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gokothegiant on Transgender Stories

     She left on the first flight yesterday with very few words passing between us and those weren't very pleasant. Not much caring for being alone in the house I decided last night to hit one of the local bars, have a beer, play some darts. Nothing exciting , but something to occupy the evening.

     When I got out of my truck there were only two other cars in the lot. I recognized the bartender's but the other was  unknown to me. A Mercedes,long, sleek, black it didn't really fit with this watering hole, just a local icehouse where the guys get together and the wives pretty much stay out of.I entered the dimly lit bar and looked around. Nobody there , just me and Jim, the bartender.

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     'A beer, Jim'

    'A buck, G.'

     Same old stuff, some easy but bored chat, another beer on the way when the door to the ladies room opened and who I assumed the owner of the Mercedes. She was incredible. Nearly 6' tall, long legs,  big tits,  wild blonde hair and dressed to the nines. She came over to us and introduced herself to me. 'Paige'she said offering me her hand. 'Just call me G.,everybody does.'

    'What's a girl have to do to get offered a drink here, G.?' So I offered. Jim said she had been drinking white wine and so another glass was soon in front of her with the introductions behind .One glass led to another and another . I stopped drinking beer and suggested we head back to my house as I have made wine for years and had a lot of white on hand for a whole lot less than Jim charged. 'I'll follow you, G.' and witht hat we  were winding our way back into the subdivision.

   When we entered the front door Paige just stopped me witha touch on my shoulder and kissed me. Not a little peck on the lips, but a deep and electric kiss, our tongues mingling and jousting. I could taste the wine on her tongue and was very surprised ( like a could be much more surprised!) when she placed my hand on her left breast.Perfect! Her mouth was warm and now her tit was in my hand and Oh My God she had her rubbing my cock and I was hard as a steel rod. After this introduction she broke the kiss and asked for some of my wine.

    Who was I to turn down such a request and soon enough some Chardonnay was open and two glasses poured.We talked, or at least Paige did. I was busy wondering where this all would lead.And hoping I knew.

     'I'm new to the area, just moved here from New York (how's that for perfect?)and don't know anybody. Just you and Jim. I decided when I turned 25 I'd get out of there and try something new. And so here I am. 25 three days ago and looking for the something new. Any ideas?' I stammered I had one or two, thinking of blowjobs, fucking and everything in between.'I know what you're thinking , G. You are a naughty boy!'

    This was taking a desired , but impossible turn. I was married. Sure we had parted poorly, but we hadn't taken any drastic measures or said anything we couldn't smooth over.Looking around the living room I started to say as much whne Paige shhhshed me , saying 'I know, you're married. You couldn't help yourself, you were surprised when I kissed you......I know all that.How about another glass of this Cahrdonnay and we'll see if there's any thing we can do about all this.'I poured us each another,then opened another bottle and so on.And on.And on some more.After three more glasses we weren't talking much, just holding hands and taking the occasional kiss and she was rubbing my now hard -again cock and I was staring at her tits and her mouth and.......She leaned in toward me and lowered her mouth to my crotch. ZZZIIPP....

    Her lips, like the rest of her were perfect. Full, pouting, and the shade of red lipstick that drove me wild when my wife wore it and then they were around my cock.Now I truly couldn't help myself. I drove my cock in and out of here mouth, knowing I wasn't far away from a mindshattering gush of cum. I felt my balls tighten and let go. Paige kept sucking and pistoning her mouth up and down and swallowing.When I finally stopped pumping cum into her she raised her head and gave me another dep kiss. Now the taste of wine and cum enthralled me. I reached toward her tits and she obligingly opened her blouse to the most luscious pair I had ever seen Fully 38D's and free to breeze of the ceiling fan her nipples were erct and waiting for my mouth.I sucked in one and played with the other until I couldn't wait any longer and reached for her pussy.

   'Stop' Just that and no more.. I looked at her.'I have something to tell you that you need to know first. I'm not who you think I am.'

    I didn't care and continued 'til the real surprise of the evening was soon evident to me.An 8" cock was there instead of the tight wet hole I anticipated. 'Oh no.....a blowjob from a guy and kissing him and me with a raging hard-on most of the evening ......over a man!'These were the thought that first hit me, then 'Get the fuck out and never say anything to anybody' then more of the first.My cock instantly wilted and my face was numb from shock disgust and anger. And embarrassment.

     'I think you'd better go now'It was noncommital, neutral.'PLease,go now.'

      Paige looked at me.'I wanted to tell you, I just needed to feel some warmth, some human contact. I've been getting ready formy operation , all the counseling, all the hormone therapy, all teh deception. I just needed ............' I realized she was still the same person who had led me to very brink of ecstasyand took me over. She was still the same person with those magnificent tits, those alluring eyes and full soft lips.But she had a cock. How ? and why? andwhile I was wondering and thinking about it I continued reaching until her(his?) cock was in my hand. And Iwas stroking it in a rhythm I knew so well.She (yes! she) was soon moaning my name, her eyes half closed.She started grinding her hips in time with my hand and moved her hands over my shoulders and stroked my hair.She gently pushed my face toward her cock and with no resistance I soon had it in mouth. I never did this before but was loving the experience and the pictures it was making in my mind. I looked up to her heaving breasts , her lips slightly parted. She started thrusting into my mouth. Not he ramming thrusts I expected but strong, still feminine , yet insisting  uintil my mouth was full of cum.

     More wine. and another makeout session, her tits never leaving my mouth or hands. Her hands never leaving my cock.'I want you in me' Paige's voice was soft but nearly pleading. I wanted it too, and wasted no motion or time postioning myself behind her. She was on her knees with her ass(oh my god, waht an ass. Tight,yet soft and curved in just the right way. 'Now' she said, rubbing her ass against me.

takethemoney06 on Teen Stories

Working second shift isn't always fun. Sometimes though, it has its benefits. Namingly - I get off when someone wants to get fucked really badly.

It was just like any other Friday night. At work, the same boring mantra as always. A few text messages on breaks to keep me awake. Just like any other Friday night until about 11:30 that is. 

I got a message on my phone and checked it at my desk. It was my-ex and occassional fuck buddy, Stephenie. We had dated for about a year, broken up, got back together, broken up again, got back together again - you know the drill. We fucked a few times afterward when neither of us could get laid, but I had not heard from her in about four months.

The message read: I really need a cock tonight. Come to my house when you get off. D

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on't wake up my parents. 

I responded, leave the window open. 

After about another half-hour of internet reports, I shut down the computer and headed to the car. It was about a 30-minute drive to Stephenie's, so I sent her a message to remind her. 

Her response was a picture message of her fingering her pussy. I could tell this was going to be a good night. I cranked up the radio and headed south on the local highway, speeding where I could. I couldn't help but imagining the thought of Stephine's cunt though. It was always so tight around my cock and she knew just how to make her muscles tense when I was about to cum. That wasn't the best part though. I couldn't wait to shove my face in between her thighs and lick up every last drop of her wonderful juice. That's what I was going for.

In about 25 minutes I was on Stephenie's road. Just in case her Dad woke up, I parked at a gravel lot about a quarter of a mile away. The sign said no parking after 7 p.m. on Fridays, but my dick can't read. 

I got out and ducked behind some trees, hearing a car in the distance. As it got closer, I noticed it was a Sheriff's Deputy. The car slowed up as it saw my car in the gravel lot. I knew they didn't give tickets for parking there, everybody did it. But they did watch closely because it was a great place to get laid if you couldn't at home or at a party. 

This officer was quite inquisitive, though. And pulled in and got out of his car. After peering into my car with his flashlight, he scanned the bushes I was hiding in. I don't know what made me do it - but something said run. So I did. 

The deputy yelled after me and chased for about a 100 yards, but I ducked away off the path. He was kind of big, so I guess he gave up. I doubled-back to check and make sure he wasn't running my tags - he was gone. Nothing like a little adreneline rush to get your dick throbbing, right?

I half-walked, half-jogged through the woods alongside Steph's road. When I got to her house, I jumped the fence quietly and snuck around back. Her window was on the lower floor, beneath a deck - which made for good cover just in case. The window was open and I climbed in. I was ready to blow. 

Chance meeting

phllcs40 on Teen Stories

The day started like any other fishing trip 'EARLY' after getting to the spot i had decided to fish i set my kit up then sat in the chair and fell asleep, as i said like most trips.

i must have been asleep for about half hour when i was awoken by voices,i heard a girls voice say to another ''it's no good i got to go!''

the other girl say's ''ok i'll have a quick one too''

my mind was jumping summersalts, i had to know, i stood up and creeped to a bush so i could see the 2 girls.one was dressed in a red t-shirt and skirt with white sock's and tennis shoe's the other was wearing a green top and short's with the same on her feet, they were both about 16 and thin almost to thin.as i watched the girl in the skirt pulled it up to reveal a big pair of white panties my cock be

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gan to stir slowly getting hard,she started to pull them down and my cock leapt to a full erection, it started to hurt so i released it from my shorts.she then bent her knees and started to pee, my hand went to my cock and started to stroke, to see and hear the yellow fluid fall from her young pussy to the ground was making me so hot.

''WHAT are you doing?'' i heard a voice say to my left it was the other girl in the green top and short's

''uuurrmmm i urrrmmm''my cock still in my hand

the girl saw my cock and said ''mmmmmm your watching my friend pee and wanking while you watch'' she put her hand to her chin as though she was deciding what to do then smiled and said ''please let me have a go?''

i was stunned but before i could answer she was beside me and her warm young fingers slid around my cock ''my your big and so hard'' she stated, all i could do is stand there and enjoy the feeling as her other hand cupped my full balls and sqeezed gently, it felt so good.i was sudenly aware of the other girl on her knees at my feet her tougue licking at my now leaking cock eye.

''dose he taste good?'' the girl in green asked

''yeah now get down here and give me a hand''she snapped

the girl in green dropped so her eager mouth could close around my balls making my cock jump with pleasure.

the girl in the red top stood up and holds my face and ask's ''do you know how old i am?''

''no i don't'' i replyed

''well i'm 16 and my friend who's has your cock deep in her mouth is not going to be 16 for another 3 weeks! i hope it feels good cos that's all your going to get off of her!but me i'm going to let you play with my hot wet pussy'' i smiled as my hand stroked the front of her red t-shirt her nipples already hard to the touch''mmmmmmmmm she moaned that feels good'' she pulled up her shirt and told me to suck her nipples, i was finding it so hard to not stop and relish in the pure sexual delight of her friends eager mouth.

''hey'' she said ''don't forget me!'' pulling my head down onto her nipple, my hand now slowly pulling up her skirt my mind racing knowing those white panties where inches away.my fingers brushed her panties and i could feel my balls tighten and my cock harden''i'm going to cum''i panted''she'll take it all she loves spunk, with that my cock exploded into her throat her head jammed my cock deep into her throat as every last drop of cum was consumed,my still haed cock was cleaned by her tongue which just made me harder!

''yes thats it rub my clitt''i had been rubbing her clit through her panties and not known it,her juices filled my hand as her hips moved in time with fingers, she started to shudder and i felt her hold on to me.''oh shit, oh shit i'm cumming!!''she shouted and i felt her cunt lips pulse around my fingers and her juices covering my hand

''they must be over here!''i heard a voice shout. the 2 girls looked at each other sorted there clothes out smiled and ran into the tree's, thus ended a very horny but to short peice of my life

Shemale Fantasy-Pt. 1

katsings on Transgender Stories

My fantasy is to be taken by a shemale. 

I have been working at this boutique for about three months.  I sometimes work the same shift with this very attractive young lady who is tall with a knock out shape.  Her breasts look absolutely luscious as she dresses very provocative at times.  I find myself very turned on whenever I am around her.

One evening after the store was closed, I was at the register counting the till and she was supposed to be straightening up the dressing rooms.  As I was standing at the register, I noticed her walking towards my way with a very sexy look in her eyes.  I could tell, as she got closer, that her nipples were very hard.  Though I was looking very intently at her, I managed to ask h

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er if she was finished.  She said, "not yet."  Before I knew it she was standing behind me with both of her hands covering and squeezing my very supple breasts.  She pressed into me and got very close to my ear and whispered, "I can't take it anymore."  "I have to have you."  I was weak at the knees, but I couldn't resist pressing back into her.  She told me that she wanted me right then and there and that she had a big, big surprise for me.  Man, I was so excited and turned on that I continued to press my butt back into her and as I did I felt something long and hard.  With her mouth still pressed to my ear she asked, "do you feel that."  Speechless, I shook my head yes.  I felt it and I wanted it.

She pulled up my long skirt and started rubbing my butt through my panty hose.  She pulled my panty hose down to my knees and had full access to my ass as I was wearing a pair of black thongs.  She bent me over and proceeded to kiss and lick my ass.  It felt soooo! good.  She told me to step out of my panty hose.  I did so very quickly, wanting to continue feeling her toungue.  As I bent over, she didn't back up so I kept bumping back into my surprise. By now my pussy was getting very wet with excitement.

