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Three way dare (step sis and her friend)

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My name is Kevin. I live with my dad and his new family. My dad got remarried when I was fourteen. I didn't go to their actual marriage, because I was too busy bangin my step sister Kimberly, but I'm sure it was nice. Anyways, this story depicts another sensual scene from my life when I was fifteen, dad and step mom happily married, and I taking an interest in my step sister's friends. Kimberly's

My Big Sister

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My sister is fourteen years old. Five years younger than me. She’s kind of abnormal. She’s five foot eight and she must weigh two hundred and fifty pounds. But she’s not fat, she’s all muscle. She has some kind of hormonal imbalance that makes her muscles bizarrely large and hard. I guess I have to admit she’s got kind of a pretty face. And she has tits almost as large as her muscles. They’d be really sexy if they weren’t surrounded by all that muscle. And if she wasn’t my sister of course.

Tonight my mom told me to stay home with her. As if I have nothing better to do. As if she couldn’t stay by herself at fourteen. Well I was going out with my girlfriend, damn it! I was telling her all this on the phon

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e, except that my sister was sort of pretty, of course.

“Don’t be such a jerk.” Anna said. “She’s a nice girl.”

“Yeah, yeah. Forget her. I’ll pick you up in an hour.”

I opened the door and jumped in surprise. Jenny was standing there, filling the doorframe with her insanely muscular body. There was a hurt and angry look on her face but I was even more pissed.

“Were you listening, you little brat??”

“Why do you always call me little, Steve? I’m bigger than you.”

“What? No you’re not.”

“Oh sure, you’re a couple inches taller than me but I outweigh you by forty pounds. And I’m a lot stronger than you.”

“You’re not stronger than me, Jenny. You’re just a freak. Now get out of the way.”

Actually I was pretty sure she was stronger than me. But I had no intention of finding out. I was still older than her and she had to listen to me.

“Well, let’s find out.” She grinned.

“Jenny, move!”

If you’re so strong, why don’t you make me move.”

I reached out to shove her out of the way. She grabbed my hands, intertwining her fingers with mine and squeezed.

“Ah!! Damn it, Jenny, let go!!”

Shit, I knew she was strong but I had no idea she was that strong!

She squeezed again. The muscles in her forearms bulged and I screamed and dropped to my knees.

“Who’s stronger, Stevie?”

“You, okay!?”

She let go of one hand and spun me around, bending the other arm painfully behind my back.

“From now on I think you should call me ‘Big sister‘.”

“You fucking bitch!”

She pulled, almost dislocating my arm.

“Ow!!! Fuck!!”

“Who’s your big sister?”

“You, damn it!! You’re my big sister!!”
She put her leg over my shoulder and released my arm. Her other leg straddled my neck and she flexed her massive thighs squeezing me painfully. I wrapped my arms around those huge bare thighs and tried to pry them apart. I couldn‘t budge them.

“But I don’t want a little brother.” She mused as I struggled in the vice-like grip of her thighs. “Little brothers are gross. I’ve always wanted a little sister.” She giggled. “From now on, your name is Stephanie!”

Her thighs relaxed and I slid my head out of their grip. I knelt there gasping for breath. I couldn’t even yell at her. And I didn’t know what I would say. She was clearly much stronger than me.

Oh shit! I had a hard-on too! All that contact with her bare thighs, her huge legs rubbing against my body, how could I not?

I moaned.

“Borrow some of my clothes? Of course, Steph. What’s a big sister for?”

She yanked me to my feet and dragged me down the hall in a headlock. She shoved me onto her bed and hopped up next to me.

She started pulling off my shirt.

“Jenny!! What the hell? Cut it out!”

“Now Steph, if you’re going to be my little sister you have to dress the part.”

She started pulling off my shorts and my underwear was coming with them. She pulled them down with one hand and held me down with the other on my chest.

Now I was stripped naked on my little sister’s bed. And I still had a hard-on. Worse than ever! Any dignity I had was long gone so I begged.

“Jenny, please! I’m sorry! You’re stronger than me and bigger than me, okay? Please let me get dressed. Please!”

“What is this, Steph?”

Her fingers wrapped around my hard dick.

“Jennnnny Pleeeeease!” I whimpered.

“I’ve never seen a little girl with one of these.” She said, stroking it with her strong fingers. “You’re kind of a freak, you know? Of course I’d never say something like that cause I’m your big sister and I love you.”

She pulled me into a sitting position and gave me a crushing hug. Her powerful arms pressed me against those huge tits.

“I love you too, Jenny. Please let go.”

She let go and kissed me on the cheek.

She giggled. “Now let’s get you dressed.”

She started pulling things out of her drawers and closet. I sat naked on the bed, to traumatized to do anything..

“Oh this would look so pretty on you! You really don’t have the boobs for this one, no offense, sis. Hmm, maybe this?”

She came toward me holding a pair of pink panties. She grabbed me by the ankle and started pulling them on.

“Jenny! I can do it!”

“Oh I know, Steph.” She said in a condescending voice. “You’re a big girl. But let big sister help. When Mommy left she said ‘Take care of your little sister.’ And that‘s what I‘m gonna do.”

Mom had said that. Of course she’d been talking to me.

Jenny pulled the panties up and tucked my erection into them. Then she pulled a pair of very short shorts over them. I stopped struggling and just let her do it. I couldn’t stop her anyway.

She picked up a shirt off the pile. “Oh, this is gonna be so cute on you!”

She pulled the shirt onto me. It said CUTIE PIE. It was meant to be skin tight and even though it had been stretched over Jenny’s humungous tits it was tight on me too.

She dragged me in front of the mirror.

“Awww, you’re sooo pretty! Now we’ve got to do your nails and put some makeup on you. But first you have to call Anna and tell her you’re not coming.”

Anna! Oh god! If she could see me now…

“No! Fuck you, Jenny!!” I started pulling off her shirt.

“I will not have my little sister using that kind of language! Come here!”

She grabbed me by the wrist and dragged me over to the bed. She dragged me across her lap and held me down. My struggling was completely futile. She pulled down my shorts and panties.

“Jenny, no! Please!”

“This is for your own good, Steph. Little girls cannot have potty mouths.”

Her hand connected with my ass with a loud SLAP!! I couldn’t believe how much it hurt!

“Jenny, I’m sorry! Stop! Please stop!” I squirmed on her lap, trying to get away from her incredibly hard blows. By the end of ten whacks I was reduced to sobs.

Jenny finally stopped spanking me. She pulled me up into her lap and cradled me in her strong arms with my head resting against those huge, soft breasts.

She rocked me gently and rubbed my back. “Okay, sweetie. I think you’ve learned your lesson.”

Jenny’s shorts and panties were still around my ankles and I had a boner again sitting in her lap. She took her hand off my back and started rubbing it in the same soothing way.

I gasped. “Jenny, what…”

“Okay. Time to call Anna.”

“Jenny, no. Please??”

“Anna’s a nice girl. You can’t just stand her up and hurt her feelings.”

“But what should I tell her?”

“The truth. That you’re spending the night at home with your big sister.”

“I can’t tell her that!”

“Okay, I’ll make it easy for you.”

She stood up and took me by the hand. She led me to the phone then she twisted my arm behind my back again. I fell to my knees.

“Ah, Fu- Jenny! Stop!! Okay, okay!!”

She let up on my arm slightly. “Dial the number.”

I picked up the phone and dialed Anna’s number.

“Hello?”

“H-hi Anna.”

Jenny increased the pressure slightly. “Now repeat after me. ‘Anna, I’m really sorry but I have to break our date tonight.’”

I tried to pull away and Jenny squeezed harder.

“Ah!” Through clenched teeth I gasped. “Anna, I’m really sorry but I have to break our date tonight.”

“’I’m hanging out with my big sister tonight.’”

“I’m hanging out with my…big sister tonight.”

“’But next time I see you I promise I’ll take you somewhere really nice and buy you something.’”

“But next time I see you I promise I’ll take you somewhere really nice and buy you something.”

“Steve? Are you okay? I didn’t know you had an older sister. What’s her name?”

“I’m-I’m fine. My sister Jenny. You’ve met her.”

“But she’s-”
“I’ve got to go, Anna. Sorry. See you tomorrow.” I hung up quickly.

“Well that was kind of rude.” Jenny said but released me.

I sighed. “You win, Jenny. What do you want to do now?”

She giggled. “You don’t have to look so sad! I’m a fun sister! I‘m going to give you a makeover and do your nails. It‘ll be just like a slumber party.”

I groaned.

Jenny put on some teeny bopper music and painted my nails then put a bunch of makeup on me. She made me try on all different feminine outfits and model them for her. Having no other choice, I submitted to all of it. Just when I didn’t think this could possibly get any more humiliating she pulled out her camera and started clicking pictures of me in her clothes covered with makeup.

Jenny threw her arms around me giggling. “Oh you’re the best little sister ever! Just like playing with a big doll!! But I promised Mom I’d take care of you so I guess I’d better give you a bath and put you to bed.

Give

“Jenny, what-”

“Come on, now. No pouting. You can have bubbles.”

Jenny lifted me up and carried me to the bathroom. There was no sense in fighting her so I wrapped my arms and legs around her and put my head on her shoulder.

When we got to the bathroom she put me down and started running the water. She put bubbles in and tested the temperature.

“Okay, Steph. It’s nice and warm. Take off big sister’s clothes and fold them nice.”

I did as I was told. What choice did I have?

She picked me up and deposited me gently in the warm water.

When she let go of me and moved back the front of her shirt was soaked. She wasn’t wearing a bra and I could clearly see her hard nipples.

“Oops!” She giggled. “Naughty girl, getting big sister all wet!” She pulled the shirt off over her head and those huge beautiful tits were completely bare, inches from my face.

“What’s this?” She reached down and flicked my dick, which was now sticking up out of the water. “This little thing again? Okay, whatever. Time to wash.”

She picked up the soap and started to wash me. Her strong hands were all over my body. Those big, soft tits bumped against me as she washed me thoroughly. Finally her hands ended up on my dick and balls.

She held it in her strong grip stroking it with the soap. She rolled my balls around in her powerful hand.

I gasped and closed my eyes. I couldn’t take it! I shot my load right in her hand.

“Eeew! What’s this goop, sis?”

I opened my eyes to see her creamed hand right in front of my face.

“I-I-”

She giggled and washed off her hand in the water. “Okay, time to wash your hair. Slide down.”

Jenny washed my hair then I stood up and she wrapped a towel around me and dried me. Then she took me back to her room. She rummaged around in her closet again and handed me a nightgown.

“There you go.”

Resigned, I slipped it on. It barely covered my ass.

I turned and saw that she had changed into a short nightgown too while I was getting dressed. Her big tits were covered and I was disappointed that I hadn’t gotten a glimpse of her taking off her shorts.

What the hell was wrong with me?? This was my sister! I’d cummed in her hand and now I was wishing I could see her naked!

Despite the guilt, fantasies of her round, hard butt and soft, wet swollen pussy filled my head. I pushed the fantasies away and focused on the nightgown, tugging at it in annoyance.

“Jenny, this-”

“It’s perfect.” She said, pulling it down a little more and patting my butt affectionately. “Now I’ll tuck you into bed and read you a story.”

I looked at the clock.

“It’s only nine.”

She looked over at the clock and then flashed me a smile and a conspiratorial wink. “Oh okay! You can stay up and watch a movie with big sister. Just don’t tell Mom.”

Jenny led me downstairs and put on a movie and turned the lights off. On the couch she pulled me close to her and wrapped her powerful arms around me.

It was a horror movie. She covered my eyes during the scary parts. Just two years ago she would have been scared of this stuff. Now she acted like she was protecting me from it. But what could I do? I just leaned my head against her soft breast and tried to enjoy the movie.

It was almost midnight when the movie ended.

“Okay, now it’s really time for bed, sis.” She picked me up and carried me up the stairs. “Don’t worry. You can sleep with big sister so you won’t have nightmares.”

I didn’t argue. That actually sounded good. Really good.

She carried me to the bathroom and we both brushed our teeth then she put me in her bed and crawled in next to me.

