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A girl and her tentacle monster 9

Ryu on Supernatural Stories

As my tentacles began to drink from big sis’s new and improved tits, the ones plugging my own finally released. The pressure did not go away, my nipples not spilling a drop to my initial disappointment. They had grown again from the volume they now held, now about as big as Mommy’s, and I could feel the weight had significantly jumped from the thickening of the milk. I quickly got up again, pulling my soon to be breeding sister from the floor. She seemed hurt that I had stopped her from gobbling up my kitty’s juice, but seemed to forgive me when I pushed her head to my chest.

 

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ormal">Her lips closed around my left nipple, the sucking drawing my milk out and giving me some relief. My sigh matched the moment it hit her tongue, and I could see her tasting what had become more of a thick, heavy cream rather than milk for a brief moment before a hunger of unbelievable proportions engulfed her. She grabbed my right tit roughly and pulled its nipple to her mouth as well, mashing them together so she could feast on both at once. When I heard her moan and watched her shudder in as intense and orgasm as I’d given any of them with my tentacles, I knew this was something new. When I remembered the same milk was now in the redhead’s eight much larger tits, I couldn’t help but laugh.

 

Somewhere in the back of my mind, where the “other” me was, I knew there was yet more to do to the sobbing girl before I could let the others partake of her bounty. Pulling her over, I lay her on her back, the needle tentacles still plugging her up and letting her already absurd tits grow larger with each passing moment. Grabbing my big sis away from the three-way kiss she, Mommy, and little sis were enjoying, I laid her on top of the redhead, enjoying the reversal of fortune from earlier this entailed. Big sis silenced the other girl’s continued crying with a wet kiss, massaging two of her tits at a time to ease the pain of her continued growth.

 

It occurred to me at this time that, even though I’d been here for several hours, I’d done very little to many of the girls. Being thorough was one thing. Being neglectful was another. There were now plenty of girls to begin feeding those yet to gain my full attention, and I had plenty of milk to sate my appetite for the time being. My tentacles shot out, wrapping up the remaining ten girls, their cries of fear and surprise mixed with arousal coming as music to my ears.

 

Daddy pulled out of the Asian girl’s mouth, having packed her stomach as full as I had her womb, and helped her roll back so that her tits were available. As I sat two of the blonde girls before her, Daddy reached down and pulled their heads to the smaller girl’s nipples, holding them there till the hormones coursing through their veins and the smell of the leaking milk drove them to drink.

 

Similar situations unfolded as I made the second brunette and one of the black girls drink from the older Asian woman, got Mommy to feed both tiny breasted blondes, and took special delight in making the last black girl and the huge titted blonde suckle at little sis’s chest, her tiny frame and huge belly looking even stranger two much larger and older girls at her mercy. For the last two, the twin Latinas, I brought them over to me, pushing them into my breeding sister’s chest. Their terror at being so close to me, the source of this madness, aroused me intensely.

 

I waited till they went docile, not a long wait, before releasing my hold on them and putting the tentacles to better use. They didn’t fear me any less; I had just crushed their flight and fight instincts, the chemicals and mental suggestions bombarding their minds until they didn’t even realize there was an option to run or refuse. My tentacles rubbed all over, teasing them mercilessly but not letting them cum, waiting for the begging I knew would happen.

 

With things now nicely set up, all my girls properly attended to, it was time to resume impregnation. I positioned myself so that the tips of my twin cocks brushed against big sis’s and the redhead’s kitty, more tentacles helping hold up my breeding sister as she continued to drink and the Latina twins as they fed from her. The needle tentacles pulled away from the redhead’s now insanely huge tits, big sis no longer able to kiss her due to being lifted up so high, not a drop of milk coming out in a mirror of mine. She cupped them in her arms, begging me to drink before she exploded. I grinned, holding a few cock tentacles over her tits and letting the slime from them wash over the flesh, instructing big sis to rub it in. When I told her she had plenty more growing to do, her face fell again. She stopped her crying, acquiescing to my whims at last.

 

On my orders, big sis grabbed a tentacle at a time, bringing it to the girl’s overstretched nipples. The redhead just looked on in horror, knowing resistance was pointless, as big sis pressed the first one into the opening. Even though each tentacle was a good inch and a half in diameter, big sis still forced them in like a good girl. The redhead gritted her teeth as, one by one, her tits were stuffed again by something far larger than what had just left them. It took her a few seconds to realize each tentacle continued to leak their pre-cum slime even as they plugged her, and she looked at me, begging with her eyes for me to stop, but I just licked my lips and began pushing.

 

Both were virgins, though big sis was more of a “technical” virgin in that she’d lost it to a tampon rather than a proper cock. Her hymen had been torn, but remnants of it remained, at least until I tore the rest away. Both were incredibly wet, their kitty muscles spasming around me from an infinite number of mini orgasms. It took me only a few thrusts to hit their inner barriers, the sensation of fucking both of them at once up to their cervixes an indescribable one I would have to try again.

 

As I began thrusting in and out, I also began fucking the redhead’s tits with slow, firm strokes. As much as she had begged me to stop my abuse of her tits in words and body language, the response I got from this action was immediate and intense. He arched her back in the beginning of a massive multi-orgasmic explosion that shook the entire pile of bodies atop her. She screamed in pained delight, her nipples so sensitive that the slightest touch set her off all over again.

 

Not to deny my big sis this kind of pleasure, I moved a trio of tentacles towards her ass, spreading the cheeks with my hands before sending them right in. She squeaked in surprise, grunting in discomfort for a time before shaking in her own incredible orgasm. The redhead reached up and pulled the tentacles away from my big sis’s breasts, pinching down hard on them and sending a large spray of milk all across her own chest, face, and hair, getting the result she hoped for as my big sis’s waning orgasm gave way to yet another. The twin grips on my cocks were so strong I almost wasn’t able to keep moving, my heightened senses waiting for just the right second before I lunged forward, driving through the final barriers and forcing my cocks into their wombs.

 

With the both of them screaming at the top of their lungs in abject joy, I forced more and more tentacles up big sis’s ass, the slime letting her stretch to truly incredible size. As a dozen thick tentacles dove up her intestines, her stomach bulged in a twisted snaking motion. Two of the original three stayed near the entrance, planning to douse her rectum with my seed, and the third joined the new ones until they passed into her stomach. There it stayed, waiting to add more semen to the milk and cum sludge that filled every crevice.

 

Her throat bulged obscenely until the tentacles opened her mouth and wriggled around for a moment. The redhead looked at them, absolutely stunned at what she was seeing, her gasping and moaning continuing regardless as I fucked her womb larger. Big sis pulled the other girl’s hands from her own tits and held them to her bulging stomach, the two of them feeling the pulsing mass embedded in her, the thrusting of my cocks reverberating through it all.

 

The redhead knew what was expected of her, and finally did it without being forced to. Even as her tits continued to expand ever larger from the milk backing up and the slime flowing steadily into them, she opened her mouth and let the slime and drool from my big sis’s mouth drip into her own. She swallowed again and again for almost a minute before trying to lift her head so that the tentacles would come to her. As a reward, I sent them all forward at once, plunging the lot of them into her throat and pushing onward in a reverse of what I had just done to big sis.

 

Unable to kiss, the tentacles formed a foot long bridge between the girls’ mouths. I heard gasps from around the room, my un-bonded harem girls looking on in horror at what they knew would be their own fate but unable to tear themselves away from their feeding. The bulge moved down the redhead’s esophagus, through her stomach, then forced her belly to expand as they moved through the winding path of her intestines.

 

When, at long last, they pushed their way free of her ass, I quickly sent half into each of their kitties, right along side my thrusting cocks. I threw all my strength into each thrust, the slapping of flesh echoing through the room. The two girls seemed barely conscious, their eyes nearly rolled back into their heads, as I felt that same twinge build. I quickly pulled my breeding sister away from my tits and set her head down near our kitties, pulling a tentacle out of each of my victims and pushing it deep down her throat. With the two Latinas suckling and looking on with her, I let her watch up close and personal how I knocked them both up.

 

I felt my cocks and tentacles expand in size, the semen rushing through the tentacles even as my cocks began filling the two girls with gush after gush of potent sperm. Even through the tentacles, I heard the redhead screaming in real pain, even as she orgasmed, knowing the tentacles fucking her tits were unloading pint upon burning pint into her already overstretched mammaries.

 

It took a bit longer for it to pass through, but the semen pumping through my other tentacles hit their marks. They had wound their way around my cocks, stroking each one even as they all began coming, the volume flowing directly towards their now hyperactive ovaries increasing six-fold. My breeding sister greedily slurped up all the sperm being shot down her throat watching in fascination as I just kept coming and coming.

 

Like all the others, the two girls’ bellies began to balloon outward. Big sis was lifted upwards evenly, the redhead’s tits growing to keep pace with her belly. Not once did any of them show the slightest bit of sag, the flesh supple yet firm and letting them hold their shape even with their now incredible mass. The extra cum flowing into big sis’s ass and stomach began squirting out both ends, dousing the redhead and myself in a fresh coat of thick, pure white semen. We could see their eggs being fertilized en masse, both muffling noises through the tentacles that sounded like “thank you”, our collective orgasms winding down through many smaller aftershocks.

 

I panted from where I lay across my big sis’s back, slowly pulling my tentacles out of the two girls along with my cocks. I pulled big sis off the redhead, laying them next to each other as I admired my handiwork. Big sis sported a proud, nearly 8 months pregnant-looking belly full of my young, her hands rubbing all over it, and even over the bulge in her stomach, still visible even with her womb so over full. I’d planted a different kind of surprise in her stomach and intestines with those tentacles, but she wouldn’t know about that till they matured.

 

The redhead’s belly was just as large, but her tits dwarfed even it. It might seem excessive to you, but it was necessary in order to feed the legions of young that would soon be born. In fact, I was already eyeing the rest of them, wondering how many others would be fit for this transformation. I watched as she took the top two tits and twisted them around, easily reaching her mouth as she began to feed. The cum and milk mixture would be pleasure incarnate. Unable to resist, I sent out six of my sucker tentacles to begin feeding from the free ones.

 

As soon as I did so, any and all tiredness left my body, and my energy levels increased yet again. My twin cocks sprang back to life, larger than ever, and were promptly engulfed by my breeding sister’s mouth. I forced her mouth up and down violently, hearing her choke on them in mid-orgasm, and began cumming almost immediately. After the first few spurts, I pulled free and began coating her head and chest in a paste of cum, the insanely arousing drought coming from the redhead’s tits not letting me stop for a full three minutes.

 

Having completely soaked her black skin in my white cum and left a massive puddle of semen on the floor, the smell of sex was completely overwhelming. I let her go, letting her scrub herself in the pool of sperm, and turned my attention to the twin Latinas. Being so close, they had been completely bowled over by the glut of pheromones, and were now fucking each other furiously. When they saw me looking at them, they immediately stopped and turned their kitties toward me, raised them up in tandem and begged me to impregnate them.

 

Well, since they asked so nicely…

A girl and her tentacle monster 8

Ryu on Supernatural Stories

As I awaited Mommy and little sis’s arrival upstairs, I decided to get something started. Though I hated to interrupt her fun, I called over the charcoal black girl. To my delight she responded, kneeling in front of me so that her face was level with mine. Reaching out to grab her impressive tits, my tongue snaked out towards her mouth. She looked at it nervously for a moment before opening up, letting me push it down her throat as I leaned forward, our lips meeting as my tongue licked around in her esophagus.

 

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l that I knew was important. Instead of making her a slave to my will, I felt a burning need to make her like me. It would require a bit more patience before breeding her, but I had others to keep me occupied while I waited.

I pulled back, removing my tongue (much to her disappointment) before licking at her tits and now stiff nipples. The familiar sensation preceded the splash of white fluid and green creatures on our boobies as they pressed together. A second and then a third gob of them joined, my little helpers quickly making their way towards our nipples. We cried out in tandem as they began their work, penetrating into the opening and burrowing in, bringing us both to a shuddering orgasm several times.

The expansion was pretty quick afterwards, the pressure of milk production and then the release of that pressure a delightfully wonderful sensation. My already enlarged tits expanded another two cup sizes, pressing into my partner’s flesh as her own tits grew from a D to an F. Knowing that my audience had grown by two was a delightful turn on.

I turned to Mommy and little sis, and was pleasantly surprised to see that their already huge bellies had gotten even bigger as the babies inside them grew. I caressed my soon to be breeding sister’s face, the understanding passing between us that I would soon be back to finish, before standing up. A quick expulsion later, and both Mommy and little sis’s knees buckled under the orgasm the little green creatures could induce.

Mommy’s already leaking tits grew from her DD to a full G, the milk squirting out even as the creatures were crawling in. Little sis’s transformation moved her from her flat A to a nice C, the milk taking a bit longer to emerge but soon her body was changing to make it rather well. A kiss to both brought my attention to the taste of little sis’s kitty on Mommy’s tongue, and both Mommy’s kitty and her milk on little sis’s tongue. My poor thralls had been lonely without me.

I sent Mommy over to help Daddy breed the mother, leading little sis over to big sis’s predicament. The redhead was beside herself by now, unable to cum despite her need and efforts. She desperately begged me for help, apologizing again and again for trying to run, and offered anything in return for just letting her cum. In response, I smiled and grabbed her head, forcing her mouth halfway down my still gooey cock and reminding her that such promises were not to be made lightly.

She choked a bit at first, but began cleaning and sucking vigorously soon afterwards. It wasn’t long before she grabbed on to my hips, trying to force all of my cock down her throat. She adjusted her position, opened her throat, and resisted her quickly diminishing gag reflex, and soon I felt the head bump into the entrance to her stomach just as her lips pressed into my crotch.

Little sis, on the other hand, had gone down on our older sister. Dazed and horny from the redhead’s molesting, she wasn’t quite able to process what was happening before little sis climbed on top of her in the 69 position. She lapped happily at big sis’s kitty, her own weeping juice right over big sis’s mouth. Our sibling coughed and spit, trying to turn away at first, but she inevitably began to swallow some of it. She didn’t actually progress to licking back, but by the time she yelped in a surprise orgasm, she’d stopped resisting so much.

As big sis convulsed, our youngest sibling turned around and offered a breast to her. She stared at it for a good minute, her mind obviously in conflict, before she gave in to her impulses and began to feed. Busy as I was letting the redhead thrust herself back and forth on my cock, I almost missed it when one of big sis’s hands worked their way to little sis’s kitty and began pushing in.

I glanced over at the girl I’d chosen to transform rather than enslave, and smiled as I saw her busy feeding one of the lighter skinned black girls and a large breasted blonde. They didn’t seem terribly willing at the moment, fear preventing them from fighting back, but the milk would help make them a bit more cooperative.

It was when I looked over at Mommy, playing with Daddy’s balls as he rutted into the small Asian woman, and saw all that milk spilling out onto the floor that I realized I was being wasteful. My own milk streaked down my chest and ran onto my cock and down my legs, little sis’s free tit leaked even after feeding, and the mother and daughter pair both squirted more of it with no one to drink from them.

I sent tentacles out around the room, attaching them to each free lactating nipple and began suckling. It was a strange sensation, drinking one’s own milk, but I loved it. Mommy and the two Asian females groaned in thanks at the release of pressure, and I could feel the milk being absorbed almost straight rather than going to my stomach. I felt…reinvigorated, if such a thing was even possible with as much energy as I seemed to have.

By now, the redhead’s sucking was really getting to me. I grabbed on to the back of her head, thrusting even harder than she’d been doing on her own. Spittle flew everywhere as the head of my cock beat on the door to her stomach as it soon would her cervix, breaking it down just as I peaked. Gobs and gobs erupted from the head directly into her stomach, her eyes bulging from the volume, pressure, and the new plateau she’d reached while still remaining unable to cum herself. Her stomach bulged from the amount I pumped into her. I left my cock where it was for a few seconds, letting her panic slightly from the distending of her digestive tract before pulling back. The opening to her stomach closed immediately, sealing over the same way every cervix I’d cracked had, and trapping at least a gallon and a half of my cum inside her distended stomach.

I saw her rubbing the bulge in both worry and awe as I pulled back. More of my cum spurted into her esophagus as I slowly pulled out, and when I reached her mouth, my cum burst out her nose after the second spurt. After I’d coated her face in cum, hitting her square between the eyes, I quickly tore off her nightie as I pulled out of her mouth, aiming my cock at her tits. With the last few spasms, I hosed them down, telling her to begin rubbing it in immediately as the semen stuck fast to her skin.

It didn’t occur to me till then that she hadn’t needed to breathe as I fucked her throat, and seemed less than worried that she was pretty much drowning in my cum, not letting a single drop of cum escape her lips even as it blocked her airway. It hit me that all my other thralls had reacted similarly to things that normally would have caused them to suffocate, from the tentacle slime in the mother’s and daughter’s throats to all that cum I’d pumped down Mommy and little sis mouths. I wasn’t sure why, but I wasn’t going to argue.

Even as the cum absorbed into her skin, the redhead fidgeted in protest at still not having cum. She couldn’t say anything with all that sperm in her mouth, but her hips told me everything. I just patted her now sticky hair, waiting patiently for her to work my cum into her tits. In perhaps a few minutes, only a thin layer remained even as her tits seemed to be hurting her. She waved them at me in desperation, so I kneeled down and took her right nipple in my mouth.

Normally I liked to watch as my little helpers turned breasts into milk factories, but this time was slightly different. I sucked the nipple hard just as I felt the fluid they lived in surge up my esophagus. Holding the suction, they began crawling in as usual, one after the other, only instead of dividing themselves between two, all of them burrowed into the same breast. My victim squirmed in my grip, and was eventually unable to stay quiet any longer, her cry of pain and pleasure sending at least a quart of my cum and her spit splashing onto my face and her tits.

Once they had finished, I swallowed the fluid back down, only to feel a second rush follow it almost immediately. Yet more of the little creatures began to crawl inside her tit, her scream betraying fear and insane arousal. The moment they finished, I pulled off, licked the cum from my face, and dove right into the other tit. The process repeated itself even as the first tit began to grow at a phenomenal rate. A modest C cup blossomed into a DD in less than five seconds, then doubled in size to something I wasn’t even sure was measured on human women, perhaps an H cup. I kneaded it with a tentacle, admiring at how buoyant it was despite its size, even as a second load of the creatures finished making their way into her left tit.

Moments later, the second breast followed the first, and she sported a pair of tits even bigger than Mommy with her enhanced ones. The milk, usually so soon to appear after seeding, still had not come, though. As I pondered this, her hands flew to under her tits, a yelp of surprise and pain signaling an event that nearly floored me. Her tits were pushed up by yet another pair, a second set of tits growing as large as the first in moments. Once they’d reached full size, a third and fourth pair began growing to each side of the first two pairs, until she sported an unbelievable 8 tits jutting from her chest like an obscene pair of diamonds, squishing against one another on her young frame.

Then…her milk came in. It wasn’t like any of the others, not even mine or Mommy’s. Milk positively GUSHED from her nipples! More than that, I saw her eyes roll back and her body shake as the pent up orgasms rushed through her all at once, every fiber of her being lit up in ecstatic joy. It had all happened so fast, and everything had seemed so natural, that I hadn’t even noticed when the “other me” had been in control and when I’d been running things. Was there even much of a difference anymore?

It was clear my other half still had plans for her. Even more tentacles emerged, only these ones seemed different than the others. Not like the cock ones, or the suckers, they opened at the tip into a perverse four petal flower-looking formation. Inside was a wicked looking four or five inch needle that went from a fine point to easily the size of my Daddy’s thumb. I took it in for only a moment before two of them replaced the ones at my own nipples, piercing them quickly and sending an excruciating mix of pain and pleasure shooting through my body. The petals wrapped around my tits, covering the entire thing and slowly kneading it. The needles began to heat up, the “other me” taking full control in order to prevent me from instinctively yanking at them.

It was at once the worst pain I’d ever felt and the greatest pleasure since bonding with my children. The milk began to back up almost immediately, and as it remained in contact with the heated needle, it actually began to boil inside my boobies. Stuck inside my own mind as I was, my screams did not reach the outside world, but I felt everything. The milk began to thicken as much of the water was removed and reabsorbed, and I felt my tits get much heavier as they produced more and more milk to fill the space left by the condensed fluid.

Distracted as I was, I nearly missed the scream of the redhead. Focusing back on the outside world, I saw “I” had done to her what “I” had done to myself only moments ago. She pulled at the new tentacles for a moment before “I” slapped her hard, yelling at her for being ungrateful. She’d been allowed to cum, and cum hard, and I was merely taking what was promised. Her body, mind, and soul were mine to do with what I wanted, and she would thank me for everything I did to her or she would never cum again.

Her sobbing continued, but she stopped trying to defy “my” actions. Given how much it had hurt me, I couldn’t imagine what it was doing to her, but it turned me on even more, none the less.

A grunt of pain drew my attention to Daddy as he pumped yet another load into the Asian woman’s womb, her belly now stretched to appear at least 10 months pregnant, the newest batch of sperm finding yet more eggs to fertilize. She was squirming in a great amount of discomfort, even as Mommy massaged her belly, due to the volume. I hadn’t really put a lot of my tentacle slime in and on her, so stretching was more difficult. Once Daddy vacated her kitty, I entered it, her behind, and her mouth, her relief coming soon after as the slime she ingested began to take effect.

 

I instructed Daddy to pull out, letting Mommy clean him off quickly before having him move over to the woman’s daughter. Still on her side due to her massive stomach, the girl looked at him hungrily. Daddy and Mommy rolled her until she lay on her stomach, the gallons of cum holding the rest of her body a full two feet in the air. Balancing with her legs, she waited patiently as Daddy got on his knees and fed her his still raging hard cock. She sucked as if her life depended on it, the cum he would soon give her one of the few foods she’d need to consume from now on.

Once he was set up, Mommy came over to me. She pulled my sisters apart, lifting up my dazed big sis until she sat before my cock. She whispered and nibbled at her ear, her hand grabbing one of my tentacles and moving it down to rub my big sis’s kitty as a reward for reaching out and grabbing my cock. She brought her face up close and took a deep breath, savoring it as one might a flower or a delicious meal, before opening her mouth and taking it in for the first time.

Feeling a little left out, my little sis began slurping at the shaft not yet buried in our sister’s throat. I knew she was hungry. Her smaller frame was having a harder time keeping up with the growth of all the babies I and Daddy had put in her than Mommy. Not wanting to deprive my big sis of her reward for good behavior, a simple solution popped into my head. Soon enough, a second cock was poking my little sis in the cheek, which she dove on with a squeal of delight.

I can’t even begin to describe how hot the sight was. Both my sisters sucking on my cocks, the younger one bottoming out with ease as the older one slowly worked it down with each thrust, determined not to be outdone. I was very pleased with them, even as the pain in my boobies subsided. The tentacles did not release yet, seeming content to act as a plug while my tits filled up with more and more of the now thicker milk. Mommy gave big sis hints on how to take me all the way, the feeling of hitting her stomach soon to follow as she and little sis took turns bottoming out on my two cocks.

A pair of dark hands wrapped around my chest, grabbing on to my tentacle-covered breasts and squeezing. The charcoal black girl licked my neck, turning to the side to meet my kiss and suck on my tongue some more. She grabbed on to the sucker tentacles that had left my nipples and placed them on her own, then reached down to grab both my sister’s heads and force them up and down faster a few times. Much to my delight, they kept up with the new pace once she let go.

We broke the kiss as she knelt down, sitting on the floor before twisting around between my legs. Spreading my kitty, she began pushing fingers in and licking profusely, bringing a string of mini-orgasms along and letting her drink up my fluids. Between the three of them and the crying of the redhead, I wasn’t going to last long.

I rammed my sister’s mouths over my cocks faster and faster, Mommy helping me as I did so, until I was about to burst. Forcing them both down, the heads went into their stomachs, my shuddering climax audible to everyone in the room. The sprays of cum could be heard through my moans and praises, one after the other gushing into their gullets before their bellies began to expand from the volume.

I quickly pulled back, knowing my big sis had not been exposed to much of the slime yet, and proceeded to shower them both even as Mommy joined in, their faces soaked in moments as the orgasm subsided. My helper beneath me was absolutely drenched in girl-cum by the time my knees gave out from the overload. She fell with me, barely missing a lick as I ended up sitting in her face, her tongue buried in my kitty still.

Taking the opportunity, I vomited yet more of the green critters onto my big sis’s still unseeded boobies, watching excitedly as they, too, grew and began leaking.

She, and the redhead, were now ready…

A girl and her tentacle monster 4.5

Ryu on Supernatural Stories

Apparently I fail at actually checking which chapter I posted last, and skipped one. So this one goes between chapter 4 and "5". >_>

 

Thanks to those who commented about that. As well as everyone who likes and reads my stories. :)

 

 


 

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It was not long until I heard Daddy’s car pull into the garage. Still in his and Mommy’s bedroom, I had already prepared for his arrival, so there was no need to pull my thing from my little sister’s throat. I pushed her further down, her gagging slurps really turning me on, making me moan as I began spurting into her stomach just as Mommy greeted Daddy downstairs. Like a good girl she took it all, her already enormous belly swelling a little bit higher up to hold it all before I pulled out and sent jets of my slimy cream streaming onto her face and hair, covering her still flat chest as well while she tried to rub it into her skin. Her entire front was coated in a thick layer of my semen by the time I finished, and I watched her shake in orgasm for a good while before throwing on enough clothing to make myself “presentable”.

 

Leaving little sis to her task of cleaning herself up, I went downstairs, faking illness as I went to find Daddy drinking his coffee and talking to Mommy in the kitchen. Mommy winked at me, and I knew the milk and cream in Daddy’s coffee wasn’t exactly cow-based. It would be his first dose of many.

 

He called me over, wrapping me in a big hug before asking me how I was doing. Of course, I made small talk and used my best princess voice, getting several kisses on the cheek or forehead as I got him to try and “make me feel better”. He barely noticed that he’d finished his coffee before Mommy gave him another cup. This one I could smell was far stronger, the smell of Mommy’s milk and my cum potent to my nose but likely not to Daddy's. He took a sip and commented that it seemed richer, but continued to drink it as I gleefully watched his eyes glaze over slightly by the end of it.

 

I moved to his lap then, squeezing my bottom against his thing as I felt it get harder beneath me. Mommy made an excuse to go to the bathroom then, leaving me alone with him and his rapidly growing arousal. I had my hooks in him already. I smiled, knowing the power of my effect on people was growing as well as confirming men were vulnerable to it as much as, if not more than, women.

 

I kept wriggling around on his lap, innocently adjusting my position in ways that did little to quell the rising heat in his body. He tried to keep talking to me, stammering every so often when I’d move just so, his train of thought trailing off at times as I sensed him wrestle with his conscience and his desires. He’d set his hand on my shoulder, rubbing it a little less like a father should before pulling away when he noticed. He tried to move me on his lap so I wasn’t straddling him, my cotton covered kitty pressing into the crotch of his work pants as his thing strained against the fabric, but he couldn’t seem to get the right hold on me without grabbing my butt or touching my chest. He’d apologize and ask me to hold still, but I never did.

 

I turned my head back, looking at him with my best wide-eyed expression of concern and asked if he was ok. He had beads of sweat on his forehead by now as he claimed he was fine, even if I knew better. He leaned forward to kiss my cheek again, hesitating for only a moment before moving to my lips. I opened my mouth to let his tongue in, nearly cumming right there when I felt his conscience surrender to me. He wasn’t completely mine yet, but I knew I could move on from here.

 

I let him kiss me for a minute or two, our tongues dancing as I pulled his head to mine with one hand, the other moving down to feel the bulge in his pants. He tensed at first, nearly reaching down to stop me, but decided to move his hand to my chest, rubbing my tiny boobies through the oversized shirt. He let go of my chin, letting me maintain the kiss as his now free hand moved to my kitty.

 

He rubbed me through the cloth for a bit until I pushed his hand to the side of my panties. He got the idea, pulling the material to the side before pushing a finger in, making me squeak into his mouth. He buried it to the second knuckle, moving back and forth several times before he pushed a second finger in, and then a third. My juices flowed freely by then, easing his passage before I felt the spasm start. His hand was drenched in my girl-cum as I moaned into his mouth, and when he broke the kiss to clean off his hand, I knew he was done.

 

I quickly slid off his lap, my hands unzipping his fly and pulling out the 8 inch prize that throbbed within before he could say anything. I crammed it down my throat, feeling the stretch of my muscles and tasting the goo that had been oozing out in copious amounts. He moaned in perverse pleasure as I deep throated him, slobbering all over his penis and the sack at the base as it slid into and out of my esophagus.

 

I’d driven him so crazy with lust that he couldn’t last long, grabbing the back of my head with both hands and forcing me all the way down, holding me there as his penis twitched and spasmed, his cum streaming down my throat as I continued to suck wildly. The amount was significant for a human. Mommy must have been very satisfied with him before I came along. He was big and strong, and his thing was a match for his body. Now that I had him, he’d only get better.

 

When I pulled back, his penis remained as hard as ever. He panted in the chair, his twitching penis slick with my saliva, as Mommy came back into the room with my little sister. Both were naked, little sis less cum soaked than before as Mommy licked the excess cum from her lips and leered at the sight of us. I motioned her to come over and take my place, which she did with enthusiasm, grabbing onto Daddy’s thing and pushing it between her boobies. He moaned as she pushed them together tightly and began moving up and down, using my saliva and a dribbling of my cum from her mouth to lubricate the act.

 

Daddy looked down at Mommy, so caught up in the afterglow from my blowjob that he hadn’t realized she’d even entered the room till now. I saw only a momentary questioning look on his face before he just accepted it, reaching down to pinch her nipples and getting rewarded with a stream of milk. His eyes widened as he brought his hand to his mouth, licking off the cream before taking a closer look at all three of our bodies. He reached out and touched my tummy, the absurdly large bulge there nearly causing him to forget about little sis, whom grabbed his other hand and pressed it to her own, even larger belly.

 

The realization that we were both hugely pregnant sent him over the edge, his hips jerking up and sending several spurts of cum onto Mommy’s face and boobies before she opened up and swallowed the tip, letting the last few bits run down her throat. This orgasm was bigger than the last, the amount of cum probably doubling, and I was pretty sure his penis had gotten bigger since I started. Not to mention it still hadn’t gone soft.

 

I moved back between his legs, letting Mommy stand next to him and show him the proud belly bulge I’d given her as well, sending his penis back down my throat. It was, indeed, bigger, and I enjoyed forcing it down my throat all the way to the base repeatedly, using the muscles to milk him as I held it inside. I pressed my thumb to the base of his thing, pinching off the flow of cum as I slurped and sucked, driving him higher than ever before as he tried and failed to find real release in my mouth.

 

Mommy and little sis held his hands to prevent him from interfering with me, pressing them to their own kitties until he began finger fucking them. I kept drenching his penis in as much of my saliva as I could, a clear puddle forming on the chair and the floor below as more dripped down. His ball sack was slick with it, tingling slightly as he began making more and more cum for me. I felt his penis growing still more in my throat, at least another two inches long and thickening another inch around.

 

As if they knew what to do, Mommy and little sis let go of his hands at the same time, both flying to my head once again just as I let go of the base of his penis. He shoved me down, holding me there just like before as he erupted. It spurted again and again, the volume far greater this time than both previous ones combined, and I swallowed greedily. For nearly ten seconds he shot down my throat, until I pulled back and let him fill my mouth. The salty sweetness of his cum was heaven to my tongue, the flavor second only to my lovers and making me shudder in orgasm yet again.

 

When the flow finally stopped, I pulled off and we admired Daddy’s new thing for a moment. It twitched and jumped, still slick with my saliva but clean of any cum. I pulled Daddy off the chair, leading him, Mommy and little sis upstairs to the master bedroom before telling Daddy to lie down on his back. Mommy got up on the bed next to him and offered her still leaking boobies, which he began to suckle ravenously as his penis refused to lie still.

 

I pulled my little sis over to him, letting her straddle his penis before grabbing the base and directing it into her now well-used kitty. I forced her to go slow, the tip finally hitting her cervix about 2/3rds of the way in. Only then did I let go, letting her rear back and slam down with enough force to jam his penis past the inner barrier and straight into her womb. The heat from my cum was intense, making Daddy yell curses intermixed with how good it felt.

 

Her huge stomach bounced and jiggled as she moved up and down, never once pulling up far enough to let the tip of his penis slip from her womb. The slapping sounds were obscene, turning me on further as I moved behind Mommy. I’d originally intended to breed her again, but, considering the amount of my cum in her already, it might have endangered her life if I put more in. Instead I crammed my penis up her behind, drawing a yelp of pleasure and a thank you as I began thrusting.

 

Daddy began to moan more through his milking of Mommy, even stopping to tell little sis he was about to cum. Not missing a beat, she continued to bounce on him, asking me if it was ok. Still thrusting myself, I informed her that letting him cum in her would get her pregnant with Daddy’s babies as well as my own, and that she would be in trouble if she let him pull out. Her face lit up at this news, and she started talking dirtier to him, begging him to cum inside her and give her even more babies.

 

It was all too much for Daddy, and he reached down to press her tightly to him as he began cumming yet again. Little sis screamed in orgasm when she felt even more cum flowing into her, thanking Daddy for his sperm all the while. The sight sent me over the edge as well and I sent shot after shot into Mommy’s bottom, bringing her to orgasm as well before she began to vomit up cum, the huge gobs splashing onto the bed and floor, turning into a thick puddle in moments and a large pile by the time I’d finished.

 

Little sis panted on top of Daddy as Mommy fell so that she lay across the bed with her stomach pressed against his head. I pulled myself from her behind and lifted little sis off Daddy, cleaning his still hard penis off. When finished, I walked around again and picked Mommy up, straddling her on his penis and shoving it into her kitty unceremoniously.

 

Her nose and mouth still leaking cum and her boobies still covered in his own dose from earlier, she humped him like no tomorrow. I’d heard them have sex before, but hadn’t quite known what to make of it at the time. The intensity of their grinding surprised me, and I knew that, even though they were mine to command, they still loved each other. I was a little jealous, but knew I’d have plenty of people to work with eventually. Maybe I’d find several that drove me as wild as they drove each other.

 

Not needing any help from me, I let them go at it as I pulled my little sis over to the steaming pile of semen left over from my latest orgasm. Scooping up a handful of it, I rubbed it into her skin, slicking her up all over, paying closest attention to her boobies, kitty, and behind, but making sure to get plenty of it everywhere, even her hair and ears. I finished with quite a lot to spare, leaving her coated in a quarter inch of cum everywhere, so I instructed her to help me eat it. No sense in letting it all go to waste.

 

Her tummy was still very full from when I’d filled her throat a little over an hour ago, so she had trouble swallowing it. But I had commanded it, so she tried as hard as she could, ending up nearly choking as it went down into her lungs. Only then did I allow her to stop, letting her dribble all she couldn’t take into my mouth and then letting her feed me the rest of what remained on the bed.

 

Next to us, Daddy had been pinching Mommy’s nipples again, milk still streaming out every time and coating his chest. He announced that he was about to cum again, and Mommy asked me if it was ok and if she should let him get her pregnant. I scolded her for even having to ask about letting him get her pregnant, but praised her for asking if it was ok to cum yet. I nodded my consent to both and swallowed a large handful of my own cum as they reached peak.

 

I swore I could hear Daddy cumming inside Mommy. The spray was magnificent, making Mommy’s tummy tremble from the force as he held her down tightly. Mommy babbled incoherently in her orgasm, announcing she could feel his sperm fertilizing more of her eggs before screaming one last time and falling to the side, exhausted. Daddy’s penis slipped from her, still hard and ready to go. I had finished my meal, so I crawled over and crammed his penis into my kitty, his and Mommy’s juices still covering it on its way in.

 

Daddy wasn’t ready for it and gasped in surprise, my kitty sucking him all the way in with one stroke. My cervix gripped him tightly, making clear to him he couldn’t leave my womb till both he and I were satisfied. It was delightfully obscene to be fucking my own Daddy with Mommy nearly passed out beside me and my little sister watching intently. He pumped into me as hard as he could, caressing my huge belly and imagining adding his own children to the ones already inside. I egged him on, using my princess voice to beg him to fuck me harder, and I was rewarded with him flipping me over so he could drive into me from behind, my hands and knees on the bed.

 

He rammed into me with his whole body, the springs creaking in protest with every thrust. It was WONDERFUL. I tore the sheets in my long multi-orgasm, each one riding into the next in a sea of blissful release. Don’t get me wrong, I LOVED fucking Mommy and little sis pregnant. The feel of cumming deep inside a woman, knowing your sperm will be flooding their eggs and making their bellies swell with your children was unlike anything I’d ever experienced. But I understood that I was still a female, and that meant being bred, hard and thoroughly, would probably always top breeding others.

 

Somewhere in my orgasm, I heard Daddy ask if he could cum now. I screamed something to the effect that he was to fuck his babies into me as many times as it took to satisfy us, and not a single time less. His response was to buck harder, and I felt Daddy’s sperm flooding into me, his thrusts never once ceasing. The orgasm intensified again, and I grabbed Mommy, pulling her beneath me so I could suckle. I drained milk through my screams, biting her nipples and bringing her to orgasm as well before I felt Daddy’s cum spill into me again.

 

With a quick command, I made my little sister crawl underneath Daddy so that she could lick his ball sack, penis, and my clit, the new sensations making Daddy come again after only a minute or two. I was in heaven. I could feel he’d squirted at least quart of cum into me since we began, each time shooting more than the last.

 

He flipped me onto my back, Mommy moving beside me so she could let me nurse some more. He spread my legs apart as far as they could go, my now even larger belly framed by them as he began to pile drive into me from above. Little sis licked feverishly between thrusts, fingering her own kitty, until Daddy thrust into me one last time, his penis swelling yet again as he released a torrent into my thirsty womb.

 

The volume seemed equal to the total amount he’d spurted since I’d begun his conversion, my belly growing visibly as he flooded my eggs. I wrapped my legs around his waist, refusing to let go even if I knew he wouldn’t try to pull out. Mommy and little sis cried out as well, the scene causing them to cum hard, all four of us basking in a wondrous afterglow.

 

I knew it wouldn’t last, but at this moment I was satisfied. I felt Daddy’s penis going soft inside me, the size still impressive as it popped out without a single drop of cum escaping my kitty, and I knew he was too. As much as I was in control, I knew I needed sex as much as I had food before. My first three thralls were not merely a way to produce children, they were a food source as well. I made sure to keep that in mind as I began planning my next move...

A girl and her tentacle monster 3

Ryu on Supernatural Stories

By now, it was about 1 in the afternoon. Daddy wouldn’t be home till after 6, my little sis was going to a friend’s house for studying, and my big sis had cheerleading practice. The thought of my big sis in her tight uniform had me bothered again. Mommy placed me back in my bed, but I knew something was different. She had a slightly glazed look in her eyes, and it made me excited for some reason.

Then, a crazy icky idea hit me. I had no idea where it came from or why, but once it popped in my head, I couldn’t get rid of it. I just HAD to do it. I reached over and pulled Mommy in for what she probably thought was a hug, but I moved a bit and kissed her full on the lips. I felt her

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tense for a moment, but she didn’t pull back and yell like I was sure she would. When I felt her tongue pushing on my lips, I let it in and stuck my own into her mouth. She was mine now.

Wait…mine? Where did that come from? I didn’t own Mommy.

At least…I thought I didn’t. I absentmindedly began stroking her hair, and I felt her relax. I swore I could feel her mind, telling me I could do what I wanted.

What did I want? I wasn’t even sure anymore. The fire seemed to have stopped being uncomfortable, almost like it was flowing from me into Mommy.

I pulled back for a moment to really look at Mommy. She was panting pretty hard and looking at me as if she was hurt that I stopped. I shared her fire red hair and emerald eyes, and Daddy always told me I might even be her twin when I grew up. I couldn’t really see how, but I just wanted to admire everything that made Mommy so pretty. Her skin was like silk with a tan that just made her glow, her boobies were really big but didn’t sag, her tummy was flat (though I felt the urge to change that), and her whole body was toned from gardening and yoga. Most people would have guessed she was closer to her mid to late twenties rather than thirties.

I noticed she was squirming now, her hands down the band of her skirt and probably playing with her kitty. I felt a rush of anger at this and grabbed her hands, yanking them out to a yelp of protest from her. I couldn’t help but feel I was just watching what happened next rather than made it happen. I heard myself order her to take her clothes off, which she did in short order. I should have been embarrassed to see my Mommy naked like this, but the excitement of it all overloaded that feeling.

I told her to lie down next to me, which she did, and I started suckling and kissing her boobies. She tasted like strawberries. I started hearing myself say things I wasn’t even sure what they meant, but that seemed to get Mommy hot. While I worked on one of her pretty nipples, I pinched the other, making her yelp. I went between both, massaging them over and over again, till I tasted something other than strawberries.

Pulling back, I saw a drop of white coming from the nipple. She was making milk again! I dove for it before I even finished that thought and started sucking hard. Mommy squealed as I fed, her requests getting more and more incoherent. The milk finally quenched my thirst as I spent the next half hour draining her dry. When Mommy tensed up, a sweet scent filled the air that reminded me of when I squirted. She’d squirted too! I heard myself use the word “cum” for it. Is that what that word meant?

As I watched, I pulled Mommy’s hands to my tummy and set them there. She seemed mesmerized as she rubbed it, and it seemed she’d finally noticed. I heard myself tell her all about how it’d happened, how I was now pregnant with hundreds (hundreds!) of mutant spawn, and she soon would be too.

Say what?

My kitty started to feel funny again, but in a very different way as I moved between Mommy’s open legs. I felt something growing from it, rubbing along side the under part of my tummy. When I reached down, I felt something very much like my lover’s penis. It was shocking to say the least! Mommy seemed to cum again when she saw it and heard I was gonna use it on her.

I could see the head of my new penis past my belly, and it was HUGE! Way bigger than Daddy’s, and I’m pretty sure it was bigger than my lover’s. He’d made that one for me, so maybe this one was sized to fit Mommy snugly? I rubbed the top across her kitty, the juice leaking from both making her slippery. Mommy started making mewing noises like a kitten, using words like “fuck” and “pussy” that I’d never heard from her before. The strange feelings from my penis got even more intense when I heard her say that.

The tip of the penis was so big, it wouldn’t fit easily. I felt myself pushing and pushing, Mommy wrapping her legs around me to try and help. I stopped and grabbed her legs, pushing them up till her ankles were next to her ears. I ordered her to hold them there, and she obeyed. With a few more presses, the tip slid in, and I felt myself trying to shove it in as far as I could.

It was ecstasy. Feelings I never knew I could have filled me to the brim. It made me happy to think that this was how my lover felt when he entered me. I seemed to wonder aloud about how tight she was even after three children and nightly sessions with Daddy, and it made her kitty clench on my penis really hard. I’d only gotten about half way in, something like nine inches, when I hit the back of her kitty. Mommy stared at my penis and screamed as she came, knowing she’d be getting all of it whether she wanted to or not.

I started pumping in and out very fast, not sure how I could go at that pace, pounding into the back of Mommy’s kitty with each thrust. She tried to reach down to get me to slow down, but I ordered her to remain where she was. Reluctantly but obediently, she did, her face screwed up in both unbearable pain and incredible pleasure.

Finally it went in. The tip forced its way into her uterus, and I slid in almost to the base with little effort. I felt the back of her womb just as I felt our privates meet, flexing my penis and ordering her to watch as the outline of it could be seen through her skin just past where my belly sat on her. She screamed again, shaking lots harder this time than any of the other ones, and it felt INCREDIBLE when her kitty gripped me.

I watched this whole spectacle from my little perch, not having any control of what I did. I should have been scared, but it felt…right somehow. Even the fact that I was here watching myself have sex with my own mother and enjoying the whole thing didn’t bother me. She was probably twice my size at least, but she was helpless beneath me. The feeling of power made me feel giddy.

What happened next shocked me. I grabbed Mommy’s waist and lifted her up, standing up to the side of the bed while carrying her. I had no idea I was that strong! I lay Mommy’s head and shoulders on the edge of the bed, her ankles over my shoulders as I held tightly to her full hips. She gripped the bed sheets tightly as I hammered into her, making her scream over and over again. My belly jiggled along with Mommy’s boobies with every thrust, and I could swear my penis got even bigger.

I heard myself telling Mommy to beg for my cum. To beg me to “knock her up”. She screamed the words and more, asking me to “impregnate” her. She seemed so happy, saying that we could be pregnant together, just mother and daughter. I laughed and told her she’d have to make room for my sisters. When she screamed me she’d help me get them pregnant too, I felt almost a dam breaking inside me. It was a lot like when I squirted with my kitty, but it was distinctly different with my penis. When I felt something hot and heavy shooting down it, I saw stars.

Once, twice, three times, four times…I lost count of how many times I shot into Mommy. I didn’t care either. It was the most wonderful feeling since my lover had made me pregnant. Through the bliss, I could see Mommy’s tummy start to rise, and I knew the job was done. I scooted her back into the bed, still filling her, and realized I was back in control. I wasn’t just watching as something made me do all those things, I was actually doing them. I could feel stuff shooting out of my penis into Mommy, and I was the one deciding to keep it in there.

Finally I stopped shooting and pulled out. Nothing escaped when I heard the POP of pulling my penis from her womb, or when I pulled out of her kitty with a PLOP. I crawled up onto the bed next to her, rubbing my hand across her swollen tummy as she did the same to me. Much like last night, I saw as my sperm flooded Mommy’s eggs, both of us squirting hard at the image.

Looking at the clock, I saw it was only about 3 PM. With a wicked grin, the other “me” was back and kissing Mommy deeply as I watched.

 We still had lots of alone time left…

Hidden Cove - Part 4

bjcortland on Teen Stories

Chapter 8  

The path to the beach was well-lit by the full moon, but Rick and Jessie still had to choose their steps carefully with all the loose rocks. They made their way down to the beach where it was easier to walk without all the soccer ball sized rocks to avoid. They held hands and walked in silence for a few minutes. Finally, Jessie spoke up.

"So," she said awkwardly. "How long have you been playing? You’re really good!"

He glanced at her and chuckled "I think ‘really good’ is a bit of an exaggeration. ‘Not awful’ would be more accurate!" The both laughed and he said, "But to answer you question, I got my first guitar when I was nine, but I never really learned to play

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decently until a few years ago."

She stopped and turned to him. "Well, I loved your playing." She gave him a shy smile.

He chuckled. "My biggest fan! Probably my only fan!" She giggled and slapped his arm.

"Stop putting yourself down! You’re good! Get over it!"

He looked into her pretty eyes. "Now you, my dear, have the voice of an angel! I got goose bumps when you sang that Allison Krauss song! It was beautiful!"

She looked down, blushing slightly. "Thanks. I really love the song so I guess I put more into it."

"Well," he said quietly, pulling her close to him. "It made me want to do this." He leaned over and kissed her soft lips, then pulled back, watching her face for a reaction. She looked back at him, then threw her arms around his neck and kissed him, her tongue probing at his lips until he parted them so their tongues could mingle together. They kissed hungrily for a long time, lost in each other. Their hands roamed across each other’s body, exploring and caressing. After a few minutes, the pulled apart, neither really wanting the kiss to end.

"Wow!," Rick exclaimed, grinning at her. She smiled back.

"Mmmhmm! More, please!" She threw her arms around his neck again and somehow managed to kiss him with even more passion, her inhibitions forgotten. He pulled her slender body tight to his and felt her large tits pressing against his chest. Her nipples, fully erect, pushed into his skin. He placed his hands on her face, then laced them back into her long blonde hair. The kiss soon ended and they stared longingly into each other’s eyes.

"You are so beautiful!," he whispered, looking into her eyes. She blushed again. "I mean it! I still can’t believe that we’re here alone together!" Now it was his turn to blush. "I. . . I’ve been trying to work up the nerve to ask you out ever since I met you."

"Really? Why didn’t you?"

He gave her a lop-sided grin and shrugged. "Because every time I was anywhere near you, I couldn’t seem to form a coherent sentence!"

She laughed, then seeing he was serious, stopped laughing and said, "Really?’

He nodded. "Yup. Turned into a blathering idiot. But when I saw you pull up in the boat, I made up my mind that I was going to at least try to talk to you. And am I ever glad I did!"

"Me, too," she said softly and hugged him.

"C’mon," he said, putting an arm around her shoulders. "Let’s walk for a while." She put her arm around his waist and they walked slowly along the beach, talking about music and other common interests - getting to know one another.

After a while, they reached a grassy area under a thick pine tree. "Let’s stop here for a while," Jessie said. It was one of her favorite spots along the beach. She took off her sweater, placed it on the grass, and sat down on it. She patted the grass next to her and Rick went over and sat down. She leaned back on her elbows, examining the night sky. Rick couldn’t help noticing the swell of her braless tits under the stretched fabric of her t-shirt as she leaned back. They were, in a word, perfect.

Jessie looked over out of the corner of her eye and saw him staring at her upturned breasts. She smiled to herself.

"Beautiful, aren’t they?," she said, still looking skyward.

"Huh?!," Rick blurted, caught off guard. "Wha? . . .I. . .I. . ."

"The stars," she said calmly, ignoring his spluttering. She looked over at him, her face revealing nothing. She made no attempt to cover her tits or change her position. "What did you think I meant?"

Now it was Rick’s turn to be embarrassed. "Well, I. . .It’s just. . .aw, hell!"

Jessie laughed. "Busted!" Then she gave him a sultry look. "I have a confession to make. I did it on purpose!" She sat up and faced him, then put her hand on his chest and gently caressed it. Then she took his hand, kissed it, and held it to her breasts, looking straight into his eyes as she did. Rick leaned in and kissed her, allowing his hand to roam over her firm tits, brushing his fingertips across her erect nipples.

"Mmmm," she murmured, returning his kiss. As they continued kissing, Jessie reached down and started lifting his shirt over his head. She leaned down and kissed his chest, all the while moving her soft hands over his upper body. She sat up, and to his surprise, pulled her own shirt off, releasing her tits from the confines of the restricting material. He gazed down at the most perfect set of tits he’d ever seen. They were full, but not too big. The erect nipples pointed slightly upwards and they were firm enough to need no support.

He reached over and gently cupped one, enjoying the feel of the soft skin. He leaned down and licked one of the nipples. Jessie sucked in her breath and he moved to the other one. She sighed and held his head in place as he sucked and licked on one for a few seconds, then the other.

She closed her eyes and tilted her head back, thoroughly enjoying his tit sucking. "Oh, yes! That feels nice! Mmmm!" He kept this up for a few minutes, feeling his cock growing stiffer and stiffer. Finally he raised his head and kissed her. She returned his kiss and her hands once again went to his chest, then down to his flat stomach. He put his hand over hers and guided it to his now fully erect cock which was straining at the cloth of his shorts. Jessie could feel the hardness of his erection through the material and ran her hand along the length of it. It was big. Not porn star big, but bigger than her previous boyfriend’s. He closed his eyes and moaned softly, enjoying her gentle touch.

Jessie reached down and unbuttoned his shorts. As she worked the zipper down, she eyed him warily. "You realize, of course, that I don’t do this every time I meet a guy!"

Rick grinned. "You mean I’m special?"

Jessie arched an eyebrow and reached inside his shorts. "We’ll see. . .," she said with a wicked grin. She stroked his hard cock again over his boxers. He closed his eyes and sighed deeply.

"Oh, Jessie! That feels great!"

"I think I can make it feel better," she replied mischievously and tugged on his shorts. "Up, please!" He lifted up so she could remove his shorts, then settled back down on the grass. "Uh-uh. Not yet!" She motioned for him to lift up again. He grinned at her. "C’mon! Up!" She tugged at his boxers until he raised up again while she pulled them off as well.

His hard cock sprang up like a flag pole. Jessie looked at it for a few seconds, licking her lips, then grasped it and began to slowly stroke the long phallus. It was definitely bigger than her last boyfriend’s, the only other one she’d seen, but not too big. Maybe seven or eight inches. Rick closed his eyes and lay back on the grass, completely naked, while this gorgeous creature stroked his cock. Pre cum oozed from the hole and coated her hand as well as his shaft. The musky odor aroused her as much as the sight and feel of it. Rick’s sighs only increased her arousal more.

She looked down at the large purple head and rough, glistening shaft and felt an urge to kiss it. Lick it. Suck it. The thought of it inside her mouth; the feel; the taste, was really getting her going. She felt herself getting wet just thinking about doing it. She’d never done it before, but girls did it all the time, right? She’d overheard girls in the washroom at school talking about it like it was no big deal. Everyone was doing it, it seemed.

Before she even realized she was doing it, she lowered her head, breathing in the aroma of his sex. She stuck out her touch and gingerly licked along the shaft. She licked her lips, tasting the tangy pre cum that coated his cock. ‘Not bad,’ she thought. She opened her mouth and let the velvety soft head slip in between them and slid her tongue across it. Rick moaned and his body jerked involuntarily.

"Oh, yeah! That feels good!"

Inspired by his reaction, Jessie pushed his hard cock further into her mouth, sucking and swirling her tongue around the shaft and head as she began to bob up and down like she’d seen in the movie. Rick gasped in pleasure and closed his eyes, enjoying her first ever blow job.

Jessie was really getting into it. She didn’t have to pretend to be enjoying herself! She was! The feel of his hard cock in her mouth combined with his reaction was getting her very wet, soaking her panties and even making her jeans damp!

Before long, Rick’s breathing became shallow and she could sense he was getting close to cumming. He soon confirmed her suspicions.

"Ahh!," he exclaimed. "Jessie! You’re gonna. . . " He paused as she sucked hard on his hard cock. "You’re gonna make me cum!!" He moaned, concentrating hard to keep from shooting into her mouth.

"Mmmm. . ." She murmured., and lifted her head long enough to say, "Isn’t that the whole idea?" She went right back to sucking his throbbing cock before he could answer.

"But I don’t. . .want to cum. . . in your mouth!," he panted.

She lifted her head again and looked at him curiously, but continued stroking him. "I thought guys liked it when girls did that?"

Rick sucked in his breath and nodded. "Well, yeah. . . of course, but most girls don’t like to do it."

Jessie grinned. "Well, I didn’t know I liked sucking cock until now, so how will I know if I like swallowing unless I try it?"

Rick stared at her, his eyes wide. "You. . .You’ve never done this before?!"

"Uh-uh," she said, shaking her head, then took his cock back into her mouth, sucking furiously as she bobbed up and down, her long blonde hair flying around her face as she slurped noisily.

Rick threw his head back and let out a long sigh. "Oh, yeah! Jessie, I’m gonna. . .Arrrghhhhhh!!!" She felt his cock pulse and a split second later her mouth was flooded with his warm, salty semen. Before she had a chance to swallow, he came again. Startled, she pulled the spurting rod from her mouth, white cum running down her chin, and jerked him off until he stopped cumming.

"Sorry," she said apologetically. "I didn’t know there’d be that much!"

He reached down and wiped some cum from her chin with his finger. "Are you kidding?! You’ve got nothing to be sorry about!" He grinned at her. "So, how was it?"

She shrugged and pulled his cum-soaked finger to her mouth and licked it clean. "Not bad! Not bad at all!" She grinned back at him.

He sat up and pulled her to him. Then he kissed her, tasting his own fresh semen as his tongue probed her mouth. She pulled away and looked at him, her eyes wide and a slight smile on her face. "I can’t believe I did that!," she exclaimed, putting a hand over her mouth.

He smiled back at her. "You did one hell of a job for your first time!" His face turned serious. "I hope you didn’t swallow just because you thought I expected you to, because I didn’t."

She shook her head. "No, no. I mean, sure I wanted to please you, but. . ." She paused, searching for the right words. "I really liked doing it, and it turned me on so much I just wanted to. . .taste you."

"And apparently you like the taste!," he said, holding up the finger she’s just sucked clean.

She blushed and smiled demurely. "Well, I don’t not like it. It’s a little thick and salty, but ok."

He brushed the hair from her dazzling green eyes. "That makes it better for me, knowing that you’re enjoying it, too." He looked down at his shriveling dick. "I’m gonna need some recovery time before I can go again!" He looked back up at her, an impish grin on his face. "But I think I can come up with something to do in the meantime!" He licked his lips.

Jessie frowned. "Uh, Rick. There’s something I have to tell you." She looked into his eyes, taking his hand and exhaling a deep sigh. He looked at her, a worried look in his eyes, and waited for her to continue.

"I . . . " She lowered her eyes for a moment, then looked back up into his. "I’ve, uh . . .I’ve never . . .um . . .I’m . . .still a virgin."

Rick breathed a sigh of relief. He pulled her hand to her lips and kissed it. "Is that all? You had me worried there for a minute!"

"It doesn’t bother you that I’m . . . inexperienced?," she asked, surprised by his mild reaction.

His face became serious, his voice calm. "Jessie, I want to spend time with you, get to know you better." He paused, looking directly into her sexy green eyes. "Sex is something we can work up to. If that’s what you want. I really like you. You’re obviously very beautiful and could have your choice of any guy, but . . ." He paused again. "We seem to connect. I feel like I’ve known you for years, not hours. We have so much in common, and I just . . ." He stared into her eyes, which were becoming misty listening to his words. "I just want it to be special, if and when it happens." He looked down at himself. "That sounds kinda funny, you half naked and me buck-naked! Then there’s the matter of that incredible blow job!"

Jessie giggled, wiping the tears of relief and joy from her eyes. She leaned over and kissed him. "I feel the same way, Rick. And I do want to have sex with you. But can we wait a little while?"

He nodded. "Of course. It’s up to you." Then a devilish smile formed on his lips. "But can I still . . . pleasure you in other ways?"

She raised her eyebrows and gave him a curious smile. "Just what did you have in mind?"

"Well," he replied, pushing her gently down on the soft grass, "I thought that since you went down on me, I could return the favor!" He began fumbling with the button of her jeans. "If that’s ok with you!" She nodded slowly and watched as he unfastened her jeans and lowered the fly. She raised her hips so he could wriggle them over her curved thighs and removed them completely. She lay back on the grass, wearing only her skimpy thong panties.

Rick stared down at the beautiful nearly-naked blonde lying before him. Her long, slender legs seemed to go on forever, coming together at that special place still barely covered by the black panties. He took in her whole figure; her flat stomach, those perfect tits, her long blonde hair that framed her beautiful face and splayed out on the grass around her head, and those hypnotizing green eyes all combined to literally take his breath away.

"What?," she asked, noticing his stare. Her voice brought him back to reality.

"Huh?," he asked.

She raised her eyebrows, a slight smile forming on her full lips. "You were staring!" He smiled guiltily and nodded.

