haven't eaten in three days."  The man held out his left hand, palm upward.  There was a sour smell, like he hadn't bathed in weeks.
 
Alicia hesitated a moment.  It was only a coin.  But in the back of her mind, Master's voice echoed.  Her nipples were suddenly so hard.  She could not deny Master's command, His compulsion.  She looked down at the scraggly man.  He was hunched over, trying to look downtrodden as possible.  "Please," Alicia said, "I need that quarter."
 
The panhandler looked her up and down.  "Frankly, Miss, I need it more than you."  He continued to stand there, huddled, holding out his hand.  Clearly hoping for sympathy.  Hoping for more.
 
Unable to think what to do, Alicia watched the man's face suddenly crumple, with an echo of an accusation.  The image of the smooth, shiny quarter filled her thoughts, and she bit her lip.  He started to turn away.
 
"Wait!" she said.  She opened her purse and rummaged in it for a moment.  Then she pulled out a 20-dollar bill.  "You can have this if you give me the quarter."
 
The man lifted his right hand, the quarter pinched between thumb and forefinger.  His bloodshot, blue eyes stared up at Alicia, offering a fair exchange.  His open palm twitched, the fingers wiggling -- beckoning her to drop the twenty into his hand.
 
Purse tightly under her right elbow, Alicia reached out with her left hand -- palm upward in imitation of the beggar -- while her right hand brought the bill closer and closer to him.  She felt, rather than saw, as he dropped his right hand -- pressing the coin into her palm -- and grabbed the twenty, then turned and walked quickly away, before she could change her mind.
 
Her mind.  "Cum!" she could hear in her mind.  Her Master's voice.  Alicia pressed her knees together, as her hand grasped the coin tightly.  Eyes unfocused.  Lids drooping.  Waves of pleasure rippled through her body.
 
*          *          *          *          *          *
 
"Hold, please!"  Alicia trotted toward the elevator, her heels echoing in the hallway.  Nobody moved, and the doors began to close.  But she managed to slip a hand through the light beam, and heard all the passengers sigh with impatience as the doors opened again.  She stepped in, turned back toward the opening, and said sweetly, "Twenty-four, please."  A tired-looking man, nearly squashed against the panel of buttons, pressed one of them, and looked up at the ceiling, waiting.  There was a gentle chime, the doors closed, and the elevator began to rise.
 
*          *          *          *          *          *
 
Alicia knelt on the floor, her mouth full of the taste of her Master's sperm.  Swallowing in little droplets.  Savoring the sweet, musky flavor.
 
"Cum," Master commanded.  And Alicia curled downward into a little ball, her face against the carpet, as the waves rolled through her one after another.  "Cum, slave!  Cum!"
 
She whimpered, and moaned, her pussy pulsing, throbbing, dripping.  She could hear snapping sounds as her cunt squeezed and opened, clenching on nothing.  Smack!  Smack!  Smack!  Like loud, smoochy kisses.  Sloppy and wet.
 
"Cum!"  Master snapped his fingers.  "Cum!"  Another snap.  "Cum!"  And another.  Alicia's hips pumped, trying to impale her empty cunt on the air.  Her nipples rubbed into the carpet -- her only physical contact -- teasing her, tormenting her with its delicious roughness.  "Cum!"  Master commanded.  His fingers snapped, an inch away from her face, and Alicia squealed, wiggling her hips.  "Cum!  Cum!  Cum!"
 
Her tongue flicked out, still coated with Master's jism, licking the air, licking the floor.  Hoping to lick his fingers.  Desperate to touch something!  Flicking and licking the rough shag carpet.  Aching to please.  "Cum!  Cum!  Cum!"  Alicia cried out, now, with every orgasm.  Her hips bucked.  Her eyes were tightly closed.  Her nose and lips and tongue rubbed back and forth, up and down, on the rug -- while her hands hung limply at her sides.
 
"Cum!  Cum!  Cum! -- SLEEP!"  Master's command sent Alicia into a deep trance.  Every time He hypnotized her like this, every time He forced her into orgasm after orgasm, she became more and more dependent upon Him.  More and more eager to please.  She couldn't even remember what conditioning He imposed on her, after sending her into this deep level.  She only remembered waking up, gazing into His eyes, sucking on His thumb while His fingers held her chin in His hand.  Still kneeling on the floor, she was upright now, her hands cupping her own breasts, the nails of her thumbs and forefingers digging deep into the nipples.
 
*          *          *          *          *          *
 
She remembered the before-time.  The vibrators -- so many different kinds!  And madly stroking her clit with her fingers, while Master forced her into orgasm after orgasm.  She'd given up counting.  Some days it had seemed like cumming made her want to cum again.  Instantly.  For hours and hours.  And then Master had started withholding the vibrators, forbidding Alicia to touch herself.
 
Master held the vibrator in front of Alicia's eyes.  Forcing her to watch, listen to it buzz.  Shiny and metallic.  She found it hard to focus on it.  The shiny metal seemed to shimmer in the air.  It seemed to have no solid surface.
 
"You can feel it on your clit, can't you, slave?" Master teased.  "You can feel the long, thick shaft deep inside you.  Filling you.  Forcing your closer... and closer..."
 
He told her to remember what it felt like, leaping over that edge, blissfully falling into one orgasm after another.  She had to remember... and need it again.  Need it so much.  Desire it.  Ache for it.  "No -- no hands, little slave.  Your arms are paralyzed.  Remember the vibrator... the humming...  The sensation of your pussy flowering open, then tightening around the shaft.  So tight!  So wet!  So good!"
 
