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Bridal Shower

This is my first time putting any thing like this in writing. I’ve always been sexuly active sence my tenth birthday when a cousin nailed me in the barn at my dads sisters house.
The names have been changed but the bulk of this is what happen to me.
Chapter 1 (Bridal Shower)
It was the last day of my freshman year of high school and some of my girlfriend’s had planed a bridal shower for me. It was set to be held at the church fellowship hall an hour after school let out. My mom, thirty-eight, five foot ten, one-hundred-forty-five pounds, thirty-six D, and I arrived a few minutes ahead of time. At the time I was five foot eight, one-hundred-thirty pounds, thirty-six C at the time.
Mom had arrangements with Mike, who was married to one of my cousins and twenty-seven at the time to take our wedding pictures.
My girlfriend’s were already in the fellowship hall when mom and I entered. I also saw Brenda, the preachers wife, and Carol, Chuck’s wife along with their husbands. All the gifts from my girlfriend’s were teddies and baby doll nighties. I had forgotten about the two ladies husbands being there until Brenda ask if I enjoyed the party. I told her I did have a great time. She said that she some laundry to do but would see me in the morning. Carol came over to mom and me as we were about the leave saying, “You can start calling me Carol and my husband Chuck and welcome to the WA’s,” then winked. It would a few months later before I learned what the ‘Club’, as Chuck put it, and the ‘WA’s’ as Carol put it. Mike all the while was busy taking pictures of me with each gift.
When mom and I got back to the house dad just had to see what all I got at my party. “O daddy, it’s just a lot of sleepwear.” I tried to play it off. He keep insisting so I began holding them up in front of me. This just wasn’t good enough for my dad, he wanted me to model for him. At mom’s insistence I finally gave in. I picked the boxes and started to my bedroom to change but was stopped by my mom. As I began to undo the buttons of my blouse, dad picked up his video camera to film me. Mom had given it to him the proceeding Christmas and he would tape any thing and every thing.
“Daddy, please don’t don’t do that.” with my blouse open he had a clear shot of my bra.
Dad kept filming despite all my efforts to convince him that I didn’t want to be taped. All of my attention at the time was directed on my dad when mom said, “We have another surprise for you sweetie,” she sat there next to dad with her hand on the upper part of his jeans and a huge grin on her face. At this point I was standing in front of my parents in just my bra and panties.
My eyes darted between my parents, wondering if what was going through in my head was true. Was she fixing to have my on father take me. Mom worked in a plant in a town some forty miles away so it was left up to dad to bathe my sister and me before mom got home. I can remember him being in the tub with us up to the time I was five or six. My sister is seven-years-older than me so I don’t recall if dad was ever in the tub with her. She told me later that the three of us would bathe together until I was almost three. After that she had gotten to big for all of us to fix in the tub at the some time. Dad didn’t seem to take much notice of moms hands as he kept his attention trained on me.
I was so enthralled as mom ran her hands over the crotch of dads jeans I was completely oblivious to the fact that I was being watched from behind. As I focused on moms
hands I was brought back to my senses as I felt my bra being unhooked. As I turned my bra fell to the floor leaving my nipples completely exposed. There before me was Randy, the boy who I was dating for over a year. He planted a kiss on my lips as he ran a hand inside my panties and fingered me. At the end of the kiss, Randy knelt in front of me and slid my panties down and off.
As Randy began tonguing my pussy, mom had an impish smile, “Your dad and I wanted to do something special for you before you become a married woman baby,”
I was in a state of arousal as my boyfriend ate me out in front of me parents and the fact he wasn’t my fiance just added to my arousal. All I could manage was a few moans
I barely heard my moms words, “Come on Ed, my pussy is in need of a good fucking. Good night you two, we’ll see you in the morning.”
On my parents headed to their bedroom, mom stopped next to randy. As on cue, Randy lifted moms skirt exposing bare pussy. Without hesitation he began licking her.
“I’ll be in our bedroom honey when you’re are ready.” With that, dad left mom behind.
Mom widen her stance giving Randy better access as she leaned over to me and whispered, “He’s so good with his tongue.” Mom unzipped her skirt letting it fall down over Randy. I stood there watching as his hands slid up under her blouse only coming to a stop as they cupped her bra. Without a wood she unbuttoned her blouse a pink half cupped bra. It didn’t take Randy long to slid moms blouse off and have her bra unhooked. It was then I saw movement out of the corner of my eye. Dad was standing by his bedroom door in only his boxers and video camera in hand. When I looked back at mom, she was naked and she had Randy jeans and underwear down and his cock in her mouth. Randy let out a moan as he shot a load down her throat. It was a strange filling watching my boyfriend as he fucked my naked mother and the fact dad had the whole thing on tape had me so hot and wet. Once he filled moms pussy she joined dad in her bed leaving Randy and I to our on devices.
Randy and I spent the next hour or so fucking and sucking with him completely covering me from head to toe, inside and out, with his sweet, sticky cream. Randy joined me in the bathe. The doors to the bathroom and my parents bedroom are straight across from each other and open with a clear line-of-sight from their bed and the tub. Once he finished washing my body, Randy joined me in my bed.
I was awaken the next morning by Randy slipping his cock into my pussy. Mike was already at the house to take the pre-wedding set of photos consisting of Randy and in bed to me fully dressed. Mike two different sets of photos, the first set he gave me, my mom and my husband’s mom contained only the normal type wedding shots, bride and groom, bride and groom with their parents and so on. The second set was only given to my mom. This set not only included the ones of Randy fucking me at the house, there were a number of shots of me at the church with different men. One photo was with twin cousins of mine holding my dress up exposing my panties. One was with my dad holding my dress up kissing me and my panties down with my grand father tonguing my pussy. There were shots of me and a number of the men in the church including the preacher with me pantie-less. My husband nor his family were aware of of the fact that the nude photos existed or that I was still seeing my boyfriend.