"Yeah, I guess I was," he admitted sheepishly. He met her eyes. "You just look. . ." He closed his eyes and slowly shook his head from side to side. He opened his eyes and leaned over her. "You are so beautiful!," he whispered. "And I’ve got to be the luckiest guy in the world to have found you!" They embraced and kissed, their bare flesh pressing together in the cool night air. After a moment, Rick kissed down her neck to her perky breasts. He paused, licking and sucking for a few seconds on each nipple, then moved lower, leaving a trail of kisses down to and across her flat stomach. His hands gripped the waist band of her panties and she raised herself up so he could pull them off.

The full aroma of her sex reached Rick’s nose and he breathed it in deeply as he slipped her panties over her ankles and tossed them aside. He leaned down over her swollen labia, easily visible in the bright moonlight, and paused only a second before licking the entire length of her virgin slit. Jessie gasped, her hips jerking at his tender touch. She had never experienced anything like that before! Rick looked up at her, licking his lips. "Was that ok?"

"Uh-huh!," she panted, her chest rising as she took in a deep breath. Rick bent down and continued licking her sweet little pussy, repeating the same tongue action over and over. Jessie squirmed and moaned every time his tongue touched her. When he licked up to her erect little clit and flicked his tongue across it a few times, she cried out, her hips jerking upward.

"Oh, yes!! Right there!!," she cried. "Don’t stop!!" He continued teasing the sensitive little sex organ and Jessie’s cries increased in volume and intensity. Her hips began bucking frantically as she moved closer and closer to climaxing. Rick put his lips around the little bud, sucked it between his teeth, and began nibbling gently on it.

That did it. Jessie’s body suddenly went rigid, her back arched, and her mouth opened in a anguished gurgle as the orgasm exploded within her. She felt jolts almost like electricity coursing through her tight young body as she came again and again. She rocked her hips, her breathing shallow, as Rick continued to suck on the sensitive little love button.

"Rick! P. . please!! Enough!!", she gasped, her body twisting as she continued to cum non-stop. She was panting hard, trying to catch her breath as she came over and over continuously. He released her clit and watched as she slowly came down from the massive orgasm until her body lay limp, with only the occasional twitch. Her chest and neck were flushed red and a sheen of sweat covered her entire body. Her round, firm tits rose and fell as she tried to catch her breath. He crawled up beside her and took her into his arms, pulling her quivering body tight to his.

When she had recovered somewhat, she pulled back and looked at him. "Oh my god!," she exclaimed, still breathing hard. "That was amazing! My body’s still buzzing!" Her face took on an apologetic look. "Sorry I told you to stop, but I just couldn’t take anymore!"

He smiled and kissed her. "I’m just happy you enjoyed it as much as I enjoyed doing it." Jessie smiled back at him and snuggled against his warm body, shivering.

"Are you cold?," he asked, pulling her closer.

"Mmmhmm," she replied, still clinging to him. "I worked up quite a sweat, but now I’m a little chilly."

"Maybe we should be getting back," he said, reaching for their clothes. He passed her t-shirt to her and she quickly slipped in on. They dressed, then embraced and spent several minutes in a warm, loving kiss before slowly walking arm in arm up the beach toward the campsite.

As they walked up the slope and into the camp, the realized it was deserted. The fire was reduced to a mound of smoking ashes.

"Guess everyone went to bed," Rick said quietly. He touched Jessie’s arm. "Did you think of a story for Stacy and Alyssa?"

Jessie sighed and shook her head. "They wouldn’t believe me if I told them we were just talking for . . ." She looked at her watch. "Over three hours!" It hadn’t seemed that long!

"What are you going to tell them?"

She shrugged. "The truth. They’ll only end up getting it out of me, anyway."

He raised one eyebrow. "You’re going to tell them. . .everything?"

She grinned. "Haven’t you heard?" She planted a quick kiss on his lips. "Girls do that!" She wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him tenderly. "Don’t worry. You have nothing to be ashamed of!"

He held her small, warm body tightly. "It’s not me I’m worried about!"

Jessie pulled back and gave him another quick kiss, her lips lingering on his for a long second. "Don’t worry about me. We’ve been friends for a long time. They won’t tell anyone." She took his hands in his and looked into his eyes. "Now go get some sleep! I may have plans for you tomorrow and I’ll need you to be well-rested!" With that, she dropped his hands and went over to her tent. She looked back, blew him a kiss, then ducked inside.

 

Chapter 9 

Alyssa awoke suddenly. She lay in her sleeping bag, still naked, and listened to the sounds of the night, wondering what had awakened her. A few minutes later, someone approached the tent. The zipper of the fly opened and Jessie crawled inside. In the darkness, she didn’t realize Alyssa was awake until she propped her head up on her elbow and said, "So. How’d it go?"

Jessie had her back to Alyssa as she zipped the tent fly closed. She spun with a start when she spoke, then sighed as her heart slowed to its normal pace again.

"Jesus, Alyssa! You scared the shit outta me!" She looked down at her pretty friend and noticed her naked breasts peeking out over the top of the sleeping bag. She ignored her question and removed her sweater and jeans, then slid into her own sleeping bag. She noticed Stacy’s sleeping bag was empty. "Where’s Stacy?"

Alyssa’s grin widened. "Her and Mike are sleeping under the stars!," she replied.

"Really?!," Jessie exclaimed. She propped her head up on her elbow and faced Alyssa Alyssa nodded and her dark eyes sparkled.

"Uh-huh. And from all the moans and screams of pleasure I heard, I’d say our little girl became a woman tonight!"

"Wow!," Jessie exclaimed, and flopped back onto her pillow. "I didn’t think she was ready for that!"

Alyssa eyed her expectantly. "So. . ."

Jessie looked at her. "So. . .what?" An impish smile came to her lips . Alyssa shot her a dirty look and threw a shirt at her.

"I want details!," she whispered loudly.

Jessie grinned and stared up at the roof of the tent. "Ohhh! Details!" She didn’t say anything else, teasing her friend.

"Jessie!," Alyssa whispered as loudly as she dared, not wanting the guys to hear. She sat up, her tits bouncing free. "Tell me what happened!"

Jessie grinned and turned to her, her eyes momentarily pausing on Alyssa’s’s naked tits. "Ok, ok. We didn’t have sex. Well, we sorta did, but I didn’t. . .you know, fuck him."

Alyssa studied her pretty face intently. "Just what did you sorta do?"

She propped her head back up on her elbow and looked into Alyssa’s eyes. "I, uh . . . I gave him a blow job!" Alyssa’s eyes widened and a look of disbelief crossed her face.

"You didn’t!"

Jessie nodded. "I did," she said solemnly. Alyssa looked into her eyes and knew she wasn’t lying.

"How was it? Did you like it?"

Jessie’s eyes sparkled. "Keep this to yourself, but I loved doing it!" She paused, then asked. "Have you ever done it?"

Alyssa frowned and nodded. "A couple of times with John. Until he came in my mouth after promising that he wouldn’t!"

Jessie looked at her. "I take it you didn’t like it."

Alyssa shrugged. "It wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be. It was that he did it after I specifically told him not to!" Her eyes flashed at Jessie. "So what happened?"

Jessie smiled, remembering Rick’s reaction as she sucked his hot seed from his cock. "I swallowed," she said quietly, watching her face. Alyssa’s eyes grew big.

"You didn’t!"

Jessie nodded. "Well, I tried to swallow, but there was so much I couldn’t get it all!"

"Wow!," Alyssa said, staring in utter amazement at Jessie. "I never would have imagined you doing that!"

Jessie blushed a little and lay her head back on her pillow. She put her hands behind her head and stared up at the roof of the tent again. "Then Rick licked my pussy until I came so hard I almost passed out!"

Alyssa stared silently at her, trying to imagine her gorgeous friend in the throes of a massive orgasm, and wished she could have been watching her instead of Stacy. The thought made her pussy get wet again and leak a little onto the sleeping bag. Without saying a word, she climbed out of her sleeping bag and crawled over to Jessie, her naked flesh looking pale in the dim light.

"I want to do that to you, too!," she whispered, and kissed Jessie full on the lips, probing at them with her tongue. Jessie returned the kiss and reached out to pull Alyssa closer. Alyssa broke off their kiss long enough to slip into Jessie’s sleeping bag. Their warm bodies pressed together, each enjoying the softness of the others’ warm skin.

"That’s better," Alyssa whispered before resuming their passionate kiss, her legs intertwined with Jessie’s. She reached down and ran a hand over Jessie’s thigh, then under her t-shirt and up to her breasts. She was pleasantly surprised that Jessie wasn’t wearing her panties or bar. She hadn’t bothered to put them back on when her and Rick got dressed. Alyssa caressed Jessie’s firm tits, teasing her nipples with her fingers. Jessie sighed, their mouths still locked in their hot kiss. Alyssa finally broke away and fixed Jessie with a half serious look.

"We’ve been friends a long time," she said, trying to keep her face serious. "And I feel it’s my duty to tell you."

Jessie looked at her, a puzzled expression on her face. "Tell me what?"

Alyssa grinned, unable to keep a straight face any longer. "You, my dear, have some serious penis breath!"

Jessie stared at her for a second before they both broke out laughing. After a moment, Jessie regained some composure and said, "Well, I believe I know a cure for it!" She flipped back the covers to reveal Alyssa’s naked body. Jessie pulled off her t-shirt and pushed Alyssa down on her back. She positioned herself on her hands and knees between Alyssa’s legs and pushed them apart, exposing her cleanly shaved pussy. She leaned over and kissed her, their nipples brushing together.

"One sure-fire cure for penis breath. . .," Jessie whispered seductively as she kissed her way across Alyssa’s huge tits. "Is to eat . . ." She kissed down over her flat stomach and stopped just short of her mons. ". . .some pussy!"

Before Alyssa could react, Jessie ducked her head and licked along the entire length of Alyssa’a hairless slit. Alyssa moaned and squirmed as Jessie continued to lick and suck on her wet pussy, pushing her tongue in as far as she could. She grabbed a pillow and held it over her face to muffle her cries of pleasure.

Jessie moved up to her engorged clit, remembering what had sent her over the edge, and started lightly flicking her tongue across it. Alyssa’s body jerked and Jessie heard her scream louder into the pillow. She lifted the pillow from her tear-streaked face and gasped, "Oh, yes! Don’t stop!!", then pulled the pillow back as Jessie’s tongue teased and flicked across the little trigger. Once again borrowing from her experience with Rick, she locked her lips around Alyssa’s clit, sucked it between her teeth, and nibbled on it. Alyssa’s reaction was immediate. She began bucking her hips wildly and screamed even louder into the pillow. Jessie was sure that the guys cold hear her, but didn’t care. She continued sucking and teasing her erect clit until she felt Alyssa’s body stiffen, then began jerking uncontrollably as her orgasm gripped her and exploded within her .

Jessie felt a warm spray on her chin and released Alyssa’s clit to investigate. She licked Alyssa’s spasming cunt, and felt more of the warm, bitter-sweet fluid squirt into her mouth. The taste wasn’t bad so she lapped up as much as she could until Alyssa reached down and pulled her wet face from her over-stimulated twat.

"J. . . Jess!! Pl. . .Please!!," she pleaded in a shaky voice. Jessie crawled up Alyssa’s quivering body, pausing to suckle her fully engorged nipples along the way. Alyssa jerked when she did.

"Ahh! Ohhhhh!," she moaned. She gasped and pulled Jessie’s lips from her sensitive nipples to kiss her.

Alyssa was soaked in sweat, her hair stuck to her face. As their lips parted, Jessie asked, "How’s the penis breath?"

Alyssa forced a weak smile. "All gone!"

"Good," Jessie said, lying down next to her best friend and new lover. "So how’d I do? It was my first time, you know!" She nudged the panting girl lying next to her.

Alyssa turned to face her, her eyebrows raised. "If I didn’t know for a fact it was your first time, I’d call you a liar! That was. . . awesome, honey!" She hugged Jessie tight and whispered. "I’ve never cum like that before!"

Jessie grinned. "And you’re the second person to cum in my mouth tonight!"

Alyssa pulled back, looking at her. "Really? I thought I felt something but I wasn’t sure!"

"Mmmhmm," Jessie said, nodding. "You squirted me!" She giggled and kissed her. "It was delicious!"

Alyssa hugged her back, then pulled away. "Now it’s your turn!", she said with a devilish grin. Jessie smiled and shook her head.

"There’ll be time for that later. Remember, Rick just got me off a little while ago. I’m still a little sensitive." Alyssa looked disappointed, but agreed to wait. Jessie pulled her close and flipped the covers over their naked bodies. "Right now, I just want to go to sleep holding you. We’ll talk more tomorrow, ok?"

Alyssa snuggled contentedly against Jessie’s warm, soft body. "Ok," she whispered.

 

Chapter 10 

Stacy heard the chirping birds and slowly opened her eyes. Mike’s arm was still around her and she was resting her head on his bare chest. She smiled to herself, remembering their passionate love-making and enjoying the feeling of waking up naked in his arms.

Mike was still asleep, his chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm. Stacy’s left arm was lying across his abdomen and she started gently caressing his body with it. Feeling playful, she slid her hand under the sleeping bag and began to fondle and caress his - to her surprise - nearly fully erect cock! Her touch didn’t wake him, but she could feel it getting harder as she stroked it.

She glanced up to his face, but saw no signs of his waking up. Carefully, she moved his arm from her body and slowly sat up. He pulled his arm to his chest, but continued sleeping soundly. She looked around the campsite in the gray light of dawn, but could see no signs of life. Crawling under the covers, she once again took his hard cock in her hand and stroked it a few times, causing Mike to moan softly in his sleep. She moved her face to the tip and cautiously opened her mouth. She hesitated for only a second, then slipped her mouth over the soft head, taking as much of the thick shaft into her tiny mouth as she cold. Mike jerked slightly as she began bobbing her head up and down on the long phallus, like the girls in the porn movie had done. Suddenly, the covers lifted and Mike peered down at her, his eyes still heavy with sleep. She pulled his cock from her mouth and smiled.

"‘Morning, baby!," she said cheerfully, then resumed her cock sucking.

"Good. . . ahhhh!!" Mike’s head fell back to the sleeping bag, fully enjoying his morning blow job! Even though he’d just woken up, her hot little mouth was having an immediate effect and he could already feel the familiar tingling in his balls.

"Stacy, baby!," he gasped. "I’m really close to cumming!"

She responded by picking up her tempo, swirling her soft tongue around the sensitive head as her hand stroked the lower part of the long shaft. He was reaching the point of no return.

"Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah!! I’m cumming!!," he cried. A second later, Stacy felt the head swell and a warm, salty liquid splashed against the back of her throat. She swallowed quickly, then again and again as he kept pumping loads of his hot seed into her waiting mouth. Finally, the shots subsided and Stacy licked and sucked the remaining cum from his cock before crawling back up beside him, smacking her lips.

"Morning, lover," she said as she snuggled back into his warm embrace. He hugged her tight and lovingly kissed the top of her head.

"Wow!," he said, still breathing hard. "What made you want to do that?"

She turned her face to his and kissed him. "Not that I’m complaining!," he added with a grin.

Stacy smiled and shrugged. "I don’t know. I just had the urge to give you a blow job so I thought I’d do it right!"

He looked at her, concern in his eyes. "Baby, if you didn’t like it, don’t feel like you ever have to do it again, ok? I mean it."

Stacy hugged him. "But I did like it! It really turned me on! When you came, I almost did too!" She pursed her lips. "I’ll admit, swallowing wasn’t as much fun as the sucking, but I still liked doing it!"

He eyed her suspiciously. "You’re not just saying that?"

She shook her head. "Uh-uh". She rolled over on top of him, straddling his stomach. He reached down to finger her pussy.

"Ow!," she said, wincing a little. He pulled his hand away. "Sorry, honey. I’m a little tender down there!" She managed a smile. "You really broke me in good last night!" She slid off him and Mike sat up next to her.

"I’m sorry, sweetie," he said, pulling her small naked body to his. "I should have been more gentle."

Stacy pushed him away playfully, her eyes wide. "The hell you should have!," she cried, her expression one of amused shock. "I may be walking funny today, but watch out tonight, mister! I’ll be expecting an encore performance!"

Mike grinned at her, then noticed Rick’s head poking out of the tent. "Sssh! Get down!," he hissed, pulling her down to the sleeping bag. She followed his gaze and saw Rick, wearing only his boxers, stand and stretch, then walk over to the woods to take a leak. They watched him finish, then go back into the tent and zip the flap closed.

"We better get dressed before someone sees us," Mike said as he passed Stacy her bikini and shirt. He found her shorts under the sleeping bag and tossed them to her. He gathered his own clothes together and they both dressed quickly. Stacy looked over and saw him watching her as she put her bikini top on.

"What?," she asked, a grin on her face.

Mike grinned. "Nothing. I was just taking one last look before you covered them up!"

She pulled on her shirt and kissed him. "Relax, lover boy. I can pretty much guarantee that you’ll be seeing them again!"

They stood and gathered up the sleeping bag. "Why don’t we get together for a shower once it warms up a little?," Stacy suggested.

"You read my mind!," Mike exclaimed.

She stood on her toes and quickly kissed him. "I’ll see you later, then!" She turned, ran over to her tent, waved to him, and ducked inside.

"Mike, old boy, I think you’ve really fallen into something this time!," he said out loud. He gathered up the sleeping bag and made his way over to his tent, dropped the cum-stained sleeping bag next to it, and crawled inside.

Chapter 11

Stacy unzipped the flap of the tent and started to crawl inside, only to be stopped short at the sight of Jessie and Alyssa wrapped in each others’ arms, naked at least from the waist up. Jessie stirred at the sound of the zipper and opened her eyes to see Stacy’s astonished face. She glanced down at Alyssa’s sleeping form, her lead lying on Jessie’s left breast, then back up to Stacy.

"Uh. . .morning, Stace," she said nervously. Stacy only stared in stunned disbelief.

"Come in and close the fly!," Jessie whispered, pulling the sleeping bag so that she was partly covered. Stacy only hesitated a second, then quickly crawled in and zipped up the fly. Her movements awoke Alyssa, who raised her head sleepily and smiled at Stacy.

"Good morning, Stacy," she said, stifling a yawn. "Did you have fun last night?" Now it was Stacy’s turn to blush, but she quickly recovered. It was obvious what they’d done. Besides the sleeping arrangements, the tent was strong with the distinct odor of sex.

"Looks like you two had some fun of your own!," she replied.

Alyssa looked at Jessie, who was clearly uncomfortable. "I think we’re busted, babe." She gave her a quick kiss on the lips, then turned to Stacy. "I never pictured you as a screamer!" Stacy’s face turned bright red. Jessie relaxed a little. Alyssa was always good at turning things around. Stacy managed a shy smile.

"You. . .you heard us?"

Alyssa laughed. "Hard not to! You should have used a pillow, or gone further away!" She jerked her thumb at Jessie. "Like Jessie and Rick did!"

Stacy looked at Jessie, a smile forming on her face. "You guys did it, too?"

Jessie grinned. "Not exactly. But now we know for sure that you did!"

Stacy frowned, then grinned. "Aw, hell! I couldn’t wait to tell you guys anyway!" Her expression changed to one of bewilderment. "But if you and Rick made out, how come you’re. . ." She gestured at their nude bodies. They both shrugged. Jessie spoke up.

"I hope you don’t think it’s too weird, Stacy. I don’t want to lose you as a friend."

"Me neither," Alyssa piped up. "Are you ok with this?"

Stacy looked at them for a long moment, then smiled. "I guess I shouldn’t be so surprised." Jessie and Alyssa exchanged looks. "I. . .I saw you kissing. . . at Jessie’s yesterday."

"Oh!," Jessie exclaimed, her hand going to her mouth.

"But it’s ok! I mean, I’m ok with it. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner. I didn’t mean to spy. I just didn’t know how to bring it up!"

Alyssa touched her arm. "It’s ok, Stace. We understand." Jessie nodded in agreement.

Stacy pulled off her t-shirt and lay back on her sleeping bag. The sun was coming up and it was getting warmer in the tent so she didn’t get under the covers. "Actually," she began, staring up at the roof of the tent. "Mike put his finger inside me and I licked it off!" She turned and looked at them. "I kinda liked it and we. . .talked about. . .you know, . . .me and him and. . . another girl."

Jessie and Alyssa looked at each other, then back to Stacy, their eyebrows raised.

"Really?," Alyssa said, moving over next to the petite blonde. Her eyes drifted down to her perky tits under her bikini top. Stacy looked at her and nodded.

"Do you know of anyone who might be interested?"

Alyssa grinned and turned to Jessie. "You’ve got Rick to look after, so. . ." She turned back to Stacy. "I guess it’s up to me! Yay!" She leaned over and lightly brushed her lips over Stacy’s. Stacy pulled her closer and returned the kiss, her tongue probing at Alyssa’s. Alyssa quickly pulled back, a shocked expression on her face, which quickly became a wide grin.

"You, too?!"

"What?," Stacy asked, puzzled.

Alyssa turned to Jessie. "She’s got a worse case of penis breath than you did!" She tried to look pensive. "I’d say fairly fresh. . .probably this morning!" She looked at Stacy, who turned bright red. Jessie stifled a giggle. "You gave him a blow job?," Alyssa asked, her eyes twinkling.

Stacy lowered her head and nodded.

"And . . . ," Alyssa urged.

Stacy looked up at her. "And. . .what?"

"Spit or swallow? I know he came in your mouth!" Stacy blushed even redder, but said nothing. Jessie spoke up.

"It’s ok, Stace. I swallowed. Some of it, anyway." Stacy looked up at her.

"You did?"

Jessie nodded. "It wasn’t too bad! And I plan on doing it again!"

Stacy grinned. "Me, too! It was a real turn-on!"

Alyssa rolled her eyes and gestured toward Stacy. "I believe we have a nympho on our hands, here!"

Stacy giggled. "A bi-curious nympho, it would seem!" She lowered her voice seductively. "I hear they can be a lot of fun!"

They all giggled and Alyssa turned to Jessie. "If you and Rick join in, we could have us a full-blown orgy!"

Jessie bit her lower lip thoughtfully. "I. . .don’t know," she said slowly.

"Why not?", Stacy asked. "You don’t have to be shy! We’re all friends!"

"About to become very close friends!," Alyssa added with a giggle.

Jessie picked up her shirt and pulled it on before answering.. "Because I’m still a virgin," she said quietly. "And I told Rick I wasn’t quite ready for sex yet." She looked up at them. "But I think maybe I was just scared."

Stacy put her hand on Jessie’s shoulder. "It’s ok, Jess. No one’s forcing you."

"I know," she replied. "And it sounds exciting. But I really like Rick and I want my first time to be just me and him."

Alyssa grinned. "So you are going to fuck him, then?"

Jessie gave her a playful shove. "You have a real delicate way of putting it. But, yeah. He’s the one."

Stacy grinned. "Then get him this morning and we can all get together later tonight!" She winced as she thought about how tender her own pussy was. "Believe me, if it’s as good as it was with Mike, you’re gonna need some recovery time!"

Jessie’s eyes widened. "Did it hurt a lot?"

Stacy shrugged. "Not a lot. It did hurt a little at first. But after a while. . . wow! Fireworks!"

Jessie nibbled on her lower lip. "Well, I’ll see how things go today. But no promises, ok?"

Alyssa and Stacy nodded, then Alyssa turned to Stacy. "No problem. First, we get her laid, then we all have a go at her!"

They began giggling uncontrollably. Jessie threw a pillow at them, then joined in on the laughter.

 

Chapter 12

Mike crawled into his sleeping bag without undressing. The one he and Stacy had used was a spare he brought along in case it turned cold at night. He had just closed his eyes when Rick spoke up.

"Well it’s about time you got home! Do you have any idea what time it is?"

Mike had one forearm resting across his eyes to keep the light out. He reached out and smacked Rick with the other one. "Fuck off. I need some sleep."

"I see." A pause. "So, did you get some last night?"

Mike lifted the arm from his eyes and looked over at Rick. "Did you?"

Rick’s grin faded. "Fair enough. Sorry I asked."

He replaced the arm over his eyes. "It’s ok. It’s just that I really like Stacy. I don’t want to screw it up."

"No problem, man. I didn’t realize it was that serious." He lay back and stared upward. "I guess I feel the same way about Jessie. I hope she feels the same way after we get home."

Mike rolled over, his back to Rick. "She’s not like that. She’ll want to keep seeing you. . .unless you do something stupid."

"Cool," Rick said, sitting up. "I think I’ll go take a shower."

"It’s gonna be cold this early," Mike warned, still trying to sleep. "It takes a while for the sun to warm the water."

"That’s ok. It’ll wake me up." He grabbed his towel and shower kit, then crawled outside. The sun was already up and felt warm on his face. He wandered down the path to the waterfall, ignoring the chattering chipmunks as they scolded him on his way by.

 

Chapter 13 

The girls finally stopped laughing and Jessie grabbed a towel and a small duffle bag. "I think I’ll go and take a nice cool shower," she said. She cast a wary glance at her two friends. Alyssa was still naked. "You two behave until I get back!" She started for the door, then added, "Or at least hang a sock or a bra from the tent pole if you can’t!" Alyssa playfully slapped her on the ass as she crawled out. "Ooooo!," she exclaimed, wiggling her panty clad ass in her face.

She looked around and didn’t see any signs of life from Rick and Mike’s tent. Slinging the small duffle over her shoulder, she made her way down the path toward the waterfall, her thoughts on Rick and her conversation with Alyssa and Stacy. Who would have imagined that so much could happen in one weekend!

As she rounded the turn in the path at the bottom of the hill, she saw Rick, completely naked, stepping cautiously across the stones to the waterfall. He stopped under the falling water and began lathering up, totally unaware of her presence.

Jessie slipped quietly down to the rock where Rick had left his clothing and removed her t-shirt and panties. She placed them on the rock next to his and quickly made her way across the familiar rocks to the waterfall and stopped in front of him. He had his eyes closed as he rinsed the shampoo from his hair and didn’t realize he had company. He opened his eyes and was pleasantly surprised to see the pretty blonde standing naked before him, the morning sun making her hair shine. She smiled and walked into his open arms.

"Good morning!," she said cheerfully, leaning up to kiss him.

"Hey, you!," he replied. "This is a nice surprise!" His eyes took in her perfect body. She grinned and passed him a washcloth.

"Could you get my back, please?" She turned around and held her long hair aside so he could wash her back, then moved down to her tight, heart-shaped ass. His other hand went around her waist and he pulled her closer, dropping all pretense of washing her. His hands went to her full breasts and gently squeezed them, rubbing his fingers over her hard nipples. Jessie sighed in pleasure at his welcome touch.

She could feel his nearly fully erect cock rubbing against her thigh. Feeling turned on by his closeness and the way he was fondling her sensitive nipples, she reached around and grasped it, stroking it slowly. Then, spreading her legs slightly, she positioned the rock hard cock between her thighs, the pushed her body even tighter to his, letting the hard shaft rub along her aroused slit. She moaned as it slid back and forth through her swollen lips, sending shivers of pleasure through her body.

Rick began moving with her, sliding his cock faster along her wet lips. This brought even more moans and sighs from Jessie. He started squeezing and twisting on her erect nipples, being careful to bring her the most pleasure possible without hurting her. They kept up this erotic dry-humping for several minutes, letting the cool water splash over their naked bodies.

Jessie was getting so turned on, she couldn’t wait any longer. She turned and kissed him, an impish grin on her face. She silently took his hand and led him back across the slippery rocks to where they’d left their clothes. As they toweled off, Jessie looked back up towards the camp, making sure they were still alone. No one was in sight. She pulled her t-shirt over her naked flesh and stuffed her panties into her duffle bag. Rick pulled on his shorts, his still hard cock leaving a noticeable bulge in them. He looked longingly at Jessie, her stiff nipples leaving little bumps in her shirt, which was just barely long enough to cover her pussy. Her eyes sparkled as she smiled at him, but she said nothing, not wanting to break the spell of the moment by speaking. Rick must have sensed it, too, because he didn’t try to speak, either. She went to him and put her arms around his neck, kissing him deeply. As she stood on her toes to reach him, her shirt rose up to reveal her bare ass. He placed his arms around her waist and pulled her close, returning the kiss passionately.

She pulled back and looked up into his soft eyes. "I want you," she whispered.. "Now." She spoke softly, but in a way that told him she wasn’t taking no for an answer.

Rick looked at her curiously. "I thought you said you wanted to wait?" He cocked his head and raised on eyebrow suspiciously. "I hope you aren’t saying this because you think I want to. . . "

She put a finger to his lips, cutting him off in mid-sentence. "I have waited!", she replied, glancing at her watch. "Almost six hours!"

He gave her a questioning look. "Are you sure? Because I’m willing to wait as long as you want to." Jessie tied the towel around her waist and picked up her duffle bag.

"Come on. I want to show you something." Taking his hand, they started up the hill toward the camp, then veered off next to a boulder onto a faint trail leading into the woods. The trail led uphill and seemed to go up next to the pool of water above the waterfall. It did, but Jessie led him past the shallow pool before stopping and holding aside some bushes for him to pass through.

"In here," she said and he stepped into the shrubbery. He ducked under a thick pine bough a few yards from the path and emerged into a small clearing with a soft pine needle floor. There were several large pines around the perimeter along with a few boulders and thick foliage. The stream that fed the waterfall could be heard very close by, but Rick could see nothing through the trees and bushes.

"It’s like a little room!," he exclaimed, looking around in wonderment.

"Mmmhmm . . . and very private!," Jessie said seductively. "Not even Alyssa or Stacy know about it." She sexily untied her towel and allowed it to drop to the pine needle floor. Rick watched, mesmerized by her beauty, as she pulled off her t-shirt, once again revealing her sexy body to him. Her long hair, still damp from their shower, hung loosely over her shoulders and curled around her perky tits.

"You’re a little over-dressed," she whispered in a sultry voice. She went to him and grasped the waistband of his shorts with both hands. Dropping to her knees on her dropped towel, she pulled his shorts down and off. His erect cock sprang up in front of her face.

"Hi!," she whispered softly to his cock before taking it lovingly into her warm mouth. Rick sucked in a deep breath and rested his hands on her head as she bobbed it back and forth on his stiff member. He moaned quietly, his head back and eyes closed. She continued sliding his long cock in and out of her hot little mouth, slurping noisily as she took in as much of it as she could. She kept this up for a few minutes, occasionally licking and sucking on his balls, until Rick gently pulled her to her feet.

"Any more of that and this will be over way too soon!," he exclaimed with a smile. They kissed passionately for a few moments, savoring the feel of the others’ lips and tongue. Then he broke off their kiss and grinned at her. "Ok. Your turn!"

They spread out both of their towels on the soft floor of the clearing and Rick motioned for her to lie down. She lay on her back, her firm breasts flattening only slightly as she did. She kept her knees bent up and together, teasing him. He knelt at her feet and gently pushed her knees wide apart. The scent of her pussy filled his senses and he began to kiss up her legs, moving slowly along each inner thigh, then softly kissing the little mound above her bare pussy.

Jessie sighed and approvingly spread her legs wider, revealing the soft pink flesh hidden under the folds of her swollen labia. He once again inhaled the musky-sweet aroma of her aroused pussy and bent closer. He slowly licked all along the length of her moist slit, then teased her little clit with his tongue. Jessie moaned loudly and grasped his head, holding his mouth to her excited cunt. Rick did it again and again, each time pushing his tongue a little deeper inside her sweet pussy. He licked and sucked until he felt her body stiffen and quiver, her moans becoming urgent cries of pleasure.

"Oh, yes!! Yes!!," she cried. "Right there!! Don’t stop!! Oh!! Ohhhh. . . !!" Her cries diminished into a silent scream as she came, her body stiffening, then jerking wildly as she climaxed and released again and again. This time, Rick was prepared for her reaction and was able to keep his lips locked around her clit until she begged him to please stop. He released her spasming pussy and crawled up beside her. Her body was wet with perspiration and her chest, neck and face were red with exertion.

"Did you say something?," he asked, a playful smile on his face.

"H. . .Holy shit!," she stammered, slowly opening her glassy eyes. "You’re gonna kill me with that tongue of yours! I thought I was gonna pass out!"

"Sorry, sweetie, but you seemed to be enjoying yourself!," he replied, kissing her tit.

"Believe me! I was!," she said, stroking his well-sculpted chest. "But I can only handle so much!"

"Sorry," he repeated with a smile, then kissed her. He pulled back and looked into her enchanting green eyes ans she licked her lips, tasting herself.

"Damn! That is so sexy!," he exclaimed.

"What? That I like the taste of pussy?"

He grinned and nodded. Jessie shrugged and pulled him over to kiss him again. "I’m ready," she whispered into his ear as she hugged him, then lay back and looked into his eyes. "Please be gentle," she added, a pleading look in her eyes.

Rick gave her a worried look. "Are you absolutely sure about this?"

She nodded slowly. "Yes. I guess I’m just a little nervous." She smiled and reached up to pull him down so she could kiss him again. He returned her smile warmly and she felt some of her apprehension melt away.

"I promise I’ll be as gentle as I can," he said as he kissed her. "And if you change your mind at any time, just say the word and I’ll stop."

She shook her head. "I won’t. I want to make love to you. . .right now!"

He kissed her again, hungrily, then moved down to her firm round breasts. She sighed and held his head to her tits as he teased one, then the other. He spent a few moments there, then positioned his stiff cock over her swollen pussy. Her lips glistened with her juices. She was as ready as she would ever be. Pushing slowly through her engorged labia, her moved the tip of his cock to her tiny opening and pushed gently. Despite all the lubrication, her vagina resisted his advances so he began working it around a bit, trying to squeeze his thick head into her small hole.

 "Try to relax," he said soothingly, looking into her frightened eyes. "It’ll be easier for you. Just let it happen."

She took a deep breath and tried to relax her tense body, telling herself that Rick would be gentle and there was nothing to fear. At that moment, he leaned down and kissed her passionately, his tongue driving deep into her mouth. Startled, Jessie returned the loving kiss. Rick, hoping to distract her, continued pushing at her tight vagina. He felt her expand and his cock slid in so that the head was inside her. Jessie gasped into his mouth and broke off the passionate kiss. The sensation was odd, but it didn’t really hurt. She looked at Rick, who was smiling at her.

"Are you ok?"

She returned his smile. "Uh-huh. Feels weird, but it doesn’t hurt."

"Want to keep going?," he asked. She nodded. He pushed again and she grimaced as the thick shaft slid further inside her, spreading her soft vaginal walls. She felt a twinge of pain when the head pushed against her hymen, but didn’t cry out. Rick felt the added resistance and paused. He looked into her eyes and could see the pain in them.

"Want me to stop?," he asked again, his eyes locked on hers.

She shook her head, her lips clenched. "No," she said. "Keep going!" He nodded then pulled back a little before pushing through her barrier in one swift motion. A small cry escaped her lips and he paused again, but she put her arms around his neck and wrapped her legs around his hips, pulling him in further.

"Don’t stop! Fuck me, Rick!," she gasped. He pushed all the way into her virgin pussy, completely burying his big cock inside the tight pussy.

He looked into her eyes. "That’s all I’ve got, baby. You took it all!"

She smiled up at him. "It feels so good! I feel so close to you right now!" They kissed deeply and passionately. Rick could feel her warm, soft vagina walls squeezing his hard cock in a vise-like grip and he really had to concentrate to keep from blowing his load right then and there! He pulled back from their kiss and gazed into her eyes.

"Ready to keep going?"

She nodded slightly. "Uh-huh. Just go easy at first, ok?"

He smiled. "I’ll let you set the pace."

Slowly, he withdrew until just the tip remained inside her, then pushed all the way back in. Jessie grimaced as his cock once more filled her vaginal cavity; the pain from her torn cherry still fresh. He could tell from her expression that she was in more pain than she was letting on. He paused, not wanting to hurt her, but she urged him on.

After a few minutes of long, slow fucking she began to move her hips a little, thrusting upward as he pushed into her warm, wet pussy. Her face had relaxed as well and it was apparent that the pain was being replaced by feelings of pleasure.

"Feeling . . . better?," he panted, still fighting to keep control.

"Uh-huh!," she gasped. Her eyes were closed and she had a slight smile on her face. "Starting . . . to feel . . . real good!"

The feel of his hard cock rubbing on her tender vagina walls and teasing her clit was creating the tingling sensation she recognized as the preamble to another orgasm, only much more intense than when he went down on her. She increased the speed of her movements and Rick began moving faster as well, keeping pace with her.

"Yes!," she moaned. "Oh, yes! Fuck me! Oh, yeah!"

Her words inspired him to increase the tempo and soon their bodies were slapping together, both lost in their intense love-making. She began thrusting harder, her ass leaving the towel as her orgasm built. She started moaning and crying out so loudly that her cries drowned out the sounds of their bodies slapping together and the squishing noises of their mixed fluids as Rick’s cock pistoned in and out of her sopping pussy.

"Oh, god! I’m cumming!!," she cried. She thrust her hips upward forcefully and dug her nails into Rick’s back.

"Me, too!!," Rick cried, still hammering away at her tortured pussy. His balls ached. He felt like he was about to explode!

"Cum with me!!," Jessie groaned and locked her legs around him, pulling his cock all the way in and holding him there. Her pulsating pussy was squeezing his cock in a way he’d never experienced before and a second later he unleashed a flood of hot semen deep into her womb. Jessie felt his seed splash against her pussy walls and came hard a split second later. Her back arched and her body went stiff. She groaned loudly, then came over and over while Rick pumped his cum deep inside her. She opened her eyes, saw the intense, almost painful look on Rick’s face as he came and knew he was also experiencing an intense orgasm. That seemed to intensify her own orgasm, like she could sense his pleasure and feel it herself.

They finally collapsed into each others’ arms, completely spent. As they lay there holding each other and panting for breath, Rick’s cock slowly deflated and their combined juices started to flow from Jessie’s newly deflowered pussy. She stroked his hair, damp with sweat, and kissed his neck as he lay on top of her. He was heavy, but she didn’t care. It felt so good just holding and being held by him as she came down from her orgasm.

As if reading her thoughts, he lifted his head and kissed her. "I must be getting a little heavy laying on top of you." He started to get up, but she held him in place.

"Not yet. I love the feel of your cock inside me!," she said softly.

"Well then, let’s try this." He rolled over and pulled her on top of him, keeping his semi-hard cock inside her slippery pussy. As she straddled him, she felt his semen and her cum running from her pussy down over his pelvis and balls.

She giggled. "I think I’m leaking!" He pulled her down to him and they kissed, holding each other tight. A few minutes later, his flaccid penis slipped from her pussy, releasing another flood of the combined fluids. They lay there together for another few minutes, not speaking; just holding each other and savoring their moment of total intimacy.

Finally, Rick said softly, "We’d better be getting back. They’re gonna wonder where we are." Reluctantly, Jessie sat up and climbed off of him. They dressed, gathered up their towels, and walked hand in hand back down the path.

 

Chapter 14 

After Jessie left for her shower, Stacy and Alyssa fell back asleep. About an hour later, Stacy awoke to find Alyssa, still naked, staring at her and smiling. "Hi," she said softly as Stacy returned her smile.

"Good morning . . .again!," Stacy replied, eyeing Alyssa’s breathtaking body. She stretched and sat up. "Jessie’s not back yet?"

Alyssa shook her head. "Not yet." She grinned and added, "Maybe she took your advice and jumped Rick!" They both laughed.

They heard Mike call out. "Hey! Come on, you guys! I’m all alone out here!" Alyssa winked at Stacy, a twinkle in her dark eyes.

"I just wonder where Rick could be?" Stacy giggled again, then opened her mouth to answer Mike. Alyssa put a finger to her lips. "Shhh.," she whispered.

They heard the sounds of Mike opening and closing coolers, then the clang of pots and pans. "Time to get up! I’m starving and I’m starting breakfast!" Stacy again started to reply, but this time Alyssa silenced her with a quick kiss.

"Why’d you do that?," she asked, a puzzled look on her face. "Not that I mind!" Alyssa grinned mischievously.

"Remember what we were talking about earlier? You, me, and Mike getting together?"

Stacy nodded. "Yeah. . ."

"Well, if we can get him to look in and see us making out, maybe he’ll join us!"

Stacy grinned, then her smile faded. "But I really need to get cleaned up first," she said with a note of regret. She gently touched her recently ravaged pussy and winced. "And I’m still quite sore. Why don’t we do something later?" Seeing the look of disappointment on her beautiful friend’s face, she added, "Maybe by then Jessie and Rick could join in, too!" Alyssa seemed to brighten a little and nodded her head slowly in agreement.

"You’re right. Ok. I’m just so damn horny for some dick! You two got me all wound up telling about your night!"

"Breakfast in a half hour!," Mike called. Fortunately, he was far enough away that he couldn’t hear what they were saying, but he could hear their voices and knew they were awake.

"Coming!," Stacy yelled back. She kissed Alyssa quickly on the lips and crawled to the door. "I’m gonna have a quick shower before breakfast." She turned and looked at Alyssa, her face serious. "See that you behave. I plan on keeping him for a while!" She winked at her.

Alyssa pouted and stuck out her tongue at her. Stacy chuckled quietly and unzipped the tent. She knew Alyssa would never make a move on a guy she was interested in. She just enjoyed teasing her. As she crawled out into the bright sunshine, Alyssa pretended to follow through the open flap.

"‘Lyssa!," Stacy hissed, pushing her back into the tent with a grin. She glanced over to see if Mike was looking their way. He was looking the other way, frying bacon on the stove. "Put some clothes on, you slut!"

Alyssa grinned. "Hey now, don’t get nasty!" Stacy rolled her eyes and stood up. She walked over to where Mike was cooking, glancing quickly back at the tent. She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Alyssa had closed the flap. She didn’t think Alyssa would come outside naked, but one never knew with her. She was the biggest flirt Stacy had ever known. She walked over to Mike and kissed him.

"Hi there," she said softly. He turned around, a smile lighting up his face.

"Good morning, darlin’!" He planted a kiss on her lips. "Sleep ok?"

"Sure. Would have been better if you were there, though," she replied, winking and stifling a yawn as she took a seat at the picnic table. The smell of the bacon frying started her stomach rumbling. She hadn’t realized how hungry she was!

"How do you like your eggs?"

"Over easy," she replied. "But hold on for a bit. I want to take a shower before I eat."

"You’re gonna have to wait until Rick gets back." He looked at his watch. "Actually, he went down there over an hour and a half ago."

Stacy raised her eyebrows. "Oh, really?" She smiled knowingly.

Mike looked at her, puzzled by her reaction. "Yeah. He should have been back a while ago. Why do you find it so interesting?"

Stacy grinned. "Jessie went to take a shower, too. About an hour and a half ago."

Mike grinned. "Ahhh. That explains Rick’s long . . .uh . . .shower!" They both chuckled. Stacy looked down the path.

"I’m going to go check. I’ll make lots of noise on the way down and take my time." She waved and walked off, whistling loudly.

She approached the top of the hill and looked down. Seeing no one, she started down the hill. "Jess? Are you here?," she called out. No reply. She walked a few more yards. Now she was close enough to clearly hear the waterfall. She called out again. Still no answer. She rounded the turn and looked over at the waterfall. No one was there and there were no clothes or towels lying around.

She decided to take her shower anyway. Taking another look around and seeing no one, she removed her shorts and bikini top. She took ne more look, then removed the rest of her bikini, and crossed the rocks to the waterfall, letting the cool water splash over her compact, sexy body. She finished showering and made her way back to the rock she’d left her clothes on and dried herself off. She put on her shorts without her cum-stained bikini bottoms, put the top part on, and gathered up her things. She heard voices and looked up to see Rick and Jessie coming out of the woods a little way up the path, holding hands. They didn’t see her and started walking back toward the campsite.

"Hey!," Stacy called out, walking toward them. They stopped and turned, startled at the sound of her voice. "Uh, the shower’s over here!," she said with a wry smile. Rick looked down, grinning sheepishly, while Jessie’s face flushed red.

"Oh, hi, Stace!," she said, smiling nervously.

"Actually," Rick said to Jessie. "I could use another one." He kissed Jessie quickly and walked past Stacy toward the waterfall, pulling his shirt off as he walked. Stacy and Jessie started up the hill.

Stacy looked over at Jessie and said, "Did you hurt your ankle?"

Jessie looked at her, a puzzled look on her face. "No, why?"

Stacy grinned and nodded toward her legs. "Because you’re walking funny!" Jessie looked shocked for a second or two, then giggled.

"I never imagined it would be like that! My body’s still tingling!"

Stacy giggled. "I told you it was worth a little pain!"

They wandered back to camp, Jessie telling her about their love-making. Mike was still cooking and, to Stacy’s relief, a fully clothed Alyssa sat at the picnic table. Alyssa looked up as they approached.

"Hey! You found one of them! Where’s Rick?"

"Taking a shower," Jessie replied. "He’ll be along in a few minutes."

Mike looked at her, an amused look on his face. "Damn, either that boy’s real slow or very clean! He left two hours ago to do that!" Jessie’s face reddened and a warning glance from Stacy silenced any more of his comments. Alyssa finished setting the table and sat down next to Jessie, her eyes sparkling.

"Well . . .?," she asked quietly.

Jessie grinned and nodded. Alyssa squealed and hugged her. "Tell me all about it later, ok?" Jessie nodded. Rick arrived a few minutes later just as Mike was dishing out the food.

They ate in silence for a few minutes. It seemed the previous nights’ activities had created some healthy appetites. Finally, Mike said, "So what’s everyone planning to do today?"

"I was thinking of a cool drink and some hot sun!," Alyssa replied

"Me, too," Stacy said.

"Why don’t we try the lake, Rick? We could have fresh trout for supper."

Rick looked at Jessie. "What about you, Jess? Any plans?"

"I think I’ll join ‘Lyssa and Stacy on the beach. You guys go fishing if you want to," she replied.

"Well, let’s get started," Mike said, standing up and taking his dished to the wash basin. "The sooner we get the dishes done, the sooner we can hit the water!" They all pitched in and cleaned up. Rick and Mike got their gear ready while the girls changed into their bikinis. Alyssa didn’t plan to keep hers on for long. And she was hoping Jessie and Stacy wouldn’t, either.

. . . continued

Dominatrix Sister part 4

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I knelt watching my sister doing pilates in the middle of the living room. I handed her equipment as she asked for it. Of course this was as much a treat as a chore, watching her in her tight workout clothes, stretching and flexing and sweating.

She stood and sigh. “Ah! That felt great!”

She pulled her shirt off over her head and then dropped her shorts. Now came my favorite part!

“Come on over here and wash me, slave.”

I eagerly crawled to her and started lovingly tongue bathing her. I worked my way up her long, beautiful legs and started licking her pussy.

“None of that now.” She pushed me away.

Disappointed I crawled around to lick the sweat off her ass. I worked my tongue all over her ass and back

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then went back around to lick her stomach and finally her luscious breasts. They’ve definitely gotten bigger since the first time I saw them and I licked and worshipped them as long as she let me.

Then she put her hand on my forehead and pushed. She had her foot behind my ankles and I stumbled and fell right on my ass.

She giggled, looking down at me. Then she dropped down and straddled me stomach. “Hey Stevie, let’s wrestle!”

Naked wrestling with my Mistress and sister sounded fantastic but, “I can beat you, Mistress. I hope you won’t get mad.”

She chuckled. “We’ll see.”

So we started laughing and rolling around in the cleared space between the furniture. I was much more interested in rubbing against her beautiful body than in winning of course. Eventually I let her pin me, holding my hands above my head.

“Stevie, you’re not even trying. Do it right or I’m gonna have to get mad.”

“Okay Mistress.”
I bucked her off me and tried to grab a hold of her arms. It wasn’t as easy as I expected. She was very quick and surprisingly strong. Still, it wasn’t long before I had her pinned with no hope of escape.

“Got you, Mistress!”

“Really?” She growled.

She drove a knee up into my balls with all her strength.

I saw stars and almost passed out. I rolled over into a ball, cupping my damaged balls. I couldn’t even get a breath to scream.

She rolled me onto my back and pressed my shoulders down as well as she could.

“I guess I win.” She giggled.

I lay there in agony while she took a real shower and changed. Then she came back into the room.

“Okay slave, get up and clean this stuff up.”

“Fuck you, Shannon!” I gasped. I couldn’t believe I’d just said that.

“What did you just say??” She sounded more shocked than angry. “You clean up and then I‘m going to paddle your ass black and blue. And you won‘t be coming for a week.”

Shannon had whipped and spanked me lots of times and sometimes she’d gone too far but she’d never shown such a blatant disregard for my safety before.

“Screw this slave shit, Shannon! I’m done! I’m really hurt here!” I didn’t really mean that, did I? I loved being her slave!

Shannon was trembling with anger and/or fear. “Get over here!!”

She grabbed me by the ear and yanked me up. I stumbled up the stairs after her. She marched me into her room and shoved me into the closet. Of course I could have fought her but I’d been obeying Shannon so long it’s become habit.

She slammed the door and I heard her dragging the dresser in front of it.

“And you will stay in there until you remember the way things are around here, slave!”

I rattled the knob and pounded on the door.

“Let me out, Shannon!! We‘re not playing these damn games anymore!!”

She paid no attention. I heard her go downstairs and start moving the furniture back herself.

I was in the cramped closet for several hours. My balls still ached. I pushed against the door as hard as I could but she had wedged it shut somehow.

She came back into the room and turned on some music.

“Shannon, you’ve got to let me out. Mom will be home soon!”

“I don’t fucking care, Steve! You will stay in there until you remember who’s in charge here!”

A while later I tried again.

“I’m really sorry, Shannon. You just hurt me really bad. I still want to be your slave and I’m sorry I talked back. You can punish me later. Just please let me out now. Mom will be home any minute.”

She turned the music up and didn’t say anything.

A few minutes later I heard Mom’s car and heard the door open and close downstairs. Oh shit!

Shannon turned the music down and a moment later mom knocked oh Shannon's door.

"Come in."

I listened carefully with my heart pounding..

“Hi Mommy.”

“Hi Baby. Where’s Steve?”

“He went to Tom’s house. He said he might spend the night. I guess he’ll call you later or something.”

“His car’s still here.”
“Yeah, um, Tom picked him up.”

She didn’t sound very convincing. I hadn’t talked to Tom much at all since I’d started this thing with Shannon but what if he picked tonight to call?? This was such a bad situation!

Shannon moved in and out of her room throughout the evening. I guessed that my best bet was to be quiet and eventually she’d let me out.

Finally I heard her pulling the dresser away and she opened the door. She held my belt in her hand and she was naked from the waist down. She looked scared but determined. Well, this was it. Would I shove her out of the way or would I continue to do what she said?

I wasn’t sure until she straddled my face. “Open your mouth!”

I obediently opened my mouth and she pissed long and hard into it.

I had to go pretty bad myself. And I was dying of thirst and getting pretty hungry.

She handed me my cell phone. “Call mom.”

I called mom and told her I was spending the night at Tom’s house.

Then she tossed in a bottle of water and started to close the door.

“Mistress, wait, please. I’m really, really sorry. Please let me out.”

“I forgive you, Stevie. But you need some more time to think.” She closed the door but didn’t put the dresser back.

I sighed and drank the water. It was only half full. Then I pissed into the empty bottle.

I got as comfortable as I could and prepared for a long, boring night.

I heard Shannon leave the room and I turned the knob experimentally. As I’d expected nothing was keeping it closed. I opened it an inch and peered out into her room. I really didn’t want to be in here but Shannon wanted it. I closed the door and squirmed around uncomfortably.

Shannon came back in and a moment later she opened the door.

“What have you been doing, slave?”

“Nothing Mistress.”

She slapped me and held up a toothpick. “You’re lying to me, slave!”

She must have had that balanced on top of the door! I had to admire her ingenuity even as I was terrified of what she would do now.

“I-I’m sorry, Mistress! I only opened it for a second, honest!”

She went and dug out her shiny new handcuffs. She chained me to the shoe rack bolted to the wall.

“You just bought yourself another day, slave. You will stay here and think about what you’ve done and I better not catch you jerking off in here.”

She slammed the door. Another day?? How long was she going to keep me in here?? What would she tell mom?

Well, she’d made up her mind. There was nothing I could do.

Shannon opened the door to use me as a toilet a few times but she never said a word to me.

This was just terrible! Solitary confinement. I never stopped to think about how bad it would be. I really, really wished she’d just whip me and get it over with.

In the morning she gave me a new half full bottle of water. I wanted to beg to be released but I was determined not to make her angry again. I just took the water and thanked her profusely. She didn’t respond and then I was back in the darkness.

For long, long hours nobody was home at all. Finally I heard the front door open. Shannon was home! She would come open the door and piss in my mouth! Then she might put on some music! I would just be happy to listen to her moving around the house, I was so bored and lonely!

I heard her coming up the stairs. I got on my knees eagerly. The cuffs made it very awkward but I managed to kneel there waiting for her.

She opened the door. I smiled up at her. “Welcome home, Mistress!”

She lifted her skirt and thrust her crotch in my face. “Lick.”

I couldn’t believe my good luck!! I must be forgiven!

I quickly started licking my sister’s delicious pussy, doing everything I possibly could to satisfy her. She put one leg over my shoulder and wrapped it around my neck. Then she crammed my face up into her pussy. She was riding my mouth and nose and I couldn’t breath at all. But I kept on licking.

I was running out of air! I tried not to fight her but eventually I did. Between the handcuffs and her leg around my neck I couldn’t move very far. She had all the leverage and I hadn’t even eaten in more than a day. I was getting weaker and I heard Shannon moaning in orgasm as I blacked out.

When I woke up I was again in the darkness of the closet and still chained to the wall. Apparently my punishment wasn’t over yet.

I spent another long, terrible night in the closet, cherishing Shannon’s short, cruel visits. The next day after school she got off on my face while smothering me again.

That night I lay there feeling all my cramps and hunger pains and a long way from sleep. It was so quiet in the house I could hear Shannon breathing softly in her sleep. I leaned against the door and put my ear to the crack. Oh how I wished I could be with her out there! Without even being aware of it I started jerking off thinking about my amazing sister. I looked down at my hand, moving apparently on it’s own.

“Stop damn it!” I whispered. “I’m not supposed to do this!”

I made myself stop jerking off. The urge to come was almost as bad as my hunger now!

I heard Shannon turning over in bed.

“I miss you, Mistress. I’m really, really sorry.” I whispered.

Three days, I felt like I’d been in here forever!! What could she possibly be telling mom??

That day after school when she opened the door I was on my knees begging.

“Please, please let me out, Mistress! I’m sorry! I’m really, really sorry! Please punish me any way but this!”

“It’s alright, Stevie. I think you’ve learned your lesson now.”

She unlocked the handcuffs and I fell out of the closet, hugging her legs. I kissed and kissed her shoes.

“Thank you, thank you, Mistress!! I’m your slave forever! Anything you want! I’m all yours!”

She laughed. “That’s right, big brother. Now you understand.”

That night we lay in my bed together. I was tied to the bed of course, almost asleep.

Mistress had been very kind for the rest of the day. She let me eat and bathe and even jerk off once. And now she’d just fucked me twice. After my three days of confinement I was in heaven.

Shannon took my balls in her hand and caressed them gently. Obviously she thought I was already asleep. I didn’t say anything. I wondered what she was going to do to me now.

“I’m sorry I hurt you, Stevie.” She whispered. “Goodnight, big brother.”

She kissed me on the cheek and left the room. I opened my eyes and tears fell down my cheeks.

A girl and her tentacle monster 5

Ryu on Supernatural Stories

My big sister was a bit of a social butterfly, always heading out with friends, going to parties, whatever struck her fancy. Tonight she and her cheerleading squad were holding a private get together organized by one of their mothers, spending the night at the house and playing games she’d never explain to me.

 

It was because there were about a dozen girls of very breedable qualities holed up in a private residence with little to distract that made it irresistible. I felt bad about leaving Mommy and little

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sis at home, but I knew I couldn’t keep fucking them. The size of my little sis’ tummy was proof enough that my cum volume was increasing with every ejaculation. It’d taken four times to fill Mommy that full, and several others to fill her stomach and cover her body. After breeding my sister as well, I only had to cum once to nearly drown her and Mommy in the cum bath.

 

There was something going on with me I couldn’t quite understand. But the answer was at that slumber party, and daddy was going to help me find it. I’d found him quite amicable after a bit of...“discussion”. A quick phone call offering to bring my big sis a change of clothes and whatnot, and we were off.

 

The house was really large, not quite a mansion but certainly big enough to be close to it. The house itself was fairly secluded, the nearest other house almost half a mile away. According to Daddy, the woman’s husband had died a few years back, leaving her and their daughters quite well off from the insurance and investments. The woman who answered the door was a tiny thing, maybe a foot taller than I was and 100 lbs or so. She looked Japanese, or maybe Korean, with long, jet black hair framing her brown eyes, but all I really cared about was how hot she looked. I grinned a bit thinking of how much hotter she’d be painted white.

 

I was surprised to find out that she was actually the mother. She invited us in with no problems, walking us into the kitchen and pouring a cup of tea for Daddy. Her breasts were tiny in comparison to Mommy’s, but the handful they presented was more than enough for me. Her waist was thin, flaring out to a pair of hips that seemed inadequate for birthing a child or two. In many ways she seemed fragile enough to break in half if I was too rough, which only served to excite me more.

 

When she noticed me staring at her, not seeming to realize my look was one of predatory desire, I commented in my best little girl voice that she was very pretty, which drew a smile and gratitude. When I asked Daddy what he thought, she seemed to consider his affirmative response just the flattering of a naïve daughter.

 

When she’d handed Daddy his tea, she turned to show me where the girls were staying. The look on her face was priceless when Daddy’s strong arms wrapped around her, one large hand clamping her mouth shut and the other pinning her arms to her side. Her muffled protest was met with my hungry gaze, even as I knew full well the “other” me had taken full control yet again. I watched gleefully as she went from surprise to confusion to fear to panic in a matter of seconds. She tried to get away by dropping down, only to find she was far too light to slip from Daddy’s bear hug.

 

As much as I'd've liked to watch her struggle more right then and there, I knew too much noise might have brought the girls attention before “I” was ready for them. My hands flew out and grabbed her kicking legs tight, her body all but immobile between the two of us. I nodded to Daddy, and we moved towards the living room. We could hear the giggling of the girls upstairs as Daddy sat back on the couch, the struggling woman still unable to get free and now sitting on his lap.

 

The gasp she let out and her widening eyes made clear she’d felt the bulge in Daddy’s pants. Her hands went down to her sides and tried to claw at his hips, but she couldn’t quite get through his jeans. She resumed kicking when I let go, only to be once again stopped as I tied each ankle and thigh to daddy’s leg with the curtain ties I’d commandeered.

 

It was about then, with her resistance un-faded after so many minutes, that I realized the other me had not released pheromones. Given how much her fear excited me, I understood why. Taking Mommy and my little sis with little to no effort had been fun, especially after how docile and willing they had become, but this was a different kind of enjoyment. I knew she’d become just like them eventually, but she’d do it willingly rather than chemically.

