I met Jennifer through work at a retirement event for her uncle. She was a big noise in tourism, and I was Sales Manager for the company her uncle owned near Southampton.
She was very in her early thirties, attractive, slim, tall and alone! I was on my own, the recent divorce having just come through. I looked at her, and saw she was being bored out of her mind by a guy from accounts. We smiled at each other, then I moved closer and spoke to try and break the hold of the boring old guy from her attention. It worked and she spoke. 'Thanks for that, I was ready to kill him.' Her voice was what is now called posh English, but on her it was an incredible sexual style.
I looked again at her. She was small breasted and the dress she wore was close fitting, showing
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a trace nipples and of high cut panty. I am a panty man, and love seeing a little VPL. I also saw she was drinking a large wine in fair gulps while eating small pieces of salmon off the buffet'.
'Hey slow down, or you will have indigestion' I said 'You won't get home safely'
'Who want's to go home' she said bitterly. I replied too quickly 'Not me, nothing to go for.'
She looked at me and smiled 'You too? Im just selling up the old house now HE has gone.' The words were said to hurt. I changed the subject and asked about her work, in small talk ways. But I liked what I saw. The was sex on legs. The guy must have been a real dipstick. (Which turned out to be true). She told me about her job as regional tourism manager, and I told her about my work in aircraft. She grabbed another drink off a passing tray and half drained it. I took her arm and guided us to a couple of seats at the corner of the board room.
'Thanks' she said 'I am sorry, but I don't want to be here. I don't mind uncle, but I can't take people at the moment'. I thought thats it, she has given me the brush. My face must have said so when she looked at me and said 'I didn't mean you, you saved me from a fate worse than death', She nodded toward Mr accounts. She turned and gave me a peck on the cheek, which oozed sex, and had me growing hard. I wanted this woman, and grabbing her hand, kissed her on her lips.
'Come on' she said grinning ' lets get out of here. Can you drive me home. Its 15 miled away though.'
I said yes, and wouldn't have minded if it was 100 miles away. She said she would let uncle know, as he had picked her up to bring her, and five minutes later, after I had said my good bye's we were in the company car park.
'So where to?' I asked as she slid into the seat, her dress riding up as she relaxed. She told me that she lived near the New Forest and gave me directions.
3O minutes later it was a mist which caused the problem as I got lost on a lane in the Forest when she was slow at telling me the turnings. I stopped the car, and reached across to the glove compartment, by hand brushing her right nipple through the dress as I did so.She felt warm, I quickly pulled my hand away, and she as quickly grabbed my hand and put it back. Her nipple grew, and although her breats were small, the nip was really big.
'I want you - now' she said. She pulled her dress up over her head, and I saw this body to die for with her pink bra and panties.
She reached across and helped me, or rather himdered me in getting undressed. Thank God I had worn decent stuff as she yanked at my boxers and grabbed my cock.
Now, Im not going into the fantasy side here, because I am a normal just over 6 inch guy, but I am quite wide, and she just slid across , slid her panties over and jumped on me. She gasped as my cock penetrated her. No foreplay, just a straight in fuck. And she was tight, but very wet. But she rode me in a frenzy and continued to ride me hard, when she came with a real scream, I came right into that warm silky cunt with as much juice as I can ever remember. She kissed me again, this time biting my lip.
'That was the best fuck I have had in years.' Hearing these words from this English rose in her pure English did something to me, because I started getting hard again.
I took command and told her to get off me and get out of the car.She slid off me and opened the door and stood naked by the car. I got out and grabbed her in one long french kiss. Then she moved and bent over the car bonnet.
'Now do me from behind' she husked at me.
'Your wish is my command' I said as I slid my cock toward to cunt.
'No' she said 'Not there. The other one. I want you in my bum'.
I had not had anal. My ex didn't approve. But here was a beauty who wanted me to fuck her arse. I knew my birthdays had all arived together, as I held my even stiffer cock and slowly pushed into her gorgeous puckered anus. She gasped and flinched, but I pushed on and slowly but surely hit base.
'O fuck me - please'. she whimpered, as I pulled out, watching her bum grip my cock, and then push back as I pushed home. The feeling was sublime. I kept pushing and pulling and she kept up little moans which made it more sexy still. After several minutes she said 'Go for it. Fill me' and that was it, We started a fast and furious fuck which only ended with both of us yelling our climax.
We spent the rest of the night in the car, fucking and kissing and talking. It was the start of a brief and very exhauting affair.
Jaing and I went to the same college, it was a small one, but the Asian community seemed to keep to itself alot, which meant that i didn't really run into Jaing much when i started there. It was not until about 6 months into University that i started to notice her around a little, and being brought up in a country town, the appeal of various races was not something i was regularly exposed to back in my small town i grew up in. I was interested in her, but thought nothing of it for a while, but when we started sharing a Neuro class together, I thought she was someone i could get to know, and not having scored going out the last couple of months, i was motivated by sex.
I took some time, going over to her flat more and more regularly, one of those epic three week patience games wher
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e you nervously worry that they think your strange, and then when the weeks were up, she knew i was strange, but seemed to like me anyway.
Anyway, i got her down in my room soon after this to watch a movie with me, i turned the lights out, and we sat down to watch a romantic comedy, (that includes shaun of the dead, doesn't it?) Through the movie, i got a little more courage up, and put my arm over her hips, nervously but it was definitely there, I will take this moment to explain that Jaing is very short, about 4'11 or so, has a deliciously appealing pair of B cup breasts, considering the proportions, and a cute little mouth i could just imagine filling with my ever present... moving along, we will get back to that later. With my hand on her hip, and her not moving away, i slowly got bolder, and kissed her neck, i was a little worried, but all worry melted as she sighed into me, and turned herself towards me.
Whispering, "not there, please, I want to kiss you." i knew what was needed of me, and began kissing those delicious lips, what began as the kisses of a girl never properly kissed grew quickly to passionate deep kisses that caused my desire to grow quicker, and my cock to get hard as i leaned my body against her.
Soon she forces herself away, worried of possibilities that i am optimistic of, but she says she must go, and I let her, I spend the night excited at the prospect of how our relationship would go, and have trouble falling asleep with the memory of her breasts hard against my chest.
A few nights later, along with a few passionate kiss fests, she is obviously feeling a bit more eager, and i have been quite passive, not pushing too much against what she seems to be comfortable with. But when she takes my shirt off, i feel its only right that i do the same, so slowly, button by button, i pick off her pyjama top, my hands running softly over the unexposed skin as my fingers climb up her stomach. Eventually I run my fingers over her nipples, and as she sighs, i move my head down, and with a little uncoordination, pick off her top button with my teeth and slip her top to the side, releasing one then the other of her wonderful tits to my glazed eyes. She seems self conscious, so to help reduce my ability to stare at those globes, i take one in my mouth, and suck it. My tongue sliding back and fourth over it she simply sighs as i decide my attention needs to be split, and i jump between the two, with always fingers running over the lonely one. She keeps moaning and pulling my head to her, her little hands wrapped around my neck do nothing but encourage me, and fire my hardon to greater aggrevation in my shorts.
This girl is on fire, I move up and kiss her lips again, she is heated, and holding me so tight against her, i don't know if she wants more contact against my hard crotch, or she squeezes so tight to stop me getting my wandering hands inside her revealing pyjama bottoms.
So rather than being too pushy, my hands continue to wander, but not anywhere i can get in trouble, but as my fingers run over her hips, she sighs, and i can't help but move away, so my fingers can run down between her legs.
She grabs me tight and squeezes my hand, but doesn't tell me to stop, just closes her eyes, as my finger runs over her panties and feels her moist heat against my fingers, i tempt myself by running along the panties and skin, threatening to slide inside. Jaing smoulders for a moment, then looks straight into my eyes, and says, " not yet, i am not ready for that, not yet" I nod, despite my obvious and very hard desires, and don't complain.
I go back to my rather enjoyable job of playing with her breasts and working them between my fingers to find what makes her sigh the loudest, or what makes her push against my fingers the most, its a hard job, but its a job, hehehehe, and as she continues to kiss me, she starts to slowly take my lead, and sends her own hand down between us to push her hand against my bulge. Now i have less inhabitions, and offer to help her by taking off my pants, she looks at me for a moment with hesitation, then with the naughtiest of looks from that delicious asian face, her eyes peeking at me, she asks if she can do it.
Who am i to refuse that, so i to make it easier, slide off the bed, and stand before her, holding my hips forward in anticipation, trying to emphasize the hardness she is bound get hit in the face with in a moment if she moves any closer. Her fingers deftly slip off my button and she looks up at my face while she unzips my seemingly endless zipper. and pulls the shorts down to reveal my underwear, engorged with my cock about a foot from her gorgeous face. Her fingers run over my hardness through the material, excitedly she repeats the process as my cock jumps to her contact as she strokes down the length of what is viable through the material.She then, almost impatiently slips her fingers under the waistband and again, drops back to super slow mo, as her fingers slide down my legs, having to put a bit more effort in to get the larger end of my cock out from my now unrestraining underwear, and it jumps up infront of her, so hard now that it points up above her head, and she giggles.
Her fingers quickly but slowly move up my legs after dropping my underwear, and now begin to softly wrap around my 6 inch and still growing cock, sitting right before her angelic face. Jaing's incredible hands begin softly, but with appropriate help, wraps both her hands around my engorged cock, as she pulls my uncircumsized cock back and fourth, her hands against each other, push and pull me into a heated excitement, and she is amazed as it hardens more, and her hands wrapped end to end, still expose the large head when she pulls right down against my body. she prompts me down to the bed, and despite my desire to request a blow job, i hold back, and let her not let go of my cock for a moment as i lie beside her.
She leans her leg over me, kisses me deeply, and using one hand, begins what must be the handjob of a well versed professional, never have i felt such devine softness on my cock, and she worked it back and forth slowly, not hard enough to encourage an orgasm too quickly, but she didn't know that, and seemed to just slowly work harder and harder each time i slipped my tongue into her mouth. I think she wanted me to cum in moments, because i began to get more vocal than i had been with her before, and she asked me to sit over her.
I was eager by this stage to do whatever she wanted, and sat my knees astride of her hips, i could see the top of her pyjama's just sitting underneath me, but i didn't push my luck, and i was being too selfish at this point to worry.as i leaned over my little princess, her hands went back to my cock and began what they had been wrapped around moments before, i now noticed how her fingers seemed a little wet, and i asked what had she done, she smiled at me, and cheekily replied
"I licked them, i thought you seemed a little dry, and i liked it when it was wetter at the start, so I thought licking my fingers would help,"
I rolled my eyes considering the possibilities and my hands began a journey of their own as they slid up her body to grope her tits again, and this caused her hands again to speed up on my completely hard cock. She looked at it curiously a lot, and smiled up at me like she was doing the naughtiest thing in the world, I loved it and moved my hips against her, my balls rubbing against her shorts, feeling her warmth so close to my hard cock was great, and i began to move my hips in longer strokes and we began to get a perfect long hard rhythm going. I was really enjoying this experience, and wondering how long i could strech this out, it was just too much, i wanted to last forever, but i was beginning to think she was desperately hungry for me to cum on her. Which made the next thing she do shock me, she slowed down
She looked up and complained i wasn't wet enough, now trying to be a gentleman, i didn't want to be an ass and just asked "what would you like me to do?"
She smiled up again, and said,"please, lean over a bit, hold the headboard, and don't move your hips, i might choke" I smiled greedily as I looked down as i leaned over further, to see my dick sitting directly above those wonderfull tits, and then to send my eyes to the back of my head, she leaned up and licked the underside of my cock, as i looked down, i could see it sitting above her face, until her tongue worked up and she slipped my knob inside her mouth. It was beautiful, she didn't suck anything, just suckled a little very softly, her eyes closed as she started to massage my sensitive head with her lips, slowly taking a little more in her wide open mouth. Her tongue now rubbing my knob softly. coating it in her saliva, and i really begin to go cross eyed, as i am about to tell her i am close, she stops, and pushes me back, I have to complain, i open my mouth," please finish me, i was about to cum in your mouth, your incredible at th....., and she stops me dead in my tracks as her fingers wrap around my now wet cock and begins without hesitation, undoubtebly the hardest pumping of my cock i have ever felt. I complain briefly that it would make less mess in her mouth, but that falls out piece by piece, and her reply along with her pumping hands is enough to get me to the edge, "I know, but i have never seen someone cum properly, and i think it will be sexier on me than in me Bradley."
Moments later, my eyes completely lose focus, she feels in her hands, a pulsing firehose, and looks down to see me cum, really hard. My cock head, sitting just below her belly button as she lays before me, becomes the start of my trail of thick cum, as it ropes out over her, the first spirt going to the side, and leaving a trail fromher shoulder, over her breast and down her stomach, the next she straightens up as she gasps at the sensation, and as she aims it high into the air holding it tight, it pulses a long stream up to her cheek, down the side of her mouth, off her neck, and down between her tits, I pulse perhaps another half dozen times, each shorter, creating a pool on her stomach and I just sit there, completely void of control, as i sit above her viewing the trail of destruction.
She looks up at me, "god Bradley, was I right, that was so sexy, i can't wait till i can have sex with you, I am just going to the doctor to get on the pill in a few days, so we will have to just do this until then."
I sigh, slowly remove her hands from my now super sensitive penis which she seems bent on playing with till it explodes again, and lean down to kiss her deeply in her mouth, still not quite grasping it all,
"I can't wait"
I will continue this if everyone likes, obviously I need to break her cherry still, i started this thinking that I would get there quickly, but an hour later, and that first handjob was done, I promise it gets better, give me a week and some composure, you will get what you want, and I will give you what i desired
Zach, Slater and Screech were sitting at their favorite booth at the Max discussing what else, “Chicksâ€Â. Zach and Slater were telling about how great the sex was with Jesse and Kelly. Zach was telling the guys how Kelly loves she loves to have her tits abused during foreplay. He goes on
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to say that he has put alligator clips on her nipples and then attached weights to them to heighten the sensation. After doing that a couple of times Kelly was seeking more thrills. She then convinced Zach to visit the local adult store and buy a short handled whip.
Zach would then tie Kelly naked to a chair with her arms tied to the arms of the chair and her legs spread and tied to the legs on the chair exposing her shaved pussy to him. He would then lightly start to whip her tits. Kelly would moan and tell him to whip her harder. After applying 45-50 lashes on Kelly’s tits and nipples, he would leave red welts and in some case even draw blood. All this drove her wild and she would ride Zach’s 7†pole until he was exhausted.
Slater, not to be outdone, was recanting his sexual escapades with Jesse, telling them she loved to suck his cock and have him shove it up her ass until she screamed with pleasure. Jesse however, was not content just to suck Slater’s cock, she would lay on the floor with her legs spread as wide as possible and Slater would assume the “69†and lick her cunt until she would reach organism. As he would drive his massive pole up her ass, he would reach out and grab her nipples twisting them until she could no longer stand the pain. By then, he would come in her ass and she would forget all about the sensitive nipples. When they finished, Jesse would then lick Slater’s dick clean and he would once again lick her pussy causing another organism.
It was at this point that Screech had had about all he could stand. He said to the guys, “why the fuck won’t Lisa let me near herâ€Â? Zach suggested that maybe he wasn’t being forceful enough with her and that not take no for an answer. Slater suggested that try bringing her flowers and candy and see if she would loosen up. Screech left the Max in a huff and instead of stopping at the store, went home and picked up his back pack and proceeded to Lisa’s house. Screech knocked on Lisa’s door and she answered the door, letting the wild man into her house. He observed that no one was home but her and thought, “this is my 1 chance to scoreâ€Â.
Lisa said to him, “Screech what the hell are you doing here and what’s in your backpackâ€Â? He replied, “I’ve come to get what I deserve and you better cooperate if you know what’s good for youâ€Â. Lisa suddenly felt a cold rush come over her and she suggested that maybe he go home before he does something he will regret. Ignoring her, Screech reached out and grabbed Lisa by the wrists and twisted her arm behind her back. “Ouch you bastard that hurtsâ€Â, Lisa screamed in pain. “That’s nothing compared to what your going to get by the time I’m finished with youâ€Â. He reached into his backpack and pulled out a pair of handcuffs and proceeded to handcuff Lisa’s hands behind her back. “Now my dear, lets go to my secret place where no one will find us and you may scream as loud as you likeâ€Â. With that, Screech forced Lisa out of the house and into his car. He drove to a secluded home on the outskirts of town. Once inside, Lisa’s jaw dropped, the walls had been sound proofed and the place had no furniture. Screech released the handcuffs and quickly secured Lisa’s hands to manacles that were hanging by chains from the ceiling. Having done that, he pulled her one leg and chained it to an eye bolt in the floor and did the same with the other leg, leaving Lisa’s legs pulled a full 4 feet apart.
“Now my darling we will beginâ€Â, with that Screech produced a large knife and stepped toward Lisa. “Please don’t cut me, I’ll do anything you want just don’t hurt meâ€Â. “Shut up you stupid cuntâ€Â, and backhanded her across the face. Sobbing, Lisa, could only fear the worst. Screech took the knife and cut each button off her designer blouse until it fell open exposing her lacy black bra. He cut the blouse at the shoulders and it fell harmlessly to the ground. Next, he ran the blade up the side of her skirt and it too joined the blouse on the ground, leaving Lisa with only her bra and panties. Those were no match for the knife and both were cut off. Now standing there naked and spread eagled, her nipples were standing at attention and she hated herself for allowing her to become excited. Then she received the shock of her life.
Through the door came Zach and Slater both naked with hardon’s the likes of which she never saw. Screech in the mean time got naked as well, and Lisa gasped at the sight of his 11†fully erect pole. While she was stairing at it Zach came around behind and without warning stuck his 7†dick in Lisa’s ass. WEEEEEEEEEEEE she screamed at the invasion of her bum hole. While she was screaming Slater had positioned himself in front of her and forced her mouth open and shoved his cock all the way down her throat. Gagging on it, she none the less managed to take the whole thing.
Screech looks at Lisa and says, “Now for your big surprise†he walks up to her and shoves his massive dick in her cunt without warning. As his inches the whole 11†in her, Lisa is convulsing from Zach’s dick in her ass and Slater’s in her mouth. The 3 them came at almost the same time and when they finished, she was covered in cum on her face ass and cunt. When they pulled out, she screamed “You fuckin guys you better not be finished yet I want all your dicks againâ€Â.
After the night in which they all fucked Lisa multiple times, they released her and threw a blanket over her and drove her back home. As she was getting out of the car she turned to the guys and said, “Jesse and Kelly could never compete with me, when are we gonna do this again:?
I had tried to keep out of the way of Sarah when Emma called round, which she frequently did these days. Every time I saw Emma, her small tight sexy body laying under me, filled with my juice, came into my mind. It was getting hard (very).
Then, one day, I had an e mail from teacher Sarah at her school, apologising for the fact she may have woken me up when she started her car as she left for her job at 5.30 that morning. I sent the usual 'pity you are having to work so hard' E mail. She went on to say that she was playing a Jazz CD I had burned for her last night, and that Emma had been interested in how I had done it. She then hit me with it - Emma was going round to the house today to do some school work, and would I mind if she came round t
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o see how CD's are burned.
I replied saying that it would be fine - what else could I, or would I, say? I went and showered and put on my best casual gear. Now I wonder why?
At lunch time I heard Sarah's door close, and a couple of seconds later my door bell rang. I went down from my small bedroom office and looking through the frosted glass door sure enough there was Emma.
I opened the door, and there was Emma, but wow, what a change from when I last saw her wearing the school outfit. She was wearing a short top, under which was a small blue sports bra, and with her little belly button showing above the low tight jeans, which showed a tinge of blue panties at the top.
'Well, can I come in?' she said, breaking my gaze at her tummy and the trace of panty. 'I want to see how you do it'. The she grinned and then said 'I mean do the CD's'
I knew what she meant. I invited her in and spoke. 'Emma, Im sorry about what happened. I shouldn't have done it'
She looked at me, and grinning again, with her head to one side. 'Oooh. It was naughty wasn't it. But it was sooo nice'.
I borke the spell before I did something, like ravish her on the spot. I said come on, lets see the CD burner, and being polite I said you first. She ran to the stairs and started up. I swear that she was moving her hips to emphasise her tight little bum. When we got to the top, she turned and pointed to my main bedroom. 'In there?' to which I said 'No. there in the office.'
We went in and I set the computer to the CD programme, and showed her how it all happens. When the CD was burned I said thats it, you just get it out and play.
'Can I get it out for you?' she said turning to me, but I grabbed her hips and turned her to the computer stack on the floor, and quickly she bent forward to press the eject button. Her jeans rode down and I saw that the blue panty was in fact a thong. I looked at the sexy sight, and she turned and saw. She eased my hands off her, and slowly reched for her jeans zip which she lowered, and slowly slid them down. The thong, which had a lace front did not hide her hailress cunt.
Then she lifet the top and bra, and stood in front of me, just wearing the thong.
'Well, Im not taking that off' she whispered. I coundn't resist, and reached over. I slipped my fongers into the thong and slid it down, while I slowly got on my kneees in front of her. I moved close and pushed my tongue toward her tight young slit. The I gently licked up and down, while slowly moving her legs apart.
My tongue moved close to the little nub of her clit. She let out a half whimper and moan as I started to lick. I noticed the gentle scent of her sex as I continued. For a few minutes i just took my time enjoying this girl and her gentle swaying as i moved her to a climax. Suddenly she shook, and her whole frame became warm, and she gasped and fell against me.ÂÂ
'Aaaaaah, ooooooh, oooh woooow ooooh stooooop' She looked at me and kissed my lips which still tasted of her.
She pushed me gently away, and told me to stand up. She reached to my zip and pulled it down. Her little hands reached inside my trousers and through my boxers. She found my rock hard cock and gripped it.
'Please...do me. Fuck my cunt' These words from such a young girl sounded oh so good.
I said lets go to the bedroom. She turned, still griiping my thobbing cock and walked to the bedroom. Then she turned and said get undressed, while she lay back on the bed. I took off my gear, and lowered my boxers. She looked at my cock, and I saw pure lust. i snapped, and grabbed her, turing her face down, I spread her legs, and getting on the bed and kneeling behind her, I slowly pushed my mushroom head into her cunt. She gasped, and slightly lifted her body. I reached forward and gripped her little nipples. The I pushed hard and deep into her.
'Mmmm....ooooh.....mmmm.......yeees' I moved in and out of her. My cock brought her tight lips back with me. Then they went in as I pushed back. I stayed still in hewr warm depths, but knew I couldn't keep like this, and started to move fast in and out of her.
'ooooh..ooooh.. fuck meeee'.
I rammed in to her and suddenly shook as my cum splashed around her tight little tunnel.
She looked round at me, and gently put her hands on my balls.
'So that's how you do burning. I'll ask Sarah to get you to show me Powerpoint.
It all started when I was thinking about this girl. I've had a huge crush on her for several years now, and I'm just tired of waiting for it. She's been a tease, in and out of relationships, and has currently been in one for over a year now. It's been pissing me off, because whenever they would break up, she would come crawling to me and end it when she wanted to get back together with them. Â Â Â Â We live in the same town, so I decided I would drive by her house and see if she was home. I couldn't tell, so I drove back in the other direction. I was driving by a movie theater when I saw her walking with a friend. I jumped out of my truck and ran up to her discreetly, she smiled softly at me and greeted me. She thoug
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ht I was nice, I asked her to come get coffee with me. She said, sure, fine. Her friends walked ahead and I helped her get into my truck.     We're driving around town slowly, I had no plans of taking her back home. She did not know this, perhaps she thought I was lost. She began to squirm a little in her seat, I could tell she was curious. I looked at her, and smiled. I asked her how she was doing.     "Fine." She replied.     "Are you sure you want to go home?" I asked her.     "Yes, my mom is waiting on me." She said, sounding a little frightened by my voice.     "She won't mind if you're a little late." I said with a smile. She asked what I meant, and I didn't reply. I locked the doors, and she began to pound the windows.
    I pulled over, put my hand on her mouth, and pulled her in the back of my truck. She was fighting with me to get away, and I held her close making sure she couldn't get away from me. She was getting angry, kicking me, punching me. I put her down and I unbuckled my pants, pulling them down. She looked surprised and tried to get up. I ripped off my shirt, it came off easily. Then I reached for hers. She was a beautiful girl, tanned, long dark hair, darker eyes, and a good shape. She was of the Asian decent, and perfectly toned. I ripped off her blue shirt, and she called me an asshole. I smiled at her, and I told her I've been waiting to do this for several years now. It's finally my time to give her what she deserves. She began to cry as I pulled her jeans down to her ankles, revealing a pair of purple and black striped underwear. I forced myself ontop of her and I kissed her. She tried to bite me, and I smiled at her. I used my right hand to touch her pussy lips, and moved them underneath the pair of underwear. She looked surprised that I was going this far.
