Four months beforehand, Kathy, twenty-nine and Vikki, thirty-three had worn their wedding dresses for a breeding session with four overly eager black bulls. Our blonde friend had fallen pregnant shortly afterwards, though unfortunately and despite our high hopes, Kathy had not followed suit. It would have been perfect if she had. Regardless, that had been a very special day for all of us. While Bob and myself watched on, the men fucked both our wives over and over. Kathy certainly hadn’t forgotten the experience overnight. Once home even the mere sight of her torn and ruined wedding dress brought the memories of that day flooding back to her. I guess having those black studs dumping their baby-making seed into her unprotected womb was almost too much. Especially now with Vikki’s good news playing on her mind. For several nights afterwards I had awaked to find her groaning and grasping at the sheets in her sleep. As if reliving the whole episode.

Bob and Vikki had a lovely home. Very picturesque in a quiet woodland setting and we were glad we had arranged to stay with them until Sunday evening. At home, things hadn’t been so peaceful of late. Kathy’s domineering mother and father had been to stay. I never enjoyed their visits. Especially as they where always brow-beating Kathy for one thing or another. They just didn’t know what stresses their only daughter was going through. She was dealing with one of the strongest taboos. Becoming pregnant by a black-man and having his baby. A baby whose father would likely never be known to us. Nevertheless, having her parents there only delayed the inevitable. Kathy knew she would need a far more regular pounding to get in the club and it had been a relief for us both to see them go. We could hardly tell them the truth now could we?

On hearing the car, our friends came out to meet us. Bob in a red Hawaiian shirt that was so typical of him. His face sunburnt and his usual grin from ear to ear. Vikki, wearing a tight pair of yellow pants and a red top. She stood holding her hands over her now-swelling belly, so obviously proud of the early sign of her pregnancy. As we sat by the pool, I watched the two women sip their drinks and chat. I’d grown used to the feeling that Vikki seemed to eye Kathy at times, quite lustfully. There was no doubt in my mind that she had strong sexual feelings for her. Somehow it didn’t seem so wrong. Both such very different women, yet so alike in many ways. I guess you could say the same for myself and Bob. Like him I loved watching other men fuck my wife. I loved watching black men fuck my wife.

We sat on the patio, enjoying the sunshine and eating a light lunch. Bob was quite a cook and an excellent conversationalist though he remained quite secretive as to what was in store. Reached across the table I took my wife’s hand. Despite everything, this felt enormously erotic. Romantic even to an extent. Our marriage flashed into my head. Falling in love, the wedding, the honeymoon, our marriage and now this. I considered the fact that Vikki was now pregnant, and carrying the child of a black-man whose name she and Bob didn’t even know. It was quite probable that Kathy would soon be the same way. My pulse raced and for a moment I felt faint.

‘Are you alright Darling?’. Kathy’s voice was concerned and soothing. I nodded. Though even now I could see her own anxiety. Growing behind her eyes as she wondered what was going to happen. I guess we both knew the consequences but where willing to risk all. With two recent appointments at the OB doctor this was unmistakably Kathy’s most fertile time of the month. We all knew it. Especially Bob who had arranged everything to coincide with this precious few days.

Eventually, Bob suggested both women go inside to get themselves ready. They knew how much we liked them to look good. Especially when it was black men they were out to impress. As Kathy passed me, I reiterated to her how much I wanted to see her in something very short and very tight. She nodded, seemingly at ease with what she had shopped for and brought. Then we waited, enjoying the wine until they returned. Bob chuckled that it was going to be a lot of fun. I took the chance to ask him how he felt now Vikki had finally gotten the good news.

‘Great!’ he replied with a long smile, ‘Though I think you’ll find out for yourself soon enough’. We both knew he was right.

Vikki reappeared on the patio first and I was staggered. She had dressed herself in a white nurse’s uniform! Not one you might see in a hospital, but a very tight, very short number, one you’d see in a fuck movie. Very, very short and tight making it easy to see her round belly. She wore it unbuttoned down the front just enough to show off much of her magnificent, tanned cleavage. Her beautiful legs encased in thigh high white stockings with matching heels that finished the effect. Grinning for us, she posed, turning in a circle, showing off her beautiful ass and shapely calves. I found myself leering at her and my cock stirring. Bob and I smiled and applauded, although I still didn’t understand what was coming. They had both been very busy. Vikki, looking very pleased with herself walked sexily over to her husband, sat on his knee and drained his glass of wine.

Kathy took slightly longer and I knew she wouldn’t show herself until she was completely satisfied. She finally walked out wearing a very short, very tight low cut electric-blue spandex dress that stretched tightly across her breasts, thighs and ass. The colour of the dress showed off her skin to perfection. We both already knew what an effect her pale-white, blemish-less skin had with the blacks who had bred her before. They were wild over it. In addition she wore four-inch open-toed high heels. Bob whistled loudly and told her to turn for us. The heels accentuated her shapely calves. Smiling at us all, Kathy turned, posing for us while her hands resting seductively on her hips. She looked spectacular, statuesque and very sluttish. It was easy to imagine what effect she would have on her breeders today and I could tell that she wanted this session to work this time. Knowing that she would do whatever it took to make it work.

Bob drove the car while Vikki chatted loudly in the backseat. The giddy blonde was excited. It showed. My wife beside her, silently staring out of the window. The delicious guilt and shame she felt put aside for now. Her beautiful white, bare legs crossed and proving a remarkable sight. Her breasts, pressing hard against her low-cut dress, their size exaggerated even more by her trim waist. I wondered what was going through her head. Dressed like a real cock magnet and about to meet a group of men for the very first time. As we continued into the all-black section of the city, I knew that whoever was going to be breeding my wife this afternoon had probably never had a woman as classy or sexy looking as her. What did Bob have in store? High-rise ghetto-type apartments began to appear and lined both sides of the streets as young tough looking kids and dishevelled old men hung about the street corners. Our host had already reminded us to lock the car doors and even Vikki seemed a bit nervous.

‘Are you sure this is going to be safe, Hon?’ she asked her husband.

‘Sure’. Bob gave a reassuring smile but I could tell he wasn’t entirely sure either.

Shortly afterwards Bob turned the car onto a side street. Driving for another block and a half before pulling into a driveway next to a very run-down looking apartment building. For a moment I thought we were just turning around, but as Bob switched off the engine, I realised we had arrived. Kathy and I exchanged apprehensive looks that I can recall even now. Opening the car door, I got out and looked up at the flats. They seemed to be derelict until I noticed one of the apartments had washing hanging from the window. Kathy got out and stepped over to me. Taking care of the rubbish-strewn driveway, yet almost tripping and steadying herself on my arm. Although sexy looking, high heels were not the ideal footwear for a place like this.

Bob wound down his window. ‘I don’t want to leave the car here’ he called. ‘I know a place real close. You two go on up, its number 303, someone waiting for you’. I swallowed dryly. This was obviously a black part of town and what Bob asked us was quite a task for a lone, white couple. Particularly the way Kathy was dressed. We would stand out like a sore thumb and I wondered why on earth Bob had asked me to bring so much cash. My wallet feeling heavy in my jacket pocket. Vikki saw our fears and seemed to enjoy our discomfort.

‘See you in a while’ she said coyly as her husband quickly starting the engine. As they backed out into the street I wondered if this had been their plan from the start.

Resigned to our fate, I took Kathy’s arm and together we walked around to the front of the apartment, climbed the stoop and entered through the front door. Three youths, sitting on the stoop railing watched but did not speak or try to stop us from entering. Inside, the hallway, the elevator was out of order and boarded up, so we had to use the stairs. They were very narrow; too narrow to hold hands, though I could feel my wife’s apprehension as she went ahead of me. It was too late for her to turn back now. From behind, her skirt was so short I could easily see her sheer panties, the sight of her full, rounded thighs moving together and shapely ass made me want to reach out and touch her. We passed a couple on the first floor landing, a devilish looking man and a young woman gazed at us curiously.

‘Think you got the wrong mutha-fuckin’ place’ she laughed at us more in surprise than anything. Her eyes widened as her eyes fell on my wife’s outfit. ‘Mmmm, mmmm, mmmm, sweet thang, you are some fine lookin’ piece’. I noticed Kathy stiffen. Keeping her eyes straight ahead, she was as fearful as I was. I guess we’d seen so much on the news about places like this. Together we carried up the three flights. The everyday sounds of life in the stricken apartments echoing around us.

At the top of the stairs waiting for us was a black woman of mid thirties with a full but shapely figure, rich-chocolate skin and thick short hair. With her cheap-looking short, tight purple dress and gold high heels she could only be part of what lay ahead.

‘Hi, Honey, I’m Latysha’ she smiled warmly, obviously impressed by Kathy’s body as she ran her eyes eagerly over my wife’s figure. We shook hands and followed Latysha's big round, sexy ass down the hall. Looking around this trash-strewn place as we walked on. I held my wife’s hand, her grip tight and the feeling she had of being here only enhanced by what was waiting for her. Many of the doors were open, enabling us to see into the cluttered filthy rooms. Black faces, old and young, male and female, eyed us curiously but guardedly. Some looks wary, while others quickly getting a greedy eyeful of Kathy. Televisions blared. Children stopped their play to stare. We were truly strangers here.

Latysha led us to the end of the hallway and a door marked 303. Kathy now had my hand in a tight grip. I could almost hear her heart pounding next to me. From inside we could hear the sound of loud male voices and I felt her smooth, warm body stiffen against me.

‘She’s here’ Latysha announced, as she stepped through the doorway and ushered us in. I remember gasping in shock. Both my wife and I having just had the surprise of our lives. Simply put, the room was full of black men. Each dressed casually though several were shirtless, showing off hard, sculpted, black-skinned muscles and several sporting jailhouse tattoos. Others wore vests and jeans. All apparently residents of this place and all wanting a piece of this white breeding. I had to think that Bob had clued everyone in on why we were here, an impregnating session with my wife. Kathy’s first response was one of stunned silence as the group leered hungrily at her. They were quite obviously very pleased with what they saw in front of them, and already looking impatient to get at her. Hungry eyes roved over my wife’s body, each, perhaps been made to wait longer than they had wanted.

I stepped back against the wall next to the open door and looked around. The living room itself was just large enough to accommodate everyone. A television, sofa, coffee table, a single chair and a lamp table were the only furniture. The heat of the place hanging in the air and mixing with the thick cigarette smoke. On the filthy carpet, though, was something that made my heart race faster. A bare, dirty mattress had been placed on the floor in the middle of the room. Newspapers, magazines, clothing and children’s toys lay discarded everywhere on the threadbare carpet. The adjoining kitchen, open to the living room, contained a worn looking table and four chairs. A middle-aged woman and a very old, shrunken-looking black man sat at the table, cluttered with food, beer cans, wine and whiskey bottles. I could tell from the way Latysha stood almost apologetically that this was where she lived.

Kathy hadn’t noticed that I had stepped away from her, and was now standing next to the mattress, on view for all. She stood before them, breathing somewhat rapidly with her nervousness. Her beautiful breasts rising and falling and her arms by her sides. It was impossible to read her expression as they all excitedly gazed at her. Silent and imposing. My wife’s eye falling on the mattress. Glazing as she realised just what it’s purpose was. There was nowhere to sit but eventually one of the men got up, allowing her a seat on the mangy sofa. As if transfixed she paused, overwhelmed and obviously intimidated by this large number of people. Ten or more including those in the kitchen. Glancing back at me as she stepped forward and took the now vacated seat. Everyone in the room watching and muttering as Kathy crossed her long white legs, caused her dress to ride nearly to the top of her thighs. There really was no turning back from this now.

These black men, I could see, were going to enjoy breeding my beautiful wife. I found myself excited, my heart racing, and my cock stirring as these events were starting to unfold in front of me. I had never dreamed of experiencing something as exciting, erotic and dangerous as this. Most of them, I felt, certainly had never had a white woman as gorgeous as Kathy before, so she was going to be a special luxury. They immediately began talking suggestively to her. As though already vying for her affections. Some more vocal than others but all incredibly stirred by the sight of the short, tight dress that was displaying my wife’s tits and legs to perfection. Their voices overlapping as they visually drank in her body. How I wished the people back home could see my wife now. Especially her parents who had raised her so well. Maybe I felt satisfaction too in the knowledge that Kathy’s mother had never taken to me. Never making a secret of the fact that we had waited too long for children. Well, maybe we could put that right today.

Even after several minutes had passed Kathy had barely said a word other than her name. She was smiling and doing her best though it was pointless. These men didn’t want to know her. They just wanted to take turns fucking her senseless and their looks proved it. A particularly confident looking bull in the seat next to her asked Kathy what she wanted to drink and called to the woman in the kitchen to fix a Crown Royal and Seven. He then placed his arm around her shoulder. His thick fingers meeting her skin. Smiling as his touch visibly affected her. I guess he was in his late 50’s. Carrying a few extra pounds yet strong and imposing. He was the leader around here, the Alpha-Male and I knew he would be the first to breed Kathy. In addition, a much younger man, probably in his early twenties and had to weigh well over 250 pounds, sat in the only chair in the living room. He looked a great deal like the alpha-male. Seemingly a little disgruntled that his father had staked his claim early to Kathy’s white pussy. The rest of them where of varying ages. A couple mid twenties, two with very dark skin. One with thick, heavily-muscles arms, covered with tattoos. The old man sitting at the kitchen table was now leering at Kathy as much as the younger ones. His chequered shirt hanging from his jeans. He had to have been in his late seventies, at least. Grey haired with glasses and seeing how he was eyeing my wife, I knew he wanted her.

A bottle of whiskey was now being passed around. An accompaniment to the open beer cans on the floor and the coffee table. The quiet talk of the men audible in places as they discussed the stunning, white woman between themselves. They seemed almost wary. Mistrustful as if they hadn’t expected someone like her. Kathy declined a cigarette but sat forward and took her drink from the woman. Her breasts pressing against the spandex dress. Attuned to the appreciative nods and grunts around her. It was so obvious they were looking forward to using her body. My wife’s short, tight dress and her smooth, waxed, white legs easily created a room full of stiff black dicks. Her eyes were staring straight ahead as the men around her grinned and exchanged glances of their own. She was ashamed to be here, I thought. However, whether she now wanted to or not, Kathy was going to be pumped full of their warm, baby-making seed before long. I wondered if she hated herself for wanting it. As if realising what I was thinking, she looked up, caught my eye, sipped her drink and put the glass down in front of her. She was here because she wanted a baby that wasn’t mine. A black baby. She wanted to be bred by black men.

Around me, I could see their aggressive looks. Several glanced at me with a combination of contempt and dominance. Looks that said,

‘ We’re gonna enjoy fuckin your woman’ .

An anger, impatience, and overall satisfaction over what was coming. Then there was a knock at the door. Latysha went to answer it and as she did a girl of perhaps 10 peeked in. She had bright, bold eyes and braided hair. Holding my wife’s eye for a moment and no doubt curious of the odd visitors that had invaded her home. Suddenly, behind her in walked Vikki with Bob. A chorus of wolf whistles, ‘oohs’, and ‘aah’s as our blonde hostess took off her coat and exposed her sexy nurse’s uniform. Those legs looked good. Real good. Especially with the short skirt wafting between the tops of her thighs.

Unlike Kathy, Vikki was completely unfazed by all the black men in the room. She had the mobs full attention. Beaming brightly as her husband quickly began setting up his camera. Running her eyes around the group of men and wondering where to start. With all eyes on her the hot blonde-haired woman walked over to the sofa. Bending over to show off her beautiful ass she took both of Kathy’s hands, and gave her a tender kiss on the cheek.

‘This is all for you, honey’, she said. I always enjoyed the way this lovely whore could not be intimated by anything. She always seemed so open and confident about what she wanted. Kathy, while looking surprised by the kiss, also seemed both relieved and grateful that her friend was here. The aggression and frustration in the room had had been growing minute by minute. Vikki then gave the confident man sitting next to Kathy a much more intimate kiss. ‘You don’t waste any time, do you Carl’, she sniffed, seeing how his hand was now resting high on my wife’s thigh. Kathy looked down as if she hadn’t even noticed she was being touched.

The impatience was growing at such a rate it was little wonder that one of the men walked over to Vikki and roughly began groping her breasts through the outfit. It had already begun and sensing this Kathy glanced around. Her gaze coming to rest on me. She knew what she’d have to do today. I returned her look. Hoping that she would one day be as much of a flirt as her friend. With his camera on his shoulder Bob filmed my wife from his knee. A second stud joining the alpha male in sliding their hands up and down my wife’s lovely crossed legs. Vikki was sitting on the big mans knee. Laughing out loud as he fondled her breasts. Already these horny, black bulls where splitting up, grouping around the two women and eyeing them keenly.

Vikki was unsurprisingly the first to taste some cock. Kneeling between the big mans knees and unzipping his flies. Already the others where taking off their pants. Some extremely large dicks bobbing free, stiffening and twitching in the heated room. Bob focused on his wife. Receiving a wink for his efforts as pushed out his ass. Pushing back her long hair she turned to face the camera, holding cock between her lips as her skirt rose up and up. Behind her one of the younger studs eagerly gave her butt a feel. Exposing her bright red panties fully and fingering her wet pussy through the silk. In no time he had them pulled apart. Sliding his finger in and out of her hole. There was a huge smile on his face, running from ear to ear. Vikki’s head bobbed eagerly in the big mans lap.

‘I’m sure you cock would feel nicer’ she grinned back at him. Returning to her oral work as the young buck quickly positioned himself on one knee and gently squeezed himself in.

I exchanged a grin with Bob. Knowing how both of us undoubtedly felt the same way. He was loving every second and to him it didn’t even matter that Vikki was already pregnant. Feeling vibrant and excited I turned my attention to my own wife. Expecting her to follow her friends example. The mob around her certainly felt so and with Vikki’s arrival they openly demanded the same entertainment. My wife looked intimidated by having those eyes on her. The trouble was that it didn’t come naturally. Not to a well raised, educated woman like her. The man named Carl was still touching her leg. Stroking his thick fingers to the very top of her thigh and just under the hemline of her dress. Eyeing her cleavage next. He wanted to get his hands on those tits. I could see it as could everyone else in the room. This had such a different feel to both the other times and this obviously wasn’t lost on Kathy. She seemed to realise just how real this all was. Her eyes glazing for a second. Beside her, the big man seemed to understand what was needed and slowly got to his feet. Vikki watched as did the rest of us as he roughly began unfastening his trousers.

There where agreeing murmurs from all. Calls of,

‘Train that proud white ho’. Carl letting his pants fall to his ankles and his big, brown cock bounce free. Remaining rigid and cross-legged, Kathy looked at his long, semi-stiff pole. She closed her eyes for a moment.

‘That’s it Lady’ he grunted ‘C’mon….suck my dick’. It was a demand more than anything and the others where similarly unfastening and unzipping around her. Kathy shifted forward to the edge of the seat. Swallowing dryly. He was stiffening already. Rising up in the air and fondling his heavy sack with his fingers as he looked down on my wife. Reaching out she took his cock, sliding her hand back and forth over his foreskin. Met with a chorus of claps as she opened her mouth and slid her ruby lips down over him.

Carl smiled, asserting his dominance as Kathy drew back and took him again. Soon she was bobbing, her hair moving lightly as she sucked. Eyes closed tight as black meat plowed deep into her mouth. The group encouraging and taunting. All smiles and now taking every opportunity to touch and fondle my wife’s body. Bob saw how Kathy was started and threw me a grin. Her firm tits at last being felt roughly through the blue dress. Filming her intently as she blew the alpha-males long, hard cock. He knew how much we liked seeing our wives give head to black men. Vikki was on her next stud. Kneeling amidst the group. Her head turning left and right to take dick after dick. They all wanted her. Yet she had always been a tease. Revelling in the effect her stockings and her sexy nurses outfit had on the horny bulls.

