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The School Bus

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My Pride and My Vengeance: Ch. 1 Getting Your Foot in the Door.

What’s up, my names Taylor Fitzroy. I’m just your somewhat typical high school sophomore. I’m typical in that I go to school, deal with my dumb teachers, and I deal with my idiot teachers. I’m not typical in that I exercise and that I have real ambition. Not like these idiot that think they’ll go to Hollywood, be discovered, and be famous. My ambitions are not that superficial.
If you’re curious on how I look, well, I don’t mean to brag, but I’m a tall, muscular 16 year old. I have blond hair, blue eyes, and chiseled features. My so called friends say that my eyes look like I want to kill someone and my eternal smile, that I always have on, looks like I’m expecting something good, but the combination of the two makes me look like I’m enjoying getting revenge on some poor sap.
It’s the first day of my sophomore year at Rock Ridge High School and I just not trying to kill anyone… yet. I know what you’re thinking, and I do have anger issues that stem from my past. I’ll tell you more about that later, but in the meantime I’ll take about the present and presently I just want something to preoccupy my time so I don’t kill someone… yet. Due to my ambition, it has to something challenging, something few could pool off and above all, fun. And I think I found it.
My 3rd period class, U.S. History. The teacher’s name was a first year teacher, Robert Sanger. He looked like a man in his mid-twenties and had horn-rimmed glasses, but other than that he looked rather plain and unremarkable. History, not just U.S., was certainly a passion of his, he pretty much skipped the required introduction and started the lectures, he added tid bits of facts about some ancient countries blah, blah, blah. Though he may speak with a passion about history doesn’t mean I’ll actually pay attention to what he says.
Sometime during class he he said something about to me that just pissed me off and I decide I was going to amuse myself by constantly humiliating. Before I continue to tell you what he did keep in mind that I’m a narcissist, and of the two branches, healthy and destructive narcissism, I shamefully admit that I’m the destructive one. I try to force myself to the more healthy side, but sometimes my destructive nature gets the best of me.
Now onto what he did to me, during class he said “I bet you all didn’t know that the Americas was originally discovered by the vikings, but they failed to establish a permanent establishment.”
I replied, “I bet you didn’t know that we all don’t care and never will, but go on pretending that we ever will.” Some of my classmates gave laughing and shocked awes that I would say that to the teacher.
“Then should I give you your F now or give it to you when you flunk for not paying attention.” My classmates started laughing even louder. He damaged my pride, so now he must die now.
For the remainder of class I was thinking of a fitting humiliation for what he did to me. As we were leaving I saw something on his desk and it came to me, what is the most most humiliating thing a man can suffer. It is something so humiliating it shall forever damage his self-esteem, something that can ever ruin his life, and above all make him learn not to cross me. Once I saw his wedding photo I knew I had to take his pretty little wife and fuck her brains out. My eternal smile just became even wider as I leave his class.
***
Once I can home, I went to my room, I go to Facebook, and try to find his profile. It took some time, I didn’t think there would be so many Robert Sanger’s there are. Once I find it, I download his profile pick and use some software to find the precise location where it was taken and cross reference those coordinates with map quest to find where they live. I’m very tech savvy. They should really turn off the geolocating feature on their cameras, you never know who can find out where you live. Then I check out his and his wife’s profiles and learn her name is Lucretia Sanger and her job is a children’s novelist. Good luck with that one.
Once it’s about 8 o’clock, I sneak out and I jog to their house with some black clothes in my book bag. It’s a few miles away and I like to jog a lot. I suppose I could jack my neighbor’s car are again, but you never know how many times you can do that before you actually get caught. Though I do have a fall guy, he’s black, so they’ll get him instead of me. Sad, but true.
Before I arrive at their neighborhood, I change into my black spying clothes and jump their gate into the neighbor hood and sneak through the bushes so nobody spots me. After traveling few blocks through the bushes, I see their house.
The Sanger house is a large, freshly built, two-story building. My first thought on seeing the house is… How can they afford this place, it must cost a fortune!? I know it’s a buyers market out their, but still, he’s a freshly graduated high school teacher and she’s a children’s novelist. There is no way they can afford this place and they didn’t inherit it, it’s too new for that.
