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My Boyfriend Raped Me

I was at a party with my boyfriend on a Friday night. We were drinking and dancing when I suddenly felt really dizzy. My boyfriend led me upstairs and laid me on the bed. He was so caring and gentle. I thought my drink must have been spiked with something because I was feeling really dizzy and quite sick. I saw my boyfriend undress and I got worried. I tried to sit up and ask him what he was doing but I felt to dizzy and fell back on the bed. I told him to put his clothes back on but he just ignored me. Then he came over and kissed me on the lips. He tasted of alcohol and it was disgusting. He moved his hands down to caress my waist and before I knew it he was unbuttoning my jeans. I told him to stop but I was powerless to his strength. He stripped me naked and I was really scared. I knew what was about to happen but was helpless to stop it. He called out and slowly the door opened and I don’t know how many of his mates came in. I tried to cover myself up but my hands were slapped away by my boyfriend and held. One of his mates grabbed my legs and spread them wide so I was laying like a starfish on the bed. Now they all had a good view of my pussy and tits. The guy holding my legs, lifted me up so they could all get a look at my tight asshole. They all nodded and jeered in approval. I tried to struggles but the hands held me down and that just made them laugh harder. One of them slapped my cunt and I screamed they all had their cocks out. My head was pulled roughly backwards off the bed as I heard them say they were going to shut me up. Suddenly a cock was shoved into my mouth. I spluttered and writhed but the hands held me down firm. My head was tilted back and I could see nothing of what they were doing to my body. I felt the tip of a penis touch my pussy and I screamed in panic. Hands were grabbing at my tits, flicking them then a wet mouth started sucking them. I screamed again, my cries slightly muffled by the hard cock pounding my mouth. “It’s making to much noise” I heard one of them say and sudden;y there were two cocks in my mouth, making it impossible to do more than gurgle and gag. I felt my legs being lifted up and someone sliding underneath me. I struggled hard and kicked out. “Bad Whore!” said a voice and I was slapped roughly across the tits. I whimpered as I felt the tip of a cock at the rosebud of my ass, knowing there was nothing I could do to stop it. The cock went deep inside and the onlookers cheered. Then another was on top teasing my sopping pussy with his dick he started grinding me and I was overcome with helplessness. I had two cocks in my mouth, one in my pussy, one in my ass and one slowly pushing between my tits. I felt like a doll and They kept referring to me as “it” or “the whore”. the grogginess had worn off but I was still totally helpless. I was flipped this way and that with cocks plugging my every hole. Tears leaked out of my eyes and were licked off from my cheek immediately. I started to feel an orgasm build up but I didn’t want to cum like this. The guys realised and pounded me harder. Drawing closer I tried to stop but was too weak and a cock pulled out just on time for me to squirt a powerful jet of pussy juice out of my abused cunt. I lay limp with exhaustion and didn’t realise what they were doing as I came down from my climax. It was only when I was completely finished when I realised that instead of hands holding my down there were ropes and I counted at least 8 men at the foot of the bed watching me struggle.
“Now I think we’ll reward it for being such a good slut don’t you think?” said my boyfriend.
I couldn’t believe it. He stuffed my panites into my mouth but I spat them out instantly.
“I think the whore prefers cock as a gag” he said smiling.
“No!” I shouted.
“No?” he said, “well if you don’t beg for the panties we’ll have to use one of us as a gag”
I stared at him silently.
“Ok then” he shrugged wandering round to my head.
“No!” I cried out panicking, “I’ll have the panties!”
“you’ll have to beg for them first.” he said
I knew he wasn’t joking. “Please can you gag me with my panties please! I’ll do anything if you just shut me up with the panties!”
He rolled them up and put them in my waiting mouth. Then he got a spare bit of rope and tied it round my mouth so I couldn’t spit them out if I tried.
Then he got a butt plug out of his bag and slided it gently into me. Then he attached a vibrator onto the end of the bed so the tip was resting against my clit. He then got nipple clamps and attach them to my erect tits. He told everyone to stand around me and cum all over my stretched out body if they wanted to. He then turned on the vibrator to high and left the room. The pleasure was unbearable and before long I orgasmed again but the vibrator didn’t stop. Climax after climax I could not come down. I felt my face being covered in hot semen and yet the vibrator never stopped. One by one they left saying that they would leave me here ready for the next person to come along. They stuck a note on the door reading “In here lays a horny slut ready for fucking” Then they all left leaving me to continue orgasming, helpless and exhausted.

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What he’s thinking – ch 3

Entry Three: — the club – Donald recruits Hilda
After we’d been intimate for a few days, I realized there was something Hilda was hiding from me. It was something she considered important, but she never thought about it directly while I was reading her. I got many references to a club, but no more. As I now considered her my friend, I tried to avoid snooping, which included asking leading questions. So I was still a little surprised when she explained it to me.
“Karen, have you ever wanted to totally yield your body to a man?”
“You mean, let him use me any way he wants?”
“Yes. I mean like bend over, present him your crotch and wait to be surprised at what he does next. Maybe he’ll stick his finger in your pussy, maybe his dick up your fanny. Maybe he’ll spank you or nibble on your clit.”
“Or maybe all of the above. Hilda, at some point, I let just about every lover have that kind of freedom. Not giving him such freedom is like not giving myself to him. It might still be sex, but hardly love or even lust to just lie there and say, put your dick in my pussy but don’t do anything else without my permission. As much as I don’t like having my tits pawed before I’m ready, I’d rather go through it than have to tell my lover not to touch them. Many girls might stop at anal sex, but that doesn’t bother me much. Not at all if he takes his time. Sometimes I really even like it a lot. So short of causing me an injury, there isn’t much a lover would want to do to a female that I wouldn’t like. Have you ever done bondage?”