After I had taken off my panty hose, I tried to turn around, but she told me to "stay like you are."  I didn't put up a fight as she bent me back over and continued to lick my ass like it has never been licked before.  With my panty hose off, I was able spread my legs more.  She just licked and moaned.  She asked me if I liked her tongue.  In total bliss I managed to say "yes" that I loved it and wanted more.  Her tongue felt wonderful.  She told me she was getting me ready for my surprise.  I spread my legs a little more.  As she was licking, I could feel her moving and noticed her short skirt drop to the floor and noticed those beautiful and long knock out legs of hers.  She stood up behind me again and I could feel something long and hard rubbing against my ass.  All the while thinking it was a big strap on cock, my pussing quivered with anticipation.  She asked me if I was ready.  With just a whisper I said "yes."  As I spread my legs and bent over, that long hard thing plunged right into my now very, very wet pussy.  It felt so good and she knew just how to work it in.  She asked me if I liked it.  I responded by pressing back and moving with her.  I told her I was coming, the first of many.  She worked deeper and deeper into my pussy.  Before I know it, I was coming again.  She told me how she had dreamt about this moment and how good my pussy felt.  As I was about to tell her I was coming again, she told me she was coming.  All I felt was something very warm as she went as deep as she could, while I was having my own orgasm.  We were both working in a frenzy trying to get as much of each other as we could.  As I finished, I fell limp over the counter with our juices running down my legs and as she finished, she fell limp over my back.  She told me how wonderful it felt and that it was as good as she imaged.  Before long we both got our breath and I felt her rubbing our juices from between my legs all over my ass.  It felt so good as she proceeded to bend over and lick my ass.  She told me that she loved to lick asses and that she will be licking mines from now on.  I didn't object in the least.  It felt too good.  She also told me that she couldn't wait for me to lick our juices off of her cock.  Still oblivious to what she was saying, I couldn't wait to suck on the dildo that had just given me so much pleasure. 

After a few minutes  of licking, she turned me around very quick and kissed me very passionately.  The combination of her very talented tongue, mixed with our juices and saliva was very intoxicating.  This was the first time that we had been face to face.  After a minute or so of kissing, she pulled away and told me she wanted to feel my mouth.  With that she put her hands on my shoulders and pushed me down to the floor in front of the most beautiful and biggest cock I had ever seen.  I wasted no time putting her in my mouth.  I thought no more about a dildo, I just wanted to pleasure her with my mouth like she pleasured me.  As I was sucking on her, I looked up right into her eyes and she gave me a smile and a wink.  I knew that from then on this would be my favorite position, second to have her deep inside of me.  

As I sucked, all I wanted was her cum in my mouth.  I wanted to feel that warm, hot cum that had filled my pussy.  I licked and sucked like my life depended on it.  She just lay backwards limp on the counter.  I loved everything about her cock and I wanted her to know it.  After a few minutes of intense sucking and her talking dirty to me about what a good time we were going to have with each other, she told me she was coming.   She came very hard with cum spilling out of my mouth and down my chin.  It felt warm, hot and good.  When she finished, I just continued to lick.  She had her eyes closed and was still enjoying my tongue.  After a minute, she lifted me up and kissed me with my mouth still full of her cum.  We kissed like only two women could kiss.  While kissing me, she was also hugging me.  She pulled away from kissing me and whispered in my ear that she wanted some more of me.  That she wanted to lick my pussy like it has never been licked before.  I got hot all over again.

We got dressed and hurried up and finished closing the store.  We went to her apartment where we made love and talked almost all night.  I have become a shemale slut and I love it.  Big cock and big breasts, who could ask for more.

Visiting Some of Califoria'a Most Private Places

DAVEYBOY5371 on Other Stories

Not long ago my wife and I flew to California on vacation.  While there we stayed a couple days at Rachel and Herman’s house, although Herm was unfortunately traveling for his company.  We’d been close friends for many years before they took a job transfer to California.  When I say close friends, I mean that not only were we friends but we’d been about as intimate as you can be without sleeping together.  We’d gone skinny dipping together, had made love to our partners with nothing but an open doorway between us - close

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enough to hear each other’s lovemaking, but somehow this had never translated into sharing sexually together, at least beyond knowing what Rachel sounded like when she climaxed.  I was a little sad about that.  Not only was Rachel a knockout in looks, but she was also the only woman my wife, who had never been with a woman sexually, openly fantasized about.  But we’d had so many opportunities to become sexual and nothing had happened when we were young couples in our twenties, then thirties, and there was no reason to expect things to change in our 40’s.

 

We arrived at their house on a Friday afternoon.  Rachel had left us a key, had food in the refrigerator for us, and a note, saying she would be home about 6pm.  She actually drug in obviously tired at 7.  She flopped in the couch.  Laying back she visited with us for a couple hours, just relaxing.  My wife Jenny moved over and sat at her feet, eventually pulling off her shoes and taking them in her lap.  Rachel moaned in pleasure when Jenny began massaging her foot commenting that her Herm didn’t ever rub her feet.

 

“Well just relax and enjoy,” Jenny assured her as we continued to visit, but Rachel’s words were now mixed into a nearly constant stream of moans and soft sighs of pleasure and conversation trailed off as Jenny moved her hands up onto Rachel’s calves, gently kneading, working up toward her knee.  Rachel flopped her other leg onto the floor and using it for leverage repositioned herself lower on the couch allowing Jenny, if she wished, better access to her upper leg.  I sat watching from 3 feet away, just the other sofa, my breathing quickening, my cock stirring with the possibilities.  At last, as I watched my wife begin running her fingers along Rachel’s inner thigh, I could leave things alone no longer and sitting on the floor I took her other leg in my hands and began working to catch up with Jenny, who smiled at me and slowed her pace until I had done the foot and calf, then joined her on the inner thigh.  By this time, Rachel’s short skirt had ridden up, so right at my eye level was the lovely sight of her sex, encased in a lacey thong.

 

Rachel was making distinctly sexual sounds now her eyes shut as my wife’s and my hands rubbed her inner thighs, only a few short inches shy of her womanhood.  Her nipples were clearly erect and pressed against the thin fabric of her blouse demanding their own share of attention, but they would have to wait a little longer.  Instead both Jenny and I ran our fingers eagerly over the skin at the edge of her thong, the crouch of which was now visibly soaked with Rachel’s arousal.

 

The moment of truth was fast approaching and I knew we were crossing over to a new level of friendship as I watch my wife running her fingers lightly over cleft of Rachel’s sex, now clearly outlined under the wet crouch of her thong.  I moved up toward Rachel’s face and kissed her hungrily, her mouth opening and her own tongue darting forth to play with mine.  I felt her lift her hips and glancing down I saw Jenny pulled the thong off showing us both our friend’s completely shaved vulva and light pink labia glistening with female juices.  I was frantically pulling Rachel’s shirt open as Jenny bent her head to pleasure her friend and in so doing would taste the very first female essence she’d ever had aside from her own.

 

Rachel gasped and cried out in delight as Jenny made contact with her sex just as I gained access to her bra clad D+ cup breasts.  I pulled the cups down revealing her white orbs  topped with stiff pink nipples which I quickly began teasing with my tongue before sucking them firmly feeling her arch upward encouraging me to provide even more pleasure for her nipples.  So I reached over and began tugging and twisting gently on the other nipple while playfully biting the starkly stiff nipple in between my lips her hands pressing my head harder to her breasts as she suddenly cried out her orgasm ripping through her body like an express train, her whole being convulsing as wave after wave of pure pleasure coursed through her being.

 

When she came down to each once more she smiled at us both.  “I wanted to do this with you for twenty years!”  Then she stretched her back like a cat and purred.  Let go to bed.  I don’t think I’m going to be able to go to work tomorrow after fucking all night…then eying my cock making a huge bulge in my pants, she said, “I don’t think I’ll care either!”

 

And with that we all headed toward her bed, but that is a story for another time.

 

Comments or suggestions:  Thomascan06@yahoo.com

 

 

The Young Blackmailer

xerox on Forced Stories

Dave Holt was easy going and basically a lazy person. But because of his good looks and ability to make people laugh he had always gotten by in life. At 32 years old he was still in great shape and worked out on a regular basis. He had married a driven career woman early on and had mostly been a stay-at-home dad since the birth of their daughter Rachel 13 years ago. His wife was a social climber and they had moved into the upper crust neighborhood a few years earlier. Even though their roles were reversed by traditional standards, the Holts had an idyllic life and Rachel had lots of friends. Since he was around most of the time, her girlfriends all loved to tease and flirt with Rachel’s “cool

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dad”.

 

Little did Dave know this seemingly innocent behavior was going to change his life forever. Rachel’s best friend was Maddie, a wise-beyond-her-years girl who was maturing early. As the baby of the family, Maddie’s parents had always spoiled her rotten and she led a privileged life. The private school, the latest fashions, the coolest toys; she wanted for nothing. Maddie was a very smart kid too and was labeled “precocious” at a very young age – some even said she had a devious streak in her. She also always seemed to get her way – even around adults.

 

One evening Dave came home from the gym to find Rachel and Maddie playing video games while his wife cooked dinner. He exchanged a few jokes and mildly suggestive comments with the girls (you two are going to be heartbreakers you know, any boyfriends yet, etc.), kissed his wife in the kitchen and went off to take a shower.

 

Dave got out of the shower and was toweling off his face and hair when he felt his wife grab his penis. He good naturedly told her to “let go or I won’t be responsible for what happens.” Though surprised she didn’t let go immediately he continued drying off. When he put the towel down his surprise turned to shock when he saw it wasn’t his wife at all but Rachel’s friend Maddie holding on to his cock.

 

Before Dave could tell her to let go and push her away Maddie squeezed his prick and whispered: “Don’t do anything or I’ll scream. Your wife will never believe you!”

 

Dave was speechless. “The little bitch was right he thought. What the hell am I going to do?” Despite the awkwardness of the situation his cock had started to harden while Maddie pulled and rubbed it.

 

“I told Rachel she needed to keep playing the video game while I looked for some “cheats” on-line. I’ve only seen my dad’s penis when he was changing clothes before” said Maddie sweetly. “My sister said they grow if you touch them and I just want to see how big one gets. Then I’ll leave.”

 

Feeling trapped, Dave could only nod meekly as Maddie continued to stroke his shaft. The main thought going through his mind was a terrifying “what if my wife comes in here?!” Even so, he was oddly excited by the forbidden nature of the encounter. At an above average 8.5” in length and very thick, his erect member looked enormous in Maddie’s small hand. Although he was trying to ignore the little vixen Dave did notice her eyes widen when his cock was at full attention. His was nothing like the “normal” representations in the school health class films. After a bit Dave felt the first stirrings of an orgasm and warned Maddie if she didn’t stop soon he was going to cum all over the place. Maddie let go right away but an impartial observer would have seen the distinct look of curiosity on her face. Next, to Dave’s amazement, she pulled her cell phone out of her pocket, bent down and quickly snapped a picture of herself kissing the head of Dave’s still erect cock. Dave made a grab for the phone but Maddie was too quick and skipped out of the room with a quick “see ya later Mr. Holt.” Dave was in no condition to chase after her either.

 

After Dave’s raging hard-on had subsided he got dressed and went about his business the rest of the evening, all the while vowing to keep a closer eye on the pubescent witch-in-training.

 

The next afternoon there was a knock at the door and Dave opened it to see Maddie and another girl he hadn’t met before. “Rachel’s at the library doing homework” said Dave curtly.

 

“We know,” the girls giggled and Maddie had the audacity to wink at him. In a soft voice Maddie said: “I told Betty I could show her a grown-up penis for $10.”

 

“You need to go home right now” said Dave, his voice rising in anger.

 

“But Mr. Holt, what would happen if I showed my parents that picture of you? You know the one, right?”

 

“You’ve got to be kidding”

 

“Not at all Mr. Holt. And don’t believe I won’t do it either!”

 

“Oh my god! I can’t believe you’re doing this.” Not knowing what else to do, Dave let them inside and closed the door.

 

Once inside Dave said: “let’s get this over with quickly and you can get the hell out.” He started to unzip his fly but Maddie told him he had to be naked just like the day before. “I promised Betty she could see the whole package.”

 

“This is fucking embarrassing” thought Dave as he disrobed in front of the gawking girls. “I’m being blackmailed by a punk kid barely out of a training bra!”

