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The Ghost inside our souls

lmsyd4u on Supernatural Stories

We knew something was up when our parents found a two and a half story house for $50,000.  With a full size basement and 50 acres of land as well, included in that tiny little sum.  The fact that it was in the New England countryside and that most small houses went for that amount made us ask why, and for a few weeks no one answered our questions.

There five of us besides our parents, my older sister Tiffany was 21, and still trying to find her way in life, a fine looking young lady if I do say so myself.

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="mso-spacerun: yes">  She was 5’11” 140 pounds and firm tight and tanned.  Blonde wavy hair to her shoulders and bright blue eyes made her face lovely, but her 38DD-23-36 figure was a knock out.  She was the only one of us that we considered to be beautiful. 

Sandra was next at 20, and slightly less attractive, Red Auburn hair accented with dark green eyes, freckles everywhere and I do mean everywhere.  She was 5’5” 150 pounds and her body style was pudgy, what else do call a figure of 36C-30-36.  She was sweet and kind and gentle to be around and that is probably why she decided not to go to college, she cared more about being nice than being boss.

Dana and I were twins, seniors in school and identical except for our nipples.  5’2” 110 pounds, both Blonde, both blue eyes, both with the same figure, 34-24-34.  She had pointy erect nipples half an inch outward and two inches around, I was the opposite, my nipple stood out erect almost two inches like small fingers and were slender.  Our other sisters called us the knob and the stalk.

Then came our baby brother Tyler, 5’3” 90 pounds and all boy, and then some.  He was a healthy good looking blonde headed kid.  We never really paid him much attention until one night when our parents were stranded in town some thirty miles away and a blizzard struck us from out of the blue.  The weather reports that day were for a chance of flurries no big deal right, well before sundown the tally was ten inches and by eight when our parents called before the phone and power went out they had 15 inches on the road and were expecting a foot or more.  We were okay and so were they, we had food and firewood loads of it as my dad wad a nutcase about being prepared.  Plenty of water and candles and the basement had a full size fireplace with old cooking utensils made for it, so we knew we could survive a month alone if we had too. 

Tiffany made fires in the upstairs and downstairs and put candles out in the holders all along the halls and the top and bottom of the staircase.  Sandra went down to the kitchen and took out all the fresh food and placed it in bags and then set it out on the back screened in porch.  It was colder than the frig and the stuff from the freezer she put in garbage bags and marked it and then stuck it off the back deck right into the snow to keep it frozen.  Dana and I got the big kettle downstairs and carried it to the basement and filled it with water and then placed it on the fire to warm it up.  Then we got all the blankets we could from the storage room upstairs and took them into Tiffany’s room so we could all have one each.

Tyler was no help to us at all; he was acting like he was frightened out of his mind.  It was just to get attention from his idol, Tiffany.  So we let him follow her around like a puppy while we fixed up the place.  The doors were locked up tight as were the windows.  We pulled out flashlights and batteries in case we needed them and then set up oil laps in each room and got them started as well.  Though it looked like a home from the 1700’s until this night we really never understood it. 

By nine that first night the power, land line phones and cell phones were all off the air and the satellite dish was useless.  The only hot water was what we heated downstairs in the main fireplace or in the basement in the big fireplace.    So we huddled in Tiffany’s room to stay warm and fed the fire logs as we began to chat and talk.

About eleven thirty we started to hear sounds from the first floor like someone walking around.  Sandra wasn’t ever afraid of anything and pounced out of bed and out the door and down the stairs before any of us could get her to stop.  That’s when they started on us.

Sandra had made the main sitting room entrance by the time Dana and I tip toed to the top of the stairs, Tiffany had Tyler around her neck so she couldn’t do much except to try and pry him off.  As we spied down the dark spooky staircase to the faint flickering candle at the base we heard Sandra call out, “Seems odd that the door is….Oh my god….Oh my god…No! No! No!  What the hell!”

We flew down the steps after her and as we did, a rushing wave of cold air blasted over us.  It seemed to flash past us and up the stairs like a whisk of fog ice cold to the body and soul.  I stumbled dragging Dana to the floor with me as we saw the flashlight Dana had been carrying roll out of the entrance to the room.  We were trembling as we crawled ever so slowly closer, and then we heard her gasping and moaning loudly.

She was locked in some sort of conflict and we were so afraid we couldn’t be of much help as we heard her exclaim, “Please stop…please…I am begging you no…Please stop…No…No…Help me…Help me…Help me…please make it stop before…before.. Before I…oh my god… No…No…”

I reach out took the flashlight and shinned it into the room.  As we crept in we saw the shadow of our sister with her arms spread wide apart as were her legs.  It came from the fireplace in the room as we knew she must be near it, so we crept to the door and peered in.  The instant we looked at her they saw us.  She was being tortured and tormented by some fog like vapor, a wisp of a being as it played with her now completely bare body.  Her breasts were being twisted and tweaked and tortured and as I looked at them it seemed to the world as if someone or something was gnawing on them.  Her rather large butt was flexing and dents were showing up and fading in her cheeks and thighs and the way her head was tilted back and the moan she made were chilling, but as we watched, we were frozen unable to speak or move only observe.

Her voice cracked as she called out, “Who are you…what do… what …What do you want...What…Why…are…you doing…this…to…me!”  The last word was screamed in a loud shuttering way followed closely by, “Oh my God I am going to cum…cum…hell yeah…oh yeah…fuck me…oh fuck me… fuck me you bastards…oh yes more... more… more…fuck me more.. Fuck me… fuck me!”

Dana was shaking like a leaf as she slid a hand around me and tried to pull me back, but it was too late.  The vapors swirling around our sister had found us, and as they approached us she was dropped onto the floor with a thud and a loud clamoring cry of pleasure came from her, “Oh don’t stop I need more of you.”

The wisp swooped next to Dana and as we were lifted by the hair of our heads our pajamas were ripped into shreds before our eyes.  We were hurled forward over the floor and about a foot off it to the fireplace.  My arms could feel hands gripping tightly on my wrist and my ankles as well.  I twisted in resistance as did Dana until the attackers began to twist and taunt my nipples outward and harshly.  I heard Dana cry out, “No leave us alone.”  Then I screamed for help but instead, Sandra stood up and slapped our faces and demanded, “Shut up you bitches, you will learn to do as we command of you.  Your stinking little bodies are now ours to play with and you will be quiet.”

With that she grabbed both of us at the crotch and began to squeeze and tug on our pussies.  When her fingers went up inside us, I gasped and Dana did as well and we tried to beg her to stop, but she only smiled and laughed evilly at us and continued on with her torture.  I could feel hands and mouths on tits at the same time and when I looked at Dana she cried out, “Donna they are fucking me.  I can’t make them stop.  I can’t make them stop.”

I knew exactly what she meant as they were fucking me in my asshole and with my older sisters hand now up to the wrist in my pussy they were also doing me the same way.  Sandra delighted in it as I think they were pleasing her at the same time.  As the pressures in my body built up I soon lost control and fear of what was going on in favor of the orgasm that was all but fully exploding as I shouted out, “Oh please don’t stop.”

Dana echoed my plea and added, “Oh take me and fuck me again and again.  Sandra kiss me you fucking fat slut and let me finally feel your sweet pussy on my mouth.”

That was a reference to a few months back before we moved.  Sandra had gotten drunk at a party one night and came home horny.  Mom was trying to calm her down and sober her up in the bathroom when Dana walked in on them.  Mom asked her to stay with her while she went to get some medicine from her bathroom.  As soon as she left Sandra took hold of Dana by her crotch begging to eat her and with no warning she yanked her into floor and ripped off her panties.  Mom got back in time to stop her from doing it but the thing is Dana wanted it.  I knew she was more sexually active than I.  I had caught her playing with herself many times at night and few times she had played with my body.  Tiffany always said my nipples were large because Dana sucked them every night while I slept, and it could be true, I really didn’t know then.

We were held up through a most fulfilling and erotic orgasm, my truly first fully depleting experience.  Dana and I were dropped onto the ground afterwards and as we were Sandra took control of us and pushed Dana on the floor on her back and me beside her.  She flipped our legs up and back and demanded we hold them there and without questioning her and if we were under a spell, we obeyed.  As she ate Dana, I looked over and saw how much she truly liked it.  I saw her pouting lips as she nibbled on the bottom one and her eyes flickering and fluttering and I wanted to taste her mouth so I looked into her eyes and begged, “Kiss me darling.”

We kissed deeply from the start and as our legs seem to hold themselves up and back our hands started fondling each others tits and nipples and soon we were lost in the lust of sex.  Dana was being eaten and I was wanting to be and when Sandra moved to devour my pussy I came streams and gushes of juices into on and all over her mouth and face.  All the while Dana was sucking on my tongue and then my nipples.

When Sandra devoured me fully she then rose and placed her wet soaked pussy onto my mouth and taking Dana by the head sent her mouth to my wet spot to eat me.  The three of us went wild and When it came my turn to eat Dana, she cried out in pleasure like never before I sucked her juices fully from her and then made her wild in a frenzy of lust.

Suddenly the fire went out and we were all alone in the dark.  Sandra and I struggled to end our devouring of Dana but it was hard to quit.  When we did Sandra found her flashlight and we relit the fire.  We heard the chimes of the grandfather clock strike three and realized we had been locked into this act for hours.  Naked and sexually hot as fire we waltzed out and up the stairs.  We went to Tiffany’s bedroom to find our little brother naked with Tiffany tied with rope over the cedar hope chest at the foot of her bed.  Her pussy drenched in cum was inviting us all to eat, and we each took turns on it.  We didn’t know then she was the only one who had resisted their possession of us.  She was begging for us to stop as Tyler moved to fill her mouth with his six inch cock.  He face fucked her when we ate her ass and pussy in a trio effect until he came in her mouth fully twice more. 

It was almost six by the time the four of us finished working her over, and as the faint light of sunrise peeked between the still falling snow flakes, we became very tired.  Tiffany was still tied over the chest as the three of us huddle din the bed and snoozed.  Tyler crawled into a blanket by the fire and fell fast asleep as poor naked abused Tiffany lay helpless tied to the chest naked and cold. 

The afternoon was almost over when I awoke to find my baby brother fondling my nipples and telling me, “You will be my bitch like the others.  These pointed tits beg to be sucked, if you swear to be my slave I will make them so happy.”

It was weird I could see his face but I could also see someone else as well.  It was like a faint image of another young man in some sort of melding.  Tiffany had been freed from her bondage and was trying to get Dana and Sandra to listen to her as I asked Tyler, “Who is that inside you?”

He slapped my face and growled angrily at me as he said, “Now you have made me as mad as they, all four of you bitches will pay.”

He pranced out of the room and slammed the door behind him.  I sat up and looked at Sandra who was bruised and covered in bite marks on her body.  Dana was as well and she had some really odd blue marks on her butt.  Tiffany was trying to dress them in warm clothes as she told us, “I know what’s going on here.  I found out about the truth a few days ago and I tried to keep it from you, but you have to know now.”

We huddled on the floor next to fireplace as I saw the same marks all over my body.  Sandra rapped a warm blanket over my naked body and as Dana slid beside me, from under it her hand crept to rest on my inner thighs and gently stroke along my outer pussy lips.

Sandra moved beside me and started slip a finger inside her own pussy as Tiffany started to tell us what was happening. “Two hundred years ago a family like ours built this house.  The father and mother were killed by an Indian raid and the children were tortured to death by the Indians.  All except the youngest boy, he escaped and lived in the cellar for almost ten years alone.  He made a pact with a demon according to the townspeople and then he began to raid the farms and take young women as prisoners.  When they finally caught him, he had nine or ten naked young girls chained, bound and beaten in the cavern below the basement.  He was hanged for what he did in the front yard in the big oak tree.  Then after that anytime anyone moves in here they start to have problems and over the last hundred years no one has lived in this house longer than one full year without going insane, being murdered or doing worse to someone else.  Now you know why the kids at your school treat you so weird.  They’re afraid of us and this house.  If we don’t get out of here soon, we may never live to regret it.”

“Well why don’t we walk out of here now,” I exclaimed as Dana toyed a little more with my pussy lips.

“There is about 30 inches of reasons outside,” Tiffany said referring to the snow.  Then she added, “Last night the spirit of the boy took Tyler over, and then the girls took you three over.  You have to resist it.  You can now that you know the truth; it was the ignorance that let them have a foothold on you.  You have to fight the urges they are filling you with.  They’re not real it’s not real and it’s not right.”

I was sitting there listening as Dana got her finger inside my pussy and slid it in and out briskly.  I knew Sandra appreciated what she was doing and as I started to enjoy it, Tiffany pushed Dana away and pulled Sandra the opposite way and snapped out, “You have to stop that.  You can’t let them control you or we are lost.”

Now I admit I heard what she said, and I knew I should have followed her advice but when Tiffany moved close enough to me and urge to kiss her flew over me and I pounced on her and started to force my tongue in her mouth deeply.  She was pushing me backwards as Dana grabbed her arm and right boob and started to suck it and hold her back, Sandra took the left side and we soon had her on her back being assaulted by the tree of us.  I found my pussy needed her mouth and I slammed it on her, at first nothing happened other than I ground it up and down on her lips and nose until I felt a flickering and then a swirling and suddenly she was devouring me and I enjoyed it fully.  The sudden converting of Tiffany was unexpected and as I felt her lips and mouth suck my juices out.  I forgot all she said, as did we all.  When Tyler walked into the room naked and hard and up to my face, he snapped out, “Okay bitch are you mine or do I have to beat you some more?”

I begged him like a dog, “Please beat me, beat me, fuck me, and fuck me like a dog.  Make me your slave and fuck me all the time.”

He pulled me off Tiffany as he did Dana assumed my position on her face as Sandra moved between her legs.  Tyler led me to the hall and then down to the basement and when we had finally come to the right place he pushed on a block and the wall opened to reveal a passage way under the house.  I was led through the narrow wet rock walls to a small open area and then chained over a flat boulder by him, where he began to fuck me in the ass like a dog.  He came in me rather quickly and then without warning brought it to my mouth to clean for him. I did as he wanted and when I finished cleaning it up he went back around behind me and did my pussy twice in a row.  Then I was alone and cold in the darkness still bound and horny.  I found myself crying out for attention and for sex.  I was begging to be taken by anything or anyone there.  After a very long time alone I feel asleep.  I have no ideal how long I was there like that, I awoke to find myself bound but no longer over the cold stone but on the semi cool dirt floor and I was spread wide and by the way I as unable to move I think bound to the floor.  I was like that for what seemed like forever. 

Finally from the darkness came a flickering candle held by Dana and as she approached me I began to beg her to release me.  She did and when I was free we hugged tightly and I began to devour her all over.  I had kissed, bitten and nibbled on her body and finally drug her to the floor and ate her pussy until she filled me completely.  Then I offered my own and she accepted.  We went on like this for hours.  Then she led me up the passage way and into the basement.   The candle she had was all but spent and as she replaced it with an old lantern we went upstairs.  It was dark and we came to the bedroom door of my sister’s room.  When it opened I expected to see the others there but we were alone.  Dana and I sat down by the fire and warmed ourselves as she filled me on what had happened.  “Tyler went crazy and tried to kill Tiffany.   Sandra and I had to tie him up and lock him in the closet downstairs.  Tiffany and Sandra were scared they stayed down there at the door all last night guarding it.  Along about daybreak I awoke to find them beaten bound and tied to the wall.  They had been abused like never before by someone else.  Tyler is still in the closet locked safely away.  This morning when I finished doctoring them, I managed to get my cell phone to work and I called mom and dad and told them what was going on.  They are going to get us by morning.  We will finally get out of here.”
”Where are they now?” I asked.

“Tyler is in the closet, cold and lonely but safely tucked away.  Tiffany and Sandra are resting in the bedroom downstairs by the kitchen.”  Dana said as she slid beside me and snuggled me tightly like a teddy bear.

“How did you know where I was?” I asked as I placed my head on her shoulder.

“Hey we’re twins remember.  I used my instincts to find you,” Dana said as she kissed my cheek, and then with a cool little nibble on my ear lobe she said, “Now before they get here it’s confession time.”

I looked at her and smiled and said, “What’s that?”

“Okay then I will go first chicken little,” she sniped out at me.  Then with a long pause she said, “You know before any of this happened, I have to tell you I had already played around with you at night while you slept.  It’s true, the ghost may have been able to get you to relax enough to enjoy it, but I was always wanting it and you.”

I looked up and asked her, “Did you really suck on my nipples to make them this big?  IS that why Tiffany always scolded you about them?”

Dana smiled and replied, “Well, Donna you are a sound sleeper, we all knew you were.  We all knew so much so that we helped it along with sleeping pills.  That’s why you never knew how much we all wanted you.”

“You keep saying we, Dana, what do you mean we, I thought you were the one who was doing it,” I asked.

“No not just me, but Tyler and me have been sucking and playing with your nipple since he was weaned off mom.  I trained him how to suck you in your sleep and fuck you as well.”  She said smiling at me as her hands came inside my blanket and played along my chest and lower breast.  Her hand slid down my body and a finger tickled my clit as we kissed and then she said, “If you could have seen him fucking your pussy a month ago while I sucked your tits what would you have done?”

I was so horny anyway from the past few days, so I let the truth out, “I would have gladly let you both take me.”

Smiling broadly at me she whispered into my ear as her finger entered inside my clit, “Wonderful, I will hold you to your word.  The next time I will make sure you are awake.”

With that we made love until the wee hours of the morning.  When the sunrise hit the snow had begun to melt by ten the next day our dad showed in a snow plow and took us all away from the house.  He thought it was all over with.  So did the others.  Everyone except Dana and I and maybe Tyler.  We had other ideals.

Hotel Fuck

xxellaxx on Group Stories

Jenni moaned and groaned as she was fucked harder and harder. Tonight's guy was a 24 year old called Michael. All she had to do was a show a little bit of her ass when she was dancing and he was hers. Easy.

The next day she went to the beach. She got many stares from guys checking her out as she walked, tits nearly escaping from her too-small bikini. She sat down and looked for a target.

There he was. He had blonde hair and brown eyes, with a hot body aswell. She watched him stand at the bar, sipping on his drink. Time to make her move.

"A bottle of water please." she said, handing over some money to the bartender, who was also checking her out. The hot guy seemed unaffected by her presence..and Jenni soon found out why.

"Mark!" squealed

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a petite blonde who ran out of nowhere. Jenni glared. The blonde, with a stunning figure and cute ass ignored her and began babbling to her boyfriend, who seemed uninterested.

Hmm..she can be dealt with..I'll have to try again later. she thought.

As she walked out of another guy's hotel room, wearing tight shorts and a t-shirt, she bumped into the guy from the beach.

"Hey." she said. She got a bored glance back and she sighed loudly. As she turned around he grabbed her and placed a rough kiss on her lips, before dragging her to his room.

"What is up with you?" Jenni exclaimed. The guy was half-way pulling his pants down.

"Don't try the sweetness and light act with me, love." He was British? Even better. He pushed her onto the bed and started kissing her everywhere.

This is more like it.

He ripped off her shorts and got his cock out. Jenni nearly gasped-it was big. He quickly got himself inside her and started fucking her.

"Harder! Oh yeah Mark, like this! Ohhhh!" she moaned. They started fucking in different positions.

"My...ass..." she managed to say. He grunted in reply and turned her round, ready to pound her. After they had been fucking for half an hour, Mark got up and held his dick near Jenni's mouth.

"Suck it."

She grabbed it and put her whole mouth on as Mark groaned.

"Baby?"

Shit shit shit shit shit.

It was his blonde girlfriend. But she was pulling off her clothes and deciding to join in. Even better.

The blonde spoke. "Mark, can I? You said I could." Mark grunted. "Yay" she squealed, whilst going into the other room. Two minutes later, she was out, with a strap-on.

"Bend over."

Jenni did as she was told, still having Mark's cock down her throat. The blonde started fucking her ass with the strap-on. Between sucks and fucks she groaned, enjoying the sensation of being fucked in the ass by a hot girl and having a big cock down her throat.

She was definitely coming to this hotel again.

 

 

What She Doesn't Know Won't Hurt Her

xxellaxx on Cheating Stories

Michael woke up. He had just had an amazing night with his girlfriend Camilla. There was a note on her side of the bed.

 

“Michael-I’ve gone to work, won’t be back for a bit got meeting at 4. Love, C”

 

He got up and went downstairs. On his way down the corridor, he noticed an open bedroom door. A redhead, who couldn’t have been more than 19 years old, was asleep on the bed. He went in the room and recognized the girl as Kellie, Camilla’s cousin.

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She stirred in her sleep and a leg came out from under the covers. Is she naked? Michael was thinking. He lifted the cover and gasped. Greeting him was some 32C tits and a pink pussy with some faint hair. Michael longed to touch her and explore her body, like his dick wanted him to.

 

He thought of Camilla. She would be heartbroken if she knew he had cheated on her with Kellie. What she doesn’t know won’t hurt her he thought before giving his dick a rub. As he rubbed, he thought of Kellie moaning and groaning for him: “Michael, give me more!”

 

He moved onto her pussy, which was soft to touch. He gave it a lick before pushing his tongue in further. Kellie’s 19 year old pussy was much sweeter than Camilla’s 25 year old pussy. He stopped for a moment to find her ass and put his finger in. It was tight, tighter than the prostitute he had had sex with when he was 18.

 

His dick was gleaning with pre-cum. He stopped fingering and licking her and shoved is dick in. He couldn’t help it, he let out a groan. Kellie woke up.

 

“Michael? What the he-”

 

He stopped her by fucking her harder and harder. The curses eventually turned to moans of delight and pleasure mixing with his. He pulled out as she pouted.

 

“Michael! Why did you stop?”

 

He gave her his answer as he came all over her body. She started licking it up off her tits and arms. Michael grabbed her once most of the cum was gone and started fucking her ass.

 

“Ohhhhhh yeahhh Michael yessssss I want mooooreeeee!” she was screaming.

 

He came again, this time in her ass, after which she was tired out. She leant over and kissed him.

 

“Thank you. That was the best sex ever.”

 

As he was about to say “You’re Welcome”  he noticed the camera on her dresser and thought of Camilla rubbing her pussy at work.

“What she doesn’t know won’t hurt her.”

If The Shoe Fits

Peter_Pan on Teen Stories

    As author of the Harper Valley series, one might even say the 'architect' of my daughters' ultimate loss of innocence - I must accept full responsibility. Despite their fully consensual stance, many readers might understandably infer, that for reasons of self-gratification, I encouraged their participation in activities that a more protective father may have avoided. Personally I do not share this view - the fact is, they railroaded me into taking them, although admittedly I did little subsequently to steer the three of them from their course of sexual (mis)adventure. Natalie, as has been clearly documented (in "HV Postscript") later embarked on a seriously perilous descent into sexual anarchy before being rescued literal

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ly at the eleventh hour.

    Despite the fact that the three of them had cut all ties with the Valley, their lives back on-track....above and below the waist, I had always sensed an unspoken 'desire' if you wish, in all of them, to just once...'return to the scene of the crime.'

    In her last year at school, Jenna often 'looked' at me when I dropped her off some mornings, like she wanted me to take her home and forget I was her father for a few hours once again. Kylie would still come by my room to kiss me goodnight some nights and it didn't need an expert in body language to interpret her real motives for being there. Natalie too would come home from either a date or a girlfriend's place and we would have a late-night coffee in the den. The way she would hold my hand while talking, left no doubt that the memory of our nights spent together was never that far away.

    There has been another consequence to Harper Valley however. Aside from the hundreds of emails sent-in from readers worldwide - the greater proportion of which remains as I have mentioned before, female - principally in the 16-23 year-old sector - I have heard from a great many fathers (almost always in their mid forties) expressing their bitter frustration not only that they can never sexually possess their own daughters, but that they are unable to express their feelings to anyone. As great a panacea as Harper Valley may have been for them to read in terms of a physical outlet let's say, it has magnified for many, their own heartache and illicit desire for their young daughters. Many believe their feelings are requited but can never take that quantitative step of actually asking their daughters for fear of a subsequent domestic melt-down. Once you suggest your teenage daughter sleeps with you - there really is no way back from that, should she be shocked insensible. A marriage and sixteen years of fatherhood trust shattered by just half a dozen ill-timed words! Who would risk that?

    I have been asked: "What should I say to my daughter that she might understand?" "How can I tell my wife, how I feel about Meredith?" "She often lets me see her after school in just her bra and panties...do you think she wants me to touch her?"

    Even such diabolically sad questions as "I know she's only thirteen, but I have these dreadful feelings of wanting to undress her and touch her - am I a complete sicko?" Only other men with similar experiences or feelings can of course understand these situations. In almost every email that touches on this subject, the father's great love and desire for his daughter comes through, rather than blatant lust for the unattainable." Sadly, every case is different and there are no hard and fast ground-rules. Equally, no concise answers.

    Bob though struck a chord with me. With two daughters just a year younger than Jenna and Kylie, his first email echoed his unspoken wish to if not exploit them sexually himself, to see them dressed provocatively (in company with my own girls I must add) and to be then used and abused in time-honored male fashion. Just why the thought of seeing one's teenage daughters dressed sexily and having considerably older men cum all over their dresses and faces is so arousing, I honestly cannot divine - but having been in the very fortunate position at Harper Valley of actually seeing this happen, both with my own daughters and many other young girls, I can only say it is an awesome visual revelation. In Bob's case I suspect, having two fully innocent and supposedly virginal daughters on site - the concept became even hotter.

    In subsequent emails, Bob forwarded to me pictures of the two girls that to be honest, aroused in myself, feelings not wholly at odds with his own. Angela, a most beautiful brunette, whose eyes held the key not only to your inner desires but hers also, stared up at me with an expression of confidence and allure that belied her fifteen years. Superbly groomed and made-up, the silver cross hanging from the tasteful little chain around her neck added to the carefully crafted aura of innocence, while the solitary red shoulder-strap presented a hint of flirtatious tease that I knew only too well, having the privilege of seeing all three of my own girl's shoulder straps lowered to many an indecent level at the behest of numerous male admirers.

    Tiffany meanwhile smiled up at me from her own photographic study. Technically blonde I suppose, something in her expression reminded me of a youthful Priscilla Presley. Equally well-groomed as her younger sister, something about the sixteen-year old schoolgirl infused my deep interest. Dressed all in white, she was a dream and studying the picture for several minutes, I found it impossible to suppress many an inappropriate image of the young girl in far more revealing a pose and in infinitely less dressier a state if the truth be known.

    It was only in a later email when Bob attached a picture of his wife Amy, that the genetic source of the girls' appeal became evident. A stunningly beautiful woman herself, she did not look old enough to have children much past pre-school, let alone teenagers. Let's just say the Gods had favored Bob to a greater degree than most of us!

    It was during one of our bi-monthly cappuccinos together that I happened to mention to Jerry the enigma that was Bob's wife and their two sexy-as-all-hell daughters. I mentioned also the fact that their father had in recent emails expressed a growing desire to see them dressed-up in the full satin mini-dress thing with nylons, high heels...the whole enchilada.

   "Seem to remember you once bringing Jenna and Kylie thus attired many months ago," Jerry reminded me wistfully. Recalling in seminal detail the effect that had had on the general male populace at the time, I was lost in my own retro thought processes for a moment.

   "And what? You're saying this Bob character wants to go down the same road with his two??" His words brought me back to the real-time.

   "Well whether he's actually wanting to do it, or is just a slave to fantasy, I couldn't tell you Jer. Have to get back to you on that one. Plus one other little problem anyway...."

   "Yeah, what's that?" Jerry asked.

   "He's in LA," I grinned.

   "Oh great Noel, well I guess we can strike that one huh?" he muttered forlornly.

    As it happened, Bob made fairly regular contact with me after that and it was during one such email he finally admitted in lustful detail, the depth of his illicit desires. Not only did he crave some seriously perverted moments with all three of my girls, he longed to see both Angela and Tiffany involved in the action up to their (doubtless) cute little nipples. It was his 'greatest fantasy' he reiterated, to see both, decked out in satiny prom-night dresses or similar, their nylons exposed well beyond their garter belts, and in high heels to boot - being taken repeatedly by more than one man and subsequently having their clothes and faces sprayed with cum.

    Not the least constructive of fantasies when you come to think about it!

    Given the detailed published recollections of my own girl's experiences at Harper Valley I was in no position to admonish the man for his innate desires upon my own three. After all, the more I studied his daughter's photographs - the more the overall concept appealed to me.

    Now, I freely admit - not every Harper session was recorded for posterity in "The Complete Harper Valley." One party in fact involved Jenna and Kylie being dressed pretty much as Bob describes - quite obviously a widespread male fantasy, as several fathers had been daring them to attend in evening wear, nylons and heels. It hadn't taken much urging for the girls to comply as I recall. They were so sore that night!

    During the course of subsequent exchanges, I asked Bob not only how "serious" he was about this, but how might such be viewed by both his wife and daughters?

    In his reply he told me (and I had no reason to doubt his integrity here) that of late...his wife had taken to displaying her nylon-clad legs "more than ever," in public, and that he felt the girls were heading down the same track. I asked him what he meant exactly and he replied that they were becoming major sexual teases and that his wife appeared not to mind greatly. As to the question "did he think that all three might perhaps be prepared to 'overstep the line of social acceptance?' Bob simply replied that he "didn't know, but that it was killing him in terms of lethal imagery." That I could well understand!

    Reporting back to Jerry at out next coffee-bar meet, I simply said "I have a gut feeling about this Jer, not only is Bob on the level I'm 100% sure, I really think these girls are up for it....don't ask me why, it's just what their pictures tell me.

   "Even so," he replied, "What's the point? - they're in Los Angeles need I remind you? They may as well be dancing naked in the shopping center there - what can we do about it? Look if you're so keen to get naughty with some young girls in mini-dresses, garter-belts and heels. why not get your three to dress up and bring them back over to the next party. It'd be a sell-out!"

   "I told you Jer," I replied. "We're out and staying out - you all know that!"

   "Then what the hell are we talking about here Noel," he replied.

   "Well I'll tell you Jer," I answered slowly. "I've been speaking to this guy and it's just a sketchy idea at this stage but we could maybe go to LA and meet up with Bob in a decent hotel downtown - like, us having some business to transact, and just see what unravels?"

   "You mean "we" as in you, Kylie and Jenna?" he interjected.

   "I was meaning Natalie too - maybe you and Michelle, Warwick and Brianna? as well.

    He looked at me for a minute. "You've totally flipped - you know that?...You want to spend what, twenty grand between us? to go meet up with some guy in a hotel in LA on the off-chance we can fuck his daughters while he fucks ours? Yeah right! besides, you just told me your three were off-limits big time."

   "This is different," I tried to reason.

   "Do they know anything about this?" he asked

   "Not yet," I told him, "But are you kidding? The chance to go to the US for the weekend - they'd happily dress-up for us."

   "What, and then spread their legs like in the good old days?" he added sarcastically.

   "I'm not asking or expecting any such thing," I replied, already imagining them doing just that.

   "Bet you wouldn't be advocating they go shopping downstairs to fill-in some time either," Jer levelled at me accusingly.

    I knew of course that in the event this could be arranged somehow, the instant they saw Bob and his family they may perhaps twig to the whole deal and realise why Jerry and Warwick had brought their kids too. I didn't figure they would be all that disappointed in me either - a last hurrah as it were. You know, when I think about it - I really need to be locked up.

   "Incidentally Jer," I said, putting my coffee on the table, "Got something you might be interested in."

   "Yeah?...what's that?" he replied.

    I pushed the photos of Angela and Tiffany alongside his ham and cheese melt. He almost choked. "Saints and sinners," he muttered, "That's really his daughters?"

    I pointed out one from the other. "And this is Amy, his wife," I added, pushing the photo of her and the two girls, alongside the other glossies. For a moment he was a study in contemplation.

   "Well lets just say it explains Bob's thinking....and your interest too come to that," Jer commented. I could see his hand was almost shaking. "Jesus mate, they are as hot as your three, how old are they again?"

   "Angela's fifteen and Tiff sixteen," I reiterated. "They look older huh?"

   "I wasn't looking at their faces," he murmured. I could hardly blame him.

    From emailed correspondence between Bob and I in the coming weeks, it was obvious he was keen to pursue the "business meeting" scenario, and that the potential for Jerry and Warwick to accompany us with their daughters also, was causing him to froth at the mouth. Not exactly 'Harper Valley comes to town' but getting on for it!

   "Will they all be dressed up?" he wrote. I knew exactly what he meant.

    Of course the question of his two daughter's involvement, was not one he could answer although God-knows - his preferences were clear enough.

    Having seen Amy, Tiffany and Angela's pictures, Jerry was an instant convert. Warwick simply said he "liked LA anyway!"

    At the point I broke the news to my three girls - adhering of course to the same "business forum" cover-story, they all jumped at the chance. Having additionally one of our major Airlines as an on-going client, I was able to swing a deal for the eight of us at close to half price.

    Two weeks later, Friday afternoon saw our three families checking-in at the United Airlines flight desk before we retired to the refreshments lounge to await our boarding call. Warwick was surprisingly animated, Jer, having trouble keeping his hands off my three, and Michelle and Brianna giggling away like the beautiful little teases they always were. I couldn't help thinking...whatever charms Tiffany and Angela might be able to dredge up collectively, they would be hard-pressed to equal, let alone top, the sheer youthful zest and desirability of the five angels we were packing that day. I mentioned as much to Jer who just nodded.

   "If you have any idea what I would like to do with Natalie, Jenna and Kylie," he began, "It's been so long.....".

   "Say no more Jer," I cut him off...."I'll only have to mutilate you badly if you tell me!" His sudden glance downwards suggested he wasn't too sure about that one.

    One incongruity about flying to LA from Australia that never ceases to amaze - the fact that you get there a few hours before you left Sydney, courtesy of the International date line. Since we were spending just the Friday and Saturday night in LA, we picked up a cheap Voyager on a two-day rental plan....all the girls expecting obviously to be accorded another Anaheim/Disneyland indulgence - especially with Brianna never having been there. Actually, none of us ever grew up if the truth be known. Why else do you imagine I am Peter_Pan?

    Had not the Wilshire Grand its own parking facilities, we would have been driving the length of Wilshire Boulevarde most of Friday night, looking for a space. Pre-booked, we had three adjoining suites, Warwick and Brianna next to us, Jerry and Michelle - further down the hallway.

    First up, I called Bob and told him we were "in residence." He sounded pretty happy and we agreed to all meet later for dinner in the Cardini restaurant down in the hotel lobby. As far as the girls all knew, the meeting was purely in relation to a business venture between Jerry, myself Warwick and our American counterpart.

   "It's kind of a formal restaurant," I told my three (Jerry and Warwick I knew, passing along the same information to their girls) "The guy we've come to meet will be bringing his family he tells me, so dress to impress huh?" They had come prepared and with no expectation I'm sure of anything much beyond just sitting there and looking pretty, they took themselves off to the bathroom to set about creating an impression.

    Forty minutes can make such a difference. Three bubbly young daughters walked into the en-suite - three courtesans walked out! Natalie had on a shimmering gold two-piece who's sole purpose appeared to be that of highlighting the deepest cleavage I had ever known her to put on view, as well as show-casing by virtue of its tightness - her now highly spankable rear-end. The sheerest of nylons disappeared up into the forbidden zone, the whole image being set off by a pair of gold-inlaid high heels with some sort of Roman lacing around the ankles. I was thinking - this has to be every man's fantasy - but then I saw Kylie.

    Dresses like that should be illegal. Blue satin, it wasn't so much tight on her as sprayed-on. Whether actually satin or silk I couldn't at first adjudge, I was too busy looking at other things. Like her older sister, her breasts were defying gravity in whatever technologically advanced bra that was and at the point the dress curved in to her waist, her beautiful figure was accentuated to the max. She had on stockings that if I was not mistaken were held up by a sexy garter-belt she must have brought along for the occasion. The smile she tossed me in passing, acknowledged exactly what I was thinking.

    Jenna's outfit removed what sanity I may still have been clinging to. A satiny two-piece, the top was so low cut at the back you could see the clasp of what was obviously a strapless bra. Almost metallic looking, the camisole-inspired top hung adrift from that micro-mini skirt by almost two inches, rendering unto the male gaze, a ribbon of naked teenage abdomen that could only ever be tempered with a cold shower. She too was wearing sexy stockings and God knows what underneath. The heels just set off the vision perfectly. Bob was risking his health and he didn't even know it yet.

   "Do we look alright dad?" Kylie smiled teasingly.

   I just looked at those three angels, wanting nothing other than to take them all back to bed right then and there and to fuck them senseless by rotation. I knew instinctively it was their combined preference too.

   "You are the three prettiest girls any father ever had for daughters," I told them. "I don't have to say what I feel do I?" They all lowered their gaze - Natalie even blushed slightly.

    Each had the most conservative of make-up on, that simply highlighted their natural beauty - just a touch of mascara, blusher and lip-gloss. I was having chest pains.

   "C'mon kids, lets go downstairs," I said, opening the door and ushering them out - mainly so's I could take in the full arousing aspect of their sexy little bottoms in passing. And how disorientating were those combined perfumes? Just as well the stairs had a hand-rail!

    Just across from reception, Jer and Warwick, both resplendent in dinner-suits, waited outside the doors to the Cardini with Brianna and Michelle in tow, equally as stunning as my three. Seems everyone had opted for mini-dresses designed, if not to kill - to optically cripple and to induce a Hamelin-like fascination. Michelle's hemline for instance was so far above the knee, I had already made a mental note to be under the table when she sat down.

    Having previously made a booking for twelve, our table was already set-up and ready. We took our seats, Jer and I at opposing heads of the table, leaving four spaces in the center - two either side for our visitors. Bob's two daughters I figured would be best served seated between Kylie and Brianna.

    Barely had I mentioned that "Bob and his family will be here shortly," when my eyes lit upon on a small group just that second walking through the door. One of them was Bob I'd presume - I really wasn't looking! Angela, hugging her mother's left arm was all I could concentrate on. In a dress not dissimilar to Natalie's, she carried herself like a model. Made-up professionally by the look of it, all I could think of was, how pretty she must look in just her bra and panties. Tiffany was no less captivating and quite honestly I have to wonder how Bob had managed to rein-in his testosteronic urges these past few years. Amy too was quite as beautiful as in her picture looking still in her mid-twenties. The outfit she had on left little to the imagination. He was right - she quite obviously did enjoy flaunting her charms - those which preceded her especially.

    Introductions involving that many people took a while but let it be said Angela and Tiffany hit it off with our five instantly. Even by the time Bob and Amy had met myself, Jer and Warwick...the seven girls were all chatting together across the table like old friends. Boys, movies, cell-phones - some things never change!

    Bob's face was a study in fully abandoned lust. Not so much a kid in a candy shop as a greyhound brought up by a family of March hares. The poor guy didn't know which way to look. More than once Natalie caught him staring at her and flashed him one of her trademark "I'm a good Catholic girl, but anyone can be persuaded" looks.

    Not that Jerry was in any calmer a state, staring at Tiffany as a lifer might stare at Miss August as she bends over to retrieve an earring while wearing a bikini. That's OK...what I was imagining doing to Angela doesn't bear admission either. In an attempt to distract myself I began talking to Amy but all this achieved was to focus my attentions instead on her "come hither or get lost" cleavage.

    Hell, we were supposed to be there for business - you'd never have guessed it!

    The Cardini is a class act let it be known. Most of the girls settled for the "Sfilatino Al Taccino" - a smoked turkey creation that looked pretty damn good. Jer and I stuck with "Chianina Rustica" a New York cut steak that is so thick it comes with a chain-saw. Amy and Warwick gambled on the Monterey Chicken while Bob slummed it with the Cardini burger which if marketed properly would put McDonalds out of business overnight.

    Neither Bob or Amy seemed to be watching their children's alcoholic intake and since no-one asked for ID they and ours partook of a cruiser each and God knows how much champagne...there were a hell of a lot of empty bottles as I recall.

    How anyone managed dessert I don't know, but after the demise of the Grand Marnier souffle, various bowls of sorbet, sodas and coffees, everyone was running on a full tank.

    Under the pretext then of really having to discuss business, it was suggested Amy and the seven girls retire to our suite for a nightcap, whatever, and wait for us to come up later. With two King size double beds, one single, lounges, chairs and an enormous table - there was more than enough space for them to relax.

**

   "I can't believe those daughters of yours," Bob said, putting his coffee cup down and missing the saucer by a good few inches. "For Chrissakes guys, I can only imagine what it was like at the parties - your three Noel are unbelievable. That middle one....what's her name? Kylie? Jeez, I'm sorry for saying this - its just the champagne talking....but even reading all that stuff you wrote that she and her sisters did - seeing her sitting there just made me..."

   "Yeah, it's OK Bob," I cut him off. "You wouldn't want to know my thoughts either, staring at your two."

   "Would you really like to fuck them? he semi slurred. Several heads turned around slightly from neighboring tables.

   "Well I can't speak for Noel," Warwick announced suddenly, "But I can tell you this - if your two ever came to one of our parties - they would be coming home pretty sore."

    Bob was silent for a moment. "You all know I want to see them fucked don't you?" he drawled.

   "Amy too?" put in Jerry hopefully.

   "Sure," Bob answered...."Think its gonna happen?"

   "Let's go upstairs and find out," Warwick smiled finishing his own short black.

   "Just hold on a moment," I interjected. "We're supposed to be having a business meeting here. We can't just go up there after five minutes and expect no-one to be suspicious. As far as I know, none of them....your wife included Bob, have any idea why we brought them all here....right?"

   "I guess not he said," Jer was nodding wisely I noticed.

   "He's right," he said, "Last thing we want to do is to alert any of them that we have plans afoot."

    And thus we did the worst possible thing in ordering another round of drinks. Subsequently, there was a truck-load of discussion but it sure as Hell wasn't business.

    By my fifth JD and ice, I was certainly happily disposed towards life let's say. I can't speak for the others but I figure it would not be an inaccurism to describe their condition as er, 'needful?'

    Jer stumbled twice between the checkout counter and the elevator- and they're directly opposite one another. Jenna opened the door to our suite.

   "Oh Hello dad," she smiled "Finished your meeting?" She glanced at the other three and surely could not fail to have noticed Bob stripping her with his eyes....nothing she hasn't seen a hundred times before of course.

   "Three of them," Bob muttered under his breath as we entered the room..."God and I thought I had problems with just my two!"

    Inside another shock awaited. The table over near the TV contained now a veritable jumble of empty glasses and vodka-cruiser bottles. There appeared to be also more than the usual amount of giggling. Brianna, Kylie and Tiffany were spread comfortably over one of the King-size beds, Natalie and Amy were seated over by the window - both drinking some beverage that would appear to have originated from Room Service and enjoying each other's company, to judge by the occasional laughter and Amy's propensity to touch Natalie's arm when making a point about something.

    Angela, Jenna and Michelle had commandeered the other double bed and were equally engrossed in some animated discussion. The good news is that whether any of them knew it or not, more than a hint of sexy panties was visible - in Tiffany's case, some of her garter-belt as well. Pretty much all their skirts and dresses had ridden up their owner's thighs to a degree and it would have taken decidedly more will-power than the four of us men had on site, to overlook the smorgasbord of temptation in various coronary-inducing poses around the room.

   Bob's none too quiet "Jesus Christ" as he looked around the suite said it all!

    Figuring to take the softest option on offer, I simply drew a chair up beside Natalie, asked if I could refresh either her or Amy's drink - that being merely an excuse to pour myself another one.

    Bob and Jerry took themselves off to the far side of the room, Bob none too surprisingly sat himself down near Kylie while Jer seated himself way nearer Tiffany than he need. Judging by Tiff's "you gotta be kidding" glance in his direction, I wouldn't say he made that great a first-up impression. Brianna though flashed him a genuinely warm smile and moved in a little closer.

    Warwick then sidled over to the other bed and no sooner had he sat down there than Michelle cuddled his arm and nestled right up close and personal. His expression suggested he wished it had been Jenna!

   "You two know each other well?" Angela asked in all innocence. Michelle giggled, as did Jenna of course.

   "Oh yeah...really well," Michelle told her, "He's my father's best friend, along with Mr Baker over there. We all see heaps of each other."

   "Our dad doesn't have that many friends," I heard Angela drawl in her rather attractive Cali accent. "Such a shame," she giggled like the sexy little fifteen year old she is.

    Closer to home, I was finding Amy a major distraction. She certainly had all the flirtatious moves down pat - eye flutters, crossing and uncrossing of the legs for effect. Not exactly the Sharon Stone/Basic Instinct shuffle but enough to let me know her nylons only reached up a finite way and that beyond that, lay areas one might find very interesting. I was certainly interested.

    More than once I recall wondering if she had a thing for girls. Just the way she would rest her hand on Natalie's thigh occasionally or the hot smiles she seemed to be giving her. I could have been wrong...and certainly Nat didn't seem to notice anything unusual. How was I ever going to get my hands in this woman's panties, never mind anything else.

    Natalie's sudden "Oh my gosh dad," followed by her hand over her mouth, more to limit her giggles than anything else, had me turn my head sharply.

    God knows how Kylie had gotten sucked in to the action - last I saw, Jerry was snuggling up to Brianna, but unless my eyes deceived me, Jer was planting a couple of smoochies on Kylie's arm and shoulders. Making little attempt to escape her fate, she was giggling along with Brianna. Tiffany's face was priceless.

   "Mr Clarke" she spluttered, "Are you crazy? Her father's just over there talking with my mom

   "I don't think she minds too much," I heard Jer reply. "Besides Tiffany, we often do this - you should try it!"

    So saying, he kissed Kylie flush on the lips. Tiffany just sat there staring. She also appeared to be inching her way towards Brianna - either for moral support or to get a better view of proceedings. I couldn't tell which.

   "You don't mind your friend kissing your daughter?" Amy asked incredulously.

   "Not really up to me to mind is it?" I replied. "Kylie's old enough to know who she wants to kiss her and who she doesn't. Besides," I held my glass up, "alcohol does bring out the uninhibited in us doesn't it?"

    Amy looked as shocked as her daughter momentarily but this changed to outright confusion as she happened to glance to her left and saw her husband not only holding Brianna's hand, but beginning to kiss her softly. Not a metre away on the bed, Tiffany's hand went to her mouth. "Dad," she cried out, "What's happening here?"

    Amy quite obviously about to call her attorney with instructions to start divorce proceedings, was halfway out of her seat. Taking her arm I restrained her.

   "Its just the bourbon reacting Amy, he doesn't mean anything by it - trust me." I said.

    Having had more than her share herself, she half fell back into the chair. I passed her her drink, figuring that the more she had right now the better she might handle whatever was to come. To my right, Natalie was emptying her glass too and if I didn't know better, she was looking a little the worse for wear herself. I tossed her a smile and turned back to Amy.

   "I can't believe this," she was murmuring, watching now as Bob's hands were inching up to within centimeters of the underside of Brianna's rather seductive breasts, encased as they were in that silky little top that invited one to slip a hand down where they shouldn't. Brianna was happy to let the man kiss her and being forced ever further back on to the coverlet, that dress was no longer making any pretence at decency. Her garter belt was plainly visible as was a hint of those delicately laced panties. Wasting no time, Bob slipped a hand up between her legs and from what I could see, was beginning to rub her softly right at the apex of those slim nylon-clad legs.

    Tiffany looked towards her mom in desperation and at the point Jerry slid his hand down Kylie's top, right alongside her, openly feeling her up while kissing her passionately, I could feel the mood of the room subtly changing. No one could watch such intimacies without a degree of involvement.

    From Tiffany's viewpoint it wasn't even a man's influence that brought her undone - simply Kylie taking a hold of her hand as she permitted Jerry free license to caress her body curves. Even as Amy's hand flew to her mouth in shock, Tiff allowed herself to be drawn up between Jer and Kylie, and Jerry's first kiss of her admittedly highly desirable lips, meant there was no going back - for any of them.

    Bob's paedophilic indulgence with Brianna wasn't so committed that he failed to see what was happening to Tiffany and if that wasn't a wicked smile escaped his lips right at that moment, then I'm a poor judge of paternal appreciation.

    On bed number two, Warwick had Michelle on her back and was beginning to caress her breasts rather lewdly, covered up of course, as they still were. Following her sister's lead, Jenna had taken a hold of Angela's hand and despite the fifteen year old's understandably shocked condition I was almost certain the carnal activities being transacted virtually alongside them, had her attention fully riveted.

   "Kiss her dad," Natalie giggled as she got up, intent it would seem on joining her younger sister and Angela. I looked across at Amy who was just glancing wide-eyed around the room muttering almost incoherently, "This can't be happening - they're all just young schoolgirls."

   "Well you're not," I suggested, patting my lap and figuring "What the hell, nothing to lose here."

    In retrospect, I have no doubt it was the alcohol that was making all the decisions at this stage. Just how much the girls had consumed was an unknown quantity but this, combined with their sexy attire had to be a factor in their rapidly lowering inhibitions. For my three of course, it was a chance to re-live some wickedly fun times and they weren't about to bypass the opportunity. From Angela and Tiffany's viewpoint - how do you think they felt seeing girls practically their own age being felt up by adult men just an arms-length away? School was definitely in!

    Amy must have figured it was a case of que sera sera too, as she showed little in the way of hesitation before seating her well sculptured rear down in my lap. I had suddenly the most kissable of moist lips but centimetres from my own. She was no amateur.

    Fully willing to submit to the wandering hands routine, I can only say that seeing that which I could, down her generously curved cleavage was nothing to the sensations afforded by gently fondling those wonderful orbs.

   "OMG mom," issued from young Angela's lips as she noticed her mother's submissive repose. At the point however Warwick then groped her own breasts while still attending to something of interest well up beneath Michelle's crumpled skirt, she had other things on her mind. Amy was no longer watching anyone. Merely wanting to be kissed now and judging by her legs - inching apart by the minute - certainly a candidate for some upskirt therapy.

    In between some dexterous manipulation of Amy's remarkably skimpy little knickers, that itself was causing my newly come-by friend to moan audibly, I could see Bob having the time of his life with Kylie now. Her blue satin dress pushed right up to the waist, one could only make the comment that her fully exposed garter-belt, slender stockinged legs with one heel off, the other dangling from her foot and open soft-skinned thighs, must inevitably invite the worst of male attention. Even Jer turned his attentions from the front of Brianna's wholly visible panties to mutter his encouragement.

    Still clinging on to Kylie's right hand, Tiffany watched her father's indecent handling of her new friend, barely able to credit what she was seeing, let alone knowing what to make of the indiscriminate kisses she was receiving herself from Jerry. She was even more disorientated when Natalie seated herself beside her on the bed and replaced Kylie's hand with her own, allowing her sister to now pay full attention to what Tiffany's father was doing to her.

    It took but the judicious slipping of two fingers beneath Amy's panties to discover the wetness on site. Sprawled inelegantly across me now, I allowed myself the luxury of feeling up her sexy little bottom as with my free hand, I unzipped myself. Hardly any point playing the coy guest any longer. We both wanted the same thing.

    Aware of course that her breasts were highly visible down her top. Amy wriggled them for effect as I kissed her. She was, if not a pole-cat on heat, then a lioness ready for all-comers. I had no need to position myself, she did it for me, and encouraging me to slip her panties down, she guided my erection to where it definitely wanted to be. Entering her with consummate ease she gasped as I pushed hard up into her. This was way better than even a JD and ice!

    Following the progress of the other players around the room was getting more difficult.

    Strangely, rather than making any attempt to fuck Kylie for the moment, Bob had somehow persuaded her to wank him instead. He really did want to see a young girl in her prom dress, splattered with cum I realised. He was to get his wish. Not a minute later - mind you Kylie is no slacker when it comes to hand-jobs - he let out a highly vocal "Oh God" as he spurted a heap of sticky white stuff right across her panties, the tops of her stockings, the front of her dress, even managing to catch her cheeks with a few wayward spurts. The expression on Tiffany's face was of total disbelief, but I could hardly fail to notice her hand inching its way beneath the hemline of that sexy little dress as Jer managed to slip his erection deep into Brianna's pussy, that she was thoughtfully presenting as a viable option, holding her panties aside as she was at that moment.