“Yes. That’s sort of what I was leading up to. Ok. How about assuming the position, but for a man who wasn’t yet your lover, maybe a man you didn’t even know? How about allowing yourself to be tied up in various compromising positions and not only not knowing how you’d be used but not even by whom or how many men? But gladly accepting any number of pricks anywhere as long as they promised that at least one man would fuck you?”
“Sounds awful dangerous.”
“It could be. But I believe the health issue is not a problem in the club I go to. I guess I should say, work at, since they pay me. They insist on paying, and I don’t have the income you have, so I don’t mind taking money. I guess that makes me a prostitute. Funny, I’ve always known I was a slut. A girl who doesn’t like sex for the fun of it is a prude, in my book. So I guess I’m proud to be a slut. Getting paid just seems to make me think of myself as sort of sexy. Anyway, I didn’t start doing it for the pay but because it sounded like fun.”
“How’s that again?” In answer Hilda began the following story:
————-> Hilda:
Well, I met this guy. I should have known it wouldn’t amount to a romantic interest. He was much too rich and upper class. The only thing I have is looks. No family, not enough education. And I’m not really smart either. I’m not the type of girl Donald would ever take home to meet his parents. But, though he was wearing an expensive suit, I didn’t clue in on his status immediately. We met at a banquet, where I was helping a friend with arrangements. The lady who ran the place told us that they’d had cancellations and had far too few women coming. She needed some more decorative females to mix in. Francine and I had to change into party dresses, but that was no problem. Frankly I thought the idea sounded like fun. At worst I’d have to put up with some dull conversation. I’ve always thought that the way to not sound dull myself was to look stupendous. Make sure the guys are too busy looking down my dress to notice my lack of inspired conversation.
Any way, I was hardly the only girl falling out of her dress. You couldn’t tell which girls were rich from those there just for decoration. Not by looking anyway. The rich girls seemed to welcome the event as an opportunity to more than let their hair down. When Donald singled me out for several dances, at first I was afraid he’d mistaken me for a socialite. He was a perfect gentleman. I even accepted a date with him to go boating later that night. At the time I should have realized that by being there he was probably a multi-millionaire. He wasn’t there to be decorative like myself!
The “boat” was not the twenty footer tied to the dock that was waiting for us. But even that had a skipper so that we only had to sit in the back and cuddle while the man at the controls took us out to the “boat”. My dad says a boat is, according to the navy, anything that can be put on the deck of a battleship. So a 90 foot PT boat is a boat. I’m sure this was much bigger than that. It had three decks and parallel hallways.
You know, when I go out with a guy, I sort of know I’ll make love to him sooner or later, so I never worry about him raping me. But the second I got in the back of the speed boat, the launch, I’d never felt so helpless. I knew that this Donald would use me in any way he wanted, and the hired help would only help. Needless to say, I loved it! When we arrived on board, Donald simply escorted me to a fabulous stateroom. No tour, no introductions, no questions about my willingness. I almost think he wanted me to resist. But by the time he closed the door, I couldn’t have had a wetter pussy!
Donald was only an average lover. Not even particularly imaginative. I don’t know why I should have expected anything special. And anyhow, he was good. Most men are. It’s just that I’d never been so overwhelming seduced before, and I sort of expected to be overwhelmingly fucked as well. But why should rich men be above average lovers? When he was done with me, he put something in my pocketbook. I’m always a little nervous when someone goes through my pocketbook, even a lover. I guess I consider the inside of my purse more private than the inside of my pussy. So naturally, as soon as I finished getting dressed, I checked. There was five hundred dollars inside it!”
He noticed my consternation. “Isn’t that enough? I admit you were one of the best girls I’ve ever had. Tell you what, give me your home phone number and I’ll add another five.”
“Donald, I’m not a prostitute. I’ve never had sex for money before. And why would I be charging you when you gave me so much pleasure? At least until now.”
“Why were you at the benefit then? I know all the socialites. And Mrs. Jansen always hires escort girls to match up the numbers. I didn’t know there was such a thing as a girl who really only did escorting. The girls I’ve picked up before were always more interested in making the big bucks afterwards in bed than the nominal sum she pays them to be there.”
“Donald, the woman, Mrs. Jensen I suppose, didn’t pay me and my friend anything to be there. We were just delivering the flowers and she said she was short several girls. We thought it sounded like fun so we agreed to come. She never told us that it was professional escorts that she was short of. No wonder everyone sort of accepted us. They just all assumed Francine and I were whores. I guess that’s why the guys were all so delightfully uninhibited about looking at my tits. You know, in some situations, I think I’d like being a prostitute.”
“My god! I’m glad you’re a sport about it. I’ve insulted you and here you’re laughing about it. I never asked even if you wanted to do it. I suppose I pretty much raped you.”
“Don’t be silly. From the time you invited me out this evening, I knew I’d do it with you. Being talken for granted is sort of, I don’t know, exciting maybe? Girls who like sex like to be used in some ways. Anyway, is five hundred the going rate? If I keep it, you won’t have to feel guilty about offering it to me.”
“Hilda, ah.. listen. You can still have the other five hundred, if you give me your phone number. In fact, since I probably can’t get it from Mrs. Jensen, it would be easier and cheaper than trying to track you down.”
“Donald, you don’t date girls like me, do you? No, listen. I know I’m not rich or cultured. When you asked me here, I knew you only wanted me for sex, and that was alright. I can’t see why it makes it any worse that you intended to pay me for it. Actually, it makes you seem a little nicer. I was thinking that you were awfully arrogant earlier. Not that you aren’t. You’re just less arrogant than I thought. Anyway, I was going to tell you that you can have my phone number for free, and sex for free if you want to see me again. But I can tell you’d rather pay me than be indebted to me. So I’ll tell you what. Pay me as much as you think you should. And call me as often as you want. We both like the sex, so why shouldn’t we enjoy it without either of us feeling guilty? Donald, I work as a receptionist for four hundred a week. If you want to equalize the wealth a little I certainly don’t mind.”