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Flipping the Switch

He’s sitting there, telling me about Corey’s recent visit to the vet and I’m wondering to myself how it is that he turns the switch off and on so effortlessly. It’s almost as though he’s two different people. And it’s not a matter of when he’s been drinking or not, he can do it pretty anytime, anywhere, without any thought. “Yeah, Abbey didn’t go this time so it was a lot easier than last. Corey was a trooper with his shots,” he’s rambling and all I can think about is how I hope he’ll dick whip me later with his massive cock. For now though, I’ll keep listening and catching glimpses of his sexy eyes as we drive across the bridge in the rain. Looking at him, you wouldn’t suspect that he loves to dominate in the bedroom. But then again, looking at me, you probably wouldn’t suspect that I love the helpless, submissive feelings that run through me like a live electrical line when I’m around him.
It’s a long drive to my place due largely to short traffic and the rain but finally we get there. He’s been here before and I’m glad that he makes himself at home, immediately heading to the fridge. “Can I make you a drink?,” he asks as he pours himself a shot of vodka. “Sure, I’ll have a vodka and pomegranate,” I reply reaching around him to take a glass from the cabinet. Pressing my tits against him, I inhale his scent deeply. “Damn, he drives me wild,” I think to myself. He knows what I crave, and it’s not the drink. He turns around, pulls me into him, pressing my head to his chest. His left hand firmly grasps the back of my head, holding it against him and with his right hand he reaches for the hem of my black dress, yanking it upwards over my hips. In one swift motion he steps away from me, pushes me down so that my cheek is pressed against the kitchen counter, the chilled vodka bottle millimeters away from my nose.
“Listen carefully, I know what you want. And I can’t say that I blame you. But you have to learn that you’ll get what I want you to get, when I want you to get it. You either learn to behave yourself or you run the risk of not getting anything at all. Understand? ” At the exact moment I utter “Uh huh,” I feel the hot sting of his hand against my ass. I grasp the counter’s edge, holding on tight, knowing that he rarely stops with one hit, and that each one comes down with a greater fury than the last. I also suspect that he’s smiling behind me, knowing that I won’t dare cry out, lest the neighbors hear me. How it is that they don’t hear the deafening sound of the cracks to my ass is beyond me. Biting my bottom lips, I begin counting the spankings in my head, “two…. three…. Four…. Five, ouch that one really stung…….. six… Whoa!, Now that’s different.” He’s taken the chilled bottle and pressed it firmly against my ass to take away some of the heat from his firm spanking. “Now, what did you say you’d have to drink?” he casually asks. As he opens the fridge I pull myself together. There goes that switch. He’s done toying with me for now. He proceeds to pour himself another shot, makes me a drink, grabs a beer and before leaving the kitchen he gives me one of those sensitive, deep, wet kisses that soak my panties and confuse the hell out of me. “How the hell does it do it?” I wonder following him into the living room.
Heeding his words, I don’t push him for anything over the next few hours. Instead, I just take him. He’s relaxed, drink in hand, stereo on, feet up on the couch. He’s been talking for a while about his friend’s place which apparently, is a bit of a shithole. I’m stretched out on the sofa, facing him and he’s softly, and I suspect unconsciously, rubbing my feet and ankles while he talks. His touch is so soft, almost feathery. I try not to show any reaction to his touch but it’s difficult as any touch of his sends an electrical current shooting through my veins. And I’m secretly hoping that when I get up there’s not a stain on the sofa from my soaking pussy. The panties are absolutely no good now – hell, they were soaked when I picked him up hours ago. Lost for a moment in this thought, I don’t register his voice when he asks, “I need another drink. You want anything while I’m up?” He squeezes my ankle firmly and says “Where the hell are you? Did you even hear me talking about Greg?” I look up at him, “Of course! “
While he’s in the kitchen draining the vodka bottle, I quickly stand and give a quick glance to the sofa. “Whew! No stains, that’s good.” Hearing him rustling around in the cabinets I decide to clean up a little. In the bathroom I run a wad of toilet paper through my slit, soaking up the creamy juices that have been accumulating. One swipe won’t do it so I grab another fistful and wipe again. I’d love to take these wet panties off but I know better. He hasn’t told me I can, so I better not. I look at myself in the mirror as I flush the toilet. “When did you become such a slut? Why do you let him treat you the way he does? Correction! Why do you want him to treat you the way he does? You never liked to be told anything before. Shit, if anyone politely asked you suck their cock before you’d probably say no, just to tease them. And yet with him, you can’t get enough you dirty cocksucker.” I shake my head not having any answers and I head back out to the living room.
He’s turned off the lights and lit a few candles. I also noticed that he’s shut the vertical blinds. That’s a good sign. He’s not sitting on the sofa now. Instead, he’s positioned himself on the big velvet chair. “Get down on your knees and come over here.” I see him reaching for his zipper and I suspect he’s finally going unleash his cock. Slowly, I crawl over to him and I’m thinking he’s finally going to let me suck on his thick meat. “I don’t want to look at you, you hungry whore. Turn around! Put your elbows up on the coffee table and stick that ass high in the air for me!” I scurry into position, and again he beats my ass. The sting brings tears to my eyes. He’s a master when it comes to spankings. I’ve been playfully spanked once or twice before by other guys but he has it down to punishment as an art form. He elects not just to spank the fleshy, round curve of the ass cheek but also, just below the curve of the ass – right on that invisible line between the ass cheek and the upper thigh. That’s what hurts the most. Those are the hits that take me to the edge and make me fearful that one of these days he’s not going to listen when I cry out to him, begging him to stop, between my sobs and gasps for air.
Fortunately, this time he does hear me and he does listen. He stops, stands and sits down on the coffee table in front of me. He can see that he’s pushed me further than he has before and he can see that I’m about to break. He holds my head in his lap and he runs his fingers through my thick hair. He knows this isn’t easy for me. He knows he scares me. He knows I’m taking risks with him, with myself. He knows I’m struggling with wanting it and having it. “Oh baby, it’s okay. You know you’re just scared. You know I won’t hurt you. And most importantly, you know you want it.” He lifts my head so that I’m looking at him, staring into those intense eyes. “You’re a sexy woman. Why you have difficulty in grasping that I don’t know. But you are. And you bring this on yourself. “ He stands, unzips, drops his jeans and yanks out his cock. “Now suck it bitch.”
He grabs my hair with one hand, and wraps the other around his shaft. “Open wide and stick your tongue out.” I do as I’m told, opening wide, but he doesn’t feed it all to me. Instead, he teases me, giving me just the head, slapping it against my tongue, or striking me across the cheek with the rock hard shaft. I can see a few drops of pre-cum on the tip and I’m anxious to taste him. Despite his firm grasp on the back of my head, I manage to lick his swollen head and get that taste of what I’ve been craving. Rather than being pleased, he’s pissed and I feel his hand strike my cheek hard. This startles me but before I can even react, he’s ramming his cock down my throat. He fucks my face, first hard and fast and then slowing down a bit, guiding the shaft in and out of my hungry throat, allowing me to register my pleasure with soft moans. I try to stroke his head with my tongue but it’s near impossible, given that he likes to bury himself deep in my throat. When he finds that spot, he gives a soft moan himself and orders me, “Don’t move.” He gags me, my eyes welling up, struggling to catch my breath. He pulls out only long enough to me to gasp for air before jamming it in again and again and again.

