Fantasy

Fantasy

Courting A Vampire 4

By: StormHerald
Chapter 4
The train ride to the country side was long, longer than I would have
expected, I ignored what country we were in and instead slept, being
told by my aunt that I would have little opportunity to do so once I had
arrived. Eventually, we did arrive and a long black limo waited for us at
the train station. My aunt had made sure I looked fresh and
appropriately vampire like, dressed in a very form fitting antique, black
lace dress. It covered every inch of skin from the tops of my hands to
the tops of my feet, and all the way to my jaw line.
I pulled at it for a moment before my aunt gave me a dark look and I
put my hands in my lap and waited nervously. She leaned to the side
and whispered in my ear, “We are the last to arrive, I wanted you to be
noticed, and you shall be. I want you walking in like you are a princess,
because you are, got it?”
I nodded nervous and my aunt nudged me again, “You can’t appear
weak, you will already be considered the weakest one just by being a
human Lilly. I want you to walk in there and act like there isn’t a damn
person there worth your time.”
I swallowed nervously and my aunt smiled, “You already had something
to eat before you arrived, and the courting ceremony commences at
sun set.”
“So how many hours exactly?”
“Oh enough time for you to greet who I introduce you to, and you are
to refuse to even look at anyone I do not introduce you too, especially
the three little vampy girls that will probably be more than excited to
get in an initial intimidation. Also, no eating or drinking anything I do
not give you myself, understand?”
I nodded, “I don’t imagine they are going to have anything Lilly friendly
there?”
My aunt nodded as the limo stopped. She pulled a few of my curls out
of the loose up do I had. She checked the diamond encrusted combs
and barrettes and then straightening me out, she stepped out flipping
open her umbrella and then reached down and held her hand out for
me. I grabbed it and got out of the car buttoning up the long jacket as
the cold wind hit. My aunt smiled and guided me to the castle.
We entered loudly announced and my aunt took her time closing her
umbrella and handing the umbrella and her very stylish hat to the
butler. I took my time unbuttoning my jacket and allowed him to help
me out of it, his obvious surprise at the jacket evident on his face. My
aunt laughed, “Not all of us are lucky enough to be able to sport such
accessories.”
I turned away from the man batting at a soft curl that kept tickling my
cheek and followed my Aunt into the ball room. The music and the
dancing and laughing all stopped as hundreds of vampire eyes turned
to stare at me. My Aunt straightened her back reminding me to do the
same and I looked straight ahead only looking at my aunt. The vampires
parted around us as my aunt walked straight to a familiar looking
group.
They smiled when they saw me and I was introduced to my mother’s
small group of relatives. I greeted the group of four seeing them
assessing everything about me and then looking behind my shoulder
with worry. My aunt started speaking heatedly to my cousin in what
sounded like French and I felt a tap on my shoulder.
I straightened and turned slightly to look into a pair of large black eyes,
sitting among a cloud of cold white hair, behind her stood the other
two betrothed. Desmond smirked cruelly at me, “So the little human
arrives.”
I felt everyone freeze that was within hearing distance and I looked at
the three before rolling my eyes and turning back around stepping to
my silently staring aunt and pretending to whisper into her hear. A
huge smile broke across her face and she stepped around me to handle
the three girls. I greeted the cousin she was speaking to, thanking her
for being there. The vampire seemed genuinely flabbergasted at my
thanks and said that she would never leave a member of the family to
fend for themselves, especially one as precious as me.
I felt my Aunt grab my hand and I dipped my head and thanked them
before turning away and looking straight ahead ignoring the glaring
vampire girls as my aunt slowly rotated me around the room.
Eventually we reached a very old vampire woman who spoke very
loudly to my aunt and then turned to me and gasped in shock.
“My dear whatever is happening on top of your head?”
My aunt began to explain who I was and that my hair was natural
causing the old vampire to lean forward and capture a loose curl, “How
odd, but rather lovely isn’t she Isadora?”
My aunt nodded and smiled, “She is rare.”
The old vampire laughed, “Oh Isadora, the game is afoot, is that the
angle you are going for? My little Desmond is still in the lead I think.”
My aunt laughed, “How in the lead Margarette?”
“She already has quite the relationship with the Prince, it almost seems
like this whole courting ceremony is nothing but a farce.”
My aunts eyes got sharp but her smile never wavered, “Oh well, we
shall see, I have faith in my little blue diamond.”
And with that my aunt turned and strode away, with me quickly on her
heels. She whispered to a butler and we were escorted through the
ballroom and out the doors. My aunt was walking quickly with sharp
steps and I was close behind her until I tripped and knocked over a
vase. I stopped and looked around for help and knelt down and picked
up the bigger pieces and put them back on the pedestal. When I
finished I looked around and realized my aunt was gone and I was
completely alone. It took a moment before I took off down the hall I
think my aunt went down and walked slowly and quietly, trying not to
attract any attention.
I felt the presence behind me before I heard it the velvet voice, “What
are you doing?”
I turned to look into an odd silver pair of eyes, “I am lost.”
He took a step towards me, he was tall a head taller than me, and he
was muscular, not the very lean body of most vampires, but instead his
body was powerful. My pulse quickened as his midnight black hair fell
straight into his eyes, the rest of his hair pulled back into a ponytail.
“Who are you?”
I straightened my spine and stared at him, “I could ask you that, but I’m
sure I wouldn’t get a proper answer. Vampires never give me an honest
answer.”
“You didn’t answer my question, instead you insulted me.” I saw the
silver in his eyes harden and I fought the urge to take a step back. My
father had always pounded into my head that vampires were predators
and reacted as predators would, they smelled fear, and if you showed
your weakness they would attack.
Instead I tried to stare at him with haughtiness, but instead I only
managed a weak annoyance and it didn’t even bother him. I took a
deep breath, “I am Lilith Vlaine, betrothed to Prince Damien Greyance.”
His eyebrows shot up in surprise, “So you are the little human
betrothed hmm?”
I finally slouched a bit in annoyance, “Cripes, would everyone quit
calling me the little human! Geese I look like big bertha against those
other three stick figure vampire girls.”
The vampire took a step forward and I stared into his eyes unflinching,
which seemed to make him curious and amused. As I studied him I
realized he couldn’t be much older than I was and he was
breathtakingly hansom. I felt my pulse quicken for a moment before I
took a deep breath to calm it. What the hell was I doing, I was
supposed to be getting married in a few months and here I was getting
twiterpaited by some random vamp.
“You aren’t nervous by my eyes?”
I returned my attention to his eyes and shook my head, “Why would I
be, it’s refreshing to not be the only person here without black eyes.”
“You are peculiar.”
I looked at him and scoffed, “Yes, I know. Thanks for being polite in
saying that the fully human offspring of a royal family is just peculiar, I
imagine I’m going to be hearing a lot worse before this is all over with.”
The vampire stepped towards me only centimeters from me, “That is
not what I meant.”
I finally stumbled back a step my heart pounding in my ears as I looked
at the young grey vampire, “W… What do you mean?”
He snickered and turned on his heel and walked away leaving me
grabbing the side of the hall and holding my chest, trying to calm my
rapid beating heart. My aunt found me moments later and the look of
absolute worry crossed her face as she took in my state, “Did
something happen.”
“A guy, he was so, abrupt…and unusual.”
“ohm, no, no, no, you are here for one vampire guy only miss Lilly, so
you straighten up, and fix that palpitating heart of yours and move
along, and do not ever lose me again.”
I nodded turning to follow her and took a few steps before I turned my
head and saw the sneer of pure hatred on the face of the beautiful
Desmond. I turned back around and worked on calming myself down,
focusing instead of the most interesting pair of gray eyes I had ever
seen.
When we reached the rooms my aunt threw herself across the bed with
her arm over her face in what looked to be a very dramatic posture,
“Lilly you will be the absolute destruction of me. I nearly fainted when I
saw you weren’t behind me.”
“I’m alright, just stumbled, you were moving too fast for me to keep up
in this ridiculous dress. Now explain to me why the other three get to
wear beautiful, breath taking, revealing, modern dresses, and I’m stuck
in a Victorian, full length, nightmare?”
“Well I am quite close friends with Margarette, whom you met. She’s