    I pulled them off, and she began to squirm. I told her to stay still, or her mother would get it. She spit at me, and I laughed at her as I fingered her cunt. I was fingering her harder when she started to yell and I placed my hand over her mouth. I told her there's only one more way out of this, and it wasn't a way she was looking for. I had 3 fingers inside of her when she began to calm down, realizing what I could do to her. I licked my fingers, and I pulled down my boxers and positioned myself in front of her.
    "Suck my cock, bitch." I told her, angrily.     "Why the fuck should I?" She asked, and tried to swing at me.
I pushed her down, and forced her mouth open wide and put it inside of her. I could feel her throat ease as my cock slid down her throat. I told her to start sucking, or suffer the consequences. She was sucking slowly, and I pushed her head into my dick more. My dick was sliding back and forth in her mouth, her sucking noises getting louder. I could tell she was starting to enjoy it, but was fighting it. I was fucking her face harder as she began to gag a little. I pushed in deeper and held her head in place as I came in her throat. My load shot deep, and I could tell she had a hard time swallowing. I asked her if she liked it, she shook her head no. I ran my fingers over her pussy lips.
"I find that hard to believe, you're a little wet." I said to her. "I hate you." She said to me.
I laid ontop of her and began to rub her clitoris with force. She told me to stop, I told her to shut up. I licked her twat with desire. She tried to fight the pleasure. I could feel her hips moving against me. I was rubbing faster, and plugging my tongue in and out of her as quick as I could. I could taste her juices coming out of her cunt. I felt she was wet enough to fuck, so I positioned myself. She begged me not to do it, she was a virgin. I told her she would be fine, and to accept the consequences of her actions. I pushed my cock in deep, without any mercy. She yelled out in pain, and I could feel the hymen split open. I moved in and out fast, feeling how tight she was. She was trying to get away from me, and I pushed harder. I was moving in and out of her, squeezing her tits and she was screaming for me to stop. Â Â Â Â After a few minutes, she started to ride me back. I could hear her moaning slightly, as I fucked her harder and harder. I could feel my cock ready to explode, but I kept going. She was sweating, and begging me to fuck her harder.
"Harder!" She yelled. "Fuck my cunt harder!"
I fucked her harder, and felt my cock explode deep in her pussy. All of my cum was released into her pussy and I relaxed. I could tell that this was an experience she would never forget.
Jenna was sitting in the floor of a room. there was nothing there, except one door (which was locked). She looked down at her see through skirt to her vagina. Suddenly the door opened and in came a boy just older than her.
"Fuck him! He is so fucking annoying!"and fuck this and fuck that.
Jenna was scared...she asked "why do u keep saying the f-word?"
the boy turned to her and got down on his knees and hands like a tiger or something.
"Fuck" he said coming closer to her. Jenna moved back but the boy kept coming saying "fuck"
Jenna ran to the corner of the room. the boy came after but standing and his eyes and face got softer. He sat down next to her.
he put his hand under chin and made her look at him. Then
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he said, " Dont' worry about me. I mean no harm" Then when there was nothing left to say...they kissed. so passionate. the tongues battled each other.
Suddely jenna stood up and went to another corner. she was jsut sitting there when she fainted.
When jenna woke up, she found herself in the boy's arms. one of his haNDS was stroking her hair and the other was right under her breast. she could tell that he was trying to touch her nipples. She jerked. He moved his hand around her body and then on top of her nipples. She grunted "Stop it!" with pleasure and fatigue.
She quickly rolled away from him exposing her tight ass and her vagina. She quickly stood up.
"You are such a jerk" she said.
"What?"
"If u hadn't been here i wouldn't have fainted! and if you hadn't been here, you wouldn't have seen what u saw"
"Saw what"
"Saw my.."
"Oh yeah?"
"Yeah!"
Since there was nothing ledt to say again they kissed. the boy moved his around jenna's back and took off her shirt. he looked at her breast and nipples. then he took the skirt off. she started to take off the boy's pants when the door to the room opened.
"Oh, so this is what happening." A guard said.
He took Jenna's arm and pushed the boy hard. He carried her on his shoulders and took her to a fancy room and threw her on the bed. he got naked himself and jumped on top of her. He fucked her a while and when he was getting a drink of water Jenna went back to the boy.. locking all doors in her way. she fell in the boy's arm and got fucked until she couldn't handle him anymore.
Caitlin was 18 stood tall at 4''11. Black mediumn length hair that was straight and shiney. Small framed body with big assets. Her slender legs were so smooth and perfect with a nice round ass and latino hips. Small torso with size 32D Tits. Her skin was pale but her bright red lipstick looked so great on her lips. Her pierced lip, monroe, and nose just made her more attractive. She wore tigh
Harry fell flat on his back by the impact of something hitting him. "Harry Potter sir Dobby is coming to get you. Dobby thinks he find what you look for." Dobby said holding out a wand.
Harry stood up and took it from him while stepping into the room and shutting the door. Harry looked at it closely. It was about ten inches long and a sleek black color. It looked like it was in perfect condition; Harry ran his finger all around it up and down its shaft. Harry looked at the handle and saw there was an R on it.
This made Harry jump up with excitement and before running off to Ron and Hermione he told dobby, "I owe you for this one Dobby. If you need anything just ask."
Harry bo
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lted out of the room, down the corridors, and up many stairs to get to Gryffindor common room, with a couple passages. Hermione, Ron and Ginny were sitting there by the fire and before they could ask where he’s been he grabbed Ginny and told them all to follow him. He led them up to the boys’ dorm because it was empty. Harry pulled the wand out of his pocket and showed it to them. Hermione grabbed it right away and looked it over the best she could stopping on the R at the base of it.
"Wow Harry how'd you find it? Where did you find it?" Hermione asked him while she stroked it.
Harry took it out of her hands before saying, "Well I didn't find it actually, Dobby did. I also don’t want anybody touching this until we can find a way to destroy it."
Harry went to his chest, pulled out an old pair of socks, and stuck the wand inside. He wrapped it up and placed it at the very bottom of the chest underneath his clothes. Harry made sure that when he locked it he added a few protection charms on it so no one accidentally found it.
They all set out to a wonderful lunch which included roast, chicken, mashed potatoes and an assortment of pies for desert. Harry on the other hand could not eat; neither could Ron, because right after lunch was the last Quidditch match of the year and probably the rest of their lives. They all headed to the field and Hermione bode them good luck before heading to the stands. Harry, Ron and Ginny entered the tent where the rest of the team was waiting nervously.
Harry put on his Quidditch robes and stood in front of his teammates, "For some of us this is the last official match we will be playing. I say we make it a match that no one will forget for years to come." This got some cheers from his teammates and he continued; "Now I want the best efforts out of all of you. Let's bring the cup home again for the seventh straight year."
They all cheered and left the tent ready to go for it. The fifteen people lifted up off the grounds and Harry circled the playing field looking for the snitch, as he would always do. Harry heard Luna commentating on the match, which was as enjoyable as always when she messed up the names. The only names she got right were Harry, Ron and Ginny's.
Harry heard the score of 70 to 30 Gryffindor was in the lead and Harry was still searching for the snitch. He was searching every inch of the field and could not see it so he circled lower and lower. Harry weaved in and out of players racing from each end of the field to the other and back. Harry flew up behind Ron to look the entire length of the field, which did not help at all.
As he took off to look higher, he was hit smack in the side of the head by a quaffle soaring past Ron. Harry laid flat on his back looking up and heard the whistle indicating a time out. He looked up and saw Ginny standing over him but all he could hear was ringing. Harry sat up and stood for a few seconds before mounting his broom and kicking off again.
Harry circled the field as the whistle was blown to continue playing. The score was now 100 to 70 and Harry knew he needed to find the snitch soon. Harry looked over at the opposing side of the field and noticed something shimmer behind the goal post. Harry took off streaking toward it with the other seeker on his tail. Harry was streaking toward the ground at breaking speeds and lifted himself up just in time with the snitch in hand. Harry looked up and he blacked out. Harry awoke some time later in the hospital wing. Ginny was sitting beside his bed putting a cool cloth on his head. Harry looked at her but before he said anything, she spoke up.
"You ran smack into the wall below the stands where Ravenclaw were sitting and passed out. You pulled out of your plunge a little to close to it." Ginny told him with a little worry on her face, "The match ended three hours ago and diner is about to start. I'll go and nip some food for us and come right back."
As Ginny, left he looked around the room and noticed he was the only one there. Harry lay back down, closed his eyes and fell asleep. Harry awoke some time later to a loud smashing noise. He sat straight up and looked around but the room was still deserted. Harry got out of bed, pulled on his robes, and grabbed his wand out of the pocket. Just then, the door flew open.
The True Hero Falls
Harry turned to the door just as a flash of green light flew past his head. Bellatrix was standing there with her wand pointed at Harry. He ducked behind his hospital bed just as another curse hit the bedspread and caught it on fire. Harry pointed his wand at the door and sent a spell (nvbl) back at her missing and exploding a picture hanging on the wall.
She ducked behind a dresser that was standing right next to her as she sent another curse at Harry. He saw the bed was engulfed in flames and had an idea. He grabbed the bed and pushed it toward Bellatrix while he pulled his cloak out from his back pocket. After putting, it on Bellatrix was looking all around the room for him sending random spells everywhere.
Harry snuck out the door and looked down the deserted corridor. The only thing Harry could hear was Bellatrix getting mad because she could not find him. He bolted down the corridors and stopped right in front of the portrait of the fat lady but she told him the room was deserted and she heard that He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named had everyone trapped in the great hall.
Harry told her he still needed to get in to get something out of his trunk so she let him enter. Harry ran up to his room and back down in a matter of seconds. Harry ran for the great hall taking the shortest rout possible checking the map as he went, he had grabbed it out of the chest. Harry stopped inside of a passage real close to the great hall and noticed that Voldemort, Snape, Drako and everyone else was in there.
The children were sitting against the wall behind all the teachers and members of the order except Hagrid who was still in his hut. The death eaters, twenty or so of them, were walking back and forth in front of his friends with a few of them circling the room. Voldemort was standing in the middle with Snape, Wormtail and Drako by his side while his snake circled them.
Harry told himself he had to think of something before going in there. He checked the map again for Ron, Ginny and Hermione. He saw them in the middle sitting with Luna, Cho and Neville. Harry knew he had to think fast because he could tell Voldemort was getting restless. Harry whispered, "Kreacher" which in an instant he appeared along side Dobby. "Kreacher I want you to run past those death eaters to distract them. Dobby can you go down to Hagrid’s hut and tell him Voldemort is in the castle. I need to get inside to help my friends.
They both bowed in acknowledgement and left from the hidden passageway. Harry stood there and threw on his cloak when he heard yelling then silence. He crept out from his hiding and made his way to the door.
"Where is Potter? He should be here by now." Harry heard Voldemort complain. "Bellatrix should be here by now; she should have found him by now."
Just then, Harry heard footsteps behind him and slipped inside the room before Bellatrix came running in.
"He got past me sir. He had his invisibility cloak with him and slipped into the hall." Harry could tell Voldemort was mad. He walked over to the students saying,
"Well I shall entertain my self while I wait." He then reached out and grabbed Cho from the mist of the students. "From what I heard," he said looking at Draco, "you were the girlfriend of the boy I killed on the night I returned."
Voldemort shoved her into one of the tables sitting on the far side of the room. She slumped down to the ground looking up at Voldemort crying and pleading with him. Voldemort pulled out his wand from his robes and walked over to her. He had a nasty little grin on his face from what Harry could see. Harry slipped along the students behind the death eaters looking on at the entertainment.
Harry made it to Hermione and bent over to whisper in her ear, "Don’t say anything to show I’m here just listen. Do you guys have your wands on you?" he asked her and she shook her head looking over at a table sitting at the head of the room, right below the teachers table.
Harry saw that there were all the wands of the students sitting there.
Harry bent back over and continued, "Well I’m pretty sure I can go over and get a few of them. I need your help if I am to pull this off. Tell Ron, Ginny, Luna and Neville to be ready and not to act surprised when their wands appear. I need you guys to take out as many death eaters as you possibly can while I work on Voldemort. Try getting the Order's wands for them so they can help out."
After Harry knew that she understood and snuck off to the table. Harry heard Cho crying loudly behind him but he had to get to the wands and get back. Harry stowed a handful, about ten wands inside the cloak with everyone else’s attention turned elsewhere made his way back to Hermione and the others. Harry put all but a few into her hands and gave the others to Ginny, Ron, Luna and Neville who all gripped them tightly.
Harry knew he was now that everyone was ready to go. Harry saw the room light up in a green color and froze. He could not hear Cho anymore and slowly turned around. Cho was on her back with her teary eyes wide open, spread eagle and dead. Harry felt his eyes tear but he turned it into pure anger and stepped forward pulling off his robes as he approached Voldemort. Harry had his wand pointing right at the back of his head as he passed the first death eater who shouted for his master to turn around as he tried grabbing Harry. Harry yanked his arm out from the death eaters grip.
"Harry potter, so nice of you to join us." Voldemort said with his back to Harry looking down at Cho's lifeless body. "Tell me Harry, how does it feel to loose another loved one? You have been a thorn in my side for way to long and you shall die on this night. Do you have any last pleads for your life?†he said turning to look Harry in the eyes. Harry was steaming mad by now and had almost forgotten his plans. Harry lowered his wand slowly to his side but keeping a firm grip on it.
"Do you have any last for YOUR life" Harry mocked him back.
All Voldemort could do was laugh at Harry, "Stupid stupid boy. Do you not realize how far I have come in life? I am immortal and after I kill you no one will ever question my powers."
By now Harry just felt like mocking him because he knew if he could distract him he could execute his plans.
“Oh are you talking about your seven Horcruxes. Yeah I know all about them. Dumbledore told me all about them before he died." Harry saw the shock on Voldemort's face and smiled, "Didn't think I knew did you? Well I do and I’m pleased to tell you all but two have been destroyed."
Harry reached into his pocket and pulled out Ravenclaw's wand from his pocket. Harry saw Voldemort's eyes light up and look at the wand. Voldemort tried lunging at the wand but Harry just backed up a little.
"Now let’s negotiate here." Harry told him feeling confident in his actions. "You release every here and ill face you one on one. The better man wins."
Voldemort did not like this one bit, "How about you face me here and now in front of everyone or my death eaters will start killing your friends."
With this all, the death eater withdrew their wands and pointed them at a student of their choice. Harry thought that this would work in his favor and started thinking of a new plan.
Meanwhile Voldemort took his silence as weakness, "I can always make new Horcruxes by using your classmates here. Kill them."
Harry yelled but it was too late. The death eaters each sent out their own curses. One by one student fell over, Seamus, Katie, the Pavarti twins and some other students Harry did not know. Harry Took out his wand and yelled, "Now"
Harry jumped sideways and shot whatever curses came to his head at the death eaters while receiving his fair share. Ron, Hermione, Ginny and the others jumped up and fired their own curses at the death eaters. Hermione threw the extra wands to members of the order who grabbed them and jumped in on the fight. During the confusion, Voldemort's snake vanished from sight. Harry had his wand in one hand and Ravenclaw's wand in the other.
Harry had an idea to try to break it as he hid behind a desk. Harry took the wand in his had and snapped it in half but nothing happened. Harry set it on the floor and with a few select words set it on fire. Its flames glowed black emitting red smoke from it. Harry knew this had worked and decided to go after Voldemort. Harry lifted his head up and saw Voldemort and Wormtail exit through the door. As Harry got up, the desk he was behind exploded with a powerful curse, which knocked him off his feet.
Harry regained his structure and bolted for the door. He saw Voldemort's cloak disappear around a corner that lead to the front doors. Harry took some hidden passages and wound up right behind Voldemort as he headed out the front door. Harry stopped at the door way because Voldemort and Wormtail were standing there looking up into the sky.
Harry looked up to and saw Gwarp standing there, "You not leave. Hagger I stop them."
Hagrid came running and stopped at the ankle of his brother who had grown considerably since the last time Harry saw him.
"Turn around and face me you coward. This ends here and now and I promise you I will be walking away." Harry felt more confident than he had ever felt before. Harry held his wand straight out toward Voldemort and Wormtail slinked off to the side.
"Very well, Potter if you choose to die today I will accommodate you. "Avada Ked..."
Harry was quick on the uptake, "Expelliamus"
Their wands had connected again with lava like lights spewing from both of their wands. Harry however was ready for this and pulled out the mirror his godfather gave him. Harry lowered his wand and at the same time lifted the mirror in its place. Voldemort jumped out of the way just in time for his curse to burn the side of his robes.
Harry threw down the mirror because it had been destroyed by the impact. He then raised his wand at the now dazed Voldemort. "Crucio" was the first spell to Harry's head but it had no impact.
"HA HA HA you still don’t mean to cause me harm do you." Voldemort said raising his wand. "Let me show you how it’s done. Crucio." Harry saw the wand light heading straight at his head. Harry did not know what to do. He just prepared for the curse to hit him. "AAAHHHH"Harry opened his eyes and looked down. Wormtail was lying on the ground screaming in pain. Harry was confused at to why Wormtail protected him but had a fight to get to.
†Harry just stand still and let this be painless on your self. Your parents died with courage and your just being a baby." Voldemort yelled at him.
Harry saw flashes of his parents, Serious and Dumbledore dieing in his head, which brought the rage out of him. "Avada Kadava" Harry yelled out and the spell hit Voldemort square in the chest. Voldemort had collapsed on the ground.
He had done it; he had killed Voldemort after all this time, it was over. Harry looked down at the lifeless body. Wormtail had stopped withering on the ground and just looked asleep. Harry sat down on the grass, exhausted from the fighting. It was dark out by now and everything was fading from sight. Harry all of a sudden saw a flash of green light coming at him and a shadow seemed to block him from it. Wormtail was lying in front of Harry, dead and lifeless. Harry jumped to his feet but Gwarp saw this and brought his arm down to hit Voldemort.
"No Gwarp he's mine I can handle him." Harry yelled at him, which made him bring his massive hand back.
Harry was shocked at how Voldemort could have withstood that straight at his chest. "Silly boy, I am not alive so there for can not be killed.
Harry was lost; he could not kill what is not alive. Harry just started shooting off curses toward Voldemort and most of them, blocked as if they did not exist. Harry was the target of a curse, which hit him in the ribs, and he felt them break on impact. Harry grabbed his sides and looked up at Voldemort.
Harry lifted his wand, "Sectumsempra" Harry could see Voldemort open up with cuts all over but there was a problem. There was no blood spilling out of the slices. Now Harry was worried, he knew he had to kill Voldemort but he did not know how. "What has Dumbledore always told me? I know of something Voldemort can not understand." Love was the answer but the question was how he was supposed to use it.
Harry ducked when a curse was heading toward him. He knew he was running out of time but he knew he had to do something. Just then, it hit Harry. He ran forward, dodging curses flying at him, and grabbed Voldemort around his mid section. He then reached up and planted his hands on Voldemort's face.
Voldemort started screaming in pain and anguish. Harry reached inside his robes and let his hand burn straight into Voldemort's stomach. Harry stood up and watched as Voldemort turned to ashes in front of his eyes. Harry collapsed and passed out. Harry was filled with, for the first time in his life, the sense that everything was going to be fine.
The War Ends
Harry awoke some time later to the felling of a cool rag pressed to his head. He tried to get up but he was pushed back down onto his bed.
"Just lay there. You need your rest." Harry heard Ginny tell him before falling asleep again.
He awoke the next day to loud talking in the room and knew that Mrs. Weasley had arrived. Harry sat up and looked around for his glasses but could not find them until someone handed them to him. Harry looked up and his heart jolted. Dumbledore was sitting next to his bed. Harry was at a loss for words that he just stuttered.
"Easy Harry I shall explain in a moment when we are alone. But for now some people want to see you." Dumbledore told him.
Harry looked and at the other side of the room with their parents were Ron and Ginny. Hermione was sitting on Harry's other side sleeping. Harry reached over and shook her to wake her up. Hermione stirred and looked around before she saw Harry and jumped up embracing him in a hug.
"I'm so happy you’re alright. I knew you would be but some others didn't." she said with a smile and tears streaming down her face.
Ron and Ginny noticed Harry had awakened and ran over to him. Ginny attacked him by jumping on the bed right on top of him. Ron on the other hand just shook his hand, "Good job." Harry was pleased everyone wanted to be with him but he asked them all to leave so he could talk to Dumbledore alone. After all the hugs and kisses, the room emptied leaving the two of them alone.
"I know Harry, I should be dead. Your right I should be but, as you can see, I am not. After Snape lifted me out of the window and I floated to the ground I was dead. Although Voldemort has Horcruxes, there are other ways of extending your life. You see Harry there is an old and powerful magic I came across to where if some were to sacrifice their lives and something else sacrifices their lives for that person. They can live again.
"I can tell you’re confused so I'll explain it. As you know, Snape made the Unbreakable Vow with Narcissa. Draco's job was to kill me, and if he failed, Snape would have to kill me. As you saw Draco could not kill me, he just did not have it in him. Therefore, when Snape showed up he had no choice to do it. You heard Snape and I had an argument earlier last year. I was making him promise to me that he would kill me if it came to that.
"So that was my sacrifice, I would die instead of Snape. At the funeral, Fawkes sacrificed her life to save mine by flying into the coffin and giving me her soul. I was able to Apparate out of the coffin to a safe place no one knew where I was. I had to let you face Voldemort alone, it was the only way you could succeed."
Harry sat there for a minute taking in all Dumbledore was telling him. Then it hit him, "Sir, why did Wormtail sacrifice his life for mine?"
Dumbledore smiled at Harry, "Wormtail is your uncle. To be more exact your fathers brother, well adopted brother. Your father’s parents adopted Wormtail when he was young and that is why he was always around him. Wormtail, I am guessing, never meant for Voldemort to kill your parents. He perhaps expected him to turn them to his side. When Voldemort tried killing you he couldn't let you just die so he sacrificed his life to save yours. Perhaps he wanted to undo what he had done some how."
Dumbledore sat to await Harry's next question. "When I touched Voldemort my skin seemed to burn him. I thought he was immune to my touch now?" Harry asked him.
Dumbledore shook his head, "No Harry he was immune to your mothers love and sacrifice for you, but not Wormtail's. When He jumped in front of you, that set another powerful protection on you. That is why you were able to touch him again. Now I shall go speak to the minister and Minerva. Yes, she is still headmistress of the school. I think I shall apply for the minister of magic position and get Stan Shunpike out of jail. You are ready for the real world and I shall watch over you."
Dumbledore got up to leave but Harry had almost forgotten, "Sir one more thing. The snake is still out there."
Harry told him. Dumbledore turned to him, "Actually Gwarp can be thanked for not letting the snake away. This morning when we searched the grounds for any death eaters left over we came across a smashed snake in the middle of a giant foot print."
Dumbledore turned and left which let the others come back in. "So what happened after left last night?" Harry asked them.
Ginny was the one who spoke up first. "Well after you left we fought the death eaters and Snape joined us. All the death eaters were grouped together against the swarm of people coming down on them. A few of them died before the rest gave up after we injured them a lot. We had some injuries but nothing major although Slughorn will be retiring for good. I killed Greyback for attacking my brother and Hermione knocked out Bellatrix after she hit Ron with the Crucio curse. But all in all we did great."
Madam Pomfrey came in and gave Harry a dose of the sleeping potion and he fell asleep felling warm all over. Harry was released the next day for the end of the year feast and awarding on the school trophy, which Gryffindor won again. Yearbooks were handed out to all the seventh years as they boarded the train to head home. Everyone spent the entire time getting signatures and it seemed everyone wanted Harry's. After being aloud through the barrier, Harry saw Mr. and Mrs. Weasley standing there but no aunt and uncle. Harry was relieved he did not have to go back there and they were probably glad of the same. Harry was planning to stay with the Weasleys until he could find a place to stay. Harry approached them, said his hellos and just came out with it.
"Can I stay with you until I find a place to stay?" Harry asked he.
Molly just looked at him with a straight face, "I'm sorry Harry but we just don't have the room. I'm pregnant again so the twin's room is being turned into a nursery."
Harry had a disappointed look on his face.
Molly continued though, "But, if you will remember you own your own house and we shall take you to it. They all piled into the ministry car, which the new minister Dumbledore arranged. Moreover, they drove for about and hour, Harry did not want to go back to Grimmuald place but he had no choice. He needed a place to live. The car pulled to a stop and Harry looked out of his window. Harry was not outside of his godfather’s house but he was outside of a place he never expected.
A New Beginning
Harry got out of the car and walked up to the house. He was standing at Godrics Hallow staring up at his parents’ house. Harry turned to look at the Weasleys with a look of shock on his face.
"I was rebuilt this year for you. We all knew you needed a place to stay after school ended so all of your friends chipped in and built this for you. It's an exact replica of your parents’ house." Mr. Weasley told him but there was only one thing on his mind right now.
"Where are my parents buried?" Harry asked them and they al took a trip about a block away to a cemetery.