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Double-Dong Darling

My name in Martha. I’m 43, divorced, I have two grown kids who are out on their own. I won’t go into the specifics of how and why I became a lesbian. Just a couple of years ago I got involved with a woman who teaches science and biology at a local school. One thing led to another and one night she asked me over for dinner and afterward we proceeded to get drunk and I started telling her how long it had been since I’d been fucked. I got hot and horny talking about sex and finally Carol excused herself and when she came back a few minutes later she was wearing a robe. “Martha, I can take care of your problem, if you want me to.” “How?” “With this.” She opened the robe and she was totally naked. Her breasts sagged a little but what drew my attention was the large Mulatto-colored dildo that stuck out from her brown pubic curls. I was too drunk and too horny to be repulsed or offended. Carol took my silence as assent and the robe slipped to the floor as she walked to where I sat, watching that big beauty nodding as she walked. She stood next to me, that dick just inches away from me. “Do you want it?” Carol whispered. I took that dong in my hand and kissed the soft/hard knob. Carol pushed it into my mouth and reached down and roughly started feeling my boobs through my dress. Then she pulled me to my feet, led me to her bed, removed my clothes and started loving my tits with her tongue. I laid on my back and Carol kept her mouth attached to my left nipple as she worked herself between my legs and prodded my cunt entrance with that brown dildo. Raising her head, the look on her face was one of sexual power, raw lust and command. “I’m gonna fuck you like you’ve never been fucked before,” she told me. I believed her. “Fuck me with that beautiful cock of yours, Carol. Fuck me forever. Well, she didn’t fuck me forever, of course, but she did fuck me for almost two hours and made me come several times. My husband had never fucked me to climax (he’d always shoot his load and go soft after five minutes or so) but “Nathan” (that’s what Carol called the light brown prick) never went soft. She fell asleep on top of me (we were too exhausted to move) and I slept with Nathan’s solid eight inches in my vagina. We awoke, showered, then I strapped on the engine and fucked hell out of her pussy. No, I’d never done it before but I’m a fast learner and I had Carol begging me to stop. Well, Carol eventually moved in with me and we got along great. My daughter wasn’t thrilled with my newly-realized sexual orientation, but she didn’t make a fuss. My son seemed unconcerned, but his wife was a different story. Susan was 22, had short, black hair, and start ed stopping by to chat after night school on Wednesdays. She soon confessed why. It seems she had been “involved” before she met and married my son. Her lover, she told me in confidence, had been a woman who lived next door, was married and had been fifteen years older than Susan. “”I’ve never told this to anyone,” Susan said. “I’ve wanted to tell someone, but I was afraid. I thought you might understand. ” I did and I assured her it didn’t change the way I felt about having her as my daughter-in-law, as long as she loved my son. She assured me she did and she left. Over the next several weeks, Susan told me many intimate details about her affair with the woman, and I do mean details. Even I got excited and turned on by some of her accounts. Susan even invited Carol to hear how the neighbor had deflowered Susan with a dildo, a story which had us all turned on. That’s when Susan surprised me. “Martha, would you be offended if I told you I wanted to make love with you and Carol?” I looked at Carol, not knowing what to say, completely at a loss for words. Carol was as stunned as I was and neither of us knew what to do or say or how to respond. “Oh, no,” Susan said, jumping to her feet, a look of shame and regret crossing her face. “What have I done?” I rushed to her and put my arms around her. “It’s okay, Susan,” I assured her. “I’m not angry. Flattered, surprised, but not angry.” Her firm breasts, braless and round, pressed against me as we hugged. Without speaking, without thinking, I lifted her chin and kissed her, a soft, tender kiss that quickly became heated and passionate as Susan’s tongue sought and found mine. Our hands roamed freely and our mouths tried to consume each other. It was Carol who brought us back to reality. “Hey, you two, I want in on this.” Susan and I broke our kiss and then laughed nervously. Susan and I agreed not to tell my son (her husband) and the three of us headed for the bedroom. How can I describe what it’s like making love to your daughter-in-law? Strange? Exotic? Romantic? Unusual? That and more. I felt no shame, no regret. I ate Susan’s sweet snatch and she ate mine as Carol fucked her with Nathan. Susan was a pussy eater, all right. She was almost as good as Carol. I pulled out our doubleheaded dildo, an eighteen inch latex engineering wonder. With half of it in me and the other half in Susan, we made wild, passionate love. I fucked my own daughter- in-law. Carol fucked my daughter-in-law while I ate her delicious young cunt. It excited me to no end to know that I was fucking and sucking the same luscious pussy my son fucked. (Susan told me that my son wouldn’t eat her. ‘Like father, like son,’ I guess. Susan’s pussy tasted marvelous and quite juicy and Susan was an accomplished cunt eater herself. I brought out the 18-inch double-headed dildo Carol and I had in our arsenal of sex toys and my daughter-in-law fucked each other well. In a nutshell, Carol and I are still very much in love. Susan is an added dimension in our lives. She is still very much in love with my son and it isn’t like she was cheating on him. She and I share something my son can’t offer so she isn’t denying him affection and even enjoys sex with him even more. Susan and I are closer than most in-laws, I guess. Very close. Martha, Address Withheld Sap Sucker I’m 50, female, and constantly horny. I guess I’m a nymphomaniac. I have to have something in my cunt during almost every waking moment. I usually fuck myself with huge dong before I can fall asleep and I sleep with the thing stuffed in my hole. I also have another vice, which is why I live near a college. I love to suck cock and swallow cum. It’s taken me a few years but I’m well-known in the fraternities and men’s dorms on the campus. A weekend doesn’t pass that I’m not part of some party somewhere, sucking and fucking frat boys or helping celebrate something or other by taking on a bunch of studs. I love eating the virile cum from some college boy, all fresh-tasting, thick and creamy. I especially love to give freshmen their first blowjob. I should say blowjobs because these young men are usually so excited that they come fast but stay hard for a follow-up suck. Take last weekend was a big thrill, for instance. I was invited to a party where there were about 50 guys. Oh, I have one strict rule: NO drugs of any kind. No alcohol, no cigarettes, either. Alcohol makes cum taste awful and drunks have a tough time getting it up and off. So all the guys were hard and raring to go. I was in a room with a big bed and I felt like doing it all, so I said I said I wanted the guys with the biggest dicks to prong my ass and cunt and I’d suck off the rest. Turns out the biggest prong there was a fat ten inches that belonged to a tall, skinny guy. I sat on one prick that tickled my pussy with eight inches of meat while the thin man packed my shit chute. Then I started sucking cocks, short ones, thin ones, long, fat, circumcised, uncircumcised, smooth skinned or vein-covered, white, black, Oriental, and each one offered a tasty helping of joy juice. I also hang out at the local theaters and the adult stores, but I still only mess with the young men, mainly because it’s less likely they’ll have some disease which I definitely don’t need. My liquid high-protein intake keeps my figure trim, exercise in and out of bed keeps me in shape. I love sperm so much that I even eat it fresh from a just-fucked cunt. I sometimes get called to visit Donna, a 30-year old who loves fucking almost as much as I do. She loves being eaten out after she’s been fucked and I love the special flavor of the mix of her sauce and some young stud’s spunk. Donna is a tutor for the campus jocks and has the pick of the cream(s) of the crop, so I get to eat some prime stud seed from her gash. Then Donna fucks me with a knobby fake cock she has till I get my cookies. She won’t eat me, but I don’t mind. I guess I’m a whore because I do take money for what I do. Cash. A typical party can mean several hundred bucks, plus my various other encounters brings in a sizeable income. But being the widow of an investment banker, I certainly don’t need the income. Hell, I’d do it for free. I usually give the money to anti-censorship causes, AIDS research and the like. Sex should be fun for everyone.

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My sex adventure with two girls during Navratri

“Number of abortions rise in Gujarat a couple of months after Navratri” A statement made by Gujarat state’s women & child welfare Minister comes in India’s leading newspapers during Navratri festival. The entire Gujarat was agog with celebrations all over. Why Gujarat, every part of India celebrated Navratri festival in their own way.

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Raped by my boyfriend

My name is Brittany I was raped when I was 15 by my boyfriend I trusted very much at the time!! I walked the short distance from my house to my boyfriends house on a thick hot summer day. I was supposed to be meeting him at his house to walk to our highschool a few blocks away to sign up for classes. I was about 5’2 36 d cup, long blonde hair and bright blue eyes. I was curvy but not chubby or fat by any means. I walked up to him door knocked and he answered quickly and greeted me with a soft kiss. He then locked the door behind us witch I found odd but wasn’t too worried about it. We sat on the couch and began to talk. He slowly moved over to kiss me and I kissed him back. Our tongues were moving around and discovering every inch of each others mouths. I loved kissing him. He then pulled my hair a little while we started to kiss and it hurt I jumped back and told him to calm down that, that had hurt me. He smiled a devilish smile and grabbed me by my hair as hard as he could pulling me up of the couch. I was scared very scared at this point. He then pushed back down on couch straddled on top of me and began to take my shirt off. I started to kick and scream and beg. He smacked me across the face and said, “shut up bitch all little bitches deserve this especially hot little bitches like you.” I continued to kick and hit him as hard as I could. He then made me lay on the couch and he held my arms above my head with one hand and was undoing my pants with the other. He pulled my pants down as far as he could and started to rub my pussy and started pinching my nipples as hard as he could threw my bra. I pleaded for him to stop that he was hurting me and I didn’t want to do this. He said, ” your pussy sure wants me too it’s getting all wet for me. You know you want my dick deep in you.” I tried moving he grabbed me by the throat and slammed my head on the couch. He then moved my panties to the side and rubbed his hard dick on my clit. I was having horrible mixed emotions I was scared and wanted to leave but turned on all at the same time. He put his hard cock agaisnt my opening and started to push in it felt like my pussy was splitting in two. I wasn’t a virgin but had only had sex a handful of times. I started hitting him but the whole time I am thinking how bad I might actually want this. I continued to tell him to stop as he slapped me across my face and had his had on my neck. I was starting to choke a little as she quickly and violently shoved his 8 inch cock deep in my young tight pussy. I tried to scream but no sound came out he had to much of a grip on my throat. He said,” damn baby this pussy is so tight i knew I would enjoy putting my cock in you.” He then began to release his hold on my throat and I screamed at the top of my lungs. He then quickly put his hand over my mouth and his dick was violating my pussy. My pussy was aching in pain and in pleasure. I was so confused and so scared that tears began to run down my face. My boyfriend/rapist began to laugh and said, ” bitch really your crying yet your pussy is getting wetter with each stroke.” ” fucking whore you will probably cum before I do you stupid bitch.” I tried to move his hand from my mouth to atleast defend myself with words, but he wouldn’t budge except to kiss me when and only when he shoved his cock deep enough to penetrate my womb. He fucked me as hard as he could and called me every name he could think of. He started to slow his strokes I knew he was about to cum. I didn’t want him to cum in me I wasn’t on the pill or any form of birth control. Tried to kick and hit him which only excited him more. He started speeding up which sent my pussy into orgasm after orgasm. I tried so hard not to cum I didn’t want him to have the satisfaction. But I was a teenage girl and my body betrayed me and cum so hard. As I was cuming he grabbed me by my throat and started to choke me which only made my orgasm that much more intense. My pussy started to tighten around his cock as I was cumin it must have sent him over the edge he stiffened and shoved his cock in and out of me like a dog humping a bitch in heat. He was ripping my pussy apart and loving every second of it. He pumped in me a few more time and stayed deep in my womb as he sprayed all his cum as deep as he could inside me. I laid there crying as he got off of me pulled his pants up and threw my clothes at me. He then smiled and said,” stop crying baby you know you liking that. You just didn’t know how bad you wanted it I had to
Show you who owns this pussy!!!!” I didn’t know what to say or do. He said,” that will teach you to never talk to any other guy but me.” I stood up and slowly pulled my pants up as his cum and blood from being stretched so far ran out of my sore pussy and down my legs. He smiled at this with sick delight. He then said, ” let’s walk to school.” like nothing ever happened. I just walked dried my eyes fixed my make up tried to cover any bruises and walked out the house and to the school with him like nothing had happened maybe because deep down it turned me on what had happened.

