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A Train Ride To Memember

JESSICAFINCH on Virgin Stories

He sat there with a peculiar look. His handsome face staring at me from across the train. I knew he was looking at me even when I was turned away, I could feel his cold gray eyes scanning my face that people always said looked like Pam Grear’s, my long slender and shapely legs, my nicely shaped breasts and the area between my thighs. It was a feeling that I had grown used to in the past year, men examining my body. At age 16, I  was quite filled out. When men first began to stare at more than just my pretty face, I felt violated. But lately I realized that most men who look would never do much and I began to take it as a complement. But this

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man was weirding me out. He had a hungry look that made me nervous, so I nearly jumped out of my skin when he began to approach me. I watched him put his bag in the seat that he was sitting in and begin to walk towards me. I looked away as if expecting him to walk past me. My heart began to pound as the stopped in front of me.

“Excuse me miss, would you like to take my seat over there?” the man asked with a sly smile that penetrated strait down to my core. The subway car took a sharp turn and he fell in close to me, his sweet cinnamon breath blew into my mouth. He lingered there for a moment boldly staring down my shirt until another sharp jerk pulled him away.

Realizing that another turn could come at any moment, I accepted the seat with a smile and waited for him to lead the way, but he gestured for me to go. “Ladies first.” He said close to my ear. I began to shove my way to the seat when I noticed that the man’s bag was on the floor and a very large man was sitting in the seat. When gray-eyes saw the man, he slid past me to confront him. As he moved by, I felt the unmistakable lump of an erection brush against my ass. The feeling sent shock waves through my body and I felt my own wetness begin to grow. It was the first time I had ever been attracted to a man and one that I didn’t even know. I mean yeah, Usher, Johnny Deep, and Bert McCracken all turn me on, but all of the older men that I see on the streets repulse me. However, the juices stirring between my legs didn’t lie. I had the hotts for this guy. He looked about late 20’s, not too old, about 27 or 28. And judging from the budge in his pants he was no old timer.

“Hey, I think this seat was hers.” He said.
“I don’t see her name on it.” The fat man said in an ugly harsh voice.
“You know, if this is going to be problem…” Gray-eyes stopped short when he saw the man flash a shiny pistol under his coat.

“Look, I’m in no mood to argue right now. So why don’t you and your little girlfriend take your shit and get the fuck off of my train.” The man said throwing Gray-eye’s bag at him. The train rolled into another stop and we both got off silently and quickly. “Come on, Maybe we can get you on another car!” gray-eyes said, grabbing my hand and rushing towards the train, but no sooner did he say the words the train pulled off.

“I am so sorry about that.” He said, his beautiful eyes filling with remorse. “I feel so bad” he went on. “Oh its not your fault. Some people are just fucked-up like that.” I said, hoping he would take notice to my adult choice of words. “But still, I want to make it up to you. How about I find us a cab. I’ll pay.” He offered. “ Oh no. Its okay the next train comes in about 45 minutes I can wait.” I said. Chances finding a cab in New York at eight o’clock in the evening were about the same as finding an ice cube in hell; plus something about riding in a car with this man made me nervous. “No I insist. Where do you live?” I opened my mouth to refuse but one glance of his sexy smile and I found myself telling him I lived on Grand Avenue. “Oh that’s not too far. I’ll call right now. Hold on.” He whipped out his phone and called a cab company. “Yes I’m on 33rd and Beach. um hum…” I looked at the street sign painted on the wall. It said 35th and Beach. I tapped him on the shoulder and pointed to the sign and he held up his finger to wait. I stood waiting and inadvertently my eyes drifted down to the bulge in his pants; I could feel my head getting hot and my pulse pick-up. I thought for a moment of what it would be like to have his dick sliding in and out of my virgin pussy. I could see it in my mind, him on top of me pounding away…I shook the thought from my head, suddenly repulsed at myself for thinking such a slutty and perverted thought. “…Ok. Thanks. The cab will be here in a few minutes. I ordered it for a few blocks over where traffic isn’t so heavy, it’s faster that way.” He said with an irresistible smile that made me want to kiss him right then and there.

We walked up the stairs and onto the busy street and when we rounded the corner, I was surprised at how vacant it was. We walked along making small talk. I learned that his name was Jay and I told him that my name was Monica. We walked until we came to one of the sets of descending basement stairs. As we walked by, he looked down and stopped short. He stepped closer and bent to get a better look. “Hey What’s that?” he asked. “What?” I answered. “Look, it looks like money on the ground!” he said stepping aside so that I could look. “Let’s go get it.” He said, pushing me down. When we got to the bottom, as I bent to pick up the new 20$ bill, he pushed open the door and shoved me inside. “WHAT ARE YOU DOING?? LET ME OUT!!!” I screamed. He cupped his hand on my mouth and gripped me tight with his other arm. “ Shhhhhhhhhh, Shhhhhhhh, Shut Up!” he growled which caused me to just scream louder. He dragged me over to a chair in the corner with ropes and plopped me down in it. He tied me regardless of my struggles and screams and gagged me with a rubber ball and bandanna. Breathing hard, he locked the door from the inside with a key and turned back to me grinning.

He came back to me and softly placed his hand on my cheek. I tried to pull my head out of his reach. I felt humiliated and angry with myself for letting this happen. I couldn’t look at him.

“Oh, come on. I’m not that ugly am I?” He joked.
I began to cry uncontrollably.

“Shh, it’s ok. Just calm down.” he said as he rubbed my back.
“Oh God.” I thought, “How could this be happening?”

“Listen to me. Stop crying.” He said as he shook me by the shoulders.
“Listen, I don’t want to hurt you. Okay? Just be a good girl and do what I say, okay?”

I nodded my head yes.

“If you don’t scream I’ll take your gag off. You promise not to scream?”

I nodded my head yes again.

He reached behind my head and untied the bandanna. He pulled if off then pulled the ball from my mouth.
“ There, see. Its okay”

“Why are you doing this?” I sobbed.

“Oh don’t act like you didn’t want this. I saw the way you stared at my stiffy in the train station. And you act like I’m hurting you. Look, I’m not letting you go until I get what I want one way or another. So you might as well just relax and enjoy It.” He said trying to sound soothing. “Come on it doesn’t have to be like this. I’ll untie you if you promise not to fight me.”

I nodded my head. “Okay.”

“Good girl.” he said smiling.

He undid the knots in the rope and pulled me up. He took a step back to get a good look at me. “Come here.” He commanded. I took a step towards him and he put his arm around me in a hug, squeezing my ass and rubbing the damp spot between my legs. I almost started crying again. It felt good, but at the same time, it scared me half to death. “I knew you were wet.” He said. Then he went and sat in the chair.

“Take off your clothes.” He demanded.
“But wait I…” I sputtered.
“Take off your clothes. Don’t make this difficult.” He said through clenched teeth.

Looking away, I slid my strapless bra off from under my spaghetti strap shirt, and then lifted the light blouse up over my head letting my bouncy breasts jiggle as my arms fell to my sides. I heard him suck in a breath through his teeth as took in the sight. I undid and unzipped my jeans and let them fall to the ground. I looked at his handsome face staring up at me, but before I could slide off my panties he stood up taking me in his arms. He began kissing and sucking on my neck. My body tensed. I began to get a scared sick feeling again. My stomach knotted in confusion; I didn’t want to be raped, but then his lips are so soft…

“Well wait a minute. Y-You don’t w-want me. I mean I’ll probably be real bad. I mean I’m a virgin still… I heard that virgins are really bad at sex and stuff.” I stammered, I wanted to somehow deter him without making him angry.

“You’re a virgin?” He said between kisses.
“Oh baby, that just makes you that much sweeter.” He said softly into my neck.

“Wait.” I said. He stopped for a moment any looked at me. “Will it hurt?” I asked. Immediately after I said it I felt like an idiot.

“Don’t worry. I’ll be gentle… and soft…and slow…” he said between kisses on the neck and ear. “ Come on, give me a little kiss baby. Come on…” he said before giving me the hardest kiss of my life. I felt his thick tongue filling my mouth and I didn’t know how to handle it. It felt good, but I was afraid of it so I responded by trying to wriggle away from his grip.

After the kiss, he lifted me up and carried me over to the bed by the wall. He sat me down on the bed and looked at me with his cold gray eyes while he stroked his stiff tool through his jeans. I trembled in anticipation of what would come as he undid his pants, slid them to the floor along with his boxer shorts, and tugged off his shirt. For the first time I saw a penis up close.  My eyes examined the smooth folds of skin bulging with the weight of his balls hanging perfectly below a long, thick shaft and a slightly violet mushroom head pointing toward the ceiling. My breath quickened as I studied, soaking in the male anatomy; every purplish vein, the patch of short hairs that grew around his manhood, the flame tattoo that was emitted from his crotch and reached upward, burning his belly and licking at his chest. Holding his long, thick cock with one hand he stepped forward and with his other hand he tickled the bottom of my chin.

“Open up baby.” I coaxed.

I don’t know why I was being so nice to this girl. Maybe it was because she was a virgin, but even before I knew that, I knew there was something different about her. She wasn’t the usual type that I went after. Usually I go after the big slutty looking bitches, but this girl caught my attention on the train. Once I saw her, I could barely pay attention to what I was doing. I almost missed my stop.

Even Vince looked surprised when I bought her over for the scam. He knows what kind of women I usually set up. Trashy blonde bithces that think they’re better than they are. I like those types because they go into slut mode really easy. See, I have the sweetest scam running ever: I get on the train a couple stops from my joint with my pal Vince. If I see a bitch I want to fuck, I give Vince the signal to steel my seat, flash his fake pistol, we get off at my stop I “Call a taxi” and the rest is history. You would be surprised at how many stupid bitches fall for it every day. I take whatever pocket change they have and split it with Vince and every thing works out good, as long as I keep moving the operation around. Good money, good pussy… What could be better?


And there I was coaxing this girl to suck on my dick when usually I just tie the bitches up and fuck the shit out of them or shove my cock down their throats with a gun to their heads. But this one was different. I wanted her to enjoy it. I watched as she eyed my nice sized cock. She probably never saw a dick as big as mine. She might not have ever seen a dick before period, judging from the look on her face.

“Come on.” I said while pulling her jaw open.
“There you go.” I said as I slid my huge throbbing cock into her sweet little mouth. I gripped the back of her head and gazed into her big beautiful brown eyes as I pushed my self in. She began to gag as I hit the entrance to her throat. I slid out a little, letting her catch her breath.

“Its okay, just breath through your nose. Relax your thought. Oooh yeah, oh yeah good girl.” I coached while I began to rock back and forth. “ Good, now suck it.” She began to suck on my swollen piece as I rocked, picking up the pace. Fucking her mouth.

“OOOH…Yeah…. umm.”

I was at a good pace, with both of my hands on her head, fucking her mouth as hard as I could without choking her. I felt my stiff prick harden even more and before I could pull my dick out of her mouth, I came, squirting my gobs of cum down her throat. She whimpered and tried to pull her head away, but I held it in place long enough to make sure that she swallowed a few times, then I let her go. She pulled back and cum shot onto her neck and a little on her cheek. I watched as my juices dripped down her milk chocolate colored skin. She sat back on the bed looking startled. “Thank you baby. I needed that.” I said reaching out and patting her on the head. She was a sight almost enough to make me squirt again. Her cute little face peered up at me with wide, frightened eyes; cum dripping down her neck onto her tits… she made me want to jack off and cum all over her. She made me want her to taste it and like it. She made me want it in her pussy. I scooped some jizz off of her tits with two of my fingers and stuck them in her mouth…

“Suck it off” He said in a light voice. I did as he said, sucking all of his creamy cum from his fingers. It tasted sweet and salty, a flavor that didn’t bother me any. At first, I was afraid of how it would taste or feel like going down, but I was surprised at how nice and smooth and sweet it was. I still didn’t like the idea that it was swimming around in my stomach though. The thought made me feel a little sick, like I did when he kissed me.

He took another scoop from my boobs and smeared it onto my lips. “Lick it off.” He commanded. I reluctantly stuck out my tongue and licked the cum from my lips. He got another finger full and rubbed it on my lips again, but this time before I could lick it off he grabbed the back of my head, bent down, and licked the cum off of my lips for me. I was shocked. I couldn’t believe that he had just ate his own cum. Then he jammed his tongue down my throat and kissed me as he played with my stiff nipples.

He took my hand and put it on his cock that was already beginning to swell again. I felt his pulse through the large veins in his dick. He moved his hand down and placed it in my wet panties, finding my clit and rubbing it with the soft tips of his fingers. I felt my fears and inhibitions melt away as my tongue met his with each inward stroke that he made. When the long kiss ended, Jay slid down to his knees and put his face to m crotch. He bit the wet cloth of my panties and slid them down my thighs with his teeth. My mouth fell open as I witnessed the departure of my innocence. Once they were at my knee, he ripped my panties off, tearing them like tissue. He began licking the remaining cum from my tits and the spot on my cheek and when all the jizz was gone, he came up and we shared another kiss, this time he had my full participation. I was so overwhelmed by the sensations that he caused my clit with his fingers as we kissed that I began willfully stroking his now stiff cock in my hand.

“Humm. That was really good.” He said when the kiss was over. “Now I’m gonna show you just how good.” He said as he parted my knees more, revealing my tender pussy. He planted tiny kisses around my clit, on my swollen lips, and on my thick, brown thighs. Then he pushed me back on the bed until I was propped up on my elbows. He lifted my feet onto his shoulders opening my virgin hole to him.

He planted a soft kiss on my hole that made my body shiver. Then he pushed his finger into my incredibly tight pussy. His large finger was a tight fit and I felt every exhilarating movement. The only thing that had ever been inside my cunt was a tampon. Putting my finger inside my hole wasn’t a regular part of my masturbation. I usually only played with my clit until I got off, and the few times that I had put my slender finger inside hardly made a difference at all.

“Damn you’re tight, you must be a virgin.” Jay said, looking up at me with a hint of glee.
As he wiggled his finger around inside me he rubbed my swollen clit with is thumb. I couldn’t help but let out a soft moan. He withdrew his finger and stuck it in his mouth, swirling it around and sucking all of my juices from it. Then he reached up and put his finger in my mouth, rubbing my tongue.

“You like that?” He asked me. I didn’t answer.
He put a hand on each thigh and pulled legs open even wider. Then he stuck out his tongue and made circles around my clit. He moved down finally slipping his tongue into my pussy, licking around inside. I let out a loud moan as my hand moved to rest on his head as if it were controlled by some one else. He slid his tongue out and sucked on my hole, drawing my juice into his mouth. He sucked my clit and lips too, lapping and slurping on my wetness. I cried out with pleasure until I almost came. He suddenly stopped and got up, letting my feet fall to the floor.

“NO! MORE!” cried out to him. I wanted to cum so bad. I hated him for stopping.

“That’s right. Beg for it.” He said with a smile. I let out an exasperated cry as I reached down and began working my clit with my own finger.

Jay grabbed both my hands and held them over my head.

“I said beg for it.” He barked close to my mouth.

“Oh. Please. Jay Please!” I cried out to him. I couldn’t believe that I was there begging this guy to suck me out.

“Please what?” He said, pretending not to know what I wanted. I could see that he was turning it into a game.

“Please eat me!”

“What?”

“PLEASE EAT ME!!!”

“Eat what?”

“My pussy”

“What?”

“PLEASE EAT MY PUSSY!!!”

“Please eat my pussy what?”

“PLEASE EAT MY PUSSY JAY!!” I screamed. I was tired of playing. I wanted his tongue with a wanting that I never felt before.

He went to his knees and began to eat my cunnie like it was going out of style. He ate me until I came. My body shook, and I howled with pleasure. All my muscles clamped and I could have passed out from hyperventilation. I fell back on the bed exhausted, which is right where he wanted me.

He got off his knees and positioned himself between my legs. Then he placed his thick cock head at the entrance to my cunt and began to push himself in. I whimpered as I felt myself stretching to fit him inside. He worked his hips in small quick circles penetrating me little by little.

“Shit you’re tight!” Jay said. After about a minute of working he had only gotten half his head in.

“DAMN!” He shouted with frustration. Then he took my legs and lifted them until my feet were on his shoulders wile I still laid back on the bed. “I didn’t want this to hurt you… But you’re just too damn tight.” He said in a sorrowful voice. Then he pushed his dick into me with a force that caused me to cry out with pain. He backed out a little then slammed into me with another horrible push that made me scream. He bent over me and put his hand over my mouth. I screamed as loud as I could into his hand, tears running down my face. He pulled out all the way up to his head and slammed back in until his nuts were grinding into my ass. I couldn’t believe that I had stretched enough to fit him. His cock was already a tight fit in my mouth.

After a few strokes the pain seemed to melt away some. I sat up to see what it looked like to have him inside me. The sight shocked me it looked so unbelievable. The contrast of his white skin against mine made the sight all the more unrealistic. He was fucking me hard now, his huge cock slipping in and out of me at a hundred miles an hour. After the first five or six full strokes, the pain had mostly subsided, leaving me with a full feeling that I hadn’t known I missed until then, but the rubbing was still to uncomfortable for me to enjoy.

I looked into his eyes and he looked into mine. I pushed myself up and kissed him in the mouth. It was slow and passionate but he never broke his stride. As our tongues curled around each other, I felt his tool swell and as our kiss broke, he came in me violently groaning and shaking. His body flipped with spasms as he filled my cunt with his hot, sticky seed. I thought he was going to stay that way forever, he came so long. After flow if jizz stopped he flopped down next to me, forcing me turn on my side to keep him from painfully ripping out of me.

He pulled my body close to his and whispered to me how happy I had made him, how good I felt, and how much he wished that he never had to leave my sweet cunt.

He fell asleep with his dick still in me, too exhausted to pull it out which was just fine with me because I had that wonderful full feeling as I slowly drifted off to sleep in the arms of my rapist.

To Be Continued…

A New Home For Sandy

Kymfur on Animal Stories

You arrive at a friend's place wondering why the invitation sounded so important. He needed you to come over as soon as possible. Not his usual laid back style.

Punching in the code activates the gate opener and you drive through watching to make sure it closes fully behind you. As it clicks in place the gate in front of you opens up and you proceed. The double gate mechanism insures that none of the dogs running free leave the property. Slowly you move up the driveway smiling as a pack of dogs comes charging out to meet you.

The dogs are a mixed pack of large males. Dobes, Shepherds, Rotties and Ridgebacks bark their greetings to a familiar friend. As you step from the van the dogs all drop to the ground. They know their manners. You take a moment to greet them then rel

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ease them with a hand signal to go back to playing.

The door opens and Mike greets you with a warm hug. You return the greeting and make your way inside. The farm is your second home and you make yourself comfortable then get right to the point.

It turns out that Mike's business has started taking up more and more of his time with travel. He's decided to part with his pets but only to his closest friends of which you are number one.

You ask if he means ALL of his pets and he nods sadly offering you first choice and invites you out to the barn to check out the girls first. You arrive in a lounge overlooking a sandy arena where two trainers are working a pair of human females. At one end a girl is booted, corsetted and harnessed to a small cart. At the other end is a girl corsetted and knee padded.

These are my two best. The pony is Tasha and the bitch is Sandy. Your eyes are drawn to Sandy as she moves over an agility course for her handler. At a word she moves to the front of the trainer and drops to a canine like "sit". You ask about Sandy.

Mike tells you that she's a mature bitch who is very obedient and loving. She's got an excellent mouth and is trained for sex with men, dogs and miniature horses. One of her nicest features is that it takes barely any work at all to get her to lactate.

Mike offers to bring out another pair for your approval but something about Sandy appeals to you and you make her your choice. Mike activates the intercom and tells his trainer to bring Sandy to the house and the two of you head that way together.

Sandy enters the house at the trainer's side, cleaned up from her session she's in leather chaps, corset and collar. Her auburn red hair hangs in neat bangs across her forehead with the rest short and serviceable. A quick look shows you that the "curtains match the carpet" as she is unshaved by Mike's' preference.

The trainer turns Sandy over to Mike and she lays down quietly at his feet. Mike has had this discussion with the girls and Sandy is prepared to be handed over. Mike strokes her hair gently as he whispers soft endearments to her. With no conscious thought it turns out you've chosen his favourite. He knows she'll be in very good hands with you.

Mike reaches down and unbuckles the burnished aluminium over leather collar, embossed with "Falconridge Sandy", from her throat. A tear runs down her cheek and she licks his hand. He sends her to where you sit and she moves to lay at your feet. You reach down to stroke her head gently.

Now you need to pick out one of the boys. This is a no brainer for you as you've always liked his younger Rhodesian Ridgeback. A two year old named Tyler hasn't had much experience or training so you'll be able to bring him along as your own.

Hearing you discuss Tyler with Mike causes a shudder to run through Sandy's frame. Mike laughs when he sees this and tells you that Tyler is the one stud that Sandy doesn't care for as he's so young and over eager. He warns you that you might need restraints for breeding them the first few times.

Mike thanks you for helping him out. It means a lot to him that his favourite bitch will be in the hands of someone who will be able to use her talents well. You walk out to the van together and hug good bye.

Moving to the back of the van you tell Tyler to wait as you open the back door. The van has two spaces partitioned off by an open grid panel. A large airline crate with a clean blanket is lifted in by one of the attendants and Tyler is loaded into it.

As you open the side doors you tell Sandy to load up and she climbs onto the foam padded floor and lays down for the trip. You tell her she's a good girl and prepare for the drive home.

You've lived alone for a long time with only your miniature horses and a couple of riding horses. You'd had a beautiful Lab cross who had died only a month or so earlier. It will be nice to have company in the house again.

Sandy awakens as the van pulls to a stop and you get out to open your gate. You drive foreward then get out to close and lock the gate behind you.

You pull up to the house and tell Sandy to wait as you open up the back of the van and turn Tyler out into a large fenced yard. Opening the side door you tell Sandy to heel and head up to the house.