 

Once he was standing naked in front of them, Maddie and Betty came over and Maddie grabbed his cock. And, just like the day before, it responded. “It’s not that big now but watch what happens” Maddie told Betty as she stroked and pulled. Sure enough, in no time Dave’s member was at full attention again. “See what I mean?” Betty gave a nod and stared wide eyed at the huge, throbbing cock. Maddie told her to take over sliding her hand up and down the shaft while she started fondling Dave’s balls. “I found some pictures on the Internet last night after my parents went to bed” she explained. “Let’s see what happens if we don’t stop this time. Don’t move Mr. Holt.” By this time the double-handed stimulation had clouded his mind and he closed his eyes and groaned as he felt his balls contract and he shot a huge wad across the room. Betty squealed in surprise and Maddie continued the handjob until Dave had nothing left and every drop was squeezed from his cock. Standing in the foyer totally spent, he didn’t even care at that moment when Betty used Maddie’s phone to take a couple more incriminating pictures. As Dave was recovering Maddie reminded him: “You know what I can do with these pictures don’t you?” Then she and Betty walked primly out the front door with a “see you tomorrow.”

 

End of part one . . .

TurnothCheek on Forced Stories

            I was raped and it changed me…



    It was in June and the sun was high in the sky without a single saving cloud in sight. A typical day in Florida. My mother, the control freak from hell, had decided to go job looking. My Father was at work as usual but  my family never had been able to make ends meet. Me and my three sisters had been  left home alone for the third time. My mother hardly ever left us but when she was away, the phrase “When the cat’s away, the mice will play.” was an under statement for our behavior.

    We were mostly good kids, just the normal argumen

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ts and the sneaking of candy from mom’s ‘secret’ cabinet. On this particular day we were doing one of our favorite past times of throwing socks in the fan as it spun and threw them all over the place. Every once in awhile we would get lucky and hit one another in the head causing everyone else to laugh hysterically.

    After an hour or so and everyone calmed down, my older sisters decided to go ride their bikes while my younger sister, Camille, took a nap. That was fine with me, I kind of wanted to smoke a cigarette.

    As soon as they were gone, I snuck a smoke from my moms pack and went out to the back porch. I didn’t really like the way it tasted and I was no way addicted. I just felt…cooler when I smoked. As I got older I realized how stupid that was and stopped, but as a kid, I thought it made me cool.

    After the second or third puff, I heard the grass moving around the side of the house. I assumed it was just one of the neighbors dogs and took another hit off the cigarette. I stifled a cough, blew the smoke back out my mouth. Inhaling, as most smokers do, never occurred to me. Just then a tall, dark haired man walked around the corner of my house. He was wearing a blue button up shirt, there was a company logo on it that I didn’t notice, and dark blue loose fitting pants.  He looked like the heat was taking a toll on him. He had some sort of device in his hand and I immediately recognized him as one of those guys that comes and checks your gas meter in your back yard.

    He wasn’t looking at me at first, he seemed really focused on what he was doing. Then when he did look up at me, I froze. He was an adult, and there I was smoking a cigarette. I quickly mashed it out on the brick wall and started to get up.

   “Don’t stop on account of me,” he said, waving his hand in the air and smiling. “actually, you got anymore? I sure could use one right about now.”
His voice was so deep and strong. Demanding. I was instantly afraid of him but at the same time, I was enthralled. He had dark brown, maybe even black, hair that was cut short and he looked about thirty-five to my twelve year old uneducated eyes.
   
    He walked over to me and sat on the stack of crates across from me. He stared at me fro a minute before I realized an answer was required of me. “Oh, no sorry. I stole that one from my mom’s pack.” I said, shifting my eyes to the ground.

   “That’s ok, I’m trying to quit anyway. It sure is hot today, huh.” I heard him say and I looked up to see that his forehead was wet. He reached up and wiped it but not really drying it. Then my eyes caught on his. He had the lightest blue eyes I had ever seen. They reminded me of the shallow water of the ocean and the suns rays shining in it. I jerked my eyes away and remembered the “No talking to strangers” rule my Mother had so firmly instilled in us. But he was probably ok, he worked for our gas company, I assured myself.

     “Did you want some water?” I asked, thinking maybe I could get him a glass and then he might leave. He was an adult and I wasn’t sure how to ask him to go. Then again, I wasn’t sure I wanted him to. He seemed nice.
 
     “That would be great, but I don’t want to disturb your family.” He said, placing his hands on knees as if to get up. I could see the dark hairs all along his arms and the muscles that were just barely peeking from his shirt sleeves. I realized then that he was very attractive. He looked a lot older then the normal boys I had crushes on and I was sure he was more experienced. The guys from school that I liked would just chase me around and pick on me. I doubted that he would want to play tag or anything else like it.

     “Oh, their not here. Well except for my little sister Camille, and she is sleeping.” I said, unknowingly informing him that I was an easy target.

     “All right, but just one glass. I don’t want to get you in trouble.” He said, rising up from his chair. I had always thought it odd how an adult could make what they want seem like what you want. How could I benefit from him getting a glass of water?

    I stood from my chair as well and opened the door to my house. I peeked in and took a quick glance around the den and the dining room. No one was there and the house was quiet. I knew that my older sisters would probably not be back for hours and Camille might sleep the rest of the day, but I wanted to be careful. They would snitch on me so quick my mom would have me grounded before she even got home. But the coast was clear and I walked into the house with the man behind me. I felt a strange feeling in my stomach. A mix between fear and excitement. I hadn’t intended for him to follow me in, I could just as easily bring him a glass outside. Not knowing what to say, I simply continued towards the light switch in the dining room. I flipped on the light and then the light in the kitchen as well.  The house seemed dark and I felt nervous. It was strange being there with him, alone. I decided it would be best to get him out of the house as fast as possible.

    “This is a very beautiful house.” I heard him say behind me as I put some ice in a glass. I nodded my head, not really caring if he noticed or not. I walked over to the tap and turned on the cold side, filling the glass, then I turned to him and handed him the glass. He quickly lifted it to his lips and drank rapidly, noisily. I watched his adams apple move with each loud gulp. I put my hands behind my back and leaned my back against the counter, no longer knowing what to do or say. When the glass was empty except for left over ice, he sat it down on the counter and began looking around, as if my dull kitchen were suddenly extremely fascinating.

     “Is this house big? It looks huge from the outside. I’ve been looking for a house, been thinking about buying this time. How many bedrooms does it have?” He asked, tilting his head to the side and squinting his eyes a little. I wondered if I sometimes made that face at people too. I began counting off the rooms in the house, not really sure why he was asking, then told him that there was four. He nodded in approval, as if that was the right answer.
 
    “I bet you have to share a room with your sisters, huh. I had to share a room with my brother when I was a kid. Man we fought like cats and dogs.” He said, shaking his head from side to side.

   “No, actually, I have my own room.” I said, crossing my arms over my chest proudly. I had fought my sister for that room but I had won because no one wanted to share a room with me. I was a bit on the lazy side when it came to cleaning my room. He gave me a look of disbelief, also crossing his arms over his chest.

     “You don’t believe me?” I said, almost too loudly. He had almost called me a liar and I wasn’t going to stand for it. “I can show you.” I said, standing up straight.

    “No, it’s ok. Most kids have to share rooms at some point in there lives, it’s really no big deal. I should go,” he added, glancing at his watch.

    “No, I want to show you.” I scoffed at him, and walked around the corner to the hallway. I walked to the end, where my room was and looked back to see if he was following me. He wasn’t.

    “Are you coming or what?” I said down the hallway. Then I saw the shadows in the kitchen shift and he was came around the corner. I opened my bedroom door and walked in. I kicked a few pieces of clothes under my bed then crossed my arms over my chest again as he walked through my door way.
    
     “See!” I said sharply, “this is all mine.” He nodded his head as he looked around the room.

    “It’s very nice, I’m sorry I didn’t believe you.” His eyes met mine as he said this and I looked at the ground. He then walked over to the back corner of my room and pretended to study the pictures on my walls. “Is this your name? Michelle?” He asked, pointing at one of my drawings.

     “Yeah, what’s your name?” I asked, as I walked towards the door.
 
     “David. I really like your drawings though, you’ve got a lot of potential.” he said, still studying the wall.

     “Ok, well I think we should go back outside.” I said, finally getting up enough courage to admit to myself that I was a little freaked out and I had just invited some strange man into my bedroom. He nodded and walked towards me. I quickly turned around and headed out the door.
 
    But before I got out the door all the way, I was stopped by his arms wrapping around me and pulling me back in. He shut the door with his foot and it almost seemed to close in slow motion. I reached my hands out to try to catch the door but I was out of reach. The blanket of fear began to envelop me.  I opened my mouth to scream, but it was as though he read my mind and his hand was placed over my mouth before a single sound even escaped.

    “Now Michelle, let’s not have any of that. You know you wanted to be alone with me, why else would you have invited me to your room?” He whispered into my ear. I felt the tears began to fall and I knew that he would stop as soon as he knew I didn’t really want to be alone with him. It was all just a mistake. I shook my head as hard as I could, trying to tell him no, I didn’t want to be in that room anymore but he just stared at me with his mouth partly open and a weird grin on his face. He laid me on the bed and I knew then that he was going to do something bad, something really bad. Like the stuff on TV when mom always made us cover our eyes. I always peeked a little to see a man and a woman with no clothes on moving around in a bed. But they always seemed to be enjoying themselves so maybe I didn’t have anything to be afraid of, I tried to comfort myself. But the feeling in my stomach, the fear, didn’t subside at all. My face was soaked from the tears and he was just staring down at me, as if contemplating his next move.

     “Now, no more screaming, or I’m going to have to hurt you Michelle, ok? You promise no more screaming?” He said and I slowly nodded. He slowly moved his hand from my mouth.

     “Please don’t hurt me, I’m sorry. I didn’t really..” I was babbling on when he slapped me in the mouth and I instantly tasted the copper taste of blood. I had once compared it to the taste of pennies when I was in my penny-tasting stage. I cried out but the sound was muffled by his hand that had been replaced over my mouth.

     “You’re going to have to be quiet. Now that was nothing compared to what you’ll get if you try to be loud like that again, you got it?” He asked, and I knew then that there was no reasoning with this man. I nodded my head again and he removed his hand again. I vowed to not say another word.

   Then, before I knew what was happening, he brought his lips down over mine and kissed me hard. The stubble on his face that had barely been visible was prickly against my cheeks. Then he positioned himself on top of me, his legs on either side of my legs, and I felt something hard poking my knees. I gasped when I realized it was his cock and he took that opportunity to shove his tongue in my mouth. I tried to close my mouth again but he was much stronger then me. His tongue was plowing through my mouth, searching. Then his hand was inside of my shirt, grabbing at the little bumps known as my breasts. There was hardly anything there at all. My mom had just bought me my first training bra about a week before. But his hands, rough and desperate, squeezed and rubbed as if they were there.

    He then pulled his hand from my shirt and began unsnapping my jeans. I tried to push his hands away but my weak hands were no match for his. He jerked my pants undone and I began screaming into his mouth “No, no no.” but what was heard in the room was simply muffled noises.

   Then his hand was in my pants, over my panties, rubbing and squeezing. It hurt how rough he was. He seemed so desperate and out of control. I wondered if he would kill me and I began fighting him again. He pinched the inside of my thigh and I cried out, again only a muffled sound was heard. I stopped fighting and let the tears fall from my eyes. He finally took his lips away from mine and I looked into his eyes again. The sunshine seemed to be gone from the shallow water. His eyes seemed much darker now.
 
   “Please don’t hurt me.” I whispered to him, trying to avoid getting hit again. Then I felt his fingers slide under my panties and I squinted my eyes shut, trying to brace myself for his rough touch. But his fingers were suddenly gentle.

   “Oh, your so soft Michelle.” He said, closing his eyes. He slowly rubbed his hand over my naked crotch as the silent tears streamed down my face. Then I felt him part my lips and his finger rubbed against my clit. My body jerked unexpectedly with the strange sensation his rough fingers gave me. I heard him laugh quietly.

     “Oh, you like that don’t you.” He said. Then he began pulling my pants down. I rapidly shook my head, whispering no, over and over again. He didn’t seem to hear me as he pulled them past my ankles and threw them to the floor, leaving me on the bed in  my panties. I felt cold and exposed. Being half naked in a room with a man I just met was frightening. He then pulled my panties down but only to mid thigh. I covered myself with my hands and he grabbed my hands with one arm and placed them over my head.

    “Michelle, don’t make this any harder on yourself. Just lay there like a good girl.” He said, squeezing my hands really hard. I nodded quickly then turned away from him. I couldn’t stand to watch him. To see him looking at me while he was touching me. I closed my eyes, hoping it was just a nightmare and I would wake up. Then he let go of my hands and I felt his weight shift on the bed, and then my panties were slid off. Then his hands were on my knees trying to spread them apart. I didn’t fight him, I just let my legs go wherever he was going to put them. I prayed it wouldn’t hurt and that it would all be over soon.

    Then I felt his breath on my naked pussy and it took everything I had to  not fight him. Not that it would have done any good, I was no match for him.