So you can imagine what happened. Donald likes variety, so he didn’t call me for a month. His driver picked me up and brought me to a fancy hotel, giving me the key to a prepaid room. Well, if I was getting paid, I couldn’t complain I supposed. But it made me feel much more like a whore than just being paid. Until then I liked the arrangement. Not being escorted, though, bothered me. I’d dressed up like I was going on a date. In fact, I had on the same low cut dress. I thought he might like it. But in a bedroom, it seemed pointless, so I got naked and waited for him.
Fortunately, not only did he arrive quickly, but he also apologized for not picking me up himself. Then he said he missed seeing me in the dress, so I put it back on for him and let him take it off me again. In a lot of ways, it was better the second time. Maybe because I was more than just a body for sale. I was still a body for sale, but I was also a person to go with the body. I think he found the rest of me more interesting than a regular prostitute. Oh gosh. I guess I could go on for a while about that session. How good he was at licking my pussy lips. But some other time, perhaps. You like hearing those kinds of details don’t you? Well, the important thing was what he proposed later when he took me home. He drove a big sports car, which didn’t impress my parents nearly as much as the limo that picked me up. I didn’t dare invite him in because even my mom would realize that a man like Donald would have only one interest in a poor girl like me. So we sat out front in his car and talked for a while.
The gist was that he and a group of friends all liked being playboys. They were limited not by available women, all being rich, but by the risks involved. So they had formed a club that met about once a month, usually at a different estate each time. Each man had to have an AIDS test the day before, and each girl that morning. Only male guests are allowed. Any female present is paid decoration and fair game for whatever the men want to use her for. With their money I would have expected three of us for each male. But not so. They generally have about thirty men and half that many women. Apparently, fifteen pussies is more than enough to satisfy any male desire for variety, and sloopy seconds is everyone’s goal. These guys love to stick it into a pussy oozing cume from previous ejaculations. In fact, before the first time you get fucked, someone always sticks a squirter dildo up both you orfices, and from then on you ass and cunt leak nice smelling and nice tasting lube. If wet thighs embarrasses a girl, as far as their concerned, so much the better. Most of the skits seem to have primarily that purpose.
I’ve gone to three of these now. They’re always on a Saturday night and I get paid a thousand dollar each time. Of course I have to go get AIDS tested in the afternoon, then go directly to the place. The results don’t come back immediately, but they finish well before the party begins. During the afternoon, the other girls and I rehearse skits, some made up during the day, others from suggestions some of the men may have contributed. Generally there are three or four men around, keeping an eye on us, sometimes directing us in skits. It’s ok to flirt with these guys, but there’s no sex until all the blood tests are finished. Even then, the guys usually want to wait until party time.
I guess the idea in the evening is that with the guys outnumbering the girls we’re supposed to be intimidated by the number of pricks lined up to fuck us. But I don’t think a single girl there wanted less than the average of two men fucking her. While most of the pussies are regular professionals, I think the group has been pretty well selected for toush that likes being fucked over throughly, and likes the idea of being sampled by a lot of pricks during the course of the evening. I think few of these guys come more than once during the party, but I’ve always had at least two ejaculate inside me each night.
————–
“So, Karen. I’m not sure if they want any more pussies. But they might like new ones. Would you be interested?”
I told Hilda I might. But there were two problems. First, this was an invite only thing. A girl didn’t get hired just because she wanted to put out for a bunch of guys all together in the same night. Not when they were paying the girls a thousand dollars each. Men usually find me attractive, but not as much as Hilda thinks. I can get most men I know to fuck me with Lola’s “a little this-a and that-a”. That and telling them I was available and free. But for the type of money Hilda was talking about, the club could hire plenty of big breasted Playmate types. Hilda seems to think my tiny tits are no hinderance, but I know men like her’s a lot better.
There were other reasons this Donald and his friends would probably never ask me to bare my pussy for them. What they were doing was either illegal or only qusi-legal. Some places prostitutes are presecuted when the local police need something. Other places “escort” services freely advertise in the yellow pages. Still, technically it’s illegal almost everywhere in the United States. And this isn’t Nevada. I had a feeling the men running this private sex party didn’t want any women involved who weren’t doing it for the money. Hilda was probably marginal, though Donald had already paid her twice for pussy. If they knew I was a well paid engineer, they wouldn’t want me for that reason also. Actually, the fact that I’d probably never have the opportunity to put my ass on the block in such a delightfully kinky way, made me envious of Hilda’s adventure. The setup allowing a safe sex orgy was the situation a slut can usually only dream about in this post AIDS society. I wanted to hear more so I asked Hilda to describe her first time.
————-> Hilda:
Well, that was the most memorable of the three. First of all, I really didn’t know what to expect, although things turned out pretty much as I’d been told they would. For one thing, on a date, especially if it will involve sex, I always trust my boyfriend to look after me. You hear about a guy sharing his girl with friends of his. That’s never happened to me, but if it did, I would trust him to not give away my pussy to any friends with anything contagious. What made me nervous was that Donald wasn’t there ahead of time. He had even pointedly told me that he might not make it at all. So my body would be in the hands of complete strangers. As it turned out, Donald was there, though I only found out toward the end. And while my pussy got impaled by more than a dozen men, I don’t thing he was one of them. Since he liked variety and had spent an evening with me just a week earlier, probably he was more interested in the other pussies.
Ok, the reason I didn’t know whether he was there or not was because the men all start out disguised. The girls all start out in negligees. Everyone wears black eventhough our outfits are mostly transparent. The guys with good figures tend to wear body suits that exaggerate their manhood. Donald was so dressed, but so were a dozen other men. They all wore face masks. Some started out with capes and big black hats like Zorro. Towards the end all the men are naked below the waist for obvious reasons, but some never shed their masks. Perhaps they don’t want the girls to be able to recognize them. I’m pretty sure the men all know each other, even in costume.