Leaving Sandy to find her way around the house you go and settle Tyler with food and water. He's used to being in kennels so settles down nicely. Returning upstairs you find Sandy standing on all fours. You move towards her and run your hands over the leather and skin. Cupping one of her breasts you give a gentle squeeze. With the other hand you reach between her hind legs.

Sandy spreads her legs wider to accomodate your touch and you find her quite wet. You move behind her and press your fingers inside, teasing her. She moans and presses back. You withdraw your fingers and slap her ass firmly. STAY. You teach her that she isn't to move unless you tell her to when you're examining her.

Stepping away you undress and move to her face. You tell her to sit up and align your cock with her mouth. Sandy is well trained enough that she opens and begins to suck and lick on your hardness. Wet and slick you move around behind her and taking her hips in your strong hands you press your cock into her. Stroking her back you tell her what a good girl she is as she milks you with her muscles. Leaning forward you take her breasts in your hands and squeeze them hard as you ride her. You feel your climax building as you thrust. Making no attempt to prolong things you cum deep and hard inside your new bitch. Now, she's yours.

Laying down on the floor you call Sandy to join you. She curls up in the crook of your arm with her soft face on your chest. She presses her hips against you, hot and turned on from your sex. You cuddle her for a moment and explain the facts of life.

If she's horny that's nice but it's not her decision about when it gets satisfied. She'll be fucked by you or bred by Tyler when it pleases you whether she's ready or not, whether she's horny or not. You rise from the floor.

Moving to stand on all fours Sandy takes her place at your side and follows you to the top of a staircase going to the basement. You allow her to walk upright down the stairs for safety and smile as she obediently returns to all fours at the bottom.

You lead her into a brightly lit room with a large dog bed in one corner. In another corner mirrors meet at right angles. On the floor in that corner an eyebolt is set. From a counter you pick up a short leather strap with a snap at each end. One end you fasten to the eyebolt in the floor.

Sitting on a chair with your girl at your feet you put your hand out and ask for a paw. Sandy puts her right paw onto yours and you fasten a wrist cuff to it, followed by the other. You lead Sandy back to the corner and fasten her wrists to the eyebolt followed by her collar. She finds herself in a seriously restrained position, her front end pulled down while her ass remains up.

Stroking her back you move to her hind end where you buckle cuffs around her thighs. Producing a strap hanging from the wall you fasten it to her thigh cuff. You reach between her legs to tease her clit as you move to the other side and snap the other strap to the thigh cuff.

Stepping back to survey your handiwork you decide that Sandy could still struggle and get her thighs too close together. This isn't going to be fun for her, but, you're sure going to enjoy watching it. You adjust the straps to keep her accesible then with a final pat on her ass, you leave the room.

When you return, you have Tyler with you. He's whimpering and scrambling as he scents Sandy's cunt still wet with your cum. Mike was right, he is VERY eager to get at her. Sandy is whimpering too but more with nervousness. You laugh softly as you feel yourself harden again at the thought of what's to come.

Moving to a comfortable chair positioned to provide a nice view of the proceedings, you tell Tyler what a good boy he is as you rub his ears. Slipping the collar from his neck you tell him to show you what he's got.

Like a shot Tyler charges over to Sandy and begins to lick and sniff at her hind end. His eager licking gives way to the occasionaly nip causing Sandy to yelp in pain. Cross tied as she is there is nowhere for her to seek protection but it doesn't stop her completely from squirming.

Tyler mounts her awkwardly and thrusts at her hip. He jumps down, licks her cunt again then mounts a little more squarely this time. Grabbing her hard he thrusts wildly, stabbing her with his hardness but not quite finding his mark.

Sandy's yelps are getting tiresome for you so the next time Tyler jumps off you walk over with a ponygirl bridle. Releasing Sandy's head from the floor restraint you slip the rubber bit into her mouth and buckle the bridle on firmly. The strap to the collar is now run through her bit rings and snapped back to the eyebolt.

Tyler mounts again while you're standing there and this time you reach down to guide his cock into your girl's cunt. Violently he slams into her and you're pleased to hear her yelps and cries are muffled by the bit. You praise Tyler for his actions and return to your seat. The mirrors afford you a perfect view and you can tell as his thrusting slows that Tyler's knot has swollen inside Sandy's cunt. This lovely quirk of nature would keep his cum trapped inside until enough of it made its way into a bitch to insure pregnancy.

His struggles to turn around dislodge the knot which is painful for your bitch, but, you let nature take its course and watch as Tyler licks his dripping cum from Sandy's cunt. Next time, you'll start helping him turn so you can enjoy them being tied for some time.

I Enjoy The Back Room of the Store

Sultrybuxombbw on Group Stories

On afternoons it is starting to get hot in North East Georgia. I love driving on I-85 and since I wear as little as possible I like to flash truckers and anyone else for that matter. Sometimes I get offers and most times I take people up on them. I wore a sheer tube top one afternoon and a wrap around skirt, both almost transparent. I wore a black thong and got in he car and went north on I-85. I passed a few 18 wheelers and pulled down the top to show off my 42EEE tits, pulling the niples and making myself very wet. Several hit the air horns but no one took me up on the offers I made.

I drove all the way to Greenville and still no takers so I turned around and drove back towards Georgia. I stopped at a store on the way and went in to get some

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cold water. There were several people in the store and it looked like 5 men were all there and maybe related. They were from (I found out later) India and al reasonably good looking. All ages, a couple in their 40s(?) their 20(?) and one teen at least. They al watched me as I walked in and said hello in a very flirty way, making sure that they saw me move my tube top down to just over my nipples which were now hard as rocks.

When I got to the back near the cold drinks I asked for one to help me find something, wine coolers was a good excuse since I knew that they did not have any. Two came back and I asked them and bent over so that the weight of my breasts made sure to show off my cleavage and they looked a lot so I smiled and stayed bent over. "So no wine?" I asked. "No, we are sorry, perhaps thee is something else?" one asked me. I looked and both of their cocks were growing and I licked my lips without thinking. "Well, yes, there may be something else but I am not sure I should ask." I said pretending to be shy. "Please, what is it, we will try to help you." one said. "Well, okay, if you insist." I said and I pulled my tube top down. "I need these sucked on." They both stood there and said nothing until I stepped closer and took each of their bulges in my hands and began massaging them. "Well, wil you suck them for me?" I said, "I will return the favor." and I unzipped their pants and reached inside and found the swelling cocks.

They both got on their knees in front of me and took one in each of their mouths and began sucking hard. "Oh fuck ys, really hard, suck and bite them for me." I moaned. They did just that and my pussy got closer to the orgasm it wanted. I stood there and spread my legs even though they were geting weaker and one slipped 3, then 4, then his hand into me and I soaked his wrist. Now there were 2 more standing there cocks in hands and I was getting so weak I told them, "I hope you don't mind but I need to lay down if we are going to do anything else." They spoke to each other and led me to the room of the side near the exit. I went in and there was a small office that had a couple chairs and a couch with a desk and computer. As soon as I went in I walked to the couch and turned around and took off my clothes and and got on my knees, reaching for the two cocks I had in my hands before. I pulled them to my mouth and began sucking them fast and deep and was rewarded by one swelling and filling my throat. "Oh that was good, next." I said and began sucking the other faster and it filled my throat too.

I got up and pushed one down on the floor that was now naked and said, "I gotta have cock, come one fuck me." as I sat on it and it filled my ass. "Oh yeh," I moaned as I leaned back and grabbed a man near me. "Now one in the front, come one." I begged and he was in me quickly. They made me move up and down and I was all over the place grabbing and fucking. First the one in my pussy filled me then the ass and I told hem to give me more. They did that and soon I was riding two more cocks again. THe two I had just drained were half hard and had cum on them. I told them to hold on and I would clean them up for them. I turned around so that I was leaning over the one in my pussy and the other was in my ass and managed to suck the other two one at a time. I was filled again as the two in pussy and ass finished  and then I took to sucking the other two better.

I heard voices behind me and saw more men stepping into the room, I did not count but there were lots there so I was ready to get satisified. I was bent over and felt a nice hard one moving around my ass and sudenly almost ripped me open and it was shoved all the way into my ass. "Oh damn" I yelled, "Yeh, fuck my ass." I was saying over and over and after whay seemed a long time it filled me. Over and over I was filled in my ass, pussy and mouth and lots was shot all over my chest and face. When I finished it was dark outside and there were lots of men hanging around the store. I got a pen and paper and wrote my name, address, phone and email down and told the owner to make sure everyone had it before they left. I stood there naked in front of them and said, "Anytime a few of you want to fuck, call me. The only condition is that there has to be at least 4 of you." They all took turns kissing me and passing me closer to the door and the last gave me my clothes. I did not put them on but walked to my car and got in and drove in the night air naked back to Georgia.

I have had a lot of calls since then and have had more than one group over.

Many more to cum.

love

teresa

LECKS on Incest Stories

 My Sister's name is Marie. She is 24yrs old, 5 feet, slim, black hair, 36c breast.

 I was chillin at my crib when Marie called to go to the store with her. She said she will pick me up in 20 minutes so I got ready. When she picked me up I seen her and she was wearing some very sexy clothes so I commented on it. She started to blush but she just said thank you. The ride to the store took about 20 minutes. While the ride to the store I keeped looking at my sisters legs they were beautiful.

 When we got to the store she told me to go with her to pick some clothes for her. When she was done she went to the lingire section and started lookin for thongs. Everytime she picked up a thong she would a

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sk me if I think it would look good on her. She pick up some bras and panties and told me to follow her to the fiting room. I didn't know what my sister was up to. Marie then started taking of her clothes in front of me. I was starting to get hard but I was trying to hide it. My sister then asked me if I liked what I was seeing and I didn't know how to answer.

 Out of nowhere my sister told me to feel on her breast. So I started to feel on them and they felt so good. Marie's tits felt so good I just wanted to suck on them. After about a minute of feeling on my sisters breast she told me I could suck on them. So I started to suck on them and they were the best tits I ever sucked on. She started moaning and telling me to suck them harder so I did. I then went down to feel her pussy and she was starting to get wet. Shen then told me to leave that alone till we got home. When she said that I got even harder. She told me to stop and to go home already but I didn't want to.

 After we paid the clothes and walked to the car my sister told me she always wanted to fuck me. I told her that I always wanted to fuck her too. On the ride back I keep trying to get into her pants but she wouldn't want to. When I seen her turning to her house instead of mine I got a feeling she was going to really fuck me.

 We pulled up to her driveway and her husband wasn't there. So we went inside and she told me to go up to her room and wait. I didn't know what she was up to. She came up about 5 minutes later. Marie was wearing the thong and bra she had bought. I told her she was the most beautifil girl in the world.

 She walked towards me and bent down. She started to unzipper my pants and then my dick poped up at her. She was amazed at the size of it. She said that it was bigger than her husbands. She the started giving me a blowjob. She said that it was the biggest dick she ever sucked on. She sucked dick so good I cummed after about 5 minutes.

 She then laid in her bed and said it time to do want you been wanting. Her pussy was wet and it was nice and shaved. I started licking off some of her juices and it tasted so good. I then fingered her and she was getting even wetter. She told me she wanted my 9 inch cock in her hole.

 I went on and put my cock in about a inch and she said to go easy because she never had a dick that big in there. I then started to put it in more an d she said to try to put it all in for her. I put it in and she started moaning out so hard. She was finally fucking my oldest sister and she felt so good. she was screaming out to fuck her harder and put all of my dick it so she could feel it. I fucked her for what it seemed to be an hour and she had about four orgasms. She then told me that if I felt like cumming to cum inside her. When I heard her say that Ithink my dick grew a couple of inches more. After about 5 minutes I told her I was going to cum. She told me to wait for her too. So then we cummed at the same time. 

 We fell asleep and she then woke me up and she seemed scared. I told her that what was wrong. She then said that if she gets pregnant what is she going to tell her husband. I didn't feel so god after that so I told her to take me home and to think about something.

 After about a month later she was pregnant and she told her husband the truth. They got divorced 2 months later and I moved in with my sister who is now my wife. We had our kid and fuck every night now. My Sister is the best sex partner a man could want. Our family thinks its not right but we just don't think about it that way. We love each other and want to make more babies, 

New Next Door

123sxuman on Teen Stories

Chapter 1-Moving In

 

I stared out the rear passenger side window as we drove down the highway to my new home, wondering how bad life could really get now that I had left my ‘old life’ behind me, for my ‘new life’ so my parents said. Not that my old life was all that great anyway. I had very few friends and wasn’t that popular to begin with at school. But at least in my old life I felt secure unlike the way I feel now, ridiculously nervous about my new school, unsure if I will make any friends, and will I even fit in. But I guess I donâ€â„

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¢t have any say in the matter like usual.

 

I continued to stare out the window as the side of the road zoomed by me. We finally pulled off the highway and into a residential neighborhood. As we drove down the street I looked at the houses as they pasted by. It was a new neighborhood, you know the typical bland looking neighborhood where everything looked ‘perfect’ with the green lawns, flowers and shrubs all around the houses, and every house an exact duplicate of the one next to it. We made a few turns and then the car slowed, turning into the driveway of our new house. “Ok, everybody pile out!” said my dad.

 

 I slowly stepped out of the car and rouse out of my hunchback position from within the car. I looked at our new house; it was a fairly large house with stone covering the outside of the house. The front door was in the center of the house with a staircase leading up to it and a large front window to the right and a garage to the left of it. The front yard was fairly bare except for the lone newly planted tree standing all by itself on the lawn covered in bright green grass and dirt that surrounded the front of the house ready to have things planted in it. I looked to the house on the left and then to the right and saw almost exact duplicates of our house.

 

My parents walked up to the front door, followed by my younger sister and myself. My dad opened up the door and walked in. I followed behind them and walked into the house. I stepped through the door and into the main entrance hall that led straight back to the kitchen. To the right of me was a doorway that led into the empty living room and dining room. To the left was a door that led to the garage and a staircase leading up to the second floor. From what I could see, the house wasn’t that bad; it actually surpassed my expectations and looked pretty nice on the inside. The main entrance hall had a hardwood floor and the walls had some kind of fancy wall paper on them. From what I could see the living room had a red carpet with a reddish paint on the walls.

 

My Dad turned around and walked towards me at the door, then pushed his way by. I removed my shoes and wondered through the house to see what actually it looked like. As I wondered through the house I noticed my little sister Emily had decided to tag along with me. We wondered through the main floor of the house and then headed downstairs. We walked down the stairs and into the center of the rec room. I looked in the doorway on the right and saw two empty rooms and then diverted my eyes back to the rec room. On the other side of the rec room there were two fairly small basement windows that pointed towards the other house next door. Seeing nothing really interesting downstairs we headed up both flights of stairs and onto the second storey of the house. Directly at the top of the stairs on the left was a large empty bedroom, presumably our parent’s bedroom. Emily and I walked down the hallway passing a bedroom of the right hand side and the bathroom on the other.

 

At the end of the hallway were two more bedrooms one on each side of the side hallway. I walked into the bedroom on the right and saw that there was a window at the front of the house and a window on the wall at the side of the house. I walked over to the window facing to the side of the house and looked out. At the side of the house there wasn’t much really to look at other than the other house which had two windows at the side. Emily and I left the room and walked across the hall and into the opposing bedroom and saw it had only one window at the back of the house but none at the side. Immediately Emily said, “I’ll take this room!” I replied to her, “Ok!” all the while thinking to myself, “That’s good, I wanted the other one anyway seeing as it had a window at the side and maybe at night I could see into the other house.”

 

My sister and I both left and headed back downstairs sitting on the stairs while the movers brought our furniture in. Emily and I sat on the stairs for a few moments until our mom said, “Why don’t you look out in the backyard?” Emily replied, “Ok!” I watch as Emily got up off the stair and I followed her to the backdoor all the while looking at my beautiful sisters butt sway back and forth as she walked to the door. She opened the door and we walked out. As I stepped out onto the sundeck and looked out into the backyard I saw that there were no houses behind our fence and that it was only woodland. I looked down into the backyard and was greatly surprised to see a fairly large swimming pool. “Wow!” said my sister, “Did mom and dad tell you that this house had a pool?” “No!” I replied. “Maybe we might have fun here after all?” said Emily. “Yeah, I kinda feel bad about complaining about moving now!” I said. “So do I!” said Emily.

 

Emily and I looked at each other for a moment with the look of, “I feel like an idiot now.” look on our face. Emily walked by me and I started to turn but stopped to look next door to see if anyone else was outside and to see if the other houses had pools. Surprisingly not every house had a pool in the backyard. The house on the right hand side had one but the one on the left didn’t have anything. And much not to my surprise no one was outside either, it didn’t even sound like any birds or any other animals were outside.

So I turned around and walked back inside, sitting back down with Emily on the stairs. We sat on the stairs for several minutes as we watched the moving guys bring in the furniture for the house and then were moved aside so they could take some of the furniture upstairs.

 

So Emily and I went into the kitchen and leaned over the counter and looked out the window. As we stood at the window silent, my mind started to wonder and I began to peek out of the corner of my eye at Emily. Emily was wearing a red tank top with a white bra on underneath it that had the straps showing from under her top and a pair of hot pants. I surveyed her from out the corner of my eye and focused on her shirt and traced the outline of her bra underneath her shirt. My sister was fairly attractive even if she was my sister. She was fourteen years old with a face that made her look like the girl next door with blonde locks to her shoulders, blue eyes, a pair of small blossoming breasts and a nice plump little butt that made you just want to grab a piece of it for yourself. As I peered deeply into the side of her small breasts I could feel my penis harden. I had at often times found myself admiring my younger sis when see wasn’t looking and had often fantasized about seeing her naked and making her scream in bliss as I fucked her virgin pussy.

 

 

 

 

Chapter 2 – Through the Window

 

Several hours passed as Emily and I became bored out of our minds, waiting for the time when we could do what we wanted. We ordered pizza for supper and settled down for the night. Emily went to her room and I began the task of rehooking up my Playstation 2, Xbox, and computer. At about seven o’clock I went and had a relaxing shower, and then headed into my room to get a pair of socks for the clothes box that I hadn’t yet unpacked. I sat down on the bed and put my socks on and noticed a light shining on the wall coming from the house next door. Curiously, I cautiously crept over to the window and looked down the side of the house, seeing a light coming from behind a curtain a crossed from where my sister’s room was located.

 

I looked down at the window but could not see past the curtain. I looked a crossed the way from my window at the other window which was dark and didn’t look like it had a curtain covering it. I stood at the window for about fifteen minutes watching the lit window with perverted thoughts running through my head. Suddenly the light in that room went off and the blissful thought of whoever was in the bathroom was going to come into the room a crossed from my window, I watched anticipating that may be, just may be if I’m lucky someone will come into the other room and be naked. I waited only seconds and then the light in the room came on revealing an older woman approximately my mother’s age of 45, topless! I was in shock! The first ever real women I had ever with my own two eyes had ever seen topless. I watched as the women entered the room and got closer to the window, obstructing the view momentarily from where I was watching. I got more daring and stood up in the window and once again saw this woman with no top on. I watched her sagging boobs jiggle with the movement of her body as she slightly bent over and got into the dresser.

 

I watched as her boobs came off of her chest and swung forward like water balloons towards the dresser. She reached forward and grabbed something from the dresser and then stood up causing her breasts to fall back against her body once again. The woman turned her back to me and walked to towards the door and then to the right walking out of sight for a moment. I stared watching and waiting for only seconds but what seemed like hours and then the women finally appeared again in the window with her breasts bouncing along with every step she took. I watched in awe as she turned towards the window giving me another glance at her jiggling fun bags. Her breasts jiggled while her big nipples jumped about as she moved toward the window a then stopped. She turned and bent down again almost disappearing. I could now only see the top of her head through the window now.

 

So I stood on my tip toes and peered through the windows and could just see to the bottom of her nose. By now I could feel my dick hard against my pajamas so I undid the button on the pants and pulled out my semi hard cock intending on just letting it hang out in the open air. I watch the women’s head slowly vanish for a second then she reappeared and stood up bringing her breasts back into view. Unconsciously I began to stroke my penis slowly and I watched the women put on her bra. First her right arm went through causing her breasts to slightly swing and sway to the right. Then her left arm went through causing her breasts to swing left. Then she reached behind her back reaching for the bra straps and attaching them together. She then turned toward the window as I watched in a trance, as she adjusted her breasts in her bra. Suddenly she looked up at the window and walked towards it. I was so inthraughted in what she was doing I completely forgot I wasn’t supposed to be seeing this. As she moved towards the window I saw her jaw drop and quickly move toward the window. Suddenly I snapped out of my zombie like state and bolted to the side of the window, hoping maybe she did not see me.

 

Suddenly fright and embarrassment ran through my head as I thought she saw me! I peered out of the corner of the window and saw the drape slowly closing. Somewhat relieved to see the women not at the window I poked my whole head out just to make sure. My eyes assured me that she didn’t see me but my mind had other ideas. Still in a state of panic I heard someone coming, so I pushed my no longer hard dick into my pants and left my room acting as if nothing just happened. I watched TV with the family for a while and then went to bed trying to reassure myself that the women didn’t see me, all the while thinking of what her bare breasts looked like.

 

Chapter 3 – Ding Dong

 

The next morning I woke up at about eight-thirty and had breakfast. By this time my parents had already begun to assemble our new house. I continued on with my day playing videogames and hoping the women didn’t see me. And if she did hopefully she wouldn’t say anything about it to my parents when they eventually met. At about one o’clock that day the door bell rang sending a chill through my body! My mom answered the door and said, “Hello!” “Hi, how are you? I’m Lydia Perry from next door!” said the women’s voice. “Oh, no!!” I thought to myself, “Is it her!?” They continued there conversation as I listened intently to their conversation. “Nice to meet you Lydia! I’m Cheryl!” replied my mother. “I thought I’d just come over and meet you!” said Lydia. “That’s very nice of you, I’ll call my husband! Charles! Here’s one of our neighbors!” yelled my mom. “Just great now it could turn really ugly!” I thought. “Hi, how are you? I’m Charles, just call me Charlie!” said my dad.

