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I’m Not a Slut

After taking a lengthy hiatus away from my writing to rekindle my muses, I have decided to return to this site and share some more tales from the demented mind of 2stfauther. I will start with this fictitious offering about a high school girl who just thinks she is normal. Anyway, enjoy and please comment

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Demon Overlord Lucifer Part IV

Sorry for the ever-so-long wait everyone. I’ve been dealing with some shit that makes it hard to get inspiration for writing. However, I’m making it up to you guys by making this part longer than usual, with more Erotic content, so Enjoy!
Chapter 4: I’m the Master Now.
I looked over Hildegard’s naked and unconscious body. Looking at her breasts, waist, hips, and crotch. She probably had about an E-cup or thereabouts, I’ve never seen anything past DD. I skimmed my finger from her crotch, up her stomach, moved it up her breast and swirled it around the nipple. I then flicked the nipple a couple of times, and reached my other hand down to her vagina and began stroking it slowly. Within time, Hildegard woke up, startled by the events currently taking place.
“W-What are you doing?!” She tried to struggle a bit, but my strength was too much for her and held her down.
“Don’t you remember? You’re mine now.” I grinned. At this time, her mind must’ve been cycling through what happened before she passed out, and within several seconds, she realized her place. “Your mind, body, and soul are mine now. Your eternal loyalty is pledged to me.” I leaned over and took a quick nibble on her ear. She let off a cute moan and tensed up, grabbing some of the sheets on the bed. I smiled and got off the bed. I went over to my desk and had a seat on my chair. “Lilith, get her ready,” I ordered.
“Yes, Master.” She went over to the bed, already looking aroused and got on top of Hildegard. She smiled and unbuttoned her blouse exposing her perfect DD breasts and slim midriff. She laid down on Hildegard, their boobs squishing each other, and interlocked in a deep kiss with her. Lilith rubbed up and down on Hildegard’s body, rubbing their nipples together, and stroked Hildegard’s long, blonde hair, sending both into ecstasy. Their lips locked, the quickly parted, revealing their tongues, swirling around each other, lines of saliva connecting the two’s lips, then quickly locking lips again and aggressively pressing into each other.Wow, they’re really getting into it… I thought to myself. My boner at this point, was in full action, ready for whatever may come.
Lilith reached one of her hands down and began stroking Hildegard’s pussy, running up and down, and occasionally giving a quick few flicks of her clitoris. These actions send Hildegard into a new world, causing her to moan through the kissing. Huh… I guess girls do know what girls want. My thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door.
“Master Overlord, there is a guest here for you.” It sounded like Rika.
“Who is it?” I asked.
“She says its ‘Kaede.'” She responded.
Kaede? Why is she here? I took a deep breath and responded, “Alright, I’ll be right down.” I got up from my chair and began walking to the door. As I was doing so, Lilith stopped what she was doing and looked at me.
“Where are you going Master?” She took deep breaths, obviously tired from pleasuring Hildegard.
“A guest is downstairs that I have to meet with, continue what you’re doing, I won’t be long.” I continued out the door. Rika was waiting for me outside.
“Shall I take you to her?” She asked.
“Please do.” I smiled and she led the way. We went down the hallway, then down the stairs, and then into the living room. There on the couch, was Kaede looking tense. “Kaede, what’s up?” I asked her.
“Whoa, Javin, this place is fancy…” She was definitely amazing by my new house.
“Huh? Oh, yeah, things happened and this is my place…” I gave a awkward smile and scratched the back of my head. I walked over to the couch and had a seat. “So, what brings you here, this late?” I asked.
“Oh, well, today at school, you seemed different, so I was concerned…” She had a worried look on her face.
“Well, you could’ve called, but I appreciate you coming all the way over here.” I smiled. “Would you like some tea or something to drink?”
“Sure,” She smiled back.
“Hey Rika, can you make us some tea? You pick.” I looked over, behind the couch to where Rika was standing and asked her.
“As you wish, Master.” She bowed and exited the room towards the kitchen.
“Wow, you have maids too?” She was surprised.
“Yeah, like I said stuff happened.” If I told her I became Overlord of the Demon realm, there’s no way she’d believe me… “No need to worry, I’m alright.”
“Who’s that girl?! Really, who is she?” She quickly jumped to the next question.
I took a sigh. I knew this question was coming… “Will you believe what I say? Completely?”
“Of course!” She had a serious look on her face. Just then, Rika came back in, with the tray of tea and some other stuff.
“Rika, Fetch Lilith and Hildegard… Make sure they are adequately dressed.” I ordered her.
“Yes Master.” She bowed and left the room again.
I reached to the table and grabbed the cup of tea. I put a bit of sugar in it and stirred. I took it from the table and held it close to my face. The warmth and smell enlightened me. “Ah, the smell of Irish Cream is simply elegant.” I smiled and looked at Kaede. “What’s the matter? Relax.” I smiled took a sip of the tea.
“What’s with you? You changed…” She looked a bit distressed.
“Hmm? Oh, this is a side effect of what happened. Split personalities.” I charmingly smiled. The door to the living room opened and Rika, along with Lilith, in her casual clothes, and Hildegard, who was in a blouse came in the room. “Come here, Lilith, Hildegard.” I motioned them to sit on each side of me. They came over and sat on each side of me, and I put my arms around them. I looked at Kaede, who was on the couch across the table from me. “I am the Overlord of the Demon Realm. These are my two Slaves, Lilith, and Hildegard.” I pulled Lilith and Hildegard in closer to me, embracing them tightly. “My true name is Lucifer Klyne Asmoedeus. My ancestors were servants to the Overlord in the past, however just recently, the past Overlord’s term ended, so my Family was selected as the new ruling Family, with me, the oldest son the Overlord.” Kaede’s face was mostly frozen, probably processing all of what I said.
“T-There’s no way I can believe that. It sounds like a fictional story.”
“I didn’t expect you to.” I smiled. “Now look, I was kind of in the middle of something, so unless you have something to say, may I kindly ask that you leave?”
“What the Hell’s your problem?” She was looked at the ground, and her fists were clenched on her knees. “You tell me some third-rate excuse then ask me to leave?” She looked at me, angrily. “How can I believe you?!” She shouted.
I took a deep breath. “Calm down Kaede. I’m speaking the truth. I didn’t want to, but I guess I’ll have to prove it to you.” I unwrapped my arm from around Hildegard and held it out in front of me, palm up. I focused my energy into my hand and an ball of fire formed. “See?”
She looked shocked at the sight. She laughed a bit. “That’s it? a cheap magic trick?!”
I looked disappointed, at her failure to understand the situation. I stood up and walked over to her. I stood in front of her and leaned over her, pushing her down on the couch. Her body was in shock so all she could do is go along with what I was doing. Soon, I was fully on top of her and I whispered into her ear. “What reason would I have to lie to you?” I went in for a quick nibble of her ear, and she gave off a quiet moan. I Backed my head up and looked into her eyes. They looked dull, almost lifeless. “There’s always room for another.” I gave a devilish grin. I got back up, and Kaede was still laying on the couch. “Rika, prepare a guest bedroom for Kaede. Call her parents and let them know she’s staying here for the night. Be sure to clear up any misunderstandings though. The directory should be in drawer, and their number should be in there.”
“Yes, Master.”