In the dark I felt her strong hands pulling me close and her big, bulky body pressing against mine. She wrapped her arms around me from behind, spooning me.

“I had a lot of fun tonight, Steph. You’re a great little sister.”

“I had fun too, Jenny. You’re a great big sister.” I was pretty sure I meant that.

“Hey Steph, tell me a secret!”

“What? Why?”

“Cause that’s what sisters do in bed, silly. Tell each other secrets.”

“Well…okay. My secret is…that I think you’re really pretty, Jenny. You’re beautiful. And your muscles are amazing! Everything about you is amazing!”

“Aw! That’s so sweet!”

She hugged me tighter, crushing the breath out of me, but I didn’t mind.

“Okay, here’s my secret: I love having a little sister but I’m starting to think a little brother could be fun too.” She slid my nightgown up and grasped my dick. Her voice dropped to a sexy purr and she whispered in my ear: “You can do all kinds of things with a boy that you can’t do with a girl. At least not the same way.”

“J-jenny?”

She pulled me onto my back and rolled on top of me. She was so heavy and her body was so hard! She sat up, straddling my hips and pulled her nightgown off over her head. She was so big!! Those huge tits, Huge, powerful arms, chiseled abs, the fine blond patch of her pubic hair pressing against my legs, and those thick, unbelievable thighs wrapped around me.

She grabbed my hard dick again and slid forward up my body. I felt the hot wetness of her pussy against my dick.

“Jennyyyyyyyyy” I moaned.

She put a finger over my lips.

“Shhhh! It’s okay, little brother. Just relax. Big sister’s gonna take care of everything.”

me a bath??

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Savanna's awakening



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While brushing down her beautiful chestnut gelding Savannah realize that lately while

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Thanksgiving Santa Clause (Step Brother)

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My step brother played Santa clause two years ago, and i reminded him that i never got to sit in his lap and tell him what i wanted....

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Behind closed doors.



By Niteowluk2003



Gloria and her husband John had been married for eighteen years; as a forty nine year old she considered herself past child bearing age and she was happy that she had bore her two daughters at an early age; for both had now left home aged eighteen and seventeen respectively.



Gloria was five foot seven tall medium build and raven haired; her crowning

(Transformers 2007 movie) Bumblebee finally hits on Mikaela

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(Transformers 2007 movie) Bumblebee finally hits on Mikaela
© 2007, Warner Brothers & Hasbro of America

Bumblebee had a crush on Mikaela, he always have had it ever since he first laid his eyes on the gorgeous human female.

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It was the reason he faked a mechanical problem when she first got a ride from Sam. It was also the reason why he changed his alternate mode from a beaten old Camaro to a brand new top of the line one the moment she complained...

And now that Sam was away on a trip to New York it was Bumblebee’s chance, he drove himself out of the driveway turning on a hologram of Sam on the driver’s seat. Bumblebee rode to Mikaela’s house, once there he sounded his horn off. Mikaela came out looking rather surprised.

“Sam? When did you got back? And why so soon?” She asked but received no answer. Instead the hologram of Sam vanished “Holy shit! What the? Bumblebee what is the meaning of all this?” Mikaela nervously questioned Bumblebee. “I am sorry I did not mean to frighten you Mikaela. I… I just needed to see you, please come in we need to talk”

“Why, what is it? Is Starscream or any of those other so called Decepticons back?” Mikaela asked Bumblebee “No, nothing like that! Don’t worry just please get in.” Bumblebee said in a pleading tone to Mikaela. “OK I guess I can spare a few minutes or so” she said as she climbed into the vehicle. With that Bumblebee sped off into the highway, after a while they reached the location Bumblebee wanted to be all along.

“Hey were back at the lake where you guys first gave me a ride! OK what is going on? Why did you bring me here?” Mikaela asked feeling really puzzled about the whole thing. “As you said this is were we first met.” Bumblebee answered.

“I really do not understand… Wait, are you hitting on me?” Mikaela asked with a tone of astonishment in her voice. “Hitting? Oh you must mean the slang you humans use when referring to making a move on someone, right?”  Bumblebee said.

Mikaela was stunned by Bumblebee’s statement “Umm… Yeah you got it all right, so are you?” she asked more perplexed than ever. “What do you think? Huh?” Bumblebee answered her with a husky tone in his voice that Mikaela had never heard before but before she could utter a world a hologram of  Jim Carey’s character the mask appeared on the driver seat. The hologram began to speak in the character’s voice.

“Honey, you ask is if I am hitting on you? Sugar I’d be crazy not too!” as he finished like in the movie his face turned to that of an animated cartoon wolf his tongue rolled out and his eyes popped right out in classic cartoon fashion. With that the hologram once again vanished “Truth be told, I’ve had a crush on you ever since I first laid eyes on you. I got to give it to Sam. The boy does have excellent taste!” Bumblebee explained..

“Well, thanks… I think… So are you all outer space alien robots like this?” Mikaela asked once again. “What do you mean like that?” Bumblebee asked as it became his turn to be puzzled. “I mean horny cybernetic beings like you?” Mikaela answered back. “All sentient beings feel urges and desires regardless of being mechanical or organic Mikaela” Bumblebee explained.

Mikaela was more puzzled than ever ”But you are machines! I mean do you reproduce as we do?” she asked one more time. “No we do not reproduce as you organics do. In Cybertron it was the All Spark that gave life to us all. We do not know the origins of the All Spark other than the fact that it created us. But never the less as I said before as fully sentient beings we have all the urges and desires that you humans do!”

“Really, now? Do you have to go to the bathroom as well?”  She asked in a somewhat mocking tone. “That’s strictly a bioorganic function Mikaela, our cybernetic bodies produce very little if any waste.” Bumblebee explained in a tone that clearly denoted that he was rather annoyed by the question.

“Yet you are somehow interested in hitting on somebody with a less efficient organic body like mine!” Mikaela now shouted back angrily. ”I’m sorry Mikaela; it was not my intention to upset you. But I did find your last question rather annoying.” Bumblebee said in a condescending tone. Bumble… Umm… You know what could I just call you BB?” She asked.

“If that’s what you want…” BB responded back. “OK well BB just how on Earth do you think this could possibly work out? As you said you are machines that were created by the All Spark and you obviously do not have any reproductive organs to speak off and even if you did the differences in size would still make it impossible.” Mikaela said inquisitively.

“Honey I may not have a prick and as you said even if I did it would not be possible for me to use it given the size differences between us, but I know plenty of ways to make you happy!” BB answered with a devilish tone in his voice. “Make me happy?” she asked once again half knowing the answer anyway...

“Why is it that you humans ask questions that you really know the answer too anyway? I’ve searched your whole internet and if you really want it as you humans put it in plain English. I know how to make you cum like crazy!” BB replied back.

“Oh, is that so? And just how could you possibly pull that off?” Mikaela asked feeling both curious and a bit horny now. BB felt Mikaela’s arousal and happily pressed on. All of a sudden Mikaela felt like a pulse that came right under her seat and went right into her pussy making her very own clit vibrate, at nearly the same time she felt a sudden breeze from another direction slightly to her front and below her which lifted her blouse.

“What… What was that?” She asked extremely surprised. “Inside the cabin I can control both sound waves and displace air with precision. In fact it can be as precise as a laser beam and that is what you just felt” BB explained. “Wow if that’s what you can do in your disguised mode what can you in your Robot mode?” She asked feeling positively turned on now.

“A bit more but for that we would need a far more secluded place than this but we have not even started yet.” BB told her “Ok so how do we proceed now?” Mikaela asked. BB felt that at this point she was totally in the mood and ready to comply with whatever he told her “Well I think you should begin by removing your clothing as they will only get in the way.”

“You want me to strip naked?” Mikaela asked now with a bit of nervousness in her voice. “Isn’t that the usual way you humans engage in sex anyway? And Mikaela please relax I would never, ever do anything to hurt you!” BB told her in a soothing tone. “I know, it’s just I’ve never ever had have sex with a robot before! Alien or not! I’ve been with plenty of guys and even have French kissed a girl once but that’s it!”

“There’s a first time for everything and it is also a first for me as well!” Bumblebee said in response. “You mean first time with a human or first time ever?” She asked. “It is pretty much my very first time ever!” BB answered. “And you plan on umm… Making me cum like crazy without any prior experience whatsoever?” Mikaela asked with a devilish tone in her voice.

“Experience won’t be an issue. You see I can sense every breath you take, every heartbeat your heart makes in short I can sense any minute change in your body and act accordingly so… Are you gonna get naked or not?” BB explained. “Damn you are one impatient tin can! Hold on…” She said as she slowly undressed as she did Mikaela noticed the windows glass becoming darker. “Oh that’s nice give a lady some privacy” She said giggling as she finished undressing “Anything for you my dear!” BB told her.

Mikaela was now totally naked in the passenger seat of Bumblebee “Well I’m ready now” she said in a husky voice. “Indeed you are!” BB answered. With that Mikaela felt both surges of what seemed to be sound waves and wind hit her exposed boobs as if someone was caressing them. Her breathing became deeper as her arousal grew. Her nipples became hard and erect thru BB’s ministrations using the combination of surges of wind and sound waves precisely targeted toward her boobs and nipples.

She instinctively spread her legs as surges of sound and wind assaulted her pussy plying it open and making her clit vibrate at the same time. Mikaela moaned in absolute ecstasy as she felt the impending and inevitable arrival of a humongous orgasm. She finally climaxed and her body convulsed spasmodically. Wave after wave of orgasms ripped thru her body as BB continued ministering pleasure to her body in a way no human ever could.

 Every sensitive erogenous area of her body was not left untouched by BB’s expert manipulation of sound and air currents and it was all simultaneous too unlike any person man or woman could possibly ever make her feel. Mikaela lost all control of her body under the extreme pleasure sensory assault she was being dealt by BB and lost track of time and space being a total prisoner of the incredible sensations that racked her body.

After about an hour the pleasure sensory barrage dropped down as BB felt that Mikaela was all but drained.  Mikaela uttered the first words she could once the sexual sensory storm that had ripped thru her body had concluded “I… I’m so… Tired! I can’t move a muscle!” BB replied her back in a soothing tone “Shh… Don’t worry you’ll be fine you do need to rest now though!”  With that BB opened the passenger car door and gently dropped Mikaela on the ground rapidly transforming into Robot mode. BB gently picked Mikaela up walked to a nearby hill overlooking the lake that was now bathed under the light of a full moon.

BB laid Mikaela next to him, by that time she was soundly asleep. BB gently brushed her long hair from her face “You are one magnificent creature Mikaela!” it whispered as it silently admired the gorgeous naked beauty sleeping next to it on that solitary hilltop.

 Almost at about 4:40 AM to 5:00 AM Mikaela woke up startled to be under the stars she then remembered as BB spoke to her “Don’t worry dear you are quite safe!” “What…. What time is it?” She asked “Well in what you humans call your time zone would be about 4:40 AM…” BB calmly replied back ”4:40? It’s almost sunrise, I need to be back home! Where are my clothes?”  “Right next to you my dear.” BB told her.

She quickly picked up her clothes and began to dress “Although I have to say I very much prefer you in your should I say natural state!” BB said as she finished dressing. “Yeah I bet, now I know what guys and giant space robots have in common!” Mikaela replied. “And what’s that?”  BB asked.

“You both can’t wait to get into our skirts or pants that’s what!”  She responded “Well can’t argue you with that logic, coming?” BB asked as it transformed back into his vehicle mode and opened the passenger door for Mikaela. She promptly entered and immediately Bumblebee took off into the road.

“So where is this going now?” Mikaela asked. “What do you mean? The road?” BB asked back confused. “No not the road, this thing between us now?” She explained visibly a bit annoyed of having to be so specific but then again no one said Robot/Human relationships would be easy did they?

“Oh that… Well, look Mikaela I don’t want you to think that I want to come between you and Sam, you guys do belong with each other and besides in the end I could not possibly ever offer the kind of relationship you need or better yet deserve.” BB explained solemnly “Strangely enough I understood all that! So is this a one time deal then?” She replied back. “Only if you want it to be. I’m very fond of you I like you a lot Mikaela I did since I first laid my optical sensors onto you.” BB said.