‘Yeah…oh yeah’ Carl’s voice was deep. His balls tightening and his cock finally falling from my wife’s lips. The mood was far more aggressive. Groaning and laughing out loud as Vikki tits where lifted from her outfit. The two white whores entertaining their black masters. Dark hands already cupping and squeezing the horny blonde and playing with her small hard nipples. Carl stepped back allowing the rest to step in. his hands on his hips as he watched them jostle. The first stiff dick ramming hard and deep into Kathy’s mouth and pushing her head sideways as he bulged from her cheek. A smile was on my face as he found his composure and began briskly fucking at the back of my wife’s throat. All around the room men where jerking off and waiting. One, dark skinned stud, showing several gold teeth squeezed each of her breasts in turn through the dress. I liked seeing that. I truly did. Behind the sofa a second pair of eager black, gold covered fingers rolled down over her bare arms. Moving gently over her smooth skin. She didn’t move at first though it obviously affected her to be touched and groped through the dress. The growing urgency. It visibly excited them to see how she reacted. Submissively agreeing to whatever they wanted.

‘Suck my cock baby…dats good’. I returned my view to the latest 8" black dick being pushed firmly into my wife’s mouth. He was big and very thick. His skin was the darkest of all of them. Offset perfectly against Kathy and the deep red of her lipstick. Her lips slid back and forth, almost lovingly over his cock. The gold on his hands standing out on his hands as he pushed back her hair. Enjoying the effect their authority clearly had. Kathy swallowed dryly, closing her eyes for several moments as she contemplated what was happening. Looking around the four huge erections that waited hung around her. With a sudden urge a pair of black hands took her dress by the straps and tugged it neatly down over tits. Immediately they began lifting and feeling her. My wife closing her eyes as Carl reached across and squeezed her round, flat nipples in turn. Slowly, she took the next. Holding the base in her fingers and guiding his dark meat in, pausing as she slid him back over her tongue. Kathy’s eyes where open and staring ahead as she began to slide him in and out. Taking over and wanking with her hand as well. He was so big. A second took her wrist, guiding her free hand to his own throbbing meat. Everyone wanted a piece of the two women. Moving between them. Vikki’s head still bobbed energetically, receiving loud encouragement from the group around her. Not least from the old man whose big cock was hanging literally from his flies.

Kathy was slower. Sucking cock almost lovingly, though she drew force gasps of pleasure as she blew. Her lips spreading wider around his girth on each stroke. At last his well-sucked dick fell free. My wife’s lipstick still perfect but glistening as the next hard, black dick was forced deep into her mouth. Making her eyes flutter and lasting only 4 or 5 stiff strokes before a third took his place. There were just so many of them and now the groups where mixing. I think Kathy knew what she was in for as they pressed against her. Fondling her tits and legs. Their wet dicks hanging in her face. She was on their turf now and they would treat her however they wanted. You only had but look at their cruel, horny faces to see that. Vikki cast a rueful smile my wife’s way. She enjoyed seeing Kathy getting used as much as any of us. Turning back while the next horny stud all but fucked the blondes face. Grunting obscenities. His heavy sack slapping against her chin as she took him nearly the whole way. All under the watchful gaze of her husband, his camera in hand. Both groups demanded the women suck and pleasure them. Almost a competition between the two. Inevitably my wife’s head seemed to jolt back as her lips hung open to receive them each in turn. Her hands reaching up, wanking and jerking as best she could.

I was suddenly aware that Latysha was standing by me. She had been standing by. Much as I had been in watching the events unfold. For now all the men obviously preferred to warm up with Kathy and Vikki for now but she seemed eager to join in.

‘You gonna be leaving something here too?’ she said putting out her hand and touching my cock through his trousers. I smiled and she followed my eyes back to where my wife’s head was again bobbing once again in the alpha-males lap.

‘That’s Carl’ she grinned, ‘you know he’s got 8 kids with 5 different women in here. Even little Sky there’. I looked down as Latysha nodded towards the young girl still peering around the doorway. ‘Yeah she’s his’.

‘You know mister I can suck your cock real good’ she offered. ‘Don’t worry bout your wife. Carl’ll do her just fine’. I swallowed thinking of all the women this man had bred. Was it true? It suddenly seemed so real and I looked down to see Latysha already unzipping my pants. Her big lips fastening around my cock as she started sucking hard. It felt warm but good. Harder than I was used too. Enthusiastically she blew me, keeping her big eyes up at my face. When Kathy finally sat back up Carl’s dick looked wet and her eyes where slightly tearstained. In front of her another was waiting for attention. His shaft a hard black erection and obviously demanding some of the same. Black hands moving all over her. Shaking back her hair as she told hold of the next big dick and calmly slid her lips over his cock.

I heard Vikki laugh out loud. This was going to be incredible and all I could do was watch. With a gasp I unloaded into Latysha’s mouth. Breathless as she spat onto the floor, stood and gave me an approving pat on the arm. Then she went over and knelt between two unattended studs. One the elderly man who quickly began touching her. He was keen. Very keen. I was so into this, partly from the blowjob I’d just received that I hadn’t noticed the door was now open. Two black women stood in the doorway beside me. I could see others in the hall and suddenly felt amazed that a crowd was forming. The young girl Sky, played around ones knee as they watched the scene unfold. Fastening myself up I knew that they were probably the wives or perhaps girlfriends of some of the men. One was smoking and both had smiles as one of the other men was sliding his cock back and forth in and out of Kathy’s pristine mouth. He was the same that had roughly face fucked Vikki previously. Now he was giving my wife some of the same. Making her hair shake and her eyes screw tight as he expertly fucked her lips.

‘Yeah suck it bitch….suck it’ he grunted. His hands behind Kathy’s head. Making her struggle for breath as his size met the back of her throat again and again. He gasped as my wife’s hands pushed weakly against his thighs. His big balls bouncing forward. Sighing something incomprehensible. Behind him Vikki was sitting on the sofa arm with her husband beside her. By now she was blowing two different dicks at once while Bob snapped pictures. Her legs where pushed apart and the younger stud was acrobatically fucking her. The blondes tits hanging out and joggling under his strokes. For now the men where keen to fuck Vikki. Perhaps saving Kathy for later.

‘She’s been teasing you guys hasn’t she’. I was a little surprised to hear our friends breathless voice. Straining under the big cock in her cunt. Her eyes lighting up when she noticed the group standing at the door. Vikki was such an exhibitionist and I guess she was right. My wife had been teasing them and was now sucking on her next dick. Her eyes closed tightly as she rolled her tongue and lips back and forth over him. How could this ever end? It was so hot in the room. Bob opened a window, raising his eyes to me at the awesome sight going on. Both women gave head and Latysha joined in. Her purple dress roughly pulled down over her tits. All three drawing appreciative sighs from the men as their bodies where fondled and touched.

Several other people gathered around the door. I could see them in the hall. Leaning over and peering in to see what was happening. All ages. From the room there where more urgent murmurs. At last Denny (Carl’s son), led Vikki over to the mattress. The blonde gave the massing group at the door a wink as she lay back. The support squeaking as she lay back and allowed the big man to part her legs. Bob stood over, capturing every moment as he penetrated. His heavy thrusts causing both Vikki and the mattress to jerk back. Pausing, he expertly threw open her outfit, exposing her round, tanned tits. Shifting his weight onto his arms as he began pounding her hard. Vikki croaked submissively. Encouraging as his heavy balls bounced up and down. Meeting her powerfully.

Kathy had paused. Taking the glass from the table she swallowed the whisky down. Maybe watching Vikki getting fucked like that made her realise that she was next. With a gasp on satisfaction Denny shot his load. Getting to his knees and making way for the next one. Seizing his chance the young buck began hammering the blondes pussy too. Balls deep and quick explicit for those of us clustered around the door and far wall. Vikki’s hands draped around his neck as he grunted and gasped his derision. His teeth clenched tight as he unloaded his sack. Drawing back his dark meat and surprising us all as his fresh white cum gather quickly at Vikki’s cunt hole. The blonde rose to her elbows. Looking down between her legs with delight.

‘Sure feels warm Hon’ she grinned at her husband. Letting her gaze rest on Kathy. It was time for my wife to get some well overdue fucking in.

Carl stood, his cock erect as he reached out his hand. Kathy took it, standing as the horny black bull led her over to the mattress. He had a big smile on his face and my wife’s breasts wobbled freely as she tottered on her sexy high heels. Kathy looked a little unsteady. A combination of the strong drink and the number of excited men waiting to fuck her. She was now the centre of attention. Right through the apartment and back to the crowd looking in through the hall door. Vikki called the woman in the kitchen to come help as she and Latysha stood her at the foot of the mattress where everyone could see. This new woman, I quickly found out was Carl’s wife. She didn’t object to any of this because it looked like Carl had beaten her down into a submissive role over the years. It was so obvious. She stood on one side of Kathy, a stark contrast to my wife, so mousey and so plain in a dirty housedress. Though I imagined she’d looked hot at one time.

Kathy cast a long, oddly calm look around the men. A look which ran and lingered on every hungry face. Finally coming to rest on Carl. His stiff and eager cock ready for action and enjoying the sight of her wonderful body. He was first. No doubt about it. Under Vikki's watchful gaze they pulled Kathy’s dress down to her ankles. Her panties following suit. Finally tossing them onto the sofa. Kathy’s face glazed over as the mob broke into an extended and audible groan. Black stud’s cock throbbed stronger and their ball sacks grew tighter. Vikki stepped forward and with a leer on her face, she slowly turned Kathy slowly in front of the crowd.

‘She is hot isn’t she’ the blonde groaned, ‘and such nice tits’.

The dirty, old mattress looked ready and waiting for this much anticipated session. I noticed the black woman smile, her fingers touching and lingering on Kathy’s beautiful, round, flat nipples. They responded immediately, beginning to harden and swell. My wife stiffened slightly with embarrassment. Several, including Carl, were stroking they’re magnificent black cocks as they watched Kathy being stripped for her mating session. Her unprotected womb was the focus of today’s session. These studs had a job to do. Vikki called again for Kathy’s glass and my wife took a rather long drink from it. I could see my wife beginning to enjoy it. So many, male and female alike, leering hungrily at her. She was so unused to alcohol. Only rarely did she taste wine. Now naked but for her high heels. I don’t know about you but I love watching women getting fucked wearing their shoes and was pleased that they left them on. I was never so proud of my wife.

The something quite remarkable and unexpected happened. Vikki, suddenly turned and kissed my wife on the lips. When I look back I should have expected that she would one day make her move. In that moment, as their mouths met, Kathy was probably too surprised to overcome with the moment to know what was happening. Vikki stepped back, licking her lips and clearly enjoying the taste she had of Kathy on her mouth. By then my cock was solid again. Despite the earlier blowjob I’d received. I wanted to watch the two women kiss more passionately but there was a room of black men more than ready to go to work.

Latysha and Carl’s wife helped Kathy lie down on her back. Her flawless beauty was such a contrast to the filthy mattress.

‘Make sure you all use this white whore nice and hard’ Vikki laughed. I kept thinking of the baby growing inside her. Realising that she wouldn’t be happy until both she and Kathy where pregnant. That had been her goal from the start. The mom-to-be stepped back, almost walking into Denny. His huge bulk standing still as she grinned, dropped to her knees and took his cock to the back of her throat. Again bursting into laughter as her lips where roughly spread. It seemed nothing was too much for her. Stretching the back of her throat with a thick girth.

My wife looked across at her, almost unaware that she was being prepared for Carl’s cock. The big man standing over her. Sporting an erection which stood proudly in the air. His meat thick, long and circumcised; the fat hard head lighter in than the rest of his pole. She wanted it. Most crowded in closer to get a better look. All the black faces leering down at her. I looked around the room and noticed that many more people were looking in through the hall door. A half a dozen women, some with babies looked on. A gap had been cleared in the room so they could see. I also noticed that several young boys and girls had slipped into the apartment, had quietly moved around the room, and were perched on the back of the now empty sofa, with an unobstructed view of Kathy’s upcoming breeding.

How long would it go on? How long until all these men had used my wife to satisfaction? The mattress squeaked as Carl quickly and confidently got between her legs. Her high heels hanging helplessly in the air the black bull mounted her body, his enormous cock aiming straight at Kathy’s waiting and very fertile pussy. Everyone grinned as my wife’s cunt did look deliciously inviting. So wet and needy of fresh sperm. The look on her face a picture as she caught my eye. He lowered himself onto her fully; the mattress groaning, his elbows alongside her body, and leaning down to put his heavy black lips over hers. Forcing her mouth open Carl began to grind his lips against hers, his tongue entering her mouth. If Kathy was apprehensive, this move put an end to it. Within a minute she was returning his hard deep kisses, her arms going up around his neck and pulling him down onto her. The sound of their embrace was quite audible to all. Kathy began to moan softly. Carl had clearly touched a nerve with her. And very quickly. He finally broke the kiss, pulled his head up and announced to the crowd,

‘this bitch is so fine’.

As Carl reached down for his long black dick and guided it towards Kathy’s hole she smiled at me. Only a curl of the lip but it was enough. In that one look I knew how much she hoped for this. Suddenly grimacing as he penetrated. Her arms tightening around his back and her legs bobbed under his first attempts. A defeated, slow moan as his long cock pushed through, forcing her cunt lips wide. Gritting his teeth I watched him sink into her. Inch by inch. Having to work a little at a time. His dick was big and Kathy had to open wide to take him. Working deep with supportive murmurs coming from the group behind him. I could see pain etched on her face, but I could also see lust as well. She already loved this breeding. With a moan Kathy spread her thighs a little wider and was immediately filled up with another inch or so of Carl’s cock. Her mouth falling open as he began humping steadily. Stretching her pussy and working her good. Certainly no love in his fucking as he brought desperate gasps from my wife on each firm stroke.

Kathy closed her eyes tightly. Turning away and knowing she wouldn’t be tight in her pussy for very long. Her hands remained steady on his back as he fucked deep with short gasps, his heavy balls swinging and meeting her body on every thrust. Driving his cock into her with all the force he could. He was not going to waste any time now. He was going to hard-fuck her and shoot his seed into her as far as he could. He leaned down again and began roughly kissing Kathy, sucking and nipping at her. Inhaling deeply her perfume. She soon took up his urgency, because she started kissing him back just as hard. Groaning and whimpering loudly. The shuddering of her breasts an indication of the power in his strokes. She raised her gorgeous white legs and wrapped them around his torso, ankles locked together. Keeping him in. In deep. On the sofa Vikki and Latysha where again entertaining the next studs. Their mouths busy as Bob moved between them. Carl was slamming hard into Kathy, pressing her into the mattress. Both of them were now deeply enjoying this breeding.

‘Oh yes…use me…use me..’ Kathy groaned, spurring her black lover on. The gold band on her finger catching my eye as between her legs the black studs hips romped back and forth. He was doing just that. His big dick loosening her up as for his friends as he drove in almost to the hilt. Passing in and out, in and out. With a gasp Kathy reached orgasm. Her body and particularly her legs stiffening as she came. Then began a rhythmic almost cruel surge to his fucking. He meant every stroke. Just like the other men who where all standing around, waiting their turn. Vikki grinned over her shoulder. Now kneeling alongside Latysha who seemed far happier giving head than going all the way. Bob was taking pictures of them side by side. Our friends blonde hair bouncing against her back as she took them. Latysha too winked at me. The two women seemingly impressed with each others efforts. They both knew how to give head. Vikki had a wicked look on her face she had a dick in each hand and was sucking them both off, much to Bobs delight. Tickling the heavy cock heads with her tongue and drawing appreciative sounds from the men. She gave head with such enthusiasm. Really loving black cock. Her mouth sliding and taking each deep.

Kathy’s legs where still wrapped around Carl’s waist. The whole mattress jerking sideways as he ground to the end. Both where groaning along, gasping at every opportunity.

‘Oh put it in.….put it in’ she whimpered, surprising everyone with her outburst as her face contorted under the strain.

‘Fuck..fuck fuck yeah!’ Carl stammered in reply. Her hands tightened into fists and she cried out loudly. Over and over. Bucking hard up against Carl. This was all he could take and he began to cum as well. I could see his ball sack, very tight, start to spasm, as he started to shoot his baby-making sperm into Kathy’s waiting and unprotected womb. His steady humping subsiding. There was something in her face. Some emotion I clearly recognised. She actually enjoyed having him come inside her. Perhaps hopeful that she had just met her black baby’s daddy. Without a word he pulled himself free and I noticed Kathy grimace slightly as his cock came free, her cunt quickly closing behind him. With a final kiss, Carl pushed himself up to his knees and pulled his glistening cock out of Kathy’s pussy. A long thick string of sperm looped from the head of his cock to her bare, slick pussy. The string finally parted to fall on the mattress between Kathy’s legs. As soon as he was out the next moved in. This was how it should be. A beautiful white women being bred by hard, black men.

Denny was next. Despite having only just fucked Vikki the young man was clearly staking his claim. Carl’s son already aggressively taking up the space left between Kathy’s legs as the 250 pounder jacked himself stiff. A big grin on his face as he obviously enjoyed his work. With so many kids of his own who could blame him. I felt a sudden wave of pleasure as I realised Kathy may well be the first white women he knocked up. My wife looked up at him as he mounted her. Half a smile on her face. I wondered if she could feel Carl’s’ sperm sitting inside her. Squeezing her fist tight my wife watched him as he dismissively parted her legs. Lowering his weight on top of her and penetrating. The mattress groaning under the weight as he slid his cock into Kathy with one slow stroke. The walls of her cunt graciously accepting his dick. Maybe oiled from the wad of Carl’s come. She could feel that next big cock up inside her, placing her legs neatly around this new man. Willing to be bred.

From the beginning Denny’s heavy balls slapped soundly against her. Kathy couldn’t know yet that he had fathered so many kids. She held his back firmly. Her fingers torte. I was already wondering which of these studs if any, would be the one to successfully breed her. Having returned, Carl was already kneeling, wiped his wet cock all over her cheek and lips. Forcing her to taste herself. The sweat and heat of the room showing plainly on his forehead. Much to the delight of Vikki and Latysha who where doing their best to entertain the rows of queuing bulls. Kathy’s eyes stared up at the ceiling as her body moved back and forth between the two. Denny, sweating, his skin wet. Planting his hands on either side he was fucking her full pelt in no time. My wife’s whole body rocking back under his strokes. All under the watchful gaze of those around me.

Kathy looking dazed as she was used. Looking up to the face of Denny. One of the youngsters was kneeling, groping her firm breasts in turn. His eyes bright as he touched her smooth figure. Kathy’s eyes seemed to flutter and she came again, pushing back her head and shutting her eyes tight as her second orgasm ripped through her. When she opened them she was still being fucked. Denny hung over her, grinning down and admiring her body. What a treat this was for him. The sweat rolling down his brow and collecting on his back. His big hips pumping and forcing my wife’s breasts to bounce heavily. Rolling on her chest as this latest black bull laid into her. Already there was a large wet stain on the mattress. Evidence eof my wife wife’s orgasms. I noticed Latysha smile at me. She had been there before undoubtedly. Being bred by the huge man. In fact everyone seemingly knew what this was about and as if proving a point Denny flooded my wife’s hole with his sticky, baby making jelly.

I watched it suddenly ooze out around his cock while it was still in. His heavy groans of relief standing out. He left it there for what seemed like several minutes, breathing heavily before he withdrew his oily long dick. Unsurprisingly the round, dark head showing traces of come as my wife’s cunt lips finally gave him up. Bob noticed and snapped a picture as Denny wiped his cock clean on the discarded dress.

‘Damn Kathy…did you feel him cum in you?’ he said, leaning over my wife’s face. A pat on the back and the next one was in. Effortless pushing Kathy’s cunt lips apart and stretching her around him. Forcing Denny’s ejaculate out and onto the mattress as he began slugging home.

