  While I was doing that, Tim got behind me and began playing with my ass.  He licked his finger and placed it into my ass hole.  The pain was intence but eventually subsided.  After about ten minutes of sucking my dad off while his friend finger fucked me,  My dad finally came.  He came load after load and ordered me not to spill a drop.

I swallowed every bit.  I was so disgusted, I had tears in my eyes.  Tim got up and walked in front of me and shoved his cock into my mouth,  and before long he shot his load in my mouth also.  Once again, I swallowed every drop.  Once finished, I ran to my room crying, while listening to there laughter behind me.  Little did I know, things would eventually get a lot worse.

Mandys Sexual Awakening Part 2

Tinkerbelll222 on Forced Stories

Mandy layed there, after 6 hours she'd lost count of how many times she'd cummed. She heard footsteps...The man walked back into the room, and took the ball out of her mouth. "How's my little cunt doing today? Hmm?" "your a freak!" "Now now, that's not the way to greet your master! You say, This little cunt is doing great master, how was your night?" "SAY IT CUNT!" With that he slapped her hard across the face. "This little cunt is doing great Master how was your night?" She screamed. "Good little slut." He walked around the table to a little station she didnt see earlier and lowered her bed to about knee level. Then he made it to where she sat strait up. Mandys master unzipped his pants and took his big 10' inch cock out. Mandy's
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tears kept pouring down as she looked at the size of his cock, it was huge. Probably 3 times bigger than anything she's ever used on her pussy to get herself off. He stepped foward and told her to open her mouth. "Yes Master..." She did as she was told. "Very good you stupid cunt!" Her master stepped foward and undid her hands. She was afraid to move...He then wrapped his fingers threw her hair and stepped farther foward so his cock was right at her lips. "Bite and you'll regret it..Trust me" She opend her mouth wider trying to wrap her lips around his cock, before she could do so he yanked her head foward sliding his cock all the way down her throat. He laughed as she gagged. "Get used to it bitch, breathe!" Mandy tried breathing but it wouldnt work, so she breathed threw her nose and that seemed to do the trick. He slipped his cock out her mouth and rammed back in again, once again she gagged..."Dont worry cunt, it takes time..Soon you'll be able to do it by yourself without gagging!" He repeated those steps over and over again until Mandy didnt gag. "Good slut! now suck it!" Mandy slowly started to suck on her masters huge cock, doing the best she could. She had never given a blow job before. She felt an orgasm comming from the vibe in her pussy and she screamed around his cock. At that moment he rammed his cock down her throat again, he fucked her face with long hard strokes. Mandy gagged everytime he rached the back of her throat. He fucker her mouth faster, trying to go deeper and laughed evily when she gagged on his cock. He started moaning and groaning, she new he was going to cum. Finally, he rammed his cock all the way down his throat and emptied all his cum into her throat and she gagged, but tried to swallow. "See, your comming around." He went back over to the little station and layed her head back down and turned her upside down. He raised her to his waist level, and inspected her pussy. "Very nice snatch you have here cunt." "T-T-Thank you master...." He went back over to the box and took out a didlo about half the size of his cock. She started to cry again...He ripped the duct tape off her pussy and she screamed. "AHHH FUCK!" "did you like that bitch?" "FUCK NO!" At this, he grabbed the role of duck tape and places a new peice on her pussy, and said to her, "Lets try this again cunt..." At that, he ripped the tape of faster than before. "Did you like that bitch?!" "AHH FUCK! YES MASTER!" "good girl.." He took the viborator out of her pussy, and set it on the table next to him. "You seem to have cummed many times!" He picked back up the didlo and rubbed it against her pussy lips. Mandy started to moan, she couldnt imagine why, but it felt soo good! He slipped the tip into her pussy and she moaned louder. "Ahhh there you go bitch, you like it huh? tell your master how much you like it cunt" "Master..it feels so good..please dont stop..." With that he shoved the entire thing into her pussy and she screamed, out of pure pain. He laughed his evil laugh, and fucked her with the dildo hard and fast..Mandy kept screaming and screaming..Then  her screams turned into a half moan, then she was just moaning. Loudly at that. He stopped went back to the box and got another dildo out, a much much bigger one..It was ribbed too. As he took the first dildo out, she moaned softly..As he entered the much larger one tho she started to scream and cry once again, he laughed. "You like that dont you bitch?!?!" "Yes master OWWW!!!!!! I LOVE IT! FUCK YOU! GOD DAMNIT! OWWWWW" "hahahahaha your such a stupid cunt!" He fucker her hard with the didlo and she screamed the whole time, he inscreased the pase when her screams would start to turn into a moan. Finally, he pulled it out. He picked up the smallest one once again, and grabbed some vasaline. She looked at him and wondered what he was doing. When she felt his fingers spreading the vasaline somewhere she knew exactly what he was doing..."no no no no no no please no dont!! please!!! please master dont do that please!!!!" "SHUT UP CUNT! DAMN! THIS ISNT YOUR CHOICE EITHER ENJOY IT OR DONT!" She'd pissed him off, and he was going to make her regret it. He didnt want to rip her little hole open so he slow worked the didlo into her ass, once he got it good and lubed he started moving it in and harder harder and faster than he did on her pussy.."OH MY GOD OWWW FUCK THAT HURTS MASTER PLEASE STOP! PLEASE! OH GOD!!!!" He stopped. Went back to the box and grabbed another dildo out. This one was odd to her..It had one and then another, right above it, they were both very very big in size, not as big has her masters cock, but very very big. He went back around and slid the bottom cock into her pussy she moaned. He pushed the other part of hte cock into her ass and she cried yet moaned at the same time. "OWW MASTER IT HURTS PLEASE STOP! I FEEL LIKE IM BEING RIPPED IN HALF!" Not wanting to do that, he slit it in as fast as he could and listend to her scream before fucking her with the cocks. She moaned loudly, louder than she had before. After a minute or two her pussy was growing visibly wet, and she cummer 3 or 4 times. "Im leaving again, im going to leave these two inside you, but i'll remove the clamps from your nipples. Tomorrow, I'm going to fuck you! Mandy was starting to think this wasnt going to be so bad after all....

Look for Part 3, comming soon!

London Visitor (Part !)

pace_purr on Forced Stories

I woke up or should I say came to, the room I was in was quite dark heavy red curtains covered the windows. I had no idea where I was or how I had got there for that matter, the last thing I remembered was having a beer in a London Pub. I assumed I was still in London though that was just a guess, I was a country town boy in the big city for the Motor Show.

I figured I would get out of bed and find out where I was, that was up until I found my arms were fastened to the top of the bed. Okay I thought to myself this is different, trouble was I was busting for a piss I shouted hoping someone was home otherwise this mattress was going to get wet shortly.

The door opened and a guy came in he looked to be in his thirties well built, odd thing was he had a mask on. I told him

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to stop fucking about and undo the leather cuffs and let me have a piss. I would have been able to show more athority if I wasn't completely naked, it didn't help that he was as well. Instead of untying me he just got one of those hospital piss bottles and told me to use that instead. If I hadn't been busting for a leak and tied up I would have told him to shove it up his arse, instead I let him put my dick in the neck of the bottle and pissed.

With that load off my mind I started to take in my position, tied to a bed naked with a similar lack of attired guy. Just when I figured things couldn't get worse the guy started to get a hard on, believe me when I say it wasn't a small cock either. He sat on the edge of the bed and took hold of my limp dick slowly rubbing his thumb across the head, of course it decided it felt good and came out to play. (I never was able to control my cock at the best of times)

I can't say I was comfortable with what was going on, less so when he took my cock in his mouth and began gently sucking on it. I told him to just undo the fucking cuffs and leave me alone I wasn't a queer. It would have meant more if my cock wasn't hard as a rock in his mouth. The thing that bothered me was his own cock was as hard as a rock too, he took his mouth off my cock and positioned himself so that his cock was next to my mouth. He told me to suck it, I told him to fuck off, he reminded me I was not in a position to refuse and if I bit his cock I was going to be very sorry. Put that way I opened my mouth as his cock was forced against my lips. Once in it tasted slightly salty a weird mix of something else, the head filled my mouth though the texture was not unpleasant. I wondered if mine felt the same in his mouth, as he slowly increased the pressure I wondered if I was going to suffocate on it. Just as I thought I was about to gag he eased the pressure before returning it again, I realised he was slowly fucking my mouth.

The guy returned to sucking my own cock his mouth matching his cock movements. Suddenly he inserted a finger in my arse not harshly but a steady insistant pressure on my sphincter that eased its way deeper. I tried to tighten up but all that did was cause me a bit of pain, so I relaxed as much as I could the trouble with doing that was I started to enjoy the feeling. In my mouth his cock was starting to leak pre-cum and I was having to swallow it as best I could so I didn't gag, it seemed the more I swallowed the more it leaked. My own cock was now issueing its own pre-cum it seemed the more he worked his finger in my arse the more my cock leaked, then suddenley I started to shoot my load. What amazed me was how much I seemed to cum it just seemed to gush I though my balls were going to shoot out of the head of my cock. I knew the guy had swallowed every drop of my cum but he was still working at getting every last drop, his cock suddenley seemed to expand filling my mouth even more. I was suddenly overwhelmed with gobs of sticky cum it filled my mouth forcing its way down my throat out of the corners of my mouth, it was just as well he took his cock out or I would have drowned on his cum. I swallowed a mouthfull the rest splashed over my face chest hair everywhere, it seemed he shot gallons of it.

I lay there gasping for air my mouth still sticky with his cum I got myself some saliva and used it to clean the stickyness from my teeth and tongue before swallowing it. I figured the guy would undo my wrists and let me go now but his still hard cock let me know it wasn't going to happen just yet.

Internet Rape- Part 1

TheFox on Forced Stories

     Veronica was only 13 years old and though she hasn't had many relations, most being of guys who only desired to take her virginity, she knew a great deal about relations. She was 5'5 with a dirty blonde hair that feel to the bottom of her neck with a set of emerald green eyes. Still developing she already had a perfect set of beginning C cups.  She wasnt the nerdy type but she enjoyed chatting on the computer and messing with her games. She didnt go out much, which even to her parents surprise she was still in great shape.

     Her routine was always the same, go to school, talk to her friends, come home, homework then computer. To her just a normal day. She got home from school and slinging her blue and black book bag into the corner of the kitche

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n, she raided the cupboards for a snack. Not seeing much of intrest she grabbed the small bag of goldfish and ran upstairs to her room. Tossin her shoes into the corner she looked around for her black tabby cat who normally slept on her pillow. Shrugging, she pulled off her red school uniform top, revealing a beautiful body that she was proud of. She hung the top back up in the closet, "I only wore it a few hours, not that dirty, " was all she thought as she started to remove her skirt. Her legs were long, smooth, and hairless. She now stood in her under garments and socks, she began to hum her favorite song in her head as she rumaged through her dresser for a shirt and shorts.

     She decided on a green shirt with a smiley face on it and a pair of black shorts that only came just above her knee. She sat down at the computer and signed into her Instant messanger systems. Immediatly her friend Calli sent her a message. They chatted for a few minutes till Alex suggested trying a chatroom, she didnt even give Veronica enough time to decide before she sent the link. Seeing no harm, she clicked the link, signed up, and entered the world of chatrooms under the name "LittleAngel." It was her first chatroom, outside of a created chatroom with her friends and she had no clue of what to say so she just sat back and watched. She sat there for almost twenty miutes when someone named "TheDarkOne" sent her a private message.
    "Hi there, its a chat room, speak up girl.....you are girl right? lol" Veronice just sat for a sec and finally replied:
    "I'm new to chatrooms so I dont really know what to say, I may just leave though"
    "Why? Eh, just takes some gettin used to, hope you dont mind me asking, but how old are you?
    Without hesitation she quickly replied "13, what about you?"
    "Im 17"
Seeing his age she immediatly thought that this was wrong. She was talkin with someone 4 years older than her. She didnt know what to say really, oldest age student in her school was 15, so an age difference this big seemed odd to her.
    "You there?" He replied after a time of silence
    "Im sorry, ya." She didnt know why but she felt, even though she had just met him, she could trust him.
    "Its okay"
They chat for several hours. Discussing music, food, literature, religion, and even where they lived. Veronica learned he was only a few states away from her. It did make her feel uneasy but almost calm in a way aswell. She looked at the clock and noticed it was already 10pm
    "Whoa, im sorry I have to go" She quickly typed in.
    "Okay...you going to be on tomorrow?" Was his reply
    "Yup same time, now I have to go before my mom or dad catch me on the computer this late"
Without waiting she signed out, closed off the internet, and turned off the computer. She got up from the desk and opened her bedroom door a bit and looked into the hall seeing two shadows comming from the kitchen conversing,"Night mom, night dad," she called and without waiting shut the door. She went to her bed and climbed in and laid there a minute.
    "Wonder what he really looks likes...mmm" she said in a slight whisper and closed her eyes and fell asleep.


 When she got home from school that day she didn't even bother with removing her uniform and immediatly signed into the chatroom. A moment later "TheDarkOne" messaged her and they wasted no time  talking.
 "So whats your real name Dark?" Veronica typed
 "Jason, but my friends call me Jay."
 "Im Veronica" and she was immediatly followed with "Beautiful name" She only knew two guys named Jason and they were both jerks in school.
 "Do you have a picture of yourself Jay?" She was smiling now, a big one showing off her white teeth in the reflection of the screen.
 "Hold on" he responded. A few moments later a webcam symbol popped up to reveal a young man who definatly seemed 17. His hair was dark brown and covered part of his face, length wise it went to the back of his neck all around but he had it parted in the middle so it covered his eyes partly. His eyes were unable to be soon clearly, but they looked to be blue and from what she could see he appeared to have some muscle on him.
 "Wow" she replied, "You look good" She started to giggle as she watched him smile.
 "So what about you, you got a cam?" Without hesitation she jumped up and grabbed her camera and plugged it in. Soon her image was up and moving and she realized she was still in her uniform
 "Oh god, i'll be right back" She didnt want to be seen in her dorky school uniform and ran to change. Jason sat back looking at the still image of her bedroom. He could see a closet which the door was barely shut and dark inside and could see the foot of her bed. Moments later she came into the picture wearing a white shirt and blue jeans, putting up her uniform. As she approached the computer Jason's eyes widened as he watched her tits jiggle slightly as she walked to the computer and sat down
 "Miss me? teehee" She started to giggle and looked closer into his cam. His room was dark and only a small flickering light was seen in the background, the TV. Jason snapped back into reality
 "Yup" As he adjusted his seat.
 They began to talk about useless details of school and of how there days went. As time went on she started to grow closer to him and even to Jason's surprise he was starting to like her as well.

 Over the course of a few weeks they started getting closer and they started to fall in love with one another and after a few weeks they decided they could try an internet relation and became boyfriend and girlfriend. Veronica knew her parents wouldnt like the idea of her dating someone four years older than her and a few states away so she kept it quiet. She only told Calli about him, but she didn't care to much about relations. She has been in a few and all guys abused her, so her only friendly advice was 'Be careful'
 As time went on Veronica and Jason started to exchange addresses and phone numbers. It was an everyday thing for them to chat on webcam except for days he worked. However he could only call her cell and only when she said so. All the while her parents were oblivious to the fact of her dating. They dated for a year online and his heart was hers to keep as was hers to him. Over the year Veronica turned 14 and developed into a full C cup and it seemed to be as far as she would grow for now. Her hair was now to her shoulder blades and she kept it tied in a pony tail now.
 On christmas day however, she recieved a package from Jason but not in the form she wanted, her parents got to it first. Yells and disagreements were thrown about that day and even though she got the ring he sent her, as well as the letter, after what was told to her by her parents, she started to think. 'Will we even meet?' "Is this a game to him?' No matter what she did she couldnt shake the feelings.
 "Jason...." She said slowly on the phone. The way she said it a lump grew in his throat instantly.
 "Yea sweety?" His voice weak, he feared for what the possibility was.
 "I dont think this can work with us, my mom found the package and if she knows im still with you, I dont know what she'd do to me." It was silent for a moment and then she heard a sniffle on the other end.
 "What?! WHY!? Just because your parents found out that doesnt mean we have to break up, its what you want, not them!" He was frantic, a mix of anger and depression. She started to cry and tried to talk clearly as she could to him
 "I know, but we cant im sorry....I'll always love you though" and she hung up. Jason dropped the phone instantly and began to cry for her. He was shivering and he couldn't breathe, his hair stuck to his tear covered face. He sat in his room, his anger and frustration building. All the dreams he had with her, all the fun they had together, they were thrown out the window and crushed like his heart was now. He looked into the mirror and seeing his face covered with damp sticky hair on his face and his cheeks red from crying.
 "Im going to see that dam bitch" He said angrily as he punched the mirror in, sending glass flying about and drops of blood

 Jason was overcome with anger as he wrote down the address and looked it up. He finally had directions to Veronica's and she was going to pay for what she did to him, for crushing his heart. He was writing down the directions when a grin overcame him, her parents were leaving for the week and she had told him that she was staying by herself and her friend may visit and stay with her.
 He got in his car and drove several hours to his destination. He parked at a hotel that was convieniantly a block away. He got a room with a view of her house and slept a peaceful dream of what he had planned for her. About noon the next day he pulled out his cellphone and called Vironica. The phone rang three times till she answered it.
 "Hello?"
 "Hey Vironica" He said quietly and gently
 "Jason?.....hey, whats going on?" She was actually a little scared of him, knowing how angry he was that day she broke up with him.
 "Nothing I just wanted to check on you, make sure your okay" He said sweetly, she was a little nervous still but calmed down a bit
 "Oh, well im doing okay, my parents are about to leave on there trip"
 "Okay then, well, i'll see you soon" He said quickly
 "okay..wait what?" She responded just as he hung up. She was confused, but thought maybe it was a mistake what he ment. He is afterall a few states away.
 Jason sat in the hotel room and watched out the window until he saw her standing on the steps of her house waving goodbye to her parents as they pulled out and headed off down the street. Jason immediatly walked out of his room as Veronica walked inside. He got to her front step and found that she didn't even bother to lock the door. He snuck inside and took a quick glance about. He could hear a faint sound comming from the living room. He peered around the corner and saw her laying on the couch talking on the phone. He sat briefly till she finally hung up and set the phone aside. She was wearing a black shirt and pink shorts that stopped at her thighs. He wasted no time, he quietly snuck up and convered her mouth and struck her unconscious.
 When she woke, she felt her hands restrained. She was sitting up right against her bed with her hands restrained above her head with handcuffs. She looked around and saw a figure standing in the dark. The figure moved and turned on the ligh, showing Jason standing there with an evil grin.
 "J-Jason!?" She exclaimed quickly. He didnt say a word and walked to the side of the bed. "Let me go!" She cried out "Now!"
 "I will, after I take something of your's" he said staring between her legs. Her eyes widened instantly
 "N-NO, please no!" She cried out
He didnt say a word. He placed his hand on top of her beast and trailed his hand down to the seam of her shorts. He looked into her eyes, seeing her fear as she continued to yell.
 "Shut the fuck up bitch!" He said with a hard slap across her face. Her cries of fear, turned to cries of pain. He slapped her again "I said shut the hell up!" She tried to quiet her crys, she didnt want to be hit again.
 He slid his hand deeper into her shorts feeling a few wisps of hairs. "Hehe, nice, now lets check that pussy of yours" Veronica pulled her legs in close and shut them tight tryin to prevent Jason from gaining access. Jason just laughed and slid his middle finger into the tight hole.
 Veronica couldnt believe the man she once loved was now having his way with her. "Stop please, Im a virgin!" Jason only smiled and started to move his finger in and out of her virgin slit. She had masterbated before and even as being raped her urges still grew and rose. She started to grow wet as he finger fucked her, being careful not to break her yet.
 Veronica closed her eyes in disgust with what was going on as well with her body betrayal. She was starting to moan slowly when he removed his wet finger from her damp slit.
 "Your a tight little girl" Jason said as he climbed on the bed and pulled out a knife. Veronica immediatly screamed. "Aw shut up damnit! Im not going to kill you!" He placed the knife to her throat, "Unless you give me a reason..." She shut up immediatly, except for her whimpers. He took the knife and started to cut away her shirt from the bottom until he got to the collar, then with his bare hands ripped the shirt the rest of the way open. Her clevage was now exposed, only her black bra concealed her. Without hesitation he cut her bra off and tossed it aside. Her breasts were perfect, her tiny pink nipples just waiting. He leaned down and started to suck on them and massaging the other one with his hand. She couldnt believe it but she was actually enjoying it and let a little moan out on accident.
 "So the little bitch loves it eh?" He pulled back and squeezed both of her now erect nipples as she moaned louder. He starts to trail his tongue around her nipples and down her body to the seam of her pants. He sat up and grabbed her shorts and started to yank them off. Veronica closed her legs to try and keep him from removing them, even though her body betrayed her, she still had her dignity. He punched her stomache and the wind escaped her along with the fight in her legs. He pulled them off to reveal a pink pair of panites, now damp with her wetness. He laid down between her legs, placing his mouth over her pussy and sucked her the final article of clothing into his mouth and proceeded to remove them. As her underwear passed over her toes she quickly rose her foot and kicked him in the face. The force sent him back and off the bed. He let out a grunt of frustration and stood holding his face.
 "Your going to fucking pay for that!"
 "Let me go! Your going to be the one in trouble, not me!" She cried. He grabbed her feet and held them still as he climbed back on top of her. "Your already in trouble." He said angrily. He leaned down and slid his tongue deep into her pussy and shocks went through her body. He proceded to lap and lick her pussy as she began to moan louder with every passing minute. Soon she felt an orgasim starting to swell within her body. "Ahhhhh"
 He started to pay extra attention to her clit now. She couldnt control herself now as she wrapped her legs around his head and forced him deeper into her. His pace quickened and she let out a loud scream as she began to cum. Cum flowed into his mouth as every jolt of the smaller orgasims followed. He pulled back, his lips coated with her juice. "Such a little girl with so much in her."
 She just sat there breathing heavily, cum still dribbling out of her slit. She had never had an orgasim so big. He leaned closer and forced a kiss onto her lips. He held her head still as she tried to move away as the taste of her own juice start to transfer to her. Veronica looked up to see him now removing his jeans and boxers. "Now its my turn!" He said revealing his erect 8inch cock.

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This is my first story so let me know what you think. Also any suggestions or ideas for part 2 feel free to email me  justmejp89@aol.com

MY TRUE STORY

ashish on Forced Stories

Hi I am sasi kala from chennai. I read all the stories and I thought of posting my own true story. Now I am 32 and I am married and I got a girl baby. I hailed from a very poor family. My father died when I was 7 and my mother was the one who struggled hard to live . After my 12th I got a seat for nursing in a college in chennai. And I was very lucky to get a job in a hospital in Saudi as soon as i finished my nursing. The agent charges us Rs.40000 to get the job. My mamma got the money for the interest of 5% per month. I was told that I will be paid qr1200 that is about rs 10000. I was very happy for this is going to be the first time to see so much money.

Finally I was in Jeddaha. They picked us from the airport and we where sent to the camp. There I met few of the seniors from

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india. We got the intorduction. Then they asked me that I have sex experience. I was shocked to hear from them these words. I said no and why do you ask. They said it is a tough time for you and left. I was very much afraid then.