Mr. Weasley walked him to two headstones. "Here lies James Potter, beloved father, brother, friend and husband. “We shall overcome all evil" next to his father was his mother's tombstone, "Here lies Lily Potter loving mother, sister, friend and wife. “Love will conquer all."
Harry read them and started getting teary eyed. He knelt down on his knees and whispered, "I did it, I got revenge for your and everyone else’s death. I just wish you were still alive but it had to turn out this way and I know that. Well I am going to be a father now and between you and me, Mrs. Wesley’s baby is probably mine to. I am going to go look at my new house and I will be back to visit you from time to time.â€Â
Harry got up and looked around and Ron, Ginny and Hermione were the only ones left. Harry walked over to them asking where their parents went, "They went home leaving us here to keep you company." Ginny had told him.
They all headed back to the house and through a marvelous remake of the front door. The inside was exactly as Harry had seen it inside the pensive, although without his parents.
The house had three bedrooms and Harry had an idea, "Why don't you three move in with me?"
Everyone loved the idea. A few months went by and Ginny gave birth on July the fourth to a healthy baby girl. She looked like Ginny with the red hair except for her eyes, as green as Harry's and his mother's. A month later on the eighth Molly gave birth to yet another boy who, thankfully, looked just like his Arthur. Hermione had never gotten pregnant so they went to see a doctor and found out that she could not get pregnant. When school started the baby, named lily, would stay with her grandparents while Ginny finished her last year of school and Ron and Harry had auror training. Hermione decided on becoming a teacher.
Life was great for everyone now that Voldemort was defeated and all of his death eaters were rounded up. Giants were corralled back into the mountains to live while Dementors, under strict supervisee, went back to guarding Azkaban.
Over the next few years, Harry and Ginny had a few more babies, an average of one a year. By the time Ginny was finished with her auror training they had 5 kids running around. Lily, Albus, Serious, James and Lupin along with the four adults were out growing the house so they built on to it. Even though Ron and Hermione never had kids Harry's would call them mom and dad.
Life had turned out as good as Harry could have expected and loved it. He would visit his parents grave and talk to them at least once a month to tell them how everything was going. Harry took them flowers each time and laid it upon their graves. Harry never wanted to leave but he knew each time that he had a family of his own and his parents were proud of the way he turned out.
Sarah, my neighbour, was out with her teacher friends in London, and wouldn’t be home for a couple of days as it was half term. So, her little sister, the lovely Emma told Sarah that as she had a load of school course work to do, she would come to my place and study, while keeping an eye on Sarah’s house. So, she arrived, and in her usual coy way asked me if I minded if she called Jay for him to come over, “Oh†she said as an afterthought “would you mind if he came for the evening with us?â€Â
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"font-size: 10pt">Well, knowing I had helped set her on track with Jay, after her session with us both, I had no qualms about agreeing, and wondered what the little minx had got planned. Obviously it involved both of us, as she looked at me with that cute little ‘head to one side’ she gave when she was feeling that way.
I went to my room and listened to them fucking next door. I lay in bed thinking about Emma and wondered where I was going to fit in (literally) after 10 minutes. Oh well, I thought as I lay in bed rubbing myself slowly and thinking about some hot scenes from the film and Emma lying naked in the next room. Eventually, I heard a load of noise which concluded that they had finished. I heard him say goodnight, and then heard the front door close.
I heard her call me.
“Steve. Come and get me!â€Â
Then I got up to go through to her room so I got out of bed and let my erection fade a bit, then decided to pull on some boxer shorts. I went in, and closed the door behind me, Emma was sitting up in bed with a white sheet pulled up over her, and a few magazines were lying on the bed. “Hi†she said, “Come over here†she said and patted her hand on the empty side of the bed. I sat down on the bed beside her. “How did you enjoy the film?†she asked with a smile on her face. “I think I enjoyed it too much “I told her and then she turned onto her side and faced me.
She put a hand out and touched my chest as I lay down beside her. I simply closed my eyes and lay back as her warm hand stroked gently over my chest and down across my stomach. She was still covered fully by the sheet, but I could see her small framed body  under them and she looked great. Her hand went all over my upper half, chest, and up over my shoulders and neck. I could feel my cock moving in my shorts and as I looked down at them, my erection was very obvious. Emma moved her hand down over my boxer shorts, cupped her fingers under my balls, and gave them a gentle squeeze. My cock jumped again and was almost fully erect, then with her fingers; she pulled the waistband down revealing my erect cock. She pulled them down until my cock was fully exposed and tucked the elastic waistband under my balls, pinching them tight. My cock seemed to stiffen even more as she did this and then her fingers wrapped around the top of my cock and she held it in her warm hand. I was not in a great position to touch her yet, so decided to relax until she moved position. She pulled at my foreskin slowly and very gently until the purple head of my cock was appeared. This made me want to cum right then, but I soon relaxed again as she started to jerk me off slowly. I turned to look at her as she stroked my cock and thought how great this was, it seemed bad in a sense, but I loved it and had fantasized about this happening for a long time. Emma then brought her hand up to her mouth and licked the palm, leaving a thick coating of saliva on it and then placed it around my cock again. It was smooth and warm as she began to jerk me off and she leaned forward over my stomach, letting her hair brush over my chest. I put both hands on her head and turned her face up towards me, then as she opened her mouth I did the same and my tongue pushed in through her soft lips and into her mouth. We kissed hard for a few minutes and then Emma slowly moved out from under the sheet and crouched beside me. I began to push my shorts down and Emma helped by pushing them down and eventually I kicked them off onto the floor. As soon as our mouths parted, I knew where she was going and I placed my hand on her back and began to caress her lower back and down over her arse, that lovely small nicely defined arse, lovely and firm, and just slightly skinny. Her tongue licked down over my stomach as I tried to turn her arse more towards me, then suddenly her hot tongue touched my cock. She licked from the tip all the way down over my balls, then quickly came back up, and slid her lips down over the entire length of my cock. Oh fuck, this was good. I was now fondling her pert breasts with my right hand as they moved back and forth and was stroking her arse and the back of her naked thighs with my left hand. She was sucking me and jerking me off at the same time, which was great, and her arse was moving further up the bed towards my face. I was hoping that she would lift her leg over my head and we would be in a nice 69 position, but she just kept moving closer. I then started to stroke her arse and move my fingers close to her arse and pussy. I slipped a hand between her thighs and moved it up slowly, feeling her smooth thighs, which felt slightly damp. As I got closer to her pussy, it seemed more wet than damp, but I assumed it was sweat or maybe her sweet pussy juices. Emma was now holding my foreskin down with one hand, and was alternating with her mouth and other hand as she sucked and jerked me off. She was clearly very horny, was making a lot of noise with her lips, and was breathing heavily. Just then, as I was thinking about how wet she was, she lifted her leg up and over my chest, settling with her pussy and arsehole only inches from my face. I immediately placed my hands on her arse cheeks and pushed them gently apart. It was now clear why her arse and thighs were so wet. As I spread her cheeks, sperm began dripping from her pussy and I could smell it in the air in front of me. So Jay must have fucked her and cum inside her in that short 10 minutes they spent in bed together. I love her now fully shaved pussy, no hair at all on her lips or anywhere around her pubic area, just smooth skin. I just marvelled at the sight before me. Emma’s sweet pussy with warm cum dripping from between her lips and a slick shiny coating of cum down the insides of her thighs. As a few drops of cum dripped onto my chest, I put both hands on the insides of her thighs and stroked upwards towards her pussy, catching a few fresh dribbles of cum from her pussy and smearing them up onto her arse. With cum now on my hands, I started to rub them over her pussy feeling the cum spill out onto my fingers. Then with my hands wet with sperm, I reached down to her chest and massaged the cum into her warm breasts. As I did this Emma sat back further and her cum soaked arse lowered down closer to my face. I turned to the side and kissed her soft cheeks, licking them and wondering what to do next, the smell of sperm was very strong and was mixed with the smell of her sweet juices. I took her by the hips, pulled her pussy back onto my face, and began to lick the soft skin between her pussy and the top of her thighs. I could taste the salty cum that has started to dry on her thighs, but then moved my tongue under her plump pussy lips and pressed it between them. Her lips parted and I could feel the warm sperm on my lips and tip of my tongue. Normally this would have seemed weird to me, but at this particular moment it made me feel hornier then ever and my cock stiffer than I had ever know it to be. I licked up over her pussy lips and across her arsehole, tasting the cum and spreading it over her as I licked at her holes. She opened her thighs wider as I began to suck her lips into my mouth and I could now feel the weight of her pressing down on my face. I pushed my tongue deep into her now and as my tongue swirled inside her, the sperm that was deep inside her pussy started to flow out and into my mouth. It must have deep inside her, because it was still very hot and there was a lot of it. The cum began to fill my mouth as I tongued her pussy, some spilled across my lips and ran down my neck onto the bed, while more of it started to slide down my throat. I was licking her pussy feverishly now and was incredibly turned on by what I was doing and could feel my own cum started to build up inside me. Emma had started to rock her pussy back and forth on my face and I assumed that she too was getting close to cumming. I tried hard to hold off the feeling of wanting to cum, but I was so turned on by everything that was going on. I started to mumble that I was going to cum, to give Emma the chance to pull my cock from her mouth. She heard me and immediately took my cock from her mouth, but then said “Hold on, don’t cum yet†and she turned herself around to face me and straddled me. She then fumbled to get my cock inside her, which felt amazing and extremely hot once inside. Then, as her sweet little pussy started to pump up and down on my cock, she put her arms on the bed beside me and we began necking passionately. I could hear her mumbling “I want you to cum inside me†and “cum in my pussy†as we kissed. Well, that was enough for me and after no more than 10 or 20 pumps of her cunt on my cock, I was ready. I grabbed her tight around the hips, feeling my fingernails scratching her soft skin, and held her tight as my hips pressed up into her. Her mouth moved away from mine as she began to cum and just as I felt the walls of her pussy contract around my cock, I exploded inside her. The feeling of cumming inside her was so good, much more intimate than cumming on her or even in her mouth. The spurts that went up inside her felt very powerful and there were much more than during normal masturbation. I could feel her legs shaking from her orgasm and held her tight as my cock began to soften and slipped out of her pussy. She straighten her legs down the bed as she lay on me and my cock was still lying between her arse cheeks as the last of my sperm sprayed up across her arse and pussy. Her head was on my chest as we both relaxed and after a few moments I could feel the cum inside her start to run out off her cunt and trickle down into my pubic hair and down around my balls. I was at that moment that the silence was shattered. “You two having fun?†I heard loud and clear from the corner of the room. We both looked over to see Jay standing there with the door closed behind him. I subconsciously looked at the time, 12:22am. “Oh yes†was all I could say. All this had happened in about 35 minutes and seeing Jay again tonight was obviously part of the plan of Emma’s.
All Emma said was “I thought you would be back before now.â€Â
“I was,†Jay said, as he walked over to the bed and looked at the cum all over his girlfriends arse “but I enjoyed watching you bothâ€Â. Neither Emma nor I moved and her arse was well exposed for him to see exactly how far we had gone.
“Mind if I fuck her now?†he asked in my direction. Emma sat up and looked at me, and then back at Jay, she was clearly pleased that he was acting this way. He looked at my cock as it lay there covered in cum. I looked down as well and said “Sure, if Emma’s ……†She blurted out that she would like it, before I could finish speaking. She then turned over onto her back and lay on the bed as Jay began to undress in front of us. Once naked I looked at his cock and he too had shaven the hair from his balls, but had also shaved off all the hair around his cock. It looked weird with no hair anywhere near his cock and made his cock look bigger, but also made it look very clean. His cock was close to being erect. I sat up on the bed as Emma found her panties under the sheets and used them to wipe some of the cum from her pussy. Jay then moved to the end of the bed looking up at Emma, he took the panties from her and started to rub her pussy with them. It appeared at first he was wiping the sperm off, but then became clear that he was trying instead to arouse her again. I watched as he circled her clit with her wet panties and fingered her pussy with them, not caring at all about the cum on his hands. He then took her panties and slipped them over his cock, which was now fully erect, then moved the panties up and down his shaft until his foreskin had rolled back and his smooth, red head was exposed. Emma got up on her hands and knees and made her way to the end of the bed, taking his cock in her mouth as soon as she got there. I watched as her mouth slid down over him and her hand came up to take hold of the panties and start to slide them up and down his shaft. They were quite well soaked with my cum and as Emma moved them up and down his cock I could see his shaft glisten with sperm and a few drops of cum drip from the panties onto the floor. Emma‘s arse was once again sticking up in the air in front of me and although it was an agreed upon threesome, I wasn’t sure whether to go ahead and join in. I looked over at her arse several times, and moved closer to her as she opened her legs a little wider for me. “I think Emma might like it if you were to play with her arse a bit, then maybe we can fuck it. Did you fuck her arse tonight?†“No, no I didn’t†Then without anymore messing around or chatting, I got behind her and began to stroke her smooth arse cheeks again, while gazing at her sweet looking arsehole. I started by brushing some cum up over her arse and as my fingers touched it; I could feel her jump a little. I put my fingertips inside her pussy and once coated in sperm, I smeared it over her tight arsehole and let my fingers spread it and press it gently.  As I was touching her arse and Emma was sucking his cock, Jay could see clearly what I was doing. His hands slid down her back and onto her arse cheeks and held them apart as I rubbed around her arse, then he pressed the tip of a finger inside her arsehole and pulled it out again. This drove Emma nuts and brought a big smile to Jay’s face. As he held her arse open for me I leaned forward and kissed Emma’s full arse cheeks, then let my tongue glide over her arsehole and flick around it, once again tasting the cum that was on her arse. Well, that got me fully hard again and I then locked my open mouth over her arsehole and let my tongue slide up inside her tight hole. It was hard to get my tongue inside, but I kept poking and prodding it with my tongue and then when I moved away, Jay would slip a finger inside her, getting deeper ever time. Soon her arsehole loosened up and I could easily slip my tongue into it and both of us were now poking her arse with our fingers. Emma was no longer able to suck Jay’s cock as she could hardly stay still with the attention her arse was getting and it was clear this was a favourite thing of hers. Jay then moved to the side of the bed and pulled Emma’s arse round to face him and standing behind her he pulled her closer to the edge of the bed, still on her hands and knees. I got up on my knees to the side of her to watch as he held his cock up to her arse, the panties still hanging around the base of his shaft. I pulled her right arse cheek towards me to help open her up a bit for him and then he laid his rigid cock against her arsehole. The head slid up over her several times and then he held his tip and pointed it down at her arse and ever so slowly, the tip sank inside her. It only went so far and Emma tensed up, then easing up on his cock, it slipped back out. Jay did the same again and this time the head almost went fully inside, but again she tensed up. Then Jay took his cock out and pushed it between her pussy lips and all the way inside her until her panties were pressed firmly between his balls and her pussy. Once again he took his cock from her cunt and now it was very wet and slick with cum and Emma’s juice. He touched the head against her arsehole again and pushed inside. In one fluid motion, the entire length of his cock disappeared between her cheeks and he began to glide in and out of her arse. My cock was now very hard indeed, but I couldn’t take my eyes from her arse as Jay fucked it with long, hard strokes. Emma had now flopped her arms and head down into a pillow and was moaning and grunting like crazy, she was basically in heaven with a cock in her arse. I could only imagine being in Jay’s position right now and I really hoped that I would get the chance to fuck her arse. The concentration on Jay’s face was intense as he fucked her each time with the entire length of his cock. I was amazed at how easily he was sliding in and out of her now and I continued to watch closely and gently stroked her arse cheeks and back of her thighs with my left hand, while I put my right hand under her and fondled her breasts. After fondling her breasts for a few minutes, I slid my right hand between her well spread thighs and toyed with her clit before plunging my fingers into her open cunt. She was totally soaking wet and I could easily push three fingers into her and could feel Jay’s cock from inside her pussy as he fucked her arse. Jay began to change his movements slightly, fucking her arse a little quicker than before and his breathing began to speed up. He was sure to cum soon and I was going to be right there to see it happen, only inches from my face. I became very turned on and moved my right hand over Emma’s pussy and started to slap her pussy lightly from underneath which made a lovely wet slapping noise. Hearing this noise was a big turn on for all of us I think, as Emma started to rock back and forth on the bed against Jay’s cock. I rubbed and slapped at her pussy and could occasionally feel Jay’s balls and Emma’s wet panties hitting my hand, then I felt his balls press against my hand and stay there. I pulled my hand away and looked at Jay’s cock as it began to pulse and twitch and I knew that a load of hot sperm was being pumped deep into Emma’s arse. All three of us were still as his cock emptied into her and as he started to withdraw from her, I could see his shaft coated in thick white sperm. His cock left her arse with a faint slurping sound and once outside, two more large spurts of cum sprayed up onto her back, and then the last of his cum began to spill out over her arse. Emma’s arsehole did not close fully, but was still open a little and a faint red ring was visible around it. If only I could have taken a picture right then, it was such a great sight. Her arsehole slightly open with cum welling up inside it and several streams of sperm running down over her arse and back. Jay took a couple of steps back and said “It’s all yours.â€Â
Well, from previous times I didn’t need to be advised what to do here and within seconds I was standing at the edge of the bed with my hands on this 15 year old’s arse and placing my cock on her open arsehole. I took up some of Jay’s cum on my fingers and rubbed it on the head of my cock, then putting a little weight behind me, my cock slide quickly and easily into Emma’s arse.
Jay lay on the bed beside Emma and turned her face to kiss him as I penetrated his girlfriend’s arsehole and began to fuck her like he had only minutes ago. I had hoped again to last longer, but it was no use with all the visual stimulation I had over the last while. I fucked her arsehole as steadily as I could, but just then Jay took Emma’s panties from around his cock and threw them up onto her back, apparently for me. This pushed me over the edge and I began to ejaculate. My cum shot straight up in her tight little bum. I quickly withdrew and then pushed it back between her cheeks as my cum sprayed around her open hole, then once inside I pressed forward and let the entire contents fill her arse. Jay was lying on his back and they were kissing softly now and almost as soon as I had finished cumming, Emma slid forward onto the bed. Her arse once again remained slightly open and as my cock came out of her, I could see her hole was filled with cum. I held my cock over the bed and wrapped her panties over the head as I felt the last of my sperm spilling into the damp cotton. She lay beside Jay and put her arm over his chest as they kissed, then she raised her right leg up across his legs exposing both her holes to me once again. Then they both lay still, no longer kissing, just enjoying their intimate moment together. I looked down at the panties around my cock and took them in my hand. Every inch of them was soaked with sperm or Emma’s juices and I had already decided to keep them for myself as a reminder and for jerking off into at night. Then as I looked down again at Emma sweet pussy and arse, I saw her open arse leaking sperm out onto Jay’s leg and it was running down the back of her thigh onto the sheets. I leant forward on the bed and with her panties wiped up the cum that was running down her thigh. I stood up thoroughly satisfied and gave the cum on her pussy and arse a final wipe up with her panties, then went to the door. I looked at them both for a minute as they fell asleep and wondered when this would happen again.
I had lost my sole possession of Emma, but what a lovely price to pay.
Let me know what you want Emma to do next. stb6060@aol.com
I had been on a two day business research trip to London. A long and tiring, but successful trip. On the fast train back to the North of England, I thought of my little minx, who was house sitting for me last night. Emma’s older sister Sarah has become totally at ease with the fact that her 15 year old sister has now a key to my house. She may not be so happy if she knew that I have a key to Emma’s little jewel box – her beautiful shaved pussy.
On the way home, she had called and left a tex
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t message on my mobile, asking what time I would be home.
I had caught an earlier train, but had been unable to get a decent signal to let her know. I did know she was staying on at the house, and hoped she would be pleased to see me.
I got the taxi home, and on arrival saw the downstairs lights were off. I opened the door, and walked in. I was unsure whether she was working in the office on her school project with the CD headset on, and I was about to sit and get a drink, and my strength before I went to see my girl.
Just then the decision was made for me as I heard Emma call out from the bedroom she now considered as hers "Is that you Steve? “ I’m through here,"
I thought I heard some highly pitched giggling, but assumed that the bedside TV was on.
I went upstairs walked over to the office; put my brief noticing on the way two empty Pepsi cans, and my open bottle of vodka lying on the office table. Emma had previously had a couple of vodka’s, but not anything to worry about.
Then I went to the bedroom, and what I saw made me stop in my tracks.
“Hi Steve. Good trip?†she said, “Oh, this is my friend Kayleigh, from the college.â€Â
I had heard Emma mention her friend Kayleigh before. The girl was studying fine art, and wanted to paint, or do graphic design. In addition, right now I saw Kayleigh for the first time, and wow. She was tall, and with a fuller figure than Emma. But more importantly Kayleigh was lying back against the pillows of her bed as naked as the day she was born, her eyes shut, with her legs raised and spread wide open and Emma was kneeling between them with her cute little bum towards me, also naked, urgently thrusting a pink plastic dildo in and out of Kayleigh's swollen, soaking pussy. “ Whoa!!!" was the only thing I could manage to say as I saw in real life a scene very like the ones I had imagined many times as I masturbated silently on his own. Emma turned her beautiful face towards me raised an eyebrow and smiled. A slightly drunk smile, but a very welcoming smile. I grinned back. "Hey!!!" I said. Kayleigh looked up at me now and said, "Come on over Steve. We decided we needed a man and you’re the only one so it's your lucky day."
“Yeah," continued Emma, "you've made a few comments in the past about wanting to meet Kayleigh, so we thought we'd let you see the real thing." Emma had stopped moving the dildo now and slowly with a wet squelching sound she pulled it out of Kayleigh's soaking cunt, lifted it to her face and, still looking at me, licked it from bottom to top then slipped the end that had so recently been deep in her friend's body into her mouth to suck off as much of Kayleigh's juices as she could.
I looked from this over to between Kayleigh's splayed thighs and felt myself quickly harden as I gazed at her sopping slit, surrounded by dark wet matted curls and still slightly open revealing the shiny darkness of her insides. Taking the, now clean, dildo from her mouth Emma gestured for me to come towards her.
When I reached her, she reached up and started tugging at my belt. I quickly helped Emma get my trousers down as my cock was so hard things were getting uncomfortable. I gasped at the touch of Emma's fingers as she slipped them through the flap at the front and the tips playfully nudged and stroked my cock. Kayleigh, however, was in more of a hurry and her long hair swayed over her face as she leant forward and snatched at the waist band pulling it out over the end of my knob and quickly dragging the boxer shorts to my ankles. She then gripped my cock tightly in her small hand and leaning back pulled along the side of the bed until my waist was level with her head. Then took the silky tip of the now rock hard member into her soft, warm mouth.
"I must have died and gone to heaven," I said to no-one in particular as I felt my hardness engulfed in liquid heat. Emma smiled at me before lowering her face to Kayleigh's cunt. As I watched, Emma flicked out her tongue and licked gently up the whole length of Kayleigh's cunt causing her friend to shudder with pleasure. In her turn Kayleigh started to caress the tip of my prick, still within her mouth, with her tongue and then started to slide her head back and forth along its rigid length. I put my hands around the back of Kayleigh's head entwining fingers in her long hair as she sucked and licked the swollen prick. It was all too much for me. I had fantasised so many times about Emma and her friends and now it was coming true. I didn't know how much longer I could hold on, as the heat sight of Emma’s good friend Kayleigh's head bobbing up and down at my waist. She was taking me deeper and deeper into her mouth and soon I felt the exquisite tightness of her throat rubbing against my knob, as her face reached almost the base of my cock. Kayleigh was trying hard to stop herself from gagging. "Oh God, I'm going to cum". With that Emma lifted her head from between Kayleigh's thighs and turned to watch as with one last thrust I sent his first glorious spurt of thick sperm straight down Kayleigh's throat.
I then pulled quickly out of her mouth and as Kayleigh turned her lovely face up to look at me, I sent another spurt flying across her face and into her hair. Emma's eyes were out on stalks as she watched me squirt four more great dollops of sticky white cum onto her friend's upturned face, splashing across her nose and lips and pooling at her eyes and cheeks.
"What a lot!" she cried and quickly leapt over and started to kiss and lick up the warm offering from Kayleigh's drenched face. After the cum was all sucked off, Kayleigh opened her eyes and Emma let her taste the salty mouthful by giving her a deep lingering kiss that soon led to the naked girls writhing about on the bed in a passionate embrace. As I relaxed and stepped away from the bed, Kayleigh broke her kiss with Emma, looked up at me and slightly breathlessly said, "I hope you don't think that's you finished yet?" But seeing the girls bodies sliding against each other, Kayleigh's large breasts squeezed against Emma's smaller but firmer ones, their legs entwined and their crotches rubbing hard against each others thighs was more than enough to start me on the road to recovery. As they broke their deep tongued embrace and rolled over to lie beside one another, I moved over and sat down on the edge of the bed, my erection jutting up again proudly. I stared in awe at the two delicious bodies before me. Emma's slight frame and narrow hips, firm small breasts and a clean shaven slit that looked out invitingly from between smooth pale thighs. Her hair framing her fine features and bright blue eyes in contrast with the longer tousled hair of Kayleigh with her voluptuous body and more Mediterranean features. Her olive nipples were stiff and excited and within a dark bush of hair at her crotch I could just see the swollen red lips of her sex. As I stared, Emma pulled Kayleigh's legs wide apart to allow me a better view. She was plainly the one in charge. No surprise there, I thought. Kayleigh lay still as Emma used her fingers to spread the wet pussy lips for me, allowing him to see the dark depths of her hole and the hooded clitoris erect and red. "After covering Kayleigh's face with your cream like that I think you should repay the favour and get your head down to her now, don't you?"
