For the past several years, I've frequented the same classy topless club. There, I've had several great sexual adventures, but about six months ago, I grew aware that the girls weren't putting out anymore. It was time to check out some new places.
I started with a topless club just a mile from the classy place. It looks run down from the outside and the inside is a glammed up hole in the wall. My first night there, I paired up  with a real cutie. We went to a private room. She started off by putting my hands on her tits, then turned to let me suck on her nipples. She rubbed her ass against my dick a lot. She didn't push my hand away when I rubbed her clit through her panties, but she did object when I slipped my hand inside. "I'd let you" she said, "but I'm on my
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period and I have a tampax in there". She turned and pulled her thong aside to show me a string dangling from inside her vagina. She did let me lick her clit, but that was as far as we went.
On my second trip there, I saw a young black cutie there. She had tiny tits and a face that made me seriously wonder of she really was 18. I wanted to bone her, but some young guy was lavishing all kinds of singles on her. Shortly afterwards, I saw a dancer who turned my head around. She looked a lot like my stepsister. I had never had sexual feelings for my step, but this cutie was making my head swim. I hurried to the stage to tip her. You have to tip while they're still clothed to make sure they will give you a dance because other guys will ask.
We went to a private room. Her first act was to stick her pussy in my face and pull her thong aside to let me look at her bald pussy. I stuck my finger in her. "Oh baby, can I put my dick in you?" I asked. "Yes!" she excitedly answered. I started to open my pants. "Shouldn't we talk about price?" she asked. "How much?" I asked. "Two hundred, in advance".
I handed her the money. She handed me a condom. I put the condom on. She lowered herself on me. She thrust violently on me for five minutes, then she lifted herself off me. She grasped my dick. Panting, she said, "You wore me out". She then expertly used her fingers to get me off without the usual sliding up and down of the hand.
I went back about a week later. It was during the day. A young but not attractive hispanic woman was onstage. As I tipped her, she pulled her panties aside to show me her pussy.
She staggered offstage towards me. Obviously stoned, she slurred into my ear:"For two hundred I will fuck you". We went to a private room. She took her panties off and hung them on a hook on the door. I was still unzipping when she lowered herself on me. I was having unprotected sex with someone who might be a junkie. However, like the other girl, she gave up after a couple of minutes. She started a handjob on me. She felt me stiffen and opened her mouth to catch my cum. I paid her and arranged the next day for a blood test.
I next went to a different club in an industrial area. The sign out front had changed from cabaret to Adult Entertainment. I was swooped in on the second I walked in. An ugly black woman with fake tits let me finger her. I later ended up with a real cutie, but she was pissed at men. Although she let me touch her pussy, she wouldn't let my finger in.
I next went to a nude club. A real cutie took me in the back for a private dance. She gave me three dances and I was about to find another girl when she told me for that two hundred we could "go all the way". We fucked, but she rushed it, and she didn't worry about making me cum.
My second trip to the nude club, I spotted a gal from the first topless club. She hadn't let me anywhere near her pussy during my visit to the topless cub, but this time she explained "I'll let you touch anything, but don't put your finger in me. If you want to fuck you have to wear a condom".
We fucked for a long time, but I never came. She finally gave up on me and told me she was tired. I immediately found another gal. She was multi orgasmic, letting me finger and eat her. She told me she didn't fuck on the first date, but I should see her on my second visit.
I finally looked at my bank statement a couple of weeks ago. It's going to be a while before I visit another club.
Nicki Prince sat nervously in the corner of Dr. Nadler's office wishing for the life of her that she was any place but there!!! Momentarily lost in thought, she jumped a little when the doctor's nurse burst into the room and offered, "You must be Nicki, I'm Meg Kean, and I'm Dr. Nadler's nurse, so, what can we do for you today, Nicki!?!" Nicki was a little taken aback at Meg Kean's enthusiasm, but after finally regaining her bearings she replied softly, "Well, uh, it's a female problem!!!" "I see," the nurse replied while getting out her pen to make notes on Nicki's chart, "and what exactly are your symptoms!?!" Nicki turned a bright shade of red, and while staring at the floor replied softly, "It's kinda embarrassing, can I just wait and tell t
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he doctor about it!?!" "Oh, come now, Miss Prince," Meg Kean replied with a little exasperation, "I've heard and seen just about everything in the book, so if you don't mind, please give me a brief description of your problem!!!"
Nicki swallowed hard a couple of times, and then in a very quiet voice whispered, "Well, uh, you see, it's like this, about four years ago I was in serious training as weight lifter, and well ya see, in order to bulk up I took some steroids, you know, injected them in my butt, and it had an adverse side affect!!!" Nurse Kean stood patiently waiting for Nicki to continue until she finally prodded, "And, you took steroids and the side affect was what!?!" With her whole shest and face now flushing bright red, Nicki stammered, "I-it's my vagina, my labia and clitoris have grown to way larger than their normal size, and even after having quit taking the drugs they still remain extremely large and puffy!!!" Meg Kean jotted down the pertinent information before asking quietly, "Is that all, the only side affect is that your vagina and clitoris are enlarged!?!" With tears forming in her eyes Nicki barely whispered, "No, no it's not!!!"
"And what else is there, dear," the nurse asked gently!?! "I-I'm always aroused," Nicki replied in a hushed voice, "I mean sexually that is!!!" "Really," Meg asked, "like right now even!?!" While wiping away her tears Nicki nodded and replied, "Especially now!!!" "Why now," the nurse asked!?! "I-I'm not sure," Nicki replied, "maybe because I'll be exposing my vagina to you and the doctor, who knows for sure!!!" Meg Kean stood thoughtfully for a moment and then offered, "You know, Nicki, I've been a nurse for over fifteen years now, and I've yet to observe a clitoris that is out of the ordinary as far as size is concerned, so I think that the best thing is for you to remove your things and hop up on the table so I can see exactly what we're up against!!!"
Nicki stood up slowly, and while Meg Kean turned her back and filled in some more information on her form, she quickly slipped out of her clothing and hopped up on the examining table and after lying down on her back, carefully positioned her ankles in the cold steel stirrups!!! "All set," the nurse asked while turning back around, "now, let's have a look!!!" After turning on the powerful overhead adjustable lamp, Meg Kean gazed in at Nicki's crotch, and after giving it a double take, she gasped, "M-my god, I-I've never seen anything quite like it, it almost looks like a little penis, m-may I touch it, please!?!" Nicki had her eyes closed tightly, while trying desperately to control her emotions, but in a small voice she whispered, "O-okay, go ahead!!!"
As she gingerly let her finger brush over the distended head, evoking a sigh from her frightened patient, she asked softly, "Is it always like this, I mean all erect and everything!!!" "Y-yes," Nicki replied through clenched teeth, "always, it never relaxes!!!" "Oh my," Meg replied thickly, "how often do you orgasm!?!" "At least three times a day," Nicki replied with soft moan!!! Meg continued massaging the little "cock" with her index finger while commenting in hushed tones, "Your lips are also incredibly engorged, is that a permanent condition, too!?!" Nicki was now sweating profusely all over her bulging pubis, and as she began to reply to Meg's last question, her entire body was wracked by a climax that shook her to the core while the stunned nurse looked on with a look of absolute incredulitly!!! "T-that was truly unbelievable," Meg Kean whispered while massaging the trembling organ, "do you have a boyfriend to help take care of you!?!" "Oh no," Nicki replied sadly, "no man would want a woman with my condition, however I do have a girl friend that I share an apartment with!!!" "Does your lover have the same problem," Meg asked in a husky voice, "I mean are her organs like yours!?!"
Both Nicki and Meg were now breathing quite shallowly, and in an extremely strained voice Nicki replied, "No, she's quite normal in every way, except of course for her propensity for oral sex, which I'm eternally grateful for!!! "She sucks you often," Meg asked with a small moan!?! "At least twice a day," Nicki replied softly, "she says she loves sucking my little cock!!!" "D-do you ever rub your clits together," Meg stammered while obviously in a state of extreme arousal!?! "Mmmmmmm, yes," Nicki sighed, "and she also fucks me with a large strap on dildo that rubs against my clit when she does me!!!" Meg was now so turned on, that without even asking, she tore off her clothing, and just as she was climbing on top of Nicki's firm young body, the door burst open and in walked a stunned Dr. Nadler!!!
"Miss Kean," the doctor gasped, "what ever are you doing!?!" Normally Meg would have been mortified being caught in such a position, but with she was in such a state of sexual excitement that she merely glanced at the doctor before pressing her breasts and vagina into Nicki's!!! "Miss Kean," he snapped, "have you lost your mind, this is no way for a professional nurse to act!?!" With her pussy already dripping like a leaky faucet, Meg positioned her clit directly onto Nicki's monster, and as the two women sighed contentedly, Meg began "fucking" the over sexed patient while kissing her passionately on the lips!!! Dr. Nadler sat down in stunned silence as his nurse's tight ass bounced up and down while she simulated fucking the big clitted hussy lying beneath her on the table, and even though he knew it was wrong, he couldn't help pulling out his pecker, mounting Meg, and sliding his thick pecker deep isside of her hot pussy!!!
Meg was now trapped between Nicki and Dr. Nadler, and the feeling of having her clit masturbated by Nicki's huge clit, and also getting her tight little pussy rammed by the doc's thick pecker was much more than the poor girl could handle, and as her breasts pressed tightly against Nicki's, her pussy and clit convulsed hard, while a climax of epic proportions slammed into her, leaving her shaken and stunned as the pulsations in her vagina slowly ebbed away!!! Even though Meg was totally satiated, Dr. Nadler was just nearing his own orgasm, and as if reading his nurses mind, he slid his dick out her now satisfied pussy, and without missing a beat slid it easily into Nicki's molten fuck hole!!! "Oh, god," she gasped, "f-fuck me, give me your fucking hard pecker, screw me like a fucking whore!!!" For Nicki this was a real treat, getting her pussy taken by a real pecker, and with Meg's soft body still on top of her, she had the best of both worlds as her cunt was being ravaged by the doctor's brutally thick erection!!!
Both Nicki and the doc were now completely in tune as he stroked smoothly in and out of her burning pussy with his big cock, and incredibly, the back and forth motion of Nicki's cunt was arousing Meg's pussy all over again, and just as Nicki and Dr. Nadler were riding the brink of climaxing, Meg joined them on the Orgasm Express as all three of their genitals spasmed hard, wringing vicious cums from each of them!!! When he was finally totally spent, the doctor slid off the two trembling women while plopping back down in his chair and wondering what in the heck had brought all this on!!!
When everyone was dressed and their blood pressures had returned to normal, Dr. Nadler opined, "I'm sorry we can't do anything for your problem, Miss Prince, but short of surgury, I'm afraid that you're stuck with your situation!!! Nicki thought about it moment and replied, "Well, maybe I could stop in periodically for more "treatments", what do you think!?!" The doctor looked seriously at his nurse and replied, "That's a good idea, mark Miss Prince down for two sessions a week!!!" "For how long, doctor," Megt asked softly!?! "For as long as it takes," he replied with a small smile!!!
I want him to slap me in the face and grab my hair, dragging me down to force his cock deep inside my throat. I want him to torture my nipples 'till tears start to form in my eyes and run down my cheeks. I want him to spray his cum all over my face and chest. I want him to make me scream while his thrusts drive his cock deeper inside of me than I thought was possible. I want him to scold me for liking it. I want him to punish me for being such a slut. I want the marks of his punishment all over my body. I want to see them and still feel sore the next morning, making me think of him all day long. I want him to drag me to the floor and make me crawl for him. I want him to yell at me, I want to
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be humiliated, spanked and used. I want to obey him in every way possible and give him ultimate pleasure. I want to be his sex slave.
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I felt paranoid stepping back in with a ruin in my sheer hose, and finding more blacks in
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the place. I heel toed it to the edge of the table by Karen. The bar tender looked over still serving drinks and keeping a watchful eye out. Angel was nodding off some drinking with Cliff and Anthony by the sidewall table she was going fast her legs still crossed showing leg a little more then she like.
 “Hey slut go an fetch us another round of shots and tell those guys to come over here.†Tyrone ordered.
I lifted my purse to the bar to get some shots of tequila the bar tender asked if I wanted a tray smirking. I balanced back to sit down the next round. Angel flourished over doing pretty well in her pink and white dress holding hands with Cliff for balance in them 4-inch heels. Anthony was grinning behind watching Angel come over to site down I am ready to smoke. “Ok in a minute darling first a shot.†“Ok um, but I am already pretty drunk. Desirae you making any money tonight†she said slurping it down and wiping her chin.
 Karen kicked me under the table motioning me to go with her to the restroom, yelling for Angel to join us. We all got up I grabbed my purse feeling the weight of the long cucumber. Angel told us that she would be in after she was done smoking. They went into a lit hallway in the middle separating the men’s, and women’s restroom to somewhere in back. Then a young black male in a red handkerchief on his head came up to Karen and I.
“You have to suck it till I come.†Karen pointed behind her to me. “That’s the slut you want.†Going to the women’s restroom “You have to suck it till I come.â€Â
“Well for a 10 dead presidents. I’ll be out in a minute I scampered to the ladies room white door. Karen was in the small room standing against sink. Going threw her purse primping in the mirror pointing towards the toilet. “ Wow they did a job on your face and hair don’t worry about it now its going to be used a little more†giggling taking the cap off her lipstick. I sat down with my head back of the lid. A few wet spots on the tile floor made it kind of cold on my elbows.
“The guys are coming back to the house with us. With that Karen swayed coming over facing away from me, lifting her skirt to her waist slid her thong over and squatted down. Her arms braced the back of the cool toilet balancing herself on my face. My hands cupped her older ass to hold her up. My mouth covered her hairy wet lips. Her pussy was already wet as she balanced on my face, and started using me as a toilet. Peeing straight into my open mouth. I tasted tequila out of her pungent hole. Spewing yellow urine from her clit. She sighed “ Oh wow I really had to go. I swallowed what I could before some spilled out from around my mouth down into my cleavage. She waited till I caught my breath and started up again. “ I think someone is taking a liking to Angela. How big are Anthony and Larry? Oh ha your mouths full you can’t say†giggling I got drunk drinking Karen s piss cupping her ass she frequently shifted herself on my face for balance letting out a wet one in my open mouth. She finished up with telling me to lick her pussy all over my messy face. “Clean it up real good your going to be clean up tonight for us.†She took one of my hands and had me stick a finger in her moist pussy for a few to wet it, and stick it in her ass. I sucked on her wet pussy tasting her, while finger fucking her tight ass, “That’s it whore suck that pussy your going to be a good pussy eater aren’t you? It looks like your going to be eating cum out of my pussy.†Karen finished up with short drips in my mouth dripping. She finished moved her hips back and forth fucking my finger and face until her knees shook, around my head having a wet orgasm in my mouth pleased with my clean up she waddled up from my face pulled her green silk back between her wet lips.
 “ Now go fix your self you look terrible. You have the guy out there waiting on a blowjob. Don’t keep him waiting too long because Tyrone wants his money that you earned and he is kind pissed.â€Â
 Next all I could hear was a door open “ OH No she’s not†busting out in laughter a drunk Angel embarrassed shut the door.†Karen quickly yelled threw the door. “ I’ am done. With that she fixed her fishnets, and primped her mini down grabbed her purse. “Who’s next with a chuckle†she walked out. I got up as quick as I could feel cold and a mess. Getting to the mirror grabbing for my purse to start on my face. Using the brush only to tease it instead of fixing it. I dried my self off when Angel open the door staggering in almost ignoring me she came over with tequila, and weed on her breath. “ Were going to be leaving her shortly your going to drive Karen’s car back to the house.†Clicking her brown 4 1/2 heels on the tile going over to the seat Angela lifted her pretty flowered dress and tugged her pantyhose down around her knees. Adjusting her glasses sitting using the toilet where my face was just minutes ago she farted and started to pee. I fixed my foundation again then touches of blush and powder. Adding a layer of red lipstick, gloss, perfume, and with some famine poses in the mirror got me feeling like a sissy slut with my hair teased high and my white bow was somewhat looking sexy, I was ready to go back out.
“Well before you get back to the house. I want you to have a pad on and they want you to pick up some more Tequila, beer, and cigarettes your going to be parting with Karen mostly doing what they want. Anthony wants to watch you eat me after Cliff does me. He’s only going to watch Anthony he’s kind of cute though for a black guy but that huge guy no way not my thing put it up and back the it up.†Slurring on the toilet explaining me what is to come.
 “ Does Karen taste good Desirae I think she’ll taste better after Anthony gets up in there that’s nasty.â€Â
           “ Yea, Angel can I taste you. You know while you um.â€Â
Shaking her red head no. “ Restroom Um No maybe when Anthony watches you can latter if your goods. Take out your maxi pad and come over her. I torn in the plastic folded out the pad whisking the plastic away I handed it to her. “Turn around†I stood there silently bent as she took my nylons down rudely!
“Hurry up and get out there and do your job.â€Â
 Wiping clean with the pad hiking some she farted then set the pad right into position of my small crotch all scented with Angels remains I pulled my ultra sheer black pantyhose and panties up stepping to the mirror for final fixes to mainly my mascara. Angel flushed the toilet! She stood from the stool shifted her tan pantyhose up her thighs to her waist. Her breast jiggled stepping over carefully pinching my bubble ass in my skirt. “ We’ll meet you at her house when your done I guess one has a van. “Tammy Fay Baker has on more blush then that Com on!†Grabbing the brush and playfully applied more to my clown face. Leaving the rest up to me.
           Angela and I stepped out it was around 1:30 I could still taste the pee in my stomach. I walked sexy back around the corner brushing my skirt down carrying my purse next to the young black man witch looked pretty ruthless with his dark eyes and had a red handkerchief on his head. Standing 6’1 and about 220lbs I stopped my eyes followed Angel back to the anxious table where the guys ordered another round of drinks, and eyed the girl’s body up and down. Karen was in Tyrone’s arms telling her something and making her giggle giving passionate kisses on her mouth and face Karen melted in his big arms. Angel hanged on to Cliff I knew she was drunk and expectable to advances by Anthony, but how far?                “Sup ho walking with a cigarette in his mouth sounding cocky like I said you have to suck it! Till I cum get it! Bitch! I hear you’re a sissy boy that likes dressing in girl’s cloths because you got a little white dick. That’s some funny ass shit. Where you going to suck my dick bitch? Huh!
           Humiliation spread threw my body, blushing hard almost wanting to forget this one he seamed strange to me like he’s done some time in prison. He was some where in his 20’s but the only thing that came out in a submissive voice. “Alleyâ€Â
           We headed out back this time opening the night door I could still smell remands of some pot.
“Sit on the step there open my pants up slut! Make me cum you sissy bitch!†Smacking me in the face I went in Aw but I scuttled down on the step with my knees apart and sucked him for about 30 minutes before getting him hard. He had me pull my nylons down Exposing my white pad laughing trying to stroke 8+ dark inches of meat in my mouth.
I imagined the van ride with the girls, and 3 big black guys and Cliff. I was sucking off this black asshole talking about the girls again said about tapping the red heads ass. When he blew his wad FINALLY I swallowed thick cum throbbing in my throat coming back up in my mouth gaggling. He grunted pulled the rest out on my face and did a sticky job. Smearing my lipstick to my chin, and my mascara ruined. He rubbed his soft penis across my lips laughing. Calling someone on his phone I could here the many rings as cum dripped. He waited for me to putt his black rod away and he reached back with his hand with out a word smack the side of my face ringing my head and threw a 10-dollar bill before going inside with a cell in his ear.
 I sat there in a fetal position for a few moments my throat sore before gathering myself using the corner fence post to balance I snagged my hose on the fence fumbling around pulling my pad out crying wiping my face tasting angel’s wipe and cleaning my own face. I knelt down in my purse looking for Karen’s keys OH no my hose had ruins in them worried digging only finding a cucumber and makeup. “What I ‘am I going to do†occasionally looking in my purse. Karen had them. Staying back behind the bar knowing that I could get busted. Stepping heel toe to Karen’s to car to see if was at least unlocked NOPE!! I waited for several minutes looking for a way in the car ducking some my heels scuffed twisting sometimes I wondered what could I do the van already.
It all started when my mumk took me to run with her friend from work. she was a stunner. Long Brown hair Pert Boobs For a 40 Year old and a Perfect body. I knew she was straight away attracted to me. One night after running she asked me what i liked to do sport wise. I replied rock climbing, she said she was too and she would take me climbing one time.
August 2nd 2005.
We left to go climbing about 7 in the Morning and i was driving we were about a hour away from the climbing spot when Vicky ( the Woman) took off her seat belt and removed her jacket and t-shirt claiming she was to hot. she sat there in her bra and i commented on how pert her tits were. she smiled and immediatley started un-zipping my trousers. she played with my c
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ock until my full 9 inches was rock hard. i couldnt believe my luck i was driving whilst gettin sucked off by my mums best friend. i asked did she want to fuck? she said yes so i stopped in a lay-by and we climbed into the back seat. i undressed her to reveal her tits and her sweet, suculent shaved pussy.  I played and teased her pussy with my fingers until she begged me to fuck her. so with great pleasure i did .
i fucked her so hard shaking the whole car she screamed through multiple orgasms until she felt me pull out of her pussy to cum. she said to cum inside her so i did. My cum made her squirt like mad.
After the fucking she begged me to fuck her in the ass so with great pleasure i did. she screamed as i entered her ass. she was so tight i knew that she was an anal virgin. i fucked her hard again and this time came all over her tits and face.
she sucked me off as i licked her pussy. lapping away like a happy puppy. we left the lay-by to carry on driving but she refused to get dressed so sat there for the rest of the journey naked occasionally sucking my 9 inch dick..
Yeah, this is my first post. So, tell me what you think.
Layla Conner flipped her honey brown straight hair over her shoulder as she closed the oak wood door to her bedroom. The room was somewhat typical. Three light grey walls, one sky blue. She had a bay window with black curtains that were drawn tightly closed. The carpet was a mix of blue and grey to match her walls. A book shelf sat catty cornered on one side of the room, a television on another wall, with a shelf full to the brim with her favo
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rite movies. Her vanity, dresser and desk were all made of the same dark oak as the four posts on her canopy bed. The comforter was black and stuffed with a mountain of cotton. She had to have at least ten pillows on the bed, and a single dog stuffed animal sitting in the center. She walked across the plush carpet to her desk. She opened her computer and started it up as she changed into her pajamas. This consisted of a short baby blue shorts and a baby blue spaghetti strap top. She plopped down in her black computer chair and signed onto her yahoo. She sighed lightly when she saw no one of interest was on, ‘little bitch said she would be on tonight. I guess she was to busy with Ryan to realize she actually has a friend…’ Layla thought to herself bitterly.
It wasn’t long before she found herself in a chat room looking for someone to talk to, or possibly have fun with. Being particularly shy, she never really tried anything with the guys at her school. Her grey eyes observed the page with slight interest as multiple messages ran through the chat room lobby. She giggled to herself at one guy as he announced to the room that he was “Horny as fuck and would like to have a girl to chat with to take care of his problem.” It was then that a message popped up on her screen,
Footballking- hey asl
Lilmissbitch- Hi 15/f/ny You?
Footballking- 17/m/wisconsin hows it goin? whats ur name?
Lilmissbitch- Good and yourself? Layla You?
Footballking- a lil horny but all ight, Corey
Lilmissbitch- I see, that sucks.
Footballking- yeah, u think u could help me with my problem
Lilmissbitch- What kind of thing did you have in mind?
Footballking- phone sex maybe
Lilmissbitch- Idk… I’m not very good at it…
Footballking- I bet u r
Footballking- come on give it a try please?
Lilmissbitch- Okay, I’ll give it a try. But, I’m telling you… I’m not very good. My cell phone
Number is 876-987-7698.
Footballking- ight I will talk to u in a few
(Lilmissbitch has signed off)
Layla quickly went for her phone to make sure it was on vibrate and wouldn’t wake up the entire house.
Over in Wisconsin , Corey picked up his phone dialing in the girls number. He ran a hand through his hair as he stared at his aching cock that was throbbing for attention. The phone rang thrice as he waited for Layla to pick up. “Hello?” Her voice sounded reserved, reluctant yet at the same time, sexy. “Hey,” he said in his own sexy voice. “Hi…” Layla answered back slightly hesitant. “So, tell me… what are you wearing?”
Layla blushed lightly when she heard the question but answered truthfully, “My Pajamas.” “Anything underneath?” “Just some panties…” “Nice. But do you think you could take it all off for me?” Layla stood up and checked the door making sure it was locked. “Okay, I can do that…” Placing the phone down on her bed she slowly lifted her shirt over her head, running her hands over her C cup breasts, tweaking the her nipples ever so slightly. Hooking her thumbs in her shorts and underwear she pulled them down the small length of her legs. As she stood back up she trailed her fingers along her skin, leaving a trail of goose flesh in their wake. She picked the phone back up a feeling of anticipation settled in the pit of her stomach. “Alright, all done.” “Good, now lie back on your bed, and lick your fingers…” She did as she was told licking her fingers getting them nice and wet. “Now, I want you to trail your fingers down your neck to your breasts. Circle them around your nipples and imagine it’s my tongue and mouth traveling down your hot flesh…” Closing her stormy color lust filled eyes she did as she was told. She sucked in a shuddering breath as the cool liquid on her finger touched her skin causing her nipples to stand erect. “Heh, do you like that feeling? The feeling of my mouth on your nipples? Sucking and nipping?” “Mhmm…” Layla groaned out breathlessly. She could feel the dampness between her legs begin to grow.
Corey moved his hand to his cock as he began an up and down rhythmic motion. The girls small pants on the other side made his cock strain more, he couldn’t ignore it now… “Come on baby tell me what you would do to me…”
Layla’s fingers didn’t stop their circular motion as she quickly thought up something that would drive the guy wild. “Well… first I would kiss you sliding my hands down the front of your chest. Then, I would start leaving open mouth kisses down your body all the way down to your hard dick.” She could hear Corey’s slight groan of anticipation. She smiled finding the new power sweet on her tongue. Her words were his pleasure, and what better pleasure for a guy than a mind boggling blow job? “I would wrap my hand around the base of your hard dick. I would then roll my tongue around the head before slowly taking you into my mouth.”
Corey groaned louder as he imagined the girl on her knees in front of him. Sucking on his cock, teasing him. Ah, fuck. He wanted her so bad. His hand picked up the slightest bit of speed as he continued to imagine her bobbing her head up and down, while massaging his balls. “Mmm… can you imagine that? My mouth on your dick?” Her voice was sweet and tantalizing… “Yes baby, I can.” He groaned. Knowing he was close, Corey felt the need to take control. “Baby, I want you to push your fingers into that tight little pussy of yours.”
Layla did as she was told. Plunging a finger into her wet cunt she moaned softly. “No baby, I want you push it in and out as fast as you can, Imagine my dick in that tight hole of yours.” Layla pushed her finger in and out quickly, her eyes were closed as she imagined. She could almost feel his large member filling her then quickly pulling out only to fill her again. “Add another finger baby.” She hissed slightly in pain as she added the second finger. She waited a brief moment for her pussy to stretch before continuing with same rhythmic thrusts of her fingers.
Corey groaned louder as the girl on the other side moaned with him. He was so close. “Tell me when your gonna cum baby…” He groaned, “Fuck…”
“I… I’m cumming….” She moaned…
The second Corey heard those words he came. He sat back in his chair with a relived sigh.
Layla closed her eyes as her body went slightly limp. She was tired… very… tired. “Well baby, I guess I will talk to you some other time. You get some sleep.” Layla nodded, “Yeah, you too. Get some sleep that is.” “Goodnight baby.” “Night.”
Ok so this is the prelogue to a series of short stories I've been working on. I want to start posting them on here but I wanted to put out a piece to see what the reaction was. I know the acual sex part is relatively short, but I can assure you it's just a small sample. So anyways leave lots of feedback so I know if I should post more or not.
Litutenant Reinhardt had the strangest feeling that he was being followed. He couldn't even really explain why, every time he looked behind him there was
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nothing but still night as far as he could see. Finally shrugging it off as paranoia, he continued to make his way back to the barracks after a long day on duty. He had been given the job of investigating all the strange stabbing deaths of officials all over the city. Every victim had died of the same stab wound to the heart. But the part that made it so strange was how precise they had all been. The blade always punctured in the exact place where it could pass through the ribs and sever the aorta, causing a quick, death. He had heard while eavesdropping on his superiors that such precision was unheard of, ooteven amongst the king's most talented assassins.
'Most disheartening.' he thought to himself, stopping for a moment. With a heavy sigh and a shake of his head, he began walking again, the sound of his heavy boots on the cobblestone roads piercing the otherwise silent night.
The robed woman following no more than 20 yards behing him however, made no noise as she crept through the streets. Her name was Kitara, and she had been following him since he left the castle. She was clad in black robes that hooded her face and made her difficult to see in the dark back alleys of Magicant. First and foremost, Kitara was stunningly beautiful. She had supple facial features and her amber skin almost glistened in the pale moon light. Were it not for her hood, her silky brown hair would have cascaded around her face down to her shoulders. In fact it was often this beauty that she found to be her most effective weapon. She smirked to herself and turned slid into a small alley than ran off the road on which the liutenant was walking. She sprinted silently in between the white, slightly derelict buildings that were housing units occupied mostly by peasants. She was more than confident she could cut in front of the liutenant, she knew these back alleys like her own hand. And now that the only people who could see her would be the occasional apathetic peasant, se could run as fast as she could.
A couple minutes later she stopped and peered around the corner and could see the liutenant 50 or so feet up the road. Standing flat against the wall, she waited for him. She listened carefully to his footsteps until she could hear him only a couple feet away. She pulled her hood down and let her hair down before stepping out right in front of a very surprised Liutenant Reinhardt. He soon let down his guard after seeing it was only a woman dressed in plain enough clothes.
"Excuse me," she said in a comforting voice, "but I was wondering if you could help me."
"What's the problem?" he replied, more than willing to assist such a stunningly beautiful girl.
"Well," she said walking back into the alley while he followed. When they were a few yards away from the road she turned around and finished, "I was wondering if you could tell me where the king is hiding."
The Liutenant's eyes grew wide with disbelief. "But how did you... who are you?"
"Don't worry about that," she replied with a bit of a smirk, "just worry about what I can do for you in return."
Before the liutenant knew what to think, Kitara had moved close to him and began rubbing his growing cock through his pants. He shuddered in pleasure while Kitara lowered herself to her knees. Undoing his leggings, she pulled them down and let them drop to the bare ground. Gripping his hard shaft in her hand, she started slowly jerking his cock and leaned forward to give the head a small kiss. The liutenant was groaning in pleasure and his cock jumped when he felt her tongue encirlcle the head. She took the tip of his cock into her mouth and rand her tongue along the bottom while she played with his balls. Liutenant Reinhardt coudn't believe what was happpening, he kept expecting to wake up but this was actually happening. This gorgeous girl was now taking his entire cock into her mouth and deepthroating all 6 inched of it. He could feel her tongue going wild on the tip of his cock and her fingers toying with his nuts. He let out a moan of ecstacy, feeling his impending orgasm. Kitara felt the telltale twitching in his cock and sucked harder. The first blast of warm, salty cum shot down her throat but he pulled his cock out of her mouth and two more blasts landed across her face, stretching from her lips across her eye to her forehead.
'Fuck it,' the Liutenant thought to himself, 'I work my ass off, I deserve this.'
"The king is staying at his family estate, it's a huge castle about 20 miles north of Stolinburg." He told her once he'd regained his breath.
"He's not even in Magicant anymore?" Kitara replied in disbelief.
"Are you crazy? He left as soon as the killings started. He assumed the ultimate goal was his assassination." he explained.
"I guess he's smarter than we thought."
Before the Liutenant could process what she'd said, she had drawn a knife from inside her robed and thrust it upwards into the left side of his chest. He looked at her confusedly before gurgling and spitting out some blood, falling dead to the floor.
Kitara stood up and drew her hood back up. She wiped her blade off on the dead Litenant's tunic before resheathing it. She cracked a smile under the shadow of her hood, killing always gave her a sick sense of satisfaction. Finally she used her finger to wipe the strip of gooey cum from her face and licked it clean before disappearing into the silent night. The Sanguine Huntress had claimed another victim.
The sermon that morning had been about obedience, and how doing what you were commanded to do took precedence over the commandments. It was controversial and the after service coffee gathering would be filled with discussion. The reverend Spillbacks had tried to make the sermon sound generic, referring to the story of Abrahamâ
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€™s almost murder of his son by commandment, Joseph not exposing Mary as a whore despite the religious laws, and several other cases where people violated the commandments when they were instructed to do so by religious teachers. Although directed to the entire congregation, Spillbacks wanted one person in particular to hear the sermon; Jennifer Barlow, a very religious woman who attempted to have child like faith that made her seem almost moronic.
