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There Can Be Only One Chapter 15

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There Can Be Only One Chapter 15







Ross was surprised how easy in the end it was to get Susie to strip naked in front of the computer and even more surprised at the things his sister did when he asked her. God she even did things of her own accord which got him even hornier and had to stop stroking his cock or else he would have cum way too soon for his lik

There Can Be Only One Ch 14

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There Can Be Only One Chapter 14





“Phone your sister and remind her that she has to be home by 6 please Ross”



Grumbling I punched quick dial on my phone and did as mum asked. Susie didn’t answer the phone the first time only to be told to try again by mum. Got her on the third time and spat out mum’s words down the phone to her.



“Ok shit head I know”…she seemed out of breath.



Once Vi

There Can Be only One Chapter 12

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Characters

Cathy  Gorman  16                                             

Susie Gorman  19

Ross Gorman  17

Alice Gorman  43

Vicky  (Cathy's friend)  16

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Sunday mornings were always the same. They all went to the eleven o’clock service except for Mr Gorman who coaches an under seventeen soccer team that play in a Sunday league. He is usually gone by the time we all get up although Mrs Gorman usually cooks him a big fry up for breakfast. If any of us wanted to have a cooked breakfast we know the rules…let mum know before she started to cook Dad’s Sunday treat. None of us usually take up that offer…

 

Dad shouted from the bottom of the stairs that it was time for us to get up. That’s his contribution to helping mum get us all out of our beds. I usually am the last to get up as Cathy usually grabs the general bathroom whilst Susie nips into mum and dad’s shower room.

 

I lay in my bed my mind flitted all of yesterday’s events…unable to stay focused for very long on one activity as one sexual thought leapt to the next. I had flung the duvet off and I was stroking my already hard cock.

 

I heard the two small taps on the door followed by a pause then a third tap before the door opened, Vicky slipped in and the door closed quickly after her. I did not miss a stroke as I looked at the small blonde girl dressed in Cathy’s pj’s…the top at least a size too small as her own budding tits stretched the fabric.

 

“So…sorry”… she stammered unsure whether she should turn and leave me to continue wanking on my own.

 

“That’s ok…what do you want?”

 

“Cath asked me to come in and see if you wanted me to help you get rid of your morning hard on”

 

“How did you know I have a hard on?”

 

She giggled… “All boys wake up with a morning erection…don’t they?”

 

I could not argue with her on that one…I can’t remember the last time I woke up without my morning glory…but usually my morning piss got rid of it.

 

“What’s Cathy doing?”

 

“She is having a quick shower after I…”she paused for a second… “She made me go down on her”

 

“Ok…come here and do the same for me…suck me off…we don’t have time for a fuck”

 

Vicky looked a little disappointed but quickly came over and jumped on the bed.

 

I closed my eyes and just let Vicky’s soft lips and eager mouth take care of my erection... It did not take long before I was shooting my creamy jism down her throat. I hope that I would last longer next time my cock is the centre of the activity.

 

She sat up and smiled at me.

 

“That was nice…can we fuck later today?”

 

“Sure…count on it…”

 

Vicky leaned over and kissed me lightly on the lips, jumped up and quickly made her way to the door. She turned and smiled at me before slowly opening the door, peeking outside and as quickly as she entered the room she disappeared.

 

I needed a piss…desperately.

 

I quickly rose and throwing on a pair of shorts I left my room. Both bathrooms were being used by the girls so I bounded down the stairs to the cloakroom toilet and made it just in time as the amber liquid came flooding out.

 

“Ross…that’s the second time…shut the door when you are doing that…none of us are interested in seeing you do your ablutions.”

 

“Ab what?”  I was kind of surprised on hearing my mother standing in the doorway behind me as my head spun around...but even more surprised that she neither closed the door nor walk away.

 

“Wanna shake it for me mum?” I laughed

 

“Don’t be so disgusting”…she gave me a nasty look before continuing on her way back upstairs.

 

Returning to my room I switched on the computer and while it opened up I started to get dressed. I was only half dressed and checking my facebook messages when I heard mum shouting ‘leaving in five minutes’ as she past each of our rooms.

 

I was still sitting at the computer ‘checking’ when mum shouted up at me a few minutes later to get a move on.

 

“Fuck” I swore to myself and in less than three minutes I was dressed, teeth brushed and making my way downstairs.

 

As soon as Susie my elder sister saw me coming down the stairs she left the hall mirror making the final adjustments to her hair and ran out to the car…she wanted to beat me to the front seat. I could see Cathy and Vicky were already sitting in the back seat.

 

I walked past mum to grab an apple.

 

“Hurry up…we are going to be late”

 

We never are late for the service…being late to mum is not being there in time to gossip with the other ladies before they go into the church. We usually get there at least thirty minutes before the service begins.

 

Mum was dressed in a nice light blue suit with a white blouse under the jacket. She did look particularly attractive this morning. Mind you I look at my mother in a completely different way since yesterday’s events.

 

Mum was just running her lipstick over her pink lips when I came and stood next to her. Looking in the mirror I kind of ruffled my hair into place.

 

Mum dug into her purse and handed me her brush…I took it and ran it through my hair

 

“You wearing panties”

 

“ROSS”

 

“You wearing panties…you had better not be”

 

“It’s Sunday and we are going to church…of course I am”

 

“Take them off”

 

“Nooo Ross…no”

 

“Want me to do it?” I stooped slightly and went to raise her skirt. She stepped back

 

“Ross…please...we don’t have time for this…” she popped the lipstick in her purse and started to make her way to the door.

 

“I think I won’t go to church this morning mum…I have lots of school homework to do and a lot of COMPUTER work.”

 

Mums face grew ashen; she knew exactly what I meant.

 

“Ross please….” I handed back her brush and pushed past her heading towards the stairs.

 

“Wait…wait…” she spoke quietly knowing she was a beaten woman.

 

She placed her purse on the hall table and slowly slid her hands under her skirt. She pulled them without her skirt rising higher than absolutely necessary…all I saw was a glimpse of lower thigh. I held my hand out for her to place them in it.

 

She gave the pale blue lacy panties to me with her head bowed in embarrassment. No wonder…they were warm and the crotch had a small damp patch forming.

 

“Good girl…when we get back I am going to FUCK you…again”

 

Mum gasped and turned bright red

 

I smiled…stuffing the panties into my pocket I joined the girls in the car with mum following right behind me.

 

“You alright mum…you look a little flushed?”

 

“Yes fine thanks Susie…fine” She started the car and set off.

 

I took out mum’s panties and showed them to the girls…their lower jaws dropped slightly and their eyes widened in surprise.

 

They looked at each other and giggled then nodded. I saw two pairs of hands slide up their dresses and with a little shuffling and butt rising they slid down their panties and handed them to me.