From the doorway, the two young blacks from the front stoop came in and hurriedly stripped off their clothes. Both hungry for this action. There was little doubt that the news was spreading through the building. They couldn’t have been older than mid-teens. Obviously respected, One of the two teenagers took the next turn. Drilling my wife hard and deep and looking happy to be screwing a 29-year-old married, white woman. Her cunt was sopping wet, cum leaking heavily down over her ass. Thick white strands dribbling from her cunt-hole as his stiff young black cock pounded into her. Around me at the door people where exchanging places. All eager to get a look at this black gang-bang of this white-woman. His friend, standing nude next to the mattress was slowly stroking his large black cock, waiting his turn. Suddenly, he gave a short yell, and climaxed hard, jerking and shooting a long, thick stream of his silvery sperm over Kathy’s calves and the backs of his friend’s legs. Although he was very angry for cumming too soon, it didn’t stop him from splashing several more gobs of cum onto Kathy’s thighs.

Most where standing around. Waiting for a turn or simply jerking off. I had seen at least three come with Vikki and Latysha. The black woman in particular showing evidence of come across her cheek. Several more of the younger studs followed, fucking Kathy hard and pumping their seed into her. She had climaxed with each of them. A drained and almost dismissive look on her face. A wide dark stain had now collected under her ass. The overflow of their seed and her lubricating fluid. Kathy’s bare legs had splashes of sperm clinging to them. My slut wife was soon on her fifth then sixth fucking. Her cunt looked wet and very well used, with cum already leaking from her body. By then they where pressing effortlessly into her. The white strands dribbling from her hole as his stiff dick pounded in. Such a contrast to her skin. Around me at the door people where exchanging places. All eager to get a look at what was happening.

‘Tell him what you want’ Bob encouraged. He was photographing her, a stern tone to his voice as Kathy struggled to take a very big dick. Thick and long, just like the rest of them.

‘I want it…I want it’ she gasped almost delirious. It looked good to see her legs roughly pinned apart and her cunt being pumped with each full, black length. She looked up as him as he bred her. Feeling in each of his hungry strokes.

‘There you go’ he, his voice rising as he came. Kathy turned away to face the wall as he pulled free and pushed two of his thin fingers into her hole. For several moments he fingered her. A smile on his face as he did it. Effortlessly to the knuckle until her pussy released a bubbling ball of hot, fresh sperm.

Two men helped Kathy off the mattress. Leading her to the sofa while Vikki took up position. She was getting fucked in no time. You only had to listen to her groan and encourage. It was truly something. It was the elderly man who having seized his chance gently fed his cock in and out of my wife’s mouth. He was big. His heavy ragged balls matching his wrinkly face as he grinned broadly. Kathy coughed, choking as his cock wedged a little deeply in her throat and with a grin the man felt my wife’s firm, fresh tits.

‘What do you think of it?’. Bob was beside me. A look of disbelief on his face. Perhaps from the sheer number of men in the room. Jostling over the women.

‘I’ve never seen anything like it’ I replied. It was true. There were ten or more men in the room. Making it difficult to see, though with so many Vikki was currently being drilled mattress. The sounds and noises coming from all around had my head spinning. Kathy, Vikki and Latysha too where all being used and it seemed that every few minutes one of those black bulls was coming. My eyes widened as I saw one of the men come in my wife’s mouth. Her eyes where glazed. A simple smile on her face as his sperm dripped down her chin. There was of course no rest for her. She was getting the treatment good and proper.

There really was no end to this. The sight and the smell of the room. My wife’s dress and panties lying discarded on the floor. Until discovered by one of the younger men. I watched him put the panties to his nose and inhale, wrapping them around his cock and jerking off. Vikki sat up and was assisted off the sofa. Her mascara was running from her eyes as she seemed the same if not more desperate than Kathy. Several of the fresher men where looking at my wife. Ready to pound her white cunt some more. Effortlessly they led her and lay her on the mattress. The tattooed jailbird soon taking his turn. He knelt down took Kathy’s hands and pulled her to her knees. Then he quickly turned her to face the kitchen and the video camera and pushed her onto her hands and knees. Without any preliminaries, he roughly spread her legs apart and, started to shove his massive cock into her bared cunt. If his it hadn’t already been for the fact that Kathy had already been fucked, and she had so much cum in her, his cock wouldn’t have gone in. He pushed in brutally, and she spread her lovely legs more to try to accommodate him. From one knee he was finally imbedded in her and he started to quietly and forcefully slam his cock in and out of her cunt. A loud squishing noise started from the fluids trapped in my wife’s pussy.

I watched in awe as he finished. His cock glistening and wet as he pulled free. The two 20’ something lads took a turn each, followed by a older man of mid forties who had only just arrived. The old grey man, who could easily have been a grandfather had been forced to go last. Taking a little time to strip all of his clothes off, all the time looking down on Kathy’s beautiful but abused white body. The shaft was coal-black, criss-crossed with pencil-thick veins. The large, heavy cock-head, now pushing out from his black stretched foreskin was a dull-purple in colour. Below this old but powerful baby-making shaft was a large pair of balls heavily pulling down his black scrotum. Kathy began to stare at his cock as though it were a venomous snake ready to strike. This massive black tool looked out of place hanging from his skinny very black body. He couldn’t have been taller than Kathy and it looked like they would weigh the same.

Just as he stepped to the foot of the mattress, a short heavy-set black woman pushed her way next to him.

‘Charles Williams, just what do you think your doing’? She yelled. The crowd erupted in laughter. ‘What do it look like?’ Charles answered her. The elderly black woman looked at him for a moment, not saying anything, and then turned a poisonous look toward an embarrassed-looking Kathy now lying with her knees up and legs together, her arms covering her luscious looking breasts. The woman slowly backed away several steps but stayed within view of the breeding bed.

She passed Kathy a wicked, partly envious look. Charles stood again at the foot of the mattress, took his massive cock in one of his thin hands, and slowly began to stroke it. And as he did, he glanced first at his wife and then at me. He had a triumphant look on his face as he looked at us both. He was now going to fuck my wife in front of his wife. He slowly began to work the purple cock-head into Kathy finally. Slowly pressing it against her beautiful pussy lips. Kathy moaned deeper and began to press down against him, shifting her hips unconsciously to accommodate his girth. The head slipped in, Kathy groaned again and then lifted her arms to Charles’s bony black shoulders and drew him down to her. Charles covered her and began to pump himself into Kathy’s body slowly. Each forward push sent another inch into her open and fertile womb. Her wedding and engagement glinted in the video lights. Charles continued to pump into her until he had his entire black shaft jammed into Kathy. She gave a cry of pain as he jammed the cock-head into the opening of her cervix up kept kissing him deeply.

I worked my way around to their rear and could see his large heavy black balls now pressed hard against Kathy’s ass. His scrawny black legs stretched between her long shapely snow-white legs. She drew her legs up and crossed them over his hips locking her ankles in the classic acceptance pose of a woman mating. Totally accepting his fucking. His breeding of her. My Kathy was truly mating with another man. A black-man. And a black-man 52 years older than she was. They were rocking together, still kissing, seemingly oblivious to the host of voyeurs staring down on them. Quietly taking in this most intimate fucking, when Charles broke the kiss with her, raised up on his hands and said, ‘where her husband?’ ‘Here I said as I worked myself around to the side of the lovers.

‘This is one fine piece of fuckin’, ‘this piece you let us all fuck’. And he leered evilly at me. I stepped back without saying anything more.

Seeing my reaction Bob had a idea. He put down his camera and took out his mobile phone. Earlier, over dinner we had told him about the recent stay of our in-laws. How that would come back to us.

‘Why don’t you phone your mother Kathy?’ he grinned wickedly. My wife’s eyes where closed but she opened them when he spoke. ‘Why not call and tell her what your up to. She’ll be pleased to know you have a grandson on the way’. Kathy looked at me. Closing her eyes as the old mans big dick rooted her cunt deep. The room fell silent and people smiled. No one had expected this. Least of all myself. Obviously everyone was hoping she would do it. Vikki quickly picked up on this.

‘Yes, honey, let me dial my cell and you can tell that tight-assed bitch that you’re getting that baby she’s so worried about you having’.

I looked on as Kathy took the phone off him. At first she couldn’t dial the number and I had to help. Being crouched there. While another man was fucking my wife in front of me was something I’ll never forget. The noise and smell of sex. From my position I could clearly see the 4" he withdrew on each stroke. My hand was trembling as I passed the phone to her and it began to ring. For a moment I wasn’t sure if Kathy would be able to talk. Not with a big dick pumping her. Though at the last moment, when I thought she had failed, she held it to her ear.

‘Daddy’, Kathy said somewhat breathlessly, ‘put mother on the phone’. Kathy grit her teeth as the man slowed his screwing. He savoured the moment, everyone in the room grinning until I heard the faint sound of my mother in law on the phone.

'Ohhh…ohhh its me mom’ my wife groaned as the man continued his fucking with stiff steady strokes. SMACK…SMACK..SMACK.. went his balls. She was trying her best and I knew she was going to come again. ‘I want you to know… that I’m getting what I want now’. Laying back her head Kathy was jerking back on the mattress.

‘Tell her..tell her’ Vikki beamed, listening in intently as we all were.

‘I…I’m getting a black baby’ Kathy said almost in tears. ‘…oh yes…oh yes’ that’s good’. I could just imagine what this must have sounded like. As if proving this she repeated it into the phone, letting it go so that it bobbled off the mattress onto the floor. Kathy shut her eyes.

‘Yeah….Breed her’ a heavy voice came from the back. With a gasp the man muttered that he was coming. His strokes faltering as he unloaded his sack right into Kathy’s waiting womb.

We had been there well over and hour and a half and the men where standing around, satisfied or waiting for another turn. Strands of cum running freely down between my wife’s legs and gathering in a pool on the mattress. Two more men had entered and where with whichever of the three women promised the most immediate action. Kathy looked glazed, a white mess resembling egg white over her tits where one of the men had blown his load. Vikki too was enjoying herself and as enthusiastic as ever. I watched as two of the men helped Kathy to the sofa while Vikki quickly took up position, ready for some cock. The blonde gave me a wink as she passed me. She deserved it and I went and sat by my wife. Immediately taking her hand. I guess there had been 10 men in the room at one time though with the mattress there was only so much room. Latysha’s purple dress was around her waist and she smiled at me. Cum splattered around her pretty chin. On the mattress Vikki grimaced, wailing loudly. She had most of the men around her. Kneeling touching and fucking. Of course those horny black bulls hadn’t done yet.

One of them came over to Kathy. His dick dark in colour as my wife took hold of him and slid her mouth down over his length. She sucked him hard. Rolling her lips and mouth back and forth with grim determination. Keeping her eyes up at his face as he grinned back down in steely satisfaction. He was parting her legs before I knew it. Black cock was long and hard again. Ready for more welcoming white pussy. Easily nudging open her lips with the head of his dick and pushing his length in fully. My wife’s mouth fell pen as he fucked her. A look of power on his face as he did it. I guess Kathy couldn’t believe what she had said to her mother. All those years of hiding how she felt. Of living in a prejudice town. She closed her eyes, close to tears as she took this most recent pounding. Shaking all over until he roughly emptied his balls inside. The dark skinned, tattooed man followed suit, delighting me as his deep, dark cock penetrated my wife’s pure white cunt. I had to say that from what I had seen, both Kathy and Vikki had been used far more than I’d seen before. There was no stopping these horny studs.

‘You enjoyed Hon?’ Latysha said to me. I felt breathless. My head spinning. Hardly able to think as the studs took the cushions off the sofa and laid them on the bare floor and led Kathy to them for more fucking. Perhaps I didn’t know then the truth. The assurance that in a months time from now, my wife would receive a positive result from the hospital. That in a month she would be pregnant with a black mans baby. As I sat in that high-rise apartment. The sound and smell of sex all around me, I looked lovingly over at my wife. Wary of the tough times ahead. It would all come true for us and how I would wonder if, after her baby was born, Kathy would want another.

Bert's peter was now stiff and throbbing and he openly rubbed it. Most of the other people sitting in the club did the same. The threesome on stage were putting on a hot show and all the spectators were affected by it; Bert most of all.

It had been two years since he had seen his daughter. He had served a stretch in jail for certain "underworld" offenses. His daughter Tammy had periodically written to him when he was in jail. In the last letter he had received from her, she had informed him of her move to Los Angeles, and the letter bore a return address that Bert guessed was a film or media location.

Upon his release from jail, he headed for Los Angeles.

The address indeed turned out to be a film company's location: Firecum Productions, one of many XXX film production companies in the Los Angeles area. At Firecum Productions, Bert learned that his daughter had recently appeared in a film, but that she was not under contract to the production company and her current address was unknown. But he also learned that she, like a number of other "porno" actresses, worked in certain clubs when she was between films. He obtained a list of the clubs.

He would go to each one till he found his daughter, but he first wanted to see the film in which she had appeared.

It was easy enough to see it. The film was playing in a number of X-rated movie houses...

Bert sat in the movie theater and watched the film. It was hot and arousing. His daughter had a major role in the movie. He stroked his prick as he watched a man pump his dick from behind in Tammy's cunt as she licked a woman's pussy.

I'm going to fuck you, Bert silently said to his daughter on the screen. If it's the last thing I do, I'm going to fuck you. He rubbed his rock-hard cock. And that's not all I'm going to do. I'm going to ride you...You're going to carry me...You're going to work for me...You're going to make me money--a lot of money.

After watching the film, Bert began his search in the clubs. It didn't take him long to strike pay dirt. The third club he entered featured his daughter....

After the show was over, Bert went backstage. He saw the attractive redhead who had licked his daughter's cunt in the show, and told her he was looking for Tammy. "Tell her that her daddy Bert is here and wants to see her," he said. She smiled knowingly and cocked her hips. "Okay, daddy, I'll tell her." He watched her prance away to a door, open it and go in. She was dressed in a brief shift, and his mouth literally watered. She was one sexy fox, and Bert's peter hardened even more. He hadn't had any pussy in two years, and his dick was hard as a rock; it throbbed and ached.

A moment later she opened the door and called to him. He went over and she motioned toward the inside, "Tammy's in there." Bert entered the room.

His daughter was dressed in tight shorts and a halter. She smiled uncertainly at him and murmured "Daddy..."

"Hi, baby," he said and went to her and took her in his arms. He pressed his stiff throbbing prick between her legs.

"Oh, Daddy," she said softly. "I can't believe it. When...when did you get out?"

"A few days ago," he answered. He pressed his cock harder between her thighs and stroked her back. "I saw the show here."

She looked down and said, "You did?"

"Yeah. It was good. Real good."

She was clearly embarrassed. She hadn't seen her father in two years, and when she did see him, there she was--working in a live sex club. The last time he had seen her, she wasn't a "harlot"; now--she was a paid sex performer.

"I...I don't know what to say," she blushed and held her head down.

"No need to say anything. I saw the movie you were in too." He nuzzled her cheek and neck, stroked her flanks and hips and mashed his hard peter upon her crotch.

She clearly felt his big hard throbbing prick grinding upon her, and she then knew the score; she understood the situation.

As they left the room, he brushed his hand over her big smooth rump; as they left the club, he ran his hand over it again. She drove to her place, and when she placed the key in the lock to open the door, he stroked her big soft butt.

"Would you like a drink?" she asked when they entered her place.

"Sure, baby," he replied.

He didn't waste any time. As she stood at the counter mixing drinks, he went up behind her, slipped his arms around her waist and pressed his crotch upon her rump.

He mashed his stone-hard cock into her butt, grinding it on her big smooth ass. He slid his hands under her halter and cupped her breasts, palming and kneading the cantaloup-sized knockers.

"Ohh," she breathed out. "Oh Daddy."

He turned her around, raked her halter up and went down on her tits, licking and sucking the big firm mounds.

"Umm, ahh," she cooed as he flicked her nipples with his tongue and sucked her teats with his lips. "God, you are turned on," she breathed huskily.

He unzipped his fly and pulled out his prick. It was big, rigid and throbbing. Her eyes widened and she licked her lips. "My god, you're big." She grasped his rod and stroked it. "It's huge."

He clasped her head and shoulder and pushed down on her. "Go down, honey. Go down on it."

She went to her knees and he guided his peter to her face. "Suck it, baby. Suck it like you sucked that man's cock in the show."

She opened her lips and he slipped his dick in. He clutched her head and slid his prick into her warm wet silky mouth.

"Oh yes...ahh," he groaned at the sensation of her lips and tongue on his cock. He drove his dick on in, and then began sliding it back and forth. "Oh yeah, that's the way, baby," he huffed. "That's the way to suck it. Goddamn, but you've got a wet hot mouth. Oh baby, suck my prick, suck every inch of it."

He hunched his crotch on her face, humping his peter down to her throat. "I'm fucking your mouth, baby," he panted, "I'm deep-throating you."

She sucked voraciously on his cock, using her palate, gums, tongue and lips.

He felt his balls swelling and the cum churning and swirling in his bag. He slid his dick out of her mouth and went down on his knees and pulled her down on her back. He unsnapped her shorts and slid them off, raised her legs and drew them back, and went down on her. He buried his face on her quim, rubbing it up and down and around.

He clasped her hips and went to town on her cunt. He slid his tongue in and licked and sucked her clit, then began jamming and flicking and jabbing his tongue in her quiff.

She clutched his head and lurched her pussy up, mashing and grinding it on his face. "Oh, ah, your tongue," she panted. "Oh, it's so long and thick--ahh--it feels like a cock."

He tongue-fucked his daughter, jabbing and zipping his tongue up and down her cunt.

"Oh god, eat me, Daddy!" she gasped. "Eat my pussy. Fuck me with your tongue. Goddamn, it feels so fucking good!"

He ate her out for a good five minutes, then he slid his tongue out and mounted her.

He dug his dick up her cunt, stuffing it in her in one continuous stroke.

"Oh god, oh Daddy!" she cried. "Oh, you're so big, so hard!"

She wrapped her arms and legs around him and lifted her pelvis up to give him full access to her cunt.

He pumped his meat in her, frigging her fast and hard, jabbing every inch of his prick in her quim.

"Oh, ah, you've got the biggest cock," she gasped. "Oh, you're filling me up--ahh, you're fucking me to my core--oh god, no one's ever fucked me so deep, so good!"

He pounded his peter in her, ramming it to her very marrow.

"Fuck!" he cried. "Fuck, baby, fuck!"

"Oh Jesus, oh hot cum!" she panted. "This is the best fucking I've ever had. Fuck me, Daddy, fuck me! Pump the meat to me, fill me up with cock!"

He jammed his entire dick up her quiff and let her have it. He pissed a stream of semen in her pussy.

"Cuming in you!" he gasped. "Hot cum deep in your cunt!"

"Goddamn, Jesus Christ, squirt it in me, Daddy! Squirt it deep!"

She panted and gasped and bucked and hunched as her father spurted gob after gob of semen in her....

Later that night, a young attractive woman entered the house. It was the redhead who had been in the show with Bert's daughter. Her name was Ginger and she shared the house with Tammy. She was a sexy piece, and Bert began to formulate plans--monetary plans that would involve both his daughter and her.

The next morning, Bert awoke with a half-stiff dick. He got up and walked to the kitchen and saw his daughter standing by the counter preparing coffee. All she had on was a short silk slip. His prick hardened as he looked at her. She was pretty, with curled blond hair, deep brown eyes, peachy complexion and flesh, firm and full-bodied, breasts the size and shape of cantaloups, full creamy legs, and a big soft smooth rump. His cock reared up, rigid and throbbing.

He went up behind her and mashed his stiff aching peter on her ass, grinding it in that big soft butt. He ran his hands up to her breasts and rubbed and squeezed the big jugs.

"My dick's as hard as a rock," he rasped, hunching it on her rump.

"Oh Daddy, umm, ohh," she breathed out huskily.

He pulled her ass down and entered her pussy from behind. He groaned with lust as his hard throbbing prick plunged into her warm damp snug quim. "Oh yeah, goddamn, sweet fucking cunt," he hissed as he jammed his cock up her quiff.