 

When Daddy spread his legs, hers were forced to follow suit, and I quickly took the opening. She squeaked in protest yet again as I tore the crotch off her pants. When she tried to arch her back, I pushed her down hard before tearing apart the flimsy silk that covered her kitty. No hair. Excellent. I dove in, licking and biting as I enjoyed her attempts to scream. She had a bit of a tangy undercurrent complimenting the sweetness that leaked out despite herself.

 

Of course, she was not the reason I had come. I’d be more than happy to breed her as much as she could take later, but I just needed her out of the way at the moment. I stuffed three fingers into her kitty, letting her hips buck upwards at the same time, and swiftly released Daddy’s throbbing thing from his pants. It sprang upwards, the size having more than doubled in the few hours since I’d gotten a hold of it. From the base to the tip, it matched my arm from the elbow to the hand.

 

I wanted so badly to take it back in my mouth, to feel his cum shoot down my throat as something in my saliva made him grow even bigger. I did not, knowing there would be plenty of time for that later. Instead, I grabbed the base and aimed it at our captive’s descending behind. With little lubrication other than the slime leaking from Daddy’s thing, her wild flailing only served to impale her back hole a few inches on him.

 

Before she could react, I grabbed her hips and pressed down hard, sinking her over half way down without letting her adjust. Blood began to leak from around Daddy’s thing, but not much due to the incredibly tight seal her behind formed on it. I could hear her quick, short gasps of pain, and held her down as I went back to munching away at the little nub above her hole for a moment. The muscles of her kitty cramped along with the ones trying to take Daddy’s thing, causing even more of her sweet dew to leak out.

 

With great effort, I tore myself away, having wasted enough time with this bit of fun. In the process of standing up, I pushed down hard, impaling her the rest of the way on Daddy’s thing, causing her eyes to roll back and her head flop to the side as she passed out.

 

Daddy took his hand away from her mouth, letting me stuff a cloth in there, taping her mouth closed afterward. He also released her arms, holding her shoulders as he stood up, her lower body supported by his thing. I stood on the couch, grabbed our plaything’s arms, pulled them under Daddy’s arms and tied them tight against his back. She wouldn’t be going anywhere until we said so.

 

I glanced at Daddy as he pounded away, the small woman slowly coming too as she screamed into the gag. After a few minutes, I saw him grunt in pleasure as he burst inside of her, and wished that was me so much. I shuddered at the thought of all that hot cum filling her backside, turning to head towards the stairs to begin the main event just as Daddy resumed pounding.

Dominatrix Sister

uosdwisrdewoh on Incest Stories

My name’s Steve. I’m nineteen and I live with my mom and sister and go to college. Mom works a lot so I’m home alone with my sister Shannon a lot. She doesn’t bother me much though. For the past five or six years I’ve been looking at internet porn. Against the rules, I know but don’t worry, this story gets much worse. Anyway I quickly found that my favorite type of porn was femdom. Women whipping men and putting them in bondage and raping them. Over the years I’ve accumulated quite a collection of pictures, video clips, and sexy stories on my computer.

My sister Shannon is thirteen. She’s about five-three, blond, and over the last year her body’s developed incredibly. She’s my sister so obviously

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I tried not to look but sometimes I’d catch myself glancing at her tight little butt or cleavage.

On that fateful day I came home from school as usual. I wanted to get on my computer and jack off to some of the hot pictures for a while.

I walked into my room and was startled to see Shannon sitting at my computer. I was about to yell at her for using my computer without permission but I suddenly saw what was on the screen. It was a video of a woman paddling a naked man’s ass.

She’d found my stuff! My face flushed and I wanted to run. I actually felt faint. What was I going to do??

She turned to me. “You sure do have a lot of this stuff, big brother.”

My mouth was dry as sand. I couldn’t talk.

“I’ve been looking at it for a couple of months. It’s really sexy.” She glanced back at the screen where the guy’s butt was getting very red. “Would you like a girl to do that to you, Stevie? Would you like me to do that to you?”

I still couldn’t talk. Had she really just said what I thought she’d said?

Her voice hit me like a slap, bringing me partly back to my senses. “Answer me, big brother!”

I swallowed the lump in my throat. “N-no. Shannon, you…”

She turned and smiled at me, her big brown eyes gazing into mine, drilling into me.

“Well, let’s just find out. Take off your shirt. Now, big brother!”

I was trembling. Was she serious? She knew about the stuff on my computer now. Knowing my secret she seemed to have an incredible power over me. And she was acting so dominant! I’d never seen her like this!!

I pulled my shirt off over my head and dropped it on the bed.

“Very nice. Now the pants.”

“I-I-…Shannon…”

“Now, big brother.”

“I-I’m not wearing underwear.” I mumbled out. Could this possibly be more embarrassing??

She giggled. “Perfect. Get them off.”

Now I realized I had a boner! My little sister ordering me around like this had gotten me hard!!

My hands were trembling so hard I couldn’t grab the button at first. Tears slipped down my cheeks. So this was what it was like to be dominated. This is it. A woman’s dominating me.

My hard dick popped out of my pants. I lowered them and kicked them off, looking down at the ground.

Shannon reached out and took a hold of my dick. I let out a soft whimper but didn’t even think about trying to stop her.

“Wow! You sure are hard, big brother. Do you like being bossed around by your little sister?”

“Y-yes.” I gasped.

“Good boy. Now get on your knees.”

I did as I was told. She stood up in front of me and I gazed down at her sneakers, wondering what she was going to do next.

She stood there silently, letting the tension grow. I was getting more and more afraid of her by the second.

Finally she said. “Look at me, Stevie.”

I slowly looked up to her beautiful face. She was gazing down at me with a superior smirk on her face.

“Do you think I’m pretty, Stevie?”

“Yes Shannon.”

She slapped me. “You should know the rules, Stevie! What do you call a woman when you’re kneeing in front of her?”

“M-mistress.”

“So, do you think I’m pretty?”

“Yes Mistress.”

“Would you like your little sister and Mistress to fuck you?”

I dropped my eyes. I couldn’t answer that.

She grabbed me by the hair and jerked my head back so she could look into my eyes. “Answer me, slave.”

“Y-y-y-yes M-mistress.” I sobbed.

“Yes what?”

“Y-yes I’d-I’d like you to…to…fuck me.” I moaned.

“Mistress.” I quickly added.

“You’re a little fucking pervert to want to be dominated and raped by your thirteen year old sister.”

“I-I-I know Mistress.”

“Well! Lucky for you I’m a little pervert too! Looking at your sexy pictures gets my pussy so wet! It’s given me a lot of ideas and I‘m going to try them all out on you, big brother. How does that make you feel?”

I didn’t know how to answer.

“S-scared.”

She giggled. “Good. Now take off my panties.”

I only hesitated for a moment before reaching under my sister’s skirt and gripping the edges of her panties. I pulled them slowly down her sexy young legs and she stepped out of them. I hadn’t seen anything at all but now I was holding a pair of soft cotton panties in my hand and I knew there was nothing on under her skirt.

“Do you want to smell them, Stevie? They’re nice and wet.”

I hadn’t thought about it til just now but suddenly I was dying to sniff my sister’s worn panties.

“Yes Mistress.”

“Go ahead you little pervert.”

I lifted the panties to my face and sniffed hesitantly. Then I crammed them up under my nose and breathed deeply, savoring the earthy aroma of my sister’s sweet young pussy and feeling her pussy juices on my face.

“Do they smell good?”

“Oh yes Mistress!” I gasped.

“Well here comes the real thing!”

She swung one leg over my shoulder and roughly shoved my face straight into her wet pussy!

“Lick, slave! Lick your Mistress’s pussy!”

I started licking. I’d never done this before. Luckily Shannon had never done it either so she really didn’t expect much. She did order me to go faster several times. I couldn’t believe I was down on my knees servicing my dominant little sister’s luscious pussy! I was in heaven!

Finally she grabbed me by the hair and mashed my face against her pussy.

“Oh yes!! Fuck yes, Stevie!! Oh God!!!”

Her juices flowed down my throat and I swallowed all I could.

She let go of me and I fell to my hands and knees between her legs gasping.

“Oh that felt so fucking good!” She gasped.

I knelt there silently in front of my sister while she recovered from her orgasm.

Finally she asked. “Did you like eating my pussy, Stevie.”

“Yes Mistress!”

She nudged my dick with her foot. “Do you want to do something about that little thing, now?”

“Yes! Yes Mistress!”

She giggled. “Weeellll, maybe later tonight. We’ll see what kind of mood I’m in. For the time being no jerking off.”

I sighed. “Yes Mistress.”

I was dying to cum here!!

“And I put a password on all those naughty pictures on your computer. No more looking at them without my permission.” She turned and cleared the screen.

“Yes Mistress.”

“Now I think you need a spanking, big brother.” She sat down on the edge of the bed and patted her lap. “Come on. Over little sister’s knee.”

I crawled to her and lay across her lap. This was even more humiliating than eating her pussy. My hard dick was pressed against her leg. She squeezed my ass, digging her nails into it. Then she took her hand away.

I waited. Waited. For the inevitable-

*SMACK!!*

“How’s that feel, slave?”

*SMACK!!*

“Like being spanked by your little sister?”

*SMACK!!*

“I’m only thirteen, Stevie, and you’re a grown man!”

*SMACK!!*

“You’re pitiful.”
*SMACK!!*

Shannon continued to spank and humiliate me. It was really starting to hurt! Was she ever going to stop?? I squirmed around on her lap.

*SMACK!!*

“Don’t you move an inch til I’m done with you!”

*SMACK!!*

I don’t know how long she spanked me but it felt like forever. Finally she pushed me off her lap. I quickly got up on my knees again.

“Now thank me for disciplining you and kiss my shoes, slave.”
I leaned down and submissively kissed the toes of her sneakers.

“Thank you for disciplining me, Mistress!”

“Okay now listen up, slave. This is how it’s gonna be. Whenever mom’s not around you’re my slave. You are to call me ‘Mistress’ and you may not wear clothes. Tonight I’m coming back here to have some more fun with you after mom’s asleep. I want you waiting for me naked on top of the covers. And remember what I said: No jerking off without my permission.”

“Yes Mistress.”

“Now I’m going to get my homework. You’ll be doing it for me from now on.”

Mom came home and I ate dinner with her and Shannon acting as normal as I could. I was sure she could tell something was weird with me but obviously she could never guess what.

Shannon was fantastic. She acted no different than she ever had. I wondered if she’d punish me for my poor performance.

After dinner I went back to my room and finished her homework. When I was done I brought it to her room. I listened carefully. Mom was downstairs watching tv.

I got on my knees and knocked softly on the door. Shannon opened it and I held out the papers to her.

“Your homework, Mistress.”

She patted me on the head. “Good slave. Dismissed.”

I turned and crawled back down the hall to my room.

That night I lay on top of the covers naked waiting for Shannon. I didn’t jerk off but my dick was rock-hard in anticipation.

Where was she?? Maybe she’d just fallen asleep. Well, even if she had I would stay here naked all night long just as she had commanded.

Suddenly the door opened and my sadistic young sister slipped in. I immediately got off the bed and knelt before her.

She smacked me on the head. “I told you to stay on the bed, slave!”

“Sorry Mistress!” I scurried back up on the bed and lay back against the pillows.

She stepped up onto the bed and straddled my waist. She dropped some piece of cloth on the bed but my eyes were glued to her. She grabbed the hem of her nightgown and pulled it up over her head and for the first time I got a good look at my sister’s fantastic body.

Her breasts had developed wonderfully and I was sure they would just keep on growing. Her stomach was trim and her long legs looked sleek and strong. My mouth was practically watering.

“Like what you see, big brother?”

“Y-yes Mistress!”
She sat down on my stomach. I could feel the heat and moisture on her pussy against me.

She picked up that cloth off the bed and took my left hand and tied it tightly around my wrist. Then she reached up and started to tie my wrist to the bed post. Her luscious young breasts were just inches from my face. I was dying to suck and lick them!! I was trying to get up the courage to ask for permission when she leaned back and started on my right wrist.

When she was finished she ran her hands slowly down my chest. “I like you this way, slave. Completely helpless.”

She started to tickle my exposed armpits. I bit my lip and squirmed underneath her.

“I haven’t done this to you in a long time, have I, Stevie? It’s even more fun when you just have to lay there and take it.”

This was driving me crazy! I wanted to just buck my hips and get her off! But I knew I couldn’t do that. I just bit my lip harder and endured the torture silently.

She finally stopped and started touching her own body.

“Do you like my breasts, Stevie?” She said, squeezing them.

“Yes Mistress. Very much.”

She giggled. “I love how big they’re getting!” She leaned forward and thrust them in my face. “Kiss them.”

I eagerly started kissing my sister’s perky breasts. I started licking and sucking. They felt so good! So soft! And the taste of her skin was just incredible!

“Yeah! That’s right! Suck my nipples, big brother!” She gasped.

She shoved them further against my face, pressing my head against the headboard.

“Mmm, okay, okay.” She sighed, moving back and taking her gorgeous breasts out of my reach. “Very good, slave boy. Now to introduce you to your Mistress’s ass.”

She stood and turned around and my eyes were glued to her incredible ass. She crouched down and it bumped against my face. She leaned forward a bit so it was right in front of my face.

“Go on, you little slut. Kiss you Mistress’s ass.”

I eagerly leaned forward and started the deliciously humiliating chore of kissing my sister’s ass.

After a few minutes of kissing she thrust her ass back, pinning my head to the headboard and my face between her ass cheeks. I could barely breathe. She leaned back, putting most of her weight on me.

“I really love those face sitting videos, Stevie. I’m going to be using your face for a seat a lot! Would you like that, big brother? Of course it doesn’t mater if you would or not because you’re just my slave. Say that, Stevie. Say it into my ass.”

“I’m your slave.” I mumbled into her ass, gasping for whatever breath I could.

“Say ‘I’m my little sister’s slave and I worship her ass.’”

“I’m my little sister’s slave and I worship her ass.”

She took her ass away from my face and I gasped for breath. She turned around and sat down on my legs.

She took my cock in her hand and started sliding it up and down.

“Mistresssss…” I moaned.

She giggled. “You’ve got such a pretty cock here, Stevie. It’s pretty big too.”

“Thank you, Mistress.”

“Now I’m going to ride it. Time to deflower you, big brother!”

She moved forward and her hot, wet pussy rubbed against my dick.

“Ohhh, Sha-Mistress!” I gasped.

She grabbed my dick from behind and put the head into the swollen lips of her pussy.

“Mistress…I…I’ve heard it’s-it’s painful for a girl…to lose her virginity…on top. Maybe you should…I mean…”

She giggled. “Aw, so sweet of you to be concerned about your little sister.” She leaned forward and kissed me on the cheek. “Don’t worry. I popped my cherry a long time ago. Masturbating to the stuff on your computer. Now I’m ready to take my brother’s big, hot cock!”
With that she slid back and engulfed my entire cock in her hot, tight pussy.

“Oh fuck! You are sooooo big!” She gasped.

She started sliding slowly back and forth on it.

“Oh god that feels good, Mistress!”

Shannon started bouncing up and down on my cock. It felt incredible! Her breasts bouncing, her strong young legs flexing, I wanted to touch her so bad! It was so fucking frustrating!

She was in charge here. My sister. My Mistress. Fucking me. Raping me. And there wasn’t a damn thing I could do about it!

Suddenly Shannon slid all the way down on my cock and her pussy gripped is tightly.

“Oooohooooohhhhoooohhhhhhh” She moaned with her head thrown back.

She put her hands on my chest and leaned forward, looking down at me. Her eyes were slightly glazed.

“That was fucking incredible!! I’ve never felt anything that good in my life!!”

“Sh-M-Mistress!” I gasped. “Please. Let me cum!”

“Huh? Oh. Oh yeah. Well, since you’ve been such a good slave I guess I should let you cum too.”

She started slowly pumping up and down on my dick again. She gradually started to pick up speed again.

“Ohhh, it feels sooo good! I think I’m going to cum again!”

“Oh! I’m cumming too! God, thank you, Mistress!”

Her tight, incredible pussy clamped down on me again just as I started to spurt gallons of cum inside her.

“Oh thank you, thank you, Shannon!! Thank you so much for being my Mistress!! You’re all my dreams come true!!”

She slapped me.

“Shut the fuck up!” She hissed. “Mom will hear!”

I realized I’d been practically screaming. I clamped my mouth shut and just moaned as the most incredible orgasm of my life swept my entire body and my dick, imprisoned in my little sister’s tight, perfect pussy emptied it’s massive load.

“Ohhh that was unbelievable!” Shannon purred as she put her head on my chest and just lay there on top of me.

Within seconds I could tell she was asleep. I was exhausted. I wanted to close my eyes and sleep with my Mistress. But I knew if we both fell asleep we might very well sleep til morning. And then we’d both be in real trouble.

I lay there for a long time, letting her rest on top of me. Finally my eyes were closing. I couldn’t stay awake any longer. I had to do something.

I leaned forward and nudged the top of her head with my lips.

“Mistress. Mistress. Wake up. I’m sorry.”

“Hmm? Wha?”

She looked up at me and smiled. She wrapped her arms around me.

“Wasn’t that incredible, Stevie? Hmm?”

“Yes. Yes it was, Mistress. But now I think-Maybe you should-”

“Oh yeah. I guess the fun’s over for tonight, huh?”

She reached up and started untying my right wrist. She was sleepy and laying across me and her breasts were pressed against my face.

“Well don’t worry. I’ve got all kinds of things planned for my little slaveboy. Tonight was just the beginning.”

“Yes Mistress. I can‘t wait, Mistress.”

She sat up on the edge of the bed and yawned while I rubbed my aching wrists.

“I’m too tired to walk all the way to my room, Stevie. Get down on your hands and knees.”

I was exhausted too but of course I would do anything for Shannon. She sat down on my back and slipped one of the long pieces of cloth between my teeth. She held both ends like reigns and slapped them lightly against my shoulder.

“Okay. Go Stevie!”

I crawled to the door and she opened it. I crawled down the hall naked with my sister riding on my back and then into her room where she laid down on the bed.

“Oh hey, I forgot. Lick all your sticky cum out of me, slave.”

“Huh? Oh yes Mistress.”

I crawled up between her legs and eagerly started licking her sweet pussy. I’d seen guys perform this deliciously humiliating chore on the internet lots of times. I’d even tasted my own cum before. I didn’t like it but it wasn’t bad either. And mixed with the taste of my sister’s amazing pussy it was incredible. I stuck my tongue in as deep as I could, determined to clean up all my cum and satisfy my Mistress.

“Oh yeah that’s it, Stevie! Get in there deep! Get all your hot, wet cum! Oh that feels good! Lick faster!”

I licked until my sister’s body shuddered with yet another orgasm.

She reached down and petted my hair like I was a dog. “Good boy! That’ll be all for tonight.”

I stood up and pulled the covers over her. I tucked them around her and leaned down to kiss her cheek. She was already nearly asleep.

“Goodnight, Mistress.”

“Goodnight.”

I turned to go.

“Hey wait. Come back here. I almost forgot.”

I went quickly back to my Mistress.

“Hand me that cloth.” She pointed to the one that had been in my mouth. “Now turn around.”

She tied my hands firmly behind my back.

“Okay. You can go. I’ll untie you in the morning.”

“Um, Mistress…I…I have to pee…”

“Well then you’ll have to sit down like a girl. Go on. I’m fucking exhausted.”

I hung my head. “Yes Mistress.”

I walked to the bathroom naked with my hands tied behind my back and sat down to pee. Then I went back to my room, carefully opening and closing doors behind my back and lay down for a long night in bondage.

I woke up and was scared until I remembered that Shannon had tied my hands behind my back. I lay there thinking about the incredible night of domination with my dick sticking straight up. Of course I couldn’t touch it and even if my hands were free my Mistress had forbidden it.

Suddenly Shannon slipped into my room.

I stumbled quickly down to my knees.

“Good morning, Mistress.”

“How did you sleep, slave?”

“Not very well, Mistress.”

“Don’t worry. You’ll get used to sleeping in bondage eventually.”

“Yes Mistress.”

“Okay. I’ll take that off for you.”

She went behind me and leaned down to untie my hands. Then she immediately tied the long piece of cloth around my neck. She walked around in front of me, holding the other end of the cloth.

“Come, slave.”

She pulled me to the door on the make shift leash and listened carefully.

“Coast’s clear.”

She opened the door and dragged me out into the hall naked. She led me down the hall and into the bathroom. There she took the leash off me.

“Go ahead and pee if you need to. But sit down for cripes sake!”

I did even though it was incredibly embarrassing to pee in front of my sister.

“Okay now crawl into the tub.”

Shannon slipped her nightgown off over her head while I knelt there in the tub. Then she stepped in naked and straddled my fake with her pussy pressed against my lips. I waited anxiously for her to give the order to lick.

“Okay, now I have to pee. Open your mouth.:”

“What??”

“Open your mouth and swallow as much as you can, slave.” She snapped in her cold dominatrix voice.

I obediently opened my mouth and tried to prepare for the worst.

Hot urine flowed into my mouth. I gulped it down, trying not to think about what was happening. She must have been holding it all night! I drank most of it but some dripped down my face.

Finally she was finished. That wasn’t as bad as I thought.

“Lick me clean.”

I probed the folds of her pussy with my tongue for a moment then she stepped back.

“Now lick your lips. That was very good, Stevie. I‘m impressed.”

“Thank you, Mistress.”

“You were just born to be a slave weren’t you, Stevie?”

“Yes Mistress.”

“Did you like drinking my piss, slaveboy?”

“Yes Mistress.” I hadn’t liked the taste but the submission and humiliation had been incredible!

“Well that’s good since you’ll be doing it from now on. I expect you to get good enough that we can do it outside of the bathtub.”

“Yes Mistress.”

“Okay now let’s shower.”

She started the water and ordered me to wash her. I was in heaven intimately touching every inch of my sister’s fantastic young body. I washed her beautiful golden hair and then she told me to wash myself.

When I was soaping my dick she let me jerk off for a few minutes but stopped me before I came.

When I was done I dried my amazing, dominant sister’s hair and body she had me help her get dressed.

She pushed me up against the wall and squeezed my still hard dick.

“Okay, I’m going down to breakfast. Then you can get dressed and come down.

“I want you back here right after school, slave. I’m going to do sooo many things to you. Painful things. Humiliating things. Try to guess what they’ll be while you’re at school today.” She grinned evilly.

“Y-yes Mistress.”

She slapped me on the ass and walked to the door. She listened for a moment and then slipped into the hall.

I slowly started to get dress, already consumed with thoughts of what my sister was going to do to me tonight.

My Leecherous Old Uncle licks me

_Callisto_ on Sex Stories

 I was born nearly 18 years ago in Portland Oregon to a beautiful mother and classically handsome father and
I in turn inherited their statues good looks. My name is Jaymee Taylor. I have long brown hair and my
my mom's perfect teen-aged body or at least that's what my dad sometimes said. I used to think my butt
was unproportionally big for my petite body but that has changed since I started watching MTV, now I
think it is my best asset.

Being attractive gets you attention unless you live in an area where most girls your age are just as
pretty or even more appealing then yourself. That's my life. Whats worse is that outside of my family
everyone is quite ordinary or even ugly in a number of cases. My Uncle  Gerry is one man who

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classify as disgusting.

I caught Uncle Gerry many times walking around his house with food and god knows what other stains on
his clothes. Up to my 16th birthday, Uncle Gerry used to babysit me while my parents went out to town
and celebrated their marriage as people in love do. But he didn't babysit as much as order me around
like his little slave. I had to clean his 2 or even three week old dishes that were scattered around his
kitchen and it was hell, the slime that coated everything gave the room a constant odor that gave me
nightmares.

When I tired myself from the dishes I would just go to sleep and that was usually the entirety of my
being babysat. One night I came out from my room after an hour of sleep to fix a drink when I came to
the sight of my overweight hairy uncle beating hammering his fist around his penis to the video of my
mom and my dad's wedding. He kept pausing it when the camera had her in focus and he would beat his meat
for a few minutes before fasting forward a bit and continuing.

Now being 16 at the time I was very terrified but at the same time I was completely focused on his motions
I never seen any penis to this day that was as thick as his. That was the first penis I ever saw and in
comparison to this day, its still the largest I have seen outside of the porn I occasionally watched in my
later years.

Day 1 A Kind of Hell

Now 18 I only have that image flash through my mind when I see a porn movie and my uncle completely forgotten.
I have a relatively amazing life. I get what I want from my dad and my mom can talk about anything I am
interested in. My dad promised to buy me a brand new convertible bmw for my 19th birthday next year and as a deal I

had to start bringing hot lunches to my less fortune Uncle Gerry across town after I got back from
school. Of course I agreed.

The first time I came over to Uncle Gerry's He answered his door in dirty wife beaters and
and white stained briefs. He said "wow...this is a treat, sexy legs and ass what are you selling ill
consider buying anything" I laughed it off thinking he was just more talkative to me now that im grown up.
"Wow I love how you young girls wear shorts that show soo much god you are hot, sorry did I even get your name?"
I giggled and nudged him trying to find a spot on his shirt where it was at least white, "Oh Uncle Gerry
you are soo funny I never knew this about you" But what I didn't know was that he had no idea that I was
his little brat that he ignored and mistreated years before.

"Jaymee?!!!.." He gulped in surprise. A few awkward seconds later and I pushed the bag of food infront of
me, "yes uncle its me, i guess you didn't recognize me did you" I laughed.
his demeanor changed. He was taking a lot of awkward pauses as he spoke to me.
"Jaymee...... sorry I didn't know who you were....um...I....what are...you...doing here?"

"Dad sent me, I'm coming to your house everyday to bring you food from our place..." I noticed his eyes
down on my exposed stomach and legs, "I know its quite revealing huh? but girls my age wear these its
popular."

"Its...soo short" he said as he slowly reached for my exposed thigh with the back of his two fingers and
slid them for a brief second from mid thigh to the edge of jean booty shorts.

I was quite freaked but I was afraid of causing a scene out of something possibly innocent. He held my
forearm gently leading me to his couch and sat me down next to him. "So Jaymee what is this about bring me
lunch everyday? is this my brother's idea?" He asked me. I smiled and turned to him excitedly to tell him
about my new car. "Daddy is gonna buy me a new car and all I have to do is bring food from our house to
yours everyday isn't it awesome?" he scooted closer, "You bring me food and you get a car? wow isn't your
life great" he said almost painfully sarcastic.

"Uncle you don't know, Ive helped my dad a lot with stuff around the house, who do you think cuts the grass?
yeah its me! anyways I need a car ..." I was surprised as he intently listened while now resting his left hand
on my right thigh with his fingers touching the inside of my thigh, "um..because I..." I continued rambling on
while his rough unwashed hands stroked soo high on my soft thigh. My voice was breaking a lot during my responses.
Luckily he didn't move anywhere further favoring to caress my smooth legs which I felt I should ignore for the sake

of my brand spanking new car.

After 5 minutes of conversation, Uncle Gerry's face seemed to change drastically, "Soo if I declined the
food and told your family that I didn't want any further deliveries, you would not get your car?" He asked
with much anxiety.

I felt a huge wave of pain and frustration at what I heard him say, almost felt as though I was betrayed some
how. "I guess so but why would you do that? mom and dad loves you they want to give you food, and its really a
win win situation for the both of us right uncle" I replied with bubbly enthusiasm. Even though I was trying to
win his favor I felt a bit more exposed and almost naked with my scantily clad body sitting in the caked dirty couch with my large uncle sexually touching my body.

"What if I wanted something from you Jaymee" My Uncle grinned breaking all pretenses and sending fear and panic through my body. I gathered my thoughts quickly, "Uncle No I don't need a car that bad, you are dis...you are family you cant want me to.." I panicked.

"Baby you are my niece so No I wont ask for sex if that's what you think I was gonna say" He answered. Surely
rehearsing his response to me a head of time. "But look at you, you are a freaken HOT stunning teenager so maybe we can find a win win situation"

I was quite ready to run away. I scanned the door across the room and realized that he might just pull me back down on the couch right there and rape me. I was breathing rapidly imagining him tearing my body a part with his slobbering wet mouth and that monster he has barely concealed in his pants.

"How about this, you let me lick those god darn perfect legs of yours until I'm content and you wont even have to take of any clothes, no penetration, no oral on your part, soo practically no sex at all just me kissing your sexy legs and maybe your tummy too"

My heart was beating so fast I thought I was dying. I was utterly disgusted by this man, but the images of him
pounding me from behind and on top of me crushing me until I was nothing under his growing obese body made me  soo painfully excited. I was in total fear, but it was started to feel almost good. I was almost sure I would decline and run out of the place but before I realized it I had say "Yes" to his deal. I screamed "NO i mean no no no no" in my head.

"Baby a deals a deal, now get lay back into the arm rest over there and relax" My disgusting uncle said to me as he pushed my arm directing me to rest my back on the end. I pulled my tiny hoodie over my head and shut it close over my face as I tightened my upper body.

I felt his hands rubbing my thighs. He worked slow steady caresses over sensitive parts of my skin. I then heard
him take long breaths as his facial hair rubbed against my smooth shins. My legs were raised then lowered as he
found different ways of taking in my aroma. "god, beautiful, fuck" were constantly uttered from his mouth as his
hands worked my toned thighs.

I tried to think about something else, going home..I saw my moms beautiful smile and my dads warm voice talk to me I saw... then I felt his hot wet tongue slobber the inside of my left thigh making such disgusting noises as it made small strokes over me. His tongue on me was such a shocking feeling that It was all I could focus on as I desperately tried to tighten my upper body further in some useless attempt at distracting my senses.

I traced in my mind where that thick hot wet tongue was on my legs as it stimulated my athletic legs into a frozen position inadvertently giving my uncle enough room to trace the edge of my shorts leaving hot saliva running down my inner thighs.

He started working harder tonguing me and his hot devouring breath penetrated my now shaking cold legs as the tongue bath continued. "God you hot little slut" I heard him say as he took a breath before pulling my right leg high enough to tongue the back of my entire thigh from my slightly exposed but cheek to under my trembling knees.


The wet slimy salvia coated my legs making them sensitive to the drafts coming from the wide open door into the house. "how does this feel Jaymee?" He asked with a sly cheeky chuckle. "Disgusting its mmm gggahhhh god" I didn't realize that I was holding my breath through the experience so far I broke mid sentence into gasps and moans to my overweight uncle's delight.

"you are the youngest and definitely the hottest thing I have ever tasted" Before I could comprehend his sentence I was in another heavy breathing and moaning session as I felt him let the hot saliva collect on his enormous tongue before he sent it again on the inside of my thighs.

He stopped. A few seconds went by and I peeked out the hoodie to see him smile before diving back down into my thighs making me witness him actually lower his giant head over my legs and sweep his gross alien like tongue over my quivering wet thighs. The sickest feeling started to grow in my stomach as I watched him violate me, feeling his warm wetness move around my naked legs as I watched it dominating me. I was glued to his face licking away at me.

I felt him force me to move. I understood that now he wanted me to get on my knees with my ass facing him and my face over the armrest. I reluctantly obeyed. And soon the familiar feeling of gross wetness traced the back of my legs running longer slower strokes almost like they were meant to penetrate my body.

After a few minutes I heard an elastic sound and I turned to see him release his gigantic monster of a penis. I
immediately started squirming in an attempt to get out of there before he calmed me down. "Dont worry this isn't going anywhere he assured me. In reality he had me so tight in his grasp that he could have raped me right there.

But he started beating his meat while I stayed perfectly still and after a few short moans from him I felt the
burning heat from his hot white semen shoot all over the back of my legs.
After a few more shots on me he used his large rough hands and worked the cum into my skin like lotion to my
disgust.I was about to step off the couch when I felt him reach for my waist and pull me into him. I was in panic as I felt my ass touch his belly. His monstrous cock slid past my thighs burning with heat against my skin before he held my thighs closer closing on his penis. I was scared and ashamed of what I was doing but I just let him take all control.

He started bouncing me back and forth against him pumping his cock with my long thighs as he quickly reached for my breasts into his large hands pulling my sweater a bit higher over my body to reveal all of my toned stomach. He felt me up with unforgiving squeezes while pumping his cock between my legs building speed. And with a couple dozen more thrust he started spraying me again but this time up towards my tummy landing every where from my stomach to my arms and a bit of my chin when I was looking back at the action.

In the instant that he was finished he picked me up by my arm and threw me towards the door before telling me that this was what I was bringing to him every day. He turned and closed the door leaving me cold shivering humiliated at his front door.

I turned and got in my moms car and drove home still caked in his all encompassing seman. When I got home, I walked upstairs and into my room. I stood before my full sized mirror and looked over my body. My chin and belly with globs of cum still hanging off my skin and my long naked smooth legs shining like polish from the layer of my uncle's semen my chest raising and falling in rapid breaths as I made my way towards a long shower.

Day 2 My choices

At school the next day I was completely occupied on the events that happened. I saw his face licking me over,
deeper and deeper. When I got home I was breathing quite heavily. I saw the food I was to deliver to him sitting
across from me on the dinner table. I went to my room and changed and 20 minutes later I was stepping out of my car and walking towards his front door.
When I left the house I was wearing a Grey body tight sleeved shirt with a knee black high skirt but as soon as I
got to his house I yanked the skirt off while nearing the corner and was in my black panties that were in fact my
favorite thong in my closet.

I made my way across the 4 house complex eying the windows to see if I was getting any attention when I saw Uncle Gerry's door open. He appeared in an old Hawaiian button shirt and some ridiculous dirty brown shorts and looked at me in disbelief. "Wow If I didn't see this I wouldn't have believed it, you got my text I see. Very nice body Jaymee"

I was shaking terribly as I made my way to him with so much on display. When I got to him I found his hand grabbing a firm cheek and pulled me into his body and hugged me with such sarcasm.
I was led into his house for what I imagine was more uncle to niece's butt legs and thighs time. But I was suddenly filled with horror as I came into the living room to find 5 boys who I could only assume were 16 years old.

"Boys this is Jaymee, see I told you this is gonna be special this time. She is my helper for the day."
I was turning to leave when I felt his body close in on me. "Look over there.." he grinned as I turned to see two
cameras facing me with the kids just a few meters away admiring me half naked. "you listen to me now girl" his
voice raged in my ear. I was now more afraid then I had ever been. It was dawning on me that he had me under his complete control now. "Kids watch this, if kids are bad they get.." My eyes nearly popped from my face when his hand went full force on to my exposed but cheeks.

The kids laughed in unison as my Uncle demonstrated a full slap on my cheeks. Any grown man would drool at such an act but these young boys simply laughed thinking it was the funniest thing they ever saw.

"Why don't you boys play the game I taught you with Jaymee" the boys eagerly ran up to me and waited for something while they smiled talked amongst each other.

"Jaymee, when I turn on the music you and the boys dance. When the music stops their tongue must somewhere there is skin showing on the person who is it" Though I explained the rules the boys were waiting for the it person to arrive and finally you are here"

The anxiety was building as I eyed the boys each claiming stake on some exposed area of my body ready to land there wet little tongues on me.

The music went on and the expression on Uncle Gerry's face shook me into action as I started rocking my hips to the tune of baby got back while the boys jumped around me. After 9 seconds the music stopped and almost as quickly as I prepared my body, the boys slammed there faces into my exposed lower body, tickling me with little squirming tongues.

The chubby one had my left arm in his hand with his tongue on my forearm while another was on his knees with his face turned sideways resting his warm tongue on my right calve. One was on my upper thigh while another was bold enough to have his whole tongue on the top part of my cleavage while the other rested on the back of my left thigh which I felt the most due to his hot breath on me.

"Oh joey you were last, yo have to lick her butt" Gerry said teasingly to the skinny freckled face boy.
"The other boys laughed causing there tongues to move quite a bit around my skin. My knees were about to buckle.
"Sure its girl Butt that's hot right?" joey laughed as he went from my calves to behind me only to send a long slippery stroke with his tongue from the the top of my thighs over a cheek. I looked over at the camera and felt
the defeat utterly.

The music started again and again I started dancing. Uncle Gerry pretended to reach for the player making the boys lick me trying to be the first one to land their tongues. Now two boys were in front of me and two behind me while I danced. The music stopped and a boy on each of my arms pulled me down and one had a tongue on my neck while the other had one on my temple. Of course the ones that bothered me were the three that were fighting for a spot licking over my ass and legs for a position.

"Boys all three of you lick her butt you all lose this time" he laughed.
"Hahah fine with that lets lick the this girl hard!" the chubby one said acting quite macho.
Three tongues took turns making thick lines of saliva over my round perfect butt.

The game continued for a few more turns with me in different positions taking more and more lickings from these little kids I had no idea about. Feeling them licking me all at once was quite stimulating yet sickening at the same time. I was completely unable to enjoy a moment of that game.

The pretense of the game still lasted but it had evolved to whomever can keep there tongues moving on my exposed skin the longest gets to kiss me on the mouth. such games were enjoyed by the kids while I just gave up and fell to my knees letting the boys continue their games while I was finally able to escape in my mind.

The whole day my body was used as the center of games. I danced with all the boys who came to my cleavage in
height, I was the human chalk board as they drew on my skin and made me use my saliva on my hands to wipe away the slate clean I was felt up in game of nervous where Uncle Gerry told me I had to let them get quite far before I stopped them. But nothing that day was worse then Uncle Gerry asked them to tickle me. I was in pain from there young eager hands groping me from every angle and direction. After washing up around 7pm I was told to take the boys home about four blocks away.

After initially rejecting the idea, I succumbed to my Uncle's reminder of the video of me. I was walked to the door and forced tread out into the cold night air. I instantly felt the cold air hit my wet glazed skin making causing goose bumps to form over my body. The boys held my arms to encourage me to start walking. The secluded street turned into a lit alley and I was shaking in fear of being caught in my outfit. I am usually afraid to walk home alone in well lit streets but me in just a short top and such small thong panties out in the open was like I was guaranteed to be chased down and raped.

I was now led with my arms in tow of two boys with another pair of arms on my lower exposed back and just under my left butt cheek. There were noises from a lot of homes as we passed. Lights turned on automatically putting me under a spot light as we passed the houses. The groping started on my ass and stomach as we strolled into another adjoining alley. I was so focused on keeping a look out for dangers that I zoned most of the touching on me from my senses.

We turned another corner that connected to a small plaza, "Jaymee were here you can go back now" the chubby one said to me as I looked around for people. "You must be so cold, you are shaking" Another said as he gave my right cheek a good slap before turning to leave. The boys excitedly waved goodbye and ran off laughing at me and there great babysitting experience I was to them.

I started heading back to my uncle's house. The alleys seemed even more active as I returned down the path. I had to duck a few times behind garbage bins when cars drove in and out. I rounded another corner and my heart jumped in my chest when I saw three men walk out from in front of me cutting me off not realizing I was there. I looked for a place to hide but the street was completely wide open.

"Man guys you should have seen the jail bait that was walking through here earlier. She was with a couple of kids" A white bearded man gloated as he rubbed his pants. "No kidding, what was she wearing, tell me it was those skin tight pants those girlies where to them yoga classes...ummm Id be ripping a hold in those pants with my boner!" the larger man said with a deep laugh.

"No you would have to see it to believe it, I was coming from the garage when I saw her. Pant less! She was in a
freaken thong! her bare ass thighs and ass was in clear view. I ran to my balcony and started jerking off when she was strolling by and boy she was a looker. It must be one of those truth or dare games. These boys these days can get girls as hot as them to do anything I reckon."

"No way, shes just walking around in the alley with just a thong? If I saw her I would rip her apart, take her home
and never let her go...always wanted myself a hot little young sex slave" The large man chuckled. The men were
leaning on there dark fence as they discussed how they would fuck me in every excruciating detail of their fantasy. I felt soo much fear and loathing for these men that I was completely frozen. I was just a foot away laying on my stomach with my sides against the fence. The bushes that grew over the fence was just long enough for me to hide more than half of my body. But I was soo close to the men that they could probably see me through the foliage if they turned to their right.

The third man had his cigarette extended over my direction and he let loose hot embers that landed softly on my legs and exposed shoulder causing me to clench in pain. The men continued asking in detail how I was dressed.

"She must be like 16-or 17 man she was absolutely young and fuckable..god I wish we had her right here" The bearded man said as he sent a hot ember towards me causing me yet another painful clench as it landed on my exposed cheek.
"We could take her from every hole. triple team that slut until she was broken" the large man spoke as if I he
wanted for me to hear his vile words.

The only option seemed for me to wait until they were done and returned inside. The air got much colder in the
following minutes. One man left inside the house only to return with three thick jackets. "Here, wow its pretty
cold out here im freezing, but we don't always get a chance to drink and smoke like this anymore..right guys"
The men cheered as they drank warm in there jackets. I was shivering beyond control with my nearly naked body
mostly exposed to the chilly breezes that curved around the contours of my body. I made out the insignia on the
jackets of the men, it was the local painters that most the town hired for their summer re decorations.

Somehow through the extremely descriptive stories of my rape passed between the old brothers I manage to find peace and I drifted into sleep.  I woke up to a grey sky and still cold breezes. My entire body was curled up against the fence as I weathered the night. The men must have finished and left hours before leaving me in my sleep out in the cold early morning. I slowly navigated my way back to my uncle's house to retrieve my car. I found a note on the door step that read "I expected you back after you took the boys home I hope you are reading this and are safe..go home and call me tonight. Your car keys are under the mat"

I drove home and snuck in before diving into my thick warm blankets for hours. In my sleep I saw myself actually being discovered by the three men while hiding from them. I saw their hungry faces slobbering over me. I saw my body being slammed hard by three giant cocks throwing me from cock to cock like a inflatable doll. I woke up in cold sweats as I breathed uncontrollably. My inner thighs were quite wet, I knew I had orgasmed in my sleep.

I was in constant excitement as I thought about letting myself be used by those men. My heart raced as I asked my dad to hire the brothers to come over and paint the game room and I added my room to make the project an all day job. That afternoon after dad and mom left for work I started rummaging through my drawers to find the outfit I had been spotted in that night. I found the perfect black thong and soon had the smallest light blue tank top that cut off just at the top of my abs.

I gave myself many looks over in the mirror and admired the effect on my ass in such accentuating thongs it had strings that held the small pieces together teasingly. I waited impatiently on the couch for a quarter of an hour before the door bell rang. I slowly walked towards the door and fought the screaming in my head as I peeked up against the door to see the three men on the other side of the door.

I calmed my self down for a few seconds before I turned the door nob and slowly poked my upperbody to the side. The men were immediately reacting to my appearence and slurred a bit, "I camee ahh cuz ahh, I mean were here to..ahhmmm paint the umm room" is your dad home?"

"Oh you are the painters? Yeah I thought you knew where to start, its actually back outside around the back...but if you dont mind what I am  wearing you can follow me and Ill take you there through the house" I spoke holding back nervous  trembles in my throat. I stepped back and opened the door and turned to walk down the hall."

My legs were slightly shaking and then I heard the bearded man whisper to the other men, "Fuck that's her, that's the girl I saw last night, I cant believe it, look at that body christ!!" I saw in the reflections as I lead them
towards the back, they were all studying my body with a focus that made my body burn with lust. I heard the door close behind me and I knew that they had me now in an empty house all alone in less then swimsuit models wear.

"So beardy! I heard you wanted to eat my ass and you fatty? you want me on my knees sucking you and I am not forgetting you chuckles...I can take you and your brothers all night like you wanted when you were stroking
yourself last night talking about me." I confidently surrendered myself, "I'm all yours...so where do you want me" was my final words before I was put through hours of relentless pounding between the overweight bodies of the Old Lowell Brothers.

I got my new car daddy promised me, I still babysit once a week for the boys, I also have a full time "job" in the
Lowell painting company, and I love delivering my body to my Uncle's house every day for a full body tongue massage.

To Be Continued.


The Trio Part I

oldbondsie on Forced Stories

Everyday after school I walked home with my friends before changing into shorts and a t-shirt, grabbing my basketball and heading up to garden, what we called the local basketball courts, with my friends.  There were multiple cliques that hung out up there, one of them was a group of sophomores from the local private school: St. Thomas'.  All of the groups had their "groupies" that came with them, cheered, hung out with their boyfriends, they added a certain "real" aspect to the games that we all enjoyed.  Anyways, the private school clique always brought along a particular trio of attractive young ladies.  We had met a couple times at parties and on the courts, their names were Lenina, Lauren and Elena.  It was pretty clear th

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at almost every guy at the garden wanted them, even though they were only sophomores.  It wasn't a secret that they got around and particularly enjoyed each others' company.

 Well, as it was nearing the end of my senior year, and my days of hanging out and playing at the garden were limited, I decided to make it my goal to fuck all three of them.  I first targeted Lenina.  She was probably the least attractive of the three, when two guys were with them she was always the odd one out.  Despite that, she was still pretty damn hot.  On this particular Friday afternoon she was wearing her school uniform with a few modifications since the end of the day, rolling the waist band of her skirt up so that her tan sexy thighs were showing.  She also had unbuttoned the top three buttons of her blouse, showing off some cleavage and her bra straps.  She was about 5'5" with average size breasts but golden tan skin that I couldn't help but find excuses to touch everytime we met up.  After a particularly impressive game I approached her.  Her friends giggled as they noticed me approaching, I smiled. 

 

"Hey you," I said flirtingly to her.  "Hey yourself," she responded.  "So, are you going to Blake's beach party tonight?" I asked her.  "I don't know, probably, it depends on what Elena wants to do," she said.  "Why's that?" I asked.  She looked at me like I was crazy.  "Well we always do stuff together," she responded in a snotty voice.  I smiled, amused.  "Yeah, everyone knows that.  But why does she decide?"  

 

She looked at me as if I had said something blasphemous. "Well because," she said, flustered.  I grinned and snuck my arm around her, whispering in her ear "It should be all about you, sweetheart."  She looked at me again, surprised, not used to being the one getting all the attention.  Lauren and Elena were clearly surprised too, staring at us, more particularly, me.  I looked at them behind Lenina's head and smirked.  "Well, I think you should show up," I said softly to her in a farewell sort of way.  "Looks like we're running it back, talk to you later, I hope."  I said, jogging back onto the court to take the check, leaving all three staring, bewildered.

 

My friends and I arrived at the beach party around 10:00.  I sat down at the bonfire next to another senior, Stacy.  She smiled at me as I sat down, I returned the gesture.  Someone passed me a bottle of vodka and I took a huge swig before passing to to Stacy.  I was going to miss this, college would be awesome, but these thoughtless nights of nothing but flirting, sex, alcohol and mischief would be missed.  

 

I looked to the left and saw the trio of private school girls.  They had all changed into more casual but sexy outfits.  Lenina was wearing a blue tube top and a khaki skirt that went about halfway down her thighs.  Her blond hair hung down a little past her shoulders.  We made eye contact and she looked away, seeing me with Stacy.  I excused myself and got up, walking towards her.  Her friends giggled and walked away, leaving her to try and compose herself.  Despite the fact that their trio got a lot of attention, not only was she the least popular of the three, but none of the three got too much attention from seniors from Woodland.  They usually only got hit on by seniors from St. Thomas.  

 

"Hey! I didn't think I'd see you."  I said to her.  "Well, here I am," she said, flustered and nervous.  "You don't have to be nervous, Nina (which is what her friends called her), I think you're an amazing young lady."  She was taken aback even more, I cracked my trademark smile and she was sucked right in, her eyes softened and I immediately knew she was mine.  

 

For the next hour I played it slow, we made out some, we would sit around the bonfire drinking and smoking, by midnight she was all over me.  "Dude, you wanna' get out of here?" she said to me with slightly slurred speech.  I grinned, "Yeah, I guess.   I'm going to miss this y'know," I said.  "What?" she asked.  "Just these parties, I'm gonna be gone so soon, it seems like there's so many things I haven't done," I said, intriguing her, "And so many people I wish I'd gotten to know better," I added, staring straight into her eyes as we walked up the hill. Damn she was easier to play than a game of solitaire when there's no one around to see you cheat.  Eventually we were up the hill and in Blake's house where the party had spilled into.  I took her by the hand and whisked her up to their family's game room which had a huge couch, a few comfy chairs and an exercise ball.  

 

"Nate, I just want you to know, that you're like, the sweetest guy ever." She said, beaming up at me.  I smiled again before sitting her down on the couch next to me.  

 

I pulled out the last card, "Y'know, since I first saw you I wanted you.  You are the most beautiful woman I've ever seen.  I don't even care that you're younger than me.  I've wanted to say this for so long, you can't even imagine."  She looked at me startled, before giggling again and leaning in to kiss me.  I embraced her tightly, putting her hand on my ass and sneaking mine onto her breasts.  She moaned as I started to massage her nipples through her tube top.  I broke our wild-make out to begin sucking on her neck and upper chest.  She squealed in delight.  "Ohhh god I want you."  She moaned loudly.  I reached my hand up her skirt and was pleased to feel no panties.  I started to rub her pussy, slow at first, and then as I remembered that this was purely out of lust, violently.  She let out a wild lustful moan that quickly transferred into a screech of pleasure and I jammed two fingers into her cunt.  I used my other hand to yank her tube top below her breasts, catching one of her nipples in my mouth and sucking on it like crazy, flicking it with my tongue.

 

This was going to be incredible, I had never actually gotten with a girl only for the sake of lust, I had always felt an emotional attachment.  This was different, I was going to wreck this slut.  "FUCK I'M CUMMING!" she shrieked as my fingering went on.  I felt her hot juices spill out of her cunt.  I unbuttoned her skirt and pulled it off her shaking legs.  She looked up at me, moaning in pleasure.  "I love you Nate," she said in a sigh of passion.  I grinned, "Can't say the same for you," I thought to myself.  I lowered my head in between her legs.  She moaned in anticipation.  Without warning I dove my tongue into her pussy, finding her clit and sucking on it ravenously.  "FUCKKKK YES! FUCK FUCK FUCK!  OH MY GOD EAT MY PUSSY! EAT IT! FUCK IT FEELS SOOOO GOOD! AHHHH FUCK YES!" she went on like this for at least five minutes.  She was cumming like a waterfall after only twenty seconds or so.  My lust was out of control, she begged me to stop for a second but I refused, eating her out at a ridiculous pace.  

 

Eventually she pushed me away with both her feet and her hands.  "stop!" she shouted to me.  I looked at her in surprise, her cum all over my lips.  "Just wait," she said.  The alcohol and weed was taking its tole on her.  "I love you so much, but is anything going to change if we do this?"  She asked desperately.  I grinned, "Of course not."  I stated to unbutton my pants while sucking on her tits again.  She let out a hissing moan as my tongue assaulted her nipples.  She closed her eyes shouting in pleasure.  I kissed her again, wildly.  My tongue was all over her, from her mouth to her neck and breasts again and then right back up.  My hands were all over her tits and her legs.  "Wait," she sighed, clearly struggling against her urges, but in vain.  "I'm not sure I want to do this," she said.  Lauren and Elena are always the ones who do this, not me.  "It's ok Nina, I just want to be with you, it's going to be ok," I said in a comforting voice.  "But..." she started before I stuck my tongue into her mouth again.  She moaned, holding me to her, her lust had finally won over. 

 

Without warning I slammed my 7x7 cock into her.  I swear I almost came right then and there.  I had expected a loose slut's pussy, but she had been a virgin.  I had snapped her hymen into shreds.  She broke our kiss and shrieked in pain, tears pouring out of her eyes.  I grabbed her hands holding them in mine, trying to console her.  I actually felt terribly guilty, I had honestly not expected a virgin.  She sobbed, "I can't, it hurts too much."  I whispered consoling words into her ear, telling her I loved her and that I was sorry I hadn't been more gentle.  She continued to sob, it was actually quite erotic because despite my guilt, I had started to thrust, although at a slow pace and while she was convulsing from her sobs, she was also doing so due to the pleasure she was experiencing.  She was about to cum, this got me started.  I kissed her, hard, holding her head to mine and starting to thrust harder and faster.  She let out a high pitch moan, trying to scream from both pain and pleasure.  She pushed me away eventually, screaming, her eyes lit up in passion and lust.  She started to meet all my thrusts, "FUCK YEAH! FUCK ME LIKE A SLUT! OHHHH GOD IT FEELS GOOD!" she shouted to me.  There we go, now things were going well.  I hit my real pace, increasing to about twice as fast as I had been going.  "FUCK FUCK FUCK!" She was in disbelief at how she was feeling.  I grabbed her hips and picked her up, sitting down on the exercise ball and bouncing like crazy.  She started to bounce too, it took awhile for her to get the rhythm right, but once she did it was amazing.  She shrieked at the top of her lungs the whole time, the sound of our pelvises smashing against each other was drowned out completely by her cries of passion.  She came over and over, by the time we switched positions the ball and the floor below it were covered in sweat and cum.  I picked her up and positioned her on all fours on the floor.  She moaned as I rubbed the tip of my cock against her pussy lips.  

 

"Oh yeah, stick that cock in me again."  She moaned.  I grinned, turning her head and kissing her passionately.  I grabbed her hair and slammed my cock into her without warning.  She screamed in pleasure, bucking back against me.  I decided to make it a competition and started to thrust as fast as I could.  She couldn't keep up, it wasn't even close.  Before long I had her cumming like a waterfall, her cum just flying out of her pussy and onto her thighs.  Legs turned me on more than any other body part and I pulled out abruptly to lick all her cum up off her thighs.  She was convulsing like crazy and collapsed right onto my face. She shouted in shock and pleasure as I immediately started to eat her out, even faster than before.  She screached, her nails scratching the floor her feet kicking.  "fuck yeahhhh! fuckkkk! OH MY GOD YESSS! YES I'M CUMMING! I'M CUMMING AGAIN! FUCK YEAHHHH!" she was shotuing at the top of her lungs.  After her latest ridiculously wet orgasm I slid myself under her, my dick at the entrance to her still convulsing vagina.

 

She sighed, collapsing onto my chest, "I can't take anymore.  Oh my godddd even when Lauren and Elena were both eating me I didn't cum like that. I didn't know it was possible to cum like that."  I grinned, I loved knowing I had done the job, too bad that wasn't enough for me.

 

I slaped her ass with both hands, causing her to start.  Hah, like she'd actually thought I would stop now.  I slammed my cock up into her again.  Her pussy spasmed immediately, dumping more cum onto my balls.  She screamed. "NO, I can't... OH GOD IT FEELS GOOOOD! FUCKKKKK ME! YEAHHH FUCK MY PUSSY HARD!" she yelled at the top of her lungs.  I started to suck and twist her nipples.  She was screaching like a banshee, I fixed my eyes on her.  She placed her hands on my chest, bouncing like a wild whore.  I grabbed her hands off my chest and placed them on her breasts, making her rub her own nipples faster tahn she ever had.   "FUCK! FUUUUUCK OHHHH GOD NATE! FUCK ME HARDER! YESSSSS OHHH SHIT! FUCKKKK YOU'RE SO HUGE! I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE! IM CUMMING! OHHH GOOOOD I'M CUMMING AGAIN!!!!!" she shrieked.

 

The homestretch was here.  I turned over, grabbed one of her sexy firm thighs and wrapped it around my back.  I slammed her down onto the floor roughly and inserted my tongue into her mouth, wildly licking her tongue, trying to make her deep throat my tongue.  She gagged and pushed me away, looking at me in amazement.  "God damn you.  You're trying to kill me," she said, looking at my chiseled chest in amazement.  I grinned before starting to my signature last gear.  The sound of my balls hitting her ass was like a machine gun.  Without warning I started a pace that would give Peter North a run for his money.  She shrieked, cumming already.  I grabbed her tits with both hands and squeezed them, sending jolts of pleasure through her the likes of which she never knew existed.  I felt her ass, legs and entire lower body shaking uncontrollably.  She was shrieking non-stop, her face contorted in pain and pleasure.  I grabbed her hands and held them to the floor, smashing my cock into her abused pussy over and over. "FUCK YES! OH GOD! OHHH MY GOD!  I'M FUCKING CUMMIN AGAIN! AHHHHH IM CUMMING"! That was all I heard for almost 5 minutes, although I was tuned out.  When I got into my last gear I tuned everything out but my wild attack on the girl's pussy.  She hooked her feet together behind my back, "FUCKKKK!" she shrieked, pulling me into her even harder with her legs and squeezing me between them.  I grabbed her nipples and twisted them violently, licking her face, neck and breasts wildly like an animal.  "I'M GONNA' CUM NINA!" I shouted at the top of my lungs. "YEAHHHHH FUCKING CUM IN ME! OHHHHH GOD! I'M CUMMING AGAIN! CUM WITH ME! FUUUUUCK!" she was shrieking like no girl I'd ever been with.  I slammed into her as hard as I could for another 10 seconds before blasting a huge load into her pussy.  As the hot liquid stuck to her insides she shrieked, tons of cum exploding out of her pussy, seeping out of the edges around my cock.  I moaned wildly, continuing my wild thrusting for another minute in which she came non-stop. She kept shrieking at the same high-pitch tone.  I sat up, keeping my cock in her and laid her down on teh pool table, thrusting into her as fast as I could for another minute, wanting to get every ounce of cum out.  Then I lowered myself to her pussy and tortured her, eating her out for another few minutes.  She wrapped her legs around my head "FUCKKKK EAT ME! YEAHHHH!  OH GOD!"  After eating her to another two orgasms her legs slackened and fell around my shoulders.  She was almost passed out.  I held her legs over my shoulders and leaned forward before, without warning, slamming my cock into her again, immediately in the fastest pace I could.  "FUCK! OHHHHHHHHH GOD! I CAN'T TAKE NAYMORE! IM CUMMING! FUCK I CAN'T TAKE! I'M FUCKING CUMMING! OHHHH GOD I'M CUMMING!!!!!!  FUCKKKKKK I'M CUMMMMMMMMING!" She screamed wildly before passing out, "FUCKKKKK YESSSSSSS FUCK I'M CUMMIGN I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE!" she shrieked as she lost consciousness.  My lust was out of control, I lowered myself to her and licked her entire body wildly.  She was still moaning, despite having lost consciousness, I leaned forward, licking her breasts, her neck and her face wildly, grabbing her hips with my hands and pumping her wildly for another minute until I erupted into another huge load.  Halfway through it I pulled my cock out and sprayed it all over her tits and face.  The sudden burst of liquid caused her to wake up and I lunged forward, sticking it in her mouth.  She moaned in protest at first before sucking it ravenously.  I grabbed the back of her head and thrusted down her throat as hard as I could.  She screamed as I fingered her at the same time.  Once she had sucked me clean and came again we both collapsed on the pool table in a lake of our juices.  I kissed her wildly, fingering her more until she passed out.  Then I got up, got dressed and left here there.  Grinning as I walked downstairs to find the next one.