“Now then, I apologize for the wait, let us continue.” I looked at Lilith and Hildegard who were obviously still in heat from the previous session. They stood up and followed me back to my room. Once we were there, we all stripped and went on the bed. Hildegard was still wet from Lilith’s handiwork, ripe and ready for my cock. She was laying down and I was on my knees in front of her vagina. I Positioned my cock at the entrance to her hole and held it there. I looked at Hildegard, expecting something from her, she instantly knew what I meant.
“Please… Fuck me Master, and make me yours…” She smiled and spread open her vagina.
I gave a evil grin and thrusted my hips as hard as I could into her vagina. Her eyes widened, and she clenched the sheets on the bed and arched her back. I made sure to thrust in as far as I could, fitting my whole length into her. I looked up at her face and she was smiling and had her arms extended out to me as if she wanted to hug me. I leaned forward, resting my chest on hers, and she wrapped her arms around me. I began moving my hips, slowly at first, then gaining speed. With every other thrust or so, she would let out a soft moan of pleasure. I moved my lips to hers and we locked in a passionate kiss, exploring every spot of each other’s mouth. I broke off from our kiss and leaned back, upright and grabbed her thighs, moving my hips faster, and trying to go deeper.
“Yes..! Master! Please… harder!” Hildegard managed to speak between breaths.
“Hey Lilith, how about helping out?” I asked, continuing my thrusting.
“What shall I do Master?” she asked.
“Hmm… Like, grope her breasts or rub her clit or something… Make her feel better.”
“Yes Master.” She came over to us and began licking Hildegard’s erect nipples, swirling her tongue around them, and flicking them. She soon came to sucking and biting them, causing Hildegard to moan out more. She broke off from her nipples and licked her body from breast, and traced her tongue down her stomach, around her belly button, and back up.
“Hildegard, Once I cum inside of you, you will be cleared of anything ‘holy’ left inside you will be purged and you’ll be fully corrupted into a Demon…” I told her.
“Yes, Master. I want to be yours.” she responded.
“Good… Now then, get ready to accept it!” I moved my hips faster and harder, on the verge of orgasm. Hildegard grabbed the sheets tightly and started tensing up. I held onto her thighs tightly and got ready to finish off. “Here it comes…!” I finished with one Final thrust, pushing in as deep as possible. Cum began gushing out my cock and began pouring into Hildegard. We both twitched, and I fell on top of her. Despite my increased stamina from becoming a Demon, I still fell exhausted. It must’ve been because I had to purge the remaining holy elements from her. I rolled of Hildegard and laid on the bed.
“Lilith, come here.” I gestured to my left side. She came over and laid down next to me. Hildegard was on my right and I had my arms around them both. I pulled them in tight and cuddled with them until I fell asleep.
I awoke to the feel of something with considerable weight on top of me. I opened my eyes, what appeared before me was the body of a familiar female. Upon closer inspection, I saw that it was Kaede. Wait… What’s going on..”Hahaha, your Harem is developing boy.” It was that voice again.”Oi, Old man, what’s this development?””You don’t remember? Last night you attracted her through your powers.”
The events of last night suddenly replayed themselves from start to finish, from getting home to going to sleep. “Oh man… I’m a dick.” I felt disappointment in myself. “But, what’s up with the other personality? You never mentioned that.””Hoh? Must’ve slipped my mind. You’re royalty now, obviously you need to have an arrogant tone.””Fair enough… I guess.” I yawned and stretched my arms above me, and sat up, Kaede still having all her weight on me.
“Nnnnh…” I heard Kaede moan as I raised by back, and clenched one of her fists as if grabbing something. I got up and laid Kaede back down on the bed, in between Hildegard and Lilith, all three of them sleeping soundly. I walk over to my desk by the wall and look at the calendar.
“Saturday huh? No school.” I rubbed my eyes, trying to remove the sleep in them.
“Nnn… Master, are you awake?” Lilith tiredly spoke and she slowly got up from the bed.
“Hoh? Sleeping in later than the Master? You have some nerve for a slave.” I looked back at her. That statement must’ve shocked her because she was immediately wide-awake.
“I-I’m very sorry Master!” Her face became red, more than likely embarrassed at her lack of discipline. “I-If it’ll make you feel better, I’ll make it up for you with my body.” She shyly spoke this last line.
“Hmm? Ah, later. Get dressed for now.” I waved it off and walked over to the bed. “Hildegard! Wake up!” I order her as I lightly slapped her cheeks, trying to wake her up.
“Mmmm? Master?” She slowly got up and rubbed her eyes.
“The lot of you, your lack of discipline irritates me.” I pinched Hildegard’s nipple and began tugging on it.
“Ahhn.. Master… If you keep doing that…” Hildegard began blushing intensely, pleasured by my violent treatment. I let go and turned around. Hildegard was panting behind me, obviously not satisfied by only what I just did.
“Lilith, prepare a bath.” I ordered her.
“Yes Master.” Lilith bowed and exited the room, heading towards the shower.
“Now then… What to do about this one?” I looked at Kaede. “Should I just fuck her in her sleep and convert her into a demon?” Now noticing I was still naked, I look down and see a solid hard-on, ready for action. I looked at both Hildegard and Kaede, and suddenly, my sadistic side kicked in. “Hildegard, On your hands and knees above Kaede.” I ordered her.
“Ah, Yes Master!” Obviously figuring out what comes next, she excitedly crawled over to Kaede and positioned herself above her.
“Stick your ass out.” I stood on the bed, behind Hildegard’s ass. She stuck her ass out, exposing it to me. “Perfect.” I grinned and rubbed my cock at the entrance to her vagina. Hildegard gave off a tiny moan.
“Stick your cock inside me Master… Violate my insides with your cock…” Hildegard begged for my cock.
“Very well.” I grabbed her hips and thrusted my cock inside her pussy. I moved in quick, shallow thrusts, not even getting my 10 inch dick halfway in.
“Uhhn… Master… Deeper…” Hildegard’s moans came out quiet at first, but then got louder and louder. Juices from Hildegard’s vagina leaked out with each thrust of mine, dripping her juices on the bed and Kaede’s lower half. I moved slower, but made deeper thrusts, getting maybe 8 or so inches in. “Ahhn…. Master… it feels so good…” Hildegard let off more moans.
“Heh? you like you pussy being deeply penetrated?” I ask her sadistically.
“Yes… I love it when you thrust your cock deep inside me…” She replied in ecstasy.
“Good. Then how do you like this…!” I pulled out almost all the way, and in one powerful thrust, I slam my cock in as deep as possible inside her, getting right to the base. Hildegard let off a moan louder than all the rest, and arched her back, her tongue hung out of her mouth in pleasure.
“My… My Womb… I can feel you touching my womb…” Her voice was slurred, no doubt from the last thrust I gave her.
“Hildegard, start groping Kaede.” I ordered her.
“Yes… Master…” She moved her right hand onto Kaede’s left breast and began fondling it. First squeezing the breast as a whole, she slowly made her way to pleasuring the nipple, flicking it and rubbing her fingers over it. Kaede’s nipples quickly became erect, and I noticed that they were nice and perky. Her breasts was around a modest C-cup, but comparing to Hildegard’s E-Cup, they were simply dwarfed. I started thrusting my hips faster, making sure each thrust made it to the base of my cock. I repeatedly hit the entrance of Hildegard’s womb, causing her to give off moans each time. I leaned by body forward, and started groping Hildegard’s breasts with my hands. I squeezed them tight, digging my fingers into them. They were soft, and easy to squeeze, but not too squishy.