The following morning we where sent to general medical check up. It was amazing for it was a male who was doing the check up. I was upset. It was my turn and I went inside. He was checking for my pressure sugar etc. and finally he asked me to lift my sari for he wanted to check for the infection. I refused but he said there is much more things going to happen in the hospital and if you are not ready they will send me back to india. I remembered the interest my mamma is paying and i just laid in the bed. The man took advantage of my situation and he started rubbing my body. This was the first touch from a stranger and I started shivering. he placed his finger in the edge of my sari and slowly started lifting it up . I just closed my eyes so as the episod will be over soon. I could feel his hand caressing my calf muscle and then going further up. i started to weep. he lifted my saree so as my panty was visible. He rubbed it for a while and I could feel some strange feeling in me. he removed my panty down and was examining it and said you are still a vergin. he said you are so beautiful with great figure and you are very clean. He then added now you are sellected and you can join this hospital. Welcome to the new world and if you co operate you can earn a lot. And then sent me out.

How did you like my first experiance. Please comment so I can share more of my experiance to you
I was happy on onside for the confirmation I got for the job and on the other side nervous about what is going to happen. They gave me 2 set of uniforms and ask me to join the duty the other day.

The next day I was ready with my uniform. I noticed the gown was little above my knees as I was tall . Yes I am 5.8" tall. Luckily they gave us the stockings which was till the middle of my thighs and i was little happy. I looked my self in the mirror and the uniform was great on me . It was a right fit and I could say a little tight for my breast was a bit squeezes and bulging. The other co workers commented on me while I was having the breakfast.

The van picked us to the hospital and it was a general duty for us on that day. They have annouced the shifts will be there only from the next day, The first day of my duty was normal with the introduction of the people and know about the areas etc.

I was also introduced to a egyption doctor and he was the chief. He had a rough voice and was very commanding. One day he called me to his room and started shouting. I did not know the reason for his shouting and started weeping. He slowly came near and send something in arabi and wiped my tears. he gave me lots of advices of how I have to be at the hospital and he also said I have to co operate with the doctors and slowly he placed the hand on my shoulderd has if patter me. I did not know what to do and I was standing still. He was very tall about 6.3" and had a good body. He might be in his mid 40's. He very well knew that I am on mercy of him and could not do anything other than weeping. He slowly moved his left hand and directly placed the hand the right breast of mine. I was shocked and my legs started shaking. He said it should be 36 and started pressing it. First the pressing was less and then it became hard I nearly screamed. Tears started flowing and I was bitting my lips to stop crying loud. Both his hands are pressing my breast and squeezing. After some time he removed his hand and I thought he will let me go. But he gently slaped my face and when I opend my eyes he asked me to latch the door and come back. I pleaded him to leave me and he gave me another slap hard on my face and electric shock went through my nerves. He warned me that either I shuold co operate or get out of the country with the trail over some cooked up crime. I had no other go but to latch the door. While I was latching he came back from behind and started miling my breast. I could feel his man hood between my crack. I was just standing with the tears. His left slowly traced it way to my left cheek of my butt. He was tracing the crack of my ass and suddenly he slapped it hard. I jumped at that insteant. He was laughing with joy.

He told me that i will get such slaps if I do not react. He then grabed my hair and pushed my head to his crouch. He ordered me to undo the zip. I hesitatingly undid hid zip. He was wearing a boxer short and I could see the his monster making a tent. He pulled my hair hard and said I have to suck it and without his order I have to make him happy and warned me of further slaps. I touched his dick it was very fat and long and as soon as I was touching it , it was becoming more stronger. I said to myself do it to avoid slaps. I took the tip of the dick in tongue. He then pushed my head all the way into my mouth and in my throte , I couldnt breath. He was then pulling my head back and front with the speed and hissing. This went on for a while.

He then ordered me to show my ass to him and then to bent forward pushing by ass backward. He lifted the gown and he could see my white panty. He took the surgeon knife and I could feel the coolness in the crack of my ass as he was cutting them. He was please with my creamy round fleshy ass , ge gave me a light slap on the cheek. He took some creame and applied nicely to my virgin cunt and then to his dick. He tried to insert it to my cunt but mine was too tight. He order me to lift my ass a little further and to spread my leg and he pushed his organ inside. It was a torture and I started screaming as the monster hid inside my cunt. He was apllying all the force without mercy. Once he was fully in he gave me some time to breath and then started pulling and started reciprocating. The pain slowly vanished and I could feel I am wet and his jerks became faster, He was ridding me very fast and I could feel the heaven . I started moaning as he riddig the cunt. His hands were pearcing my fleshy hips and pushing and pulling them. He abused me with all the words . He was calling me a whore and I am fit for this. He said that I am only a meat for him with lots of hole and he could use them as he likes. And so on. This went for about 15 minutes and he pulled the monster out and turned me roung to face his dick and put it in my mouth and the splashed the sperm in my mouth and face. Then he relaxed.

He then order me to clean myself and proceed my nursing work. He gave me a diamond ring on that day and said he was pleased. He order me to come to his place any time when he calls.

My legs were sore and tired , I managed to get up and walk out of his office.

readers Let me know how you liked it. And I will post more of similar insidents.

Tamining The Neighborhood Prick Teaser

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Driving past my neighbor John's house, I saw the usual neighborhood gang gathered outside the gargage for drinks. Somehow this ritual got started months ago and was now an ongoing routine.

I pulled into my own driveway grabbing the mail on the way and headed into the house. I quickly scanned through the mail and fixed myself a drink before heading down to John's to join the party.

John and his wife Beth were there along with BJ, Willie, Karen and her boyfriend Jeff. Everyone had known each other for years except for Willie. He was a big black guy who had moved into the neighborhood about nine months ago who had quickly became one of the

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gang with his easy going personality.

As I joined them I discovered their conversation was about an upcoming cruise. John and his wife Beth were going on a three week cruise with Karen and Jeff to the Bahama's. When I asked Karen abouth her daughter Danielle, she said "she didn't want to go and was staying home".

Now Danielle is something else. She's a little over 18 with long blond hair and a dynamite tanned body. On a scale of 1-10, she was definately a 10. Usually she could be found laying around the pool in her skimpy string bikinis that barely covered her snatch or grapefruit sized breast. I had always thought she was a stuck up prick teaser and couldn't believe Karen allowed her to be virtually naked all of the time. Willie thought the same thing. Afterall, we had discussed her numerous times at Karen's pool parties and what it would be like to fuck her brains out.  

It had been several hours since I had joined the party and I was starting to get a slight buzz. Everyone else appeared more buzzed than I was especially Willie and John. John was trying to get me to agree to take care of his dog Max while they were on the cruise. Now Max was a large boxer and was a pretty good dog except for the fact that he was always trying to hump someones leg.

Karen's daughter suddenedly joined the party and as usual she was wearing one of her skimpy string bikinis. In the early twilight she appeared totally naked and started my cock twitching. I glanced at Willie and saw him staring at Danielle too, with an evil look in his eyes and knew what he was thinking.

I had several more drinks while continuing to sneak glances at Danielle when our eyes met. She had a "in your dreams" look with a sly smile on her face as she suddenedly squatted down next to the cooler. With her legs spread open, my cock really began twitching and I felt precum ozzing from its tip. John continued to pester me about watching Max and I finally agreed as I quickly finished my drink and left.

As soon as I got inside the house I released my rock hard cock and feverishly began jacking off as I pictured Danielle squatting beside the cooler. It was long before I shot a massive load all over the place. I cleaned myself off and stumbled to bed exhausted.

During the next several weeks the gatherings continued at John's. Danielle continued to show up from time to time in her string bikinis or other skimpy and seductive outfit. One night Willie clearly stated "one of these days I'm going to fuck that little tease".  A short time latter, Karen and Jeff were near talking when we heard Karen telling Jeff to make sure he "got the lock on the sliding glass door fixed" before they left. As Karen went to get another drink, Jeff was muttering "I'll fix the damn thing when we get back". Willie looked at me with a smile and went to fix a drink.

The day of the cruise finally arrived and John, Beth, Karen and Bill were on their way. Two nights later Willie called me up and invited me over for a drink. When I got there Willie was pretty shit faced and kept talking about Danielle being a prick teaser who needed a good fucking.

What he said next completely stunned and shocked me. He suggested we rape her!! I couldn't believe what I was hearing when he suddenedly blurted out "Hell, we'll even let Max fuck her, that damn dog always trying to hump something, let's let him have some real pussy".

The thought of fucking Danielle, even if it was rape got my dick twitching. Thinking about Max fucking her was even more exciting and my cock was soon rock hard tenting my shorts.

Then the thought of getting caught and going to prison hit me and I began to dismiss the idea completely. However. Willie began to lay out his plan and my perverted mind was soon drawn to his idea like a magnet.

His plan was simple......we would blackmail her into silence. We would take pictures of Willie and Max fucking her. If getting fucked by a black wasn't enough then pictures of her fucking a dog should do the trick. We would threaten to put copies throughout the neighborhood and around her work. The more I thought about Willie's plan the more I like it. Besides the excitement and thill was to strong to ignore.

The next night I went to Willie's and we fined tune our plan. I discovered he had already confirmed the lock on the sliding glass door was still broken and I silently thanked Jeff for being lazy. He showed me some nylon stocking, a stun gun with adjustable voltage, a big ass knife, exam gloves, some cloth straps and a vibrator. I had brought my new digital camera and some extra memory cards.

We watched as the lights at Karen's house finally went out and Willie said "lets give it an hour" as my cock started twitching in anticipation. My palms were sweaty and my throat was dry when Willie said "lets go". 

We crept into the darkness and I unlocked John's door retrieving Max. We then quickly went thru the gate to the pool  next door at Karen's. As I left Max outside, Willie silently slid the patio door open and we entered.  We were already familiar with the interior layout having been here at Karen's many parties and we made our way to Danielle's bedroom.

The door was partially open and you could clearly see Danielle's sleeping body clad in a bra and thong. The moonlight outside the bedroom window clearly revealed the strings as they disappeared between her ass cheeks and I felt my cock begining to harden.

Willie quickly pounced on our sleeping prey giving her a quick shock from the stun gun. Startled, Danielle started to scream when Willie backhanded her hard putting the knife against her face. Danielle had a terrified look on her face as Willie told her "scream bitch and your face will look like a Mississippi road map". She was now whimpering as Willie told me to tie her up. I quicly took the cloth straps and tie her arms as legs to the corners of the bed.

Willie was trailing the knife tip along Danielle's sobbing face when he suddenedly cut her bra and thong strings. Willie pulled his shorts off and the biggest black cock I've ever seen sprung free. Danielle's eyes widened in fear as Willie asked her if "she was a virgin". She didn't respond and Willie backhanded her again causing her to shake her head no.

Willie then said "well now bitch your going to get a real cock" as he placed his massive cock head against her lips. "Suck my cock bitch" as Willie roughly forced it past her lips. Danielle was struggling with his massive size when he reached for the vibrator and jammed it into her shaved pussy. Danielle was now trying to resist and Willie placed the knife tip against her cheek.

Danielle slowly attempted to suck Willie's massive cock as I began shooting pictures. Her mouth was stretched to its limit as Willie slowly rocked back and forth feeding her more and more of his cock. After what seemed like hours, the vibrator was begining to have it's effect. Danielle was now trying to thrust her hips up to meet the constant buzzing in her pussy. The look of terror on her face was now replaced by one of lust as her body began to respond to the assult on her pussy.

Willie told me to untie her interrupting my picture taking. Once untied, Willie pulled the vibrator from Danielle's now drenched pussy and quickly buried his massive 11 inch black cock to the hilt. As he began to wildly fuck Danielle she became a wild women. Her hips were frantically thrusting up to meet Willie's lightning strokes as she began screaming "fuck me you black bastard, fuck meeee harder" I was snapping picture after picture when Danielle threw her legs around Willie's back, locking her ankles as she tried to force more of his black cock inside her.

As I continued my picture taking, I noticed a cassette deck on the dresser. Finding a blank tape, I began to record Danielle's lustful screams as I thought it would go great with the pictures. Danielle was now wildly clawing at Willie's back as she began screaming "I'm cumming, god I'm cummmming" as her body trembled with a massive orgasam. Willie's staying power was amazing as he coutinued pounding Danielle's inflammed pussy nonstop. Soon she was again screaming "I'm cumming you black bastard, I'm cummmming, god fuck meee" as another orgasam tore through her body.

With Willie still wildly fucking Danielle, I went to get Max and put him in the bathroom outside the bedroom. I returned to the bedroom just in time to hear Willie yell "here it cums bitch as he blasted load after load of cum deep in her pussy. Danielle was yelling "fuck meee" as another orgasam ripped through her abused body. Willie pulled his now limp cock from Danielle's stretched pussy as his cum poured out forming a large puddle on the bed.

I made my way to the bed and placed my rock hard cock against Danielle's lips as she eagerly began sucking it with gusto. From watching the wilding fucking earlier I knew I wouldn't last long and quickly blasted my own massive load down her throat. 

Willie now had the vibrator buried in Danielle's inflammed pussy again as he offered her his half erect cum covered black cock. As Danielle greedily began sucking Willie's cock, I went to get Max.

Returning I saw Danielle wildly sucking Willie's cock as she had became more accustomed to his size as he worked the vibrator in and out of her swollen pussy. Willie was on his back with Danille leaning over as she tried to deep throat him.    

Max had smelled the heavy smell of sex in the air and was dancing around as his cock began to emerge from its fur covered sheath. I continued to snap pictures as best I could while trying to hold Max back when he suddenly broke free and jumped on the bed.

He quickly mounted Danielle's back and was wildly stabbing air when his dog cock hit it's mark and he buried himself inside Danielle.  Max's ass was a blur as he slammed in and out of her swollen pussy and she soon responded to his wild thrust. I was amazed at Max's speed as I knelt next to the bed for a better angle. The pictures I was now taking clearly showed the entire scene with Danielle now a willing participant.

Willie was now forcing more of his cock down Danielle's throat as he cum, yelling "swallow it bitch, swallow" causing her to gag. With his massive cock firmly embedded in her mouth, cum squirted from her nostrials as she tried to breath. I had beautiful closeup pictures of Willie's black cock buried in Danielle's mouth with a glazed lustful look in her eyes. There was no way she could deny who was in the pictures.

Willie pulled his limp cock from Danielle's mouth as cum ran from the corners of her mouth and she gasped for air. I snapped several more great shots and turned my attention to Max.

Max's wild assult was continuing at a wild pace and Danielle now had her ass up thrusting back to meet his assult. His knot was now visible as he struggled to force it past her abused pussy lips. Danielle had basically collapsed on the bed with her ass in the air yet still meeting Max's wild thrusting.

His grapefruit size knot was repeartedly being slammed against her swollen pussy lips when he was finally able to get it half way in. Danielle's body trembled as she screamed "I'm cummmming again". And Max gave one more hard thust, finally burying the entire knot inside her pussy. That caused Danielle to scream again as another massive orgasam ripped through her body.

Max started howling as he blasted his dog cum deep in Danielle's pussy while she moaned incoherently. With Max's knot still firmly embedded in her pussy, I went into the den to borrows Karen's computer. I hooked up the camera and printed about 20 good close up shot and returned to the bedroom.

Danielle was completely exhausted and was sleeping as Willie and I dressed and gathered our "tools". I placed the pictures by the phone with the note I printed warning her what would happen if she called the cops or anyone else.

We took Max and left her lying there in a cum covered bed when Willie said smiling "that prick teasing bitch has just became our sex toy". and we headed back to his house.

Three days later I was at Willie's house when we saw Danielle pull in her drive. Willie got the cassett tape I had recorded and called Danielle while I listened in on the extension. Danielle answered and Willie said " Danille this is Willie, I got something for you to listen to" and he began playing the tape.  

There was silence as the tape played Danielle's lustful screams. When we heard her screams of "fuck me you black bastard", Danielle started crying. Willie told her to "shut the fuck up" and to "remember what would happen with the pictures"  that she was now his "fuck toy". She was still softly crying when Willie said "have your ass here in an hour bitch, I want some more of that tight young pussy" and he hung up.

A little while later there was a knock on the door and there stood Danielle. Willie told her to come in as we both unzipped our pants and pulled out our cocks. Danielle closed the door and walked in  softly crying................. 

 

The Prize

jezlady on Forced Stories

            She huddled in the darkness, squeezed in tight in the tiny hole behind the casks, holding her breath for fear of discovery. Footsteps echoed in the darkness. They were searching for her. They won’t find me here, she thought. The fact that nobody had ever been able to discover her hiding place made her feel safe even with the hunters on her heels. As long as she stayed quiet and didn’t give herself away, she would be safe. Footsteps wandered all around the large cellar, some even came quite close, but nobody found her. They started to move away

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when two sets stopped at the cellar entrance.

            “Stay here,” a gruff voice ordered. “If she runs this way grab her.”

            “Yes, sir,” a deep voice answered.

            She cringed even deeper into her crevice. There was nowhere else to go. She was trapped here now. Maybe she could slip out of her hiding place unheard and smash something over the man’s head, she thought. She waited an interminably long time before she slid forward and uncurled her legs, letting them slide over the edge of the hole. Her legs felt numb as she slid down to stand on the cold hard-packed dirt floor. Silently, she tip-toed down the length of the cask and peeked around the end of it then jerked back with a gasp. The man was a huge mountain! She would never even be able to reach his head. Stifling a sob she snuck back to her hole and climbed back in. After waiting for what seemed like hours she heard footsteps again.

            “Have you seen or heard anything?” Gruff Voice asked.

            “No, sir,” Deep Voice replied.

            “There’s someone here,” another man said thoughtfully. His voice was soft but the sound of it sent chills through her.

            She heard them moving around the room again so she pulled tighter into her hole and held her breath. When she couldn’t hold her breath any longer she let it out slowly, softly. Then she breathed through her nose in small, shallow breaths.

            “I know you’re here, little one. I’ll find you sooner or later. It will go easier for you if come out now.” His voice was soft and warm like a good sherry on a cold evening. But there was something sinister underneath that warmth which made her shiver. “Come to me now, little one, and I’ll protect you.” His steps grew near as he wandered through the cellar. “Make me come for you and you’ll regret it.”

            She started to crawl out of her hiding place but hesitated. How could he possibly know where I am, she wondered. He’s trying to lure me out, she decided. She remained where she was.

            “I don’t like to be ignored,” he said softly.

            She screamed when she felt his hand on her arm. In vain, she tried to pull away but he had an iron grip on her and refused to let go of his prize. He pulled her forward with a mighty yank and she slid out of the hole, landing with a thud on the floor at his feet. The fingers of his free hand wrapped around her other wrist and heaved her to her feet. He shoved her roughly against the wall, pinning her there with his body, towering over her.

            “You are quite the prize, aren’t you?” he whispered, his breath hot in her ear.

            He held her without difficulty even though she struggled against him. Her arms were slowly pulled above her head and easily held in place with one of his hands. His other hand slid down her side then back up to caress her wet cheek. Her face was suddenly gripped in his hand and he forced her to face him.

            “I don’t like wasting my time chasing after little girls,” he hissed at her. “I should give you to my men and be done with you.”

            “Please,” she whispered on trembling lips.

            He smiled evilly down at her. “Are you begging for my men?”

            Her eyes grew wide with fear. She tried to shake her head but he held her firmly in place. “No,” she finally whispered.

            “Then what are you begging for?” he demanded.

            “My-my honor, sir,” she whispered, tears spilled over her cheeks as she stared up at him.

            He could feel her tremble under his hands. Was that truly what she was so frightened of, he wondered. Her hands were still trapped above her head by his left hand. He slowly let his right hand wandered down her side and across her chest. When he squeezed her tit she bit her lip and squeezed her eyes shut. Fresh tears poured down her cheeks.

            “Please…,” she begged him in a whisper.

            She was shaking violently now. He leaned down and pressed his lips to hers, forcing her mouth open and snaking his tongue into her mouth. She moaned and shook under him. His question answered, he slowly pulled away from her and stared down at the frightened girl. The bright blue eyes and auburn hair were a beautiful contrast. Her petite frame, small stature and all those luscious curves tempted him beyond measure. He pulled a piece of coarse rope from his pocket then jerked her away from the wall, twisting her around so she faced the wall with her arms behind her, toward him. He quickly tied her wrists together with the rope then pulled her with him as he started out of the cellar.

            She saw two other men as he drug her past them toward the cellar door. He stopped at the door and turned back to them. She saw them staring at her.

            “Have you managed to round everyone else up?” he asked them.

            “Yes, Lord,” Gruff Voice answered. “We have twenty-seven counting her,” he replied, nodding in her direction.

            “And you’ve put them where?” he asked.

            “They’re in shackles in the great hall. I thought you’d want them all together for now.”

            “Yes.” He looked down at her as he added, “And since they’ve no proper dungeon…”

            “We’ll fix that, Lord.”

            “I’m sure you will,” he replied, pulling her out of the cellar after him.

            She studied his broad shoulders and light hair as he led her through the passages and back up to the main levels of the old keep. He had a thick mane of blonde hair which just brushed against the top of his collar, broad shoulders and high cheek bones. His strength was evident in his grip but the muscles in his arms stood out on display as well. She let her gaze rake over him and take in the bulging muscles of his chest and in his legs. He was not a heavily built man but he was lean and strong and very tall.

She thought he would take her to the great hall since that’s where his man had said they’d taken everyone else. Instead, he led her past it to a smaller audience chamber off to one side. Once there, he shoved her into the middle of the room and stared at her in silence. When she thought she could take no more he began to stalk around her, staring at her from every angle.

“So, little one, what do I do with you now?” he purred to her.

She stared at the floor in front of her toes and remained silent. The feel of his hands on her ass made her jump and squeal. When she tried to pull away from him his hands slid around her waist and down to grip her abdomen. He pulled her back against him and held her there, his cheek pressed against her wet one. She could feel his bulge pressing into her back.

“Where do you think you’re going?” he whispered in her ear.

She whimpered and turned her head away from him, pressing her face into his shoulder. His hands slid down, his fingers played lightly at the tops of her thighs. The thin material of her long skirt didn’t seem like much protection from his pressing hands.

“You’re mine now,” he whispered to her. “My prize for our little game in the cellar.”

His left hand slid between her legs and grasped her pussy while his right hand wandered up her body to grasp her left tit.

“Please, sir, no!” she cried.

“What would you give me instead?” he asked softly without releasing his hold on her.

“S-s-sir?”

“I tracked you and found you. I deserve something for my effort. If not your body, then what?” He shifted his position behind her so that his hard shaft rested against her bound hands. His hips began to move in a slow rhythm as he waited for her answer, rubbing his covered, engorged member against her hands.

“Please, sir, I’ve never…” she cried, trying to pull free of his hold.

“Maybe you should,” he replied with a laugh.

Suddenly, he released her and she fell away from him. She turned to see him pull a knife from his belt and start toward her. Instinctively, she backed away from him. He reached out and grabbed the front of her skirt, easily pulling her to him.

“Stay still or I’ll cut you,” he warned as he reached behind her.

