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Whores And Pimps - Part IV

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Whores and Pimps - Part IV

By

Michele Nylons

(Warning – Contains Incest)

Michele lay on the bed sated; splashes of semen glistened on her stockings, blouse, face and hair. Steve, Joe and Bill stood around the bed looking at her, their erections slowly subsiding. She looked across the room and saw that Ellie had returned to administering to the fat cop’s needs. She was on her knees and her pretty face bobbed up and down in the fat cop’s lap.

The fat cop was sprawled in the chair; his piggy eyes locked on Michele

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"That was some performance there Michele; for a girl who only sucked her first cock a few hours, ago you sure learn fast," he said.

Ellie took her face out of the cop’s lap and turned her head towards Michele.

"See, I told you that you would probably end up liking it didn’t I," she gloated.

The fat cop pushed her face back down on his stubby cock."

"Shut the fuck up and suck my cock bitch," he laughed, "You let those other boys worry about her; you just take care of me."

The fat cop screwed up his eyes and reached down with both hands to push Ellie’s face onto his penis. He bucked in his seat and face-fucked Ellie with short hard strokes. Ellie was working hard at sucking his member and Michele could distinctly hear the sucking and slobbering noises Ellie made as worked on the cop’s cock. Ellie was rocking on her knees, the toes of her black high-heels dug into the cheap carpet, her short black dress had ridden up at the back revealing her white satin panties and matching suspenders clipped to the gauzy taupe stockings encasing her long sleek legs. She looked very sexy. Slutty, but definitely sexy.

Michele felt her penis begin to harden in her sticky panties. She couldn’t believe she could become aroused again so soon after her last orgasm! The sight of Ellie fellating the fat cop was also having its effect on Steve, Joe and Bill; Michele noticed that they were also in various states of arousal.

Joe sauntered over to where Ellie was fellating the cop.

"Mind if I use the other end?" he sniggered at the fat cop.

"Do what you like with her Joe; just so long as she doesn’t lose her rhythm," he laughed back.

Ellie didn’t even flinch; she just carried on sucking away on the cop’s stubby cock. Joe grabbed Ellie’s high-heels and spread them apart, her stockings rasping on the cheap dirty carpet. Joe positioned himself between Ellie’s sleek nyloned legs and took hold of his cock and began to rub it in the cleavage of Ellie’s satin pantied buttocks.

Michele felt her own cock harden and then she became aware that Steve had slid his member into her loose fingers; without conscious thought she gripped the thickening member and began to stroke it. She was mesmerised by what was happening across the room. Bill shifted to the other side of Michele and put her hand on his cock. Michele lay there masturbating the two men while the three of them watched Ellie suck the fat cop while Joe rubbed his cock on her panty clad arse.

Joe reached down and slid the silken gusset of Ellie’s panties to one side and exposed her puckered sphincter. He wet his finger with his tongue and probed at the wrinkled crack. Ellie kept fellating the cop but she also pushed back with her body and Michele watched fascinated as Joe’s finger disappeared inside Ellie’s anus.

"God that looks good," Michele whispered.

Bill heard Michele and took that as his cue. He moved down the bed and slipped his hand under Michele and gently eased her over on her side. She could still see Ellie and the two men across the room and she was still wanking Steve’s hard shaft. Michele didn’t take her eyes off the trio across the room even as she felt Bill slide his hand under her nylon panties and insert a finger inside her semen lubricated passage. She gripped Steve’s cock harder and wanked away at it.

Joe removed his finger from Ellie and spat into his palm then rubbed the spit on his member. He positioned himself directly behind Ellie and nestled the glans of his penis against her sphincter. He reached down and gripped each of Ellie’s silken stockinged thighs in each hand and began to push. He groaned as Ellie pushed back against him until his belly was hard against her bottom and he was buried in her to the hilt. Ellie wriggled her skewered arse and began to suck harder at the fat cop’s stubby member.

Bill rucked Michele’s black leather mini up around her waist and moved down the bed and knelt beside Michele’ pantied rump. He pulled her panties down, the nylon material of her panties whistling on her hosed legs, and left them around one slim ankle. He pushed Michele over further and lifted her leg so that she was lying on her side with her legs scissored open. Bill lay down behind Michele and put his rock hard cock at the entrance to her back passage. He pushed and Michele groaned at the pain as Bill’s glans forced open her tight sphincter.

"Easy honey," Bill whispered into Michele’s ear and the nuzzled her neck, "just relax and it will slide right in; Steve’s already lubed you for me."

And it did! Michele relaxed and then felt Bob’s hard cock slide right up inside her. She was still fascinated by the other trio having sex across the room but she was now very aware of Bill’s body rubbing against hers and his grunts and groans as he fucked her. She loved the feeling of her anus being filled and the shivered with pleasure as Bill’s cock rubbed against her prostate.

Steve had now moved to the edge of the bed and was watching the sex going on around him as he slowly stroked his own cock.

Joe was pounding himself in and out of Ellie; he had moved his hands down to her feet where he gripped her high-heels and rode her like a sleigh. Ellie was a lovely sight to behold with her black chiffon dross rucked up around her waist, her gossamer taupe stockings clipped to her white satin suspenders and her matching satin panties, the gusset eased aside to allow Joe access to her arse. Her pretty face was buried in the fat cop’s lap, sucking his engorged manhood and she bucked back and forth on her knees keeping rhythm with Joe’s pace as he fucked her. Joe was groaning and moaning and the fat cop had his eyes screwed shut and pushed Ellie’s face down into his lap. They groaned in unison.

"I’m coming; oh god I’m coming!"

Michele felt Bob quicken his pace as he hung on to her and pounded his cock in and out of her come slicked anal passage. Michele pushed back against him and wriggled her bottom. Lying on her side like this she was unable to thrust back and forth but her wriggling and pushing caused the glans of Bob’s penis to massage her prostate gland bringing her closer to orgasm. Bob suddenly wrapped his arms around Michele and pulled her back hard against him and Michele felt his cock begin to shudder as streams of hot semen flooded her anal passage. Bob’s manhood spasming against her anal gland caused Michele to climax too and she wriggled her bottom and pushed back against Bob as she shed her spend into her already come-sodden panties.

Steve spun around on the bed and aimed his cock at Michele’s heavily made up face. He groaned and shot stream after stream of hot semen over her face, rivulets of his juice ran down over her eyes, nose and on to her lips. Michele gobbled the salty offering, slavering the fluids with her tongue and licking it into her mouth as her own orgasm shot through her anus, testes and penis. She was experiencing one of the most intense orgasms of her life.

The fat cop pushed Ellie’s head down into his crotch and held her there as he came, he bucked and squirmed in his seat as his emission erupted out of his throbbing cock and deep down Ellie’s throat. Ellie wriggled and struggled tried to pull herself free to prevent herself from drowning on the fat cop’s semen. Joe used Ellie’s struggles for his own gratification and plunged his turgid penis deep into her pulsing anal channel and expended his load, flooding her with a deluge of hot semen. Ellie was nearly asphyxiated when her own orgasm ripped through her and she flooded her panties, a wet stain spreading across the front panel of the white satin garment.

Everyone in the room had climaxed almost simultaneously and they all fell apart and gasped for breath as they came down from their respective orgasmic highs. Ellie was sprawled on the floor heaving in deep breaths. Between her gasping breaths she guzzled the remainder of the fat cop’s spunk. She pushed herself up on her knees and reached up and slapped the cop playfully across the face.

"You bastard," she wheezed, "I know we have played at erotic asphyxiation before; but not when I’ve had a big cock inside me at the same time!"

"Fuck it was incredible though," Ellie smiled and turned around and kissed Joe passionately on the lips.

She looked across at Michele,

"Well was I right or was I right?"

"I told you most of the girls eventually like what they experience here; and I just knew you would be too much of a slut not like it too."

"When our friend in blue here," Ellie nodded at the fat cop, "told us that you had continued on to the party after he made you suck his cock in that parking lot; we knew you would eventually become a willing participant in our little orgy."

Michele was still catching her breath and doing her best to wipe Steve’s coagulating semen off her face.

"Well I’ll tell you what Ellie; you’re a arsehole at work and you’re a cunt of a friend outside of work. But if you ever plan another orgy like this; you better count me in" Michele replied, a smirk breaking out on her face.

Everyone in the room burst into laughter.

As Michele drove back to her sister’s house in the early hours of the morning she pondered on the previous evening’s events. Michele’s sister Angie had revealed that she knew her brother Malcolm (Michele’s alter ego) was a closet transvestite (and seriously hinted that she herself was a lesbian!). Michele’s workmate Jill had let Malcolm make love to her whilst he was dressed as Michele; and Eddie had turned out to Ellie, the most perverted transvestite you could imagine!

Michele had fucked and sucked and been fucked and sucked and had totally fallen in love with the secret underworld of transvestite sex. Ellie had said she would arrange another transvestite and admirer party for the following weekend and Michele was already planning what to wear. What a marvellous twenty-four hours it had been!

When Michele arrived at her sister’s house it was dark and totally silent. She let herself in and staggered to the spare bedroom, shucked off her semen encrusted clothing and wig and fell into bed without even bothering to clean off her makeup. She fell asleep immediately and didn’t wake up until late Saturday afternoon.

Malcolm woke up to find Angie sitting on the end of the bed with a cup of hot steaming coffee in her hand.

"Drink this, shower, shave, brush your teeth, and then come and tell your older sister all about your evening, oh brother of mine!" Angie giggled.

"From the mess your clothing was in you certainly got up to something exciting," she went on.

Malcolm looked groggily around the room.

"Where are the clothes I wore last night," he asked inquisitively.

"Cleaned, pressed and waiting for when Michele re-appears. I even washed, blow dried and brushed your wig," Angie replied.

"In fact after you have cleaned yourself up; why don’t I help you transform yourself again. Yesterday was fun and I’m sure you learned a lot," she smiled.

"I don’t know? I feel kind of weird letting my sister dress me as woman and do my make up," Malcolm frowned.

"Oh fuck that! I know you liked it; now get up and get yourself sorted and meet me in my bedroom. Once I've transformed you into ‘Michele’ I'm sure you will feel more comfortable about telling me all about what happened last night. Let’s just call it ‘girl talk’," she winked, and then got up off the bed and left the room.

Malcolm did as his sister bid and brushed his teeth, showered and shaved. It took a while to remove the caked-on makeup that he had not removed before going to bed but liberal use of moisturiser removed most of it. He was wondering what his sister was getting up to, wanting to help him dress again. The last time she did it, now nearly two days ago, she had put her hand under his skirt and touched him through his panties. What was that about?

Malcolm had been crossdressing for so long now that his mind automatically switched from thinking of himself as Malcolm to Michele as soon as he began to transform himself.

When he came back into the bedroom wearing only a bath towel around his waist he found Angie sitting on the bed surrounded by a selection of feminine clothing, most of which Michele had worn the previous evening. It was now cleaned and pressed. A packet of Kaiser Ultra Sheer stockings replaced the laddered and come-spattered hose he had worn home. Michele’s wig and makeup were arranged on the dressing table.

Angie was wearing a pleated navy blue skirt that came to just above her knees. She wore a white satin blouse that exposed her cleavage, navy-blue high-heels and sheer tan hosiery. She was also wearing full makeup and jewellery. She looked quite hot for a woman of her age.

"Where are you going dressed like that?" Malcolm asked.

"Nowhere. I’m going to help transform you into Michele and then we are going to discuss what happened at the party," Angie answered walking over the dresser and patting the chair, indicting Malcolm should take a seat in front of the mirror.

"You do your makeup this time and I’ll only help if you need me to ok?" Angie said.

"Ok," Michele replied, taking off her towel and sitting down at the dresser completely nude.

Michele’s finger and toenails retained the two coats of glossy plumb red that she had applied on Friday afternoon so they only needed touching up where the nail polish was chipped. She applied a thick coat of foundation to her face and then set it with matching face powder. She brushed dark blue eyeshadow onto her eyelids and then applied a coat of pink out to the far corners of her eyes, lightening the makeup and blending the two shades. Next she applied jet-black eyeliner to her upper and lower eyelids, applying three coats and touching up here and there when Angie directed her.

"So far so good Michele," Angie cooed, "But of course you’ve had years of practice you naughty closet queen," she giggled.

Michele applied thick black mascara to her upper and lower eyelashes, and then blush to her cheeks, feathering it along her cheek-line and smoothing it up so that it almost merged with her eyeshadow. Then she dusted her whole face and neck with a coating of sheer-glow finishing powder, being careful not to smudge her mascara and eyeliner.

She painted on the base coat of the two-coat plum coloured lipstick just like she had been taught by her sister, being careful not to smudge her lip-line applying the clear top coat over the base colour coat.

Michele positioned the wig on her head and adjusted and brushed it until it was sitting perfect with the fringe straight.

Michele had again made the transformation from a plain, smooth-faced man to a heavily made-up middle-aged whore with brunette hair framing dark exotic eyes, rouged cheeks and seductive red lips.

She turned towards her sister, who looked at her critically and said,

"Wonderful Malcolm; you have again transformed into Michele," Angie said and stroked Michele’s face gently with her long red fingernails

"Let’s see you get dressed then," Angie said, helping Michele to her feet and leading her over to the bed.

Angie patted Michele playfully on the buttocks.

"You look good enough to eat," she laughed.

Michele was again confused by her sister’s actions.

"Angie," she whispered, "are you some kind of a lesbian or something?"

"I’m an ‘or something ok’?" Angie answered.

"I like men; no I love men; but I like certain kinds of women too."

"I’m bisexual I guess. I’m a lipstick lesbian."

Michele looked at her sister confused. Angie went on,

"I like to have sex with feminie women; not the hairy ‘man-hater’ type of lesbians that are often the stereotype. Do you get what I mean?" she finished.

Michele nodded and sat down on the bed and started getting dressed.

She slid into the red lace suspender belt and adjusted it so that it sat around her waist and then took the stockings out of the packet and slipped the hosiery over her pretty painted toes and slid the sheer nylon up her legs. She clipped the stocking-tops onto the garters hanging from her suspender belt. She carefully straightened the back-seams keeping the nylon taught; smoothing out the wrinkles as she went. Next she slid the red satin bikini panties up her nyloned legs and pulled them snug around her buttocks and crotch.

Michele hooked the red brassiere around her chest stuffed the cups with the old pairs of pantyhose that she had used to fill them with before. She stood up and stepped into her black leather mini and adjusted it at her waist ensuring the hem was nice and straight at mid thigh. Next she pulled on the leopard-skin nylon blouse, buttoning the blouse and tucking it into her skirt.

Michele walked back over to the dresser and sat down. She clipped on the silver mounted ruby drop earings clasped the matching necklace around her neck and the matching bracelets on both of her wrists. She slid the four large silver rings on her fingers, two on each hand. Michele bent down and slid her feet into the black leather high-heeled sandals; buckling the thin straps which came to just above her ankles. She sprayed a liberal amount of ‘Poison’ perfume all over finishing with a quick spray under her skirt.

"There; transformation complete," Michele turned her pretty face up to her sister’s.

"Not quite," Angie said and kneeled at her brother’s feet.

"You forgot this," she said fastening the silver anklet below Michele's left ankle.

Michele felt her penis stir as her looked down at her sister’s attractive face so close to her crotch and felt Angie’s slim hands slide over her stockinged ankle. She wondered what was going on here between her and her sister.

Angie slid her manicured fingers up Michele’s sleek leg and her hand disappeared under the black leather mini. Her fingers stroked the naked skin above Michele’s stocking-tops and she looked up at her brother.

"Come on Michele, sit next to me on the bed and tell your sister all about what happened to you last night," Angie said removing her hand from under Michele’s skirt.

Angie stood and helped Michele up on her high-heels and led her to the bed. They sat side by side close to each other and Michele began to tell her sister the full story of what had happened from the minute she had left her Abgie’s house for the party yesterday, until she returned in the early hours of this morning. Angie hung on every word.

"Absolutely fascinating Michele," Angie said.

"I wish I had been there! But you must have been quite scared when those guys had you tied to the bed like that. Men can be such pigs sometimes," she said, and put her arm around Michele.

Angie looked into Michele’s pretty painted eyes and Michele stared back into Angie’s heavily made up face. She hadn’t before realised how sexy Angie looked when she was dressed and made up like this. Angie moved her head forward so that their faces were only centimetres apart and parted her red lipsticked lips. Michele felt her cock harden in her panties.

"Angie; we shouldn’t. We’re brother and sister." she whispered.

"We’re Angie and Michele," Angie responded and kissed Michele deeply, their lipsticked lips mashing together and their tongues intertwining.

Michele gently pushed Angie away and stood up on her high heels, her hard cock tenting the front of her skirt.

"It’s incest Angie; it’s wrong," she whispered.

"As far as I’m concerned you are Michele, a hot fuckable woman who happens to have a real penis instead of a strap-on; not my brother Malcolm!" Angie replied.

"You’re no different to all the other women who I have fucked over the years," she went on, "and I can see you like what we are doing," she said pointing to Michele’s erection visibly tenting her leather miniskirt.

"Wouldn’t you like some this," Angie said and lifted her skirt.

Michele stared at her sister standing there with her navy-blue A-line skirt lifted around her waist, she held the hem at her waist holding it between her red painted fingernails. Angie was wearing white boy-leg cami-knickers. She reached out with one hand and placed Michele’s hand on her stockinged leg. She moved Michele’s fingers up her nyloned thigh until it came to rest on her panties. Michele instinctively started stroking her sister’s panty crotch.

Michele moved forward and kissed Angie and felt her stiffen and groan in the back of her throat. Angie wrapped her arms around Michele and returned the embrace as Michele continued to stroke her pantied crotch and stocking encased legs.

Angie reached down with one hand and slipped it under Michele’s skirt and eased her thick cock out of her silky panties and began to rub it on her tan nylons. Michele experienced that familiar exquisite feel of diaphanous nylon against her glans, making it tingle with delight. A small trail of pre-come began to glisten on Angie’s thigh.

Michele kissed Angie deeper, loving the combined taste of their lipstick and makeup and the scent of their perfumes. Michele was rubbing her penis between her sister’s legs working the shaft against the sheer nylon. Her cock came in contact with Angie’s stocking top and she rubbed it there whilst her hand continued to caress her sisters mound through her cami-knickers, occasionally sliding down to caress the expanse of flesh above her stocking. .

Then Michele moved her hand under Angie’s cami-knickers and stroked the outside of her pussy. It was completely hairless and smooth to touch.

"Yes! Please! Yes! Do me like a whore; you whore!" Angie gasped and whimpered into Michele’s hot wet mouth.

Michele poked a finger inside Angie’s glistening outer vaginal lips and felt a warm moist cave, the inner lips were soaking wet and inflamed with arousal. Angie stiffened slightly and then relaxed, her legs opening further.

Michele eased two fingers inside her sister’s vagina and positioned her thumb over her clitoris; she slid the fingers in and out as she thrummed Angie’s clitty. Michele’s was still humping Angie’s legs whilst her free hand gently held her sister’s head and stroked her hair with her red nail-polished fingers.

Michele eased Angie back on to the bed and lay on top of her with his hand still between her legs manipulating her sex. She pushed her sister’s skirt up around her waist, Angie lifting her sexy buttocks off the bed to assist.

"Are you sure you want this?" Michele asked her sister, looking into her eyes.

"Fuck me you whore," was Angie’s reply as she pulled Michele’s face to hers and kissed her deeply.

She opened her legs and lifted them up around Michele’s waist, her stockings rasping against Michele’s leather skirt and her high-heels pointing up at the ceiling.

Michel’s rock hard cock rubbed against her sister’s pantied mound and she could feel the hot folds of her sister’s cunt around her cock. She opened the leg of Angie’s cami-knickers and pushed forward. It was like entering a hot buttery cave as Angie’s labia opened and Michele’s penis slid effortlessly inside her sister. Angie’s silken legs gripped Michele and commenced pulling and pushing her back and forth in a slow rhythm as she fucked her.

Angie’s vagina was tight and wet and Michele loved the sensations of the hot folds of his sisters sex against her rock hard shaft. Angie’s labia wrapped around the base of Michele’s cock as their pantied crotches slammed together. Angie took control of the lovemaking, gripping Michele tight with her stockinged legs, forcing her to slow down her thrusting to long, slow, deep strokes.

Michele tried to increase the intensity of their coupling but his sister would have nothing of it and continued to keep Michele locked in the vice grip of her sleek legs, ensuring a slow steady rhythm. Michele’s cock slid in and out of her slick wet folds and Angie’s labia greedily wrapped around the base of her cock as Michele entered her fully, their pantied crotches rubbing against each other increasing the intensity of the pleasure they both felt.

Michele felt her orgasm approaching and began to buck against her sister’s locked legs around her waist.

"I’m coming Ange’; I can’t stop it! I’m coming!" Michele screamed into his sister’s mouth, crushing their painted lips together and driving her tongue deep inside her hot mouth.

"Oh yeah, Michele! Come in me! Come in me! Come in your slut sister!" Angie groaned and bucked and wriggled.

Angie gripped Michele by her satin pantied buttocks and slammed her mound up to meet Michele’s thrusts. Angie ground her pubic mound against Michele as she thrust forward and Michele was delighted by the added sensation of her sister’s mound grinding against her testes encased in satin panties.

Angie moaned into Michele’s mouth, "I’m Coming! Coming! Coming!"

Michele thrust forward and pushed hard against Angie and emptied her seed deep inside her sister. Angie whimpered and moaned; their tongue's intertwined and slavered as Michele's hot seed shot deep inside Angie’s cunt. Angie dug her painted fingernails into Michele’s satin pantied buttocks and shook in ecstasy as they orgasmed. Angie’s cunt quivered and pulsed as her orgasm shook her, squeezing the last of the semen from Michele’s throbbing cock.

Angie looked up into Michele's heavily made-up face, feeling Michele’s cock slowly deflating inside her.

"Well Michele; was that ok? No regrets? What do you think; would you do this again?" she asked.

Michele smiled down and kissed Angie on her lush red lips and replied.

"Well Sis’; there’s this party organised for next week……………………………………………"

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The Side Show Freaks PART 1

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My best friend and I went to the state fair a few weeks ago; Tee is 19 and 6’3” built like Adonis including blonde hair, blue eyes and a deep tan. He always seemed to be so well put together physically it was hard to believe he only had a five in cock.  I had seen him several times in the showers and locker room, and few at home when spent the weekend together a few times.  I never even paid it much attention.  I was just 18, the day after my birthday no doubt, and was the dwarf as some called me, 5’5” thin and with almost feminine features.