“Ahhn~… Master, it feels so good! My mind is going blank…” Her body was acting on its own, reacting to the stimulation I was giving it, by synchronizing her hips with mine, and mindlessly caressed Kaede’s body. Kaede let out soft moans, but were easily diminished by Hildegard’s loud moaning.
“Hildegard! Kiss her!” I ordered her excitedly.
“Yes… Master…” Hildegard put her hands on Kaede’s cheeks and aggressively began kissing her. I could see Hildegard’s tongue plunging deep inside Kaede’s mouth, most likely exploring every inch of her mouth. “Master… I want to cum… please let me cum…” Hildegard broke off from the kiss and asked me, her words broken up by moans of pleasure.
“Hmm? Very well then!” I laughed and moved my hips faster than before. “I feel like I’m about ready to cum as well!” I continued thrusting, and Hildegard went back to kissing Kaede. “Here it comes…!” I reach the start of the climax, and release my cum, welled up inside me. I give a loud grunt and explode my load inside Hildegard. Hildegard responded with a loud moan, muffled by Kaede’s mouth, but Hildegard’s body began twitching and convulsing, reaching the peak of her orgasm. Once she stopped, I pulled my cock out of her pussy and she rolled over to the side and collapsed in exhaustion. “Now then…” I look down at my cock, which is covered in cum. “Someone’s going to have to clean this up…” I look at Kaede who awoke from Hildegard’s moan. She was wide-eyed, and frozen in shock at the sight before her. “What? Never seen a cock before?” I asked her, jokingly. She had no response. “Oh well, looks like you’re on clean-up duty.” I walk over to her and place my cum-drenched cock infront of her face. “C’mon, lick it clean.” I smiled evilly. She didn’t respond. “Hmm?” I tilted my head to the side pondering why she isn’t responding. “Oh well, whatever.” I grab Kaede’s jaw and force it open. “Here you go, enjoy the meal.” I thrust my still-erect cock inside her mouth and begin moving it back and forth. upon entry, she quickly came back to her senses and screamed at what was happening, but it was muffled because of my cock. “Oh, you’re back.” I pulled my cock out of her mouth, allowing her to speak.
“W-What are you doing?!” She angrily spoke to me
“Hmm? I’m using your mouth to clean off my cock.” I notion to my cock, now covered in saliva along with the cum.
“What the hell’s your problem?! You Nymphomaniac!” She shouted at me.
“Oh, my feelings are hurt. but no matter, even if you resist now, you won’t be able to in a bit.”
“W-What do you mean?!” She questioned me.
“My Bodily fluids act as a aphrodisiac. You’ll be in heat shortly, then you won’t be able to resist.” I give an ear-to-ear grin.
“D-Don’t be rediculous!” She barked back at me. “Who do you think you-” She stopped mid-sentence, and her expression relaxed. “Ahhn…” She gave off a slight moan, Her mouth was open, and she was panting heavily.
“Hmm… Looks like it’s in effect.” I put my hand to my chin in a thinking pose. “No matter.” I grabbed Kaede’s hair and moved it to my cock and thrusted my hips forward, penetrating her mouth. Kaede gave off a quick expression of shock, but quickly transformed into a expression of pleasure. “C’mon, use your tongue.” I gave instructions and she followed them well. She rubbed her tongue on the bottom of my cock, massaging the Urethra, which felt extraordinarily pleasurable. “Heh… you’re not bad…”
Kaede pulled off my cock and looked up at me. “Thank… you… Javin…” She spoke in ecstasy, heavily in heat from my aphrodisiac. The more cum she consumes, the greater then effect. She stroked my cock with her right hand and began fondling my ball sack with her left hand. She started off with licking the tip, but began licking down my cock to the base, and then back up. “Mmmm… Your cock is so tasty…” She smiled and put my shaft into her mouth. She started with just the head, circling her tongue around it, then proceeded to go deeper and deeper, until eventually reaching the base. She made a lot of slurping noises, but I could feel my cock inside her throat. She seems to have a natural talent for this.
“You’re not half bad…” I grunted. “But, I’m in charge here!” I grab the back of her head and moved her head vigorously up and down my cock, penetrating deep inside her throat, then back out to her mouth. I continued this motion until on the brink of orgasm. “Here I go…!” I thrusted my hips as hard as possible, ramming my cock as deep as possible inside her throat, ending in blasting my load of hot cum down her throat. Kaede’s eyes widened at the sudden gush of cum, and screamed a bit in shock, but she quickly got used to it and began gulping down my cum. Once I finished my orgasm, I pulled my cock back out, with a ‘pop’ sound, exited her mouth.
“More…” Kaede’s eyes looked blank, as if she was acting on instinct. She laid back and lifted her legs up and exposed her vagina which was drenched in her fluids. “I’m so… wet… Javin… fuck me…” She gave these words and smiled perversely, letting me know what to do.
“Well, I wasn’t expecting this much, but whatever, it’s all good.” I positioned myself as to where my cock was at the entrance of her vagina and rubbed it there, making sure the entry was okay.
“Javin… I love you… so be my first…” She moaned these words, and my body suddenly felt no fatigue. This was too damn cute.
Like a beast, I excitedly grabbed Kaede’s thighs and moved my cock inside her vagina. I didn’t spare the formalities and violently thrusted my cock inside her.
“Ahhn…! Fuck me Javin!” She moaned in delight. I thrusted my hips as hard and as fast as I could into her, ramming my cock at the entrance of her womb. “Yes…! Yes…! Keep thrusting at my womb! You’ll break it!” I mixed up my strategy, thrusting in deep, and then once all the way in, circled my hips, exploring every corner of her vagina. “Javin…! Keep fucking me! Carve the shape of your cock into my vagina…! I only belong to you!” She continued with these Masochistic requests. I never knew she was such a hardcore one. I smiled and pulled out, and rolled her over, and made her assume doggy-position. I rammed my cock inside her vagina and continued thrusting. while doing so, I began slapping her ass cheeks, and each time I did, she gave off a loud moan. “Yes…! Spank me! Spank me for being a naughty girl!” I started slapping harder, and her ass got redder. The pleasure finally built up to its limits and I was ready to cum
“I’m going to cum!” I exclaimed to her.
“Cum Javin…! Cum inside me!” She replied, giving her consent. I continued thrusting, on the verge of cumming.
“Accept it!” I thrusted faster and faster, ramming more and more against her womb. The pleasure was finally too much and I came. This orgasm was like no other. Cum came gushing forth through my cock and overflowed her womb, causing it to pour out of her vagina. Kaede moaned out in pleasure as my hot cum filled up her stomach. Even though I came, I didn’t stop. A Carnal desire inside me demanded I continue on, the desire was simply too strong and I continued thrusting.
“Ahhn… Ahhn… I-I’m cumming…!” She exclaimed as I continued thrusting. She threw her head back and arched her back and her body began convulsing at the sheer pleasure of me fucking her. Even though She came, I still didn’t stop. My desire was too strong and I came about my second orgasm.
“Kaede… I’m going to cum again!”
“Me too…! Cum with me Javin…!” She reached her arms out to me, inviting me in. I leaned my body into her and she embraced me. It didn’t take long, but a second flood came pouring out of my cock into her vagina. Her body tensed up, and her vagina clamped down on my cock, squeezing every last drop out of it. Kaede’s body convulsed again, but more violently this time, and for a longer period of time. Once she finished climaxing, her body fell limp as she passed out. I stood up, but had minor trouble getting to my feet, as my legs were weak from exhaustion. I sat down on the bed and gazed downward. After several minutes of gazing off into nothing, Lilith came back in, notifying me that the bath was ready.
“Alright, thanks Lilith.” I stood up slowly and walked out the door, having trouble walking. “Lilith, help me.”
“Yes Master.” She smiled and helped me to the bath.

