ust dressed him in all the geek apparel.  I think he's 13 or 14, I know he is heading into High School next year.  I on the other hand am 26, jet black straight hair, long toned legs, with what I think is a nice tight ass and tear drop titties with big nipples that point straight up.  I love to wear tight jeans and short skirts just to watch the guys stare at me.  One time, I watched a guy walk right into a newspaper stand while watching me.  It was so funny.  Sorry guys but you are so 'one minded' when you see a body like mine.

I was on the phone when he came in with his gym bag knap sac thingy.  "Just set it down anywhere, the TV is in the other room, go ahead and help yourself" I said.  Continuing to talk to my friend Cindy I told her how I was a bit upset that I had to stay in for the night.  'I need to get laid bad too'  As I reached down and brushed my pussy a bit through my dress.  'I even bought this smoking dress too Cindy, I am dressed to the hilt with that nice perfume you like, no panties and arrgghh my pussy is already wet.'  Oh, you poor thing, tell me, you want me to take care of that pussy of yours if I don't find a nice hard cock to take home tonight? Cindy purred.  Cindy was always after me, she liked it both ways but I've just never taken her up on it.  "Oh Cindy, you know how I stand on that, but if you find two of them, come on over" I giggled still brushing my pussy gently.  Cindy laughed in her sweet way and ended the conversation with 'you don't know what you're missin sweetie' and then she hung up.

Cindy had been my friend for many years and I knew I didn't have to worry about her so I just laughed it off and hopped up from the stool I was sitting on and headed to the kitchen.  I opened the refrigerator looking for a pop or something to offer my guest.  Not much in here I thought, a gingerale, a half a box of milk, and some tomato and orange juice.  Well, I thought, I should probably ask him if he's hungry or thirsty or what.  We may have to eat out tonight.  With that I laughed to myself at the thought ' eat out ' and trotted off to the living room in my siletto heels.

As I walked into the living room I realized that I had left the satelite channel clicker unsecured to the adult channels.  You know how you can password protect that, well, I had not reset it to protect the channels.  Here was Jim, standing in the living room staring at the bigscreen on an adult channel of some chick going down on some guy.  "Oh, damn" I said startled the boy.  "I'm sorry" he yelped, "I just turned it on and clicked the channel button up a few times and this was on."  Well, why didn't you keep changing channels I asked.  No answer, he was still watching.  "Jim !!" " Sorry" he stammered rapidly clicking on the clicker to change the channel.  Finally hitting the power button.  He turned away from me and again said "I'm sorry, it's just, well, I never seen it before"  It's ok Jim, I'm sorry for not telling you I had that on there.  I just ordered the full channel package so I get all that too.  Listen, why don't we go out and get a bite to eat so we can forget about this.  "oh, ok" he said, still facing the other direction.

 "Well, come on now, lets go" and I walked over to the entrance closet to grab my purse that I had just set there 15 minutes ago.  I stood at the door for a minute or so and Jim was still in the living room.  Come on Jim, lets go I yelled.  "Be right there" I heard.  Now what could he be doing I thought.  Then I had my answer as he walked out.  "hmmmp" I snickered and turned toward the door.  I did my best to keep a straight face but I couldn't help but notice the bulge in his pants.  I guess he seen a bit too much, maybe I should ask him if he needs to use the bathroom before we go.  Actually, maybe I should just check my hair and off I went to the bathroom.  "I'll be right out, I just want to check my hair"  I heard a faint 'ok' in the back ground as I entered the bathroom giggling.  With my hand over my mouth, shaking my head I realized that  he wasn't the only one with something erect.  My nipples were pushing right through my bra and dress like I had nothing on.  I tried to get the twisted thoughts out of my head and calm down.  Soon my nipples returned to more to normal and I left the bathroom.

As I approached Jim I noticed that the bulge was still there a bit but not nearly as big as before.  Jim kept his head down the whole time, must have been a bit ashamed but never the less we left the house and headed down the road.  I own one of those nice 'T' top camaro's  and I've had it for what seems like forever.  My dad taught me how to look after my vehicals so it should last me a long time.  But when you get into it in a short dress like mine it tends to help the dress to ride up.  Since I normally ride along to work and such, I didn't pay much attention to it until we had driven many blocks.  I tried asking Jim questions to help him feel more comfortable with me but he kept his head down.  Then I noticed he was glancing over at my legs.  Hmmmm, I thought, now this kid is gonna get another boner so maybe we should go through a drive through.  Sure enough, he adjusted himself in the seat a few times trying to get comfortable and cover the growing bulge in his pants.  I was beginning to think that even though it might be a bit cruel of my, I could tease him a bit more until we get back home then see if I can get him to take a 'bathroom' break if you know what I mean.  I remember all those early years hearing of the boys on dates that had to beat themselves off because of their woodie wouldn't go down.  Maybe Jim needed it.  Hey, why not, give the kid a little thrill now and then let him see just enough to deserve a good jerk off.  He'll tell all his little friends that he caught glimpes of his neighbour and for a little while, he'll be the 'cool kid'.

"Look over there, what are they building there I wonder" I said pointing out his window to get him to look.  As he looked, I hiked up my dress a bit more, well, almost too much. But I just kept talking like I hadn't done anything.  "I don't know" he said looking out the window.  "Well, looks like it's gonna be pretty neat huh" I exclaimed, keeping the conversation going.  "Ya, maybe... " as he turned toward me he noticed my skirt hiked up higher and more tanned leg and lost his train of thought.  " ah, ah, maybe ah big mall or something" he managed to get out.

Oh, I kept this boy talking, so I could hear his voice stammer along, and make it seem as though I didn't know my skirt was so high up.  We went through a fast food drive through and told him "when we get to the order mic, you have to tell them your order"  I just wanted to see him look past me.  We pull up to the place to order and I told him to go ahead.  He turned my way and I leaned right back for him, he looked right across my boobs with wide eyes and took a quick look down my dress top.  I then slid down in my seat a bit because I knew he would look down.  And sure enough, he did.  I watched him take a big breath, swallow and squeak out the words " I'll have a double burger, loaded, with fries and a large coke."  I just grinned as he slowly looked away.  I slid back up in my seat, leaned toward the window and this is what I said, " and I'll have a cheese burger, fries, and a large cock too." that's right, I couldn't believe I said it.  Jim turned to me with a huge surprized look on his face.  I just ignored it because I knew I couldn't correct myself, I just had to look as though I hadn't made a mistake.  The guy that took our order repeated it back to us with a bit of a laugh. "so, that's, a double burger, loaded, a cheese burger, two fries, and two large 'cokes' (he said slowly and clearly).  "Yes" I replied. "That'll be $12.54, come on around to the window.  As I drove around to the window, I could see Jim had a bit of a grin on his face, but my plan worked.  Even though I had made a bit of a blunder on words, I could see his pants had a big tent to them.

I paid for our order, received our change and we drove off.  We only drove a block or two when I pulled over in a small parking lot over looking the river.  We watched people walk along the river as we ate.  We both ate our fries first and almost at the same time we bit into our burgers.  My burger had a lot of ketchup on it and it began to drip onto my hands.  I held it out a bit and it dripped right onto my left leg.  "Get a kleenex, hurry" I exclaimed.  I don't want it running down my leg.  Oh, it was warm from being on the burger, my hands had all the ketchup all over them.  I was licking all the stuff off my hands still holding my burger when I felt Jim simply take a kleenex and reach between my legs and wipe up the ketchup.  A chill ran over me.  He folded the kleenex and kept wiping but now he was doing it ever so slowly.  It's as if he did in on impulse and now, his boyhood was taking over.  I quickly set my burger onto the wrapper I had set on the dashboard and reached down to his hand.  He looked up at me and snatched his hand away.  Grabbed his burger and filled his face.  I made a short 'huh' kind of laugh and said "sorry about that, I didn't mean for you to do that, just to get me a kleenex."  He didn't say a word.  "But, you did a good job so thank you".  Still nothing.  We ate our burgers in silence while sipping on our drinks.  Jim is one of those guys that has to move the straw in and out and make that "squeekie sound".  "Jim, stop that, it drives me a bit crazy.  Well, lets get going as I took the last bit of my burger and 'plop', right on my dress top.  Rolled down my breast to my skirt. "ah crap, get me another kleenex"  Jim handed me one this time.  I quickly wiped up the ketchup but it was too late.  "Now we have to go" I said.  Starting the car.

We arrived at my house and I told Jim to bring the pops and garbage into the house because I had to get the stains out of my dress before it sets in.  I quickly got into the house and into the backroom where I do the washing.  I closed the door (at least I thought I closed it) and stripped off my top.  I began by adding some water then spraying it with a stain killer.  I added water to my skirt and sprayed it too.  Then I turned toward the door to see it had come open and Jim was standing there watching me with a large pop in each hand and an obvious boner.  There I was, in one of my sexiest bras with a young teen boy watching me.  I reached out and closed the door.

Grabbing a towel and wrapping it around my chest, I took off to my room.  As I passed Jim I said "Go to the living room and watch some TV" then I added, " NO PORN either".  As I skipped up the steps in my stilettos I found myself getting turned on.  This was just wrong.  All I wanted to go was give the kid a thrill.  Not turn myself on.  As I changed in my room, I decided to get into a more relaxed outfit.  I put on some ladies sports boxers, a sports bra and my long nighty shirt.  It goes to my knees.  I checked the mirror before I left and all looked well.  Downstairs I went to find no Jim in the living room.  The pops were there, the TV was on, but no Jim.  I looked to the bathroom door, then back to the back room.  The light was on.  I went to check and there was Jim, holding a pair of my thong underwear to his nose and one hand down his pants.

"So, you gonna take it out of your pants or cream in your undies?" I said softly.  Jim jumped, threw the thong and pulled his hand out of his pants so fast that I think he forgot to let go of his cock.  He bent over in what looked like pain.  "You okay Jim?" I asked.  "Listen, come to the living room, we need to talk right now."  'Give me a minute' Jim exclaimed. "NO, NOW" I demanded.  As Jim followed me into the living room my mind raced to figure out what to say to him.  I wasn't sure wha tto do.  All I know is that I had to fix this strange course of events.

I sat down on the couch and patted the seat next to me saying "sit here".  That's when I saw it.  I could tell that his cock must be huge in length.  I mean, I know he is young but it was no longer a bulge in his pants, it must have come out from under his undies and down his leg.  When he sat down, he couldn't even sit up straight.  He leaned back and placed his hands over himself to cover his obvious hard on.  "Oh, my" gasped.  "Sorry" Jim said, "I was, I.. I... was curious".

I didn't have any words for him.  In fact, I was so hot.  I mean, I was hot for this kid.  I gues it has been a long time.  What am I thinking, oh my goodness, this is stupid.  I want to see this kids cock and.... NO.  I have to stop.  I reached for the clicker and turned on the TV.  And of course, what channel do you think it was on.  Some chick is just riding some guy.  I was glued to that chick riding that cock.  She was moning and moning things like "ewww, yes, yes, fuck me, yes fuuuuck mmmeeee".  I just couldn't take it anymore, I looked at Jim.  He looked at me, dropped his eyes to my breasts.  My nipples were so hard and just itching for pleasure....  I was burning up.  For a kid, oh, man what was going on, I just can't do this.  I can't no, I just can't..................................................................................................................

 

Jim, do you want to touch them?  He was still staring at my nipples. Yes.  Then touch them. I reached down and picked up his hand and placed it on my left breast.  It was so hot, he was so gentle, he caressed my breast and rubbed over my nipple through my nightie and sports bra.  The sounds of the TV had taken me to another place.  

"Jim, this is your lucky night.  All you have to do is say no and I'll leave the room.  But if you want to find out what a woman wants, I'll show you" I breathed the words right into his eyes.  "Show me everything" he said quietly.

"Come with me" I got up from the couch, turned off the TV, led him all around the house shutting off the lights.  Then to the stairs where I told him to follow me up.  I know how to make my ass look good so after just a few steps, noticing he was looking down, I said "hey, my ass is up here, you may want to watch it work it's magic".  Jim looked up and a small grin appeared on his face.

I led him to my room, over to my bed and told him to stand in front of me and take off his shirt.  It only took a second for him to rip it off.  "slow down tiger, you don't need to go home till morning."  I heard a small hehe escape his lips.  "Now, the pants and remember to do it slowly" I figured that at his age he wouldn't last long so I didn't want him to disturb my enjoyment of watching his first come.  As his pants fell to the floor and he stepped out of them I realize that this was no ordinary kid.  "You have a monster in there don't you Jim?" I whispered to him.  "Now, kick your pants to the side and just watch me undress a bit for you.  And no touching the monster either."  I watched him take a big breath, then swallow as I removed my nightie.  I watched him almost tremble as I removed my bra.  "Now listen Jim, I don't want you to make a mess in your undies, and I don't want you to make a mess all over the carpet, so I need you to remove your undies carefully.  Do you think you can do it without exploding??"  I said in a very sexy tone.  "I don't know, I'll try."  "Okay" I said, "Now, if you think you can't hold back just make use the word 'yes' and I'll know you can't make it.  You see, I want your first come to be all over me.  Now are you ready to try?"  "Just a sec" as he took a number of deep breaths. 

Jim slid his undies down to his feet, kicked them to the side, looked at me and smiled knowing that he had done as I had asked.  His cock was very long, not very big around but very long.  In fact, it was over 11 inches.  I mean, it was almost as long in inches as he was in age.  This was going to be a very fun night.