    Seeing once again, my own daughter on the receiving end of a stream of hot cum, I was reminded of the best of those Harper nights and relinquished forthwith a somewhat hot stream myself - exactly where Amy had planned. We didn't waste any on her panties however - all was stacked neatly deep inside her vaginal storehouse. I felt her beginning to purr.

    Now don't think that Warwick was reading a comic book all this time either. Having moved on from Michelle....and quite what he had done with her I don't know, although I did notice a pair of silky little blue undies on the carper that definitely weren't Jenna's....he now had Angela and Jenna flat on their backs (still holding hands) while he knelt between them.

    I could see Angela crying out "No, No..." as he began pushing both hers and Jenna's skirt up. As both their garter-belts were exposed, Angela half-heartedly pushed his hand away but was persuaded by Jenna to just lie there and accept her fate. The impending visual indecencies were I realised, having a most constructive effect on my own erection that was re-solidifying by the second - much to Amy's pleasure it must be admitted. Lying still face down on me, she was unable to observe her two daughters' somewhat precarious situation, which may have been just as well.

    Bob? You couldn't fault his enthusiasm either. Not content with my daughter's hand in his pants, he was paying Natalie the kind of attention she had been weaned off for several months. With his hand well up under her dress now, he was applying pressure to a most indecent spot, to judge by her enforced wriggling. She and Kylie exchanged words of some kind but I couldn't make out what they were. Tiffany's "Oh my God dad." however was fully audible - wished I could have seen the fun her hand was having somewhere up between those slim and stockinged legs.

    Although my view was sometimes stifled by Amy's mass of hair obscuring proceedings, I did notice Warwick finally getting either hand well inside both Jenna and Angela's silky knickers which brought soft moans from both girls. Seeing her younger sister's plight, Tiffany called out "Ohh Angela" but was unable to contribute further to the conversation as Jerry, evidently going for broke, had disentangled himself from between Brianna's legs and was now embarking on a program to apply evidently some selfless therapy to the teenager's well defined breasts.

    Watching Tiffany's aggravated assault, Bob was one happy man. "Pull her panties down Jerry," he vocalised clearly, while pursuing the exact same course with my eldest daughter, who clearly was putting up no resistance to having her own undies tugged down....no easy chore when one has to contend with a garter belt. Not wishing to be excluded from the communal entertainment underway, I noticed Michelle beginning to kiss Jenna now, slipping her hand down my daughter's front and fondling her breasts even as Warwick attended now to her lower extremities, maintaining a similar investigation of Angela's still concealed pussy.

    It was too much for me. Having only to get Amy to arch her hips marginally, I gained re-entry in seconds and this took care of our joint concentration.

   "Fuck me," she all but whimpered, kissing me passionately, whilst wriggling her bottom to gain maximum penetrative pleasure. Actually, the pleasure was all mine, now I think about it. Exactly what satisfaction Bob was accruing from seeing his wife fucked in the position she was, I can't say. I suspect he was concentrating more on his daughter's immediate defilement and Natalie's skimpy white-lace knickers that he was so busily extricating.

    Amy was fully given-over to uninhibited indulgence that might have drawn attention to herself had not the other girls' vocalised pleasures been such an aural distraction.

    Experiencing now considerable frustration in finding those garter belts such an impediment to removing the girl's panties, Warwick was forced to enlist Jenna's help, who by deft unhooking of certain key clasps with her free right hand, paved the way for Warwick's progress. Although on her back still, I could see Angela gasp as my youngest daughter's panties made their way below her knees - exposing to all her small triangle of dark brown curls - one that Warwick's fingers were now lost in, as he sought out the real prize.

     Perhaps the sight of her friends now fully exposed and keenly felt-up pussy triggered the end of her part-time resistance, but Angela I could see was now unhooking her own garter belt and allowing Warwick to tug down her panties as well. I couldn't begin to impart to you just how hot those kids looked with their skirts up around their hips, breasts straining against the clingy evening-wear as Warwick took full advantage of the parted Red Sea - fingering both girls now as they wriggled and gasped in pleasured delight. Inclining his head towards Angela, I noticed her slip an arm around his neck, allowing him to kiss her passionately. Alternating then her lips with Jenna's, he had both girls crying out in needful complicity within minutes.

    Over on the Western Front, Jerry was in no mood to take no for an answer and despite Tiffany's brave, though some might say half-hearted struggles to maintain her fully dressed state, she was fighting a losing battle. Groping her youthful breasts at will, Jer not only had her skirt so high, those silky little knickers were full exposed, he was half way to getting them off her, having either navigated somehow, her garter belt, or by simply ripping his way south. Brute force is often a most successful option faced with such constraints. Whatever he had done, the insides of her thighs now contrasted whitely with those slim stockinged legs that kicked and wriggled in a flurry of girlish resistance.

    As Bob finally rid Natalie of her panties, exposing her charms to one and all - he grinned his undeniable approval at his eldest daughter's on-going molestation. "For God's sake fuck her Jerry," he drooled.

    Pretty sure that's what Jerry had planned as he appeared right then to be re-positioning himself for a full frontal challenge. Tiffany was holding him at arms length, probably unaware that her left breast was now three-quarters free of whatever sexy little bra it was she had on. Luckily, from a male viewpoint, her nipple was a part of the exposed section and it looked to me one healthily aroused little nipple at that.

    My all-up view was greatly enhanced at that moment as, having completed another procreative cycle within Amy's delightfully compliant little pussy, she had taken herself off to the washroom for a make-over - least until she saw Tiffany's impending rape which caused her to sink to the floor hand to mouth...if not sobbing, then in the first stages of severe shock.

    Despite having Warwick's penetrative fingers well up inside their own pussies, performing unspeakably naughty things, Angela and Jenna were both angling glances at the other bed, spellbound in regard to Jerry's progress with Tiffany as vocally encouraged by the girl's father.

    Having reached the business end of his fumblings, Jerry was in the process of aligning his tool-of-trade with Tiffany's highly arousing slit when, she cast one last despairing look at her father, plainly asking the question "Are you going to let him rape me daddy?"

    Given that Bob himself had my daughter's legs spread to the max and was enjoying the sensation afforded the back of his hand by her stockinged legs, he could hardly be seen as an unbiased third party so far as Tiffany was concerned. The fact is, he thrust into Natalie at precisely the same moment that Jerry penetrated Tiffany's personal airspace with an ease that would suggest her virginity had caught the early train.

    Hard to know who to watch? With Natalie crying out in pleasure, Tiffany crying out in fake distress and Angela and Jenna thrusting their hips up to make it easier on Warwick's fingers - I could but thank the Gods of erotic dysfunctionality for this latest visual treat. Kylie and Brianna even were making the most of their time together I noticed. Just slightly away to the left of Bob, they sat alongside one another, riveted by the sight of Bob's cock penetrating Natalie's pussy with rhythmic precision. If then seeing Brianna's hand slipping its determined way up beneath Kylie's hemline en-route to her probably drenched pussy wasn't an added attraction par excellence, then I don't know what is.

    Bob was deliriously happy. Openly fucking Natalie now like a deranged manikin, observing Jerry's debauched handling...make that aggravated penetration, of his eldest daughter, not a nipple's reach away, must surely have been at the very apex of his wildest fantasies. Sighs, moans and cries of passion rent the air as everyone's daughter began to suffer various degrees of sexual meltdown.

    Amy I noted was still the far side of the room on her knees and more likely than not, unaware she had one hand up beneath her skirt, idly frigging herself senseless as she watched her two girls cross the line from middle-class innocence to uptown whore with little or no coercion. Angela especially, was bucking wildly beneath Warwick's digital caresses while Jenna had spread her legs so wide, one was draped lewdly across Angela's thigh.

    I could no longer remain a passive observer.

    Tiffany was a sight close to, not just on account of Jerry spurting at that moment, his entire procreative wad deep inside her, but by virtue of the fact, her sexy little breasts were now almost adrift from her bra and were jiggling in time to Jerry's thrusts. She barely even noticed when Bob leaned across Natalie's used and abused body, to fondle her himself once or twice.

   "You fuck her now Noel - please," he almost whimpered as he saw me approach. Tiffany was almost out to it - which suited my needs admirably I have to say. She made no attempt to close up her legs as I took Jerry's place, who quite the worse for wear, sank down on the far-side edge of the bed

   "You OK sweetheart," I muttered to Natalie who just gave me the biggest smile as she clung now to Bob, arching her hips up to milk the last of the storehouse. Her pussy glistened and her breasts straining to break free of their (probably unwanted) restraint.

    Tiffany's eyes opened as I manoeuvered myself between her slim legs. Her expression, somewhat one of resigned acceptance, yet maintaining also a glint of flirtatious tease, drew me to her. I kissed her softly and that really changed the playing field. Lips like that you don't taste every day - and I wanted to taste more. She returned fire with fire and slipping into her effortlessly, a new-found passion took care of basics while I worked both her breasts free of her top, fully exposing those pretty brown nipples that pleaded to be suckled. Not that easy to do while you are gratuitously fucking their owner, but I managed nevertheless.

    Bob meanwhile had moved-on from Natalie and even as I pumped Tiffany's hot little pussy full of more naughty stuff, I saw him take up residence alongside Warwick across the room, before pairing off - him with Jenna and Warwick with his youngest daughter, both of which they then proceeded to fuck openly. Angela was crying out "Noooo" but her body language was anything but confrontational and within seconds her legs were as spread as Jenna's, her arms around Warwick's neck tightening their grip to ensure he was going nowhere.

    I didn't even notice Amy settling herself alongside me on the bed. Emotions of both guilt and sympathy washed over me as I watched her tenderly take a hold of her daughter's hand even as I was pumping the remnants of whatever limited semen I had left. into Tiffany's spread and well-worn little slit. Somehow it just made it all the hotter. I noticed Amy looking at her daughter's exposed breasts, her clothing in total disarray and the spots of cum that adorned her inner thighs. The smile she gave her daughter at that second was an indefinable moment of tensionable release.

   "Can we?" came the soft familiar voice from behind me. I let go of Tiffany's waist Turning my head, everyone else in the room was consigned to ancient history. My beautiful Kylie knelt there, her arms held out to me. There never was anyone else really, I knew that now! Pulling her to me, I kissed her and all those months of abstinence faded into the ether. I suppose I took her panties off but I don't remember. Lying back for me and opening up like the most beautiful rose in the early morning sun, I took her...transported her to a place only she and I can ever visit. Her scent intoxicated me and the softness of her lips and breasts befuddled the few senses left operational. I was aware of her beginning to whimper and realised I was entering her with passionate intent. I knew we had done this down through the ages and that we are destined to play the same role - perhaps in bodies of alternate sexes - for maybe all time. It won't be long enough!

    I would have had left insufficient stocks of cum to impregnate a hamster but it didn't matter. Just being there was everything. Kylie knew that and simply smiled up at me as she felt me reach my plateau letting me know with her eyes that she had reached hers too. I lay with her afterwards, just brushing her hair out of her pretty eyes and telling her how much I loved her. As always, she made me feel the adventurous schoolboy rather than the assured father. Let it remain thus

    Bob meanwhile was indulging his carnality with my youngest daughter....the last technically to get herself fucked this day. Having obviously run the gamut of his "cum-all-over-their-evening-dresses" fantasy, he had managed to strip Jenna somehow. She was in fact the only girl totally naked at this point - and how hot did she look? Her well-furred little pussy spread wide, encouraging him to thrust in to depths unknown, she was moaning audibly and more than happy to have him rubbing her breasts and pulling hard on her nipples even as he gave it to her big time. As their build-up neared the final frontier, Jenna was thrusting her own hips up like a total slut on heat - that actually is exactly what she was at that precise moment, and everyone watching knew it.

    Right alongside her, Young Angela was taking a shellacking from Warwick, much to Bob's undeniable pleasure at witnessing so close at hand, his youngest daughter's repeated penetration. "That's the way Warwick," he managed to get out between his own thrusts, "fuck her sexy little brains out."

    I don't think I have ever seen two girls taken further down the path of sexual fulfilment - two men either, come to that. The four of them were not far off needing life-support moments later. Two filled to the brim, the others butt empty. I've always wondered if Angela was a virgin! The silent tears running down Amy's cheek might suggest she had been.

    Jer, evidently with still some gas in the tank, had Brianna now giggling furiously as he tugged her panties well down past her knees. I figured it was time to have a look at the bigger picture.

   "Guys, Guys," I called out, eyeing off Jer's progress with his best friend's daughter. He relaxed his grip on the waistband of Brianna's hot little knickers allowing her to gratefully tug them straight back up - still giggling loudly it should be noted. I had now everyone's attention.

    "Just a thought I'm having people," I said. "All of us - you two especially," I added, making eye contact with Bob and Amy, "have had way too much drink to even think of driving. What say the four of you bed down with us for the night...we got more than enough space in the three suites if we use the spare trundle beds. I'm sure the girls don't mind snuggling up." That brought both gasps and giggles.

    Bob looked across at his wife. "Makes sense honey," He said or rather ....slurred.

    Amy looked at him then at her two daughters, both of whom lay sprawled and very sated on their respective beds.

   "I guess that's OK with me," she answered finally. "Not going to make much difference to anything now is it?" she added almost petulantly.

   "OK, that's settled," I replied. "Now let's figure out who goes where?"

    Well if that wasn't the cue for verbal warfare, I don't know what was. No-one could decide or agree on anything. Everyone wanted to be with someone that another party figured was their existing right already. It ended up me tossing a coin to sort out the Montagues and Capulets.

    The upshot was that Tiffany, Jerry, Jenna and Brianna were accorded the next-door suite, whilst myself, Angela, Amy and Michelle remained in our own room, with Bob, Warwick Natalie and Kylie bunkered up in the third suite. Just one ground rule! No discussions or disclosures the next morning. Whatever was to transpire, if anything...to stay personal and private.

    The other eight transients, including my three misfits, stumbled out of the room with their respective room-mates, in varying degrees of sobriety, having first made themselves decent (well from a dress-sense at least) The other three men were about to die a horribly unnatural death I kept thinking.

    Clearing up the room first which took a while, given the empty plates, bottles and glasses that littered the place, we simply took a double bed each. Michelle had her dress off and was snuggled up beside me in seconds. Amy and her daughter were still in the washroom attending to make-up removal. I already had Michelle's bra off and was gently fondling her exquisitely sexy little breasts when the other two emerged in some erotically charged night-wear and crawled into their own bed. The only two members of the same family together I imagine. Under normal circumstances I would have been praying for an invitation, but given the imminency of my beautiful young companion, my mind was in lock-down mode.

   "Good night Noel," they both chirped. "Night girls," I replied, my mind wholly engrossed with the softness beneath my hands right that second. "Sleep well," I added, wondering just who was going to be doing too much of that this night.

   "I've soo missed you," Michelle whispered. It didn't call for an answer, simply a kiss - a long and passionate one. She melted beside me. Drawing down her panties, she wriggled out of them and fully naked now, manoeuvered herself atop me, spreading her legs wide so that my entire reproductive system was trapped beneath her warm and protective pussy.

   "You have my full attention sweetheart," I muttered softly, nuzzling her neck and feeling her breasts making delightful contact with my chest. Despite the love I held for my own three and Larissa too, Michelle had always held a special place in my heart and this was the night I wanted to share that niche with her to the full. My hands smoothed over her curvy little bottom as I kissed her lips, pouring out the nonsensical drivel that one does at such times, re-enacting the male courtship ritual that has thus far ensured the survival of the species. Slipping into her, I felt her gasp then settle into fully receptive mode as her legs clamped my hips either side completely submissive now and needing only for me to complete the act that her sex needed.

    It was as it eventuated, quite unlike previous copulatory efforts - neither rushed or physically exacting. For the longest time, I simply remained inside that wonderfully receptive little cavern, penetrating her slowly and feeling with extended clarity, that which I was doing to her. Whispering words of a language they don't offer as an elective in year nine, I thrust up into her with such delicate precision, I could feel her vagina's reaction to each and every incursion. Some may have noted over the years, that gradual yet purposeful penetration, builds to a far greater plateau than the "slam-bang-thank-you-ma'am" technique employed by the novice lover as well as the unthinking and unimaginative male partner.

    Michelle's body tensed momentarily and she clung to me in ecstasy. I felt her own orgasm taking her out - venting its pleasure in an outward spiral as I came myself. Forget the quantity - this was sheer quality!

    Kissing her, I eased her alongside me, put an arm around her and hugged her to me. She was asleep in seconds.

    The room should have been enveloped in silence. It was for a while and then on the borderline of my REM stage I heard a sound and it was definitely not mice.

    The softest little gasp, bodies stirring slightly and then the merest wisp of muted dialog. "Ohh mom, yessss..that is soo nice!"

    God had orchestrated the final touch for me - mother and daughter discovering the joys of sensual togetherness. Was this a first? Was incest a thing of regularity in Bob's household after all?...did it matter???

    As if in answer, I heard Angela giggle softly... "Not too hard mom, Noel's going to hear. Ohhh, wish we could have done this before..."

    Given the images such whisperings were conjuring up, I was finding it very hard to drop off. Was three-quarters through counting my third flock when I was suddenly aware of someone at my side gently tugging my arm.

   "I just can't get to sleep - can we talk for a bit?"

   "Sure Amy," I said, momentarily angered at losing count of my wayward woollies, "Lets do it in comfort though. We're never gonna wake this one up."

    So saying, I gently eased Michelle's warm curves over further and made room for my newly come-by guest.

   "She's a very pretty girl isn't she?" Amy whispered, clambering beneath the covers.

   "You have no idea." I was tempted to say, but simply mumbled "Uh huh!" instead.

    Somewhat of a pained silence ensued. "I guess you heard us just now?" she asked, inclining her head towards the far side of the room.

   "Well now Amy," I replied "I'd be lying if I didn't hear the odd er, sentence. Speaking of very pretty girls though, your daughters both, fall effortlessly into that category I'm thinking."

   "Thank you," she murmured politely. A rather delicate arm had lain itself against my chest meanwhile. I wasn't complaining.

   "Amy," I whispered, "None of my business I realise, but have you and Angela....well I guess Tiffany as well... ever - you know, done stuff before?"

    She almost giggled. "I swear Noel...we never have. I don't know what happened between the two of us just now...it just kinda seemed like the thing to do. She was simply lying up against me and my fingers made like they had a will of their own. Next thing Angela had her hands in my panties and we sorta lost it." She paused for a moment. "You and your second eldest daughter...Kylie isn't it? You guys have done it together before haven't you?"

   "Yeah," I replied, "Was it that obvious?"

    Then, before further conversation could resume, I found Amy's lips but centimetres from my own. It was no longer time for 'true confessions," but rather a double period of Sex-Ed.

    That transparent little nightdress was an early casualty followed by the skimpiest bra I ever had the pleasure to remove from a panting female. Tugging her knickers down, stripped away that last vestige of modesty leaving little more than one-fifteen pounds of rampantly sexy womanhood astride me and ready for whatever I was of a mind to dish out.

    Must have been the alcohol still resident in our respective blood-streams but no sooner had I fingered her to orgasmic solace than Amy whispered "Can we have a little fun with Michelle you think?" Not even under threat of torture dare I ever admit my own thoughts had been embracing a remarkably similar concept.

    Still out to it amazingly, I was able to manouever her slim form between us.

   "Oh wow, she's naked, you evil man" Amy giggled, "Was she fun?"

   "Depends on your idea of 'fun' Amy," I answered, "But in the fully accepted sense of the word, I'd have to say, yes she was. I've always had a soft spot for Michelle - such a cutie!"

   "I'll say." Amy murmured, "sexy little breasts too" she giggled. It was only then that I could make out in the gloom, Amy's hands cupping and lightly fondling Michelle's delicate little mounds. I was right - this woman definitely liked girls!

    Now call me perverted in the extreme, but even given the sexual excesses of Harper Valley, nothing in my short-term memory came close, in terms of an arousal factor at least, to having that sexy little daughter of Jerry's lying between us totally naked and open for the two of us to carnally abuse at our leisure - and don't assume either, that Amy took the high road whilst I restricted myself to the low road.

    Both of us took escalating pleasure in fingering her unprotected slit whilst we fondled both breasts, either independently or together. Amy, it should be recorded for posterity, was taking the greatest delight in sucking Michelle's right nipple additionally, even as her fingers delved deeper still between the girl's parted legs.

    That Michelle would wake up sooner or later was hardly in dispute. More than likely her own semi-conscious moans of pleasure were partly responsible for the event.

   "W-w-what are you doing?" she mumbled, hips still in pleasurable transit.

   "Well sweetie," I whispered, "It's like this. Amy sleep-walks and I just woke up as she was climbing into my bed. Since she was here and feeling....oh Hell - you know how girl's feel Michelle - we figured you wouldn't mind too much if she had a little play. I was just keeping her company.

   "You are such a liar Noel," she giggled and put an arm up to draw me down to her level - her kissable level that is!

    This time I was fully devoid of any and all restraint.

   "Fuck her Noel," Amy whispered to me, "Please - I want to feel her up while you're fucking her hard."

    Have I ever been one to let down a member of the female persuasion?

    And thus it was, I took her down Missionary lane, probably as hard as ever I have penetrated anyone in living memory. Michelle was literally crying out in passion - what Amy was doing to her I have no idea, but whatever it was, her breathing was tending towards the erratic too.

    Even as I completed my tour of duty with the now majorly depleted stocks such that I possessed, cruelly distracting images of both Kylie and Natalie alternately, being taken much the same way as they lay naked and vulnerable side by side, between Bob and Warwick in that far suite, invaded my twisted thoughts. Not to mention what Jerry might - certainly would be doing to Jenna, just next door.

    Hell is way too good for me - I realise this!

    Even the greatest sexual opportunity is without value when the body is no longer willing and even with the permutations possible should Angela be awakened in the bed opposite....I had reached the end of the line - physically, emotionally and probably creatively too.

    Of course I dismissed no-one from that bed of dreams, simply kissing both girls and thanking them for a night I neither deserved or could ever hope to equal. The shutters came down with unheralded momentum.

    What, if anything, the two of them transacted in terms of same-sex pleasures from that point onwards, I can never know and thus - neither can you!

    Not a lot more to add. We certainly could have used the "boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B" next morning as it was heading up for eleven am. before anyone stirred - and even that was only aided and abetted by the hotel floor maids knocking on the doors to change the linen.

    Tellingly, my three all made their return to our suite flushed and giggly a little later. Natalie was lamenting her inability to walk that well, while Kylie was cupping her pussy gingerly as she entered the room. "I'm sooo sore dad," she wailed. I didn't ask the identity of the main culprit. Besides, my suspicions were pretty much proven when I caught sight of Bob soon afterwards, trying to negotiate the stairs to the dining area with quite some discomfort.

    Jenna handled her infirmities the best of the three. Maybe being the youngest, she retains the greatest recuperative powers. The only clue as to her overnight misdemeanors was at the point of squeezing through a half open door, and brushing up against Angela - she appeared to wince and clutch her breasts protectively.

   "Bit sore there are we darling?" I asked in passing. She stuck her tongue out at me.

    Ahead of the drive to Anaheim, we farewelled Bob and his family, thanking them for a wonderful time and asking with no expectation of any acquiescence, whether or not they could ever see themselves coming to Sydney Australia?

   "Oh can we dad, can we??" Tiffany and Angela chorused?

    Who'd believe it? The re-match has been tentatively set down for the 2006/2007 Christmas holidays and we are talking the ultimate tag-team event here!

(c) Peter_Pan 2006

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Sarah and her traniees

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Sarah drove anxiously on her way from school on this glorious Friday afternoon. She was excited because her parents would be gone for the weekend and it would be just her and her 14 year old beautiful sister. Sarah was a lesbian and had a thing for her sister and this would be the weekend she would take her. 

   Later on that day Sarah's sister, Liz,  arrived home unexpectedly with her best friend Emily. Sarah could not have been happier since if there was one person besides her sister that she wanted to convert it was Emily. Sarah  frequently thought of the two while pleasuring herself and she knew this would be the night.

   After the three ate dinner Sarah asked Emily if she wanted to stay over and have a slumber party with he
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and Liz. Emily called her mother to get the ok and after finding that out Sarah told the two girls to make some Sundays while she went and changed and got a movie from up stairs. The girls had already changed into their sexy lil night gowns of sexy lil shorts and a tight tank top. Sarah was already getting excited seeing there pussies through the white lil shorts and panties they had on. After she made sure her pussy was nice and trimmed she got changed and ran downstairs with the movie.

   The girls were already into there sundays and sitting on each end of the couch when Sarah put the movie in and sat down. Emily asked Sarah what the movie was and Sarah said it was good chick flick, but what the girls didnt know was it had some hot lesbians scenes she wanted to use to turn them on. Once the movie got to the first lesbo scene Liz was dying to know what was going on, it was the first time she had ever seen something like this. She was still a virgin and so was Emily. Sarah told them she would talk to them about it after the movie.  she was getting really hott. she accidentally slipped her hand down to her panties and was rubbing. She let out a loud moan leading Emily to ask what she was doing.

    Sarah couldn't take it anymore. She grabbed both of there hands and led them upstairs with her. She brought them into her room and locked the door. Then she asked both of them if they knew what they just saw. Liz answered by saying it was two girls kissing each others pee pee areas. Sarah responded by saying liz i thought u were 14. I am Liz said. Well you should know that the pee pee area is called a pussy. They both giggled. Sarah asked them if  they ever kissed a boy and Liz said eww no while Emily siad one time her brother kissed her played with her pee pee area, but they both said boys were yuckie with there wee wees. Sarah said that is right and began undressing.
 
   Her nice firm 38 b tits exposed them selves first and Emily asked why her boobies were bigger than Sarahs and she  said that her Liz have a small tit family . She then told the two girls to undress each other while she got her dildos out of her dresser. She then sat on the bed and kissed her sister right on the lips,

She pulled away and Liz told her not to stop. Sarah knew this would be a fun night. Sarah and Liz began intematilly kissing each other frogeting all about Em for a min. Sarah started to feel Liz's nice small a cups and got her hand down to her pussy. She stopped and noticed Emily playing with her self and asked her where she learend how to do that. Em said that her brother taught her she was 13 and been doing ever since. Liz asked y she never showed her how to and Em said she didnt know girls could do this with other girls. Sarah chimmed in with its the only way to go and told em to lkeep play.

   Sarah began rubbing Liz's surprisingly hairy twat and instered a finger in to her pussy. She started off nice and slow and speed up. She could hear both of the girls breathing getting faster and Sarah instered a second finger in to Liz's tight twat and began going super fast. Liz couldn't take it anymore and came all over Sarahs hand. Sarah was supprised about how much ther was for first timer she then went over to Em and had her lick her hand.

   She asked Em if she wanted her to lick her pussy while Em licked Liz's and they agreed.

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My wife died and left me a legacy.

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I have been a widower for 18 months. My wife died and since then my life has changed considerably. My wife and I had a number of friends but until she died I had no idea just how friendly they could be. Within two months I found that my wife had often chatted to friends about our sex life and how active we were. I did not know she advertised our bedroom experiences. We had been married 30 years. She was 18 and I was 20 when we married. I got her pregnant on our second or third night together and our parents insisted we marry. She lost the child and was not able to have any more. For almost a year she withheld sex except for once or twice a month as

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a penance for herself. She resumed our normal sex life after some therapy and we really made up for lost time. The both of us really enjoyed the sex we had and for all those years we would be active 3 or 4 times a week and there was nothing we hadn’t tried. She always kept herself trim and slim and had a wonderful tight figure; she looked more like 30 than almost 50. We loved playing tennis and swimming and we were both nudists and have a pool in our back yard where we could be naked and not bother anybody. The house of one neighbour on one side was a long way off and we had no problems being seen by them and they knew were nudists and never bothered us or were concerned. The house on the other side was closer and their back bedroom could see a small section of our yard and they also were not concerned with our nudity and we often had pool parties where the women would go topless later in the day and occasionally all the men would get into the pool naked. My wife often would join in and strip right off but only one other woman ever joined in while there were others there.  She would often swim naked with my wife during the week however while the men were at work.

It took me a couple of months after her death to tidy up all the loose ends of her estate and organised my consultancy practice that I began to have days at home I realised now that I could virtually retire and do some consulting work from home a few days a week..

One day I was reading the newspaper by the pool naked as usual, I had a visit from one of her friends and she came around the back as she had always done without announcing herself.

I was somewhat shocked to see her, but she evidently was prepared for how I may look - that is naked. I dropped he paper over my loins to cover my private parts and said I am sorry I wasn’t expecting visitors. She was in her swimmers. She said I have been coming over since Janes death occasionally for a swim but didn’t realise you were home, I am sorry.

I said no that’s fine but allow me to put something on and I will join you. She said no don’t do that I will undress as Jane and I always did when we swam together. Jane and I were most comfortable naked together and I cant see a problem with you. I know it is the way you prefer really.

Without another word she stripped her costume down and stood naked before me. She was about the same age as Jane but had a few more wrinkles but still had a good figure. I noticed her pubic patch was trimmed to a small strip of hair above her vagina similar to how Jane kept hers. She saw me look and said Jane and I always kept ourselves tidy down there it makes for better pleasure doesn’t it. Meg said I have heard all about you and Jane and the bedroom and beside the pool. She had no secrets from me. I guess you are missing that part of your life already because I know you were really into sex with Jane.

I said to be honest I am, and as much as I hate admitting it I am masturbating which is something I haven’t done for years.

Meg said I know how you feel, I have had that problem for years. Did Jane ever tell you of my problem and the fact I have been starved of sex almost since marriage. Don is impotent and I cant have natural sex with him so he used a strap on penis with me for years. Then I began seeing another man for sex and that was the way it was until about a year ago and he died and I have regressed to masturbating again and use toys to satisfy me. Don is just not interested.

I sat there dumbfounded; she was telling me her sex life in two minutes.

Then she really shocked me; she said I know how much you and Jane loved sex and I was wondering if perhaps we could start a liaison where we just had sex occasionally and we would both be satisfied. There would be nothing in it apart from the sex. You know like friends with benefits. I think I may have shocked you by asking but I have known you and Jane for so long and I know every sex game you played and I was so envious of her at times. Now I believe I can help you and satisfy a desire of mine that I can hardly control.

I could not believe what she was asking me to do with her but it certainly stirred my thoughts up as my cock began to firm up without any help from me which is what I have had to do lately when I masturbated. I looked at her standing there naked and she smiled and her nipples were hard and erect and I thought she wants this more than me but I was fining it hard to find reasons to say no. I said I don’t know what to say and before I could say anything else she said please say yes, - yes, yes, yes.  I blushed and when I stood up my cock got hard and I said well if my head is saying no - the business end is saying yes by the look of things and by the look of it there are two yeses and 1 undecided so the yes has it. It looks like the only way I am going to get the bone out this, as I held my cock, is to let you try. She said that looks lovely and she came to me and touched my cock with her hand. Then she looked down at it and said how do you do, I hope you do it well. I am pleased to meet you and let me take you to my fountain of joy.

I stood there as she took my cock and talked to it, then she got down on her haunches and kissed the top of my cock and it felt absolutely wonderful. She said I hope you have a surprise in there for me I love the surprises that come out of these. With her other hand she held my balls gently and fondled the eggs that lay within. I was in seventh heaven.

She stood up and said how about we do it here by the pool, I think it would be wonderful in the open air. I have not done it in the open air like this for years.

I was gob smacked and she could do whatever she liked with me and she began to lay down and I got down with her and she said lets just do it and not talk or say anything. She lay there opened her legs and I saw her beautiful vagina open for me. When did you do all the gardening I asked; referring to her recently shaved pubic region. It was obvious she had done it in the last 24 hours as there was no stubble at all. She said about an hour ago when I decide that I wanted to seduce you. I gather you like my handiwork. I said it reminds me very much of Jane. She said I thought it would - we copied each other a lot when we did this and often we helped each other out. That was something I had never been aware of and Jane never mentioned it.

I took my cock in my hand which was as hard as it had ever been and the skin was tight and it felt better than it had for year. I guided it into toward the lips of her vagina and I could see evidence of her moisture as she had used her hand to open her vagina to accept me. She was beautifully pink and wet inside. I looked at her face before I actually began to penetrate her and her eyes were fixed upon my cock and where it was about to disappear inside her.  I slowly slid my cock into her warm and wet cunt, and I could feel her wetness on my glans and I slid into her. It felt wonderful and even though it was only a few months since Jane and I had made love for the last time I couldn’t believe how wonderful it felt. She was all wet and warm and reasonably tight and my cock was firmly held by the walls of her vagina.  After I had penetrated her deeply and had my cock into her vagina as far as it would go that sensation and the sensation of her naked body and mine pressed together was amazing. I looked into her face and there was a tear in her eye. She saw me looking and she said I am silly, this is one of the most wonderful moments of my life.  I knew she was doing this for herself and me as well. We were both going to enjoy this.

I proceeded to just slowly slide my cock into her and pull back until the tip of my cock was at the opening of her vagina and when I looked down I could see almost all my cock out of her. It was shiny and wet covered in the juice of her cunt. Then I watched at it began to re-enter her and slip into her cavern of wet sex that felt wonderful. She sighed once or twice as I continued to slowly make love to her and she opened her eyes and her whole face lit up as the two of us shared the pleasure of our sexual union.  I kept moving my cock into and out of her very slowly and she closed her eyes and just let me slowly fuck her as I would if it had been Jane. I wasn’t thinking of Meg I was now thinking of the times Jane and I had fucked right where we were by the side of the pool. I had been making love to Meg now, not just having sex, it was different I felt and I am sure she was feeling it as well as she occasionally squeezed her kegel muscles around my cock as if she was talking to me through my cock. As she did that she looked and smiled at me and I just returned her smile- we both knew words were not necessary we were making music with my cock and her cunt. Slowly I just continued to enjoy a pleasure I had not had for a long time and just let my cock sip into Meg and pull back a few times. I did this for ages slowly and deliberately. I suppose we had just been laying there fucking for about 10 minutes and not saying a word really apart from her saying occasionally – this is nice I love it. I started to get pretty emotional having my cock in her and reliving the moments my cock was in Jane and  then I began to feel the tension in my balls already, I was going to cum quicker than I wanted to, I was enjoying this fuck more than I had for many a long time.

I said to Meg, you have done something for me I really needed, I cant help it - I am about to to cum - will it be ok if I do it inside you.

She said great go for it I just want to feel the sensation of a man enjoying himself and my body. Believe me this is the nicest thing to happen to me in years. Having your semen inside me like this will be a pleasure. I am actually having sex with a man I like and enjoy. The only problem it is years too late but I know how much you and Jane enjoyed sex and I hope some day I can fill the void you must feel for her.

By then I could not hold back any longer and I began to fuck her hard and fast and pushed in deep and I blew my first load of cum into her so hard. I had masturbated since Janes death but this was the best orgasm I had had for years, and it felt fantastic.  I could not help it and I grunted with the first explosion and ejaculation of my cum, she smiled and wriggled her ass to make it better for me and let me know she was enjoying it as well.

I ejaculated about 5 times before I was spent and I grunted each time a fresh load of semen ejaculated from my cock into her body. She could sense the feeling and had her eyes closed and said that was wonderful, I have not enjoyed lovemaking like that for years. I said I am sorry I couldn’t last longer and she said have no worries, there are going to be many times in future and I know you will bring me to climax more times than you can believe. You never know in another hour you and I may do it again and I may be lucky next time. It won’t take much to have an orgasm next time but I think I understand how you must be feeling now.

Lets rest a while and we can try again shortly. I pulled my soft cock out of her and it was still dripping cum and she sat up and then took it in her mouth and sucked me clean. That she said is for being special and I love thanking it for what it does for me that way. She said I have never done that before but I have wanted to for years.  I said nothing but if she was like this in future she and I were going to be sex rats. She was brilliant. For a woman who had lived with an impotent husband she had the makings of a wonderful lover. I don’t know where she learned it from but I wasn’t complaining. I just wonder how much Jane had told her of our sex life.

Meg and I fucked each other four more times that day trying different positions each time and we had the most amazing fun. Neither of us had ever had as much fun having sex before we were like kids with a new toy.

After my last time I was exhausted and she said for the first time in her life she felt as if she had become a real woman being fucked by somebody she liked and fucking for pleasure not relief. After our second and each subsequent fuck we had to get into the pool to clean ourselves up as she had filled up with all the cum I had pumped into her.

I didn’t know what to think when she left me to go home to her husband. I am sure he would see the difference in her as she was like a teenager who had done something naughty and had fun doing it. I know I had.

From that day on we had sex almost every day often two or three times and her husband soon became aware of it and only once said to me one night at a party you have made Meg into a new woman – thank you. I was embarrassed but Meg saw us talking and waved, I think she knew what he was telling me. Shortly after we were outside having sex standing up, another first for us and she said I am glad he spoke to you. He realised a while ago and we talked about it and providing it was only sex he doesn’t mind. It was a little more than just sex, we loved the bonding that we had made between us and we were really in love with the relationship we had together and I knew I had another love in my life and I would be happy for her and I to enjoy it for as long as we could. We never had sex at her place it was always at mine either by the pool or in my spare bedroom which we made into a love nest. We had photos of us there of us naked and having sex in various positions as well as our regular oral pleasure. One day she said I think I have drunk more of your cum in a month than I have whisky and I now prefer you.

Our relationship prospered and we had sex regularly and spent many hours together naked by my pool. Another of our friends Judy, must have realized what we were doing and she said to me one day I envy you and I wish I had made a move myself earlier. Jane talked of your lovemaking together often and had most of us envious. If Meg aver gets sick of it let me now I am only too willing to take her place.

Meg and her husband went overseas on a holiday for two months and the day after she left I had a visit from Judy who herself was a widow. I wont go into the details but for two months Judy was the replacement for Meg. She was good in bed and she actually slept over at night frequently. She was not as good as Meg or Jane but she loved getting it in multiple sessions and like Meg loved giving me oral. I enjoyed her company and our sex and was sad in a way when Meg came home that it would be all over. On my first time with Meg after 2 months she was like a bomb and went off within two minutes of me penetrating her. Afterwards as we lay together after our second fuck she said how was Judy did you enjoy her. I was shocked that she knew. She said don’t worry we organised it before I left, I didn’t want you to find somebody else even for that long and wanted to keep you busy.  I actually had an affair with her husband a few years ago and we agreed to end it when Judy found out. Judy has always said she would get even with me and when I knew I was going to be away I rang her and we discussed it and she couldn’t get over here quickly enough I gather. I hope she enjoyed it as much as me. I said I couldn’t be sure of that but I was glad Meg was back. She kissed me and said so am I – lets fuck.

Will there be a three way – I don’t think so but with Meg and Judy you would never know.

Let me know if you want more.

Mixed Group (family + friends)

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Mixed Group Intercourse (interacial, incest, & animal) - fictional fantasy for private adult entertainment only.


It's not uncommon for some strangers to view my wife (Cindy) as an older sister of our daughter (Joy) when their together (although for some reason they never mistake me as her brother). A little shy of 40 (yet at appropriate situations not shy otherwise), Cindy & I keep in good shape, and enjoy life by occasionally trying new activities. With our approval, Cindy arranged special 18th anniversary of (Joy) our daughter's birth. As a attractive young woman, our daughter draws the attention of many men, while she chose to

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wait to yield her virginity to someone special (live-long love). As a somewhat protective parent, yet liberally minded and able to allow Joy to learn (with maybe some scrapes and bruises, avoiding serious stuff), Cindy wanted to test Joy's suitors for proper sexual skills, and provide the 3 of us with an unforgetable celebration of Joy's joining our filtered, fairly free life-style. Mother & daughter chats had discussed Joy's eagerness to enjoy sex with a man; having already breached her hyman while experimenting with dildos & same-sex thrills. Cindy started Joy on "the pill" at 16, to ease her womanly monthly issues, etc. (I left most girlish details to my wife), and discussed our being open to help her explore a wide range of potentials; within safety guidelines to protect our health, and public reputation. Joy provide us with list of several candidates; 2 failed our discrete background checks (unwanted violence, dis-honesty, or problems with blood test for diseases) and a few declined my tactfully phrased offer to be tested as contestants towards earning our approval to "join with Joy" as she desires. (We'd allow her "light" dating with honorable selectees, yet prefered her limit contacts with failures to normally polite public situations.)


During the afternoon, we had a spectacular 18th "B-day" party, with dozens of Joy's friends, plus some extended family & neighbors celebrating in the back-ground with us (not to distract Joy's young group unless invited). By sun-down, most guest were on their way to other activities (the special guest also went, to avoid rumors if anyone kept count). After verifying a "go" from everyone, under cover of dim evening lighting, I transporting the 2 selected favored jocks (and a special friend), back for our orgy event; while Cindy prepared Joy, herself, and our bedroom for a night we'll never forget (including video camera for the personal collection my wife and I have).


Upon our return, Cindy warmly greeted the extra-big Black (football player) and the medium size Hispanic (soccer player), by their sport name (again explaining this was test for privilege to maybe later have sex with Joy, and not for later sex at their request with Cindy). We were curious how each responds to personal and impersonal relations, especially sexually to women. We clearly stated that Cindy & I are in charge, anyone can refuse a request or leave at anytime, and all sworn to secrecy outside ourselves. Cindy turned on some (updated & up-beat) sensual/burlesque music & sound effects, and invited Joy to unwrap her "presents"; suggesting she start with her parents (trying to set our guests at ease).

Joy jokingly jerked down my pants, underpants, and lifted my shirts to expose me shin to shoulders, leaving me standing there with my head surrounded by my shirts around my raised arms (this helped to lightened the mood, yet briefly brought some embarrassment to me). I complied with Joy's request to simply stand that way while she unwraps her other 3 presents. Joy verified their OK, then disclothed the hiden handson manly & muscular features of our guests (my wife later told me she first removed Football's shirts & shoes, then Soccer's shirts & shoes, had them stand beside each other, then slowly pulled down Football's pants, then Soccers pants), displaying now 3 varied dicks for all (except I) to view. Cindy then followed Joy's request to demonstrate a strip-tease for our guest (who were allowed to finish disrobing, while I was told to stay as is). Joy's experiment was to watch how our guest's cocks reacted to Cindy's erotic dance, vs. mine while eyes covered (and used to seeing wife undress). Unknownst to me, Joy duplicated Cindy's seductive dance, at times helping each other or having guest help remove bra or nylon stockings (worn tonight mostly for sensual affect of guest removing from her luscious legs). Joy then allowed Cindy to help remove my shirts, allowing me to compare adorable daughter's growning-up teenage 'birthday suite' to wife's familiarly fine figure.


Cindy closely inspected (visually and by body contact; more intimate than any medical exam they've had) our guest (head to toe, front & rear), and allowed them to gently grope and examine her fully-formed adult hour-glass feminine features. Joy copied some of Cindy's touch test on us three men, yet only I was allowed to recipricate similar curious contacts towards Joy (guest were reminded not yet earn privileges with our daughter, until past mother's tests). Joy & I shared a mutual exploration of experiencing the other's buff body for first time; I revelling in her transformation from cute child to aluring almost-adult (and we'll soon take steps to changing one aspect of that "almost"). At least two of us men were distracted from staring at beautiful nakedness of females within our reach, while trying to avoid seeming to care about the hugh size third, with a growing larger male member getting the ladys attention as Cindy and our guest smeared each other with blue-berry flavored body oil, using hands and some 'second-hand' (using other parts of their body to spread) fluids, while Joy & I duplicated such erotic touching-feeling sensations using cherry flavored virgin baby oil (to celebrate experience of our virgin daughter).


Our goal was instruction and inspiration for Joy's learning sexual interactions with the opposite sex, so we proceeded to our bed. Cindy had Football lay on his back along one side of our bed, had Joy gingerly wedge his 9" pole upright between the 'V' top of her nude legs as she laid perpendictular, forming a "T" (Joy's petit feet hanging over side of bed beyond Football). Cindy then climbed atop Joy, 69 fashion, finding a good 5" of Football's tense tree (being teasely squeezed by teen's quivering hot-blooded egg-nest's planted around it's trunk), and started to lick that monster meat (too thick to fit between my worthy wife's teeth without inflicting damage). Cindy supported her upper body by her pillowy breasts on Joy's toned tummy, so she could handle that hardy harpoon, trying to visuallize it in her practiced pussy, while marveling at the contrast of this massive black cock reaching up past her precious daughter's pink pussy (now just inches below Cindy's eyes). Joy then directed Soccer to show her how a man sucks a woman's snatch (her mother's, inches above Joy's face). When Cindy again did a push-up to be on hands & knees, Joy got peek-a-boo views down between her own climbing C-cup and her mother's downward hung double-D cleavage for a unique sight of that proud prick projecting past (and in contact with) her venus fly-trap (eager for it's first real meal), or focus on (freely lending helping hand, finger, or tongue) her mother getting at least as good a licking as she's giving. Joy soon had Soccer place his 6" stick up to Cindy's cunt, allowing her to guide it in for close-up view of a mother fucking. I did my best to also get that view of another's prong entering my spouse's pussy, then stepped back to watch my wife, over our darling nude daughter, between two diverse studs. As Soccer obey's Cindy's request to stay still as she concentrates on measuring this different dick now within her, Joy's arms shove aside her mother's mammory stalactites to barely grasp around the black stagmite (seemingly growing from the muscular and hairy MAN's pelvis under her own fertile valley) leaning between her thighs, abuting her leaking cave. After a few minutes of Soccer screwing Cindy's cunt, Cindy surprised us when she instructed the two at her twat to "shift that conquistador's lance to stab her two inches higher, after first making her a 'wet back' door". Joy pulled out and glided the greased Spanish sausage over 'that other hole', repeatingly re-dipping into mom's moist muff, as well as a few of her fingers to do some preliminary probing to prepare that button-hole-tight brown spot before being breached by boy's bloated brown bun-buster. Joy then pointed Soccer's 7" (size increase since inserted from idle to now ideally active) coated cock at Cindy's tight rear end (normally out-of-bounds for rooky players) and again I bowed in from above for close-up observation of obscenely slow forced rear entry, as wife's back-door budges, broadens, bringing bit by bit bye-bye, until her butchered butt's brushed by his hairy brown balls (superb view of bronze dong, guided by daughter's dainty hand, over her fascinating face, digging into my wife's bung-hole). Cindy verbalized her intense feelings, accepted erotic pain, while Soccer's stiffness stretched her (cleansed earlier) shit-hole. Joy fingered maturnal muff to compensate for temporary anal pain. Cindy soon adjusted, rebounding to Soccer's kick-ass action, and renewed feable attempts to feast on Football's chocolate center-piece, sometimes kissing Joy's clean cunt near its half-way marker to the big black-eye bulb top.


Soccer soon send's navy of his-panic sperm swimming into Cindy's crazy cavern, as both vocalize organizms. Joy gets nose-to-nukie view as Soccer's shrinking skewer withdraws, draining guy-goo from mom's momentarily gapping ass down to Cindy's culpable cunt. Cindy, then Joy get off the bed, and per Cindy's direction, I lay right side beside Football's, (in opposite direction, my head near his toes). While Soccer visits bathroom (to wash his waining wang), Cindy has Joy get 69 over me, as she 69's atop Football, explaining to Joy this allows partners to see exactly what other offers before accepting insertion. I now have an extra-familiar close-up contact with my daughter's virgin vagina (reminding me of 22 years ago first view of Cindy's, and knowing that nearby guest had similar view of my wife's more senior yet supremely servicable shaved snatch). My hands massage her pristine pubic region, gently fingering her flower, sniffing her sassy scent, and tongue tasting tart tissues of tiny teen twat. Joy said I'm the only man to have touched her exposed pussy; now, since last time while changing diapers as infant (had woman doctors, while special boyfriends were limited to feel through shear panties). While Joy's not as practiced as her mother, her learning lips & tongue completed the priming of her pappy's prick while my licking her cherry cunt increased her lubriating liquids. Enough warm up exercises, time for main event -


Cindy then advised Joy to follow her lead, positioning her used pussy as target over Football's ballistic missle, facing his feet so I view wife's full frontage of her craving canyon hovering over his elevated canon. Joy jockeys jovially so her juicy juvenile jelly-jaws just over my gratuituos gavel, eager for gravity to glide us with gusto into my girl's glorious gyno-gash. Soccer helps stablize both broads, balancing on brink of bottoms being breached, as both lean beside other's bosom, bridging as Joy's delicate left hand grabs base of her boyfriend Football's bro-boner, and Cindy's right hand graciously guides her husband's (my) horny hypo (hoping to soon insert, inject, hyper-kenitic anticipations) as gesture of giving each other's intimate acts of sexual presents. We all watch as both projecting pricks' apexes penetrate precious pussys, and gradually combine until gloving feminine fingers free our bats to complete slide into home base.


Cindy heavily breathes as her recently used lubicated birth canal's filled to the brim, as Football's plowing pry-bar (easily 2 to 4 times my tool's volume) embeds into her inner wanton womb. None are jealous (maybe Soccer?) of partner's bliss with another. I & Joy are definitely delighted to feel daddy's dick dig deep into deserving daughter's developing former-virgin vagina; savoring the special sense of daughter's first fucking, with father, while mother's balling her ball-player boyfriend on same bed (Cindy & I aware all being recorded via video-cam strategically placed before guest arrived). Cindy and Joy sat upright, with eyes closed, feeling freshly full-filled within gently grinding genitials as chucky clubs completely compacted craving cavity, until touching throbbing twat + ticklish testicals tightly together. Both then begin rythemical bouncing & bobbing their slippery sluts up & down our shiny shafts; to synchronized sounds of slapping skin. I marvel at site and reach up, rubbing daughter's teen throbing tits, while Soccer trys in vain to milk one my wife's jiggling jugs with his moving mouth. Cindy, seeking new sensations, got Football's (big strong shadowed hands & arms under pale partner's daring derriere) & Soccer's (ambitious arms around buxom body) cooperation in helping support and rotate her hunk-hungery hitch-cup; literally screwing side-to-side as shoving up+down, as she sits atop his king-pin bolt (feeling his hairy nut-sack wack wantonly on every butt-to-balls bottoming). Football would playfully spank her peaking posterior, paying heed, hoping positive primer or prelude to promotion to potent provider, plus prolific procreating partner, of patron's premiering protege. Joy seemed to appreciate my similar slaps on her shapely south-cheeks. Cindy briefly pauses to lean back onto Football, so his hugh work-hardened hands can man-handle her soft, milky mammories; displaying contrasting color (black & white) of these attrative opposites lustly joined by their hip-humping fuck-driven animalistic instincts for pleasure (I've vantage view of vivid vision of varied, virile visitor's vimen vigorously vanishing into vixen's velvety void, reversing, revealing revived, reverberating <sensational sounds of sex> as massive magma flowing from wife's voluptuous vanila volcano, and repeating rock-hard return of dark matter to re-occupy our obliging oven of life). Again rotating, staying connected to lunging long dong, Cindy does several push-ups, swinging & squashing her 38-DD breasts against his firm hairy chest; rocking & squishing big-barrelled guy-gun in/out well-oiled her-holster (custom fit for me, now laboriously loosened by his hammering hulk). Joy & I tried to follow their lead, yet not as dramatic visually-varied affect, which inspired us to try to catch up to their pace in our dueling doubles doing-it dance competition (with everyone winning).


Desiring greater diversity to this rare rumpus, Cindy signals Soccer to bring on our third guest (we'd discussed as optional, and now confirmed all will keep private party confidential). Soccer returned with a dark furry dog, of daunting dimension, yet reportedly disciplined in discriminating deeds of diviant interactions with people and pets behaving well with his master. Joy knew Football's family had some dogs, which seemed friendly when she visited, yet difficulty believing some of the wild stories heard from friends, family (including us), or others, and while too polite to speak of such 'third-world rumors', imagined extreme erotic electives extra-entrancng (not really dangerous and among consenting adults). "Wolf " scanned room with eyes + nose, finding no threat, no other dog in sight (yet aroma of a rival and of humans in heat), started search for offering of food or permissive playmate. 'Wolf' saw (and smelled) everyone here as friends of Football (a higher ranking male in his pack), especially the white woman laying atop him (winning wrestling match? ... oh, ... mating that way). His entering room and casual check of Joy & I caused us to freeze in mid-stroke, until comfortable with different addition. I cautiously resumed nailing my nominal name-sake-maker into my newly allowed nubile nukkie (product of prior periods empregnating her mother).


