Published Sex Stories

First time seen

lakshot on Voyeur Stories

Hello...this is mostly a true story. Just changed a bit to keep things safe. It started with lack of sex from my wife. I was too afraid to cheat so I would masturbate. I would spend sometimes days just pleasing myself. But, it got boreing. I used to lay in my bed and stare out the windows hoping to glance a sexy woman or girl as i stroked my eight incher. It's only slightly thinner then my rist. And bends just like a bannana. I have or had at the time a two story town house with loft overlooking the bedroom I spent most of my time in.There's a window to my left and two behind me on either side of the head board.

My wife , the cold fish she turned out to be, brought a computer. She said I should lea

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rn and become a better artist. I was totally intimitated by computers. So I began exploreing the computer. And discoverd the internet. Prodigy had come already installed so within a few minutes I was surfing. On the search pane I tried somthing. The word sex.

The table I have setup for the computer is an old art table of mine. I have it faceing the window. In the loft. It gives me an even better view of the neighborhood then my view from the bedroom. The window Is huge. A double window at least six feet accros. It really lights up the loft area. Makes me feel all creative.

Any way I started exploreing sex sites on the net. I found a site called amature sisters. WOW real looking naked fine ass black chicks. They were members displaying for menbers. But you had to join. However it was a free trial and I went to town. These real women not models were istant tun ons for me and well...since I was home alone as is usual...I reached down to my cock witch was already getting hard as I concentrated on the unkown woman's streatch marks. Causing me to think...Hell she could be living next door. The window sill is lower then my 'puter table. low enough I can put my feet up on it as I open my legs and le my cock free of my shorts. But siiting like this is very hard to do as the zipper to my shorts is cuting into the base of my shaft so I get up to take them off.

I have no kids at this time so I just strip. My wife will be away for hours as usual so hell I strip. Directly accrose from me lives a family with a teenage girl a teen boy a sexy mom and who I think is an older sister who comes and goes. They're caucasian and they all looked good. But I was sure that I couldn't be seen because I was so high up and besides no one ever looked up any way. So I decided to just free up and have a nice session.

I started with my balls. Cause thet way I can make it last. I'm totally naked , I'm toned and rather good looking. My cock is really hard at this point and try as I may I just can't ignore the urge to pull back my foreskin as tight as I dare. MMM that feels good. I just hold it taunt like that for a while. I start clickin throught the thumbnails. and I realise for the first time I must learn to jerk off with my left hand. I  find that I'm pretty good at the slow stuff and hell the differnce feels real good. Kinda akward but still nice. I've found a new technique. Holding the base taunt for long moments then releasing then repeating. Perfect for surfing pics.

My pre cum is actually flowwing down my shaft...that's a first for me. but not my last first. I linger on this one black girl with the fattest pussy I've ever seen. My cock just throbs all on its own. Damn this is hot. Her pussy it's shaved too. Another first. I gotta right hand it now...

It's just getting dusk when I noticed movement in the window accross the way. I focus for but a second. It's just a metter of changing focus from my puter screen to my opened window. My head didn't even move. A good thing I think. I don't know who I see but I can see a female in the window. She's on the bed I think faceing me...can she see? My heart has never beat so hard. I can bearly breath or concentrate as i realize she's been wathing me the whole time and can obviously see all. I'm so turned on now my head is spinning.

I now grab on to my dick with both hands stand up and just cum . I cum as hard as I've ever cum at that moment. I aim my cum right at her. It spurts against the window, gets on the desk , alittle on the key board. but when I finnaly stop. She's looking right at me. She gets up expressionless and pulls the shades...I suddenly feel shame,fright and just downright dirty. I back away from the window. I need to clean up close the curtains put my clothes on and hope to God no one comes knocking on that door to tell my wife what the hell I just did.

But after a few seconds of panic I tell myself to deny all and to even question anyone who comes at me with pervism complaints with pervisim questions of my own. It's then that the slats in her blinds open. It's darker now and her room is lit with light. She's there still looking but she's adjusted the blinds so we can see each other. Now that's hot. She goes back to the bed sits on the edge and lays back. She's wearin white undies and a big tee. She puts Her hand on her pussy nonchalant like and raises her left leg up on the bed edge and just sort of rocks the leg open and closed. I can't really see her head but hell. This time my cock leaps into my hand. Then I hear my wifes car . It's over...but damn I sure didn't want it to be.

The Punishment

blueperfection on Taboo Stories

The Punishment I have been watching you for days now. You’re always walking the same road, always wearing one of those short dresses that make me think of what you might be hiding under them. And that’s all it takes to make me hard again.

You walk away down the road and I quickly excuse myself from work to find release in the bathroom. And it drives me slowly insane to see you every day. You almost seem to be teasing me, wearing clothes that hide less and less with every day. It would be the ever hotter summer weather, though. You walk away again and I realize that you’re actually walking down the same road I walk in a few hours, after I’ve finished with work for the day. Today would not be any different.

That is, if I wouldn’t make it di

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fferent myself. And so I excuse myself from the work earlier, claiming something to be wrong with my stomach. I’ll go home and start to put my plan into action. You’ve teased me too much and now it’s time for the punishment. I take off my usual clothes and replace them with the old ones I dug up in some old shop in the town. They don’t fit me as well as my other clothes, but I don’t want you or my colleagues to recognize me. And so I wait for you, standing on the opposite side of the road from my workplace. Finally you come, wearing very little again. A short blue dress that doesn’t leave much to my imagination. Are you disappointed not to see me sitting behind my table by the window?

Or am I just imagining things again, the same way as I’ve done it every other day I’ve seen you here? You walk on, and I start to follow you. We walk like this for a while, and I’m right - you are walking the road that leads to my house. I start to walk a bit faster, but you don’t notice me until I reach you just in front of my home. And the chloroform doesn’t give you a chance to react.

When you wake up you’re still wearing your clothes, but your hands and feet are bound to the four-poster in my bedroom. You try to move them, but they won't move enough for you to defend yourself. My hands move freely on your clothes, feeling every one of your curves under them, then moving under the dress to finally touch your skin. You gasp, then finally realize what is going on and open your mouth to scream. You will not do this, though, as the knife I’ve picked up now makes you rethink your strategies. "Don’t try to move too much," I finally say. "We wouldn't want to cut you, would we?"

There is fear in your eyes as the sharp knife slowly moves along your body, then cuts through the straps on your shoulders. But you do not move. I lift your dress a little and make a cut in it over your breasts, then let it snap back down again. “No bra? I’m impressed.” You start to say something, but only gasp again as my mouth reaches your right nipple and my tongue starts its dance. Your left nipple soon finds itself in my fingers that slowly move over your breast, making the nipple as hard as my mouth is making the other one. And again you almost forget what is really happening to you.

Until you notice again that your hands and feet are tied. “What do you want from me?” This is what you ask as you finally gather enough courage to speak. Isn’t it obvious? Do you really not know? Don’t you see? “Isn’t it obvious?” I repeat my thoughts aloud. “I want you! You have been teasing me enough, and now it’s time for the punishment.” Another cut parts your dress almost completely, leaving only a small strip of cloth above your breasts to hold it together. My hands roam your body and you try not to get aroused by their movement.

You don’t want this to happen to you, but as I reach your panties, you shudder and they slowly start to get wet with your juices. You whimper under my touch as my hands are simultaneously moving on your mound and your breasts. “You’re a bad girl,” I say. “It seems you want more. Even though you think you don’t - your body says something else!” “No!” you shake your head. “Please! Please let me go!” you beg. “I won’t tell anyone! I swear! Just let me go! Don’t do this to me!” I cut the last piece of cloth that holds your dress together and it falls off your body. It’s now just lying under you like a plain blue piece of cloth.

Only your panties are still covering the most private parts of your body, but we both know it won't stay this way for long. My hands and mouth are now on your breasts again, but they slowly start to move lower, toward the last piece of your body still covered. I take the knife, again, and you want to scream as I cut the sides of the last piece of your clothing. What’s left of your panties goes flying somewhere behind me as my hands want to touch the forbidden zone. You gasp once again, and my mouth moves in to cover your cunt with kisses, to stroke it with my tongue. You moan out, unable to stop yourself, unwilling to enjoy this, but you cannot resist. You gasp, purr and moan under my mouth, my hands all over your body again. I stand up and quickly undress myself.

You silently shake your head, still asking me not to do this, but you know that it will happen anyway. And even deeper inside, you want this yourself too. I can see your body telling this to me. And so I move again to the bed, over you, and kiss you forcefully. I grab your breasts, I move my hands over your body again, and as you moan once again, I push in. And I fuck you, there’s no other word for it.

It isn’t making love, it’s just pure fucking. And it feels so incredible to be inside you. I’m moving in and out with increasing speed as I’m also moving closer and closer to release. I completely lose my mind in this amazing feeling and lean in to kiss you. I’m gone so far that I don’t even realize that you shouldn’t be kissing me back as you do just that. You shudder and moan into my mouth as you reach your orgasm and this also brings me to mine. I come inside you, never even thinking about the possible consequences.

Totally spent, I lay on top of you, until I gather enough strength (and mind) to pull out. With a tired hand I pick up the knife and release your legs, your arms. You turn to me and kiss me, and we curl together on the bed. “You owe me new clothes," you laugh and I nod my head in agreement. The last thing you hear before we both drift away to sleep is a question: “So, what do we play the next time?”

50th birthday fuck

ruready4it on Forced Stories

 I awoke last Friday morning to the sound of my dogs barking to be let out, I laid in bed thinking that my husband would let them out as today was my 50th birthday and he had promised me a sleep in and something special as a present. After what seemed forever the dogs were still barking so I angrily threw off the covers and not bothering to put on my house coat wandered through the house in just the long t-shirt that I always wear to sleep, not finding my husband I let the dogs out and went to get a coffee, there on the table was a note from my husband saying that my present was in the walk in closet in our bedroom but they had forgotten to give him some of the parts so he had gone to pick them up and would be back shortly afte

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r lunch.

I poured myself a coffee and still angry at being woken up went to have a look to see my present, there in the middle of the floor was a box about 2ft square all wrapped with a big bow and a card saying Happy Birthday Ellie.

My mood was improving as I tore off the wrapping only to find a plain brown box bound in tape, his typical wrapping trick he did with all my presents thinking it was funny, I went to pick the box up and was surprised at its weight looking around I found a pair of scissors and started to cut thru the packaging, when I opened the top of the box and looked in to my surprise I saw hubby had bought a Sybian, I had seen them in videos and loved the way it made women orgasm and I had always wanted to try one.

Lifting it out of the box I set it back down on the floor and looked at it, it was bigger and heavier then I had imagined as I tried to work out how to turn it on I found the list of attachments that were supposed to come with it, looking in the box all I could find was a flat top cover, the rest of the parts were missing, so that was what hubby had obviously gone to pick up.

I knelt on the floor looking at it and thought I would plug it in and see what it did, when I turned it on it made a low humming noise I put my hand on the top and felt the vibrations, they were a lot stronger than any of my vibrators and I was wondering how my clit would react to the power, I was dying to find out not wearing panties I could already feel myself getting wet at just the thought, so reaching into the box I took out the flat cover and put it on the machine and turned it on again, I then put my leg over and tried to sit down but the vibrations were too strong and tickled way too much to allow me to sit properly to turning the machine off I tried again this time I worked the flat plate between my lips so that my clit was resting right on the raised part and turned it on slow, it felt absolutely amazing and I thought to myself what a great birthday present I knew it wasn’t going to take me long to have an orgasm, turning the dial faster I could feel my orgasm starting, within a minute and only on ¼ speed I started to cum, it was one of those loud and squirting type of orgasms that I usually only get from penetration, the orgasm seemed to last for ages when I finally managed to turn the machine off I slid off and lay on the floor with my legs spread and clit tingling thinking how amazing it felt.

I lay on the floor for about 5 minutes until my breathing and senses returned to normal, and while I was there I thought I have to share this sensation with someone so I thought I would check online to see if any of my friends were on that I could share my experience with.

I this point I should probably explain that we only have a laptop and it is setup in our kitchen/dining room partially because that is where our internet connect is and also because I have a 17 year step son and this way he cant go cruising porn sites.

I put the laptop on the glass top dining table and turned it on and got myself a coffee, my legs still felt a little weak and my pussy was soaked and tingling even after ten minutes I sat down slowly and looked to see who was on just then I noticed my best friend Amy sign in, Amy is 40 years old but despite the 10 years age difference she is my best female friend  I thought to myself great she is just the person I want to share this with, so I said hi to her and started to recount what I had just done and what happened how it felt etc.

Amy was saying to me how she would love to try one and I told her that she was more than welcome to try mine, adding trust me you will love it I am still soaked.

Now Amy is into things like cybersex in a big way and loves details I have never really got off on it the way she does, she started off asking what I was wearing, and as soon as she said that I knew she was masturbating herself, she continued by asking me just how wet I really was and to feel myself and her and let her know, as I still only had on my t-shirt I opened my legs and felt myself as I did I felt more of my juices running down to my asshole, when I told her this she told me to rub it in and to slide my fingers into my pussy I typed back that I would soak the keyboard if I did that and tried to type she replied she would tell me what to do and I didn’t have to type as long as I promised her I was doing it, she knows I keep my word so I thought oh what the hell I have the house to myself  my husband wont be home for hours yet and I was still horny and in the mood to play so I agreed, no soon had I told her than she started getting right into it telling me to lift my shirt and play with my nipples to start with then put one leg on the chair next to me and to start fingering myself, firstly with one finger than with two and to play play with my clit with my other hand she had just told me to use three fingers when I thought I heard a noise in the house, thinking it was just the dogs I ignored it and pushed 3 fingers deep into my pussy I was busy reading what Amy was typing and getting close to cumming again when a voice called out mom is that you?

I heart raced and panicked trying to sit up and pull my shirt back down just as I did my stepson walked into the kitchen, I was red faced and totally flustered I almost shouted at him what was he doing home?

He replied I have a P.A. day remember adding was that you downstairs before or dad I thought I heard noise like a power tool or something?

I thought to myself frig if he heard the Sybian then he must have heard me having an orgasm, I told him his dad was out and wouldn’t be back for a few hours, he just smiled and said oh I see, it was right then that Amy sent a buzz through on the computer asking how I was going and what was happening I told her my stepson Steve was home and without hesitation she asked did he catch you playing?

I told her I don’t know I was getting into her typing when he called out but It started me wondering just how much he had heard or seen, Amy asked where was he know so I told her right here with me in the kitchen, she asked what he was doing I told her standing looking at me and eating his breakfast and undressing me with his eyes, Amy asked what is he looking at? I told her my nipples are rock hard and sticking out through my shirt and I am sure he is trying to look through the glass top of the table so I dare not uncross my legs or he will get an eyeful, no sooner had I typed that than Amy replied maybe that’s what he is hoping for, you should give him one.

I told her don’t be silly he is my stepson plus he is only 17, her response was so that just means he is permanently horny all boys are at that age, is he hung?

I told her I had no idea and to change the subject, I kept looking at the screen hoping steve would hurry up and finish his breakfast and leave and my legs were starting to cramp and I wanted to cross them the other way but he just stood opposite me making small talk while staring at me through the table.

I told Amy what the situation was and her reply was give him what he wants then, I asked her what she meant? And she replied if you want him to leave give him a flash by crossing your legs he will get horny and he will go away to wank  roflmao.

I told her I cant do that, she replied with why not he probably saw you fingering your self anyway so give him reason to get hard and leave and laughed again.

I told Amy my legs are killing me I can feel my juices running down my ass and the worse part is I didn’t manage to get my shirt right down under my ass to sit on it.

Amy said then you have no choice just do it, what harm will a split second flash do anyway, when she put it that way it made sense in a weird way, plus I was so uncomfortable even if signed off and I got up he was going to get the flash he wanted, so I told Amy ok I am going to do it I cant take this position any more and with that I uncrossed my legs and went to cross them the other way, what a mistake that was not only had one leg gone to sleep but I hit my knee on the leg of the table causing me to open my legs and just give him a quick flash as planned but a full on view of my legs wide open  and my pussy dripping wet. Well Steve’s eyes nearly dropped out of his head he choked back on a mouthful of food and said great view mom, fully shaved  and wet, nice.

I could feel myself blush at his comment and said you weren’t supposed to be looking young man, he said I couldn’t help it, besides your hot, no wonder dad likes to fuck you so often.

I told him that’s enough, just then Amy buzzed me again to find out what was happening as I hadn’t typed anything, I filled her in on what happened also the fact my right leg had gone to sleep from being in one position so long.

Amy being a nurse told me to stand up and try and walk it off she would be back in 5 minutes as she need to get coffee so I told her ok I will see you in five and signed out.

 I gingerly pushed the chair back and tried to stand but my right leg wasn’t doing what I wanted it too so using the table as support I started to move to the other side when Steve asked me what was wrong and I told him my right leg has gone to sleep, no sooner were the words out of my mouth than he was behind me saying let me rub it for you.

I told him no that’s ok I will walk it off but he ignored me and started to rub his hand down the outside of my thigh, he said now how does that feel I had to admit it felt a little better, I was standing leaning on the table as he rubbed my leg when all of a sudden he dropped to his knees and put his other hand to the inside of my leg and started to massage my leg with both hands I told him that’s fine now thank you I looked back to see his face no more than 2 inches away from my ass, I repeated again that’s enough thanks he looked up at me and said ok and started to stand as he did he ran his hand right up my leg to my ass and my pussy I tried to jump up but my leg didn’t support me causing me to fall forward onto the table top and before I could straighten he was behind me I could feel his cock through his shorts pushing against my ass holding me against the table as his hands pushed on my back holding me down helpless.

I shouted at him ok this has gone far enough let me up, he replied I don’t think so and with that he put his hand up between my legs pushing through the wetness towards my pussy, I am not sure if he was stronger than I imagined or just the position I was in but I could do nothing to stop him i could feel his fingers probing through my wetness until he worked them between my lips and into my pussy he had two fingers in me and his thumb on my asshole when he said so who is a wet little slut that needs fucking huh ?

With that he worked his thumb into my ass keeping two fingers in my pussy holding me like a bowling ball causing me to let out a moan, oh you like that do you slut? was his comment, I begged him Steve please stop this let me up I promise I wont tell your father.

Too late for that slut was his reply I am going to fuck you and your going to love it!

No Steve this is wrong I wont let you he replied you have no choice I am going to fuck you one way or another with that he took his fingers out of my pussy and thumb out of my ass and I could feel him pulling his shorts down I could feel his cock spring free to hit against my ass, he said spread your legs slut you know you want it, I begged him to stop but he worked his legs between mine forcing them apart, nice looking wet cunt you have there mom I am going to enjoy fucking you, you little cock teaser, with that he started to rub his cock over my pussy getting it covered in my juices as I could feel him working it between my lips towards my hole I tried tensing my muscles as a final attempt to stop him, it worked,  relax your muscles slut he ordered, no I replied I felt him step back a little from me and I thought he had come to his senses when all of a sudden I felt an almighty smack on my right ass cheek causing me to scream out half in pain half in shock, he was a hell of a lot stronger than I had ever imagined, so do you want the other cheek done too slut  because I can keep smacking you until you relax, o.k. o.k. I told him no more that fucking hurt, if you are determined to rape me I will try to relax alright,

The word rape made him stop and think for a second but made no difference to him. his little head was ruling his big one, as I felt his cock working his way back between my lips I resigned myself to the fact I was going to be force fucked by my stepson and that hopefully it would be over soon.

At this point I should mention I have never seen Steve’s cock, his dad is very well endowed with an 8 inch cock that’s fairly thick, but I hadn’t thought or considered what Steve’s was like but I was about to find out.

He stared to work his cock between my lips and into my pussy, I could feel my muscles opening to take him in but something seemed wrong they were opening a lot more than I was used too but it didn’t seem like he was getting it in very far, I was being stretched open and it was feeling good, I said to Steve fucking hell I thought your dad was big just how big are you?

He said you see I told you that you would like it slut, you want to know how big I am reach back and feel it, as I reached down between my legs and put my hand around it I found I couldn’t close my fingers and touch them, I said that’s bullshit that’s not your cock u have a cucumber or something, wrong as your about to find out, with that he took what little he had of his cock in me stepped to the side and said look at what your going to get.

The only thing I could say was O.M.G. he had to be at least 10 inches long and as thick as a cucumber plus it was the same thickness from tip to base, happy now slut he asked are you ready for it and with that the niceties were over as he positioned it back into my pussy and started to push even though I was more prepared for his size it still hurt as he pushed it in and stretched me, it didn’t seem like it was ever going to stop as inch after inch worked its way into my wet hole, finally with him hard up against my cervix he stopped pushing and said so you do like it now?

I asked Steve was it all in? and he told me no I have about an inch and a bit left, fuck Steve how do your girlfriends take you?

He told me they don’t, they are all scared of my size yours is the first pussy I have actually got in, I have had a few blow jobs but that’s it.

I said somewhat shocked to Steve so you’re a virgin? I told him those girls don’t know what they are missing, ok so do you know what to do now? he replied sort of,  I just move it in and out right?

I explained to Steve what I liked and how to do it, start off moving it in and out slowly and only a little bit at a time then when I tell him make his thrusts deeper and harder and to let me know when he was going to cum. He was a very good listener doing exactly as I asked, he felt amazing stretching me and hitting my cervix, I could feel an orgasm building so I told him to speed up he told me that if he did he was going to cum  and I told him that’s the point now do it harder and faster I could feel him hittin my cervix with each thrust it was starting to get a bit tender when I told him I was going to cum to fuck me as hard as he could he told me he was going to cum too I felt my orgasm starting I told him to fuck me harder still he pulled his cock right back and drove it into me forcing it into my cervix I screamed out in a combination of pain and pleasure my pussy squirting back over his balls as he grunted I felt him cum right inside my cervix, he held me pulled hard back against him with his cock buried to the hilt in my pussy as he pumped shot after shot of cum deep inside me, my orgasm was so intense I had tears rolling down my cheeks, we stayed in that position until he stared to soften I felt him slide out of my pussy followed by a huge glob of cum that landed on the floor between my legs, as he stood behind me he must have started to feel guilty about forcing himself on me, he said mom I am sorry please don’t tell dad I raped you, it is not like it was really rape was it? I looked at his face and his now limp cock and said its ok Steve we will keep this our secret just between you and me alright.

Thanks mom but don’t you mean between you me and Amy?

I said what do you mean what does Amy have to do with this and why should she know about it?

He said Amy was the one that sent me a text message to my phone to come out and watch you play and what I was supposed to say and do to you, I thought you knew.

I was shocked and stunned this had all been setup by my best friend, I asked him how did he know Amy so well?

Steve explained he had met her on an adult chat line at a friends place, she advertised she was looking for a young and hung guy and that she liked all kinds of sex, including anal, so we exchanged pictures but I recognized that nursing ring she wears around her neck and when I told her I knew her then she backed out because of who I was so then she said she would talk to you and arrange for something special.

 I told Steve I knew nothing about it and I would never have agreed but that it was ok what’s done is done now, what I didn’t tell him was that I had enjoyed no the frills hard fucking he had just given me,he looked at me and I could see tears forming in his eyes when he realized how we had both been tricked, then I had an idea, I turned to Steve and said how would you like to get revenge on Amy, how would you like to put that monster cock in her ass and fuck her till she cant walk after she chickened  out on you and set us up?

Sure mom but how ? leave that to me now come round here and watch what I type to Amy so you can back me up later ok.

I logged back onto the computer no soon had I done so but Amy popped up saying hi what took you so long did u flash him ?

I told her yes it worked, one quick flash and he went off to his room probably  to wank just as you said ..roflmao,  then hubby called so I was on the phone to him for a while and that Steve was still in his room.

Amys reply was oh is that all....... 

 

To be Continued……Our Revenge on Amy

          

 

        

           

                                       

Friendly Neighborhood BJ

B1SH0P on Virgin Stories

Following is a fictional story in first person format....in other words it never really happened but I wish to God it did-

Living in a suburb neighborhood gave a high school senior like me endless possibilities.

For spending money I worked landscaping for the nearby houses. A good days work would sometimes bring up to forty dollars for only three hours. High school had just ended for me and college was only a year away. Buisness was good this summer, as well as my luck.

When the Anderson's called for a lawn mowdown and moulch cleanup, I arrived momentarily in my pick-up getting straight to work. Around one hour into the job, Josie Anderson walks out of the house towards her car. She had been an old schoolmate as well as one my biggest crushes. She smiled and waved

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as she walked by.

I was shirtless exposing sweaty skin. As she got into the car, she looked back almost in a trance from the sight of me. In the end she starts the car and drives off while waving again at me. I knew she always had a crush on me, although she was always scared to get into a relationship. I grinned at the thought of her staring at my body.

When the job was near done, the door to the house opened again. This time it was Mrs. Anderson, Josi's mother. She stopped outside at the top of the stairs greeting me. She was in nothing except a robe so I figured she had just returned from her pool in the back. I remembered seeing her swim around in it, her silky body sparkling from the drops of water. One time I even spotted her skinny dipping. I watched from a neighbor's yard as a full view of her naked body came to sight. Amazing enough she was only in her mid-thirties and had a body of a twenty year old porn star. She had tanned skin along with wavy dark brown hair. Her tits were what caught my real attention. Indeed she had the biggest most perfect tits I had ever seen.

"How's it going, Morgan?" she asked with a paper in her arm.

"So far so good, Ms. Anderson."

She watched on as I finished the remained of the work. A number of time I could of sworn that she was checking me out. When I finished and loaded the rest of the gear back in my truck, she spoke out again. "C'mon in, I've got some lemonade in the fridge."

Although I was thirsty, I was more in the mood of going back to my own house to take nap. But trying hard to keep my manners, I gave in and followed her into the house. We stopped in the kitchen where she poured me a glass.

"I swear," she began, "it is hot as hell out there, you must be exausted."

I nodded. "Yes ma'am. But you know how it goes."

"It's good that you're working hard like this." She smiled and chuckled a little. "Hell, you even caught the eye of my daughter."

Hearing her speak those words made me feel rather ashamed or embarrassed. Instead I tryed to improvise, "How's Josi doing after all?"

"She's fine, she's fine." She answered. "But let's talk about you."

I took a sip of the lemondade after giving a quick glance down at her chest, which was half exposed from her robe.

"D'you work out?" She was now standing by my side.

I felt a little nerve wraking from her being so close, but I kept my cool. "Yes, ma'am. Five days a week for sports."

She placed her hand on my shoulder. "You grew up pretty good. I still remember when you were just a kid. Look at you now," she began rubbing her hand across my bare back, "a grown up man."

"Thank you, ma'am." I answered trying even harder not to lose my cool.

She patted her hand against the chair. "Here take a seat."

Without any room of denial, I did so.

"Remember how I used to be your nurse for your check-ups as a kid?" She was now leaning against the kitchen counter. "After you turned a teenager, I wondered how you would ever turn out."

I decided to speak. "Yeah, I still remember those days."

"So," she began again, "is there anything your worried about or wanna ask me?"

I felt a little confused. "Ma'am?"

"You know," she explained, "anything going on 'down there'?"

I felt almost speechless, but was able to push out a few words. "Well," I said, "I think I'm doing fine with my sex-life if that's what your asking."

"Have you had sex yet?"

"No, I'm still a virgin."

"How about any concerns you may have? You know, like penis size?"

I paused, nearly unable to say anything. "Uh..."

"Hey, I'm a woman and I can give you an opinion." She walked up to me, "How about let's have a peek at ya?"

I stared up at her confused.

"Don't be shy, I've seen a thousand of you boys naked. Go ahead, strip down. Just you and me here."

Inside my head I wondered if I should just leave or actually listen to her. But this was Ms. Anderson, my old check-up nurse and neighbor I've known since I was born. After thought I decided to stay. I stood up and slowly stripped down to my underwear. After taking a deep breath, I pulled down my boxers exposing my soft cock.