He dangled a sparkly, shimmering crystal in front of her eyes.  Watch the crystal.  Watch the flashes of light.  So close to another orgasm.  Candles, and flickering flames.  How long since she had cum?  Hours?  Days?  She wanted it so badly.
 
Long walks in the park, watching the afternoon sunlight flickering off the surface of the lake, while Master talked to her.  Softly.  Gently.  She couldn't remember what about.  But her pussy was on fire.  Wearing no panties under her skirt, Alicia's legs grew wet as her juices trickled down between her thighs.  Master held her hand -- both hands, together behind her.  As if they were bound there, handcuffed.  His firm, gentle grip made her arch her back, thrusting her breasts up and forward.  They wanted so much to be fondled.  Squeezed.  Her nipples burned as hot as her pussy.
 
Finally, she was so desperate, his word was enough.  "Cum!" He commanded.
 
The waves of pleasure were tiny, at first.  Kneeling, sitting on her heels, Alicia pushed her hips forward -- closing her eyes, riding the gentle sensations that only made her want more.  Her downfall, of course.  More and more, Master's commands to cum drove her into orgasms that passed mere ecstasy, and became almost religious experiences.  She no longer had any choice, any resistance.  Master's command to cum was like holding her breath and being commanded to breathe.  She HAD to obey -- and feel like her life centered on Master, on His commands, on His ownership of her body and mind.
 
Her pussy was always so wet.  And always -- always -- so empty!
 
The need to be touched, to be filled -- to be FUCKED -- had begun to overwhelm her.  To occupy Alicia's thoughts more and more -- even as she came helplessly at nothing more than Master's command, the tone of His voice, the desire to please Him!
 
*          *          *          *          *          *
 
"Very good, slave," Master whispered gently, as Alicia continued to suck his thumb, lick his palm.  "You have been a good girl."  She shivered at those words, and pinched her nipples tighter.  "How do you feel?"  His question was tender, caring.  Alicia looked up into His eyes, so deeply in love with Him.  His thumb teased her lips, caressing them, letting her suck and release for another caress around her mouth.  Suck and release.  "Is there anything you want, slave?"
 
"Something in my cunt, Master?  Please?"  The emptiness between her legs seemed to have been there forever.  Hours of orgasm at Master's command was driving her into delicious insanity, helpless dependence.  But she ached to have something inside her pussy.
 
"Something in your cunt, slut?"  Master's tone clearly indicated that He disapproved.  Then His look changed, and His eyes flicked around the living room for a moment, searching.  His gaze fell upon something on a small table, and He smiled, wryly.  "Fetch me a stone from the little table fountain, there, slave.  A small one."
 
Alicia turned, and crawled to the fountain, uncertain what to do next.
 
"With your hand, Alicia.  I don't want you hurting your teeth," Master chuckled.  "A small one.  Nice and smooth."
 
She reached into the shallow dish, and pulled out a round, black stone.  Oblong, about an inch in length.  Dark gray, and polished smooth, so that it was almost shiny -- even without the water.  She turned again, and crawled back to Master, the stone in her right hand.
 
"Sit on your heels and spread your legs," He commanded.  As Alicia did so, Master commanded, "Now, push the stone up into your pussy."
 
Alicia's pussy was wet and dribbling.  The stone slipped in easily.  In fact, she was so wet, the stone quickly slipped out again, and dropped onto the floor, coated with her juices.
 
"That won't do, slave.  I want you to KEEP that stone in your pussy."
 
*          *          *          *          *          *
 
Twenty-fourth floor!  The elevator doors opened, and Alicia walked dazedly into the hallway.  She glanced at her watch.  Still five minutes till nine o'clock.  If she hurried...
 
Alicia walked into the women's restroom and set her purse down on the sink.  She retrieved the quarter from her purse, along with the small bottle of antibacterial soap she always carried with her.  Turning on the water, she rinsed the quarter.  Then she opened the bottle and applied a single drop of the soap to the coin, and washed it.  So little time!  She capped the bottle and put it back in her purse, then quickly trotted to a stall and locked herself in, holding the wet quarter in her left hand.
 
Inside, Alicia hung her purse over the coat hook, then stood with her legs as wide apart as she could, inside the cramped space.  She lifted the front of her skirt, rolling it and tucking it, so it stayed up near her waist.  She pushed down the front of her pantyhose, and her panties, and the thick pad -- just far enough to expose her pussy.  Even thrusting her hips forward, she could barely see the clip.  It looked like a large, shiny hairpin -- pretty and gold-plated.  Slid down from the top, with the loop just around her hard clit, the clip held her inner labia tightly together.  Holding everything inside.
 
*          *          *          *          *          *
 
"Little objects," Master's voice commanded.  "Small... round... hard objects."  He caressed Alicia's cheek, and she shuddered with ecstasy at the contact.  Her eyes closed, languidly, then opened again.  Gazing up at Him.  "You need them in your pussy.  You need them to cum."  Master's thumb slipped into her mouth, its salty taste mixing with the creamy taste of His cum, that she still swallowed drop by delicious drop.  Deeper and deeper.  "As many as you can find."
 
She heard His voice in her mind, gently speaking, programming her.  So easy to remember the timbre of Master's voice.  The taste of His sperm.  So hard to remember the actual words...
 
*          *          *          *          *          *
 
Alicia held the loop in her right hand and slid the clip upward, just enough to open her pussy a little.  Just enough to slide the quarter inside.  She had to push -- she could hear it "scrunch" against all the other things inside there.  Looking down, she could see the time on her watch.  Getting late!  She quickly pushed the clip back downward again, stifling a moan as her fingers grazed her clit.  No time!  No time!
 