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un: yes">  My mother refused to let me cut my raven black hair ever and as it dipped to my thighs and was braded in one pigtail, it sort of looked girlish.  Mix that with my native skin tones and brown eyes and it made me look like a young woman.  On more than one occasion I was mistaken for a girl.

We walked and road almost every ride they had, and then we came to the gallery and the freak shows.  Along the way down the freak of natures, there was a barker asking us to step over.  He insulted me by asking me if my boyfriend was rich, when I replied, “I’m not a girl.”

He shocked both of us with, “I can see that, but I can also see how much you two love each other.  I wouldn’t be surprised if you didn’t go home and have sex for the first time tonight.”

Tee jerked away with me in tow and huffed and puffed, I just ignored it and kept on walking.  Then after a few more we came to this tent with a guy in a tux and carrying a black cane with silver wolfs head on it.  He invited us in to see as he called it, “The Mystifying performance of hypnotism that will shatter your world.”

We went and stood at the back and watched the same man take the stage, but when I looked out the opening in the tent, the same guy was still out front walking back and forth.  I nudged and showed Tee and we almost freaked on that one, until the man in stage called me up to assist him.  The other twenty or so people there urged me on as did Tee, until I sheepishly walked up.  Then with a wave of his hand all I remember is feeling sleepy and then nothing until I woke up in the car on our way home. 

Tee was blushing brightly as he drove us and smiling like the cat that ate the bird as he asked if I was okay.  I sat up and sort fluttered my eyes which were still heavy and asked, “What’s going on?”

Suddenly we veered off the road and headed down a gravel country road towards the lake.  The road was sort of secret path we knew about and as we bumped along the nine mile journey Tee told me what happened.

As he started out his voice quivered, “Well the guy put you to sleep and then he made you crow and bark and scratch like a chicken and moo like a cow before he whispered in your ear.”

“Who the hypnotist did this to me?” I asked.

 Sitting up straighter in the seat he said, “Yes.”  Then as we sort of slowed down he continued, “He whispered in your ear again and you turned to me and the crowd and bowed and then walked off stage behind the curtain.  I waited for a few minutes then followed you just as he came back there.  You were frozen solid and sort looked pale and lifeless.  He walked over to me and asked if you were my friend or if you were something else to me.  I told him the truth.”

Hearing him gulp I quickly yelped out, “What’s that Tee?”

He seemed to be getting frightened as big and as strong as he was, and then he said, “I told him that we were only friends but that I had been having dreams about you for years.  He asked what kind and I told him that I wanted to make love to you.  I told him…I told him…that I…sort of well…that I am in love with you.”

I gasped for a second but somehow when I heard him admit it I already knew, and then I responded with, “Hey buddy its okay.  I guess I knew it all along.”

Then he said, “Well he asked me if I wanted to know what you really feel and I said yes.  So he made you tell us both how you really feel about me and things.”

“What things?  What did I say?” I asked as I tried to recall and understand how I felt myself.

That’s about the time we slowly approached a large area to pull off and over to the side of the road which he did for a second.  Then looking into my eyes he told me, “I want you to know that I didn’t make him do anything wrong to you.  I didn’t make him do that, I even asked him not to, but you told us that you wished you were a real girl so that you could feel at ease with wanting me just as much.”

Once more I realized the truth after hearing it and as I sat there, I felt ashamed of myself for hiding it from Tee.  Then I said, “What else happened?”

Well he let the car idle for a second as he turned to face me and let his right arm fall over and around my neck, and then he looked in my eyes and said, “The guy was just asking you questions about what you like.  You told him you loved to jack off and eat it.  You also told him that you loved to dress up in your sister’s silk panties and pose for pictures you keep hidden on your computer.  Then he asked you if you would suck a dick if it was offered to you and you said yes.  Without him or me asking anything else, you then said, as long as it was mine.”

I knew then that he was telling the truth because I had never told anyone not even him about my posing and playing around late at night in silky clothes.  As I looked in his eyes, his mouth moved closer towards me and then he sheepishly told me, “I asked if he thought that I should let you, and he said not until you are alone.  So then he told me how to wake you up and helped to walk you to the car.  I pulled off from there really fast and you fell over on my shoulder and before I woke you up, I felt you up all over.  I feel really bad about but I had to feel you, and I want so much more to feel you again.”

I sort of panted in excitement as I said, “Please go ahead and feel me again, and I would love to feel your hands on my body.”

He slid his hand to my arm and caressed it as his lips trembled and his eyes closed and I realized he wanted to kiss, so I moved to place my lips to his and suddenly we were French kissing madly.  Seconds passed quickly and as they did he started to caress my entire soft body and all over me they roamed.  I felt his hands caress my ass over my jeans and then my chest and bare skin and as he slid my shirt up and over my head, his mouth moved to kiss and lick my nipples as his hands undone my belt and jeans.  I lifted to make the process easier and with a careful tug, my pants and boxers were at my ankles.  He slid his hand to cover and caress my five inch cock which was almost the same exact size as his but just slightly smaller.  He slid his palm on my cock head and I sighed deeply.  Then signaling for me to rest in his lap, I plopped over and let him fondle my ass and crack and balls from behind until he rested his finger tip in my hole.  I didn’t want to appear frightened or scared of pain so I gritted my teeth as he began to finger it.  When he moved his free hand to caress my nipples I began to enjoy it.  I was on my side in his lap facing away from him as he seduced me until I lifted up opened his fly and removed his cock.  My head bent to kiss its tip and then lick it and suddenly and magically I engulfed it like a sucker and began to work it over in my mouth with lust and passion.  Tee was loving my attention on his cock and his fingers at my ass were kneading me as the one worked in and out.  The motion of t was timed to mine and as I bobbed faster so his fingers moved at the same speed.  I began to taste a salty tang, one that was somewhat sweeter than mine, and almost fruity.  I knew what was about to happen, yet I did not stop but I went faster at my work.  His cum rose swiftly into my mouth and as I was accustomed to the taste I eagerly swallowed all but a small drop.

He went wild as soon as I had drained all of it from him.  Flipping me on back and replacing his finger with a thumb he pulled me up to where my body went the window of the car and my cock rested at his mouth.  I felt him suck it quickly and with such devotion that his thumb and mouth made swell rapidly to a screaming climax.  I was howling into the dark night as I deposited my cum in his mouth.  He was a lot like me and was able to retain a lot of it and when he pulled me back inside I looked in his eyes and then kissed and swept the rest of my cum from his face with my tongue.

We kissed a few more minutes before he realized the car was still running and shut it off.  Then we slid completely out of our clothes and walked out the path to the water and found a nice soft patch of grass and feel on it side by side.  His arms embraced me and I let him have me then and there as his cock hardened.  I fell on my back and as he lifted and shoved my legs up and back, I cooed, “Oh Tee, make me your bitch.”

His face was smiling as he drove inside me deeply.  Then after several shoves with force he worked it all in and began to get a good rhythm going.  He hunched me over and over and we even kissed a few times as he fucked my ass for the first time.  I fondled my own breast while he did which made him even wilder for me.  Then as he approached his climax, I yelped out, “Cum in me and mark as yours.”

Oh my word did he mark me well and deeply.  I enjoyed it so much that I begged him to keep going which he did until he began to shrivel inside me.  As he pulled out I shocked him completely by sucking his cock clean.  We snuggled in the grass for a long time, until I was hard as a rock and then he offered me the same opportunity as him, but I told him, “I want to be the woman in this relationship.  Now jerk me off and feed it all to me on your cock head.”

He did then we went back and got dressed and drove to my house.  He spent the night with me and while we slept in the same bed as just friends, it was more to both of us than that.

Then came the next morning and the phone rang.  I answered it as a voice said, “Did you make love to your friend last night?”

I gasped and called Tee and as he flew to the phone grabbed it and yelled, “Who the hell is this?”

The voice on the other end replied, “The one who helped you fulfill your dreams.”

“What do you want now?” Tee smartly replied.

“You know what I want!” he said cross at Tee and then added, “Abracadabra you are mine.”

The next thing I know I am naked bound in some sort of metal container and Tee is tied to a big wooden X across from me.  Standing there in front of us are the two men from the side show that looked alike.  Both me seemed to be gloating as they told me, “Oh young one you sucked us both so well that we had to awaken you and offer you a chance to do it wide awake and not under our spell.  What do you say, shall you suck our dick or shall we continue your training and torture you more?”

 I looked at Tee who was grimacing from the bond son his wrist and ankles.  I yelped out, “Let Tee go now.”

The two of them smiled and replied in unison, “Why would we let such a quality piece of ass go?  Your husband is also our bitch; we both fucked him twice the last three days.”

“What do you mean you bastard,” I squawked.

“You have been our guest for the last four days.  The first day we enjoyed you while we had handsome over there watch us.  We even let him fuck you for a price.  He agreed and we fucked him for you.  So don’t be mean or I will make you my slave in a blink of your eye,” the one standing closest to me sad evilly.

“Tee are you okay?” I asked.

“Yes, but I didn’t want this to happen,” he yelped back.

“Nonsense Tee, you told me you would do anything to get his butt and fuck it.  You agreed to let us use him and yourself just for one night alone.  We have kept our bargain, now the two of you must keep yours and join our band willingly or by spell.  We could care less.  I will give you one hour to make the choice then I will return,” he said as he and the other man exited the room locking the door behind us.

We were still bound far apart as I asked Tee, “What happened how did they do this to me?”

He placed a spell over you.  There’s a single word that he can speak and you will do anything he says and I do mean anything,” Tee said as he seemed to be weeping.

“Tell me what he made me do Tee,” I said in anger at them not him.

“Well when he commanded you to come here to his tent you walked in stripped with a word and then placed yourself over that wooden barrel.  He then told you to suck him and you did it without hesitating.  You sucked him and his twin off and then you were told not to move.  They brought in two big fat black men and as they held me, the two of them double fucked you for an hour or more.  You didn’t seem to mind it but I sure did.  When they finished the two of them let you suck me off and eat it while they played with my ass and tits and I sucked them off one at a time.  Then they asked if I would mind if you were raped by a big monkey and I was forced to watch some big baboon come up and butt fuck you.  The thing had your ass swaying up and sideways as you begged it for more.  Then after it came at least twice in you, it face fucked your mouth.  I never saw anything like that before, you were so hot so intense.  When the pony came in I knew you would be hurt and so I begged to fuck your ass in exchange for mine as long as the horse didn’t fuck your ass.  As I mounted you from behind they fed its cock to your mouth and you sucked it madly until the thing coated you with it’s cum.  Then after I fucked you they let rest on the table as I cleaned you off.  The two of them took me while you were asleep.  They fucked me twice in a row each.”

“We have to get out of here Tee,” I yelped as I tried to free myself.

“It’s no use they will find you and he will command you and then you will do whatever he says,” Tee replied in disgust.  Then he added, “When they were double fucking you after they did me, the hypnotist told you piss on yourself and you did it.  I watched them play with you like a toy.  They had you on the table jacking yourself off while they let the pony lick your face and chest.  The beast was kissing your open mouth and slobbering in it and you drank it and when you ate your own cum they had you suck it off again and again.  You sucked it at least five times and maybe more while I passed out the second day.  The power they have over both of us now is too great to fight, we just have to wait until they finish.”

“What do they want with us?  How long do they intend to keep us?” I asked.

Just they returned to the room and introduced themselves to me finally, the hypnotist was Hugh and the Barker was Hiram brothers and twins and businessmen.  Hugh spoke to me in such a subtle way that I could not resist or interrupt, “Young man you are starring in a main event that has been broadcast around the globe on the internet.  Thousands of men and women watch your adventures nightly.   Enthralled by you absolute obedience to our commands as we have taught you.  In your video they find release from their dreams and desires.  They secretly wish it was them here tonight being gang banged, butt fucked, sucking pony’s and being fucked by a baboon and tonight three very lucky paying guest will get to fuck you live on camera while you suck a Zebra off.  Now don’t be afraid you will enjoy it and you will make me rich and you will obey, after all I only need to speak one word to ensure it.  Now don’t you think its time you enjoyed all of this, instead of letting your boyfriend enjoy it all?”

I was mesmerized by his words and not really thinking I asked, “When will I get to spend time alone with Tee?”
”Tell you what we’re going do,” Hiram spoke up from the opposite side of me and then added, “If you willing accept three cocks tonight, men, women or shemales while sucking our pet Zebra, I will let you spend the entire night with Tee in my bed.  Now how’s that for a deal?”

“Deal,” I said out loud as Tee shook his head yes.

Then Hugh released me and led me to a small opening and into a mini dressing room with a bathtub and make up stand.  He had a midget woman dressed like a wild woman to bathe me and prepare me and on cue I was brought out to the roar of the audience.  There was a live crowd there at least a hundred people maybe more, for the spotlight was blinding me.  I walked out in white leather boots and a smile.  My eyes painted blue above and below and red cheeks and lips to match and a pink bow glued below my belly button and my now semi hard cock had been colored purple with food dye as I stood there while Hiram drew out the three lucky guest seat numbers.  After a few seconds the trio came down. One very ugly man stood next to me drooling for my ass, a stronger good looking young man came next followed by what appeared to be a young Latin woman, only she had a bulge in her pants. 

They drew straws from Hugh and the Ugly man drew and won first chance.  Then Hugh rolled out the big red barrel and secured me over it and it to the sawdust floor.  Using wooden spaces with braces he secured my ass wide open and then led out the Zebra on a small elevated platform so that its cock hung down to lips height.  As I began to fondle the beast the ugly man squirted some warming jelly up my ass and then he pounded me like crazy.  I had no ideal others had done me harder as he blasted away while I sucked the Zebra for the crowd and the Camera.  Using my hand to jerk it off as the man fucking me came so did the stripped horse with a flood over my arms and hands and face.  When the first man finished fucking me he bent over and kissed me on the cheek and got a mouth full of Zebra cum for his trouble.  Then came the younger boy and he was huge, almost a foot long and it made shout out loud until he had fucked me a few minutes, I had no sooner got my animal lover excited again when it began to stream cum like a water hose which made the young man jack off in me as well.  Then while he was pumping me he whispered in my ear, “I would love to fuck you all night baby.”

I was cleaned up by the circus clowns to fat naked women wearing clown faces and shoes washed my ass off with a hot water bottle and a scrub brush and the midget woman used her tits to get the Zebra cum from my face.  Then came the Latin woman, who of course was a transsexual.  She entered me with a big fat cock almost as big as the young boy and I looked back watching her tits flop in the breeze as she road me and it sent me into a frenzy which I took out on the Zebra with my mouth.  I sucked into my mouth as much as possible and held it there with suction while my hands worked the critter to explode on in and over me.  I pulled it as a wave blasted over my shoulder and onto the chest and body of the Shemale.  Suddenly she pumped me harder and harder until I felt a flood in my ass like before.  Then as she stood there and Hugh and Hiram pronounced her the winner, I was released and made to lick her clean from head to toe which I admit I gladly did.

When she was clean I was placed on my knees and made to suck her hard again.  I did it and when she was, I let myself over the barrel facing her and she lifted and fucked me while the other two men played with my nipples and used my mouth to suck their cocks.  When it was finally over I had been gang banged by them as well as a couple of fans who were allowed to take me. 

That night as Tee and I were escorted to the tent, Hugh told me, “We have to move from here to another town tomorrow night before anyone can find us.  If you start acting like you did tonight I promise I will pay you by giving you to Tee.”

I agreed and as Tee hugged me and took me to bed, I really only wanted him.  Tee told me though are you crazy to turn this down.  We can have a blast doing this.  Well he was right about that, as I had been blasted eight times that night and when he did me twice more I was still horny.

 

Just wait until we get to the Midwest.  They have fresh steers who love to be sucked and I have yet to meet the Elephant they keep teasing me about.

The Cul-de-sac Chapter 3

Leeky on Other Stories

The Cul-de-Sac

Chapter 3: Rise and Shine

 

I thought about what I did with Laura all that night and while in the shower the next morning my memory of that time caused me to get hard. I tried hard to ignore it as I figured that that was the first and last time that I would have her.  I got ou

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t and dressed in loose sweat pants and a tee-shirt and went down for breakfast.  As I reached my kitchen, I heard a knock on my door, it was Laura. She was dressed like me in sweatpants and a sweatshirt.

 

            “Hi, I thought that you would like some blueberry muffins for breakfast.”

 

            “Thanks, come in”

 

            As she came in I caught a whiff of her perfume and saw that her nipples were already hard. Even this early in the morning, she looked ready to fuck. I turned away to make some coffee.

 

            “Join me in a coffee?”

 

            “Think we’ll fit” She giggled.

 

            I turned around to look at her, and when I did she grabbed my neck and pulled me down for a long, wet kiss. I kissed her back and felt my cock rise.  She slid her hands down the front of my sweatpants and grabbed my quickly rising cock.

 

            “Oh, I just love your big cock” She said. “I got to taste it”

 

            With that, she pulled down my pants, and kneeling down she started to kiss my cock. Moving her tongue along the underside, started to slowly jerk me off.  Her hand just barely fit around my cock, and I wondered if it would fit in her mouth. She licked the head and tasted the drops of pre-come that had formed.

 

            “Yum, you taste good.”

 

            She slipped her lips over the head of my cock and started to slowly slide my cock in and out of her mouth. I watched as her mouth stretched as she took the first 3” of my 81/2”.

 

            “I like sucking cock” She said as she pulled my cock from her mouth.

 

            Putting it back in, she took more and more down her throat until her lips touched the base of my cock. It was wonderful to have beautiful woman sucking on my cock at 10 in the morning.  As she sucked, she reached inside her pants and started to rub herself.  I pulled off my shirt and reached down to pull her up. 

 

            “Let’s get more comfortable” I said as I picked her up in my arms and carried her up stairs to my bedroom. I pulled off her sweatshirt and was not surprised to see that she didn’t have a bra on, as her 36C breasts came loose, her nipples poked me in my chest. I bent down and took the right one in my mouth and tweaked it with my tongue.  She quivered and started to moan. I reached down and slid me hand inside her pants and found that she didn’t have any panties on as well.

 

            “Came prepared, didn’t you”

 

            I slid her pants off and laid her on the bed, as I knelt on the floor I spread her legs and started to lick her hairless slit. Her clit stuck out like a little finger, and as I flicked it with my tongue she tossed and turned and moaned.

 

            “Oh, my, eat me, Tom, eat my pussy”

 

            I slid one finger in to her hole and finger fucked her as I nibbled on her clit. Her juices flooded out and slid down her ass crack. I though that I would see just how much I could do with her, as I slid another finger into her pussy.  With her legs spread wide, I got a look at her little brown ass hole. It was wet with the juices that were running from her pussy, so I started to probe it with a finger. When I got my finger in up to the second knuckle, Laura when wild.

 

            “Tom, don’t stop. Oh, god, what are you doing? It feels great.”

 

            I told her what I was doing and she said. “Jack never did anything like that. It feels wonderful.”

 

            I kept sliding two fingers in and out of her pussy and one in and out of her ass as I licked her clit. Laura was bouncing and twisting all over the bed, begging me to fuck her.  I stood up and pulled her to the edge of the bed, spreading her legs, I placed the head of my cock at the edge of her hole.

 

            “Fuck me, Tom, put your big cock in me”

 

            I slowly slid my 8 ½’ cock in to her hot pussy, and started to fuck her. As I picked up the pace, I watched her tits bounce and quiver as she screamed out  “Fuck me, oh Don’t stop. Harder.”  She arched her back and grabbed the bed clothes as she came with a loud moan. I kept thrusting as I felt myself getting ready to come.  With a groan, I filled her hot pussy with my come. 

 

            We both lay on the bed panting after this early morning romp, when she said, “I had to come over this morning.  Jack will be back tonight and I just had to have some more of your cock. I got to go now and shop for something for his dinner.”

 

           

            As I watched her get dressed, I thought that her husband Jack didn’t know what a sexual animal his wife really was and if I get the chance again I’ll see what else she can do.

 

            I didn’t know that this day would bring about a couple of surprises.

 

            Stay tuned for Chapter 4, where I get some Irish Coffee.

 

 

The morning after

Kr41271 on Sex Stories



I’m laying in bed, looking at your gorgeous body, and
thinking of how wonderfully I’m going to make love to you when you wake, I
trace my fingers over your face, down your neck, over your breasts as I listen to the steady rise and fall of your
breathing, as you dream I role your nipples between my fingers, and listen as
soft moans escape your lips, I then
trace my way down your body, drawing circles into your skin with my fingers,
until I get down to your belly button, when I circle as I move lower to your
clit and kiss you on the lips, and wait as you wake, rubbing your lips, and watching
you stir into consciousness, you smile and I rub a little harder, and watch you
gasp, as I spread your li

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ps and lick up and down your clit, tasting your wonderful
lips, and sucking on your clit, you rub your clit furiously as I slide my tongue
in and out of your tight little pussy,



Taking you to the brink, I then wait and slowly pull my tongue
out of you, gently kissing my way up your inner legs, over your slit, circling your
clit and then up your stomach to yourÂ
left nipple, I start sucking on it and you turn us over with you on top,
and take my hard shaft in one hand, and spread your wet lips, as you look at me
you slide me in going up and down each time taking more of me into you, your
lips clenching onto my head as you come up, you gasp and drop down on top of
me, you moan and then lean down and kiss me as you start to ride my full thick
cock which is filling your tight little pussy, you moan and then start to pick
up the pace, I thrust into you as you come down forcing me through your tight
lips and deep into your wet pussy, you start going up and down up and down up
and down, saying yes yes yes yes yessss yessssss, yesssss, yesssss oh god
yessss, oh oh oh oh as you ride me faster you stop making noise as you moan,
you bend down to kiss me and I pull you into kiss me and push into you. Â I turn us over. Holding unto your wonderful ass,
I kiss you passionately one arm cradling your neck from behind your back as I
hold onto your cute little ass. I lay on top of you, you look so gorgeous
wrapped in my arms, and I look into your eyes as I kiss you. I slide into you
slowly filling you, looking into your eyes, and staying inside of you, as I
wait for you to get used to my size. I kiss you sliding my tongue into your
mouth, and moving it along your teeth, your lips curl into a smile and I start
moving in circular motions with my hips, flexing my cock inside of you, I pull
out, and then push back in again, slowly letting you feel every inch of me, and
I can feel your lips gripping onto my head and shaft, you kiss me on the neck
and guide my head down to your breast, I kiss all over your breast and then
close my lips around your nipple, as I slide my head back into your wet lips, swollen
and tight, they grip me tightly and I clamp my teeth onto your nipple as I slide
into you hard and fast one quick slam. As you arch your back, I suck on your
nipples and wrap your legs around my back as I hold up your back with my hands
and slowly pump my thick 10inch cock in and out of you. In    and    Â
out, In           and         out, In and out, in and out in and
out in and out, in and out in and out picking up the pace as you moan and grip
the sheets, and then moving your hands to my back, digging your nails into my
back, as you grind your lips against my crotch, pulling me deep into you with
your legs. As we thrust into one another, I lift you and carry you over to the
wall and pin you to the wall, thrusting into you hard and fast in and out in
and out in and out in and out in and out in and out in and out in and out in
and out in and out in and out in and out in and out. As you moan I thrust into
you and fill you with me, pushing you up the wall until you rest on top of me,
and you hit your orgasm, moaning into my mouth as thrust into your tight pussy,
I cum into you on my final thrust, holding you close to me I carry us back to the
bed to relax and recuperate.