"As if I could refuse a request from a beautiful lady," I replied as lay down on the bed and lowered my face to her hot cunt. The taste and aroma were overpowering and I wallowed in the sensation as I flicked my tongue slowly up and down her sopping slit. Kayleigh began moaning and rubbing herself. Then I felt the bed move as Emma climbed astride my bum and lay herself down along my back, slightly off centre so she could grind her hairless pussy against my hairy ass, and at the same time nibble my neck and get a good view of how my tongue was now flicking her best friend’s clitoris. This was driving Kayleigh mad and she was obviously nearing her climax as I enjoyed the heat and weight of Emma's body on my back and felt her hand stroke then snake down into my cleft until her fingertip touched my asshole. I tried to keep concentration on Kayleigh's clit as one of Emma's fingers circled around and gently probed my asshole. Emma was enjoying my confusion and watched as I shut
my eyes and groaned as she pushed her finger and it forced itself past my tight sphincter and up into my anus. As I had stopped licking her Kayleigh pulled at my head making me slide up her body. Emma got off my back but kept her finger deep up inside my bowels as I positioned myself between Kayleigh's glorious thighs. It was Emma who grasped my cock and placed it at Kayleigh's entrance. Then I pushed down slightly and was inside. It was even better than I had dreamt, not least because I also had the beautiful Emma kneeling naked beside me with her finger deep in my ass and watching intently as my penis slid wetly in and out of her friends slit. Kayleigh was also staring, swapping her glances between the stiff prick ploughing in and out of her and Emma's smooth white cunt when she saw Emma cup her sex with her hand, push two fingers up her smooth channel and start pistoning them in and out. This was enough to send Kayleigh over the edge and she howled as her orgasm crashed over her, her cunt spasming around my hard thrusting cock. As the torrent of emotion subsided a little she pushed me back a bit forcing me to stop my headlong rush to explosion and then pulled herself free. Emma now knelt on all fours with her legs together and Kayleigh pushed me around behind her. I had not been far from cumming again and when I saw Emma's sweet smooth peach pushing out from between her pale thighs, I straddled her legs and pushed the head of my prick against it. It opened like a flower allowing me slowly deep inside her. She was even tighter than Kayleigh and her hot sheath gripped like velvet vice as I started to push and pull within her, savouring the exquisite friction and the sight of my hard cock slipping between her soft lips.
In a moment though Kayleigh moved beside them and from a small bottle poured some sweet smelling oil onto her hand. She then reached in front of me and started to rub the oil around Emma's exposed anus. Soon she was slipping first one then two of her fingers through the tight opening and up into her friend's asshole eliciting groans of pleasure and making Emma's cunt clench even tighter around my rod. Kayleigh then started to massage my cock from within Emma's body, through the thin veil of skin between them. I had never experienced anything like it and felt a second orgasm building, but then Kayleigh reached down and gripped my cock pulling it from her friend’s hole and lifting it till it rested against the puckered rose above. "I know she really loves this Steve," she assured me.
Who was I to argue? I did know. “Go on," said Emma breathlessly and she pushed herself back against me. Kayleigh wrapped her fingers tightly around my cock and it was all I could do to stop myself coming all over the beautiful round ass in front of me. I pushed firmly at Emma's bum hole. It would not budge so I pushed harder and she pushed back against me and I saw the puckered entrance open around the shiny head of his prick. I pushed further and as Emma let out a groan as my cock head popped inside. Kayleigh now let go and as I thrust gently back and forward, she both watched as his hard length slowly pushed its way inside. Emma was groaning now, whether with pleasure or pain or both it was impossible to tell, but the incredible tightness helped restrain my climax while the heat forced me to keep thrusting. Soon my thighs were close up to hers fully buried up to the hilt deep inside raven haired Emma's tight anus. I gripped her small firm bum and started to fuck her ass. In and out, harder and deeper, harder and deeper, in and out,almost right out then slamming my cock hard back up between her smooth round cheeks. I knew it would not take long to cum now. Emma too was near to climax as she felt the intrusion pounding in and out past her tight sphincter. Kayleigh had moved round and now Emma found Kayleigh's soaking cunt before her. She buried her face into her friend’s hairy gash, licking and sucking and loosing herself in all the sensations as she was rammed up her anus from behind and drowned in cunt juice at the front. As she exploded in orgasm I also lost control and while hammering in and out of Emma's tight asshole I shot jet after jet of hot sperm deep into her bowels. We both collapsed exhausted onto the bed, still on top of Emma, my cock still inside her ass and we all lay there catching their breath. As I softened I pulled myself out of Emma's sweet bum and watched as her soft asshole clenched tight shut.
I watched as Emma and Kayleigh softly stroked each others little wet cunts.
How the hell do I explain this to Sarah if she ever finds out, I wondered as we all drifted off to sleep together.
But will Sarah find out…Who Knows? Let me know. Stb6060@aol.com
It started out like any other night, except tonight, on this cold, stormy Saturday night, I was loving it, and was heading out. I ran to my car quick because the rain was coming down hard, plus it was freezing, it had to be at least 55 degrees. I started my car and turned the heat on and was on my way to the club my friend owns, he had told me there were some hotties in the club and I decided to make my way there. I was about 5 mins away when I get a text message from my friend Jason, which read "Hey bro, hot goth here, alone, hurry!" Immediately I felt a tingle, I LOVE goth chicks, I was excited, but I made it there to the club. As soon as I walk in Jason greeted me.
"Hey man
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where you been? This goth is majorly hot, go talk to her!" He says
So I bravely approached the bar to grab a drink, and headed towards her, but immediately backed down and turned back to my friend who had a "What the fuck are you doing" face. I was nervous, my heart was racing and I didn't know how to act. All of a sudden I feel a tap on my shoulder, I turn around and staring at me, smiling brightly is the most beautiful gothic girl I've ever seen. 5'5, dark blood red hair, pale white skin and the right shade of black lipstick, of course dressed in all black, black boots, black fishnet shirt with black shirt underneath, and the black schoolgirl skirt, gave me a major hard on. She actually approached me first!
"Hey whats up?" she says
At this point I'm like lost, but I mustered up enough courage to say something to her.
"Hey how's it goin?" I say.
She looks at me with the most beautiful green eyes in the world and says.
"I'm great. By the way, I'm Alexandra, what's your name cutie?" she asks
"Uhh..my name is Kevin." I say nervously.
"Nice to meet you Kevin, you wanna go somewhere else and talk?" She asks as she grabs my hand.
"Sure."
She takes my hand and leads me outside the club. We stand by the wall, and converse for a half hour at least. The rain had stopped, which was alright with me, I could care less, I was with the hottest girl I've ever laid eyes on. As I got to know her more, she told me she was born in Germany, but came here at a really young age, so the German accent was still there a little bit, which made it more hot. We laughed, and talked for at least 2 hours before the lightning and storm decided to come back. She asked me if I would drive her to her apartment, cause she didn't want to walk in the rain, which I said absolutely. We ran to my car and no sooner than we got in the car, she was all over me. She didn't say it right away, but I could feel it. She ran her fingers through my hair, causing me to shiver, to which she moved closer and "warmed" me up by running her lips lightly around my neck, which gave me a raging hard on, which she noticed, and giggled happily. I was embarrassed slightly, but what could I do? What could I say? I'm not gonna say no to this hot girl.
She stopped and asked if I had a girlfriend, she didn't want to cause anything. I said "No, I'm single" and she smiled happily as she ran her hand on the back of my neck, lightly dragging her nails back and forth, at this point I havn't even started the car yet, but I was freezing so I turned the car on and hit the heater.
"Well babe I guess we should go back to my apartment, would you like to watch a movie or something?" she asks.
"Uhh sure, any scary movies?" I ask
"Ohhhhh yessss." She says as she wraps her arms around me and kisses me on the cheek.
Her apartment was about 15 minutes away so I put on my Type O Negative CD, which she loved, eventually I think it was turning her on because I looked at her and she would look right back at me with lust in her eyes. We arrive at her apartment and we walk in, and her apartment was beautiful, a nice black leather couch, nice tv too. She throws her leather jacket in the closet and comes over to me and takes my black trench coat off, and leads me to the couch. My heart was racing again, but the mood was perfect. She starts to light several candles, and with the storm coming in, it was perfect. She loaded up a movie and walked over to me, immediately straddled me and locked her lips to mine, her tongue ring rubbing against my tongue turned me on quickly, my raging hard on came back, she kept working on my neck, kissing it lightly, and nibbling here and there, which turned me on even more. She then looked at me and whispered "You can trust me." I didn't care, but I trusted her, I could feel it. She slid her fishnet shirt off which revealed her tight black t-shirt. She grabbed both my hands, guiding them on her hips, she then slid her black shirt of to reveal her beautiful round breasts which were so perfect, I wanted to touch them right away, which she let me.
Running my hands up her sides, she lead them right to her two beautiful breasts, I squeeze them softly as she closes her eyes with her head back and lets out a soft moan. She then got up and slowly removed her skirt to reveal her black panties that matched her boots, her lips, her hair. She then took my shirt off of me, and kissed all over my neck, my chest area. I'm still having a raging hard on at this point. She noticed, and grabbed my junk and massaged it. She knew I wanted it, and she did too. Slowly she undid my belt and threw it across the room, she continued to unbutton my jeans and slowly unzipped them.
Here it is, Thursday morning. I still haven’t emailed Julia back, to let her know if I’m going with her or not. No feedback from you folks yet either, not even after a couple thousand hits on the first part of this post. Thanks for helping a brotha’ out, Dear Readers. The story does currently have a 10 star rating, however. That’s nifty.
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Unfortunately, my quandary continues…
The question is this: Do I go to the state fair this weekend with Julia, the woman who is basically my sister-in-law, and who I’ve had the hots for for the last several years (and who I think has the hots for me too)? And if I do, do I make a mess out of everything – meaning, am I reading into her invitation what I think I am, and do I act on it? Or, am I just a complete and total idiot who’s thinking with his dick?
Decisions, decisions.
Now, the invitation may be very innocent. Realistically, I know it probably is, and that I’m just a big, over-sexed dork. I’ve been pondering the repercussions of tagging along for the last week; ever since Julia sent me the email reminding me about the fair and asking me to go with her because her husband (herein known as ‘Hubby’) won’t. Hubby and my girlfriend Diana – his sister – both seem okay with the idea of Julia and I spending the day – and possibly night – together, alone and unsupervised.
If you read part one of this story, you’ll understand my issues. If not…well, let’s just say that Julia and I have a history of some uncomfortable/embarrassing situations together. Little things scattered here and there over the years. Stuff that’s never amounted to anything, really.
Or maybe I’m wrong.
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I’ll let you read part one and decide for yourself if I’m just reading things badly, because my cell phone’s ringing, and I should probably answer it.
The caller-I.D. says it’s Julia.
Looks like I might have to give her an answer without the benefit of your help.
***
Well, she asked me again. Sounded all excited; gushed on and on about how much fun we were going to have. I might have smiled.
I said yes. That I’d love to go.
She said she’d pick me up tomorrow, right at noon.
I said I’d be here waiting. Then I hung up and called Diana to let her know and felt guilty during the entire call, wondering what the hell I was getting myself into.
***
When I woke up at nine, Diana had already left for work. I took a quick run, stretched, ate a banana and a bowl of granola, loaded up on my allergy medicine and jumped in the shower. Soaped up, rinsed, and dried off with minutes to spare. The sun was shining and it was already warm out, so I pulled on a pair of shorts and a black t-shirt, packed a day bag with some warmer clothes, and by the time I finished, the doorbell was ringing. I slipped into a worn-out pair of cracked leather hiking boots, grabbed my bag and ran downstairs.
I found Julia with her hands up, pressed against the glass panel of my front door to cut the glare from the sun, peering into the dark house. When she saw me come down the stairs, she grinned and waved. She was totally Gap-ed out: wearing a pale blue, fitted, button-down blouse over a white v-neck t-shirt; the blouse open down just past swell of her breasts and tucked into a tight pair of new khaki walking shorts. Her legs were shaved smooth and still tanned a golden brown from the anniversary vacation she and Hubby had taken to Hawaii a few months ago. Her weight was slightly on the upswing – her breasts were enormous and wobbled as she waved. The sight of her tits bouncing around in all their cannon-ball sized glory made my mouth go dry; dry enough that I had to lick my lips to get the moisture flowing again.
I cleared my throat, waved back and unlocked the door. Opened it and let her in.
She took off her silver-framed racing sunglasses, folded them and tucked them between her breasts. My eyes followed her hand, lingered on the glasses. Vaguely, the Little Devil that lives in my head informed me how lucky they were to be able to rest there. My Little Angel reluctantly agreed.
Julia caught me looking. Smiled. “Hey,†she said, eyeing my pack. “Ready to go?â€Â
“Yep.†I tore my eyes away from her cleavage. “Just let me find my cell phone and my…uh, my sunglasses.â€Â
“Okay.â€Â
She followed me into the dining room (the scene of our last – and my most embarrassing encounter, when she and my mother in law had walked in on me one morning while I was jacking off at the dining room table), stretching as she walked.
“I already packed lunch and stuff for us. You don’t have to bring anything.â€Â
“Really?†I mumbled, and unplugged my cell phone from its charger, and tucked it away in its own little pouch on my bags’ strap. I patted the pouch to make sure everything was secure, and found my sunglasses under the pile of junk mail scattered on the tabletop.
“Um-hmm.â€Â
“I didn’t even think about food, just brought some warmer clothes, in case…†I turned around in time to catch Julia with her elbows up over her head, bent at an angle with her forearms wrapped down behind her neck, still stretching.
Pushing her chest out at me.
Her blouse and t-shirt came un-tucked, pulled slightly out of the waistband of her shorts. Flashed her tan belly, her tiny little waist. I trailed off, stared. She threw a sly, flirtatious grin at me. I blinked and had to lick my lips again.
“Oh, okay.†She yawned and jingled her keys. “Ready?â€Â
“Sure,†I said, thickly. “Let’s go.â€Â
I followed Julia out and locked up. She was parked right at the front curb. She bweeped her new gold Land Rover unlocked. I tossed my bag in the backseat next to hers, and we piled in and buckled up. The soft leather seats crinkled under us as we got comfy. She stuck the key in the ignition and fired the SUV up, turned to me and gave me another grin.
“I’ve been looking forward to this for weeks.â€Â
I nodded as the climate control came on, blasting us with cool air. The stereo blipped on too, something loud blasting out of the speakers. Alannis Morrisette, I think. She turned it down low enough that we could talk without shouting.
“Me too,†I said.
She smiled, pulled out into the street. “Really?â€Â
“Sure.â€Â
“You’re not just being nice, and going with me because no one else would?â€Â
I raised my eyebrow in best Spock fashion. “Why would I do that?â€Â
She shrugged, slipped back on her sunglasses. I found mine and followed her lead: it was bright enough out that I’d have a nice headache later if I didn’t.
“I don’t know, just…,†she frowned, looked kind of sheepish. I decided to pry a bit.
“Just what?â€Â
“Greg and Diana thought it was funny.â€Â
Ah, Greg. Otherwise known as Hubby.
I tried to sound flippant. “Funny, huh?â€Â
“Uh-huh.â€Â
“Well, I want to go.†I turned, gave her my honest eyes. “It sounds fun.â€Â
She turned to me and smiled. “And there’ll be barbecue.â€Â
Our own private joke.
“Ah, God. That’s right. That’s how you got me to come along.â€Â
Julia grinned and checked her rearview mirror, signaled to get on the freeway. When she turned her head, I took the chance to really look her over. She had settled easily back in her seat, used her right hand to steer the big SUV with. The smooth, round muscles in her legs tightened and relaxed as she drove. She was wearing expensive new sneakers with no socks; a delicate, golden ankle bracelet dangling around her right ankle. Her seatbelt was strapped across the middle of her chest, crossing right between her breasts, defining them; making them seem even larger. I could see the outline of her bra through her t-shirt; it looked white and lacy. Nice.
With the air-conditioning on full blast, it was quickly getting cold in the car. Her nipples poked out through the thin material of her blouse.
I swallowed hard, closed my eyes and turned my attention to the road in front of us. The fairgrounds were a couple hours away, even if we had light traffic. Suddenly, I couldn’t remember ever spending more than a few minutes alone with Julia, ever; in all the years we’d known each other. What the hell were we going to talk about?
It was going to be a long drive.
***
We stopped once for gas, at a dilapidated quickie-mart/burger-chicken-and jo-jo joint. Julia asked the scrubby guy in battered overalls who came out to pump our gas where the restroom was. He dug a grimy key out of his pocket, grunted, and pointed to a door on the side of the building.
“Be right back,†she said, and gingerly took the key from his grease covered fingers.
I went inside to pay. A cowbell jangled when I opened the door. The clerk barely even looked up, all his attention riveted on a video security monitor set on top of the cluttered counter. I poked around the store for a minute and found a couple bottles of water, which were the only items other than beer that didn’t look too out of date.
It took the clerk a second to divert his attention from the monitor when I plopped the bottles on the counter. He snuffled snot and pinched the tip of his zit-infested nose with grimy fingers. Punched a button on the old manual cash register twice. “That’ll be two-ninety-eight.â€Â
I dug out my wallet. “What’cha watching?â€Â
His eyes went wide and he snuffled more snot and glanced down at the monitor, then over at the door. I noticed a dusty VCR tucked into a cubby hole under the counter, right under the monitor. The machine was on and recording.
He looked nervous, antsy that somebody was talking to him. “Nothin’.â€Â
“Aw, C’mon, don’t be like that…†I tried to peek, but he had the monitor turned away at an angle, so I could just see a blur of motion on the black and white screen. The screen was sectioned off into four separate feeds and looked live, piped in from somewhere, but not from the store.
The clerk leaned over the counter, peered out at the guy pumping the gas. I caught a whiff of bad B.O. “Okay, here.†He gave me a conspiratorial wink, turned the monitor my way. “Check it out man.â€Â
I squinted and leaned over the counter, wondering for a second what I was looking at. Then my mouth fell open.
“We got some hidden cameras set up in the bathroom. Here, there’s sound, too.†He touched a dial on the monitor. And suddenly I was listening to and watching Julia sit and pee, from four distinct angles.
I looked up at the clerk. He grinned at me and nodded. He was missing his front teeth. Most of the others, too. “Pretty cool, huh?â€Â
It took me a second to answer. I just couldn’t stop staring. Julia finished peeing, and I watched her wipe. I tried to scope out where the cameras were placed: I figured there was one hidden in the wall above the sink, probably hidden behind the mirror; there was one mounted in the middle of the ceiling; and another one right behind the toilet, about waist-high. And the crowning achievement: one camera planted right inside the toilet bowl – giving us a bird’s-eye view right up Julia’s naked butt.
“Uh…yeah.†I mumbled, and glanced at the VCR. “You record this stuff?â€Â
“Yeah, well…†He looked uncomfortable again, as if he knew this could get him in deep shit, but he couldn’t help but show off. “Just the girls. Y’know, the cute ones. No dudes.â€Â
Julia stood up, completely unaware of the cameras, her shorts and panties down around her ankles. Shades of me at my dining room table. I caught a quick glimpse of her pubic hair as she pulled up her panties. Lacy and white – her panties, I mean – matching her bra. Her pubic hair just looked light and gray in the monitor.
I heard the clerk sigh happily. I felt something stirring, down south in my pants. Julia flushed and stepped to the sink, washed her hands.
“Nice, huh?†He asked.
I raised both my eyebrows. “Yeah, I guess. Just try not to get caught.â€Â
“Yeah, no kiddin’.†He nodded and carefully turned the monitor away. “Anyway, the water’ll be three bucks.â€Â
The cowbell jangled and the gas-jockey poked his head in. “Y’all done in here? Tank’s filled up and yer girl’s back from the toilet.â€Â
I smiled at the clerk, nodded at the monitor, and pulled out a fifty. “I’ll pay for the gas she bought too.â€Â
The clerk gulped. I actually heard it. “Uh, okay…†he half turned to the gas-guy. “What pump was that Mel?â€Â
“Three.â€Â
The cowbell clanked again. Mel’s head disappeared from view. The clerk pinched his nose and rang me up. “Uh, that’ll be Forty-four-oh-five, with the gas.â€Â
“Holy shit, that’s a lot.â€Â
“Yeah.†He shrugged, then he leaned closer. I smelled more B.O. He jerked his eyeballs towards the security monitor and practically whispered, “Hey man, uh, was that your wife in the john, or whatever? I mean, shit, I didn’t…â€Â
“Nope. Don’t worry about it.†I handed over the bill and a nickel. He shrugged again, confused, and gave me some crumpled singles back. I slapped them back down on the counter and pointed at the VCR. “Keep it. Consider it a tip. Enjoy that video, okay?â€Â
He paused, confused. “Yeah, uh, okay.â€Â
I turned to go.
He scooped up his money, shouted after me, “Hey! Have a nice day, mister!â€Â
***
I found Julia leaning on the Land Rover’s fender, one foot up on the bumper, letting the sun shine down on her upturned face. She gave me a slow, lazy wave and peeled away from the warm car.
“What took you so long, Cowboy?â€Â
“Cowboy?â€Â
She grinned, and I handed her one of the bottles.
“Mmm, thanks.†She cracked the seal and took a sip. “Yeah, Cowboy. We are going to the state fair, you know, to check out the horses and stuff.â€Â
“Oh, right. Horses. Cowboy. I get it.â€Â
She gave me a pat on the shoulder and scooted by me, skipped around the front of the SUV to the drivers’ side. I felt her touch all the way down into my already excited crotch. Standing a few feet away from me, the scrubby guy who’d pumped our gas spit a hunk of green tobacco juice onto the pavement and watched Julia’s ass until she’d walked all the way around to her door. She opened her door, I pulled open mine. We jumped inside.
“So,†she said, clicking her seatbelt back into place. “What took you so long?â€Â
“Ah, well, the guy inside…was telling me about his…home movies. I guess we had something in common.â€Â
“Huh. Interesting stuff?â€Â
“You’d be surprised,†I said, and shut my door.
Julia started the SUV. I rolled down my window. The clerk had joined the gas-guy by the pumps, and they were both staring after us. The clerk was sporting a fair-sized boner in his coveralls as we drove off.
***
It was well after two in the afternoon when we finally pulled into the fairgrounds’ jam-packed parking lot. It took forever, but we finally found a spot open way in the back of the lot. Julia was muttering to herself during the entire ten-minute hunt.
She gave a frustrated sigh. “Doesn’t anybody work anymore? And look at all these kids. Shouldn’t they be in school?â€Â
I laughed and looked around at a sea of wooly-mustached men with big belt buckles riding their Wrangler jeans, cowboy hats on their heads; chubby women with puffy hair, fake tits and tight acid-wash jeans; and the kids running around with filthy, snot-covered faces.
“Hey, it’s redneck land, remember? I don’t think any of these people went to school.â€Â
We stepped out of the Land Rover into the crowd, got our bags and strapped them on. I took a big, deep breath, expecting to smell the fresh country air people are always talking about. Imagine my surprise when I discovered that fresh country air smelled a whole lot like ripe cow shit.
Give me some nice fresh smog anytime.
However, to my surprise, I did notice a lot of nice new BMW’s and Lexus’s and a bundle of big, expensive SUV’s mixed in with the standard jacked up trucks.
Julia stepped around to my side of the Land Rover and we made our way into the flow of the lemmings. The smell of cow shit got stronger the closer we got to the entry. When we reached the line at the main gate, we had a small tiff over who was going to pay for our tickets. Julia put her foot down.
“No way. I invited you, remember? And you already paid for gas. That probably cost a bunch.†She pulled my hand away from my wallet and pushed in front of me. The ladies working the booth looked on, bemused. “This is my treat.â€Â
I knew when I was beaten. I held up my hands in surrender. “Okay, okay.â€Â
Julia smiled triumphantly. “Two adults.â€Â
The lady at the register held out a hand. “Fifty seven dollars please.â€Â
Wow, I thought. Sixty bucks to smell fresh cow poop.
Julia didn’t seem to bat an eye. She just forked over the money and grabbed the tickets. Then she took me by the arm and led me through the turnstile, where a weathered-old geezer ripped our tickets, and into the fair.
At least, I think she did. All I was aware of at that point was her arm twined in mine, and the press of her warm body against me. Giddy and stupid, sprouting a sudden boner that was so hard and throbbed so badly it hurt like hell.