He cut the rope binding her arms and pulled her arms forward. Holding her wrists together in one hand, he put his knife away then pulled her hands apart. Forcing her hands down he rubbed her hands along his thick, swollen prick while he stared down into her eyes.

“You’re belong to me now. You’ll do whatever I tell you.” His voice was soft but held a hard note. “What’s your name, little one?”

“Mira,” she whispered.

He smiled at her and her breath caught in her throat. Even though she was terrified of him she found him most handsome. He forced her wrists together, her hands circling his cock and held her wrists with his left hand. His right hand raised to caress her cheek then slide around to the back of her head. He fisted his hand in her hair, holding her head fast then slowly lowered his lips to hers. As he kissed her he forced her lips apart and slid his tongue into her mouth. When he finally broke the kiss and pulled his hand from her hair he slid it down to grope her tits.

“Well, Mira, you may be a virgin now, but that won’t last the night.” He watched as terror filled her eyes. “I’ve decided you’ll be my concubine for now. I rather like the look and taste of you – so far. If you please me tonight you’ll be my concubine. Otherwise, you’ll be my pet.”

He walked her backwards to a column in the middle of the room. There he pulled her arms over her head and tied them around the column. His hands squeezed and pinched her tits.

“Wait here, love. I have a few other duties to attend to. I’ll come for you when I’ve finished with the rest of your horde.”

He turned away from her and disappeared through the door he had drug her through earlier. She hung her head and cried, waiting for his return.

 

Lord Braeden strode through the old keep talking with his men. He placed sentries and blocked all the entrances. Then he left the rest of the defenses to his head sergeant and returned to the great hall. He wanted to see what exactly they had. The twenty six women they’d captured were all chained together with some chained to columns where their shackles would allow it. They sat on the floor in rows as he walked among them, all looking up at him with hatred and fear. When he finally saw the one he was looking for he motioned to Captain Morgan. The man moved forward immediately.

“Lord?”

“Bring Lady Kate to the center of the room,” Braeden instructed the young captain.

“Yes, Lord.”

The man hurried to do as he was ordered while Braeden walked away through the crowd. The captain released the woman from the rest of the group she was chained to and pulled her to her feet. He led her through the other women following the route Braeden had taken. She was led to the center of the great hall where Braeden stood waiting for her.

“You have nerve, Braeden!” she called to him.

“I tried to reason with you, Kate. You refused my offers. I warned you.”

“Go to hell!” She spat at him and landed her mark on his chest.

He smiled at her. “Really, Kate, so childish.” He backhanded her, nearly knocking her over. “You should have taken my offer. Now you and all your followers will pay for your folly.”

She smiled at him and shook her head. Her eyes traveled over the crowd of women. “Not all, Braeden.”

He glanced around the room with a look of mock concern. “Oh, you mean Mira?” he asked as he turned back to her.

A look of shock fell over her face. He smiled evilly.

“She’s waiting for me in the other room.”

“No,” she whispered. Her voice gained strength, “I don’t believe you.”

Braeden shot a look at the captain then gave a quick nod toward the door to the room where his other captive waited. The man disappeared. He quickly came back with the small woman trapped in his arms, her wrists bound in front of her.

“You see, Kate?” Braeden reached out and ran the back of his hand over Mira’s cheek. “She’s my latest prize.”

“No, Braeden, please. She’s an innocent.”

He smiled at Kate. “Not after tonight, she isn’t.”

He motioned to the captain and the man took Mira back to the room he’d found her in then returned to Braeden’s side.

“It’s over, Kate. You’re all mine now.”

“Please, Braeden, I’ll do whatever you want, just let Mira go.”

He stared at her for a long moment with narrowed eyes. Finally, he signaled the captain and the man released the manacles from her wrists.

“Strip,” Braeden demanded.

Kate stared at him for a moment then slowly disrobed. When she was completely naked he signaled the captain and the man removed the pile of clothing.

“Get on your knees, take out my cock and suck me,” Braeden ordered.

Kate swallowed hard then knelt in front of the man she most hated. Her fingers slowly worked the laces of his breeches until his cock was finally free. She slowly took him in her hands and started to rub up and down his long, thick meat. When she saw his hand start to move toward her, she lowered her head and slipped his prick between her lips. She slowly licked her tongue up the underside of his cock as she sucked, her hands gently squeezing his balls. He stared down at her malevolently as she sucked him. Her ministrations began to stir his loins and he grew in her mouth. His hands went to her head, his fingers tangling in her long, dark hair. His eyes slid shut, his face magnificent in his enjoyment of her mouth. He held her head tight to his groin as he spurted his seed deep into her throat. She pushed desperately against his hips to no avail, he held her tightly in place. When he finally finished, he released his hold and she fell away from him, gasping for air.

“You will service all of my men the same way you have serviced me.” He stared down at her with cold, hard eyes. Turning his head to look at a young sergeant behind the captain of his guard, he gave his next order, “You will see that she does as she’s told. Take her to each man and make sure he is serviced.”

“Yes, Lord.”

When Kate started to climb to her feet, Braeden knocked her on her ass.

“You will crawl, Kate of the Hollow, like the bitch you now are.” Braeden turned back to the sergeant. “Make sure she obeys. Once she’s finished with the other men, she’s yours to use however you want.”

“Th-thank you, Lord.”

Braeden turned back to the captain, ignoring Kate and the sergeant.

“As for the rest, strip them. Call me when they’re all bare. I want them standing in a line with their hands bound behind their heads. You know the procedure.”

“Yes, Lord.”

The captain headed for the front of the room to follow Braeden’s orders as his lord returned to the room where his prize waited. He put his deflated cock back in his breeches and relaced them as he walked across the hall.

Mira warily watched the broad-chested man as he prowled around the room. He hadn’t spoken to her since he’d come back into the room. His eyes strayed her way often but he remained silent and he hadn’t touched her again. Finally, he pulled a chair close and sat down, staring at her.

“You’re a complete uninitiated, aren’t you?” he asked softly.

“I – I don’t understand,” she whispered.

He smiled at her, studying her face. “You know absolutely nothing about sex do you.”

She turned a bright red and diverted her eyes, turning her face away from him. “No, sir,” she whispered.

His laugh was soft and gentle, making her turn her head back toward him to sneak a peek. He lifted his right leg and propped his foot against the pillar she was tied to. His leg brushed against her hip, causing her to wiggle in an attempt to move away from him. He laughed again.

“You’re not going anywhere, pet.”

“Please, sir…,” she whispered, pleading with her eyes as much as her voice.

He moved his foot to rub it along her hip and leg. Slowly, he got to his feet and leaned in close to her, his hands on the column on either side of her head.

“I can’t wait to get you in bed, pet,” he whispered before pressing his lips to hers. His mouth made a trail down her throat to her shoulder as his hands kneaded her tits.

She tried to fight against what he was doing to her but she didn’t understand any of the feelings he aroused in her. Before she could stop it a low moan escaped her throat as she trembled under his hands. He chuckled softly in her ear.

“I’ll make you cum a thousand times tonight, pet.” He pulled away from her to stare down at her. “Would you like to try it now?”

“No, please, sir, please leave me alone.”

“Never,” he said with a laugh.

He turned at a knock on the door.

“Come,” he called.

The captain of the guard opened the door and stepped inside. “They’re ready for you, Lord.”

“I’ll be right there.”

“Yes, Lord.” The captain turned and quickly left the room.

“Perhaps a little later you’ll be ready for your first orgasm.” He pinched her nipples then strode from the room.

He walked with the captain of the guard up and down the line of naked women, posed the way he liked them. They all had their hands bound behind their heads and their legs were forced apart by at least four feet with long rods. He studied each woman carefully, grasping tits from time to time or caressing or slapping an ass cheek. Finally, he pointed out a blonde, a woman with long brown hair and one with silky black hair. They were removed from the line and pulled aside. Then Braeden turned to the captain.

“Which is your favorite, Captain?” he asked.

“Lord?” the captain asked, startled.

“You must find at least one of them desirable. Which is your favorite?”

They strolled along the line until the captain stopped in front of a small, young brunette.

“I find her most attractive, Lord.”

“Then she belongs to you, Captain. You’ve earned a reward this day.” Braeden smiled down at the girl being released from the line of other women. “You’d better please him well, bitch.”

“Thank you, Lord,” the captain replied as he took possession of his new property.

“As for the others, disperse them to the men as you see fit. When the men are finished with them, put them in the new dungeon when it’s finished. Take those three to Harlin and tell him I said they need to be leashed. He’ll know what to do. When he’s finished with them, bring them to me in the master suite upstairs.”

“Yes, Lord.

Braeden started to walk away but stopped and turned back. “Captain, don’t disturb me until morning if at all possible. I’m sure you can handle things here.”

“Yes, Lord.”

He strode across the room and went back to the side chamber to retrieve his prize. Mira flinched visibly when he reached up to release her wrists from the column where she was bound. He merely laughed and pulled her arms down, tying them in front of her, adding a long piece of rope to her bonds.

“Well, pet, it’s time to go upstairs now. We’ll finally have some time to ourselves.”

He led her from the small chamber into the larger great hall and slowly walked through it, letting her look around at her naked sisters. Deliberately walking slowly so she could see all that was happening, he led her to the stairwell on the other side of the room and started up it. He stopped when he heard someone call out to him.

“Braeden, you promised!” Kate screamed at him from the other side of the hall. She was on her knees in front of one of the foot soldiers staring at him in blind hate.

“No, Kate, I never promised anything. You only assumed. I already told you, you’re all mine now, including Mira.” He pulled Mira to him and ran his hands over her bodice, gripping her tits roughly. “I look forward to training her, Kate.”

He turned and led Mira up the stairs, ignoring Kate’s screams and Mira’s sobs. They walked the length of the upstairs hallway and entered the master suite. He shoved Mira inside and followed her then closed the door. She stood inside the large suite and wondered what he would do to her now. His hands fell heavily on her shoulders and she flinched, trying to pull away from his touch. He laughed at her fear.

“You may as well get used to it, pet. I’ll be touching you a lot over the next few hours. Perhaps even over the next few days if you satisfy me well.

He jerked her back against him, holding her tightly to him. His right hand firmly gripped her left tit while his left hand slid down between her legs. She could feel his hard rod pushing into her back and shivered.

“I hope you’re not cold, pet, because you’re only going to get colder in a few minutes,” he whispered into her ear. “When you undress for me.”

“No,” she whined. “Please…no…”

“Oh, but yes, pet. I want to see and touch all of you.”

His hands roamed over her squirming body. Suddenly, he pushed her away from him. She tripped over the hem of her skirt and fell to the floor. Looking up at him with tears spilling from her eyes, she waited. He pulled his knife from his belt and squatted in front of her. Then he reached out and cut the ropes binding her hands. Putting his knife away, he stood back up and stared down at her in silence.

“Get up,” he ordered.

She slowly did as she was told.

“Remove your skirt.”

“Please…”

“I’ll not tell you again,” he warned. “Take it off.”

She reached behind her and slowly undid the buttons then let it fall to the floor, pooling around her ankles.

“And the shoes.”

She kicked off her slippers and waited. He held up his right hand and crooked his finger at her, indicating that he wanted her to come to him. Slowly, she moved forward. When she was within reach, he grabbed her arms and pulled her to him. His left arm wrapped around her waist and held her in an iron grip while his right hand slid down to gently caress her hips.

“You feel wonderful, pet.”

“Please, sir…” she begged.

“You’ll feel even better before I’m done with you,” he promised, a gleam in his eyes.

He shoved her away from him and motioned with his left hand. “The shirt, take it off.”

She sniffled as she tried to stifle a sob. Slowly, she lifted her blouse over her head and let it fall to the floor to join her skirt. Now standing before him in only her underwear and camisole she felt totally exposed. When he stepped toward her she instinctively took a step backwards. He reached out and grabbed her wrist, pulling her into his arms.

“Don’t even think about trying to run from me,” he hissed as he lifted her into his arms.

He strode through the suite, carrying her to the big four poster bed in the next room. He laid her on the bed, carefully placing her in the middle of it. He climbed onto the bed and crawled across it to her. Placing his legs on either side of her stomach he knelt over her and leaned back on his heels, letting his hands wander over her flat stomach up to her round breasts. His eyes never left hers as he squeezed and kneaded her tits.

“Will you behave yourself, pet, or do I need to tie you down?”

“Please, sir…”

He stared at her trembling lips, a smile playing on his own mouth.

“Answer me, pet. Will you behave yourself?”

“Y-yes.”

He smiled down at her then leaned forward to kiss her. Pulling back far enough to look down at her, he whispered, “Good.”

His lips found hers again and slowly forced them apart so his tongue could slide into her mouth. He gently fondled her nipples as he explored her mouth with his tongue. She was breathless when he finally pulled away from her. He sat back on his heels and pulled his shirt off over his head then tossed it aside. She gasped at the sight of his bare, broad chest. He smiled broadly at her.

“Do you like what you see, pet?”

She didn’t know how to respond, how to answer him. Her eyes drank in his muscular frame as they slid up his body to meet his own blue eyes. The amusement that sparkled in his eyes brought a timid smile to her lips. His fingertips lightly trailed down her arms as he stared down at her.

“It’s okay, pet. You can say what you think,” he whispered.

“Y-you’re beautiful,” she replied, her voice barely audible.

He threw back his head and laughed. A look of joy filled his face when he looked at her again.

“I’ve been called many things in my lifetime, pet, but never that.”

“I’m sorry, sir,” she whispered, rushing to make amends for her mistake.

He tenderly clasped her face between his hands and leaned close.

“You’ve no need to apologize, little one. I like the thought of being beautiful.”

His lips found hers again and he kissed her deeply. She trembled under him when his tongue plunged into her mouth and his hands wandered over her body. He pulled away from her at a knock on the suite door. He raised up and looked down at her somberly.

“Don’t move.”

She shook her head and lay perfectly still when he climbed from the bed. As he crossed the room and strode across the sitting room to the door she turned her head to watch him. He jerked the door open and spoke with another man for a moment. His voice sounded harsh and gruff to her. Then he moved aside and another man stepped into the room followed by three of her sisters. The women were naked with their hands bound behind their heads. She couldn’t see what was going on but something was strange about them. Her new master spoke to the man a few minutes then the man left and her master led the bound women into the bedroom where she waited.

“Well, pet, we have company,” he said. He motioned to her to sit up as he sat down next to her on the bed. “I’ve obtained a few more pets and I need to know their names. You will tell me.”

Mira stared in horror as he pulled on three gold chains he held in his hand. She followed the chains from his hands to the three women standing a few feet in front of him. The gold chains were attached to each woman by a set of three other chains running to rings embedded in their nipples and clits. The chains coming from each of these rings were fastened to a larger ring which attached to the leash that her master held. He pulled on one of the leashes and a small blonde woman stepped forward.

“Tell me what she is called.”

“Sabree,” Mira whispered.

He pulled on another leash and a brown-haired woman stepped forward.

“Her name?”

“Gesme.”

He pulled the third leash and the black-haired woman stumbled forward.

“She is?”

“Naoly.”

“Good. Which would you like me to fuck first?” he asked.

“S-sir?”

“Either I fuck you or one of them. Since I assume you don’t want to be fucked yet I’ll have to make do with one of them. Which shall it be?”

“I – I can’t…”

“If you don’t pick one of them, little one, it will be you that I fuck tonight.”

Mira stared in horror from her sisters to this man who’d captured her and claimed her for his own. She could not condemn a sister to his mercies. Slowly, she shook her head from side to side, tears flowing freely. Suddenly, Naoly fell to her knees at his feet.

“Please, Lord Braeden, let me service you. I will pleasure you all through the night.”

He smiled at the note of desperation in her voice.

“Have you ever pleasured a man before?”

She swallowed hard before answering him. Slowly, she shook her head. “No, Lord, but I will do my utmost to make you happy.”

He arched an eyebrow as he stared at her. Finally, he turned his gaze to the other two women.

“Have any of you ever pleasured a man before?”

“With my hands and mouth, Lord,” Sabree answered.

“Yes, Lord Braeden,” Gesme answered softly.

He chuckled softly as he stared at them. “The secrets Kate held,” he mused aloud. “Very well, Naoly, you may share my bed this night. But, Mira my pet, you will watch and learn.”

Braeden rose from his seat on the bed and started to lead Sabree and Gesme from the room. He turned back to his other two captives.

“Don’t move, either of you,” he ordered them.

He led Sabree and Gesme back to the sitting room and fastened their leashes to a nail in the wall. They could sit or lie on the floor if they chose to but he made sure they were secured away from the furniture in the room.

“Don’t even think about trying to leave. I’ve locked the door and I have the only key. I’ll kill you if you try to take it.” He turned to go back to the bedroom then stopped and turned back to them. “And stay off the furniture.”

He went back to the bedroom and pulled Naoly onto the bed by her leash. After he positioned her on her back he wrapped her leash around a post in the metal headboard and removed his boots and breeches. Mira gasped when his cock leaped free of its prison. He smiled at her as he climbed between Naoly’s spread legs.

“This is what you will do for me, little one,” he said, staring at Mira as he lowered himself between Naoly’s legs. “Please me and I’ll make sure you enjoy it as well.”

He turned his attention to the woman beneath him, slipping the head of his prick between her pussy lips. He leaned forward on his elbows and brought his hands up to grasp her tits. His fingers pinched and twisted her nipples while he pressed his lips against hers, sliding his tongue into her mouth to duel with hers. His right hand slid down to pinch her clit, his left still playing with her tits. When she started to moan and squirm under him he pushed his cock into her warm depths until he felt a barrier block his way. He pulled back then pushed in savagely as he crushed her tit in his hand. She screamed against his mouth and tried to push him away. Braeden refused to release his hold on her but he remained still for several seconds. When she relaxed under him he started to move in and out of her again. She rolled her head from side to side, pulling free of his lips.

“Please, Lord, stop,” she panted. “Please, it hurts.”

“The pain won’t last,” he whispered to her without breaking his rhythm.

Slowly, her groans of pain turned to moans of pleasure. He felt the tension building in her and pinched her clit as he nipped at her nipple. She screamed out her pleasure, exploding in orgasm beneath him. He couldn’t hold back any longer and shot his load deep inside her. Once he had emptied his seed into her he collapsed on top of her. They both lay panting for several minutes. Mira lay next to them, transfixed in wonder and horror.

Finally, Braeden dismounted Naoly and pulled Mira into his arms. She shivered in fear against him. He shushed her and turned her away from him so her back was against his chest. Spooning her to him, he wrapped his arms around her and held her close.

“It’s your turn for some pleasure, little one,” he whispered.

“Please, sir,” she replied, her voice so soft he almost didn’t hear her. The tremble in it brought a smile to his face.

“I won’t hurt you, Mira. This time will only be pleasure.”

He grasped her right tit with his left hand as he snaked his right hand into her underwear. His fingers gently rubbed her inner thigh then slowly slid up to barely touch her pussy lips while his other hand played with her nipples. She slowly relaxed against him and started to moan in pleasure. He found her tiny nub and squeezed it then rubbed it softly. As it started to fill with blood and swell he slid a finger into her wet hole. Her moans were making him hard again and she could feel his prick pressing against her back. His hands never stopped their ministrations and suddenly she felt a strange tingling, warmth deep in her groin.

“Uh, uh,” she grunted.

“Yes, little one,” he whispered in ear. “That’s it, pet. Let go and enjoy the feeling.”

“No – uh, uh – oh, oh, oh, oh…”

“Cum for me, pet,” he whispered to her.

“Oh, pleeeaaasssse, ohhhhhh!”

He felt her tighten around his fingers and clinch her legs tightly together as she exploded into her first orgasm. Holding her tightly to him, he let her cum on his hand then slowly, as she came down again, he gently removed his fingers from her and caressed her slit lovingly, kissing her neck.

“You did very well, little one,” he said softly.

“Is it always like that?” she panted.

He chuckled softly. “Sometimes it’s even better.”

She turned in his arms to lay on her back, her hands idly playing against his bare chest.

“If it feels so good why did Naoly scream and say it hurt?” she asked in a soft, innocent voice.

His hand played through her hair as he stared at her.

“The first time, pet, is painful for a woman. After that, it doesn’t hurt anymore – if done properly.” He kissed her cheek and started to turn back to Naoly.

“But it didn’t hurt me,” she whispered.

“Mira, it will hurt the first time you actually have sex,” he said softly. “All I did was pleasure you. I haven’t entered you yet. When I do, it will hurt.”

She turned away from him and buried her face in the pillows. He sighed and stared at her for a moment then finally gathered her in his arms.

Holding her close he whispered softly, “I’ll be as gentle as I can, little one.”

He released her and turned back to Naoly, his hard cock ready for release again.

Orchestrating My Rape

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I had been attracted to Ruben since the first time I met him. Something about the way his smirk played on his full lips, I suppose. I don’t really bother taking the time to figure out what exactly attracts me to certain men. I just enjoy the new cock to tease. Except, I’m not really a cock tease. I’m a flirt. And a slut. Big difference.
 
I hadn’t really been able to do much flirting with him the night we met. My boyfriend was there (boy, he sure cramps my style) and I wasn’t sure of the relationship my friend had with him. As a matter of fact, it was some time later before I confessed my attraction to my friend. My friend knows me well. And apparently she knows him well too. She grinned wickedly and said she’d put us in touch. But not
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before she’d let both of us know what a surprisingly good match we were sexually. I learned that he liked to give it rough. Really rough. What luck! I like to take it rough. Really rough.
 
We began to email back and forth and chatted a bit on the phone. We were getting to the stage where we might set up a meeting when my friend called me and told me I’d hit a brick wall with him. Ruben had been waiting to hear about a promotion. It was almost a sure thing and then one day he heard that it might fall through. He’d spent much of the day thinking dirty thoughts of the things we could do together. But when he heard that the promotion might fall through, he prayed. He promised God that if he just got this promotion, he wouldn’t even screw around with me. And guess what? He got it. If I were a man, I’d call that a cock block. Dammit. But I’m not one to push someone to do something they don’t want to do, so I let it go, leaving the offer on the table.
 
It was some months later when my friend brought him with her to a BBQ. He’d brought her on his motorcycle and I was dying for a ride. So I got him to take me out for a spin. I enjoyed the feel of having my arms wrapped around him. There’s nothing like the sensation of having your body pressed closely to someone you’re attracted to, and we were pressed tight. As tightly as I could manage, actually. But I was good. He wasn’t making any flirtatious comments or movements of his own, and I wasn’t going to waste time flirting where I wasn’t wanted so I kept my hands to myself. The next day my friend told me that he’d half expected me to go for the ‘reach around’. I laughed. Expected… or hoped? Hmmmm.
 
Over the next few weeks I started flirting. Just a bit. I wasn’t getting a lot back from him, but my friend was able to tell me a few things that let me know it was worth my while. He was kinky. He was rough. And he could be quite the asshole. God, it made me wet just to think of the things he could do to me. I decided it was worth my while to continue the seduction. I knew where the resistance was coming from and I knew what was behind it. Breaking through it would not only be fun and challenging, but extremely rewarding.
 
Time passed and I continued to make suggestive comments whenever the opportunity arose. Which was often enough, I suppose. I kept it light, though, not pushing. It’s just not my style. I had made him promise to take me for another ride on his bike and I knew that getting too pushy might keep that from happening. I had to keep it light so that I could get him alone again. Every so often, I reminded him that he’d said he’d take me out for a longer ride sometime and he generally sidestepped it somehow. A bit frustrating, but all part of the fun, I suppose!
 