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Cell Slut II

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As Jake walked inside the prison, he noticed the grey walls all around him. The voices of the other inmates was almost unbearable. He walked, with his guard, up to the guard booth. Sitting at the table was 2 guards one male, the other female. As he stood there while his guard signed him in, he tried to make eye contact with the female officer, but to no avail. The female guard was not pretty, but Jake thought she was pleasant to look at. She was short, about 5' and weighed he guessed about 150lb. She was a little chunky, but he wasnt picky. After the guard signed him in, he took off the shackles and cuffs, and left Jake with the 2 guards. The male told the female, officer Morris, to take him and get him in the system.

Office Morris stood up, "Follow me" she ordered.

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p>"Yes ma'am" Jake followed

Jake watched her plump ass walking in front of him. He wondered what it would feel like spreading those ass cheeks, but his dream was abruptly discontinued when Office Morris grabbed him by the arm and told him to sit down. She walking into a room and came back out. "The nurse will see you know" She said.

Jake gave her his charming smile and stood up to walk into the room, remembering his last "examination" from a nurse. To Jake's displeasure, his nurse was a big black guy with arms the size of oak branches. The nurse stood over 6' tall and wieghed all of 300lb.

Once in the room, Jake stood by the examining table. The nurse looked up from his desk. "Go ahead and get out of your clothes, Ill be with you in a sec." the nurse told Jake.

Jake did as he was told, he unzipped the county issued jump suit and laid it on the table. then he lowered his boxers, and stood naked waiting for the nurse. The nurse wheeled back from his desck and put on a pair of latex gloves. He checked Jake out and after a few minutes the nurse told Jake to turn around and bend over the table. Jake slowly did as he was told. With out any lube, the nurse pushed his big black fingers into Jakes ass. Jake thought his insides were going to boil out and the fingers inspected his prostrate. After waht seemed like forever, Jake felt the fingers slide out of him. The nurse then told him to turn around. As Jake turned the nurse grabbed Jakes balls and told him to cough, Jake did and the nurse released him.

"That is a pretty nice package for a white guy" the nurse said pointing at Jake's cock and balls. "Thank you" Jake said feeling awkward. Jake had never had a complement from a guy before, it made him feel dirty and he didnt like it.

The nurse filled out the paperwork "Put your boxers back on, Officer Morris will take you to get your clothing, linens and show you to your cell." Jake quickly put his boxers on and headed out of the room.

Officer Morris was waiting when he exited the room, "Lets go" She ordered. Jake followed her down the grey halls. For the first time in his life Jake felt scared. He had thought prison would be like the jail, but in only a few minutes, he knew he was in another world. He followed the officer to the supply desk. At the supply desk sit another female officer. This officer was a looker. Long blonde hair, pierceing blue eyes, Jake guessed about a c-cup breast. He felt his cock stirring in his boxers.

Officer Morris excorted him into the supply room. She walked over to the supply officer and they talked. THe supply officer got up and went into a closet. Jake watched her perky ass wiggle as she walked and he could not help but smile. "What the fuck are you smiling at?" Morris asked. Surprised, Jake apologized and lowered his head. When the supply office returned with his supplies, she placed the on the table.

"Seems like this guy likes watching you ass, Miss Avery" Morris told the supply officer.

"Really?" replied Avery. She seductively walked over to Jake. The looked him up and down as she walked around him. "Not bad, nice ass" she said as she slapped his ass. She walked back in front of him and reached and pulled on his waist band and looked down his boxers. "Damn Morris, come look at the size of this thing". Morris walked over and looked at Jakes package. "That is nice, to bad it isnt going to be used for a while". Avery released the waistband letting it pop Jake's stomach. Jake was humiliated. All his life he had used women for his pleasure, but now he was getting a dose of his own medicine.

Morris' radio blared and she answered it. She told Avery that she would be back in a few minutes and she left. Jake stood there silent, looking at the floor. Avery walked over to him, and let her hand fall to his cock and she began to rub it through his boxers. Jake could not control his body as his cock sprang to full erection under her soft touch. "We only have a few minutes" Avery said as she took Jake by the arm and lead him into the closet. She closed the door and quickly unbuckled her pants and slid the down her tanned, tonned legs. She hopped up on a table, and spread her legs. Her pussy was neatly trimmed, she unbuttoned her shirt and revealed an overflowing bra. Jake pushed his boxers down and stepped to her. She reached down and guided his cock into her awaiting pussy. She was so wet that  Jaked slipped his cock all the way inher with no resistance. She let out a soft moan as Jake began pumping his meat into her. She braced herself on her arms, her palms flat on the table. Jake fucked her with long hard strokes. Avery took one of her hands and undid her bra and her tits fell out into view. As Jaked pumped into her her tits bounced. After a few minutes Jake felt Avery'e pussy clinch around hes cock and he knew she was about to cum. Her legs squeezed him hard as her orgasm flowed over her body. As the spasms subsided, Jake told her he was about to cum. "Pull out, do not cum inside me" She ordered. Jake pulled his cock out just in time to shoot cum up onto her stomach. She gave him a stern look. "Clean it up" she ordered. Jake looked around and reached for a sheet, "Your not using that, it is clean" Jake looked at her not knowing what to do. "Lick it off of me, it is getting in my pubic". Now Jake did feel cheap and he lowered his head to her flat stomach and licked his cum off of her. When he was done she told him to get dressed and go wait for Morris. He did as he was told and waited outside at the supply room door.

He waited for about 20 minutes before Morris returned, and ordered him to follow her.He did. Theye walked through several doors until the arrived in the cell block. As they walked down the hallway, other inmates made comments about how "pretty" this one was and how he was going to be thier bitch. Morris led him to his cell, opened the door and he walked in as she shut the door behind him. He put his stuff on his bunk and crashed out.

Jake had drifted off to sleep but was awakened by a scuffle.He opened his eyes to see 2 black guys and one fat white guy standing over him. He tried to escape but one of the black guys grabbed him. "Whoa bitch" the inmate said.

"I am no ones bitch" Jake exclaimed.

The other two inmated grabbed Jakes pants and pulled them down. "Your fixing to be my bitch" The other inmate said as he pulled his pants down, revealing the biggest, blackest cock Jake had ever seen. Jake began to struggle,but the other two had him trapped, laying on his stomach. He felt the black guy spread some sort of lube on his ass. Jake continued to fight, but no luck. He felt the black cock stick against his ass, and he tried to scream but the white inmate stuck a cock into his mouth. The black guy pushed his cock inside Jakes ass. The pain was almost unbearable. The black cock went deep into Jakes bowels, Jake bit down on the sock as the pain shot through out his body. The inmate placed his hands on Jake's hips and pumped his black snake for several minutes, Jake felt the cock pull out of his ass and the other two inmates turned Jake over onto his back as the black inmate stood over Jake's face. Jake could see him stroking his cock then without warning some of the guys sum splattered onto his face and one wad shot right in his eye blinding him. Jake must have passed out because he woke up the next morning, dried cum on his face and his sheets bloody from his assault. Jake slowly rolled out of the bed, and looked around.

Now he was the slut.

Memoirs of a Vampyr's Daughter

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      She felt her muscles bunch beneath her and felt herself on a hairline trigger, waiting for the perfect time to leap at the unsuspecting intruder. He shuffled, and she used the noise to cover her slow movement, shifting her weight so she could come down her heaviest on him. She smiled and felt herself leaping into the air, propelled by her gigantic calf muscles, time seemed to slow down and she felt herself sailing through the air towards the person below, suddenly she was on him, but there was something wrong, he had turned and grasped her by the fore arms, she felt his strength and realised too late, this wasn't a human.

 
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e then leaped and landed with his legs straddling her body, sinking to his knees he had his teeth bared and ready to bite the figure lying under him, he felt puzzled as he heard giggling, he reached slowly to The long dark hair of his prey, pulling it back slowly he saw Erin’s familiar smile, he gasped when she poked her tongue out and giggled at Eden’s face. She had realised who she was up against as she had been thrown with such force into the wall. Eden took a second to fully work out what was going on, after he had gotten over the initial shock of seeing a familiar face he smiled at her

     “What the bloody hell do you think you are doing ?” he growled playfully, she smiled again, her fangs protruding because of her excited state.

     “Thought you was human” she stated trying to get her breath back.

    She saw his teeth were still elongated, meaning he was just as excited as she was, she smiled again and noticed for the first time, his hand was on her stomach, she felt a tingling where it was placed and looked into his eyes, now serious.
          Eden felt her shift under his weight and wondered if she was uncomfortable, he looked at her face, framed by a dark halo of hair, she was actually quite attractive, he thought, he looked into her eyes and saw the passion bubbling under the surface, and realised it was he who had awakened the strong feeling, he flushed red as he felt his manhood harden, caused by the intense lust filled stare of the woman under him. She smiled as she felt the tell tale sign of passion, sliding her hand slowly from the ground, afraid she might frighten him off, she found herself grasping the hardness, feeling a surge of heat between her legs she realised she was very turned on by his manly weight pressed against her body.
           He felt her hand grasping his manhood and gasped as she started slowly pulling on it, he felt himself lean forward and felt her hot tongue find its way into her mouth, they kissed passionately and fumbled with each others clothes until they was both naked and exploring each others bodies for the first time, she felt him enter her slowly, and marvelled at his size, he thrust into her depth and out again, while he kissed her breasts, she gasped as she felt herself reaching her peak, and he at the same time, feeling him thrust into her one more time Feeling his passion rise to the peak, he exploded inside her, while she writhed in ecstasy underneath his crushing weight. She felt him relax and took the cue from him to do the same. 
    Ignoring a stone stabbing into her back she reached up and grasped his firm buttock, smiling she felt weariness take over and felt herself sinking into sleep, she was hardly aware of the shift of body weight, meaning Eden had just got up.
           He stood over her naked body and closed his eyes, what had he done ? He picked his clothes up and quickly dressed, being silent, as not to awaken her. He looked at her again, seemingly glowing white in the stark moonlight graveyard, he sighed and walked away from her sleeping form.

Water under the bridge: Buffalo Pt.2

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PART TWO

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“ Let me get you a drink, and I’ll find out what the guys are doing.” We headed to the bar, the usual suspects were not finished packing, they barely got started. Most were still at the bar. Danielle and I chatted it up, making eyes at each other and rubbing up on each other until the others were ready. My patience would normally be at a blowing point but I knew that I would need a little more time to give Danielle what she wanted; A good long, hard fucking. I just didn’t know where it would be.

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I could tell that she wanted to get it started, she grabbed at my cock and whispered to me how marvelously Angie handled my monster but it wasn’t fair how she didn’t get to feel it inside her.

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“We could go to your place…” my voice trailed off as if she had forgotten that option. I grabbed at her supple ass, tracing the lines in her stockings.

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“I don’t live here anymore. I moved the last of my things from my mom’s house last night bringing you there is not an option. Fucking strange Black men in her house was never her favorite.” I left it at that. Hiding in the closet from moms was not the way I wanted to spend the night.

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The plan was soon established, and none to soon, Danielle had pulled out my cock and was stroking it at the bar when the rest of the band had gotten their shit together. Danielle was the best at discreet, she didn’t jump when they came close, she deftly handled my piece when they came near and didn’t stop stroking it while she gave directions to the trumpet player as how to get where we were going; Marty’s house. It seemed everyone knew him, he own a music store in town and often had bands stay with him. I didn’t worry about how many times Danielle had stayed there with other drummers, I protected my Johnson.

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After the van was packed up, we piled in, Danielle next to me in the way back and everybody else in front of us. Once we got moving, she pulled out my soldier and started huffing away at him, the reggae music was loud enough to drown out her slurping noises, not that I cared at this point. She lay across the back seat, face in my lap, and ass in the air. I pulled up her skirt again and rubbed at her asshole, making little circles, dipping in a finger periodically in her pussy and ass. She rose up her rear end trying to get me in deeper, I obliged. It started again, more fingers deeply probing her flesh from the inside, reaching in and finding the spots that made her quiver as she slowly showed tongue-love to my balls and shaft. She nibbled and bit her way up and down my shaft and to my balls many times on our ride. She sucked me slow enough to keep me hard without bringing me near the edge. But I made her cum many time during our 30-minute ride. Her pussy was making thick fluid that made sliding into her ass much easier than the spit I had provided. I added an extra finger to her backdoor every time she came, and I was about to add my pinky by the time we pulled into Marty’s driveway.

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We all got out, Danielle had enough time to straighten herself before the lights came on. Marty greeted us at the door and showed us in. Immediately the band rushed in to claim beds and nooks around the house to sleep in; Danielle and I were left with the pull-out in the living room; no privacy.

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The party ensued. Beers were pulled out, joints were rolled, the music was thumping and we were having a good time. We wanted to fuck each other’s brains out, but we had to wait until everybody went to sleep. It was worth the wait. When everyone passed out, they did it all around the room. Danielle and I pulled out the bed and she got into it with her clothes on. I changed into my shorts in the living room, cock bouncing around with anticipation. I turned off the lights and climbed in with her. A dim light came in through the window, illuminating the room softly.

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Never making it to his spot on the other couch, the bass player ended up in a chair facing the bed. It was almost like he was in the bed with us. His head rolled back, mouth gaping open, he was our audience. He had a joint in-between his fingers that was about to fall to the floor. Danielle slipped it from his hand and lit it. She took slow pulls as she cuddled up to my chest. She threw her leg over my waist, bumping into my growing member along the way. She put the joint to my lips. Her hand had the sweet-sour smell of asscheeks. As I smoked freely, she straddled me, pulling another condom from god-knows-where. She slid back to my knees and revealed my stiffness, pulling it from my shorts. Quickly she covered it with latex and slid back into place, carefully impaling herself. Her pussy was heavenly. She churned away slowly, but surely, hitting all her spots that she knew she could reach while she was in control; I wanted her to fuck me, I had no intention of changing position. I held onto her ass as she came and went, without cease, without a break, she moved up and down, sliding back and forth. Gyrating in circles and bouncing hard, she fucked me with all her styles.

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She would lean forward and suck on my neck, giving me a chance to hold onto her shoulders and ram deep inside her making her cum again. I never knew someone could be so multi-orgasmic, some of it had to be fake; I didn’t care. Her face was in constant screw, she bit her lip the whole time as if there was a scream waiting to jump from her throat, and with each orgasm she shuddered like an earthquake, it was very hard to keep from cumming. I managed to open her blouse and expose her very small tits. I grabbed at her nipples and pulled her in to me; she shuddered down to my chest. I truly molested her nubile less-than-A-cups, grabbing hold and roughing them up. Each time I did it, she came.

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“I can’t hold it anymore” she whispered through her bitten lips. I had no idea what she meant,” I have to stop.” Her pussy was grabbing at my cock like a back massage. I wouldn’t let her off.

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“What’s wrong?” I kept fucking her.

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“I’m… gonna… wet the bed…” I had forgotten she was a gusher. For one whole second I didn’t care about Marty’s couch, but I remembered how much pussy juice could stink.

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“What do you want to do?” I kept fucking her.

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“Squirt all over you…”

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“Let’s go outside…” She jumped up and held her hand under her skirt. With cock flapping in the breeze, I pulled up my shorts from the end of the bed and then led her to the back door which was left open. I opened the screen door as quietly as I could and led her to the back porch. She hurriedly sat me on the concrete step and pulled off the condom. She worked her magic some more, trying to bring me closer to my end, it worked. I then pulled out a condom from my pocket and pulled my shorts off. She backed her way down onto my cock reverse-cowgirl, showing me her ass cheeks, bouncing and smacking together. She worked me hard, trying to pull the come for my balls. I sat up, pulling on her tits and strumming her clit trying to return the favor. That just made her work harder, and harder she fucked. She sat up stiff again, as if she was nearing another climax. She reached behind her and cupped her ass. She smacked it a few times, and then pulled her cheeks apart, exposing her bunghole. She ducked a finger in. I could feel her wiggling it around. She pushed in two more of her short fingers, they created extra pressure in her pussy that was hard to ignore. Feeling her those fingers being stuffed so hard in her ass and against my cock was taking me to a place I could not return from. I grunted like an elephant, trying to keep my composure until she was ready. She started to slow…

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She reached her hands behind my head and threw her head to my shoulder. She squeezed me tight and held it. I could feel her asscheeks tense up and squeeze at my groin. I was all the way inside her with little cock to spare, I held her tits in my fists still trying to find a space to fill when she let it out. A stream burst from her pussy out passed the last stairs as she moaned; she was crying with elation. With disbelief, I stopped for a while to watch it rescind back to a dribble and I felt the warmth it brought to my balls. That sent me over.

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“I’m cumming!” I yelped softly. She rolled off me and pulled of the condom. She took the head of my cock in her mouth and sucked her hardest, It felt like she was giving my a hickey. When she stopped, she opened her mouth, leaving my knob on her tongue, just in time to watch the load discharge in her mouth. The staccato spurts played beautiful contrast on her tongue, coating it and her teeth with two or three layers. Danielle waited for the explosions to stop, before she kept sucking on me. Cum fell from her mouth as her head slid slowly on my shaft. Again, she tortured me with her insatiable sucking. She swallowed and sucked without end, making bubbles and bringing me to insanity, the sensation was nearly unbearable.

    Cars started to drive around the neighborhood, morning commuters were awake and going to work. That reminded Danielle to get moving as she noticed, too. As she stood up, she handed my shorts that managed to find their way under her knees. I slid them on, they were a little wet. She laughed and then went inside to the bathroom. It was a battle trying to get my slowly fading erection to cooperate. She laughed at that too. The rest of the band was starting to wake up. Marty walked into the kitchen as I was straighten ing our side of the bed.

    "Morning.." He passed by me as if nothing happened.

    "Coffee?" He asked while clanging pots together accidentally.

    "No thanks," I replied, shifting things around the Bass players snoring body. He had finally taken over the bed and was sprawled out spread eagle.

    "I gotta run!", Danielle came from the bathroom refreshed and ready for her day, looking hotter than the night before.

    "Lemme get you r number for if ever you wanna COME and see me in the City." Holding her in an embrace from behind, rocking my cock inbetween her ass cheeks, I dictated as she dialed it into her cell phone.

    "I'll call you soon..." As I led her to the front door. I was kind of afraid she was gonna kiss my lips. Instead she went for my neck and felt for my cock at the same time. She walked of out Marty's front door, her skirt jerking like two cats were fighting under it.

    She did call me... I did go to N.Y.....

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Liza giggled as she sat back down on the sofa, a mischievous smile on her face.

"Whats so funny I asked?" wondering what had tickled her fancy. After all the only thing that had happened was that she'd just been to the toilet to relieve the pressure that the 3 or 4 glasses of wine that we'd both had must have been causing her.

"Come on what brought on the giggling fit?"

She stood up and came over to me. In what seemed like a strange move she turned side on to me and put her foot next to mine.

"Yep thats about right then, quite a bit bigger just like I thought" Then she laughed and sat back down again, her face glowing and two eyes that just said mischief.

"Umm is that a surprise? Of course my feet are
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bigger than yours!"

"No it's not really a surprise, what was the surprise was what I saw in your bedroom"

"What do you mean? Why were you in there?" I said, trepidation building in my body as the words came out of my mouth.

"Oh I didn't go in there initially, I just glanced in  as I was coming out of the bathroom, and I couldn't help noticing the pantyhose hanging over the side of the bed. Then my curiosity was piqued and I saw the lovely black Maryjanes on the floor below. Thats why I wanted to check what size you were. And as it happens you seem to be about the correct size to fit them. And what was even stranger was the shoes are exactly the same as these ones I'm wearing today. So...anything you might want to tell me?" and her voice trailed off as she laughed again.

"Umm well they belong to.." and she sharply cut me off "Don't give me a bullshit story, I know they're obviously yours..so what's the deal?"

I didnt know what to do, I was caught red-handed with no escape. My little secret had been uncovered and I could barely get a word out in explanation.

"Well...it's just that every now and then I...." and then my own voice caught as I tried to work out what to say. The evil look on her face was one of fun though, and I suppose the wine had made us both a bit more open to surprises so I blurted the truth out.

"Look, I've got a real fetish for some things. And as it happens pantyhose and heels are top of the list. I really get off on wearing them, I know its weird but I cant help it"

"Yeah OK I got no problem with that, but is it an accident that the shoes I saw match my own perfectly?"

"Well no...What REALLY gets me going is to wear something that someone I know wears. I love looking at what all the girls at work wear and trying to get my own.And I like yours especially. It takes a while to find out the right brand and everything, and then to get some that fit me, but when I do... well... And I knew you were coming today and I was hoping you'd wear those shoes so I sort of prepared by wearing mine for a while earlier. Oh god, you probably think I'm a real nutter"

She looked across at me and then stood up. "Well come on then, if you like to wear them that much we should match now. Come on, put em on and show me"

My heart was going a million miles an hour. I was terrified but excited at the same time. Liza was about to help me live my ultimate fantasy. Even as she dragged me into the bedroom my dick started to stiffen. Oh god, how was I going to hide it!

We sat on the bed and she told me to take my jeans off. I dropped them to the ground and then removed my socks.

"Ok put the pantyhose on for me" I did as I was told and she said "Oh dear, you even know how to put them on properly, you've obviously been doing this for some time. And by the looks of things you really do enjoy it too" as her eyes glanced downward toward the throbbing member that I could no longer hide.

"Come on, shoes next" and I reluctantly slid my feet into the heels and buckled them up.

She looked at me and said "You know ordinarily I wouldnt be interested in you, as you know, we're just friends. Maybe its the wine talking but this really turns me on I have to say." She leaned across and kissed me lightly on the lips.
"So, it seems a shame to waste this, what say we have a bit of fun then?"

I wasn't sure what she meant but then she rolled over and pulled me onto the bed. She positioned me face down and then removed all her own clothes except her own pantyhose and shoes. She slid on top of me and for the first time I felt the exquisite feel of nylon upon nylon as she moved her own legs in and out of mine. My god the feeling was incredible, it was everything I'd ever hoped it would be, and I was in heaven. Judging by the noise she was making it was something good for her as well. Every time she moved her leg a tingling sensation went through me and I was sure that I'd cum in record time.