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He made his way through the well wishers drinking coffee and chatting about the implications of that morning’s sermon, careful not to become too involved in any particular conversation. He knew Jennifer would be in the group and would not hurry home, but wanted to make certain he talked to her. It was a delicate balancing act of wanting to seem extremely interested in conversations without actually getting involved or staying too long with any particular group. He felt a tug on his arm; someone grabbed him just above the elbow. “Oh hello Mrs. Cuddle†he said turning to see the handsome woman in her early thirties looking up at him. “Reverend Spillbacks,†she said looking up at him, “I want to thank you for coming to my home to minister to us last week. I so want to thank you for the blessing you gave me. My husband and I were wondering if you might come for a late supper on Tuesday.â€Â The Reverend knew that her husband would not be present. He had begun visiting the Cuddle family about six months ago. The husband and wife were unofficially separated with “irreconcilable differences.† The man traveled a lot with work, and she was often left alone. The almost constant separation resulted in the wife being left alone for long periods without male companionship which had caused a strain on their relationship. The reverend’s visits had been under the guise of encouraging reconciliation and had done much to reduce the source of conflict. He had met almost exclusively with the wife on a weekly basis for bible study, prayer, and as she put it ministering to her needs as a woman. “Of course, about 7:30†he said taking her hand. “Go with God, sister.â€ÂÂÂ
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He turned right to avoid Cassandra, but not in time. She had seen him and was making her way toward him. She wanted to make certain that he would be available for their weekly prayer session. He had told her that confirmation was not necessary and it was best to keep their meetings confidential to avoid becoming the subject of the gossip that went through a small church group, but her needs were strong and her confidence was not. It seemed she needed the constant reassurance that he would be there for her when she needed support. As she got close, he made eye contact and mouthed “Wednesday after school.â€Â She had winked, and smiled at him. She was deeply grateful for his help and support and thought they were being so clever keeping a secret from everyone else in the world.
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She had come to him almost a year ago when he first accepted the ministry and moved to this small community. She had been an average student but lately her grades were shipping. She had come racked with guilt and needed to confess her sins to someone. She was now almost fifteen, but when she had hit puberty, she had been hit with a flood of emotions and lust that she didn’t understand. She had begun staring at boys, having sexual dreams. A year later, she had started masturbating, and could not stop. She had hoped he would tell her it was not a serious sin and she should not worry about it. He had done just the opposite and condemned her not only for fornication, but also for pride, and deceit lying both to God and herself. He had quoted her scriptures – about a man committing adultery in his heart, being worse than if he commit it in the flesh. “It is better that a man spill his seed in the belly of a whore than on the sand of the sea†he had quoted proverbs to her. He had made the case that the sex drive in men was so much stronger, than in women and since all men could only have sex with the permission of women, it was doubly difficult for men, but it was what God expected of them. God certainly expected more of her; he had made her cry.ÂÂ
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He told her she had to stop her sinfulness, and week after week she had come back to him tearfully complaining that she had tried to exercise control, but she could not.  Each week she had resolved never to do ‘it’ again.  Finally he told her that it would be better for her to start having intercourse to satisfy her desires than to continue committing this most abominable sin. She must find a man, who was strong enough in the Gospel. A man who could have intercourse with her without submitting to the temptation of desire and lust, or she would be causing another person to commit sin and possibly loose his soul; she would not want that on her conscience. With Bible study he had shown her that a woman’s place was to be obedient and submissive to the man who took her.
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She was more concerned about more practical matters, worldly things he had called them, – humiliation that came from pregnancy, sexually transmitted diseases, or just someone at school finding out. Marriage was the answer, but she wanted a college, career, and more fun before she made that commitment and she didn’t even know anyone that she would be suitable.
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Finally when she was desperate enough, he had agreed to help her himself. The first session had been exquisite. He had invited her to come in a couple days before her period started, knowing that would be when she was most vulnerable. They had drank tea, and prayed together. He had asked her to commit before God that she was willing to give herself to him completely. If he were going to help save her immortal soul, he wanted assurance that she would give up masturbating, and never fornicate with anyone else.  She had promised on her life and begged him to save her.ÂÂ
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All of the sessions with her had been wonderful, and he had loved making her cum, but the first session was never far from his mind. They had prayed, and then he had led her to the bedroom and ordered her to undress. She had been shy and uncomfortable, with tears streaking her face as she stood naked before him and he had rebuked her for pride and told her to humble herself before God, then he had laid her on the bed and showed her how to hold her legs open for him. He had looked at her swollen wet pussy with satisfaction, knowing her body was eager for her first real fucking, even if she were not. He took off his robe and lay on top of her bringing his penis up to her slit.  She had panicked when she had seen his erection and he had to force her to lie still telling her if she didn’t lie quietly it would hurt her.  He told her to pray and ask God to help her open her pussy, and to make her humble so she might submit completely so she wouldn’t have to be forced. He had lain on top of her and begun by sliding his cock along her slit stimulating her clit while he rubbed her budding tits.ÂÂ
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“It’s ok to masturbate while I’m fucking you if you wish†he had offered. She shook her head, being to shy, but he held her chin and kissed her pushing his tongue between her lips. Then he guided her hand between them to her mound. She gasped when she touched his penis.
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“Please†she said. “It’s too big; I don’t want to do this. I think I want to find someone smaller – maybe a boy my own age.â€Â Tears were leaking from her eyes and her lower lip quivered but more was leaking from her pussy.
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“It’s too late for that now. You made a commitment, and I’m going to fuck you. If I have to force you it will be painful†he threatened. He pressed his chest down against her breasts making it harder for her to squirm and moved his hips back. “It will be easier if you’re aroused. Rub the end of my penis against your clitoris.â€ÂÂÂ
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She did as he commanded her and he began making very tiny thrusts sliding his cock through her hand and pressing the head against her inner lips and tiny button. That drove her wild. Her sex drive was obviously a lot stronger than her other emotions even fear, and he knew she would come around with the proper motivation. She moved her other hand down to her genitals to hold her lips open so he could get at her. She had learned a lot about how her body worked from masturbating.
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“It’s time†he said. “Move my cock down to your hole; I’m going to fuck you.â€Â
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“I’m scared†she cried. “I’m too small; I don’t think it will go in.â€Â
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“Stop crying and do as you’re told†he commanded. He felt her hips rolling upward as she pulled her knees up and spread her legs. She pushed his penis downward and he moved his hips to bring his manhood forward and between her lips and into her. As the rim of his glans pushed into her, she gasped and threw her arm around his shoulders spreading her lips open with the other hand. She had never imagined the intensity of the sensation; partly the feeling of being stretched open, partly the feeling of being rubbed just inside her vagina. He stopped an inch or so inside her and began short pumping. Each thrust only touching the hymen.
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The sensation was driving her crazy. He lifted off her, supporting himself with his left hand against the bed and grabbing her left leg with his right hand just above the knee and lifted her slightly.   She was almost there with one arm around his neck and rubbing her pussy with her fingers of the other hand. She was panting and kicking her feet.
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Young girls were always so much special because it was all so new to them. As her body started throbbing with her orgasm, he pushed his cock the rest of the way into her popping her cherry. She screamed and dug her fingers into his shoulder as she slammed her head back against the bed. The shock, mixed with the pain of having her hymen torn all in the middle of the orgasm had overwhelmed her. She wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled her ass up as far as his cock and her small vagina would allow and she froze there, not even breathing as the orgasm concluded.
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He smiled at her; “You are an incredible woman†he said lowering her to the bed as she began trying to catch her breath.ÂÂ
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He had fucked her for almost two months before he had her stretched open enough to allow himself to pump her hard enough for him to cum in her. It had been worth it. She came to him every Wednesday now and lay on her back, or got on her knees or bent over the corner of the bed for him. He had eaten her and sucked her nipples. Her grades had improved and she was taking honors classes. She had been hoping to get into the local junior college, and now her parents were planning for an Ivy League school and counting on a scholarship. She had gone out for women’s basket ball and started taking aerobics classes. He had watched her body develop and his constant sucking her had shaped her nipples. Even her tiny little clit was growing with the constant attention he gave it.ÂÂ
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She said God was blessing her for being obedient. Well, possibly, or maybe with getting her hormones under control she was able to develop the concentration needed to really excel in her situation.
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“Hello, Mrs. Barlow†he began. “What did you think of the sermon?â€Â
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“Please reverend, call me Jennifer. Now that my husband is gone, ‘Mrs.’ sounds so… so in appropriate†she requested accepting his extended hand.  “I understand so very little of religious doctrine but I did enjoy your delivery.â€Â
“Possibly you should start a program of gospel study†he suggested. “This is a time of new beginnings for you, and I would love to see you take your spiritual development seriously.â€Â
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“I have tried to read my Bible, but don’t understand what I read and I usually fall asleep†she confessed sheepishly.
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“Possibly I could help†he offered. “Maybe we could study together, at least to help get you started.â€Â
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“Thank you reverend, but I could not possibly horde your time that way†she apologized.
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“My purpose is to look after the spiritual life of the members of this church. Nothing I could do would be more important than helping you develop spiritually. I usually study on Sunday evenings, but I could be available whenever your schedule permits, I would love to help if I can.â€Â He was trying not to sound too eager, but his desire was rising to the surface. If he got an appointment with her he would excuse himself immediately, to avoid making a fool of himself.
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“Thank you reverend and tonight would be as good a time as any. Do you want me to come to the church?†she asked.
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“I actually have a call on the east side of town this afternoon. I could come by your place say about eight and we could start our program.â€Â He said smiling.
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She thanked him; they always thanked him. If she only knew what he was going to do to her? He felt a hand on his shoulder and turned to see Bob Ulrich with his hand out. “I really enjoyed your sermon this morning†he said. “I wonder if I my wife and I might have a bit of your time this afternoon. We are having difficulties, and we thought we should speak to you. Marital problems and we think some spiritual guidance might help.â€Â
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“Certainly Bob; come by the parsonage this afternoon, say one thirty?†reverend Spillbacks answered as he slapped the man on the shoulder. He was not certain what that was all about, but usually if it was a man and his wife wanted to talk to him it was something he was very interested in, especially considering his interest in the wife who was a small dark hair woman who was very easy to look at.
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By the time the coffee talk was over, and the congregation had finally filed out of the church, it was nearly one o’clock. He usually masturbated after everyone finally left, but decided not to just in case things went well with Jennifer that evening. When he had first arrived in this sleepy little Midwest town, and did not know anyone he had jacked off twice a day, usually everyday, however, now that he had half a dozen of the women opening for him regularly, and several others opening up occasionally he had almost completely given that up. Except Sundays; Sunday had been his day to be alone, but not today. The thought of Jennifer gave him a warm sensation in his groin as he felt his penis begin to respond.
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He was just finishing a light lunch when he heard a knock at the door. Mrs. Ulrich was a small woman, barely five feet and probably not one hundred pounds. Her husband was almost six feet and maybe two twenty-five or two fifty. He invited them into his study and could not help smile at the thought of the big man fucking the little woman. She would be completely helpless under him and probably would have a difficult time with the size of his penis.
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“I’ve just made some tea†the reverend said filling small Chinese cups for the couple. If there was one characteristic of the people in this small town that exceeded their gullibility, it was their politeness. They would drink the tea he offered whether they wanted it or not. He knew it tasted terrible, but they would say nothing, and swallow it even if they had to hold their noses to do so. It had begun as tea, but he had laced it with testosterone, ground up Viagra and concentrated ginseng root. In fifteen minutes, they would both be randy as hell, and Mr. Ulrich would have a hard on that could be used as a crow bar to pry her open if he had to. He doubted that would be necessary as the testosterone and ginseng worked on women as well. His experience and personal philosophy stated that almost all marital problems could be solved with a good fucking and this little cocktail could usually do the trick.
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Seated side by side on the couch in front of him, they began with a short prayer. Barely waiting for the echo of Amen to die out, the wife began explaining that her husband was not satisfying her. He was having a difficult time getting hard, and when he did make love to her he seldom lasted long enough for her to cum. The husband sat mortified beside her staring at his shoes as she went on. Clearly her size was not an indication of her influence in the relationship, and her dominance was humiliating to her husband. She went on and on explaining how he had trouble staying hard and how he never seemed to initiate things and she always had to tell him what to do.
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“Excuse me†Spillbacks interrupted turning to the big man. “How do you feel about all this?â€Â
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“Well, she’s right†he mumbled looking down at his hands. “I guess I’m just getting old.â€Â
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“I’ve made him take Viagra†his wife interrupted. “I took him to see Doctor Kendal personally, and I watched him swallow the pills, but it didn’t help much. We’ve been married for five years, and if he can’t do better than this, I just don’t know if I can stay with this. I think maybe he’s gay or ….†She paused swallowing hard as tears overflowed down her eyes. “Or, he’s having an affair.â€Â
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Spillbacks held up his hand to silence her, and addressed her husband. “Possibly I should speak to each of you individually first†he said. “Mr. Ulrich would you wait in the outer room?†he said as he rose and opened the door. He had not wanted the wife to have a chance to offer any objection, and it had worked. The big man was walking out the door before she got her mouth open to object.
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“Mrs. Ulrich, do you love your husband?†the reverend asked.
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“’Do I love him?’ What kind of a question is that; if you had any idea how much I do for that man…†she was waving her arms wildly to make her point. Spillbacks move to her side on the couch, and gently pressed the tips of his fingers to her lips to silence her.
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“I didn’t ask what you did for him†he began quietly, “I asked how you feel about him. Do you feel love for him – do you care about his immortal soul.â€Â
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The words had hit their mark and transformed her. She was staring at her hands fidgeting with her ring. “I do love him reverend. It’s why I could never leave him, but I just don’t think I can live without intimacy. I guess I’m not a very good Christian woman, but I need it.â€Â Tears were filling her eyes. “I’m sorry†she continued, “but I need it.â€Â
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“Mrs. Ulrich, he needs it too. Probably more than you do.â€Â The reverends voice was soft and they could hear the big man pacing in the hall. “You’re a very beautiful woman. If he sticks his cock into that beautiful body of yours, and doesn’t stay hard, there is something really wrong, and no mater how unsatisfying it is for you, I assure you it is worse for him. It shouldn’t be; I can’t imagine how mounting you could be anything other than absolute bliss. He is not enjoying sex, and until he does, we have nowhere to go.â€Â
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Her face had turned bright red, but she was squirming on the couch, embarrassment mixed with arousal. He put his arm around her and stroked her shoulder. “How much are you willing to do to save your marriage?†he asked.
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“I’ll do anything, reverend; I have always been the one who has given. You have no idea…â€Â He pressed his fingers to her lips again to silence her. She looked down embarrassed, but began to realize what the reverend wanted her to change.
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“For the next six months, I want you to stop initiating sex†he said.
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“If I don’t initiate…†she began, but again he silenced her gently.
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“If he wants to save your marriage, he will initiate. He’s going to fuck you, whenever he wants, wherever he wants and for as long or short as he wants. You’re going to let him put you into whatever position he wants, and you’re going to be quiet while he fucks you. You can moan, you can grunt, and you can scream, but you’re not to say a word of complaint, while he’s doing you.â€Â He was being intentionally crude, and it had the desired effect. Her mouth opened, her face reddened and a look of shock filled her eyes, but he also noticed her knees were moving like butterfly wings. “Most of all, you are to tell him you like it, and you are to be obedient to whatever he wants.â€Â
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“Reverend, that will take all the romance out of our relationship. Love making will become animal lust.â€Â She said it as a complaint, but the way the words came out they indicated that she was less disgusted than she had intended. The animal lust was calling to her.
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“You can have romance at dinner. You can love each other as you go for walks, or watch the sunset. You can love each other when you fall asleep in each others arms. When he fucks you, you are going to be his ‘bitch’†Spillbacks told her. Shock mixed with horror was on her face. “For the next six months we are going to encourage him enjoy you. You are never going to refuse. Every time you refuse, we are going to extend the duration by two months. If you don’t figure out how to be obedient quickly, you are going to be a sex slave for a long time.â€Â
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“I couldn’t possibly enjoy love making like… that†she was adamant, but her voice betrayed her.
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“If you want him to act like a man, the first thing we have to do is making certain he ‘enjoys’ it.â€Â Spillbacks paused but continued before she could interrupt. “I only have one question – do you want to save your marriage?â€Â
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The question silenced her protests. The crudeness of what he had said shocked her, but she loved her husband and the fear of loosing him was stronger. “This is tough love. I know that†he said. “I want to talk to you husband now. I want you to wait in the living room. While you are waiting, I want you to take off your bra and panties so you are naked under your dress.â€Â He stood up opened the door and called to her husband before she could protest.
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“Please, Mr. Ulrich, have a seat.â€Â The reverend motioned him to the couch as he continued to look after his wife, and then the closed door after she left. The expression on his face showed his concern for her. She had been shaken by what the minister had said, and now it was his turn. “Do you love your wife?†Spillbacks asked.
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“Yes reverend, very much†the big man replied.
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“Have you been having an affair?†the minister continued the interrogation.
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“No sir, I have never done anything like that, I swear†the man said defensively.
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“I am sure you haven’t†the minister assured him. “However, your wife has the misinformed notion, that a man has limited sexual energy and if he is not fucking her, it is because he is fucking someone else. As a result, I think your wife suspects you have a mistress. This is ridicules as libido doesn’t work that way. Low enthusiasm for sex comes from boredom, not exhaustion. Usually if a man or woman for that matter has an extramarital affair, it increases the interest in sex, and intimacy with their partner increases. In your situation it might be better if you had some extramarital activity.â€Â
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“Reverend, that would be sinful†Ulrich was shocked.
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“Sin is taken much too seriously†the reverend replied. “Sins are forgiven everyday, but if you marriage fails it will be far more serious, and your marriage is in trouble. Your wife is entitled to sex, and lots of it. You promised to fuck her when you married her and sex is necessary for her health both physically and mentally, and you have not been providing it. If you want to keep your marriage, you had better do something to change that.â€Â
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“Well… well, reverend, the mood…â€Â Ulrich was struggling to get the words out; embarrassment mixed with astonishment had tied a knot in his tongue.
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“She’s a beautiful woman, she is in good shape, and you should be fucking her at least twice a week. I don’t care about your mood, I don’t care if you want to or not. I don’t even care if she wants to and neither should you. You open her legs and shove your meat into her and keep it there until you have filled her. What do you think your marriage commitment was all about? You don’t start fucking her regularly, or she’ll be looking to get her pussy serviced somewhere else, and I won’t blame her.â€Â The reverend was stern leaving no room for argument. “What’s the matter, don’t you think her tits are big enough or something?â€Â
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“Ahh….Ah no, her tits… I mean breasts are fine.â€Â Mr. Ulrich was flustered by the directness and possibly by the obvious erection he was developing. The tea had had the desired effect, but both of them would think it was the counseling session and the erotic subject that had turned them on.
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“Good,†he said standing to open the door to invite the wife to return. She was hastily stuffing something into her purse. As she walked, he could see she had removed her bra as her breasts were swinging freely with her steps. He wondered if she had guessed what was coming. As she passed him in the doorway he could smell she was ready.
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“For the next six months†he began speaking to Mrs. Ulrich. “Bob is going to screw you at least twice a week. He’s going to tell you when he wants to fuck and you are going to submit completely. You are going to do whatever you are told. This is a new church law. You are going to meet with me each Sunday afternoon and you are going to report if he has fulfilled his obligations.â€Â Mr. Ulrich had become timid in his wife presence, and was embarrassed by the bulge in his pants. “You are going to submit to him whenever he wants it and do exactly as you are told†he said directing his comments to the woman. At first Mr. Ulrich was mortified, but he became bolder when he saw his wife silently nodding obediently. “I’ll bet she’s a good fuck, isn’t she. Does she squirm when you take her or does she just lay there and let you pump?†the reverend asked Mr. Ulrich.
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“Well… well, she usually kind of… well you know.†The big man smiled out of embarrassment and could not put words together not certain if he was supposed to answer or not he looked at his wife for instructions, but found her looking at the floor with her hands folded in her lap.
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The minister picked up a pillow and laid it on the corner of the big table in the room. “Come over here Mrs. Ulrich†he commanded. She stood timidly and walked over to where he indicated. He positioned her with the rounded corner of the table against her pussy and told her to bend over. She looked at him shock and defiance on her face, but before she could object he put a hand on the back of her neck and pushed her causing her to fall forward onto the pillow, her feet lifting off the floor. She began to protest, but the minister bent over and whispered “Not one word or it will be eight months.â€Â
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Mr. Ulrich stepped forward partially thinking to rescue his wife, but not at all certain how or from what, and she wasn’t complaining, the reverend wasn’t actually hurting her and he had no idea why the reverend had done that.
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With his free hand, the minister pulled her dress up over her hips, exposing her to her husband. Mr. Ulrich’s mouth fell open and he stared at his naked wife’s bottom. “What a hick†Spillbacks thought. “I’ll bet he’s never even seen a naked pussy before. He probably only fucks in the dark with his eyes closed.â€Â
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The reverend reached out and grabbed Mr. Ulrich’s pants by the waist band and pulled him closer working the button free as he did so. “Take out your penis and fuck her†the minister commanded. Ulrich did not know what to do – his common sense said he should get his wife out of there, but lust, embarrassment and confusion had left him completely confused as he pulled his pants down and approached the wet waiting pussy.ÂÂ
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“Tell her to spread her leg†the minister commanded. Mrs. Ulrich did not wait to hear from her husband but moved her thighs open pulling her knees under the table fearing minister would force her if she did not cooperate. In his state of confusion and arousal, Mr. Ulrich took this as a sign of desire.
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She moaned as he went in. “She likes it†he thought as he began pumping. Once inside her all thoughts of rescuing her were gone. She was the obedient little woman he had fantasized about since he was twelve. Spillbacks released her neck and she tried to push herself up, but her husband forced her back down holding her still while he rubbed his cock in her soft wet hole. His breathing was coming hard and fast and he felt the excitement all down his back and legs as he began fucking her harder, slamming into her with each thrust of his hips.
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It took only a few minutes before he was finished and began filling her hole. With the orgasm came a return to reality and embarrassment. Ulrich pulled out of his wife and turned his back to do up his pants while the minister helped her to couch to lie down. Guilt at having enjoyed himself in a woman was burning holes in the pleasure he had enjoyed.
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Reverend Spillbacks put his arm around the big man’s shoulder. “You did well my son. That’s exactly what God, the church, your wife and I all expect of you, don’t let us down.â€Â The big man nodded. The minister’s words taking the sting of what he had just done to the woman he loved. “Do you really love her?†the minister asked.ÂÂ
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Mr. Ulrich nodded.
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“You liked it didn’t you?†Spillbacks continued.
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Again the husband nodded.
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“God gave you those feelings so you would service his daughters. The Bible says it is a joy to be in the service of your God. The devil gives you this guilt. You must put it away†the minister said sternly.
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Again the big man nodded.
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“Go home now†the minister said. “Your wife needs to rest and clean up and I want to have a word with her. I have to go to Homer this evening and I will drop her by your place on the way.â€Â
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Again the husband nodded as he walked through the door the minister held open for him, glad for the opportunity to get away from the situation and the woman he had just fucked without having to look at her and be reminded that it was his wife.
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“How are you feeling†he asked as walked to the couch where the woman lay curled in a fetal position. She turned to look at him; tears ran down her cheeks from the humiliation of being fucked in front of him, but the look in her eyes told a different story. The drugs in the tea, and the ten minutes of fucking had left her in desperate need of serious sex.ÂÂ
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The minister was very tempted to pull out his cock and finish her there on the couch, but he had a different plan for her. He was not certain how she would respond to being fucked and violating her marriage vows even though he was positive she would not refuse him now, he could not be certain how she would react tomorrow. Women were funny that way.                              ÂÂ
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There were dozens of ways to fuck a woman, only a couple of which violated the marriage covenant. He slid his hand down the inside of her thigh and gently rubbed the edge of her lips.
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“No†she whispered between the quiet sobs, but he ignored her, turning her onto her back. He slowly moved around her labia as she opened her legs for him. Her breathing quickened and soft moans escaped her throat. It would be so easy to make her climax, but he wanted it to last.
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She slid a hand along her stomach to rub her breast, lifting her dress as she went. With his free hand he pulled the dress up exposing the rest of her chest. His lips engulfed her nipple as he pushed his fingers up her cunt and his thumb uncovered her clit. She was screaming now, thrusting her hips trying to force his fingers to touch her G spot. He rubbed her, teased her, and tormented her until she was screaming.
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Her legs clamped shut, crushing his hand inside her. She lifted her shoulders off the sofa, with her chin forced against her chest and her knees pulled up to the back of his head as he sucked at her breast. He wrapped his arm around her shoulders and held her as she trembled. The orgasm was washing over her and she could not stop it.
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He had met his objectives with her. Her husband would fuck her hard and leave her horny and half finished. She would come to him, and he would pet her and eat her and play with her. He had a vibrator her would put in her and after a week or two, he would take her into the bedroom and put his cock in her. By then she would be so addicted to him she would not object, and would never make trouble for him.
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He left her sleep on the couch for an hour or so after her orgasm, and then led her to the bathroom where she could shower and clean up. With luck her husband would use her again that night of tomorrow before the drugs completely wore off. Her experience with him would definitely compare favorably.
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Just before they left, he knelt in prayer with her. He had been ready with a list of scriptural arguments to showed how what he had done to her was completely within the bounds of the law and it was her right as a daughter of God to enjoy what he had given her. He could convince the Sister Teresa herself that God wanted her to spread her legs; these hicks were barely a challenge. None of it had been necessary with Mrs. Ulrich. She was a devote woman who would remain so unless it interfered with her sexual needs. She would be just fine.
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“Take this†he told her handing her a small bottle of water based lubricant. “A couple drops on your lips before he mounts will make it a lot more comfortable.â€Â He paused and looked into her eyes. “I know this is going to be hard for you, but your husband needs to learn to enjoy fucking you or he will give up on you all together.â€Â
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She nodded and kissed him. “Call me†the minister admonished. “Anytime, day or night, and I will meet with you. We will get through this together.â€Â
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The drive to the farm was very pleasant. Mrs. Ulrich sat close to him and held his arm resting her head on his shoulder. “I love my husband†she said, “but I will need your help if I am going to save my marriage.â€Â
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He turned is head and kissed the top of her head before they rounded the corner and became visible form the farm yard.
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“Thank you for seeing me Mrs.…. Jennifer†he corrected himself in response to her expression as she took his coat and led him into the living room.
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“Were should we begin?†she asked.
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“Let’s begin with a prayer†he suggested as he knelt down on the floor. “Would you pray for us?†he asked as she followed him to her knees. He opened his eyes as she began to pray and stared at her. After the afternoon session with Sally Kendal, he was extremely randy, and looking at her aroused him even more. She was in her late thirties, but had never been pregnant and was still in good shape. Her husband had been much older than her and had had heart trouble for years before he died. He doubted she had been used very hard in years if ever. He stared at her with her head bowed and eyes closed. The arch of her back, the round hips, and the breasts all fit together well. If things went well, he would be inside her in another hour or so and the thought caused his penis to engorge.
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“Let’s turn to Genesis chapter 38, start with verse 6†he suggested as he opened his bible and handed it to her indicating the passage he wanted her to read.
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Judah got a wife for Er, his firstborn, and her name was Tamar. 7 But Er, Judah's firstborn, was wicked in the LORD's sight; so the LORD put him to death.
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“Please explain to me what happened here in your own words†he commanded.
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“Well, Judah got a wife for his eldest son Er but he was wicked, and God killed him†she answered.
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“What do you think it means ‘wicked in the LORD's sight’?†the reverend asked.
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“I don’t know, I suppose he commit sins†she answered.
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“He had been who he was for his whole life†the reverend replied, “but he gets married, and then he is so evil that God kills him. Why all of a sudden now does he get put to death? I think his sins must be related to the way he treated his wife, don’t you think.â€Â
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Her face brightened into a smile, as the understanding dawned on her. “Do you think he hit her, or maybe he cheated on her?†she asked.
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“Actually, the bible is full of instances of when men disciplined their wives, and it was not considered sinful. I think it must have been something other than violence. The men of the bible had many wives, and slaves that they used regularly. Adultery, is a sin, but I think a minor one, and so I suspect it must have been something else.†the reverend corrected her. “Please read the next couple verses.â€Â
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She looked at him with respect and awe. He understood so much, and more important, he was helping her to understand so much more than she ever had.
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Then Judah said to Onan, "Lie with your brother's wife and fulfill your duty to her as a brother-in-law to produce offspring for your brother." 9 But Onan knew that the offspring would not be his; so whenever he lay with his brother's wife, he spilled his semen on the ground to keep from producing offspring for his brother. 10 What he did was wicked in the LORD's sight; so he put him to death also.Judah then said to his daughter-in-law Tamar, "Live as a widow in your father's house until my son Shelah grows up." For he thought, "He may die too, just like his brothers." So Tamar went to live in her father's house.
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Understanding dawned in her eyes. “Her husband had not made love to her – at least not properly†she said.
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“Exactly right†Spillbacks responded. “I don’t think they were married very long. I think her husband didn’t want her to get pregnant, as he wanted to use her for a while before he knocked her up, so he practiced birth control. She was probably a beautiful young woman. He pulled out of her before he came. What other methods could her husband have used?â€Â
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“Maybe abstinence†she ventured.
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“Yes†Spillbacks replied. “God expects women to be serviced, either by their husbands, or if not husbands, He selects other men to service them. It says here Onan spilled his semen on the ground. He probably pumped her until he was nearly ready to cum, then he pulled out of her to ejaculate. Possibly he made her suck him off to finish. Or, of course, he may have sodomized her. Why do you think he did that? Why do you think he didn’t want to breed Tamar?â€Â
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“I don’t know†she said. She was shocked by the frank sexual discussion, but the reverend had talked plainly to her and she did not want to appear as a child so she did not show her reaction. She was also becoming aroused, though she would not admit it to even herself.
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“Most books explain that it was customary for the first born to receive the inheritance. With his older brother dead with not children, he was in line to get the lion’s share of the family wealth. If Tamar had a son he would loose out. I think differently. I think he knew he would have to keep fucking her until it took. Her son would inherit and there was nothing he could do about that. I think it was much simpler – I think she was a beautiful woman and he wanted to enjoy her for a few months or maybe even a year before he was done with her†the reverend explained.
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She nodded without saying anything. The word ‘fucking’ coming from his lips had shocked her, but she tried not to let it show. It also aroused her and she unconsciously opened her legs a little. With this Spillbacks caught the first whiff of her pussy, and knew he was making real progress with her.   He had thought he would not get her on their first session, but he now revised his expectations upward.
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“In this age we get concerned about sex as a sin. I think we are wrong there. A careful study of the scriptures shows that the real sin is leaving a woman empty. In the next few verses, we find that Judah himself, her father in-law, fucked her, and this is proclaimed to be what God expected.â€Â The reverend went on as she hung on every word. He laid his hand on he knee just below the hem of her dress and applied a slight pressure causing her to open her legs a little. “How long has it been since you have had intercourse?†he asked.
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Her face reddened with embarrassment. “My husband was very ill†she said. “He had a difficult time for the last year so.â€Â
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“Have you been masturbating?†he asked.
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She hung her head and silence; not able to meet his eyes. “I can’t help it†she cried. “I try to be good, but I can get so… so…. You know horny.â€Â
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“How do you think Tamar was fucked?†he asked.
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“I don’t know†she replied. “I assumed they would use the missionary position.â€Â
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“I think she was entered from behind†he told her. “These men were farmers and herdsmen. They worked with sheep and goats, horses and other animals. They held the mares and pulled their tails to the side so the stallions could mount them. They watched the male animals shove their penises into the animals almost every day. I think they went back to their women and ordered them to get on their knees. Back then the women obeyed, or they were forced.â€Â
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By the time he finished she was breathing heavily through her mouth. He slid his hand up her leg along her inner thigh. She slid forward on the couch causing her skirt to slide up her legs and spread them.
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He looked into her eyes. “Are you an obedient servant?†he asked. She nodded closing her mouth to swallow. “I think it is so important to for you to understand what Tamar was feeling and what happened to her. There is much to learn in this scripture. What do you think Tamar felt while she waited for Onan to come fuck her?â€Â
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“I think she was afraid†Jennifer replied.
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“I agree†the reverend said. “Her husband had been a wicked man. She almost certainly had been a virgin the first time Er used her, and she would not have expected his brother to be gentler. She certainly was not expecting foreplay. She was a religious woman and probably was praying on her knees waiting for him when he came to her. Possibly Onan brought another woman, a slave girl, with him to hold her down if she struggled.â€Â
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Reverend Spillbacks stood up and extended his hand to help her rise. He led her down the hall to the bed room and swung the door open for her. She walked through the door into the room.
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“What do you think she wore while she waited to be bred?†he asked. She stared at him. His presence was over powering. “I will give you a few minutes to get ready. Think about what she prayed for and what she was feeling as she waited to be penetrated.â€Â
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She walked into the room and felt the door close behind her. She didn’t know what to do; her minister wanted to fuck her. The thought made her vagina tighten and she unbuttoned her blouse and took off her bra. Her mind was questioning what she was doing as she unzipped the tight skirt and pulled it and her panties down to her ankles. In smooth motion she stepped out of her shoes and the rest of her clothes. With a bare foot she kicked her clothes into the corner. Her mind was screaming this was wrong, but knelt at the corner of the bed with her ass pointing toward the door. She folded her hands between her breasts and closed her eyes. Light flooded into the room from the hall as the door swung open.
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He stepped into the room and saw her kneeling in front of him. He was naked. He approached and knelt behind her, his hands sliding around her covering her nipples. He closed his eyes and pressed his cock against the crack in her ass. She was about to protest, her training about morality forcing its way through the fog his words and the lust had created.