I was involved in one skit where I had to bend over this vaulting horse that was set waist high off the floor. My ankles and wrists were secured with leather straps. I couldn’t move my head enough to see what was going on behind me. And the obvious thing happened there. In this position I received the two traditional dildo squirts. They injected me with so much KY that I could feel it running out of both my anus and vagina and down onto the vaulting horse. In both places the guy took his time squirting my insides like a lover ejaculating, except that it was much more liquid than the cume any man had ever blessed me with in either place.
The first guy slowly forced his manhood into my lube filled rectum. No vaginal sex for my horny pussy! He wasn’t very big and didn’t hurt me at all. Each man who so used me felt hardly any bigger and sometimes smaller than the previous man. By the time I started feeling really big pricks inside my anus, it was more than stretched sufficiently.
I lost track of the number of times I got reamed, I assume by different men. But even that I had no way of knowing. Three or four men could have been taking turns after the initial few and I wouldn’t have known. But if they were all different pricks I felt in my fanny, then I’d guess practically all thirty men must have made a quick exploration of the inside of my fanny with their members. I suppose being new ass, I was sort of an attraction. During all this, I was hardly the only attraction. The men were not so patient that all thirty would wait a turn to ream my ass hole. At the start, my fanny was the featured skit. But before the fourth man fucked me I could hear them gathering around another girl for similar treatment.
During the afternoon, I was given only a light snack. Twice, when I first arrived and later, I was told to take an enema. A half hour before the party a man came around, lightly lubed both my holes and felt around with a couple of fingers inside my fanny. Shit! Actually, shit was exactly what he did not find, so he was satisfied. I found the whole thing somewhat degrading. Maybe it was supposed to be another test or just compliance training. A girl who couldn’t smile while letting a man give her fanny an internal was not supposed to be there.
By the time the group was done with my fanny, I’d missed seeing most of the planned entertainment. It hardly ever lasts two hours, and the improptu fucking starts well before it ends. Most of the night there’s no one wanting to fuck you with only that average of two guys per gal, so you circulate, kiss a lot, give blow jobs to semi-erect phaluses, and try to look decorative. When I’m naked with a man who might fuck me or is about to, I’m always horny. I was horny all night inspite of my sore ass. My pussy wanted dick in the worst way. Being decorative can mean sticking your legs up in the air and spreading your legs. But you only did that when asked to do it. Otherwise we’d all be doing it too much. So the trick seems to be to look shy and vulnerable, then deliver on demand. I learned quickly that there was more hot pussy there than this number of men could hope to satisfy. The ratio of one girl for every two guys is probably a good one.

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GIGOLO FOR JACINTA FROM LONDON

“Would you like to visit me in my hotel suite at four on Friday?
“I have been here for two weeks on business from London.
“I fly out late tomorrow and would love to have a local man pleasure me, and me pleasure him before I leave, Jacinta tells me in her plummy English accent.

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Showing wife sex tape to our kids

My Son always ask me why his skin is so different from us. He is a year younger than my daughter. My daughter look like mixed Chinese + white, while he look like Indian + Chinese.

Diary

Tearing my Sister’s Ass

Sillu was 12. He was a cool cute kid at school and he was fairly skinny. He was a pretty nice little kid, he always wore boxars and shorts that were way to loose. The reason why anyone knew who he was, was because of his hot 16 year old sister, Maham. Stacy was about 5’ 6” and had shoulder length dirty-blonde hair and an incredible figure. She was hot as shit, and unknown to her, her little brother was among the countless hordes of boys who jacked off to her. But Brian was better off, he had front row seats every day.
Sillu’s room was directly above Stacy’s. He had cut a very small hole in the ceiling one day when no one was home. So whenever Maham came home and was in her room, he could watch her from above. It wasn’t a surprise he didn’t make an effort to have friends considering all the entertainment he already had.
It was about 5 pm, and Sillu was all set up to watch Maham change when she went in to her room. He saw Maham walk in and close the door. She was wearing her Catholic School outfit: a button down shirt and plaid mini skirt. He loved that outfit. She put her bag down and stretched for a moment. Then she began unbuttoning the shirt. “YES!” whispered Sillu. It looked like this was going to be a good show. She undid each button, first exposing her cleavage, then showing her entire upper body, except what was covered by her bra. Her tits bounced up and down when she threw her shirt onto her bed. All that glorious cleavage, Sillu decided this would be a good time to take out his dick. “OH YEAH” he said quietly as he began stroking it. Stacy then reached down to her skirt. She began to pull down on it, but since it was a little tight she had to wiggle to get out of it. This made her breasts juggle more, and it showed off her great hips. All she was wearing now were her bra and panties. Sillu started to stroke harder. “Change your bra, c’mon sis!” he said. It must have been a little too loud, because Maham looked up for a moment, and then looked around. Sillu held his breath, and fortunately she ended up ignoring what she had heard. She reached to the clasp of her bra and undid it. “Thank you!” Sillu quietly said. Her two firm, round tits popped out one at a time. They were gorgeous. Maham decided that since she was tired that she would relax like this for a while. She laid down on the bed, which was directly under Sillu’s hole. “This is too good!” thought Sillu. She began to stretch a little on the bed, and her firm tits thrust upward as she arched her back, trying to crack it. She tried several times, each time more drastic then the one before. By the fourth time, Sillu couldn’t take anymore, and he shot his load all over the place. “Ah….” he sighed.
Sillu wasn’t very careful when he came though. Some of the semen had gone right into the side of the hole. It slowly moved downwards. Maham felt a drip on her face. “ACK!” She thought. “What was that?” Another, larger drop fell on her face, and she sat up. Just as she did, a third drop fell on her tit. “What the fuck?” she said. She smelled and then tasted it, and realized what it was. “Holy shit!”, then she saw the hole. She put on her a loose tank top and short shorts and went upstairs.
Sillu didn’t even notice any of this, and just remained laying on the floor, mesmerized by the experience. Maham burst into his room. “AWWWW GOD! THAT’S GROSS!” she said.