I hate to say it, but I spent most of the afternoon like that.
***
We’d come all this way to see the horses, not smell the cow shit. I found this out right away. Julia told me that she’d grown up on a farm, raising and riding the big animals since she was a little girl. She talked as we walked, giving me the fine points on raising show horses. I think I already knew most of what she was telling me from conversations with Diana, who grew up much the same way. And, also like my conversations with Diana, all the information on the subject blew out of my head as soon as it went in.
 We wandered around the straw-strewn cement paths, moving with the flow of the crowd, pausing now and then at little booths hawking crummy doodads and dodging dirty kids with cotton candy smeared faces, until we found an auction going on.
We stopped to watch for a bit.
“Did you ever ride?†Julia asked.
“Not really. Well, once, when I was a kid, on a vacation with my folks. We stopped at some place on the coast and went riding for maybe an hour or so.â€Â
“Did you like it?â€Â
I shrugged. “Kind of, I guess. All I really remember is that my horse just wanted to eat and kept drifting off into the bushes.â€Â
“You’re supposed to control that.â€Â
“Yeah, well. I figured the horse knew what it was doing.â€Â
“Ah, my little Cowboy.â€Â
She smiled wistfully. Crossed her arms under her breasts and leaned on the wood railing separating the auction crowd under their canvas awning from the pathways. We were quiet for a minute. I watched her watch the animals, thinking, ‘My little Cowboy’?
“Do you miss it?†I asked. “Being a farm girl?â€Â
“Sometimes.â€Â
Another quiet spell. Before it got uncomfortable, Julia looked up at me. “Did Diana tell you that Greg and I were going to try and have another baby?â€Â
“Uh, no,†I blinked. “I don’t think so.â€Â
She turned her attention back to the auction. Quiet again. I wondered where that comment came from, and how the hell I supposed to respond. I cleared my throat.
“So…three, huh?â€Â
Julia nodded. Watched a chestnut colored horse nicker and snort. The horse pee’d in the straw, its huge shlong flopping. I stared. “Suddenly, I feel a little inadequate.
Julia laughed at me, then got serious again. “I told Greg I wanted to get a dog.â€Â
Okay, now I was getting confused. So…
“A…dog.†I was really lost. “I…â€Â
“Uh-huh.†She made a face. “For the kids. They’ve wanted one forever. But Greg hates dogs. He said he’d rather have another baby. And he was ready for me to have my tubes tied after we had Ronnie.â€Â
I had absolutely no idea what to say. So I said, “Oh. So you’re saying her really doesn’t want to get a dog.â€Â
“Mm.â€Â
“But…†Tentative, here. “You’re going to have another kid instead.
“Mm-hmm.â€Â
That seemed to answer that. I watched her chew on her lip. “So…do you want more kids?â€Â
She took a minute to answer. “I don’t know. I…sometimes I have a hard time with being a mom.â€Â
“I can imagine…â€Â
“I had a really bad pregnancy with Ronnie. And after, too.†She hugged herself tighter. “I got really depressed. Greg and I almost separated.â€Â
Diana had told me all this, in confidence. I wasn’t supposed to know.
“We’re okay now,†she continued, “at least, I’m okay. More or less. We’re still working on things.â€Â
I knew what that was like.
Julia looked up, searched my face. Blurted, “Why haven’t you married Diana?â€Â
“What?â€Â
“Do you love her?†Julia turned slightly. Shifted closer. “You’ve almost been together as long as me and Greg. Why haven’t you gotten married?â€Â
“Um. Well…â€Â
“Greg told me that Marlene offered to pay for your wedding and your honeymoon if you did.â€Â
Ah, yes. Marlene and her good intentions. What a god-awful no-win situation that had been.
“Yeah, she did.â€Â
“But you didn’t.â€Â
I shook my head. “No, we didn’t.â€Â
“Why?â€Â
I sighed, exasperated. “Julia…â€Â
“It’s okay, if you don’t want to talk about it.â€Â
“Okay,†I was getting grumpy. “Good.â€Â
She changed the subject. “Are you hungry?â€Â
I hadn’t eaten anything since my bowl of granola that morning. My stomach was doing flip-flops. That was probably what was making me cranky. Low blood sugar.
“Oh, yeah.â€Â
***
We paid another ten bucks to enter a beer garden. For our ten dollars, we got a pair of red tickets – scrip – to use for one drink each. I got a foamy, lukewarm cup half full of dark ale and Julia got a small cup of hard lemonade.
The lady who served our drinks pointed at me, then at Julia. “Hey, are you two related?â€Â
“Uh,†I glanced at Julia. “No…â€Â
“Wow. You really look a lot alike, like you could be twins, almost.â€Â
Julia’s head jerked back half an inch. “We do?
The woman nodded sagely. She reached out and patted the back of Julia’s hand. “Oh, honey, yes you do. Mary!†She called to her partner, busy ringing up the customers at the end of the line. “Look at these two and tell me they aren’t brother and sister.â€Â
Mary pushed her bifocals back up her nose and examined us. “Yep. You’re right Deb.†She pointed at Julia, then at me, twirling her finger in a circle. “It’s right there in the noses and the eyes.â€Â
“Honey, I am never wrong about these things.†I handed Mary our scrip as Deb leaned over the canvas covered table. “I’ll bet a dollar to donuts you kids are tryin’ to spoof us. You here with the rest of your families?â€Â
I looked around, whispered. “Actually, Deb, you’re right. We are brother and sister…But we have kind of a…†I trailed off.
“Kind of what?â€Â
I glanced at Julia, who was staring at me. I gave her a quick grin.
“We have a little secret.â€Â
“Oh! Really! What kind of…secret?â€Â
“Well…â€Â
Deb’s sweaty face flushed pink with the prospect of being let in on our big secret. I lowered my voice even more.
“Now, this is just between you and me, Okay?†She nodded gravely. I motioned her even closer, and then blurted in a loud enough for everyone around us to hear, “We’re also having a passionate, torrid affair.â€Â
Deb’s eyes popped open, horrified and scandalized. I took my plastic cup full of warm foam and held my finger up to my lips. “Shhhh…â€Â
I hooked my arm around Julia’s waist and whisked her off into the crowd. Leaving Deb behind, sputtering in indignation. “Well I never…â€Â
Julia covered her mouth with her hand. Her shoulders were shaking, trying hard not to laugh. I took a sip of my drink and licked away the foam mustache. Julia grinned up at me. “That wasn’t very nice.â€Â
A few steps into the crowd, I reluctantly let go of her waist. “Yeah, well. Nobody ever said I was a very nice guy.â€Â
We made our way to an empty, shaded picnic bench off in a corner of the tent, as far away from Deb as we could get. We sat and I helped Julia unpacked her bag. We pulled out a ton of food. Almost enough to feed almost everyone in the beer garden.
“I made sandwiches and potato salad.â€Â
“Wow.â€Â
Julia grinned and gave me a turkey and cheese sandwich wrapped in wax paper. I un-wrapped it and took a bite. Rolled my eyes back into my head and made a yummy sound.
“Mmm. That’s good.â€Â
She opened a small container of the salad and pushed it towards me. Handed me a white plastic spoon. “Here, try some of this.â€Â
I took a bite. Manic-depressive or not, the girl could cook. I know it was only potato salad, but it tasted like heaven. We ate in a companionable silence for few minutes. Just the sound of our chewing and my yummy sounds. I finished my sandwich and crumpled the wax paper into a ball, shot it into a wastebasket.
I cheered for myself. “Score!â€Â
Julia giggled, reached over and wiped my cheek with her paper napkin. She pulled away, looking sheepish.
“Thanks mom.†I said.
She pointed at my lip. “You…had some mustard, right there…†She wrinkled her nose. “Sorry.â€Â
“Hey, it’s okay. Mustard can leave a nasty stain.â€Â
“Mm.â€Â
“So…†Julia picked at the yellow blob on her napkin. “Have you ever…ever had a mad, passionate affair?â€Â
“What?â€Â
“You know,†she cocked her head Deb’s way.
“Oh, you mean a passionate, torrid affair,†I corrected her. Trying to gauge where this was going.
“Right. Sorry.â€Â
She stared at me, and kept nervously playing with the napkin.
I blinked first. “Seriously?â€Â
“Mm-hmm.â€Â
“You mean…while I’ve been with Diana?â€Â
“Well, yeah. Or…any at all, I guess.†She shrugged.
“Julia…why? Have you?â€Â
She glanced away, tore tiny shreds of paper that blew away. “No.â€Â
“You sure?â€Â
“Mm.†She nodded, glanced back at me. “But…â€Â
“But?â€Â
She cocked her head again, stared at her hands, then at me. “There was a guy who I thought…you know…that maybe I could’ve. If things had been…different.â€Â
My head was spinning. “Julia…â€Â
She pushed away from the table and started cleaning up. We’d been sitting for longer than I thought. The warm sunlight around us was slowly turning a dull gray and the air was cooling; the shadows growing longer in the grass around the edge of the tent’s rigging.
Julia threw away the garbage and strapped on her pack. Took a quick, sharp breath, and tried a smile. “C’mon, Cowboy. Let’s go have a ride on the Ferris wheel.â€Â
***
I stared up at the giant wheel spinning above my head. The sky was a deep shade of purple, and it was dark enough now that I couldn’t make out the people in the top seats, except for some tiny, dangling legs. Julia was buying more scrip for the rides.
“Oh. Shit,†I said.
“What?â€Â
I was getting dizzy just standing there. “Jule, I’m not so sure this is a good idea.â€Â
“You’re telling me that my big, strong Cowboy is afraid of heights?â€Â
All around us, kids were squealing, being spun and dipped and flung around in the dilapidated looking rides. Guys that looked like escaped mental patients and ex-dock workers ignored the cries, hawking cheesy prizes that were probably worth less than the price of a ticket to play whatever the game was. Creepy loud organ music blared from speakers mounted on wooden poles everywhere. Lights began flickering on. I could faintly hear a live band playing some twangy country song off in the distance.
“Uh, no. But…â€Â
“But what?â€Â
“Does this thing look safe to you? I mean…â€Â
She grabbed me by the hand and pulled me into line. I followed her reluctantly, but that warm tingle was back, sending vibrations from her fingertips down my arm and into my crotch. The line wasn’t long; Julia handed our Carny/ex-con two of the red tickets and whispered something to him that I didn’t catch.
He chomped on the stump of a cigar and grinned at me, then ushered us onto a thin wooden seat, leering down at Julia’s tits as she scooted by him. I was more than a little surprised he didn’t help Julia up with a hand on her ass. Instead, he simply watched us buckle in and then pushed a slim metal bar down in front of our waists until it locked. The paint on the wheel and the seats was dull white, trimmed with gold and red, and flaking off.
“Have a nice ride, boys and girls!†He smacked a lever, and we scooted backwards off the platform. A second later, and my feet were dangling into space. A cool breeze blew the smell of buttered popcorn and cow poop our way as we lifted into the air.
Julia leaned back and closed her eyes, content. The stupid seat rocked and tilted. The ground was already far enough away that I couldn’t jump for it without breaking something important. She seemed fine; I thought I was going to puke.
“Hey Cowboy,†Julia reached over and patted my leg. “You okay?â€Â
“Fine,†I said.
Her hand stayed on my thigh. “Sure?â€Â
I nodded tightly. “Yep.â€Â
She sighed and wiggled her butt. The stupid seat wiggled and creaked. “You know, I had my first kiss at a fair.â€Â
“Really?â€Â
“Mm-hmm.†She snuggled up and leaned her head on my shoulder. “On a Ferris wheel.â€Â
That peculiar burning sensation flooded through me again. “Oh…well. Huh.â€Â
Julia smiled and snuggled even closer, pushed her hand down between my legs. She gave the inside of my thigh a gentle squeeze, and I felt her breast press softly against my arm. We reached the apex of our climb, and the fairgrounds spread out underneath us, lit up and sparkling like a jewel in the twilight.
The mechanism controlling the wheel suddenly bucked and clanked and groaned, and the wheel stopped turning, with our little carriage rocking right at the top. I think I saw Julia hide a grin.
“Well, look at that,†she whispered in my ear. “Maybe we’re stuck.â€Â
“You’re kidding, right.â€Â
She laughed and unbuckled her safety belt. Her hand slowly moved up the inside of my thigh. I jumped. The damn seat rocked violently until I settled down. Her hand stopped moving.
Now it was resting on my crotch.
I opened my mouth to ask what the hell she was doing, to tell her to put her safety belt back on, that she could fall and get smooshed, or whatever. And then she jumped me.
***
It took me a second to realize her tongue was already in my mouth. She’d pushed hard against me, one arm wrapped around my neck and her hand playing with my hair while she kissed me; all the while gently rubbing my crotch with her other hand.
My mouth felt like it was on fire.
And my crotch…
I was awkwardly pinned against the thin wooden slats that were the side of our carriage. She’d practically crawled right into my lap. The hand that was insistently massaging my cock stopped for a second and fumbled around until it found mine. She pressed my hand hard against her belly and slowly pushed it upwards, guiding it to her breast.
Her shirt came un-tucked. I touched warm, smooth flesh and heard a low, animal growl come from deep in Julia’s throat. My hand finally began to move on its own and found her breast, cupped in a sheer lace bra. Her nipple poked into my palm, and I gave it a gentle squeeze.
“Oh, God…†She pulled away from me, panting, and went to work on my zipper. “I’ve been wanting to do this to you forever…â€Â
I didn’t fight her. Julia’s hands reached into my shorts and pulled me out. She stroked me until I was nice and hard, smiling a mischievous little smile. Her eyes were wide and luminous in the dark.
“W-what…?
She bent and kissed the tip of my cock, poking well up past my belly button. “I was just thinking…you don’t have to worry about the horse’s dick.â€Â
She slipped the head of my cock into her silky, wet mouth, and I almost screamed. The carriage did a little jig as she slowly took me in, wiggling her body even closer to me, slurping greedily. She paused with her lips halfway down my shaft, tickling me with her tongue, and then eased down on me, letting me slip the rest of the way into her mouth, deep into her throat. She pulled back slowly and pushed her fingertips down into my shorts; lightly stroked my balls with her fingernails.
The carriage squeaked as she worked me. I tried to relax, but the tension from knowing I was maybe just a loose, rusty bolt away from death wouldn’t let me.
Still, it barely took a minute before my orgasm boiled up and over. I could’ve sworn I shot a garden-hose full of come into her mouth. I thought she was going to suck me inside out, and my balls kept on pumping. Energizer balls.
Eventually, I slumped back onto the wood slats, drained. Julia sat up, braced her hands on my chest and tilted her head back. She swallowed hard a couple times, licked her lips, and then laughed and collapsed against my chest.
“Shit, Julia,†I groaned.
“Did you like that, Cowboy?â€Â
“Ah, fuck. Yeah.â€Â
She relaxed, snuggled close. Put a hand on my chest. “So…I guess we finally cheated.â€Â
I nodded slowly. “I guess so.â€Â
She toyed with my shrinking cock. The Ferris wheel’s motor clanked and we lurched forward. I was too wiped to care. Julia tucked me back into my underwear and tried to zip me up one-handed. It wasn’t working.
“Why don’t we just leave everything like this,†She giggled. “I like it.â€Â
I laughed with her. She tilted her head up.
“You remember that morning when I…â€Â
“Walked in on me?â€Â
“Mm. In your dining room.â€Â
I felt my face flush. “Yep.â€Â
“God.†She kissed the soft spot under my chin. “I wanted you so bad that day.â€Â
Her blouse was open, rustling in the breeze, and her t-shirt was stuck up over her tits. I pulled it back into place. The wheel stopped again, with a crunch of gears. Below us, the Carnie/ex-con was letting people off.ÂÂ
“Uh, really?â€Â
Sometimes I amaze myself with how stupid I can be. Julia hooked one of her legs over mine. I felt the warmth in her crotch burn into the top of my thigh. The carriage rocked us gently.
“I emailed you all my fantasies of you bending me over your table, and you taking me from behind. Remember?â€Â
I nodded. Diana had read those emails.
Julia looked up at me again. Put a cool hand on my flushed cheek. I wondered how it could have felt so hot before, but now so sweet. “I liked sending you those.â€Â
My tongue felt swollen, stuck to the roof of my mouth. “I liked them too.â€Â
“You know, I used to sneak into the bathroom after Greg went to bed and play with myself; thinking about you reading my stories.â€Â
Oh, I said. Huh. Suddenly my entire vocabulary had reduced into a series of primeval, one-syllable grunts.
The wheel groaned again, and we lowered a few more feet before coming to another bouncing stop.
“Do you think Diana figured it out?â€Â
“I don’t know. Maybe. At least, she came pretty close. She teased me a lot about this trip.â€Â
“She did?â€Â
“Oh, yeah.â€Â
“I don’t think Greg has any idea.â€Â
Gears shifted. We dropped again, getting closer to the crowd waiting in line below. I shifted and adjusted my junk so I could zip up. Julia sat up straight and slipped back into her safety belt. She held my hand as we spiraled the rest of the way down.
***
The Carny/ex-con was still chewing the stubby cigar butt when we jerked to a final stop. He popped the bar off our laps and let us out. He gave me a wink when I passed.
“Come on, boys and girls! Nothing to be afraid of here! Just good, clean fun on the Ferris wheel…!â€Â
***
We meandered around for a while longer, clinging together. The reality of the blow job Julia had given me was already fading like an old memory, the only reminder a slight dampness in my shorts, and that lingering, tingling buzz that had settled in my gut.
She led me out of the maze of tents and stalls, towards the amphitheater, and the loud country twang emanating from within. Streams of guys in cowboy hats and their dates filed towards the gates. Julia tugged on my arm.
“Let’s go in!â€Â
“You like country music?†I wondered.
She shook her head. “Hate it. I just don’t want to leave yet. And this way I can call home and have an excuse for being late.â€Â
“Oh. Okay.â€Â
Another forty or fifty bucks later, we were inside, leaning against a tent post and sharing a beer. A few beers and a lot of bad songs about cheating wives, broke-down trucks and runaway dogs later, Julia was pressed into me with her arms wrapped tight around my neck. She wiggled her ass in time to the music, digging it into my crotch; and damn it if my little friend didn’t just perk right up again. I don’t know how long we spent like that, but the band was coming out for its encore when we stumbled back out into the deserted night.
We headed towards the parking lot, along with a few other stragglers. The cleanup crew was out, sweeping up junk, replacing the trash bags in the garbage containers. I was so light-headed I could barely walk, but I knew I wasn’t drunk.
Halfway down an ill-lit path, Julia swerved and pulled me into a tent that had been closed down for the night. We snuck through an opening in the flap and found ourselves right where we’d watched the horse auction earlier that afternoon.
She came to me in a rush. My blood was already pounding, and this time I kissed her back hard, crushing her soft lips with mine. We kissed and eventually came up for air; our hands moving and squeezing and probing; until her nimble fingers found my zipper and unbuttoned my shorts. They fell in a heap on the ground. Our packs followed, and I yanked open her blouse, popping buttons, and practically tore off her t-shirt, giving me my first good view of her lacy white bra. In the feeble light, I could just make out the dark, circular outlines of her nipples through the sheer silk. I ran my hands over her breasts lightly, gently caressing, marveling at how heavy and full they were.
Her nipples pricked my palms, and I bent slightly and bit down, tasting her through the silk lace, feeling the rubbery tip of her nipple harden in my teeth.
Julia was gasping, tugging at the hem of my t-shirt. I raised my arms over my head, heard her sigh as she pulled it up and off. She pushed me away and pulled my underpants down in a rush. I sprang out, my dick already hard and throbbing. She quickly unbuttoned her shorts and let them fall, then turned away from me and bent over, pulling her lacy panties down to her ankles. She kicked them away, spread her legs and offered herself to me.
I looked down on her mindlessly, like an animal in heat. My cock was twitching, aching and red, engorged with blood. It pulled me toward her, like it was alive.
Julia reached around and grabbed me. Guided me to her most private spot. I groaned as the head of my cock brushed her soft, blonde thatch of pubic hair and slipped easily past her pussy lips. She grabbed hold of the wood railing to brace herself, and I pushed hard with my hips. She was burning so hot that entering her was almost painful; but she was also deliciously, slippery wet, and it seemed that her body sucked me inside her.
I shoved until I was completely buried; then I bent and rested on her back so I could run my hands freely over her entire body. I reached up, snapped her bra apart where the cups met and let her breasts hang free. I reached a hand down between her legs and found her pussy lips, spread them apart and fingered her sharp little clit. She moaned and jerked at my probing fingers.
I nuzzled her neck and whispered roughly into her ear: “Now it’s your turn.â€Â
Julia was already gasping small, quiet cries; her hips were jerking and her legs were beginning to tremble. I reached around her belly and caught a heavy breast in my free hand, and then I held on for dear life.
***
We emerged from the tent not long after, dazed and rumpled and satisfied. Julia clung to me, her head on my shoulder and arm around my waist, her hip bumping into mine as we walked. We made our way to the main concourse and joined a small knot of people being ushered out by the event security staff. The parking lot was practically empty. When we got back to the car, it was well past midnight.
“It’s late.†She said. “Think we should call home and then go find a hotel?â€Â
I grinned. “Sure.â€Â
“Here.†She tossed me her keys. “I’ll call, you drive.â€Â
“You okay?â€Â
“My legs are…a little wobbly.â€Â
I grinned some more. I unlocked the Land Rover and we piled in. Julia found her cell phone and called home. Woke up Greg and told him our plan. She turned her face slightly away from me and lowered her voice to a murmur. Rested her forehead on the window. Spoke softly for a bit, and then she wished him good night.
I did the same thing with Diana, more or less. Then I stuck the key in the ignition, started the ‘Rover and followed the last of the cars out of the lot.
***
I woke up early the next morning, naked, sprawled out on a damp mattress in a cheap hotel room. The old alarm clock on the nightstand next to me said it was just after six a.m. Julia was lying in the crook of my arm with the rumpled bed sheet tangled in her legs, breathing softly through her open mouth. Our clothes were scattered around the room, on tables, chairs – mostly on the floor. The air-conditioning was off and the room was already getting warm.
I eased my arm out from under her head, felt the pins and needles as my circulation slowly returned. I grimaced and rubbed the pain away. Julia mumbled something and scooted into the warm spot on my side. She rolled over and latched onto my pillow, dragged it under her chin and got comfy again. I watched her for a moment, admiring her lush, muscular curves, the sharply defined tan lines around her hips and over her breasts.
The pungent smell of our sex hung in the air like a fog.
Something Swan had said a long time ago popped into my head: Always get the proof, or no one will ever believe you. I stood and rooted in my pack until I found my cell phone. I turned on the camera feature and snapped a few rather intimate pictures, photos that I’m sure neither Diana or Greg would have approved of. I typed out a text message, attached the best of the pictures, and messaged the whole bundle to Swan. He messaged back while I was sitting on the john. Wrote:  Damn! Get that girl to sign a voucher and film something! We can use this shit!  - S
Julia was still asleep. I deleted the photos and the message, then took a quick shower to wash away the previous days’ sweaty funk and dried spunk. I dressed in my clean change of clothes, grabbed the key card and ran downstairs to a twenty-four hour deli. The fat, bald guy planted on a stool behind the counter was more interested in the rancid hot dog he was stuffing his face with than the security monitor. I guess there wasn’t anybody in this bathroom worth looking at.
I bought some fresh fruit, pastries, and a couple cold bottles of water, and ran back to our room. I tossed the key card on the small table by the window.
While I was gone, Julia had pulled the sheet up around her chest and was lying curled up on her side. I jumped on the bed and kissed her bare shoulder, worked my way up her neck to her earlobe, nibbled gently. She moaned, rolled over and rubbed the sleep out of her eyes.
“Hi,†I said, and kissed her, lightly working my way around the hollow of her neck. She tilted her head and purred.
“Morning,†she mumbled.
“Breakfast?â€Â
“Mmmnn.†She smiled and let the sheet fall to her waist. “Not yet…â€Â
She reached out for me, pulling at my clothes. I threw the sheet out of our way and forgot about breakfast.
***
Our trip together ended Saturday, right about noon, when Julia eased the Land Rover to a stop at the curb back in front of my house. A sprinkler was on, swirling rainbows of water onto our lawn. Diana’s Subaru was parked in our driveway, the engine ticking.
We sat in the car for a bit with the windows cracked, quiet, letting the breeze cool us. Eventually Julia sighed.
“I guess I shouldn’t ask for a goodbye kiss,†she said, eyeing the cooling Subaru.
“Might not be the best idea.â€Â
The front door opened. Diana stepped onto the porch and waved. I smiled. Julia smiled. We were all waving. Uncomfortably. It seemed like we’d been gone for months, instead of only a day.
My arm was already bored with the waving. “Time to go.â€Â
I grabbed my pack and slipped out of the ‘Rover, felt grass crush under my feet. A few of my neighbors were out in the sunshine, tending to their already perfect lawns for the first time that spring. The growl of lawnmowers and the sweet smell of cut grass permeated the air.
