The easy way to pick up girls
Based on a true story and a surefire way to pick up girls
Based on a true story and a surefire way to pick up girls
Thanksgiving day. I’ve been working at a marina in the town I lived in. I also worked at the gas station my grandma owned. My family and and some family friends were all at my grandma’s house. I just got my truck so I loved driving everywhere. We realized we were running out of beer and ice. The store was closed but they gave me a key to it so i could get the beer and ice. I drove up there in my truck blasting some music. I opened up and turned on the lights and went on getting what I needed. A girl walked in as I was about to turn off the lights. She was really pretty. About 5’6″, thin, blonde hair that was a little messy, big blue eyes, a perfect tight little ass and really nice boobs. not huge but not small. Just perfect little teen boobs. She looked familiar but I wasn’t sure from where. I figured I must have seen her in the store or marina.
“hey were aren’t really open” I told her.
“Oh well can I just get a few things while your here?” she asked
“Yeah I guess so.” I said
She went to the back and got two bottles of Dr. Pepper and one bottle of Ozarka water. She came up to the counter with a smile on her face.
“It’s so cold out there!” she said as I was ringing her items up.
“I know! I didn’t think it was supposed to get this cold!”
She looked up to me and blushed. “Do you think I can get a ride home? I walked up here from my grandparent’s house.”
“Yeah sure, I don’t mind. I was going to go through the car wash after I left here. Do you care if I do that?” I said as I was grabbing the beer and ice from the counter.
“No. I don’t mind. It will give us a chance to get to know each other” she said smiling
“Okay cool.”
We got in my truck and left. On the drive to the car wash we learned we had a lot in common. We listened to the same music, liked the same things, and I even found out we have the same religious views (none). We seemed to be very comfortable with each other. she scooted over to the middle seat and put her hand on my thigh. I put my arm around her and kissed her on her head. She layed her head on my shoulder and put her hand on my chest. Her hair smelled amazing. It was fruity. We were stopped at at long light and she started kissing me. I kissed her back and she started using tongue. I started too. Tickling the roof of her mouth and having a tongue fight. The light turned green and we stopped kissing. We were quiet after that. She started touching my crotch. Gently stroking my cock through my jeans. I was getting hard. She started to unbotton my jeans. She pulled them down a little and pulled my now fully erect cock out of my pants. She tickled the head with her finger tips then started going farther down. Her warm soft hands felt amazing on my cock. I’ve masturbated a lot before that but it never felt this good. She started stroking it really fast, squeezing it nice and tight. She would slow down occasionally. She did this for about 3 minutes and honestly I have no idea how I didn’t cum right then. Then she leaned down and started licking my rock hard cock. I thought I was going to cum. I yelled “Baby I’m gonna cum!” but some how I continued to keep it in. She moaned as she sucked my dick. She put the whole cock in her mouth and started choking on it. She would circle her tongue around my cock as she would suck it. It felt amazing. I came in her mouth with out warning her. She gagged first then looked up and me, smiled and swollowed. She said ” cum on my face.” I stroked my cock and came all over her face. She loved it. She wiped it off with her hand and started licking it off her fingers. It was sooooo sexy.
We got to the car wash and I paid and entered. I asked if she wanted me to eat her out. She said yes and I took her pants off. I slipped two fingers into her tight shaved pussy. She moaned with pleasure. I explored inside her pussy with my fingers for a while. Then I kissed it. She giggled a little. I put my tongue in there. Licking around and flicking it. She was getting really wet and screaming with pleasure. Her juices exploded onto my face and I wiped it off with a towel.
“You want to fuck?” she asked me still kinda moaning.
“Hell yes!” i said
I grabbed a condom out of my glove box. ” No need for that. Cum inside me if you want” she said.
“Okay babe”
We pulled out of the car wash and drove to this secluded part of the beach. My truck had a camper shell on the top with a mattress in the back because we camped while surfing. We got in the bed and she laid on top of me. We started kissing then i took her shirt off. She was wearing no bra and her tits were nice and perky. She had small nipples that were hard from the cold weather. I started sucking on her beautiful tits. I licked the nipples and she moaned. She grabbed my cock and put it in her pussy. It was tight and warm. She threw her head back and screamed. she hopped on my cock for about 3 minutes then we switched places. We went doggy style and I inserted my penis slowly into her then built up speed. “oh yes baby fuck that pussy with your huge cock. yes baby that feels so good. fuck me!” she screamed these things for a while. “i’m gonna cum!” i said. “cum inside my pussy baby!” I did as she said and shot my hot load inside of her. I moaned from the amazing feeling. I kept going until I just couldn’t go any more. I took my cock out of her and we laid there for a while. We were silent and calm. We cuddled for a while and then decided to go home. On the way home we exchanged numbers and I told her where I was living. I dropped her off at her grandparents and went back to the thanksgiving dinner.
We hung out every chance we got after that and fucked every day.
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You let yourself in with the set of keys I gave you a couple months back. You throw them on the table, along with your purse, trying to be quiet. You’re not sure if I’m asleep or not. You leave all your dirty clothes by the washing machine and dart past the bedroom, naked, into the bathroom. You admire yourself in the mirror thinking even covered in the grime from the day, your hair a mess, you feel sexy. Your breasts are perky, with lovely nipples in just the right location that would give a playboy bunny a run for their money.
In the shower you scrub furiously to get the smell of the day off of you, wash out your long hair and step out of the warm water, reluctantly. The twenty second sprint from bathroom to bedroom to get under the covers is always terrible this time of year. Despite your exhaustion you jump onto the bed to kiss me. I’m as naked as you are, you can smell that I had showered; my body wash (your favorite scent in the world) is still fresh on my skin.
“How’d it go today?” You ask as you get comfortable on your stomach, putting a pillow under your hips (the only way you can sleep) and face the door.
“Amazing, I’ll tell you about it in a little bit. I’ve been waiting for you to get home.” You can feel my erection on your skin. Normally you’d be willing to jump my bones, but you had a long day and you’re dead tired.
“I want to, but I’m really tired. It’s so much more exciting when we’re both into it. Remember when we both pulled a muscle trying that one position?”
I kiss the words gently away. I tell you to relax and just lay there; I want to try something new. I stack two more pillows under your hips and get out your favorite peppermint lotion and start to rub your legs and back, my strong hands massaging your aching muscles. You can’t help but sigh and moan from my touch. I kiss my way down your back, targeting each vertebra.
I spread your butt cheeks, and slowly start to lick and kiss my way down to your puckered, virgin anus. You’re wet by now, which is causing me to throb, as I put a finger into your pussy and slowly finger you. I continue to lick you as your groans grow louder and you relax. I’m not going to hurt you, I say. I grab the bottle of lubricant I had on standby and put a small amount on my finger. You feel the cool, slimy lubricant over the sensitive skin of your puckered rosebud, while my other finger rubs against your clit, building up a delicious and taboo anticipation.