“Uh oh!” said Sillu.
Maham slammed the door shut and walked up to him. “You were jacking off while watching me!?!? YOU’RE MY BROTHER! I’M GONNA MAKE SURE MOM AND DAD SEND YOU TO A SHRINK!” she said.
“I don’t think so,” said Sillu “You see sis, I have the upper hand here. I have my computer set up to send out an email with a video of you masturbating on it to every student and teacher in both of our schools. Every day, if I don’t push the cancel button, it will get sent. If you tell mom and dad, everyone in the town is gonna have seen you having fun with yourself!”
Maham could only think of one thing to do to make sure that Sillu wouldn’t send out the movie. However, it almost brought tears to her eyes thinking about it. “C’mon bro…” she said “ that’s not necessary…” Then she began to feel his new hard-on through his boxars.
Sillu moaned and said “Hmmmmmm maybe your right sis…”
She began rubbing more. Her hand went up and down over his erection. The soft cloth made of the sweats made it feel even better for Sillu too. Soon, Sillu had stained his boxars so it was leaking. “Well, I’m done…” said Maham as she was about to leave.
“WAIT SIS!” said Sillu “I want what you did to Jack Lang!”
Maham was mortified. How had her brother heard about that? She had given Jack a blow job behind the school once, and a couple kids heard about it and spread some rumors. Sillu must of heard one.
Once again she had to keep her eyes from watering. “OK Sillu…” she said. Sillu got a smirk on his face. She bent over to Sillu and pulled out his penis. It was about 6 to 9 inches long. It was rock hard, and pointed straight up. So, in order to blow him she had to get at an angle. She put her mouth around it, and began sucking on it. Sillu began to moan in ecstasy, and he put his hand on top of Maham’s head and began bobbing it up and down. She slid up and down, and moved her tongue over it. Since his dick wasn’t too large, she was able to fit the entire thing in her mouth. A little bit of pre cum fell out of her mouth and stained her tank top. “Looks like you’ll have to take it off” said Sillu. So Stacy pulled her tank top off and then continued to blow him.
“Maham, there was more you did for Herman than this.” said Sillu. Maham knew what he was talking about. She had not only blown Jack but given him a titfuck as well. This made her rather well known because many girls in the school had never heard of that. She took Sillu’s cock out of her mouth and placed it between her round tits. She squeezed them together and began bobbing up and down again. She went up and down on him and soon he began thrusting his pelvis in the air to get more momentum. Soon after, she no longer needed to bob up and down because he was thrusting so much. She could see his little penis head popping in and out of her cleavage. It was difficult not to cry.
“I’M GONNA CUM!!!!!!!” yelled Sillu. He shot his load. It was very hot and had a lot of pressure behind it when it shot out. It got all over Maham’s face and tits. When he pulled out of her tits, and she let go of them, you could see all the cum stuck in between them. “That should be good enough for now Maham…” said Brian. Maham went to her room and cried. Then fell asleep on her bed.
That night, their parents went out. So she and Sillu were home alone. She was lying on her bed in her bra and underwear about to go to sleep, when she heard a knock on her door. “Sis, I wanna talk to you” said Sillu’s voice. She was scared as Sillu came in. He was all ready for bed, in his way too tight briefs and nothing else. “You’re gonna do more sis.” he said.
“NO! I wont! Its not worth it!” she said.
“OH yeah? Well guess what sis!!!! I had a feeling you might have a change of heart, so I videotaped you and me together earlier, and now it’ll get sent out too if you don’t cooperate!”
This was horrible for Maham. She had no choice now but to obey him.
“Suck me now Maham” said Sillu. Maham got down in front of him on her knees and begin sucking his dick through his underwear. “If you get me off really good a few times tonight, I may let you off the hook…” said Sillu. Her lips went over his shaft through the cloth again and again. It looked like Sillu might rip his underwear he was getting so hard. Then he came in his underwear.
“Whoops,” he said “Now I want a lap dance”
He sat down on the bed and stuck in a CD in her player. It was some soft techno. “Now dance bitch.” he said. Maham begin to dance in front of him very seductively. She tried not to frown, because she knew he would get upset at her. She swayed and twisted her hips and torso to the music. “Come closer….” he said. Maham went right up to him and moved her breasts up and down across his entire body. Then she turned around and sat on his lap. She began shifting her pelvis back and forth over his underwear. She kept rubbing his hard on with her butt and he grabbed onto her hips and began moving too. She was putting only a little pressure on his cock, it was aggravating him. So, he grabbed her hips and began grinding his cock into her. Then he reached around her and squeezed her tits through her bra. She squeaked. She was moving fairly slowly across his lap, but it was just fast enough that Sillu screamed and then came again.
“OK sis, you’ve done really good so far…Now i want more. Gimme a blow job. AND THIS TIME YOUR GONNA SWALLOW!!!!!” Maham pulled off his cum filled underwear. Somehow, he managed to keep bringing back his erection. She began sucking on the head of his little cock. Then she moved down and fit the whole shaft in her mouth. She sucked more and more. She lifted her head up a little every now and then, but Sillu began to get annoyed, so he put his hands on top of her head and held it there. She sucked a little harder now, and he came. She could feel the hot semen shooting into her mouth. She sucked up every last drop of it. Then Sillu pulled her head away, but continued holding it. “Swallow!” he said. Then, closing her eyes from misery, she swallowed his cum.
“Now I need a little break” said Sillu “but I don’t think you’re gonna get to stop. Your gonna keep feeling yourself to keep you nice and wet.”
Stacy was terrified at what he had said, but she did as he obeyed and kept fingering her pussy.
When Sillu was ready again.“Go clean up sis.” said Sillu, “I don’t want u all hot and sweaty when I fuck u hard” Maham got a towel and washed herself off. She put on some clothes, and then she went back to Sillu. The doorbell rang. Maham thought maybe she was saved. However, the situation was far from over. Sillu answered the door.