She nodded. "See you shaved."

I nodded. "Yeah, occasionally."

"That's good, a better grip." With that she approached me and sat on chair staring directly at my crouch only three feet away. "Now how about your erection?"

"Ma'am?"

"Let's see how really big you are. Go on, think happy thoughts."

After a few seconds, I was still to nervous to think anything.

"Want me to help?" She asked looking up smiling.

Slowly I began to feel excited. I nodded in agreement.

She stood up letting her robe fall from her shoulders revealing her full naked body. She then grabbed my hand and guided it toward one of her tits. "Go on feel it."

I did so, squeezing it softly admiring how large it was. And soon enough, I had a full erection. When she saw this, I felt her hand slide down my stomach onto my rod.

She chuckled. "Well you don't have a size issue."

I gave out a breath. "That's good."

"First time having a woman touch it?"

I quickly regained my senses. "No, to be honest," I explained, "some girls in the past, you know how it goes."

She smiled. "Must be a bummer," she said, "they must of been too scared at your size to sleep with you." She continued to examine my hung cock all over. Her touch sent chills up my spine. "You know there's a healthy way to keep you penis in good shape."

"What's that?"

"Taking a shower, you're covered in sweat and dirt." She stood up. "Go on and head up stairs, you can use mine in the bedroom.

I got in the shower, turned on the faucet and began to wash down. I was five minuts in when I felt a draft from the door opening. In came Ms. Anderson, still bare naked and looking as if she were casually about to get in.

"You doing alright, babe?" She called out.

I hesitated a little. "Uh, yeah. I'm good."

"I brought you some special health gel for down there."

I began to feel myself freeze. "Alright," was all that managed to come out.

"Here," she said opening the curtains, "I'll do it for you."

The sudden draft gave me a chill while she stepped into the large shower, stopping at my side. Closing the hallow curtains she turned to me while squirting some of the clear gel onto her hands. "Go ahead and face me."

I did, by mistakenly slapping my long hard on upon her thigh. "Shit," I said embarrassed, "sorry about that."

"No worries," she said, "must be hard to manuever that thing around in here. How big are you exactly?"

Although my mind appeared to be blank, I was able to answer. "Last time I checked I was around eight inches."

"And thick to." She added. "Want me to kiss it?"

I felt speechless.

She laughed. "C'mon, just a little fun. It's been a while since I've been with a man with your size."

"Well..." was all that came out.

"Now lay back and relax." She said.

Before I could ask why, she had gotten on her knees and once again took a hold of my shaft. Raising it up to her face, I was amazed at how large it appeared. My shaft was as thick as her own arm and she needed both of her hands to level it. In no time she began licking at the underbelly and sides. I gasped as I felt her slick tongue slide up my balls and down my shaft.

 

When I fell on the bed, she waisted no time getting my cock back in her mouth. I laid flat down as she laid on her belly towards my side proping herself up by her arm. With her other she held up my shaft while licking at the sides. Occassionally she would lick down and insert one of my balls in her mouth before licking back up the sack back to the shaft.

Completely Random Act of Poetry

bdurped on Erotic Poems

The main lights go out, The dance floor lights come on. The music starts, The fog’s turned on. Women in low cut tops, Cleavage on show. Enter the dance floor, Friends in tow. Glances are met, Moves are noted. Temperatures are rising, Reticence gets demoted. Vision lingers, Pulses race. Curiosity piqued, By a beautiful face. Across the floor, Dancers do glide. Feelings flowing, An unstoppable tide. People are dodged, Hands are ducked. Shoulders hunch, As arms are tucked. Bodies get closer, Personal scents mingle. Bodies on fire, Nerve endings tingle. Finally they meet, Under the lights. Hemmed in by mortals, Eyes shinning bright. The beat goes on, The hour darkens. His hand touches flesh, To see what happens. She feels his touch, Brush her skin. She makes a move, Closer to sin. Br

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eath on cheek, Hand on hip. Passion is on, A one way trip. With no rejection, He moves his hand. Pulling her closer, The flames are fanned. She feels his need, A mirror of hers. Union beckons, She grabs her purse. The exit approaches, Into fresh air Both make haste. Down the stair. The taxi rank is quiet, As passengers are dropped. The night is still young, Atmosphere not popped. In the taxi, Mouths do meet. Between her legs, Juices do seep. The fare is paid, The taxi heads back. He searches for key, To enter his flat. With mutual assent, They head for his room. He can’t believe, He’s pulled so soon. Next to the bed, They kiss and flirt. His hands slide, Under her skirt. He feels the gusset, Of her knickers. Fingers roam, Leaving slicker. She groans at his touch, Their tongues meet. Her knickers fall, Around her feet. Her skirt follows, As does her top. She yells at him, Not to stop. He halts his touch, So he can strip. As her fingers, Massage her clit. The bed beckons, He pulls back the cover. Lying down, He invites his lover. She lies down, Next to his side. Smiling in invitation, As their skin collides. Mouth on breast, Tongue on nipple. From his cock, Pre-cum does dribble. Intent is stated, Assent is given. Cries of pleasure, As flesh is riven. He plunges deep, As far as he can go. The pressure builds, She’s about to blow. Her fingers dig deep, Scratching his back. She cries out, As muscles contract. He continues to thrust, Riding her waves. Seeking the release, That his body craves. Her body subsides, On a pleasure ocean. Her cum covers him, With its lotion. Desperate for release, He thrusts harder. The smile on her face, Increasing his ardour. He feels the start, Of explosive orgasm. Releasing his seed, Into her chasm. Spent, their fluids mingle, Their bodies held close. Mouths whisper, Meaningless prose. He slips from her, As sleep claims both. Between her legs, Life grows forth.

Obligatory note type thingy. The fuck am I going to do this again! (Not in a hurry at least). I would never have attempted it, if it had not been for that stupid animal alphabet thing on the forum. But no, I had to try it (FOOL!). Which got me thinking (Always a bad thing), “I’ve never tried poetry”. Well, it’s another category abused, so what does that leave me with- Bondage, Gay (male), Ethnic…. 26/9/04 new note: The above was written and posted but lost as SSP was up-graded. Since then I have been unable to post. Sam Part 2 was the last accepted submission, and it was butchered. So this, hopefully, is the restart of submissions. The next will be the re-submission of an un-butchered Sam P2. Fingers crossed.

Deep Thoughts of my granddad and grandma

incestboy81591 on Incest Stories

Hi my name is cole i am 6'1 and openly bisexual my family and all my friends know.Ok one weekend i went 2  my  grandparents  when i got there we did the same stuff we allways do play BINGO thats fun (not) .Around 8:00 we sat down Grandma (age 43) made dinner she made chicken salad (yummy).Ok here some more abour my grandparents My grandmas 43 has the biggest titties DDD and i get a glimps of her nipples every time i go 2 visit my grandpa is 54 and always has a boner.Lol.ok the next dad i went 2 the bath room and peeked in and saw grandma getting out of the tub i saw he shaven pussy and big titties .so i laid down i locked my door and had a wank and shot my load all over my self and had 2 wipe it off well so i went 2 sneek over 2 the bath room and when in t

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he shower. i got out and got dressed .COLE!!!!! i hear from the kitchen .i walked in really nervesally and said what she said im not mad u did this but did u have 2 ruin my sheets . I got cum on her sheets she said next time just ask ill get u a condom or help u if pap says its ok go 2 bed ill talk 2 him tonight well my pap is bisexual well hes the one who got me in 2 it so yea.

The next morning my grandma said 2 come out they have a suprise .OMG!! i said she was naked and he was 2 they told me they were going 2 get rid of my problem in one day. she told me 2 strip down i was afraid caz my 8 in cock was hard as  a rock and she knew it so i did and she told that she was going 2 let me fuck her but i would ahave 2 let grandpa fuck my ass so i said ok (this was heaven i said can pap fuck u while im giving u 69 she said that be fine well after 2 min i shot my load and she licked it all then he shot his half in half out i sucked him dry we all took a break and 10 min later were ready he lubed my ass and his cock and i sat on his prick it hurt for a sec then she said on my cock so as he humped me i humped her we road for a few min like 5 slow untill papa and me and grandma came at the same times and it was so hot that i cleaned it all up (tasty). AND THAT WAS JUST THE START

....Hope u write 2 me ill get more...My yahoo messenger is eastliverpoolgigalo incase any one wants 2 give me some tips.

                              LOVE U ALL>>>

The Sexed-Up Niece by Ryan Paul Jurgens

thecumbackkid on Taboo Stories

It was a beautiful sunny day, just like any other day. Brian had just got out of the shower when he heard a knock at the door. It was his niece, Maya, who stopped by his apartment for an unexpected visit. Hey there, Maya! I wasn't expecting you here., said Brian. Well, I decided to come by for a visit to see my favorite uncle, said Maya. Well I'm glad you came, even if it was unexpected., said Br

The Wedding

makalinzi on Taboo Stories

My wife and I were invited to the second wedding of her friend. It had been a long weekend, and I wasn’t particularly looking forward to the occasion. Her friend was a bore, I didn’t really know her groom, and her daughters were a all pains. The oldest was 19, good looking, and knew it. The next was heavy, like her mother, 17, and quiet. The third was a moody 14 year old, at the age you just want to hit them, and the youngest a non stop running around everywhere all the time 10 year old. The ceremony went well, and although I was tired, enjoyed the occasion. The reception was at a local hotel, and although we were both off the next day, we had elected not to stay over, but to drive home. The meal was fine, but with not many guests it was hard to enjoy it much. The brideâ€â
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„¢s 14 year old daughter and her friend were at our table, and certainly brightened up the occasion. She has always been a sullen moody girl, but today she seemed to lighten up and enjoy it. I’ll be honest and say that the sight of her in her dress, tight at the back, and quite low cut was certainly nice, although I wasn’t especially looking at her. She was up and down to her sisters and mothers tables frequently, and I saw a lot of her from behind as she left the table. She also had a glass of wine, and a champagne to toast the happy couple. We all moved through to the other room, and as I looked outside it was starting to get heavy with rain. I wasn’t feeling great, and the thought of a long drive made me feel worse. As my wife spoke to her friend, I sneaked off to the reception. The girl there was more than happy to sell me a room at a reasonable rate, and I popped upstairs to check it. Decent sized double, nice bathroom, yes no problem at all. I went back down to pay for the room, and tell my wife. On my way back my head started to really pound. I saw my wife and told her we were staying. She was quite happy at the prospect, and then I told her I was going upstairs for a lie-down. I said I’d be about an hour. She was quite happy as she had friends there she hadn’t seen for a while. As I made my way back to the stairs I met Gail, the brides daughter. I told her we had a room, and I was going for a lie down as I wasn’t well. She asked if she could help, and I replied that some painkillers would be nice. She said she had some in her bag, and would get them, and bring them up. I went on upstairs, and unlocked the door. I left the light off, and lay on the bed. A few minutes later Gail knocked on the door. I opened it and let her in. She went to the sink and poured me a glass of water, and brought the pills and water over to me. I took them and sipped the cold liquid. I thanked her, and she left. I lay down, and started to fall asleep. I was feeling really heavy in the head when I noticed the door open, I raised my head and saw Gail come in, and shut the door behind her. “Are you feeling any better?” “Not bad, but I really have a sore head, and feel sleep will be be best. I’ll sleep for an hour and then come back down.” “OK, I’ll see you later”. I shut my eyes, and thought she left, but a few minutes later I sensed someone in the room. I flicked the bedside lamp on and she was standing watching me. She looked embarrassed to be caught. “I don’t want to go back, everyone’s enjoying themselves, but me”. She stepped forward and sat on the bed. “Are you ok?” I asked. “I’m so lonely at the moment, and feel neglected” she replied. “I’m so ugly and none of the boys at school want to go out with me”. I tried hard not to laugh. She maybe was no supermodel, but she certainly was an attractive looking girl. “Sure you’re pretty, maybe the boys round here are just stupid” I told her. “Do you think I’m pretty?” “In that outfit, you are gorgeous” “What about out of it?” “Sorry” “I want to show you my new underwear” I was shocked, and not sure what to say. She took my silence as approval and raised her dress over her head, revealing a very pretty pink bra, barely covering her small, nearly formed breasts, and pink panties, quite high cut. She also had tights on, but quickly removed them. “What do you think?” “I think you are a very beautiful young lady, but you really should put your dress back on.” She smiled sweetly at me, leaned forward and kissed me gently on the mouth. It was like kissing a feather, and I was quickly getting excited. She had her hands round my back and was pulling me closer to her. I could feel her small breasts squashed against my chest. I didn’t believe this was happening, and knew I should stop it, but there was no way I could resist her. I rubbed my hand up and down her back, gently caressing her, and she was moaning softly in my mouth. I brought her down on the bed beside me and kissed her neck, with my hand on her bra. I cupped her softly, and rubbed gently. I could feel the nipple hardening to my touch. I eased the cup away and exposed her to the cool air. Her breasts were small, but perfect, and she had lovely hard nipples. I moved my head down and took her breasts in my mouth, one at a time, going from left to right and back again. I reached behind and undid the clasp, removing her bra altogether. She was breathing deeply, and obviously enjoying the attention. I looked at her small frame, she was really beautiful and so innocent looking. I kissed her nipples, and slowly moved my tongue down to her stomach, and then back up again. Her nipples were rock hard now, and looked perfect sticking up in the air. I nibbled on them one at a time, bringing gasps from her. I moved my hand over her panties, and gently rubbed her. I slowly worked my way down the outside of them, moving left and right, touching the exposed skin on either side. I could feel the warmth radiate from her. Her legs were parted, and I moved further down, bringing another gasp as my hand slid over her panty-clad clit. I kept working down, and could by now feel the wetness soaking through her panties. I rubbed gently on her lips, and then back up the way, teasing her, pushing her to the limits. My mouth was working up and down her stomach, every so on reaching one or other breast, and sucking on the nipple. I reached the top of her panties, and lifted the waistband, she lifted her hips, and I pulled them down. My fingers went exploring again on her soft skin, as my mouth worked back down to her stomach and this time didn’t stop there. My fingers reached her wet opening as my mouth reached her clit. I must admit to being surprised how pronounced it was on such a young girl, but it was well erect, and looking for attention. My mouth obliged, as my fingers gently parted her lips, and slid softly inside. She was so wet, there was no friction, but I didn’t want to go too far inside, not yet anyway. I sucked on her clit, my fingers soaking wet by now, rubbing on her pussy lips, and then she started to groan. She was really having a good time, and I moved my mouth down to taste her wet juices, just as she started to cum. Loads of liquid oozed from her young body, as I sucked and dank it all up. She was buckling her hips up and down, forcing her pussy into my mouth. My hands were holding onto her hips, my fingers over her sweet round ass. She stopped her orgasm, and let out a big sigh. “Wow, that was fantastic, much better than when I do it myself” she said. “Glad to be of service” I replied, moved my lips up to kiss her. She tasted her juices off my lips, licking them all away. I moved my hands back to her pussy, and started gently opening her lips. I slid my finger inside, and back out again. She was still so wet, and desperate for more. I slid my shorts off, and moved over her. Promising to be gentle, I held put the head against her opening, and slid it in. I only put the head inside, giving her the chance to get used to the feeling. Her legs opened wider, and she moved her hips up to meet me. I took this as a sign she was in no discomfort, and pushed further inside. I felt a little resistance, and stopped there, once again giving her the chance to get used to it. She was grimacing slightly, and I lay there for a few seconds, not wanting to hurt her. She then nodded, and I pushed in, all the way, breaking any resistance left. She let out a yelp, and her eyes were tight shut. I stayed inside her completely for a while, before slowly withdrawing, then re-entering. This time there was no resistance, and no yelp. Her eyes were wide open, and she was clearly enjoying it. I started to move in and out, and soon she joined in the rhythm. We thrashed together for a while, and I heard her start to cum again. This time she lifted her hips, and crossed her ankles behind me, forcing me deeper in, where I lost all control, pumping my load deep inside her. We continued to move for a bit, then stopped. Both out bodies were covered in sweat. We lay there for a short time, just thinking, then she leant over and kissed me. I must have dropped off to sleep because when I awoke I was alone. I sat up in bed, and switched the light on, had I dreamt it? I looked around the room, but there was nothing to suggest it had been real, or a dream. I went to the toilet, and on the way back stopped at my jacket to get my reading glasses. In the inside pocket was a soaking wet pair of pink panties.

A Maid for Mistress

LadyAriele on BDSM Stories

Ariele shopped for weeks looking for the perfect outfit. Heels of black leather boots that rose above her knees almost to her thigh, clicked rhythmically on the light oak floor under her feet, as she made cat liked strides towards Alex.
 
She swings the riding crop up in the air before she stops dead in front of his handsome face..
 
Looking down at him she says sternly. "Are you ready to serve your Mistress, in the manner to
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which she deserves? " 
 
"Yes My Goddess," he says to her respectfully.
 
"Very well then, go to the bathroom and get the manicure and pedicure supplies under the sink, where you left them last time."
 
“Yes, My Mistress, anything to please you Mistress."
 
 His voice trails as his feet step closer to the bathroom door. He opens it, and retains the  suggested supplies from under the cupboard just as he had left them a week ago. He turned on the hot water, letting it run for a few minutes; then, added a spoonful of sea breeze aromatherapy salts to the foot doctor. He gathered all the needed articles, including the new VS magazine in case Mistress Ariele wanted to look through it, and walked back out, leaving the door ajar.
     
 He set the foot doctor down in front of her, being careful not to splash the water onto the floor.  He plugged it in behind the dark blue rocker recliner.
 
"May I remove your boots please Mistress?" He sat in front of her kneeling. 
 
She replied in seductive tones "Yes, you may My Sweet Pet, and you may kiss your way up my legs as you do so." 
 
Alex bent his head towards the toe of my boot, and kissed on top of it first, then turned towards what would be her inner ankle, and began a trail up her leg on the inseam, taking his time, feeling the smooth cool of leather against his lips.
 
Finally reaching the top, he lifted the zipper and pulled downwards, listening to the sound of it peel down her leg down to her ankle, exposing silk wrapped  shapely toned legs.
 
 He licked his way back down to her ankle, and then rolled the silk stocking down her leg, flinging it behind him on the carpeted floor after pulling it off.  He cupped her feet admiring well manicured toes, brightly polished in a candy apple red with air brushed white hearts.  
     
 Alex lifted his Mistress’ foot and opened his mouth, pointing her greater toe and began sucking on it.  He slid his tongue to the next toe, lips nibbling at each toe, stopping to suck each one. 
 
Tossing the other boot into the corner after unzipping and removing it, strong hands gently grasp and massage up her legs, fingertips enjoying the curves of her leg muscles.
 
 His lips kiss up the silk stocking on the back seem, waiting for his fingers to catch up. They do, and roll the stocking down her leg, ever so slowly, enjoying the soft feel of her freshly waxed legs against the palm of his hand.
 
 Then set each foot into the warm and soothing water, the aromatherapy salts making vapor in the air.
 
"Ah."
 
You hear her moan as she lays back, you duck your hands in the water and immediately begin to massage my feet. She enjoys the feel of your thumbs and they knead circles on the arches of her foot. Working your way up her ankles and calves up behind slender knees.
 
She purrs contentedly and coos. “You are very good with your hands My Pet, this pleases me.”
 
You look up at her with a devoting gaze. "It is my desire to serve you My Mistress."
          
You massage her other lower leg and foot, and then leaves them soaking in the water, the bubbles lapping around her ankles. Ariele looks down at you, admiring your sexy smile, the depth of your eyes, the adoration in your stares back at her.
 
She spreads her legs, and expose a sweetly shaven velvety smooth pussy, moist with dew kisses. Her long fingernails spread shiny pink lips apart, showing you her pretty inner butterfly, with beautifully shaped wings, and pert little head.
 
Her index finger circles her soft nub, sultry smiles down at you. "Do you want to taste my sweet treat Pet?"
 
Your mouth opens; your tongue reaches out as your head leans up and into her center. She rest her hand on the back of your head guiding your face to your prize.
 
"Such a good pussy licker you are... you are hungry for your Mistress sex, yes My Pet?"
 
Your voice almost  pleading. "Oh, Yes Mistress. My mouth waters for your honey sweet drink."
 
Sexy stares into your eyes, deep husky tones. "Then show me, how hungry you are."
          
She spread her legs wider, inviting you to worship at her alter. Your mouth attaches itself to my pussy, flicking your tongue around my clit at the same time you suck on it, feeling it fill and engorge, getting harder in your mouth.  Leaning back farther, lifting long lithe legs and resting  knees on each one of your shoulders, grinding her sweet mound into your face.
 
"Yes,  Oh,  yes!”   She purrs out  “ Suck my itty bitty clitty."
 
Your face rises from her wetness; you look up at  her with glistening smiles. You  move the foot doctor, and turn it off. 
 
 Burying your face into her wet slit again.  Your tongue licking the outer sides of tasty lips, tickling and teasing her so artfully. Then lapping up under the hood of her clit a few times, before nibbling it and suckling on it, making the round little sweet pea hard and bursting to cum.  
    
Your middle and index fingers finds a wet inviting hole, and your tongue dances over a hardening clit, suckling the juices that are creaming from her slit. More moans of pleasure as your feel your fingers being squeezed by  vaginal walls, sucking them in deeper.
 
Pressing your head against her, a small pearl  hard and rubbing against your lips. You know by her body movements and sounds that she is  riding a wave up towards the goal of blissful climax.
 
Her body tenses, my eyes tightly closed and sighs of ecstasy soar loudly into the air as she achieves the ultimate feelings completely washing over her entire body.
 
 Feather like kisses that turn to passionate grinds.  Hips meeting each one of your thrusts, as they buck up and down, her orgasm  waning down. Your face is sticky sweet, wet with honey sweet  juices. Her face expresses what her body feels, and you have a strong sense of pride that you were able to give her, what her body craves most: Intense Heat and Passion.
          
 She sits up, crossing her long legs, looking at you,  reaching  out and wiping my cum from your beard. She looks directly into your brown eyes and says.
 
"Your task is to find a woman, open to join us, allowing us to pleasure and push her sexual envelopes."
 
 And she continues.
 
"I expect to see her dressed and in a French maids outfit serving us dinner. Capice' My Pet?"
 
Arieles left eye brow rises, studying you carefully for the expected genuine response I like to hear.
 
 "Yes My Goddess, what ever pleases you.”
 
You kneel quickly before completing your sentence.
 
"I am here to serve your every desire."
     
 You spent your afternoon searching for a girl who you knew would meet your Mistress' approval while she napped. Hours in the kitchen preparing her favorite feast. Grilled chicken breasts, brushed in teriyaki and garlic, sitting in a bed of spinach leaves with several tomato wedges, drizzled in ranch dressing; and, a tall glass of half iced tea and pink lemonade.
 
 You light the candles on the table, set the stereo on continuous shuffle of a mixture of tunes. Enya, Enigma, REM, Matchbox 20 and Train adding them all carefully into the slots designed for Cd's.  You pour the ice water into cobalt blue water glasses. You wait for the knock at the door, you know your Mistress will be waking from her afternoon cat nap soon and will need attending to.
 
Secretly you wish she asks to have Miss Kitty licked clean, then getting a woody thinking about it. Your hand lowers to cover your erection, as you continue on your preparations, knowing you are setting the stage for the evening.
     
You hear the knock, you walk quickly to open the door, wide smiles when you see that she had dressed up exactly as how you had requested.
 
 "My Mistress will want to see you soon."
 
You say almost hesitantly, wanting a piece of you for yourself before you see to the needs of your Mistress.
 
Your eyes undress her, leaving a trail of heat on her body, tickling her senses. Your hand reaches out and brushes up against her cheek affectionately.
 
 "You look utterly delicious slut, if we had more time, I'd want to bend you over the kitchen counter and fuck you now!"
 
You smile at her, the heat of your gaze penetrating her. Melissa smiles and replies sweetly.
 
"I am here to serve, both you and your Mistress." 
 
You flash your bright white sexy smile, leaving your dimples showing, and her cheeks display a soft pink blush, her fingers fiddling with the feather duster.  Tawny eyes look up at you, as your hand guides her upper back, across her shoulder blades and into the living room dining area. You show her to a place to sit until further notice. She sits quietly, crossing her legs, hands setting in her lap, fingers loosely woven together. 
          
You hear your Mistress' call, and you hurry to her side. Pulling down the covers as she sits up, knowing every one of her needs before she has to ask. Assists her to a standing position, and very submissively asks.
 
"How can I be of service to you My Goddess?"
 
Crooking her neck to the left, then to the right, she hears a snap and a crunch as her neck moves back into place.  She lifts her foot up.
 
 "Please, put my boots on for me."
 
 You do so quickly and efficiently.
 
She stands and looks at her reflection in the mirror, long lithe legs, sexy leather boots, and voluptuous breasts, rounded over a tight corset.  She wiggles her hips and tugs at the edge of the black knit skirt trying to give it another half inch of length.
 
 Ariele stands tall and smiles, knowing she is alluring, and carries the erotic scent of intoxicating passionate sex, for magical sexual encounters. Red lipstick applied, then a sheer gloss over, to rub her lips together making the perfect blend of a fuchsia red. Fuck me lips to match fuck me eyes. She walks into sprits of the rich exotic scent Mambo and walks out the door. Leaving you staring at her heart shaped ass sashaying seductively, with the smell of lust in the air. 
             
 Melissa, the slave girl smiled wantonly at Mistress upon meeting her. Deep curtsies, showing off her brazen bosoms. She raised the riding crop up to tickle over her curves, down her waist, and then a swerving line back to her cleavage.
 
 Ariele spoke confidently. "It would serve you well to listen to me Lil One," she paused, “for I am a woman with very distinctive tastes."
 
 She licked her lips and made a biting motion, then almost a growling sound turning into a purr as she stepped closer to her. She cupped her left breast, and pinched her nipple with thumb and forefinger, bedroom smoky eyes smoldering into tawny browns orbs.
 
Angelic tones. "Yes Mistress, what ever is your bidding, I am here to please and serve.”
 
She reaches down and grabs a handful of your pussy, startling you and igniting fires within her. Sultry whispers in her ears, almost like a tapping noise made with your voice.
 
 "You will please me when you do as I say."  
 
"Yes Mistress Ariele." Slow smiles watching her.             
You lead Melissa to the dining table, pulling the seat out for your Mistress first, then for the slave girl. You pour the wine into a crystal glass, swirling it in front of her nose, awaiting her nods to fill the glass half full. She takes a drink, savoring the taste as it rolls gently over her tongue before swallowing.
 
In a very commanding tone she spoke.
 
"I wish to have her tied to this table My Pet, do so now."
 
You begin to clear the table, removing the candles first. Then the plates, glasses leaving it bare except for a white crisp linen table cloth. You guide her onto her back, and walk to the hutch, getting out the lavender silk rope.
 
You loop around her wrist, and then bind it to the leg of the table. Letting her arm outstretch to her left, then the same to her right arm, extending it, and securing her wrists to the leg of the table. Completing each ankle as well.
             
She lays spread eagle on her back, dressed in a French maid outfit. The first thing she instructs you to do is to take the sharp knife and cut her clothes off of her body. You do so obediently, being very careful with her bra and thong, just unhooking her bra, laying it across her right arm, and pulled her thong down to her knees. You untied the apron strings and slipped it under her body and onto the couch a few feet away.
 
 "Such a pretty little slut slave, isn't she My Pet?"  Ariele coaxes your caresses over her body.
 
"Prepare her for me."
“As you wish My Mistress." You reply submissively.
 
You lower your head over her perky breasts; small nipples harden as you flick your tongue across them and then blow softly. Then nibble and suckle, moving from one breast to the other, your hand trailing down the center of her body, over her belly ring, causing a rippling effect over her taught toned stomach.
        