Holding her torso prone to his own, Football pinches, then pats Cindy's pleading potty-pouches, asking Wolf "do want some of this, boy?" - "come and get it". I also pandmoniously pinch daughter's dove-tails, dissected delightfully by my dowel, yet avoid any pat or slap in case draws dog to our preserved processing of personal passion, as we apprehensively observe bed-side ebony & ivory duo become BM+WF+Mdog trio. Football hold's Cindy prisioner, per her prozy permission, humps up their promiscuous hips so her prominent rump is promised prize for devoted dog. Wolf noses in, and likes what he licks (master's balls & exposed base of his buried cock, covered with Cindy's juices, and flavors source her stuffed slit surfaces(!). The destined-to-dominate dog decides "time to breed this bare-back bitch", dances fore-paws to hug Cindy's waist, lowly growls, then licks the back of her neck (and side of her face as she bravely looks over her shoulder at this magnificant beast about to do the dirty-doggy-deed up her anxious ass). The K9's pointed, slimy doggy dick extended from protective furry sheath and (with tail awaggen) descended, aim on ass, aware primary pup-poon-portal pre-packed by prodominate provider. Beastly brute sinks most of 6" mongrel-maker suddenly through Cindy's small puckered pin-hole, and hairy hips rapidly repeatedly rams expanding and extending doggy dig-a-ling until previously probed passage's pliable, perverted perimeter forcedly dialated to accept Wolf's bottle-necked base (as if snake which swallowed billard ball backed up her ass). Cindy was sandwiched as soft cheese-cake between Football's firm bare, black, muscularly massive-man-size prone body; with pile-driver drilling her spasming gushing oil well, ignited by man's-best-friend sharing feeling of live fur coat covering all over her back and spontaneously, sequentially, sexcentenarily spearing her rear. Odd 'Oreo*' (hybred animal cookie) scenario (white wife scissored securely as man+beast's bi-polar bitch) decadently & dynamically demonstrated diverse bebauchery beside diligent debutante being duly drilled by daddy's dick (my mind drifts, imagining dynamite daughter atop me duplicating deed, to be duo-ly docked).


Hoping to continue our efforts to equal others voraciously varied venue, I grap Joy firmly by her cheeky rump, sliding her growing-up-fast girly-globes up against my hairy chest, her up to taste her cherry-flavored teen tits and carefully chomping on her cup-cake treasure chests. My unplugged pensive penis springs upward to trail lubricating juices past her throbbing, empathetically empty, recently virgin vagina, to glance across her (shy?) ass. My manly fingers reach into her soaked slit, briefly feeling inside her gap-closing cunt, then solicitly slip a dripping "up-yours" finger through her previously "one-way" "exit only" end of her digestive tunnel (which starts at her delicious lips and eager-to-please mouth, travels through her teen-trim tummy, and leaves so neighborly next to her baby-making bay hatch < with pee shooter > hiding besides fertile grounds, so cleanly kept. Her cute face now only inches from mine, over her gasping (surprise!) mouth, I see her wide-awake eyes display diverse desires and then signals of surrender from doubts of impending pain after I whisper "you ready to explore those alternatives, as we watch mom teach your boy-friends how to fully serve to a sex stared woman?" and she replies "I'm in my Daddy's hands to learn, I trust you's do me right". I gently push her hips to slide her down, my happy-pappy-prick again warmly wraped deeply within her willing birth canal; we hug tightly together as her re-filled cavity climbs toward climax via our combined pumping motions and full-body contact. Our fucking stimulates her first man-made climax, causing her craving cunt to spasmatically squeeze my enjoined joy stick. My experienced sexual stamina enabled me to delay my ejaculation for Joy's better benefit on this special occasion.

I whistle a merry tune, which brings our furry family dog "Happy" running in to join the fun. We're sure his knowing nose sensed our sexual scents from down the hall, yet his social training delayed his entry until invited. Wolf & Happy notice each other, Wolf's too busy helping master fuck Cindy, and since Happy sees Cindy among friends with Joy & I, he's eager to play his part. Happy has helped Cindy when she needed more then my human limitations allowed; yet it seems we were successful keeping his special talents secret from Joy. Cindy whistles her happy tune, reaching down, collects some of her own slut sause, smears some on Joy's tiny hiny hole and with refreshly Cindy-sauced fingers, waves Happy near for a taste, I take up and continue whistling when she stops, and rub and pat Joy's ripe rump, helping a hesitant Happy learn that although Cindy's not open for his help, we're asking him to help Joy. Joy starts whistling the same “time-to-tango” tune, also gets some secret Cindy sauce to rub & pat on her own "I can if you can" consenting to copulate. Happy laps where my cock coincides in daughter's joy-box, adding her taste & tune as authorization to do as doggies do best. I place pillow under our conjoined groins, but Joy disconnects, changing from kneeling squat (Mom's method) to (with Soccer's help) more flexed (& stretching behind pelvic) positioning petite feet above my shoulders, then bending forward as lowering rump, re-docking atop my waiting dork. Contorting, doubling over, both breast fit between her forward spread knees (our tits barely touching mine) she whistles happy tune as the 3 of us rub & pat her athletic ass. Happy taste-test reconfigured offered opening, hops on board, and juts _ / - unable to find specific spot below. Cindy reaches between Happy's prancing paws, feeling Joy's brown button-hole with her pinky, guides our hot-dog right into fun-buns valley's fudge hole. Once animal's aspiring arrow centered in target, Happy humps rumps rapidly reaming, vibrating daughter's & daddy's erogious areas towards split-second explosions. Joy feels my spurting sperm wash womb, igniting female's second male managed orgasm tonight, with Happy's hyper-speed help. My cock continues to plug daughter's sated vagina, yet as my spent penis starts to dwindle, Happy's harpoon expands to more than take up my slack; knock, knock, knocking through her back door, (*) as key to lock lovers (hound) bound in (her young) body.


Cindy chants "yes", "more", "again", "do it", as Football grunts & groans and Wolf faintly"yip"s and pants, signaling combined climaxes to their united efforts. Wolf's swollen knot's securely tied him in Cindy's tireless turd-cutter, unwilling to relax, trying to close her overly opened bomb-bay. Until Cindy and Wolf disengage, Football's fading woman-pleaser rest centered in her clinching cunt. Joy whimpers and sighs as her dazzed overloaded mind daintily responds to again spasming pussy (containing my contented cock) and pulsating anus muscles as Happy's erupting nozzle hoses her rectum as a doggy douche.

Cindy's not one for leaving well-enough alone, and seeing Soccer refreshed, she greedily gulped & slurped down his rejuvinated tonsul tickler (glad to verify her sword-swallowing skills thriving), as her bottom's stuck skewered by two endowed anchors. Soccer ask if Joy wants to keep up with mother's motivating marathon, she seems willing, yet puzzled how to proceed, seeing no cocks ready for her next oral exam. Unknownst to others, her 16 year old brother, "Junior" learned of our perverted party plans and bowed out of his scheduled overnight stay at a friends, apparently sneaking in for suitable peeping on our unorthodox physically exhausting partying. Soccer kept that secret since retrieving Wolf from our garage, and now challenged Junior to put his stiff prick where his sister's mouth can rock his world. Cindy and Joy started to shiver, and vainly sought some shielding for essential privacy of non-public parts; then instantly understood "too late", anyway, pubic parts packaged between partners plugging pussy + purging port. Our jealous yet genial Junior walked boldly bare from the shadowy room across the hall from our bedroom (with our door open, and that door precisely ajar, he had unobstructed view of our bed-top gymnastics). This was first time we've seen him buck-naked since both were babies, and he carried himself well. With a 'we're all family & friends', or a "after doing that, I dare you to try this" attitude, he complimented us on our performances and asked if his sister can blow her sibling's 'candle' simulating Mom Cindy sucking Soccer's cock (as if a contest or comparison) to complete this 2-circle circus? Cindy had ceased her selfish and serving activities upon learning young son amoung suddenly unguarded group, however regained "I'll show you how it's done" gyrating genitials simultaneous to deep-throating, to thrill her 3-way drill team; redoubling her maternal instinct to teach'em brats together. I try to be impartial, not wanting to influence birthday girl against her natural wishes, nor embarrass either by saying something we may someday regret. Life is series of unrehearsed acts, sometimes with important audience, and fragile memories and lessons are learned or forgotten often beyond our voluntary control. I felt Joy's muffin-mixer muscles joult when we got news of Junior here, and her apprehensive expressions of mixing "what next?" with "wow!" to now "is this really happening" inciting her "take it slow & go with the flow", restoring her 'girl gets guy' manipulations of Happy's, my, and now Junior's 3-ring circus of creative cock serving.

Cindy and Joy tied in tasks of finishing facial fucking. We soon witnessed dogs' dicks popping free from both aching asses (dribbling dog-DNA down on our tested testicals sacks). The dogs returned to neutral areas to lick their disappearing dicks clean, eat separately undisturbed, then nap with full tummy, breed-empty balls, and contended thoughts. Departure of top dogs precedes women' withdraw off our waxed weiners, to proceed to final phase of our entertaining interviews. Cindy took Football + Soccer to our master bathroom for a stimulating sandwich shower, while I escorted Joy & Junior to our other bathroom for a celebrating Joy shower. I hand-washed her front, while Junior handled her rear; cleaning everywhere, including both bottom holes finger-licking clean. Her left hand washed Junior while her right did me. I held her inverted, by hormone home-grown hips, as her lecherous legs clamped over by head (her back against my front), I buffeted on puffy bare beaver, augmenting with audacious ass, between dos un-chaste cheeks; while she ate her brother (revived boner up tilted throat, while nose nuzzles balls, & eyeful of chick-chasing crotch). She then rode me stand-up style (facing together, looping legs straddling my waist), with sibling's testosterone throttling thumbs thump & twiddle up her adventurous ass as palm & fingers grope & spread her cheeks so he had open view of how father fucks. After drying each other off with towels and hair-blower, we explained that guest may have independant or double date previleges with Joy after a month cool-off period. We instructed Joy & Junior to not jump each other, or anyone (including us or Happy) until we approve, knowing they need discipline to keep hot-heads on right. Advocating avid "viva-la-differance'" approach among explorations, yet avoiding addictive or adverse activities. While I returned guests, Cindy verified siblings returned to their own beds, then had mother-daughter chat (since she's over 18, can play with parents or pet if kept beyond's brothers prying efforts) about our desire for her to (secret from sibling) substitute for Cindy's 'wifely romps' with me until her tenderised tush heals from Football's & Wolf's battering-ram double-tag team bruising. Her motherly advise is for Joy to carefully consider consequences if get in over her young head, or get too involved, with new sexual freedoms. She should always feel free to discuss anything with her confidentially; and as adult, can decide and act outside parents guiding attempts to help. Since boy's heavy dates delayed a month, Joy accepts her temporary wife substitution opportunities, with Cindy often in our 3-way; and that invitation's permanently open. She continues to develope healthy relations with good guys (and gals) (and discrete others), so public perception is normal, sexually active adult. We had typical challenges keeping Junior in line next 2 years (allowing light petting of permissive girls) postponing his coming out party until socially acceptable age of 18. When I asked Cindy if I get to 'test' Junior's harem of honeys (as she did Joy's hunks), she replied "we'll cross those mountains and valleys when we come to them".


* Thanks to snack company providing word which became slang for soft white filling between two hard black bodies.

Big Brother-in-law

CCAT07 on Taboo Stories


I have been enjoying a fantasy about my brother-in-law lately.  Dean is my boyfriend's younger brother and he and his wife recently moved to our city. I had the morning to myself and decided to begin my day with a delicious orgasm. My boyfriend, James and I have been on opposite shifts and haven't had sex in weeks! I showered and decided to head over to see Tara, Dean's wife. I parked my car in the driveway and as I approached the door I was surprised when Dean opened it. Tara and Dean have a 3 year old daughter, Sally and a new house which along with the 'new' mortgage which has kept them busy. Tara is usually off on Mondays but she was called to work and wouldn't be home until dinner.  Dean expla

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ined he had left work early and was having a sandwich before heading back to the garage to work on his car.   The car. It's a vintage muscle car and it's hot! It's also in my fantasy and I drift off for a moment....Dean looks unusually sexy today with a little stubble and I decide the stubble will be great addition to my fantasy.  I turn to leave and Dean asks me if I want to sit and chat while he eats his lunch. We've had some great conversations and I enjoy his boyish charm and although we've never flirted I do catch the times Dean sneaks a peek or tells Tara she should go shopping with me...hint. I am in love with James and we enjoy our freedom and the nightlife. Once in a while we get together with Dean and Tara before a concert or party and as we head out, they get ready for bed. Dean's wife Tara has gotten slightly plump and in the last few years she often complains of their boring sex life. I try to advise her and I also wonder how a guy with a supposed huge cock be a boring lover!? James has mentioned the fact that Dean's cock is much bigger than his and although it's been as part of a story or innocently mentioned it's got me curious. As we sit at the table I notice that Dean shifts uncomfortably in his chair. I have put my fantasy and dirty thoughts aside and I try to initiate some conversation as Dean munches away. I tell him about the recent concerts I've seen with James and the trip we'd taken to Hawaii a few weeks back. Dean offers me a beer and we raise our cans in a toast. I notice his eyes focused on my rather large breasts. My girls..they're big and I'm used to them being stared at. He looks up and blushes slightly. I smile and wonder if it would be mean to tease him but he's so shy I shrug it off and resist the urge to comment. I ask about Tara and if she's enjoying her new home. He sighs heavily and tells me she's been depressed and really lazy lately and he's hoping I would call her and get her out of the house more. I promise to call more and suggest we head outside to enjoy the summer day. Dean hesitates and waits for me to lead the way. As I turn to open the patio door I notice the bulge in his pants! It's impossible to hide and he is obviously embarrased and sits back down. I try to reassure him and joke that I've seen it before. The thought of such a big cock and my curiosity over how big it really is prompt me to blurt out, "you must be really uncomfortable. He blushes more and I try to ease the moment by asking if I should leave and he begins to relax and asks me to sit back down with him. He tells me he's been stressed and he and Tara haven't been 'connecting' in the bedroom lately. He's relieved when I explain that James and I are busy lately and haven't had much sex either. He looks surprised. "You?" The two of you seem like...well.." He stops and pauses.."you seem like a sexy couple" he trails off eager to change the subject. "Yes, we do like sex. I love James and he's a great lover..except", should I go further I ask myself. "Except what?" Deans asks eagerly. "Well, James doesn't like to give me oral sex" I explain sadly. Dean looks shocked as he shakes his head and then laughs. "What? You find it funny?" I joke as I pretend to pout. "Well, Tara and I have the opposite problem. She hates it and I love it." Now I think he's just trying to be funny and joke with me. "Yeah right" I say. "No, REALLY. " Now I'm just as stunned and unusually quiet. Dean is shy and we should probably change the subject I think to myself. Suddenly Mr. Shy Guy blurts out "I'm sure you have a great one!" I look up and what can I say but "well, yeah I do!" We both laugh and I tell him I chose the wrong brother. He stops laughing and I wonder if I've offended him. "I was only kidding" I say. "Oh, it's okay I just..." he starts again, "I've never told you this, but I do have thoughts about you. I would never act on them and Tara and I are happily married. Bonnie..you are so sexy! There, I said it" he proclaims bravely. I'm blushing now and I look at his sexy stubble and think of the car. The one in the garage, the one in my fantasy. "I've had a fantasy or two about you too." He looks pleased before asking "Really?" I tell him I love his brother and I know he loves his wife and we would never do anything, so it's okay. We both agree and enjoy the last of our beer before I start to get up and leave. "What is your fantasy?" he asks. I am already in the hall so I can't see him and I can't decide if I should answer. Thoughts of his monster cock flash before me and suddenly I feel hands on my ass and Dean is ready to go. He kneels down behind me and pushes up my skirt as he guides me to the couch nearby. I bend over the back of it and Dean is licking me everywhere. The pleasure is enough to drive the thoughts of mini-vans and 3-year olds away. We are both faithful and I've never cheated and I am sure Dean never has. Tara was his 1st and they married a few years ago. We are caught in a moment of pure lust and there's no stopping. He is amazing and I spread my legs further to give him access to me. I try to turn back to check out his cock. Gotta see it. Dean has his pants down and his hand wrapped tightly around the biggest dick I've seen. It's beautiful and his smooth skin and slender legs compliment it nicely. He catches my eye and the look of passion in his eyes makes me even wetter. This quiet guy who I've spent many Easter and Christmas dinners with was giving me the best head of my life! He buried his head in my pussy as he vigorously pumped his cock. I settled back into my 'face-down, ass-up' position and enjoyed his tongue. Ooh and then his fingers started to wander. Before long he had one hand working my ass and my pussy and the other around his cock. I was ready to cum and he grabbed my ass hard and kept me right where he wanted me..on his face. He licked and slurped until I was as clean as when he started. I turned to face him and he was awkwardly stroking his cock and I asked "did you cum?" He nervously got up and tried to pull his jeans up. "Whoa!" I said. "I haven't even told you my fantasy yet." I got down and took his huge cock in my hands. I guided it to my mouth and tried to get as much of it as I could in but I could only manage about half. He put his head back and groaned. His cock was enormous. Always the skinny guys I thought. He came suddenly and I hate swallowing so I tried to let him enjoy the moment before I headed to the bathroom. He stopped me and said he liked it and one girl he'd been with had put it into his mouth from hers after she'd given him a blowjob. Hmmm.  James likes the taste of it too. Neither of them have ever done anything with other guys, that I know of. I continue to be surprised by the kinky side of Dean and I oblige him. He eagerly swallows his semen and I can tell he really does like it. I find it repulsive so this suits me fine. Runs in the family I think to myself. Better not tell Dean about his brother's fondness for the cream. I look at the clock and we both clean up and say goodbye before we have to explain anything to Tara. I head home to greet James and later on I'll have my fantasy with a little reality thrown in. I might have to ask Dean to check my engine sometime soon. Maybe he'll let me drive his car!Â

Brown's shoe store I

Slickman2000 on Teen Stories

Brown’s Shoe Store

 

Note from Slickman:  Thought I would do a “first time” story that included a spin the bottle game.  All copywrite rules apply.

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It was Mike Brown’s first job at the age of 16 years old.  Luckily for him his grandfather owned the small shoe store located near the Catholic High School he went to.  He could get out of his classes at and be at the store in 10 minutes.  For the first two years his tasks normally involved cleaning and stocking the shelves.  It wasn’t until his Senior Year when he was 18 that he got the chance to actually sell shoes to customers. 

 

Meagan had a crush on Mike since the third grade.  They only lived three houses from each other and were schoolmates and playmates.  Mike never really considered Meagan to be anything other than one of the guys.  She normally wore baggy clothes and kept her hair cut short.  She could play baseball as good as most of the other guys and could spit and run better than most.  She would stop by the store after school to see him but his grandfather would run her away. 

 

63 year old Tom Brown smiled when he saw Mrs. Talbert and her daughter walk into the store.  He told his grandson Mike to clean up the back while he waited on his favorite customer. 

 

“Hello Tom.”  Betty said as she walked over to look at the same display of shoes she had seen every week for the past three months. 

 

“Hi Betty.  I’ve gotten in a new pair of boots in if you might be interested.”  Tom said pulling the boots from the box and holding them up for her. 

 

“Of course.  Why don’t I try them on?  Regular size.”  She smiled.  Tom knew her size by memory.  He pulled out a size 6 medium and carried them to the small row of seats. 

 

“Now you just sit there and be a good girl.”  Betty said to her daughter Amanda.  The girl slid up onto the seat and looked at herself in the small mirrors down by the floor in front of her.  She made some faces and giggled. 

 

Betty took off her coat and folded it neatly on the seat next to her.  She turned to see Tom kneeling in front of the seat waiting anxiously for her to sit down.  She smiled as she slightly hiked up her dress while she turned and slowly sat down. 

 

Tom couldn’t wait to see his prize for the day.  He had played this game with this woman for the past ten years and it was normally the highlight of their week.  They both pretended like nothing was happening but their bodies didn’t lie.    He unzipped the boot as she lifted her foot for him to slide the boot on.  His eyes were locked onto her knees as the short skirt moved up and away from her flesh.  He watched her stockings end and the garter-belt begin.  Her white creamy flesh was unblemished as it moved upward towards her panties.  He wondered which ones she would be wearing this week. 

 

Mike grinned as he peeked through the curtain watching his grandfather sneaking a peek up the older woman’s dress.  He had seen him doing it for the past year and always laughed at his expression when he saw her panties. 

 

Tom’s eyes never blinked as he raised her foot higher and higher.  Only a few more inches he thought.  Almost there.  Suddenly his eyes opened wide expecting to see her panties.  Except today she was not wearing any.  He looked directly at her bare uncovered moist pink pussy lips covered with sparse light blonde pubic hair.  He felt the sharp pain and grabbed at his chest as the lights went out. 

 

At first Betty didn’t know what Tom was doing when his head dove deeply between her legs.  “TOM!”  She screamed as she tried to lift his head and body off of her. 

 

Mike jumped through the curtain and over the chairs when he saw his grandfather fall forward.  He pulled him back off of her lap and looked down to see her uncovered pussy.  He froze but realized his grandfather was unconscious.  “GRANDPA!”  He screamed trying to wake him up.  But, Tom did not wake up.  His heart and his life had suddenly come to a stand still. 

 

The ambulance came but nothing could be done.  Both Betty and Mike were too shook up to talk about what had happened.  All both would say was that he just had a heart attack and fell.  The 10 year old girl Amanda didn’t really know what was going on.

 

A few days later Tom was laid to rest and the family gathered at his home.  “What are we going to do with the shoe store?”  Mike’s father Jim asked.  He was the town’s dentist and had no interest in keeping it open. 

 

“Sell it.”  Mike’s mother May said. 

 

“We can’t do that.”  Mike said.  “It’s a family tradition.  I’ll run the store for the summer before I go to college.” 

 

His parents looked at him.  He was a smart boy and could handle the small amount of business the store had.  Summer time sometimes picked up because the other kids were off from school and had more time to shop. 

 

The store was closed for two weeks until Mike graduated from High School.  His girlfriend and he had broken up a few weeks ago because she was going to a school back east and didn’t want to be tied down.  Mike didn’t really care because they had slowly broken away from each other anyway.  It was graduation night when he realized Meagan thought more of him than a good friend. 

 

“Where are you going tonight?”  Mike’s mom asked him as they arrived at home after the graduation ceremony. 

 

“Meagan is having a party.”  Mike replied.  He knew his mom liked Meagan since she had almost lived at their house for the past ten years. 

 

“OK.  But, don’t stay out late.”  She winked.  Mike frowned and ran up to his room to get his jeans and tee shirt on. 

 

“How do I look?”  Meagan asked her girlfriend Tara.  Tara looked up from the Teen Magazine she was reading and gasped. 

 

“Where did you get that dress?” 

 

“Internet.  With a credit card it is easy.”  She giggled.  She looked at her reflection in the full length mirror.  The dress came down to just below her hip line.  If she leaned over any at all anyone would see her new red satin thongs.  She bent at the waist just to see the reaction of her classmate and good friend. 

 

“Holy Mother of…”  Tara exclaimed when she saw Meagan’s bare ass cheeks with the shiny red thong strap splitting the middle of her creamy buttocks. 

 

“I guess I better not bend over huh?”  Meagan laughed. 

 

“Your parents will never allow it.”   Tara laughed. 

 

“My parents won’t be here.  My older sister Janet is supposed to be watching us.”  Meagan smiled.  “I made sure her boyfriend Alex will be here and will keep her busy.” 

 

“Mike is going to have a heart attack.”  Tara laughed.  “Has he ever seen you in a dress?” 

 

“Not like this only in my school uniform.”  She smiled.  Only Tara knew she had a thing for Mike. 

 

“I feel under dressed.”  Tara said looking down at her tight jeans and haltered top. 

 

“I’m sure Brad won’t mind.”  Meagan giggled.  Tara had been dating Brad for a little over a year and had reached third base.  She was hoping for a home run tonight.  Meagan just wanted to get up to bat with Mike. 

 

Brad stopped by Mike’s house and they walked to Meagan’s which was only few yards away.  “I think tonight will be the night.”  Brad whispered as he pulled the Trojan from his rear pocket. 

 

“You wish.”  Mike laughed.  Neither of them had gone all the way but like most senior boys they told everyone else they had. 

 

“I’ve got two in case you might need one.”  Brad said holding up the other rubber. 

 

“Right.  And, who might that be with?”  Mike asked.

 

“How about Meagan?”  Brad asked.  Tara had told him Meagan had a thing for him but made him promise not to tell.

 

Mike laughed.  “I’m not sure if Meagan even likes boys.”  He had always thought of her as one of the guys. 

 

Brad put the rubbers back in his pocket and they knocked on the door.  Janet answered it. 

 

“It’s little Mike and Brad!”  She yelled so her sister and Tara could hear her. Janet was only 20 years old but acted like Meagan and her friends were a lot younger.  “They are still upstairs getting ready.”  She turned and led them into to the basement. 

 

“Now be good down there because I don’t want to have to come down there and spank you.”  She laughed. 

 

Mike and Brad stared at Janet’s cute ass as she walked in front of them.  Brad elbowed Mike and grinned. ”If you get bored Mike doesn’t have a date and you can spank me anytime you want.”  Brad said to Janet as she turned. 

 

“I have a feeling Mike will be busy enough.”  Janet laughed as she watched the two 18 year olds walk down the basement steps. 

 

“What did she mean by that?”  Mike said as he sat on the large sofa in the corner of the finished basement.  He looked around and thought about all the good times he had with Meagan as they played ping pong in the room and video games on that same sofa. 

 

“Ready or not here we come.”  Tara announced at the top of the steps.  Brad sat forward as he watched Tara’s jean covered legs coming down the stairs.  She smiled when she got to the bottom and looked up at Meagan standing nervously at the top waiting to come down.  Tara grinned as she looked up under Meagan’s short dress seeing the front of her red panties.  She thought about calling Mike over but Meagan would kill her. 

 

“And now.”  She announced.  “A new Meagan!” 

 

The two guys turned expecting to see Meagan’s jean covered legs but instead saw her bare ankles, calves, and thighs.  Mike leaned forward trying to see where her clothing started.  Shit.  It better start soon he thought.  Finally her red dress and her curvaceous ass came forward.  He watched and waited because whoever it was it could not be Meagan. 

 

Meagan almost fell down the last two steps as she peeked under the ceiling to see Mike’s reaction.  She smiled when she saw his eyes opened wide and his mouth open as big.  “Holy shit.”  Mike muttered. 

 

“Damn Meagan.  You look hot.”  Brad said at the scanty clad girl.  His eyes took in her bare legs and even her full bust she had successfully hidden from everyone in the past. 

 

Meagan smiled nervously and walked into the small room.   She saw the look on Mike’s face and it gave her a warm feeling between her barely covered legs. 

“Hi Mike.”  She giggled.  She pivoted to give him a full view of her curvaceous ass. 

 

Mike couldn’t talk as he watched what used to be his tomboy buddy walk around the small table to sit next to him.  His eyes never left her body and his mouth never closed. 

 

“Damn.”  He finally managed to say. 

 

“If you don’t like it I’ll go change.” Meagan said smiling. 

 

“NO!”  He said loudly.  “It’s going to take some time getting use to.” 

 

Tara was happy Meagan was getting some attention but not all of it.  She moved over to Brad and plopped down on his lap.  “Hi honey.”

 

“Hi.” Brad said not taking his eyes off of Meagan’s short skirt.  Only a few inches more and he could see all the way up to the junction of her tan thighs. 

 

“Heather and Mark are here.”  Janet yelled down the stairs.  They all turned to see the two walk down the steps.  Heather was also wearing a short dress but not as reveling as Meagan’s. 

 

“I’m going home to put a dress on.”  Tara said standing up.  But, Brad pulled her back down on his lap.

 

“You look great in your jeans.”  He laughed as her cute round ass bounced down onto the front of this jeans. 

 

“Who else is coming?”  Heather asked.  She pulled Mark over to squeeze into a large chair. 

 

“That’s it.”   Meagan answered. 

 

Mike looked around the room and realized he had been coupled up with Meagan.  Heather and Mark had been going out for almost two years and Tommy and Amy as well.  He could feel the heat radiating from Meagan’s bare thigh which was pressing into his own leg.  He knew there would be some intimate stuff going on and was unsure how he would respond doing anything with his video game friend.   

 

“Will your sister be joining us?”  Heather asked as she put her hand on Mark’s leg just above his knee.  He put his hand on hers and smiled. 

 

“No.  She promised to stay upstairs.”  Meagan said still nervous to be sitting next to Mike. 

 

“What does everyone want to do?”  Tara asked.  She could feel the rise in Brad’s pants under her ass.  So far she had only touched him through his clothing and he had done the same to her.  Tonight she hoped they would take it further. 

 

“We could dance.”  Meagan said trying to calm down.  She pulled her dress down and walked over to the stereo.  She forgot about her short dress and leaned over to select a CD. 

 

Mike tried not to look at the bottom of her pink ass cheeks peeking out from under her dress.  He wondered if she was even wearing panties. 

 

“Uh Meg.”  Tara laughed. 

 

Meagan turned to see Tara pointing at the back of her dress.  She quickly stood up right and blushed.  “Oops.”  She giggled. 

 

Meagan put on the CD and turned to walk back to the sofa.  She hoped Mike would ask her to dance.  However the first song was a fast one.

 

“Come on.”  Heather said to Mark trying to get him up to dance.  Right now all three guys had full hard-ons and were not about to stand up.  Heather laughed when she saw his condition.  She reached over and took Meagan’s hand.  “Let’s dance.”

 

Meagan was standing next to a hip grinding Heather and didn’t know what to do.  She would be moving and wiggling her body for the first time in front of guys.  The girls had danced together at slumber parties and had fooled around dancing in only their undies.  But, that was with girls.  This was completely different. 

 

“Come on girl shake that thang.”  Heather laughed as she took Meagan’s hips in hers and twisted and turned them. 

 

Tara again felt left out watching the other girls getting all the attention.  She jumped up between them and started grinding her ass in large circles. 

 

The guys sat back and enjoyed the view.  Heather’s dress moved up twice enough for all of them to see the bottoms of her silky white panties and even Meagan was starting to move her hips more.

 

“Yeah!” Brad screamed and clapped his hands.  He wanted the girls to get down and get nasty.

 

 “WHAT IS GOING ON DOWN THERE?”  Janet yelled from the top of the stairs. 

 

“Nothing.” Meagan laughed. 

 

“Good.”  Janet said.  “Keep it that way.”  She laughed and closed the door. 

 

“That was fun.”  Tara said laughing.  The fast song ended and a slow one came on.  She held her hand out to Brad and he accepted it. 

 

Meagan sat back down next to Mike and watched as Heather and Mark moved up to dance close together.  She could see the girls push their stomachs up to the front of the guy’s pants.  She took a drink and sat back by Mike. 

 

“So are you going to talk to me?”  Meagan asked.  She glanced down to see the tent still in his pants. 

 

“I don’t know what to say.”  He said.  “You are so different.”  He looked down at her body. 

 

“You don’t like?”  She asked smiling. 

 

“Yes.  I like it a lot.  But we've been friends too long.   

 

“Can’t we enter a new level of friendship?”  She asked. 

 

“I don’t know if I can.” 

 

“Let’s try.”  She said as she stood and took his hand.  He followed her up to where the other couples were grinding their bodies together and felt her body push into his.  Her arms moved over his shoulders and her eyes looked up into his. 

 

Meagan tried to act calm when she felt his penis pushing against her stomach.  She moved her soft breasts forward until her hard nipples jabbed into his chest.  Her body moved to the music causing her stomach to rub across his hard-on. 

 

“I can tell you like it.”  She whispered.  Her face moved up to rest on his shoulder allowing her lips to press against his neck. 

 

Mike easily forgot who he was dancing with.  Her body was igniting parts of him never lit before.  At first he tried to hold his body back from hers to prevent her feeling his passion but she kept coming.  He looked over her shoulder at Mark as his hands cupped and fondled Heather’s ass.  Mike’s fingers shook as his own hands moved down Meagan’s waist to the top of her hips.  He could feel her thongs under the thin dress.  Every five seconds his fingers moved lower until his whole hands were now covering her marvelous buttocks. 

 

Meagan felt his hands on her ass and smiled.  Her lips moved forward to plant little kisses on his neck.  Although she was a virgin she did have some experience kissing from her last boyfriend.  Her lips moved up to his earlobe and sucked it between her teeth.  She nibbled on it. 

 

Mike felt her lips and her stomach rubbing against him and it was too much.  His fountain was ready to gush.  He pulled away and looked into her eyes.  He saw the passion of want and need.  He tried to move back before it was too late and her soft lips moved up to his.  Her mouth opened and her tongue snaked into his mouth just as he climaxed.  “OH SHIT.”  He moaned as he pushed away from her and ran into the small bathroom on the other side of the basement. 

 

Heather saw what had happened and tried to do the same to Mark.  She wanted to pull it out and do it in the open but knew her girlfriends were not ready for that just yet.  Her fingers moved down between their stomachs until she found his erection.  She squeezed and stroked him until he tried to pull her hand away.  Too late.  He pushed her back and gave her a dirty look.  He ran to the bathroom door but Mike had locked it.  He hurried up the stairs. 

 

Tara and Brad didn’t know what was going on.  They were so locked up together they didn’t even break away. 

 

“Good job Meg.”  Heather whispered. 

 

“Did he just…?”  Meagan whispered back to Heather. 

 

“Sure did.  I guess you were too much for him.”  She laughed.  They sat down on the sofa and watched as Tara slowly did the same to Brad.

 

Janet was sitting on the sofa waiting for a phone call from her boyfriend when she heard the basement door open and someone run into the bathroom.  She was afraid it was one of the girls.  She moved over to the bathroom door and heard the water running.  She twisted the doorknob and slowly peeked inside.  She gasped when she saw Mark standing with his pants and boxers down around his ankles.  He was washing his stomach and pubic area.  He saw the door open and the shocked look on Janet’s face as she looked at his semi-soft seven inch prick.  She slammed the door.

 

“Shit.” Janet said to herself.  She moved into the den and sat down.  She had imagined her sister and her friends as kids but now seeing Mark’s prick and it being larger than her own boyfriend’s her opinion suddenly changed.  She heard the bathroom door open and then the basement door.  She sighed and waited for her boyfriend to call.  Her body was suddenly on fire. 

 

Mike cleaned up and dried his pants the best he could.  Luckily jeans were easy to dry and hard to see any stains.  He heard someone try to open the door and then run upstairs.  He waited until he heard the footsteps coming back down.  He opened the door and walked out like nothing happened. 

 

Meagan was nervous as she waited for Mike to return. He sat next to her and she whispered.  “Sorry.” 

 

Mike whispered back.  “I’m not.”  She giggled. 

 

Heather and Mark were not taking it as well.  “What the fuck did you do that for?”  He asked upset.  She had embarrassed him in front of his friends and Janet had seen him with his pants down. 

 

“You didn’t like it?”  She asked. 

 

“No.” He said sharply back. 

 

“Good.  Then you can do it yourself from now on.”  She got up and walked over to sit in another chair. 

 

Tara could see something was wrong with Heather and Mark.  She thought she could break the ice if they played a game or something. 
”Who wants to play a game?” 

 

“What kind of game?”  Heather asked.

 

“Any game.”  Tara replied. 

 

“How about spin the bottle?”  Brad jumped in. 

 

“We are kind of old for that aren’t we?”  Mark said.  Right now he did not want to kiss or be near Heather. 

 

“Instead of kiss let’s do dares.”  Brad said.  “You only get to turn down one dare and if you do you have to take off an article of clothing.  The person spinning the bottle will come up with a dare to the person it points at.” 

 

“Sounds like fun.”  Tara said.  “I’ll get a bottle upstairs.”  She ran up the steps.

 

“Do you want to play?”  Mike asked Meagan who was now holding his hand. 

 

“As long as you are playing.”  She smiled. 

 

“What are you looking for?”  Janet asked Tara seeing her searching around in the kitchen. 

 

“A bottle.”  Tara said. “We are playing spin the bottle.” 

 

“A kissing game?”  Janet laughed.

 

“No a dare game.” Tara responded. 

 

Janet was pissed her boyfriend had stood her up.  She was bored and was still thinking about Mark’s prick.  “Do you think Meagan would be upset if I played?”

 

“Of course she would but I wouldn’t.”  Tara laughed.  Janet followed the younger girl down into the basement. 

 

“I thought you said you would stay upstairs?”  Meagan asked her sister when she arrived in the basement. 

 

“Alex stood me up and I’m bored.”  Janet said.  “Tara invited me.”

 

Meagan gave Tara a dirty look. 

 

“OK but if you repeat any of this I’ll kill you.”  Meagan glared at her sister. 

 

They all moved the table out of the middle of the floor and sat in a big circle.  “Who goes first?”  Tara asked. 

 

“Spin the bottle.”  Brad replied..  Tara spun the bottle and it went around and around.  It slowed and stopped on Mark.  “I get to go first.”  He smiled at Heather and she smiled back.    

 

Mark took the bottle and gave it a big spin.  It moved around and slowed.  They all watched as it pointed to Tara. 

 

“Be good or I’ll get even.”  She said. 

 

“OK.  Go into the bathroom and take off your bra.”  He said. 

 

Tara smiled.  “That was not so bad.  I can do it here.”  She moved her hands up under her shirt and released the front clasp.  The guys watched in amazement as she twisted her arms and managed to pull it out from under her tee shirt. 

 

“How did you do that?”  Brad asked while scratching his head. 

 

“Maybe I’ll show you sometime?”  She giggled.  Everyone could now see her hard tips poking out the front of her blouse.  She tossed the small bra on the sofa.  “My turn.”  She spun the bottle and it pointed to Janet. 

 

Janet was wearing a denim skirt and a halter top.  She looked at the young girl and was ready for anything. 

 

“OK.  I dare you to kiss the boy of your choice for one minute.” 

 

Janet immediately looked over at Mark who had been avoiding eye contact with her.  She moved up and walked around the circle.  She stopped behind Mark.  Mark looked over at Heather and smiled as he turned and offered his lips to the older woman.  Janet gave him the best she had.  The others could see their mouths open and their tongues mixing together.  

“A minutes up.”  Tara laughed.  Janet moved her lips away and smiled.  She moved back to the circle.  She spun the bottle.  It pointed to Mike. 

 

“This one is easy.  Take Meagan into the bathroom and have a three minute date.” 

 

Meagan smiled at her sister.  Her being here was not so bad.  Meagan quickly stood and walked ahead of Mike. 

 

The door closed behind them.  “Three minutes.  Go.”  Tara yelled. 

 

“I still can’t believe this is you.”  Mike said as he moved his lips down to hers.  Meagan accepted his lips and tongue.  Mike’s hands moved down to a territory he knew was OK.  His hands cupped her round ass. 

 

Meagan broke the kiss and they both gasped for air.  “What’s different about me?”  She giggled.  “This.” He laughed as his hands moved over her ass cheeks. 

 

“What else?” She asked excited he would touch her elsewhere.

 

Mike’s hands moved up her sides and to her stomach as she moved back from him.  They both looked at his hands as they moved up until they brushed the bottoms of her breasts.  He looked at her face to see a smile.  It gave his hands the go ahead to move up over her soft orbs. 

 

“Definitely these.”  He said.  Meagan’s eyes closed as a boy touched her breasts for the first time. 

“Two minutes to go.”  Tara yelled. 

 

Mike toyed with her hard nips.  “What else?”  She asked with her eyes still closed.  They both knew where his hands would go next. 

 

“You sure?” He whispered.  She shook her head yes.  It was a moment she had dreamed about for a long time. 

 

Meagan sucked in her stomach while his fingers moved down her abs to her stomach.  He lightly touched over her pubic mound and to the junction of her thighs.  Her legs opened enough for his fingers to trace over her virgin slit.  She moaned when he touched her clit.  His fingers moved lower to the bottom of her dress and under it.  He touched the insides of both thighs as his fingers moved north. 

 

Mike had touched his last girlfriend on her panties only.  He had never touched hers or any bare pussy before. His fingers pushed against the soft satin panty and stopped.  She really was a girl he thought.  He curled his finger under the elastic edge and felt her silky soft pubic hair guiding the way for his fingers to her damp slit. 

 

“Meagan.”  He whispered as he moved his fingers up her slippery channel. 

 

“I wanted you to be the first to touch me.”  She moaned when he pushed against her hard pleasure knob. 

 

As Mike’s finger moved off her clit she grabbed his hand to hold it there. 

 

“Right there.”  She directed. 

 

She could tell from his fumbling finger he did not know much about a female’s vagina.  The only real one he had seen was Mrs. Thompson’s the day his grandfather died. 

 

“One minute.”  Tara yelled. 

 

Meagan wasn’t sure if she would get this chance again so she aimed her fingers at his zipper and found it.  She pulled it down and reached inside.  She wasn’t sure how it would feel when she found it but she had a pretty good idea how it would be shaped.  Her fingers pushed thought his bush and across his hot shaft. Her fingers explored it as he explored her wetness.  She marveled at its size.  She guessed it was at least seven or eight hard inches.  Her fingers moved around the crown and felt the slippery pre-come. 

 

“I’m glad you are the first too.”  Mike whispered.  Her fingers were making him close to coming again. 

 

Her lips sucked on his earlobe again and she could feel him about to explode again.  He did not know how to bring her off.  “Maybe we can have some other firsts?”

 

Mike thought about what she had said.  “You mean?” 

 

“Maybe?”  She giggled. 

 

“TIMES UP!”  Tara yelled as she tried to open the door.  Mike pulled his fingers out of Meagan’s panties and she did the same out of his pants.  They rearranged their clothing and Mike kissed her one last time.  Meagan opened the door and walked out blushing. 

 

“Hey sis.  Did you find anything in there you liked?”  Janet teased. 

 

Meagan kicked her lightly as she walked by.  Meagan grabbed the bottle.  Her body was now on fire and she wanted to see and experience more.  She spun and it landed on Mark.  Meagan wanted to see if everyone was willing to share.  “OK.  I want Mark to demonstrate his favorite sexual position.”  Everyone turned to look at Heather.  She frowned.   “With Tara.”  Meagan finished.  Everyone looked at Mark and Tara to see if they would do it. 

 

“Go ahead.”  Heather said already upset with him.  They all looked at Brad.  “Fine with me.”

 

Tara looked at Mark and grinned.  She had always liked Mark but he had been dating her girlfriend for such a long time.  Tara stood up and met Mark by the sofa.  “What’s your favorite position?”  Tara whispered in his ear. 

 

Mark smiled and looked at Heather.  They only had intercourse  three times and Heather was not one willing to experiment.  “Girl on top.”   He whispered back.  Mark moved over to the sofa and lay down.  His prick was hard from the time he heard what was going to happen. 

 

“Like this?”  Tara asked as she swung her leg over his hip and straddled his waist.  Her pussy was directly above his bulge.  “I’m glad I didn’t wear a dress now.” She laughed.  She looked under her breasts to accurately guide her pussy to the tip of the tent in his pants.   She gently touched it at first and then pressed harder until the tip was pushing up against her clit.  She closed her eyes and lowered her hips until his log rested between her slit.  She started a slow up and down motion on his body. 

 

Meagan was sitting directly across from Mike as they watched Tara’s fucking motion on Mark’s hard-on.  She saw Mike turn to look at her and smile.  She smiled back and slowly opened her thighs to show him her red panties again.  Teasing was so much fun. 

 

“Touch my ass.”  Tara whispered in Mark’s ear.  His hardness was making her close to coming.  He glanced over at Heather and saw her looking away.  His fingers found Tara’s cute little butt and pulled it harder against him.  It was all Tara needed as she exploded.  “Oh..oh.”  She moaned as her hips moved faster and faster.  She bit into his shoulder to keep from screaming.  It was the first time anyone but her own fingers had made her come.  Her body went limp on top of him. 

 

“God.”  Janet said.  She never knew these 18 year olds would be this nasty.  As she wished if Alex was there she heard the doorbell ring.  “I’ll be right back.”  She said running up the steps. 

 

Tara climbed off of Mark and lightly kissed his lips as her face moved by his.  “Thanks.”  She moved up feeling the dampness between her legs.  By the time Mark sat back down Janet came down the stairs with Alex. 

 

The girls all looked at him as an older man. He was twenty-two and a Junior in college.  “Is it OK if Alex joins us?”  Janet asked. 

 

“Sure.”  Heather quickly replied.  If Mark could fool around so could she. 

 

“So, this is spin the bottle dare game?”  He said smiling.  He looked at the cute young girls who were making eye contact with him.  It had been over a year since he had a virgin he thought looking over at Janet. 

 

“My turn.”  Tara said as she picked up the bottle.  Mark grabbed it from her hand.  “You had a turn and I was part of the scene on the sofa.”  He said as he turned the bottle.  They all watched as it pointed to Heather.  Mark smiled.  It was payback time for his buddy Brad.

 

Heather gave him a stern look.  “Since I had such a good time with Tara it’s only fair that Heather shows her favorite position to Brad.”  Mark smiled at Heather thinking she would go to her missionary position. 

 

Heather knew what Mark thought she would do.  She actually had wanted to try another position but it was not what Mark thought it was.  She had wanted to try oral sex but didn’t know how to tell him.  This was her chance. 

 

Heather stood and grabbed Brad’s hand. She led him to the sofa and pushed him onto his back.  She could see the outline of his prick under his pants.  She smiled at Alex as she turned her body so she was facing his feet.  They all gasped when she moved her body onto his in a 69 position.  Her long blonde hair fell over his zipper such that no one could see her mouth open to nibble on his bulge. 

 

Brad didn’t know what hit him.  He expected her to do the same as Tara but when she turned and moved her hips over his head he looked up to see her dress fall over his face.  He couldn’t see her panties but his face soon felt them.  He moved his face up to get his nose free so he could breath.  When he did his mouth came into contact with her damp crotch.  He felt her mouth biting gently on his tip as his pushed his tongue out to find her damp slit.  He wished he could pull her panties to the side but his arms were trapped. 

 

“Shit.”  Alex said sitting upward to see better.  Janet had told him things were wild but to see them locked in a 69 was too much. 

 

Heather wanted to make Brad come to get even for satisfying Tara.  She didn’t know what to do so she did everything she could thing of.  Her mouth moved over his crown and she quickly raised and lowered her head.  She could feel him getting harder in her mouth.  Her mouth moved off the tip and down the side.  He was not a long as Mark but he was pretty thick.  She clamped her mouth on the side of his shaft and moved her head up and down.  Brad only lasted a few seconds.  “OH GOD!” He yelled from under her skirt.  Her leg moved enough for his hand to snake free undetected by the others.  He pulled her panties to the side and tasted a pussy for the first time.  His tongue discovered she definitely was not a virgin as it dove deep inside of her. 

 

Heather felt his dam burst and moved her head back.  His tongue up inside of her was too much.  Her head rose up when his tongue moved deep inside. 

 

The rest of the group sat silent as the two bodies stopped moving.  The game was turning into more than a game. 

 

“My turn.”  Heather said grabbing the bottle.  They watched as it turned to point to Alex.  It was her turn to dare him. 

 

She giggled.  “Take off everything but your underwear.” 

 

Alex looked at her in disbelief. “Strip?”  He asked.  “I just got here.” 

 

“Chicken?”  Janet teased. 

 

“You sure?”  He asked.  Heather shook her head yes.

 

They all watched as he stood and pulled his tee shirt over his head.  His chest was covered with dark hair and was full of muscle.  He stood and unsnapped his jeans.  They all watched as he pushed them down his legs and off his feet.  The large bulge in his boxers was not hiding from anyone. 

 

“Satisfied?”  He asked Heather as he sat back down.  She smiled. 

 

“So this is going to be one of those games huh?”  Alex asked.  It was his turn and he wanted to see some naked flesh. 

 

He spun the bottle and it pointed to Meagan.  She gasped.  She knew what he wanted. 

 

“Little sis.  I’ve never seen you in a dress before and now I guess I’ll get to see you not in a dress.  Take it off.”  He grinned. 

 

Meagan looked at Janet for support.  She only smiled.  “What if I don’t do it?”  She asked Tara who made up this game. 

 

“You lose your one denial.  You might want to save it in case something really bad comes up.”  Tara said.  She felt bad for her girlfriend who was about to expose her body for the first time. 

 

“She can have my denial.”  Mike said. 

 

“No. I can do it.”   Meagan said as she stood facing the other way.  They all watched as she pushed the straps of the dress off her shoulders and watched as it fell down her body.  Only her red satin panties and bra remained.  She quickly turned and sat back down.  She crossed her arm over her thongs.  With the other hand she took the bottle. 

 

Mike tried not to stare at Meagan’s body but he couldn’t help it.  Her muscular thighs fed up into her naked hips.  Her flat stomach did the same to the rise at her chest.  Her nipples could not be seen through the satin material of her bra but they definitely were hard little nubs. 

 

Meagan spun the bottle and it pointed to her sister. 

 

“OK.  Take off your skirt and blouse.”  Meagan said smartly. 

 

“You only had to take off one thing.”  Janet said.  Meagan knew she was wearing a halter top which did not have a bra.  If she took it off she would be showing her bare breasts. 

 

“A dare is a dare.”  Meagan laughed. 

 

Janet sighed as she stood to remove her skirt.  Luckily she had new panties which where pretty sheer.  She wondered if they could see she shaved her pussy.  She grabbed the bottom of the halter top and pulled it up over her naked breasts.  Her pink nipples stood out like small missiles.  She tossed the clothing on the floor next to her and sat down.  She saw Mark’s eyes locked onto her breasts and smiled at him.  She spun the bottle. 

 

Tara gasped when it pointed to her. 

 

Janet thought she would see just how far these kids would go.  “Let’s try this.  Reach down into Alex’s boxers and play around for at least a minute.” 

 

They all looked at Brad.  “A dare is a dare.”  He grinned.  He liked the way the game was going. 

 

“I can’t.”  Tara said looking down.  She had never touched a bare penis before as was not about to do it in front of everyone else. 

 

“You used your denial.”  Brad said smiling.  Seeing him smile pissed her off.

 

“Wait.  OK. I’ll do it.”  She said glaring at Brad. 

 

She moved over to Alex and he leaned back on his hands.  They all watched as Tara used one hand to pull out his waistband as the other hand moved down under the material.  Even though she had felt Brad through his pants she was not ready for the hard silky shaft as her hand moved around him.  Her fingers traced around the ridge of his crown and slowly down to his balls.  She cupped them in her tiny hand and slowly raised her fingers back up his shaft.  He was not as big as she thought he would be. Her fingers moved up over the crown again and off the tip.  Her fingers moved out of his waistband with the dampness of his pre-come on the tips.

 

Meagan couldn’t believe Tara would ready do it and watched as her hand moved under Alex’s boxers.  Even though he was wearing boxers everyone could see what was going on.  She remembered how stiff Mike’s prick was. 

 

“That’s enough.”  Tara said proudly.  She wiped her hand on her jeans and spun the bottle.  Around and around it went.  No one was talking as they watched the top of the bottle slow down and point to……Janet. 

 

“Hey.  I’m not taking off my panties.”  She said holding her hand out in front of her. 

 

Tara laughed.  “I’m sure the guys will like this.  Rub your breasts across all the guy’s lips.”  She was getting even for what Janet did to her. 

 

The guys thought Janet would refuse but when she stood and moved over to Brad he looked up at her naked breasts.  They were the first real ones he had ever seen.  Janet pushed him back until his head was on the floor looking up at her.   She knelt beside him and moved her orbs down until her nipple pushed against his lips.  Janet gasped when his mouth opened and sucked her hard digit inside. 

 

Mark was directly behind Janet and when she took the doggie position on her knees her ass was only a few feet from his face.  His eyes opened wide when her legs opened showing him her panties wedged into her pussy lips.  He did not see any pubic hair.