"Sit on the the edge of the bed, lay back, and close your eyes" I ordered.  Jim did as I said, and quickly to boot.  I knew I didn't have much time and I wanted that come badly.  I bent over and inhaled his cock.  He jumped, it was so hot, so hard, so smooth.  I fell to my knees, his legs opened wider.  I used both hands, one caressing his balls, one stroking his cock and I sucked greedily.  I don't think he lasted 30 seconds.  His come was boiling in my mouth.  I swallowed once, twice, three times.  There was so much.  A fourth time I swallowed his come.  He was wailing with joy.  His body was so tense, then shaking, trembling, then tense again.  Then, just as he had jumped when I first inhaled his beautiful cock, he relaxed.  His cock began to soften.  I knew he needed a break but I needed that cock hard.  I needed to get off too.  I kept sucking, slurping, licking, and stroking.  And as if by magic, his cock came to life again.  Rock hard.  I looked at him, smiled and said: "I hope you don't mind but I need to fuck so bad and you have just what I need"

 Jim almost looked a bit scared but smiled and said: "I've jerked off so many times just watching you at night through your window that I can come 5 times."  So, I slowly crawled on top of him, I let him suck on my hard nipples and moved so that his hard cock was right on the entrance of my pussy.  "Jim, I want to watch your face, lay back"  As I slid down on his rock hard cock I watched exstacey roll through his eyes.  In one long push I impailed his entire cock.  Just as I hit bottom, he erupted again.  I could tell he was the longest cock I had ever had in me.  This young teen age boy with the big long dick has been the deepest.  Now he was shooting hot come all inside my pussy.  I didn't move.  I just watched him come in me.  He jerked and spasamed like I had never seen before.  All I could think about was could he keep it hard long enough for me.  I love to come but I need to get off 4 or 5 times.

 

.....  So, have you like my young adventure?  If so, vote it up.  I'd be happy to tell you the rest but right now I have to go take care of this pussy.  I'm soaked and I can't take any more.  I'll check back in a few weeks.  If I see enough interest, I'll finish the story.

 

pussy.  I didn't move.  I just watched him come in me.  He jerked and spasamed like I had never seen before.  All I could think about was could he keep it hard long enough for me.  I love to come but I usually need to get off 4 or 5 times to be satisfied.

... Now on with the night.

After he came I could tell that his long hard dick was becoming soft.  I could feel it subside deep inside my hot wet pussy.  I bent down to him and whispered. "If you think that felt good, you'll love comin in my ass"  His eyes widened and I felt a small jolt of energy trigger through his shaft. "Oh, that excite you Jimmieboy?" I said in a sexy tone. "aaahhhhooowwww yaaaa" he purred.  "I need that cock of yours hard baby, come on, gimmie what I want and I'll let you in my ass" Another jolt of excitement but not near enough. 
"oh, Jimmie, do what you want with me, please just get me off like you just did" I whined as I slid off him.  I could see his dick was trying to get hard again.  He grabbed ahold of himself and began jerking fast. "whoa now baby, take your time, slow to rise, slow to come hunny"  He slowed down.  I spread my legs to him and almost begged him to play with my clitty.  His fingers were so fast and his tongue so hot that it only took me a few minutes to go off. My orgasm shuttered all through my body as I came.  "Oh ya baby, ya, yes, aaaahhhhhhhhhh!!!"
I lay on the bed breathing so heavily, my breasts rising and falling with each breath.  Jim was watching and soon began caressing my breasts.  He would touch me like a veteran lover would. He was so good for such a young man.  All the while I could tell that he still was nervous.  His caresses were like small volts of electricity through my body.  I was getting hotter by the second and just as I was about to tell him to fuck my dripping pussy he said quietly. "well, you came like I did right? well, can I screw you in the ass now?"  I smiled and purred "oh, ya baby, my ass is yours" as I rolled over. "now only one thing, just go slowly, I've never been screwed in the ass before." 
"Never!??" he exclaimed,
"never" I told him
"so, basically, you took my virginity and now, in a way, I get yours" Jim said excitedly.
"hmmm, I guess your right, you get to take my virgin ass" I said with a bit of laughter in my voice.
"then I'll have to do a good job, take my time and enjoy it then" Jim joked
"mmmmm ya, take my ass Jim, fuck my ass good.  Fill my ass with your big dick, come in me, oh ya Jimmie, fuck me good." I said trying to excite him even more than he was.
Next, I felt Jim's hands on the cheeks of my ass rubbing me and caressing me.  He began rubbing my lower back when I first felt his Steaming hot manhood touch my ass.  Jim began rubbing higher up my back and it felt so nice to be massaged and the higher he massaged my back, the farther his cock entered my ass cheeks.  One hand came off my back just long enough for me to know he was pushing his cock down deeper into my ass crack hoping to find my  pucker hole.  Trust me, it didn't take long for him to find it.  All the juice my pussy had released earlier had ran down to my pucker hole.  I felt his cock was so hard and stiff as it pushed into my ass. 
His hand returned to my back and soon he was massaging as high as my shoulders as he pressed his long thin stiff prick into my ass.  Finally inching it past the entry, the head of his cock seemed to swell even more inside me.  Jim slowly pushed into and back out to the head of his cock then back in.  Each time attempting to push further and further into my ass.  I've neve felt such a feeling.  My pussy was aching again and I was enjoying something I once thought I would never do.  I pushed my hands between myself and the mattress until I could play with my pussy.  Oh I was in a state I had never been.  This was amazing.  Jim continued to keep a slow and steady pace.  He seemed to find it even more exciting to pull the head of his cock just out from my pucker hole and push back in.  I loved it.  I was enjoying his pulsing cock in my ass.  Jim did a great job being my 'first' ass fuck.
"I think I'm gonna come soon" Jim said to me "better pull out and fill your pussy"
"No I want you to be my first" I said quickly just as he pulled out. "keep fucking my virgin ass Jimmie.  You can fuck my pussy later, right now I want your come in my ass" 
Jim pushed back inside and without missing a beat, he continued his rhythm. I could feel him become more and more tense.  I told him to pull out and count to ten to help control his orgasm.  But what it did to Jim was increase the intensity of his orgasm that was building in his young balls.
"I'm gonna come" he exclaimed as he pumped faster and faster. 
Jim pulled his cock out of my ass and pushed back in at a very fast pace.  It was awsome, here was this young man pumping his rock hard cock in and out of my ass and making sounds of excitement.  His breathing was fast and furious.  His body tensed up.  He pushed his cock in as far as he could and then I felt him shake from head to toe.  His cock spasamed, flexed and poured a nice jet of hot come in my ass.  I felt him jerk a few times as his body pumped out every drop into my waiting ass then, Jim just slumped over me.  Exhausted, fully spent, Jim pretty much passed out on top of me with his cock still in my butt hole.  Next, I heard him whisper "did I do your ass good?" which I answered "you were fantastic Jim, simply fantastic"

We must have fallen asleep after that one.  For the next thing I know, the sun is shining in my bedroom window.

.....  So, have you like this, my second young adventure?  If so, vote it up.  Telling this story gets me so hot, I hope you've enjoyed it so far.  There is a bit more to this story but I'll have to write it later.  Don't worry, I will finish it.

 

then four huge Clydesdale horses.  We've kept these magnificent animals on the farm because it was always great to tie the wagon behind them in a parade.

 One spring, while I was much younger, one of our mares was about to colt.  I would rush home every day off the bus from school.  (our drive was almost a mile to the house and another quarter mile to the barn)  I had my dad get a small shed built near the highway for my bicycle and began riding it to the end of the drive in the mornings and back in the evenings to save time.  In the winter I drive to the end of the lane but daddy doesn't like me driving to school unless I have errands to run after school. Anyway, one beautiful afternoon, Anna-Belle, the mare delivered a beautiful young colt stallion.  I arrived just in time to see him born.  Beautiful slate grey with a few markings on his face.  "Oh, daddy, it's a stallion, can we call him Ben?"  Yes, he replied with a grin, and then said, I know it's a few weeks early, but 'Happy Birthday sweetie'.  I was so excited, I jumped into my dads huge strong arms and hugged and hugged him.  But in a few minutes one of the farm hands, Jon, along with the vet that was attending interrupted us.  "You better have a look at this Marcel, it's not good."  I was so scared.  There on the floor I noticed that Ben had one of those irregular ankle joints.  These usually need surgery and are only a 20% chance at success.  Especially in such a young colt.  He tries endlessly to get up and of course has even more trouble than most new colts.  Dad tells me to leave and I knew what that  meant.

"No, this is my horse, you gave him to me, I have the final say, not you"  I screamed.  Dad sure didn't like me talking that way to him.  Know one would ever do that on our farm except maybe mom.  Then what do you want, you want to hold the gun to put him down?  Dad exclaimed.  "No, leave him be, I will take good care of him, I'll save up the money to fix him, you'll see.  Jon, the head farm hand said: 'give her a chance to prove herself, you did give the horse to her and it is her decision'.  What! dad yelled at him, how dare you even make a suggestion, you work for me, and don't you ever use words to cross me again or you can find work elsewhere.  Jon didn't say a thing, he just slowly backed away saying in a low voice, 'I'll help her'.  You're damn right you will yelled my dad.

Later that evening my father was resting after a nice meal mom made.  I said I was going to the barn to see Ben.  I arrived at the barns and when I went into the stall that should be Bens, I found it loaded with straw and Ben was covered in a light but warm blanket.  Hi Ben I said while rubbing his ears and main.  You're a good boy and were gonna fix that leg of yours in time ok.

"Ya, well there's something else you're gonna fix first"  I was startled, Jon was behind me and looked angry.  "What do you mean" I asked.  Follow me he said and began to walk to the east end of the barn where we stored all the saddles, harnesses and blankets.  It took me a bit to get out of the stall so I kinda skipped along to the end room not knowing what Jon had in mind.  I entered the room with a smile and was surprised by Jon grabbing onto my arm tightly.  He put his face right into mine and said: " I stepped up for you today, if I hadn't, I'd be burying that colt right now so you're gonna pay me for all the crap I'm gonna take from your dad from now on and for all the extra chores I'll have to do just to keep that useless colt for you.

"Ok, how much I said, how much do you want"  Oh, it's not HOW much, it's WHAT I want....  I could hardly swallow.  Sit down over there you little tramp.  Every day I have to watch you out here in the barns with those cutoff shorts and perky tits bouncing all over.  I've had enough.  I stepped up for you to keep that damn horse and now, I want what I want and what I want is you.  Take it all off. Now!  I was scared, i was almost crying when I wimpered, " I'm too young for that"  No you're not, not what I have in mind, I just wanna see you bare assed naked, then you're gonna suck my dick"  just then he zipped down his jeans and out came his cock.  I'd never seen one before, I mean, the girls at school always talk about it and ya I've seen animals but not a guy.  He began stroking it and kept telling me to take my clothes off.  "Listen kid, you either take it off or I'll make that colt never walk and your dad will put him down"  Ok, ok, I said.  Slowly I removed my top and watched his cock grow really hard.  When I took off my shorts and panties, I looked just in time to see him come.  Just after he came he walked over to me and said " suck it now"  "do it"  " NOW".  Well, I did, and I thought it was really gross.  I choked and gaged lots.  When he was all hard again, it was a bit better.  He kept grabbing my boobs and grunting.  Jon was about 35 or so, much older than me and was he ever strong.  I remember that it wasn't long before he came in my mouth causing me to gage.  Oh, I didn't like that much.  Some of it splashed out onto my legs.  All sticky and gooie.  When he had finished, he said: "now, any time I say a particular time of day, I expect you to be here unless I tell you a location too"  You're gonna keep my cock happy, I'm gonna keep your daddy happy, and you get to keep the colt."  You got that kid?  Yes I answered.  Good, now get out of here.

All through the summer and fall, into the winter and again in the spring, I would go to the storage room when ever Jon told me to.  It was usually the same thing, I strip and dance and then suck his cock.  But by the next spring, Ben had still not had his surgery,  we had to have it done soon.  You could tell it hurt him to walk and riding him was completely off limits.  I would ride one of the mares and he would follow me everywhere.  One day, in late spring, I was out riding and of course Ben was following us when I decided to stop at one of my favorite rest stops.  The view over the valley was beautiful.  As I sat there, I could hear a rider aproaching.  It was Jon, oh no, what was wrong, did something happen. " What is it" I yelled.  No answer.  Jon rode right up beside me and jumped off his horse. "It's time" he said.  Oh, that I thought.  But Jon had other ideas.  As I began removing my clothes, he pushed me down, and climbed on top of me.  His cock was searching to penetrate me.  No I couldn't let this happen.  I just couldn't.  "Stop. Get off.  Stttoooopppp! I screamed.  Jon was too strong for me but I kicked and bucked and then, the pain.  He had rammed his hard cock into my little pussy.  It hurt so much.  He just kept pounding me for all he was worth.  I was so scared.  Slowly, the pain turned to a bit of pleasure but by this time, Jon was pretty much done.  He pulled out of me and sprayed his come all over me.  I had just begun to think that it was fun when I heard a gun shot.  "Ohhhh Shit !" Jon yelled, zipping up his pants, "Its your dad, he'll kill me, I saved your horse now you save me, pleeeeesssse"  Jon was terrified.  The closest horse to him was Ben, never been ridden but I usually would saddle him up so he would know what it felt like and get used to one.  Jon jumped onto Ben, and rode away.  He had Ben going pretty fast too.  I was impressed at how fast Ben was running.  Straight back to the barns.  Dad came up to me and asked " are you ok? I'll kill the son of a bitch"  No, I replied, help me.  I knew my Dad wouldn't leave me and at the time, I thought I owed it to Jon, but now I regret it.  You see, as Jon entered the barns on Bens back, Ben took a bad tumble on the cement entrance.  It was wet and slippery.  We never heard from Jon again, he had packed his pickup and driven off in less than five minutes my mom said later.  She happen to see him out the window and noticed him riding Ben so she went to the porch and watched him.