 

I raised them both pairs to my nose and inhaled through my nose…both girls laughed which made mum look in the rear view mirror. I held the girls panties up so mum could make no mistake in what I was holding.

 

I leaned forward and whispered into mum’s ear… “Three down one to go”…then sat right back.

 

It dawned on mum exactly what I was meaning. I saw her head turn towards Susie as she shouted out. “Oh my god”

 

The girls stopped giggling and Susie’s head spun around from looking at the shops in the high street to face mum “What?”

 

“Noth...nothing…dear…just that...well just that I think I may have left the grill on after cooking dads sausages” mum struggled to think of a reason

 

“Shouldn’t we turn around and see mum?”

 

“No…its ok…I remember now I did...”

 

“Sure?”

 

“Yes honey…its ok”

 

We lived in a small village about 10 miles from the town where our church was… our town was dead. It was all countryside and woods between village and town.

 

With the girls whispering and giggling all the time next to me…mum making small talk with Susie and with me thinking of fucking mum again when we got back home, the remainder of the journey was uneventful. The service was equally uneventful, although you could see mum was especially more careful as she got down on her knees to pray. I must admit my thoughts were not of a spiritual nature during the ninety minutes I sat through the service.

 

I was the first back into the car making sure I got to the front seat first. Susie didn’t argue but you could tell that she was not too pleased with me as she climbed in the back with the other two girls.

 

“Can you drop me off at the Mall please mum…I said I would meet Julie there”

 

“How will you get back?”

 

“I was hoping Dad might come and get me when I need a lift back”

 

“You have your dad wrapped around your little finger…ok...grab something to eat whilst you are there…and phone before five…dinner is going to be at six”

 

The short drive to the mall was spent in silence.

 

“Thanks mum” Susie got out of the car and ran towards the mall entrance as it had just started to rain.

 

“Can we get a McDonalds for lunch mum?”

 

“No we cannot Cathy…you know fine well I do not approve of those fast foods.” As mum started to drive off.

 

I smiled to myself and leaned over to Mum and whispered in her ear.

 

“Keen to get home for a fuck, are we mum?”

 

Mum let out a very audible gasp before shouting “ROSS GORMAN … you stop that right now”

 

“What did he do mum?”

 

My smile just broadened.

 

“Never you mind young girl…When we get home we are all going to have a serious talk” mums response was spoken with the authority of a determined mother

 

I was starting to get horny as I sat there and I knew that if I wanted to take care of my hardening cock when we got home it would have to be by my own hand as Dad usually gets home the same time as we do. I stroked my hardening cock through my pants. An action that did not go unnoticed by mum as I saw her eyes glance down.

 

“Might be a little awkward having a chat with Dad home mum…”

 

You could see mum’s mind working through what I had said and realised that it may well have consequences if we did start the chat when we got home.

 

There were lots of small clearings on the road where the council had made it possible to stop and park and take walks through the woods.

 

“We could have our chat here mum?”

 

“Where?”

 

“Here…stop in one of these lay-bys…where we won’t get disturbed by dad”. I of course had other plans than just talking…I had an erection to take care of.

 

Mum looked at me as if I were mad but once her eyes glanced down at me still blatantly rubbing my cock through my pants she realised that the chat couldn’t wait…she had to get it sorted once and for all. She waited until she was approaching a clearing and pulled off the road and parked.

 

The girls looked a little surprised as mum switched off the engine and turned in her seat to face us all.

 

“Right listen to me”….mum started.  “This has to stop…I don’t know wha…”

 

I breathed in and undid my pants button and started to unzip. Mum just stopped talking and her eyes widened. I could see the girls wondering what was going on as they were safely buckled up in the back and could not see what I was doing…they sat in silence waiting for mum to continue.

 

I fished out my hard cock and exposed it. You could see mum shaking her head and trying to say no but nothing came out.

 

“Suck it” I commanded

 

The girls suddenly realising what was going on leant forward and both gasped on seeing my erect cock

 

“Pl…please Ross this has to stop…its wrong”

 

“We have gone through this mum…you are mine to control and use as I want…”

 

Mum gasped…”Please Ross…it’s so wrong…and the girls…not in front of the girls”

 

Never before in my young life had I wanted to force my mothers mouth onto my cock…I wanted her to be seen to be my slut…I wanted to let the world know she was in my control.

 

I leaned forward and placed my hands over her coat grasping her breasts. Mother shot back hard against her door

 

“Strip… take of your clothes”

 

All three gasped…Mums head spun around scanning outside…the girls mouths dropped in disbelief.

 

“There CAN be only ONE” I spoke with venom in my tone.

 

The girls looked at each other and then at mum.

 

“No Ross…”

 

She did not move as my hand rested on her knee and slid up her leg. Three pairs of eyes were looking at my hand as it disappeared under her coat and dress hem.  Mums legs were pressed closed.

 

“Spread them…let me feel my sluts cunt”

 

The girls giggled…mums voice was so low I could not make it out…but her legs parted slightly.

 

“Wider slut”

 

Mum glanced at the girls but could not look them in the face for long…her head dropped as her legs spread enough for my hand to slide and touch her cunt…her wet cunt…the fucking bitch was randy.

 

I raised my arm exposing her upper thighs and eventually her shaven glistening cunt…the girls said nothing but look at her spread legs.

 

I started to slide a finger between her lips…feeling the soft silky walls of her vagina

 

I finger fucked her for a few seconds…my mother just staying silent with her head bowed. I withdrew my finger and offered it to Vicky…she took it in her mouth and sucked…making mother let out a low moan.

 

“Now strip slut….”

 

“Please Ross”

 

“Do what he says mum or I will and Ross can take my fucking cherry here in the back of the car…Ross…fuck me…I am fucking horny...”

 

It was my turn to be shocked as I looked at my young sister…her hand already under her skirt fingering herself.

 

“Nooo…please no…I…I will do it” mum’s voice was once again one of accepting resignation…”Please promise me that you wont fuck Cathy…she is too young”

 

I looked at my mother…and almost felt sorry for her but once again my throbbing erection was dictating my actions.

 

“I FUCK who and when I like…understand slut…now get those fucking clothes off”

 

Mum looked about her again and slowly started to undo her coat buttons…her head never stopping from spinning around…

 

“Hurry up mum…we want to see Ross fuck his slut mother”

 

Mum gasped as she shot a look at Cathy…who was now openly fingering her pussy…as was Vicky.

 

“Vicky...get on your knees and get your tongue on your Mistress’s cunt…she shouldn’t have to do that herself.”

 

Cathy’s smile broadened as Vicky gasped…

 

“Ohh I forgot...thank you Ross…yes slut get down and kiss my cunt for me…”

 

Vicky was halfway towards doing as she was instructed when…

 

“Wait…” Cathy’s voice bellowed…”All sluts should be naked…strip off slut”

 

Vicky shot a look at Cathy as if she was going to defy her then thought better of it as her hand made its way to start to obey her mistress’s order. Mum had her coat off and was slowly starting to undo the buttons of her blouse.