I shut the car door and took a deep breath, thinking that this was how the country should’ve smelled like...
Then I sneezed. Diana and Julia both laughed, and knew I was home.
***
Well. There you have it. The entire, uncensored story.
That was the last time I saw Julia for several weeks. We both got busy with the usual life type stuff. Swan and I got a sweet offer to make a film from someone we’d bits and pieces of work for. A real movie – not a bad porno or cheesy television commercial or cable thing, but a real motion picture, produced with real Hollywood money, shot on location in Los Angeles.
And instead of getting that dog her kids wanted, Julia missed her period. We weren’t able to spend much time together, after that.
Now Swan and I are living in L.A. full time. The movie is in the can, and now we’re in the editing process, working to finish for a spring release. Diana and I broke it off a few months ago. The stress and anxiety of trying to keep a long distance relationship going made the situation impossible, and she was settled back home, just didn’t want to make the move.
So here I am, a little more than nine months later, single for the first time in years, albeit finally gainfully employed, at least for the time being. Sitting at the kitchen table in our shared apartment in Venice, eating a quick lunch and checking out an email that Julia just sent me.
Looking at pictures of her bouncing new baby boy.
Julia says that everyone thinks the baby looks just like her. Maybe so. It sure doesn’t look anything like Greg.
Julia’s folks bought a sailboat and moved to Marina Del Ray not too long ago. In her email she says that she’s making plans to come and visit them with the baby, and she was wondering if it would be okay if she dropped by for a couple days while she was here…
Well.
I haven’t answered her yet.
Now, this didn’t seem to work real well the last time I tried it. But why don’t we put this to a vote? Let me know what you think I should do, folks; if I should ask her to come, or not. And maybe we’ll talk some more, later.
This is a true story, pieced together by me, from small snippets of information given to me by the central character. It came about because her husband had read on of my previous stories, and felt the events in my story were similar to what must have happened to his own wife. I say felt, because although his wife had admitted she’d had sex with other men; he knew by her state, she’d not done it w
“But mom, I’m too old for a freaking babysitter! I’m 16 fucking years old! You really think I need some old chick to come watch me talk on the computer for 5 hours?”
“Chris, the language isn’t going to help. And she’s already on her way, and she’s not old okay? Please stop arguing I’m already late.”
“Oh my god!” I stomped up the stairs and shut the door to my room. I mumbled something about my mom and picked up my guitar. I turned on the distortion and started shredd
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ing. It helped relieve some of my anger and I got up to go look out my window. My parent’s car was gone and the driveway was empty. I was about to turn away when I saw the headlights of another car drive up the driveway. Babysitter. Ugh. I continued to watch as I saw blonde hair come out of the door and walk up to the house. She didn’t seem to old, unless she dyed her hair. She knocked on the door and then rang the doorbell. I went downstairs at a regular pace to make it seem like I didn’t really care.
I opened the door and standing in front of me was a woman that looked like a pornstar. God was she hot! She was about 5’7” and had the most beautiful 36c breasts I’ve ever seen. She wore a tight white shirt and a miniskirt and high heels, with hoop earrings. Obviously she knew my parents weren’t going to be home otherwise, they probably would have kicked her out.
“Uh... hi.” Was all I could manage.
“Hi! Chris, right? My name’s Megan. Nice to meet you!” She flashed me a gorgeous smile and walked in.
“Nice to meet you too...” I mumbled. I shut the door behind her and followed her in. She dropped her purse on the table and sat down on the couch.
“What do you want to do?” she asked.
“I dunno. We can watch TV I guess.”
“Okay!” She grabbed the remote and pressed the power button. Immediately the TV went to the last channel I had been watching, American Idol. She began flipping through the channels and landed on some random TV show that I don’t even remember the name of. It had this guy and this girl walking through the words looking for someone. I sat down next to her and we just watched TV. In a couple of minutes I had almost forgotten about her until the guy and girl in the show tripped and fell onto each other. They started kissing and then tearing off each other’s clothes. Within minutes they were having sex. Apparently, without knowing it, Megan had switched to a porn channel. I kept watching, not even attempting to hide the raging 9-inch boner that was creating a tent in my pants. I took a glance over at Megan and saw her breathing shallowly and trying to restrain from sticking her hand between her legs which were spread.
I looked away but too late she saw my looking at her wet crotch. She blushed and said “Sorry, but I guess I can’t help human nature haha. And obviously you can’t either,” she said with a wink.
“Oh... yeah... I’m going to uh... go to the bathroom.” I said. I needed to jack-off. Badly.
“You going to take care of that?” she said, motioning to my hardon.
“Um... I... I guess.” I turned and walked quickly away up to my room. I grabbed the lotion from under my bed and started masturbating furiously. I was so into it that I didn’t hear her come up the stairs until she was in my room and I opened my eyes.
“Shit!” I yelled.
“Sorry, I thought you were done.” Was all she said. But she didn’t leave. In fact, she came inside. “Chris?”
“What?” I asked, getting under the covers.
“I’m still really horny.”
“Uh... huh?” I was dumbfounded. This most gorgeous, blonde, 25 year old girl was telling me she was horny.
“I want your cock.” Well that’s blunt. She ripped the covers off and jumped onto the bed. She wiped off the remaining lotion with the sheets and immdediately put her lips over my dick. She was sucking like a pro, using her tounge to nearly wrap it around every inch of my dick. She did short and fast, and then deep throat and slow. It must have been 60 seconds and I was ready to blow my load. She started sucking hard and fast and I groaned as I shot burst after burst into her mouth. She swallowed it all and cleaned me up. She seductively backed off the bed and started to undress slowly in front of me, giving me time to recover. By the time she was naked, my dick was full erect and hard again. She came over to me and we kissed passionately, her tongue and mine flicking the insides of each others mouth. She pressed her clean pussy up against my crotch and grinded it into her clit. She groaned with pleasure and I could begin to feel her juices on my leg.
I pushed her back and spread her legs.
“You want this?” I asked, as I put the head of my dick right at her pussy lips.
She responded by shoving her hips into me and thus shoving nearly all my 9 inches into her. She groaned with ecstasy and I began pumping in and out of her.
“Oh god... Oh Chris! Oh yeah! Fuck yeah! OH GOD! FUCK! Oh fuck yeah! Oh god harder harder!” She had the sexiest sex noises. Every cry drive me wild. “Chris! I’m going to cum! Cum in me! Chris cum in me!” I didn’t care. All sense of reality was lost. I was taking this girl right now. She started to climax and the minute her already tight pussy started to tighten, I felt that tingling sensation. I pumped harder and faster and moaned with ecstasy as shot after shot of sperm emptied into her. As they hit her, they seemed to drive her wild as she bucked her hips and practically screamed through her orgasm. When we were done, we fell asleep, with me still in her.
I woke up slowly, barely remembering what had happened. I look up and standing there in the doorway is my mother. Shit!
“I hope you got good sleep pumpkin. Because now it’s my turn.” She said as she started pulling down her skirt.
All the after noon she went on some shopping & asked me too take some rest because in the evening she was going to show something surprising to me. She woke me up at 5 o’clock at evening. She served me some tee & told me that I had to keep my promise now. I said yes devi( Goddess) . She smiled & said… so you are ready then.. Ok now come to bathroom & help me to get fresh. I went there after sometime. She was already naked & was applying soap on her body. When I entered she asked me to apply it on her back. I was doing it & started to rub my hand on her abdomen. She whispered… you naughty …. You were supposed not to do that. In reply I entered my fingers in her cunt slowly & started to rub inside. She softly moaned youuuuuuu .. bad boy ah
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hhhhhhhhhh I swear you are going to suffer for thisssssss badlyyyyy. But I keep on finger fucking her while soaping her sexy thighs. Suddenly she trembled & a big orgasm hit her. I clean her up & wrapped her in a towel. She kissed my lips softly & told me not to jerk my cock & get into the bed. I got completely nude & was waiting for her on the bed. The door opened slowly & I saw my aunt in a night gown. She came to me & started to tie my hand with some lather hand coughs. I started to worry about it & asked her what she was doing. She told me not to worry & to listen to her, with a long kiss on my lips. She reached at the end of the bed & tied my legs too. Then she opened her gown & I saw her body, lightly covered with jewelries only. She informed me that goddess must be in jewelries & as a slave I must not asking her anything from now on. I slowly said yes devi . Hearing this she first put a leg on my chest & started to press it hard all over. Then she put her another leg on my face & told me to lick & worship it. In the mean time some music were on & I was wildly licking her foot. She was hitting my body with other leg & squeezing her own boobs. After some time she got off my body & took some thing out from her bag. It was what I thought a dildo. But she told me it is an anal toy which I had to experience in my ass. I cried out & begged not to do it. But she smiled sexily, kissed me again deeply & said my sweet boy let me teach you my ways & I am sure you wont regret it. I was on the verge of crying & told her oh devi please spare your slave, because I am not ready for anything like that. She smiled again & lube it with some oil. Then she put her leg on my semi hard cock & started to cress it . It started to became rock hard again. I started to moan ohhhh myyyyyy what rrrrrrrrrrr u doing … ahhhhh do it do it deviiii shhhhh. She quickly bent down on her knees & started to suck my manhood. Suddenly I felt something was at my ass hole entrance. She then told me too relax & I did it. It slid on completely & was switched on. To my surprise it did not hurt me so much. As I told it to her, she withdraw her mouth & started to ride my hard cock. that was the greatest moment of pleasure I have ever had in my life. I was getting both pain & pleasure at a time & she was bouncing on my penis like my dream mistress with her perfectly round boobs. I could fill the warmth of her pussy on my member, it was tight & slippery. She was screaming …. Oh baby… oh my jaan(life) your londa(cock) is grrrrrrreat …. Mmmmmmmmmmmm shhhhhhhhhhhhhh oh yah yah my boy ,,,,, cum into me cum cum cum. My body was also trembling in strange feeling. She was looking exactly like the sex goddess in her jewelries . Suddenly I felt that I was exploding & a surge went into the body of my mistress. My gun was shooting jets into her & she was Cumming too. Thank god the music was on , otherwise anybody from our neighbors could heard our moan. After few minutes we were both exhausted. She shuttered on the bed beside me. But I was getting hard again due to that anal toy in my ass. Then she got up & took that toy from my ass, lick my dick & clean the juices on it. She turned to me, sat on my head & order me to clean her pussy. When I was doing it she was softly playing with my cock. But we both were too tired for another session. After some time she untie me & we both took rest in other’s hand & kisses some more times & lick each others face. She told me that next time I shall have another surprising event. Please rate my story. Any lady from India want to have good time. Mail me at hardmdick@yahoo.co.uk .
           The night was cool, with a warm breeze. I was sitting on the porch listing to the crickets chirp and watching the lightning bugs. I was slowly rocking back and forth in a chair sipping on some whisky. I was lost in thought, drifting from one notion to the next, when a sudden quietness caught my attention. For some reason all the crickets had stopped making noise and there was an odd silence. I stood up, adjusted my bath
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robe, and looked around. I couldn’t see anything out of the ordinary, nothing that would cause the bugs to stop their usual symphony. I was about to turn and go back inside when I saw something like a shadow move quickly out of the corner of my eye. I did a little double-take, looking around again. I realized my heart was pounding. I quickly dismissed the shadow telling myself it was a cat or something, and went back inside.
           I live alone now, my girlfriend moved out about a month ago. It wasn’t much of a relationship. I guess we just didn’t love each other enough to keep going. I wasn’t too sad to see her go. I walked into the kitchen to put away my glass. I was looking out of the window I have above the sink. Suddenly I got that feeling that I was being watched. The hairs on my neck went up. I looked around outside, but all I saw were the trees being swayed by the wind. I went up stairs to get ready for bed, trying to escape that eerie feeling. It was going to be a long day tomorrow and I wasn’t look forward to it. I walk to my bathroom forgetting about what I felt downstairs, replacing it with the loathing I had for tomorrow. I turned on there water in the shower and walked back to the mirror, shedding my robe and hanging it on the hook. I studied myself. I had taken up running again, trying to get back in shape, and it was paying off. I had just about got my six-pack back. I smiled to myself, satisfied. The water had warmed up by the time I had finished brushing my teeth. I finish my shower, toweled off and went strait to bed. It wasn’t long before I was asleep; it had been a long day.ÂÂ
           I awoke. I blinked at my clock trying to focus my eyes. 12:33.  I’ve only been asleep an hour.  My stomach tightened. There was someone in my room with me. I turned and saw a small outline. The person was thin, about five feet ten inches tall. They were standing their watching me at the foot of my bed.ÂÂ
           “Who are you!?†I shouted. Without waiting for a response I reached quickly for my pistol that I kept in the night sand beside my bed. A hand stopped mine. How did she move that fast. Now that she was closer I could see that it was in fact a girl, a beautiful girl. She couldn’t have been older than her early twenties. She had long jet black hair that reached the top of her back. Her eyes were some wonderful shade of green that looked like they were on fire. She had a great body, and her grip was surprisingly strong. My heart was pounding. At first I was scarred to see someone sneak into my room but now it was pounding because of something else. A million questions ran through my head. Who was she? Why was she here? How did she get in? What was she doing? What did she plan on doing with me? I couldn’t take my eyes off of hers, it was like I was in a trance. Her grip loosened and I made no attempt to get my gun. Her right hand moved around and caressed the back of my head. Her touch electrified me. She brought my head close to hers, and we kissed, deeply and passionately. I couldn’t think strait enough to question it. I just soaked it all up. Our tongues danced in each others mouths as she pushed me down on my bed. She straddled me and began to rub my cock through the sheets. I was hard as a rock now. She moved her hand underneath the sheets and started pumping me. I removed her skin tight top she had been wearing. She hadn’t been wearing any bra under her top. I began to caress her breast with both hands she moaned softly into my mouth. She took off her bottom and I threw away my covers. We embraced, it felt so good just touching her. Our lips locked again, and with her right hand she took my cock and guided me in her. She threw her head back and moaned as she took me all in. Her pussy was so tight and wet with her juices. She began to bounce up and down, fucking me faster and faster. She rubbed and squeezed her tits as she fucked, moaning and screaming. I rolled her to her back and began pounding her with everything I had.
           “Oh, YES! Fuck me! Fuck me harder!â€Â I was completely enthralled with her. She arched her back suddenly and I felt all her muscles tense as she screamed with orgasmic pleasure. Then she wrapped her arms around my back, her nails dug deep into my back. It hurt, but I could care less at that point. She threw herself into my thrusts, matching my pace, and she began moaning more and more. I knew she was close and I was too. I started fucking her faster and even harder. Her moans turned to screams again and I found myself screaming as well. At first I thought to pull out, but she pulled me in with her powerful legs. I came inside her. Load after load was shot into her vagina, and I just kept cumming. Finally I was out. I sat there on my knees trying to catch my breath, watching this beautiful vixen lying there panting. Her breasts moving up and down as she breathed. I leaned forward and our lips met again in a fiery passionate kiss. I realized my back was bleeding from her clawing. I was growing tired suddenly, too tired. I broke the kiss to say something but all I could do was catch my breath. She began to kiss and bite my neck, and suddenly I felt a sharp pain, and then, nothing…
I had been following Sadie for a couple weeks now. She first drew my attention while sitting on a park bench with her friends and from that moment her fate was sealed. There are those who claim that a girl can “want it” by the way they dress and if that is the case she was practically begging me to fuck her then and there. But I was patient. She would be mine soon enough, her life as she knew it would cease to exist and she would simply be a vessel for my pleasure and a receptacle for my cock. Her red lips practically begged to be parted and devoured. Their ruby color only enhanced by the stunning paleness of her skin, accentuating them like blood on the snow. Also brought into startling clarity by that beautiful skin was her jet black hair, cascading down her back like a waterfall of darkness, I could already imagine grabbing it by the fistfuls and pulling until tears rolled down her cheeks. Following her long and slender body with my eyes, I was soon captivated by her ample breasts begging to escape from the black corset that kept them in tight bondage. The corset ended just above her belly button showing a flat, tight stomach which served as a perfect prelude to her well curved hips. Her skirt was tantalizingly low cut and did not make up for its cut in length. One got the idea that it was simply there to satisfy the most basic of decency codes and push the limits of man’s self-control to the edge of sanity. I was tempted to believe that it was a simple optical illusion cased by the skirt, but as I would late find out, her legs seemed to run on forever. Strong and well formed, but still delicate. Completing her tantalizing ensemble was a pair of high-heeled boots which could not have been comfortable to wear and were simply designed to destroy a man’s will to abstain. The decision to take her as mine was forgone from the moment I saw her.
So from that moment on, the plan was enacted. Fortunately for me, I was already a natural recluse and took great pride in my humble cabin deep in the woods of Oregon. While it was purchased for its seclusion to keep unwanted noise out, it served my purpose admirably to make sure that no one could hear the noises… or screams for that matter… coming from inside. I had a basic dungeon set up in this woodland oasis, but it became quite clear that it would hardly suffice. The wood and supplies which previously occupied the basement were moved out and the creation of my pet’s future home began. A St. Andrews Cross was brought in and eye bolts and restraints were attached to walls. I placed priority orders to improve my modest collection of whips and restraints, while building a horse and table with removable slats to my future slave’s specifications, which had been burned into my memory by now. My crowning jewel, however, was a cage which would house my beloved until she could be trusted and earned the right to sleep in the house.
But back to my hunt of my most beautiful prey. I found that she was a student at a nearby university. This was unfortunate as they would surely notice her absence and look for hr, but I had no plans of leaving any trace for them to follow. The hunt began by observing her schedule and tendencies. I worked hard, finding her habits that would become weaknesses, and designing the trap which would ultimately lead her into a world of thus far unknown pain and pleasure. Finally, I decided on the methods and means to her capture and put the plan into motion. Like a man possessed, I assured that all potential problems were handled and ever contingency accounted for. It was time to begin.
She took an evening class which met every Wednesday from seven to ten o’ clock. It was a class on violence in society, fittingly enough. After this class, she would walk for a distance with her friends, who also could have made fine slaves… and who will certainly not be forgotten should she earn the right to a companion, before she broke off for her own apartment. It was here where she would finally become mine. She crossed one street which bordered a local school, entirely deserted in the evening, and provided excellent access for a van. I waited patiently in the dark, smoking a cigarette and talking to an imaginary friend on a cell phone. Because of the collegiate nature of the town, an individual loitering for a smoke was hardly unusual. I don’t even like to smoke, but I felt it served the atmosphere well. Finally like a vision of my damnation, she appeared. She was wearing a thin spaghetti-strapped top and a pair of sweats riding far too low on her hips for conventional decency. She passed by me without a second glance, her iPod head phones removing any chance of her hearing my footsteps behind her, and waited like a good girl to cross the street. Once she stopped, I took a strong arm around her throat and enveloped her in what fighters refer to as a “rear-naked choke.” She barely had time to register what was happening to her before the blood was cut off from her brain and she went limp in my arms. Wasting no time I carried her to the waiting van, laid her down on the floor, and proceeded to shackle her wrists, ankles, and neck to the floor.
The plan went off beautifully, almost blessed by above… or below for that matter. The start of her long journey had begun on the floor of that inconspicuous van. I turned on the air conditioning to chill myself and quell the growing heat in my loins, remembering that there would be plenty of time to revel in fruits of my labor once we had arrived at our future home, but there was still much ground to cover and speed was my ally at the moment. The drive was roughly three hours, 2 hours through civilization and then a final hour through the woods. She awoke once and seems to survey her surroundings briefly, but, seemingly overwhelmed by her situation, retreated back to unconsciousness like a good girl. The drive was peaceful, only the sound of the road and jazz on the stereo.
I would have loved to see her face when she finally awakened. Finding herself bound to the cross that I had so lovingly prepared for her; unable to move in the least and feeling the cut of the rope in her tender flesh. Her tits were bound so that they were presented so beautifully for the torture they would soon receive. I took care to blindfold her carefully, making sure that she had no prayer of seeing her surroundings, not being able to give up the pleasure of introducing her to her new home. Finally, I forced a ball gag into her mouth which completed her tight bondage and ensured that she would save her voice so I could adequately drink in her screams when we were finally introduced. Watching her through a one way mirror I saw her slowly regain consciousness and let the severity of her situation dawn slowly upon her. As was to be expected, she struggles against her bonds for a while, which only served to make the rope cut into her flesh. After an hour she finally accepted her situation and simply cried softly. It was a lovely sight to see the tears stain her blindfold and roll down her cheeks. I made sure the room was cold so her nipples were quite erect and her skin was riddled with goose bumps.
After savoring the sight for about an hour, I decided it was time to begin. I walked loudly down the stairs and slammed the door hard so she knew that I was there. Her head jumped to life and she struggled to call out through her gag. I walked up to her helpless body and started kissing her neck, breathing hard on her. Taking her chin gently in my hand I introduced myself with a low growl.
“Welcome to your new home, my slave. You will know me and refer to me simply as Master from this point forth. I have taken you away from everyone who loves and knows you and brought you here to serve and please me. It will be a painful experience, more painful than anything you have ever felt, but you will learn to take pleasure from that pain and live to satisfy my every whim and desire. From this point on, you are not a person, but a toy. Flesh for my amusement. I will rape your holes and ravage your body. I will hurt you badly and will love your screams. Do you have any questions pet? No? Good, then lets begin.”
Reaching behind her head I took out the ball gag, leaving her choking on her drool momentarily. Suddenly she screamed out,
“Let me go you fucking prick, my friends will beat the crap ou-…”
Expecting this response I had a flogger ready and waiting in my hand which she could not see as she was still blindfolded. Interrupting her tirade I brought it down hard and painfully on her tits, making her mind go momentarily white with pain and her whole body tense in agony. A deep red welt surfaced on her pale skin, showing her pain so beautifully.
“Care to try again, slave?” I asked her through an evil smile.
“What the fuck is wrong wi-..” Another brutal whip to the tits.
“This must be very painful…” I said while thinking to myself that this could not be going better. This time she did not even say anything, just stood there sobbing.
“An interesting decision pet, but again, not the correct answer” I chided while dropping the whip on her tender flesh again, this time moving down to her stomach.
“Please stop,” she begged, “Please, I’ll do anything!”
“Mmmm… you are getting closer, but you forgot how to address me properly” Another brutal whipping.
“Please… Master… please no more!” She sobbed.
“That’s better, my slave. Tell me who you belong to?”
“You Master… I belong to you… Just don’t whip me again.” As if right on cue, no sooner had she begged for me to not whip her, the leather strands fell mercilessly on her exposed pussy, Making her scream in agony.
“That sounded a little too much like an order, slave. I don’t respond well to orders.” I said, growling deeply. By now her mind was shattered by the pain and hopelessness of her situation. She was sobbing now and her body trembling. Despite all this, her body betrayed her as I knew it would. Her cunt was starting to drip uncontrollably and her nipples still stood at attention to be tortured at will.
“Please Master, I’ll do anything. Just don’t hurt me again” She finally said the words I had been waiting for. I stopped my assault on her body and ran a finger across her tear-stained cheek.
“I know you will, slave, I know you will. If you behave and are a good pet you will find your time here much more pleasant. You may even find that this was the only life you were ever meant to live.”
Taking her down from the cross, I held her shaking body in my arms and gently petted her head, whispering softly to her that it would be alright. Desperate for any semblance of comfort she clung tight to my body, her breathing slowly becoming more regular and her tears starting to fade. She soon fell asleep in my arms, her mind and body exhausted from the day she had just endured, and I carried her into her cage and laid her on the small, but soft bed I had provided for her. Kissing her on the forehead I left her there to recover. Immensely pleased with how our introduction had gone and desperately waiting for her next session.
They stood there waiting with their short miniskirts. Waiting for someone to pass unfortunately that someone was me. There were four school girls they couldn’t have been more than 14 years old but they were so pretty.
Then as I started to walk past they came over to me;
‘Do you want some fun?’ asked the tallest girl with brown hair and blue eyes.
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The four girls led me into an old house that clearly had no inhabitants. They took me upstairs and told me to lie down on the bed. I did as they said but not expecting what happened next. The brown haired girl, who I found out was called Laura, asked the other girl who’s name was Rebecca to go get the ‘tools’. Rebecca was a little wider than the other girls and not as pretty but certainly still retained that factor.
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The other two girls in the room, Emily who was about the same height as Rebecca, she had brown hair as well and also very formed breasts. The last girl name Lucy had blonde hair and very small breasts. She was constantly staring at me.
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About two minutes later Rebecca entered the room with a case.
‘Bring it over here’ Laura instructed to Rebecca.
Rebecca did so laying the case down in front of Laura.
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‘Take of your clothes’ Laura said to me.
I took to long to respond so the girls started doing it instead. First to go was my shirt and my socks. Then slowly they took off my trousers.
The girls started rubbing the area with there hands feeling around my cock.