 

I listened as they talked waiting intently for the bomb to be dropped. Finally I heard Lydia say she had a daughter and then my mom say she had a son and a daughter followed by, “Chris! Courtney! Come here!” Slowly I crept into the hall and looked at the door seeing the face I saw the previous night now with a name. “Come here Chris! This is our new neighbor Lydia!” said my mom. I slowly reached out my hand to shake Lydia’s trying not to make eye contact. “How nice to meet you!” she said. “Nice to meet you!” I replied. Then my sister thankfully came in and saved me from the awkward situation. “This is my daughter Emily!” my mom said as Emily made her way down the stairs. “Nice to meet you Emily! I’m Mrs. Perry! Just call me Lydia!” said Mrs. Perry. As Emily came to the front door I made sure that I drifted away into the background and into the living room, positioning myself just out of eye sight so I could clearly hear what was being said. “Nice to meet you Lydia!” said my sister in her innocent voice.

 

“I was just talking to your mother and told her that I had two of my own daughters!” said Mrs. Perry “Oh, do you!” replied my sister. “Yeah, their right around your age! Maybe you’ll get to know each other?” replied Mrs. Perry “Yeah, maybe!” replied Emily. Once again my mom started to talk with Mrs. Perry as I heard footsteps go across the floor and up the wooden stairs. Finally, after a few more minutes I heard Lydia say, “Well it’s been very nice to meet you both! I think I’ll let you’s get back to your work!” “Oh well, thanks for coming by Lydia.” replied my mom. “Anytime you need something don’t be afraid to come over!” “I won’t!” replied Mrs. Perry. “Bye” replied my parents in unison. Relieved to hear her gone I quickly moved to the couch and began playing videogames again acting like I wasn’t listenening to the conversation. I saw my parents walk briefly by the doorway into the back of the house and then go upstairs. After having a conversation with Mrs. Perry and having her not mention seeing me in the window I was fairly confident that she didn’t see me.

 

The day past and once again that night I got out of the shower and went to my room to get dressed. As soon as I walked into the room I immediately looked at the wall to see if there was light on the wall. There was just like the previous night only this time the light was much dimmer. I walked towards my window and then after contemplating what I should do I peeked out of the corner of the window and peered a crossed directly into the window of the other house. The light was on but the drape was pulled down. I watched the window carefully for a few moments. Unfortunately, I wasn’t going to get a repeat performance because the light in the room went out. Disappointed I left my room and went downstairs. That night I once again found myself thinking of Mrs. Perry’s breasts while lying awake in bed.

 

Chapter 4 – Sweet and Not So Innocent

 

About half a week past, when at the supper table my sister said to my parents that she had met Maria one of the girls next door and asked my parents if she could come over to our house that night for only a little while. And of course my parents said yes, which was fine with me as I was curious to see what she looked like. So after dinner my sister headed next door to get Maria and I went into the living room to appear to be playing videogames, but actually I was waiting to see what Maria looked like. A few minutes later I heard the front door open followed by two giggling female voices. I peeked out of the corner of my eye and into the hallway seeing Emily first appear into view and then Maria. I couldn’t see her perfect from my position but as Maria walked by I could tell she a least had a good body!

 

Both of them disappeared from sight and I heard Emily say to my parents, “Mom, Dad, this is Maria.” “Hi Maria! Nice to meet you!” said my mom. “Hi, Mrs. Alexander!” said Maria who sounded very innocent. “Just call me Cheryl!” replied my mom. “Alright!” replied Maria. “We’re just going up to my room” said Emily. “Ok!” replied my mother. I again heard footsteps come across the floor towards me followed by Emily and Maria appearing in the doorway again. I saw them pass the doorway and I turned to see them walk up the stairs. I could just see their bodies as they walked up the stairs. I watched as Maria’s thin silky smooth legs appeared into view. I watched her legs as they slowly came into view and went up to her waist revealing so sexy legs. Maria stepped into full view from the shoulders down and the stairs, and revealed one hot body. Maria was wearing a pair of tan shorts that were cut just above the middle of her thighs that tightly hugged her legs and curved to the contour of her nice little butt. Maria was wearing a pink shirt that had brown and white stripes a crossed it, which was also tight and showed off her trim little body with small blossoming breasts. I watched fixated on Maria as she walked up the stairs and out of view.

 

After leaving my view I went back to ‘playing’ videogames and decided that later on in the night I would make a trip up to my room and see what Maria’s face looked like. I waited a while then decided to make my move and go upstairs to my room to see if I could sneak a peek at Maria again. I quietly crept up the stairs and down the hallway towards Emily’s room. As I walked towards the room I could hear voices from the room and could see that the door was open and the light was on. I walked up to the door and looked in as I ducked into my room. Maria was sitting facing the door on the bed with her legs crossed, while my sister sat facing her. In the small glimpse that I had of Maria’s face, it did not disappoint. She had a beautiful face with brown flowing hair just to below her shoulders, with a cute little nose and powty lips. Maria kind of looked Latino but not fully Latino just like her mother. I walked into my bedroom further and I thought of turning back around and getting another look at her but decided I shouldn’t just in case I made myself look suspicious. I looked up towards my window and saw that a light was on in Mrs. Perry’s house.

 

Without thinking of the danger I immediately moved toward the window and looked into her house. There she was! Mrs. Perry had her back to the open window and was removing her shirt. I felt my penis start to get hard in my pants as I watched as she pulled the red shirt off over her head and tossed it aside with her right arm. She then reached behind her back and undid her bra, allowing them to spring apart. She then took out her left arm and then her right. She quickly bent over and grabbed something and walked towards the door, then to the right briefly exposing her MILF breasts before going out of vision. Suddenly I heard Emily say, I’m just going to go to the bathroom!” “Alright!” replied Maria. Startled I got out of view from my sister and waited for the sound of the door closing. I heard the door close and rushed back to the window just in time to see Mrs. Perry come back into view with her breasts bouncing. She came towards the window then turned left looking into what looked like a mirror. She slowly raised her left arm and brought it a crossed.

 

She started to fondle her right breast with her left hand as I felt my dick push against my pants as I watched in amazement. Mrs. Perry felt around her breast slowly and I realized suddenly she was giving herself a breast exam. I never ever thought that a breast exam could be this great! I could now feel my penis hard against my pants and totally forgot momentarily about Maria and Emily being just a crossed the hall. I unzipped my jeans and pulled out my hard dick. I grabbed a hold of it and slowly started jerking off while watching Mrs. Perry touch her breasts. Mrs. Perry finished touching her right breast and moved to her left one, dropping her left arm out of the way and giving me a clear view of her breast. I watched as she pressed in on her sagging boob and felt around as I stroked myself in the glow of her light. She finally lowered her right hand from her left breast and stood motionless for a moment. As I watched I saw her slowly reach her hand into her crotch and begin to rub up and down. Being fixated upon Mrs. Perry I was totally oblivious to the fact that Maria had come out of my sister’s room and entered mine! I continued to jerk off as I watch through the window when I heard a quiet innocent voice say from behind me, “You like her don’t you?”

 

I swung around and finally saw Maria standing behind me, smiling at me. Shocked, I didn’t say anything and stood in front of her with my hard cock hanging out the front of my pants. Maria said looking down at my slowly diminishing erection, “I’ll take that as a yes!” Not knowing what to say I blurted out, “How long have you been there?” “Doesn’t it really matter know?” she replied quietly. Still flustered for words I blurted out, “You can’t tell anyone!” “I won’t tell if you won’t tell?” she replied with a grin on her face. Maria moved closer to me and whispered into my ear, “You should see what see does when see has the door closed!” She pulled her head back and looked me in my wide eyes. She then looked down at my deflated cock hanging out of my pants. I took my left hand to push my penis back into my pants but Maria gently grabbed my hand and looked into my puzzled eyes momentarily.

 

She then slowly got on her knees and let go of my hand grabbing hold of my soft dick, and started to jerk me off. She quickly massaged my cock back and forth causing the blood to rush back in. With only a few movements I was hard again. Without warning Maria plunged her head forward engulfing my penis into her mouth. I felt her lips clamp down over my semi hard dick growing by the second. She began to suck me, back and forth, slowly making sure she didn’t hurt me. The feeling of a girl sucking on my dick was indescribable and unlike anything I had felt anywhere before. I began to feel the base of my dick fill up, ready to blow, when I heard the door. I wasn’t the only one who heard the door, Maria suddenly let go of my penis and bolted upwards as I tried to push my dick back into my pants so Emily would not see. Maria darted for the door and looked at Emily. Emily said, “So you met my brother?” “Yeah! He’s nice” she said calmly.

 

Then both of them vanished a crossed the hall. Relieved we hadn’t got caught I turned around and looked at the window to see Mrs. Perry still unclothed looking straight back at me! Quickly I dove out of sight even though I knew that this time for sure she saw me! Panicked I grabbed my clothes and ran to the bathroom to have a shower…and to jack off. Thousands of thoughts ran through my head, bad and good. I emerged from the shower to find that Maria had left to go home. I was even more worried now because not only did I know that Mrs. Perry saw me but she may have even saw Maria in my room!

Sister Inlaw gets Satisfied

geobang on Taboo Stories

It was a damp November night and the wife, Mary had gone out with some mates. I had settled down with a bottle of red wine in front of the TV when the door bell rang. At the front door was Mary's sister, Jane wearing a long coat and rather wet. She came inside and slipped out of coat to reveal her sumptuous body clothed only in a black basque suspenders and stockings. She quickly told me that she was desperate for sex.  Her husband was completely failing to satisfy her any more and that as she new that Mary was going to be out she hoped that I could do something to gratify her desires.

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With out waiting she unzipped my fly and removed my trousers to expose my now rampant cock, dropping to her knees she gobbled away as I removed my shirt. Hooking her up by her hair I slipped her tits out of her basque and stuffed a couple of fingers up her very damp cunt. She started moaning and I turned her round and bent her over the back of the settee. Forcing her arse cheeks apart I ran my tongue down her crack and between her cunt lips. By now she was begging for it so I stuffed by cock straight up the sluts cunt. She loved it, gasping for breath and moaning.

Slipping out for a moment I admired her arse which gave me a delicious thought - I'll screw her arse - something Mary had never let me do! MI edged my cock, slippery with her juices, towards her arse hole and began to push. She screamed "No not there you bastard" but it was too late.  I knew want I wanted and gave a shove. My cock slid slowly in to her tight little arse hole and she immediately began to respond by pushing back.

"This is want you wanted you slut" I told her and her whole body shuddered as she had her first orgasm. Thrusting away I shot my load into her and she gave a satisfied sigh.

Withdrawing my cock with cum running down her thighs I turned her round told her to clean me up. She lapped away and the dirty little madam didn't stop until I Was throbbing away and ready to come again.

"Fuck my cunt" she said, lying on the floor with her legs spread. I was on her in a moment and shot a load deep in her cunt as she reached another extreme orgasm.

What naughty sister in-law!

To be continued

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Midnight at the Cinema

ajwolleh on Sex Stories

Kelsey (18) had been working at Regal Cinemas for about 3 months now. She didn't hate the job, but she didnt particularly like it. It was really boring just taking and selling tickets. It took time away from her gymnastics, which she was extremely good at. Also a lot of the customers hit on her. She didn't like that.  She did not even understand why these strangers that knew nothing about her personality did it, she was not that pretty; atleast she didn't think so. She was 5' 6", dirty blond hair, brown hair down to her neck, C-cup, not much of a stomach althought she was constantly dieting, and an extremely tight pussy. Kelsey was a virgin and had never had sex before. She had come pretty close to it with her ex-boyfriend and the night before they had planned t

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o do it, she found out he was cheating on her and broke up with him. She was almost sorry she had broken up with him as she was kind of looking forward to it. All of her friends had done it multiple times and she was the only one who hadn't. The closest she had come to it was a finger from her ex, but that was not enough.

Kelsey was no slut, but she did have needs as a woman.  Kelsey liked to enjoy relationships and always wanted longer term relationships, which she thought sex may ruined if she let a guy have his way with her too soon. But for the time being she was single and slightly horny (which she would never admit).

One night at Regal, around 11 PM just before she was to leave she went to say goodbye to a couple of her friends that also worked there. She enjoyed flirting with them at work and always made a special effort to say goodbye to them before she left. She liked all of them about the same. Matt(18) was so charming and always said the right thing to make her smile.

Mike (19) had the most amazing body she had ever seen and she knew he was really strong.
James (18) had this certain vibe about him and she didn't really know what it was that attracted her to him, but 
she had been attracted to him since she had started working there.

She found them all hanging out in the employee lounge downstairs. 

"hey guys, i'm about to leave just thought i'd say goodbye to you guys"

"Oh, thats too bad. Jeff [the boss] just told us we had to clean the lounge and none of us know how to clean."

Kelsey looked around. The place was a mess. She knew she had to help them. She agreed to help before she left and the four of them got to work cleaning. As she cleaned she became more  and more horny and almost died when Mike took off his shirt. She wondered if it was time to take the friendship to the next level with Mike.

As Mike was sweeping, Kelsey bent down low pretending to scrub a spot on the floor, letting her bright pink thong show. She could tell Mike starring at her tight small ass, move up and down as she scrubbed. She could also tell Mike was getting horny as she saw the bulge in his pants rise. Then out of no where Matt came over a smacked her ass. She got up indignantly.

"Who did that?"

Mike pointed to Matt and Matt pointed back at him. 

 She quickly and suddenly decide she was ready.

In a loud voice she said "well who ever just did that better come over her and give me a good fuck, as I am sick of silly boys slapping my ass and not man enough to finish the job."

Matt quickly said it was him and grabbed her by the waist, picked her up and lay her on the table. He even more quickly took off his pants. As he did this Mike and James looked on. He then slowly pulled down Kelsey tight pants and inserted his 7" cock into her pussy (moving her pink thong to one side). It took about 2 mins to get it in as Kelsey was so incredibly tight. Once Matt had done so, the other two knew it was on. James whipped out his cock and inserted it into Kelsey mouth. Mike's 8" cock was soon titty fucking her. About the same time they all climaxed. James busted a huge load into her mouth. Kelsey did not miss a beat though, she swallowed it and sucked his dick dry, moving next to his balls. Matt let a load go right in her pussy and she loved it. She was riding up and down up on his cock as if she had been doing it all her life. She loved the feel of his juices all inside of her. She loved his cock slide into her as she played with her clit. She did have to tell him to stop for a second so her own juices could come out. As the last of the cum left her body, Mike let the biggest load of cum she had ever seen onto her breasts. She was having the best time of her life, when suddenly Jeff knocked on the door. Jame and Mike grabbed their clothes and ran out the back exit. Matt carried Kelsey (still inserted in her) into a closet and closed the door. Seconds after the closet was closed Jeff entered the room. He took a quick look around and left. By this time Kelsey had gotten off Matt and the two of them stood quietly in the closet.

"Look at this Matt"

Kelsey lifted her leg (still standing) and put it behind her head. Matt stood up and while kelsey was in this position, inserted his dick into her. She could change the enjoyment by moving her leg to different positions. After her pussy was completely ravaged and one could say almost destroyed she asked if Matt would give it to her in the ass. He said ok and it took a while to stretch her tight butthole to the size of his cock, but once it had, she bent down like a dog a took it for the longest time. 

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaa matt you feel so good in me! Fuck me harder!"

Matt had never fucked a girl so hard, but he had known all along kelsey was different. By the end, Kelsey's bright pink thong was destroyed and so was she, but they later agreed they would have to clean the lounge more often. 

 

Mikaila's Violation (Part 2)

kitsara on Forced Stories


The cabin didn't have much to distinguish it. It was a simple looking building, quite plain and pretty much just dirt around the area. There were no pretty flowers to brighten it up, it was clearly a mans domain. The porch was simple, with rounded rails made from local tree branches, with the top being about waist height.

Stepping out of the truck he watched as she cowered on the seat and a savage smile crossed his face. "Come on bitch, or am I gonna have to yank ya out by your hair?"

Despite the pain she slid across the seat, trying to move despite having her wrists bound. He chuckled and reached in and hauled her out by her arms. She winced as pain shot through her shoulders, but she didn't try to yank away. He set her down on her feet and
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led her towards the cabin.

She looked at it, looking there under the trees, and dread filled her mind. As he led her up to porch steps, she knew as soon as she set foot inside, there was no getting away. She glanced around the surrounded area and earned herself a cuff to the head. She blinked as white filled her vision and she stumbled on the last step.

"You ain't going nowhere bitch." he said in a too quiet tone. "Ain't no one around to help ya and ain't no where to go." He paused a moment on the porch and looked at her. "And for you be getting in silly notions in your head about leaving. I've got me a couple of huntin' dogs that'll be right pleased at having some new quarry to chase."

She blinked and then she heard them, off somewhere behind the house barking. "They've not had someone to chase in a right long time. They certainly enjoyed chasing that sweet little cunt."

She shivered at the thought and was pushed inside the cabin. Darkness greeted her and it took her a moment to realize that there were heavy curtains across all the windows. The light was turned on and she looked a little more around the area. It was certainly plain in design, but the walls were filled with the heads of long dead animals staring lifelessly at her.

He continued to take her through the house and he shoved her into one room and locked it behind her, not even bothering to flip on the light switch. "Welcome home bitch." he chuckled "You're going to be staying her for a right good time."

She shivered as she stood there in the dark and then tried feeling along the wall for the light switch. Her shoulder rubbed up against it finally and she flipped it on. What greeted her was enough to make her fall back up against the wall in horror.

This wasn't some simple little room, it was hell incarnate, a medieval torture chamber with some modernizations. There was no bed, instead there was a padded table with stirrups for the feet and manacles for ankles and wrists. Some sling like chair hung from the ceiling, but there didn't really seem to be anything to actually really rest on. A cabinet dominated one corner and she could see various things through the glass doors. Her eyes widened at what seemed to be large dildo's and other implements. In another corner, a few different sized crops and whips where hanging up, along with several types of cuffs. She slowly sank to the floor as most of the other items in the room seemed to fade away into a growing grayness around her eyes.

Hot pain in her shoulders suddenly woke her up. It took her a few seconds to realize that she was suspended from a pair of manacles attached to some sort of support structure in the middle of the room. Another second brought the realization that she was naked of her clothes but there was something else on her. She looked down at herself and found herself bound with a collar that had several small looped chains. Four lengths of chains held up straps that formed part of a triangle across the tops of her breasts and a straight line across her back. Hanging down from the triangular straps, from the mid point in between her breasts to the sides of her breasts are three chains of increasing lengths.

She shifted a bit trying to relieve the pressure on her shoulders, but to no avail. She whimpered a little around the new gag she found in her mouth, the leather straps wrapping around her head, holding whatever object that was attached to the gag in her mouth. Nothing bound her legs, but as she twisted she soon found there was little need. With only just her toes able to touch the floor and help support herself, there was little hope of even kicking without feeling as if her shoulders were going to dislocate.

She heard a chuckle behind her as he watched her antics. Blood rushed to her face as she realized she was being watched. She heard his foot steps as he came up behind her. "Enjoyin' your new home slut?" he asked as he walked around her. He hadn't changed from his clothes, and for some reason that relieved her, though she knew it was unreasonable. Clothes didn't change her position any.

He ran a finger down her side, making her skin twitch. "So soft." he murmurs and then licks at her breasts. "I'm thinking this'll be a right treat." he added as he walked back behind her.

She heard him getting something, but she couldn't see what he was doing. It didn't take long before she found out. She heard the crack of the whip, the barest of split seconds before it met her flesh. She screamed out into the gag as her entire body stiffened in reflex. Another lash landed on her ass cheeks, tears streamed down from her cheeks as pain lashed through her body. His fingers ran down her skin, feeling so soft and tender in comparison to the whip.

He ran his fingers across her nipples and he chuckled again. "Enjoying it bitch?" he asked as he pinched the rock hard nipples. She tried shaking her head and earned herself a slap. He asked the question again. She hesitated a moment and then slowly nodded, humiliation in her eyes. She earned a smile from him however and not another cuff. "I knew you'd be likin' it" he noted, "Time for a little reward."

He left her again and within a few seconds she was suddenly on the floor as the straps holding the manacles were released. She sobbed in relief as she sat there on her knees. Course, the relief was short lived as she was yanked up by her arms.

"This ain't no time to be sittin' around sweet thing." he said to her as he lifted her up. "Lyin' around would be more what's called for."

He led her over to the table "Lets be gettin' you settled up on this here thing." he told her as he pushed her towards it.

She rubbed her arms and looked back at him. Bad mistake. He hit her upside the head again "I'll tell you this one last time bitch. I tell you to do something, and you damn well better hop to it without a second thought if you know what's good for you."

She didn't need to be told twice. She wiped at the tears on her cheeks and sniffled a little as she climbed onto the padded table. He helped her feet into the stirrups and closed the manacles around her ankles. He then strapped her wrists down as well. She shivered a little as she felt his hand run across her pussy. "Time to be gettin' rid of this snatch." he remarked as he yanked at the hair. She winced by didn't say anything.

He stepped away and out of the room. In the silence, she heard water running and the sound of dishes. Not long after the water stopped she could hear his footsteps coming back. He pulls a board out of the side of the table and sets a bowl down on it. The smell of soap reaches her nose.

"Now, you just hold yourself still, wouldn't want to cut more than your hair now would we?" he notes, chuckling sadistically.

She shakes her head "No." she answers and shivers as he starts to wet down her pussy and then soaping it up. She tenses a little as she feels the razor being applied to her skin, but she holds still, trying not to even twitch. Inch by inch her hair is removed, the air feeling cool against the shaved skin.

Running his fingers along the now shaved skin, she gives another little shiver causing him to smile. "Like it do you? Feels so much better?" He wipes a cloth along her folds, getting rid of the last bits of soap and hair. "Looks much nicer." he leans forward and flicks his tongue through her folds "Tastes good too."