Finally, one day, I caught him in a good mood. It was sheer luck that we were both free of our kids and other commitments and it was a gorgeous day. Perhaps that’s why he was in a good mood. I think he was planning on going for a ride anyway so when I asked him yet again to take me along, he finally agreed. I was grinning like a kid when he picked me up. I love anything that goes fast and riding a motorcycle is so much fun that I was excited. I was also really looking forward to actually going for the ‘reach around’ this time. At this point, I figured he’d put a stop to it if he really didn’t want to go there. But I was pretty sure he did. And would.
 
As I climbed on, I situated my hands so that they were underneath his jacket but still right at the bottom. Really the easiest place to hang on since it was hard to get my arms around the bulky jacket anyway. And innocent enough- to start with at least. But it wasn’t long into the ride before I moved my hands up into his shirt and ran them lightly over his chest or firmly gripped him as we went around turns. He made no move to stop me so I continued. Eventually one of my hands went back down towards his crotch. Which was a little fuller than it was at the beginning of the ride. I grinned and casually ran my hand across it a few times.
 
By this time, we had managed to make it high into the mountains along winding roads that were not often traveled. We’d even left the houses behind. I was enjoying the scenery and the tactile sensations when he abruptly pulled to the side of the road, stopped the bike, and slid off in one fluid motion. I sat there for a second and then he took his helmet off so I got off and followed suit. I have to admit I was a bit nervous. It seemed he had decided not to ignore my behavior anymore. I began to wonder if this had really been such a good idea. He wasn’t smiling.
 
As soon as I got my helmet off, he grabbed my arm and pulled me against him. He was an inch from my face as he looked directly at me and said in a low, forceful voice, “So you want me to fuck you, whore?” I managed to keep eye contact, but did not manage to form any words to reply. I broke out in a cold sweat that rushed over my body- everywhere but my pussy, which was on fire. He glared at me and tightened his grip on my arm, turning me around and forcing me to walk ahead of him, down towards a grove of trees further off the road. My heart was pounding and my eyes were a little wild.
 
When we got to the clearing in the trees, he shoved me forward so that I fell to my knees. I stayed there, head hanging down. My body and mind were wrestling with desires. My mind was afraid. I wanted to run. Another part of it was pissed off. I wanted to turn around and kick him in the knees before I did. Another part of me was ashamed that I’d gotten myself into this situation to begin with. And then there was my body, which was alternating between hot and cold sweats, my pussy engorged and burning with desire. My nipples were puckered and hard. My clothes felt so restrictive.
 
I didn’t have long to think, though, before he appeared in front of me, kneeling down to grab my chin and bring it up so that I would meet his eyes again. His grip was tight and it hurt my jaw even though I didn’t fight against it. He considered me for a moment and then sneered as he let go of my jaw and brought his hand around to the back of my head where he grabbed my hair and pulled me up to my knees. With his free hand, he unbuckled his belt and dropped his pants, his hard cock springing out just centimeters from my face. He pulled my hair back so that I was looking up at him and growled, “Open your mouth.” At this point I wasn’t about to try to resist so I did as I was told.
 
There was no foreplay. I wasn’t told to lick or suck or kiss it. He simply shoved his cock into my mouth and started to fuck it. After a few strokes, it was going further back, edging down my throat. I gagged. He didn’t stop. I gagged again, hard. He continued. After a minute or two I was starting to have trouble breathing and began fighting to pull back. He had my hair tightly in his grip, though, and I couldn’t pull my head back as he kept it pushed forward against his crotch. I began to wiggle and pull my body away from him as best I could, pushing against his legs with my hands and he finally pulled his dick out of my throat. I collapsed to my hands and knees and took big gulping gasps of air.
 
He reached down and grabbed my throat, pulling me up to my feet by it. I was limp and not willing to struggle and further restrict my airflow. He used his body to back me up against a tree. “Had about all you could take of that, did you?” he snarled at me. Then he pressed himself tightly against me, pinning me to the tree and almost whispered in my ear, “So, my little slut, do you still want me to fuck you?” 
I felt his rock hard dick pressing into my stomach. One of his legs was between mine and the pressure against my clit was making it throb. Almost involuntarily I began to push back against it, moving slightly. He kept his grip around my throat as he pulled back and met my eyes.
 
“I asked you a question.”
 
I swallowed hard against his hand and dropped my gaze from his. The next thing I knew, his free hand had flown across my cheek, flipping my head to the side. He let go of my throat and I dropped to my knees. He was still right in front of me and his dick was still hard and inches from my face. I brought my hands rapidly to my cheek, where the pain had exploded and I could already feel it starting to swell. I’d never been hit like that before. I almost let out a sob but resolved to remain quiet. He got down on his knees and took my chin in his hand, forcing eye contact again.
 
“Well?” he asked.
 
I stared back at him, not wanting to break eye contact and have him hit me again. It seemed like forever that we were locked in that gaze before I finally nodded slightly, giving in to the desperate ache in my groin.
 
“I want to hear you say it,” he said.
 
I swallowed hard, not even sure if I would be able to croak out the words. I dropped my eyes again and whispered, “Yes… I… please I… want you to fuck me.”
 
He pulled me up by my arm this time, and a bit more gently, then pressed me back against the tree and kissed me. Not softly, but forcefully and passionately. My knees nearly buckled again. Keeping me pinned to the tree with one arm and his body, he reached between us and unbuttoned my pants, pulling them and my panties down past my hips. I could feel the rough tree bark against my ass as he pressed me into the position he wanted. Then he put his arms around me and grabbed the tree and plunged into me all at once. My pussy was so overflowing with juices that there was no resistance and he slid deep inside me on his first stroke. I let out a long, low moan as my body accepted him.
 
He pumped in and out of me at a moderate pace, bringing each stroke back to the tip and then plunging deep inside again. With each thrust I gasped as I could feel the head of his hard dick hit my cervix. He hoisted me up against the tree and I wrapped my legs around his back, allowing him even deeper access. My clit now rubbed against his belly as we moved together and I felt an orgasm building inside me. It wasn’t long before I could feel my vaginal walls start to quiver around his cock as he slid in and out and my orgasm erupted and rushed through my body, making me go rigid against him.
 
He grinned savagely and set me back on the ground, sliding out of me. My tired legs gave out and I landed on my knees in front of his cock again. Except this time it was covered in my juices. I looked up at him and opened my mouth without being prompted. He smiled smugly and once again thrust his cock down my throat. When I couldn’t take it anymore, I leaned back and gasped for air. This time he let me. He even reached down and stroked my hair as I caught my breath.
 
Then I felt him grab the back and pull me up to my feet again. I was tired but came up willingly. He surveyed me for a moment before pulling my shirt off over my head and removing my bra. He smiled as he tweaked my nipples, then grabbed my arm and spun me around, pressing my bare breasts against the scratchy tree. I could feel the tender skin turning red and marked, especially when he pushed my top down, forcing my face against the tree as well, and my ass to stick up further for him. He slipped his cock inside my pussy for a stroke or two and then pulled out again and I felt it pressing against my asshole. Knowing what was coming, I did everything I could to relax my body and prepare for his entry, praying that it wouldn’t be as rough as the entry into my pussy had been.
 
My prayers must have helped because he did slide in more slowly this time, groaning as the tight muscle contracted and loosened in quivering waves around his shaft. It may have been slow, but it was smooth and continuous and it wasn’t long before he was buried all the way into my ass. I could feel his balls brushing against my swollen pussy lips. He began to move in and out slowly at first, eliciting moans of pleasure from me. But he soon began to pick up speed, rocking his hips against me faster and faster, pounding harder and deeper with each thrust. My eyes began to water as the sensations overwhelmed me. My face and breasts were being rammed against the tree over and over and I could feel new scratches forming with each thrust. The pain from that mixed with the unbelievable pleasure that was churning deep inside my bowels and sent me over the edge as I orgasmed again, sending those rippling contractions around his cock. I felt it get harder and he suddenly thrust it so deep inside of me that it stung and I could feel warm rushes of his cum pouring into me. His moan became a growl as he finished. He didn’t pull out right away, though, but stayed pressed tightly against me. My legs were giving out and I desperately wanted to get my scratched skin away from the rough tree bark. Finally, he backed off slowly and I felt his cock slide out of my ass, leaving just a little trail of fluid behind.
 
I used my hands to push my body away from the tree before straitening up. I stood on wobbly legs for a minute before turning around to face him. When I did, I found him watching me. We simply stared at each other for a minute, expressionless, not sure what to expect. Finally, he broke our gaze and stepped forward, gently taking me in his arms and kissing me. It wasn’t a long kiss, but it was enough. I knew it was over, for now, at least. He had pulled up his pants already so he helped me locate my clothes, which had been tossed carelessly all over the clearing and I dressed slowly. I leaned back against the tree and smoked a cigarette, both of us still surveying each other but silent. When I finished, he motioned for us to head back to his bike and we got on and took off toward home. When he dropped me off, he kissed me and then pulled me close by the back of my neck and growled into my ear, in the same low tone I’d first heard him use when we stopped at the clearing, “I’ll see you again soon.” Then turned and rode off. My stomach tensed and did a small flip and my mouth went dry.

Danny's Dream - Chapter Three

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Danny’s Dream

Chapter Three

 

            A tall, muscular black-haired man rushed at Danny and Kade when they re-entered the room where the party was in full swing. The man grabbed Danny by the arm and grinned broadly at him.

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            “She’s a great fuck, Danny. Thanks for the invite!”

            “Glad you’re enjoying yourself, Nels.”

            “So where have you two been? Having a private party of your own?” Nels asked with a wicked grin.

            “No, you didn’t miss anything,” Danny replied. “I was just showing Kade my favorite pet and he helped me with a little punishment for another slave.”

            “You’re holding out on us?!”

            “No –”

            “But you just said you have another slave,” Nels interrupted.

            “Actually, Nels, I have three more slaves.”

            “Three?!”

            “Yes, three.”

            “You wouldn’t happen to have any cut little boys running around somewhere would you?” Nels asked innocently.

            Kade and Danny exchanged a glance.

            “Actually, I do have a boy-toy and you might be interested in trying him out.” Danny caught Nels by the arm and led him into a nearby room. Kade followed closely.

            Danny flipped on a television monitor hanging in the wall and directed their attention to it.

            “His name is Matt. What do you think?”

            Nels gawked at the screen which was focused on Matt’s limp form. Danny focused in for a close-up of Matt’s face then slowly panned down his naked body. He could hear Nels’ breathing speed up as he stared at the screen.

            “So? What do you think?”

            “I think he’s beautiful,” Nels whispered. “Is he a good fuck?”

            “Don’t know. The ladies seem to appreciate him.”

            “You haven’t fucked his ass yet?” Nels asked in absolute shock.

            “Nope. As far as I know he has a virgin ass.”

            “Omigod!. How much is this going to cost me?” Nels cried as Kade started to laugh.

            “Well, how about ten thousand and I get to video it?” Danny replied.

            “That’s all?”

            “And I get to watch,” Kade interjected.

            “I want him now,” Nels demanded.

            “You got the money with you?”
            “Are you kidding? I always carry cash with me. I’ll go get it and be back in less than five minutes.”

            “You want me to bring him up or do you want to see the dungeon?”

            “Hell no, bring him upstairs.”

            “I’ll have him ready for you then.”

            The three men left the room. Nels went to get his money while Danny gave Kade directions to the room he would be bringing Matt to. Kade headed for the appropriate room while Danny went to get Matt.

            Nobody even glanced up when Danny entered the dungeon again that evening. He went straight to the chains the held Matt in such a strained position. He unlocked the chains and slowly let Matt back down so his feet were flat on the ground. Then he unfastened the chains from Matt’s nipples and untied the ropes from around Matt’s hands. He cuffed Matt’s hands behind his back and fastened a lead chain to his collar then silently led him from the dungeon.

            As they started up the stairs to the main house Matt’s curiosity got the better of him and forced him to ask questions.

            “Where are you taking me?”

            “You’ll find out soon enough, boy.”

            “Do I get to entertain at you little party too?”

            Danny spun around and slammed his fist into Matt’s unprotected and unsuspecting stomach. Matt doubled over and fell to his knees on the steps, all of the wind fled from his lungs. As he slowly recovered he silently climbed to his feet.

            “Don’t ever question me, slave.”

            Danny led him to a room where three airbeds were fastened to the floor inside what looked like large dog kennels. In the middle of the room a large table sat as the only piece of furniture. The table had several rings along the edges and in the middle where it would be convenient to hook cuffs and chains to hold someone down. Matt saw a large, squat man with blonde hair standing to one side of the table. It was the same man who’d been downstairs with Danny earlier, Matt realized. A tall, muscular black-haired man stood on the other side of the table. Danny led him to the nearest end of the table and stopped. The dark-haired man stared intently at Matt.

            “This is Master Kade,” Danny said indicating the squat blonde man. “And this is Master Nels. You will obey them as you obey me. If you do not, you will be punished. Do you understand?”

            “Yes, Master,” Matt replied softly, his voice belying his nervousness.

            “Master Nels is most anxious to meet you,” Danny continued as he passed Matt’s lead chain to Nels. “He has paid for your services.”

            Matt’s eyes flashed to Danny before quickly dropping to the floor again. He swallowed hard but stayed silent and did not move. Nels slowly wrapped the lead chain around his hand as he stepped ever closer to Matt. When he stood within a few inches of the other man he reached out and ran his hand up Matt’s restrained arm, across his shoulder and down his well-muscled chest and stomach.

            “Aren’t you just the most beautiful thing ever,” Nels purred. “So easy on the eyes, so nice to touch.”

            He turned his head to look back at Danny as his hand slid down to Matt’s trapped dick.

            “Is this really necessary, Danny?”

            “I suppose I can take it off for now if you’d like.”

            “Yes,” Nels replied as he turned back to Matt. “I’d like.”

            Danny pulled a key from his pocket as he stepped toward Matt and Nels. He quickly unlocked and removed the chastity belt from Matt then stepped back out of the way. He again lifted the video camera and aimed it at the pair next to the table. Matt flinched as Nels wrapped his hand around Matt’s now-free prick.

            “That’s much better.”

            Nels started to work on Matt’s meat, rubbing and massaging his cock and balls as he lowered his head to nibble on Matt’s neck. Matt swallowed hard and closed his eyes, not sure what to do. Nels reached up and removed the lead chain from Matt’s collar and tossed it away, freeing both his hands to roam over Matt’s body. Nels slowly stalked around Matt going completely around him in a circle, his hands roaming all over Matt as he went. Once he was back in front of Matt he pulled Matt’s head forward and planted his lips against Matt’s. He forced Matt’s lips open and stuck his tongue inside Matt’s mouth, groaning loudly. He slowly pulled away and moved down to kiss and suck at Matt’s tormented nipples, making his way around Matt’s body to his back.

            He finally shoved Matt forward so he was bent over the table. Kade reached forward and attached Matt’s collar to a ring in the table, effectively locking him into place. Nels took the opportunity to drop his pants.  Matt could feel Nels’ hands running up and down his back. Then, suddenly, the other man’s hands were on Matt’s ass, pulling his butt cheeks apart.

            “No!” he cried out as Nels inserted a finger into his ass.

            “He’s so fucking tight,” Nels commented. He glanced over at Danny. “You weren’t kidding. He is a virgin ass.”

            “You want some lube?”

            “Probably should. Otherwise I’ll tear him up.”

            “Kade, in that top drawer over there against the wall.” Danny motioned with his hand, not wanting to stop the video camera.

            Kade turned and retrieved the lubricant, handing it to Nels.

            “Thanks.”

            He spread a generous amount on his now erect prick. Then he squeezed another generous amount onto Matt’s exposed butt and shoved the tube into Matt’s asshole and squeezed.

            “No! Don’t!” Matt wriggled and tried to pull away but Kade held him down and his collar, fastened to the table, also helped prevent him from being too mobile.

            Satisfied, Nels lined up his prick and started to push inside Matt’s asshole, drawing terrified screams from the young man being assaulted.

            “Calm down, boy, and it’ll be easier on you,” Kade finally growled at him.

            “Jesus, don’t do this! God, stop! Stop it!” Matt’s bound hands curled into fists behind his back as Nels forced his way into Matt’s butt.

            When he was finally all the way in, Nels stopped to rest for a minute while Matt lay against the table in shocked, pain-filled silence.

            “God, he’s sooo fucking tight,” Nels moaned. “He’s wonderful. I think I’m in love.”

            Nels slowly started to move in and out, butt-fucking the bound man under him. He quickly increased his speed and suddenly jerked when he spurted his load inside Matt’s intestines, screaming his joy.

            “Oh, Christ! He’s great!” Nels collapsed on top of Matt and rested, waiting for his prick to relax and his breathing to slow.

            He finally raised up off of the bound man and pulled his pants back on. He turned to Danny with a gleam in his eyes.

            “If you ever – ever – want to sell him, you fucking call me.”

            Danny smiled as he lowered the video camera.

            “I will keep that in mind, Nels. I’m glad you enjoyed it.”

            Nels and Kade went back to the party as Danny laid the video camera aside and approached Matt’s still form. He slapped his hand down on Matt’s bare ass but grew concerned when he received no response. He quickly unfastened Matt’s collar from the table and was surprised when Matt charged him. Matt rammed his head into Danny’s stomach, knocking him to the floor.

            “You fucking bastard! You sick, mother-fucking bastard!”

            Matt charged Danny again when he tried to climb to his feet. Danny was again knocked off balance and fell to the floor. Matt was still screaming at him when Xi slapped the tazer against his bare ass. He jerked and fell to the floor, stunned silent. Danny stood up and walked over to Matt. He stared down malevolently at the other man. Then he slowly drew back his foot and swung it, kicking Matt hard in the abdomen.

            “If you ever attack me again, I will fucking kill you.”

            Danny quickly fastened the CB3000 back onto Matt then lifted the limp man over his shoulder and carried him to the dungeon below. He strapped Matt’s ankles into restraints fastened into the wall so that Matt was facing the wall. Then he lifted a still-limp Matt and cuffed his arms above his head so that Matt was bound against the wall spread-eagle, facing the wall.

            “I’ll give you your punishment after the party. Just so you can be thinking about it, you’ll be getting fifty lashes.” Danny spoke in a very calm, quiet voice as he hung a cat-o-nine tails from a ring directly in Matt’s line of sight.

            Danny returned to the party upstairs and watched as his guests used Angie repeatedly. His groin ached as he thought about Carrie, locked away downstairs. He wanted her in his bed now but knew he would have to wait until after his guests had left. He moved around the room, slowly mingling with the other men. They all had mostly good comments about what a great fuck Angie was. He turned to gaze at her and noticed she no longer resisted their advances. He slowly nodded his head. Good, he thought, she’s finally breaking. Two down, two to go. He would finish Matt tomorrow with the whip. Then he’d have to find a way to break Jenny. He was determined to make them all his.

            The party was finally winding down as the men slowly left in small groups. Kade, Jimmy and Nels were the last to leave.

            “Thanks for a great time, Danny,” Jimmy said as he pulled his slave behind him. He grinned as he added, “If you need anymore help with your little slut just call me.”

            “Sure will,” Danny replied, slapping Jimmy on the back of his shoulder.

            “Call me sometime,” Kade said softly. “We’ll go up to the cabin.”

            “I may do that.” Danny shook Kade’s outstretched hand then released it as his friend left the house.

            “I was serious earlier, Danny.” Nels stared into Danny’s face. “If you ever decide to get rid of Matt I want first offer on him.”

            “I’ll remember, Nels.”

            Danny closed the door behind the last of his guests and turned to his silent house. Finally, he thought as he headed back to party room to retrieve Angie. He grabbed her lead chain and tugged her behind him. He ignored the fact that she was covered in cum and led her back to the dungeon. He silently chained her to the wall and headed straight for Carrie. He unhooked her lead chain from the wall and tugged lightly on it.

            “Come with me, pet. It’s time for our own private party.”

            She silently followed him from the room. He led her up the stairs to a large bedroom. There was a giant California king size four poster bed in the middle of the room with mirrors all around the room and over the bed. To one side of the bed stood an old fashioned stock which had been updated with padding, on the other side of the bed was an odd shaped item that looked like a chair with the seat cut out. It looked like the chair could be adjusted to recline back. There were various chains hanging around the room as well as all kinds of whips and paddles. Carrie began to shiver when she saw the dark implements of pain.

            “Don’t worry, pet, I won’t hurt you. At least not too much,” Danny crooned as he slid his hands up her arms. “As long as you obey me I won’t have to use most of what you see here.”

            He turned her to face him and released the lead chain from her collar then firmly planted his lips against hers. He forced her mouth open and slid his tongue inside her mouth. When he got no response from her he pulled away and slapped her.

            “I expect you to respond to me,” he snarled at her then pulled her close again.

            When he again kissed her and forced his tongue into her mouth she tentatively pushed her tongue against his. He moaned softly and let his hands roam over her. He finally pulled back enough to let his hands slide over her shoulders, pushing the straps of her negligee down her arms, his eyes hungrily devouring her bare shoulders. He slowly slid the gown down her body, revealing her breasts. His hands immediately covered her tits and started to work on her nipples as he leaned down to nibble on her ear and neck. His hands slid down her body pushing the garment down until it finally pooled around her ankles, leaving her standing naked in front of him. He stepped back away from her and admired the view.

            “You are one gorgeous bitch, pet.” He held up his right hand and waggled his finger at her. “Come here.”

            She stepped toward him. He slowly backed away from her and she followed him as he moved around to the side of the bed. He pulled the blankets back and sat down then reached for her hands, pulling her down next to him. He lifted her hands over her head and pushed her back onto the bed.

            “Stay.”

            He stood and leaned over her, running his hands over her body. Suddenly, he lifted her and shifted her position so she was lying lengthways on the bed. He fastened a pair of cuffs around her wrists so she was snuggly pinned to the head of the bed. Then he got to his feet and retrieved a soft flogger from one of the walls and returned to the bed. Her eyes grew large when she saw what he had in his hands. He slowly stroked the flogger up and down over her body, causing her to wiggle across the bed.

            “You aren’t listening,” he said softly. “I told you to stay. Now I’ll have to restrain you and punish you.”

            He grabbed her right ankle and quickly fastened it to a cuff that was chained to the corner post of the bed. He stepped around the foot of the bed and grabbed her left foot, cuffing it to the other post. She now lay trapped with her legs spread open to him. He moved back to the side of the bed and picked up the flogger again. He slowly ran it up and down her body again, teasing her. Suddenly, he flicked it hard against her abdomen causing it to crack against her skin. She screamed out a second later.

            “Don’t ever disobey me, pet.”

            He struck her repeatedly with the flogger, never striking her harder or softer than the first blow. After fifteen strikes he laid it aside and stripped off his clothes to reveal his hardon. He climbed onto the bed between her trapped legs and lay down on top of her. Gently, he stroked her face then slowly let his hands wander down to play with her tits.

            “I’ve been waiting all evening to have you, pet,” he said softly as he jammed his hard cock into her.