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“Pray as I tell you†he said. “Dear Lord.†He waited for her to repeat his words. Ever since she was a little girl, she had closed her eyes whenever a prayer was said and turned her entire attention to the prayer. All thoughts of protest were drowned by her training.  The words came to her lips.
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“Dear Lord†she repeated.
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“Help me be an obedient woman†Spillbacks continued. He took her hand and guided it around her hip between their bodies and wrapped her finger around his penis. She gasped. He was a lot bigger than her husband and he was rock hard. She lifted her hips sliding forward onto the bed and bent the penis down to position the head at the mouth of her tunnel.
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“Help me be an obedient woman†she continued.
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“Wet my hole, and help me to receive this blessing†the reverend continued as he pushed the tip of his cock into her and pulled her hand away.
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“Wet my hole, and help me to receive this blessing†the crudeness offended her, but she had just asked to be made obedient. Tears were filling her eyes and her voice choked up as her voice whispered the words. She wanted to run away, but his hands held her and she knew her chance to leave was past.
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“Amen†he finished placing his hand on the small of her back and forcing her forward and down against the bed. She turned her head to one side to lay her cheek against the mattress and arch her back. She spread her legs around the corner of the bed and whispered the final word knowing what was to follow.
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“Amen†she whispered. The word was cut short by a groan as the entire length of his cock was forced into her cunt and he began hard pumping her. Each thrust brought a grunt as her body was forced forward on the bed despite his hand on her back and the other squeezing her breast attempting to hold her still while he fucked her. Each thrust slammed his hips into her ass cheeks. He was pumping her too hard and too fast for her to enjoy the experience. She could do nothing but grip the bed and wait while he used her.
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Spillbacks had planned to be gentle with her; coax her into bed and give her a long slow gentle fucking where she would come over and over again. He had planned to give her a good time that she would want more and more of, but the excitement of the afternoon, and the ease with which she had submitted had changed his mind. She was his bitch and he was going to enjoy her. He had lost all interest in what she wanted. This was risky. He was almost certain she would continue to cooperate and let him continue to dominate her, but he could not be positive like he was when he made the women cum. He would have to make certain she was his.
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It had only been ten or fifteen minutes before he could no longer control the need to release. Just as he started to cum, he pulled the entire length of his cock out of her and holding his penis with one hand pressed the tip of his cock against her asshole. Not hard enough to enter her, but enough so she would feel it. The shudders went through him as he stroked his cock. The sweet release came and he collapsed against her back ejaculating load after load of semen from his cock. Most of it squirted out into her ass crack and ran down her legs onto the carpet, but from the shock that he felt go through her body, he figured he must have gotten some of it inside her rectum. Finished, he stood up and left the room.
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In the hallway he picked up his clothes and went to the living room where he waited until he heard the shower. She was cleaning up. “God that was a good fuck†he whispered to himself. “What a sweet little whore.â€Â He pulled on his under-ware, and folded the rest of his clothes before returning to the bedroom. He turned the bed down and sat in the dark waiting for her to come out of the bathroom.
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The bathroom door opened and she stepped out naked, rubbing the towel under her breasts to dry her body. Her eyes were blind to the darkness and she did not see him approach her. She screamed from fright and shock when she felt his hand on her shoulder.
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“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to startle you†he said in a quiet voice as he brushed he hair from her face.
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“I’m ok†she said trying to move the towel up to cover her breasts. “I thought you had gone.â€Â
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“I wanted you to truly understand the scripture. I feel the spirit telling me this is very important for you.â€Â He gently took the towel from her and led her to the bed. “Do you understand what Tamar felt?†he asked as they sat on the bed together his arm around her shoulder. He reached over to the night stand beside the bed, turned on the light, and handed her the open Bible. “Read the passage I have marked.â€Â
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When Tamar was told, "Your father-in-law is on his way to Timnah to shear his sheep," 14 she took off her widow's clothes, covered herself with a veil to disguise herself, and then sat down at the entrance to Enaim, which is on the road to Timnah. For she saw that, though Shelah had now grown up, she had not been given to him as his wife. 15 When Judah saw her, he thought she was a prostitute, for she had covered her face. 16 Not realizing that she was his daughter-in-law, he went over to her by the roadside and said, "Come now, let me sleep with you." "And what will you give me to sleep with you?" she asked. 17 "I'll send you a young goat from my flock," he said. "Will you give me something as a pledge until you send it?" she asked. 18 He said, "What pledge should I give you?" "Your seal and its cord, and the staff in your hand," she answered. So he gave them to her and slept with her, and she became pregnant by him. 19 After she left, she took off her veil and put on her widow's clothes again.
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“She was quite a woman wasn’t she?†he said when she finished the passage. “She knew what God expected of her. Judah and his sons were prophets, the men of God and she knew she was supposed to submit her body to them. They weren’t very nice to her, but still she was obedient.â€Â
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“I think I understand†she said as he took her shoulders and laid her back onto the bed. He bent over her and kissed her; gently at first then with more passion. He could sense the arousal building in her as he moved to her neck and then down to her shoulders. He began massaging her breasts. Not hard and rough as he had done earlier, but gently teasing her delicate nipples into erection. She spread her legs as his lips moved to suck her breast, and his finger moved to her pussy.
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Within minutes, she was wet and ready and moved down to eat her and fuck her with his tongue. She would have come a dozen times, if he had let her but each time she came to the edge, he would back away, or change focus. He worked on her until she was screaming and thrashing around on the bed like a beached fish. By the time he took out his cock and pulled her on top of him she was desperate to get it inside of her. She grabbed it in her right hand and positioned it to the mouth of her cunt. Steadying herself with her left hand against his shoulder, she thrust her ass down against him taking the full penis into her pussy.ÂÂ
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She sawed up and down on the full length of his cock violently until she could hold back the flood no longer. “Ohhh God…. Oh God†she screamed. The orgasm erupted in her and she dug her finger nails into his shoulders and then she collapsed onto him.ÂÂ
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Suddenly the room was deathly silent. Spillbacks could hear her heart hammering in her chest. Her breathing was deep and slow. She stretched out her legs and collapsed completely on top of him.
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“We have sinned, haven’t we reverend†she said finally.
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“Don’t be ridiculous†he replied. “God made your body and he made mine and He gave us the capability to feel sexual pleasure. He expects us to use it. In most things He gave us complete free will; however regarding sex He gave all men and women unending and often overpowering desire. Use you head girl, do you think He is displeased with us?   Examine how you feel right now and tell me you thing we have sinned.â€Â
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“But what about the commandments in the Bible?†she asked.
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“You need to study the Bible more†he said. “The Puritanical concepts about sex don’t come from the Bible; they come for a group of religious perverts who probably never really read the Bible, or if they did they lied about what it said.â€Â He took a deep breath to calm himself. Ever since seminary when he had actually studied the word of God, the actual Bible, and not what other people said it said, this had been an emotional issue for him, but he knew he was not going to explain the truths that he had studied over the past eight years before she feel asleep. “The Bible says many things that people could argue about. For every passage that tells us to abstain, there are probably half a dozen that tell us that we should not abstain. Look at the lives of the prophets; the people who God directed daily. God commanded them to have many wives and concubines. Why do you suppose He did that?â€Â
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“I don’t know†she said.
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“Do you thing God commanded these great men to take these women and then they didn’t fuck them?†he asked. “Gee God, these women are really pretty and all, but I don’t think I should touch them, because I don’t want to fornicate.â€Â
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She giggled. “Alright, you’re the expert†she said, “Why?â€Â
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“The first commandment God gave to people was to engage in sex.â€Â His voice was quiet, almost reverent for the profound truth that nearly gotten him expelled from the seminary. “God expects it of us. In Biblical times, women were not always treated very well. They were bought and sold and used like property. Often abused and killed when they were no longer of value to their owner. I don’t think God likes this. I think God expects both men and women to have satisfying sexual experiences. I think that’s more important than just about anything else. When circumstances put women in a position of being unable to achieve sexual fulfillment and God finds an honorable man, a man with a good heart, He often gives him added responsibility. Solomon, the wisest man that ever lived, and probably the greatest lover and poet as well had seven hundred wives and three hundred concubines – that’s women that he fucked regularly, but never married.â€Â
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“What about a woman having more than one man†she asked. “What does God think of this?â€Â
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“Oh, that happens all the time; Tamar, that we read about, for example. Or, even Mary, who was the mother of Jesus, the son of God, and then married Joseph who took care of her for the rest of her life because I suppose God was preoccupied.â€Â He was preaching again. “From all my study, I don’t think God ever intended for people to be monogamous. I think he intended that we should take care of each other; physically, emotionally and sexually.â€Â
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She wrapped her arms around him and fell asleep on his shoulder. He held her for nearly an hour before sliding out of bed and making his way home.
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Epilog
Bob Ulrich watched his wife climb the stairs carrying a load of clean clothes from the laundry room in the basement. He watched her ass move as she walked and could not stop thinking about what he had seen of her that afternoon. For the last few hours he had been rehearsing in his mind. The reverend had said it was his responsibility to service her and more than just responsibility, he wanted to fuck her. Not make love to her; not wait on her willingness and certainly not beg her, but fuck her. Fuck her like he had that afternoon.
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He got off the couch and followed her up the stairs, taking the heavy basket from her as he caught up.
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“Thank you†she said cheerfully. She had been quiet all evening since the minister had dropped her off. Bob had thought it was because of what he had done to her. He had been wrong; in her entire life she had never cum the way she had when Ulrich had touched her. Technically, it had not been a adultery; technically, it had not really different from her annual visits with the gynecologists, but it had been different. Most of all, she wanted more.
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“Go to the bedroom and get yourself ready†her husband commanded. He had had a hard time getting out the words. He had wanted to sound forceful and dominate. For him the most sexually exciting thing of the afternoon had been when she had tried to straighten up and he had forced her head back down while he was fucking her. He wanted that feeling again, but he had choked on the words. He almost followed the order with an apology.
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The smile disappeared from her face, and she looked at the floor as she walked to the bed room. Bob Ulrich looked after her. He had not been certain what she would do. He had not thought he had sounded very manly, but she had gone to the bedroom as he had told her too. She was in there stripping right now. Well, maybe she wasn’t used to having him order her around, but he was a man and he had a right take her. He set the basket on the folding table, and went after her.
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When he opened the bedroom door she was just pulling her panties down.  She lay down and moved to the center of the bed and spread her legs. She was still wearing her blouse and he toyed with telling her to take it off, but seeing her bush he decided he didn’t want to wait. He crawled up on the bed between her knees, and undid his belt. His penis was hard and he reached through the hole in his underwear to take it out and stretched out on top of her. He guided his cock up to her hole and shoved it into her. She was slick and slippery; she wanted it. She was ready to fuck. She must be getting off on this dominate approach of his.
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His body completely covered her. His full belly pressed down on her stomach making it hard for her to breath and impossible for her to move. He was moving his hips and pumping her. The top of her head was just under his chin. He grunted with every thrust as he fucked her.
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She lay under him with her legs up and open, barely able to get them around his over sized waist. He was sweaty and his arm pits smelled. If it had gone on for very long, she would have been sick, but it didn’t last very long. It was over in minutes and she had seamen in her pussy. He rolled off her and pulled his pants up and went back down stairs to watch television.
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She lay on the bed waiting while his sweat dried on her body and the seamen drained out of her pussy. Tears leaked out of her eyes. She wanted her marriage to work, and she loved that big lug, she didn’t even mind him fucking her. Actually, if it made him happy, she didn’t mind at all, but the thought that that was the only sex she would have for the rest of her life she just couldn’t bear it. She took a shower and picked up the phone.
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While driving back to the church, his cell phone rang. “Hello†Spillbacks answered. “God is so proud of you, why don’t you come in to see me tomorrow morning. I understand your frustration, I think if we pray about this it will be able to find an answer.â€Â
The end of some things and the beginning of others.
Mum's intervention stopped me getting the end of the customers tale, what a bummer! Still aunt will tell Ginny and me she said. I hope so. Could be a busy year for sex this new one. Den got leave for xmas, that limited my chances with Ginny, I was well miffed over that because he was supposed to be on duty but he wangled it somehow 'the bastard' I had big plans of giving her a continual juicy xmas present, being I was staying over for xmas and knowing she would get jarred up. I had planned to fuck her sensless and try to get it in her ass. I also wondered how loose her cunt would be now she'd had her sprog (Baby)
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a girl incidentally the spitting image of Ginny so no suspicions were raised, bet grandad was relieved.
Just prior to christmas I got unlucky and lucky, if you can do that. I'd appeared on cue at the weekend fully intending to get my aunt horny with the sexy happenings I had seen with Ben, remember. So Ginny had gone to visit relatives in Devon to show off the new sprog and took Ross with her. Aunt eyed me as I sat down in my usual place smirked and moved her bum in the seat so she was showing a bit more of her middles than usual. She said "there you are" I know that's what you're after you randy little sod,I 'spose the next thing you'll get a hardon" I said "yes, but I thought I could help you by doing an uncle chat" "Thats novel" she said "Go on then,but it'll have to be good if you're trying to get my knickers wet" That made me blush and I started to wonder whether 'I'd bit off more than I could chew' after all I'd never told a story before. I then thought 'Oh shit,here goes anyway'
I then related the tale about the girl on the hill. Her knickers started to show some damp spots and aunt chimed in asking me to relate again the part about her tiny pussy and how his enormous cock forced it open,she also got me to re-run the other kid shooting his spunk over her tits. Not a pun, but my aunt was lapping it up. I then gave her the one about the pro having the broom handle, as I detailed the money to inch insertion she chipped in "I know what the feels like" My cock jerked to this as my minds eye had visions of a broom handle going up my aunts twat. Fucking hell! She clocked my cock and said "that gave you a twinge did it?" I nodded a yes as she moved a bit, this must have moved her pussy because a visible portion of juice come through her knickers and glistened on the silk surface till she put her hand down and smoothed it off. She said "Little sod you've got your poor aunt all sticky down there now" "That's naughty" I giggled at that.
I was digesting if she was going to fuck me in the cellar or bent over the two chairs. I dearly hoped it would be the chairs. 'Bollocks, someone's at the door' after all that effort! It was uncle, rotten luck that, he came in said hello, then started to tell aunty his woe's. Not good as it turned out, the 'bit on the side had been a disaster' so still horny as hell I went to the cellar for a wank, her wet knickers had done for me anyway. having shot my juice on the 'good old wall' I went to my spyhole to see how aunt was handling uncle. He said "I'm gasping for it" then, "How longs it been for you, I haven't had any for three months this place I'm at is in the middle of nowhere" Aunt lied "oh! it must be all of six months, I get it when I can" Sharp as a razor, 'eh! Six months?" I thought, that's a big mistake for you aunty, but not for me and uncle.
Remembering I'd started her engine with the tales, I reckoned uncle could get lucky even though it was his sister. After all, before, I'd concluded it was only a matter of time before he'd 'give her one' with the lude tales he told her. Pound to a penny this was that moment the lucky bastard and on the stength of my stories. "How about it now? we could both do with it" My aunt flushed up, looking at him straight in the eye,having looked at his groin, she said "Not a chance, we're not kids now, how the fuck would we explain it if we were caught" Give my uncle his due, he was good with words. "Simple" he said, "We just don't get caught,go on you know you want it and its a lot bigger than last time" Last time! WHEN? Aunt said "Shut up you dirty bugger,I don't want to talk about that" smirking and now looking at what was obviously his hardon from where she sat. "Go and ask your other sister for a bit" "What our Molly? I bet her cunts like a fridge she's so cold I bet any meat would freeze in her's" "Don't be horrible " say's my aunt. He was good,he moved towards her put his hand up her skirt and just squeezed a handful of cunt. "Thought I was right,you're soaking wet, you been fingering or sommat? Aunt said "mind your own business and take your hand out". I could see what she ment, in that little time he had put his hand inside her knickers and was finger fucking her.
Uncle: Where's our old man? Down the back somewhere, Uncle: right, get and bend over the arms of the chairs. Without further ado, she did, and he pulled her knick's down to her knees, and said "That'll be far enough in case we've got to break away fast, I had to do that once when a husband nearly caught us" "You didn't tell me that one" She'd opened her legs as far as her knicker restaint allowed, and I could see all the wet patch on the gusset, needless to say with my controller still out my pants the wall got some jizz again, just as uncle slid his hand,not his finger up and down my aunts pussy slit. He was tryng to push all his fingers in, she: "what the fuck are you at?" "Getting a lot of your juice to rub up my shaft" Fuck, how big are you then?" "Big enough" "Let me see then" He was already pulling it out anyway. I was surprised it wasn't that long really, about 7 - 8 inches, but fuck me I was surprised at its girth. About 3" across that's 9" circumference. Aunts eye's went wide, "I don't know if I can handle one that thick, but I intend to find out" Quickly she closed her legs pushing his hand out at the same time and whipped her knickers off completely. "I got to give that one every chance " she said grinning widely. Boy, I wanted to see this as well! Without further ado with his thumbs he opened aunty's pussy and placed his enormous cock head against her hole, she widened her stance and started to push her cunt towards his cock saying "Let me lead as it might hurt me" "Ok" This was brilliant for me, uncle braced himself with legs wide apart, while my aunty gave it thrust, she wiggled her body and spread her knees as though she was bow-legged (I watched my wife do this at a time in the future, what a turn on)
I was back at it, wanking furiously, the nob went in using all of his foreskin slack, she said "Push slow now its past my outer rim, I didn't want to split that part" They both pushed and then it was gone all of it up her. As he pulled outwards this pussy rim followed his cock like the girl's on the hill. That done it baby juice away, great globs of it, just as uncle started in for serious, no respite now aunty was just about to receive three months spunk after ten minutes of thrust. He went for broke and in a very short time shot another load of jizm into her. As he went for a hat trick aunt said "Quick! Its father coming up the back,pull the fucker out" he did along with a lot of spunk, she quickly wiped the spunk off the floor with her knickers, giving me a wonderful view of her open hole. I thought, "Will I touch the sides in that now" (Well I didn't know did I)
Grandad came through, acknowledged his son, "see you're back then, went well did it?" and "I'll catch you later" Aunt said to uncle, "Fuck, my pussy's going to ache for a week, when did you grow that bastard?" He returned, "You're one hell of a fuck,my cocks still throbbing, I'll give you it again OK?" "Fuck off" she said, sitting in her chair and grinning and then she threw her legs wide open, her pussy hole had loads of cum across every part including her pubes. "You wish" she said, then closed them tight as though she was enjoying the feel of the juice all over her. "You didn't half make me cum though you fucker,piss off"
Christmas came just after this and I now had to bunk with aunty and Ross, The day before christmas eve aunt managed to get Ginny to herself and was telling her about the customer and had nearly got to where I had been dragged away when I arrived. "Good just in time,I've just got to the bit you missed,remember?" I sure did. So what happened was, Bert her husband got home at the end of the war. The first thing he said to her was, did you let the dog do it for jimmy to watch. She said, oh thanks a bunch then! and got real pissy with him, but then he got round her by telling her he really did love her in fact he loved her so much he wanted to reassure her she could still fuck jimmy and the dog and himself.
She asked my aunt if she thought she was a nympho'? Aunt said, No, you're just a horny bitch that got the opportunities most of us dream of. Asked if she would do the same given the chance? she said "I told her but that's between me and her" I chipped in "She's still doing it then?" "Yeah her son's married now but he joins her,his dad and another younger dog now the others to old" I sunk into my own thoughts about that, but I did hear Ginny say "I wonder what it feels like?" My aunt said"Bloody delicious" Looked down "Oops, forget I said that" By now my mind was going like a rolls royce, I knew who lived next door to that customer and that their houses backed on to a bombed site so this neighbour had created a back gate where there didn't used to be one. Also my mind raced back to a passed tense when I was little, the time in fact when Ginny's parents split up. Now something made sense!
That xmas I found pussy does shrink back again and tested aunty's on the eve and christmas nights. I gave her lots of slippery presents. Christmas night Ross gave me a present too, we were up bed a bit ahead of aunty and she ,Ross had,had some sherry, she quickly stripped naked wiggled her tits displayed her now furry pussy and bent right over showing me it from the rear. My first instinct was to ram it into her right then but I didn't. "Show me she said, I bet its gone hard" I did and it had you betcha. But boxing night was the 'Icing on the cake' for me. I went to get in bed alongside my aunt, she said better get on the other side tonight I've got a visitor. By now I new what this ment so over I went. Ross was one of the unlucky people that had a xmas birthday. Sixteen had arrived for her, I was now led with an intoxicated mother and daughter, but not anywhere near as drunk as they were both making out. Aunt had,had her share but Ross had hardly had any. I'm led spooned with Ross with a hardon up to my chin,who wouldn't with a sixteen year old ass wiggling and her hand reaching behind stealthily grabbing my cock and pulling my hand round to hold her gorgeous springy tits. Then pulling her nightdress up and pushing my hand onto her pussy. She kept whispering do it, I told you I'd let you. Then she said quietly "He nearly got me" I knew exactly what she ment. Den arrived unexpected as I said earlier right on xmas eve, just early enough to stop me sleeping in Ginny's bed.
Anyway Ross said in the evening she'd gone up to the bedroom to take some of the guests coats up out of the way and as she got there Ginny's door was partly open, she saw Den had just put his trousers on and was pulling them up, His cock popped out the flap of his pants and it was stuck out half hard. She scurried into her own and aunts room intending to get back down quickly because Den said before he wanted her pussy. But just as she got to the door he was there pushing her back in the room he kissed her, fondled her tits and started up her leg after her pussy. She said he just got his hand inside her panties and felt her pussies furry part with his middle finger in her groove when Ginny appeared and asked what was happening just before getting to the top of the stairs. He quickly moved back from her and said "I've just handed her the coat she dropped on the stair"
By now Ross had manipulated my hardon between her legs and was gently working herself and me off at that point aunty seemed to awake and said, "Richard! fuck her for fucks sake so we can all get some sleep I'm fucking knackered" I nearly died, she's telling me to fuck a virgin with her blessing. Ross whispered there you are the boss agrees with me. So I done just that or more like Ross did, she fucked me stupid, not a murmur when I took her cherry and I know I did because I found some blood under my foreskin next day. Of course I felt it go as well but she was so tight I thought I'd tore my foreskin. She had the lot I just didn't give a shit if she got pregnant. We left it in all night nearly and I know she helped herself a number of times because I had at least two wet dreams. Next day I was a bit aprehensive about what my aunts reaction might be. Surprisingly she just said "what a night I slept like a log" Phew!
My aunt slouches in an armchair with me between her and Den whose in another easy chair. Jackie is sprawled along the settee looking a little drowsy but still involved in the chatter which flits in and out of the more smutty. Aunts contributions from her sunday rag mainly. I go to the kitchen to get our guests another drink each, wifey follows heading to the loo. "I got rid of that defence thing" "Oh,thats handy" "Why, what is your smutty little mind
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up to? you always tease after a few drinks!" "If you fall asleep or if you"re still awake,make out you"re sleeping,I"m going to tease Den a bit. My aunt is aware I am,but not how" "How?" I tap my nose as you do! "Nothing heavy,but if you feel any touching at all,dont panic,it"ll just be me getting him at it" "I dont know,I get a bit wary when you involve Den" "Aunts here isn"t she?" "Oh,of course,I forgot" "No dick mind,dont get carried away" "No!You"ll get that later!" "Only yours though" I look at her with a look of, Just as if!
This whispered chat took much less time than writing it here of course and we returned to the living room. Aunt and Den were still as before,but the TV. was now on and some comedian was doing his bit. Jackie casually pushed a couple of cushions to the floor from the settee and joined them on the floor. Even better for the plan! Jackie lying face down presents a rear view from shoulders to feet of desirability. Her low sided dress is allowing her now flattened breast to peek out slightly on each side. I notice aunt glances every few moments, while Den is careful how he clocks the one on his side,for me I can see where they"re looking but not the full spectacle. Den,if he"d only realised could have riveted his eyes on Jackies tit because I obscured his mother-in-law,my aunts view of where his eyes was actually looking.
Coming from the ankle up,Jackies fishnet stocking I now realised were in fact wine coloured not black as I assumed and on plonking herself on the floor the hem had ridden up to the point that the band at the top of her stockings was just peeping below the hem. Also because of the nature of the dress material you could clearly see the outline of the suspender clips about an inch and a half further up. Den was constantly glancing between these visions and her tit. Being honest,my controller was also rising to the scene as it presented itself. The lull of the TV and the warmth was taking its toll. Aunty was nodding,having slid down the chair a bit, Jackies head was down on the cushions facing sideways away from Den who like myself was still fully alert to the female form before us. Glancing at me he put his two hands to the side of his head as if in praying and pointing to the door and the women mouthed "Shall we make a move" I nodded a no with a shhh finger sign. Frowning he made a questioning look. Moving almost into his ear I whispered "Hang around,I want to show you something" Still frowning,he settled back and swigged his drink some more.
A little while longer,I reached between my chair and pulled out a coat hanger, seeing this Den frowned but couldn"t figure what I was going to do. Gently I put the hanger between Jackies thighs being careful not to touch them and eased her dress up towards her bum, only a tiny bit,just enough to reveal pink suspender ends lying across her white thighs,three inches of which was now in view. Den looked at me then at her legs swigged a sip and licked his lips. I now was getting a beat on and I"m sure Den was as well. He looked at me again. I mouthed "More" cagedly he nodded an affirmative. I obliged just enough to reach the edge of Jackies Knickers. These had very loose frilly legs gaps. Having eased them apart a bit and moved the dress to about its maximum without dragging the hem under Jackie, I started to lift the panty leg enough to allow the bottom crease of Jackies bum cheek to show.
I was really getting a buss out of this and my hardon was now needing adjusting. This I did and Den came in close to my ear and said, "Me to!...she"ll murder you if she wakes up" I shrugged, "You like?" He in turn swept his brow as if melting hot. Pushing my luck,I pushed her hem up further in line with her ass crack not realising till then just how shear the knickers were. She may have not had any on,the little part in view showed the crack in all its glory. As I then went to ease the hem back down to save my life,Jackie moved,Den was suddenly asleep and I was left in the shit. But know she appeared to be just turning,and so it was,Jackie rolled over almost on her back but the settee stopped her from going completely over.
Now it became quiet,Dens eyes gradually came open again, chicken aye? He looked at me,then at the thigh that had happened to become visible,not to much but enough. Coming very close I whispered "I bet we could see her fur" very,very gently now I went for bust. I started the hem moving and kept going and then there it was a dark shadow of pubes about four inches of vee up and across her belly at "The mound of Venus" Den moved uncomfortably. Wet underpants for him as well then! Then I had a shock. Jackie rolled slightly over and away from the settee while pulling her top leg open a bit and the one nearest the floor upwards bending at the knee as though to stop her rolling any farther forward. Her top leg then plopped down straight as though she was on her back.
Came the shock.Nestled below her pubes the knickers had an opening almost crotchless in what it now showed. The gap had a small tuft of pubes and her pussy lips cheekily pouting out through, the rest of her cunt was lost between her thighs but the hood looked as it did when her clit was swollen. Fucking hell! I never bargained on that happening,when she first showed them to me I never spotted any open crotch. I pulled the hem back down while my face was on fire. Den,getting up awkwardly,said I better dap out the back before we go. I got a funny feeling it wasn"t only a piss he had!
While out there I was further startled as my aunt said "You didn"t bargain for that last bit did you? "Fuck no,how did you know?" "Women"s intuition,thats all" "Your Jackie had her own agenda dont you reckon? like the girl guides! Be prepared" "Thats the scouts!" "Not this time smarty"
I nudged jackie awake, telling her I wont be long,in turn she said "I"ll go on a bed then" Den still not missing a move landed in the back with his mother-in law, smarming how much he thought of her while getting very fresh with her. "Behave,dont do that!" Curious,I moved my driving mirror to see what he was at, His hand was after pussy. "Dont start me because I have no intention of letting my daughter down,so you"d just leave it on a high. Bugger off you horny bastard" "Stop Now" She meant that,that time and he desisted.
She softened as we got to his home, "Give us a kiss and get on in there" "I said a kiss,nothing about eating my tongue!" Then he was gone. "Home Geeves and dont spare the horses" then almost as an after thought,"Talking of horses,where did that horse cock you now got come from?" I must admit,my aunt had a way with words. Cheekily,I said, "Want some?" "Now you ask,that fucking son-in-law did touch a nerve or two,why not? give my apologies to Jackie if my puss puss sucks you dry,its been along time"
"Not in house get me by that tree" "One of your neighbours might see" "let them, I need the excitement after watching you,you dirty sod,it nearly made me give in to Den" Eh! "You didn"t think I was asleep surely? What and miss you and Jackie prick teasing him?" "Jackie didn"t know,she was asleep,you wont let on will you?" "It"ll cost you a good slug of sperm here and now" How could I refuse that sort of blackmail? Against the tree she said "Are you hard?because I"m soaking so get it up me, have a quick feel then go to it" I did and it was super good I must admit,I think aunt fucked me rather than the other way round. I noticed a similar bossy tone to what Jackie used that time when she sucked me off! I wonder? Naa! I did say she reminded me a lot of aunt and visa-versa. Nothing changes,picking her knickers up from the floor,my aunt showed me her ass rather longer than she needed just like when I stayed with her, all those years before.
Back home now I was desperately tempted to ask Jackie if she had in fact been awake all the time but decided against it because it will come out at sometime and likewise I held my own court about supplying my aunt with some sexual therapy. That can wait,what is needed now is another head of baby juice for Jackie. She certainly was asleep now but I supplied her with a silent fuck and I reckon what ever her dream told her was good because she came a load and didn"t wake up. In the morning she told me,"You filled me full of spunk,it was you wasn"t it? Why cant I remember being fucked? "You were asleep" "It was you? was it? she repeated. I must admit I was sorely tempted to say it wasn"t,that she had demanded Dens sperm,but decided it would be cruel,besides who wants breakfast through a straw?
Daylight, realising it is morning Jackie rolls over on top of me and starts to hump her pussy against my hardon. Snuggling closer she purrs "You ready for some more? Yeah but I need a pee first, "Me too" she beat me to it being on top,so I just pissed in the sink. "That was cheating" well I ran the water, "But you"ll be back in bed first" No I wont,chasing across the landing grabbing at her tits, "Stop they might see you" So what, those tits are mine! I dive under her arrivi
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ng on the bed first. "Thats not fair,thats cheating" says she as she lands on top of me all tits and bum. I wrestle with the four roundest parts, "You"ll tear them off in a minute" No! but I"ll suck them off as I wrap my lips round one of her excited nipples.
Did it go hard like that yesterday? It did,didn"t it? "shut up" aah,it did then! "I wish I hadn"t told you now if you"re going to keep on about it" Yeah but admit it,it did I bet. "Alright it did,but only because he squeezed it hard,poor little thing. Now shut up you"re making me embarrassed,after all it was only two hours after I got married" I noted she kissed her right nipple when refering to the "poor little thing" So she was still thinking about which one Den held! Enough woman,fuck your man. She did,sliding up my front then down she held her legs closed just the right amount to guide my beast straight into her very tight pussy. As she squelched her now wet cunt lips against my pubes and ball sack,she lifted up from my chest and the change in position pressed her cunt even tighter to my balls.
"Feel that?" I could,my helmet was pressing against the top of her vagina, (I know now it was touching the neck to her womb) wiggling and squelching a bit more beasty was trying to press into this new found entrance. "God that feels exciting in my inside"s" then we were off, bringing her knees alongside my hips she started to bounce first in a forward upwards angle until she was fully upright. Her juices were running down my cock onto my tummy and ball bag so much that they were becoming a white frothy ring around the root of my cock. I squirted hard into her each time she decended on to the beast for about four times then she came hard and collapsed onto my chest gasping,"Did you feel it those squirts went up my womb,the nob was right in the hole part. I did and still could,it was like a little mouth sucking at my piss hole.
"It may make me pregnant" Fuck! I hadn"t thought of that,but who cares,we"re married. Filtering through my horny haze,I realised we had been noisy plus the bed had made a bumping noise through Jackies efforts. Down below they took up the bump,bump,bumping where we left off. We showered,giggled at the bumping still going on below as we ate some toast and drank tea. Our first breakfast, FSTT (FUCK,SHOWER,TOAST & TEA)
We concluded,hearing a woman cumming while her man grunts his baby juice into her was a super aphrodisiac, even as good as being watched fucking. For the rest of our lives we loved it and watching,which Jackie was still to experience as far as I knew.
Awhile later we met our neighbours in the stairs. Apologising they said "Hope we weren"t to noisy last night,it was our wedding night" "Likewise we chorused" and all laughing met the married woman in the bottom flat. Laughing also having heard our conversation. "Don"t laugh,I heard you lot and look where it got me" With that five sprogs (children) appeared behind their mother. "But we"re happy, best of luck"
With our new neighbours,there was no actual real physical contact,we were all to newly wed. But a certain amount of up skirt glimpses shall we say,added spice to our marital activities for us two husbands. This was purely accidental because of the flats landing factor. For instant,one time I happened to be coming up the lower stair when my female neighbour shot out of her livingroom excitedly shrieking in just her slip. I could hear her husband laughing about whatever. It was just her slip,no bra,no panties,because of not hearing me with their noise,she twirled round to head back thus making her slip flair out and in that moment I had a peep at her thighs,front,side and back, very nice ass cheeks and ginger pubes they were too. (First ginger pubes I had seen incidentally) But it was a bit to quick to study her slit. Well you cant have it all,mentally I told my beast as it twitched in that instant in my trousers! As she steadied,her tits gave a lovely flip flop swing instantly stiffening her nipples.