"Do you want to swap around?" I heard her say?

"In what way?

"This time you can be the girlie" and I felt her rip a hole in my pantyhose and her finger started playing with my rear. Oh god this isn't what I'd planned, I'm not sure I want to go here. But she kept going and pretty soon I felt her slender finger invading my crack, and then slowly sliding inside my hole.
Is this what its like I asked myself? I know I'm not gay, but boy does this feel good. Liza kept it up for a while with her finger exploring everywhere inside my hole and I was going wild with delight.

"You got a vibe or a dildo?' she asked?

"Umm yeah in the bedside drawer" I figured she was going to let me play with her a bit now. I didn't think we'd actually fuck as such, I didn't think that she'd want that so the vibe request seemed reasonable. But I was wrong. Seconds later I felt a healthy squirt of lubricant on my ass and then the tip of the vibe was nesting in my ass crack

"Oh I'm not sure we should go down this road?"

"Don't be silly, if you're going to dress like a girlie you need to be fucked like one, I think you might just enjoy it" she said as she pushed the first part of the vibe in my hole.

Oh god it felt like a telephone pole it was so big, but I couldn't disagree that it was making me extremely horny and my dick had never been harder. She pushed more, and more and gradually the whole length was inside me. I'd never felt anything like this before and although it was uncomfortable, I wanted more all of a sudden.
Liza started to move it in and out in long slow strokes, gradually building up momentum. Almost involuntarily I started to respond and move with her rhythm. She would thrust and I would push back. It was feeling incredible and she knew I was enjoying it.
By this stage she'd moved into a reverse position so she was next to me and her pantyhosed legs and feet were next to my head as she concentrated on fucking my hole with the vibe.
I grabbed one of her feet and started to lick her leg, my tongue dancing over the nylon and occasionally onto the leather of her shoes. I was surprised to hear her moan, obviously she had some fetish in this area as well. I renewed my licking and slipped one of her shoes off and started to suck her toes through her hose. She momentarily stopped fucking me as she gasped with pleasure. Seems we both shared some enjoyment here.

"Are you ready yet?" she asked me in between moans

"I'm so close it doesn't matter, and if you slam that thing inside me one more time I'm gonna flood the bed soon"

She pulled the vibe out of my swollen ass and quickly rolled me over onto my back. She grabbed a spare pair of pantyhose out of my drawer and wrapped them around my swollen member and then placed her mouth over them as well. My cock went into her mouth surrounded by nylon... I was in heaven and living my ultimate fantasy, and I could believe it.

"Oh god I'm gonna cum...you gotta let me cum" I yelled.

She ripped a hole in my pantyhose and swivelled around and stuck her finger back in my ass hole. Then she positioned her own feet next to my cock. With barely a couple of strokes from her free hand my cock erupted and a torrent of cum shot forth from it. The sticky juice went all over her leg and shoes,and trickled down in between her toes. It was more than I'd ever cum in my entire life, I thought I'd never stop.

"Enjoy that did you?"

"Umm, yes, very much so" I gasped trying to catch my breath.

"Good, cos Its my turn now and I snuck a look in your closet and saw all those other shoes and we're going to try them all out tonight..."

And I knew that there was a LOT more still to come.....


The Unexpected Anal Encounter

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             Joe Kelley steered his car into the parking garage, found an open spot, turned the car off, and took a deep breath. It was the day of his annual physical. He had no reason to be nervous but anything medical caused him some anxiety. Joe made his way into the large medical office building and up to the 8th Floor to the office of Dr. John O’Connor. It took several minutes to check in with Judy, the office assistant. He knew the routine. Fill out the information sheet, give her the insurance card, and settle in for a wait. There were three other doc

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tors in the office and two other people sat patiently waiting. He had the last appointment of the day and he hoped the wait would not be long.

                The time gave Joe a few minutes to reflect. Now 45 years old, he had been divorced for 3 years with 2 kids in high school. The kids were Sarah, 15, and Julie, 17 and they lived with his ex-wife, Paula. He saw them on most Wednesday evenings for dinner and every other weekend.  Joe was an accountant and had worked for a medium sized accounting and business consulting company for 15 years. He didn’t think of himself as a workaholic but the demands of his work had definitely taken a toll on his marriage.

                Dr. O’Connor opened the door and interrupted his thoughts. He greeted Joe and invited him into his office. Joe had been seeing the doctor for several years and liked him. They were both in their mid 40’s and he had been very supportive during the divorce. As they entered his office Joe was surprised to see a young woman standing next to the desk.

                “Joe, this is Molly Grant. She’s a pre-med student at the University and has been sitting in with me today. If it’s ok with you, she will be observing your checkup.”

                Molly smiled and Joe introduced himself.  Like most guys, he quickly checked out her appearance. She was medium height, dark haired, had a pretty face and carried a few extra pounds. Average, but not bad, was the thought that came to Joe’s mind. He turned to the Doctor, “It’s no problem Doc. She’s welcome to stay.”

                They all sat down and Dr. O’Connor went through a series of questions to update Joe’s history and to see if there had been any changes in his health. Most of it was routine and the doctor once again told him he needed to work some more exercise into his life. Joe acknowledged the shortcoming and turned to Molly and joked, “He can be a nag sometimes.”

                Molly just smiled and the doctor then directed Joe to the examining room, “Strip down to your shorts. I’ll be back in a minute.”

                Joe got undressed and sat on the examining table in his boxers. He was 5’10”, weighed 180, and was in reasonable shape for a guy in his mid 40’s. The door opened and Joe was a little surprised to see both Dr. O’Connor and Molly enter the room. He felt a little embarrassed and maybe a little thrilled to be standing in his underwear in front of Molly. The doctor spoke first, “Is it ok if she observes?”

                Joe nodded, “It’s fine.”

                Dr. O’Connor started the exam as Molly stood off to the side of the room. He did the normal physical checks, conducted an EKG, and finally said he needed check for a hernia and do the prostate exam. Joe stood next to the examining table and slipped his boxers down to his knees. Dr. O’Connor hesitated for a minute and then said, “Oh, ok, I was going to ask Molly to leave for this but I guess it’s ok.”

                The doctor did the hernia checks, examined Joe’s testicles, and then told him to bend over the exam table for the prostate exam. As he turned, Joe caught Molly’s eye and she gave a slight smile. Then he felt the lubricated finger slide up his ass. He thought to himself, “Well, she is sure getting the whole picture.”

                With the exam completed, Joe dressed, spent a few minutes with the doctor, checked out, and headed down to the lobby. There was a coffee shop on the main floor and Joe went in to grab a cup for the ride home. He saw Molly standing at the counter, said hello, and offered to buy her a cup.

                After getting their coffee they sat at a table and she thanked him, “I needed this. It’s been a long day.”

                “I hope you learned some things.”

                “Most of it was kind of boring but it was nice to see what he actually does on a typical day.”

                There was a moment of silence before Joe spoke, “I hope I didn’t embarrass you. I thought you were there to see the complete exam.”

                Molly gave a little laugh, “Well, it was a little unexpected, but …..um” She hesitated.

                “But? But what?”

                “Oh, nothing. I don’t want you to think I’m weird.”

                “Please, go ahead. Hey, you’ve already seen me in a pretty compromising position.”

                “That I have. It’s just that it was kind of, well, erotic.”

                Joe stopped and looked at Molly. “Erotic? I think you have to tell me more.”

                “Ok, it wasn’t the fact that I saw you naked. I’ve seen guys naked before. No big deal.”

                Joe tried to look offended, “Thanks. You know how to hurt a guy.”

                Molly smiled, “No, no, I’m not saying I didn’t like that part of it too. It’s just that I didn’t expect to be affected by the anal thing.”

                Joe was surprised to suddenly find himself in a sexual discussion with a young woman. He loved the openness and he wanted to continue it. He wanted to see where it was headed, “Did you like seeing the doc have his way with me?”

                Molly was intrigued too. This open talk wasn’t something she had done before. “I’m not sure how to explain this. I’ve been with guys before but, well, I guess most of what I have done is pretty normal. You know, just sex.”

                “Did you sort of wish it had been you instead of the doc doing the exam?”

                Molly blushed slightly, “The thought crossed my mind. You probably think I’m being a little silly. I mean you were married. I’m sure you had a chance to do all kinds of things with your wife.”

                Joe looked down and did a quick reflection on his married sex life. The truth was it had not been that great. Paula was a nice looking woman but not all that enthusiastic or adventurous about sex. She did not like anything out of the ordinary and that included any anal activity. Even oral sex became infrequent during those last years together. He looked up at Molly, “You might be surprised. I don’t think my ex would have found that scene erotic at all. I must say though that the idea of you doing exam is very appealing. How long before you become a doctor?”

                He saw a grin on her face, “Maybe we don’t have to wait that long.”

                “Are you saying what I think you are saying? You know I’m almost old enough to be your father.”

                “Joe, I know this is a little weird but I like you and for some reason you have made me instantly comfortable. I can’t believe what we just talked about. You’re divorced. I’m not involved with anyone. Why not have some fun. You don’t seem bothered by my interest in this.”

                “Why don’t we go and grab some dinner? That will give us some time to get to know each other better and decide where we want to go with this.”

                “I like that idea. It’s been awhile since anyone asked me to dinner.”

                They left the coffee shop and drove to an Olive Garden a few miles away. It was a Tuesday night and the restaurant was not busy. Dinner went well and they both enjoyed doing something purely social for a change. Molly had been focused on her pre-med program trying to increase her chances of getting into med school. Joe had filled the void created by his divorce by just working more and more. Even though they had just met there was a level of trust and intimacy in their conversation.

                Leaving the restaurant, Joe walked Molly to her car where she turned to face him. He gave her a kiss and she smiled. He thanked her for an enjoyable dinner and asked, “Would you like to join me at my apartment?”

                “Will I get to play doctor?”

                “Absolutely. Anything you want.”

                Molly followed him to his apartment and they walked to the front door together. He unlocked it and allowed her to step inside. After closing and locking the door he turned and she was in his arms, kissing him. He held her and they kissed for several minutes, her body pressed against him and his hands caressing her back. Joe then directed her to his bedroom, “You’ve seen me naked. I want to undress you.”

                “Let’s undress together.” Molly began to unbutton her blouse. Joe followed her lead and unbuttoned his dress shirt. They slipped their shirts off together and Joe’s eyes were drawn to Molly’s white bra with her nipples pushing through the thin material. She reached behind to unhook it as Joe lifted his t-shirt over his head. The bra fell away exposing Molly’s beautiful, nicely sized breasts. He took a deep breath, “Molly, you are beautiful.”

                She ran her hands over her breasts and gently held her hardened nipples between her fingers. She then reached down and began to undo her slacks. Joe again followed and they pushed there pants down their legs together. Molly saw Joe’s obviously hard cock pushing the front of his boxers out and smiled. Joe was focused on the white silky panties worn by Molly. She hooked her thumbs under the waistband and said, “Let’s do it.”

                The underwear slid away and they stood naked facing one another. Joe took her into his arms feeling her skin against his. They kissed and caressed and he pressed his hardness into her.

                Molly was medium height, 5’5”, and weighed about 140. She had nice sized breasts with smallish nipples and carried a little extra weight around her middle. Her pubic hair was full and matched the short dark hair on her head. In her 21 years she had had sex with a total of 3 guys, one in high school and two in college. In her estimation, the first and last had been about average and the middle guy a little better. The relationships had not lasted long and the sex did not progress beyond some oral and intercourse.

                Joe would definitely be the most experienced (and oldest) lover she had been with. As they embraced she reached down and took his hardness into her hand. She slowly stroked him loving the feel of his fully erect cock, loving that he was excited for her. After caressing him for a minute Molly whispered into Joe’s ear, “Do you have any KY?”

                He pulled away, walked toward the nightstand, and chuckled, “Actually I do. I was a great Boy Scout. Always be prepared.”

                Molly took the KY and instructed him to bend over the edge of the bed. Joe positioned himself and she paused, looking at his ass. This was what she had always thought sex could be, a chance for two people to explore, to be playful, and be open to new experiences. Molly spread his cheeks and ran her finger over his ass. Joe jumped and moaned. She applied some KY and massaged his dark hole before sliding her finger in. The feeling was not new. She had had her finger in her own ass in the shower but there was a thrill to be doing this to a man.

                “How’s that?” She asked.

                “I like that it is you.”

                “I love the feel. So tight. So different.” She moved her finger moved slowly in and out for a minute or two and then paused and asked him to lie on his back. Joe scooted onto the bed and Molly joined him. She took his cock in her hand, stroked him, and leaned down to take him into her mouth.

                Joe moaned as Molly sucked him. He felt her tongue move over the head of his cock and then the gentle pressure as took as much as she could into her mouth. Molly had always liked pleasing a guy like this. She knew how intense the feeling could be for a man and she liked the feeling of control it gave her. As she sucked him her finger moved back to his ass and she slipped it into the tight hole.

                “Oh God, yes.” Joe tried to push his cock further into her mouth as her finger moved in his ass. The combined feeling was incredible and he knew he was going to cum. He wanted it to last but Molly’s wonderful pressure on his cock pushed him over the edge and he cried out as the first jets of cum shot into her warm mouth. Joe’s body shook and jerked and she held him in her mouth swallowing his cum. It had been a long time since he had felt an orgasm anywhere near as intense. When he relaxed, she moved up and kissed him.

                Joe spoke first, “I’m speechless. You really got me going. That ass thing is wild.”

                “It was awesome. I could feel it in your ass when you came. I can’t believe we did that.”

                Joe kissed her, a slight taste of semen in her mouth, “Can I return the favor?”

                Molly lay back, “I want you to. That got me so hot.”

                Joe kissed his way to her breasts while his fingers moved between her legs. He took her nipples into his mouth and she moaned softly as he sucked gently. His fingers slipped through the curls of her pubic hair and he touched the soft lips of her pussy. Pushing a finger between them he could feel her wetness. Wanting to taste her he moved between her legs and let his tongue slowly move up and down her slit.

                It had been a long time since Joe had been with a woman this young. He wanted to take it slow and really enjoy her. She still had that youthful fascination and joy with sex.  Joe had always loved giving a woman oral and he really loved it when he was able to make them cum. It had happened very rarely with his wife and hoped he could experience it with Molly. He looked up at her and said, “This is good. Your pussy is beautiful.”

                Molly closed her eyes, relaxed and let herself just enjoy the sensations. Joe was really hitting all the right spots. His tongue was inside, then it was on her clit. She was moving and he seemed to be in the same rhythm touching her just where she wanted it and with just the right pressure. It had been some time since a guy had his face between her legs and before long she knew she was going to cum.

                “Oh Joe, oh my God, yes, that’s it, oh God.”

                He knew she was close and he focused on her clit, gently sucking it into his mouth, then flicking it with his tongue. Her hands caressed her nipples and then he felt it. She tensed and moaned and the waves of her orgasm took over. Molly’s body shivered and her hips moved as she came. Joe continued to lick her wanting to make it last for her. When he felt her relax he moved up to lie beside her.

                Molly turned and smiled at him, “You’ve got a great tongue.”

                “It was my pleasure.”

                Even though Joe had just cum, giving Molly oral and seeing her orgasm had aroused him again. He knew that had almost never happened with his wife. He pulled her into his arms and hugged her. They hugged and caressed and Joe pushed his erection against her. Molly reached down and took him into her hand, slowly stroking him and whispered into his ear, “Look what woke up again.”

                “Seeing you cum like that got me going again.”

                Molly laughed, “What should we do with it. I can’t leave you like this.”

                “Not sure what you think but I have a real desire to do your ass.”

                “I’ve never had a cock there.”

                “We don’t have to.”

                Molly thought about her past sexual experiences. Even though they had just met, she knew this was the first time she had felt truly relaxed and comfortable with a man. She had always worried about doing the wrong thing or something the guy had said or done had prevented her from relaxing. Maybe it was Joe’s age or his level of experience. She just knew that whatever she did would be ok with him. The thought of trying anal intercourse was new, exciting, and a little scary. It felt a little dirty, a little forbidden. She wanted to at least give it a try. Joe had thought she had given up on the idea when she spoke, “I want to give it a try. Just take it slow.”

                “I’ll be gentle, I promise. If you change you mind, I’ll stop.” Joe smiled. He wasn’t sure why, but for some reason he wanted this. He wanted to push his hard cock into Molly’s ass. Taking a deep breath, he told himself to relax.

                Joe told Molly he would start with a massage. Molly turned on her stomach and Joe began to rub and caress her neck, shoulders, and back.  Straddling her, Joe’s hard cock rested between the soft cheeks of her ass. He rubbed against her and she responded with a soft moan. It felt good. Molly’s ass was soft, smooth, and a little large.

                Moving down her body Joe massaged Molly’s lower back and then ran his hands over her ass. He massaged the cheeks and parted them to look at her beautiful brown rosebud nestled deep within. He touched it with his finger and he felt her tense slightly. Joe took the KY and began lubricating her tight hole. His finger gently massaged her slowly working its way in. She truly had a beautiful ass and he could feel her relax and begin to respond to the finger probing her.

                “God, you have a great ass. Paula would never have let me do anything like this.”

                Molly liked to finger her own ass in the shower but this was definitely different. She liked the attention and the compliments and felt totally open and exposed. Joe’s finger moved slowly in and out of her well lubricated butt hole and she moved with him. “Your finger feels good. I want to try your cock.”

                Joe stopped and rubbed some KY onto his rigid cock. He positioned himself and started to press his cock against her ass. He took a deep breath and asked if she was ready.

                “Go for it. Just take it slow.”

                Joe pushed and felt his hardness slipping into her. It was tight but she took him much easier than he expected. There was a brief gasp from Molly as the head of his cock pushed past her tight sphincter and then he found himself fully inside her. It was an incredible feeling and he felt a rush of emotion as he slowly started to move in her.

                The ease with which Joe had entered her had caused most of Molly’s apprehension to disappear and she found herself excited. This was going to be something she did for his enjoyment but she liked the feeling of his cock in her. She reached back to rub her clit as Joe began moving in and out.

                “Oh God, I love your ass.” Joe sensed her comfort and began to thrust himself in and out of her.  This is what he wanted. His cock buried in this girl’s tight ass. Molly was moaning and moving to meet his thrusts. He knew the tightness on his cock would not allow him to last long. It just felt so good.

                “Molly, I want to cum in your ass!”

                “Give it to me! Do it!”

                Joe had his hands on her hips and was moving himself in and out of her ass as Molly rubbed her clit and moved with him. She cried out as the first wave of her orgasm shook her body. Joe felt her shake and pushed deep inside her as the first shot of cum erupted from his cock. He continued to pump into her until they both collapsed on the bed.

                They were both breathing hard. Molly finally broke the silence, “Holy shit. That was intense.”

                Joe laughed, “Holy shit is right. That was unbelievable.”

                They relaxed for awhile, talking and laughing together before Molly dressed to go.

                Joe walked her to the door, “Can I call you?”

                “I’d like that.”

                “Maybe we can get together again sometime.”

                “I’d like that too.”

Making the Grade, Part One

silence50k on Taboo Stories

 

            The rest of the day dragged by, as I awaited my ever fun after school time spent in school.   God how I hate that shit.   The day passed, and I figured I’d skip it and lie and say I forgot.   Except when I went to leave, Mrs. Haines caught me.   “Ah ah ah, you got to stay after today Tom.”   Fuck, I thought to

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myself, no way out.

 

            I followed her back to her class, and she sat me down.   “Tom,” she said, “we need to talk.”   She closed the solid wood door, and it shut with a bang.   I imagined it as a jail cell door closing shut, with me being in prison for the next hour.   “You’re going to fail English, and right now, there is nothing you can do.”

 

            “What!!!???”   I shouted.   “My mom will kill me if I fail!   Not only that, but I won’t be able to graduate! You can’t fail me, you just can’t!”

 

            “I know one thing you can do, but you might not like it,” she replied.

 

            “I’ll do anything, just let me pass!!”

 

            “Take off your shirt.”

 

            “Excuse me??”

 

            “You want to pass or fail?”

 

            I had no choice.   I removed my shirt, still sitting in my chair.

 

            “OK, now make out with me.”

 

            “Mrs. Haines…”

 

            “Look, you can either do this shit my way, or fail your way.”   That was the first time I’ve ever heard her swear.

 

            Reluctantly, I walked over to her desk.   I knew this was wrong, but what could I do?   I mean, my mom would literally kill me, and Mrs. Haines wasn’t half bad looking.   Hesitantly, I place a kiss on her lips, and quickly pulled back.

 

            “You call that making out?   There’s no way you’re getting the grade with that.”

 

            “Alright, alright.”   I need the grade, and besides, what’s a little tongue?

 

            I leaned forward once again, this time keeping my lips spread.   My lips met hers, and I slid my tongue in between her teeth.   Her tongue touched mine, and I could feel her warm breath on the inside of my mouth.   Not bad, I thought.   We sped up and increased the intensity, getting a rhythm going.   The longer we made out, the more I got into it.   I moved my hand up her thigh, and began to caress her nice, tight ass.   Wow, she’s still going, I thought to myself as I slid my hand further up, reaching the middle of her back.   Carefully, I pulled my hand off her back, and moved it to the front.   I place my hand over her right tit, and squeezed a little.   She stopped.

 

            “Oh, so now you’re a little curious, huh?” she asked.

 

            “Um, I don’t know, I guess so.”

 

            “Good.”

 

            She stood up, and put her hands on her hips.   Delicately, she slid her skirt down to her ankles, and stepped out of it.   I now had a full view of her nice pink pussy.   It was partially shaved, with just a little landing strip right above the whole land.   Just the way I like it.

 

            “Mrs. Haines, are you sure you know what you’re doing?”   I asked.

 

            “First, call me Lisa, and second, yes, now stop being a bitch and eat me.”

 

            She sat back down on the desk and spread her legs wide.   Her lips spread apart, and I could see her pink fruit.   I could see she was enjoying herself, as her juices were already flowing and dripping onto the desk.   No turning back, I thought to myself as I got on my knees.   Without further hesitation, I grabbed my teacher’s thighs, spread her legs as far as possible, and buried my face in her crotch.   My tongue shot out, struck her pussy, and she let out an amazing moan.

 

            “Ohhhhhh that feels soooo gooooood!!!”

 

            “Mrs. Haines, er, I mean, Lisa, what if someone hears us?”

 

            “Don’t worry, the school is empty this time of day, now make me cum!”