I sneak through their yard and look into their window and see those two at the dinner table. Lucretia looked like a sweet, innocent housewife. She’s a beautiful woman with ample tits and the face of an angel. What was she smoking when she married Rob? Damn, I want to rip those clothes off and fuck her in front of her husband.
They’re talking about something very import. Though I can’t hear them, I can still read their lips. To sum up their conversation, they’re talking something about credit card fraud, that explains the house, and not wanting to be found by the IRS for tax evasion. It seems to be Rob’s idea as Lucretia seems to be against it saying they don’t need a big house and what not as Lucretia wants them to buy everything with their own money that they earned.
After their talk, they head up stairs and get ready for bed. Luckily, there’s a tree right by their upstairs bed and bath rooms. Lucretia takes a show before brushing her teeth and heading to bed. As she does though, I take out my camera, zoom in and take pictures of her naked body. Pretty soon Rob joins her, with his small pecker, and get busy in the show, and I catch it all on tape. It’s quite important for what I have planned.
Afterwords I head home for some sleep. I need all the rest I can get for what I have planned for tomorrow.
***
After school the next day, I ask one of my friend to drive me near the Sanger house. Since her husband is still at the school for beginning of the year teacher stuff, I can have ample time to start my plan with his wife.
My plan to take her has three phases.
Phase one, arguably the most difficult and most important is to fuck her, or some other lewd shameful act, and make sure she won’t tell anybody. What makes this so difficult is if I go too far, she’ll call the cops or her husband and I go back to the Juvenile Detention Center. I’ll explain that one later.
Phase two involves me returning for another round and fucking her in a way that she’ll love it even more than her husband and also degrading her into a cock hungry slut. With my larger than average cock and my youthful stamina will give me an edge over him, plus there are somethings I’d like to try out on her.
Phase three involve showing him what I’ve done with his wife and how much she loves it. There’s no point in a secret humiliation, he won’t suffer. I am thinking about getting her pregnant though. If I get her pregnant with my kid, then he’ll suffer much more.
Now even though I have this plan, I must make sure my pride doesn’t make me think I can’t do something beyond my abilities. As Daddy says, “Make sure you you are capable of doing a job or else you’ll be in over your head.” I don’t like the man, but he has some good advice… sometimes.
I walk up to the front door and ring the door bell. Lucretia answers and she looks stunning with that black corset and miniskirt. Damnit, I want to rip those clothes off and fuck her right now. But I have to be patient.
“Hi, may I help you.” She says with a sweet smile.
“Yes, I have something to discuss with you, Mrs. Sanger.”
“Hmm, about what?”
“It’s a closed door kind of thing.”
“Umm, okay? Come on it.” She’s a little curious, but that’s still no excuse for letting a complete strange into your home. You never know what he might do once he’s inside. Hehehe.
Hmm, it may just be me, but the house looks even better looking at it from the inside, than looking at it from outside the window.
“Nice house. How could you afford such a nice place?” I like I don’t know.
“Oh, my grandfather recently passed away.”
“Hmm, and here I thought it was tax and credit card fraud.” I say teasingly.
The moment I say that she just stops for a few seconds, turns back at me with a serious expression and says, “What did you want to talk about?”
“Hmm, I think you know.”
“Did the Dukes send you?”
“No, who are they?” I wasn’t expecting that one. Who are they? They do kind of sound familiar “Oh, they must be the people you stole from.”
“How do you know about us?”
“I don’t think I’ll tell you. At least just yet.”
“What do you want? Money?”
“No, no, what I want is more simple and then I’ll be out of your hair for good.”
“Spit it out.”
“First, I want to see you naked.”
“Please don’t make me.” she says as she hold on to her clothes. “Don’t you want some money?”
“I told you to strip, now snap to it.” I command her. “Or do you want me to call the police”
She unbuttons her shirt and slowly takes it off. Next she takes off her shoes and unbuckles her belt so she can take off her pants. Now she’s only in her underwear and socks.
“There’s still more to take off, my pet.”
She then takes off her socks.
“You’re still in your underwear.” I point out.