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POW 3

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I got to sleep in Don’s room for the first time that night. He slept on his side on one edge of the bed while I slept facing him, curled up much lower. Every time I opened my eyes, I got a close up glimpse of his cock. Thankfully it was July, and hot, so I wasn’t suffocating under sheets and comforters.
I woke up earlier than him, whether it was due to the strange nature-noises, or being in an unfamiliar bed, I don’t know. I watched his chest heave and fall as he breathed. His cock moved slightly with every breath. I watched in rapt fascination as it started to stiffen while he slept.
It grew from a flaccid three inches to a spongy five or six, then finally to a rock hard 6.5 to seven. Don shifted a bit in his sleep, sliding a few inches closer to me. I looked up to see if he was awake. His eyes stayed shut and his breathing remained regular. Tentatively, I moved forward and licked up the shaft. No response.
Emboldened, I started licking it up and down repeatedly. A low moan escaped his lips, but he didn’t wake up. Pushing it to the limit, I slid forward and took the head in my mouth. I swirled my tongue around it before bobbing my head as silently and unobtrusively as I could, seeing how long I could pleasure him without waking him up.
His cock was soaked, and he kept moaning, but so far as I’d seen, he’d shown no signs of waking. I decided I’d take the next step, try and deepthroat him. Now, the way he was laying there made his rock hard cock stay fairly close to his stomach. I’d have to be slow about it, otherwise my head would brush him too much.
I went down about two inches and stopped, licking around the head, but waiting for any signs that he’d woken up. After nothing happened, I pressed a few inches further, slowly letting him slide into me, filling my mouth.
I jumped in shock as his hand flew to the back of my head and pushed me all the way down. I nearly gagged at the fast, sudden intrusion of his cock.
“Mmmph” I protested, barely able to get any sound out. He held me fast, letting me move an inch at times, then slamming me down. I had no doubt that it felt wonderful for him. After several seconds he finally let me come up for air.
As I lay there panting, he moved off the bed and walked over to the closet. I started at his nude body as he grabbed a spool of rope and some scissors. He knelt over me, letting me lick his balls while he quickly bound my wrists together and tied them off to the headboard. Moving downward, he tied a foot to each post, spreading me completely. To add to the helplessness, he spread me further by tying each knee off to the bedframe.
I looked up at him, completely at his mercy, and waited for what was coming. Don climbed onto the bed and knelt in between my legs, smiling at my obvious disadvantage. He ran his fingernails up my legs, stopping to poke at my hip flexors. I giggled at the ticklish feeling.
His right hand slowly slid upward and wrapped itself around my cock. I inhaled sharply at the foreign sensation of a hand on my dick. He placed his thumb on the sensitive spot blow my head and started softly massaging. I moaned, happy that my dick was finally getting some attention.
“No one has ever gotten you off before, huh?” His voice pulled me from my reverie.
“No Master.”
“How exciting,” he said with a smile, continuing to softly stroke me.
I laid my head back down, the feeling overwhelming me. The soft inexorable motion of his hand felt so good it almost drove me to the point of blissful numbness. In a hurry, I was ready to burst. Sensing my closeness, he let go and rubbed my legs once more.
I moaned in frustration.
“Uh uh,” he warned me. “You’re going to cum on my terms, not yours.”
“Yes Master.”
He continued running his hands around my helpless body, particularly enjoying my abs, and inner thighs, before he grasped me once more. This time he slid his hand up and down, a simple motion, that never the less had me straining against my bonds in ecstasy. In a few short moments, I could feel an orgasm beginning to rise within me.
“Oh God,” I moaned, preparing myself for the onslaught of cum. Then, at the last possible second, he stopped. “Oh God,” begging now.
He laughed. “I know my way around the male body. I can torment you for hours. Hell, you may not even cum today,” he grinned evilly. I shifted nervously, hoping that wasn’t the case, but knowing I could do absolutely nothing about it. “Maybe I’ll chain you to the post outside, and you can spend all day sucking me off. Over and over and over again. Would you like that?”
“Yes Master.”
“Mmmm,” he grasped my dick again. “Good Boy.”
He brought me to the edge and back time and time again. Soon I lost all track of time. I was building and building to the point where he’d only take two or three short strikes and I was ready to burst. My gasping moved to moaning, then to screaming. Now, I clenched my eyes shut and bit my lip. It was all I could do not to explode.
Finally it happened. He stroked me and didn’t stop. I felt my cock harden, and he kept going. I felt my balls tighten and the cum rising within me. Having been tormented for so long I started to scream. My cock just got harder and harder and harder until I thought it was going to fall off, but seconds later the first rope went blasting out. It looped up in the air and made a line from my bottom lip, halfway down my stomach.
One after the other followed, splashing across me somewhere. Seconds passed, and I thought for sure it would start to taper, but his practiced hand just kept drawing spurt after spurt. I covered myself, some dripped down to the bed. Instinctively I liked the drops that had made it onto my face. It was saltier than Don’s, but feeling it slide down my throat made me just as hot.
Finally his hand slowed, and the cum oozed rather than shot out. My screams died down even though my heartbeat didn’t. I breathed heavily, trying to catch up with what had happened.
“Than…thank you Master,” I managed to breathe hoarsely. He smiled and let me lick off what had gotten on his hands. I laid there, covered in my own seed while he slid on a pair of boxers.
He let me lie there in my own cum for a few moments before untying me. Weary and sore, I stretched my limbs and sat up. He allowed me to shower and clean the cum off myself before joining him in the kitchen. Completely drained, my dick lay limp while the warm water washed over me. I took my time cleaning myself, letting the water heal my sore, stretched arms and legs before stepping out and drying off.
I walked into the kitchen where he stood at the stove, frying some bacon for breakfast. His half hard cock poked through the slit in his boxers. I moved up behind him, pressing my nude body against his and reached around to stroke him. He smiled at me as my hand worked him to his full length.
Grinning, I moved to the floor and slid him in my mouth. He turned slightly sideways to make my job easier. I used my, for the first time, free hands to stroke the base of his shaft and play with his balls while I blew him.
He simply stared down appreciatively while finishing up breakfast. “Mmm,” he moaned, “I could let you do that all day.”
I smiled up at him without slowing my pace. He turned the stove off and piled bacon and eggs onto a plate for himself. I wondered what I was to eat while working his cock. He answered my question seconds later, grapping a tray of homemade donuts that had been cooling on the counter.
He grabbed both and walked over to the table, sitting down. I moved to take the seat across from him, but he shook his head. “On the floor under the table,” he commanded.
I complied, crawling beneath. He sat on the edge of the seat, spreading his legs for access. His balls hung off the edge of the chair. I licked and sucked on them while tugging his cock while he ate. I was careful to make it feel good, but not rush him to the point of orgasm. I was sure he’d want to save that for me later.