   “It’s beautiful, so perfect and clean. I’m going to make you come Michelle.” I heard him say. I wondered what that meant but I was sure it wasn’t anything good. Then I felt his warm, wet mouth on my pussy lips and I felt my legs jerk. His tongue began moving up and down on my lips, then in between and he hit my clit. I unintentionally moaned as a surge of intense pleasure shot up from where his tongue touched me and into my belly. I forgot everything then. All I could think of was the way his tongue felt on my pussy. Then I felt his fingers touching lower then his tongue. He was looking for the hole that I knew was down there but had never touched or found myself. Then I felt him pushing inside. I tried to close my legs but there was no hope. I felt very afraid. I knew pain was coming and I wanted to stop him before he hurt me. Then it was inside of me. However, it didn’t hurt at all, it actually felt good. It did feel a little strange but it was also pleasurable. His tongue began to move again and I was overcome by pleasure. I realized I had been leaning my body towards his mouth and I relaxed back onto the bed. I didn’t want him to know I was enjoying it.
  
     “Oh your so tight and you taste so good.” He said as he stopped for a second then began again. Then suddenly he began to lick my clit faster and his finger was suddenly going in and out of me. The rest of the world disappeared. I couldn’t think anymore, I only felt. I got this feeling that something was coming, like I was climbing a ladder. I heard moans but I wasn’t sure if it was me anymore. All I could think about was his finger inside of me and his tongue that was causing my body to sweat and convulse on the bed. Then it happened. I had my first orgasm. It ripped through me and I cried out. It sounded like a cry of pain but I wasn’t hurt at all. I felt my legs jerk. Then I collapsed back onto the bed feeling like I had jut ran a mile. I didn’t feel afraid anymore. If this was what he wanted from me, I didn’t really have any complaints.

  I felt him shift on the bed and I opened my eyes  to see him undoing his pants. Even with them on, I could see the huge bulge where I knew his penis was. At that time I didn’t understand about a man being hard when he was turned on, all I knew was that it was huge and I had no idea what he intended to do with it. I watched him pull his pants and underwear down in one quick swipe. His penis was sticking straight out and it looked bigger then I had ever imagined it would be. The fear returned and the intense pleasure I had just experienced was quickly forgotten, though it  still felt extremely wet between my legs.
    
   “Come here,” He said motioning for me to get up, “ I want you to put this in your mouth.” He was holding his penis and I didn’t  need to clarify what exactly he meant, I knew right away. I got up and positioned myself in front of him. He sat on the bed and leaned his back against the wall. I just stared at his huge, hard cock, afraid to move or do something wrong but at the same time, oddly fascinated.
 
  “Come on, put it your mouth!” He ordered impatiently. I opened my mouth as wide as I could and lowered my lips to the head of his dick. As soon as my lips met his skin I heard him make a sound, sort of like a whimper or a moan. I took the whole head in my mouth but that was as far as I could go. He tried to push my head on him further, but it wasn’t going to happen. He was just too big and my mouth was too small.

   “Just take it in and out of your mouth.” He said, sounding frustrated. I did as I was told. I heard him breathing hard and it felt good to know that I was making him feel good. But it didn’t make sense. This man was forcing himself on me and there I was trying to please him. He then took his hand and started moving it up and down over his penis, the part that wasn’t in my mouth. It felt like his head was getting bigger and I tried to move faster, remembering what he done to me.

  “I’m gonna cum Michelle and I want you to swallow it. Don’t you dare spit it out.” I wasn’t sure what was about to happen but I braced myself. Then suddenly he was pushing himself farther into my mouth and I felt my lips stretching a little. It was uncomfortable but I got the feeling it would be over soon.

  Then his dick started jerking in my hand. I heard him moaning loudly and I tried to move as fast as I could, taking the head of his cock in and out of my mouth. Before I knew what was happening, my mouth was being filled with hot liquid. It didn’t taste bad, but it wasn’t ice cream or candy that’s for sure. I heard him moan one last time then his cock was still. I sat up on the bed, releasing his cock and looking for my panties as he just leaned against the wall breathing heavily.

   “Lay down Michelle.” He said, out of breath. The firmness in his voice was alarming. I thought we were done and I wasn’t sure what was next.

  “But…” I said quietly but, was interrupted by him.

  “But nothing, just do it!” He said, even more firmly. I laid back on the bed as I was ordered and closed my eyes again.

   “Now Michelle, this is going to hurt.” I heard him say more gently.
  
   “No, please don’t hurt me.” I begged, opening my eyes to plead with him. He ignored me and began spreading my legs apart again. I tried to clench my knees together but he spread them apart almost effortlessly.
 
   “It’ll just hurt more if you fight it.” He said as he lowered himself between my legs. I didn’t care anymore, I was afraid. I grabbed a hold of his arms and dug my nails in. He didn’t even seem to notice. I felt his dick pressing into me, trying to fit inside of me. I realized what he was doing and began to thrash and scratch and bite and whatever else I could think of. He laid his body on mine, his weight crushing me and immobilizing me at the same time.

    Then there was his penis, pressing into me, spreading me open. It felt like my skin was ripping. His hand came to my mouth just as I began to scream. The tears started streaming from my tightly shut eyes as I felt him going in farther. It hurt so bad I wanted to die. I tried to move again but nothing happened. My arms were pinned underneath his weight and I was helpless. I continued to scream as he slipped it in farther. I could hear him grunting and moaning, saying something in my ear but there was no way I could hear him, the pain was too intense.

  Every time I thought it couldn’t get any worse, I felt him go in more and the pain start over. I screamed and cried and begged for him to stop but he didn’t seem to hear me at all. He continued moaning and grunting and slowly pressing himself inside of me. I could feel him in my stomach. And it was starting to hurt there as well. I heard him moan loudly, guessing he had finally gotten all the way in. I hoped that meant it was over. And he did start to pull out slowly. I closed my eyes, and sighed, feeling relieved. But before he was all the way out, he shoved it back inside, sending a new sharp pain threw me. I started screaming again as he began to press himself in and out of me. His moans were so loud I thought, hoped, they might wake my sister down the hall.
  
    He began moving faster and his moaning became quicker as well. The pain subsided a little, but not dieing down completely. I kept my eyes closed but I was able to stop screaming.

   “Oh god, oh god. It feels so good. I’m gonna cum inside of you Michelle. Here it comes.” He said as he shoved his penis in as far as it could go and it hurt deep inside of me. I felt him jerking inside as I assumed he was doing the same thing he had done in my mouth.

   “Oh, oh oh ohhhhhhh.” I heard him moan into the pillow as I felt the hot liquid, shooting inside of me as his cock throbbed, and then stopped. I felt his body go limp on top of me for a second and I couldn’t breath. I tried to push him of but once again to no avail. Then, he rolled off of me and I felt his cock come out my very sore pussy.

  I brought my fingers to my swollen pussy lips and came back with blood on them. I began to cry again. I felt like I had been ripped in two.

  He climbed over me and got off the bed. I saw that his dick had blood on it as well. He began getting dressed. I pulled my covers over my soar body and over my head, I wanted to hide from my shame, from him. The pain was still there, but not as bad since he had pulled himself out of me.

   “Now Michelle, if you tell anyone. I’ll have to kill you.” I heard him say. I didn’t have a reply to that. I hadn’t even thought of telling anybody. I felt dirty and ashamed and I didn’t want anyone to know what had happened to me. “Did you hear me?” He said firmly. I still didn’t answer. Then the covers were removed from my head and he grabbed my shoulders. “Are you listening to me?” He yelled In my face.
  
  “I can hear you. Why would I want to tell anyone? So they can think I’m dirty? No way.” I said as I tried to squirm out of his grasp. He stared at me for a moment then released me, evidently convinced that I wasn’t going to blab.

  “Good.” he said, fastening the belt on his pants then putting on his shoes. I covered my face again under the covers  and cried some more. After a few minutes, I didn’t hear anything anymore, I looked up and he was gone. I slipped a t-shirt on and ran to the bathroom to bath.

 I was angry and upset for awhile after that but then, one night, I started touching myself. I would slip my hand inside my panties and rub my clit, pretending it was his mouth on me. The memory of the pain faded, but the pleasure stuck with me. The way I had lost control of myself when he was licking and fingering me.

 Not too long after that, I became obsessed with touching myself and fantasizing about him. It was strange how much I had hated him at first, then afterwards I wanted him again. I wished he would come back. Then I decided to look for him.

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Fiction is Never as Good as Truth

gokothegiant on Other Stories

Before I met my wife I was a reclusive bachelor, hanging out at the local college theatre in western Montana and going fishing during the days.Work was never more than a way to make money for beer, fishing tackle and rent in that order. I was often cast in plays and had a pretty high opinion of myself in that aspect of my life.  I met and bedded a lot of college-age girls, or women as they peferred to be called, and generally , life was good.

After a minor run-in with the law I withdrew from my fringe life in society for a while, fishing more, drinking beer with my neighbor and staying away from the college. Even theatre wasn't pulling me back to socializing. Having lunch one da

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y at a local restaurant, sitting off by myself, some folks I knew from previous years came in and joined me, over my protests that I was just leaving. They were a traveling acting troupe (really!) in town for a show that evening. There were four of them, one man, three women. I knew all but the youngest woman. Six feet tall, slender with small tits and long brown hair , she was quite animated in the conversation  ,which soon enough revealed itself to be because of an affinity for Black Russians. She had three during lunch and then declared herself to be 'tired' and needing a nap.She left to go back to their van and sleep off her lunch. The man and one of the other women also departed for more interesting surroundings leaving me with the last , an old friend named Gwen whom I had known for years.

Gwen told me about the sleeping Jenny. She and Jenny had been on a road trip the previous week, bajaing all over the area, looking for free booze and willing men. I told her she should have looked me up as I had always wanted to have a go at her, but she just took a sip of her beer and laughed, saying mostly she did the driving and Jenny did the picking up. She told me that during the week she had been laid once, but Jenny was insatiable, fucking almost 4 guys at the same time.

In Billings they had been to the movies, went to get some popcorn , struck up a conversdation with a couple of guys at the snack counter, joined them during the movie and given both of them a pretty aggresive blowjob. they left together, stopped for beer and headed back the apartment of one. His roommate was there with two friends when they came in and within a few minutes everybody was getting high, smoking copious amounts of pot and drinking a lot of beer even though it was only 3 in the afternoon. Gwen took one guy to the bedroom leaving jenny in the living room with the other four. They continued with the party as Gwen gave the guy the ride of his life. When she came out of the room (she told me) there was Jenny, naked, on her hands and knees with  cock in her mouth and another buried in her cunt. Gwen was not into that particular scene, but Jenny was definitely in the mood. As she was pumped in the face and the pussy she was maoning, then as she broke for a breath she said she needed to change postions. She was the director of the ensuing action, having one guy lay on his back as she rammed her cunt down on his cock. the she leaned forward, taking another in her ass. then she stated taking turns sucking the cocks of the other two. in what seemed to Gwen to be a porn movie experience, Jenny was soon covered in cum and wanting more. As people changed spots and rhythms Jenny got more cum on her and in her than Gwen had seen in a month.

'My kind of girl' I said. Gwen told me to come the show that night and see if I could get lucky. We continued to talk, but moved the conversation to something less gossipy and more mundane. Gwen said they were going to have  abirthday aprty for Jenny the next week. 'The big 18.' Thinking abut the story I had just heard I was thinking about some sweet teen pussy was just what I wished the doctor would order.After we finished our beers we took our leave and went our separate ways.

That night I made a point of being at the show. Gwen was very good, John and Rhonda(the other two) had some very good moments, but it was Jenny who seemed to sparkle, playing the piano and doing comedy schtick that had people laughing during the whole show. Her costume showed off her legs, long and shapely, and was tight across her tits, causing her nipples to be prominently displayed through the thin material. She had very dark eye shadow on, and makeup that accentuated her high cheekbones and full lips. Very dark crimson lipstick set off teh color of her eyes, a vivd green.  After a stirring round of applause the show was over and I stayed around to help strike and pack the set. The troupe disappeared to change into working clothes and soon rejoined me. Jenny was now wearing a tee shirt with no bra and cut-off shorts that showed the crease of her ass and barely covered her cunt with a narrow strip of denim.since there were 5 of us, strike only took about 15 minutes and Gwen, John and Rhonda left to go to the bar. Jenny and I stayed to lock up and promised to see them in a few minutes.

'So, how'd you like the show?  I heard you laughing a couple of times.' She stood a few feet away from me as I gave one last look around the theatre.