A girl and her tentacle monster 4

Ryu on Supernatural Stories

About 5 in the afternoon I heard the front door slam. I pulled my penis from Mommy’s throat, letting her breathe again as my little sister called out that she was home. The last two hours had been wonderful. After getting Mommy pregnant with my lover’s children (I knew they were his, not mine), I’d spent the rest of the time getting her as full of my semen as possible before trying to cover her with it. I’d been pretty successful, too. The bed was slick and smelled of our juices, Mommy’s hair was matted and crusty, and we’d been rubbing her body all over to spread out my cum.

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.5in">I liked having sex in Mommy’s bottom a lot. It was so tight and I didn’t have to keep stopping to let her breathe like with her mouth, though I liked how her tongue made me feel too. After I’d filled up her womb, I hadn’t experienced the same intensity of feeling, almost like I was trying to save up cum for what it was intended to do, but it was fun putting that buzzing plug in Mommy’s bottom to keep all that cum there. I scolded her for not being able to keep it all in herself, but her solution proved to be even more arousing.

As we heard my little sister rummaging around downstairs, Mommy called to her through the white bubbles she kept burping up from all the semen in her tummy, telling her to come up when she was ready. I was almost ready to pop again, so I (or was it my other self? I couldn’t tell anymore) forced her face back on my penis and pushed down her throat. When I heard her choke and moan at the same time, the cum already in her stomach spilling past her lips, I lost it and began filling her throat for the third time. I was so proud of Mommy when she tried and tried to swallow more, but she just couldn’t fit any more in there. It started to gush from her nose as her eyes rolled backwards as she came, and I pulled out to spray her down again. I loved seeing Mommy coated in cum, sitting on her knees while shaking in delight, all the while holding her bloated tummy.

After a few minutes, we heard my little sis coming up the stairs to check on me. When she got about halfway up, she stopped, and I smiled knowing she’d encountered the smell of what we were doing. It might have grossed her out under normal circumstances, but this was full of the same pheromones I’d used to turn Mommy into my new toy. A few tentative steps later, she was at the door, her voice almost dreamlike as she opened it to reveal the scene.

She was only a year younger than me, but with brownish hair and eyes like Daddy. About three inches shorter than me, she was about as skinny and was even further away from maturity than I was. Her school uniform, the same knee length plaid dress, white cotton button down shirt, and knee socks I had to wear just added to the image of innocence I found hard to resist.

I knew I had to let her be the one to make the first move, give me signs that what I wanted to do was what she wanted too. It was all part of the entrapment. Thinking back, I probably should have been worried about these thoughts and the use of words I hadn’t really known before, vulgar or otherwise, but it seems so trivial now. All my attention was focused on the confused look of undefined desire that was firmly planted on my sister’s face.

She looked at Mommy and me, and I knew she could only see what she was prepared to. That’s how no one had been able to see how huge my tummy had been his morning. She walked in slowly, seeming to try and form words but fighting through the fog her mind was in now.

Mommy was too full of cum to talk, having coughed up just enough to let her breathe but the sticky slime still coating her vocal chords, so I greeted her first. It was probably as surreal as one could get when I asked her what I missed at school. I didn’t really care, I just needed her to stay and get a nice, big lungful of what I later learned were called aphrodisiacs that hung in the air. I didn’t really have to worry, as I got half muttered sentences and a glazed look that fixated on my boobies. I smiled at her and moved in, slowly pulling her towards me and getting no resistance. When I kissed her like I had Mommy, she just stood there and let me do it. After a bit, she seemed to figure out what to do, pressing back and even adding her own tongue to the mix.

It was so hot, I could barely stand it. But I had to. Mommy had been exposed for hours, and I had no idea how quickly the higher concentration would fully bring my little sis under my control. I pulled away and asked if she’d like to try kissing Mommy. The dazed half grunt seemed to say yes, so I brought her over. Mommy got up on her knees, bringing her face about to my sisters, and I watched the two of them make out. The cum still on Mommy’s lips would accelerate the change, and the way she smeared the coating on her body all over my sister’s face and clothes had me aching for another cum in moments.

Then I saw Mommy put her hand on her stomach, above her full womb, and press down. A rush of my cum flooded from her mouth and into my sister’s, causing her to gag a bit as Mommy held her tightly, keeping their lips together. Needless to say I was very upset. I pulled Mommy away roughly, throwing her to the ground before taking her place and pushing on my sister’s stomach, forcing her to regurgitate most of what she had swallowed into my own mouth.

Thankfully, the look in her eyes was not of fear, but of insatiable, if unrecognized, lust. I apologized to her for Mommy’s behavior, and told her I’d make it up to her soon enough. With that, I turned to Mommy and looked at her angrily. The look she returned reminded me of a disobedient dog knowing it was in trouble.

I knew she was merely trying to help me in the seduction as she promised, but I still had to teach her that she was not to do anything without my permission. A wicked idea crossed my mind. Now that her stomach had room, I told her that her task was to clean the bed of our past love making. She had to clean it all up using only her mouth, would not be allowed to cum till I said so, and before I wanted to use it again, or she would get a real punishment. She went to work immediately, the sounds of her slurping up my semen and both our girl cum filling the room as I turned back to my little sis.

She was rubbing her hands on her crotch through her skirt, confused as to what to do but a complete slave to her body’s need to do something, anything. I instructed her to undress slowly for me, and she did, seeming to realize my and Mommy’s pregnant bellies for the first time as she unbuttoned her shirt. When she stood there naked before me, I let her touch my tummy, and told her to kneel down to kiss it. She did enthusiastically, even stopping to lick my bellybutton clean of my cum.

 

If it was gonna be this easy to spread my lover’s genes around, every woman in town fit for childbirth would soon be just like me. I loved it.

 

I felt my penis shift again, and I knew it was reforming to fit the new breeding mare (new words and phrases again) I was about to fill. I heard my sister gasp before I felt her small hands wrap around the shaft. I was a bit sad I couldn’t see my penis past my belly, but the look on her face was priceless.

I reached down and pulled her up, pushing her so that she set her hands on the bed frame, her tiny butt pushed out towards me. We watched Mommy still slurping away for a few moments (she was making good time) before I told her to reach back and make sure I hit the right hole. I had an enormous load brewing, and her womb was getting every drop.

She did as she was told, and I felt the tight, wet lips of her unused kitty rubbing against the head of my penis. I remembered how much it had hurt my first time, so I knew I somehow had to convince myself to go slow. The first push got a groan of pain and pleasure from my sis, the second and third got the same. I kept pushing a bit harder each time, telling her to spread her lower lips before I finally, after at least a minute of trying, got the head to move in most of the way.

She was so tight I had to concentrate on not blowing right then and there. I hadn’t even gotten the head in and I was ready to fill her as never before. I pushed harder, again and again, till the head popped in completely. She groaned again, more in pain this time. I told her to play with the little nub atop her kitty, and the stretching of it by my penis made the button easy for her to find. I felt more and more wetness around my penis, and I kept pushing and pushing. I hit her virginity, making her squeal as I had. I held her in place for a moment, letting my precum wash over the barrier for a bit to lessen the pain.

After a minute or two of hearing Mommy still slurping, I thought it best to get it over with quickly, so I pulled back suddenly and rammed through. She squeaked through clenched teeth, but I knew she had liked it more than it had hurt. The remains of her torn virginity helped me as I slid slowly but surely further in, finally coming to rest against her cervix. Letting my precum build against it as well, I could feel it loosening around the tip, slowly opening up to let me through.

She screamed again, this time in orgasm, as the rest of my penis slid into her womb. I pulled her back, exposing her tummy to Mommy, and showed the woman who had borne us both the large bulge my penis made in her youngest daughter’s stomach. I pulled her head back, forcing her to arch around because of my own bloated womb, and gave her another sloppy kiss before letting her go and beginning to ram into her mercilessly.

I called her all kinds of dirty names, the kinds of names normally not said to a family member. I told her she was my bitch now, and explained all about how I was gonna make her bear my babies for the rest of her life. I told her how her breasts would grow out to make milk for them, and she’d cum as our babies suckled them and I filled her womb with another batch. I told her she’d beg for it every time. Judging by how hard she kept cuming, I was pretty sure she loved the idea.

I reached up and grabbed her hair, pulling her head back and letting her scream her joy, lifting up one of her legs and placing the ankle on my shoulder. She braced herself as best she could, trying to reach down to my tummy as she begged for my seed but being forced to hold on for dear life through the force of my thrusts.

I could see Mommy was clearly having trouble slurping up the rest of the cum, probably another cup or two, as her belly filled back up, but I gave her an incentive. If she finished up before I did, I’d let her hear me impregnating my darling little sister, and maybe cum at the same time.

It did the trick. Mommy forced her stomach to hold more as she sucked it all down. I could see it pooling in her mouth, blocking off her airway because there was nowhere for it to go down. I called her over to me, my sister still screaming in ecstasy beneath me, and let her drool as much as she needed to into my hungry mouth so she could breathe. No more, though. I wanted her stuffed full. I couldn’t put a plug in her throat, so I had to keep an eye on Mommy to make sure she was well behaved.

She then moved and put her ear against my sister’s tummy, moaning in joy as if I was pumping her as well. It was too much for me. My hopes to hold it back just a little longer were dashed when I heard my sis tell Mommy how happy she would be to be knocked up like this. I screeched in ecstasy, telling Mommy just in time that she could cum too, before the first squirt flooded my sister’s womb.

It was even better than when I’d impregnated Mommy. My toes curled and my hands left large bruises on my sister’s skin as gush after thick, sticky gush rushed into her. A pure eternity of bliss unlike any I’d experienced since my own impregnation, and perhaps greater. I wondered if it was just me getting better at it, or if it was that she was a virgin. I couldn’t tell which I wanted more.

I watched Mommy through the stars I saw, shaking hard as her head was pushed outwards by my sister’s rapidly expanding belly. Thankfully I had the presence of mind to pull her out of the position she was in and put her on her back on the floor. It might have gotten really painful otherwise as her belly kept getting bigger and bigger.

Mommy actually started to get a bit worried that I might hurt, or even kill her. The size of her belly was already almost as big as ours, and I was still coming. Something told me she’d be fine, and it hadn’t let me down yet, so I told Mommy to be quiet and help me finish.

She reached around beneath us, still wearing that concerned mother look, and began stroking my kitty and running her nails across what little of my penis was not buried in my sister. The inflow of cum increased again, and my sis grunted from the stretching. She looked absolutely absurd now.

I finally stopped cumming shortly afterwards, and looked in amazement that my sister’s womb bulged obscenely from her body. She rubbed her hands up and down it, staring in amazement at the perfect orb that had contained my massive orgasm. I felt a little jealous for how much she’d gotten.

Then it started. Mommy and I could see it. My sister’s eyes rolled back and she started cumming again as she saw her newly matured eggs being fertilized by the hundreds. We put our hands on her, the image flooding our brains as well and driving us to orgasm along with her.

We didn’t even think to wonder how she’d be able to go to school, much less walk, like this. It seemed such a secondary concern. Daddy would be coming home soon. I had no idea how he’d react to the pheromones or to this scene, but I knew it would be an experience to remember.

My Little Sister Makes Me Impregnate Her

oldbondsie on Incest Stories

It was a pretty normal Saturday morning.  I was home for my spring break from college and was pretty bored.  Most of my friends, both from college and ones I was still in touch with from high school either had managed to find a better place to be for break or had spring breaks that did not sync up with mine.  I'm Geoff, I'm an eighteen year-old college first-year.  I was adopted as a child due to an abusive and neglectful single-mother into a family with two other children, a now twenty-two year old brother named Eric and a currently sixteen year-old sister, Kylie. 

Eric had dropped out of college due to neglecting his classes and schoolwork two years ago and was in his first tour of Iraq.  

Kylie was a junior in high school.  I had always

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gotten along very well with her, even when we were kids.  In fact, we had gotten along well enough that many people, including Eric, questioned our behavior.  It's true, we were perhaps "too" comfortable with one another.  Whenever Kylie had tension in her back, she came to me for a backrub - to help with the effectiveness of the massage, she would usually remove her top while I did the work.  Our family had a veranda on the second floor and we also would often tan together, me in track shorts and her in a bikini.  There was of course other questionable behavior as well, such as putting sun tan lotion on one another without shying away from certain areas and advising one another on swim suit and underwear shopping, and we also said "I love you" to each other more than a normal brother and sister would. 

Despite all this behavior, I had never been sexually attracted to Kylie.  She was fucking gorgeous of course, my parents had apparently had the genes to produce those two gorgeous children that the whole town stares at.  Eric was 6'2" with the V-body shape, a rugged face, etc.  Kylie was the female equivalent, 5'5", slender toned legs, perfectly-cut ass, blond, a face that could melt even my father, C breasts and incredible golden skin.  And so even with this incredible appearance, of course, I hadn't ever thought about Kylie in a sexual way, after all, I had been adopted at a young age, so I considered her my sister as much as a girl biologically related to me.

As I found out on this morning, she didn't feel the same way.  I couldn't blame her, I was pretty good-looking.  I guess I'm what people would describe as a "pretty-boy."  I'm 5'9" with dark auburn hair that falls down in a shaggy but well-kempt way that contributes most of my label as a pretty boy.  I have a semi-athletic build with great abs, pecs, and arms, but nothing that would be on a magazine cover.  I also had eyes that I'd used to melt high school girls, college girls, and even teachers to go along with a smile that could invent a term called something like "smile-fucking"  It was just teasing and seductive.

Anyways, that Saturday morning I woke up around 9 and went downstairs to make myself some coffee, wearing just my pajama pants with my cock semi-hard from an arousing dream.  I strolled into the kitchen and found my pretty little sister standing there in her robe with her regular glass of orange juice, and a toasted bagel, talking on the phone.  She smiled and jumped forward to hug me as I walked in.  I embraced her tightly.  College was amazing, but of course, I did miss my little sister, I worried about her being lonely.  She was beautiful, but didn't really have the attitude of one of the "popular" girls.  Guys always hit on her and she didn't really know how to react, so they often gave up on her and went to someone easier, although less attractive.  I got my sister though, I understood her, so did her one ex boyfriend.  Just one, somehow.  Anyways, I'm pretty sure she felt that I was semi-hard when she hugged me because she jumped a bit when it brushed against lower stomach.  

I was a bit embarrassed but we had walked in on one another masturbating before, and were very touchy with each other so obviously it wasn't the first time this sort of thing had happened.  I smiled and kissed her on the forehead, as any brother would do to such an adorable little sister, before pouring myself my coffee.  I walked back upstairs and sat down at my laptop, checking facebook to see if my girlfriend had replied to my message about how much I missed her.  I checked my e-mail and the box scores from the night before as well before turning on the TV to sportscenter.  I guess I would've loved to be in Florida for break, but relaxing like this wasn't bad either.  

About 10 minutes later, Kylie burst in, throwing herself at me, cuddling against me.  "I miss you, bro!"  

I hugged her close.  Cuddling like this was another thing that many people might disapprove of when it comes to our behavior, it got to be pretty sexual at times, with my hands roaming down her lower back, her hands across my chest, and her legs across me.  "I miss you too, Kylie!  When are you going to visit me up there?" 

"Mom doesn't want me to, but I think dad will let me if I ask him when she's not around.  I miss you all the time, Geoff!"  she said, clinging to me.  Suddenly, I realized she had tears streaming down her face.

"Kylie!  What happened?  I've been gone the whole year already, don't cry!  You didn't cry over fall or winter break!  Or Thanksgiving!"  

"Yes, I did.  You just didn't see..." she sobbed into my shoulder.  

I pulled on her hips so that she wound up on top of me, straddling me.  I held her head between my hands and wiped her tears away.  "Kylie, come on.  I'm only a couple hours away.  You can call me anytime and I check facebook a couple times a day.  If you ever really needed me I could take a bus down and be here before the end of the day.  I'm still your brother, I'm still always here for you, I still love you."  I said, stroking her hair.

"I love you, Geoff," she said, her eyes drying and her cute smile returning.  With that, she ambushed me, tickling my sides while sitting on top of me, thrilled at her mischieviousness.  I bucked and pushed her off of me.  "Oh you're in so much trouble now, sis!" I shouted as I grabbed her and started tickling her sides right back.  She tried to push me away but I pinned her against the wall, holding her wrists in one of my hands.  She screeched and writhed, until eventually she kicked me in the stomach, hard.  

I staggered backwards onto my back, coughing.  "What teh FUCK, Kylie?" I shouted, through my wheezing.

"I'm sorry! I told you to stop!" she exclaimed, "Are you ok?"  She put herh and to my bare stomach, does it hurt when I touch it?  

"No, it just hurts period," I growled, regaining my breath.  

"I'm sorry, Geoff!"  she said, rubbing my stomach.  

"It's ok, Kylie," i said, forcing a smile, knowing she felt terrible.  She continued to rub my abs, but sensually.  

"It's ok," I repeated, wondering why she was still touching me.  She moved her hand up from my abs to my chiseled pecs, looking me in the eyes with a look that I'd seen from her at times before. 

"What are you doing, Kylie?" I asked.  "I think you should stop," I added as she straddled me again, running both hands over my chest.  "Come on, Kylie, this doesn't even tickle," I said, in denial.

She bent over, laying a huge kiss on me, probing her tongue into my mouth wildly, looking for mine.

I pushed her away abruptly, "What the fuck, Kylie?" I demanded. 

"Oh, come on, Geoff!  You know you want this! We both do! I want it so bad!" she shouted back at me, starting to girate her hips against my crotch.  

"Get off, Kylie, we can't do this.  Cuddling, being playful is one thing..." I started before she interrupted me with another kiss.  I let her go at it for a split second longer before pushing her away this time.  But she wasn't itnerested in that.  She dove right back in, grabbing the back of my head with both hands and holding me to her.  I tried to push her away by her shoulders but she had managed to wrap her amazing legs around me and was holding on for dear life, exploring the deepest parts of my mouth and throat with her tongue, moaning and slurping wildly. 

Even against my own instincts, I had started to become aroused.  I tried to push her away again but with my vision impaired by her face and hair, inadvertently ended up feeling her breasts.  She moaned loudly, humping me.  I knew this was wrong, but it felt so good.  She was getting me very hard, and she could tell.  She was holding on for dear life with her legs, arms and hands.  She pulled away from the kiss and started licking my neck and chest wildly, she had gone crazy.  I knew my sister had the potential to be a total slut, but I also knew she wasn't, yet here she was acting like it.

By now, my guard was basically down, I was into it, I was aroused, and ten years of memories of us flirting had run through my mind, realizing that this was inevitable.  But I thought of my girlfriend who I loved with all my heart, I couldn't do this, I can't cheat on her, let alone with my sister. 

As if reading my thoughts, Kylie blirted out "Don't worry about her, this will be our secret," she moaned before kissing me again.  This time I returned her tongue motions, an action which drove her wild, she knew that she had won me over.  She pulled away abruptly, peeling off her tank top and grinning at my reaction.  Her tits were perfect, large but not too big, perfectly proportioned and firm, tan like the rest of her.  I reached up, grabbing them widlly, attacking them.  I yanked her bra down, sucking on her nipples, rubbing her tits, slurping all over her.  She screeched in pleasure, unhooking her bra and letting it fall off.  I started to return her dry-humping motions, she moaned loudly, feeling my now rock-hard member crashing through two layers of fabric against the outside of her vagina.  I felt her up wildly, and made out with her for a couple minutes, dry humping and sucking her tits until she started to moan like crazy, moans that turned into screams as I felt her shake and climax.  

I pushed her away for a moment.  "You had better not fucking say you can't do this now," she said sternly.  

"Kylie, you're my sister..." I started.

"You're fucking adopted!" she shouted back.  

"But..."

"Shuttup!" she shouted, pushing herself back off of me and yanking my shorts down to reveal my fully stiff, rock hard 6 inch member.  She moaned loudly, grabbing it and stroking it wildly, looking straight up at me.  I moaned loudly.

"Kylie stop." I said, my voice shaking.  "KYLIE STOP!" I shouted at her.  She just growled wildly before sucking ravenously on my balls while jacking me off furiously.

"I swear to god you're going to fuck me while you're home, Geoff.  You can make it easy or you can make it hard." she shouted.

"For god's sake, Kylie, you're my sister and you've only had sex with one guy in your life..."

"And he was terrible!" she yelled, "But I know you're good, I've heard girls in here with you.  FUCK ME" she shouted, licking my shaft and swirlign her tongue around the head of my cock.

"Kylie..." I said, weakening, looking down at her beautiful eyes and giving up.  "Oh yeah... Kylie." I sighed

She grinned, continuing the great blowjob she had started.  She bobbed her head on my cock wildly, gagging as my cock hit the back of her throat.  She pulled off, sucking on my balls again while stroking the shaft.  I moaned loudly, "OH FUCK, KYLIE!  Yeahhhhh where did you learn that?" "I've been watching some of Eric's old dirty movies," she moaned.

"Oh... fuckkkk" I groaned, leaning my head back.  For another few minutes, Kylie jacked me off furiously, sucked on my cock ravenously, and screeched at me to cum all over her.  And after those few miutes, I knew I was about to.  I sat up, she adjusted herself and started to deepthroat my cock over and over, moaning wildly.  "OHHH FUCK! YEahhhhhh Kylie you fcking little slut! ohhhhhh" I moaned.  She stopped for a moment, looking up at me, "Don't call me that, I'm only a slut for you." she said sternly.  I smiled at her, "I know, I'm sorry but god keep going," I sighed to her, pushing her head back towards my cock.  She grinned, sucking on the head wildly while running her hand up and down the shaft so fast her fingers were a blur.  I moaned wiildly, almost shouting as I gently pushed her head further down my cock, "Yeahhhh Kylie! Be my slut! Ahhhhhh you're my fucking whore! YEAHAHHHHHH OH FUCK!" I shouted as she stroked me, sucked me, licked me, wildly.  "I'm gonna' cum, Kylie!" I shouted.  "MMMMMMMMMMM" she moaned as she deepthroated me one more time befor epulling off and rubbing my cock wildly between her hand and her tits.  I screamed as my cock sent out huge jets of semen all over her tits and face.  "YEAHHHHHHH!" we both yelled as the cum splashed all over both of us.  

She grinned at the shocked expression on my face as she straddled me again.  "What?" she said, smiling innocently, having wiped the cum off of her face.  "Holy shit, Kylie," I said. 

 "You owe me now," she said sternly, looking right at me.  I grinned, holding her head in my hands, kissing her romantically.  She moaned, more out of love than out of sexual pleasure, we were kissing a lot slower this time around, it was my style as oppose to her inexperienced excuse for one.  Then without warning, I sped things up, making out with her wildly and attacking her tits again.  She moaned" OHHHH GEOFF YEAH!"  I reached down inside her short shorts and started to rub the outside of her vagina.  "ahhu hhh" she gasped as her vagina was touched by the first person besides her for over a year.  I grinned, insrting my middle finger into her opening and starting to stroke slowly.  She started to pant, through our make out, breathing heavily and rubbing my still hard member slowly.  I pulled away from the kiss and looked her straight in the eyes as  I sped up my pace with my fingering, holding the back of her head with my other hand and thrusting wildly into her vagina.  "AHHHH OHHHHH UHHHHH" she moaned, throwing her head back.  I held her head sternly, rotating it back down and making her look right at me as I hooked two fingers now inside her pussy, hitting her g-spot. She screamed, loud and without worry.

For the next couple minutes I fingered her to two orgasms, both of which she writhed, screamed, and flailed through.  I pushed her off of me and onto her back, positioning my mouth at her drenched cunt and grinning up at her.  "Ohh my god..." she sighed, slowly feeling her own tits.  I grinned, as I pulled her  shorts off her long and beautiful legs.  "Make me scream!" she shouted at me, "EAT ME!" I didn't disappoint, diving my tongue inside her and tongue fucking her right away, lunging back and forth. "AHHHHHH! OHHHHH YEAHAHH MYYYY GOD FUCKK YES EAT ME GEOFF! EAT YOUR SISTER! EAT YOURRRR WHOOOOORE! FUUUUUCKKKK YEAAAAAAAAH!" she shouted, already getting close to cumming.  I licked her labia wildly, shoving fingers back into her and flicking her cute little cliterus wildly.  She went over the edge, "OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH YESSSSSSSSS GEOFFFF OH MY FUCKKKKING GODDD YEAHHHH JUST LIKE THAT1 OHHHH I'M GOING TO FUCKING CUMMMMMM! AHHHHH I'MGONNA CUM! AHHHHHH I'M GONNNNNA CUMMMM! UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" she screamed, "YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!" She erupted into a waterfall of fluids.  I dove right back in, sucking on her fully exposed clit, still fingering her.  "OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" she continued to scream, "FUCKKKK YEAAAAH! FUCKK ME WITH YOUR TONGUE BROTHER! FUCKKKKKKK I NEEEEED IT! OHHHHHH I'M GOING TO.... AHHHHHHHH!" I grinned, inserting my tongue into her vagina again and grabbing one of her breasts, pinching the nipple roughly, holding her other hand in my other hand, I directed it towards her clitterus.  She rubbed it slowly, "OHHHHHHHHH YESSSSS RIGHT THEREEE JUST LIKE THATTTTT IM GONNA FUCKKKKING CUMM AGAIN! EHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH AHHHHHHHHHHHH!" she shrieked.  " grabbed her hand that was touching herself and made her rub herself much faster, her hand in mine was a blur.  "OHHHHHHHHH YESSSSS OHHHHH GOD!" i had increased the pace of my attack inside her as well.  "OHHHHHH MYYYY GAWWWWD GEOFF! YESSS EAT ME! EAT ME! YESSSSSSS OHHH SHITTTTT! FUAAAAAAAAAAACK I LOOOVE YOU!!!" she shrieked.  "I'MMMM FUCKKING CUMMMING! I'M FUCKING CUMMMMMING! OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH YESSSSSSSSSSSS!" she screamed, pulling my head into her cunt and humping me wildly as she squirted out an incredible orgasm, shaking wildly and screaming.

I pulled away from her convulsing body, "Holy shit, Kylie, you're a squirter?" I exclaimed.

"W-w-haat's-s th-that?" she asked, shaking.  I grinned, my sister was so innocent, so naive, so needing to be fucked.

I laid on top of her, she was still shaking.  "I'm going to fuck you, Kylie."

"Fuckkk yeahh," she sighed, kissing me wildly again.  I positioned the head of my 6 inch long, 6 inch around, cock at her entrance, rubbing the outside of her pussy with it.  She moaned wildly, hissing and humping me, begging me to put it in.  I pulled her into a deep make out session, our tongues licked each others wildly before I slammed my cock into her, all in one thrust.  She pulled away from the kiss...

"FUUUUUUAAAAAAAACK!" she screamed, pain and pleasure painting her face as she writhed, her legs shaking, her hands scratching my back and neck, grippping me violently.  I grinned at her, pulling out slowly and pushing all the way back in.  The look on her face cannot be described.  I knew for a fact that her ex boyfriend, the only guy she'd ever had sex with, was pretty small and was not even fully developed at the time that they had been dating.  I smiled, realizing that my only slightly abvoe average cock was going to feel like a foot-long to her.  

I started to thrust into her slowly but steadily.  "Uhhhh yeahahhhhhh ohhhh god" she sighed, having never been filled this well.  I grit my teeth, she was tighter than any vagina I could have ever imagined.  It was amazing.

"Ohhh Kylie you're sooo fucking tight.  You're such a fucking SLUT!" I shouted at her as I increased my pace a lot, hitting a steady pace that left the room filled with shrieks and slaps of my balls against her ass.  "OHHHHHHHH YEAAAA! YESSSS FUCKKKKK ME! FUICKKK THE SHIT OUT OF YOUR LITTTTTLE SLUT!" she screamed at me.  I dove my face into her tits, sucking wildlly.  "OHHHH YEAH!! OHHHHHH FUCKKKK! OHHHHH MY GOD!" she shouted, scratching my back wildly.  

Her long nails were inflicting pretty deep wounds in my back, but to make her pay I increased my pace even more, almost getting to where I'd be fucking any other girl.  I had to grit my teeth though because she was far tighter than other women I'd been with.  This pace was driving her crazy though.  "YESSSSS! YESSSSSSSSSS! OHHHHHHH'! AHHHHHHHH! AHHHHHHHHHHH! OHHHHHHH YESSSSSSS UHHHHHH SHIIIIIIIIIIIIT FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKK YEAHH!" she shrieked over and over, out of control.  I reached down, wrapping one of her legs around my waist.  She brought the other one around, hooking her heels together and pulling me into her even harder. "OHHHH FUCKKK YESSS! YEAHAHAHHHH GEOFF! OHHHHH AAHHHHHHHHH SHIT FUCKKKK! I''M GONNNA CUMMM AGAIN! I'M GONNA CUM1 I'M FUCKKING CUMMMMMMING! OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH FUCK!" she shrieked, I felt her pussy spasming wildly and her legs shook, convulsing, her heels came unhooked  as she dug her nails deeper than ever into my back.  I rolled over, letting her be on top for awhile.  She started to bounce wildly, shrieking and moaning, her face full of pleasure.  She placed her hands back on my pecs again, screaming as she rubbed them and rode me like crazy.  "RIDE ME KYLIE! FUCKKKK YEAH YOU'RE SO FUCKING TIGHT YOU LITTTLE CUNNNT!" I shouted at her, rubbing her breasts wildly and spanking her.  She gave a start at the first spank before slapping me hard in the chest, leaving a red hand print and riding me cruelly.  "OHHHHHHH KYLIE!" i shouted.  She loved that I was yelling back at her.  "YESSSSSSS GEOFFF! FUCKKKKKKKKKK MEEEE!" she shouted.  I started to thrust up into her to meet her every bounce.  She was out of this world, her head thrown back, her words inaudible, her moans echoing off the walls."OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH GOD YEAAHHHHHHH AAHHHHHHHHHHHH!" she shrieked over and over, throwing her head back and forth, bouncing on me like a pogo stick with every meeting of our thrusts causing both of us to moan. She reached down and started to rub her cliterus again while riding me wildly.  "FUUUUUUCKKKKKK OHHHHHH SHIT YES! GEOFF! YESSSSS FUCK MEEEEE OHHHHHH FUCK I LOVEEEEE IT! OHHHHHH YES RIGHT THERRRE YESSSSS I'M GONNA CUMMMM I'M GONNA CUMMMMM OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH I'M CUMMING!" she screamed at the top of her lungs.  I thrust up into her like a madman as she shrieked, her whole body convulsing.  She managed to lift herself off of my cock as she had another crazy squirting orgasm again, convulsing like wild her arms lost support and she fell onto my thighs, her wild cunt squirting all over me, her screaming.

I was drenched.  I looked at her, she grinned, clearly getting more from this then she ever had expected.  "Ohhhhhhhh wow..." she sighed, leaning her head back.  I was in the zone now, I didn't care that Kylie was my sister anymore, she was a whore, she was my whore, she was going to get fucked like a whore.  

I grabbed Kylie around the thighs and picked her up, standing her up, she bent over, her hands gripping my desk as I positioned myself at her entrance again.  She looked back at me, she was still charged up somehow.  "FUCKKK ME AGAIN! DO IT! GO ALL THE WAAAY!" she screamed back at me as I started to enter her.  I slammed into her as hard as I could, she bucked before starting to slam back into me.  I was going as fast as I could right away this time.  She was shrieking, she couldn't believe how hard I was fucking her.  "OHHHHHHH! OHHHHHHH! YESSSSSS OH AHHHHH MMMMMMMM FUCKKKK YEAH! OHHHHHHHHH THATTTT'S IT! THAAAT'S IT! YEAAAAH! FUUUUUUUCK YEAAAAH! OHHHH GOD!" she shrieked, slamming her great ass back into me.  I grabbed onto her hips and pulled her back even harder against my every thrust.  She had laid her head down on the desk, raising her ass and screaming as her legs started to shake wildly.  I reacheda round and grabbed her cliterus between two fingers, rubbing it like crazy, jacking it off as if it were a tiny cock.  This sent her over the edge.  I felt another waterfall of fluids rush out of her, I pulled out to let them out and then slammed right back in.  She was out of this world, I cannot describe the noises she was making, but even with my window closed, I'm sure you could hear her outside the house.  I rubbed her clit and filled her pussy for what seemed like hours.  In reality it was only five minutes, but she was absolutely crying out with orgasms.  I cannot remember how many times she came.  Finally, I felt myself getting close to going over the edge.  I increased my pace even more, resembling a jackhammer as I unleashed all the power in my hips on her poor tight cunt.  "OHHHHHHHHH AHHHHHHH YESSS GEOFFFF OHFUCKKKK FUCKKKKKKKK! FUCK FUCK! YEAAAAAAAAH! FUCK ME HARDDEEER YESSSS! OHHHHH FUCK! OHHHHHHHAHHHHHHHHHHHH SHIIIIIIT!" she screamed at the top of her lungs before having another huge climax, this one bringing her to her knees.  My cock popped out as she fell down, I quickly queezed the top of the head to buy myself another minute.  

She looked up at me, grinning.  I bent down and picked her up, throwing her back on the bed and spreading her legs.  I told her to reach up with her hands and hold her feet so that her legs were sticking straight up in the air.  She was flexible enough and I slammed into her with lost abandon.  As soon as I did, she knew why I had told her to do it, I was hitting her g-spot relentlessly.  "OHHHHHAHHHHHH FUCK YEAAAAAH! AHHHHHHHHHHH GOOOOD OHHHH MY GODDDD YESSSSS OHHHHH SHITTTT I'M GONNA CUUUUUUM!"  she shrieked as I attacked her g-spot with wild thrusts.  I could feel myself about to cum and suddenly for some reason realized that I wasn't wearing a condom and that I wasn't sure if my sister was on birth control.  No... she wasn't.  I had to get out.  "OHHHHHH YEAAAAAAAAH! OHHHHH GEOFFF YESSS I'M YOUR WHORE! I'MMM YOUR SLUTTTT NOW FUCKKKKK MEEEEEEEE! OHHHH AHHHHHHH GOD CUMMMMMMMMING! I'MMMM FUCKING CUMMMING AGAIN!" she shrieked, pushing her hips up against me as she continued to hold onto her feet for dear life, her knuckles were going white because her whole body was convulsing so strongly that it made it hard to keep her grip.  I grabbed her ass and pulled her as far down my shaft as I could as I slammed into her as fast and hard as any girl I'd ever been with.  "FUCKKKK KYLIE! I'M GONNNA CUMM ! OHHHHH!" I shouted, about to pull out.  "YESSSSS FUCKKKKK OHHHH MY GOD FUCKKKK YEAAAAH! I NEED IT! OHHHHHHHHHH I'M CUMMMMMMMING AHHHHH SHIT YESSS I LOVE YOU GEOFFFFF OHHHH!" she screamed at the top of her lungs, finally losing her grip as her cunt spasmed and her body shook wildly again.  "OHHHHHHH GEOFFFF FUCKKKKK YEAHHHHHHHH YESSSSS! OHHHHHH FUCKING CUMMMMMM WITH MEEEE! OHHHHHH SHITTT FUCK THE SHIT OUT OF YOUR SISSSSTER! YESSSS! YESS! AHHHHHHHHH UHHHHHHH MYYY GODDD! OHHHHHHHHH FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCKKKKKK! CUMMMM FUCKIIIING INSIIIDE MEEEEE! OHHHHHHH YESSSSSSSS!" I had to pull out though.  "OHHH KYLLIIIEEE YEAHHH! OHHH FUCKKKK YOUUUU YESSSSS YOU FUCKIIIING WHOOORE! AHHHHHHHH I'M GONNA CUMM I'VE GOTTA PULL OUUUT! WHERE DO YOU WANT IT!? AHHHH SHIT!" I shouted, "NOOOO INSIDEE ME I NEEEEED IT! SHIT! FUCKKKKKKK!" she screamed.  No.  I knew she wasn't on birth control, SHE knew she wasn't on birth control!  "I LOVE YOU GEOFFFF FUCKKKKKK ME! FUCKKKKKING CUMMMMMM IN ME! OHHHHH PLEEEEEASE DON'T PULLL OUT! I WAAAANT YOU FOREEEEVER FUUUUUUUCK YESSSSSSS FUCKKKKK!" This was too crazy, I had come to my senses despite still thrusting like a madman and doing everything else in the world to her.  

Suddenly, her legs clamped around my lower back, pulling me back into her as deep as possible while I was still thrusting.  "YEAHHHHHHHH FUUUUUUUCKKKKK MEEEEEEEE! OHHHHHHHHH GOOOODDDDD CUMMMMMMM INSIIIIIIIIIDE MEEEEEEE! OHHHH FUCKKK I'M CUMMMIN AGAIN! FUCKKK FUCKKK FUCKKKK THAAAAT'S IT! OHHHH MY GOD I'M GOING TO CUM AGAIN! I'M CUMMMMMING! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH EHHHHHHHHHH OHHHHH GEEEOFFF! OHHHHHHHHH FUUUUUAAAAAAACK!" she was totally out of control, flailing her arms, hitting me, scratching me, licking me, but most importantly trapping me, I had stopped thrusting but it was too late, she was slamming her hips up, rubbing her pussy up around my cock as she pulled me back in with her legs.  I was strugging to get free but I knew it was too late, I was... already... ejaculating.  "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" I shouted at the top of my lungs as the best climax I'd ever had shot into my sister's pussy.  "YESSSS YESSSSSSSSS ! OHHHHHHHH GEOFFF SOOOOO GOOD! OHHHH FUCKKKKK! OHHHHHHHH MYYYYYY SHIIIIIIT! YEEAHHHHH GEOFF! GEEEEOFFFF! OHHHHHHHHH FUUUUUUUUUUUCK, I'M CUUUUUUMMMMMMING!" the feeling of my hot liquids blasting into her and sticking to her insides had set her off again, shaking, convulsing, holding me for dear life with arms and legs, just as we had started, shrieking and screaming.  I couldn't help now that I was already cumming but start slamming into her again.  I grabbed her ass with both hands, slamming into her again with all my might, mercilessly pounding her tiny little pussy.  She was looking at me with a look of absolute desperation as she was now just cummming like a faucet, she was having a massive chain of orgasms that had her writhing, flailing, screaming louder tahn ever.  I couldn't believe how good this sex was.  I picked her up, carrying her around the room, fucking her like mad, furious at her for making me cum inside her.  I slammed her against walls, set her on desks and destroyed her, threw her back on the bed and thrust madly until she was begging me to stop.  "OHHHHH GODDDD! AHHHHHHHH GEOFFF! FUUUUUUUUCCCCCCK I CAN'T TTAAAAKE IT ANNYMORE! IIIII'M F-F-FUCKKKIIIING C-CUMMMING AAGGAAAIN! I CA-CAN'T TAAAAKE ANYYYYMOREEEE! OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH GOOOOOOOOOD!"

I pulled out, my cock starting to go soft.  I had just blasted the biggest load of my life, had the best sex of my life, in and with my little sister.  Who wasn't on birth control.  She had made me do it.  I looked over at this incredibly sexy thing laying next to me.  She was passed out, she had done so during my last furious attack on her in my anger and rage.  I licked her whole body up and down, rubbing my cock against her and abusing her beautiful body for awhile.  She moaned through her semi-conscious state.  I ate her out slowly for a little while to help soothe her aching pussy before laying down next to her.  Well, she was probably going to be pregnant, but we could worry about that in the future.  At least for this week I was going to have the best fuck buddy of my life, and I was going to make her pay for what she did....

Oh was I...

A girl and her tentacle monster 10

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Naturally, I said no.


The crushed looks on their faces was priceless. Their brains were saturated in pheromones, driving them insane with lust. They would have thrown themselves at me if they could stop playing with themselves long enough to do so. But I wouldn’t give them relief.


Instead, I curled my tentacles around them and carried them along as I walked. They struggled to grab on to any of them, trying to make the writhing flesh fuck any of their holes in a shameless display, but were unable to do so. Their begging turned to crying as the need became akin to pain. They only quieted down when they saw who it was I was approaching.


The technical owner of the house nursed her two girls happily, the Asian woman rubbing her belly absentmindedly before she saw me coming
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. Inside the beach ball sized bulge, gallons of Daddy’s semen sloshed around, fertilizing eggs by the hundreds inside her small frame. When she looked into my eyes, she knew I intended to add my own to her brood and shook in a frightened, yet delighted, orgasm.


My twin cocks bobbed up and down as I walked, the red head’s milk surging through my body and ensuring an even greater store of cum was being churned out. Slimy pre-cum dripped out the tips in thick streams, and the twin Latinas licked their lips in mad desire. The brunette, a lovely young thing with medium sized breasts and slightly tanned skin, and the exotic looking chocolate black girl with a larger than normal pair of breasts feeding from the mother’s tits looked at me in terror, but still seemed utterly incapable of either stopping their feasting or realizing they even had the option of running.


My tentacles snaked out, caressing the three women softly and leaning them back on the floor as I kneeled. I placed the tip of one of my cocks at the mother’s kitty and pushed in easily, relishing her scream of joy and the gripping of yet another orgasm. The cock that remained free extended several inches past her bloated tummy, drawing a muffled cry of shock and disbelief from the two girls still feeding. I watched their faced intently as the cock began to grow thicker and thicker until it split down the middle, the third cock now as large as the first two had been, and waited for them to realize who they were for.


I got only whimpered protests and intense sensations of gut wrenching fear until I forcefully pulled them away from their milk supply. They immediately began begging me not to impregnate them, offering instead their mouths, behinds, tits, or even to help me rape all the others if only I would not seed them. The last part was a bit of a surprise. I didn’t expect them to turn on their friends so soon.


I decided to take them up on the offer, at least initially. Slacking my tentacles enough to allow them movement but not removing the slime-covered appendages, I instructed them towards some new tentacles that sprouted from my body. These ones were much thicker than my other ones, at least 4 inches in diameter, and were more translucent and appeared to be ribbed every few inches, eventually coming to a somewhat blunt point. I instructed them to begin inserting these tentacles into them many orifices of the twin Latinas.


It was plainly clear that their minds were in desperate conflict. The pheromones and mental bombardment were having their desired effect, but they were still unable to accept the situation. The act of saying they would betray their friends to save themselves was far more acceptable than actually doing so. When I asked if they would prefer to take the new tentacles themselves, however, fear drove them to their task. They reached through the tentacles restraining their friends, prying open their kitties as best they could with their fingers before attempting to push the much larger tentacles inside.


It really was a futile endeavor without my help, as I knew it would be. The slime covered tentacles made gripping them extremely difficult, and the virgin holes were tight as expected. Both began sobbing in frustration at their task, terror gripping them at what might happen should they fail. They eventually took a page from the little Asian girl’s book, trying to wipe off the slime, or even consume it, while rubbing what they could into the other girl’s kitty to ease insertion.


As I watched rather amused, I called Daddy over again. He stood before my face, letting me deep throat him as he held my head. The slurping, sucking, and overly loud moans I made served to arouse the frightened girls, watching in morbid fascination as my throat bulged with Daddy’s enormous cock. I smiled inwardly as they began licking their lips, only to realize what they were doing and turn back to the tentacles.


As time passed, I teased their bodies more and more, drawing sobs in between forced moans as their frustration mixed with panic. The twins spouted all manner of obscenities, the sensitivity of their kitties causing them to twitch and lurch around, making the other girls’ task that much harder still. Even as I continued to suck, I slowly pumped in and out of the older woman, driving her to one orgasm after another, until at last Daddy announced his intention to cum. I pulled him in as far as he’d go, the head of his cock fully in my stomach, and felt the gusher pump into me.


All five girls around me watched as my stomach expanded to contain all the cum, growing visibly till I looked like I might be 4 months pregnant, only far too high up. When Daddy stopped cumming and pulled back, I praised him and told him to feed big sis and the redhead first, then impregnate them in any order he wished. Being a good Daddy, he just nodded and went over to them immediately.


Despite everything, the girls finally managed to loosen the twins up enough to insert the larger tentacles a little bit into their kitties. The thrusting actually helped now, driving it deeper and deeper. The cries of stolen virginity only seemed to encourage them, though they tried to hide it. Once the tentacles hit bottom, I put some force into them and drove them through their cervixes. As I did so, I made plain to the other girls that they were to place the next ones in the twins’ behinds. With all the slime they’d rubbed on before, this task was less difficult, taking only a minute or two.


The next pair went into the moaning mouths of the twins, which proved a simple thing. What shocked them was when I said they were not done, and that they’d have to pick a hole to place the next four tentacles each, plus any others I decided to fill them with. Having seen the obscene stretching my previous victims had been capable of, they were less worried about hurting them, but it was still hard for their minds to accept. It turned out, however, that it wasn’t difficult for them to finally cum from forcing a new tentacle into their subject’s kitty or behind. The brunette seemed to have a thing for the back entrance, forcing three more into the poor girl’s bowels and only one into her kitty. The black girl was a bit more equal opportunity, forcing two into the girl’s pussy, one in her behind, and even another one into her mouth.


As they did this, I leaned way over the older woman, placing my mouth over one of her breasts. Like I had done with the redhead, I regurgitated yet more of the green creatures, freshly made from Daddy’s cum, and let them climb right in to her already lactating nipple. Two, three, then four times I did so before moving to the other, her renewed growth coming even more rapidly and the new tits springing up almost before I was finished. By the end of her growth spurt, the formerly almost flat-chested woman sported a dozen F cup tits that sprayed milk everywhere.


I had but to mention this fact to the brunette and black girl to have them holding my spiked tentacles. They peeled back the petals and aimed the needles right at the woman’s nipples, even pushing them in a ways before I took over. No whimpers or hesitation. They were fully cooperative now, wanting only to please me. By the time they finished, all I had to do was ask them to take their places. They quickly straddled the older woman’s belly, aimed one of the remaining cocks at their now drenched holes, and sank down as fast as they could. The brunette was one of the ones with previous experience with men (mere boys, in this case), but the black girl popped what remained of her torn cherry with that motion.


So transfixed were the three bouncing on my cocks that they didn’t quite notice what was happening with the twins. Through the translucent skin, one could see eggs being pushed through them into the girls’ bodies. Slowly at first, they quickly became backed up. Perhaps the size of my fist and looking to be a tinge of greenish purple, they nestled their way into the stomach, intestine, or womb they were laid in, being pushed further in with every new one that came through. It wasn’t long before the twins began to balloon outward.


The older woman was more or less pinned under the weight of her own stomach and tits, plus the two other girls. Unable to properly reach up to play with either of them, I gave her a few tentacles to play with. She crammed three in her mouth without much thought, using her hands to jack off two more, enjoying every moment as two of the three pushed down into her stomach. One stopped there, while the third moved even further down. I offered her the option of picking where and who I fucked next among the six of us there, and that her thoughts would guide me.


I giggled when her first desire was for me to fuck my own behind, and I made a show of the penetration she could not see as a pair snaked their way in. Her next pick was wonderful. Following her wish, I stuffed first one tentacle, then, as soon as the slime had seeped in, two more into the brunette and black girl’s back entrances. Their yelps of surprise did not interrupt their grinding back against my thrusts, and their bellies showed the bulge from the invaders.


It would be a few minutes before I fully complied with her request, so I asked her to pick another one in the meantime. The stunned silence I got in response, as well as the direction of her gaze, meant she had finally seen what I was doing to the Latinas. Their throats bulged repeatedly, the one with two tentacles in her gullet getting no respite as they alternated pushing eggs in. Their bellies were already engorged, the eggs causing a rippling of their tummies. Were they rounded out, the one with most of the tentacles in her behind looking nearly 9 months pregnant already, while the other looked about 8 months along but more top heavy from the second tentacle in her throat.


By the time she’d recovered herself, the older woman could see the tentacles in the girls atop her were ready to emerge again. Amid the excitement, I felt her desire that the twins be impregnated “properly” as well as what I was doing. More than willing to oblige, I crammed two of my cock tentacles into the twins’ kitties, another pair into their behinds, and a fifth down their throats just as the tentacles in the other two girls slid out of their mouths.


The tentacles moved further out, two exchanging places and sliding in alongside the tentacles in the other girl’s throat. The third snaked down, crisscrossing into their kitties alongside my cocks. It was then that the tentacle snaking its way through the older woman’s bowels emerged, almost immediately pushing right up into my womb. As if in response, the ones that had been crawling through my body from my behind slithered out my mouth.


The pain and pleasure that came from the spiked tentacles had been plain on the older woman’s face these many minutes, her tits filling rapidly with the far thicker milk. I would have to test out whether it was the fact that she’d been pregnant before or that I’d seeded her tits in two separate instances that gave her such capacity, but I had plenty of time for that. I removed the tentacles from her tits, admiring their buoyant nature for a moment before allowing the two tentacles coming out of my mouth to lead the charge for her nipples. In a repeat of the redhead, they plunged in and began fucking her nipples and leaking slime.


By now the twins looked absolutely obscene. Their eyes had rolled back from the constant orgasms, but they each had bellies that were probably equal to the rest of their body combined. Fortunately for them, it seemed I was nearing the end of my egg supply, or at least the number “I” planned to stuff them with. I was also nearing the end of my control, feeling the familiar twinge. I became more aggressive in my thrusting, and I was bombarded with their desires to be filled, to be impregnated, and to bear my young.


I have to say I was becoming addicted to the feel of cumming with my tentacles already. As good as it was through my cocks, and it was *really* good, the extra time my cum spent racing through ten, fifty, maybe even a hundred tentacles was like every good thing I could imagine rolled into one. Each one was a new glut of my seed that would spawn more of my and my lover’s children, and it extended the orgy of sex and emotion for far longer than otherwise possible.


Semen flew everywhere even as most of it went into one of us. The already hugely pregnant Asian woman’s belly nearly tripled in size, outstripping even her daughter. The tentacles she jacked off covered her face, hair, tits, and belly and continued to splatter on the two girls, and then moving on to me and the twins I carried. The brunette was in such a frenzy that she managed to collect herself enough to grab three more tentacles and cram them into her kitty, letting me fill her womb beyond the bursting point till she could have fit a large dog in there. The black girl’s kitty slurped at my cock so vigorously that I almost swore she was stealing cum from the other two.


The cum I pumped into the egg-bloated Latinas found its mark there as well. Even inside the tightly packed spaces in their bodies, my sperm bred them repeatedly. To my amusement, my sperm also fertilized the eggs I had placed in them. By the time I had finished, they were easily carrying a combined 900 eggs with several hundred more “regular” spawn finding good homes in their wombs and a fair number of my “surprise” additions beginning to grow in their digestive tracts.


The new life springing up in my own womb did not miss my attention. I sighed contentedly while rubbing my now larger baby bump. I looked perhaps 5 months pregnant, but the bulge in my stomach was also still plainly visible. One could see the masses of the little green critters moving about, straining to be set free. I rubbed them as well, letting them know their time would come.


Removing my tentacles from the Asian woman’s nipples, I was beyond happy at the results. Her breasts had quadrupled in size from the F cup before, and her milk production would be even greater than the redhead's. I began to believe it wouldn’t be so hard to feed my quickly growing broods after all.


I saw out of the corner of my eye that Daddy was nearly finished breeding big sis. He had fed her and the redhead, then saved big sis for last, drinking from the redhead’s tits to give her an extra large load of sperm. I was kind of jealous, really. But on to other things. I set the four girls down to let them drink from the older woman’s new tits and strode over to my rapidly evolving breeding sister. The cum I had bathed her in had soaked in, and she wanted to be bred in the worst way.


Sadly, I had to deny her. She was not ready yet. It would interfere with the transformation. The changes had been much slower and far more subtle in me, my lover effectively forcing them to sleep inside me for months till I was ready. I knew what had been happening all this time was my body catching up to the instructions he had written into my inner being, making me more like him so, as his intermediary, I could change many others far more easily.


For now, I had to sate her with letting her relieve the immense pressure in my tits and licking off the cum I’d sprayed myself with. The next bit of the change would arrive soon. Only then would I breed her. And let her breed me.


The final six girls were to be seeded before then…

Fantasies

oldbondsie on Sex Stories

When I walked into the house the party was already in full swing.  There has always just been something amazing about friday night parties at a parentally vacated household.  Do parents really trust their kids that much?  Anyways, as usual, my friends and I had gotten dinner out before deciding to go over, being late was always better. 

I strolled inside and looked around, scanning the front two rooms, I wasn't looking for anyone specific, but it had been a crappy week at school and I needed some relief.   After looking around the front half of the house and finding no single girls that I felt like pursuing, at least in my current sober state, I headed down the hall into the kitchen. 

I found what I was looking for there, a girl I knew as Hann

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ah was bent over, getting a beer out from the fridge.  

"Mind grabbing me one too, I could use it," I said in an introductory tone.  She turned around, scanned me up and down and smiled as she handed me a Budweiser Select.

"I'm Hannah," she said, smiling.  I knew who she was, but had never officially met her.

"Nate Robinson," I answered, sitting on a stool next to the counter.  "How's the party so far?" I asked. 

"So far, it's just another Friday night, loud music, lots of horny guys trying to get up my skirt and people going out back to smoke.  This is just my first beer though, so I'm sure it will get more fun."

We talked like this for about fifteen minutes, often clinking our bottles together.  As we were taking out our second beers I asked her if she had a boyfriend.

"Definitely not, I haven't had one since I had my heart broken last year," she said with a sad tone.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."

"Don't worry about it," she interrupted, looking up at me.

We clinked our glasses together again and took a large swig each before she led me out into one of the more active rooms.  We found a nice spot in the room and started to grind, she was extremely good and had me hard as a rock within seconds.  I reached around her and started to feel her breasts through her shirt, her nipples were hard, she moaned softly in my ear as I ran my fingers in circles around her breasts.  She started to smash her ass into my crotch, I pounded back, causing her to shout out-loud.

A couple of people stopped and looked at us before turning back to their own dancing.  

"Come over here," I shouted to her over the music as I pulled her by the hips and sat her down on the couch next to me.  I leaned over and pressed my lips against hers, she opened her mouth and I slipped my tongue inside, before long we were making out fiercely and passionately.   One of her arms was wrapped around my neck, the other was rubbing my crotch.  My hands roamed all over her body from her face down along her breasts and over her ass and thighs before reversing direction. She broke the kiss and began to kiss my neck and upper chest as she un-did my top three buttons. 

"Dude, get a room," a drunk girl shouted to us.  

"Way ahead of you," yelled Hannah as she pulled me to my feet and led me back through the kitchen and down the stairs into the basement.  It was hardly the most romantic settings, in fact it was filthy, and cold.  However, it was so unexpected that it just made me realize how spontaneous this was, and that just made me want her more.

She turned around and shoved her tongue into my mouth, starting this kiss much more wildly than our last.  Our tongues rolled over each other for a few minutes, our hands finding more and more ways to drive each other crazy.   After a couple minutes I moved one of my hands from her ass around her and found the groove in her panties.

She gasped "Oh yeah, make me cum right here."  I started to rub my index finger along the groove, our tongues and lips continued to move faster at the same time my finger accellerated.  I broke my lips away and started to unbutton her top with my mouth.  Hannah was moaning and gasping, "Oh my god, that's it, that's it, right there. Ohhh yess, you're going to make me cum."  I pulled her shirt off and yanked her bra below her breasts.  I licked, sucked and slobbered all over her newly exposed 32-C's, her moderately sized pink nipples were incredibly erect. 

She shuddered and yelled out a series of expletives as I felt her climax into her panties, some of the juice leaked out onto my hand.  I brought my hand up to her breasts and wiped her cum onto them before resuming my oral attack on her tits.

She grabbed my head with both hands and pushed me further into her chest before pushing me away roughly.  I backed into a wall and she jumped over to me, yanking my jeans down and pulling my boxers down to my ankles.  My 7" cock popped out, as hard as it had ever been.   She growled at it before taking the first 4 inches of it into her mouth, running her tongue around the head and rubbing her hand up and down the shaft that wouldn't fit in her mouth. 

I slowly sank lower, bending my knees as I closed my eyes, this is exactly what I needed tonight.  A Friday Night Fling.  I heard her slobbering, moaning and gagging as she switched between sucking on my balls and deepthroating my member, getting more in each time she tried.  After a few minutes I was having trouble holding my load in, her tongue traced around the head of my dick relentlessly, her hand was sliding up and down my shaft incredibly fast.

"Ahh Hannah, you're so fucking sexy, oh yeah here I cum," I shouted to her.  She moaned loudly and deepthroated all of me, that was all I could take, I grabbed the back of her head and pounded my cock down her throat, moaning and yelling at how good she was as I shot streams of semen into her.  She gagged and coughed, swallowing some but sputtering up some.  I sighed and looked down at her, she gave me the sweetest sexiest look while still slowly jacking me off.  I picked her up and carried her over to an old couch in the corner, laying her down before removing her mangled bra.  I sucked on her tits some more as my fingers once again explored her crotch, she squealed in delight, "Oooh god you don't know how you make me feel!"  I unbuttoned her denim skirt and pulled it off before wripping her purple laced panties off, allowing her sweet pussy to breathe. 

She sighed as I lowered myself, "Oh yeah Nate, eat me, eat me good, ahhh yeah."  I started slowly, licking my tongue lazily up the outside of her vagina before diving in and tongue fucking her fast.  "Ohhhhhh god yess!  Ahhhh that's it! that's it! yeaahhhh, oh my god right there! yes, don't stop! Ooooohhh fuckkk yes, oh god you're going to make me cum."  She was yelling now, before I knew it though, she was pulling her self around, doing a 180 with her body as she maneuvered into a 6-9 position, grabbing my cock again and shoveling it into her mouth before sucking it hungrily.  Our moans mixed together as she humped her pussy deeper onto my tongue while I fucked her mouth, my balls slapping against her face.  

I felt my cock fall out of her mouth as I started to flick her clit faster and faster, "Ohhhh my god you are so fucking good, ahh I'm going to cum, I'm going to cummm! Oh fuck yes, I'm cummiiing!"  I dove into her pussy as I felt her sexy legs wrap around my neck.  She screamed at the top of her lungs as a waterfall of her cum came flying out of her.  I drank most of it, keeping a mouthful and spitting it onto her back.  She gasped in surprise at feelign the warm liquid cover her skin.  I grabbed her hips and positioned myself at her entrance, she moaned loudly in anticipation, "oh god yes, fuck me, fuck me hard!"  

I slammed my cock as hard as I could into her pussy, feeling thousands of tingling sensations throughout my body as her pussy walls immediately threw me into another world.  She obviously felt something even more intense as she yelled and screamed, shouted and writhed in both pleasure and pain as I slowly went in and out of her, trying to get her pussy used to having my cock in her.  While it was somewhat average in length, it was 7 inches around, I hadn't found a girl yet that I couldn't fill completely.  

After a minute her pussy loosened up enough to allow me to thrust hard and fast, she was still so tight though, squeezing my cock, hard.  "Fuck yes Hannah, oh god take it you little sexy slut."  