“P-Please don’t make me.”
“Hmm, perhaps I should go to the police about your not paying your taxes and give your husbands student pics of his nude whore wife.”
“What did you say?” She sounds shocked. “About nude pics.”
“Oh, did I forget to mention.” I show her pics of her naked in the bathroom. “I even have photos of you and your tiny husband fucking in the shower.” I show her those two. Her face becomes bright red. “Now snap to it.”
She unhooks her bra takes it off. Then she takes off the final article of clothing she has, her panties, she slides them down her legs. Now she is butt naked, but she is covering her tits and cunt with her hands.
“I want to see your lovely privates.”
“Please anything but that!” tears are flowing from her face.
“Anything? How about you suck my cock then.”
“You know what I mean!”
“How about it I get naked, too.” When 5 seconds after I say that, I’m in my birthday suit and my six pack ab, my large biceps, and my monster, rock-hard cock are in full view.
The moment I take off all my clothes, her face grows bright red again and lets out an embarrassed shriek. Then she covers her face with her hands and looks away, but soon looks back as her eye peeks through her fingers and eyes my cock.
“You like what you see?” I smurk. “Do you know how big it is. Much bigger than your husband’s tiny thing.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” She closes her the gap between her fingers in front of her eye. As she does so I take out my android and start recording this. “Rob has a big penis.” Now she’s either a liar or and idiot.
“By they, nice tits.” The moment I say that she drops to the ground and covers her tits. “You do know I’ve already seen them and have pic of them.”
“Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!” She notices the smart phone and says, “No! Please stop recording this and delete all of that.”
“Yeah, like that’s going to happen.” Really, why would I delete these beautiful video? But I do need to draw a line, I can’t go to far on our first… session. I just need to go far enough and do something that will let me go a little farther, like comforting her a little. So I wrap my bulky arms around her and tell her, “It’s all right. I’m here.”
“Then let’s stop this.” But we’ve come so far.
“Not yet.” I put my index finger into her cunt and begin to rub her g-spot and I rub her clitoris with my thumb. The moment I do her body starts to release loosen up and also starts to get a little wet as well.
“Aaahh, stop! Please stop!”
“Sorry, but I can tell you’re enjoying this so much.” She is, she’s really starting to pant. Does her husband ever stimulate her sensitive spots? Or even know how to? “I would hate to stop it now.”
She’s enjoying this, but it’s not enough. I want her to know just what the difference between me and her hubby are. I grab her hand and pull it onto my hard cock. She is now feeling my manhood. What a lucky gal, don’t you think?
“Try stroking my cock.” And lo and behold, shortly after I said that, she started to slowly stroke my cock. It was a rather slow and weak for a hand job, or any job for that matter, but it’s a start. “That a girl.”
Lucretia’s face was so red from embarrassment and made such cute moans. I was pretty sure she was going to soon, so I grabbed her hand and made it stroke my cock faster. I wanted to cum onto her naked body to mark her like a dog marks it’s territory.
Well, soon enough she did cum, and almost passed out. She was lying on the floor, but I still made to give me a job. Well about 10 minutes after she came, I cum as well, damn my naturally long endurance. My cum sprays all over her face. Too bad her mouth was closed, I want her to taste my seed.
She started touching her in disgust. It’s like her face is saying, “What the hell did you put on my face.”
“Try putting it in your mouth. My seed taste delicious.” I tell her with the widest grin possible.
“No, now get out. You’re done right.” She says with a serious puffy face. “You said once you were done, you’d go away and I’d never see you again, right?”
“You’re right. I did say that. And I’m a man of my word.” I was lying, and if you know me well enough, you’d know that sometimes I makes promises just to break them. I grab my clothes, put them on, and tell Lucretia, “Good bye. And be sure not to tell anyone about this, not even your husband. I wonder what he’d think if he heard another man made your cum?”
As I walk out the I notice her tasting some of my cum. After I’m outside I look at my phone and look at what I just recorded. She forgot that it was still running. Well phase one of my plan went of without a hitch and on Friday I can carry on with phase two and actually go into that cunt of hers.