 

“Enough.”  Alex said.  He was not that happy with this young guy’s chewing on his girls nips.  Janet pulled her hard nipple from his mouth with a loud pop.  Everyone laughed.  She crawled over him to do the same to Mark.  As Mark lay back his bulge was outlined in his pants.  All the girls could see he was well hung.  Janet looked down at Mark’s opened mouth and thought she would do some teasing.  She dropped her nipple and it pushed into his eye.  He tried to tilt his mouth upward but she jerked her boob back.  She lowered it again and it pushed against his chin.  Again he jabbed his mouth at her breast and missed.  Finally Mark reached up and grabbed her breast and held it still until his lips sucked her nipple inside. 

Heather watched Mark sucking on the older girl’s tit and was more mad than jealous.  If he wanted to play around so would she. 

 

Janet pulled her breast away from Mark and crawled over to Mike.  “OK lit’ sis?” Janet asked as Mike leaned back.  Meagan knew she couldn’t say no.  She shook her head yes and stared as her sister aimed her breast at Mike’s mouth.  He showed how inexperienced he was as he licked and nibbled at her breast.  Janet grabbed his head and held his lips frozen on her hard bud. 

 

“Easy.”  She directed.  She closed her eyes as his lips and tongue gently caressed her nipple. 

 

“Good.” She moaned. 

 

“Enough.”  Alex laughed trying to act like it didn’t bother him. 

 

Janet grabbed the bottle and spun it.

 

Mike tried to move away from the bottle as it pointed to him but Janet quickly said his name.  Janet owed her little sister but she also wanted her and Mike to hook up.  She wondered how far Meagan would really go.

 

“OK Mike.  I want you to put your hand down the front of Meagan’s panties and touch her there for a minute.” 

 

Mike quickly turned to see Meagan’s expression which was one of shock.  She didn’t mind if Mike touched her vagina but she was not happy doing it in front of everyone.  She smiled and grabbed her dress nearby and placed it over her lap.   “OK but I get to cover up.” 

 

“I didn’t say you could cover up.”  Janet zapped back. 

 

“You didn’t say I couldn’t.”  Meagan said firmly. 

 

“She’s right.”  Mike quickly announced.  He also did not want others to see him fumbling around a girl’s panties. 

 

“OK.  OK.”  Janet smiled.  She watched as Meagan folded the dress over her lap and uncrossed her legs.  Mike’s hard-on was pushing out his pants as he moved over until his body was close enough to do what he had to do.  Meagan smiled and pulled up the dress for his hand to move under. 

 

“One minute.  GO!”  Janet said looking at her wristwatch. 

 

“Wait.”  Mike said.  “I’m not under her panties yet.” 

 

“Say when.”  Janet laughed.  Everyone’s eyes were on Meagan’s tiny dress which was moving along with Mike’s hand and fingers.  He quickly slipped his fingers down the top of her thongs until he touched her soft bush.  “OK.”  He announced. 

 

Meagan was totally embarrassed as her long time secret love fumbled down into her moist virgin slit.  He quickly passed over her hard clit and tried to find her hole.  I’m a virgin stupid.  She thought as his finger moved down to the bottom and back to the top.  When he again touched her clit she moaned. 

 

Mike was not sure what he was touching but when he pushed against a small mound of flesh she moaned.  She must like it.  He thought as he focused his rubbing on that spot. 

 

Meagan could feel her climax approaching and did not want to have it in front of everyone.  Her body was now moving with the motion of Mike’s finger which caused the tiny dress to move enough for everyone to see his whole hand under the tiny red triangle.  They could also see glimpses of her pubic hair.  “Oh…”  Meagan moaned.  She looked at her sister who was not even looking at her watch anymore.  “A minute has to be up!”  She cried out. 

 

“Make it two minutes.”  Janet laughed.  She wanted to see her sister finger-fucked until she climaxed. 

 

“JANET!”  Meagan screamed pissed at her sister but also was pissed at herself for not being able to control her explosion.  Her hips shot upward as she came.  “OH GOD!”  She cried as her hands grabbed Mike’s hand to pull it out of her panties.  She turned and turned her body until she could fix her panties back into place. 

 

Mike was amazed of what he had done.  He glanced over at Brad who gave him thumbs up.  It was his turn to spin.  The bottle turned until it pointed to Tara. 

 

“Take off your jeans and blouse.”  He said smiling. 

 

“Uh excuse me.  Did you forget I’m not wearing a bra?”  She said nervously. 

 

“Nope.  I definitely remembered.”  Mike laughed. 

 

Tara looked around to see if anyone would come to her aid but everyone just smiled.  Her small 34b boobs would soon be naked for the first time to males.  She stood and unsnapped her jeans and pushed them down her thin but well shaped legs.  She smiled as she pulled her panties out of her ass.  She closed her eyes and pulled her blouse up over her white breasts. 

 

“Nice.”  Alex said looking up at her young morsels. 

 

So far only Janet and Tara were showing privates.  Tara hoped to change that.  She took the bottle and made a wish.  The wish came true.  It pointed to Brad.  She had not seen him naked and since he did not stand up for her she was going to get him back. 

 

“Take off all your clothes.”  She said smiling. 

 

“What?”  He said laughing.  “You can’t do that.” 

 

“Oh yes I can.”  She laughed. 

 

Where Mike was sitting he could see both the front of Janet’s and Tara’s panties.  The dark shadow of Tara’s bush could be seen but he could not see any shadow under Janet’s panties and her panties were even sheerer than Tara’s.  He suddenly realized she probably didn’t have a bush.  She shaved it!

 

“Hey.  I can use my denial.  All I have to do is take one thing off.”  He laughed and pulled off his tee shirt and sat back down.  He looked at his girlfriend and smiled as he spun the bottle.  It stopped on Heather.

 

“OK off with the dress.”  He said grinning. 

 

Heather knew her panties were soaked and if she took off the dress everyone else would also know.  She was also not wearing a bra.  “I’m using my denial too.”  She said. 

 

“But, you still have to take off the dress.”  Brad laughed. 

 

“Not really.  I can take off anything I want.”  With that she stood and reached up under her dress and grabbed the waistband of her panties.  She pulled them down and off her feet.  She tossed them to Brad who caught them.  He smiled at her when he felt how damp they were. 

 

“My turn.”  Heather said as she sat down making sure no one could see up under her dress.  She spun the bottle and it pointed to Brad again.  “Aha!”  She laughed.  “Seems you have no more denials.” 

 

“Be easy on me.”  Brad begged. 

 

“Sure.  Why don’t you strip naked?”  She laughed. 

 

Mike felt for his buddy who would be the first to show everyone his penis.  He had seen his friend in the showers and knew he was smaller than himself but not that small.  He knew it was stage fright that was making his face pale. 

 

“Everything?”  Brad repeated. 

 

“Yes!”  Tara laughed. 

 

Meagan was holding Mike’s hand tighter and tighter as she watch her childhood friend release the snap on his jeans and push them down over his briefs.  The six inch outline of his penis was easily seen bulging out the front of his BVDs. 

 

“Why don’t we take a break?”  Brad asked hoping to stop where he was at now. 

 

“No!”  All four females yelled at the same time.  If they were going to show their bodies they wanted to see some penises too. 

 

Brad stood motionless trying to think of a way out of this mess.  He did not see Janet’s hands moving up behind him and could not react fast enough to stop his briefs flying down his hips and legs.  He looked down in shock at his virgin pecker pointing straight outward. 

 

“HEY!”  He screamed as his fingers quickly covered his hard-on. 

 

Meagan giggled as she saw a man’s hard penis for the first time.  She now knew that Mike was much bigger than their friend.

 

“Give me those back!”  He yelled at Janet who was holding them up for everyone to see. 

 

Tara’s panties became even damper when she saw her boyfriend’s penis for the first time.  She suddenly became curious what the other guy’s equipment looked like. 

 

Janet tossed him the undies and he pushed them down to cover his prick.  The white briefs sat on top of them but did little to hide his excited state. 

 

“Give me the bottle.”  Brad said noticeably pissed.  He was not going to be the only one naked.  He spun the bottle so fast it flew across and hit against Mike’s leg and pointed across at Janet. 

 

“Alright!”  Brad yelled seeing who it pointed to. 

 

“Not fair.  It hit Mike’s leg.”  Janet said.  She was not going to take off her panties. 

 

“Do it again.”  Tara yelled at her boyfriend.  She wanted to see some more naked men. 

 

Brad reached for the bottle and the briefs fell from covering his hard-on.  “Fuck it.”  He said as he spun the bottle slower this time. All eyes followed it until it stopped on…….Janet again!’’

 

“No excuses this time.”  Brad laughed. 

 

Janet looked at Alex who only smiled.  He wanted to see what these other girls looked like naked so he was not going to object about Janet showing her treasures. 

 

“Come on sis.”  Meagan said laughing.  “Scared?” 

 

Janet smiled but was steaming on the inside.  Her fingers moved into her panties waistband as she lifted her ass to slide them out from under her and slowly down her thighs. 

 

Mike had the best view when her bald pussy lips came into view.  He was anticipating she was shaven but was not prepared when he actually saw his first pussy and it was not hidden under a mat of hair. 

 

“Wow.”  Mark said what all the other guys were thinking.  “She shaves it.” 

 

Even Meagan was surprised when she saw her sister’s bald pussy.  She had heard about girls doing that but didn’t think someone like her sister would do it. 

 

“What’s everyone looking at?” Janet said as she sat down with her legs squeezed tightly together to prevent any more peeks at her pink slit.  She grabbed the bottle and froze.  “What if the person is naked?”

 

“They must do a dare or get out of the game.”  Tara quickly said.  “Spin.”  She was anxious. 

 

Janet twisted the bottle and let it go.  It turned around and around until it stopped on Mark. 

 

“OK big boy.  Let’s see it.”  She said chuckling. 

 

Mark looked at Mike and Brad and stood.  He wasn’t ashamed as he stood and pushed down his jeans and boxers at the same time.  His long seven inch hard-on popped outward. 

 

“They don’t all look alike.”  Janet cracked seeing a bigger shaft than both Brad’s and her boyfriend’s.   

 

Heather smiled at him proud that he had no problem stripping naked.  Her heart pounded as he spun the bottle.  It stopped on Meagan. 

 

Meagan gasped when she saw the bottle pointing at her.  She smiled and held her hands together begging her friend to be easy on her. 

 

“OK.  Just your bra.”  Heather said smiling. 

 

Even her bra was something Meagan was not prepared to give up.  Up until today she had hid her body and had hid it well.  Now every one of her friends, as well as Janet and Alex, would now see her bare breasts. 

 

“Just the bra.”  Meagan repeated as she unhooked the front clasp and pulled the bra slowly apart until her small but firm naked breasts were exposed.  Her nipples were as hard as she had ever seen them.  She turned and placed the bra between her and Mike.  She wanted to make sure he got a good look. 

 

Meagan spun the bottle.  Around and around it went and stopped.  Heather jumped back.  Meagan forgot Heather was missing her panties. “The dress.”  She said. 

 

“Meagan!  I’m not wearing panties.”  She exclaimed at her friend. 

 

“Oh. That’s right.”  Meagan laughed.  “Can you take off your bra?”

 

“I’m not wearing one.”  She whispered. 

 

“Hey.  If she only has a dress on tell her to take it off.”  Mark said happy that she would be naked too. 

 

“Wait I don’t have to take something off.  I can do a dare.”  She said smiling at her friend Meagan. 

 

Meagan knew the guys wanted her to strip but she didn’t want to piss off her friend.  “OK.  Let all the guys touch you under your dress one at a time for a minute each.” 

 

“Meagan!”  Heather said gritting her teeth. 

 

“That’s it.”  Mark said.  “You have to do it.” 

 

Heather looked at her boyfriend as she stood to stand by Alex.  His long arm moved his hand to her knee and slowly his hand disappeared as he pushed it up under her dress.  Her legs parted as he neared his destination and she closed her eyes when his finger tip invaded deep into her damp pussy.  He was much more experienced than Mark and went straight to her clit with his thumb while he pushed in and out of her hole. 

 

As Alex fingered Heather Mike moved his hand over to gently touch Meagan’s thigh.  Everyone was watching Alex and Heather and didn’t see her hand move over to his leg.  The game had made everyone so horny they were having trouble keeping their hands off each other.

 

“Next.”  Janet said looking at her watch.  Alex reluctantly removed his hand from under her dress and winked at her.  He had discovered she was not a virgin.  She smiled as she moved over to her boyfriend. 

 

Mark’s prick was standing at attention when she approached.  Although they had intercourse the times had been in the dark and they had not really seen each other naked.  As his hand moved up familiar territory her eyes closed again as he approached her honey tunnel.  She did not see Mark’s other hand pull up the bottom of her dress exposing her red pubic mound. It matched the flaming red hair on her head. 

 

“Mark.”  Meagan said to alert Heather what he was doing.  Heather opened her eyes and saw her dress up over her pussy.  She slapped his hands away.  “That’s all you are getting.”

 

“Hey. My minute is not up.”  He complained.

 

“It is now.”  She said totally pissed off. 

 

She moved over to Brad and stood while he reached up under her dress to finger her pussy.  His fingers explored and his middle finger slipped deep into her dripping hole.  He looked at her with a surprised look.  She smiled as he explored her cave. 

 

“Next.”  Janet announced. 

 

Mike pulled his fingers off Meagan’s leg and moved them to Heather’s ankle.  His fingers sped up her leg and under her dress. His finger tips pushed against the sticky juices of her pussy and searched for the small knob resting at the top.  He found it and rubbed. 

 

“Oh.”  Heather moaned.  Having four guys finger your pussy was too much.  As soon as Mike’s fingers found her clit she started to come.  “Don’t stop.”  She begged as he flicked his fingers across her hard joy button.  “I’m…..” She cried as she climaxed.  His fingers slipped down until he moved his index finger up into her pussy. 

 

“That was great.”  Heather said to bust her boyfriend as she moved back to her position.  She spun the bottle.  It pointed to Alex.  Since he was the oldest she wondered how brave he was. 

 

“I want you to strip and show us your favorite position.”  

 

Janet looked at her with total shock.  “I’m not doing that.” 

 

“I didn’t ask you to.”  Heather laughed.  “Alex chooses the girl.” 

 

Alex stood and slowly pushed his underwear over his hard-on.  It was starting to hurt being so confined. He smiled when he saw the wide eyes of the younger girls looking at his hard shaft.  And, best of all he got to pick out the girl of his choice.  As he looked around the room at the girls they all kind of looked away afraid he would pick them.  All except for Heather who was smiling at him. 

 

“OK.  I choose you.”  He said grinning. 

 

Heather smiled at her boyfriend and stood to walk with the naked older man to the sofa.  She stood nervously in only her thin dress as he whispered in her ear.  She turned and looked at Mark who was talking to Brad acting like he didn’t care what she did. 

 

“OK.”  She said agreeing to his proposal.  He wanted her to sit on top of him.   She stood back as he lay on his back.  His prick was hard and pointing upward as she moved her legs over his causing her skirt to fall over his stomach. 

 

“Hey.  We can’t see what’s going on.” Janet complained. 

 

“We are just demonstrating and not really doing it.”  Alex said as Heather’s damp pussy moved down onto his prick.  His hands took hold of her waist and he lifted her until the tip of his prick was poised at the entrance to her tight pussy.  She looked down at him and smiled. 

 

It was all Alex needed as he slowly lowered her body and her pussy down, down and down his shaft.  When she stopped he was fully inside of her.  Alex was happy just having himself in her and was even more happy when she started to rise up and back down.  She was really fucking him while the others watched.

 

“God.  It looks like they are really doing it.”  Tara whispered.  She also wished she could see up under Heather’s dress. 

 

“How long do they do it?”  Mark asked getting nervous.  “Who spun the bottle?”

 

“I did.”  Heather said trying to get her breath and pretend she was not fucking his man.  “I guess another two minutes.” 

 

“Two minutes!”  Mark said upset.  He knew she was at least rubbing her pussy on this man’s cock. 

 

Alex tried to hold back but couldn’t top his climax as he gripped her waist hard in his hands and shot his pleasure juices deep inside of her.  He did a great job pretending he was not really fucking her.  “Let’s just do a few more seconds.”

 

Heather was surprised when the experienced man came so fast.  She felt his juices pouring from her tight pussy and gave him a dirty look.  He was satisfied and wanted to stop.  She moved her pussy off his quickly softening penis.  Her dress covered his white juices dripping from her hole. 

 

Janet was the only one to see Alex’s prick before he hid it with his hand.  Shit. He had fucked Meagan’s friend while they all watched.  She watched as Heather quickly headed to the bathroom upstairs.

 

“Is she OK?”  Meagan asked seeing her friend running up the stairs. 

Meagan didn’t wait for an answer as she jumped up and ran up the stairs wearing only her satin red thongs.  

 

Meagan knocked on the door.   “Heather it’s Meagan.” 

 

Heather opened the door to let her friend in.  Heather was standing holding her dress up and was cleaning off the come from her pussy and legs. 

 

“He fucked you?”  Meagan asked shocked. 

 

“No. I fucked him.”  Heather said.  “At least for a few seconds.  Don’t worry I’m on birth control.” 

 

“Wow.”  Meagan said wondering if Heather was upset. 

 

“God.  It was so hot fucking him in front of everyone.”  She said smiling.  “Do you think anyone noticed?” 

 

“I didn’t.  It just looked like you were faking it.” 

 

“Good.  Let’s go back downstairs.”  Heather said.  “Maybe Mike will take your cherry.” 

 

“I hope so.”  Meagan laughed as she led the way back down the stairs.

 

“She’s OK.”  Meagan announced. 

 

Heather looked at Mark who looked at her suspiciously.  She smiled and sat back in her place.   Alex took the bottle and spun it.  It pointed to Mark. 

 

“Shit.  I don’t know.  A dare huh.  I got it.  Kiss little sis’s body all over.” 

 

Meagan sat up when he said little sis.  That’s what he called her.  He was telling Mark to kiss her body all over.  “I don’t think so.”  She said. 

 

“Use your denial.”  Mike said.  Of course it would mean Meagan had to remove her panties.

 

“But, I’ll have to take off….” She hesitated.  She took a deep breath and pushed her panties under her hips and down her legs.  She tried to keep her legs together as best as she could as her panties moved off her feet.  She sat back naked and looked down at the top of her blonde bush resting under her navel.  She turned to see Mike’s eyes looking at her lower stomach as well. 

Meagan spun the bottle.  It pointed to Mike.  She smiled.  He would have to do whatever she wanted. 

 

“How about another three minutes in heaven with me in the laundry room without the clothes of course.” 

 

“Here.  You want me to strip here?”  He asked.

 

She smiled and shook her head yes.

 

All eyes were on Mike’s trembling fingers as he slowly undressed. As his boxers moved over his nine inch rod Tara gasped.  “Holy shit.”   Even Janet sat up straight. 

 

Mike’s face turned beet red as he took Meagan’s hand to walk into the laundry room.  As Meagan stood her legs moved apart enough for Mike’s eyes to see her pink folds under the sparse blonde curls. 

 

“Now go easy on my little sister.”  Janet said jealous it was not her going into the room with the well endowed teenager. 

 

Meagan moved back against the washer as his moved his body up towards hers.  His long hard-on pressed directly into her stomach.  She laughed and moved her hand down to bend it upward.  The tip pressed against her right breast.  “Umm.”  She said as her hand guided the damp tip up to her nipple. 

 

Mike’s hands moved quickly to her nakedness.  He wanted to touch every inch of a naked female for the first time.  He explored her soft ass cheeks and slid his finger under her ass and across her damp slit.   Her legs opened to allow his hand more freedom. 

 

“Do you want to do it?”  Mike asked as she pushed his long dong down until the crown rubbed against her clitoris. 

 

“Yes.  But not here.  Not like this.”  She said.  “I want it to be special.” 

 

“Me too.” Mike said.  He really did want it to be special but right now he wanted to come. 

 

“Two more minutes.”  Janet yelled from outside the room. 

 

“What can we do?”  Mike asked almost crying for release. 

 

Meagan remembered all those girl sleepovers and all the talk about oral sex and blowjobs.  She told them she could never do such a vile act but now with his penis in her hand she forgot all those words.  She pushed him back far enough for her to slide downward until she was on her knees in front of him. 

 

“Meagan.”  Mike moaned when he realized what she was about to do.  “MEAGAN!”  He screamed when her petite mouth sucked in the mushroom tip of his prick. 

 

Janet laughed when she heard Mike scream her sister’s name.  “You go girl.”  

 

“I wonder what she is doing to him.”  Tara said.  The sexual tension in the room was at it zenith. 

 

“OH GOD MEAGAN!”  Mike moaned as her mouth took almost five of his rigid inches down her throat. 

 

Meagan didn’t like the taste at first but got used to it quickly.  She was on fire when she heard him call out her name.  She tightened her lips around his shaft when she heard him scream her name.  Her fingers moved up to caress his balls while her mouth moved up and down his long lollypop. 

 

“I’M COMING MEAGAN!”  Mike screamed to give her a warning to remove her mouth.  She did and his hot spunk splattered all over her face.  Her fingers moved to his prick and she milked him dry. 

 

“TIMES UP!”  Janet called out as she pulled open the door and stuck her face inside.  She wanted to see what they had been doing.  She laughed when she saw her little sister whipping off his come from her nose and chin.  Janet made a note to teach her how to swallow it. 

 

Mike walked out of the room first with his hard-on resending to its soft state.  There was no question Meagan had given him a release.  As Meagan stood to walk out Janet whispered in her ear.  “If you don’t want him I’ll take him.” 

 

“No way.”  Meagan said smiling.  That hunk of meat was hers.

 

It was Mike’s turn to spin.  They all were now leaning forward to see who the next person was.  The game had picked up a lot.  The bottle pointed to Tara. 

 

“The panties and………………” He hesitated thinking what he would ask her to do.   The blowjob Meagan had just given him was the best feeling he had ever had.  He had to give the favor to his friend Brad. 

 

“and……….give Brad a blowjob.” 

 

“Out here?”  Tara asked in shock.  At least Meagan got to do it in the laundry room. 

 

“Yes.”  Mike said.  He wanted to see it happen. His soft prick started to get some more life when Tara stood and pushed her panties down her small ass and tan thighs.  Her bush had a bikini shave with a thick dark strip over the lips of her mound.  He could not see her slit through the dark forest. 

 

Brad looked at her and smiled.  Getting a blowjob from his love was the ultimate even if she had to do it in front of everyone. 

 

“Anyone want to teach me?”  Tara giggled as she moved down on her knees in front of Brad. 

 

“I will come on over here.”  Alex laughed.  Janet smacked him on his arm and moved over next to the young inexperienced girl.   “Take his penis in your hand and slowly stroke him while you lick around the tip.”   She whispered. 

 

Tara giggled as she grabbed his hard-on and did as Janet said.  It tasted a little salty.  “OH.” Brad moaned.  He knew he would not last very long.

 

Mark was sitting directly across from Tara and when she leaned forward her legs spread enough for him to see the virgin’s slim pink slit under the girl’s dark bush.  He could also see her tiny puckered rear opening.  It was a great sight.    

 

As Tara continued to taste the tip Janet whispered again.  “Suck in the crown and flick your tongue across the tip.”  Tara opened her tiny lips and did as the older woman said.  Her teeth gently bit his soft flesh.  “OH SHIT!”  Brad cried out.  Everyone else in the room laughed. 

 

“Now for the grand finale.”  Janet whispered.  “Move as much of him down your throat without gagging and when you pull your mouth out clamp your lips tightly around him.”  Tara’s eyes opened as wide as her mouth as she sucked in his six inch penis.  She was amazed when her nose pushed against his pubic mound.  She slowly moved her lips up and off making a popping sound.  “Ahhh.”  Brad groaned.  One more trip and he was history. 

 

Tara didn’t need any more instructions.  The rest was up to her.  She again sucked in his hard length and slowly pulled her lips off.  “OH, OH, OH!”  He cried as he came.  He did not give her any warning and shot his load down her throat.  Tara’s mouth came off gagging trying to breath.  “Swallow it.”  Janet yelled.  Tara turned and looked at her as her throat opened up to drink in his juices. 

 

Janet smacked him on his leg.  “It’s polite to warn a lady when you come.”   Brad looked at Tara who was trying to breath.  “Sorry.”

 

Brad managed to sit up and take the bottle.  The first open display of a sexual act had taken the game to a new level.  He wondered how far everyone was willing to go.  The bottle stopped on Mark. 

 

“Go down on the girl of your choice buddy.”  Brad said quickly. 

 

Mark sat up when the bottle stopped on him.  When he heard the sweet words he knew who’s pussy he wanted to kiss and lick.  He looked immediately to Janet and pointed.  “Her.” 

 

Alex spoke up.  “I don’t think so.” 

 

Janet didn’t say a word as she leaned over and whispered in Alex’s ear.  “I know you fucked his girlfriend so if I was you I would shut up.” 

 

Alex knew when he was to be quiet and now was one of those times.  “Go ahead.” 

 

Janet wanted to enjoy the experience and stood to walk to the sofa.  She sat back on the cushions and slowly opened her legs.  Everyone watched as her bald pussy lips opened wide enough for her inner folds to open. Her hard clit and opened pussy was on display.  She was definitely not a virgin. 

 

Mark just looked at her for almost a minute.  “You just going to window shop or are you going for it?”  Janet laughed.  His body moved forward until her hands took his head and guided his lips where she wanted them. 

 

“The tongue.”  She commanded as his lips moved over her clit.  He pushed his long tongue out until he pushed against her joy button.

 

“Right there.”  She moaned and closed her eyes.

 

Mark’s tongue rapidly flicked up and down and right and left.  She pushed his head lower and his tongue moved deep down into her moist depths.  Her hips moved upward.  It might be his first time but he was a fast learner.  She moved him back to her clit to finish her race to satisfaction. 

 

No one noticed Heather’s hand as she moved it slowly up under her dress to her dripping vagina.  She imagined it was her on the sofa Mark was going down on.  She was close to coming when Janet took a deep breath and held his face tightly against her womanhood.  Her body shook and trembled as she climaxed.  She let go of his head and he jerked it back to get some air. 

 

“Wow.”  Tara said. 

 

Janet stood and kissed Mark on his lips.  She tasted her own pleasure.  “My turn to spin.”  The game was coming to a peak. 

 

The bottle spun and spun until it pointed to Heather.  Janet smiled.  It was revenge time for the girl who had fucked her boy friend on the sofa.  Heather was the only one still wearing clothing.  “First take off the dress and stand to show everyone your body….” 

 

Heather did as Janet said.  Right now she was so hot she would do just about anything.  Her dress fell from her full breasts.  Of all the girls there Heather’s breasts were the biggest. 

 

“Nice.”  Brad said looking up at her large round areoles. 

 

“Thanks.”  Heather giggled. She let the dress go and it fell at her bare feet.  She kicked it aside and turned slowly showing her flaming red bush. 

 

“Now what?”  She asked anxious to be satisfied. Janet heard the young group gasp when she finished her dare to Heather.  “You like sexual positions so much I’m going to let you do a sixty-nine.” 

 

Heather smiled.  “With the guy of my choice?” 

 

“No.  With the girl of your choice.”  Janet laughed. 

 

“A GIRL!”  Heather exclaimed.  “NO FUCKIN WAY!”

 

“What’s wrong little girl not woman enough?”  Janet said with a dare. 

 

“It’s not that.  I can’t do that.”  Heather said looking at Meagan and Tara for support. 

 

“I guess your game is over since you have used your one denial.”  Janet laughed.  “You can wait upstairs until we have finished.” 

 

Heather stood not believing what she was hearing.  Her own girlfriends or her boyfriend was not supporting her.  She looked at Meagan and Tara who looked away.  OK.  She thought to herself.  If I have to do it so will one of them. 

 

“OK I’ll do it.”  Heather said seeing the shock on everyone’s face. 

 

“What?”  Mark said.  “You’re going to really do it?”

 

“Yes.  With one of my BEST friends.”  She said looking down at Meagan and Tara.  They both looked at her in fear. 

 

“Let’s see….which one?”  She moved her finger back and forth between the two of them. 

 

All the men were now sitting with raging hard-ons.  They were going to see two women giving each other oral sex.  Shit.  It was every man’s dream. 

 

“Let’s see…………..” She hesitated and said.  “I pick them both.” 

 

“You can’t do that.”  Tara said.  “She said female meaning singular.” 

They all turned to Janet who was almost laughing.

 

“It’s up to her.  If she wants both I’m OK with it.” 

 

“No.”  Tara said upset.  “You can’t do a 69 with three people.”  She looked at Meagan who was speechless. 

 

“I have no idea.”  She managed to mumble. 

 

“Yes we can.”  Heather said with a smile.  “We just get our bodies into a circle.” 

 

“

A CIRCLE
!”  Tara exclaimed.  “You’re nuts.” 

 

“Like this.” Heather said pulling both girls up and leading them to a large carpeted area.  “Lie on your right side.”  She said to Meagan who did as her girl friend directed. 

 

“Now you do the same with your head at Meagan’s stomach.”  Heather told Tara.    They all watched as Heather moved her naked body down until her own head was at Tara’s stomach and her own stomach was at Meagan’s head. 

 

“See….a circle.”  Heather said proud of her sexual creation.  “Now I do this.”  Heathers hands pried a part Tara’s legs until the girl’s dark pussy was inches from her face.  “And you two do the same.” 

 

The men were all now moving closer to the circle.  “I think it’s more like a 696969.”  Alex laughed. 

 

“OK now we do it.”  Heather announced as her lips pushed forward into Tara’s bush. 

 

Tara did the same to Meagan and Meagan did the same to Heather.  The girls tightly closed mouths were pressed against the other’s pubic mounds.  They froze. 

 

“Come on.  Open your mouths.”  Mark said excited. 

 

Heather broke her mouth away.  “You said to do a sixty-nine and we are doing………”  She was about to say “it” when she felt Meagan’s tongue flick across her clitoris.  Her eyes got bigger when Meagan did it again and again. 

 

“Look.  Meagan’s doing it.  She’s eating Heather’s pussy.” Brad cried out.  Mike looked at his new girlfriend’s tongue as it slithered into the curly crimson nest and moved up and down her friend’s canal. 

 

Tara heard the excitement of the men and didn’t want to be left out so she flicked her own tongue into Meagan’s virgin mound.  Heather closed her eyes and moved her face down into Tara’s snatch.

 

“Wow.  That’s cool” Brad cried out leaning forward.  His prick was at max.  He wished he was in the circle. 

 

“Hey, why don’t we join them?”  Brad whispered to the others.  Before he got an answer Mark and Mike jumped down on the rug.  Mike pulled Tara’s face from his new girl’s loins and shoved in his own to take her place.  He wormed his body until his hard-on pressed against Tara’s face.  She smiled as she grabbed the biggest penis and shoved three inches between her lips. 

 

Mark jumped between Meagan and Heather and aimed his rod at Meagan’s mouth while his face dove into Heather’s muff.  Brad wasn’t too far behind as he aimed his tongue at Tara’s narrow bush.  His prick was gobbled up by Heather. 

 

“Damn.  Look at that.”  Alex said with his arm around Janet.  “Want to join them?” 

 

Janet laughed and took his hand.  “Mom and Dad will be back in about 45 minutes.  That should give you enough time to fuck me the right way.”  They grabbed their clothes and ran up the steps. 

 

Heather tried to remember how Tara gave Brad his blowjob before.  Because Brad’s hotdog was now being swallowed whole by her small mouth. Brad proved again he was quick on the trigger as he exploded in Heather’s mouth.  She jerked her head back and spit out his spunk.  “Didn’t you learn anything at all?”  She yelled back at his head. 

Meagan’s mind was lost in passion heaven while the man of her dreams ate her pussy.  Mark’s prick felt different than Mike’s but she couldn’t put a hand on what the difference was.  Her mouth could.   She laughed to herself. 

 

Meagan was the first girl to climax and Tara was right behind her.  Tara’s second blowjob was a success as Mike yelled he was coming.  This time she removed her lips as he sprayed onto her neck and shoulders.  Mark came next but Heather was so happy she held back her climax.  Mark tried to get her off but he was too spent.  His head fell away and she groaned.  “Oh no please don’t stop.” 

 

Mark looked at his buddy Mike for help.  “Go ahead.”  Meagan laughed when Mike looked at her.   He dove forward and quickly resumed where Mark left off.  This time Heather let her dam go and her whole body blew apart.  “GO MIKE!  GO MIKE!”  Brad and Mark yelled seeing Heather come. 

 

Finally they all collapsed on the large rug.  “God.  That was……….unbelievable.”  Brad said as he pulled Tara into his arms. 

 

“I’ll say.”  Mark said as he did the same to Heather. 

 

Meagan and Mike didn’t have to say how good they felt.  She turned and kissed him.  Ten minutes later they all heard the garage door opening up. 

 

“Shit.”  Meagan cried.  “It’s my parents.”  She grabbed her clothes and quickly dressed.  She laughed when she saw Brad put his briefs on inside out. 

 

“Hurry.  Get out the Trivia game.”  She yelled at Tara who grabbed it off the shelf and quickly put some wedges on the board.  They all jumped around the game when the door opened and Meagan’s mom Mary moved down the stairs.

 

“Ah.  Isn’t that sweet.”  She said watching Brad as he pulled a card from the pile and read it to the group.  “Who said kids now-a-days can’t have good clean fun?” 

 

Heather held back her laughter as Meagan kicked her leg. 

“Any of you want a donut?  We stopped and got a dozen on the way home.”  She said. 

 

“I do!”  Brad cried out as he followed her up the stairs.  They all stopped the bogus game and followed Brad. 

 

“Where is your sister?”  Mary asked as they all grabbed their favorite donut from the box. 

 

“I think she might be upstairs.  I’m not sure.”  Meagan grinned. 

 

“She’s going to kill you.”  Tara whispered to Meagan as Mary turned and walked up the stairs. 

 

“MOM!”  Janet’s voice screamed from above. 

 

“Busted.”  Mike laughed as he swallowed his whole donut.  He grabbed another and stuffed it in his mouth. 

 

“Sex can make you hungry.”  Mike said not realizing Meagan’s father Fred had entered the house and was standing behind him. 

 

“Mike.”  Brad whispered and pointed back at Jim. 

 

Mike turned and felt the worst fear of his life.  Until the man smiled that is. 

 

“I’m glad you found the donuts.  We had to leave the movie early because my hearing aid died on me.” 

 

“Your hearing aid?”  Mike asked somewhat relieved. 

 

“WHAT?”  Fred shouted back at the boy. 

 

“NOTHING!”  Mike shouted back.  The man smiled and turned around to see Alex running down the stairs only wearing his jeans. 

 

“WHATS THAT ALL ABOUT?”  Fred turned and asked the kids standing around eating donuts. 

 

“DON’T KNOW DAD.  WE ARE GOING BACK DOWN STAIRS TO FINISH OUR TRIVIA GAME!”  Meagan shouted. 

 

Jim leaned over and whispered in her ear.  “I heard what Mike said.  Let’s talk later.” 

 

Meagan smiled and kissed him on his cheek. 

 

The following week Mike opened the store door and Meagan was his first customer.  He did not turn the “CLOSED” sign around and took her hand and led her into the back room. 

 

“We have an hour before the store opens.” He said as his lips pressed down to hers. Her tongue quickly found his. 

 

“Did you bring it?”  She asked looking up at him with her baby blues. 

 

He shook his head yes and pulled out the wrapped protection from his rear pocket.  They moved over to the small cot and slowly undressed each other.  They had not been intimate since the party and both were extremely horny. 

 

Meagan giggled as he tore open the package and pulled out the rubber.  “I’ve never did this before.”  He said looking at her. 

 

“Duh. Me neither.”  She laughed. 

 

“No.  I mean I’ve never put on a rubber before.”  He held it up and looked at it. 

 

“I think I can figure it out.” She laughed.  She took it from his trembling hands and calmly pushed it down over his Mount Rushmore. 

 

“Thanks.” He laughed. 

 

“Don’t mention it.”  She said as she moved back and opened her legs. 

 

“I mean it.”  She said while he positioned his body until his prick pushed at her maidenhead. 

 

“You mean what?” He asked panting.

 

“Don’t mention it.  I know how you boys like to talk.” 

 

“I won’t I promise.”  He moaned as he pushed forward until he felt something give. 

 

“Stop.” She said smiling.

 

“I didn’t hurt you did I?”  He worried. 

 

“A little but I’m OK.  I just want to experience my transformation from a girl to a woman.”  She smiled as she pulled him deeper inside of her.  Her legs wrapped around his waist. 

 

“Just remember you are my woman.”  He grunted as he pushed in and out, in and out.

 

“And, you are my man.”  She moaned as they raced to the finish line.  Mike tried to hold back but his first experience into a woman’s body was too much.  “Meagan.  I’m com…………….ing.” He announced. 

 

Meagan smiled as he unloaded his love deep inside her.  She did not climax but she knew there would be more opportunities.  She held him close and whispered in his ear.  “Did you bring any more?” 

 

Mike smiled.  “Of course.  A Boy Scout is always prepared.”  He discarded the filled rubber and pulled out the new one from his jeans lying on the floor.  He looked down at his limp tool. 

 

“There’s one problem.”  He laughed. 

 

“Don’t worry about him.  I’ll take care of that problem.  She turned her body and took his noodle between her lips.  Less than 30 seconds later her mouth was full of his manhood. 

 

The second time took a lot longer and it was Meagan whose screams shook the tiny shoe store.  The cot pushed against the shelf and a small shoe box fell down and smacked Mike on his ass.  “OUCH!”  He yelled.

 

“What was that?”  Meagan said as they both turned to see the small box. 

 

Mike remained hard inside of her pussy as he grabbed the box and looked inside.  “Shit.  Look at this.”  Meagan’s eyes opened wide when she saw its contents.

 

“Who would have guessed?” 

 

Note from Slickman:  I know the ending was a dirty trick but I wanted to leave the story open for a possible sequel.  However, I want you to give me some ideas about what was in the box.  Maybe I’ll use them and maybe I won’t?  This was a fun story because a lot of us played spin the bottle when we were younger and dreamed of having a game like this one.  Don’t forget to vote.  Thanks….Slick. 

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All my life, i've had no big luck with women, the closest i got  with them is one flashing at me to simply tease me in front of everyone at a party. AS u can see,i've never been in bed with a women, and as an alternative, i would be masturbating in front of my computer, watching a man fucking a woman, and thinking i'm the one doing it to some other hottie i met down on street  or from work....

With a few friends, we go at the fair, we try a few rides, come across many hotties, but as usual, i'm the one that stays without getting a girl's number...my friends are much too buzy with their new dates to realize i've left the group already to go play some arcades to forgot about being such a big loser with no chance at all. After playing for a while, i realized i've been there for

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a few hours already, i'm almost out of cash and i txt msg my friends, but answer, i just sigh, not surprised at all and start walking around, looking for the exit.

I hear a woman's voice calling me by my last name, i turn back, it's an old woman. I thinking to myslef, as a joke, that im getting lucky today with one at least getting interested in me. I walk to her and ask her to state her business, she explains she needs me to do something for her, i look a the time on my wathc, i've got nothing better to do anyways, and after a few seconds, i nod and accept to help her. I follow her, we pass the signs where it says only workers are authorize pass this point and we reach to where it seems to be her trailer.

Inside, its pretty much full with those things like crystal ball, talismans and other good wish items, i realize that she must be a fortune tell and wonder if she was going to try to seel me some crap and smile, doing a little joke about me not really believing in this stuff

She doesnt reply back and sits down on her chair, ask me to sit down, i see the seat across from hers and i sit down. She doesn't wait anytime by telling me the usual crap u would hear, i feel like i'm wasting my time until she says a personal info of my life that only me and my parents would know about. I freeze and wonder if she got lucky but it isnt luck, since she keeps on listing past events and i ask her to stop, not wanting to be remembered of these embarassing and hard moments.

I ask her how she knows about me so much and she says she sees in me something incredible, a power that all boys would dream about, she keep on staring at the crystral ball as she is saying, i don't try to interrumpt her. She takes my hand at one point and ask me to close my eyes, i ask her why she wants me to and she asks me again to do it and i close them. She says an incantation 3 times and a the third time, something went all over my body, a nice feeling, like something just came over and took some weight away from me, it's hard to explain, but what i can say is that i felt like a new guy at that moment. She lets go of my hand and when i look at her, i ask her what did she do to me, she says she doesn't knwo herself. I feel lost because of her answer and she adds that whatever happened was something good for me. I agree with her and she says it's time for me to leave becasue they would close the fair shortly, i get up and thank her before i leave her place, and at the moment i exit, i get a txt msg from one of my friends saying to meet at the exit.

I rush there and I'm last to arrive, everyone is making jokes about me being the last one as usual, i just smile, acting like i don't care really. We take the bus, in the bus, its packed, they are mostly in back, I'm more to the front. This is where it gets a bit freaky when i start to hear in my head all the women's depest thoughts, i can hear their heartbeat and also if they would say something, even at a low tone, i could hear it clearly. I put my hand on my hand, thinking i'm going nuts but manage to keep my cool, trying to focus my thoughts before this goes out of control.

The voices started to disapear and i smile, realizing now that what she gave me before like power, it was this. Mind by mind i go, i se i can only feel women's thoughts, which didn't matter to me. I look at the hottie in front of me, and go in her mind, i couldn't believe it, she looks like an angel but all she could think was being touched down there, in the bus. I hesitate at first but then for it, standing behind her, i lift her skirt a bit, she is surprised and turn her head around, asking me to stop this. I tell her not be so loud, grab her ass, she lets go a little moan. After i reach for her panties, she shakes her hands a bit, asking me gently to stop this right now, but i could feel her thoughts, she was begging me to do the opposite, and i keep going. i pull them on the side and slide a finger in pussy, going in, i ask her to move her legs apart a bit, she just do it and time to time, as im fingering her, she lets out a few moans, bitting her lip at the same time. But soon, it wasn't only auditive thoughts i was getting from her but also visual thoughts, where she would be getting gangbanged by a bunch of guys, i can see teh big smile on her face, for getting so many dick at the same time.

By luck, when my friend calls me up, reminding me we are gtting out now, i take my finger out, and wishper to her frm a distance that i enjoyed this and hope that she did also. I leave my spot and get off fro the bus, it's only me and another friend getting off from the bus. I ask him how it was back there with that girl he met there. He does as usual, he simply says with pride how this girl was all over him as usual and he was thinking he would do her fast to get rid of her, but add that she won't be easy. I think about that woman in the bus and simply smile, and wonder if i should my friends about it. Bue instead, i decide it's time for me to do my own stuff, leaving the boys out of this one. We get to my house first and he waves goodbye at me. I go inside the house and get that crazy about going out and try out my new tallents.

As i head to the garage, my mom stops me in tracks, asking me to follow her in the kitchen. I'm presented to her friend and her daughter, she should be around my age, she's wearing a blue haltar as a top, and black mini skirt and white shoes. Her boobs should be C size, and when i try to read her mind, i only get feeling of unconfort when she looks up at me. The mom is kinda ugly so i don't bother check on her, she really nice though, a good thing about her at least, but i want to focus on the daughter.

As i sit down besides the daugther, i go throught her mind and to keep her busy, i present myself and she response coldy back that she knows already and she says her name is Kayla, her mom asks Kayla not to be so rude with me, i look at the mom and says it's alright, i feel more anger coming from her.

I find out that all of this is all a trick to get her away from her boyfriend, her mom caught them in bed once, and since Kayla has been forbidden to seem, even if she has been seeing him without the mom finding out about it. The boyfriend and Kayla would usually have sex in place where they could get caught. She wants a man that can control her and her boyfriend hasn't been the only one doing her inthe last few momenr.

When we find a quiet room, she walks inside and what i feel from from her is a need to see if i would be able to take control when i get the chance, but I don't do anything, leaving her to do the first move. Getting bored, she takes her cell from her purse that she has been carrying all this time and says she's going to call her boyfriend because she is bored, and while she's inputing the number in, i grab the cellphone and take it away from her, she looks at me and try to reach for it without success.

I tell her that i don't want her to call her man like this because it's not cool, she just smile at me, calling me pussy. pushing me back a bit. When she goes for a second time, i grab her hand and hold it by her wrist tghtly, she cries out in pain a bit, but at the same time i can feel her level of excitment rise a bit. I keep with the game by bringing her close to me, telling her as a lie that girl has never dare talk to me like that. She gets even more excited by what i tell her, feeling like she's facing a man, not a boy. She heats things up by laughing in my face and i throw her on the couch, she acts like i did hurt her, i walk up to her, but not sure of what i'm doing, i call her bitch and tell her that she should be shotting her mouth if she doesn't want to get hurt really bad. she smiles at my warning and dares me to try something with me.

I act mad and slap her on teh face, making fall on the side of teh couch, she didn't get the chance to get back up, because I'm already hldoing her by her hair and pull her head back up. I felt her needed to be fucked right now rise even higher. I stop there, realizing that women never actually express really what they really desire. I come back to me when she winces, i get back to that mean man and order to take out my dick out of my pants, she shakes her head, refusing but then change her mind when she hears me say that I will hurt her even more, she does it and couldn't believe it that it was this big, me i couldnt believe that my first time would be like this.

She shows off her skills in giving her, using her tong at the same time, giving me much more pleasure and when i feel like i can't hold back anymore, i cum in her mouth and order her to swallow, and she does it.

I tell her that I'm not done with herand throw her head on the couch. She only get the chance to lift her head a bit that she feels my cold hands on her warm butt, i lift her skirt and start caressing her ass. She asks me what I'm about to her, i simply smile because in her mind, she was calling me her new man, she is so fucking horny now, i move my head down on her pussy and smell and tell her that i enjoy smelling wet pussy like hers, she denies being turned on by all this. i laugh and tell her i know that she enjoys such treatments, she shakes her head, saying she will tel her mom when this is over, in her mind she is begging that she be punished for talking back. I take off my belt from my pants and star whipping her ass with it, knowing that she used to it already. She lets out big screams, starting to a lot wetter and giving it in to me, her behind is really red and she is breathing heavily, like she never felt this good. i let go of my belt and when i put my hands on her ass, she lets out a little scream and tell her that if she tells me she is just a little hoe, i will fuck her. Her exact words where ' i'm just a slut that only feel good when a dick is fucking me hard...plz fuck me now, i need yur big cock'. So far so good and when i start fucking her, she couldnt stop moaning loudly, and i didn't care at this moment that we were being too loud, i just didint want to this moment to stop. I'm pulling her hair the same time im banging her, i looked like i was enjoying this horse and i didnt want to stop, and by surprise, my mom walks in, finding us naked, she stays without a word. She didn't know what she should do and that's when i see Kayla's mother walk in, screaming and going towards her, she starts blaming her for what is happening. My mom walks up to me and i tell her i didn't know what to do, because she kept seducing me, and that for once a girl pays attention to me, i didnt want to ruin. I feel releaved when she says she believes me and calms the other mother down while Kayla gets dressed. They leaves soon after, winking at me before she gets in the car and leaves with her mom

In a way i felt releaved that i dont get blamed for this...that is until next time, since then, i havent got enough pussy, going from one girl to another one, become a well know player and enjoying this, and finally where i would be teh top dog

I HOPE U ENJOYED IT

Macy's first mfm swinging experience

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<p><img src="http://images.imageturtle.com/users/1637/hl/98b9b655c552214f99800f9a46377b2d.jpg"">http://images.imageturtle.com/users/1637/hl/98b9b655c552214f99800f9a46377b2d.jpg">http://images.imageturtle.com/users/1637/hl/98b9b655c552214f99800f9a46377b2d.jpg" border="0" alt="Macy Christmas" title="Macy Christmas" hspace="5" vspace="5" align="left" /></p><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt"><font face="Times New Roman">Macy&rsquo;s<span>&nbsp; </span>first mfm swinging experience</font></span></strong><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt"><font face="Times New Roman">&nbsp;</font></span></strong> <p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;

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text-align: justify" class="MsoNormal"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">I&rsquo;m not much of a writer, but I&rsquo;ll just let you know about my first mfm experience into the swinging lifestyle.<span>&nbsp; </span>My husband has always been kinky in the bedroom and wants to try new things.<span>&nbsp; </span>We lived in Germany when he was in the Army and had watched a lot of different kinds of sex movies.<span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>One night going into the bedroom after watching some videos, we laid down on the bed&hellip;. He began to eat my pussy.<span>&nbsp; </span>It felt great as usual, but he then suggested something totally off the wall&mdash;he asked me if I thought I would enjoy 2 guys doing me at the same time.<span>&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>It just sounded so off the wall that I snapped at him,and said, &ldquo;No,.. your outta your mind&hellip;. but deep in the back of my mind, it kinda turned me on.<span>&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>He stopped talking about it from there and we just done our thing&hellip;.sex as usual.</font></p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">&nbsp;</font> <p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify" class="MsoNormal"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">I noticed over a period of time he talked to me about it more and more, and I began to use my imagination during sex&hellip; and he noticed it really turned me on.<span>&nbsp; </span>My pussy got really wet, and I began to really get into it.<span>&nbsp; </span>I just got nastier the more we talked about it in the bed.<span>&nbsp; </span>This went on for a few years&hellip;actually about 3 years.</font></p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">&nbsp;</font> <p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify" class="MsoNormal"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">Once he got out of the Army, he started a construction business and things just went on as usual.<span>&nbsp; </span>He had one guy that worked for him that he became really good friends with&hellip;and honestly..I thought he was kinda cute.<span>&nbsp; </span>One night while we were having sex, he suggested that we have a threesome with his friend&hellip; I agreed while imagining getting my holes filled with both of their cocks.<span>&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>After we had sex, not too much was said afterwards; but it was still in the back of my mind.</font></p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">&nbsp;</font> <p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify" class="MsoNormal"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">A week later, I was invited to have a girls night out with my friends which doesn&rsquo;t happen too often.<span>&nbsp; </span>I told my husband about it, and he told me to go enjoy myself&hellip;and he and his buddy would be back at the house waiting with their dicks out..<span>&nbsp; </span>I told him..&rdquo;Oh, shut up.. quit being stupid. &hellip;. But the thought of it really turned me on.<span>&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>What I didn&rsquo;t know is that my husband all along had been talking to his friend about us wanting to try a threesome.</font></p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">&nbsp;</font> <p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify" class="MsoNormal"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">Later that night I went out partying with my friends and did have a little too much to drink&hellip; I didn&rsquo;t know what to expect when I walked in the door, but definitely knew what I wanted to happen.<span>&nbsp; </span>When I got there; my husband and his friend were sitting there watching a porno.. and of course I made a smart ass remark,<span>&nbsp; </span>&ldquo;what the hell are you two doin&rsquo;?<span>&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>My husband said, &ldquo;Watchin&rsquo; a porn and waiting on you.&rdquo;<span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>It really turned me on&hellip; he must have seen it in the look in my eye.<span>&nbsp; </span>Suddenly, he got up and began kissing me&hellip;. (I knew exactly what he was doing..it really turned me on).<span>&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>He reached down between my legs and began to feel my croch.<span>&nbsp; </span>My pussy got so wet so fast.</font></p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">&nbsp;</font> <p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify" class="MsoNormal"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">He took me to the bedroom and took off my pants&hellip;<span>&nbsp; </span>and immediately began sucking on my pussy&hellip;I almost came right then and had to stop him.<span>&nbsp; </span>He yelled out to his friend, &ldquo;Hey buddy, come on back here.&rdquo;..<span>&nbsp; </span>His friend almost had and amazed look in his eyes..</font></p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">&nbsp;</font> <p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify" class="MsoNormal"><font size="3"><font face="Times New Roman">Bill came in and dropped his pants.<span>&nbsp; </span>I began to suck his fat cock as it grew bigger and bigger.<span>&nbsp; </span>It was like a nice present for Christmas that I couldn&rsquo;t wait to open up.<span>&nbsp; </span>He had a nice thick cock&hellip; it wasn&rsquo;t super long, but just right.<span>&nbsp; </span></font></font></p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">&nbsp;</font><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"></font>&nbsp;<font face="Times New Roman" size="3"><img src="http://images.imageturtle.com/users/1637/hl/c78c23ad63b85a0e0b39a8c976ff88c7.jpg"">http://images.imageturtle.com/users/1637/hl/c78c23ad63b85a0e0b39a8c976ff88c7.jpg">http://images.imageturtle.com/users/1637/hl/c78c23ad63b85a0e0b39a8c976ff88c7.jpg" border="0" alt="Macy suck" title="Sucking cock" /></font><font face="Times New Roman" size="3"></font>&nbsp;<font face="Times New Roman" size="3"></font>&nbsp;<font face="Times New Roman" size="3"></font>&nbsp; <p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify" class="MsoNormal"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">Brad looked up from licking my cunt and asked him if he&rsquo;d like to try fucking me&hellip;.<span>&nbsp; </span>&ldquo;Of course.&rdquo;, he replied.<span>&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>Bill got on top of me and thrust his thick cock up inside me&hellip; Ghad it was extacy having two guys at once.<span>&nbsp; </span>He began to pump his cock in and out of me..and it might have taken me 30 seconds to cum the first time&hellip;.and that was just the beginning.</font></p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">&nbsp;</font> <p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify" class="MsoNormal"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">After about 10 minutes, Brad jumped on and began to fuck me&hellip;while I sucked his friends cock.<span>&nbsp; </span>Brad made me cum a few more times and I couldn&rsquo;t believe that I could cum that much.<span>&nbsp; </span>At the most, I&rsquo;ve came maybe 3 or 4 times tops during sex&hellip; but I&rsquo;d already came 4 times in a matter of twenty minutes of sex.<span>&nbsp; </span>For some odd reason, I just kept cumming.<span>&nbsp; </span>I don&rsquo;t know what it is.. the mood, or the thought of 2 guys fucking me.</font></p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">&nbsp;</font> <p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify" class="MsoNormal"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">Two and a half hours went by of them two switching off and on me, they finally came.<span>&nbsp; </span>We continued to party with his friend for about 6 months until he had to leave (he was in the Army).<span>&nbsp; </span>We&rsquo;ve only had a few experiences<span>&nbsp; </span>with a few individuals since then, but I believe the key thing is to have something in common and some friendship there before actually fucking.<span>&nbsp; </span>It makes it all more fun.</font></p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">&nbsp;</font> <p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify" class="MsoNormal"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">Brad and I have been talking about it for awhile now..and I&rsquo;m ready to take on some<span>&nbsp; </span>big black cock if there is any available out there&hellip;<span>&nbsp; </span>Yeah&hellip; I will still do white guys.. so don&rsquo;t feel that your left out.<span>&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>Key thing is, make sure anyone who contacts us have a good personality, and is ready for friendship.<span>&nbsp; </span>Don&rsquo;t be pushy.</font></p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">&nbsp;</font> <p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify" class="MsoNormal"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">Good swingin&rsquo; to ya<span>&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>:<span>&nbsp; </span>)</font></p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">&nbsp;</font> <p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify" class="MsoNormal"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">Fucks and Kisses.---&nbsp; By the way... we are in Tampa , Florida for all of you Big Cocked guys to know out there&nbsp;</font></p><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">&nbsp;</font> <p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify" class="MsoNormal"><font face="Times New Roman" size="3">Macy</font></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify" class="MsoNormal"><font size="3"><font face="Times New Roman">daytoncouple2005@yahoo.com<span>&nbsp; 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My Punishment Spank turn into Passionate Spank

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One day it was a lustful school day that I had never forgotten. I was 18-year-oldin high school wearing a tight white t-shirt without no bra on that show everyprint of my breasts. My big huge breasts are bouncing up and down through myshirt and along with my nipples sticky straight out against my shirt. And I alsowas wearing a short min skirt revealing my warm as honey end of mytails underneath with a thin blue thong on.
As I was in girl's gem alone lying down
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on my stomach on the bench and having my tail curl up to exploring my finger between my cheeks. I was so busy holding my eyes close to enjoying my finger drawing from the back of my hot juicy bliss pussy that I don't even notice the my course had march here. When he has sees me exploring myself because his eyes went barmy after seeing my finger  and  while  my  thong  hanging  off  my  feet.