“So Bumblebee tell me when you obviously faked your mechanical failure when Sam picked me up was it too get a good look at me then?” She asked. “Give the girl a prize, you won the lotto! Bingo! As I said I’m fond of you since I first saw you.” BB answered plainly. “And you kept all this to yourself for all this time? I mean why now?” Mikaela asked. “I had to wait for what you humans call the right moment and it felt this was it, was I wrong?” BB asked with a tone of sadness in his voice.

“No it wasn’t. It still a bit of a shock but no it wasn’t wrong, but if we obviously cannot pursue a relationship like 2 human beings would have what then?” She asked. “Again that is entirely up to you. What we had tonight could be a one time thing or it could happen as many times as you like, besides I only showed what I can do in vehicle mode so far!” Bumblebee said in a devilish tone.

“You are terrible!” Mikaela said hitting the dashboard in a slapping motion. “Me? Terrible? No Amazing and Spectacular definitely!” Bumblebee replied as once again a hologram of Jim Carey’s the mask appeared blinking at her. Mikaela could not help but to laugh at the overture. “Still Sam should not learn of this extracurricular activity!” she pointed out. “That would be wise…” BB replied back as it stopped right in front of Mikaela’s home.

“I do believe this is your stop my beautiful lady” Bumblebee said as it opened the door for her. “Well thanks for a one of a kind night!” she replied back. “Do you want it to be just one a kind night?” BB asked. “No most definitely not Bumblebee. So when can we do this again?” “Well it would be preferable when Sam is away such as this time for sure and he returns tomorrow so…”

“Agreed so ‘till Sam’s next long trip then…” Mikaela agreed. “Well ‘till then, see you around…” BB said as it sped off toward Sam’s house and Mikaela entered her home to get ready for the next day which was to start in about an hour or 2.

The end…

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Rainbow of cocks

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I have many stories posted here so if you have read my stories you know how I look like and how slutty I am all the time. This is just another story in my life of my need to have cocks in me. 

Speaking to Jason (black guy) one night as he was busy fucking me with his room mate, I mentioned to him I would like to bring different colors of cocks together to fuck me at the same time. H

Meeting the Desperate Housewife

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Meeting the Desperate Housewife

A new couple had just shifted to our mansion and I, as the owner had to pay them a visit and get all the important paperwork done. It was a hot Monday and the sun was shining bright. I drove and parked my car in front of their garage. I rang the doorbell to see that a young lady (around 20-23 years), wearing a sports bra and pants welcomed me. I paused a minute t

New Kind of Housekeeper Ch#1

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          My name is Dean and I retired with 45 years federal service.  I knew that I could never afford to reside in the States on my retirement so I moved to the Philippines.  As a foreigner and single I would only be able to purchase 1000 square meters of land. 

A surprising visit

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A few years ago, I was back in the UK after spending some time away.  I was only there for a few days and had to get an important document to a contact, although he was out of town.  On the phone, he asked me to drop it at his home and I agreed.

It was around when I knocked the door and, after  three more knocks and quite a long wait, it was opened by one of the most luscious women I have ever met.  She was tall, with long black hair, a beautiful face and flashing green eyes.  To make matters worse for

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my heart rate, she was dressed in a white silk dressing gown, or house coat which she had presumably been holding together but which fell open as she opened the door, revealing a glimpse of good sized breasts and a slim figure before she quickly snatched it closed.  Her hair was wet and she had obviously come from the shower to attend to the door.  She looked more than a little upset.

"Yes.  what do you want?"  She said irritably.

I apologised for the inconvenience and told her who I was.  She immediately looked flustered and apologised in return, saying that her husband had phoned to tell her I was coming but that she forgotten.  She invited me in and stepped back.  I walked down the hall and into the lounge as she indicated and she asked if I wanted anything to drink.  I declined but asked if we might sit down.  I had known her husband for a couple of years but had never met her.  I said we should chat a little, if it was ok.

She looked nervous and glanced down at her robe, but she smiled and said ok.  As she sat on the sofa opposite my chair, her silk robe parted to show her long legs almost up to her bottom and she hurriedly pulled it closed again.  I repeated my name and she told me hers was Susan.  We chatted amiably enough for almost an hour and when she had obviously relaxed I mentioned her wet hair and her robe.  I asked if she had been showering. She laughed and said it was ok, she had just finished when I knocked.  I took a real chance then and gave her my best smile as I told her how wonderful she looked with wet hair and a very revealing robe.  It was make or break time.  Would she like it, or tell me to leave?

Susan looked a little embarrassed but she thanked me and asked if I thought the colour suited her.  I knew then she was playing.  I said she looked stunning, but would look better without it.  I stood up and told her to stand too.  She hesitated but did as I had said.  I stepped to her and took hold of the robe with both hands, opening it and letting go to step back again.  She stood there, visibly trembling as I looked her up and down, but she didn't cover up.

She was magnificent, with lightly tanned skin and a lovely body.  Full high breasts with large nipples, a slim waist and, my personal favourite, no pubic hair at all.  Her head was lowered and I knew she had picked up on my tone of voice correctly.  I told her to take it off all together and to turn around, to show me what she really looked like.  As she obeyed, I held my breath.  At the site of her long smooth back and her perfectly rounded firm bottom my erection began to rise and I knew I was going to enjoy this woman.

"Kneel!"

Keeping her head lowered she dropped to her knees and I understood immediately that she had played this particular game before.  I stepped closer and took and handful of her long hair, pulling her head back so that she was looking up at me.

“The moment I saw you I knew you were a slut.”  This wasn’t true of course, but a little elaboration helped the mood.

“I’m glad your husband is away, because you’re going to be my whore.  I’m going to make you do things I’ll bet he doesn’t even know you’re capable off”.

Her face was glowing and I was certain it wasn’t with shame.  I let her go and told her to unfasten my trousers.  This she did with eagerness and when I had stepped from them I took her hair again and pulled her face to my crotch, rubbing her against my erection as it bulged through my shorts.  I told her to take them off me and I couldn’t resist smiling when she gasped at the sight of my hard cock.  I’m no porn star but it’s thick 9” have never let me down.

I sat back on the sofa and pulled her with me by the hair, dragging her across the floor as she quickly scrambled to keep up.  I pulled her face to me once more and command her to worship my cock.  I know, it’s a silly phrase but that’s what I said.  She began fondling it and kissing it, then she eased back my foreskin and licked the head.  I almost moaned but kept up my stern image.  I closed my eyes as worked, licking and sucking with the expertise of a real whore.

I let her pleasure me for a long time, pausing only to remove my trousers and socks (so unattractive when you’re naked) and my shirt.  Finally, I told her to stop and to stand up. She was slow releasing my cock, but I couldn’t punish her for that and when she was on her feet and told her to masturbate.  She looked at me then, a look of puzzlement and a little embarrassment, which I loved.

“Go on whore.  Wank for me.  I want to see you rubbing your cunt!”

My harsh words worked and she began stroking her pussy, sliding a finger between her folds nd working it I there.

“That’s better.  Now sit down and spread yourself wide.  I want a good look”.  Again the nervous expression but she obeyed quickly, sitting back with her legs spread and her eyes closed.

“No.  Open your eyes.  You’re not pleasuring yourself alone.  You are masturbating in front of a man you have only known for an hour.  Put on a show you little slut”.

I allowed her to do it for a reasonable time.  Until she was sighing and moving her body and until I could see she was very wet. Then I stood over her again and grabbed another handful of thick wet hair, pulling her face upwards.

“Good.  Now lick your fingers.  Tell me what it tastes like”.

She did as I commanded and made obvious sounds of enjoyment which made my head pound.  She smiled and said it tasted like honey.  Well, I wasn’t going to let her get away with playing with me.  I told her to rub herself again and made her push all four fingers as deep as she could, then I held her wrist and bent down to lick her fingers myself.  I was blown away. She wasn’t lying, it really did taste sweet and thick, just like honey.  I sucked on her fingers then knelt down to push my head between her thighs.  Her sex was open and sopping wet and I pressed my face into her, my tongue probing inside her at her soft and sensitive inner flesh.  She was moaning and lifting herself off the seat, her hands pulling my head hard against her, but I wasn’t interested in her pleasure.  She tasted incredible and I couldn’t get enough.

On and on I licked deep inside her and sucked at her flesh.  I licked her clitoris and sucked on it, surprised by how big it was, rubbing the tip with my tongue.  She screamed and begged me to fuck her but it wasn’t time.  I did everything I knew how, to make her cum, but solely for my selfish pleasure.  I wanted to drink from this delectable woman and I wanted her juices to flow.  Finally, I worked my hand under her and pushed a finger into her ass. This, together with my attention to her clitoris, drove her over the edge. She rose up from the sofa and it was only my hand on her stomach that kept her from bucking me off.  She screamed long and loud and her legs tightened around my head.  Her hands forced my face against her and I had to use all my strength to pull away a little and then, as she came, she ejaculated.  I have known only a small number of women who did this and I have adored every one of them.  Susan spurted over my face and into my open mouth and I actually got to drink down her sweet, honey like, cream as she climaxed in a frenzy of thrashing arms and legs.  I kept licking and sucking until her orgasm subsided and it seemed to take forever.

As she became calm again, I stood up once more and looked down on her.  Her eyes were shining now and her skin was covered with the sheen of sweat.  I asked if she still wanted me to fuck her and she answer yes with eyes full of pleading.  I told her to lie back and lift her legs high then I held her ankles, pulling her legs open to the extent of my reach. I looked at her red and wet pussy, still wide open and I resisted the urge to go down again.  Instead I knelt on the very edge of the sofa and leaned in to place my cock between her lips.  She was moaning again and trying to move forward to feel more of me but I commanded her to be still.  She looked sulky but obeyed and I put her legs over my shoulders as I pushed forward.  My thick hard cock entered her easily but inside she was tight and burning hot.  Supporting myself with my hands on the back of the sofa, I pushed deeper against the wonderful restriction of her sex until we were completely together.  Then I looked into her eyes.

“How is it that a dirty little cumslut like you has such a tight pussy. Been exercising have you?”

She smiled shyly but her answer made my mind spin.

“I’m glad I please you, Master”.

Master.  Can you believe that?  She knew the rules of the game alright and I wondered who she played it with.  I began moving back and forth, sliding my cock in and out of her hot wet sex as she moaned beneath me.  I went slow at first but built up the speed and the thrusting until she was moaning louder again and rising to meet me.  I could feel her wetness on my balls and for a moment I wished I was behind myself to see how it looked.  Too many porn films I guess.  I was really pounding her now, ramming myself hard and deep as she bucked to meet my every effort.  My hands roamed over her and under her, cupping her breasts and squeezing hard, pinching her long nipples and making her cry out.  I knew I couldn’t keep it up for much longer and I suddenly stopped and stood up.  She actually cried out in alarm and looked devastated at the loss.

“On you knees on the floor slut!  Lean over the sofa, I’m going to take you like the bitch you are”.  She hurried to turn around and her as looked wonderful.  I caressed it lightly and then slapped it hard, making her squeal in pain and surprise. I slapped her once more, then took her by the his and drove my cock deep into her without stopping, so hard it made her gasp.  I began fucking her again, slapping her cheeks with each thrust.  She was moaning and her hands clawed the sofa as he began to climax again.  Suddenly her body started shuddering and she began shouting, an unending stream of filth which almost made me cum with her.

“Oh fuck me hard.  I’m cumming again.  Oh God do it.  Use me.  Hurt my cunt.  Rape me you bastard.  Aaargh!”

To hear such words in her cultured voice was such a turn on.  If I could get any more turned on.  I redoubled my efforts and was fucking her almost savagely as she kept up a barrage of encouragement and filth.  I was near to cumming myself but there was one more thing I wanted first.  I slowed down and slowly withdrew and she settled a little.  Then I told her what I was going to do.

“You have been such a good little whore that I’m going to reward you.  I’m going to cum in your ass”.