"Oh my god Nate, right there, harder, harder, harder! HARDER! OH GOD YESSS JUST LIKE THAT!" She let out a stream of leud comments and expletives, shouting her brains out as she slammed her ass back into me as I buried my cock into her to the hilt on every thrust.  

She gasped "Oh god keep going," as I stopped, I grabbed one of her thighs and pulled it off the floor, placing it on an old coffee table before resuming my pounding.  I slammed into her even harder and faster this time, she screamed, she had lost her words, nothing could explain the pleasure I was feeling either.  

"Grind on me like you did upstairs girl," I shouted to her, she moaned "oh fuck yeah," as she bent over in front of me, grinding her ass into my cock in a slow circular motion.  I just leaned back and let her control thigns for awhile, she was going slow but it was still making me groan.  "Oh god you're so good at that bitch," I told her in encouragement.  She giggled for a second before the laugh turned into a moan as she sped up her movements, pushing her ass far down my shaft with one swift movement.  I was caught off guard and stumbled backwards onto the couch where she landed on top of me in a reverse cowgirl position.  She turned her head, looked at me and licked her lips before nearly flying off my cock with her first bounce.  

She bounced herself wildly, moaning and shouting at me as I thrust up into her.  I was holding her hips with both hands to keep her from flying off my hard rod, I removed them for a second to attack her great tits some more.  Without my hands, she flew off my cock and landed on my stomach, I grunted in surprise.  She half-laughed, half-screamed at the surprise.  I immediately picked her back up, turned her around and slid her down my cock again.  She grabbed my face and slammed her tongue into my mouth again while I jammed my cock up into her, faster and faster with each thrust.  

She began to tremble and shake violently, her legs bouncing around wildly, one of my hands was feeling her thighs while the other hand ran over her great ass.  Our tongues were still locked together, we were both moaning, breathing heavily through our noses and making slurping noises as our fierce makeout continued, the wild slap of my balls against her ass was driving me wild.  She broke away from my mouth and screamed again at the top of her lungs as I felt her reach her climax, I jammed 2 fingers into her asshole at that moment, causing her to buck and shout out in both surprise and pain, her climax was incredible, she came, screaming and writhing for at least 10 seconds straight.  

"Oh my god that was so good, oh my fucking god I've never felt like that," she moaned after getting ahold of herself.  

"We're not done baby, I've still got to get mine," I said grinning.  I grabbed her again and resumed our incredible makeout session, she seemed a bit worn out but that was fine with me, I was willing to do the work now.  I laid her down on the couch and spread her legs, fingering her asshole again as I went.  She had never had anything in her ass before ans this seemed to rejuvenate her as she suddenly shouted in pleasure, wrapping her legs around me like a vice and screaming encouragement.  

 

I slammed my hard-as-ever cock to the hilt with one thrust, causing her to climax again, the feeling of her warm pussy juice all around my cock was almost enough to make me cum, but I needed to hear her scream like that again, even louder.  I reached down and pulled her legs further up my back to allow deeper penetration.  I pulled out and slammed in again, but this time I immediately went into my fastest gear, my cock was a blur in her pussy, her screams mixed with my gasps and the slaps of my balls against her, along with the loud music from upstairs.  I thought I heard a door open, but didn't care.

"OHHH OHHH YEAHHHH!  THAT'S IT! YEAHHH! FUCK ME YES!  OH MY FUCKING GOD NATE I'M CUMMING AGAIN, AHHHH MY PUSSY, OH MY GOD!" I felt her shaking violently again, her third climax was the biggest yet, exploading and seeping out of her pussy all over her thighs.  I pulled her legs apart and turned her over and positioned her on all fours.  She moaned in anticipation, this was my favorite position.  

I started to fuck her doggy style like no one's business, she was screaming from the first contact, slamming her ass back into me as fast as she could.  My cock was like a drill now, I was relentless in my quest to make her scream loud enough that the whole party woudl know we were down here.  I stared at a beed of sweat dripping from her neck, slowly sliding down the smooth, tan skin of her shoulders.  For some reason that beed of sweat was driving me even crazier, I had never fucked anyone this fast, nor had I ever heard anyone yell so loud.

"AHHHHH I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE NATE! OH MY FUCKING GOD CUM! CUM ALL OVER ME! CUM IN ME! OH MY GOD I WANT YOU! I WANT YOU ALL NIGHT, OH MY FUCKING GOD YOU'RE MAKING ME CUM AGAIN, AHHH! OHHHHHHHH!  OH FUUUUAAAACK!" She screamed the last curse extra loud, I thought I heard the music upstairs get turned down but once again didn't take any notice.  That beed of sweat was still driving me crazy, I lunged forward, further deepening my penetration and licked her back, tasting her sweat mixed with her cum from earlier.  She turned her head, her face was riddled with pleasure and pain, her eyes were somewhat glossy, she was clealy on the verge of passing out from too much sex.  I found yet another gear from this, and I grabbed her head and slammed my tongue into her again, her excessive and ear-drum breaking screaming turned into equally arousing moans and groans.  Her eyes widened and her tongue shook violently, along with her entire body as her latest climax exploded through her.  That was all I could take, I jammed my cock as deep as I could get it into her pussy, slapping her ass, licking every part of her body I could reach and rubbing her pussy as fast as my hand would move.  Hot jets of cum came flying out of my cock, sticking all over the deepest part of her pussy, she screamed again, louder than ever, yelling, "AHHHH OHH MY FUCKING GOD!" before collapsing onto the couch, facedown.  I immediately pulled her legs apart and, as I loved to do, gave her some wild oral for a few minutes.  She was screaming, her words muffled by the couch as she thrust herself down into my face.  After a few more incredible orgasms she seemingly passed out.

I stood up, quite satisfied and stared at her beautiful, ravaged, naked body.  I turned to go upstairs and check the time and saw 3 girls standing there, their clothes hanging from them, I recognized one of them as Kelsey, the head cheerleader.  One was lying on the floor, fucking herself silly with a dildo, the other two, Kelsey and her best friend Bernadette, were giving each other the wildest lesbian oral I had ever seen, bar none.  They all looked up, seeing that I had noticed them and grinned.  Hannah was coming back to her senses now as well.

Before she could say a word, Kelsey was eating her out, "I never knew you were that much of a slut Hannah, you'll have ot hang out with us more now," she shouted before diving into Hannah's pussy.  Bernadette jumped up on me, giding my still semi-hard but worn out cock into her.  "Come on you stud, I saw you fuck her, I'm twice as good, just come and find out," she yelled as she slammed herself down onto my cock.  She leaned back, causing me tolose my balance and fall on top of her onto the floor.  I looked into her startlingly green eyes, she licked her lips and I slammed my cock deep into her, "OHHHHHH!" she yelled, pulling me furhter into her with her legs, pushing herself further down my shaft with her hands.

"Here I come Berno," I shouted to her, "GIVE ME EVERYTHING!" she screamed.  I could hear Kelsey torturing Hannah behind me on the couch too, the girl with the dildo had joined them, this was going to be fun.

 

A Wild Night Out

oldbondsie on Exhibitionist Stories


I stood, leaning against the wall of Starbucks, slightly slouching as I looked up and down the sidewalk. I'm Nate and this is a true story about the first time I had sex in a public place. I was 17 at the time and was waiting for my date.Â

I glanced up one way again and saw her walking towards me. Maggie was only a sophomore but every guy in school dreamed about getting with her, and from what I had heard, no one yet had popped her lovely cherry. She was wearing her long brown hair down tonight and had a tank top on that showed off plenty of cleavage, her skirt came about halfway down her sexy thighs.Â

I smiled as I saw her coming, she smiled back. We went into Starbucks. I ordered myself an iced-mocha, she ordered some sort of smoothie. T
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he shop had some bench seats and we went to sit on one while we sipped our beverages. We talked for awhile, just random small talk. Everytime I looked at her it took all of my will power not to just grab her right then and there. I think she could sense that because she started to tease me, touching her breasts by "accident", throwing her hair around and giving me a sweet, sexy look once in awhile.

Eventually I couldn't take it anymore, I leaned over to her and whispered "I want you."

She smiled at me and started to rub my crotch under the table. I closed my eyes and almost moaned loud enough that the whole shop heard me. I put my hand on her thigh and started to creep it up towards her pussy. She gasped at my touch. She got up and half-walked half ran out of the back of the shop.

I followed her. As soon as we were outside i grabbed her and shoved my tongue into her mouth. She moaned loudly as she rolled her own tongue over mine. I started to feel her great tits, she gasped as I rubbed her rock-hard nipples fast and hard. She reached down and started to rub my cock through my jeans. I backed her up into a dark corner of the parking lot that we were now in and started to lift her tank top off. I was surprised and turned on even more when I saw she wasn't wearing a bra. I started to do everything to thsoe great tits, rubbing them, kissing htem, licking them. She grabbed my head with both hands and pushed me further down into her breasts while she thrust her chest out towards me. I reached down with one of my hands and started to unbutton her skirt. After fumbling with the button for a few seconds i said fuck it and started to push her skirt up instead. She moaned in pleasure as I peeled her red-lace panties off from under her skirt and pusehd her skirt up to her stomach.Â

There wasn't going to be any oral or anymore foreplay, I needed to fuck her and I needed to fuck her now.Â

I took my shirt off as she unbuttoned my pants and pulled htem down enough that my 7" inch member popped out.

I grabbed one of her sexy thighs and squeezed it as I wrapped it around me. I shoved her up against a wall and without any hesitation buried my cock into her virgin pussy. I thrust so hard I didn't even feel her break, but I could tell by how she screamed "FUUUUUUCK!"Â

At that point I knew that I couldn't let her be too loud. I started to thrust in a good rhythm, not wanting to overwork her too early but at the same time I always refused to go slow enough that I didn't have a girl moaning non-stop.Â

"Oh fuck," she yelled as I slammed my cock into her over and over. "mmmmm yeah! oh god yeah!" As I started to thrust faster she got louder and louder, I had reached my 2nd gear by now and was pounding her like crazy, my balls were slapping into her pussy. I reached down with one of my hands and started to finger her asshole.

"oh my god I'm cumming! oh fuck yes!" she yelled as I continued to pound her no-longer virgin pussy. She started to buck her hips and thrust against my every thrust, I felt her leg start to violently shake as she screamed "FUCK YES! OH GOD IM CUMMMMING! OH MY GAWD! FUCK! FUCK! FUUUUUUUCK!" she yelled as I felt her massive orgasm. She had lost control of her spasming legs, her whole body was trembling as I continued to pound her, giving her hickies and sucking on her tits.Â

Within 5 minutes I had brought her to 4 amazing orgasms and by then she had lost all strength in her legs. I pulled out and laid her down on the grass. She screamed again as I entered her. This time, I was going into my fastest gear right away. "OH FUCK! YES! OH GODDDDD OH MY FUCKING GOD RIGHT HTERE! OH YES YOU FUCKING STUD FUCK ME LIKE A SLUT! FUCK ME! AHHHHHHH! OHHH GOD YEAH!" By now my cock was a blur, I was fucking her harder and faster than any girl yet. She wrapped her legs around me and hooked her heels together as she had another massive climax. "FUCK! OH GOD I JUST CAME ALL OVER YOUR DICK! FUUUUCK YES! I LOVE THAT DICK OH GOD! FUUUUUCK OHHHHH MY GOD! AHHHHHH"Â

I knew I couldn't keep this up for too much longer, I pulled out and put her legs over my shoulders to get the deepest penetration possible. I slammed into her again, "OHH GOD! I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE! OH GOD GIVE ME EVERYTHING YOU'VE GOT! AHHHHHH IM CUMMING AGAIN! IM FUUUCKING CUMMMING!! OH GOD! YES! YES!" I took one of hern ipples into my mouth and started to slurp on it like there was no tomorrow as I fucked her like the two horny teens we were.Â

"FUCK YES! AHHHH FUCK! FUCK YEAAAAAH OH MY FUCKING GOD IT FEELS SOOOO GOOD! OHHHHHHHHH MY GOD! I LOVE IT! I LOVE IT! FUCKKKK YES! AHHHHHHHH!" I felt her have another massive orgasm and this one was too much, I slammed into her three more times, and the third erupted me into the largest load I had ever unloaded at the time. She screamed in pleasure as she felt hot jets of semen go flying into her. I felt her shake violently as she had a chain of massive climaxes, I grabbed her legs and held them apart as I lowered myself to her pussy and started to eat her out as fast as my tongue could move. She laid there, screaming, yelling, moaning in pleasure for another 5 minutes as I tortured her pussy.Â

Afterward, I helped her up and helped her walk to her house, where she invited me in. The fun was only beginning.

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College Party

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Before I start telling the story of the sexiest night I've ever had let me tell you that this is a true story, but the names have been changed to protect those involved.



My name is Nate, I'm 5'8" with a great body and shaggy brown hair. It is the summer between my junior and senior years in high-school. In order to make some money to put away for college or other expenses I took a summer a job at a local pool as a lifeguard. I already knew a couple of the other guards from school, but some of them were strangers to me, these were
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mostly guards who went to the local university.

On one of my first shifts I was working a birthday pool party with one of the University guards named Amy. When I walked in I saw her already watching the kids, she had a cute sweatsuit on, the straps and top of her swimsuit were showing out of the top.Â

I smiled as I saw her retrieve a ball for one of the kids, the little girl grabbed the ball and did a cannonball into the water, drenching Amy. I laughed and she spun around. She stood there, not sure whether to introduce herself first or complain about being wet first. I smiled and threw a towel to her. She dried her hair and face and took off her sweatsuit. I couldn't help but keep my eyes from wandering to her perfectly shaped C-34 boobs and toned perfectly tanned sexy legs. She looked up after drying herself and luckily a kid had just let out a yelp, which had grabbed my attention.Â

A cool breeze came through and she shuddered. I smiled as I walked over to her and offered her my sweatshirt. She smiled and pulled it on, I was sad to see her put it on, but it was a good way to break the ice. She looked extremely cute now. Amy was about 5'4" with shoulder-length brown-hair that was pulled back in a pony-tail, as I already mentioned she had perfect tits an ass to die for and the sexiest, most perfect legs I had ever seen, bar none.

After the formal introductions and some small-talk we realized we had alot in common. She invited me to a party that was going on at her dorm building that night. I had already made plans with my friends, but if I rejected her I might not get another chance so I said I'd be there.

I made sure that I was looking as good as possible before I made the trip over to her house. I also, with alot of difficulty, avoided the tempation to masturbate to the ever-lasting image of her drying off her drenched legs and breasts.Â

When I got to the dorm room I spent 15 minutes dancing and grinding with other girls while I was looking for her. Eventually I saw her, she saw me at the same time and we made our way towards each other. We started grinding together, I could barely keep myself from grabbing her and doing everything to her right there. She was so good at teasing me the way she bent over and rubbed her great ass against my rock hard cock, I could barely handle it. After a few songs of this she asked me if I wanted to go back to her room. Normally I try to play hard to get but not this time.Â

When we got to her room she hung a sweatshirt on the outside of the door. "That's to let my roommate know that I'm in here with someone." I was getting more turned on by the second. We walked into the room and locked the door. I was ready to do everything right at that moment, but she started walking around her room, doing odd jobs like putting things in the right places. She was such a tease. She bent over to pick something up and pulled her short jean skirt up while doing so, I saw right up it and saw she wasn't wearing any panties.Â

I couldn't take it anymore. I stepped right behind her and when she came back up I grabbed her and shoved my tongue into her mouth. She immediately grabbed my neck and held me where I was while she jammed her tongue back into my mouth. We made our passionately for about a minute before i moved my hands from her waist to her perfect tits. She moaned loudly as I began to rub her hard nipples. She put her arms above her head and I pulled her tank top off. She was wearing an incredibly sexy red-lace bra. I unclipped it and started licking, sucking and grabbing her tits. She was almost yelling in pleasure as I flicked her nipples with my tongue.Â

She reached down and started rubbing my rock hard cock through my jeans. As soon as she did this I came back up to make out with her some more but she had already dropped to her knees. I took my shirt off as she unbuttoned my jeans. She pulled down my boxers and my 7 inch long, 6 inches around rock hard cock popped out. She moaned at it and started to get me off. I backed up to her bed and sat down. Amy took my dick head into her mouth and started to roll her tongue around it. I closed my eyes and gasped. She had my balls in her hand and the way she was feeling them was incredible. Then she started to really go faster. She was jacking me off faster than I'd ever masturbated. Then she started to feed more andm ore of my cock into her mouth. I had neverh ad a girl who could deep-throat the whole thing but she had already done it. She bobbed her head wildly, moaning. I gasped. "Oh fuck Amy!" I yelled at the top of my lungs. She moaned even louder. I grabbed her head and started to fuck her mouth.  "Shit your'e gonna make me cum Amy!" She started to go even faster, she ran her tongue all over the head of my dick while her lips slid up and down the shaft. I grabbed the back of my head and shoved my dick as far down her throat as I could as I blasted the biggest load of my life into her. She sputtered a bit but swallowed it all and looked up at me with cum dribbling out of her lips and down onto her boobs.

"Fuck Amy that was SO good." I told her. She laughed. "My turn now."
I had been looking forward to this.Â

I grabbed her and pulled herback up to me and started to make out with her wildly again. We were both like animals in heat. The gasping, moaning, yelling and screeching of pleasure couldn't be equaled by a porn movie. I pulled her onto my lap as we made out and laid her down on the bed. I unzipped her skirt and pulled it off. I stood there, just staring at her naked body for a couple seconds. I didn't think any body could look better tahn hers had at the pool, that had been beaten now. She started to laugh at how dumbfounded I looked. I started to lick her legs, the insides of her thighs, teasing her. She moaned in apprehension as I felt her legs and licked from her knee to her crotch. Then, without warning, I shoved my tongue into her pussy. She screamed in pleasure, I found her clit and started to suck it like a tiny cock. She was completely out of this world now. I started to tongue fuck her while rubbing her clit between two fingers. She had reached down with both hands and was pushing my head further into her pussy. She was yelling louder than any girl I had ever been with, then she wrapped her amazing legs around my head, not letting me escape until I had done what she wanted.Â

"FUCK! OH MY FUCKING GOD YES! RIGHT THERE! AHHHHHH IM CUMMMMINNNG! OHH FUCK! YES!" she was screaming at the top of her lungs and a waterfall like orgasm came flowing out of her. She started convulsing wildly as I continued to tongue fuck her. "OH MY GOD, OH FUCKKKKKKK AHHHHHHH OH GOD DON'T STOP! DON'T STOP!" she yelled as another huge orgasm exploded from her pussy. She had lost control of her legs while convulsing.

I pulled back with a mouth full of cum and grinned at her.

"Get your fucking cock in me, now." she told me. I definitely didn't need to hear it twice.Â

"FUUUAAAUACK!" she yelled as I thrust it all in at once. I didn't let her get used to having it in her either. I started thrusting madly and rapidly as soon as I was in. "OH SHIT! FUCK YES! OH GOD!" she yelled as I rapidly pounded her pussy. Her legs started shaking uncontrollably again as she shouted all sorts of expletives and yelled at the top of her lungs. I felt a gush of warm liquid cover my cock and it took all my energy to keep from blasting my loud right then. I wanted this to last for awhile so I pulled out.

"what the fuck are you doing?" she half-yelled as I flipped her over. "oh fuck yeah!" she moaned as I positioned her on all fours. I grabbed onto her hips and slammed my cock into her from behind. She was thrusting back into me as fast as I was slamming into her. "oh fuck amy!" I yelled, of cousre I couldn't even hear myself. "FUCK YES! OHHHH MY FUCKING GOD! OHHHH GOOOOD YES! IT FEELS SOO GOOD! DON'T STOP! OH MY GOD! FUUUUUUUCK IM CUMMINGAGAIN! RIGHT THERE! OH YES RIGHT THERE!" Everyone in the building had to be able to hear her. I started to stand up while holding her thighs around me. I had lifted her up so that just her face and hands were still on the bed. Now I controlled everything. She was in another world right now as I shifted into another gear, giving any vibrator a run for its money with my wild and rapid thrusts as deep as I could go into her pussy.Â

"FUCK YEAH! OH GOD! YES! YES! YES! OHHHHH MY GOAWWWWD! RIGHT THERE! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH FUCK YES! OHHHHHH IM CUMMING AGAIN! IM CUMMMMIIINNG! AHHHHHH!" I felt her convulsing wildly again as more juices flowed all over my cock. I pulled out again and was amazed by how much cum fell out of her pussy. I picked heru p and slammed her against the wall. I jammed my cock into her again and shoved my tongue into her mouth to keep her from yelling too loud against the wall. She just made up for not being able to yell by moaning even louder as my cock slid in and out of her pussy faster than any she had ever had. I felt her start to tremble again and pulled out and started eating her out wildly again. She came harder than any other time as I gave her cliterus a blowjob.Â

I knew I couldn't hold on for too much more of this and laid her back down on the bed on her back. By now she was moaning any time I touched her. I slammed my cock into her once more and once more she screamed "OH FUCK YES!" only this time she orgasmed as soon as I entered. I gritted my teeth as I held back my load. I started to wildly pound her, at this point my mindset was to tear her in half from the pussy up. She was thrusting her hips up against me as I slammed into her with every thrust. "FUCK YEAH! OH GOD THIS FEELS SOOO GOOD! OH MY GOD OH MY GOD ! IM FUCKING CUMMING AGAIN! FUCK ME ! OH GOD ! FUUUUUCK MEEEE!" She wrapped her legs around me in a vice and while we were thrusting against each other she pulled me into her furhter with her legs while she reached down and rubbed her cliterus. I made out with her breasts and rubbed her rock hard nipples until they were sore. "OH MY GOOOOODDDD OH GOD I WANT YOUR SEED I WANT IT IN ME NOW. OH MY FUCKING GOD I WANT ALL OF YOU IN ME! FUCK YES! RIGHT THERE! YES! OHHHHH MY GOD KEEP GOING! YESSSS! AHHHHHHHH1 I CANT TAKE ANYMORE! FUCKKKKKK IM CUMMING AGAIN! AHHHHHHHH OH MY FUCKING GOD FUCKKK IM CUMMING AGAIN IM CUMMING OHHHHHHHH!" I felt her juices spilling all over both of us while she screamed. I finally shifted into one more gear that I had left, resembling a jackhammer as I flwe in and out of her drenched pussy. "FUCKKK YES! OH GOD! OH GOD! AHHHHHH! IM CUMMING AGAIN! AHHHHH GOD FUCK ME, I WANT ALL OF YOU! I CANT TAKE IT ANYMORE!!!! OH GOD! I CANT TAKE IT!" I blasted my load deep into her as she had a chain of massive eardrum-breaking orgasms. We heard panting and moaning outside the door, I staggered to my feet and looked out the peep-hole to see 4 girls getting themselves off, apparently Amy's yelling and moaning hadn't only turned me on.

I stayed the night with her and by the time the morning came we had fucked 17 times, everytime with even more intensity and passion.

We get together almost every night now to have wild sex like that and we do it in the lifeguard office as well whenever we have a shift together. Once she forgot to take her pill and we fucked 20 times in one day. Of cousre, she was pregnant, and now we are married have 3 kids, I'm 24 and she's 27 and are still in the prime of our sex lives, although with our kids, now we have to go to even more erotic places, like the playground, or a bus-stop in the middle of the night.

Heath

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“Hey, Heath.” I said as I walked into his lesson room. I shut the door behind me, shutting out the noises of the guitar room behind me. “Hey, Lauren. Go ahead and warm up while I tune my guitar.” Heath said in his deep voice. I smiled and sat down in the metal folding chair across from where Heath was sitting. The small room was soon filled with sweet, smooth guitar notes as I warmed up and Heath tuned his guitar.
            “How are things?” Heath’s deep voice sliced through the guitar melodies. I looked up at him, still playing my guitar. “Nothing much. My boyfriend broke up with me, but I’m doing fine wi

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th that.” Heath’s face looked concerned as he asked, “Are you sure you’re okay? You look a little sad.” I shook my head, “No, I’m fine. I think it had been over for a while.”

Heath put his hand on my left knee. It was surprisingly warm. I looked up at him. “You can talk to me anytime you know? After all,” his hand gripped my knee tighter, making my pulse speed up, “you are my favorite student.” I smiled. Heath removed his hand from my knee, patting his lap with his other hand. “Come here, talk to me.” Reluctant at first, not knowing if he was serious or not, I put my guitar in the corner and sat on his lap, so that my legs were on either side of him and I was facing him. “I’ve always been attracted to you, Lauren. You’re funny, smart, and very beautiful. I’ve wanted to do things to you since you first started taking guitar lessons from me.” His breath was sweet and tangy as he talked.

I felt a bulge against his left thigh. I raised an eyebrow. Health smiled his wonderful, crooked smile. “I’ve wanted to do things to you, too, Heath. You’re a very attractive man.” And he was. He had short, choppy black hair, a little scruff on his face, and a reasonably fit body for a man of his age, which was around 40 years old. Heath’s hands traveled down my back, and massaged my bottom. Without warning, I let out a soft moan. He suddenly kissed me, a rough, but at the same time, soft, kiss. His tongue teased my lips until I opened them. His tongue traveled around the inside of my mouth, wrestling with my tongue. My hips started to move back and forth so that I was massaging the bulge on his thigh.

“Mmmm…” Heath let out a small moan. I smiled. “Are you a virgin?” Heath asked. I laughed. “Why do you ask?” He smiled at me. “You just seem like you know what you’re doing.” I smiled, nibbling on his bottom lip. “Yes, I’m a virgin. I guess I just know how to please a man.” Heath’s warm hands squeezed my bottom, making me push up against him harder. “We’ve still got about 20 minutes in your lesson, Lauren. Do you want to make use of that time?” I answered him by slipping my hand down to the bulge in his thigh and rubbed it through his jeans.

I got off of him and got on my knees in front of him. Heath smiled, unzipping his jeans. I pulled them, along with his boxers, to his ankles and my eyes opened wide. His cock was enormous- it had to be 12 inches long and 2 inches thick. He saw my expression and said, “Do you think you can take it in that pretty little 15-year-old mouth of yours?” I nodded, scooting closer to him.

I took his large, semi-hard cock in my hands and lowered my mouth towards it. I teased his throbbing head with the tip of my tongue. I could see Heath straining not to make a noise, seeing as we were in a guitar shop with other lesson rooms all around us. My tongue traveled from his big head to the base of his cock, right above his balls. I began to massage his shaft with my hand. With my other hand, I began to massage his large, swollen balls. As I massaged his shaft and balls, I sucked hard on his throbbing head, then his balls, then back again. I stopped massaging his cock and Heath looked down at me. I smiled, and then took his gigantic head into my mouth. I could feel Heath’s muscles tighten from the pleasure. I began to slide his 12 inches down my throat, until my mouth was at his balls. Suddenly Heath’s hands were on the back of my head, pushing my head down and pulling it back up, fucking my mouth hard. His cock grew larger as it got harder, and suddenly he came in my throat. He continued fucking my mouth, milking out all his warm, delicious cum. He sighed with pleasure, and his muscles relaxed. I pulled my head back, sliding his cock out of my mouth. When his head left my mouth, a small string of spit linked my mouth with his cock, and then it disappeared.

“Wow, Lauren.” Heath said in a panting voice. I smiled, then kissed my way up his body until I got to his mouth. He kissed me again, passionately. He whispered in my ear, “Can you drive yet?” I nodded yes. “When are your parents going to be out of town again?” My parents went on a lot of business trips, once every month. “Next week, for the entire week.” I replied. “Good…” his hot breath warmed my ear and sent tremors down my body, “meet me at the Holiday Inn next Thursday. I…” he was still panting, “…I need to see you again.” I kissed him hard on the lips and said, “It’s your turn next week.” Heath smiled and massaged my bottom again for a minute. Then he looked at his watch and said, “We better get cleaned up, and your mother is waiting in the shop.”

 

 

My hands gripped the steering wheel tightly as I rolled into the icy Holiday Inn parking lot. The clock on the car radio read 9:00 PM. It had been snowing non-stop for a week, something that hadn’t happened in middle Tennessee for a long time. I pulled into a parking spot, careful not to slip into any ice in the dark of night. I got out of the car and shut the door, and headed towards the room number that Heath told me to go to.

I finally found room 217, after climbing up icy stairs and wandering down cold hallways. I took a deep breath and knocked three times on the thick door. I heard footsteps approaching the door, locks being undone, and then the doorknob being twisted open. Heath stood there, in jeans and a black t-shirt that well suited his body. A crooked smile spread across his handsome face as he said, “Come on in, I wouldn’t want you to freeze to death out there.” I smiled and walked into the warm hotel room.

Heath shut and locked the door behind him. “Oh, Lauren, you look cold!” He exclaimed. He rushed over to me and hugged me in his arms, rubbing his hands up and down my back, trying to warm me up. He let go and looked at me. “Do you want anything?” He asked, motioning towards a bottle of champagne that was sitting on the bedside table in a bucket of ice. I smiled and nodded. As Heath opened and poured the champagne, I sat on the side of the large, king-sized bed that dominated most of the room.

“So,” I asked, making Heath look at me for a moment before he returned to the champagne, “you really went full-out to impress me, huh?” He smiled. “I wanted it to be special. After all, you are a special person, Lauren.” He picked up the two glasses of champagne and walked over to the bed and sat down next to me. He handed me one of the glasses. “I’m glad you came.” He said, clinking his glass with mine. “Why, did you think I wasn’t going to come?” I asked, taking a sip. “No…” he tried to find the right words, “I’m just really happy that you came.” I smiled.

Heath took his and my champagne glasses and sat them on the bedside table. He moved closer to me on the bed. “You’re a very beautiful girl, Lauren. I want to do so many things to you.” His deep voice and sensual words made my crotch get warm and throbbing. He ran his large, warm hands up my thighs on the outside of my jeans, and began to massage my crotch through my jeans. I leaned forward and kissed Heath passionately, moving my tongue around inside his mouth, gripping his hair in my hand to pull him closer to me. He pulled away softly, standing up off the bed. Heath walked to the door and turned off all the lights. It was pitch black in the room. “Heath?” I asked into the darkness. Suddenly a flame lit the room- a match- and it lit a candle. Heath had set up candles all around the room, something I hadn’t noticed until now. He lit all the candles, setting a romantic, sensual mood.

He walked towards me, and lifted me off the bed. I felt his lips at my ear, and he whispered, “Get undressed.” I heard a zipper coming undone, and the ruffle of clothing. I followed suit, unzipping my jeans and taking off all of my clothes. Heath’s handsome face was lit in the candlelight- I could see his eyes caressing my body. “You have a very beautiful body, Lauren.” He said, moving towards me. I could see his fit body in the candlelight as well, and as he walked I could see his cock moving against his thigh.

His warm hands caressed my breasts, and Heath suddenly pulled me towards him, our bodies touching. His large cock was against my crotch, warm and soft. He began to kiss me more passionately than he had before, moving his head from side to side and moaning deep animal moans as he tongued my mouth. I moaned with him, my hands gripping his back. He began to kiss my throat and my neck, feeling my erratic heartbeat underneath my skin made his cock pulse. Then, his lips were at my ear again, whispering, “Do you want to be dominated, Lauren?” Just the thought of Heath dominating me made my crotch throb with pleasure. I moaned, “Yes…please…please Heath…”

Suddenly, Heath pushed me hard onto the bed, and moved on top of me. His cock was hard against my crotch. “Lauren…I’m going to do so many things to you…” He began to move back and forth, humping me without penetrating me. He stopped for a moment and spread my pussy lips and placed his cock against my clit so when he humped me it would rub my clit, then he began to erratically hump me, moaning and making me moan with him. His hands massaged my breasts. “Are they too small for you, Heath?” I asked in a panting voice. “No…not at all… I love them…” He replied.

Heath stopped suddenly, getting off the bed and moving to the dresser. He pulled out something that I couldn’t see, and moved back to the bed. Suddenly, I found myself tied to the bed, my arms tied to the headboard and my feet tied to the footboard. Heath moaned as he looked upon my smooth, shaven, virgin pussy in the romantic candlelight. “Ohhh….Lauren….your pussy is so beautiful and wet…” He spread my pussy lips and lowered his mouth to my clit. His warm tongue began to lick and massage my clit, making my strain against the restraints and moan loudly. “Mmmm… you’re really sensitive Lauren…” Heath suddenly began to suck hard on my clit, making me thrash back and forth with pleasure. Then, without warning, one of his large fingers was inside my pussy. “Ohhhh…..” I moaned. I had never had anything inside my pussy before, and it felt amazing, especially since it belonged to this handsome, powerful older man.

He finger fucked my pussy hard, massaging the inside walls and pumping it in and out. Suddenly I felt this warm sensation consume my entire body. “I’m about to…ohh…..Heath….” I moaned. Heath’s finger and sucking sped up as I thrashed against the restraints. “Yeah Lauren, give me your hot cum….mmmmm….” Heath moaned as I began to cum hard in his mouth. He sucked and sucked on my clit until all my cum was out.

My body relaxed from the convulsions, and I lay there in the dark candlelight, panting. “Ohh wow Heath…that was amazing…” I panted. Heath crawled up my body, kissing every inch of my skin until he got to my face, where he kissed my lips and my cheeks and my forehead. He just lay there on top of my for a while, kissing me and telling me how wonderful I was. “Lauren…” he said after a while, “I want to be inside of you.” His deep voice made my pussy throb. “I want you inside of me, Heath.” I whispered in his ear.

He got off of me then, and untied my restraints. Heath got back on the bed and positioned himself between my legs. “This is going to hurt for a while, Lauren, but I promise that I will make it worth it for you.” He took his giant cock in his hands and started to massage it, masturbating to my body, getting it longer and harder with each stroke. Once it was full erect, Heath positioned his giant, throbbing head against my pussy hole, and slowly slipped the head in. My pussy was stretched and I moaned loudly. “Ohhh…Lauren…your pussy is so warm and tight…” He slowly started to push his 12 inches into my tight, virgin pussy. We moaned deep animal moans as he pushed himself into me. He still had a few inches to go when he got to my virginity. “Lauren…” he said, lying flat onto me and kissing me passionately. Suddenly, he slammed his cock into me, breaking through my virginity. My entire body tightened, my legs wrapping around his waist and my arms wrapping around his chest, my fingers digging into his back. He lay there for a while, just kissing me, letting my body get used to his giant cock inside of me. “Are you ready, Lauren?” Heath asked me in his deep, sensual voice. “Yes, Heath…I’m ready for you…” I whispered.

Heath pulled his cock out of my pussy until only his giant, throbbing head was inside of me, and then he slammed into my pussy again. I moaned loudly and wrapped my arms around his back. He began pulling out and slamming back in, slowly at first, and then getting faster each time. Heath pumped in and out of me, fucking me hard, banging the headboard against the wall, making me moan his name and he moan mine. He fucked me deep and hard, fast then slow. I felt his cock get rock hard inside of me. “Lauren…I’m going to c….cum inside of you…do you want my cum?” He fucked me harder than he ever had before. I couldn’t even speak, he was fucking me so hard, his swollen balls slamming against my ass, making a wet slap slap slap sound in the room. “Do you want my cum inside of you, Lauren?” He asked again. I suddenly yelled out, “Yes! Ohhh….Heath please….cum inside of me! Ohhhh…..” Heath slammed deep and hard into me one last time, sending tremors through my entire body and making my wrap my arms and legs tightly around him as we came together, having my first orgasm ever.

We lay there for a while like that, Heath on top of me with his throbbing cock inside of me, and me underneath Heath’s sweaty, muscular body with my arms and legs wrapped around him. He kissed me softly on my lips and my forehead.

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I Just Want To Lick … and …

                Trina was wandering around the old neighborhood.  She was really a messed up young lady, 32 years old, 5’6” tall, quite overweight, maybe 250 pounds, long dirty blonde hair.  She had been living with one guy, but when he went to jail she was seeing another downstairs from me, then was evicted from the complex, but kept turning up to see friends, myself included.

                I was fixing my lunch when she knocked on my door w

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anting to use the phone.  She made her phone call while I stirred the Sloppy Joe mix in the skillet.  She asked, “Do you have extra of that?  I haven’t eaten since noon yesterday!”

                “Gaaawd, Trina, why not?” I asked her.

                “I was out too late to get a bus home, so I stayed with a friend.  We had breakfast but then I went visiting in the neighborhood and missed lunch and supper.  I slept outside last night and had no breakfast this morning.”

                “You sound so desperate, kiddo,” I told her.  “Sure, I have enough for us both.  But it is going to cost you a favor to me!”

                “What favor?” she asked.

                “I’ll tell you after lunch, dear,” I said.  And I finished the Sloppy Joes and dished them up on bread for both of us.

We ate and talked and when I collected our plates and put them in the sink, she asked me again, “So, what favor do you want, Richard?”

“I would love to taste your pussy.  Just lick and finger, no actual sex.”

“But I haven’t had a shower or a bath for two days!” she insisted.

“That’s alright.  You’ll smell and taste all the better for it.”

“But I might be too funky for you.”

“Let me be the judge of that, okay?”

“But I’ve had to go pee outside sometimes, no toilet paper to wipe myself, just my panties to soak up the pee!”

“Again, all the better.  Now, could I take off your shorts and panties?”

“Well, if you really want to do this, I guess so.”  She stood up from where she had been sitting on the foot of my bed and I reached out to unfasten her jeans shorts.  I unsnapped them and unzipped them and slowly let them down from her big butt and hips and down her thighs.  Already I could smell the strong urine scent coming from between her big thighs.

“Uhhmmmm, so far you smell great,” I told her, sliding her shorts the rest of the way down her legs, past her big calves and off over her dirty feet.  I raised the crotch area of her jeans to my face and mouth and nose to sniff at her pissy smell and then to lick the flavor of it.  Gaaawd, she tasted goooood!  I could hardly wait to get her panties off and go down between her large thighs.

“Damn, Richard, I didn’t know men liked this sort of thing.”

“What?  A woman’s pee?  For a girl who’s been around, like you have been, I’m surprised you haven’t seen it all.  Everything a man somewhere might want from you.”

“Well, this is a first for me.  Maybe I haven’t been around that much, Richard!”

When I finished all I was going to do with her jeans shorts, I reached out to her big tummy, lower tummy anyway, and began to peel her panties down.  I slipped them down over her big buttocks in back and down from her hips and stopped when they were inverted high up between her thighs.  I enjoyed seeing her full bushy pubic hair and ran the tips of my fingers through it.  “Uhmmm, nice smell, Trina,” I told her as I lifted my fingers to my nose to smell the scent that had accumulated in the hair on above her crease.  Again, Uhhhmmmmmm!  She has such a very strong pissy scent!

From between her thighs I tugged at the wet panty gusset and removed it from between her chubby thighs.  Leaning down to it, I raised it to my nose and mouth as well, and smelled and tasted the stale and fresher wastewater from inside her.  Gaaaawd, she smelled and tasted simply DELICIOUS!

“Would you lie back on the end of my bed here and let me take your panties the rest of the way off?”  She did as I asked and I slid her under pants down her legs, past her knees and as I had done with her shorts, off over her feet.  “Raise your legs back, honey,” I told her.  I pressed on her feet, gently pushing her legs back and apart.  She bent them at her knees and spread her thighs apart wide for me.  I loved seeing her spread before me, her hairy gash spread wide opened for me to see from her lower tummy down between her bum cheekies and her anus.  I leaned down to smell her directly from her pissy wet crease and then licked at her pinky flesh there.  Uhhhmmmm, mmmmmmm, gaaaawd, sooooo gooooooood!  My tongue licked at her inner lips and opened them, spreading them apart to lick at and to suck up into my mouth.  She was SO very rich and pissy smelling, very strong tasting.  I licked at her cunny lips, sucking them into my mouth until there was little or no flavor left, then let go and licked at her crease again and again to be sure and spread the flavor of her urine and sweat around, to lick and taste at other leakage from her vagina.  And then I dipped down between her slightly dirty bums and licked and sucked at her anus, tasting the wonderfully sweet flavor of the streaks of poo she’d missed there when wiping after she went poop.  Maybe she DIDN’T wipe and I was wiping her with my tongue!  How much more erotic still!

“Oh gaaawd, Richard, not down there,” she said, flinching as my tongue slathered down and over her anus.

“No, no, sweetie, it’s all goooooood down here.  You smell and taste wonderful!” I reassured her.  I slid my right index finger into her pussy and felt around, rubbing the “ceiling” as it were of her sex tunnel as I licked and sucked at her cunny lips and female parts again.

“GAAAWD, Richard, you’re gonna make me cum!” she told me.  “Ohhh Richard … Ohhhh, man!  That feels …. Ohhhhh SO gooooood.  Lick me baby.  Suck at my cunt.  Suck my flesh there.  Ohhh gaawd yes lick my clit.  Suck it, Richard.  Suck my hard clit!”  I nuzzled inside of her wet smelly crease, licking and sucking at her clit, at her pee pee opening, down to her vagina and back up.  My finger inside of her pussy was tickling her g-spot and she was VERY NEAR her climax.  She was anxiously grinding her cunny against my face as I licked and sucked and fingered her pussy until she finally DID cum, rubbing off against my face and mouth and nose.  Her pee dribbled little trickles of her fresh salty urine as she reached her orgasm.  I licked and sucked at her until she got too sensitive down there for me to continue.  She reached down with both hands and pushed my head and my face away from her cunt and her pussy parts, saying,  "My gaaawd, Richard, that just about blew my head right off.  That was fantastic, baby!  But I need to take a break down there for a few minutes.  I’m going to have to get up and go pee in a minute, hon,” she said.

“No need to get up to do it.  I’ll get a couple towels and you can go right here.  Let me watch it, feel it, maybe taste it some more.”

“Gaaawd, Richard, you are a nasty man!”

“And I haven’t even had your bottom yet!”

“Are you kidding me?  You want to do something with my bottom?  What?”

“First, let’s have you comfortable.  When you have to pee, I’ll take care of it for you.”

“And how will you do that?” she asked.

“I’ll show you.  Stay right there.”  I went to my linen closet and got two thick bath towels and returned to the foot of the bed and my office chair.  “There!  When you’re ready to go pee, just raise your legs back and I’ll catch it in these towels.  Of course I will want for you to stop and go and stop go for me.  I want to lick your wee wee as you go pee.  I want to catch some of it in my mouth …”

“Damn, Richard, do you really do all that?”

“Yes Trina.  I like pee, and other stuff!  So let me know when you are ready.  While we’re waiting let me ask you, did you ever wet your panties after you were potty trained?”

“Yeah I had a problem with that until I was in Junior High school.”

“Ohh, gaaawd, me too,” I told her.  “Were you treated badly for it?”

“Yes!  I’ll have to tell you sometime!  But I have to go pee now, Richard.”

“Alright, Trina.  Raise your thighs and legs back again,” I told her.  She raised her big thunder thighs back and spread herself opened for me to see her pussy and anus again.  Still folded for the linen shelf, I pushed the end of one of the towels under her big bottom and laid the other on top of that.  “Okay, dear, go pee when you’re ready.”  I watched her relax a little and try to go pee with me watching her down there.  She tried a couple more times as I coaxed her to relax, just let it come out.  I watched her pee pee opening and soon she began to trickle out her strong salty yellowy urine.  It dribbled out at first and I leaned down to smell it and then licked it and savored the flavor of her delicious urine in my mouth.  She sprayed again a couple times and I leaned down just as she sprayed out a stream right into my mouth.  I swished it around my gums and teeth and savored the flavor and feel of it before I spit most of it out onto the towel and swallowed the last of her taste in my mouth.  Several times again she peed and stopped, peed and stopped, and I caught her streams in my mouth, swished them around my teeth and gums, savored the flavor then let it go onto the towel.  She finished all too soon and I leaned down to lick out her pussy again and licked down to her bottom hole and into the wet towel beneath her.

“See?  I like to lick it,” I told her, and then licked the dirty little crinkles of her anus.  “Push down on yourself a little bit.   And I like to suck on it,”  I told her as I closed my lips around her bulging out anal sphincter and sucked on the little dirty bulges that made up her bottom hole.  “I also like to put my tongue up into it.”  As she was pushing down on her bowels inside I slithered my tongue up the little brownie hole that led inside of her.   And I like to finger it.”

“Oh, is that all?  That’s really nasty, Richard,” she said.

“Not as long as nothing comes out.  Except my finger.”

“Have you done this before … Oh SURE you have, or you wouldn’t want to do mine.  Do you really enjoy doing that?”

“Yes, very much.”

“Even if your finger gets dirty in there?”

“Especially if my finger gets dirty in there.  I like touching what is inside there, Trina!  Go ahead and raise your thighs back.  Let me see your anus.”  She did as I asked her to.

Reaching to the side table in my little computer office area, I picked up the tube of lube and coated my right index finger with it.  I put it down to her anus and slowly twisted my finger up into her rectum.

“You must have some difficulty going poo, Trina!  This is really hard and big in here,” I told her.

“Sometimes, yeah.  Sometimes it hurts.  It really stretches out my hole there, sometimes it bleeds.”

“Well, push down a bit more and I’ll break this up inside of you.  It’ll make it easier for you to go poo the next time.”

“Gaaawd, Richard, do you really do that?”

“Sure.  Remember I had to take care of my wife for ten months after she had a stroke.  She was paralyzed on her entire left side, and that affected her bowels and bladder too.  She was incontinent, but sometimes stopped up, and I had to relieve her of the constipation.”

“Couldn’t you just give her an enema?”

“Could have, but like I said she was incontinent.  She couldn’t have held the water.  By the way, do you like enemas?”

“Not particularly.  Why, do you like giving them?”

“Gaaawd yes, Trina.”

“Maybe I’ll let you give me one.  I feel so full down there sometimes.”

“Push down, hon.  Push down so I can feel this in here.  Ooooohhh yeahhhhh, that’s nice.”  I felt the firm end of the poop inside her slide down over my finger, until that finger was fully engulfed in her food waste inside her.  “How does that feel, Trina?”

“It’s … kind of … exciting.  I like feeling it.  Feeling your finger up inside me there.  Knowing that you are touching my poop in there.”

I moved my finger in and out of the hard lump nearest her anus and began breaking it up inside of her.  I pushed my finger into it and pressed against it and loosened it and softened it, playing with it and getting it allllll over my finger.  “Do you want to push some out for me to see, Trina?”

“Gaaawd, that’s so nasty Richard.  I’m sure you’ve seen a woman going poop before, with your wife and all.”

“Yesss, I used to watch it coming out of her, touched it and got it on my fingers.  It didn’t need much spreading around to get it out onto her buttocks and to make a little mess with it.  I had to clean it up after all!  I may as well enjoy it, right?”

“Yeah I guess so.  Do you like feeling mine?”

“YESSS!  I like fingering it and playing with it inside you.  That firm end is pretty well broken up now.  It will be much easier for you to go poo when you are ready.”

“Do you want for me to do it now, Richard?”

“If you’re ready to, YES.  I’d love to see it.  I’ll clean you all up afterward!”

“Okay.  But this is the first time I’ve done this.”

“Maybe you’d like to masturbate yourself as you go for me.  It’s just a thought.”

“I think I will,” she said reaching her hand and fingers down to her crease and began to spread her lips opened and to rub lightly.  As I fingered her bottom hole and mixed and smashed and mashed her hard firm poop inside of her rectum, she began to rub harder and more intensively.  She was pushing down on her bowels and opening her anus for me to see.  It stretched and bulged and then began to open.  The end of her firm poop crowned in the opening and as she pushed down more and more it began to come out of her.  Her anus stretched and stretched opened, wider, bigger and the end of the poop with my finger stuck up into it as far as it would go began to come out of her big bottom hole.  One big piece that I had softened fell from my finger and onto the towel underneath her buttocks and between her cheeks.  I pressed my finger into the softer mess again as she pushed down and let her push it out with my finger pressed up into it.  It fell away again and I just held her big bottom cheeks in my hands and let my thumbs rub over her anus as the rest of her poop came out of her.  I wiped it away to the left and right and down below her dirty hole until I had made a nice little mess on her cheekies right around her anus, maybe a two inch radius of smeared poo onto the insides of her cheeks.  It smelled of course, but I enjoyed touching it and playing with it and seeing it come out of her.  When she finished I wiped the last little bit of her dirty poo around and onto her anus.  She masturbated herself to a climax as I toyed with the brownie mess around her butt hole.

When I was finished playing with her poo mess I gathered up the towels and folded them over the mess.  I took them into the bathroom and shook out what I could into the toilet and flushed it.  I washed my hands clean and soaked and soaped a wash cloth to take back into Trina, to clean up her butt.  She still had her big thighs and legs raised back and I began the cleanup of her dirty bottom hole and the insides of her cheeks where I had made still more of a mess.  I wiped and washed her anal area, cleaned the insides of her butt cheeks and wiped away all trace of the mess I had made from her going poo.

“All cleaned up,” I said.  “You can stay there and relax a bit, or get dressed and go,” I told her.

“Aren’t you going to cum after all that?” she asked me.

“Probably later.  I’ll look at some things in the internet and jack off.”

“It’s not fair,” she exclaimed. “You got to watch me do all that I did.  I should be able to watch you jack off!”

“Okay, but I may not get very hard.”

“That’s okay.  You don’t seem to want to fuck me anyway.”

“And that is basically why.  But I’ll jack off for you to watch.”  I reached over to my side table for the baby oil.  Standing up I took down my jeans and since I didn’t have any underwear on, was all but nude.  I slipped off my t-shirt and sat back down.  “Could I come on your butt, Trina?”

“Sure.  I ‘d like to feel you squirt on me.”

“Okay, turn around onto your knees.  Put your head down on the pillow and I’ll squirt onto your anus and butt cheeks.”

“Uhhmmmm, sounds hot!”  So I lubed up my limp cock and began to massage it.  I can’t really say I stroked it, until it became semi erect and I could slide my fist up and down on it gently.  I watched Trina’s anus and pussy as she reached back between her legs and masturbated herself to an orgasm yet again while I tried and tried to make myself cum.

When I gave up and she had climaxed once again, I picked up her panties and wiped the gusset up through her cunny and between her bottom cheeks.  “I’d like to hang onto these until I do my laundry again, then I’ll wash them for you and give them back next time you come over.”

“Yeah?  When?” she asked.

“Ohhh, maybe when you get your period next!  That would be fun to play with too.”

“Damn, Richard, you like the nastiest things.  But I should start in another week or so.  I’ll come over again when I start.”

“Maybe come over the second day, alright?”

“Okay.  Sounds like a plan,” she said getting up and pulling her jeans shorts back on and fastening them up.  She gave me a hug and I showed her out the door and watched as she walked to the end of the walkway and down the steps to street level.

Toilet Fun

Richard6247 on Toilet Slave Stories

Toilet Fun

                Since there are no stories under the subject of Toilet Slaves, I’ll begin.  Not that I am into really gross or mean spirited toilet play, but there are certain aspects of it that I do enjoy.  Hopefully these can be just short little blurbs.  For example, I spent most of my adult life sitting at a drawing table as an electrical designer.  I worked mostly ON-SITE and a few times had the pleasure of having a desk near the Women’s rest room (also near the men’s but that might be another story).

    &n

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bsp;           The walls were always pretty thin and I enjoyed being able to hear ladies, who worked in the trailers with us, actually going pee.  I liked making up fantasies of her wiping with toilet paper, or just pulling up her panties and letting the last little dribbles soak into the crotch panel of her under panties.  I guess I came up with that from liking to find my sister’s or my mother’s panties in the laundry, when I was a kid at home during adolescence, and sniffing their urine from the gussets.  Now here were all these different women I was seeing going into bathrooms over the years, hearing them pee, and then coming out of the bathrooms with those little dribbles in her panties, the fresh taste of pee in their creases.

Later in life I enjoyed community laundry rooms in the various apartment buildings while I was in the military.  A lot of women would take their laundry baskets down to the machines then go back to their apartment before actually starting the washers.  I found some VERY delicious panties there, wonderful urine smells and even some dirty little smears in the backs of them.  Once in a while I would find a pair of bloody soaked panties from a woman or girl on her period.  I got turned onto that when my sister started her cycles, and I would often fine her bloody soiled panties on the floor next to her bed.  Incidentally, we still shared a bedroom at that time.

One of my “wildest fantasies” occurred when I was dating my first wife, while we were still in high school.  We were going some place or other with her mom and dad, and had only a beat up old pickup to drive.  Dad drove, mom sat in the middle, and I sat by the door with my girlfriend on my lap.  She was wearing a pad that I could feel on my lap.  I so enjoyed the fantasy of her wonderful smelling and tasting pussy, with her monthly flow soaking into the pad.

Okay, so another few memories to get started here.  My fascination with menstrual play really began with my sister, just her panties and the discarded pads wrapped in toilet paper in the bathroom waste basket, and then my first wife.  She thoroughly enjoyed that extra wetness and I loved the visual effect, and the scent of the menses, or should I say messes.  I really missed that aspect of our sex life after she had our third child then had to have a hysterectomy.  After nearly twenty years she became gravely ill and after 10 days in the hospital in a coma, she passed away early in the new year.

 Later that same year I met another young lady.  So young in fact that she could have been my daughter.  My oldest daughter at that time was actually 10 days younger than this young lady.  But we had a fairly good few years, then she got pregnant and abruptly miscarried, once we both came to terms with her being pregnant and thinking forward about having a baby, for ME, YET ANOTHER baby, for which I was NOT prepared, having had a vasectomy 12 years earlier.  But it had apparently blown up and she got pregnant (and I doubt that it was from an affair; we were active in our religion at the time, and we didn’t have that apart from each other time).  But she recovered from that trauma in one way and I in another, and we grew farther and farther apart.  We ended up divorced.

But for several of the first years of our marriage we had some really good sex play, including during her periods.  There were other times when she would be in the bathroom, sitting on the toilet, and I would hear her peeing.  Several times she would call me to the bathroom door and tell me, “Listen!” and she would empty her bladder while I enjoyed the splattering of her urine into the toilet beneath her.  Other times she would call me to the door and I would hear her poop.  Gawd how hot that was!!  Seeing her “straining” for lack of a better word, having her bowel movement, I would hear her waste “ker-plop-ker-plunk, into the toilet.  Uhhmmm so hot!

 

See, no touching it, smearing it all over, CERTAINLY NOT PUTTING IT INTO MY MOUTH OR EATING IT!

 

                But in our sex life we included anal sex.  That started when I was licking her pussy, which we BOTH loved, and happened to dip my tongue down to her bottom hole and tasted her delicious brownie opening down there.  At first I would just lick and kiss around the outside, then I began pushing my tongue up into her anus and after a time she realized that I wanted to touch her poo inside her, so she began pressing down on herself and letting me touch her little messes in her rectum with the end of my tongue.  It wasn’t long after that that she was curious about how my finger up in her bottom would feel.  So I did it.  I used a little lube that we kept for some dry times, got my finger slippery and slowly inserted it into her bottom hole and felt around.  She wasn’t at that point in that activity, ready to push down on herself, but after several months, I asked her to push down.  Ohhh, gaaaawd, she did, and I loved feeling her poo inside of her rectum.  It was cautiously at first, very limited, but became a much more involved activity.  I SO THOROUGHLY enjoyed touching her poo inside of her, pressing my finger into it, mixing it, stirring it with my finger, and pressing it against the walls of her rectum!

                The last thing we did before we split was to have her pee into my mouth.  She had gotten in the habit of peeing before bedtime but making a point of not wiping with toilet paper  She would just bring her deliciously wet and pissy smelling pussy to bed and I would enjoy going down on her.  But one night I suggested, “Why not just skip the bathroom and the toilet, and you can go pee into my mouth.”  So to keep from making a total mess of the bed, I held a nice thick towel, folded several times, up to her crease as she was on her hands and knees.  I scooted my face up into her cunny and waited for her to start going pee pee, and caught every last drop of it in my mouth, but let it drain out into the towel.  I swallowed the last little bit of her stream and learned that THAT I now love to do.

                Like I was saying earlier, we grew apart and divorced after 15 years.

                Another craving of mine is for plus sized women, chubby, Chubbier, but not quite to CHUBBIEST!  One of the ladies I met after that was a very horny, plus sized junior high school teacher.  We spent a couple months together, had some nice wild sex, had a threesome once with a man friend of hers, and after that she wanted me in the bathroom with her when she had to go potty.  I LOVED playing with her crease and fingering her vagina as she was going pee.  THAT I tasted.  When I would take my hand out from between her legs I would sniff my fingers and lick them, tasting her urine.  Hot, Hot, HOT!  And then she wanted me to feel her going poo.

                That was terribly exciting!  She settled herself onto the toilet seat and I put my hand underneath her and back between her bum cheeks.  I was touching her bottom hole as she was waiting to start her bowel movement.  I felt her anus bulging, relaxing, bulging again and again, opening and closing before she actually began to go poop.  That was the first time that I actually FELT a woman going poo!  I really didn’t care for her poop because it was watery and lumpy, rather than a long solid mass that mine are, and that my second wife’s were.  But it was still feeling a woman going poop and I did like the thought of that.

                The next lady I came across lived in Michigan when I first met her, then I moved her in with me in Kansas City.  We were together for just under two years, but we did all that we could possibly enjoy doing.  We spent three days at her place in Michigan, packing her and getting her ready to move in with me.  We had frequent and WONDERFUL sex.  She was hands down the BEST woman I have been with, sexually, anyway.  She had a nice STRONG smelling and tasting pussy and I very thoroughly enjoyed licking and lapping and sucking her cunny to make her have climax after climax.  At one point in those first three days, we had gone for a walk to the park and back and in her bedroom, she turned me around and slid my jeans and under shorts down and started to lick my bottom crease.  She licked and lapped and sucked at my asshole until I nearly lost my cum onto the floor.

                We talked about anal licking after that and the night before we left Michigan we bought a bag of Hershey’s what? Singles?  The little chunks of various Hershey candies, plain, almond, peanuts, crunch … and needless to say, the little Crunch candies were the best to simulate licking her dirty poopy bottom hole.  She would put one between her cheekies for a few minutes to let it melt nicely then I would lick her “dirty, poopy anus”.  We did several variations on that, like inserting candy kisses into her anus and having her push them out after they were sufficiently melted.  After we settled in Kansas City, she let me regularly play with her on the toilet when she went pee and when she went poo.  I loved playing with her anus, having it actually dirty with her POO!  I still hadn’t actually LICKED HER POOPY anus, or actually TASTED anyone’s poop, other than just the tiny touching of it with the end of my tongue going up her bottom hole.