 

“This is taking to long…” I leaned over and grabbed the handle of the car door and pushed the door open…”Get out and undress…when you are naked you can get back in”

 

“Ross please…I will be seen”

 

“Get the fuck out and strip…or take us all home now where I will fuck Cathy in front of your fucking eyes as all the pictures I have taken are being uploaded…don’t fucking question me again”

 

Mum’s eyes were watering as she slid out of the car and in a crouched position started to strip with much more urgency. I heard the back door open and Cathy giving much the same instruction to her best friend. Both were stripped in less than thirty seconds and clambered back into the car just as a passing motor sped by.

 

I raised myself off the seat and pulled my pants and underpants down past my knees before sitting back down with my erect cock sticking up…“Now suck me off”

 

Naked and defeated mum lowered her head and started to do as requested. I could hear the soft moans come from the back seat as Vicky’s mouth was locked on my younger sister’s pussy.

 

I eased back into the seat as I watched mum’s head start to bob up and down feeling her tongue wrap around my cock as it gently sucked. In the back I saw Cathy grind her cunt into Vicky’s face…her moans were louder as she started to belittle her friend verbally…her hands squeezing her budding breasts through her blouse and bra.

 

“Cathy...lt me see your tits…pull your fucking tits out I wanna see them as mum sucks her son’s cock.”

 

Cathy looked up at me, a smile upon her face as she quickly pulled the buttons apart and her bra up exposing her slowly developing buds. She started to pull on the hard nipples not taking her eyes from mine.

 

I laid my hands upon mum’s head and started to force her down further and quicker onto my throbbing cock…I started a barrage of insults and nasty name calling as I started to fuck her mouth.

 

“Mums masturbating” Cathy suddenly blurted out.

 

I looked down just in time to see mums hand fly away from between her legs and she pushed against my hands to lift her head off my cock.

 

“You fucking slut…you love this don’t you?”

 

Mum’s head could only shake trying to deny what I had just said.

 

“Get in the back with the others…SLUT”.

 

Mum looked a little unsure and scared but she quickly jumped out of the car and got into the back. For the first time mum did as I asked without questioning me…my face beamed.

 

“In the middle whore”

 

Mum clambered over Cathy and sat between the two young girls.

 

“Spread your legs…lift them over Cathy and Vicky. I want to see that slut cunt of my mother.”

 

Mum gasped, but lifted a leg over one of the girls either side of her nearest leg, her cunt was glistening with cunt juice…her lips parted wide showing the inner pink walls of her pussy.

 

“Now masturbate”

 

The girls looked in shock as mum slowly started to play with her pussy…gently touching her clit as it poked out of its sheath.

 

“Suck her tits…bite them, chew them” I glanced at both girls as I told them what I wished.

 

Mum moaned louder as the girls leant forward and started to kiss and suck my mother’s breasts…

 

“Bite them sluts….hurt the bitch…make her moan”

 

“Yesss...harder…”  I faintly heard mum’s words come out of her mouth.

 

“What…what did you say slut”

 

Mum looked right at me…waited but a second before replying…

 

“Bite my tits…bite your sluts tits hard…”

 

I moved quickly to position myself between the two front seats of the car my  hand flying to my cock and giving it a few strokes…that’s all it needed as my cum shot out right across landing mum’s tummy.

 

I leaned forward and grabbed Vicky’s head and pulled it off mum’s tit causing mum to yelp in pain and Vicky to scream at her hair being pulled. The second spurt landed on Vicky’s face with her mouth over my cock to catch the third and subsequent spurts.

 

Mum screamed as her climax overtook her and her ass lifted off the back seat the cum so strong. Cathy’s mouth left mums tit as she threw herself back in her seat as her fingers sent her over the edge.

 

It took a few minutes for us all to calm down, three panting and sweating bodies. The only one that had not cum was Vicky…she was frantically trying to make herself cum as we all burst out in laughter as her moans of frustration were the only sounds to be heard from her.

 

“Stop slut…you can cum when we get home…when I fuck you”

 

You could see that Vicky did not want to stop but her hand stopped touching her tight cunt and she smiled…”Promise”

 

I smiled back… “Promise…either my cock...or mum’s tongue will get you off.”

 

Mum gasped.

 

“Mmmmm…sounds good”

 

I noticed my glob of semen on mum’s belly and pointed to it looking at Cathy… “Lick it up”

 

Cathy glared at me as we all looked to see if she would obey.

 

Mother moaned as Cathy’s tongue ran across the sticky substance. We waited until her head came up with just saliva now covering mums belly.

 

As Cathy wiped her mouth with the back of her hand she uttered ‘gross’

 

Within ten minutes we were all dressed and pulling into the drive. We had beaten dad home.

 

When Mom's Go Bad

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After mom and dad divorced my mom began to act a bit different from what I'd come to expect from her. Her manner of dress changed as did her attitude. It was odd to see a mother of three grown kids behave so shamelessly, but as my two older sisters no longer lived at home, I was the one to see most of what went on.

There Can Be Only One Ch 11

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Chapter 11

 

Ross was almost done organising the pictures that he had taken of his latest session with his mother when the door opened and in walked Cathy and Vicky. Ross turned his head and his hand shot down to cover his hard cock on hearing the door open.

“Knock before you come in” he barked at Cathy

“Well Soreeee…”

Ross’s anger quickly faded as he was not particularly angry at Cathy…&rdqu

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o;Well…I don’t mind you coming in like that, its just that it could have been anyone and I could have been doing something that...well perhaps I shouldn’t or don’t want to be seen doing”

The girls giggled.

“Ok…we will knock in future…tell you what…how about if we knock like this”…Cathy knocked twice rapidly on the door followed by a pause and one more rap.

Ross smiled…”Sounds good”

The girls walked over to the computer and looked over Ross’s shoulder.

“Wow…is that mum’s cunt” Cathy squealed

“Well who else’s would it be?”

“I dunno…ok then...what other pics did you take?”

Ross minimised the screen and turned to look at his sister and her young friend

“Never mind about that…did dad see your cunt?”

Cathy spoke with excitement to her voice…”Yessss…I showed it to him…well accidentally on purpose kind of  let him see it as I lay on the floor in front of the telly and bent my legs at the knees putting my feet up in the air.”

“Yes but she kept her legs together so he probably didn’t see it...not like me.” Piped in Vicky

“Probably did see it…anyway...you were practically shoving your ass in his face….when I walked back in the room I could see everything…even your asshole”

“Well…that’s what Ross wanted”

I smiled

“What did Dad say?” Ross directed his question at Vicky

“Didn’t say anything…and I knew he must have had an erection as he had the newspaper all over his lap hiding it”

“Yeah …pervy dad probably had his hand in his pants wanking”

Ross was openly stroking his hard cock in front of the girls, his embarrassment now completely faded on them looking at his naked cock.