 

            My tongue darted in and out as I engulfed her pussy in my mouth.   The faster I flicked my tongue, the louder she moaned.   Her pussy was now pouring out her fluids, and I could tell she was about to cum.   Her clit got hard, and started to twitch.   It felt weird to my tongue, but probably like heaven to her.   I slowed my tongue down, and began licking up and down her entire pussy at a snail speed.   But to my surprise, instead of calming her down, it only made her cum faster.

 

            “I’m cumming bitch, drink all my juices!” she screamed at the top of her lungs.

 

            I felt a hand on the back of my head, and her forcing my head down into her pussy.   Unwilling to struggle, I allowed my face to be jammed into her muff.   I kept licking faster and faster, hoping to satisfy her.   Her clit started to twitch again; only this time I didn’t stop it.   Lisa let out an enormous roar, and I felt a stream of girl cum pour into my mouth.   It tasted strangely good, especially since she was at least 20 years older then the last girl I had eaten out.

 

            “Swallow that, now!” she barked.   I did as I was commanded.

 

            “Did I make the grade?”

 

            “That easily?   Fuck no.”   I never knew she could cuss this much.   “Take off your pants.”

 

            My cock was fully erect after all the excitement.   It stood about 7 inches, and while it wasn’t huge, it served its purpose.   I dropped my pants, and noticed Lisa getting wet again.   I took off my shoes, unzipped my jeans, dropped my pants, and stepped out of them.   Now I was standing buck-naked in front of my half naked English teacher.

 

            “Oh yea, come to mama big boy.”   Lisa grabbed my cock and guided it in between her legs.   She stroked the head up and down on her lips.   I could feel her juices on the end of my cock.   She lined it up and said, “OK, make me feel good.”

 

            “What do I do when I cum?”

 

            “Blow it in me, I’m on the pill.”

 

            This was it, I thought.   I grabbed her legs, spread them wide, and buried my cock deep into her pussy.   She let out a little gasp.

 

            “Oh man, that feels good.”

 

            I plunged in and out, her pussy grasping around my cock.   I could hear the squishing of her pussy juices against my cock.   Her pussy was so tight I almost blew my load after the first 15 seconds, but I repositioned myself and kept going.   I lay her down on the desk, and really started to pound into her.   Slow, hard lunges made her scream.   Quick, soft plunges made her moan.   I looked at her face. Lisa’s eyes were closed, her lips smiling in between moans and screams.   I knew she was enjoying this.

 

            Time to have my fun, I thought.   I moved my hands to her shirt and ripped it off.   Lisa opened her eyes, gave me a devilish look, and closed them again.   I pulled her shirt off, and was now staring at her bra.   Damn, I thought as I continued to fuck her, nice ass tits.   I unclasped the bra and pulled it off, letting her tits fall out.   They were nice, a generous size and firm.   I grabbed one, and began massaging her nipple.   She had one of the nicest racks I’ve ever felt.   Lisa’s moans were getting louder and louder, and I was getting close to cumming, so I pulled out.

 

            “What’s wrong?” she said.

 

            “Get up.”   It was time for me to take charge.   She slowly stood up, her legs shaking.   I spun her around and bent her over the desk.   I lined my cock up, and slammed into her cunt again.   She let out the loudest scream I have ever heard.   I pumped again, and got another scream.   She won’t last long, I thought.   I reached one hand up and began to fondle her left tit.   I grabbed the tit and began rubbing on the nipple.   I could feel it getting harder.  

 

            “Fuck me, fuck me!” she screamed.

 

            I pumped in and out faster and faster, and squeezed harder and harder on her tit.   Her juices were dripping all over the desk; I could even smell them.   Then I felt it.   Her cunt suddenly tightened, then went into full orgasm.

 

“I’m cumming!!” she screamed.

 

The force of her orgasm sent me into my own orgasm.   I could feel the pulse of at the end of my base, and with a final thrust, I busted my nut into my teacher.   I collapsed onto her back, and lay there for a few moments.   I laid a few gentle kisses on the back of her neck, and asked, “Did I pass?”

 

“With flying colors,” she said.   “I’ll clean you up, then you gotta get out of here.”

 

I pulled my cock out of her pussy and stood up.   Lisa turned and faced me and got on my knees.   She slid my limp cock into her mouth and licked all of our juices off.   I grabbed my clothes, and threw them back on.

 

“Same time on Monday?” I asked.

 

“We must never speak of this again.”

 

“Oh, OK.”   That gave me an idea.

JonnyCasino on Forced Stories

She stood on her front porch like she did every morning to get the morning paper, standing there in her silk dressing gown with just the slightest in it to reveal her gorgeously tanned legs. I'd fantasized about Claire since I moved across the street from her, every morning without fail she'd be there, I'd wake up early just to see her. She was single, blonde, had the figure of a model and a hot rack... I'd of given anything for her to even notice me, let alone anything else. 

 

 Mowing my front lawn one afternoon she comes strolling by, walking her dog "Looking good" she yelled, I suddenly turned around not realizing that it was actually me she was talking to me! "Huh... Thanks, gotta keep it nice and flat!&qu

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ot; I said,  "I didn't mean the grass" she said as she walked across the street. Astounded, I just stood there in sock for a second then turned off the lawn mower. I walked over to her house, stood at her front door and before I could even say hello, she had offered to let me in so of course I came in and before I could sit down... "Come through to the backyard"she yelled from the kitchen, "Hope you brought over your swimming trunks!" I laughed and shook my head and she just smirked at me as I walked through to the backyard. "Would you rub this lotion on my shoulders" she asked as I made my way over towards her, I thought this HAD to be a dream or at least too good to be true. I started rubbing the lotion on her shoulders, as if it were a massage I was giving her... Slowly rounding my thumb to the front muscles in her shoulders, sliding my hands south a bit... Being a bit cheeky but she didn't mind. Suddenly I feel her hand on mine as she's pulling my hand down closer to her tit and leans up to me and whispers "I wont bite..." I gently started to massage her tit, running my thumb over her soft gently nipple which soon became hard, I was trying hard to keep my hard-on hidden, it wasn't easy when she was sitting right in front of me, although I did catch her looking down a couple of times... Eventually she looked up at me and said "Ever been skinny dipping?" "N-no I haven't" I said nervously. "Well, wanna try it?" she said, unbuttoning my denims and pulling my shorts to my ankles, and there it was my 8" fully erect cock right in front of her! She just giggled as she stood up, grabbing my member and slowly walking towards the pool. just as she leaned towards me, of course thinking I was getting a kiss, she pushed me backwards into the pool and jumped in herself. She swam to me very quickly and planted one right there on my lips, her hips rubbing up against mine, her gorgeous chest right in my face as I felt her hand grab my ass and pull me closer as she whispered in my ear "Every fooled around in a pool?" I shook my head very nervously, as she slowly started kissing me, our tongues slowly massaging one another's as I slid my hand along her inner thigh. gently teasing her pussy with my fingers as I slide my fingers inside her pussy very slowly, she moans in my ear and gently grabs my cock, stroking and playing with it. I

 

 

Work

hmjg2448 on Sex Stories

Walking past your desk to my office, I pause at the doorway and turning to you, ask, "Emma, could you please come see me?"

Seated comfortably behind my desk, I invite you in, "Close the door and sit down." 

"Yes sir."

"Look," I started, "I know you've only been here a short while and, yes, we do have a casual attire policy on Fridays. But, I'm afraid what you're wearing today is just a little ... um ... too casual. It's not really appropriate."

"Why? What'

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s wrong with what I'm wearing?" you ask.

"Well, you're skirt is too short and your blouse is cut way too low," I reply.

"Well, Mr. H, the dress code policy isn't very clear of what it defines as 'appropriate'."

"Yes, I know, but..."

"Do you like what I'm wearing?" you interrupt.

"That's not the point, Emma.."

"Well, do you?"

"Truthfully, yes, but it's inappropriate for the workplace," I reply.

"And, just why is that, Mr. H?" you continue.

"Well, because it's distracting."

Smiling, you stand up, approach my desk and lean forward on you hands, "You mean like this?"

Staring into my eyes you watch them drop to behold the inviting vision of your gorgeous breasts harnessed in a red lace bra. "You want them, don't you, sir?" 

Glancing back up at your lustful eyes and impish smile, I am momentarily speechless.

"Well?"

"Yeah," I finally confess, "I do. Go lock the door."

I watch your swaying ass as you go to the door, locking it. Sitting on the overstuffed leather sofa in my office, I pull you down beside me. I kiss you softly on the mouth, gently parting your full lips with my tongue. As my hand glides over your blouse, massaging your breasts, you moan your approval and suck my probing tongue. I feel your hand drop to my lap and start to rub the cock growing in my pants. My hand slips under your blouse, deftly unhooking your bra and sliding up to your ample breasts. You arch your back as your hardening nipple slips between my rolling fingers. Kissing you harder, my tongue finds yours, dancing around it, playing with it. 

Sucking your hot mouth, I can only image how delicious it would be to feel your full lips and soft, wet tongue taking my cock. As if reading my mind, you break from our passionate kissing and, looking down at the bulge in my pants, unbuckle and unzip them, pulling them down to my ankles. Climbing up on your hands and knees beside me, you kiss me again, your tongue snaking into my sucking mouth as you stroke my aching cock. My hand slips inside the top of your blouse (I told you it was cut too low), squeezing your breast and tweaking your erect nipple. You moan your satisfaction as you stroke me harder. 

Lowering your head to my lap, you gently play with my cockhead, sliding your tongue around it. I watch you in unbridled lust as you push it back against my stomach and lick and nibble your way down the underside of my shaft to the base. Pulling your hair aside, I savor the sight of your nimble tongue and warm mouth slowly working back up my dick to the crown. You glide back down and up twice more, sucking, nibbling and licking me harder with each pass. "Oh fuck, Emma, take it," I plead as you giggle at my impatience and slip your tongue over my head, tasting my pre-cum. 

Figuring you had teased me long enough, you lower your hot, wet mouth over my cock, your tongue sliding along the underside. You take only the head at first, sucking and toying with it. As you slowly begin to take more of me, I watch as my shaft slowly disappears between your full lips. I roll my head back, the pleasures too intense, as you swallow my cock. You wrap your delicate hand around my girth and stroke me as you bob your head in my lap, almost releasing my engorged meat before sucking it back in.

I slide my free hand down your back and hike up your short skirt. Invitingly, you slightly turn your ass towards me as I slip my hand inside the side of your red lace panties. My fingers glide over your moistening pussylips, caressing the folds up to your swelling clit. As I gently twirl it, you moan your approval, sending delicious vibrations through my cock. You slowly roll your hips as I finger your sensitive clit and stroke your soaked pussy. With each pass along your slit, my finger dips a little further inside you. You suck and stroke my cock faster and harder as I slip further inside you. You finally release me from your mouth with an audible pop and, still stroking me, ask not really expecting an answer, "You like that, Mr. H?" I simply smile and, pressing you gently on your shoulders, softly tell you, "Lie back, Emma."

Giggling in eager anticipation, you lie back, legs slightly hiked, your head resting on the padded arm of the sofa. I climb over you, pulling up your skirt and kiss your hot, sucking mouth. My hand reaches under your top caressing your heaving breasts and taut nipples before lowering to my rigid cock and pushing it down between your legs. My fingers return to your nipples as I start to hump your drenched pussy and quivering clit through your panties. Laughing into my mouth, you say, "Ya know, it works better if you take them off." Returning your laughter, I give you one final, deep, soulful kiss.

I kiss and lick your tender neck down to your chest. As I start to pull your top up, you rise up and pull your top off in that cross-armed way that girls do and lie back down. I bury my face against one breast, sucking and flicking your hard nipple while my hand and fingers attend the other. Your fingers are in my hair as your begin to roll your hips under me invitingly. Sitting back, my cock still fully erect, I hike your skirt, slip off your wet panties and lower my mouth to your eager clit. I softly nibble it, my tongue gliding gently over the tip. My fingers start to stroke you along the full length of your soaked pussy. A soft squeal escapes you as you feel my mouth sucking you deeper, my tongue dancing around your quivering clit, twirling it. "Oh fuck yeah... that feels soooo good," you remark as I easily slip one then two fingers into your tight, hungry pussy.

You begin to roll your hips, grinding harder against my face and fingers. My tongue flicks over your rigid nub as I suck you harder. I start to twist my fingers as they burrow deeper in side you, stroking you in time with your rocking hips. Your hands on my head force my face harder against you, grinding against your groin. Your juices flow over my probing fingers, coating my face.... mmmmmmm ...... you taste so delicious. As your bucking under my mouth increases, I suck your harder, my tongue flicking you faster. My fingers pound into you in a sweet, steady rhythm. "o fuck me, Mr. H., please just fuck me," you plead.

Sitting up, I pull you atop me. Reaching below, you grab my engorged cock and guide it over your aching clit, pressing my cock against my stomach. You rub over my knob a few times then slide your clit down along the underside of my shaft, bumping over the swollen veins, then back up. As you reach the top, you roll your hips in small circles crushing my cockhead. Staring into my burning eyes, you do this again, lubing the fullness of my dick with your flowing, creamy juices. On the third pass, you allow my crown to slip down into the dripping folds of your hot pussy. I pull your face to mine, kissing you deeply, as I feel you slowly swallowing my cock. You pause momentarily to feel it throbbing inside you. "Oh fuck, Emma, you're so fuckin' hot and tight!" To which you only reply, "mmmmmm hmmmmm."

Our mouths are locked in passion, tongues darting, probing, playing. My hands slip under your skirt, grabbing your tight ass as you start to rock in my lap. I feel my cock nearly slip out of you with only my swollen head inside you. You roll forward engulfing the entire length and girth of my hard shank. My hands slide up your sides and cup your heaving breasts, pinching and tweaking your rigid nipples. You break our kiss and tilt your head back, eyes closed, biting your bottom lip to the sensations of me buried deep inside you. I suck and lick your sweaty neck as you rock harder and faster on my cock. I feel your swollen clit grinding against me, your fuck juices streaming into my lap. You stare into my sex-crazed eyes, "mmmmmm.... Mr. H., you're so fuckin' hard inside me," as you continue to ride.

I respond by grabbing a tangle of your hair and forcing your wet, sucking mouth back to mine. Our tongues are entwined in lust as you start to moan into my mouth repeatedly, "mmmhmmm...mmmhmmm." The walls of your burning pussy clamp down on my throbbing cock. I sense you're getting close, your juices flowing harder as I pound up into your faster. Pulling your face from mine, "C'mon, Emma...cum hard for me, Baby." "Uh huh," you agree as you attack my mouth again. I pinch and roll your nipples hard as I suck your slithering tongue. Your repeated moans are louder and faster and your bucking harder in my lap. Your pussy erupts your hot, gushing cum over my cock, your cream flooding my lap. Waves of ecstasy shudder through your body. Unable to control myself, I explode deep inside you, pumping load after load of my own cum inside your gripping pussy. Mmmmmm .... my orgasm is so intense, so hot!!

You collapse against me in utter exhaustion, panting heavily, your sweaty forehead against my neck. I stroke your back as you squirm in my lap, teasing my spent cock still buried inside you, your delicious, hot, drenched pussy contracting on me, milking me. My hand still in your hair, I pull your head back, kissing you softly on your warm mouth. "That was so fuckin' amazing, Emma." You say nothing, tonguing my lips.

(Click) "Mr. H.?"

"Aw shit," I mumble as you climb off of me and settle in the corner of the sofa watching me.

Pulling my pants up and approaching my desk, I answer the intercom "Yes?"

"I don't know where Emma is. But, this is Mrs. Hamilton. Your 3:00 appointment is here. Should I show him in?"

Glancing at my watch I note he's early, "Um...no...take him to the conference room. I'll be there in a minute. Thanks."

"Oh.... and Mr. H.?"

"Yes?" I reply.

In a hushed voice, "Well, Sir, I hate to say this....but, have you seen how Emma is dressed today? I don't think it's in accordance with company policy."

Smiling and glancing over at you on the sofa, gently stroking your clit under your skirt, kneading your breast and smiling like you'd just been fucked good, I respond, "Yes, I have. I will need to speak to her about that. Thanks." (Click)

We laugh.

True Story, New to the forums!

dune on Sex Stories

This is a true story...

  It started out one Saturday afternoon, my ex fiance and I were hanging around the house. She is a cute blonde maybe 5'5 wil 36d breasts, but not fat by any means. Anyway we decided to have a little fun.

  We put down a plastic sheet over the bed, and got out a bottle of sex oil that we had. I slowly undressed her while kissing her all over her body. After completely undressed I rubbed the oil all over the front of her body. Suddenly my phone rings, so i say crap Ill be right back. I answer the phone and it is my friend Frank. We talk and he asks what Im doin, I said not too much. He says oh well I'm gonna head over to hang out Ill be there in 45 minutes. So I say O.K.

Meanwhile, my fiance is still laying on the body all hot. I go back up

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stairs and we start having sex. Then I get the handcuffs out of the drawer, we actually had 2 pair she loved them. So I handcuff both hands to the bed post. I handcuff her on her stomach so that her back is facing up. I rub the oil all over her back and ass until shes nice and slippery. Then I slowly slide a finger into her ass, she lets out a little scream, as I suprised her. We had only had anal once. I slowly massage her ass with the one finger, and gently slide in two.

After a while she is worked up enough I slide into her. I continue to gently poke her for about 10 minutes, until I cant take it anymore and come in her tight ass, she lets out a sigh as my cum fills her.

This is where the fun part starts, I uncuff her roll her back over on her back and then recuff her, as if I am going to "take care" of her now. However I re-apply the oil so she is very slippery and horny.

I then say Im going to take a shower, she screams "WHAT?" you better uncuff me. I tell her no, Frank will be here in a few minutes I'll leave the keys on the counter. This room was a loft so she would be able to hear him when he came in. She yelled and yelled as I went downstairs. She said you can do that as she squirmed. So I went back up and kissed her, I said dont worry he'll unlock you.

So, I do go in and take a shower..I'm in there maybe about 15 minutes with a hard-on thinking about what may be going on outside. Then I come out of the bathroom and sit down on the couch. I hear very quiet talking and get excited to realise Frank is up there with her.

Then things get very quiet and I hear no noise, I listen closely to see what I can hear. Suddenly I hear quiet moans. My plan worked. Slowly my fiance starts to moan more and more, and I begin to hear the handcuffs rattle against the headstand.

The went at it for about 20 mintues as I sat there listening, he even made her cum, I found out later. After they were finished Frank came down and walked right past me into the bathroom. He came out about 5 minutes later, and acted like nothing happened athough he knew that I was right there.

My fiance, at the time remember, later told me the whole story in detail and she really enjoyed it. That was only the beggining of this year long (or so) sex triangle.

Let me know if anyone wants to hear more, I do also have pics of her, not naked or anything but regular pics to help picture it..haha.. but I cannot post them on the site for fear of someone recognizing her.

Fantasies

c_r_a_v_o on Masturbation Stories

I awoke from my amazing dream, wishing that I was back, in my reality world, where the girl I loved was pleasuring me in ways that she never has.
I couldn’t shake the thoughts in my head, of her tiny hands jacking off my cock, her tiny mouth engorging it making me moan. My cock was standing at its modest 8 inches and just begging for me to grab it and play with it. So I happily obliged.

I threw back the doona and released it from its prison. There it stood, waiting to be fondled. I grabbed it and slowly started to jerk it, closing my eyes and remembering back to my dream.

There we were, all alone in her room, my goddess standing before me, our eyes locked and our fingers met, we too

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k a step towards each other and finally our lips met. Our emotions flooding out of us in a passionate kiss, as she removed my top and ran her hands up and down my back, pushing her body closer to mine as our tongues continued to meet.
She pushed me onto her bed and laid herself on top of me, grinding her hips against me as we kissed once more, my cock was now getting hard and she could feel it, she began to undo my pants and took them off, along with my undies. She placed her hand on my now fully erect cock and slowly began to jerk it, causing me to moan in pleasure. She kissed me again and began to slowly kiss her way down my body. Stopping at each nipple to make it erect. All the while still jerking me off. The room silent except for my occasional moan.
When she reached my cock, she took it into her mouth. Just the head at first, sucking and licking the head causing me to take sharp breaths. She slowly began to take more and more in until she hit the bottom, she started slowly moving her head, up and down, building up pace and then stopping, taking her mouth away and started slowly jerking me again. And without warning she engorged my cock again, taking it all in and starting to bob up and down at a ferocious speed, causing me to moan louder than ever before.
It wasn’t long until my breathing started to become deeper and she realised this and stopped and waiting a while and began again. First slowly and then at full speed once again. It hardly took anytime for my breathing to be deep again and my moaning to increase and I neared orgasm

At this point in time I was starting to near a real orgasm as these thoughts rushed through my mind. I began to speed up my jerking as my orgasm approached.

My orgasm was approaching and fast and she showed no signs of slowing the sucking. I screamed out, and exploded into her mouth and she continued to take it and swallow it all.

As this happened I too came, hard. It splurged everywhere and it soon subsided.
I couldn’t wait til it was time to sleep that night.


This is my first story of this nature so please be kind. Feedback is wanted. Let me know if I should write another story.

 

The party

Jman1111 on Anal Stories

The party had been coming to a stop.  The few who were still up watched the TV blankly, slowly passing out.  Unlike the others I felt wide awake.  The guys on the couch sat watching porn while their girls slept by their sides.  I got up and headed to the bathroom, walking over and around the sleeping bodies.  I stepped to the faucet and washed my face with the cool water.  I turned to the hand towel to see her there, passed out unconscious in a si

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tting position.  Tonya, so perfect with her lovely breasts and that perfect sized ass, both added to her sexy curvature.  I looked down to her tight white shirt and blue jeans which looked so hot around her thighs.  Her face looked so cute, her body so hot, the thoughts came forward.

            I might have been drunk, but I don’t regret the thoughts which I proceeded to act upon.  The excitement overtook me, to creep up my spine, I just stood like a dope smiling and looking down at this beauty.  I walked over to the door and locked it.  Kneeling down I looked her in the face.  Her luscious lips waited to be kissed.  My moist tongue poked into her mouth. 

            She opened her eyes and kissed me back.  “Oh Tommy,” she smiled at me.  Everything was fine, especially since most people call me Jordan. 

            I didn’t respond to her, at least not with words.  My hands caressed her shoulders and made their way lower to her chest.  I rubbed them slowly as she threw her head around in ecstasy.  I took her shirt and pulled it over her head, her breasts bounced out, no bra.  My fingers rubbed her nipples, then down her smooth stomach where I tucked my fingers into her pants.  She responded with another kiss before she passed out again.  I shook her a little but she stayed out of it this time.  This didn’t matter to me, I went straight for her pants and undid them.  I threw her sandals off and pulled her pants down from her feet.  Sliding them past her thighs, knees, ankles, and throwing them to the side.  Her pink cotton panties wrapped around her like candy.  I placed my hand to her cunt and started rubbing through the thin material.  Leaning forward my tongue met her thighs, where I worked my way up.  My hands went to her back and made their way down to her ass.  I cupped each cheek firmly and gave a little shake. 