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first time with ‘Daddy’

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My horny sis 2

This is the continuation of My Horny Sis!
Anyway as i said i had just had my first orgasm from my sister and it was the best thing i had ever felt at the time. She said “Wow! Sis fuck! your so easy!” I said “What_pant_was_pant_that???????” “that was your very first orgasm!” “What?” “it is like the best part of an ice cream sundea!” “Ooooookkkaaaaayyyy” Then my brother, thinking we had been killed from all of the screaming, came in with no clothes on. He screamed, “WHAT THE FUCK IS GOIN ON IN HERE!!!!” and we tried to explain that i walked in on my sister and her friend and they were teaching me how to masturbate. then he said that if we didn’t agree to his every whim, mom and dad were going to be called home that second. So we agreed but Marcy and Holly were really pisssssssed. We went upstairs and he said, “Holly, you do 69 with Cady and i will fuck Marcy. At that point there were two things i was wondering, what were fuck and 69????? but i soon found out. My brother and marcy got on the floor and he got on top of her. he nudged his organ to her slit and slowly went in her. we all heard “POP!” as he entered about three inches into her cherry bearing pussy. She screamed in what we thought was either pain or pleasure or both. Then he picked up his pace dramatically and started hacking into her like there was no tomarrow. by that time i was only wondering what 69 was and when i found out it was a little sooner than i was comfortable with. holly then got ontop of me and put her feet at the head board, then lapped my pussy hard. she paused only to say “are you going to start??” so i said “ummmmm, sure.” i gaped at the bush over her cunt and sniffed precausiously. so i just tapped the slit with my tongue and she trembled at my touch. then, being reasured, i began to eat her so hard she came within minutes. i, on the other hand, was not being pleasured to my hight, my brother saw this and quickly pushed holly off of me. he then knelt between my legs and very wuickly began nibling and dancing and palying with my clit. i screamed in pleasure and humped my cunt against his face. then i screamed, “THAT’S RIGHT, OH OH OH OH UH UH UH UH, OMIGOD, IM CUMMMMMMMMMMIINGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” and i came all over my brother’s face.
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My First Fingering

This is a true story,please note that all names HAVE been changed except mine.
Im still not sure how old I was…or even how old he was…what I am sure is that I will remember this night for the rest of my life.
I estamate I was about 7 and he was about 16 im not sure though.I was planning to spend the night with my friend Kate. Kate and I had been friends for a long time…since I was in first grade,me now being 14 I realized that it wasnt the best choise,but i didnt know what was going to happen that night.I went over to Kate’s house as planned we played softball for a wile with her brothers Kent and Jermy.It soon got dark so we decided to go inside and watch a movie.We all did i went upstairs to go change in Kate’s room witch was next to Kent and Jermy’s i didnt think of locking the door wile i was changing i just shut it.I had got all my cloths off and Kent walked in,he just stood there looking at me,i didnt know what to do i just covered myself.He smiled and said sorry and left,at the time i didnt think anything of his smile. Later on when Kate,Jermy,Kent and I were watching a moving Kent kept looking at me,i didnt know why.I asked him why he was looking at me,he said he wasnt even though i new he was.After the movie me and Kate went to her room and got in bed,Jermy and Kent did the same in there room.Soon after i heard Jermy snoring i knew he was asleep.I saw Kent walk into Kate’s room,i was suprised at that age i didnt know what to think about Kent sleeping in the same room and me and Kate.I leaned over to her(she was on the floor i was on the bed)and asked her what he was doing,she said he sleeps in her room sometimes cas Jermy snoorz too loud.I didnt think anything of it and said ok.I soon found out it would not be ok.He got in the bed with me and under the same cover i didnt really think anything of that either just that he didnt want to sleep on the floor.Well i just layed there trying to sleep Kate was asleep and Kent was awake.I suppose Kent thought i was asleep cas he moved his hand up to my pussy and in my panties and started rubbing my pussy. I didnt know what to think…i had a HUGE crush on Kent at the time and i liked the way it felt so i let him think i was sleeping and let him do what he was doing.At first i rolled over and tried to get him to stop.Then i didnt care i liked it,it felt good.He put his other hand on my breast and caressed them, i liked the way that felt too, so i let him do it,besides what would he do if i did tell him i was awake,he was so much older than me i couldnt do anything about it and i was scared of what he might do.As you can see i had mixed feelings i didnt want him to do it with-out knowing i was awake but i didnt want to tell him i was awake cas i was afraide of what he would do,so i let him do it.He soon started rubbing faster on what i now know is my clit i didnt know that then but i do now. I loved the way it felt.Then he took the covers off me and moved his hand,i thought he was done,by then i didnt want himt to be done i didnt want him to stop.Soon i realized he wasnt done he moved his mouth to my pussy and started licking my clit, it felt so good.I just wanted to set up and say fuck me Kent fuck me, but i didn’t.He licked my clit for a wile,a long time actully. Then he put his tounge inside me, i of course liked that too,so of course i let him. I soon started feeling weird…i dont know how to explain it at that time i didnt know what it was i now know that i was getting ready to orgasm.He stoped for a second then put his hand on my pussy again,except this time he put his fingers inside me, one at first it didnt hurt it felt good,then he put another in for a total of 2 and it hurt a lil bit but not a lot.then he put another in for a total of 3 it hurt alot i moved hopeing he would take one out but he didnt he just looked to see if i was awake and he thought i wasnt so he put another in and then another till he had his hole fist in my pussy it hurt soo bad but felt good at the same time. I moved around i couldnt help it i got that weird feeling again, witch like i said befor i now know that i was about to orgasm,and i did…..ive told people befor that ive never had an orgasm but i have i had my first orgasm that night….because of Kent. After that he stoped.And then went to sleep.
After that looking back now i wonder why he never touched his dick i wonder why he didnt just fuck me then….i will never know.I am 14 now and he is 23…in prison for meth and a whole bunch of other stuff, before he went to prison he stayed the night at my house for a wile his mom and mine are good friends he needed somewere too stay,this was about a month or 2 ago…i never thought anything else about what happend between me and Kent till i saw him again…it felt weird seeing him…i know he knows i was looking at him weird..i kind wish he would have done it again…but he didnt…i will always wonder if he knows that i know he did that too me…and i will never find out…..Well thats it for now….more stories comming from me soon…