She quickly pulled up her panties and hose, pulled down her dress and straightened it.  Grabbed her purse and shot out of the stall, walking briskly out the restroom.  No time to wash her hands.  Absentmindedly, she lifted her left hand to her mouth, and licked her fingers clean, tasting her own juices -- just as she walked through the front door of the office where she was a paralegal.  She waved "hi" to Gloria, the receptionist, then click-clicked to her desk.  She sat down just as the clock reached nine, and opened her desk drawer to put her purse away.
 
"Good morning, Alicia!"
 
She nearly jumped at the voice of her boss, Mr. Philips.
 
"Do you have all the papers ready for Mr. and Mrs. Miller to sign?"
 
Flinching had pushed the clip so the loop was firmly pressed against her clit.  Alicia had to struggle to look up at Mr. Philips' face -- and not down at his crotch -- as she answered, "Yes, Mas... Mr. Philips!"
 
"Conference room four," Mr. Philips said.  He smiled, then turned and walked away.
 
Alicia pushed her hips back, and spread her legs a little, pressing her crotch into the office chair.  The clip shifted upward again.  So she could think.  She unlocked the file drawer and pulled out the Miller papers, just as her cell phone rang.  She looked at the caller ID and felt the world drop away from her.  Master was calling.  She pressed the button and held the phone to her ear.  "Yes," she said.  Almost a whisper.  The only word she could say.  The only word she could think.  She waited to hear Master's voice.
 
"Did you add anything to your pussy this morning, slut?" He asked.
 
"Yes," Alicia replied, carefully choosing her words.  "A quarter."
 
"Cum!" Master commanded.
 
*          *          *          *          *          *
 
"How many things did you put in your pussy today, slave?"
 
It had become a daily ritual.  Sometimes, even several times a day.  Master would ask how many things were in Alicia's cunt.  And if He liked the answer, He would command her to cum.  But if He didn't like the answer, He would withhold her orgasm.  He would tease and torment her with how many more objects she needed to push into her cunt.  And later He would ask her again.  Alicia constantly found herself looking for more objects, new objects, to shove into her pussy.
 
She felt so packed.  So full.  So heavy between her legs.
 
She had to wear a thick pad all the time, because her pussy was constantly dripping.  Always aroused.  The clip held it all inside -- all but the moisture.  All the little things.  The coins.  The marbles.  More smooth stones.  Master had been so pleased when she said twenty-four things, let her cum -- and demanded thirty.  Pleased with fifty things, let her cum -- and demanded sixty.  When she walked, she could feel them scrunching together with every step.  Keeping her constantly stimulated.  Constantly wet.  So very full.
 
Putting on her make-up this morning, she'd decided the lipstick was a shade she no longer needed.  Winter was turning into spring.  Time for lighter colors.  The lipstick case soon found itself up her pussy.  Wedged tightly next to the other lipstick cases.  And the keys.  And the ballpoint pens.  And the candles.
 
Candles got so warm and soft, up inside her cunt all day.  Alicia found they stuck to everything else, squeezing into tiny spaces between the objects.  Making them all come out in a big lump, when Master commanded her to remove them.  For washing.  For cleaning.
 
She felt so empty without all those objects inside.
 
Master's objects.  Filling her.  Packing her so full.  Stretching her pussy bigger and bigger every day.  Unable to cum, unless Master deemed her full enough.  Unless she was stretched so full, she was ready to burst.  Her pussy clenched on the objects, scrunching them together.
 
"Cum!  Cum!  Cum!"  Master's voice.  Master's objects in her cunt.  Master's cock in her mouth.  Pumping.  Filling her mouth.  But never so tightly, so deliciously as He filled her cunt!
 
*          *          *          *          *          *
 
Alicia had been well trained.  Sitting in her office chair, in full public view, she showed no overt sign that waves of irresistible orgasms were cascading through her mind and body.  Even her breath continued to be slow and steady -- though, if someone listened closely, they might notice a tightness, a strict control of her breathing that belied the outward calm she exhibited.  Alicia's pussy squeezed down around all the tiny objects in her pussy, and she felt them scrunching and clicking together as they shifted position.  The muscles in her anus pulled upward, tightly -- as if trying to suck her panties up inside her.  And if one looked really closely, they could see her pupils dilating wide, as she stared into the space just above her desk.
 
"Thank you.  Goodbye."  Hollow.  Almost toneless.  It was what Alicia had been trained to say.  It was so automatic, she was halfway down the hallway, carrying the Miller files, before she realized she had hung up her cell phone.
 
*          *          *          *          *          *
 
Alicia gazed up into Master's hypnotizing eyes as she reached into her pussy, pulled out the next object.  Wet and shiny with her juices.  She held it up to her mouth, and licked it clean, then dropped it into the bowl.  A big, ceramic mixing bowl from the kitchen.  CLINK!  A marble.  So smooth and round.  "Twenty-six," she counted, licking her lips.
 
"Cum!" Master commanded.
 
Alicia spasmed, her throat emitting little squeals.  Her hands were both in mid-air, aching to squeeze her nipples, stroke her aching clit.  She looked up into empty space.  Into Master's eyes.  Mouth open.  Ready for His cock.  Always ready for His thick, dripping cock.
 
*          *          *          *          *          *
 
Alicia entered the conference room, with the papers from the file.  Though she was dressed professionally -- even conservatively -- Alicia could tell Mrs. Miller couldn't wait for her to leave.  Mr. Miller, on the other hand, smiled at her, like he wished she'd stay.  Master had explained it had something to do with pheromones -- scents from Alicia's skin that signaled she was available for sex, and VERY willing.  She had no control over them, and her body exuded them, twenty-four hours a day.  Of course, neither Mr. nor Mrs. Miller had any way of knowing, that Alicia was only REALLY available to be used by Master.
 