I start pressing the finger into your hole, very gently. It slides in easily, about half an inch before meeting some resistance. I know that it was your inner sphincter and I gently whispered to you to just relax. You comment on how it feels so strange, and new, and wonderful. You’re enjoying this anal experiment much more than you thought you would. I continue to rub your clit and you start to loosen up. So many thoughts run through my head, all somehow related to the fact that I can’t believe this is actually happening. When we met you said you would never do something like this, and while I accepted it at the time I always hoped your stance might change. I’m having trouble forming coherent thoughts as all the blood rushes to my cock. Then you really surprise me.
“Reach into the drawer on the bedside table and grab the butt plug in the back.” You tell me with a smile over your shoulder. My mind spins and my thoughts become incoherent. “I’ve remembered how fond you were of this and so I’ve been working up to being comfortable with something in my ass for the past month,” you tell me with a sly, devious look. You little minx! I think to myself. I grab the plug and coat it in lubricant, pushing it in gently, the whole time continuing to stimulate your clit.
It still seemed difficult at first as it met resistance, but that’s to be expected in a situation like this. I can take all the time I want, I think to myself. I stopped pushing and tell you to relax, and you really do feel it relaxing! I push slowly but firmly, and I feel your ass open and take the plug. It was in! But it wasn’t in very far, yet—the thickest part had passed through the barrier of your sphincter, but when it was in only a few inches, I felt some more resistance and you moan and tell me about a mild discomfort. I gave myself a minute and you seem to relax again, so I pushed it in a little further—it was probably about 5″ in when the rest of the dildo slid home up your butt.
I was super excited, but I didn’t want to mess anything up and hurt you just as I was having success, so I let it sit for a moment, enjoying the thought of your tight asshole stretched around the plug packed tight into your rectum. Your pussy twitched and throbbed with pleasure. I would have cum so quickly if I had touched myself, but I wanted… no needed, to have the pleasure of taking you in the ass. I have had vivid dreams about this. The last thing I would ever want to do is hurt you, but I know that if I do this right you will absolutely love it.
You yelp as I remove the plug from your tight rear door and line up my throbbing dick with the crinkled star of your asshole. As I press against its tightness, you remembered fear. My dick is MUCH thicker than the plug that you’d been using, but you trust me, as you feel your asshole stretching wider than it ever had before. A cry falls from your lips as you arch your back, your asshole clamping down tightly on my head. I moan as I feel your muscles rippling over the head of my dick, forcing another inch into your ass as you whimper, trying valiantly to push me out.
“Can we wait just a second, okay, it hurts a little.” You think to yourself that it did hurt, in an odd way that you would never be able to describe… almost cramping, a kind of slick hurt… the feeling that something was being done that SHOULDN’T be done. Your breath catches in your chest as my dick follows your forward movement and another inch was forced into your body.
You moan, leaning your head forward to rest in your hands, panting as you try to adjust to the odd sensation. It felt wrong… dirty… uncomfortable. And erotic for all that, but you are still afraid… afraid that I would slam my dick all the way into you, afraid that something would tear, afraid that this would be more painful than you could bear. So what if you liked sex a little rough, this was an entirely new world to you and you aren’t sure what to make of it.
I squeeze one of your butt-cheeks, holding my desires in check as I look down at my dick splitting your ass open. I could tell that you weren’t completely enjoying this as you fight your own mental battle of pain vs pleasure, and a sick part of me was turned on by that. That part of me really just wanted to slam into your ass, fuck it hard and feel you writhe until you started to enjoy it… but I told you to trust me, and the caring part of me would never hurt you. Maybe as you adjusted I would get rougher…
I grip your hips and push another two inches of my dick into your ass as you moan. If I’m not careful I will cum soon, because this sensation is beyond description. I reach around your body and slide my hands under your chest and squeeze your breasts, feeling your asshole tighten over my dick as I graze your nipples. You bite your lip as pleasure flows from your breasts to your confused groin, your ass tightening uncomfortably making you very aware of where my dick is, but feeling good too. I listen to you and feel you, but don’t start fucking you hard like I wanted to… I just stay completely imbedded in your tightness, feeling your muscles ripple over my dick, as I wait for your body to adjust a little more.
I slide the rest of the way in, and then start to come back out. Feeling me move inside your ass is something that you just aren’t used to. You bite the pillow as your ass ripples, trying to figure out what was going on inside it, your body bucking as I begin to slowly slide back into your body. In and out, very carefully and gently, although by your reaction a viewer might think it was anything but… you shivered and thrash as I opened up your ass, panting as my dick noses deeply into your body, forgetting about how tired you were just half an hour ago.
My hands began running over you, your sides, back, waist, hips, and ass… sliding down the backs of your thighs… and then circling around to begin playing with your pussy. I rub your wet pussy lips with my fingers, gently tickling your clit, as you feel the tingling fire starting, helping to alleviate some of the strange sensation my dick was creating. I can sense a shift in you, as you finally get out of your own head and begin to enjoy the multiple sensations that you are experiencing. The initial pain of insertion is gone, replaced only with the amplifying effect that anal sex has on the rest of your body. Every touch feels more vibrant, every thrust is exploring a new area. You realize that not only does it not feel uncomfortable, it feels good, and you understand why people say it will get better.
Now you begin shivering for a different reason, your ass moving back against me enthusiastically, swallowing my dick and tightening every time I bury it in your ass. Leveraging yourself up onto your forearms, you begin fucking back even harder, enjoying the way my dick stabs into your ass. I groan and take this as my cue to really let loose; my fingers explore deeper into your pussy as I start thrusting hard into your ass, making you cry out with mingled pain and pleasure.
“Damn you have a tight ass…” I whisper to you. You respond by just slammed your ass back against me harder. You are really starting to get into the butt-fucking, wanting to feel more of me in you, wanting to feel yourself stretch to receive me. It felt so deliciously naughty to you, and the pain had worn down to just a slight discomfort that made the pleasure in your pussy seem exponentially stronger.
Your head rests on your hands, although your forearms are still balancing on the bed to keep your ass high in the air. You moan loudly as I pillage your deflowered hole, as you concentrate on the fire that was burning inside of your groin. My fingers twitch and rub, pressing hard against you clit and you move your hips slightly to rub against the pressure, your legs trembling as an orgasm nears. To date you still have yet to orgasm, which is a constant area of self doubt in my mind. I’m not good enough to get you over the edge. Today, however, with this new sensation amplifying everything around it, you wonder if it isn’t possible.
As you start to cum your entire body shakes, your ass tightening over my thrusting dick and rippling with pleasure. Gasping I force my dick in and out of your tightness, increasing your pleasure as I slam deep into your body. Reaching up with one hand to grab your hair, I pull it back, forcing you to arch your back as I pulled you firmly against me. You shriek with pleasure, your hands clawing at the bed as I pulled your hair back, breasts thrust upwards into the air.
With a final plunge, I started to cum, holding your hair firmly as I unload into your ass. You can feel every single pulse of cum forcing its way past your tight entrance and into your body, pushing against the ring of flesh that enclosed the base of my dick. When I finally finish cumming, we both gasp and collapse. You gasp again as my body fells on top of yours, my dick lodged deep in your ass.