                The next lady in my life was my wonderful third wife.  She was such a sweetheart, so loving and kind that we never had an argument the whole 7 years we were together after we met.  She then had a stroke and was paralyzed from head to toe on the left side of her body, and quite incontinent.  She wore diapers that I had to change, both wet and messy.  There were a few times in trying to get her out of the bed, which she could manage to do with a bedside pole and her remaining GOOD side, and get turned around to sit on a porta-pottie to pee or go poo.  She was very awkward at trying to wipe herself, so I was the only one there to wipe her quimmy with toilet paper and sopping up the last of her urine.  And I enjoyed getting to wipe her bottom after she’d gone poo.  Things got out of control with her body, she had a second stroke and toward the very end I wasn’t bothering with the diapers, just had her laying on a  pad and just letting go with her urine or her poop.  I would then clean her up, put down a fresh, new, clean pad or two or three! And wait until the next time!  She had a third “episode” the doctors didn’t want to say was a stroke, but she passed away within the month due to kidney failure.

                I have been alone since then and sit here at my computer, my peter oozing precum, and now I must take a break and get things settled down there.

 

Grandpa's Lessons Part 3

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Sara had been busy preparing for the poker party hoping perhaps if she did a good job, he might forget. She hd beer on ice, all the snacks he wanted, and the table set up as ordered. At 6 oclock his friends were to arrive and sure enough five men, all older men who looked to be grandfathers themselves, entered. One even looked like Santa Clause a bit but as he passed her he stopped and pinched her ass as she was squeezing his own crotch.

Her grandfather had seen but just continued to greet his guests and soon had them down as she offered them beers, dressed only in short shorts, a thong and bra, as ordered.

Her grandfather dealt. "Who ever wins this hand lets say gets a blow job for the entire next round?"

The old sant pulled her close as she pass

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ed. "Good incentive to win. You'll like my ten inches."

Fighting the tears she stood there watchig as they played, and all too soon the hand was one, not by Santa bu by a balding black mn who from the logo on his shirt worked for the local mechanic. She was forced to crawl under the table and unzipping his pants, remove his cock. Hidden from view she allowed the tears to come as she sucked and licked the man till he came, praying it would be the end but she foud herself forced to continue for more as she was reminded the prize had been for the rest of the round.

She had not heard the second prize but the old store ower who had been eying her all day ripped off her bra and made her sit in his lap but facing him. His mouth went down to her large ripe breasts and bega suckling on them though he sunk his teeth deep into each nipple, causing her to hiss in pain.

 He whispered as he turned her around. "You get to sit with me all nicely for this round."

 Her grandfther looked at her. "We play for holes now, first call on each hole. You get your choice by win."

She sat here, her breats painfully groped through another three rounds. Old Santa won her ass, the black man whose cock she sucked won first ride of her pussy and one the others got first round on her mouth.

Her grandfather pulled her off his lap but dragged her, strippig her bottoms into the bedroom but she realized i shock the old black man went to lay bottom naked on the bed. She stuggled and fought but she foud herself forced to straddle the man and her grandfather pushed down hard on her till the cock was burried deep in her. But she was soon to learn the reaso for the bed.

The old santa positioned himself. "It has been decades since I road a good ass. You be a good filly now."

She screamed as he drove into her ass and she found herself being forced up and down the other cock by his movements, feeling fuller then she had ever had in her life. The third man was soon in front of her and she was forced to somw how perform oral s the other two road her hard. There was no end, as soon as the three climaxed they changed positions and once again all her holes were filled. It continued on and on until each man including her grndfather had at least two tries at each hole.

She was finally allowed to slump down on the bed. The old Santa pet her. "What a good little filly."

One of the men who was a farmer smiled. "Bring her to my barn tomorrow, I have a few to try out on her."

 The men were lead out but she remained where she was as her grandfather ordered her not to move, but whe he returned he shooed her naked into the kitchen to clean up the mess. She could barely move and she waas crying the entire time, but she did as she was told. It seemed though her grandfather had not forgotten and after she was done she was bet over the desk chair for a paddling.

Her grandfather fucked her through the night and whispered. "Tomorrow should be exciting, I have always wanted to see a pussy eaten by something other then a human tongue." 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Grandpa's Lessons Part 2

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Sara woke up the next morning praying it had been a horrible dream but as she laid in bed she knew even though alone she was naked under the blankets and her body was cramping. She barely made it into the bathroom where she took a long hot shower trying desperately to feel clean. She noticed as she dressed she had bruises along her breasts and her body. As she dressed she desperately hoped if she continued to be good it would not happen again. She knew if she told her mum she would be locked up in the juvenile hall like school for her mother would never believe her.

She headed into the kitchen where she foud her grandfather was already gone from the house but there was a list of chores for her to do. After a quick breakfast of cereal she headed out hoping perhaps if she fini

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shed the chores she could head into town. She had a bit of money left, though she was told she would wait till the fall for  job. She was nearly done when she went to take some buckets into the old barn when her Grandfather appeared and she knew from the look he was giving her, it was not over.

He walked over to her. "Get over there to the saw horse and lean over it now."

She shook her head whimpering. "No."

He wripped her shirt and bra off of her. "I told you that you would get a spanking, now get over there."

Trying to cover herself with her hands she had walked over to the horse and was leaned over it so her ass was up in the air. Before she could react she found he hands being tied with rawhide to the horse, and after her shorts and undies were stripped off he tied her legs in place.

He leaned down and kissed her neck. "You'll learn to be a good little girl quick, just like your dad did."

She felt the leather of a whip run along her back. "Please, I'll do better. I was just scared."

Listening to noe of her cries he demanded that she count the whips and if she missed a count they would go back to the start, a whip for every year she was alive. Howling in pain and bitig her lip through it Sara just barely managed to get out the last numbers.

Before she could recover she felt his cock forcing its way in her crotch once again and he was soon pumping away but he was not quiet, telling her she would learn to use all her holes today. He climaxed inside of her cunt and she was soon to understand what he meant when she felt some grease smeered on her ass.

She tried to struggle. "No. Not in there, please not in there."

Her grandpa smacked her ass. "I guess you'll get another spanking tonight. Now shut up whore."

If the pain last night had been bad she thought she would surely die from the pain as he forced his way into her and she did pass out eventually as he pumped inside of her over and over again, not minding she had passed out at all. when he was done though she woke p to a spray down from a hose and when untied she was handed her clothes and a grocery list.

Her grandpa put a hand between her legs. "I am having friends for a poker game tonight."

Sara hoped it would mean she would have a break. "I will go and get the things."

 Pulling her back in he kept a hand between her legs and whispered he would not forget about tonight either and she would still be in for a spanking till she learned her place.

He pulled away. "By the way a few of my friends will be enjoying your services tonight as well." 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Grandpa's Lessons

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Sara stood at the bus stop holding her suitcase and waiting. At sixteen Sara had been expelled from the last of a line of schools and her parents had enough. Her father had died when she was lttle and her mother had remarried and with her stepfather had several small children. They decided they no longer had the time or patience to del with her disobedience and had arranged for her to live with Grandpa Mike in Kansas. He lived on a farm outside of  smll town and he was willing to take her in.It was summer but she would stay there till she graduated and if she got expelled this time she was looking at military school.

Grandpa Mike was her biological dad's father and she had not seen him since she was little. She had grown up in DC and the thought of living on a small far

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m did not excite her. Her grandfather she was told would have an old truck for her to drive and she would be expected to find work in the fall. The summer she would help her Grandfather where ever he needed. He was too old now and had rented out his farm land but he did have a small garden and some animals still.

A rusty old pick up truck pulled up and a man well into his sixties with graying hair and the start of a bulge climbed out and came her way. He was  bit gruff but he ushered her into his truck and drove her along through the two street town and out to the nearest farm. Though the land was rented out there was a small barn ad the old  house with chipped paint. He led her into the house and explained she would be expected to help feed the cats and dogs, pick up after herself and cook for him. he motioned to another old truck outside s hers and told her the store in town had  tab for him for groceries.

The bedroom she was given she was sure once had been her dads though there was now a double bed but there was a faded cowboy border on the walls and some toys. She was only relieved there was a computer and  small television added though she soon foud out there was no internet and her grandfather only got a few stations.

Her grandfather was a bit gruff but after dinner she joined him for some television in the living room before she headed for bed. She woke up later that night though to find him standing over her. It took her a few seconds to realize the blankets once covering her were gone and her nightdress was hiked up around her waist, and her underwear she realized with shock dangled from his hands.

She tried to cover her crotch area but he swatted away her hands. "No, let me look."

Sara cringed as came to the bed and she realized he wore only boxers. "What are you doing?"

He did not answer at first but pulled down his boxers and she watched in horror as he knelt down on the bed straddling her legs on either side of her.

She tried to move away. "Grandpa, you can't do this. Stop this Grandpa."

He slapped her. "You were sent here to learn obedience litle girl. You will learn it as your dad did."

Reminded her dad had left as soon as he was old enough and never told her or her mother why, she cringed. She fought him but she found her hands being tied with some rawhide to the headboard and before she could protest another piece was shoved in her mouth as a gag.

 Her grandfather tore her nightdress off. "You have been a very bad girl and Grandpa is going to teach you. Yoi learn your lessns well and you and I will get along. You will learn how to please your Grandpa soon."

He lowered his mouth down over one of her young breasts and began suckling it, sinking his teeth into each nipple and making her cry out against the gag. He cotinued to suckle at the breasts as one of his hands strayed between her legs and his figers ran along the lips of her pussy.

He pulled away as she tried to close her legs. "You be good or I will tie your legs open and tomorrow you will get the spanking of your life."

She sobbed and tried her best but as one of his fingers slid inside of her virgin cunt and screamed and bucked, trying to get him off of her. This could not be happening. He let go but only long enough to get more rawhide and tie her legs so she was in a spread eagle and helpless.

 He sighed. "Kathy was right, a slow learner. We will have this lesson every night and if you don't lean quick you will have a nice taned ass which will make me fucking it even harder for you little girl."

Sobbing she desperately tried to close her legs but couldn't as her grandfather sunk down between her legs and stuck his face betwee her lips and began lapping at her. Against her protests her body desperately began responding, her body jerking in hugry response to the attention his tongue was giving. He took such pleasure when she climaxed and he lapped up her fine juices.

He positioned himself to take her but whispered. "Your daddy was a bit younger his first time but never too late."

Even with the gag in her mouth her screams could be heard as he hunched forward and in one swift thrust he buried his cock deep into her, a good eight inches and two inches thick, rock hard for an old man. Her cherry popped the first time and her body jerked up in flaring pain. Her grandfather held still for a few moments but the soon started pumping in and out of her, taking no notice of the pain she was in. Suddenly he was slowing and she could feel his cock pulsating inside of her before it exploded with cum all inside of her. He flopped dow next to her when he withdrew and removed her gag.

He whispered. "We will tan your pretty bum tomorrow in the barn. Little girl better learn her manners quick or mommy will here and you will be sent to that detention camp like school she threatened you with." 

 

 

 

 

  

 

 

 

 

 

Babysitter meets a Dane

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 Race Track Slut.

Tammy and her mother had just moved from the city to a new house in Vermont.  The house was directly across the street from a horse race track.  The location was not that great, but the rent was affordable.  School had just ended for the spring and Tammy was upset that she had left her friends.  She was 14 and she knew she was going to miss Sarah the most.  Sarah and Tammy had been friends all their lives and recently they had started to explore their sexuality together.  On the night before Tammy moved the two girls had a sleep over and decided

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that it might be a long time till they met another good friend or had a boyfriend, so they took turns playing who was the boy and who was the girl. After doing what they had done before, playing with each other’s breasts and nipples, and fingering each other, Sarah looked at Tammy and said, “Shall I pretend I’m your boyfriend and go to third base?”  Tammy said “yes” and Sarah leaned forward and started sucking on Tammy’s hard nipples.  Tammy’s breasts were not as big as Sarah’s but they were very firm and her nipples would get so hard that they grew to about an inch away from her breast.

 

Sarah was sucking hard on Tammy’s nipples and Tammy was getting close to cumming just from the stimulation.  Sarah could tell how hot Tammy was and she slowly left her breasts and ran her tongue down the middle of Tammy’s perfectly flat belly.  As Sarah’s tongue got to Tammy’s panties she began to smell how hot Tammy was.  She had fingered Tammy many times and knew how wet Tammy got when she was turned on.  Sarah never played with Tammy without having a towel near by, because when Tammy came she would soak Sarah’s hand, and anything Tammy was sitting on. 

 

Sarah had slowly pulled down Tammy’s panties revealing her pussy, just inches away from her face.  Although Tammy was a little girl, about 5’ tall and very skinny, she had a very big pussy.  Sarah had always been able to put all 4 fingers inside of Tammy and one day almost put all her hand inside.  Tammy had sworn that she wasn’t using big things to masturbate with, but Sarah still had her hymen and it was obvious that Tammy, although a virgin, had lost hers while masturbating with something.  Sarah pulled Tammy’s panties off completely and sat her down on the bed on the towel.  She got on her knees beside the bed and pushed Tammy’s legs to the sides- She was now looking deep inside her best friend’s pussy, and stopped to just stare at it.  Tammy finally said,  “are you going to look at it or lick it?”  Sarah leaned forward and ran her tongue along one side then down and up the other side.  Tammy couldn’t believe how great her friend’s tongue felt.  Then Sarah got to the top of her slit and licked hard on Tammy’s clit.  Tammy quickly grabbed the back of Sarah’s head and held it right there, she had never felt anything so great and she didn’t want her friend to move.

 

Sarah just kept licking and Tammy was panting a few minutes later.  Then Sarah started to suck on her clit. Tammy went instantly into an orgasm; she bucked wildly against Sarah’s mouth.  Sarah chin was getting soaked as it moved slightly against the opening of Tammy’s pussy.  Tammy let go of Sarah’s head and Sarah starting moving around her pussy, till she finally started to drive her tongue inside her best friend’s pussy.  Tammy never stopped her orgasm – it just keep going and going.  She wasn’t sure if it was one or many but her body was jerking all over the bed as her friend never stopped her attack on her hot creaming cunt.

 

Finally Sarah pulled away.  Her face was covered in Tammy’s cum.  Tammy reached down, pulled her friends face to hers and for the first time ever, she kissed her best friend.  Not just a friend kiss but a lover’s kiss.  She kissed her lips and then opened her mouth and darted her tongue deep into her friend’s mouth. Her friend had made her feel better then she ever had and she wanted to thank her. Tammy was also getting intoxicated by the taste of her our juices that were all over her friends face and in her mouth.  The kiss finally broke and Tammy started to work her kisses down Sarah’s body. Before long they had traded places and Tammy was eating out her friend’s pussy.  Before the night was over they made each other cum at least 5 or 6 times.

 

That was 2 days ago and miles way.  This evening Tammy was sitting on the porch of her new home and just staring at the rows of horses in the barns across the street.  The thought of her friend had her really down, but the thought of the last night with her friend also had her horny as hell.  Her mom had gone out to dinner with the real estate lady and Tammy was home alone.  She thought to herself that she could go inside and masturbate or go take a walk.  The walk won out.

 

Tammy crossed the road and walked along the fence of the track’s barn area.  She looked at the heads of all the horses sticking out of their stalls.  She thought they all looked like prisoners in their cells.  She also noticed that there were virtually no people around.  It was a Sunday night and the place seemed deserted except for the horses and some dogs running around.  Someone had told her when they had visited the area looking at houses, that many of the horse owners had guard dogs around the horses and their feed sheds, and that if a dog should be in their yard she should not consider them very friendly as some of them would attack you even if you were just walking.

 

Tammy walked a little further and found an opening in the fence.  She looked around and figured “what the hell” and ducked under the broken part of the fence.  She waited till there were no dogs around and  walked over to the row of horses and started petting one of them.  Tammy looked up and down the row at probably 20 horse’s heads and couldn’t believe how beautiful the horses were.  She went from one horse to another saying “hello” to them and rubbing their heads.   She was talking to one of the horses when she started hearing a slapping noise. She looked around to see if someone was hitting someone, but no one was anywhere around her.  She heard the noise again, and realized that it was very constant. About every 5 or 10 seconds she heard the noise.  She walked down the row of horses and the noise got louder.  She then came upon a stall where there was not a head protruding.  She looked in and was looking at a horse from the side.  There was this beautiful horse with it dick hanging down. Not just hanging like when they pee, but hard and really long.

 

Tammy had seen pictures of guys on the Internet and even seen a 20 second media clip of dog screwing a woman, but she had never seen anything as sexy as the cock she was looking at – it had to be close to three feet long, jet black like the horse and as thick as her arm. After a second or two the horse’s dick left its hanging position and smacked the underside of the horse’s belly.  Tammy was mesmerized.  The horse would let his dick hang and then smack it again against his chest.  Tammy almost broke out laughing when she realized that the horse must be masturbating.  This beautiful animal with its great big cock was as horny as she was.  Tammy kept watching the horse and after a couple of minutes felt drips of liquid running down her leg.  She was so hot that the light panties could not hold all the juices her body was producing.

 

Tammy looked all around her and still didn’t see anyone.  She had to get her fingers inside her pussy to give her some relief.  She started to rub her pussy through her shorts, but that was not enough.  Tammy figured the horse was probably fantasizing about some cute mare, so she looked around one more time and slowly ducked under the webbing that was across the stall.  She quietly moved into the corner of the stall so no one could look in and see her.  She knew she should probably not go to the side of the stall to the back of the horse, but she wanted to be close to the beautiful cock.  She was tucked into the corner, figuring the horse would not try to kick her there.  She quietly pulled off her shorts and panties and sat down in the straw.  It felt a little funny – but at that point she could care less, she had access to her wanting pussy.

 

Tammy opened her legs as wide as she could.  She used her finger to circle her wet pussy lips and a moment later she slid a finger and then two into her hot hole.  As she did she watched the horse slap his huge cock once more to its belly.  Tammy started to wonder what it would look like if the horse started to cum.  She looked at the balls that were not more than 4 feet away from her.  They were the size of oranges and she wanted to reach up and squeeze them.  She was wishing that the horse was like Mister Ed and he could turn and say, “Hey baby, how about stoking my dick like you girls do to guys?”  She almost laughed at the thought.  Tammy was staring at the beautiful horse as she got closer and closer to an orgasm.  She was fingering herself and she started to rub her clit with her thumb.

 

Tammy started breathing heavy and knew she was on the verge of her first climax of the day, when she heard a noise to her right.  She turned her head and there standing in the door of the stall was the biggest most powerful German Shepard she had ever seen.  The horse slapped his dick one more time and the dog barked at the horse.  The horse looked over at the dog and shifted his body away from Tammy.  As he did the dick almost looked like it softened.  It didn’t retract, but it didn’t look as thick.

 

Tammy was frozen and was hoping the dog would not notice her, she was also hoping that there was not a person with the dog.  Tammy was sitting as still as she could with her legs still wide apart, each knee resting a wall in the corner.  The dog took another step into the stall and looked right over at Tammy. He started to move towards her and started to growl, Tammy wanted to scream, but was searching her mind for what to do in this situation.  She remembered seeing movies where wild animals were challenging a person, she remembered that if you don’t look at the animal they usually go away.  Tammy couldn’t move her head she was still too scared.  She did the next best thing and closed her eyes.  She heard the dog approaching her, and could hear each step as he moved along the straw in the stall.

 

He was standing right in front of her.  The next thing she felt was smack right between her legs, she tried to scream, but nothing came out.  She opened her eyes and saw the dog again taking his snout and smacked her pussy.  She did not know what he was doing; it was like he was hitting her.  The dog then moved his nose right into her pussy.  The wet cold nose felt funny between her legs, but Tammy was way too nervous to feel good.  The dog then backed his head away a little and came back to her pussy with a big lick.  As scared as Tammy was it didn’t hold back the electricity that the lick sent through her body.

 

Sarah had licked her for hours a couple of nights before, but this one lick was almost better then the whole session that night.  The dog did it again, and once more Tammy’s pussy felt great. The dog’s tongue was a little rough and very wet.  He again licked her and she started to relax.  She moved her hands off the top of her knees where they had been almost glued for the past few minutes and started petting the dog’s head as he lapped up her pussy.  Tammy knew she was starting to cream in the dog’s mouth and she felt he must like it as he just kept licking.  Tammy was able to slide down a little and the next lick almost sent her over the edge.  The lick started back by her butt hole, came up the entire opened pussy hole and across her clit.   The sensation was unreal, and Tammy could care less that a dog was making her feel like this, it was great.

 

The next lick found the same area and Tammy could almost feel the tongue going in her a little.  She wanted the dog to send his big long tongue into her hot gapping hole and make her cum.  She reached down with her fingers and pulled her pussy lips apart.  The dog stopped and looked at her.  She was mad at herself that she had moved her hands- She looked at the dog and said- “it’s O.K., keep licking me.”  But the dog just looked at her- Tammy was so hot, she knew she was only a couple of licks away from an enormous orgasm, but the dog just stood there.  Tammy looked around her surroundings, she wondered if something had startled the dog.  She looked around the stall.  The horse was now standing up against the far wall of the stall; his cock had gone back into hiding. Tammy shook her head just wondering where he stores that three foot dick.

 

She listened closely to see if she could hear someone outside the stall, but didn’t hear a thing.  Tammy was feeling so frustrated.  Then she figured maybe the dog didn’t like the position she was in. She wondered if the straw under her butt was scratching the dog’s face- there had to be some reason he stopped.  He wasn’t looking at her the way he had when he first entered the stall, now he was standing there with his tongue hanging out and his tail swinging from side to side.  She looked again at his tongue, his beautiful tongue. 

 

Tammy tried to get the dog to lick her again, but he just stood there.  She then figured he wanted her to move or something.  Tammy looked at the horse again, and then it hit her, “maybe I should get on all fours- is that what you want, you want me to be like a dog?”  She got up on her hands and knees and pushed her pussy towards the dogs face.  It only took a moment and the dog started licking her again.  Tammy was so proud of herself, she had figured out the problem and now she was getting the reward.  The dogs tongue was now traveling in the other direction; he started at her clit and moved back to her butt.  The tongue was definitely going into her pussy more in this position. Tammy couldn’t hold back any further, her body started to shake and as the next lick hit her clit she started to explode into a fantastic orgasm, she couldn’t control her voice and started to pant and squeal a little as the dog kept licking.

 

As she started to cum the dog must have liked what was coming out of her hole as he started licking faster, which just got Tammy to cum even harder.  Her arms felt weak and she folded her arms and put her head down into her hands.  Again Tammy’s moving stopped the dog. Tammy couldn’t believe he had stopped again because she had moved. She was still so hot and needed to cum some more, but her partner had stopped.  She looked back and said, “Please don’t stop, please.”  She figured she would straighten her arms again and get on all fours. As she got back up the dog leaped on her back.  The weight of the dog pushed her arms back down to the ground. Tammy actually said out loud “what the hell are you doing?” A moment later Tammy realized what he was doing as she felt something wet poking her butt cheeks. 

 

She had never considered that the dog was getting turned on while he was licking her.  Nor had Tammy felt she was ready for fucking anybody or anything.  Up until the other day she had not even been licked.  The dog had his front legs wrapped around Tammy’s waist and his back legs were humping away.  Tammy felt the dog’s cock hitting her butt cheeks and the back of her thighs.  Tammy relaxed a little as she had seen dogs hump people legs many times in her life, and nothing ever became of it.  The idea of jerking the dog off came to mind, she had been thinking of doing that to the horse only minutes before.  But in the position she was in, she could not move to reach her hand back to play with him.  She figured when he got done air humping her that she would try to help him out.  The idea was actually turning her on.

 

She wanted the dog to get off her back so she could see his dick and even take it in her hand.  The dog stopped humping with his back legs and then started to growl as he did when he had entered the stall. Tammy asked the dog in a calm voice “what’s wrong boy, why don’t you get off my back and I will help you out.”  He stopped growling, but instead of getting off he actually moved his front legs further up Tammy’s body.  His paws were now right on her breasts.  Tammy laughed a little and said, “Oh you just wanted a feel huh?” The dog then shifted his back legs and pushed forward, this time his cock hit Tammy right in her butt hole.  It then hit Tammy that the dog was not just trying to hump her, but actually fuck her. “Ok boy, time to get down now,” she said out loud.  The next hump hit her in the ass once again, and it was real close to entering her.  Tammy tried to move and get up a little; the slight shift in her butt had the next hump slide right across her pussy.

 

His cock was between her legs.  The cock was resting up against her pussy lips and rubbing on the underside of her.  Tammy looked back between her legs.  The big dog had a big cock.  It was the shape she remembered from the video she had seen, but bigger in real life.  The cock kept rubbing against her wet pussy and it felt great as he was rubbing it very fast back and forth.  The bright red cock looked to be about 7 or 8 inches and came to a point at the end that facing toward Tammy’s face. Tammy was starting to breath heavily as the cock was rubbing across her clit.  The dog stopped moving again and barked a couple of times.  The dog did not sound happy.  Tammy was feeling good but obviously the dog wanted more than Tammy was giving him.  Again Tammy tried to free her hand so she could stroke the cock between her legs.  The dog shifted his legs again the next poke hit Tammy’s ass hole again.  It almost went in and, in fear that it would, Tammy moved.  The next poke went right into Tammy’s pussy.  As wet as it was the cock slid all the way in. 

 

Tammy yelled “no,” but it was too late, the dog’s cock was inside her.  Tammy was not ready for this, but boy did it feel good.  The dog seemed to freeze with his cock inside the wet spot that he had been after.  Tammy’s pussy was pulsating as she felt the first cock inside her.  It seemed like minutes, but it was probably only seconds before the dog started to hump her.  He started slow, but then started to increase the speed at which he drove his cock in and out of the virgin pussy.  As disgusted as Tammy was with the fact that the doggy dick was in her, the felling was out of this world.  Tammy had never felt anything so good as the big wet cock that was sliding in and out of her.  Sarah had always told Tammy she had a big pussy and that her lips could really stretch, but now Tammy was glad as she had this really big cock inside her and it didn’t hurt at all, it felt great.

 

Moments later Tammy started to climax.  It was so powerful an orgasm that Tammy was pushing her butt back against the thrusts of the dog. This just intensified the feeling inside her hot burning cunt.  She started to whisper to the dog, “fuck me, fuck me, give me all of your big red dick.”  As she was talking she started to feel the dog’s cock growing outside her pussy. She thought the dog was doing this because of her words, so she kept whispering to him; “that’s it give me everything you have, fuck me stud.” Tammy felt pressure against her clit and ass and couldn’t figure out what was going on.  She looked back between her legs and saw a big ball on the dog’s cock that was not there a moment before.

 

It looked like his balls had moved down his cock and were trying to enter her.  She knew this couldn’t be the possible, maybe this was just his cum building up, what ever it was then moved inside her pussy.   The pressure was unreal. It was like someone was fisting her.  It hurt but it also felt great.  A moment later Tammy got another feeling. She felt the inside of her pussy get really hot, and then the dog’s dick was sliding in her much easier.  She realized that the dog had just shot his load of cum inside her. She concentrated on the feeling and could actually feel shots of cum hitting her vaginal wall. The thought drove her to yet another orgasm. The dog’s humping slowed, but the pressure from his budge did not subside. She could not figure out what was going on, he had obviously cum, but was still fat inside her. 

The dog started to back off her, but the bulge was still thick.  The dog pulling back was a totally new feeling inside her- now instead of being fucked forward she was feeling this great pulling sensation pulling back against the inside of her pussy.  Tammy couldn’t help it she started to cum again.  As she did the dog’s cock pulled out of her with a pop.  Both the dog’s and her cum came running down her pussy and onto her thighs.  The dog turned around and started licking her clean. It felt great, but Tammy was a little nervous that the dog was starting over again.  She pushed him away and rolled over on her back.  The dog lied down and started to clean his dick.  Tammy leaned over to look at her pussy.  It looked like she had just given birth, her pussy lips were wide open.  She looked over to the horse and said “you could probably fit your dick in here” and laughed.  When she stopped laughing she looked at the horse with wanting desire- her little joke was now becoming a future fantasy.

 

Tammy took a few minutes before she could get her legs to move and stand up.  When she did, more cum started running down her leg.  Panic started to take hold.  All Tammy had was a small pair of thong panties and pair of white shorts.  How was she going to clean up, what would happen if she ran into someone or if her mom was at home.  Tammy peaked outside the stall, there was still no one around and it was dark outside, but there were lights down the row of horses.  Tammy looked down the row of horses and about 4 stalls down there was a towel sitting on a box in front.  She knew it probably smelled of horses and probably had hair all over it, but she had no choice.

 

She ducked under the webbing in front of the stall she was in and half naked ran down the row, grabbed the towel and ducked into the closest stall.  There was a pretty chestnut horse in the stall.  As Tammy entered the stall the horse walked over to her.  She rubbed his head and told him he was a good boy.  Actually she hadn’t even looked to see if he was a boy.  He picked up his head and gave her a lick with his huge tongue.  Tammy looked at him and said “hey, I am already covered in spit and cum I don’t need anymore.”  The horse dropped his head a little and Tammy scratched his head between his ears.  The horse then licked Tammy right between her legs. “My god, are all you animals horny?” she asked.  Tammy wasn’t really in the mood to have any more sex, but she let the horse lick her a little and help clean her up.  She used some of the water from his bucket and the towel and finished to clean up.  She got dressed and before she left she looked between the horses legs to see if his licking her had turned him on.  His cock was still in its hiding place, but Tammy noticed the horse’s balls were even bigger than the one she had seen before.

 

She looked out of the stall; saw the coast was clear and ducked out onto the path in front of the stalls.  She looked at the number on the stall, and the number of the horse’s stall that she had be fucked by the dog in, and skipped back to the fence.  Before she went through the fence she turned to the track, and thought, “what a great place this is going to be, look at all those studs.”

 

My First Lesbian Sex

homoserpian on Lesbian Stories

I had never really seen the appeal of sleeping with another girl. When I was young, I was always fascinated with willies, and now im older, I cant live without my mans dick (Its 8 and half inches long for fuck sack!!). Saying this, like most girls, I have occasionally wondered what it would be like. When I was about fourteen I went through a phase of fantasising about girls. I was up late one night watching late night tv. Flicking through the channels I stumbled across some porn. It was of a gorgeous blonde playing with herself. I immediately felt my pussy pulse. This really took me by surprise. I had never before reacted like this to a girl. As I sat there watching this beautiful

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woman fucking herself, I noticed that my hand had wondered down between my legs and dived inside my moist knickers. My pussy felt really hot, and I could feel my slit was getting wet.

 

I suddenly realised what I was doing and felt disgusted with myself. But I couldn’t help it. It felt so good. My clit had hardened and was erect, and my pussy lips had begun to swell. I really didn’t want to like what I was watching, but I did. I tried to come to my senses, and even managed to take my fingers out of my thong to try and stop myself. I could see a thin film of pussy juice covering them. It glistened in the light from the t.v. I don’t know why, maybe I was curious or just horny, but I just had to taste it. I had never done that before, but I liked it. I licked my fingers clean, and went back down to my sopping wet fanny for more! God, I was so horny! I drove a finger as deep inside my cunt as I could so I could get a proper taste. I held my finger over my eager tongue and let my pussy juice slowly drip into my mouth. I loved it. My cunt felt on fire. I pulled down my now soaking-wet knickers. It was only now I could feel just how wet I was. My pussy was so drenched that my juices had oozed out and were running down from my pussy and over my arse hole. It felt really warm. I had never been this wet.

 

I started rubbing my clit more frantically, and with my other hand, began sliding my fingers in and out of my cunt. I was only 14 and back then my pussy was normally way too tight to take more than one finger. But it was flooded that I managed to thrust 2, then three fingers deep inside, mimicking the woman on tv. I remember feeling so stretched. I had never felt so full. My pussy was soaking and by the time I came, I had soaked the entire seat. My cum was running down into my arse, and all over my thighs. My orgasm was the strongest I had ever had. It felt so intense that I didn’t stop rubbing myself when I had cum, but instead managed to have my first multiple orgasm! It was amazing. When I was finished, I had cum 3 times in about a minute, and my pussy was left stretched gapping open, and quivering in shock. It was an amazing feeling. I lay there after barely able to breathe and my pussy was left yawning! But as soon as I had come down, I felt really dirty and knew it was wrong. I should mention that I am a Christian. So things like that are really wrong for me. I shouldn’t have been masturbating, especially not about girls. I prayed a lot about it before feeling a peace about it. 

 

Since then I have grown up a lot. I’m 21 now. I’m fairly tall with long brown hair and a decent body. I have 36B boobs, which are firm, and I have an average body. I got my first boyfriend at 19, and I guess all those years of suppressed sexuality exploded out of me. Within 6 weeks of our first kiss, (my first kiss ever), I had let him in my knickers and he fucked me! Now pretty much anything goes. I enjoy experimenting with sex. But I never imagined just how far I would go. I used to be so straight laced. But since I’ve been with my man, and especially when I got to university, I changed so much. 

 

I definitely wouldn’t consider myself a lesbian, or even bi sexual. I almost depend on having my boyfriends’ hard dick inside my pussy and mouth, and can even be persuaded to let him fuck my arse too. I love penetration. So my first real life lesbian experience wasn’t exactly planned. Although I had masturbated a few times about girls, like that time when I was 14, I had never wanted to actually have sex with a girl. 

 

It all happened on a typically drunken, student’s night out with my best mate, libby. She’s really pretty and has amazing 34DD boobs. I’m always amazed when I see her bra-less tits when we are dressing, getting ready to go out. I’d love to have them. Anyway, this one night we were all pretty drunk. Some boys that we were with dared us to kiss and we did it without a second thought. It was just a bit of fun and not much to worry about when comparing it to the sort of things I let me boyfriend do to me! The rest of the night was uneventful and then we went home. Libby stayed at mine as she often does.

 

As we were undressing for bed, we got to talking about our kiss, and how easy it is to turn boys on! Libby was half undressed, wearing just her bra and tiny white lace thong. I was already topless. Just as I was about to slide my knickers off from under my skirt, Libby turned to me and said how much she had liked kissing me. To be honest, I hadn’t giving it another thought till then. She was looking at me as if waiting for a reply so I agreed and said I had liked it. A minute or so passed before she said anything else. By now, she had taken off her bra and knickers and was naked. He tits looked amazing. She broke the silence by saying “I wanna do it again”. That statement must have missed my ears and hit me straight on my clit because it reacted by throbbing uncontrollably. My heart raced while my pussy flushed with juice. I suddenly became very aware of the sexy girl standing naked in front of me asking me to kiss her. I panicked as I felt my nipples getting hard. My mind was racing almost as fast as my pussy was pulsing. “yeah, ok” I said trying to regain some control. As she walked over I noticed her beautiful pussy. It was shaved apart from a tiny strip at the front. I could feel how damp my knickers had got because the fabric had begun clinging to my swelling pussy lips. I could feel my clit throbbing the way it does when it wants to be touched.

 

To be continued…

Diary of a Young slut, Part 2

wendyw on Diary Stories

April 4, 2007

Donny and I are going to get married right after he graduates. I had to get my parent's permission, cause I won't be sixteen until September, but both our parents are very happy. I think I am. I'm happy that we will be able to make love.  I still can't forget that intensely erotic feeling I had when the policemen took me. I want to experience that feeling again. So, so much! But with Donny, like a Christian wife. Not like a Negro and his whore.

The awful thing is, I keep looking at those pictures of me with that horrid cop hat sitting backwards on my head and the cop belt dangling half down my hips and Mike's badge pinned right through breast.

But mostly, I guess, I stare at the cops. The shots of the two new cops masturbating with their
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sex posed inches from my open mouth. Or the ones of me smiling stupidly while they're ejaculating on my face and boobs. But I stare longest at the ones of Ramal and Mike holding my legs open while I push the nightstick deep inside of me. In one, Mike is pointing at the badge he pinned through the width of my nipple with a big grin on his face. In another, Ramal is behind me with his enormous black sex lying on my shoulder. I've turned my head to lick it. And then there's the awful last one, where I seem to be posing with my legs spread open and shoulders thrown back to emphasize my breasts, while cupping the boob with the badge in it as if to display it. I look like a slut in utter sexual ecstasy.

When I'm though looking, I'm often wet. What is wrong with me?  I will continue to pray about this.  I just know being married to Donny will cure all of this horridness inside me.  It must!

September 18, 2007

We've been married three months now but we still haven't made love. It was my sixteenth birthday yesterday, so I thought for sure we would do it last night, but we didn't. Donny needs to pray over it more. He says we can't do it out of lust. It has to be to procreate, like the bible says. I am so, so frustrated! I want to feel like a woman.

Donny got a small inheritance on his eighteenth birthday, and he wants to use it to go to Divinity school and learn to preach. But he has to find a part-time job first, cause it isn't enough for us to live on.

September 24, 2007

Donny couldn't find a decent part-time job, but he did get a full-time job at a corporate real estate firm here in town. It's called "paid intern" or something like that.  It isn't very much money, but it helps just enough.  He is going to assist the ad writers and train as a salesman. He's a pretty good writer. He really is.  The sermons he writes for school are good, anyway. He says he'll take night classes or correspondence courses to get his degree. Like I said, he's a good writer, but I don't know if he'll be a good salesman. He's kind of timid.

September 25, 2007

We finally made love. We did it with the lights off and our nightclothes on, though. It was over so quickly. It isn't what I hoped it would be. I didn't experience that feeling like with the policemen. I cried afterwards.

I didn't know Donny would be so very small. I guess he couldn't tell I wasn't a virgin. There's that at least.

October 6, 2007

Donny has only made love to me that one time. I am getting so frustrated. I mean so many guys look at me when I'm out shopping, and some of them even follow me around the store. Like twice this week guys have just been openly flirting with me, and one has asked me out, even  though he should be able to see I'm married. Or maybe he didn't think I really was married.  I don't know.   I guess most sixteen-year-olds aren't, but I do think I look older, so like I said, I don't know.  I would never, ever be unfaithful, but I'm starting to like the excitement of all those guys looking at me. I don't know why Donny isn't aroused like those other guys are. It's very frustrating. Like I'm not a real woman to him.

October 12, 2007

I bring Donny his lunch every day at work. I think people make fun of us because we say grace in his cubical. Donny likes us to get on our knees when we do it. It kind of embarrasses me, but I do it for him anyway.

The receptionist there is named Brooke. She's the only woman in the office, and she dresses like a total slut, if you ask me. Sometimes when I'm eating lunch with Donny, she will come in and just flirt openly with him. She's always half undressed, but Clint, the man who owns the business, doesn't seem to mind at all. I don't worry cause I know I have a much better body than her and am prettier, too. And Donny would never be unfaithful anyway.

Clint, the owner, is a really interesting man. I've only met him twice, so I don't really know him, but he's really intriguing. He seems just so very assertive and confident. He's in his late forties, I guess, but still quite handsome in a rugged sort of way. Not at all like Donny, who is also attractive, but more "cute," I guess, than manly.

The way Clint looked at me last Wednesday actually made me quiver. He has a way of asking things without asking, if you know what I mean. He's obviously a man who's been with many women. I don't think many women would say no to him! He's married, but I'm sure he sleeps with Brooke anytime he wants. But who doesn't, really? I bet everybody does. I just know she's a slut. I can tell by looking at her. I really like Clint, though. He's a real gentleman.  If he sleeps with Brooke, I know he doesn't really think much of her.  You know, like she's just available and easy and stuff.  He's so polite to me, and if he was to sleep with me (I mean I would never, ever let that happen!!!!), I know he would really, really respect me afterwards.  Not like Brooke!

I'm kinda bored.

October 17, 2007

Donny told me today that we got invited to a party at Clint's house on Friday. I'm so, so excited. Donny thinks he's the only one of the interns that Clint invited! That's kind of flattering, I think. I wonder if that's true.

One weird thing, though. Last Friday, Brook stopped me as I was leaving Donny's office and said just the strangest thing to me. Right out of the blue she said, "Clint has taken an interest in you, little Christian girl, and you know he always takes what interests him," and smirked and walked away.

I was completely startled. I didn't know for absolute sure what she meant by that, but I could kinda guess. I should have said, "Well, I'm not you, Brooke," but I didn't say anything.  Her remark did have a curious effect on me, though, a little frightening, but a teeny bit exciting, too. It must mean he admires me. I hope for more than just my looks. But then how could he? He really doesn't know me. Oh well. It's just too hard to figure out.

Donny and I have only made love that one time so far. I wonder if it's something bad about me. I try to tell him I want to, but he just seems to ignore it. I mean I can't just like walk up to him naked. I would if he wouldn't get all upset, though. It would be fun.  I like to be looked at.  I know that's the sin of vanity, but I just can't help it.  I wish somebody would look at me before I get old!!!!!

October 20, 2007

Clint's party is still playing out in my head. I don't think I behaved like I should have. I feel very guilty.

I had wanted to buy something new and attractive and maybe just a teeny, teeny little bit "sexy" for the party, but I knew Donny would be offended, so I wore a modest silk dress that I bought for our engagement party. I chose it because it's the only outfit I have that even hints that there's an attractive body underneath it. I could tell that even this much sexuality bothered my husband, though.

As it turns out, I guess he was right to worry. But I have been so frustrated with Donny, and I just wanted to be looked at, you know, like a woman. That's all, just looked at and appreciated!

My frustration with Donny must have made me very susceptible to the Devil's temptation that night. That's the only way I can explain what happened, except maybe that there's just something wrong with me.

I guess I wasn't really surprised when Clint asked me to dance. Not after what Brooke had told me. I kind of expected it, actually. Maybe even looked forward to it. I don't know. I know I kind of rehearsed what I would do if he did ask. I would be very cool and sophisticated, and he would be just so impressed with me as a woman. That's not quite what happened though.

I really like to dance, but never get the chance to because Donny thinks it's not right. So when Clint asked me, I looked over at Donny to ask with my eyes if it was okay, and he just sort of nodded in what I hoped was permission. He didn't look too happy about it, however.

If I had known what was to happen next, though, I probably wouldn't have agreed to dance with him. Most of all, I'm so dismayed at my reaction to it all. I need to pray about it, I know.

I keep asking myself why, when Clint steered me over to a corner of the room and after a few minutes of very innocent dancing and chatting, very slowly and very deliberately and with absolutely no encouragement from me began to feel my body through my dress, I didn't at least resist in some way. But I just didn't. He was so bold about it.  He put his right hand right on my breast!  I did ask him what his wife would think, but he just laughed at my apparent naiveté. After that, I didn't say another word or in any way indicate that he should stop. It kind of hurt to be laughed at like I was some stupid little girl. Even though I guess I am.

Since I didn't want to be embarrassed that way again, I just let his hands play wherever they wished after that. I was pretty tense at first, and I know he could tell, but it didn't make him stop. Why should he? He had never asked my permission in the first place. He is a remarkably confident man. It's just like what Brooke said, he just takes what he wants. And I guess he wanted me.

Maybe I wanted him to want me?

As much as I hate to say it, that might be true, because after a few tense minutes, I did sort of feel myself start to relax.  And then I just let what happened happen. Here's the sick part: slowly but surely, I began to feel that wonderful tingle beginning to grow inside me, the exact feeling I had had with those strange policemen. I didn't want it to end this time.  I am such a horrid person.

Even though he was being pretty discrete about the way he was touching me, I could see others beginning to watch as his hands encircled my petite waist, dropped down my hips, and easily pulled me closer to him. I glanced over anxiously at my husband when his hands descended to the contours of my bottom and, cupping it, pulled my body even tighter to him.

Fortunately, Donny was talking to an older man who had steered him into a corner with his back to me. I felt very tense and awkward at first when Clint pulled me so close, but then I just gave in completely. I closed my eyes tightly, put my head down on his shoulder and melted into his body.

Almost instantly, at this little bit of apparent encouragement, he began openly to fondle my breasts and caress my nipples through the dress with his fingers. I felt myself start to tense up again, but I tried this time to relax again. I was certain that most of those dancing near us were aware of what Clint was doing to me, and when I glanced quickly around I saw that I was right. A number of Donny's coworkers and their wives were watching intently. Still, I made no effort to stop him.

God, I know I should have stopped him then, I just know I should have, but sadly, I no longer cared who was watching. All that mattered was that tingling in my belly that had now grown to encompass my whole body. I molded myself to him and moaned gently into his ear. I desperately wanted the seed those policemen had planted in me that night to bloom at last.

To my credit, I did whisper "Please, no" when he tried to kiss me, I'm certain it didn't seem very convincing, though. I just let him do it.  After that, I said absolutely nothing as he expertly enveloped my breast, though I'm sure my quickening breath and stiffening nipples spoke volumes.

"Brooke was right, Temple," he whispered in my ear as he turned to walk me back to my husband with his hand on my bottom. "You have a beautiful body. I want to see it. I want you to come to the office. Call Brooke and make arrangements. I want it to be soon."

Oh God, what incredible confidence this man has, I thought, as he handed me back to my husband and walked away.  I didn't talk to Clint for the rest of the evening, but I was so aware of his presence. I could feel the touch of his hands on my body the whole night. I knew I should have said something more during all of the time he was fondling me, should have at least suggested some resistance. But I didn't. At that moment, I was his and I guess he knew it.

To be honest, he probably could have taken me right then. It's horrible to say, I know, but it's true. I don't know what has become of me. I just don't know who I am anymore. For the first time since that night with the policemen, I felt that stirring in my belly, that vague promise of a pleasure that I had never yet experienced. Oh God, I want it so much!!!! I am so awful.  I will pray hard about it, I promise.

October 23, 2007

Over the weekend, I had firmly decided that it would be impossible for me to do what Clint wanted. After all, I'm a married, Christian woman. The horrid thing, of course, was that I actually had to talk myself out of it. You see, I really did want him to see me, see me nude, to appreciate my body. My husband has never seen me totally undressed. In fact, the only people who have ever seen me nude were the policemen on that strange night I was raped. I thought about standing nude in front of Clint so much, and the vision of myself being admired by this man was so intriguing, so alluring, that I had to fight myself to repel the thoughts. Vanity is such a terrible, terrible sin. But I know I have a really nice body, and I did so much want Clint to see it because I knew he would appreciate it. He's so sophisticated. It's not like he would be a lecher or anything. I just knew he wouldn't be. He'd able to appreciate the pure beauty of my body.

I lasted until yesterday, Monday, before I called

Anyway, here's the compromise I made with myself. I would go to his office, but I wouldn't let him undress me. He could touch me, though, like he did when we were dancing. Yes, I know that is a sin, too, but I just couldn't say no totally. And he wouldn't be actually touching my flesh.

I called Brooke and made an appointment to see Clint. I could hear the smirk in her voice when she called back to tell me that Clint would see me that afternoon. I told Donny that Clint wanted to see me to ask about some gifts he was buying for his wife. Donny seemed to like that. I think it made him feel important that Clint wanted his wife's advice.

I was very nervous, understandably so, I think, walking into Clint's office, especially because one wall of the room is one-way glass, and I could see everyone in the office. Even though I knew they couldn't see me, it was still nerve wracking. But Clint was quick to ease my fears. He just smiled as I walked in and told me how beautiful I looked and how glad he was that I'd come. He gave me a hug and a gentle kiss on the cheek. He was as cool and sophisticated as I knew he would be.

"I'm very pleased you've come, Temple. Brooke thought you might. I wasn't sure," he said, delicately brushing the outside of my breasts with his fingertips. A great shiver of anticipation surged down my spine, but I vowed this was as far as it would go.

"How old are you now, Temple?" he asked.
"Sixteen," I answered, feeling rather embarrassed to be so young in front of this terribly sophisticated man. 
"You have the body of a goddess," he said, and stepping slightly back from me, he began slowly but quite confidently to unbutton my blouse while telling me again, how "pleased, honored, really" he felt that I had come to visit with him and show him my "incredibly sensual" body.

I was just completely stunned at his assurance, and at his confidence that I had come to show him my body, but mostly totally shocked at my own response. As I said, that was not my plan. Not at all. Yet, I stood there and let him continue to undress me. He never asked my permission. He just assumed that that was what I was there for. As for myself and my "resolve," I never offered even a hint of resistance, either physically or orally. I just stood there and let him do what he wanted. I just cannot believe I let him do that.

But I did.

Having gently removed my blouse, he walked to his desk, turned, and said that he'd like for me to take off the rest of my things. Over my shoulder, I could clearly see the staff calmly going about their business, and now Clint wanted me to undress myself in what I couldn't help but think was right in front of the entire office.

This was going to be harder to do. Much harder. In my earlier fantasies, before I had decided against it entirely, I had really assumed he would undress me, if it came to that. I could deal with that, I thought, but this was so blatant. Like I was admitting that I was his. That I was just one of the common sluts he used. I really did not want to be one of his tramps. I wanted to be special. But nevertheless, for some strange reason, I couldn't disobey. I did exactly what he told me to. I unfastened my skirt and squeezed myself out of it, letting it puddle at my feet. I stood before him in nothing but bra, panties, and heels. I was stunned at my behavior. I had become utterly wanton. Utterly.

"The bra, please, Temple," he said simply, and the way he said it made any resistance seem almost ridiculous.

To my credit, I hesitated a moment, but then, closing my eyes, I did exactly what he asked, exactly what he knew I would do. Reaching behind me, I unclasped my bra and pulled it from my shoulders, though for some reason I continued to hold it beside me.

"Temple," Clint smiled. "I've never seen breasts so beautiful, so full and so flawlessly shaped. Brooke has great tits, as everyone knows, but she bought hers," he said chuckling. "I know. I paid for them. Yours are perfectly natural, and I do mean 'perfect.' You're the most beautiful women I've seen.  Why do you keep yourself hidden?"
It thrilled me that he called me a woman.
"Now the panties, sweetie," he nonchalantly ordered next.

I truly loved that he appreciated the difference between Brooke's implants and my natural development. That was very "special." I mean it really, really was.  And I must admit that I did so much want him to see me nude and to appreciate all that, as he said, I had kept hidden  from the world, but this would be impossible to do. I just could not do this final thing.

Clint seemed to sense this, and taking a small penknife from his desk, he walked over and expertly slit the sides of my panties and let them fall to the floor. I was now, finally, totally nude! And as excited as I'd ever been in my life. He was the first man to have seen me nude since the policemen. And this was so, so different!

"Magnificent," was all he said, as he stared at me in earnest admiration for some time, asking me to turn slowly so that he could "drink in the entirety of my beautiful body."
It was the perfect thing to say. Even though I know I'm attractive, like all women, I've always been kinda ashamed about how I look totally nude. I have really nice hips and bottom, but I'm rather slim and as a result my boobs look disproportionately large to the rest of my body. And it is my breasts that always attracts attention, so I really did need to be put at ease. "Don't you think that maybe my boobs are too big for my body?" I asked nervously.

Clint just laughed out loud, and taking my breasts in his hands said, "You do have large breasts, Temple, but no man is ever going to say a woman has too much tit!" laughing again and squeezing my breasts provocatively. Then, touching my chin lightly, he tilted my head up and kissed me.

It was just so perfect. It wasn't gross or vulgar, but in its simplicity, it was intensely passionate, leaving me light headed but ardently alert. When his hands dropped to cup my sex, I simply collapsed into his arms.

I was surprised that he didn't comment on the fact that I was shaved, even when he began to caress me down there. Obviously, he was just so much more sophisticated. To him, I guess it just seemed perfectly natural, just like it did to me. It's funny how comfortable I felt then. It was just like I thought it would be. He could appreciate the pure beauty of my body without making it ugly or lustful.

"You look like a living Barbie doll, Temple, absolute perfection," he said, moving now to thoroughly explore my body. The touch of his hand on the side of my breast was electric, sending tremors of pleasure deep into the most sensuous parts of my quickly yielding flesh, and yet somehow I felt he was expressing earnest appreciation for my body rather than lewd lust for it.

I can't write more now.

October 24, 2007

It's hard for me to write down the rest of events of that day. I honestly hadn't expected to end up nude in front of Clint, though I can't now deny the surge of pride I felt in his very vocal appreciation or the excitement of his hands exploring my naked flesh. But I also must have sensed that Clint was not finished with me. So I can only blame myself that, when he moved to delicately embrace my breasts and to fondle my responsive nipples, I had to take deep breaths and to close my eyes to keep from fainting. My heart was pounding so hard that Clint couldn't have helped but feel it as he stroked my heaving breasts. When he pulled me closer and took a nipple lightly between his teeth, my knees literally buckled and he had to catch me to keep me from falling. When his hand dropped to the softness of my vagina, I must have signaled my complete surrender.
I had honestly assured myself all through this that I simply could not let this happen. Over and over, I said to myself that I could not let him make love to me.

Still, when he kissed me again full on the lips and let his tongue dart between my teeth, I knew that he would have to be the one to stop it. I no longer had any control over myself.  And when he asked me to kneel down in front of him, I did.

I knew instantly what he was going to ask next. I thought stupidly that perhaps this would actually be the way to prevent his taking me. I knew he would be surprised at my freakish ability, just like those policemen were. I hoped that would be enough. But I also secretly hoped he would like and admire what I was about to do for him. I wanted him to be surprised.

But as it turned out, he was not as surprised as I was when I again glanced at the window and saw Donny talking to Brooke but seemingly looking right at me kneeling there nude in front of his boss! I saw that Clint noticed too, and giving a little chuckle, said gently but with considerable command "Loosen my belt and unbutton my pants, Temple. It'll be all right. He can't see you."

I felt horrible with Donny seeming to stare straight at me that way. Guilt washed over me, and I was about to get up from my knees when Clint grabbed my hair tightly in his fist and turned my face up to him. "Temple," he simply said. "Right now!"

I was all a flutter. I didn't know what to do. But Clint did. At his insistence, I again turned my face to him, and though I fumbled a little with the belt, I soon had him open.
And suddenly, there he was before me. I felt faint at the sight of the full erection of his truly majestic manhood. My hands were trembling as I lightly touched its rigidity and pulled it carefully to my lips. Though I could swear I felt Donny's eyes on me, my gaze never left Clint's as my lips encircled his magnificent sex and I drew him to the back of my mouth. And then looking up at his enchanting eyes, in one move, I drew him fully down my throat. The look on his face was one I shall never forget.

"Temple, my God," was all he said.

I withdrew and pulled him again deeply down my throat four more times, my eyes never leaving his.

"Where did you learn to do this, Temple. Not with Donny, I'm guessing."

"It's just something I can do, I guess," I mumbled, sucking him again deep into my throat.

"Do you do it with Donny?"

"Ohmygawd no," I said, gasping for air and fondling his swollen rod with my hands and stealing a quick glance at Donny. "He would think that it's a sin," I said softly, lowering my head. "He was so angry when I once suggested it. He made me pray to make me a better wife right after I suggested it."

"I don't know if it's a sin or not, baby," he answered, cupping my chin and lifting my head, "but I'm going to use your 'talent' regularly," and holding me carefully in this position, he began to probe my mouth, roughly pushing himself deeply in and out of my throat.

This is hard for me to say, but it was exactly the way I wanted to be treated. It would be better if I couldn't so clearly see Donny seemingly staring at me, but even then, I knew I wouldn't stop. That vague urge deep in my belly that I had once experienced with the policemen and had hoped for forever since had returned. This time, I wasn't going to let it leave me! I received each of his vigorous thrusts into my throat compliantly. That wonderful feeling continued to grow inside me.

When he withdrew and lifted me to my feet and carried me to his desk, all of my defenses evaporated. My only desire now was that he complete his carnal knowledge of me. I was just hopelessly in his thrall.

"I'm going to fuck you now, Temple," he said, lifting me onto his desk and pushing me down. "I hope your delightfully smooth pussy is as rewarding as your mouth. Your cunt probably doesn't get a lot of use either, does it, honey."

I just shook my head and said meekly, "No, sir. Hardly at all."

I offered no resistance whatsoever. I simply accepted the fact that I had no control over my urges. I wanted him to "fuck" me. As awful as that is to say.

Turning my head as Clint pushed me down on to the desk and lifted my legs to his shoulders, I suddenly noticed that Donny was still there, talking to Brooke. I could sense him staring right through the glass at me as I prepared to surrender my little-used body to his boss.

"Clint," I cried, "I can't do it with him right there. I just can't"

Clint just laughed. "It's okay, baby. Just hold on. Lifting the phone, he told Brooke he wanted to see her.

I was in a sudden panic. What was going on? Was he going to have Brooke come and see me lying here on his desk totally naked and completely open with his sex poised to enter me? I tried to squirm away when the door opened to admit Brooke, but he held me firmly there. I saw Brook glance at me, smile and wink at Clint, as I lay there, legs spread, obviously ready to be "fucked."

"Brooke, Temple doesn't think she can be fucked with her husband watching," Clint said, laughing. "Go divert his attention."

Brooke just laughed.  "Well, I guess I was right, wasn't I," Brooke grinned, looking at me on Clint's desk as he prepared to take the body I had promised only to my husband. "It looks like Donny's little Christian bride is about to be seduced," she laughed before walking back out the door. "Enjoy yourself.  I'll take care of your husband for you, Temple, honey."

"Brooke said she thought you'd be easy," Clint said, as Brooke closed the door behind her, "but I don't think either of us thought you'd be this easy," he grinned, spreading my legs even further apart. "But you really are easy, aren't you, Temple? Are you ready to be fucked?"

I should have been deeply embarrassed, and I did feel the blood rushing to my face. I certainly didn't think of myself as "easy"! But embarrassment quickly turned to something else entirely when, having meekly answered "Yes, sir" probably to both of his questions, he seized my hips and drove his first stroke easily into my yearning, wet vagina. Donny hadn't yet turned to leave, and actually seemed to be watching the head of Clint's extraordinary endowment part my labia and begin its long journey into the deepest regions of my body. Regions Danny would never visit. And that deep feeling I so longed for began to grow heatedly as I began stupidly to moan Clint's name.

"You like to be fucked, Temple?" he intoned, increasing the tempo of his plunges into my willing body. "You want to be fucked hard, don't you Temple. Don't you."

"Yes," I gasped, hardly knowing what I was saying. Donny still hadn't left Brooke's desk and seemed to be looking straight at me, but it now no longer mattered to me. The exquisite thrill and excitement of Clint's manhood invading my body was all that mattered.

With each stroke, I felt myself give in to carnal lust. With each plunge into my wet and yielding body, my vagina began to mold itself to his imposing sex. He could have done anything to me then and I would have let him. I felt so in union with him. I wanted to be his ultimate pleasure. I needed him to take my body and make it his.

"Ask me to fuck you hard, Temple. I want to hear it."

"Yes, do it, please."

"Say it, Temple. I want you to ask me to fuck you, ask me to fuck you hard," he said, his breath coming quickly now.

I hesitated. I had never used that kind of language before, but the insistence in his voice and my wholehearted desire to please him made it impossible to ignore. "Please, fuck me, Clint," I stumblingly said, hardly able to get the words out. It was the first time I had ever uttered that awful word.

"Say it again! Now!"

It was a little easier the second time. "Fuck me hard, Clint," I moaned, this time a little louder and maybe more believable.

And that's what he did. By the third time, my remark was utterly spontaneous. "Yes, fuck me hard," I suddenly urged, my head thrashing back and forth in pure passion like some impassioned whore slut. "Ohmygawd, fuck me as hard as you can, Clint!"