Desmond’s great aunt. It was her, that had informed me of how stiff
the competition with her niece was going to be, but I had no idea that
Desmond worked so fast. It seems that the little, blonde, nightmare has
already made it into the Princes bed, which puts the rest of the
betrothed, and ESPECIALLY you, at a great disadvantage. But having
anticipated something like this, was the reason why you are in that
dress.”
“Why again?”
“Well, darling, the Prince was moving about the ball watching all four of
you girls. Making a point not to be noticed, and all he saw of you was
an amazing set of curls, and a great figure covered in lace. At the
courting commencement ceremony you will be bearing your entire
body to be observed, he will be more interested in yours than the
others simply because he has seen far, far less of yours than the
others.”
I winced as she began to pull out the commencement ceremony outfit
that I was going to wear, “Alright Lilly we have one hour to make you
look like a princess.”
And with that she began to bath and demand I shave my legs, my
underarms and to my horror, my sex. When I had fully bathed and
shaved she began to help me get into my lingerie. It was a tight see
through corset of white lace that had no frills on it and laced up with a
sheer ribbon up the back. I straightened as my 34 DD breasts were
squeezed to their full glory, my smallish pink nipples hardening
underneath the constant rubbing of the material. Sheer white stockings
were snaked up my legs and the lacy tops rested on my thighs and were
attached to the garter ribbons hanging from the corset. I had already
put on the completely see through thong and watched as my aunt
undid my hair putting the combs carefully away before ruffling my curls
and then pinning them back up in a very messy, yet oddly sexy, up do.
She put a small bit of lip gloss on my lips to highlight their natural pink
shine then without much warning she slapped me on each cheek. I
stared at her stunned and she smiled, “I can’t put makeup on you, and
you needed a bit of blush. You’re not ivory; you’re tan so it takes a bit
more than a pinch to get your cheeks red.”
I wasn’t going to wear shoes, which would be the opposite of the other
three, who would be wearing tall, spiky, hooker heels. And the last
touch to it all was a black silk robe to wrap all of me in. My aunt was all
too aware of how human I was, and after asking around, found that the
council rooms would be cold, along with the entire castle, which meant
I could get sick being as naked as I was. So to compensate for the times
I would be forced to be naked my aunt had fashioned a silk robe for me
to wear to the council chambers. It was fur lined so I felt very warm and
safe in it.
We walked quickly to the chambers, my feet feeling the cold trek with
every step we took, “You know hooker heels sound kind of nice about
now.”
My aunt looked down at my feet, “Are they really cold?”
I shrugged, “It’s uncomfortable, but not unbearable yet.”
“Okay, chin up, in we go.”
We stepped into the council room, which looked more like a large
private office with a long desk sitting in front of me. The four council
members sat at the long desk and I was relieved to see that someone
had taken the time to put a very plush, rug down for all four of the
betrothed to stand on. I stood waiting, the first one to arrive, and
slowly the other three arrived wearing black see through lace, their
slender, angular frames on proud display underneath different styles of
lingerie. They looked at me startled by my robe but remained quiet as
we all waited. Finally the vampire I had met in the hall strode in, grey
eyes flashing as he looked at the four of us.
He bowed to the council members and stepped off to the side waiting
silently for the council members to begin the meeting. A very old
vampire stood up and stared past my shoulder to who I could only
assume was my aunt, “You were told she needed to wear something
that we can see her in? You were made aware of the laws?”
“Yes your grace, it is just that she is human, and therefore significantly
more susceptible to the temperature of the rooms, there for in order to
keep her out of harms way, she needed to wear something warm until
it was the appropriate time.”
“Aw, yes, I received your request. I can fully appreciate the situation,
now we have staff working on making the castle a bit more, friendly to
our little guest.”
I bit back and frown at his comment, and looked to the side of him
seeing grey eyes looking at my reaction with a glint of amusement,
“That being resolved, Isadora, she needs to present herself as the
others do.”
I nodded and untied the robe, letting my aunt slip it off of my frame. It
was obvious that no one expected white, because there was a mutual
intake of breath as the four old vampires stared at me stunned for a
moment before clearing their throats and turning to the grey eyed
vampire.
I started to feel a sense of dread as I began to realize who the vampire
was, and I kept replaying the meeting in the hall in my head, wondering
just how big of a fool I had seemed to be to him. The Prince nodded
and the oldest vampire pointed to Desmond and announced her name
telling her to come forward so the prince and council could inspect her
body.
She strode forward with confidence and didn’t flinch as the Prince put
his hands on her body, lifting her arms and hair and turning this way
and that. The scene repeated for the other two girls and finally it was
my turn. My heart began to thud violently against my chest as I stepped
forward and felt my body be devoured by the council as well as the
Prince. He gently touched me, lifting my arms and turning me this way
and that, and after being dismissed he kept staring at me.
I stopped listening to the council members as they grilled my
chaperone on my health and family, instead focused on the intense
silver stare I was receiving, feeling his gaze, like his cold hands, brushing
along my body. My breathing increased a bit as the cold feeling of his
eyes turned into a warm sensation in the pit of my stomach. I couldn’t
look away from his eyes, and he refused to stop his eyes from
wandering my body. My aunt’s touch snapped me out of the hypnosis
the prince was causing as the council members sat down and started
the conclusion of the meeting.
“Now Prince, as per tradition you take each girl with you to your
chambers one night for each girl, so that you can gain their scent,
should you need to track them. Which girl will it be tonight?”
I refused to look at him, sensing that Desmond had already assumed it
would be her. But as I heard her take a small step forward the velvet
voice said my name and both Desmond and I stared at him in shock.
The council chuckled, having not been as oblivious to the display
between Prince Damien and I, as I had thought they had been.
“Very well, then the lady Desmond shall be next, followed by lady Yuki,
and then lady Elizabeth. Thus concludes this ceremony, Isadora, I wish
to speak with you.”
My aunt nodded putting her hand on my elbow and propelling me into
the hands of the Prince, before turning and following the council out. I
ignored the very intense prickly feeling I got on my back at being glared
at by three sets of eyes and felt the Prince grab my wrist and pull me
out with him.
When we walked out a cheer and a groan welcomed me into the hall as
the whole vampire population seemed to be crammed into the hall.
When they saw me with the Prince money began to exchange hands as
a lot more groaning, than cheering happened. I was happy to see for a
brief moment that my four family members seemed to be receiving the
majority of the bet as well as congratulations and invitations to dinner. I
smiled at them and they waved mouthing a good luck before I was
yanked into another room.
The Prince let my wrist go and walked further into his room removing
his outer jacket and taking his boots off before collapsing onto the
couch. He looked irritated as he looked past me to the door, “Idiots.”
I moved forward and put my hands on the back of a chair, “Why do you
call them idiots?”
“Betting like that, they should be ashamed.”
I chewed on my lip pondering his words before shrugging, “I bet it was
boring waiting for the whole thing to be over with. I don’t begrudge
them a bit of entertainment and it seemed harmless enough.”
His eyebrows rose, “You realize they were betting against you being the
one I chose.”
I couldn’t help but smile, “They had a 75 percent chance I wouldn’t be
the one coming out. It was good odds. And what’s important is that
once again, I beat the numbers and my family bet on me, so they made
out pretty well too.”
The Prince looked at me quietly for a moment, just long enough for the
cold room to finally get to me and a shiver run down my body. His
eyebrows shot up again as he stood up and disappeared into the other
room, coming back with a blanket that he threw over my shoulders
immediately.
He sighed and I looked at him as he stood in front of me, “I’m sorry, I
know its annoying, trying to remember all the human stuff.”
“Yes, it is.” I nodded and looked around.
“I will be honest I don’t know what the council meant by you getting my
scent and what not, but I figured we get that out of the way and I can
go back to my rooms.”
The Prince looked at me then shook his head, “You have to stay the
night, the entire night, until noon tomorrow.”
I stared at him shocked, “Oh, okay.”
 