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Full Breakfast

Ann was 37 yrs of age and her fascination with rough and ready Builders had led her to take one as her Lover.Not only that but she found herself doing things that she would never dream of doing with her husband.
Harry was a tipical hairy arsed builder but he had a real dominant streak in him so much so that Ann usually did whatever he asked or ordered her to do.
In the early days of their relationship he used to strip her completely and then tie her spreadeagled to the bed and brutally fuck and fill her then leaving her tied to the bed and returning some 15/20 minutes later and giving her another hard reaming taking particular enjoyment from her protesting and moaning.
He sometimes worked at her home and being a housewife she was usually at his beck and call for whatever sexual act he needed.
Like making her walk around the house with nothing on underneath her dress so that he would come in for his break and be able to just stick his cock up her or he would make her either suck him off whilst he reamed her to an orgasm with his fingers or put over the kitchen table bring her to the edge of an orgasm withdraw and leave over the table for ten twenty or even thirty minutes before returning and finishing the job in this case Ann.
Being left over the kitchen table left her vunerable to visits from her friends or neighbours so she always insisted that the door was always locked.
One of her close neighbours had however been watching her one morning and actually so her getting a good fucking.This had turned her on so much that she told Ann to invite Harry to visit her to look at a job later that that week in return for her silence.Needless to say he did visit her and did not return to Ann’s House for around 2 hours.
When he did he stripped Ann took her into the Conservatory and proceeded to fuck the arse off her in fgull view of the neighbours house knowing full well she was watching the action.
At work one morning she received a phone call from him telling her he would pick her up the next day at 8 a.m. and to wear only her Bra and Pants underneath her long Black coat.
At 8 sharp the next morning he duly picked her up and drove her to his Builders yard where he had a workshop and a couple of upstair offices.
Inside one of the rooms was a large table and seats where they usually eat before going out on jobs.Also in the room was a smaller table a cooker and a single bed which was occassionally used if one of his building staff needed to be on site early.Harry told her to take off her coat and Bra which she duly obliged.
He then produced some lengths of rope and tied her over the smaller table leaving her Tits hanging over one end of the table and her pantie clad arse over the other.He then proceeded to fuck her mouth before spaying her face and hair with his spunk.
She was then left in a permanent state of arousal while he started to make the breakfast.
Soon voices could be heard and in came 4 Hairy arsed Builders to be greeted by the site of Ann spreadeagled and tied over the table with Spunk stains over her face and hair.
.Harry then told them that she was to be the MAIN course and with that Graham and Dave quickly stripped off to sample the goods displayed before them.
Harry then produced a pair of scissors and cut the sides of her panties causing them to fall to the floor leaving her at the mercy of a group of horny men.She told me the feeling of helplesness and humiliation was compounded by a tingling sensation throughout her body of what was going to happen next.
Dave opened her arse and plunged deep into her causing her to moan out loud but her cries were soon stopped as Graham fed his cock into her mouth. She was now being humped vigourously at both ends and Dave soon shot a full load of spunk up her.
Colin soon took Daves place and continued to shaft her while Graham was still enjoying the other end.
It did not take Colin long before he to had deposited another load of spunk into her.Graham at last began to grunt and quickly pulled out and sprayed his full load all over her face.
Harry had been a spectator throughout and he still made no move as Carl moved in for his turn.
She was now going to be fucked for a third time from the rear but this time no one was going to shut her up so her moaning could now be heard and watched by these builders as she received her fourth deposit of spunk.It was now left to Harry to untie and escort her over to the bed where she was again tied up this time spreadeagled on the bed.
He produced a Vibrator and told the watching audience that as well as vibrating her he was going to Tit fuck her so that they could all watch her come and complete her humiliation.
As the vibrator did its job and sent her to a climax Harry showered her with more Spunk over her face once more.
Her humiliation was not quite complete as the Builders then one by one began to fuck her and withdrew before climaxing over what was now a sticky face.
Her ordeal over she was dropped off thankfully back at her front door but not before being reminded by Harry that he did have another date for her to keep in the near future.