Stopping at her panty line, your fingertips drag down her mound, to her moist slit. You tickle the inner folds of her pussy, looking for that little button, finding it, and artfully encircling it with your thumb, you place your index and middle fingers into her wet love box, juices squishing as they push freely in, gentle squeezes of her pussy walls lets you know that it feels good. You feel your Mistress' hand on your back, then the sound of her voice.
 
"That’s very good My Pet, I want you to make her scream out in passion. Suck her clitty like a good pussy eater."
 
Her hand rests on the back of your head as she presses you into her girlish mound. You latch on to her clit, and suck it until it feels swollen between your lips. You feel something cool and gel like rub against your cheek; you realize it is a dildo strapped on to your Mistress. Her soothing words, coos to your ears.
 
"That’s a good Pet, My Sweet; you are going to make her cum so hard while I fuck her like a nasty lil slut!”
    
The dildo slides into her hot wet box easily, squirting juices into your mouth. You lap them up thirstily, watching her begin to probe her tight wet cavern with the blue gel strap on cock, the you close your eyes and go back to your task at hand. Her attention hungry little clitty. Your cock is rock hard now, and you hear your Mistress husky whispers in your ear.
 
 "I want you to stroke yourself off onto her cunt after you have made her cum. Do you understand My Sweet Pet?"
 
“Yes Mistress." Almost choking the words out, your excitement phase increasing.
 
She begins to pound her sweet cunt, faster and harder, your tongue is busy as a bee fluttering back and forth across her clit and then suckling it, you can feel her getting close; ready to explode into your mouth.
 
 Feeling yourself throbbing against your fingers as you grasp your thick hard cock, you suck up her cum, lick her clean and then and stand up, jacking off over your Mistress fucking her sweet love box. 
     
 Ariele grabs her sweet firm ass cheeks as she continues to pound her gel-cock in and out of her. The slave girls wails and screams in euphoria, having climaxed both clitoral and internally. You’re hot cum shoots up her torso, splashing over her breasts, last shot leaving a pool inches from her pussy.
 
"Now, I want you to clean her up for me, you know how I hate a dirty little slut.”
 
Your Mistress then walks behind you, smacking your ass with her black leather gloved hand on her way into the living room. Removing the dildo on the way, setting it in the bathroom sink to be washed by you later.
 
You lick up the pool of cum above her bikini line and follow that up the middle of her belly, slurping up your sticky love juices, stopping to suck on each one of her nipples, making sure to lick up all the scattered droplets on each areola and nipple. Then a final flat line straight down, blowing bubbles on her flat tummy. She giggles. As you untie her wrists first.
 
She sits up, rubbing them, no redness is seen, and she has a happy smile on her face. You untie her ankles and assist her off of the kitchen table.
 
Smiles down at her. "You served my Mistress well young slave."
 
She beams with pride. You retrieve her clothing for her, offering her a terry cloth robe to wear over her skimpy attire. She takes the robe, puts it on, and gathers her clothing, placing them in a back pack. You walk her to the door, thanking her again for her servitude.
 
 You watch her step into the taxi cab, her destination unknown to you. You close the door turn off the lights and walk into the bedroom to tuck in your Mistress.
     
 You hear her sultry tones. “I’ve been waiting for you My Pet."
 
You close the door behind you.
 
“I am here Mistress"  then "How may I please you Mistress?"
 
She pats the side of the bed, speaking to you in the most loving tones.
 
 "Come here and lay with me, hold me till we both fall asleep.”
 
 
 

 

JAKE & MARI - PART TWO

Sir James on Forced Stories

Jake and Mari - Part Two

The next week was eventful. Jake took a few days off. He wanted to firmly establish the new relationship he was enjoying with his beautiful wife, Mari. They went shopping. New clothes were purchased for Mari. The brand names familiar, and the department store was one of the better ones in town. The difference was that the skirts were much shorter, her high heels were much higher, and all her new blouses and dresses were tailored to her, and buttoned down the front.

Once they brought her new wardrobe home, on his instructions, the upper button holes on her blouses and dresses were sewn closed. He did not want her to be able to button any b

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uttons above her nipples. This meant that she would always be displaying a significant amount of cleavage A few of her blouses showed the upward slope of her breasts. She had to be careful when she bent over. Anyone standing in front of her would be able to see all of her breasts. This situation was compounded when Jake made her throw away all her bras and panties. The only underwear she was allowed to wear was garter belts and hose. There times when even that measly amount of lingerie was forbidden when he required her legs to be bare.

This was all very new. It made her nervous, and not a little self conscious. She did become more accustomed to being displayed like this, and was even proud and excited when she saw another man ogling her.

Around the house was different, too. Jake required her to be naked. He also insisted that she wear high heel shoes, all the time. He loved what it did to her beautiful legs. She had to admit that the high heel pumps did have the affect of making her legs more outstanding. There was a lot to get used to, and Mari was trying desperately to please her husband.

In the evenings, there seemed to always be something. It seemed that it always involved her being tied in some strenuous position, whipped and tormented, and fucked to exhaustion. His cock was a regular visitor to her mouth. While part of her loved her new role in life, there was still a part of her that wanted to rebel, because “a lady should not act like that”. She had heard her mother and grandmother tell her that so many times. She knew they would be shocked at how Jake was treating her. They would be even more shocked knowing that she was excited by what Jake required of her. Sometimes, however, the training we receive as children is hard to overcome.

On Saturday evening, about a week or so after Jake had established their Master and Slave relationship, they were in the living room. Both were naked, with Mari wearing only a red pair of high heel pumps. They were on the couch, hugging, kissing and fondling each other much like “vanilla” lovers. Both were excited. Jake’s cock was massive as Mari stroked it, while her cunt was a caldron of steaming pussy juices

Jake broke his kiss and told her, “Sweet slave, I want you on your knees, between my legs. I want you to suck my cock.”

Mari stood up, and knelt down in front of Jake. She grasped his raging cock with her right hand, while cupping his balls with her left. She kissed the tip of his cock several times, and was licking the purple head. Finally she took his cock into her mouth and started working it, trying to bring Jake to a climax. Jake was becoming more and more excited. His cock was throbbing in her mouth. His balls were hot in her delicate hand.

“Mari, take my cock from your mouth”, in instructed.

Mari did so, but was still stroking his heated member. She loved the look and the size of his cock.

“Now, Sweet Slave, I want you to jack me off, make me come. I want to cum on your face and tits.”

Mari hesitated. Her pussy was hot. She wanted to be fucked. She felt she could not wait any longer. He had aroused her, and she needed his cock in her pussy.

“But…Jake…please…, I want you to fuck me”, she pleaded.

Jake sat up, and glared down at her. “Let go of my cock”, he ordered sternly.

Jake stood up, leaving Mari in her kneeling position. She knew she had made a mistake, but it was too late now. Jake walked to an antique chest in the corner of the living room. He opened the chest and retrieved several pieces of rope. He went back to Mari, and pulled her to a standing position.

“Please, Jake. Let me have your cock. I’ll make you cum on my face and breasts. I’m sorry”, she pleaded.

He tightly tied her wrists together in front of her. He then dragged her to the bedroom, to the corner of the room where an “eye” bolt was mounted in the ceiling. In a matter of a few seconds Mari was standing there, stretched to the ceiling, on her tip toes in her red heels. Quickly, Jake produced an ankle spreader bar he had purchased at a sex shop. He jerked her ankles apart, and attached the spreader bar to them. Now her legs were widely spread, and she was in an extremely stretched position.

“I’m really sorry, Jake. Please, let me make it up to you. What ever you want”, begged Mari.

“Mari, you know the rules. You are to never refuse, or hesitate, and never question. I will fuck you when I want, and I will give you pleasure when I want. Right now, I wanted to see my cum on your face and on your tits. You know better to refuse, or even question what I told you to do. Now, I am going to show you what happens”, he said sternly.

Mari kept her tongue and just watch Jake as he prepared to punish her. She had to admit he was magnificent when he was angry. His massively rigid cock was bouncing in front of him as he walked about the room. Oh, God, how she wanted him to fuck her.

Jake brought one of his latest acquisitions to her. It was a gag, a penis gag. The life size rubber cock was mounted on a leather strap. On his command, she opened her mouth. Jake filled it with the rubber cock, and quickly locked the strap tightly around her head, forcing the penis gag deep into her mouth. Mari closed her eyes and waited her punishment.

Jake walked away, and returned with his favorite whip, a medium weight flogger. Without hesitation, he brought the whip hard down on her ass. Mari tried to struggle, but was so tightly bound she could not. She had to stay in her stretched position as he whipped her ass.

In a couple of minutes, he moved the whip to her sweet breasts. They bounced and shuddered as he brought the whip to bear. Mari was crying and screaming into her gag as her breasts weathered the onslaught. Whip marks were readily apparent on the creamy skin of her breasts.

After bringing the whip down to her thighs, Jake stopped. He stood here looking at his well whipped bride. The whip was in his right hand, while his left hand was stroking his cock. He walked over to where she was. Putting his arm around her, he pulled her to his body, his heated cock pressed between their bodies. Oh, how Mari wanted to be fucked by that cock.

“Now, sweet slave, I am going to whip your cunt. You were so selfish to want me to satisfy your cunt, when you knew you were supposed to satisfy my cock. So now you must pay the price.”

Jake stood back, and flourished his whip. He brought it down and sharply backup, crashing it into her pussy. Even in her strained position, Mari jumped when her pussy was struck. Jake had found his distance and the weight of the whip. He sent it smashing into her pussy. The whip was making a delightful smacking sound as it found its target. Mari was now screaming and crying into her gag with abandon. When Jake felt she could stand no more, he stopped. He let her hang there for a few minutes, to let her settle down.

He removed the spreader bar, and lowered her hands from their stretched position, however, he left the rope tightly tied around her wrists. Leading her to the bed, he made her lay down on it, with her hands above her head. He pulled her wrist rope tight and secured it to the head of the bed. Using other pieces of rope, he spread her legs widely and secured them to the corner posts of the bed. Again she was helpless, and would have to endure whatever he wanted to do to her. She was still gagged, and could not protest or plead with him. She feared the worst. If only she had obeyed Jake like she knew she should.

Jake surprised her. He crawled onto the bed, and in between her legs. He lay down between her legs, and promptly planted a kiss on her well whipped pussy. Mari gasped with pleasure. She looked down to see her handsome husband kissing her pussy again, and started to like what he was doing. He was running his tongue around her clit and into the heated passage, while he was fingering her pussy. Mari quickly lost herself in the sexual pleasure she was feeling. In a minute or two she could feel her climax building. Just as she was about to cum, Jake stopped. He got off the bed and walked out of the room.

Mari lay there, bound to her bed, her sexual frustration was maddening to her. After a bit of time, she began to settle down. As she did regain her self control, Jake walked back into the room and resumed kissing and licking her cunt. Immediately her arousal spiraled up into a red hot lust. Again she was denied a climax. This went on for another hour and half. Mari was ready to lose her mind.

As she lay there, still bound to her bed, Jake walked in for a final time. He was nude and his cock was still very hard. Again he got onto the bed, only this time he straddled her body. He moved up her body until his cock was mere inches from her gagged face.

“Slave, I told you the rules would be observed, and any hesitancy on you part would be met with swift and sure punishment. Well, you have been whipped and tormented. Now, I will have what I wanted”, Jake said, with a smile on his face.

He lowered his hand to his rigid cock and began to pump it. His phallus seemed to enlarge as Jake continued to vigorously stroke it. With a loud moan, he came. Hot streams of cum jetted from his cock and splashed on her face. The next scalding jets were directed at her breasts. With in a span of about 30 to 40 seconds, Jake had thoroughly bathed her face and breasts with his cum. When he finished, he wiped the head of his cock on her breasts.

Getting off the bed, he said, “Now you know to never disobey or hesitate to do as I say. See you in the morning. Sweet dreams.”

Jake walked from the bedroom, turning off the lights as he went. He went down stairs and made himself comfortable on the couch, where he spent the night.

Mari lay on the bed, bound fast. She was still gagged and her feet were still shod in her red high heel pumps. She could not even move or close her legs. Her sexual frustration was nearly demonic in character. Her face and breasts were covered with Jake’s cum. She was bound, and gagged, so she could not beg for a reprieve. ‘Next time’, she thought, ‘I will never question anything Jake wants to do. I love him, and I agreed to be his slave. Why, oh why did I resist. When will I ever learn.’

It was a long and uncomfortable night for Mari. She missed Jake so much she cried. She knew she would be the best slave ever, if he would only give her another chance.

In the wee hours of the morning, just before sun rise, Jake came into the bedroom. When she awoke, she was still tied to the bed. In the darkness she felt Jake moved between her widely spread legs. The next thing she felt was his cock entering her pussy. In a matter of moments she was moving with him, and in a short time was cuming with Jake. He collapsed on her, whispering in her ear that he loved her. He removed the gag from her pretty mouth, and released her from the bed. He picked her up and carried her into the shower. The hot water felt good on her tired body, as did the massaging and washing of her body by her husband. All during their shower, Mari and Jake were kissing, hugging and fondling each other. After the shower, he dried the both of them, and returned her to the bed. Jake lay down beside her, and changing positions with her, they were laying in the “spoon” position. His arms were around her, cupping her breasts and cunt. Jake and Mari fell into an exhausted sleep. The both slept late that morning.

CONTINUED…

Stacey Part 1 (re-edit)

Jimbobman2 on Teen Stories

Hi! My name is Stacey. I’m 17 and I go to the sixth form of a Girls school. I have long, dark, straight hair, long legs and a good figure, although my breasts aren’t as big as I’d like. I’d like to tell you about something that happened to me the other day. I was on my way home from school when I was approached by a woman who asked me if I’d like to help her make her boyfriends fantasy come true. Now I’m not usually the sort of girl who does anything like that but for some reason I was intrigued and wanted to know more. She told me her boyfriend’s fantasy was to have sex with a teenager and asked me if I’d be interested in helping to fulfil it.

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I’m not a virgin, having had sex once last year when I was at party. Me and my younger sister, who is 16, often masturbate together as well. The thought of having sex with a total stranger started a strange feeling in my tummy. I could feel my pussy getting wet at the thought of it. I thought for a minute and then agreed. The woman led me to her car. I got in and she drove me to the other side of town. As we were driving along the woman told me more about what was in store for me, and that when we reached our destination I was to remain silent until I was spoken to, but if for any reason I wasn’t happy and wanted to stop then I could say so in a clear voice and nothing further would be done to me. She promised me a good time if I was co-operative.

 

Eventually we stopped at a house and she led me inside, and into a room. As I entered the room I saw a man sat in an armchair. He didn’t say anything and as I started to speak he motioned me to silence. I nodded in understanding. I noticed he was wearing jeans and a T-shirt, but no shoes or socks. I could see he was admiring my body in my uniform, which consisted of a white blouse, grey pleated skirt and white knee length socks. It must have been obvious that I wasn’t wearing a bra as I could feel my nipples getting hard and poking through the cotton of my blouse. I could feel the material of my tight cotton panties was slightly damp between my legs. The man smiled at me, pleased with what he saw. I smiled back.

 

The woman closed the door and stood behind my, moving her hands up to cup my breasts. She started to stroke my nipples through the cotton. The man watched for a while and then nodded. The woman slowly started to undo the buttons of my blouse. When she had done that she removed my blouse and stroked my breasts again, tweaking the nipples between her fingers and thumbs.

“Play with your titties,” the man said to me, “play with your nipples.” I cupped my hands around my breasts and stroked and pulled my nipples just like the woman had done. It felt really good to be doing this in front of two total strangers who I felt had a power over me now. I knew I would do anything they wanted me to.

While I was doing this the woman had slid her hand up my skirt and was stroking the front of my panties. Her other hand started to lift my skirt up. The man smiled again when he saw her hand slide down inside my panties. I could feel her finger sliding past my clit, which was getting hard. Her finger slid across my pussy, slipping in up to the first knuckle.

 

I thought my legs were about to give way as a mini orgasm washed over me. I’d never felt so turned on before. The woman loosened my skirt and let it fall to the floor. I stepped out of it which brought me nearer to the man. As the woman took her hand out of my panties the man started to stroke my pussy through the thin cotton, pushing it up between my pussy lips. By now I was really wet. The man grasped my panties and slid them down my legs, revealing my pubic hair to his gaze. He slid his finger into my pussy again and stroked my clit with his thumb, rubbing it around and around as his finger slid in and out of my pussy. The woman was still stroking my breasts and nipples.

“Lie down.” he said to me. I was helped down onto the floor by the woman. The man grasped my ankles and gently pulled my legs apart. Then he knelt between my legs. His finger again slipped into my pussy, as he leaned forward and ran his tongue across my clit. It felt as though my pussy was on fire despite the wetness there. His tongue licked at my clit. I felt him pull his finger out of my pussy. His tongue licked down past my clit and probed around my pussy lips for a while, before I felt it slowly enter me. He slowly tongued my pussy. I could feel my juices flowing past his tongue. My stomach started to tense up as another orgasm rocked my body and my pussy juices gushed out. The man lapped all of my juices up, drinking them down like a thirsty man in the desert.

 

I think I passed out with the intensity of my orgasm, because the next thing I remember was the man sitting back in the armchair, only this time he was naked. I looked round and saw that the woman was also naked and sat on the floor with two fingers up her pussy, furiously masturbating. I could see her pussy was also very wet. Her fingers glistened with her juices.

“Come here,” the man ordered, “and stroke my cock.”

I knelt before him and took his cock in my right hand. It was long and thick. I stroked my hand up and down the length of his shaft.

“Slower,” he commanded, “we have plenty of time.”

I slowed down my stroking, and watched fascinated as his foreskin slid over the bulbous, purple end of his cock. I felt the woman kneel behind me, and her finger find it’s way down into my pussy. She slid her finger the full length up my pussy and slowly slid it in and out almost in time with the movement of my hands around the man’s cock. Her other hand reached around and twisted my nipple on my left breast. Not enough to hurt, but enough to make my breast glow with a delicious tingling pain, I’d never had anyone do that to me before and I liked what I was feeling.

 

Feeling very sexy and relaxed, I let my head drop down. Then I noticed that the tip of the man’s cock was level with my chin. I tilted my head a little further and stuck out my tongue to lick the tip of it. I’d never tasted a man’s cock before, but I decided I liked the taste, even if it was a little salty. I started to kiss the end of it, and the man let out a groan. He didn’t say anything as I opened my mouth and slid it over the end of his cock. I slid my lips up and down his shaft, running my tongue over the end as I did so. He didn’t tell me to stop so I assumed I was doing it right. He placed his hands either side of my head and guided my movements. After a while he let out another groan and I felt his cock twitch in my mouth. He held my head tighter, his cock filling my mouth. The end was touching the back of my throat as I heard him say, “I’m coming.”

His hot, salty spunk shot out of his cock and down my throat. I swallowed as fast as I could, not sure if I could manage what seemed to me to be vast amounts of come that was shooting from his cock. Somehow I managed to swallow the whole load apart from the last couple of squirts that hit me in the face when the man pulled my head back away from him. He scooped up the drops of come with his finger and fed them to me. I happily licked his come of his fingers with my tongue, swallowing it down greedily, enjoying the salty taste.

 

So engrossed was I in what I’d been doing, I’d forgotten about the woman’s finger in my pussy. Now I had the sensation that there was more than one. I glanced down and saw that somehow she had got three fingers inside of me and was pumping them in and out, faster and faster. The familiar sensation started to sweep my body and I felt my pussy contract as yet another orgasm swept over me. My pussy had never felt so wet or so full. The woman suddenly flipped my onto my back and buried her face between my thighs as the full force of my orgasm hit me. She lapped at my juices just like the man had done earlier, her tongue searching out the inner depths of my pussy. It felt really good to feel her tongue licking my pussy juices up. She reached up and started to fondle my breast with her left hand. Her right hand took hold of mine and, shifting position slightly, she guided it down between her legs. I had never felt another woman’s pussy before. I was surprised how wet she was. I could feel her wetness against my hand as she held it there. I slid my finger along her pussy lips, up towards her clit. She moved my hand back and forwards. Getting the message I started to stroke her clit. I know how I like to stroke my own clit to make me feel good, and obviously the same thing worked for her as she let out a low moan. It felt like her clit was getting larger under my finger. She was still licking my clit and pussy. I could feel her finger deep inside my pussy so I slid my finger deeper into hers. She started to move her hips against my finger.

“That looks so fucking sexy;” said the man, “lick her pussy.”

I didn’t realise he was talking to me until the woman spread her legs over my face and ground her crotch into my face. I could smell her musky scent. It smelt different to mine, but not unpleasant. I stuck out my tongue and slowly licked across her pussy a few times. I’d never done this before but already I liked it. I could taste her juices on my tongue. I started to lick up and down her pussy, probing her lips with my tongue. The woman ground her pussy into my face even more. I moved my tongue towards her clit, which was large and erect. I tongued her clit as she tongued mine. Suddenly I felt something hard against my anus.

“Relax; it won’t hurt if you relax.” I heard the woman’s muffled voice say from between my legs. I assumed it was her finger that she was using to probe my tight anus. I’ve never had anything in there and wasn’t sure about it at all, but I tried to relax my muscles as much as possible. Her finger slid into my ass up to the first knuckle at least. It felt like a red-hot poker going up my ass. Her tongue was still driving my clit wild. My juices were flowing out of my pussy in copious amounts and running down the crack of my arse. The woman was using my juices as lubricant because her finger seemed more comfortable now. She pushed it further up my ass and slowly started to wiggle it around. The sensations in my pussy and my ass were sending me over the edge once more, and as I came I could feel my anal muscles contracting around her finger, and my juices filling her mouth. As I was licking her clit I felt it spasm and her sweet juices flooded into my mouth. I hungrily drank them down, savouring the taste.

 

By now I didn’t care what the couple did to me. I just knew I wanted more. I wanted them to fuck me in every possible way. The woman climbed off me and went over to the man. He was slowly stroking his cock up and down. The woman took his cock in her mouth and seemed to swallow it all down. Slowly she moved her head back and forth, and I could see her tongue licking the length and end of it as she sucked him. I felt down between my legs. I was so wet. I’d never been as wet as this before. I stroked my clit with my thumb, inserting my middle finger into my pussy and furiously masturbating myself.

“Looks like our new friend is still horny,” the man said, “maybe I should help her out.”

The woman released his cock from her mouth and he came over to me. He started to lick my clit. When I went to move my hand away he grabbed my wrist and held it there. It was obvious he wanted to lick my clit whilst I fingered my pussy. His tongue flicked and swirled around my clit. Then he started to lick my pussy lips and I fingered myself. The woman had positioned herself underneath him and was busy sucking his cock again.

 

The man’s tongue slowly licked my pussy for a while then he moved down a little and started to lick my anus. He flipped me over onto my knees and spread my legs. His tongue slowly traced around the rim of my anus before pushing it way inside me. It felt great. Better even than the woman’s finger. His fingers were sliding in and out of my pussy as he licked my ass. Suddenly, the licking stopped. The man moved up, and the woman slid into position between my legs. She started to lick my pussy again. Suddenly, I felt something even harder than the man’s tongue at the entrance to my anus. He was behind me. Looking back, over my shoulder, I could see his long stiff cock pointing towards my ass. He started to rub the tip of it against my anus. I tried to be as relaxed as I could as he leant forward and inserted the end of his cock in my ass. Slowly, very slowly so as not to hurt me, he pushed the full length of his cock into me. After the first few moments when it was a little painful, it started to feel ok. He finally got the full length inside me and rested for a few moments to allow me to be come accustomed to it. Finally he started to move it in and out, slowly at first but getting faster and harder as time went on. His hands were on my hips, pulling him into me and moving my bottom in time with his thrusting cock. The woman was still licking my pussy and clit, stopping very so often to lick the man’s balls as he thrust into my ass. It felt incredible. The feel of the man’s cock in my ass, and the woman’s tongue on my pussy and clit was driving me over the edge and I knew I was going to come again soon. The Man kept sliding his cock in and out my ass until all of a sudden I felt him really shove it as far up my ass as he could get as his grip on my hips tightened. I could feel the come shooting out of his cock and deep into my ass. That was enough. I felt a great tremor go through my whole body as I came. It felt as if I was peeing. The woman let out a yelp of surprise as she lapped at my pussy juices. Her tongue and lips hungrily sucked up all my juices. The man pulled his cock out of my ass, causing me to have another mini-orgasm. The woman pushed me off her face and I rolled over to look at her. Her face was soaked with my juices.

“My God,” the woman said, “she actually squirted come at me”

“Sorry,” I replied.

“Don’t be,” said the woman, “it’s not often I meet a woman who can actually ejaculate her come.”

To be continued...

The library

big_black08 on Anal Stories

    the first time i saw her she was hanging up posters in the career center. I was working on a paper and looked over at her as she was hanging a poster up. Her short pink shirt went up and i could see the small of her back and a peek of her pink thong. Her pants were running up her perfect ass and i started pitching a tent right there. When she was done she turned around, looked at me and smiled. She had long blonde hair and blue eyes and it took all my will power to hide my massive boner.
    A few days later i went in to finish my paper up and maybe to see the girl. That day she was wearing a black tank top and a short short denim skirt. She was hanging some poster about safe sex up and her skirt lifted up just enough so i could see the bottom of her ass cheeks.
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I silently went up behind her and whispered,"There isn't anyone around."  I nibbled her earlobe a little bit as she let out a little moan. I lifted up her skirt to reveal her silky smooth ass. I spread her cheeks apart and looked at her puckered hole.
    "Let's go to the back room." she said leading me through the ofice and to the back room filled with supplies. She locked the door as i took my rock hard cock out of my pants. I bent her over the counter and spit on her hole and on my engorged shaft. i slowly worked my way into her tight little hole and as i got more comfortable i went harder and faster. She moaned softly under her breath as she gripped the papers littering the counter.
    "Oh fuck yeah fuck my ass." she said as i slapped her plump cheeks a couple times.
    When i was on the edge of a climax i took my dick out of her ass and emptied my load on her ass. I pulled my pants up and said,"We should get together again soon." 