He screwed her fully and soundly, cramming his entire peter in her pussy, frigging her with long strong solid full strokes.

"Ohh, oh Daddy, ahh," she panted with passion and hunched back at him. "Oh, you've got the longest, thickest prick. Ah, ride me, Daddy, ride me."

He squeezed her tits good and hard as he rapped his dick in her quim.

"Jesus Christ, this is heaven!" she cried. "Oh Daddy, you can ride me. I'll carry you. Oh, you can stay here, Daddy, I'll carry you!"

He rammed his big cock in her, screwing her fast and hard.

"Goddamn, sweet motherfucking prick fucking me!" she cried. "Ahh, I want it every day. Oh Daddy, fuck me every day--just like this!"

"Oh yeah," he huffed, "gonna fuck you every day, baby, gonna pump the meat to you every day."

He humped it in her, pounding his peter like a jackhammer in her pussy.

"Here it comes, baby," he grunted. "Here it comes in your cunt."

He jammed his dick to the hilt up her quiff and let her have it. He spewed a thick glob of sperm in her core.

"Oh god, Jesus fucking Mary, yes!" she cried. "Cum in me, Daddy, give me all you've got, squirt cum in your daughter's cunt!"

He obliged her. He spurted a half-dozen gobs of semen in her marrow, filling her pussy up with thick creamy cum....

Bert knew it was just a matter of time till he would fuck Ginger. His daughter's housemate knew the score; she knew he was screwing Tammy; she'd even seen them fucking once.

Bert's cock jerked at the thought of that luscious redhead. She had a heart-shaped baby face, shimmering red hair falling in wispy waves past her shoulders, emerald eyes, creamy flesh, and a curvy voluptuous body. His peter shot up, stiff as a board, pulsating and aching at the thought of that delicious young pussy.

I'm gonna fuck you, Bert thought, stroking his prick. Gonna fuck you good.

The time came soon enough.

Tammy had gone out, leaving Ginger and Bert in the house. All Ginger had on was a short filmy robe. She mixed a drink and sprawled on the sofa. Bert knew the time had come. His dick was rock-hard and throbbing, and that luscious cunt was sprawled on the couch. Yes, now was the time.

He didn't say a word. He strode to her, grabbed her legs and drew them back and went down on his knees before her. Her quim was wide-open to him. It was like a golden-red peach ripe to eat. He rubbed his whole face on it; then he snaked out his tongue. He slid and rubbed it on her clit, licking the nub with his tongue as he sucked it with his lips.

She lurched up, mashing and grinding her quiff on his face. She clasped his head and began gasping and panting.

He dug his tongue into her pussy, jabbing and flicking and twirling it.

"Ooh, ahh, umm, ahh," she crooned and rotated her butt. "Ah, what a tongue! God, it's as big as a cock. Oh, you're fucking me--you're fucking me with your tongue!"

He mashed and squeezed her big soft ass as he jammed his tongue in her cunt.

She reached down and clutched his crotch and rubbed his peter. He gasped with the sensation and pulled her down off the couch onto his lap. He hunched up and drove his hard prick into her quim. He didn't hesitate. He plunged it up her quiff in one continuous stroke. Her pussy was hot, moist and snug. He crammed it good, rapping his dick hard and fast up her cunt.

"Oh god, what a cock!" she panted and hunched. "Ah, you're a giant! Oh darling, I've never been fucked so good. Ooh, ahh, you've got the cock I've been searching for."

He went down on her titties, sucking the nubs and flicking the nipples with his tongue.

"Oh, ah, suck, bite my tits!" she gasped. "Bite me, fuck me, ram it in me good. Rape me! Rape me hard!"

He frigged her fast and furiously, pounding his meat in her quim.

"Jesus Christ, what I wouldn't give to be fucked like this every day!" she cried.

"Gonna give it to you every day, baby." he hissed. "Gonna give you the prick every day."

She climaxed twice before he shot his load in her. As he pumped cum in her quiff, she climaxed a third time. "Oh, ah, keep cuming!" she gasped. "Fill me up with fuck. Give me all your cum."

He poured it in her, pissing a stream of semen deep in her pussy.

They shared an afterfuck. She swirled her cunt on his peter, and he felt it growing stiff again.

He pulled his dick out of her quim and guided it to her mouth. "Suck it," he said. He clutched the back of her head and pushed his cock against her lips.

"Oh yeah," he huffed at the sensation of his prick sliding between her lips and into her warm wet mouth. "Suck my dick, baby, suck it down to my balls."

He fucked the luscious redhead's mouth, pumping his peter to the hilt, down to her throat. She sucked his cock avidly, bobbing her head, working her lips, tongue, palate, gums all over it.

He gave a great cry of lust and heaved every inch of his prick in her mouth, down to her gullet, and let it go. He spurted a glob of sperm down her throat. She gulped and swallowed and sucked it down.

"Gonna feed you a diet of cum, baby," he panted. "Gonna squirt cum in your mouth and pussy every day."

Bert knew he had his daughter and Ginger. He knew he could fuck them every day and night. But he wanted more--much more. He wanted to live off them; he wanted to make money from them--lots of money. And he knew how he could do it. He would whore them out. But he knew he would need some help. He would need to "numb" them down. He needed to obtain some numbing agents.

It didn't take him long to obtain what he needed. He was savvy; he knew where to go to get the agents.

He obtained quantities of stimulants and aphrodisiacal agents, and began giving them to his daughter and Ginger. At first he mixed them in drinks till the two women were stoned enough; then he had them to snort a powder form of the agents. The result was that his daughter and Ginger stayed bombed--and horny....

Bert watched as his first customer fucked Tammy. The man pumped his dick in her quim, frigging her good. Tammy was glassy-eyed and wore a stoned smile as the man humped her quiff. Bert also wore a smile. The man who was scewing his daughter had paid a goodly sum to him.

Tammy had her arms and legs wrapped around the man and was hunching her cunt to meet his thrusts. Her head was thrown back and she was gasping and panting.

Bert's prick grew stiff watching his daughter being frigged, watching the man's peter plunge in and out of her pussy. By the time the man shot his load in Tammy, Bert's cock was rigid and throbbing.

The man rolled off Tammy, and Bert took over. He threw his daughter's legs over his shoulders, clutched her big soft ass and stuffed his rock-hard dick up her cunt.

"Fuck!" he hissed. "Fuck, daughter, fuck!"

"Oh yes! Oh Daddy, give it to me! Fuck me! Fuck me, Daddy, fuck me!"

He screwed his young pretty daughter fast and hard, pumping his meat in her, pounding his prick in her quim.

"Oh yeah, hot fucking cum in you, baby!" he huffed. He grunted and growled as he emptied his balls in her, spewing a glob of semen in her pussy.

"Oh god, Jesus Christ--now!" she cried. "I'm cuming now! Cuming so fucking hot, so fucking good!"

Bert pulled his peter out. "She's hot as hell," he said to the man. "Fuck her again."

The man mounted Tammy and frigged her again. She bucked and humped and gasped as he hunched his dick in her, screwing her with lusty jabs.

"Oh, ah, I can't get enough," she panted. "Can't get enough cock. Oh god, keep fucking me, don't ever stop--I want to fuck forever. I want a prick fucking me every day, every night, every minute. I want a prick stuffed in me all the time."

The man poured it in her, spurting cum up her cunt.

As soon as the man rolled off, Bert grabbed his daughter, turned her over, pulled her up on her knees and pushed his peter between her rumpmounds. "Ah yes, up your ass, baby," he hissed. "Up your sweet-fucking ass."

He pushed and heaved his dick, digging it up his daughter's big soft butt. "Goddamn, you're tight as hell," he huffed. "You've got the tightest ass I've ever fucked."

"Oh, oh god, oh Daddy," she gasped as he stuffed his big hard prick up her rump.

"Screwing your ass, baby," he grunted. "Oh yeah--screwing that sweet tight ass. Goddamn, I'm gonna have you fucked every day. Gonna have cocks fucking your cunt, your mouth, your ass, every day."

"Oh, ah, I want it, Daddy. Oh, Jesus Christ, I want cock! I want it every day."

"You're gonna get it, baby," he said. "Every day--and every night." He gave a mighty heave and rammed every inch of his cock up his daughter's ass....

Bert stroked his dick in satisfaction as he watched the three men fuck his daughter and Ginger. The men had given him a nice sum, and Bert was pleased as punch. He knew he had a gold mine in his daughter and Ginger, and he intended to mine them for all they were worth. They're going to make me rich, he thought. How lucky can you get. Two hot young pretty women who'll do anything I want.

He looked at the three man screwing Ginger and his daughter. One man was pumping his peter in Ginger's quim as another slid his prick in her mouth. She had a glazed look in her eyes.

Tammy was on her hands and knees and a man was humping her from behind. She had a glassy-eyed, stoned look.

Bert went to his daughter and guided his cock to her mouth. He pushed it forward and grunted with the sensation as it slid between her soft warm lips. He clutched her head and began fucking her mouth.

Ah, it doesn't get any better than this, he thought as he pumped his dick in his daughter's mouth. It sure as hell beats working for a living.

Even though it was a big house, noise travelled, he could always hear the children, and some nights, later, when the kids were asleep or at the grandparents, he could hear the sound of Karen and John fucking. Peter tried not to listen, but Karen was quite vocal, especially recently, often screaming obscenities; normally Karen never swore, and was very strict about the boys using bad language. The fact that Karen never swore made it all the more erotic when she did. She was very attractive; in fact, they both were, John was big, well built; Karen slim but slightly over weight, yet still very good looking. Peter had often fantasised about them, wanking as he listened to them fucking, as he lay alone at night in his room. However nothing had ever happened, Peter, despite living with them for three years, was still shy and awkward in their presence, and to be honest, he found Karen a little bit intimidating.

Anyway, better get on, as he dragged his thoughts back to the essay, right just pop to the bathroom, and then another hour, and I'll call it a day he told himself. He walked out of his room, and went down the stairs to the first floor, where the bathroom was located. He turned the bathroom door handle to see if it was locked, no, its open, and walked in, and there in front of was Karen, naked, drying her wet skin off. He froze speechless, as Karen looked up, yet instead of screaming or telling him to get out, or even covering herself, she stood there, fully naked, exposed. After a few seconds, she smiled and said "enjoying the view?"

This snapped Peter back into reality, he stammered his apologises, and rapidly retreated out of the door, closing it after himself, and almost ran back to his room, his face red with embarrassment. Once Peter had settled down, he thought about what he'd just seen, his landlady naked, and not only naked, she hadn't even attempted to cover that nakedness, and her pussy, it was smooth, shaven, that image above all else was fixed in his mind. Even though he was still feeling the effects of his embarrassment, his cock was rapidly hardening as the mental image of his landlady swam through his mind. He turned to his computer and closed the word document, and then opened his thumbnail viewer and moved into his folders where his porn was. He stood up, and undid is trousers, letting them fall and then settled back into his chair, his hand now wanking his cock as he looked at the pictures, in his mind, he imaged they were Karen.

For a few days, Peter managed to avoid seeing Karen, when he finally did run into her; he began to blush and go very red and was even more awkward than normal. Karen had asked him if he was ok, and smiled knowingly. All he could do was blush even redder and then retreat to the refuge of his room. Well the essay had been completed, and handed in and now he could relax a little. But not too much, because he really must get a job, didn’t what sort, just any job. He needed money and he needed to start getting back up to date with is rent. He'd filled in a housing benefit claim form, and they'd told it would take at least 12 weeks, and now it was 12 weeks and they were saying another two to three weeks. So, off too the jobcentre and see what's available. Peter came downstairs to the first floor, just before the bathroom, he suddenly came to halt in surprise, John, Karen's husband, was coming out of the bathroom, drying his hair, but that wasn't what made Peter come to such a sudden halt. John was stark naked, and not only start naked, but his cock was standing half erect.

"Oh hi Peter, sorry about this, left my dressing gown in the bedroom, and there was only one towel" announced John, but instead of moving pass Peter towards his and Karen's room, he stood there in front of Peter, blocking the passage way.

Peter mumbled a reply that it was "ok".

"Right, actually while you here, Karen asked me to talk to you about the rent; to be honest we're getting concerned about it" John told Peter, at the same time one his hands moved and started caressing his cock. Peter's eyes caught the motion.

"Sorry, I am trying, I'll get in touch with the Benefits people, they told me I should have some money bye now...I'll ring them again." Peter tailed of, his mind distracted by what Johns hand was doing.

John was standing there naked, unabashed, his cock now erect, his hand sliding up and down his shaft as he openly wanked it. Peter could not take his eyes off it, god it was the biggest cock he'd ever seen, though wonder Karen made so much noise, its wonder she wasn't screaming the house down he thought.

"Ok, well sorry but that's not enough, we're both getting a bit fed up, it's not that we don't like you, you're a great guy Peter, and good a lodger, and we like having you here, but three months rent is a lot of money" John told him. "You can't even tell us if and when you can start paying again, so Karen and I had a chat, and basically Peter, you've got two choices, either pack your bags and get out, or take it up the arse".

Peter stood there, speechless, his brain not wanting to accept what he'd just heard, and not just the words, but the open and forthright way in which they were said, yet despite his surprise, he could not drag his eyes away from Johns cock, Christ it was so big. John had made jokes about this before, at least Peter had assumed they'd been jokes, and hadn't he'd fantasised about this very thing, perhaps they'd guessed somehow, had Karen told John about the bathroom incident, he wondered.

John could see the surprise in Peter face, however, he also could see that Peter was not shocked by the suggestion, the direction and intensity of Peter's gaze told him that Karen had been right, he did play for both sides. "Right, it's up to you, but if you staying, your arse is ours, starting now, either get on your knees, now, or start packing" commanded John, he paused for a second and then repeated his command "now get on your knees".

Peter hesitated, "I errr...."

"I'm not fucking interested in excuses, now get on you knees or get out", John cut him off.

John was now standing right in front of Peter, whose back was now up against the wall, John's hands were placed on his hips, and his hips thrust slightly forward, making is massive erection even more pronounced. Slowly Peter lowered himself down onto his knees, he had to move his head to one side to avoid John's cock, but Johns hand reached out and stopped the movement, and now the cock was pressed against Peters face. Peter knew what was required; he adjusted his position and opened his mouth, and let his lips slide over the massive cock head.

John placed hands behind Peter's head, and then pushed his cock into Peter's mouth; and began to pump it back and forth, slowly and shallow at first, almost like little jerks. Peter's lips were forced open and stretched wide. God, I've never had something so big my mouth, he thought, still struggling to accept John’s size. He began to push his tongue against Johns bell end, pressing against it each time it was pushed into his mouth, he heard John make a satisfied grunt each time. Now the thrust were a bit deeper, each time pushing in about a third of the length of the cock, but even then it was filling his mouth to bursting, and Peter was struggling to move is tongue when it was in. After a few minutes John changed his motion again, this time he made some rapid pumping thrusts, and then pulled back and held it, allowing Peter to flick and slide his tongue over the end of his cock.

John told him "Hmmmm fuck you're good, oh Christ you’re a good cocksucker....uuurrrg" losing coherence and tailing of into a groan. He took a firm grip of Peters head, pumping away, pauses, and then pumping away, until Peter could feel john muscles tensing up, and then suddenly, John thrust his cock hard, forcing its way in deeper, then he pulled it out, before Peter could catch his breath, John thrust forward again, pushing Peters head against the wall, face fucking him hard. He kept thrusting back and forward, almost making Peter choke, until as John cock came forward again, Peter felt the first warm, thick, taste of spunk spurt into his mouth. John let out a long groan, he pulled back and thrust forward again, another spurt of spunk pumped into Peter mouth, causing John to groan even louder and Peter to swallow, there was no where else for it to go. Again and again John pumped his cock in and out of Peter mouth, each time making more spunk spurt into his mouth; some had dribbled out of the side of his mouth. Slowly Johns pumping grew slower and shallower, and he relaxed his grip.

"Fuck that was something, you dirty cock sucker, and you swallowed it too, dirty little cunt" he told Peter.

Peter would like to have replied that he hadn't been given the choice, but he was still sucking on John semi hard cock.

Just then they both heard "urrhhhh ummmmm, I see you boys are having fun together, how naughty of you to start without me". Both men turned their heads to look in the direction of the voice, although Peter was restricted by the cock still in his mouth, still quite hard, but he could just see. Karen was standing there, leaning against the wall, in her power business suit; although even with a cock in his mouth, he noticed that the skirt was a lot shorter than it normally was.

"Fuck, Karen, he can suck cock like a pro, almost has good as you"

"Really, well I hope he can lick a pussy as well as he sucks cock" she replied. She walked over to the two men, "let's go into the bedroom and find out shall we?"

John let his cock slip out of Peter's mouth, and then offered him a hand and pulled him up off his knees. Peter followed John and Karen into their bed room.

"Sit over there John" she indicated the chair, "and come here Peter".

Peter did as he was told, and Karen placed her arm around him and then placed her lips over his mouth, and began to kiss him and suck over his mouth, his own mouth opened in response, she pushed her deep tongue inside his mouth. At the same time she pressed her body against his erection in is trousers. She kissed him long and slow, when she finally pulled away, licking the trace of semen of Peters face, her hand came down and squeezed his crouch.

"Hmmmmm I love the taste of spunk in another mans mouth, now take off your clothes Peter and lets see what we have here" giving his crouch another squeeze.

Peter took his clothes off, a bit self-consciously but with little hesitation. Karen remained standing, hands on hips, watching him, and so was John, sitting there naked, in the corner. Soon Peter was standing there in front of his landlords naked.

"Hmmm nice, very nice, give me a twirl" commanded Karen.

Peter did has he was told.

"Nice isn't he John, what do you think of his arse?"

"Cute, looks nice and tight" John replied. Peter blushed.

Karen gripped her short skirt and began pulling it up around her hips, Peter gasped when he saw that underneath she was naked except for her stockings and suspenders, simple, black ones, yet extremely sexy. Karen smiled at Peter's very obvious reaction, men are so easy to please she thought.

"Hmmm you like" she asked? Peter simply nodded his head in reply.

"You've been thinking about my pussy, haven't you?"

Again Peter just nodded his head.

"Well then, get on the bed, on your back" she ordered. Peter did has he was told and settled back. He looked over has he felt the bed shift as Karen kneeled on the bed, and then lifted her leg over his body, and straddled him, so that she was astride his chest. She lowered herself down onto him so that her pussy was pressing against his chest and began to rock her hips back and forth, rubbing it against Peter's skin. Slowly she shifted her knees and moved herself up his body, keeping her pussy in contact with his body all the time. He could feel her wetness on his skin. She rubbed it against his chin, but then raised herself up, so that her pussy was several inches above his face, his nostrils were filled with the scent of her arousal.

"Enjoying the view" he heard Karen say, and then she began to lower her now very wet pussy down onto Peter face, his mouth opened to meet her. His eyes closed as her wet cunt lips settled onto his mouth, and he kissed it, sucking, drawing in her juices into his mouth, relishing the taste on his lips and tongue, and then pushing his tongue into her cunt, pushing it in as deep as it would go, at the same time he felt Karen push down. He licked his tongue around, trying to get it in as deep as he could, and the slid it back out and licked around her pussy lips before sliding it back in again as deeply as before, he kept this up, repeating the process. Karen hands came down and twisted into his hair, he could hear her cries and groans, her thighs gripped his head, relaxed and the tensed up again.

He shifted his position slightly so that he could place his mouth over her clit, and then he kissed it, and then sucked on it, pulling it into his mouth, above Karen groans grew louder, and her grip tighter. Peter sucked on her clit, probed it with is tongue and then nibbled it with is teeth, brining Karen to her first orgasm, the pain of Karen's grip on his hair was almost unbearable, and her downward pressure momentary smothered him, preventing him from breathing for what seamed like minutes. Slowly Karen's grip relaxed, but she did not lift herself of, so Peter carried on, licking, sucking and gently nibbling, while she stroked his head.