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mom last vist

My last telling of the exploits between mom and I was the story of how it all started when I was about 14. Now this story happened many years later. I’m now 40 yrs old, married, and have three pre-teen kids. Mom and dad retired early and moved from Southern California to Arizona. Mom is 56 and dad a year older. My mother is only 16 yrs older than I am.
The kids were almost hysterical with joy when they heard grandpa and grandma would be here this Friday and staying with us for a couple of weeks. My wife knows I love my mom very much, and probably more than most sons, (but she’s not aware of the physical love of course;) so she insisted that they stay with us at our home, and not at some cheap local hotel. I tried to keep calm and agreed with her logic. I didn’t want to seem overly anxious and excited. But I was! I was so damm horny with just the IDEA that my mom, my dream fuck, the female I lost my virginity to, would again be in the same house with me, and for two whole weeks!
Oh I had plans to make!!
Now moms not a spring chicken any more, but she still could turn a few heads. She definatly doesn’t look her age. My wife often compares her to a good-looking 40 yr old.
She’s added a few pounds and I did see a few varicose veins in her lower legs, but that’s ok. I think most guys would jump at the chance if they could actually fuck their own mother. It’s just too bad I have to do it without her consent. I don’t think that the “get her drunk” ploy would work like it did for me when I was a kid. Come on, how many 56 yr old grandmothers do you know that will get “pass out drunk” with her son and grandkids around? Not many I’ll bet.
So how do I get my own mother unconscious so I can do what I want with her? Simple, drugs of course. What other choice did I have.
I work in a hospital, so getting pills wouldn’t be a problem. I would give each patient just one of their two or three sleeping pills, and keep the rest for myself. Two or three patients a night for a week, and I’d have more than enough for a few nights of fun with mommy!
The Plan:
I knew I had to get everyone out of the house early so I could have the whole day with mom. At her age and the distance between our homes, I don’t know if I’d ever have this opportunity again. I borrowed a camera from a co-worker to record our session since I knew my wife would probably take ours to wherever they went for the day. I really wanted this to be a day I’d always remember.
The kids and I had previously discussed places we could all go when grandpa and grandma arrived. Of course I suggested long outings, such as an amusement park, or a trip to the mountains.
When my parents arrived, and during dinner I asked where we wanted to go the next day. My kids were ready with the suggestions. Two wanted the beach, and the youngest wanted Disneyland. Either one was fine with me, both were all day events. (More mom time for me!) Anyway my mom and dad just laughed and told my kids to calm down, that they could do both places the same day! We could all spend the day at Disneyland, and then towards evening, we would all relax and watch the sunset at the beach. I couldn’t believe my ears! This was more than I could have hoped for! All day and into the evening with my drugged out, naked mother? I could fuck her, take a break, fuck her some more, have lunch and then do her again! Oh hell, I could just skip dinner and slow fuck my mother all during the evening dinner hours. I was so nervous I didn’t hear my wife object to the idea. She was saying it was not right to keep grandma and grandpa going all day long. Shit. Quick, think of something, but my dad beat me too it. He firmly set her straight, saying they WANTED to go to both places, that they missed the beach, and the last time they were at Disneyland, was probably when they took me as a child! And they also wanted to spend as much time as they could with their grandkids. My mom then leaned over, hugged me, and said “And also with my little boy!” The kids laughed at me, and my wife gave me a sweet smile. I just hugged mom back and smiled, but in my mind I was thinking that if she only knew what her little boy had planned for her! I’ll be doing a lot more than just hugging her real soon. And I was getting another hard on just thinking about it!
The Day:
Saturday came and I made sure I was up when I heard my mom moving around the house. I beat her to the kitchen and told her to go get herself and dad ready, and that I’ll make the coffee. She smiled, kissed me on the cheek and went back upstairs. It took all my will power to not whip my cock out and cum all over the kitchen floor as I watched her walk away. There will be time….
The kids came running downstairs next and were so hyper to get going. My wife soon followed and I poured her some coffee. Mom and dad came down last, and while my wife was making a quick breakfast for everyone, I poured mom and dad their coffee. Of course moms cup got a little extra put into it. (I poured the contents of the sleeping pill capsules I brought from work into her cup.) A little sweetened coffee creamer hid whatever taste they may have had. I was so jittery and nervous I could barely eat my breakfast, or even look at my mother without my hands shaking. The kids were so excited to go they kept interrupting, telling us to hurry up and eat. “We gotta go and beat the traffic!” they kept saying. But I kept stalling as much as I could. I needed for mom to start showing some signs before I could suggest she stay home and rest. And sure enough, about 20 or 30 min later mom gave a huge yawn and said she suddenly didn’t feel very well, and that she was so tired all of a sudden. I mentioned how maybe it was just a little jet lag, since we were all up late the night before. My mom tried to stand up and was a bit unsteady, so my dad and wife helped her over to living room couch to sit. My wife said that she didn’t look very well and maybe we should cancel the outing and stay home. The kids started to object, and I was also about to come up with something to make sure they go, when my mom, in her most strict voice said “No! the kids are so excited about going, so Hon, (she was talking to my dad), you take them and have fun, I think I’ll just stay here and rest. We have the rest of the week for me to go somewhere with everyone.” I was just about to open my mouth when my wife whispered that one of us should stay with her. I calmly said it really should be me, and after a few polite protests from my mother, it was agreed I would stay.
The plan was working perfectly so far!
Mom kept yawning, so I hurried the group out the door before my mother passed out and scared everyone. After the goodbye hugs and kisses, the whole family was driving away down the block for an entire day out of the house. I could feel a nervous hard on growing in my pants just watching them drive away from my front porch. When I came back to the living room, mom was still awake but was doing some very heavy nodding. I quickly came to her side and asked if she was ok. Mom really strained to look me in the eye and said she was really tired, and maybe she should go lie down for awhile. I told her that was a good idea and I would help her to her room upstairs. She said no, she’ll just lay here on the couch and watch TV if I didn’t mind. Not at all I told her, you just rest and I’ll be back with a pillow and a blanket. Mom smiled and told me how proud she is of me, and that she brags to her friends how good I treat her. She then lay back and closed her eyes. Little did her friends know just HOW I treat my mother. I switched the TV to what I felt was a slow boring documentary, and mom was soon snoring quietly. I knew mom was totally out so I didn’t worry about her waking up. I walked right over to her, kneeled down in front of the couch facing her and began unbuttoning her blouse. I opened it up as much as I could and saw them. The breasts I’ve missed and dreamt about for so long. In her younger days, these C cups probably stood proud. Don’t get me wrong, I still drool when I see them, but they do kind of hang to each side. I reached into mom’s bra cups and squeezed and played with each one. It was so great. They’re more than a handful, and so soft. I just squeezed and bounced them. I twisted and pulled at her nipples. I pulled her bra down so that I could easily suck on each nipple. And oh did I suck… I pulled with my teeth, I licked around and around each areola. I lifted each breast up and licked and kissed under each one. I basically gave each of my mother’s tits a complete tongue bath. Oh it was heaven!
My cock was so hard, and I was leaking so much pre-cum. I looked down and saw the stain on my pants. I just chuckled and thought I might as well get out of my clothes now. I remember a time when my cock would point almost straight up when I was younger. But now it points forward. But who cares. It was hard and still a good 7 inches. (Yeah, I’m honest. I’m not going to say I’m a 12 incher like most stories you read!)
I straddled mom’s chest and lay my dick between her tits. I then squeezed them together and had a good old titty fuck for about five min or so. It looked so hot seeing the tip of my cock poking mom on the chin or sometimes reaching her lips. I stroked and stroked and felt it coming. My first orgasm of the day with my mother was soon here, and my wife and family were probably just getting onto the freeway! I was cuming! I did not want to make it last, I wanted to cum as soon as possible! I had hours left with my mother. I felt the build up, and as I squeezed each breast I let it fly! I normally just drip when I cum, but this one was just like old times! It just shot out of me and landed right on moms nose and forehead! I sat there on mom’s chest for a few seconds trying to catch my breath. I then scooped up some of the cum from moms face with my finger and put it in her mouth. She looked so erotic laying there with semen on her face and tongue. I tilted her head back and watched it slid back, and sure enough, she swallowed. My mother just swallowed her sons cum! That’s one opening down, two more to go. I just couldn’t get the grin off my face!
It was time to get mom undressed. I sat her up and took off her blouse and bra. I just dropped her back onto the sofa and soon her shoes, socks, pants and panties were piled neatly on the floor. Yeah, mom still wore those full cut white panties from the 50’s or 60’s. And her pussy, oh man, just like I remember it, a big curly mound of black hair. But when I got my face right down into it, I did find quite a few white hairs in the mix. Maybe I just wanted it to look like it did when I first saw it when I was 14. But you know what, it still tasted the same! I licked her pussy up and down, tasting the tanginess. I slurped and stuck my tongue as far into moms pussy hole as I could. I wiggled it round and swallowed whatever I could from her. I even swallowed one of mom’s pubic hairs!