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Then they finally removed my underwear, my last piece of clothing so I was now in front of four 14 years olds completely naked. They rubbed my cock all over and started flicking my balls which was quite painful at the time but I tired not to let them see that. My cock slowly started to erect just as they removed the lid off the case.
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I couldn’t see everything inside but there were needles and knifes and dildos. At this point I started to get scared as to what they were going to do. Emily moved to the position in front of me and picked up a needle. She leaned in and pricked by balls with it. A tiny bit of blood trailer down, so she preceded. She shoved it in one bit of skin and made it come out about 1 cm apart. This hurt like hell.
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She left it in there while she went to get a knife. She cut just a bit of my cock so a line of blood was showing. Surprisingly this didn’t hurt that much but then she did it again and more blood come out. She did it another time and it started to feel weird as if all the air was just trying to get in my cock.
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Then she swapped position with Lucy. Lucy came up and sat in front of me. She grabbed a needle from the case and put it right through my foreskin. That hurt and I couldn’t control my pain that time so I let go a grasp of pain. The girls just laughed and continued………
**If this is any good at all and get any good ratings then I shall continue it**
m 0pt">“Vijay? Vivay? Is that you?†You hear your mother’s voice from behind the half-open door of her bedroom. It is almost midnight and you are alone in the house with your mother. Your father is away on business and your younger sister is still out with her friends from school. You have stolen guiltily from your sister’s bedroom, where you have been rummaging silently in her underwear drawer. All day you’ve been thinking about sex with your sister, thinking about her lithe brown body, her perfect breasts, the soft lips of her vagina… you desperately want to kiss those breasts, to let your tongue wander over her body, to finger her pussy while she squirms happily under your strong body. But all you can hope for tonight is to masturbate quietly in your room, the delicate perfume of her panties in your nostrils, yesterday’s panties still redolent of her pussy. Your cock is already stiff with anticipation, under the loose folds of your silk dressing gown. You are naked under its soft folds and you can’t wait to get back to your bed, to lie with your stiff cock in your hands, to touch yourself, pretending that your hands are hers, to dream of tasting her cunt, of feeling her soft pussy sliding down over your erect cock. You freeze when you hear your mother’s voice. Your heart is beating heavily and hot blood is coursing through your penis, causing it to bulge thickly through the thin silk of the dressing gown.
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“Yes, Mom?†You answer, praying that she won’t come to her door and see your mighty erection.
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“Come in here, Vijay, I want you†you hear her say. Groaning to yourself, you go to her door, thrusting your sister’s panties deep into a pocket and trying to hide your erection. “I’m going to bed, Mom, it’s late†you say to hear. You see her seated at her dressing table, languidly brushing her long black hair, stroke after careful stroke. She is wearing a sheer white negligee which contrasts strongly with the lushness of her brown body. She pulls the negligee closer around her body but not before you have seen her black silk brassiere, cupping her full breasts, and her black silk panties, cut high on the thigh, accentuating the smooth skin of her inner thighs, her legs encased in black stockings held by a garter belt which encircles her waist with just a hint of abandon and promise. As you look at her, you realise again how sexy she is and your erection jerks against the silk of your dressing gown. You remember how often you have jerked off in her underwear in the dark of your room, imagining what it would be like to feel her tits, to smell her pussy, to fuck her cunt. She is every young boy’s dream, the perfect woman…
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“No, come in for a moment, I want you to brush my hair for me†and she hands you her silver-backed brush. “Oh Mom, I can’t do that!†you protest. “It’s late, I’ve got to sleep!â€Â
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She laughs and says, “I won’t bite you, I just want you to brush my hair, you know how it relaxes me at nightâ€Â.
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“OK, just for a few minutesâ€Â, you give in, taking the brush. You stand behind your mother and start to brush her hair gently, with long even strokes, each stroke of the brush gently caressing her long locks of soft black hair, reflected gloss like a raven’s wing. You feel her body relax with each stroke as she leans back into your body, you hear her sigh gently and she says, almost to herself, “Ohh that feels so good, Vijay, you are so gentle, you are so good, I love it when you do thatâ€Â. Her voice sounds blissful, like a woman talking to her lover as he caresses her body with his hands. You glance in the mirror and you see her face. Her eyes are closed and her head is thrown back. Her neck is exposed and now her negligee has fallen back, revealing the soft slope of her shoulders and the rhythmic rise and fall of her breasts as she sighs her pleasure at your touch. You go on brushing her long hair, now soothing the temple of her head with your hand. Her hair flows like a waterfall to the small of her back. The skin of her forehead is soft, unworried, unwrinkled. She leans back further still, eyes still closed, and she reaches up to hold your hand. “Ohh Vijay, you are like a lover!†she laughs. “Don’t stop, don’t stop!†she laughs again. You remain silent and continue to brush her hair, each stroke like the long slow stroke of your penis as you imagine yourself sliding gently into her pussy. You can see your mother’s breasts beneath you, full, heavy, straining at the sheer silk of her bra. Are her nipples stiff or are you imaging it? No, they are definitely stiff, jutting forward like tiny pencils, pushing stiffly out. You see your mother part her legs, and she allows the silk negligee to fall back further still, now revealing her long brown legs encased in black silk clearly to your hungry eyes. She crosses and uncrosses her legs as she makes herself more comfortable in the chair, the sibilant sound of silken stockings exciting you further as you imagine her legs crossing and uncrossing behind your thrusting torso, your thick cock buried deep between her legs. Is she teasing you? No, she appears to be oblivious, dreaming perhaps. Minutes pass. Her breath is coming faster now and you see her bite her lip as she lets one hand fall to her breast, sliding beneath the silk, touching her nipple, eyes still closed but her breath definitely faster now. She leans back further still and now you see her slide her hand slowly down her body, over her belly, down to her inner thigh, between her legs. You catch your breath as you see her legs open slowly, as she touches herself, her hand moving slowly between her legs, her long brown fingers caressing her slit, scarlet-painted fingernails glinting in the lamp’s soft light, her clitoris now protruding through the silk of her panties, a tiny bead of moisture darkening the silk. You go on brushing her hair, trying not to reveal your own excitement..… but you cannot help yourself, your cock is as stiff as a poker, eight inches of steel sheathed in silk-soft brown skin, throbbing between your legs as you gaze at your mother.
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Slowly you move your hand down from her cheek to her throat, caressing her gently before bringing your fingers to her mouth, tracing her full lips with your fingers, seeing her lips open to draw your fingers in, her white teeth biting gently before she kisses your hand and brings it to her breast. “Do you think I’m pretty, Vijay? Do you think I am beautiful?†She is thirty-nine, you are nineteen but at that moment she is the most beautiful woman in the world. You let your lips answer her as you kiss her on the mouth, your hand on her breast, fondling, squeezing. You feel her mouth open as she returns your kiss and quickly you slip your tongue between her lips, and feel her tongue reach for yours. Her eyes are still closed and she is panting now as she kisses you hungrily, her arms reaching for you as you stand over her seated body. Your cock is only inches from her breasts, standing as stiff as a poker and as proud as a soldier on parade, throbbing with life and desperate to be touched. You move your body so that she feels your stiffness and she gasps as she feels your big cock between her breasts. “Vijay, Vijay!†she murmurs as she reaches for you, touching you gently, her hands soft on you. “You are so big, so hard, so beautiful, my beautiful son, my lover, my son†she whispers and she leans forward to kiss your penis. You gasp as you feel her warm breath and her soft lips. She swivels in the chair so that your body is in front of her and you look down to see her long black hair fall around your groin. You reach down and pull her head closer to your body and you feel her tongue swirl up and down your shaft as she cups your bulging balls with her hand. “You are so big, Vijay, so big, so beautiful, I want you, I want youâ€Â, she sighs and looks up, gazing deeply into your eyes before she lowers her head again, her hands reaching behind to grasp your naked buttocks, pulling you closer to her mouth.
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So far you have not spoken but now you decide to whisper… “Do you want me, Momma? Do you want my cock, Momma? Do you want to suck my cock?†you ask as you pull her head back, gripping her long black hair firmly. “Yes, yes, yes, yes!†you hear her sigh. “I want your cock, Vijay, you are my beautiful son, I want to kiss you, I want to hold you, I want to love you, I want your kisses, I want your body, I want to suck your cock, I want to taste your cum!†“Then suck it, Momma, make me cum in your mouthâ€Â, you reply.
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Greedily she lowers her head again and starts to suck you, noisily, wetly, her head rising and falling and you begin to thrust forward, your cock hitting the roof of her mouth and you hear her slurp as she pulls you closer still, willing you to fuck her face, to fill her throat, to cum in her mouth, to fill her mouth to overflowing with your hot sticky cum. You reach down and roughly pull her bra from her shoulders, exposing her breasts completely. You reach down and squeeze them in both hands, rolling her nipples between your fingers. Your balls are nestled between her breasts and your big cock juts proudly upward to meet her hungry mouth. She does not break her stroke but you hear her moan as you pinch her tits. They are big, heavy, but still beautiful and you want to spill hot white ropes of cum over her brown skin. You kick her legs apart and stand between then. She is still seated, legs apart. “Touch yourself, Momma,†you whisper. “Touch your cuntâ€Â. She reaches down between her legs, slides her fingers beneath the silk of her panties. “Finger-fuck your cunt, Momma, finger-fuck yourself while I cum, I want to smell your cunt, I want to see you cumâ€Â. Smiling, she slides her panties to her knees and one hand still on your cock, her mouth still rising and falling on you, she starts to masturbate herself beneath you. She is panting now, panting like a whore, hungry for cock, wanting to feel her own hot rush of cum, wanting to orgasm with you, her son, her son’s big stiff cock buried deep in her throat.
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You are straining now, you feel your orgasm mount and you want to let your cum spill into your mother’s willing mouth, you want to fill her throat with your cum, you want to see your cum spill over her lips, to splash on her brown breasts. You want to lick your own hot cum from her breasts, to bite her nipples and taste your own seed, you want to taste her blood mixed with your semen and as you feel her mouth on you you drive your cock deeper and deeper into your mother’s mouth and at last, at last, at last you cum in her mouth, filling her throat, filling her mouth, your hot cum splashing the back of her throat as she sucks and swallows, sucks and swallows, talking you in deeper and deeper as she savours your cum, so much cum! so much cum! Wave after wave of hot cum in your mother’s mouth, filling her, causing her to gag but still she swallows, gulping down splash after splash of cum, your cum now overflowing, oozing from her lips, dribbling down her chin, falling onto her swelling breasts until at last you are finished, your cock spent, your load of cum in your mother’s mouth, in her throat, on her face, on her chin, on her beautiful big breasts. Slowly your mother lets you pull your cock from her mouth and slowly, gently, she licks you, licks your cock from top to bottom, licks your swollen balls, licks you clean of cum and you hear her croon as she savours every last drop of cum.
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As you look down at your mother’s head you aware of a new mastery, of a new control. You have just fucked your mother’s mouth, you have just filled her throat with cum, she has licked you and loved you, sucked you and fucked you and still you want more… and you know that she does too, for you know that you want to taste her cunt, to make her cum and to taste her cum. She is yours now, to do with as you will. Your mother is your fuck-puppet, your sex slave, you are a man and she is your woman, your bitch, your pet cunt. With this knowledge comes a new strength and reaching down you grasp her firmly by the shoulders, pulling her to her feet. “Come, Mother†you say quietly, “come with meâ€Â. Trance-like, she rises to her feet and tottering, follows you to the bed. You throw her down roughly and she lies there, arms laid back, legs open, breasts tumbling, breath heaving, eyes glistening and excited, her whole body trembling as she awaits your will. You drop to your knees, pushing her legs wider apart. Her pussy is shaven, just a tiny black stubble gracing her open vagina. Her cunt is wide open to your eyes, tiny beads of moisture glistening, seeming to thrust itself upwards towards your mouth, demanding your kiss, hungry for your probing tongue. The sweet smell of sandalwood soap mixed with the heady aroma of her woman’s sex fills your nostrils. As you bend your head to your mother’s waiting cunt you feel her fingers entwine themselves in your hair, pulling you anxiously closer. Deftly you reach underneath her soft buttocks, cupping her in your strong hands as she lifts her legs and positions her thighs around your head. You feel her thighs, warm, strong, smooth, against your face, her silk stockings on your neck, her pussy redolent of cunt-juice close to your mouth and you dip your mouth to her treasure of pleasure, her trove of love, her cave of lust, her perfect cunt. Her cunt is wet and willing and your tongue probes deeper and deeper, teasing, playing, finding her clitoris, feeling its stiffness, tasting her, your saliva mixing with her juices, her fingers gripping you tightly now as you wash her pussy with your mouth, feeling her get wetter and wetter, her thighs gripping your head tighter and tighter still, her hips rising to meet your mouth.
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Reaching up, you find her breasts and you cup them with your hands, fondling, squeezing, pinching, her nipples stiff to your touch, and you hear her moan above your head, lost in lustful pleasure as she whispers your name again and again “Ohhh Vijay, Vijay, Vijay, that feels so good, that feels so good, ohhh Vijay, don’t stop, don’t stop, give me more, give me more, make me wet, make me cum†you hear her say, her hands pulling you harder and harder into her cunt, her hips pushing against your mouth, her thighs tight around your head, her sharp high-heeled shoes digging into your back. Her mounting excitement is making you hard again despite the ocean of cum you have already unleashed. When she cums, she cums with a rush, her whole body stiffening as a torrent of cum floods your mouth. Drinking deeply, you swallow her salty-sweet cum, every drop making you harder and harder until you know that you are ready to fuck your mother, really fuck her, ram your big cock deep into her cunt until she screams for mercy but mercy you shall not show for she is your cunt now, your fuck-puppet, her only function now is to be fucked by you. Pulling yourself up onto the bed, you hold her body to the bed, pushing your fingers deep into her cunt, finger-fucking her as hard as you can and she grasps your wrist while with her other hand she reaches down to grip your penis and she moans as she finds you stiff, long, thick, hard, pulsating, oozing droplets of pre-cum and she knows now that you mean to fuck her. Suddenly she tries to resist, saying, “No, Vijay, no, no, this is wrong, this is wrong!†as she tosses her head from side to side. Her voice says, “Stop!†but her body says “More! More! harder! harder! Fuck me, Vijay, fuck me! Fuck your mother!â€Â and she works her cunt against your hand, squeezing your cock, tugging it, feeling its strength and power. Moaning, she bites down on her lower lip in her excitement, drawing blood, tiny droplets running down her chin. Moving as if to kiss her, you lick the blood from her lips, tasting its salty-sweetness, salty-sweet just like her cum. Her cum mixes with her blood on your lips, in your mouth, arousing an ancient primeval lust in you. With one last savage thrust of your hand you pull away, pushing your mother brutally back on the bed, pulling her up across the white sheets so that her head hangs back over the edge. Pinning her wrists to the bed, you position yourself between her legs, your big cock now feeling its way into her cunt. Harder and harder you push, deeper and deeper, feeling her heat, her wetness. Her body is pushing against yours now, willing you to fuck her but again you hear her say “No, Vijay, No! Stop! Stop!†Reaching into the pocket of the silken dressing gown which still drapes your muscular body, you find your sister’s panties, soiled and dank from her day-long sweat and lust, and you push them into your mother’s mouth, stifling her voice. Her arms pinned to the bed by your strong hands, she is powerless beneath you and you can have your lustful way with her. You know that she wants your big cock in her tight cunt, wants to feel your heat and strength in her wet and willing cunt and so your begin to ride your mother, pushing your cock home harder and harder, faster and faster, deeper and deeper until you are hammering at the very walls of her womb and now you feel her body rise to meet yours, you feel your mother’s legs tighten around you, her silk stockings rasping softly against your skin, you feel the leather and steel of her high-heeled shoes bite into your back, you feel her breasts bounce against your chest, you feel her arms grasp your shoulders and pull you closer still. With arms outstretched you let your body stiffen, towering over your mother, you are a master of the universe and your mother is your slave, you see her eyes rolling as her body arches to meet your thrusting cock. With your teeth you pull your sister’s panties from your mother’s mouth and you hear her shout your name, “Vijay! Vijay! My beautiful boy! My beautiful boy! I love you! I love you! Love me, Vijay! Love me! Ride me! Ride me! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me harder, make me cum! Cum inside me! Cum inside me! Ohhh god fuck me fuck me fuck me fuck me fuck me fuck me!!!†and then you feel her cum on your cock, drenching you, her cum streaming from her cunt, running down the shaft of your cock, oozing from between the lips of her labia…
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But you are not ready yet and with a last throbbing thrust into your mother’s cunt you pull your cock out and quickly turn her on the bed, pushing her face down, face buried in the pillow, breasts hanging, buttocks soaring to meet you. You kick her legs apart from behind and ram your cock into her open cunt, your balls slapping against the walls of her cunt, filling her with your hard hot cock. One leg hooked around her warm sticky thigh, you slap her buttocks with one hand while squeezing her tits with the other and you begin to ride her like a giant dog, like a stallion, driving your cock in and out, ramming it in like a pile-driver, a giant steel piston, in and out, in and out, in and out, harder and harder, faster and faster, your mother pushing her big beautiful arse back to meet your thrusting hips as she bites down on the pillow to stifle her screams of pleasure, her muffled shouts exciting you, driving you to even greater heights of ecstasy as you pump your mother’s love-hole full of hot brown meat. Grasping her arse you get ready to cum and at last, at last, at last with one mighty push you let your orgasm explode inside your mother’s hole, letting wave after wave after wave of streaming white cum flow into her, flooding her, filling her to overflowing as you hear her scream with pleasure and feel her cum again and again and again, her cunt gushing streams of cum, washing down your loins, mingling with your cum, drenching the white sheets until at last you let your body fall forward on your mother’s and you kiss her cheek gently, saying “I love you, Mom, I love you†as she collapses beneath you, full of her son’s hot cum, tears streaming down her face but the happiest of smiles telling a truer tale of requited love and satisfied sex.
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As you lie there, caressing her face, kissing her breasts, gently touching her now sore pussy, her hand on your cock, her lips showering you with kisses, her tongue licking your face, you see a shadow at the door and you look up, in time to see a shape disappear. Was that your sister? Did she see you?
The late afternoon sun indicated the passage of time from the beginning of this session, which had started sometime after a late lunch and one part of Sara wondered how long she could last under her Master’s torments while another part of her prayed it would never end. She was being forced to surrender, to yield her desires and her sexual response to her Master and the feelings and emotions that ruled her being at the moment were more powerfully erotic than any fantasy.
Now she stood in her apartment clad in only garters, stockings and high-heels, while her breasts were framed by the shelf bra her Master ha
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d presented her with only that morning, it shaped and lifted her breasts while covering little and it seemed to her when she’d tried it on, that the bra simply enhanced and presented her bare breasts to her Master and now he was using them like a God used a sacrifice.
There had been several unusual items in her Master’s suitcase when he came to visit, that had fascinated her, but he had told her she would see what they were used for soon enough and now she was engaged in the discovery process.
She was standing, loosely secured to a table by ankle ropes that allowed her to shift her feet, but not to move very far away from the table, her arms tied snugly behind her and a leather gag limited her sounds to animal-like cries of pain or pleasure. The source of such sounds, were her extraordinarily responsive nipples. She had discovered early on as a teen their sexual potential, but only recently has she learned their overwhelming arousal potential when they were in pain The dark pink tips were even now, swollen and stiff, and bent towards the side due to the thin while cords that pinched the base of each nipple tightly and then joined into a single strand trailing away from her toward the doorway where they ran over a pulley the then hung down weighted by a large steel hook on which hung 5 one pound weights.
She had been placed in this position to please her Master by causing her own climaxes and every 5 minutes that went by without her “climaxing sufficiently†– whatever that was supposed to mean, allowed him to increase the weight that had already forced her nipple to be stretched far beyond their normal confines and pain this caused was creating a cascade of wetness in between her legs. Secured to the tabletop was a large vibrator of the sort people bought to massage sore muscles. The large head was sufficient to cover the whole of her sex, but the table was markedly lower than her center of pleasure and when she stood straight the pleasuring head of the tool was some inches below directly under her sex but at a level just above her knees. To gain stimulation she had to squat down, but this required her to pull the weights upward suspended just from her tormented nipples. For some reason the idea of pulling on those sensitive tips herself was harder than the pain her Master inflicted and she inwardly flinched away from the idea. Twice she’d forced herself to move downward until her soaked sex had come in contact with the vibrator and both times she had cum fast almost instantly, but her clit was so sensitive after cuming no matter how much she wanted to she couldn’t endure continued contact and when she backed off the second time she knew, at least she sensed she had displeased him.
“You must learn to embrace discomfort!†he commanded.
Sara hung her head in shame. “Yes Master.â€Â
“You’re just a worthless little cunt that needs to be punished and trained so you can do better; aren’t you?â€Â
“Yes Master. I need to be punished for being such a worthless whore.â€Â
“That is correct and I shall torment you for your failure until contact with that vibrating head is the least of your concerns.â€Â
He pulled out a pair of adjustable steel nipple clamps with alligator jaws and black rubber covers over the serrated teeth. Placing them where she could see them he went behind her and soon she felt him pulling her buttocks apart and finding her anus. Shortly a smooth, lubricated item began penetrating her anally.
Never having experienced a butt-plug before Sara wasn’t quite such what it was or what to expect. The part that had entered her opening was small at first, but increased in girth rapidly until she was panting trying to accept the large penetration in her ass which her Master slid in and out going slightly deeper with each inward thrust her anus forced to dilate wider and wider until she thought she could endure no more without tearing when suddenly she accommodated the widest part and it slid forward, moving deeply inside her and her newly widened opening contracted happily about the large object’s thin neck, now carefully and solidly lodged in her sphincter. “Oh God!†she thought realizing for the first time that she was now covered in perspiration.
Master Thomas wasn’t done. A number of clothespins appear out of a cloth bag and one by one the Master encircles the areola with them each a tiny pinching pain from her breasts, each pain doing it part to further flood her already overflowing sex. She was so hot already, so ready to cum, she thought she’d go mad with passion and still he continued to build her further and further into arousal and pain; each going hand and hand with the other taking her further and further into the realm of submission.
Sara was gasping now with exertion and pain. Then he reached for the alligator clamps placing each at the very tip of her nipples. The pain was so sharp as the toothed clamps bit into her sensitive flesh that she literally danced about in her bounds crying out, muffled as she was by the gag. She had to do something and she quickly moved down to the vibrator a deep sigh of relief as the contact with her sex immediately took her mind off the pain and she built rapidly toward orgasm as she ground her responsive clitoris and labia against the large, rubbery surface of the huge vibrator. Somehow her sensation focused upon her tormented nipples as the sensation built rapidly toward her release when suddenly she went over the edge into orgasm as wave after wave of pleasure surged through her body and she sagged her groin pressing hard against the vibrator as the rode the receding waves of her climax when her body, shocked her by beginning to cum again, and then again, until she lost count her eyes shut a nearly continual moaning cry issuing from behind her gag as eh body literally shook as if physically shaken by the pleasure-filled contractions that now controlled her whole being. How long she endure repeated orgasms she didn’t really know.
She lost count of the pleasures after about her fifth climax but they continue for a very long time and she really didn’t notice them end until her Master was removing her gag and only then realized that everything on her nipples was gone and her pussy was extraordinarily wet and squishy. Her Master turned her toward the table retying her feet and she realized how very tired she was, but he was not done with her quite yet. She hoped she could endure.
The table had be altered she realized. The top was well padded with blackets except for one spot about halfway to the other end that held a shallow cookie sheet filled with crushed ice. Oh God, she thought, Master turns me on so much with ice I don’t know if I can take it. My body is already ravaged.
As she watched he reached between her legs and re-adjusted the vibrator using duct tape to secure it to the table top and angled upward then he went to his bag and got out his electric toothbrush and the toothpaste. Carefully wetting the brush he took a dab of paste and began systematically brushing her tormented nipples, areolas, and about an inch of the surrounding breast.
At first it was kinky and arousing to feel the fast moving brush on her nipples, but then the pain set in, the cool burning pain that re-ignited her pussy and sent a new flood of wetness from her eager vagina. First one and then the other nipple her brushed over a period of five minutes then her Master’s fingers began massaging the sensitive nipples that were already on fire, pulling them pinching them, driving the pain even deeper to her responsive nerves.
Sara was making animal noises of arousal now and the Master came to her with a hot washcloth and washed away the toothpaste but she knew from past experience the pain would continue for some minutes still. He then laid her face down on the table and tied her hands to the far legs. The ice was placed just right so both her breasts lie in the sea of crushed and freezing chips. She gasped the feeling so good and such a turn-on as the chips as first soothed the tormented tips and then as the cold penetrated, the nipples hardened, huge and stiff, while a deep painful ache set in. He was behind her now, removing the butt plug. It had been in for so long that it stretched once more to remove it hurting slightly, but nothing like the deep hurt from her breasts, the place that she loved to be hurt.