'It was good.Funny, fast moving, ....' I said all the right things, praising the play and actors and as I was talking Jenny crossed to me and took me in her arms and kissed me deeply. I returned the kiss enthusiastically, and put my hand on her right tit, fearing it to would moved away, but it seemed to have just the effect I dreamed of and soon both of my hands were in her shirt. Her tits, as I said, were small, barely rising from her chest, but her nipples were to die for. They were almost an inch long and constantly erect. I lifted her shirt and sucked each of them in turn. There was a lot of moaning from bioth of us and slurping sounds as I took my fill of those magnificent nips.Jenny lowered herself to her knees and unzipped my jeans and sucked in my now straining cock. 'Lipstick on the dipstick...' I though, realizing too late I had said it out loud.

She stopped , looked at me and said 'That was crude.'

Looking down ands seeing the circle of bright red on my cock from her mouth I said 'But true.'

She realized it WAS true and laughed and went back to giving me a truly heavenly blowjob. She swirled her tongue around the head of my cock, sucking hard. My very life was concenttrated on the pleasure I was feeling in my cock. Suddenly she drove her mouth down on my cock, clear to base, and I exploded down her throat. She pulled back, sucked me dry and then got up from her knees and kissed me again. I tasted my cum on her tongue.

Finally after the kiss she said, 'Hi. I'm Jenny.'

'William here.' was all I could manage.

'You must have a pretty strange impression of me after that. I don't normally do that.'

I didn't say anything at that time, thinking about what Gwen had told me that afternoon.

Jenny said,'I could use a drink. And I need to pee.'

I knew the perfect place, thinking of my cabin out of town and told her so. 'I have beer, Kahlua, vodka, wine...and a bathroom.' I keep my home clean and neat so  had no worries there, and a full pantry and 'fridge.'Do you want to come with me?'

That was all it took, and we headed out of town, stopping only to make a call to the bar where our friends were  making our apologies. I spoke to Gwen who said 'We guessed. The 'I don't normally do that'; was probably dropped on you. You really should tell her that you know otherwise. She won't be mad, she'll laugh and  keep you around. What she should have said was that she doesn't normally do that and let the guy stay with her. She loves to fuck, I should know since she's my roommate, but there aren't very many repeats.'

Jenny joined me in my car, and rubbed my cock through my jeans as we drove out into the dark mountains outside of town.Whne we got out of the car I showed her the sky which was so dark at my cabin you could not believe the stars. It was a perfect night andI wanted to show her my telescope but she insisted on going in . 'Bathroon call...' I relaized the imperative truth of that myself.

She went into the john first and as I stood outside the door I could hear her peeing. Sha came out. realizing i had been listening. 'Small house.' I said.

Iwent in , closed the door and let loose a strong stream of my own. It went on and on.When i was done she called through the door,'That was some good peeing.' We laughed as I cameout and started to get us a beer. '

'You said something about Kahlua.'

'So I did. I forgot. You like Black Russians?'

'Adore them.' So I mixed what I thought was a pretty large drink, but she said to make another just like it and pour them in the same glass.It resulted in a nearly full kithen tumbler of straight booze. 'If I'm drinking like this, you should ,too. If we both have the same level of relaxation it might have a very favorable effect on the evening.'

As i made one for myself she came up behind me , reaching around with both arms and taking my cock in her hands. i turned to her and we kissed as our clothes hit the floor.

'As we were making out she asked me what I knew of her since he knew I was a friend of Gwen's. Taking a deep breath, I said,'Well, I know you and Gwen went to Billings last week went to the movies.Made a few new friends there was what she told me.'

Jenny took a deep breath and then said,'Yes. Actually I made four. But I won't see them again. You know she told me about you, too. She said you had a lot of women here, kind of a rotation is how she described it. Rhonda told me the same thing.Do you?'

'Yes, and I WILL be seeing them again.'

'Okay. Since you know and since you weren't afraid to tell me and since it was my idea in the first place, I'll see you again, too.But enough of that.Come over here and fuck me.' We were occupied with serious fucking for the next several hours. she had the most amazing mouth, her cunt was so tight I was halfway thinking I wouldn't even be able to get my cock in, and her ass........I had never fucked anybody in the ass before Jenny, and as a life experience, I was changed forever.

Soft music, low lighting and multiple orgasms is a great way to get to know your future wife. I have fucked this woman for nearly twenty years now. She has never said no, neither have I. We have improved with practice over the years,and she still has a tight cunt even after two kids and getting fucked nearly every night in that time. Her ass has never ceased being a magnet of my lust and eating her now shaved pussy is one of the joys of my life. We have long since stopped seeing other people, though we didn't stay with each other after that first night for nearly a year, but everybody else has paled in comparison to her near perfection.About 10 years ago she had implants and her formerly A cup tits are now D's but her nipples remain long and sensitive. She hasn't ever worn a bra and I know that men lust over those nips wherever we go, New York, Paris, or back to western Montana.

And now, I'm going upstairs to fuck my wife.

Bother Sister Bonding

jimmytron on Incest Stories

I woke up, and I swear I still smelt my brother's cologne in the room. I layed there, enjoying the smell till it drifted away from memory. After that, I got up, slipped on a pajama shirt and barreled downstairs. I smiled sweetly to my mom, kissed my dad on the cheek and sat down, ignoring my brother, " Mornin' everyone." They all mumbled back a reply, but I was too busy glimpsing at my brother when he wasn't looking.

To get an idea of what he looks like, he's around 6'2'', that long rocker dude hair, jet black hair, brown eyes and skinny as a rake. If you didn't know any better, you would say that he's not my brother. I myself am 5'7'', a fit 120 lbs, red hair, green eyes, a nice c 38 cup and a wonderful, heart shaped rump to top it all off. I'm 16 and he

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's 19, I'm chasing a dream of journalism and he's chasing a dream of a rock star.

I poured myself a bowl of cereal and sat down, nibbling away. Mom and dad went to work, leaving me and my brother home alone. I shoved my bowl aside, " Okay, it's time to talk, Nick." A look of dread and worry consumed his face, he tried to keep it cool but I know him better, "A-a-about what?" I rolled my eyes and have an over dramatic sigh, " About your career path, Nick, it's not smart." Oh how I love to make my brother suffer. He muttered some profanities at me and headed out.

I decided to skip school and do a bit of snooping. I snuck into my brother's room, rumaging through his stuff. Finding nothing but old porno mags and countless cum stains, I finally gave up. But just then something caught my eye. I wandered over to a picture of myself, at camp and wet and in my hot pink bikini, but something was different. There were countless streaks of dried cum on the glass. I snatched it and ran to my room, hiding it underneath my pillow. I couldn't wait till Nick came home.

Fortunately it I didn't have to wait long. Nick came rushing through the door, slamming it shut and made a bee line for his room, also slamming the door. I crept up to his door and knocked softly, "Nick?" " Fuck off Fee, I'm not in the mood." I couldn't help but smirk, " Oh yes you are." And without a moment's hesitation I walked in and flashed the picture at him. He tried to grab it but I was faster.

" What's all this about, huh?" Nick shook his head and retorted, " What? So I can't admire my own sister anymore?" Rolling my eyes in annoyance I took a seat on his sweat drenched bed. God, men are such pigs. I gave him the most innocent, yet mischievious look I could, " I'd say you're doing a lot more than admiring me, Nick. What's with all the streaks, hm?" He looked down and didn't say anything so I moved on, " I also know that you sneak into my room every night. Just to get a glimpse at my body. " Once again, silence, " I want you to know, I wanted you to do more than just look. But that's your way, isn't it? Look, but don't touch."

What happened afterwards I can't really remember, it happened so fast. All I knew was that Nick was ontop of me with my wrists above my head, " You're such a tease, Felicity. You're such a fucking slutty little cock tease." I smiled inside. " You're gonna get what's comin' to ya'." I scoffed, looking him in the eye, " Yeah right, you're a coward, you don't have what it takes. Admit it." He slapped me so hard across the face I swear to God I seen stars. I stared at his lips hungrily. Wanting a taste so bad. So close, yet so far away.

I tilted my head to the side and jutted my lower lip out in a pout, batting my eyelids, " You aren't going to do anything to me Nick. Please don't do anything." I said in a mocking voice. By now his grip on my wrists started to hurt, but I could care less. All I wanted was him, right now. I raised my pelvic area to his, feeling his rather large hard on. " Come on Nick, you know you want it. Don't chicken out now." He just stayed silent, his hot, pot smelling breath against my face. Oh how I relish this.

Within an instant his lips were on mine, her tongue worming it's way savagely into my mouth. I couldn't help but moan a little as our tongues dueled from domination. He bit my lower lip roughly so it bled, " Bitch, I'm going to make you regret this." And with that he took his jack knife and cut off my shirt, revealing my black and red laced bra. I felt his cock twitch at the mere sight of this. I started to worry if he'd climax before he even got his pants off. My thoughts were interupted by him grabbing hold of my breasts. He squeezed them so hard I yelped, half pain and half pleasure.

All the while he kept eye contact with me. His eyes filled with anger and lust, and mine just edging him on, daring him to do more. He pulled down my bra and took my left breast into his mouth, his teeth clamping onto my nipple. I arched my back, letting out a gutteral moan. his other hand kneaded my other breast as his teeth and lips tainted the other. I closed my eyes and enjoyed, running my fingers through his spiked hair. I almost had a heart attack when I seen one of Nick's friends peering into the window. " SHIT! " I yelled. Nick followed my gaze and his whole face turned red. He got off me and I pulled my bra up, running to my room. Embarressed as all hell.

 

(Part Two if feedback is good.)

My Niece's Graduation Party

luckygreenteasers on Incest Stories

My first trip to the gulfcoast in many years, but when my sister and my niece both call I guess I had to go. I had a picture of my neice when she was in school, but have not seen one of her lately. She has just turned 18.

The graduation is on Friday night and it will be hot.I got to the house about noon and it was full of people all running and talking 50 miles an hour. By the way everyone was talking no one thought this day would come.

There were a lot of people there I didn"t know so I told my sis I was going to get a motel room. She said they were all goi

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ng out to eat at 6:00 and I should go to. So I agreed and she gave me directions to the place. It would be a sit down family dinner and it was all paid for. I hate to pass up a free meal.

I arrived at the place at 10 minute of 6 and it looked like the whole town was there. I parked my car and saw a girl making out with a boy in the next car and thought some boy is going to get laid.
I walked into the hall it was realy decorated nice my sis had out done herself.She took me to my table and I sat with people I didn"t know, but most were real nice there was a lot of small talk.
At the head table was my sis and her husband and nobody else I knew. I keep looking for my neice I thought I would know her when she walk in. A few minutes later the girl from the car next to me strolled in and I thought that was a quicky.

You guessed it, it was my neice her skirt was short and her hair was a mess, but she walked up to the head table proud as could be.

There was a thumderous applause I thought the president had walked it. The meal was very good graduation was at 8:00 at the school football field. So we had to eat and go.

The program was good, but a little long for me my ass was getting sore from sitting. After all the grads were milling around and taking pictures. I finaly got to see my neice face to face.
She was a pretty thing with big round eyes,her lips were full and her hair had streaks of blond in it.At 5"5""some people would have called her a knockout. She took off her cap and gown and gave them to her mother. The buttons on her tight shirt were having trouble keeping her breasts in closed. As I looked at her I thought she is going to make some young man very happy with that body.

She ran off with friends and thats the last I saw of her. My sis found me and asked if I wanted to come to the house. I said I have had a long day and I would go to the Holiday Inn and flake out.
I turned up the a/c and took off my clothes and stood under the shower for a long time it felt so good.I didn"t put anything on just pulled back the covers and laid on the sheet. I had turned on the TV, but I was just doing it to make some noise.There was nothing on HBO to watch so I fell asleep.

The phone rang and I woke with a start the clerk at the front desk said "your neice is here is she spending the night? " " What time is it?" I asked. " 1 :30" he said. "Just tell her to come to my room" then I thought fast " I told her I would take her and her friends to breakfast and to let me know when they were ready" and hung up the phone.
She must have wings on her feet because I was still pissing when she knocked." Wait a minute " I yelled. I grabbed my boxers and opened the door.She was like a breath of fresh air coming into the room.

I asked " how did you know how to find me?" She answered " my friend heard you tell mom.What are you watching? Why you dirty old man ." " what?" I said.I looked and there was porn on the tube. A man was humping a young girl and my neice said" thats the way I like it fast and hard. How do you like it?" " Any way I can get it" I said with a laugh.
She asked if she could shower and walked into the bathroom and left the door half way open and started taking her clothes off. I said " you forgot to shut the door." " I left it open I thought you might see some thing you liked" she replied.
Now she is 18 and I am in my 40"s if it were the other way around I am sure 18 could go into 40 more times that 40 can go into 18.