I knelt on the floor with one of mom’s legs over my shoulders, and licked and chewed and sucked, and basically rubbed my face all into my mothers wet hairy pussy! What would dad think if he knew what I was doing to his wife right now! I finally came up for air, wet face and all and sat on the couch with mom’s legs on my lap. I went straight for her cunt and slid three fingers right in and was working on the fourth, when I looked up and realized the living room drapes were open. The couch was facing away from the window so mom couldn’t be seen since she was laying down. But there was the Rodriguez family from across the street playing in their front yard. Lily, the wife just happened to look my way, smiled and waved at me. I kept finger fucking my mother with one hand and waved to Lily with the other. If she only knew what I was doing. I waited until they were not looking my way, went over and pulled the drapes closed. What to do now…Oh hell with it, I came back to mom and grabbed her from behind her knees and just lifted her so that only her neck and upper back were on the couch. I could never have done this when I was 14! And I wondered if my dad ever put mom in this position? Yeah, I still masturbate to many fantasies of what my dad does to mom. I lowered mom’s legs down on each side of me and scooted in so that the tip of my dick was right at her entrance. It was time for a picture, click. Actually I took close to 60 pics that day. I made sure no faces were showing, but “I” knew who the parts belonged to. I even posted some of these pictures on the net. My wife has no idea how to access the internet, much less my mother. But again, “I” get off knowing that many have seen my dick against my own mother’s pussy, and I’ve always wondered if maybe someone recognizes my bedroom background….
Anyway, I rubbed my cock up and down her slit, and dribbled some of my saliva on my dick since mom wasn’t as slick down there like she used to be. Up and down… up and down.. while slowly inching it in little by little. Ah…. So warm, so erotic.. I just wanted to scream “Yeah! I’m actually fucking my own mother! AGAIN!” but I knew I couldn’t, Lily and her kids were still outside! Hahahaha . It’s been so long since I’ve been in my mom like this. I thought for sure it would never happen again, and that all I’d have were those memories, but here I am, and with a quick push, I slide my cock all the way into my mother. I took a few slow strokes just to warm up, but soon I was pumping in and out of mom fast and deep that I’m sure my wife would have been jealous that she never got it so fast and so deep! I’ll bet my back will be sore tomorrow, but so what, it’ll be worth it. There I was, pumping back and forth into mommy’s 56 yr old cunt. I just kept at it for about 10 min in the good old missionary position. Mom would cough or snort every now and then, but I knew she was out. I used just the right amount of pills. I’d thrust hard into her and watch her tits jiggle and then see her head bump the couch arm rest. She would be mine to bend, lift, flip, kiss, and fuck anyway I wanted for the next six to eight hours. And then it came, or actually “I” came. It felt like my balls were going to burst. I felt spasm after spasm shoot out of me and into my mothers womb. I like to think I was flooding into her the same way my dad did 40 yrs ago to conceive me. I finally stopped to catch my breath and my cock just sort of plopped out of mom. I sat back on my heels and stared at my mothers freshly fucked pussy. It was all wet and matted, and her labias looked kind of pinkish red. They probably had not had this much action in quite awhile! Once I regained my composure I set the camera to take some more pictures. Who knew if, or when I’d get this chance again. The camera was set to take 20 pictures, 1 every 15 seconds. I got one of me and mom sitting naked with her hand around my cock, one with her leaning into my lap with my cock in her mouth. I also got a few of her in other positions, such as on her back with both legs in the air. My favorite was her laying over the arm rest with me standing and fucking her from behind. Darn, I wish I had made a video instead of a photo for that one. These pictures have been posted in various newsgroups many times, and under many different names.
Anyway. My back and knees were getting a bit cramped so I figured it was time to carry mom upstairs to my bed where we’d be a lot more comfortable.
It took awhile but I got my mom upstairs and onto the bed my wife and I have shared for many years. Now what do I do next? Here was my mother totally drugged out, and naked with her legs spread eagle. Silly question huh? She was going to get fucked again!! I’ve already cum in moms mouth and also in her pussy, so she only had one hole left for me to visit! But for this one, I really wanted a permanent recording. It took awhile but I got moms rear end propped up high with some pillows, and then set up the video camera equipment. Here we go! Lights, camera, action!! I slowly pulled my mothers butt cheeks apart and there it was! Her beautiful pinkish/brown asshole! Its funny, but I remember exactly what it looked like when I first saw it back when I was 14. This time I was going to stretch it open with my cock, not just look at it. Who cares if she feels sore tomorrow. I’m her baby, and “I wanna fuck my mommys asshole!” hahahaha. This was my lifetime dream come true. I was hard and ready. I squirted a lot of KY lube onto moms butt hole and rubbed it all around. I stuck my thumb in her and then pushed in a finger. I pushed and pulled in and out in an effort to loosen up mom’s butt hole. I don’t know if it helped, but when I put my KY loaded cock at the entrance, it gave a little resistance, but then it just sort of popped itself in! Almost like her asshole wanted my cock and sucked me right in! Her asshole ring was tight. I could feel it squeezing the base of my cock, so I thought I’d better get to work and loosen up that asshole on my mom. If I was going to be a mother fucker, I wanted to do it right. I first started with short in and out thrusts. I made sure I didn’t come out. Two or three inches each way. Faster and faster I went, and it was feeling better all the time! Mom’s hole must be loosening up. In and out my cock went, back and forth. I was holding on for dear life to her hips. Well actually, her “love handles” would be a better word. Mom has put on a few pounds, but what 56 yr old grandmother hasn’t? It just made a softer cushion for me to bang into each time I pushed forward. I wanted this session to last. I stroked fast until I knew the feeling was coming, and then I’d slow to long steady strokes for the feeling to subside. During one of the fast times, moms pillows stared to come loose and she fell to her side with one leg bent up. This was great, this is one of wife’s favorite positions! Who knew that I’d do the same position, in the same bed, to my two favorite females just days apart. I went for it! I pounded my mother’s ass harder and harder, faster and faster, until I was feeling lightheaded. I couldn’t hold out any longer. I filled my mom with more cum! More and more seemed to just pour from me. I collapsed forward onto her and grabbed a tit with one hand on the way down. I just lay there enjoying the feeling of my heart racing and my cock pulsing. After a few minutes of this, I caught my breath while my cock slowly softened and plopped out of mom’s butt hole. I then just rolled over onto my back, put both hands behind my head and grinned.
Yup this was an awesome day! Well worth the waiting and planning.
I did it! I have taken all three of my own mother’s holes, and all were left with her sons cum in them! I could now die a happy man.
Don’t get me wrong, my wife is a very good looking women, and I could not ask for a better wife and mother for my kids. But there is just something a little more “erotic and stimulating” about fucking your own mother. You really should try it. (If you’re male of course.) I honestly believe most sons would fuck, (or make love to), their own mother if they ever had the chance. (I’d love to hear your story about what you’ve done, or would like to do to your mother if you could!)
It was getting to be close to noon, so I got up, went downstairs naked, and had a quick sandwich with a beer. Mom wasn’t going anywhere, and I still had many hours left before the family got back. After an hour or so, I was refreshed and could “go again.” Hey, I’m not a teenager anymore. I went upstairs and crawled onto the bed and up between mom’s legs, and just lay on top of her. Mom seemed so small now. I guess all sons grow taller than their mothers eventually. But still, this was my mother. And here she was naked under me, with her tits hanging off to each side. I spread her legs open a bit with my knees and just did the old “pelvic grind” on her. Oh man, what a feeling! My naked hard dick rubbing against my mothers pussy hair! I had to slid it back in once again and just lay on top and hug her. I’m so jealous of my dad. He has this next to him every night! I wonder if he still fucks her? She sure deserves it. And if he doesn’t, I sure would volunteer anytime! Its just too bad she would never let me, and they will never know how I’ve used her so many times during her lifetime.
I just looked down and slowly slid my dick back and forth in my mother. My cock looked harder and more bloated than I can ever remember seeing it. I’ve done this same thing to my wife, in this very spot on our bed, but my cock was never this stimulated. I then sat back on my heels to look at the prize before me. While slowly rubbing my dick with my right hand, I reached out to caress moms left thigh and hip. Oh fuck… if she only knew what her little boy was doing to her while she was supposedly safe and resting in her son’s home!
I then pulled and played with some of mom’s longer pubic hairs. I guess she’s not the type to trim or shave THAT part of her body. But I had the time so I got out of bed and returned from the bathroom with a pair of my wife’s little trimming scissors. I trimmed a few of the longer curly ones off my mom for a souvenir. I put them in my wallet for safe keeping.
I loved the feeling I got when a few days later, we’re all out at a fancy restaurant with my folks. Mom’s just chatting away about something or other. I pulled my wallet out in a pretence of looking for a credit card, but what I really did was twist and play with mom’s pubic hair while looking at her smile back at me. Talk about palpitations and nerves! I excused myself to the restroom for a quickie jack off. It only took 4 or 5 strokes and my cum was in the restaurants toilet. Call me crazy, but it was awesome. I then pulled one of the hairs from my wallet and put it in my mouth to play with while looking at my mom continue with her laughing and talking to my wife and dad.
That was a good dinner outing to remember.
Yeah, it was a great week for me. I didn’t do mom again while they visited. The next day she just sat around the house saying how every part of her body was sore, and I’m sure my dad would have taken her to see a doctor if she tried to sleep another day away. Besides, I had my pictures and videos of her performance with me.
My kids also had a great time with grandma, but just not as great as their dad did!