As she walked out the door, Alicia looked back at Mrs. Miller.  Finally, the old broad had smiled -- glad to see her depart.  Alicia imagined what Mr. Miller would be doing later tonight, placating his wife, while fantasizing about Alicia's round ass and long legs.  She resolved to beg Master's forgiveness for thinking about anybody but Him -- even indirectly.
 
The objects in her pussy scrunched together as she walked down the hallway, thinking about being punished by Master.  Almost craving it.
 
*          *          *          *          *          *
 
"Rinse them off, slave," Master commanded.  "And then return here."
 
Alicia crawled toward the bathroom, pushing the bowl in front of her.  She would only be allowed to stand when she got inside, when she left the hallway.
 
*          *          *          *          *          *
 
"Now, open your mouth, slave."  Alicia knelt before Master.  The bowl of objects in front of her, His thick, delicious cock rubbing against her drooling lips.  "Suck!" He commanded, "and push all the objects back inside -- one by one!"
 
As she sucked, Master looked down on her, and watched as she inserted each object, pushing it as far up into her pussy as she could.  "Cum!" He commanded, as each item plopped inward, between her wet nether lips.
 
She finished by pushing the clip down, over her clit, squeezing those lips together, tightly.
 
So full.
 
*          *          *          *          *          *
 
Riding the subway home, Alicia tried to remember what she had done today.  All she could think about was the objects she had been compelled to squeeze into her over-stuffed pussy.  A rubber eraser.  A white-board marker.  She lifted one hand, as if to adjust her hair, crossing right over left -- but it was really so her forearm would brush against her right nipple.  She shuddered.
 
*          *          *          *          *          *
 
"Seventy-two."  CLINK.  Alicia dropped a penny into the bowl.  The last of her "loose change."  She was empty, now.
 
"Cum!" Master commanded.
 
Alicia shivered and cried, the waves overtaking her.  One orgasm for every object.  She felt exhausted, used-up -- and still craved more.  She sobbed and panted, tears running down her face, her lips in a grimace of subjugation.  Perhaps even pain.  Her mind was blank, not anticipating, only obedient.
 
"Are there any more?" Master demanded.
 
Alicia pushed her hand deep into her wet cunt, swirling the fingers around and probing, looking for any tiny little item still remaining that she might have forgotten.  Her fingers emerged shiny, covered with a thick coating, globs of her own lubrications.  She licked her juices off them, one by one, shaking her head, looking up at Master.  There was nothing more.  No more objects.  No more resistance.  No more desire -- except to obey.
 
She found she could not say the "N" word, and replied, "There aren't any more, Master.  I am empty."  Her hand fell to her side, and she panted, breathing deeply.  No longer anticipating the command to rinse the objects and return.  So tired.  So horny.  Aching for Master's command to cum again.  So tired, wrung out.
 
"Have you learned your lesson, slut?" Master stepped forward, and teased her, rubbing the tip of His cock over her lips, her nose, her cheeks.  His cock felt so warm.  So firm, and soft.  The musky smell of His skin made her eyes want to close.
 
Alicia could no longer remember what the lesson was.  Only that she must obey Master.  Obey Master.  Obey Master.  She said the only word she could think of:  "Obey."  She gazed up into Master's eyes, while His cock wove back and forth over her face, covering one eye then the other.
 
"Good girl," Master said.
 
Alicia shivered and whimpered at the trigger.  Unable to look away from Master's eyes.  Worshiping, aching for Him.  Waiting for a command -- any command.
 
"Give me the bowl," Master commanded.
 
For a moment, Alicia wasn't sure what He meant.  Then she remembered the bowl of objects, still wet with her saliva, licked clean of her pussy juices.  Of course!  She would give him anything.  Anything.  She reached down to the floor and picked up the bowl, lifting it up toward Master like an offering to a god.  He took the bowl, and set it aside on the nearby table.
 
"Now, slave, remember what it felt like, to be so full.  So full, your pussy was about to explode.  To tear itself apart."
 
Alicia felt the now-familiar sensation of being stuffed to bursting, the scrunching of the many little objects in her pussy.
 
"No more objects," Master commanded.  "I want your cunt empty.  Do you understand, slut?"
 
Alicia nodded her head, looking up at Master.  His cock had a bead of pre-cum at the tip, that she ached to lick.
 
"Empty, like your little head -- but now, you ALWAYS feel full -- just like you still had all these objects inside you."
 
The slave's gaze slipped past Master's cock, looking into nowhere -- seeming to see her own cunt, packed and stuffed with stones and marbles and coins...
 
"Being full and empty drives you crazy.  Being full and empty makes you so horny.  Being full and empty makes you want to obey.  Wanting to obey... makes you want to cum!  Do you want to cum, slave?"
 
Alicia's pussy felt so tired.  So raw.  So full... or was it empty?  She could no longer tell the difference.  She couldn't help herself.  She looked up at Master, her eyes pleading... and nodded her head.
 
"Cum!" Master commanded.  Over and over and over again, while He stuffed His cock in her mouth and made her suck.  "Cum!  Cum!  Cum!  Cum!"
 
And as Alicia's mind dropped deep into sub-space, she felt so blissfully full.  Or empty.  Mouth so full.  Cunt so empty.  Cum... cum... cum...  Mind so empty...  Cum... cum... cum...
 
If her lips hadn't been stretched around Master's warm, thick cock, Alicia would have smiled with joy.  She closed her eyes, and did the two things she COULD do, so very well.
 
Suck... and cum!
 
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ry and change the subject but she informs me she is not a virgin and has had 3 boys fuck her and so far they havnt lasted long enough for her to cum. She masturbates and said she loves the feeling of cumming.