I shifted from foot to foot feeling awkward and finally the prince
grabbed me and pulled me to the couch to sit with him. He stared out
the window watching the birds fly out of sight and I pulled my legs up
and folded them to my chest wrapping them in the large blanket as well
setting my chin on my knees.
“You don’t remember me do you?”
I jumped a little at the Princes velvet voice then shook my head looking
at his profile, “No, should I?”
“We were play mates until you left, how could you not remember?”
I sighed, “The last time I was in the hospital was for head trauma, I
don’t remember much, if any part of my life before moving to Idaho.”
He turned to look at me, his eyes full of an emotion I couldn’t quite
place, “Honestly?”
I nodded, “Did we like each other, I mean were we friends?”
He turned away from me without saying anything and I felt a deep
sense of sadness roll off of him. I found it odd for a vampire to be so
open with their emotions, but after a while I began to realize he wasn’t
open, he just was really easy for me to read. I reached out and laid my
hand gently on his shoulder.
“You shouldn’t do that.”
“Do what?” He turned and looked at me his eyes growing darker, “Be so
comforting, so soft.”
 
I pulled my hand back and sighed resting my chin on my knees, “My dad
said that to me all the time. I don’t think he was ever more
disappointed with how absolutely human I am.”
I peeked from the side of my eye and saw that I had Damien’s attention
so I continued, “I can’t help but be comforting. It’s all I ever wanted
really, for someone to comfort me after being yelled at for the millionth
time about how human I was. Or seeing my parents disappointed faces
every single time I take a salad instead of a bloody steak.”
“Well it seems you will do nothing but disappoint them again while you
are here. Perhaps that is why your aunt is here and not your mother.”
I stared at him open mouthed shocked by how cruel he sounded.
Before I realized it I was out of the blanket and standing above him
delivering a resounding smack right to his cheeks. He was up in a flash
and grabbed both of my wrists and slamming me against the window,
“How dare…”
I felt the first of the tears roll down and I struggled against him iron
hold, “You jerk, you absolute ass hole.”
He shook me briefly yelling for me to stop it before I finally calmed
down and he glared down at me, his silver eyes now steal, “you think
just because of who your mother and father are that you can strike
me?”
“No, I don’t think my mother and father give me a reason to strike you.
I think you being an absolute prick gives’ me the right to strike you.”
I fought panting and felt his body pressed against mine as he pinned me
to the window. The cold of the glass and the cold of his body
overwhelmed me and I began to shake. Prince Damien groaned in
disgust and released me flinging me back to my blanket. I refused to
put it on, instead standing up and glaring at him.
Chocolate eyes glared down steel eyes as I worked on catching my
breath, my heart still beating from the sudden fight I was having with
the Prince. It was only as I started to calm down and my breathing
slowed that I realized the Prince had stopped looking at my face and
had started roaming my body again.
I took a step back and he took a step forward and I stepped back into
the chair falling into it. I was quickly up and out of it as he strode two
more steps towards me and I put it between us as I made a dash for the
door. I should have known it wouldn’t work, before my hands even
reached the door I felt myself lifted and thrown over Prince Damien’s
shoulder. I shouted and punched at his back, trying to get out of his
strong hold, only to be tossed onto a bed of dark, down bedding.
I sat up and stared at him frightened as he pulled his shirt off and sat on
the bed. I shivered now not from cold but from fear and watched him
take a deep breath.
“Why are you so afraid?”
“Why do you think, you attacked me.”
He chuckled, “I distinctly remember you striking me.”
“I.. I’m sorry.”
He became serious and shook his head, “Don’t be, I thought maybe
with a little finesse you would be able to handle this, but I don’t think
that will work in the amount of time I have.”
I looked at him my fear notching up a bit. He moved blindingly fast and
had me on my back my hands shackled above my head and my legs
shackled wide apart. I cried out in fear and struggled against the
restraints. His hand touched my stomach and he stared me in the eye.
“I will not hurt you, I swear it. But there are certain things we have to
do, in order for me to get your scent and taste. And it is something I’m
sure you were not told about, unlike your competition.”
“W.. What are you talking about.”
His lips pressed against mine and I turned my head trying to ignore the
sudden warmth that his kiss had created in my stomach. He turned my
head and kissed me again, this time keeping me from turning away with
strong fingers holding my chin. His tongue was warm and licked across
my lower lip before leaving my lips and kissing down my jaw and neck.
His fingers reached up and tweaked one of my small pink nipples with
his fingers, sending a charge of electricity and heat to my stomach and
down to the junction between my legs. I gasped and he locked his lips
back onto mine, his lips milking a response from mine until I couldn’t
remember why I didn’t want to kiss him.
The kiss deepened until we were both desperately locked in the kiss, his
tongue caressing mine as I sucked on it, his lips working at mine until I
was moaning soft moans into his mouth. He broke the kiss and sat up
looking at my now heaving chest. I watched as liquid, silver eyes looked
away from chest to my eyes before grabbing the top of the corset and
ripping it down the front, yanking it off and freeing my breast.
He grabbed the left orb, rubbing and kissing it, avoiding the nipples and
instead nipping close to them. He did this with both breasts until finally
his mouth locked onto one nipple and I gasped as his warm tongue
danced around the already tight bud, his fingers pinching and pulling on
the one until his mouth switched and he was licking and sucking on the
other one.
The junction between my thighs grew hotter and hotter as he fondled
my breast, and I moaned in pleasure. He began kissing down my
stomach, never stopping from twisting and tugging on my nipples until
he reached the hem of my sheer panties. With a flick of his wrist the
panties were ripped off and he smiled up at me.
“You smell divine.”
I gasped out a thank you as he began to nibble and kiss my inner thighs.
He looked at me once before lowering his face and taking a long lick up
my slit. I gasped in surprise and pleasure; I had never had anyone do
that to me before. I felt strong fingers pull my lips apart and another
warm, rough lick slid up my now dripping slit.
I gasped “Oh gods” and he chuckled before licking just outside of my
opening. I groaned trying to lift up but being unable to because I was
tied. I felt the shackles removed and then felt a two hands grab each leg
and rest them over his shoulders as he leaned down and began to lick
my slit up and down.
I moaned and writhed in pleasure, feeling a build of heat and electricity
inside me. He locked his lips onto my pussy and began to suck, nursing
the juices out of me, and delving his tongue as deep as he could into
me. I began rocking against him as his tongue darted in and out of me,
fucking me. I gasped and felt my body tense as a surge of heat flooded
me and electricity bounced through me. I arched my back and moaned
in pleasure.
As I came back down I realized that Damien hadn’t released my pussy
from his lock, and was instead sucking and drinking my juices, the look
on his face causing the heat to begin to build in me again. His tongue
delved in as deeply as he could until he met resistance. I almost cried
out when he broke his lock on me and looked at me.
“Lilly, are you a maid, a virgin?”
I nodded looking at him and wondering if something was wrong. He
groaned in what seemed like misery before kissing my body over and
over as I slowly calmed down from my first orgasm. He released my
arms and I sat up seeing him trying to hide a frustrated look.
“What is the matter?”
Prince Damien smiled at me, his eyes the color of silver, “You tasted
sweet, it was heady and addicting, and arousing, however, I didn’t
realize you were still a maid.”
He sighed and closed his eyes and covered his eyes with his arm. I
looked at his beautiful chest and then looked lower, not surprised to
see a very tight bulge straining against his pants. I leaned forward to
kiss him, realizing what he was not doing to me at that very moment.

Read 12339 times |
Rated 91.9 % |
(86 votes)

Vote list (Close) :Stormdragon
: POSITIVEDaddyd61
: POSITIVE

Please rate this text:   

Fantasy

Forced to be used.

Walking home alone at night isn’t the brightest idea Madison had, not was it to take a secluded short cut, or to drink a little too much. She finds herself at the mercy of a ruthless and lustful stranger

Fantasy

Belle

An unexpected knock at the door brought someone from my past back into my life.

Fantasy

The Hunters become the hunted part 2

When Erica managed to calm herself down and clear the traitorous thoughts running around in her head she started to plan the next move she’d need to make. It was unbelievable to Erica that fate would pair her up with a Hunter. Erica was an empath even before she had been turned and the change from mortal to vampire altered that gift as well. The ability to feels other emotions while difficult at first became useful once she had learned control over it. The change granted her the ability to feed off of the energy created by strong emotions and thereby reduced the amount of blood she needed to consume. There were other advantages of what the change did to her gift.
All vampires were apex predators, the top of the food chain as far as mortals were concerned. Erica could track prey by scent and sight even in a dark forest on a new moon as easily as she had detected John, the Hunter she corrected her wayward thoughts, as he walked in under the bright lights of the dance club. She had a greater advantage in her hunting in that she could sense what her targets were feeling; letting her avoid those that were wary or dangerous to her. At least that’s how it had worked until she met him, Erica thought. How could a gift she’d trusted for the last century fail so miserably that she had kissed a hunter?
Erica wanted to deny her feelings about the handsome young man even though she’d never had cause to doubt herself. The bigger issue she had with the situation as a whole was the fact that she knew what John was feeling for her right up until the moment he dropped her on her ass and ran for the hills. She had felt lust for sure, but that she got from the men and women on whom she fed from. Underlying the lust was a strong surge of emotion she wanted to deny having felt; even with all her desire to forget the feeling, love was an emotion she so rarely felt that she couldn’t help but to luxuriate in on the few occasions she felt it. This had been the first time in Erica’s long life she had felt it directed towards her.
*********
John finished his breakfast before using the showers at the truck stop. He was back on the road heading for the cabin in the mountains. He turned the music up and tried to focus on it at first. After that he started looking at the license plates on passing traffic to count the states before moving on to counting mile markers. No matter what he attempted John was unable to get thoughts of Erica out of his mind. He’d already given up on try to think of her as an It or a thing because his mind refused to form those thoughts. John admitted to himself that she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen; let alone had met personally. The problem existed in that it was his life’s mission to protect those who were ignorant of their existence from the creatures that lived in the shadows. He pushed the thoughts relating specifically to Erica to the back of his mind and focused on the crisis or identity or faith that he’d had right before stopping for breakfast.
Where all of the monsters automatically evil simply because they weren’t human anymore? Not all of them started off as humans as far as he knew but many had. He had been fighting for his life since he started hunting a decade ago; never able to go a day without thinking of the danger they were to him. Now last night he walked right up to her and kissed a Vampire, kissed Erica. He pushed the memory of her lips against his from his thoughts again. What happened to ten years of training and survival instincts when he’d seen her across the room? The thing that bothered him the most was that any other time he’d been in the presence of any kind of monster he’d know they were supernatural even if he didn’t know the type of creature he faced. Last night there was no sense and no warning.
John’s thought shifted to the night, five years ago, that he had found his parents had been turned. They had sought him out after they’d been changed; they hadn’t attacked but then again he didn’t give them a chance to do so. The minute he was in their presence he’d had that same feeling of danger he’d get from the monsters. He pulled out the machete and sidearm he used for hunting and attacked. I should have died that night, John thought. But he hadn’t; he’d taken on two trained Hunters with all the powers of vampires and lived. Had they come to him to die? Was he that good of a Hunter? What had happened that night?
Thoughts of Erica wouldn’t stay in the back of his mind. The feel of her skin as his hands slid down her arms and around her hips. The memory of the weight and feel of her body against his when he lifted Erica from the floor with her firm ass resting in his hands flashed though his mind. The smooth texture and pressure from her lips when the kiss started pushed into his mind followed by the sensation of her tongue against his as the kiss deepened. Part of John wanted to turn the truck around and head back into the arms of a predator. He thought that he might finally be going crazy because of the knowledge of what existed in the shadows. He forced himself to continue on for the cabin.
*********
Erica came to a decision on what to do and implemented it as the sun set that evening. She employed another aspect of her gift that had been changed with her. In addition to feeding and sensing the emotions of others she was able to track them in a way similar to dog and other vampires hunting by scent. Erica rushed back to the club’s parking lot in order to detect a trail. She found the imprint of his emotions quickly enough and she had two trails to follow. The first trail was the freshest as it had all the emotion she had felt in the club with a heavy dose of fear and confusion added to it. The second trail she found was older and the one she had been looking for; it didn’t have the feelings of lust or love but had his emotional flavor, for lack of a better word. This one Erica chose to follow back to where John had come from. She’d chosen this tactic in for several reasons. The first being that by following the older trail she’d be able to tell if the newer one joined up with it; telling her if she’d be walking into his home with him there. The second reason is that she really didn’t see herself as ready to face John; her emotions were still conflicting with each other. She feared for her life in seeking out the Hunter but wanted nothing more than to have him hold her in his arms again.
The trail she followed never crossed with the newer one as it led her to John’s home within the city. She entered the building without fear as she already knew that John wouldn’t be there. Climbing the stairs quietly as not to disturb his neighbors Erica’s heart began to race, pounding away in apprehension. She had no fear of death, but of what she may learn about the young man she was hunting. Hunting was the right term but not in the traditional sense. Erica wanted him more than she was comfortable admitting to herself; the last century of her life had been very lonely because she didn’t let anyone close. She closed off her heart as she was afraid to fall in love just to watch the person age, wither and die or for her to need to move away from the area as to hide her nature. Erica broke into the apartment simply by turning the knob with her enhanced strength until the lock broke in her hand. She spend the rest of the night looking for anything she could find that would help her understand John.
*********
John arrived at the cabin just about the same time that Erica was breaking into his home in the city. He was unaware of her actions even though memories of how she looked and felt in his arms assaulted his mind and heart. He hung his jacket on the coat rack and headed to the back of the cabin to cut firewood. The sound of the axe driving its wedge shaped head into the wood was deafening in the quiet forest. That was his meditation; the method he chose to aid in clearing his mind. He’d split enough logs to last for an entire winter before his thoughts had calmed enough to allow for decision making. He came to a decision in regard to Erica and began his preparations for the most important hunt of his life.