Entering our flat,Jackie asked what the commotion was. Do I say all of it? you know,the bit I saw... at the start we"d agreed we"d be open with each other including money and sex. So standing by this rule,I told her what I saw. She said, "That thing pointing at me is because of me or what you saw of her bits?" "It tweeked the beast,but beasty knows you"re ready when I start on the stairs" "Call it a fast starter" mmmm! "Oh well thats both of us to be honest" "They were at it when I come in,she shot across the landing as I was passing,she glanced and blushingly showed a grin,in a second he followed crashed into me in just his tented pants,his nob banged against my thigh,looking down it brushed past my thigh across my pubes to my other thigh and away" "Sorry! I"m so sorry! shes funning.
"How was it for you" I said? "Feel" I did,her knickers was to one side and she certainly was wetter than usual. "Well I had to! I just started without you" "I only had a slow touch,it was all his fault" At that moment our neighbour started to tell us she was going to orgasm in her usual noisy fashion,so without further ado I lifted Jackies clothes,pushing her belly against the cold porcelain kitchen sink and holding round her like a dog whilst pushing her panties at the front down so I had her fur in my hands with my fingers searching out her clit,making her jerk back at my beast already out and dripping precum and raring to go I slip it up past her knickers and through her juice laden virgina and in no time shot for a gold medal. Jackie talked me through the sensation of having another mans cock knocking at her pussies entrance,finishing as a gigantic orgasm overtook her. Bloody hell did she come off ever?
I continued to squeeze and massage her ass globes,pulling them apart and squelching our fluids up to her crinkly bum hole. The temptation to bum her at that moment was enormous,but my wits were good and I remembered my Aunts advice. (Know a woman really well before fucking her ass) The way Jackie was squirming I"m sure in my own mind she would have let me at that moment even so early in our marriage because she was so worked up. (Remember in those days sex was all done by exploration. Not like now where assholes claim,kids need to be told all. WHAT A LOAD OF BOLLOCKS! Youthful exploration was magic) So eventually returning from seventh heaven,we ate.
Lulling around on the settee sometime later. As I smoothed her breasts and tweeked her nipples and licked and nibbled her neck and ears,she soothingly said, "Do you think I"m a dirty bitch getting randy by feeling another mans cock against my bits?" "No its a natural phenomenal,why do you say that?" "Well when you were honest and said you saw her downstair"s bits,I didn"t feel jealous like I said before I thought I would,it made me feel even more horny" "Do you
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think its because I have a lesbian tendency?" "No of course not,you just have a very strong sexual desire like me" "What even though I let the twins play with my pussy that time?" "I suppose that was your sexual awakening taking place" She lay quiet for a while thinking!
"You"re not jealous his cock pressed against my pussy with only his pants covering his hardon then?" "No that wasn"t your fault anyway. How big did it feel then?" (Punch!) "Like yours and you"re really not jealous your Den eyed me up and you know?" "Course not. Why think that?" "Well you know at our wedding you told me what you saw and asked what he whispered to me and all that!" "Ye-ah" "I thought it might have started a fight between both of you" "Ye-ah,so?"... "Nothing!"... "Come on Jackie,there"s something bothering you,come on out with it"... "No,nothing"... silence,then, "Then you know I didn"t get jealous about downstairs? Well, promise you wont get your hair off?" "OK,go on then lets have it!" "I"m the original Mr Cool in all things sexual!" "I"m beginning to see that, you"re unbelievable" "Yeah, Aint I? Rubbing a group of fingernails across my shirt breast. (Years before Crocodile Dundee done it)
"Well,I was just thinking about it and its made me all sticky" "and I thought it was me rubbing you!" "Yeah that as well,you clown,thats what made me start thinking about it" "You"re fudging around again!" "Dens tit thing" "What about it then?" "I missed some out, he followed me into the kitchen part, you wont say anything will you? well he tried to touch my cunt but with all the underskirts in the gown while he was fumbling with them John came in so he quickly stopped and made out he was washing a glass. Dont say anything mind,will you?" "No course I wont if you"re ok with it"
"Thats what I meant about dirty bitch, thinking of it made me sticky" I"m thinking,Me too,talking like this! "Then before he went back out, the cheeky bastard; he whispered.Are you ready for a fuck yet? I desperately need to fuck you. God I went as hot as fire, he tells me he wants to fuck me before my own husband has as far as he knew. Me! only a bride for a couple of hours!"
"So being honest like we agreed,I"ve been thinking about it ever since and what would have happened like" Tormenting her. "What, what his cock would feel like sliding into your cunt? (Punch!) "No,what you would have thought if you"d caught him doing it" "Would you have blamed me?" "No I know what he"s like, trouble is he has a thing about him that lets him get away with blue murder and his old man as well" "I"ll let you into a secret,I get horny watching them at it" "Oh! I thought it was me,you know the dirty bitch thing, as I"m talking its getting wetter and wetter" "And I am, lets do it now"
Jackie got on the floor and I went straight between her legs with my head licking her juices from her pussy,she was absolutely saturated and flowing still. The musty smell had the beast throbbing impatiently and so hard it hurt like hell. (I remember wanking at about thirteen and it hurt like now after I"d cum off virtually every day) Almost instantly she started panting and went into a powerful orgasm, "For fuck sake put it up meee" I did just that and we went so hard our pelvic bones were almost scrunching. Our double lubrication made it so slippery,if it hadn"t been for the tightness of her pussy I dont think I could have cum. Cum I did and I kept going because my cock felt bigger and as though it was going to pop.
"Fuck I"m cumming again,how big can you make your cock? it feels bigger than before especially the nob bit. Concentrating on what she said I must admit it did feel like it was growing,the sensitivity at the back shoulder of my helmet was making my legs weaken so much I thought I"d pass out. Then came the eruption for the second time. I must have glued her liver to her lungs the way it shot out of me and into her. We collapsed into a sexy heap. "God my cunts throbbing like hell,dont take it out let it soak in there!" I did and when I eventually let it fall out my foreskin looked like the skin on your fingers after a soak in a hot bath. Jackie burst out laughing, "My pussy made the little bugger shrivel that time.Ha! Ha!"
We lay around then,both quiet and thinking. Grabbing the moment and previous atmosphere,I said quietly, "do you wonder what Dens cock is like?" nothing... Then "I suppose you"ve seen his and his fathers at swimming" "Yeah,interested to know?" "If you must" "Well they"re both about my size 7.1/2" give or take. Dens has a bit bigger helmet than mine but the cock behind goes narrower giving it a bigger ridge. I bet you"d feel it on the outward stroke" "Dont say that,we"ve only been married five minutes" "I mean figuritively speaking, Jackie" "Thats ok then,I thought you might be getting ideas you randy sod" Leading now,she says, "How bigs his balls,he must be full of spunk the way he tries to get in everybodys knickers by the sound of it?"
"Like mine! If you"re talking balls you need to see his old mans" "Why? what about them?" "Now thats what you call balls,THEY ARE BIG!" "show me with your fingers" "Not long enough to form the size, like this, I said picking up two satsumas from our fruit dish" "You"re having me on" "No,When he"s wacking it into you,you"ll think its two bass drum sticks wacking your ass" "You said it again" "What? what did I say now?" "You know; WHEN HES WACKING IT INTO ME! that wasn"t figuritive,you are thinking about what I said earlier and hoping they get me" In the shit here I reckon. I was thinking just that! but I got to bullshit my way out of this one. "Sorry I misunderstood, when you asked what their cocks was like I thought you wanted a fantasy contribution with you in it" "Mind, the description of their cocks is real. Oh yeah! the old mans cock I didn"t say did I? its quite a bit thicker, thinner at the front then going fatter and fatter" "You studied them a lot then?" "Dont be daft,its when we change, like,blokes pull their skin back to wipe all the cock dry" Oh!do they! "Yeah" "Bet it gets hard!" "No" "aah! I bet you all look at each others bums and think about which one to poke it up,that would get you all hard" NO course we dont. "aah"
"Well I"m not adverse to that, as long as its only a fantasy,what if it wasn"t?" What indeed!
"I reckon Marlene (Jackies brothers wife) got the hots for you and how do I know you haven"t tried our Debbie out,after all you were on the school bus together?" "Fuck! where did that come into it?" "No, yours is the only one I"ve had,Honest" "aah! you"d say that anyway" "Think about it,if I"d fucked your Debbie she"d have told you,hoping to stop you marrying because she"s older than you are,it just follows" "Well I guess that makes sense"
Talking about yourself. "What it is" I said,is. "You"re innocently reckless" "Whats that mean?" "Well you"re highly desirable to men,dont realise it and underestimate the desirability you have. Men will take advantage of that,given the chance. Den tried to and I"d have money on him trying again,probably till he succeeds" "Dont say that I wouldn"t let him.I"m your wife!" "That wouldn"t stop him or others,it"ll probably spur him on.Its the equivalent to Debbie with married men" "You dont seem bothered!" "I trust you dont I,but we"ve both tried each other,as time goes on I bet you"ll wonder if all cocks feel the same" "no I wont" "Dont be so sure,you"ve just said you got sticky on his downstairs" "Thats different" "If you say so" "Do you wonder if ours feel different?" "Course" "Perhaps you haven"t tried anybody else then" "I haven"t"
Where do you want to try it? "I dont want him to do me" "No try mine again,I bet you"re soaking again with all this sex talk" She was and we did! I took her from the back with her holding onto the bannister on the landing and looking down to below but I think our neighbours were out. But what a buss half hoping they"d catch us but at the same time ready to flit away just incase they appeared with their parents. Jackie with only a slip on allowing her tits to spring around in every direction with a clear view up the front of her belly to as far as the underside of her tits, (How could I tale? because after I pulled out I dashed down one floor and looked up to check. I could also see a large amount of cum dribbling down her inner thighs by then) and me with just a Tee shirt, being so short that my ass cheeks would have been tensing on the thrusts and clearly in view. Drat!
She walked into his office. She was wearing a short denim skirt, a black shirt with a few buttons undone and her knee high black boots. She was in there for one reason and one reason only. She was failing her course, and she needed to pass, no matter what it took. However, Erika was more than happy to do whatever it took. She had the biggest crush on her lecturer; she spent most lectures imagining outrageous fantasies between the two, and she had to admit that this was actually one of them. When she got into his office she saw that he wasn’t there yet. She closed the door behind her and had a look around. She looked at his qualification certificates proving he was more superior and educated then her, and she could feel herself getting damp already.
She sat in his leather arm chair behind his desk, rubbing herself against it, arching her back. She was getting excited and impatient. She got up and walked around to the front of the desk. She sat on it, facing the door, legs crossed. She waited for him for about five minutes, when she finally saw the door open. She put on her most innocent smile as he walked through the door. He saw her sitting on his desk and slightly smiled back.
“Good morning Erika, what a pleasant surprise” he sighed, taking a sip of his large cup of coffee. Erika jumped off the desk and walked towards him. She took his cup of coffee and breathed it in.
“Mmmmmm, mind if I have some?” She asked enthusiastically. “I just love coffee, sir”. Kevin laughed, and she took that as a yes and took a small sip, seductively licking her lips at the end of it. She handed him back the cup and took a seat on the chairs across from his desk. She made sure to sit with her legs slightly apart, allowing a limited view to her black underwear. He sat down at his desk, shuffling through papers, avoiding looking at her. “Now, Erika... Am I right in suggesting that you’re here because of how you’re not passing some of your units?” Kevin asked, looking up, fighting hard to keep his eyes on just her face. He wasn’t stupid; he knew what she was doing. But he was a professional, and he was going to stand his ground.
“Yes sir...” She softly said, lowering her head. “Don’t call me sir. No one calls me sir. It sounds stupid, like you’re trying to suck up. I can see through your charade, Erika. You coming in here, flaunting what you have is not going to make me pass you.” Kevin told her, with a tone of seriousness. “But...” “No, Erika; It’s not the end of the world. You can redo units at the end of your course to gain extra credits.” Kevin said sympathetically. “It’s not uncommon. Most students stuff up in second year. But you have to learn from your mistakes. Just do better next year.” Erika got up from the seat and started to walk slowly towards his desk. She leaned across, cleavage in full view. “What I’m interested in is if there’s any other way to earn extra credits without having to repeat units, Kevin” Erika whispered, reaching up to unbutton another of the buttons on her shirt, exposing her matching black bra. Kevin didn’t move. He just sat there, watching her eyes the entire time. She put her face close up to his and he could feel her breath on his face. “I’ve been a bad student. Punish me.” she growled.
Conversations are indicating that time is running out for my temporary stay with my aunt and still cousin Ginny has not seduced me as promised. In compensation though this week has had a bonus in two ways I couldn't have anticipated. Den, Ginny's husband is now on leave and there is constant sexual sounds especially at night emmiting from their room. Being young and with limited knowledge of the affect of these sounds on other adults,I was a bit pissed off to the original sounds that I heard during the day. After all it was putting off my seduction.
Linked to this new factor,my younger cousin Ross had harped on to my aunt and mother to be allowed to
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spend some time with my mother to make it fair because I was being allowed time away from my education. So with a fake illness it was agreed she could stay in the boarding house for the rest of the week with mother and my step father.
So as I said an unforseen bonus was in store. The start came quite quickly on the first night. My aunt stripped in front of me in the bedroom with a bedside light on instead of just light from the street. Seductively,she said "I bet you weren't expecting that" boy she was dead right there. Followed by "Come on now you" boldly I had no hesitation in complying. Bloody hell,if this was the start,what was going to follow?
I soon found out,she almost pranced onto the bed grinning widely,spread her legs like the bottom of an X and her arms as the top part. Then she quietly said "What do you think of that for a body" All she needed to do to find out was look at my controller. I swear to you,this last month it had grown an inch which was more than my height had although I was growing like a weed as they say. My cock was at full attention leaning slightly to the right and pulsing as though it was about to burst. Aunt said "the way thats throbbing it'll burst if we don't relieve the pressure,come here" I did,now for some seduction says she. Then took a hell of a grip on my cock.
She whispered "lie downwards and play with mine" You've got it thought I! She pulled my foreskin all the way back and the next thing a warm wet touch on my cocks eye. In that instant I realised she was running her tongue all over the helmet part,god when her tongue went under the bottom part the sensation was such my spunk just blasted out all over her. She just yanked it till my orgasm subsided. She whispered,"now do it to me" as she let go,I crawled over her leg then facing up between her thighs now I buried my face right into her pussy,it was so mushy I started sucking like you would on a nipple.
Satisfying sounds were coming from above similar to when I'd done it to Ginny's instructions. Then "lick the little hard bit" I've heard that instruction before. Bloody hell hang on she's bucking like a freaked horse. Lots of gasps and one hell of a lot of juice came my tongues way. I knelt back from her,what a view,her belly was all a wobble like jelly as she was still orgasming, she was rolling the top of her torso from side to side making her tits swing on her chest her face very flushed ,eyes shut and bang my baby juice splatted all over her pubes,globules dangling from them were tracing down her puffed up outer lips and a large blob had tracked onto the hood over her clit and was rolling like lava into the crevice of her cunt. Her inner flaps were lying open allowing me to have a real good look. I had a real dirty thought watching this,"Go on sperms,swim inside her and make her pregnant" Now there's a thought! No pill then remember.
Aunt re-surfaced. Listen, hear that? I'll tell you what each noise is about. She must have had good hearing because what little talk there was,was inaudible to me. Aunt again,"ssh as I tell you,do the same to me" He's nibbling her neck and ear,so I started to do that.goo I liked that and aunt liked it even better.She had a lovely scent on somewhere about, I knew what it was called too,'Black rose' certainly made my nostrils flair. After a short while,"kiss down my shoulders and go all the way to my breasts,when you get there,lick round the nipples and suck them. She could tell by the sounds? mmmm! Who bloody cares anyway? If this is all part of seduction I'm up for it,who wouldn't be on a mature sexy body. Why cant all learning curves be like this.
Then, lick down my belly to my belly button (Navel) then keep on going downwards. I know where this is heading from here. "He's straddling her now,put your leg over and push my thighs apart" then "lick the hairy bit and all the rest". Right,Hey-Ho! my beast is being bent back towards my ass,fuck she's going to swallow it! No,she's wanking me and sucking at the same time. Bang! the sinues in my thighs ache down to my knees where I cum so hard,my heads pulsing as well as my cock.I dont know or care if my jism is in her mouth or where ever. What a thrill.
I take up licking again,she pushes up so hard my nose is buried inside her cunt and as I breath out through my nostrils I can feel my hot breath coming back out the sides of her cunt and she's cumming all at the same time. "Turn up this way and lie on my belly" I do and my cock is right at her slot. She says "Seduce me you dirty sex mad little fucker,fancy trying to rape your poor loving aunt while she's asleep,you're as dirty as that horny husband of Ginny" At that young age I decided to give up trying to decipher what women are on about. I went with the flow and rammed my cock right up her cunt and there and then virtually fucked my brains out on her. I dont know if it fucked her brains out,but she certainly orgasmed again and again and I know I cum three time while I was in her. We fell asleep with it in. At some point she rolled me off,I think we were both half and half awake,kissing me on the lips she whispered "Now weve seduced each other and it was absolute heaven" Can't argue with that.
That heaven was repeated for four more nights although not always in the same sequence. The last night before Ross came home I'd secretly watched her in the tin bath when no one else was about. How did she know that she was alone? Anyway in bed she lay on her belly and asked me to smooth all over her back and bum cheeks,god I loved those globes relaxed they wobbled to the touch.She seemed to be thinking aloud,she asked if I felt what she had let me do and had done to me would help as I got older. I affirmed it would and I'd like to think if there was more things she knew she'd gradually learn me them. Maybe she replied then went on "Did you like watching me bath this afternoon? I nearly fainted,how the fuck did she know? "I bet you liked looking at my bum hole" She knew for sure then because she bent her bum towards my cubby hole held her cheeks open and shoved her soapy fingers in and out of it. More baby juice that afternoon had gone against the old cellar stairs wall.
She then knelt up allowing her tits to dangle,this was the first time of seeing tits dangling like that and is another lifelong passion of mine. "Get between my ankles and open the cheeks, this is something else a woman likes but wait till you know them really well mind" See how crinkly it is that allows it to stretch,if you like put your tongue on it the sensation will drive me mad but even though I'll want it to stop I wont be able to ask you to stop because the sensation is so great. My pussy will start to drip, then when I start making serious fuck movements with my hips although your cock will be dripping precum,slide it along my pussy groove then when its soaking wet gently ram it in my asshole. I done all she said then lined my cock up pulled my ample foreskin forward getting as much as I could in front of its helmet pressed against the crinkly hole. I was mesmerized as her sphincter unwrinkled slightly allowing the hole to stretch and let the head of my cock in helped by my foreskin rolling back over my nob at the same time. I done this in slow motion so as not to hurt her,she loved it as soon as my nob passed the exquisitely tight part she rammed back on it said put your thumb in my pussy and rub the membrain as though its another cock. She went frantic,flooded my hand with her love juice and need I say the tightness made me start cumming the moment her cheeks reached my pubes and every thrust she done drew a shot from my cock till it become so sensitive I almost cried out to stop. We collapsed in a heap and she said its so touchy be very slow as you pull it out. I couldn't have gone fast I'd have fainted with the after shock.
My move is now upon me and Ginny hasn't delivered but her husbands on his way back to Germany tomorrow. I got a chance alone with her and I noted she seemed a bit pissed off. Missing him already then I queried? no it wasn't as I thought it would be. Why? All he was doing was fucking on the bed,I like it in more daring ways where you might get caught and that. Besides it sounds like he's getting his share off the Fraus or Fraulines what ever they are. I had a little smile as one of my subjects was the German language. I said nothing though. Got to get her past this because I'm running out of time. Bet you didn't tell him about your gigi-gigi activities then? whats those? fucking me and grandad of course. I haven't fucked you only mucked about. That's right says I,how about now I'm all for doing it where we might get caught or seen if that's what was missing. Set the chairs like the other day,I liked the look of doing it that way. She visibly perked up,smiling now she said, no! there a better way I like, more suitable for our age. "A knee trembler" WOW! wonder what that entails? Come on lets go down the cellar, I said I'd seduce you,no time like the present. I got the bastard that fiver,now I'm going to get my fiver's worth. Fuck! Grandad isn't down there is he? No silly,but if he catches us so what. It'll just be another cock to sort out. I'm bloody glad after all, Den came home,he's really put the piss in her.
We decend into the cellar, she goes straight to the corner at the bottom of the old stairs where I do my dogging (spying) she said "Can I smell spunk"? I said probably because of what I told you about. "Oh yes" Promise me one thing before I let you do me. Go on, "When or as you get older will you come and tell me in detail what you do sexually"? Like uncle tells our mum, I answer OK. but how did she know about that anyway.
Right move in close and snog me,I knew how to do that alright and had her tits out in no time and worked them good. Thank fuck for aunty's recent training, I'm at her neck and tits varying the pattern constantly, I got my hand down pulling up her skirt while pressing hard into her so she felt my hard on. With much fumbling I'm trying to get my hand inside her knickers through the leg hole. She hesitated and moved me off a bit. "You sure you haven't had a fuck before" No but I have had a feel of pussy inside of her knickers before. The girls where you used to live,yeah? yeah. They wouldn't let you fuck 'em then? They just dont know what they're missing.
I'm in danger of ripping these knickers now I'm so worked up. Oh! oh! her father-in-law said that to her mother. I know how he felt now. Come on put your hands up to the waist and pull them down and I'll step out of them,mum will be back soon with Ross. Fuck, I'd forgot that in the heat of the moment. One thing to get caught by grandad,no problem for Ginny,but Ross might be.
They're off and my fingers are inside her quicker than a feret down a rabbit hole. Go a bit steadier, I'm not going to run away. Now under control she soon starts to cum, "Get it out ready" I do and its soaked in precum. As she starts to orgasm her knees are shaking like mine are and I haven't even put it in. NOW! NOW! she shifts her legs wider, I fumble everythings slippery,hers and mine. I find her hole and fuck like only young people can. I know now why its a "Knee trembler" We squirted on and in each other, with everything trembling from her belly to my knees. We never got caught even though we heard everbody come in and stayed there fucking for ages. I took it out,she said "I bet I'm pregnant now" that will cost him more than a fiver. Grandads saying sprung to mind. Beware of a woman scorned. You can say that again. She went off up through the house past everybody to her room. She was laughing like a drain. Aunt said what's with her? I said something to do with Den I think.
Time moves forward towards demob so we have got to know each other very well.
Interim perks before we marry.
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Back in England I get more leave now much to Jackie's desire. This perk was a pure fluke and surprisingly revealed more of Jackie's nature.
We were heading to the hill park for some rumpy dumpy. Having lain down suitably although I later found the slope tended to make me slip back out of Jackie's pussy as I pumped it into her. I worked her up to an orgasm then climbed on in the missionary way as always at this stag
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e when out in the open, except for our 'knee tremblers' So having fed my baby juice to her waiting eggs, we done it in the rawl all the time as after our engagement becoming pregger's didn't bother her? strange that! I get back off and lay back smoking a fag,like you do! Jackie just lay still with her skirt up round her ass letting the evening air flow over her cunt,like you do!
All of a sudden she shot bolt upright whipping her skirt down to cover her middles. In the gloom I make out the form of a German shepard dog obviously on a lunge rein which then is closely followed by a policeman. In that instant it dawns on me, built into this side of the hill park not fifty yards from our spot is a police station. What a numpty I was. So the copper says to Jackie "Keep an eye on your purse miss, thieves are active up here at present" He then fucks off.
Jackie giggling say's to me "do you think he saw my pussy?" No its to dark,I answered. "Well his dog did, he swiped his tongue right up through my slit" adding "about four times" course I burst out laughing, then "Its alright for you, what if he'd tried to fuck me with a copper watching? She clearly was pissy at my laughing at her embarrassment and shocked me at her swearing, women didn't openly swear then. We got up and walked off, then as we walked she came around, clinging on to my arm she whispered "I can still feel those licks" and giggling said, "its still tickling" We went down to the wall of the 'boys public school' and had a knee trembler. Years later when walking in the dusk by this wall we espied lads watching some other couples shagging and wondered whether an earlier group had watched us that night. Makes no difference, we let them have a look this night at a forty year old couple screwing like kids.
“I’m telling you those numbers are wrong†sister Carol was
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almost shouting. “He claims to have tested over three thousand men. Where would he get that many men to submit to fertility tests unless they lived near the toxic cleanup site and they were pushing a political agenda?â€Â
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“The research was done in British Columbia†Calvin replied calmly. His calm voice and relaxed manner only served to fuel her anger. The facts were on his side, and they both knew it although she was struggling to deny it. The research article implied that over sixty percent of the men in North America were sterile and that meant that her position, as head of the handmaiden center, her philosophy, and her teachings were all bogus. His calm in the face of her personal crisis was infuriating. “It’s probably the most pristine place on the planet. The research is sound, and we both know what it means.â€Â
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“You don’t know anything.†Carol tried to control the anger that was taking control of her but anger was all that was to protecting her from the fear that was taking over. “Pregnancy, the fruit, is all a miraculous gift from our Father in Heaven. These statistics are all meaningless. A husband and wife pray for a child, and if they are in earnest, God blesses the breeding process. We only position handmaidens with God fearing couples and it is God who grants the miracle of fruit…â€Â It was his look that silenced her. She was quoting from her lesson plans. It was one of the lectures that she gave the young girls that were found to be fertile. It was intended to convince them that submitting to a strange man while his wife held her down was an honorable, even religious act. Time and again she had heard the questions. ‘If God makes you pregnant, why can’t God make the wife pregnant? Why does it matter if we are fertile? Why, why, always why...’
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“We both know what really happens†Cal continued in his calm voice. “We sell these bitches to the couples who can afford them. The husbands use them as whores for a few months and then the wife sneaks them off to one of those underground breeding centers where some man mounts them, rapes them, and knocks them up. How many of your bitches have to cut their wrists before we can start preparing them for the reality of their lives?â€Â
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“Get out†Carol screamed. She could control her rage no longer. “Get out!â€Â It didn’t matter that he was the director of the center; her boss. He knew better than to refer to her girls as whores. “We don’t sell them. We ask the couples to make a contribution to show their commitment. If they cannot contribute to the center, they cannot afford to raise the child that God will bless them with. Our program is blessed by the church…â€Â The last two sentences were shouted at his back and then at the closed door to her office respectively.ÂÂ
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She turned and slammed the palm of her hand on the intercom. “Miriam, you and your sister get in her.â€Â She slumped back into the huge office chair and kicked off her shoes. She slid forward in the seat and put her feet up on the desk. She was just pulling off her panties when the back door of the office opened and the two young twins came in. The girls stepped nervously around the desk. They knew what was expected of them. “Come on Miriam; you take the bottom.â€Â She reached out for the girl’s hand and pulled her forward as she pulled her foot out of the underwear leaving the silken undergarment hanging from her left ankle.
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“Ah… I’m Miriam†the girl in the back stammered. They were identical twins and Carol said she could not tell them apart. The truth was she never tried. She really didn’t care what their names were. They were both barren little cunts. They hardly mattered. They had been brought to the center when they were prepubescent girls. They should have been sent to the mines to work, but Carol had taken a fancy to them and argued that they might begin to ovulate if they were allowed to mature. She had put them to work as office assistants. She had tried to convince herself that it was all legitimate, but from the first time Carol had seen the young girls in their night gowns, she had felt her pussy getting moist.
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Carol had kept her hands off the girls for nearly a week before she gave in to her needs. Carol was not naturally lesbian, and to get off she always thought about being fucked by a man, but still she loved the feeling of the small young fingers touching her breasts and pussy. Sometimes she even made one of the girls hold a dildo in her mouth and fuck her with it. Most of all she loved the hesitant lips sucking her, licking her, kissing her. The girls hated servicing her, and at first she had to force them, break their will, but that had been almost a year ago. Now they performed without argument. They knew the consequences of refusal.ÂÂ
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“Well don’t just stand there†Carol said as she began unbuttoning the dark blue blouse and taking out her breast. Angela was on her hands and knees crawling under the desk to begin work on the older woman’s pussy. Miriam stepped forward and helped her master with the buttons.ÂÂ
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Carol closed her eyes and let the stimulation push away the bad feeling that Calvin had left her with. Being masturbated by the girls gave her release, and she considered it less sinful than to play with herself. It was far more relaxing than alcohol and in her position, much easier to come by. She put one hand on each of the two heads servicing her and pressed then hard against her as she groaned. She wasn’t actually aroused yet, but she knew she would be feeling it soon. In her mind she visualized men shoving huge cocks into a tiny young pussy. She could almost hear the girl screaming as the men took turns with her pussy and asshole. The fantasy was hard core, but she needed it get off. The girl between her thighs squirmed. She was pressing her young face against her flesh so hard, the child could barely breathe. Carol didn’t care.ÂÂ
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She forced them to keep on her until she came. The trembling went through her like a wave hitting the beach. She could feel he cunt muscles spasm and she knew she was flushing. She forced the girl’s mouth against her vaginal opening. The girl was gagging on the juice. She release the one at her breast to uses both hands to hold the young head against her cunt.
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And then it was over. “Get out†Carol pushed the girls away. It always seemed that the stronger the orgasm, the more disgusted she felt with herself afterwards. The two girls knew better than to wait around to be told twice. Their bare feet made soft clapping sound against the marble floor of the office as they ran out the back door. Carol closed her bra and buttoned the blouse of her dark blue uniform all the way up to the neck. She opened the side drawer of her desk and pulled several tissues from the box to dry her pussy before replacing her underwear. She sprayed the air freshener around the room and then put a couple of shots from the aerosol can up under her dress. She allowed herself the brief hope that it would cover the musky sent of sex that filled the office.
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She had a very stressful job. God demanded a lot of her. She rationalized that she could only do her best if she could focus. It was Calvin’s fault that she had had to do this. He had upset her with the words of sinful unbelievers. The sin was on his head. She would pray and repent again just in case God did not see it as she did, but she told herself that was not really necessary. Calvin was the one who needed grace.
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Carol was just getting back to work when her PDA chimed reminding her of the appointment she had taken for three o’clock.   “Damn†she swore. She had forgotten to ask Sister Lydia to take her Righteousness class that afternoon. Normally she taught the afternoon commandments class, but Dr. Landry had asked to meet with her and she had forgotten to ask Lydia to take over for her.
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The handmaidens were supposed to get a minimum of sixty hours of study and directed prayer before they were sent to their first assignments. Lately she had been keeping them at the center for almost twice the required indoctrination. Problems with the first timers had prompted her to increase the intensity and duration of religious training. She believed that the religious training was the answer. If the girls prayed; if they really believed in the Savior, then they would see their place and the spirit would make them obedient, but it wasn’t working. There had been three attempted suicides just last month; one had nearly succeeded. One of the girls had been pregnant and had miscarried.
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“Lydia,†Carol hit the intercom button only a second before she spoke the name of her assistant. “Be sure to emphasize obedience in your lesson this afternoon.â€Â
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“Ah… Pardon me†the timid voice from the box on the desk showed surprise.
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“When you do my class this afternoon, I want you to be sure to emphasize obedience†Carol replied sternly. “Make sure they understand the importance of the ceremony and the reverence that must be shown to the scripture reading and the prayers. They need to understand how the intercourse is special, sacred. Be sure to focus attention on Ruth and that other bitch she is always hanging out with. They really need to be put in their place.â€Â
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“I’m sorry†Lydia asked. “My class is on Wednesdays.â€Â
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“Oh Lydia†Carol sounded disgusted. “Please don’t tell me you forgot. Last week… I asked you to take my class this afternoon. You said you would. Please tell me you have the material prepared.â€Â
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“Oh… Of course, Sister Carol†Lydia was obviously lying to cover her perceived ineptitude. “I have my material right here. In fact, I was just headed over.â€Â
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“Stupid cow†Carol whispered as she released the intercom button.ÂÂ
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She was still waving her hands through the air trying to spread the air freshener when her secretary knocked on the door to announce her three o’clock. Carol was expecting a man and his wife. It was presumed that the wife was infertile and the couple wanted to fulfill Gods commandment and have children. Following the example of the Prophet Abraham, they were here for the initial interview about accepting a handmaiden. The girl would receive the seed of the man and give them a child. The fact that the child was not the genetic offspring of the woman really didn't matter. The Bible made that clear.
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Reverend Landry was a tall nice looking gentleman. His dark suit reflected his religious profession, but the fine material and the superbly tailored fit indicated that he definitely had not taken a vow of poverty. His hair was growing fashionably gray at the temples. It was so perfect, that Carol was almost positive that cosmetics were involved in producing the distinguished effect.