She asked me if I would like to fuck her and I said I would but she is far too young for me and what would happen if her father found out - I would be sacked or worse. She said you wont be the first I have been fucked a few times already and once by a guy older than you.

Any how to make a long story short she kept up the chat and the suggestions and undressed herself provocatively in front of me exposed her breasts and eventually was completely naked apart from her socks.

She would not take no for an answer and even though I was most reluctant to get involved but she eventually wore me down and before long we were both naked and we were engaged in foreplay for the want of a word to describe what we were doing. I have had a bit of experience with women and know what most like and as it was obvious she and I were going to end up fucking I thought I might as well make it worthwhile.

The first move she made was to take my cock in her mouth - I learned it was her first time and she didn't make a bad job of it. I didn't give her the option of spit or swallow I just came when my time arrived and filled her mouth with my cum. It took her by surprise and she said did you cum in my mouth - and I had no answer but yes. I could see her swallowing it.

She said it tastes awful and its all slimy. I said that's what cum is like and if you are going to play these games then you had better get used to it because all men cum in our mouth. She seemed to be trying to get the taste out of her mouth but not spitting. Now I said its your turn and I got her and positioned her for me to perform oral on her. She said that she had been done like this once before and she loved it.

I got down and proceeded to give her good oral and before long she was squirming about with the pleasure of me licking and sucking and slipping a finger into her cunt. She loved it. She kept murmuring and moaning as I hit her spot time after time and then she exploded herself and her orgasm tore through her body and she bounced and bucked and shook with each spasm as it took her. She was grabbing her little nipples to add to her sensual pleasure. She sort of yelled and squealed as she had a very high powered orgasm and I kept engaged on her making sure her orgasm was complete and she became quite distressed and screamed at me to stop, stop stop. I got off her immediately and she pulled herself into the fetal position. Her stomach muscles had cramped I think as I had given her a second or multiple orgasm right after her first one and she had never experienced anything so strong before evidently. She sort of whimpered it was hurting and when I said where she said my tummy hurts. She gradually began to relax and pretty soon she was back to normal and she said wow that was the most amazing sensation she had ever had. I explained that what had happened was a second orgasm came on top of her first one and that was pretty much how many girls reacted but hers was the most dramatic I had seen. I suggested it might be because she is so young and it had not happened before. She said it hadn’t but she wanted to do it again and this time she would be ready.

I said not now because we have things to do and get it over with before her father came for her. I said I dont want to be caught by him fucking his 14yo daughter. I always believed fathers came early for daughters not late.

She lay back and got into position and I entered her missionary style. Once I was into her she said ahhhhh that feels great - and IÂ began to fuck her long slow and deep.

After we had been fucking for a few minutes she said I love that, can we try doggy now, and I had no hesitation in rolling her over and she lifted her ass for me to pull her firm small cheeks apart and slip my wet and slimy cock back into her wonderful tight and juicy cunt. Her little bum hole was as tight as a button, virgin territory I may explore some time in the future. I plundered her from behind and she asked if she could do the moving and after a couple of times when she pulled my cock out of her she got it pretty right. Once she had that perfect she said now I want to get on top. For a 14yo she wanted the works and knew all about it. I pulled out and lay down and she got up and straddled me before going down on my cock. Looking up at this 14yo small body I felt ashamed of what I was doing to her she seemed so young and tiny and should have been innocent but it was obvious she had enjoyed her previous sex and knew what it was all about.

My cock is about 8 inches long and reasonably thick but she got over it and opened her labia and then slid my cock up into her as she got right down and deep. Then she began to lift and drop herself on me and after a couple of minutes she turned around and I could see my cock slipping in and out of her cunt as she carried out her movements on me. She said this is the best fuck I have had, I have only done it under and doggy before, this is new for me and great, I knew how to do it but they always came before I could get into this position. You are fantastic and haven't cum yet. I want to fuck you again one day.

She rearranged herself and then said I want you on top again and as she got down she lifted her legs and put them on my shoulders as I went back into her. I have seen it done like this but never tried it she said, it gets you into me even further I can feel you right up inside me now. This is the best fuck ever.

I proceeded to fuck her and she lay there enjoying it and we didn't say much as it was good solid fucking and we were both getting our pleasures from it big time. She obviously like this position and we stayed like that for about 5 minutes or more. She would grunt every now and again and pretty soon the grunts got closer and louder and she looked into my eyes and said can we cum together I have not done that either and I said how close are you and she said very. I ramped up the speed and went at her hard and fast and pretty soon I was ready and just as I was about to cum, she did and she moaned so hard and long I knew she was having a great orgasm, her head shook from side to side and she just kept making those unintelligible sounds of complete pleasure as her body reacted to her vaginal and clitoral stimulation and her orgasm overwhelmed her. I just kept pumping her for almost a minute and unloaded my cum spurting short sharp busts of cum into her wonderfiul tight little cunt time after time until my last spurt dribbled out of the eye of my cock. I had kept pumping into her as long as my cock stayed firm enough to stay inside her. She was very tight so that helped.

I got off her and lay beside her, she was completely exhausted and her heart was racing and I could see her budding breast rising and falling still so firm they didn't move about. She was out of breath and completely and extremely well fucked.

We both lay there for a few minutes and I held her hand and she squeezed it a few times to tell me she was more than happy. Finally she said that was the best fuck I have ever had. I will remember that for ever. Then she sat up kissed me on the lips and put her hand on my slimy cum covered cock with the mix of our lovemaking syrups and her cunt juice. She then massaged that mess over her nipples saying I heard that cum makes your tits grow.Then she leaned over and took my cock in her mouth and sucked it clean and to a half erects state. She took it out of her mouth held it and kissed the eye of it and said I love you. Then she came back and kissed me and I could taste the mix of our lovemaking juices on her tongue.