            “Ooowww! Pleeeaaaasssse, dooonnn’t,” she whined.

            “Please don’t what?” he asked. His words matched his strokes into her.

            “Please don’t, Master. It hurts.”

            “I don’t care, pet. I want you.” He continued to pump her as her tears slid from her eyes and her head rolled from side to side.

            The pace of his strokes quickened and he suddenly jerked as he spewed his cum inside her. He pumped everything he had into her before finally falling against her to rest. When he had caught his breath he raised himself up on his elbows to stare down at her.

            “You’re my favorite, pet. You’ll be spending a lot of time in this bed so get used to it.”

            “But…,” her eyes were wide as she stared up at him.

            “But what, pet? Don’t you like it when I fuck you?”

            “I don’t want to get pregnant,” she answered hesitantly.

            “You won’t,” he replied. “Xi puts birth control in your food every morning. While you may skip other meals occasionally, you will never miss breakfast.”

            He laughed when relief flooded her eyes.

            “I want you for sex, pet. I don’t want you fat with child.”

            He got up from the bed and put the flogger away. He came back to the bed with a vibrator and belt. He fastened the vibrator into the belt then slipped the belt around her hips. He carefully pushed the vibrator into her vagina and fastened the belt in place. He turned the vibrator on then moved to the foot of the bed. He released her feet from the cuffs and returned to his previous position next to her on the bed. He turned her over onto her stomach and placed a large pillow under her abdomen, lifting her ass high into the air. His hands roamed over her butt cheeks before he finally stood and moved back to the foot of the bed and re-cuffed her feet. He pulled a tube of lubricant from a drawer in a table next to the bed then climbed back onto the bed between her legs. He sat on his haunches as he rubbed the lubricant over her asshole and pressed some into her butthole. He then rubbed some over his erect penis and laid the tube aside. Leaning forward, he lined his prick up with her asshole and pushed, drawing a terrified scream from her.

            “Relax, pet, and this will be easier and less painful for you.”

            She tried to follow his instructions but she was terrified. Her body remained tense as he drove his dick further into her ass. She screamed and pleaded with him to stop but he ignored her and continued to push. Once he pushed past her sphincter he stopped to rest. She thought for a moment it was over but then he started to push again. Finally, he was completely encased in her asshole. He stopped and rested again, enjoying the tightness surrounding his meat.

            “God, pet, you’re so fucking tight it feels great. I love fucking your ass.”

            His hands slid up her body to grasp her tits. He pinched and twisted her nipples as he started to move in and out of her rear. She squirmed and screamed as he worked in and out of her but he ignored her cries, enjoying the feel of her. He used her tits as handles to leverage himself in and out of her hole. When his speed picked up he moved his hands to her hips and rammed himself in and out her unmercifully. The tightness and excitement finally overcame him and he could hold out no longer, shooting his load deep into her intestines. When he had finally emptied his load he slumped against her back and grabbed her tits in his hands, breathing heavily from his exertions.

            Finally rested, he got up from the bed and put the lubricant back in the drawer. He repositioned her so she was lying on her back again. He then put another vibrator on the belt fastened around her hips, inserting it into her anus. He turned both vibrators on high. The he laid down next to her and let his hands roam over her body.

            “Okay, pet, your turn. Cum for me, baby.”

            He used his left hand to work her tits, pinching and twisting her nipples while his right hand played in her pussy, pinching and abusing her clit.

            “Nooo, pleeeaaaasssseeee.”

            “Cum for me, pet,” he whispered in her ear.

            His ministrations soon won out over her will and she was quickly caught up in the throes of her climax.

            “Nooo….aaaarrrrrrrggggghhhhhhhh!”

            “Yes, pet! Cum for me!” he screamed with her.

            He pulled his hands away and turned the speed of the vibrators down but she was still shaking. His hands gently ran over her body as he snuggled close to her.

            “I love the way you cum, pet.”

            He rose up on his elbow and leaned over to suck gently on her nipple before climbing from the bed again. He moved across the room and turned out the light then rejoined her in the bed. Snuggling close, he laid his head on her shoulder and nibbled on her nipples.

            “Good night, pet.”

            Carrie awoke to light streaming through a window into her face. She was surprised that she had even slept. All she remembered of the previous night was his constant need for sex. She was so sore between her legs she doubted if she would be able to walk this morning. She slowly realized that she couldn’t feel his hands anywhere on her so she turned her head and peeped through half-opened eyes to discover she was alone in the large bed.

            “Time to get up, pet.”

            She cringed when she heard his voice. She finally opened her eyes to see him standing over her, dressed only in a bathrobe, staring down at her. He had already released her ankles from the cuffs at the foot of the bed so he reached down and released her wrists. He slowly pulled her arms down over her head to her chest, drawing a pain-filled moan from her.

            “We’ll work out the stiffness in the bath, pet,” he said softly.

            He lifted her in his arms and carried her into the bathroom. She discovered the large bathtub had already been filled with water and, to her delight, bubbles. She turned her head to look up at him, her eyes full of questions and wonder. He smiled down at her.

            “You performed well last night, pet. This is your reward.”

            He gently set her in the tub. The water was hot but not scalding and the scent of the bubble bath was gentle but sexy. He stood up and removed his robe then climbed into the tub with her, sitting behind her. He lifted a large sponge from a holder on the wall and began to sponge her back. As much as she hated the idea of his hands on her she began to relax and enjoy the bath.

            “Feel good?” he asked softly.

            “Mmmm,” was her first answer. Then she suddenly stiffened and tried again. “Yes, Master.”

            He chuckled softly behind her. He slipped his hands around to sponge her front, gently working the sore muscles of her arms.

            “You did well last night, pet. I enjoyed our time together.”

            He nudged her forward then pulled her shoulders back so her torso reclined against his chest. His hands slid down to work the sponge against the tender mound between her legs. When she flinched, he kissed her neck.

            “You’ll get used to me between your legs. The soreness won’t last long.”

            He continued to rub the sponge between her legs and across her thighs as he nibbled on her neck.

            “Have you given yourself to me, pet?”

            “Yes, Master.”

            “Will you do whatever I tell you to do?”

            “Yes, Master.”

            “Will you fuck Jenny with a dildo so Matt can watch?”

            She swallowed hard before answering.

            “If that’s what you want, Master.”

            “Will you fuck Matt so Jenny can watch?”

            “Yes, Master. If that’s what you want me to do.”

            He chuckled low in his throat as his left hand slid up to tweak her left nipple.

            “Good girl.” He kissed her neck again then pushed her forward, away from him and climbed from the tub. “Would you like to soak for awhile, pet?”

            “Please, Master?”

            He smiled down at her as he toweled himself off.

            “You have two hours. I expect you to be downstairs for breakfast after that.”

            “Yes, sir.”

            “I’ll leave something on the bed for you to wear.”

            “Thank you, Master.”

            He turned and left the room, smiling to himself, knowing she was totally his. He placed a gauzy blue see-through blouse and tiny denim min skirt on the bed then quickly made his way down to the dungeon and unhooked Angie’s lead chain from the wall. Without a word he pulled her forward out of the room. She followed him silently up the stairs. He led her to the same bathroom she had showered in before and unhooked her lead chain from her collar.

            “You have thirty minutes to make yourself presentable,” he said to her before he turned and left the room.

            She used the toilet and quickly climbed into the shower. She scrubbed at the dry cum covering her body and matted in her hair. When she was finally clean she stepped from the shower and toweled herself off. The door swung open and Danny stepped inside.

            “You look much better, slut.”

            “Thank you, Master,” she replied softly.

            He took the towel from her hands and quickly dried her hair then hung the towel on a nearby rack.

            “Come, your breakfast is ready.”

            He led her to the dining room where Xi waited next to the table.

            “Sit.” She sat down and waited. “You have thirty minutes to eat. I’ll be back in a little while to check on you. Xi will watch you to make sure you behave yourself. Obey her as you would me.”

            “Yes, Master.”

            He turned and left the room, heading back to the dungeon. He turned off the vibrators inside Jenny then removed them from her cunt and ass. Then he released her ankles then her wrists. He then lifted her from the awkward position she had spent the night in and chained her wrists to the wall so she was standing against the wall facing forward. He then shoved the curved table back out of his way and turned to face her.

            “Are you ready to accept me as your master?”

            “Yes, sir,” she whispered through trembling lips.

            “Are you prepared to do whatever I tell you to without hesitation?”

            “Yes, sir.”

            He stared hard at her for several seconds, his hands on his hips.

            “We’ll see.”

            He walked over to the wall where Matt still stood chained and retrieved the whip. Then he stalked back to the middle of the room to give himself plenty of space. Without warning he arched the whip back and sent the lashes sailing forward to rip into Matt’s unprotected back. A second after the crack of the whip, the lashes ripped into Matt’s skin, a second after that Matt screamed. Danny turned to stare at Jenny.

            “Count, bitch. That was one.”

            Matt screamed himself silent through the first twenty. With the loss of his voice, it was hard to tell if the man was still conscious through the next fifteen. The only indication was the slight movement of his body every time the lashes crashed into his back. There was no response at all during the last fifteen. Danny began to wonder if maybe he had gone too far and decided to lighten his strokes. He had declared fifty strokes and he would not back down but he would not strike as hard. Jenny still counted but he could barely understand her words because she was crying so hard. When it was finally over he put the whip away and released her from her bonds, tugging her up the stairs behind him by her lead chain.

            “Please, Master…”

            “Please, what, bitch?” he growled at her. “What the hell do you want?”

            “Please don’t leave him like that.”

            “He will be tended to.”

            He tugged her into the bathroom and shoved her toward the tub.

            “You have thirty minutes to shower. I expect you to be finished when I come back.”

            He turned and left the room, slamming the door behind him. He sagged against the wall once he was out of the bathroom and had the door closed. He had never had someone pass out on him like that before. God, I hope I didn’t kill the bastard, he thought as he headed to dining room. Angie and Xi both looked up at him when he entered the room.

            “Xi, go downstairs and check on boy-toy. He’s received his punishment for the attack last night. Make sure he’s okay and do what you can for his wounds.”

            “Yes, sir.”

            She quickly left the room as Danny sat down next to Angie.

            “Are you enjoying your breakfast?”

            “Yes, Master. Thank you.”

            He reached out to run his right hand down her left tit stopping to squeeze and pinch her nipple. She continued to eat only pausing to sip her juice.

            “Angie.”

            “Yes, Master?”

            “Are you completely devoted to me?”

            “Yes, Master.”

            “Will you do whatever I tell you to without hesitation?”

            “Yes, Master.”

            “Will you fuck Jenny with a dildo so Matt can watch?”

            “Yes, Master.”

            “Will you fuck Carrie with a dildo so I can watch?”

            “Yes, Master.”

            “Will you lick Jenny’s and Carrie’s cunts so Matt and I can watch?”

            “Yes, Master.”

            “Will you fuck me every day in every hole?”

            “Yes, Master.”

            He patted her tit.

            “Good girl. Finish your breakfast.”

            He got to his feet and paced the room glancing at his watch. After a half hour he returned to the bathroom and found Jenny blowing her hair dry. He reached out and took the blowdryer from her, switching it off and laying it on a shelf.

            “That’s good enough. Time for breakfast.”

            He led her to the dining room where she saw Angie sitting silently at the table.

            “Sit,” he ordered.

            She took a seat next to Angie.

            “Angie, fill her plate and feed her. Jenny, you’re not allowed to touch anything on the table.”

            “Yes, Master,” they answered in unison as Xi entered the room.

            Danny turned and stared at her, the question in his eyes obvious to her. She nodded and he stepped close to her.

            “How is he?” he whispered.

            “He’ll be okay. I lay him on the floor and put medicine on his back. He wake up a little so I give him some water and a pain pill. He sleeping right now.”

            “No damage?”

            “No, unless his mind is broken. I think just his spirit though.”

            “Good. I’ll see him later. Watch the girls while I check on my pet upstairs.”

            She gave him a nod as he turned and left the room. Angie carefully fed Jenny but Jenny’s appetite seemed to have deserted her. She kept thinking about Matt and the beating he had suffered through. She wondered if he was okay, how he had even managed to survive such a beating. Her eyes started to tear up at the thoughts of what she had witnessed. Finally, she decided she couldn’t eat anymore and held up her hand.

            “I can’t,” she whispered. “I’m not hungry.”

            “You better eat now,” Xi warned her. “You may not get anything else.”

            “I can’t,” she repeated.

            “Fine. You must go to your room then,” Xi declared.

            She hooked the lead chains to each woman’s collar and led them from the room. To their surprise they did not head back downstairs. Instead, she led them to a large room with three large cages. The cages had beds in them which were fastened down to the floor. Various odd looking pieces of furniture were spread around the room and one very large bed sat in the center of the room. The cages were lined up side by side along one wall with plenty of space on either side for more cages.

Xi led the two women to the cages and stopped in front of them. She typed in a code on an electronic keypad on the first cage and the door sprang open. She unhooked the lead chain from Jenny’s collar and pointed to the open cage.

“In.”

Jenny stooped over and crawled into the open cage. Xi pressed a button on the keypad and the door swung shut, an audible clicking sounded as it locked. The little oriental woman stepped to the next cage and typed in a code on the keypad. The door swung open. She unhooked the lead chain from Angie’s collar and pointed.

“In.”

Angie crawled into her cage and sat down on the mattress. Xi pressed a button on the keypad and the door swung shut, locking into place. The woman hung the lead chains on hooks high above the cages then turned and left the room.

            Danny entered the upstairs bedroom to find Carrie zipping the skirt he had left for her. She had just finished dressing as he came in the door. She dropped her hands to her sides and stood in silence as he stared at her. He gave a little turning motion with his right hand and she slowly turned in a circle.

            “You look beautiful, pet.”

            “Thank you, Master.”

            He crossed the room and retrieved a pair of four inch blue stilettos from the closet. He handed them to her.

            “Try these.”

            She silently slipped the shoes on and stood again for his inspection.

            “Perfect,” he whispered. He held his right hand out to her. “Come.”

            She took his hand and followed him from the room. He led her downstairs to the dining room. Xi had cleared the table and reset it with a fresh meal.

            “Sit,” he commanded.

            She sat down and dropped her hands demurely into her lap. Danny filled a plate and sat down next to her. He took a bite from the plate then offered her a bite. They ate their meal together in silence. When they finished he shoved the plate away and stared at her for several long minutes.

            “I’ve decided that you will have special rites today, pet. As long as I am in the house today, you can roam freely in whatever room I am in. I will not lock you away or chain you up today. If you behave yourself today and perform well for me when I require it you may retain this privilege.”

            “Thank you, Master!”

            He smiled at her honest joy.

            “For now though, I need to attend to another slave, one that was very bad and had to be punished. I can’t leave you alone yet so what do you suggest?”

            She thought for a moment before answering.

            “I could go with you.” When she saw him scowl she tried a different tack. “Perhaps Xi could stay with me?”

            He smiled at her.

            “That’s an excellent idea, pet.” He looked up at Xi. “Take her to the den and stay with her until I return.”

            “Yes, sir.”

            Danny left the dining room and headed downstairs to the dungeon. He had to check on Matt for himself. He needed to know how the other man was doing and, if possible, see if his spirit had been broken yet. When he entered the dungeon Danny noticed that Matt didn’t stir. He lay on the floor in probably the same position that Xi had put him in and didn’t move even when Danny approached him. His breathing was slow and even so Danny thought perhaps he was sleeping. He knelt down next to the prone form and laid his hands across his knees, staring intently at the injured man on the floor in front of him. He studied the nasty red welts and open wounds the whip had left on the other man’s back.

            “Like your handiwork?” Matt whispered hoarsely.

            Danny automatically cuffed him on the back of the head.

            “Like your handiwork, Master?” Matt corrected.

            “Why do you have to be so goddamn obstinate?”

            “We’re people, just like you. We’re not a bunch of toys for you to play with.”

            “Yes you are,” Danny replied. “You’re mine now. You even have a brand that says you’re my property.”

            “Only because you put it there.”

            Danny reached out and gingerly touched one of the open wounds on Matt’s back causing the young man on the floor to flinch.

            “I have cream for your ass if you need it.”

            “No thanks. You’ve done quite enough for me.”

            Danny reached out and smacked Matt in the back of the head again.

            “I think you forgot something, boy.”

            “No thanks, Master.”

            Danny got to his feet and walked to the far wall. He selected a small flogger and walked back to kneel next to Matt’s prone form again.

            “Just wait until you see what I have planned for tonight,” he said as he smacked the flogger across Matt’s back.

            Matt screamed in pain and jerked away from the man next to him.

            “You goddamn sadist!”

            “You will learn that I am your master. When that happens, when you accept me, the pain will end – or at least lessen.”

            Matt raised himself painfully to his elbows and stared defiantly into Danny’s eyes.

            “You don’t own us.”

            “Yes, I do. Carrie and Angie will explain it to you if you ask them.”

            Fear flooded into Matt’s eyes.

            “What the hell have you done to them?” He glanced awkwardly around the room and realized he was alone. “Where are they? Where’s Jenny?”

            “Jenny and Angie are in their kennels. Carrie has earned a day of freedom. She has earned the right to roam freely through the house – as long as she stays in the same room as Xi or I am in.”

            He reached out and grabbed Matt’s chin in his hand.

            “And don’t worry. You’ll see Jenny later this evening. You’ll be watching her fuck me.”

            He tossed Matt’s head away from him as he got to his feet.

            “Are you hungry, boy?”

            “No,” Matt growled in response.

            “Good. Because you won’t be eating today.”

            Danny turned and left the dungeon, heading back upstairs, planning the evening as he went.

What I deserved !

whitegurl4blkmen on Forced Stories

I guess this is more a cleaning of the soul rather than a telling of a  story. I am a very attractive white woman in my early fourties although most people think I am in my early thirties. I am not as slender as I once was but I still have a sexy curvy body with firm perky and pointy tits. I never wear a bra or panties no matter how short my dress or skirts is. My boyfriend and I have been playing this little game for 5 or 6 years where I will dress sexy and when we go out I like to flirt with strange black men. I guess that the black men in eastern NC are not very sexually aggressive because in all that time nothing has ever happened even though my boyfriend has always threatened me that one day a black man was going to make me pay for teasing. Nope nothing has ever happened that
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is until a couple of weeks ago. It was about one o'clock early Sunday morning and it was pretty dead out, I guess from everybody having to be to work the next morning. Anyways I was dressed as usual in my black heels, black thigh-highs, black mini skirt and a dark gray silky blouse with one too many buttons "accidently" unbuttened, and of course no bra or panties. We decided to stop for coffee at a Waffle Shop in a town a couple of towns away from where we live. There was a few cars in the parking lot and as usual we parked way back in a darkend part of the parking lot between a couple of other cars.  We do this as to give me more room and time to walk in case I get a chance to flirt with a black guy coming to or from his car. And besides when I walk in my heels my perky white tits tend to bounce a little drawing a black guys attention right away. It was a little cool this morning and my nipples were hard and erect brushing up against the silk like material. As soon as we walked in I could feel a set up eyes burning the clothes from my body. I looked around and noticed sitting in the back amounst some empty booths a rather large dark skinned black man smiling at me. He was probally in his middle to late 40's and was wearing a nice looking running suit. He did not look like and athelete so assumed it was for comfort. As usual my eyes met his and I smiled slightly and nodded my head. My boyfriend noticed him too so we headed for that section and my boyfriend placed me in the booth so I would be facing the black guy while he had his back to him. I made sure that when I sat down and slid in the booth that my legs briefly parted so that if he was watching he could see that I had nothing covering my bare white little bald pussy. He must have noticed because it wasn't 10 seconds and he was at our booth and invited us to join him "Unless of course you are racist" well that last statement sealed our fate because we certainly did not want to be seen as racist. So we went over to his booth and my boyfriend immidiatly slid into the booth opposite of him but did not slide all the way in so I was forced to slide in next to our new found black friend. Of course when I did my skirt rode up exposing the creammy white skin above my thigh-highs and I put my right arm down and unsuccesfully tried to pull my skirt down a little but when that didn't work I just left my arm laying on my leg like some sort of false safety barrier. Although I knew from his vantage point that he could see inside my blouse and had a full view of my creamy white left breast and dark nipple which he seemed to be enjoying very much.  We all made small talk and I found out his name was Tyrone. About that time the waitress came over and took our order for coffee and she had no sooner turned away to leave and I feel this great big black paw grab me around the wrist and gently but firmly place my hand on his crotch. the shock and surprise made me gasp for air which drew the look of my boyfriend but I quickly regained my composure not sure of how he would respond to something actually happening. And besides it felt like the guy had a damn turkey or something shoved down his pants. While he was still asking my boyfriend questions he discreetly reached down with his other hand and freed himself from his suit and wrapped my little white fingers around his big black cock. It was soooo heavy. My boyfriend is a good 7 to 8 inches hard and probally about 6 inches around when he is hard but this thing seemed to be twice that long and thick and it was still soft. It was begining to grow in my hand just as the waitress brought our coffee over. I was scared to death that maybe she could see what was going on under the table but with him in the corner and me in front she seemed not to notice. It was so hard sitting there with this huge black cock in my hand talking to the waitress as she gave us coffee wondering what she would of thought of me if she knew. After she left we still were making small talk although by this time I know that I being distracted from what most of what my boyfriend and Tyrone are saying because I was having a hard time as this fucking black monster grew to keep it from hitting the underside of the table because it was so big. Suddenly my boyfriend said Honey and I come back to reality and one look into his eyes and I know he has figured out what is going on under the table  and he catches me up on the conversation letting me know that they were talking about old coins and Tyrone has an old 1800's silver dollar out in his car that he would like to show us and he's parked out near we are and my boyfriend wants us to walk out with him and check it out. I said OK and quickly brought my hand back above the table although I am sure that I was blushing as my boyfriend watched me. We then paid for our coffee and walked out into the darkend parking lot. As we reached the other end and got between the two cars suddenly Tyrone placed his hand on my should and spun me aroung to face him as he placed me on my knees before him and he freed that black monster from it's cage and it sprang to life in front of my face slapping me in the foreheaf before it slid down my face and then he grabbed the back of my head and began to work that big black monster into my little white mouth. I could just barely get that big black head into mouth which was now getting wetter by the second between his massive precum and my saliva. As this monster black cock grew I guessed it was somewhere between 10 to 14 inches in length and about as big around as my forearm. He kept pushing that massive swollen cumdripping black cock head closer and closer to the tiny opening at the back of my throat and as soon as I began to think of the impossibility of that he abruptly pulled it out of my mouth and stood me up. Without saying a word he turned me around and pushed my thighs up against the fender of the car and placed his hand on my back and bent me over the hood of the car. I could feel the cool metal of the hood through my silky blouse against my nipples as he pulled my skirt up from behind exposing my vulnerable white ass and pussy lips to the cool air framed only by the black skirt bunched at the top and the tops of my black thigh-highs below. I felt it as he began to rub that massive wet black cock head up and down my little white pussy lips and then the pressure as he leaned into me forcing my poor little white pussy lips to spread further and further apart. I began to feel like I was giving birth backwards when with a determined push my little lips gave away to this giant black invader and his big black cum dripping cock popped inside my tight little white cunt.  With each stroke he would penatrate me a few more inches wetting his big black shaft with a mixture of his precum and my juices. I was completely at his mercy with having my legs pressed tightly up against a six thousand pound car and a two hundred and fifty pound black man behind me pushing his massive black weapon deep inside of me the only thing that could give was my poor little white pussy. The head of his cock felt like a softball that was attached to the thick end of a bat being shoved deep inside of me when I felt so full and knew I could not take anymore I slightly twisted to look back and it seemed like he still had several inches left between my white ass and his black belly, but with each stroke he was closing the gap and my poor little pussy stretched more and more. I looked up in a daze into my boyfrinds eyes who was now standing on the other side of the hood watching all of this and instead of finding mercy only found a pleasurable I told you so look back at me. I tried really hard to maintain my gaze with my boyfriend but as I bit my lip his black belly finally slammed into my white ass I knew that he had just buried himself to the hilt into my poor little pussy and my eyes rolled back into my head with the combination of pleasure and pain flooding my body, I fought to be quiet out here in public so as not to  draw any attention to us but had to bite my lip not to whimper. The best that I could hope for as he began to ride me making sure that every 4th of 5th thrust he buried himself into me all the way is that maybe because we were in public he would only last a couple of minutes...... No such luck, the thought of somebody finding him fucking this prettly little white woman in public must have turned him on even more because he fucked me for a good 20 minutes, even though to me it seemed like it lasted 2 hours before I finally felt this baseball bat inside of me begin to swell to what seemed like the witdth of a telephone pole before I felt this huge explosion of hot wetness inside of me and I knew that he was draining his big black balls of all of his nasty black cum deep inside of me. At that moment I could not even remember if I had been taking my birth control pills on time or had I missed a few days......... Oh no...... please not that. I then felt him start to go limp as this still giant black snake now slithered it way out of me finally slapping against my thigh as it came out. I slowly raised myself off the hood onto trembiling legs and pulled my skirt back down covering my white ass and pussy from the night air even though it still felt like a hot steam bath between my legs. Tyrone handed my boyfriend his business card and said he really enjoyed having coffee with us and that we should call him and meet again sometime but that next time he was going to bring his uncle along next time too. At that he got into his car and left. We went home and had great sex 2 more times that night.  Is it wrong that now all I do is want to meet other strange black men and repeat that night exactly like it happened. I would be interested in hearing from other black men around eastern NC or southeastern VA to see what you think. You can contact me through Yahoo if you want.