I should have been terribly ashamed, I know, but each time I asked him to "fuck me hard" he responded with harder and longer strokes, and with each longer and harder stroke, that acute knot of pleasure so deep in me grew more and more intense, spreading from my vagina, through my breasts, clear to the top of my head.

Finally, I felt that wonderful sensation I had desired so long come to fruition. "Fuck me, Clint. Oh God yes, please, fuck me as hard as you can," I implored him over and over.

My legs were pushed clear back to my breasts now and spread so wide I feared I might split. But I was utterly thrilled to be so open for him, to take each stroke so completely, as he pistoned in and out of me with increasing ferocity. For the first time, I felt like a real woman, being treated like a woman should be, and responding like real woman. I was totally submissive to this powerful man, and it seemed just so fundamentally right.

I instinctively realized that the increased force and depth of each plunge meant that he was near to climax, and that he intended to ejaculate inside me. He obviously didn't care what the consequences were. I might have been ovulating. It clearly didn't matter to him. He was about to be only the fourth man to spill his seed in me, and he was going to spill it deeply and powerfully. And he certainly wasn't going to ask my permission! God, he was just so manly!

Perhaps that cocky manliness is what primed me for the explosion that took place inside me when I first felt his engorged penis begin to pulse and shoot potent streams of hot semen deep, deep inside me. It was as if that little seed of pleasure the policemen had first planted in me had finally come to flower, to radiate through my entire body, to engulf me in its bowers of sensuality. As each of Clint's powerful ejaculations burst so deep down inside me, I gave in to it entirely and let wave after wave of pure, unadulterated pleasure wash over me. I had finally experienced my first climax, the one promised to me as a fourteen-year-old girl, which now at last was fully realized.

When Clint withdrew and entered my mouth to inject the last of his sperm into my body, it was with honest emotion that my mouth embraced his sex to signal my ardent and impassioned thanks. Finished, I lay back on the desk, exhausted and fulfilled, and thanked him over and over. I finally felt totally like a woman. I owed that all to Clint.

November 11, 2007

It's been nearly a month since that first time with Clint. He's taken me seven other times already. Each time seems to make my climaxes more exhilarating. I did feel so much guilt after the first time, and I vowed I would never let it happen again. But I couldn't help myself. He wants to see me tomorrow, Monday. I'm only sixteen and have been married for less than a year, and yet I've already been unfaithful eight times. I can't believe this is me. I fear I've become Clint's whore. Prayer isn't helping like it should.

November 13, 2007

I don't know what to think about yesterday. I did some things that truly shock me. It's just that I know I can't go without sex now. I want it too much. I'm the devil's spawn, I know. On Mondays Clint has Donny take real estate classes all day and then he goes to divinity school at night, so that's usually (but not always) when Clint takes me. Yesterday was Monday, so I wasn't surprised that he wanted to see me. What followed did startle me though.

Clint started out by telling me that he preferred having sex with me in the office (we'd done it in his office every time except the two times we did it at his house on the weekend), and that from now on he wanted me "totally accessible" to him every day.

"No underwear when you come into the office, Temple. No bra and especially no panties," he said simply. "I don't want anything to impede my access to your body. That includes when you're having lunch with your husband. I want you totally nude under your clothing."

I wasn't really prepared for this, but I just stammered "Okay," not really knowing what I was agreeing to. But the next thing was truly stunning.

"Also, I want you to agree to become company property, Temple. I've taken the liberty of having Brooke draw up a contract; however, there will be no negotiation about it. You'll either sign it and abide by it or we'll end this affair now."

I was like totally shocked, but his confidence was well placed. I'm sure he knew by my recent behavior that I wouldn't be able to walk away. "What does the contract say," was all I could stumblingly say.

"Brooke," he said, picking up the phone, "bring Temple's contract in here." And then turning to me, he said sharply, "Get undressed."

You may be surprised, but I actually didn't mind this. Clint had made me proud of my body. He constantly complimented my slender body and large breasts. Plus, I sort of liked the idea of being nude in front of Brooke cause it just had to make her jealous. My boobs are nicer and fuller that hers and, of course, as I said, mine are real and hers aren't! My waist is tinier, and even though I'm slender, my hips are nearly as full as hers and much rounder. I mean I know Brooke is very attractive and everything with a really terrific figure, but I also know that we both know I have the better body! It's vain to say, I know, but it's true!

I asked Clint once if he ever had sex with Brooke and he said that he often did, so I asked him if I was better than her, and he said "Well, you're getting there." That really hurt. I hated that he thought she was better in bed than me, but I guess that's what I get for asking.

Anyway, being naked in front of her was my only way of getting back at her, so I didn't hesitate a minute when Clint ordered me to undress. I wanted her to be jealous and I was determined that Clint would eventually think I was better in bed than her, too! I just stood there proudly with my breasts jutting out. I knew it would just kill her!

Brooke just sneered at me when she walked in and handed Clint the contract. "Read it to her," he said.

I can't remember the exact words of the contract, but what it said was that I was now company property and the Clint would "dispose" of me as he wished. I remember that word!  "Dispose!"  I wouldn't be allowed to make any objection to any use he would make of me, including using me to stimulate a sale or sweeten a deal. Being company property, I would be available to other senior sales staff to use as necessary.

Most important, I was to obey. Always! No questions!

I could see Brooke smiling contemptuously as she read me my "duties."

When she finished reading it aloud, Brooke handed me the contract and a pen. I don't know what I was thinking, probably that this can't really be serious, but after hesitating a few seconds, I signed it.

Unbelievable, isn't it? I'm sixteen, a married Christian woman, and I have just signed a contract making me Clint's property. In other words, his whore!

But I don't feel like that, I really don't. And I don't think he does either. I really don't think he would ever do any of that, anyway. I know he respects me. So I signed it!

I think Clint was very pleased when I signed with so little hesitation. When he came over and kissed me and thanked me, it just put tingles down my spine. Right then, I guess I sort of wanted to be his property. I mean not really, at least not the way the contract said, but sort of like symbolically?

But the conversation that followed was truly puzzling, and made me kinda wonder for the first time what I had got myself into.

Turning to Brooke, he said, "I think I'll have the company logo tattooed on her somewhere like we did with Jennifer. Maybe on her ass."

"Well, her tits are big as billboards," Brooke smiled sarcastically. "You could put the logo and the company slogan and list all the sales people and still have room to sell ads!" she sneered.

Clint laughed. "Yes, she does have a rather large rack on her, but her ass will be just fine."

God, I hate that bitch!

"You know what else you might do?" she butted in. "Remember those electric brands with our logo that we ordered when we were labeling those leather briefcases the guys were using last year? Why not use that on her. You could tattoo her ass and brand her right above her pussy."

"Interesting idea. I like that, Brooke, like it very much. But let me think about it," he added. "The brands were a little smaller than a half-dollar, weren't they? Perfect size, I will say that. Do you remember where they are? Above her pussy, you think? Not her ass?"

"Sure," she encouraged, "If it's above her pussy whoever's fucking her will see who her owner is. That way, they'll know who to thank for the favor. Jennifer got her tattoos  lasered off, remember?  I brand would be like totally permanent!  Everybody would always know she's your property then.  I'll get them for you, okay" she answered, staring snootily at me. 

That conversation seemed so unreal to me that I really didn't pay attention to it. It was just words. I can't explain it, but I was certain that Clint was kinda of scaring me a teeny bit was all. I couldn't imagine anyone actually doing that to anyone, let alone to me! But I did have a teeny, tiny little bit of doubt, too.

But anyway, I'm absolutely positive I would never allow that! I'm not completely stupid!

When Brooke left the room and Clint took me, I guess the excitement of that strange conversation coupled with Clint's surprisingly vigorous assault on my body made this by far the most profound climax of the many Clint had given me. And my goodness, he was so deep in me!

November 20, 2007

Clint is in Cleveland this week. Today, I tried to go into the office to have lunch with Donny, but I was so obviously braless, that at the last minute I lost my nerve.

November 21, 2007

Donny was upset that I didn't bring him his lunch, so I did today, but I wore underwear. I mean Clint isn't even here. What could it hurt? Donny and I still haven't made love again.

November 27, 2007

Yesterday was frightening, but I know now that I have only myself to blame. Brooke called me Monday in the morning and said Clint wanted to see me that afternoon. I was totally happy, just so eager and excited to see him. It had been over two weeks since he had last taken me, and I must admit I really, really wanted him inside me again. I have become so addicted to him!

So I was like totally surprised at the tone of his voice when I walked into the office.

"I have a feeling you haven't obeyed me, Temple," he said menacingly. "Brooke tells me that she's certain you've worn panties and bra when you've visited with Donny at lunch. That's unacceptable, Temple. Need I remind you're under contract? When I tell you something, I expect to be obeyed!"

Grabbing me by the hair, he pulled me quickly over to the desk and pushed me breast down on it. He walked behind me and quickly lifted the tight little skirt I'd worn for him up over my hips.

Then, stepping back from me, he said, "Pull your panties down," in a voice of complete and utter disgust at my disobedience.

I had remembered to remove my bra before I came to the office, but I just somehow forgot about the panties. I could feel the tears already forming in my eyes as I reached back, pushed my panties down, and stepped out of them, apologizing over and over again for wearing them.

He invaded me instantly. I had never thought sex could be used to punish, but I realized quickly that that was exactly what he was doing to me. His deep plunges into my belly weren't meant to be arousing (though in some strange ways they were), but rather to be demeaning, to show me that at the moment I was nothing but a body to him, nothing but a "cunt to be fucked," as he would say later.

Each stroke produced more tears. I was sobbing before he had even come near to finishing with me. He never said anything, didn't call me names or say ugly things about my disobedience. Didn't hit me or slap me. He just continued to use me like a common whore.

Finally, he again grabbed me by my hair and jerked me off of his desk and on to my knees in front of him. "Open your mouth" was all he said before he filled it with his semen. He obviously felt I wasn't even worthy to receive his sperm in my womb.

Tears mixed with the semen that missed my mouth and ran down my face to my breasts. I could taste the mix of salt and acidity when I wiped his sperm from my bosom and placed it apologetically in my mouth.

"Temple," Clint said, calmly now, as I finished cleaning him. "Do you understand why I had to fuck you this way?"

I nodded my head yes.

"It will be the last time I have to do this, won't it."

"Yes," I sniffled quietly. "I'm just so, so sorry. I just didn't think it was so important 'cause you weren't here. Please forgive me. I'm so, so sorry, Clint. Honestly."

"Everything I tell you is important, Temple. Everything! Have you forgotten that I dispose of my property as I wish? Temple, you need some training. But that will be a little later on. Two things for right now. First, I'm going to give you a job here. I need to keep an eye on you. You'll be on probation. Brooke needs someone to do filing for her and you'll be perfect for that. She'll be your boss. You'll obey her without question. You start on Monday. You'll remember the dress code, won't you?"

I replied that I would, and he asked me to repeat what I'm to wear when in the office.

"Nothing underneath," I said.

"And from now on, I want that to be absolutely apparent to anyone looking. Do you understand? Everyone is to know you're naked beneath your clothes."

I nodded my head yes, though I knew this was going to be almost impossible to do with Donny working right there, but I vowed to try to do it some way. I knew there was no way I could possibly give up Clint's wonderful love making, and God knows I couldn't endure another humiliating experience like the one I had just gone through. I didn't really mind so much the way he used me, not at all really, but I just couldn't stand Clint's disappointment in me. Believe me, I would never come to the office in panties or bra again!

"Second," he continued, "I'll want you to meet Mr. Compton, a good friend of mine, sometime soon and later on, I'm going to give you to Charlie Washington for some on-the-job training," he stated matter of factly.

I'd seen Mr. Compton once or twice in the office, but never had met him formally. I remembered him as a very imposing figure, about fifty years old, with a very athletic build. He was tall and distinguished looking with an air of complete confidence. He wasn't the kind of man anyone would ever say no to.

Charlie Washington was the senior salesman in the office, an enormous black man who was my husband's supervisor. I knew that Donny was afraid of him for some reason, but didn't know why, maybe simply because he was such an imposing figure. He was a huge man and not at all attractive, but like Mr. Compton, I was pretty certain he was not a man anyone easily said no to.

I wasn't sure what Clint meant by "meeting" Mr. Compton or "giving" me to Charlie Washington, but from what had happened so far, it probably would involve the use of my body in some way. I honestly don't know what to feel about that.

I do know that, after what he had just done to me, I am terribly afraid of disappointing him in any way whatsoever. I didn't want to have what had just happened to me happen again, and I already know without question that I cannot simply walk away from this.

The climaxes I've experienced with him are simply too powerful and too long awaited to ever say no to. I understood completely and for the first time the nature of addiction. And God knows I am addicted! But I just can't let it go further than this. I can't let another man use my body. I have vowed not to let this go any further.

December 3, 2007

Today was my first day at work. Donny and I talked about this a long time. He wasn't sure he wanted his wife to work, but finally, we both agreed that the extra money would be helpful. We could save for Donny's divinity schooling much more quickly, and it would be good, he said, that we would both be together more.

There were, of course, some problems for me. As I walked up to Brooke's desk my first day to ask what she wanted filed, the first thing she said to me was, " Are you wearing panties today, Temple?"

I was startled, but managed to say in a very haughty way, "No, I'm not allowed to, as I'm sure you know."

I wanted her to understand both that I wasn't at all unhappy about my new relationship with Clint, and that I knew Clint told her things about me and that that didn't bother me at all.

"What would you like me to do today," I said loftily and professionally, I thought.

"Oh my goodness. Aren't we the uppity little slut today," she sarcastically answered. "I believe Clint wants your lack of panties and bra to be 'apparent,' and it doesn't seem apparent to me. I'll have to report this to him when he gets back tomorrow. I would advise you to start wearing clothes a bit more revealing. Take this and file it."

I was definitely upset, so much so that I eventually ended up begging her not to tell on me. How humiliating! But I just could not bear to disappoint him again. She just sneered at me. God, I hope she won't tell. I do have to be more careful about dressing the way Clint wants, I know. I will tomorrow.

December 5, 2007

It's very hard to dress like Clint wants at work, but I try hard to. When I walk around now, I'm certain it is completely obvious that I have nothing on underneath. I'm careful to wear clothes sheer enough to show my nakedness beneath. I get a lot of looks from the guys in the office and tons of smiles and stuff, but when I see Donny around, I'm like petrified and have to hide. We obviously can't have lunch together. He keeps asking me why. Fortunately, Clint keeps him out of the office most of the day and lets me go home before he gets back.

This is just so, so difficult. I wish Clint could keep Donny totally away from me somehow.

December 11, 2007

Yesterday was just so perfect. Donny is away for training on Mondays, which means I can finally be myself. I wore this great little micro mini that I bought (and hid from Donny) last weekend and an ultra sheer silk blouse. I left the blouse half-unbuttoned (not that it mattered since the blouse was practically see-thru anyway), and walked right up to Brooke's desk. She just looked at me a minute and then said really snootily, "Well, do you think you're competition now?"

I just smiled and said, "Perhaps." And unbuttoned another button right in front of her! I was like nearly totally exposed. And I loved it! I was totally nude under this little outfit and for the first time I could just be completely relaxed about it.

I enjoyed yesterday just so, so much, and I think a lot of the guys did, too. (Hee, hee)

I wonder if I'm an exhibitionist. I don't know if I am, but I sure had no desire to cover up, not at all. I loved the way the guys looked at me. When this guy named Bart walked by, I bent way down over the lower filing cabinets and let him see my breasts like completely displayed. It gave me just this incredibly erotic feeling to see him stop and start to flirt with me. I never once tried to cover up.

Know what else I noticed when I looked in the mirror? When I bend over in this tiny little mini I show something else pretty clearly, as well! Hee hee! I made sure a few of the guys saw that, too! God, I'm so bad! I wish it could be like this every day, but I won't be able to be like this again until next Monday. Darn!!!!

Clint has to do something about Donny always being around.

At least I know I won the competition! And Brooke knows it too! I love it!

(As I was leaving today, Brooke told me that Clint had just called to say that Mr. Compton will be coming into the office on Thursday afternoon, and that I'm to make myself available. I don't know what to think about that.)

December 14, 2007

Ohmygawd, what a strange day today was. Sometimes I wonder what is becoming of me. But at least I know that Clint really does appreciate me now, and that I have made him proud of me. That's so important.

When Brooke called me and told me that Clint wanted to see me in his office, I felt a little apprehensive, I must admit, but I really wanted to please Clint. I was afraid he was losing interest in me, because he hadn't taken me in almost a week. I had taken a great risk wearing a very, very revealing outfit that I was sure would please Clint. It left nothing to the imagination. I mean really nothing!!  I was exactly what Clint wanted, very obviously naked beneath my clothes.  Very, very obviously!  I had to hide from Donny all morning, which made me pretty tense.

When Clint finally called me into his office, I was sort of nervous and on edge from worry and excitement. I was glad to get out of the general office and into Clint's where I could relax some.

Mr. Compton was seated with his legs crossed, smoking a cigarette when I walked in. He simply looked me up and down, nodded at me, and said to Clint, "A beautiful young lady. I've always been partial to attractive young blondes, especially blondes who dress like that and look like that. I've seen her here before, I believe. Very pretty. And she appears to have a body to match that extraordinary face. Nice tits. She's very young.  Where'd you get her?"

"Yeah, she's only sixteen and  the wife of one of my junior salesmen."
"She's sixteen and married?" Mr. Compton exclaimed.
"Some sort of religious thing, I don't know.  Her husband's a few years older and wants to be a minister and apparently doesn't fuck her.  He obviously doesn't appreciate that body quite like I think you will," Clint said, chuckling. "Once we undress her, I think you'll agree she's got the body to match the cute face."
"Damn, she'll be the youngest bitch I've fucked since high school.  You say she's good?"
"Try her and see. You won't be disappointed.  She has some 'special' talents," he laughed.

So he was going to show me to him. I wasn't exactly sure how I felt about that, but I guess it wouldn't be so bad. What could it hurt to let him look? God, I am so, so naive!  Hadn't I been listening?!

"I remember how you're constantly going on about the tits or ass on this bitch or that one, Dirk, so I thought you might enjoy this one," Clint went on. "She's got exceptional tits and the bitch's waist is so tiny you can get your hands around it, which makes her ass look pretty sensational, too. Long, long legs under that little skirt, as you can obviously see."

I was torn about how I felt. I liked the compliments, but the language was kind of offensive. I wish he wouldn't call me a "bitch." The language only got more intense, however, and what was said next should have sent me running.

"Her cunt's as tight as a virgin's and shaved smooth as glass," Clint continued, "but here's the best part for you, Derk. Her cunt is apparently only rarely used, but her ass has never been!"

"Well, well," Mr. Compton replied, crushing out his cigarette and walking over to me. "What's the matter with your husband, Sweetie? Is he a faggot?"

"I, I don't know," I stupidly stuttered.

It didn't really matter what I said. He wasn't paying any attention.

"The only thing I like better than a great set of tits is an unsullied ass," he said, turning to Clint. "A virgin ass, eh."

"Did Clint tell you how much I like anal sex, honey?" he said now to me. "I'm sorry, but I've forgotten your name."

"Temple," I said demurely, hoping that my conflicting emotions weren't showing.

I liked the way I was being admired, and it was exciting me greatly, but at the same time I felt as if I was again being treated as merely a body.

I certainly did not want to have anal intercourse with him. Or anybody! The very idea was repellant, to say nothing of the pain I assumed would accompany it. But I was positive Clint would never let him have me anyway, so I just relaxed and hoped what Mr. Compton saw would please Clint.

Mr. Compton turned me around slowly, touching my breasts and hips lightly as he did so.  "Sixteen, eh," he said, turning back to Clint.
"So, Temple," he intoned. "Cling tells me you're an exceptionally good fuck. Inexperienced but willing. That true?"

"I hope so, sir. At least I hope Clint feels that way," I answered quietly.

"You've never been fucked in the ass?"

"No, sir, never." I was starting to blush nervously.

"Have her undress," Mr. Compton said, turning to Clint and sitting down again. He lit another cigarette and gestured at Clint to get me undressed.

"Temple, do as your told," Clint said simply.

I saw Clint smile broadly when I slipped my tiny skirt down over my hips revealing my pantiless bottom. As my sheer blouse fell to the ground beside my skirt, I saw the gleam of pride on Clint's face as his "property" stood totally nude and on display for Mr. Compton's appreciation.

I felt so close to Clint right then.

"Well," Mr. Compton observed, getting up and hefting my breasts in his hands. "You're certainly right, Clint. Those are exceptional tits. Quite heavy. I don't recall ever seeing a natural rack that size and weight with no sag whatsoever. I guess at sixteen they haven't had time to sag," he chuckled.  "Beautifully shaped, too. Quite exceptional. Nicely sized nipples. Slightly puffy. I like that. Do they bruise easily?" he asked Clint. "I'll want to be rough with them, as you know."

"Don't worry about anything, Derk. She's company property and you're an investor. Do what you want," Clint replied. "Enjoy her."
"Company property?"
"That's right.  Let me show you," he said walking over to the phone.  "Brooke, bring Temple's contract in here."
Brooke walked in with her usual sneer at me and handed my contract to Clint, who then handed it to Mr. Compton.
"Jesus Christ," he laughed, quickly scanning the contract.  "You'd have to be sixteen to sign this.  'Company property.'  God, I love it.  Well, let's have a close look at your property."
It's true, I was Clint's property, but I also felt a teeny bit uneasy right then, but when Mr. Compton returned to me and again held my breasts in his hands and stared at them in obvious admiration, a lot of the tension left me.  In fact, I could feel myself beginning to respond.

"I like the cunt, too," he added, as his hands lowered to cup my aroused mound. "Very smooth. And you say tight?" Mr. Compton went on, one finger slipping gently inside me to caress my clitoris.

I couldn't help by moan slightly. Mr. Compton smiled. "I see she's easily aroused as well," he added.

"Oh yes." Clint answered amusingly. "And yes, her cunt is tight. Damn tight. Believe it or not, she says her husband's only used it once. You'll be one of the few cocks to invade her cunt, and as I said, and you'll be the first to take her in the ass. But listen, you gotta try her mouth first. I think you'll find it a delightful little surprise," he said. "I'd suggest you start there and then lubricate yourself in her pussy before you take her ass. Her cunt is sensational, like I said. You've got to try it, even if only briefly"

And then nodding at me, he said sweetly, "Go show Mr. Compton that mouth I've been bragging about."

Surprising myself, I quickly walked over to Mr. Compton, my five-inch pumps causing my breast to bounce seductively as I approached. I was actually glad that Brooke was there to see how hot I looked and especially cause I knew I could do something she couldn't.  I wanted her to be jealous!
Kneeling submissively in front of Mr. Compton, I quickly opened his pants. I was determined to show him that Clint's pride in me was earned.  And to show that bitch Brooke that I was a lot more woman than she was.

He seemed maybe a bit smaller than Clint in length, as I pulled his sex towards me, but he was quite thick. Very thick, actually, and very, very hard. I could feel the heat from the glowing tip of his cigarette as he reached to squeeze my right breast.

I slowly brought his bulging penis to my lips, and then in one quick move, pulled him deep down my throat. I heard Mr. Compton exclaim, "Good God!" and Clint laugh out loud appreciatively. I felt enormous pride at that moment.  "What a whore," I heard Brooke say disdainfully.

"Where did you find this?" he proclaimed, grabbing me by the ears and pumping my head up and down on his rock hard shaft. I wondered what had happened to the cigarette.

"If the cunt is anything like the mouth, I'm going to 'lubricate' myself a long time," Mr. Compton said appreciatively. "You were certainly right, Clint. This is rare find," he said, continuing to pump his penis deeply down my throat.

Finally extracting himself from my mouth, he turned to Brooke and told her to get something to tie my hands with.
Sudden apprehension gripped me.
When she returned a moment later, he asked her to bind my hands behind my back and lead me over to Clint's desk, where, holding me by the hair. he roughly pushed my breasts down on to the desk.
"Pull her tits so that all her weight is on them," he said to Brooke while pushing my legs open.  "I want to feel her body rocking on her tits when I fuck her."
Brooke was eager to comply.  Grabbing my breasts while digging her fingernails viciously into my nipples, she positioned me the way Mr. Compton had ordered.  It was terribly uncomfortable with my legs spread completely open and all my weight on my breasts, but I could sense how intensely erotic this must appear to Mr. Compton.

Mr. Compton approached me from the rear, and encircling my waist and pushing my thighs even farther apart with his knees, prepared to enter me.

It's strange how splendid I felt right then and how terribly much I wanted my vagina to be as pleasing as my mouth had been. I was very, very wet, which I hoped would be pleasing to him, and I was certainly positioned to give him total and easy access. I was probably not going to be as tight as I was when Clint first took me. He had certainly done much in the past few weeks to open me up. But I did so want to be tight for Mr. Compton.

The exclamation that accompanied his first deep, hard plunge into me made me certain I was still as tight as Clint had said I was. That made me so very, very proud! He was much more aggressive than Clint was normally, and I was surprised to discover how much I liked that. I could tell he was trying to hurt me, but for whatever reason, it was exactly the right thing to do. I climaxed almost instantly and was well along to my second when he stopped, pulled out, and prepared to take me anally.

I was suddenly quite apprehensive. I wanted desperately to say, no. But fear of how that would reflect on Clint stopped me.

"If your little whore's ass is as tight as her cunt, I'm going to have to rend her to open her. You have any problem with that?" he asked.

"Not at all. I saved her ass for you, Derk," Clint said. "Why would I have any problem with that? I know what you like. Do whatever you want. Her ass belongs to you. If you have to rend her to open her, go ahead and rend her. Like I said, she's company property," he said encouragingly. "Open her up."
I wasn't sure what "rend" meant, but I didn't think it was anything I wanted to happen to me.

"Well, I'd suggest you stick your cock in her mouth then to stifle her scream. This isn't going to be pretty," Mr. Compton laughed.

I was almost petrified with fear and extremely apprehensive when he jerked me off the table by my hair and ordered Brooke to reposition my "tits" while he adjusted my hips to position himself to enter me.

I wasn't apprehensive for long. While I was opening my mouth to accept Clint's sex, Mr. Compton encircled my waist, and in one quick, hard thrust, violently tore my virginal ass open, driving nearly half the length of his thick cock deep into my tight anal cavity.  I was being rent!

Fortunately, my scream was stifled on Clint's full erection.

"The bitch is tight, Clint, really tight. I'm still not completely in her. Hold her shoulders down. I want to try to open her up completely," I heard him say through the searing pain of his violent penetration. He drove himself now ferociously into me.

The pain was sharp and engulfing as inch by inch he plunged his thick sex deeper into my body. But surprisingly and also quite fleeting, I began to feel this utterly strange sensation rising from my vagina, through my belly to my head. The seven or eight harsh strokes it took to bury his fat penis entirely inside me only intensified it, and each succeeding thrust drove me deeper and deeper into absolute paroxysms of pain and pleasure. I didn't know if I was screaming in agony or ecstasy onto Clint's muffling sex.

When Mr. Compton had finished in me, depositing his semen deep in my rectum, Clint took me, quite hurriedly emptying himself in my womb.

Most interestingly though, and this is indeed strange, as I was lying there, listening to them discuss my body and the tightness of my "ass" and "cunt" and hearing them evaluate my performance, I suddenly experienced the most intense climax. No one was touching me, not even myself. But it was so intense! And so strange. I was literally moaning!  Both men just looked at me in the oddest way. "What a whore," Mr. Compton laughed.

December 19, 2007

Donny and I have been better about making love this week. He wants to try to have a baby. He still hasn't made me climax. That's kind of sad, I guess.

I always climax with Clint and the guys he has had me do. I mean there haven't been a lot, only four so far, besides Mr. Compton. I know I should feel awful, and I guess I do. But every time I say I'm going to be good, something will happen and Clint will want me to do something, and I just can't say no to him.

It's almost Christmas. He's going to give me to Mr. Washington on Friday. I'm nervous about that.

Diary of a Young Slut, Part 3

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December 22, 2007

Ohmygawd! Yesterday was so, so incredible.

When I got to work Friday morning, I could see Mr. Washington talking to Donny as I stood there nervously awaiting him in Clint's office. He seemed to be joking about something. It must be strange to know that you're on your way to fuck the wife of the guy you're talking to, but it doesn't seem to faze him at all. God, men are so strange. It makes me laugh.

Donny had told me in the past that Mr. Washington is always going on about how pretty and sexy I am and teasing him about him being able to handle such a "hot" woman. Donny doesn't like him, but he's also just so obviously afraid of him, too. I wonder if he was teasing him this afternoon.  Wouldn't that be so, so sick, like tell
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ing a guy how hot his wife is when you know you are going to fuck her in like just a few minutes!!!  Ohmygawd!  I do remember hoping he would think I'm hot when he sees me, though.  I dressed just for him this morning.

In a way, it would have been better if Clint had been here because maybe I wouldn't have been so nervous, but it's probably better that he wasn't. I wouldn't want him to see me hesitate about anything he has ordered me to do. I just hoped I could do what he wants me to. I thought I could, but, still it was kinda hard to just stand here while Brooke explained what I've become and what Clint wants Mr. Washington to do.  But really, I knew I would do exactly what Clint expected me to.  I do belong to him.  I'm his property.

When Brooke and Mr. Washington came in, it was apparent that she'd explained some of it, because she was telling him that he can do me here in Clint's office or take me home or to a client's place and so on.

Looking contemptuously at me, she said to Mr. Washington, "Clint asked me to tell you that she's company property, and you can use her any way you wish, but he wants her to come back here thoroughly broken in. He said you'd know what that meant. Clint's going to have the company logo either tattooed or branded on her later this week, I don't know which, hopefully both" she went on rather matter of factly, "and he wants you to make her understand what she is. Clint said you'd know what that means," she added laughing hard. "I assume he means she's the company whore, but anyway, there she is. Enjoy!"

It is still embarrassing to hear myself spoken about as if I were nothing more than company property that needs to be broken in and "tagged." I can't believe I didn't say anything when Brooke suggested branding me above my vagina that first time. All Clint was going to do was tattoo the company logo on my butt and add under it, "Property of CM Enterprises." But I still really don't think I'll end up with both. That's just insane. It's Brooke's way of scaring me.

Anyway, while all this was running crazily through my head, Mr. Washington strolled over to me and began to clutch my breasts.

"Yes, Clint told me last week he wanted me to fuck her," he said casually to Brooke,  "and he informed Temple as well, isn't that so, Honey?"

"Yes," I replied. "He told me that you would be a good experience for me."

He just raised his eyebrows, and ordered me to turn around and bend over. He told me to lift my skirt over my hips, which I immediately did.

"No panties, eh," he said to Brooke.

"Clint doesn't allow her any underclothes," Brooke replied. "No bra, no panties."

"Yes, I've actually noticed the bra part. All of us have, I guess. With jugs like that it's certainly apparent that she doesn't wear a bra, and her ass always looks pretty bare, too. Not that any of us are objecting," he laughed, squeezing my breast in his massive black hands. "I see she shaves her cunt. That's a nice look. You say she's a good fuck?"

"I don't, but the guys who've fucked her so far say she is. I don't know. Clint says she has a lot to learn still." But the guys all say she never says no to anything they ask her to do. Isn't that right, Temple?" she snickered, turning to me.

"Well, she'll certainly be trainable, then," Mr. Washington observed. "Her husband doesn't know what's going on?" Mr. Washington asked.

"Apparently not," she smirked.

"Funny, I was just talking to him about his hot wife and him making sure he services her regularly," he laughed.  "How many guys have fucked her?"

"Well, I'm not sure. It's hard to keep track. Clint obviously, and I think maybe a dozen or so clients and vendors and I think the tech guy? Clint says you'll the first of the sales staff to fuck her, though. At least as far as he knows," she smiled. "Clint thought you'd be the best choice to do a real good job on her, and I'll bet you will!" she smirked.  "You sure did on me!"

"Yes, he told me that, too" Mr. Washington said. "I'm sure we'll find something interesting to do to her.  I just hope she's as good as you are, Brooke, honey."

"After you're finished with her, he's going to have her tattooed with the company logo," Brooke went on excitedly, "and I'm encouraging him to have her branded with those brands we used on the leather briefcases last year. But whatever he decides, when she's prepped, he's going to have a sort of coming out party for her and let the rest of the sales staff fuck her then."

"Hmmm...," Mr. Washington said, inspecting my bottom. "I agree. A brand would be perfect. I'll suggest it to him, too. I wouldn't mind at all being the one to do the branding."

"Oh, you'd be perfect," Brooke went on. "Please do tell him it's a good idea. Then he wouldn't think it's just me. But say over her pussy, too, okay?"

I mean I was just like so upset at what that bitch Brooke had just said, but for some reason I didn't say a thing, and I don't know why. I wasn't so upset about the tattooing. I was still pretty positive Clint wouldn't ever allow me to be branded, and to tell the truth, the tattoo idea seemed kinda cool really. I do sort of feel like Clint's property now, so it's like something sort of special between us. The tattoo part was okay. I actually wanted that. And like I said, I was sure Clint wouldn't let anyone brand me. That would be just barbaric.

But the other stuff about the other men really made me mad. It wasn't a bit true what she said. Not at all. I mean, besides Clint, only Mr. Compton and four vendors and one other guy and his son have had me. That's only seven guys not counting Clint. It's not like a dozen like what Brooke said. I'm not a whore! I'm sixteen, and except for my husband, I've only had ten other guys in my whole life, and that's counting the two policemen, and they shouldn't really count cause they kinda like raped me?

Even after Mr. Washington does me, that will only be eleven. That's sure not a whore! Like lots of sixteen-year-olds have had way, way more than that. I bet most have. Like even some fourteen-year-olds have, I bet! That Brooke is such a bitch. I bet she's had tons more. She's the whore, not me.
And here's something else.  The reason everybody is going to get a big Christmas bonus this year is cause of me!!!  Clint told me that this really special client, Mr. Goldberg, might buy this property that he has been trying to sell for like just this really long time, and he wanted me to help out, so I did.  And cause of me, Clint said, Mr. Goldberg did buy the property and it like made our year!
What I didn't know was that Mr. Goldberg was a Jew until Clint told me that Mr. Goldeberg wanted me to be a present for his son's bar something or other the next week.  That's some kinda Jew ceremony, I found out.
Well, I really, really didn't want to do this, cause preacher told me that Jews were unclean and we should always stay away from them.  The worse thing, though, was they were the very ones that killed Jesus!!!  So like I got all weird thinking about not knowing that it was a Jew fucking me when Mr. Goldberg did me, and now he wanted me to let his son fuck me too.  It was really hard to agree, but I did cause of Clint.
Clint told me that Mr. Goldberg would bring his son to this hotel and that he wanted me to be waiting there for him totally nude, with just a bow around my belly like a present.  When he brought his son in I could tell he was really, really nervous.  He was only one year younger than me, but I felt like way, way older than him.  He was a tall, skinny boy with ugly glasses and kinda pimply face, and like I said, really nervous.  Clint had told me it would be his first time.  When Mr. Goldberg walked him over to me and told him I was his bar whatever present and that he could do anything he wanted to me, he wouldn't even look at me.  I think he was scared.
After Mr. Goldberg left, his son, whose name was Shem, asked me what I wanted to do.  Well, what I wanted to do was get out of there, but I said I would like to do what he wanted to do.  He didn't say anything, so I said, "Why don't you just lie down on the bed and we can talk about it."
I took the ridiculous bow off, and sat beside him.  "Is this your first time?" I asked as nicely as I could. 
He mumbled a nervous "Yeah."
"Well, I'll just kinda do stuff and you tell me if you like it, k?  Don't be nervous" I said, putting his hand on my right breast.  I felt just so, so much older and more mature than him.
He just nodded his head and left his hand where I put it, but didn't really "feel" me.  Reaching down to his pants, I slowly unzipped him and asked him if that was okay.  He sort of gulped out a nervous "I guess so," so I went ahead and pulled him out of his pants.
I was really surprised when I saw it.  He was hard, of course, like I expected, but while his father's penis had been like normal size and shape, Shem's was pretty big and curved upward.  I didn't want to put him in my mouth cause, like I said, Jews are unclean and stuff, but I didn't know what else to do, so I just closed my eyes and went ahead and did it.
Because of his shape, it was kinda hard, really hard, actually, to get him clear down my throat, but I finally did.  I hadn't sucked him for more than a minute when I felt him erupt in my mouth.  I was surprised he was so quick, and since I really didn't want to swallow him cause of him being unclean, my mouth just got all filled up real quick.
When I pulled off of his penis, I didn't know what to do with the cum that was filling up my mouth.  I thought about spitting it out, but then I remembered how mad those policemen got when I did that.  I didn't think Shem would beat me like they did, but I wasn't sure.  So I just went ahead and swallowed it.  It was horrid, but at least it was over, I thought.
Well, it wasn't!!!  Like he didn't even get soft for a second, and he seemed much bolder, too.  "I want to fuck you regular now, okay," he said.
I was just totally amazed.  I guess he just must have felt like so, so privileged to be able to have sex with a Christian girl that he just stayed hard!  I felt kinda sorry for him cause I knew Jews probably didn't get to do this too much or maybe ever to Christian girls, and all the Jew women I ever saw were like kinda ugly and stuff.  So I smiled at him and said, "Okay, I guess you can.  But you know I'm a Christian woman, and a Christian woman really shouldn't let a Jew inside her.  So I hope you appreciate what I'm doing and will tell your father how nice I was to you, k."
I don't even know if he was listening, but when I rolled over on to my back, he was on me and in me like instantly!  Maybe it was his shape or maybe the combination of his shape and size, but when he entered me, I was surprised at how quickly I started to respond.  I sure didn't want to climax with a Jew, but like it did.  A hard climax, too!  I even asked him to do me again, a little later.  When he left, though, I was like totally disgusted with myself.
At first I worried I could get pregnant and have a Jew baby cause he put lots of his sperm inside me and I was close to ovulating at the time, but I remember once I read about this woman who had sex with a donkey and the book said that a animal and a human can't have a baby.  That's probably like the same with Jews, I mean like Christians and Jews couldn't have babies, I'm sure.  But I also remember seeing some pictures once of this guy who had like a horse body and a human face, so really, I don't know.

Anyway, those thoughts and memories all got interrupted when Mr. Washington grabbed me by the hand and said that he'd take me home and "give me a good fucking" and walked me quickly towards the backdoor.

His hand just completely engulfed mine. I felt so tiny beside him, like a little lamb in the grip of a giant bear. He is a really big black man. I mean really!

I was worried that my husband might see me leaving, but Mr. Washington sure didn't care. He put his mammoth hand right up under my skirt like he didn't mind who was watching and walked me to the car with my skirt hiked up and his hand right on my bare butt.

I'm much braver about this stuff now, but still, that made me a teeny bit uncomfortable. Obviously, I sure didn't want my husband to see or hear about this, so I pushed his hand away and pulled my skirt back down. I probably shouldn't have giggled when he pulled my skirt right back up and put his hand back on my bare bottom, but I did! He really is very, very fearless and confident, I must say. I felt like such a little girl with him. I really had to smile at how aggressive he was.

Once in the car, he bent over to kiss me. His breath was just horrid and his tongue felt like some huge, disgusting lump of meat probing the back of my throat. That was the first black person I ever kissed, and I did not like it! But I submitted meekly to all of it. If this is what Clint wants, I thought, then I want it too, I guess.

I mean, I've kinda got over being like prejudice and stuff, but it was still kinda creepy to have a colored man kiss me. I did go ahead and let him, though. That's pretty good of me, I think.

"Clint says you have some special talents, Temple," he said, mumbling into my mouth while he kissed me and caressed the back of my neck. "Ever suck black cock before?" he asked, breathing repulsively in my face.

"Well, yes, just once. When I was a girl," I said softly.
"You're still a little girl, Honey.  You like it?"

"I don't know. Maybe. He was very big."

"This big?" he asked, unzipping his pants and displaying himself for me.

I just gulped in amazement. "No, sir," I said timidly, not that big. "I don't know if I can get you in my mouth, Mr. Washington. You're awful big."
Actually, he was no bigger than Ramal, the policeman, was, but he was much bigger than anything I had had in me since then.  I really began to worry about being able to please him.  I didn't do so well with Ramal, I remembered.

"But you'll try, won't you, Honey, cause you want to please Mr. Washington like Clint told you to."

"Yes, sir, I'll try," I said, as he pulled my face down to his colossal sex. And I really, really did intend to try and try hard.

I began to lick it tentatively. To my horror, it got even bigger as it stiffened to its full size. But I was still determined to get him in my mouth and so him my talent!

Meanwhile, he had pulled my skirt up over my waist again and had one hand between my legs, expertly fingering my clitoris while the other held my head down. I could already feel that now familiar tingling in my belly as I began to caress Mr. Washington's penis with my fingers and tongue. I started to sense that this could be a very special climax!

"You don't need your hands on my cock, Temple," he said. "Just work your mouth down on it. You can use your hands to get your blouse off and your tits out," he added, chuckling and pushing my head down hard until the fat head of his huge shaft popped fully into my mouth.

I sucked the head of his cock the way that Clint had shown me, and dutifully unbuttoned my blouse and pulled it off my shoulders, letting my breasts tumble into his lap, while never removing my mouth from his glistening black sex. He was coarsely squeezing one breast seconds later. The head of his magnificent black genitalia had filled my mouth so completely that I literally could bnot breathe.

Even as excited as I was becoming, I was more than a little concerned about sucking him right in the parking lot in daylight. Just before he pulled my head down onto his lap, I had noticed that the dashboard clock read 4:55. I knew that Donny's car was parked only four or five cars away and that he would be walking right past here in about five minutes, and yet here I was trying my best to fit Mr. Washington's massive blackness down my throat. This would be quite a sight for my husband to see. I knew I had to finally say something.

"Mr. Washington, " I said, finally raising my head and gasping for air. "I adore what you're doing to me and would never ask you to stop, but my husband will be coming by here in like seconds. Would it be okay to move somewhere else?"

"Actually, he's coming right now," he chuckled, starting the big Escalade. "Get your mouth back on my cock!"

As he began to pull slowly out of the space he was in, and as I dutifully bent to accept is colossal penis once more, he suddenly stopped, lowered the window, and started talking to my husband!

I was like totally petrified! I couldn't believe what he was doing! But it only seemed to excite Mr. Washington more. His left hand pushed my face down viciously onto his bulging sex while his right hand began to probe my vagina more vigorously, crushing my clitoris against my pelvis.  His cock was nearing the back of my throat and his fingering of me was driving me mad with excitment.

"Donny," he yelled out, "Come over here." I was absolutely paralyzed. I had no idea why he was calling my husband over to the window of the car. "Tell that sweet little wife of yours hello for me when you get home. She's a hot little piece."

"Please, Mr. Washington," I heard Donny reply. "I've asked you not to talk about her that way. She's a good Christian wife."

Mr. Washington just roared. "Donny, my boy, even a good Christian wife needs a good hard fucking occasionally. You doing your job? You going to fuck that sweet little thang when you get her home?  Maybe you need a little practice. See this," he laughed, and with that he used the hand that was buried in my vagina to lift my rear up in the air and expose it right there in front of my husband!

"Know what this nice little piece of ass is, Donny boy? This here is a little whore in training, a little company whore, actually. After I get her all properly prepared, Clint's gonna brand and tattoo her, and all of us salesmen, you included, are gonna start using her to sweeten deals," he said, still holding my "ass" in the air. "We're all gonna fuck her next week, and I want you to fuck her too. Make a real man out of you!" he laughed uproariously.

With his other hand, he suddenly pushed down hard on the back of my head and drove the head of his splendid sex to the very back of my throat and down it. I heard him grunt with pleasure.

Here I was with the massive head of Mr. Washington's penis fully in my mouth and my butt lifted high in the air for my husband to inspect. Fortunately, I knew Donny wouldn't recognize it. After all, he had never seen me nude. But it was nevertheless unbelievably frightening. And incredible exciting!

"I'd let you talk to the whore here, Donny boy, but right now she's got her little white mouth wrapped all around my big black cock," he roared. "I do expect you to fuck her next week, though. Remember that!" he warned commandingly. "Your job gonna depend on it."

"Please, Mr. Washington, that's just an awful sin, you know," I heard Donny reply. "You should have respect for women. And I could never, ever be unfaithful to my wife!"

"Donny," I heard Mr. Washington answer, "I can absolutely promise you that, when you fuck this little whore, you won't be being unfaithful to your wife," he roared with laughter.

"That is so wrong," was all I heard Donny say as Mr. Washington lifted my bottom even higher in the air, shook it, and drove off laughing outrageously.

I was aflutter with conflicting emotions and sensations. I thought what Mr. Washington said was just so mean and awful, and yet it was also so very, very exciting. He seemed so manly, so unafraid of anything. Here he was holding Donny's wife's body up in the air while she tried to swallow his massive sex, and he wasn't nervous or anything or afraid that Donny might know what he was doing. And my God, to say what he did to him? Mr. Washington was obviously a very, very confident and powerful man, and that got me just so, so excited. It makes me all quivery just to write it!

As we drove to his apartment, Mr. Washington continued to pump my head up and down on his shaft, and though I tried desperately to get him completely back down into my throat again, I just couldn't. I came real close, but he had simply become way too big and I didn't really have a lot of room to get myself into position anyway.

He was also shaped differently from any of the other the men I had had in my mouth, except maybe for that black policeman, who was kind of like Mr. Washington, I guess. Like the policeman, the base of Mr. Washington's penis was much, much wider than the head. I could barely get my hands completely around that part of him.

Anyway, I did the best job I could on him and after maybe fifteen minutes or so, I felt him push down hard on my head and a gush, a torrent really, of his seamen erupt into my mouth. I thought it would never end. Fortunately, the head of his penis was at the very back of my throat so most of it gushed right down my esophagus, because I could have never swallowed all of that gush of semen quickly enough. It must have been like gallons! And even with that flood down my throat, my mouth was still filled to the brim. I had to swallow really, really quick.

Black semen tastes a lot different from white guys and smells different, too. Did you know that? It's hotter, too. I'm getting to know a lot about this kinda stuff now.

But anyway, since he seemed finished with me for the time being, I licked him as clean as I could, and we continued the ride to his place.

I don't remember what he talked about (something about what plans he had for me after I became the official office "whore," I think) because I was just mesmerized by his enormous sex lying drained now and slightly coiled in his lap. I thought about how proud he must be to have such manhood and how proud it made me feel that my lips and my body could bring that wonderful magnificence to life so easily! And I knew he would feel so, so proud of me when he entered me and I accepted him entirely.  I was going to make sure of that!

He had said something on the drive to his place that he was going to make me a real woman, and I was sure he was right. I knew his size would be difficult, but I was absolutely determined to take him properly and completely. I was just so determined to please him and make Clint proud of me. Every inch of his wonderful blackness would penetrate my white body. God, I was so, so hot by then!!!

I would have to remember to tell him not to ejaculate in my vagina, though. I couldn't forget that! I was definitely ovulating. Donny and I are scheduled to make love tonight and try and make a baby.

When we got to his apartment and parked at the curb, I started to put my blouse back on, but he grabbed it out of my hands and threw it in the back seat. Did he mean for me to walk from the car to his apartment topless? God, he was so manly and confident. I started to pull my skirt down, but he stopped that too. For some reason that just excited me more than I've ever been excited. Like way more. I could feel myself getting completely wet. He was apparently going to walk me into his apartment building practically nude right in front of his neighbors and everyone! And it wasn't even nearly completely dark yet.

It made me feel so proud that he wanted to display me this way. I was happy I had decided to wear these five inch heels because they made my breasts bounce and sway in the most provocative way, and I especially liked it when I heard what the three guys sitting on the porch said when Mr. Washington walked me by them. It made me almost giddy to see how proud Mr. Washington felt. I promised myself I would be perfect for him. I frantically wanted him to be able to tell those men how good I had been! It's odd, I know, but I felt no shame whatsoever. Only pride!

I was very surprised to see Mr. Washington's wife there when we entered the apartment. She just sneered at me and said to her husband, "Don't make a bloody mess in the bedroom with this whore like you did the last one. I just changed the sheets!" And then she mumbled something about white women, but I couldn't catch it.

Mr. Washington just ignored her (what a bitch!) and once we got to the bedroom, he didn't waste a second. He was already half hard when he lowered his pants, and I instantly knelt to kiss and caress him into his full erection, which took about ten seconds.

He lifted me to my feet and laid me on the bed, pulled my legs up on his shoulders, and because I was so wet, he easily pushed the first six or so inches of his magnificence into my body.

I grew a little apprehensive when I realized that those first six or seven inches had almost completely stuffed me and that there was still considerably more to come. I worried for the first time that I might fail as I had with the colored policeman. The thickest part of his manhood had yet to penetrate me and I knew he was also dangerously close to the bottom of my vagina. Fortunately, Mr. Washington appeared unfazed, and withdrawing only slightly began to renew his assault on my womanhood. Each thick stroke seemed to tear a little, but each stroke brought him delightfully deeper inside of me. But what I dreaded most did happen. With inches yet to go, he encountered my cervix and stopped. He was fully two or three inches from total penetration. And then he withdrew. I was embarrassed and humiliated. I just started crying in frustration.

And then Mr. Washington gave me something to cry about when he roughly turned me over on my belly and announced that he'd "try my ass"!

Positioning me on my knees with my breast pushed down hard onto the bed, he began to slap my ass viciously while he probed my bottom with his penis, slowing spreading it open.
The first sharp pain I felt was when the head of his enormous manhood popped into my rectum. The only lubrication he used was what fluid was still clinging to his sex from my very, very wet vagina.  Just the head of his sex pushing into my anal cavity produced a sharp gasp of pain, but the next stroke caused me to involuntarily scream out in agony. Mr. Washington just laughed and said something about white women. His next two or three hard plunges into my "white ass" were so painful that I embarrassingly pleaded with him to stop. I honestly thought I would pass out from the pain. He was huge, and my anal cavity, having been used only that one time by Mr. Compton was small and tight.

"You sure, bitch?" Mr. Washington said menacingly. "You sure you want me to stop? Clint wants you opened and you've failed with your mouth and you've failed with your cunt, Honey. You want me to tell him you failed with your ass, too? You sure that's what you want me to tell him."

I could see from the mirror on the wall that he had less than half of his penis in me, and the thickest part was yet to come. He was right that I didn't want Clint to think less of me, but what he didn't know was that, in truth, I really didn't want to be embarrassed in front of him, either. I didn't want him laughing at me and thinking I wasn't a real woman. I didn't want him to think that white women couldn't do what black women could. It was true that my mouth and vagina had failed to accommodate him. I couldn't let this part of my body fail too. The memory of my failure with the policeman came flooding back.

No, I decided right then, I didn't want him to stop. Where I got the courage I don't know, but I turned my head to him and said, "Fuck my ass, Mr. Washington. Just fuck it harder, k!" and gritted my teeth and waited for the pain.

I didn't wait long. With a funny little chuckle, he immediately pulled back to the rim of my anus and with one enormous thrust, immersed half of his enormous manhood inside me. On the next stroke, I not only could feel but hear my rectum tear. And the third hard plunge opened me completely. God, this man was so powerful. Four or five strokes later I felt his balls slap against the insides of my thighs, and I knew the entirety of his superb sex was buried fully inside me. Finally!

The pain was almost unbearable, but happily, each succeeding stroke that penetrated my bottom was easier to take than the previous, primarily because blood from his rending of my rectum provided some additional lubrication. Not to say that it didn't hurt, because, like I said, it did. It really, really did. But I could stand it enough now to encourage him, to urge him on. When, after maybe fifteen or twenty vicious strokes I felt his engorged penis erupt inside of me and felt the strength of his ejaculation, I experienced just the warmest sense of pride. I was close now to the woman Clint wanted and the woman Mr. Washington had expected me to be and the woman the policeman never experienced.

"I guess we did make a mess of the sheets," I said coyly, smiling at Mr. Washington after he finished and withdrew. "Your wife is going to be mad at us."

"She'll get over it," he laughed, stretching himself out in the easy chair next to his bed.

His black body gleamed slightly with sweat. I was surprised at his build. He seemed almost fat in his clothes, but naked, as he was now, he was merely big. Large but very solid. And of course my eyes really kept straying to his truly majestic sex, which had done such glorious damage to my young body.

"I'm glad you were able to open me, Mr. Washington," I said shyly.

"You really do want to be a little whore, don't you, Temple," he chuckled, rising and stroking my vagina gently. "Come clean my cock."

"Well, I didn't want to disappoint you completely, and I don't want to disappoint Clint when he does what you say he's going to do," I said kneeling in front of him as I began to lick his glistening black cock clean. "Is he really going to do all that stuff to me?"

"You mean what Brooke said?"

"Yes," I replied. "I mean I guess I know he's going to have me tattooed and stuff, and I guess I don't really mind that. But is he really going to have everyone in the office have sex with me?"

"That's the plan, Sweetie," Mr. Washington answered, returning to his chair.

"You were kidding about my husband, though, right?" I asked.

He just winked and smiled at me.

"Mr. Washington," I hesitated. "Can you wife take all of you, you know, like in her vagina?"

He just burst out laughing. "Of course she can, Honey. She's a black woman!"

I just started to burn with embarrassment. I was like bright red! He seemed to be implying that I wasn't woman enough to take him, and I suppose he was right. Because I had failed. I can't tell you how much it hurt me to hear him say that I couldn't do what was so easy for his wife.
"Can Brooke take all of you?" I asked, fearful that he would answer yes.
"Almost, but not quite."

More than anything now, I had to have him in me completely, no matter the consequences.  I didn't say anything for like a minute, maybe even more. And then, taking a deep breath, I said, "Would you please let me try again?"

"You want me to try your cunt again?"

I just nodded.

"Bust it open?"

"Yes, sir, I guess so. If you have to," I murmured nervously.  "I hope you don't have to, but if you do, I guess yes then."

"You are a fucking hot little slut, aren't you," he laughed.

"I just don't want you to be disappointed in me," I stumblingly said.

"Well, let's see what you can do then, little white bitch," he laughed.

Grabbing my breasts, he lifted me from my knees and pulled me onto his lap. My body looked so, so small and white enveloped in his massive blackness. My boobs, as I've mentioned, are very naturally large, but because I was ovulating, they were fully a cup size larger, and yet when his hands closed around my breast they engulfed them almost completely. His penis, even relaxed as it was now, seemed nearly as large as my forearm.

"You want me to fuck you again?"

"I would like that, yes, sir,' I answered politely.

Why don't you get back on your knees there and beg me?" he replied, pointing to a spot directly in front of the chair.

I wiggled off of his lap and quickly knelt in front of him. Somewhat tremulously I said, "Would you please have sex with me again, Mr. Washington?"

"I just had sex with you, bitch," he answered somewhat rudely. "Ask me to fuck you in your white cunt. I want to hear you say 'Mr. Washington, will you please make a real woman out of me by doing me the great honor of using your magnificent black cock to completely rip my shallow white cunt open?'"

Now I was really embarrassed. Did he really think that? Was I really that pathetic in bed? I wasn't a real woman?! My body wasn't like "fuckable?"

I could feel tears welling up in my eyes as I said as humbly as I could, "Mr. Washington, would you please open my pathetic white cunt with your magnificent black cock and make a woman out of me?"

And then I suddenly saw something truly amazing, and it made me feel tremendously proud. His large cock suddenly began to stir and slightly stiffen, and I realized that my words alone had caused his powerful penis to come to life again. That's what made me so proud. I bent to kiss it slightly, and looked up at him and said pleadingly, "May I?"

He nodded, and I began to lick the length of his gigantic rod, letting the magnificent head of his majestic cock slip into my mouth each time I licked my way to the top. I cannot describe the thrill and pride I felt as his beautiful black manhood began to uncoil.

Before he was fully erect, I managed to pull him completely down my throat. I smiled up at him in complete jubilation.

When he was fully erect, he told me to mount him there on the chair. I eagerly climbed back onto his lap and began slowly to lower myself on to his blackness. I was so erotically charged, so wet and hot, that he slipped easily and deeply into my desperately willing vagina. I felt that surge of passion and that deep, deep special feeling begin to radiate through my body. I thrust my body up and down and his imposing shaft as hard as I could, hoping to force all of his extraordinary manhood into my tiny white body.

I was going crazy with desire. I just knew that if I could get him all the way inside me, we both would experience incredible climaxes, and I selfishly wanted mine frantically and recklessly. "Mr. Washington," I moaned, kissing him in a mad frenzy, "open me!"

Instantly, he lifted me off of his engorged genitalia, and holding me above his head by my breasts, carried me to the bed. In the throes of passion, all I could moan over and over was his name as he dropped me on the bloody sheets and pushed my legs up to my chest. An instant later, I felt his thrilling cock pistoning ferociously in and out of my sopping vagina, pumping hard now up against my cervix.

"Oh God," I appropriately cried out, because I truly was being "fucked" by a black god. I don't like to use that word, but no other word describes what he was doing to me and what I was feeling.

But he still wasn't all the way in me. I was becoming so frustrated, even angry. "Open me, Mr. Washington, Please, open me," I started to wail. "Don't listen to me if I say to stop!"

He called me a little white whore, and then instantly began a very serious and powerful assault on my cervix. "You sure you want this?" he growled.

"Open me!" was all I could say.

I need to be his woman, his complete woman.

It was nearly as painful as his invasion of my anal cavity, but oh so much more thrilling and erotic. Painful though it was, I continued to adjust my body to give him better access and to encourage his penetration. But finally, the pain was too engulfing and I began to beg him to stop.

I was thrashing about in pain and passion, screaming out "Fuck me, fuck me" in one breath, and "Oh God, stop" in another.

But ever so slowly, his assault began to achieve its goal. Through clouding pain, I could feel my cervix begin to dilate somewhat. That seemed to be all the room he needed. Five or six masterful strokes later, I felt my cervix give way entirely. Instantly, I experienced the incredible sensation of the entire length of his splendid sex slipping easily and deeply into my womb. My body was totally open for him! At last!!

He had impaled me completely! His enormous manhood was fully in my womb. And I was on the edge of the most spectacular climax I could have ever imagined, throwing my head back and forth, screaming out his name, urging him to "fuck me" over and over.

And then he stopped and withdrew!

"Mr. Washington, please. What are you doing? For God's sake, come back in me!" I screamed out in insane fury. "Fuck me, please, Mr. Washington!  Fuck me, for God's sake! Please!"

"Didn't you tell me not to cum in your cunt, Honey?" he mocked me.

"Oh God, it's too late for that. Just come back in me. Finish inside me!" I was crazed with passion and desire.

"You want this hot black seed in your little white cunt, eh baby?"

Oh God, no, yes, yes, I don't know. Just come back in me," I pleaded frantically. "Yes, finish inside me. I don't care. Just please fuck me, please!"