"Ooh! Yeah! My juicy hott pussy is so throbbing me insane," I moan softly to myself.

That his angry of voice just wakes me out of my sex famine trance that I will never forgot it. "Tabitha! Get your finger out of your back of ass at once. That'snasty young lady."
And then, he picks me up by angry force and shakes me and says, "And now, I will give a spank that you will never have before." He throws me so strong on the across muscle lap with my tail reach up to his face. His strong hand clamps down on my bottom so hard that cheeks turn raised red. "Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!" throwmy hurt voice.
He hit me from side of the hand went across my tail fold, and while he was continuing to spank me. That I feel his middle finger almost touches into mywet hot gap. The sound coming from my mouth turn from Ugh went to like this, "Ahh!Ahh! Ahh!

Until,he sees my full glance rear-end pink glint clit that gleam at him. And I feel his spanks grow soft  as he is tapping around my bottom so lightly. As he keeps glance away at my hole that he beginsto yearning for it. He spreads my cheek open to examining my rear- end of tail.And he sees my huge shining split that his eyes went spell-bound when my pussy went throbbing. He spreads out my clit to gander deep into my crave hole, and he draws his face closer to mines, "Oh shit! God Damn girl!" he said. Next, here moves my thong that contracts my pant off of me and then my tail feels incompletely free right then.

And then, he starts to stir his finger around my juicy lip almost in and his other hands to spread my tail cheeks wide open that I can the breeze blowing inside of me. Whenhe draws his face once more closer to slit as I spreads out my leg that my foot touching to floor. And says to me? "Hum! Hum! Hum!" and while his finger busy stirring around the end of my clit.

Then he holds my cheek back to drives his finger deeply into my pussy. He feels the innerof me is so hot wet is gripping away onto his finger. "Ahh!" I moan softly, andwhile his other hand caressing around my thick round hip. I can feel his cool finger stirring away into my hot steamy tight hole.
He was spanking my ass that resting on his lap at the same time his finger forcedeeply in and out of my pussy. "Ahh! Ahh! Ahh" and after he enjoys the moanfrom my voice that he continues to spank me and says, "Oh, you enjoy this,having my finger indulge into your pussy like it but I get something better inmines," as his finger grow faster inside of me.

Then he stop, and spread my cheeks wide open again with hand his squeeze tightholding onto them as he glazes deeply away in my clit that he went insane."God! Damn!" he said.
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Then on, he unzips his pant to reveal his mammoth penis to me sticking out from hislap. He holds me by the back of my head to draw my face closer to his lap andsay to me, "Here! Suck this real good and hard." And I lay it inside of my hotwatery mouth very slowly and while my hand rubbing his ball. "Hmm! Its very goodand so sweet," at the same time I was stroking his penis inside of mouth.

While I was stroking his penis into my mouth that I feel his rubbing my back throughmy thin tight t-shirt and working all the way side of my breast. "Stop for amoment and take off your shirt that way you can feel more comfortable," hesaid. So, I remove my T-shirt off of me, and lay my heavy breasts back down onhis lap. And I went back what I was doing.

I strokes every part of his head and while his hand stroking on my breast andnipple. My mouth went deeply down to my throat and he spanking away against myass that thick hip that jiggling like Jell-O. He fined it so fascinate that he keeps on spanking me. Until, he drives two of his fingers deeply into my pussyso far that my pussy and ass went throbbing.
I strokes his penis between my heavy breasts and while licking his around it. ThenI place it back into my mouth to stroking at the same time I was stroking myhand down to bottom of his penis.
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Next,after I had got him so hard and good that his penis went pointing straight outhuge and long. "Now, get up, and walks to the other side of the bench," he said,as I walk with his finger still stuff between the back of my clit. He removeshis fingers and he tells me, "lean over". When I had lean over to toward the benchwith my ass bent up in front of him. That he says along with him stroking hishand on his clock and while his other hand stroking from the back side of myhip, " Oh yes, I will fuck you so good that your pussy will get tire of thisdick.'' My cheek is being exploring by his finger brushing inside of my clit.

He uses his both hands to spread my cheeks wide open, and then I feel his powergrid of his penis drive deeply into me so forcefully. As I lay my face down ontobench and girding my teeth and along with my hands grasp onto it so firmly. Ashe continually spanking my ass and says to me. "Oh yeah!" As he pushes his selfdeeply into me with his hand pressing my tail cheek back and his stirring theedge of my clit.
He slips deeply inside of me that he draws his head back because he can't standfeeling his penis being bottle-feeding into my hot craving pussy. He brusheshis penis slowly into me with his hands embraces my ass up. His hands arestroking every inches of ass and down to the back of my thighs exploring hispenis in and out of me.

As he begins to stroking me at the time he spanks my ass so zeal. I sets steelleaning over the bench that he draw his penis deeper into between my cheeks andwhile he holds me by my shoulders. Then on, he forces his self to go faster, heopens up one of my cheeks to looks at his penis grid into my clit. "Oh yes,good pussy," he said and while spanking me. My face turns bashful red feelingthe acing from hard lustful manhood. The more spanking and pleasing that hekeep riding me like wild ass that needs to be contain. 
Itwas more ass spanking and penis pumping into me from the handsome course that Ienjoy every bite of this moment. He ride me like a wild horse pulling ontomy  hip , telling dirty to me, andspanking that what my ass need. He opens up my cheek once more to stroking hisfinger the front of my clit. Afterward, he pulls my cheeks very forces drawcloser to his balls as he starts to jerk me that making my breasts bouncing upand down real hard. "Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah!" I moan in a shaking voice. Then hestarts to waggle his penis in my keyhole and then he went fucking me harder andhard then fever before.
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Next, he draws his penis out of me, and thumping me with his hot clock on rightacross my cheek. "I want you to Get up and walk over here," he said. As I walkover there, he was sitting down stroking his manhood with his hand on up towardceil. And he was and says to me and stroking it, "come here and Ride on thisand I will promise you that this will stop your forever crave pussy for good," hesaid. I spread out my legs to slip down on it very easily between my inner thighs and along with his hands grasp hold of my hips to it down.
As I slip my lusty hip onto the trip of his manhood that his eyes start rollingfrom back of his head because my steamy hungry pussy grip around his head. Andhe says to me, "Oh shit! Oh, God damn baby," in his arouse voice. He couldn'tbelieve that my clit have swallowed his whole huge monstera dick all the downto his family jewels.
He clutches embrace my hip very tightly and forcing to go up and down on top ofhis lap. And he uses his legs to spread out my legs that he can fill up my gap.As I ride on him jumping up and down on his manhood with my arms embracing thebench. He was stroking my back and my hid so gently that I was rocking into ecstasy and along with breasts bouncing so loudly. He starts to spanks the backof my cheeks and it was intense ride that I had ever ridden. Until, he embraceby my hides very firmly as the ride turn into my breasts.
 My one leg perch on top of the bench and leaning my upper to left side and also my one hand embrace the bench. I was rubbing his balls and while his hand holding onto my breasts.                  
"Ooh!Ooh! Ooh! Ooh!" I moan very loudly in my painful voice.
 "Oh! Yeah! Oh! Yeah!" he said in excite, as hebounces me up and down on his manhood. The sounds of my thighs are clappingdown to his legs as I feel his hands embracing my hips very forcefully. Until,he grasps from the back of my tail's cheeks to forcing it and my breasts areclapping together like a hand clap.
               
Andthen on, he lies down on cold floor that my heating body steamy ups the floor.He spreads out my legs and quickly to draws his manhood back enters me oncemore. His power grip build up more powerful inside of my clit, but my lustfulwomanhood still crave for some more of his penis.

"Aah!Yesssss! Aah! Yesssss! Aah!" I moan loudly at the same time I was holding tohis arms very tightly as I could with my breasts are flapping against my chin. Heraises my legs and lays them on each of his arm, and while throbbing soheavenly. As he goes on like powerful angry stallion that his family jewels madego jiggle. I feel his erect went through me as ours bodies trimming away soblissfully.

Finally,he about to reaching his moment of ecstasy, I feel his penis getting cloggierup inside of me. He quickly slips out of me and heavy had built up inside ofhim. And then he aims toward me and burst out with heavy cream of ecstasy exploresall over me. As he continues on lease his orgasm as I embrace my breasts together to enjoy the warmness from him.

"Ooh!Ooh! Ooh! Ooh!" my moan grow softly,

After ours lustful moment are over that ours hearts has begin to slow down at once.But my passionate gap went throbbing away like a ragging heart throbbing so rouse. He sets beside me and I was lying down on the floor with still remain
have my legs wide open. And he bought his self closer to my inner that forcefully his finger to drive into my pussy. And starting to siring his finger around it and he says to me, "God damn girl! For this workout for your crazy crazes pussy that you just earn yourself "A" for the made up worked."
 
I never dream of  this, that spank can bought such a fire of zeal  into my  trail  and  boughf on my sexual famish.
  
  

Part II, Kara, Captive and Slave Girl, Part II, Sold

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Kara, Catptive and Slave Girl, Part II, Sold

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He disrobed and I showed my oral skills. I sucked him to climax and let him know that I enjoyed it. We played and cuddled for a while, and before long, more sucking brought him up. He said he'd never fucked a girl's ass. He'd previously fucked in brothels and they abort if they think they've become pregnant.

I suggested that for our first time he with draw and finish in my mouth, and we'd heve a completely independent introduction to anal invasion. He thought that a wonderful idea.

I got Arful in my saddle and gave him a wonderful ride. Every stroke of his cock was welcomed with a joyous ass bounce. He lasted a good while and I had a climax before he did. When h

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e announced his coming, I greedily sucked all he had. I think I made a good first impression.

We rested and played until some sucking would yield another erection. I had him oil my ass passage and gave him directions for making it good for both of us. He followed my directions faithfully and slowly pushed his cock into my ass. He remembered to pause until I was comfortable, and then began the slow fucking I like to start the act. He picked up speed and length of his stroke as we both became more excited. He announced that he was going to come.

"Yes, shoot it!" I cried, "Fuck hard!"

We managed one more fuck that night and I took more of his cum in my mouth. I considered staying all night, but I wanted to be in my own room.

The next morning Meera woke me to begin my chores. I had to damp-mop the tile floors, collect bedding, and help in the kitchen until lunch time.

Shortly after lunch, Borf asked if we could become better aquainted. At two o'clock I went to his room. I asked about his sexual experience. He'd had two trips to a brothel and had been sucked by his friend's sister. His brothel girls were, he believed, nineteen and sixteen. His experience was quite commercial, in and out and hit the road, but he said he lasted a long time fucking the sixteen year old and she begged him to come back to visit.

I liked his story and I was anxious to get his cock, but I thought it wise to acclimate him to appreciating my body with his tongue and hands. He'd never kissed a girl's cunt, much less brought her to orgasm. He was about to learn how.

We started with tit sucking and squeezing. I showed him what got me excited. I slid his head down my stomach , kissing as he went, down to my thighs and back up the inside until he reached his goal. I gave directions:

"Kiss. Suck a little while you kiss. Good! Lick right there, back and forth and up and down, Yes! Lick harder, like a cat lapping milk. Oooo! That's it. Keep going here and there. Oooo!"

And so it continued to my orgasm. I told him he'd learned well and trusted he'd remember.

Now it was my turn. I found his cock long but comparitively skinny. It was going to do a good job,though. I licked and sucked cock and balls enthusiastically and before long, got a strong gusher of cum as my reward.

In our intermission, he asked about coming in my asshole as his father recommended. I told him to just withdraw and I'd suck until we'd had some anal experience. He said he wanted to give his friend's sister some anal experience too; he was sure her brother was doing it.

We played for a while and I got him revived. I got on top. God! It was so good to fuck with a boy my own age! It felt so much more natural than getting pumped by all those adult cocks, even Arful. I had a great ride on top of him and he had the wit to withdraw before he came. I got splattered, some but got most of it in my mouth. We held each other for a while. We'd fuck again later that evening.

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To be Continued

Arful escorted me to his room after dinner. He asked me to remove my clothes so he could once more feast his eyes upon my beauty. He kissed me all over, yes, my cunt too. He told me that his father said that to keep me from getting pregnant, the soldiers finished in my ass. He asked if that was true and if he should do it. Yes and yes I replied, unless he wanted me to have his child. That he assured me, would terribly complicate his life.

By Dick Inkum

(Weeks after her capture and serving as a cocubine, Kara and the other women are sent to the slave market)

In the morning after the party, and all the sex we could stand, we women were loaded onto a wagon and driven to our captors capitol city. We were taken to the back room of an arena to await our fate. About noon the area began to fill.

"Who are these people?" I asked one of our keepers.

"Some are rich old men looking for a second or third wife. Some will buy a girl for their sons or just for recreation. Some are younger men who have lost a wife. Some are brothel keepers who will look for bargains" he replied.

I rather hoped I wasn't a bargain.

The auctioneer called for order. Our group of twelve was led out on stage. I had the creepy feeling of hundreds of people appraising by body for sexual utility.

The auctioneer decided to star with one of the mid-twenties women. He called her forward and disrobed her. There was great applause and many shouts of sexual intent. The auctioneer began taking bids, but wasn't satisfied. He took the girl, spun her around and had her bend over.

"Look at that ass! She'll take all your cock in it. Now what am I bid?" he shouted.

The brothel owners had dropped out at that point. She was eventually sold to a very wealthy merchant.

The next woman up was the other twenty-something in our group. The result was about the same.

I was third. I have to say that when I was stripped, I had to smile at the loudness of the applause and the very lewd remarks.

"Here we have a teenager who will bear many children" said the auctioneer, "she will make an excellent wife or concubine for a young person. Everyone here would love to fuck her and she can be yours!"

The bidding began. The brothel owners, I'm told, stayed in the bidding longer than usual, but eventually an older man with a boy about eighteen or twenty won the bidding at a very high price. I left the stage to await my claiming.

Zetta was up next. She was very nervous when she was stripped. Her virginity was announced and the bidding went very high. The brothel owner would resell her virginity for a very high price. She had hardly started her periods, but she was sold to a brothel where she would immediately fuck four to ten times a day.

The older women (especially those overweight) went at much lower bids. Two of them went to brothels, most as replacement wives.

I was curious about my new owners, but I had to wait until the auction was over. Zetta was crying. I tried to comfort her, a promised I'd try to rescue her if I could. The whorehouse madam came and put her arm around her and led her off.

At length my owners came. The elder man said he had bought me for his sons. Plural?

Yes, he had boys eighteen, sixteen, and fourteen. Fourteen? Yes, he'll grow into a good partner, he assured me.

The father, Mr. Y. said that he expected his oldest son to be married in a year and regardless of where he chose to live, that I would remain in the house. He said I would not be used by the three boys randomly or continuously. He had already considered a schedule. He would tell me later.

The eighteen year old was accompanying him. Arfa was quite nice enough looking and was of medium height and build. He asked me for a kiss. I was glad he asked. After all, he could take what he wanted from his slave.

Mr. Y asked if I had been pregnant. I told him I was a virgin before I was captured and the military made sure I wouldn't get pregnant.

"Ah, yes, of course" he replied.

Arfa looked quizzical. Mr. Y told him he'd explain it later.

We were carted to my new home. It was a very impressive villa in the nicest part of the city. Mrs. Y was quite nice to me though rather imperious. She showed me around the house. I'd have my own bedroom.

I would have household duties in the mornings under the directions of their housekeeper-cook named Meera, an older woman. I would also help serve at feasts and parties.

Mr. Y asked if I could sing, dance, or play an instrument. I could play the lyre a bit. He said I would get lessons in all of these if I showed any talent or desire. I desired.

Starting tomorrow, my sexual favors would be dispensed on a weekly schedule. Alternate days for six days, I would be mistress to Arful (eighteen) and Borth (sixteen). Torf (fourteen would have one day. A sexual working day would start no earlier than two o'clock, have a four to seven dinner break, and resume seven to ten if my master desired. None would sleep with me except by my invitation. I should teach them how to avoid making me pregnant.

"Now" said Mrs. Y, "we must make you some decent clothes".

She called Meera who produced a great deal of material. The cloth was beautiful and I was thrilled. Meera would make me day clothes for work and recreation and I would have four colors of evening dresses required at dinner. The only sandals they had available were noit quite a fit. I was assured that I'd have neew ones in a few days.

This evening we would have a family feast to celebrate my arrival. A feast to honor a slave girl! That probably violated some social code. Wine was served. Mr. Y rose and issued a proclamation.

"Today, we welcome Kara to our family. All of us (he said with a stern look at his sons), will regard her as such and meet our obligations to her as she does to us."

I was flattered and I blushed a bit. I expressed my thanks. Considering my circumstances, I said, I could not anticipate better treatment.

So now I had met all the boys. Borth was a nice boy, just a bit taller than I am and quite slim. God! What would it be like fucking with a boy my age after all the adults who'd had me? Torf was a skinny kid. He was in awe of me. The first three days I would fuck with them serially and then the weekly schedule would begin.

Swings and Things

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“Did you write today my sweet peach?” A question heard as your footsteps walk down the hall to our bedroom door.
 
You see me sitting at my desk, lost in thought and typing away. You walk directly behind me and grab each one of my breasts, pinching my nipples with your index finger crooked and thumbs.
 
“Ouch,” I cry out as your face nuzzles in my neck.
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Low masculine tones whispering words in my ear slowly and clearly.
 
“Did you get excited today thinking about my cock in your mouth?”
 
Your warm breath teasing the nape of my neck, causing goose bumps to swell and pop up down my arms. I stop typing, turn my head around, inches from your crotch, I lay my head against your left hip, and bedroom blue gray eyes look up at you affectionately.
 
“Oh yes Master, I got very hot thinking of sucking you off!” Nodding in agreement.
 
I hear the sound of a zipper as you unzip your pants, pulling your cock out and stroking the fat head against my cheek. I purr contentedly, leaning my head into your cock and balls. I snuggle my face between the hanging oblong orbs taking a deep breath in and inhaling the scent of you.
 
I run my soft cheeks along the length of your shaft, every once in a while, flicking my tongue out to trail saliva and lubricate your thickness.  I open my mouth wider, sticking my tongue out, trying to lick the mushroom head, and then circle back down. 
 
Your hand presses against my forehead stopping me from succeeding to steal anymore sweet treats.
 
In a stern masculine voice you say.  “No baby doll, you know the rules, you have to ask for my permission before you can kiss my cock.” 
       
My head turns in shame, looking down at the keyboard.  My pony tails fall forward over my deep cleavage that is being held tightly by a pink lace and white satin corset. Hands lying loosely folded in my lap, bedroom fuck me eyes looking up into yours passionately.
 
Sullen tones spoken softly, “Yes, Master, I know the rules Sir.”
 
You step closer to me, cradling my head against your cock and the soft furry balls rub against my face.
 

Still maintaining the gaze, you say to me. “It pleases me when you do so.”
 
Chills up my spine, face flushing from the heat rising in my pussy, my body reacting to your words so typically. I can feel your member growing larger against my soft skin.
 
My mouth starts to water when you place the plump mushroom head on my bottom lip, rubbing it back and forth, deep penetrating stares into my smoky blue eyes.
 
 Almost a plea is heard. “Please Master; may I please suck your cock?”
 
You answer tenderly, “Yes My Love, you may.” 
 
You slowly feed me the thickness that my mouth craves for... very slowly, one centimeter at a time.  You moan out and thrust your love rod deeper down in my hot wet mouth, and I can tell from the sound of you, that you are feeling very pleased. I stop sucking, and look up at you.
 
“I am here to please your every desire Master. “
 
I feel my throat being stretched as I close my eyes and you push deeper into my mouth, my gag reflexes being quieted by your probing head, getting my first taste of precum as you wrap your hand around the shaft and gently squeeze forward as if you were feeding it to me.
 
Sexy smiles down at me as you speak ever so clearly, and slowly… purposefully. “Yes, suck your Masters love juice Princess, if you are really good Master will give you a facial.”
 
Moans are all you hear for a response, while you cup the back of my head, guiding your thick rod into my mouth as you deep throat me.
 
In a whiney lil girl voice, I stop sucking after a few minutes  and say
“Please Master, I want to taste your cum, please.” Stretching out the please a lil longer this time, "Please I need all of your love juices."
 
 
 
 
 
“You must be patient My Pet, Master will give you his hot cum when he feels he is ready to give you a treat.” ‘
 
You tap the end of my nose with your index finger and smile.  “I do so love a good cock sucker,” then you pause, your tone deepening, “You do well at pleasing me Princess."
 
Your finger trails down my nose, and you continue to watch me fuck your cock with my red glossy lips.  Luscious lips leave a smeared red ring around your cock, as my tongue twirls under the rim, then glides up and down the length of your shaft as if I was playing a harmonica.
 
 "Such a pretty cum slut you are for your Master"
 
I gently nod, still looking up at you, mouth filled, sucking harder and faster, up and down. You pet my hair; and, in a loving voice say to me.
 
"That’s a good girl, baby, suck your Masters love, and suck it harder. Almost a hiss coaxing me on “Yes, that’s it.” 
 
You grab your cock and remove it from the suction of my mouth. Then you  grab my pony tails and push it into my mouth while pulling my pony tails.
 
Guiding my mouth open wider and deeper, until I felt the familiar pull of my throat. Your hips thrust against my chin, our eyes boring into each others lustfully and hungrily.
 
In loving soothing tones I hear your words. “You are going to be Masters good lil slut and drink up all of my love juice, aren't you My Sweet?”
 
I stop sucking, pulling my mouth slow off of your cock, slowly smiling as my mouth gets closer to your head.
 
“Yes Master, I will do anything to please you, and I love the way you taste.” Licking my now puffy lips  I say “ MMmmmmmm.”
 
 Still pumping and grinding your hips into my face, fucking my face likes it’s my hot pussy.  “I have a present for you My Sweet Peach,  and if you are a good girl and drink all my cum you will get to see what it is.” Then you continue “But first, we must put on this black satin blind fold on you.”
 
You pull the black satin blindfold out from your back pocket, and place it down over my head, stopping at my ears and nose, assuring  there is no ability for me to see.
 
 
 
“There now, don't you look adorable!?!” I hear your low funny chuckle and I stand there blindfolded, pouting.
 
“You’re making fun of me!!” Stomping my foot like a two year old  “I don't like that!”
    
You pick up something on dresser next to the desk. I feel a hard smack on my ass as the ping pong paddle comes swooping down on my ass cheeks.
 
"OUCH!!" I yell, then silence.
 
Then “ahem.” A pause “Assume the position”
 
I lower my body down to my knees again and continue to make love to your cock with my mouth.  Regaining my rhythm and flow, sucking hard on, sucking harder off, remembering to keep my tongue twirling under the rim each time my head bobs off and on your enlarged head and down to the base of your shaft, my forehead bumping the well trimmed patch of auburn hair above pubic bone. 
 
“You will learn to like what I give you and never question it.”   You take in a big breath, to continue on your mini rant “You will say Yes Master, or as you wish Master,” pause  “Do you understand little one?”
 
 I speak quickly “Yes Master.”
     
Just as my mouth was about to open completely to say thank you, I feel spurts of hot sweet cum squirting against my cheeks, up my nose, over my eyelids, my hair and in my mouth. I slurp up hungrily, closing my eyes and moving my head around blindly trying to catch every last drop. Your hips stop jerking as your moans wane down, and then one final jerk and an “ahhhhhh” then almost a grunt.
   
 I lick my lips while the tips of my fingers rub semi big circles, blending your hot cum like a facial.
 
Susie sunshine smiles look at you “I've been told cum is a natural firmer, with collagen and elastin and lots of protein.”
 
My face looks up to you, still blindfolded I ask “Please Master, may I see you now?”
 
Instead of responding to me verbally, your face bends forward into mine and we exchange a passionate kiss that lasts over a minute.  You break the kiss before pulling me up to a standing position. 
     
You take my hand and lead me across the room, past our 4 poster bed,  removing my blindfold only when we are feet in front of the surprise.
 
“Look over there in the corner.”
 
Your right hand extends and then points to the swing that is completely assembled and secured in the ceiling. My eyes widen and a big bright smile appears on my face as they travel over our bed and into the far left corner near the window.  Elated tones, almost a screech.
 
"Oh you bought me a Swing!!!!!!"
 
I jump up and down a little bit, big breasts bouncing under a cropped pink t-shirt, and in my sweetest little girl voice I say “can I try it... please?" I pause and ask again "Pretty Please with sugar on top????”
 
Your chuckle resonates in my heart.
 
"Of course, but were you a good girl today?”
 
You look into my eyes and watch my face as I answer. A smile creeps across my face. I nod yes, remembering that earlier today I had to stop writing to masturbate because I was too excited to continue on.
 
“Do not lie to Master Precious; I know when you have been bad.”
 
Your feet step closer to the bed; you pull the cool blue linen sheets back looking for a sign, your hand brushes over a damp spot. Your head turns, I hear tones of disappointment.
 
“Do you want to tell me the truth now?”
       
I can tell by the tone of your voice you are displeased with me enough to spank me. My pussy craves the feeling of your hands smacking against my ass.
 
“No, Master, I did not lie to you” said sweetly and assuredly.
 
My cheeks flush and get warm instantly as I look into your eyes.  Ice cold looks back at me.
 
“Assume the position,” You say harshly and then you snap your fingers.
 
“Right now... c'mon, chop chop!”
 
You clap your hands waiting while watching me move quickly on my knees to the end of the bed. My palms open and lay flat in front of me; my head turns to the right, looking at the closet doors as my body bends over, ass high in the air.
        
I hear your pants unzip, your buckle clank against the leather of your belt, and you snap the leather once you have it doubled. I flinch, goose bumps raise on my skin.
 
 In a very stern tone “You know you why you are getting this spanking, do you not My Pet?”
 
“Yes Master, I know. I masturbated and came with out permission.”
 The cool leather of your belt stings against my flesh.  I whimper. 
 
“You know better, do you not My Pet?” Your voice filled with disappointment.
 
“Yes Master.” is all I can say in return, feeling another hard smack against my now pink ass cheeks. 
 
“Please no more Master, I promise I will be good, I won't play with myself anymore unless I ask your permission first.”
Another hard spank across my thighs and ass, I yelp out in pain.
 
“Ouch!”
 
“You're right My Pet, you will not play with yourself again, because next time I leave you alone, you will be bound to the bed.”
 
Emphasis on is, “Is that Understood?”
 
“Yes Sir, Master Sir, I understand.”
 
My fingers trembling against the quilted wedding ring pattern bedspread, getting ready to push my body up and off the bed. I feel your strong arm in the middle of my back stopping me.
 
“Not yet My Sweet, your work here is not complete.”
 
You attach a silver chain to my diamond and sapphire studded collar, and place the blindfold over my eyes again, helping me to a stand and leading me to the swing. 
 
You pull on the chain, motioning me to spread my legs, I needed assistance with getting my legs into the holes.  My hands feel blindly in front of me for a place to hold on to as I feel the swing moving under me.  You place my hands on the cool steel chains one at a time and then secure leather straps around each wrist.
 
 “Do not move your hands Precious, and, open your mouth.” 
 
Your hand squeezes a few drops of precum to the tip of your cock and you smear it across my lips before I have the chance to open them.
 
“Lick the sweetness Precious, and suck on your Masters cock head.”
 
I immediately obey your direction, lapping the precum up and flipping my tongue back and forth across your head.
 
“Yes Master” I pause “Thank you Master for letting me suck your cock.”
 
You pat my head, taking a few moments to stroke through my long silky tresses. You say to me lovingly, “Such a good girl you are for Master My Sweet.”
 
You look down at me, watching my fuck me eyes as my mouth explores every inch of your cock, sucking each cleanly shaven ball one at a time, then licking my way back up  your shaft, almost gagging as you push your hips into my face and release your passion down my throat.
 
Your cock explodes into my mouth, and then you pull it out quickly so you can splash all over my cheeks and it shoots into my hair. I slurp up with my tongue what I can catch, what shoots in my mouth I swallow quickly.
 
I hear you groan and grunt, sounds I am very familiar with. I hear you moan out in pleasure, and my heart elates, nothing makes me happier than to please you.
 
You stand in front of me, with a devilish look upon your face, reaching for and then grabbing each one of my ankles, spreading my legs wide.
 
“I want you to keep your legs open for me Princess.”
 
“Yes Sir” is my only reply as I do what you tell me obediently.
 
You lubricate the eight inch dildo with Kama sutra oil, and place the pale pink head against my pussy, running it up and down my slit, and then stopping to circle my clit counter clockwise. I moan out, loving the feeling, my pussy hungry for your love and attention.
 
Still circling my clit with the head of the dildo, and then rubbing down past my taint to the pink starfish.  Taking the fat cock head and swirling it around and around my puckered pink asshole while you press against its opening. You probe the head of the dildo against my ass, watching it pop into my tight hole.
 
"Relax Precious, and take it all in like a good nasty slut.”
 
I don't say anything in return, instead I close my eyes and relax, allowing the width and length of the dildo to sink deep into my ass. Feeling it stretch and burn going in, but knowing better not to complain.
 
In a sweet school girl voice “Yes Master, I love having my ass fucked Master” then I pause, “Thank you for taking the time to fuck my sweet ass Master.”
      
You push your hips forward, pressing the dildo in deeper, sliding the head of your cock up and down my juicy slit until it slips into my wet pussy. I can feel both heads going in and out of me as you begin to pound your hips into my hot cunt.
 
“That’s a good little cum slut, take your Masters big wide cock, and let me fuck both of your hot holes at once,” a short pause “You know you want it.”
 
In a begging pleading voice I reply “Yes Master, I wish to please you Master, what ever you want to do to me…”  a breath in and then “Make me your fuck toy, your sex slut, and use me for all of your needs.”  My body is reacting to the double stimulation and I can barely contain myself. I moan out loudly.  “Oh gawd.”
 
“Yes my sweet cum slut, let me hear you scream for my love.”
 
You fuck my hot cunt, starting out slow only giving me an inch at a time, and then you stop. “I want to hear you beg for my love Princess”
 
“Please My Master, please let me have your cock, please give it to me, make me your nasty naughty little whore.” 
 
Another moan of ecstasy builds and I cry out “Oh please Master, please give me what I crave!”
 
You suddenly ram your big fat cock head all the way into my pussy, and pound my asshole with the dildo at the same time, hips ramming against me, strong hands holding on to the swing moving me forward and back against your throbbing cock.  I begin to ride the current of climax, getting closer to the edge.
 
I beg “Please Master, Please may I cum now?”
 
You look down at me lovingly, my clit hard, you know from the juices flowing out of my pussy that I am so close, you don't want to torture me further.
 
In a soothing commanding voice you say  “Yes My Love, you may cum.”
 
I scream out loudly as I feel the wash of ecstasy over me, my cheeks and upper chest flush a bright pink, my mouth parts as moans of pleasure escape, peaking a high pitched almost scream.
 
“Oh my god, oh my god, oh, oh,” continuing to squeal.
 
My hot pussy squeezes your cock so hard you can barely pull it out.  When you do sweet creamy cum juices squirt out and onto the bottom of the swing, leaving a small puddle on the black leather seat.  My orgasm wanes and you wipe my hair from my face, bending down to kiss my lips passionately.
 
“I love you baby doll” you say to me in the most tenderness of tones.
 
“I love you too Master, thank you for treating me like such a nasty naughty lil slut!”
 
 You help me out of the swing, and swat my ass, leaving a light pink hand print on my left butt cheek, and then you take me into your arms and hold me close. 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Expectation

tdm on BDSM Stories


Colin looked through the glass partition as Julie bent across her desk to make a connection to her computer. Her skirt rose up high enough for him to catch a glance of her panties and crutch, god she beautifull. Colins mind began to wander, he could see her now without a stitch on, laying across a padded trestle, her body spreadeagled and tied tightly in position. Her sex would be agape and he could just imagine the pink of her inner labia. She would struggle of course but she would just have to endure and like it.

It was the cane thing that was the trouble, he could just imagine it landing with the most"stingy" swish-thwapp across her buttocks, she wouldnt like that.

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As Colin daydreamed his office door burst open, Julie stood there glaring at him, " you pervert, you looked up my skirt, I saw your reflection in the glass", she said angrily.

Colin showed no emotion, " yes I did and what a damn fine piece of "fanny" you got there. Julie`s mouth dropped open in shock, and before she could think how to reply, Colin said " and if I had my way I would tie you tight and scoop you up and have you away to the nearest log cabin high in them thar hills, and I would probably throw in a damn good arse slapping for good measure".

Julie was too stunned to reply, she just turned around and left slamming his door behind her.

Throughout the afternoon Colin became aware that Julie was very agitated and more than once he caught her looking at him in a very strange way.

Five o`clock came and went, Colin carried on working as the clerical staff left for home. About ten minutes later a knock came on his door and slowly it opened to reveal Julie. She walked in and closed the door behind her. "Ok, I dont know how you found out but I cant wait any longer, please, for fuck sake tie me up and take me, thats what you`ve been wanting to do all afternoon isnt it ?"

Colin didnt know what it was that he was supposed to have found out, but he didnt care and he certainly was nt going to stare a gift horse in the mouth.

Colin, his mind working overtime, took a chance and walked around his desk and without warning slapped her hard across her face, "kneel bitch and dont make a sound".

Julie almost fell to the floor but managed to hold up and then with a scared look upon her face she knelt down and hung her head.

Colin was ecstatic, he hadn`t expected that his silly daydream would come to this. A few minutes later Colin exited the lift at garage level, checked the coast was clear and ducked back into the lift. He picked up his neatly tied and gagged package and placed her in the boot of his car, as he did so he put his hand between her legs and squeezed, Julie moaned and squirmed in her bondage but Colins hand had come away wet, so he knew that she was in fact enjoying this.

Colin drove away, he had just the place to take her, as he drove, he dreamed of what he had in store for her and oh boy was she in for a shock.

When the car stopped Julies heart began to race, she had never allowed this sort of thing before, she had never been tied or gagged before. Then the boot opened and she found herself being lifted out. Julies eyes nearly popped out of her head, she caught her breath, no this couldnt be happening, this wasnt real. They were in a clearing in some woodland and in front of her were six full size crucifixes, hanging on four of them were naked women, only they werent just naked, they had been fixed in such a way that they were unable to close there legs and their sex gaped open, it was disgusting, as she looked at them she could see them moving and hear them moaning and calling out, their arms were tied outstretched and they hung from their wrists, it was obvious that they were in agony.

Colin looked at her and smiled, "yep this is where you will be hanging out for a while, hope you like it."Â Julie found herself being propelled towards a cabin, once inside she realised then that she wasn`t alone.

The other woman was tied down to the floor on her back, two men were fucking her one using her face and the other her fanny, her whole body shook as she was being pounded from both ends at once.

Another man came forward, "oh boy what a "dish", where did you get her, he didnt wait for Colin to answer. Julie wanted to run and get away. The mans hand was in her panties and he was forcing his fingers into her, then she felt her clothes being pulled off of her.

Ten minutes later Julie was on her back with a large black man thrusting into her, as someone tried to use her mouth she turned away but it was no good, soon she too was beong fucked both ends at once, choking and gagging as seamen "jetted" down her throat.

Julie had been given no choice and had not had a chance to protest but now as they lifted her and walked her outside and she remembered the crucifixes and she caught sight of them she "quaked" inside and held back. "No please not that , Ive been good havent I , no.oooooo . It didn`t take long and Julie found herself tied and spread on a cross just like the others, her feet pulled back behind the upright , forcing her knees apart, leaving her sex gaping, fluids running out and down her legs and just like the others she cried and moaned and begged to be taken down.

Julie hadnt been on the cross for very long before she realised the true meaning of being crucified, quite apart from the fact of being naked and tied in such a pornographic way , her arms and shoulders burned with tension, her breathing was becoming much harder and she was having to try and lift herself up in order to breath. The strain upon her arms and her legs was causing her muscles to spasm and cramp, which made it worse. Tears burned down her cheeks, God this was awfull. Julie pleaded with them to be taken down, but no one listened, they all just waited and watched.

Julie forced herself up just one last time, she knew that this would be her last, her strength was failing, her whole body racked with pain, she could go no longer. The blackness closed around her.

To be continued...............

Julie saw the video cameras and knew that there was more to this than she first thought

An Evening Out

LadyAriele on BDSM Stories

We talked about going for years, and tonight was the night. You had a limo pick us up at 7:30, both of us dressed casually.

Flirtatious looks at one another as we arrived to the door of the spa. The look on the adolescent clerks face was unforgettable when you slipped your hand under my skirt, fingered me and then handed him the money, visibly wet with my sweet juices.

My bedroom blue-gray eyes twinkled at him, causing a slow crimson blush across his pale complexion. I was certain he was standing there with a woody. My red glossy lips smiled seductively at the young man before turning around, my long silky auburn hair flowing like a sheet of silk around

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me, resting against my lower back gently, swaying at my hips as we walk out to the hot tubs and into a clear sky blissful night.

Your left hand gropes my ass as we walked out the door and down the side walk to area number five. The lock was silent as the key turned, we stepped through the gate and in front of us was a redwood hot tub, surrounded by rock tiles with dark green trim.

A lovers bench stood against the right fence, a landscaped waterfall was in the nearest corner, and a settee for two was waiting on the black iron heart shaped table, champagne in ice, in which looked like a potted planter besides it. You turned to me, kissing me on the lips while unzipping my skirt. I stepped out of the skirt; unbuttoning my blouse as you were kissing me passionately, then I laid it on the lovers’ bench neatly.

"I've waited all day for this Princess," you said to me lovingly.

"Yes Master, as have I.” The look on my eyes told you how hungry I was for your cock.

You removed your clothes and hung them over the back of the bench. The heated mists of the hot tub rose as we stood in front of each other before entering the Jacuzzi. Our naked bodies slipped into the water, and the faint scent of chlorine in the air tickled our noses. Your arms wrapped around my waist, and pulled me onto your lap. With your famous Robert Redford smiles, eyes sparkling into mine.

"Hello gorgeous” whimsical smiles in return then tender loving tones in reply ” hello Handsome.”

Your hands traveled and roamed over my body as I left a line of red glossy lip imprints along your jaw bone. My tongue trailed from your earlobe to your collar bone, you heard sultry whispers.

 

"I want you" pregnant pause… "so bad."

Without saying a word your hands lifted me up, the head of your cock brushing against my cleanly shaved pussy before lowering me onto it and holding me there. I squeeze the head with my pussy lips in response, wanting to lower myself onto it and invite you deeper inside me.

"No, Lisa." You say to me sternly, “You have to be a good girl to get cock."

Fires ignite, my cheeks flush after hearing your words.

I asked sweetly, "How can I please you My Master?"

Feeling your cock move an inch inside me while your fingertips pinch my nipples.

"I want you to squeeze my cock five times before lowering another inch.

"Yes Master” I said to you before starting to perform the task.

You reached over the edge of the Jacuzzi into your black bag to retrieve nipple clamps and a blind fold. The cool night air breezed over my nipples hardening them. I whimpered as you tightened each clamp making sure the attachment was secure.

"Now close your eyes Princess while I put the blindfold on you. “Submissively I shut my eyes.

"Yes Master" I reply, squeezing my pussy lips around your hard shaft for the last time.

"May I lower now My Master?" I asked,

"Yes you may" you said, and before I could say thank you, you thrusted your cock into me hard.

"Oh." Moans are heard in the night air, my back arched, long silky hair caressed your thighs, as I rocked my pelvis into yours.

You grabbed my hips guiding me up and down on your thick hard cock for several minutes, and then you stopped abruptly. My eyes covered in black satin, open sultry tones.

"More Master,” A whining plea "more, please more!"

You smiled at me, although I couldn't see the look, I knew it is there, for I had seen it many times. It is the look of pleasure and pride.

In a stern masculine voice you ask me. "You love Masters cock, don't you my Princess, yes??”

"Oh Yes Master.” I replied excitedly.

"Good girl" I heard you say before feeling a wash of ecstasy over my body when your cock teasingly entered and exited my moist cavern.

You yanked on the nipple clamps before attaching a thin chain to each one, making sure once again that they were secure. I raised my hips up and down to meet your movements, our bodies communicated with each other. Hot hisses in my ear as you nuzzled your chin in my neck

“That’s it Lisa baby, fuck your Masters cock, fuck it good!"

Ramming it deep inside me, and then slowing down to a gentle rhythm, your thumb on my clit made slow circles counter clockwise; my moans and whimpers were carried out into the night air. My passion intensified with your words.

"Oh God I love you."

I almost screamed as you pulled your cock out, rubbing the head against my now swollen clit a few times, and plunged back in deeper than before.

I heard commanding tones, "I want you to sit on the edge of the hot tub now my little slut."

"Yes Master, what ever pleases you," the smile on my face telling you the words I was thinking.

I stood up slowly, the water lapping against me. You tugged at the nipple clamps with your teeth as my tits hit your face. Hot flesh against cool cheek, head turning into my voluptuous breasts as I felt for the cement ground with my hands.

As I climbed over your body, droplets of water fell and drizzled down my breasts and belly. The moonlight flashed on the water beads dropping as I rose, illuminating my tanned skin tone under the moonlight. I stepped out of the tub and sat on the edge, dangling my feet in the water, still unable to see anything.

I felt your hands on each knee guiding my legs open slowly, hot kisses on my inner thigh from back of my knee to my pussy lips. My legs spread slowly as I laid my head on top of my crisscrossed arms. The tip of your tongue darted up my soft wet slit, my juices honey sweet.

Your hands cupped my ass cheeks, raising my pussy into your face. Full lips sucked at my clit, feeling it engorge and enlarge. You knew that I was heating up. Two fingers slid in easily in search of the bean size g-spot as you sucked harder on my magic button. Gentle love bites were felt as my body temperature increased, loud moans of pleasure drifted from my mouth.

My back arched then lowered, my hands reached for the back of your head, pulling you in closer to my pussy, my hips rocked against your face as my orgasm began to wax up to a climax, intense pleasure, and heaven.

You raised your head as you felt your fingers being clutched; and in a stern voice "Not yet My Sweet Treat, you know you have to wait for permission to cum.

"Oh" I cry out, feeling your lips once again suckling at my itty bitty clitty.

I moan out after several minutes...in a whiney pleading sort of sound

“Please Master, please may I cum?”

My head rose, trying to look at you, wanting to cum soo badly.

"No Princess, not yet. “ Your words echo out into the night.

Frustrated sighs, on the edge of cumming.

“Please My Master, please can I cum?"

You pause before answering, then with certainty in your voice respond.

"Yes, my little slut I want you to cum now!"

Your teeth wrapped around my clit, holding it in place as you sucked me into oblivion.

"Oh My Gawd!"

I rode the waves of the orgasm for several minutes. You licked my juices as they squirt into your mouth, drinking my passion, lapping up all my cum.

"I love the sweet taste of you My Slut." You say to me as you stood up.

Your naked body glistened under the moonlight, your hairy chest wet and fluffy, droplets from your hair kissed your cheek. You knelt beside me stroking your cock.

"Open your mouth my thirsty little cumslut."

"Yes Master" I say,

"Swallow my love baby, drink it all."

Obediently parting my lips wide and sticking out my tongue to catch my drink, I felt your cum splash against my cheeks, shooting into my mouth, rolling over my tongue and towards my throat, swallowing every last drop.

"Mmmm" I said, then licked my lips. Lust filled looks into your eyes tell you that I still wanted more.

"You are a greedy lil slut today aren't you My Sweet?"

You asked me as you placed a crooked finger under my chin guiding my face to lift up to yours. You removed the blindfold and rubbed your cock head in a circular motion on my cheek and bottom lip, soft sweet sultry tones replied

"Yes Master, I am very hungry for your love, I want to kneel before you and worship at your alter."

I turned my open mouth to the tip of your cock, and softly kissed it with full lips. I bent my knees and kneeled assuming my position in front of you.

You bent over taking my hand in yours and pulled me up, our bodies aligned and a shadow was cast on the back fence wall. You wrapped your arms around my waist; I raised my left thigh and rubbed it on the outside of your leg, purring in your ear.

"I love you, oh I love you."

You led me to a tree and asked me to stand in front of it. I did so obediently, and then you reached down into your black bag and retrieved a couple of yards of pink satin rope. You pressed your hands against both of my shoulders conforming to my body against the tree.

"Please Master, not too tight" I begged.

You made sure the rope was secure and that my arms and legs were unable to move. You reached down and picked up the black bag, sorting through it, a smile appeared on your face when you found what you were looking for.

A silver shaped egg sat in your hand, the remote still in the bag. You walked over to me, licked your fingers and probed the egg between my legs, pushing it inside my wet pussy.

The egg felt cold upon entering, and it warmed quickly, as thoughts of the last time you used this toy on me came clear in my mind. You licked your fingers again, tasting my sweetness, and looked into my eyes.

“Now My Peach, I will show you what tease means... "

Your voice faded when you bent over to search for the remote.

You turned the *incredible egg* on, and watched my facial expression change, from lustful to passionate looks back into your handsome face. You took a few steps back to admire your handiwork, enjoying the look of my body tied to a tree. You placed the blindfold over my eyes again.

The first thing you touched me with was soft and feathery. You made a path from my shoulders to my fingertips using the feather pen we bought at K-Mart, smiling as you saw the goose bumps rise on my silky skin.

"I see your body is responding to me My Sweet Pet,” then you paused and said "this pleases me."

"Ya yes Master,”

I felt heat igniting in my pussy instantly, sultry tones. "My body craves your touch, needs your kisses."

Manly tones in reply. "And soon, my sweet, you will have them."

The back of your hand brushed up my cheek, your head leaned in and you kissed my sweet lips. My tongue darted out immediately, wanting to taste you, wanting to taste me on you.

Your head leaned in and you kissed my sweet lips. You sucked on my pussy and tugged on my nipple clamps as you continued to kiss me. I moan out into our kiss, feeling my pussy juices, hot, sticky, squeezing the egg shaped ball that was vibrating inside me. You break the kiss, and adjust the intensity of the incredible egg.

More moans of pleasure as I feel your index finger circling my clit. You want to get me close, to the very edge of the orgasm, and hold me there. Primitive lustful growls in my ear.

"You are being a very good cumslut, you will get your reward ....pregnant pause...."soon,"

My pleas of passion echoing, "Please my Master, please let me cum," more desperate pitiful cries.

"Please, Please My Master, please let me cum." You respond with hot whispers on my neck.

"Not yet baby doll, I am going to teach you what being teased is all about"

You bend over again and lift a candle, digging in your pocket for a Bic lighter. The fire dances as you tilt the candle, and you watch little beads of melted wax drop off of my breasts and onto the tiled ground.

Then you raise it higher above my head finding a better aim. Watching each hot drop of wax fall onto my nipples onto nipple clamps, hardening before the next drop hits. You walk over to the champagne, and pick up a few crushed ice cubes.

Then you walk back over to me, and rub the ice over the other nipple, watching it harden and rise. Hot mouth on ice cold nipple. More Wax. More ice, more wax. You turned the egg up to high, leaning your body against mine, whispering into my ear the same time you thumb my clit.

"Ok baby, cum for me, cum nice and hard for me.” You hear my tortuous moans of ecstasy resonating in the wind as it blows over my body. Higher pitched cries of passion and ecstasy as I rode the wave up.

"That’s it, that’s a good lil cumslut,” strong resonating tones almost demanding in my ear.

"Cum harder for me My love.” Your voice coaxing me into oblivion.

I didn't try to stifle my moans of ecstasy heard loudly by the neighboring patrons. Husky throaty moans into our kiss as I rode the wave and then waned down. I was enjoying being washed away on waves of pleasure.

You loosened my bonds, removing the egg from my pussy. Placing it on my lower lip, my steamy hot juice applied, I licked and tasted my sweetness. You wrapped the rope back up and put it back in the *magic* bag.

I slipped my body back into the jacuzzi, sitting in front of low back jet purposely. The water jets pounded against my flesh, relieving myself of the fatigue, and aches of my muscles dissipated. I watched you walk towards me, admiring your stance and strut.

Your dark red hair curled up a lil on the ends, your deep green eyes focused on me, admiring your perfect hair patterns on your body, that I craved and needed sooo badly. Your strong physique lowered into the water. You slid in next to me, looking deeply in my eyes.

"I love you My Princess, I love making you cum soo hard.”

We kiss, our lips touch and press lightly against each other. Our mouths part, tongues dancing, the steam from our bodies becoming a mist and floats away. The jet bubbles surrounding us and lapping against the forest green tiles making tiny little splashes that sometimes jump up on our faces. Our bodies entwine, perfectly molded as one.