Angelina's Secret Hideout

jessy19 on Celebrity Stories

Angelina Jolie tried to keep her hands from trembling. Her heart pounded and her mouth felt dry. It'd been days since she had last got a good night sleep. She stared out the window of her limousine, as she was being driven to her brother James' house. Angelina had recently been stalked by one of her fans. She had been sent threatening letters, received frightening phone calls, and was even followed once. She feared for her life. Her bother had told her to go stay at his place for a few days while the authorities catch the stalker. Once the limo arrived to her brother's house she felt slightly at ease. "Here you go Ms. Jolie," said her limo driver as he parked the limo in front of her brother's house. Angelina sighed and grabbed her purse. The limo driver got her two suitcases and
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they both walked to the door. James was already at the door waiting for his little sister. His smile made her heart melt. "Jamie!" Angelina cried out and ran to her brother wrapping her arms around him. "Whoa! Hey sis!" James replied kissing her forehead. Angelina stared up at him. "I've missed you bro." "I've missed you too. You look great!" Angelina blushed. "So do you." Angelina couldn't stop staring at him. His hair was a bit long, dark brown and his smile, was so captivating. "Come on in sis," he told her and then grabbed her suitcases from the limo driver. "I got them thanks man." He closed the door and led her to the huge living room. A skylight brought in the beautiful sun. She flopped down on the couch and took a deep breath. James sat next to her and held her hand. "How you been?" She opened her eyes and tears quickly streamed down her face. "I've been awful! I can't sleep, can't eat, I can't do anything!" James wiped her tears and held her. She placed her head on his chest and sobbed. "I'm sorry sis." "It's not your fault. I guess it's the price I have to pay for being famous." "You're very popular sis, and so very beautiful. You are bound to have stalkers, but still that doesn't make it right. If I ever find this guy I'll kick his ass." Angelina snuggled closer to her brother. "Jamie thank you for taking me in." He cupped her face and made her look up at him. "I love you sis. I will protect you." He leaned down and kissed her lips softly, just as he'd always done growing up with her. They were innocent kisses. She smiled and her eyes began to close. "You look tired baby. Let me take you to my room so you can take a nap. Don't worry I got my security outside and I'll be here." She moaned. "Mmm thank you." He saw she didn't move so he took the liberty to pick her up in his arms and carried her to his bedroom. She was light as a feather. He looked at her face so peaceful and beautiful. He lay her on his king sized bed watching her dark locks fall on the bed first. He couldn't stop staring at her. The white tight top she wore rode up slightly showing off her flat tummy. Her black pants were tight on her showing every sexy curve she possessed. "Phew sis you are so damn pretty." He muttered to himself and left her on his bed so she could sleep. * * * After a few hours, Angelina finally woke up as she stretched her body on her brother's big bed. His cologne lingered in the sheets. She rolled around on his bed feeling happy for once in a long time. She then began to wonder how many women James had brought over to house for a nightcap. "Lucky bitches," Angelina thought. She got up and tossed her long hair back. She could smell something cooking in the kitchen as soon as she stepped out. She smiled when she saw her brother busy in the kitchen. "Mmm something smells good." James laughed. "Well I can't cook that well, but I hope you still enjoy sis." Angelina walked to him and saw he was cooking spaghetti. "How sweet! I love spaghetti!" "I know you do." She giggled and kissed his cheek. He grabbed her and held her in his arms. "You sleep ok?" She nodded. His body pressed against hers. She reached up to kiss his lips, this time the kiss was a few seconds longer, making her toes curl. "So when do we eat?" She asked anxiously. "In about five minutes. You can go freshen up and I'll have it served for you." She went ahead to freshen up and came back to see the table was set with a hot plate of spaghetti. Her mouth watered. "Oh my goodness! This looks delicious!" She exclaimed. James smiled and pulled out a chair for his sister. "Have a seat sis, I'll be back with the wine and garlic bread." As Angelina waited, she grabbed the Parmesan cheese and sprinkled it over her spaghetti. James came back with a basket of warm garlic bread and a bottle of red wine. He poured Angelina a nice full glass of wine and then sat down to pour his own. He watched his sister devour her plate. "Hungry sis?" He joked. Angelina slurped up a string of spaghetti dirtying her pretty lips. "Oh yeah! I was starved. I haven't had a big appetite these past few days." James continued to eat and stare at his sister. He couldn't believe how beautiful she was. It seemed that she got more beautiful as the years passed by. After dinner, the siblings headed for the den to watch some television. James made sure to avoid putting on the news and worry his sister more. Instead, he put on the Classic Movies channel and let his sister snuggle up against him. The sipped on the rest of the red wine as they watched classic films. RING! RING! RING! Angelina almost jumped up. Her hear was racing as she stared at the phone. James quickly picked up the phone. "Hello?" "Uh yes hold on." "Here, it's the police." Angelina took the phone slowly. "Hello?" "Ms. Jolie? We have good news. We know who your stalker is." "Well then, arrest him so I can have a normal life again!" Angelina pleaded. "It's not that easy. He might be armed and very dangerous. We have a plan to catch him but he's been moving around a lot, searching for you so we are just trying to keep up with him." "You have to catch him soon!" "I know we do and we will. Ms. Jolie you are safe right now at your brother's home. Just stay there until further notice." "I will. Thank you." She hung up the phone and paced the room. James grabbed her hands and made her stop. "Angie? What's wrong?" "They said they know who my stalker is but are still trying to catch him because he is looking for me. Oh God! He's trying to hurt me!" She cried. James put his arms around his sister. He held her, stroking her soft hair. "I told you that he will not hurt you. I will die before anyone hurts you." Angelina sobbed and looked up at her brother. "Jamie I'm just so scared. I wouldn't want anyone to hurt you because of me." James kissed her nose. "Like I said, I would die for you sis. I love you so much." Angelina choked on her tears. "I love you too. You mean the world to me." She put her arms around him again. James comforted his sister until she finally stopped crying. He wiped her last tears and kissed her cheek. "It's getting late. Why don't you go shower up and get ready for bed? I have to shower as well." "I wish we could take a bath together." Angelina blurted without realizing what she'd said. James raised a brow. "Uh... well we haven't taken a shower together since we were kids and I think you and I have grown a lot since then." Angelina laughed. "I know, I just don't want to be alone." "Look go shower up and I will be right outside the bathroom. Then when I shower, I will have one of my security men here in the house and the other three will stay outside." Angelina sighed. "Yeah okay, I suppose that sounds fair." "Now go on and shower up." * * * As Angelina showered James waited outside the bathroom, as promised. He desperately wanted to go in the shower with his sexy sister and touch her, kiss her deeply and make love to her. It was wrong, but he wanted it more than anything. He paced the hallways as he waited. He thought about her situation. It was a scary situation indeed. He wouldn't let anyone try to hurt his sister. He didn't want to make it seem like he was worried, but he was. He knew he'd have to say calm just for her. In the shower, Angelina closed her eyes as the warm water hit her body. She could still feel her brother's kiss on her lips, his strong arms around her body and could see his gorgeous smile. She ran her hands down to her breasts gently pinching her sensitive nipples as she continued to think of her brother. She began to remember how she'd kissed him publicly a few years back at the Oscars. It had been a big day for her and he'd attended the Oscars with her holding her hand and supporting her like no other man ever had. She was so happy to have won that she almost lost herself in the moment and planted a long wet kiss on her brother's lips as the camera's flashed catching the siblings in a sexy incestuous moment. Angelina had to argue with the press that she and James were not lovers, although deep down she loved the fact that everyone thought they were. By the time she knew it, Angelina's hand was between her legs rubbing on her pussy. She spread her pussy lips open massaging her swollen clit. She opened her eyes and realized she'd been in the shower a little too long. She finished rinsing off and headed out. * * * A few minutes later, he heard the door open. Angelina stepped out wearing a towel around her body and her head. "Have a good shower?" James asked. "Yes! Thank you. I needed that." "Ok well, I'm going to shower up now and Mark, one of the security guys, is in the living room watching out for you." "Okay. Thank you again Jamie, for everything." "No problem." James replied and stepped into the bathroom ready for his shower. Moments later, James was in his bedroom trying to find a decent pair of boxers to wear. He grabbed a black silk pair and slipped them on. He then threw on a white t-shirt and went out to the living room to see his sister. Angelina was talking to Mark. She was laughing so sweetly, the laughed that always touched his heart. She was in her silky dark blue pajama pants and tiny black tank top. "Hey Jamie," Angelina said turning to her brother. "I'm done with my shower now, thanks for everything Mark." The security guy nodded and walked away slowly never taking his eyes off Angelina. Once he was gone James turned to his sister. "So what were you two talking about?" "Not much. He was just telling me about all the other celebrities he's had to work for. I tell you bro, it's a crazy world out there." "I could have told you that." Angelina giggled and got up from the couch. She stretched her body making her tiny top go up and revealing her tight tummy again. James gulped. "I'm really beat. I guess I should get to bed." "Y-yeah. Me too." "Jamie, can I sleep with you, tonight?" Angelina asked. James' heart raced. "You want to sleep with me? On the same bed?" "Yes silly!" Angelina teased. "Well I-I guess so, yes." Angelina headed to his room and turned to look at her brother once again. "I'm going to bed already. You coming or what?" James tried hard to keep himself calm. "I'm right behind you sis." Once in her brother's bedroom, Angelina pulled the covers off the bed and jumped in making herself comfortable. James stood and laughed. "Hog up the sheets why don't you." "Oh come on, it's not everyday that I get to spend the night with you." James scoffed and climbed into bed with his sister. She let him have some of the covers. They both got comfy in the bed and James turned off the lamp next to him. The darkness of the room didn't frighten Angelina. She knew her big brother was there to protect her. She nestled her body close to his. James wrapped his arm around his sister's waist as her butt pressed against his cock. He moved back slightly to avoid getting a hard on, but Angelina moved close to him again. Her warmth, her smell, sexy body close to him was too much. James shifted his body away again turning on the lamp. Angelina turned to face her brother. "What's wrong Jamie?" James ran his fingers through his hair and sighed. "Nothing, it's just that... well... you are getting too close to me sis." Angelina blushed. "Does that bother you? I didn't think it would." "Well it doesn't really bother me, but I think almost any human on Earth would get a bit... excited with you being so close to them like you were with me." Angelina moved closer to him. "But you and I are brother and sister. I mean it should be ok for us to snuggle against each other right?" "It should but..." "But what? You know it's been a long time since I was held in bed. Billy Bob was the last man I had in my bed and he never wanted to hold me." James looked surprised. "Really?" "Yup. He would just fall asleep and snore loudly. I hate that." James knew he was making a big deal out of nothing. He and Angelina shared a special brother and sister love, nothing else. "You're right. I'm overreacting sis. Let's go back to bed." Angelina was satisfied. James turned off the lights and once again she snuggled next to him. His warm, strong body felt so good against hers. She turned her head for a brief moment and kissed his lips softly. James fought hard to keep his cock from hardening. "What was that for?" He asked. She giggled. "Goodnight kiss. What else?" James laughed nervously. "I knew that. Night sis." The both fell fast asleep in each other's arms. * * * James woke up the next morning shifting his body, pressing it tighter against the warm body next to him. He moved very slowly enjoying the small pleasure his cock was feeling. Suddenly he opened his eyes and realized he was in bed with his sister. He gasped and quickly pulled back. Angelina slowly turned over and smiled. "Well good morning." James felt his face turn beet red. His morning wood was throbbing. "M-morning. How did you sleep?" Angelina looked as if she were in a daze. "I slept so good. I haven't slept that good in a long time!" "I'm glad sis. Listen Myra should be here in a while to make us breakfast." Angelina raised a brow. "Myra? Is she a slutty maid?" James laughed. "No. She's 54 years old and a very good maid." "I see. I'm glad you didn't hire one of those trampy maids." "I would never." "Good." She winked at her brother and got up. James watched his sister stretch her lovely body. His eyes devoured every beautiful curve she had in those few seconds. I'm gonna go wash up." "Ok then. I'm going to lay here for a while." Angelina left the room and James quickly took his big hard cock out of his boxer shorts. He gripped it tightly with his hand and began to beat his meat. He'd never been hornier in his entire life! He knew it wouldn't belong before he would cum. He could still remember the feel of his sister's body pressed tightly against him. "Oooh fuck!" He moaned as he jerked off. It began to get hot under the covers so James kicked them off and continued to masturbate. Thoughts of Angelina whirled in his mind. The quick mouth kisses they shared were incredibly hot, especially the ones that lasted over 3 seconds. James felt his balls swell up full of his cum ready to shoot out. "I got time, I have time to cum and she will never know," he said to himself. His cock twitched in his hand, he knew he was going to explode. "Hey Jaime-" Angelina burst through the door as her brother shot out his cum. James tried to control himself but it was too late! Hot spurts of cum were shooting out of his cock violently as his sister watched with wide eyes. He couldn't stop if he wanted. Angelina felt paralyzed. She knew she should keep looking but she did. It was as if her brother's huge cock was hypnotizing her. Long ropes of cum shot out on his chest and the last shots landed on his belly. Their eyes met and Angelina quickly closed the door tried to catch her breath. James groaned feeling the sticky cum all over his hands and body. "Shit! You really fucked things up! She needs your help and you go acting like a dog in heat." James scolded himself. He grabbed some tissue on the nightstand and wiped himself off. He feared going outside to face his sister. * * * Angelina's heart raced as she stood outside the hallway. She leaned up against the wall. Images of her brother's big cock kept coming back to her. It was so big, so hard, she longed to touch it. She kept envisioning his cum shooting out from his cock and only wished he could explode that way inside of her. She decided to go on to the kitchen following the delicious aroma of home cooked breakfast. She saw the maid in the kitchen happily cooking. "Hello," Angelina said stepping into the kitchen. Myra, the maid blushed. "Good morning Ms. Jolie. Wow it's such an honor to meet you." Angelina shook Myra's hand. "Nice to meet you too. So you're the one who usually cooks for my brother?" Myra smiled. "Actually I just started this job a few months ago." "I see. Well everything smells great." "Have a seat Ms. Jolie, I'll serve your breakfast." Angelina took a seat and Myra began to pile her plate up with delicious food. She heard footsteps and she quickly froze. She knew it was her brother. "Good morning Myra." "Hello Mr. Haven, I just met your lovely sister." James stood by the table for a moment. He realized Angelina did not want to look him in the eye. He felt so awful for having had his sister catch him jerking off. "Hey sis," he finally said quietly. Angelina slowly turned to face him. She knew her face was red. "Hey," she responded shyly. James took a seat next to her and nervously grabbed the morning paper that was nicely stacked on the table. Angelina stared at her brother noticing he too looked uneasy. "Here you go Ms. Jolie," Myra announced setting Angelina's plate down. Angelina looked at her plate, which consisted of scrambled eggs, French toast, sausage links and a side bowl of fruit. Myra poured a big glass of orange juice for Angelina as well as a cup of coffee. "You want the same thing Mr. Haven?" Myra asked. James looked up. "Not really. Just some coffee and toast." "You should eat better," Angelina said softly. James smiled shyly. "I know but I'm not that hungry." "Don't worry about earlier. It's ok," Angelina said placing her hand over her brother's. James' heart raced. Just the slight touch of her soft hand was making him hard again. "Thanks. I'm sorry about that." Angelina shrugged. "Let's forget about it." "How can I forget about something like that?" James asked himself. * * * After breakfast, Angelina went and stood by the window, which had a view of her brother's beautiful garden. She stared at the bright flowers and wished she could step outside for one minute to touch them. "You like the flowers don't you sis?" James asked. Angelina jumped up, startled by her brother's voice. "Yes. They are so pretty." James smiled and opened the sliding door. He stepped outside and pulled a few flowers out. He came back with three roses, red, yellow, and pink. Angelina's heart melted. "Here you go sis," James said handing her the flowers. "Aww Jaime that's so sweet!" She took the flowers in her hands and smelled them. "I got you the three colors. The yellow is for friendship; the pink is to show you how pretty you are, and the red is..." Angelina waited. "The red is for..." "Yes?" James took a deep breath. "The red is for how much I love you." Angelina stood speechless. She wasn't sure if he meant love in a brother and sister way or more. She threw her arms around her brother and planted a soft kiss on his lips. James put his arms around his sister's tiny waist and kissed her back. Their lips pressed hard against each other for a few seconds. James thought he'd cum right then and there when he felt his sister slowly part her lips. He followed her lead and parted his lips as well. Angelina's tongue slid into her brother's mouth and the siblings began to share a long wet kiss. James' toes curled and he felt as if his heart would burst out of his chest. Angelina loved the feel of her brother's lips pressed against hers. He was a damn good kisser. His hands slid up and down her back while she pressed her body against his. It was a moment of passion, romance and love. A moment, neither sibling could forget. In the midst of their kiss, the siblings forgot where they were until they heard Myra's voice. "Ahem!" She cleared her throat. Angelina quickly pulled away from her brother and James took a deep breath hoping Myra would not see his hard on. "Sorry to... interrupt, but there is a police officer on the line wanting to speak with you Ms. Jolie." Myra said handing Angelina the cordless phone. Angelina's face was flushed. "Uh y-yes of course." She put her flowers down and grabbed the phone. James paced back and forth next to his sister hoping the police had some good news. "Hello?" Angelina's voice was shaky. "Oh? Oh my God! Yes! I can go. Oh thank you so much!" She hung up the phone and looked at her brother. "Jaime, they caught my stalker! The caught him!" James felt his heart flutter and rushed to throw his arms around his sister. Finally she was safe. "I'm so glad baby. I'm so glad." He stared into her face and saw she was crying. She looked so relived. "I need to go sign some papers because this is going to court. I have to show all the threatening letters I received from him, as well as the recorded phone calls." "You want me to go with you?" He asked wiping her tears. She smiled. "Yes. Would you?" "I'd be happy to." "I'm going to need you there to hold my hand." "I'll be there sis." He kissed her forehead and held her in his arms once again. The siblings headed to court that afternoon. Angelina had so much proof that the man that was on the bench was her stalker. He was going to be put away for a long time and finally Angelina was free. * * * Angelina and James got home later on that evening. They had dinner at a small romantic restaurant just before getting home. James put his car keys down on the coffee table and Angelina took off her jacket and laid it on the couch. "What a day," Angelina finally spoke. James nodded. They stood only inches away from each other. The lights were dim and James was nervous. "Yeah tell me about it. I'm just glad you are safe now. I don't know what I would have done if anything ever happened to you." Angelina smiled and hugged her brother. "Thank you for everything. You don't know how much I appreciate it. You took time from your busy schedule to make sure I was safe." "I would do it again too," James responded. She reached up and kissed his cheek and then gave him a peck on the lips. James wanted to kiss her lips again but realized it was wrong. He quickly pulled away before Angelina could do anything else. She stared at her brother, puzzlingly. "Jamie you ok?" "I'm fine. I'm just tired. I'm going to take a shower and then head off to bed." "Yeah I guess I'm tired too. I could use a long warm bath." "Feel free to use the other bathroom. Has a huge bathtub." "Only if you join me," Angelina thought to herself. "Sounds great," she said out loud. "I got different bath scents that you can use for your bath," James told his sister. "What do you suggest?" Angelina asked. "Hmm... jasmine is nice or even vanilla." Angelina smiled. "I'll surprise you with the scent then." James nodded and watched her leave to the room to get her clothes and head off to take a warm bath. He wanted to go join her, but instead he went to take his shower, alone. * * * After his shower, James went to his bedroom and since the night was chilly, he slipped on a pair of flannel pajama pants and a white t-shirt. He went through his voicemail messages to see who had called. Afterwards, he turned on the TV to watch the late night news. He was almost dozing off when he heard his sister's footsteps. James dropped the TV remote when he saw his sister step into the room wearing nothing but a towel. Her long black hair hung loose and wet. Her pouty lips slowly formed a sexy smile as she closed the door behind her. "D-did you have a nice bath?" James stuttered. She nodded and walked closer to him. James lay in his bed looking up at his beautiful sister. He saw her hands slowly begin tugging at the towel that was wrapped around her body. Stop Angie, please stop. Don't tempt me James said silently. She didn't stop. She did one quick tug on the towel and it quickly fell to the floor. James gasped and his cock grew hard within seconds. He looked at his sister's naked body. She was so perfect. Her beautiful breasts were just the right size and her dark pink nipples were erect. He stared down her body devouring the sight of her beauty. Her flat tummy her creamy thighs and then her shaved pussy. "Oh my God," James whispered. Angelina grabbed the remote that he dropped and turned off the TV. "I was thinking Jamie, can I sleep with you again tonight?" James felt his face turn red. "B-but you're not wearing any clothes." "Hmmm you don't catch on very quick do you bro?" She teased and climbed on top of him. James couldn't move. He was completely mesmerized by his lovely sister. "Are you sure about this? I don't want you to do this in such a vulnerable state." She nodded. "Don't say that. Don't you know that I've been in love with you for... oh God ever since I can remember. I love you." Her words so sweet, made his heart melt. He reached up to touch her face and damp hair. "I love you too. With all of my heart." "Then show me how much you love me. You know I can still feel your kiss from earlier this morning. I want to kiss you some more Jamie." She leaned down and planted a kiss on James' lips. James kissed his sister back passionately. Their tongues caressed against one another's slowly. James heard her moaning into his kiss. "Oooh I love kissing you. I want to make love to you," Angelina cooed as she broke their kiss. "Let's make love baby. I've dreamt about this for so long." She smiled wickedly. "Why didn't you tell me? We could have been doing this a long time ago you know." James blushed and stared at his sister as she began to pull his t-shirt up. "Take this off." James raised his body off and quickly took off his t-shirt. Angelina kissed him hard and then moved down to his neck. He could feel her lips showering him with sweet kisses from his neck down to his chest. She ran her tongue slowly down his love trail. James' cock was pitching a tent in his pajamas. Angelina ran her hand over her brother's cock feeling it throbbing over the flannel material. "Mmm I can tell you're so big. I loved watching you cum all over your hand. That was so hot!" She whispered as she looked into his eyes. James couldn't help but moan at his sister's touch. He felt her reach in and pull his hard cock out of his pajamas. She held it in her hand and stared at it, amazed by his size and width. "Oooh Jamie, you are everything I expected and more." James blushed. Her hand stroked his cock slowly up and down feeling his cock veins throbbing each time. She moved her body lower and slowly ran her tongue up and down his cock as if she were licking a lollipop. "Hmmgghh!" James moaned. She continued licking his cock. She placed her lips on the tip of his cock and pressed her lips on it. She could feel his warm precum trickling down to the corner of her lips. His taste was incredible. She released her lips from his cock and licked the gooey precum from her lips. "You taste good too. I knew you would." "Put it in your mouth baby," James begged. Angelina smiled and grabbed her brother's cock. She parted her lips and inserted her brother's dick in her mouth. Moving her thick luscious lips up and down her brother's cock, she stared up at him. James squirmed on the bed never having felt such a hot warm mouth like his sisters. She looked so beautiful sucking him. "Ahhh yes! Like that baby, keep doing that!" James groaned. Angelina loved the look on her brother's face as she sucked him off. His moans filled the room along with the sound of her lips sucking on his cock. She moved her hands down gently squeezing on his balls. James bit his lower lip trying to contain himself from cumming but he knew it was too late. His entire body tensed up and his cock twitched. A big load of cum shot out of his cock and into his sister's mouth. He watched her keep his cock in her mouth swallowing his seed. Angelina's mouth was filled with her brother's warm salty cum. She let the gooey liquid stay in her mouth for a few seconds to taste him. Slowly the cum oozed down her throat and into her belly. James felt relaxed and took a deep breath. He saw his sister slowly take his cock out of her mouth and wipe the corner of her mouth with her tongue. She crawled up to him kissing her way up until her lips met with his. He could taste himself in her mouth as they kissed. "That was... Oh sis that was so amazing!" James cried out looking into his sister's eyes. "You taste so good. I could drink you up every night." James felt his cock harden again. Angelina felt something hard against her leg and turned to see her brother's cock was hard once again. She looked at him and raised a brow. "Hmm, I see you want more don't you?" James nodded. "I do. I want to be inside of you. I want us to make love." Angelina slid her body down again and grabbed his cock in her hand. She straddled him and began to slide her pussy on his cock. James gasped. "Oh fuck!" "I've wanted to do this for a long time. I'm going to make love to you bro," Angelina said softly. Her pussy swallowed up his cock nicely. She started to move his hips slowly getting used to his size. James placed his hands on her waist as she began to ride his cock. Her pussy felt incredible sliding up and down his cock. His hands reached up for her breasts. He squeezed them while he played with her nipples. Angelina tossed her head back and moaned loudly. "Your cock! Ooh your cock f-feels so good in me!" Angelina purred. "You're so beautiful sis. I love you so much," James whispered. Angelina leaned down and kissed her brother while she kept fucking his cock. They kissed passionately. James continued to touch his sister cupping her buttocks in his hands and feeling her body move up and down. "Jamie, I think I'm going to cum soon. You're so deep inside of me!" Angelina said breathlessly. "I want to feel you cum. I want your juices all over my cock." Angelina moaned and began to slow down. James knew he had to give her an orgasm. He held on to her waist and moved his hip up and down, ramming his cock in and out of her pussy. Angelina was still for a moment feeling her brother fuck her from underneath. She felt her entire body on fire and suddenly she screamed as she climaxed. "Ooh Jamie! I'm c-cumming! Ugghhhhhhh!" She cried out. James could feel her body shaking and her warm juices oozing all over his cock. He continued pumping her until she finished shaking. Then for a moment, they both stayed still staring at each other. Angelina could feel her brother's cock throbbing inside of her. She wanted to finish him off and have him cum inside of her. "I love you," she said to him. "I love you," he replied touching her face. She then began to move her body again, sliding her pussy up and down his cock once again. James grabbed her breasts and moaned. His cock kept twitching and he knew it would not be long before he came once again. "Cum in me Jamie. Let me feel you explode inside of my pussy," Angelina begged. "I'm going to cum sis. Oh god! Feel my cum! Take my cum!" James panted and blasted his cum inside of his sister's pussy. Angelina's heart fluttered. Finally she was able to take her brother's cum. The one and only man she'd ever truly love. She could feel long ropes of his cum shooting inside of her and filling her up. James thought he'd never finish cumming but finally when the last cum drop shot out he was able to exhale. Angelina stayed on his cock for a few more minutes until she felt him grow soft. She slid got off him and lay next to him. He put his arm around her and she snuggled close to him. "Wow!" She finally spoke. "Yeah tell me about it. Oh my goodness. That was just so incredible!" She looked up at him and kissed his lips. "I couldn't have shared this with anyone more wonderful than you. You mean everything to me." "You are the world to me dear sister of mine." She giggled and sat up. She cupped his face and looked deep into his eyes. "Oh but I'm not just your sister anymore." He smiled. "I know that. You are my sister, my lover, my everything." She caressed his face and kissed his lips. * * * The next morning the siblings woke up in each other's arms and had another love making session. It was Angelina's last day at her brother's house. She had to get ready to go start her new movie. She had finished packing that early afternoon and James came into the room with a sad face. "Jamie, please don't be sad. I promise to come back again." "I know baby, but I'm going to miss you so much." Angelina threw her arms around her brother and they held each other for what seemed to be forever. "Look I promise once I finish doing this movie I will come back to be with you." "You better," he said sweetly holding her hand. "I will. After all this is my secret hiding place. A place where only you and I share secrets and each other." He kissed her one last time before she left. As he watched her leave he smiled and knew she'd be back again, and he'd be waiting with open arms.

You Can Really Explore In The Woods...Well If You Look Hard Enough

Jamie_James_1972 on Forced Stories

My friend Jason and I were wondering though the woods and we were talking about how he forced his wife to fuck him and all of his friends every night. He asked me if I had ever raped anyone.
"No." I replied. "I haven't been getting any sex lately. Not after "she" left me." I started to wollow in self pitty again.

"Okay, dude. You have to get over it." It's done and over with. She just a little bitch who fucked you over just like a ton of other fucking bitches."
"Do you hear that? It sounds like Ally."
"Okay. That's crazy you hear hear every where you go.

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" Jason yelled walking on.
"Jason!" I yelled in a whispering voice and running after him. Listen quietly."

"I can't believe you did that, Al." said Al's twin sister Jessica.
"Yeah, I kinda feel bad for that loser."
"Sam just wanted sex and that's it. Right?"
"Yeah. But it's all good. He didn't get shit from me. Now I know why he wanted to have sex so badly. Girls weren't desperate enough to go out with him and fuck him." Ally said laughing with Jess.

Jason was pissed off. I could see it in his eyes. He ran out to Ally and Jess and he slapped them both. They started screaming.

"How dare you fucking bitch fuck him over like that." Ally picked herself off the ground and slapped him back. She tried a second time but he grabbed her arm before she could slap him and kneed her in the stomach and pushed her to the ground. She was crying.
"How dare you! I'm pregnant by him!"
"You lying little bitch! yelled Jason running and pinnig Ally to the ground she she couldn't move.
I ran out and and pinned Jess to the ground. "Hey there, cuties." I said to these two blonde beauties. "We going to show you how to treat a man." I yelled at them.

Jason and I picked them up and brought them back to his van where he had places to ties both of them down. After we tied them down tight we blind folded them and put gags in their mouths. We left the van for a moment so we could call 8 of our other friends to meet us back at Jason's house when we were finshed here with the two blonde bitches.

We walked over to the girls and ripped off their cloths. They were both crying and wimpering. I took Ally and Jason took Jess.