She can't help but whimper, her body writhing at the light touch of fingers and tongue. Her breath catches a little and despite herself she lets out a soft moan. He watches her, delighting in the betrayal of her body. "That's me girl." he murmurs and drops his pants. "I knew you'd be liking it." he adds as he keeps working his hands across her folds.

"Now it's time for that reward." he grunts as he places himself against her ass. He laughs as her eyes widen and he pushes himself hard into her tight confines. As she begins to scream in pain, he sighs at the pleasurable feel of her squeezing his large cock. "I knew you'd be happy with your reward" he groans in pleasure and starts thrusting away.

She thrashes around as he pounds her good and hard in the ass. Blinding white light shoots through her head at the sheer intensity of the abuse her body is taking. With each piercing cry he only pushes harder and faster until he's fully inside of her, his balls slapping against her ass cheeks.

"Oh Gods!" she cries "Stop! Please!" she can't help but try to pull away from the savageness of it all.

"Please?" he grunts "Did I hear you say you want more?" he chuckles sadistically and her screams are renewed as she see's him pick up a dildo from next to the bowl. She hadn't seen him put it there. Her eyes are wide as she takes in the size, it's a good two inches across the shaft and at least three inches at the bulbous head.

She shakes her head frantically and can only scream as it's applied to her folds and forcefully pushed in to about halfway of it's ten inch length. "Oh yeah, you're gonna take it all bitch!" he yells as he turns on the dildo, sending intense vibrations pulsating through her. "Oh sweet mother that feels wonderful." he groans, his eyes rolling back as he increases his thrusts.

Her world seems to shatter like brittle glass, the dildo ripping her apart even as his cock tears at her ass. Her head shakes back and forth as she whimpers "No, no, oh God please no more." Occasionally, he gets in a good thrust that makes her scream again, filling his ears with it's sweet music.

It isn't long that he finally manages to shove the whole length of the dildo into her. He turns it up and his eyes start to glaze over as the vibrations start making him cum. He stiffens and soon starts to unload up her ass. "Oh yes baby, make me cum." he grunts as he continues to pound away. His eyes close as he savors the sound of her crying. As he goes flaccid and falls out, he removes the dildo and then shoves it up her ass, leaving it on high as he starts cleaning himself off.

She screams as the large object is forced all the way up into her. He leans over and starts sucking at her clit, chuckling as she starts to buck wildly underneath him. Tears of shame fall down as her body once more betrays her despite the brutality of the rape. "Such a little whore, you like it don't you bitch?"

She whimpers and can only cry out as she arches up underneath his artful tongue, the dildo in her ass increasing the sensations. He chuckles, liking her answer. He strokes himself back to hardness and thrusts himself into her. She gives a gasp as he begins pumping away and it isn't long for she too begins to approach an orgasm.

"That's it baby, fuck me. Show me how much you want me. Fuck me good" he encourages her as he feels her body start to tense. "Cum for me, I want you to cum good and hard." he grunts, enjoying the way her pussy tightens around his thick cock.

He gives one final trust as he starts shooting his cum up inside her, crying out as she goes wild underneath him, bucking wildly in her own orgasm. "Sweet Jesus" he groans as he pulls out, his cock flaccid once more. "God what a little slut you are. Nothing more then a wanton fuck, but a sweet one no less." he chuckles and turns and walks out, leaving her to her shame and humiliation.

She lay there, crying softly as his words descend upon her. Doubting herself, thinking that she really must have wanted it. As the orgasm subsides the pain sets in. How could she want to be treated like that, but she must have, it felt so good even after being hurt so much. She wished more then anything to curl up, but the straps prevented it. She bit her lip as she waited for him to come back, but time passed and though she heard him moving around he didn't come back into the room. She begin to get worried that he was going to leave her like that all night. A few times she caught herself ready to call out but she stopped herself. She tried looking around the room again, looking for some way of telling time. There were no windows and not even a simple clock to tell the time. Finally she could take it no longer.

"He..,hello?" she calls out nervously "Please? Come back?"

He chuckled as he heard her calling. Leave a bitch in heat alone long enough and they'll come a calling. He looked over at the time and grunted thoughtfully. It took her near two hours to call out to him. He admired her tenacity, but in the end she was nothing more then a hussy. He waited about another half hour before he went back into the room. She lay there watching him warily. He had changed out of his clothes and was now walking around naked. She kept her eyes on his face, not daring to look lower.

He watched her, watched the way she avoided looking at his body and smiled. He slipped a finger along her folds, smiled as she shivered. He undid the straps, releasing her. Still he did not speak and simply smiled at her and turned and walked back out the door, shutting it and locking it.


CUM SHOOTING!

horny123 on Gay Stories

as the day went by James sat in his room watching porn on the internet and thought it would be a good idea to go through his mums underwear so he did...

James went on his msn and said to his Gay friend Andrew would he like to come on over for some fun.
Andrew arrived and James opened the door & let him in so they went up to James's bedroom ...

James went and laid down on the bed while Andrew slowly undressed himself James noticed Andrews trousers bullging and went over and said
"Well well well what do we have here a 8 and a half inch cock can i help you?"

He didnt wait for a answer he undid the buttons on Andrew's trousers and pulled that and his pants down...

slowly and surely he took Andrews cock into his own mou
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th and started to suck  10 mins later James knew andy was going to cum and said hold on to my head and as he sed andys cock erupted in his mouth 12 seconds of hot cum shot down his throat.

andy bent over the desk and james inserted his dick in andys tight ass hole and thrusted and thrusted he knew he was going to cum in a min and told andy to get on his knees andy said he wanted the cum all over his face and james obliged and as he was about cum
"ANDY IM CUMMIN!!!"
he shot all of his cum across andys face and most of it in his eyes and the collapsed on james's bed....
TO BE CONTINUED
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Elf Princess

A.G.Thomas on Supernatural Stories



                                                Elf Princess

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                               A. G. Thomas



With jowls slobbering even more then usual Umag stared from his hiding place at the tall willowy elf maiden. As his brain registered and stored what his yellow orbed eyes saw a burning itch grew between his short but powerfully built legs. In the past he had pleasured himself upon many a female of the puny humans that he and his kind were in a constant state of war with. None of them though had compared to the creature before him.

Not even the raven haired daughter of the chieftain that he had personally taken in the raid three suns ago. A shapely soft thing that he had pleasured himself with the first night and who was even now once more being enjoyed by the forty five remaining members of his bodyguard.

Pulling his mind back to the present his eyes flitted over the far shore searching for the other elves that he knew where present. Try as he might though he could see no evidence that any others were present. Not in the shore reeds nor in the high branches of the trees of the forest that came almost down to the rivers edge.

How was it he wondered that except for her huge white horse she was alone. Surely such a shapely thing wasn't an outcast. Again his bloodshot yellow eyes studied her looking for some deformity, some abnormality. There was none. None that is except for her strange manner of dress.

Usually her kind were draped with long flowing layers of the smoothest, shiniest of cloth. The willowy shapely thing before him though was wearing nothing like that. In fact she was nearly naked. Her arms and legs were encased in a pale red material that in each case covered nearly the whole limb.

Each small breast was covered by a dull black swath of cloth and about her hips, dropping to just past the top of her stockings, hang a loin cloth of the same black material. Neither the red or black cloth that did little to hide her willowy shape was of the shiny material that her kind usually wore. Still though he suspected it was one and the same.

If it were of the same material that her kind, especially the males, wore in battle it was remarkably strong. So strong that quite often arrows failed to penetrate the sheer material. He had seen as much with his own eyes. True, the arrows had been shot at extreme range.

But still, most of those that had fallen in the initial fusillade had been the humans within the elf ranks. Laughter welled in his brain. If he had of been in charge of the elf army that day he would have put the puny humans in the front ranks. He would have used the armor draped weaklings as fodder to dull the org attack.

The elves though spread them through their ranks in an effort to protect them as one would their young. Often such tactics went array as in the midst of battle the humans had a tendency to gravitate together thus becoming a chink in an otherwise strong army. Such had been the case months earlier when the elves and humans had marched out to stop the orc advance.

Neither army was able to claim victory that day  Still though that had been a tough battle and he had not been the only division commander who had lost the better part of his command that day.

Though the soldiers hatred toward elves had been strong before it was almost rabid now. Being the most battle hardened and senior captain he had been lucky as far as replacements. Other division had been disbanded and the men reassigned. He'd literally had his pick of battle hardened veterans. More satisfying then that though had been his promotion to Brigade Commander.  

Maybe the wench before him was the Gods way of paying him back for the lose of battle hardened troops that day. For a second a strange feeling wormed through his brain, and though sympathy was foreign to him that was what he felt for the elf maiden.

Unlike the human female who even now was pleasuring his men, and who would continue to do so until she was dead the elf would not be so fortunate. First as was his right and privilege as a brigade commander he would be the first to enjoy her. And when he eventually tired of her, she would be passed amongst his personal bodyguard and their pets. After that and with his men looking on and chanting encouragement she would be passed to the most deserving platoon and then on down the line until she was either a mindless blubbering husk or dead.

A soft moan welled from his broad yellowish green scaled chest and his cock swelled to the point of aching. Pungent pus colored fluid began leaking from his nearly fist thick cock at the thought of the shapely elf maiden being passed from soldier to soldier in the org army.

Her kind was so rarely seen alone outside the company of elf warriors and yet here this one was. It was as if she were being offered up to him. As he studied her bearing thoughts that such treatment as he had first imagined her fate became reprehensible.

A hiss almost of anger bubbled from his throat. No! If he were fortunate enough to capture her he would keep her for himself. Hers would not be the fate of the three elf maidens captured during the org army's initial thrust last year. 

The splashing of water, the horses terrified neigh, its stomping and moving about stopped his breathing. Like a rodent burrowing into the ground he pressed himself flatter to the earth. Had the large beast heard him? Maybe sensed him? Finally after what seemed like a life time he lifted his ugly face from the muddy ground to stare where he had last seen the elf maiden and her horse.

Unbelievably they were still there and just as unbelievable they were staring right at him but neither was making a move to run away. It was as if they couldn't believe what they were seeing and if they could were frozen in fear. A soft malicious chuckle rumbled in his throat.

He could tell the horse was nervous. He had seen such behavior before from the humans horses as the orc army, with a blood curdling battle cry and a ferocity that the humans hadn't expected, had met and turned aside their charge.

For a moment as he watched the elf maiden try to calm the huge beast he relived the glory of that battle. The ground shaking beneath his feet from the pounding of a thousand horses. The army, his army standing silent waiting, waiting, and then moments before the horses were upon them together with sword beating against shield a great shout welling up from the whole of the orc army.

The army, his army surging forward like a huge wave. The rending of armor, the screams of anguish and despair from both animal and human as the orc army had blunted then decimated the better part of them. Unlike as so often as before the humans had fought bravely both horse and foot. They had died by the hundreds, by the thousands, but before they had fled the field they had made the orc army pay dearly. Almost as dearly as they had.

Though even now, as he lay staring into the horses and the elf maidens eyes he hated to admit what he had felt that day. Shaking his head to clear it of such thoughts he slowly rose from the ground to stand silent before the pair. A broad grin twisted his fang filled mouth as instead of horse and elf fleeing the two stood trembling like leaves in a strong wind.

With sword in hand he shuffled forward on banta bowed legs ready to strike a killing blow if the horse charged. Without taking his eyes from either of them he stepped into the knee deep water and waded cautiously toward them. With each forward step of his the horse took a half step backward toward the far shore pulling the wide eyed elf maiden with him.

Another grin twisted his fang filled mouth. The pair were so frightened it was as if they didn't even have enough sense to make an attempt to flee. Just as the horse and a heartbeat later the elf maiden gained solid ground and while he was still nearly ten paces from them Umag gathered his strong legs beneath him and leaped.

As true as an arrow he came down almost dead center between the pair. The horse, panic stricken reared and Umag raised his sword to strike a killing blow but instead of the huge beast charging it whirled and fled into the dark forest. For a second as he looked into the large soft blue eyes of the elf maiden uncertainty as to his next move wormed into his brain, and his battle hardened reflexes and instinct failed him.

His sword hand dropped leaving him open to her attack, but she made no move toward the ornate silver handled knife strapped to her right thigh. Instead her long thin fingers reached out lightly caressing his scared wart covered yellowish green cheek. Her touch was as intimate as his woman's had been before she had died in battle beside him. She had been given to him by the master, not just because of his rank but because of his bravery in battle as well.

Love was foreign to his kind, but the master had said he should cherish and protect her and he had done his best. But as was her want, and though her kind was exceedingly rare, she had insisted in fighting beside him. When the elf arrow had pierced her throat and as she lay dying in his arms the battle had been forgotten. Her last jester before her life's blood had bubbled from her mouth had been a soft touch to his cheek much as the elf maiden was doing now.

Moisture filled his eyes as the memory of the loss of her filled his brain. Never had he felt such a rending and in his anguish he had been as terrible as a balrog. Human and elf alike had quaked and fled before him that terrible day but he had shown no mercy, no pity. How many he had killed in avenging the death of his mate he didn't know. 

Even when he was surrounded by elves and his sword had broken his rampage had not lessened. With claws and teeth he had ripped the life from his hated enemies and not once through it all had he taken a step back from his mate. Shaking his head to clear it of that terrible day he stood numbly as whisper soft words he couldn't begin to understand touched his ears.

He watched her lips moving, heard soft cooing sounds purring from her throat. To his astonishment and disbelief together with continuing cooing sounds she stepped to him and began running her long fingered hands lightly over his tree limb thick forearms and over his massively muscled chest. Her touch, the closeness of her shapely body, like a blanket on a cold night, sent a warmth through him that he was at a lose to explain.

Tighter she pressed to him and as she did her hands rose to cradle his broad ugly face and her small lips came down covering the wide slash of his tusk filled mouth. His brain screamed at him that what was happening wasn't right, that he was in danger but he couldn't move.

Dumbstruck he watched her take a step back. Watched as she untied then dropped the almost nonexistent small patches of cloth covering her small yet firm breast. For several heartbeats she stood looking at him before again reaching out. But this time her long fingered hands took his and brought them to her breast. Instinctively his stubby fingers squeezed and a quivering sigh spilled from her soft lips.

With her hands still coving his and while pressing his tighter to her small but firm breast her eyes slowly closed. A soft stuttering whimper issued from her and her head fell back as his fingers, at first lightly then harder, pinched and rolled nipples that were almost as big as the tip of his smallest finger.

For a life time they stood thus, he, pinching, squeezing, rolling breast and nipple and her sighing contentedly. Then opening her eyes, and while looking into his mystified yellowish orbs her hands dropped from his to her hip. A moment later the whisper thin dark cloth that had been doing little to hid her lower body fluttered to the waters edge and floated away.

With but her pale red arm and leg coverlets remaining she stood unashamedly before him for several in drawn breaths. Slowly, as if not to startle or alarm him, her long fingered hands rose to again cover his. The pressure of her fingers, her soft pleasurable moan were as indications that she welcomed perhaps even treasured his touch. 

As he looked at her confusedly she smiled warmly. Slowly, though he was reluctant to release her small firm breast, he let her pull his hands from her. When he did so she pulled his arms about her placing his broad stubby fingered hands on her tight firm buttocks. Without further invitation he squeezed each tight cheek and she, without the slightest of hesitation, once more willingly pressed her willowy body to his. 

Again her long cloth covered fingers lightly glided up and down his tree limp thick arms and across his broad muscular chest. Again her lips lightly touched his before moving downward over his chin, his thick neck, his broad scaly chest. As her lips moved ever lower she fell to her knees before him. Whimpers that he knew to be that of arousal such as human females sometimes made issued from the elf maidens throat as her long slim fingers worked to loosen his coverings.

His mind coming awake he brushed her hands away taking charge of removing his girdle and leggings. His struggles were made all the more difficult with her squeezing and stroking his long fist thick organ through his corse coverings. Finally though he stood before her naked, his massive tool swaying less then a fingers width from her lips.

With her hot breath washing over the head of his secreting blood engorged organ, her long thin fingers stroking, squeezing him to even greater rigidity she looked up into his eyes. His hands reaching out, his fingers pushing into her sunset red hair; her heart shaped face moving unresistingly to him; her small perfect lips parting.

Pain! White hot searing pain exploding in his chest. His back arching, his hands wanting to reach up but unable to. Yellowish pus colored blood spraying from his lips together with his scream. Dumbly he looked down at the still kneeling elf maiden as if seeking an explanation.

Something protruding from his chest shimmering like the new born sun. His eyes clouding making it difficult for him to see the elf maidens beautiful face. He can admit that now, now that he knows that he is dying. Her and her kind are the very soul of the earth beautiful in every way, while he and his kind are but a mockery to their perfection.

Somehow one of his hands finds her face, caresses it brushes a tear from her cheek.  He would have loved her, treasured her, protected her even more then he had the mate that the master had given him. He would have killed anyone, even the master if he thought they meant her harm.

Another white hot rending pain explodes in his chest as the shimmering blade is twisted then pulled out. Unable to stand he drops to his knees. With extreme effort of will he raises his head from his chest focusing his rapidly glazing yellow orbs on the soft sky blue eyes filled with tears. Her arms reaching up cradling his head bringing it to her heaving naked breast. Soft pleasurable sounds interrupted by an occasional catch in her throat touch his ears as she slowly rocks back and forth.

His eyes close. A feeling of contentment, of peace, of tranquility that he has never known washes through him. His last thought as his final breath leaves him is that she an elf shed a tear for him. He is not aware of the soft Kingly elf voice telling his daughter and two dozen personal bodyguard that he would rather lose his kingdom then to ever again so deceitfully and without honor kill such a valiant and worthy foe.

Neither is he aware that before they depart that his body, instead of being left to carrion, is washed and clothed in the finest of elfin robes.  That he is placed on a bed of pine boughs and that with the elfin princess that he so loved with his dying breath crying over him his funeral pyre is lit.    

               

Love bound by steel

Gehenna on Erotic Poems

Love Bound by Steel
A slut and a slave, no less and no more
Your freedom a dream, your life from before
Taken from you, by right of the strong
Now born anew, now where you belong
How could you know, curiosity teased
How far it would go, that you might be seized
By one you believed, your lover, your friend
Tempted, deceived, your life to descend
To service and lust, a master’s harsh will
Obey as you must, commandments fulfill
Defiance is punished, resistance the same
Restraints and the beatings until you kneel tame
Feed from his hand, drink from a bowl
Permission to stand, your kennel a hole
Manacles, chains, fetters and bars
A cruel master’s collar, his brandi
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ng iron scar
Submissive your gaze, submissive your thought
No longer dazed, now what he had wrought
A lover enslaved, and taught how to feel
A lover he’d craved, her love bound by steel.

Passion reignited

Pfefmister on Teen Stories

We'd just broken up not even a week ago, me and my girlfriend that is. Christmas break turned out to be a hell week for both of us, as we split up, forcing me to move out and back in with my sister. It was over this "break" that we talked many times. Often the talk turned into dirty, raunchy sex talk where pictures were sent via cell phone. Normally this encompassed her sending pictures of her freshly shaved pussy and of my freshly shaved dick.

I guess it's here that I should describe myself. I'm about 5'11 and around 180 pounds, although most of this is muscle from the years of weight lifting that I endured. I have dark brown hair, dark br

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own eyes flecked with light brown and gold and full lips for a male. My girl friend was petite, weighing in at around 105 pounds and fit. She had large C cup breasts and a nice pert, tight ass. She was the envy of all my friends, as they wished they were fucking her all the time and often vocalized their opinions. 

So as I'd earlier stated, we'd split up and I was living elsewhere. After lengthy conversations, we came to the agreement that I should come home and see if things could be worked out. Almost immediately I drove over to her house and waited for her there. She'd gone to a work party and wouldn't be home until around 7:30pm, and at that moment it was only 6:30pm. Knowing that I was going to get laid, I decided to head up to the bedroom that we'd shared for quite some time and prepare for the night coming up.

I cleaned everything and made sure that it was all ready for the two of us to share a wild night. Over the course of the break she'd divulged in me the many things that we wanted to do that she'd been way to scared to try at earlier times. So I was more than ready for this to happen.

Well, 7:30 rolled around and so did she. she walked through the door and came up the stairs, where I was silently waiting. The minute she saw me she jumped into my arms as I swept her off her feet. We exchanged kisses passionately and feverishly, not even stopping to take a breath at any time as our lips mashed together. I fell back into the bedroom while she pinned me against the wall. She went straight for my belt buckle, fumbling with the clasp with shaking hands. I could tell by the way she was shaking she wanted it badly. 

So while she worked at getting my pants and belt off, I ripped her shirt from her body and unclasped her bra, letting her beautiful breats fall free into their true glory. Her nipples were as hard as daggers and could cut ice if given the opportunity. Gasping, I couldn't help but admire them. 

"Like?" she proudly questioned as she cupped them.

I couldn't speak, only nod like dumbfounded child seeing his first pair of breasts.

Smiling, she reached up and grabbed the back of my head and pulled me down to kiss her. Next thing to came off were her pants, reducing her to wearing nothing but these little star patterned panties. The way they fit her ass exemplified the amount of meat it had to it, making it appear thick and curvy. The crotch was visibly moist and you could smell the distinct odor of feminine attraction leaking from in between her legs.  This only drove me wilder, and things really began to heat up. Before I knew what was happening she was down on her knees and pulling my pants down around my ankles. My erect cock sprang free, all 8 inches of it, almost slapping her in the chin. She looked up at me and took me into her mouth, sucking the head and swirling her tongue around the head only to tease me. Occasionally she'd stop and swipe her tongue across the pee-hole in order to get all the pre-cum away from it. Gritting my teeth, it was my turn to fall back against the wall as I took ahold of the back of her head and held her down on my cock. Never one to be able to deep throat, she bobbed up and down on my cock, dragging her tongue up and down the underneath of it. 