I would never have allowed this if I were not completely abandoned, utterly insane with lust, but I was. I was acting like common whore. All I could think of was the exceptional climax that I knew was only a few hard strokes away. I must have it. The consequences no longer mattered. And when he asked me to beg him to plant a black baby in me, I did. Shamelessly.

As his powerful sex plunged again into my willing and totally open body, I experienced an incomparable sexual elation, and when I felt him spill his gush of hot black seed into my open, fertile womb, I finally experienced the climax that I had spent so long dreaming about. The explosion inside me affected my entire body and the scream that escaped my lips was a pure animal cry of utter and gross gratification. No one, not Clint, not Mr. Compton, none of the other men, had done to me what Mr. Washington had just done.

When I looked down and saw Mr. Washington fully embedded inside me, planting the last of his exotic seed deep, deep inside my womb, I knew I was fully a woman. I just grabbed him by the neck, pulled myself up to his lips and kissed him passionately. I thanked him with all my heart. "You've made me a woman," I whispered feverishly, as I pushed my tongue deep into his mouth. "Finally!"

I loved it that he made me walk downstairs totally nude. I just stared at his wife when I walked past her, cause I just knew that she knew that I was as much a woman as she was! I had taken every inch of her man inside me, and I was much, much prettier, too. She didn't say a word! I just beamed!

When we walked outside, I just felt so incredibly erotic. My five-inch pumps were once again making my boobs bounce seductively, and I know my ass looked so firm and sexy. I was so, so glad to be Mr. Washington's hot, sexy white bitch and make him proud. I didn't even care that maybe what the guys were saying as I walked past was maybe a little tiny bit lewd, 'cause Mr. Washington had his arm around me and I felt very desirable and completely protected.

I knew he was proud of his "bitch," as he called me, and I was oh so, so happy to be his woman. I made him promise to keep me opened, and he said he would. I felt like this was my first time, and it was wonderful. I knew I would always be his bitch.

December 29, 2007

It's taken me over a week to write about Mr. Washington. I just wanted to get it perfect. I hurt for like three days after he had sex with me, and I was a little nervous that maybe I wouldn't be as good for him the next time, but when he took me the next time, he opened me pretty easily. I mean it still hurt, but not as bad. It was in his office and he didn't take me anally, but he was all the way into my womb by his fourth or fifth stroke. And he put so, so much of his sperm in me. My God, I was leaking like the whole day and even when I got home. I just love the way he takes me.

I felt maybe a little bad when Donny made love to me after that first time with Mr. Washington. I wanted to say, no, but he insisted it was the right time to make a baby. I sure hope he's wrong, cause it sure wouldn't be his baby!  And I do sort of feel like there might be a little black baby growing inside me right now.

He told me what Mr. Washington had said to him in the car and how disgusted he was by it. I told him I was just astonished that anyone would say or do such a thing. I am such a hypocrite, I know

It's good, too, that Donny's inexperienced. He must have thought all that semen inside me was just my natural juices.

I guess Clint decided I wouldn't be the "Company Christmas Bonus." Now he says he's having me tattooed tomorrow and "partying" me in the office on New Year's eve. He's going to have "Exclusive Property of CM Enterprises," tattooed on my butt. I know Brooke wants him to brand me, too. I don't know if he will. I hope not. I'm not sure anymore, though. Mr. Washington wants it done, too. Like I said, I don't mind the tattoo part. It kind of makes me proud that Clint wants to own me. Maybe if Mr. Washington is the one who brands me it won't be so bad. Still, I hope it doesn't happen. I do feel like I sort of belong to Mr. Washington more than anyone, though. I mean I know I'm Clint's property and stuff, but Mr. Washington is special.

This afternoon, Mr. Washington is going to "fuck his bitch," as he likes to say. I'm very excited about that. Oh God, I opened so easily for him now, and when he's so, so deep in me, I just can't describe how perfect the feeling is. My climaxes are so violent with him, like I'm shaking for an hour after.

Mr. Washington still says that when the sales guys all do me on New Year's eve, he's going to make Donny fuck me, too. That would be just awful. I wonder what I would do. Weird.

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It had become increasingly boring on the Atlantis base. Many of the staff was still returning from earth onboard the "daedelus” from leave, so the base was running on a skeleton crew. With the wraith severely weakened due to civil war and no sign of the replicators for months, things had become fairly slow and everyone was getting a bit bored. In

Black African seduction of three young white daughters

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By Jonathan

African culture regards the seduction of sexually active women totally different that that of the western hemisphere. Sadly, there are few laws enforced to protect women in some countries and this appalling practice of sexual humiliation has torn families apart. A lot of kidnapped teen women, wives and daughters, have been forced into prostitution and sex slavery.... especially the young white ones.  Many rich black African men lust for white women and have forcefully impregnated many of them as payback for the white man's past wrongs in dividing the African continent.

Working as an oil engineer in several African countries during the early 1970's and also a few year later, I encountered many bizarre things but have not revealed them until recently

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. There are some things about Africa that have drawn little press and that are hidden from the American public. Little has been published about the black African leaders, power brokers and businessmen who took sexual advantage of white businessmen and their families. If brought to the public's attention there would be an outcry as to why these things happened.

The following story is of one occurrence that I partially witnessed and later became aware of what else had transpired from conversations with two of the daughters. To protect their privacy I have changed the names of the people involved.

It was on a Friday afternoon when my African boss, Motambi, gave me several contract documents to deliver to a fellow engineer named Atkins. Atkins had been in Africa only for a year but somehow had just recently been promoted again over several other long-term English employees. I had wondered as to why he was favored by Motambi but soon I would find out the shocking truth.

As I entered the villa where he and his family lived I noticed several expensive automobiles parked outside. The gardener met me at the gate and took me to the door. As I entered I thought perhaps that I was intruding as Atkins and his family along with several guests were in the family room.

A bizarre setting in that there were five very black Africans seated on the chairs and sofa with Atkins' three young blonde daughters sitting on several of their laps. I later found out that these men were from wealthy families and worked for the company that Atkins was employed by.  His wife, Joan, was seated next to one of the Africans with his arm around her shoulder as she was pouring drinks. Atkins, seemingly blushing, stood up and greeted me. "My apologies for interrupting on your meeting but Mr. Motambi gave me these contracts to deliver to you," I said.   I could not help but notice that I was in the wrong place at the wrong time but none of them except for Atkins seem to acknowledge my presence.   The Africans appeared high on something and were enjoying the blonde playthings next to them. One of the girls was sitting on the lap of a black African. 

After going over the papers with Atkins in the breakfast room, he suggested we go outside onto the patio. As we walked through the large family room I couldn't help but again notice his wife and two daughters sitting so close to the black Africans or on their lap. The lighting had become a bit dim with the drapes closed and it was just about sunset but I could tell there were some black hands under the skirt of one of the daughters and also in his wife's blouse. The oldest daughter, Sandy, a junior in college and home for spring break, was dressed in a short skirt and low cut blouse. She was now slow dancing with a tall black African in the parlor.   Her blonde hair and pale skin was such a contrast to the charcoal skin of the tall African who was in short-sleeve shirt and tie. His black muscular arm was holding her tightly against him while his other arm draped down her side with his hand holding her bottom.   Sandy’s head was rested against his chest and she appeared to enjoy the close contact.  Her father did not know but Sandy had experienced black sex after only three weeks in country.  Her first being a black African senior college student. She had also had sex with a black professor several times.

The second youngest daughter, Cindy, had just finished her first year in the Peace Corps. She was sitting on the lap of a very black African on the couch with an with his arm draped over her left shoulder while his right hand was laying on her leg just under her short skirt.  The lighting was dim and her mom was seated close to  another African with wandering hands. Her mom had told her daughters to treat these black Africans with respect and entertain them with friendliness. What she did not tell them, except for Sandy,  was just how friendly these black men would expect.   The girls knew that their daddy was about to have his contract extended and that they were expected to entertain his bosses for dinner and drinks.   Cindy had worked with blacks in the Peace Corps, even dated one, but never had sex with a black African….let alone a man over twice her age.   She seemed intrigued with the shiny gold Rolex that snugly adorned his left wrist. She was also trying to be grown up in the presence of important black men and also impressing her mom.  Joan smiled as she watched Cindy rubbing the African’s gold watch and squirming in his lap. 

The youngest daughter, little Jenny, had been seated next to one of the Africans but was definitely uncomfortable watching her mom and sisters being touched by these black men. She asked her mom if she could go to the den and play games. Her mom smiled and thought for a moment, "why don't you take one of our guests with you and teach them how to play Monopoly, dear. I want you girls to entertain these men since they are our guests and are also very influential in your father getting a new contract. The African smiled and replied, " I would really enjoy learning this game you call Monopoly."  Jenny knodded okay and took the African's hand as she guided him to the back den. Her mother then placed her arms around the African beside her and gave him a l kiss as he rubbed her loins. "I certainly hope he enjoys learning the game," she said sheepishly. "Oh, he will indeed madam...he will indeed....and she will too," the African replied.

Cindy was really high on the African herb they had smoked and the touch by this black African was titillating.  Her mom, also being fondled by black hands,  was enjoying the sight of her young girl also being touched by black hands.  The African's hand had slowly moved further up her skirt but Cindy, not noticing, was just chatting away and pleased with the attention.  Before long  his black hand crept even further and began slightly touching her vagina. His left arm was aroung her shoulder as his hand slid down and into her blouse and began fondling her breast.  Her mother glanced over and could see the reflection of the African's Rolex crystal glittering as he fondled her daughter's breast. Cindy, although high on herb, was a bit shocked but his hands felt so masculine and good that she did not object. Her body tingled as she became wet.  Her mother knodded over to her giving approval.  It was a strange feeling knowing that her mother not only approved but was prodding the African on. Cindy, was really feeling high from the herb and she slightly parted her legs, inviting the black hand to venture further. The African responded as two of his fingers pressed softly into her vagina. His Rolex felt cool to her skin and also excited her. As she squirmed on his lap she felt his manhood getting rock hard beneath her.  

She never ever thought she would be letting a black man, a stranger, fondle her like this....but she was becoming absorbed in a captive feeling with black arms and hands molesting her and black lips kissing her neck. Her vagina was very wet and her heart was pounding. The African then  whispered  in her ear asking her to invite him to her bedroom.  He only wanted to lay next to her body and kiss....promising not to harm her.  Cindy was gullible and high on herb so she said yes. The African then politely asked her mom, Joan, if they could leave the room. "Of course you can.....just be nice to my girl."  "Yes miss Joan, I will," he replied. They held hands and walked briskly to the back bedroom and shut the door.  The African and Cindy then cuddled on the bed as he again fingered her vagina. Then he lowered his head as he pulled her panties down and began kissing and licking her. It felt so good that Cindy did not object. His tongue was now inside her and Cindy wrapped her legs around him.  An orgasm shot through her as she soon realized that she was being "eaten" by a black African. Never in her young life had this happened so it was orgasmic joy. Within minutes, the African shed his and her clothes and then spread her legs again. Cindy felt something large entering her vagina.  "Please put a rubber on, please," she pleaded. "No girl, I want you to feel my manhood inside of you and know that my blackness will be in you. Cindy watched helplessly as he guided his black shaft into her. "Oh my gosh, I'm really being fucked by a black man and a big cock....it feels soooo.....Ugh, oh my, oh my...it's too big...please be gentle....please.....ooooooo

Her mother in the bedroom next to hers, could hear her daughter's squeals as she was impaled on and pounded by a big black cock.  Joan, who was in bed with two of the Africans, was even more titilated hearing her daughter, Cindy,  finally being black fucked and hard.  Cindy had her legs wrapped around this African's buttocks as he held her wrists down to her sides while he kept pounding. Cindy had saliva drooling from her mouth and her blue eyes were open wide and teary. This black deamon was in full control and she was helpless to stop him.  She knew that his seed was going to explode into her.  With a jolt of his muscular body and even more stiffness in his black shaft.... he spewed his jism into this young white girl. Cindy felt what seemed like ounces of cum invade her belly and another orgasm erupted. The earth had moved. 

Her mom, Joan, had instructed the girls to make the Africans feel welcomed.   What she did not divulge to them was that she and her husband knew that on this night the girls would be exposed to black lust.   Atkins’ new contract was worth a million dollar salary over the next 18 months.   Joan, who had already been bedded by his boss and several supervisors, had tried to convince her husband that it was inevitable the girls would not return to the states before experiencing black cock. Joan, at first, wanted nothing to do with having interracial sex. Then, after having a 10" black cock pound her one night....she became a slut for black men. She became infatuated with seeing that her daughters also have black lovers. One could say that she was crazy but Joan's obsession with black sex had charred her mind and she was intent in having her daughters exposed to it. Normally I would question a mother's devotion to her children by inviting this sort of thing but I had witnessed several times before how white women were drawn into sex with black men and some of them thought nothing of subjecting their daughter to it.  This is truly macabre to the white civilized world but in Africa there were strange things occuring. I still question this but it is strangely true.

Atkins had initially revolted at her prediction and was adamant in saying he would protect his daughters from being subjected to sex with these black men.   “Not my little girls, no way.” Atkins protested.   This was the situation when his family first joined him in Africa two months ago.   Joan knew differently and worked on her husband’s mindset even harder.


She had heard the stories from other wives about how they and their daughters were taken by black Africans willing or unwilling. Many ex-pat families were invited to parties and while the husbands drank and gambled , some of the wives and daughters were danced with, groped and led to a bedroom or limo where after being drunk or drugged.... a black cock impaled their white bottoms. They remained silent in fear of their husbands and fathers loosing their jobs.

Also a number of families had black domestics that did the house cleaning and gardening. When the husbands or fathers were at work during the day or sent out of town on business, these black domestics enticed many of the lonely white wives into sex. These wives had also heard of the black man’s sexual lust and many became a victim because they enjoyably had teased them by wearing swimsuits at the pool or a scanty dress.


These black Africans would not take no for an answer and many wives were fucked silly because they slightly opened the door of opportunity.   After their first fuck, many not all, soon found themselves wanting more of what their white husbands could not give them. A large, stiff, rigid black cock inside them as they were held tightly under a black pounding African.

This in turn opened the availability for the black men to put a cock in their young daughters. They even used the wife’s seduction against her in order to blackmail them into surrendering their young little darlings. Before long mothers and daughters would be taken at the same time as they watched each other being ravaged by black lust.   The daughters usually squealed louder than the mothers, which pleased the Africans.


Another little known tribal practice which was randomly used in out lying areas, was to dominate a mother and daughter. Nothing was more exciting to these black warriors than to sometimes pull innocent teen white girls from their mother’s clutches. Then as one or two Africans held the mother away other Africans would tightly hold the young girls and begin fondling them.   The girls wiggled and pleaded for them to stop but then the big black men would pull them up against their chest with their feet dangling off the floor.   As the girls squirmed their panties would be pulled down while a big black cock head began rubbing their bottoms. The girls would squirm and resist which only excited these black men. And mind you, a number of the girls got their jollies by being taken this way.  Yes, it sounds strange, but most of them had sexual desires building rapidly as they had heard their mother's squeals of delight fucking a black man for weeks prior.

Then, while standing, they would rub oily lubricant on their bare shafts as they lowered the girl’s bottom on to their hard black shaft while their white legs dangled in the air.   The white girl would try and grab the African’s neck for support but their arms became weak from the struggle and gravity pushed their bottom down.   The African would loosen his arm holding the small girl as black cock pressed into her more. Some girls screamed excitingly, some moaned and some just cried as they surrendered knowing they could not escape. A number of white girls had seen or heard their mothers being fucked by these black men and wanted to have that same exotic feeling of a black cock in them. The black Africans knew this and were only too happy to oblige.


The African’s lust thrived on impaling these teen daughters while listening to them squeal, scream and begging for them to stop. For most, not all, of these young darlings, fear was soon replaced by a sudden orgasm….something they had not experienced with their white boyfriends.   After only minutes the ultimate feeling of orgasm would shoot through their bodies as the black African jerked and poured his jism into their bellies. The vision of seeing a young 18 year old white girl with her pale white legs around a black waist, arching her back and slowly laying back with her arms motionless was awesome.   Impaled on black cock and surrendering to blackness as the African held her from falling but still stroking his black meat in her.  

Even more awesome was at the same time their mother was being held a bay as her daughter was being blacked, the other two Africans were quickly removing her clothes. She would struggle but then one black cock would split her legs while her head was held and being fed another black cock. She and daughter were being blacked at the same time. Africans enjoyed family affairs and even more when a shocked father was tied to a chair and forced to watch his wife and daughters taken in this manner.


Race and age was of no concern to these Africans. It was not uncommon to see in the outer townships after school a young black girl being fucked against a building wall.   Consider how horrifying it would be for a white father to be driving home from work and approach an alley to see a helpless white girl being ravaged against one of the buildings.   Wanting to help, he would stop the car, and as he approached the building would recognize it was his young daughter with an African cock inside her pounding away. Her head bobbing up and down as she gasped for air while squealing.   As he gets out of his car he is confronted by several other black men who drag him into the ally.   They rip his pants down and one Africans mounts him.   Now he is butt-fucked while watching his sweet daughter being banged.   This has happened more than once.

Also, there were the weekend church retreats where the mom and dads were not allowed to attend.   It was not long after they had dropped off their daughters that the orgy began. Innocently at first there would be readings and group prayer meetings. Then at night the native dances would perform.   As the girls sat at the campfire, black African counselors would approach and sit along side of them. They would entice the girls to smoke some African herb or slip a drug into their fruit drinks.   Before long the girl’s head is swirling as a couple of black hands began fondling her breast and slowly rubbing her loins.


A number of the girls knew what to expect as they had been to a retreat before.   Unknown to their parents, they were not new to African cock and knew the pleasures awaiting them.   For the innocent girls who had not known, there was an excitement being with an older man, a black man, and not having their parents around to scold them.   As the night grew late, girls would one by one leave the campfire with one and yes, two or more black men. They would be guided to a counselor’s hut or the girls tent where before long they would have a black cock in their mouth, in their belly….or both. As a long time African counselor once told me. “These retreats are not for prayer. They are camps for breeding white girls.”

It was nighttime now and shortly after arriving, Atkins had asked me to sit out on the patio with him. We had been there for close to an hour as Atkins was drinking heavily. probably escaping from the scene inside his home.  “Damn man, what in hell is going on here? Do you know what is going to happen with your wife and daughters with these Africans.”I inquired.   Atkins was on his sixth drink and was almost drunk. “Please do not tell anyone of this evening here, I beg you. I am very upset about it but I have no choice. I owe some gambling debts that are way past due to some very mean Africans that know our boss, Motombi.   My wife Joan only knows about the million dollar contract that I am suppose to get.   She has already given herself to black lust in order to get my previous promotions.   Now my boss is demanding I subject my three daughters to his African partners who are here today.    I am so miserable that I can’t live with myself but I’ve finally surrendered my resistance and invited these black predators into my home.   I’ve got to have that contract money in order to pay the debts and hopefully send my family back to the states.   If I do not pay they will kill me and perhaps Joan.   I fear for our lives.”


I just shook my head in disbelief and patted him on the shoulder. This was really bizarre yet titillating in a shameless way. Here I was in this home where a family was going to be ravaged by black Africans.   Even more eerie was that these Africans did not seem to care about my being present.   My instincts told me to leave but my curiosity and bizarre sexuality begged me to stay.

As I re-entered the family room I noticed that his wife, Joan, and two of the daughters were no longer there. As Atkins excused himself to the bathroom I ventured down the hall. As I peeked into one of the bedrooms I alarmingly saw the oldest blonde daughter, Sandy, seated on a bed as one of the tall black African was rubbing her cheeks with his long erect black cock. The African then reached around and grabbed her wrists behind her back as his other black hand held her head.   “Open your pretty mouth blondie,” he demanded. “Please, not this….don’t expect me to suck you, please no,” she pleaded. “I thought that you were just going to screw me.” Her dad was unaware that this was not Sandy’s first black man but she had only had black meat between her legs…not in her mouth. Nervously she opened her mouth as the African held her and the shiny head of his rich black cock slid into her mouth. He pressed a couple more inches in until she began to gag.   He pulled back a little for her to catch her breath but then began stroking her mouth as she looked up at him.   Her blue eyes were opened wide and tears began to well up in them as the African began slowly fucking her mouth. Her head bobbled up and down as her hands were clasp held behind her.   At first afraid, she began to enjoy this black cock filling her mouth.


The African was truly enjoying fucking this pretty young girl’s mouth knowing before long he would be splitting those small white legs and his 9” shaft would soon spew into her belly.   He wanted to save it but the excitement and warm feeling of her mouth was overwhelming.   His eyes became fixed on hers and his body began to shake as his cock hardened even more. Gripping her head even more tightly he could no longer hold it as his cum exploded out.    She squirmed and gagged as the jism poured from her lips.   Her mouth was no longer a virgin to black cock.   He then removed his clothes and then undressed Sandy.   She knew what was in store for her now and her heart was racing with excitement.    “Sir, please put on a rubber….please,”   she begged.   The black African, ignoring her request, pulled her down on the bed. Sandy, lying on her back, watched nervously as his muscular black body mounted her. “White girl, you’re going to get all meat, hard black meat between your legs,” he chided.   The African’s cock was throbbing hard again and as he pressed the head into her vagina Sandy yelped. “Oh no, it’s too big…oh my gosh, oh my gosh…pull it out, please,” she begged.   The African thrust more into her as she moaned and pleaded for him to slow down. Then, after several thrusts, her mouth and eyes were open wide starring at the ceiling as this coal black African grind more cock into her. His hands gripped her bottom as his black buttocks rolled up and down. I was getting excited as I watched him fuck this white girl silly but I wanted to see what else was going on with the other daughters.

I returned to the family room.   Atkins had passed out in his chair.   As I turned and begin to enter the dining room I heard young female moans from the back bedroom.   On the bed was Cindy, naked, and a black African was on top of her.   She had already had one black cock spew in her earlier and now another African was on top of her. She was pleading for him not to kiss her with his black lips. The African then stood up and removed his pants as a large cock and charcoal ass was shining in the light.   He reached down and slid her wet panties off while rubbing some vaseline on her. “Do I really have to do this in order for my daddy to keep his job,” she questioned.   The African quipped, “you damn right and you will enjoy it anyway. Your sisters and you will want more of our black dicks after this day is over.” Cindy’s mouth was open and her blue eyes were wide in fear as she mumbled. “No, please no.   The African mounted her and guided his black shaft into her snatch. “You’re too big, that thing will hurt me. Oh, my gosh, oh my gosh. You’re pressing into me.   Please don’t put your big black thing all the way in me….pleaseee.”


The African had her pinned to the bed with a small pillow under her rear.   With a sudden thrust he pushed his black shaft into her.   Cindy yelped and again begged for him to stop.   The black African now knew this young white morsel was his.   He pressed more of his blackness into her as she hopelessly wiggled under his large black body.   Her protests became silent and she moaned as the African slowly stroked his blackness in her.   Although scary, I could not help the excitement I felt watching this black man screw this small white girl knowing that he would soon spew his jism into her belly.   I watched as her white legs rose and began quivering in the air from an orgasm.   The African was now in full bore with his black ass humping vigorously. Mercifully, it was only a few minutes or so when he began shaking and began muttering, “I comes in you, I comes in you….Oh, my Lord….you feel so good white girl…ohhhhhh.you are mine.” Cindy’s eyes were popped out wide with her mouth gasping as another orgasm bolted through her loins as she felt the eruption of African cum spewing into her body.

He dismounted and rolled over yet still caressing her naked body next to his.   Cindy lay there motionless except for some trembling. Her eyes were teary from orgasms and her legs were weak. She had truly been black fucked twice in less than an hour and was full of African spunk.   Cindy was no virgin before this but it was her first time fucking  black Africans with a big charcoal black dicks.   Little did she know that she would have several black cocks filling her belly during this night and the next. Before the weekend ended she would be black bred.  


It was titillating as I watched her sprawled out on the bed. The black African holding her while his black semi hard and dripping dick was resting on her belly. She had a serene but lost look on her face. It wouldn't be long before that same African would revive and again be spreading those small white legs. She knew but was still in denial of being blacked.

My attention returned to Jenny in the den. They were last playing Monopoly and laughing but the den was quite silent now. I slowly peaked in the room and saw that the black African was smoking herb and giving some of it to little Jenny. She had never had alcohol let alone any drugs.  Her eyes were wide yet becoming glossy.

Jenny, the baby of the family, was mentally younger than her age. Her skin was fair, her frame was very petite and her two white blonde ponytails that made her look child like. She was such a contrast to this 6'-2" jet black African in his early thirties.  She had never been alone with a black man yet here she was in the back den playing Monopoly with him. She was dressed in a short pink dress with two straps over her shoulders tied in bows. She was so cute.   She could not have weighed over 85 pounds. Her blonde hair really enhanced her blue eyes and little pink lips.   The African’s eyes were fixed on her and I could not help but notice the bulge in his pants.   Jenny was giggling as she tried to teach the African how to play the game.   She would throw the dice and grab the African’s hand and march it around the board.   He too had a big gold Rolex on and Jenny thought that was so cool.   I could tell that the African enjoyed the touch of this young virgin white girl touching his wrist and watch.   He nudged over closer to her saying that he needed better supervision.   Jenny only giggles and kept trying to show him the game.  

I interrupted and asked if they were enjoying the game but the African glared at me and demanded that I not bother them.   As I left the room I saw the African place an arm around her tiny waist. She appeared a little frightened but he told her that was just an African cultural way of thanking someone.  


The African did not want to play Monopoly.   He wanted to play with little Jenny. Unlike the other Africans there,  he was dressed in shorts and a T-shirt...very muscular and very black.   His white shorts contrasted his coal-black legs. He was almost twice her age. The African’s black hand was massaging her leg and his other was lightly touching her hair as she was now sitting with her back to him and his legs split apart.   Jenny was too young to know why a strange feeling was tingling in her loins. Her mother had told her to engage the African men with friendship but this was getting out of hand.   She called for her father but he could not hear her since he was passed out. “Relax girl, I mean you no harm.   Just enjoy the herb and friendliness I offer,” The African softly spoke. .

He asked her to turn and sit on his legs facing him.   Jenny, now feeling bubbly, complied while asking “What type of game is this?” “I’m going to show you how Africans have the power to place people in a trance.”   “ Awww, I don’t believe that people can be hypnotized,” Jenny replied.


The African instructed Jenny to place her arms to her side while he held them.   He quietly began to hum a slow melodic tune.   As she looked into his eyes she begin to feel calm. This was indeed strange but Jenny kept looking into his eyes and after a minute passed she could not look away. A strange feeling of absorption crept into her as he began moving her closer to him.   Her head was now less than a foot away from his and the African had pulled her bottom to the top of his lap.   Jenny could not move.   All she could do was look into the charcoal black face with large nostrils, rigid cheekbones and white eyes that peered back at her.   She could feel his warm breath swirl around her neck.

I stood at the side of the doorway mesmerized myself at watching this small white girl sitting motionlessly on the lap of the black African.   She truly seemed hypnotized.   She was oblivious to any other sounds in the house, especially to quiet moans of her sister in the dining room.


Jenny became aware of the bulging of the African’s manhood under her.   As she wiggled slowly she could feel it move beneath her.   By now the African had slid his Rolex adorned black hand into the top of her dress as his eyes still glared into hers. She could feel his large hand rubbing her breast. Although a bit frightened, she was almost helpless in a hypnotic way. The African slowly pulled her head closer to his with his eyes peering into hers. Then his large black lips lightly touched her small mouth.

Jenny began to shiver as her body tingled. She felt her panties becoming wet. Her young body had never felt this way. The Black African slowly began to kiss her mouth as he continued humming a melodic tune.This African was kissing her and although repulsive to her normal segregated life it was warm and capturing.   His other black arm embraced her small back as she could feel his strength.   Still she was looking into his eyes captured by a surrendering spell.


“Girl, go to the bathroom and take off your wet panties.” he announced.   Jenny was totally shocked by this. “Girl, in Africa we have a custom that young girls do not wear undergarments.   Especially when they are wet.   Our women bare their bottoms cleanly and you must learn this even though you are so young.”   Jenny, still partially under a spell got up and walked to the half bath in the den.   What kind of custom was this, she wondered.   If only she could ask her mom and dad….but her mom was in one of the bedrooms with two of the Africans and her father was passed out in the living room.   She slid off her panties and then returned to the den.

The black African was smiling as she re-entered the den.   Somewhat shocked, she saw him with the front of his shorts unzipped.   There was a bulge that was noticeably there.   “Sir, I had better go to my bedroom and not play Monopoly any more,” she angerly stated. “Girl, please do not be afraid. Come over here, relax with me and let me be close to you.”  

Jenny, although hesitant, did not want to anger her father’s bosses. Thinking that she could just be friendly and entertain.   But she was much too young to know of the situation that she was in.“Come and sit back on my lap and we shall play this game you call Monopoly. "Your pants are unzipped.   I do not want to have it touch me.   I’m a good girl and feel uncomfortable by a man’s nakedness.   I’m too young to be next to a man’s private,”she answered.

By now the herb had begun to have it’s effects on young Jenny and she almost felt listless except for the pulsating in her virgin vagina.    The African pulled her up on his lap with her facing him.   Jenny pushed herself away but then this black man strongly placed and held her on his lap.  Jenny could feel the throbbing cock under his shorts rubbing against her bottom and as she wiggled his black cock got harder.

Again, he hummed that melodic African tune and Jenny began to relax.   She was becoming even higher from the herb each minute and as she had tried not to do previously, she slowly rested her bottom on his crotch.   This pleased the African. Now, he slowly moved his black arms around her waist and shoulders.


His arms felt like tentacles embracing her body.   Jenny was feeling captive and an unexpected excitement began to embrace her.   She was helpless as she gazed at this large black head with wide white eyes. “Please, please don’t hold me this way.   I feel so strange and helpless.   My daddy would not like your holding me like this.” She pleaded.

“Shii, do not resist my affection my tiny white princess.   Your daddy knows I mean you no harm but he also knows that his daughters are going to be absorbed in black flesh.”   “What does that mean,” asked Jenny. “Your are too young at this moment to understand but soon you will experience joys that will fulfill your womanhood and introduction to African culture.” The African replied softly.   “Your father is passed out and your mother is between two thrusting black Africans. Your two sisters are presently being loved on by black Africans and are squealing with delight.   Indeed, it is time for you, the youngest, to be deflowered by an African man.   A very rich and black man I must add.”

“Please, don’t’ hurt me. I am too young to be taken by a man….let along, by such a dark black man.   You are so black that I am afraid of you,” Jenny protested.   As she muttered her feelings the herb began to render her helpless.   She then felt the strong arm of this black man pull her more tightly to his lap and her head began to tilt backward.


With a light motion he untied the two small bows to her dress top and lightly pulled it down.   Two young budding white breast appeared. Jenny, still in a trance,   offered no resistance. The black African became even more aroused and his large lips kissed down her neck and shoulder and began to kiss and suck on her breast. Her body tingled all over while goose bumps rose on her arms. Here she was with a jet-black skinned African kissing her chest as she sat straddling his lap. She felt helpless yet mesmerized by the touch of his maleness and blackness.

The black African then slightly pulled and raised Jenny from his lap while not taking his eyes off hers. Jenny was motionless with no expression except for her mouth partially opened. .   He held her back with one hand while his other hand slowly released his throbbing manhood from his shorts.   He then let Jenny back down on his lap.   Jenny did not have any panties on now so it was only moments before she felt his black cock rubbing against her young vagina.  It was warm and hard.


I stood there in the doorway almost in a trance myself.  Watching this black African cradling little Jenny was so eerie yet titillating.  I wondered if she really knew what was going on.  Perhaps she was indeed in a trance.

The African again massaged her breast..   Jenny was truly mesmerized and under his spell as she offered little resistance except to softly mutter, “please don’t.” The African replied,”relax girl, and let us bond together.   I want you to feel the joys of African manhood.   I offer no harm.” Jenny, although under his spell, was still frightened.   But the captive feeling of a black penis rubbing against her vagina lips along with the erotic feeling of being held by this black African was overcoming along with the high from the herb. She was too young for sex with a man this experienced and did not want to be deflowered by a black African yet her loins were afire and her juices flowing. She was shaking yet mesmerized.  


The black head of his penis had now found her entrance.   He guided it with his right hand and slowly pressed it softly until the head partially slid into her. Jenny was very wet and her juices soaked the head. With a small thrust, the African pressed the entire head of his black cock into her.   Jenny yelped and again pleaded, Noooo, pleaseee, nooo.   With her dress pulled up and two black arms holding her, the African slowly impaled a couple of inches of his blackness into her.   Her maiden skin was now broken.   Her eyes were still fixed on his yet as her protests grew silent and her eyes widened as she began to feel his black meat press further inside of her..  

The African pulled Jenny’s arms up around his neck and slowly laid back on the floor with her bare chest on his. Jenny was moaning as the African worked another inch of   black cock into her.The African’s thighs and legs were so black in contrast to the small white ass of Jenny.   Her small legs, with knees bent along with her feet dangling in the air.   That large black cock head stuck into her seemed too big to enter something so small. Jenny was squirming as he held her tight.   He placed his large black hand on her bottom. Another inch pushed into her. There was no escape from this lusting African now.


He pulled his cock out and slowly rolled her on her side.    The African then removed her dress as he removed his shorts. Now the two were naked on the floor.   He then held up her left leg with his hand while his Rolex adorned arm tightly held her back.   His black dick was even more erect as it again found her vagina lips.   He pressed the head in again as Jenny moaned. With each small stroke he pressed more of his black shaft into her. Jenny protested again,"please don't do this...it hurts and I'm afraid."

After a couple of minutes a third of his black dick was in her. Her small white body was held against his blackness by his muscular arms.  She began to feel split and impaled on his black manhood. In a daze, her eyes left his and began peeking over his shoulder as they sighted me in the doorway.   Her eyes had a pleading look seemingly wanting help.   The trance had worn off and reality had set in.   “Please help me mister, please,” she muttered. “Where is my daddy? I want my daddy,” she pleaded.  


As I started to approach them a black arm from behind grabbed me by the neck. “Leave them alone white man. Do not interfere or I will hurt you,” the large African growled.   “Now watch how a white girl enjoys being taken by a black man, whitey. His muscular arms held me as we stood in the doorway. I noticed how Jenny’s eyes become glassy again. Her eyes rolled back and her mouth opened. Her head slid from view as her frail white body was dwarf and covered by the large black man pressed against her.

The black African stroked a couple of more inches into her and now half of his black cock was in her moving in and out.   Jenny was moaning and grunting as she began enjoying such an erotic feeling.   The African was pleasured to the extreme and again found her small lips kissing them. His hand tightly held her bottom while he kept thrusting his blackness into her.  


The African rolled Jenny completely on her back with his arm around the back of her neck and his right hand tightly holding her bottom. His chest pressed her to the floor. Jenny was so small compared to this black African that only two small white legs were visible along with her frail white arms clinching to his neck.   Her small white legs were now quivering and her breathing was heavy. Her mouth was open as saliva dribbled from the edges.

The other African held me captive at the doorway. There was nothing I could do to aid Jenny. The black African on top of Jenny began jerking even more with her now completely under his thrusting blackness.   As she let out a loud moan the African covered her lips with his and his buttocks again pounded up and down.  He tried to hold back but the excitement of taking this small blonde beauty but was overwhelmed and his black shaft stiffened even more as he could no longer hold his jism from pouring into her.


Finally the African pulled his lips from hers and let out a tribal moan as he was about to spew his jism into her belly.   Although only half in her, Jenny felt his black cock swelling as it was splitting her bottom. Due to her smallness the African had mercifully not pressed all of his black shaft into her. He didn’t need to, her bottom was packed with black cock She was too small for more of his massive size.

His cock began to burst.    Jenny’s eyes grew wide and her mouth opened wide as she yelped out loud. Her body tingled all over with orgasms. The black African suddenly began spewing ounces of warm African cum into her belly as this small white girl looked like a ragged doll shaking in his clutches. His black arms clutched the girl as her two small white legs rose in the air shaking and then clasped his buttocks.    It seemed like he filled her with everything he had yet he still slowly pushed his black cock back into her for minutes afterward.   Slowly oozing every drop of African jism into her belly.  


Jenny now lay on the floor completely exhausted and full of African spunk.   Her frail little body was limp and her eyes were glazed over. She was so young and yet no longer a virgin. She was soaked from the African’s sweat and her loins were burning from the lust that had invaded her body. The African rose and left the room.

The African that was holding me released my neck and arms.   “Do not interfere white man. The girl is mine now,” he grunted.   As he released me he walked over to Jenny lying on the floor and placed himself on the floor next to her. He pulled Jenny’s small white legs up around his waist and released his black cock from his shorts.   With his left hand around her neck his right hand began to guide his hardened black manhood between her thighs.   Jenny pleaded, “please, don’t, I’m exhausted.   I don’t want another black thing in me….please.don’t, not now.”  


Her pleas fell on death ears as the African slowly pressed his blackness into her. Jenny’s vagina was lubricated from the spunk left in her by her previous captor so this black man’s cock slid in more smoothly. She quickly tried to push him away but as she did he grabbed her wrists tightly holding them to the floor while thrusting his black cock more deeply into her.   A look of fear and helplessness was all over her face.   Her baby blue eyes were wide and her lips quivering as she became impaled again on a black pulsating cock.   Weak from fear and being ravaged, Jenny slowly laid back on the floor.   She was no match for this muscular black man invading her body.  

The African chided her. “Just lay there little white girl and feel this throbbing black nigger dick in you.   I’m gonna fuck you, spew in you and there is nothing you or your daddy can do about it.   Both of your sisters and your mother are getting black African cock in them and they are squealing with delight.”


This African was not a gentle as the previous predator.   He wanted all of his black shaft in this girl as he began vigorously pressing more of his 9” hard dick into her.   Jenny felt pain again and yelped, “Oh no, please no, it is too big and is splitting me into. “Shut up girl and get use to it. You and your family are going to have black cocks in you all weekend.”

I stood at the doorway watching this tiny girl being ravaged by this black demon.   Her head bobbled up and down while her small white legs wiggled around the African’s buttocks.   She was pinned to the floor by his hands around her wrists.   Jenny was now groaning and sputtering as the charcoal black African was thrusting between her loins.   Her eyes were rolled back, mouth opened as sweat from the black man was dripping on her. “Oh my gosh….it hurts, but it feels sooooo good,” She moaned.


Her head rolled from side to side. Standing there I was astonished again as this jet- black buttocks pounded up and down while Jenny’s frail white legs shook in the air.   Another orgasm bolted through her body as her eyes grew wide again and her mouth sucked for air.   Then her legs clasped his buttocks as her small white wrists were still held tightly to the floor.

Almost all his black shaft was in her and so rigid that his cock was pulling her bottom off the floor as he grind it into her.   Mercifully, it only took a few more minutes.   The African could feel his cock swelling and wanting to burst.   He wanted so badly to spew into this pale white beauty and surrender her small frail body to deep black lust. Finally, as he could not hold it any longer, the African let out a cry, “Ohhhhh, I cums in you, I cums in you, baby girl feel my jism spew in you,” as he shook violently with his hard black cock buried deep in her.   Another almost not ending orgasm raced through her body as her mouth was sucked by his and she felt his jism exploding in her. He released her wrists and she grabbed his neck and her legs again rose in the air and shook.


With a final few thrusts, thousands of African tadpoles began spewing into Jenny’s belly.   Loads of African spunk began pouring out of her bottom.   Jenny’s eyes were again wide and glazed.   Her mouth quivering as her exhausted legs lowered to the floor. This little girl was again black fucked.   The black African just lay on top of her limp body as the room grew silent.   Jenny was almost passed out.  

Jenny had never felt anything like this.   She was disgusted from having sex with this charcoal black heathen yet she also felt more like a woman and was beyond sexually satisfied. As sickening the thought of being pressed against a black African, there was also something macabre and titillating about being truly blacked with his sperm filling and pouring out of her once innocent white loins.


What she did not know was that by tomorrow she would be under the breakfast table with that same charcoal black dick in her mouth.   Sucking more juices out of it as the African ate breakfast. Little Jenny along with her sisters and mother were going to be sexual slaves for the entire weekend.   Their white bodies would be black fucked and sodomized to where they would no longer think of ever being bedded by a white man.   Next weekend they would be separated and each driven to one of the black man’s home where they will be stripped and again have their legs split by black cock.

After all, their father had signed an eighteen month contract for over a million dollars. Now his wife and daughters will be slaves to black African lust.   Many black dicks would be spewing their loads in their little white bottoms and mouths. Two of the daughters were seeded and had black babies. One of the daughters later committed suicide. The Atkins family was truly torn apart. But then again, many white families were drawn into a black nightmare because of African lust and power over them.


There are other true episodes that I encountered during my tenure in Africa. Some are even more shocking. If there is interest from the readers, I will share them with you.

Africa was indeed a dark continent when I was there and from what I've been told by others that followed me.....it still is.

Finding Meg 2

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Mike led Meg, naked, into the steamy showers, running his hands over her glistening body as he did. He couldn’t wait to get into her hot pussy again. He walked under the hot water jetting out of the tap with her, letting it run over them. He couldn’t believe his luck to be standing naked in the shower with a sexy girl who was insanely hot for him.

Meg was already turned on again. She’d just had amazing sex with Mike, sex for the first time in over a year. She was hornier than she’d been in what seemed like ages to her. She could feel Mike’s hands playing with her tight body, running over every inch of her. His hands were slowly climbing up her thigh. “O god Mike” she moaned as his hand ran over her pussy. She was surprised herself at

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how horny she was after just having sex. But she was ready for him again.

“You’re a horny little thing aren’t you Meg?” Mike teased, pushing a finger into her hot wet pussy. She was going to be great to have around. She was already humping against his hand like a dog in heat. “We’ll have time for that soon enough” he said, reaching a bar of soap. “Right now though, lets get cleaned up.”

Meg smiled at him and, taking the soap, rubbed it into a rich lather. She lather up Mike’s broad, muscular chest, running the soap and her hands over him, enjoying the feel of a man. She rubbed and kissed his entire body, massaging the soap into his tanned skin. When she reached his cock, she rubbed the soap between her hands, covering them with foam, and knelt in front of him, with his semi-hard cock in her soapy hands.

She gently rubbed his hardening cock, enjoying the feeling of the hot flesh in her hands. She felt it growing harder and bigger as she stroked it. “You like that Mike?” she asked, her hand rubbing over the head of his cock. She didn’t wait for a response as she took the head again into her mouth, the soap having rinsed off long ago.

Meg’s tongue played skillfully over his cock, quickly bringing Mike back to his full erection. She heard him moaning above her while his hands ran through her wet hair. She began fucking his cock in and out of her hot mouth slowly, savoring the taste of him.

Mike was in heaven. Meg was sucking his cock like a pro. He started pushing his cock deeper into her mouth, reveling in her warm wet mouth, her tight red lips, her hot tongue. “Yeah Meg,” he groaned “yeah, you‘re so good” he said as his level of arousal climbed with each second. He felt himself getting ready to cum, and ordered Meg to stop. He wanted to feel his pussy milking his cock again.

Mike pulled Meg up, and began the task of cleaning her sexy body. He lathered her up, pinching and rubbing her taunt body, rewarded with Meg’s moans of pleasure. He ran the soap over her body, playing with her. He ran the soap over her hot ass, pushing the bar down her crack, drawing a loud moan from Meg as a corner hit her little ass hole. He drew the bar up and down her crack, Meg pushing her ass against it. But Mike moved on.

She felt him finally reach her pussy. He ran the soap over her puffy pussy lips. She was whimpering in pleasure in need now. She was ready to explode from Mike’s teasing and touching. “O god Mike” she whispered. “Just do it. Fuck me. Fuck me”

Mike didn’t need to be asked twice. He pushed Meg against the shower wall, and roughly shoved his cock into her soaking pussy again. Meg moaned as he filled her hot pussy, arching her back against the cold tile wall. Mike grabbed her thighs, pulling her thin frame off the shower floor. Meg was panting as wrapped her legs around him, slamming her pussy onto his rock hard cock.

Mike carried Meg over to the table in the adjoining room. He sat her down on the edge of it and started pounding into her hot slit. Meg was gasping as Mike’s cock roughly fucked her pussy. She was so turned on by his rough handling. She never felt so full before. “Fuck Mike” she moaned, running her hands though his hair “Yes, fuck me, fuck me hard”

He was pumping his cock furiously into Meg’s dripping hole, his hands playing over her tight ass, running over her taunt cheeks. He loved fucking Meg. She was so horny, she really needed to be fucked, and he planned to give her more than her fill of that. He ran his fingers up and down her ass crack, remembering her pleasure from his doing that with the soap.

“O yes Mike. Mm.. That feels so good” Meg moaned between heavy breaths as he continued his thrusting. She loved his hands playing with her ass, she loved his cock thrusting into her needing pussy, she didn’t want him to ever stop fucking her.

Mike got brave, he gently pushed a finger against Meg’s tight ass hole. He’d always wanted to fuck a girl up the ass, and as Meg was so hot he thought he’d try and feel her out for it. Mike was shocked when not only did Meg not offer protest, but pushed against his finger.

Meg felt Mike’s finger pushing against her ass. She was surprised at how hot it made her. She wanted more. She alternately pushed forward onto Mike’s impaling cock, and backwards, onto his probing finger. She was so horny as she felt his large finger wiggling inside of her.

Mike felt around in Meg’s smooth ass, fucking her up both her holes. He was so turned on by that fact. He started fucking her harder up both ways, his finger being joined by another, stretching Meg’s tiny ass hole. She was panting like a dog in heat, fucking back and forth on his cock and fingers, feeling full and hornier than ever before.

Mike felt an orgasm growing. He pumped harder and harder into Meg’s pussy, taking her for all she was worth, grunting as he fucked her slit. Suddenly he came. His cum gushing out of his cock, filling Meg’s pussy again. He felt her body tense and begin shaking as his cum gushed into her.

Meg’s orgasm shook her wildly. “Yes Mike, yes” she moaned, her body shaking as orgasm after orgasm waved through her body. She feel against Mike, both breathing heavily after their orgasms. It was safe to say that this day was the start of Meg’s sexual awakening. It wouldn’t be long before the whole team get to share in her pleasures…

To be continued…

Erik, My Dad's Friend Part 2

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I tried to get up to check if it really was my dad, but right as I did Erik pulled me back. "Stay on the bed," He whispered. Oh no. How could this be happening, if that was my dad, I didn't want him to find me here now, the cum slut of one of his friends! If he found me like this I couldn't live with my self.

"Ok, quick you go take a shower; wash your self off, and if he asks anything, don't you fucking dare say a word. Got it?" He shouted in a whisper.

I stared at him unresponsive. "Oh my God. I don't have time for this, get you ass in the shower, NOW!" he said in his scarier voice again. I got up completely naked from the bed and grabbed my towel and ran, nearly flew to the washroom. I really did not want my dad to see me like this. I stopped

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in the hall way to hear my dad fooling around with his keys, trying to find the right one. Obviously he had a real bad hang over and I was surprised he hadn't puked on the lawn like he usually did.

Right as I closed the washroom door he managed to get the right key into the front door and opened it. Phew.

"Jessica, baby where are you?" my dad yelled out from the front door.

" I'm taking a shower daddy." I replied trying to hide the quiver from my voice.

And Just as I thought he wouldn't ask anything else he began questioning me.

"Hey, why aren't you at school?"

"Daddy, I was worried sick about you last night and I couldn't go to sleep without waiting for you to come, so I didn't fall asleep til' like 4 am." I lied.

" I told you not to worry about me! You need to get an education you don't want to end up like me working at a job I hate!" He lectured.

"Yes daddy." I let out a little sob hoping it would be the end of the conversation, and it was. Suprisingly enough he didn't hear my sob, which was good because I didn't want him to know. I looked over at the mirror to see myself in the worst state I had ever seen any human in. My hair was in complete dissaray and it looked like an afro. My boobs where completely red from all the barbaric fondeling that Erik did to them the previous night, and my wrists were dry from the skipping ropes bitter hold.

I stepped into the shower and opened the shower tab and stood there letting my tears combine with all the shower water. I shampooed and conditioned my hair and as I grabbed the soap, I gently rubbed around my trembling, soar body. All the dry cum around my pelvic area quickly moistened and was easy to clear off.

After I had gotten out of the shower I felt as dirty, if not dirtier than before I had showered. I no longer was dirty in the outside, but in the inside I felt exploided and completely vampish. I dried the excess tears and walked out of the washroom and quickly ran into my room. I sat on my bed and began to cry, all the images and moments of the night before running through my head.

I finally decided to gather the inner strength to continue with my day. I went to my cupboards, grabbed a pair of underwear and socks and headed over to my closet to pick out some clothes. As I opened my closet Erik fell out and covered my scream. He let go of me, gave me a stern look, opened the window and left.

The rest of the day was miserable. My dad left a couple hours after he arrived. He had the night shift at his work from 5pm to 5 am. I washed all my bed sheets but I still didn't sleep very well that night, everything in my room still reminded me of the night before and the terror of it all.

The Next day at school, I didn't really feel like talking to anybody, in two words, I was being very anti-social. My friends all looked flabbergased but I wasn't going to say nothing. Not to any one. Not even my best friend who by coinsidence had been named Jessica at birth. Since we were both Jessica's and were usually always seen together, I was called Jessica and she was called by her last name which is Lorenzo.

After a long day of school I arrived home to see on the fridge a note that said:

 I have the night shift again.
Love you baby, eat a hungryman,
 theres a variety in the fridge.
<3 Daddy.

Not another night alone. I thought I was going to go crazy in that house. I watched some TV and continued to morn. My mom called and I hid it all from her. I always hid everything from her so it wasn't very hard to hide this.

At about 6:30 pm, I got a phone call from Erik.

"Hello," I answered.

"Hey baby, how are you?"

"Daddy?"

"Haahahaha... I can be your daddy if you want me to be." Now I knew who it was."Jess Baby, I'm comin' over tonight so don't make any other plans." He hanged up.

I wasn't going to let it happen ever again, never. I ran to my room and began to pack a couple things in a backpack. I would stay at my friend Lorenzo's house for a couple days, he would never find me there. I ran downstairs, put my shoes on and heard the door bell ring. "No." I whispered to myself. I looked through the peekwhole in my front door to see my friend Lorenzo, not Erik. I opened the door and told her she had to leave as soon as possible.

" Jess, I'm not leaving until you like tell me whats wrong! I've known you since like forever and I've like never seen you this bad, like ever before! So like tell me whats wrong." Lorenzo said in a soothing familiar voice.

" Lorenzo..." I struggled. "Leave Please."

"No, I told you I'm like not leaving and I won't until you tell me whats wrong." She insisted

She grabbed me by the arm and led me to my room. "Now tell me whats wrong."

"Lorenzo!" I began to cry. " I can't just... I .... One of my... Ok.. One of my dad's friends raped me last night!" I shouted to her in a whisper. She stared at me with her mouth wide open. Lorenzo was always known for over reacting and that she was doing right now.

"Oh my God. JESSI why didn't you tell me earlier!? I can't belive anything...."

I heard a car pull in, infront of my house. "Lorenzo, HIDE! Now in the closet! Don't move or say anything until I tell you to go, I'll move my shoulder like this ok!?" I desperatley said to her. Her eyes widened and I motioned her to the closet as the doorbell rang. I closed the closet doors and ran downstairs to open the door.

I opened the door to see what I had been dreading all afternoon; Erik. " Well hello there beautiful I ...." He stopped. "What the fuck is this?" he lifted the backpack I had left on the floor before Lorenzo had come to the door.

"I, I please don't hurt me, I ..." He pushed me down. He grabbed me by the arm and dragged me up the stairs. This really hurt as he dragged me on my back and every bone in spine was hit at some point or another.

When he finally pulled me to the top of the stairs, he dragged me into my room. "Uhh Uhhh... can we go into the other room please!" I motioned him to my dad's room which had a bigger bed.

"Hahaha." He laughed intolerantly. " Bad memories huh? Why don't we just make some better ones." He dragged me into the room threw me on the bed as if I was a tiny feather. He began to unzip his pants. " I warmed up for you in the car a little, I tried to hold it in for you." He winked at me. I turned my head away, towards the closet. I couldn't see Lorenzo throught the little cracks of the closet so I turned the other way.

"Look at me!" he yelled. I looked to see his cock fully erect once again. The moment I dreaded had come yet again. He layed over me, supporting his weight with one arm and began to kiss my neck. I whimpered at the thought of what would be coming next, as he grabbed my chin with his large hand. He kissed me in the lips. I felt his toungue trying to part my lips, but I closed them hard only to make him angry.

He unlocked his lips from mine and gave me a stern look and went back to kissing me. This time I let him in, I planned to distract him with this so I could motiong Lorenzo to run while she could. This was the first time I had ever frenched kissed and it felt so sloppy and gross. I began to move my shoulder and tried to motion Lornezo to move, but I couldn't see the slightest response. I turned the tables and put Erik on the bottom. His dick kept hitting my inner thigh and I whimpered everytime it did. The salty taste of my tears was intertwined with the seductive taste of my lips and I could see erik was starting to enjoy this. I held Erik down for a second, looked over to the closet, and yelled, " RUN LORENZO! ITS YOUR ONLY CHANCE!."

Erik pushed me off, climbed off the bed and walked over to my closet. "So your seeing other boys already?! You  are really a fucking slut..." he opened the closet, to reveal a terrified little italian girl. Lorenzo was shorter than me which made her about 4"11, but she had bigger tits than I did and the rest off her was very petite. "Well, well, isn't this just my lucky day." he grinned bitterly.

"Please don't hurt her! I'll do anything! Anything you want PLEASE!." I pleaded. At this point Lorenzo was just sitting there, in the closet completely unresponsive.

"You're damn right you'll do anything I say! But now we have a little audience." He grabbed Lorenzo buy the arm and pulled her to a standing position. Her large D 34's wobbling with every immoral pull from Erik. He picked up the skipping rope from a couple days ago. I totally ignored that thing when I cleaned up and I didn't realize this would happen again.

He tied her hands and sat her on my computer chair. With the same rope he tied her ankles to the chair. That was when she became concious again. She began to scream mercilessly. Erik quickly went into my drawers and pulled out one of my panties and shoved it in her mouth. At this time I was just covering my face with my hands and crying. I uncovered my face to see Lorenzo's upper body squirming. Erik looked around the room, his cock moving back and forth, just like when he was looking for the skipping rope. Hre looked for something to keep Lorenzo's upper body from moving.

His gaze came upon me again. "Take your tank top off." He ordered. I quickly responded my removing it and covering myself with my blankets. Erik was smarter than he looked. He put the tank top over Lorenzo in such a way that it went over the front of her body and went around the chair. This way, her upperbody was straight up and she could witness everything that would happen.

 "Now she can watch you do all those little nasty things to me." He winkined. What did he mean things I would do to him! I would never touch him at my free will. Thats when I remembered this whole time I had no free will in any way and I had to do what ever he said so that he wouldn't harm my best friend. "Now were where we? Oh ya." He layed ontop of me again. He began kissing me viciously as he started to undo my bra. He obviously was an expert because he was able to undo it on the first try.

He pulled me free of it and began sucking on my tits again. He sent tingling sensations all over my body. He knelt at my feet and slowly pulled my pants off and then my panties. I was completely naked infront of him again. I turned my head to the side to look at Lorenzo who was staring at the floor.

He noticed I was looking at Lorenzo so he looked as well. "Hey you, look up." He said to Lorenzo. She looked away. "Now you listen and do what ever I say when ever I say it!" he demanded of her. She looked up and he went back to me. He began to move back up so his cock was hitting my inner thigh again. He rubbed the head of his penis all around my lips which were swollen at this time from all the teasing on my tits. Lorenzo looked away again. She couldn't watch her bestfriend getting abused in this way. "What did I just tell you. You have to watch! Any ways your next so you should know how to do this." said Erik.

"WHAT?! I thought you wouldn't hurt her if I did what ever you wanted!" I said to him.

"Hahaha" He laughed bad temperedly again. "Uhh you little whores get stupider ever day."

"But I..." He cover my mouth and rammed his vicious cock all the way in, with one stroke and kept it in. A tear quickly rolled out of my eye. My pussy was still way to tight for him. He stayed in and moaned loudly and with pleasure. "Fuck your so tight!" he began to withdraw and insert his cock from my tight little whole. He fucked me like that till he came. He shoved his penis all the way inside of me and released what seemed like gallons of cum again reaching my deepest insides. He took his dick out of me and a little bit of cum came out of my pussy. He unconvered my mouth and I lay motion less again. He walked out of the room.

I gathered all my strength and went over to Lorenzo to try and untie her. I was almost done her ankles when he walked in again. "Oh thanks for getting started." he smirked. He had a USB cord in his hand. What the hell was he going to do with that I thought only to realize I was going to be tied up while he raped my innocent friend. Lorenzo was less corrupted than I was and was also a virgin like I had been 2 nights ago.

He tied my hands yet again and tied me to the same chair Lorenzo was still sitting in. He took the tank top off her and untied her ankles. He pulled her by the rope and headed to the closet. At first I wondered what he would do, but when he opened it and began to tie the other side of the rope to the hanging stick I realized he was hanging her up like a piece of meat.

He quickly lifted her legs and began lifting her leather skirt. She began to kick but he had a barbaric grip on her ankles. He moved her panties over a smidge and lined his dick up to her unlubricated little fuck whole. See Lorenzo was a smaller person than I was and was way tighter than me. As he lined up to deflower her she shook her head from side to side and her eyes nearly bulged out of her head as she tried to scream but the underwear in her mouth prevented her.

In one violent stroke he deflowered her, as if she was just his nasty blow up doll. He aggressively fucked her dry whole, the only lube was her blood and his pre-cum. She cried until she had no more tears to cry. He finally stopped, intruding in her body his nasty seed. Erik was absolutely filled with seed and I couldn't even explain how he cummed in us so much.

He untied her and let her fall to the floor like an item of clothes and she just layed there motionless. He layed on the bed and quickly remembered. "Oh, the camera." he took out a camera from his pants lying on the floor. He turned Lorenzo around and pulled her tank down so her round 34 D's where blurting out. He layed his limp penis in between her jugs and took a picture at an angle that included her face, her boobs, and his dick.

"Well ladies... I just made my self hungry, if you need me I'll be in the kitchen cooking us up some supper," And with a wink he walked out of my room. I could hear pots and pans being moved and cooked on but I was in so much pain inside and out, that I had no clue what was happening until Erik came back up to my room again.

I'm guessing he had already aten because he came in, put his clothes on and said, "Oh and girls, I'll be seeing you later!" and with that he walked out of my room and out of my front door. He deflowered two girls in two night. That must be some kind of record because he didn't only deflower us, but he took our hopes and dreams with his pleasure.

To Be Continued...