You moan, wriggling a little. Now that the pleasure is over you could feel how very sore your poor asshole is, uncomfortable with the dick shrinking inside it. But I hold myself there, enjoying you body even as I shrink. When I finally pulled myself out, your hole is bright pink and starts leaking thick globs of cum. You stayed like that, panting for a moment or two, as I think about what just happened. This was no more than pipe dream just an hour before, and now it was a reality. I wondered if you enjoyed it, if you would do it again.
“So?” I ask as I sit on the bed, stroking your hair. You looked up at me with those pleasure glazed, beautiful eyes, “It hurt,” you say, and then smile, “But it felt awfully good too…”
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A perplexing text message leads to the greatest sexual experience of my life
Hi I’m a 27year old adventurous bisexual male, hope you enjoy the story of my first encounter with a big black cock.
This is the continuation of the weekend with Grace and Marcus while someone else joins the party
Introduction: Hey guys. So, yes, this is a True Story, with a little embellishment. Names are changed for obvious reason. I suppose I should start with READ THE TAGS. If this is not your kind of story, don’t read it. Thank you. Other than that, I hope this to be the beginning of a small series. Although this is the story that I think most deserves publishing, I have plenty of others that should show up soon, including the second (good) half of this one. One more warning: This story has little to no sex, it is all plot and set up. The sex should be out soon. Enjoy!Maddie says she’s interested
A short, simple text, that nevertheless filled me with no small amount excitement. It was finally going to happen. I was going to get The Belt.
I suppose I should back up.
My name’s John. I’m nineteen, and a sophomore in college. What college isn’t important. I suppose I should describe myself… I’m tall, topping off at about 6’5”, and athletically fit. I’m not ripped, or a bindle of twigs like some track runners, but years of hiking and swimming have left me relatively in shape. I have brown hair, worn just long enough to look scruffy, only helped by the trim beard I wear habitually… not the disgusting, long, untamed things a lot of guys my age seem to pick up, but enough to age my face a little bit.
This story would take a long time to fully explain, and there’s a good chance I’ll get another story out of it at some point, so let me summarize. My junior year of high school, I started dating this attractive, younger punk girl, named Rowan. She was hot – way out of my league, in my opinion at least, but I got it anyways. She was tall for a girl, maybe a hair over 5 and half feet, with long brown hair dyed black at the tips. She had decent tits and a gorgeous ass, but what really drew me to her was her eyes. She had some exotic blood in her family somewhere, giving her big, gorgeous eyes.
We dated for about half a year, during which time we both lost basically ever virginity possible. We even agreed to have a threesome, but never found another girl willing. It was an entertaining time, but eventually, I broke it off. I had decided that the two year age difference between us was just too much difference in maturity. A decision not at all influenced by interest in another girl. Nope.
So fast forward just over a year. I went off to a local college, and lived on campus, leading to a very interesting series of events I’m not going to elaborate on. After my second semester, I moved back home, and took advantage of some time off to go visit an old favorite teacher at my high school. While there, I happened to walk by my old flame… with some scrawny skater guy sucking her face off. Promptly ignoring that, I did notice her hair – she had cut it much shorter, just slightly longer than a guy cut, just long enough for her to still be able to hide parts of her face behind her bangs. The black tips were gone, replaced by lighter highlights. But otherwise, she looked the same, if not hotter. Maturing had agreed with her. We made brief eye contact, and I kept walking.
Later that night, I got a text.Nice beard
I smiled, immediately recognizing who it was.Nice hair
And so it began again. Over the summer, we grew closer, and before long, were right back into our wild misadventures, kinkier than ever. We never really talked about commitment, or figuring out what we were to each other – we were having too much fun!
Of course, I was always pushing for that threesome, The Belt, as certain sitcoms would refer to it. There was one girl, a friend of Rowan’s, Maddie. The two had been light heartedly flirting with each other since they both realized they were bi, but it had never gone farther than drunken incidents. And just as the two of us were getting comfortable, Maddie actually got into a committed relationship, with someone she actually didn’t want to cheat on. A shame, but I lived.
It was late September, four months after we had gotten back together, that Rowan mentioned off hand that Maddie has broken up with her boyfriend. Unsurprisingly, she had cheated on him.
Yeah. She was kind of a slut.
My reaction was obvious. “Come on pet, go for it. At least see if she’s interested!”
“I don’t know… I’m kind of pissed with how she’s been lately…”
“I don’t care!” I replied, “I just want this damn threesome, and you know she’d be willing!”
“Fine… I’ll take to her, Master.”
Oh right. I didn’t mention that did I? Rowan, in the intervening year, had picked up a fascination with domination, submission, and light bondage that I was more than willing to entertain.
Plus, I liked her calling me master.
Which brings us back to that text. Which probably makes a lot more sense now.This Saturday work? I quickly sent back.I’ll ask her. I think so.Aight. Let me make some calls. Good job pet, you’ll be rewarded.
Ooo master, can’t wait c:
I immediately grabbed the phone. My town was home to a small, ever growing, airport, so hotels weren’t really hard to find. I called up one I had found, that balanced price and quality, and quickly reserved a room. At this time of year, prices weren’t bad, and I doubted I’d have much in the way of company to worry about.
My second call was to a local sex shop. Don’t give me that look. You all know you have a local sex shop.
Since I had started with Rowan, I had gotten to know the owner of this particular store relatively well. Good guy, but I’m too lazy to come up with a good pseudonym for him. Let’s call him Tony.
“Yo Tony, it’s John. I need that kit for Saturday night.”
“The Belt Box? Sweet shit man!”
“Yeah I know. Just make sure everything’s ready to go. I’ll swing by in the afternoon.”
The Belt Box, as we had taken to calling it, was actually a product called the Menage a Trois Kit, that the store had taken to renting out, for those who couldn’t afford everything it had, but really needed one wild night. Kinda gross, but Tony showed me the thorough cleaning procedures everything went through.
I shot another text to Rowan, with the hotel name and room number. Be there by 6. Have Maddie show up by 7. See you then pet.
The reply came quick. She was obviously just as excited as me. Master are you going to have another slave for me to play with after this?
I think so pet.
The next few days flew by, until it was finally Saturday. I told a quick story to my parents, tld them I wouldn’t be coming home tonight, and slipped out the door. I popped by the shop, picked up the Belt Box from a smirking Tony, and headed to the hotel room.
A smiling, admittedly quite attractive woman, pulled up my information, verified me and gave me my key. Casually, I asked, “Is anyone else nearby this room?”
The woman tapped away at key for a few second before saying “A few business men checked out this morning, but otherwise no. You picked a good time.” She gave me a sly grin. “And why would you be asking about that?”
I smiled back. I liked this girl. “Maybe I can show you tomorrow.” With a quick wink, I was on my way.
I entered the third floor room. Plain enough. A large bed sat in the middle of the room, an old tube TV in an entertainment center against the wall. One bed rooms were cheaper, and I doubted I’d need a second anyways. A plain view of the road and nearby buildings, but that didn’t matter. I quickly closed the blinds. The bathroom was nice, if simple. A standing shower, with enough room for three people. I smiled. That was good.