Karen suddenly she lifted herself up, rising her thigh, and swivelled around, so that she was now facing the other way, and lowered herself back down, giving Peter view of both her holes, she shuffled herself so that her cunt was back on Peters mouth, but the new position meant that his noise was now firmly between her big round cheeks, and a faint musky aroma began to combine with the sweet smell of her pussy. He felt a hand grip is very hard cock, in fact so hard that it was almost painful. Then he felt rougher, firmer hands grips his ankles, he could feel his legs being pushed back, right back, the hand holding his cock let go, and then he felt another pair of hands grip and hold onto his ankles, and the rougher one released there grip.

Peter felt something touch him between what were now very exposed cheeks, it was something cold, wet and slippery, he felt it push in between his cheeks, and he realised that it was John's fingers, sliding lubricant between his cheeks. Peter tried to relax, as the finger began to probe his arse, and pushing in, deep, then it went away for a second. Then it was back but this time, it was two, and not too gentle either, but pleasant enough. Ever this since an ex-girlfriend talked Peter into being tied up and dildo-fucked, he'd enjoyed something long and hard in his arse, mind the size of what was coming made him shiver, and had he'd not been down under Karen cunt he might have ran away, but perhaps not. The fingers where still pumping his arse, he'd stopped licking for the moment, but Karen was rocking back and forth, rubbing herself over his mouth and noise. Again the fingers were pulled away, but this time something much bigger and harder replaced them.

It was now pushing between his arse cheeks, spreading them, it rested against his arsehole for a second, then the pushed forward, the pressure building up as it forced its way into Peter tight arsehole. With the pressure came pain, building up, until he was crying out loudly, yet muffled by Karen's cunt, in his mind he was screaming ooohhh Goood take it out take it out its too big. The cock pushed in and then stopped, allowing Peter to get use to it, for the intensity of the pain to lessen. Again he felt hands swap there grip, and then Karen shifted her position, leaning forward, allowing Peter to breath more freely for a second, then he felt her hand wanking his cock, and then her lips on his cock.

At that moment, he felt the pressure building again, as John pushed his cock in, meeting resistance, he pulled back and then pushed in again, and causing Peter to cry out, but neither Karen nor John took any notice. John now started pumping his cock back forward, fucking slowly into Peter, with each forward pump, going in a bit deeper, and causing him to cry out each time. However the pain was lessoning as he became used to Peters size, and with the sensations caused my Karen's lips sliding up and down his cock, it was exquisite. Peter returned his attention to Karen's pussy and clit, and began to lick, nibble and kiss between thrust of Johns cock. Peter managed to work one of his arms around and began to finger Karen’s anus.

He could not tell how much of Johns huge cock was in him, it felt like all of it, but he guessed that it couldn't be much more than half its length, but he could feel John pumping faster and faster, while Karen was practically swallowing him whole, he didn't think he was going to last much longer. A thought came into his head and he reached up with is hand, Karen's cheeks were spread exposing her own anal rosebud, and Peter began to push and probe it with finger, while licking her pussy, which was quite an achievement considering the position he was in. He pushed his finger in, and felt rather than heard Karen's grunt of surprise. She pushed back a little to meet his thrusting finger. Peter tried to concentrate on fucking his finger in and out of Karen's arse, but the combination of John cock shafting him and Karen's sucking where just too much for him, and let himself fall back, abandoning himself the twin sources of pleasure sweeping over him.

He could feel is own orgasm building up, and suddenly he was there, he groaned out loudly, and began to pump his spunk into Karen's mouth, and like Peter earlier, she continued to suck and swallow, drawing out the orgasm, so much so that it almost bordered upon painful. John, sensing Peter's orgasm was beginning to pump faster, making long hard thrust, fucking his cock deep into Peter's rectum, using Peter's legs to pull himself into him. He was surprised that Peter could take him, Karen couldn't despite, being into anal fucking, he'd see if eventually Peter could take his whole length and with that thought John lost himself in his own orgasm and for the second time, filled Peter with his spunk.

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Jason started the fire, and awaited his friends to join him at the campsite for another meeting of the Erotic Stories Committee.  He heard the bushes rustle, and thought they all were making their way through when he heard someone whisper to him, “Jace!  Jace, over here!” the voice called out.

 

            Jason finally spotted where it was coming from, and headed towards that part of the campsite.  “Dave?  David, is that you?” Jason called out to him.

 

            “Yeah dude.” David answered.  Jason finally spotted him inside a bunch of bushes.

 

            “What’s wrong dude?”

 

            “I’ve got a problem man.” David said.

 

            “It finally fell off eh?” Jason jokingly asked.

 

            “Shut up.  I was supposed to go tonight, but I’m blocked.  I haven’t written a story all week.”  David explained.

 

            “Oh that sucks.”

 

            “I know.  What can I do?” David anxiously questioned.  Before Jason could reply, he heard the giggling of Erin and Alicia as they came through to the campsite together.  David and Jason came out to join them.

 

            “Hey guys!  Who’s up tonight?” Erin asked.

 

            “Ummm…” David stuttered.

 

            “Guys, I’ve got a story that I’ve been meaning to get off my chest for a while.  If it’s alright with Dave, can I take your place tonight?” Jason asked.

 

            “Hell yeah!” David cheered, “I mean…ummm, sure.”   Everyone took their seats around the campsite, and listened anxiously to Jason tell his story.

 

            “If you knew that your child was keeping a dangerous secret from you, and you found out about it.  What would you do?  What lengths would you go through to get them to change?  My story tonight is my real story.  The story of what happened to me before this group even came about.  Submitted for the approval…of the Erotic Stories Committee…I call this story…”

 

 

The Tale of Jason Lewis

 

 

Janet Lewis is a mother of three.  Two boys, and one daughter; she’s a single mother working, and right now she was heading off to work, but before she could leave she had to check in on her eldest son Jason to make sure he was alright before she left.  She’d never let her other kids know, but Jason was her favorite child.  As much as she hated to admit that to herself, she knew it to be true.  Janet called for her son, but didn’t get an answer, so she decided to go to his room, and see if he was there.

 

          As Janet loomed closer to her son’s door, she could hear a lot of heavy panting, and moaning from his room.  Her heart began to pound in fear that maybe her son was having sex with a girl in his room.  Her fear instantly turned to anger as she thought to herself ‘How dare he have sex in my house!’

 

          Even still, she progressed forward to his bedroom door, and knocked on it.  She heard several more grunts, and then finally, a response, “Yes?” her son questioned.

 

          “Jason, what are you doing in there?” she asked, binging on yelling.

 

          “N-nothing mom.  D-do you need me or something?” Jason replied.

 

          “No, I just wanted to let you know I was leaving for work.” She answered, as she went to turn the doorknob on her son’s door.  Jason didn’t realize that he hadn’t locked his door, and his mother walked in to see him naked behind his best friend Trent fucking him in the ass.  Janet paused in dead shock at the sight.  Jason and Trent quickly shot up, and fumbled around for their clothes as they both tried to apologize incessantly and simultaneously.  “Oh My God!” Janet lightly whispered, and covered her mouth to keep from puking.  She quickly rushed out of her son’s room, and headed out the door for work.

          Jason fell back onto the bed, and covered his face with his hands.  Knowing that he was in deep when his mom came back home.  Not only was he having sex in his mother’s house, but it was with a guy, and it was unprotected, and she caught them.  As the day went on, Jason continued to think of reasons as to why he would be in more trouble.  All he could do was fear what would happen later that day.  He wasn’t even sure if he knew how to explain what happened to his mother.

 

          “My baby, I can’t believe it.  My son is gay!” Janet finally screamed out as she got into the car on her way home from work.  She tried her best to block out the events she witnessed earlier today.  First, she turned on the radio to her favorite station, but it didn’t help as they were discussing Gay History, and all the contributions made my people of homosexual or lesbian preference.  Janet quickly changed the station, but the song that was playing was by Elton John, who is an out-of-the-closet homosexual.  She changed the station again, and there was a debate on the standings of Gay Marriage.  The debate was so intense that Janet couldn’t believe how much people hated the idea of homosexual couples.

 

          Her stomach doubled over, she couldn’t believe the anguish she was feeling because if her son was gay, it meant that a lot of people around the world would hate him, or take away many of his rights and liberties.  No matter what, she wouldn’t let that happen.  She had to help her son.  She had to change him.  No matter what, she had to make him change his ways, so that society would accept him, and not hate him for his sexual preference.  After going through many scenarios in her head, there was one that continued to pop into her mind, ‘Fuck him!  Fuck him yourself!’

 

          Janet nearly shouted at herself to let that thought out of her head, but it continued to rear it’s ugly head until she got to the house.  By this time, she wasn’t even sure if it was her mind talking or her body.  Jason was her favorite.  By now, his sister was at her friends’ house, and his younger brother was asleep.  She could easily get to him, but no. No…no…no.  It was wrong to even think this way, it was terribly wrong, but she had to save her son at all costs.  Janet hurried into the house, and put her things down.  When she entered the living room, she found her son sitting on the couch in front of the television.

 

          Janet copped a seat next to her son, and for a few moments, they sat in silence.  Finally, Jason broke the awkward moment, “Mom, I’m sor-”

          “Are you gay?” Janet interrupted.

 

          “I…”Jason’s voice cracked, “I-I think so.” He managed out.  Janet hung her head in sadness.

 

          “So…you have sex with guys?” she asked, “Has any of them ever…” she paused, “You know?”

 

          Jason felt his head hang in admitting this to his mother, “Yes Mom.  I’ve been screwed up the ass before.” He mustered out.  Janet turned her head away from her son.  Anger and guilt flooded her face.  Tears were trying to break through, but she fought them off.

 

          “Who?” she asked.

 

          “Mom?” Jason complained, but Janet sternly looked at him awaiting a reply.

 

          Jason could barely get the words out as he said them, “Uncle Marcus.” He admitted.  

 

          “What??!!” Janet flew into a rage behind her son’s words.  She couldn’t believe her own brother had fucked her son.  And ultimately made him this way.  “Jason, I’m sorry.  I really am.  I…I don’t know what to say.” Janet finished. She covered her face with her hands, and hunched over.

 

          “Please don’t be mad Mom.  I’ll do anything, just please don’t be mad at me.” Jason pleaded.

 

          Janet raised herself up, and removed her hands from her face, “I’m not mad Jason, but…I don’t know if I like this.  You should know how hard it is for someone who’s homosexual to get ahead in life.  Do you really want to be held back just because of your sexual preference?” Janet asked.

 

          “No…I guess not.”

 

          “Well, then…we’re just going to have to do something about it.” Janet stated, “Have you ever looked at a woman, or been with a woman Jason?”

 

          “Only once.” Jason replied.

          “What happened?” Janet asked.

 

          “I’d rather not say.” Jason replied.

 

          “Ok, well.  What if we tried to get you to try it again?” Janet suggested.

 

          “With who?”

 

          Janet stalled on his question for minutes on end.  Her morality told her that what she wanted to say was against everything she knew, but curiosity was getting the better of her in that moment, and before she could hold it back, she said it, “With me.”

 

          Jason’s eyes widened at his mother’s suggestion, and as he looked at her; he could see she was serious.  “But…Mom?”

 

          “You did it with your Uncle, why not me?” Janet stated.  Jason looked over the figure of his mother. She was a statuesque woman with a full wide bosom, a tight abdomen, and a luscious plump butt that he was looking at intently in this moment.  His mother was only 32 years old, and still had a rather sleek figure.  Jason felt his dick rise in his pants at the thought of it.  It was obvious that the thought of fucking his own mother had intrigued him severely.  Janet started to remove her clothes in front of her son.  First her black halter-top, revealing the shapely curves of her 42C size breasts.  Jason felt his dick leap in his pants.

 

          Then, Janet slipped out of her black knee length skirt to show off the sultry shape of her defined hips and legs.  She stood in front of him in nothing, but her white lace bra and panties, which looked incredibly alluring to her son.  Jason’s heart was pounding loudly in his ear.  He began to tremble all over involuntarily.  Janet strutted closer to her son seductively.  Making sure she accentuated ever curvature of her body as she did so.  Jason sat on the couch in shorts.  Janet tugged at the shorts until they were around Jason’s ankles.  He was in too much shock to stop now, and he had to agree that he was enjoying this experience.

 

          Janet fell to her knees before her son and clenched his throbbing penis in her hand.  She licked from the shaft up to the head, and then completely engulfed his young cock.  Jason’s body shook in massive delight.  It was a miracle that he didn’t blow his load right there.  Janet sucked dick like a pro.  Her tongue skills put many of the guys Jason fooled around with to shame.  But this…this was his very own mother.  His mother was sucking his cock as if she didn’t know him.  As if it were life or death.  Jason placed his hand on the back of his mother’s head and fed her his cock.  His eyes rolled to the back of his head from the suction she was giving him.  Jason reached down, and pulled one of his mom’s tits out of her bra, and cupped it.  Janet’s nipples were the softest things he’d ever felt in his life.  Her areolas were dark and gorgeous.  Looking at them nearly sent Jason over the edge.  The realization that he was fondling his mother was almost too much to bear. 

 

          Janet finally pulled her mouth off of her son’s cock, and stood up.  Jason looked up at her intently.  Knowing somewhere that this was wrong, but still hoping it would go further.  Janet removed her bra completely, and then slipped out of her panties.  She bent down, and grabbed her son’s hard dick, then looked him square in the eye.  “Would you like to fuck me?” she asked.

 

          Jason could barely breathe, much less talk.  He muttered out, “Ye-yes, so very much.”

 

          Janet squeezed his cock a little more, “Do you really want to fuck me? Do you really want to fuck your own mother?” she asked him.  Jason could only grunt a reply.  “Would you cum in me, would you impregnate your own mother?” Janet asked seductively.  Her vice grip on her son’s dick at him biting his bottom lip trying to keep from exploding his load all over the living room.  Janet released her son’s dick, and moved towards the couch.  She laid down, and spread her legs wide for her son.  “Go ahead, fuck it!’ Janet stated. 

 

          Jason pulled out of his shorts, and hurried on top of his mother.  His dick raged in agony to get inside of her.  Without much hesitation, Jason slipped his 9-inch dick inside of his mother, and didn’t waste any time fucking her.  Janet squealed at her son’s penetration.  Jason grunted fiercely as his dick stabbed and thrust his mother’s supple wet pussy.  Jason mouth found his mother’s breasts; he sucked them like he was a baby again.  His dick felt like home inside his mother’s twat.  Janet squeezed her son’s ass to force him inside of her further.  “Oh yeah!  Fuck yeah!” Janet screamed, “Fuck your mother baby!  Fuck the pussy you came out of!”

 

          Janet’s encouragement only added fuel to the already blazing fire inside of Jason.  He proceeded to ravish his mother like a common street-whore.  Feeding her his cock rapidly, and then teasing her with it.  “Oh shit!  Damn, this pussy tight!” Jason screamed.  He grabbed his mother’s legs, and put them over his shoulders.  He continued to fuck his mother sideways.  Her screams filling the room mixed with Jason’s satisfied moans.  He fucked his mother so hard it was almost to the point of raping her.  Jason’s grabbed her by her hair, and plundered her with his cock.  Her pussy squeezed his cock like no man’s ass ever had before.

 

          Janet’s nails were digging into her son’s back fiercely, and he still wasn’t letting up.  Janet offered even more encouragement as Jason began to slow down.  They locked eyes momentarily, and Janet said to her son, “I want you to cum in me.  Don’t stop until you’ve got every last drop out.  I want you to get me pregnant.” She said.

 

          Jason nodded as he picked up the pace and fucked his mother to her hearts content.  He could feel her pussy tightening around his cock as she received her orgasm.  The feel of it sent Jason over the edge.  His balls tightened and he began to fill his mother with every bit of semen he had in his body.  They both screamed loudly at the same time.  Jason wasn’t sure if he could even get his mother pregnant, but he sure didn’t mind trying.  It must’ve been 9 or 10 full-bodied spurts of cum that went into Janet from her son.  He finally relaxed on her chest, and slowly slipped his dick out of her sopping cunt. 

 

          For both of them, there was never anything that had ever felt that good.  They both couldn’t contain it, and the emotion brought both of them to tears.

“Oh my god, what have I done?” Janet said aloud through her tears.

 

          “It’s okay Mom.  I really enjoyed it.” Jason said trying to comfort his mother.

 

          “I know baby.” Janet replied trying to compose herself, “But we can’t ever do this again, you know that, right?” she asked.

 

          Deep down Jason probably knew it was true, but didn’t want to admit it, and his face showed that.  “But what if I….” Janet knew what he was going to say, so she cut him off right there.

 

          “You didn’t get me pregnant.” She said, “I’ve been on the pill for a long time.  You don’t have to worry.”  Jason’s head hung in sadness.  Maybe it was wrong, but secretly he wanted to inseminate his mother.  He wanted her to have his child, as sick as that may sound.  “I hope I helped you though.”  Janet said.

 

          “Yeah Mom, I think you did.  But I feel bad because I wasn’t entirely truthful with you.” Jason stated.

 

          “What do you mean?”

 

          “I’m not really gay Mom.  I’m Bi.” Jason stated.

 

          “So you’ve had sex with girls more than once?” Janet asked.

 

          “Yes, but now I don’t think I’ll be able to.  Every girl I sleep with will remind me of you.” Jason said.

 

          “If it keeps you from being outcast and ridiculed, then that’s fine by me.  But you can never tell anyone what happened, ok?” Janet asked.

 

          “Sure mom.  I love you.”

 

          “I love you too son.”

 

 

The End

 

 

         

 

The entire campsite sat in amazed silence.  All of their faces completely pale with unbelievable excitement.  Finally, Erin broke the silence, “Wow.”

 

            “Yeah, that pretty much sums it up for me too.” David joined in.

 

            “That was a really powerful story Jace.” Alicia admitted.

 

            “Yeah definitely.” Erin chimed.

 

            “Thanks guys!  I finally feel comfortable enough to share it with you.” Jason stated.

 

            “Just one question, because I’ve seen your Mom; have you two had sex again since then?” David asked.

 

            “No.” Jason plainly answered.  He stood up, and grabbed the bucket of water, and poured it over the flame.  “ I declare this meeting of the Erotic Stories Committee closed.  Til next time guys.”

 

 

At long last the naughty little brat walked through the door. She bounded in as though nothing was wrong, chattering about her day, happy as a lark. Once she saw the stern look on my face she realised that she was in trouble.

"W-what's wrong, Uncle Pat? Have I been bad?" she quipped as I took a step closer to her.

I could smell the fear rising within her once she realised that this was no joking matter. "Just where the hell do you think you've been young lady?" I asked as she froze in her tracks before me.

Gone now was the happy care free smile as she bowed her head, her lower lip starting to quiver as the fear took over.

"Explain yourself this instant, Krissy" I started. Raising my voice just enough to let her know I meant business.

"W-what? I was just at my friends house is all," she began to say but I cut her off in mid sentence by grabbing her by the arms and spinning her around so that she now had her back to me.

Pulling her close to me a snarled in her ear. "At your friend’s house? Did I not give you instructions to come straight home? Did I not teach you properly the importance of letting me know where you are at all times?"

Krissy's head was now slung low, looking at her patent leather buckle shoes. Although Krissy worked full time, I made her dress as if she was still going to school. Along with the shoes, she was only allowed out of the house in white knee socks, red tartan pleated mini skirt and plain white button front dress shirts. I decided to leave the bra and panties up to her. She could wear what ever she liked under her clothes but my gentile persuasion saw her choosing her white ruffed panties over anything else she had in her collection.

"I... I'm sorry, Uncle Pat," she squeaked out in an almost inaudible hushed tone. I could tell she was starting to cry knowing all too well what was to come next.

"Huh," I uttered in disgust as I pushed her away from me and onto to couch. "You know that sorry just isn't good enough anymore, Krissy.”