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First Time With Sarah

I originally wrote and posted this story to the forum stories section; at the time there was something wrong with the login system here. I thought it might get more views here, so here it is. This is the first story like this I’ve ever written, so feedback and criticism in any form is appreciated. If it’s well received, I may write more.

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“STOLEN PRIVATE VIDEO”

Stolen Private Video
By Blueheatt
__I’m Jesse. I’ve gotten myself obsessed with my best friends boyfriend. He has everything I want in a guy except…. he’s with my best friend Wendi, and not me. I’ve tried not to think about him, not to look at him or even talk about him. They have all failed. Wendi is a great friend but my mind is always trying to think of ways to get Blake and I together. She likes my being envious of her and likes to kiss him and fondle him right in front of me.
We’ve discussed this and we just laugh about it….at least she did… on the surface. Her ego loves the fact I have a hot crush on Blake. It’s now a little game we play. Privately I ask her what its like to be in bed with him and to tell me all the details. She is more than happy to do it just to watch me get all aroused. I don’t tell her everything I feel about Blake.
At night I finger myself thinking about him. I have very hot dreams about him and I having the best hot sex ever. Wendi told me about her dad’s video camera and how she had some good videos of Blake and her at a picnic.
I ask if I could see them. She smiled and said….well ’no’, that there were some ’other’ private things on there. I said just show me the picnic stuff, and that’s all. She said ’ok’ and got the disk hidden under her printer. She had me sit away from her computer screen while she found the picnic stuff. I just turned away not looking. I looked around her room and spotted a picture frame glass reflected her computer screen perfect.
Now I could see what she was not letting me see.
I tried to remain calm as I saw Blake fucking Wendi and licking another girls pussy at the same time….I looked close to see the girls face he was licking….
oh my god…oh wow….it was her ok, with a big content look on her face….
it was Wendi’s mom.
I couldn’t help but get a very hot feeling inside and shock to my pussy. I started talking about school to take my mind off what I’d just seen….but I had to have a copy of that disk.
Wendi found the picnic part and had me watch it. It was nothing special except who was taking the video? The shots were mainly of Blake and his tight jeans. I asked: “Who took the video?” Wendi laughed and said her mom did. She clicked off the video.
Oh great, now I had two girls to try and get his attention away from. Wendi’s cell phone rang and she walked away from the computer to talk private. As she walked down stairs talking, I saw my chance. I ejected the disk. I had my laptop in my backpack. I copied the disk into it and put it back. I went down stairs and indicated I had to leave.
I rushed home to watch the disk. I waited until real late and got my laptop under the covers. Wendi and her mom had taken a lot of shots of Blake. The shot of Wendi and her mom both kissing on Blake. He felt both of them up and lifted their tops up and kissed their tits. Watching this was giving me a nice wet pussy. Next he was fucking Wendi and her mom moved
her naked pussy right next to Wendi’s head. Blake started eating her pussy as he fucked Wendi. I realized my finger was rubbing my own pussy. Soon they all went crazy fucking and Blake licking her moms pussy as they all climaxed.
Next was the picnic scene as I fast forwarded by that. Next was more foreplay with Blake fucking Wendi. Blake never fucked her mom. He only played with her to get all aroused as he fucked Wendi. Her mom and Blake did everything but fuck.
Blake…..
I knew that Wendi and her family were going to move soon and there would go my mom and daughter fucking. I knew also that Jessie liked me. Jessie was a hot looking girl and got my interest up a long time ago. I decided to have a little charming talk with her. I told her at school I wanted to have a private talk with her. I watched her get excited. I said I would meet her….she blurted out: “At the old tree house!” a remote place we both knew about.
No one was around as I went up the steps. I looked up thru the hole in floor and there she was smiling. She had on her cheerleader outfit with….oh my ….no panties on. I looked at her hot looking slit as she squatted down to give me a hand up. The next step put my face directing across from her bare slit. I smiled and said maybe we could talk right here? She moved forward and held my head an inch from her pussy. She whispered: (“…up here Blake, your mine. Now you must kiss me first before entering.”) She pulled my face right into her sweet pussy. I was kissing and licking her pussy and I wasn’t even in the tree house yet.