“Get on your knees and suck me off Cathy”

“Nooo…get your fucking slut to do it” She pushed Vicky forward

Ross knew he had Vicky and his mother exactly where he wanted…he now wished to get his 14yo sister in the same position.

“I told you to...now get on your knees and suck me off”

Cathy glared at his elder brother…decided if she should do it. He had already shoved his cock in her mouth after he had taken Vicky’s virginity and that was covered in her blood and cunt juice…and when he shot his cream in her mouth she almost gagged. She was not too fond of the taste either.

“Suck it…there can be only one”

Cathy slowly sunk down on her knees in front of his brother. Ross parted his legs even more and looked down at his sister as her eyes were focusing on his cock

“Suck it bitch”

Cathy took a hold of her brother’s hard member and slowly lowered her mouth to it. She grimaced slightly as she took it into her mouth. Ross slid further down in the chair.

Vicky gazed down with a kind of envious look upon her face.

Ross reached out and pulled Vicky closer to him. His hand slid up her smooth thigh and touched a cunt that was coated in juice. Vicky bent her legs slightly at the knee whilst resting one hand on the computer desk for support. At this angle Ross easily slid his finger into her cunt and started to finger fuck her tight hole.

“That’s it slut…swallow that cock…suck it good…” Ross started his verbal assault on his sister as she started to get used to the feel of his prick in her mouth.

“Can you taste mum on it?”

Cathy’s head flew off his cock…”Ewww…didn’t you wash it?”

Ross just pushed her head back down with his free hand. “Suck it slut…and no I fucking didn’t…that’s your job from now on…my personal cock cleaner”

Cathy tried to pull back up to voice her objections but Ross’s grip was firm. He was now pumping two fingers into Vicky’s cunt. He needed to fuck even though Cathy’s mouth felt good on his cock.

He pulled his two fingers out of Vicky’s pussy.

“Get on the bed…on your knees like a dog…” His command was directed at Vicky…wanting to save popping his sister’s cherry for another time.

Vicky eager to get fucked again leapt onto the bed in two bounds and straight into the doggy position with her head looking over her shoulder in eager anticipation.

“Get that fucking head down and your ass up in the air” Vicky obeyed without question.

He was now holding Cathy by the head face fucking her enjoying the spluttering and the occasional choke coming from his sister’s mouth.

They did not hear the light knock on the door and it opening slowly. Ross heard the gasp from his mother though. She did not say anything as Ross held his sisters head with his cock deep inside and smiled directly at her.

He slowly dragged Cathy off his cock by the hair and twisted it around to face the door

“Mummmm”

“Come in and shut the door…or fuck off”

“Ross…please…” She stopped mid sentence and gasped again as she now saw Vicky on the bed with her ass up in the air…her rosebud clearly on display along with her shiny wet cunt lips.

“Dad is downstairs...he will catch you” Mum tried to reason.

“You know fine well that he is going to be perched in front of the TV for the next 90 minutes while he catches the soccer highlights…now come in and watch me fuck Vicky’s ass or fuck off”

Three very audible gasps were heard followed by a terrified ‘my ass?’ coming from Vicky’s mouth.

I pushed Cathy aside and stood up and walked over to where Vicky was still kneeling on the bed. Taking her by the upper thighs I half dragged as she half shuffled back towards the edge of the bed. I wanted to fuck her ass standing up.

“Please...not my ass...I  ...I have never …”

“What the fuck…you never had your cunt fucked before this afternoon…and besides...I told you I was going to”

“Yes...but”

“But fuck all”...I positioned my saliva coated cock at Vicky’s tight brown hole. I turned my head on hearing the door click shut. Mum was standing this side of the closed door.

Cathy had shuffled along on her knees to get a better view of what I was about to do.

“Fuck her ass…push it straight in…make the bitch squeal” she whispered in not to soft a voice.

“Please …fuck my cunt…”

“Don’t you want a better view MUM” I said with an evil tone to my voice

Mum did not move.

I was hearing two voices from just below me…one pleading to fuck her cunt and spare her virgin ass…the other to rip her ass apart. That sister of mine has a wicked side to her.

I slowly started to push forward. My cock was meeting a closed tight hole. I slapped her right buttock hard which made Vicky yelp.

“Hush…quiet…dad will hear” I heard mum speak. I looked over my shoulder at her in surprise. She should have been trying to stop me rather than tell Vicky not be so vocal.

“You get your fat ass over here and keep her quiet” I spoke with some venom in my voice.

 

Mum hesitated at first and then came over and stood beside me…her eyes now glued on my cock head as it rested on Vicky’s brown ring.

“How…what can I do?”

 

I lifted mums skirt up and smiled on seeing that she was still pantieless. Her newly shaved cunt, having a slight sheen to it as it leaked its vaginal fluid.

 

Mum stayed silent as I gazed upon her mound.

 

“Get on the bed and shove her face into that muff of yours”

Mum’s face looked as if she had just seen a ghost. Vicky shouted ‘noooo’. Cathy gasped.

 

“Get on that fucking bed and open those whore legs and shove that slut’s mouth over it”

 

“Ross”

“Do it…do it fucking now” I slapped Vicky’s ass harder made her yell even louder than before which prompted mum to jump on the bed and lay at Vicky’s head.

 

Cathy and I watched…both with big grins on our face as Mother slowly spread her legs wide, lifting Vicky’s head muttering she was sorry to Vicky all the time as she slid down into position.

 

I pushed down onto Vicky’s anal outer sphincter I could hear her breath in and hold her breath. It still could not enter. I remembered reading that you should always lubricate as ass before you fuck it.

 

I stepped back a little and started to finger fuck her cunt…coating my fingers in her juice. Vicky started to moan and push back on my fingers.

“Suck mums cunt slut…I want to see your tongue right up her fuck tube”

 

I saw Vickys head dip slightly and mum let out a soft groan as Vicky’s tongue made contact with mums pussy. At that moment I withdrew my goo coated finger and worked it into Vicky’s ass. It resisted momentarily before slipping in. I heard Vicky moan.

 

Alternating my finger fucking between Vicky’s pussy and asshole I soon could manage to slip 2 fingers in her tight brown bunghole. She was lubricated now.

 

I moved forward and positioned my cock head at her anal entrance.

 

“Push the sluts mouth onto that fucking pussy of yours...I am going to make her scream”

 

As soon as I saw mums hands force Vicky’s head down I pushed with all my might. I heard a muffled scream as my cock burst through her tight sphincter. Her cunt automatically closed around my cock. It almost ripped my fucking foreskin off it was that fucking tight. When I was fully in I just stood there allowing me to get used to the tightness...I could feel Vicky trying to pull off me as mum muffled her screams with her cunt. I was not sure what Vicky was feeling more concerned about…the pain in her ass or the fact that she was suffocating between a pair of legs.