Read 19644 times |
Rated 91.9 % |
(258 votes)

Vote list (Close) :Wolf_Knight
: POSITIVEDaddyd61
: POSITIVE

Please rate this text:   

Fantasy

Karen’s Story-4

Dear reader, this is going to be the fourth instalment of the misadventures of Karen, her brother and me. I’d like to thank everyone who was kind enough to send me a comment, either by public bulletin board, or via e-mail. I love to hear your comments and suggestions. It is always nice to know that your work is read. So I’d love to hear from you about this episode. Greetings, Darklord.
A week after I fucked Jeanine, Karen’s sister, while she was watching, I viewed the tape we made of that event with Peter. We were in his room, and he was dying to see this tape. He put it in the VCR.
“Hey man, close the door,” he said to me. I got up and closed the door. Although we were the only ones home, you could never know.
“Wow, look at that shit.”
“What?” I sat down next to him on his couch.
” I never realized that Jeanine doesn’t look bad naked. Not bad at all. And Karen, she’s so fucking sexy, even if she’s just sitting there.”
But Karen didn’t remain seated. The moment in which she put the dildo in her cunt got Peter really horny. “Jesus. Man I hope you don’t mind, but I gotta beat my meat when I see this.” He zipped down and pulled out his hard cock. At first I tried not to look at it, focusing on the screen. Karen was moving the dildo in en out of her cunt. But I got curious and took a peek at his cock. It looked pretty good: about 7 inches, uncut, but thick. A nice size. I could understand why Karen had enjoyed being fucked by it. Peter had shaved all his pubic hair, and his crotch area was totally clean.
“You can look if you want. And you can jerk off too, I don’t mind, man. Just relax.”
It still felt kind of awkward to be jerking off next to Karen’s brother, but I thought, what the heck. Besides, although I had seen the video before (and of course had participated in it), it still got me horny. I had a big boner. I pulled down my pants and started to stroke my cock.
On screen Karen was pressing the dildo at my ass while I was fucking her sister.
“Wow, did she really put that thing in your ass?” Pete asked.
“No, she only pressed it against my hole, but it got me off immediately.”
When the video was finished, Pete turned to me, watching my dick. “Have you ever wondered what it would feel like to be fucked by another guy?” he asked.
“Huh, sure. Plenty of times. I do like it when Karen plays with my hole. I like it when she puts a finger up my ass or if she rims it.” I felt really relaxed with this guy and was willing to discuss almost anything with him.
“Really? Me too. I love it when they play with my ass. Can I tell you a secret?”
I stopped stroking my cock, curious of what he had to say. I nodded.
“Don’t stop jerking off, it looks great.”
I continued.
“My ex had a strap on and she fucked me a couple of times with it,” Peter confessed. This got me even harder. I started to stroke my cock faster.
“Really? Fucking hell. How did it feel?”
“Very strange at first, but after a while really good. It’s like, they have the power all of a sudden. It was great to feel submissive for once. Usually I take control,” Pete panted.
“I know,” I was revering to the time he fucked his sister outside of the bathroom. He practically took her like she had no choice.
“You’re not pissed about that, are you?” Pete asked, a little concerned.
“No man, actually I found it a very hot story. After Karen told me, it gave me a hard on every time I thought about it.”
“Karen has a hell of a nice pussy. Maybe the best I’ve ever fucked,” Pete said. Then he moved towards me and he removed my hand from my cock. He looked me straight in the eye and grabbed my cock in his hand. He started to stroke me. Slowly at first, but he turned up the speed after a short while. It felt great to be beat off by a guy.
While his hand was moving up and down my shaft he asked if another guy ever jerked me off. “Sure,” I said, “In high school I had a jerk off buddy. We jerked off plenty of times.”
“Did it go any further?”
“Not really. Basically some touching and jerking.”
Pete tightened his grip on my dick and jerked even harder. I was close to cumming. He could tell by looking at my face. “You know what I’d really like, Robert?”
“W-what?” it was hard for me to speak, since I was on the verge of shooting my cum. Peter moved over my body, till his face was only inches from mine. It could feel his hot breath on my mouth.
“I would love to fuck Karen again. I would love to stuff my dick in my sister’s pussy again. Maybe we could fuck her together…” he said, his eyes filled with lust, his left hand jerking me off, the right hand cupping my balls. That got me off: “Aaaah!” I spurted my cum in the air. Three thick blasts landed on my stomach and on his hands. It took me some time to recover. Peter let go of my dick and sat back on the couch. Slowly I realized what he had said, what he was proposing. I didn’t say anything. Just looked at him, at his erection. God, he really had a good-looking prick. Don’t get me wrong, I am a heterosexual man, but somehow Peter got to me. He was a sexy guy.
Peter pointed at his dick. “You wanna give me a hand, dear brother-in-law?” he smiled. I smiled back and took his dick in my hand. I started to jerk him off.
“Yeah, Robert, that’s it. Faster. Jerk me off faster. Aaah, aaah, I’m, cumming…now!” and he spurted his cum, just like I did a few moments ago. That day our pact was signed in sperm. The sex roller coaster ride that started a few weeks ago, was getting to the next stage.
That night Karen was sitting naked on the toilet with the lit down. She was shaving her mound, while I shaved my faced and told her what happened.
“What, you guys jerked each other off?” Karen said surprised. I just nodded. “And he proposed that we three should fuck together?” I nodded again. Karen finished her cunt and wiped off the remaining shaving cream with a towel. “That little fuck!” She seemed angry.
I got on my knees in front of her. And kissed her on the mouth. “Do you mind that we got each other off?”
“No, not really. But I thought that we decided that Peter and I wouldn’t fuck each other anymore, right?” I kissed her again, meanwhile my hand caressed her clean-shaven pussy. “Hmm, nice,” I said.
“Come on, Robert. Answer me. What do you think about all this?”
“Honestly, honey. I don’t know. I liked what he did to me, and, frankly, I like your brother a lot. He’s a nice guy. And I love you. I want you to have fun…” I put two fingers in her pussy and started to feel her up. Then I took them out and sucked on them, tasting her pussy juice.
Karen answered: “I’ll call him tomorrow.” I grabbed my mobile out of my pocket and gave it to her. “Why not call him now, there is no time like the present.”
She dialled his number and he answered. While the conversation took place, I was fingering her pussy. I started with two fingers up her cunt, and caressed her clit with my thumb.
“Pete, we have to talk!” Karen yelled at him.
“Sure sis, what about?”
“Well, what do you think?”
“Ooh, Robert told you huh. So what about it? You seem mad.”
Karen was letting go a low moan, her cunt was soaked. I added a third finger up her tight cunt, it would barely fit. “Pete, are you manipulating Robert, so you can fuck me again? I need to know.”
Peter must have cracked a smile on the other side of the phone. I think he could hear her soaking cunt. “Are you playing with yourself, Sis?” he asked her.
“No, Robert is fingering me.”
“Where are you?”
“I am sitting naked on the toilet, and Robert is….ooh, aaah, he’s got three fingers up my cunt and ….aaah ….aaaah, oh yes! Yes!” Her climax came unsuspected, but welcome nonetheless. Her pussy was flowing with juice. I started to lick it from her labia, like a little thirsty puppy.
“Ooh, Karen, this is so hot. I’ve got my hand wrapped around my cock. I’m jerking off right now!” Peter said at the other side of the line. All of a sudden I was hoping he was talking on his mobile phone, and not on one of the house telephone lines. They had a connected system, and anyone picking up a phone could listen in. On the other hand, that thought made me very hot. I unbuttoned my pants, and pulled them down. As soon as my cock got released from its confines Karen grabbed my cock and started to stroke it.
“What are you doing now Karen, tell me?” Peter wanted to know.
“Now, my dear brother I am stroking Rob’s wonderful cock.” Karen said smiling.
“Is he hard?”
“Yes, very hard, and thick. I just love the way his head shines with pre-cum. I just love that circumcised cock of his,” Karen said. She could hear Peter stroke his hard-on on the other side of the line. She imagined what this scene must look like: he was probably sitting behind his desk, his feet pressed against his desk, his legs wide. His phone on speaker mode., lying somewhere on the desk, his nice hard cock in his hand. Stroking his foreskin over its head. I could tell the thought made her even hornier; her cunt started to flow her pussy juice again. She also started to stroke me harder. She knew this was the right time to ask her brother again:
“Tell me Pete, are you manipulating Rob and me, just so you can fuck me again?”
Peter panted “My dear sister. I’ll be frank with you. I would love to fuck your cunt again. Ever since that night, I’ve been thinking about doing it to you again. I really loved fucking you.”
Karen let go of my cock and started to rub her clit. “Yes, it was nice. But we both know what this is leading to, and I don’t want that…”
“Are you sure?” Peter replied. “I love you, and I am very fond if Robert. I wasn’t manipulating him so I can fuck you. I don’t want to stand in between you guys, I think you make a great couple. I just don’t see why we couldn’t fuck each other, all three of us. You know I’ve had this bi-vibe going on, for a while.”
That was true, they had often talked about it, as they had talked about almost anything.
“Oh, oh-kay. I guess… it’s gonna be fine then….” she whispered.
I got near her, and pressed my cock at Karen’s entrance. She gave me a small nod, and then I shoved my cock all the way in her tight cunt. God, she was so fucking wet, I slipped in easily.
“Ooh, God….” she moaned.
“Karen, is Rob fucking you right now?”
“Y-yessssssssss,” she hissed. I was pounding in to her cunt. All the way in her, then pulling my cock out all the way, and then pushing it in her again. Her whole body was shaking, and she almost let the phone drop.
“This is so fucking horny,” she heard Peter say. “I am shooting my load right now!” Then she didn’t hear from him for a couple of seconds. And she didn’t care. She placed the phone on the washing machine, held my shoulders and locked her legs around my middle, so I had more balance. Only my cock touched her at that moment, going in and out of her wet slit. With my free hands I squeezed her nipples hard.
“Yeah, Rob, go on, fuck me. Fuck my cunt, harder! Please, make me cum again. Go on, fuck meeeeeeee!!!!!!” and she came again. She grabbed my head and pulled her tongue in my mouth. I felt her exploring every inch of my mouth. I loved it when she did that. Then she let go of me, and placed her feet on the ground. “Please honey, my cunt is fucked raw… pull out, it’s starting to hurt.”
I was almost there, but did as she asked. Her cunt lips were indeed very red. I started to beat off again. Karen was still out of this world.