At this she surprised me.  She looked back and said no.  she said that only her husband had ever done that and she wouldn’t do it.  Well I’m sorry, but I was much too far gone for that.  I forced her further on to the sofa and pushed her head down as I pushed my cock at her ass.  She screamed into the cushion as I penetrated her and began shaking her bottom, to try and put me off.  I pushed hard and my cock slid past the initial restriction to sink deeper and deeper.  Only when I was in her ass up to my balls did I stop.  Then I let her lift her head up.

“Only your husband and me.  A filthy little cumslut doesn’t say no to her Master”.

I expected her to curse or try to push me off but I was wrong.

“I’m sorry Master.  Please forgive me.  Will you punish me by hurting my little bottom. Oh Master please fuck my ass hard.  I need to feel the pain.  I’m a dirty slut and I will do anything you ask but please, oh please, use me hard”.

A pretty little speech I’m sure you will agree.  And not the first time she had used it I guessed.  But who could resist.

I began fucking her, pounding her as hard as I could.  Really slamming my body against hers and driving my throbbing cock deep and fast and hard into her tender ass.  I grabbed at her breasts again, this time really squeezing and clawing them in my frenzy and she loved every second of it.  She screamed and pushed back at me and her words of filthy encouragement started again, a tirade of sex words that finally lost all meaning and turned into one long drawn out scream as she orgasmed yet again.  This time I joined her.  As she shook and spasmed, I exploded inside her, pumping again and again, filling her with my cum.

We finally subsided and we stayed together for a while, neither one of us willing, or indeed able, to move.  After a while I stood and sat back on the chair and she got up to sit on the sofa opposite me.  My cock was still hard and I liked the way she gazed at it.

“Come and clean me up.  Lick the mess off my cock and balls slave”

She slid off the sofa and came to me on all fours.  Her lips and tongue felt so good as she sighed and moaned her way through her task and soon I was ready to go again.  But there was one thing I always needed to do after cumming.

“Have you ever been pissed on, my sweet tasting slut?  I always need to piss after sex and you can help me.  Show me the bathroom”.

The house had a downstairs toilet and although it wasn’t large, I didn’t need much room.  I pushed her to the floor and made her look up at me.  I stood over her and held my cock in my hand.  As my piss began to flow she moaned and I knew she wanted it as much as I.  I directed the stream onto her legs and then over her sex and she actually held herself open to allow the hot liquid to stimulate her.  She shuffled to lie back next to the toilet and lifted her hips and I aimed it inside her open pussy.  She was moaning loudly again and shaking a little and I knew she was either having another orgasm or an aftershock.  Feeling my flow about to fail, I moved it across her body to soak  her breasts and finally over her chin and into her open mouth.  She gulped thirstily until I finished pissing and my cock was so hard it hurt.  I fell on her and although we were in a strangely twisted position, pinned between the toilet and wall, we fucked like mad animals, our hands everywhere, our bodies writhing, our minds on fire.  All thought of playing was gone, indeed all thought was gone.  This was two people out of control.  It couldn’t last long and it didn’t. We came together, her screaming and me roaring, our bodies both shuddering and grinding against one another until we were almost one being.  I don’t know how, but as uncomfortable as it was stuck next to the toilet, we fell asleep and woke a few minutes later.  We got up and went together upstairs to shower.  We caressed each other softly and kissed like lovers and before long we were on the bed.  This time we were slow and careful and gentle and we stayed there all day.

Susan was so quiet and respectable on the outside.  Very beautiful but not in the least raunchy.  Who would have guessed that behind closed doors she was so driven by sex.  Just like me.  She was a real lady and I loved her for a short time.  I left in the evening to catch a flight out and I have never seen her again.  But I shall never forget one moment of that day.

Throwaway Child: A Love Story

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Chapter 1-Suffer the Child

Sandra woke with a jolt from a night of fitful sleep. She was cold, but had nothing to cover herself with, save the clothes she was wearing. She looked around the empty clothes donation bin that had been her home for the past several weeks. It was empty, as empty as the stomach that growled for food. She cursed herself, again, for leaving her backpack in the bin the day before. She had gone out to hustle for food. When she returned, someone had emptied the bin, taking with them the backpack that contained all of her worldly belongings. Sandra climbed out of the bin, and recalled how she had come to be in this fix in the first place.

It had all started when her mother got a new boyfriend. She had instantly taken a dislike to the man, and perc

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eived the feeling was mutual. He was fat and lazy. He moved in a week after meeting her mom and instantly made her feel a stranger in the trailer home that she and her mother called home. Sandra remembered the critical moment.

It was a beautiful indian summer day. Leaving the school grounds with a new friend, they walked together to the new friend's house. Her new friend, Lisa, had many things Sandra wished she had-two parents, a real house, cable TV, a computer, and a real nice CD player. Sandra had hung around listening to music while the girls giggled about school gossip. Suddenly, the sixth grader realized she was late and excused herself. Sandra ran all the way home, arriving at the front door at five minutes past five.

When she walked in, her mother and the boyfriend gave her a look. Greg looked at his watch and said: "she needs to be taught a lesson". "I think you're right Greg", her mother added. Her mother and Greg stood up. Greg pulled the belt from his pants. Terrified, Sandra asked:"What are you doing?" as she backed against the door.

Sandra's mother caught the girl. Pulling her backpack away, she began to pull Sandra by the arms over an easy chair. "NO" Sandra screamed as she tried to escape. Greg also grabbed Sandra's arms instructing her mother to take Sandra's legs. Once her mother anchored Sandra's legs, Greg laid into her with the belt, hitting the soon to be twelve year old in the back. Sandra lost count of the strikes, which finally stopped when a winded Greg said "That's enough".

Both adults released the girl. Crying, Sandra jumped up and ran in her room. Throwing herself on the bed, Sandra cried from pain and rage. A moment later, Sandra's mother appeared, throwing Sandra's backpack on the floor next to the bed. Sandra turned to her mother. "WHY?" the girl screamed. "Greg is going to teach us discipline, something you need lots of", her mother replied.

"YOU'RE INSANE!" Sandra screamed.

Sandra's mother slapped her hard, knocking her across the bed. "Don't EVER talk to me that way" the woman ordered. The wounded girl crawled off the bed. Crying, she picked up her backpack. Opening it, she made her way to the cardboard box that contained her underwear. Scooping two handfuls into the nearly empty backpack, she staggered over to the closet where she pulled two jeans and several shirts off hangars.

"Leaving are you?" the woman taunted, "give me the keys. I don't ever want you to come back. You've ruined my life enough as it is".

With trembling hands, Sandra gave her the trailer keyset.

"Now, get out" the woman ordered.

Frightened and confused, Sandra walked hurriedly through the trailer. Opening the door with tear filled eyes, she broke into a run as she got outside. She ran enough to get out of the trailer park.

She wandered for an hour before settling into a city park. Sitting against a tree, she broke into a cry again. She cried for a while before hearing a familiar voice. She looked up to see Peter, a friend from school. "What's up?" he asked. Through sobs, she told her story. "Come home with me" he offered.

Peter also lived in a trailer park, a distance from her own. Peter lived with  his  father, who quickly said yes to Peter's request for Sandra to stay. The man set up a cot for Sandra in the tool room next to his bedroom. Peter's room was on the other side of the trailer.

Right after bedtime, Sandra found out that Peter's father had an agenda. Oscar came into the room and pulled back the blanket. Sandra tried to cover herself, but Oscar pulled the hands away from the thin, 4'11" brunette. Sandra was wearing a T shirt and panties.

Oscar leaned in, "If you're going to live under my roof and eat my food, you're going to have to pay rent" he said tugging her panties down. Sandra tried to resist, but he was too powerful. He forced her legs open. Positioning himself he opened his zipper. Taking out something Sandra had never seen before, he began to force his way into her.

Sandra gasped as the head of his dick entered her. Oscar placed his free hand over her mouth as he continued forcing his way in. Sandra began crying from fear and pain as he pumped her no longer virginal pussy. Suddenly he shook as she felt her pussy fill with hot liquid. A moment later, Oscar pulled himself off of her and left the room. Sandra cried herself to sleep that night.

Oscar's visits were nightly at the same time. Sandra grew used to him, and just laid there as Oscar did his business. Finally, a week later, Sandra saw a chance for salvation. He was leaving for a weekend with his mother and asked if Sandra wanted to tag along. Oscar said no, adding that Sandra had housework to do.

Peter was gone less than a minute when Oscar made his plans clear. "Take your clothes off" he ordered, "I'm going to teach you how to please a man". Sandra did as she was told, undressing in the hallway and throwing her clothes in her room. She joined oscar in his bedroom, where he was undressing.  She climbed up on the bed, lay on her back and spread her legs. Oscar  sat n the bed and told her to sit up. Grabbing her by the head, he pulled her toward his crotch, telling her to open her mouth. He then filled her mouth with dick, showing her how to use her mouth and hand to give head. His orgasm caught her by surprise, most of which spilled out of her mouth as she choked on his cum.

He took a moment to catch his breath, then told her to get on all fours. He entered her from behind. Sandra just responded to his thrusts, but was caught by surprise after he came when he pulled her into him. Pulling her back against his chest, he was quiet for a long moment. Then reaching over, he pulled a rod from the corner. "Open your legs" he ordered. Sandra obeyed. He began striking her hairless pussy with savage strokes of the rod. Sandra screamed and struggled against him as she closed her legs. "Open your legs!" he ordered again as he pulled her long hair with his free hand. Sandra reluctantly opened her legs. He began hitting her pussy again.

After six more strokes, he threw the rod against the wall. He then shifted his grip to her nipples, which he squeezed mercilessly. Sandra screamed and struggled, finally breaking his grip. She jumped from the bed. Oscar lept after her, his left leg landing on a magazine as he grabbed her left arm. Sandra whirled and hit. Oscar, already falling from the slippery magazine under his foot, had his fall accelerated by the fist strike. Oscar struck his head on the nightstand and fell unconcious.

Sandra ran to her room. Ignoring her underwear, she pulled on a T shirt, shorts and shoes. She grabbed her backpack and ran from the trailer.

Sandra ran for a good while before slowing to a walk. She walked for two hours, eventually finding a nice neighborhood. Having left some of her clothes behind, a clothes donation bin drew her interest. Placed alongside a supermarket, she looked around and realized she could get in without anyone seeing her.She climbed in the bin and began looking through clothes. Then, it struck her that the bin could be a good hiding place.

 The bin became her home. For the first several days, she found that she could walk in the supermarket and live off of fruit that she stole. Eventually, a store employee began watching her. Sandra walked out and later that day found that she could beg for change in front of a convenience store.

It was there that things took an odd turn. An old man in a cadillac pulled up to her. Motioning her over, he showed her his dick. He offered her ten bucks for a blowjob. "Show me the money" she said. He pulled out a ten dollar bill and put it in his shirt pocket. Sandra climbed in his car. He drove into an alley where Sandra gave him a blowjob. When he came, he shuddered and moved only to breathe. Sandra took the ten from his pocket, then spied two rolls of quarters in the floor organizer. She took the rolls and ran from the car.

For the next two weeks, Sandra actually lived well on the thirty bucks. but then her luck ran out. She left her backpack in the bin when she went to the convenience store to beg. Worse, the weather turned cold and everyone ignored her. Returning to the bin, she found it empty, and had a long cold night.

In the morning, she climbed out and just started to walk.

Chapter Two: Tribute for the Hero

Desperation had brought John Osten to the city. He looked up at the bridge that spanned high above the river. He decided the fall would be enogh to kill him. He wondered though, if his body could be identified.

He had decided to end his pitiful life. The middle aged man's troubles had started several years before. A persistent backache made the firefighter seek out a doctor. He quietly began treatment knowing that his back problems were part work related, and part hereditary. He was doing OK, but then his shift Captain found out about the treatment. The Captain pushed John out of his job, citing liability he used buracratic rules to end John's career.

John struck back with a lawsuit, winning enough to live comfortably the rest of his life, if he wasn't extravagant. The single childless man began feeling more and more depressed and alienated. Unable to work, estranged from his family, and increasingly lonely, he began to wonder what his life amounted to. Then, a couple of persistant medical problems started. Both problems could be fixed, but without family he didn't see the point.