 

We stayed coupled that way for a couple of minutes. I started to sense Vicky was getting used to my cock in her brown shit hole. Mum was not holding her head down so forcibly now…I could hear the soft muffled sobs coming from Vick’s lips.

 

“Lick that cunt in front of you slut” I started to slowly withdraw my erect cock.

 

I pulled out just as far so that the ass gripped my head and once more I stood motionless.

 

Mum was now slowly getting aroused as she started to grind her cunt to the blond girls mouth. She started to offer encouragement to Vicky as she started to tongue the much older woman’s cunt.

 

“Fuck her ass…fuck it brother…rip it apart”

 

I smiled down at my kneeling sister as she had one hand up her skirt fingering herself and the other hand squeezing her small breast. I did as she asked…I slowly started to fuck the tight orifice that my cock was getting so much pleasure from.

 

Vicky stopped kissing and licking the cunt in front of her as she got used to the motion I was doing. Soon I noticed mum push Vicky’s head back down in an effort to continue with the pleasure that she was obviously getting from the young girls tongue.

 

I started to increase my tempo…my fucking becoming more aggressive to the words of encouragement that Cathy was giving me. Mums moans were becoming increasingly louder.

 

I started to add my verbal abuse both at Vicky and my mother. Mum was looking directly at me as I mouthed obscenities at her…grinding her cunt into Vicky’s face the more derogatory they were. On seeing me mouth that it is going to be her tongue up Mrs Noake’s cunt…the vicar’s wife’s cunt… my mother came with a load moan after a not too convincing ‘Noooooooo’

 

Cathy gasped… “You gonna make mum…” I did not hear the rest of what she was going to say as I let fly a torrent of seed into Vicky’s tight ass.

 

I lay slumped over Vicky’s ass while I recovered from my climax. Opening my eyes I saw tears running down both mum’s and Vicky’s faces, the latter resting on one of mum’s thighs. Cathy was still gently fingering her cunt and playing with her tit. I pulled out my soft cock from its tight grip. I was intending on getting Cathy to clean my cock off but I was spent and it was still rather sensitive from the tight anal fucking. I just flopped on the bed next to the women.

 

“You lot had best get out of here I need to get some sleep…there’s a lot more fucking to be done tomorrow”

 

“It’s Sunday…” mum threw in as if it being a Sunday would have made a difference.

 

I laughed… “Good…a chance to have a word with Mrs Noakes then”

 

Cathy giggled as mum once again gasped.

 

“Get the fuck out of here my little sluts...I need to sleep…and remember…I own all of you now…now get the fuck before I decide to fuck all of your asses”

 

The girls were the first to rise and jump of the bed. Cathy looking around for something then saw it and held her hair brush high.

 

“Come on Vicky….this brush wants an ass to fuck”

 

“Noooo…my ass is to sore…I could fuck yours with it”

 

The girls made their way to the door as they were quietly arguing what was and what was not going to happen. Cathy opened the door slowly and peeked out and checked to see if the coast was clear, before they slipped out of my bedroom and into theirs.

 

Mum slowly rose of the bed and once again tried to reason with me before making her way to leave my room, but my cock was in control and you can’t argue with the will of a 15yo cock. I felt that she did not quite grasp the fact that she was mine and mine to do with as I wanted.

 

“Mum” I rose and went to her as one hand was on the doorknob. I think she thought I was going to concede some ground to her.

 

When I was close by her I cupped her face between my hands and kissed her on her lips in a gentle manner. When I drew back and was about 6” from her face I spoke softly

 

“Clean my cock…get on your knees and suck it clean”

 

“Nooo Ross…its...its been in Vicky’s ass…its dirty”

 

I smiled a warm smile that hid what thoughts were behind the smile

 

“Clean my cock...now…or else”

 

Mum did not move as I released her face from my hands and walked over to my computer and brought up the screen once again. The image we both knew was her cunt and tits being shown from my vantage position from under her, although you could not recognise it was her, as her face was not in shot.

 

She glared at the screen as I stood there.

 

“Suck my cock clean”

 

Still she did not move.

 

I pressed another key. The screen suddenly changed to a blue screen with the words…’IMAGE UPLOADING’

 

Mums face looked shocked and even more so when up came a website that was clearly a site that one posted amateur naked pictures.

 

I clicked on the button that mentioned see all posts by … I typed in ‘Nastyboy’. One image came up…it was the one I had just sent. Mother let out an ‘Oh my Goooo...d’

 

I minimised that page and clicked a few more keys on the keyboard and up popped another naked picture of my mother but this time her face was clearly seen.

 

I looked straight at her “You have a choice…”

 

Mum didn’t say anything but walked over to me…made one more plea with her eyes before sinking to her knees before my dirty flaccid cock…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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There Can Be Only One Chapter 9





As is customary in our house on a Saturday evening we all dig in and help mum clear up the dinner dishes so that mum and Cathy can go watch the latest episode of one of those stupid phone in and get rid of a wannabe on TV. Dad says he can’t stand them but he always sits and watches them with mum and Cathy.



Dad went off to grab his usual chair in the lo

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My door was slightly ajar as I sat at the computer checking for any messages on Face book. I heard the door to mum’s bedroom shut. I quickly rose and darted to open the door just as mum was passing my bedroom. I could hear the girls laughing and giggling in the bathroom opposite.



Mum had changed from her Sunday outfit into a shirt and some Capri pants. The way her tits were held I could tell

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There Can Be Only One Chapter 7



As I lay relaxing in my foamy bath, I reflected on what had happened this morning and afternoon. I had finally lost my virginity in a way that I would never have expected it. I did feel a little guilty in the way I popped Vicky’s cherry…perhaps it should have been with a little more tenderness and care….but hell it was my cock that was doing the thinking fo

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I heard a report the other day, on that entertainer feature network, that when Marilyn Monroe died, she had a full enema inside her body. The reporter said that either Marilyn or an unknown murderer filled an enema bag, added barbiturates, put it inside her bowels, and she held it there. The skin inside absorbed all the chemicals and it killed her. An overdose. Now the freak in me wanted to know all sorts of things that the G-rated network would never disclose. I wanted to know whether Marilyn (Norma Jean) was a regular enema user. I wanted to know if she cleaned out her colon before Jack Kennedy or Frank Sinatra came to fuck her, and if they swabbed her sanitized pink, puckered asshole with their tongues. I wanted to know if she inserted the enema and didn’t realize the amount of

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drugs her body would absorb before she expelled the liquid. I wanted to know if Marilyn was so effective at holding the water in that she accidentally killed herself, or if she truly intended to kill herself with her intestines full of the hazardous water. I wanted to know if Marilyn expelled the water after she took her last breath and all her body’s muscles relaxed, or if there was a plug in her ass, holding it in. Was the liquid actually still inside her body when the police found her? How? I wanted to write to that police drama "Cold Case" to see if they’d reinvestigate the details.