I started sticking my fingers up her one by one. She was still tight as ever. Finally I was able to get her wet and I painfully shoved the rest of my hand up her. She was trying to squirm and scream but she couldn't. I smiled. and fisted her a couple of times and I climbed on top of her and started licking and bitting her nipples and tits.

Meanwhile Jason was having the time of his life with Jess. He has never had a vigin before. He thought he should streach her out for the other guys back at the house who were much bigger and stronger then us. He shoved his dick in her pussy and started pumping away. He attempted screams made him start going faster and faster. Soon after he came. He reached down and he got some of his cum on his hands and he wiped it in her hair.

I finally got Ally's nipples to perk up. I thrusted myslef up and waited for a minute to catch Ally off gaurd so she thought I would have left her alone. I slammed down and into her. She was going crazy. I was pummping just that hard until I finally came. She was turning her head wimpering. I knew there was one place she told me that she had a dick before and she was in so much pain and she beld for days after...he ass. I thrusted up again and waited for a minute and this time I had slammed into her ass. She was going insane. Thrusting up her hips, constanting turning her head, trying to scream, and crying. I fucked her tiny ass like a angered and wild lion. I contuined to fuck her ass until I came 5 times.

I finally pulled out and I said to Jason "Do you wanna head back to the house now?"
"Yeah, bro. Well what do you know a couple of pissed off brothers fucking a couple of fucking bitches." He laughed and got into the drivers seat of the car.

I got out and I turned around to looked at the suffering battered Jess and Ally. "You think it's over bitches. Well think again. It's far from it. You have way more fuckings comming to you bitches. But not from us. From our friends who are a hell of a lot bigger then us." I slammed the van door and got into the car and we drove off for the house.

Christmas Carolers

AkonMyrkez on Taboo Stories

Mr. Albert Gunter was a 45 year old writer. He owned a vast estate and he was very well regarded in the small community of Repnaw. He had never married. However, he traveled a lot. His fortune was mostly inherited and in spite of it, Mr. Gunter’s existence was generally lonely. He lived all by himself in an immense mansion at the edge of town. It was now Christmas and, as usual, Mr. Gunter did not have any guests. He stayed in nearly complete darkness, in front of the fireplace. He silently watched the six-feet-tall Christmas tree while he drank his single-malt scotch in silence. Onto his face there was an inexplicable smirk, as if, for no reason, this was his favorite time of year. Mr. Gunter stayed there, resting in his leather-made comfortable armchair. The doorbell rang. In a co
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mplete lack of surprise, the man got on his feet and he headed for the door. He opened it and, with great satisfaction, he discovered two young girls. Their beautiful, peaceful voices almost rose to the heavens as they started singing together: “Silent night, holy night ...” Mr. Gunter just stayed there for a moment, listening to the two teenage age voice, with his eyes wrapped in joyful tears, on the verge of crying. He then invited them inside and waited for them to finish caroling. Fresh winter coldness seemed to flow out of the girl’s skin and hair. After they finished, Mr. Gunter, with great contentment, brought all kinds of sweets and treats for the girls, who were already giggling at their site. The girls thanked him and wished him a merry Christmas. He asked their names. They both innocently answered as the man insatiably stared at them. The one called Jenna had straight, shiny blonde hair, bunched to the back of her head with an amber barrette. Her large eyes were watery blue. Underneath her zipped down jacket she wore a grey sweater that gave away her large loose breasts, bouncing in a bra. Her body was voluptuous, generously curved allover. Jenna had tight, black jeans that fitted her perfectly and low-heels shoes. Her friend, Tiffany, was another kind of cutie. She had long, curly, black hair, falling over her shoulders. She wore a white fur cap, shining still with snow. Tiffany’s body was slimmer, more hour-glass-shaped, proof that she was usually working out. Her tits, resembling two adorable apples, weren’t as big as Jenna’s, but they stood up perkily. Her eyes were blacker than the night, yet they sparkled like a thousand stars. She had a red jacket, a sweater, blue jeans and white sneakers. Mr. Gunter told Jenna and Tiffany that he had no one to share his Christmas gifts with and he asked them to stay for just another moment, for just another Christmas carol. The girls agreed and they thankfully followed the man in his warm living room. They resumed their heavenly signing in front of the Christmas tree, while the man brought two glasses of red wine for them. Jenna and Tiffany drank up the wine and suddenly they felt a rush of heat racing in their bodies. They thanked Mr. Gunter for welcoming them and for being so nice to them. He replied that it was no trouble at all and that the pleasure was entirely on his behalf... Or, at least, it was going to be... The chubby blonde and the slender brunette began feeling more and more light-headed. They politely asked Mr. Gunter if they could sit down for a second, while their dizziness wore off. The host agreed and directed them to a big black leather couch. Most obviously, the effect the girls were experiencing was not caused by the wine as much as it was caused by the methamphetamines with which it was mixed. Jenna and Tiffany drifted in a state of drowsiness, although they didn’t actually fall asleep. They were disoriented, unable to think straight; they did nothing but sit there, beautiful and vulnerable, inaudibly giggling as the state of excitement took over them. The host sat between the girls and but his arms around the two of them – they seemed so delicate and so small compared to the strong, tall figure of Mr. Gunter. He started kissing their cheeks and their lips. Jenna and Tiffany didn’t seem to mind and they didn’t seem to realize. However, an expression of pleasure shone from their angelic faces. The man began touching their breasts through their clothing and seriously kissing them on their soft mouths. Both teenagers responded to the kissing, mostly out of reflex. They wrapped their kittenish tongues around the man’s. He was kissing them one at the time. Then he told Jenna to undress. At first, she didn’t understand, but eventually she dispensed of all her clothing. Afterwards she was ordered to get on her knees; the host freed his huge cock from his pants and guided the blonde to give him a blowjob, pulling her now undid hair and pushing her head. Meanwhile, he continued kissing Tiffany as he was greedily grasping on her naked breasts. As she deep-throated, taking all the man’s shaft in her mouth, Jenna started gagging. Consequently, Mr. Gunter seized her hair and thus made her stop and stand on the couch. He got up, in order to take Tiffany’s clothes off completely. The girls started kissing and playing with each other as the drug aroused them and made them crave for touch and physical affection. The man got his cock in-between Jenna’s huge breasts, pressed them against each other, and he started pumping his shaft. The pleasure of perversion was one of the few Mr. Gunter had in life. The girl seemed to enjoy the sensation of this twisted game, as she moaned constantly and didn’t stop making out with her friend, who was now fingering and fondling herself. When the man got bored of rubbing his cock against Jenna’s delicious tits, he once again grabbed her by the hair and had her eating Tiffany’s cunt. He placed himself behind the blonde and he immediately started pounding away in her pussy. Unfortunately for Mr. Gunter, the girl was not a virgin – actually she was quite wide. He never slowed down – he just went faster and faster. The big-boobed teen would have screamed, but she had her face buried in her friend’s shaved pussy. The host took a hold of Jenna’s throbbing breasts, fondling her erect nipples – this, combined with the sensation of being entirely filled by Mr. Gunter’s member pushed the blonde cutie over the edge and made her orgasm. Her pussy clenched on the man’s cock. He didn’t stop fucking Jenna, but he knew he was going to cum soon. He withdrew from the teen’s vagina, he jerked his cock against her pussy lips a few times then he forced the blonde in Tiffany’s arms. Mr. Gunter began ejaculating, covering both girls in semen; he shot his load on Tiffany’s tits and stomach and on Jenna’s face, mouth and hair. Of course, the girls were still too sedated to realize what had just happened to them. They embraced each other closely, and they seemed to fall asleep, drenched in white goo. Mr. Gunter sat on a chair in front of the girls and he watched them with great satisfaction. He was proud of them, he was proud of his work... He loved Christmas – but this Christmas was far from over. After about 15 minutes, Mr. Gunter went over to the girls. His attention was now focused on Tiffany, the beautiful brunette. She reminded of someone very dear to him – he dared not think of her name. This was why he had plans, big plans for Tiffany. He started by stroking her pussy, until she let out a silent moan. He them kissed her with great lust as he jammed his finger in her pussy. To his great surprise, her hymen resisted the assault. The host got a towel and wiped the semen off the brunette’s frail body. He pulled her near him, letting Jenna hugging herself on the other side of the couch. The host got on his knees and he tasted Tiffany’s innocent pussy. Its scent and its exquisite flavor were maddening. Mr. Gunter wanted this to be something different, to be something special. He kept on wrapping his tongue around her clit, while he went deeper and deeper with his blunt, thick finger. However, he didn’t want to take the girl’s cherry in such a way – he was only preparing her. Her pussy was already dripping wet with its own juices and with Mr. Gunter’s spit. He got his second finger in the teen’s love hole. She sighed louder and louder and she began unconsciously playing with her breasts. Mr. Gunter wouldn’t stop until his guest had an orgasm. And so she did – she started shrieking and her body shook in overflowing excitement. The sweet juices out of her pussy flooded the man’s mouth, to his obscene delight. Tiffany was all sweaty and this made her even sexier, in a defenseless kind of way. Her curly dark hair was sticking to her skin, in an exciting trashy manner. But the man still didn’t want to stop and he kept on licking Tiffany’s pussy. In less than a minute she climaxed again... and again. Finally, Mr. Gunter was satisfied with the pleasure he induced in the young body. He got up and kissed Tiffany, giving her the chance to taste her own fluids. It was time ... The man placed his shaft over the girl’s awash pussy, which was almost asking for something to take away its emptiness. The dick was slowly sinking between the teen’s legs, until it reached the barrier of virginity. Gunter had to push somewhat harder in order to go further and as he did, Tiffany let out a short scream on pain that soon melted into endless pleasure. Although she was barely conscious, the cute brunette was repeatedly rippled by waves of pleasure and ecstasy. The pleasure Gunter was feeling was beyond sex – it was that unique sensation of taking something that can only be given once – innocence. The host started moving in and out faster, enjoying both the girl’s tightness and her moans of delight, physical fulfillment. It wasn’t long until Tiffany had another orgasm – a different kind, originating from deep inside. Mr. Gunter didn’t want to cum inside of her vagina, so he pulled back. He left the room and soon he was back with some lubricant. He spread Tiffany’s legs apart and he massaged her anus with the greasy substance. Her nipples got even harder, as the tickle made her quiver. The man managed to get one of his fingers inside the girl’s butt-hole. He slid it in and out, and then he twisted it. Finally, after he jammed his second finger, Mr. Gunter set the azimuth of his cock, he oiled it, and he started pushing in the girl’s ass. At first, he was unable to penetrate the clenched orifice, but his hard cock dug its way inside. The girl breathed quickly and intensely, until the rush of pleasure took her over. The man started going faster and deeper, grabbing Tiffany’s breasts. She soon had another mind-blowing orgasm and her ass clasped around Gunter’s already throbbing cock, almost engorging it. He tried pulling out in time, but he fiercely shot his enormous load up the girl’s bowels. She cried out as the member pulsated in her butt, widening her to the max. The man withdrew slowly, as his dick softened. The cum started trickling from Tiffany’s ass-crack; this turned on Mr. Gunter and he made Jenna get on her knees and lick his sperm from between the brunette’s butt-cheeks. Mr. Gunter got the girls cleaned up and dressed and he let them rest on the couch, until they could regain awareness. He sat on his armchair and watched them silently and innocently slipping into the dream world. They slept for almost two hours. When they woke up, they didn’t remember much – only that they drank the wine and that they had a nap on the couch. Mr. Gunter thanked them for making him feel the Christmas spirit. The girls left. They both felt some strange things (a sore between their legs, a weird taste in their mouths), but neither of them said anything about it – maybe they didn’t think it was important, maybe they just felt too embarrassed. They went to a couple of more houses, them they returned to their homes, happy with the Christmas evening they had.

Dinner and a Movie

thejoker2785 on Teen Stories

First off there are some things you must know about me.  I wouldn’t say I am the handsomest 21 around but I am good looking.  I’ve lived in this certain complex for just about a year and have become know as the “Video Store”, on account of the fact that I have a grand DVD collection and am known to lend them out from time to time. 

On this warm August morning I noticed that I was getting some new neighbors, well, not next door neighbors b

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ut close enough.  It was a fairly attractive mother and her stunning daughter.  Unfortunately the daughter looked like she was barely into her teens.  Well, now the kind caring neighbor that I am I walked over and introduced myself.  I exchanged pleasantries with both mother and daughter erstwhile shaking both of their hands and smiling.  I offered to help them move their possessions and they gladly accepted.  It didn’t take long to help them with their boxes and when they thanked me I extended and invitation to a dinner at my place.  And to my chagrin they accepted.

At about a Mary and her daughter Sherri arrived at my door, looking like they had both just showered.  I welcomed them in and ushered them to a table with what must have looked like a feast.  They plopped themselves down and I offered Mary a glass of Chardonnay and a soda to Sherri.  Mary accepted and Sherri glanced at her mother and Mary asked timidly, “Would it be alright if Sherri has a glass to?”  I got another glass out and filled it just like I did her mothers.  Setting a glass in front of both Mary and Sherri rewarded me with a smile form each and an innocent “Thank you” from Sherri.  They finished their dinners quickly and I finished not 5 minutes after.  After I bussed the plates I filled each of their glasses as well as mine.  They each said, “Thank you”, and sipped in unison.  I began asking them questions about themselves.  “Well, I just got a divorce from Sherri’s father.”  Mary stated.  And Sherri said that she will be starting High School in September, and plans to joining the cheer squad soon thereafter.  “So, your 14?” I asked.  And my question was met with an affirmative answer.  God, I felt dirty looking at her the way I was, but who can help, her 5 foot 1 inch frame and possible B cup sized tits just made me think dirty thoughts, and what made it worse was what she probably couldn’t have found a tighter outfit to wear. 

I asked each of them if there is anything else they desired.  That question got a raised eyebrow from young Sherri and a “You couldn’t possibly do anything else for us this evening.  Thank you” from Mary.  “Well, you’re both very welcome.  Would either of you like to stay a little while longer and watch a movie?”  “I’m sorry Tom, but it’s getting late and I’m very tired with all the moving, rain check?” Mary said.  “I absolutely understand, and I’ll hold it to ya.”  Sherri looked at her mother and mouthed the words please.  Mary nodded her head and Sherri smiled.  “I’m gonna go change and I’ll be right back, ok?”  “Sure, I’ll leave the door open for you.”

About 10 minutes later Sherri emerged through my door in a pair of short shorts and an oversized sweatshirt.  She shut the door behind her and locked it.  Then she removed her sweatshirt to reveal a tight thin/see-through white wife beater.  Underneath the skimpy top I could see her nipples were hard.  I walked over to my DVD collection and asked her what she wanted to watch.  I rattled off a few movie titles and she said no to all of them.  Then she said, “Come on Tom.  A good looking guy like you have gotta have some porn around here.” To which I replied, “Excuse me?”  Then she gave me a naughty smile.  “Ok, maybe I have one lying around somewhere.”  As a matter of fact I had quite a few lying around.  I got one out and put it in the DVD player and started it up. 

Sherri set herself down on the couch and I sat next to her.  I put my arm around the back of the couch which also happened to be behind her.  She cozied up next to me and almost instantly I could fell my cock pressing against my pants, pitching a tent.  Sherri noticed it and said, “OOO, enjoying the movie a little too much, are we?”  “That’s not from the movie.”  She put her hand on the obvious lump over my crotch and looked up at me.  All the sudden she started to unzip my pants and at the same time kissed me.  She freed my 9 inch cock and in amazement at how large it felt broke out kiss to look at it.  “Very nice” she said as she started to stroke it and help it grow to its full potential.  Then Sherri removed her paper thin top to reveal her perfect B cup tits.  I helped her by removing her short shorts, exposing her young hairless pussy.  I was still seated on the couch when she dropped to her knees and finished removing my jeans and boxers.  After those were off she opened her mouth and practically swallowed the entire length of my cock.  I threw my head back in ecstasy and moaned as my cock hit the back of her throat and she gagged.  She pulled off to catch her breath and then she went right back at it.  Her head bobbing up and down along my shaft swirling her tongue around with every movement.  I began to think, she is so fucking skilled for a 14 year old.  And she must have been reading my thoughts because she pulled off and said “I’ve had some practice”. 

I stood her up and moved her hips over to my cock and started to ease her down on it.  As the head moved into her pussy she whimpered a little and gasped.  Just then I took a strong hold of her waist and drove her down the full length of my shaft and with that she screamed and I did as well.  “Goddamn, Sherri!  Fuck your tight!”  “And your fucking huge!”  She then leaned down and kissed me as she started to ride my cock up and down.  She broke out kiss yet again and let out a loud moan as she gripped the back of the couch to gain more leverage for riding me.  Her small tits bounced and jiggled as she rode me harder and harder.  She threw her head back and her long brown hair followed suit and I felt her pussy tighten even more as I felt her contract for what seemed like forever.  It took all my might not to blow my load in her young pussy.  I lifted her 90 pound body and set her on her back on the bed and spread her legs.  As I stood there looking at her gaping pussy her body quivering from one hell of an orgasm I rammed my cock in her fully stretched cunt making her scream more in ecstasy than pain.  She moved her hands down to her clit and started rubbing it and gyrating her pelvis.  I could feel the cum in my balls growing in massive amount.  I groaned and I couldn’t hold back anymore.  “Ugh, God I’m gonna cum!  Where do you want it?”  “My pussy, cum in my pussy!”  That was it, I just let it go, her tight young pussy was overflowing with cum.  I grabbed the empty wine glass next to me and held it under her pussy catching the over flow.  I pulled my cock out of her and my cum was flowing from her and right into the glass.  When it was about half full I pulled it from its place and handed her the glass.  “Bottoms up.”  She hesitated and then downed all the cum with a little bit dribbling down her chin, she took her index finger wiped the cum and licked her finger.  “Anymore?” Sherri asked.  “I might”, I retorted.  Just then I heard the door knob rattle and the front door shake.  Then Mary said, “Sherri!  Come out here now!”  Sherri grabbed the towel on the back of the chair next to the bad and wrapped it around her tight glistening little body and moved to the door.  She opened the door and Mary came in immediately…

 

To be continued…

 

You decide.  Let me know what you thought and maybe I’ll add another chapter, and if I do I promise that there will be more fucking than in this one…I’ve already got some ideas brainstorming.  Thanks for reading!!!

Erotic Cries

Mickey Pig Knuckles on Erotic Poems

Out of the bubble filled tub, candles glowing, wrapped in a towel,



drying your pretty brown hair



I was walking by, I caught a glimpse, Looking so beautiful,



I found myself stopping to stand and stare



I felt myself drifting off, to romancing you, clearly in my mind,



to a place where only lovers go



I feel my blood rushing hot, racing to my groin, making me want you,



as I quickl

TWO YOUNG GIRLS -TWO OLDER MEN - The final episode.

davidj on Group Stories

 David had fucked me, and fucked me beautifully - It was now Sues man Mikes turn to fuck me.

David and Sue stopped to watch us for a couple of minutes and then left. They saw him get on top of me and we fucked missionary style. We did it like that for a few minutes then he wanted doggy. When he felt for my tits and found none he went back to missionary, I think he wanted to pull my tits as he fucked me. I saw him look at my tits a couple of times while he was on top of me and as I had none they didn’t bounce like the girls who have then do – like I have watched on the porn sites. I cant wait for mine to grow so they do that – they look so good bouncing as he fucks you and I imagine they feel good too.


He just fucked me and wasn’t anywhere n

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ear as nice or as good as David and I lay there and let him do what he wanted. It just seemed he wanted to fuck me for the purpose of fucking me. He didn’t talk to me he just fucked me. He didn’t even look at my face – he seemed to only want to shove his cock in and out and I am sure he had no feelings for the way I felt. There was no finesse – it was just a fuck – as I have found out since - David really was the first man or as I call him a gentleman to treat me like a woman and not a slut.


I just lay there with Mike towering over me – just fucking me – I don’t think he was enjoying it and I certainly wasn’t. He just rammed his cock in and out I felt trying to make himself cum. I would have to ask Sue later what he was like with her. As he rammed it up me his cock was not as long or thick as Davids and it didn’t feel as good – possibly because my cunt was still getting over being fucked by David, it felt good and I thought my cunt was a bit sore from being stretched and fucked by Davids beautiful big cock and Mikes cock didn’t have the same sensation as Davids did and he wasn’t rubbing my clit with it like David did.


When he came he just grunted a few times and just kept fucking me until he had all the cum out. He couldn’t have cared less if I was close to cumming or wanted to cum at all. My cunt was just meat to fuck. I was nothing more than a cum bucket for him – I am so glad he had a condom on and I didn’t have his cum in me. After Mike came he just got out of me, slipped the condom off and put it in my hand and went back to the other room and had a shower. He had finished with me and that was that. I felt used and abused.


After a few minutes David came back to me and held me and hugged me and said I am sorry – I didn’t know he was going to do that. I said don’t worry he wasn’t anywhere near as nice or as good as you – “Prince Valliant.”  
David and I hugged each other – he towered over me but I have never enjoyed being hugged by a man – and a naked one ever before. My head only came to his chest. He was wonderful and I wanted to tell him I loved him, but I knew that would not be appreciated. He obviously enjoyed fucking me and that’s what I was there for, but he was far nicer than Mike was and gentle with me.


I had a shower with him and we had fun playing with each other as he soaped up my cunt and rubbed it for me and I did the same with his cock and balls. Then he towelled me off but he wanted to dry himself so I got dressed. I would have loved to have fucked him again but Sue and Mike were already dressed and waiting for us.


When we got into the car David and I cuddled on the back seat and Mike and Sue sat in the front and didn’t talk. When we got back to the milk bar I kissed David passionately and whispered in his ear - I loved every moment with you – then he gave me an envelope and I hopped out.


I never saw Mike give Sue anything – but I learned later he gave it to her at the motel.


Sue got $200.When I opened the envelope when I got home there was $500 and a note saying how much he enjoyed being with me and a mobile phone number. I didn’t tell Sue how much he gave me.


A few days later Sue and I were in the milk bar and I saw David walk past. I ran out. He said he wanted to see me again – would I.I said yes but I will ring you and he told me the best time to ring.


I smiled and said any time he wanted me I was available. Sue said he must have been looking for me.

rang him and said it would have to be few days time as I had my periods but I really wanted us to. He called me Princess again - and said anything I wanted  – I said I only wanted him. He said nothing. 

 


We met a few nights later – I waited until I was right over my period as I thought he might want to suck my cunt again and I wanted it to be clean. We couldn’t wait till we got to the motel – it was in the next town – we did it in the car we were both so randy and in need of each other. Somewhere there is a condom full of his cum on the road.


Once we got tot the motel we were just like lovers – kissing and feeling and fucking and sucking each other. While we were having sex I told him I loved him and he told me he loved me too. I didn’t think for one moment he did – it was like me - we loved being together fucking but there was no way we could be anything but fucking lovers. After that night I went with David many, many more times and he was my Knight in latex (condom) - my Prince Valliant, and I was his naked Princess. We always referred to each other like that and never by name. Every time was great and as good as the first time and the time after that as well. We were really getting very friendly and he told me every that time as he was cumming in me he loved me. I never got sore again after the first time – and I was really sore inside then for two days – his huge cock had bruised and stretched me a lot.
Sue didn’t have the same experience but Mikes cock wasn’t as big as Davids.


He gave me $500 every time we had sex – and we did everything we had done before – fucking and sucking each other and we were together often over four hours. I absolutely adored him and how he treated me. I soon got to enjoy kissing him as much as I did fucking him.


I worried at times when he held me and comforted me that he may have done the same thing to his daughters and thought about me at the same time. It was the way he held me and treated me – I knew he would never have done that if he didn’t really, really like me.


The problems started when he wanted to see me more and more frequently. We were meeting every week and a few times we did it twice in the week, we were doing it in his car as well.  I had told him I didn’t want money – I would do it for love but he gave me $200 each time. He said that way it was a business proposition and he felt much better if he did. I didn’t want it to end so I took it and said I would do anything he asked of me.  Even Sue said I should stop seeing him – if we got caught it would ruin him. Also the guy who owned the Motel also told him he would prefer we go somewhere else. David said he obviously had seen me and was worried about the fact I was so young. Then he asked me to stay overnight with him. I said I would and arranged for Sue to cover for me and say I was sleeping over at her place. We went to another town and got a motel there and stayed inside all the time and got food bought in. I never got dressed for two days, we were naked the whole time and I could not count the number of times we fucked and sucked each other off. David had worked out my period cycle and said I would be safe for about 10 days during which time we had the weekend together. I trusted him and let him cum inside me without a condom in me and fortunately I never fell pregnant – but I did worry for a while until my period arrived. I have never seen so much cum – I was always washing it out of my cunt or letting it run down my legs. David even sucked it out of me a few times when he gave me oral. I couldn’t believe it the first time he did it but he didn’t seem to mind and I liked him sucking my cunt any way he liked.
I believe I could have filled coke bottle with the cum I just sucked out of his cock. I absolutely adored sucking him and drinking his cum.


Sue didn’t see Mike after our first night – something happened and he didn’t want her or me again. I asked David if he would like to fuck Sue and he said no – he only wanted me, and he had me as often as he wanted – I could not say no to him.


I was really loving doing what we did together and I realised I was beginning to rely on him and while it was crazy – I believed I was falling in love with him. We were having sex for the love of it now . I wanted us to be together more and more – and I knew that was wrong. I was never happier than when we were in bed and enjoying something sexual together – we had done a lot together and he had taught me so much about having and enjoying sex in so many different ways, and having a lot of fun doing it. He himself said he had never had so much fun with his clothes off ever – I wondered about what he did with his wife as we never mentioned her after our first time together.


I decided it had to end – as much as I didn’t want it to. I loved being fucked by him and I started to think about us together more and more and he wanted us to fuck more often. We were finding it harder and harder to end each time we got together. We had started to tell each other how much we loved each other during sex. Both of us knew it was wrong but it was nice being told you were loved during sex. Two or three times after we had showered and got ready to go home – we couldn’t and did it again before we left.


Then one night I told him it had to end. I was beginning to feel like I wanted him to give me a baby – I was that much in love with him – or more precisely – his cock -  and the sex we had together and that was wrong – even at 15. (I had a birthday after we started fucking.)


That night we both fucked and cried the whole night while we fucked each other. Neither of us wanted it to end and we couldn’t make up our minds what the last thing we should do together should be. I asked him to fuck me without a condom for the last time – if I got pregnant then I would worry about it then –  I promised I would tell him and we would take it from there – but in my mind an abortion had to be the answer, but I never told him that. Fortunately I never had that decision to make.


I will never forget that man – I was really in love with a man who had a wife and two daughters, one my age, and loved and fucked me with the most wonderful penis I have ever experienced.  I was his truly, truly Princess.  I had taken money for sex from him and that was the only excuse I could make up to convince myself I couldn’t love him if he gave me money for sex. The fact I adored him and his cock was my biggest problem.
I cried for a week after it ended and my mother could not- and would not ever find out why.


Since then I have had quite a few men but none have ever been as memorable as David - my knight with his cock in a silver condom. Sex became an addiction for both Sue and I and we continued until we realised what we had gotten ourselves into – allowing ourselves to be picked up in bars for sex and money. We had a couple of scary nights and a few slaps because we both refused to do anal sex. We were finding some men behaved like animals and we were just their meat or cum buckets. We were fucked, paid and forgotten. Sue and I both said we would have to stop – but we just couldn’t do it – we both loved the thrill and the fun of being fucked. We even got to the stage we didn’t even think about who was doing it to us – we just wanted to cum or suck them off and get the money and go.