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“My wife will not be able to join us†Landry announced in response to Sister Carol’s inquisitive look. “She is tied up at the parsonage with a church budgetary meeting.â€Â
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“That is unfortunate†Carol replied nervously. “We feel that the selection of a handmaiden must be a joint decision. I am afraid we will not be able to…â€Â
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“My wife and I live a Bible centered marriage†Landry interrupted. “Magdalene is obedient to my decisions as Paul said it should be. She will accept my choice as God commands her to do.â€Â
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“Still†Carol joined. “We have rules, and I am afraid it just won’t be possible…â€Â
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“In Christ, all things are possible†Landry interrupted. He reached inside his jacket and took out an envelope and laid it on the desk. “We believe very strongly in the Christian work you do at the center. We feel called by God to make a substantial contribution to support your work.â€Â Carol almost gasped when she peaked into the envelope and saw the amount on the check. She also noticed that the signature block remained blank. “I was hoping that a certain amount of flexibility might be exercised in my case.â€Â Reverend Landry smiled warmly.
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“Well…†Carol forced a nervous smile. “I don’t suppose it would hurt to look at the candidates that we have available. I will need to meet with your wife before the final selection is made, but I see no harm in talking.â€Â She opened the manila folder and began handing over resumes to the doctor.ÂÂ
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Each candidate’s documents included a picture of the woman, and a few specific about age, fertility verification techniques and experience. Landry focused on the pictures looking only briefly at each. Carol could not stop herself from glancing, or even staring, at the small white envelop that lay on the corner of her desk. It was so much money, and the center needed it so badly. Landry separated out three candidates from the two dozen that he reviewed. Each was young; this would be their first assignment. None had had children before. Fertility had been verified by ovulation testing. He reviewed the three candidates and then selected one.
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“Could I meet this one?†Landry said handing back the dossier. “I’d like to pray with her.â€Â
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“Oh, I don’t think… Possibly if your wife…†Sister Carol was at a loss and she knew she was babbling. What he was asking was beyond an exception. Normally she ruled the selection process with an iron hand. Usually she interviewed the applicants and made the selections with very little consideration of the desires of the applicants. Reverend Landry had her off guard. His charming smile and persuasive manner had caused her to do things that she would normally not consider. The applicants never got to meet the handmaidens until the sealing ceremony, and the men were never allowed to be alone with the girls even during the intercourse. The rules were very clear but the check in the envelope on the side of her desk was a major factor. He had shown how far he was willing to go, but until he signed it he had given up nothing. She needed to get back on top of things.
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“Obedelia is an excellent young woman†Carol tried to compose herself. “She is healthy and fertile. She will produce children you will be proud of.â€Â Carol was staling, trying to think of what to do. “I don’t suppose it would hurt for you to talk to her. I will send for her. Possibly you might make your contribution official while we wait.† She took the check out of the envelope and pushed it across the table toward him with one hand offering him a pen with the other.
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“Oh certainly†he said taking the pen. “Do you have a private chapel where I might pray with her? Often young people are uncomfortable praying in public. One’s faith is such a private matter.â€Â He held the pen waiting for her answer. “I have made this out to you personally†he explained. “I was not certain which of the center’s funds should receive the contribution. I assume you will be able to distribute it into the appropriate accounts.â€Â
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He had spelled out the ground rules clearly. He wanted to be alone with Obedelia. That was the condition on which he would sign the check. Carol knew it was a violation of every rule the center had, but she wanted the money. She glanced over at the check in front of the Reverend who was poised to affix his signature. She read ‘Pay to the Order of Carol Martin’ on the top line.
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“We have a small interview room that you can use†she said. “It’s quiet there. You won’t be disturbed.â€Â The pen touched the paper and the signature made it official as Carol touched the intercom and asked her secretary to have Obedelia brought to interview room 3.
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The interview rooms were at the end of the north wing. That section of the complex was nearly deserted. Carol had selected the location in the hopes that no one would notice what she was permitting. She was not concerned about the good minister. He was after all a man of God, but the one thing she did not want was anyone asking questions about the variations in procedures. He could have his little prayer with Obedelia; she would have the contribution and all would be well as long as no one started spreading rumors.ÂÂ
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She was already thinking about what she would do with funds he had so generously offered. She and the center both needed the money. The church's support for the center was minimal, and when she complained of shortages, all she got form the bishop was “the Lord will provide.â€Â Her situation was little better. She was paid, but her salary was far less than the stress of the job merited. She deserved more. The Lord was providing, and she was not going to get in the way of the Lord’s will.
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Obedelia was waiting nervously in interview room 3 when they arrived. Nervous was an understatement. She was terrified. Sister Carol believed in strict discipline and corporal punishment was both severe and brutal. The young girl did not know what she had done. She prayed both long and earnestly for forgiveness for her sins. She tried to follow every rule of the center to the letter. Unlike most of the others, she really believed that God had brought her to the center to give her a second chance at salvation. She did not know what she had done this time but she had been told by other girls at the center that being guilty was a loosely defined term. She also understood that the only part of a woman’s body that was required to be functional was her vagina and womb. There were stories of girls who had had their fingers cut off to prevent them from masturbating. She jumped up as the door opened.
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“Rejoice Obedelia, God has blessed you†Carol said as she opened the door. “This is Reverend Landry, and the spirit has moved us to understand that it is Heavenly Father’s will that you be joined with his family.â€Â
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“Blessed be the fruit†Obedelia said without taking her eyes off the floor. She breathed a sigh of relief, but she was still shaking from the fear induced adrenalin rush.
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Landry stepped into the doorway but did not move far enough into the room to allow Sister Carol to follow him in. The room was small and much of the space was occupied by the conference table in the center of the room. He eyed the young girl carefully and then closed the door excluding Sister Carol from the interview.
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He stepped forward and put his hand on Obedelia’s shoulder, then moved up her neck and lifted her chin. He stared at her face momentarily and then his eyes moved down her body.
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“Perhaps Sister Carol was premature†he said. “I have not actually accepted you as my concubine. I wanted to meet with you before making a decision.â€Â
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Obedelia opened her mouth to explain that she was a handmaiden and not a concubine, but thought better of it and said nothing. His hand holding her face up made her nervous. His eyes running up and down between her hips and breasts terrified her.
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“We are looking for a woman who will be comfortable in a God fearing home†he said. “We believe that God intended people to live as the Bible teaches. My wife is obedient to the priesthood as the scriptures command her. You will be obedient as well. We would prefer that your obedience be given willingly.â€Â He paused as he turned her head to the side and pushed his thumb between her lips and forced her to open her mouth. He was looking at her teeth and down her throat.
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“Yes sir†she mumbled when he finally finished inspecting her mouth and released her jaw. She was not certain he had wanted an answer. His face was hard a stone and she could not read if she was expected to answer.
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“You will be staying with us after you’re impregnated†he explained. “We will want to supervise your diet, your lifestyle and your prayers during the pregnancy. We want to insure that our child is brought into a Christian world.â€Â His hands moved around the back of her neck and his fingers went up the back of her head feeling the shape of her scalp, her ears and the bone structure of her face. “After God gives us our child, we will want your milk. God ordained that a woman’s body should feed infants and we believe it is sacrilege to defy God’s plan. You will pump your breasts and my wife will bottle feed the child. You don’t look like you’ve got much in the way of tits.â€Â It was almost an accusation. He pulled her head up by her hair and looked into her eyes as if expecting an explanation, or at least an apology for the size of her breasts.
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“Ah… I’m young†she stammered. “My mother and my sister both developed… well you know… later.â€Â His left hand griped the back of her neck and his put his right on her breast and began feeling her. She almost screamed. “NO… Stop†she commanded and grabbed his wrist with both of her hands attempting to pull him off her.
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“Open your blouse†he commanded. He released her breast but tightened the grip on her neck painfully. “I want to see your chest.â€Â
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“No†she whined. “It is not permitted. I can’t do that. Please…â€Â
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He released her neck. Instead his fingers forced their way into the tight collar of the bright orange dress that all handmaidens wore. He gripped the material and ripped the front of her dress open to her navel. The cloth screamed as it tore down the back as well. Buttons flew in all directions. She frantically tried to close the torn fabric as she attempted to back away from him.
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She backed into the table, its edge hitting her thighs just below her ass. He moved with her stepping up to her stopping her retreat and pinning her in place. His fingers pulled the shoulder straps of her bra down her arms pealing the cups off her breasts.
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“Your nipples will need work†he said as he continued groping her. “It’s important for an infant to have something solid to suck.â€Â
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“Mm… Mmm…†She tried desperately to call for help, but his hand clamped over her mouth stifling her screams. She struggled, but the remnants of the bra and the long sleeved dress pinned her arms to her side.
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“Shh…†he said calmly. He brought his face up against her cheek and whispered in her ear. “I bought you today. Just like Abraham bought his little Egyptian slave girl, you have been bought and paid for. You belong to me and I’m going to fuck you. Nothing you do can change that. If you scream, if you struggle, it’ll just be more painful.â€Â
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He turned her around and forced her to bend over the table, his chest pressed against her back holding her in place. His hands grabbed the sides of the torn fabric of the back of her dress and ripped it down past her ass. She shifted and twisted under him. The fabric of the dress and her under pants tangled her legs making it impossible for her to struggle effectively.
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“I have been with my wife for nine year†he explained. She felt his hot breath on the back of her neck. “I like to fuck, but god, the same pussy over and over for nine years.â€Â He unzipped his pants and took out his penis while he talked to her. “And there are things I have always wanted to do to a woman that a man just shouldn’t do to his wife.â€Â His finger worked into the folds of her pussy and forced there way into her spreading her juice and getting her hole ready.
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She stopped struggling and her attempted screams and cries for help had degenerated into sobs. She cried out in pain as his cock forced its way into her. This was only the third time she had ever experienced intercourse. Her boyfriend’s mother had caught them in his bedroom and brought the women from the church to examine her. The old ladies had had held her down and pulled her legs open while that old crone stuck a finger into her cunt. The old woman had shaken her head indicating that the young girl had given up her virginity. That was the end of her life as she had known it. She was no longer considered fit for a proper Christian boy to marry. From that moment on, she had lost control of her own destiny.
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The Reverend Landry was humping her hard; humping her from the back like a dog. She had been taught that this position was vile. It was a sin against God to take it like this. He told her to be a good little bitch and hold still for him. She obeyed because she had no choice. Suddenly she felt him slam into her hard. Her whole body was thrust forward. His legs were shaking. His hands gripped her shoulders painfully. It took her a few seconds to realize what it meant. By then it was over and he lifted off her dragging his penis out of her like a stiff rope.
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Sister Carol had not intended to leave them alone. She had expected to be present while the Reverend conducted the interview. She had started to protest when the door closed in her face and she realized that he was not listening to her. She was not at all sure how she now found herself in the hallway separated by a windowless door. She had permitted a man to be alone with one of her girls. She told herself that it was only a minor infraction of the rules. He was after all a man of the cloth; a minister in God's church. He could certainly be trusted.
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She almost opened the door when she heard the first of Obedelia’s screams. She had rationalized that the girl was probably laughing. A handmaiden laughing was frowned upon, but not strictly a cause for alarm. The alternative would have been to open the door and see what was going on. If it was as she feared, there would be questions. How had a man been permitted to be alone with a young girl at the center? He had given her a great deal of money and she had allowed him to get access the girl. She would be seen as having pimped out the little bitch. At best she would be fired from her post. She would be disgraced, excommunicated from the church; at worst, she may be facing jail. Suddenly the full implications of her situation hit her and she took her hand off the door handle as if it were hot.
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She prayed that she had not heard what she thought she had heard. She willed Obedelia to be quiet and relieve her of responsibility to take action, but the girl would not be quiet. The noises shifted from screams to cries for help and then sobbing. There were other sounds too; the creaking of furniture, the man grunting. Carol desperately wanted to ignore what she knew was happening on the other side of the door. She thought of the check that was made out to her. She focused on it, willing her brain to ignore the auditory input from her ears.
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Suddenly the door opened. Reverend Landry stood there pulling up the zipper on his suit pants. Behind him Obedelia slid off the table onto the floor in a heap line like a gallon of spilled honey. She held her face in her hands sobbing silently and trying to cover naked body with the remains of her orange uniform dress.
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“Yes†Landry said. “I have decided to take her. Have her delivered to the parsonage on Thursday.â€Â
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“Thursday… Well you see she hasn’t finished her training just yet…†Carol mumbled unable to take her eyes off the pathetic young girl on the floor.
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“Training†Landry laughed. “What you need to show her how to lie on her back and spread her legs. Don’t worry about it. I’ll take her as she is; Thursday… preferably before three.â€Â With that he pushed past her and strode away down the hallway.
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Carol stared for the longest time trying to comprehend how things could possibly have gone so wrong. When no answers came she shifted to what she was going to do about the situation.
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“What have you done?†Carol said finally running forward and kneeling beside Obedelia.
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The young girl looked up at Sister Carol with red eyes and a tear stained face. “What have I done? He raped me.â€Â
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“No†Sister Carol said. “You tricked him into following you down here. Once you had him alone, you attempted to seduce him. You tried to bring out his baser nature and force him to have intercourse with you, but Reverend Landry is an honorable man and wouldn’t commit this sin. When he refused you, you tore your clothes off and concocted this story about something that didn’t happen.â€Â
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Obedelia looked up at Sister Carol. Her face cloaked in hurt and betrayal. Ever since she had been brought to the center, Sister Carol and the other administrators had promised the handmaidens that they were there to protect them. They were promised that the center and the church that stood behind the center were there as the shield to protect the young girls against the things that men would do to them. The handmaidens were all fertile young women who had foolishly given up their virginity out of wedlock. Now they would never be accepted by any except the basest of men. No God fearing Christian man would have them since they had proven themselves unworthy. For months now she had been forced to pray and thank God for this second chance.
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Obedelia knew that Sister Carol had had her brought to this remote place in the complex. She had brought a man to her and then left her alone with him so he could use her. Sister Carol had waited outside the door listening to her cries for help and had waited while he fucked her.
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“Yes†Obedelia said. “I have sinned. I will pray for forgiveness. I deserve to be punished.â€Â
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“We all make mistakes†Carol said. “Do not add bearing false witness to your sins. No one would believe your word over his and mine anyway.â€Â Obedelia nodded. She became aware of the hot semen running out of her vagina over her thigh and onto the floor. “It will be okay†Carol continued. “He wants you despite your attempts to corrupt him. He is a man of God and he will help you. You will have your first assignment with him and his wife. Once you are in his home, his wife will look after you; take care of you. She will insure that the ceremony is strictly adhered to. Go clean yourself up. Hurry now, evening prayers will start in a few moments and you don’t want to be late.â€Â
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Sister Carol was absent from prayers that evening. Miriam and Angela were also absent.
It was June when we first got the news. Robert, a good friend of my husband, had discovered a new tribe in the deep forests of South America. My husband John and I were invited to come and help him with his research. John and Robert were both Antropologists, I myself was still trying to get a degree in Psychology but I was definately willing to take some time off and travel to this exciting civilization that was still hidden from the rest of the world.
A few weeks later we arrived at Lima airport. We needed to take a bus to the town where Robert would pick us up. From there on we needed to travel by foot, since the forests didn't allow any vehicles. It was a really long and exhausting journey, but it
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was worth all the trouble! I had never seen John this excited; this was what he had always dreamed about!! Robert told us all about how he had first discovered the tribe. While on vacation he had found a strange object in the river. He searched the forest upstream and eventually discovered the hidden village. The people were still extremely shy and careful, but fortunately not hostile. He was hoping we could find out more about these people and how they lived.
I’ve been thinking of you all day. I love fantasizing about you. Sitting at my desk, coming up with scenarios in my head and wishing I was home in bed with you. Normally I refrain from touching myself in the workplace; I like to build up the anticipation until I get home and can jump on you. Today, however, I am feeling particularly horny. Maybe it’s because we haven’t been able to have sex in about a week, both of us being rather busy. In any case, I simply can’t control myself. I slip my hand around to the back of my pencil skirt and unzip it about a third of the way. I then slide my hand down the front of my skirt and over my bare pussy (I decided to go commando
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today). My juices are already dripping down my thighs and making a small wet spot on the backside of my black skirt. The merest thought of fucking you has a huge effect on me. I can’t help but think of your perfect cock thrusting deep inside me. I start softly rubbing my clit until it is fully erect, day dreaming of your body pressed against mine. I slowly slip one, then two fingers into my tight cunt, wishing for your masterful fingers. As I fuck my self with those fingers, paying special attention to my illusive g-spot which you always manage to find, my other hand reaches down and starts vigorously rubbing my clit. Just thinking about fucking you has already brought me so close to climax that it doesn’t take long for my fingers to push me over the edge. I sit here, in my chair, panting and basking in the afterglow of my orgasm. Sadly, though, I am quite insatiable today. There isn’t a very good chance that I will get to see you tonight, as you have been very busy the past few days. The rest of the day passes excruciatingly slowly, and all the while I am growing more and more frustrated. I can’t get you out of my head. My thighs are thoroughly soaked in my juices, which are making their way further down my leg. I need you. Only you can give me the release I so greatly deisre.
Somehow I make my way home. My head has been so filled with fantasies of you that I don't know how I made it through the rest of the day. I  lie on my bed nude (I’ve always had a bit of an exhibitionist in me) and try my best to read a book, but everything reminds me of you. I finally give up and just lie there, on my stomach, and fantasize. My hand wanders down and starts lazily rubbing my clit. I’m so lost in my myriad fantasies that I don’t even hear you come into the bed room and undress. Suddenly I feel you move my hair aside and kiss the back of my neck. You grab my waist and turn me over, facing you. I can see the hunger in your eyes mirroring my own. You need me as much as I need you. I also see a hint of mischief playing behind that hunger. You are up to something, and I don’t have to wait long to find out what. I see you reach over me to my bedside table and open the drawer in which I keep my toys and scarves. You pull out the silky scarves and quickly bind my arms and legs, spread eagle, to the bed. I am in your hands now. You love the power you have over me. You don’t blindfold me because you like me to watch helplessly as you ravage my body. You start to kiss my lips, softly at first, but then more insistently. You kiss down to my neck and start to bite at my neck and collar bone with vigor, not enough to draw blood, but enough to hurt a little. A little pain can be a good thing. You continue kissing down to my milky white, double D cup breasts. You love my tits. You lick them everywhere and start to suck on my nipples, hard, alternating between the two until they are completely erect and a little red. Then you kiss down the soft skin of my stomach to my navel and continue to play with my bellybutton, causing me to squirm. When you finish toying with my bellybutton, you travel downwards still until you reach my beautifully bare pussy. I am so incredibly wet with my yearning for you that you can smell my scent throughout the room. Tantalizingly slowly you start to tease my sensitive clit with your tongue and run your fingers up and down my slit, not entering me. You do so love teasing me. You are driving me wild. I can’t help but moan and beg you for more. You start sucking on my clit in earnest, and slip two fingers into my well lubricated slit. I love when your fingers fuck me. It drives me mad. I start bucking my hips in abandon. GOD, I am so close! Then you stop, reminding me that you alone hold the power over my orgasm. You straddle my waist and trail your perfect cock up my stomach to my mouth. You lift my head to your dick, so that I can take you more easily. I suck your cock with relish. I love sucking your cock. I love the way it feels to have you in my mouth. God, it turns me on. You hold my head to your dick as I suck harder and faster, and you start fucking my mouth. You hold my head still and thrust deep into my throat. Mmmmmm. Your cock tastes so good. I can tell that you are getting close to your first orgasm of the night. Suddenly you pull out of my mouth and shoot your load all over my heaving tits. You let me suck the last couple of drops from your dick, which I swallow completely, savoring the taste of your cum. You proceed to slide your dick between my tits while squeezing them around your cock. My tits feel wonderful around your throbbing member, and I can tell by the look of bliss on your face that you are enjoying it, but you stop and slide back down between my legs, dragging your cum all along my body. My orgasm has receded a little, but, with a little coaxing, I’m sure you could push me over the edge. There is a noticeable wet spot growing beneath me as you slide you cock in between my lips and along my slit, teasing me. I beg you to fuck me…please? Please fuck me. I need to feel you inside me. I start to thrust upwards with my hips in an attempt to force you inside me, but you always pull away just in time. You are driving me insane. I am crying out for you, begging, pleading with you. Finally, ever so slowly, you slip your dick inside my tight, hot pussy. OH GOD YES! This is what I have needed. You start picking up your pace, slamming your hard, throbbing cock into me over and over. I can feel your balls slapping my ass. I am getting so close to my release. So fucking close. I am moaning and screaming your name. You are so fucking good! GOD, YES! OH, YES, FUCK ME! I’M YOUR LITTLE SLUT, FUCK MY FUCKING BRAINS OUT! You suddenly stop and pull out right before I climax. No, please don’t stop! You untie my legs and throw them over your shoulders and pound into me. I scream my climax as you cum inside me. OH, GOD! I’M CUMMING ALL OVER YOUR COCK! My pussy clamps down on your cock and milks you dry. Or combined juices flow out of me, on to the bed. You sigh and settle onto me to catch your breath. Then you reach up and untie my hands. I relax my aching muscles and wrap my arms around you as you lay your full weight on top of me. You are absolutely incredible, you know that? We lay there, basking in the glory of the night, both finally satisfied.
Things are settling down in my new home base. My aunt appears a couple of days a week and soon got the male and female customers opening up in coversations. Its clear some of the blokes would like to get in her knickers and she plays them like fish on a hook, tormenting bitch. As for the women, well they opened up big time. After finding out my aunt had been divorced for years she pressed my aunt for some details of her, my aunts, outlet to sexual satisfaction. Aunt side stepped that one, thank goodness seeing I was hovering in the vacinity. Strange really, women went on as though I was invisible but if a man appeared they clammed up. Youth has its benefits.
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"2"> Anyway this customer I reckon was more intent on telling her bit rather than listening to my aunts should it be fortcoming. Apparently her husband had been overseas for most of the war, and on departure he'd said to their teenage son, take care of your mum while I'm abroad. I thinks "Usual chat here" and was going to push off when the tone changed and my ears went on full alert. She just said I took it for about six months,you know using my finger and that and this night I was as horny as hell. when my bedroom door opened and sonny boy drifted in half asleep saying he felt lonely. So I let him get in with me. She said, then I got a surprise, as he was climbing in without pj's, his half hard knob pushed out the leg of his underpants Christ I thought, Its at least as big as my old man's and he's only just forteen. She flushed a bit as though it was turning her on again. I went as hot as hell she said and my pussy gave a surge of juice. I was disgusted with the dirty thought I had at that moment. I led there on my back with the light off now and couldn't get to sleep.
I had this vision going round in my head of letting him "You know?" My aunt interjected "yeah I know what you mean" with a pursing of her lips. Continuing, the woman went on, I kept thinking, well Bert did tell the boy to "Take care of me" and the feeling in my nether regions kept telling my brain this is what he was alluding to. So weakening when I knew he'd gone asleep I put my hand over and explored outside his pants, sure enough now soft his cock and balls was as I thought. Well it was sort of keeping it private in the family so there'd be no whagging tongues. I even convinced myself that if bert found out, he'd approve of my prudence. That night, it was lovely. I tweaked it around and as it got harder, I got the head out through the front flap and very gently wanked it incase he woke up. I even took some love juice off the tip and rubbed it in mine. It got me off almost immediately.
By this time I'd sunk down onto a small box so as not to break the moment in anyway. She continued, I was so tempted to try and get it in me there and then but thought it might go all wrong and I needed that cock big time but long term. I'd waited six months so another day or two I could manage. Next day nothing unusual, he did say he liked cuddling in with me and he was sure he had a lovely dream but couldn't recall it but he knew it was nice. Come the evening I casually said you can come in with me again seeing it made you feel nice. He jumped at the chance, and so it was. That night I got the first hard cock against my ass for months. I waited again till he was asleep, Having given him a different set of pants that I knew gave easy access, I rubbed him up and reasoning he'd probably hump like a dog does I turned spoon fashion and made my nightdress rise up my back and putting my hand back over continued to rub him up. After a bit he rolled over off his back towards me and I got that first hot touch of cock on my ass cheeks. I went motionless panting like hell, half in anticipation and half in panic in case he woke up. But I kept a hold on his hardon.
After what seemed an age, but must have been minutes he started gently short dry fucking strokes. I wiggled my ass to help position everything and a couple of times it hit me right on the asshole but getting more slippery it started sliding right along my crack. Then it found me, I tried like hell not to move but it was to much, I just had to help it in. I'm sure he was asleep all the time though. My aunt had just chipped in, "It gets you so you can't resist" Fuck me! she's going to babble about me! Oh shit! Ding,Ding, saved by the bell. A bloke walks in. The woman says, "I'll tell you later what happened" and she was gone.
Prior to this event when I knew about my aunt coming over I decided I had to create a situation similar to the one at the old shop. There quite by accident I got a dream situation going which with every passing month of growing up I found a wonderful pass time. Being quite young I was into every crook and cranny. (this held me in good stead in the future incidentally) So while exploring under the old shop window crawling with my torch I found some hidden jars of sweets, (an item on ration at that time, more about those later) but this area was enclosed but had end side accesses. As I got along the customer end and peered out a woman customer dropped some coins out of her purse. The coins rolled away from my hidden position,she in turn first bent to retreive some allowing me to look up the back of her clothes to the top of her thighs, but some of the money went farther under the opposite side counter so kneeling on all fours and reaching forward I could see even more including the two half moon creases across the start of her bum cheeks because her panties got pulled upwards across her ass. Being young and wondering I thought nothing of shining my torch at this sight.
On doing so, what emerged from that gloom was what is now termed "A camel toe" pink panty right tight into the crack and as tight as hell across the puffy outer lips then tight into her groins. I didn't appreciate It properly then but later my minds eye revisited her visible offering that day with my hand working a hundred miles a hour on the beast between my legs. So from then on I searched with my torch up many skirts from my hiding place. Some having popped out while preparing a bath or such like made an offering with no knickers on at all. Generally this was when they thought we were closing. One in particular, our next door neighbour in fact, had almost a permanent counter position on a high stool we had there. Nosing for gossip and in her late fifties I would guess, she was really plump and quite short. I quickly twigged that she wore no knickers and not being fussy, I looked at all and everything. Every time she got off the stool she slid till her feet touched the floor with her legs spread. I torched this move every time to see her raw meat coloured pussy with enormous puffy labia each side and two inner flaps like a puppies ears. She looked straight at me each time and she must have known what I was torching because she always made a smile directly at me. It must have given her a buss I guess.
This was where my crush on my aunt first started although I didn't realise what a crush was at the time. Because I also spent time under the window but at the serving side of the counter when I found my torch let me see what colour panties my aunt had on each day plus a constant look at her thighs and bum cheeks. So back at the new place I was to big now for torching from under the window. I put a different ploy in place although this was somewhat limited. There was high up shelving in those days unlike supermarkets today,these required step ladders. So as I got to do the stacking I put the most popular items high up and from the vantage seat I mentioned earlier I got lots of good views of my aunts and others upskirt offerings. Improved fluorescent lighting helped. In no time at all and bearing in mind our changed relationship she quietly whispered "Still at it but without the torch you dirty little sod,mind you don't get caught" Was nothing sacred from this woman? she must have known all the time! She equally must know I'm listening to all the smut. At that moment I decided I would do an "uncle" at the first opportunity and tell her the dirty goings on up the docks.
It was on a stroll back from the docks with Ben we came across a real turn on. In a hilly park while heading in no particular direction we saw a girl we recognised as the older sister of one of our bus girls. She was quite petite and really pretty. She was in tow with two lads and a much bigger bloke, in fact a bear of a man, they all lived we knew in a local eighteenth century slum buildings. Nothing wrong with that mind, they were just people. We thought nothing of this but gradually they got up by us. She was obviously enjoying the company of these three guys, just laughing and joking with them. Having got just ahead of us and almost unoticed by us one of the lads crouched down behind her as she faced the bear type bloke, looking up at him, at about six foot three and her no more than five feet. totally distracted and to our amazement he gently pushed her shoulders and back she went over the other lad almost in slow motion her legs buckled as she went backwards and because of his body her legs went wide and as her bum stopped in an upward position her legs was splayed up and apart.
Wearing no panties a beautiful miniscule pussy with an equally lovely mound of venus covered with a small bush of pubic hair came into view. This was truly the smallest prettiest pussy I've ever seen. By now the lad had got out from under and he and the other were each side of her holding her arms wrestling her pert tits out from the button opening in her dress top, no bra.She was rolling and kicking her legs around, not screaming or anything so it was impossible to tell if they were funning or about to rape her. the Bear, wearing heavy black railway workers clothes including a full length overcoat, normal for the steam railway workers at that time. (Clothes classed "gothic" now) had started to undo his coat and fly buttons. We just stood there mesmerized. Next he unleashed his heavy leather belt, no underwear and as his trousers dropped a giant cock and bollocks came out. Man they were enormous, It was three quarters hard and swinging like a pendulum. There was no way that piece of swinging meat could get in that tiny pussy. He grabbed hold of his cock knelt between her legs and with one hand on her belly he hit her tiny slot,wiggling it it up and down her pussy he must have sensed the opening his ass made a ruthless thrust her body jerked on her ass cheeks against the grass and like magic her tiny cunt splayed open enough to except his huge purple helmet as the foreskin rolled back off the head. With no more ado he pushed and I thought he had his hand on her stomach to feel how far it reached up her, in my young mind. He kept on pushing more and more till she took the lot, her cunt? it looked so tight rapped around this beast but when he started to pull back from her the lovely ring part stretched and seemed to cling on not wanting to lose this mighty rod. He then really went to town ram,ram,ram. she pulled her legs up to her chest and proceded to orgasm like there was no tomorrow.
With several grunts he unloaded in her. When he pulled out, his was all shiny and covered in slimey jism. Hers stayed open showing lots of cum, he turned to his mate and just said "go on then your turn" this lad got in between her legs and followed up but she didn't appear to thrill. The third one declined as he pulled his cock out his fly saying "its to late" he squirted over her tits having not wanked just through watching the others and playing her tits. Bear pulled his trousers up having wiped his cock off in the tail of his shirt he'd left them down all the time,I guess in case he became ready for a second go. She stood up put her clothes straight, hooked her arm into Bears and skipped off happy as larry. Me and Ben? Oh! the third mate wasn't the only one that came off without even touching themselves.
The sun shone on the fields and on the grass as Kirsten jumped and swung and swirled in the mass of other revellers at the festival. Around her the sound
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s of trance and house bounced and beat and thumped and pumped, as she and the others jumped and boogied and grooved and moved. Behind her and on both sides was a sea of dancers, absorbed like herself into the music, letting it take them where it wanted, interpreted by many different wavy hand motions and frantic feet. Ahead of her and hidden by the heads of other dancers and behind his decks was the DJ, Kirsten didn’t know who. Not a superstar DJ, but a name DJ nonetheless, caning the old familiar tunes. The swirling sunshine sounds of ‘Beachball’, an oldie but a goldie, followed (and how did that happen?) by the hard thump of ‘Doom’s Night’.
Thumping. Pumping. Kicking. Banging.
Kirsten was well tooled up. E’d and spiked and sinking into narcotic euphoria. Already her long hair was damp with sweat, and it splashed against her bare shoulders. Then the squelch of the first few beats of ‘Avenue’, punctuated by ecstatic samples from something quite different. She’d been looking forward to this festival forever. Or at least since she and her friends had booked tickets on the Net. Somewhere beyond the crowds was their tent where they’d spent hours chilling out to the sounds on their CD player, passing spliffs between themselves and giggling at the small things that somehow seemed so hilarious. Paul’s tee-shirt with the beer stain on it. So fucking funny! And Sophie’s hair. Where had she got those weird beads? But all that hanging around, chilling out, getting sorted, that was behind them. The E was kicking in, not that Kirsten was really sure with the haze of dope and booze. She was fucking having it. And fucking having it large. And fucking large it was too.
Banging. Pumping. Kicking. Moving.
Gurrh! The E was coming up. She was really rushing. She pressed herself against Barry, who as always was a bit anxious when Kirsten was coming on strong. But fuck him! She was enjoying herself. She grabbed him around the waist and they boogied together as the swirling cathedral sounds of ‘Avenue’ gave way to some record she recognised but didn’t know, vocal sounds breaking in like waves of orgasm through the dense rhythms, in tune with her body as she pressed it hard against Barry, feeling his cock stiffen through the fabric of his shorts.
Thumping. Banging. Clanging.
The sun was gradually sinking in the distance and the shadows were getting longer. On the stage the arcing, swaying bright lights became more obvious as a cloud passed in front of the sun. And then a cheer as Paul Van Dyk himself hit the stage. A few brief words from the podium while Kirsten and her friends paused in their dancing, and then at last the decks erupted as the sounds burst forth from the speakers, the heavy bass thundering across the fields as ‘Iguana’ erupted. Hard house heaven. Kirsten flung herself onto Paul, brushing her tits through her tanktop against his shiny bare chest, his hands and arms twitching with the familiar beats. Sophie was shaking up and down as the rhythms pushed through her, twitching though her from crown to toe. An ecstatic smile on her face was the dead give away that her rush was coming on stronger than ever.
Grinding. Throbbing. Pulsating.