My violent rape in the hands of my secretary & my driver.

Orgasm_teacher on Forced Stories

This the hottest true story of my life. I am a married woman. I am a rich woman-doctor and very much sec C.  I am 43 yrs. 62 kg 5-5" 40-32-42 both holes open. I had to face a lot of involvement in to studies of my kids and family responsibilities and all my sexual desire got buried under the family upbringing. Son started going to higher school and later in a hostel, and daughter became young and in a convent. My husband again changed a job and went Middle East at a very good salary. After some time I felt loneliness and my sexual desire became more powerful and unsatisfied. Anyway I still went on with my most busy career of a doctor. In personal life other than patients, I always have to stay alone and close to 2 people through out the whole day. They are my secretary, wh

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o is a compounder - a very ugly looking man, and along with my driver who drives my car and stays at the garage at the courtyard of my house.
One day, my secretary tricked and slipped a book on incest inside my medical journals. In spite of knowing his guilt, I read the book and got impressed by this thinking that man and women what so ever their relation may be are first man and women then anything else. My secretary was alone responsible for this change of my attitude.  My mind got convinced that there is no harm in having sexual relations with any male, as these are safe, trusted enjoyable and doesn’t involve any kind of risk. As my kids are also becoming young and will be looking for same thing out side, which may be problem for family as well as my career of the doctor. 
One day when I was in bathroom, and my towel normally was kept in the bathroom, but that day, my secretary again tricked and misplaced it by stealing it, which I realized when it was too late and I had already completed my bathing inside the bathroom. I, Outside, helplessly I asked my secretary to give the towel to me, after taking the bath and was fully drenched. When he knocked the door I opened the door a little in fully naked condition and he had a glimpse of my naked body and by shame I kept my eyes half closed and for this I dropped the towel, perhaps he only purposely dropped it. He said sorry then he bent a little in such manner that he purposely had  a full view of my 38" breasts. He picked it and put it in my hand I saw him having a full view of my boobs and glimpse of my clean shaved pussy. I was shaking in nervousness. I had nothing else to do also other than this, as I said, I was all alone in the house, as usual, with only this secretary of mine and my driver in the garage of our house. 
When I came out I saw the bulge in my ugly secretary’s pant. As I went to dress up, in nervousness, I forgot to close my room’s door. I turned and bent in my room and found that he was staring me with ugly passion glowing eyes which I can see him having a full view of my big hips and the thin wet nighty cloth which curled in wetness and had put between the slit in my hips, giving a nice shape of my large hips in 2 distinct halves. From the side view I saw him taking a good look at it which was a clear indication that he got excited and possessed ugly intentions towards me.
In the evening he came and told me that he was having a bad headache. Since being a doctor I checked and found that his headache was not internal and not severe, but since he was insisting that he just could not resist and was having tremendous pain, I told him that let me massage your head with oil.(Although I guessed that this was also one of his planes )  He sat in front of me and I started massaging his head and saw that he is having a good look of my boob movement from the deep cut of my blouse, I didn’t have any alternatives and continued my work. He was telling to massage more and the told that his pain was not diminishing even a little bit. I could not understand and went on massaging his head.  Then after few moments I felt his hand on my thigh and I still ignored it. He lifted other hand to clean some falling hairs from his head and touched my boobs, which I did not bothered and showed busyness in massage only. I felt his body shaking a little due to excitement and then I felt placement of his hand on my breasts and on my not taking notice of it he pressed it a little and after some moments he took the full grip of my breast and started squeezing a little and I still kept my self busy in massaging his head. Then I felt his hand going inside my blouse and grabbing my breast very stiffly. I told him what you are doing, he was a little shaken by my action and said some of hairs have gone inside and I am taking out, I looked inside my cleavage and found some hairs inside and since my hands were oily I could do nothing. And I could say anything, He took a few of them out and said that some have gone deep inside and put his hand inside the cleavage and started pressing my boobs. I became extremely nervous and could not understand what was going on, and then he opened the front tich buttons of my blouse and opened the front hook of my bra and freed my breasts. I shouted, ‘what are you doing !!? ‘ He told me that I am your secretary, your servant, but you are too sexy and too beautiful to resist myself, no matter what ever are you. If you protest now and obstruct in my actions, then I will force you and rape you. And if you do not protest then I will give you the world’s most heaviest pleasure, which you cannot even, think off. No one is there in the house to save you. Either way or the other, I am going to fuk you. So pleasure and pain is your only choice. Now choose one, it is absolutely your choice Madam!“       I was shivering, and became helpless and extremely nervous to think of any proper judgment. After a couple of minutes of spell bound ness, I closed my eyes, took deep breaths and nervously and shiveringly I told him in a low and shaky voice, “ Do what you want to do!”    And without wasting any time, my ugly secretary took my one nipple in his mouth and my other breast in his other hand and started licking and pressing them. Then his other hand moved inside my soft thighs and then he inserted inside the petticoat on the mounds of my panty less shaved cunt, which was already opened due to my sitting posture. I was just helpless and was just feeling silently, with moans and deep breathes what he was doing to me. His fingers were moving in and out in my hole and it was a wonderful experience. Suddenly the bell rang and we got separated and I ran to toilet in that state, infront of him, to correct my self as he opened the door for my newspaper boy.
After dinner both of us started watching the TV serial, I was absolutely silent. Then to change the channel when I went forward to pick the remote he put his hand on my fleshy hips and started moving it on the roundness. As I cannot understand what to do, I kept in that position and his hand lifted my nighty up to see my nude hips and slid down his hand in the arse and opened my legs wide to see my pussy. Then he suddenly buried his mouth in my pussy and started licking my slit and his tongue moved inside the slot  in a hardcore manner. I felt the flow of fluid from my hole and his tongue started making slurping sound. I saw the hard errection in his half pant and put my hand on it and then he opened the elastic of his half trouser and I slid my hand in and grabbed his fully developed manhood which was thick as well as long and my estimation was of approx. 8 and half inch. (I was doing all this as I was confirmed that now I was totally helpless) He lowered down his half trouser below his hips so that I can have a good look at his driller. I uncovered his foreskin and bend a little to kiss the pink head and then pre cum oozed out of the small hole, which tasted good. We had to pack up again with my telephone ringing in, I went to my bedroom and laid there silently, nervously and helplessly as I was all alone and didn’t know what to do. I was done to everything which my secretary made me to do. After some time when my secretary had finished attaining the phone and also cutting off the phone line, he came to my bed room, sat beside me and then he lifted my nighty up and came on top of me and I was lying down absolutely silent and tolerated everything that he was doing to me!  He put his tongue in my mouth and started smooching vigorously and I also had to start participation in deep kissing and fluid transaction. His fully erect cock was on my pussy cushion and then suddenly, he simply rammed it hard in and with lots of fluid flowing from my wide open cunt entry was as easy as that of knife in butter and he applied a little pressure to immerse the full length in me. I started screaming violently and begged to leave me. But his pressure increased as I begged him more to leave and I understood that he was snatching full enjoyment of my heat of my pussy and is likely to explode. I tried to push him away, but he pressed his hips inside vigorously with great force & I couldn’t resist his monstrous figure and my pussy also became heavy and he lifted his hips and slammed it with big thrust and I moaned badly Anaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan! Main Gayi.! I felt the stream of his jet flow violently deep inside my pussy and filled it completely with his hot sperm and then I achieved my orgasm and the union between both of us became one. He said “Madam, now you are pregnant with this, I assured you pleasure and now look, now I have made you my child’s mother, Madam !” Just not knowing what to do, I fell off crying and didn’t say a word.
As I was crying, He took his sperm-enveloped-tool and forced it into my mouth. He ordered me in a bad tone to stop crying and to take it in my mouth and to swallow and clean it thoroughly. After some sucking I found some moment in it as it started becoming hard again and in few moments he made me hard again, both by making me to suck his tool and also by his continuous nasty and painful finger fuking at my pussy, which was going on becoming softer and larger and wet too. He asked me that Madam Are you hard again and ready for fuck game part two? By all this I had just become spell bound and so couldn’t say anything. Juices were flowing from my fuck hole to his legs. He laid down and he made me by holding my both sides of my stomach to come on top of him and then he pushed the hardened fuck tool in my hole and he made me to start moving my hips up and down and gathered momentum as another orgasm started building after he grabbed my milk plant. I started taking out his cock to tip but he started lowering down my vaginal hole with force, to the root of his cock. My juice filled cunt started making slurping sounds. As I was nearing the other orgasm the pace of his strokes increased and when I lifted my hips nearly about the final stroke and was coming down with speed he suddenly lifted his hips up with the greatest force and this two way strike was so powerful that I jerked badly with scream and I at the ultimate height of ecstasy and flow of juice from my hole was felt by my senses and I was almost out of breath for some time. And was screaming violently. His tool was still in my depths. He told me to get in to doggy position and I was aware that since he has achieved one ejaculation he is now going to put my fuck area under severe test. He lifted my hips and spreaded wide apart my asses, and in no time started fucking me like a whore. I was screaming and crying just like anything. Then he lifted my knees up with his hand and whole load of his body came on my hands and his strokes were almost tearing my cunt lips apart and I was not able to control my self in this new adventurous fuck game and started using dirty languages to leave me but it was of no help and I was forced to achieve another orgasm. I was breathing like an asthma patient.
He changed the pose by lying me down on the bed and lifted my legs above the head level and pressed them down by holding them with his hands to lift my pussy up in this new position, my pussy was up and head down he inserted his tool in one blow and started fucking the depth of my hole for quite some time and it become the most painful to resist. Then told me to stand up on the floor and inserted his ling in my Yoni and lifted me up from hips and now whole weight of my body was coming at his fucktool and then he removed his hands and now my hole body weight was on his strong tool and I was struck like a calendar on nail and my soft vaginal tissues started giving way and a sweet pain on my vaginal block developed along with my heavy breathing became intense.

I, hand folded, requested him to lower me down as it was paining madly, he told me that he can do so on one condition, if I allow him to fuck my anus. I told him that unlike cunt fucking, anal fucking require lubrication or else I would die by its pain. Then he said that he would bring it, and then he lowered me and went to bathroom and brought liquid soap, and then he applied in my anal opening with his rough finger and I felt little pain since he applied more soap and inserted his rough finger deep and started moving it in and out. Then he applied some liquid soaps on his Lund and placed it on my opening and started pushing it with little force and he increased the pressure and I also changed position to smoothen entry. After 2 minutes only, his head was able to enter and I was feeling uneasy, he pushed with more force and 1/3rd of it went in I was becoming extremely uncomfortable, and the pain was increasing to the ultimate. I requested and pleaded him to take it out and fuck me some other day, he said ok and took it out to head point, and only my muscles were relaxed a little and to my surprise, he slammed the whole of his rough hard Lund in one stroke and torn apart my anus muscles. I was not able to control my self and screamed loudly and told him to take it out but he told me to relax Madam and pain eased after some time but I still insisted to take the monster out and he said ok and took it out and slammed the damn in again and started fucking me fast I kept on requesting after some time I felt a warm hand on my head and it was my Driver in fully nude position telling me to calm down and said it will be ok soon. He fired one last shot and busted in my depths of my hole and took out the driller. In such a situation, where being an attractive doctor and getting fucked by the secretary and later joining of the driver in such nude condition, I had no other choice than to fell for crying vigorously.
  Now my driver pulled me in to his lap and started squeezing my boobs from the back in the worst manner. I kept totally silent. My boobs were large, fat and heavy. He started squeezing my boobs in such a rough manner, that a kind of gel started licking out from my nipples. My whole breasts started paining peculiarly and worstly. I was crying and yelling “ what are you doing to me ? ? !! Leave me !!!! AAAaaaaaaaaaan nnNnnnnaaa aaa Haaaaaaaa ha -ha –ha  sssssss !!!! “
But he didn’t care and did such a thing to my boobs that it started growing larger and bulging up with pain. My nipples became straight, harder and darker. I had never seen my nipples to get straight in such a condition ever before. My Driver started kissing hard on my neck and then gradually reached my lips and then became more harder at my lips that my upper lips got cut badly and started bleeding, but still he didn’t stop.                              
 My secretary on the other hand, spreaded my legs apart and started finger fuking my pussy badly and even harder than before or rather ever. I was screaming wildly and when I became tiered I started taking deepest breathes with moans.
Now they changed their positions. While they made me sit on the bed, my secretary came to my back and started squeezing my already enlarged licking boobs. And my driver came infront of me, spreaded my legs apart more stretchingly, by which my pussy was now exposed in a wild, and in a more showing manner.  My driver started fingering me very cruelly. I was getting excessive pain of pleasure and I just kept shut and struck in terror on the fact that what they are doing to me!
          My secretary on the back, was now squeezing my boobs roundly, just like we do after washing clothes and he so wildly, that my pain in my breasts started increasing. My breasts were already become very slippery and oily due to that force licking of a peculiar juice, by my driver. But Now I found my pains in the breasts to reach its zenith and then suddenly I found blood drops licking out from my tip of the both nipples. My nipples were straight and now I found them opening their mouth and blood drops becoming denser. I was crying just like anything and was pleading to leave me.
   The driver while finger fucking me, mocked at me and told me in harsh words that “ we had never seen such a beautiful and sexy woman, we had long dreamt of fucking you, and now that we have got you, how can we leave you like that my darling Madam?” I kept silently and only moaned with the pain of pleasure and took deep breathes like asthma people.
My legs were stretched wide apart by my driver, my thighs were very fat, rounded and fleshy and he was now eating up my pussy in a very wild, cruel and in an unusual manner. In such condition, my driver strangely did some thing to my pussy, both by eating and fingering, that suddenly by its pain, I peed, and my urine was forced to come out. Both of them started Laughing gigantically and became absolutely mad with my body. I was screaming and struck with terror and was taking deep breaths due to “my force to come out urine”.  They took out my urine just like madly. I had never before peed in that volume and peculiar sensation of pleasure, which my driver then had taken out from my pussy. My driver drank literally the whole of my pee, and then he started fingering me badly. Gradually he inserted his palm and gave an unknowing pleasure to my pussy. Then he started fisting very hard and I started moaning and screaming such loudly that my voice later broke down. He then all of a sudden, with a great jerk, rammed with a great force – his full lengthy hand right up to his elbow inside my vagina. I started screaming so much badly that I started vomiting, but my secretary at my back started licking up my vomit saying that my vomit was as sexy as myself was. While his arm was still in, gradually the tremendous pain started vanishing and a tremendous feeling of pleasure started growing inside my vagina with my driver’s arm in it. He was doing some strange things inside my vagina, then as he started laughing by staring at my vagina with his full arm up to the elbow in it, suddenly my orgasm started coming out with tremendous pain of pleasures. I just could not do any thing. But this was abnormal. I, being a doctor had never seen such thing. The strange thing that my driver was doing in my pussy with his full arm inside, by it my orgasm was coming out continuously with great force. My whole lower portion of my body became senseless. They were all laughing vigorously and were having fun. Then my driver started moving his hand to and fro and a pleasureous rhythm. I was taking only deep breathes and bleeding too. Gradually, he took his arm out totally from my vagina and then right again inserted his full arm up to his elbow inside my pussy. He kept on doing this for about 26 minutes and I kept silent, moaned badly and sat there like a doll and was taking only deep breathes. His full arm was filled with my cum. Then all at once, my driver increased his speed of inserting his full arm, I was screaming badly and was yelling to save me, but it was useless as I was all alone there with 2 monsters raping me in my house. My hymen tore badly, and started bleeding professedly with too much pain. My cryings and pleadings were useless as the 2 rapists raping me, just ignored it.
My pussy became excessively hot and was burning from inside, while I was going on cumming continuously. Suddenly he started raping me wildest. My driver took out his iron steel fucking hard hand from my softest pussy and then started eating and kissing it while inserting a great pressure by his whole face. Then my secretary from the back pulled apart my 2 soft pussy leaves with a sudden great jerk, that it got torn from its two end with a bopping sound and started bleeding professedly with the greatest pain. Just as my secretary did that, my driver all of a sudden pushed his full head inside my pussy.  My whole pussy took his head’s shape and became round like a football. It was paining out of my control and I was screaming wildly. With his whole head inside my pussy, his was biting the inner walls of my pussy and eating them badly. I automatically started shivering like a malaria patient and I just failed to control my shivering. My driver kept biting my insides of my vagina with his full head in, for about 20 to 24 minutes. Then he took his head out to take his gasps of breaths. His whole face was full of cum, and my vagina was in such a state that even they became scared and   spell bound. My Pussy was wide opened and its opening became round and so much large, that it could easily pass in a massive football. My pussy was bleeding, cuming and paining and the 2 rapists were enjoying there maximum. Then my secretary Strongly caught hold of my hands and legs widest apart, in such a way that I could not move my arms and limb for an inch. Then my driver started inserting his head in my widely opened pussy and taking out. At first he was doing it in as rhythm but gradually developed a massive momentum. I could not move a bit as my secretary was holding me tightly enough to suffocate. In such a painful and helpless situation, as he  was keeping on his head to push to and fro, in and out of my pussy, I was shivering madly and then suddenly I lost my consciousness.
When I came back to my senses, I just yelled up and hard stricken with a massive terror.  My driver had his, about 8 inch tool, inside my pussy and was pumping it nastily, and my secretary repeatedly inserted his hand right deep inside my anus and forcefully took out my shit.
    I realized that in reality I could do nothing to resist them so I tolerated silently with deep moans like that for about 44 minutes, until my secretary got tiered and my driver cummed and exploded in a huge amount deep inside my pussy. Now its sure I am pregnant. 
   My secretary and driver left the job and were lost from the society while I carried their baby in my womb and was badly pregnant by them. But still I didn’t report this to the police. Neither I said anything to my husband. Because somewhere deep inside me, I liked the way they treated me. After this I became so addicted to sex that I always remain horney. I cannot sleep without sex. Masturbation cannot complete my wants. My husband cannot satisfy me any more, & so I have left him. I calm my body I have started visiting regularly a red light area & within no time I have become a marked & a very famous whore in that area, may be for my beauty & my figure, in which I am sure that I am separate from rest of the cheap whores. At times my rate reaches the maximum in that area.

My first time (resubmitted)

Yautja on Forced Stories

It was about 4:30pm and I was just getting off work. I was getting in my car when she comes up to me and asks if she could get a ride to her house because her car broke down and she needed to get home. So i said yes and we got in my car and started to drive off and i asked her if she was hungry . To my astonishment she said Yes and told me that if I stopped by the store she would make me dinner.

I'm a guy why would I refuse a free dinner? So I stopped by Safeway and she went in and got some things and then we took off. After about ten minutes i didn't know where she lived so I asked her and she said we were going the right way so I kept driving. Not too long after she said take a right, left,then another right, and we'd be at her driveway. It was surprisingly Long it was out

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in the country.

We went inside and she said that she was going to the kitchen and to make myself comfortable. So i watched some TV and then i started to think "Hey this is perfect i could rape her and no one would know unless she told someone but if i made a big enough threat she wouldn't talk." So i waited till she was done cooking when she said "I'll be right back i have to use the restroom" And it clicked perfect time to act. She went to the end of the hall and after she closed the door I got up and snuck around to the side of the door and waited till she came out.

She opened the door and I grabbed her around the waist and mouth. i dragged her to the bedroom across the hall and told her that to be still and and get undressed. She looked at me with fear and said are you crazy. I said "No I'm a Horny fuckin' virgin that needs some Pussy, And your my pussy" and I slapped her across the face, took out my pocket knife and told her to undress. She did as she was told. I took her pillowcases and cut them into long strips and tied her up to the bed with them.

She was so perfectly curved and her breasts where very large. Putting my hand on her pussy i felt for the first time pussy juice. i went to the end of the bed, smelled and tasted her moist clean shaven pussy . It was So Sweet almost like sugar.,Since i grabbed her my Girth had been growing to its fullest extent which was a hard 9 inches. It was painful against my jeans. I took them off and let my dick slide against my victims flesh. I told her to suck my dick and she did. She was very skilled with her tongue.

I took her head and rammed my cock strait down her throat, She gagged. When i was about to cum i asked her whether she would be lucky enough to taste my seed. She shook her head to I pushed my Cock head into her mouth and I felt my self Shiver in pleasure. She spit my Seed at me and i slapped her again this time making her bleed.

I was instantly hard again so i went to her clit and ran my cock up and down it. She started to moan and oh boy was she wet. I stuck my whole length in her tight pussy and fucked her brains out.

I went in and out every time harder than the last Until I felt her orgasm. I could not take it anymore i came inside her tight little pussy.

I told her If she told anyone i would hunt her down do it again and kill her. i put my clothes back on and went to the kitchen and ate the dinner she had made it as quite good but cold.