Ben was hurt bad, his ankle was really bad, we called the vet and . . . . . . 

 

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eep me motivated enough to do the best that I could, no matter how much I may have hated football at the time.

Heather used to be captain of the cheerleading squad.  She stands about 5'9" and about 130 pounds soaking wet.  Long sandy blonde hair, and an amazing rack of 32 DD's.  Those amazing breasts alone pretty much guaranteed her spot on the cheerleading squad, as the simple act of watching her breasts bounce up and down as she jumped around was enough to draw some pretty nice crowds to our games.

Of course, during school I listened to some of the assholes in school talking about how they would love to get her alone for an hour or so, what they would do to her, or make her do, things like that. It always infuriated me, but  I never got into too many fights over that type of stuff, because Heather made me promise her that I wouldnt get into any fights over something that some asshole said, and cause a situation where I could lose my spot on the team.   This was often a very hard promise to keep, but I kept it, and all of my frustrations and aggressions manifested themselves on the field.   When I would see the opposing runningback coming through the hole, I imagined that it was one of those pricks at school that was under the helmet, and I would put everything I had into the shot that I possibly could, and it was that aggression that helped me to accel, and catch the eyes of the coaches during my sophomore season, and eventually propelled me into the starting lineup much earlier than I would have been.

I often told Heather that if it werent for her, I probably wouldnt have even made the team.  To play linebacker, you have to play pissed off all the time.  Im normally not a very angry or aggressive person, but those pricks making cracks about Heather was all the motivation I needed to get pissed off and handle things on gameday. Practices always sucked and the coach was always riding me, almost to the point where I would just want to tell him to fuck off, and walk off the field.  But, when I got home, Heather was always there to cheer me up, and to put a positive spin on things.  Having her at the games was always a big help to me also.  She also said that I was a huge reason she did so well as a cheerleader, because she could really have cared less about most of the players on the team, but when I was in there playing, she always had a reason to cheer her ass off.

Things went pretty well, until Heather graduated and I suddenly found myself without my biggest fan down on the sidelines.  I knew she was in the stands somewhere, but it was nothing like having her right there where she was right where I could see her.

After the first game of my senior season, there was a huge victory party.  I was named player of the game, racking up 12 tackles, a couple sacks, and the game clinching interception.  I was sitting in my room, studying for my world history exam when Heather came knocking on my door.

Heather came in wearing one of my jerseys that she had worn to the game.  From the look of things, she wasnt wearing anything else, and the jersey was barely long enough to cover her fully.  If she were to raise her arms over her head, she would be fully exposed from the waist down.  She never was too self conscious around me or Mom, and Id seen her nude on a handful of occaisions, and she never made any attempt to cover herself or showed any embarrassment. 

"What are you still doing here Jake?  Arent you going to the party?" Heather asked.

"Nope." I replied flatly.

"Why not?  You practicly won the game on defense singlehanded. i dont think Ive seen you put together that solid of a game since youve been playing.  Dont you think people are going to wonder where the star of the game is?"

"I dont care.  I have a history test coming up, and if I dont keep my grades up, no more football.  Thats the way it works.  I would think that people would be more concerned if I wasnt able to play than if I was able to go to a party with a bunch of underage drinking going on."

"Oh whatever Jake.  Your grades are fine.  Im sure that you can loosen up a little.  Youre such a recluse all the time.  Every time I do see you at a party, youre the one off in the corner by himself.   Do you actually have any fun?"

"Im not interested in fun, and people in general irritate me.  I just want to be left alone.  Present company excluded, of course." 

"Why dont you just go.  You know the girls on the cheerleading squad would love to see you there.  It would make their night if you showed up.  I know for a fact that three of them would lay you at the drop of a hat, if you would just ask." 

"Im not going to the party.  Are you trying to get rid of me or something?  What's up?"  I asked.

"Well, Christopher is on his way over, and I know that you two dont exactly get along."

"Thats the understatement of the fucking year.  I dont know what you see in that prick.  I cant stand to see him even touching you."  I practicly spat.

"A little jealous are we?  Christopher is a nice guy, once you get to know him."

"Youre my sister, and I know you can do better than this guy. A lot better.  As for getting to know him, I have no desire to get to know him, because I know enoug already. All he wants is to get in your panties."

"Hmm. That would be a neat trick, considering that im not wearing any." Heather laughed. "But he isnt like that, so you shouldnt say things like that."

"Whatever you say sis.  But Im telling you, all this guy wants is to fuck you.  Not that I hold that against him, because youre a beautiful woman.  But that IS all that he wants.  Ive seen plenty of guys just like him drooling over you in the hallways at school.  Long blonde hair, an amazing rack, and a guy cant help but have his mind in the gutter.   On top of that, he's a little rich boy and used to getting everything he wants.  What do you think he is going to do when someone actually says no to him?"

"Well, I just think you need to get to know him a little better.  And thank you for flattering me, you always know how to make me feel good."

Heather leaned over and gave me a kiss on the cheek, and got up to leave.

"Well, Christopher will be here pretty soon and I should go get ready. We're probably going out to eat, and then we will probably hang out here for a while.   See you later Jake."

"Have fun sis." I said.

As Heather turned to leave, I couldnt keep myself from staring at her half-covered ass as she sauntered out the door.  I heard Heather going down the stairs, and I did my best to clear my head and focus back on my world history material.    After a few minutes, I heard Christopher's car pull up and soon after, Heather left with him to go wherever they were going to eat.   I tried to keep my mind focused on my studies, but I couldnt seem to focus very long without becoming distracted, so I took a little break.

I began thinking about what Heather had said, and then I decided that I would make an appearance at the party, at least for a little while.  It might do me some good to get out of this room for a little while, clear my head, and then I could come back and finish going over the world history material over the weekend. 

After I got out of the shower, and headed down to my car, I got this wierd feeling that maybe I should just stay home.  Its quiet here, and noone to irritate me, and I could just relax.  I shook off the feeling and told myself I just needed to go.  I got in the car and I headed for the party.  About three miles down the road, I lost my headlights.  I saw the battery light come on and pretty soon, the car died altogether.   Fucking great.  I knew I should have stayed at home! Iget halfway between the party and home and the alternator goes out on the car.   I guided the car off of the road and into a spot where it wouldnt be in the way, and I could come back and get it in the morning when Mom was home.

It wasnt far to go back to my house, and in my frame of mind, I wasnt in a partying mood.  I started jogging back home, and about ten minutes later, I rounded the corner about a hundred yards from my house.   I saw Christopher's car, but none of the lights in the house were on.  I decided to approach carefully, and try to get close to see what was going on without being noticed.  As I got closer to the house I could clearly make out the sounds of an argument going on, right in the driveway.

I crept up close to the house and hugged the side of the wall.  I was in the shadow of the house thanks to the streetlight, so I was virtually invisible in the pitch black spot at the corner of the house.  There was Heather, standing beside the passenger door of Christopher's car, and apparently Christopher was wanting to take his date a little further than Heather wanted.

"No Chris!  Stop it!" Heather shouted.

"Loosen up baby, Im going to show you a good time.  C'mon, we got the house all to ourselves, lets have some fun."  Christopher said as he tried to kiss Heather.

"No!  Get your hands off of me you bastard!" Heather shouted and slapped Christopher hard across his face.   

"Bitch!" Christopher shouted as he backhanded Heather across her face, splitting her bottom lip.  He ripped her blouse open as she tried to jerk away from him.

It seemed like everything was moving in slow motion as soon as I saw him slap Heather.  I bolted from the shadow that I was concealed in, into a dead run.  By the time Christopher caught a glimpse of me out of the corner of his eye, it was too late to do anything.   I dropped my shoulders and slammed every bit of my 6'2" 225 pound frame into Christopher's exposed ribcage.  I drove with my hips as hard as I possibly could, pinning him between me and the car, and I felt his ribcage give, and I heard him scream out in pain.  Not a normal yell of pain, but a high pitched scream like a girl.  If coach could have seen this, he probably would have needed a kleenex. Best hit I ever laid on anyone.  I guess all those tackling drills were worth something after all.

As Christopher started to slump over, I launched myself upward, slamming my head up under his chin as hard as I could.  It hurt the top of my head something fierce, but I could only imagine what his jaw felt like.   I was in a complete and utter rage by this point.  I had never been so pissed off in my life.  As Christopher slumped again, I grabbed him by his shirt and lifted him back to his feet, and my nose was millimeters from his as I stared into his eyes.

"P...P..Please...no, no more." Christopher mumbled through a couple of broken teeth.

"If I ever see you within a thousand yards of Heather again, Im going to rip you apart, piece by bloody piece.  Youre going to be begging me to kill you before I get done with you.  I only tell you this one time.  Do you understand?"  I said through clenched teeth, fighting the urge to destroy this guy.

"Y..Yes...I understand...Just dont hit me again..." Christopher whined.

I threw a vicious right cross to his jaw, and then dragged him over to where Heather was standing.

"Now, you piece of shit, you apologize to my sister.  You better convince me or so help me Ill beat you to death right here."

"H..Heather Im sorry.  I...I shouldnt have hit you...pl..please forgive me..." Christopher sputtered, spitting out blood and teeth fragments.

"Now its time for a little payback, you prick.  Time to even the odds." I said, as I grabbed Christopher in a full nelson, and stood him straight up.

"Heather, you remember when Pete was showing you how to do kickoffs and field goals?"  I said.

"Yeah, yeah Jake, I remember." Heather said, walking toward Christopher.

Heather drew back her long, slender leg and planted her high heeled shoe directly into Christopher's balls.   Christopher shrieked in pain, and went dead weight so fast I nearly dropped him on his face.  I dragged Christopher over to his car, shoved him into the driver's seat.

"Get the fuck out of here.  One word about this to your rich daddy, and this will look like a walk in the park compared to what I do to you when I catch you.  You got that?"

Christopher nodded his head, and started the engine.  Once he was gone and out of sight, I went over to Heather.  Her right eye was already turning purple, and her lip was split.  Her blouse and bra were ripped and her left breast was exposed.  She was sitting on the walk next to the porch, crying and shaking.

I took my jacket off and wrapped it around her, and took her hand and helped her to her feet.

"Come on sis.  Lets go inside and get some ice on that eye." I said in a soft voice.

I keyed into the door, and Heather went to my room.  I got some ice cubes from the freezer, put them in a baggie and smashed them up to form a makeshift icepack.   I went upstairs and I could hear Heather crying in my room.  I knocked on the door, and then opened it.

Heather was sitting on my bed, legs crossed with her hands over her eyes.   I sat on the bed next to her, and gently removed her hands so that I could see her face.   Heather looked up, into my eyes, and I instantly wished that I had beaten Christopher to death when I had the chance. 

"I know, I know.  You tried to tell me and I didnt listen.  You were right, Jake.  You were right about him."  Heather said as she started into tears again.

I pulled her close to me and she wrapped her arms around me and I thought she would squeeze the breath right out of me. 

"You nearly took that creep apart tonight.  Ive never seen you like that before." Heather said.

"What did you expect, sis?  I was just glad I was here to stop him from doing worse.  Id never let anyone hurt you and get away with it." I said, as I pressed the icepack to her eye.

"Here, hold this right here, and Im going to go get a cold washcloth for your lip." I told her.

When I came back in with the washcloth, Heather was lying down on my bed holding the icepack on her eye.   I sat on the edge of the bed, and as she sat up, her blouse fell open again exposing her breasts.   I tried as hard as I could not to stare at them, but was catching myself taking repeated glances down to her chest. Her breasts were perfect.  As big as they were, they still remained firm and jutted outward from her body, not hanging down like a pair of water balloons.  They were the most gorgeous pair of tits I had ever seen.  I forced myself to concentrate, and focused my attention on Heather's battered eye and lip.

Heather removed the icepack from her eye, and I gently turned her face toward me, and began to clean her lip up with the washcloth.   The cut wasnt very deep, and there didnt seem to be much swelling.

As I was inspecting her lip, Heather leaned in and kissed me. This was no brother and sister kiss.  She planted her lips on mine and I felt her tongue slide into my mouth.   I was surprised at first, but I kissed her back, and we only broke the kiss to catch our breath.

I didnt really know what to say, or do after we broke our kiss, but Heather didnt leave me wondering for long.   She got up from the bed, closed my bedroom door, and locked it.  As I watched her standing in front of the full length mirror on my door, Heather kicked off her heels, let her blouse fall from her shoulders, and slowly slid her skirt down around her ankles and stepped out of it.

Heather turned to face me, standing before me completely naked, and slowly walked back toward the bed where I sat motionless, powerless to do anything but stare at her, captivated by her beauty.  Her breasts bounced  ever so slightly with each footstep, and my eyes drifted down to her hips, that swayed with each step she took closer to me, until she stopped right in front of me, her neatly trimmed pussy only inches from my face.