And it was Kirsten. As always. Who was the first to pull off her tanktop and let her boobs out into the summer sun, even as it fell beneath the horizon. Kirsten gave a whoop as her round breasts with their puffy nipples and satisfying orbs came loose and swayed freely with her body as she swayed freely in the beat. She could see Paul’s stare. And she laughed. Paul was so fucking uptight. What did it fucking matter what he fucking thought? She was up for it, whatever he fucking was. Through the sweat that drained off her forehead onto her eyes she could just about see other eyes on her coming from the other dancers, but they were just the ones who weren’t really getting it on yet. It felt much better for her tits to bump and wobble and rotate and sway with the music, free as the rest of her. And fuck! What’s such a big deal about tits anyway?
Hopping. Bopping. Sliding. Gliding.
In through all the trance and hard house came a clear single note, held for a beautiful long moment, gradually building up tension, other rhythms patterning themselves within it. And then bit by bit as Kirsten and Sophie and Paul and Barry sank to the size of midgets on a small corner of the earth, in a vortex of spinning ravers, it built up inexorably and powerfully and ever greater, wave upon wave of emotion and power, to finally climax with beats so heavy and dense that Kirsten could feel her stomach give way beneath her, her long hair swaying onto her breasts and hardening nipples, the ring in her belly-button transmitting hard signals of joy. And then crescendo. Passion. Ecstasy. Emotion. The four of them almost wept as the music carried them up higher and higher, wave upon wave of overlaid beats, crashing and bashing, banging and clanging. Kirsten danced with her head up, mouth open to the sky, as a full moon appeared above her, monstrous and meaningful, the energy pulsing through her as it came onto her and crashed into her.
Grooving. Moving. Kicking. Killing.
DJ after DJ. Record after record. Mix after mix. Highs. Lows. Bass. Treble. Rhythms harder than a hammer. Sharper than a knife. Like the knives cutting into her soul. Chemical Heaven. Kirsten pushed herself against Paul again, his own top thrown aside, pressing her hot hard breasts against his hot hard smooth chest, his pierced nipple occasionally slapping against her hot hard nipple. They shimmied and swirled and pirouetted and glided. Flesh against flesh. And Kirsten’s hand on his hard cock under his shorts. So long. So thick. And such a good fuck. Kirsten smiled as she remembered their fuck last night. The four of them. Taking turns as the acid wore off and the E kicked in. Not like that shit time with K that time. Paul and Kirsten. Paul and Sophie. Barry and Kirsten. Barry and Sophie. And even for a few giggly awkward moments, while the boys ogled guiltily, Sophie and Kirsten. Was it fun? Maybe. But what the fuck! You’re only young once.
Kicking. Banging. Thumping. Jumping.
And if not then, why not now? thought Kirsten, as the sounds got fast and furious, the lights flashing over the fields and the stage, dark silhouetted DJs behind decks, films synchronised with the beat on the backdrop. A deep contorted fucked-up beat squeezed itself through the four to the floor, twisted around in her belly, sank into her chest, and released itself as Kirsten pulled Paul’s shorts down, his prick standing out tall and proud, pink and purple gloriousness, pride personified. A cock to die for. Paul was too far gone to care, but his dancing became reduced to twitching as his consciousness gradually took in what Kirsten’s tongue was doing to his prick at that moment. Slurping, glurping, gasping, gulping. Saliva and sweat. And such a fucking big prick! Would Paul come on her tits? Did she want to waste such goodness?
Thumping. Pumping. Kicking. Banging.
Kirsten wasn’t sure what she wanted. But the music made demands on her. All at once “Horny! Horny!” crashed the vocals from the mix. Cheesy but so vital. Without any more thought, Kirsten stood up and pulled down her own shorts and knickers, past her pierced crotch and its triangle of light brown hair that belied the truth of her blonde hair, down, down, eased over her bony knees and then kicked off into the grass. She was now naked, except for her light green pumps, a slim bare figure in the moonlight, the rhythms pulsating through her chemically electric frame. Naked. And not for the first time at a festival. Sophie rolled her eyes, but didn’t stop her dancing. Barry looked nervous. And Paul looked positively terrified. A few other figures momentarily paused in their dancing. And one or two exchanged comments, but not wanting to look uncool. After all, it was only nudity.
And Kirsten enjoyed it. The chill air on her burning crotch. The sweat running free down her torso, onto her bare thighs without interruption or pause. Perhaps she was a naturist at heart. But perhaps she didn’t go for all that shit. She wasn’t going to be spending her time playing beachball and table tennis. She just liked being bare fucking butt naked, and she didn’t fucking care what anyone fucking thought. If her parents could see her now. They could just get fucked like everyone else.
Scraping. Grinding. Twisting. Bumping.
And there was Paul still jumping and bumping opposite her, his prick slapping from side to side with the rhythm of his dancing. A shame to waste it, thought Kirsten, getting onto the ground, knees in the grass, hands behind his buttocks and prick in her mouth. The taste and smell was overwhelming, while Kirsten’s flesh tingled with chemical tension, the prick driving deep into her throat. But not for long. All of a sudden, it erupted into a creamy trail of come, which as his prick withdrew, splattered onto Kirsten’s chest and down his legs. Kirsten smiled as more come dribbled out of her mouth, and then without pause up with the beat, as it took her higher and higher and higher.
Pumping. Thumping. Hitting hard. Banging on. Relentless. Never ending.
And then it started to rain. Not for the first fucking time at a festival. The music continued uninterrupted. And who was on stage? Kirsten didn’t know. Didn’t care. After all those weeks comparing DJs. Was Carl Cox on? Was Judge Jules, Paul Oakenfold, Ferry Corsten, Armand Van Helden? Was it going to be blinding? Or cheesy? Or hard? Or trancey? Who fucking cared? The rain beat down gently, softer than the music, barely noticed on the sweat that already had her hair sodden and damp and lank and sticking to her bare skin. But not for long. Just a shower. Thank fucking Christ for that!
How it happened, Kirsten didn’t know, but soon there were others like her, naked and boogying, clothes flung aside, more pills appearing and shared and still no break in the dancing. Kirsten bounced off Sophie, whose eyes were rolling no longer, her perky pointed nipples as free as Kirsten’s fuller rounder boobs. Barry, too, had pulled down his pants, his thin prick not as proud as Paul’s even now, shrivelled into nothing, but shaking madly from side to side. The music pounding and pulling and pushing.
Perhaps it was Barry. Perhaps it was Sophie. Perhaps it was Kirsten herself. But someone had changed the tempo in their dancing, even though the music was beating to an altogether heavier, faster beat, and they were on the grass, slightly damp after the shower, all three of them, rolling about, kissing and licking each other. And when Barry put his prick in Sophie’s cunt, in came Paul, his prick recovering its hardness and straight into Kirsten, as she wrapped her legs around him, and he thrust in and out, with a rhythm totally out of step with the music. Kirsten didn’t care. The music was now just in the background. The sounds and rhythms in her skull were red and warm and liquid and tingled with narcotic energy. What the fuck had they been taking? Or was it just how the fancy took them?
And soon there were others. Kirsten didn’t know who they were. She didn’t care. Boys. Girls. As long as they had tongues and fingers and lips and pricks where pricks counted. Above them were the shadows of others dancing and twitching energetically in the moonlight, lit up occasionally by the vast strobes of light flashing from the stage. Kirsten occasionally caught snatches of tunes as they thundered by. Was that fucking Fatboy Slim? And later she was sure she heard the distinct beat and vocals of ‘Age of Love’. Occasionally, she looked into the faces and not just the bodies of the people gathered around her in this impromptu orgy of theirs. Would she normally have allowed such a fat arsed bloke with his long hair still inside his floppy hat take her up the arse like that? But who fucking cared? It was up there. Pushing up and pushing up, while below Paul (at least she thought it was Paul) was fucking her cunt. And a girl with really short hair was licking her face and eyebrows and cheeks. Kirsten grabbed the girl’s face with her hands and tugged it straight into her mouth and tongue fought against tongue.
Sophie and Barry were also hard at it interlocked by other naked bodies, sometimes flashing purple, blue, yellow or red as the massive strobes passed by. And then back to shadows in the pale moonlight. And then the hard beats of Mauro Piccotto joined the gasps and grunts and slurps and cries of the mass of bodies, building up to a climax of action, as Kirsten herself climaxed again and again and again.
And then more easy ambient noises from the stage. Bodies sagged and swayed. Exhausted by the dancing, the sex, the sweat. Sampled beats from the orient, interspersed with low ambient vocal cries, and long low hums of sound underlaying the slower rhythm. And bit by bit, person by person, the mass of naked flesh peeled off, Kirsten writhing beneath them.
Until there was only her. Lying on the grass, as people were making their way home. Her hair was splayed about her, face on one side, breasts on the ground, and legs crossed scissor-fashion behind her. Above her stood Sophie, while Barry and Paul stood off to one side chatting and passing a joint back and forth.
“Come on, girlfriend,” smiled Sophie. “Get your kit on.”
Kirsten stood up shakily, her memory of events already fragmented and incomplete. “Did we really…?”
“Here, Kirsten, have a toke,” insisted Paul, handing her the joint. “You were really way out there.”
Kirsten put the joint to her lips and breathed in deeply. Too deeply really, as she coughed up most of what she’d taken, but not so much that the effect of the skank was wasted on her.
“We really got it on there, didn’t we? We had a real fucking time, didn’t we? It was really banging!” she said with a smile as she looked up with her clothes in a bundle in her arms.
“Yeah, babe,” said Barry with an ironic smile. “That’s the word for it. Banging!”
It was around 8:30 when me and my friends were in a circle talking about girlish things, like all teenage girls do (I was 16 years old at the time). I then heard a sound, a quiet “humming” sound, and then it turned the corner. There, a boy in a power wheelchair with his head down as he drove, Miss. Able was to his E.A or “helper”. As he kept his head down as Miss Able put his things in his locker, I saw he saw shacking with fear. One of my friends laughed at him and whispered “look girls it’s a cripple who scared to shit” that’s not nice!” I snapped at her. “awwwwe, what’s the matter Mandelle, g
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oing to marry him?”. I kicked her in the legs and walked away, deciding to go introduce myself. I got a few steps away him and said “hello!”. He didn’t move at all. I squirted, putting my books on the floor. “My name is Mandelle, what’s yours” I asked “S-S-S-Shawn”, he replied. “awwwwwwe that’s a nice name Shawn”. The bell rang. “well I need to go to class Shawn” and with that I gave him a soft peck on the cheek and walked off. All morning all I could think about was that boy and how scared he must be. The lunch bell went; I gathered my things and hurried to the lunch room. There he was, all by himself at the corner table picking at his food. I walked over. “Shawn, are you ok? A tear went down his cheek. I went around the table and wiped it away with my thumbs “I’m sorry Shawn” I hugged him. “may I sit and eat with you?”. I guess…” he sobbed. “can I get you anything well I’m in line?”. “ummmmm”. “It’s ok; I don’t mind getting you something bud! Really!” I like candy” he said shyly “ok, candy it is then” I replied then went to line up. I got back a few minutes later and sat across from him. “Hope you like Arrow” “I love it” he said in a happy voice. We ate lunch then talked the whole hour and a half. We went to our afternoon classes, meting up in Art class. The end of the day came. As I was leaving through the north doors, I saw Shawn sitting outside. I went up to him asking “what are you going here by yourself”. “Oh just waiting for the wheelchair bus, since I’m the only one on it he answered. “Oh ok, I’ll see you tomorrow then” “bye Mandelle” he hung his head as I walked away. I saw this and had to turn back. 1”Um, Shawn?”. “Yeah” he looked up. “I was wondering if I could walk you home” really?!”, his eyes widened. “Yes really” I said “ok! Lets go!”, and at that moment I saw him smile for the first time. We went 16 blocks to his house. He made me giggle and laugh the whole way. I made sure he was home safe to his mom before we said our good byes. Walking home all I did was day dream. When I got home I went to my room and dropped my books and bag on the floor and crawled into my soft bed, thinking of Shawn till I fell asleep…
I’d just caught my 1st Pokémon it was a Bulbasaur thankfully Pikachu was not hurt too badly in the fight, as I took my walk down to the Pokémon center , as I handed nurse joy my pokeball containing my new Pokémon and my Pikachu, I waited in the waiting area for about 15 mins and I was handed my pokeball by nurse joy and she had left me know that my new Bulbasaur was a female and I was handed back my Pikachu and I knew that it was a male which made me raise an eyebrow but I thought nothing of it.
So I set off on my adventure once again as I walked threw a meadow it was already dark and it started to rain lightly so I set up my tent and as my head hit the pillow, I closed my eye
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s and thought about my 1st catch I was so happy and over the moon and then suddenly I thought to myself maybe I should let Pikachu and Bulbasaur out and let them sleep next to me, so I let them out of there balls and as they huddled up next to each other I rested my head down and feel asleep.
After the rain had stopped Pikachu went outside the tent and bulbasaur followed as the both of them walked they found a small lake to drink from, as Bulbasaur lowered her head to drink Pikachu could see its small light green hole open and exposed, Pikachu stood there in confusion as to what it was so Pikachu walked over behind from bulbasaur took a sniff and Pikachu was for some reason aroused was starting to get a boner as it 4 inch grew from its fur “Pika? Pika, Pika” as Pikachu said as if it was the 1st boner it had.
Bulbasaur turned its head round to see what was going on and saw Pikachu standing behind it and bulbasaur eyes was 1st on Pikachu’s hard small but thick boner as bulbasaur turned round she looked at his boner and walked over to Pikachu and licked Pikachu’s boner and he gave out a soft little moan and bulbasaur was turned on by this as well so bulbasaur opened her mouth and took about 2 inches in her mouth and used her tongue around and around Pikachu’s cock he started moaning more and more which turned on bulbasaur even more and could even feel warm wet goodness starting to flow from her cute green hole so bulbasaur let out 1 of its green vines and stuck it in the entrance of her green small hole and began to move it slowly in and out bulbasaur started to moan.
Pikachu gripped bulbasaur ears and pulled her head down deeper into its mouth till all 4 inches was in her mouth and touching the back of her throat which made bulbasaur gag but Pikachu pulled away buy about an inch and bulbasaur kept using her tongue swirling in circles which made Pikachu moan more which turned on bulbasaur even more as she speeded up the vine going deeper and harder in her small green tight hole which made her juices pour and as bulbasaur stopped sucking Pikachu’s hard and thick 4 incher , she let out her other vine and wrapped it round Pikachu’s cock and started to move in a backwards and forwards motion , Pikachu could do nothing expect moan and moan and Pikachu has an idea he unwrapped her vine and walked behind bulbasaur and sniffed at her flowing juices and licked to get a taste and he loved it he lowered his face even closer and start to licked the edge of her dripping wet hole and she let out a moan that would turn on any horny Pokémon he couldn’t help himself as he was licking and drinking her juices so he stuck tongue inside bulbasaur hole and started licking the walls of her pussie and more of her juices was flowing Pikachu couldn’t help himself but to keep licking and drinking bulbasaur’s juices.
Pikachu pulled away to catch its breath and bulbasaur fell to the ground from the pleasure panting heavily and Pikachu walked over to bulbasaur and positioned his hard and thick 4 inches just outside her hole and slowly guided it in and bulbasaur looked back and could see and feel Pikachu’s cock going into her hole she moaned loudly as she could feel his thick cock rubbing against the walls of her pussie and Pikachu cock was feeling like it was being squeezed due to the tightness of bulbasaur’s hole he started to move in and out, he could feel her warm wet juices pouring onto his cock and he couldn’t hold on any longer, he went harder and deeper by every thrust by now bulbasaur had a puddle dripping down from her hole.
Pikachu could feel his cock twitching and instinctively started to ram and thrust bulbasaur’s hole as fast and as hard as he could go with bulbasaur moaning and screaming being able to be heard from miles around Pikachu suddenly felt an explosion from his cock as he blew his load deep into bulbasaur womb, bulbasaur screamed at the top of her voice as she could feel her womb filling up, as Pikachu’s cock started to go down, he took his cock out and they both fell to the ground, tired and with no energy, they both went back to lake to drink and Pikachu managed to find some food for them both to eat after resting for a bit they both walked back to tent and laid next to me huddled together and fell asleep together.
Any questions or comments you can email me at: melvynmelster@hotmail.co.uk .... Also if anyone would like me to do another pokemon story send me an email as too what you would like and il see what i can do.
Freshmen year I had given head to Chad. I got in trouble in school though so I was sent to a different school until my Sophomore year. I had lost my virginity over the summer so I was a little more experienced than before but I never did see Chad anywhere around. I wasn't really looking for him. Ok maybe I was. His dick just tasted good and I guess I kind of wanted more. One day at lunch I was headed back from the cafeteria at lunch time and someone came up beside me and grabbed my breast, actually just my nipple. I guess it was a little cold out and it was easy to see tat I was feeling the ch
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ill in the wind. I turned around to see Chad. He looked so hot. I pushed his hand away.
"Quit it!" I told im. I tried to be serious but I had a smile on my face and he saw it.
"So Annelle, you gonna give me head again this year?" He asked as he walked along side me towards the main school building.
"Um no. You told and you weren't suppose to. You asshole." A look of shock came over his face but I wasn't buying it.
"Who did I tell?" He asked, "Maybe it was your friend, Marie."
"Right Chad. I'm not stupid. And no, I'm not gonna give you head this year." I snapped. I couldn't let him know how good it sounded to me. I wasn't a slut. I wasn't gonna jump when he said to. It would be on my time, not his. A look of sadness, fake sadness that is, came over his face.
"Aww, come on. You know you want to." he said smiling at me. God he was so hot and I wanted his lips on mine again. I wanted to feel his cock hard for me. But I couldn't let him walk all over me. I began to walk faster as if Iwanted to be away from him. When really I wanted him inside of me. I wanted to fuck him. I didnt want to make love to him or to have sex with him. I wanted to fuck him. Like on the pornos I had snuck from my Dad's closet. Something about him drove me wild. Maybe it was the fact that he was an asshole. That he was such a jerk and I wanted him to use me. The thought of him using me was the ultimate turn on.
Several weeks went by. Chad would come up to me every now and then and grab my ass or my breasts and tease me but eventually he stopped noticing me all together. His locker was even close to mine but he still didnt notice me. Finally after about a month went by without a single word from him (Or a single grope) I knew I had to do something. I seen im walking down the hall talking to some chick. I waited at our lockers and when he came up I leaned in real close to him. I made sure that he could see down my shirt.
"So Chad when are we gonna fuck?" He was completely shocked. He kind of mumbled for a second but then pulled himself together. "When do you want to?" The perfect reply. He wanted to fuck me as much as I wanted him. "I don't know. When could we do it?" I wasn't sure if he believed me. I wasn't sure if I believed myself. I didn't think of it this far in. I just wanted him to start paying attention to me and I knew that if I told him I wanted to fuck him it would definitely get is attention. "Well I could stay after school tomorrow. I'll get my ride to come late." Wow. So soon. I was thinking I would have some time to stall or something. "Ok tomorrow." and I walked off. I went to the girls bathroom and leaned against the door. What was I thinking? I had only had sex with one guy and here I was acting like I was the sex expert. I had to find a way out of it.
I went home and thought about asking to stay home from school the next day. Maybe fake a headache or something. But I just couldn't do it. I had already missed too many days and my Mom probably wouldn't let me anyway. So I just had to deal with it. I took a long shower and shaved my legs and my bikini area. It was my first time doing that so it took me awhile to get it right. I went to bed with my mind full of his cock and what his cum had tasted like. Could I just give him head again? Maybe, but was that really what I wanted. I wasn't sure but I stayed up a long time debating about it.
The next morning when I woke up I felt wide awake instantly. I felt like I wanted the day to hurry up but then again I hoped it would never come. Mt Aunt dropped me off at school as usual and I went to the cafeteria. I hoped I wouldn't see Chad. I didn't think I could handle seeing the look on his face. I'm sure he had told his friends but it didn't really matter to me. I ended up sitting with some friends and eating some breakfast. I forgot about the whole Chad thing for a bit. Went to a few classes and went on with the day. It wasn't until after second period that I finally saw him. I was putting some stuff in my locker and suddenly I felt him pressing up against me. I could tell he had been thinking about our plans by the hardness I felt pressing up against my ass.
"Hey I haven't seen you today." he said, as if I didn't know what he was thinking about. "Yeah same here. where ave you been?" I asked him. I turned around to face him and I couldn't help but look at his lips. Why did I want to kiss him so bad? The thought of his lips on mine made me realize that I wasn't going to back out. I was going to meet with him after school and whatever happens, happens. I wanted to kiss him again, it had been so long and the memory of it seemed so amazing in my head and I couldn't let this moment pass.
"Around," He answered, "So, are we still on for today?" I was tempted to kiss him there. But I knew I couldn't. Too many people were around.
"Yeah we are. You want to meet here?" Was I actually planning a sex date? What was wrong with me? Who was I? All of this was crazy and completely not me. But I just couldn't stop. He shook his head yes and looked around for a second and then leaned in and kissed me lightly and very quickly, but enough to get me feeling antsy. And then he walked away, to his next class I presume, but I wanted him then and there. Obviously it wasn't going to happen but that didn't stop my mind from wishing.
The rest of the day went by really slow. Each class seemed to drag right on forever. When the day finally did end, some of my friends seemed to linger around and it was driving me insane. It took everything I had to not tell them to go the hell away. After the halls were cleared out. I went back to my locker and looked around the halls as nonchalantly as possible but Chad was no where in sight. I felt a sudden disappointment. What if nothing happened? What if he never showed?. Just then I heard a door open to my left I quickly turned in that direction and there he was. He was coming out of the door that leads to the emergency staircase. Of course it never got used because there was never a fire or anything but I had heard of girls and guys coming here to do stuff. I think it was suppose to be locked.
He motioned for me to come in and I did slowly. I told myself that this was it. There was no turning back from this point. I hesitated in the doorway. He grabbed my hand and pulled me in the stairwell and the door shut behind us. And before I could even think of anything else his lips were on mine and they were pushing mine apart. I opened my lips for him to put his tongue in my mouth as I figured I would soon do for his dick. It felt so wonderful to kiss him again. He had great lips. Very shortly after we started kissing I felt his hands all over me. He had one hand in my shirt and the other undoing my pants. I t was way too fast for me. I really didn't even know him. But this was what I asked for, wasn't it? I said I wanted to fuck him and here we were. This time his hand inside my shirt went under my bra and he began to touch my nipples and at first it was soft touches and he was gentle. But then he got rough and I almost wanted to tell him to stop but it felt good too and I took the pain. Meanwhile his hand on my pants unzipped them and was touching me over my panties. But he was going slow. Almost as if he wanted to savor the feel of it. It felt wonderful. Every time he would get to my pussy he would stop there and rub with hi fingers. I pressed myself against his hand, I just couldn't help it, he was driving me nuts. He stopped kissing me and looked at me with a big smile on his face.
"You want this as much as I do, don't you?" he asked as he stuck is hand inside my panties.
I let my breath out as I felt his fingers touching my shaved pussy lips and pushing past to the wetness. I shook my head yes. He brought his lips back to mine and once again placed his tongue in my mouth. I began to touch him also. I put both my hands right to his cock. He was alrady hard and bulging in his pants. I heard myself moan as my fingers wrapped around the bulge in his pants. I could feel him perfectly. I started to unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. He stopped kissing me and started biting my neck. It felt so good. I could feel myself throbbing down there and his fingers were starting to go inside of me. "Your so tight." he whispered in my ear. I then reached my hands into his pants and went into his boxers and as my fingers touched his cock I heard myself moan again but much louder this time. I couldn't believe how good his cock felt in my hands. I heard him moan too as I pulled his cock from his pants and began to rub it. It was so big. Bigger than I remembered and definitely bigger then my ex boyfriends from the summer. I suddenly wanted him in my mouth again. I wanted to feel what I felt last year.
"Can I suck it?" I asked, a little unsure of what he was going to say. A huge smile came across his face. "Of course you can," he said as he held is hands out like 'Here come and get it." And I did. I got on my knees and placed that beautiful cock in my mouth. I looked up at him as I placed it in my mouth and he layed his head back as I hard another moan escape his lips. This one was like a sigh and a moan at the same time. I took more in my mouth and I could feel his hips pressing him deeper into my mouth. He was breathing so hard and loud it was all I could hear but it was so hot. I knew it felt good for him and I loved his cock. I loved to suck it and I knew I would love to fuck it. He pulled himself out a little and then pressed back into my face. He grabbed my head and just held his cock in my mouth for a couple of seconds.
"Damn you give the best head." He said as he released my head and pulled it out of my mouth. "I love the way your mouth feels on my dick." He rubbed my lips with his fingers and thn leaned down and kissed me again. His lips moved in sync with mine and our tongues played together. He then pulled me up and pressed my body to the wall. He began to bite my neck as he pulled my pants down past my waist. He didn't hesitate to pull down my panties as well. He then stopped and bent down to get a closer look. He just stared at my bare pussy for a couple of seconds and then before I knew what was hapenning I felt his tongue lapping at my clit and I was moaning probably too loudly but I was surprised at the feeling and it felt so damn good. He seemed to lick it in just the right places. I felt my knees going weak and I put my weight on the wall as I spread my legs a little to give him more room. This had to be the most wonderful thing I had ever felt. And I felt myself about to climax. And I wanted it so bad. But he stopped and stood back up. I opened my eyes and I felt like I was zoning back in from outer space. I felt a little dazed.
"Come here." He motioned for me to go over to the stairs. I let my pants and panties slide off as I walked over. I thought he would take his off but he didn't. He pointed at the stairs as i for me to sit down . I sat my pants on the stairs and then sat on top of them. After I sat down I turned around and he was already trying to get on top of me. It felt like it was going really fast. He began to kiss me again and I felt his dick poking at my pussy. His cock felt so warm and I wanted to feel it inside of me already. He was getting antsy too I could tell.
"Are you ready?" He whispered. I was surprised that he had even asked.
"Yeah, I think so." As soon as I said it I felt him pressing himself inside of me and it hurt so bad. He was much bigger than Johnny was and it was hurting very badly. I began to push on his stomach to stop him but he continued to push. His eyes were closed and he didn't seem to notice that he was hurting me. "Ow ow ow ow." I cried, hoping to let him know that he was hurting me. It was very wet and that wasn't the problem. I had only had sex with one guy and he had a small dick. Chad didn't even seem to notice that I had said anything. He continued to push into me. I felt tears coming down my cheeks. Suddenly I felt him push even harder and I felt him go all the way in.
"Ohhhhhh!!" I cried as he let out a moan as well. It felt so good and hurt so bad at the same time. He filled me up and I pressed myself against him harder
"Ohhh your so tight, it feels so good." He said as he began to pull it out and then push back in. He immediately began a fast paced rhythem.
"Ohh my Gawn Chad!!!" I cried out. "Oh, ohhh, ohhhh." I just couldn't stop myself. I liked what I was feeling and I liked to hear his name coming out of my mouth as he fucked me. And he fucked me hard. He was going so fast and he was moaning the whole time. I could feel myself getting close to coming and pressed into him as hard as I could.
"Oh Gawd Annelle, I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna..." He trailed off as he just moaned and grunted and was breathing really hard and loud.
"Chad, here I go, ohh....Ohhhh.." I cried out as I felt myself cumming. And he must've known because he fucked me harder and faster and I screamed out his name and I felt my eyes roll back into my head and my legs twitching. Then he pulled out.
"Can I come in your mouth?" He asked. I didn't even answer I just got on my knees and opened my mouth. He stuck his cock in my mouth and as soon as I had the head past my lips I felt him spurting his hit cum on my tongue and he shoved it farther in and I took as much as I could.
"OH MY GAWD!!" He cried out as he came deep down my throat. He thrusted into my face a couple more time until he was finished. He let his cock sit in my mouth for a little bit longer then he pulled it out slowly and he started to zip his pants. I picked up my pants and put them on as well.
"So..your not going to tell anyone are you?" I asked him as I slid my flip flops back on.
"No, I won't tell anyone. I promise." He said. He sounded for real this time but I still didn't believe him. But what could I do. I had sex with him and it was my choice. I got up and started to leave the stairwell and he grabbed me and pulled me back to him.
"So, can we do this again sometime?" He asked me as he rubbed my breasts over my shirt. I was surprised he had even asked. I guess I expected him to walk away and forget about me.
"We'll see." I said with a sly grin. I liked knowing I was in control. I then walked out of the stairwell and walked home. I didn't know if I was gonna have sex with Chad again but I knew I deffinitly loved it and it would have to go in my diary.
The next day at school I was surprised when no one said anything to me about Chad. He passed me in the hall a couple of times and just winked at me but no one seemed to know anything. I guess he kept his word this time.
Lifes sexual excitement never quite pans out as one would wish. So being all excited and impatient to experience being seduced by either my aunt or older cousin before I had to move to my new home I couldn't wait for the next Sunday to come as this is when my aunt mainly gets her horny times, having been turned on, by her brother's dirty chat. Being as green as grass about women's bodily functions I was gutted when Sunday came but my uncle failed to materialise. He apparently had had to go up country on a job.
Stupid me I didn't at that time realise it mattered little because my aunt was indisposed anyway. I also didn't realise that a week lat
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er she would be rampant for a fuck. So another week was spent with my hand working its magic on the beast that controlled my every thought.
All wasn't lost though because Ginny needed her fags on a regular basis. I had now made her aware of my cellar position where I watched much sexual activity and sprayed the stair wall with my baby juice. She showed great excitement about this and said she would give me the word when she planned any activity. This was not long in coming, because baths were taken in a tin tub in front of an open fire at this time in our house. This was an old mining area and ablutions were very basic.
Come Wednesday the tub is made ready, as before we were alone with grandad etc. I go to my vantage point having been told by Ginny to expect something different but didn't say what. Course I'd overlooked it was getting near to her husband coming home on leave (Furlow).
I found my heart was beating a tattoo in my chest with my beast already out of my trousers and in its Iron bar status,god it ached. I heard her say to nobody in particular but rather quietly "I'm going to bath now" and in an instant was in front of my vantage point bent over naked with her hand feeling the water then adding a drop of cold from the jug she held. Her ass was in my direction purposely because she looked back through her legs and winked in my direction. Her pussy lips were all puffy and pink. She stepped in,sat down facing me and her tits were level with my eyes.
It doesn't take much when you're young and horny. Spunk shot all over the wall I had sprayed so many times before. Now the flannel was soaped and all over her tits, nipples sticking out like organ stops. Then she was up, soaping down her belly into her groins with her pubes getting much action from her hands. At this point she ran both her hands down through her slit as she bent her knees forward and wider to allow her cunt to open. She was grinning at my hiding place (Bitch) Instantly her face went bland as the door catch clicked. One hand went to cover her pussy and the other across her tits. Didn't cover much of her good sizes tits though.
Bollocks Grandad has blown my entertainment. Wrong again, cousin is playing the coy card un-be-known to me at my youthful age. "Hows the fag situation" says she? "Want your back washed" he replies. Ok says Gin, ten fags go in the window sill. She's so bloody cheeky,in more ways than one. He moves in on her she lifts her arms while still stood up. He has the soap and starts on her back. I now realise why her arms are up, back? like hell he is his hands go from the back under her arms and round to her tits round and round her tits in fact then down over her hips back round to massage her ass globes then over the hip boned and with one hand each side he's rubbing the top of her groins. I cum again, my nobs aching like hell now. She puts her head back and says something to him,can't hear it though. "£5 that's a lot what do you need it for" "Den's leave" "Oh"
His hands are rubbing the centre of her slit and I could see it was having the desired affect on her. A fiver blimey that's half a weeks pay, thinks me, just for a rub? She says let me finish and wipe now,just like that. He's gone back through the door, I get a wonderful demo of a young woman wiping. She moves nearer the door where I'm at and quietly says "Stay put,he's coming back in a mo" She puts a blouse on and a skirt made of very thin cotton,red and black patterned.
Funnily she goes to the two easy chairs and pushes them apart by about a foot. I assume this is to allow her to get to the fags. But no they're still left on the sill. Then he returns with five one pound notes in his hand,he goes through the gap in the chairs and again puts these notes on the sill. Gin' says "I know why you done that" He grins and says "Go on then" she grins back and puts a knee on each arm then reaches forward to the notes but stays in that position. His trousers are tented and with that he catches the skirt hem and gently slowly lifts it up higher and higher revealing her pink pert bum cheeks and pussy lips very pink now because of the hot bath.
Resting the skirt down on her back he runs the side of his hand slowly through her slit,up and down,up and down. I can see it glistening more and more. She arches her back giving me a perfect view and making it easier for his fingers. Now I knew what his fiver was buying and free for me. Then she said "He's on leave next week" My mind clicked! fucking hell she's giving him the nod,like she told me her mother said about letting me have a go,"Fuck-i-n-g hell"
Fly buttons released his hand went in and pulled his cock and balls out of his trousers. pretty good for an old'un, about 8" not to fat but like an iron bar and his ball bag was as tight as a donkeys. He held the root of it and played it up and down the crease of her ass, precum making it shine then he moved it under her and slide along her pussy slit. She arched her back even more which made her open and the head hit the spot. He rolled his foreskin back off the helmet and started in. Undoing his belt his trousers dropped but allowing a good view of the action from between his legs. Then gripping round her hips and into her thighs he had the stance of my dog when it fucked. No more slowness he rammed up to the hilt in this young pussy. Boy did he fuck her good,as she started to moan he whispered "Keep it down" in no time his thigh and ass muscles stiffened and he was doing those short hard jerks I knew so well. She was gasping for breath and pushing hard back at his cock in her orgasm.