Now I am curious about all of these things because I have become an ass afficionado. I wasn’t one until recently, when I met my new man and learned that he was fascinated by porn. I asked him to show me one of his movies, and when he did, I just looked at him and said, "Oh YOU want some anal sex, don’t you?" He hung his head, and looked rather fishy and boyish.

"I’ll give it a try" I shrugged and pointed at the screen, "but let me work on it. I know she’s acting like it’s about the same as fucking her pussy, but you and I know that’s not the way it works. That hole is an exit."

I didn’t want to disappoint him. I wanted to grin and act all gung ho, but I worried that it was going to hurt like hell. I knew from looking at the length of the scene in the movie, he hoped to spend some quality time in my tight little ass, gripping the pale skin of my hips as he rode me hard. I knew that he really wanted to slam it to me. What had I promised to do?

We watched the rest of the movie and one young woman was so enthusiastic about her ass-fucking that she screamed and gyrated, trying to take in more. "Deeper! Deeper!" She screamed and panted. Another male actor was delighted to stick his dick in her too, so there she was, all over the big screen, taking in not just one dick, but two. Holy shit! These little sluts in these movies had no idea how high expectations are raised when our men see these shameless fuck sessions. Shit oh dear. And on the big screen, it was suddenly wall to wall asshole stretched out by two marvelous huge cocks. Complete with the surround sound shrieking "Oh yes, oooh yes, oh Baby Baby Baby."

My own man pulled out his 9-inch dick and started stroking, holding his hand loose and massaging the ridge at the base like he was about to start a fire. I loved to watch him masturbate, but I quickly took advantage of the situation to get my own pussy pumped. I leaned over a chair and he stood behind me, fucking my pussy doggy style, watching the actress call out. She ultimately took the cocks that had just been deep inside her ass, swallowed them down her throat, and exclaimed that they tasted great. Oh my goodness! My man pulled out and squirted his jizz all over my ass.

I was more than a little uncomfortable. My man was into sodomy. A small-dick boy had poked me in the ass once or twice, but after watching the video, I knew this was going to be different. I thought about how hard my man got, and how he would be sure to fill me to capacity. I was sure that it was going to feel like he was skewering me up to my neck. I had an image of myself on a rotisserie, his dick shoved up my ass, spinning over a bed of hot coals. I was skeptical that I would be able to show the same level of enthusiasm as the actress in the movie. I didn’t even think anyone could pay me enough to show the same level of enthusiasm as the actress in the movie. (How much do these girls make anyway?)

My one experience with ass-fucking had been confusing. The boy who had tried it was sort of grossed out, thinking "Ew! Is it going to smell like shit?" Once inside, he came quick and sloppy, with loud exclamation, like he’d just slammed his dick into an electric pencil sharpener, then pulled it out all pointed and done. My man now wouldn’t do me like that. His dick was fat! With my previous experience, there was an embarrassing time after the initial penetration of running to the toilet, making gassy noises, and feeling like I was going to ultimately mess all over the floor. Not acceptable.

I was going to have to teach myself to take it up the ass, and take it hard. I was going to have to learn to clean it thoroughly so I could be confident there wasn’t going to be an awful mess. I was going to have to be convincing or my man was going to be terribly disappointed and I was going to feel like a loser.

I began researching enemas. My goal was to be able to fuck my man like the girl in his movie fucked that hard dick, able to suck it off after the fact. I tried the small, cold enemas from the drug store shelf. I stood there in line, anxious and self-conscious, trying to make sure the woman behind the counter wasn’t the same gal who’d sold me one the week before. (I’d lied that I was using them to prepare myself for surgery.) I wasn’t impressed that the liquid was filled with diarrhetics and that the amount of liquid was probably about a cup and a half. What good was that going to do?

I checked their effectiveness by slamming myself in the ass with my smallest dildo until the muscles in my ass contracted and I expelled the last of the liquid. I found these enemas short-lived, and only marginally effective. And I wasn’t sure I was making any progress. This dildo was much smaller than my man, I used lots of lube, but it was still piercing and invasive. How did the movie girls do it? How did they keep going at it for most of an hour (my man says filming those scenes can take ten hours a day) and how in the hell did they learn to enjoy it?

What was I, a fucking wimp?

I went on the internet. Before long, I found several gay sites with plenty of instruction and a brown, unobtrusive box arrived in the mail. I opened the carton in the privacy of the bathroom on a quiet morning when my man had to work. I took out the bag, the clips to hold it up, and the long tube. At the end of the tube I screwed on an attachment like a narrow straw. I undressed, leaving my clothes in a pile by the door, and filled the bag with warm water. I quickly learned that the water had to be pretty much body temperature. Those skin surfaces inside were not used to touching anything cooler or warmer. Enemas, even as warm as bath water burned like a son of a bitch and I suspected they seared off a layer of skin. I soaped up the nozzle so that it was slippery enough to insert into my tight ass. (Oh shit how would I ever get his goddamn dick inside?) I pushed the water in from the bottle and then pushed it out. Lather, rinse, repeat. Another side effect was that the water didn’t all expel. A lot of it was absorbed by my body and some of it just slurped around. After about an hour, I really had to pee.

But I thought I was making progress. Before long I could put over a pint of water inside. Some of the articles on the internet said that true enema fanatics could take almost a gallon of water at a time, until their bellies expanded. They really got off on how long they could hold it inside. Some of them made mixtures of water and coffee or water and wine, counting on the absorbing properties of the colon to make them either jittery or drunk. Absolutely perverse! I wondered if they knew about Marilyn Monroe and her barbiturates. The article that suggested these methods did warn that you had little control over how much of the extra chemical your body was going to absorb inside your bowels. No shit!

I listened to an interview with porn star Jenna Haze. She was on Playboy Radio talking to Tiffany Granath. She disclosed that what she did to prepare for an anal sex scene was a combination of fasting and enemas. She said she’d never had an embarrassing experience on a set. I got a pad of paper and took notes.

Nervously, I decided I’d be ready. I called my man I’d be ready for a round of sex on Friday night. Thursday, at noon, I ate a salad, then after that, I cut off the solid foods. Yogurt for dinner. I did one of the box enemas that evening, and the diarrhetic went right through me. I evacuated most of what I had inside, then went to bed. I wanted to masturbate, then thought I’d better save it. Let the tension build.

Friday noon, I did another enema, water only, using a hot water bottle system that I purchased at Wal-Mart. I filled the pink bladder with tepid water. I attached the hoses and a nozzle that inserted into my ass. It sprayed water in several directions. Naked, I leaned over in the bathtub, the bladder of water under my knees and pushed on the bladder. The water started flowing through the tubes and filling up my bowels.