She ran her fingers thru my hair and guided my head to her clit as she humped my tongue. I was sure liking the start of this ‘private talk‘.
Jessie…..
…I had to get his attention real good and so I used my fingering place to do it. What better place for me with all the times I had fingered myself and other girls too up here. The memories were taking on a new phase now. He would be the first guy I had take up here in a long time. I had my first fuck and orgasm right in this house. My first time to have a guy shoot cum in my mouth and be licked by a guy and a girl. This was my little private ’sex house’ I called it.
I let him now take another step up. Now his head was even with my tits. I raised my jumper and bra up and let him indulge himself in sucking my hard nipples. I whispered while gulping for breath : (“…you and Wendi have been teasing me for a long time now,…… making out in front of me. Now it’s my turn.”)
His hands came up and felt my (bigger than Wendi’s) tits while he sucked on them. I just closed my eyes and loved it. I leaned over and put my middle finger in his mouth as he licked it too. The very finger I always used to rub my clit with. I reached down and rubbed my wet finger all around my wet clit. I alternated putting it in my mouth and his. I had to make him forget all about Wendi and her mom right now. I felt his warm bulge in his jeans. I firmly rubbed it up and down. I pulled on him to take the last step and sat him on the tree house floor. I leaned him back and undid his jeans. I turned around and put my pussy over his panting mouth. I had his cock out and started sucking on it now.
I had fantasies about doing this very thing. His tongue felt wonderful as I deep throated his warm cock. Now I had him all to myself and I was going to make this ‘unforgettable‘ to him. I felt his fingers go in me….oh Yesssss… I shuddered and ….he felt like he was going to make me pee. He knew things I had not tried before. His fingers found that spot that makes me moan. I dug my clit into his tongue as I knew I was going to climax real high….oh there…there…I squeezed his cock firm as I jacked it. I let out a yelling moan and my pussy went crazy with spasms. He jolted and hot cum filled my mouth, over and over. We moaned together as it felt like the tree house was flying. The whole world got quiet except of our moans and heavy breathing. I got so weak and light headed as he gently licked me so cool. I drifted in my mind as I was so buzzed with such a good feeling.
We ended up laying there face to face on the old rug, holding each other and kissing for a long time…..
I wondered what Blake’s reaction would be now. The next day at school I didn’t have to wait long. I was at my wall locker when he came up. He checked all around and then started kissing me on the neck. It was wonderful and I got hot instantly. We had to stop because people were coming. He walked with me between classes, his hands were always touching me. It was like ’Wendi who?’ We had long sexy talks and long looks in each others eyes.
I had one more thing I wanted to do to make him happy, besides having our first fuck in the tree house. He had Wendi’s mom to play with and I wanted a second girl for him to play with.
Now is when things happened I would have never ever dreamed of.
My mom and Wendi’s mom were good friends. When Blake started coming over all the time now, my mom knew about Blake, Wendi and her mom all getting it on. She never told me she knew all this. Mom started in feeling me out about Blake and what he was like. I figured it was just a typical mom wanting to know about a daughters new boyfriend.…..but she had a plan in mind.
I got a hint when she started talking to Blake in whispers. Blake and my mom were getting real friendly. It took me some thinking but….my mom…Blake…what if.
The thought of my mom being the second woman for Blake kept entering my mind. Just like Wendi and her mom sharing Blake. It was time to have a girl to girl talk with my mom. That evening we sat down to have that talk…“You know that ….”…….just then someone knocked at the door….it was Blake. I left the room.
….He was so smooth he had my mom eat out of his hand in no time….she was definitely interested some party fun. He showed her my copy of the ‘Wendy’ tape. She acted surprised….
She caught on quick and moved in on Blake’s
little plan. That night it all came together….mom and I put on our nighties I wanted Blake bad…mom did too. We decided to share him, so we took him in to the bedroom.
… We wanted to everything on the tape. We started the lap top…..we slowly undressed him….mom planted a wet kiss to start things off.