            My mind thought of only one thing now.  I pulled off those panties in one quick movement, exposing those tight lips of hers.  As fast as I could my clothes became a pile on the ground, my cock stuck straight out, begging to for that pussy of hers.  I came close to her, kneeling just a tad and brushing the tip against her soft mouth.  Opening her mouth I inched my cock pass her lips, over her tongue, into her throat.  She looked so lovely, sitting naked on the cold floor.  I pushed into her throat and pulled out, letting her saliva moisten my rod.  I ran my fingers through her hair.  I pulled out, her mouth stayed open, tempting me to put it back in.  No, I took her shoulders and laid her on her back.  I lied down on top of her, where I guided my cock into her shaved cunt.  I pushed those lips open, pushing into that wet hole of hers.  I started fucking her like mad.  Pushing into her, deeper and deeper, pushing her whole body forward against the cold tiles.  A soft moan escaped her mouth, along with her whispering the name Tommy.  She started panting, her breasts rising up and down.  I kept going in and out, ready to explode at any minute.  My true mind got the better of me.  I stopped what I was doing and looked at this panting beauty.  I didn’t want to get her pregnant.  I had enough since to pull out of her but not to stop fucking her.

            I flipped her onto her back.  I spat on my cock and got it even more juiced up.  With my legs I spread hers open.  I knelt in between them and took hold of her hips, raising her ass to the air.  My hard cock poked her tight little ass hole.  I didn’t work my way into it, I just pushed with my cock and pulled her ass with my hand.  I squeezed right into that little ass of her.  Her face rested on her cheek.  She made this odd face, a mix of pain and wonder.  I fucked that ass of hers. Pulling that ass into me, feeling the sensation of her warm little hole.  The sweat started rolling down my face, falling to her arched back.  She started to moan in pain, “Tommy…”  This isn’t Tommy, I thought, this is your new fuck buddy.   I felt it climbing through my cock to the head, the need to finish.  I started pumping harder and faster, making her face pucker harder.  I pulled her deep into me, far as I could and let my load go somewhere into her body.  I lied there a bit out of breath on top of her.  I leaned forward and gave her another kiss.  No response.

            I cleaned ourselves up and dressed her and my self.  Before I left to go out I whispered into her ear, “Can’t wait till next party.”  I walked out and found an open couch.

            I looked over to one of the guys who was sitting with their girl watching porn, he now had his cock buried deep into her pussy.  I looked at the guy more carefully and I realized it wasn’t her boyfriend but Tommy.  “Oh fuck, Tonya.  Yeah you little bitch.”

I smiled at his confusion and lied down on the empty couch where I almost instantly fell asleep.

            In the morning Tommy and Tonya were fighting.  Tonya says she remembers him fucking her last night.  She said, “It would have been fine accept you fucked my butt.”  Tonya was like that, she didn’t care who heard what, that’s one of the reasons she turned me on so.  She dumped him there and I just smiled.  On other news, it turns out that the girl who Tommy mistook for Tonya became pregnant, and she didn’t have a boyfriend and she claims she hasn’t done it in over three months.  I felt bad for her, but sometimes you get screwed over, sometimes it happens at a party when you’re passed out.        

The princesses of Sexlandia

Azula on Lesbian Stories

                  The princesses of Sexlandia

                                                    By Martha

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an style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: "Bookman Old Style"; color: fuchsia"> Lalova

 

Once upon a thime....in a kingdom called Sexlandia....were 3 princesses - Olive, Peach and Strawberry....they were there father's pride and joy...so he wanted to protect them....the princesses were forbiden to leve the castle...even their part of it...so the days were long and boring.

But as all women the princesses were smart and also beautyfull....they were tall....had big,soft,wet....lips, and full,big....eyes....they had thoseluscious look in their eyes....and they were best friends

one day....Peach was at the bath area of her rooms....when Strawberry arrived....all swetty and excited she saw her sister's naked soft wet boddy and then called Olive....

Peach looked back and then went to her sisters....together with strawberry the removed Olive's thight corset showing of her milkywhite soft flesh...Peach bowed down to her sister's golden spring, tauching her pink nipples with her wet hair....Strawberry removed her red dress and started licking olive's alredy stimulated nipples

Peach's little tongue touched Olive's pussy lips going deeper and deeper...tauching her clit...making it bigger and her scream from pleasure....Strawberry weant to Peach and softly kissed her cheek...

Olive fealt so good....mmm...I just can imagine how good she fealt when her sister took that big dildo and started pushing it out and in of her honey....uuu....those screams of joy....brilliant..... uuu but Strawberry wasn't apathetic at all while watching Peach do her stuff she took a butplug and some lubricant.....

she weant to Peach and started licking her tight ass so the insertion would be smooth and makeing Peach hot....Strawberry took some of the lubricant put it on her breasts and started rubbing the plug on them...so it would become all wet and nice to use...then she slowly began puting it in Peach's ass....

mmmm....she liked that and Olive....oh how she cum....now Peach was on the bed being licked by Strawberry...uuu...she fealt so hot....now Olive started pullling the dildo out and in....with the plug still in....Peach was screaming....but the bitch liked it.....and strawberry licking her clit...mhm..... now it was strawberry's turn to cum....but she was more perverted than her sisters....

she made her sister slowly put her hand in her pussy....so she could give her the ultimate pleasure if touching all the essential points...uuu...how she liked it.....and Olive kissing her on the Lips....it was fun...they played for 3 nights and 3 days....and reached pleasures still not known or maybe forgoten.....they lived happyly after....and had a lot of fun along the way

 

end of story

 

A great night out

g8tohavesex on Sex Stories

I started to get ready around 8 pm.  I got in the shower and thought about the last time that I'd had sex, it was too long.  As I showered I soaped up my dick and before I knew it I was stroking that hard pole thinking about getting laid, I shot my load up the wall, washed off my dick and got out of the shower.  As I dried myself I looked in the mirror at my dick, I wasn't too good looking, I wasn't smart but I wasn't dumb either, the only thing I had going for me was my 10 inch dick and that was soft.

I got dressed and chose the pants that I knew would show off my tool to the best advantage then chose a shirt that didn't cover it too much.  I hopped in the car and drove to the club where I was meeting my friends.  We went in for free because we knee the owner (we'd

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done some decorating for him when he opened the place up so we got in free whenever we wanted).  We looked around and then got a drink at the bar.  The place was heaving tonight with lots of talent around.  I spotted a girl on the dance floor.  She was dancing to a salsa song and boy could she shake those hips.  She wasn't my usual type, she had ginger hair not blond, average tits not big but a great figure.

I downed my beer and went onto the dance floor and started to dance by her.  By making it look like an accident I bumped into her so that she noticed me, phase one complete.  I then waited for her to go to the bar and I stood beside her and again accidentally bumped into her causing her to spill her drink.  "I'm sorry please let me buy you another drink, I feel so bad i did that, my name is Billy by the way."

"Hi, I'm Kym," she said.  From that point on we got chatting, we danced, we laughed and we talked.  I told her that I hadn't been laid for a while and I was as horny as a nymph in a church, she laughed and asked me why I was telling her this.  I said that I thought she was beautiful and I wanted to have sex with her.  She raised her eyebrows and said I'd have to give her a good reason to have sex with me.

I let her to the corner of the bar where it was nice and dark.  i put her up the corner and me facing her I undid my zipper and told her to put her hand in there that might convince her.  She put her hand and the look on her face said it all, "fucking hell does that thing go on forever?"  I laughed and said that she could tell me first hand.  She looked around and told me that there wasn't the place to do anything.  I slipped my hand up her skirt and under her panties and stuck two fingers up her pussy, she started to fuck my fingers and I told her that she had to be ready for my monster.

When she was good and wet I went over to the bouncer and had a word in his ear, he got on his walkie talkie and a minute later let us to the door to the private quarters.

I led her down the hallway to the owners office and shut the door behind us and locked it, I didn't want to be interupted.  As soon as the door was locked I kissed her, shoving her skirt up and pushing her panties to one side, she slid down my zipper and let my rock hard dick free, she run her hand up and down it before I turned her around and put her over the desk.  I rammed my dick right up her pussy not giving her time to think about it.  She screamed, "oh god you're so big, I can't take you."  Too late honey my dick is well and truely buried inside you now and I began to move my dick in and out of her tight pussy with her screaming.  I reached around and started to play with her clit and said, "do you want me to stop?  do you want me to pull this big dick out of you?" 

"No don't stop, fuck me hard, oh god yes, fuck me faster, make me come, ram that big dick into me."  I obliged and shot my load into ther dripping wet pussy as she came for the fourth time.

I slid my dick out of her but it was still hard, I was so horny I could have gone all night.  She looked down at me and said that she didn't belive she had just taken all of it then she slid down onto her knees and started to suck her juices off my dick.  She could only get the head of my dick in her mouth but that was better than nothing.  She played with my balls and then shoved her finger up my ass and I shot my load in her mouth.  I went soft this time.

I lay her down on the couch and  went down between her legs sucking on her clit and then her snatch lapping up her juices, I turned her around so that the camera had a better view (oh did I forget to mention that there were security cameras in the office?  Oops silly me!!!!)  she rode my tongue like it was a dick and come all over my face.

When we had cleaned up I opened the door to go out but there standing was the owner of the club.  He blocked our way and told us that we weren't going anywhere yet.  We went back in and he locked the door.  "ok you can go if you suck my dick for me," he said.  Kym looked at me and dropped to her knees, this woman was the blow job queen.  She took Barnies 7 inch dick out and started to suck it, he grabbed the back of her head and made her deep throat him.  It didnt' take him long to come in her mouth too.  He opened the door and let us out smiling at me as he went.

We got back to the club and it was almost time for it to close.  I  whispered in her ear. "do you want to go outside, I'm hard as hell again?"  She grabbed my crotch, kissed me and led me to the door - that'll be a yes then!

We got outside and I led her to my car. I always park at the very back of the parking lot so that noone is around when I get back to my car.  I usually have someone with me!

She went to get into the car but I pulled her back and put her spread eagle on the hood of the car face down.  I pulled down her panties and took my  dick out and teased the tip along her crack towards her clit and back again.  She put her hand behind her and took hold of my dick and guided it to her pussy, I rammed it in.  I was pulling in and out and was nearing shooting my load again when she told me to stop and pushed me backwards so that my dick fell out of her.  I stood there with my pants around my ankles and a stiff dick waving in the air.  She reached for her bag and took something out.  "here, put some of this on your dick and some up my ass, I want to feel you in my ass."  Holy Shit was this really happening.

I squeezed some stuff out onto my dick and put some one my finger and up her ass then gently started to ease my dick up her ass - she'd done this before though.  Instead of being a tight squeeze it went up easliy.  She started to push back to meet me as I was pulling out and I rammed her as hard as I'd rammed her pussy.  It didn't take long for us both to shoot.

I pulled out and pulled up my pants and tucked my tool inside.  She pulled up her panties and asked me if I'd give her a ride to the front where she was meeting her buddies.

I abligied and as she got out of the car she reached over to kiss me while massaging my dick and said that she loved my big dick and if I went through a drought again to call her.

I parked the car and went back in the club to meet my buddies (we were allowed to drink after hours) as I walked into the bar there was noone there and then I noticed the door open to the security room.  I walked over and there were the bouncers and my three buddies with their dicks out and stroking for all they were worth watching the footage of Kym and me in the office.  They didn't take their eyes off the screen and one by one they shot their loads.  Watching myself on screen is never a turn on but this was different even I was getting hard again.  I whipped out my dick and stroked it until I shot what I had left over the guy infront of me. 

We all laughed and i left to go home.

A Night On The Town

xerox on Forced Stories

Marshall was in his mid-twenties and a good looking man. He kept himself in good shape and was attentive to his appearance. He was also very shy and retiring and had never had much luck with the opposite sex. It seemed that every time he got up the nerve to approach a woman, his courage would evaporate before he could follow through. He also had co-workers and acquaintances ask him out from time to time but he was simply too nervous and awkward to accept. He wasn’t

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a virgin but there had been very few sexual encounters in his life.

Finally, in an act of desperation Marshall purchased a book he saw on the Internet entitled “How to Get in Bed with the Woman of Your Dreams”. He read and re-read it from cover-to-cover and was fascinated to learn all the techniques on conversation skills, reading body language and especially pick-up lines. After committing key passages to memory Marshall resolved to test out his new found knowledge.


Donning his trendiest outfit one Friday night,
Marshall plucked up the courage to visit the hot singles bar he had been reading about in the papers. After paying the outrageous cover charge he was immediately assaulted by the bright lights, pulsating music and the somehow intoxicating scent of intermixed cologne and perfume emanating from the masses of sweaty bodies writhing on the dance floor. Marshall nearly turned on his heel to retreat from the cacophony but then remembered his resolution. “Tonight I am getting laid” he repeated to himself over and over. It was to become his mantra for the evening.

Marshall couldn’t face the dance floor so he went to the quieter bar and managed to find a seat. He ordered a drink and turned around to survey the place. It was wild. He had never seen so many low-cut dresses, short skirts and bare midriffs. After a while Marshall turned his attention back to the bar. Seated two stools down was a cute woman. Not a fashion model knockout by any stretch of the imagination, but very pretty. She was about 5’4” tall and well proportioned, with brown hair and blue eyes. Sneaking several glances her way Marshall also decided she had very nice tits beneath her v-neck sweater. Plucking up his courage, Marshall
walked over and said: “did it hurt?”

“What?”

“Did it hurt when you fell from heaven?” (page 46)

The woman laughed, which made
Marshall
blush. Now what do I say he thought. Luckily the woman broke the ice.

“That was very cute. My name’s Brandi.”

“I’ve never said such a thing before. I’m MMMarshall.” (Oh my god, did I just stutter?!)

“I bet not” said Brandi with a wink. “That’s what made it cute. Usually I just shoot down the guys who try that old crap.”

“Well, I’m kind of new at this but I really wanted to check this place out tonight.” Wow, thought
Marshall
, this woman is easy to talk to. The book was right.

Brandi and Marshall chatted for about an hour. It turned out that Brandi was in town for a reunion with old classmates. They hadn’t wanted to go out that night so she was by herself. Brandi leaned into
Marshall
and said “I can tell this isn’t really your scene. Would you like to walk me back to my hotel?”

Marshall
remembered his mantra from earlier and thought things were going just like the book said they would. “Sure, let’s go”.

Once at Brandi’s door she stood on her tiptoes and kissed
Marshall
on the mouth. “Would you like to come in?” she said in a husky voice.

“Sure!”

Once inside things moved at a rapid pace. In fact,
Marshall was a bit shocked at how quickly Brandi was coming on to him. But he wasn’t about to complain! The room was a suite and Brandi led him through the living area into the bedroom. She quickly started taking off Marshall ’s belt and unbuttoning his designer jeans. He was rapidly getting excited. Brandi was pleasantly surprised as she removed Marshall ’s shirt, then boxer shorts. “My, my, my I can see I’ve made a good choice” she said. “You’ve got to be at least 9” long and I can’t even get my hand around the shaft. And your balls are enormous!” Marshall blushed at such compliments about his manhood. He knew he was bigger than average but had never really thought of that as an advantage. Brandi knelt and quickly took him in her mouth. Marshall
was in ecstasy! In almost no time he felt his balls contract and cock twitch as he shot his load into Brandi’s more than willing mouth.

“Sssorry”
Marshall
mumbled at his lack of control.

“Don’t worry sweetie” Brandi purred after swallowing every drop. “You just need a little more practice, that’s all. How would you like to try something a bit kinky?”

A little embarrassed by his performance so far,
Marshall
agreed. Laying him down on the bed Brandi grabbed a couple of fur-lined straps from the nightstand.

“Whoa, you weren’t kidding were you?” said
Marshall
with a little trepidation. This was completely unexpected, and he didn’t remember seeing a chapter on bondage in his book.

Slowly tracing her tongue around
Marshall
’s nipples Brandi said: “I can tell you are up for something new. What do you say?”

“Welllll, okay. But not too tight.”

Once tying his hands securely she leaned over and whispered in his ear “have I got a surprise for you stud.”
Marshall was curious as Brandi put a blindfold over his eyes and wordlessly left the room. In the silence that followed Marshall
began to get a little nervous. Then he heard several voices in the other room. What was going on and how had he gotten himself in this predicament he wondered to himself. Stupid book! The voices were all female, and they were coming into the bedroom! How embarrassing to be seen like this.

“What’s going on?” Marshall cried out.

 

Brandi sat down on the bed next to Marshall’s naked form and started to gently stroke his cock. Despite his fear, Marshall could feel himself getting hard. “Well Marshall , it’s like this. I am in town for a reunion of sorts, but it is not exactly a university-sponsored event. Each year my friends and I get together for some sport sex. One of us finds a willing candidate - and it sure looks to me like you are ‘up’ for the meeting (due to Brandi’s attentions, Marshall now had a major erection). This year, you are the lucky guy.” And with that, Brandi let go and stood up. Marshall ’s cock was at full attention, throbbing helplessly into the air.

“Ladies” said Brandi, “here is the newest initiate to our “fucked” club. What do you think?” There were murmurs of approval around the room. “Ooohh” said one. “He’s much bigger than the last few. Looks like fun.” “Yeah, but do you think he can keep up with us?” said a second. Brandi cupped
Marshall
’s balls in both hands and said she had brought some supplements to help out in that department.

Marshall was shocked to say the least. He thought about screaming for help but a sharp point against his neck convinced him otherwise. Though Marshall
couldn’t see through the blindfold, he heard the sounds of several sets of clothing falling to the floor.

Tying his legs and forcing him to swallow a handful of vitamins (and probably Viagra); the women were on
Marshall like a pack of horny animals. He had never felt so many sensations at once. One mounted his cock and one straddled his face and two began rubbing themselves on Marshall ’s hands. Some would demand he lick and suck on their tits while others would make him use his tongue to caress their wet pussies and swollen clits. Some of these were shaved, others weren’t and Marshall guessed there were probably six women participating. They were fairly gentle at first but later on they became a little more aggressive. One woman in particular would wait until Marshall ’s cock went soft then proceed to slap it back and forth between her hands like so much meat. Even though this was painful at first, Marshall eventually would respond with a hard-on, which the woman would then mount with reckless abandon. Another two untied his legs at one point and forced Marshall
to roll over. Then they each spanked his ass with their bare hands until it was red and sore.

Others of the group were into exquisite torment. Three times during the night, they would tease Marshall ’s prick to its full 9” length and then barely tickle the head and shaft with their lips, tongue, fingers etc. until he thought his cock would explode. Despite himself, Marshall ended up moaning and begging for release each time. Then they would whisper taunts in his ear: “I can measure your heartbeat just by looking at your pulsing cock Marshall ” or “That’s the deepest purple cock head I’ve ever seen Marshall .” After what seemed an eternity of this torture, one of the women would end up impaled on his colossal hard-on, barely moving back and forth until they both would finish with a shuddering orgasm.

His balls had to be empty after so many ejaculations but still he managed to spurt load after load. This went on for hours, with only a few catnaps to recuperate. And each time, Marshall would be awakened by one of the women licking his balls or sucking his member to attention. At one point during the next day they shaved his cock and balls and rubbed in some strange smelling lotion. This caused his tired dick to once again rise to the occasion – and this time it stayed up long enough for three of the women to get off!

Sometime the next afternoon, Marshall could no longer get it up – despite the expert attentions of the “club members”. “Well ladies, I’ve think we’ve finally worn this one out. You’ve been the best we’ve ever chosen” said Brandi. The others had to agree.

One by one his captors left, each cradling his spent balls and kissing his sore, limp cock as she departed. Brandi was the last to go. She removed his blindfold and roughly twisted
Marshall
’s nipples, causing him to yelp in surprise and pain.

“Hope you enjoyed yourself Marshall. You’ve got a great tool and it sure seems like you know how to use it now!” She gave him a drink of water then put a piece of tape over his mouth. Then she let out a wicked little laugh and walked out of the room. As she reached the door she said over her shoulder, “housekeeping will be here in the morning. Have a good rest.” And with that she was gone, leaving
Marshall to ponder all that had happened in the past 18 hours. One thing for certain, that horrible book was going in the trash first thing when he got home! Woman of his dreams, hah! More like a nightmare Marshall
thought.

Once Brandi left,
Marshall took stock of himself. Other than a few bruises and some fingernail marks in sensitive areas, his only injuries were to his pride. For that at least he was thankful. Even after his ordeal, or perhaps because of it Marshall
was able to fall asleep while still tied to the bed. In the morning he was awakened by the sounds of a key in the lock and the familiar cry - “housekeeping”.

“Come in”
Marshall
croaked in a dry voice after managing to push the tape off his lips. “Get me out of here!”

The two cute young maids let out a gasp as they walked into the bedroom. Their nametags said they were Michele and Lupe. They took in the sight of
Marshall ’s naked body strapped to the bed and rushed to his side. “You poor thing” Lupe said, you look like you could use some help.” She reached over to untie his hands and as she did so her long hair brushed across Marshall ’s chest, inexplicably causing his cock to jump. Michele noticed this and told Lupe to look. Both housekeepers couldn’t help but admire Marshall ’s imposing size, and as his cock once again began its impressive march upward they glanced at each other. Marshall
could only groan as his rescuers paused. Michele picked up the phone next to the bed and whispered into it: “Maria, Vicki, get over to room 243 right away!”

Then, with a gleam in their eyes and another look at Marshall ’s mammoth rod, Michele began to disrobe while Lupe put the tape back over Marshall ’s mouth and started to trace her tongue down his chest and belly towards his once again stiffening cock . . . .

Birthday Bo

Carmenica Diaz on Fetish Stories

BIRTHDAY BOY

Carmenica Diaz

Happy birthday to you,
Happy birthday to you,
Happy birthday dear Ross,
Happy birthday to you...
Birthday Boy
!

01 of 12: Just another Saturday night .


Ross hung his head, his heart was pounding and an overwhelming sick feeling threatened to swamp his stomach. Naked, gagged and huddled on the floor in the corner of his own bedroom with his hands handcuffed behind his back, Ross couldn't believe this was happening! He couldn't believe that his wife, Debra was doing this diabolical thing to him!