"I love you Jake.  Ive always felt more for you than I knew a sister should.  Ive never felt as loved, or as cherished by any other man than when I am with you.  Nor have I ever felt safer with any man that I have ever known, especially after tonight.   I have often tried to see if you had any stronger feelings than just brotherly love toward me, wearing such skimpy clothes and running around you half naked to see if I could get any reaction out of you.   Ive seen you staring at my breasts, watching my ass as I walk away from you, but you never openly admitted finding me more attractive than you should.  

So I have to know tonight Jake.  I have to know if you love me as much as I love you."

I sat there in stunned silence, I couldnt believe what I was hearing.  I knew that I felt the same way about Heather, but I couldnt get my mouth to work.

"I know this must be a shock to you Jake.  You dont have to say anything.  Im going to go wash off my mascara that has run all down my face and redo my makeup.  While I am gone all you have to do is this.   If youre in love with me, like I am with you, just take off all of your clothes and leave your door unlocked.  If I come back, and this door is locked, we can just forget about all of this and just go back to being normal brother and sister.  I will understand if you dont feel the same way that I do.  Just think about it for a few minutes, ok?"  Heather said as she leaned over and kissed me on the mouth, picked up her clothes and left to go to her room.

I closed the door behind her, and it took a minute to sink in what was happening.  My incredibly beautiful sister just stripped down naked and revealed in not so many words that she was in love with me, and wanted to fuck me.  Of course it was wrong, it was incest and it would have to be kept secret, but I didnt care. 

I stripped off my clothes, but I didnt wait for Heather to come back.  I walked out of my room and into her room where she was brushing her hair in front of her mirror.  I walked up behind her, and kissed her on her neck, moving my hands around to cup her perfect breasts. 

"Mmmm.  I love you so much Jake." Heather said as she moved her hands over mine as I played with her big tits.

"I love you too Heather." I said, and then kissed her, sliding my tongue into her mouth in a deep, slow kiss.  As my tongue swirled with Heather's she began to moan in anticipation and pleasure as I rolled her nipples between my thumbs and forefingers.

I picked Heather up from her chair and carried her into my bedroom. I laid her perfect, naked body down on my bed, and positioned myself on top of her.  Heather stared up into my eyes, smiling, and then leaned up and kissed me again.

"Make love to me Jake.  Make me your woman." Heather moaned.

I kissed Heather deeply as I slid my stiff cock into her warm, wet pussy.  Heather gasped as my cock entered her to the hilt, and I moaned in pure ecstasy.

"Ohhhh Jake!!  You feel so good!"  Heather cried.

"Oh Heather, your pussy feels so fucking good." I moaned, as I began to pump my cock in and out of her pussy, my balls slapping against her asshole with each thrust.

Heather began to cry out louder and louder each time I slid my cock to the hilt into her pussy.  I had never felt anything so good in my entire life.  I found out right then that it is true when they say that sex is so much better if youre in love with the person.  There is absolutely no comparison.  I had laid a few of the hot cheerleaders on the squad, but fucking them was nothing like fucking Heather. 

"Oh!!  Oh God!!  Oh God fuck me!!  Yeah!!  Yeah!!  Oh God yes!!!!  MMM!!  AH!!  OOOOOHHH!!"  Heather moaned as I continued to pound her tight little pussy.

Heather pushed her breasts together, and began licking and sucking on her nipples, and I leaned down and licked her nipple that she was currently bathing with her tongue, and then sucked it into my mouth hard.

I felt Heather's pussy clinch my cock, and her body began to shake.  Heather began to breathe extremely rapidly, and I knew that she was about to cum. 

I leaned up to Heather's earlobe, and sucked it into my mouth.  I knew this really turned her on from conversations I had heard between her and a couple of the girls on the cheerleading squad.  When I started sucking on her earlobe, her pussy erupted in a torrent of cum, soaking my cock and making her pussy the hottest, most slippery hole I had ever fucked in my entire life.

"Oh!!  Ohhhh Jaaaake!!  Im cumming!!  Im cumming!!  Im cumming all over your cock!!  Aaaaahhh!!  Ohh! Oh!! Ooooooooooooooh!!!!"

I started to piston in and out of her hot pussy faster and faster, each stroke of my cock driving Heather further over the edge.  Her head was shaking back and forth, her hands squeezing and massaging her breasts like crazy, her back arching, her hips bucking, and her screams of ecstacy could probably be heard by everyone on the block.

I could feel the cum boiling in my balls, but I didnt want this to end just yet.  I pulled my throbbing dick out of Heather's cunt, and laid down on my back.  Heather didnt waste a moment in climbing on top of me, and sliding my cock back inside her steamy slit.   Heather knew I was close to cumming, so she started to ride my dick slowly, leaning down so that I could suck and nibble on her tits while I massaged her tight, perfect ass.  

I couldnt keep my hands off of her.  Ever since I had started to notice the opposite sex, I had been teased with glimpses of Heather's naked body, and now, finally it was all mine.  I ran my hands all over her body while she fucked my aching cock.  Over her ass, her tight firm stomach, her perfect breasts, over her back, and then back down to her ass again, slamming her hips down on my cock so that I could get deeper inside the pussy that belonged to the woman of my dreams.

"Oh Jake, youre the best lover Ive ever had.  Your cock is so perfect, as if it were made just for my pussy.  It sends shivers down my spine every time it enters my body.   I want to taste it.  I want to suck your perfect cock and make you cum all over me."

"Oh fuck I love you Heather." I answered.

Heather slid off of my cock, and slid my cock into her mouth.  She began to suck my cock at an incredible pace, taking my cock all the way down her throat, and back out again.  Heather was a master cocksucker, and deepthroating me didnt seem to be any trouble for her.  She massaged my balls as she sucked on my dick, and I was ready to explode.

"Heather!!  Youre gonna make me cummmm!!" I moaned.

Heather slowed her cocksucking down to a slow, deliberate pace, focusing her tongue around the head of my throbbing cock, and used her hand to pump the shaft of my cock.  As my cock began to spasm, Heather swallowed the first stream of my cum, and then removed my cock from her mouth and jerked my aching cock off over her face and her tits.  Stream after stream of cum shot forth from my cock.  I had never cum so hard in my entire life.  It seemed like I would never stop shooting thick streams of cum all over my gorgeous sister.

Things seemed to slow down incredibly during my orgasm.  Heather pumping my cock, moaning out in pleasure as the thick streams of my cum flew through the air, splattering all over her gorgeous body.  I was in absolute bliss.

Finally, my cock ended its massive eruption, and Heather slid my cock back down her throat again, sucking and licking every last drop of cum off of the head and shaft.

"You taste so good baby.  I love the taste of your hot cum." Heather moaned as she began to smear thick dollups of my cum on her fingers and lick them clean.   When she had finished licking up all of my cum that had splattered all over her breasts and lips, she crawled up next to me and laid her head down on my chest.

"That was amazing Jake.  I love you so much."

"I love you too Heather."

Heather and I became exclusive lovers from that point on.  Things were going great, and we decided that it was time to let Mom in on our little secret......

To be continued, if there is interest.

er in the direction of the bathroom.

She dropped articles of clothing as she went, knowingly trying Cara’s patience. A few minutes later, Cara came in, leaning in the doorway just as she was getting ready to shave herself. She dropped the small pile of clothing she’d gathered from the hallway into the clothes hamper. Angie sat on the side of the tub, one foot flat on the floor and that other propped on the edge, spreading peach-colored shaving cream over the mound of her pussy with her fingers. Cara watched as she very carefully shaved the area and ran her fingertips over the now silken skin to make sure she hadn’t missed any. She padded to the shower and stepped inside, washing quickly, as she had been instructed. As soon as she’d gotten out and dried off, Cara pulled her over to the counter and brushed her hair as she used the dryer on it. Angie watched her in the mirror.

“Okay,” Cara said, turning the dryer off, “Now you can go look at your new things.”

Angie beamed happily and hurried off, with her owner not far behind. Cara sat down on the sofa just a couple of inches from the bag and watched as Angie pulled things from it. She took the pieces of clothing as they were removed and looked over, then beckoned the redhead to stand in front of her. Angie stepped into a pair of white cotton panties as they were held open for her, then into the white sundress. She held up her arms so that Cara could pull the narrow straps onto her shoulders, then turned for her to zip up the back. She put her feet into the thinly-strapped sandals when they were put on the floor and let Cara tug her down to sit on her lap, where she slid a delicate white headband into Angie’s hair.

Cara tapped her index finger on Angie’s lips until she opened them to let the fingertip slip inside. She slowly worked it in and out until it caressed the back of Angie’s tongue. Cara smiled as she watched the pale pink lips suck at her finger. Claiming her finger back, Cara kissed her; almost chastely at first, pressing kisses to the corners of Angie’s mouth, then lingering on her lips, licking her mouth open as the girl went soft in her arms. She could taste the ghost of strawberry lipgloss clinging to Angie’s lips.

“Are you ready to go?” Cara asked as she pulled away.

“I need to pee before we leave.”

“No. Go on and get in the car. I’ll be right there.”

Angie frowned. “I can’t go pee?”

“What did I say?”

“Yes, ma’am.”

Angie was in and had her seatbelt on when Cara left the house.

“Where does your mother think you are?” Cara asked as they started out, watching Angie from the corner of her eye as the younger girl went a bit pink.

“I told her I’m spending the weekend at Karen’s.”

“Do you think she believes you, so far?”

“I’m not sure. If she doesn’t, she hasn’t said anything.” Angie fidgeted with the smooth border across the breast of her dress until Cara reached over and made her put both hands down on her lap.

“You’re so pretty when you blush,” Cara told her with a wink and ran the back of her fingers over the color still in Angie’s cheeks.

Angie noticed their surroundings as Cara turned a curve, and suddenly recognized the route they were taking. “We’re going back to The Dome?”

“Yep,” she smiled.

“Are we going to see Daniel again?”

“He’ll be there, yes.”

“Is Joey already there?”

“Joey’s staying home, tonight.”

“I didn’t see him around…”

“He was already in his room with his nighttime treat.” Cara turned on the radio to quiet Angie until they got there.

She guided Angie through the front door with a hand on her back, directing her to a different room to the one they’d been in before. Angie followed her inside and froze when the door was closed behind her. This room was almost the same as the one she had already visited – only, there were people in this room. Not only Daniel, but Jonathan, as well as almost a dozen others – a fairly equal mixture of men and women. Cara watched as the blood drained from Angie’s face and the girl edged to the right, trying to hide herself behind her owner.

Daniel stood in about the center of the room, talking with a couple of people. Jonathan was kneeling on one side of him, with his bottom on his heels, his hands behind his back, and his cock locked into a chastity cage. On Daniel’s other side, there sat a large dog; a very well-groomed, blue Great Dane with undocked ears. His tail thumped happily on the floor. Nearer Jonathan was a table that obviously held some things on its top, but it was covered over with a cloth. On the opposite side there was a broad platform, a bit less than a meter high, with a large, wedge-shaped object sitting in the middle.

When Daniel’s attention caught on Cara and Angie, the other two people stepped away. The room stayed quiet, with only whispers passed back and forth. Cara placed Angie beside Daniel, where she attempted to hide again, this time with more success, since he was much broader. She crooked her finger toward Jonathan and he got to his feet, following her into the lavatory at the back of the room. When she came back out, she wore a black brocade discipline corset, extending from just under her bare breasts to only barely over the lower curve of her ass. Jonathan took his place on his knees again after sneaking a smile to Angie.

She put a hand around Angie’s wrist, pulling her into the open again, and spoke close her ear, “You’re safe with me. Don’t worry.” Cara lowered a hand to run over the dog’s ears and pulled Angie closer, moving her hand to do the same. “His name is Valentine. Handsome, isn’t he?”

For a few moments, Angie was unaware that she was being watched. The other people in the room were staying mostly still and looking quietly, some standing together, some having taken seats in the chairs that had been moved in.

Angie looked up nervously. “What is this?” she asked.

“Don’t pay attention to them, okay? You just do what I instruct.”

“Yes, ma’am…”

Cara pulled her further away and beckoned Jonathan again. He came to her obediently. “I think I know your limits,” she said, looking Angie in the eyes and looping her index finger through the ring of her collar, tugging gently. “But. If you want everything to stop, if it gets too much for you, you have to tell me. You trust me, but I’m trusting you to safeword out, if you need to. Understand?”

Angie smiled, relaxing by degrees. “Yes, yes, ma’am.”

“Take off your shoes,” Cara told her. She did, and Jonathan picked them up. Cara put her hands on Angie’s shoulders, turning her around, and guided the zipper of her sundress down. She dropped the narrow straps down Angie’s arms and let the dress fall, where Jonathan retrieved it from the floor. Cara handed him the band from her hair, next, and suddenly everyone in the room was paying rapt attention as Angie stood in her panties.

She pointed at the table and he went to it, setting Angie’s clothing at one corner and taking something from beneath the cloth. He brought a pair of wrist cuffs back to Cara. Angie, understanding, held out her hands for the cuffs. Cara smiled and buckled the leather restraints into place. She attached both to a clip to join them and pulled Angie forwards a bit more, raising the redhead’s hands far over her head, making her go up on her toes. Angie heard a soft clinking and looked up just as Cara clipped her to a sturdy chain that hung from the ceiling. When she started to put her feet flat on the floor again, she found that the chain was just short enough that her heels wouldn’t touch.