I got up and said come on we have to get dressed – your father may be here soon. She didnt argue and disappeared out the door stark naked and I was in awe of her little firm cheeked bum with our juice running down her legs disappearing around the corner. I was pretty clean after her mouth wash and when she came back she had washed herself and looked pristine again. As she was putting her bra on she said what shape should I do my hair in and looked between her legs at the downy untouched hair covering her vaginal opening.

I said either a small triangle or a strip, I dont like girls all bare there. She said next time you will see me it shaved and shaped. I want to look good for you in future.  I said will there be a next time. She said that's for sure, nobody has ever fucked me that good before and I want more of the same. I think we will have to work out a way we can see each other just to fuck. I went out for a peee and when I came back I said have you got any perfume and she said a little why – I said splash some about - this place smells of sex, your father will know straight away what we did. She said I cant smell it and I said that's because you didn't go outside as soon as you come back in you can smell it very strongly. She said there is some disinfectant in the cupboard outside we can spill some of that and she went and got it and said wow you are right it smells like my cum filled cunt, then spashed a bit of disinfectant about.

She told me all about how she lost her virginity and how she had sex with an 'uncle' who was about 26 but had a small cock. It was little while later we heard her fathers car and she went out to meet him, she didn't want him getting the smell of her fucking session in here. As she left she said until next time – I will be back tomorrow after school and we can make a date for the next time.

It wasn’t until after she left I thought about contraception. She hadn’t mentioned it and all the girls I fuck are on oral. Tomorrow would be too late but I would ask anyhow.

She was on oral contraception I found out, and the two of us tested it to the extreme as we fucked each other a couple of times a week. Each time she got better and better and after a couple of months we were experts at every position you could imagine. She was so keen to learn and get involved and one night I bought a book of fucking positions and we spent ages trying them out. She loved it. Oral was a favorite of hers and actually learned to enjoy the taste of my cum and had it every time we met, as I did off her. One night we tried anal on her but even with lubricant I could not get my cock into her as it began to hurt and each time I tried to force my cock into her and she tightened up and we never made it. We tried a couple more times later but we never managed to get my cok into her that way. I did however finger her little bum hole as I fingered her cunt sometimes and she loved the sensation of fingers in both holes.

We lasted 7 months before we got found out, evidently her mother realised she was getting fucked, as she found the pools of cum stains on her sheets one day after I had filled her up a few times in the one night.  Once was never enough and I often fucked her three or four times each time as well as the oral. It didnt take much for them to realise or find out it was me that was fucking her and that ended that as I was dismissed and threatened with being reported for underage sex but they knew she was as guilty as I was. I lost count of the number of times we had sex together but every time was better than the time before I thought and she was a real fucking whore by the time she turned 15. My guess was she and I had done it more than a 100 times.

I will always remember that innocent looking young 14yo firm childlike naked body that I saw the first time she stripped off and I know how wonderful it was to make love to a girl so young, even though I was not the first to do so.