The lights were on in th

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e bedroom but he kept his head turned away from the floor to ceiling wardrobe mirrors to avoid seeing his pitiful appearance. The image was a reminder of his situation and his mind replayed the evening's events in an effort to stop thinking about the humiliating experience that was still to come.

It was, he had thought, just another Saturday night.

Although the evening had begun like many other Saturday nights with Debra playfully tying a naked Ross onto their bed, it had soon escalated out of control, out of Ross's control anyway.

Normally, once he was willingly tied to the bed, Debra would sit, fully clothed beside him and gently caress his cock into a rigid erection. This was the pattern of many previous Saturday nights after Ross had begged and pleaded with Debra to be a little dominant in an attempt to inject spice into their dull sex life.

It appeared that tying Ross up and teasing him was as dominant as Debra could get or so Ross thought.


At first Debra did it reluctantly.

'He wants me to do some very weird stuff to him,' Debra had told Lara, her best friend.

'What sort of stuff?' Lara had immediately asked, intrigued.

'Tie him up, spank him or tease him, stupid stuff like that.'

'Do you want to?'

Debra had frowned at her friend. 'Get real! What do I get out of it? Nothing! Once he's come he completely loses any interest in sex and I'm left high and dry.'

'Dry?' Lara had grinned, raising an eyebrow and Debra had smiled wryly.

'Well, not completely. I just have to understand what I can get out of this. It's all terribly one way at the moment.'

'Men!' Lara had murmured, rolling her eyes, 'what's wrong with romantic seduction and making love?'

'Exactly,' Debra had agreed, 'but he seems to prefer to be tied on the bed and teased until he begs to come. It's rather pathetic, actually. I much rather have roses and a sexy kiss.'

'You used to be rather good at teasing,' Lara had smiled slyly, 'I remember a certain young man...'

'Oh yes,' Debra had cut her off with a hard smile, 'teasing I can do!'


Debra was ruthless in her teasing and, at first that's all it was and Ross enjoyed the helplessness and the denial so much that it became a regular game.
 
It was just a game , Ross remembered sadly, just a bloody game !

Then, Debra began talking as she stroked him.

It became rather embarrassing as Debra began to question Ross about his secret fantasies and hidden desires. He soon confessed his dark secrets while she teased him relentlessly with her skilful fingers, bringing him to the edge but never letting him come until blushingly and desperately, he revealed, one by one, all his furtive dreams.
 
Debra had discovered that men are rather obsessive about ejaculation and will do anything to deposit their seed. Over the past months, the fantasies had become wilder and wilder as his beautiful wife smiled, nodded and continued teasing, prodding Ross to confess.
 
Ross had admitted to some deeply humiliating fantasies, just to achieve relief, to ejaculate at last and never at any moment dreamed those dark fantasies would return to haunt him.
Debra had approached the game with innocence and Ross, even though he was the one restrained, always believed that, ultimately, he was in control. Now, there was no doubt in Ross's mind that his wife was a cunning woman.


Now, this Saturday night had begun a little differently. As usual and suggested by Ross, she tied him down on the bed in a spreadeagled position but then surprisingly, gagged him with a ball gag. She had never done that before and Ross didn't even know they had a gag!

Ross looked helplessly up at his wife as she buckled the gag tightly around his head, smiling down at him. His cock was already hard, waiting for her to sit down, to begin to tease and he felt a little relieved that she wasn't going to question him.
 
But Debra didn't sit down and begin the Saturday night teasing ritual.

Instead, she smilingly said those words that struck a deep terror into Ross's very heart, words that rocked the very core of his being!

'It's your birthday tomorrow, darling and I have a wonderful birthday gift for you. You recall that fantasy of yours with the chastity belt?'

Ross's eyes widened, he gurgled desperately behind his gag and Debra's smile became a broad grin.

'I'm sure you remember. The fantasy where you're allowed one last orgasm in rather humiliating circumstances and then locked into a chastity belt for twelve months?  You must remember, darling.'

Of course Ross bloody remembered it ! It was the most humiliating and submissive fantasy he had dreamed up and had only confessed after Debra had meticulously brought him to the edge of orgasm over and over again.

'I was a little surprised by the idea of it,' Debra continued, 'a little shocked really, but you have been after me to be a little more broadminded so I just accepted it. It does seem a teeny little bit extreme, though, twelve months without an orgasm, the key locked away and no possibility of release?'

Extreme? Ross valiantly tried to make noises but couldn't and at that point, he really began to worry. Of course it's bloody extreme, it's just a fantasy, it's not real!

 Debra smiled and waited for his desperate movements to subside before continuing. 'At the time you appeared rather keen on it, in fact you came back to that fantasy for several Saturdays so as a good wife I'm going to give you what you've wanted.'

No! Ross screamed into the gag, drool dribbling down his face, no, you're crazy, don't!

'It took me a while to build up the courage to order one of the chastity thingies but I think it'll be a perfect fit.'
 
Again, Ross protested futilely into the gag and Debra gently kissed his forehead. 'No need to thank me, darling, it's my pleasure as I love giving you what you want.' Debra gave him an enigmatic smile before moving to the bathroom.

When she returned, a shocked and still protesting Ross, watched as his wife calmly removed his pubic hair with the electric shaver and then shaved him with a pink razor until he was as clean as the day he was born, his hard cock throbbing in the air.
 
'You were very specific that the last orgasm was to be very humiliating and said that having bald testicles in front of people would be terrible. So, once again, I'm just doing what you want. I don't understand it really, I think your little balls look better without hair, nice and smooth and rather cute.'
 
Raising the electric shaver and clicking it on, Debra smiled coldly. 'This is also an opportunity to remove that ridiculous moustache you insist on trying to grow. Hold still.' Ross screamed a meaningless protest that she ignored. 'The gag pushes your lip up wonderfully so it will be gone in a jiffy.'
 
Gripping his hair firmly with one hand to keep his head still, the shaver whirred and Ross felt his precious moustache vanish. 'Much better,' Debra said with satisfaction, surveying her work. 'With your bald groin and no facial hair, you'll be just like a little boy again. Will that be humiliating enough, darling? I hope so, I can't think of anything else.'

Debra crossed her legs and adjusted her black skirt as she smiled at him and Ross felt that life, as he knew it, was vanishing.

 Something had changed with Debra and he hadn't noticed. His wife, dressed for a simple dinner party in skirt, blouse, hose and high heels, pearls at her throat and matching earrings, was smiling calmly as she continued on her diabolical path.

After cleaning him, carefully avoiding his stiff cock, Debra snapped a cock strap around the base of it and then rolled four condoms down in quick succession.

'I think we should have one last ceremonious fuck before your twelve months,' she smiled. 'Not that it will be my last fuck for a year but this will be the last time I'll have your cock inside me. This is your fantasy not mine so I'll just have to go elsewhere. I'll just have to make do with some young men while you're enjoying your fantasy year.  So this will, of course, be your last fuck for twelve months.'

Suddenly, she blindfolded him and he heard the rustle of clothing. 'I'm not wearing panties, darling, just stay-up nylons under my skirt. I believe that was one of your earlier and tamer fantasies?'
 
In his sudden darkness, Ross felt the bed move and his wife's flesh came in contact with his. She began moving but didn't feel any enjoyable sensation! Debra was riding him, her cunt sliding up and down his deadened cock and he couldn't feel it! His last fuck for a year and he couldn't feel it!

After being pounded into the mattress for what seemed an eternity, Ross heard her groan, then cry out in an orgasmic tone or, so he guessed, and collapsed for a moment, then disengaged with a wet plop!

Debra left him alone for a while and his mind raced, his cock pulsing in its condom layers. She couldn't do it , he reasoned, she's just teasing me, it's a game, and she's playing with my mind!

Ross felt something being buckled around his neck and when the blindfold was removed, saw a wide black leather collar padlocked around his throat and a leash hanging from one of the collar rings. Where did she get this stuff? Who has she been talking to? Again, Ross tried to talk but the gag effectively reduced his pleas to incoherent gurgles.

Rattling the handcuffs against the bed-head to gain her attention, Ross shrieked and unintelligibly begged through the gag and Debra laughed softly. 'Calm down, darling, it will happen so don't fret. I know you're excited, you've wanted this for a long time and I'm pleased to give it to you for your birthday. Of course, I'll have to make some sacrifices but that's what wives do, isn't it darling? It's what I seem to do, anyway,' she muttered.

And then she brightened up, grinning almost as she peeled the condoms from his red and straining cock. 'I hope you can last until your appearance in front of my friends,' Debra said with mock concern as she undid the cock strap. 'It would be terrible if you came here without enjoying your humiliation and my friends are so looking forward to your performance.'
 
Debra smiled brightly at him. 'Now, I have to get your hands cuffed behind your back and I'm sure you're going to co-operate because you do want this fantasy, I can tell by your hard cock. I can tell this is a wish come true for you, isn't it, darling?'

No way , Ross screamed silently, once you undo my hands, I'm stopping this crazy scene! He rattled the handcuffs again and jerked around on the bed, screaming into the gag.

Debra looked at him thoughtfully and, Ross suspected, a little mockingly. ' Hang on a minute; you did say that you wanted to be forced so perhaps I should play along? I'll pretend to force you, all right, darling? That's what you want, isn't it?'

She rummaged in her handbag and produced a small glass vial that was held under Ross's nose. 'Luckily, Lara is a nurse.' Debra cracked the small glass vial and Ross inadvertently took a deep breath, collapsing into unconsciousness.

When Ross groggily awoke, he found, much to his horror that his wrists were handcuffed behind his back and had shackles connected by a chain on his ankles. He was also on the floor and the leash was locked to the bed. She must have rolled me onto the carpet , he thought wildly, his side tingling with carpet burns, she just rolled me off! No, she can't be doing this, the crazy bitch! She can't go through with this , he tried to calm himself, she can't !
 
Ross heard noises downstairs, the doorbell rang a few times and there were voices. Music was filtering up the stairs and he dully recognised the music from Grease , such innocent songs while his wife was about to perform a diabolical thing upon his person!

 He hung his head, his heart was pounding and he felt sick to his stomach. Ross couldn't believe this was happening, that Debra was making a cruel fantasy come true and he turned his sad face away from the mirror where the reflection mockingly showed a cock that continued to stay hard.

It was then he realised, she was really going to do it!


Debra poured champagne for Lara and then raised her own glass in an ironic toast. 'Here's to chastity.'

'Are you really going through with this?'

'Of course,' Debra smiled, 'he wanted it, begged for it and now he's getting what he wished for. It will be a relief that I won't have to play those stupid games with him. I can't remember the last time we kissed or made love properly. I can do without the sex, god knows, it's not all it's cracked up to be.'

'Won't you feel bad about it after a while,' Lara suggested, 'I mean, if I put Reggie into...'

'Reggie hasn't cheated on you,' Debra calmly reminded Lara. 'What would you do if he had?'

'I'd castrate him,' Lara said calmly, 'I am a nurse,' and they both dissolved into giggles. 'Are you really going to keep him in it for twelve months?'

'Absolutely but I may let him out on special occasions and we can watch him have a quick wank. It should be fun.'

Lara shook her head admiringly and sipped the champagne. 'I suppose he deserves it.'

Danni joined them and asked, 'deserves what?'

'Ross deserves what's in store for him,' Lara explained.

'I can't wait,' Danni said cheerily. 'Are we waiting for anyone else or can we get started?'

'Sharon,' Debra said with a knowing smile.

And the other two women grinned. 'Does she know?' Danni asked.

Debra shook her head. 'No, she doesn't and she doesn't know that I know either!'

'She's got a nerve coming here when she had it off with your husband,' Danni said hotly.

'Yes, she should realise that people talk and they were seen. But,' Debra repeated patiently, 'she doesn't know that I know.'

'She's in for a surprise,' Danni giggled.

'Here's to your next twelve months,' Lara said with a cheeky grin, rasing her glass, 'May you find some dishy young men...'

'Sweetie, I've already begun looking.'

The three women giggled just as the doorbell rang, Debra winked and said, 'Showtime,' as Olivia and John sang of Summer Love .


Sharon nervously stood at the door, listening to the music and female laughter and wondered for the umpteenth time why Debra had invited her. She can't know , Sharon reassured herself, she just couldn't .

Once again, she regretted having that stupid one night stand with Ross, a work colleague. It was such a tired cliché ! They had been on a conference, the wine began to flow and before she knew it, Ross was kissing her.

His kisses had felt rather soft and sweet but maybe that was the wine. Anyway, one thing led to another and Sharon regretted it ever since, especially since the sex had been pretty wretched. It was especially pathetic when, the next morning, he had pretended not to remember anything! That , Sharon thought, was incredibly insulting and so typical of a man! To make things worse, Ross had been seen leaving her hotel room and she had been plagued with worry since.

'Sharon,' Debra greeted her, 'how good of you to come.'

'How good of you to invite me.'

They air-kissed and Sharon followed Debra in, smiling nervously and nodding to the other women who were drinking and talking. Taking a champagne glass from Danni, Sharon watched as the other women began arranging chairs in theatre style.

'What's happening?' Sharon asked.

'Just a little performance, why don't you sit with Danni and Lara?'

Ross looked up with sad eyes as Debra entered the bedroom. 'Time to go, Ross.'

He shook his head and tried to talk, drool dripping from around the gag. Please , he wanted to beg, please don't do this to me! Please!

'It must be terribly exciting for you, now that your dreams are becoming reality,' Debra said, unlocking the leash. 'I was a little shocked when you confessed you wanted your last orgasm to be in front of my girlfriends but, it is, after all, your birthday fantasy so I've arranged it for you. It's quite a crowd.'

Ross's face was pale and he shook his head desperately, over and over again.

'Don't think they've all come to see you, though, they've all seen a man wanked before. I suppose, usually, they do the wanking and we all know that it's, frankly, not much. No, they're here for the wine and the chocolate cake. Any excuse for chocolate cake. Come on, darling, time for fun, time to get your birthday gift, birthday boy.'
 
Ross shook his head again and Debra smiled. 'Of course,' she said as if she had suddenly realised, 'you still want to pretend I'm forcing you.  It's part of the fun for you, isn't it? Debra said, jerking hard on the leash but Ross leaned back, refusing to budge, frantically digging his bare feet into the grey carpet.

'So you want me to really force you?' Debra dramatically rolled her eyes. 'You must, I suppose, your cock is still hard.'

Ross looked down and to his horror saw that he was.

'I suppose I have to pretend to be dominant again,' she said with a small sigh. 'Look what Danni got for me,' Debra grinned and showed him a small grey object shaped like a pistol with metal points at the end of the muzzle. 'It gives an electric shock.' Calmly and to Ross's horror she pressed the metal points against his flesh and squeezed the trigger.

Ross yelped into the gag and jerked around hysterically as the painful charge flowed through him. 'Now, if you really want me to make you, I could put it against that hard cock?' Debra asked sweetly, waving the gun and Ross struggled to his feet, shaking his head feverishly.

'Good boy.' Debra smiled and Ross tried one last time to make her understand that he didn't want this humiliation or the chastity belt but the bloody gag blocked the words.
 
'They're waiting,' Debra said cheerfully and Ross cringed at those words but followed her when she jerked the leash. 'Be careful going down the stairs, darling, take baby steps. I'll take this,' she said showing the stun gun, 'in case you want me to pretend to force you again. Am I being dominant enough, darling?'

His face was burning as his wife led him down and the conversation stopped abruptly when she led him in. Ross stared miserably at the floor, standing naked before the grinning women. Sharon was not grinning and sat between Danni and Lara with a horrified expression. Ross's cock had a mind of its own, would not go down and bobbed in front of him under the living room down lights.

Debra was now taller because she was wearing high-heels and he was bare-foot and, of course, stark naked. 'Didn't he have a moustache?' Danni whispered to Lara across Sharon.

'Not any more,' Lara smiled, 'he's lost a bit of hair, hasn't he?' They giggled while Sharon stared open mouthed and horrified at the scene before her.

'Ladies,' Debra said calmly as she stood next to the small card table on which the chastity tube and keys were lying, together with a pink hand towel, 'this is, as many of you would know, my husband Ross.'

Ross's face was now red-hot as giggles rippled through the watching women. 'Turn around, love,' a female voice called, 'show us your bum.' Laughter rippled around the room and Debra suppressed a smile.

'My husband likes to play bondage games, asks me to tie him up and play with him. He likes this very much,' Debra said with a sly smile pointing at Ross's hard cock, 'as you can see.'

The watching women laughed loudly at that and Lara called out, 'it's not very big, is it?'

'No,' Debra sighed mockingly, 'it's not, but size doesn't really matter, does it?'

'Of course it bloody does!' a big woman down the front called out and Sharon wished she could slide down on the seat and hide.

'Tomorrow is Ross's birthday and I'm going to grant him a special birthday gift, I'm going to give him the fantasy he wants. It's a wife's duty after all. Listen,' she said, producing a small recorder and the women leaned forward to hear.

'Are you sure, darling? ' It was Debra's voice, so calm and concerned.

'Yes,' they heard Ross gasp. Of course, they didn't know that Debra had mercilessly teased Ross's cock for half an hour before switching the hidden recorder on.

'You want me to put you in a chastity belt for a year? '

'Yes, yes,' he gasped.

'No orgasms for a year?'

'Yes, none!'

'And you want your last orgasm to be special, perhaps with my friends?'

'Yes, yes, oooh god, ' his voice moaned on the tape and all the women nodded their heads knowingly, guessing he had come.

Debra switched off the tape and smiled at the women while Ross wished the floor would open up and drag him down to hell. Unfortunately, his small cock was still hard and twitching, much to the delight of his audience.

Waving a folder with papers towards the audience, Debra said, 'I have transcripts of most of his fantasies and there is a contract he signed that gives me permission to enforce his fantasies.' She smiled coldly at Ross. He remembered signing that stupid letter! It had been a game, he recalled, a t least, at the time it was ! With a sinking heart, the fact his wife was a solicitor, hit him like a ton of bricks!

'Look up, darling,' Debra said, tilting his chin and Ross unwillingly looked up at the smiling faces in front of him. His eyes bulged when he saw Sharon seated in the second row and his heart sank as he realised that all the women in the town would soon know of his plight.

'Everyone's here to watch your last orgasm and to see the chastity belt go on. Happy birthday,' she said softly, kissing his cheek and slipping her hand around his cock. 'I hope you really enjoy this because it's your last for a year.'

Looking up at the audience as she held the pink handtowel under her husbands cock, Debra said conversationally to the group, 'he won't take long, he never does, especially when he's getting one of his fantasies.'

Her fingers were relentless and some of the audience clapped in time, giggling as they watched. Ross tried to will himself not to come but her hands were too much and with a grunt and a round of applause from the audience, he came shamefully. Debra milked him into the towel with a businesslike manner. 'There,' she said, cleaning him up, 'that was his last for a year.'

Ross tearfully watched as his wife began to apply a lubricant to slip his shrinking cock into the metal tube and wondered if he should try to protest again but knew it was too late, far too late. He clung to his last hope that this was all a terrible prank and Debra would say it was a joke, just a bit of fun for his birthday.
 
The women watched with avid interest as his cock was pushed into the tube, some grinning while Sharon stared miserably at her feet. She knows , Sharon realised, Debra knows she's letting me know she does. And Ross likes this stuff, he's submissive? Wish I'd known.
 
'Now girls,' Debra said as the chastity tube was locked, 'let's keep this a secret between ourselves; we don't want the men helping him out and destroying his fantasy, do we? And we'll have another party in twelve months time for Ross to have his next orgasm.'

There were murmurs of agreement and Ross felt more tears form in his eyes as Debra removed the key.

'There, all done. There's your fantasy, birthday boy. Now, Millie is going to take the key and put it in the vault at the bank.' Ross watched as Debra handed the key to a mousey woman who was a teller at the local bank branch. 'Now, Millie, you keep that key safe and sound for a year, won't you?'

Millie smiled coldly at Ross. 'You can count on me, Debra,' and Ross instantly regretted all the times he had snapped at Millie when he had visited the bank.

Ross, of course, had no idea that Debra had another key hidden in the back of her lingerie drawer and had plans for further humiliations for Ross over the coming year, humiliations he would be grateful to endure so he could achieve orgasm.

The women applauded as Millie waved the key in the air like a trophy and Ross stood there, his head hanging as the women milled around Debra to congratulate her. 'He's going to get awfully horny,' one woman said, glancing at the humiliated and sorrowful Ross.

'Yes,' Debra said cheerfully, 'he is, isn't he?'

'Is it healthy for him not to have release for that long?' another woman asked. 'My husband uses the old 'blue balls' thing to get me to have sex.'

'Lara has been very helpful in that regard and I think you'll find your husband has been manipulating you.' Debra said and Lara smiled. 'Lara explained to me how to milk his prostate once a month for health reasons.' Ross looked at her with a horrified expression but Debra ignored it and sailed on. 'Apparently, the discharge leaks out, he's drained but doesn't experience orgasm, he won't even feel it, and there won't be any enjoyment.'

'Can we watch?' a woman asked eagerly.

'Why not?'

'What about your sexual satisfaction...'

'Don't worry, I intend to be satisfied,' Debra said with a hard glint to her eyes. 'If Ross doesn't assist me properly,' she said, tracing Ross's lips with a red fingernail and everyone knew exactly what she meant, 'I'll simply go elsewhere. I think I have another fantasy of his on tape somewhere, the one where he wants to watch me make love with a another man.'

Danni and Lara had brought Sharon to the front of the room and she desperately tried to avoid Ross's eyes. She needn't have worried as Ross was staring pathetically at the floor, trying to control his tears, spittle dripping from around the gag.

'Sharon, I hope you won't tease him your office,' Debra said with mock concern, 'it would make life unbearable for him.'

'No,' Sharon mumbled, 'I won't.'

'Then again, perhaps you could tease him a little?' Debra said with a hard stare. 'Short skirts, a glimpse of stocking tops, even knickers? You could do that to make amends, if you get my drift?'

Sharon swallowed hard and looked wildly around the room. 'I have to go,' she said desperately and Debra, Danni and Lara laughed as they watched Sharon bolt to the door.

'I'm sure she'll come round,' Lara said with a grin, 'with a little persuasion.'

'She does have nice legs,' Debra added, 'and a nice figure so it will be painful for poor Ross.' They smiled and Debra turned to her defeated husband.

'Come on, Ross,' Debra said, leading him back up the stairs, 'I'll unlock your handcuffs so you can get dressed. We have a cake for the birthday boy to cut.' Debra fought to keep a smile off her face as she saw another tear roll down Ross's face. 'Come on birthday boy, you can thank me later in a special way for bringing your birthday fantasy true. I suspect,' she said coldly, 'you'll be thanking me quite a lot during the next twelve months.'