Cara stepped over to the table and folded the cloth away from its contents. It held an assortment of toys, most of which Angie recognized from Cara’s toy drawer. She ran her fingers across some of them before returning to her captive, running her hand across Angie’s abdomen and between her legs, over the gusset of her panties, before hooking her fingers into the waist and dragging them slowly down.

Angie shivered. She clenched and released her fingers, deliberately keeping her eyes away from everyone else. Cara circled around behind her and slid her arms around, gently spreading the lips of Angie’s pussy with one hand, pulling back the hood of her clit with her middle finger. She slowly stroked the pad of her other index finger over the tiny nub, sending hot thrills through Angie all the way to the tips of her toes.

Stopping just short of orgasm, Cara went back to the table. She picked up a flat-tipped riding crop and weighed how it felt in her hand before going back to stand in front of Angie. She nudged Angie’s legs further apart until the slit of her pussy gaped open a bit, then struck the mound once with the crop, just hard enough to startle her.

Angie caught her breath and nodded for her to go on. Cara pushed her legs a little wider, putting her weight onto the restraints and the balls of her feet. She struck Angie’s pussy harder, making her body jerk. The following dozen strikes fell quickly, leaving Angie shaking. Her pussy stung, feeling searingly hot and swollen. Not long after registering how much it hurt, endorphins kicked in. The pain turned into an intense warmth, and she felt herself getting wetter. Cara guided her legs back together.

She walked around behind Angie again, leaning closer to whisper to her, “I’m going to whip your back side, now. After that, I’m not going to okay anything further with you. Got me?”

“Mm, ’kay. Yes, ma’am,” Angie whispered back.

“Twenty strikes. Count them for me.”

Cara ran a hand down the pale length of her back before taking a step away and landing one strike across the center it. She watched as the stripe turned from a shocked white the first instant, into pink, then into bright red. Her own cunt soaked through as she kept an eye on Angie’s face via the mirrored wall across from them.

“One,” Angie gasped after a moment.

She aimed again, so that she wouldn’t land the strikes for her back right on top of one another. The next hit a bit higher, and the six after that were on her bottom. Angie continued to count them off.

“How- how many was that?” Angie gasped breathlessly when Cara paused for her own arm’s sake.

She grinned at Angie losing count. “Thirteen.”

When strike number fourteen landed, pain was beginning to come through again, bright and sharp on Angie’s nerves. Fifteen caught her just right, making her cry out. The shock made her body lose control momentarily, and she felt warm wetness stream down the inside of one leg. She looked down at the small puddle gathering on the floor at her feet, then raised her head and looked to Cara with guilty eyes, afraid she had disappointed her.

Cara put a hand at the small of Angie’s back, pressing her naked, almost fever-hot body full against her own. She nuzzled Angie’s neck and kissed up her jaw line. “It’s okay, it doesn’t matter, shhh. It’s what I wanted to happen. Good girl. You’re my good girl,” she cooed into the redhead’s ear.

Her breathing had just started to even out when Cara moved away. She swayed a little in her restraints. Cara finished the last five lashes across her already bright red ass, taking a few seconds between them to give the sting time to set in, each one making Angie hiccup and whimper as it landed across another. Cara was watching literally the moment that Angie dropped deep into subspace.

The marks across Angie’s back had settled into red and white welts, but those across the cheeks of her bottom were darker. They would bloom into colourful bruises. Cara knew they would be hell to sit on for days. She motioned Jonathan over and walked around to face her again. Her cheeks were wet with tears, but she was thoroughly dazed, now.

“Clean her up, take her down, and take her over there,” Cara pointed to the covered platform.

“Yes, ma’am,” he nodded and hurried to the bathroom. He came back with white washcloths and a small basin of hot water. Lowering himself to his knees, he wet a cloth and cleaned up the floor. With another, he began wiping down her sex, her legs, and her feet, looking up as she moaned softly at the contact. He stood and reached up toward her wrists, going slowly. He nosed gently at the back of her shoulder, once, twice, and asked in a low whisper, “Are you okay?”

When she didn’t answer, he ducked his head to look into her face. She looked up at him through her bangs, an open, utterly blissed-out smile on her face, a flood of endorphins and epinephrine well into her system. He smiled a little, relieved, and turned his attention back to what he was supposed to be doing. His pause hadn’t gone unnoticed, though.

Cara walked quietly back to them, smacking Jonathan across both bare ass cheeks with the crop still in her hand, making him jump. “There’s time for chitchat later, children,” she growled into his ear.

He blushed at being caught in disobedience and unhooked Angie from the overhead chain to place her as Cara had instructed him. He sat her on the edge of the platform, bracing with a knee on the edge, and found that it gave under his weight like a bed mattress. He positioned Angie on the sturdy foam wedge, her head at the lowest part and her bottom almost hanging off the higher end. She wasn’t much help, in her placid state, though she was alert of what went on around her.

There were more restraints attached to each corner of the base beneath the mattress for her. Cara shooed Jonathan back to his spot beside Daniel after putting the riding crop back in its place on the table. She picked up one of the restraints near Angie’s foot, buckling part of it around her ankle and a second strap around her thigh, then did the same with the other. Pulling on the straps’ length adjustments, she tightened them so that Angie’s legs were splayed wide. She walked around to Angie’s hands and unclipped the joiner from her wrist cuffs before clipping each to their own waiting strap and tightening them just enough to make the muscles of her triceps and shoulders burn a bit.

When her head cleared enough to listen to her surroundings, Angie found that the room was silent of any voice that wasn’t Cara’s. She knew that all of the people were still around – movement in a chair here, the squeak of a shoe there. She could imagine clearly their eyes on her. Just as her nerves threatened to overflow and make fright well up, Cara’s voice pulled her back down.

She leaned down to speak in Angie’s ear, brushing red hair away from her face. “I know how you like the way Joey’s come is so hot inside you. A Great Dane’s body temperature averages out at about 105 Fahrenheit. You’re gonna love this.”

Angie’s tongue flicked out to wet her lips as Cara nodded to Daniel. He nudged Valentine forward and the dog came trotting heavily toward them. Cara patted the mattress between Angie’s legs, and the dog put his front feet up as she sat down. She reached down and wrapped her hand around his soft sheath, grinning as the bright red cock emerged and he began to hump. She waited until his cock was good and thick before stopping. Patting the mattress again signaled Valentine to jump all the way up. She guided his front legs astride Angie, who looked up with wide eyes as he towered over her.

Cara could see her elevated pussy glistening with wetness as she aimed the dog’s cock. As soon as the tapered tip penetrated her, he started humping in earnest and his front legs locked tight around her body. The dog’s broad chest pressed against Angie’s breasts and his weight bore down on her as he hammered into her cunt. There was no wait before his cock was pushing against her cervix; it claimed access right away. She grunted as the tip burrowed into the temporarily tiny opening, widening it with each thrust until it was open enough that the first couple of inches of his cock could ram through.

She could feel his cock continuing to swell, her vagina stretching around its girth, and an aching pressure deep in her abdomen told her that it had forced its way completely into her womb. The opening of her pussy ached, as well. The dog’s cock seemed to be the largest thing she’d ever had inside her.

Before very long, the entire length of the slit of her cunt was split wide around the knot as it demanded entrance. Cara licked her lips and groaned softly as she watched it being shoved further in with each thrust that was accompanied by Angie’s whimpering grunts. With one last, hard push and a strangled gasp from Angie, the knot was finally rammed home. The lips of her pussy slid snugly around the base of the dog’s cock. Valentine’s thrusts grew shorter, but no less hard. Angie’s body was jerked and pushed with them. Her hands opened and closed in the material that covered the mattress, gathering fistfuls of fabric as she was rocked closer and closer. She came, her insides spasming tightly around the invader, and she heard an animalistic sound of pleasure pulled from her own throat.

Cara moved up a bit, putting a hand between Angie and the dog to rub her abdomen hard as the dog fucked her, feeling the enormous cock working in her, its knot swollen huge and locked past her pubic bone. Angie could feel the dog’s higher temperature as come pooled hot in her womb, the heat spreading very pleasantly. She moaned as Cara kept pushing and rubbing as her body gathered it, the pressure adding to her discomfort. She panted, feeling her womb filling, stretching, aching.

Minutes passed, and Cara’s hand was keeping well away from Angie’s clit, no matter how much she begged. She whispered, “Please, please, please,” hoping for another orgasm to even out the ache.

She moaned, tears squeezing out of her clenched eyes at the cramping in her belly from the amount of come being pumped in. It seemed as if she’d been knotted for days when Valentine finally started attempting to yank his cock free. Cara got up and crossed back to the table, bringing a large, dome-shaped plug with her when she returned. She sat very near to the joining of the dog’s cock and Angie’s cunt, holding the plug ready.

She watched as Angie’s head tipped further back and her mouth opened as the dog’s cock pulled harder at her opening. The raw pink border of her vagina stretched thin around the widest area of his slowly shrinking knot. She whimpered as it finally popped free with one last jerk. Cara shoved the plug into her cunt quickly, making Angie grunt with the suddenness of it. She felt only a dribble of come escape, running across her asshole, making the muscles there tighten involuntarily.

The swelling of Angie’s normally flat abdomen was obvious. She could have been mistaken for a good four or five months pregnant, as full as it was. Cara could feel the inside of her thighs slick, she had grown so wet throughout the proceedings. She rushed, snapping at Jonathan to hurry and loosen the laces of the discipline corset enough that she could wiggle her way out of it.

When she was free, she pulled the wedge out from under Angie, making her cry out in surprise and the jolting of her overfull womb, and had Jonathan tighten the restraints back down. She climbed onto the bed and put her hands on Angie’s belly, massaging and pressing against it, reveling in the knowledge of what was inside. A moment later, she straddled her, spreading her cunt open on Angie’s belly, the pressure making her whimper in discomfort. Cara worked her hips back and forth, rubbing herself against the swollen curve. Angie could feel the come slosh hot against her insides. As Cara came, tightening her thighs against Angie’s sides, she felt a trickle of Cara’s juices run down her mound and over her clit.

Cara climbed off, catching her breath and rubbing her own wetness into the soft skin of Angie’s stomach. She reached up and unclipped Angie’s wrists, motioning for Jonathan to help her. After Cara had unclipped each point and slowly removed each cuff, he helped Angie move awkwardly to the area near the chain where she was previously suspended. Cara made her kneel over the same silver basin that had held water for her. She removed the plug carefully, letting come pour out of Angie. It drained into the basin until it was over half full. Cara knelt in front of Angie, the redhead’s hands and head resting on her shoulders as she reached one hand between the girl’s legs and began to massage her clit. The flow of come leaving her body had nearly stopped. Angie’s breath soon turned into short, soft gasps as she neared coming again. The muscle contractions pushed more fluid out in small streams, leaving Angie groaning and shaking as she orgasmed in her utterly exhausted state.

Cara motioned to Daniel. He stepped over and leaned in. “I think it’s time for everyone to leave,” she told him. He nodded and went to make sure that everyone in the group left.

She snapped her fingers at Jonathan and he disappeared quickly behind Daniel before coming back with a clean bathrobe and a blanket. Cara handed Jonathan’s clothes to him in return for the warm things and wrapped them around Angie, then gently handed her off to him while she pulled her own clothing back on. “Take her to my car, and I’ll be right there,” she instructed.

Jonathan helped Angie to her feet and walked a few very slow steps with her before deciding that carrying her would get them to the car sooner. She exhaled what would have been a giggle otherwise as he lifted her and backed them through the front doors.

She closed her eyes and let her head fall against his shoulder.

“Don’t go to sleep, now,” he laughed lightly.

“Mmm…” she sighed.

He put her on her feet long enough to get the passenger-side door open and sat her inside, buckling her in and closing her door, then stood at the car until Cara came out.

“What about your things, ma’am?” he asked, glancing back at the doors.

“Daniel will keep them for me and I’ll pick them up sometime this weekend. Do you have a ride, or are you coming home with me?”

“I… suppose I need a ride, ma’am.” He looked down.

“That’s fine,” she smiled, patting his shoulder and going around to the driver’s side. “Get in, then.”

The drive home was quiet. Angie woke enough to walk in on her own and headed straight for the bathroom with Jonathan shadowing her, making sure she didn’t happen to drowse off and veer into a wall. He stayed with her until Cara came in.

Cara kissed her on the cheek and took the blanket and robe off her, getting her into the bathtub. She shooed Jonathan out to wait in the bedroom and ran warm water into the deep tub up to Angie’s breasts.

Angie felt wonderfully sated, a soothing burn in her muscles and a great deal of heat down her back, bottom, thighs, and pussy from the crop.

“So, do you still like him?”

“Jonathan?” Angie asked in a mumble.

“Of course Jonathan.”

“Mm-hmm. He’s nice. Sweet and noble. All that stuff. I’d have bigger words, if I hadn’t been ridden one way or another for three hours.” She smiles and looked up at Cara through the barcode of her wet bangs.

Cara pressed a kiss to her mouth and stood up. “I’m going to take my shower.”

Angie blinked water out of her eyes. “But-”

“Don’t worry,” she winked. She went out and came back with Jonathan. “He’ll fill in until I get through.”

Jonathan knelt down beside the bathtub and picked up the shampoo.