Feeling my balls tighten I pulled out of her mouth and pulled her up to her feet. She was sporting this shit-eating grin on her face as I lustily kissed her and picked her up off her feet. Instinctively she wrapped her legs around my waist as I lined my throbbing cock up with her dripping pussy. I placed the head at the entrance of her vagina, teasing her as I felt the heat radiate off of it onto me. The entire feeling can't even be described with words. Slowly, I put myself into her with only half of me entering her and the other half waiting to enter. Her breath caught, and I started to pull out. Her eyes jumped to mine, frantically searching for an explanation of why I would dream of pulling out of her while she was where she was at. Tightening her thighs she desperately tried to get me to put my cock deep within her. 

Suddenly and unexpectedly I rammed my full length into her. Immediately her eyes closed and she let out a silent scream as I began to saw in and out of her in quick succession. Silently we stared deep into each others eyes as I continued my assault on her vagina, with the only sound that could be heard was the sloshing of her pussy juices mixed with my cock secretions. 

With her still impaled on my cock, I carried her over to the bed and gently laid her down. I hoisted her legs above her head and locked them around her neck. Thus began the next hour of our lovemaking, with me beating the hell out of her vagina. I took out all my frustrations on her that night, sawing my cock in and out of her at blinding speeds. Luckily, I didn't even feel the approach of my orgasm yet, but she sure as hell did. She must have climaxed at least a dozen times, sometimes verbally making me aware by screaming out "I'm cumming!" or by the way her pussy tightening around my cock incredibly.

It was soon after this point that I began to lust after her asshole. I'd had anal sex many times before but I wanted to try it with her. Although she wasn't a virgin any longer, she was still a virgin in anal sex. Tonight, she claimed that whatever I wanted was mine. And what I wanted was her ass. 

Using her vagina juices, I wiped my cock up and down her asshole, using them as a lube. I slowly pushed into her bowels and felt the incredible amount of heat that met me. I looked into her eyes and watched as they at first went from pleasure to a widened look of pain. Sadly, I was a tad bit too big for her tiny asshole, and although I'd stretched it out with my fingers previously, nothing was going to get me to assfuck her that night. So, I pulled out and rolled a condom on my cock because I knew I was about to cum very soon and she wasn't on the pill. This meant that my seed could impregnate her and being 17 I couldn't afford to have children running around my life at that very moment.

She knew what was about to come after the condom went on. As most men know, the feeling diminishes slightly so I was less sensitive. For me this meant longer feelings of wonderful lovemaking, and for her this meant more orgasms that ripped through her vagina. It took nearly another hour of vicious assaulting on her vagina before I even began to feel that tightening in my balls again. Reaching down and in between her legs, she cupped my balls with one hand and massaged them, knowing that that got me going so much. Then, with her other hand, she reached behind and began to finger my ass. That was all it took. Ramming into her so hard that her feet left the ground, I began to unload my seed deep into her pussy. Long rope after rope of hot sticky cum shot out of my dick and into the condom. At that very moment she had another incredible orgasm ripple through her vagina as it sought out to milk every single drop of cum from my spent cock.

She looked back up at me, and smiled, kissing me sweetly and passionately. I kissed her back and held her close, while I kissed the back of her neck down her spine. Unrolling the condom off my now limp cock, I laided my head down next to hers, pulled the covers over us, and fell asleep with her in my arms. Nothing will ever take that memory from me in a million years. 

 

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thank you.

"Uncle" Bob

couponlaydee on Fetish Stories

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"Hey Uncle Bob!" I squealed as I opened the door. He was so handsome. "Hey, little girl, how you been" He gave me a big hug & kind of lifted me off the floor. "Dad said you just have to return the papers by Sunday!" I handed the papers to him, & his had slighlty brushed my boob. "Oh Im sorry.. didn't mean to do that." He said, looking kind of embarrased. "It's all good" I said. I was starting to get hot. He sat on my oversized bean bag.

"Want a drink? What are you up to today?"

"Oh that would great.. Uh Im just running errands then probably go have a couple of drinks." he said smiling.

"Oh that sounds fun!" I said before I sat down on the other couch. I could see a big bu

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lge in Uncle Bob's pants. I looked down at my thin, white wife beater. My nipple were full on hard. Looking like erasers. I wore this cute little mini skirt w/no underwear underneath. I knew he was looking.

"So I see you've turned into a slut huh?" Bob said while he smiled.

"If that's what you want me to be" I opened my legs & leaned back. He grabbed his bulge.

"Look what you've done to me bitch" He was rubbing it up & down. 

"mmmm, It looks like you got something big in there." I got up & walked over to him & sat right down on his lap. Making sure my pussy was right on top of his bulge.

"Fuck, your so fine. Look @ your big tits. I can feel the hotness from your pussy.." He placed his big rough hands on my firm ass. "You like making daddy hard?" he asked while squeezing my ass. "Oh yea, daddy.. all the time." I started to grind him like I was humping a pillow or something. I put my 36DD tits in his face. He started sucking my big nipples, not even moving my tank top. "Fuck, suck them good daddy. I've been a good girl" He sucked them harder, slightly biting them. "ahhhhh, yea daddy. Just like that" With him holding my ass & sucking my tits, I started boucing up & down. He let go of my tit & slapped my ass. "Slow down you little slut." He pushed me back up to sit up straight still sitting on his boner. "You knew I was coming over & you put on this shit to make me hard." He started to rip my tank top in half, right down the middle. "You fuckin little bitch, look @ your tits.. Only sluts have big tits." He grabbed them hard & starting spitting on them. "You like slut? You like feeling my spit all over you? Get down on your knees." I obeyed. I loved when a man is in control. He unzipped his pants & pulled them down. He had a HUGE cock. "You like what you see?" "Ohhhh yes, daddy. I do!" "SUck it bitch, take it.." I put it in my mouth like it was a lollipop. "THats it you big tit bitch. Suck Daddy. You know how to do it Slut" He grabbed onto my hair & started to force my face. "Yea baby, suck Daddy's big cock. Take it. Uhhhhhhhh..." I sucked & sucked.. it kept growing in my mouth. He pushed my head away. "Get up here.." I got up & sat right on his dick, he shoved it all the way up there" "OOOOHHHHH Daddy!" I moaned as I sat all the way down. "Fuck me bitch" he yelled while he slapped my ass. I started bouncing up & down moaning & screaming. "THat's it slut, slide up & down daddys big cock. Yea.. look @ your big tits bouncing. I like that, make them bouce" ALl his dirty talk was making me real wet. "Is my slut getting more wet? Do you need to bust your nut bitch" I nodded while I moaned again. I loved his cock. It made me feel so good. "Fuck me then, don't stop til you bust your nut all over me." I kept going faster, & faster.. I could feel I was getting close. "Make daddy come bitch. You know how to do it." THen he pushed my tits together & sucked on both of my fat nipples. I exploded. "AHHHHH, Fuck daddy, Im cumming all over your big fat dick!" He sucked harder .. I knew he was aobut to come.. all of a sudden he let go & grabbed my hips to move faster. "FUckin bitch!.. YOur making daddy nut"... I could feel all his sperm hitting everywhere. After we were done I laid next to him. He laid my arm down & laid down on it. He lifted my big boob & put it in his mouth & starting sucking like a little baby. We ended up falling asleep & when I woke up, He was still latched on to my tit.

 

TO BE CONTINUED... 

A hitchhikers dream

enigma_314 on Taboo Stories

Some people say that life is stranger than fiction, and this, I can honestly say, is true in every aspect. It was a Saturday night and I was on my way home. I had gone down to Danville earlier in the evening to meet a blind date, but that didn't work out very well, the girl that I finally did end up meeting was nothing like the picture she had sent me; so much for online dating.

It was pretty late at night and i was coming down the interstate thinking that the night couldn't get any worse than what it had so far turned out to be; well, as my luck would have it it did. The rain started to fall slowly at first and then it became a torrential downpour, my wiper blades barely able to keep up with the downfall. I was cruising along about 65 miles per hour when I noticed

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that the car began to handle sort of rough, not thinking about it much I kept on driving. After about 20 minutes or so it started to pull to the right really bad, so I pulled off onto the shoulder of the road. Sure enough, when I got out of the car and looked on the passenger side I had a flat tire. I walked to the back of the car and opened the trunk preparing to grab the spare and the other tools needed to change the tire. Well, as my luck would have it my spare was flat. So here I am in the middle of nowhere late at night, standing in the pouring rain with a flat tire, a flat spare and not a cellphone to use. Why me? Closing the trunk I went back and locked my car and started walking hoping that I could find a gas station that had a pay phone that was still in working condition.

After walking for about 30 minutes I saw the headlight of a vehicle approaching from behind me, I hoped that they would stop and give me a lift, but with it raining and quickly approaching midnight, I didn't figure on my luck being that good, but much to my surprise they pulled over about 30 feet in front of me and parked. I ran up to the passenger window of the mini van as the window was rolling down.

"Need a lift?" I heard a womans voice from inside call

"Sure do." I replied, and opened the door to get in. Once inside, the overhead light revealed aa attractive woman of about 34 with long dark hair and brown eyes and thin frame had come to my rescue; she had the typical "soccer mom" look about her, but I wasn't going to look a gift horse in the face, better to get a ride with a soccer mom than to walk for who knows how long in the rain. I explained to her my situation, that I had had a flat and didn't have a working spare tire and that I needed a phone that I could call a friend of mine and see if he could come and pick me up or bring a tire with him. She apologized that she didn't have a cell phone but that she had one at her house that I could use if that was alright, because the only gas station around here didn't have a pay phone. I told her that that would be nice, and off we headed to her house.

On the ride to her house she had told me that her name was Barbara and that she was just coming back from work at the Waffle House back in Danville. Danville. The mention of that name seems to associate nothing but bad luck. When we got to her house she handed me a cordless phone and then went into the bathroom and got me a towel so that I could dry off. I called Rickys house, but to no avail. I tried Dougs house and finally got an answer, my hope rose to new height. Lady Luck? More like Lady Bad Luck, Doug had mentioned that he had been drinking and was in no way capable of driving to pick me up or anything.

I hung up the phone and my heart sank.

"Any luck?" Barbara asked coming out of the kitchen

"Yeah, all bad", and I explained to her that I was pretty much screwed by not being able to find someone to come and get me

"Well, you're more than welcome to stay the night here, and I could take you to get your tire fixed tomorrow morning"

"I couldn't impose on you Barbara"

"It's no problem," she said, "we have plenty of room." She said the word "we" and immediately I knew that I would have to find someone to come and get me, because I didn't want her husband coming home and finding me laying on the couch

"Oh no, I couldn't. I mean your husband might night not like the idea of finding me here" And then she started laughing.

"Hahahaha. No, I'm not married, it's just me and my daughter Janice that live here." A wave of relief washed over me, after all, there's nothing worse than having another man finding you in his house with his wife.

We went to the kitchen and sit down and she explained how her husband had ran off about five years earlier and that it's just been her and her 10 year old daughter Janice. We talked for about an hour until she said that she was going to start heading to bed and that she would see me tomorrow morning at some time since she didn't have to work. After showing me to the spare bedroom she wished me good night and then went into her bedroom and closed the door behind her. She'd given me a pair of shorts and a tshirt that used to belong to her exhusband, and said that i could keep them, so with that I made my way to the bathroom for a desperately needed shower.

The hot water was a much welcome relief as opposed to the cold rain that I had felt earlier out on the road. I wrapped the towel around my shoulders and grabbed the tshirt and shorts and started making my way to the bedroom, naked not worrying about anyone catching me because everyone was already asleep. The bedroom was quaint and bare. There was a twin bed, small dresser with a mirror at the foot of the bed and a small oak chest in the far corner of the room. I pulled back the sheets and laid down and enjoyed the nice cool air from the ceiling fan as it blew down on me, and within minutes I was fast asleep.

I don't know what woke me up first, the coldness or the hand, but when I opened my eyes I could barely make out the shape of someone standing by my bed running their fingertips along the length of my cock. Once my eyes adjusted to the darkness I could see that it was a young girl whom I was to assume that it was Barbaras daughter, Janice even though it was really hard to distinguish many facial features. I was at a total loss as to what to do, because if she was asleep I had once been told that it was bad to try to awaken someone while they were sleep walking; but if she was awake, then I must surely be dreaming. I tried to look to see if her eyes were open, and they were......which didn't tell me much of anything because I didn't know if your eyes were supposed to be open or closed when you walked in your sleep, so I left her to do what she wanted.

After a few minutes of her finger stroking my cock, she pulled her long hair over to one side and then lowered her mouth to my raging hard cock. I didn't know whether to be turned on by this or what, but here was a 10 year old girl sucking on my cock in the middle of the night. I decided to play like I was asleep and just lay there, hoping that she was asleep and just leave, but she didn't. I played possum and pretened to be asleep and rolled over onto my side hoping that this would deter her, but it didn't work; she walked around to the bed and knelt beside the bed and began to play with my cock some more, it was pretty obvious that she was not going to give up that easily. So I let her stroke me for a few minutes and then just as suddenly as she had started, she got up and walked out of the room.

"Well," I said, "she must have been asleep." and I rolled over onto my back with a raging hardon and the image of her small childish hands wrapped around my cock.

It wasn't long before I started to doze off again, and I was almost asleep when I heard the sound of a door opening and when I turned my head to look out the bedroom door, I could make out the outline of Barbara headed towards the bathroom. From what I could tell, she was wearing a sheer, knee-length nightgown, her firm breasts outllined against the dim light that shone through. She was only in there for a couple of minutes and when she came out she must have run into her daughter, because I could hear the sound of conversation being made. They talked for several minutes and then the next thing I knew Barbara was headed into my room. I squinted my eyes as best I could without having them closed, so that way it would appear that I was asleep but yet still see what was going on.

She walked to the left side of the bed and started like she was going to pull the blanket over my nudity, but instead, she looked up at the doorway and motioned for Janice to come closer to the bed.

"See," she whispered, "I told you that there was a man in here."

Janice came around to stand beside Barbara. She was wearing a large oversized t-shirt that said 'Property of UK' on the front of it. "Wow mom, his thing is big."

Barbara half snickered and replied "Yes, it sure is. You wanna touch it and see what it feels like?"

"I don't know, what if he wakes up?"

"Well dear, that's why you have to be very careful. See, touch it like this." And then Barbara reached down and ran her index finger along the length of my cock; from head to base. I'm not going to lie, but that felt so good I almost had to catch my breath, but luckily I was able to keep my breathing at a "sleepers pace" to let them continue thinking that I was still asleep. "See, I told you that he wouldn't wake up. Now you try." I could sense that Janice was slowly approaching closer to my body, the anticipation I was experiencing was almost too much to bear. I watched as she reached out with her index finger and slowly laid it near the head. It involuntarily jumped and she let out a slight shriek, and instead of backing off, she tried again. She ran her finger along the side of it and then went over the head and then down the other side. Barbara came over and took my cock in her hand, and lowered her mouth to the head of my cock. Her tongue slowly parted her lips and descended to my cock, gathering the precum that had accumilated. "Here you go honey," she said to Janice who came over and sucked the precum off of her mothers tongue. Barbara reached back and pulled Janices' head towards her and embraced her in a deep kiss.

"There's more where that came from." I said, both of them nearly jumped out of their skin. The both watched me sitting up in bed as if they were looking at a dead person sitting up in the casket.

"Oh, I'm so sorry" Barbara said, trying to hide the embarassment in her voice, but failing to do so. "I-I thought you were asleep"

"Well, I was, but I think I like what I've waken up to. You know, you don't have to stop on my account"

"We shouldn't" she said and looked at my still raging hard cock. A look crossed her face like that of a person who had gone too long without a good solid meal. Before she could say a single word I reached out and grabbed her hand and laid it back on my cock. A deep sigh of relief escaped her mouth, and she started to stroke my cock nice and slowly. Without saying a word, Janice walked to the other side of the bed and reached out and started to rub my nuts, her small hand barely able to hold both at the same time. After a few minutes, Barbara stopped stroking and then started to take her nitie off, Janice continued to rub my nuts and seeing her mothers hand absent, she started to emulate her mothers actions on my cock. By this time Barbara had already taken her nightie off and was climbing on the bed, a look of hungry desperation on her face. Janice saw what her mom was going to do and she stopped stroking and stepped aside. Barbara moved up and grabbed my cock in her hand and pointed it upwards towards her pussy then she lowered herself onto my rigid shaft, sighing as the head of my dick started to part her moistened lips. It must have been a while since she had been with a man because never before had I ever met a woman who was as wet as she was. When my dick was all the way in, she started to up and down, and the feeling of my cock sliding in and out of her just seem to get her juices flowing more and more.

"Oh shit, that feels good. "she said, "it's been so fucking long.......I need this so bad!!" She was at this time almost bouncing up and down on my dick, each time coming down to impale herself, and within minutes I felt her vaginal muscles begin to tighten around my cock and I knew that she was on the verge of a very intense orgasm. "OOHH GOD, I'M CUMMING!!!!" she screamed and proceeded to fuck my cock at an almost unbelieveable pace. She was riding and bucking like crazy and I could tell by the look on her face that wave after wave orgasm was washing over her body.

Finally after she could take it no longer, she collapsed on my chest, her breathing was quick and heavy. I could feel the warmth of her juices covering my cock and flowing over my nuts. By now I was good and worked up.

"Are you ok mom?" Janice asked

"I'm...I'm fine baby." she said, "Just fine. Wooh!" she started to climb off my cock and off the bed when she noticed that I was still rock hard. "Damn, that was a good ride." She looked over at Janice who had copied her mothers actions again and was now sitting in the chair completely stark naked, her small breasts sporting hard nipples, whether it was from the ceiling fan blowing on her or from the sex, I couldn't tell.

"Are you going to have all the fun?" I looked at Barbara and asked, motioning towards Janice

"HHmmm, you don't mind?"

"I'm willing to try" I told her.

"Go ahead baby" Barbara said to Janice. Jancice got up, walked over to the bed, wrapped her hand around my cock and began to stroke it. It slid easily back and forth in her hands, her mothers juices making sure of that. She lowered her head to try to suck my cock, her small mouth barely able to accept the head. I threw my head back in amazement, here I was laying here in bed letting a 10 year old girl suck on my cock while her mother watches on; I thought I was dreaming. She was having a little trouble and Barbara spotted this right away and came over to assist.

"Honey, if you're going to do it let me show you a better way. Now climb up on the bed, now turn around..........yes, like that........perfect. That should help" Barbara had helped Janice up onto the bed and put her in the classic 69 position and from this position she had no problem trying to take as much of me in her mouth as she could, and at the same time here was a nice virginal pussy in front of me. I buried my face eagerly between her legs, and I could tell that she definitely took after her mother, because her young pussy was dripping with juices. I let my tongue play around and licked at her underdeveloped clit, each time it made her jump a little and moan. I licked around a little bit and then slowly started to stick my tongue up her hole. She let out a small, muffled moan as it parted her lips and this seemed to encourage her as she started to suck on my cock more feverishly. I worked my tongue in and out of her pussy slowly at first, tasting her young juices as they flowed like sweet nectar onto my tongue and lips.

I heard Barbara in the background moan, obviously she was taking care of some renewed business on her end.

Surprisingly, I was enjoying the hell out this and didn't want to stop, but without warning Janice let loose of my cock and started to move away from me. I thought that maybe I had hurt her or something, but what she did next really surprised me. She moved herself down and, like her mother, began to straddle my cock. No one said anything as me and Barbara both watched in amazement as Janice lowered herself onto my cock. I could feel her tight pussy lips wrap around me and relax enough to allow me passage into her virgin love canal. She managed to take about half of my cock before she stopped, then she took a deep breath and then continued to lower herself down until my dick was completely engulfed.

She started to move up and down like Barbara had done earlier, but with shorter strokes, each time I could feel her muscles contract around me. I reached out and put my hands on her waist, changing her rhythm in order to meet my thrusts. I looked over at Barbara who was now sittin in the chair by the bed frantically finger fucking herself. Janices' pace quickened and within minutes her muscles clenched around my cock and she screamed out in orgasmic bliss "OOOHHHHhhhh.............". I could feel her juices starting to flow out and this drove me over the edge as well as I felt an impending orgasm start to over-take me.

"Oh shit, I'm cumming" I said, and before I knew it a tidal wave of hot cum came bursting out of my cock, filling Janice up. She started slamming herself down harder on my cock to meet more of my frantic upward thrusts as she again reached orgasm. I don't remember ever having cum so much or so hard in my entire life, but it seemed that I was never going to stop. I could hear Barbara beside me almost moaning in unison with me as she reached orgasm herself.

I nearly passed out from cumming so hard, and I don't remember Janice crawling off of me, but I do know that the next thing I saw when I looked down was both of them down by my cock lick and sucking the menagerie of juices off of my cock and nuts. This felt incredibly good, almost too good, because a few minutes later I was already hard again. They both continued to lick and suck, occasionally kissing eachother with the head of my cock in between them, each one had a hand on my cock stroking it up and down in unison. Stroking, licking, sucking, kissing, tongueing.