It was only the mailman delivering some mail. Sillu came back to Maham and laid on her bed. “Come here Maham…” said Sillu. Maham obediently shuffled to Sillu, and laid on the bed beside him. Sillu touched her cheeks. “Gosh sis…, You are soooo hot and sexy..”, whispered Sillu. It was hard for Maham to keep from crying, her eyes watered at the thought of what had just happened. Glimpses of giving a blow job to her brother were now freaking her out. “Maham, come here, sit on my lap” Sillu commanded. As Maham sat on his lap, Sillu took his index finger, and stuck it in her mouth. “Now sis, suck my finger like its my dick, suck as hard as you can”, said Sillu. As Maham sucked and sucked for about 5 minutes, Sillu slowly took off Maham’s pants and her shirt which covered her bra cradling her beautiful breasts, and rubbed hard on Maham’s panties where her pussy was with his free hand. Maham gasped, and took Sillu’s finger out of her mouth and kept whimpering. Maham finally came to an orgasm right onto her panties. “Now Maham, take off your panties and lick them dry”, said Sillu. Maham took off her soggy panties and started sucking all the cum off her panties and tears started coming out of her eyes. Sillu saw this, and laughed, and said “What are you crying about sis? You don’t like me fucking or playing with you?” Maham shook her head, and said “Never, my own brother is doing me, that’s disgusting!” “Well it ain’t over yet sis, im not done fucking you yet, so stop your pitiful crying, its making me bored.” Maham immediately stopped crying, for Sillu might send the tape of her masturbation and the tape of her giving a blow job to Sillu to both schools. The thought frightened her terribly.
As soon as she finished sucking her panties and had put them back on again, Sillu ripped off Maham’s panties and started fingering her pussy. “Plea…se………Ala…n………stop! Pllea…..se… ooohhhhhh…..!!!!!!!! Maham moaned. Sillu stuck his finger deeper, and fingered her clit till it was swollen. “Now sis, im going to make you beg for me to finger you to have an orgasm. When Maham’s clit was swollen, Sillu stopped fingering her pussy, and unclipped the back of Maham’s black lace bra and started to lick her erect nipples. Maham started moaning and gasping with ecstasy, but would not beg for Sillu to relieve her of her load. Finally Sillu looked at Maham’s scrunched up face, trying to keep herself from emptying her load, and noticed that she was trying to avoid her orgasm. Sillu began to bite her nipples lightly and deeply suck her breasts one by one. Maham moaned louder and louder until finally, her orgasm came out with what seemed like a gallon of cum. Sillu licked it all off the floor and smiled at Maham. “Well it seems like you didn’t need to beg me to let our your load”, Sillu said smirking. Maham looked pleadingly up at Sillu with her hot and sweaty face. “Sillu, please!!!!!! Let me go!!!!!” Maham cried to Sillu. “No no sis, this is only the beginning. “You still haven’t done half of what I expect you to do.” Sillu said with a smile. . Your done for now sis, go, have some sleep, you’re going to need it for what I have in store for you tomorrow”, Sillu said
Maham awoke in her bra and panties and said, “Was that a dream???” She looked at her panties, and in her happiness, saw that they were completely dry, with no sign of any wetness. So she never had sucked her panties that were full of cum, she sighed happily, so this was all just a bad dream…. Maham was downstairs and making some toast while reading the morning newspaper when Sillu walked downstairs. “Enjoy your sleep sis?” Sillu asked. “Sure did bro”, Maham replied glancing at Sillu’s face. She was surprised to see him smiling. “What are you so happy about?” she asked with one eyebrow raised. “Oh, about last night, and how fucking sexy you were”, Sillu said smirking. Maham screamed and dropped her toast on the table. “Oh my god!!! Did that really happen?” she gasped. “I thought it was a dream!!!” Maham slowly said. “Oh It was no dream sis, it was very real, and I’m ready to do some more,” Sillu grinned. “NO WAY!!!” Maham shouted and ran for the door, but Sillu rushed to the door first and she couldn’t get past him since he was so strong. “Remember, if you don’t obey what I what I say, I’ll send those videos out right now”, Sillu said sneering at her.
Maham hesitated, and she forced herself to smile at Sillu and walk with him to her bedroom. Maham avoided Sillu’s musky eyes and walked to her desk. Sillu followed her and put his arm around her and onto her hip. “What do you want to do to me sis? Any fantasies that you wish to come true?” Sillu asked greedingly. “Sillu…..please……..can you let me off the hook? Haven’t I done enough?” Maham asked looking at Sillu with her best puppie dog look that she had used on their parents to get this super hot dress for a formal dance. “Oh Maham, do you think I would let you off that easily? Especially when you provoked me soooo many times while I was watching you playing with yourself? Definetely not sis, I still want to do you!” Sillu replied. Sillu kissed Maham passionately and sucked her tongue. Maham tried to talk, but couldn’t with Sillu’s mouth sucking her tongue. As Sillu was kissing her, his hands moved down to Maham’s breasts and he began to feel them and running his hands across them. Maham started gasping and her hands tried to remove Sillu’s insisting hands from her breasts. Sillu stopped kissing Maham and said “Remember the videos Maham, you do what I want.” Maham frowned and nearly cried from such torture, but she nodded her head in agreement. “Now sis, rub my cock thru my pants”, Sillu said. Maham bent down and rubbed on the bulging spot in his pants, and Sillu sighed with pleasure. “That’s it sis, more, more, cmon more dammit!” Sillu said smiling. Maham rubbed faster and harder and Sillu started moaning with enjoyment. “Ahhhhh….yea…..FUCK YES……..DATS IT SIS……OHHhHHHHhHHhHHHHH….I’M GONNA CUM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” Sillu screamed and let his load onto his boxars.