“You give other people baths often?” Angie asked, watching him but not meeting his eyes for too long at once.

“A few times. I give myself one every day. It’s not that different.” He grinned and splashed a handful of water at her.

Cara showered quickly and told him to go take his own. He disrobed and hesitated, standing near her for a few beats until she realized what he wanted. She turned and dug the key to the cock cage out of the pocket of her discarded pants and removed it.

Angie smiled sleepily and let herself sink a bit lower in the water when Cara picked up the washcloth and soaped it, washing her beginning with her chest. She let herself be moved up and back to be soaped, and was mostly asleep when Cara finished.

“Come on,” Cara chuckled, patting her wetly on the back, “you can stand on your own feet for a couple of minutes.”

She swayed a little as Cara helped her out of the bath and dried her off, being very gentle with her backside. Cara went to her bedroom to get something, and Angie took the opportunity to plop down on the side of the tub again, on the damp towel hanging over the edge. Jonathan finished his long shower and left the bathroom, as well. When Cara came back, Angie’s head had bobbed forward despite her attempt to stay alert.

Cara turned her where she sat and carefully massaged antiseptic ointment into the stripes on her back, then into her bottom. She rubbed tightening cream into Angie’s pussy as deep as she could, when she had her stand again. She put a tee shirt over Angie’s head, too big for her, but just the size for a night shirt, and nudged the redhead ahead of her to the bedroom. She let Angie sit on the bed, but put Jonathan beside her. “Do not let her go to sleep,” she ordered.

He nodded and sat next to her. There was rattling in the kitchen, and Cara brought back a tray of food.

Angie sighed and whined, “Can’t I just go to sleep? There’ll be breakfast in the morning.”

“You need to eat before you sleep. All the energy you’ve spent, and you haven’t eaten since lunch, have you?”

“No, ma’am.”

Jonathan ate like he’d been starved for days and curled up on his side, watching. Angie sat between Cara’s legs and very sleepily took what Cara poked at her mouth. When Cara was satisfied that she’d fed her enough, she set the nearly empty tray on the floor beside the bed and came back up with something else in her hands.

“I never asked if you sleep with a stuffed animal or anything, but I found this for you-” She put a soft, fuzzy, black rabbit with long ears into Angie’s arms.

Angie smiled brightly and squished the stuffed bunny to her chest. “Thank you.”

“Okay, now you can crash, sweetie,” Cara scooted back onto her side of the bed and held the blankets back.

Angie squirmed out of the tee shirt and cuddled in close between Cara and Jonathan.

Jonathan cleared his throat softly as Cara was reaching to turn off the bedside lamp. “Ma’am? Do you want me to stay, or should I call for a taxi?”

“Oh, hush and go to sleep,” Cara yawned and reached over Angie to push his head down to the pillow.

Angie felt his soft cock resting against the cleft of her bottom. She ran her fingers through Cara’s blonde hair as she dropped off to sleep in her arms.

Angie woke with Cara stroking the back of her fingers across her stomach. She wiggled and stretched out long, then curled back up against her.

“I have some homework…”

“Can this homework be done here? Did you bring it with you?”

“Yes, ma’am.” Angie smiled.

Cara tightened her arms around Angie’s shoulders. “Good.”

Later that morning – far past noon, really – Angie sat at Cara’s kitchen table with textbooks and notebooks splayed open across the better half of it. Her hair was caught into two neat braids, the even end of one twirled around two fingers as she scribbled numbers from her physics text into equations. Cara was busily making a late lunch.
Cara set a glass of soda down beside Angie and leaned forward to lick a little stripe up her cheekbone before sitting down.

“You’re distracting me, ma’am,” Angie said coyly, unable to keep a very contented smile from curling her lips.

“I have one more thing for you,” Cara said, setting something beside Angie’s book with a little click.

Angie finished the problem she was working on and looked. It was a key with butterflies printed on it.

“I was going to give you one of my extra keys, but I saw those blanks when I was picking something else up the other day, so I went ahead and had it made for you.”

“Thank you,” she beamed and threw her arms around Cara’s neck, practically crawling into her lap with a kiss.

Cara dropped Angie off a couple of blocks from her house on Sunday evening. Angie passed through the living room to show her parents that she was home, pausing to pretend to pay attention to the sitcom they had on the television, before going up to her room.

She took the stuffed bunny out of her backpack, where it had been crammed for the trip home, and sat it on her bed, against her pillows.

When she woke up for school the next morning, she still felt a brilliant high as she thought back over her weekend. She stumbled into the bathroom to start getting ready. Her ass still hurt. She turned her back to the mirror and twisted around to look over her shoulder at it. There were still obvious claw marks reaching far around the back of her ribcage. The welts from the riding crop were still quite raised, purple bruises laced around the edges with red, and a few abrasions among them. She licked her lips and reached back, scraping her fingernails firmly across her bottom, making herself moan a little in pain, but mostly in the fact that her pussy reacted immediately, wetting and clenching with a mind of its own.

She closed her eyes, backed up with her ass against the edge of the bathroom cabinet, hissing in pain as she pressed against it, and ran her fingers over the mount of her pussy to rest at her clit. It still ached from the abuse it had taken, but she let it press between her middle and ring fingers anyway, moving moisture from her entrance up onto it with smooth back and forth motions. She rubbed until orgasm forced her to curl forward on a chant of grunts that came in time with the muscle contractions, her knees weakening and giving way, making her sit down hard on the bathroom rug.

She sat down at the breakfast table, her entire bottom throbbing.

“You look flushed. You’re not sick, are you?” her mother asked, setting a box of cereal and bowl in front of her.

“Nope, I feel great, Mom,” she answered cheerfully and poured milk into her bowl.



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was out for the morning.  No such

luck.  Daddy and a few helpers were still in the barn.  The vet was there again and they

were all talking serious talk so I stayed away.  I went down to Ben's stall and once again, I

found him with his head hung low and I could tell he was falling into more depression.  This

is not good I thought.  If he doesn't keep alert, he'll go into a deep depression and

we'll never get him to keep his desire to heal.  Horses are funny that way.  I began talking

with Ben, brushing him and tapping his flanks to keep his attention.  Ben didn't really

respond.  I knew I had to do something and soon.  I just couldn't have my best friend give

up.  I stepped to the edge of the stall and took a look at where everyone was.  Then, I

took a chance.  A chance I'll never forget.  As I spoke with Ben, I began rubbing his

underbelly.  Far enough back to touch his sheath.  Ben perked up a bit but kept his head

hung low.  Finally, I noticed his cock beginning to drop.  I reached out for it and

began to squeeze him slowly.  Ben was half way out when I heard voices closer to me. What will

I do, oh no, they'll see me.  I stepped back from Ben and near the stall door.
"Susan" Daddy yelled,
"Ya Daddy"
"I need you to run into town for me." daddy churped
"Ah, I haven't fed Ben yet"
"Ok, finish up and come see me at the shop"
"Sure daddy, be there in 20 minutes or so" I purred
Daddy never responded but just turned and walked out with the other farm hands.

I turned back to Ben, his cock was barely out when I got back to him. 
"Ben I'll have to make this quick, I want to keep you happy so I'm gonna do what I did last

night okay?" Now, I new Ben wouldn't talk back to me but I

thought if I talked to him while I reached for his soft cock he may perk up a bit.  Ben was

really so sad.  I knew I had my work cut out for me and I only had 20 minutes.
I knelt down and began softly rubbing Bens underbelly again and gently rubbing his

hardening cock.  Soon, his giant cock was fully extended.  Getting harder by the second.  I

began rubbing the full length of his amazing cock. I could feel it beginning to have it's

own heart beat.  The veins of his cock were swolen and this massive cock came to life. 

With every pulse of his heart, Bens cock would flex in my hands.  I began licking the end of

his cock and felt the warm precome on my tongue.  It tasted good. I knew I didn't have

time for much and I couldn't get dirty, daddy would know something was wrong.  I kept licking

then sucked the head of his massive cock into my mouth.  His cock grew in my mouth.  His

flanks began to jump slightly like small jerking motions. His hot stiff monster was

throbbing with every move I made.  Then, Ben went stiff.  His whole body seemed to freeze, I

knew it, he was going to come.  I wanted it so bad but I knew I had to wait.  I pulled his

cock from my mouth and just as I did he shot a huge blast of come which went all the way to

the wall boards of the stall. I kept jerking his cock as he kept coming. I placed my one

hand near the front of his cock to catch some. The come was so hot on my hand. I was so

excited by now, my pussy was just dripping.  It was so fantastic, I watched Ben as he

relaxed.  Ben was now alert.  I walked around to his face, talking sweetly to him I said.
"Now boy, there's a lot more where that came from isn't there?" as I licked some of the come

from my hand.  Ben snorted and seemed to be in a much better mood.  His head was up, his ears were alert. 

Yes, he knew what I meant. I soon realized that I had to get out to daddy

quickly so I fed Ben, cleaned up the stall a bit.  Laughing I said to Ben that if he can hit

the wall of the stall from over eight feet away, I am looking forward to more exciting fun.

....

Daddy had me make a trip into town to pick up some wood to repair a fence that was down. As I

drove into town, I rubbed my sopping wet pussy.  I didn't even see the car that pulled out of

their lane. I hit the rear of the car and by the time I knew it, I was upside down in the

ditch.  I was sore all over.  I couldn't hardly move. The next thing I knew I woke in the

hospital. "We were so worried" it was my moms voice.
"what, what happened?" I asked
"you were in an accident. you're very lucky

young lady" a doctor was saying to me
If I didn't have enough things happen to me in the past few months, I had to get into an

accident.  My arm was broken, I had a back brace, a neck brace and a fractured knee.  I

was a mess to say the least.  "Susan hunny, we're so glad your ok, I mean, at

least still with us" mom said in tears
"didn't you even see the car?" daddy growled
"what car?" I murmured
"guess not, sorry sweetie, I'm not mad at you" daddy said in a much nicer tone
I had been in a stupid accident all because of my sexual desire.  The ride home two days later

was interesting. They took me over to where the accident had happened and I really didn't

remember any of it. When we got home they helped me into the guest room.  It was

downstairs and much easier to access than my bedroom.  Mom and daddy told me that I would be

using this room until I could get around better.  So, for the next few weeks I be home

recooperating. Thoughts of Ben never really entered my mind until after dinner that day

when daddy said he was going out to do some chores.
"Ben ! How's Ben" I shouted
"He's doing ok, I think he misses you though" daddy churped back
"I wanna see him, can I go, can I" I exclaimed
"Not for a few days hunny" mom came back at me.
It was a long two days.  I was so worried about my Ben.  What if he became too depressed, what

if.... all these crazy thoughts crossed my mind and pretty much drove me crazy.  Finally, it

was Wednesday, I could see my Ben. Daddy helped me into the wheel chair and pushed me out to

the barn.  I was so happy to see Ben with his head held pretty good.  Daddy stopped just

outside the stall so I could see him and talk to him.  Daddy went and did a few things in the

barn and came back to me to see if I wanted to stay or go back to the house.  Oh, I was

staying, I was getting wet just looking at him.  The problem was how would I be able to do

anything aroud my daddy. "well, if you want to stay out here for awhile,

I'll just leave you here but I won't be back for a few hours"
"that's okay daddy, I'll be fine, we'll keep each other company" I said with a bit of a

sultry tone.  Oh my mind was going crazy, my pussy was so wet and...
"Daddy, could you roll me down to the end of the barn to the bathroom before you go? I can

get back just fine" Daddy grabed the chair handles and rolled me

down, gave me a bit of a tap on the shoulder and then he said the best thing I've heard in a

long time. "the boys and I will be out at the old bridge,

we have to fix it.  Should be back by noon. Oh, ya, and your moms going into town shopping,

if you want to go I'll tell her to come get you"
"No, I'd rather just stay here" I said eagerly
"Alright, I'll let your mom know"
"okay, thanks daddy, I love you"
With that, my dad walked out the barn.  I stumbled slowly into the bathroom which was

also a change room for the pool. It wasn't to hard for me to get around as I was only wearing

a nighty slip and house coat.  As I did my business, I noticed the pool toys in the

corner. One item in particular was the set of water wings that we have for younger kids that

might visit. When I was done, I hobbled over to the corner and picked up the pair of water

wings. I was of course thinking of Ben. I could blow up the wings and place them over Bens

cock.  He would love it.  I could always let the air out and keep them in my storage box

near the stall.  Oh, my imagination went wild. By the time I came back to Ben, he had finished

his feed bag and seemed to be in a pretty good mood.  I blew up both of the water wings and

after moving a bale of straw over near Ben, I sat upon it and began to fondle Bens under

belly and touch his cock.  Ben knew, he remembered.  His cock was out in no time. 

Throbbing and completely excited to see me and feel me.
"Good-bye sweetie, be back in a few hours" came my mothers voice
"Bye mom, love ya" I yelled back.
I had never heard the barn door open, but I heard it close.  I got up just to make sure.  I

also heard the car roll out of the lane.  I knew I had to buy some listening devices and

hide them in the barn if this fun was going to continue.  But right now, all I wanted was to

make my Ben come.  Not just come, come all over me.  I moved around the stall to find a towel

in my storage box.  I also noticed that I still hadn't put the other holster away.  When we

first put Ben in a holster (sling) to lift him this was the one we tried.  It was a bit to

big, more for a much taller horse.  As I sat back down and began getting my best friend all

worked up, I took one of the water wings and palced it over his cock.  Ben loved it.  He

made noises of joy and so I added the second one.  This one, I began to jerk him off with. 