"I'm cumming again1" I said and watched as a hot jet of cum came shooting out of the head of my cock, splattering both of them on the face. At this point their tongues seemed to be fighting over which one was going to get most of the cum. One would quickly lower their mouth onto my cock to get some and then come up and then the other would do the same. I started to feel slightly lightheaded and the room started to spin....I looked down at them again and that was the last thing i saw.

~~~~~~====={To be continued???}====~~~~~

Fooling Around With a Celeb's Daughter II

kilgoretrout7777 on Celebrity Stories

This story, like my last one, is totally true.  Well, it's as true as I can remember as all of the events to which I will write happened about six years ago, and my memory gets a little fuzzier and fuzzier as time goes on.  Funny thing is though, is that now this celebrity's daughter is now a celebrity in her own right.  She isn't necessarily a household name like her father, but she definitely has a nice little career going for herself, the beginnings of one anyway.  So here without any further adieu, here we go with the latest installment.

After that impromptu first time together, my head was still definitely spinning.  Little Singer and I had become quick friends, and while I was still a little uncomfortable being a little older at 26, and her being fre

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sh out of high school and only 18, I was always so comfortable around her, and we always had fun together.   

Time went on at the bookstore.  But unfortunately, she quit the store, and went on to another job.  But we stayed in touch, and it was only a matter of time before we would get together again.  Well, this time was only about another week later.  Pretty Singer comes into the store one night when I'm working.  She's looking very lovely wearing sandals, a nice Summer dress and light sweater.  It was a pleasant contrast to her otherwise "punky, indie rocker" look.  Absolutely as cute as could be.  I remember feeling the eyes of my co-workers as Singer approached me at the info booth.   

I remember very clearly those crystal clear blue eyes of hers as she asked me if I wanted to get together when I was finished with work.  Who was I to turn this beauty down?  Biggest regret of my life however is not taking our relationship more seriously and deciding to really try to make something work with us.  But I'm getting ahead of myself.   

It was already getting close to the time when I was scheduled to be off from work so Singer just hung out for a bit, talking with her newly former co-workers.  And soon enough, we were off in her car.  She wondered if I wanted to go out somewhere, go back to my place, or maybe see her apartment.  I was awfully curious, so we ended up going down to her place in Venice Beach.

Her place was a nice little bungalow style house that she shared with her landlord.  Nice thing was though, she had one side of the house completely to her own, and a separate entrance as well.  So privacy was never an issue.  Lucky for us!  

So we end up inside her house, turn on a little music and she shows me around her humble abode.  She had only moved in a couple weeks prior, so subsequently, there were a few unpacked boxes, and the place definitely had that unlived in look.  But it was pretty nice all the same.  We cozied up on the couch and she began showing me her photo albums.  Great stuff seeing going back in time and seeing her with her very famous pop in a more casual, familial setting.  But pretty soon, we were overcome with passion yet again, only this time, i was a little more prepared, and a little more at ease.

We began kissing on her sofa.  She had the most perfectly pink lips and was a terrific kisser.  It quickly became more passionate, and off went my shirt.  She ran her hands all over my chest which only got me more excited.  How on earth this young woman knew as much as she did about titillation is anyone's guess, but sweet Jesus, this girl was an absolute sex bomb.  I kissed her neck and her breathing quickened.  She wrestled free from her sweater and pulled her shirt over her head, exposing her pretty little bra.  My hands ran wildly over exposed body, roaming on her pretty little back and gently squeezing her breasts through her bra.  Her breathing was heavy and she became ravenous.  She tore at my belt with wild abandon, and unzipped my pants, immediately grabbing my already growing cock.  She pulled my pants the rest of the way off as I kicked at my shoes.  Soon thereafter she squeezed out of her dress and unhooked her bra.  The sight of her puffy little pink nipples was absolutely heavenly.  Funny thing was, this time, all the lights were on, so I had a very clear view of everything, and it was truly terrific.  

We stumbled into her bedroom and kicked off our underwear.  She climbed into bed on all fours, and like a hungry animal, I lunged at her ass and pussy, licking her from asshole to pussy.  She absolutely squeeled with delight, and pushed her ass against my face.  I'll never forget that, her loving me licking her little asshole as she pushed herself into me.  And damn, she's a white girl, but damn, she's got some serious bootie.  I don't know how on earth she managed that at her age, but she has got some unbelievable junk in that trunk.  Magnificent.  I flipped her over and got down to business on her sweet little pussy.  I can't even begin to tell you how pretty it is.  It's a lovely shade of pink, and she's totally shaved, although this time, it looked like there was a couple of days of stubble as if she was trying to grow a little "pubic mohawk".  I licked and sucked at her pussy as she moaned and moaned with delight.  I would catch her leaning up as if to get a better look at what it was I was doing down there as she forced my head deeper with her hands pulling me inside.  Locking lips on her clit, I sucked and licked her to an explosive orgasm as she flooded my face with her sweet, young juices.  She pulled my face up to hers and licked her own juices from my chin.  Her sexuality truly had no limits.  I got on top of her as she guided my rigid cock to her tight hole and slowly began fucking her.  I pumped my fat cock deep as her electric eyes stared deep into my own.  I knew I wasn't going to be able to last too long and I had to see that ass of hers again, so I flipped her over and started fucking her doggie style.  Her ass bounced hard against my crotch as I fucked that sweet box, looking down at her little asshole.  All the while, she grunted and moaned, begging for more.  I really couldn't believe this girl!  I wasn't gonna last, and I told her I was close to cumming.  She flipped over quickly as her mouth lunged at my cock.  Well, that was about the hottest thing I could've ever imagined at the time, and I exploded all over her face and into her mouth as she hungrily lapped up my streams of hot cum.  

We laid down on her bed in a sweaty heap and held each other closely, winding down from our exploration.  She nuzzled my neck and flat out asked me how on earth did I know how to eat a woman's pussy so well?  It was such a funny question, I didn't even really know what to say!  But she added that I could eat her pussy as well, if not better than some of the girls that she'd been with.  Yup, that's right.  As if I even needed an ego boost after that experience...  But yeah, did I mention before that she'd experimented with girls?  Yeah.   

Well, we decide to take a quick shower and get ourselves cleaned up from our sexual adventure, but I guess we both still had a little sexual energy left, because between washing up and rinsing off, those hormones began raging yet again.  I was behind her washing her hair, and massaging her neck as my cock began to stiffen yet again.  Hey, I can't help it!  She felt my cock occasionally bumping into her asscheeks, and decides to take it upon herself to guide me in her sweet pussy yet again.  So she reaches between her legs and eases her pussy back on my cock as I slowly begin fucking her.  She grips at the wall as I fuck her wildly, feeling that muscular butt bouncing against my crotch yet again.  I turn her around so I can look at that pretty face of hers and find her pussy again with my hard dick.  It doesn't take long.  I pull out and shoot off another load, this time aimed right at her belly, covering it another stringy load of my hot cum.   

That's it for us.  We finish up in the shower, and flop down on her sofa, where we watch a movie, have a few more laughs, and end up in her bed again for some sleep.  And that's pretty much it.  I woke up the following day pretty early, and said my goodbyes, running home and getting ready for another day of work at the bookstore.  Sadly, that was our last sexual adventure.  I was a total moron and couldn't get past my ex-girlfriend, and how this new girl would fit into my life.  I was really, really, really dumb.  Biggest regret of my life, well, regarding women anyway.  We tried to stay in touch, but I was so fucking dumb, I couldn't ever keep the connection going.  I told ya, I was a stupid guy of epic proportions.  But you never know, perhaps we'll find each other again one of these days.  She ended up going to school in New York, and began doing some acting there, ending up on a daytime soap, and later a teen show on nighttime ABC.  Her father's on another television show and life is moving on.  But damn, to be with her again and try to work something out.  We had a great connection all the way around, and I completely blew it.  But I do have a few pretty sweet memories... 

Me and my mom Part I

Amethyst9 on Incest Stories

I am Jake. I live alone with my mom and it kind of bugged me when I was little. Now I am starting to see how sexual my mom was. She dressed down every day, and she knew I liked it.

So one day as I was coming home from school she surprised me in my room.

"Hey Jaakiee boy. I see you like your little momma. Want me?"
At first I was shocked, but I couldnt say no.

Inch by inch my cock grew. I am 6 inches when it isnt erect, and a full 8 and a half inches rock hard. My mom purred with the look of my cock through my shorts.
I quickly tore off everything and went up to my mom. She seemed very please. Grabbing my cock she started giving me head. As you see, I was 13 and I was a virgin. She felt so good, I couldnt help but groan.
She giggled at me and th

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en just grinned. "Lets get straight to the point, I dont want to bore you." So she plopped me onto the bed and lay down on her back. She didnt need lube and neither did I. My pre-cum was already oozing out and that made her cum drip.

She moaned as i circled her clit with my member and I just couldnt take it. I jabbed it in so hard she screamed. Without thinking of what I was doing I started ramming my mom.

I knew I was pleasing her beyond her expectations and she loved every minute of it. I could feel her cum slowly drip past her walls and I knew she was going to cum.
My cock was ramming her at blinding speed and I couldnt stop. "OOOOOOOOOOH JAKKKKIEEEEEEEEEE GIVE MAMMA A FEAST!"
I knew that I shouldnt cum in her, but my lust over powered me. I threw my last lung into her and my speed went straight into her womb.
I was overjoyed. She screamed loudly, "Jaakieee, Im going to be pregnant!" I grinned at her, "Dont worry I am good with children." She purred at the thought and shoved my cock in her pussy. But this time, I wasnt going to waist time more. I took out my cock and shoved it into her ass.

She screamed as I pumped as hard as rock into her. Everytime her D cup breasts bounced and slapped. The sound of her groans and moans made me give the best orgasm I could ever produce. I screamed and blasted seed after seed into my mom. She seemed to love every minute of it.

I shoved my cock into her ass and played with her breasts.
She screamed, shrieked, moaned and groaned as I sent my sperm into her womb and I couldnt stop. We came into each other and I didnt know what would happen next.
"Jaakkiee, you have been a naughty little boy. Tomorrow Im going to teach you a little lesson. This time you fill in both of my holes."

I was starting to get excited. I leaned over and passionatley kissed her and fondled with her nipples. I swirved my fingers down her stomache and gently up to her lips.
Then I got rock hard again. I slid my cock between her breasts and fucked her breasts non-stop. She winked at me, she liked it. I grabbed my cock and slid it down her stomache down to her ass.

She smiled at me as my member aroused her tight hole. I grabbed her ass and shoved my cock into her. I heard her groan as I penetrated her. She smiled. I put her on my lap and fucked her silly. I played with her breasts as she rode me and I kissed her over and over again.

The Barn Dance

arghjac on Wife Stories

The Barn Dance by Jacques BonCoeur

This story was inspired by a letter I read some years in a popular men’s magazine

3rd August 1960 2130hrs

George parked the car in the lee of the old barn amongst machinery that was more at home in a museum than a modern farm.  He took a cigarette from its packet and lit it in the gathering gloom and dragged hard on the filter tip drawing the smoke deep into his lungs.  His mind was drawn back to that warm summers evening 20 years previously when he had stood with his friend Paul and looked at the fires burning in the south, over Liverpool and its docks that was suffering an air raid. 

George took a last drag from the butt and turned towards the barn noticing the lights burning through the doorway, much lik

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e it had all those years ago.  As he approached the big barn door he heard the primeval grunts that pulled his mind back to that night buried so deep in the past.


August 1940

George and Paul had piled out of the bus and climbed up the winding road that led to Wynne Farm.  Paul’s Mum and Dad owned the farm and had been forced by the Ministry of War to take land girls on to work the farm in the absence of conscripted farm workers.  Pauline, George’s sister was one of the girls and had asked and received permission for George to spend his summer holidays from school with her. 

At first George had found it hard to blend in with the Wynne’s who had farmed the land here about for generations but Paul was easy going and at 13 yrs old was vastly superior in the ways of the world than George. Although older at 14 yrs. George had been sheltered in public schools from the age of eight, whilst his parents had travelled the world spreading the word of British colonialism.  In the week he had been on the farm Paul had taught George the secrets of scrumping, petty thieving, voyeurism and this night a lesson on masturbation that would last him a lifetime as well as a library of memories that would support his strong right hand.

The two lads had left the cinema at around eight p.m...  Pauline had shooed the two of them away at the beginning of the performance and had sat between Paul’s older brother Clive and a couple of the younger farm hands all around 17 years old and to young for the draft. 

It had been dark in the cinema but George had caught a glimpse of Pauline’s Ivory breasts as the lads had mauled her during the performance.  Needless to say at the end of the film the boys had been left to find their own way home whilst Pauline and her beau’s had driven back in the farm wagon.  Paul and George had arrived back at the farm just as dusk was falling and had smoked a couple of  pilfered cigarettes as they looked at the beginning of the evenings bombing over the city and docks about 20 miles to the south of them.

Finishing the cigarettes the boys turned towards the barn and noticed lights in the gathering gloom coming from the door that had been left ajar.  Stealthily approaching the door the boys could hear the unmistakable sounds of fucking.  During the previous week George had been guided on more than one occasion to scenes like this and had seen fleeting glimpses of splayed legs, rutting arses and grunting worthy of the pigs in the nearby sty. 

Paul had brought his finger to his lips and motioned George to follow, leading him towards and up a wooden ladder that led to the hayloft above the barn floor area.   It took some time for George’s eyes to become accustomed to the light that was being supplied by three hurricane lamps that hung from the beams above where the action was being played out.

Three, no four bodies were involved in a veritable orgy.  The woman, completely naked, was kneeling over a man whose huge cock was thrusting upwards into her lower body.  Another man was straddling her and also thrusting into this area.  The third man was at the woman's head and was thrusting his cock into her mouth. 

It only took seconds to recognise that the girl was Pauline and that the man buried deep in her arse was Clive, Paul’s brother.  The other two protagonists were the farm hands. 
As Georges eyes became more accustomed to the light he could see for the first time his sisters beautiful white breasts tipped with copper coloured teats swaying backwards and forwards as the three men sawed their cocks into her orifices.  George was never to lose the image of how wonderful a tableau these four rutting human beings had looked and whenever he needed a fantasy to push him past the portals of orgasm, this one could be relied upon to foot the bill 


May 1960

The years had passed and although all their circumstances had changed the memories had lingered on.  During the late 1940’s and 50’s George had spent the occasional summer with Paul at the farm but like all relationships life takes over and communication had petered out to the occasional postcard and, a seasonal robin sitting on a gate at Christmas with some inane rhyme of greeting inside. 

Clive had been killed in the latter years of the war, fighting to cross the Rhine. Pauline had married twice and seemed for now at least, happy with her present lot. 

Both of Pauline and George’s parents had died in the camps of Singapore.  George had been tremendously successful in the city but unfortunately had become the innocent victim of a fraud, that had cost him and his fellow traders millions of pounds. 

As sometimes happens when one finds themselves at the bottom of a situation, George had walked into a local city library and literally collided with a young lady carrying an armful of books, knocking them out of her hands.  Amongst a profusion of apologies they had simultaneous bent down in order to retrieve the books and had knocked their heads together causing  them both to sustain concussion. 

Waking in the local hospital accident department George was greeted by the image of an angel lying on the trolley next to him and immediately fell in love. 

George was to find out over the coming weeks that Susan was 22 yrs old and the only daughter of an elderly couple from Pinner.  She was a virgin, determined to be so on her marriage. She loved music, books and walking in the countryside.  Within a week George had met her parents, proposed marriage and begun to set his financial affairs in order.  They were broke but they could face life together in the knowledge that they owed no-one anything and that the future held such wonderful promise to those so deeply in love. 


Late July early August 1960

The wedding took place on the first of the month. As a surprise and knowing that funds would not allow a lavish honeymoon George had contacted his old friend Paul and arranged for the newly married pair to spend a fortnight on the farm, walking in the surrounding hills and dales and working on the farm to pay for their keep. 

Arriving on the Saturday evening only hours after their wedding, George had led his virgin bride upstairs into the room provided and proceeded to fuck her brains out.  As Susan lay next to him George was struck by how similar she was to his sister, her full round breasts were the image of those that he remembered on that evening all those years before.  She was the same height and even had the same quiet confidence that Pauline had possessed.

As they lay in the soft afterglow of sexual love, George found himself telling Susan the story of that distant evening and the days that followed, where the two boys had witnessed so many penetrations of Pauline’s willing body.  Susan was captivated and kept him awake late into the night asking questions about all of the why's and wherefore's of that distant scene. 

The following morning George was late down to breakfast and arrived at the table to find Susan questioning Paul about the intimate details of his memories and collating with what George had told her.  George was shocked, confused but excited that Susan, responding to Paul’s down to earth phrases, like fucking, cunt and cock had used the same vernacular as she questioned them both. 

Later that morning she demanded to be shown where the foursome had committed their dirty deed, the positions that they had each of the orgies participants had been in and the place where the two boys had witnessed the incident.  That evening Paul was cajoled into putting out hurricane lamps into the positions that the pair remembered, so that she could imagine the tableau that had presented itself before them. 

On going to bed it was George that was fucked into oblivion that night and his last waking thoughts were that he might have lit an unquenchable flame within his new bride’s sex, and that maybe he might not be able to provide the fuel to satisfy the conflagration.


3rd August 1960 0500hrs

The Monday morning had dawned a fabulous summers day, Susan and George had awakened early and had helped Paul to bring in the cows for milking, a tribulation that had passed to Paul on the death of his parents some years earlier.  Being the only son since Clive’s death and never having married, he had to employ local labour to work the farm, but times were hard and the early milking was a job that he couldn’t afford to hire out. 

The milking over and breakfast finished, the pair walked over the hill that backed against the farm and laying in the lush grass Susan was quick to remove her knickers and after the disappointment of seeing George’s limp penis she bent forward and took it into her mouth, sucking gently along its shaft until it was rock hard.  This was a first for George and he was soon on the edge of coming into his bride’s luscious mouth but Susan wanted satisfaction and knelt over the erection and lowered herself down upon it. 

She was soon in a world of her own bucking up and down, babbling, ‘fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, harder, harder, harder.’  Shocked that the woman above him could have changed so much in just a couple of days, George was unable to come.  In fact his cock was sore from the unaccustomed use it had been put through since their wedding. 

Susan recognising that something was wrong came out of her sexual trance and rummaging into her day sack produced a jar of Vaseline. Kneeling on all fours she proceeded to rub the grease around her arsehole pushing the finger inside and demanded that George stick his cock inside her and fuck her bum.  Despite his soreness, seconds later George’s cock was buried inside his wife’s arse.
  He bent over her and pushed her top over her head, ripped off her bra and cupped the dangling tits as they pivoted backwards and forwards as he pistoned into her arse.  His main pleasure was that he hadn’t had to wear a condom, as over the last two days Susan had demanded that a baby was not an option.  It was so good to pump his now diminished reservoir of spunk inside her body even though it was her arse and not her cunt that received the inundation.

That evening a band was playing traditional folk music at the local pub and a group from the farm was attending.  George and Susan were asked along and Susan was thrilled, even though George was knackered.  The evening had gone marvellously for Susan who had danced with all and sundry.  George was so tired that he had managed only a couple of dances and was quite content that his young bride was having such a ball.

As George was driving he thought it best to keep a clear head.  The drive home was a madcap journey, everyone other than him was pissed and Susan was lying across the laps of the two farm hands Jim and Ron, in the back of the car and Paul sitting in the passenger seat was leaning over kissing her and joining in touching up her tits. 

George whilst glancing in the rear view mirror was sure he had seen her knickers removed and by the time he stopped the car in the yard next to the barn, Susan had leapt from the car naked from the waist up and ran into the barn closely followed by Paul, Jim and Ron.

George thought how history often repeats itself.  He paused at the barn door and listened, recognising the unmistakable sounds of a woman being thoroughly fucked.  20 years ago it had been his sister and tonight it was his wife. 

Instead of entering the barn he retraced his steps to the wooden ladder that led up to the hay loft.  He moved to the vantage point that Paul and he had taken all those years before except that today he was alone and Paul was between his new bride’s legs thrusting a huge cock into her gaping cunt.  It was strange; his memory of Paul’s cock was of a normal size, as they had both wanked while they had watched Pauline being fucked.  Tonight even in the lamplight given off by the hanging hurricane lamps he could see the massive proportions of Paul’s cock as he reamed Susan’s cunt. 

It seemed incredible that a couple of days had passed since she had given her virginity and now here she was babbling obscenities in one continuous orgasmic flow.

Had his recounting of Pauline’s exploits started all this, or was Susan already predisposed and predestined for the same fate, George didn’t know.  In fact George wasn’t sure of anything other than how exciting was the performance being played out before him and how suited Susan was to play the lead.  

Jim and Ron were on either side of her each supporting a leg and stretching her wide to allowing Paul full penetration.  They were moaning that Paul was so big he was turning her cunt into a bucket and that after he had finished no normal sized man would touch the sides.  Paul said that after he had come they would position Susan so that the lads could both try to get their cocks in her, side by side.  And to facilitate this following act Paul began to speed up the pounding he was giving Susan’s cunt and suddenly George could see his arse cheeks clenching together as he pumped his come into the willing body beneath him. 

George had descended from the hayloft and arrived at the scene as Paul's cock slipped from Susan sodden gash.  He had not worn a condom and his spunk was dripping from her red raw cunt and running down between the cheeks of her arse.  Paul smiled at George and said, ‘My God George, she’s a good fuck but I doubt that even the four of us could keep her happy, she’s born for it’. 

Susan seemed to be laying in a coma but was unceremoniously pulled to her feet and Jim threw himself down in her place, she was directed to kneel over his cock and lower herself onto it, impaling herself. 

Her tits hung down exactly as George had remembered Pauline’s and at that moment Susan opened her eyes looked at him and said, ‘I’m sorry but I couldn’t help it. It just had to be.  Please forgive me.’  Ron straddled her and George could clearly see his sizeable cock slip inside her cunt next to the one already in occupation. There followed only minutes of rigorous fucking. Susan’s tits were flying backwards and forwards with the pounding she was receiving and George lent forward and grasped the nipples to steady them in case she hurt herself. 

It was probable that Susan never even noticed his caring action as she was in a world of her own, only recovering her wits as the lads shouted that they were coming and began to pump her full of their hot come, flooding her unprotected cunt.  Paul pushed Ron aside and his cock plopped noisily out of her cunt.  