As 6 approached, I went down to the lobby, and shot the woman another glance. Looking closer, I realized she was younger than I thought, under that official uniform. Probably just over twenty, saving up for school. I shot her another wink as Rowan walked in and I escorted her to the room. Never hurts.
As soon as we were in the room, Rowan was pressed against me liked a bitch in heat. “Oh Master, this room is so nice. Can we just get started now?” As she talked, her hand edged toward my pants.
I slapped her hand away, but leaned down and kissed her passionately. For all the domination talk, I still had deeper feelings for the girl. That made this next part all the more fun. “Hmm… maybe we can pet. How about you strip for Master?”
Rowan’s eyes, half hidden behind her bangs, sparkled as she quickly divested herself of clothing. Her tits, sagging only slightly, were beautiful D cups, and her ass was gorgeous as always. I kissed her harder.
“And now Master take his off?” she asked, hopeful.
“Not quite little pet. Lay down.” I gestured to the bed as I reached underneath. “For the rest of the night,” I said as she laid down, “you are to obey ever order form your Master. No resisting, no questioning. Understand?”
She gave me a look, but nodded. “Yes Master.”
“Good girl. Now, spread your legs.” She happily did, expecting something quite different, as I quickly buckled a leather band, lined with fur on the inside, onto each of her ankles. I then slipped an end of a chain into a loop on each band, and slid the chain under and around the mattress, forcing her legs to be spread open.
Rowan whimpered lightly. “but Master… I thought…”
“That Maddie would get chained up? No. From what you’ve said, she’s the more active of you two.” As I talked, I grabbed her wrists and tied them together, then to the headboard, using a thin silk strip. “No little pet, you don’t get to play with a new slave tonight,” I said as I slipped a thicker strip over her eyes, “you are the toy for the night.”
She whimpered louder. “Master please!” She started pulling at her bonds. I let her. I wanted to make sure they were tight.
“Stop Rowan.” I didn’t yell, but as an aspiring teacher and former Scout instructor, I knew how to put authority into my voice. She immediately stopped. “You agreed to this, pet, and now, you will listen. If you do, you will be rewarded.” I checked the clock. Quarter of 7. “Now, I’m going to go bring Maddie up. When I do, you are to be still and quiet. Fall asleep if you want. But she is to think, for all intents and purposes, that you are unconscious. Understand?”
Rowan nodded, shivering lightly, whether with fear or excitement, I didn’t know. Possibly both. Probably more of the latter, knowing her. “Good girl. I’ll be back soon.”
With that, I walked back down to the lobby, smiling at the girl at the counter as she checked in an older couple, probably just in on a flight. She caught my eye for a second, and I heard, across the room, as she talked to the couple. “I’m sorry, but your room has been changed to the fourth floor. I hope there isn’t any inconvenience…”
As the couple nodded in the negative, I did some quick math and realized the room she put them in was one the opposite side of the hotel from mine, and a floor away. I really liked this girl. Which made the questioning look on her face as I led yet another girl up to my room even more satisfying.
“Where’s Rowan? I thought she’d be with you.” Maddie asked as we rode the elevator to the room.
“She’s in the room already, getting ready.” I replied.
“Oh. Speaking of which, I love that you got an entire hotel room just for this I thought we’d be sneaking around in someone’s basement or something.”
“No, no, that would never do. No fun at all. I can’t do this all the time, but in this case… I thought it was fitting.” I smiled at her, and looked her over. I hadn’t seen the girl in over a year, since I had graduated, and she didn’t disappoint. She had a similar body to Rowan, but leaned even more on the punk end. Lip ring, nose ring, more earrings than I could count. He hair was shaved off on one side, giving it an odd look, made only odder by the cold, electric blue it was dyed. She didn’t have Rowan’s gorgeous eyes, but they were nonetheless sparkling with quite a bit of excitement. She was a bit thinner than Rowan, with the smaller tits and ass that went with it, but was still pretty hot. Good enough for me.
As we walked from the elevator to the room, I brought up Rowan’s odd tastes, knowing that she shared them. “Oh yeah, the whole domination thing. I got her into it a few years ago. I realized that she was a submissive right away, and we had fun, but I got tired of being in charge all the time, y’know?”
I laughed. “Not really. “ She replied with a questioning look that I promptly ignored..
As I opened the door, I quickly stepped around her, blocking her view of the room in general, and the bed specifically. “Now, if you want to go any farther, you have to be my slave. On your knees.” She didn’t move, only raising an eyebrow at me and striking a defiant pose. I sighed internally. It had been like this with Rowan at the beginning too. I had talked to her later, and it came down to wanting to feel dominated, wanting to feel the loss of control. I assumed Maddie had similar tastes.
Without flinching, I slapped her. Not that hard, but enough to get my point across. Then I pinned her against the door, one hand on her throat, my body pressed against hers, and stopped my face less than an inch from hers. Hunger flared in her eyes immediately. “I’m in charge here. Not you. Get that straight now pet.” Her eyes widened and her face shot forward, kissing me roughly, biting and sucking.
I pushed her away and gestured downwards. “Knees. Now.”
Slowly she slid down the floor to her knees. She looked up at me with a look of pure lust on her face, like I had never seen before. “I’m sorry Master. Please punish me however you see fit. Make me your bitch.”
I wide grin filled my mind, though I refused to let it reach my face. It was going to be a good night.
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MY BOYFRIEND AND I FIND DICK ON CRAIGSLIST
If one were to paint a picture of the perfect American couple, it might look very much like Rick and Donna. Both were passionate about their hobbies; Donna with her art, realistic pencil drawings and watercolors of flora and fauna, and Rick, digital photography of all forms of wildlife. Africa was very rich in subject matter, and the couple entered the van taking them to Hatfield with great enthusiasm and anticipation. The journey was beginning.
My first story. Adam came in and we rocked each other’s worlds.
A continuation of my last chapter.
Based on a true story of me and my partner getting carried away in a sauna while on holiday this summer.
Some women get exactly what they ask for
A trip to Mexico and the beach!
I was a starving student and needed some extra money. A commission for a painting seemed the way to get it.
Experience from a few years ago when we used to have hot summers in Scotland!
17 year old having discovered pussy
This was my first encounter with cheating…. and its all true
I was awoken by a tingling feeling in my cock and balls, could it have been a ‘thank you’ for last night? I had a slight hangover and a dirty feeling in my mouth which tasted kind of metallic. I opened my eyes to automatically raise my arm, covering my eyes from the rays of light attacking me from the sun roof. I hadn’t even noticed that there was a sun roof the night before, maybe it was cloudy and the stars where hidden.
After my eyes adjusted to the light, I retrieved my arm and looked down to see Bethany on her knees, playing with my balls. She winked at me as soon as we made eye contact. She lowered her head and began delicately licking the shaft of my peen. I had a semi already, but as soon as I saw Bethany, it didn’t take more than two seconds to become solid. I’m pretty sure I skipped a couple of heart beats to fill my cock.
It has been the first time I had seen Bethany naked completely sober, and the first time I had been in such a beautiful position sober. Although I do have to admit, stimuli’s and senses are peaked when you are high on weed, but this was still a feeling to be savoured.