He decided on suicide. The matter was the method. If he committed suicide at home, someone would have to clean up the mess. He didn't want to inflict that on someone. Car accidents were too tricky, so he drove to the city and began looking around.

Standing on the riverbank, he knew that it was all in a day's work for the river patrol to pull a body out of the river. Yep, he decided, the bridge would be his final exit. It was just then that his privacy was interrupted.

Chapter Three: A New Life Begun

"Got any change mister?"

John looked down to see a shivering girl in a T shirt and jeans. Her long hair was mussed.

"Are you OK?" he asked.

The girl looked down. "Hungry" she muttered. "Are you on drugs?" he asked. The girl shook her head. "You want food?" he asked. The girl nodded.

He ushered the girl to his car. Placing her on the passenger side, he noticed that she took to the warmed interior. He cranked up the heat in the car, then drove to a McDonald's. Taking the girl inside, he ordered a salad and two Big Mac meals. The girl tore into the salad and her meal, woofing it down. Then he noticed her eyes roll back as she became very sluggish. He lifted the girl out of the booth and took her to the car.

Sitting behind the steering wheel, he tried to decide what to do. A voice in his head told him to take the girl home. He obeyed the voice taking her home and placing her on his couch. For several hours he camped out near the couch, then gave up and went to bed.

When he woke up, he found the girl still sleeping. He looked at the clock on the wall and discovered that she had been out for twelve hours. He went into the kitchen and began cooking eggs and bacon. He saw the girl rise up from the couch.

"Hungry?" he asked. The girl nodded. He cooked breakfast for the girl and himself. The girl woofed down the food and two full glasses of orange juice. After eating, the girl stood up. "What do I owe you?" she asked, pointing at his crotch "Do I suck that, or should I just take my clothes off?"

John looked at her in astonishment. "You don't owe me anything. Are you homeless?" The girl nodded. "What's your name?" "Marie" she lied. "Do you want a shower?" he asked. The girl nodded.He found some clean workout clothes for her before she went in the bathroom and locked the door.

Sandra didn't know what to make of the man. Recent history had taught her not to trust men. After the shower she dried herself and put on the workout clothes. It was baggy on her, but it was nice to put on something clean.

She walked out of the bathroom. Finding the man on the couch, she asked where his wife was. "I don't have one" he answered. "Why not?" He told her about the two relationships that had gone wrong in his life. When he finished, he asked why she was homeless. She swallowed hard, then told him her tale. "And your name isn't Marie, is it?" Sandra shook her head, then told him. "Would you like to stay here a while?" he asked. Sandra nodded.

Chapter Four: Because The Night

Sandra didn't know what to make of the man. Although she caught him peeking at her from time to time, he never made any advances towards her. He took her out to eat often. Sandra went from having her ribs exposed to filling out a little in just a couple of weeks. She had never eaten so well.

He didn't force her to go school, and didn't bring up the subject of school.He did take her to a couple of museums and the zoo. They also went to the theater often. Sandra began thinking she could trust John. It was after one important trip that she decided to take a leap of faith.

That morning, after they woke up, he asked her if she wanted to see his hobby. She agreed. First, he drove her to a specialty store where she was fitted for a khaki jumpsuit her size. He also bought her a leather jacket. Then he drove her to a small airport. Pulling up next to a hangar, he got out and opened a large door. Pulling off a large tarp, he exposed an old plane.

"What is this?" she asked.

"An SBD Dauntless, an old warplane. We're going up today".

Sandra trembled with excitement for an hour while he checked the plane and had it gassed up. Finally, they took to the air. Sandra had never been in a plane. She found takeoff and landing exciting and scary. After the flight, she hugged John and thanked him for the trip.

That night, at bedtime, in T shirt and shorts over her underwear, she appeared at his bedside. "What's up?" he asked. "Every night, I sleep on the couch" she started. He cut her off with "That was your decision, remember?" "Yeah", she replied, "but tonight, I want to sleep in a bed".

He moved over and motioned to the bed. She slowly climbed in. Looking him in the eye she warned him, "no touching, and stay on your side of the bed". He responded by rolling over and going to sleep.

The next night it happened. John and Sandra left out early catching dinner in a restaurant before going to a concert hall. Sandra noticed that most of the people there were John's age. She didn't look forward to hearing old people's music, but her attention was riveted the second the music started.

The band was four guys, and a tall girl in black clothes who played guitar and did most of the singing. From her front row seat, Sandra sat until half an hour into the concert when the beat finally got to her. Standing up, she began swaying and moving to the music. The girl singer moved out to Sandra and had her play the guitar by using a pick on the strings. An ear to ear smile crossed Sandra's face and she became a convert to the music.

The final song of the night struck Sandra in a way she never expected. The melody was haunting, but the words struck her between the eyes. She felt her heart swell to twice normal size and tears flowed from her eyes. After the song, the singer went out to Sandra giving her a rose that had been tossed onstage. Sandra was so overcome with emotion, that John had to carry her out to the car.

"Are you OK?" he asked when they got to the car. Sandra nodded, then snuggled next to John. He put his arm around her as they drove home. When they got home, Sandra got out on his side of the car and held his hand all the way into the house. "What's come over you?"

Sandra smiled, blushed, and pulled him all the way to the bedroom. She sat him on the bed, then gave him a long kiss. "Thank you for the most wonderful night of my life" she said, adding another long kiss. Moving the kisses along his chin to his ear she began to sing

"Because the night is made for lovers, Because the night is made for love, Because the night is made for lovers, Because the night is made for us".

She began kissing him in earnest, pushing him back on the bed. They caressed each other. She pulled her shirt off. He rolled her over. He moved his kisses down her neck  to her nipples. As his tongue went around her right nipple, she felt a tingle she had never felt. She began working her pants and panties off. John helped her undress, then moved between her legs, kissing, then licking her hairless pussy.

Sandra gasped, shoving her pussy against him. She felt a funny feeling in her stomach. Then, a shudder went through her body. She let out a wail. She was burning between her legs and wanted his dick in her.

"Put it in me, put it in me, please" she whispered.

He positioned himself and placed his dick next to her pussy. He had never fucked anything that small.

"You have to help me" he said.

She reached down, guiding his dick in. He pushed the head of his dick in. She   gasped, then moaned. He pushed in, her tiny hole gripping his dick. He got five of his six inches in her when he found the depth of her pussy. He began using small strokes. She pushed against him, meeting his strokes. She  caressed his arms. They shared a long kiss, which she broke when her second orgasm hit. He felt his own cum rising up, which filled her hole.

He collapsed next to her. She rolled over on top of him, smothering him with kisses. "Can you do it again?" she whispered.

"We have all night, and the rest of our lives"

She smiled and kissed him. "Yes we do".

Filler up Southern Style

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I had just pulled into this gas station off of the expressway in the state of Georgia to get some gas and check my fluid levels. I had been driving for most of the day and night enroute to Miami from Chicago. As I put the nozzle in the filler hole I heard a voice come over the speaker system that said I had to prepay for my gas after dark. I was a bit annoyed but I understood. So I went into

Seling My Stuff.

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Selling My Stuff.







I’d just finished drying the body beautiful and was about to pop a tee over my head when the back door bell rang. Fuck! 9 o’clock in the morning, who calls that early? I shrugged into my dressing gown and slouched to the door.

‘Hullo?’

It was a woman, mid forties, well rugged up against the cold morning.

‘yes?’

‘I’ve come f

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The room was filled with a warm steam that poured from the vents in the circular room. It was dim, with candles the only source of light in the entire room. In the very center of this room was a bed that two woman and I were upon, to the side was the pile of clothes I had ripped off of us. They were two of my best slaves, a blonde and a red head. The blonde had her back laid upon the bed as I

Bay Pharmaceuticals: The Squeeze

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Bay Pharmaceuticals: The Squeeze
By: SXCamaro

Jessica quietly smiled as people passed by her desk. She learned early that being a secretary at Bay Pharmaceuticals meant play down mental capacity and  show off some skin. Straight out of college Jessica believed she could find a position at Bay Pharmaceuticals that would employ her abilities and college work. She was not exactly a spring chicken anymore. Jessica saved for her tuition years before attending any university. By the time she started she had just turned twenty-five years old and finished up early at twenty-eight.  She had mastered in public relations and held a minor in business administration when she interviewed with the company a few months after graduation. The interview had been wonderful and they p
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romised great things for her. She was told that the job ladder required some entry level work before promotion into specific fields. To her surprise she was placed at a desk in the lobby of the main building and told to answer the phone, take notes, type, and order lunch. She felt like crying as she sat staring at the lobby. Years of hard work for what, a fucking desk job. She began typing the reports as they came in and slowly adjusted to her new way of life.

Jessica learned to enjoy her job slightly as the months went by. The pay was great and helped take the sting out of her position. She made triple what she could have hoped to make in Public Relations. She also found a new confidence with this secretarial job. She became “Jess” and everyone liked her. She also became aware of the attention she drew from the men. She wore low cut shirts accentuating her large natural C cup breasts. She also made it a point to hem skirts to show off as much of her gorgeous legs as possible. She worked out at least five days a week and had an athletic body that people would kill for. To top this off she threw on a pair of nylons and high heels that drove the middle age men wild. Quite unexpectedly she enjoyed showing off her body and it gave her power which reassured her that she still had control. Jessica had fallen into a routine of being the hott secretary that the guys talked about at the water cooler and wished they had a shot at. She replayed this image in her mind day in and day out she thought of this image.

One day Jessica decided to take a cigarette break having typed, answered, and ordered for well over six hours today. She quickly phoned her boss, Mr. Green and used her best baby voice and cooed the man into giving her an early break. Green brushed her off quickly with a annoyed tone. Jessica thanked him and hung up. He always seemed so upset and cranky when that Brennan man came to talk to address the board. They all seemed a bit creepy but it was not her place to question what went on inside the building. She was paid to be a secretary and she accepted that by now.

She quickly made her way towards the front door with her purse and out the front door. She sat next to the gigantic fountain near the Yankee Run River. She quickly lit up her cigarette and eagerly puffed away. Her cigarette break quickly had become her escape from the day and have a rebellious feeling. As she smoked near the fountain she was unaware of the security guard walking towards her.

“How are you today, Ms?” Asked the security guard.

“Not so bad. Little busy in there taking care of the front desk.” Jessica replied nonchalantly.

“Oh, so you are the secretary. Well its nice to meet you Ms…”

“Jessica. My name is Jessica but everyone calls me Jess.” Jessica replied.

“Okay Jess. Well it was nice meeting you and here you go.” The security guard pulled a piece of paper from a small pad and handed it to Jessica with a smile. “Have a nice day now, Jess.”

Jessica looked at the piece of paper and immediately felt her face flush. A ticket for smoking in a non-smoking area. She had not been aware that the state wide ban on smoking would be enforced at Bay Pharm. She saw people smoking all day out here and she had never had a problem before. She quickly cut her cigarette break short and tried to think of another place to finish her break. She wondered back inside the front doors and looked about. She then noticed a new door that she had never seen before. Stainless steel and unmarked. She decided that she would explore it quickly and return to her post. She walked to the door and pulled  it opened. She quickly peered inside and saw a long corridor with three windowed rooms at the end. Jessica peered up at the corners of the room and saw no cameras in the vicinity. She smiled knowing she had found a new place to sneak away to when she went on break. As she sat down she was approached by a young woman in her early twenties. She was quite beautiful large breasts, shapely body, and looked slightly upset.

“May I help you?” She asked of the woman standing in front of her. The woman hesitated to answer and Jessica glanced down at her log of incoming appointments. She read down the list and saw Melissa Patterson was the only interview left in the day. She quickly addressed the woman and she nodded in response. “Okay…Melissa Patterson. You have a meeting with the board of directors, the board chair, and project specialist. I will ring the room and see if they are ready. Please be seated and I will send you when they are ready.”
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The next day Jessica waited patiently all day long to try out her new smoke break room. She phoned Green at the appropriate time and was granted a break. She grabbed her purse and snuck to her get away. As she entered the room the security guard on duty notified Mr. Green of her intrusion. Green smiling to himself informed him to let her be. Green laughed hearing the news and phoned the Research Department about a new research opportunity.