After a few minutes, he finished eating and slid his chair away from the table. He placed his dish in the sink then returned to the table where I knelt, waiting expectantly.
“Hungry?”
“Yes Master.”
“How does a donut sound?”
“Good Master.”
He grabbed one of the home made ones and held it out to me. I noticed it had a larger hole than most donuts did. My questions were answered in the next moment when he slid it on his cock.
“Watch the teeth,” he warned me.
I nodded and started in. They were pretty simple, just coated in sugar and soft. I ended up using my lips more than my teeth to pull bits off. I was hungry, soon all that remained was a bit of sugar clinging to his drool covered dick. I went all the way down on him, making a tight seal with my lips and licking slowly upwards with my tongue to clean the rest off.
“Good boy,” he told me.
“Thank you Master.”
“What do you say we go off into the woods again?”
“Yes Master.”
He grabbed another backpack and some equipment and prodded me out the door. We made it ten steps into the yard before he knocked me over and knelt on my back. Before I knew what was happening, my wrists were pulled behind me and cuffed together. There was a chain running from the cuffs on my wrist to ones that he locked around my ankles.
He hauled me to my feet. The chain connecting my ankles was agonizingly short. I had to take very careful measured steps. It was several minutes before I was into the brush and out of sight of the road.
We continued on, deep into the woods, I turned red, fully conscious of the spectacle I was putting on for him. We took a more direct route this time, arriving in only a few minutes.
I stood there in the center of the clearing, exposed while he unpacked some things. He stood there, pausing to think, then came over to me, unlocking my ankle cuffs, but leaving my wrists bound. Then he unlinked the chain leaving only the cold metal on my wrists.
He walked me over to the small shed off to the side. It was about ten feet wide and five feet deep. The front double doors had handles and a padlock holding them shut about chest high. There was also a half circle cut out of each about waist high.
He unlocked the doors and bent me over. Slowly shutting them, they closed around my neck holding me in place. He padlocked the doors and moved away. I struggled slightly, if only to test my restraints. They held me tightly in place. The shed roof was set a bit above the walls so some light streamed in. There was a chair and stool off to the side, and a battery powered lantern hanging from the ceiling. There was also a small 4’ high back door which soon opened.
Don came in and shut the little door behind him, setting the bag down. He was now nude and mostly hard, his cock pointing straight at my face. I licked my lips, knowing I was at the perfect height. He grinned and walked over to me, making sure to stand just far enough away so that I couldn’t reach. I strained against the doors, but they didn’t move an inch.
I shifted my body as deep into the hole as it would go, until the outside edges were digging into my shoulders and I still came up an inch short. I reached out with my tongue, and only then could I barely get a piece of him. I licked frantically, only succeeding in getting an inch of his dick wet.
He grinned evilly and pulled away, leaving me whimpering. He grabbed something from the bag, and before I could see what it was, a big red ballgag was shoved in my mouth. Now he walked closer, rubbing his cock on my face to taunt me.
He grabbed a paddle leaning against the corner, something I hadn’t seen before. Wooden, about a foot by three inches and solid wood. He twirled it and grinned at me before leaving the shed. I could hear his muffled steps outside, but they gave me little detail as to where he was. I thought nervously back to the paddle and awaited my fate.
“MMPH!” I yelled in shock as a hand reached between my legs and stroked my cock. His other hand motioned my legs apart, and I spread them wide, giving him better access. Something large and heavy closed tightly around each ankle. I tried to move them together, but wooden stocks held them in place.
I felt him fiddle around with the cuffs. After a few moments, my arms started to rise. They didn’t stop until they pointed at a 45 degree angle away from my back, putting me in a very uncomfortable position.
“Should I bind your cock and balls as well?”
“Mmph,” I protested, trying to find some semblance of the word no.
“Alright then,” I could just about hear his grin.
With no say in the matter, I felt him wrap thin piece of twine around my balls, separating them from my body. He must have tied them off to something below me because I felt them being pulled down even further. It was an interesting sensation of pain and restriction, one I longed to be out of.
His hand gently caressed my exposed ass. I tensed up, anticipating what was coming next, but he continued to rub me gently. Slowly, surely I relaxed. His hand ventured towards the front of me, grasping my restricted cock. Then, without warning he hit me. Hard. My scream into the gag was only obscured by the impossibly loud WHACK the paddle made against my ass. Already my cheeks stung with pain. I could only imagine how red they were.
I bit hard into the gag as he hit me twice more, just as hard as the first time. It sent waves of agony up and down my legs. Tears were streaming down my face. “Two more,” he informed me, and I braced myself. WHACK WHACK, they came one after the other, leaving me no time to react. The shock nearly knocked the wind out of me and I gasped around the ball gag for air.
I felt his hands move around to my hips, and the head of his cock poking my ass. “Mmmph,” I moaned into the gag as he slowly thrust into me. I tried to resist, but the stocks and ball bindings kept me held fast. I was nothing more than a pleasure toy for him now. He squeezed my ass and thrust in and out, faster, causing my body to move against the door, and against the rope around my balls. It wasn’t quite painful, but I was fully aware of all the sensations running through my body.
His cock slid in and out, not as painful as before. It gave me a feeling of fullness, of helplessness and of submission, feelings I found I enjoyed. While my first moan was of shock at so large a foreign object suddenly entering me, each that followed was in pleasure. The pleasure of being used, being taken, the joy of servicing another.
My cock grew hard while he fucked me, straining against the ropes that held my balls. He noticed and reached around, roughly grabbing hold.
“Enjoying yourself, aren’t you?” He asked in ragged breaths.
“Mmm,” was the only response I could muster.
“Me too,” he said, rubbing a hand over my sensitive balls. He flicked one, causing me to scream into the gag and attempt to curl in on myself. The ropes held me uncomfortably spread.
He started thrusting harder, with the clear intent of getting himself off. I could feel him swelling within me, stretching my asshole, before his dick finally contracted in what, judging by the sounds he made, was a long pleasurable spurt. It continued to throb within me, drawing muffled moans out of my lips for several seconds.
He finished and pulled out, discarding the condom and making the round into the shed. He pulled the gag from my drooling mouth. I simply stayed there, still panting, staring at the floor, trying to get my breath back. He held his half flaccid cock out to me. I licked it clean, it tasted of condom, lube, and salty cum. I thoroughly enjoyed it.
He opened the doors, freeing my neck, and loosened my feet and wrists, though keeping them bound together. I stretched my weary legs, trying to stand up straight, until I realized my balls were still fastened to the floor, preventing me from doing so.
I knelt, standing with my legs half bent would have tired me quickly, and awaited his orders. With my wrists fastened tightly, there was nothing I could do but await his orders.
“I’ll be right back, sit tight,” he said with a laugh, dressed, and walked into the woods.