Krissy landed on the couch face down, hiding her crying eyes in her hands.

"Get up" I bellowed. I wanted her to know by the tone of my voice that she was indeed going to be punished for her tardiness... Again.

Slowly, Krissy raised herself off the couch and approached me with much apprehension. "Are... Are you going to spank me again, Uncle Pat?" She asked even though she already knew the answer.

"I might but that is for me to decide, naughty girl" I answered.

Sometimes I did leave her clothes on when I spanked her. It was easy to get at her full bottom seeing how she was only allowed to wear mini skirts but tonight I wanted things to go a little differently. Like I said before, I was going to up the ante this time around. I had noticed how well her tits had filled out over the past few years and it was time they received the attention they deserved.

"Strip naughty girl" I ordered as she trembled before me.

"Yes, Uncle Pat" Krissy replied in an almost robotic fashion. She had well become used to this drill over the past few years since I had allowed her to move in with me.
As her shirt fluttered from her upper body, landing at her feet, I marvelled to myself just how nice her tits did look. Even as they were held up by her lace trimmed cotton bra, pushing them together just enough to show what beautiful cleavage she has. Her hardening nipples strained against the fabric as they begged to be freed. As Krissy moved to unclasp her bra I calmly stopped her.

"No Krissy, leave it on. Take off everything accept your panties and bra." I instructed, leaving her a little puzzled as she unzipped her skirt and let it fall. I had to admit that she did look cute standing there in just her bra, panties, knee socks and shoes. "Okay naughty girl. Take off your bra and show me how much of a big girl you have become" I said, knowing it would make her happy. She quickly shed her bra allowing her aching sore nipples to be free to become even harder in the open air.

Without her expecting it, I reached out and gripped both of Krissy's hard nipples between my thumb and finger. Pinching and twisting her already aching nipples, causing her to recoil in sudden pain and shock.

"Oowww" She cried as I tightened my grip, refusing to let her get away.

"You know Krissy. I've ignored you titties for much too long. Your wet little pussy and ass are the only things I should be playing with" I warned her as she continued to wince in pain and try to get away from me. The harder she struggled the harder I squeezed. Of course when I did fuck Krissy, I did squeeze her tits and suck on her tight nipples but up until now I had not included them in her usual punishment. What Krissy didn't know was that earlier in the day I had gone on a little shopping trip.

Earlier in the day I headed down to our favourite adult sex shop and purchased two different sets of nipple clamps. One set is rather blunt that I had planned on using to train Krissy's nipples. To get her used to the feeling. My intention is to have here wear this set of chained clamps when ever she was in the house. They are rather discrete looking so depending how they worked out I might have her wear them all the time, even at work.

The second set look much more menacing and would surely have her begging me to take them off, which I wont. This set came with weights that can be attached to the much thicker, heavier chain. Krissy was not going to like these very much but that was the point. Punishment is not suppose to feel good. It is meant to teach. The problem with Krissy is that she just would not learn.

While out I also stopped by a fabric store and bought several lengths of thin satin rope that I planned to use to tie up her lovely tits. This would add that extra bit of pressure making her nipples even more responsive to the weighted clamps.

"Aaaaghhh" Krissy cried out when I finally did let go of her stiff sore nubs.

"Now go get into your corner, you little slut" I commanded.

"Are you going to make me wait very long?" Krissy whined as she gently stoked her aching red nipples.

Without hesitation I slapped her pantied ass as hard as I could. I know that she probably couldn't feel it very much through her ruffled panties but I'm sure she got my sentiment. "Do you dare whine at me, you little bitch?! Now do as you're told... MOVE... NOW!" I shouted at, pointing to her corner.

"B-But, Uncle Pat" Krissy stammered. "I have to pee really bad. Can I go first?"

Krissy did have a problem with wetting herself but this was something I wanted her to work on, controlling herself. Several times she now she has come home soaking wet from peeing in her panties. "No, Krissy. No, you can't. You must learn to hold it like us grown-ups do" I explained much to her disliking...

"Ohhh" Krissy moaned know she would loose control of herself long before I let her use the toilet. Finally doing as she was told she went and stood in her corner.

"Forgetting something aren't we?" I questioned.

Knowing what I meant, Krissy pulled her panties down to her knees and stood silent facing the wall with her head down. I could see her starting to squirm already as her full bladder contracted, wanting to empty itself but I was having none of it. I was going to make her wait for at least 2 hours, even if she did pee all over the living room rug. It would be her mess to clean up. I might even leave the stain there to serve as a reminder to her and show her what a little control was.

I left her there to get things ready in the bedroom. Krissy did have her own room but most nights she slept with me, diapered and tied up in one way or another. On the bed I laid out all of the new toys I had acquired, as well as some of our old ones. One of my favourites was a big double ended thick rubber cock that I liked to fuck her with ass to ass with one end stuffed deep inside me with her on the other end. Krissy really liked it when I did this. I think it made her feel like we were more equal than master and slave with me getting my ass reamed out by the huge latex toy.

I took my time, showering and shaving my cock and balls. There was no room for hair in this house, hers or mine... I had come to love the feeling of a fresh blade gliding over my pubic mound. The sensation was so good that I often had to stop myself form cumming right there and then. Painstakingly, I made sure my cock, balls and ass were free of any stubble. Once this was done I checked the time to see that an hour had passed. Quietly I crept down the hall to check on Krissy. I didn't want her to know that I was close because she would think her corner time was over. It was good thing I did look because I popped my head around the corner just in time to see her once again lose control and begin to pee...

"Krissy!" I screamed at her from behind as the golden stream flowed freely onto her panties and my shag carpet.

"Aaaahhhh" She screamed in response, scaring her half way out of her skin.

"Look at the mess you're making! My god, Krissy! You really can't control yourself can you?"

Krissy was now sobbing openly feeling humiliated for peeing right there out in the open, and on MY rug of all places. She was still facing away from me with her hands on the wall. I had to admit to myself that she did look quite sexy with her bare ass jutting out from the soft curve of her back as her piss emptied from her body.

I quickly moved in behind her and laid down a flurry of hard spanks to her up turned ass. Smack, smack, smack...

"Ahhhgggghhh... Oh, Uncle Pat! I'm sooo sorry.... I can't stop it now," she tried to explain in a panicked voice as she continued to empty herself right there in front of me.

My slaps to her ass were causing her to move and splash her pee all over the place. I could even feel the splatters hitting my freshly shaved legs. I didn't care now. The mess was there so what was the point of making her stop. “Whap, Slap, Smack" rang out loud in the room as her ass quivered and shook, turning her soft white flesh to a bright pink with each hard spank. I slapped her so hard that one of them left an almost perfect imprint of my hand.

Krissy cried and trembled as her golden flow finally ebbed. She was covered in her own piss, her panties were sopping wet, catching the largest amount.

"Oh, Uncle Pat," she gritted through her teeth as I gave one last round of hard spanks.

"You think your ass hurts now, Lil' one?" I chimed. "This is nothing compared to what you’re about to get. Now move your ass, naughty girl, go run a bath so I can clean you up before I continue," I hollered at her.

She was very scared now and she should have been because the gloves were off this time. I wasn't about to show her any leniency tonight. As she began to move away from her corner she started to lower her wet piss fill panties, wanting to take them off but I had other ideas.

"No Lil' one, pull those back up. I want you to feel how wet you've made your panties.

"Uuuuhhh"... She groaned, but she did as she was told and pulled the sopping frilly bottomed panties back up her legs, covering her smooth pussy and now red ass.

I'm sure the piss only made the sting in her ass feel even worse, just as I had intended.

While Krissy readied her bath I was busy getting things ready on the bed. Years ago I spotted this bed in an antique market and I just had to have it. A solid black oak four post canopy bed that was built sometime around the turn of the century. Of course I add a few extras over the years. It was now equipped with several large brass rings that would allow me to run ropes through each to tie up who ever was willing in as many different positions that I could come up with. Krissy had become well versed in all of them over the past while. Some she liked and others, she did not.

"Is the water hot?" I called out to her.

"Yes, Uncle Pat. Can I get in now?" Krissy asked.

"No not just yet, Lil' one. Wait for me," I answered as I finished lining the brass rings with the thin rope I intended to tie her up with.

I couldn't make out what she was saying but I'm sure she was muttering some complaint about how much her pee soaked panties were irritating her sore ass. I didn't like it when she did this. It just showed me how much of a slutty little brat she really was. Most of the time she was easy to control but other times she was down right stubborn, forcing me to spank her time and time again.

With things ready and just the way I wanted them, I made my way down the hall and into the bathroom. Krissy was used to seeing me naked but tonight I was wearing something that took her by surprise. A pink pair of her lacy front thong panties.

"Hey?" she questioned "Those are mine"

With a stern look I reminded her that nothing in this house was really hers. I could do what ever I chose to. I could wear what ever I wanted, even if she "thought" it was hers. I did this so that she would understand this. I also put her tight little panties on because I loved the snug silky feeling against my shaved cock and balls.

"Don't you dare question me, Lil' one. I'll make the rules around here and your compliant will only make things worse. Now strip you naughty little bitch and get into that tub," I berated as her eyes averted mine.

She always did this when I gave her shit. I could tell that it humiliated her, embarrassed her and made her heart sink. Krissy was none too glad to be free of her sopping pee stained panties and began to lower herself into the hot soapy water.

"Aaaaaaah!" she grimaced as the waters temperature bit into her tender just spanked ass.

"Aaaww... What's the matter? Is the water too hot?" I said mockingly.

"Yes Uncle Pat. It huuuurts me so," she winced as she hovered over the surface, using her arms on the edges of the tub to support herself.

"Well that's just too bad Krissy, maybe you should have thought of this before you decided to wet yourself on my rug"...

With that I pushed her down into the hot water by placing my hands on her shoulders, losing her grip she simply fell into the bath, squeezing her eyes shut tight as the pain ripped through her. Soon enough though, she became used to the temperature and laid back feeling a little more relaxed as the soapy water soothed the piss covered skin. As per our usual routine, I had her lean forward to washed her back and her hair first before moving around to smooth the wash cloth over her plump tits. I don't know what it was but tonight I felt like paying a lot of extra attention to her tits and hard nipples.

"Mmmmm" Krissy sighed as I washer her soft tits.

"You like that don't you, Lil' one?" I asked.

"Oh yes, Uncle Pat, I just love it when you wash my titties for me," she cooed, wrinkling her nose in a very cute smile, arching her back to let her tits stand out proud from her body.

"Well, Lil' one, I have some special plans tonight for your big titties and nipples. I'm not going to tell you what I have in store for you, that is all part of the surprise.”

Still looking like the cute little girl that she is, Krissy pouted somewhat, sticking out her lower lip making her look the part of the little girl that lived within her.

Feeling I had paid enough attention to her tits I had her sit up on the edge of the tub so I could wash and shave her pouting full pussy. I made sure Krissy was shaved daily if not by me, she would see to this herself.. When I wasn't able to do this for her I always inspected her work to make sure she was kept hairless at all times. The slightest sign of stubble would not be accepted and the suitable punishment would ensue. This consisted of at least 50 pussy spanks with my riding crop. I new she hated this more than anything else so she always made sure that she never skipped a day and kept her pussy just how I expected.

"Spread your legs nice and wide for me, Lil' one" I ordered as I picked up her razor.

Krissy was incredibly nimble and I was always amazed at how much she could contort her body. It was nothing for her to pull her legs up over her head giving me full access to her exposed pussy and tiny little rose bud. I loved the way her rose but would wink at me when ever I had her tied up with her legs over her head.

Knowing she loved the feeling of a fresh razor smoothing across her pubic mound, I always took my time shaving her.

"Mmmmm... Oooohh that feeeels sooo nice, Uncle Pat" she cooed again.

"I'm glad you like it when I do this for you, Lil' one," I answered as I used my free hand to slip two fingers deep within her blood rich lips and into her wet pussy hole. This caused her eyes to roll back in her head as the lust swept over her filling her to the core with sexual desire. "I see you're just as wet on the inside as you are outside, Lil' one. Your pussy juice is soaking my fingers," I teased as she began to grind her hips down onto my invading fingers. "Now you're going to have to clean them off for me" I ended, retracting my two very wet fingers and offered them to her waiting lips.

Without hesitation, Krissy opened her mouth and took my two fingers in sighing out loud as her own pussy essence danced across her tongue.

"Mmmmm I taste sooo good, Uncle Pat. I can't wait to taste your cum too!" Krissy quipped with her sly little smile.

"You will, Lil' one. You will... But not just yet. Don't forget that you are still to be punished for pissing all over my rug" I cautioned her as I had her stand up and step out of the bath. Lovingly I dried every inch of her body. I had purposely washed some towels without fabric softener so that they would feel extra course as I dragged them across her tender skin.

Krissy wasn't expecting me to cuff her hands just yet so she was taken a little aback when I roughly spun her around and cuffed her wrist behind her. She also wasn't expecting me to blindfold her either. I wanted her to be in a total state of surprise the rest of the evening.

"Follow me, Lil' one I whispered into her ear as I once more squeezed her stiff nipples in my fingers, using the hard nubs to guide her back to the bedroom. I could tell by the way she was biting her lower lip that she had no idea what to expect and I could tell that her apprehension was growing...

Now in the bedroom, I lead Krissy to the foot of the bed and had her stand between the two upright tall black wooden posts. The foot board is quite low, reaching only her mid-thigh, just about the knee. The room was quite as neither no of us spoke. With her being blindfolded at the moment, hearing was her strongest sense. I wanted to raise her suspense levels by being able to move without her seeing. I wanted her to feel panicked and surprised when I spoke.

At one moment I could be whispering in her ear and the next I could be calling her from across the room. Taking away her sight was just another way for me to show her that I was in control of things. She would have no choice in what I did, where I was or where I touched her, or what I touched her with...

With quiet deliberation I retrieved the first of the ropes I had earlier laid out and secured her ankles to the foot of the posts.

"Spread," I said, indicating to her in one word telling her what I wanted her to do.

Using one word commands to instruct Krissy took away any intimate notions between us. This heightened awareness had Krissy obeying my commands without thought.

With her ankles now tightly bound with her arms still held behind her with the hand cuffs, she had to make sure she kept her balance. I stood back and watched her teetering and swaying as she struggled to remain in one spot. One wrong move or twitch might see her falling forward onto the bed or even backwards, which would more than likely have broken her ankles, they were bound that tight.

"Oh Uncle Pat, I'm having trouble standing up like..." Krissy started to complain.

I quickly cut her off in mid sentence with two sharp slaps to her still pink ass flesh Smack, Smack.

"Aaaaghhh," she cried as the force of my blows did knocker from her stance, forward onto the soft mattress in front of her.

Wanting her to understand what I expected from her, I laid myself across her back letting my body weight crush her into the mattress. This was a rather awkward position for her to be in with her ankles tied she was more or less bent in half and my body weight now on top of her, the strain in the backs of her thigh muscles was causing her much distress.

"Stay quite Lil' one... Do you understand?" I whispered directly into her ear from my position of being on top of her.

She only able to respond in short gasps as she struggled to pull air into her lungs with my weight crushing down on her compressing her entire upper body. "Ye- Yes" She gasped understanding how I wanted things.

I pulled myself up off of her and stood there looking at her now splayed ass for a moment or two before I moved on to secure her wrists. I gazed at her ass, it was spread so nice like this. Her full pussy lips shone in the light as her juices leaked freely from her excitement.

Seeing her like this had my cock straining against the tight fabric of her pink thong I was wearing, so much so that I could feel the thin back strip roughly pulling itself through my ass cheeks and scrapping at my own twitching man pussy. I like to call my ass hole this, it add my own sense of humiliation reminding me how much I love having either a rubber toy cock fucking me or even on occasion a real cock pounding at my centre.

Calling my ass my man pussy kept me on even terms with Krissy, reminding me that we were not all that different. I, too, liked to be controlled at times. I, too, liked having my freedom taken away as I was forced to surrender my body, ass, cock and mouth. Doing this allowed me the perspective that Krissy has and only made it easier for me to understand. It is my firm belief if you cannot take it, then you should not give it.

I watched her tremble for a few more minutes before moving around onto the bed in front of her. Leaning forward on my knees, I un-fastened her cuffs causing her to let a subtle groan escape her lips as her arms came to rest at her sides. Without a word spoken, I reached behind me to pick up the ropes I had slung through the brass rings at the top head board end.

"Give me your left wrist, Krissy," I calmly said.

Again, in robotic function, she raised her left arm, allowing me to wrap the thin rope around her wrist several times. Once I felt the rope was secure enough. I instructed her to do the same with the right.

The ropes hung loose for now, letting her rest on the comfortable bed. I didn’t want her to feel too comfortable for too long, so I climbed back off and made my around behind her, pulling the long ropes with me.

"Get ready, Krissy," I warned as I pulled the ropes with all of my strength, causing her body to arch as she was raised up off the bed.

"Aaaaghhh," Krissy squealed as her upper torso stretched to it's limits.

Not wanting to let any slack appear in the ropes, I quickly tied off the ends, leaving her suspended and half bent at the same time. Her body weight pulling at the tight ropes was digging into her wrists with such force that she couldn't help but wince out loud.

A big part of my ritual with Krissy is to make her wait for things. Doing things straight away will not give her the suspense needed to teach her properly. She must not know what is coming next. She must be held in that ever present sense of un-knowing.

After letting her wait for a good ten minutes, with just staring at her beautiful ass, admiring the way her back arched inward, forcing her tits to stand out thrusting away from her body.

When I was done drinking in her beauty, I picked up the soft nipple clamps and made my way back up onto the bed in front of her. Wanting to give her a false sense of security, I gently flicked the tip of my tongue across each of her already stiff nipples, before taking each into my mouth getting them nice and wet.

Krissy let out a soft sigh of pleasure as I sucked on her nipples one by one without touching any other part of her body. With much care and precession I attached the first clamp to her right nipple causing her to gasp and pull her body rigid as her lungs pulled in as much air as they could.

"Ahhh, ahhh... Ooooouch," she cried out softly not expecting this to happen.

We had never really used much tittie play in our time together, so I knew she would be a little confused at first.

"Stay quiet, Lil' one. You will get used to the clamps in a second or two." I began to explain as I attached the second to her left nipple, causing her to grit her teeth as she once again sucked in her breath.

"Why? Why are you doing this to me, Uncle Pat?" Krissy whined as she struggled against her bindings, desperately trying in vein to get away from the clamps.

"SLAP, SLAP" rang out through the room as I spanked each of her full tits on the side just once, letting her know that in no uncertain terms I wanted her to remain quiet.

"Ooooowwwww," Krissy cried with the sudden excruciating pain that was filling her tits.

The sudden slaps I had given her had also caused the clamps to bounce around and pull at her nipples only increasing her discomfort. Prior to attaching the clamps I had removed the thin light weight chain that held them together. I did this because I did not want the chain to interfere with the satin rope I was about to tie up her now aching titties with.

The position Krissy was in gave me full and complete access to her beautifully ripe young breasts. With just as much care as I had used when attaching the clamps, I picked up the soft satiny rope and began to wind under and over each of her tits in several loops that pulled her tits farther and farther away from her body. Almost instantly, I could see them changing colour, deepening in varied shades of red to soft purple as the blood in her body strained to keep them full.

Seeing this reminded me of how my cock and balls would do the same thing when ever I had surrendered myself to being dominated in the past.

I sat back on my heels watching as Krissy struggled and twitched, trying to adjust to this new type of torture. The memories of my times at the mercy of my old protagonist came flooding back to me. Like I said earlier I, too, have been on the receiving end of such punishment. My Master, Dave, made me wear a steel cock and ball ring, keeping me hard at all times. Even while we were not together. Being someone's sissy slut, dressed in silk stockings, garters and a very tight corset while having my ass raped time after time sent shivers down my spine just thinking about those days.