“Hey sis?!” Peter yelled through the phone. Karen picked up the phone.
“Yeah bro?”
“This was really fucking hot. So what do you think?”
Karen got off the toilet, the seat was wet with her sweat. She held on to the sink to keep her balance and said: “Well, I’d say it is a nice start. Talk to you later.” And hung up on her brother. “Wow, my legs are still shaking,” she commented. I looked at her wonderful ass – the small cheeks, that perfect crack in the middle – and when I thought about what just transpired, I got even harder. I hadn’t cum and needed to climax badly. So I grabbed Karen by her hips and pulled her against me. My cock was slipping between the crack of her ass. “Karen, I gotta cum, I’m so hot.”
“I’ll suck you off, okay?”
Somehow that didn’t seem sufficient right now. I pushed my cock against her harder and it slipped back into her cunt. It indeed felt a bit raw, but I didn’t care at the moment. I started the push until my cock head was pushing at her cervix. “OOOHHHHHH!” Karen moaned. She fell against the wall, and I thrust even harder. I pressed her tits against the cold tiles of the bathroom wall, and resumed my pounding into her. I had no mercy for my little horny slut. I remembered that she liked dirty talk. I remembered the dream she had a few nights ago, in which Raymond practically raped her. I guessed this sort of stuff turned her on. So I got into the part:
“You fucking slut, you take my cock. Understand? I’ll give you the fucking you need, you hear me?” I yelled at her. Her breasts were being crushed against the wall, while my cock was pounding into her cunt. She got wet again.
I pressed my left hand between her and the wall, so I could touch her clit. “Now, fucking slut. Make me cum, goddammit. Take it!”
“Yeah honey. Give it to me. Shove your cock up my cunt!” she screamed.
“You like to play rough, don’t you?” I said. She just moaned. I was on the verge of blasting her cunt full of cum. “Tell me what you are!” I demanded.
“I am a hot horny little cum slut. I am your whore, your slut!”
“Exactly!” I yelled. I felt a familiar tingle in my balls, and then I released my load into her cunt.
“Yes, Robert, I feel your cum. Ooh, it’s so fucking hot. Yeah, fill me up. Drench my little pussy with you load! Aaaahhhh.” I think she came again, but I didn’t really care at that moment. She was just a cunt I had to fuck, that’s how it felt. No love involved, just pure lust and sex. Rough. I was so wild, I ripped my cock out of her cunt and pressed the head of my cock against her ass. The head was slippery, so it slipped away from her puckered little hole.
“Pull open your ass cheeks, cunt,” I demanded. Karen obliged. Although she was never fucked in the ass as far as I could tell. I looked at her lovely ass, that lovely whole I rimmed so many times before today. I pressed the head of my cock against it, and it did slip in her ass, just an inch or so. Karen cried out of pain. I slipped out my fuck tool, but wasn’t ready to leave it at that. I re-entered my cock, this time it went even further up her ass. I felt her hole stretch out more, and I really loved the pressure ion my dick. Her cunt was tight, but her ass was (not surprisingly) even tighter. God, if it was only possible, I’d love to live in that ass of hers. My cock was halfway in, which was far enough to let it stay there by itself. I looked down and saw my prick disappear into her ass.
I left my cock there for a moment, so she could get used to this big thing filling her up from behind. “Ooooh, God. It is so fucking big. It feels like you’re tearing me apart… almost.” Karen cried. I slipped my cock out of her ass. Her stretched hole stayed open a little while. Karen turned around, her face was red with exertion. My cock was still hard. “Let’s move to the bed,” I said. Karen followed me to the bedroom. Obediently she got on her hands and knees. Her beautiful ass was pointed right at my face. I got behind her and started to lick her cheeks. I started with the left globe of her ass, then licked her right one. Then I liked her puckered hole. My tongue slipped in easily, after my dick had been there.
Karen started to hum, which meant she was heaving a good time. After rimming her ass for about five minutes, I decided it was time to cum in her ass. I moved to her face, and shove my cock into her mouth. She took it in and I fucked her mouth for a while. Karen sat on her knees and took my cock out of her mouth. She started to lick my fuck tool with her tongue, making it wet all over. “Hmmm, I never knew my ass tasted like this,” she said.
“You like it?” I asked. She nodded. “Good,” I smiled. Then I got behind her. She was lying on her stomach, as I entered her ass. It was still very tight, and it hurt her, but I pushed on until my whole cock was buried to its root into her. My balls were leaning on her ass-cheeks. Then I started to fuck her. Harder and harder. Her anus felt so hot, even hotter than her pussy.
She clutched the sheets she was lying on for support. Her right side of her face lay on the bed, her mouth open, panting for air. “God, it h-hurts like hell….” she cried.
“Want me to stop?” I asked her with a coarse voice.
“N-no, go on, fuck it!”
“Good, I wouldn’t have stopped anyway,” I smiled mischievously. I lay my head on hers and licked her lips whenever I could. She licked me back with her tongue, until I fucked her so hard, we were both moving too fast. Then we were only crashing into one another. We didn’t speak, I just fucked her. Speeding up with each stroke, until I couldn’t hold it any more. I spurted my cum into her ass.
“Ooh, man! That feels hot!” I yelled.
“Yes, it does. It feels great, your cum in my ass! I wish we had done this months ago!” Karen cried. After my cock was ready releasing my load I pulled out. Karen broke a wind, which made us both laugh. She sat down or her ass, which was quite red. Cum started to drip out of her ass. “Oops, I guess we have to clean up the bed again,” she chuckled. I had an idea. “Hold on,” I said. I went to the living room and came back with her digital camera. “Let’s shoot a picture, for Peter,” I joked.
“Sure, she said. I took a picture of her ass dripping with my cum. Then she turned around, opened her ass in front of my lens, and I took a couple more pictures. You could she her ass was sore inside, and cum and stuff dripping out of her. I loved the sight. Karen sat down on her ass again, crossing her legs.
She looked at my cock and started to pull it towards her. “Now, let’s finish this the way we should.” She totally surprised me when he stuck my dick into her mouth and sucked on it. Then she took it out and cleaned it with her tongue. She left the head for last, slipping her tongue on my pee hole. After she was finished, she gave me a warm wet kiss. Her tongue tasted bitter, which wasn’t surprising: the combination of my sperm and her ass. “What is mine shall be yours, and what’s yours shall be mine,” she said. We hugged. God, I really loved that horny girlfriend of mine. I wondered what would be next. For now we lay against each other. She was lying on her side, I held her close to me, pressing my limp cock against her ass. We fell asleep.
That weekend was going to be the last weekend we would spent together for a while. I was flying out to Cairo on Sunday night, where I would spent about six weeks shooting a romantic comedy. Scenes were also planned in Morocco and Las Vegas. So I wouldn’t see my babe for more than a month. This was going to be a trial. On Saturday night, Karen, Peter and I went out to Para disco, a club in downtown Amsterdam, to see the band ‘Cave In’ play. After the concert, there was a party in Para disco, with DJ’s and stuff, so we spent the whole night over there. Drinking, dancing, and fooling around. At one point Peter was smooching with some Indian girl that had great tits. He was dancing with her on the dance floor like there was no tomorrow.
This was a good moment for Karen and I to slip away and go to the bathroom. We slipped into the men’s room and went into a booth. We started kissing each other.
“God, Rob. I am so fucking horny. Feel,” Karen said. I zipped open her tight pants and tried to pull the fucker down. It was very tight, and I pulled down her underwear with it in one move. With the trousers around her knees, she couldn’t move very well. I put my middle finger in her cunt and discovered that she wasn’t lying. I fingered her cunt for a while and slipped my wet finger in my mouth. Then I put it back in her cunny, only to move it more to her back and stroke my nail across her asshole. “Man, you know my ass still hurts from that anal fuck?” Karen asked.
“But what a fuck it was,” I said while I inserted the finger in her ass. Karen kissed me. Her tongue propping my mouth. I fingered her ass for a while.
“Attention people, it is closing time!” somebody yelled in the hallway. It must’ve been four o’clock. Karen held my hand, pulled it and my finger popped out of her ass. She took the finger and sucked on it. “We’ll do this later, okay?” I nodded. Karen pulled up her pants.
We met Peter upstairs. “Oh there you guys are.”
“Where is your little Indian princess?” Karen asked.
“She had to take the first train home. She had to go to church tomorrow,” he said sadly.
“Don’t worry,” we’ll comfort you. Come on guys, let’s get a cab,” Karen said.
We took a cab to my place, which is on the edge of the centre of town. So only moments later we were sitting on my couch. Peter had brought some pot with him and he was rolling a joint. I got a bottle of Bailey’s from the cabinet and sat down next to Peter on the couch.
Karen’s bladder was about to explode “God, I really have to take a piss. Too much fucking beer…!” She opened the buttons of her trousers, but had a hard time getting out of them.
I looked at Peter “Always a lady.” He laughed, lit up the joint, took a whiff and passed it on to me. I usually don’t smoke, just on special occasions. Karen let herself fall between us on the couch. “Jesus Christ. I can’t even get my trousers off anymore. Fuck.” She took a whiff of the joint too and gave it back to Peter.
He said “Well, I don’t mind if you don’t wear them.”
Karen smiled to both of us. “Well, I don’t think you gentlemen are strong enough to pull down these tight slacks. I’ve sweat so much on the dance floor, I think they’ll stick on me forever.” Peter and I were just the guys for this kind of challenge.
“Lay down,” I said. Karen slid down to the edge of the couch. Peter and I both took a trouser-leg and started to pull. They were stuck indeed. Pete and I looked at each other. “Let’s try again, shall we,” he said. And we pulled again. Nothing seemed to happen.
“Come on guys, hurry up, I really have got to pee!!” Karen yelled, panic in her voice.
“Turn around, on your knees,” I suggested. She turned around. Pete and I were admiring the beautiful curves of her ass. I grabbed the top of her trousers and started to pull the fabric down. Slowly it did go down. Of course I pulled her underwear down also, but she didn’t care. Slowly the top of her ass crack got revealed. I pulled down her trousers even more, slowly revealing more and more of her beautiful ass. I heard Peter sight. He must have had a big boner in his pants by now. Finally the pants were down. Karen got up, stepped out of them. We got a short glimpse of her pussy, before she ran into the bathroom.