I am hoping she is only fooling aroung and will leave after she showers. I hate to face my sis if I have just fucked her daughter.I lay back on the bed why don"t they put chairs in these rooms doesn"t anyone want to sit and talk. The couple on the TV are talking about position that people should try. I shut it off, from the bathroom she yelled "leave it on." So I turned it back on." Do you want to watch the news? " I said. " No I want to learn some thing new" she answered.
She came out with the towel wrapped around her,she was a thing of beauty. I could hardly believe my eyes. She stood at the mirror and combed her hair the towel slid down and half of her breasts were showing. My cock started getting hard and then I thought stop you old fool.
She dropped the comb and when she bent over to pick it up I had a good view of her long well formed legs. As I lay there my cock was getting hard I was looking at a girl who I hadn"t seen in 10 yrs. I guess I didn"t know her so what"s the harm.

Have you ever had a fight with yourself? Well thats what was going on in me. I knew if she made a move toward me I would lose the battle. She made that move. She laid down on the bed beside me. I didn"t care if she had fucked 100 guys before she got here she was here now.
She lay next to me and I said" do you have enough room?" Oh it dosen"t take much for what I want to do " she replied. She leaned over and kissed my ear and then my neck. I was about to lose another battle. I turned side ways on the bed and kissed her lips they were soft yet firm. She shoved her tongue into my mouth it was like a strip of sweet candy. I began sucking it and sticking out my own tongue.

The towel that was around her slid off on to the floor and as I looked down her tits were standing up firm with small pink nipples on them.I slowly put my hand on one." Do you want to suck it? " she asked. I didn"t answer just lowered my mouth on to it, it was so sweet I thought it would melt. She let out a low moan as I sucked her tit. "Suck the other one,Unc" she said. The other one was just as sweet as the first. I squeezed her tit a little tighter as I sucked it. She let out a louder moan maybe it was good to leave the TV on if she is a screamer.

My boxers couldn"t hide my hard-on and she knew it.She rubbed her hand over my hard cock and said" can I see your big one."

Now most guys will tell you that there prick is so long no woman alive can handle it. My prick is only 6 inches long and it has always served me well. I like the fact that a woman can put most of it in her mouth when she sucks it.

Before I could answer she had her hand inside my boxers,but she took it out and started pulling them down. She slid them down and off my feet.In a laughing way she said" you have got realy big balls,Unc."

I was so happy that my prick was standing at attention and all she was looking at were my balls." That"s because they are full of cum,honey" I said."Do you realy shoot a lot when your balls are big?" she asked.

Then I remembered I was fooling around with an 18 yr.old.
" Honey" I said" I shoot plenty of cum when I get hot." All this talk was taking my mind off my objective so I started sucking her tits again. She was rubbing my cock very lightly. Her touch could start a 3 alarm fire and it was inside of me

I keep sucking her tit and turned my head toward her pussy her legs were parted and I could see her browm bush. It was very closely trimed I would say the hair was only about 1/2 an inch long.
I just knew that my mouth was going to end up there.

She pushed me back off her tit and keep hold up my cock she went to it and planter a kiss on the head. Then with her tongue made little circles around and around the head and shaft. " Do you like that or do you want me to suck it?" she asked.I answered" you are in complete control of his fate,my dear."


Her tongue was a magic weapon and she knew how to use it. First the circles then a suck of just the head with her tongue spining around. She stopped and milked the pre-cum from it. Then one big suck all the way down the whole shaft in her mouth.

" I wanted to see if I could swallow your whole cock, it was great I loved it" she said as she laid back beside me " did it feel good for you." " You know I didn"t cum yet" I said." I know I was just checking I always do that to see if I can swallow a whole cock" she replied.

My cock was on fire and I knew if she touched it one more time I would cum all over the place.
I think she wants me to eat her and that will cool me down a little. I kiss her mouth it is as hot as fire, but her lips are still soft. Now I am on my way down, but I have to stop at her tits they are the best I have seen in a long time. I roll my tongue around each nipple and work my way down her flat stomach sticking my tongue into her belly button. she giggles as I do it. Her legs are spread open wide I know what she wants, but again I stop at her mound and lick her short hair. As I wet her whole mound she lets out a low moan just as before when I first started sucking her tit.
I can not wait any longer I must taste her pussy juice.I get between her legs and very slowly and lightly run my tongue up and down her slit. I am in no rush this could be the last 18 yr.girl I ever do. She wants me to go faster I can tell by the way she is moving her ass into my tongue.
She reaches down and grabs her thighs and pulls them up in the air as she does her pussy lips open and she wants more licking. I don"t mess with her hole, but go right for her clit I take it in my mouth and suck it like it is a small prick.

She says" what are you doing? No one has ever done this to me before what are you sucking you
are driving me crazy. I"m going to cum,yes i"m cuming."

In my whole life I have never seen an orgasm like this one. I don"t know if it was hers or some guys, but cum shot right out of her hole all over my chest. I was in disbelieve this sweet young girl had shown something new to me. Lucky I was sucking her clit and not her hole she might had drown me. I can see the headlines :MAN DROWNS IN NEICE"S CUM AT HOLIDAY INN.

I lay down beside her she is panting I ask" are you all right?" " I have never had my cunt licked like that before and that sucking thing you did it was great" she answered.

Now I am feeling real proud." Give me a minute and I will be right back" she said as she walked in to the bathroom. I can see her putting water on her face.She turns and walks toward me she is so beautiful its a sexual high just looking at her.

She gets between my legs and starts to suck my cock again " are you going to finish me this way?" I ask. " No, just getting your cock wet and real hard it has work to do"she replied. What does she have in mind I wonder.

In a minute she starts up my body and perchs herself over my hard-on. Her legs are spread wide and she holds my cock firm in her hand lowering herself on to it.Her cunt is wet and feels so hot she lets just the head go in at first. Then slowly takes in inch by inch doing push up on it all the time. Her cunt is real wet, but it is still tighter that I thought it would be. I am sure this girl has had a lot of practice fucking all the young guys in school.

She is very strong and holds herself up so that not all of my cock goes into her at once. She has picked up the pace and is now fucking me a little faster and deeper. I grab her hips and thrust my whole cock into her she lets out a scream and says " I"m cuming again,i"m cuming. oh yes fuck me."

All of her weight is on me and I am buryed in her cunt to the hilt.
Just as before I can feel the juice running out of her, but my cock is acting like a plug.
She recovers and goes back to fucking me , but I want to drive it to her so I roll her over now I am in the drivers seat. I am going to fill this little cunt with a man size load. I start to fuck her as hard as I can and she cums again is there no end to she girls desire. The bed is soaking wet the sheets are slick, but I am going to shoot my load. Once again she pulls her legs up and I drive my cock down deep inside her she yells" fuck my cunt cum in me now, please."
I can not answer because I am starting to cum in her. I say " keep working your ass until I am done." She answers" i"m cuming again I can feel your prick shooting inside of me aaaaahhhhhhhhhh."

I flop off and lay there exhausted hardly able to catch my breath. She laughs and starts cleaning my cock with her mouth. I tell her the head is real sensitive, but she keeps sucking it. I guess she knows by now I am not going to get hard again like her little school friends.
She says" were you going to buy breakfast."

I shower and take her to breakfast sex must agree with her she ate like a horse.
I took her home and told her mother that I had seen her at the dinner with friends and gave her a ride home.

I left town as soon as possible and am glad to have come out of the Holiday Inn alive.............................

A Fuck Long awaited

Darkbrokenlove on Teen Stories

Well anyways I was so excited to hear that he would be comeing back into town soon. I began to Plot how i would go about seeing him. because i had a very strict mother who didnt believe in dating.So i began Plotting on how i would go about seeing him,he came home The Following Friday so i had to think quick. well before you knew it,it was friday the day he was comeing home,i began to become nervous because i had not came up with a good enough plan yet. Than it hit me,i would lie to my mom and say that They were having a Church Function for the youth at the church down the road,because i always know there is someone there,because of the day care,so she dropped me off outside the church and pulled off,i took a moment to pat myself on the back for an excellent plan. I took out my cell phone a
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nd gave him a rang and he said he would be right over. I smiled when i saw his little White Ford Ranger pull in the parking lot,i ran and jumped into the truck. We Drove to Arbys and got something to eat and we began are drive back to his house,Now before this i was a virgin,Not in many ways but in intercourse,i never dared Do it,because the fear of getting pregnant,and my strict mother,would Have me sent off. Driving down the road He placed his hand on to my thigh...and Squeezed a little bit..and i nodded my head in approval as he began to feel my pussy through my jeans after about 5 minutes of that,he pulled my arm towards his Crotch..and i begain Rubbing his very hard cock through his jeans..placing my head on his shoulder..as we appoched his house..he stopped and asked me to run on to his porch to hide from his mom so he could sneak me into his house,i waited and waited for what seemed like forever and he opened his front door and told me to be quite and go up stairs..i went and laid on his bed and started playing on his laptop. and a moment later he opens the door and locks it behind him and sits his beer down on the table. he laid on top of me and i could feel his very hard cock press against my butt,and it made my pussy wetter with antisapation. He began kissing on my neck and ear,and i turned and kissed him a very long wet passionate kiss..and i grabbed his cock and he smiled with approval..as i began unbuttoning his pants..i slide them off..and saw for the first time his Huge Cock,at that point i started to become nervous,but knew i wanted him to be my first. He slide off my pants,and then my shirt,and he started to feel my wet pussy,and i spread my legs to show him that i liked it very much,we started kissing,as he began to finger my pussy,my hips started to thrust up to meet his hand and thats when he knew i was ready. He got on top of me and Began getting his cock wet with my pussy juices rubbing it back and fourth along my Tight wet slit..and then he kissed me and pushed in..in one quick thrust..he sat there and looked into my eyes as the began to fill with tears,he kissed me and said i love you. After a Moment of just sitting there,he asked me if i was ready and i nodded my head yes..and he began to thrust..slow at first but than he began to go faster and faster the pain soon washed away but now it was a mix of pain and pleasure,i began to moan,and he told me to wrap my legs around him,and he began to go harder and harder,as are bodies begain to sweat,he pushed my legs further up and mumbled a "oh god yes" and i was moaning very loud,and he was gasping for air,my arms and legs wrapped around him..and then he began to Cum,and that was to much for me,it sent me over the edge and i began to have a wonderful orgasm. he pulled out and rolled off of me,and put his arms around me. For the first time in my life,i felt loved,he kissed me and said I love you so much baby,we fell asleep in each others arms. please be honest and tell me what you think! :)

College Antics Pt I

seveninchwonder on Teen Stories

All persons herein are fictional - any likenesses are purely coincidental.


Tuesday morning again, and first lesson is sociology. Luckily, I (James) sit next to Cheryl, and that always brightens up the dullest of sociology lectures. Cheryl is about 5'8 with green eyes and shoulder length hair that fades from ginger at the root to brown at the tip. I arrived a tad late, but because the teacher was out getting handouts, I didn't get a tardy. As I sat down next to Cheryl and got my laptop out, I glanced over at her, and she returned my look with what could only be described as lust; we just sat there until the teacher came back, both looking deeply into each other's eyes. As the teacher called for quiet, I finished setting up my laptop, and got down to work.

About 10 minut

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es into the lesson, I went to the toilet; when I returned to my seat, I found a message typed at the bottom of my notes: "touch me"

I looked at Cheryl, who gave an almost imperceptible nod; I thought to myself "where?"

The lesson dragged on, and periodically I let my hand wander to Cheryl's thigh, which I stroked up and down when teach wasn't looking. Annoyingly, the teacher tasked me with handing out the sheets she'd gotten printed off earlier, but when I next looked at my computer screen, I found another, different message: "touch me more"

So I did. Whenever the teacher's back was turned, my hand would be straight onto Cheryl's leg. when I looked inquiringly at her, she nodded, and I got the go-ahead to touch elsewhere. Just then the teacher started to turn around, so i had to quickly snatch my hand back to my keyboard. I looked up at the clock above the door; 45 minutes left. When next the teacher turned away, my hand went right back to Cheryl's thigh, from which it slowly probed upwards, until my fingertips were firmly between her legs. By the time the teacher once again faced the class, I had stroked up and down her legs a few times, getting ever nearer to her crotch. Every so often I had looked to her, always getting the same lust-filled eyes and the same "it's okay" nod. Unfortunately, we never had time to go further, as our teacher dismissed us shortly afterward, leaving me feeling disappointed and Cheryl visibly so. We soundlessly agreed to continue our exploration of each other next lesson - but she would be exploring me.

Part II on it's way, depending on the response to Part I; I know this one's short, but there's so much more to tell in Part II

The lucid Side of Things

Anaiis on Forced Stories

I was fourteen when things started changing. It seemed that with my first period came an onslaught of changes. My hips widened, and I lost a lot of body fat, and those two mosquito bites on my chest became round and firm. And I started to notice boys. At first it was an easy thing, the way the boy in front of me would brush my hand whilst handing back the class work. The difference in the sizes of our hands, his clean, round fingernails, the paleness of his skin against my tan, it all fascinated me. And then there were men. Like my teacher. Again there was that difference in size, whilst a boys hand might be big enough to slip yours into, and feel safe, I was sure if my teacher were to grab me he could crush me, and that both frightened me, and caus

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ed a warm sensation to trickle down my body, and pool in my stomach.