God you're just like your mother he whispered, pulled his trousers up and headed for the back as though a bout of guilt had come on to him. Ginny stayed as she was flexing her rear muscles which made a copulat amount of his and her juice come back out her hole. Eventually she straightened up making a glob drop to the floor turned round and walked my way where she put her hand between her legs and pulled it forward,then held it in front of me full of their spunk. She giggled went to the bath and let it all drop in. "Come and give me a hand with the bath" she whispered. I did and noted the jism was floating just under the surface like frog spawn but more milky. She asked if I enjoyed that and refered to the large amount of jism he squirted into her.
I had to know,so here goes. You said to him about the leave thing,does that mean you're going to seduce me now. Not today,but I will in due course. When the hell is one of these women going to seduce me. Youths inpatients reigned,but what I'd just seen held me in good stead twice a day till the weekend.
Sunday arrived still no uncle,drat,looks like I will move before being seduced. Aunt was her perky self having been rather subdued of late. The paper is being read and ripe comments exchanged with Ginny. Mother and daughter were very close and I caught a scrap of conversation, Did he... or did you let him. Something of that nature. Ginny opened her purse and showed the five one pound notes. Aunt made a circle with two fingers and pushed the finger of her other hand backward and forward through the circle. Ginny made a slight nodding motion with her head. Obviously she had not told all about me watching. That's good then.
Time for bed arrived, still nothing happened although I put my hand across. Then after a while a whisper from aunt. "Are you still awake" very hushed I said I was."Come round this side then" she said.Stealthily I got out and went round to her side. More whispers "Get in along side me" the blood in my head is pumping like mad,could this be it? In I get, Immediate shock hits me, she's completely naked,another whisper "You'd better stay this side because this morning young Ross had a sticky belly and legs. Fuck! That was a wet dream I had then,no wonder I couldn't find any jism. But naked where am I going to hide this bloody great hard on?
Aunt said "I expect you had an accident but don't worry that's quite normal at your age" That's one thing about my aunt she seems to understand everything like that. My hard on inadvertently touched her leg. ooh that's hot just rest it up against my back if you're going to lie facing me. So I did but it actually was resting in her bum crack plus a bit of it going up her back. I'm wide awake with every nerve end singing. You're getting very hot or are you always this warm? Always I whisper, mum says I'm hot blooded. Would you be more comfortable with your pjs off? she's naked so I ease them off. "You're becoming a big boy by the feel of that down there" This made me flush with pride. If hand rearing makes it bigger it was getting lots of hand rearing.
Laying spoon like I ventured to put my hand round her body bearing in mind some happenings at the time before although in my innocents I still assumed she was asleep at that happening. So with one hand down her back and the other over her and lightly resting on her breast and nipple we led there. Then very gently she raised her hips and waist and pulled my hand and arm under her and all in the same time moved my top arm from her breast down to rest on her abundant pubes. Thus my both arms were rapped around like a dogs paws and my hands were on her pubes. Although I moved my fingers on her pussy hair it became so relaxing that my hard on went down.
This meant my cock moved to just under the bottom of her bum cheeks. I suspect she thought I was now asleep,I was breathing in a slow steady way like before. Then almost imperceptibly her bum cheeks started moving slowly back and forth against my cock. It felt warm and juicy and of course my controller responded very quickly and very positively. It rose to the occasion and soon had my foreskin rolling back and forth while the helmet throbbed and slid along her cunt groove reaching farther forward as it grew till it was hitting the hood over her clit. When this started happening she started to pant a bit and helped my hands more towards the front of her pussy. I was surprised how far my hand could reach into her groins and slit.
By now she knew I was awake and made more serious fucking actions. I could feel lots of love juice coming up my cocks tube as it gave me tickling sensation inside it. I also started to finger her clit with both hands and love the feel of her hard clit under the lips as I rubbed them together from the outside. It felt like a small dick under a foreskin.
She then started to creep her body gently up the bed a little. This made my hard on stand up more so instead of sliding along her slit it was trying to go inside. Then in a very urgent commanding whisper and as she pushed down on me she said "Do the same as me" I would have anyway I couldn't have stopped myself. My cock squelched up in her, right to the top. I could feel loads of juice all over my pubes and lower belly and balls. There was a really sexy squelchy slapping now. She became more urgent,the bed was going,I was now gripping her like a dog would and already squirting my baby juice in her. No may I? it shot out of me like a gun,no softening either I just carried on going,now she was coming hard. How Ross never woke up I shall never know! or did she? but kept stumb. I went on then another orgasm and I jetted more jism in her. I went for a third time when she cum at the same time. By now she'd pulled her knees up and I swear to you we were lying like an upside down T and up in her insides I could feel like a small hand trying to clasp my cocks helmet over and over. (I didn't know it then,but it was the neck of her womb milking my cock head)
After we settled back to near normal she said "Now there I've seduced you,did you enjoy it? Don't breath a word of this not even to Ginny" Did I enjoy it? WOW did I! Of course Ginny had said she wanted to seduce me because apart from anything else I was a virgin cock. So no way was I going to tell her. If she wanted a virgin seduction of my cock, then I was going to be just that.
Quietly next day Ginny said did you see my mums sexy bits last night only you were rather noisy having that wank. Dead pan I answered in the affirmative adding, I think she done it on purpose. Ginny said whatever she showed it must have got you going, for a bit there I thought she was fucking you and added. Good job I had that torch still by me, it makes a wonderful dildo and I had to finish myself with something. I was trying to figure an excuse to get you in my room,but I couldn't think of anything plausible. Few! thank fuck for that.
While his missus made the tea, dad and son were deep in conversation. The old man nodded back towards the window the son laughed with some gesturing of pulling his plonker and slapping the back of his head. When his wife came in her husband said something. Putting the tea down, she put her hand across her mouth in mirth as she bent forward then as she straightened up she shook her torso making her tits bounce magnificently. Then instead of sittin
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g down to drink her tea, she went round the end of the settee and approaching the window she shook her tits again turned round and held the cheeks of her ass open then walked back round looked at her husband and son, then hubby moved his forearm in the motion indicating a bloke getting a hardon. As she'd turned and opened her ass cheeks there'd been a crash as though a bucket fell over down below us followed by an 'Oh fuck it' Ben and me were trying to hold our faces to stop laughing our heads off. I felt I was going to bust. With no further movement from the shed the scene in the window made us settle down again.
The missus was back in her chair drinking her tea. We noted that while the kettle was boiling the toilet light adjoining the kitchen through a vestable came on and the missus was having a pee, I reckon ready for the next session. We could see her body shape through the opaque glass. Even that was censuous to a young mind, imaginning the drips of love juice,pee and dog spit dripping off her pussy. (What a story for Ginny and my aunt if I got the guts to tell them)
Tea drunk,cups out the way, the blokes took off their clothes, but not their socks. They move to her sides and start squeezing and fondling her tits, as she slaps her thighs again, in came super licker and gets straight back at it. Quickly she's back on the boil. the men are rubbing everywhere on her body I notice they had put some sort of gloves on that looked like they slipped easily. Their full hardon's are stood out in unison and as she starts to cum she grabbed and gripped then like two handlebars , she must have really been gripping hard because the harder her orgasm the purpler their cocks went as though she'd stopped the flow of blood in them. When she finished cumming she let go of them and they returned to the normal colour but remained rock hard.
Standing up the dog was trying to shag her leg, she patted him and held her finger up telling him to obviously calm down to get a turn. Then there was a bit of pointing at the settee and her chair a hand gestured towards the window then they seemed to agree her chair would give the best view for the two of them perhaps even any other voyuers. Who knows? Who cares, providing we got a ringside seat! She then stood holding her belly up as though she wanted to see her cunt, then as the dog come in for another lick she bent forward over him and reached to the side and under his body. It looked like the dog was licking her belly button? the way her arm and hand was cupped she was obviously rubbing his sheath (I didn't know much about it then but learnt real quick later)
She then turned away from the dog and he tried to jump to grip her waist leaving some red weals on her hips which she didn't appear to even notice. Horny I suppose with her mind set on a dog fuck nothing else mattered. This dog was a mongrel but pretty tall and had a good bit of husky in him by the look of his stance and, what cock was showing looked very substantial. Then she knelt into the chair and doggy had another licking session she started to arch her back and he jumped up trying to grip her,the more she slipped nearer the floor. It was as though she was tormenting him. If she was, it was certainly working. his nob was now out in full including the lump (I now know was the knot) It was springing around squirting what looked like piss in all directions.
Son and hubby was laughing like drains, as the poor sod was trying for her hole. Down she went some more and this time he nearly got her, she must have gone a touch to low the cock slipped up through her ass crack and as he went back for have another jab at her, he hit her right in her ass hole, she quickly jerked forward to get it out but he had about three inches inside for a second. A bit of arm shoving of each other for that by the blokes. Something was said and she swung the chair round a bit to the side locking it and stretching away from the chair leaving her head and arms in and letting her tits dangle against the front of the seat. Their swinging motion at this stage made my cock throb and tingle with the love juice running up its tube.
This change had the affect of raising her pussy just a bit as she dipped her hips and arched her back part lower. With no further ado he was up her. He gripped her waist so tightly you could see her lower rib cage standing out as he pressed her flesh in to her sides. I reckoned there was nothing except death going to get him out of her no matter what she wanted or didn't want. She was due to get all he desired to give her. Her two blokes was now giving it some serious wanking time. It just wasn't fair we couldn't as well. Her head then come up off the seat and she was cumming with her mouth open like a fish out of water and I should think so with that much up her. She moved in the chair a bit and I could see that lump bashing her cunt on the outside. Suddenly it seemed to deminish from the size of a cricket ball to about the size of one of those small hard balls you throw for a dog to chase, then it was gone. Looking at her face in that instant, she looked in pain then she seemed to relax and start fucking back on him. Her face changed again and I could see her pussy was bulging out past her ass cheeks and thighs about three or four inches in a radial shape.
She was truly cumming really hard and so was the dog. This went on for about five minutes I guess. The dog then turned despite hubby trying to hold him on her back. Both her blokes was stood by her their half hard cocks having cum drooling off of their ends. At this juncture the dog tried to walk away extending the bulge of her cunt lips even more. It dawned on me then that this was where the dogs wacking great lump had gone. Lord only knows what the sensation was for her when he rolled it around inside her always assuming it would roll in her and not just twist the dogs dick. It didn't appear to hurt him in the turn but she did seem to have another violent orgasm as they tried to stop him turning.
Then they fell apart, the dogs cock was dangling and still had a knot about three inches, judged by uncles thickness in my aunty. The dogs cock was still jetting sperm, and lots was dripping out of wifey. She clambered up from the floor where the dog left her. Helping her the two men turned the chair round with the back towards us and she draped herself over this back waving her hand in front of her face as though it was a fan cooling her. Son made a sweeping guesture with his two hand as though to say you first. His father nodded a no, pointing to his cock and indicating a thumbs down. Then indicated 'be my guest and help yourself' he did and all.
He grabbed his mother's hips wacked it straight to the top of her pussy and endeavoured to fuck her and his brains out. She hung over the seat back but her face said it all. 'Thank fuck I've got sonny Jim' The blokes cleaned themselves up a bit dressed and went off to the pub. Wifey still hanging over the chair naked started slowly turning the chair, whether for the neighbour or to attract the dog, but up he come and started to try to lick all the juice off her thighs, ass and pussy as she slowly turned the chair making her ass pass his face. She had a big tormenting smile on her face having now recovered from her sexual ordeal but eventually stopped and let him do a complete cleanup of her.
Standing up and giving the dog a really lovely hug and scratch behind his ears with a kiss on the nose. She headed for the bathroom but not before standing in the seat of the settee and turning right round in a circle bending forward with her ass towards the window then half around again bending half forward and swinging her tits like a pair of pedulums. Through the opaque bathroom window I could see her now swishing water about and I imagined her tits swinging like I'd just watched with a wish I could go in and ask her to let me come in next time to hear the sounds as well as the wonderful vision of her canine sex.
While we watched her in the bathroom the shed door opened, neigbour wouldn't be able to see into her bathroom. I wondered how good his view was down at that level anyway. The crash must have been to do with what he was standing on. Then again, who cares out position was briliant even without sound.
Me and Ben concluded her pussy would recover from the size of canines knot as it does after a babies head had pushed out of it.
We"d now caught up with the others and only one other thing of significance happened. Den was rather subdued,and Ginny said to me on the side, "Get up to my place next week,he"s on nights,come by yourself though" Not being a complete dick (Pun intended) I had a pretty good idea what was on the menu but not altogether why! (That can come later) So after much more time gabbing,we, Jackie and I arrived home.
I told her how I had cum off in my pants while watching her and Den and then like a pair of kids we p
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ulled down our respective underwear to compare the juice marks. My cum was still somewhat wet and I told her it felt horrible in between my legs as we stood out in the cold. I spotted on inspecting her knickers what I knew was male cum. I laughing said "You horny bitch,you made him cum before he could get it in you"
"No I didn"t,honest" I say, "I know (hugging her) but he must have been cumming when I hollered,thats why he took so long to put his cock away" "He must have shot the rest on the ground. Lets go back up and have a look!" thats Jackie all over. So what did we do? Yes you"ve guessed it,grabbing a flash light,we walk the little way back up to where they were at it, sure enough after a second or to I focus the light on a large glob of spunk with a couple of smaller drops around it. I know we"d had some booze,but next thing Jackie was at it again. She coupied down and dipping her finger in the glob saying "Its all cold" she put the tip of her tongue to her finger, "and ever so salty,perhaps thats because its cold!" "I think not" I said,remembering what Ginny had told me at my seduction.
I guessed what was coming next! "All those poor little swimmers must be dead now in this cold. I wonder what my baby would have looked like if you"d held off and let him squirt it in me?" I know this is crazy, but I also wondered and felt no animosity,it even gave me the horn again. Right out the blue Jackie grabbed my hardon. "You"re still hard!" No its you going on about his spunk making you pregnant. "Lets do it then,here now,she dragged me into the garage doorway and as she was pulling her skirt up,I pulled my beast out and pulled her knicker leg to one side to let him loose on her pussy. As beasty slipped around in her juicy slit I thumbed her clit while putting a finger inside to try and get the reaction Den got.
Having no success,Jackie panting gasped "Fuck me,ram it up me for fucks sake quick" I really rammed it hard and as my cock hit home she gasped again,"Give me a baby Den,Den make a baby in me" Fuck,what a turn on. I rammed in and pulled right out of her,"Put it back,put it back in you bastard. I did hoping my beast had picked up any live residue of Dens sperm still on the outside of her quims creases or stuck to her knicker legs. (Mad? perhaps,but it done it for Jackie and me!) I done my best to shove any of his spunk into the neck of her womb,but they would have been seriously outnumbered by my army of sperms.No doubt about that,in fact Jackie said,"Where the fuck did you get all that from,its squelching through my knickers and dribbling down my thighs.It feels about twice as much as you usually give me!
"Thats what you get when I"ve watched you getting fucked by another bloke,I can"t imagine how much I could give you if it had been two blokes" (Thump,thump on my arm) Ow! "He didn"t fuck me you bastard,it was only nearly" "Yeah but you said you would have" then again,"you thought it was Den not me fucking you,you said,Den give me a baby" "Did I? Oh sorry Rich" No more was mentioned,but in fainess by now,I often told her stories as we made love that included men of our aquaintance including Den and his randy old man amongst others. It really juiced her up when I told it in a rape scenario. It gave me clues to who she"d like to be fucked by as well,as I asked her off and on,who shall we get to rape you tonight? More about them later.
We were going up to Ginny"s at the weekend as often we did. So having arrived Ginny made us welcome and we chatted away. Apparently Den should have been home by now from his old mans. Probably in the pub Ginny reckoned. I thought about this and concluded he might get a bit horny with Jackie. Who was I to worry? for at the moment I was sat in such a position that my full eyeball mark one had something altogether different to contend with. Jackie had commented on this before,but I had not even been looking for it till now.
Jackie had observed and asked me if I had noticed Ginny always had her ass towards their open fire with the back of her skirt hiked up warming her cheeks while leaning against the top of the fireplace facial. On hearing her comment I cast my mind back to when I"d had any close dealings with Ginnys ass and remembered she did always have cold ass cheeks even when we slept together as kids in the bombing. Jackie reckoned it was an excuse to show me her cunt because she never had knickers on.
On highlighting Ginny hated washing clothes,Jackie reckoned I could only have known a little thing like no knickers if I"d seen her naked cunt at other times,because knickers will swill out in a basin. (Oh shit I"d walked into it again) Quick counter required here. "Hark at you! you"ve seen her husbands cock" oops Jackie! "no you"re wrong,I"ve felt it not seen it!" "Yeah right against you cunt" oops again Jackie! "Yeah,alright,shut up about it,you and he made me do it anyway,anyway I dont mind if you want an ogle of your cousins cunt,I dont really,honest. Perhaps you"ll have even more spunk in you when we get back home like last time"
This talk had been earlier on our own. So,I"m craftily looking at the back of Ginnys legs and ass and because she"s curved a bit like a bow I can see some pubes at the side of her pussy lips that was slightly pouting out below her cheeks. My beast was letting me know by hardening while bent double while my heart beat in my chest like a tattoo. This was all because it was a sneaky viewing. I knew Ginny got turned on by the chance of getting caught and every sinue in me was twanging as I wanted to risk a touch.
Then Ginny spotted Den through the window and went to go let him in,but leant back again as Jackie said I"ll go I"m nearer,as she disappeared through the interior door I took my opportunity and pressed the edge of my fingers into her slit and quickly slid them up and down in the juice of her pussy. She gave me a sexy pursed lips look and as my fingers passed her hole she pushed on them enough to let me know I"d touched it.
I quickly eased up in the chair to straighten my cock before it snapped. Ginny grinned at that,just as Jackie and Den appeared back in the lounge. They had been a little long only to open the door, Jackie looked a bit heated,Den commented,took my coat and shoes off. I"d had liked to smell or taste his fingers at that moment. I had swiftly taken my hand out of Ginnys slit as the door swung. It was also obvious Den had, had a few beers,so he was sure to make another move on Jackie.
It happened quite suddenly. Jackie said I need to get a drink of water,Den said,I"ll have a pee while you"re doing that and in fainess he did do that,but as Jackie reappeared with a cup of water,Den right behind her must have poked his finger in her ass crack in turn Jackie jerked and spilt some of the water on her tit and it dripped down to a thigh. Piss head mis-calculated the moment and rubbed Jackies tit following down to her thigh where his hand went well into her cunt groove. Jackie veered away,glanced at Ginny and in an instant wacked Den a beaut straight round the chops. In that instant of timed distraction I put my finger up Ginnys hole but was left with my finger wet and no pussy on it.
Ginny had shot out the blocks at Den and with unbelievable accuracy had Den by the bollocks and uttering "Leave her alone you bastard,sorry Jackie he"s always like this when he"s had to much" By this time Dens balls are on their way to the floor with his brains following. Yelping as Ginny hung on,"Rather he than me!" "Go on! Fuck off abed you oath" Bloody hell,women together are awsome, me thinks. There had been an instant of temper shown towards Jackie by Den as Jackie clocked him.But through the fog of alcohol enough brain reminded him he wanted to fuck her,so it dispersed even quicker than it showed...
I didn"t get up to Ginny while Den was doing those nights but a bit later I got to the bottom of what it was all about. Ginny told me when we were alone Den had put Ross in the club,a quick marriage had been arranged with her bloke (That should be interesting as her bloke was a thick set tall large built man with very dark hair and Den was even fairer than me and rather slightly built) Anyway,Ginny was pissed in a way about this but true to form she reacted in her normal tit for tat daring way.
She reckoned she was inclined not to give Den much pussy because she said, "everytime he touches his flys near me I"m pregnant" Smart assing at the wrong time really I said,"By the look of it,when ever he touches his flys near any woman they are made pregnant,Jackie isn"t" In almost a serious voice she said "you"ll know if he gets her" she went on "You"re going to make me pregnant again" I am? (Mad women stuff,No pussy for Den,now make me pregnant) "Yeah starting now,do what we did before,he"ll be here in a bit and as he comes along the lane and put his bike in the shed I want you to shoot your spunk up me so he actually sees me smiling as you make me pregnant. Fuck me thats fucking risky! "Innit don"t you just love that" I must admit it did have an appeal. "Yeah but you probably wont click with a one off" "Course not but we"re not talking one off. I"m talking what it takes"
"I might even fuck his father just for good measure" "If you do let me watch" "You"re a dirty bastard" "So are you" "I know,I bet your Jackie is as well.Is she?" "You know that already,I"ve told you a lot what we get up too like I promised for that seduction you gave me" "Will you tell me when my horny husband gets her?" How do I answer that one? I dont! By this time I"ve got her naked below the waist but her skirt is upwards for a quick cover up when Den have unknowingly seen his wife being fucked by me.
Even the talk had made us both sticky but I mouthed her pussy some and she let me feel for her "G" spot, fuck I found it she gushed and shook in an orgasm. Coming down from the thrill she said "My bastard husband touches that spongy soft bit,perhaps thats why I get pregnant" "We"ll find out now" pushing her against her kitchen sink, I slipped my beast up to the top of her cunt. As I fucked I noted she had a net on the bottom part of the window which just let her see over,but because I had my legs bent to get under and up her I was hidden from sight as I pounded away at her soaking pussy,
She started to go into an orgasm gripping onto the sink very tightly and grunting at my every thrust. I was not so quick as usual,I guess because of the fact Den would actually see her looking at him as I cum in his wife. Then I overcame this because this is what I wanted of Jackie with him. I shot my load on thinking of this and glued a baby to her womb I hoped.
He"s not here yet! "I know that was the starter" Still going hammer and tongs at each other, "He"s coming" a giggle as I say "So am I" "and me" uuuh! oooh! phew! "He"s smiling now,whip it out and get up stairs to the toilet" Fuck,what a buss as I head for their upstairs toilet to wipe my cock some spunk dripped onto their stairs. "Dicky"s up stairs having a leak,want a coffee?" as if nothing had just happened. "I was just doing one for us,he"s just got here" Down I come. "I was passing,just popped in on my way" I said.
Teenage life drifts so many ways I'll mention a couple of snippets at this juncture.
I still hadn't got back to the customer thing, when a new girl appeared from the posh area above where we were living. She was only around for a couple of weeks and only appeared when the group of lads were around without girls. We gathered her name was Betty so in true boy mentality she was christened 'Betty with the Wetty' and that is exactly what it was. Each night she showed up, at least four and more
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often six of us had all her bits in our hands at the same time. she loved the multi attention. I'm sure the next day she must have had bruising all over her tits and ass/pussy parts. I found when I managed to grab some of her cunt it was always as slippery as an eel. she never let us lick or fuck her but very quickly she would start orgasming and continue between clenching her teeth and gasping in violent orgasms for about an hour. Then she'd just pant No! No more! put her knickers back on straighten her clothes and bugger off home. We'd then have a group wank. Incidentally often we'd go back down next day to where it always took place and look at how much spunk we'd put against the wall and to see if it had dried. There was then a debate of which was whose and who'd shot the most.
A thought at this point comes to mind. Where I used to live before. One girl (I can't recall her name) acted similarly. She was the sister of one of our mates, and she too tended to prefer to be on her own with just me and my mate at the time, called Terry. Unlike the other girls, her tits had been slower to develop but unlike the other girls that tended at this age to only let us feel their tits, we found by accident she'd let us play with her pussy. There was an engineering yard by the railway with all sorts of steel parts and more useful, some large canvas sheets. So earlier we'd created a den, very warm in winter and out of sight of nosey adults. With a number of candles I supplied from our store it was bright so we could see each other and more especially the girls tits...
The first time this occured, her, me and Ter' were the only ones out. We went to the den working on the theory that the best way to improve the size of her tits was to get them out play with them and suck them as much and as often as possible. She agreed, anyway, while sucking and playing we started talking about her pussy and reckoned she aught to be careful and not let lads play with it. Course the funny bit was while saying this I and Ter' was using our other hands to smooth her belly and certainly in my case subconsiously moving ever lower down her belly with our hands.
Having jointly concluded our manly advice to keep her pussy out of bounds,(That's a laugh) was spot on she said she agreed and do we want to see if she has any hairs growing on hers because she knew she could trust us to not play with it. We wanted to,with no further ado she lifted up from where she was led between us and let us pull her skirt and knickers down. Lying back down she let us examine her pussy and through her legs for hairs, having decided there were none she rolled over on her stomach and asked if there was any on her bum, then knelt up to let us see if she had any in her bum crack. There was just the slightest amount of pubes just sprouting. On getting this information she asked us to touch them so she could feel if it tickled because she wouldn't be able to see them at her backside.
As we continued she said it was nice and then turning back over asked us to smooth her mound of venus (We didn't know the name at the time) to see if she could feel any tickling meaning pussy hair was in fact present but to fine to see. All thought of our 'manly advice' had flown the coop by this time as she said "What about on that bit" pocking with her finger. This was the groove and hood over her clitoris! She jerked her hips as our fingers went each side of her clit outside the hood, then as we poked around it she said, "don't bother looking any more but keep doing that with your fingers.
We did, taking it in turns to go right down through her pussy groove while the other rubbed her clitoris. We didn't know what it was then,but the more she bucked against our finger the harder we rubbed. We panicked a bit because she started making all sorts of funny noisy's so we both stopped and she said "No keep doing it" Course after we'd done it some more again a while after having the same results, between us we worked out we'd made her cum off like we'd seen the bigger kids done to Trudi every Saturday at the 'tanner rush' (Kids cinema) From then on she got us more and more alone and let us finger her for ages each time. She tried doing it at home herself and actually let us watch her do it herself but she said it wasn't the same or as good as when we done it to her.
With this experience under my belt I'd decided that Ann the most developed girl mate would have a lot of pubes and I wanted to feel them and play with her cunt. The day came when she, an older lad that we reckoned she was sweet on,although she always denied this and appeared to prove this by always letting another lad play with her tits at the same time as Trevor. That was his name. Her second tit player was generally me and I know not why?
Anyway in our usual place, she's led between us and she was virtually a full size woman. I being a slim boney knee'd kid must have looked tiny alongside her, who gave a bugger about that? Having played,sucked and generally handled this particular tit of Ann's I put my hand up her skirt and even then I could tell what ever Trevor was doing was having some kind of affect. I could see he was kissing her plenty and tit squeezing. having reached the top of her thigh successfully I went to move my hand inside her knickers but on feeling her hairs and another hand. I'm still not sure whether it was Trevors or more likely Anns put down the front of her skirt to stop me. The next instant I got a hell of a wack across my chops that stopped me in my tracks. Saying "I didn't do anything" the session promptly ended. Some years later I bumped into her working in a shop. She was very friendly and I was sorely tempted to clarify what it really was all about but in the end didn't ask. I still wonder about that though to this day.
...Eventually I got back to the ruins some weeks later having bumped into Ben, I gave him the low down, we hadn't seen each other since starting work. So he came with me and we worked out that we could get on the sloping shed roof of the next door neigbour agreed it was strong enough for two of us by creeping in the garden then looking through the shed window and concluding the timbers were more than adequate to support our combined weight. The stage was set, all we had to hope was the actors appeared on cue.
Right on cue the youngest human actor arrived,pecked his mother on the cheek and sat next to his father on the settee facing his mother who was facing towards us although she didn't know it. But there was no sign of the canine actor. Drat, but even worse then,the widower neigbour was coming down the garden towards the shed. Being dark we were safe enough but what if he went in the shed? Hang on tho' what's that he was carrying? Binoculars! so it is the right night and clearly some interesting happening is about to take place. Nothing for it, we'll just have to be very still,not easy if the controller starts stiffening. I nudged Ben and let him see I was moving my controller to a vertical position inside my pants, he done the same.
There is a god,just as the shed door was opened the local dockyard started a rivetter gun with the drrrrrrr drrrrrr noise we were safe. Although I hadn't noticed the seat the woman sat in was one you could spin round in or lock depending what you were of a mind. Suddenly turning it away from all of us it stopped with her out of sight, when she spun back round her skirt was pulled right up to her belly button showing she had no knickers on. As she opened and closed her legs she was slapping the inside of her legs as though to encourage the men to come and play. Grinning widely and continuing to slap her thighs she pursed the lips of her mouth and I suspect was gently whistling. Then it happened, canine appeared from somewhere below the window sauntered over to her as though he was playing 'hard to get' looking up at her with tail wagging, he just looked. He never moved but she did.
Lifting herself up a bit she moved her bum nearer the edge of the chair while pushing her fingers into her pussy. Bunched together she looked intently at them moved her ass a bit more and stuck them back in her cunt. After only seconds she pulled them out again took another look then offered them to the dog. He sniffed wagging his tail more quickly, she then put her fingers against his nose and opened them against his nostrils . He immediately licked her hand. He turned round then back towards her he jumped his forelegs up on the arm of the chair and was humping against her thigh.
She pushed him down saying something to the men then caught hold his ears and pulled his head to between her thighs, for a second she shut her eyes and pursed her lips. Cold nose I guessed against whatever. As she smoothed him a bit on the head her eyes closed again and she pursed her lips as though something delicious was happening. It looked like she was saying whoooo as her belly started to jerk and her whole torso was shaking as her bum cheeks acted like an air bag trembling and rippling into wrinkles then going stiff as she tensed her muscles in her bum and thighs. All of a sudden she stopped the dog, stood up and pulled her sweater over her head, grabbed her skirt urgently pulling it down and off kicking it into the air as she sent it from her last leg. This gave us all a good though quick look at her soaking dog spitalled pussy. She had a full set of pubes (Women didn't shave at that time) stuck firmly against her belly and mound with dog spit and presumably cunt juice.
She then sat back down lifted her legs up high and slapped her thighs in an instant doggy was back at it. The blokes hadn't moved, her belly was now tensing and slackening she let go of one leg as she shook then grabbed it again. Her feet were flapping around a bit now and her bum hole was now in full view. Her face was distorting and you could tell by the way her mouth was opening and grimmacing she was panting and getting out of breath. She mouthed something and both the blokes got up, my heart sunk as I thought they were going to shut the curtains then instantly realised that,that would only take one to do it.
No, what they done was moved each side of her and held a leg each. She then really went into gyration overdrive her tits was bouncing up, across, down, both going in different directions at the same time.She was jerking and wriggling all at the same time and all this while the dog kept up a constant steady pace. No excitement,just lick,lick.turning head first one way then the other with this constant speed lick,lick lick. Then boom, she bucked nearly falling off the chair, both the blokes steadied her as she had the most frantic orgasm I was to see till I'd been married for some years. As the blokes let go of her legs she just let them flop back to the floor. she was puffing and blowing, she had sweat shining on her brow and glistening between her tits. She just led there recovering, her mound of venus all puffed up at the bottom of her belly which in turn was still spasming. With her legs wide open and trembling you could see her outer pussy parts were puffed right up and flaming red her inner lips were all wrinkled,swollen and dark browny red engourged with blood.
The younger bloke had gone and sat back down and obviously studying his mothers body intensely, the older man was looking out the window in thought it seemed with a tent in his trousers. Or had he spotted the binoculars? It occured to me that now he might close the curtains, but no, as his wife made to get herself back upright, wriggling this way and that and making me shoot my spunk all over the inside of my pants. It was as though she was to exhausted to get up, but hell was it sexy as she threw her ass this way and that. It wasn't only having that affect on me either as I watched you could see her son was pulling his plonker, and his mother seeing it done the motion of clapping as though she'd achieved what she had set out to do. (If only she had seen her other achievment on the roof)
She then grinned widely as she could obviously see her son cum, his head had gone back hard against the back of the settee then shot forward and jerked. Another clap from mum and clearly his father said something to both of them. Son promply got up and walked over then squeezed the remnants of cum out his prick onto his mothers cunt as she again led back in the chair. She smoothed the small amount of cum into her slit. At this point it seemed crazy she got up went to the corner of the room and then appeared through the door into the side kitchen still totally naked and put the kettle on. The dog followed her and was trying again to get her muff which she scolded him for. Ben mouthed to me 'Tea break' I in turn wound my finger at the side of my head indicating I thought they were bonkers. Then after thinking about it I realised how dry my mouth was and thought their's had to be but not her middles. No chance of that as I smiled to myself at this smartass thought.
Another cold night recedes through the jungle as the sun’s warmth and light roll over the horizon. The morning is upon the Amazon jungle and, the creatures of the forest begin to stir. Jaguars, sloths, monkeys, birds, trees, humans, and of course carnivorous plants all are ready for a new day; however, this is no ordinary day for one plant. The plant positions itself quietly outside a small fishing village and awaits to see what exactly it will be dealing with. The smell is intoxicating and makes the plant eager to find its first new “friend”. The plant creeps into its final location and slowly crawls into the ground rooting itself in. The massive plant as tall as the trees slowly vanishes into the foliage appearing to be
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nothing more than a small gathering of vines and a snow white orchid. The orchid release fine mist into the air and continued until a suitable sized cloud was present. The orchid turned skyward and the plant couldn’t help but feel excited over the thought of what was coming…
Tija awoke suddenly feeling uneasy and scared. She looked around quickly gasping for air. She poked her head outside her small wood shack and breathlessly scanned the surroundings. She calmed down as she saw no one around but, felt so strange. Tija pushed the thought out of her mind and got up and began her morning work.