“Hey there stud.” she said to me, licking the side of my cock as she did.
“Of hey there miss Cali, when did you come from America?”
She giggled a little before beginning to lick all around my mushroom tip, I could feel a little buzz and tingle in my cock head as she did this, I guess she had taken a breath mint. A few weeks back whilst I was sitting in business next to Bethany, just as friends. Mike was telling us stories about how his 22 year old fuck-buddy chewed on mints before giving him blowjobs, and that it made his cock feel like it was on fire. We didn’t know weather to believe him about the fuck friend, no one had met her yet so we had our doubts. (turns out he wasn’t lying, and oh jesus she is a babe)
“I feel like some morning sex, don’t you?” she said to me with the cutest of smiles I had ever seen. I just nodded as I closed my eyes, the moment was perfection. It had to be up there with shaking the hand of god and knocking out Mike Tyson.
Then she did something I did not expect, the last time she had sucked my cock, she had only been able to take about 3 inches of my 7, it didn’t matter much to me, I never thought that it would feel any different as the only stimuli are in the cock head. Turns out I was wrong, VERY wrong.
She put her face at an angle so that it was adjacent to my cock, she lowered herself onto it, as far as she could, her nose was tickling my stomach and I could feel her heart beat at the back of her throat. A pro could have gone lower but I didn’t care, I’de rather be in this position that to fuck a dirty porn star.
“Oh baby that’s perfect” is all I managed to release, my eyes closed, hands behind my head. I didn’t have to do anything, just sit back and enjoy the show. I opened my eyes to see Bethany going up and down my my cock like a pro, occasionally deep throating it to about 5 1/2 inches length. The back of her throat was warmer than her general mouth area, I had been getting sucked off for a couple minutes and I could already feel the end coming. I had to do something quick, but it was too late, I had reached the point of no return.
“I..I’m coming!” I said hesitantly, lifting my head to look forward at Bethany continue to play with my cock head in her mouth. Her lips where sealed shit around the mushroom tip and her tongue was flicking wildly from all angles. I felt that familiar burning sensation in my shaft, the tingling in the balls and cock head, I was coming.
Burst after burst, round after round of cum spurted from my erupting cocked into Bethany’s mouth. The moment was bliss. She stopped all movement for me to finish my ejaculation, when I did, she swallowed every last drop of my hard earned juice. “It’s sweet, keep eating those pineapples” she said to me, giggling to herself whilst her mouth was still on my cock. She was hoovering my head from any remaining juices, she had sucked up any lingering seeds from my japseye, she had done a wonderful job.
I was now starting to burn a little, my cock was so sensitive after cumming that it hurt. I placed my hands back behind my head and just stared into her wonderful eyes, I was in love.
She continued to lick my cock slowly for a few more minutes, occasionally biting my shaft and tickling my balls with her tongue. She ran her teeth along my shaft before standing up, she walked forward a little and crouched down onto my cock. I could see the crusted semen on the lips of her vagina from the night before, had I really cummed in her? At that moment I remembered that she was on the pill due to her hormonal problems.
She rubbed my cocked along her exotic pussy lips for a few seconds, before placing it at the gateway to heaven, she sat down on my cock. A decent of about 6 seconds and she was sitting flat on my thighs, I was balls deep into her. She let out a little squirm as she reached the bottom, all I could do was smile. I held out my hand to grab hers, bringing back her hand slowly to my face, I opened her hand and placed a gently kiss into her palm. “I love you” I said to her in a sweet and caring voice. She didn’t have to say anything, I knew her emotions already. The actions I had done last night had caused me to gain her trust and affection. All she did was ride my cock slowly, she pulled her knees up so that all was touched the bed was the bottoms of her feet. She began to ride me like a pro, only stopping to change directions at the very top or bottom of my cock.
She rode me for about a minute before she swivelled round, my cock was still deep inside her which gave me a very strange sensation. She placed her hands down onto the bed and kept her feet flat, she began to ride me perfectly. Her cute butt was in my full view, I reached my hand out and grabbed it, I gave it a gently spank to which she squirmed and groaned to. The familiar sensations occurred again, her pussy muscles tensed around my cock, devouring it with the tight squeeze. As the friction had gotten to much for both of us, she same at the same time as me. The sudden tightening had pushed me too far. I knew that women could come many times in a row, but I had no idea that men could. My cock began to furiously squeeze out as much sperm as it could, it felt like a hundred squeezes, but I knew the reality that barely any would come out.
I reached out and grabbed her arms and pulled her back to lie on my chest, she opened her legs and I reached forward, placing my fingers on her pussy lips. I began to gently massage and rub her lips and clitoris whilst I placed several kisses on her neck, occasionally giving her a gentle bite.
I began to thrust into her slowly, still rubbing on her pussy. I had seen this being done many times in porno’s, so I was sure that she would like it. She brought her hand back and grabbed a handful of my hair, screaming and moaning, her second orgasm was nigh. Her legs closed up, trapping my hand in position. None the less I continued my efforts of thrusting and rubbing. This time, I felt the full furiosity of her vaginas squeeze, without coming myself, I could feel the force it was putting on my cock.
We both stopped on the spot, catching our breaths she turned around and laid flat on my chest, she brought her lips down and interlocked them with mine. We passionately kissed for several minutes. As I run my fingers through her hair, I kept my other hand curessing her back, almost tickling at the low amount of pressure I was putting. She would occasionally giggle and shake from the pleasure.
She lifted her head and we spent a good moment just staring into each others eyes, almost trying to look into each others souls. She mouthed the words ‘I love you’ to me before coming back down for another kiss.
She rolled to the side and placed her head on my chest, I wrapped my arms around her and started run my fingers down her back. We spent a good twenty minutes like this, just talking about random things, complementing each other as we did so.
“I can’t believe I have known you for four years and we have only been friends. I feel like ‘i wasted all of those years!” she said gently holding a warm voice throughout.
“It was all a build up to these moments, without those points in life, we would be somewhere completely different. This would have never happened.” I said, sounding all mysterious.
“What do you mean?” she said, raising her head to look into my eyes.
“Well take Timmie for example, you two where in a relationship for a few weeks. You broke up and he went crazy last night. If you two where never in a relationship, I would have never punched him last night. Our little love scene on the couch would have never happened.”
She just looked at me puzzled for a moment before kissing me on the lips and placing her head back down onto my chest.
“I guess you are right. Besides, Timmie was a dick, I’m glad you punched him. He really made me feel bad those weeks that we went out. He broke my heart.” she said, sounding slightly sad.
“Hey..” I whispered into her ear. I pushed myself up and looked into her eyes. “I’m not like that” I whispered to her. “I’ll be here for every, my heart belongs to you.”
She smiled at me and pounced on top of me and began to furiously make out with me. A sudden knock on the door stopped us in action.
“Hello?” said a random and deep voice from the other side of the door, followed by several hard knocks on the door. “Open the door, now!”