"I love you Master, you make my fantasies reality.”

Making Michelle A Sex Slave Chapter 3

ragnar38 on BDSM Stories

 

Derek Does Something Unexpected

Chapter 3

Derek told Michelle to go to the bedroom and take everything off.  While she was in there he went to his bedroom to retrieve his laptop.  He wanted to hook the egg back up to it and look at the data that was saved on it for that day.  When he walked into the playroom his cock started to immediately get hard from the sight of Michelle standing there naked in front of him.  He knew right away that it wasn’t going to be easy for him to keep his mind on what he was doing.

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He walked past Michelle and over to the side of the bed where he sat down on the bed and placed the laptop next too him.  He opened it up and prepared the program that he needed.  Finally he looked over at Michelle.  He looked at every curve of her body all the way down to her feet.  For some reason he had the uncontrollable urge to crawl over to her and start sucking on her toes.  That he didn’t understand because he wasn’t into sucking on toes and she wasn’t the one in charge so why would he be the one crawling around on the floor.  It should be the other way around.

“Now slave its time for you to give the egg back.  What you need to do is squat down in front of me and start to push the egg out.”  Derek said with no hint of a grin or smirk on his face.

“Yes Master.”  Michelle walked over to the spot he pointed to and squatted down over it.  She tried several times to get it to come out but it wouldn’t budge even an inch.

Derek had an idea.  He turned back towards his laptop and started typing something.  As soon as he hit the enter key Michelle’s eyes went wide and her mouth started to hang open.  He had turned it on to a constant, intense vibration.  He watched as Michelle tried to keep her balance and finally grabbed the side of the mattress so she wouldn’t fall over.  It didn’t take very long before he started to hear her moan and her breathing to become ragged.  He noticed that her nipples were completely erect.  He reached out and took one between his thumb and forefinger.  Slowly he twisted it and started pinching and pulling on it.  He knew he was starting to be rough with her nipple but that didn’t matter to him.  At that point and time he wanted his egg back.  After five minutes of the egg and Derek roughly fondling her nipple the egg dropped out onto the floor, making a light splash into the puddle she had made on the carpet. 

Michelle collapsed onto her knees after Derek retrieved the egg from the floor.  She has never had as many orgasms in one day like she has had today.  It surprised her that she could have that many.  She watched as Derek wiped the egg off, then hooked it up to his laptop and started bringing up all kinds of graphs showing every time the egg went off, how intense each time was, and too her surprise, also told when she had an orgasm.  The best she could figure was that it had some kind of sensor in it for that.  She was actually impressed with everything it could do.

When Derek brought everything up on the screen he couldn’t help but smile.  He could tell that it went off on her a couple times going to work.  That right there would have been fun to see.

“So my slave, did you have an interesting ride to work this morning?”  Derek asked.

“Yes Master I did.  The only time that I didn’t like was the second time it started vibrating and I almost wrecked into a construction site.”  Michelle said while still on her knees on the floor.

“Well I certainly don’t want you getting in a wreck while driving so next time I will program it to only start after you have arrived at work.  Have to make sure your still in one piece.  I’m just starting to have fun with you.”

“Thank you Master.  May I suggest something Master?”

“What is it?”

“Well I was thinking that maybe you could make it only vibrate lightly while I’m driving to work and home.  That should be safe for me.”

“You must really like this little toy don’t you?”

“Yes Master I do.  It made for a very interesting day at work.”

“I am pleased that you like it slave.  Apparently it worked better than I anticipated it would.  I can see you having even more fun with this.”

“Master, some girls at work found out about the egg.  I never told them.”  Michelle explained everything that happened in complete detail to her Master.  She could see that he was already having ideas going through his mind.  She wasn’t sure if that was a good thing or not.

“Master may I stand up?”  Michelle asked.  She had been sitting on her knees for the last 20 minutes and her legs and knees were starting to hurt.

“Yes.  You can stand up.”

“Thank you Master.”  Michelle replied while trying to get up off the floor.  Her legs were real stiff from sitting like that for so long.  That made her wonder how she was able to do that all the time when she was just a little girl growing up.  Once she was standing she flexed her legs a little to try and work some of the stiffness out of them.  Her legs started to feel a lot better after that.

“Well it sounds like you have a very interesting day at work and even had some fun with some coworkers also.”

“Yes Master.  The part with the coworkers was totally unexpected.  I have never done anything like that in my life.  I was kind of shocked that I actually enjoyed having another woman lick my pussy.  I’m actually getting wet thinking about it.”

“Show me slave.  Prove to me that you are getting wet.”

Michelle spread her legs, reached down and slid two fingers into her pussy.  The first time they slid up inside her you could already here a slight squishing sound.

Derek sat there and watched as Michelle fingered herself in front of him.  He could hear the squishing sound from her fingers being shoved into her pussy.  He could feel his cock start to get hard again.  He could tell that she was really enjoying herself.  He noticed that she never once opened her eyes.

Slowly Derek climbed off the bed and moved the laptop and the egg over to a chair.  While he continued to watch her he slowly started to undress.  Once he was completely naked and his cock pointing straight out in front of him, he walked up behind Michelle.  Slowly he reached his arms around her and took both of her nipples in between his fingers.  He loved how hard they were.  What amazed him was how big they actually got.  He figured that if he laid a dime on top of each one it still wouldn’t cover them completely.  He felt her jump when his fingers touched her nipples.

Michelle never even noticed that Derek had moved away from the bed and was now standing behind her.  If it wasn’t for him reaching around and grabbing her nipples she never would have noticed.  Then she realized he wasn’t wearing anything when the head of his cock started pressing into the crack of her ass.  She knew there was a lot of pre cum coming out of the head of his cock by the way it was sliding in between her ass cheeks so easily.  She has never had a cock rub against her butthole before and never intended to try it but right then she was amazed that she was enjoying it and all he was doing was rubbing his cock head across it.  All of a sudden he let go of her nipples and instructed her to bend over the bed.  She did as she was told.

Derek was immensely enjoying himself with just pinching her nipples and rubbing his cock on her ass but he wanted more than that.  Once she was bent over the bed he started rubbing her ass all over.  With one quick movement he gave her a good swat on one of her ass cheeks.  He listened as she let out a slight whimper from that first swat.

“So slave, do you like it when I do that?”

“No Master I actually don’t.  But I will like it if it will please you.”

“That’s a good girl.  But I think that after awhile you will start to like it.  Most girls don’t like being spanked at first but after a bit of time they realize that being spanked is actually fun for them.” 

He gave her another good smack on her ass, this time on the other cheek and also with his other hand.  He stepped back away from her and looked at the two beautiful red handprints he left on her ass.  The site of that made Derek very pleased with himself.

Michelle’s ass cheeks were hurting but it wasn’t anything like when he used the paddle on her.  That was a lot worse to her.  She could feel his cock sliding between her ass cheeks again and down along her pussy and over her clit.  This feeling she liked because there wasn’t any pain involved.  Or so she thought.

She noticed that he started rubbing his cock over her butthole even more.  That started to worry her.  She knew that nobody has ever been in there and that Derek’s cock was bigger than she expected it to be.  She could feel him push the head of his cock against her hole on every other pass over it.  All of a sudden she felt the head of his cock pop into her.  Immediately she tightened her ass up and squeezed it back out.  Suddenly she felt him swat her again, harder this time, on each ass cheek causing her to cry out from the pain.

“Now slave you need to hold still or will I have to go and get the restraints so you can’t move at all.  Is that what you want?”

“No Master.  I won’t do that again.  It’s just that I have never done anything like that before and I guess it startled me a little.”  Michelle replied with a slight tremble to her voice.

Derek stood behind her grinning like a little kid that just stole a cookie from the cookie jar and got away with it.  Having control over Michelle was exciting him so much that he could have cum right then without even penetrating her.  But that wouldn’t have been much fun.  Not in any way would it have been.  He was going to have his way with her and she was going to do anything he told her to do.

Derek finally snapped out of his little erotic trance and went back to what he was previously doing.  This time when he grabbed her by her hips he made sure that he had a firm grip on her so if she thought of trying to jerk forward she wouldn’t be able to move even an inch.  Once he had a good hold of her he started rubbing his cock over her tight little butthole and back across her swollen pussy.  He knew he wasn’t going to last much longer if he kept doing that.  Without any warning he lined the head of his cock up with her butthole and gave one hard push, shoving half of it inside her.  He felt her ass tighten up again but this time it was useless.  The only way his cock was coming out of her ass was when he pulled it out.  He could hear her trying to stifle a cry from the pain of her ass being penetrated for the first time and also with him not taking his time and making sure she was well lubed before hand.  Slowly he started to pull back till just the head was in her and then rammed it inside of her completely to the point of feeling his balls slapping against her.  This time she cried out without trying to silence any of it.

Michelle thought her ass was being ripped apart.  She thought he might have taken his time, slowly easing into her, so she could try and get used to him being in there.  Damn was she wrong.  She wanted so much to get away from him but knew if she tried he would put the restraints on her.  She enjoyed being free and wanted to keep it like this if at all possible.  She felt him start to loosen his hold of her hips and felt his hands start to work there way up to her breasts.  Once he had a hold of them he slowly started to pump his cock inside her ass.  For a little bit it hurt like hell, but then she started to feel a little bit of pleasure mixed with the pain.  All of this was starting to get totally confusing.  First she gets beat with a flogger and a paddle and it makes her pussy wet.  Now there is a dick in her ass and she is starting to like it, a lot.

Derek thought his dick was going to get ripped off in her tight ass.  He’s fucked virgin ass before but never anything this tight.  With every thrust into and every time he would pull back out, it was a battle to not shoot his load.  When he started to hear Michelle moaning he knew she was starting to like it.  He didn’t waste any time increasing the speed of every thrust.  He started pushing into her so hard that several times he knocked her off of her hands until she finally kept her head down on the mattress.

Derek had been going at it for about fifteen minutes when all of a sudden he heard Michelle announce to him that she was about to cum.  Right away he quit concentrating on trying to hold back from cumming to letting it just flow from his cock.  He knew he was getting rough with her but never realized that every time he would thrust into her he was making an animalistic guttural growl from somewhere deep inside him. 

Michelle knew she wouldn’t last much longer and had a feeling that Derek, her Master, wouldn’t last much longer either by the way he was growling and the ferocity of every thrust into her.  For a little bit there she was starting to think that it wasn’t Derek behind her but some kind of wild animal from the way he was starting to sound.  She knew it was him but she just had to look back towards him anyway. 

When she did it almost frightened her by what she saw.  The look on Derek’s face didn’t even seem like it was even him.  His eyes were completely glazed over, his pupils completely dilated and never blinking, not even once.  Every muscle in his face was completely tight and his teeth were clenched tightly together in a snarl.  She noticed that he was even had drool running out the corners of his mouth.  The one thing she didn’t realize was ,that he had dug his finger nails into her hips so hard that trails of blood, from each area where his nails had dug in, was running down the outside of her thighs.  Now she was frightened after seeing that and the expression on his face.  All she could do was hope that this would be over quick.  All of a sudden she started screaming that she was cumming.

When Derek heard her scream that she was cumming he rammed into her so hard that she ended up lying flat on the bed but that never slowed him down.  He kept a tight hold onto her hips and pulled her back to the edge of the bed some more and continued fucking her ass like a savage animal.  He could feel his load getting ready to explode out of him and with three extremely hard thrusts, he fell on top of her and bit down on her shoulder and started shooting stream after stream of cum into her dark passage.  He could hear her scream when he bit down and also tasted blood in his mouth.  He loosened his jaw a little and started running his tongue over the teeth marks he had made, licking up any blood that seeped out.

Michelle was having trouble believing what had just happened.  It was one thing to be pounding her like she was the last one he would ever fuck, but, for him to dig his finger nails in till he drew blood and to also bite her till she bled and then for him to start licking the blood from the bite mark, that was way too much for her.  She started to wonder what the hell she had gotten herself into in the last couple of days.

Finally she felt Derek roll off of her and lay on the bed next to her.  She wanted to look over towards him but she was scared to even do that.  She knew why her hips and shoulder were hurting but didn’t understand why the upper part, of the back of her legs, was hurting also.  She looked behind her and noticed that he had a mirror placed over there.  When she looked towards it at her reflection she was almost horrified at what she saw.

The upper part of the back of her legs and most of her ass cheeks were turning purple.  Derek had fucked her so hard that he had bruised her so bad that she look like someone had beat the shit out of her legs.  She heard Derek starting to move around a little and could hear muffled moans coming from him.  When she looked over at him when he turned on his side she could see that he was starting to bruise also.  Damn she wanted to knock the shit out of him for what he had just done.  She couldn’t say that he raped her because that wasn’t true.  She knew that she had started enjoying being fucked in the ass but the rest of it she could have done without.  She heard Derek say something to her.

“Are you okay?”  Derek asked with a bit of concern in his voice.

“Yes Master I think so.  I really didn’t expect most of that.  My hips and shoulder hurt and also the back of my legs.”

Derek started to try and sit up but felt the pain in his legs from the bruising.  When he looked at his legs he knew right away why her legs were hurting also.  He felt bad about that, and then he noticed the five claw marks on her hips from where he was holding onto her hips He looked at his finger nails and saw the blood and a little bit of skin underneath them.  “Damn how crazy did I get with her?”  He thought to himself.  Right then he started to remember licking her shoulder and the taste of blood on his lips.  He pushed himself up a little to look at her shoulder and could clearly see the bite mark with still a little bit of blood coming out of it.

“Lay still, I‘ll be back in a minute.”  Derek told her.

“Yes Master.”

It was everything Derek could do to get off the bed but knew that the pain he felt was nothing compared to the pain he had caused her.  He didn’t quite understand what came over him and wasn’t sure if he wanted too.  When he finally got up off the bed, he left the bedroom and heading down the hall to the bathroom. 

When he returned he had a hot washcloth with a bar of anti bacterial soap, a couple Tylenol with a glass of water for the pain, a small tube of antibiotics, some bandages and tape.  He wiped off the wounds that he inflicted on Michelle till he was sure they were clean.  When he was done, he placed some bandages over the marks on her shoulder and hips.  He helped her sit up and watched as she took the Tylenol with the water.  He actually felt bad for what he had done but he wasn’t sure if he wanted to admit it too Michelle.  Finally he did.

Michelle couldn’t believe that he was apologizing for what he had done.  She was glad he did but she really expected for him to keep up the whole Master/slave routine going.

“It’s okay Master.  The pain will go away after awhile.  The bruising on the back of my legs might take longer but it will go away.”

“I don’t know what came over me.  I got carried away with myself more than I realized until I had finished.  Let’s get you in my bedroom so you can rest.”

“Master, if it’s okay with you I would like to stay in here.  I kinda like it in here.”  Michelle replied.

“Are you sure? You don’t have to stay in here if you don’t want too.”  Derek told her with a sincere look on his face.

“Yes Master I would like to sleep in here.”

“Well, okay.  If that is what you would like.  Lie down and rest for a few hours then I will wake you in a little while.”

“Yes Master.”  Michelle worked her way up to the top of the bed and crawled under the covers.  She actually liked how this bed felt and the also the feel of the sheets against her skin.  She hadn’t laid there for five minutes before she fell asleep. 

Derek went into the bathroom to take a shower.  It was starting to bother him as to why he had done that to Michelle but he still didn’t have a good explanation for his actions.  He was enjoying the whole Master/slave thing that he had going but, with him digging his nails into her and biting her, till she bled, was something he has never done with anyone else, ever.  This was all really confusing for him.

When he was finished with his shower he stood in front of a full length mirror and finally had a good look at the bruises on his legs.  It was so bad that it actually spread up towards his hips.  He started thinking about everything that had happened in his playroom with Michelle to try and figure out where he lost control.  That was the only thing he could think to call it was loosing control.  What else could he call it.  He felt exhausted and decided to go take a nap also.  Derek decided he would try and understand all of it later.  He walked back into the playroom and crawled in bed next to Michelle and slid up next to her, laying his arm across her body and pulling their bodies close together in a spoon position.  After a few minutes he fell asleep enjoying the warmth of her body against his.

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Niece's Funeral Horror

Finc on BDSM Stories

With the service over Candice made her way back to stretch limo the driver looking appropriately respectful his hands crossed, head down. As she neared he opened the door allowing the young woman to climb inside her uncle already waiting. She had turned 16 just 3 days ago; but it was a birthday she would want to forget. Sure her aunt and uncle had made an effort to celebrate but how could you seriously celebrate while you made funeral arrangements?

As the diminutive red head sat down uncle Bertie took her hand. He and Aunt Stephanie had been so kind. The past week would have been unbearable without them. The smiling big man gave her a comforting open armed invitation of condolence the beautiful 5'3 flower beginning to wilt.

Now inside the limo Candice not one for show
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ing her emotions in public began to sob, her knees curled up, her little figure hugging black dress and big rim hat looking like something out of Breakfast at Tiffany's. Her red hair was trailing down over her shoulder her long lashed eyes welling up, cute upturned nose and pouting lips quivering as she finally let go.

"There, there Candice," her uncle said hugging her with strong mature arms," you've been so brave."

Aunt Stephanie knelt in at the limo door wiping a tear from her own eye. It had been her sister, Candice's mother who was driving the car when it crashed. The teenager was thousands of miles away at boarding school when in an instant both her parents had died.

In the week that had followed the awful news she'd seem to have been in a daydream state. She had flown back to stay with her aunt and uncle in their big country house as it was remote enough to make her feel unencumbered by well wishers and memories of her own home. All week she'd just sat in the garden or in her guest room while her uncle had made the funeral arrangements. He'd been very considerate, always willing to comfort or help in any way even with contractor problems he was having with some construction work that was underway in the cellar. The work had been a rushed job but he still made the time to console and wait on her every whim.

As she sat there in the limo she realised how a tragedy like this could bring a distant family together. Even aunts and uncles as detached and normally disinterested as these had acted over the years could begin to show compassion and a sense of family bond. She was so grateful of this for unfortunately they were the only relations she still had.

"Take her home Bertie," her aunt said, "it all been too much. I'll make sure all the well wishers are thanked."

The silver haired woman smiled as she closed the door. "Just remember over the next few months it might not seem that way but you'll eventually come to terms with everything that's happening to you."

Then the woman stood back and waved as the limo eased away at a respectful pace.

Uncle Bertie pressed the privacy glass switch and the driver and world around were hid from view.

Candice sat upright a little embarrassed by her tearful cuddle.

"I'm sorry uncle," she said wiping her eyes.

He smiled and gripped her delicate hand with his weathered bear like paw.

"I suppose you'll want to get back to college now?" He asked stroking the hair from her sorrowful face.

Candice nodded; she had nothing to keep her here now.

Uncle Bertie nodded too. "Yes I thought as much, so little time to get ready," He added.

Candice looked puzzled then gave him a smiled with a confused cock of her head, her perfect painted eyes looking sultry with the dark mascara and bronzed tanned complexion. What did he mean?

Uncle Bertie didn't elaborate just smiled back and then took a hanky chief from his back pocket.

"Here let me wipe away those tears," he said and as the white cloth came up to her face her nose twitched and her eyes opened wide in surprise.

There was something on the cloth giving off a pungent vapour!

"Mmmmmmffffffffffffff!"

Candice tried to struggle but the big man was just too strong. The cloth was pressed against her mouth and nose and in a few leg kicking seconds she froze then went completely limp.

Slummppp!

With the chloroform doing its work uncle Bertie carefully folded the linen square and placed it back in his pocket. The partitioned driver hadn't heard anything and now uncle Bertie sat in the deep comfortable seats the shapely figure of his unconscious niece at his side her skirt riding up her firm young thighs showing healthy summer tanned flesh.

He reached in his pocket and removed a vial filled with red capsules. He opened it careful not to spill the contents and tapped a single pill onto his hand. He sat Candice upright and with the aid of a whisky tumbler made the young woman swallow the tablet.

The big man then took a deep breath and calmed his nerves. The limo continued its steady journey back to his home. He looked at the unconscious girl next to him. His hand traced along her leg to her skirt top, paused, then after a moment continued up towards her crotch.

His fingers found her panties and tugged the fabric aside.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhh!"

She gave a murmur as his fat finger pushed into her slit and began to twist.

"Everything ok back there?" Came a voice over the speaker.

Uncle Bertie clicked the reply switch.

"Yes thank you! Could you please just drive."

In the front cab the man nodded and kept silent. He'd leave them alone in their grief.

As his finger buried in her young hole her uncle unzipped his pants tugging his cock head out like he was coaxing an animal out of it den. His fat maggot slowly enlarged and stiffened as he sat back in his seat the girl next to him, his hand between her legs digging away.

"Mmmmmmm!" Her lips parted her eyes fluttering a little. But he knew the chloroform had a while to last.

"Com 'on my dear," he said in a homely sort of way. "Let me help you onto my lap."

He lifted the woman at her slim waist pulling her over him as he sat. She was limp and unresisting and he easily hitched up her skirt allowing her thighs to straddle him. She was now sat on his lap facing forward towards the blacked out driver uncle Bertie gripping her dress covered tits.

His hands moved with reluctance from her rock hard tits and slid down over the front of her dress his fingers finding then tugging aside her panty crotch. Opening her slit with his fingers he pushed his cock head upwards in search of her little entrance.

"Uhhhhhhhhh!"

He gave a satisfied groan as he found her hole the lips pushing his foreskin back as his aroused tip entered her.

He gritted his teeth in effort; her muscles resisting.

"Uh ohhhhhhhhh!" But only for a moment; as he slowly penetrated her virgin pussy.

Candice gave a soft moan of discomfort her head rolling from side to side the uncle gripping her under each thigh easing her legs wider lifting her slowly up and down on his cock. Each downward motion he raised himself off the seat pushing deeper and deeper up her.

She felt fantastically tight and so small her legs struggling to straddle his large thighs. She was also light he easily lifted her ass up and down his cock remaining rigid and motionless inside her twat, using her body to bounce up and down on it.

"Mmm, mm, mm, mm!"

She gave moans in unison with the bouncing rhythm the unconscious Candice riding her uncle's cock as the blacked out limo passed through the neighbourhood.

Her uncle twisted her tits through her dress and brassiere and he felt his balls tighten and tighten. He continued to bounce her gently with one hand the other mauling her domes making her groan louder.

"Ugggggggggg!"

Her mouth parted and he pushed his mouth onto hers, tonguing her, slobbering on her beautiful lips.

"Oh Candice you hot little bitch," he groaned pulling her thighs wider still bucking with purpose his cock making wet slapping noises her sexy legs kicking out her heels tapping on the opposing seats.

Plut! Plut! Plut!

Candice gave a high pitch sound of sensation and that pushed him over the edge

"Ukkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!"

He began to spit inside her, his cock releasing a string of come filling her newly busted shaft. Candice was grunting but unaware, never able to remember her first hole loosening fuck. The chloroform would begin to wear off very soon, however he wasn't concerned, she had taken the pill now.

When finally the limo stopped outside the house the driver gave a curious glance out of his wing mirror as the passengers disembarked. The girl seemed almost feint with grief as she clung to her uncle for dear life. The driver's eyebrows rose in admiration as he saw her short skirt with long legs looking fabulous in high heeled black shoes. The uncle was helping her into the house no doubt the day's events just too much for the poor young lady.

As uncle Bertie closed the door to his isolated home he lifted the semi-conscious girl over his shoulder. The chloroform had worn off by now but the pill kept her disorientated, manageable and compliant.

"UUh uncle I... I..." She lolled around over his shoulder her fine rump high his hand gripping it firmly as he made sure the limo was leaving.

"Down stairs with you," he said with a playful spank of her behind Candice yelping indignantly her hand on her brow as if heavily drunk.

"I don't understand what's going on?" She mumbled as he descended the newly renovated steps to his rushed construction job, opening the cellar door. She felt so weak and detached, like a dream. Was it a dream?

"Do you know how hard it is to get builders at a few days notice?" He said as if in an everyday conversation.

Candice groaned and tried to push herself up and off his shoulder, but then just slumped back. He continued.

"Once I knew you were coming here I only had a week to get the place built."

"What place I don't..."

"Your own little dungeon," he added, "I told them it was for storing wine but I've got something much sweeter to while away the hours tasting."

Candice gave a loud frustrated moan her head swimming. Not a dream? No a nightmare?

In the newly renovated wine cellar it was cool and dark the smallest of slit windows high above allowing a shaft of heavenly light to hit the floor.

As he surveyed the room he turned allowing the slung young woman to see a mattress, chairs and other items.

"While you were in the garden this week all forlorn the builders have been busy at work." He examined the plastered walls. "They seemed a little curious why I would want such thick sound resistant walls; but a jobs a job and I paid well."

He dropped his shoulder depositing the girl onto the mattress her legs and arms sprawling. She wasn't dreaming it was becoming all too real.

"No uncle please why are you doing this?" She said coughing and shaking her head to clear her dizziness. "I don't understand what do you want?"

Her Uncle stopped; gripping his waist, coughing.

"Your mother was such a hot bitch, God I wanted to fuck her. And she knew it the fucking tease. Aunt Stephanie knew it too and hated her for it. So perfect and always flirting I couldn't help myself." He wiped his brow the effort of heaving her downstairs starting to tell.

"Well I knew I could never have her. But I realised last week that I can have her daughter."

Candice mouth fell open, what was he saying? He was been so rude, so vulgar about her mother. Then she understood what he meant about having her daughter!

"No you're insane you can't think you can get away with this!" Candice blurted in horror her eyes now showing true realisation.

Bertie nodded enthusiastically. "We are your only relations; Your College is at the other side of the country. Who's going to come looking for you? I intend to keep you down here for a long time." He then began to unbutton his shirt showing his pot belly.

"But, but you're my uncle, no that's disgusting." She gasped taking in mouthfuls of humid cellar air.

"Oh God you're a fucking lunatic! No no I.." Candice sprung to her feet a little unsteady the pills effect still strong.

Uncle Bertie grabbed her wrist twisting her around pulling her hands together behind her back. The fat ape towered over her his one hand able to hold both her wrists tightly together. His other hand reached for a large package clearly recently delivered to the home.

He flipped the cardboard open and Candice wailed. The box was full of black bondage kit; cuffs, leg restraints, whips and bizarre colourful dildos.

"Its amazing what you can get delivered these days," he laughed.

He snapped the cuffs on her wrists and with one double motion gripped her funeral dress on either shoulder and ripped it down. The black fabric slit down the nape of her back becoming a mere rag showing her perfect slim waist and swan neck.

"Rrrrrrrrrrippppppppp!

Candice swayed feeling so dizzy and feint. She could hardly raise a hand to stop him as his hands spun her around fingers searching for more fabric to tear.

Now her firm hard ass was revealed full hipped with fabulous legs. She had matching black panties and bra which her uncle, this horrid man nearly three times her age wasted no time in removing.

Snap!

Rippppppp!

"No need for clothes from now on." He laughed; "unless of course I'm playing dress up with you."

He reminded himself to have a look at the maid and schoolgirl costumes available from his online order sex store.

Candice swayed on her heels her legs feeling limp her mind in overload. She'd felt her uncle's hand on her ass ripping her panties away but her body refused to fight back drained of its energy.

He let go of her and she fell onto her knees arms behind her back hair bedraggled, fiery red unlike her sedated manner. However she could still muster an insult.

"You fucking bastard I, you, ugggggggh oh shit!"

He was now knelling behind her hands on her ankles.

"This will make things easier I think." He said putting her into bondage.

She felt her ankles pulled apart then just under her knees he snapped on carbon fibre manacles. She rolled onto her back with difficulty her legs now forced open about a foot apart. She could see what had happened she had a rod between her knees attached to the manacles. It was light but very rigid and strong.

"It's expandable," Bernie said beginning to pull the pipe apart.

"Ugggggg!"

Candice gave an embarrassed groan. The tube was telescopic from the middle out both ways. As it extended it clicked locking itself so Candice was unable to push her knees back together.

Click, click, click.

"Uggggggg no, no!" She groaned, her knees now two foot apart. Her eyes were wild with horror. Her groin pushing was up, her calves bending in, her toes just able to touch.

Click, click, click.

"Oh God uggggggg!"

Now her knees were a uncomfortable three feet apart bending slightly her cute toes over a foot between them even when trying her best to touch. She was splayed open her mound pronounced, her ass clenched, her flat tummy tense.

"How do you like that Candice?" He drooled. "You look fantastic all open and wanton."

He was satisfied her knees would not open anymore, well not without splitting the young bitch in two.

He gripped the rod in the middle pushing it back towards her heaving tits.

"Uggggggggggggg!!!"

Candice watched with horror as her knees were forced up and back towards her head her ass raised more her toes now pointing towards the ceiling. With her hands behind her back and now this leg restraint he could bend her like a fucking toy doll into any position he wanted.

He knelt over her; the red head on her back legs apart knees now either side of her ribs cage. With one hand he held the rod allowing his other hand unobstructed access to her young holes.

He licked his finger then began to examine her.

Candice felt his finger circling her pussy rim slowly getting closer and closer to entering her. She stared like a wild woman realising the inevitable.

"OOOOOOOh no please I've never...I mean I..."

Uncle Bertie laughed pressing on her mound; the slightest of liquid spilling from her hole.

"Oh but you already have Candice. In the limo grunting like a little whore you were."

Candice shook her head, she didn't remember.

"No I didn't I can't. " Her mouth opened in a horror filled oval pout as blurred thoughts filled her head. "Wait...I...ohhhhhhhhhh!"

Bertie laughed again. "Looks like the chloroform wasn't as brain deadening as I imagined. Good! It's important to remember your first time."

He pushed his finger in the slimy hole as she cooed in embarrasment. "Still lots of me in there by the looks of it."

Candice blushed; her mind having no place to retreat to. He'd fucked her! Put his cock up her! She just remembered sensations and a feeling of dominance. But she knew he wasn't lying.

"Yes I know and your parents only just buried." He said in mock sympathy.

He pushed her legs all the way back so her kness rested on the floor either side just below her armpits the carbon rod pressed hard across her ribs under her tits. Now her anus was pointing up at him. His face buried down onto her rump his tongue on her sphincter rimming gently.

"Ugggggggggg no, no NOOOOOOO!"

She felt his tongue push at her rear hole. Her little bum entrance, the man's lips sucking and tasting. What was he doing? The feeling was eye popping strong the tender flesh wanting to yield wanting to open to let his tongue in a little.

"Oh uncle no, no you mustn't please. Oooooooooooh!"

Bertie was filled with lust. He'd always groaned with frustration seeing that tight ass in short skirts. Now he had his tongue pressed hard against her private hole, the thoughts as to what was going through her mind as arousing as the taste of her soft skin.

"Is the pill working?" he asked lifting his face. "It is a muscle relaxant and also raises sensitivity."

"Uhhhhhhhhh!" Candice gave a long groan as if to answer. It obviously was.

He pushed his tongue firmly against her sphincter again.

"It feels like you're just about to let me in there sweetie." He added pleased the pill was doing its job.

He pulled back and began to roll her onto her knees. She grunted with effort as she knelt legs forced apart her face flat on the mattress ass higher than shoulders beginning to glisten with sweat.

"No uncle please, not my bottom!"

He picked up a purple cock shaped vibrator. It was like a spear tip; a pear shape with raised rings along it length. On turning the base the length would buzz at a high speed the rings almost appearing to slide up and down the full length creating an amazing burrowing sensation.

He squirted gel onto the tip and then pressed it against Candice's anus.

"No ugh ugh, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The thing pushed her open then slid like it was indeed a spear tip into her rectum. She gulped; gritting her teeth her eyes tight shut as she swallowed the length.

"Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn!"

With a disgusted grunt she accepted the device. Then she began to pant her eyes wide and ablaze feeling the alien thing perfectly shaped for penetration deep in her gut.

"Bertie!!! What the hell are you playing at?"

Candice and her uncle almost jumped from their skins. It was Aunt Stephanie standing at the bottom of the cellar steps looking into the room.

Uncle Bertie was lost for words.

Candice wasn't.

"Oh God Aunt Stephanie he's gone mad! Ugg! Help me you got to do something. Please!!!"

Aunt Stephanie stepped into the room her eyes showing rage staring at her husband.

"I've got the women's institute over for supper later! What had we agreed about keeping this door closed and locked?" The woman chastised her husband like a school mistress and her pupil. "I could hear the bitches' moans from the front porch!" Added the sweet silver haired aunt.

"Auntie, uhh no please not you too!"

Candice's stomach turned and she began to splutter and cough in despair. "No, no, no, no, this is crazy!"

Aunt Stephanie slammed the door closed and bent down taking the base of the vibrator out of her husband's hand. She pushed him away and pointed to his bulging trousers.

"Shut it you little slut and get sucking your uncle's cock!"

Auntie knelt down her hand gripping the bottom of the purple toy. She twisted the ring on the base and the thing came alive.

Zzzzrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

"Ohhhhh uhhhh fuckkkkkkkkk!"

Candice bit her lip her ass wobbling as Aunt Stephanie twisted the vibrator inside her. The plastic cock was going berserk making her rubbery walls hiss with sensation.

"Oooooooooooooooo!"

"Not deep enough yet you bitch." Aunt Stephanie snapped, taking off one of her heels." Looks like your ass is too tight for it"

"Uhh what? No uggggg I, uggggggggggg!" Candice realised the evil woman had a solution.

As Uncle Bernie pinned her shoulders his wife began to tap on the base of the vibrator with the heel of her shoe, slowly coaxing the thing deeper into Candice's tight hole.

Tap!

Tap!

Tap!

"Uggggggg!" Candice neck stretched as she tried to escape but it was useless, her auntie was plugging the buzzing, drilling cock all the way up her.

Tap!

Tap!

Tap!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!" The fat base was all that was left exposed and still she hammered away.

"Uggggggggggg no, no, nooooo!" It was almost completely inside before the panting auntie stopped. Just a mere half inch of base was left for extraction latter.

"Ohh jessssss it's too uggggggggggggg!" Candice was groaning and bitching but that just excited them more, the vibrating thing was making her eyes cross.

"Oh God it's driving me crazy!"

Uncle Bertie had his cock out by now and he knelt in front of the doggie positioned girl. His wife gripped the red heads brilliant mane pulling her head up snarling in her ear. "Lets take your mind off it shall we?" And the man's cock sprang up around her nose, auntie giving the orders.

"Start sucking or I'm going to hammer this thing so deep it won't come out!"

Candice felt her pat the impaled vibrator base menacingly.

Candice had tried to resist but knew it was useless. His cock was pressing against her painted lips. If she sucked him they'd take the awful vibrator out, probably?

She opened her beautiful mouth her uncle gripping the back of her head pushing in.

"Mmmmhhhhhhhhh."

She was struggling not to choke his sweaty cock tasting disgusting, her own musky juices still present on the bell end.

"Mmmmmmmmmf!"

"That's it baby lick me clean. You're so good to your old uncle." He teased and her stomach turned. She was servicing her fat old uncle while her auntie patted her dildo filled ass in appreciation, like she was some domestic animal.

"Good girl I knew you'd understand." Stephanie said caressing her hips and tight waist. "You're our little slave from now on. Remember what I said earlier at the limo? You'll get over it eventually." Her Auntie was enjoying this.

"Your bitch mother was always having the upper hand with her looks and her perfect tits." Auntie slapped Candice's ass in resentment, "just like her perfect daughter. Well we'll see about that, won't we?"

Candice was moaning as she pumped back and forth on her uncle's cock feeling her lips push his foreskin back tasting the unwashed head. She was unable to answer back with the meaty mouthful she was swallowing. The anal burrowing frenzy and the battering on her tonsils were taking all her concentration. Her Auntie continued her rant.

"Your mother thought she could have my husband! Well I've had the last word on that. Why do you think we haven't talked for years? It was because my fucking husband couldn't keep his hard on away whenever she was near."

Bertie closed his eyes in embarrassment as well as from teen sucking sensation.

Auntie shook her head as his naivety. "Damn fool, she'd have never let him in a million years, but it didn't stop her flaunting herself; always having to compete with her big sister." Stephanie's eyes narrowed. "And usually she won. Well not this time."

Candice managed to spit out the bloated cock end, tears welling in her eyes, her emotions in turmoil. Was all this over sibling rivalry?

"My parents are dead now, how could you do this!" She screamed, ruffled hair looking like she had fallen through a bush.

Stephanie laughed. "Very easily my dear; but don't worry we'll visit them very soon."

Uncle Bertie gripped the young woman's cheeks squeezing them together making her look up into his eyes.

"That's right Candice give it few nights and take you back there so I can fuck you over the grave." He explained in delight.

Candice shook her head, appalled, wanting to puke with the thought. "No, no, no how could you think... you filthy bastards."

Stephanie chuckled with satisfaction at finally having the last word over her sister.

"That's right, her cute little daughter getting furiously banged over her rotting bones! Hee! Hee! By the man she used to cock tease; how poetic!"

By now Bernie's cock had become a magnificent stiff sausage. He gripped the base pointing it direct to the roof; Candice's spittle trailing from the tip back to her quivering lips.

Brrrrrrrrrrrrr! The vibrator was still deep and on full power and Candice felt her spine quivering with the invaders energetic dance.

"Please it's too much uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" She realised it was starting to crawl deeper into her. If they didn't get it out she'd swallow it up her hole very soon.

"Ugggggggggggg aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

She screamed as Auntie gripped the base and roughly tugged the monster from her; anus stinging at the rapid exit.

Then they both gripped Candice's bound hands and hauled her up into a standing position her legs still locked apart.

"Over the chair." Aunt ordered and they man handled her into position. The sexy teen was bent over the back of the chair ready for mounting up her ass.

Aunt Steff picked up a ball gag from the box and pushed it into her mouth.

"Bite on this sweetie," she advised tying the band around the girl's head, her uncle angling into position.

"MmmmmmmmmmmFFFFFFF!"

Bertie thrust into her ass hard and upwards almost making her feet lift from the floor. Aunt Stephanie pushed her niece down even more her face on the seat her eyes blinking with the buggering sensation. Her eyes grew wider still as the silver haired aunt told her of all the adventures would have.

They had so much planned for her.

Fisting, tit torture, inflating stuff inside her pussy and ass, the woman continued; whipping, even games with Frankie the family dog! The list seemed endless and as her aunt reeled off the indignities Candice stared straight ahead grunting with each gut turning rut of her uncle as he tried in vain to split her in two with his cock.

Slop!

Slop!

Slop!

The young woman could never have imagined the indignity. The old mans cock like a dagger stabbing up her butt hole. Her inner walls felt his foreskin been tugged back and forth his dirty wet eye hole any second about to release.

"Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh! Uhhhhhhhh yessssssssssssssss!"

She felt the sickening wetness deep inside her; the torrent of spray as her uncle came like it was an Olympic event.

"Yesssssssssssssssss!"

As he slipped from her his cock trailed his seed her ass completely deflowered.

He wanted to do more to her but his body said no. He was exhausted.

"Where do you think you're going?" Aunt Stephanie said rummaging through the cardboard box. Bertie stopped his retreat and nodded in acceptance, games would be over when his wife said they were. Aunt Stephanie had now put back on her heel and in her black funeral dress she indeed suited her dominatrix manner.

"Hold her in that position," She ordered Candice still slumped over the back of the chair. "We still have a good hour or so before my soirée."

And with that aunt Stephanie produced a black nylon cane from the box cracking the air with a forceful blow.

With the first strike of the cane on her firm round ass Candice's eyes almost popped out on storks. Her world was in chaos and she only hoped that somehow when she shortly passed out she would awake back in college dorms her bedside clock showing the date of seven days previous.

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Everything was as normal the next Sunday; Aunt Stephanie sat on the veranda with her friends from the committee. Each lady had a cup of tea and a cake, whiling away the afternoon putting the world to rights.

"Bertie, Bertie, come and say hello to Mrs Higgins," cried Stephanie as her husband returned from his outing.

Bernie gave his wife's friend a reluctant nod as he entered the house holding a box under his arm.

"More stuff for the cellar?" Auntie said with a wry smile. Bertie smiled back holding up a transformer and car jack leads. "You can never buy enough stuff for the cellar," he replied.

"Well you go back to your little hobby." She said blowing him a kiss.

She then waved him off. "Don't forget to close the cellar door we don't want to hear you banging away all afternoon." Bertie nodded and quickly headed downstairs.

Aunt Steff rolled her eyes in mock frustration commiserating with all the other wives.

"Oh boys and their toys," She laughed, "we all know what they're like;" and her gaggle of friends nodded and smiled sympathetically.

Key West Sex Slut Part Two

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Part 2

My afternoon in Key West was great-I didn’t realize that it was just the beginning.

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The resort I was staying hosts a happy hour every night. The guys come in all states of dress or undress- it is around the pool so they have lots of lounge chairs and a hot tub that seats 8. I ha

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d gone out to explore the town and returned around 6 or so. The party was in full swing and guys had been partying since 4:30 so things were starting to get hot. I went to my room to change into my bathing suit which was a tight black thing that wasn’t a speedo but more like a low cut brief. It didn’t leave anything to the imagination and I was excited about having everyone see me in it.

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When I came back out, I got a lot of looks noticing a lot of guys checking my cock out in my tight shorts.

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When I was leaving earlier to go explore, I noticed a really hot guy laying by the pool, I had heard he was French and didn’t speak English. He had an amazing body. When I started to mingle, I noticed he was sitting on the edge of the hot tub with a whole bunch of guys standing around so I couldn’t really see what was going on. When I got closer, I noticed a guy was giving him head and taking his huge cock down his throat. I instantly got a hard on and started rubbing my cock through my shorts. I walked closer to where I was standing next to him watching this guy take as much of that big French cock as he could. He noticed me rubbing my cock and reached over and started rubbing it for me. I immediately responded by starting to rub his chest and kiss him I run my tongue in his mouth. This got a lot more attention from the crowd and more guys started to watch. This got me even hotter as I am total exhibitionist and the more people, the better.

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He pulled my cock out of my shorts and started to rub my pre cum all over the head and work it faster. I moved my mouth down to his chest sucking on his nipples and then down to his tight stomach. As I bent over doing this, I felt hands on my back and ass pulling at me and rubbing my body. I couldn’t see who it was and that got me even more turned on.

Soon I was sharing this hot French cock with the other lucky cock sucker taking turns on his enormous shaft and shaved balls.

My ass was totally exposed as I bent over and the guys around me took full advantage of this by starting to rim me and finger my tight ass. I felt hands on my cock and chest and soon felt the head of a wet cock at my hole. I perched a leg on the edge of the hot tub to give them better access to my pussy and let me get deeper on this guys hot cock. I soon had his cock almost all the way down my throat and was feeling the guy behind me really starting to pump away at me. I then felt a mouth on my raging hard on and another couple of hands pinching my nipples.

The sexy French guy then started to push my head down on his cock and I could tell he was getting close as he was growing in my mouth. I soon felt him explode in my throat and he came so much I couldn’t swallow fast enough. This set me off and started to shoot my load in whoever’s mouth was on my cock. I felt the guy in my ass grab hips and really lay into me. Soon his balls were really slapping at my ass and I felt him grow in me filling me up.

I had not noticed but all of the guys closest to me, about 5 or 6 were jerking off enjoying the show. As I dismounted the cock in my ass, I turned around wiping the cum from my face that had dribbled out. The guys were doing a circle jerk around me and I sat on the step to the hot tub to enjoy the show. I helped a few of them out by rubbing their balls and licking a couple of shafts. They all reciprocated by unloading cum on to my face, my mouth, and my chest.

I stood up dripping in cum and walked towards the outdoor shower feeling a lot of guys grope me as I walked by and hearing a bunch thank me for the hot show. I showered off and headed back to my room to get ready for dinner and a night out.

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Me Ben And Dan part 3

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....The next day was to be roleplaying day, but it was still in a sub and dom context. For breakfast mistress N, mistress B and Emily got up early, went out to the barn and had each got a very generous amount of cum from the horses. Mistress S handed each of us a cup of cum and a funnel and ordered us into the kitchen. Each of the girls where on the dinner table, legs up waiting to be fucked and the cum funneled in. It was the perfect breakfast, I jumped in front of mistress B, but Emily had other ideas when she grabbed me by the cock. I was very hungry, so after a brief lashing from my tongue, I slammed my cock to the back of her skull. Within the time it took Ben and Dan to get it going, Emily and I were cumming in tandem. My cock is only 6 inch’s, so if I was going to f

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it in all that horse cum she need some more stretching. So I sat down in front of her pussy, she cried out in pleasure as I began to stretch her walls with both my middle and index finger. After a bit of licking and stretching I decided breakfast was about to be served. I put her legs up on my shoulders, placed the funnel in and slowly poured my breakfast down the hole. I was eating by the time Dan and Ben were cumming. I sealed my mouth around her fuck hole and sucked gulp after gulp of milky bitter cum out. I then moved my mouth pee hole and rubbed her belly and a few seconds later I had my morning coffee. Dan and Ben soon followed. We were ordered up stairs to shower and when returned back down they would be in costume and have our costumes.

As I entered the bathroom Ben ran up behind me and tackle me to the floor. He said, "Dan and I have a surprise for you." Just then Dan came bursting in with my older sister on his shoulder. Then Ben punch me in the stomach four or five times, then he grabbed my drained nuts and squeezed. I could do nothing as Dan pined my sisters shoulders under his legs and fed her his cock. Soon after Ben did the same to me, a few minutes later they both fucked our skulls so hard he vomited all over ourselves. "Don’t fuck with us today," Dan yelled. They then walked out.

My sister Tracey, is 5'6", weights 125 lbs, has short dark hair, the cutest little minx like nose, the most leveling hazel eyes, a sloppy sexy ass like Rachel Ray, the biggest dark nipples on a wall ever, and has never shaved her pussy or pits, very light skin with dark little feminine hairs all over and is bitchy and has been a tease to Dan and Ben many times.

I turned to see a look of sheer joy on Tracey’s face, she turned to me and saw the same look. I then moved closer and licked some of her vomit out of her delectable ear. I moved to licking the rest of her face and she did the same. As soon as we had each other just about clean mistress N came storming in, in a cop uniform, "you two are late and will answer to me now," she said. She then pulled out her night stick that had a dildo on the long end. She jammed it in my mouth and ordered Tracey to put cuffs on me. Handcuffed and blind folded, she led us to the jail cell in the basement, locked the door and left. Tracey and I climbed onto the bottom bunk and began to spoon and fall asleep.

We awoke to see Butch, a large Bull Mastive lying in the corner of the cell. Tracey climbed down to him and began to rub his belly. "What are you doing that for," I asked. Tracey replied, "well if he is going to fuck you ass he need to be hard, duuuuu." I said, "fine but I better get finally get to eat your pussy and ass." "Duuuuu silly, of course," she yelped. I leaped down, sat behind her and began to rub her nipples and kiss her neck. She had the dog hard now and climbed onto all fours, I did the same. I spit in my hand and rubbed it on my hole as the dog walked behind me. He walked over me and I guided his large cock into my hole, screaming as it entered. Tracey giggled at my screaming and then gasped as it unleashed my tongue on her very wet and tasty pussy. It tasted so yummy and I could smell it all through her hair, it almost made the brutal pounding on my ass seem meager. By the time the dog had filled my ass, my face was dripping wet and I had four fingers easily sliding in. The dog left and laid down in the corner, I then moved to licking her cute little hairy asshole. It is so beautiful looking, the way it starts with a dark yummy center and fades on her cheeks. I tasted heavenly as I licked a few dingle berries. "Finish it," she yelled. So I spit on my protruding hand and jammed it in up to my wrist. Her scream and massive orgasm felt wonderful squeezing my wrist, I sopped up the escaping juices. I pulled out my hand to leave a gapping hole in the dark hairy fault. I quickly moved in with my cock and began to pee in her gash. She turned and said, "you nasty little cunt." 10 seconds later it

full so I laid down under her and watched it poor onto my face. "Take a seat," I said and her big ass lowered onto my face. My tongue danced over her crack once again, tasting better than before now that it had a fresh coat of sweat. After a few tasty licks she got off my face and moved to my cock, but as she was about stuff her asshole with my cock mistress N walked in. "Ohhh! Now you little sluts are in for it!" Miss N yelled. She unlocked the door walked over to Tracey, grabbed her by her hair. Bent her over the bottom bunk and pulled out the cock night stick. "Mmmm! You have the nastiest little hairy crack ever," she said as she shoved 8 inch of the stick in."Get the dog over here butt boy and get him ready," she said. I walked the dog over bent down and began to lick his sheath opening, seconds later the big cock slipped out into my mouth. Mistress N smacked me and said, "that tasty treat is not for you butt boy." She then grabbed the dogs leash and led him behind my sister. He mounted right up and with a little help from me she was getting the pounding of her life. Mistress N then placed a leash and collar on my neck, and ordered me next to sis. She unzipped her pants and pulled out the pink fist again, it made me shiver to see a sexy woman in a uniform of power about to pound my hole. Trace looked over to see me cringe. I then remembered the dog cum in my hole and hoped she would notice. "Oh look," she said, " the nose in your ass is running." She leaned forward o my ear and whispered, "now you know why you get the fist. Tracey was enjoying her pounding when I looked over, then she cringed as the dogs not expanded and exploded in her. I screamed as the fist tore into my hole, "Now clean out you sisters nasty little turd box," Mistress N demanded. She got on the bed, in front of me, I dove in pressing my face as hard as I could in her milky cheeks. Sucking all the sweet dog jizz out that I could. Without warning Tracey pushed back against my tongue and a couple of tiny little morsels slip down my throat, I wanted to chew on them. I smacked her right butt cheek to warn her to stop, she did. After a few minutes more of pounding my ass, mistress N yawned, got up and locked the door behind her. Tracey and I looked at each other and laughed, I pulled her on the bed with me and began to lick her sweaty salty neck, her cute little ears, her cheeks, under her eyes, and even in her bugery nose. I then moved to the best tits and nipples I have ever seen, giving each of them ample attention, they must stick out an inch and half. It was time for my licking desert, I pushed her arms above her head to expose one of the most beautiful sites. I rose up to take in my hairy sisters body and cute face, I the dove in and began licking her unbelievably hairy, tasty, succulent arm pits. I fell in love with them when I was about 13, never really saw it on other girls, which drove me all the more crazy over them. After a few mintues of clean sis, she grabbed my nuts and squeezed them til I screamed. "Now im going to do what mom wants to do to you," She yelled. "Wa wa what’s that," I said. She then pulled out a ball gag from under the pillow and said, "you’ll see little sis." I whimpered at what I knew was coming next, just then mistress N walked in followed by my mom with a suite case. Mistress N unlocked the door and let my mom in.

My mom is a lovely full figured woman, 5'8", 140lbs, she has short light brown hair, lips that could suck the chrome of a trailer hitch, a big round ass, 44dd saggy tits like Christy Canyon that still produced milk and always wished I was a girl.

I sat on the bed next to Tracey as my mom opened the case and pulled out a razor and foam. She the proceeded to shave my lower body. A half hour later she was done and ordered me to stand. I did as she handed me a hot pink thong out. Tracey grabbed my cock and pulled it between my legs and taped it to my thigh. I put on the panties and was handed a lacy bra, fake boobs and put them on. Next my mom pulled out a little red dress, I pulled it up and was ready for makeup. Tracey grabbed the razor and shaved my face. Next she applied the makeup, and a blonde wig. "Come here you little sluty girl," Mom said, and put a leash and collar on me. Next my mom and Tracey left me in the cell so they could go get dressed. They returned half an hour later, my mom was dressed in a suit with a fake mustache, Tracey was in a tiny pink dress with a rather large strapon on. "You my bitch now," Tracey said, as she grabbed my collar and put a blindfold on.