Jessica smoked peacefully and with glee two cigarettes on her break. She felt like a child hiding in a club house sneaking off to look at a dirty magazine that they would surely get in trouble for looking at if their parents caught them. As she finished she brushed off her skirt and walked to the door. As she stood up she jumped. In front of her stood a man about six foot tall and slightly balding. He looked about fifty and had a corpulent body that seemed to match his messy clothing. Jessica although startled jumped again when he spoke.

“Why, what do we have here? Could this angel be sent to me? Are you the one that is the new research? Why are you here anyway?” Questioned the man as he sniffed the air. “Smoking are we? Why do this to your pretty self? What is your name?”

“I uh.. I’m Jessica…Jess I.. I am the secretary at the front desk…Who are you? I’m sorry I’m here. I just stopped for a cigarette and got lost I…” Jessica rambled nervously.

“Stopped for a cigarette? Jessica the secretary? Will she do?” The man again talked in a tone that gave Jessica the sense that he was absent minded and possibly dangerous. “Well I am the head of the Research Department. Dr. John Rhodes. Will you come with me this way?” He asked.

“Um I have to get back to work now so maybe another time Doctor.” Jessica said with a sense of urgency.

“Well if you ask me, smoking in a zero tolerance building is grounds for termination. I’ll call the guards and have you dealt with Jessica.” Dr. Rhodes said forcefully.

“Wait! Please don’t Dr. Rhodes. Please. I just wanted to have a quick break. I’ll do anything you want me to.” She said then thinking of her abilities. “I can please a man you know, Dr. Rhodes. I would be willing to do anything for you…if we just let this slide.” Jessica said seductively touching Dr. Rhodes shoulders and chest.

Dr. Rhodes was warned of her flirtatious nature and really had no desire to play games. “Listen, Jessica, Jess, or whomever you want to be. I need you to do a favor. Help me with my research and I will never mention you were back here smoking to anyone.” He said.

Jessica looked at him questioning his intentions. Dr. Rhodes sensing her uneasiness went on,

“ I hear you may want a job internally and I can help get you promoted if you just help me this once. Trust me it’s just a simple test and it will be all over in thirty minutes.”

Jessica felt a sneaking suspicion inside. Something seemed wrong but she needed to go along with him or she could lose her job. She agreed to help Dr. Rhodes and was instructed to walk into the first room of the three windowed rooms at the end of the hall way.

Jessica entered the room and it appeared to be much larger than she imagined. She had entered a room that was extremely wide and tall. Solid cement walls surrounded her and a single bench seat was bolted to the wall. The room was quite plain save for the six foot wide and four foot tall metal grate that lined the wall opposite the bench. Their also appeared to be a small metal grate six feet off the wall that had a circular hole in it. A weird creepy room she thought. She sat down on the bench and calmly waited for Dr. Rhodes to instruct her on her participation.

She sat for what seemed like an hour before a voice came over a video monitor and began to address Jessica.

“Jessica. This is Dr. Rhodes. I want to thank you again for agreeing to participate in this research. Please note that you must follow my instructions completely and you are being monitored by video camera so if you fail to cooperate I will patch the video feed to security and alert them of a break in.” Dr. Rhodes said sternly. “To begin with Jessica I would like you to walk over to the inoculation area Jessica. It is the small square metal object six feet off the ground.”

Jessica rose to her feet and walked to the area described by the Doctor.

“Good. Now place your arm in the circular hole and grab onto the metal bar at the end and say ‘confirmed’ when you are ready.” Dr. Rhodes stated.

Jessica felt weird but continued to follow the Doctor’s instructions. She put her arm in the hole. Grabbed the bar and said, “Confirmed.” As she finished saying confirmed she heard something come to life and begin to flash. She peered down and something whirling around her arm.

“Don’t worry, Jessica, it is just a tissue examination. I have to make sure you are good stuff before we get down to business. Okay, now when the scan is complete you will feel a slight pinch and a blood sample will be taken. You must remain still and do not let go of the handle or you will die. The machine could accidentally pierce through your arm and you will bleed to death.”

“Thanks for the advice, asshole.” Jessica said under her breath. She waited till the scan ended and then felt an intense shooting pain in her wrist. “Mother fucker!” She shouted.

“Opps, I guess it was a little more of a pinch than I thought.” Dr. Rhodes said laughing. “Alright, now… blood work looks great and we can finally begin our research. Now rotate the bar ninety degrees and we will begin research.”

Jessica grudgingly did so. She closed her eyes expecting another sharp pain. Instead she turned the bar and nothing happened.

“Oh my. It may be jammed.” Dr. Rhodes said over the monitor. “Look in there and see if something is blocking it.”

Jessica removed her hand and looked into the hole. Suddenly, she was sprayed in the face with a sticky sweet smelling fluid. She stumbled backwards rubbing her eyes. And coughing. Dr. Rhodes merely laughed and mentioned that he forgot to tell her about the spray. Jessica felt like crying this psychopath was torturing her. Just as she had enough of the man and wiped the fluid off her face she began to experience the strangest symptoms. She was becoming quite aroused. It started with a flushing of her face. She felt like she was having some weird hot flash the spread from her face to her breasts. As soon as it hit her bosom her breasts ached and her nipples became fully erect. The heat then spread through her arms, crotch, and legs. She felt like she was in the middle of some erotic situation. She could barely keep her hands from kneading her aching breasts and her swelled wet clitoris.

“Oh it seems that you are already experiencing symptoms.” Dr. Rhodes began. “I sprayed you with a pheromone and it accelerates the sexual desires of females. It induces high amount of chemicals to your brain and takes over the functions of your brain. The harder you fight your sexual urges the worse this will be Jessica.”

“Fuck you, Rhodes. I’m going to get out of here and the police will arrest you. Then I will sue your ass for every penny you have and this company.” She shouted.

“Shame, shame, shame. Well it looks like the first spray was only enough to get you wet you little cock tease. Let’s give you another so I can tell the guys at the water cooler what you look like. Open up slut.” Dr. Rhodes said.

Jessica immediately felt more of the sticky fluid spray down from the wall all over her as it filled the room. She fought but the doctor’s comment had struck a cord with her. She knew she was the hottie they all talked about banging in their free time. The thought of this pushed her over the edge. She unconsciously began removing her shirt and skirt and was soon left in her black bra, matching thong, garters, stockings, and high heels. She feverishly attacked her breasts with one hand and rub her clit with her other one. She was breathing deeply and quickly as she worked her hands over her body that ached with desire. She quickly found release as she worked her sticky wet body into a orgasm. She assumed that she would be done as soon as it came but to her surprise the orgasm only fueled the fire that burned deep within her body. She could feel her brain functions failing. She couldn’t think any longer. Jessica only knew and felt one thing desire. Desire to fuck and get off. This thought was all she could imagine besides pictures of men at the water cooler and Dr. Rhodes telling them about her rock hard body. She shivered at the thought and orgasm again and again. She kept rubbing her burning crotch until she passed out from exhaustion.

Jessica woke up several hours later. She stirred and tried to move. She found that she was extremely sluggish and her movement was limited to her hands and head. She seemed to be paralyzed from the chest down. As she looked around she noticed the room was considerably colder than earlier and the large metal grate along the wall was now opened.

“Awake so soon, Jessica? Well I’m pleased to say that the research was a success and that you will participate in one more project before I am done with you. You have probably already noticed that the spray has caused sexual desire upon contact and now left you slightly paralyzed. You see the chemicals are so potent they completely destroy parts of your brain. They especially target areas that produce Dopamine which controls bodily functions. Other areas are also affected in the process and basically you will not be using anything below your chest.” Dr. Rhodes said matter o factly.

Jessica felt shocked. She felt weird all over. As she tried to move she couldn’t. She brought her hands up and tried to pull her leg but only succeeded in brushing against her crotch and exciting herself again. “Hey, doc. If I’m paralyzed why can I still feel stuff down there? Are you sure you know what you are talking about?!” Jessica yelled.

“Hahaha. Yes I do. The chemicals do not kill nerve endings. They just destroy some brain tissue. Be careful if you get too excited you will be unable to control you sexual desires again and you will pleasure yourself until you go brain dead this time. Hahahaha!” Dr. Rhodes said. “Well now, since I can tell you are eager to get the research over with I will tell you the second part of my research. You see this spray only affects females. When injected or sprayed into a male it causes a growth spurt that is not that impressive. However, over long periods of time it adds up. We have been testing this process for a long time and we also discovered a increase of appetite as a side effect. So without further ado please meet our other test subject ’Squeeze’”. Dr. Rhodes said.

Jessica glanced to her left as a buzzer sounded and stared intently at the dark area behind the where the metal grate had been. Nothing seemed to be there till suddenly a pair of green eyes came into light followed by a long pink tongue flicking out from the dark. Then a slow quiet hiss was heard.

“Oh my fucking god! Something is in there Dr.! Please help me!” Jessica shouted. Jessica kept yelling for help as she turned her head in time to see the gigantic python emerge from the darkness. Tan with dark brown spots and a pink mouth. Slowly it slither on the floor towards the corner of the room. The snake had to be thirty feet long and a good two or three feet thick maybe more. The snake hissed at Jessica as it slither into a coil in the corner. “Dr. Rhodes! This fucking snake is going to kill me if you don’t do something! Get me out of here and I won’t say a word. Please, it might eat me!” Jessica shouted at the Doctor on the monitor.

“It might eat you!? I don’t think you have to worry about the might part, Jessica. It will defiantly eat you. You see, you are nothing more than a piece of meat. You are some stupid secretary that will become food for little Squeeze. Mr. Green informed me that you would no longer be needed and that you were a nice little cock tease. So partnering with his son Brennan I decided that I would film your little dinner date with Squeeze and fund future ventures into my research. I whole heartedly thank you for your sacrifice and Goodbye ‘Jess’” Dr. Rhodes said. “Oh, one more thing. I’ll leave you a present.” The monitor turned off and the spray began. The python immediately sensed he spray and became covered in it. Jessica began to feel the rush in her body again and could not help but pleasure herself. She became frustrated at her body she could no longer please herself sufficiently with her impaired body. Suddenly, the python slithered over to her and began flicking its tongue near her. The soft pink tongue touched her body and she shivered as it sent shock waves through her body and she began to moan. The python, sensing her arousal seemingly focused its attention on her crotch. Pushing her legs out of the way the snake began to flick its tongue over her vagina causing her to orgasm instantly. Jessica could barely think. She could only moan in pleasure at the strange arousal she was receiving from the snake. Jessica began to massage her breasts as the snake continued to flick its tongue all over her thighs and legs. As ‘Squeeze’ continued to pleasure her she noticed that he was slowly coiling himself around her. She had barely noticed in the arousal that three quarter of her body were inside his coils. Squeeze suddenly changed his attention from her crotch and looped his deadly coils around Jessica.

Jessica then realized that in Squeeze must have learned to sexual arouse his prey before crushing them and consuming them. She accepted her fate and began to feel the coils tighten around her. She stared up at Squeeze as his coils moved tightly around her. It seemed to her almost like he was passionately crushing her. The movement of the coils and the look in the python’s eyes gave her the distinct feeling of love. She stroked Squeeze gently on the coils as her bones began to pop. She felt no fear or pain during this. Finishing his job Squeeze loosened the coils and positioned Jessica to enter his mouth. Jessica strangely felt at ease and wanted to be eaten. Jessica could not shake the feeling that she needed to enter Squeeze and be eaten by the gigantic python. Was it her deteriorating mind? Was it the chemicals? Was she falling in love with a gigantic snake named Squeeze? She could not think clearly anymore and quickly extended her arms over her sensing the python was ready for its meal.

Squeeze’s mouth extended and slid over Jessica’s arms easily. She felt around the mouth and felt turned on once again. The slick, smooth, and soft surface caused her to begin gushing between the legs and drove her wild. She shivered as she was pulled into the python up to her breasts. The tattered remains of her bra slid down to her stomach and were gently ripped off as the snake moved further. Jessica could barely stand the wait and she pulled at the snake mouth to get more of herself in. As if answering her Squeeze swallowed her up to her crotch. Jessica couldn’t resist anymore and began to pleasure herself in the snake of a gigantic python. The very thought of her death drove her to an orgasm. She was thankful of this due to her hindered movements from the chemicals. Squeeze again moved further down her body and pulled her in up to her calves.