After a while we realised how slutty we were becoming and met with Loretta who said there are better ways. We became a lot more selective and Loretta the prostitute who now has her own escort agency is providing us with some men occasionally, even though we are still too young for legal sex. I have not spent more than $100 of the money I have been paid for sex and believe it or not I have a big five figure bank balance now. My mother would die if she ever knew what I was doing and how much money I had made from fucking and sucking mens cocks.
When I

 can - and I am old enough to go on my own - first class - I want to travel the world and meet and provide comfort to older men – not for love - but for money and life style – why not – its there for the taking. I am taking modelling lessons – not to model but to know how to impress men. Since Sue and I started we have had so much experience and now we can be very selective and only go with men who have money and know how to treat us as women  even though we are so very much younger. It is funny because if we date boys our own age we cannot believe how immature they are and hopeless fuckers.


I hope you have enjoyed my story –.

This is the final episode.

Mrs. Goodwin

ClarinetAndrew on Love Stories

While I was in junior high in the mid 1970's, the administration made the progressive move of making, on a trial basis, two of the ninth grade PE classes coeducational. One was to be taught by one of the boy’s PE coaches, and the other my one of the girl’s PE teachers.

The boy’s coaches were very selective in their choices for this project. They only picked the best behaved boys, not necessarily the best athletes. The girl’s coaches on the other hand seemed to pick any girl who volunteered. I was one of those boys chosen.

While we, my buddies and me, were waiting for the teachers to be announced we speculated and discussed who

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m we wanted to be our first female PE teacher. The favourite was Miss Rodgers, a young slender red head. The least preferred was Mrs. Cole, a fat, elderly woman who liked boys about as much as she liked slime mold, and girls only slightly better. Mrs. Cole wore her greying blonde hair in a short and severe hair style that screamed ‘Butch!’ In the end it was Mrs. Goodwin who was my first lady PE teacher.

This is the story of Mrs. Goodwin and me.

I got along well with Mrs. Goodwin from the start. I was well behaved with good manners. Mrs. Goodwin selected me to lead the group exercises that we did at the beginning of each class because I could bellow like a Drill Instructor. Also, I was entrusted with the running of little errands for Mrs. Goodwin, and that helped me get out of some of the more onerous games, like paddle tennis. Where Mrs. Goodwin and I really hit it off was with our enjoyment of running track. She had been on the track team when she was at university, and was glad to pass on some tips and pointers to me.

In those days the girl’s coaches wore baggy navy-blue walking shorts and light-blue polo shirts with the school logo on the left breast. Mrs. Goodwin herself was tall, with long legs. She wore her medium brown hair short, with no real attempt to make it stylish. Her face, arms and legs were well tanned. She was not what would be called ravishingly beautiful, with a long, somewhat angular, face, but wholesome looking. She a very sweet smile, and her light blue eyes that would sparkle when she did. One thing that I noticed early on was the surgery scare on her left knee. With all that said, I really liked Mrs. Goodwin, as a teacher and as a person.

The highlight of the year in PE was the yearly school track meet, and this year the highlight was to be a head-to-head contest of the 4x100 yard relay, Mr. Hannigan’s coed PE class versus Mrs. Goodwin’s class. The rules were that each class would have two boys and two girls on the relay team, and they could run any leg. After try outs and practice I was selected to run the anchor leg of this important race.

When the day of the track meet finally arrived, I was ready. I did well in my other events: the standing and running long jump; and the 50, 100 and, 440-yard dashes. The 4x100 yard relay was the last event of the day. I won’t bother you with the details of the race, just suffice it to say that Carla gave me a two-stride lead going into the anchor leg, and I never looked back.

I stuck around after the meet to help put away the equipment and bleachers. When that job was done, I headed to the locker room to shower and change. When I was ready to leave school, I went by the girl’s PE office to say my good-bye to Mrs. Goodwin.

When I entered the office, I didn’t see anyone.

"Hello! Mrs. Goodwin!" I called, "It’s Andrew."

"I’m here in the back," came her muffled reply. "Come on back!"

If the girl’s PE building was laid out like the boy’s, I was headed toward the coaches locker room.

The door to the locker room was about halfway open, I poked my head in. Mrs. Goodwin was seated with her back to me on the bench in front of her open locker. She only had on her bra and full sized briefs, ‘grannie panties.’

I stammered an apology and started to withdraw. My thoughts were in a jumble. I was startled, embarrassed, and turned on all at once. Mrs. Goodwin looked over her shoulder with a smile.

"Come on in, Andrew. I won’t bite."

I entered the locker room, still staying by the door, ready to make a hurried exit if needed.

"You did a great job at the tack meet today, Andrew."

"Thank you, Mrs. Goodwin."

"‘Mrs. Goodwin’ is too formal for friends, Andrew. When we aren’t in class, you should call me ‘Joan.’"

"Ah . . . Okay, Joan," I sort of stammered. She said we were friends. I liked that. I had always been fond of Mrs. Goodwin. In a heartbeat I realized that all along I had crush on her. Mrs. Goodwin had shown me nothing but kindness, and I always wanted to please her. My mind was in a whorl. Here I was, talking with my PE teacher, in the coaches locker room, while she was wearing only her underwear. And she was acting as if it was the most natural thing in the world to do.

"I’ve enjoyed having you in my class this semester, Andrew. You have always been such a nice young man."

"Thanks, Mrs. Goodwin," I said, falling back into formality. "I’ve liked being in your class."

"Just another couple of weeks and you’re off for the summer. Any vacation plans?"

"I don’t think so. Mom has to work, and I’m going to summer school at the high school." My mom had a rule: unless I had a paying job I had to go to summer school.

"Andrew, would you be a dear and undo my bra?" she asked.

I would have walked on the ceiling if she had asked me to! I stepped over to Mrs. Goodwin. I knew how bras were fastened, having helped my mom sort laundry. I undid the three hooks and gently let my hands fall to my sides.

Joan took the straps off of her shoulders and tossed the now empty bra into her locker.

This was in the days before sports bras had even been thought of, so Mrs. Goodwin had to wear her bra tight to keep her breasts from bouncing too much. I saw the deep marks on her shoulders from the straps, and I felt sorry. I didn’t like to see anyone suffering. On impulse, I reached up and started to massage her shoulders and neck. The simple act of touching her bare skin made my penis stir in my jeans again.

"Oh, Andrew, oh . . . yes, that feels so good," she said rolling her neck in enjoyment.

I worked my way lower down her back. I started to really massage deeply. I could feel the tension squirt out of her muscles, like toothpaste out of a tube. Joan leaned over so I could reach her entire back.

After several moment she let out a deep, satisfied sigh. "Thank you, Sweetie," Joan said looking back over her shoulder. "You do that very well."

"Thanks, Joan." I was looking at her panty clad bottom. Her briefs were of thin cotton, so there was just a hint of flesh underneath. A very intriguing sight for a fifteen years old boy.

"You’ve had a good look at my back, Andrew. Would you like to look at my front?"

I was dumbfounded! Here was a mature woman inviting me to look at her breasts. Not some furtive peeking at some classmates budding titties, just come on and have a look.

It took me a moment or two to find my voice again. "Yes, Mrs. Goodwin, I would like to look at your front." I did not trust myself to say the word ‘breasts.’

I sidled around the bench until our knees were almost touching. I could not really take my eyes off of my shoes. I was embarrassed and scared that something awful was going to happen.

"Don’t worry dear," Joan said in a reassuring voice. "They won’t hurt you."

With that I looked up. All guys want to have something sophisticated or cool to say at a time like this. "Gee, Mrs. Goodwin, what did you do to make them so beautiful?" is what I blurted out.

She threw her head back and laughed. I had the pleasure of seeing her breasts jiggle as she laughed. My penis was making its presence known by its incessant pulsing.

Mrs. Goodwin smiled at me as she reached out and touched my cheek. "Andrew, that is the sweetest thing anybody as said to me in a long, long time."

"What about Mr. Goodwin?"

Joan sighed again. "He doesn’t look at me all that often anymore." My parents had been divorced since I was five years old, and too young to read the signs, so I didn’t know that intimacy was often an early casualty of marriage.

I now took the time to have a good look at Joan’s breasts. They were full, sort of pear-shaped, and low slung with large pale pink areolas and prominent nipples. She turned a little left and right so I could see them from several different angles. They were very nice. My penis was threatening to burst out of my jeans.

"Have you ever seen a woman’s breasts before?"

"No."I was too absorbed in staring at her breasts to reply with more than monosyllables.

"Not even in a magazine?" Joan asked playfully.

"No . . . Well, maybe once or twice," I admitted.

"Sweetie," Joan said softy, "I want you to touch them."

I must have given her a look of blank surprise because she nodded her head at me and smiled again.

Slowly, in part wanting to savor the moment and part apprehension, I reached out to Joan’s beautiful breasts.

The moment that I first touched Joan was an instant to savor. Her breasts were soft, yet at the same time firm. And they were warm to the touch. Purely out on male instincts I began to gently squeeze and caress them. My efforts were rewarded by the magical feeling of Joan’s nipples becoming erect against the palms to my hands.

Joan moaned softly and put her hands on mine. "Oh Sweetie, that feels wonderful."

All I could do was give a gentle squeeze as an answer.

"Kiss them, Sweetie, kiss them," Joan ordered breathlessly.

Reluctantly I released her breasts, and knelt down between her legs.

I bent slightly to start kissing Joan’s breasts. I resisted the impulse to head straight for the nipple of her right breast. Instead I started my kisses at the base. With tenders kisses I slowly inched my way across and down toward her nipple.

"Oh Andrew," she murmured, "You have the softest lips!"

As I approached the areola, I started kissing around the edge, gradually spiraling closer and closer toward the nipple of her breast.

"Oh Sweetie, you are such a tease!"

When I eventually reached Joan’s nipple, I gave it the lightest kiss, then another a little harder, then finally I took the sweet jewel in my mouth.

Joan started stroking my hair.

"Sweetie, that feels wonderful! Don’t stop. It’s been so long!" She then pulled me close, between her beautiful breasts. She kissed me on the top of my head, then she took my head and with her hands on both sides brought me up to kiss her on the lips. She gave me a very long and tender kiss.

"We have to wait. We can’t let someone catch us here."

I nodded dumbly.

"Can you come to my house, Sweetie?"

I had found my voice again. "Sure, where do you live?"

Joan rattled off an address. It was only about two miles from campus, in the opposite direction from my house. I nodded in agreement. It would not be too far of a bike ride. "I need to call my mom," I said as I stood up.

"Use the phone on my desk." Joan smiled again at me. "Now scoot!" she said playfully.

I had just settled in behind Mrs. Goodwin’s desk when Mrs. Cole came into the office. It was a good thing too: my penis was making a bulge in the front of my jeans.

"What are you doing here?" she snapped.

"Mrs. Goodwin said I could use the phone to call my mom, Mrs. Cole."

"All right," she said, "Just make it quick." She then did something very odd: she smiled at me. "You did an excellent job at the track meet today, young man."

"Thank you, Ma’am." I knew that it was best to be very formal with Mrs. Cole.

"I wanted to beat the pants off of Mr. Hannigan’s class."

"Yes, Ma’am."

With a nod Mrs. Cole headed back toward the locker room.

I picked up the phone and asked the school operator for an outside line. I dialed my mom’s work number.

"Hi Mom."

"Oh hi there. I’m glad you called. I was going to call you. Ray has asked me to go out to dinner and a movie tonight." Ray was my mom’s boyfriend. I was not that fond of him, but that is another story. "You’ll have to find your own dinner."

"Then I guess it’s okay if I go over to Hal’s house then?" I said giving a plausible lie. Hal was my best friend, and I often went over to his house on the way home from school.

"Of course, dear."

"Maybe I can mooch a meal off of Mrs. Taylor."

Mom laughed. Mrs. Taylor, Hal’s mom, had the well deserved reputation of being a really lousy cook. Hal often came over for meals at our house. "Maybe you can, but there is a casserole in the freezer if you’d rather."

"Okay, Mom." I said brightly. "You and Ray have a good time."

"Sure thing. Bye."

"Bye Mom." I said as hung up the phone. It was all set. I knew that Ray would keep Mom out until at least midnight, so I had no time constraints.

I figured that it would take Mrs. Goodwin another fifteen minutes or so to shower and change. I had enough time to go to my locker, get my book bag and then get my bike.

Family Friend - Part 21

bjcortland on Teen Stories

 Chapter 74

Angie walked along the sidewalk after watching her parents have sex in their new house. Why had that excited her? Was it the voyeuristic aspect? That had to be it. Even as sexually curious as she was, the thought of her parents having sex wasn’t anything that excited her in itself. Somehow she’d been able to detach that part of the experience so that in her mind she wasn’t watching her parents having sex, but two strangers. Did that sound as strange as it seemed to her?

She thought about it as she made her way to Steve’s house and jumped on his mother’s bicycle. She was certain at this point she’d put more miles on it than Karen had in all the years she’d owned it.

She started down the street, trying

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to decide where Michelle and Kristi may have gone. If they’d managed to get Jake to fall for Michelle’s twisted little plan, the logical place would be the creek. She swung in that direction and picked up her speed a little. If she hurried, she might get there in time to see a little action!

She hadn’t gone too far when she spotted a familiar figure riding toward her. Michelle pulled up and they stopped by the school. Angie grinned at her friend, her disheveled hair and huge smile a dead give-away that she’d been recently fucked.

“Hey, there,” Michelle said.

Angie looked her up and down and shook her head, still grinning. “You little slut!” she exclaimed.

Michelle looked down at her rumpled clothes and back up to her, her eyes glittering. “That obvious, huh?”

Angie laughed and pointed to the bleachers by the football field. “C’mon. I want to hear all about it!”

They rode over and leaned their bikes against the metal bleachers, then sat down on the bottom row.

“Ok, spill!” Angie said, eyeing her with an amused grin. “And I want details!”

Michelle giggled and took out her hairbrush. She began untangling her hair as she began the story. “Well, he fell for it,” she said, pulling a twig from her hair.

“Yeah?”

“Oh, yes. I wish you could’ve seen the look on his face when I was sucking on him and he thought it was Kristi until she whispered in his ear!”

Angie laughed and tried to picture the shocked look on Jake’s face. “So, did you tell him about all of us?”

She nodded. “Yeah, and we really poured on the drama about how important it was for him to keep his mouth shut.” She explained about how his dick shrank back to a flaccid state despite having two naked girls lying next to him. “He knew we were serious. I don’t think he’ll say anything.”

Angie nodded. “Good. So, what do we do now?”

Michelle shrugged. “We kinda left that up in the air. He and Kristi were still at the creek when I left. I thought maybe they needed some alone time to work out how their relationship was going to fit into this.”

Angie smiled and rubbed a hand along her bare thigh. “You’re so thoughtful,” she said softly, their eyes meeting.

Michelle smiled and was about to lean in for a quick kiss when a shout reached their ears and they turned to see some kids running across the field and tossing a football. They pulled apart and grinned smugly at one another.

“I wish we could be more open about our relationship,” Michelle said, taking her hand.

Angie smiled sadly. “Me too. But with so many others involved, we don’t dare come out.”

Michelle nodded. “I know, and I understand that. It’s just that…I really care about you a lot.” she looked deep into Angie’s blue eyes. “I love you, Ang.”

Angie glanced over at the kids, who weren’t paying any attention to them, then brought Michelle’s hand to her lips, kissing it softly. “I love you, too, Michelle.”

Michelle smiled and Angie could see tears welling up in her eyes. “God, how can I have such strong feelings for all of you!?” she exclaimed, wiping her eyes.

Angie gripped her hand tighter, then reached out and hugged her. “Because you have a big heart, baby, with plenty of love to go around.”

They held one another for several long seconds. Then, as if both of realized at the same time they were in a public place, they both let go and sat back.

“When’s Artie coming back?” Angie asked after a moment of silence had passed.

Michelle sighed. “Not ‘til Friday. His parents wanted to stay a couple more days.” She remembered the dirty pics she’d sent him. “Oh my god, you won’t believe what I did!” She explained how Artie had asked her to send him a picture of herself and how she’d taken a couple of sexy ones as well.

Angie grinned. “Do you think you could send those to me?”

Michelle laughed and nodded. “Of course!”

“You should bring your camera sometime and get some hot group shots. I love the look on your face when you cum. It makes me so hot!” Angie giggled. “I could make it my computer background!”

Michelle’s jaw dropped in mock alarm and she playfully slapped Angie’s leg. “Don’t you fucking dare!” This brought on a fit of giggles from both of them.

“Did your folks pick a house?” Michelle asked after they’d calmed down.

“Oh, yeah! We got the one on Wilmot with the pool!”

“Awesome!” Michelle exclaimed. “We can hang out at the pool instead of swimming in the creek!”

Angie nodded. “Sure, but I like the creek. It has…” She winked at her with a sly smile.

“…some advantages.”

Michelle chuckled. “Yes, it certainly does.”

It was starting to get late and Michelle really did have to get home to start dinner, so they hugged one more time and said goodbye. Angie watched her sexy girlfriend ride off across the schoolyard and disappear around a corner. She picked up her bike and started for home. Steve would be home from work soon and she had a lot to tell him.

Chapter 75

The following day Angie was sitting at the well-used picnic table on the grass by the corner store sipping on a bottle of water. When she’d told Steve about what happened with Jake, he took it with a grain of salt. Obviously, he wasn’t as convinced of Jake’s ability to keep their secret as the girls were, but he agreed they had no choice and was willing to give him the benefit of the doubt. He was working all day today again. A couple of the regular employees at the lumber yard were on vacation so he was basically working full time for a couple of weeks. It was good money, but it left her without her first choice for a sexual partner and after hearing Michelle’s retelling of Jake’s initiation, she was feeling very horny.

She finished her water and tossed the empty into a blue bin, then took a look up and down the road. No sign of anyone on a bicycle in either direction. It was getting hot and even though she was wearing cut-off shorts and a short halter, she could already feel beads of sweat running down between her breasts. A trip to the air conditioned mall would feel good, but she really wasn’t dressed for it. Of course, there was always the creek. She didn’t have her swim suit but if no one was there, well…she wouldn’t really need one. She grinned and climbed onto her bike, hoping that would be the case.

She hadn’t gone far when she saw Jake riding toward her. They slowed to a stop and she greeted him with a big smile. He returned her smile but seemed to have a hard time meeting her eyes.

“Hey, Jake!”

His eyes made a quick trip over her barely covered body before finally meeting hers for an instant. “Hey Angie. What’s up?”

She shrugged, her eyes sparkling. “I was on my way to the creek. It’s so hot and I need to cool off. Wanna come?”

He nodded. “Sure.”

They began riding slowly along the street toward the path to the creek. Jake seemed to hang back a little and for the first few minutes neither of them spoke. Finally Angie decided to break the tension and slowed down so that he coasted up beside her on a downhill. She looked over at him.

“So, Michelle tells me you’ve been initiated.”

For a moment, he didn’t reply or even look up, but she noted his ears turned about three shades of red. “Yeah, I guess so.”

Angie paused for a moment as they negotiated a turn, then said, “So, tell me what you think of it? Are you and Kristi both cool about …all of us?”

They arrived at the entrance to the trail that led to the creek before he could answer and he braked to stop by the side of the road. Angie pulled her bike next to his and dropped one long tanned leg to the ground to brace herself. She saw his eyes drop to her leg and slowly move up to where her tight shorts covered her slightly parted legs. She smiled to herself as he seemed to realize he was staring and immediately dropped his eyes.

“Yeah…I mean, I’m cool with it…and Kristi seems to be too.”

Angie leaned down and met his eyes. “It’s ok, Jake. I don’t mind if you look at me.”

He looked up at her and when he saw the smile on her face, he appeared to relax somewhat. “Uh…ok…um…sorry,” he mumbled, grinning sheepishly.

She laughed softly. “So you guys are both cool with it. Awesome!” She indicated the path to the creek. “Come on, I’m cooking in this heat!” She shoved off and rode down the path toward the creek. Jake watched her ass in the tight shorts as she stood up on the pedals, then started off after her.

Angie guided the bike down the rough path, fully aware of Jake’s lustful stares. She didn’t turn around to try to catch him, but she knew him - well, she knew guys in general - and had a very good idea what his eyes were focused on. She was becoming more than a little aroused herself and crossed her fingers that the clearing would be empty of other people. That would not only ruin their chances of hooking up, but also swimming. Without a bathing suit, any water play was going to have to be of the naked type.

She cleared the trees and it only took a second to discover that there was no one else there. She smiled to herself as she rolled across the grass to a spot a few yards from the tree by the bank. She stopped and got off her bike as Jake rolled up next to her and dropped his. She looked around as if verifying that they were indeed alone, then grinned at him.

“Looks like we’ve got the place all to ourselves.” Jake glanced around and nodded nervously. She smiled to herself at his shyness, so uncharacteristic for him. Then she watched his eyes drop to her waist as her fingers toyed with the hem of her halter top. “That’s good, because I forgot my swim suit,” she said, a mischievous grin starting on her face. Jake’s eyes lit up and he forced himself to focus on her face.

“I…I don’t have mine either,” he said in a quiet voice.

Angie looked around as if trying to decide what to do, running her hands along her enticing curves as she did. Jake couldn’t stop his eyes from moving down and watching as her hands moved along her waist to the flare of her hips, then back up to the bare skin of her midriff. She turned back to him suddenly, catching him staring. When his face flushed with embarrassment, she laughed coquettishly and studied his own lean body, chewing seductively on her lower lip as she pictured him naked between her legs.

“So,” she finally said, looking up into his eyes. “You wanna?” Her hands slid up and grasped the bottom of her halter top.

He swallowed hard. “Um, ok.” She began to lift the top up and he stopped her. “Are you sure Steve’s ok with this?”

She smiled and nodded. “He’s cool, Jake. Relax.”

He took a deep breath and nodded. “All right then.”

She began to lift her top again and he watched with baited breath for her perfect tits to be revealed. Then she stopped. “Maybe we should stash our bikes, just in case someone comes along.”

Relieved that she hadn’t changed her mind, he nodded and they pushed their bikes into the trees. Before they stepped back out into the clearing, Angie grabbed his hand and turned him to face her. She smiled, her blue eyes sparkling with the same first time excitement and anticipation he was feeling. Before he realized it was happening, she was in his arms, her soft body pressed against his and their lips seeking the other’s. They kissed hard and hungrily, hands roaming over flesh and tugging at clothing.

Angie had at this point forgot all about swimming. All she wanted was to get naked right here and now and be ravaged by her boyfriend’s best friend. She pulled his hand to her breast and held it against the supple flesh, her hard nipple poking against his palm as their kiss intensified. Despite his initial nervousness, once the ice was broken, Jake’s instincts took over and he slipped his hand under her top, cupping and squeezing the soft mounds and pinching her erect nipples. Angie moaned softly and pushed her tongue deep into his mouth, her hands dropping down to his ass and pulling him even tighter to her.

Jake soon had both of her firm tits in his hands and she pulled off her halter to give him unrestricted access. He began nibbling on her earlobe, kissing her neck, then her shoulder, moving closer to those succulent pink nubs. Angie moaned her approval and pushed his head down until he took one of her tender nipples into his mouth.

“Oh, yes!” she murmured, “Suck it!”

Eager to comply, Jake began to suck on it, his tongue lolling in circles over her areola. Angie moaned louder, fully enjoying the feel of his mouth on her sensitive breast. He pleasured that one for several minutes, then switched over to the other one, lavishing the same attention on it. Whatever Jake’s sexual shortcomings might be, tittie-sucking certainly wasn’t one of them!

As pleasurable as this was, Angie needed more. Gently, she lifted his head from her breasts and smiled, then kissed him tenderly. While they kissed, her hands went to the button of his shorts and she soon had them undone. She reached inside and felt him gasp into her mouth as her fingers brushed, then gripped his hard cock. She began to stroke him, his hard shaft filling her hand. She felt a wetness coating her hand and used the precum as lube, gently caressing the soft tip.

She broke off the kiss and looked up into his eyes as she continued to pleasure him. He looked down at her hand massaging his stiff prick and closed his eyes, inhaling a deep breath before opening them again.

“You’re so hard,” she said. “Do you like when I do this, Jake?”

He nodded. “Fuck, yeah!”

Angie gave him an impish smile. “Then you’re gonna love this!”

Before he could respond, she dropped to a crouching position before him, her face only inches from his cock. She gave him a wink, then began to lick the tip of his cock, her eyes never leaving his face.

“Oh, fuck!” he groaned. Just the idea of finally having the sexy blonde was nearly enough to make him cum in his shorts and the feel of her warm, wet tongue on his cock was almost too much for him to bear. He felt his balls tingling and only through sheer willpower was he able to stop himself from blowing his load all over her pretty face. “Jesus, Angie!” he gasped. “I can’t take much more… of this!”

She stopped licking him and pulled back, licking her lips as she continued to pump his hard organ. “Do you want me to stop?”

He shook his head. “No! I mean… it feels great, but you’re gonna make me…”

“Cum?” she finished for him.

He nodded. “Y…yeah.”

She shrugged. “So cum…I don’t mind.”

“But…”

She kissed the swollen tip and smiled up at him. “But you want to fuck me, right?”

“Y…yeah,” he said, his face flushing even more.

“So…I get you off, then you lick my pussy. By the time you’re finished, you’ll be all ready to go!”

He only took a second to consider that and grinned, nodding. “Yeah! That’ll work!”

She giggled and eyed his cock, licking her lips, then looked back up at him. “So…may I…?”

“Fuck, yeah, babe…suck it!”

Angie smiled to herself. It seemed he was regaining some of his confidence and was becoming the Jake she’d come to know. She began to lick the soft tip again and he moaned his approval. With her eyes looking up at him, she pressed her lips against the head and slowly took him into her mouth, her cheeks dimpling as she began to suck on his throbbing cock. She felt his body twitch when she began to use her tongue to rub the underside as her mouth moved back and forth along the length of his shaft. She could taste a good amount of precum and knew it wouldn’t be long until it became the real thing. She really didn’t mind his cumming this quickly, as long as he returned the favor and was ready to fuck her after he brought to an orgasm orally.

She started to caress and fondle his balls and stroke the lower part of his shaft. Jake’s body began to tremble slightly and his hands dropped to her head. She began to work her mouth faster, sensing his impending release. His moans became louder and a few seconds later she felt his cock swell in her mouth. She pulled it out and opened her mouth as the first load shot out and landed on her tongue, splashing across her lips and the tip of her nose as well.

Jake groaned loudly and thrust his hips forward, releasing another shot across her cheek and up into her hair. She continued to pump his spurting cock until he was almost finished, then took the swollen tip back into her mouth, sucking gently on the tender flesh. He gasped as she sucked the remaining jism from him and looked down at her cum splattered face. She smiled up at him, opened her mouth to show the pool of cum on her tongue, then closed her mouth and swallowed. He watched as she parted her lips and stuck out her tongue to show she had indeed swallowed his seed.

“Fuck, that is so hot!” he exclaimed, returning her smile.

She wiped a streak of white cum from her cheek and sucked it from her finger before reaching into the back pocket of her shorts and retrieving a small packet of wet wipes.

She stood up and began to clean the rest of his load from her face and hair. Jake watched this gorgeous topless girl and knew he’d have absolutely no problem getting hard again and fucking her brains out. Even then, his cock was still hard and he had a feeling it was going to stay that way!

She finished cleaning herself and grinned at him. “Now it’s my turn!”

Jake nodded exuberantly, his eyes moving down to her sexy body in the tight shorts. He reached out and tugged at the button until it let go, then lowered the zipper. He glanced down and saw nothing but bare flesh through the open fly of her cut-offs. No panties.

He started to work the tight shorts over her hips, but it was difficult so she helped him, wriggling them down and stepping out of them onto the soft needles of the forest. She stood before him wearing nothing but a pair of white ankle socks and matching white sneakers. Her body was perfect, lean and sexy and her fully shaved pussy was swollen and moist. Fuck, she looked good! She took a step toward him until his still semi-hard cock bumped against her abdomen. She looked up at him, her eyes wild with lust.