An hour later the blind fold was removed and I saw what looked like a fantasy lesbian/bi/gay bar. I swallowed hard as Tracey and my mom led me into the bar and to a both in the corner. We sat down and ordered drinks, the cutest little server took our order. She had on a tank top that made her pointy tits look yummy, had on a tan skirt that gave her booty the perfect little waddle. She gave me a wink as she left, but Tracey grabbed my collar and pulled me under the table. She unveiled the big red strapon and forced my mouth onto it. My ass was sticking out the end of the booth as I sucked, the server smacked my ass with moms approval as she return with more drinks. A few minutes later a tall blonde slut came and sat next to my mom and they began to flirt. She had long blonde hair in a pony tail, big full lips had the body of a volleyball player. I couldn’t help but imagine what it would be like to burry my face between her thick thigh as I sucked Tracey’s cock. The blonde and my mom retired to the bathroom together, then the server sat next to sis and began to flirt and inquire about me. "He is my bitch of a little brother, Tracey said. The server giggled at her answer, "does he suck anything besides cock," she asked. Tracey smacked my face and said, "Get ready to suck something with some actual blood flow." She handed my leash to the serve named Jordan, and she pulled me under her skirt. There I saw a freshly shaved pussy, with the biggest dark pussy lips I had ever seen. I suck on each lip for what seem like an eternity, I the fingered her butt as I moved to licking between the lips. She screamed as pussy juice sprayed in my mouth and on my face. She pulled me up from under the table, and saw the mascara running down my cheeks, she laughed. Jordan then grabbed my fake boobs and began to lick my face, in the mean time Tracey was up Jordan tank top giving her nipples a pinch. After a few more minutes of licking and pinching Jordan left to go get our food, so I went to the ladies bathroom to fix my makeup. When I returned my mom and her new friend and Tracey we eating. My plate was no where to be found on the table. Tracey grabbed my leash and pulled under the table again, but under he skirt was the red dildo in a hot dog bun cover in vomit, snot and spit. I dove into the best hot dog ever, and out of the corner of my eye I saw the blondes thick thighs open as she placed an empty cup between. I return to the top of the table and the blonde handed me the cup, "Drink up little slut," she said. So I gulped it down in a matter of seconds. Jordan returned and sat with us the rest of the evening, I was passed from pussy to pussy licking each one to a ragging orgasm. I had one more public humiliation as Tracey pulled me on her lap pulled my thong aside and shoved the dildo in my mangina. I screamed as loud as I ever had and a few people next to us laughed at me. We were then asked to leave, so all five us retired back to the ranch. Tracey and I were returned to our cell along with the Blonde who’s name is Jennifer and Jordan. I’m not sure what happened the rest of the evening.

The Limo Driver part 2

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THE LIMO DRIVER-part 2

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    Bonnie woke up feeling good and she thought about how much money she had made from the three guys. She also thought about the satisfaction she had gotten from them too. She got up did her coffee, brushed her teeth and jumped into the shower like every morning. But this morning was a different da

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y cause she had the day off.

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    Wondering what she was going to do on her day off. She toweled herself off and went to the kitchen to get her coffee. She was on her third cup when the phone rang. It was her boss and she only thought he wanted her to work, so she answered the phone anyway.

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    It was her boss and he wanted her to work, cause it was a special request for her to drive. But the good thing was it wasn't until tonight they had requested her. Her boss told her the people paid double for her to be the driver. Something about one of the ladies was told about her from her brother.

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    She was wondering if it was one of the three guys from the other night, who had told his sister about her. And why would she pick a woman. Bonnie didn't understand it, but thought if she is getting paid double time for this. That she was going to do it and make more money.

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    She went through her day wondering most of the day about the job tonight. Even when she went to the store to buy food for the week. She just couldn't get her mind off of why would a bunch of women want her to drive and not some good-Looking guy. Most times when she thought about it, she ended up smiling cause she was going to make the big money again.

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    That's why the men who drove the other Limo's didn't like her at all. She always got the big tippers and good jobs. She wasn't the one who calls in and requests her, she just does her job.

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    She came into work early in anticipation of or maybe curious about these women. She checked out her car and the boss came over to her and said “ you’re my best and most requested driver, so therefore you are going to get the brand new Limo that came in today.

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    She got really excited because the other guys at work told her she would never get the new one when it came in. There are guys who have been there a lot longer and expected to be assigned the new car. And now they are going to be more pissy towards her. But what the hell she feels she has deserved it working more hours then most of them and never turning down the boss when her asks her to work.

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    She transferred all her stuff from her old car to the new one with all the guys’ there staring holes in her. This was a double stretch limo and it had everything in it. She thought how much better could it get then being the boss’s number 1 driver.

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    Bonnie drover to the pick up point and waited. One by one the women showed up. Val was the sister of jack, one of the three guys who showed her a great time and paid her really well. Val was explaining to her that her brother told her all about Bonnie and how she had showed them a good time and all.

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    Bonnie was wondering if jack had told his sister about the sex too. Cause Val never said anything about it. And Bonnie wasn’t going to say anything to get jack in any trouble either.

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    When all six women were in the car, they had Bonnie drive them to the Wiltshire Belmont Hotel for a business meeting with reps from all over the country. She had to sit and wait for 2 hours until they were done.

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    When the women came out they all looked a little pissed about something. Bonnie asked Val if everything was all right and Val told Bonnie that the men had them mad. That the men made them feel like they were idiots and stole their ideals.

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    Donna, another one of the women wanted to know where they could go to use men around here. Bonnie had just the plan; it’s were she was going to go to tonight on her night off.

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    Bonnie just smiled as she drove them to a club where tonight it an all male revue. The women got real excited and told Bonnie she is the best. Val asked bonnie if she wants to hang out with them all night and she will be paying anyway.

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    Bonnie called her boss to find out if she can do another all nighter. Her boss tells her Val is the one paying and if she wants to pay you until next week, it’s fine with him. Val also agreed to pay the car bill and any other bill Bonnie incurs.

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    Bonnie thought what a job and followed the other women into the club. They watched all the men do their strip acts and got themselves all worked up. Then sitting there after the show having a few more drinks. They had several guys approach them wanting to join them. Most of the women still pissed from work told the guys to fuck off.

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    Bonnie got a kick out of hanging with these ladies and realized that she doesn’t get to go out with other women. She thought that she should do this more often.

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    The women wanted to leave and go to a store to buy some liquor before returning to the hotel they are staying at. So Val talked to the local women and talked them into staying at the hotel all together.

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  Two of the three local women called home and told their better halves that the had to work all night on this project from work and they were going to do that at the Townsend Hotel where the other women are staying.

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    Bonnie drove to the liquor store and the women went in and got all types of booze. Then Bonnie drove then to the Townsend and parked the car. She followed the others up to the room on the 8th floor. Then they all went in the room laughing and talking about it’s going to be a slumber party.

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    Janet said she had extra PJ’s and if anyone wants to use them its fine. So everyone followed Janet into her bedroom and seen all baby-Doll’s. Each one picks out these really skimpy nighties and undressed; only to put these little see-through’s on

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    They were all still talking about the male strippers and how Bonnie was a genius for taking them there. And how they put those ass hole men in their places for trying to pick them up.

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    Bonnie looked around the room to see there were two bedrooms in this suite. And a kitchen with an icemaker, she thought how cool was this. The company they work for pays for this too.

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    Val and Janet said what do you girls want, while they were mixing drinks. And Val suggested they play some drinking games and have fun. All the other girls agreed and the party was going.

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    After about two hours of heavy drinking they decided to play strip poker between them selves. They were all on their way to being drunk by now anyway. So they sat around the table and started playing. Bonnie thought this was so much fun hanging out with these women like this.

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    When it got down to two women, Bonnie and Janet had only their panties left on. Val wanted to play another game, everyone is dealt the same amount of card and they turn them over one by one, like the game of war. But this game the one with the lowest number is told to do something by the one with the highest number.

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    So they agreed to play this game and Donna got the highest and Bonnie got the lowest. Donna dared Bonnie to French kiss Janet. So bonnie moved over beside Janet and threw her arms around Janet and started kissing her, then the big French kiss.

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    They were all naked except for Janet and Bonnie who only had their panties on. So Val won the next hand and she dare Donna who lost to pull off Janet and Bonnie’s panties with her teeth. Donna went to Janet first and Janet lifted herself to make it easier for Donna to do the deed. Then Donna went to Bonnie to do the same. But she was laughing so hard that she fell into Bonnie’s crotch.

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    They continued playing and having a great time with all kind of dares. Until Janet won and dared Val to lick Bonnie’s pussy. Bonnie feeling out of place with this one just sat there and couldn’t believe they had dared Val to do that. She thought what am I going to do, I never had a women touch me down there before.

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    Bonnie was drunk and thought the hell with it, she lost and that’s what she has to do. Val leaned down and started licking Bonnie’s pussy. She would lick up across the clit and back down and push her tongue into Bonnie’s hole. God this feels great Bonnie thought.

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    Val kept this up for more then a few minutes before the others started complaining that she is doing it too long. So Val has another game to play now. Lets put bonnie on the table and show her the gratitude for showing us a good time. They all agreed that this is what should be done.

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    As Bonnie lay there with these women all around her licking and sucking on every part of her body, she starts moaning and panting like mad. Janet is sucking on her clit, while Val is tongue fucking her ass. This is driving Bonnie crazy and she is getting close to an orgasm.

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    Then Bonnie feels something over her, it’s Tammy and she is now sitting on Bonnie’s face. Bonnie starts licking Tammy’s cunt and she is rocking back and forth over Bonnie’s face. Bonnie is feels the orgasm hitting her and her tongue is like a weed wacker on Tammy’s pussy now.

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    Bonnie lets loose and starts Cumming a big one, while bucking and shaking the whole time. Janet licks her clit at a hundred miles an hour now trying to make Bonnie have the big one. While Val is pushing her tongue deeply into Bonnie’s ass.

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    Meanwhile Donna brings some vibrators and dildos out of the bedroom and they start using them on Bonnie and each other. Cause by now all the women are horny as hell and wants to lick, suck and fuck each other.

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    Donna straps on a 10-inch dildo and Val moves away for the show. She then puts some lubricant on it and rubs it all over like she is jerking off a cock. Then she pulls Bonnie’s legs up and pushes at her ass with this dildo. Donna pushes harder and forces it in Bonnie’s ass. Bonnie lets out a whine, because she has never had anything over 5 inches in there before.

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    After a few minutes of taking her time, Donna starts driving her hips pushing the dildo deeper into Bonnie’s ass. By now Bonnie is liking it and fucking back at Donna. Now Janet reaches down between Bonnie’s legs and inserts an 8-inch vibrator with the flicker on it. This flicker reaches up to the clit and tickles it back and forth while the vibrator is doing its job inside of Bonnie.

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    About now this is driving Bonnie crazy and with girls sucking on each of her tits she is about to explode with pleasure. Oh God is all she kept saying while the other women kept up with what they were doing.

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    Bonnie started shaking and jerking around on the table, this excited the other women and they went harder and faster on Bonnie.

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    Bonnie thought she would never stop Cumming with hoe the others were pleasuring her. She felt like there was no energy left in her body. She has never in her life ever cum like that before.

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    Now it was Janet’s turn for the same, as each one of them suck, like and fuck Janet’s whole body. They kept it up until Janet was rocking, shaking and jerking around like a fish out of water.

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    Each one had there turn on each other, until they all had the big one on that table. Then they decided to partner up with one or two of the others. This made Bonnie horny again.

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    Janet and Val wanted Bonnie for themselves and went into the bedroom together. They all three climbed on the bed and started kissing each other. As Bonnie was kissing Janet, Val went down on her once again and was fingering her ass and licking her cunt. Janet went down to Bonnie’s breasts and started licking and sucking each one over and over.

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    Then Janet strapped on the 8-inch dildo while Val put on the 10 inch one. Janet shoved the 8-inch dildo up Bonnie’s ass and then Val shoved the 10 inch one into her pussy. They started rocking with the same tempo and kept up this rhythm for some time, causing Bonnie to have several more orgasms.

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    Val pulled it out and went up to Bonnie’s mouth and she opened her mouth with pleasure. Janet then reached around Bonnie and started rubbing her clit. Val was now pushing her dildo down into Bonnie’s throat and making bonnie deep throat this big fake cock.

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    This was a big turn on for all three of them and with the dildo’s strapped on; it was rubbing their clits also. They all were Cumming over and over again.

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    Then Janet unstrapped the dildo and put it on Bonnie. Bonnie just decided to return the favor and started butt-fucking Janet as hard as she could. Val pushed her dildo up in Janet’s pussy and began fucking her with it.

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    Bonnie reached around Janet and was playing with her nice tits, while Val was kissing up and down on Janet’s neck. Up to her mouth and frenching her, then back down her neck to where Bonnie was playing to lick the nipples.

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    They kept going for a while until they felt it was Val’s turn to get fucked. So Janet and Bonnie switched dildo’s and Bonnie got her chance to kiss Val. She watched how Val had done Janet and tried to do likewise. Kissing up to her mouth, then work her tongue down the neck to Janet’s big tits. Licking and sucking on each one, then back up. All the while pumping the dildo that’s strapped to her in and out of Janet’s sweet hotbox.

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    When they had done each other over and over they decided it was time for bed. But Bonnie had other plans as she walked into the other bedroom.

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    Bonnie entered the bedroom and seen two bodies doing a sixty-nine. She went to the end of the bed and lowered her head down to Tammy’s ass. She wondered what it would taste like sticking her tongue into another women’s ass. So she forced her tongue into Tammy’s ass and Tammy went wild with excitement.

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    Tammy started bucking wildly and having a really big orgasm While Donna and Bonnie were fucking her holes with their tongues.

After Bonnie knew that Tammy was done, she moved around the other side of Donna and drove her tongue into Donna’s ass.

 Donna started having a big one now and as she was shaking hard, Bonnie drove her tongue in deeper.

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    Donna fell over off of Tammy and they told Bonnie that they had to fuck her now. Tammy strapped on a dildo, while Donna grabbed a vibrator and started going to town on Bonnie. Donna was up high enough for Bonnie to suck her tits while these two were ravishing her pussy and ass. Cause Tammy was pounding Bonnie’s ass really hard about now. And Donna was running the vibrator in and out of Bonnie’s cunt and running it up over her clit at times.

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    Bonnie exploded again and fell over on the bed with exhaustion. Only to wake up in the morning with Tammy eating her pussy. And Donna sucking and licking on her tits.

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    Wow what a way to wake up to, being done by these two women in her sleep, she thought. So she just lay back and enjoy this morning alarm clock.

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    After she had her orgasm, she felt she needed to show her gratitude back at these beautiful women who showed her a great time.

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    So she went down on both Tammy and Donna. She had them put their Asses together and hold their legs back with their arms. Bonnie got in between them and licked down one pussy and licked up the other. She was at this for about 15 minutes, until Janet came in and called the others.

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    Janet said look at this girl she is like a pro at this showing them new ways to lick each others pussy’s. As the others gathered around to watch Bonnie lick and suck on Tammy and Donna at the same time.

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    Bonnie also had a hand on each of the girl’s tits and was playing with them. Her tongue ran down across one clit flicking her tongue at it, to the hole. In and out of the hole, down across the ass hole and over to the other ass hole and sticking her tongue in the pussy as it went by up to the clit and repeating this over and over.

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    This made the girls get more excited as they felt it and watched what they could. And before long both Tammy and Donna were Cumming, with lots of the juices flowing out of them. Bonnie was of course lapping up every drop of cum from these ladies.

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    Bonnie got up and told all the girls she must shower and go to get the limo back before her boss shits himself. They all laughed and agreed that it would be best.

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    When Bonnie was ready to leave, when the women each in turn told her they were glad she was their driver and when they come back they will hire only her to be the driver again. Each one gave her cash for a tip and she shoved it in her pocket, as not to give a bad impression of her.

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     She went to the lobby and out to the limo to drive back to the shop. When she got into the car she counted her money’s to see how much they gave her.

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    She had fifties and hundreds all in a ball where she shoved it in her pocket. After she got it all out and organized, she counted two thousand three hundred.

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    Wow she said, these women were great and man this is going to be a good day today.

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    Bonnie drove back to the shop with a big smile on her face. And thought that no matter what the guys think of her at work, she knows she is her boss’s best driver. Cause none of the others even come close to what she makes now.

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    She drops the limo off and goes home, still thinking about the night before.

Exploring April part IV

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          When April and I went to bed she had just been through one of the most exciting nights of her life.  She be ordered to perform nude on the stage, forced to climax in front of strangers, then fucked vaginally and anally by a machine that made her orgasm over and over all while experiencing her first taste of female pussy.  She, having pleasured and licked the juices from multiple women and done it all amid the cheers and encouragement of the crowd, she was over excited and wanted to talk.

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mso-spacerun: yes">  Unfortunately after watching her for hours I was so horny I had to fuck her and do it soon.  So I laid her down in the bed and fucked her sweet pussy until I was about ready to explode then quickly transferred to her mouth giving her swallow after swallow of my sticky seed. 

          Knowing how long I’d waited to fuck her and that I couldn’t be happy with just having cum once, she sucked me until I was well on my way to another climax and then turned over her hands separating her round butt checks and presenting me her ultra-tight asshole.  I wasted no time in placing my cock still wet form her mouth all the way to my balls in her anal passage.  I fucked her long and hard her cries of pleasure mingling with my sighs of exertion until at last I pulled out.  She spun about the sucked my cock fresh from her ass, into her mouth and moments later she was struggling to gulp down a second load. 

          Exhausted I laid back and we began to visit about her day.  April thought she might have had 15 orgasms that evening.  She told me about eating those wonderful women at the bar and how powerful it made her feel to make them cum.  She also told me about her long-term fantasy regarding her female neighbor, Carol. 

Carol was a single attorney who lived next door and raised horses.  It seems she’d tried a couple of times to land Carol in bed and things had gotten close, but never quite happened.  Once she and the neighbor had, in the course of a Saturday afternoon of girl talk and adult beverages had stripped to the waist and compared breasts.  Carol’s breasts were large and she been excited as April had touched her tits and playfully tugged at her nipples as they hardened with arousal and Carol had started moaning in pleasure.  At that point April had been sure they were going to make love together.  She’d lowered her head and just as she started sucking on Carol’s sweet sensitive tips the doorbell rang with the overnight deliveryman and the mood was completely lost as the scrambled to find clothes and answer the door.   Tonight, at the bar, she’d explored some other women’s genitalia.  This was a great first time experience but what she longed for more that anything else was to play with another woman’s breasts.  

          “Well, there’s nothing we can do tonight so go to sleep. However the next time you see her I order you to try and have sex no matter how aggressive you have to be.  You’ve been submissive now you must learn to dominate another as well.”

          When I awoke next it was early morning and in the predawn light I could hear heavy rain, which made no sense given a temperature in the 20’s.  Creeping from bed I looked out at a magical, but dangerous sight.  Trees bowed to the ground and ice covered everything ranging in thickness from ½ inch to 1 inch thick.  I could hear snaps and cracks as limbs and even whole trees failed under the strain. 

Sliding back under the covers April’s naked back was facing me and reached over cupping her breast, the nipple hardening instantly, encouraging me to twist it gently, which was rewarded with a sleepy moan.  I began working both nipples tugging and twisting and as her arousal built I manipulated them quite roughly pinching them very painfully and pulling them out from her chest, my strong hands bringing gasps of both arousal and discomfort. 

          My cock had sprung to life and with her butt right there I soon entered her dripping vagina. After several minutes of sleepy thrusting she reached back and guided my soaked member in line with her back passage, whispering, “Here!”

          I forced myself into her steamy rear end and her hand disappeared between her legs masturbating wildly.  In just moments she started to cum sliding up and down on my shaft wildly forcing every think inch I had in and out of her back door.    I came less than five minutes later and we both immediately fell asleep in that same position

          About two hours later I awoke to find the head of still semi-stiff organ still just inside her anus and her body moving, trying to thrust, her hands were evidently still in place near her clit and were rubbing her pleasure center vigorously.  I cooperated with her movements and soon was hard and happily sliding up her ass, fucking her anally for the third time in less than 6 hours.  At length till she shuddered in yet another climax, but I had to take a rain check for my orgasm.  I had not trouble attaining an erection but was just too beat to get off

          We finally got up around noon surprised to find we still had electricity given the heavy ice conditions.  We lit a fire in the living room fireplace then headed to the shower where we had a good time playing feely, grabby while washing each other but we were hungry so we dried off and stood by the fire, warm, naked and happy.  The flames lit up her shaved vulva and entire area pink from the hot water and my cock responded with a instant erection.   She smiled.  “We’ll take care of later I promise.” She told my organ and leaned down to take it in her mouth for a couple of moments.

Still nude we headed into the kitchen where I began cooking omelets while she brewed so coffee.  I delighted in seeing her naked form.  We had not even begun eating when she looked out the window and saw a heavily clad figure work their way carefully up the icy steps toward the door.  I was shocked when he ran to the door and opened it wide inviting whoever to come in with both of us standing there stark naked!  There was absolutely nothing else for me to do, but go with the flow and in just seconds a very attractive woman in her late thirties or early forties entered the room behind April. 

“Tom, this is Carol my neighbor.”

Carol looked at me her eyes lingering on my cock still semi-erect.  I could tell she was trying to figure out what was going on and so was I. Worse, having a lovely woman checking out my organ was erotic in a oddly embarrassing way and I was getting even larger as if my organ wanted to show off for her.   “I didn’t realize I was interrupting anything, “Carol gushed turning a shade redder that the cold had already made her cheeks, her eyes rarely leaving my now stiffening dick. 

“It’s ok Carol.  I should have warned you.  Tom and I spent most of the night fucking and we hadn’t quite gotten around to finding some clothes.”

“I couldn’t believe April’s blunt comments about our having sex, but Carol interjected to April, “You didn’t tell me you were dating anyone.”

“I’m not.  Tom is an old, old friend from my college days.  He’s been helping o explore my sexuality, but that can wait.  What’s going on with you this morning?”

“I lost power in the ice storm so I fed the horses this morning and when I glanced up the hill and saw you had lights decided to come up and visit.  I should have called first.”  She said glancing once more at my now straining manhood, the purple head engorged and pointed at her like a weapon waiting to impale her.. 

“Carol you are soaked to the skin from the rain.” April interrupted.  “Come take a shower.  Tom can make another omelet for you and I’ll get you a robe or something for you top put on while Tom and I will get covered so you’ll be more comfortable.”

“That’s sweet but you can stall naked if you want. It really kink of erotic looking at you two and knowing you just did it and you took that thing inside you.”  Then she smiled at me and followed April to the bathroom amid a sudden flood of girl talk I heard April say, “in the ass.” So I guess she was getting filled in on exactly how I filler her. 

When April returned she had thrown on a extra large sweater that almost covered her ass, but her but buttocks were exposed a couple of inches as was her shaved pussy.  Socks were on her feet.  She brought me a pair of boxers.  I could hear water running and April leaned close and whispered that this might be the time to fuck Carol if she was willing.  I said nothing just reached for a April’s slit and found her absolutely soaking with arousal at the very thought.  So I nodded and turned the omelet.

When Carol came back when was wearing April’s terry cloth robe, but she wasn’t being any too careful about how she tied it.  Hence she was providing us a very nice view of her cleavage, an act that did nothing to calm my cock down. Thankfully we sat down to eat and marveled at the winter wonderland of ice outside.

After we’d gotten used to each other April gave Carol a brief and relatively tame overview of our recent sex life explaining that she’d always want to be tied up and forced, “you know the old rape fantasies we all have but don’t really want to have come true.  Tom provides me the safety net to explore that which I’d never want to experience and couldn’t if it wasn’t for the fact I so completely trust him to look after my welfare while he uses me.  So I guess you’d say we’re lovers, but we aren’t trying to fall in love just enjoying the pleasures we can share.”

“My God April!  I’d no idea you were such a slut!”

“We all are deep down.  When was the last time you had sex?”

“Carol hesitated for a moment.  But April bore down relentlessly.  I know it’s been a while, because you can’t just settle for anybody when you are looking for true love and one-night-stands are almost never satisfying.  There are only a few men like Tom who know how to pleasure a woman’s body until you’re ready to die and then takes you even farther and is willing to do it without a love relationship.  When was the last time you had sex?”

Carol looked at the floor and finally whispered, “more than a year.”

April didn’t back off, but when on.  “Believe me I know what it is like to want it so badly, but not being willing to settle for just anybody.  When was the last time sex truly satisfied you?”

“Never.”  There were tears now and April was out of her seat holding the sobbing woman’s head to her chest and comforting her gently. 
            “Never?”

“Not really.  Oh I’ve cum a few times with some men, but usually they just climb on top and flail away for a couple of minutes leaving me barely aroused, let alone satisfied.”

“Then let us show you how to really enjoy yourself.  Come and sit with us in front of the fire and we’ll stop anytime you don’t like it.”

I wondered what she would do after all she was being propositioned by her girlfriend and a man she’d never laid eye’s on before this morning.  Carol stood and looked at us. I thought she was going to leave, but it was impossible to judge her expression.  Then she untied the robe dropped it from her shoulders and walked naked into the living room settling on the floor in the warmth of the fire. 

April and I followed amazed at her delectable body and her willingness to try.  April went over to the kitchen cupboard and got out a ceramic dish.  Pouring oil into the dish she carried into the living room placing as near the fire as she could on the hearth.  We both stripped naked as Carol sat watching us and then, we sat on either side of her and picked up a foot apiece as she rested her back against the sofa her feet extended towards the fire.  Dipping our fingers into rapidly warming oil we began to carefully, sensuously rub her feet soon bringing pleasure-full sighs and moans form Carol’s lips, her breathing deepening, her large, round breasts rising and falling in time, her nipples crinkling and hardening anticipating the touch of sex that had hardly begun. 

After some time we took more oil and with the now warm liquid began working up her calves then her knees and finally her thighs being careful to brush very close to, but never quite making solid contact with her inner sex.  Her hips began arching upward trying to gain our attention for her sex, but we continued to play dumb for a number of minutes and then at last we began to pull apart her outer lips exposing the pink inner lips and her mysterious female wetness that had become a sheathing caldron, her soaking labia testifying to her highly inflamed state. April ran her fingers through Carol’s slit brushing skillfully over her clit and forcing a grateful cry of pleasure from Carol’s lips. And then we moved on getting her to lay flat and working our way up her belly lingering on her pubic mound and eventually finding our way to her breasts where I backed off and worked the arms and shoulders while April enjoyed those large, yet firm round breasts.

April just didn’t give up, she rubbed and pulled and twisted, then licked and sucked the pink nipples until Carol was nearly frantic and still April continued.  Carol was massively aroused by this point and April was working her responsive nipples with real passion almost brutally manipulating them bringing a stream on nearly continual sounds as Carol’s body discovered the joys it had been missing.  I’ve no idea how long we would be able to maintain this level of stimulus with our own rapidly arousing state, but Carol solved the dilemma by climaxing from the nipple play alone gasping and crying her head rolling from side to side in the agony and ecstasy of an earth–shattering orgasm.

April then climbed atop her in the six-nine position.  Pulling Carol’s legs back April offered me Carol’s hot and willing hole.  My cock seemed longer and thicker than ever as I entered the tight, rarely used opening and began thrusting in as out in time with Carol’s cries of pleasure.  I could feel the woman begin to lift up and meet my thrusts then when she judged the time right April began using her mouth to bring Carol even more pleasure and before long I felt her cunt contracting in her second climax.  I fucked her hard and deep for another five minutes then April pulled me out and taking my hardness in her hand, redirected my cock to Carol’s tiny pink anal opening.

There are not word to portray Carol’s panic as she felt my thick cock spreading her puckered rosebud and dive deeper into her bowels.  “Please!  I never…”.  Then just when I was sure she would ask us to stop April sat upright and slapped Carol’s wet sex, causing a loud stinging whack with her hand and bringing a startled shriek from Carol.  When slap after slow slap on the wet excited tissue continued I sensed a response around my cock in her ass.  She now was welcoming my insertions gasping at the depth of the thrust then a short cry of pain and pleasure as April hit her sex with an open palm.  After about thirty sharps blows Carol began to cum screaming at the top of her lungs in pleasure.  When she came down to earth I pulled out and April sucked my stiff organ then I walked around to April’s rump her legs still straddling Carol’s face.  I looked down at her and placed my cock that had just violated her virgin asshole, at her lips, which she opened and eagerly sucked me in, then she realized the power of her position and guided me into April’s wet and willing pussy exclaiming her delight over the sight of a woman being fucked just inches from her face.  Hesitantly she reached up and began licking April’s wetness seeking her clitoris.  I pulled out and positioned myself at April’s anal pathway then jabbed myself forward impaling her on my aching pole and fucking her hard and deep until I was ready to explode with two writhing women under me eating each other’s pleasure centers in absolute lust.  When I could stand no more I pulled out and sprayed stream after stream of hot white love juice all over April’s groin and into Carol’s open and eager mouth.  I had climaxed a lot this weekend so thought there would be less fluid, but I shot our at least 12 or fifteen large streams over both women.

By now I was beat, but the girls clearly had more in them as we all cuddled together Carol commented.  So this is what Tom’s been helping you with.”

“Well not quite.” April replied.  “My tastes are a little more dramatic.  I like pain and Tom’s has been torturing my nipples and clit until I cum over and over.”

“You like that?

“No!  I love it!  It is so great to learn to climax while doing stuff that hurts.  It’s liberating actually.  I gain so much I can transfer to regular everyday sex.  Now if a guy is doing something I don’t like or maybe even hurts I can go along and climax anyway.”

“Come I told them I will show you what we do in a gentle way.”    

“Entering April’s bedroom I found her toys, some items recently purchased with the 500.00 dollars won at the club (the shopping trip was a story all it own.)  I brought back three sets of nipple clamps and the same soft athletic bandages April and I had previously used.  Taking a good look at their different heights, I had April move to first step facing downward and Carol standing on the floor facing up the stairs so their torso lined up perfectly.  The first two pairs of clamps I used to connect their nipples to each other.  Even though hers were not real tight Carol whimpered about the clamps, not a true submissive but gamely going along.  The last we a pair of vibrating nipple clamps that I carefully placed one on each other their clits.

“God!  I can take this.  It hurts!  It hurts! Carol cried out, but I told her to endure a couple of minutes. I oiled their chests playing with the clamped nipples and tugging the chains.  Then I had them hold hands and I wrapped their arms Carol’s right with April’s left and reverse on the other side.  By the time I got to the upper arms their oiled and clamped nipples were rubbing together.  Turning on the vibrating clamps I got the video camera and sat back to enjoy their suffering.  Soon they began to make noise and move the vibration on their clits driving them both wild.  Suddenly they began frantic French kissing and I heard April cum.  Then Carol began reaching for her own release, rubbing her nipples against April’s and grunting in her desperate need to climax, being able to only advance toward release one tiny fragment at a time, until at last, she went over the edge.

I left the girls there for another two more climaxes and then released them.  Carol sank exhausted to the sofa and sat there ginning stupidly.  “God I never know I could get pleasure this way.  Can you show me more?”

“Maybe later. I think the houses need their evening food and chores done so we’d better go.”  I assured her, and so we dressed and headed out into the winter storm for Carol’s house. 

 Part 5 to come

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A Fate Worse Than Death

rolf palsy on Erotic Poems

 A Fate Worse Than Death - Chapter 01

 That last punch literally popped one of my eyes out of my head. It was now dangling from its socket, giving me a very interesting view of my cigarette burned tits, both of which were missing their nipples compliments of the butane torch that had been used to turn them into a pair of charred lumps of cooked meat before the Red soldier with the pliers ripped what was left of them from my squeezies. The torch was then used once more to cauterize the wounds. Why I'll never know, we zombies don't bleed, never had, never will. My reaction to all of this was not exactly what my torturers were expecting, but hell, we zombies don't have much feeling; that's not our fault.

 Allow me to introduce myself; I'm Mariah 377, manufactured in O

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ctober 2072, too late, it turned out, to be of any influence on the final resolution of Civil War 3 that finally settled matters for good. I, like a few of the more advanced Mariah models, have a small but succinct history of the former United States of America implanted in my memory files to act as a guide for why I was doing what I had been programmed to do.

 Believe it or not, my main function is to strike terror into the hearts of our enemies, the Red state people, through guerrilla warfare and terrorist activities.  Unfortunately they won the best two out of three falls and my purpose no longer has meaning. However that has nothing to do with carrying out my prime directive.

 Civil War 2 broke out shortly after a cloned Right, Connors 5, was declared president of the USA by the Supreme Court, after the hotly contested election of 2052 that had brought out nearly three-quarters of the newly qualified voters as decided by the Supreme Court in its landmark decision in the case of Bilbo vs Obama. The judicial writ effectively disenfranchised ninety percent of the current US population. Only those who met one of the following set of qualifications were declared fit to cast ballots in any national election.

 A qualified voter had to be worth at least ten million dollars, as determined by the IRS, a member of the upper three levels of corporate management for organizations with annual sales in excess of ten billion dollars, a baptized member of the US Church of the Crusader, members of Congress and their immediate families, those made voters by Congressional action and members of the US Army of Freedom, which was currently carrying out campaigns on three continents. Once it became common knowledge that the cloned Right, Connors 5, was none other than a physically improved version of Connors 2, it was all over as far as who would provide the leadership for the USA in future generations.

 Of interest, Connors 3, the brother of Connors 2, was the last US president to be fettered by the 22nd Amendment, since repealed. He was forced to end his tenure in 2021. He in turn was succeeded in office by his brother, Connors 4, who held the office of US President for thirty-two years, despite a number of severely debilitating illnesses, which caused him to be put on a ventilator and kept alive via a feeding tube, until he was well past one hundred years of age.

 During the final eleven years of his term in office, the acting president of the country, in reality, was his much younger wife  who he had wed shortly before taking office. You talk about poetic justice. It was the election of 2012 when the opposition party ran a woman against Connors 3, that effectively destroyed them as a political force, ultimately paving the way for the Right Party to take over totally. It was during the term of Connors 4 that the Right Party became the official political organization of the nation, selecting candidates for the various national offices that went on the official ballot used for all national elections.

 In 2054, three Blue states located on the Pacific Coast of the USA declared their intention of seceding from the nation. Negotiations between them and the national government failed, leading to a brief but decisive war, which left the three Blue states in radioactive ruins. Prior to the actual war, over ten million people with Red state leanings were allowed to migrate into the adjoining Red states. It became quite obvious to the national government that a land war would only play into the seceding states' hands after a disastrous campaign that cost them upwards of fory thousand casualties in the first month of the war.

 Although these particular Blue states had a significant population and a powerful economic infrastructure, not to mention approximately one hundred nuclear weapons located on various air bases, they were no match for the number of nuclear weapons that were launched from silos in various nearby Red states. Unfortunately the collateral damage to adjacent Red states was horrendous since the winds were blowing west to east during most of this period. The entire populations of eleven Red states were effectively eliminated, including the ten million folks who had been allowed to leave before the conflict began.

 In one of those quirky twists that happens on occasion, Blue state survivors attempted to migrate into Mexico, but were turned back by the Mexican army supported by the national militias of Texas and Oklahoma. During this turbulent  period, Connors 5 took this opportunity to successfully attack and effectively obliterate France with a suite of nuclear, chemical and biological weapons. The rest of Europe quicklydeclared their neutrality in any conflict involving internal USA issues. This action also silenced the complaints of the Canadian government concerning the loss of the city of Vancouver, which was taken out by accident by nukes targeted for Seattle.

 Connors 5, who had been appointed President of the USA for life by the Congress, which now consisted of only members of the Church of the Crusader, plus a few token representatives of the surviving Blue states, declared the remaining Blue states to be in a state of rebellion and Civil War 3 began in  2069. The number of nuclear weapons used by both sides was small in most cases with only an occasional city buster utlilized to remove such problem areas as New York and Boston. Unfortunately a few large Red state city populations such as St Louis and Atlanta were also eliminated in this manner. What turned the tide for the Red states was their ability to use clones to effectively overwhelm Blue state armies, and excise portions of the population deemed to be enemies of the Church of the Crusader.

 The overuse of chemical and biological weapons, plus poor battle management strategy on both sides finally resulted in a United States of America that consisted of only portions of six Southern states. The western border ended at Dallas, Tulsa was the northern limit, a rebuilt New Orleans the southern and the relatively small city of Dothan in Alabama was the eastern flank of what now was the USA. The new USA capital was located in Jackson, Mississippi.

 All people of color were forcibly relocated outside of the boundaries of the nation. Those who could, volunteered to become members of the Army of Freedom, which was still holding its own in Africa and South America, but had taken substantial losses in Asia. The remaining population that had been expelled was forced to make the trek south to Central America and beyond in an effort to find an area that could support them.

 Zombies such as myself and Elijah 47 were lost in the shuffle when the enforced racial purification started in what used to be the deep South. We have some very unique characteristics and capabilities. I find it oddly amusing, that is if I had a sense of humor, that both sides chose to develop ultimate weapons that they originally ridiculed or attempted to eliinate entirely. After all Connors 2 was four square against cloning for any purpose, yet there he was, a reborn clone himself. How strange is that? I guess his people were a lot more pragmatic than they were given credit for being. Without clones they not only didn't have a viable Connors to bring forward in 2052, they never would have won Civil War 3 so clearly.

 On the other side of that coin why would the high tech folk of the Blue states home in on voodoo as the spring board for the technology that produced the "zombies", an unstoppable force capable of endless cycles of reconstitution under all but the most stressing circumstances? Had the war lasted another year, the zombies might have tipped the balance since they were unmatched in guerrilla warfare, and were considered by friend and foe alike as the ultimate terrorists.

 All I know for sure about the process that resulted in my creation was that it involved a unique mineral found only in certain portions of Africa and the use of lightning to catalize it, causing the inert protoplasm to become animated. This for some reason that I truly do not understand infuriates those who profess to believe in an entity that created them , but not me. Getting back to my subject, it was a bizarre coincidence that the principles that led to mass scaling of clones was also responsible for the protoplasm that was used in the creation of we zombies.

 In point of fact the creation of the living dead had been pulled off on occasion by African witch doctors who were lucky enough to be in the right place with the right chemical soup when lightning literally struck. Unfortunately, or perhaps fortunately, these poor creatures were unable to sustain life for more than a few days, but they sure raised hell during that period. This was the stuff of legends and the basis for the voodoo cults that took the magic of reanimating the dead to the New World. We are its ultimate result.

 The Blue state scientists gave us some very unique capabilities and over the top styling. I am so beautiful and well built, attributes that entice the male of the species that only something like fourteen percent of them capable of attaining an erection will not be moved to have sexual intercourse with me. These numbers have an uncertainty of plus or minus five percent. I prefer to believe the minus five percent numbers myself, based on my adventures over the past year.

 I stand one point eighty-eight meters tall, weigh approximately seventy kilos, despite the fact that I do not possess a skeleton support system, can bench press one hundred and fifty kilos twenty times and run the hundred meters in nine seconds flat. Giving me this sepia coloring was debated hammer and tongs for over six months before the first Mariah model rolled off the  assembly line. In actuality it tottered from the Lightning Chamber facility that had been set up in a secret location.

 Admittedly being a woman of color called attention to me, but that was the purpose once news got around about how deadly dangerous zombies such as I could be. The same argument held for the Elijah model as well, only he was as black as the ace of spades to not only terrify the Red staters, but also to evoke those deep seated forbidden feelings in members of the white female population.

 We are almost impossible to kill provided you don't know the trick to making any reconstitution an impossibility. During the first three months that we operated in Red state territory we lived high off the hog, so to speak. Our casualties were less than five percent, naturally all of them permanent kills, occurring by accident in all cases. We were responsible for well over three thousand deaths; damned few ever got away with just a missing limb. This may not sound lke much, but by this time the total Red state population was hovering around five million, still substantially larger than that of the Blue states.

 The Blue state commanders were planning on releasing upwards of five thousand zombies over the next year. Based on a projected kill ratio of three hundred to one, it wouldn't take long to reduce the total population of the Red states by nearly thirty percent, at which time they would be prepared to release another ten thousand to finish off the Red states permanently.

 Two things got in the way of this optimistic projection. The  Red state folks found our Achilles' heel,  but we might have survived that. However when coupled with the destruction of the manufacturing facility caused by a barrage of tactical nukes fired from the remaining US Army of Freedom missile submarine lying off shore just a few miles from the Lightning Chamber, we were cooked. As the old saying goes, the rest was history. This is when my personal story begins to get interesting, in a sick sort of way.

   ( To be continued - rolf palsy )

First Night--part 1

Thorny Rose on BDSM Stories

His hand lifted her chin to look sternly into her eyes. Her body and soul quivered with pleasure at the edge of command in His voice, "Unless given express permission, you are not to speak. Nod if you understand this." She eagerly nodded her head.

"Very good. Now, spread your legs and place your hands behind your head. Stand up straight!" A flicker of appreciation gleamed in His eyes at her instant compliance.

He began to slowly circle her body, touching her here and there: a fingernail raked up her spine, fingertips circled lightly on her ass cheeks, her nipples were rolled between thumb and forefinger. She felt a sharp sense of loss each time a touch stopped, even as her body tensed in anticipation, wondering where the

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next would land. Her breathing became labored; her heart raced; her nipples tightened; her face flushed a dusky rose. Soft muffled whimpers came from her, as she tightly pressed her lips together, knowing that she must not speak. Moisture was forming between her legs, and she knew that He knew it.

His even, steady gaze caused her to shudder as it noted each of her reactions to His every touch. He was, she knew, learning her responses, watching what made her body shudder and fires of raw need course through her veins..

He placed His fingers under her chin and looked deeply into her eyes; her lids dropped over the green orbs as she trembled violently. Sure now of His power in her mind, He pulled an armless chair to sit in front of her. Without a word, he grasped her by the waist and pulled her over his knees. He smiled at the sharp intake of breath. He savored her vulnerable position, devouring her with His eyes. He watched her quiver with anticipation, noticing the subtle thrusting of her buttocks upward--the very invitation He had been waiting for. CRACK!! His hand fell; she gave a small, muffled cry but bore the blow without flinching. CRACK--the other cheek this time. Tears sprang to her eyes, as she bit down on her lower lip to keep herself from crying out, "Thank You, Sir!" His hand rose and fell in quickening tempo; her breathing became choked with hoarse sobs and moans. Moisture from her cunt seeped onto the leg of His pants. He felt the sweat begin to form beneath his hand on the small of her back. He sensed the straining in her muscles as her slender body writhed on His lap. "Give Me your left hand, little one," He said as He reached into the small bag beside the chair. He pulled her hand behind her back. "Now, the other hand, don't make Me wait." With her body precariously balanced over His knees, He expertly secured her wrists together with the rough hemp rope He had brought with Him. His hand curled into her hair and pulled her to her feet as He rose from the chair. He gave her a brief moment to steady herself on her feet before placing His hands behind His back. His eyes traveled up and down her body, assessing His pet: hair up in a loose topknot, emerald eyes wide, pupils dilated, face flushed, lips slightly parted, nipples erect, light sheen of sweat on her almost translucent skin. "Yes," He murmured to himself, "exactly as it should be."

There she stood, the position of her bound arms thrusting her breasts forward, her entire body tingling with the anticipation of what will come next. His gaze felt like a caress on her skin. A tiny whimper slipped past her lips as he picked up the riding crop from the table. "On your toes, little one. Now," with that edge of danger in His voice that so thrilled her. Rising on her toes, she struggled to stay upright with her hands bound behind her. The very tip of the crop fell onto her ass, the sensation making her sway. SSSSSSSSSWISH! The tip fell again, the sharp sting blending into the first. He brought the tip down onto her flesh harder and faster, enjoying the tiny rivulets of sweat that trickled down her neck and the stripes that marked her ass. Shifting slightly, He brought the crop down again--this time the full length cut across her already inflamed cheeks. Low moans and growls were coming from her throat. He stopped and noted her rigid posture, her every muscle straining for release. "No, little one. Not yet--you will not cum until I tell you. Nod if you understand Me." He watched her struggle to gain control over the sensations in her body as she nodded her head. "Good girl," He said, as He watched her muscles relax.

He watched her breasts rise and fall as her breath came in gasps. He noted the erectness of the nipples, the tiny gold rings that pierced them. He wondered how many clothespins He could fit on each one. Her body hummed with anticipation as the tip of the crop moved back and forth across her nipples. Waves of pleasure rippled through her body as He toyed with the nipple rings with the tip of the crop. With a quick flick of His wrist, He brought the crop sharply across the top of her breasts, leaving a red stripe just above her nipples. A sharp gasp of "OH!" escaped her lips before she could bite it back. Her eyes went wider in terror and she pressed her lips more tightly together, hoping He hadn't noticed. She knew those hopes were futile when He stepped in front of her, and placed two fingers lightly under her chin, "Did you say something, little one?" His eyes had the cold fire of diamonds and could cut granite with a single glance. She blinked tears from her eyes and shook her head rapidly. "Very good, I didn't think so, I should hate to be forced to punish you so early. That would not please Me at all." She reveled in the edge of raw power in His voice and realized that just the knowledge she had displeased Him would hurt far worse than any punishment He could devise.

Her knees grew weak at the thought of how utterly she belonged to Him; she swayed on her toes, almost falling forward. One of His large, strong hands pressed to her breastbone held her upright. The contact of His skin sent ripples of warmth throughout her body, as though it gave off a low-level electrical charge. She felt an intense longing to lean just a bit more into this contact--a longing quickly quenched by the awareness that He had not given permission for this. With a quavering exhalation, she was able to steady herself on her toes once more. The stab of loss she felt when He removed His hand was replaced by a warm glow of pleasure and pride, as he leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Such a good girl."

His hot breath on her neck made flashes of summer lightning dance in her head. She battled with an almost overwhelming desire to lean her body into His strength. She sternly reminded herself of her purpose -- to serve His needs, fulfill His desires. When He wanted her body pressed to His, He would put it there. Consciously, she willed herself to stand straighter and vowed not to disappoint Him by disobedience.

As if he could read her thoughts, he stared deeply into her eyes, "Excellent decision, little one." The warmth in His eyes felt like a badge of honor to her. Her mind was reeling; how had she become so quickly addicted to His praise and approval?

He placed the tip of the crop at the hollow at the base of her throat and dragged it lightly and slowly downward, toward the juncture of her thighs, where her juices were flowing freely. When the tip of the crop was a fraction of an inch from her slit, He changed direction and began a slow ascent. A tiny whimper escaped her throat, but she steeled herself to remain motionless as the crop made its upward journey.

The crop touched her chin, "Are you wet, little one?" She opened her mouth to speak, saw His eyebrows arch upward, and remembered His prohibition. She nodded her head, instead. He chuckled, "Very good, little one knows that being asked a question does not imply permission to speak. Such a wise, good girl." She released a tremulous sigh, knowing that she had just passed a test. The tears of relief made her eyes sparkle and threatened to spill down her cheeks.

To be continued

The Blow Job Queen

dillbo on Wife Stories

My wife, Phillippa is incredibly pretty and has thick natural lips, which make her blowjobs the best I’d ever received (and to be honest one of the reasons I married her!).  I remember telling my best mate about the fantastic blowjobs Pip gave me and I laughed at how jealous he got. She is the only girl I’ve been with who genuinely loves sucking cock.

After about six years together, Pip and I finally got around to divulging to each other our deepest fantasies. I had to go first, of course, so I told her how I’d often masturbated to the fantasy of watching her give another man a blowjob. In fact, sometimes the fantasy involved watching her on her knees as a group of four or five men stood around her. She would be lustily sucking and wanking their cocks, t
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rying to get them all to come as quickly as possible. One by one she’d make them come on her face and tits until they were all done. I’m not sure why this idea turned me on so much, but it did.

I half expected her to be repulsed by this but I watched her face grow with interest as I told her my fantasy. “That’s incredible” she said when I was done. “That’s almost identical to my own fantasy!” I couldn’t believe my ears! The fantasy she had (often) was sitting on a bed wearing just her jeans as a group of men jacked off around her. She would take them in her mouth if the cock looked inviting enough or if she was horny enough. They would then all come on her neck or over her small tits.

What a coincidence, and how odd that we’d been hiding these fantasies from each other because we thought we would repulse the other.

I asked her the obvious question – would she be interested in making our fantasy come true? She said maybe, but only under very controlled circumstances. So the onus fell on me to try and find a way it could be done. Obviously Pip wanted to make sure she kept control of the action. She made it clear she wasn’t interested in being penetrated – that was just for us.  It’d be blowjobs only, which suited me fine.

I trawled the net looking for options. The adult contact websites were a possibility but they all seemed to involve penetrative gangbangs or partner swapping, neither of which quite fitted our needs.

I did however find a group that holds sex parties every second Saturday of the month. Now most swingers groups are for couples and single ladies only, but this group was for whoever wanted to turn up – basically meaning that there would normally be a ratio of about ten men to every woman! It made it quite clear that the women would therfore have to be into multiple partners. I read on, interested now. It said that all boundaries would be respected. I sent them an email asking if we could have just a section of the room where Pip could have a group of men for oral purposes only. I made it quite clear she wasn’t up for a gang bang as such, but would blow as many guys as she could. I also sent a photo of Pippa. They sent a reply almost immediately saying that of course that would be alright, and judging by her photo she would be able to suck as much cock and take as much cum as she wanted – in any way she wanted. They said she could have a little sectioned off room to herself if we wanted. They seemed very excited by the fact there would be a woman there who just wanted to suck dick…

So I showed Pip the website and the emails we’d exchanged. She seemed pretty excited at the prospect so we made a booking for the following month’s party.

We talked about incessantly for the next couple of weeks.  Pip decided she wanted us both to wear a mask - one that covered her eyes at least  (a bit like a Zorro mask) just to make her more anonymous and unrecognisable.  Also if we both wore the same mask people would know that we were a couple and she would feel safer that way. She also decided to wear jeans only as per her fantasy (also so she could undo them and masturbate herself if she wanted, but still making it clear to others not to go there). Also it was agreed that I was not to leave her side for a minute. This all seemed in order, and I grew increasingly excited as the big day drew nearer.

On the day of the party Pip started to get cold feet. I didn’t have to work too hard to re-convince her…it a fantasy for both of us coming true, I reminded her. I played with her nipples and rubbed her crotch as I told her how much I wanted to see another man’s cock in her mouth. She started to get horny and wanted to blow me then and there. I told her to wait until tonight!

That night we drove nervously to the party, Pip in her blue jeans and a white singlet top, the nipples of her tiny breasts poking through proudly. I too wore jeans and a t-shirt.  We arrived at the house and walked nervously to the front door. We rang the bell and were greeted by a sexy thirty something woman in a leather outfit. She recognised Pip from her photo and welcomed us in. As we travelled through the house we caught glimpses of women surrounded by naked men, being fucked in every hole. Pip took my hand as we reached the kitchen.

Serena was our leather-clad hostess and she poured Pip a stiff drink. Pip reminded Serena how she only wanted to give blowjobs and that she wanted to keep her jeans on and wear her Zorro mask. Serena said she was already aware of this and that it sounded like a sexy idea. She said that men had been asking for months for a blowjob specialist to come to one of her parties. In fact she added that she’d cordoned off a room and had taken the liberty of placing a sign outside – ‘Blow Job Queen’.  I asked Pip if she was cool with that? She shrugged “In for a penny, in for a pound”. She then put her mask on and took her singlet top off, revealing her pert little tits. I too put my mask on and taking Pip by the hand we followed Serena to the Blow Job Queen’s room!

As we walked through the main room there would have been at least eighty guys. There were only about six women – most of them had a cock in each orifice and had three or more men standing around them watching, jacking off, waiting their turn.

More than one guy turned their attention on Pip as we walked to her special room

Serena was good to her word…Pip had a small bedroom all to herself. The sign Blow Job Queen written in gold letters on cardboard was pinned to the door.

We went inside – the room was dimly lit and smelled nice and clean. There was a double bed in the centre of the room and no furniture to speak of. Pip went and sat on the side of the bed. I sat next to her and begin kissing her long and passionately. She kissed me back, and her hand automatically reached for my crotch. She undid my jeans as I her rubbed her small tits. She freed my cock and I stood up so she could take me in her mouth.

To my surprise, four or five guys had already followed us in. Pip was starting to get hot, and she swallowed my prick with desire. Two of the other guys came nearer and proffered their throbbing tools to Pip. She looked into my eyes through her mask and smiled the question at me. It was now or never. I smiled and nodded back. Without hesitation she slipped her mouth off my pulsating member and took the cock of the man next to me in her hands. This was the first time I’d ever seen her handle another penis and it was driving me wild.  She looked up at him and licked the pre-cum off his cock. His sharp intake of breath told her he wanted more, so Pip started working his cock the way she had worked mine over the years...