Me and Bethany looked at each other. The pounds on the door had gotten deeper and harder, I quickly jumped off the bed to my jeans, reached intuit he pockets and pulled out my phone. I looked through the contact list to find Michelle. I rang her and fell back into the bed, holding the phone to my ear.
“Heeeeey.” came a voice from the phone. “Michelle! I need your he-..”
“I’m not here right now so your going to have to leave me a message! *beep*”
“Fuck!” I said, before throwing my phone to the side. By this time, Bethany was already fully clothed. I got up and put my Jeans on, I didn’t have time for boxers, I left them in the room. Looking around, the only available exit was the window. I ran towards it and opened it, to my dismay we where about 10 foot from the ground. I noticed a balcony sort of thing about a foot to the left of the window, going to another room. I climbed out the window and quietly called for Bethany. The thuds on the door had now turned to kicks. I knew what was to be done.
I jumped across to the balcony, clearing it with ease, my hands where not even used. It was about 2 foot from where we where standing. Being a cautious one, I held my hand out to Bethany, she grabbed onto my hand and jumped to me, I grabbed her in fear of her falling but she was fine. I looked around to see some shrubs stuck onto the wall, I grabbed onto one and pulled onto it. The shrub broke with the simplest of forces, no way would it hold a person. Turns out in all the movies where you see people climbing on the green plants growing on walls, it’s all fake.
Luckily for us, the door to the balcony was unlocked, we made our way inside and closed the door behind us. I quickly walked to the door and put my ear to it. I could hear fumbling on the other side, I suddenly heard a bang and I knew that the door had been kicked in. I opened the door a crack and saw no one in the hall way. I grabbed onto Bethany’s hand and made a quick decent through the hall way. We jolted down the stairs and through the front door, running through the long garden, the security eventually saw us but no chase was broken.
We ran for a while, until the house was not in visible distance to us. I pulled us over to the side of the road to cat our breath. Bethany hauled herself onto me, wrapping her arms around me and planting multiple kisses on my face. “That was sooooo fun!” she said, sounding exhausted.
We both laughed and walked home hand in hand. I had remembered that I still have a gram of chrow left in my pocket. “You feel like waking and baking?” I said, chuckling a little. “It’s a bit late now isn’t it, we just had a marathon.” she chuckled back.
“Oh well, fuck it.” I said, before making our way to the same park we where at last night. I sat down onto the bench, followed by Bethany who placed her arm around my waist and leant her head on my shoulder. I removed my equipment and started to roll a joint. I felt calm and easy, unlike last night. I ended up rolling a perfect joint, I would say it must have been better than Mike’s. I felt proud of myself and placed it in-between my lips. I raised the lighter, flicking it and toked it. The ashes dropped onto my jeans, Bethany was quick to wipe them off with her hand, followed by a gently smile and a kiss on the cheek.
I took several tokes from the joint and passed it to Bethany. She held it in-between her fingers and toked from it like a pro. “I’ll teach you to blow smoke-rings some time.” I exclaimed. “Oh yeah? Teach me now.” she said.
“You can’t do it outside, the wind will ruin it. It has to be in-doors.” I said. “My house is a smoking zone, my brother smokes all the time, I think he smokes weed as well, this smell is familiar.” she said.
“Oh yeah, i’m sorry about yesterday, It didn’t go well with your dad yesterday.” I said. “That’s my brother!”
“Oh.. He looks so– old?” I said, holding a blank facial expression.
“Yeah well, he’s 27.” she said, passing the joint back to me. “Why is he still living with you?” I asked, already regretting what I said. There was a silence for a few seconds, which felt like hours. “My mom passed away and my dad can’t pay the rent on his own.. My brother helps out.” she said, sounding nervous and upset.
I instantly wrapped my arm tightly around her and kissed her on the forehead. “I’m sorry, I didn’t know.”
There was a silence for a couple of minutes, we finished smoking the joint as just sat there, holding each other. “It’s a beautiful day huh?” I said, trying to break the tension. “Yeah it really is.” she replied.
“So did you have fun last night?” I asked her, looking into her eyes. She looked into mine and replied “Yeah I did, thank’s for the night, I had a lot of fun.”
She had the warmest smile on her face, it was the happiest I had seen her for a long time. All through school, I knew she was upset about something, I just never came about to ask her. I knew the reason, but I still didn’t know how to comfort her.
“Come on, let’s get something to eat.” I said, pushing myself off the seat and grabbing her hand. She got up and followed me. I let go of her hand and wrapped my left arm around her waist, she did the same and dropped her head onto my shoulder. I looked down at my phone, it was 11:24am, the sun was high in the sky and not a cloud was in the sky. We walked to a local coffee shop and we sat down next to each other in the corner. We wrapped around each other and sat there, waiting for a waitress. Out of no where, a girl from school called Daisy come up to us. “Hey guys, good morning.” she said with a smile on her face.
We both said hey and smiled back, me and Daisy used to be good friends, but her brother got pissy with me when I dropped him from the rugby team. “I didn’t know you two where a couple” she said. I just pulled a fake smile to move the conversation, I didn’t feel like talking to her. “I’ll take banana pie pancake and two tea’s, no milk or sugar.” I said confidently. Daisy nodded and then walked off. Bethany gently pushed me away and looked into my eyes, confused. “How did you know? That’s my favourite!” she exclaimed. I had over heard Bethany talking in business studies about the foods she liked, we had a group discussion about how much food costs to make and how much they sell them for. (Did you know a coke bottle costs 3 pence to make? They sell those things for A whole pound!)
“I have my ways.” I said to her, winking. She pulled herself back into me and just rested into my chest. This was a better moment for me than the sex we had. Holding her made me feel perfect. “You complete me.” she whispered ever so gently. She placed her hand on my leg and started running it up and down, playing with the fabric of my jeans. Slowly my cock started to harden, luckily for me It was in a position that it wouldn’t be noticed until it was fully hard.
The bell that was hanging above the door rang as it opened, in walked Timmie with two of his friends. They looked over at us and stopped, he stared at us with anger for a while.
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Finally, part 2 to the story
This is my second story, and it is a continuation from the first. It’s 100% true.
I got to know my preacher’s wife a little better!
My boss and I and several others
Rave’s back baby.
I walked out of the hospital with a spring in my step, they had x-rayed my rib cage again, it was all better. I could have told them that, you ran your hand down my chest you could feel the two bumps of the fresh bone under the muscle. I was having a feeling that I hadn’t had in years. I didn’t hurt, not at all, I wasn’t coming of a ripped muscle, a sprained joint, a pulled ligament I didn’t have any old bruises or healing scrapes. I was 100% fine and I couldn’t remember the last time I felt this way. I knew it wouldn’t last long, I knew I was weak, my core strength had taken a real hit from the wound and the six weeks of doing nothing. Soon I would need to start working to get it back, people like me wouldn’t last that long being weak but still it would be nice not to hurt for a bit.
I got into my dad’s car, it really was a shed, and we drove home, he dropped me off at the edge of the estate, he had been able to take the morning off work to take me but didn’t want to risk the afternoon. I walked home across the estate it was a school day so the streets where mostly clear of gang members, most of the older ones had better things to do than sit around on corners at low times in the day. I saw a few addicts shuffling around but most of them left for town at this time in an attempt to scrape together enough money to get them high. It always got to me how a few hours or a handful of streets could make the world of difference.