Paul’s amazing strength allowed him to lift Susan bodily from Jim’s softening cock still fixed inside her cunt. Holding her under her thighs and she with her arms held upwards and backwards around his neck he slowly lowered her onto his huge stiff cock and ordered George to guide into her arsehole.  George stuck two fingers inside Susan's gaping cunt and hooked out a palm full of spunk which he smeared around the rosebud that had only first been penetrated a few hours before.  Pushing the finger inside the tight hole he ensured that the inside was well lubricated before he grasped the shaft of Paul’s huge cock and guided the head inside. 

At first Susan’s bum would not allow such a massive object to enter her but suddenly her muscles gave and the head and most of the shaft slipped inside.  George stood back, thrilled at the magnificent sight of Susan supported by Paul’s hands under her thighs but mostly on the cock embedded in her bum.  Her beautiful tits swung back and forward as Paul lifted her up and down along the shaft of his cock.  Her cunt gaped open and spunk was pouring from her but George could only think of adding his own meagre offering. 

He approached her and clasping her under her knees his cock found its own way into the huge gash.  Susan opened her eyes as he began to thrust inside of her and he bent to kiss her beautiful lips driving his tongue deep into her mouth.  Paul ordered George to take Susan's weight and as his hands were freed he reached around and grasped her tits, finding the tumescent buds of her swollen nipples he pinched them hard, pulling them up and down and side to side. 

Susan was losing it, her breathing was becoming ragged and her breasts were heaving, the orgasms shooting through her was almost physical pain. Simultaneously Paul and George began pumping spunk into the girl’s body. 


Susan was then placed on her back. Jim and Ron asked if they could fuck her once more.  She nodded but said that she was exhausted and would not be able to help.  George and Paul sat on each side of her sucking her tits and holding her legs wide open so that the boys could gain the deepest penetration. Ron rammed into her for several minutes before flooding her cunt. 

Susan was passed orgasm and lay quietly enjoying the sensation coming from her nipples and the stretched muscles of her cunt but as Ron began pumping her full of come, she asked if Paul would fuck her mouth while Jim fucked her bum.  It was arranged that Susan would lay on her front impaled on George’s cock and that the Jim would straddle her from behind fucking her bum.  Paul would kneel astride George’s head allowing Susan to suck his huge cock.  Mainly because all concerned were by now exhausted this last fuck was to last nearly an hour and so it was that as Susan received the last helping of her lovers spunk she was exhausted and almost asleep, and had to be carried to her bed.

Surprisingly, the next morning Susan was not the wreck she deserved to be, considering the rigours her body had been put through.  She allowed George to bathe her. He commented on the love bites on her body, particularly her tits which were covered with them.  She admitted that they were a bit sore and he gently rubbed a soothing cream into them.  Her cunt was still very stretched and when George pushed his finger inside she was full of stale spunk, as was her bum. He gently washed her clean whilst assuring her of how much he loved her and how wonderful she had looked as she was fucked by the men.   She admitted that it had been thrilling and she was amazed that only four days earlier she had been a virgin. In such a short time her life had changed and her body had been used in ways she had never thought possible. 

During the remainder of the honeymoon Susan’s body was used in similar fashion on numerous occasions.  In the months that followed, the incident was discussed often and both admitted that they had no regrets, had loved and enjoyed it so much, that they had to repeat it.  When Susan discovered in October that she was pregnant it was decided that they would return to the farm and celebrate with all the possible fathers and Wet the Babies Head so to speak!!!
 

 

I dare you ...

assassassin on Teen Stories

 

Hi, I'm Tami and I turned 16 last week. I'm petite with short brown hair, a cute little ass, blue eyes and a pretty smile.


My school holidays started last month and on the last day of term we were allowed to leave school early, so at 1pm me and my best friend Genie ran out of the school gates to the freedom of the rest of the day.


We went for a wander up to the shops and spent our time messing around, giggling and laughing at the vacant looks on the boys and men who we caught looking at us. You wouldn't catch us wasting time with boyfriends. Fair enough, there were some cute looking ones, but the idea of actua

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lly spending any length of time with one of them was just not something we would contemplate and if we were approached we would just run off laughing.


Anyway, this time we ended up looking through a couple of fashion magazines in the local shop and pointing at the things we liked and taking the mickey out of the things we didn't, when Genie looked around and took a magazine off the top shelf.


She opened it and we looked inside at the pictures. I couldn't believe what I was seeing – there were naked women posing with their legs open showing off their bits and on all fours with their bums in the air so you could see little wisps of pubic hair and a whole lot else besides.


We started doing impersonations of the faces of the models and collapsed in fits of giggles and then I whispered “hey lets take it”.


Genie didn't need any convincing, so while I went up to buy some sweets she quickly stuffed the magazine into her school bag. We scarpered with butterflies in our stomachs and walked as quick as we could without arousing suspicion back round the corner to my house.


I let us in with my key and saw that, as expected, no one else was home yet. We took off our coats and dropped our bags by the door, but only after Genie had taken the magazine out and then we raced upstairs to my room where we wouldn't be caught if someone came home.


We threw some cushions on the floor and sat down to peruse our trophy. We were looking through the pictures and were imitating the poses of the models and in fits of giggles when Genie said:


“imagine what it would be like to do this in real life – you know – actually taking off all your clothes in front of a camera-man, posing naked and showing off your privates like that.”


to which I replied:


“I wonder what the money's like” …


… next thing you know, we've found an ad at the back of the mag stating how to get in touch if you are interested in modelling for the company, who own a whole range of different magazines. There are thumbnails of the different magazine covers and one of them shows a naked girl posing on a sofa with a guy in a suit leaning over her. Her legs are open and her pussy is totally exposed to him and their eyes are locked together …


“I dare you to do a shoot”, said Genie, and I came back to reality with a red face, but was not going to let Genie make me out to be a wimp so I grinned and said “I'll do it if you will”.



So it was that I arrived at a photographers studios in town one morning at 10am sharp to pose naked for the first time in front of a cameraman. We had already had an interview and the guy had said that he would like me to do a shoot today but he wanted to keep Genie on file for another time. Genie said that if I didn't do it I was a wuss, so I read the contract and signed it there and then. I was getting £500 per hour and in return I was agreeing to pose nude for one of his magazines. I showed him my fake ID and the deal was done.


On the morning of the shoot, I got a call from Genie saying that she wasn't well and wouldn't be able to come with me. I was disappointed that my buddy wasn't going to be there, but I had signed the contract and couldn't turn back now. I promised her that I'd show her the pics as soon as I got them back. She wished me luck and off I went.


The studio door opened and the guy who had done the interview welcomed me in and said how beautiful I looked. He asked me how I felt and showed me through to my changing room. He told me that my modelling clothes were already in there. Inside, on a dresser with a mirror, there was a skimpy pale yellow vest, a thong and a pair of low cut hipster jeans shorts. I got undressed and put on the clothes they had left for me and left the room to see if there was anyone around to tell me what I needed to do next.


I went barefoot down the corridor and came to the studio door which I opened and peered my head around. Inside a large room with a high roof, there was a single bed covered in soft toys and surrounded by lights with a screen wall behind it painted white and covered in posters.


A woman with a clipboard saw me and came running over with a big smile on her face and asked me my name. I said I was Tami and she ticked my name on a list and got me to sign where she had ticked, before smiling a big smile at me and saying that I looked really pretty.


I felt a bit self conscious in my outfit as the top was really light and the shorts were a size too small and felt really tight around my waist. I asked the woman how she thought I looked. She grinned and told me to do a little turn so she could see and said that I looked really cute which made me feel a little better about myself.


I followed her over to the other side of the studio where there was a sofa with two men sitting on it. One of them was obviously the photographer, dressed in combats and surrounded by camera accessories. But as I got closer I realized that the other guy was wearing nothing.


The two of them were engrossed in conversation and leafing through some pics when I came over and I wished Genie could have been there to see this guy, with a his muscular body and dark hair, sitting naked on the sofa as if that was just how he normally dressed. They looked up at me and both smiled at me. The naked guy was really good looking and his eyes were both piercing and friendly so that I completely locked on to them and couldn't help smiling back.


“Wow” he said as he looked down at my body.


“are you a new model?” and keeping his eyes on me said “damn she's cute” to the photographer.


I suddenly remembered what I was wearing and felt myself blushing self consciously, but he looked me in the eye again and in a softer voice said “no – I mean it you look lovely” which somehow made me feel really comfortable.


The photographer informed him that I was Tami and that I was here for a solo shoot, to which he responded by extending his hand to shake mine.

“I'm a model here too, I'm just waiting for another girl to come so we can finish off a shoot we started yesterday, but she's running late. - is it ok if I watch you do your shoot?”


Not wanting to seem like an amateur I casually said “yeah sure” and smiled back at him. In my mind I couldn't get the image of the magazine cover with the girl and the guy in the suit from my head and I blurted out “I didn't realize that guys posed nude too”.


He laughed in a good natured way and said that he'd been photographed naked loads of times with loads of different women. “so you pose with women then” I said, to which he smiled a cheeky kind of smile and nodded, replying “yes you could say I have”


The photographer asked me if I was ready and I said I sure was, so we went over to the little bed and he told me to go and sit on it while he switched on the lights. Everything was set up to look like the inside of a teenage girls bedroom and it felt a bit weird being surrounded by lights in a big room, unable to see beyond the cameras.


He asked me to lie on my stomach and pretend to read one of the books that were on the bed. I lay on my front and opened one, and he started to take pictures of me from all angles. He asked me to look at the camera and smile, so I did.


I was asked to lie on my back, to kneel facing the camera, to turn my back to the camera and stick my bum out and all sorts of other positions while photos were taken of me and then he said he needed me to undo the button on my shorts and unzip the fly. It dawned on me that this was it and my clothes were coming off and I was suddenly aware that I was going to be naked in front of everyone in the room, including the cute naked model on the sofa.


I felt a little shiver of excitement run through me and as I removed my shorts and the silky top I was wearing, and began to pose in nothing but a thong, I began to glance casually in the direction of the sofa to see if he was there.


At one point, I was sitting with my back against the pillows of the bed, my legs wide apart, and the photographer asked me to put my hand inside the front of my knickers. This I did and my hand brushed against my pubic hair and gently rested on my pussy.


I didn't want anyone to think I was weird, but the sensation of my fingers touching my pussy was lovely and I wanted to make it last, so I left them there for a second. I glanced towards the sofa again to see that the naked guy was standing just inside the ring of lights and that he was watching me.


I looked back to the camera, but was burning at the thought of this cute looking naked man watching me and my hidden fingers touching my swelling pussy lips. The photographer asked me to stay in the same position, but to move the thong to one side so that my pussy was visible and asked me to be sure that I made it as visible as possible for the cameras. I spread my legs wide and did as I was asked and felt the breeze on me, and then felt my lips part with a subtle pop, like the sound of a little kiss.


I could feel the coolness of the air inside me and I was being asked to push my breasts upwards with my hands, so I lay back, prone and vulnerable, massaging my own breasts, my pussy open and available and beginning to emit a sweet smell as I felt a little trickle leaking out from between my pussy lips.



I wanted to look like I was just posing and tried not to let it show that I was so fixated on the sensations I was feeling, yet at the same time, I wanted them to carry on. My heart was already beating ten to the dozen, and my breath was getting a bit heavier and I could feel my cheeks flushing hot under the bright lights.


Suddenly the mood was broken. A mobile phone went off, and then someone swore: “What the fuck do you mean you can't do it today … for fucks sake!!”


I came back to reality as the photographer went over to the guy who had interviewed me and they had a short conversation about the female model who was supposed to be doing the combined shoot with the naked guy. Apparently she wasn't going to be coming in to work and this pissed them off no end.


I sat up and looked over, to see that the male model I had been talking to was still watching me. He had a towel around his waist and his eyes were gleaming and then he looked away and said “I guess I should go home then” to which the interview guy said “I'm really sorry John, it looks like you've wasted your time”.


I was on my back on the bed, propped up on my elbows with my legs apart and my pussy visible for all to see. I looked down at my body and felt so sexy lying there like that. I forgot about them for a second and seeing that my nipples were standing out, I tweaked one between my thumb and forefinger. I felt a tingle in my pussy and my legs fell apart more and I wanted to lie back again, but looked up instead in case anyone had seen me do it and thought I was a perv.


John the model was looking at me again and had that same excited and slightly hungry look in his eye and looked like he was about to head for the changing rooms when I suddenly called out “Hey – why doesn't he pose with me, then it won't be a day wasted ...”.


John looked back at me and seemed to be staring straight at my exposed pussy and said : “wow – that would really help me out – are you sure?”


I said “hey – its no difference to me and I reckon you could use the money”...


I tried to seem casual and helpful, but the idea of posing with a naked man in front of a camera was filling my whole body with butterflies and I was enjoying the feeling of being swept along by circumstances. Thinking about his naked body posing alongside mine was also making my pussy pulsate and I was loving the tender sensitivity I was feeling down there.


John turned to the photographer and the interview guy and said “what do you guys think?”


They were standing with looks of total surprise on their faces and for a split second seemed lost for words until both suddenly said “sure – why not – ok – John you go over and sit on the bed with Tami”


I moved over a bit to make room for him and he came and sat next to me, his eyes full of purpose and looking me up and down from my eyes to my tits and my pussy.


My heart was pounding in my chest and I was finding it hard not to breath too fast or too heavily and for some reason, when his eyes glanced downwards I felt my legs fall apart again as if of their own accord. My naked body wanted him to be looking at it and when he looked up at me and smiled, I gasped involuntarily.


The photographer called out “are you guys ready?” and John said “yeah – one second” and he removed his towel. It was then that I saw his penis for the first time. It was fully erect and it bounced out as he threw the towel to one side.


I had never seen a man's penis before and hadn't noticed his earlier, probably because he wasn't aroused then. And I twigged that if he had an erection then he was feeling horny, and the only thing around here to make him feel that way was the sight of me naked, which meant he was hard for me.


Every instinct in me was craving for me to reach out and touch his dick, or at least to touch his body, but I didn't want to let this show for fear of seeming unprofessional so I kept my hands to myself and said “cool – I wasn't expecting to be posing with someone else today.” My mouth was dry and I was light headed and very aware of my nakedness and his proximity.


The photographer asked us to lie next to each other on the bed as if we were just having a chat and I turned and looked at John. Our eyes met and I gasped very slightly again as I watched his eyes roaming my body. He was on his side and his dick was pointing straight at me. There was a tiny bead of moisture on the end that moved slowly down over the head of his dick, making it glisten in the light.


The photographer began to give us instructions and we started to pose in different positions, first with my hand on his waist, then with his hand on my tummy, then we were asked to kiss for the camera and I felt his breath on my lips as he leaned in and his lips gently touching mine.


I was still trying to pose and not to let anyone see that I was so sensitive to each touch, but it was difficult not to kiss back and I wanted to get lost in him. Then he was kissing me and I felt his tongue entering my mouth and meeting my own tongue.


His hand was on my tummy still and moving down slightly and the photographer called out that he wanted me to open my legs more so he could photograph my pussy. Then he asked John to put his hand on my pussy.


I began to lose control of my breathing in the split second before he touched me and when he did I heard myself letting out a little moan as the heat of his fingers met the hypersensitivity of my tender swollen pussy lips. My hips jerked slightly and I felt that I wanted to let them gyrate, which they started to do anyway so I just let them.


My hands were all over his body and I felt his muscles tensing up as I ran my hands over them. I felt that I wanted to wrap my legs around him as I nuzzled into his musky scent and kissed his skin.


I was dying to touch his cock and was trying to think of an excuse to do so when I was saved the trouble by the photographer telling me to reach down and hold it in my hand.


I wrapped my fingers around Johns dick and he grunted under his breath. It felt hot in my hand and it was pulsing and moving as John seemed to have the same trouble with his hips moving involuntarily.


I was on my back, with my legs apart, posing for a camera with my pussy wide open and feeling very wet, whilst kissing a naked man who had a finger touching my little bud and sending little spasms of pleasure through my body, while my hand held onto his dick.


The photographer said “OK – now I need you to sit astride John please”


We disengaged and John lay on his back on the bed, his dick standing up like a mast on a ship. I sat up and straddled his stomach and felt the warmth of his body on my inner thighs and felt the skin of his tummy on my pussy lips. I found myself wanting to grind against him and was trying to restrain myself when his hands reached up and started squeezing my breasts as his thumbs rubbed over my nipples.


I involuntarily pushed my ass backwards and felt his dick bump into my ass cheeks, and felt a little wet spot on me where the tip had touched me. The photographer asked me to lean forward to kiss John again and to try and stick my ass up in the air at the same time, and I found myself with my tummy pressed against his, kissing his lips, with my pussy exposed once more to the camera.


I was still gently pushing forwards and backwards with my hips when the biggest surprise of the day came. I pushed back and felt the weight of Johns dick bump against my little mound and suddenly I was fixated by the thought of how this must look to the camera.


This was a step further than the pictures I had seen of women exposing themselves to be photographed, this time it was my pussy that was there for all to see and it had a big horny dick resting against it.


Once again, I didn't want them to think I was perverted or anything, but the sensation of that big lump of meat touching my engorged and swollen pudenda was totally compelling and I guessed this was how it felt for people having sex.


The thought that we were only a centimetre or two away from having sex ourselves was in my head now and made me feel all the more like I wanted to wrap this guy up in my arms and legs, but I was here to pose for a photographer and I was being paid so I didn't want to weird them out and lose the job.


Still, at the same time, I didn't want to stop the feeling of that hot pulsing dick bumping against my little punani, so I tried to prolong the moment as much as possible.


At this point the photographer asked me to reach back without moving from that position and hold Johns dick again and I did exactly as he said, seeing that this might mean a few more seconds at least of this exquisite feeling before the shoot came to an end.


I couldn't reach it from the side, so I lifted myself up a bit and reached under myself to take hold of that beautiful erection.


As I did so, his dick fell upwards off my ass and the tip swept across my pussy lips. The sensation was incredible and as I took his cock in my hand I “accidentally” pressed the tip against my pussy lips again whilst trying to make it seem like I was just trying to get a grip on it.


John groaned again and I could feel his stomach muscles tensing under my body and I felt myself wanting to rub this dick on my pussy some more.


Slowly, and in a way that I thought wouldn't look intentional, I allowed the tip of his dick to rub against my pussy lips. I could feel that I was really wet and the head of his cock glided easily along the crack between my pussy lips.


It was then that I remembered that it wasn't just me in the equation as john's hips began to push and the head of his dick began to part my pussy lips and pushed up between them slightly.


I honestly expected at this point that the photographer would ask us to move to a different pose, or just ask us to take a break or something, but he said nothing and instead I found Johns hands holding my hips and holding them steady as he gently pushed upwards with his hips.


I found myself instinctively opening my ass out behind me and pushing back towards the cameras and I felt the head of his dick pushing my pussy lips further apart, and stretching them outwards.


His muscles jerked again and his hips thrust upwards and his dick popped between my pussy lips and then suddenly the tip was inside me and the heat of it was burning my insides with an icy cold warmth that filled my whole body.


We stayed like that for a second and didn't move except for a slight rotation of my hips and his, which felt amazing and had the effect of widening the gap between my wet swollen pussy lips.


He withdrew about half a centimetre and then gently pushed again and then he was inside me.


I was naked in a photographers studio, my bare ass up in the air for all to see, with a camera taking pictures of my little naked pussy with a dick inside it belonging to a really cute guy who, by the way he was acting, appeared to be as horny as hell.


His hips began thrusting and withdrawing and I felt his dick sliding in and out of me. The sensation was unbelievable and I could feel it building in me and I hoped he wouldn't stop doing this as it felt so awesome.


He didn't seem in much of a hurry to pull out though and he suddenly sat up and turned me over.


He knelt back for a second and I watched him look hungrily at my body and at my poor swollen pussy in particular. I lay on my back and wanted him to see as much of it as I could show him so I spread my legs out as wide as they could go. He nuzzled his dick up against my pussy lips again and pushed it back in before leaning over me and resting on his elbows over me.


He is kissing me now and I am wrapping my legs around his back as I have been wanting to do all this time. His dick is slowly thrusting in and out of me and he is grunting heavily and saying to me how good it feels and warning me that he doesn't know how long he will last.


My heart is beating like a drum and my breathing is heavy and noisy, being interspersed with gasps and moans. As he quickens his rhythm, pumping into me with his hot hard cock, I feel the sensation in me growing in intensity and I have to cry out “yes … oh … yes ...” and still he is pumping and pumping …


finally the sensation becomes so powerful that I cant breathe and I have to freeze. My whole body relaxes for a split second and then I feel every muscle in me contract and the sensation is all over me, but mostly inside me where thee heat of his dick is …


… he gasps “I'm nearly there baby, what do you want me to do” …


I can feel the sensation building again and I say “keep doing this ... it feels so good”


He gasps again and says “do you want me to pull out or do you want it in you?”


Not knowing what he means, I just want the sensation to continue, and his convulsing muscles and awestruck face and the feeling of his dick seeming to grow bigger and hotter inside me is making me want another climax, so I say “I love it in me”


I feel his hips jerk hard as he grinds his pubic bone against me, and he curls up like he has been shot in the stomach, and I feel the same intensity of sensation taking me over again as his dick, seemingly harder and hotter pumps into me and then just as I am swept away by sensation I feel something else – hot liquid being pumped into me from his dick.


He can hardly move and he has moved his hands onto my ass cheeks and is grinding into me, his hot dick pulsing and jerking inside me, pumping jet after jet of hot come into my wet swollen and thoroughly used little pussy. I feel my muscles contracting around him again just as I realize what has just happened and I come on his dick with hungry lust as I imagine that he has just emptied a load of sperm inside me.


We stay locked in this embrace for a good thirty seconds before he relaxes and begins to move again. I feel his dick beginning to soften inside me and he kneels backwards, letting his dick slip out of me, flopping down over my ass, as it goes, and followed straight away by the sensation of a river of his cum pouring out of my little cunny and spilling down over my anus and down onto the bed.


He stands up and says “how was that?” to the photographer who replies “great – if we need to redo any bits I'll let you know.”


John gets off the bed, picks up his towel and wipes his dick with it before wrapping it around himself.