Peter and I chased her. “Don’t pee yet!” Peter yelled back. “Pee in the bathtub. I want to see my sister take a piss!” He said with a horny voice. Yep, his boner was getting hard: I could see the outline of his growing cock in his pants. Karen was standing in the bathtub, and was already peeing when we got in. It was a great sight though: Karen, naked from the waist down, her golden shower pouring from her cunt lips in to the bathtub, soaking her own feet and her lower legs. “Ooooohh, that’s a relieve,” she sighted. “Fuck those tight trousers. From now on, I’ll only wear skirts!” she said. Pete watched fascinated at his peeing sister. He started to stroke his cock through his trousers. When Karen was finished, she wanted to wipe her pussy clean with some paper towels.
“No, let me handle that,” Peter said. He went to the bathtub and put his mouth against her pussy. He started to lick her labia. This got me hard, I can tell you. Karen held on to his head, pushing him tight against her pussy. “Hmmmm, that’s nice Pete, thanks,” she said grateful. I took off my pants. My cock was rock hard. Karen took off her top and her bra. Now she was totally naked. Peter disengaged from her pussy. I was naked now too and stepped into the bathtub. I stood close to Karen, my cock pressing against her stomach. We kissed.
“Hon,” I said, “I gotta pee bad too.”
“Don’t let me stop you.”
I pressed hard and a weak stream of piss came out of my pee hole. As every man will know, it’s not easy pissing with a hard-on, but I managed. The drops hit Karen’s stomach, below her bellybutton. She grabbed my dick and pushed it in her cunny as far as it could go. I pissed inside her cunt, although everything fell out immediately of course. “Hold it,” she demanded. Karen lay down in the bathtub, “Okay, let it go.” I pointed at her and pied all over her body. She moved her hands on her breasts like she was rubbing it in. “Move up, I want it in my mouth,” she said. But it was too late. I was already done.
“I’ve got some for you,” Peter said. He was standing naked and was ready to go. He stepped over Karen in the bathtub, and squatted down so his cock was close to her mouth. He started to pee. Karen opened her mouth and caught most of it. “Hmmm, yummy she said.” She swallowed some, but let most of it just drop out of her mouth again. Then Pete was done too.
We showered after that, soaping up each other. Then we were back in the living room, having some drinks. It was early dawn and the sun was showing it’s first rays of light. The sky was painted a beautiful red, announcing it would be a cold day. Karen stood against the window, looking outside. She wore her robe. I moved towards her and kissed her in her neck while I put my arms around her. I had to fly out in a couple of hours and I was going to miss this girl for a long time. I cupped her breasts under her robe, and pinched her nipples.
“MMMMM, more babe,” she said quietly. I also pressed my hard-on against her back. I wore my robe, which was open at the front. Karen turned around and we kissed for a long time. I dropped her robe to the floor, and got out of mine. Karen leaned against the window as I entered her wet cunt. She wrapped her legs around my waist, and she began to moan
in the same rhythm that I plunged my cock into her. Since this wasn’t a very high building, people across the street would be able to see us fucking. Actually a parking agent and a woman stood still and watched how I pumped my cock in and out of Karen’s cunt.
Peter moaned. He was jerking himself off on the couch. Karen looked at him and smiled. She looked at his cock, and realised once more how much she longed for that cock. I said “We are neglecting our guest.” I walked Karen over to the couch, my cock still buried deep inside her. I was able to keep it in her cunt while I turned her around and she sat down on all fours.
“You know brother, I never really sucked your cock before,” Karen said matter of factly, and then took his cock into her mouth. Her head was bobbing up and down his cock head at the same pace as I was fucking her.
“Yeah sis, suck it baby. Suck your brother’s cock. Suck it hard. I need you to suck me hard. I need to come inside your hot mouth. Come on, suck me!” Karen held the base of his cock in her hand and swirled her tongue around his head. She squeezed the base at regular intervals. She could have been a drummer. He really seemed to like it, because he moaned loudly. I loved the sight in front of me and I loved the feeling of her tight cunt stretched around my cock.
Now the moment had arrived everything had been building up to. I sensed it, Karen en Peter certainly sensed it. It was time for their bodies to be reunited, connected once more. Just like they were a few months ago, when this whole fuck-fest began. That moment in which Peter had grabbed his sister from behind, and put his thick cock in her nice pussy and fucked her like she didn’t have a choice. One could wonder if she did have a choice in this whole thing or that the sex-drive between brother and sister was too strong to ignore, sucking everybody in who came too close of them (including me, but also their own sister and who knows in the future.)
Karen looked at me, as if to get my approval. I simply smiled at her.
“Come in my pussy,” Karen said to her brother. I took out my tool, and Karen straddled herself on her brother’s cock. Now this was a sight I will never forget in my horny life: He buried his dick deep inside her little cunt and she started to fuck herself on his thick tool. “OOOH, aaah, yeah,” she screamed. Peter held her ass cheeks and pressed into her ass hard. He was pulling her onto his cock.
I sat down on the couch, so I could look in closely, while I was stroking my own cock. Her cunt lips fitted tightly around his shaft, as if their skin melted together. She was sucking him in as far as he could go. Her face in ultimate bliss, enjoying every stroke, every second of their union.
“God, sis, I’ve missed your tight cunt. I really did. We should do this on a regular basis.” He said.
“Yes, yes we do,” she panted. She looked over at me and moved her head up close to mine, and kissed me. My tongue swirled around in her mouth, around her tongue as if they were dancing. “Thank you,” she whispered in my ear. Then she moved back to Peter, to fully concentrate on his fuck tool.
Peter started to speed up his thrusts, making her move up and down faster and faster. Her tits bounced up and down. Her cunt was so wet, it made a hell of a soaking noise. I loved it.
“Jesus sis, if I’d known that you were such a great fuck, I’d would have never bothered with any other cunts!” Pete panted. He was definitely sweating a lot, his skin glistering with his sweat.
“OOOH, God Pete. It feels soooooo gooood!. You two guys have the best dicks I’ve ever had in me. I wish we could fuck each other every f-u-c-k-i-n-g day!” Karen screamed.
“Now spurt your wad into me. Make me cum!” And so it happened. Peter yelled when he filled up his sister’s pussy. She came at the same time, her pussy pulsing and throbbing around him. Smashing her body upon him. As soon as Peter was finished coming in her, I pulled out his cock, moved Karen a little bit to the right and pounded my hard rod into her pussy.
“Oh, yeah, Rob, fuck me honey. Fuck my already filled up cunt. Make the cum splash out of me!!!” Karen yelled. Her cunt was very wet, being filled up with her brother’s cum. Every time I took my tool out, just leaving the head inside her, I could see my cock was covered with her brothers cum. A wonderful sight. It didn’t take long for me to come too and I spurted a load of cum inside her wet cunt. “Yeah, you fucking cunt, I am filling you up right now!” I said while I climaxed.
“Don’t pull your dick from her,” Peter said, while he moved back under Karen. He pushed his cock against her cunt lips and tried to enter her too. After trying for a while we both had our cocks inside her pussy. Peter’s was only halfway in, but it felt great. My cock was in my girlfriend’s cunt, while it pressed against her brother’s cock, which was also in her pussy. “God, you guys are both inside. I am stretched up to the limit. I can take no more!” We fucked her slowly, careful not to slip out of her slippery slit.
“Aaaaah, it’s too much.” Karen climaxed. Her cunt juice spurting all over the place. Her body shaking so much, both of our cocks slipped out of her cunt. She fell down on the couch, next to Peter and me.
Peter immediately grabbed my cock and started to jerk me off. He moved his face close to my cock and while he looked at me, he started to lick my head. Wow, that was a horny sight, I can tell you. Felt great too. Karen was still recovering, while her brother took my head into his mouth. He sucked just on the head. He cupped my balls and played with them. Then he took my whole cock and shoved it into his mouth. Its head reached his throat and he almost choked on me. Then he deep-throated me, like he was some expert cocksucker. Karen looked at us with big eyes. She had never seen anything like it. Nor had I.
I felt the suction increase. I moaned louder.
I felt my cum moving up. “Shit, I am cumming,” I said. Peter shoved my dick out of his mouth, except for my cock head. I spurted my cum against the back of his mouth. He sucked me dry.
“Wow, guys. That was really fucking horny.” Karen said. We both agreed. She gave Peter a kiss; they shared my cum. Karen swallowed. “Any chance you could do the same for my brother?” Karen asked with a mischievous smile on her face. I looked at Pete and then at his cock. It seemed to grow just by looking at it. To be honest, I am not sure how I felt about sucking another man’s cock. But then again, I would have done anything to make Karen happy. Before I could say anything however, the phone rang. Karen walked to it and picked it up. Cum was still leaking down her legs when she answered. I sat down next to Pete. My cock was lying lazily between my legs.
“Hello? Oh Hi dad….”
“What?” Karen said. “Okay, we’ll be there in an hour. Bye” She hung up the phone, her face turned pale.
“What is it honey?” I asked carefully.
“That was dad. He wants to have a family meeting at eleven o’ clock.”
Pete looked surprised “Why?”
“Mum and he are breaking up.” Karen said while she sat down on my lap and hugged me.
About 90 minutes later we were at their parent’s house. Apparently their mom and dad didn’t get along as well as they thought. And their mother decided to go to Paris, to live with her sister for a while. Dad would stay at the house with the kids, until things got better or until they decided what to do. It was a family crisis. Jeanine cried, and Karen comforted her.
Later that day I was sitting on Karen’s bed and we talked.
“You know I’ve got to go. I’ve got to do this gig,” I said to her.
Karen sat next to me, her head on my shoulder. “I know.”
“You want me to skip this one, and stay?” I asked her.
She kissed me. “No, go. I’ll be fine. This is a big job, a big movie, right?” I nodded. “So do it.
I will be fine, I’ve got Pete and Jeanine. We’ll help dad out. We’ll be fine.”
Three hours later we were at the airport. Karen and I said our goodbyes. We held each other tight and after a long kiss, I went into the plane. Leaving her behind with all the family trouble.
Who knew what would happen in the next six weeks. I can tell you one thing though, I could have never suspected that things would turn out that weird. I never realised that the sexy events that had started a while ago, were merely the beginning.
To be continued…..