…. We turned on the low lights….he grabbed us and kissed us, we jumped him and mom held him down. She grinned at him and started kissing his chest and stomach…..I strattled him and put my pussy up to his mouth…he immediately began to suck my clit…..I started grabbing his hair and moaning. My mom started in sucking his 8” and she deep throated it all….he held my hips and his tongue felt heavenly…
….I scooted my mom off….. I slid on…
….Now was my dream was going to come true…I slid his dick all the way in….he grabbed my hair and started in fucking me furiously. I tongue kissed him…my head was spinning with thrills. He rolled me over and up my knees came…I squeezed his back and I started to make noise….ohhh..ohhh..OOHHH..I had a glorious climax just as he shot a huge load….I saw the most beautiful colors in the world….we kept on pumping & pumping till the world stopped….and all was quiet….we felt little tingles all thru our body’s…..I looked over and he was fingering my mom and she was kissing his face…
….I smiled and ‘squeezed’ his dick with all the muscle I had left….

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Holly Chapter 2

Chapter Two
About a week after our first ‘playdate,’ Holly called me, and let me know she was on her way. I told her she was welcome any time she liked, and I asked her to wear a skirt, if at all possible. Then, I went about preparing for her arrival. She knocked on my door shortly after that,
I open the door, and she is standing there in a gorgeous little ‘standard’ schoolgirl skirt. It was even the red plaid color we all like. She came inside, and I gave her a drink, and I set the pack of smokes she was expecting on the little bookshelf I keep by my front door.
As we went into my room, I took off my clothes, and asked her if she wouldn’t mind doing a little stripshow for me. I explained how I wanted it done, and she nodded.
She began with her back turned to me, and bent over forward, just slightly, giving me a slightly better view of her butt. She reached down, and with both hands, pulled up the bottom of her shirt, and tossed it aside. She quickly undid her bra, and dropped that, too. She turned around to face me, she reached down and plucked her panties down, and tossed them off of her legs. She now stood before me, wearing only her skirt, and her socks and shoes.
As I had requested, she stepped forward, and swung her leg over me, and straddled my lap. She kissed the underside of my chin, and then my lips, slightly grinding her hips down into mine.
Of course, I was hard by now, and as she straddled me, my fingers were touching her. She moaned softly into my mouth as I played with her lower lips, and she pushed down into me harder. It was only a few more minutes before neither of us could wait any longer. She lifted up, and I guided myself to her open (and waiting) netherlips.
As her lips parted, and my manhood slowly slid into her, she tensed, and clenched her eyes shut, and her head fell back. I pushed her down on me, all the way, and I once again felt my shaft press against the back wall of her insides. Now my eyes closed as I lifted her, and then pushed her down again, effectively making her move on me.
Holly moved with my hands, impaling herself over and over on me. She was clearly more confident in herself, because she pushed on my chest, making me lay down while she placed her hands on my stomach, and moved her hips up and down, back and forth. She moaned out, “Fuck me, Tobias.”
My head lolled back again, and my eyes closed. After a moment, I opened them to see this gorgeous little thirteen year old girl, grunting and thrusting on me. It turned me on to know that she was loving every second of it. I looked down at where our bodies met, and all I could see was a skirt, hiding our forbidden act of love beneath it.
She leaned backward, and put her hands on my ankles. She jerked her hips back and forth that way, which made me grunt, and my eyes bulged for a minute. She rocked her hips on me, moaning and groaning as my manhood pierced her insides repeatedly.
By now, we had been making love for at least ten minutes, maybe longer. I moaned out again, and I told her, “I might cum soon…” And she leaned forward, putting her hands on the bed on either side of my chest, and continued to thrust down on me, as if she hadn’t heard. So I told her again that I thought I was going to cum.
She looked down at me, and pur her arms on my shoulders. She stopped thrusting for a moment as she leaned down, and whispered in my ear, ” Cum inside me, Tobias. I want to feel it again.” She then straightened up, and began impaling herself again, as if she had just started, with a renewed energy.
After another minute or so, I groaned, and looked up at her. “It’s time,” I said. She looked down at me again, and grinned a big grin. She slammed her hips down on me, and just gyrated them a little bit. Her head went back, and she said (rather loudly), “Cum inside me, Tobias!”