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Webcam Boys Chapter 1

There was a boy, there was a game, and there was a webcam. When a boy gets too addicted to his games, how far is he willing to go to get the most out of his playtime? This is a story about that boy, his consequences, how the people around him are affected by it, and most of all, how his best friend shows him that falling in love with a game is stupid, when actual love is already staring you in the face.

Fiction

Workplace Bully

My wife came home one day complaining that one of her coworkers was bullying her. She made a comment about how it would be easier to deal with her if she was a man. Then she could just seduce him. So I wrote this short story based off that comment. Lol. I’m not really a writer, so I apologize if the story has a weird flow or anything else. This was just something floating in my mind that I decided to put in writing. Obviously, names have all been changed.

Fiction

Boys School. From Nothing to Every thing.

This story is fantasy and involves boy/boy sexual fiction. If you feel that this in any way will go against the grain, then leave now and navigate away to a story more to your liking.
My first attempt at Fiction.
Boys School. From Nothing to Everything.
Let’s set the background to this story and give you the background of the main character.
Mitchell was 11 with fire red shoulder length hair, jade green eyes and a lean body that had not one once of fat on it and was slowly starting to fill out in all the right places. He was homed schooled along with his 8 year old brother Scott, by their loving and doting mother who had been a high up professional in a big city firm, (which for the times was still a rare occurrence) but she’d given all that up, when Mitchell came along, and had devoted her life to giving her son, then sons, the best start in life. His father was an officer in the armed forces and was posted to many places all over the world and he had made the decision that his kids would not grow up army brats as he had done, so had put down permanent roots so as not to drag his wife and kids to all corners.
Then it happened, and to Mitchell’s mind, a thing he thought he’d never recover from, his mother died, leaving his brother and himself with the biggest empty hole that even with his fathers presence hurt in so many ways that he couldn’t describe the emotions and feelings that flooded his young head. To this was added a bomb shell by his father, that he was to stay in the service and that he and Scott would have to go to boarding school. As the days drew on fear and trepidation of the upcoming event had became the most prominent thought in both the boys heads. No amount of begging to stay with relatives or even a friend which had made an offer to take care of both of them, would persuade their parent to put off the impending day.
On that dreaded morning both boys felt sick to their stomachs and by then had even began to have ill feelings towards, as they thought, their uncaring and horrible father. They entered the car in total silence looking at each other in their new school uniforms consisting of a grey cap with a Latin motto and badge, white shirt and a tie of the school colours, grey jumper, grey blazer once again with the badge, grey shorts and socks with black brogue type shoes all which had been labelled with their names and billet number even down to the underwear which could only be of the Y type variety and white. Mitchell hated having to wear shorts as he thought that he was grown up enough to wear long trousers but had caved in to his fathers’ “rules are rules,” retort to any protestations he made. The one thing he didn’t look forward to in the clothing department was having to wear a kilt on occasions that required it, at things like church parade and special events that were organised where they were to be ambassadors for the school.
Rolling up the long driveway an imposing building came into view. Mitchell looked over at his brother whose mouth was wide open in disbelief and had started to tear up at the thought of having to come to this place, although seen in photographs, nothing prepared him for the actual size of the buildings and the bleakness of its turrets and clock tower. Directed to a large open space the car was parked. Mitchell was fighting with knot in his belly and the lump in the throat he thought would choke him, telling himself that he wasn’t going to cry so as not to let his father see that he was terrified, angry and upset. Slowly exiting the vehicle he went round to the rear and popped the boot open and began to struggle to get the luggage and the trunks out. His heart now pounding and trying to rip its way out of his chest Mitchell noticed boys of every shape and age going about their business most in the same drab grey uniforms, fussed over by a myriad of parents and guardians. Turning to see what his brother was up to, he saw him in an embrace with father and he was bawling into the shoulder of his sports jacket. Mitchell too wanted to feel this warm embrace but had decided that he was to show that no matter what he would not break down in front of this man he now thought of as an enemy. It was then that an older boy stepped up and introduced himself and telling the adult that he was a senior at the school and would help us to find our places. Introduction over with Mitchell overheard that this was the boy who was to be his billet mentor and that his name was Iain. Lead forward to the ever growing throng of boys once again Mitchell’s heart was pounding and his brother followed the father like a little puppy incessantly talking and holding onto his hand with both of his. Iain pointed down at Scott and shouted to another of the bigger boys saying “ think this is one of yours”. He walked over and pleasantries over with Scott and his father were lead over to a group where after a couple of minutes Mitchell saw his parent stand after hugging his youngest and start to make his way back. Scott let out a yelp of “daddy”, but it was ignored and the older boy held him back when he tried to run after him. Over now and standing in front of him Mitchell thought he could see tears in his father’s eyes but soon dismissed this as it started to make him tear up. His dad now on one knee went in for a hug but was met with a steely face and a handshake so retuned the hand thinking how small his sons’ was and questioned if he was doing the right thing? “Bye dad” was all his eldest could muster and Mitchell stood there and watched as his dad went back to the car. Now the tears fell and the lump in his throat began to tickle making it hard to speak.
“OK then juniors”, Iain said in an authoritative voice, “follow me”. Mitchell went to get his luggage but was told not to do that as it would be delivered to the billet. He tagged along, through large hallways past imposing military portraits and busts to a stairwell that got narrower and the narrower the higher they climbed. Reaching a large door marked as J4/4 it was opened to reveal another corridor. Iain stopped just inside the door and started to read names from a clipboard he carried. Four names at a time were uttered and eventually Mitchell heard his. Iain guided him into the room. He stood there taking in his surroundings while the other boys were looking to see which was to be their berth. The room was quite large and down both sides were two bunks, well not really bunks as they were built into wardrobes and sets of drawers with at either end a study desk with a lamp and more drawers. The other boys all had pulled the curtains back on their bunks and were sitting on one chatting and it was then Mitchell realised that these boys already knew each other.
“Hey ginger what’s your name then”?
“Mitchell” he said lowering his head.
“This is Grant, he’s Austin”, pointing at each in turn, “and I am Fraser”.
Giving them a cursory smile he turned to examine where he was to sleep. With the curtain now back he could see that it was exactly the same as the others, two pillows and covers, two sheets and two blanket with a third in the school colours. There was also a little pull chord which illuminated a light at one end of a plastic covered mattress. Tears started to flow once more and it was then he felt an arm around his shoulder and Grant trying to reassure him that all would be OK. A whistle sounded and Grant lead Mitchell from the room down to the end of the corridor that opened up into a large room with soft furnished seating. All the boys were there and Iain went into a speech telling all, in quick succession what the rules of the billet were. Then directing the boys down a small hallway past his room, which if he found anybody in he’d kill them, to the ablutions. That’s a damn strange word Mitchell thought as it was an extremely large bathroom, but as time went by he’d learn that many things had other names. Down one wall were toilet cubicles with the other wall having shower heads on it but no walls to separate them and in the middle was at least 20 wash basins with mirrors. Back in the large room, or common room, most of the boys were in little groups chatting away and fooling around when Iain said they were to return and unpack. Grant sought out Mitchell and they retuned together. Everything had its place and had to be there and Grant showed the new boy how to do it and explained the reasons. Three bells sounded in quick time and the boys said it was time for the evening meal so headed out the door and down to a large hall where for the first time since being slit up got a first glimpse of his brother. Making straight for him they met in the biggest hug he thought they’d ever had. Within seconds of meeting they were parted by an adult in some kind of uniform who clipped Mitchell on the back of his head as he ordered him back to the right table telling him that it was not an association time. Once more Grant interceded telling him that it was only at certain times they were allowed to mix with those from different years even if he was your brother. Mitchell felt the lump return but managed to hold back the water that was doing its damnedest to burst from his eyes. Prayers were said meals eaten then it was a return to the billet (dorm). By luck Fraser had a radio which helped break the monotony and pretty soon all the boys had bonded and found out background, likes and dislikes and other things about each other. 8pm. A whistle was sounded followed by the shout, “changing time”. Mitchell looked in confusion at the others but it soon became apparent to him what the order was as he looked at the other get out their pj’s and began to change. Getting his from his allotted drawer he was embarrassed to see the other boys remove their underwear and put them into a bag which had their numbers on and the word, whites. Mitchell had at times seen his brother naked and he him but this felt so strange and new. He also undressed and when it got down to his whites, quickly looked round to see the others back in conversation, so he removed them in what he thought was record time and was in his pj’s so fast that the friction burned his leg. Sitting back with the others they chatted about this and that and at 8.30pm another whistle “Hit the showers”, was the order.