After i finished i went back into the bedroom and cut the pillowcases just enough so that in a few hours she could have ripped them and gotten free. I left and went home thinking the whole way home about what i just did. I felt really good and i would do it again.

if you have any comments plz email me plz make sure you make the subject STORY COMMENTS email TealC_Master_Taree@msn.com

The Bowland Agenda - Part II

kyookorp on Forced Stories

As soon as the laundry van pulled out from the Bowland residence, the duo pulled off their latex gloves and began stripping off their black coveralls and changed into their normal clothes. The van drove cautiously out of the residential area and joined the evening rush of vehicular exodus through the city.

After the men made su

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re they had departed from the Bowland residence safely, Ajax unpacked Hallae from the laundry bag and laid her out on the floor of the back of the van. She lay slumped on her face, her eyes half-closed and her wrists and ankles bound. She had a lilac sleeveless blouse under her black cardigan, both of which had became brunched up on her stomach, revealing her well toned abs and smooth back. Her dark blue denim jeans had also been disturbed during the capture process and her black thong was clearly visible.

Buddy fondled the smooth back and pulled playfully at the thong. Although he had assisted Ajax on several ‘collection’ missions, unlike the older man, Buddy had found some of their targets too hot to resist.

“This one is pretty hot, eh?” he motioned to Ajax, who raised his eyebrow knowingly.

“Look, no touch,” Ajax said, “don’t spoil the fucking whore. Boss will have your dick if you did.”

“But…” Buddy protested, “It’s a freaking long way to the Ranch. We’ve got to find some way to pass the time!”

“Just watch the slut, and keep your pencil dick to yourself.” Ajax flipped him a look, and proceeded to join the driver, leaving Buddy alone in the back compartment.

Undaunted, Buddy flipped Hallae to her side and began reaching his hand up the front of her blouse. He almost drooled when his hand made contact with her 36D breasts. Eager to have a closer look, he pulled her cardigan back down her arms and lifted her blouse to her armpits, exposing her bra and the large mounds of pick meat confined within. He eagerly tugged the cups down, and her perfectly round tits popped into view.

Glancing guardedly at the passenger’s seat upfront, Buddy saw that Ajax was yawning sleepily, and was preparing to take a nap. The young driver grinned crookedly at Buddy through his rear-view mirror, and concentrated on his long driving ahead. Assured, he leaned down onto the unconscious figure and began sucking and licking the dark tits on the pink flesh. Soon, he was kneading the large mounds earnestly with one hand, while his other hand freed his sizeable tool from his pants and was wanking it vigorously.

Hallae moaned huskily and twitched her body sporadically, resisting the intrusion instinctively. Unconcerned, Buddy reached down the front of her jeans and started teasing her clit and was rewarded by a dripping cunt. This is one hot mama! He looked longingly at the petite yet curvaceous figure, while stroking fervently on his tool. He knew that he cannot fuck this slut yet, at least not in the cunt, until Boss had finished with her. Then again… A thought cross his mind. He looked cautiously at the front seat and was satisfied to see Ajax drooping over the passenger seat, deep in slumber.

Buddy moved steadily forward, carefully pried her lips apart and slid his hot, throbbing member into her mouth. He sighed audibly as her cool lips closed around his dick and began plunging it deep into her mouth. He was just beginning to throat fuck her when she started gagging and tightening her throat around the large organ, milking and massaging him for all he’s worth. He shuddered ecstatically, and pounded his dick deeper and harder into those beautiful lips.

He was nearly done and was starting to feel the familiar sensation of exploding balls when a stinging slap across his face threw him backwards. His dick slipped abruptly out of Hallae’s lips. Before he could stop himself, he climaxed, spraying the strings of cum all over her face and landing some on the floor of the van.

Still surrounded by the orgasmic buzz, he turned around dazedly, to come face to face with a fuming Ajax.

“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” Ajax shouted, punching him in the face, “what did I tell you about keeping your fucking prick to yourself!”

“But…” Buddy burbled, “it’s only a little freaking head!”

But Ajax was getting none of that. He grabbed Buddy by his dick and yanked it furiously. Buddy bellowed with pain, and struggled feebly before wrenching his dick free and lay curled on the floor, clutching his balls. He stared apprehensively at Ajax.

“One more time, Bud,” Ajax warned, “It will be the last time you have a fucking dick to play with!” Buddy nodded meekly.

“Now,” Ajax continued, “Check and make sure the slut is still in fucking dreamland, then clean the place up, and don’t get anymore bright ideas!”

Ajax threw his young partner another angry glare before heading back to the passenger seat. In the front, the driver gave a sympathetic look through the mirror, while continuing towards the Ranch.

Sheepishly, Buddy tucked his sore dick back into his pants, and began fumbling around the van to look for something to clean Hallae with. He found a dirty rag and wiped his cum off Hallae’s lips and face and redressed her. Resolutely ignoring Ajax’s angry scowls, he busied himself with cleaning the floor of the van free of cum, and also making sure the ‘goods’ was none for the worse. He checked the inertia form and was relieved to see the slut still unconscious. He gave her a booster shot, just in case, and left her lying on her side, deeply drugged and completely unaware of the events transpiring.

The rest of the trip was uneventful, Buddy checking the unconscious woman occasionally and Ajax watching him with an eagle eye. The seemingly awkward trip finally came to an end when the van drove up to the gates of the Ranch.

The J Ranch stood at its private plot of land, a sizeable peninsular of land the size of a nature reserve, jutting from the coastline and steep, plunging cliffs on all sides. Further inland, patches of dense vegetation peppered the property, concealing the main estate from prying eyes. The transport van drove straight through the outer gates and into the inner sanctum of J Ranch, where the outwardly tranquil residence belied the strict security and surreptitious activities within. After passing the security checks at the inner gates, the van reached the nucleus of the J Ranch.

In the heart of the compound, an imposing four storey masonry building stood, surrounded by smaller auxiliary buildings. Large French windows lined the sides of the building. Some had curtains drawn across the windows, others had drawn curtains. By the time the vehicle reached the compound, the sun was already hidden from view and dim lights seeped from some of the windows.

Without hesitation, the van headed towards the entrance of the underground parking lot beneath the main building and disappeared into the darkness.

 “Bring the whore to Doc, then report to my office!” Ajax instructed, after the van was parked in the unloading bay. “Don’t fuck this up, or I will feed you your puny dick, then feed your ass to the dogs!”

Gesturing warningly to Bud, he stormed away, with the driver trailing in his wake.

Buddy watched the men depart, shrugged nonchalantly and proceeded to unload the latest stock. He pushed a gurney to the van, loaded and strapped Hallae securely onto it. He took the prisoner into a waiting lift, onto the upper floors and pushed the gurney into the ranch’s examination room.

There he untied her bindings, moved her onto an examination table and shackled her neck to velcros on the table. He then removed her cardigan, blouse and jean, lingering gloomily at her full breasts restrained behind those unostentatious cups. He tossed the pieces of clothing into a bin, and her bra and throng soon joined the pile. He fastened the naked woman’s wrists to the shackles at the side of the table and lifted her ankles onto stirrups, strapping them into the Velcro restraints.

After securing her onto the examination table and preparing her for the doc’s assessment, he proceeded to remove her earrings, necklace engagement and wedding bands and other accessories she had on her body. He completed his prep after wiping her face clean of makeup, and trimmed the nails on her fingers and toes close to the flesh.

The ranch’s resident doctor, Doc, arrived soon after, and began his assessment of Hallae.

He took the normal measurements of her temperature and blood pressure, checked her respiratory and lungs, and gave her a general clean bill of health. He then positioned himself at the foot of the table, separated her thighs and started the internal assessment. He checked for signs of prior sexual intercourse, sexually transmitted diseases and pregnancies, and confirmed that she did not have any implanted contraceptives in her. He also checked her rectum for prior intercourse and pronounced her ‘a cherry in the ass’.

Finishing off the examination, he drew blood from her arm and declared her healthy and disease-free, pending blood results. He motioned for Buddy to add her to the Boss’s inventory, then left the room. Since the whore is clear to join the Boss’s harem, Buddy now had to prep her for him.

He gave her the standard stuff: vagina and anus suppositories inserted into the respective orifices to clean the canals, microchip injected into the back of her neck as identification and an electronic collar fastened securely around her neck. He then redressed Hallae in a flimsy lilac bra, teeny G-string and finally, a see-through lavender teddy that left nothing to the imagination. Strapped of all personal accessories, tagged and collared, the identity of Hallae was fading and before long, she will become a part of Jace’s harem, identified only by the number in etched her neck. Buddy freed her from the table and re-secured her onto the gurney and wheeled her to the next available holding cell.

She was transported to an empty room bare of furniture except for the thick mattress wedged against the wall and bolted to the carpeted floor. The room was small, with little walking space around the mattress, and surrounded by thick carpeted walls. Directly opposite to the mattress, thick double glazed glass stood before velvety curtains, which covered the entire length of the wall. Beside this wall, another panel of double glazed glass in front of curtained French windows. The heavy velvety curtains were drawn aside, presenting a panoramic view of the coastline, and the dazzling night sky.

He laid Hallae onto the mattress, covered her with a blanket and left her to sleep off the drugs. A day’s job completed, he dimmed the concealed lights in the room and left.

Hallae woke up somewhere near . She blinked and squinted near-sightedly around but there was nothing familiar in the shadows surrounding her. Dazedly, she tried to sit up, but was overcome with nausea. Her limbs felt that they were encased in lead, and a splitting headache seemed to pound her head, turning her brain into mush. There was a strange taste in her mouth and a dull pain at the base of her head. She dragged her arm over her eyes and tried to focus in the near darkness. The only source of light was the weak smear of moonlight streaming through the windows.

“Brent?” she croaked, her throat as dry as sandpaper, “Brent? Are you here?”

The only sound that answered her was the gentle whirring of the air-con fans working and the muted sound of crashing waves.

“Hello? Anyone here? Hello? I need some water here…” she wheezed, before hacking coughs overcome her.

She struggled to sit up and stumbled uncertainly out of the bed. She crawled feebly to the light source, the unfamiliar carpet irritating her limbs, and hit her head unexpectedly at the glass panel before her. She peered through the glass and could not make out any familiar landmarks outside the window. In fact, there was nothing but the Milky Way visible outside. Confused, she pushed and pounded the glass, scanned around the room, all the time calling for help, before succumbing to another bout of nausea.

Unnerved, she stumbled back onto the mattress and pulled the blanket around her. Laying her heavy head onto the cool pillows, she tried to figure out what was going on, but fell into another deep sleepless slumber.

In the Main Control room, the technician on duty watched with disinterest at the movements in Cell 205. His duty was to monitor the inmates and make sure they did not do anything they were not supposed to, like hurting themselves, or heaven forbid, die. The new cunt in cell 205 seemed to have come out from the sedative well enough. She will be under observation until the blood test results come back, and all Carlos had to do, was to ensure she remained alive until then.

When Hallae opened her eyes again, bright rays of sun were already streaming into the room. She tried once again to focus on her surroundings and was startled to find that she was not alone. A burly man in grey coveralls stood near the entrance of the room. His face was covered by a full face leather mask, and he held a plastic tray in laden with food. She quivered in fright when the man moved, but he only offered the tray in his hand and a plastic cup full of liquid.

“Who are you?” she tried to speak, but her throat crackled and she broke into barking coughs. The man put the tray down on the floor and offered the cup to her. Raging with thirst, she reluctantly accepted the cup and gulped the cool water greedily.

“Eat!” the man ordered, gesturing to the tray.

“Who are you?” she asked timidly, “Where am I? What do you want?”

“Eat!” the man repeated. He walked to the opposite corner of the room and lifted a hinged panel on the floor. Beneath the panel, a squatting toilet was built into the floor.

“Shit here and nowhere else!” the man barked, dropping the panel back into place. The muted sound of a flushing toilet followed.

“But, who are you?” Hallae tried again, but the man went on as if she never spoke.

He lifted the panel again and pointed to tiny depression beside the toilet hole, a small stream of running water drained into the tiny basin. “Water,” he indicated gruffly, “for drinking.”

She looked dumbfounded at the man’s casual introduction; the man had acted as though he was showing her the hotel facilities. Her mind, still confused by the sedatives, was unable to make head or tail of all that was happening.

What is going on? She thought, where am I? What do they want with me? Where is Brent? Is he okay? What do they want?

Cowering on the mattress, she stared past the masked man and at the curtained wall opposite to the bed, where a doorway stood. Turning back toward the man, she looked vacantly at the leather mask. Without warning, she sprung up from the mattress and sprinted towards freedom. And slammed full-faced into air. She had not noticed the double glazed glass between her and the curtained wall and doorway. She sat stunned on the floor.

The man sniggered and dragged her by her hair to the tray on the floor. He thrust her head towards the tray, pushing her face close to the food.

“Eat your food, cunt, and don’t try to be so smart next time. Enjoy the good time while they last! Eat!”

Meekly, she picked up the morsels of cooked meat and put them into her mouth. She chewed slowly at first; mindful of the man’s watchful eyes on her every move. But she soon realised she was ravenous; her last meal a lifetime ago, and quickly finished what was put before her. The man motioned for her to back off, and return to the bed, before he retrieved the tray. As if by some unseen signal, a section of the glass panel slid aside silently, allowing him to stroll right through the door before sliding back into place again.

In the terrifyingly quiet room, Hallae sat rigidly on the mattress, leaning against the far corner and the blanket wrapped tightly around her shoulders. Confused and frightened, she hugged her knees close to her chest. But now fed and re-hydrated, her mind slowly cleared and she recovered enough to start surveying her surrounding. She was just starting to explore around the room, when the blanket slipped from her shoulders. With a start, she realised she was not wearing her usual wardrobe.

Shocked, she stared mutely down at the thin material she was wearing, her body clearly visible through the flimsy fabric. Fear gripped her with the realisation that she had been stripped naked by those unknown men. She drew back into the corner and pulled the blanket even more tightly around herself. Tears threatened to overflow as awful thoughts ran through her mind. Her hand rose instinctively to touch her necklace, as she usually did when she was nervous. The sapphire pendant and necklace was a family heirloom, and had brought her through many difficult times.

But it was not there. Instead her fingers touched the cool, clammy collar around her neck. Unable to see what it was, she clawed frantically at the collar, but it was wound securely on her neck, and she nearly strangled herself trying to break the choker. Her finger touched the sore spot on the back of her neck, and with some prodding; she could make out the site where a lump was lodged in her neck. It reminded her of the microchip the vet had implanted in her dog. Almost unwillingly, she checked her ring finger, but they had not spared her engagement and wedding bands.

Alone, stripped of her personal possessions and her own clothes and trapped in a cell resembling a fish tank, she no longer could hold the tears and fears erupting within her.

“Return my stuff to me!” she cried, pounding the glass panel to the door hysterically, “Assholes! Cowards! Give me back my stuff and let me go at once!”

Incoherent and agitated, she raved and attacked the glass panel, kicking and punching the panel. Until finally, exhausted, she slumped into a heap at the panel, her ravings reduced to sobbing whimpers.

“Please… let me go…” she sobbed, “let me go…please…”

She dragged her body back onto the mattress bed, drew the blanket around herself and curled herself into a tight ball, wedged close against her corner.

“Who are you? Why are you doing this to me?” she whimpered to the desolate cell air, “Why? Why me? Let me go, please!”

But there was no answer to her pleads, except for the whirring of the air-con fans. She lay on the bed, sobbing and whimpering, until exhaustion finally overtook her and she fell into an uneasy sleep.

She woke up the next morning to see (another?) masked handler arriving with the day’s meal. When she begged the man to let her go, the man pointedly ignored her and gestured at the food on the tray. She retreated fearfully into her corner, refusing to touch the food. The man offered the tray towards her, but she screamed and slapped the tray away.

Shrugging indifferently, the man cleared the mess as best as he could and left the room with the food uneaten. Hallae lay curled on the bed, tensed and terrified of what may come. Horrifying thoughts ran amok in her mind, flooding her with fear and adrenaline. She spooked at the tiniest of sound, imagining the worst every time. Wound as tight as a spring, the mental tension rapidly drained her of energy.

But as the shadows lengthened and the light faded away, nothing appeared to be happening. As night approached, she dozed in short fits, jolting awake every few minutes. Despite the thick blanket, the room’s temperature dipped and she felt the chilly air penetrate the flimsy gown and stabbed right through her body. When the dawn finally broke, she was physically exhausted and drained mentally.

When the glass panel did open, it was only the mask handler and his tray of food. He gestured to the food and waited. The sweet aroma of the bread roll and meat gravy wafted to her nose and set her stomach growling. But determined to hold out, Hallae remained curled and refused to touch the food. After what seemed like ages, the man casually took the tray and left.

And she was alone again. Surrounded by the stifling silence, she waited for the inevitable that never came. She found herself sporadically drooping into slumber and then jarring to consciousness. Hunger pangs gripped her stomach and rest constantly mocked her. the room’s temperature dipped as the central air-conditioning system worked tirelessly. Her teeth chattered so violently, she thought they are going to break.

Finally, the next time the handler arrived with the food, she reluctantly submitted and reached for the food when he ordered her to. She bit gratefully into the meat and greens and sighed with satisfaction as the warm food went down her stomach, warming her from inside out.

The handler grinned to himself as he watched the slut succumbed to her basic needs. Miracle what a few days of missed meals, isolation and reduced heating can do. Soon, he will have the slut eating out of his fingers, like so many others before her.

The days darkened into nights, which in turn brightened into days. She waited each day for something to happen, but the waiting yielded nothing but hours of fearful apprehension. She had no contact with no one other than the handler, who refused to respond to her questions, pleads and requests. Nevertheless, it was the only form of human contact available to her

How long had she been here? She wondered. Days? Weeks? Months?  She was beginning to find it difficult to keep track of time, of the days and nights.

Why hasn’t anyone found her yet? Were they looking for her? What was Brent doing? Is he looking for her?

She wandered aimlessly around her prison, prancing restlessly around like a caged animal in her flimsy teddy, which was starting to show signs of wear. Her inhibitions started to erode, she no longer felt uncomfortable in the translucent lingerie. She tried to remember the last thing she was doing before she was taken prisoner, but it was getting hazier with each moment that passed. Hallae Bowland, the person, was fading away.

After what seemed like an eternity, she finally lost it. When the handler came with the morning meal, she immediately confronted him.

“Why are you keeping me here?” she shrieked, pouncing on the figure as soon as he appeared.

“Who are you? What exactly do you want? Why are you keeping me here? Either you kill me, or you let me go! I’m not an animal, you can’t keep me here like this! Let me go! Let me go! Let me go! Help! Help! Somebody, help me!”

The handler merely shook the petite body off him, fended off her pummelling and entertained her ravings in calm, if not bored manner. After her screeching diminished, he gestured at the food as always. It was as if nothing had happened at all. She wailed and kicked the food tray aside. The handler just shrugged unflappably, cleaned up and left.

In the Main Control room, Carlo grinned to himself. These purebreds are just so predictable, a few days of solitary confinement and they all start cracking like nuts. It’s not even a week, and the slut is already losing it. Just in time for the main course. The blood tests results had arrived and she had passed all the checks. Boss had just given instructions to proceed.

She watched the handler strolled out of her prison, her mind confused and agitated. She was started pacing around, dreading another day of isolation when she noticed changes in the routine. The curtains over the French windows started gliding silently across, throwing her prison into darkness.

“Stop! What are you doing? What do you want?” she screamed apprehensively, throwing herself onto the glass panel and tried in vainly to claw the curtains back from the other side of the glass.

Petrified, she cowered back into her corner on the mattress.

“What do you want?” she whispered hoarsely.

A warm glow of light from concealed sources flooded the room. Then, after all the days of complete silence, a loud voice boomed from unseen speakers.

“Good afternoon, Bowland,” a detached voice spoke, “I trust you are enjoying your stay with us?”

“Who are you? What do you want?” she whimpered.

“Who we are is not important. More importantly, who are you?”

“I…”

“Hallae Gina Bowland, wife of Brent Bowland, respectable businessman.”

“What do you want? Where’s Brent?” Horrible images of Brent’s dead body flooded her mind.

“Do you love your husband?” the voice suddenly asked.

“What?”

“Do you love your husband?” it repeated.

“Of course! I love Brent and he loves me!” reflexively, Hallae responded to the air.

“Really? Bowland really, truly loves you?”

“Of course! I’m his wife!”

“Then, shouldn’t he be out looking for you?”

“He will find me!”

“I doubt it, Bowland, I really doubt it.”

“No! He loves me and he will find me…. Unless….. unless you killed him!” Tears of fear welled up.

“No, Bowland, we didn’t kill your husband. But right now, I’m afraid he’s got more important things on his mind.”

“No! What else can be more important than looking for his missing wife? What?”

“Another woman, or should I say, girl?”

“What…”

The curtained wall suddenly slid aside to reveal the large projection screen hidden behind the curtain. The screen exploded into pictures and the room was suddenly filled with loud TV static. On the screen, the evening news was on, with the local newscaster reporting the current headlines: ‘Daughter of prominent businessman missing'. The date on the side of the screen was 7 Feb.

<Voice of news reader>

The only daughter of Eric Saggio, 14 year-old Jacquetta Saggio, was reported missing today.

She was last seen having her lunch in the school cafeteria, and witnesses had seen her helped out, apparently sick, by an unidentified man.

After the lunch hour ended, she was reported missing from her classes, and she had not been seen since.

Anyone who has news of her whereabouts is encouraged to come forward…..

Hallae stared uncomprehendingly at the picture of Jacquetta Saggio in the clip. Missing girl, Saggio, 7 Feb…

The scene abruptly changed to another news clip with the headline:

‘Local businessman arrested on suspected kidnapping and assault charge’ – 9 Feb

<Voice of news reader>

A local businessman, Brent Bowland, was arrested yesterday afternoon for the kidnapping of Jacquetta Saggio.

Saggio had been reported missing and presumably kidnapped from her school the day before.

Following a informer tip, the police closed in on the Bowland residence late yesterday afternoon, and managed to rescue Saggio from the premise. She is reported to be severely injured and traumatised by her ordeal and currently in the hospital in critical condition.

The suspect, believed to be up-and-coming local businessman Brent Bowland, had reportedly engaged the police in combat during the rescue attempt and sustained injuries. He was arrested and admitted into the hospital for treatment. The police are now seeking Hallae Bowland, wife of the accused, to come forwards and assist with the case investigation…

She gaped open-mouthed at the screen, in an apparent state of shock.

Brent kidnapped the missing girl? He injured the girl? It can’t be… he is not that kind of person… Jumble thoughts raced through her head as the news jumped into the next headline.

'Local businessman to be charged with kidnapping and assault' – 11 Feb

The prime suspect in the kidnapping of Jacquetta Saggio will be formally charged in court today.

Jacquetta Saggio was kidnapped from her school on Monday afternoon and imprisoned by the accused until the police rescued her from the Bowland residence. She remained in critical condition in the hospital, although there is no information on the injuries she sustained.

Brent Bowland, the suspect arrested during the rescue had proclaimed his innocence. Due to the age of the victim, the prosecutor will be requesting for a gag order on all media reports with regards to this case.

The new clips kept coming, showing the different newscasters from various other news channels reporting on the same crime. The news clips followed from reports of the girl’s disappearance to the upcoming trial of the arrested suspect. Apparently, Brent had kidnapped a 14-year-old schoolgirl, from her school, and had brutally raped her.