The feeling was intense. I’d already gotten most of the debris out the night before, so now it was more a "final rinse." The first water was a little cool and I could distinctively feel the water spread into my colon. Awesome! I knelt on the bladder and pushed a little more water in. I started to feel a little full, and I wanted to distract myself from the feeling so I could push more water inside after a minute.

I put my hand down and started diddling on my clit. Good distraction! I clenched the muscles of my anus to hold the water in, and rubbed my cliterous. I held the water, held the water, held the water. I rubbed my clit, rubbed my clit, rubbed my clit. I pushed on the bladder and forced a little more water inside. I rubbed my clit some more. I folded the rubber bladder in half to push the last bit of water inside. I thought I was holding about a quart! I felt so—so stretched. It was nice and cool inside. Water dripped a little from the nozzle, rolling cool water over my hand while I messed with my clit so I could hold it as long as possible.

Then it felt sudden that I needed to expel the water. I stood, stepped out of the bathtub and perched on the toilet. I pushed some of the water out, then clenched my ass shut. The longer I could hold the water, the better a rinse it would be. On the toilet, I played with my clit a little more. I felt all electrified and in tune with my body. I got the hair clippers and spread my thighs so I could trim my pubic hairs. I challenged myself to hold the water that little while longer. I felt the delicious vibration of the clippers as I trimmed my bush to about an eighth an inch. After I finished, I rolled my clit between my forefinger and thumb. I felt the fullness of the water in my ass.

I pushed the water out, as much as I could.

Oh dear! I wasn’t counting on liking the enema so much. I filled the enema bag again, this time with slightly warmer water. I inserted the nozzle in my asshole, and started pushing on the bag with my knee and forearm. The water squirted out, a jet flying off to the left and hitting the side of the tub. I pushed the nozzle inside a little deeper, then the water started filling me to capacity. I put my right hand between my thighs and I kept masturbating. The intensity against my clit was so effective at taking my mind off the filling feeling in my butt. I got one of my man’s razors and shaved the line of hairs that grew inside my pussy lips. I held the water in, held the water in. I arched my back as much as I could and pushed on the bladder of water to force every drop of water inside. Oh, I was such a good girl to take all this water! I reached back between my legs and tentatively shaved the circle of fine hairs from around my anus.

Oh fuck! I was so, so full! My rectum was all full of water and I could feel the water push up into my lower intestine, farther than a dick could probably reach. I pushed on the bladder of water some more, and I could even feel the water push more inside and my tummy started to distend. Oh fuck. This was about as full as I was going to get. I stood to cross the bathroom, clenching my ass closed. Oh! Oh! The water splashed out behind me, all over the bathtub.

I squatted and released the water. Oh it felt great. It really felt great. There was a little white pasty mucus from my bung hole coming out with the water, but other than that, I was spotlessly clean. After I was sure I had expressed all of the water, I walked naked into my bedroom and got a dildo from the drawer in the nightstand.

I went back into the bathtub. I soaped up the dildo and then I squatted down onto it, pushing it right into my butt. Oh my god. Oh fuck. It felt great! I had a squeaky clean ass, and the dildo slid in. I started rocking it in and out. Oh there was a little to push out. I got up, the dildo plugging my ass and went to the toilet. I pushed. Nothing much. More clear mucus. I went back to the bathtub, rinsed the hot water bag out and filled it a quarter way with warm water. I pushed the dildo back into my asshole and started riding it. Oh, oh oh yes!!! I think I’m gonna like this!

I got done with my little session in the tub and I laid on the bed. Oh my god. I was wonderfully exhausted. The enema was so thorough, and expelling it was it’s own little reward. I felt deliciously scoured clean. After a brief rest on the bed, I felt energized, and ready to take on the world.

I could hardly wait for my man to get home from work. I was fasting all day, so I sipped at my Diet Coke and chewed ice. In the middle of the afternoon, I peed and made sure I didn’t have anything else inside my colon by pushing the dildo back inside and working it some more. I came, and it was a different sort of cum. I wanted to experiment some more, but I decided to hold out and wait for my man.

He arrived with a bottle of white wine. I drank a glass. It went right through me, since I hadn’t eaten for almost 28 hours. My man was going to get the fuck of his life, but he didn’t know it, he didn’t have any idea. I drank another glass of wine, and I was feeling a buzz.

Of course I had already flashed out the credit card at Victoria’s Secret, so I had quite the show for him that night. I stripped down to a pale pink teddy that laced up the front. I took my time unlacing it, flashing my perfect 36C breasts. He took my ruddy nipples into his mouth and sucked, long and hard. Electricity shot right through me. I was ready to cum right then! I wasn’t surprised. Doing the enema had made me so aroused, and I’d carried that with me all afternoon. The idea of his big cock ramming in and out of me the same way that the girl had taken it in the video, well that was a huge turn-on for me too. Still wearing the teddy, I took his hand and led him into the bedroom.

I turned on the lights. He looked at me funny. "No way you’re going to miss a second of this." Men are always so much more visual than women, but I’ll admit that I wanted to see that big thick dick of his slipping in and out of my ass. He stripped off his clothes. He already had a boner stretching out, as big as the state of Florida.

"You sure you’re ready."

I remembered the several bags of water I’d deliriously flushed through my system. "Oh I’m ready. Yes baby, I’m ready."

The wine was going through me too. He’d brought my glass into the bedroom, so I took another sip. Then he picked me up and put me down on the bed, on my back. He carefully unlaced the rest of the teddy, and unsnapped the crotch of my teddy. "Take that thing off, will you?"

I pressed my breasts together and offered him a good shot of my cleavage, my nipples jutting out, then I pulled the teddy off over my head. I tossed it in the corner. I laid back on the bed, ready for him to do his thing.

He started by trailing fingers softly across my skin. He was picking up the natural electrical currents inside of me and swirled them all together. He teased me by circling his thumb around my nipples, then he sucked on each one in turn. I could fell that my pussy was already soaked. I wanted him so bad.

He took me vaginally at first. He put it in, and pushed my left leg up high, so that when he went inside me missionary style, he had my leg to hold. It went up over his shoulder, my ankle by his ear and it enabled us to both see the penetration of his cock into my love canal. He slid it in slowly, and then with one leg up and the other down, he could come at me from an angle. He "stirred" my juices with his beautiful cock. I could see him roll his hips in a circle as he directed his dick to hit the walls of my cunt, all the way around. Oh it felt wonderful! Then with my legs spread so, he put his hand on my clit, right above where he was grinding it, and he started to trace tiny circles around that little head as he stroked his dick in and out. Oh! Oh! Oh!

I don’t have any trouble cumming over and over, but it was rare for a man to take the time to find out how many times I could cum. My man was as patient as they made them. He could stroke me with my ankle up by his ear and stroke, stroke, stroke, sliding it in and out so slo-o-owly that we both were gasping with pleasure. Then he shifted around and pushed the other ankle up, so that his hips were mashing into my pussy and I was on fire. He fucked and fucked like a madman.