Ben began to do that humping thing he had done before.  A sort of bouncing of his flanks.  Ben

sure was enjoying himself and I was too.  I was getting so excited that I was going to have him

come all over me.  I had to stop for a moment while I removed my robe.  My nighty slip I

thought I'd pull off and keep it close in case I had to put it back on quickly.  I looked back

at Ben, he had his head turned toward me and was snorting at me. It was as if he was saying

"come on girl, get me off".  I just laughed and got up to stroke his main, his ears and let his

hot breath roll over my titties. Ben used his strong lips to nibble at my titties and it made

me so hot.  I was soaked, almost dripping.  I reached down to my soaking wet pussy and began

to rub my clitty.  Oh ya, it was so good.  Ben would nibble at my titties, make a snort at me

and then nibble again, he knew wha t I wanted. I could move between titties and his strong

lips and he just kept on doing it.  I opened my eyes, my breathing was so fast now, I was near

a climax when a thought ran through my head. Would it work? I wondered, it might, Oh I just

have to try...

Quickly I turned around to the holster I had seen only moments before.  I stumbled over to

it, pulled it off the stall shelf and tosed it over Ben.  Ben jumped a bit when I did this,

unsure of what I was going to try to do.  Ben became a bit uneasy.  I did my best to calm him

down then began tying the two sides of the second sling together.  I rolled the sling so

the knots were at Bens side and stepped back to look at my invention.  Ben was in a sling and

he wasn't going anywhere. I couldn't move well, one arm in a cast, a knee brace, the neck and

back braces had been removed before I had come home from the hospital.  Bens cock had gone

softer.  One of the water wings had fallen to the ground.  I reached down for it and noticed

that Ben was regaining strength in his cock without my help.  Ben wanted  that cock of his

to be jerked off.  I just had a better idea. I was so wet, I just had to try.
...
Once I had Bens cock all hard and the second water wing back on him, I slowly crawled into

the second sling.  Thats right, I was gonna fuck my horse.  I was overcome with desire. I

don't think anything could have stopped me. Everyone could have come into the barn and I

would have still tried to fuck him.  But no one came in.  We were alone.  I crawled into the

sling so I could sort of just hang there.  I stuck my one good arm through the holes where a

horses leg would fit.  I reached back for his cock. I could feel him hitting me in the back

of my legs with his hot hard cock.  Finally, I got my hand on his stiff rod. I slowly began to

move the end of his cock over my wet pussy. All at once, Bens cock came fully to life and he

pushed into me.  Oh, it was so amazing, so huge, so hot.  I wasn't sure if he would even

fit into me but I was so wet, there was no denying him. I felt his cock pulse like before.

 With every beat of his heart, Bens cock grew and subsided.  His hind quarters began to jump

like before too.  Ben was now pushing into me and almost out in a steady pace. I was in a

dream land of extacy. I was so hot, I could feel his massive cock stretching me beyond

anything I had ever experienced.  I could feel the water wings holding him back.  Ben was

pumping about six to eight inches of horse cock into me and I was loveing every inch.  I could

feel the juices running down my legs.  Then...

Ben went stiff. Ben's entire body froze stiff. Then, like a baloon filling with air, my pussy

was filled with his hot steamy come.  I could feel every burst from his balls. I could hear

the come dripping to the floor like someone was pouring water from a glass. Ben was breathing

so heavily, I noticed he was even foaming at his mouth, humans drool, horses tend to foam at

the mouth when they are extremely warm. Or in this case, HOT. Ben was snorting and puffing

just trying to catch his breath. Ben had done me well. I was exhausted. All I could do was

just lie there in the sling feeling all that come run down my legs.  Soon, Bens cock slid

out of my battered pussy. A cold draft ran into my open slit and it sent shivers though me.
As I slowly crawled out of the sling I noticed that my legs were weak. Ben had done such a

great job on me that I could hardly stand. It took me almost two hours to clean myself, Ben

and the stall up.  I was so sore. Ben had drawn a bit of blood from me, I can only imagine that

he ripped me a bit with that huge cock of his. Not to mention that I was already in pain from

my accident. By the time mom came home, I was in the pool area lying in the sun completely

spent from my best friend Ben.
.......

Ben and I had a number of encounters after that first awsome fuck. It was almost a month before

I would have that cock of his inside of me again because he had tore me a bit. Of course

that didn't stop me from using my hands and tongue. I hope you enjoyed my adventure and

when I have time. I'll tell you about how well Ben did after we set him back on his own four

legs. He healed very well.  Good enough so that I could ride upon his back.  We had a big farm

and there were a lot more adventures that I want to tell all of you about so vote this up

and maybe I'll tell them too you.

p; My best friend had a chance.  We transported Ben to have x-rays and after what seemed like days, the vet said if we wanted to try, we could. Ben would have to be kept in a sling for 6 to 8 months.  That meant that his feet wouldn't touch the ground so he would get very depressed. We would have to monitor him daily.
He looked so sad.  Ben just hung his head in shame hanging there in the sling.  The life and joy in his eyes was all but gone.  I cried so much during those first few days.  Grooming him and talking to him all day long seemed to help a bit but Ben was just so sad.  Helpless really.  I mean, if he wanted food he had to be swung over to his trough or I had to strap on his feed bag.  When he had to pee or dump, he did.  There was only a bit of warning so I soon realized the warning signs and would swing him over to the entrance run to do his business.  It just made it all the easier to clean up and I didn't have to fix his stall floor as often.  Ben was extremely down and out after two weeks hanging in the sling and I really didn't know what to do to cheer him up when something caught his attention.  The mare we wanted to stud was naying and perked his ears. 
"Oh Ben... now that would cheer you up, wouldn't it boy" as I laughed and taged him one on the hind quarter.  Thoughts ran through my head of how I could get that mare to stand beside him and get my Ben off.  That would cheer him up. So, I decided I'd give it a try tomorrow when the work hands were out and I was all alone in the barn.  It was nearly time for everyone to come in for the day.  Then, I noticed it. I've see horses mating but I've never been this close to a male horse when its massive cock was hanging stiff and throbbing like this.  Ben was wiggling in his sling, he was more alert than I had seen him in days.  His woodie was getting the best of him.  It was even stiffer now, curving up toward his tummy and you could see the veins and every beat of his heart as it pulsed.  Almost entirely black with a strange pattern of white near then end.  It must have been over 18" long.  The first section was at least 2 1/2" in diameter and 6 inches then his cock grew to at least 4 inches in diameter and another 12 inches long.  I was glued to his massive throbbing hardon as it seemed to just call to me to touch it.
It was so hot to the touch, and each beat of his heat went through my hand.  He jumped just a little bit when I touched him then began flexing his huge cock in my hands as if to jerk himself off in my hand. It was magnificent.  I bent down and using my other hand, I began stroking his huge cock.  I slowly moved my hands in rhythm to his pumping.  It sure didn't take long before he let out a sound I've never heard from him and began shooting his load all over his front legs and hoofs.  There was so much, he just kept coming and coming.  I was so turned on that my nipples were aching.  My pussy was so wet that I could feel juices running along my panties.  I wanted more.  Yes I was becoming lost in the amazing cock before my eyes.  I wanted to taste his come so I bent forward to lick his beautiful cock when I heard voices.
Oh no I though, standing up.  I could see the guys were coming in for the day.  I had to clean up quickly.  I grabed for the blanket and a rag I had on the edge of the stall.  Cleaned my one hand and Bens front legs.  I used my boot to smear the floor straw around to cover the mess he had made.  Ok, everything looked fine except that cock.  He was still hanging there as if to impress me.  I slapped his hind quarter and flank and saw that he was drawing it back inside.  Good I though, he understands.  Soon, he was almost back inside his sheath when I heard a few familiar voices calling to me. 
"Be right there guys" I shouted back.  "Now Ben" I whispered, "you be a good boy for me tonight and tomorrow I'll make you happier than you are right now"  I ran my fingers through his maine and looked into his eyes.  There was a bit more life in him now I giggled to myself.  As I walked out of the stall I noticed him hang his head lower.  He must be tired I thought.

:: Visit my next enounter with Ben which I'll call "My best friend Ben 3"  I promise it will be longer than this one.  I just have to write it off line as I always get so hot writing.  I don't want to leave out any details.  It was the best sex I have ever had.

Susan

already, it looked like she had started without me.

"Mmmmmmm." Heather moaned as she impaled herself on my cock, and laid down on top of me, kissing and sucking my neck.

I slid my hands over Heather's ass, squeezing and massaging her ass as I guided her up and down the length of my shaft.

"Ohhhh Jake!" Heather hissed in a loud whisper.  "I cant get enough of your cock!  Mmm!  Unh!!  Unnh!  UNNNH!" Heather moaned as she began to fuck me faster and faster.

"Shhhh!  Mom is right downstairs babe!  Youre going to wake her up."  I warned, as I fought the urge to cry out as Heather began to really work her cunt up and down my cock.

"Ooooh!  I know...but...but it...but it feels so fucking good!!  Oh!!  Ah!!  Yeah!  Oh Jake, fuck me!  Make me cum all over your big hard cock again!!" Heather moaned as she sat up and began to bounce up and down on my cock harder and faster.

Heather's tits were bouncing and rocking with each thrust of my cock, and seeing Heather there, completely naked, head thrown back, mouth open gasping and moaning, and her gorgeous tits bouncing up and down with her nipples hard as rocks was almost enough to make me blow my load right then. 

I watched Heather's neatly trimmed snatch slide up and down my stiff cock, and as I reached up to play with her titties, I could feel her pussy tightening its grip on my dick, and I knew Heather was close to cumming. 

"Oh!!  Oh God!!  Oh Jake...Jake....baby Im cumming!!  Im cumming!!  Im cumming!! Ah!!  Ah!! Ahhhh!  Yeah!!!"

I felt Heather's hot cum wash over my cock, and as she leaned down to kiss me, I gripped Heather's tight little ass in both hands, and forced her down onto my cock, driving it in as deep as I could as I blew my cum all over the inside of her hot steamy pussy.

"Mmmmmmmm!!!" I moaned into Heather's mouth as she kissed me, and Heather slowly fucked my cock, gripping my dick with her pussy, milking every last drop of my cum that she could get.

"Oh yeah!  That was incredible baby." Heather moaned into my ear.

I slid my cock out of her pussy, and pulled Heather in close to me.  Just as I was about to drift off, Heather and I heard the unmistakable sound of footsteps coming up the stairs toward her room.

Mom's footsteps.

"Oh fuck." I said, and Heather's eyes got wide as Mom's footsteps were getting dangerously close. 

I rolled off the side of Heather's bed, and directly under it.  There was nothing else I could do.  No time to get to my room, and after our shower last night, I hadnt brought any clothes in here.   Heather threw her bed together as fast as she could, and made sure the bedspread was down close enough to the floor so that Mom wouldnt see anything under the bed.

I heard Heather open her closet door, just as her bedroom door was opened.

"Heather Im leaving for work and if it isnt too much trouble, could you take the electric bill in and drop it off?  I forgot to get it in the mail this week and it is due today, and Im running late as it is."  Mom said.

Heather stretched her arms over her head, acting as if she had just gotten up, and pretended that she was actually in the middle of looking for something to wear.   It was not uncommon for Heather to be seen naked by me or Mom, especially in her own room, so this scene was pretty normal.  Mom was pretty cool about that kind of stuff.   One time Mom had walked into my room while I was watching a pornographic video and masturbating, and she never once acted like it was anything I should be ashamed of, or be in trouble for.

"Sorry honey, I should have knocked first." was all Mom ever said about it.

Heather walked over to where Mom was standing and took the electric bill from her, and set it on her nightstand.   I was thinking that this close call was almost over, but I was wrong about that.  Mom walked in, closed the door, and sat down on the bed.  Her feet were just mere inches away from where I was hiding.

"Heather, while youre out today, could you do me another favor?" Mom asked.

"Sure Mom, what do you need?" Heather said.

"Well, could you go into the Blue Boutique and pick something up for me?" Mom asked.

"The Blue Boutique?  The sex shop?  What do you need out of there?" Heather asked.

"Now dont say anything to your brother, and if he goes out with you today, just forget it ok?  But I need you to pick me up a few things.  I have them written down right here so you know which ones to get.    Youre more comfortable with this stuff than I am, I get rather embarrassed going in there and buying stuff like this."  Mom explained.

"Wow Mom.  Are we a little horny or what?  A vibrator, two different sizes of dildos, and a video of Huge Cocks volume seven." Heather teased.

"That is exactly the reason I want YOU to go in and get it for me.  A nineteen year old draws much fewer funny looks than a thirty eight year old mother of two. " Mom said.

"Ah Mom, Im just kiddin ya.  Besides, you look great.  You dont look anywhere near thirty eight years old.  There are a lot of people who mistake you for my sister instead of my mother for cryin out loud.  You shouldnt be embarrassed.  Besides, thats what their shop is there for, for you to come in and buy their stuff.  I wouldnt think it would be good for business to make your customers feel uncomfortable.  But if you want me to pick this stuff up for you, I will."  Heather said.