“Come on” Grant said as he retrieved his wash bag and headed out followed by the others. Mitchell did the same and when he reached the ablutions was met by a sight he was not prepared for. Boys were happily stripping off hanging the pj’s on the hooks as you entered the door. Just standing there in two minds he was confronted by Iain.
“What’s up with you, not shy are we”? He had menace in his voice.
“No, But”!
“No buts in here youngster, just get yourself under the water”.
Mitchell removed his pj’s, took the soap and shampoo from his wash bag and headed to where there was an empty shower head ending up next to Fraser. He was all lathered up and whistling a tune he’d heard earlier on his radio. A glance to his side and he stopped his tune.
“Everything OK Mitch, you don’t mind if I call you Mitch do you”?
“No it’s OK as that’s what my cousins and that call me”.
“Good as Mitchell is so formal and Mitch sounds a lot better”, as he continued to wash.
“Yes I prefer it too”.
“Great”.
Mitch started to wash but couldn’t help scanning the others as he applied the soap. All there were of similar age. Some were taller some fatter and he noted that most of their penises were the same size as his but one or two were a bit larger and one boy was just abnormally big for his age. Taking a closer look he saw that one of the boys’ penis stood out, literally’ pointing up to the roof. He knew this happened as his too sometimes would go hard and point up but as yet he didn’t really know why. Finishing showering he took a towel from the pile and dried off and went to the wash bag getting his toothbrush and paste returning to the wash basin and brushed them in the way he’d been taught by his mother. Tears welled up as he remembered the first time he could brush his teeth on his own under her supervision and the broad smile on her face as she praised him for being her grown up little man. Now in a world of his own, he was brought too by a slap on the back of his head that really hurt.
“You going to be one of the slow idiot type”? Growled Iain.
“no”.
“Then what the hell are you standing here for”?
“Brushing my teeth”.
“Then why has every body finished and your here on your own”?
“I don’t know” then realised that he had been so caught up in his own world more time had passed than he’d accounted for.
“Get done the and get back to your billet” Iain spat.
Mitch washed off his toothbrush and went to his solitary pj’s hanging on the hook. While dressing he noticed Iain standing there watching closely and he could see a large bump in the front of his trousers, dismissing this as a thing that must happen to all boys.
Returned now to his room Fraser piped up.
“Where have you been”?
“I lost myself for a moment”! This was a phrase his dad had used when he’d to ask him something two or three times before getting an answer.
“Lost yourself, how did you do that”? Then they all broke into laughter and fell about. Mitch just stood there and then joined in with laughing trio.
“You guys want to see what I have”? Asked Austin, leaning under the bunk and pulling a small book from his luggage. Proudly presenting the front cover which showed a naked woman. He quickly put it back and crowed that he had taken it from his older brother who had so many he’d not miss one and we could all see it later that night. Having no idea of the fascination the others seemed to have, Mitch just smiled an acknowledgement. 9.30pm there came another whistle, “Lights out”. Then darkness. Austin clicked on his bunk light followed by Grant.
“Come on then let us see that book then”? Grant whispered.
“Give it ten minutes or so, till Hitler does his checks”.
“Who’s Hitler”? A whisper from Mitch.
“Iain of coarse, he’s a bad one and can be a really nasty bastard”.
Mitch lay there stunned by the language. Sure enough Iain poked his head round the door’
“I don’t want to hear a peep out of you lot and if you feel your going to die, don’t bother me, just die quietly”. Then the door banged shut.
“OK then”, as Austin retrieved the book and swung it about in a motion to say, come to me. The others were across in a blur.
“Come on Mitch get your backside over here”. Mitch complied. The book was opened with some ceremony and under the bunk light all could see a naked woman sitting astride a rock showing all that she had.
“Look at the thatch on that snatch”, Austin said to blank looks from the three cross legged boys.
“God I’m not going to have to explain this am I”? With a hint of exasperation in his voice he pointed out the woman’s pubic hair. “That thatch”, tapping his finger on the book, “ and it’s covering her thatch” , tapping again on the nether region being displayed. Nods came from the ensemble. The page was turned to reveal a man and a woman standing together.
“There’s hair on the man too” Fraser said matter of factly.
“Yes and we’ll all get hair round our knobs as well and they’ll get bigger and then we will be able to shoot our loads”, looking round he saw the others had no idea what he was talking about, “ Oh sod it”! Came from the annoyed Austin. More pages were turned until one appeared where the man had his penis inside the woman. Austin explained the process.
“How come you know so much about it”? asked Fraser.
“My brother taught me when I was about 9 and even showed me how to do things”.
“What things”?
Austin Quickly diverted the conversation.
“Who’s got a hard-on then”? “You know, down there” pointing at his groin area. “I have” and he quickly got to his knees and whipped down his pj bottoms. Well there right in front of the was a rock hard little 3.5 to 4 inch penis. Next to own up to one was Grant and with a bit of prompting got it out. Mitch was last to own up and with three others telling him not to be a chicken showed his. All were of a similar size and all still had their fore-skins intact and not a pubic hair was to be seen.
“Who wants to learn how to chug off”? “ Oh just watch me and you’ll see how”! Austin took a hold of his penis and started to move his hand up and down holding it with two fingers bellow and the thumb on top. His skin folding back to reveal his blood engorged tip then back over to hide it. He flipped through the book and laid it down on his bunk to what was obviously was his favourite page, due to it being more dog eared than the others.
“Come on then you lot try it”! Hands went to penises and with trial and error the chugging had begun. All eyes were on the book where the close up was of the man cuming on the pubic hair of the woman. Heavy breathing was the main sound coming from the quartet and an announcement was uttered from Austin.
“Oh yeah I’m going to shoot”! Throwing his head back the others could see him visibly shake and arch his back the familiar feeling as he had his dry cum..
“I’m going to pee” Grant cried.
“No you wont, just keep rubbing and you’ll get a real surprise”.
“What the ffff”. Grant flung his head all around and also gave a visible shudder and collapsed back on the bunk as he too had his first dry orgasm. Fraser followed with a little squeal and slumped down. Mitch became the centre of attention and he knew it.
“For gods sake your doing it all wrong”! Before Mitch knew what was going on Austin had removed his hand and was taking charged. Peeling back the skin on the end he noticed Mitch wince in pain.
“Have you never done this to see your knob head”? Mitch shook no.
“It’ll be all OK in a minute”, and continued to work on the skin and surely with the attention it was receiving the slacker it became. Mitch now was starting to enjoy the feeling, in what he had called up until that moment, his tinkle. Something had started to churn away in his stomach and he could feel a tight and strange sensation down in his groin. It hit like a sledgehammer send pulses from his small sacks to the tip of his tinkle and even all the way up to his nipples. His first and dry orgasm took over his whole body making him cry out in sheer ecstasy. He too collapsed breathing heavily and with such a grin of satisfaction. The boys lay there and discussed what it felt like and what it did to them but the one with biggest smile was Austin knowing that he had created willing participants to his ways and knew that in time he’d teach them all the things his brother had taught him to do.
Reading through this I do go on a bit but now the start has begun it’ll be quicker in tone, that is if anyone wants more of this story.
If you liked reading this, I thank you.