…she uses plenty of saliva and works her tongue on the head; her mouth on most of the shaft and her hand works the base. She always keeps her rhythm and can tell when she is going to receive the jizz -  she then works the cock furiously and pumps the cum onto her tits or sometimes takes it in her mouth.  Pip was already an expert in sucking cock when I met her, and she lost none of her drive for it over the six years we’ve been together. On more than occasion Pip has been able to get me from flaccid to spurting my cum in less than ninety seconds! Now it was time for these strangers to get a taste of the Blow job Queen!

The first gent started to make tell tales signs he was going to blow, so Pip took him out of her mouth and pumped him over her tits. He came heavily, spurting massive amounts of come over her petite breasts. She smiled salaciously at the fella as she licked him clean, then looked back at me. I was working my own cock now, and was trying desperately not to come then and there! I smiled back encouragingly. I was in seventh heaven and was getting more and more turned on watching how horny Pip was getting.

Pip now worked her way to the next chap. She took him in her mouth - plus she started jacking off the guy next to him! Then another man stood beside her, jacking himself off near her face. Incredibly, this was exactly our fantasy coming true.

The guy she was blowing was now thrusting his cock hard into Pip’s mouth. He suddenly whisked his glistening member out from between her luscious lips and with a yell showered his sperm all over her pretty face – all over her mask and in her hair. This set off the guy who was jacking himself off and he came all over the side of her face. She now took the guy she had been jacking off in to her mouth and worked his cock hard and fast. Her eyes had glazed over as she became a horny little cock slut. I’d never seen this in her before. I had to leave my own prick alone to stop from shooting, such was my excitement at seeing the girl I loved like this.

It was now that Pip’s free hand snaked down to her own snatch. She undid her jeans and she got busy getting herself off - as no fewer than five fresh men were now standing in front of her, pulling their cocks.

Whilst she continued to finger her clit she took turns taking each of them in her mouth for five or six thrusts each. As she neared her own orgasm her moans grew louder and she tried to devour as much cock as she could fit in her mouth. “Come on me” she moaned.
“I  want all of you to come all over me”. Three more guys had now joined the group, so no less than nine of us stood there masturbating over my beautiful lady as she sucked dick for all she was worth and begged for our come like a sexy slut.

She now began coming herself. The sight and sound of her coming suddenly had about five guys jazzing over her at once. Sperm splattered her from the top of her head to her belly button. Her jeans were getting creamed on as the semen ran off her face and tits. She kept coming and coming as the rest of the guys kept shooting their loads all over her.  She kept a mouth and one hand on someone’ s cock the whole time - still devouring cock like there was no tomorrow.  

Her orgasm abated now, but she kept working some young guy’s cock expertly. He moaned and she took his cock out of her mouth and jacked him off all over her face.

When the young man was finished Pip motioned for me to close the door, which I did. There was only one other guy and myself in there. She asked me if I’d like to come now. “You bet” I replied. I’d almost come about ten times already but had wanted to keep the horniness alive. The other guy was already about to come. He pointed his pecker at Pip’s tits and hit them with a huge blast of come. “Thanks” he whispered and sidled out of the room, leaving just Pip and I alone.

Pip stared up at me and lovingly took me in her mouth and within thirty seconds she gave me the biggest orgasm of my life. The sight of her cum covered body and face sucking my throbbing cock was the hottest thing I’d ever seen. I spurted stream after stream of my thick white come all over her already gooey face, her eyes never leaving mine.

She licked me clean, and I lent down and kissed her. “You okay?” I asked. “As rokay as I’ve ever been!” She had a weird drunken look on her face - intoxicated by horniness I assumed. Serena then came in and suggested we move to the bathroom to clean Pip up.

It was possibly the best night of my life and we’re already planning to go to another party…Pip reckons she‘ll be able to blow twice as many guys next time! Bring it on!!

Casual Sado Masochism

red87 on BDSM Stories

I wasn’t quite sure what to make of the situation, or the woman. She came to me online, and told me she had enjoyed a particular story that she had read by me. We eventually got to talking and, of course, talk turned to sex.

For those of you that do not know, when I am given free reign with a woman I am very dominant. I’ve had some experience with BDSM and the like, but those are stories for another day. Her name was Bridey, and she was, as it turned out, submissive and willing to do anything that I wanted. It started as playful flirting. She teased and requested that I write a story about her. I told her that I could do her one better, and I gave her an address. I’ll just kill the suspense now and tell you that it was the address to a dungeon in the city. I t

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old her the same thing when she asked. I must have been feeling more forward than usual, the action wasn’t like me. I didn’t regret it.

She was reluctant, but she eventually agreed. I knew that she would be signing herself over to me for the night and I didn’t want to disappoint. I had set the date for next week, so all there was to do now was wait. We kept in touch a little bit, we were both excited about the prospect, and both of us were more excited than we were letting on. I grinned as I read her e-mails to me. She seemed very eager, I found that appealing in a woman.

The week finally came to a close, and the night of Brit's big debut was finally here. I didn’t need to pack much, except for my suit. I figured I’d try and look a little nice for her today. I had instructed her on how to dress, hopefully she didn’t ignore me. I was silent as I drove down the winding roads from my rural home and into the rigid, geometric roads of the city. I didn’t even put any music on. My heart was beating faster than usual and my blood was roaring through me. I could almost swear that I heard it.

It was nightfall when I finally reached the place. Rain pelted my car and I just sat back for a moment, enjoying the melodious sound. It calmed me and I eventually felt my head clearing up a little bit. I took a breath and stepped outside, moving quickly for fear of ruining my outfit. I know the usual thing to do is to set the protagonist up to wait for his beautiful prize to step through the door. However, the real world doesn’t follow that particular cliché.

She was sitting alone in the front room. She was wearing, as I instructed, a white blouse with no bra and a black skirt, black stockings, and shoes. I know it seems customary to make them wear heels, but I never saw the point. She was a comely woman, with soft attractive features underneath her shoulder length brown hair. She had shapely legs that disappeared under her immodest skirt and good sized breasts (although I couldn’t tell you exactly what size the were.) I let my eyes roam up and down over her for a few moments more, noting that her nipples were poking out from her blouse already. I allowed a small smile to creep onto my face, trying not to appear condescending as my cock had been waiting to stand at attention since I had looked at her, and knowing the depraved acts that she would be joining me in didn’t help to keep me under control.

She noticed me as well when I began to walk over to her. I walked confidently, crossing the room slowly so that I stood before her. She stood immediately, and was perhaps a little shocked when she looked up at me. I had warned her about my being over six and a half feet tall, but apparently something gets lost in translation. She barely reached my chest. I extended my hand and clasped hers before doing anything else.

“It’s good to meet you, Brit.” I said casually, as if this were something that happened all the time. I sat down across from her and rested my elbows on the table. After a moment I motioned for her to sit. She did.

“Good to meet you, too.” She returned politely. She was more nervous than I was, and she was probably having a lot of doubts as to whether she was making the right choice here tonight. I merely grinned at her and let the thoughts and doubts slip through her mind.

“I’m not going to demean you by asking you if you know why you’re here, or any of that other pompous crap. I’m just going to ask you, one last time, if you really want this to happen. The moment that you do you’ll become mine for the night, and my attitude towards you will change drastically.” I said as I intertwined my hands on the table. The room was purposefully kept dark, and it was smoky and crowded, so I don’t think she could see the lustful glow in my eyes as I waited for her answer.

She took about a second to think about it. “Yes, I want this…” she said softly. There was anxiousness in her voice, undoubtedly. There was also eagerness. She wanted this to happen just as badly as I did. Possibly more.

I smiled again, a predatory smile that crept slowly over my face. “Good, the dungeon has been reserved for us. You’ll go down first and make yourself ready for me. Until then, sit here. I want to see if you did everything that I asked.” I said as I motioned to the chair next to me. She agreed and although I knew that she wasn’t wearing a bra I immediately let my hand run over her soft breast through her blouse. I gave her nipple a little pinch, causing her to wince slightly, and I let my hand trail down her stomach. I had instructed her not to wear an panties. I laid my hand on her knee, pushing upward and inward towards her thigh. I could feel the heat from her sex on my fingertips and her legs spread to let my hand creep upwards more. My fingers felt the puffy outer lips, already slippery, and pushed deeper. I immediately slipped two fingers inside of her. She gasped and bit her lip as I pushed deep inside of her, letting her muscles clamp down on my fingers. I kept my hand inside of her and slowly slid them in and out of her.

“Good, you did as I asked.” I said. A new tone entering my voice that I recognized well, there was nothing warm in it. I was, for all intents and purposes, a machine tonight. This seems to contradict the pursuit of pleasure but I think that the surrender of it is synonymous with all the carnal sins that I liked to indulge in. “It’s good to see that I have an obedient girl, an obedient whore.”

She whimpered slightly, more in lust than in fear, and her hips were rocking against my fingers slightly as I kept sliding my fingers in and out of her.

“I’m going to lay down your rules for the night, doing whatever I say without questioning it is a given. You are to address me as sir or master, as is customary.” I looked into her eyes as I continued to bring her closer to orgasm. “Don’t complain, don’t speak unless spoken to, understand?”

She nodded, her face flushed and her mouth hanging open. “Yes…master” She almost whispered, and I felt her vaginal walls clamp down on my fingers, hard, and felt her spasming around my finger as she had a small orgasm right there. I grinned and withdrew my fingers, she mewled slightly in protest. I lifted my fingers up, slick with her. She didn’t need to be told what to do and she took my fingers into her mouth, sucking them clean while she looked at me. Her tongue played over my fingers teasingly while her eyes glazed over slightly.

I pulled my fingers from her mouth and stood up. “Follow Greg here, he’ll make you ready for me.” I said as I motioned to a surly looking black man standing in the corner. I nodded a silent thanks at him that he returned as she stood up and went to him. They disappeared around the corner quickly, and I ordered a drink. I would make her wait for perhaps ten minutes. In truth I was too anxious to wait any longer.

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When I descended the stone steps I found her ready for me, as I expected. She had been shackled to the floor by her ankles and her arms had been tied behind her back in what must have been a strenuous position. She had been blindfolded and had a ball gag jammed into her mouth. Her clothes had been deposited somewhere, now all she wore was her black stockings. I stood directly behind her, staring at her damp sex that was thrust up at me. I could see that it had leaked down her thighs and onto the floor in places. I grinned. “My, you’re just begging for it tonight.” I said with a small smile.

I walked around her slowly, a lion looking down at his prey. I inspected her, and the various tools that hung on the walls around me, wondering what I would do. When staring down at a body that has been surrendered to you, that you have free reign with, one tends to become somewhat daunted by the task of abusing your power as creatively as possible.

I knelt down behind her, running my hand over her buttox slowly and enjoying the feel of her skin underneath my hand. Something that I had an affinity for was that ball gag, and I wanted to make her scream around it. I grinned widely as I knelt down behind her, fishing out my nine inches and mercilessly sliding it inside of her with one powerful thrust. She grunted around her ball gag as I did so, and pushed back against me. I gave her a slap to let her know to stop moving, she groaned in disappointment and stopped. I pulled out and pushed back into her slowly, lubricating myself more for what I was about to do. I pulled my slippery cock from her, much to her disappointment, and pressed the glistening head of my weapon against her anus. I began pushing up inside of her bowels, stretching her obscenely and painfully. I invaded her, and she did indeed scream. I reached forward and grabbed her hair, pulling her head up I pulled on her hair and pushed into her. I finally felt myself all the way in her hot, tight tunnel. The few thrusts I had enjoyed in her pussy had been very nice, but I knew my preference. I pulled out and thrust back up inside of her with the intent of causing the most pain.

She fairly screamed around her ball gag, tears streamed down her cheeks as I brutally sodomized her, my hand knotted in her hair. I’m a fairly strong man, I pride myself on it. I had no trouble supporting her upper body with my arm as I invaded her rectally. Her bowels clenched around my weapon as I slammed into her hot depths, each inward thrust causing her body to heave and her ass to jiggle in a way that I find irresistible and enticing.

I grunted slightly as I felt myself boiling over into sexual nirvana at the expense of this young woman and her dignity. I couldn’t have loved it more. I felt the sweet release as my seed erupted from me in a violent torrent up her rectum. She fairly screamed in either pain or pleasure, I couldn’t tell which as every muscle in my body tightened and I held my breath.

I finally settled down, releasing her head and letting her slump down underneath me. I pulled out of her, loosing a slow flow of cum that dribbled from her anus down to her dripping sex. I grinned as I stood up. Leaving my semi-hard cock hanging from my pants. She was breathing hard now, and writhing around slightly on the floor. I moved over to her and undid her blindfold and gag. She looked anxiously up at me for a few moments before uttering “Thank you, Master” under her breath. I couldn’t help but grin slightly as I moved to undo her arm restraints. I wasn’t nearly done. I pulled up a chair that had been sitting in the corner and placed it closer to my temporary pet.

I sat down and motioned her closer. She had disobeyed an order by talking, but it wasn’t anything worth punishing for, she had said one of the only things that wouldn’t result in my punishing her further. I stared deeply into her eyes as she looked up at me and she stared back into mine. We were alone briefly in that dark, decadent world. I felt a smile creep over my face as I brushed a strand of hair from her eyes.

Looking at her naked form I immediately grew hard again, and I motioned to my tool. She seemed confused at first, when she understood she seemed reluctant.

“But you just…”

I didn’t give her any time to finish. I grabbed her by her throat and shoved her roughly onto her back. I leered over her and growled “Do not speak unless spoken to, and certainly don’t question me.” My voice had taken on a predatory rumble and my eyes gleamed fiercely. “You stay right there.”

I stood then, leaving her laying on the floor with a look of mixed fear and anticipation in her eyes. Apparently punishment was one of her favorite things as well as mine. In any case, it was going to happen. My footsteps echoed on the hard stone floor as I moved to the farthest wall, letting my fingertips play over the various instruments of pain and pleasure. I almost absent-mindedly lit some candles on the table as my eyes continued to scan my options. I grabbed a few things and headed back with everything. Including the candles.

I lay the items near the chair. She still lay on her back, looking at the many instruments with that same mixture of conflicting emotions. I merely smiled as I laid everything neatly on the floor near her.

I reached down, letting my hand run over her soft body, my rough hands traced over every feature. “I’ll bet you’d like to cum again, wouldn’t you, you little slut?” I asked idly as I gripped her nipple between my thumb and forefinger, pinching it. She nodded fiercely, “Yes master”

“You shouldn’t have broken the rules set forth.” I said emotionlessly as I twisted her nipple brutally. She hissed in pain and arched her back, doing a wondrous job of keeping her hands at her sides. “I’m sorry, master.” She finally managed.

I smiled, placing the first clamp on her right nipple. She grunted slightly. I quickly grabbed the second clip and placed it on her left nipple, the flesh was pinched between the brutal metal tongs in a way that I found most enticing. I watched her writhe from the sensation even as I applied lubrication to her asshole once more. She gasped as the cool gel made contact. She gasped again as the first anal bead made its way inside of her rectum. They had always been my favorite toy. I loved watching her sphincter open and close around the hard metal ball.

“Nine more to go.” I said coolly, “Do you like the feeling, whore?” I asked her idly. She moaned loudly and passionately in response.

“God, yes, master!” She cried out. I pushed in another one and her cries got higher in pitch.

“Who do you belong to?” I said, feeling myself get lost in a frenzy of unbridled instinct. This had always been a favorite question of mine, something about hearing the answer made me become a being of pure Id. I was going into dangerous waters here.

“You master, I’m your slut and your whore and your toy!” She cried out. I arched an eyebrow…she knew how to play. I inserted three more and began rubbing her clit slightly. She moaned and writhed around even more.

I inserted the rest of the beads, leaving only the ring exposed and glared down at her. I was surprisingly still in control of my emotions to some extent. “Better, but you still need to be punished for your earlier indiscretions. Understand?” I said grimly and she nodded her compliance.

I nodded and picked up the first red candle. I had allowed sufficient time for a good amount of wax to build up. I removed the clamps quickly, the sensation of blood rushing back to her nipples caused her to moan even more…the sensation of hot wax splattering on her breasts caused her to scream. I couldn’t help but grin as I tipped the candle once more. She cried out again, tears flowed from her eyes. I always loved to see that and it encouraged me to tip the candle again. We both watched as the red droplets of wax reached nearer and nearer to her navel. She looked up at me with pleading eyes and I, with a raucous smile, dripped some of the searing hot liquid directly onto her clitoris.

She screamed quite loudly that time.

I laid the candles down, now hard as a steel pole. She was breathing heavily and panting and sobbing slightly. The dried wax caked on her cunt was sopping still. “You did well tonight, slut, it’s time now for your reward.” I said soothingly as I caressed the side of her face. She sighed slightly in relief as I stroked her. “Thank you, master…please fuck me…” Her voice was barely a whisper. I grunted and positioned myself between her opening. It was time for the real thing.

I slid into her with my weapon in one stroke. I felt like she was on fire and I knew that I must have felt like a white hot brand sliding up inside of her. I fucked her for all she was worth, her body gyrated and her arms encircled my back as the muscles bunched and tensed. I grunted like a beast as the sounds of our sex and her cries permeated the air. Her nails dug into my back as I took advantage of her for all she was worth.

“Oh God, Master!” She whispered over and over to me as I continued to slam in and out of her. I could feel the anal beads in her rectum as I mercilessly assaulted her tunnel. She contracted wildly around me as our bodies heaved and writhed together on that stone floor. There, the world melted away for us as we both descended into our own sordid world together.

I could feel myself starting to reach the edge, and I knew that she was too. “I’m gonna cum.” She said through her gasps and moans. “Good,” I said quietly, “tell me when.” I grabbed the string of anal beads and tugged slightly to let her know my meaning. She gasped loudly.

“Now! Do it now!” I grinned as I slammed myself in to the hilt, shooting my load inside of her at the same time that I pulled viciously on the beads. They flew from her ass one by one as she came, fiercely. Her back arched against me and her legs wrapped around my waist, even with the chains holding her.

We both came down, then, breathing deeply and staring at the other, laying in a messy pool and both of us an absolute mess. We both smiled at the other contentedly. I pulled from her and stood, arranging everything and trying to get freshened up. “Thank you, master.” She said after a long moment, when I was standing up and about to ascend the steps.

I nodded. “Feel free to call me any time.” I said, and flashed her a smile.

 redpoet87@hotmail.com

Me,my wife and her boss.MMF

hplrmtc on Wife Stories

.......Knowing that my wife was having threesomes and more with guys before we met I knew I would be in for a life of good sexual adventures.She dressed in sexy clothes, flaunted herself and flirted...........I managed to come to be as willing as she would when it came to her ways.........hear is our latest and wildest...........

I knew that my wife fancied her boss John and over a year I had enjoyed his company at social events through their work or just partying..so one night I put things together........To my enjoyment all went well and we fucked all night ..till morning.....to see her sucking his cock is so horny and we have continued our romps usually once each week
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It excited her....Part II

W.R. on Wife Stories

Finding a way for buying a car to be fun.

Leah was feeling antsy one summer afternoon, really wanting to play and not having any one to play with.  Leah is about five feet tall, great tits and cleanly shaved mound that is just kissable.  Her looks are outstanding but not nearly the best part about her.  Her attitude is without a doubt, head an

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d shoulders above anything else about her.  She just really likes to please and takes every challenge as an adventure.  She just gets really excited about the things I ask her to do and the things I share that would really turn me on, most of which turn into sexual adventures.  The only rules we have are 1) No lies and 2) No one gets hurt (emotionally, spiritually or physically).   Pretty simple actually and it leaves the door open for all sorts of possibilities.  

Anyway Leah was feeling antsy.  She called me at work wanting something to do.   Knowing she needed a new car and wanting me to go shopping with her so the salesman would not take advantage of her on the car deal, I made the following suggestions. 

1.     Shower, shave (everything except the hair on your head) and make it all smell good. 

2.     Fix your hair (Long and blonde.) and put on CFMM (Come Fuck Me Make-up.)

3.     Put on your black lace half cup shelf bra.

4.     Put on you black lace garter belt with the thigh high black stockings.

5.     Put on your short black dress that buttons up the front.

6.     Drive to the car dealership with just enough buttons undone top and bottom that nothing really shows unless you bend over a little bit or your dress rides up when you sit down.

7.     Sash shay (Isn’t that such a great word for a beautiful women on the make.) into the dealership and when the lot lizards pounce on you with all the sales pitches from hell, let them what you want to look at and test drive.

Let the salesman know you are special person, who should get a special deal.  As you move around the lot looking at possible cars that might be of interest to you should get really touchy feely.

Leah shared the rest of the story from here:

As we moved around the new cars trying to decide which I might like to drive, I kept saying to Tyrone that is was certainly hot out here.  Fanning myself with the paper work he had handed me.  Finally while smiling sexily at him I ask, “Would you mind if I unbuttoned a couple of buttons because it is just so hot?”

Tyrone responded that “It would certainly be alright with him for you to unbutton as many buttons as you wanted.”  So turning to fact him I slowly unbuttoned the top buttons of my dress until the center of my black lace bra was showing.  He again smiled and suggested “Why don’t we just slip into this little sedan her and go for a ride to cool off.”

I put both my hands on his cheeks and said, “ I could just kiss you for that wonderful suggestion.”  With that Tyrone smiled confidently put his arm around me and pulled me tight against him revealing a very large and hard erection under his business suit.  Then kissing me passionately he moved his tongue in and out of my mouth like a cock in a pussy causing me to moan into the kiss.  I did not want to be released but he did and it was apparent that he knew he was in charge.  He opened the driver’s side door offering me the driver’s seat to test drive the car.  He remained standing very close to the open door as I moved between him and the car to sit down.  Very aware he was looking at my every move I bent over allowing him to look into the top of my dress knowing full well he could see my nipples in the half cup bra.  I know I was so turned on that my nipples were standing straight out.  As I moved to get into the car I allowed my hand to brush against that huge erection that was making a tent of his pants.  I turned my rear end into the seat and put my left leg up on the door jam which made my skirt ride up above the tops of my stockings.  Then I slowly lifted my right leg up over the door jam and swung it into the car.  There I stopped and looked up into Tyrone’s eyes which were locked on my legs and smooth, clean shaven mound that was already growing moist.  His smile cleared any doubts about what I wanted and what I might be willing to do to get the very best car deal possible. As much as I hated to break the spell I moved my left leg into the car and suggested he join me for a ride.

Tyrone never breaking his confident smile said, “Of course.” As he moved around the car to join me while he was going around I quickly unbuttoned a couple of more buttons.  These from the bottom of my dress upward.  When he opened the door and slide into the seat his eyes again quickly locked on my legs mostly my thighs above my stockings.  He reached over put the keys in the ignition, started the car and cupped my chin turning my face to him and ask, “Are you really this horny a slut?” 

“I responded, “Well, a girl must do what she has to do in order to get taken care of.” 

Tyrone with his confident smile never wavering told me to pull over to the main entrance of the sales office.  Not knowing or caring what he had in mind I did as told.  His left hand reached over and began to massage my right thigh.  I moved my right leg as far to the right as I could and still drive the car.  He took this for exactly what it was, an open invitation.   He turned his palm toward my now wet pussy and cupped my mound.  With no hesitation he inserted his middle finger into my slit roughly pushing my clit down as he went in. 

He said, “Damn girl, you are one juicy, horny slut.” At which I responded, “Thank you, sir.”  Then he pulled his finger out of me as I pulled up to the sales office.  Before he turned to get out he put his juicy finger into my mouth and told me to clean it off for him and he would be right back.  I, using my tongue as much as possible, cleaned his finger, sucking it into my mouth as much as I could.  When he pulled his finger out of my mouth and wiped it dry in my hair I thought I would cum right then.  He was just what the doctor ordered for a lady like me who loves a strong and dominate lover.

When he came back he had another large black gentleman with him.  As they got in Tyrone stated, “Ok little slut, if you want to make a really great deal on a car with me it has to approved by my supervisor Mr. Lincoln.”  He had a huge smile on his face as he said this.  He seemed to be waiting for me to respond.  Finally he said, “You would not have a problem making a deal with both of us would you.  I’m sure we can come up with something that would please you.”

With this I responded, ”I had not planned on all this but I really do need a good, really good deal on a new car.  So I guess maybe we can work something out.”  That brought a big laugh from both of them. 

He said let’s go and begin giving me directions out of the lot and down the street.  When I ask where we were going he said to his other office to negotiate.   He directed me into the parking lot of group of townhouses before telling me where to park.  He and Mr. Lincoln got out and stood on the sidewalk waiting for me to get out.   Finally I got out saying, “I’m accustomed to having my door opened for me.”  They both laughed and Tyrone stated, “Guess again slut puppy, from now on you are here to please us if you want this special deal.  For you to get a really special deal you are going to have to do some serious pleasing.  You got that you cute little cocksucker?” 

Scared, horny and unsure of exactly what I had gotten myself into I kinda mumbled OK.  Mr. Lincoln responded with speak up bitch if you want to get this done right.  Scared to go, scared not to, now that I had been such a tease, I looked them both in the eye and said, “Ok let’s go make a deal.”

As we walked up the side walk towards the townhouse my legs were so shaky I was not sure I could make it to the door.  Tyrone in front and Mr. Lincoln walking behind me I felt like they had taken complete control of the situation walking me to my fate. 

When we entered  the townhouse it was very apparent that this was a party house, bar, entertainment center, porn cds everywhere.  I was both excited and even more scared as I walked into the main living area.

Mr. Lincoln walked to the middle of the room and instructed Tyrone to get them drinks while he got to know the new slut a little bit.  It was apparent that I was not the first female to have been here.  Mr. Lincoln wiggled his finger at me saying come over here and remove my coat and tie.  I put my purse down and walked over to him and taking his coat by the lapels reached up and over his shoulders to slide his coat off.   When I slide the coat off his right arm he reached up and took my left nipple between his thumb and forefinger.  Gently and then with more pressure he began to roll my nipple under the thin material of my black dress.  Nearly dropping his coat as it came off his other shoulder he pulled me back up straight by my nipple.  It hurt but not badly enough to do anything but turn me on more than I already was.  As I reached around his hand that was rolling my nipple rather harshly now he reached up and took my other nipple with his other hand.  I stood there awkwardly trying to figure out how to do something with his coat without disturbing his nipple play.  The more I stood there the more he worked my nipples and the hornier I got.  Almost getting weak kneed again.  Finally Tyrone came in with drinks for himself and Mr. Lincoln, setting Mr. Lincoln’s drink down on a large square coffee table and taking the coat from my hands.   My nipples were feeling so erotic I forgot to go for his tie and placed my hands under my breast, cupping them and offered them to him even more so than they were his already. 

He responded by saying,”Hey slut cunt, I think I told you to take off my coat and tie.”  I quickly untied his tie and slipped it from under his collar.  Not knowing what to do with the tie I just dropped my arms and held on to it.  Mr. Lincoln said,” Now why  don’t you just wrap that fine silk tie around your cute little neck so if I need to tie you up later it will be available.”  So with even greater anticipation and without interfering with his thumbs and fingers making my nipples scream with sweet pain I slowly wound the tie around my neck looping the end so it would not fall off.

After a few more minutes of working hard on my nipples Mr. Lincoln moved his left hand behind my head and tilted my face up to his and smothered me with the wettest kiss I had ever had.  His tongue was snaking down my throat almost.  Or so it seemed.  Either way I was now putty in his hands totally in his command.  Tyrone seemed to be enjoying the show quite a bit if the tent caused by his erection was any indicator.  Quickly Mr. Lincoln released me from his grasp both mouth and nipple, stepped back took his drink and sat down.  Leaving me standing there so aroused I didn’t know what to do next.  After trying to gather myself I ask, “Don’t I get a drink?” 

Tyrone chimed in with, “Don’t you mean, Don’t I get a drink Sir?”   Realizing I was with men who were very used to be being I total control I replied, “I’m sorry Sir, but don’t I get a drink?”

Mr. Lincoln smiling stated quickly, “Sluts like you don’t have time to drink and besides we will provide plenty for you to drink as this negotiation progresses.  Now why don’t you walk around a little bit and let’s have a look at you.  I glanced down at my self and saw my nipples poking out their stiffness very visibly thru my thin dress that was unbuttoned down to the level showing the front clasp of the half bra.  And further down the bottom of my dress was unbuttoned almost to the point of being able to see my cunt.  Certainly able to see my bare thighs above my stockings.  I raised my head, looked around and began to walk around the living area.  Both men were commenting about how slutty I looked.  This again both scared and excited me. 

As I was walking around being ogled I thought about how hot this would make you my darling husband and wanted to call to share the experience with you.  This brought a huge smile to my face.

Mr. Lincoln asked, “OK slut what are you smiling about, is it about what is about to happen to you or is there something else we need to know?”

Shocked that he wanted to everything that was going on with me, I replied, “I was just thinking how much my husband would enjoy this predicament I have gotten to.  And how I ought to call him and tell him what is going on.”

Tyrone reached for my purse and dumped it on the couch beside him.  He grabbed my camera phone and flipped in open.  Smiling big time he began to bring up the pics I had saved in phone memory.  Loudly he howled when he got by pics of our cats to the erotic pics you had saved on my phone.  He said, “It looks like this old boy is pretty good at putting you thru your paces.”

I responded, “I really enjoy keeping him happy.”

For sure you do you cocksucking little slut. 

OK why don’t I call your hubby and ask him if he as any problems with our negotiations.

Without waiting for me to answer he called your quick dial number.  When you answered he handed the phone to me.  I not sure what they wanted me say began with, “Honey I did as you suggested and am now with the salesman Tyrone and his supervisor Mr. Lincoln at their private office for special negotiations.  You ask if I doing any good?  I answered it depends on what you mean by good.   I think these gentlemen want me to please them to be able to make me a good car deal.  You ask what I had done to make them think that I might be willing to please them.  I reluctantly shared that I had flirted with Tyrone by touching his arm as we looked at cars, rubbed up against him as we walked around the car lot and finally unbuttoned the top of my dress, complaining of the heat, until my bra was showing.  You let me know quickly that you thought that I had been a good little slut and what was the scene. After a very erotic kiss we got into a car to cool off and go for a test drive as I got in I let my dress slid up to my lap and spread my legs allowing Tyrone to have a view between my legs.  And I assure you that between my legs was already very wet.  You said wonderful and I could hear your smile over the phone.  You ask to speak to whichever one was in charge. 

I ask, “Tyrone, my husband wants to talk to whoever is in charge her.”  Tyrone took the phone and handed it to Mr. Lincoln.  I awkwardly stood there hearing only Mr. Lincoln’s OK’s, for sure’s and alright's. 

He then turned the phone around and took a pic of me standing in the middle of the living area. 

He then emailed it to you and hung up. 

He then smiled big-time as he told Tyrone to turn on the cameras so that we might share this experience with this slut’s sharing husband.  Anyone willing to share this fine stuff certainly deserves to be able to see us using this bitch’s holes.  I guess having talked to you just added to Mr. Lincoln’s confidence level.  Tyrone opened the blinds onto the deck which led straight out to the townhouse community pool allowing bright sunlight to flood the room and everyone at the pool to see into the living area.  Then he went over to the entertainment center and started turning things on as all the little lights, bells and whistles broke into action.

The living area furniture was arranged in a horseshoe that opened up to the French doors leading out to the deck and pool.  Tyrone sat on one side and Mr. Lincoln sat on the other both sipping there drinks. 

By now my mouth was so dry from the sexual intensity and the heat in the parking lot I was really thirsty.  I asked, “I really would like to have something to drink now, Sir.”  The response I got was not exactly what I had hoped for.  Mr. Lincoln again wiggled his finger at me to move towards him.   As I walked over to him he shared with Tyrone that he was gonna give me a good first load so when he started really using me he would last longer. A trick he said he had learned in Ishikawa, Okinawa on suck-a-hotchi alley before playing with the whore in the village.

I realized at that time what it was I was to drink, a large load of cum from this huge black man.  When I finally stood in front of him not knowing exactly what he wanted or how he wanted it, I asked, “How may I serve you Sir.”  Like I do you when we are in Master/slave mode. 

He responded with,”Take big Roscoe out and make him spit up how ever you wish but when the cum starts to flow you better take every drop into your mouth and swallow it all.”

With that I knelt down between his huge legs and reached for his zipper by running my hands up his legs from his knees, over his thighs and across the bulge in his pants.  I slowly pulled the zipper down, unbuckled his belt and unsnapped his pants.  He raised his ass off the couch and I reached under him and pulled his pants and silk underwear slowly down over his throbbing cock all the way to his ankles.  This put my face inches away from a very large, hard and throbbing cock that had pre-cum forming on the tip of the head. 

I glanced over at Tyrone who had been fooling around with a computer in the entertainment center and was now hold a hand held camera over my actions with Mr. Lincoln’s clothes.  He seemed to working his way into some very close-up shots of what I was doing. 

Tyrone saw me looking at him and said smile for the camera little slut, your husband is on a live audio and video feed.   At that time I knew I needed to put on a very good show for you and these two new friends.

I turned my eyes back to Mr. Lincoln and locked into his gaze.  Placing both hands one on top of the other on his throbbing black cock I pulled the head of his cock close to my mouth never breaking eye contact.  Smiling I slide my moist tongue out and licked the pre-cum from the hole in the top of his cock.  I tasted like cum and I shivered from the taste and touch of this wonderful tool.  I pushed his cock away and lowered my face down to his hairy balls and began to kiss and lick them like a thirsty puppy at a water bowl. 

Mr. Lincoln’s cock throbbed even harder and I thought he was gonna cum right then but he reached down and raised his balls with his right hand and with his left he pushed my face further down into his crotch.  Realizing where he was going I just kept licking and kissing until I began to feel the crack of his rear end.  With this he raised his legs up to allow himself to open up to me.  I licked harder and deeper until I could feel the tight pucker of his rosebud.  Forcing my tongue as far as I could into the tight opening.  Still with both my hands grasping and squeezing his cock I felt the tremors of his first cum.

Quickly I raised my head to capture the spraying creamy fluid before it blew away and not into my mouth.  I was too slow and the first spurts hit on his stomach and ran down between his legs into his ass.  I managed to catch the third or fourth spurt and swallowed as fast as I could as he drained himself into my sucking, wanting and hungry mouth. 

When he was done I continued to suck and lick his now semi-erect member again looking into his eyes with as big a smile as one can have with a mouth full of cock.  He was not smiling now though.  He ask me what I was going to do about the cum that did not go down my throat. 

I finished cleaning his cock with my mouth and then wiped it dry in my hair.  Then I began to lick his stomach clean moving down one side of his cock and balls then down the other.  With this he grabbed me by the hair and pushed me away until he was able to lower his legs and turn over.  Then he said,” Now bitch get the rest of the mess you made.  With that he reached back and spread his ass cheeks.  I started to lick clean the underside of his balls working my way up to his ass. 

He said, “Clean it good now honey, tongue fuck my big ass.”

Which I did with as much vigor as I could muster, taking long slow licks from the underside of his balls to the very top of his ass crack and then back.  Finally I stopped at his puckered rose bud and tongue fucking him back to another erection.

Tyrone shouted,” Hot-damn, this slut loves to get nasty.”  Wait a minute I’m getting an email from her husband.  He says to carry on you are doing good work so far. With that he gave the camera to Mr. Lincoln and told me to lie down on the big square coffee table on my back.  I did this without hesitation.  He then grabbed me by the shoulders and slid me over the edge until my head was hanging off the edge of the table straight down to the floor.  He then kicked off his shoes, tore of his pants and underwear.  He then dropped to his knees with his cock directly in front of my face.  I wondered if they had had this table especially built for this purpose. 

He then pushed his raging hard on down and slid the head of it into my mouth.  Slowly he began to fuck in and out going deeper almost every time he fucked in.  He reached into my dress and pulled my nipples out.  Taking turns leaning over and biting one and then the other nipple hard enough for me to try to verbally protest.  Each time I tried to say something around his pounding cock he would drive himself deeper into my throat.  He really knew what he was doing and was very good at it.  Finally I felt his ball touching my nose and eyes with each inward stroke of his cock.  I could also feel his pubic hairs on my chin so I knew I had been able to take it all and was very proud of myself.  I knew you would love it, watching me deep throat this large black man with god knows who looking at the action from the pool.  This thought almost made me cum. 

Tyrone would drive his cock all the way into my throat and just hold it there as he continued to tweak my nipples with is teeth and fingers.   Finally I felt him begin to tighten up and knew he was going to give me my second load of the afternoon.  Once he started I did not think he would ever stop.  He just kept pumping spurt after spurt down my throat until I could feel my stomach filling up with cum.  Once he was totally spent he slid out of my mouth and leaned back against the couch pulling me with him to the floor.  He pulled my face over his cock and wiped himself clean all over my face and hair.  With both men now being relieved for the first time I was told to go into the bathroom, clean up and put on the bikini on the counter. 

I had thought that might have been enough but I guess not.

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Kara, Captive and Slave Girl, Part I, A Captiove

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Kara, Captive and Slave Girl, Part I Captured

By Dick Inkum

(From a past age in an unknown land, recast in contemporary language)

I was standing before the Commandant in my undergarment, which is just a single piece of material front and back with hooks on the side.

"You are a very attractive young lady, Kara" he said, "and you can do good service for us before we must send you to the capitol".

I had just turned fifteen and was still a virgin. Now I was war booty. My mother escaped from our town, my brother was with the army and his fate is unknown. My father is presumed dead, fighting to s

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ave our town. I was captured. Although the Commandant doesn't know it, I was a fighter too. He no doubt wouldn't care. He'd determined his next conquest would be my cunt.

He got up and came around the desk to feel my breasts. He took squeezes and nipple pinches and said we were going to have fun. He removed my undergarment and told me to spread my legs. He agitated my pussy awhile and massaged my butt.

There was a backless "Roman" couch in the room and he took me to it. He sat down, removed his clothes and told me to kneel. He directed me to suck his cock. I had never done that before. I was a priviledged, but sheltered child. The commandant obviously had experience with first-timers. Yesterday, a fellow prisoner, a thirteen year old girl named Zetta said she had to do this. Nothing else was asked of her young body. She was frightened by the ejaculation. I knew about that.

I was powerless to do but what I was ordered to do. At least he was gentle at this point and directed my licks and sucks in a way that was sexually stimulating to me. I found myself absorbed in the cocksucking and in a trance with the throbbing cock causing sensations in my whole body.

He emitted moans as he climaxed, then demanded I swallow his cum. He sighed and wiped my mouth.

"You are very good, Kara. You keep being good you will have many priviledges here" he said.

I thought my first choice in these circumstances would be a bath and clean clothes.

"Now we will have more fun. Come up here." he ordered.

He had me lay on the couch with my legs spread, while he sat with one of my legs over his lap. He proceeded to masurbate me and spread my labia to ease his entry. He got the fun he wanted. I didn't resist. I relaxed and let it happen. He brought me to orgasm; I think the first time someone else had done that for me. He patted my pussy.

"That's what I like to see, a sensual woman and sensible too" he said.

He directed me to roll over and slightly elevated my ass.

"Oh beautiful! " he cried, "We're going to have fun back here!"

I was not looking forward to a fuck in the ass.

"Now we must prepare the battleground" he chuckled.

He had a jar of olive oil nearby and he dipped his fingers in it as he ordered me to spread may ass cheeks. He swabbed my asshole with the oil and began pouring some in me.

"You see, Darling, we can't have you pregnant when we pass you on to others in the capitol" he remarked, "so we must utilize other options".

"This may be a little uncomfortable at first" he softly murmured while getting more olive oil,"but soon it will feel better, even good".

Aaauugh! His finger plunged up my ass.

"Now, now, it will be all right" he soothed.

Well, it wasn't his asshole! He began finger-fucking my ass. In a while, strangely enough, it not only felt good but erotic.He agitated my cunt as he continued. Slyly he withdrew his hand and chuckled when I replaced it with my own.

The Commandant flipped me over again, stimulted my cunt and asshole and presented his cock to my mouth. God! I wanted to suck! I was seduced! His cock grew hard in my mouth and I loved it. The time had come.

He mounted me and his cock forced my cunt. I had a sharp pain and cried out. The Commandant withdrew, wiped both organs and reentered. This time he pushed his cock all the way in and kissed me. God! I kissed him back! He began pumping me hard and somehow I was responding, bouncing

my bottom to meet his thrusts. I was on the verge of another orgasm when he withdrew and shoved his cock up my ass! I sreamed! He fucked. I gasped and squealed. My legs were now up on his shoulders and his cock was almost completely in my rear passage. With a burst of energetic strokes, he shot his load far up my ass, then collapsed on top of me. He kissed me again. I didn't kiss back this time. I felt violated, more in the ass than the cunt.

The Commandant said I would get better food as long as I would fuck cooperatively with him and those he chose to have me. I put in the request for clothes and a bath for all the women. I got personal promises for myself and some consideration for all the women.

The Commandant called a guard and gave him instructions. I was to get the bath and clean clothes immediately. I would then be escorted to a Captain's quarters before returning to my cell. After our meal, I would be taken back to the Commandant.

I took my bath in the officer's quarters, and clean clothes were delivered as promised. I did have to take men's underwear which I found coarse, but I'd washed my own and it would be dry in the morning.

I was taken to the quarters of a young captain and, I must admit, I was quite attracted to him.

He smiled warmly as I entered.

"You are so much more beautiful than most girls in all our country !" he gushed; "I am only allowed to have you for an hour, so I must insist that you and I get naked immediately".

I stripped almost enthusiastically. He kissed and fondled me and sucked my breasts.

"Kneel please. I'm sure you know what to do" he pleaded.

His long strong cock was alluring, and I did know what to do. I took it in my mouth gleefully with licks and sucks of lusty appreciation. This captain emitted groans as he was about to come and I jerked hard to get all he could give me. What a new-made slut!

He picked me up and carried me to the bed. He lay beside me, petted, stroked, joked and tickled me. In a while he gave me a finger-fucking that brought me to orgasm.

Soon after, he told me to roll over, and that i would understand why he must do this. I got a big dose of olive oil up the ass, followed by a finger. I, new lusty slut, didn't mind that at all . He would have stopped after the push in, but I asked for more finger work!

He got around to presenting his cock to my mouth and I eagerly mouthed his wonderful organ. He got hard enough to fuck and I couldn't wait. We were fucking wildly from his first entry. My happy cunt wanted all he could give me.

I was on the verge of orgasm when he raised my legs and plunged his cock into my asshole. I gasped, but I was going to come too. I told him to pump me hard, and he gave me his spurt. He grunted; I sighed. We both lay motionless for a while.

"Can we do it again?" he asked.

" Oh, yes, if you can" I replied.

We cleaned up and foldled until I sucked again to get another round.

At length he revived and he put me on all fours for a rear entry fuck. He gave me some ass fingering while we fucked before he moved his cock in there to blast his cum in me. I was a happy girl.

Shortly afterward, I was escorted back to my cage. I was glad to see the young girl, Zetta, there. She'd gotten clean clothes and some wash-up. I'd been effective.

I told her about my fucking experience. She told me she had to suck off three men that day and get nakedly groped. None fucked her but all finger-fucked her ass. She wassure she'd be ass-fucked, but thought they were preserving her virginity for sale.

We had our meal. I told her I had to fuck with the Commandant again that evening. She hadn't been told of the plans for her.

An hour later, I was escorted to the Commandant's quarters. At least I'd be fucked in a good bed.

"You look so beautiful!" The Commandant gushed as I entered.

"A little soap and clean clothes help" I rejoined.

" I'm not going to keep you all night" he said, "You'll stay here about an hour and then go to Major X for an hour".

Sigh. Two more fucks tonight. I stripped at the Commandant's direction. I was finger-fucked in both holes and oiled again. I sucked his cock, but not to climax.

He mounted me and found me an easy and cooperative fuck this time. He came up my ass again.

After a rest, he wanted more sucking. He declared that he would fuck my ass longer next round. When I'd sucked him up, he gave me only a few strokes in my cunt before shoving it up my ass. He had a lot of pumping left in this hard-onand I got the longest ass fuck I'd had and it was a lot more than I wanted. I think I needed a lot more in the cunt to make my asshole eager.

We lay back and I was directed to suck a bit more before being told to dress. The escort was ordered in and I was taken to the quarters of Major X.

The major was a short stocky man, but very good-natured (in private).

"You are so beautiful" the major said, "my wife would kill us both if she knew".

I was told to strip and Major X's handsd and mouth feasted on my body parts.

"I have never had such a young and beautifu woman, even when I was that age. I am thrilled" he declared.

His cock was short and fat, much like him. I dutifuly sucked but had no special thrill, except that he finger-fucked me well. He also reoiled my asshole. It was plenty oily but it was the fun of it that was important.

Major X wanted me on top for both hole's fucking. He said he'd tell me when I had to change.

I got up and bounced on his cock, my first time in that position. I kept at it until he was about to come and for the first time, grabbed a cock and stuck it in my ass. I gave him a kiss as he came.

"You are the kind of woman my son should marry" he said.

He said his eighteen year old son had bought a twenty-seven year old woman because she had big tits. Major X predicted that his son would be back in the market in five years or less.

The major still had half of his time left with me so we repeated the previous session.

When I was returned to my cage, Zetta was not there. I had a feeling that she was getting more experience than she could manage. She arrived crying.

She said she had to suck off their four youngest soldiers, about fifteen or sixteen, and then they each fucked her ass. She said she'd finished sucking two and begun the third when the first guy, with no gentility, shoved his cock in her ass and fucked hard. So it continued until all four had had her. I tried to comfort her, but she was upset and quite sore.

I wondered for a moment why I hadn't seen any boys that age. Of course not. My cunt was for officers only. The older women were divided between officers' choice and rest for all fuckers. Zetta's virginity was being preserved for sale, but it would have been easier on her if the'd fucked her cunt.

I'd had little interaction with the adult women prisoners. They were being used sexually day and night. Things went on in this camp about the same way for the next few days. My favorite captain fucked me again every day. I would have stayed with him if I'd had any choice, but I was kept busy making the rounds in the beds of higher rank.

We were about to be taken to the city. As a parting activity, the Commandant planned a party for his staff and their sluts. Only the five favorite women were selected for the party. Of the other four, two were mid-twenties and very attractive. Two were about thirty. Though I believe all had children, they were shapely.

The Commandant had prepared a feast with very good food and wine. The hall had been equipped with couches in a semicircle at one end and the table at the other. We women, all bathed and newly clothed, were led in and paired off as prearranged. My favorite captain had procured me after, he said, a great struggle. We feasted and there were songs and stories and a great deal of laughter.

At a point, the Commandant called order. It was time to express appreciation for the women (as though we had any choice). Each of us was called upon by name, asked to stand, recieved applause, and presented with a necklace (not very valauble). We were toasted and everyone had a little too much wine.

"Now ladies" said the commandant, " we want you to wear only the necklaces".

The room full got naked. The captain led me to a couch and we had a wonderful suck-fuck-suck-fuck session before the crowd was directed to give others a chance with a different woman.

My second fucker was a man I hadn't had before. He was very tall, and perhaps the commandant thought he was too big for me. He certainly had a big long cock, but I was an experienced concubine now, and took it all in my cunt and a lot of it up my ass. He did a good job of bringing me to orgasms. Later I was passed around but the cocks weren't rising much. We were ordered to go around the room and suck all cocks to be sure everyone of them was fucked out.

In time, the party was over. The captain came to me and kissed me. He said that although I'd be gone in the morning, he'd remember me forever. I was touched. I cried. I asked to sleep with him that night. The commandant allowed it. We fucked in the morning.

(To Be Continued)

A Laundry Affair

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Chris was a 28yr old student. He had spent four yrs in the army and was in search of a woman to spend some time with. He had been on plenty of dates, but hadn’t found anyone to settle down with. Every week he did laundry at the same place and the same day. The reason for this was simple. The young woman that worked there every Sunday was the prettiest woman he had ever seen. He was completely in love with her. The bad part was that she had a boyfriend. She loved heavy metal and her boyfriend did tattoos for a living. Chris did nothing as eccentric as that, and did not think he could ever attract this young woman. So he basically spent every week talking to her and fantasizing about all the things he would like to do with her.

One day things changed a bit. He

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went to do his laundry on a Sunday like he always did. When he saw her she smiled. It always made him feel good when she smiled at him. She had a way of making him feel all tingly inside. She was pissed off about something he could tell by the look on her face.

“What’s the matter?” he asked, which she responded, “Nothing.”

He knew better then that so he said, “Come on I know you better then that I can tell something is wrong.” After a bit of persuasion she started telling him everything. She told him how her boyfriend was being a dick and she couldn’t stand him anymore. She told him she wanted to leave him, but didn’t know how to go about it. All the while she was talking Chris was thinking this was his big chance, and he might be able to find a way to get a date from her. All of a sudden out of nowhere she just grabbed him and hugged him tight against her.

This was not good for Chris. He was caught off guard completely, and unable to prepare for this embrace. He could feel her chest pressed against his stomach, and her head was laid against his chest. It was to much for him. He felt his cock getting bigger and bigger. He knew there was no way to hide this from her, but he couldn’t just push her away. Besides all of his fantasies involved her, so he couldn’t help but enjoy this a bit. He knew by now she had to notice him pressing against her stomach. She still hadn’t said anything and he kept expecting her to push away in disgust. However, just the opposite happened. She looked up at him and kissed him full on the lips. She slid her tongue into his mouth and they started kissing passionately. He was in another world. He thought he had to be dreaming. In the meantime she seemed to come to her senses, and pull away. After all the laundry mat was not empty. She took Chris by the hand and led him behind the counter.

There was a closet area behind the dryers. It was hotter then hell, but at this point Chris didn’t care one bit. She led him to an open area where all the supplies were stored. She once again began kissing him. Shoving her tongue deep into his mouth. She reached down and pulled his shirt off. Then she started to undo his pants. Before he even had a chance to prepare she had his pants and boxers pulled to the floor. Chris was still trying to decide if this was just a dream or not. In the meantime she started kissing her way down his chest to his stomach. She went down to her knees in front of him. He felt the heat as her lips closed around the head of his cock. She slowly began sliding her mouth up and down his cock. He was in heaven. This was the girl of his dreams and she was sucking his dick. He couldn’t help but wonder how far this would go. She began to speed up her pace. He began to warn her that he was going to cum, but she didn’t seem to care. She swallowed every drop of his cum, and then began to kiss her way back up to his mouth.

They began to kiss again, and he decided to take action. So he reached down and pulled her shirt off. He had always wanted to see her tits. He undid her bra and was admiring her prefect nipples. He went down on her and started sucking on first her left nipple then the right. He laid her down on the floor. Using they’re shed clothes for a blanket. He began to run small circles around her nipples with his tongue. She had her hand on his head running her fingers through his hair. He then started to kiss and lick his way down to her stomach. Once he got to her belly button he started to undo her pants. He slowly ran his tongue around her lower abdomen. Once he got her pants undone he paused long enough to pull her pants and underwear off. Then he went back to kissing and licking his way lower. He got to her already wet pussy, and kissed his way around her inner thighs.

He started to run his tongue from her knees up to her pussy and back again. He wanted to make this last as long as possible. After a bit of teasing he began to kiss her on her lips. He parted her lips with his tongue and moved his way up to her clit. He slowly started to lick and suck on her clit. He concentrated on nothing but her clit for what seemed like the longest time. After awhile he just took her clit between his lips, and started sucking. She was pushing her cunt into his face as he continued to eat her out.

Finally he decided it was time, and he slid his way up to her lips. As he started French kissing her again he slid his cock deep inside of her. She moaned as he entered her, and then they began to kiss deeply. He took his time fucking her. Sliding his dick deep inside and then slowly pulling out. He would come to the head of his cock and then slide all the way back in. He did this till he felt the walls of her pussy tighten around his cock. She also grabbed clenched the back of his head. He knew she was coming and let himself go. He came inside of her for what seemed like forever. Finally five minutes later he pulled out of her, and they got dressed.

They got back out to the laundry side where there was a couple of people who looked rather annoyed at her long absence. “So when will I see you again?” he asked. “Well I still have a boyfriend, and it wouldn’t be right for us to go out.” she responded. Chris couldn’t believe his ears. What the hell was this then. “We can still get together and just fuck”, she told him. He thought about it, and decided that he wanted more from her then just sex so he replied with a maybe and gathered his clothes to leave.