Jessica moaned as Squeeze’s mouth began to stimulate her to the point that her hands were unnecessary. She squirmed as her arms and head entered the snakes throat and were forced deep inside. One final movement and Squeeze had pulled Jessica into his gigantic mouth entirely. She was so engrossed her in arousal that she didn’t notice her high heels slide off her feet as Squeeze pulled her deep inside his mouth. She slowly moved through the snakes coils until she came to the gullet. As she entered she felt a new environment. Noticeably rougher than the mouth and throat and completely dark. As her feet passed through the muscle she noticed the lack of oxygen when the muscle closed tightly behind. As she felt dizzy from the lack of oxygen she noticed the tingling that began to creep over her body. She felt with her hands and noticed that her nylon stocking were quickly dissolving and melting into the fluid that was collecting around her body. She immediately knew that she was being digested and felt relieved. She smiled and quietly closed her eyes slipping into a deep sleep. She felt complete and lucky. She just wished she could have had time to thank that nice security guard.

Lifes Sexual Perks

Jolly1 on Other Stories

 Fact or fiction? you decide.

 As a young kid like most kids sexual experience is random, like playing Doctors and Nurses and moving on to "Truth and Dare" games pre-puberty. With puberty comes opportunities for tit flobbing and fingering our female mates. In those days no pill,so that was it.

 However once we became teenagers. Things of a sexual nature perked up in quite unexpected ways.

 Being of a business family here in England it was decided to sell up and buy a different business that was run down and then build it up and sell again for a handsome profit. Thats the way it works.

 Anyway to get to the nitty gritty, there w

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as a hitch in the deal resulting in my being temporarily placed with my maternal aunt. It so happens I had a serious crush on her,in todays language,MILF. Jet black hair,a body you'd die for and at about 40 a habit of flashing a lot of leg when putting down on an easy chair. God she was hot and divorced for about 10 years at that time. I as all boys had a very active mind and constantly wondered if her pubic hairs were jet black like her scalp hair. The reason for this was, my mother being an absolute blond surprised me one day when I was somewhat younger and innocently got a look at her pussy. There it was in all its glory with a mass of curly brown hair.

 I also clocked at this time my aunts oldest daughters father-in-law was visiting and paying a lot of attention to my aunt. Not being totally nieve I kept a canny eye on this situation expecting voyeur opportunities to develope in this quarter.

My aunts oldest brother always visited on sundays to see their perents who lived with my aunt,but most of the time he went to his sisters part of the house to tell her his latest sexual escapades being that he was in a difficult marriage and went elswhere for sexual satisfaction,one of the canteen ladies where he worked.

I listened intently though inobtrusively to these stories, finishing up with a severe boner,especially when he told aunt about a day when she got a bit lippy with him in front of his mates,so they grabbed her tipped her upside down,pulled her knickers to one side and gave her ten minutes with a canteen size sauce bottle as a dildo. He emphasized "canteen lady" took the full length and that the girth was bigger than his wrist. My aunt, I noticed was gigglling and virtually gushing excitedly. I wondered whether he planned getting her excited enough to try and fuck her,his own sister.

 There was a grandfather upright chair opposite the easy chair my aunt always sat in. I found this an excellent vantage point to glimpse her knickers when she changed position. I made a point of being in this chair after uncles visits because she constantly wriggled showing more than usual and a severely damp patch on the gusset. This dampness in turn made the airtex material more see through and her pubics more highlighted... Down to the cellar for a wank always followed.

 The cellar had new steps outside,so the original steps in a cupboard behind the grandfather chair was a young voyeurs dream.

 About this time I had an experience which made me nearly vapourize. Uncle left,on sitting down after seeing him off, aunty's legs opened much wider than usual,her gusset was to one side and there before me was a complete half of her pussy with the pouting lips pink and puffed up with lots of jet black hairs. (to the cellar PDQ) An iron bar had nothing on the hardness of my cock!

 Relieved but still hard,I moved to the unused cellar stair for some more vision of her pussy and to start another wank. Drat, I heard voices, its ok just a visit from the daughter's father-in-law and just when my aunts being all flashy. He's sat where I was but my vantage point is low enough to see through below the seat part. There it is again, a full flash,he must have seen it,could this be the moment I've anticipated, he gets to fuck her? She's obviously as horny as hell. I decided, she must have known she was doing it when she flashed for me. I'd been suspicious about this before,but loved it anyway.

 I catch some of the talk... "Fathers in the other room,be careful"  Eh,what did I miss while in the cellar! Another flash, he says,"go on" her hands go between her legs pulling the gusset completely to one side. There it is before my very eyes, her complete cunt. Youthfulness tripped in,I shot my load without putting a hand on it, honest.

 It was like when we were kids, she says "now you" no zips at that time,he's fumbling with his fly buttons, she giggles like a girl,then "fuck me its bloody big"... he "and fucking hard" He's off the chair and moves to her. He gets close to her ear,...fuck I can't hear what he's saying,but I can see the action,she's touching his cock,he's put his hand on her cunt,looks at his fingers and says,"fuck me you're soaking" She says,"shhhh, we can't do it here,we may get caught if father here's the noise" Thinks me, What noise!

 Aunt, "come on,we'll use the cellar" Fuck! do I bolt down the garden or stay to watch. What I know but she obviously doesn't is, her father,my grandfather has gone to his allotment digging anyway and gran's an invalid and can't walk so they could have risked it.

 I stay,but hidden in the stairs i quickly move down to a better vantage point. The cellar has an old dining table, a treadle sowing machine and seat,the rest is old clothes and other junk. Although I didn't know the terms at the time,will he be a lover or a "wam bam thank you mam" type?

 They arrive, luckily for me its going to be against the table. He's in close now forraging up her skirt, A WAM BANGER I think, her bums on the table,on my side her skirt is well up,white thigh and now her belly is naked,he's desperateley getting his fingers in the waist band of her knickers. Lift your ass he says, go steady she responds. He's chewing around her neck,while he tugs at the knickers.Fucking hell he says,more aggresively,lift your ass higher so I can get these fucking things off you.

 She puts her hands back and on the table,he wrenches the knickers round and down over her bum cheeks,amazing his cocks out and flopping around like a flag pole,his trousers have dropped round his ankles. The stairs where I'm hidden has bricked in sides, I've got my cock out and with the sight of all my aunts sexual tributes my cum squirts against this wall.

 He thrusts at her,I'm watching intently for it to go in her so I know how to put it in when the chance comes, A mixture of curiousity and excitement. She's panting but says "wait,get that sowing stool" he puts it by her,she puts one leg up on it...Even better its on my side,I'm now able to see her hole and his cock at contact. Its all slippery and shiny with what I later learnt was called love juice (precum)

 Then in it went,know fucking about,right up to the hilt,he grabbed her ass cheeks,then I understood what she said earlier about noise! boy did she squeal on that cock. She swore,screamed continually that she was cumming,she grabbed the cheeks of his ass and kept saying squirt it in,then she said fuck! its right up in my womb... didn't appreciate what that ment then.

 Then his thigh and ass muscles went into spasm,he stopped thrusting but gave little jerks and I noticed his asshole was twitching like my dogs did with the bitch down the street. "Fuck,I needed that" aunt said,but don't think its a regular thing,you just caught me right. You'd better fuck off before someone see's us... that was a laugh for me, sssh!

 With that he pulled it out pulled his trousers up and left. My aunt pulled her bum back on the table still with her legs open and was looking down at her cunt, like me watching all the goo run out of her. Talking to herself she said "you should have rubbed my clit more you prick" I didn't understand that bit then. She stepped out of her knickers and off she went upstairs,I sneaked out my hidding place and looked at the juice on the table.I couldn't resist a taste,my first but not last. In know time grandfather turned up with his spade to put it away. What have you spilt on that table? quick as a flash I said I don't know aunt spilt it. Not a bad answer for a kid I thought. He walked off mumbling she never cleans it up after her. Perhaps his nose wasn't to up to it because there was a distinct smell of cock and cunt. I wonder?

My first offering.

 More later then.

Lifes Sexual Perks 2

Jolly1 on Other Stories

 Fact or fiction? you decide

 It so happened, my first day in my temporary home with my aunt was a Sunday, the very days that my uncle fed my aunt the smut. (See LSP 1) Added to this she always read the smutty story page of the "Sunday National Rag" (Newspaper) I liked this because it made her fidget in her chair as I said before and each time I glimpsed her Knickers, the damp patch was bigger. Also she would read paragraphs out to her married daughter accompanied by dirty giggles. This one was about a female teacher seducing a male pupil. (And he complained!) "What sort of idiot was he then?" Every school boys dream, I thought.

 Anyway, I chime straight in, innocently asking, "

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;Could you seduce me?" Smirks,shrieks and much giggling by both at this question,so I follow with "Could Ginny then" thats my cousin, at this they're both in raptures of excitement. Ginny's four years older than me,young to be married,but she had to. Up till then I'd not seen any of her bits since we'd slept together as Kids in the war.

 Obviously getting turned on by the conversation at my expense,she shifted her position in her seat alongside her mothers. I couldn't believe it, her legs opened just enough to see up to the top. Fuck me! No knickers,In that flash,there it was a nice slit with brown tawny hair. Laundry in those days was done in a tub and I knew she'd rather have her head in a good book than do laundry,no tele' then. But not wearing knickers? most remarkable. Incidentally in passing,her husband was in Germany on military service at this time.

 Things settled down after a while, but I didn't get an answer from either of them, so being resourceful I unobtrusively seek the dictionary. There it was, SEDUCE "Persuade (especially virgin) to have sexual intercourse with one) Me a virgin! gee if only they would. Thats it, got to get to the cellar to soften my sexual controller. What a waste more baby juice against that wall.

 Came nightime I'm wondering what the sleeping arrangements are going to be, after all Ginny's got a whole double bed with her baby in a cot. Aunty wouldn't would she? Damn I thought not. Must be the settee then for me. But no, I'm told I'm sleeping in aunty's room. Where I wonder, she has her other younger daughter sleeping with her,so that ain't a runner. Surprise. she's put a single mattress on the floor in the corner from the bottom of her bed.

 I snuggle down on my mattress and watch through half closed lids for developments. Cousin Ross is a touch younger than me, she jumps on and into the bed showing excitement but no bits under her nightdress, I guess its because there's a different sleeping arrangement and a boy at that. Its aunty's turn, damn she switches off the light,but wait,being a main road and the curtains aren't closed,the room is softly lit by the street lights. (I bet the male neighbours opposite like my aunts bedtime curtain habit) Fully dressed she winds up her alarm.

 Comes the bit I'd dreamed of, she unclasps her waist band,the skirt drops to the floor. Facing away from me she bends to the floor with the globes of her ass about four foot from my face and those airtex knickers as tight as my cock skin. Because this material is a mesh of little square holes closely woven its not totally opaque,so it gave very good shadows of the bodies contours. At this moment the crack of her ass led straight through to her cunts groove with puffed mounds either side and cutting deeply into her groins. the light was better now my eyes had become accustomed, Yes there they were hanging out each side of the leg opening. it was some of her pubic hairs,looking forever like spiders legs when that creature is looking out of its lair. God what a sight, my cock will either burst from the pressure or the excitement will kill me.

 Was this being done on purpose? she was bent mucking about with the skirt an awfully long time. Rising she quickly removed her blouse,there it was,the bra' cleavage in abundance,my mind raced in that instant. Do she sleep with it on or take it off? Will she put a nightdress on before removing the bra' if removing it at all? Lots of questions but what's the answer?

 Got it, her hands are round her back fiddling with the clasp,but hang on she's facing towards me again,front view good light,what a dream, "I must be dead and gone to heaven" shoulder straps next, they're exposed to me, The finest pair of globes you could ever hope to see! What nipples firm and the size of a mans top finger joint. From that moment I was sold on extra large nipples and its stayed with me for life.