She glanced across the village and saw her sister Sera had already awoken. “Up a little early today Sera? It’s about time you got up before I made you!” Tija said with a smile on her face. “Yeah, I figured I would get up early and get the morning work done before everyone else so we could spend sometime together.” Sera replied.
As Tija walked over so felt a strange sense of déjà vu coming over her. Images flashed through her head and she stopped moving. She remember her husband and Sera’s heading off to go sell their fish in town. “It will be fine you two. We need to bring in some money and get supplies so we have to go. Take care of each other and the rest of the village. We’ll see you when you get back tomorrow. Goodbye….” She heard her husbands voice in her memory. Her husband had left with a group of men from their village to sell fish in town. Town was only about a day long trip upstream but, it was a very hard river to navigate. They had made it to town and gathered a boat load of supplies and were returning home. They traveled at night trying to return early and wrecked their ship into rocks and were swept up by the river. When they didn’t return the next day, a few people went upstream to search and found the wreckage. The supplies were scattered about and the bodies were nowhere to be found. It was a sad day for the village. They lost nine of their best men and left a village in desperate need of supplies.
Tija was shaking and crying. She was so overcome with emotion she did not notice her sister get up and hug her. She looked and saw Sera hugging her and kissing her and trying to comfort her. “Its alright Tija, I miss them too. I’ve missed them everyday for the last year.” Sera said. “Sera its not just that, I’ve had this uneasy feeling all morning and it feels like something’s out there and I just had this déjà vu experience. It was so real it felt like I was reliving that day all over again.” Tija said. “This has been an unusual day Tija, I have felt the same way and it is creepy. I didn’t want to say anything to you that might have scared you.” Sera stated. “I’m sorry I just have so much…I’m just…” She stammered. “Shhhh. Let me take care of you sis. I’ll make you feel better and we can get out minds off this day.” She stated with a caring voice. She bent forward and passionately kissed her sister. The two stood there momentarily kissing then walked back to Sera’s shack to help each other forget.
In Tija and Sera’s village a woman promises herself to a man and must never break her promise to him. They give each other a sacred vow to be the only lover of the other. However, if one of the couple dies the remaining spouse must take on a lover of the same sex. Sera and Tija took each other on due to their strong relationship and loss of their husbands at the same time. This was a customary tradition and was a natural step in the healing process for mourning villagers.
The girls were lying naked next to each other. Both exhausted and breathless. They had pleased each other and were feeling good. Tija hugged Sera holding her close to her bosom and kissed her swirling her tongue around her sisters. “I love you Sera. You give me strength to be myself and to go on.” Tija said. “Tija…I do not know what I would do without you. You are the reason I wake up and the only thing I have left. Let us go forward now and finish our work so we can admire the rest of the day.” Sera suggested.
The two emerged from the shack as some elderly women watched, smiling to themselves at the young love. The two sisters were indeed young and full of life. Tija was about 27 and Sera only 24. They both had much energy and ability. The elderly women went back to their work of making food for the dinner and others went back to sewing. Tija and Sera both finished preparing the fishing equipment for their village and helping the other women prepare the village for another day of life.
The sun had gone from the far eastern horizon to the western mountains way above the treetops. The warmth of the day was still present but slowly fading away. Tija and Sera finished their dinner preparations and served the men who were back from the days fishing. It had been a good day. The men had caught plenty of food and the women had done all their needed work. Tija and Sera ate quietly and listened to the elders tell stories. The two began to grow tired of this and whispered to each other to sneak off into the forest. They got up and both walked toward the tree line. The held hands and ventured off together not knowing of what lie ahead.
“ It was a good day Sera, everybody got their work done and we all worked hard.” Tija said proudly. “Yes, but if I had to listen to those old wind bags and their exaggerated stories one more time I would have gone crazy.” Sera said giggling. They both giggled at Sera’s joke and walked further into the woods. The sun was still present as an amber light began to soak the jungle. “I have an idea Tija! Lets play the discovery game like we used to when we were younger. We will both look for something amazing and try to find the most amazing object possible.” Sera stated excited over the prospect of playing a game they hadn’t in years. “Alright Sera if you want, but you’ll never top that rock I found that looked like a jaguar!” Tija said playfully. They both set off in opposite directions scanning the ground for something. Tija decided to head towards the river and began looking at all the rocks and sticks on the river bank. She began rooting through them knowing something perfect must be in there.
Sera had decided to go into the woods towards the mountains. She looked into the trees looking for something anything. She had never been terribly good at this game. She always picked up something that looked kind of like something but, she was never finding things like Tija. She looked around nothing but dumb sticks and leaves here and there. She anxiously looked around and suddenly tripped. She fell face first over a large root. “Oww. Stupid root! Just like me too busy looking up into the trees to pay attention. Well this is so st…” She stopped mid sentence seeing something so beautiful and perfect twenty feet or so in front of her. A white orchid was gracefully standing above the foliage and appearing to just float. She felt overwhelmed with joy! She would surely win now and beat Tija once and for all. She stood up brushed herself off and walked over to it. She stood a inches from the flower and bent down towards it. She smelt the flower. It smelled wonderful almost intoxicating. She leaned her head back and began to have a flashback. She remembered the day a year ago her husband and the men disappeared. She jumped as she thought she felt something brush against her leg. She looked down to see herself standing in a pile of vines. She got up and backed away. She turned to walk away and remembered the flower. As she turned around she saw a large green vine had risen and was standing straight up. She moved closer to see and suddenly it sprang to life and wrapped around her legs. She felt needles protrude from the vine and pierce her skin injecting something. The vine released her and she screamed. She turned and tried to run but fell. She soon was unable to do anything but think. Her muscles were unable to respond even though she tried to move her body. The vine wrapped around her and pulled off her dress, exposing her body. The vine the curled from her ankles up to her knees and pulled her towards it.
“I found it!” Tija exclaimed. Looking at a stick that had the shape of a snake. Now I’ll be able to win! As she got up she heard the scream of her sister. “Oh my god Sera I’m coming!” She said running full force towards the mountains. As she approached she saw her sisters body being pulled down through a hole in the weeds. Her stomach was half engulfed and her breasts were being pulled past the edge of the hole. She ran over and pulled on Sera’s arm. Sera’s head was tilted back and her eyes darted to Tija. “Quick you have to get out of here! This thing is going to kill you!” She shouted. Sera looked at her sister tears welling up in her eyes and mouthed something to her sister. Tija looked at her and immediately understood what she had said…Run. She turned and took off but felt something wrap around her waist. She looked down to see a green vine wrapped around her and the felt a searing pain as some sharp needles pierced her skin and injected something into her body. The vine released and she tried to run but felt sluggish. She continued on and the plant sensing resistance sent out three vines and wrapped her body from knee to neck in vines and injected her with more fluid. She promptly fell over and was slowly drug towards the plant. She looked over in time to see her sisters hand pulled below the surface her finger tips wiggling ever so slightly trying to escape.
Tija was pulled to a hole near the one her sister had been pulled into. Her body naked was sliding effortlessly into the warm smooth pink fleshy opening below her feet. She watched as the hole opened itself and the vines released her. The hole grabbed hold of her knees which were well inside it and began to suck her in. She was a small, skinny, and very naked girl which made her slide down in seconds. She felt her hips pop through the opening and then her breasts. She felt a little turned on by all this. Was it her mind or the toxin she was injected with that was turning her on but her pussy was burning hot and ached to be rubbed. She took on last look at Sera hole and missed her sister, her lover desperately. The opening consumed her head and closed. As she was pulled down the tube her feet touched a small ring. She was slowly forced through this hole and into a sack that was pink and filled with a thick goo. She was suddenly assaulted with vines again and they wrapped around her. One slid down her throat and pumped something into her stomach that made her gag and through up. She puked the contents of her stomach and was able to move again. She looked around still confined and then the tentacles again attacked. This time two forced their ways into her ears, another into her throat, two latched onto her breasts, and the others held her legs still. She looked around and felt confused. “What the hell is going on she thought!?” “You are in the process of becoming my servant.” Said a mysterious voice in her head. “What! Who are you! Let me go!” “No, I do not think that will be happening. Anyway, I am a traveler of the jungle. I eat delicious little women like yourself and your sister and spread my young all over the jungle.” Said the plant. “Wait where’s Sera I want her now! Let me go!!” Tija said. “Well now your sister Sera is long gone. I saw her delicious little body and couldn’t help myself. Her sweet little body is now in my stomach being digested. She’s on the other side of this sac rubbing her burning hot little pussy. I decided I wanted to eat her and save you for other purposes. She’s just about gone thought, the acid in my stomach has almost worn her away and soon she’ll become part of me.” Said the plant laughing. “No! Not Sera please!” She wept. She then thought of her sister and what the plant was said and her pussy began burning again with desire to have Sera in between her legs once again,
“Oh what’s this? Somebody wants to have some sexual fun with her sister? Well that is no longer possible, but I will offer you something better.” The plant said as it began to massage her swollen pussy. Tija moaned as the plant continued. “Today I will be creating a group of seeds from your sisters body. My species has died out due to disease and decreases in the jungle. I need somebody to help me repopulate the jungle and start my species up again. I will need you to hold my fertilized eggs in your womb and carry them till they are ready to be planted. What do you say you help me out?” The plant said coolly. “No. I can’t you took Sera from me. She was my only thing left. Mmmm.” She said feeling her pussy wanting more of the plant and the touching. “Well, Tija is it? You see the only way for you to ever be with Sera again is to except my seedlings and help me or else I’ll be forced to digest you as well.” The plant stated. “No I won’t do it you AWH!” Tija screamed. “I can’t let you turn me down.” The plant said as it buried its tentacle deep inside Tija and began savagely fucking her. As plant ravaged her she felt unbelievably turned on. She felt amazing. Her body tingled all over and she began to convulse as she orgasmed. Tija couldn’t believe how amazing it felt and wanted more. “Alright, I’ll take your offer as long as you can make me feel that good all the time.” Tija said. “I can do that all you want I just have to make some minor alterations to your womb.” The plant said and it went about its work. Tija felt the tentacle retract and several smaller ones enter. She felt scrapping inside her and the pain was horrible. The tentacles then began spraying her with some type of liquid inside and it burned. “Don’t worry”, the pant said “ This is just a preparation so you can hold Sera inside you.”
The tentacles finished and Tija felt relief. The plant then guided a large green tube toward her and told her to brace herself since this would hurt. The green tube was slowly forced into her pussy and stretched as far as it could possibly go. Once inside Tija could barely take the pain but at the same time felt like she was going to orgasm uncontrollably. The mixture of senses was amazing. She looked down and saw something squeezing through the tube. The seed was coming towards her and she felt it press against her vagina and she orgasmed nonstop. It popped through her has she shook and was guided into her womb. She felt the seed take root in her and the tube with drew as she her orgasms subsided.
“Now you must go and wait a week with this inside you. You must eat plenty and drink water to keep the seed healthy. After a week walk far into the jungle and dig a small hole. Once you finished digging squat over the hole and spread your vagina and push the seed out. After this is done bury the seed and return to me with a new person. We will continue this process until we have populated this area. The other plants will take 100 years to develop but, they will need plenty of food so lead people to them and give your children snacks.” The plant said. The plant removed all tentacles from her and she was forced through another tight ring at the bottom of the sac. She slid down this tube and was forced head first through a ring on the other side of the plant. As she slide out and onto the ground, she saw her clothes there and put them on. She got up and walked back towards the village feeling happy and content. She rested her hand on her stomach feeling her baby taking root inside its mother already growing. Her stomach had begun to swell and she smiled to herself and said, “Sera I know you will always be apart of me now and I’ll make sure and bring you the best snacks from our village. I know you will always love me and now I can always love you too.” She entered her shack and laid down on the ground feeling warm and happy. She couldn’t wait for the week to end and fell asleep thinking thoughts of her beautiful Sera.
Mary was a young girl with brown hair and blue eyes and, she lived in a nice home in a suburb. She had once had a loving mother and father but, they died tragically when she was still in high school. They had assigned her aunt to be her guardian and take over the estate. Mary’s aunt was a cruel woman and forced her to work endless hours on chores and abused her in everyway imaginable. The one thing Mary had to look forward to every night was playing her beloved grand piano. It was a Steinway made of mahogany that her great grandfather had built specifically for her grandmother. She laboriously practiced on it day and night with hopes of becoming a professional pianist.
After Mary turned eighteen and
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graduated, her aunt threw her out of the house and told her to never come back.
“You are quite worthless I must say. Playing that piano foolishly. That old piece of timber can’t even be worth money. It has been played so much the keys are worn and the wood is chipped.” She told Mary with an a righteous tone.
“Please, I have nowhere to go you can’t kick me out. I have dreams of playing with a world renowned orchestra. All I ever wanted to do was play music.” She said desperately.
“No professional orchestra would ever hire a worthless little brat like you. You are a horrible little girl and not even your parents wanted you. They told me to toss you out on the street because you were a disappointment. I, acting out of kindness, let you stay here till you were old enough to be on your own. Now I see how truly wretched you are.”
“Please, I have nowhere to go. I know my parents loved me and willed me something.” She said.
“The only thing left to you in the will was that loathsome piano. Mary, I will have my servants dump that tattered relic on the curb in an hour and if you don’t remove it before sunset it will be burnt. If you ever darken my doorstep again I will have you arrested for trespassing.”
With tears in her eyes Mary thanked her aunt for giving her the piano and left.
Over the next few months Mary worked endless hours at a local diner trying to scrape together money to live. She had managed to talk her boss into selling her a shack he had owned next on the other side of the town. It was a mess of a place. The roof and walls were sagging and the fire place was the only means of heat. The only thing it had going for it was the strong floor and the large amount of room. Mary was able to fit her grandmother’s piano into the room and that was all she really cared about. She would work fifteen hours a day serving rude disgusting people counting the hours till she could play her piano.
One particular day, Mary met a man who was intrigued by her stories becoming a pianist.
“So, you are telling me that you want to be a professional pianist and play with an orchestra. That’s a big dream. Not too many people have the talent for that. It sounds to me like you need a stepping stone. I happen to own a concert hall in New York. An orchestra practices there and they are always looking for talent. They are holding an open audition for seats Tuesday and if you’re as good as you say I bet you could get one of those seats.” He told Mary.
“What am I going to do about money though? I’m barely living now. That’s three days from today, I don’t know if I‘ll be ready.“ The very thought of not reaching her goal saddened her.
“Listen to me kid. Do you want to spend the rest of your life here wondering what could have happened if you had taken a chance? You need to quit this place and go take your place in that orchestra. Don’t worry about the money, just go home and practice and make sure you nail the audition.” He told Mary encouragingly.
“I…I..Okay. I’ll do it.” She felt an immediate joyous feeling. She quit her job threw her apron in her boss’s face and walked out to start a new chapter of her life. She felt overwhelmed with joy. She could finally do something she liked and not be forced to work endless hours in the dinner trying to make ends meet. She decided to rush home and start practicing now.
She entered her house enthusiastic about something for the first time in months. She sat down at the piano and began playing whatever she could think of. She sat and recalled all her favorite sheet music from when she was a little girl and played them with a giant smile on her face. After warming up to these tunes she brought out an old folder of sheet music. Mostly classical compositions with a few show tunes.
“Okay lets see. I think I will start with some Beethoven.” She placed the music on her stand and began playing. She started off well but had trouble finding the keys.
“Come on Mary, you’ve played this a thousand times! Okay lets try it again.” She took a deep breath and began playing again. She played the first five bars well but started losing her composure as she went. She just could not hit the right notes. She felt tears well up in her eyes but refused to give up.
“I’m going to play this song until I get it right. I’ll stay up all night if that’s what it takes.”
Mary put head down on the piano. She felt utterly defeated. She had stayed up all night practicing and had made little progress. She could play roughly half of a song and felt exhausted. She had mastered the song as a child and played it at her first recital.
“Maybe I’ve just lost my touch on things. I used to be able to play any music placed in front of me. What happened to me? Maybe my aunt was right, I wasted my time pursuing useless things.” She slumped down and set her head down on the keys. She decided to go to bed and try again tomorrow. As stood up from the bench, something tickled her foot. Startled at first she looked under the piano. She squinted but made out the figure of a plant in a pot.
“How on Earth did a plant get down there?” She thought. She then remembered all the garbage that had cluttered the house and thought it possible she might have overlooked something.
“Oh well, I’ll just stick you somewhere outside for now.” She reached down and pulled upon the pot. The plant did not budge. She tried again pulling even harder. Still the plant seemed to way thousands of pounds. She tried once more pulling with all her might. The plant remained unmoved from its spot.
“God, it feels like you were bolted to the floor. Well, I don’t have the energy to move you right now nor do I care. If you want to stay under there, then you can.” She stood up and went to bed thinking of how to improve her performance tomorrow.
The next day Mary sat down at her piano and resumed playing sheet music. She began playing her thought maybe another song would bring her luck. She picked out something she had played before and placed it before her. The first bar went normally and then she struck wrong key after wrong key. She tried again and again to correct the mistake but, only seemed to be getting worse.
“Is it possible that I could be getting worse? What is going on around here? I give up!” She began crying she had quit her job and was pursuing a career in which she no longer had talent.
“If only I could play my favorite songs again. I don’t even need the music to them. They are permanently etched into my brain. Sigh. I need to just settle down. I started off on the wrong note.” She giggled to herself thinking of the pun she had made.
“Alright, lets go back to songs I like and remember maybe if I warm up with those for awhile I’ll get some cheer and hopefully talent back.” She launched into every childhood song she could think of. She put her head up and closed her eyes letting her fingers glide across the keyboard almost without direction. She felt so wonderful she completely lost track of time and her senses. As she stopped she felt complete and happy about everything. She thought of trying a classical piece again and reached for one when she felt a hunger pain.
“Oh. What am I going to do for food now? I have maybe ten dollars and I’ll need that to take the bus to the concert hall. I can’t show up to the audition starving to death either, that will defiantly affect my performance.” As she pondered her options she felt something brush against her knees. She looked under the piano and was startled. The plant she saw the night before was at least twenty times as big as it had been. It also now had the most luscious and full looking fruit hanging from it that she had ever seen. She was so shocked had she really misjudged the size? She had been pretty tired and the room had been dim so she decided that the lack of sleep had fooled her eyes.
“Well don’t you look big and strong. You certainly have lots of fruit too. Would you mind terribly if I picked some of your fruit?” She said giggling at the thought of talking to a plant. She plucked five pieces of gold and red fruit off the plant and set them on the piano.
“What kind of fruit is this?” She thought. “They resemble peaches but, they are the size of grape fruit. Maybe I’ll try a bite and see how it is.” She took a bite of the fruit and felt overwhelmed with the taste. The fruit tasted sweet and had a soft flesh. It was the sweetest thing she had ever tasted and it had just a hint of tartness to the skin. She immediately thought about the possibility of the fruit being poisonous.
“What would I do? Well that will make a headline for the papers. Ex-waitress turned pianist dies from eating poison fruit she found growing in her home.” She somehow knew that the fruit was safe. She also had memories from high school Biology where her professor told the class that
“In nature ninety-seven percent of poisons are sour. Sweet is the taste most likely to be non-poisonous. This is why the human has a ‘sweet tooth’” She vividly recalled the lecture.
After finishing one of the delicious, possibly deadly fruit she went about playing a classical piece. She deicded to go back to the one she had attempted earlier. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and played. She made it through half of the song without messing up a single note. She felt excited she was improving slowly but surely. She tried again and made it not quite as far and put it off as nerves. She tried once more and barely made it seven bars in. She didn’t understand she was doing so well and then she fell apart. She reached for another piece of fruit and took a bite and began playing. Almost without effort she made it half way through again. She swallowed her mouthful and took another and kept playing she made it all the way through the song.
“Wow that was weird. Maybe I just need to fill up my stomach so I can concentrate.” She thought. She ate the rest of the fruit and played the piano effortlessly. Gliding smoothly through the piece like she had when she was a child. She must have played it through five times when she started messing up again. She was beginning to feel hungry but she pressed on. Soon she was back to being unable to play a sinlge bar of music.
“Alright, snack break to fill up my stomach.” She took a piece of fruit and bit into it and began playing. Once again she played through the song with almost no problem. She stopped feeling confused momentarily.
“I couldn’t play this song then I ate the fruit and I could. Then I slowly digressed and ate more fruit and now I can play again. Oh, my gosh I know what it is. This fruit is magic fruit! That is the only possible answer it makes people able to play the piano. Wow I could use this fruit to get me a place in that orchestra.” She thought of the feeling of being on stage with a professional group and playing for a sold out auditorium. She eyed the fruit and quickly gobbled down the remaining pieces and began playing the piano. She made it through every single song in her collection and felt extremely joyful with her new magic plant. She decided she had practiced enough for one day and she would get a good night sleep so she would be well rested for her last day of practice. As she slept the plant under the piano began growing. It had been slowly storing the energy from the sound waves and making them into nutrients. It expanded its leaves around the piano and grew more fruit and spread its ways across the walls.
The next morning Mary woke up and anxiously walked to her piano to begin practicing. She was astonished when she saw half of her room had now been covered in the plant. The leaves and vines wrapped almost entirely around the piano and stretched out over the bench. She noticed however that their must have been fifty pieces of fruit hanging from various parts of the plant.
“Well my little beauty it seems that you have taken over my piano and my house. Good thing you made more fruit, I’m going to be needing it and you to keep me going.”
She set about picking all the fruit. She filled the area next to her bench with as many pieces as she could fit. She decided that the more fruit she ate now, the longer they would last her. She ate about twenty pieces and felt stuffed and nearly vomited. She knew though that she would have enough fruit to play for hours now. She set about playing the classical pieces and quickly flew through them. She played her entire collection and was setting up to play them again when she felt something push up against her legs. She looked and saw nothing. She continued brushing off the incident completely. She had gone about five bars in when again she felt something poke her and this time it hurt. She looked down and saw a thorn in her skin. She felt a little bit enraged that her new magic plant was hurting her.
“ I don’t understand it. You give me fruit to play better and then you poke me. Why am I talking to a plant? Its not like you understand what I’m saying.” She took a piece of fruit and bit into it thinking for a bit.
“Play…. Happy…..Carefree….” came a quiet almost inaudible sound from the room.
“What the heck was that?” Mary felt a bit frightened. Had the room just talked to her? She felt confused and afraid. She looked around and decided she must be going crazy from being locked up in an old house alone eating fruit off a strange bush. She decided it was worth a try she finished her piece of fruit and fixed her posture and began playing her childhood songs.
She closed her eyes and went through them song by song . She felt the melody and let the music flow through her and into the piano. She even added new songs. She put in all the songs that she had first learned to play with. She hadn’t played Chopstick or Mary Had a Little Lamb since she was seven. She turned her head up higher and felt this electrifying feeling. She remember her mother teaching her when she was little and how she had to have her press the keys at the end because she couldn’t reach them. The room had this feeling to it that inspired her. She knew it was silly but, she felt as if the room were alive. Everything around her seemed to be growing and adding to her ability. She played for what seemed like eternity and finally stopped. Mary leaned her head back and let out a breath.
“Wow that was the most fulfilling session I’ve ever played. I don’t think I could get any better. She stretched and turned her head back to the piano.” Thinking of how much fuller the room looked now.
“HOLY Geeze!” She yelled. In front of her was a gigantic Pink and white flower with a dark red center that resembled lips. It appeared to be a foot wide and was directly in front of her head. The red center opened like a pair of lips and began speaking to her.
“Hello sweet little girl. My you certainly do play the piano well. You play so well you made me grow big enough to fill the entire room.” The plant said smoothly.
“This cannot be happening. I’m not listening to a plant talk to me about my piano. I think that fruit might have been bad. Oh god what is happening.” She said seeming nervous and worried.
“Oh baby, don’t be so stressed. Those beautiful hands of yours make music that I have never heard. I need you to play so more for me so please grace me with some more of your genius.” The plant replied smoother than before.
“How can you possibly be talking? Why did you grow here? Who are you?” She questioned. “Mary baby, don’t you be worrying about things like that. I came here to help you. I’m a magic plant that gives people power. I simply grow and my fruit helps enhance the powers of those who eat it. I came here after I heard you playing those cheerful keys. I just want to help you get that spot on the orchestra. I figured I’d come and help you regain your composure with a little help. Now, play me some more of those sweet tunes baby.” The plant said in a suave tone.
“Well I…I..don’t know about this. I want that seat on the orchestra and everything.” She stopped and thought momentarily about everything. The fruit would give her a definite edge in the competition. As long as she had it she could play anything they asked her. She decided to give the plant what it wanted.
“Okay Mr. Plant. I’ll play some happy songs for you and make you grow some more so I can have a nice supply of them to keep my belly full.” She said cheerfully.
“Alright baby, play me something good. I plan to make you all the fruit you could ever want. I don’t know if you’ll be needing it though.” The plant replied back in a cool laid back voice.
Mary began playing her favorite song and breezed through it. She thought of the fruit that she would be getting and how luscious and delicious it tasted. She played for a long time and slowed down. She felt fatigued. She had been playing all day and it was late.
“Okay Mr. Plant how was that?” She asked.
“The only thing sweeter than the fruit on my leaves is the music that you make. Play me some more baby I want to get even bigger.”
“You are pretty big now. You must be three times the size of the first time I spoke to you. Lets see and you grew some fruit too, mmm it looks to be about twenty. That’s a good number to get me through audition. “
“Baby you aren’t going to have to worry about auditions, I’m going to take care of you.” Said the plant.
“Well that’s awful sweet of you but, I need to get some rest even if I have your fruit I need to be rested I’m exhausted right now.” She said with a yawn. She proceeded to get up only to find herself pulled back down.
“What the….?” She looked down at her arms and legs. Vines had wrapped themselves around her and were forcing her to sit. She had vines around her entire body, they restricted the movement of everything but her hands. She looked at the flower and the red lips began to say.
“Baby we can’t have you going anywhere. I need you to play for me. I need to grow big and strong so I can give you what you need.” The plant said with a little hint of annoyance in its voice.
“I’m tired though. If I stay like this I won’t be able to play at all. I need to get my rest. Please let me go to bed.” She pleaded,
“Alright baby, I want to hear one more song before I let you go and we finish for tonight.”
“Um okay. What would you like to hear?” She said.
“Well I haven’t had anything for awhile to fill me up. How about you play me some dinner music?” The plant said.
Mary’s face dropped as she realized what was going to happen to her. The flower stretched and the red lips opened extremely wide. Mary began to play some French song she knew as tears spilled down her face. She desperately forced against the vines but they still restricted her movement. Outside the house music could be heard as the night wore on. Suddenly, the music stopped. A few random keys were hit sharply in a struggle followed by a brief slurp and then silence filled the night.
Melody barely noticed as the cliff edge ended. She feel face first tumbling end over end towards the swampy marsh area. Splash! She didn’t move at first completely shocked and confused about what had happened. She noticed that the swamp area around her seemed to stretch for miles in front of her and bordered a large rock elevation behind her. She got up slowly and breathed deeply. She winced in pain as she felt difficulty breathing in. A deep shooting pain came over her and she became aware of the broken rib that was poking into her left lung. She thought about the stupidity of falling down a ledge like the one she had walked right off of. She had been warned that many people find their untimely deaths this way. The ledge seems to extend into the distance. An optical illusion m
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ade possible by the grade of the ledge and the extended marshes below.
She stood up gripping her side and pulled her bag onto her back. Completely lost she had been searching desperately for help. She trudged forward through the swamp with water up to her knees. She gripped her side fighting tears as the pain tore away at her body. She limped forward as the sun blazed above. She desperately put her hands to her eyes and vainly tried to make out any sign of life in the distance. She thought back to the small river boat that she had been riding on earlier that morning. The boat had suddenly hit something in the water and flipped over. Her friend Alice thrown overboard with her. They had scrambled to the shore and noticed their guide had completely disappeared. Alice had then wondered off to look for the boat and was gone for about five minutes when a scream cut through the air. Melody ran to the sound and heard splashing. As she walked on she saw a small waterfall in front of her and the boat crushed on the rocks below. Then bubbles rose from a nearby spot and Alice’s backpack surfaced.
Melody staggered forward her breathing becoming nearly impossible to maintain. Her vision was starting to blur and she coughed violently. She looked down at her hand an noticed a small amount of blood had been splattered on her palm. Melody knew her situation was dire and began moving towards the river mouth in the distance. The marsh slowly dissipated as she neared the muddy shores. She could feel the mud pulling her legs as she stepped onward. Her shoes were sucked deep into the mud and ripped from her feet by the hungry shore. Melody soon felt weary as she neared the shore. Her injury had affected her ability to walk and soon the quicksand like mud pushed her to the brink of exhaustion. Her legs were stuck up to her calves in the thick mud as she slowly pulled herself onwards. She felt forward and pulled at branch on the shore and slowly managed to make her way to the shore. She crawled forward escaping the hungry mud and saw a log in the distance. She eagerly exerted the last of her dieing strength and crawled to the log. As she reached her destination she propped herself up against the log and set her head upon the trunk. Slowly her senses began to return. Her vision cleared, her breathing stabilized, and her fatigue subsided. She felt reassured in her ability to survive and allowed her self succumb to the drowsiness that pulled at her body.
Melody opened her eyes suddenly as her head was jolted forward. She looked around puzzled and leaned her head back. No sooner had she closed her eyes than did she receive another bump. Her mind raced thinking it could possibly be her own body playing tricks on her. Suddenly, a flick of a long cold slender object came past her ear touching a bit of her hair that was sticking off her head sporadically. For the first time Melody realized that the log she had happened upon may be a hiding place for some very hungry predators. She heard in from her guide that large snakes often times sun themselves on shore waiting for their prey to wonder over to them thinking they were shelter. Then striking them when they least expect it. Melody froze in terror as she felt the object flick past her ear again and she saw this time through the corner of her vision this object was a long pink tongue. Melody gasped. She felt panic flooding through her body. She decided that she had to turn her head and see where the tongue was coming from so she could formulate a strategy to escape quickly and unnoticed. She slowly turned her head to the side and saw that the tongue and its head had vanished. She looked toward the bushes in the distance and noticed nothing. She eagerly peered over behind her and saw nothing.
“Where the hell could this thing be?” She thought. As if a cruel response she felt a flicker of a tongue on her exposed thighs. The tongue ran from her knees to her thighs up to her where her shorts stopped. She felt warmth grow in her crotch as she had just, out of terror, wet herself. She turned her head slowly with her eyes closed. She took a deep breath and opened her eyes and screamed. To her utter surprise and shock she found before her an ant eater gingerly eating ants that crawled along the ground she lay upon. She breathed a sigh of relief feeling her heart beating a mile a minute.
She laughed to herself and felt relieved. She grabbed her bag from the sand nearby and crawled forward a few feet. As she placed her pack on her back she look forward and saw a massive head floating a few feet in front of her head. She barely had time to blink when the massive jaws hit her like a car. Melody was barely conscious that a gigantic snake had just lunged at her and was coiling her up. In a matter of seconds the snake, which looked to be forty feet long and three feet thick had her entire body wrapped within its coils. As she realized what was happening she began to pull and try to move. As if in response, the snake tightened its grip and Melody heard sounds that reminded her of someone popping bubble wrap. She suddenly knew that these sounds were her bones as she felt an immense pain shoot from her feet to her neck. She cried out and screamed as she knew that she was being squeezed to death by a gigantic snake. As she yelled and desperately wiggled the snake squeezed once more and Melody’s breath shortened to the point she began to black out. She fought to breathe and live as the coils continued to crush her body. Her vision began to tunnel and slowly faded to black.
Melody suddenly felt the coils loosen and her vision returned. She was aware that the snake was releasing its grip and thought that she was being set free. These thoughts were quelled when she felt the warm mouth extend over her head and the soft pink lining of the throat grip her head. She shrieked in horror as she felt the snake devour her head. She looked towards the opening of the mouth and saw the mangled remains of her legs twisting in various directions. She knew that she was utterly helpless but still fought against the snake. She pulled her lifeless body with her all her might wiggling her head back and forth desperate for a response. She felt her chest enter the throat, soon followed by her hips, and then her mangled legs. Soon Melody was trapped deep inside the throat of the gigantic snake and she felt her feet enter the throat. The warm moist insides made her feel sleepy. The oxygen was so thin and the sticky fluids were suffocating. As she was pushed onwards she felt her head pass through a tight muscular ring and into the stomach. She watched as her feet followed soon after into the stomach and the muscles closed off behind her. Melody looked around her. She now had room to move her head and shook it from side to side desperately still fighting. As she felt fluid secrete into the chamber she knew she was doomed. She felt her body give up as she was defeated and now at the mercy of the snake. The stomach was now half full with fluid and she felt something bump into her head. As she turned to see what had bumped into her she was barely able to make out the object. She was staring at the half digested face of Alice with horrified look frozen on her face.
The snake would not have to eat for another few weeks as the prey it caught was much larger than the average meal it found. As the snake lay basking in the sun a several loud screams erupted from the mid section of the snake. The snake lay completely still unaware and uncaring of the screams from the meal digesting in its stomach. Too bad snakes don’t have ears.