 

My parents are catholic. They’d been born into Muslim homes, but both converted. Unfortunately that gave them very strong beliefs when it came to some things… most things… everything… I had been forbidden to date until I finished university, a fact which, coupled with the point that I was in high school, frustrated me, to say the least. The girls in class were always talking about kissing, and going on dates, and while there were a few boys daring enough to try to ask me out, my parent’s constant vigilance, their participation in everyday school life, caused a barrier of sorts to be drawn around me. Perhaps that’s why my fascination with boys did not last very long… perhaps that’s why, suddenly I became attracted to the idea of men. At the age of fourteen, things started changing, at the age of fourteen, I lost my innocence. I did not, however, lose my virginity.

 

When I was fifteen, I got a job. My father’s work mate, and close family friend, Uncle Jason, lived two streets away from us. He was newly married, and he and his wife, Aunt Annalisa, had just brought the newborn home. In an effort both to be helpful as a friend, and keep business ties together, my father and mother put me to work as a babysitter for them. I suppose it was convenient, they called whenever they needed me, and if it was late, they would either drive me home, or let me sleep in the guest room… I always felt like Anne of Green Gables when I slept in the guest room…

 

It was a hot evening three summers after I had began working, that I decided to shed my dress and wear my chemise around the house. I had seen Aunt Annalisa do it often when the air was humid, and so thought nothing of it, especially as there was no one home. The baby was curled in its cot, a light sheet bunched in the corner by its feet. After ascertaining that he wouldn’t wake, I made my way out to the living room and propped myself up on the leather couch. Even now I hate to sit on leather when it’s hot, sweat pools around your thighs, and sometimes you can get ‘stuck’ to the seat. In an effort to forestall this phenomenon, I slipped out of the chemise. Before I flicked on the television, I watched my reflection in the blackened screen. I was wearing my first matching set of underwear. I slid my hand over the bra, it was a demi-cup, and made me feel perversely sexy, coupled with the low riding white underwear that matched it. I gave my breasts a playful squeeze, and then let my hands drop. I regarded my reflection one more time before picking up the remote and switching on the television.

 

I don’t know when I fell asleep. I think it was halfway between Hanna Montana and The Worst Witch. When I awoke, it was to see Uncle Jason sitting in his recliner, watching the news. I snatched my chemise up from the side of the couch, and slid it over my head. He did not turn from what he was watching, and so I left the room to check on the baby.

 

When I arrived at my Uncle’s house on Thursday evening, I put my bag at the door as usual. The house was quiet, and there was a note from Aunt Annalisa saying that she had taken the baby to a toddler gym class and would be home soon, and to please check the dishwasher. I guess all mothers are the same “check the dishwasher” usually means empty it, or pack it, quite the same way “check the clothes” means fold them and put them away, or turn on the drier. It was whilst I was bending to reach for a plate I noticed a pair of brown loafers behind me. I froze as a large calloused hand slid up the back of my thigh, and over the left cheek of my buttocks. I could see the other hand play with the hem of my school skirt.

 

“Uncle Jason?” I blurted, my thoughts were flying around my head as if they were birds trying to escape a cage. I did not move as his fingers began to trace the band of my panties. But when the band was raised and then snapped back down, I bolted up right and spun around to face him. He had always been an attractive man, and now, near the end of his twenties, he was beginning to look more debonair than charming. His brown curls hung in dark eyes, and he regarded me regarding him, from his height of six foot two.

 

“You shouldn’t bend over like you do in that skirt.” His voice was warm and admonishing, as though what had happened had not, as though he was merely chiding me for being unknowingly brazen. Although he was the one at fault, I colored, the skin of my face burning hot in the humid air. He chuckled and settled his hands on my waist, I had a moment to consider how large his hands must be because his fingers touched, before he perched me on the kitchen counter.

 

“Do you want the guys in class to think you’re a whore Jinette?” I cringed. He was right, of course he was right, I should have had a longer hem on my school skirt, I shouldn’t make a practice of bending over in short skirts.

 

“No” it came out softer than I had intended, and when he lifted  a brown eyebrow, I repeated it louder, “No I don’t want them to think that, Uncle Jason.” I almost leapt off of the counter when his fingers traced the hem of the skirt across my thighs.

 

“I beg to differ.” His statement made me shudder and as I looked him in the eyes, I saw something there change. This was not my Uncle Jason, not the charming man who picked me up from school and dropped me off to help his wife take care of his son. This was someone altogether different. A shock ran through me as I felt that warm tug in my stomach. His fingers stilled on my thighs and his eyes were on mine as he reached for my wrists. I realized, as he grasped one in each of his hands, that a flick of his wrists would surely shatter mine. And so I stayed still as he leant in, closer, bringing my arms back, and behind me, stayed still as I heard a soft ‘click’, and as he let my hands go, the cuffs settled heavily. It was enough to break my thrall, and I began to try to remove my hands from the restraints.

 

“Uncle?” it was a question, and an accusation, one which he did not answer as pulled my knees apart and stood between them. He plucked the hem of my skirt between two fingers, and slowly pulled it up to my waist. He settled it there and then stepped back to regard me. I know that, in that situation, if I had been another girl, besides myself, I would have been screaming, kicking, biting, clawing, anything to get away. Instead I found a type of indifference. A calm cool spread through me. I closed my thighs.

 

“Will you let me go now?” again I got no answer as he slid his hands onto my thighs again. He caressed the flesh there, making my hairs stand on edge, and slowly he parted my thighs again. He leaned over, his face near my neck, soft brown hair brushing the side of my face, lips at my ear.

 

“Do that again and I will punish you, make no mistake.” His lips brushed my ear as he said this, and then his tongue trailed down the shell of my ear, and he sunk his teeth into the lobe. I gasped, the twinge of pain made me stiffen my arms against the cuffs, and I could feel the soft skin of my wrists chafing. I could feel him smirk against the side of my face, as he pulled back, fingers sliding up my inner thighs to the sides of my panties. This time he did not trace them, but grasped the sides, and pulled them down. He then used one hand to lift me, as the other pushed them down my thighs to my calves, and they fell off. He settled me on the counter again, and I bit my lip at the cold of the marble on my bottom. My legs were already spread in an attempt to avoid ‘punishment,’ whatever that might have been.

 

“You have no pubic hair. Were you planning on showing anyone your pussy Jinette? Were you planning on letting some schoolboy have his haphazard way with you?” Uncle Jason sneered, his calloused hand coming out to cup my mound.

 

“Do you like to play with yourself Jinette?” his eyes bored into mine. I tilted my head forward, in an attempt to hide behind a curtain of my long black hair. My head suddenly snapped back, the fist he had in my hair tightening, leaving my neck exposed, and my eyes trained on the ceiling. His lips slid across my neck, and I gasped when his tongue touched a pulse point, and then he skimmed it with his teeth. And then, suddenly, the calm fractured;  I was fighting his hold, feeling hair rip from the roots as a thick finger scratched between my pussy lips, hitting my pearl. He grinned against my neck, biting hard as he pulled my hair back, and waited for me to still before he rubbed my clit again. I bit my lip hard, increasing the pressure as his finger drew a lazy circle around the nub.

 

“Do you like that, little Jinette? My fingers on your little clit. Do you rub it a lot? Please yourself while you think of someone?” I tasted blood in my mouth, sharp and sweet as he applied more pressure to my clit, making me want to gasp out loud. I balled my hands into fists, my nails biting into my palms just as he was biting into my neck. From somewhere far away I could hear someone moaning.

 

“That’s right my little doll, moan for me, cum on my fingers like a good little whore.” I moaned louder, my hips rolling as he rubbed my clit.

 

“That’s it Jinette, cum, cum for Uncle Jason.” And as he whispered words of encouragement in my ear, my body tensed, muscles bunching tightly, and then abruptly there was release. I felt warm fluid dripping down my thighs, over his fingers and onto the cold kitchen counter beneath me. I was breathing hard when he reached behind me and I heard a familiar soft ‘click.’ Leaning over to the tap he turned it on warm, dampened a cloth and wrung it out. I started, from examining my wrists, when I felt it between my legs, but the gentle pressure of one hand on my shoulder kept me from bolting as he first cleaned me, and then the counter.

An Office Tale

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align="left">My name is June, I am 31 years old, I am white, married with 2 children. I got married at age 20, more or less to get o

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ut of my parent's house and control. My marriage hasn't always been the best and even still now seems to be kind of on the rocks. We attend counseling on a regular basis and seem to stay together. My main reason is for our children which, is a position I guess a lot of women and men I suppose are in.

I am considered attractive at 5"7" 132 Lb. Dark hair and 34C breasts. I wasn't virgin when I married and neither was my husband. We had premarital sex and more or less confessed to each other our previous sexual experience. I held one back and that was with a Black boy that I went to school with. It was a brief encounter and involved both oral and vaginal sex. Despite any premarital sex and 11 years of marriage, I had yet to experience and orgasm!

When first married, my husband honestly tried and I read all of the books I could find and he bought me vibrators and we tried to no avail for me to achieve orgasm. One thing I think that has always stood in our way is my husband's luke warm feeling towards oral sex. He enjoyed me giving him head especially during my periods, but was kind of lax when it came to oral on me. So after many years, he kind of gave up and when he needed sex he kind of plugged into me and did his thing.

I never in all the years cheated on him, although the thought of what I was missing was constantly on my mind. The vibrators were soon running out of battery power in my drawer, since I couldn't even bring myself to an orgasm. I sort of gave up and excepted it as my destiny. My husband is a good provider, with a trade and works long hard hours. He is also a very good father to our children, so when I look at a lot of other husbands who stay out, drinking and then beat their wives, I consider myself lucky in that respect. So life went on!

I had been mostly a stay at home mom until our kids got old enough to go full days to school. We wanted to add an addition onto our small 2 bed room house. So we decided that I would go to work to help bring in the extra income for it. I got a job at a trucking firm as a dispatcher in the warehouse. It is a good job and I like the people I work with.

Everything was going along fine until one day my boss hired a new man for the warehouse loading platform. His name is Jeff and he is younger than me at 24, But for the job he was hired for it didn't take a lot of training since he did mostly manual labor and loaded the trucks and got them ready for shipment. I'm not really sure how it happened but as the time went on I began to really like Jeff. He was a nice guy and a hard worker and always very friendly. Deep down when I think back I know also that he turned me on.

He quite often had to bring manifests into the office to me. He was always casting glances at my legs, and on quite a few occasions, I noticed a bulge in his pants forming. One time he had come in just as I had bent over a file drawer. I didn't hear him come in and was busily filing manifests. When I straightened up and turned , there he was. I realized that I must have shown him a good expanse of my thighs from behind as I was busily bending over with my skirt on. A glance at his crotch confirmed it, there was definitely the outline of his cock, running down the right side of his leg. That's another thing I think that turned me on was the rumors about Black men having such big cocks. The boy I had sex with seemed to be of normal size, but then that was in school and we were both young.

My husband is 6" at best and not very thick. I often kind of fantasized of what it would be like to have one a little bigger going into me. Winter had come and my husband and I discussed one of us getting permanent birth control since we both decided that 2 children was all we were going to have. I was willing to have my tubes tied, but it ended up with him getting a vasectomy instead.

Then came the time of year for inventory in the warehouse. It involved long hours of work into most evenings. By then Jeff was basically the main man in the warehouse and also had to stay for the job.

I was wearing a wool skirt and was on the last days of my period. There was some remodeling going on in the office also. There was only one bathroom and it was unisex for the office. Then there was another one far out into the warehouse also. The door was off the one in the office, but it was no big deal since it was clear in the back, by another door leading out into the back of the warehouse. The door leading to the warehouse had a glass window in it. I needed to change my tampon and looked out the front office window to see that Jeff was clear down the other end of the warehouse. I knew that he and I were the only ones there.

I went into the bathroom and sat down and removed my tampon. I was sitting there with my hips thrust forward and in the process of inserting a fresh tampon, when I looked up at the back warehouse door. There stood Jeff! Able to see everything from that vantage point. I was so embarrassed, I must have turned redder than the tampon that I had removed. But the embarrassment was short lived. A sexy feeling immediately came over me also.

I should, explain, that when I am close to the end of my period and right after I am so horny I can hardly stand it for several days. So instead of quickly sitting back down, and quickly pulling my skirt down, I arched my hips ever further as I watched Jeff and slid the tampon into myself. When I had it in, instead of pulling my skirt down, I wrapped the applicator and threw it into the waste basket.


I don't know what made me do it, but I crooked my finger at Jeff and motioned for him to come in. He smiled as he opened the door and came into the bathroom. As I looked at his crotch, he had a full blown hard-on, it seemed huge! He was in front of me leaning back against the sink. His crotch only a couple of feet from me as I sat there on the toilet with my vagina with its string hanging out exposed to a strange man.