tely and I scramble for the paper towels. I clean myself up as quickly as I can and pull my shorts back on as fast as possible. I collapsed back into my chair in total shock and humiliation. How long was she standing there? How much had she seen? What the fuck was she doing home from school already!? What in the hell am I going to say? Fuuuuuuck! My mind was reeling as all these thoughts bombard my brain and I can only sit there, numb. After about 15 minutes I figured I should say something. After all, I am a father and I’m supposed to be able to explain things to my kid. I had no idea whatsoever how I was going to explain this though. So after a few more minutes, I tried to calm myself and think of a reasonable explanation. Slowly, I get up and walk down the hall to Lisa’s bedroom for what was certain to be the most awkward conversation of my life. As I reached the bedroom door I could here voices and paused to listen before knocking. One of Lisa’s friends was with her. I could barely hear but it sounded like Anna, her best friend. They were talking in hushed voices but with my ear to the door I could make out what they were saying. Anna: “Oh my god Lis, your dad was totally jacking off to a porno!” Lisa: “Shut up!” Anna: “Did you, like, see how high it went? My BF never shoots it that far!” Lisa: “Oh my god! Shut up An, that’s like, so sick!” Anna: “Lis, your dad is like, really huge. I’m totally serious!” Lisa: “Oh my god, you’re such a slut. Shut up about my Dad’s cock! You’re such a hoe sometimes and you better not tell anybody about this ever!” Anna: “Know what? Fuck it! Let’s like, go use your pool. Can I use your yellow bikini? I like, totally like that one the best.” Lisa: “Ok, no prob. I’ll use my white one.” Shit, Anna had seen too. This was my worst nightmare coming true on what should have been a relaxing 4 day weekend. I figured I would just try to play things cool and act like nothing happened until Anna leaves. That way I could talk to my daughter in private and try to explain things. I snuck away from the door, headed to the kitchen for a new beer, and hit the couch in the living room to watch some TV. I was flipping through the channels when the girls scurried by, without a word, on their way out the patio door. Once the door closed behind them I could hear Lisa and Anna giggle and a new wave of embarrassment washed over me. There is absolutely nothing good on TV during the day. I decided to stick with ESPN Classic watching re-runs of NFL Films which was pretty cool. To try to numb the humiliation I kept pounding beers and tried to forget about everything that had happened earlier. I didn’t really notice but had apparently drifted off to sleep. As I woke up I heard some stupid music and a bunch of clicking. I realised that the girls were lying on their stomachs on the floor playing a game on the Playstation 2. I stretched and lit a cigarette. They didn’t even turn to look so I decided to continue to play it cool for a while. I was still pretty buzzed and found myself staring at an eye full of bikini clad 14 year old ass wiggling around as they manoeuvred their players through some stupid game. Anna had the finest 14 year old ass I had ever seen until I compared it to Lisa’s. They looked so firm and round like a pair of little playboy models. I found myself thinking how much I wished girls looked like that when I was 14. I snapped myself out of the trance and headed to the kitchen for another beer. When I got back Lisa put the game on pause and jumped up to go to the bathroom. As Lisa disappeared around the corner my real problems started. Anna sat half way up, turning slightly towards me, with an evil little expression on her face. “Mr. xxxxx, can I ask you something?” “Um, yeah I guess so. What’s up?”, realising instantly that was a very poor choice of words after I said it. Hopefully she wouldn’t catch the irony. Anna pushed herself up onto her knees and ran her hands slowly down over her stomach, hips and thighs, “Do you do that a lot?” I know I must have turned bright red and new exactly what she meant but didn’t want to talk about it, “What do you mean? Do what a lot?” “You know, what you were doing when we saw you in your office, like, jacking.” “Um, that’s definitely none of your business, so drop it.” “I’m sorry Mr. xxxxx, I was just wondering.” Anna spun back around onto her stomach turning her attention back to the TV. I felt like there was no way I was going to get through this day. As I got up to go get another beer Anna started waving her feet around in the air totally exposing what was for sure a sweet little pussy. Her bikini bottom had crawled up into her crack slightly and I could clearly see the outline of her pussy. I started to imagine what it would be like to shove me big dick in there when Lisa came back into the living room. I quickly looked away from Anna’s crotch and went to the kitchen for another beer. I could hear them whispering to each other as I walked away. When I came back to the couch Lisa turned to ask me if Anna could spend the night. At first I was horrified because I just wanted Anna to go away. Then I caved in and said it would be Ok if her parents said so. It was Friday and I didn’t really have a problem with it. Lisa ran to the kitchen and dialled Anna’s number, got the approval, and came back to continue playing. I couldn’t take my eyes off those gorgeous little asses wiggling around on the floor in front of me and I was rock hard again in no time. I decided I should go put on some underwear so that the bulge in my shorts wasn’t obvious. When I came back to the living room, Anna was just heading out the front door and waving goodbye. “What’s going on? I thought she was sleeping over?” “Anna has to go home to get some clothes and other things. She’ll be back in a little while.” “Oh, Ok. So what do you girls want for dinner?” “Daddy, first I want to ask you something.” Oh shit, here it comes. Man I was hoping to avoid this. “Ok, what?” Lisa got up and came over to stand by the arm of the couch next to me, “Daddy, do you wanna fuck Anna?” “WHAT! No, of course not! I’m married and she’s only 14!” “When the screen goes black in between the levels I could see your reflection in the TV and I saw you totally checking her out.” I didn’t know what to say. I was busted again. “I know you and mom don’t like each other any more but not with Anna, she’s my best and I would die!” “No baby, I would never, just forget it Ok” At that, Lisa smiled and slid down onto my lap throwing her arms around my neck. Instantly she noticed the bulge under her sweet little ass cheeks. “Oh! Oh man, I’m sorry Daddy, I didn’t know!” as she looked down at my lap. She squirmed in my lap a little but didn’t get up. Fuck! Just as I thought one day couldn’t get more embarrassing it did just that! But Lisa didn’t get up. In fact, she sort of settled her ass right down on my cock and gave me a hug. I put my arms around her waste and hugged her back. We stayed like that for just a minute when Lisa leaned back, looked me right in the eye, and kissed me. We kissed all the time but not like this. She pushed her lips firmly against mine a few seconds longer than the usual peck. If I weren’t drunk I probably would have never done this, but after she kissed me I lifted my hips pressing my stiff dick up against her ass. She drew a quick breath and slightly arched her back pushing down against me. I felt panicked again but couldn’t stop. I lifted my daughter by the hips turning her towards me. Instinctively she turned and straddled my lap to face me. I gently pulled her towards me. Lisa pressed her pussy down on my bulge and I knew it was going to happen. In a flash of passion I gripped her ass cheeks with both hands rubbing and squeezing them like an animal. I quickly untied her bikini top and tossed it to the side. At the same time, Lisa untied the strings of her bottoms resting on her hips. I grabbed hold of the back of her bikini bottoms bunching them up into my hand. Slowly I pulled them backwards as they slid over her pussy and up her ass crack. Tossing them to the side as well I just couldn’t believe that my gorgeous daughter was straddling me with no clothes on. Lisa kissed me again, this time shoving her tongue into my mouth. I reciprocated as she started to rock her 14 year old hairless pussy back and forth over my swollen cock. We were both breathing hard. I lifted hips again. Now kneeling over my lap I put both thumbs into the elastic band of my shorts and underwear. I started to wiggle out of my pants as Lisa pulled my t-shirt up over my head. Lisa slid down off of me coming to rest on her knees on the floor between my legs. She didn’t hesitate. She grabbed hold of the base of my meat and plunged it into her mouth. I threw my head back groaning as she impaled her face with my fat dick. As her mouth bobbed up and down my length I stroked her hair and back. Her skin was so soft and creamy and firm. Lisa tried to take my entire length and gagged but didn’t stop. I felt that I was about to cum so I pulled her mouth off of me by the back of her hair. Lisa’s mouth and chin were covered with spit. God what a beautiful sight! As she caught her breath I pulled her towards me. This was sick but I wasn’t stopping now! As she climbed back over my lap I guided her hand to the base of my raging dick. I told her to hold it in a straight up position, she just nodded. I reached around behind my daughter sliding both hands up under her ass cheeks to spread her pussy open. Lisa knew what I wanted and started to lower herself down onto me. As my angrily swollen head parted her pussy lips she winced and paused. “Daddy, I…, it won’t fit” “Yes it will baby. It might hurt a little at first but it will fit, believe me, we’ll make it fit, Ok?” She nodded like a good little girl and began to lower herself down onto me once again. My little girl winced a second time as my huge head began to enter her. This time she didn’t stop, she just slowly impaled herself on my rigid cock. I could see the discomfort in her face and decided to make it easier. I turned to the side laying her on her back on the couch. Lisa dutifully spread those creamy little thighs as wide as they would go. Without warning I lined her up and plunged nearly half of my engorged prick into my daughter. Lisa let out a little scream and clamped her legs around my waste. I withdrew about an inch or two and forced myself downward and into her stretching pussy with all my weight. Lisa’s legs shot straight out along my thighs and arched her back as the pain of my much too large meat filled her. Like an animal I began to pump myself in and out of her tiny pussy. For a second I was afraid that I would literally rip her but didn’t care. She dug her fingers into my back and screamed with each thrust. I reached back tugging on the backs of her legs bringing her knees up along my rib cage. Reaching down to clench her ass cheeks in both hands I began to drive myself into her harder and faster with each pump of my massive dick. It suddenly struck me that my violation of her canal didn’t include ripping open her hymen. So my baby wasn’t a virgin and this wasn’t her first time. It didn’t matter. I was in a frenzy and she would never be fucked like she was being fucked right now. She began to scream “Oh Daddy! Oh Daddy!” as I punished her inexperienced hole. I was out of control and pounding that ass like a pimp on a hooker who couldn’t pay up. I didn’t care that it was my own daughter. Or maybe that even made the whole situation that much more intense. I don’t know any more. All I know was she was the tightest little cunt I had ever split open and I wasn’t stopping. Driven on by her screams and the sound of my heavy nuts slapping against her ass I drove myself into her as hard as I could. Then the doorbell rang!!! Oh shit! We jumped up. Lisa gathered up her bikini and ran towards her bedroom. I snapped my shorts and t-shirt back on faster than a fireman. I paused for a few seconds to wipe the sweat from my forehead and face, caught my breath, and headed for the front door. It was Anna. She strolled through the door as usual and headed down the hall. She acted perfectly normal so I prayed that she hadn’t heard or seen anything. The pain of my unrelieved orgasm pulsed in my rock hard cock. I bolted for my bathroom and jacked as fast and hard as I possibly could. Casually I headed back to the kitchen and ordered a pizza. The rest of the night Lisa and Anna hung out in her room. Every once in a while I would sneak to the door to see if they were talking about me or what had happened. Needless to say I didn’t sleep at all that night for fear of them talking. The next day I made breakfast, the girls played videos and really shitty music, and I prayed that no one would find out what I had done as I struggled with my guilt. Even though I was certain that I was going to hell for what I had done to my daughter, I couldn’t wait for Anna to go home so that we could finish what we started! Look for part 2 coming soon.