I am lying on a bed in a photographers studio, completely naked, my legs wide open, my swollen tender pussy there for everyone to see, my pussy lips open with a stream of hot white cum pouring out from between them. I am in a trance like state and feeling waves of pleasure rushing around my body and feeling the warmth of Johns cum pooling inside my hot gaping pussy.


I have one hand on my breast and the other is rubbing my sloppy pussy lips while a photographer is standing over me taking pictures. I am not really aware of him as I am enjoying the feeling and the thought of what has just happened to me, and I allow him to photograph me from all angles so that all of my naked and abuse body can be photographed.


And now he is asking me “did that feel good?” and I am saying “mmmm … you bet” and he is putting his camera down, and unzipping his trousers to reveal another hard and horny dick, and thee interview guy is there too and he is pointing his dick at my mouth and I am taking it in my hand and wrapping my kips around it, while the photographer nuzzles the tip of his dick against me …


and I am theirs and hungry for their attention ...

The Boss In Control

Krystabelle on Forced Stories

My boss called me into the office, setting my heart off into that pitapat motion that denotes a soon to follow tingle in my legs and other parts. I went in and he closed the door behind me...

Then he grabs me by my shoulders and roughly pushes me against the door. "This is what you want, isn't it, Krysta?" His hands move from my shoulders to cup my face and my breast. "You know, I've always thought you were quite desirable. I was hoping to be able to get away from you when I left Morehead, but you followed me, torturing me with you very presence and the knowledge of knowing I could never have you." his hands rustle the fabric of my shirt.. and my breathing starts coming in waves of heat and confusion. I want this, I do, but I
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also know that discovery in this position would cost us both of our jobs. Ours was a forbidden desire. But just the very forbiddingness of it makes me sweat and shiver. I want this, I truly do. Slowly, oh so slowly, he leans in towards me, pushing his body up next to mine and pinning me hopelessly against the dirty door. I feel him so very close to me, and I can feel his hardness stretching his work pants and straining to get to me, in me. He brings his face up close to my neck and I can feel the stubble from his shave brush my cheek. He runs his finger along the lines of my neck and face and leans down to touch his forehead to mine. "I'm going to have you. No use fighting it. Even if it costs us both our jobs, I'm going to finish this." He moves away from me and I shiver involuntarily. Was this encounter worth losing everything I had? "Yes...," I breathed. It was worth it. After months and months of innuendo and concealed glances, and a rather embarrassing incident where one of my favorite skirts got ripped, the mounting tensions would break and we'd give into the fleshly desires of man and woman. Did I love him? No. Did I want him? YES. He began taking off his shirt and I saw there the chest hair that I'd only glimpsed before in Morehead. The gold chain that I'd seen there before after he'd unloaded a tire truck lay nestled against his skin like I wanted to be. Placing it and his tie together on the sole chair, he began to clear off the desk for me to sit. I tried to fumble my way out of my shirt, but he lightly slapped my hands away. "That's for me. Sit." He indicated the clear spot that he'd made and I did as commanded, moving wordlessly. I had no more control over my body or my own desires. He locked the door, and came to stand in front of me. My pentacle necklace hung pendulous in the air, and my hair cascaded down my shoulders as he undid his belt and placed that on his pile of clothing. How lucky of me that I'd worn one of my shorter skirts to work today. Moving towards me, his hands found my legs and pushed them apart, so that he could settle himself there. My hands came alive, and in one deft motion, unzipped his fly... revealing what I'd always wanted to see and more than one time had glimpsed the outline of as we worked alongside each other in the old store. I wrapped my hand around it's soft yet unyielding bulk and he groaned slightly... a groan that only encouraged me. Deftly, his hands found their way under my shirt at long last and cupped my breast through the bra that I wore, fingers tracing light circles around my nipples as they contracted and hardened beneath his skilled touch. I threw my head back with the shock of it all, and he brought his lips to my exposed throat. All words of protest flew out of my mind as he worked to shape me to his carnal desires. My hand grew frenzied on his throbbing shaft. His hands like spiders all over me. I wasn't even trying to mask my moans any more. Discovery flew from my brain as my body responded to all the things he was doing to it. I was clay in the hands of a master potter, I couldn't help but grab at his back and leave a long series of scratches there. He laid me back on the desk and pulled my hand from him. My eyes closed, wanting yet not wanting to know what was going to happen next. I heard the small crackle of his knees bending and then I felt his hot breath on my clit, followed quickly by the feeling of his well-versed tongue working my most private area. My hand found the close-cropped hair on top of his head and pulled him in deeper. As he drove me so close to the edge of my orgasm, he stopped, and stood back up. I dared not open my eyes... Then I felt him enter me.. and I came hard and fast right then. He drove into me at a frantic pace, my orgasm drawing him in deeply and entirely. I could feel him stretching me to a proportion I'd never been before. There was no doubt in my mind that this was the one worth waiting for... the forbidden passion made me come again, and then I felt him shudder and fill me with the hot seed that was his and now mine. He collapsed shuddering on my exposed chest. His sweat felt cool against my hot skin. His breathing came fast and hard, then gradually slowed to a pace that seemed safe again. When he had the energy, he pushed himself up and off of me. Together, we put our clothing back on, and I tied his tie for him. He looked at me longingly... I looked at him with satisfied desire. Neither of us spoke. We knew that what we'd just done had endangered our jobs and our livelyhoods, but neither of us cared at that moment. All we knew was that passion and desire had been somewhat sated. Not fully sated... oh, no, that could never be done. But for now the tension was cut down to a minimum and we could look at each other without guilt and fear in our eyes....

"Krysta? Are you listening to me?" Hot Boss's eyes bore into mine, and he laid a hand on my shoulder. "I said I wanted to help you get a raise..."

And with those words I was jolted back into reality... Oh what a dream..

U.S.O. Unidentified Sexual Object - Chapter II

tiberius61 on Taboo Stories

	The terrain was rough, but I could still make good time. I was startled when the alien began communicating with me. I thought 
contact was necessary. The being indicated it was touching the back of my neck. Now I could feel it, but just barely. The alien again 
communicated the uselessness of this gesture. I let it know that I was going to need water anyway, I'd given all of mine away, I was just 
toting it along for the ride. The being acknowledged my selflessness at giving away all of my water in an attempt to allow it to continue 
functioning.  	I was a b
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it concerned about how much of my mind the alien could read. The alien assured me only that which was consciously
active in my mind was accessible to it. I understood. The being wasn't reading my mind as such. it was more like it was able to sense what 
I was currently thinking about.  	I wondered about the being's home planet. Instantly, images of a endless oceans dotted with hundreds of formless, yet graceful, 
golden patches drifting about, filled my head. It was beautiful and I communicated that to it. I wondered about land, islands and 
continents. The being indicated that those did not exists on it's planet. The entire world was covered with water, deep endless oceans. 
He'd never even experience dirt or sand before. It knew that such things existed, but never bothered to go that deep on it's home planet.  	Their society was much different than that of earth. Offspring were the combination of dozens of beings and only done when a being 
was needed for a specific purpose. Then the a few dozen beings with the proper knowledge sets came together and shared fluids with the 
group until a separate being achieved a state of self-awareness. It would posses all the knowledge of each of the beings involved in it's 
'birth'. The alien possessed a great deal of knowledge from the being who formed it, but unfortunately did not posses the knowledge to 
correct the problem with it's Transport Capsule. It had malfunctioned and the alien was attempting to land in the place I knew as Crescent 
Moon Lake, but fell short.   
	I wondered how long it would be before they sent out a rescue ship. The being didn't understand the term 'rescue'. I tried to explain, 
but apparently it's world sent out Transport Capsules all the time, in their quest for knowledge. When one returns, the rewards are great, 
but few return. I wondered why anyone would want to go, the life-form indicated that it was it's purpose. The beings that came together to 
produce it, had produced it specifically to make this voyage. It indicated it had no concept of what we call danger,discontinuing to 
function was not a normal condition on it's planet, all beings continue to function virtually forever, that is why they don't have a word or 
concept of death. They assume the Transport Capsules that have not returned yet are simply not finished gathering knowledge. The 
Transport Capsules are not designed for failure, it wasn't even aware that failure of a Transport Capsule was possible. It never dreamed of 
crashing on a alien world and never returning home. It is NOW aware of the concepts of danger and failure, and that it is possible to 
discontinue normal functions, (or die) since it was close to that once and will be experiencing it shortly. I verbally let it know, "Not if I can 
help it."  	I wondered how old the being was and how long it had been traveling in that Capsule. It indicated that the concept of time is 
difficult for a life-form that normally never discontinues to function. I wondered how it could survive for long periods of time out in space 
when it needed water to survive. The being indicated that it's Transport Capsule and others like it, are more than 100 times the size of 
what remained of his. It was filled with water and the Transport Capsule is designed to collect trace gases in space and convert them into 
water. However it was the intense heat, caused by this planets atmosphere that evaporated most of the Transport Capsule and all of it's 
water supply. I wondered about the alien's planet's atmosphere, doesn't it have one? And if it does how do they survive re-entry? the alien 
pointed out that although it's planet does have an atmosphere, much like ours, it's planet is covered with water, so landings are little or no 
risk. Transport Capsules are designed to diminish in size upon re-entry. Although Transport Capsules have returned with knowledge of 
planets with land masses, (Even a planet orbiting the same star that was all land mass and virtually no water.) but they never even 
considered that they would ever land on one. Since their planet was all water, they always land in the water. Transport Capsules are 
designed to diminish in size and lose it's water supply on re-entry. It's  the diminished weight that allows it to achieve a water landing 
without blowing apart.  	All knowledge gathered about other planets was gathered from space. The Transport Capsule was capable of performing a great 
many functions. It could be configured and reconfigured to do many different things. Like interpret light-wave reflections and emissions, 
with great detail and at great distances. (I mused, it could 'see'.) It could intercept other form of emissions as well, like electro-magnetic 
emissions, radio waves. The transport could even be configured to detect wave compressions of the atmosphere (I was impressed, it could 
'hear' from outer space.) Unfortunately one thing it wasn't capable of, was repairing itself. It wasn't designed to fail, so it was wasn't 
constructed with the knowledge of how to repair itself. That took me by surprise, the Transport Capsule had knowledge? I wondered if the 
Transport Capsule was ALIVE. A living being? The alien informed me that although the Transport Capsule did posses a great deal of 
knowledge and could do a great many things, and some things independent of instruction, it was not self-aware. It's was in complete 
control of the Transport and the Transport could not function without a being, such as himself, to control it. The Transport had a compact 
series of instruction sets to perform it's functions. In human terms, it was 'programed'. The alien agreed with my term after I explained 
what it meant. It expanded on that, saying the instruction sets the Transport capsule followed were much more complex than anything 
"programed" on this planet, but it was not capable of independent thought.   	I wondered about all the knowledge that would be lost if they couldn't come up with a way to repair the Transport Capsule. The 
alien was perplexed by this thought. The Transport could not be repaired, It did not have the knowledge to do such a thing, but only the 
knowledge, placed into the transport, by those that constructed it would be lost, and as such was not really a loss since the originators of 
that knowledge would still posses that knowledge. I clarified my thought, I was referring to the data collected, but the alien indicated the 
Transport did not contain such knowledge, it was not capable of learning or retaining such knowledge. The knowledge collected on this 
voyage, would be lost when it discontinued normal functions. The being retained the full knowledge of everything and every place it had 
visited. It had been designed to do so, that was it's purpose, learn, evaluate, interpret, and retain.  	I was impressed, I could have used some of that ability in college. I had read that the human mind retained everything we ever did, 
saw, or heard, but it sure didn't feel that way when I had to study for a test. The being marveled at my thoughts of college. A university, a 
conglomeration of structures, devoted to the dissemination of knowledge. It decided that our race was even more intelligent than it had 
originally believed. I joked, if it had analyzed our Television and radio broadcasts, I could understand why it might question our level of 
intelligence. The being didn't understand, our radio emissions were a sign of intelligence, why would it's analysis of these emissions 
prove otherwise. They didn't have humor in it's society. And since communication on their planet required touching, there was no 
mass-media either, therefore no form of mind-numbing entertainment, like television sitcoms and "reality" shows. So my little joke went 
totally unappreciated, except by me, as I chuckled to myself.  	I wondered about the being's travel and what it had learned. The being filled my mind with images, some of the most recent ones I 
recognized, The desolate rocks of Uranus, and Neptune, the gas giants of Jupiter and Saturn, with it's rings. It had studied Jupiter for one 
full revolution around our star. I thought, wasn't that almost 12 years? It indicated it observed any planet with an atmosphere for at least 
one full revolution. Planets that had life were studied longer. I reeled, Didn't Saturn take something like 80 years to go around the Sun? 
The being didn't understand the term years, so I thought about how the earth revolved around the Sun every 365 rotations, or days. The 
being corrected me. it was 365.285... I told it that precision wasn't important at this point. Apparently this being has been buzzing around 
our solar system, for longer than I has been alive, for longer than my parents had been alive, even longer than my grandparents. That 
seemed amazing to me, although the alien couldn't share in my wonder. It viewed death, or 'discontinuing normal functions' with as 
much awe as I viewed the being's near immortality.  	I has been moving for hours and nature called. As I unzipped my pants the alien inquired about the ritual I was about to perform. I 
let it know I was going to urinate. This stunned the alien! It didn't understand why I was going to expel water from my body, when I 
obviously required water to survive. I thought back to my Biology classes to explain how urine carries waste and unused nutrients from the 
human body. This evolved into a lengthy dissertation of how humans take in food and drink, then breakdown the matter we take in, to use 
it for fuel throughout our bodies. Some of the waste products from this function is filtered out by the kidneys and removed from the body 
in the from of urine. An explanation of feces, would have to wait for another time.  	I really had to go now! The alien wanted me to share my waste water, it called it fluid, with it. I indicated that this was waste from my 
body, and includes poisons. It would be unsafe for even me to drink it and it was coming from MY body. Nevertheless, the alien would 
feel honored to have me share my urine with it. It also indicated the extra fluids from my body might increase it's chances for survival. It 
was once again getting close to discontinuing normal functions. Reluctantly, and with some serious reservations, I agreed. I wiggled off 
the makeshift backpack and set the jacket with the alien up against a tree and pulled open the drawstring to give me a large enough 
opening to pee through.   	I unzipped my fly and let it fly. My initial aim was off and I urinated on my rain slicker. "Damn." I thought. But then saw a streamer of 
gold slip out and retrieve the urine off the side of the jacket. I leaned forward and saw there was no splashing, the stream just seemed to 
merge with the being. Well if it helps it to survive until I gets to the river, the thought, I guess it's okay.  	The river! I tried to determine how far had I gone. The being was keeping me occupied with our 'conversation' I got the feeling the 
alien was slowing down it's thought patterns, for my benefit. I wondered how fast these beings could communicate with each other. 
Probably knew everything they need to know about each other in a matter of seconds. I sighed and felt the being's presence. I looked 
down, a stream of gold had followed my urine up to my penis and was going up inside of me. I cut my piss short as I quickly backed away 
from the alien. The gold strand wavered slightly then slipped back into the jacket. I finished urinating behind a another tree about 20 feet 
from the alien. There wasn't much left.  	I came back and tightened back up the drawstring. I hoisted the makeshift backpack and readjusted it. It wasn't really a good design, 
in fact it was downright uncomfortable. With more time to think I could have come up with a way to get the being into my backpack. That 
was a real good design, I could wear that all day and hardly feel a thing.  	The being came in contact again. It was confused why I stopped sharing my fluids. I indicated that I was aware of how dry the 
canteens were after the being merged with their contents. If the being entered me and did the same thing to my bladder that could be 
fatal. I explained the cells lining my bladder need moisture, if I allowed the alien to go in there an dry me out, the cells could die, the 
lining to my bladder could crack and I could be facing a life threatening infection if urine leaked from my bladder into my body. The 
alien was unfamiliar with the concepts of cells, and bladder. I understood it's problem, it was a fluid, although highly evolved and very 
intelligent, functioning on a molecular level, but still all one fluid.  	I started with Middle School Biology, single cell organisms. I figured the alien was intelligent enough to make the leap, so I skipped 
frogs and rats and progressed to man. I explained how cells specialize to perform one function, then these cells join together to form 
tissues, and the tissue comes together to form an organ, and organs work together to make systems, and the different systems all come 
together to form the human body. Of course with the alien's inquisitive intelligence, many questions were asked, and I answered the ones I 
could, to the best of my ability, so this whole explanation took quite a few hours and I was getting hungry.  	I paused to pull out some beef jerky. I took a bit and as I chewed it I realized I didn't have any water to counter the salt. The being 
was curious, so I explained how my whole body relied on a delicate balance of salt in my bloodstream. Too much salt and the cells loose 
water and organs begin to shutdown, not enough salt and more organs absorb water and begin to swell. If my brain swells too much, it 
might damage my brain stem and could cause death. Either way it would mean an end to my normal functioning. The alien worried 
about me sharing my fluids with it earlier, I explained that salt was also in that fluid, helping me to maintain that delicate balance. The 
being, who was analyzing the urine to identify molecules it could use, wondered which of these components were 'salt'. I thought about 
the chemical composition of salt and the alien was able to discern which component of the urine was salt. Which I found utterly amazing.  	I put away the jerky, I could eat that when I reached the river. I pulled out a pack of raisins and tossed a handful in my mouth. Carbs 
where what I needed anyway, I needed energy to get to the river. The protein could wait until I got there. The alien seemed weaker but 
was inquisitive. Carbs, energy, protein? I thought about the chemical compositions of proteins, carbohydrates and fats, and explained how 
the human body used them for energy and rebuilding, or repairing itself. Unlike the alien's Transport Capsule, My body did know how to '
repair' itself, for many minor injuries and infections.  	The being was concerned about my delicate balance and did not wish for me to discontinue normal functions. It was offering to 
share it's fluids with me. Since I had urinated in the being, I politely declined the offer. The being did not understand why I would refuse 
such an offer. Apparently sharing fluids was a big deal on the alien's home world. Some sort of special honor. I let the alien know that 
while the alien might like my urine, if I got any of that back, it might cause me to discontinue normal functions. The being was confused, 
why would it give back to me, what I had given to it. The alien assured me, that what I had given to it would be kept, it just wanted to give 
some of itself to me. Since this seemed really important to the poor thing, and it probably wouldn't make it to the river anyway, I agreed 
to accept the fluid that the being wanted to share with me.  	The being inquired what orifice would be best for the sharing, since I was covered in a thick covering. I indicated that that covering 
was called skin and, in addition to holding my body together and protecting me from infections, it also kept my water from evaporating 
into the air, as the alien seemed to be doing. I let the being know that my mouth would probably be most appropriate. I warily watched a 
tentacle of gold fluid come around my head. I opened my mouth and let the being know that taking water from my mouth could be just 
as dangerous as taking it from my bladder. The alien acknowledged that and assured me no such taking would occur, this was a giving 
thing.  	A bulb began to form at the end of the tentacle as it entered my mouth. I felt about 4 ounces of warm liquid, wash over my tongue 
as the tentacle retracted. It was hard to describe the taste, it was like nothing I'd ever tasted before. It tasted 'light'. I let it roll around my 
mouth a little bit before I swallowed it. I suddenly wondered if the alien's fluid was poisonous to humans? The alien assured me that 
nothing in it's composition would harm any part of my composition. The alien informed me that what it had shared with me was very 
similar to proteins and carbs.   	The alien decided to fully retreat back into the rain slicker to attempt to slow it's evaporation rate. Maybe, with a little luck, it could 
make it to the river.  	I felt recharged and ready to go. Even though the alien was no longer in contact with me. I felt like I had learned things about the 
alien's culture that I couldn't remember the alien actually revealing to me. I figured it was just thoughts in my head that I was still sorting 
out.   	It started to grow dark, but I found I could still see fairly well. It almost looked like I was wearing amber aviator's sunglasses. I didn't 
have time to think about it much, I was just glad I could see enough to navigate this rough terrain. If I couldn't see, I'd have to stop until 
morning. I couldn't believe, in my rush to leave, I forgot my flashlight.  	I felt invigorated as I reached the trail, a few miles closer to the river than I'd expected, but still a few hours out. I started a brisk walk 
that soon progressed to a moderate jog. This trail came out at a bend in the river. There was a wide bank that was a popular campsite 
with hikers. I hurried to reach it. A mile or so down the path I was running at a good pace. I wasn't sure of I could maintain that pace for 
the rest of the distance but I was sure gonna try. I felt great, like nothing could stop me!  	But it didn't last. I could already see the river in the distance, it couldn't have been more than a quarter of a mile away. 
Unfortunately, I was falling apart. I knew what it was, dehydration. What was I thinking? Running all that way? Without any water? I 
must've been out of my mind! I struggled to stay on my feet but my mind and body weren't working so well, I felt dizzy and disoriented. I 
staggered, but something inside me kept me on my feet. It seemed like an eternity when I reached the river bank. I dropped to my knees 
and crawled to the waters edge.   	I crawled into the water and fell face first. I turned my head to the side and drank from the cool flowing water. I choked and coughed, 
but managed to get my head up out of the water. I tried to drink again, and managed to choke down a little water, which cooled my 
patched throat. After a few more drinks I tried to lift myself out of the water and became acutely aware of the pain in my shoulders and the 
weight on my back. The alien!  	I popped up on my knees and struggled to get the raincoat off my back. I felt hard against my back. It dropped into the water with a 
splash. Not the 'merging' I expected. I turned and sat in the water, pulling open the drawstring. There was a dull, hard, golden-brown rock 
in my backpack. It was still quite heavy as I picked it up.  	Damn! I didn't make it! I nearly killed myself but still didn't make it in time! The alien had discontinued normal functions. It was 
dead. I felt a certain bond towards the creature, we had become friends of a sort, but I didn't even know it's name. I felt the despair that 
comes with making your best effort, but still coming up short, but this was more intense because a life was lost with this failure. I dropped 
back into the water with a splash. My face barely cleared the water, but I could still breath.  	I would have to bury my alien friend. Was that their custom? Wait, no it couldn't be, on it's planet they lived forever, so it would have 
no custom. Since my friend had no custom to handle this situation, I'd lend it one of ours. I would bury it here, at the bank of the river, 
close to the water. That seemed fitting.   	But I was so tired right now. I'd do it later, rest first, I needed rest. The alien rolled off my stomach and splashed into the water. I put 
my hand on it. The water felt so cool, so soothing, so nice....  	I drifted off to sleep....