I couldn't believe my own voice as I heard myself say.

"Like what you see"?

"Boy do I ever, you are beautiful"?

I could feel myself moisten and it wasn't from my menstrual flow either, as I looked at the huge bulge running down his leg. I pointed at it and said.

"Did I do that to you"? He smiled and grabbed the shaft through his pants and squeezed it.

"Take it out, and let me see it"? By now I was a different person, I was totally gone from rationality. In retrospect, I should have done the right thing and quickly pulled my skirt down and stood up and taken my embarrassment. But I didn't and now it was past the point of no return.

I felt my clit tingle as he unzipped his pants, reached in and with some difficulty fished out the biggest penis I've ever seen! It was at least 9" in length (9 ¸" we later measured). It was very thick and the head was huge! He wrapped his hand around it and slowly began to stroke it in front of me as he was telling me how sexy I was.

In thinking back I know I must have been in a sexual trance, because the next thing I did, I would never think of doing. As I watched him slowly stroking his cock as he looked at my vagina, I unbuttoned my blouse and took it off. I had a front clasp bra and opened it and exposed my breasts to him. He groaned and began a faster jerking of his cock.

I held out my hand towards his cock and he stepped forward, bringing it to only inches from my face. I reached out and replaced his hand with mine. It was so hard, it was like grabbing a piece of steel. I wrapped both hands around it as he took a nipple between his fingers and began rolling it, causing my vagina to spasm.

With both hands around it, one at the base and the other along side, there was still 3" of shaft exposed and that huge head! He had reached down and had my other nipple with his other hand. I groaned and slid my hands forward. That produced a huge drop of pre-cum at his pee hole.

I was possessed by this huge black penis in front of me, as I leaned forward and licked off the large drop of pre-cum. He groaned and stepped forward some more, causing it to slightly pressure against my lips. I opened my mouth and took the head in and began to swirl my tongue around and around as he moaned ,and I moaned around his bulbous penis head in my mouth. I could only get the head and about the first 4" into my mouth as I started wildly bobbing my head on him.

The corners of my mouth were stretched about as far as they could and began to hurt some. He began a slowly thrusting into my mouth, and placed his hands on each side of my head. I knew he was about to ejaculate! I also wanted it to happen! I wanted the first strange cock I had in 11 years to cum in my mouth! And cum he did! With a sudden grunt and shudder, I felt a huge stream blast to the back of my throat. I quickly swallowed before the next one hit exactly in the same spot. That night as I sat there exposed and with a huge black cock in my mouth, I swallowed spurt after spurt of his cream.

As I was finishing him while he was just oozing, I felt a never before sensation in my pelvis and lower abdomen, I think I had a mini climax. I could feel my vagina suddenly kind of gush, but I had the tampon in so it was a weird feeling but it felt good. I finally took my mouth off after I had milked the last drops from him. He told me how good I was and we just complemented each other some as I kept my eyes and my hand on his cock. He softened only slightly, then I felt him harden again. I was impressed, I was holding a rock hard cock again, after it had shot out so much cream.

That night, a second load of his sperm was swallowed by me sitting there on the toilet. He offered to fuck me instead, but I declined due to my period, but told him that once it was over I definitely wanted it in my vagina.

The next night we left work, a couple of hours early and went to his apartment. We lay naked together in his bed and he sucked and licked my vagina like no one ever has. I came closer to an orgasm that night than ever before. But still I was frustrated in the end. Even when I felt the completely filled feeling of that huge cock poisoning in an out of my vagina, it still didn't do the trick. It felt wonderful, and it was the absolute best sex I had ever had in my life! But still no orgasm. I made him wear a condom when he entered me and that also was a kind of drag on the atmosphere. But I was fertile and I sure didn't want to get pregnant.

We talked for a while, and I confessed to never having had an orgasm. He was very understanding and began to feel my vagina. Then suddenly as his finger entered me he triggered a sensation I had never felt. I gasped as he kept fingering me. He had very long fingers and was able to reach way in and to the front where what he called my "G" spot was supposed to be. I wasn't aware that, all I knew is that it felt better than anything I had ever felt. But even after he had 3 long fingers in me, I still did not have an orgasm. But the horny feeling I always had after sex right after my period was gone as I drove home that night.

My husband wanted sex, but I had put a tampon in just in case he did and told him I was still bleeding. He settled for me sucking him off. What a difference there was even in the ejaculation! He only squirted one half hearted stream and then oozed the rest. His cum tasted much stronger than Jeff's, also. Early in our marriage we had tried anal sex during my period, but it hurt me too badly to continue. So we eventually abandoned the practice, not having really achieved full penetration.

I was feeling guilty at what a slut I seemed to have become. Having sex with a strange man and a Black man at that. Then having sex with my husband that same night! But the desire to be fingered by Jeff's talented fingers outweighed the guilt. And I found myself at his apartment again the next evening.

Once we were naked and he had licked me some, and I was pleading with him to finger me again, he got up and put a tape in his VCR and turned on the TV. As I watched the tape, I became almost horrified. There was a woman and a man, and he was lubricating his hand as he fingered the woman. As their sex play progressed I watched in amazement as the man's whole hand was in the woman's vagina. I was aghast as Jeff turned off the movie.

Without saying a thing he began licking my vagina, then, he laid between my legs and began to finger me causing those good feelings. I watched I a sort of trance as he reached for the night stand, and retrieved a large tube of K-Y Jelly. When I realized what he was going to do, I was horrified, but also so very turned on, that I didn't do anything to stop him as his lubricated fingers began to slide into me. I arched my hips in response to his invading fingers. God it was soooooo good! I felt more pressure from his hand. OH GOD I thought, he was going to do to me what was on the movie. My mind told me to stop him, but I was powerless to move as I felt an intense pressure at the sides of my vagina.

Then suddenly, I screamed out loud as it felt like something gave way and his hand was in me. My hips thrust slowly to the rhythm of his fingers moving inside of me. I grabbed a pillow and held over my face to muffle my screams of pleasure. Then suddenly I felt an intense pressure build in my entire lower body. It became more and more intense! Until I felt like my abdomen was going to bust as I looked down between my legs from under the pillow I saw Jeff lean forward and capture my clit in his mouth. I screamed and screamed into the pillow as it felt like a damn had burst with in me! My thighs thrashed wildly and my body twisted from side to side. I was in another galaxy for sure. That's how amazing it felt. My hips suddenly shot upward and I felt my bladder let go. I think I passed out at that point!

I don't know how long it was before I became aware of my surroundings again, but as I looked down between my legs, Jeff was still there, with his whole wrist buried in me. He held his hand motionless inside of me. Every time he tried to move it even slightly, the feeling was so intense for me, I'd scream for him not move it. My thighs were quivering involuntarily like crazy! I felt completely soaked, because I was, with my own urine. I had shot out strong streams of piss as I had my orgasm! It went all over Jeff's arm and chest and all over the bed, it was soaked!

My thighs finally quit quivering and slowly Jeff was able to retrieve his hand from me. It was the most AWESOME Feeling I had ever had during sex that was certain. I was so happy! Jeff explained to me that it was called "fisting" and that an older woman had taught him how to do it., to give her orgasms. I was so grateful I had met Jeff. I felt a kind of genuine love for him that night, a warm cuddly feeling. He was the only man to have ever satisfied me after 31 years of life!

Each subsequent love making session we had ,contained fisting and produced more and more violent orgasms. I couldn't get enough! I was like a starving animal trying to gorge herself, and make up for all the pleasure I had missed out on. Sex with my husband became even more meaningless and so mundane, but I kept up the pretense of enjoyment. But the real enjoyment was with Jeff. Although I still could not climax even with him during intercourse, just the "Fisting" sessions Produced what I had to have! Jeff was so sweet and told me that it would happen just to give it time. In the mean time his "Fist" was mine!

The first night of my next menstrual discharge was another first! After foreplay and me sucking him, he stopped me before he shot off and got out the tube of K-Y. I objected and told him no not while I was bleeding. He shushed me and as I watched in horror he lubricated his finger and then slowly slid it into my rectum. It felt strange at first but not unpleasant. Then I felt 2 fingers and more K-Y. Then I gasped as he applied k-y to the head of his cock and placed it at the entrance of my anus. I was laying on my back with my legs spread and he was between them. I protested but he shushed me and slowly applied forward pressure. He kept telling me to relax and just lay still. I tried but boy was I tense. I felt a slight stretching like I was dispelling a large stool. Then suddenly a kind of "silent pop" and the huge head of his cock was in my anus.

I could feel that now familiar pressure begin to build in me. Jeff didn't force anymore in me and allowed my hole to adjust to his girth. Then he put more lubricant on his exposed shaft and slowly slid some more into me. This caused the pressure to build even more and I told him I thought I was going to cum. He smile and began a slow pumping into my virgin ass hole. I felt him reach down and fondle my clit as he slowly thrust the remainder of his cock into me. That did it. I grabbed the pillow and muffled my screams of pleasure ! It was as intense as my first! I seemed to pass completely out. Once I came down from that beautiful orgasm, I felt Jeff still pumping, then with a groan he released inside of me. His sperm was like hot molten metal shooting into my bowels, I climaxed right along with him.

Needless to say we have since repeated anal sex and plenty of fisting. Sometime the orgasms are stronger than the others but I love them all. We also had vaginal sex but always with a condom, unless it was when I felt my period coming on, then I took a chance and let him cum inside of my vagina.

Three months had gone by and I was one of the happiest women around. Jeff also loved to watch me masturbate. I had always been very shy to do it in front of my husband, but not with Jeff. We would 69 to the brink of his ejaculation, then I would lay on my back with legs spread and he would kneel between them and stroke his big cock as I fingered myself for him. He would usually spray my hand and stomach or sometimes place the tip against my anus and release his cream.

But as luck would have it, we got into it too heavy one night! We had gone 69 and I was masturbating for him and he was jerking off watching, when suddenly he moved forward and placed his cock against my invading finger at the entrance to my vagina. Caught up in the passion of the moment, I with drew my finger and felt him enter me to the hilt. At the same time I felt his hot discharge of virile sperm enter me. "yes yes cum in me Jeff fill me fill me"! That he did, he shot and shot inside of me and I had my first orgasm during vaginal intercourse was the good news. The bad news is however! I am now 2 months pregnant! A married woman with 2 children and a husband, Caucasian and pregnant by a black man with whom I've been having an affair. I don't know what will become of it, but I am strongly leaning towards divorce and marrying Jeff. BUT that's something he objects to so unless I can change his mind, I'll just have to live with him. I hope he'll have me.

In the mean time we have sex regularly, but I see a change in him! He is starting to treat me as a slut, but I am powerless to do anything about it. I seem to be his sex slave. He makes me go out with him in a neighboring town at least so we won't be seen by anyone. But I wear skirts with no panties, and he sometimes fingers me lewdly in public. While on the drive to the next town one night he demanded oral sex in the car at a rest stop! I didn't mind that, but another woman pulled up next to us and was able to see me sucking his cock! He held my head down and made me continue. The woman watched and then he began to talk to her! It ended up with me watching him fuck her in the back seat of my car. Then he made me suck his cock clean after he had fucked her and I was made to lick her! It was distasteful to me but I didn't dare, not do what he told me. The woman held my head and thrust her sperm filled vagina against my face until she had an orgasm.

The following week he took me to her apartment! (I didn't know he had stayed in contact with her) She is also white by the way. But she is divorced with 3 children, not living at home. She is 46. I was again forced to lick her as Jeff had intercourse in my anus. I did climax then though as he filled me with his sperm. Since my pregnancy he freely shoots in my vagina.

I am at a loss as to what direction to go with my life. I have forsaken my husband and my children. Their mother is a sex slut for what is beginning to turn out to be a depraved man instead of the loving one I thought he was. What really hurt was the other night when my husband left briefly and I called to talk to Jeff and Donna, (the other woman) answered the phone and described to me how Jeff was fucking her with his "Big Black Fuck Pole" . I tried to hang up but couldn't and listened as she climaxed and heard his familiar grunt as he shot into her. I cried myself to sleep that night.

Last night Jeff called and wanted me to sneak out of the house after my husband went to sleep. I did and was met at his apartment by Donna and another Black man. We fucked and sucked until early morning, and I got back home just before the alarm went off! I had my first double penetration experience while Donna sucked my nipples. It was the most intense orgasm YET!

I am helpless to deny any sex act to Jeff. But I detest Donna's presence and she has taken to belittling me also. I wouldn't even suck Jeff after he has been in my anus. But yet I sucked him the other night after he with drew from Donna's and discharged into my mouth. I found it repulsive but still did it. I am a slave to his sexual desires. But it is such a turn on, I can't resist. At work I sneak behind crates with him and satisfy him orally anytime he wishes! What is to become of me?

Maybe more to come!

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