I couldn't help but feel something for Krissy at this moment, but I had to clear my head of these memories and concentrate on what I was doing. With just about all of the silk rope snugly squeezing her titties taught, I looped the loose ends around the back of her neck and tied them off. Once more I sat back and just watched her struggle.

"Remember what I said, Krissy?" I started to explain. "I'm doing this because I haven't paid enough attention to your tits since we've been together. They are just as beautiful as the rest of you and I don't think it is fair that they have been ignored for so long.”

Krissy simply nodded her head in reluctant agreement. Then again it wasn't like she had much of say in how and what I did to her. All she knew was that I loved her and this was how I chose to express my love to her.

Seeing her like this had my cock aching almost as much as her tits must have been. Almost. Feeling my cum boiling in my balls gave me an idea. With a devilish grin, I pulled my stiff cock out from one side of her tight thong that I was wearing and began to jerk myself off. My sudden movements made the bed shake and with this motion Krissy was being pulled back and forth against her ropes. Her tits bounce at will under the tight restraints.

"Ahhh," she whimpered softly as she bit at her lower lip, feeling the weight of her tits pulling away from her, sending bolts of pain and pleasure all over her body. "Wh-What are you doing, Uncle Pat? I can suck you," Krissy said when she realised that I was getting myself off.

"Ahhh... No pet, it's okay... I'm, uuuhhgg... Gonna do it myself this time. You just stay quiet for me". I grunted out as I quickened my pace, fisting my rock hard cock.

I stopped just long enough to delay my cum from erupting from my swollen balls as I quickly pulled off the panties and wrapped the silky crotch around my thick aching cock.

"Mmmmmaahhhhggggg.…” I bellowed as my balls contracted in spasms, sending my hot cum up through my shaft before spitting itself out into the panties causing my body to jerk violently as each jet forced more and more cum from my balls. "AaaaagggghhhFUUUUCCCKKKKK!!!!" I screamed as my pulse made it feel like my heart was about to rip from my chest. I heaved and panted, watching the last of my cum saturate into the smooth pink fabric.

"Ohhh Uncle Pat... That sounded sooo nice... You came sooo hard! Are you alright?" Krissy sobbed out, wishing she could have watched me have such a terrific orgasm.

I did cum hard. Her panties were drenched in my silvery white spunk, even more so than I had expected. "Shhhhh... Quiet, little one,” I hissed with impatient at her letting her know that I was getting fed up with her chatter and comments as I still struggled to catch my breath.

Feeling more then satisfied with the amount of cum I had produced. I sat up on my knees in front of Krissy.

"Open wide, Lil' one," I instructed.

Without hesitation, Krissy opened her mouth as wide as she could.

"Good girl," I praised her as I stuffed the now wadded up and cum soaked panties into her gaping jaw, effectively gagging her and giving her something to suck on in the process.

She loved the taste of my cum and it was her duty to lick, taste and swallow every drop my balls spewed, no matter where it landed. If I came in her pussy or ass she had to scoop it all out with her fingers. If I came in a condom, she had to squeeze out every drop then turn it inside out to get all of it. If I came on her body or mine she had to lick it all off. Sometimes I would make her share my cum with me after cumming in her mouth we would kiss deeply, swapping my thick sperm back and forth between us...

With my balls empty and her gagged with her panties soaked in my fresh cum, I climbed down from the bed once more. I was ready to punish her at will she could scream and cry all she wanted because with her so beautifully tied up and gagged there was nobody to hear her. No one to rescue her... She was mine and I was going to teach her a lesson she would soon not forget...

By looking at Krissy's ass I could tell that it was starting to cool from the hand spanking I had given her earlier while she so boldly disobeyed my orders to hold her pee while she stood in her corner. I could tell the only comfort she was finding at the moment was sucking her panties soaked in my cum. Her tied and clamped tits were now a deep shade of purple. Half slung over the back of my bed caused her strangled tits to pull away from her body under their own weight. This was the time I liked best. Her being blindfolded and gagged left her no way of knowing where I was. I could leave her there for hours on end if chose to. I could continue her punishment for her most recent misgivings but I decided to make her wait.

With my balls now empty and satisfied, I quietly slipped into her room to get myself a fresh pair of her panties, or as I should say, "My" panties. I chose a white lace thong this time. Not all of her panties were thongs but I just couldn't resist the way the thin back strap of a thong tickled my tight puckered man pussy. After slipping them on I crept back into my room without Krissy knowing I had even left. She looked so beautiful like this, her head hung low, strung up and ready for me to do my bidding.

Feeling like I could let her wait, I quietly dressed in a pair of jeans and a T-shirt. I knew we needed a few things for the house and I could think of no other perfect time to go shopping then right now. Not wanting Krissy to know I was gone, I slipped out the back sliding glass door and walked the half mile to our local grocery store. I figured that by the time I picked up the things we needed and made my way back, I would have been gone for just under an hour. With a sly smile on my face, I walked along feeling sexy as hell wearing Krissy's thong, knowing that anyone I might meet would have no clue. They would also have no idea what I had at home, tied up and waiting for me.

As I strolled the aisles filling my shopping cart I, noticed a very good looking woman of about 40 with short spiky blond hair. She was dressed in a tight lycra bright yellow mini dress that left nothing to the imagination. Her small, perky tits pressed into the fabric leaving a perfect impression of her very stiff looking nipples. Feeling quite confident, I made my over to where she was standing looking over the fresh vegetables. As luck would have it she was holding a large cucumber in one hand while looking over the rest.

"Hi...That looks like it might hurt. Need any help with that?" I questioned giving her a slight wink.

"Ha! No... No, I think I can handle this one," she quipped back with a big smile.

Her reaction was not quite what I expected but that is not to say that I wasn't pleased with her reply.

"Are you sure?" I pressed on. "I have the perfect recipe for cucumbers that large you know."

She turned and looked me in the eye, paused the looked me up and down. I stayed calm and confident, wanting her to know that I was definitely hitting on her.

"Hi... I'm Victoria" She answered, extending her free hand to shake mine.

"Hi Victoria, I'm Pat. If you would like to come back to my place I can show you how to properly used that cucumber," I said while gently holding her hand.

"Hmmmm?" She sighed. "I would love that but I have to be somewhere in a while. Can I get a rain check?"

Again I was surprised with how interested she was.

"Do you have a pen? Give me your number and I'll call you tomorrow," I answered as she opened her hand bag to find something to write on.

She looked a little flustered as she scribbled her number on that back of a match pack and them handed it to me. I was sure I noticed her hand tremble.

"It's nice to have met you Victoria. I will be calling you tomorrow so keep things open. Oh and don't forget your cucumber!" I joked playfully causing her to blush as I walked away.

This was an exciting prospect. the thought of having two girls and a big fat cucumber to play with had my cock pulling at Krissy's thong as I paid for my things and made my way back home. I knew that even though I was on my way to dole out more of Krissy's punishment, Victoria and her cucumber would be on my mind. Krissy was yet to experience lesbian sex and meeting Victoria told me a this was about to change.

Once back home again, I slipped through the back door, put away the groceries and made my way back to my room to check on Krissy. It had been almost the hour I thought it would take me and I'm sure she was in agony wondering what the hell I was up to, leaving her tied up as she was for so long. I silently stripped down to the tight white thong of hers and made my way over to the bed. Gently, I ran one finger down her back, causing her to jerk with sudden surprise.

"Did you miss me, Lil' one?" I whispered in here ear.

A soft groan came from behind her panty gag, as she nodded her head up and down in agreement.

By now her tits looked very sore so I decided to show here a little mercy and untied the satin rope behind her neck. I knew that once I untied her swollen breasts the pain of the blood rushing back would hit her hard. Now on the bed in front of her she began to squirm and twist her hips, moaning and groaning louder as her tit's were freed.

Once the rope was off, I removed both of her nipple clamps at the same time. Again, this caused her to jolt in sudden pain.

"Aaaww poor, poor Krissy. Does that feel better?" I mocked.

"Hmmmmummmffff," she grunted through her gag as I made my way once again to her backside.

Her body jerked as I plunged two fingers deep into her very wet cunt from behind. I twisted them around, feeling her wet girl cum leaking out onto my hand in a steady stream.

"I think you like being tied up like this, Lil' one. Can you feel how wet your pussy is? Can you feel my fingers sliding in and out of you so easily?" I asked, knowing she could not really answer me. "You should be ashamed of yourself, Lil' one. A girl should not get this wet tied up like this. You must some kind of naughty slut. Is that what you are, Krissy? A naughty slut?"

Krissy nodded her head to say yes, just as I knew she would. She loved it when I called her names like this so much that I could feel her getting even wetter by the second. Fearing she might cum like this I pulled my fingers out of her with a sloshing wet pop.

"My oh my, Lil' one... I don't think I've ever seen you this wet before. My hand is soaked with your girl cum. Here, smell it for yourself" I said to her as I reached around to run my sticky fingers under her nose, leaving a slick trail of her cum across her cheek.

"There, now you can smell your cunny as you suck on my cum in you gag. I know you like pussy juice, Lil' one and I think you will be tasting a lot more of it very soon," I suggested, thinking of Victoria.

If my feeling was correct, Victoria was a hot slut just like Krissy and she would be willing to do what ever I wanted once I had her firmly in my grasp. But that was tomorrow's task.

Right now I had to finish Krissy's punishment for coming home late and pissing on my rug.

"Okay, Lil' one. It's time for me to spank you again for what you have done today," I warned her as I ran both my hands roughly all over her jutting ass, squeezing and pinching at her still slightly pink flesh.

Making her pull tightly against her binds. Because she had behaved so badly earlier, I went to my closet, or tool chest as I call it, and picked the wide wooden paddle I had hanging on it's hook. I knew Krissy was expecting me to hand spank her again so the first swat was sure to be a much more painful surprise.

A very loud crack rang out through the room as the paddle made it's first contact forcing Krissy jerk forward violently as the sharp sting hit her. "WACK, WACK, WACK" three more swats came in a row this time making her strain every muscle in her body. Hear head shook back and forth as she screamed through her cum and spit sodden panty gag.

"I'm sorry it has to be this way, Lil' one," I said to her before laying down three more hard swats, paying attention to her sit spot this time.

Krissy convulsed as if she were being electrocuted as the pain ripped continuously through her.

"Maybe this time you will learn from your mistakes but somehow with you, Krissy, I don't think that is going to happen," I cautioned her as I put the paddle down, feeling she had suffered enough for now.

With a hand spanking she would usually get 15 to 20 good hard slaps but the paddle did all that and more with just a few.

All of this action and meeting Victoria had my balls full of a fresh lode of boiling cum. The front of Krissy's thong was soaked in my pre-cum, leaving a big wet spot as my more than ready cock stretched the thin material to it's limit. I was dying to slip my cock into her over flowing pussy but before I did there was one more thing I wanted to introduce her too. My butt plug. Most of the time that we spent fucking and sucking I had this plug firmly wedged deep in my hungry man pussy. I loved the extra pressure it provided when my cock was buried in any of her welcoming holes. I didn't fuck her in ass much and this was another thing I wanted to do more of. The plug is only a medium size, not like some of the ones I've been eyeing in our adult store.

"Are you ready to be fucked, Lil' one?" I asked, as I pried her quivering sore cheeks apart with my hands.

"Ummmhuummm," Krissy sighed again nodding her head telling me she was more than ready.

Without telling her, I pushed the plug into her overly wet cunt to get it wet enough to slip into her unsuspecting rose bud.

"Ugggnmmm," she gurgled as I twisted the plug into her, letting the fat base force her sticky outer lips to part and accept the flesh coloured toy.

Feeling she had lubed up the plug enough to work it's way deep into her ass, I slipped it out of her cunt, trailing the tapered head up to her puckering anus. I'm sure her eye's went wide with surprise as I wedged the toy into her tight hole. Her slippery pussy cream providing all the lube I needed to easily spread her open and allow the wide lower section to stretch her tight ass muscles around it before closing in around the thin base, locking it in place. I love the feeling when this happens. Her ass feels so full but as the muscles contract and try to force it out, it stays put.

"Mmmmmmfff," Krissy cried softly once the plug was in place.

"I know you don't like things in your ass, Lil' one, but that is all about to change. From now on you will wear a plug all day and night. The only time I will permit you to remove it is to use the toilet. You can complain and fuss as much as you like but it will do you o good. My word is final... Understand?" I explained to her as she struggled to get used to her new invader.

As sipped off the tight thong, my aching dripping cock sprang free at last allowing me to fist my hardness a few times as I gave Krissy a minute or two to adjust to the feeling before I stepped up behind her and rubbed my cock head along her gaping wet slit.

Krissy sighed softly as I did this knowing that I would soon be inside of her using my cock to scrape along her throbbing pussy walls, giving her the cum she so desperately needed. Then without any warning i thrust my hips forward and buried myself into her sopping cunt until my balls were slapping against her.

"Uuuuummmff," Krissy hissed into her gag as I started my see-saw action of pistoning my cock in and out of her. My hands gripping her hips to give me even more leverage.

I wasn't all that far off myself and knowing I was going to cum soon I told Krissy to cum with me.

"Ummff Agggghhh," Krissy cried as her orgasm mounted, climbing through her faster and faster.

"Ahhh... heeere it cu-cuuuums, Lil' one..." I hissed through my tightly clenched teeth as my balls tightened and contracted letting loose several powerful vollies of cum deep into Krissy's quivering cumming pussy.

Both of our bodies went rigid as our cum hit us at pretty much the same time. Just as i had wanted. I could feel her pussy flooding me, washing my cum back out of her pussy along my stiff pulsing shaft, covering both of us in a wonderful sticky mess.

As my cum subsided, I slumped over Krissy's back, huffing and puffing, trying desperately to breath. Krissy was feeling much the same. As we panted together, wrapped in the warmth of out earth shattering mutual orgasm. Spent and feeling tired I pulled out of Krissy's pussy and began to untie her wrists. We were both covered in a fine layer of sexual sweat, the kind that only comes from complete satisfaction. as Krissy's arms were freed, she fell forward on the bed in total exhaustion.

Once I had her completely freed, I removed her blind fold and panty gag and had to help her onto the bed where we laid in each other's arms. We were quiet for some time until I told her about meeting Victoria. I asked if she would like another girl for a playmate and knowing Krissy her eyes lit up...

We fell asleep not long after that, feeling tired and worn but even more so... Satisfied...

(EPILOGUE)

As Krissy and I lay there in each others arms, I couldn't help but feel a sense of calm wash over me. I know I have at times made things rough for her in the past few years, but our life together is the culmination of two halves becoming one. Her tears and pain are evoked with the love and understanding that only we can understand. Along with the pain and sorrow, we share in each others joys as well. I will always remember the joy and love we share on special occasions like at Christmas and her birthday in January.

The look of joy on her face when I removed her blindfold on Christmas morning so that she could see the new Barbie's dream house "Santa" had given her. How she played happily for hours with her dolls as I lovingly watched over her while preparing our special little Christmas dinner.

Her birthday comes right after Christmas but not like a lot of kids born at this time of year, I always made sure to go out of my way to make her day very special. For most kids born on or around Christmas their parents or guardians would wrap the two together and give them a "Merry Birthday" present. With Krissy I refused to do this.

I have no doubt that Krissy is a very special little girl, but she just needs a little more attention then most to keep her in line. For her birthday, I put together a proper party for her, the kind any girl her age would love. She was allowed to have all of her little friends come for the party and sleep over. We played games and sang songs, ate too much cake and ice cream. My heart was filled seeing her and all of her playmates squeal with delight as she opened her gifts one by one. I am also sure she even enjoyed the paddy whacks I allowed each of her friends to give her on her bare bottom as she lay across my lap. The laughter could be heard for miles around.

It was all I could do not to cry when she came into the kitchen and simply threw her arms around me, gave me a big kiss on the lips and said, "Thank you, Uncle Pat. I love you," before toddling off back to her friends. It was moment like this that made all of the punishment and training worth while.

I was having an impact on her life where at one time she had no love. She came to live with me as a broken and empty little girl needing the guidance and compassion that she so rightly deserved. I did cry that night. Once the girls were bedded down in the "mini-camp" I had set up in my living room. I stood in the door way looking over them, filled with pride and joy as they all slept with beautiful smiles on their faces.

The tears that lined my face that night were not only mine but hers as well. As we lay there on my bed, I couldn't help but cry once more know that I was doing right by her. I was raising her the best way I knew how. Sometimes it had to be with an iron fist but at other times I showed my love to her in ways that were as soft as a spring flower emerging from the cold harsh winter, making our world a beautiful place once again...

"I love you, my sweet Lil' one," I whispered in her ear as she slept peacefully beside me.

Even in her dream state she must have heard me because she snuggled in closer, wiggling her bum against my body as I cradled her like two spoons that were meant to fit together. Some may not understand our life together but it is not theirs to understand. It is ours and ours alone...

“You’re not being naughty are you? Daddy isn’t in the mood to play games with you, young lady…” His voice was stern, but he wasn’t angry yet. “You’ve had a long day and it’s time for your bath. If you don’t hurry, there will be no bed time story or cuddles for you”.

With that threat, I slunk out of my hiding spot, under the kitchen table. I sighed, still pouting about my show and shuffled towards the bathroom.

“Get a move on, Missy! I haven’t got all night!” Daddy gave my bum a firm swat as I walked by him.

I slowly undressed and got into the bath. Grabbing the soap, I wet it and began to lather it in my hands. I washed my arms, legs and my face. Daddy says that I’m not old enough to wash the other parts of me as good as they should be washed, so he always comes in a bit later to wash them, along with my hair.

Daddy came back about 5 minutes later. “Did you wash yourself, Little One? Give Daddy the soap and stand up”, he instructed.

I stood and he lathered the soap. He smoothed it richly upon my 34C breasts and gently pinched my pink, erect nipples as he massaged them. I moaned quietly, enjoying the sensation. Then he began to move south, washing my belly button (to get all the lint!) and the belly piercing to avoid infection. He lathered more soap and then began to massage my pubic region.

“A little scruffy I see… Sit on the potty with the lid down, Babydoll. Keep your legs as wide as you can”.

Daddy stood up and went to the cabinet above the bathroom sink as I got out of the tub and sat as he instructed. He sat back down between my spread legs holding a can of shaving cream and a razor.

“Now, be still, Krissy. Daddy doesn’t want to hurt you…”

He squirted some shaving cream into his palm and then spread it onto my pussy. I shivered a little because it was cool to my warm skin. Daddy looked up and gave me a warning look. Then he raised the blade to my lips and began to shave gently, being extremely careful to not nick or cut my delicate cunt.

“I like when you take care of me, Daddy. It makes me feel all special inside”, I said in my 5-year-old voice, watching intently to what he was doing to me.

He smiled as he continued to shave to stubble. “Little girls have smooth little pussies and you’re a little girl. Daddy doesn’t want you to grow up. He likes to take care of you. Does it make you feel special here too, Love?” He began to flick his finger over my clit and I saw that my nub was starting to harden and peek out from under its hood.

I giggled. “Mmmmm…that makes me tingle there, Daddy! It kinda feels like I gotta make peepee sometimes! I like it lots!” I cooed happily, completely shedding my pouty attitude from before.

He laughed at me. “Aaaww….Daddy’s girl is so precious! There we go! All done! Back into the tub you go! Get down on all fours in the water, Honey. We need to make sure that bottom of yours isn’t dirty…”

I gulped as I got back in the water. I always got squirmy when Daddy washed my bum hole. I couldn’t help it! It felt a little bit funny!

He spread a thick coat of soap on my ass and began to swirl his finger around my rosebud, every so often applying gentle pressure. It made my feet twitch and my tummy flip flop! He pushed a little harder and passed my sphincter.

“Ooh, Daddy! I don’t like that!” I complained, tightening up my hole by accident so that it was more uncomfortable.

“Does it hurt, Little One?” He pushed deeper and deeper each time, loosening my asshole. “You need to keep your bottom clean. You know that. Would you rather Daddy gave you enemas every night instead?”