"Thanks honey, youre a doll.  Um.. on second thought, if Jake goes out with you today, could you just tell him that its for you or something?  I really need this stuff.  I havent been laid in way too long and I just need something to relieve a little stress, if you know what I mean." Mom said.

"I know exactly what you mean." Heather laughed.  "It will be here when you get home tonight, I can go before he wakes up."

"Okay, great.  Love you sweetie, Ill see you tonight." Mom said, and started out the door.  When I heard her footsteps far enough away, I came out from under the bed.

"That was close." I said.

"We should just tell her the truth Jake.  Its only been a month and already I hate this sneaking around." Heather said.

"Yeah, and what are you going to do when she decides to kill us both?" I asked.

"You dont know that.  I think she would be more angry about us sneaking around behind her back rather than just telling her how we feel about each other." Heather said.

"I dont know.  What I do know is this.  Our relationship is NOT socially acceptable.  Although we find no problem with it, there are those who would have a serious problem with this.  Mom has never given me any reason to believe that she would ever support such deviant behavior." I said.

"I guess we will have to find out then, won't we?" Heather said.

"Find out what?" I asked.

"Would you fuck her, Jake?" Heather asked.

"What?!" I exclaimed, caught off guard at this off the wall question.

"Would you fuck Mom, if she was into the idea?  You cant say you dont find her attractive, I look just like her.  You say you want to be with me, well, Im going to be her in about twenty years.  You heard her yourself.  She's horny and hasnt been laid in way too long.  Thats what she said.   She's going to be coming home with booze, with the full intent to get herself off with some sex toys and a nasty video.  I cant think of any better opportunity to find out where Mom's morals lie than that.  So, would you fuck her if she let you get that far?" 

"Ive never really thought about it before, but fuck yeah, Id do her if she was into it." I said.

"Good.  Now, you just follow my lead, and go with whatever happens, ok?  We're in this together.  Either you're going to be fucking Mom's brains out tonight, or we are both going to have a lot of explaining to do.  She cant really have any negative feelings about us being together if she's got no problems fucking you too.  Deal?"

"Deal." I said.

"Okay, you better get back to your room babe, just in case she comes back for something." Heather said.

"Yeah, I better." I said, and I eased her door open and quietly moved back down the hall to my room.   Once I was inside my room, I relaxed.  I laid down on my bed and realised how really damned tired I was.  Heather was fucking dynamite in bed, and after fucking her all night long and only having about three hours of sleep, I decided to take a little nap.

I woke up to the sight of my cock in Heather's mouth, feeling her tongue sliding all over the head of my cock, and her hands both sliding up and down the base of my cock, and massaging my balls.  When she saw that I was awake, Heather slid my cock out of her mouth with a loud pop, and smiled.

"Rise and shine sleepyhead!" Heather laughed.  "Mom will be home in a few minutes, better get your shower before she gets here." 

"I looked over at the clock, and sure enough, it read five thirty p.m.   Id slept all day, and now I was just a few minutes away from yet another life-changing event.  Either I was going to be fucking my Mom tonight, or likely packing my things and looking for another place to live after she disowned me.

I went in to take a shower, and when I got out and got dressed, I went down to the living room.  I saw Mom's toys, and her sex tape on the coffee table. 

"Now, you have to stay low profile until I come and get you, ok?  Mom is most likely going to take this stuff to her room, but Im going to try to get her to watch her movie out in the living room.  Ill tell her that youre asleep and I want to check it out."  Heather said.

"Whatever you say sis." I said, and I went back to my room.

Mom came home from work, and after we ate dinner, I said that I was tired and going off to bed.   Mom and Heather were already drinking, and I knew that I was very rapidly approaching the point of no return.  I went to my room and waited for Heather to come and get me, just like she said.

I could hear Mom and Heather laughing, and I knew that Mom must be getting pretty tipsy by now.  I crept to about the middle of the staircase where I could see down into the living room.  The couch was facing away from me, so they couldnt see me.

"Hmmmm.  I see you picked up my things today." Mom said.

"Yup.  One vibrator....check.  One big cock...check.  One bigger cock...check.  One nasty video...check.  Yup...all here Mom."  Heather giggled.

"Well, I think Im off to go play.  Night night sweetie." Mom said as she started to get up from the couch.

"Mom?" Heather asked.

"Yeah sweetie?" Mom said.

"Would you mind watching your movie in here?  I was looking at it and It kinda made me horny.  Would you mind too much if I watched it with you?"

"I suppose I could watch it in here, if you really want to see it."

"Thanks Mom.  Youre the best." Heather said as she bounded over to the VCR and popped the tape in.

As the opening scene began, a naked blonde was sucking on Peter North's cock.

"Oh my." Mom said, unbuttoning her jeans and downing another shot of tequila.  "Id love to be in her shoes right now."

"She's not wearing any shoes mom.  In fact, she isnt wearing anything." Heather teased.

"Well, Id love to have his cock in my mouth right now, how about that?" Mom teased back.

"Which one are you going to play with?" Heather asked, holding the two rubber cocks up.

"Gimme the big one." Mom said.

Heather handed Mom the biggest dildo, and Mom slid it into her mouth, mimicking the action on the screen.

"Mind if I join you?" Heather asked.

"If you want to sweetie." Mom said as she took off the rest of her clothes.

"Great." Heather said, stripping down and reaching for the other dildo.

The scene on the screen shifted to Peter North fucking the blonde doggie style, each thrust of his hips sending waves along her ass, and screams from her throat.

Mom and Heather were both moaning off and on, and breathing pretty heavily as they fucked themselves with the dildos while the scene from the fuck film played out across the screen. 

"God I need some cock." Mom moaned as she watched Peter North cumming all over the blonde's ass at the end of the first scene.

Mom was really tipping back with the booze, downing a couple more shots of Tequila.  Mom began playing with her clit with her left hand, while fucking herself with the dildo in her right.  I could hear her trying not to scream, and she was making sounds like high pitched whispers between gasps for air.

"Looks like that one is pretty good Mom." Heather said, sliding the dildo she had out of her pussy and setting it on the table.

"Well, how is yours sweetie? Is it worth how much I paid for it?" Mom asked.

"Its good all right, but not as good as what I have upstairs."  Heather said.

"Really?  What do you have upstairs?  Can I play with it?" Mom asked.

"If you want to." Heather said.  "Ill be back."

Heather came to the stairs, and motioned for me to come down.  I stripped my clothes off, and moved down into the dark living room where only the light was from the television.

Mom looked up with a quizzical look on her face when she saw Heather and I naked, as if trying to make sense of what was going on through the alcoholic haze clouding her mind.

Heather sat back down next to Mom, and I stood in front of her.

"Your toy is good Mom, but its nothing like the real thing."  And with that, she slid my stiff cock into her mouth, right in front of my mother.

I looked down at Mom, completely naked and half sitting, half lying on the couch.  She looked a lot like Heather.  It was clear that she was her mother's daughter.  I traced my gaze from her pussy, watching her still continue to rub her clit with small circular motions, up to her breasts that she had clearly passed on to Heather, up to her face, where I found her gaze locked on Heather's mouth as my cock slid in and out of it.

Heather grabbed the TV remote, and shut the TV off.  She reached over and turned on the lamp next to the couch, and slid my cock out of her mouth.

"You dont need that video Mom.  You dont even need that dildo youre playing with.  You've got Jake's big, stiff cock right here to play with if you want it." Heather said.

Heather slid her tongue all up and down my cock and looked over at Mom.

"He tastes so good Mom.  And he is an incredible lay.  You have no idea how good his cock feels." Heather continued.

"Oh my...." Mom said as she slid the dildo out of her pussy, and came closer to Heather and I.

I moved over close to Mom, my cock only inches away from her face.

"Want to play with my cock, Mom?" I said.

Mom looked up at me, and then back at Heather.  She took a deep breath and then she answered.

"If you really want to fuck your own Mother honey, Im not going to turn you down.  Ive not had a real cock in a long time, and its really hard to resist with you waving it in my face like that." Mom said.

"Mmmm. Sounds like she wants it Jake." Heather said.  "Why dont you stick that big cock in her mouth and let her see how good your cock tastes."

I looked down at Mom, and she leaned up and wrapped her hand around my cock, and slowly stroked the length of it a few times.

"Such a beautiful cock honey.." Mom said as she opened her mouth and slid my cock inside, and she didnt stop until my entire cock was deep in her throat.

"Mmmmnnnggghhh!!  Ohhh God Mom!!!" I moaned as she deep throated my cock.  Mom gently cupped and massaged my balls as she worked her tongue along the underside of my shaft, never taking my cock out of her throat.  

She slid my cock out of her throat, but kept my cock in her mouth and began to bob her head up and down on my shaft faster and faster.  Her swirling tongue wrapping around my shaft and caressing and teasing the head of my cock was an amazing feeling.  I reached down and began to play with Mom's big tits, pinching her nipples and squeezing her tits, eliciting moans from her mouth around my cock.

I looked over at Heather, who had a look of pure, unadaulterated lust in her eyes as she watched our mother sucking my cock.  Heather reached for the big dildo that Mom had been playing with before, and began to fuck herself with it.   Heather began to moan and play with her breasts with her free hand, silently mouthing the words "I love you" to me as she fucked herself.

I mouthed the words back to her, and mom removed my cock from her mouth and looked up at me with the same lust in her eyes that Heather had shown me.  She truly was her mother's daughter.

"Oh honey.  I could suck this cock for hours, but I need it inside me.  I want you to fuck me with your big hard cock."  Mom said.

I sat down on the couch, and Mom positioned herself on top of me, sitting on her knees, sliding my hard cock into her steamy, wet pussy.   Almost the instant my cock was all the way inside her, Mom came all over my dick.

"Ohh..OOhhhh...OOOOH MY GOOOD!!  OHhhhhhhhhh!!  Ah!!  Ahhhhhhhhh YES!!" Mom screamed as she creamed all over my cock.

"Ooohh.  It has been a while hasnt it Mom?" Heather said.

"Ohh!!  Oh honey.....you have no idea." Mom half gasped, half laughed as she came down from her cum.

Mom began to bounce up and down on my dick, cupping both of her big tits in her hands, and bringing her nipples to her mouth to lick and suck on them as she fucked me, her moans and cries almost sounding feral.  One moan carried into a high pitched moan, that carried into a low guttural moan and then back to the high pitch again. 

Mom threw her head back, and put her hands on the back of the couch behind me, her tits jutting out into my face as she began to fuck me harder and faster.  I took one of her nipples into my mouth and began to suck and nibble on it.

"Oooooh yeah honey!  Suck on your momma's titties!  Oh God YES!!  Oh!!  Oh God Im cumming!!  Im gonna cum again!!  Yeah!! Yeah!! YEAH!!!" Mom screamed as she came all over my dick again.

I looked over at Heather who was giving Mom's dildo a really good drenching.  Heather had cum all over the dildo while watching Mom fuck me, and as she stared at me she began to lick and suck her juices off of the dildo.

Eventually, Mom got kinda tired after bouncing up and down on her knees so much, so I positioned her on her knees, and began to fuck her doggy style.  I grabbed two handfuls of her ass and began to thrust my hips hard, ramming my cock deep into Mom's pussy.  Mom seemed to like it rough, as the harder I fucked her, the more she moaned and screamed with pleasure.

I heard a whirring sound, and I looked over at Heather.  She had mom's new vibrator, and had it all lubed up.  She tossed it to me with a smile on her face.

"Give it to her both ways, babe.  Give her a fucking she wont ever forget." Heather said.

"What are you doing...Oooooh!!  Oh God!!" Mom screamed as I eased the vibrator into her asshole as I fucked her pussy.

"Ahhh!!  Ahh!!  Oh God!!  Oh my God!!!  Oh Fuck!! Fuck!!  Fuck!! Im gonna....Im gonna cream!!  MMMMMMMMM!!!!  Ah!!!" Mom screamed as she bucked against my cock and the vibrator.  I could feel the vibrations coming through her body from the vibrator, and it pushed me over the edge.

"Oh God Mom!  Im gunna cum!!  Where do you want it!!"  I moaned.

"Ooooohh cum all over my ass baby!!  I want you to blow your cum all over my ass!!!  Give it to me!!  Give momma your cum!!"  Mom moaned.

As my cock began to throb and spasm, I pulled it out of Mom's cunt and in an instant, Heather was right there, jerking my cock off over our mother's ass, spraying my hot load all over her ass cheeks and back.

When I had stopped cumming, Heather slid my cock into her mouth, licking me clean.

Mom collapsed onto the couch, completely spent.

"Damn honey, that was good.  Ive never been fucked like that." Mom said.

"Told ya." Heather chimed in.

"So you two are an item now I take it?" Mom asked.

"Uh huh." Heather said.  "For a little over a month now.  We were trying to figure out a way to tell you, and this is what we came up with."

"Wow." Mom said.  "Well, Im way too tired, and frankly, way too drunk to think this through right now, so Im off to get a shower and get some sleep.  We can talk this over in the morning." Mom said.

Heather stood up and led me upstairs. 

"Hope you've got some left for me baby." Heather said.

"Always, babe." I said, feeling my cock begin to rise again.

"Well, you guys have fun, and Ill see you in the morning."  Mom said.

As I started up the stairs, I realised that my night of hot sex was just getting started, and the way things were looking, I was about to enter a new chapter of my life where I would be coming home to not one, but two beautiful, insatiable fuck machines in the form of my mother and my sister.

Fuck, its good to be me.