Now he was doing something between her legs, but not to her – to the vibrator she thought, then she felt it. He had placed some type of textured cover on the vibrator and large pad a tiny raised rubber nubs and now as her weight pressed her into the massager she felt scores of tiny ¼ inch nubs rubbing her most responsive areas like tiny fingers. At last felt the Master’ own hard organ, well oiled, he had positioned himself behind her and she felt the soft thick tip open her anus nearly as thick as the large butt-plug, his hot cock entered her anus working deeper and deeper while the new sensation on her clit sent her once more into orbit her mouth voicing her pleasure as if of its own accord in time with each thrust into her ass.
One thing about her Master he always lasted a long time and this was not exception as her worked in and out moaning with the pleasure her body was causing him especially when she climaxed and contracted about his manhood. At last after more than 20 minutes and God knows how many of her climaxes he pulled out and brought his organ from her anus to her lips and she gladly opening and accepted the hot steams to sperm, gulping to keep up and sucking him clean of ever once of his emission
He withdrew, slowly untied her, and carried her to her bed. She felt a warm towel drying her everywhere and then the delightful sensation of being naked and accepted in her Master’s arms, knowing she had pleased and pleasured him. Now she felt all loved and warm, as she lay down to sleep, content as his cock, amazingly already hard once again entered her pussy. She sighed drifting off as he used her, exhausted but content, fulfilling her sexual destiny as his slave. She had never been so violated, so hurt, so pleasured, and so completely used sexually, and she couldn’t wait for it to happen again.
You can reach the author via e-mail or yahoo messenger at: thomascan06@yahoo.com
Oh god!!yells 15 year old terry as he sits wacthing porn on his computer. his wacthing a son fuck his mom and his getting a huge hard on. he has a 8 incer and is very proud of it. after about 15 min of the hard core incest porno he shots his load and gets up to wash up.ÂÂ
it is early in the morning and normaly no one is home but today will prove to be a different story. He goes into his mothers room to tell her he is awake and sees her rubing her clit like mad. he backs up and stands behind the door. he has an instent hard on. he begins to stroke is dick and within no time shots all over her door and he lets out a slight moan. his mom looks over and sees him but does not stop but terry goes into his bedroom and back on the computer to get rid of some
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more of his cum. he begains to beat off to the incest porn from earlyer. he looks over to see his mom in the door way. she closes the door and stripes down to nothing. he can see her tight pussy and her massive boobs.ÂÂ
"what are you wacthing?" says his mom
"oh, nothing what are you doing naked in my room?"terry asks
"i saw you spying on me and it turned me on so i came in here to get some of you." she goes and lays on his bed
"come over here and eat your mom out like a good boy"
this is the best thing that has ever hapend to terry and he does just as his mom asked and sticks his tonge deep in her tight cunt. she moans loudly and sprays her jucies all over his face.
"lay down and i will she you how to get down with your mom"
he lays down to make sure not to rune the moment. she starts to suck his dick and then she sits on his dick and forces his huge penis into her. she lets out a huge moan and begains to ride him
terry is in heven and he cant belive what is happening
she takes him out of her and bends over
"i want you to put that monster in my ass"
with out a questen he sticks her in the ass and she yells a huge moan. he can tell she has never been fucked in the ass. she is clinching down on his dick as she climaxes and he shots his load in her virgin ass
he lays down as she lays next to him
"good job, that was great" says terrys mom
"will this happen again"
"you havent had anything yet, you just wait untill tonight"
Let me know if you liked this one. if any one liked it i will write a second one
I met her on a weekend night and we had sex that night. Since we were both over sexed and we liked each other she moved in with me. The first six months went by with a lot of sex and then one day I came home to an empty house. She stayed out all night coming home the next day around 10 AM. I asked her where she was all night? She replayed, were do you think? I asked did she spend the night wi
Eliza patted her husband’s cheek and he whimpered at the touch of her warm flesh against his.
‘Poor baby,’ she cooed, ‘so horny and so desperate.’
‘Eliza, please,’ Hunter said, his face covered with perspiration, ‘please untie me. This has gone far enough.’
‘It’s just a game, sweetie,’ Eliza smiled, her red fingernails trailing down her husband’s naked chest, ‘just a little bondage, a little fun. A little sexy fun and you are terribly sexy when you look so needy and desperate like that.’
‘Please, baby,’ Hunter tried again, ‘it’s been hours…’
‘And you’re still hard! I think that’s a new record. I should give the Guinness people a bell!’
How could he not be hard!
For hours Eliza had strutted around in front of him in that skimpy red dress and high heels and then squatted in front of him to breathe on his rigid cock.
Every time Eliza did, he tried not to look at her crotch, not look at those tiny black panties or look down her dress at those magnificent breasts but he couldn’t! He was human, after all. And, fuck, how he loved those breasts!
Not once did her hand touch his cock – he would have come instantly if she had – not once did her lips touch it, even though he strained to push his pelvis forward when his wife lingered over his red and needy erection.
The handcuffs and the rope around his legs kept Hunter bound to the chair and he could only dream of fucking Eliza.
God, she was beautiful – beautiful and sexy!
He wanted her!
Needed her!
And all she did was tease!
And if there was one thing Eliza was good at, it was teasing. She wore the epithet Cock Tease proudly and even had those words embroidered on the crotch of a pair of pink, skimpy panties.
Eliza smiled at him as she sat on a chair opposite him, her legs slightly parted so he could glimpse her black panties.
Her large breasts threatened to spill from the skimpy top and he so wanted her!
Eliza smirked, reading his mind.
‘I suppose,’ she pouted, ‘you want to bend me over the dining table, push my dress up, pull my little panties down and fuck me?’
‘Yes!’ Hunter croaked. ‘Yes, I do!’
‘Slide your cock into my tight little pussy?’
‘Oh fuck yes!’
‘I’m so wet from teasing you, honey.’
‘Please…please,’ Hunter begged, his cock pulsing madly.
He had lost all concept of time. It was dark outside, so he realised he had been restrained and teased for at least three hours.
Three hours!
She’s insane!
‘Is that how you fucked Melinda?’ Eliza asked sweetly.
Hunter shook his head to try to concentrate.
‘Huh?’
‘I said, is that how you fucked Melinda? Bent her over your desk and fucked her from behind? Fucked her when you were supposed to be working late?’
‘Ah…’
How did she know?
‘Don’t worry, honey, I’m not going to cut your dick off,’ Eliza laughed, ‘or your balls but I thought about it.’
‘Honey…please…’
‘Look, honey,’ Eliza said as she casually unbuttoned the top of her dress and, smirking at him, eased each breast from her black lace bra cups.
‘Here are the girls! Look, my nips are hard!’
Hunter groaned and licked his lips.
‘And what do we have here?’
Hunter tried to tear his eyes away as she lifted the hem of her skirt and displayed her tiny black panties.
‘You loooove my panties, don’t you? Do you remember that time I gave you a hand job with a pair of my knickers? You loved it! Yes, darling, I think you have a thing for my silkies!’
‘Oh, all right,’ Eliza said brightly, ‘I’ll pull them down so you can see kitty.’
Wide eyed, Hunter watched as his wife shimmed her panties down to her knees. Smiling at him, she idly stroked herself with one finger.
‘I have a neat kitty, don’t you think? No flabby wings, just all tight and neat. Oooh, I’m sooo wet!’’
Hunter’s eyes bulged as she touched herself and then brought a glistening finger up to lick the juices
‘I have a nice taste. You don’t like to taste me much though,’ she pouted. ‘I bet you’d taste me now, wouldn’t you, honey?’ Eliza asked slyly.
Bobbing his head frantically, Hunter croaked, ‘yes! Yes, let me lick you!’
‘No,’ Eliza said, closing her eyes, ‘I think I’ll just play with myself. I’m so horny it won’t take long for me to have a sweet little come!’
‘Please…Eliza…please let me come, let me fuck you…’
‘If you slipped that dickie inside me, honey, into my wet velvet box, you’d spurt straight away!’ Eliza frowned prettily. ‘Ewww! What a mess! No, that won’t do.’
She settled back in the chair, knickers around her knees and breasts displayed.
‘I’m going to tickle myself here now and you can watch. Enjoy honey, watch and know that I’m going to love having an orgasm.’
It was agony for Hunter as Eliza slowly and delicately caressed herself using both hands. Hunter had never seen a woman masturbate before and he realised that the movements of both hands and fingers was nothing he had ever done to her.
In any other situation, it would have been mildly educational as well as erotic. Hunter realised that all those porn movies showing women masturbating were just a parody of the real act as he watched how she arranged the fingers and palms of both hands.
This was unique and she reached around with one hand while caressing with the other. He tried not to watch but couldn’t help it until, open mouthed, he watched as his wife orgasmed!
While his neglected cock throbbed madly!
Eliza opened her eyes sensuously and smiled sexily at her husband.
‘That was gorgeous, not fantastic but an appetiser for the rest of the evening. It is Friday night, after all.’
Hunter looked hopefully at his wife.
Did that mean she was going to let him loose?
Eliza pulled her knickers up and Hunter watched as they covered her pussy.
‘I’m all wet so the panties will smell a bit but that just means I’m on heat, doesn’t it, darling?’ Eliza said calmly as she buttoned her top and smoothed her dress.
‘I was a little angry when you fucked Melinda but I got over it.’
She walked over and patted his cheek.
‘So I decided not to cut your balls off – not with a knife, anyway.’
‘Eliza…’ Hunter began but she placed a finger on his lips to silence him. Hunter could smell her on her finger, could taste her!
‘Shh, darling, listen. I’m going out now. I’m going to find a guy to fuck and I’m going to let him fuck me in a motel, or in the backseat of his car – I don’t care! I feel like being such a slut! And then, I’m going to find another guy, maybe another after that! I’ve never fucked two guys at once; tonight could be the night!’
Aghast, Hunter stared up at her beautiful face that now seemed so cold.
‘I’m going to find guys that you know, Hunter, men you do business with, your friends, and I’m just going to ask them not to tell you. I’ll only fuck them if they promise not to tell you! They can tell anyone else, in fact I’ll encourage it but they can’t tell you!’
Eliza leaned forward and planted a kiss on his forehead.
‘So when you go to golf, play squash or strut around that office of yours, you won’t know if the man you’re playing sport with or even doing business with, fucked your wife! Perhaps the elevator man, the courier or your boss – any of them. I wonder who’s out and about on a Friday night?’
‘Eliza…please…no…’
‘You’re still hard, darling, the idea of me being such a slut must appeal! I’m glad because tonight won’t be the last night. There are a lot of well hung studs out there and I’m going to get me a lot of them!’
‘Please,’ Hunter whispered brokenly, ‘don’t do this…our marriage is over if…’
Eliza shrugged as she picked up her handbag.
‘I think our marriage ended when you fucked Melinda. I hope you and your two new lovers will be very happy.’
Nonplussed, he stared at her, mouth open. ‘Two…?’
Eliza laughed.
‘Left and right hand, darling. That’s all you’ve got, now! If you can’t get free, I’ll send someone to get you loose about five tomorrow morning.
‘Don’t go, Eliza!’
‘Goodnight, Hunter. Hope the erection goes by the time I send someone to free you.’
‘Don’t go!’
Eliza opened the door, lifted her dress to flash her panties at him.
‘Got to go, honey, kitty wants a date!
The door closed and Hunter stared at it, tears forming.
‘Eliza!’
Eliza from the short story collection ‘More Dominant Wives’ by Carmenica Diaz
Posted below is the First chapter of a story I have been working on. Its way out of my league as to what I normaly write, but I would like some constructive feed back from those that know the meaning of the word constructive. Thank you.
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The moon slowly crept in thought the curtains as he sat there watching over her.   The sights and sound
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s had even haunted me, where had she come from.  He glanced at his watch, Eleven O’clock.  The night was still young as he heard the calls from out in the city.  The beasts were alive, and they knew she still lived.  No one would get to her now, not without going though him.  He had to know more, but could she take another trip like that.  She was already weak but her scent soon began to fill his naustrals.  Her lust violently grabbed a hold of him as he stood there watching over her.  He wanted her once more, and she would be his once again.
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He stood over her, staring at her, as she lay motionless in the bed, just a corner of the sheet covering anything that was her.  He stared at her sleeping body, the silky, velvety black hair flowed from her, caressing her body as it reached down her body.  It lay tangled in some spots, straighter in others, victims of an earlier struggle.  Her breath was short and shallow, as she lay there motionless.   He couldn’t take it much more; her scent was invigorating, intoxicating.
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The night had taken hold, and the change was coming. It was always so violent, so harsh on him, but this was who he was.  There lived a beast within him, and as the sun gave way to the night, it came though as well.  He knew his lust for her would drive him even more.  A rage washed over him, it was about to happen.  His blood boiled as his heart pounded faster and faster.  The pulling was about to start; he looked down to watch his hands, the nails starting to grow longer.  “It is happening,†he thought.
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Howls could be heard off in the distance as this new creature was taking shape.  How whole body began to grow violently, His hands now grew to twice-there size.  His arms and legs had grown as well, now more powerful, fully developed masses of muscle.  His chest seemed to be ripped out from him, it moved as waves on the ocean, the ripples growing more and more.  The intenseness of the whole transformation had finally taken its toll as the collapsed on to the floor.  His body continued to transform as he called out his name, groggily, and still asleep, “ Brian?  Brian!â€Â
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He heard the calls, and moved himself closer to the foot of the bead so as to not be seen.  “Yes Karen, I am here,†he replied to her, his voice deeper and with a hint of a growl.
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Karen looked around the room, her dark eyes searching frantic for her new found love.  “Brian?  What are you doing, come back to bed with me.â€Â
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Brian’s ears perked up, all the sounds around him seemed to be magnified now.  He heard everything, that made a sound, and her movements were all heard.  She was moving towards him, and her scent hit him hard, like a slap in the face as the sheets fell from her body.  The animal lust that was inside him grabbed a hold of him, his mind raced to gain control with no luck.  He stood up before her at the foot of the bed, a growl of lust slowly emanating from him.
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Karen screamed as she saw the beast rise from the foot of the bed.  She frantically moved away, pulling the sheet up over her body trying to conceal her nakedness as she screamed for help.  The Beast moved towards her, what was it she thought as she tried desperately to push her self though the wall. She screamed once more, hear fears choking her up, Screams, now just gurgling.
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Brian moved methodically, the beast he was now was no were near as charming as the man that brought this lovely beauty back here.  The beast lived inside of him, but now he lived inside of it.
It had all control; it wanted its own satisfaction.  He moved even closer to Karen, her scent was even more intoxicating. ÂÂ
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Her screams were going nowhere, Brian was gone, probably killed by this beast, and it was moving closer to her.  She looked at it, her eyes still filled with tears.  She trembled every move it made towards her.  Its face was nothing like she had ever seen; yet she had seen it before.  Pictures and movies, but this couldn’t be real.  It was all fantasy, nothing real.  She tried to rear back as it moved closer, its snout so close to her, she could feel its hot breath breathing down on her.
Brian stared at her from deep with in the beast that he was.  Watched as she trembled, flinching as he moved his head around her.  Her scent was intoxicating… the perfume she wore, mixed whit the scent or her cunt.  His heart began to pound even greater as he knew he would make her his once more.  He raised his had and tore the sheet she held to protect her.  He drank in her body with his eyes, his nostrils flaring as he moved closer to her.
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Karen squealed a little as the sheet was ripped from her, exposing her bare body to the beast.  She held her legs close to her as she leaned against the wall.  Fear griped her throat, squeezing the breath from her, as the beast seemed to smell her.  She flinched again as its cold nose gently grazed her thigh.  It reared back slightly and growled at her as it looked into her eyes.  She gasped as she seemed to see into the beast, and the beast seemed to know her…  “Brian,†she thought?
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Brian couldn’t look at her gaze any more; he saw the flash in her eyes as she realized who he was now.  He reached for her leg and pulled it towards him, trying to open her up.   She screamed out, “NO!† The noise angered the beast as she pulled from his grip.  He let out his own growl as he raised his other hand, and swung it back against her head.  Her body fell away from him, slithering off of the bed, slumping onto the bare floor next to the bed.  Brian leapt towards her coming to a rest over top of her, a low growl coming from him as her head turned towards him.
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Karen’s mind came to a crashing halt as the force of the beast’s hand threw her from the bed.  She felt herself falling, slumping to the ground.  He was over her as she tried to turn over, his fiery breath heating her soft skin.  She could still feel the burning, stinging feeling of his hand on her head and tried to reach up to touch it.  His grip was fierce on her wrist as he grabbed her hand and started to pull at her.  She screamed out “NO!  STOP THIS, WHAT ARE YOU DOING!â€Â
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Brian grabbed at her arm, pulling her to where he wanted her.   He loved the fighting she was putting up; it fueled the fire inside of him.  He burned wildly to have his satisfaction with her, and her struggles making it even more exotic for him.  In her struggles, he managed to get her turned to all fours, and grabbed a fist full of her raven black hair.  He yanked hard on it, getting her attention, stopping her from her feverish attempts at escaping him.
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The tension on her hair caused Karen to stop her struggles, her whole body tenses up as this creature moved over her.  She started to move away again, only to have her hair yanked back, pulling her head back.  Every time she tried to scream, and get away, it was always cut short by another violent tug.  His hot breath seemed to be burning a hole though her neck and back.  She felt him moving over her, and again she struggled o get away from him, and again he yanked her back in line.   She felt his arm wrap underneath her.  The soft fur on his arm was caressing and frightening at the same time.  He now had a firm grip of her, and her body was now his to do as he pleased.
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Brian slowly moved tighter to her, his body in line with hers.  He couldn’t keep his passion of her any more.  She was in the perfect position, and he held her tight, not letting her go.  He kicked her legs open slightly more as his own manhood began to grow.  It slowly started to emerge from its sheath.  The reddish pink head came first, slithering its way out with every pulse of his heart.  His own hips soon began to move in a rhythmic manner.  He was ready for her now, and still grew even more and more.
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Karen felt the beasts cock rubbing up against her.  She started to panic, and screamed out, “What are you doing, you can’t do this!â€Â
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Karen’s screams fell upon ears that would not hear her.  Brian started to adjust his thrusts; he could feel her wetness sliding on his cock.  He knew were his mark was, and had to hone in on it.  With a couple more thrusts, the mixture of her wetness and his own pre-cum, he began to slide into her.
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Karen felt this creature find her womanhood.  She gasped as he entered her.  Tears began to fall as he began to thrust deeper and deeper into her.  She was powerless to stop him, and let him have his way with her.  He pounded her harder and harder, and soon began to really fill her up. She felt him begin to swell inside her, her own passions starting to take control of her mind.  She tried to fight it, this just wasn’t right, but she found herself wanting more and more. ÂÂ
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Brian felt her start to get into the rhythm.  She liked it to, and he lusted for her even more.  He released his hold from around her waist and grasped her shoulder and began to thrust harder and harder into her.  He felt the knot starting to grow inside of her.  Her own secretions were mixing with his.  She was in heat for him and he was powerless to stop himself from being one with her.  His own fur was matting as her own cum was making its way onto him.  His knot grew even more inside of her, linking her with him.
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Karen couldn’t believe she was starting to enjoy this.  This beast, this monster had taken her as his own and she was starting to like it.   She began to herself for it.  He was raping her, and she was enjoying it.  She was even thrusting back at him, fucking him even.  Her own body was fighting her on his.  Orgasm after orgasm flowed though her body, as this foreign cock seemed to know every mark, every point to touch.  She felt him growing inside of her; she wanted more and more of him.  She wanted to feel him more and more.  She reached back through her legs, and started to rub her own clit.  Her hand was now moist with her own cum.  She reached back to touch him; he was so massive in her.  She began to caress the semen filled balls that slapped up against her legs.  They were so soft in there downy soft, fur covered scrotem.  She gently rolled them though her fingers.   Her thoughts were racing, more and more.  She wanted to explore this creature more and more.
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Brian’s thrusts were more systemic now.  He felt is cum starting to boil over.  His knot was deeply embedded in her; she could not escape him now.  He moaned his own pleasures as he felt her caressing him nuts.  He thrusted more and more inside of her, he leaned back to grab her hips as he dug into her more and more.  Everything was becoming a blur, the excitement, the pleasure, the joys, all combining for a wonderful experience.
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Karen felt his grasp on her, she moaned out in her own pleasures as he held her tightly.  She put her hand back down on the floor, balancing her for his harder thrusts.  She could feel him about to cum.  She wanted it even more now.  She thrust back to meet him on every thrust.  “Oh god, oh god this is so great!†she thought.  She wanted him more and more now; She had to have him as her lover.  A Fiery lust grew inside her for him; he had taken her by force, now she would be his forever.
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Brian tilted his head back as he thrusted deeper into her, burying himself into her.  He let out a great Howl from deep with in him as his cock began to extrude his fiery load of seamen deep inside of her.  Pulse after pulse; Wave after wave of his hot seamen shot into her.  Her own body convulsed with each and every shot that he buried inside of her. ÂÂ
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Karen’s juices were making there way down her legs, and she could feel each and every drop as it slipped out of her overflowing cunt.  It was like rivers flowing down her leg, pudding around her knees.  She heard the beast that was entwined in her let out a heart-stopping howl as Karen felt her new lovers climax fill her.  Her own screams of pleasure danced with his, a song of the night, a song of ecstasy.
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As the last pulses of cum squirted out from Brian’s cock, he looked down upon Karnes back.  Her hair was to one side, and she seemed to be panting slightly, a bitch in heat, a bitch satisfied.  His lust for her was soon replaced by an even greater hatred and feelings of disgust.  Her neck was an inviting target, and his anger drove him into her.  His cock was still imbedded in her as he opened his jaws widely and came down on her neck with a great vengeance.  His teeth pierced though her flesh, sharpened daggers making their mark.  Her blood squirted from her veins, filling his mouth.  It covered his muzzle, and started to gush everywhere as he loosened up his grip on her.  She tried to move away, and he sunk his teeth even deeper into her.  He pulled back, ripping out the flesh of her neck.  He held onto her tightly, her screams slowly fading away as haunting songs prancing though his mind.  He chewed the flesh he had in his mouth, its flavor something to savor, something he enjoyed. ÂÂ
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Her body fell limp, and Brian let lose the grip he had of her, her head hitting the ground, her body still attached to his throbbing cock.  His knot had remained swollen inside of her, and his sexual arousal was being peaked as he felt her lifeless body fall forward.  He moved forward himself, picking her up slightly once again to have his way with her.
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Brian started thrusting in her once again.  His cum provided plenty of lubricant for him as he thrust his cock in and out of her dying cunt.  He groaned and grunted, quite enjoying the fucking of this lifeless bitch.  The thought of her lifeless body excited him even more, and with a second round of pleasure, his climax filler her warm cunt once more.
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Brian leaned on the bed, the rush and high of the second orgasm slowly washing off of him.  He felt his knot, still buried in this lifeless being, slowly begin to soften, and then with a thump of Karen’s body on the floor, he was free of her.  He snorted at her, disgust showering his face as he looked at her slumped body.  He stood up; his seven foot nine inch body towered over her.  He moved over towards the window, walking on her corps as she lay there getting cold.  He looked down at himself, she was all over him; his fur was matted with her cum, and her blood.  He reached out the opened window and readied himself to leave.  He looked back at her, his thought were savage, “Stupid hommid you were, but a toy.  A simple toy for my pleasure.† His voice fell upon deaths ears, but she couldn’t tell anyone.
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The savage beast made its way out the window and back into the city from where he came.  The city streets were always quiet at this time; this made his travel so much easier.  He knew he had to make his way to the park; the fountain would quickly wash away all this mess that still covered him.
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Brian scanned the park as he arrived; nothing seemed to be moving but the water at the fountain.  He quickly made his way for it, not stopping for the police barriers that had been set up around it.  The water was cool as it penetrated his outer coat of fun, reaching his bare skin.  Brian soaked up the water, standing over the spraying fountain.  The water started turning a pinkish color, and Brian moved off the fountain and came down on all fours on the concrete ground around the fountain.  He shook violently, throwing all the excess water from his body and pelt.  It showered down all around him, turning the light grey cement its darker, wetter look.  He looked back at the fountain for a moment, then leapt over the barricade, and ran back into the city to his final resting place for the night.
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Sergeant Magnetos started at the report that sat on his desk, his hand tapping his pen on the desk.  His partner sat across from him, staring at the ceiling, seemingly lost to the world.  A large stack of manila folders took over a corner of his desk.  Another victim to add to that stack just landed on his desk.  He read the report to himself, everything the same, just the names and faces were different.  This one read:  Karen Reynolds, age 26, five foot four, 125 lbs, Black hair, brown eyes.  Cause of Death:  Extreme Violent trauma to the back of the neck.  Special notes:  body found to be filled with animal fluids.  Sergeant Robert Magnetos picked up the crime scene photos and looked at the victim’s trauma.  He threw them back down on the desk in disgust, cursing at his partner.  “God Damn it Tom, This is the Fucking 29 th victim here, and it’s all the same.  When are we going to get a break in this?