Maham sat back and closed her eyes to hold the tears back. Sillu looked at her, she was wearing a sexy red tank top with a black skirt. Underneath the tanktop, he could see 2 dots that were her nipples. Maham opened her eyes and saw Sillu staring at her breasts. Maham got up and walked to the bathroom, “I need to go to the bathroom”,she said tearfully. When she was in the bathroom, she cried and cried. Sillu could hear her sobs while he was sitting on her bed, and smiled at her sadness, that’s what a hot sexy girl has to deal with Sillu thought.
When Maham finally came out of the bathroom, she had wiped away her tears and she looked down at the ground and stood there. Sillu got off the bed and stood beside her. “Well sis, now your going to take off my pants and boxers and lick my boxers dry,” Sillu commanded. Maham sniffed and did as Sillu had commanded her to do. Sillu stood there as Maham started to lick and suck his boxers until they were wet with Maham’s saliva. “Now Maham, lick my dick and suck it as hard as you fucking can!” Sillu cried out. Maham unwillingly obeyed by kneeling down and sucked the head till it was covered in wet spit, but Sillu wanted more and drove his whole 6 to 7 inch cock into her throat, she choked but kept sucking. “IM GONNA CUM!!! FUCK IM GONNA CUM AHHHHHHH”, Sillu screamed and the whole load which was about 2 gallons went down Maham’s throat who tried not to choke at the intake of so much cum. Sillu sighed for that was the best blow job he had ever had. “Now Maham, I’m going to fuck face you little bitch”, Sillu said grinning. Sillu put his dick next to Maham’s cheek, and began to rub his dick against her face, neck, and hair. Slowly, Sillu’s dick became erect again, and he began pumping mercilessly, faster and faster, until he yelled and screamed “IM GOING TO FUCKING CUM, EAT THIS BITCH!!!!!!” and Sillu sprayed his load into Maham’s awaiting mouth, but some got onto her face and hair. Sillu groaned with ecstasy and was happy that he was relieved. “Now let me rest sis, you go take a shower and sleep a little”, Sillu said and walked out of Maham’s room. Maham sniffed again, and a tear rolled down her check at such pain and torture that Sillu was forcing her to do. Maham took a shower and changed into her PJ’s. She fell into the bed tired and went to sleep almost immediately.
The next morning, Maham got up, changed into a tight soft shirt which showed her belly button and some tight jeans. She got her purse and was about to go downstairs when Sillu came out of the room wearing a shirt and some loose pants. “Where are you going?” Sillu asked. “I’ve got some business to attend to, and I’m kind of late, so would you excuse me…” Maham replied. “Sorry sis, your going to have to stay here, I wouldn’t want you to run away from me now would I? Nooooooooo, its best to keep you here”, Sillu said smirking. “But…….but…..”, Maham stuttered. “No buts sis, your staying here, unless you don’t want me to accidentely send those videos to our schools…”, Sillu said with a tone in his voice that sounded impatient. “No no no, okay, I’ll stay….”, Maham said sadly. Her only way of escaping was now gone. She didn’t want any one to see that video of her masturbation or her brother’s incest desires. Maham slowly walked to her room, and took off her purse. Sillu walked into her room and told her to put on the sexiest clothes that she ever had, he was going to really do her today. Maham miserably did what he said, and picked out a sexy black tank top, which she covered with a matching tight black shirt and a leather skirt. She put on a black panty hose, and put a ton of make up on. She had never looked so sexy and hot ever in her life.
Maham sat on her bed, awaiting Sillu’s return to her bedroom. When Sillu came into the room, he was dressed in a gray suit, with a tie. He saw how sexy and hot she looked, and his ramming rod rose out like a stick, Maham watched his dick harden as he looked down at her. Sillu walked over to the CD player in Maham’s room and put on some trance music. He laid down on Maham’s bed and ordered her to give him a lap dance. Maham stood on the bed, and began swaying her hips and bouncing her breasts. She watched Sillu’s pecker rise up, and Sillu laid back and sighed. “FASTER”, Sillu shouted. Maham swayed quicker and quicker and her breasts began juggling around. She started to do some stripper moves, and bent down so that Sillu could get a clear view of her black panties.
Finally Sillu had enough and ordered Maham to stop dancing and sit on his lap. Maham obeyed and knew that Sillu was going to do her then, so she held her tears. Maham started to rub the tent that was formed on Sillu’s pants, and began to rub harder and harder with each passing moment. Soon Sillu cummed on his boxars inside his pants with a loud moan. Sillu panted and gave Maham a smile and said, “My turn sis”. Sillu rubbed Maham’s breasts until Maham was moaning with delight. He slowly rubbed down to where her pussy was and began to rub faster and harder on that spot. “OoOHHHhHHHHHH…..yYYY….EEEEE..AAAAAA……FUCK……BRO…..KEEP DOING IT….OOOOHHHHHHHHhhhHHHH……..FUCK……..YES……..AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!”, Maham whimpered and moaned in pleasure. “AHHHHHHHHH……SILLU…….IM GOING…..TO …..CUMMMMM….!!!!!!!”, Maham screamed and moaned as her huge load came out of her. “Ahhhhhhh…..yes……”, Maham sighed and she went limp and tired.
Sillu shrugged her and said “Oh cmon sis, we’re not done yet!” Maham looked up imploringly, “Sillu….please…..that’s enough!!!!” Maham begged. Sillu down at her and said, “We’re almost done for today, now let me eat and fuck your pussy out!!!!” Maham sniffed, and did as Sillu commanded. Sillu slowly took off Maham’s tight shirt and felt her warm breasts. He slowly unclipped the bra and threw it aside. He moved his face closer to her breasts, and started to suckle each one, giving each one the same amount of treatment. Maham moaned while Sillu took each nipple firmly in his mouth and sucked until some milk came out. When Sillu was finished, he took off her skirt slowly, and ripped off her panties. Maham saw the greedy look in his eyes for more of her pussy juice, so she opened her legs and he peeked inside of Maham for the first time. Sillu saw her pussy dripping with excitement from Sillu sucking Maham’s nipples, pussy juice was running down her legs. Sillu licked all of it up and bent down to eat out of Maham’s pussy.