Hallae cowered in her corner, overwhelmed by the barrage of news. Her thoughts were in total disarray, trains of thoughts broken by other trains of thoughts.

Brent? Kidnap? Rape? Brent? My Brent? Rape? Who? What? Why?

Then she noticed the news paper clipping captured onscreen. It was a clipping from the local tabloid papers, a paper known for outrageous accusation and bizarre reporting. Random lines jumped into her brain

'Local businessman's sex party'

The prime suspect in the kidnapping of Jacquetta Saggio had appeared to be a legitimate businessman, who had recently rumoured to be closing a multi-million deal with the government.

According to reliable sources, Bowland is not all he appeared to be. Sources revealed that he had often engaged in deviant sexual parties, with multiple partners and engaging in SM activities. Bowland had reportedly participated in these sexual orgies and had even helped to organise some of these 'parties'.

Coincidentally, his wife and able assistant, Bowland, has disappeared following the arrest of Bowland. It is believed that Bowland has 'assisted' her husband in the Saggio kidnapping, and had fled the scene prior to Bowland's arrest. She had not been seen at the Bowland residence since, and sources believed that she has fled the country and her current whereabouts is unknown.

Following the scandal, the government is now denying all association with the Bowland Shipping Co.

Brent? Sex party? Me participated? Me? Organised? Me on the run? What?

“What the hell is going on?” she screamed, clutching her head in anguish, “These are lies! Lies! I never did anything! I never organised any…”

“And, that Bowland, is why Bowland is not out looking for you. He’s too busy defending his own ass!” The dispassionate voice spoke up one more time, before switching off again.

“No… no… no…” Hallae wailed, clamping her hands on her ears, as the barrage of news reports continued to pour from the screen. She lost track of what each report tried to say, as the reports began fused into one chaotic mess.

“No… it can’t be! Brent would never do that!” Hallae repeated to herself, resolutely refusing to believe in the news reports and clippings.

After what seemed like hours, the news clip videos finally ran itself out, and the screen wound into the familiar static screen. Hallae cringed in the corner, mumbling and muttering determinedly to herself. The impassive voice rang out once more.

“Still not convinced? Still sure your husband loves only you? How about a Valentines’ Day movie to prove his love? This is your husband’s gift to you, Bowland. Happy Valentines’ Day!”

The screen sprung to life again, with the movie title ‘The Bowland Love Story’.

Hallae’s breath caught in her throat as she saw a very familiar scene on the screen. It was an overview shot of the master bedroom in her house, the matrimonial bed that she had shared with Brent. It was the room that she and Brent had lovingly put together, where they both spent many wonderful days together. Hallae blushed at the thought of their lovemaking being caught on tape, distressed by the outrage of their privacy.

But the setting was familiar, yet unfamiliar. Brent was on their bed, but it wasn’t the same. There on the bed, was a petite girl, still dressed in her school uniform, strapped spread-eagle on their bed. Brent was bending over her, his actions unmistakeable. She could see the look of utter horror in the eyes of the girl. Even with the ball gag strapped over the mouth and chin, Hallae recognised the girl as the missing school girl. The girl that Brent had ‘allegedly’ kidnapped.

Not alleged. He did it.

Hallae watched in horror as she was given a ‘movie preview’ of Brent’s assault on the girl. Unable to wrench her eyes away, she took in all the sight and sounds presented before her as Brent sadistically raped the young girl again and again. The cameras moved in for a closer look at Brent’s victim.

The girl’s tear-stained face was a twisted picture of fear and pain, her eyes clenched and even the veins on her neck were clearly visible. Her muffled screams of terror and whimpers of pain filtered clearly through the speakers, along with Brent’s huffs and pants.

Confusion, disbelief, anger, fear and many other emotions overwhelmed Hallae. She no longer trusted herself even to think.

“Stop it!” Hallae wailed, shrinking fretfully away from the screen, “Stop it, please….please… make it stop… make Brent stop…. How could he do this? Please… make him stop!”

As soon as it started, the video projection was cut off, and the room was thrown back into complete silence and the only sounds hanging in the air were the sound of Hallae’s blood pounding in her ears and her heavy wheezing.

“Having fun yet?” a male voice cut through the silence. Hallae looked up to see a tall, broad shouldered man standing before him. Clad in a white bathrobe, the man’s almond-shaped green eyes stared fixedly at her, his thin lips drawn in a straight tight smile. His grey hair slightly ruffled, he looked like he had just gotten out of bed. He casually leaned against the glass panel and tapped his finger towards the screen.

“Enjoying your man’s performance?” the man’s face broke into a sneer, “Bet he never fucked you that eagerly before, huh?”

With a start, Hallae recognised the malevolent face with the distinctive eyes.

Jace Brown! One of the city’s most whispered name and most feared personality. His company, J Inc, was rumoured to have involvement in all levels of the city’s economy, legitimate and otherwise.

Cowering in terror, she stared warily at the man, all the time trying to draw the blanket closer around her, and twisted her body into a tight ball. When the infamous businessman made his move towards her, a horrified wail escaped her lips.

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Hope you have enjoyed the story so far. Stick around for Part III of The Bowland Agenda to find out, who is the real target in this twisted plan and what will happen to the Bowlands...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Hot Couple III

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Teresa was in the nude as she was packing her luggage for the seven day London business trip. Eric who was also nude was in the kitchen preparing lunch when he felt a hand reaching around to the front of him. Teresa moaned when she felt Eric’s blood engorged cock growing larger in her grip. She could barely circle his dick, as he reached back and caressed her slightly spread thighs. The feeling of a clean shaven pussy turned him on. He turned around, took her in his arms and gave her a deep tongue kiss. Once again she reached for his cock which was now dripping precum into her hand. Eric knew that if they didn’t do something soon, he would erupt without giving pleasure

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to her pussy. He sat down on a kitchen chair, spread his legs wide and pulled Teresa facing him unto his lap. She straddled him as she let her wet dripping pussy slide down over his massive cock.

“AAAAAAHHHH, god that dick of yours feels so good” Teresa moaned into his right ear.

She began the cock ride slowly, then picked up speed as she held on to the back of the chair. Eric circled her waist as his lips sucked on her stiff nipples. The depth of Teresa’s cunt was able to take all of Eric’s stiff dick. Knowing that they would not be able to fuck and suck each other for a week he gave his wife’s amazing pussy a tremendous fucking.

“I’m already coming, god yes, its coming” Eric said in a slow voice

“Fuck me, don’t stop, fuck my pussy, faster, faster, AAAAAHHHH”

As Teresa was coming, Eric pulled out his ready to shoot cock from her wet dripping vagina and guided her mouth over it. God did she love sucking him off. He squirted volley after volley of his heavy sperm load down her throat. He kept pumping and pumping until the foamy sperm appeared on Teresa’s luscious lips which he kissed off. After some moments of relaxation, Eric returned to finishing lunch and Teresa to packing.

It was wonderful that her plane was not leaving until midnight. It gave them more time to enjoy each other. As Eric brought the lunch into the bedroom, Teresa was bent over placing items into the bag. Seeing her ass cheeks and pussy lips, Eric’s cock was hardening again. He took some of his saliva and rubbed it over his dick head. Teresa still bent over and smelling the food, turned her head. Her smiling face was cheer joy as she saw what he had in mind. Teresa stepped away from the luggage, walked to the middle of the room, spread her beautifully shaped legs and bent over with her hands holding on to her ankles. Her anal hole widened as Eric stepped behind her, spreading her ass cheeks as wide as possible. The slow caress of her anal ring made it much easier to shove several fingers into her already throbbing anus.

“Do it slowly my love”

“God yes, I will never hurt you”

Teresa loved her ass fucked by Eric. He was gentle about it. Since the saliva dried up so quickly on his dick, he took a pad of butter from the tray and rubbed it over his ready to exploding dick. The remaining butter on his middle finger was entered into Teresa’s throbbing anus.

“OOOOHHHH”

Seeing the butter disappear in the anal chute, Eric could no longer wait and brought the penis tip to the entrance of her asshole. He rubbed the dick up and down and around the anal rim, then slowly entered Teresa’s sexy asshole.

“AAAHHH, your slowness feels so good”

Eric pulled in and out in and out. With each pull out, he shoved a little more of his butter covered cock into Teresa’s anus. He held her around the waist as his dick fucked her into heaven.

“AAAAAHHH, god what a cock”

“Are you going to miss it” Eric asked

“YYYEEEESSS god YYYEEESSS”

Eric felt his already hard cock expanding a little more. It gave him a slight ache in his balls as he kept fucking her throbbing buttery anus.

“It’s coming”

“Not yet my love, please give me more”

Eric gave her more as Teresa was now on a sexual cloud. She kept moving her ass back and forth, as his dick kept pumping in and out, when he said

“My cock is going to explode, my love pussy”

“Oh yes, squirt the jism into me, aaaahhhhh, shit, I feel your semen washing my innards”

Eric gave Teresa several more pumpings when finally volley after volley of hot cock juice shot into the depth of her succulent asshole.

“God that was absolute heaven” Teresa moaned

Eric agreed with his sexually obsessed wife as he pulled his shrinking dick out of her anal hole. They both fell into bed from the cheer joy of love making.

After some rest Teresa finished packing and then took a shower. As she was in the shower Eric closed up her luggage and removed it from the top of the bed. Eric laid down on the bed cover and thought about how he will miss her. The thought alone gave him another hard on. He placed a fist around it and began to masturbate his long hard 12” fuck pole. He knew that her client Adam would satisfy her erotic needs during the trip. There was also the possibility that there would be others during the trip that might wind up in bed with her. That idea alone made his fist go up and down his cock with speed, bringing him into another eruption of hot semen. The semen ran down the sides of his hard penis until he felt his balls being washed with the juices of joy. He and Teresa thrived on love and erotic sex. He also knew that while she was in London, he would also have sexual releases. Teresa returned to the bedroom and when she saw that Eric had just completed jacking himself off, her eyes glazed over. She walked to the bed, took his cock into her right hand, stroked it and then guided it into her mouth. Teresa just couldn’t resist it, as she slid her hot wet mouth down over his dick.

“AAAHHH god my love, I don’t think I have any spunk left”

Teresa did not listen and deep throated the cock of her love. While sucking him off she massaged his balls and then reached under his ass, caressed his anal ring and then pushed one of her fingers into his anus.

“Keep sucking me off, my love”

Teresa just kept mouthing his fuck stick until she felt precum leaking unto her tongue. Her blow job did not take long for Eric to shoot into her mouth and down her throat. He saw her gorgeous throat swallow down whatever he could give her and that was a lot of hot semen.

After resting in each others arms, Teresa finally got up, cleaned herself up one more time and got dressed. She dressed comfortably for the seven hour trip. Teresa slipped into air thin nylons, a mini-wrap around and a tank top that left nothing to the imagination. Her 40DD certainly created a big mound under the top.

“Aren’t you wearing a bra” Eric asked

Teresa just looked at him and smiled. She asked Eric to come over to her vanity. As he approached her she teasingly raised her mini and when he saw that she was pantiles his cock was releasing precum washing over the rim of his fore skin. He touched her clean shaven pussy and quickly shoved a finger between her raging wet pussy lips.

 “You are giving me another hard-on”

Both of them knew that time was getting short and Eric had to get Teresa to the airport. God was he going to miss that hot pussy Eric said to Teresa. She whispered into his right ear I’m going to miss your hard fuck stick. The finally left the apartment on the way to the airport. 

    

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MY FIRST (AND ONLY) TIME WITH A GUY (TRUE STORY)

This is the story about the first, and only, time I slept with a guy.  It happened about 5 years ago. I was 20 years old at the time.  He was around 30 – 35 years old.

My name is Tim, I’m 5 ft 10 tall, have blonde hair and blue eyes, an average build, a bit of chest hair, and a 7 inch circumcised cock.

His name was Dean, he was about 5 ft 10, brown hair, and brown eyes, an average enough build, but he was heavier than me, a bit more chest hair than me, and a 7 inch circumcised cock.

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Calibri">At the time I was working in a Dominoes Pizza store, I normally worked the day shift and part of my responsibility was doing the banking. 

This is where I knew dean from. He was a banker. I would drop in the takings from the night before and make small chat with him. I was kind of shy but he always made an effort to talk to me.

Anyway, I was out one night at the local nightclub, drinking with a few friends. I had gotten quite a bit drunk, and was sitting by myself on a couch.  Dean came up and sat down next to me. He started talking, and I being shy was kind of quiet and listened.

After a couple of minutes he placed one hand on my leg, and one hand on my back. He started rubbing my leg. At this point my head was spinning, I was thinking ‘oh my god he’s hitting on me’.

I kind of freaked out, so I just stood up and left him, hoping none of my friends had seen.

I went over and talked to my friends, none of them had seen anything, and everything seemed normal.   

 I saw him a bit later, when he was leaving, he waved goodbye, but I could tell he was a bit embarrassed.

I watched him go. At this point I was pretty horny. The thought that this guy wanted me was turning me on.  I waited a couple of minutes and followed him out.  

I walked down the road to the taxi stand, hoping to see him there. Sure enough that is where he was.  He walked up to him and sat down next to him.

I said “hi”.

He replied “Hi, are you going home too”.

I said “yes”

There was an awkward silence and then I said “I’m sorry about before, I didn’t want my friends to see”.

I was pretty nervous.

I smiled and said “that’s ok”

There was another silence, and then he said “would you like to come back to my place”.

I said “sure”.

We made small chat from here on, waiting for the taxi. Eventually one came; we got in, and went back to his place.

We walked in the door, and to his lounge room. Things were still a little awkward.

He asked “have you ever been with a guy”?

”No I haven’t” I replied.

He walked over to me, put his hands on my hips, leaned in and kissed me.  

I remember his warm mouth on mine, his kiss was soft and moist, but it got harder, our tongues massaging together.  

Eventually we stopped, both of us breathing hard. My hands were on his shoulders, his on my hips. I remember being slightly embarrassed and avoiding eye contact at first.

I rested my forehead on his shoulder.

I then said “I want to suck your cock”.

He just said “ok”.

I pushed myself back off his shoulder and slid down to my knees.  I remember looking at his crutch through his jeans, and noticing the bludge. The thought that I got him excited like this really thrilled me.

I rubbed his cock through his jeans, looking at it, I remember with my jaw open. I undid his fly n slid his paints down. His cock was sticking straight out inside his boxers. I grabbed his boxers and pulled them down, as I did his cock sprung out.

I remember looking up at him at this point, and he was looking down at me, looking both nervous and excited.

I looked at his cock again and grabbed it in my hands. I remember him breathing in loudly as I did.

I opened my mouth and took his inside, the head felt smooth in my mouth, tasting kind of salty. I started sucking on it, holding the bottom of the shaft with my hand.

I remember his head rubbing against the roof of my mouth, and the shaft on my lips, and tongue, being slightly bumpy and veiny.

I continued sucking on it; I didn’t take it in too far, no deep throat or anything.   

I also remember his hips rocking back and forth as I sucked him.

I took his cock out of his mouth, and licked his head running my tongue around it, teasing him.

I remember this made his body shutter. I loved that response, it made me smile.

I licked up and down his shaft with my tongue, I also licked his balls. I was getting more adventurous at this point.

I went back to sucking on his cock. He rubbed his hands through hair, holding it softly. His body was tense. I kept sucking, and his hands tightened in my hair.

At this point he pulled me off his cock; he said he didn’t want to come yet.

I said “ok”, “what do you want to do next”?

He said “let’s go to the bedroom”. He then took me by the hand and led me into the bedroom.

Once inside he put his hand behind my head and kissed me.  My hand was still on his cock rubbing him. He grabbed my t-shirt and removed it. He then pushed me down onto the bed, climbed on top of me and continued to kiss me.

I remember his cock rubbing against my hip, and my crotch, as he pressed it into me as he kissed me.  

   He stopped kissing me and said “it’s your turn”. He kissed his way down my body, licking my chest and nipples.  His hot breath blowing hard against my skin, I could feel it on the moist spots where he kissed or licked me.

He kissed down over my abs, and started rubbing my cock through my jeans. He unzipped them, I raised my hips, and he pulled them off.

 My cock sprang out. And he started sucking it almost immediately. The blowjob lasted about 30 seconds. I was seriously horny and under loved.

Anyway he didn’t swallow the cum. He stopped sucking me when I was close, and I came all over my stomach and chest.

After I cleaned myself off, he said “I guess it’s my turn again”.

I said “ok”, do you want me to suck you again, or do you want to fuck me”?

“I’ll fuck you”, “if you don’t mind”?

I said “no, I want you too”.

I flipped over on to all fours, and he got behind me. He placed his hands on my hips, and rubbed his cock against my ass crack. It was a bit softer than before, so he rubbed it up n down my ass crack, grinding it into me, till it got harder.

He lubbed up his cock, and placed the head against my hole and said “are you ready yet”?

I replied “yes, but go slow”

He slowly eased it in at first, his hands tight on my hips. I remember the felling, it felt so full, and it sent a sharp pain up my back.

But he went very slowly at first. He rested inside me for a few moments, then pushed a little deeper in, rested, then pushed deeper in again. This lasted a few minutes, until I got more used to his cock inside me.   

 He then started to fuck me, slowly. He pushed in and out, in and out. My hands were tight on his sheets, it was painful. But it was hot as well being fucked like that.

Eventually it got easier and he started fucking me harder. Not crazy hard but harder. He kept going for, I think, 3 or 4 minutes at this pace. His cock got very hard inside me.

His hands tightened on my hips, and he trusted 3 or 4 times, and came in my ass, saying “oh shit “oh shit”.  

I remember feeling his cum spray out inside me. It was very warm, and made it very slippery up there.

I collapsed on my back after he came, telling me how great that was.

I fell asleep as he spooned me,

I woke up the next morning and left before he woke up.

Weekend Fun...Part III

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Arik's parents were going on a weekend holiday, which meant action!!!!

His parents left at five and I was over at half past with my bag, and went straight up to his room. I had brought over a porn video. Arik put the video on. We sat on the edge of Arik's bed and watched as a woman introduced herself, she started to massage her breasts and then finger herself, a moment later a huge guy was behind her, kissing her
neck, he turned her over, he was naked, and he had a huge dick, we both instantly felt ourselves grown hard underneath their jeans

"This is fucking awesome, I already have a raging hard on." Arik said "Yeah me too, I feel like I could fuck right now!" I announced. The guy on screen was being given a hand job by the woman, I fe

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lt for my dick over my jeans and grabbed it.

Arik had watched me grab my dick; he had taken an inward breath in excitement. He unzipped the front of his jeans and slipped his hand inside, under his undies and took a firm hold of his penis, and slowly he started to rub. I noticed and decided to do the same.

We sat on the edge of the bed, low moans coming from our mouths, as we watched the guy fuck the girl. Arik eased himself further up the bed and opened his bedside table drawer. He pulled out a box of tissues.

Arik placed the box in the middle of the bed, and undid his jeans properly and pulled them down, revealing his undies. He took off his t-shirt to reveal his firm chest, I groaned and stood and took of my shirt and jeans as well. We lay on the bed in our undies, jacking to the video.

"I don't want to cum in my undies, I am going to take them off." I told Arik, Arik reacted before I could do anything by pulling down his own undies and grabbing hold of his smooth long dick and wanking even harder than before. I pulled down mine and took hold of my penis

I reached out and took hold his dick, it was rock hard, I let my hand slide up and down, bring the foreskin right back over the head and back again, Arik let out a load moan of pure pleasure. Arik took a huge breath, he legs raised off the bed slightly, his back arched, he groaned. " I am cumming…" His cum flew from his dick up into the air and landed on his chest, a half second later another shot landed on his belly and the third landed on his neck. I let go, when Arik's hard on started to grow soft.

"That was fantastic." Breathed Arik, he was hot and sweaty. I lay back down on the bed, my dick still rock hard. Arik saw and moved over the bed, so that he was sitting over my legs, he took hold of my monster and started to jack me off, but that wasn't enough, after a few seconds, Arik lowered his head, my eyes were closed, Arik opened his
mouth and took my dick. Arik's mouth moving up and down on my dick, cum was dripping off Arik onto me and it would be moments until I came. He licked around the head, up the shaft, his fingertips played with my balls, he was doing exactly like the woman had done on the video that was still playing. He ran his tongue over the head again
and gobbled my dick in his mouth, sucking and licking for all his might.

"I am gonna cum." I said, in-between moans of ecstasy. Arik didn't back away, he wanted to taste the cum, he clamped his lips over the head and sucked on, a moment later my hot juicy cum hit the back of his throat, in a moment his mouth was filling. After a few seconds, Arik moved back up over me, he lowered himself, and kissed me hard on the mouth, his mouth still full of my cum, it bubbled over his lips, into my mouth, our tongues mingling with the hot salty juice.

Arik moved over the bed and again opened his drawer, he pulled out a pack of three condoms.  "We'll need some lubricant" Arik said and went to his bathroom and brought back a bottle of vaseline.

"You go first, here hand me the bottle." I said. Arik passed me the bottle, I flipped the lid on the bottle and squeezed it into his hand while Arik slid on the condom to his rock hard dick. Then he slid his hand around my ass and smothered my hole with vaseline, he poked his finger inside. I closed the cap and rolled over on the bed.

Arik climbed on top and spread my legs, amd grabbed my ass cheeks and pulled them wide, Arik guided his dick into my asshole, it was very tight, but after a moment, he managed to get his head through the hole

 "Want me to stop?" Arik asked alarmed.

"No, just take it easy at first, okay." Arik did as he was told, slowly he slid his dick in and stayed there for a few moments, slowly and gently he started to rhythmically move in and out of my ass. Slowly I started to move as well, pushing myself harder on to Arik's dick. Arik stared to pound harder and harder, it wasn't long before he
erupted again, he was exhausted, he lay over me with his dick still inside. A minute later  he pulled out, and used a tissue to remove the condom, I rolled over. I was sweating, just as Arik was, and I started licking Ariks chest, his nipples, his neck, liking the remaining cum off.

Arik handed the condom pack to me and said, "Your turn, Fuck me hard!"

I pulled on the condom, and also grabbed the cream, and pulled Arik in closer. He lifted his legs, I was standing on the floor, with Arik's legs over my shoulders, his ass hung over the edge of the bed. I smothered him in cream and poked my fingers and then my thumb up into his ass, he let out a moan of pain, then smiled. I worked Arik's
ass like a pro like I did so many times before, getting more and more cream into him. I closed the cap on the bottle and guided my monster into Arik.

As usual he shuddered in pain but it only lasted for a few seconds, I went slowly, so that he could relax properly, but within a minute my full length was in him, my balls slapping on his ass.

"Harder, harder." Arik shouted, by now we were entwined, chest-to-chest, covered in cum, sweat and salvia. I could feel my orgasm building inside Arik's ass, I kept sliding in as deeply as I could, and suddenly it hit. My ass tensed, my back arched, and I grabbed Arik tightly around the back of the head and around his chest, thrusting deeper still, I shot my load and groaned loudly, and carried on for a few more moments, then pulled out. I flung himself on the bed and took off the condom and wrapped it in a tissue and flung it on the floor, Arik rested his head on my shoulder.

We lay like that, hot, sweaty, recovering from the intense session