I let myself in to the flat.
“So?” Faye asked me from across the room.
“I thought you went to school, I know you left for there this morning, did you get lost?”
“So?”
“I am fine, my ribs are all better” after six week of Faye imposing near celibacy on me I picked her up as if she weight nothing and slammed her into the wall, kissing her deeply. It took a lot of self restraint not to take her right there but I made myself let her go and dragged her to the bedroom. She gave a fake attempt at resisting me but I knew she wanted this as bad as me. The second the bedroom door closed she jumped on me, throwing her arms around my neck and pushing me back so my knees hit the bed pivoting me backwards onto my back.
I like to think that most of the time when Faye and I where alone in bed we would make love or at least have sex but this was just simple animalistic fucking. I grabbed a handful of her hair and flipped her onto her back. I sent buttons flying as I ripped open her shirt, she grabbed hold of both sides of my collar of my T-shirt and pulled ripping the fabric down to the bottom seem where it snagged. I grabbed hold of her bra and forced it over her still growing breasts. I leaned in and took her nipple into my mouth sucking hungrily making her gasp. I had to break off contact so I could look down to take off her pants, breaking a shirt is hot ripping her school pants would get me in real trouble.
My own pants dropped to my knees, I didn’t bother to take them off, I pulled her panties to the side and went at it. My cock was hard, she was starting to get wet but wasn’t really ready yet but I was too worked up to care and anyway she got wet quick enough. I rapped my hand around her throat, applying enough pressure that she would know it was there but not enough to hurt her. It was rough and nasty but it was still very, very good. Her hips moved in time with my quick hard trust, her breast bounced wildly.
It didn’t last long, I didn’t try to stop myself, this was about my need to get off. Even so he I shot my load deep inside her I felt her cunt contract around my cock as she reached her own orgasm. Our bodies rocked and twitched together in ecstasy. I rolled off her and let her up, I lay on the bed and she came to lie next to me.
A couple of seconds ago we were all passion and lust now we were calm and love. She snuggled up next to me lightly tracing her fingers alone the fresh pink scar on my stomach. I dozed with her for a bit still half dressed. We woke up and got naked I was tempted to have sex with her again but it was too nice just to lie there with her warm body in my arms. Soon I would have stuff to do to tell people I am back but for now I was just going to lie here with the girl I loved.
The next day I began to get into shape, working out and training hard, I ran with Taz I had slowed a bit but I had more skills so I still kept up as the roof tops flew under us, it still took me the best part of a month to get close to how I used to be, but before I could really get going I had to make a few statements.
The first was to bring Lacy’s corner back under my full control. I did this by finding the lad who had pushed me the night I was injured, he still worked on the corner he had thought that I had forgotten all about it, and breaking the fingers in his left hand while asking pointed question about who put him up to it. I only got to his second finger, he was begging and crying that he hadn’t meant it, it was just a joke he didn’t think I would get hurt bad. I had made enough of a statement most of the lads on the corner who had been present where now pale and scared, word would get around that I was in charge. The lads name was Patrick, but he went by PayDay, after that I couldn’t have asked for a better underling.
The second was to announce to the school population that I was back and you didn’t disrespect me anymore. I could have done it slowly but truth be told I like spending my dinners in the library so I wanted something quick so I could then forget about make an impression. I followed a lad who had been showing me up into the bathroom, he was a low level member of the Dammed Ones who had been making a reputation by poking at wounded soldiers of the other gangs. That reputation ended in that bathroom, I just stood there and let the others in there ran passed me. I kept complete control, this wasn’t a fight it was a beating, and I didn’t push it too far. I still left him a bloody mess in the middle of the floor.
The last was the easiest, I just waited for the next gang fight, picked out the biggest, badist guy in their line and went for him with all I had. I wish I had had a bit more time to get back into shape, I was still a shadow of my former self but as I let the rage take me and I ran over the muddy field I felt like a young god. I jumped at him, driving both knees into his chest and I never gave him time to recover. He was strong and got in some shots but the outcome was never going to go his way. In the end it took to lads to pull me off and I roared like an animal the whole time.
Ever part of my body hurt by the end of the month, but I was strong and I was back.
After that it was a good time for the young me, I still hated who I was but I was happy. My relationships where complicated but that is what always made them interesting. Faye provided the emotional side the relationship, the closeness and love, I really did love her but she wasn’t as smart as me. For the I had Amy who was as smart as me and gave me the mental stimulation that Faye didn’t, she also gave Faye a good friend to be girly with, something that Amy needed more than Faye and we gave her a place to experiment and to be herself without judgement.
And then the was Taz, he knew who I was, what I was capable of and what I went through because he was the same, the two year age gap didn’t matter, his sexuality didn’t matter we were closer than brothers. We where the few people that knew him, really knew him and even if the was no sexual component he was as much a part of the relationship as any of us. He freely admitted that he found me sexual attractive but somehow that just reduced the tension, if I had had to wonder about it maybe there would have been a problem but with it out there I was ok with it.
I did start to spend some of the cash I was now making to make our lives a little better, new cloths before the old ones where too worn out, a new TV and a VCR, a stereo and some new music, some nice food now and them, some new paint for the flat. Taz and I even got Faye and Amy a few bits of real jewellery, Faye responded by getting this blue bead necklace, I thought it looked truly terrible but I still have it and I feel naked without it around my neck. I am not saying that I liked where I was, every conversation I had about the future started with “When I get out of this place”.
And still the world carried on the same, my dad worked at his dead end job, I ran a corner and covered up Lacy for less money than I should have been making, I tried to read, I fought, I experimented with Faye and Amy and I went to parties throw by the gang. Eddy was now far too scared of me to do anything so he decided to act as if I did existed.
The next big event that happened in my life was after Easter when I went to a strip club. It was outside the estate so I wore a black hoodie, on the estate you wanted everyone to know who you where and what you did but outside you hid your face. Bob lead the way with Cain and myself flanking him and two of the Daves bringing up the rear. I didn’t know why I was there, Bob never went anywhere important without Cain, he was his man, and the Daves, in this case Disco because once when he was 12 was seen dancing at a party and Littler because he was the biggest of the Dave and the gangs love sarcasm, where muscle and where there to make a point. I was smarter than the Daves, better at doing what needed to be done and fast so I was sure this was going to be a working night.
The strip club was in the top storey of a row of terraced stops on the outskirts of the town centre. The bouncers where big men with faded blue tattoos they didn’t look at us as we walked passed up the stairs, gangs of young thugs showed up here all the time. The place was big and the lighting gave it a strange purple colour. The was a bar at this end and what looked like private booths running down one side of the room, the was a large stage with a walk way coming down from the middle ending in a small circular platform with a pole in the middle which all the tables in the place where pointing.