Sillu licked and sucked while Maham lay gritting her teeth to keep from screaming in pleasure. Finally she couldn’t stand it any more and kept yelling, “OOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH………YEA…..DAMN…….SILLU…….DO MORE…….AHHHHHHHH….!!!!!!” Maham screamed. When Sillu started to flick her clit with his tongue, she gasped and put her hands on the back of Sillu’s head and pushed his head in further. “EAT MY PUSSY BITCH, EAT IT…..AHHHHHHHH….YYYYESSSSSSS….” Maham shouted. Sillu was enjoying every second of this…
He had an idea, he took his head out of Maham’s pussy and said, “Call your boyfriend up and tell him you broke up with him”. “WHAT?!? NO WAY”, she shouted at him in horror. “Do it Maham, or else your boyfriend will be the first to get your masturbation and incest videos”, Sillu said angrily. Maham unwillingly obeyed and called up her boyfriend. “Hi Ryan, What’s up? Yeah, I just called you up to say that this relationship isn’t working…………Sorry………..I know………….. At that moment, Sillu lowered his head to Maham’s opening pussy, and shoved his mouth and tongue as far as he could go, and started to flick and suck faster than ever. “OOOHhhhHHhhhhhHHH……..AHhhhhhhHHHhHHhhhh……Noooo…….AHHHh…..I’mmmmm fffffinnnneeee RRyyyAAAnnnnnn…..AHHhhhhHHH….OhhhhhhhHHh…Ggggottttttttaaa……..gooo… …Maham hung up and glared at Sillu. “What the fuck was that for?” she said angrily at him. “Oh just for fun”, Sillu said grinning, “Now let me finish eating your delicious pussy.” Sillu shoved his head into her pussy and continued eating until Maham reached climax and spewed her load into Sillu’s waiting mouth. Sillu gobbled it all up and wiped his mouth with his hand.
“That was good, now take off my pants”, Sillu said smiling. Maham hesitated, but obeyed slowly. Maham unbuckled Sillu’s pants and pulled off his boxers which revealed Sillu’s long ramming rod which was now, an impressive 9 inch long cock. “Show me your pussy sis”, Sillu said insistently. Maham slowly gave Sillu a perfect view of her pussy. “Now sis, welcome to the best experience you will ever have!” Sillu smirked. Sillu stuck his 9 inch pecker slowly up Maham’s pussy, while Maham gasped with pleasure until Sillu’s whole 9 inch cock was up Maham’s pussy. Sillu began pumping Maham slowly at first, than faster and faster! Maham was moaning and groaning. When I fucked her faster and faster, she screamed. “SILLU…AHHHHHH……………FUCK….ME…..MORE…..SILLU!!!!!!!” Maham screamed at the top of her lungs. Sillu, now motivated by her desires, fucked faster and faster, until Sillu and Maham both shouted, “IM GOING TO CUM!!!!!!!!” Then they both cummed at the same time, spewing them both with hot, sticky cum. Sillu and Maham lay gasping on the floor, when Maham thought of something and yelled, “FUCK….I’m having my period today, that means I might get pregnant, FUCK! I need to get birth control pills!” “No sis, don’t if you do, and you take them, I’ll DEFINETELY send the videos to everyone, so you better not sis.” “What the fuck?!? You want me to get pregnant? HELL NO!!!”, Maham shouted. “You better be pregnant, or else you can say bye bye to your life sis. Maham hesitated and stroked Sillu’s cock, you don’t need to do that Sillu… Sillu sighed and said, “Maybee your right sis…, I won’t…” “Have a good sleep now, good dreams”, and gave Maham a passionate kiss and left Maham’s room. Maham sighed and shed a few tears before picking up her scattered clothes and taking a shower. She crawled into her bed, and slept very soundly.
When she woke up the next morning, she dressed up, and prepared for another day of sexual torture from her younger brother. When she went downstairs, she found her mother and father in the kitchen eating breakfast.
“Hi honey, how’s my sleepyhead?” said her mom, “Still tired? Well don’t worry, you’re allowed to stay in bed all day today, its snowing out!!!”
“Really?” replied Maham.
“Yes honey, now you’re father and I have to go out, but we’ll be back soon, in about 8 hours.” said her mom.
“Oh, ok…but who will watch the house with me in bed?” asked Maham.
“Oh don’t worry,” said Sillu as he walked in, “I’m watching the house AND you, and we’ll have lots of fun…so much fun that you won’t tell anyone will you….”

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Diary

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I’m looking at you, and naturally you at me,
both pondering if fifeen minutes will really suffice you and me.
Deciding not to waste time, I drop to my knees
Engulfing all of you in one swift motion.
Sliding my tongue around the head and slowly licking
up and down the shaft, thick, veiny and erect you are.
You reach around me and rub my clit,
my pace quickens as I suck your dick.
I feel my pussy juice dripping on your thick fingers,
you pull your fingers away and offer me a taste of myself.
I lick my jism off your fingers and glance at the clock, only 8 minutes left.
I turn around and present my pussy and ass to you.
I know you love it doggy-style and fortunately i do too.
You plunge deep into me in one slow sensual stroke,
I’m gripped tightly around you, feeling you inch by inch.
I’m looking at you over my shoulder, you give me that sexy boyish grin.
You begin to move with in me.
Slow at first, then the pace quickens. my ass is jiggling as you balls slap against them.
Your stroke is strong and passionate.
Your moans become groans and your groans become shouts.
I feel myself getting tingly inside, I know i’m about to cum
Just as your body stiffens and sheer extasy takes over,
with orgasmic shouts my body shivers and trembles as
you take me to that place only you can.
I look back at the clock, were late by 4 minutes
but i’m not worried about being late, with a content smile
we unlock the lunchroom door and head our separate ways
going back to work!

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