"Hey, you, I want some of that in my ass." I told him.

"You do? Oh shit." He kept pumping away, now invigorated by visions of asshole plums dancing in his head. "Shit Girl, well let me take some of the edge off first."

He flipped me over so I was on my hands and knees. He stood by the side of the bed and entered me doggy style. Oh! Oh! This was my favorite position, and he was still inside my cunt. I was so wet, I made slurp, slurp, slurpy sounds as he glided in and out. I knelt with my ass up, leaning against my forearms on the bed. I gripped the bedspread to hold my position. He was jamming at me so hard, he physically moved me forward on the mattress. I didn’t want to slam my head against the headboard.

He was hitting all the perfect spots and as hot as I was, I started to cum. I clenched his dick hard with my vaginal muscles as I clenched the blankets with my hands. I felt my body force out more fluids–I was cumming and dripping all over the place. My body had absorbed a lot of water from those enemas. I was saturated. It felt fabulous. Who needs to drink eight glasses of water a day when you can push three or four into your asshole and hold them in and take the liquid that way? I felt like I had a new lease on life.

My man pulled his twitching dick out of my vagina and he started jacking it. "I’m going to cum!" he announced, his hand sliding back and forth in the pattern he always used. His palm brushed past the head, and I saw it bulge and cum started spurting out. I stuck my tongue out and he aimed at my mouth, and jets of cum flew onto the bed, some of them hitting my mouth. I took my forefinger and scraped the white cream off my cheek and tasted it. God, I loved eating cum!

Then my man positioned my ass up, doggy style again. "I’m going to start teasing you a little, okay Baby?"

I nodded. I was still recovering from that great climax, but it would only take a moment for me to be ready again. He wanted me kneeling doggy style with my ass over the edge of the bed. He stood behind me, his own dick still pulsing out beads of cum. He was softer, but not completely soft. I knew that he would be rigid in no time. My man slicked his hands up with lubricant. We kept a pump bottle on the nightstand. He leaned down and studied my spotless asshole. He put his thumb on it, and slowly started tracing a circle around it. I leaned into his hand, enjoying feeling the trace around that tight hole. Then he inserted a finger. I would have normally recoiled against the sudden invasion into a hole designed as an exit, but after all my preparations, I was ready. It was like he was coming home. I wanted more.

"Come on, Baby! I’m ready. None of this sissy stuff."

Then two fingers. He inserted them like he was picking up a bowling ball. Two in my asshole, one in my cunt. Oh it felt good! The ridges of his knuckles pressed against the sphincter muscle, and I put my hands on my ass cheeks and held my asshole open to him. "Ahaa!" He said, excited, and he quickly expanded the opening, this time using two fingers from his left hand, and two fingers from his right. I was going to be able to take this, I thought. So far, everything felt great.

He kept inserting lubricated fingers inside my gaping asshole. I was bucking against him, wanting more. I looked down to check on him. His dick was standing at attention again. "Fuck that ass!" I told him. "Fuck me in my ass."

I didn’t need to tell him again. He dashed a squirt of lube across his dick and another on my asshole. He used his hand to spread the lube across his dick. I knew that the second erection would last and last. His glistening hard dick was just inches from my asshole. He was ready to plunge it in.

And Ooh I was so ready! I’m not going to tell you that it was anything like a good pussy fucking, because it’s not. It’s incredibly different. There’s a whole layer of skin blocking that dick from my cunt, but all the wires are still there. And having everything clean and a little wine in my system....ooooh, I could take it all night! My Baby stuck it in and Yes, it felt uncomfortable for maybe ten seconds, but he just held it there stiff as a pole and let my body adjust to the size. Then when I started rocking against it–the lightening started sizzling and rockets went off. If it started to feel a little intense, I just did what I did in the tub, I diddled my clit, letting the fireworks there distract me momentarily from his sheer size.

For a little while, I just felt slammed. Yes, it felt good, but I was at his mercy, you know what I mean? I couldn’t move much, I couldn’t react. I just crouched there on the edge of the bed, my ass over the side, his dick slamming into my asshole. It felt like almost too much. Then oh shit, it started to feel glorious. He reached around me and started jamming on my clit with his hand. I arched my back and I felt like the girl in the movie, "Deeper, Baby, deeper!"

He grabbed onto my hips and started slamming harder and faster. He pushed my lower back down, and I think he could feel the tip of his penis pushing to bust out, he could feel the motion through my flesh. The idea of that big ole dick of his just ramming my asshole, well it was such a turn-on. I looked at him through my legs, my ass high, trying to see what it looked like, his pink shaft disappearing inside of me, over and over. I couldn’t see him directly, not from that position, but I could see the reflection of him in the mirror on the inside of the door. He stood directly behind me, his hard dick lined up, pistoning in and out. Oh my god, it felt so good!

I couldn’t get enough! I clenched my sphincter around his dick and heard him catch his breath. Oooh that must have felt so tight! I clenched and clenched, gripping his dick with my tight, pink ass... "Give it to me!"

Oh sweet mother of god. The orgasm was so fucking insane! I felt it build and build, the clenching was starting to set it off. I could feel his dick hitting my G-spot, but it was coming at it from the wrong angle, and a layer of skin blocked it off. It felt exotic, like fucking my pussy through a layer of cloth. And from all the prepping I’d done with the enema a few hours before, my body was ready to explode! I felt the sensations build, higher and higher, and then there wasn’t much I could do. I clung to the layers of blanket on the bedspread, my man fucking and fucking from behind, the mattress slipping off the side from perpetual motion. I was completely absorbed by the intensity of having his dick in my ass.

The orgasm started washing through me, and I was its victim. It came over me like a wave, overpowering all my senses. There was a slight trickle of sweat rolling down my face. I closed my eyes, flooded with sensations. All I could feel was pushing and resisting, my body caught in a tug of war. I was about to bust! I was overwhelmed by the slam of his hard dick and my muscles clenching as hard as they could. I had no control. "Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!" My fingers balled into fists. I started spasming against the soft cotton of my quilt. I wanted to push, push, push against him and he resisted by gripping the flesh of my ass like a pillow and jamming away. Phenomenal. I was crying out, yelling from the intensity, not wanting him to stop. I was pushing so hard, pushing, pushing, pushing. Cum started flying out, like jets of clear piss. My man saw the fluids flying. I could feel his dick tighten. "Shit Baby, shit! I’m gonna cum!" He gripped my hips, thrust his rod as deep as it would go and blew his load. I was still writhing and pulsing from my own orgasm and he more or less fell over me. We collapsed in a tussle of panting and heaving breasts. I couldn’t move. Muscles in my legs started twitching involuntarily. The flutter in my tummy didn’t quit for almost an hour.