she had forgotten a bag of equipment and that it was pretty heavy, so i got up to help. 
          When I got to their garage, she wasnt there.  "Hello?" i said, and from somewhere in the house i heard her reply "I'm upstairs, and I could use some help."
So i found the staircase in their house and proceeded to go up, which was when it happened.

           There she was, standing in her bedroom with nothing covering her but a bed cover, and she just came on to me.  First it was just kissing, but almost immediatly she started undoing my pants.  Already i was starting to get pretty hard, and now she was sucking on it, nice and slowly.  I slowly moved her head back and forth with my hand for a while until i rubbing and fingering her clit.  She moaned and gasped a bit until she was perfectly wet.  Now she got on the bed, her face down and ass in the air and said "Please, please fuck me!"

          Still thoughts raced through my head, but i ignored them.  Positioning myself, i teased her, licking her clit and using my fingers.  She moaned even more and said "Ohh god, please fuck me now!".  Finshed teasing her, i slowly pushed in my dick into her and immediatly she lost her breath.  "Yes!" she screamed "Just like that!"  as i started to gain speed.  Faster and faster i went, until she was screaming in pleasure, turning the pain of it into intense pleasure.  "Ohh god yes, Im going to come!" she screamed as I thrusted faster and faster.  With an earth shattering climax she screamed as I kept plowing into her as come dripped on the bed.

          Slowing down my pace, we switched positions so she was on her back.  Again I entered her slowly and thrusted hard, which made her gasp every pump.
"Yes, oh god keep going" she whispered as i started to fuck her faster.  Her moans were starting to turn into screams again as I kept ramming to her.  "Ohh yes that feels so good!" she screamed as I pumped to her, faster and faster.  Again she came and was screaming with extasy, she then got up and put her hands agaisnt the wall and said "Come on, I want you more".

          This time, there was no soft entry, I entered her fast and hard.  Letting out a scream of pain and pleasure, she kept moaning and telling to keep going.  "Im almost there" i said, as I again started to gain speed.  I grabbed her arms started to fuck her even harder.  "Deeper!" she yelled as i rammed harder and harder into her. "Come in me!" she screamed "I want you so badly".  And with all the energy i had left, i gave it my all until i let my flow fill her up.  Her intense moaning didnt stop until I finally finished pumping, and pulled out.

           Sweat dripping off my face, we talked for a while.  This was something so awkward i cant even explain it now.  I got dressed again and went back to my house, and soon after saw her van leave again.  I sighed and wondered to myself, "Will this ever happen again?".