Read 44490 times |
Rated 91.9 % |
(123 votes)

Vote list (Close) :toadlicker
: POSITIVEDudley Dowrong
: POSITIVE

Please rate this text:   

Fantasy

Shirley Dating

When we got in bed John said he wanted to talk to me about something and asked that I keep an open mind and not get mad. We had always been open with one another. I was curious and said OK. He asked if I had ever heard of an open marriage.

Fantasy

College: Loss of Innocence

This story is long, slow, and sweet. The first 40% is just character development and my attempt at recapturing the feeling of meeting new friends that you really, really click with. If this isn’t your cup of tea, you should probably skip it. As usual, comment with whatever, although I’m really confused by the people who comment about potatoes.

Fantasy

Handy Man

High school grad gets handy man job at local hotel and has the experiance of a life time

Fantasy

His Mom My Mom 3

His Mom My Mom 3
A recap of the previous two stories: I got caught by Jack Fucking his Mother and we have had been fucking her now almost two years. Recently every time I fucked Faye I fantasized about what it would be like to fuck my Mother. My school friend Ray and I have been fucking my History teacher and we got her pregnant. Recently I got the idea I wanted to fuck my Mother and devised a way with the help of Jacks mother Faye to accomplish it. My Mother has resisted my advances to this point.
His Mom My Mom Part 3
It was Wednesday night and I got home rather late because Ray and I had really fucked Mrs. Turner my history teacher a lot because she was so upset at finding out she was pregnant. We thought that fucking her three times each would take her mind off it. She was worn out when we left but was crying so I guess it didn’t work.
When I got home Mom and Dad had already eaten and I could tell Mom was still upset at what happened between us the previous night. “Just where have you been young man, you know we eat at six every night.” I’m sorry Mom but the basketball coach called a meeting of next year’s team to talk about practicing this summer. “Well I called the school today because of you recent behavior. They told me you were behind in your home work and if you didn’t catch up there was a chance you might fail English, Science and Math. So you march right into your room and start catching up. I want you home right after school every day until your grades are back to “B” or better. If you don’t then there will be no basketball for you next year, do you understand me?” Yes, I said.
I went in and cracked the books. It was hard at first because I kept thinking about Sunday. Everything worked out great the rest of the week because Mrs. Turner had a teachers meeting after school Thursday. Ray and I couldn’t pay her a visit so I came straight home after school and went in to my room to study. Mom was avoiding me except for dinner and breakfast times. Friday I made a quick trip to Mrs. Turner’s room after school and gave her a nice fucking and then left as Ray was getting a blow job. I was not able to see Faye either night.
Saturday Mom went to the store shopping about 10 AM. So I snuck next door and explained what had happened to Faye. She showed me what she had bought at the porno shop. It was a strap on with a dildo attached to it. She said women use it to fuck each other. She said she picked a Dido that was about the same size as I was and it had a hard rubbery texture. I tried it on and fucked Faye with it for almost forty minutes. She went wild and came a half dozen times. Then I fucked her in the Ass with my own cock. I went over my plan with her but made a slight revision. When I left Faye was laying on her bed exhausted from cumming so much.
Sunday, Mom, Dad and I had breakfast before we met Fay and all piled into Dad’s car to go to church. Jack had already left with his Dad for the Ball game. On our way Faye leaned forward and asked Mom if she could come to her house after because she had
some patterns she wanted Mom to look at for the church social coming up. Mom said, sure how about after lunch, I’ll come over and look then. While she was leaning forward I ran my hand up between her legs and realized Faye didn’t have any panties on so I put two, then three fingers into her pussy and finger fucked her. By the time we reached church I had four fingers up her pussy. She was having a hell of a time trying not to let my folks know she was cumming like a fountain. I could see the strain in her legs as she forced herself not to cry out each time she came.
When we got to church Faye said she had to go to the bathroom and hurriedly left almost before the car stopped. Her face was flushed and her dress was sticking to her ass. Fay whispered to me as we sat down. “You son of a bitch, it was all I could do to keep from making a sound in that car. And I had cum all over the inside of my dress.” I just grinned at her as she said, “You Bastard” and giggled.
When we got home Dad went immediately to the den and turned on the football game. I fixed a couple of trays for Dad and I while Mom fixed us some sandwiches for lunch. Mom had a salad and then went next door. It was all I could do to sit there and eat my sandwich and drink a glass of milk. I kept thinking about what was going on at Faye’s. Finally I couldn’t stand it any longer. I got up and told Dad I was going to go to the park and practice some basketball. He just grunted. I said do you want another beer before I go? Ya that would be nice he told me.
I hurriedly left and snuck next door thru the back door. As soon as I got in I heard someone moaning. The door to Faye’s bedroom was open and I saw my Mom with her face buried in Faye’s cunt. Neither of them had any cloths on and Mom was kneeling on the floor with Faye’s butt at the edge of the bed; legs wide open and her heels on Moms back at the waist. Mom was licking and sucking that cunt like she was afraid it might disappear. Faye was moaning and bucking her Ass up against Moms face. Faye had both hands on her own tits squeezing and pinching her nipples.
What a site. I got an instant hard on as I gazed at Moms beautiful Ass. I could see her pussy lips protruding between her legs. Fay was almost screaming as she said, “Oh Maureen (that’s my mother’s first name) your making me cum so much I can hardly keep from passing out. Ohhhhh shit, Ohhhhh god,” and she reared her ass up off the bed and her Ass began to shake violently as she had another giant climax. “Oh please Maureen fuck me I need a cock in me right now I can’t stand any more of your wonderful tongue.”
It was then that I noticed the strap around Mom’s waist. She stood up and I could see the dildo in front as Mom took hold of it and guided it into Faye’s wet cunt. Mom began to pump that dildo in and out of Fay. I couldn’t stand any more; my cock was so hard it hurt. I dropped my pants and began to jack off. Mom was fucking her just like a man and Faye was shoving her pelvis up to meet every down stroke. I shot a load of cum all over the wall as Mom fucked Faye for almost thirty minutes before Faye screamed,
ENOUGH, I CAN’T TAKE ANYMORE.” She was breathing so hard I thought she might pass out.
Mom fell on top of Faye with that dildo still inside her cunt. “My god Maureen you almost made me have a heart attack. I was cumming so much I could hardly breathe.”
They both laid there for about fifteen minutes while Faye came down from her high. ‘Ok now it’s my turn” said Faye as she rolled over on top of Mom. She took the strap off Mom and strapped it on herself. She then slid down between Moms legs and began eating Moms pussy. Within minutes she had Mom bucking and moaning. I thought christ, what a sight and I wished I had a movie camera. You could tell every time Mom climaxed by the way she raised her hips and pushed Faye’s face hard into her pussy. Ohhhhh yes Faye christ that feels good aahhhhhhhh shit, yessss ooohhhhh god as Mom began to climax over and over. I know Mom climaxed at least eight times before Faye came up for air.
“Ok Maureen it’s time to get that pussy of yours fucked. Turn around and get on your knees at the edge of the bed. I’m going to doggy fuck you senseless.” Mom smiled and turned around getting on her knees and laid her head on the bed with her ass sticking up in the air. Fay motioned for me to come in and she backed up as I stepped behind Mom and my hard on stuck straight out as I guided it toward Moms pussy. My hands were trembling and my legs felt weak. I was about to enter an area that was considered by most as taboo and violate my own Mother. I was scared and excited at the same time
Mom’s pussy lips were full and all puffed up from Fay’s tongue. I almost came as the head of my cock entered her and I would have if I hadn’t already jacked off. Her pussy was so wet and hot. She was even hotter than Faye’s or Mrs. Turner. Through the out sides of my cock I could feel the insides of her womb with every inch that entered her. First two then four inches until my full six and a half inches were fully engulfed by her flaming pussy. It is impossible to accurately describe the feeling I had as I was sliding in and out of that wonderful love box.