“Oh no, Daddy! Please don’t! I’ll be a good girl! Mmmmm…It feels nice now, Daddy! Could you touch my pussy while you wash my bum? It’s still dirty too…” My eyes were closed and I could feel my clit throbbing for his touch. All I could think about was how much I wanted his fingers inside me…

“Oh really? Well then, if you insist…” He slid two fingers from his other hand into my pussy and began to work them around. “I see what you mean, Krissy. I must have missed all this wetness before…”

I giggled. “Silly, Daddy! Ooh, it feels so nice!”

After a few minutes, when I was just about to cum, Daddy stopped. “Time to wash your hair, Babydoll!”

He drizzled the shampoo over my head, missing sometimes and cool droplets fell on my breasts and perky nipples. I cooed happily.

After all the soap had been washed away, Daddy unplugged the drain and I stood up for him to wrap me in a towel.

“Do you need a diaper tonight, Honey? Or are you a big girl?”

I thought a moment. “I need a dippy, Daddy”.

He nodded and went to my bedroom to collect the diaper, baby powder and the cream.

When he came back, I was lying on my back with my knees up and spread.

“You’re such a good baby tonight, Krissy! You might just even get an extra bedtime story!” He knelt down and opened the cream. Scooping a generous glob on his fingers, he began to spread it around my smooth cunt, working it into my bum crack and hole and then into all the folds of my pussy. “Wouldn’t want that precious little puss to get a rash!”

He sprinkled the baby powder and I coughed a little at the cloud it created. He spread that around as well, teasing my still-hard nub but refusing to let me cum just yet.

He placed the diaper under my butt and pulled the front up tightly. He taped the sides, allowing a little extra room for the reading of my bedtime story…

***

I was seated in Daddy’s lap wearing my Grumpy Bear shirt that says, “I get grumpy when I haven’t had my hug” and just my diaper on the bottom. I had my doggy in the crook of my arm and was quietly drinking my bottle of milk. Daddy was reading me my favourite book, “If you give a Mouse a Cookie”. As he read, he was gently rubbing the front of my diaper.

Soon, I was cooing into the nipple of the bottle as I sucked at it, getting closer and closer to sexual release. As he read the last page, he finally allowed me to cum. How wonderful it was! I moaned softly as I began to relax and, within minutes, I was sound asleep!

 

 

            Jason Lewis was a regular, 16 year old kid in Manitoba.  He had only a small group of friends.  His best friend was Alicia Brighton, a 15-year-old girl who Jason obviously had a crush on.  His other friend was a teen named David Jones, and his older sister, Erin Jones.  The four of them, weren’t really outcasts, they were just lesser known around their school.  Didn’t seem to bother them much, as they had something to share with each other that very few people may ever have.  They had a club.

 

            Not just any ordinary club that devises plots to clean their neighborhood or end bullying; no they weren’t that type of losers.  They had a specific club that gathered once every Thursday at Midnight in the back part of the woods, over a campfire, and share stories.  Not just spooky stories of ghosts and goblins, but of wild, gratuitous sex.  Jason started the group, and all of his friends agreed it was a great idea.  They each would write a story for the week, and one person got to read every Thursday night.  They all had their preferences.  Jason was an incest freak.  He loved the idea of family relations.  Alicia enjoyed lesbian sex stories, which made everyone think otherwise about her actual sexual preference.  David was big into Supernatural stories.  He liked demons, monsters, vampires, and creatures taking human victims for their own personal sexual desires.  And Erin enjoyed telling stories about rape or forced sex.  She was a dark gothic girl, who probably had been raped more times than even she could remember.  We’d been meeting together for the past three years now, every Thursday to do our stories.  Every week, someone has something new, and we get our dose of sexual entertainment.  Tonight, it’s my night.

 

 

Later that night…

 

 

            The leaves, sticks, and branches crinkled under our feet as we traveled through the dark woods of the night to lit campfire of our meeting.  Jason was already there, stoking the flames, as the other three made their arrival.

 

            “Yo” David greeted.

 

            “’Sup man?” Jason responded.

 

            “You readin’ tonight?” David inquired hungrily.

 

            “Yeah man, I’m up!” Jason stated.

 

            “Sweet.  I love your stories!” David cheered.

 

            “That’s because you wanna fuck your sister!” Alicia observantly stated as she pulled through behind the bushes with Erin behind her.

 

            “Who wouldn’t?” Erin joked.  She was always more optimistic about her sex life than she should be.  But it’s hard to deny a girl with a bustline as impressive as hers is.  She has long red hair that she straightened out, and has a 34 D bust, with a sharp curve to her ass.  Everyone sat around on the campgrounds logs that we’d found throughout the woods, and sat quietly in anticipation of the story I had planned.

 

            “So…another incest tale from you tonight Jace?” Alicia asked.

 

            “Yes.  But this time it’s a little different.  If you were having sex with someone in your family, and knowing how depraved it’s looked upon by society, at what lengths would you go through to make sure the secret of your incest never got out?”  Everyone stood quiet, looking around at each other with anxious, scrolled over eyes, waiting for my next words.  “Submitted for the approval of the Erotic Stories Committee…I call this story…”

 

 

 

The Tale of the Secret Sex

 

 

        The wetness of Darlene’s pussy was undeniable, and the animal lust of her brother was at it’s highest.  He plowed in and out of his sister with incredible vigor, and grunted with each thrust, both of them trying to keep their voices low, as to not be caught by their parents.  Oh, how their parents would beat them to bloody oblivion if they knew that their 18-year-old son was having sex with his 15-year-old sister.  His young, 9 inch cock penetrated his sister eager vagina with thrust after thrust after thrust, each one causing a light moan to escape from Darlene’s mouth.  She tore into her brother’s back with her sharp, freshly pressed nails causing a hard thrust of Steven’s cock inside her.  Steven’s head was pressed firmly against his sister’s ever-mounting 24 B breasts, and he caressed every crevice with his tongue, and lips.  “Give it to me big brother, give it all to me” Darlene whispered into her brother’s ear.  For the first few months of their incestual relationship, Steven had always worn a condom, but now, his sister had loved, and trusted him enough to let him cum in her.  And that’s exactly what she wanted.  With no more added inspiration needed, Steven plunged his dick deep inside of his sister once more, letting it rest upon her wetness, and shot a massive amount of spunk deep inside her pussy.  6 or 7 spurts later, the massive wang plopped out of her sopping cunt, and fell flaccid against the bed.  Steven crawled off his sister, and lay next to her in the bed.  “You are the best fuck ever sis.” He cheered with an overwhelming amount of sweat dripping from his forehead, and his voice running short of breath.

 

          “You’re not so bad either, my big dick brother.” Darlene stated.  She nicknamed Steven that after their first fuck.  Steven had been her first, and only so far.  When Darlene was 13, her brother crept into her room at two in the morning, completely naked.  His 8-inch prick harder than Chinese Arithmetic, and stuffed it down his young sister’s throat.  Then, he tugged on a condom, and proceeded to willingly take her virginity.  Ever since then, they’ve had sex on the regular.  Only this time, they were at extreme risk of getting caught since their parents were only in the next room.  Steven knew he wouldn’t be able to sleep in his sister’s bed again tonight, so he decided to return to his own room.  “”No way big dick brother.  You just came in me, probably impregnated me.  Tonight you spend the night with your me, and your child.” Darlene demanded. 

 

          “Yes ma’am” Steven responded, and the two spooned each other for the remainder of the night.

 

          When morning arose the next day, the two teens eyes didn’t open until 8 O’clock.  Their mother was already gone for work, and Dad would be leaving in the next half hour.  That was at least enough time for a quickie.  Steven cupped one of his sister’s breasts, and twirled it around his fingers.  She woke up aroused, and already wet.  Steven’s cock rose to attention as he kissed his sister’s cheek, and began to finger fuck her hot wet pussy.  “You shot a lot of cum in me last night!”  Darlene stated.

 

          “And now I got more…and guess where it’s going?” Steven rhetorically asked.  Darlene only smiled, and returned her brother’s muted request by spreading her legs wide, preparing for his incestual entrance.  Steven’s broad, beefy cock stood it’s full erect nine inches, and the adolescent teen perched himself on top of his younger sister, and pushed his huge member inside her wet hole.  “Oh yeah, it’s so hot” Steven commented.  The heat from their earlier fuck had revisited, and Steve’s dick was raping his sister’s young fuckhole. 

 

          “Oh yeah, my big dick brother.  Fuck your sister tiny twat.  Fuck it, fuck it.”  Darlene egged him on, as if there was a need.  Darlene’s figure was far surpassing of a mere fifteen year old which is why it was difficult for even her brother to pass her up.  Her smooth, caramel skin complexion and buttery thighs made her delectable, and scrumptious to say the least.  She had shoulder length black hair which she had highlighted red in certain strands.  Hearing his little sister tell him to fuck her only made Steven more excited.  For a while he had fantasized about what it would be like to stuff her full of cock, and now he knows.  Steven was a major catch.  He stood at 6 ft.  215lbs, and was an all-star basketball player at his school.  He got pussy tossed at him left and right, but he could not resist shoving his meat inside his tight sister.  Now, unaware of their surroundings unlike last night, neither of them suppressed their moans.  I guess that’s why they didn’t hear their father calling their names when he was about to leave for work.  I suppose that’s why they didn’t hear him come up the stairs and check in David’s room, and saw he wasn’t there.  And I guess that’s also why, they never heard the door open to Darlene’s room, and see their father standing at the doorway.  Steven had his eyes closed, and was filling his sister once again with a huge amount of his semen.

 

          “Yes! Yes!”  Darlene screamed as her brother emptied his nuts inside of her.  When Steven opened his eyes, his father stood there boiling with rage.  He didn’t hesitate, he punched Steven in the face, and dragged his naked body out of Darlene’s room, screaming and yelling the entire way.  Beating his son, bare ass naked with his belt.  He drug Steven into the bathroom, and threw his beaten body into the bathtub, and began to run cold water on him, but before Steven could get up, his dad was blasting him again with the belt.  Steven was badly hurt, his chest, face, and legs leaked with blood.  Finally, his father turned off the water, and stopped hitting his son.  He picked him up out of the bathroom, and dragged him to his room.

 

          “Darlene, get your ass in here!” her father screamed.  Darlene had gotten fully dressed, and she covered herself in fear as to what her father was going to do to her.  She dried her eyes from crying over her brother’s beating, and made her presence felt in front of her father.  “I don’t believe you two.  Having sex!  Do you have any idea what you could’ve done?  Did you even consider diseases, pregnancy, anything?!”  Her father shouted.  Darlene decided against telling her dad about how she’d already had 2 of her brother’s children, but had miscarried them both, and how she was sure she was going to keep this one.  Darlene’s eyes teared up, and she shrugged her shoulders hoping her father would get the idea that she was too scared to talk.  “You’ve got nothing to say huh?  Nothing at all?” her father spoke in his stern, over bearing voice.  And then, without hesitation, he began to unzip his pants, and pull them off of him.  Freeing his 8 ½ inch dick.  “Your mother would be heartbroken if she knew about you two fucking under her nose.  So I’ma put an end to this right now.”  Her father declared.  Steven was laid face down on his bed, still stark naked, and horribly bruised.  Their father took off his clothes, and got behind his son.  His cock stood rigid and hard.  “See how your brother likes to be the one getting fucked.”  He stated.

 

          “Daddy no!”  Darlene screamed, but to no avail.  Her dad had already infiltrated her brother’s backside, and was forcing his large member inside his son’s ass.  The tightness felt incredible to their dad’s cock, but it was merciless torture to Steven.  On top of his bruises, and welts he had to deal with this nearly nine-inch prick invading his rectum.  It burned like hell. 

 

          “Huh, you wanna fuck my daughter huh?” their father shouted as he thrust inside his son’s ass ruthlessly.  Steven’s screams were muffled due to the fact that his dad held his head into the pillow as he fucked him.  Darlene’s screams were later mellowed down to just useless pouts.  Their dad took one last final thrust deep inside his son’s anal cavity, and shot a furious load of daddy juice inside his son’s asshole.  He pulled out his massive cock, and watched his son’s ass close back together again.  As he headed out the room, gathering his clothes, and ignoring the fearful pouts of his daughter, and the assaulted curdles of his son.  He looked over just as he was walking out, and faced his daughter who now curled into a ball on the floor, and said, “It’ll be our little secret.”

 

The End

 

 

            “Wow!  That was something else” Alicia stated. 

 

            David grunted several times, until finally letting a huge load of semen shoot from his cock.  “Aaaahhhh, that was amazing!” he cheered.  Although I’m not sure if it was for my story, or for his cumshot.  He put his cock away, and smiled.  “That was a really awesome story dude.” He said.

 

            “Definitely got me wet.”  Erin said, “But don’t get any ideas Dave.  You’re not gonna fuck me ever!” Erin admitted to her twisted little brother. 

 

            “Well, thanks guys, and hope to see you next week.  Until next time…I declare this meeting of the Erotic Story Committee closed.”  I poured water on the fire, and we all gathered our things, and let the campfire until next week, when we all meet again for another naughty tale.

When she finally did what I had demaned I stripped quickly and walked over to her. I kneeled on the grown so that my head was between her legs. I was looking straight at her little pussy. It smelt so intoxicating. Soon I started eating her. I was licking her little clit and she was going crazy. She started to moan and I could tell she was about to cum...thats when i stopped. "Brian why did you stop!!! I was so close!!!" "Cari I dont care if you were close this is about me not you!!" I replied. Get over here and suck my dick. She wasnt happy but she soon had my dick in her mouth. Licking the tip and soon she had the length of it in her pretty little mouth. I could feel myself cum and I instructed her to take it all. She did with a little trouble but drank all of my cum. I could tell she was already off her peak and thats when i went at her little cunt again. Licking her clit and getting her close but never letting her oragasim.

When she almost had enough and I thought she was for sure going to explode I stopped. I told her to get dressed and to make dinner. Also she was under no circumstances to touch her pussy. I thought she was going to kill me for sure but did what I said. I just laughed. "Lesson 1 complete" i thought

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as we where in the bath my couisn finsh first and my aunt dry him off and took him out. i was in the tub with my uncle and as he wash my hair i could feel his cock hard against my back. i was sitting betwen his legs with my back to him. as it was time to risen my uncle told me to get on my knees and been forword. as a kid you not think anything of it so i did. as the water risen my hair i felt a push and his cock was in my ass. i turn around quick to get up but my uncle just told me to relax. so i did and now my uncle was pump slowly in my ass. i could remember i know it was wrong but really it felt nice. as i just sat there i felt him cum in my ass and pull out. he was me and could my aunt to come get me. that night bac home i could not stop think about what happen. weeks went by and i was jerking off to my moms panties and watching her get naked all the time. one day my dad was out of town and my mom and aunt was over our house drinking and watching tv. for some reason asian love to unbuttom there pants and unzip them. i remember i was so hard evertime they would get up and i could see there panties. my mom had on black and my aunt wear blue. i was sitting across when my aunt need to go to the restroom. she got up a little tipsy so i ask to help her. as we walk down to the restroom i was all over her and touching her butt. when we got in i help her pull down her pants and panties and the biggest hairest pussy i saw in my days. as she pee i was next to her and looking down at it.

her head was on my side and my cook was get big. so i turn around so her head was against my cock. she was all over it because it was hard rubbing her face on it. as she was done and stand to pull her panties up i place my hand between her legs. my aunt stop and just look at me and then gave me a hug. i started to to just play with it and it was so wet and i could hear my aunt getting turn on. my mom call her so we hurry up and got out. the whole time we watch tv i could see my aunt looking at me and smile. i got up and went to my room to jerk off. i pull my moms panties i had and started to work my cock. after i cum i fell asleep. the next couple of days went by and i was jerking off and smelling my moms panties. i use to get her panties and cum in them and it was so hot and the best. one day i went over to my uncles house to see if my cousin wanted to hang out. my uncle answer and told me to come in as i went in my uncle hug me from behide. no one was home and my uncle wanted to show me something down in the basement as i frogot about the bath thing. as we got down stairs my uncle was and artest and had some real cool drawlings. as i stood there he would get behide me and hug and i could feel his cook hard. for some reason i want to feel it in my ass again. i started to enjoy him as he push against me i push back. he told me to open my legs and thats when he reach in my pants and grab my cock. i was speech list and then he told me to grab his so i did. i went in his shorts and felt this cock. he slowly undid my pants and pull them down and bened me forword.

as i was ass up and hold the coch i felt his cock pushing in my ass. as he pump he was talking to me about sexand if i jerk off. then he started to say he want to fuck my mom and just kept saying her name. i close my eyes and remember everything nasty about my mom and aunt. my ass was real wet and now it was feeling real good. i look over my shoulder and saw my uncle talk about my moms and looking at my ass. thats when i saw my aunt panties on the washer. i told my uncle i want to smell them. my uncle stop and pull out and walk over and got them for me. they where white and had a big yellow crust in them. i smell them and rub them on my face as i did my uncle started to jerk me off and stick his cock back in me. i felt so good and i was talking about everything i did. i talk about jerking off to my mom and my aunt watching naked just everything. it really got my uncle going because he just kept pumping and talk about my mom. i was jerking myself off when he cum all in my ass and i cum in my aunts panties. he pull out and told me to clean myself off in the restroom. nothing really happen just same stuff jerking off and watching my mom and aunt. my uncle really never did anything to me for about 6 months. one day i was home alone and my uncle came by. we talk abit and as we talk i remember how he fuck me downstairs at his house.  my uncle got up and went to my mom and dad room. as i watch tv i started to hear noise coming from my parents room. i got up to see what it was and there in the room was my uncle pants down jerking off to my moms panties. i watch for a second and then my uncle told me to come in. i did my uncle keep talking about us fucking and him wanting my mom. i watch him jerking and them he stop. he ask what time was everyone come home and i said in about 30 mins. my uncle told me if i want to come over and help him at the house. i agree but as we where leave he grab my moms panties and told me to hold them.

we left and headed to my uncle house. as we got there my aunt was home and watching tv in the living room. she was drinking a little and was drifting in and out of sleep. i sat down nextto the couch and she was wearing white pants and they was unbutton and unzip showing her pink panties. i was already hard and just kept looking.my uncle came in and saw me looking. he went over to my aunt and slow move her on her back. as my aunt laid ther he started to pull bown her pants a bit and panties. he got then to just show the top of her hairy pussy. my uncle told me to stand behind her head and bend forword. i got to the arm rest watching my aunt sleep and see her hair stick out of her panties. my uncle got behide me and started to unbutton my shorts. i felt his hand grab my cock and balls and then my shorts was down below my ass. i open my legs a bit and look back at my uncle. he just smile and started to pull his cock out of his zipper. i could feel his cock against my ass and then he spit and rub it on his cock as i brace for he to enter me i started to play with my cock and watch my aunt hairy pussy. as he got in me i was real hot and my ass was starting to like him fucking it. as he pump i jerk off slowly and quit for we did not want to wake up my aunt. my uncle pull my moms panties out and started to smell them and lick the crouch. i watch and was so turn on. we stop and my uncle pull out and told me to follow him. as i did. we got down stairs and then he told me to pull off my shorts and underwear and wear my moms panties. i did and now my mom was so turn on and bent me over the stairs and pull my moms panties to the side and want to fuck me. i remember him talking about fucking my mom and tell me how he always jerks off when his over house and looks at her panties in the dirty cloths. as he started to fuck me i could hear him saying that he always jerk to my mom and smell the tolit paper everytime my mom goes to the bathroom. as he pump my ass i kept think about my mom and aunt too. as he cum i felt load after load go in my ass. as he pullout he told me that he want to keep my moms panties. i clean up and gave then to him as i walk by the living room my aunt was still asleep on her side with her ass face out. my uncle went to take a shower so i walk over and bent down and started to smell and pull down her pants and panties...........part 2 to follow