Without hesitating, he dropped to his knees and inhaled the aroma of her dewy slit. At his gentle urging, she spread her legs and he leaned into the warm wetness of her aroused pussy. His tongue darted out and touched her inflamed labia, bringing a gasp of pleasure from her.

“Yes…lick me!” she panted, her hand pressing his head between her legs.

He was still new to this pussy-licking thing, but he’d learned a bit over the past couple of weeks, especially with Michelle and Kristi together. He began to lick up and down Angie’s slit, using his tongue to separate her outer lips and seek out the tender flesh inside. Angie began to rock her hips against his mouth and moaned softly. He was doing ok, but Michelle was right - he needed more training.

She reached down and tugged back the hood over her clit. “Lick here,” she whispered, circling the hard little pearl with her finger.

Jake moved his tongue up and began to tease her clit and she immediately let out a gasp of pleasure. “Oh, fuck yes! Like that! Oh, god…!”

Sensing he was really turning her on, Jake continued his assault on her little love button, but worked two fingers into her wet, heated hole as well. Angie’s moans of delight told him he was on the right track and he began to pump in and out of her as his tongue rolled and flicked over her sensitive clit.

Angie could feel her orgasm building. As inexperienced as Jake was, he took instruction very well and she grasped a nearby sapling to steady herself. He toyed with her clit and her climax grew closer and closer with every flick of his tongue. When he began to suck on it, she lost it. Her knees wobbled and her entire body began to shiver.

“Oh, shit…!” she gasped, holding his head tight to her pussy with one hand while gripping the small tree with the other. “I’m…cumming…!”

Her words seemed to invigorate Jake and he began sucking harder on her engorged clit, rolling his tongue over it as he did. It was all too much for Angie and she felt the first rush of pleasure roll through her like a tidal wave, her knees almost collapsing as the rest of her body tensed up. She grit her teeth and groaned, her eyes tightly closed, as wave after wave of pleasure washed through her.

Finally, she began to gasp and pant and Jake sensed she’d had enough. He pulled his mouth from her spasming pussy and looked up at her flushed face as she gasped for air. His fingers remained inside her and a trail of her juices coated his hand and ran down his arm, dripping from his elbow. She jerked every time he moved his fingers even slightly and eventually he pulled them out, allowing her body to relax.

When he pulled his fingers from her dripping snatch, she dropped to her knees in front of him and kissed his wet lips, thrusting her tongue deep into his mouth. They kissed for several seconds, then she pulled back and gave him a somewhat sleepy smile.

“Wow, that was…wonderful!”

He grinned at her and raised his wet hand to show her. “I didn’t know girls could cum like that!”

She grinned and took his hand, pulling it to her lips. “That means I was really turned on!”

Keeping her eyes locked on his, she methodically cleaned his fingers one by one, licking her lips as she relished the taste of her own cum. Jake felt his already rejuvenated cock grow even harder at the sight of this sexy, naked girl licking her juices from his fingers.

“Holy fuck, Angie…that is so hot!”

She finished cleaning off his fingers and released the last one with a popping sound. “I love pussy as much as I do cock,” she said. She looked down at his fully erect member protruding from his open shorts. “Speaking of which…”

Before they could do anything, they both stopped at the sound of voices. Someone was coming down the path to the clearing! As if by unspoken signal, they both said nothing, but moved so that they could peer out from the bushes and see who had invaded the sanctity of their little sexual tryst.

At first, neither could see anyone, but the voices were getting louder and they could plainly make out at least two female voices and the lower laugh of a guy. Jake glanced down at his own open shorts, then over to Angie, who still wore nothing but socks and sneakers. He should have been terrified at the possibility of being caught like this, and he had to admit he was a little afraid. But Angie’s naked body next to him was also bringing out other feelings - the kind that made his cock grow even harder. He placed a hand on her back and began to rub it almost unconsciously as they watched the people come into their line of sight.

It turned out there were five altogether - three girls and two guys. He recognized all of them from school. They’d all been sophomores last year and would be seniors when school started in September. One of the girls, a tall, leggy blonde named Jennifer Elcar, was walking hand in hand with Evan Stark, a big full-back on the varsity football team. They’d been a couple all last year at school and it seemed their relationship was still on. Besides being Evan’s girlfriend, she was also a cheerleader, as were the two other girls.

The other three walked a little behind them. One of the girls, Ashley Morrison, was in one of Jake’s classes and he had a small crush on her. She was short, barely over five feet, with shoulder length dark hair and big, brown eyes. Her body fit her height, small and thin, but with all the right curves. She was wearing cut-off jeans and a black bikini top and he was surprised at how full her tits were. From the way she dressed at school, he didn’t think they were that big, although they could have filled out over the summer.

Walking next to her was Mandi Banks. She had long, straight, almost black hair and the delicate facial features that suggested at least some Asian ancestry. She was also wearing a bikini top and shorts and her firm, perky tits barely moved as she walked.

Behind the girls came John Makoff, another varsity football player. He was carrying a backpack over one shoulder, along a smaller one in each hand. No doubt Ashley and Mandi’s. Jake tried to remember if John was seeing either of them, but couldn’t recall him having any regular girlfriend.

Angie turned to him and whispered, “Do you know them?”

Jake nodded. “They’ll be seniors at school this fall.” He pointed out each one and told her their names.

Angie nodded and grinned. “Think we’ll get a show?” She gestured toward Evan and Jennifer, who were unfolding a big beach towel to lay on. They were laughing and touching one another in a way that suggested they were both in the mood for a little afternoon delight.

Jake shook his head, chuckling to himself. She liked to watch, too? “I doubt it - not with the others here.” She shot him a look that said ‘What does that have to do with it?’ and winked, as if everyone was a sexually open as they all were.

Mandi and Ashley were spreading out a huge towel a few yards away and John placed his right next to theirs. The girls stripped off their shorts and Jake couldn’t pull his eyes from their sexy bikini-clad bodies. Jennifer was wearing an extremely small thong style and from the back it almost looked like she had nothing on at all. Angie picked up on it and nudged him.

“Fuck, she looks hot!”

Jake nodded, unable to pull his eyes from Jennifer’s sexy bikini, even though he had a beautiful naked girl kneeling right there next to him. As all three girls stretched out to do some sunbathing, John and Evan peeled off their t-shirts and ran to the rope, each swinging far out before dropping into the water with a loud yell before the water silenced them.

After watching the guys leap into the creek, Angie turned to the girls, their slender, sexy bodies lying out on the ground, and found herself becoming very aroused. She reached down and grasped Jake’s fully hard cock, stroking it. He moaned softly, trying to keep from making too much noise. While he desperately wanted to fuck her, he was afraid any sound or movement would alert the others and they’d be discovered lurking naked in the bushes. What a mess that would make when school started! He’d be labeled as a pervert for the rest of his high school career!

But Angie didn’t seem to pick up on his nervous trepidation, her thoughts fully focused on sex. Just the very thought of having sex while all these strangers were only a few yards away was making her very excited. Her hand began to pump Jake’s cock more fervently until she could feel a sheen of precum coating his shaft. She looked up at him.

“I want you to fuck me…right now!” she whispered.

Jake was thoroughly enjoying her hand job and looked down at her in surprise. “But, they might hear us!” he exclaimed in a hoarse whisper.

Angie shrugged and grinned. “So? That’s what makes it exciting!” She turned and knelt down on all fours, presenting her beautiful ass to him, wriggling it seductively and looking back at him with the same mischievous grin. “Come on, Jake…fuck me!”

Torn between getting caught and finally getting to fuck the hot blonde, he hesitated for only a brief second, then moved as quietly as he could behind her. He could feel the heat from her pussy as the tip of his cock touched her swollen labia. She moaned softly and pushed back until his head parted her lips and slipped into her hot tunnel. At that point, he was powerless to do nothing but push his entire length deep into her steamy depths, sighing as her warm wetness engulfed his inflamed cock.

“Ohhh…yesss…” she murmured.

He looked out into the clearing, certain that their movements and moans had alerted the others, but Jennifer was lying on her stomach and chatting with the others while the guys were still swimming. As he pulled back and thrust once again into Angie’s sweet cunt, Jake noticed that Jennifer’s bikini top was untied and lying on the towel under her. Then Angie began to push back and grind her pussy down onto his cock and he returned his attention to her.

Angie felt Jake’s cock fill her aching twat and sighed in relief as she finally had what she was longing for. She opened her eyes and peered through the bushes in front of her so she could watch and fantasize about the three sexy girls as he fucked her. The leggy blonde - Jennifer, she remembered - was untying her top and from her position Angie had a nice view of the side of her full tit as she lay on the towel. She imagined herself sucking on it as Jake began to pump in and out of her dripping snatch, his subdued grunts coinciding with each thrust.

Jake was caught up in a conflict of desire and not getting caught. Angie’s pussy was so tight and hot that he wanted to cry out every time his hard cock plunged into her. The fact that they might get caught was exciting and he found he had to pause to quell his orgasm more than once. She was more than just a hot chick to him and maintaining control wasn’t easy. From the first time he’d seen her that summer in Steve’s kitchen wearing nothing but a pair of panties and one of Steve’s shirts, he’d wanted her like he’d wanted no other girl. Now he was having her, but had to remain quiet, and it was like some form of delicious torture.

Angie began to moan louder and her hips moved even faster. He noticed her hand was diddling her clit and he could feel her fingers brush his cock as their pace increased. He could feel a swelling in his balls and knew that there’d be no stopping himself this time. As his orgasm built toward release, he sensed Angie’s body starting to twitch and shake. Her fingers flew over and around her clit and he suddenly reached the point of no return, thrusting all the way into her molten sheath.

He came hard, and had to put a hand over his mouth to quiet his scream of pleasure. Angie’s pussy clenched on his cock and it felt like she was literally milking the cum from his balls, causing him to experience a sense of pleasure like never before. Spots danced before his eyes as his load was squeezed from his cock in one long, unending stream. He heard Angie cry out and was certain the others must have heard her, but he was too wrapped up in his own pleasure to do anything about it.

Angie felt her orgasm build up and suddenly explode as Jake’s cock erupted inside her. She grunted and bit down on her lip to stifle her cries as wave after wave of orgasmic delight swept through her. She managed to get a look out into the clearing and saw Jennifer glance over their way, almost making her heart stop. But then one of the other girls said something and she turned back to them. As she slowly came down from her orgasm, she felt a river of cum dripping from her lips. Jake had stopped moving and she could hear his gasping breaths as he tried to keep quiet.

Finally, she felt him slip out and pushed herself to a kneeling position, the cum seeping from her distended cunt and dripping to the ground. She grinned up at him, his face as flushed as she was certain hers was, and grinned.

“Wow! That was hot!” she whispered.

Jake returned her grin and merely nodded, glancing out at the three girls. “Looks like they didn’t hear,” he said, a tone of relief in his hushed voice, “but I don’t see how they couldn’t have!”

Angie moved closer and whispered into his ear. “I think Jennifer did, but she looked away again. Probably thought it was a squirrel or something!”

Jake swallowed hard. That was too close. He began to fasten up his shorts and Angie placed a hand on his before he could. “What are you doing?”

He gave her a curious look. “I’m getting dressed so we can get out of here!”

She shook her head. “And how are we going to do that? We left our bikes right over there!” She pointed to a spot just a few yards from where the others were.

Jake frowned. “Shit, you’re right. I forgot about that.” He looked down at her nude body. “So what do we do?”

Angie grinned. “Let’s stay here and see if they start fucking!”

Jake stifled a laugh. “They aren’t going to fuck!”

“Why not?”

“Because not everyone has sex in front of their friends, or out in the open where anyone could wander in!”

Angie frowned, conceding his point. “I guess not, but you never know, right? Maybe they’re into group sex too!”

He rolled his eyes. “Angie, c’mon…think.”

She smiled to herself. It was so fun to tease him. She wanted to stay because the idea of being naked just a short distance from them was a huge turn-on and she wanted to have more sex before they lost the opportunity. She wished Steve or Michelle were here to enjoy this thrill with her. Her fingers plucked at his shorts. “C’mon, get naked with me!” She gave him a seductive look and pinched at her nipples, nibbling demurely on her lower lip. “I’ll suck your cock again…”

He looked at her, his eyes traveling down to her firm tits as she teased her nipples to full hardness. His cock wasn’t quite soft, but almost. And even though he’d already cum twice in the last hour, the thought of his cock in her mouth was enough to start it growing again, or at least stop the deflation.

“Fuck, Angie…we’ll get busted for sure!”

“‘Fuck Angie’,” she repeated, looking thoughtful, “Sounds like a plan!”

Jake rolled his eyes as she took his wet, semi-limp cock in her hand and began to work it. “No wonder you need more than one lover! Holy shit!” He quickly slipped his shorts off, deciding this was something he wasn’t going to spoil by being afraid of getting caught.

She laughed quietly and placed his hand on her left tit. She showed him how she liked him to rub circles around her nipples, then pinch and tug on them. They turned back to watch the girls as they manually pleasured each other.

Nothing much happened beyond some conversation that they couldn’t quite hear. It didn’t take Angie long to have Jake’s cock once again back to full attention, but she slowed down once she did. She wasn’t sure how many more times he’d be able to cum and she wanted to make the most of every opportunity. Jake’s fingers had moved from her tits down to her pussy, and she coached him on how to stimulate her clit. He was a quick study and almost had her to the brink of another orgasm when John and Evan returned from their swim and joined the girls.

John plopped down next to Jennifer, shaking his wet hair over her bare back. She squealed and lifted up, exposing her bare breasts for only a brief second to the two naked voyeurs in the bushes. Angie and Jake exchanged a silent look of guilty pleasure, then turned back to the unsuspecting subjects of their naughty game.

Jennifer sat up, holding her bikini top to her breasts and chided Evan for getting her wet. He leaned in and said something they couldn’t hear, but from the expression on her face, it was probably something about how she usually enjoyed when he made her wet. She giggled and slapped him playfully. He responded by glancing over at their companions, who were chatting and not really paying much attention to them, then slid a hand under her bikini top and fondled her tit. She gasped and looked over to make sure they weren’t being watched, then moved so that his body blocked the other’s view and dropped her top. He looked down at her topless body and began to kiss her, his hands squeezing her firm tits.

While the other three couldn’t see what was going on, Angie and Jake had a front row seat. Jennifer turned away from her friends, her back against Evan’s chest, and facing directly at the bushes they were hiding behind. Angie felt a new tingle of arousal as she watched Evan’s fingers caress and tease Jennifer’s beautiful tits. As if sensing her desire, Jake reached over and began to fondle hers, mimicking Evan’s technique. She moaned her approval, pleased that he seemed to know what she wanted with her having to tell him. He was improving rapidly from this little trial by fire she was putting him through.

They watched the couple making out for several minutes. Jennifer’s hand was behind her and from the look on Evan’s face, she was giving him a little rub as he teased her tits. He leaned in and whispered something into her ear and she nodded, her breasts heaving.

He released her tits and she pulled her top back on. Once she had it tied, he turned to the others.

“We’re gonna take a little walk,” he called out to them. “Be back in a bit!”

John waved at him and went back to his conversation with Mandi and Ashley. As Jennifer and Evan gathered up their towel and started off into the woods, Angie grasped Jake’s hand.

“Let’s follow them!” she whispered.

This came as no surprise to Jake, nor was he surprised when she told him he could bring his shorts, but not to put them on. Together, they watched the couple slip into the woods and follow a faint trail that led to another small spot on the creek bank. Jake knew where it led and he and Angie slipped as quietly as possible along the waters’ edge until they arrived at the same time as Evan and Jennifer did. They found a suitable spot several yards away behind a large rock and some bushes and got comfortable while Evan spread out the towel on a small patch of grass.

Jennifer watched him, her fingers moving across her bikini-clad tits. From where they hid, her erect nipples were plainly visible through the dark fabric and there was some very obvious camel toe between her legs. Angie also noted a prominent bulge in Evan’s shorts and was excited at the thought of seeing his big cock pumping into the sexy blonde’s pussy.

Evan finished with the towel and walked up to Jennifer, taking her into his arms. They were about the same distance away as they’d been at the main clearing, but the creek was smoother here and less noisy, so they could hear a little better. On the downside, Evan and Jennifer would also be able to hear them better if they weren’t careful.

“You look so good in that bikini,” they heard him say as he stepped back and admired her lithe body. She smiled at him and pulled him in for a kiss. He murmured something into her ear and she giggled, then his hands went behind her back. A few seconds later, he pulled back, bringing her bikini top with him. He dropped it to the grass, his eyes taking in her full breasts. She blushed a little, then they moved together again in another passionate kiss.

Angie and Jake stared at the scene unfolding before them. She nudged him in the ribs and mouthed, ‘I told you so!’ Jake just grinned and looked back over at the couple. They’d turned around somewhat and now Jennifer’s bare ass was presented to them, the thin strip of her thong disappearing between the globes of her tight ass cheeks. Evan’s hands moved down her back and cupped each cheek, squeezing it and pulling her body tight to his. He broke off the kiss and said something too low for them to hear, but a second later it became apparent what he’d said.

Jennifer dropped to her knees before him and began to pull down his still wet shorts. As Angie and Jake watched, his hardon was revealed to them, thick and long. Angie smiled to herself. Maybe a little bigger than Steve, but not much. And nowhere near the size of Artie’s huge cock. She reached over and began to stroke Jake again, bringing a soft murmur of pleasure from him. He was still hard and she couldn’t wait to fulfill her earlier promise to him.

Jennifer began pumping Evan’s hard cock as he kicked off his shorts. He looked down and met her eyes, then placed a hand on her head and guided her mouth to his groin. She didn’t resist, and took his cock into her mouth without a hint of hesitation. Angie looked over at Jake and motioned for him to lie down on his back. She had every intention of blowing him but wanted to be able to watch the sex taking place on the creek bank. If all went well, she could finish him off at the same time Jennifer finished Evan.

As Angie took her place kneeling next to Jake’s prone form, she wondered absently if cheerleaders swallowed. She lowered her mouth to the red tip of Jake’s cock and took it into her mouth, murmuring quietly as she took him all the way to the back of her throat. Jake moaned and alternated between watching her and the action on the other side of the bushes.

Jennifer sucked on Evan’s cock for some time before he finally began to show signs he was about to cum. “Oh, fuck, baby!” he moaned, “I’m gonna blow!”

Jennifer pulled off and began jerking on his cock, looking up at him. Angie frowned. Cheerleaders. As if a mouthful of cum was going to hurt anyone. She continued to suckle Jake’s cock while Jennifer jerked off Evan until he came on her tits, groaning loudly. Angie looked up at Jake, who shrugged. She released his cock with a popping sound and stroked it.

“Do you want to cum in my mouth…” she asked in a hushed whisper, “…or would you rather fuck me again?”

Jake considered his choices, then said, “I want to fuck you.”

She smiled and nodded, then lie down with her head on his chest, watching as Evan helped Jennifer clean his jism from her tits with some baby wipes from her backpack. ‘What a waste,’ she thought, imagining herself licking his hot load from those gorgeous tits.

When they finished cleaning her up, Evan pulled her to her feet, then knelt down and began to work her skimpy thong from her ass crack and down those long, svelte legs. She picked up each foot and allowed him to take it completely off, standing perfectly nude in the midday sun. He looked up at her, then stood and embraced her, their naked flesh pressing together as they shared another hot kiss.

Angie hoped Evan would return the oral favor and that Jake would also take the initiative, and when Evan beckoned for Jennifer to lie down and spread her legs, she could see that his cock still wasn’t quite hard enough to fuck. Sure enough, he knelt at her feet and dropped his head between those sexy thighs. Jennifer suddenly threw her head back and cried out, her hands tugging at the grass as Evan’s head began to move up and down between her long legs.

Angie lifted her head and peered up at Jake. He grinned, knowing what she wanted, and motioned for her to straddle him. She climbed on in a sixty-nine position, and lowered her snatch to his mouth. He grasped her hips and pulled her down, his tongue snaking into her hot pussy. She sat up and grabbed her tits, fully engrossed in the wonderful feelings.

She watched as Evan must have targeted Jennifer’s clit. She cried out and her back arched up off the towel. Her hands went to Evan’s bobbing head, her fingers entwining in his hair and forcing his face tighter to her pussy.

As Jennifer’s orgasm engulfed her, Angie felt her own pussy begin the contractions she knew were the first phases of orgasm. She began to moan, her murmurs of delight causing him to moan into her pussy, increasing her sensations. She grasped the base of his cock and began to pump it as her orgasm neared. Her climax grew closer and she brought her hand up and clamped it firmly over her mouth. The combination of having her pussy eaten while watching the two seniors doing it had aroused her more than ever and she knew this was going to be a powerful orgasm. She didn’t want to risk being heard.

She felt her pussy spasm and took one last look at Jennifer and Evan lying on the towel before closing her eyes and surrendering to the sensations. Her pussy contracted and she felt her stomach muscles tighten as she climaxed and released, moaning heavily. She felt a gush of fluid spew from her wet cunt and gush into his mouth. Jake tried to swallow it all, but some leaked down his cheeks and coated his face with her sweet nectar.

Her pussy was now extremely sensitive and she lifted herself from his mouth. After cumming a few times, she was going to need a little break to allow herself to desensitize a little. She leaned down and gave his cock a quick kiss and a little suck, then lifted her head and carefully climbed off of him. She grinned down at his wet face and he returned her smile. Then she glanced over to where Evan and Jennifer were and saw that they were lying on the towel talking and making out a little. Then Evan rolled over on top of her and she opened her legs. He settled in and they could see the look of pleasure on her face as she accepted his hard cock.

Deciding that she also needed a cock in her overworked cunt, Angie lay back and spread her legs wide, motioning to Jake. He got to his knees between them and she placed both ankles on his shoulders. He placed the tip of his swollen cock against her equally swollen lips and pushed. She gasped as her aching hole was filled with his hardness, then pulled him down and kissed him as he buried his entire length in her hot, wet snatch.

They began a slow fuck, watching as Evan and Jennifer moaned and twisted on their towel. After several minutes, Evan pulled out and flipped her over, guiding her to her knees, then began to fuck her doggie style. Angie and Jake continued in the same position, both enjoying the feel of their bodies pressing together. Angie wasn’t sure if her tender pussy would allow her to cum again, but the sight of the others fucking faster and faster just a few yards away was certainly turning her on.

After several minutes, Evan began to moan and Angie distinctly heard him say he was going to cum. She watched as his face contorted and he slammed hard into Jennifer’s pussy, finally letting out a long, agonizing groan and emptied himself in her steamy cunt. That was enough for Angie and she felt her pussy contracting as Jake’s own breathing became halting. When she felt his hot load filling her, she came with him, although not with the same intensity as her previous orgasms.

When they finally came down and relaxed in one another’s arms, they looked out and saw that Evan and Jennifer were also cuddling together, seeming to be in no hurry to get back to their friends.

Angie motioned in the direction of the clearing and whispered, “C’mon, let’s go see what the others are doing!”

She stood and Jake watched her naked ass slip into the bushes, then got up to follow her. The others were no doubt doing the same thing they were doing when they left them - just sunbathing. But then again, she’d been right about Evan and Jennifer.

As silently as possible, they made their way back to the where they’d been before. As they crouched down and peered through the bushes, Jake could see that he’d been right. The three were still sitting or lounging around and talking. None of them were naked and no one was having sex. Angie turned to him, a disappointed look on her pretty face.

“Aw, damn…I was hoping to see those two get it on!” She pointed to Mandi and Ashley.

Jake chuckled. “Not all girls are into girls, you know,” he reminded her with a playful spank on her ass.

Angie giggled. “I know, but I had a feeling about those two. I dunno how to explain it, but they feel like more than friends to me.”

Jake rolled his eyes. As hot as it was to imagine the girl he had a crush on making out with the sexy Ashley, there was no way they were into one another. How would they be able to keep that a secret if it were true. Then he thought of Michelle and Kristi. And Angie, too, of course. Who would have ever suspected it of them?

As he was considering that, John got to his feet and said he was going for another swim. Neither of the girls accepted his invitation to join him, so he ran off and jumped into the water. Ashley watched him go, then looked over at Mandi. The cute little brunette was lying back on the towel with her eyes closed, one leg bent at the knee. Jake felt Angie’s hand tighten on his as they watched Ashley’s eyes take in her friend’s sexy body, stealing occasional glances up to make sure her eyes were still closed. Angie leaned in closer to Jake.

“See! I told you!”

Jake watched the two bikini-clad girls in astonishment. There was no doubt that Ashley was indeed checking out Mandi’s body, but was it in a sexual way or was she simply admiring another beautiful girl? As they watched, Ashley began to say something. They inched a little closer so they could make out what they were saying.

“…ever let him go down on you?” Ashley was saying.

Mandi turned to her friend. “Sure, wouldn’t you?”

Ashley glanced toward the creek. “Maybe, I mean, would he expect me to do it too?”

“It isn’t that bad,” Mandi replied, picking up her bottle of lotion. “Would you mind doing my back?” Ashley nodded and accepted the bottle. Mandi sat up and untied her bikini top, looked over to make sure John was still out of sight, then pulled it off. For only a brief second, her naked breasts were in full view of the two teens skulking in the bushes before she lay back down on her stomach. Ashley moved over next to her friend and squeezed out some of the lotion onto her bare back. As she began to slowly and methodically rub it into Mandi’s skin, her eyes moved down to her bikini clad butt and Angie nudged Jake. He nodded, not taking his eyes off the two teens. Even to him, it was plainly obvious Ashley had more on her mind than just applying lotion.

However, that was all that happened. She finished up and then lay down next to Mandi, closing her eyes against the bright sunshine. Angie gave Jake a disappointed shrug, then settled down to wait until they left so they could safely retrieve their bikes.

About five minutes later, John returned from his swim and stood talking to the girls as he toweled off. The chat was banal, school and football season; whether or not the girls would try out for cheerleading. Jake was getting bored and was considering pulling his shorts back on when Angie turned to him with that same devilish grin on her face, her eyes moving down to his flaccid cock. He couldn’t believe she was still horny!

Without saying a word, she took him in her hand and he felt a surge as his cock began to grow once again. She grinned up at him and licked her lips, then knelt down and began to lick and tease his growing erection until it was fully hard. As he watched the three older kids sunbathing, her lips pushed down over his renewed member and she began to suck hard on it, taking him deep into her mouth. He closed his eyes as the wonderful sensation of her warm, wet mouth engulfed his cock, then looked down at her blond hair as her head bobbed up and down in his lap. It felt so good that he wanted to cry out and tell her to suck him, call her a little slut, and generally talk dirty the way he had a feeling she liked. After all, Michelle told him to do that while he fucked the shit out of her, so he was certain Angie liked it too.

But a glance into the clearing told him that anything over a low moan would be heard by the others, so he satisfied himself with the thought that he would have the opportunity to do that in the future. With a great effort, he controlled himself as she slowly coaxed another load from his overworked balls. It took some time, but she was very adept at giving head and when she was finally rewarded with another, somewhat smaller mouthful of semen, she murmured contentedly and swallowed every drop.

She sat up, licking her lips and grinning. They heard footsteps coming through the woods and turned to see Evan and Jennifer making their way back to their friends. Soon, all five were gathered in the clearing once again. Mandi had replaced her bikini top sometime during Angie’s blowjob and after a few minutes, they began to gather up their things to leave.

“I guess this was just an excuse for Evan and Jennifer to fuck,” Angie whispered.

Jake nodded. Once he got over the taboo of spying on people having sex, he’d actually enjoyed himself. Of course, being naked in the woods with a hot, horny, and equally naked nymphomaniac didn’t hurt. Once the older teens disappeared into the woods, they stepped out of their hiding place, still naked (at Angie’s insistence). She embraced and kissed him, then looked toward the creek. “We never did take that swim,” she said with a grin. “And now I’m really all sweaty!”