I began to pump my cock very slowly in and out of my Mothers beautiful body. My legs were still shaking so bad I thought I would collapse. Mom said “OH that’s nice Faye, but fuck me faster and harder. I began to increase my tempo and started to ram my cock deep inside her belly. I lasted almost two and a half minutes before I came. I stayed hard and continued to fuck her again. I was now in such a state that I was hammering her pussy as hard as I could. This time as I fuck her I heard her say, “god Maureen it felt like that dildo spurted a load of cum in me.” Maureen who was standing in the middle of the room said “Yes I know it’s a special one that has a cream inside it.” I lasted almost nine minutes the second time.
When I came again I collapsed on top of her, my cock still in her. We rolled onto our sides and I reached around Mom and grabbed both her breasts squeezing them and rolling her nipples between my fingers. She was beginning to breathe harder in response to my kneading when she saw Faye standing in the middle of the room. She began to fight me, pulling my hand away and scrambled across the bed. She looked at me and said with tears coming into her eyes, “Burt, oh Burt, how could you do this to me. I’m your Mother for god’s sake.” I’m not sorry Mom I love you and have wanted to make love to you for the last two years. “That was not making love that was fucking me without my consent. You raped me in a sense. Then she looked at Faye and hissed. “How could you be a party to this? You just stood there and let him fuck me. I will never forgive you for this; our friendship is at an end.”
Don’t blame her Mom; I forced her to do it. I told her that if she didn’t help me I would tell you and the police that she has been fucking her son and me for almost two years. “Your son, christ, Faye how could you fuck your own son for gods sake.” Fay just looked at the floor. We forced her to have sex with us. She had just gotten out of the shower and was naked when I walked in. I grabbed her and fucked her right there in the bathroom. Jack caught us and he fucked her too. We fucked her so many times until she began to like it. We told her that if she cooperated we would never tell anyone. Besides what do you call what you and Faye have been doing? That’s cheating on Dad isn’t it, even if it is with a woman instead of a man?
“Oh god” Mom stammered. I’m so sorry I’ve done this to you. I went over and put my arms around Mom and kissed her. She just sat there and kept looking from me to Faye. Finally Faye spoke. “I am real sorry Maureen, but I couldn’t take the chance that he might tell someone about Jack. Your son is really a good lover and I got so I enjoyed his love making. I took a chance that you didn’t want your husband to find out about us either. She said in barely a whisper, “No, I guess I wouldn’t want him to know about us.”
I pushed Mom back on the bed putting my arms around her and I whispered, Oh Mom you are so beautiful, and the sexiest person I have ever known, everything is going to be Ok. My cock began to harden as we were talking. She has such beautiful full breasts still firm and fully rounded. Her areolas are a very light pink while her nipples were even a lighter pink. I slid between her legs and re-entered her pussy. I slowly began to fuck her. She was in a daze I think and didn’t quite know what I was doing. I fucked her for about five minutes real slow before her body began to respond to my stimulation. I increase my speed and her breathing became a little more ragged. As I began to fuck her in earnest her legs wrapped around me and began to fuck me back.
I felt her cum as she groaned and shoved her pelvis up into my abdomen. I continued to fuck her for about a half as hour and Mom came several more times before I felt that wonderful feeling in my ball sack. I was fucking her hard and as fast as I could move my butt. When I came we both moaned at the same time and I felt her cum with me.
Faye came over and laid beside us and put her arms around us. We must have fallen asleep because I woke up and it was four o’clock. Mom looked so beautiful lying there on her back. I parted her legs and began to eat her pussy. I could taste her and my own cum. She had a pungent odor from all the sexual activity. I soon had her moaning and she held my face tight against her pussy as she came. I didn’t here or see Jack come in but when I heard a moan from Faye I looked up and there was Jack between his Mothers legs eating her pussy too.
Mom threw her legs up over my shoulders and pulled my face tight against her own love hole. She had not yet seen Jack. I was still eating Moms pussy when in the middle of an orgasm Mom all of a sudden tried to push me away and said “Shit.” I looked up and Jack was fucking his Mother doggy fashion. He Just looked over and said Hi Mrs. Fountain. (That is out last name). “Shit, Shit, and SHIT” she said. Is everyone in town in on this?” Jack never missed a beat, “No, just us” and grinned. Mom was trying to get up but she was still not completely finished with her orgasm. Finally Mom relaxed enough and jumped up and started to get dressed. She looked in the mirror and said “christ, look at me. How am I going to explain this to Jay (that’s my Dads name)?”
“Why don’t you take a quick shower, there’s a blow dryer in the bathroom,” said Faye. Mom left a half hour later. I let Faye give me a blow job and it took me almost twenty minutes of fucking her throat before I finally shot a small load of cum down her throat.
I left and when I got home it was just before six, “Your Mom came home with a head ache and went to bed,” he said. I told him I needed a shower and would be back in time to have dinner with him. After dinner I watched TV for about an hour with Dad and then went to bed, because I was pretty tired.
I didn’t sleep to well, I kept dreaming about Mom. About 2”30 AM I got up to pee and decided to go in the kitchen and get a glass of milk. When I got there I found Mom sitting at the kitchen table. The night light showed she had been crying. I came to her and knelt down in front of her and put my arms around her. Don’t cry Mom everything is going to be OK, I love you I told her and hugged her real tight. “I love you too honey. I just don’t want to hurt your father.” I said I wouldn’t ever do anything to hurt him either. “She told me that she never wanted Jack to fuck her or try to black mail her into it. I assured her that she didn’t need to worry and that we would never make love in front of Jack.
I laid my head against her breast and without thinking I pulled her night gown top down and began to suck her nipple. I also began to massage her other breast manipulating her nipple with my forefinger and thumb. Mom’s breath became heavy and ragged. I reached down and pulled her Ass to the edge of the chair pulling her legs apart. I lifted her night gown and put my face between her legs and began to lick her pussy slit. I slowly ran my tongue up and down her slit, flicking her clit when I got to the top. Her Ass would jump each time I did that.
I shoved my tongue as deep into her hole as I could get it. I moved it in and out as fast as I could for about 30 seconds before I started sucking on her clit. Mom began to moan and lifted her pelvis to meet my driving tongue. She grabbed my head and mashed my face into her pussy as she came. Her ass jumped and shook as a huge orgasm swept over her. Ohhhhh god Burt, I can’t believe what you do to me. She held my face tight against her pussy and I felt her cum again.
I heard my Dad coming down the hall so I jumped up and pulled Moms gown down and opened the refrigerator and grabbed the milk. Mom Just got her tit back in her gown when Dad walked in. I left the refrigerator door open so the cold and odors from the fridge would hide any sex smell. “Looks like no one is sleepy,” He said. When I came to get a glass of milk and found Mom sitting here. She told me her head ache was gone and she felt a little hungry I was just going to fix something for Mom. What would you like Mom. “Just a small bowl of cereal so I can go to sleep.” What about you Dad I said. ” Oh a glass of that milk would be nice.”
(continued) All rights reserved to the Author
[b]

Read 164860 times |
Rated 91.9 % |
(933 votes)

Vote list (Close) :Lubeck Australia
: POSITIVEleinpipe
: POSITIVEMcDaddy4U77
: POSITIVE

Please rate this text:   

Fantasy

The Dancers Buck’s Party

Here it is, finally. I am really sorry for the long delay. the next one wont be as long i promise. The next chapter is the wedding and will mostly be full of fluffy adorableness, so i have packed this chapter with quite a strong sex scene dripping with smutty goodness 😉 Enjoy