End Part 1 of 121 Parts of Birthday Boy by Carmenica Diaz
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Other stories by Carmenica Diaz

The Dark Stories
Toys in the Attic (F/m CB Humil)
Toys in the Cellar (F/m CB Humil)
Kryztal (M/f BDSM D/s)
Useful Humiliation (F/m CB)
Use Me (F/m)
London Telephone Conversations (F/m Humour)
Birthday Boy (F/m)
The Romantic Stories
Catherine Lawrence (TG)
The Mask (TG)
Elizabeth Grey (TG)

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Let me give you a hand with that

kcid56 on Masturbation Stories

I never should have been there, the sign said 18 and older, and here I was, 15 and getting in anyway.  I started growing facial hair young, and could pass for 18 or older with no real effort.  So here I was in an adult video store, going back to the video booths.  As I sat there watching this great girl on girl action, slowly stroking my half hard cock, just enjoying it all.  The booths were separated by as you would guess, walls, but there were no doors, just a curtain pulled closed behind you.  There were about 6 booths.  So, as I sat there watching my selection, I was not really jacking off, just stirring things up a bit.   The video got more and more intense, and as it did, my dick got harder and harder.  I could hear other video's playin

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g and figured I was in similar company, guys looking for a place to unload.  So I'm there and getting closer to actually jacking off when I hear a voice behind me "Can I give you a hand with that?"     A little startled, I jumped, and looked behind me to see a woman standing there with a shy looking grin.  I just sat there cock in hand, just a little shocked.  I thought for a second of how it must have looked pants down around my knees.  She came in a but closer and asked again, looking at my exposed crotch, with my hand trying in vane to cover up what I had been doing, but that was silly.  I'm sitting here, like a kid that just got caught, well, you know, I just got caught beating off, so, now what.   Here's this girl, offering to help me, but what does that really mean.  I'm flustered about getting caught by a total stranger, who is offering to do something that nobody had ever offered to do in the past.  Nobody has ever touched me before, only in my dreams and fantasies.  This is the kind of thing that I think about when I take care of things myself. "Move your hand, I want to see it" she says, and with a little hesitation, I moved my hand.  I guess it was the shock of it all, I was getting softer. "I like it" she says as she reached down to touch me.  Her hand is warm and soft, as she took me and started to stroke me gently, softly.  She was talking to me, but I don't have a clue what she is saying.  I looked at her face, she was watching the video, smiling and pulling my hard-on.  I'm watching her, she's watching the video, and I am having a hard time believing this girl is actually doing this for me.  She hasn't asked for anything in return. Finally I relax and go with it.  She seems to be content just giving me a hand job, so I start to enjoy what is going on.  Her hand was working me well. I was really well.  Her hand was soft and warm, and the thrill of it was bringing me closer and closer to shooting my load. "I'm going to cum"  I said, to which she had me stand up.  Standing beside me, she had one hand on my cock, and with her other hand she reached behind and through my legs to stroke my balls. That was all it took, I started to shoot.  I was shooting cum all over the wall and the video monitor, but I didn't care.  This was the best I had ever had.  Again, I had never had anyone ever do that for me before.  I didnt' want it to stop.   I looked at her, she was smiling, and slowly stroking me, watching as what ever was left in me dribbled out and down her hand.  She milked me for every drop. She took her hand and licked it clean, and went back for more. She left as quietly as she came in, leaving me there pants down and short of breath.  My knees were week, and I wasn't sure if I could walk out without everyone knowing what had happened, so I sat for a bit.  The video was still playing, but I couldn't be bothered with it.  I had just had my first assisted orgasm, and it was great.  After a few minutes, I got up and went straight to the door.  I didn't want to look around, I didn't want to see anyone there. So, finally out the door I started for home.  Once there, I went for the shower and remebered what all happened.  This, with the hot water, got me going again.  I came again, but it was nothing like what I got in the porn shop, nothing at all.

Hunted Ch05

furrybert on Forced Stories

Suzanne had to endure a physical and psych evaluation on her return to Operations, and had been recommended four months of leave to aid in her recovery.  On closer inspection of the available information, Intelligence had discovered that Sasha Jovanovic had not been among those killed during the fire-fight.  Still, they’d managed to take out the leader and a great number of the soldiers, and so the mission was classed as a partial success. 

She wasn’t sure how four months of sitting around and doing nothing was going to help her feel better, but she wasn’t going to complain.  She was just glad that they hadnââ‚

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¬â„¢t started questioning her about why Sasha hadn’t been where he was supposed to be that morning.  She had fallen into a carefully constructed routine designed with the intent to numb her brain, and she was walking around in a daze for the most part.

It had been ten weeks, but Sasha was still preying on Suzanne’s mind.  She was sure he was going to come after her, and a part of her was dreading that and what he would do.  However, another small part of her ached at the thought that maybe he wouldn’t bother coming to find her.  She felt utterly confused whenever she thought about him; it made her flinch at the memory of her bruises but also ache with longing.  She dreamt about him while she slept and spent her days trying to push him out of her mind, with little success.  She often found herself daydreaming, her body burning at the memory of his hands and mouth moving over her skin.

The torture didn’t last much longer.  Suzanne returned home tired after a day spent aimlessly wandering through the local shopping centre.  She dropped her bags in the hallway and traipsed up the stairs and into her bedroom, not bothering to close the door behind her.  She pulled her hair out of its pony tail and began unbuttoning her shirt, then froze as she heard the bedroom door close behind her.

Sasha stood leaning against the bedroom door, his arms casually folded and that characteristic look of brutal determination on his face.  He looked a little tidier than usual, although he still wasn’t clean shaven.  The look in his eyes was difficult to pin down completely, but Suzanne didn’t miss the smouldering anger within them.  She felt her nether regions stir treacherously at the sight of him and took an involuntary step backwards, eyes darting about in search of any available weapons but finding nothing.

“Hello Sasha,” she whispered softly, standing awkwardly still as she tried to figure out what he was going to do.  He didn’t reply.  “What do you want?” she asked, suddenly conscious of the fact that her breasts were poking out of her half unbuttoned shirt.

Sasha snorted derisively as he pushed himself away from the door and walked towards Suzanne slowly.  She raised her chin in defiance and refused to back away.  He stopped in front of her, so close that his chest almost brushed against her breasts.

“You know why I’m here, my little slut,” he growled softly in Bosnian.  He slid his hand to her cheek and gripped painfully.  “You lied to me, and you set me up.  And you’re going to die.”  Suzanne slapped his hand away from her cheek, then landed another blow to his left eye.  He caught her left wrist before she could hit the other side of his face and bent it behind her back painfully.  She whimpered, then kneed Sasha in the balls in an attempt to escape.  He grunted, his grip relaxing on her arm as he bent over in pain.

“Let’s get a couple of things straight Sasha,” Suzanne said, kicking him again as it looked as if he might straighten up.  “Yes, I lied to you.  It was my job.  As for setting you up?  I did that too.  But if I hadn’t done things the way that I did, you would be dead right now, and you know it.”

Sasha straightened slowly, then shoved Suzanne against the wall, pinning her down.  “Am I supposed to be grateful?” he growled, his hand holding her jaw still.

“That I risked my own life to save yours?” Suzanne replied.  Sasha raised an eyebrow at that, unimpressed.  “Yes, you should be.  You were supposed to turn up to do your job and get slaughtered with the rest of them, but I stopped you from going.  My employers are not exactly forgiving, Sasha.  If they find out what I did, they’ll kill me.”

Sasha was silent for a moment.  He hadn’t dared let himself think that perhaps Suzanne hadn’t wanted him to get hurt.  The thought niggled at him, but he pushed it aside coldly.  “Don’t worry,” he replied, sliding his hand to her throat and squeezing gently.  I’ll save them the trouble.”

“I understand that you’re angry Sasha,” Suzanne said softly.  “That you feel as if I used you.  But we didn’t exactly have a traditional honest and loving relationship going on.  I still didn’t want them to hurt you, though.  I need you to understand that I did what I did because it was the only way I could stop them from killing you.  And that was all that was important to me.”

He didn’t believe her, he couldn’t.  He’d spent too long being as angry as hell over her making a fool of him, and he wasn’t about to let her do it again.  So he ignored the look of pain on her face and chose to think only about the fact that everything else she’d ever said to him had been a lie.  He tightened his grip on her neck slowly until she started to squirm desperately.

Suzanne wasn’t going to accept Sasha’s punishment without a fight.  She punched him in the stomach and he grunted softly, his grip loosening on her throat enough so that she could push him away from her.  She hit him again in the jaw, but he grabbed her arm and held her still, a backhander to her right cheek causing her to stagger in pain. 

Sasha was slightly surprised by Suzanne’s return to her original more aggressive self.  He wondered how much of her submissive behaviour had been an act to make him feel secure enough to trust her.  It had certainly worked.  He pulled her against him and slid his mouth to her ear.

“All that time you spent screaming for me,” he whispered.  “All the times you writhed around underneath me and moaned my name.  Was doing your job really worth being a whore for me?”  Suzanne frowned at Sasha’s hard description of past events.

“That wasn’t a part of my job,” she whispered, and Sasha sneered.  He didn’t believe her.  He wouldn’t.

“Was doing your job really worth leaving?” he growled.  Suzanne’s breath caught in her throat.  How was she supposed to answer that?

“I…” she started, taking a shaky breath.  “I didn’t want to leave like that.  But I couldn’t have stayed, Sasha.  I mean, you couldn’t have expected me to be happy sitting naked in a house all day just waiting for you to come home so that you could screw me?”

Sasha growled again in disgust, shoved Suzanne away from him and turned away.  She staggered for a moment, but regained her balance without falling over.  He still looked angry, but now there was something else there as well.  He brought his hand up and rubbed his face, then raked it through his hair angrily before turning to face her again.

“I should have killed you when Cavoski told me to,” he said quietly, his right hand sliding to his back.  He produced his handgun, removed the safety and held it pointed at the floor beside him.

“You don’t mean that,” Suzanne replied, her voice even.  “And you know it.”  He was not going to kill her.  Sasha snorted, walked towards her slowly.

“You think so?” he asked, raising the gun to her eye level.  “Do you really think I’m not going to kill you, baby?”

Suzanne hoped not, but she wasn’t prepared to take any chances.  She grabbed his wrist with one hand and slammed her elbow down on to his forearm.  He growled in pain, and she brought her elbow back up and slammed it into the side of his face.  He dropped the gun, but it wasn’t going to be enough for her to escape.  He was still as tough as nails and he recovered in a split second.

The girl used the second that Sasha was recovering to make a run for the door.  She managed to claw it open before he grabbed her by her shirt collar and shoved her forwards, slamming the door shut and her on top of it.  He yanked her around to face him and slid his hand into her hair, pulling viciously.

“You’re not getting away from me ever again,” he growled, slapping her in the face as she continued to struggle.  “I told you that you were mine, and I meant it!”  Suzanne refused to stay still, kicking, hitting and scratching with every last remaining ounce of strength in her limbs.

“I do not belong to you!” she screamed.  “You don’t own me, Sasha!  And you can’t just make me do what you want!”

Sasha smiled nastily, slid his free hand to Suzanne’s chin and held her eyes level with his.  “Who are you trying to convince?” he asked softly, which renewed Suzanne’s anger.  She lashed out at him again, and they fought for several minutes.  Sasha eventually slammed Suzanne back against the wall, his hips grinding into hers.  He held her head tightly in his hands and kept her still as he kissed her, hard.  There was absolutely nothing gentle in his actions; he was vicious and brutal, and Suzanne repaid him in kind.  She continued to hit and scratch at him, and bit his lower lip until she tasted his blood filling her mouth.  He grunted in pain, lifted his head away from her and punched her in the left eye, hard.

Suzanne was stunned for a moment from the force of Sasha’s blow to her face, and she couldn’t stop him as he pulled her away from the wall and threw her on to her bed.  He followed immediately, straddling her legs and holding her arms above her head.  He ripped open her shirt the rest of the way and yanked her bra aside, grabbed one of her breasts and squeezed harshly.  Suzanne hissed in pain and started to struggle, but he had his weight on top of her and she couldn’t get any leverage.  Sasha was not impressed by her continued struggling, and bent down to catch her other nipple in his teeth.  She groaned softly, arched against him as her body tried to decide whether it wanted him dead, or inside her.

He leaned to the side for a moment so that he could unzip Suzanne’s trousers and drag them off her legs, but she was having none of it.  She kicked at him, then wriggled away as best she could.  She got one arm free and hit him in the face, then shoved at his chest, trying to get him off her completely.  No chance.  She was strong, but he was heavier.  And he was far more used to this sort of thing than she was. 

Suzanne was panicking.  If she let him touch her she would melt, and she knew it.  But she couldn’t get him off her, no matter how much she hurt him.  He was determined to do what he wanted to do, even though he didn’t seem sure yet if that was to kill her or rape her.  He succeeded in getting rid of her trousers – and her underwear – and slid back on top of her, forcing his legs between hers.

They continued their fight, Sasha alternating randomly between stroking her and hitting, kissing and biting.  Suzanne fought him tooth and nail for as long as she could, but found herself kissing him back on some occasions, no less brutally than him.  She groaned in anger as she felt his hand slide over her stomach and down into her pubic hair.  He slid his fingers inside her, and found her wet.

“You see?” he growled softly, bringing his hand up to Suzanne’s face and wiping the moisture onto her mouth.  “You always did enjoy me being in charge.  What’s the point of being alone with no one around to fuck you until you scream?  You’ll always be my little whore.  Won’t you?”

Suzanne closed her eyes, angry hot tears falling down her cheeks.  She relaxed her body for a moment, trying to regain some of her strength.  If he wanted an answer then it would be a long time coming.

Sasha didn’t care.  He took advantage of Suzanne’s stillness and settled his body over hers, pushed inside her slowly.  Suzanne arched against him, hissing in response but not knowing if it was pleasure or pain.  He let go of her arms, and she slid them around his back, scratching with enough pressure to draw blood even through his clothes.  Her treacherous body reacted instantly to the familiar feeling of him being inside her, and her legs locked around his waist, pulling him deeper inside her.  Sasha moaned in response, gentled his movements inside her until Suzanne whined in pleasure.

Sasha slid on to his back beside Suzanne after they had finished, and she didn’t miss the careful way in which he moved, settling himself onto his back with a wince.  Dried blood was caked onto his lip and his nose from where she’d hit and bitten him.  She felt similarly battered.

“This is ridiculous,” Suzanne said softly, looking over at Sasha.

“Mmm,” he agreed, wincing again as he looked towards her.  Her face was similarly battered, he leaned over and stroked some hair out of her eyes. 

“I’m sorry Sasha,” Suzanne whispered.  “For leaving.  I really am.”

He sighed.  Closed his eyes and leaned back again.  “I’m sorry I was going to kill you.”

“You weren’t going to though,” she replied.  “Were you?”

Sasha looked back towards Suzanne, a look of seriousness on his face that told her that yes, he had intended to kill her.  She bit her lip and looked away.

“So what do we do now?” she asked softly.

“Stay with me,” he said quietly, and Suzanne’s heart leapt into her throat.

“Where?” she asked, her mind suddenly racing with the thought that Sasha wanted her with him again. 

“I don’t care,” he replied, sliding his palm over her breasts gently.  Suzanne moaned in response, her back arching automatically until she noticed the pain that the move caused.  He groaned in pain as he dragged himself upwards so that he could slide a nipple into his mouth and suck gently.  Suzanne slid her hands to his shoulders and proceeded to remove Sasha’s clothes as quickly as their aching muscles would allow.  He turned around and parted Suzanne’s thighs gently, slid his tongue down onto her clitoris and started to suck. 

Suzanne nudged Sasha until he straddled her head and she could return the favour.  He moaned softly as he felt her mouth envelope him, warm and wet and incredible.  He slid two fingers inside her gently as he sucked, stroked them in circles inside her until she whined in pleasure, the vibrations in her mouth causing him to shudder in response.  Shaking, he turned around again, slid her legs against her chest and pushed against her opening gently.

“Tell me what you want,” he whispered, his voice hoarse from arousal, the way that made her shudder in pleasure.

Suzanne wanted answers for herself first.  “Do you love me, Sasha?” she asked, her hands stroking his hair gently.  He frowned, and Suzanne didn’t think he would answer.

“You wouldn’t still be alive if I didn’t,” he replied.  Suzanne sighed in relief, but she wanted to hear him say it for himself.

“Then tell me,” she whispered, holding his eyes level with hers.

An eternity passed by.  They stared at each other for several moments, then Sasha nodded slowly.  “I love you,” he murmured, and Suzanne smiled in relief.  “Now tell me to fuck you!” he growled, and she did, with pleasure.  Sasha slid inside her hard, causing her to gasp in pain-laced satisfaction. 

“Don’t stop,” Suzanne whispered softly against Sasha’s ear.  “Don’t ever stop.”  Sasha moaned softly, slid his mouth down to cover one of her breasts again and sucked hungrily until Suzanne came, her body jerking against him erratically.  He followed shortly afterwards, collapsing on top of her as his worn out body refused to hold itself up any longer.  They slept, Sasha still inside Suzanne and his weight half crushing her, but she didn’t care.  They could decide what the hell they were going to do later.

Samantha Part 1

JohnyBoy on Teen Stories

Just to let you know, this is my first story, tell me what you think.


 

My name is Johny, and my best friends name is Samantha. Sam is one of the hottest girls i know, and

we've been friends for ever, since kindergarden. Now, Im in 10th, while shes in 11th. Shes quite a sight.

Short red hair, with a slinder body, and a nice C cup. Always wearing a white tangtop, never with a bra,

and a red mini skirt. Sam weares loose clothes because she doesnt like felling constrained, which doesnt

bother me at all. Everyday at lunch, we'd sit outside, look at other students walking by, and talk about

masterbation.
"Hey!" She yelled as she looked at me sitting age

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nst the wall. "Wake up! what do you have to be tired

about?!". I looked up at her. "Oh, I see, you fucked Emily finally? did ya?" She said bending over me

revealing her boobs, and she didnt notice, and i didnt care to tell her as my dick twitched. "Come on, you

can tell me. You finally sliped in the sausage? Rode first class to pleasure town? Or just plain old fucked

her till she cried?". "Shut up!" I said covering my face, sadly loosing the visual of of her lovly breasts.

Sam sat next to me and put her hand on my sholder. "Ah, you didnt do it, did you? You just stand up late

wankin off huh...". "Yeah, she teased me, then left." i said blushing.
"Oh, thats great. Did she do things like this?". Sam grabbed my cock through my pants, and began to rub

it. "No!" I said slapping her hand away. "How bout this?" She laughed shaking her breasts revealing her

breasts again. "Kinda..." I looked at the ground. "Was it a strip tease? That must have been it. You

probibly came in your pants when she flashed her-". I moaned softly, and, Sam noticed. "THAT WAS IT!

Ooooo thats cruel, and she didnt even polish you pistol afterwards!?" She bounced up, making her jiggle. I

hit her on the head and covered my face. "Hey! I can tell ya atleast that I would have done it, that sounds

mean to just leave ya hangin, or, standing, or, what ever...".
Just then, i got rock hard. I'd never thought of her like that. Just the thought of her making me cum was to

much. "Hey, Sam? Ill be right back, i need to take a piss." I said getting up. She nooded her head as I

walked away, then stopped me. "If you gonna go jerk, you could tell me, i could hook you up.". She gave

me a look, then handed me a picture. "dont look till your about to cum, ok?" She said fluttering her eyes. I

just shoke my head yes, and ran to the bathroom.
All closed. What a time to close the bathrooms! I had to find somewhere to jack off. I just ran around

thinking about Sam holding my cock, hanging her mouth open, waiting for me to... found it. A place to do

my business. It was outside, and just a wall with think, full trees, but hey, thats the only place without

people in my whole school.
I crawled far back into the bushes till i couldnt see light, and pulled out my dick. I started off slow, but

sped up till i could feel an orgasm boiling. With my free hand, I unfolded the picture from Sam. I couldnt

hold it back any longer. I quickly opened the picture to see a picture off me and Sam when she was 7 and

i was 6. "What the he- ee- lllllloooooh!". I looked like I'd been hit in the face as I came on the picture, my

hoody, and my shoes. "What was that? I feel like a fuckin pedophile." I said wiping my cum on some

leaves as i shood up. I took the photo and wiped it off, folded it, and placed it in my pocket.

"So, Johny boy, how'd you like jerkin on our childhood?" She said laughing. "I didnt do anything. I was

going to, but i looked at the picture first, im no fucking pervert...". She bend over showing her ass.

"Hmmm, your shoes say otherwise. Is that your cum? Is it Johny?" Sam said full of sarcasm. I looked at

my shoes, and lied. "No, its mayonase i think, i stepped on a pack of it on my way here...". "Oh" She said,

"So, then, I could lick it up then?". Before i could say no, she grabbed my leg, took my shoe off, and

licked my cum right off of it. I couldnt beleave it, Samantha just ate my cum. MY cum. I got so hard, it

hurt like a kick to the balls.
"Hm, doesnt taste like it, tastes, salty... and to watery... eww, its nasty..." Sam spit it on the ground,

getting some on her face and tits. That was it, the sight was to much. I came. It was so strong too. I

gasped, as my face blushed purple. "Johny boy? Whats wrong? Feel guilty from masterbating on that

photo?". Sam looked at my pants to find then leaking with gel. "Are you, uh, oh my god, you ARE! your

having an orgasm! Arent you!" she said as she started smiling. It still kept coming out, I didnt know I

could cum so much. It was all over the ground and started running off the walkway to the bushes.
"Woh, thats a lot... Emily doesnt know what shes missing!". She grabbed my pants and pulled them down

just enough too see my dick, as i pumped one out whAich shot up atleast a foot in the air. CLICK. I rushed

to cover myself as i kept going. I looked over at Sam, who had her phone out. She took a fucking picture!

You could see my dick, and my cum hitting her hands.
"What the hell was that?!". I finally finished. She started licking my cum off her ands and phone and said

"Im gonna need this to masterbate later, okay?". I pumped out a final blob of cum as she kept licking it

up. She smiled, got up, and walked away, licking her lips.

RING! Schools over for today, and Sam looks back over. "Ill come over your place later, ok?". Oh god,

Im, I-, Im cumming! I fell over and went into a fetal position, which i found out didnt help since my pants

were still down a bit. I came in my eyes and my mouth. "What the fuck!" I yelled spitting it out, only to be

replaced by more, until I stpped, ans unballed myself. Taking my hood, I covered my face to hide the cum

on my face, and pulled my hoody down to cover the splash over cum on me. It took a while to unstick

from the ground, but no one saw.

What luck, i guess you could say? uh, not really, but, at least im getting some tonight!