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A Night with Tina

This is the true story of my second strangling of a young woman. The only difference between Nicole and Tina is that this wasn’t a rape/murder. There have been five women/girls to date that I have snuffed and I am currently talking to a sixth one. I don’t know yet whether she will make it or not but I will let you know. In the mean time here is the story of my encounter with Tina.
A few months after I strangled Nicole on that cool fall evening, the urges began to get strong again. Since Nicole, I was involved in two short-term relationships with women that I knew from my past and both had gone badly. I did not kill either of them because too many people knew us and the golden rule of murder is to never ever kill anyone you know or who knows you.
I began chatting on IRC again shortly after the second relationship ended and within a few days I was chatting with a 28 year old woman who was living with a couple of friends, but wasn’t happy and she lived in a town which was a few hours away. She sent me her picture and she wasn’t bad looking. Not great, but better than respectable. When I chat on IRC I always spoof my IP address by using a script called “Showdown”. This prevents anyone from finding out where you really are or who you are. Anyways, after about a week I finally talked her out of her phone number and I called her up. As with Nicole, I used *67 call block to make sure that my number didn’t register with her caller ID if she had it. She sounded pleasant enough and I really wanted to go meet her but when I finally broached the subject she said that she wanted to come to my place for a few days. Well this wasn’t the way I liked it but hell, I was pretty hard up and even if I couldn’t kill her I could at least have a lot of fun with her and after I was done she could leave if she didn’t like it. We talked for an hour or so that night and finally I eased her into the subject of sex. She responded positively and said that she was open to new ideas, which made me smile, but I was really surprised that she didn’t balk when I told her that I really got off on having sex with a woman who was tied up. In fact, she said that she had done that on other occasions and kind of liked it, too. Of course I didn’t mention the fact that once she was tied up I planned on choking her because I didn’t want to scare her off. We made plans for her to come to my place the next evening. I gave her specific directions on how to get to my town and told her to call me when she got here and I would get her the rest of the way. I had absolutely no intention of killing Tina because she lived with friends and I assumed that she would tell them where she was going so if she came up missing then the cops would be at my door. I was only going to have my fun with her and send her on her way.
The next evening around 9:30 P.M. my phone rang. It was her. She was in town and when she told me her location I realized she was only a block or so away. I gave her directions to my apartment. 10 minutes later there was a knock at the door. I opened it and there she was. Damn she looked good. She was 5’4’’ and even though she weighed around 140 pounds, it seemed to be distributed right. Especially in her 32C tits. She had short dark hair and green eyes and was wearing shorts, a t-shirt and sandals. I invited her in and as soon as she walked through my door I shut and locked it and then took her into my arms for an introductory hug that quickly escalated into a hot, hard kiss. My hands moved all over her body and quickly worked their way up her shirt to her firm round tits. She didn’t even try to resist as I worked under her bra and began feeling her nipples. Man, were they nice and hard. This went on for a few minutes and then we came up for air. I made us a drink and we sat on the sofa and talked. The first thing I did was ask her if she wanted to call her friends to let them know that she had arrived safely but to my total shock and surprise she replied that she never told them that she was going anywhere. In fact, she had packed her bag that morning and left straight from work. I questioned her a bit about this but according to her she and her friends weren’t really close and she didn’t think that she should have to tell them what she was doing or where she was going. She also told me that she was over three months behind on her car note and they were trying to repo it. At least her car was safe here, she said. We talked on and finally I was convinced that this woman was alone in my apartment and absolutely nobody knew where she was or who she was with. My plans were starting to change.
We talked for a while longer and had a few more drinks. I could tell that she was really starting to loosen up when she laid her head down in my lap and kicked her feet up just like she was at home. As we continued talking my hands found their way down her shirt again and this time she arched her back for me as I gently pinched her nipples. I was ready. I sat her up and again began kissing her, but this time as my hands roamed freely under her shirt I worked them to the back and removed her bra. There was no resistance. After her titty bag was completely removed I tossed it on the floor and lifted her shirt over her head and off. It accompanied the bra on the floor. I sat back and admired her tits for a moment before my mouth found her nipples and began sucking them hungrily. She was really getting into it; moaning, arching her back and pushing my head to her tits. I stopped for only a second to remove my own shirt and then went back to her body. As my mouth explored her nipples I worked my hands to her shorts, undid them and slid my right hand inside. Again no resistance. My fingers went past her mound of pubic hair and found their way to her pussy lips. This bitch was hot and wet and I immediately began rubbing her clit, which only made her moan louder. She didn’t waste any time and helped herself out of her shorts and panties and before I knew it, this little tramp was completely naked on my couch. Well I couldn’t have her naked alone so I stood up and finished getting undressed myself. When I was done I was standing naked in front of her with my 8-inch cock standing out stiff as a board. She took it in her hands and guided it right to her mouth. This woman was a freak. She sucked me hard and long, taking me deep into her mouth, but not deep enough. I worked myself back to the couch, sat down and guided her to her knees in front of me. I put both hands on the back of her head and began pushing my cock deeper into her throat. The third time I pushed she gagged but didn’t complain so I did it again. Longer. Still no complaints. Finally after about a half hour of my dick going down her throat I was ready to cum but I didn’t want to do it just yet. I was saving it all for one big blow. I stood up and taking her by the hand, I led her to my bedroom and my queen size waterbed. She started to lie down but I pulled her to her feet and asked her if she was still interested in letting me tie her up. I really didn’t care if she let me or not. It was going to happen one way or the other but she gave me a coy smile and said, “sure, you aren’t going to hurt me are you?” Of course I told her no. I made her turn around with her back facing me and I took three tie straps out of the drawer next to my bed. Now these are the type of straps that you buy at a hardware store to secure wire or small pipes together. They are about 10 inches long and less than an inch wide but once they are secured to something they can’t come loose unless they are cut off. I secured one around each of her wrists just tight enough that she couldn’t slip out of them but loose enough that they wouldn’t be uncomfortable. I then took the third one and looped it between the two on her wrists and pulled it as tightly as I could. Now she was totally secure with absolutely no way of getting loose. She asked me what I had tied her up with and when I told her she said that she had never had somebody do that to her and called me a “kinky boy”. Little did she know. I turned her around and began kissing her again as I slowly lowered her down onto the bed and then onto her back. I helped her get straight on the bed with her head on a pillow and then I climbed on top of her. I asked her if her arms were OK and she said that they were fine. I really didn’t care but I thought that it was nice to ask. She spread her short little legs and I positioned my cock to her pussy. My left hand was playing with her tits again as my right hand guided my cock slowly into her. She was tight. Not tight like Nicole had been, but it was good. Unlike Nicole, She was very wet and my cock slid down into her. I quickly fell into a rhythm and as I pumped her pussy she began moving her hips to my beat. This girl knew how to fuck. Too bad tonight was going to be her last performance. I continued playing with her tits for a few minutes and then slowly moved them upwards to her head and face area. We were kissing hard and as I moved them from her head to her shoulders and then to her throat she seemed totally unconcerned. My heart was beating hard as I realized that I was about to strangle this bitch. I knew that like Nicole, once I started there could be no stopping. She was still oblivious as my hands wrapped around her neck and slowly started to choke off her air. At first she didn’t say anything but as I gradually squeezed harder she said “baby, your hands”. I totally ignored her and continued to ever so slowly tighten my grip. A few seconds later she gasped out, “Hey stop, I can’t breathe”. Again I just ignored her and kept on squeezing. Finally she started kicking her legs out and I could barely hear her when she wheezed, “Fucking stop, you’re hurting me”. Well that was it, time to go all the way. I clamped down as tight as I could with my thumbs pressing hard into the base of her neck, cutting off all of her air. She tried to gasp and wheeze for a few more seconds but that stopped quickly and the only sound that I heard was a rattling noise coming from down in her chest. She was still very conscious however and was kicking her legs, even though she really couldn’t hurt me and she was squirming with all of her might to get out from under me but it was useless. I watched her face as it went from beet-red to a darker red and as it began to turn purple her tongue pushed out of her mouth and her eyes began to bulge. I continued strangling her as hard as I could and as her face began turning a gray ash color her eyes, which were half open, began turning red from the blood vessels that had burst. Shortly after I noticed her eyes, her struggles weakened considerably. Instead of kicking she now was just convulsing uncontrollably and she had no strength at all to try to squirm out from under me any longer. It was almost over. Finally her legs fell to the bed and the only movements after that was an occasional twitch of her leg or arm. When I looked back into her nearly dead eyes something there just overwhelmed me and I came inside of her dying cunt. Oh did I ever cum. When I was finally spent I thought that I was going to pass out. It felt that good. I knew that at this point it was all but over so I pressed my thumbs with all of my might into the base of her neck and snapped her hyoid bone, effectively killing her. I continued squeezing for several more minutes and then let go and collapsed on top of her. I was exhausted and my arms and hands were completely worn out but I had to do something with the body and quick.
As I got off of her I realized that I had made what could have been a fatal error. I hadn’t used a condom. As with Nicole I went to the bathroom and filled my tub up with extremely hot, scalding water and added lots of soap and bleach. Next I went back to the bedroom and cut her restraints loose. Her arms just hung at her sides as I carried her to the bathroom and slid her into the hot water face down. She didn’t cry or anything. While she was soaking in my tub I found her purse and went through it. There was $70.00 in cash, her ID, keys and some credit cards. I pocketed the cash and her keys and then put everything else, including all of her clothing into a trash sack. Next, I took all of the linen from my bed and put it in the washing machine. I then went back to Tina and began bathing her. I took a washrag and washed out her dead pussy as well as I possibly could and then scrubbed down every inch of her body twice. I emptied the tub and then positioned her body so that the showerhead ran scalding hot water over her pussy. While she was finishing up I tried to figure out how I was going to get rid of her body. I lived upstairs so it would be a major risk to carry her down stairs without someone seeing me. I racked my brains for nearly an hour before I came up with the perfect plan.
I went into my closet and got my old Army duffel bag. If you have ever been in the service then you know just how much shit you can pack into one of those things. Well I went and got Tina out of the tub and carried her to the living room where I sat her down on the floor. Next, I went to my kitchen and got two more trash sacks and a roll of duct tape out of the cabinet. I covered her upper body with one sack and her lower body with the other and connected them with the duct tape. Simple. Or so I thought. Next I went to put her in the duffel bag and that’s when the problem happened. Her damn legs wouldn’t bend and I couldn’t get her all of the way down in it. She was short enough to fit but she was getting stiff. I pulled her out and taking a baseball bat I broke both of her legs in three places. The shin, the knee and the upper leg. Then I re-fastened the bags around her and this time she fit easily into the duffel bag without a problem. Finally I went to get dressed and then carried the sack with her clothes and stuff in it down to her car and put it in the trunk. Now for the hard part. I went back upstairs and putting my arms through the shoulder straps of my duffel bag, I slowly picked her up. She was a lot heavier than I had expected but that was because I was carrying dead weight. I was afraid that the straps might break but Uncle Sam makes pretty sturdy stuff and I made it downstairs without any problems. I got to her trunk, looked around to make sure nobody was outside at 2:30 in the morning and then slid the bag off of my shoulders and into the trunk of her car. Whew! That was fun. I went back upstairs and got a pair of gloves and put them on. I then locked up and went back down to her car, got in and drove away. I had no idea where I was going at first so I just drove. I had driven about two hours when I came to a very secluded part of the countryside with some old dirt roads. I took one of them and before long I was way back in the middle of nowhere. I stopped the car, got out and went to the trunk to get her body. I carried her in the duffel bag for at least a half of a mile into the woods where I decided to dump her. There was no way that someone would find her out here anytime soon. I was miles from any civilization. I pulled her out of the duffel bag, removed the trash sacks and dumped her strangled, dead body down into what looked like a ravine or something. I walked back to her car and drove away. Once back on the highway I realized that I had a second problem. Her car. I drove around awhile longer when it dawned on me that she had said that the repo company was looking for her car. Perfect. After burning the bag of clothes and her purse and stuff I drove back to my town and went to an all night Super Wal-mart near my house and walked home. The next morning I got up and called the car company anonymously and told them that a car that they were looking for was parked at the Wal-mart if they wanted to come get it. I then went back to sleep and slept the rest of the day.
I watched the news and read the papers for a couple of weeks from Tina’s hometown but nobody ever reported her missing. Too bad. About 6 months passed until her body, or what was left of it, was found. It seems a hunter’s dog had brought back a hand and the hunter called the cops. They searched and eventually found what was left of Tina’s body but according to the TV news reports there was too much decomposition to even tell if it was a man or woman or how they died. Basically, the elements had stolen any evidence. I had done it again.

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