 So the knickers are staying on and from the waist up just a flimsy silk nightdress down to just below the crutch. She clambers into bed, lots of bum gyrations and she's in. Can I risk a wank? After all that I'll make to much noise. This is agony, I'm twisting and turning. Then aunts voice comes across quietly "Come and get in this bed on the other side" Bloody hell! where did that come from. My aunt never ceases to amaze me. "Don't wake your cousin" I'm up and in like a flash. Who wants to watch when you can feel?

 The close proximity of females in bed attire,absolutely new to me. Yes I'm dead alright,this just can't be true,can it? So my minds about to explode, I've got a hard on up to my chin, did she notice? Cousin's between me and the goodies,and its my aunts horny day, with uncle's stories and the paper.

 What next,should I wait to see if she has any plans or do I push my luck, but how? Things now settle we're all breathing steady but I'm wide awake,I wonder about aunty. Sounds possible she's asleep. I'll go for it, I mumble a bit as though I'm dreaming, I turn restlessly but not to much. My hard on's pressing against my cousins bum crease but outside her nightdress. I know the ends sticky with love juice (precum) Fuck! what if I shoot my load? I flop my arm over and past my cousin. It lands on flesh,but what flesh? dare I explore with fingertips. Everything is still, the senses in my fingers are at full sensitivity. Its a leg, above the knee on the lower thigh,to big to be cousins. Its aunty's! she has it bent forward,its the inside skin,her other leg must be straight. What now? move my hand or just enjoy what I've got.

 I roll forward slightly,so my hand moves forward up the thigh. no response, I can sense her heat, I must be close to the knickers. a bit more, yes I'm in contact with the round of her belly resting against her thigh. Panic, she's moving,is this where my hand gets swatted off like an annoying fly? No she's moved slightly more on her back so her other leg is less in the way and the knicker leg is now by my hand. Is she awake all the time? she sounds asleep,but then so did I earlier.

 My fingers touch the spiders legs sticking out the knicker leg. i move more daringly now,up over her belly and then down towards her crutch,I'm near because I can feel the heat and my hand senses dampness. Then my fingers contact the inner lips protruding under the knickers. I twitch as I shoot my load in my pj bottoms. Good job I kept them on seeing I was hard against my cousin's ass crack.

 I let my hand rest heavily on her cunt lips minutely exploring the groove and shape of every bit,it past my mind "I wonder if its tickling her" dummy,so innocent. She murmured and her hand moved, I froze and thought I would shit myself with fright. Surprise, her hand came down to her crutch she lifted slightly,then put her fingers in the leg holes and pulled the gusset downwards. She mumbled what sounded like "Thats better" for who me? or her I wonder.

 Curiosity got the better of me,what exactly did she do? then I knew, the knicker legs were now looser,so naturally I took full advantage to put my hand inside. Now I really was on the real thing, with my hand flat I moved it down over her belly,then her pubs and onto her pussy,she was soaking. I let my finger go in the groove and went all the way down as far as I could then back up at which my finger seemed to find a chasm it went in deeper and felt wetter then a harder part as I continued up her crack and what felt like another little entrance.(Pee hole) When I touched that she twitched so I moved onwards and upwards through the groove. I came to a stop because of a little hood and what ever the lump was under it got bigger as I touched it. Aunt started moving and making nice sorts of noises, I think she'd woken up because she said "keep doing that" so I did till her legs went all stiff and her breathing was all gasping with little short breaths. After a bit she said "no more please no more" I stopped,her hand came down and squeezed mine into the pool of fluid that had come out of her. Then she dragged my hand up her body and placed it on her tit. She said "squeeze that till you go asleep" I did, I was awake next morning, seen here dress,no mention was made of the nights activity. Now I really had some memories to wank to!

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Fertility Clinic

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Dr. Masters sat in his big padded leather swivel chair at his big polished walnut desk. A clipboard lay in his lap, and he looked over the pages, studying the applications and reports. He would consign most of them to the staff, but a few he would personally check out. Like this one, he thought, looking at one of the applications. Hmm, Shellie Wright, twenty-four years of age, married, auburn hair, green eyes, five foot six, hundred and twenty-five; husband found to be sterile; wants a baby, not by artificial means but by natural; income—sufficien
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t; health—both psychological and physical—good.

Yes, I think I need to check this one out, he thought.

Shellie Wright sat in the waiting room of the Masters Fertility and Reproductive Center. She was sure of what she wanted to do: be naturally inseminated and have a baby. Since her husband was sterile and she didn't want artificial insemination, it was best to be naturally inseminated. She could deal with it. It was better anyway to be naturally inseminated—natural was better all the way around. Her husband wouldn't know—he would assume she would be inseminated by artificial means, and she didn't see why she should tell him. And they could afford it too—no problem with that. The main thing, though, was that she wanted to make sure that the inseminator would sign over an agreement, that he would relinquish all rights to the child, and would not be considered a parent. The looks of the inseminator, his physical makeup? Well, she would prefer that he be halfway attractive anyway and not have any disabilities, but that was not a rigid requirement. The main thing was that he be able to inseminate her and make her pregnant.

Dr. Masters entered the waiting room and checked out the woman sitting there.

Umm—my god yeah, he thought. She looks like Nicole Kidman. This is going to be fun. Um umm.

"Mrs. Wright, I'm Dr. Masters. Do you have any questions?"

"Yes, Doctor, I need to know that the inseminator relinquishes all rights."

"Oh, yes, of course, Mrs. Wright. The inseminator has no authority or rights for claiming parentage. He will of course sign an agreement to that effect. Now, you are perfectly clear on this, aren't you? That this will be a natural insemination—not artificial."

"Yes, I'm clear about that. I'm wondering about your success rate, and any guarantee."

"Our success rate is ninety-nine percent, and the guarantee is this: We charge you one flat rate—a one-time payment. That's all you will pay. If, by some very small chance, you do not get pregnant, we refund your payment. We will have sessions until we successfully inseminate you. There should be no problem whatsoever with that, as you are by all accounts quite healthy, able and willing to be inseminated. I foresee no problems. There is absolutely no reason why we cannot inseminate you and make you pregnant, and give you a healthy baby. Now, any more questions?"

"No, I don't believe so," she replied.

"Okay, if you're ready, we can begin. Just follow me."

He led her down the hall to a door.

"Oh, just one thing more, Doctor. The inseminator, the donor—who will he be?"

"Me," the doctor replied. "I will be your inseminator."

"Fine," she said. Well, that's okay, she thought. He's not bad looking and he's husky and stout.

He opened the door and they entered a soft-lighted well-decorated room with a plush long wide sofa and a big-screen TV.

"Please, sit on the sofa, Mrs. Wright," he said. He poured her a glass of wine and sat with her on the sofa. He clicked the TV on and a film began showing—a very erotic film.

His cock began growing, getting stiff and hard. He looked over at her. She was voluptuous. Damn, but she looks like Nicole Kidman, or Jessica Simpson, he thought.

She watched the film and was growing aroused by it.

Might as well get this started, he thought. I'm ready for it, and she is too.

He reached over and slid her skirt up and pulled her panties down and scooted her body down on the sofa. He unbuckled his pants, slid them down and moved over atop her. He clutched her ass and moved his crotch up on her pussy.

He dug his hard dick up her pussy, jamming it in.

"Ohh—ahh—umm," she groaned as he dug it up her cunt.

He thrust it all the way up her pussy, and then pulled back a few inches and thrust it up again. "Umm yeah—ahh yes," he hissed.

She wrapped her arms and legs around him and humped her cunt up, and he began fucking her good and strong and solidly.

"Ooh—ahh—oh god—umm—ahh," she cooed as he pumped her pussy.

"Ahh—fuck baby fuck," he rasped.

"Ah yes—umm yes," she replied. "Oh ah, yes!"

"Gonna fuck you, honey, till I knock you up," he panted. "Gonna fuck your sweet pussy till I squirt a baby in you."

"Ah yes—ooh ahh," she gasped. "Fuck me, knock me up, fuck me!"

He pumped the meat to her, pounding her cunt. "Here it comes, baby, here it comes deep in your cunt."

He heaved his dick deep in her pussy and let her have it. He squirted a gob of sperm deep in her pussy. "Yeah—hot cum deep in that sweet fucking cunt," he hissed.

"Oh god yes—ahh—squirt it deep," she panted, heaving her body up. "Oh god yes—ah yes now! Now! Ah yes—cuming now!"

He pumped sperm in her cunt as she jerked and thrashed. Her cunt muscles squeezed on his prick, sucking his semen up into her cunt.

"Ahh—umm—ooh—ahh yes," she crooned with delight.

"Umm—sweet fucking pussy," he breathed out heavily.

His cock grew hard again. He pulled her down, off the sofa, and onto his dick. He heaved his cock up into her cunt and began fucking her again. He raked her blouse up, and slid her bra up and sucked her titties as he pumped his prick in her.

"Oh ah—umm—ah yes—ahh!" she wrapped her arms around him and locked her legs around his waist and began pumping her cunt on his dick.

He screwed her fast and hard, pumping his meat deep in her pussy. "Here it comes again, honey," he panted. "Yeah—here comes the sperm deep in your cunt."

"Oh god yeah—unh!" she gasped. "Fuck me—fuck! Fuck!"

He jabbed his dick all the way up her pussy and spewed semen into her cervix. "Ah yes—here's a baby for you, honey," he huffed.

He pumped glob after glob of sperm deep in her cunt.

He finally slid his dick out, got up and helped her to her feet, and told her that they should have another session in three days. "We need to inseminate you at least twice a week. We'll have another session on Friday."

"Yes, Doctor," she smiled in satisfaction.

Friday came and the Doctor had her again. He was licking her pussy, jamming his tongue in her cunt. She clutched his head and mashed her pussy up against his mouth.

He slid up her body and straddled her waist and guided his prick to her mouth. "Suck it, baby, suck my cock."

He grasped her head and thrust his prick between her lips. "Yeah, suck that dick, baby—suck it good," he hissed.

He fucked her mouth for a minute, and then slid his cock out and got off the couch. He pulled her down onto her knees and got behind her. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pushed up against her pussy from behind. He dug his dick up her cunt as he mashed and squeezed her tits.

"Oh god—ahh—oh yes," she cooed and thrust her cunt back at him.

He slid his prick out of her pussy and pushed it against her butt. He thrust forward and pushed it into her ass. "Ah—yeah," he grunted. "Umm yes—tight fucking ass."

"Oh god—ohh Doctor, ohh," she gasped.

He dug his dick up her ass and screwed it for a dozen strokes, and then he pulled it out and slid it up her pussy.

He really began fucking her now. He pumped his prick in her cunt, screwing her with strong lusty jabs. She jerked and bucked and hunched back at him as he fucked her.

"Oh god—it's so fucking good!" she panted. "Oh ah—your cock is so big and hard—god—so long and thick. Oh god—you're fucking me so good—ooh—you're filling me up."

"Gonna fuck your pussy, honey," he rasped. "Gonna fuck you till I knock you up—gonna fuck you till I squirt a baby in you."

"Ahh yes—give it to me," she gasped, "ooh yes—ahh—fuck me—fuck, squirt, fuck, squirt!"

He gave a mighty heave and thrust every inch of his prick up her cunt and spewed sperm. "Ahh yeah—here it comes, baby, here's the cum you want—here's the sperm you want deep in your sweet-fucking cunt!"

He squirted what seemed an endless amount of semen in her pussy.

After they had finished fucking, the doctor told her that they needed to increase the insemination, that she should come to the clinic three times a week. "We need to inseminate you quite often," he said, "in order to increase the chances of getting you pregnant."

"Oh yes, Doctor," she replied. "Every other day should do it."

"If need be we will increase it to every day," he said. "We will get you pregnant though, don't you worry about that."

And so it was. She was impregnated.

Dr. Masters sat at his desk and looked over the applications. "Hmm, this one looks promising," he murmured. "Married, twenty-five years of age, blonde, blue eyes, five foot six, hundred and twenty-eight. Yes, I believe I should check this one out."