With a chuckle, Jake nodded. They both kicked off their sneakers and ran off the bank, splashing into the cool water. They swam and played for a few minutes, then climbed out and lay on the grass, letting the warm sun dry their bodies before finally getting dressed.

Jake pulled on his shorts and t-shirt and watched as she adjusted her tits inside her halter top. She looked up at him and grinned, her hard nipples leaving little bumps in her top.

“Ashley was pretty sexy, wasn’t she?” she said, picking up her bike.

Jake nodded. “She’s hot. So is Mandi.”

They began to push their bikes toward the path. “Yes, she is too. But Ashley likes girls, no question about it. You saw the way she was checking out Mandi’s ass.” She thought for a moment. “I think I’m going to try out for cheerleader. Maybe I can get to know her.”

Jake shook his head with a smile. Just how many sex partners did she need? “You’ll make it,” he said. “You’re too fucking hot not to.”

She leaned in and kissed him. “Thanks, baby. You’re pretty fucking hot yourself!”

They pushed their bikes up the path through the woods, both too worn out from the afternoon of sex to peddle uphill over the rough trail, then rode down the road toward town. Before they split up to go their separate ways, they agreed that all of them would have to get together soon for a full on orgy. With a smile and a wave, Angie rode away, her perfect ass looking oh so good on the tiny seat. Jake watched her go, then headed for home. He needed to go home and replace some fluids. And maybe take a nap.

Dawn

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            My wife left me when our daughter Dawn was barely five years old.  I spent her entire life with no other goal but to provide her with everything a young girl could want.  This meant long hours and working two jobs, as a result she picked up most of the house work.  I knew she was the spitting image of her mother who was a breath-taking beauty.  But with all of my work I failed to notice her becoming a woman.  Two things happe

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ned that helped me realize what I had missed.  First I won a lawsuit against one of my employers for sexual harassment, the guy was a fag and I got sick of his mouth, but that is another story.  The lawsuit left me with enough money that I was able to quit working at all; the second thing that happened was a direct result of the first.  I woke up at about 6 am one morning, I sleep naked and while I was working I used to wake up so early that there was no way Dawn would be awake, so my first trip to the bathroom in the morning is generally in the nude.  Groggily I wandered down the dark upstairs hall to the bathroom door.  As I turned to walk in I ran smack into something.  The high pitched yelp of my daughter brought me to my senses.  Not thinking I hit the hall light switch and we both froze.  I stood before my sixteen year old daughter; she was completely naked, my eyes adjusted to the light fixed on her breasts, perfect heavy and round.  My eyes wandered down her lithe body to her hips and crotch.  I had just enough time to realize she was shaved bare before I realized I was looking at my own flesh and blood.  My eyes shot up to hers and found that she was staring slack jawed at my penis.  Nine inches long and not quite as thick as a can of soda, it was rock hard morning wood that had her attention.  Dawn mumbled “oh, sorry.” she slid past my never letting her eyes leave my groin.  The whole encounter took all of two or three seconds, but it burned in my brain and I couldn’t get the perfect body out of my mind.  I stroked my cock in the bathroom not feeling the least bit guilty about my incestuous lust until after I ejaculated all over the bathroom wall.  Wrapped in a towel I shot back down the hall to my bedroom with a rapidly hardening cock.  I pulled on some pajama pants and a wife beater and headed to the kitchen.  Dawn came down to the smell of frying bacon, still bashful I couldn’t bear to turn and look at her, so I said good morning to the approaching foot steps behind me.  To my surprise her arms snaked around my waist and her lips nuzzled into my neck, “Good morning Daddy, smells good.”  She released me and I began scraping eggs onto her plate and turned with my senses reeling that she was acting as if nothing happened only half an hour ago.  I sat across from her at the small kitchen table and we chatted typical morning chat about what we were each going to do that day, but all I could think of was the fact that I could see her hard dark nipples through the battered old T-shirt she wore as a night gown. 

            Days drug out into weeks and I got where I couldn’t jack off without thinking of my daughter.  One night as I lay in bed I could hear shuffling and small noises coming from Dawn’s room.  I tip toed down the hall to her door and found it slightly ajar.  I peeked in and saw her at her computer; it was obvious that she was naked and masturbating.  I could see the image of a young man on the screen and he was jacking off too.  She was on her webcam.  I was immediately horny and furious that this boy was seeing my daughter.  I went back to my room and laid awake most of the night.  I forced myself to remain in bed as Dawn got ready to go to school.  As soon as the door closed I was out of bed and into Dawn’s room.  I sat naked in her desk chair and started up her computer.  It took two hours of searching to find what I was looking for, two files one with pictures of Dawn in various states of undress and masturbating with various objects.  The other file had video clip she had taken of herself on the internet.  I sat there all day reveling in the sinful pleasure of jacking off to images of my daughter.  I nearly jumped out of my skin when I heard “Daddy?”  I spun around, I had lost track of time, now here I was with lotion slathered all over my cock and hand naked trying to think of what to tell my daughter as images of her flashed on the screen behind me and the sounds of her recorded moaning filled the room.  I stammered for something to say but my body reacted on its own.  She was in her cheerleading outfit; I grabbed her head and forced her mouth to mine.  She struggled against me and protested in muffled squeaks as I forced my tongue into her mouth.  My greasy had slid down her back to her ass, it was firm and hard.  I turned her in a struggling dance and backed her toward her bed.  I spun her around with her arms pinned behind her back and forced her to her knees bending her over her bed.  I nearly shredded her short skirt pulling it from her body.  “Daddy, no!”  She cried out “Daddy don’t hurt me, I’m sorry Daddy!”  She was begging me to stop but when I looked down at the bare ass before me, there was only one thing I could do.  Prying her legs apart I guided my penis to Dawn’s labia.  I rocked my hips forward and the lotion helped me slide inside my daughter’s body.  The heat of her pussy seared my cock as the head of it slid deeper into the tightest cunt I had ever experienced.  “It hurts... …Daddy, It hurts…  …it’s to big… …please stop Daddy!”  She gasped between hisses of pain.  Holding Dawn’s hips I slid in as deep as I could.  I held it there feeling the pressure of my cock against her cervix.  I starting sawing back and forth,  Dawn’s sobs did nothing but turn me on more.  Her pussy was so tight it caused me real pain but I continued knowing this experience was forbidden but what I had been looking forward to for weeks.  I reached around and began rubbing her clit, I doubted it would do her any good as I raped her but I did it anyway.  Her sobs quickly turned to gasps and then to moans.  By now I was pounding my penis into Dawn with all of my might while my fingers moved against her clit like machineguns.  Dawn went stiff all over and began screaming, I thought it was because she was being raped at first but I quickly realized she was cumming and cumming hard.  It was more than I could stand, I felt my balls tighten.  A familiar tingle went through my body and I drove my engorged cock as deeply in as I could.  I felt my semen blasting up through my penis and Dawn grunted as it exploded deep in her womb.  My cum filled my daughter with blast after blast of my seed.  It felt like I came for hours and when it finally ended I found myself collapsed on her back, powerless to move.  I used my last bit of strength to remove my cock from Dawn’s gaping vagina.  I rolled onto her bed and tried to regather my strength.  “I, I, I came…  …I think.  Daddy?  Did I cum?”  I nodded and felt her warm body beside mine, her hand rested softly on my penis drenched in her pussy juice.  “Can you do it again Daddy?”  I nodded.          

Whores And Pimps - Part II

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Whores and Pimps - Part II

 

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Michele Nylons

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Michele sat silently in the car as she watched the tail lights of the police car disappear in the distance; the bitter aftertaste of the policeman’s sperm still in her mouth.  She was confused; the fat cop with his stubby fat cock had forced her to fellate him; but she had become sexually aroused and hadn’t even realised it.  She sat for a few minutes and decided that the outcome was still better than being locked in a jail cell overnight.  She would just make sure she never told anyone about what had happened to her tonight.

 

Michele reached down and undid the buckle on her right shoe and slid the high heel off her foot.  Then, as she was bent over in her seat, nausea overcame her and she only just managed to open the car door before she wretched and threw up onto the pavement of the parking bay.  She wretched until her stomach was empty, disgorging the many drinks she had drunk in the afternoon and early evening.  Michele actually felt better now; clearheaded and sober.  She took some wipes out of the glove compartment and wiped her mouth clean.  She found a half bottle of spring water in the drink holder in the dash and rinsed her mouth out.

 

She must be thinking straight she thought because the first thing she did was to check her lipstick in the rear vision mirror.  Angie was right about the two coat lipstick; Michele only needed a apply a minor touch-up to the plum red base coat then go over it with the clear top coat and her makeup was perfect again.   Michele resolutely started the engine and pulled back onto the road determined that she could put this horrible incident behind her and still enjoy her one night out dressed as a woman.

 

Michele couldn’t help re-living what had happened to her as she drove the last twenty minutes to the hotel, but as she got closer to her destination she began to think more about the party than she did about the cop.  She parked in the car park underneath the hotel, receiving an admiring glance from the attendant in his booth.  She parked, buckled on her right high heel, took a deep breath and got out of the car.  She walked the length of the well lit car park and entered the elevator.  She pushed the button for the second floor where the function room was located and then she saw herself in the mirrored wall of the elevator car.

 

Michele was impressed with what she saw.  She saw a middle aged whore; attractive and desirable dressed in her black leather miniskirt and leopard-skin print nylon blouse.  Michele adjusted her skirt where it had rode up in the car so that the hem was mid-thigh, nicely displaying her black stockinged legs which drew her eyes down to her black high-heeled sandals; her red painted toenails just visible through the diaphanous nylon.  Her pretty painted face was framed by the brunette wig; the lighter tints in her hair highlighted by the fluorescent light of the elevator car.  She adjusted the wig and took the brush out of her purse and combed it out around her neck and shoulders; she combed the fringe and made a final adjustment so that it sat straight and just covered her eyebrows.  Michele quickly turned around looked over shoulders to check the seams of her stockings were straight; and then she was ready.  The door opened to reveal the hotel function room crowded with rowdy party goers.

 

They all turned and stared as Michele entered the foyer; they looked puzzled; then Michele summoned up her courage and said,

 

“Come on everyone; don’t you recognise me?”

 

Peals of laughter and applause lit up the room, and almost as one they cheered,

 

“Oh my god; it’s Malcolm, you look fantastic!”

 

Michele moved into the room and mingled with the crowd; most of her colleagues were well on their way to being drunk, after all she was nearly an hour late and her work colleagues were never the ones to not take full advantage of a free bar.  Just about everyone complimented Michele on her appearance and asked her how she looked so convincing.  Michele’s response was the same to everyone who asked the question,

 

“My sister chose the clothes and made me up; remember I told you guys that she was going to do my costume and makeup.”

 

Michele’s ruse was working; she was quite settled in now and felt comfortable dressed as a whore now that she had a drink in her hands and was amongst friends.  Most of the business’s employees were present and they had all made some effort to dress up in keeping with the theme of the party.  The men were mostly dressed in drag; most in tacky rental costumes with hairy legs sticking out of from under cheap skirts and dresses and outrageous makeup looking like the actors from the movie ‘Pricilla; Queen of the Desert’.  Some had made more of an effort; probably dressed by wives or girlfriends, and could almost pass as women in the darken room which was lit only by multicoloured party lights.

 

The women fared better; they ranged from seventies style pimps dressed in flared jeans, flowery shirts, Afro hair styles, platform shoes and over-large hats.  Other women wore over-large pinstripe suits and dressed as thirties gangsters from the speakeasy era.  Everyone was having fun and complimented Michele on her choice of the theme for the fancy dress party.  Michele relaxed even more and after a few more drinks was partying along with the rest.

 

Several of the partygoers played little jokes on her; saying she looked sexy enough to fuck dressed as a woman; a couple of playful types stuck their hands up her skirt jokingly.  Michele was so happy; the compliments made her feel cheerful but more importantly she loved being in the crowd dressed as a woman.  She was slightly turned on by the feel of the lingerie on her body and the sleek sensation of her nylon stockings on her legs.  She skittered from here to there joining groups for a quick chat and then moving on to another.

 

It came as no surprise when the Managing Director announced that Michele had been judged the best dressed man at the party.  The best dressed woman award went to Jill; a quiet, attractive lady in her forties who worked in the accounts department; she like Malcolm, kept mostly to herself.  As tradition dictated; the music was cranked up, the lights dimmed further and they were expected to dance together.  Jill had dressed as a prohibition era gangster come pimp, and wore a dark pinstriped suit including a fedora hat and false moustache.  Jill was wearing a name-bar that said Johnny Nightwalker; her little play on words to suit the occasion.

 

Michele and Jill danced awkwardly together to a rock and roll number but soon the dance floor was full of drunken revellers.  Michele and Jill shouted compliments to each other over the loud music; each complimenting the other about how convincing they looked dressed as the opposite sex.

 

The music changed and a slow dance number was played and couples took each other in their arms and danced close together, swaying to the music.  Jill took Michele in her arms, pulled her close and began to lead a slow dance.  Michele felt really weird now; here she was dressed as a whore dancing with a woman from accounting, on whom she had had a slight crush, and who was dressed as a man.

 

Jill held Michele close against her body and Michele could feel Jill’s breasts through the layers of her suit and her own nylon blouse.  Jill’s arms held her in a tight embrace around her waist and shoulder. Michele was vary aware of her own clothing; the flick of the hem of her miniskirt on her stockinged thighs, the rustle of her silken blouse on her bare skin and the taste and smell of her makeup and perfume.  Michele was becoming aroused.  She could feel her cock hardening in the confines of her pantyhose and panties; it bulged at the front of her skirt and she knew that Jill must be able to feel it.

 

Jill touched Michele’s hair and eased Michele’s head onto her shoulder; she whispered,

 

“You’re getting hot there Malcolm; you naughty boy,” and giggled.

 

“I’m Michele tonight honey,” Michele answered, getting into the role.

 

Michele was aware that Jill was more than a little drunk; Jill was a little unsteady on her feet and the alcohol was also allowing her to come out of her shell.

 

“Well I’ve got a little secret myself Michele;” Jill went on, “I’m more than a little hot myself.”

 

“What do you say we sneak out onto the balcony and get some fresh air?”

 

Jill broke their embrace and took Michele’s hand and led her out onto the full length balcony overlooking the front of the hotel.  There were a few couples out there smoking and drinking and one couple was necking; it looked quite strange to see a man standing in high heels and a skirt kissing his wife who was dressed in jeans, platform shoes and outrageous seventies male kitsch.  Jill led Michele into a dark corner and turned to face her.  Even though Jill was dressed as a man she still wore makeup and looked very attractive for a woman of her age, except for the stupid fake moustache.  Michele reached up and with her painted fingernails removed the fake object from Jill’s upper lip.

 

“I’ve always liked you, you know Malcolm; and you know what? You look dead sexy dressed as a whore,” Jill giggled nervously looking directly into Michele’s dark makeup painted eyes.

 

“I told you; I’m Michele tonight Jill; and I have had a thing for you for ages too but I’ve been too scared to approach you,” Michele responded.

 

Jill reached out and took Michele in her arms and pulled her close,

 

“I feel so masculine dressed like this; I feel that I can say what I like and do what I want.”

 

“I know,” Michele answered, “I feel so feminine; it’s the costumes we are wearing.”

 

“Bullshit!  We’re both turned on by each other; why fight it,” Jill said and reached out and kissed Michele on her lips.

 

Michele responded and slid her tongue into Jill’s mouth and crushed Jill’s lips with her own.  They both groaned and held each other tight.  Michele felt her erection return and push against her panties; Jill felt the hard member rub against her through Michele’s skirt and her suit pants.  She reached down with a hand and stroked the hard member through Michele’s skirt.  Hiding where they were in the shadows no one could see what they were doing and Michele reached down and undid the fly on Jill’s baggy trousers and slid her hand inside and smoothed her painted fingernail along the front of Jill’s slick nylon panties and down under her crotch.  Jill may have been wearing a man’s suit but her underwear was all femininity.

 

Michele rubbed a finger along the crotch of Jill’s panties and pushed the silken gusset into her labia, pressing her knuckle against Jill’s clitoris.  Jill shuddered and Michele felt Jill’s panties moisten.  Jill slid her hand down and stoked Michele’s diaphanous nyloned thigh and slowly ran her fingers up to Michele’s stocking-top, continuing further up along her pantyhosed thigh until she cupped Michele’s hard member encased in the silky-smooth layers of her pantyhose gusset and satin bikini panties.  Jill grasped Michele’s gossamer encased prick and started to stroke it.  Michele panted into Jill’s mouth; now opened in excitement,

 

“Oh yes honey; oh that’s lovely!”

 

Michele eased her fingers around the crotch of Jill’s panties and inserted a finger into Jill’s wet cunt and thrummed her clitty with her thumb.  Jill ground against Michele and they pushed against each other; Michele finger fucking Jill and Jill frantically wanking Michele.  Their mouths smashed together again; their lipstick smearing as they inhaled each other’s sweet breath.  Jill moaned,

 

“Fuck me Michele.  Fuck me here in the dark.  Do me on right here on the balcony!”

 

Jill scraped a nail against the taught nylon wrapped around Michele’s cock and tore a hole in the flimsy nylon pantyhose.  She eased Michele’s penis through the hole and pushed her panties to one side freeing Michele’s throbbing cock.  Michele lifted Jill up on to the low sandstone balcony ledge so that Jill was seated; her legs apart.  Michele pulled down on Jill’s baggy trousers so that her opened flies granted Michele full access to Jill’s sex.  Jill guided Michele’s hard cock between her legs and Michele’s skirt rode up as her cock nestled into the smooth wetness of Jill’s labia.

 

Michele pushed forward and felt her engorged member slide deep into Jill’s slick hot cunt; Jill wrapped her legs around Michele’s and Michele felt the rough material of Jill’s trousers rub against her silky nyloned legs and she shuddered and started to slowly fuck Jill with long hard strokes.  To any observer they looked like a couple necking in the shadows; their mated sex organs hidden by Michele’s skirt.  Jill whimpered,

 

“Fuck me bitch!  Fuck me whore!  Fuck me Michele!”

 

Jill ground her pubic mound against Michele as she thrust forward and Michele was delighted by the added sensation of Jill’s mound grinding against her balls still trapped in her satin panties and nylon hose; Jill’s vaginal muscles spasmed against Michele’s rock hard penis as Michele slowly fucked her.  Jill groaned,

 

“Coming! Coming! Coming!”

 

Michele thrust forward and pushed hard against Jill and emptied her seed deep inside her.  Michele’s knees shook and her knees nearly buckled as she shuddered on her high heels.  Jill was whimpering and moaning; Michele covered Jill’s mouth with hers and their tongue’s intertwined and danced as Michele’s hot seed shot deep inside Jill’s cunt.  They both clung to each other and shook in ecstasy as they orgasmed.

 

Gradually their orgasms subsided and they held each other for a long time; Jill sitting on the balcony ledge, her legs wide, with Michele between them, kissing each other gently and stroking each other’s hair.  As the last of Michele’s seed seeped from her deflating penis she eased her crotch away from Jill’s and eased her flaccid member back inside her torn pantyhose, pulled her panty crotch back in place and smoothed down her skirt.  Jill eased her sodden panty over her mound and zipped her flies.  They continued to kiss and murmured endearments into each others ears.

 

“Oh my! I’ve never done anything like that before,” Jill whispered; laughing in Michele’s ear.

 

“Me neither,” Michele whispered back; nuzzling Jill’s earlobe.

 

“Will you still respect me in the morning?” Jill joked.

 

“Never mind about the morning; what about later tonight?  Can we leave the party together?” Michele asked.

 

Jill looked up into Michele’s pretty face and frowned,

 

“I’m sorry honey; I came with Steve and Jenny from accounts; I’ll bet there are enough people here who saw us come out on the balcony and will be wondering what we got up to.  I’d better leave with Steve and Jenny and you can call me tomorrow ok?”

 

“You do want to call me don’t you?” she added; looking lovingly into Michele’s eyes.

 

“You know I will,” Michele answered.

 

“You’re right though; best we don’t let the office gossips wag their tongues any more than they need to.  What we just had was wonderful and I want to see you tomorrow so that we can talk about where we go from here Jill, ok?”

 

“You bet we will talk tomorrow; and if you’re a good girl, or should I say boy, maybe we can do more than talk,” Jill winked at Michele as she eased herself off the balcony ledge and on to her feet.

 

“Now; maybe I better go inside first.  I really need to go the bathroom and dry myself,” Jill blushed as she looked at Michele.

 

Michele kissed Jill quickly one last time,

 

“I’ll call you tomorrow ok? I can take you to lunch.”

 

“Or maybe we can stay at home and eat there,” Jill laughed playfully and winked at Michele and then moved away, back through the balcony doors to rejoin the party.

 

Michele was astounded but exceptionally happy with what had just happened.  She was surprised that Jill could be so brazen and even more surprised that quiet, demure Jill had such passion.  Michele had completely forgotten about the horrible events earlier at the roadside rest stop as she adjusted her skirt and walked back into the party.  The party was now in full swing with revellers on the dance floor and other couples sitting in corners smooching and canoodling.  ‘It’s amazing what booze, dim lighting and Christmas cheer can do to loosen people’s inhibitions,’ she thought.  Michele made a beeline for the toilets; she needed to go and she also guessed that her makeup needed touching up.  ‘Just because it’s whores and pimps night, doesn’t mean that this whore needs to get around with messy makeup.’ she laughed to herself.

 

Michele found her way to the men’s room; even though everyone was dressed as the opposite sex propriety demanded that they use their own toilets.  She went into a stall, lifted her skirt and used toilet paper to wipe her genitals.  She noticed that the front panel of her satin panties was stained with her and Jill’s secretions.  Michele thought that these panties would not be being washed for a while and blushed at her own brazenness.  She adjusted her stockings; pulling the garter straps snug against her thighs and felt down her legs to feel that her seams were straight.  She peed and adjusted her panties and skirt and stepped out on the stall and over to a sink with a spotted mirror over it.

 

Michele mooched around in her purse and found foundation, powder and lipstick.  Kissing and caressing Jill during their lovemaking had removed some of her foundation and lipstick.  She applied a little foundation on her cheeks and chin and then set the makeup with her gloss finishing powder.  She carefully applied another layer of plum red base coat over the existing faded lipstick and waited a minute for it to dry before applying the glossy topcoat.  She brushed her hair, and pleased once more with her appearance, she exited the toilet.

 

Michele pushed through the crowd to the bar, sat on a stool and ordered a gin and tonic.  Michele was looking down playing with the hem of her leather miniskirt when she felt a presence beside her.  She turned to one side and saw a lovely woman standing beside her leaning on the bar trying to get the barman’s attention.  The woman was obviously a man in drag but exquisitely dressed and made up; she probably looked as good as Michele or maybe even better.

 

The woman had a short black bob framing her pretty face; her eyes were dark with black eyeliner, thick mascara, and dark grey eyeshadow fading to a steel blue.  Her cheeks were rouged and her lips a glossy bright red; diamante earrings dangled from both ears and matched the choker around her slim neck.  Her fingernails were painted bright red to match her lipstick.  She wore a black chiffon cocktail dress that barely came to her thighs; a jewelled suspender clip peeked out from under the hem of her dress and glistened in the dim light where it was fastened to a sheer taupe stocking; the stocking top a dark chocolate brown.  The woman’s slim, glossy, stockinged legs ran down to black high heel pumps.  She was delicious.

 

The barman delivered Michele’s gin and tonic and placed a drink before the other woman.  The woman turned to Michele, raised her glass and said,

 

“Bottom’s up Michele,” and took a sip of drink, leaving a bright red lipstick impression on her glass.

 

Michele responded, “Bottom’s up, err; Ellie,” as she spied the name on the woman’s name bar, pinned to Ellie’s left breast.

 

Michele looked down and rummaged in her purse for a cigarette; more to allow her time to think of a conversation starter than the need to smoke, and then offered one to the woman beside her.  Ellie took one and offered a gold lighter to Michele’s cigarette and then lit her own.

 

“I knew you would look lovely tonight Michele; you are undoubtedly the most beautiful woman here,” Ellie complimented Michele.

 

“Well it’s all due to my sister you know; she bought these clothes for me, dressed me and did my makeup.” Michele said.

 

“And I don’t know Ellie; if you had been here earlier, you would have given me some stiff competition I think,” Michele smiled back.

 

“Oh I don’t think it’s all down to your sister Michele; I just saw you fixing your makeup like a professional in the men’s room; and your previous practice wearing women’s underwear leads me to think that you are somewhat of an expert at dressing up as a woman,” Ellie smiled back.

 

Michele paled and then stared hard into the face of the woman standing close beside her.

 

“Eddie; it’s you!” Michele hissed.

 

“Well honey; I’m Ellie tonight, and shall we just say that it takes one to know one hey?” Ellie went on,

 

“The panties and stockings under your work suit were a giveaway but all I had to do was study you closer to see the traits of a closet transvestite.  A man with shaven hands and fingers and long finger nails; oh and by the way honey, you really need to get right into the quick of your nails with your nail polish remover; sometimes at work you had just a smidge of nail polish left in the corners of your nails; and your effort tonight hun was just too good.  No guy masters walking confidently in high heels like you in one night.” Ellie lectured Michele.

 

“You see honey, I’m in the closet too,” Ellie finished.

 

“But why were you so cruel to me then?” Michele asked.

 

“Well Michele; that’s just my nature, besides I like having fun at other people’s expense; just like I am with you tonight honey.” Ellie smiled wickedly.

 

“What do you mean by that?” Michele asked feeling lighter in the head.

 

“Well I heard you had a little car trouble earlier this evening,” Ellie grinned “Or shall we say a little problem with the law.”

 

“But I heard you talked your way out of it. Oh sorry, that’s not how my friend explained it; but he did say that you used oral means to get off a charge of DUI,” if you will pardon the pun.

 

Michele was shocked; she couldn’t believe what she was hearing; the thinly veiled reference to what happened in the rest area on the way to the party.  How could Ellie know about that?

 

“You smug cunt; bragging to everyone about how your sister was going to dress you and make you up; do you think I fell for that bullshit?  I knew you wanted a cover story though, so I searched the personnel records at work and came up with your sister’s address.  I just fed the information to a friend of mine who just happens to be a policeman with a penchant for transvestites and gave him your sister’s address.  He took it from there and followed you.”  Ellie concluded.

 

“You fucking sick twisted bitch!” Michele spat; “You fucking perverted whore!” Michele felt her head getting lighter still, she was becoming drowsy and she dropped her cigarette.

 

“Oh I’m all that Michele; and I haven’t finished with you yet by a long score.  As soon as the drug I dropped into your drink takes effect you are going to pass out; I’d say in about thirty seconds.  Then I’m going to be mister nice guy or should I say miss nice girl and help a friend who had had too much to drink up to her room here in the hotel.’

 

“You’ll like it up there; your old friend the cop is waiting for us, and I invited a few of my other friends along too.  We’re going to have own little party tonight honey,” Ellie’s voice started to fade in and out.

 

Michele tried to get to her feet and as she did she blacked out.

 

When Michele groggily opened her eyes about an hour later she slowly realised what had happened as her memory returned.  She couldn’t move her hands and feet and realised they were tied to a bed.  She looked over to one side and saw Ellie on her knees bent over the fat cop who was naked and sitting on a chair.  Ellie was fellating the cop who looked over at the bed and saw Michele was awake.  He tapped Ellie on the shoulder and she spat out the cop’s cock and looked over at Michele.

 

“Well hello honey; glad you’re awake.  Now that you are with us, the party can finally really get going,” Ellie sneered sarcastically.

 

Michele looked around the hotel room trying to focus; she could make out a few shapes and realised that there were more people in the room.  She also realised that she was in real trouble.

 

 

To be continued…………………………………