Around the pole a girl that didn’t look much older than me span lazily in nothing but a thong to the slow beat that seemed to be pumping out of the walls, to someone that could spot the signs it was clear she was high. The night was young but the was still a small group of man sat in ones and two cheering her on, other girls walked the floor in next to nothing trying to get the men to take them to a booth most didn’t look old enough to be there and the few that did looked so tired.
This place was owned by the man who own all vice in this town, all powder and pills sold he was taking a cut, he would never have touch it himself but some that worked for him would. He wouldn’t be here, his name wouldn’t be on any paper but the money from this place would be going to him. This was where the gangs came, not just us from the estate but those from the Waz and the Hall as well, to talk with his people. He was jokingly called the king, but that is really what he was, and he had the gangs do his bidding and we fell over ourselves to do it.
We had been summoned but it still took them a few minutes to come and get Bob there was no question of any of us following him to the back. One of them stayed to watch us, clearly not liking the idea of leaving us to make trouble. The Daves walked in a little to watch the show, Cain stood by the door waiting for any trouble. I ordered and downed a pint and stood with it behind me on the bar, they did ask for ID. I hadn’t got it for the alcohol, I had got it for the glass, I didn’t like the way the guy was looking at me and if you hit some with a pint glass they stay hit.
There was a cheer as the girl on the pole lost her thong and began touching herself in a way that would lose this place any licenses they had. He walked towards me and I slipped my hood off, if I was going to get in a fight with one of the kings men people where going to KNOW it was me, I flipped the glass on the bar behind me and grabbed it by its base. Another step and I would have swung and more than likely been dead by the morning.
“Aren’t you Mad Jimmy’s kid” He said, I blinked, it had been a long time since I had heard someone call my dad that.
“Aye”
“Me and him used to hang way back, now that was a crazy fucker”
I let him lead me to a table and we talked about my old man, stepping away from the bar I left the glass the wrong way up and made brief eye contact with Cain, he knew what I had been about to do. The girl on stage was in the process of faking her orgasm, given the time frame and any knowledge of sex it was so clear to an onlooker but the men in the room ate it up. Once she was done she got right back up and headed to the back.
The music tempo changed and the next girl came out, she attacked the pole like a lover she hadn’t seen in months, humping it with a real need. She got her breast out quickly, they were too big for her body and stood out from her chest clearly fake but watching the slight bounce in them as she trusted her pelvis forward into the pole was strangely hypnotic. I really wasn’t listening to the man talk about the good old days with my father. He was now a low level thug for the king, his life would be considered a success by the standards of the gangs. Looking at him, the small shack in his hand, the deadness behind his eyes I renewed my vows to find a way out while know it was unlikely I ever would.
The girl who had been on when we came in was now out doing the rounds, she stopped at our table, she was a favourite of the man I sat with and she tried desperately to get him to go private with her. She shot hateful glances at me once it became clear he like talking to me more than fucking her. Her face may have been young but her eyes where old and tired and so, so sad. I asked her how much she cost, she gave a price that was less the two vials on my corner, and with most of it going to the club I wonder how she made enough to get high never mind feed her. It took me a while to work out that the club properly gave it to her for free, junkies are more loyal whores.
I was tempted to pay her just to see if she was even wet from her “orgasm” earlier but at that moment Bob came back from the back. The Daves scrambled to look like they had been waiting for him. I moved more slowly promising the man to remember him to my dad and slipping my hood back into place. Bob and Cain where talking quickly when I got outside. Cain walked over to me with an envelope, he opened it and pulled out a pitcher, I tried to keep my eyes off the money still in there.
“He is on the estate” Cain said tapping the pitcher “find him, quickly, we don’t know who else they have set on this”
I gave a nod and took the pitcher. I ran towards the estate, I had things to do.
Most people would have pulled the estate a part looking for him I took a simpler method. I showed the pitcher around to the junkies, never promise money they will pass the word around and soon the person you are looking for will know after paying more, I offered a free vial tomorrow if they gave me the right location and they will never pass on free drugs. It took me an hour to get the right bloke, I took me another 15 minutes to get the floor and number and all it would cost me was 2 vials.
Off the estate a pay phone was something to vandalise, on it they where the life blood of any attempt at organisation. I rung the number of the one nearest the YMCA from memory, it was answered by some young kid whose sole job was to wait by the phone for calls. I just gave my name and Cain’s and he was off. I told Cain where to meet me. I settled down in a door way to wait, I wasn’t in Dead Heads territory so looking like a gang member wasn’t a good idea.
Cain came by himself this wasn’t something that you trusted the Daves with. I walked him to the flat expecting him at any moment to send me away, this was his function within the gang, this was what HE did. When he didn’t I started to feel the tension in my gut, excited, nervous, scared and kind of happy that he was letting me into this part of the gang. I took the door off its hinges with one kick and ran inside.
The man tried to run, if it had just been me he might have got away but in trying to get around Cain I put my elbow into his stomach making him clasp into a heap. He tried to stand back up so I kicked him twice hard. Cain turned him over and held up the photo.
“We check, you always check” he said to me. He leaned in and ran a thin blade across his throat, blood poured from the cut, I had to step back not to get it on my shoes “and we watch, you always watch”. I looked into his eyes as the life fled his body, the light in them dimed as he took his last gasping blood filled breath, you could see the moment when he died. It was the first time I had seen someone die. Cain cleaned up in the bathroom, I did the same, I had gotten blood on my finger but I don’t remember when.
“What did he do?” I asked as we walked
“We don’t ask, you never ask” it was that simple, I felt a little sick, not because of what I have seen tonight but because at some point in the future I would be expected to be the one with the knife. I the worrying thing was that I was ok with it. I left Cain by the YMCA and to Lacy’s corner to check the count and close up. I walked back to our flat and got on with my life.
I told dad about his friend, giving no details about how I met him, and my dad knew better than to ask. I told Faye about the strip club later, which got her all worked up, she seemed to like the idea of taking her clothes off to a room of cheering men, I didn’t ruin her fantasy by tell her how depressing the place was. It was fun to watch her twirl and dance as she tried to take her clothes of in a sexy manner, she had no idea how but it still turned me on, I promised her that she could practise as often as she liked so long as I got to watch.
She was all heated up, it took her a bit of effort to get me in the mood, I was a bit spent. But I was a teenage boy with a naked hot girl. I let her stay on top, doing all the work and picking her own pace. She grabbed my cock and pointed it straight up and sunk down onto it. She was so worked up that I slide in all the way the first try. She sat there with my cock all the way in her and began to rub her clit giving herself pleasure but giving me very little, I resisted the frustration and let her stay in control. She didn’t begin move until she was very close to her peak and then she went from 0 to 60 instantly. Bouncing like a mad woman, hard and fast, she shut her eyes and let out a silent scream.
I didn’t realize how close I was until her orgasm hit, as she contracted around my cock I realised how much I had been enjoying to show and the feel of being deep in her. She kept riding me at full speed throughout her climax and as it began to ebb I reached my own peak, the twitching of my cock seemed to send her back into full orgasm as her body tensed up again. When we were done she clasped on top of me her hair covering my chest and I could feel her soft breathing against my skin. I let myself drift off to sleep.
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