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Fiction

Subtle Seduction

Introduction: Be forewarned, this story is probably pretty long, and the sex does not come until about midway through it. If this is not what you are looking for, don’t bother reading it. If, however, you like your sex stories with depth, background, and, GASP, a story, by all means, enjoy. Also, bear in mind that this is a STORY. It’s not real, it’s not a true story hiding behind the illusion of fiction, it’s just a story. Just because someone writes about something doesn’t mean they necessarily practice it. Fantasy and reality are two separate things, and one would do well to remember that fact when reading such stories as are present on this site, so by all means, please enjoy the story.

Fiction

Carla

When I was in my mid-twenties, I had a friend who managed a very large pet store. I used to love to hang out there, because he had every kind of animal you can imagine. There was the usual assortment of fish, hamsters and cats, of course, but they also had a ton of exotic pets you wouldn’t find just anywhere. Some of them I couldn’t understand anyone wanting for a pet, like giant centipedes, tarantulas, scorpions, and so on. But people did buy them. They also had many exotic birds, like toucans and other colorful tropical species. They even had wallabies, which are like small kangaroos. And they had a single chimpanzee, a female they called Carla.
Since a chimpanzee is not the simplest of pets to own, and many places have local laws against housing exotic animals, Carla had been there for a year or two. She had become kind of a favorite around the store, and was tame enough to be out of her cage for much of the day. She was extremely bright, and she knew her name, as well as a surprising number of other things. With a little supervision, she would actually help in feeding the other pets. My friend had even succeeded in toilet-training her! I think his initial idea was to make her easier to sell, but I suspect that nobody had any intention of selling Carla at this point. She had become a fixture around the place, and everyone liked her.
One day, my friend called me to ask a big favor. His two employees had just quit on very short notice, leaving him to run the store all by himself, and he was supposed to be away the following week. He was the Best man at somebody’s wedding, several states away.
“You already know everything you need to about keeping the place going. Could I hire you for a week? It would be a big help.”
Well, I was between jobs at that moment, so I told him I’d be glad to do it. (I knew it would mean some long hours by myself, but I was between girlfriends too, so I really had no life. Besides, I enjoyed the store anyway.) He was relieved, and we arranged to have me spend a full day there before he left, so he could make sure I’d be alright. At the end of the day, he locked up, gave me a key, thanked me profusely, and then I was on my own.
My first day alone passed easily. I let Carla out of her cage, and she would take hold of my hand as she followed me around the store, eager for companionship. I gave her a few jobs, and she was actually a big help, quickly grasping whatever I asked her to do. All I had to do was point and explain with a few words, and she would run with it. Through the course of the day, with nobody but the occasional customer to talk to, I found myself talking to Carla more and more. I began to feel as if she understood a lot more than everyone believed… she seemed to listen to every word, making eye contact and nodding her head as I spoke. It was eerie at first, but as I accepted it, it began to feel natural.
Finally, it was closing time, and I locked up and went back to the office, with Carla still in tow. Bushed, I sat down on the edge of the desk, and said, “Long day, eh, Carla? What to you think, did we do okay?”
Carla nodded her head and grinned, making her quiet little sounds. On pure impulse, I stretched out my arms and said, “Come here and give me a hug!”
Carla surprised me by jumping up and giving me a full-body embrace… and I mean a FULL-body embrace, wrapping all four of her limbs around me and holding me tight. I was startled, but she was obviously trying to express her affection, so I hugged her back. I felt a little odd, but there was nobody there to see, and I had nowhere to go but back to my empty apartment, so what the hell. Carla stood a little over 4 feet tall, much of her height being from her narrow waist up to her broad shoulders, so this felt just like hugging a small woman (who happened to be covered in fur). With that thought, I took notice that with her strong lower limbs wrapped around my butt, our crotches were pinned together. Then I realized that the heat of her body was starting to give me a hard-on! This was interesting…
Searching my memory, I recalled reading that chimps mature sexually by about age 10. I remembered hearing my friend say that Carla was 11 years old, and since she had been here for awhile, that meant she had gone through “puberty” (if that’s the term for a chimp) here at the store, without any contact with others of her kind. If that was the case, then she was a virgin… but without all the inhibitions and hangups that a human girl would have. In other words, she was hot to trot at the first opportunity. I had never thought about having sex with animals of any kind, but it was definitely crossing my mind now, despite any reservations. My hard-on grew of its own accord, and as it began to press against Carla’s crotch, she started rubbing herself against me. At that point, I decided just to give in to the moment, ignore any “taboo” hangups, and see where things went.
As Carla’s hips went through their gentle rhythm, I joined her, pushing back in time with her against her crotch. Sure enough, she began to speed up and press a little harder.
“Does this feel good, Carla?” I asked her, and she made her soft cooing noises that always meant, “Yes.”
“It feels good to me, too,” I said, and it did….
As we rubbed our bodies together, I gradually let go of my preconceptions and enjoyed this completely. Carla certainly seemed to be into it, so why not take a little pleasure in each other, whether or not we were two different species? Besides, it had been a while for me, and I ached for any release I could find, even if it wasn’t with a real woman. Anxious to move ahead, I coaxed Carla into relaxing her grip just enough for me to undo my pants. As I went to do so, I saw that they were wet in two places… a patch where Carla’s awakening juices had soaked in, and a spot near the top of my dick, from my own stimulation. We were both ready for this!
Slipping pants and underwear down and out of the way, I told Carla, “Give me another hug,” and she wrapped herself tight again.
This time, though, her wet simian pussy-lips enfolded my dick, and I felt a rush of pleasure as her heat and moistness surrounded me, quickly starting to rub up and down again. Carla cooed a little more enthusiastically, obviously enjoying the more intimate stimulation. A small part of me was saying this was wrong, but it felt too good for me to care. I put both of my hands under Carla’s small butt, lifted her up a few inches, and slid the head of my dick around to where I figured her vagina ought to be. It wasn’t too far off from where I had guessed, and I started pushing into her. Carla had never done this before, but as I began to enter her, she got the idea immediately, pulling against me in 3 or 4 excited thrusts. Suddenly, I was all the way into her hot pussy, and she started grinding her hips against me and making constant cooing sounds. The feeling was so intense, I exploded into her after about 10 seconds, pumping and pumping for what seemed like forever. I had ahold of Carla’s small ass, but she pretty much supported her own weight as she continued to ride me, her sounds getting more and more excited. I had no idea how to tell when a chimpanzee has an orgasm, so I just kept thrusting into her, letting her take whatever pleasure she wanted, long after my own peak had subsided.
When she finally slowed down, I gently disengaged our bodies and set her back down to the floor.
Retrieving my pants, I said, “Carla, you’re very, very good.” (This was both simple praise, which Carla would understand, and a comment on the sexual experience, which she wouldn’t… it had been more satisfying than many of the times I’d been with a girl!) “Would you like to go for a ride in my car?”
She started jumping up and down at that, although I doubt she’d ever been in a car before. I intended to take Carla home to my apartment for the night. Why not? I had nobody to go home to, and this way I’d be having great sex! She eagerly took my hand and followed me out to the car, as I locked up the store behind me. She wasn’t too thrilled by the seat belt, but she endured it for the short drive home. Then she took my hand again as I surreptitiously hurried her into my place, glad that it was dark so that nobody would notice. Once in, I showed her the layout, explaining what the various rooms were for, including the bathroom. I ended in the bedroom, saying that this is where people sleep and “Give each other hugs, like we did.”
Carla nodded in seeming understanding, as I folded down the sheets and started to undress. My dick was already getting hard again!
Before taking Carla into my bed, I thought it might be good to clean her up a bit, so I led her into the shower with me. This was new for her, but she didn’t seem to mind as I lathered us both up with shampoo. After rinsing her off thoroughly, I asked her for another “hug”, and she eagerly pulled herself up to me again. Finding her still-slippery hole, I slid back into her hot pussy, humping her against the shower wall as she clung to me again. It was even more intense the second time, there under the warm shower spray, and I held her long after we were both done, rubbing her strong, furry back. Finally, I set her down, turned off the shower, and grabbed some towels to dry us both off with. (She needed three to dry off all of her fur.) Then I led her back to the bedroom, where we spent the next several hours enjoying each other in many ways. I let my hand gently explore her pussy, discovering that she was built pretty much like a woman down there, complete with a clitoris that responded to gentle stimulation. We had sex several times, with Carla’s strong legs locked around my back, and my dick buried in her eager simian cunt. She learned to use her “feet” to grip me by the ass, giving her a new level of control over our thrusting, something a woman could never do. I gave myself completely to this intoxicating creature, and we spent half the night in waves of pleasure before falling into an exhausted sleep, near dawn.
In the morning, I took Carla back to the store with me, but I decided she would spend her nights at my place, the rest of the week. I could barely make it through the day, anxious to resume where we had left off the night before! Finally, closing time arrived again, and I whisked Carla back to my apartment for an encore performance. She was as eager as she had been the first time, and we spent that night just like the last, repeating the shower scene and then humping our brains out into the wee hours. The whole week passed in a blur like that, days at the store and nights of pleasure with Carla. Her energy was boundless, and while she wasn’t inventive at all (she was perfectly willing to hump me the same way every time, if I had wanted), she was always eager to try something new if I showed her how. For instance, I taught her to give me a blow job by putting one of her fingers in my mouth and sucking on it, then having her suck my own finger the same way (without using her teeth!), then giving her my erect dick. With her elongated mouth and those generous lips, it was the best oral sex I’d ever had in my life. Carla even seemed to think of my cum as a “treat”, a reward for a good job, and she lapped it up eagerly. By the end of the week, I had even overcome my inhibitions enough to return the favor, sucking on her simian pussy while she cooed her approval. Once or twice, we sucked each other in “69” position, as part of our nightly pleasures.
The day arrived — too soon — when my friend got back, and he thanked me over and over again for minding the store for him.
“I intend to pay you for this,” he said, “but the budget is tight enough that I can’t do it right now, at least not the way I want to. Can we work something out? I’ll do anything you ask.”
“Okay,” I said, “I’ll take Carla.”
My friend thought it over for a minute, then smiled and said, “Done!”
Thus began the oddest “marriage” you can imagine, having great sex every night with my very own love pet!

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