As she spoke, it put me over. My cock began to throb and after a moment, I sprayed my hot liquid love deep into her belly. As I came, she did, also, and her lithe little body shook like a seizure as I pumped her full of my cum.
As soon as I was done, she looked down at me, and I smiled up at her. She rolled to the side, and lay down next to me in bed. “That was great,” She said.
“I’d better be going, or my mom might worry,” Holly told me. She got up and put her clothes back on. After giving her another drink and the smokes, she went on her way.
(THE NEXT OCCURENCE)
Holly and I have been screwing at least once, if not twice a week for about 3 months now.
One day, I got a call from Holly, asking if she could come over. I quickly agreed, and we set a date.
At around 4pm, Tuesday afternoon, there was a knock on my door. I went over and opened it up to greet Holly, but to my surprise, she had brought a friend with her. She smiled and introduced the girl as Kendra Bellas. I greeted them both, and let them both in. As we sat on the couch in the living room, Kendra informed me that she was hoping to score some cigarettes, too. “I already know what’s going to happen. Holly filled me in. I’m cool with it.”
I smiled, and led them both back to my room, and retrieved a carton of Marlboros from under my bed. I tossed them onto my computer desk, and then looked over at the girls. I spoke to Kendra. “So tell me… How old are you, Kendra?” She told me that she was 15. I asked if she had ever done anything with a boy, and she told me that she had given a handjob to one guy, who turned out to be an asshole. “I promise I am not an asshole, Kendra.” She smiled at me.
The girls looked at each other, and me, and suggested we get started. I told them to go ahead, and so they began to disrobe. As I watched these two underage girls strip off their clothing, I very obviously started to get excited.
They both started to come toward me. As I stood there, the two of them demolished me clothes. Very quickly, I was naked before them. Then, they both took of their clothes. I laid down on my bed, and Holly was the first one up there, and was sucking on me. Kendra, was a little slower, but before long, she was on the bed with me, kissing me. At my beckoning, Kendra lifted herslef up, and allowed me to lick her vaginal lips. I sent my tongue every way I could, including into her. The first time I pushed my tongue inside her, she squealed a tiny bit, apparently happy with the feeling it gave her.
Another few minutes, and Holly got up, and so did I. I asked them which one wanted to go first. Holly said she would, and so I had Kendra lay down on the bed, and then Holly get on all fours on the bed before me, but in front of Kendra. I told Holly to ‘play’ with Kendra, and she smiled and agreed.
As I placed my shaft at Holly’s entrance, Holly began to lick and suck on Kendra’s clit. I then pushed myself into Holly’s body, and felt the familiar tensing of her body, followed by the relaxation and enjoyment. I began to thrust against her gently, and as I did so, I watched Holly go down on Kendra. It was Holly’s first girl-girl (or so I assumed), but she was doing fairly well. Kendra was clearly enjoying herself, I noticed: Eyes closed, one hand clutching my bedsheets, the other cupping one breast.
And so I stood there, doing Holly ‘doggy-style.’ It wasn’t long befire I hit her in the right place, and she practically went limp, and let out a long, low moan. I guessed( Correctly, I later found out), that she had orgasmed.
After several minutes, Kendra whined a little. “My turn!” I chuckled, and pulled myself out of Holly, and she moved off to the side. I grabbed Kendra by the legs, and pulled her over to she side of the bed. I bent her legs, and held them at my side, and I placed my cock and her entrance.
With a smile given to her, I pushed my shaft deep into Kendra’s body. She gasped, and groaned as I slowly penetrated deeper and deeper into her. Once I was in, I gave her a minute, and then began to pump her. She soon began to moan out load. Holly decided she didn’t want to be done so quickly, and leaned down and whispered something to Kendra. Kendra could only nod, not speak.
Holly swung her leg over Kendra’s body, and her vagina came to rest over Kendra’s face. Kendra began to return the favor that Holly had done her just moments ago. She dug in to Holly’s body cavity, licking like crazy, almost chewing on her. Meanwhile, I was doing Kendra but good.
We went on like this for several more minutes, and then I announced that my ‘time’ was almost up. Reacting quicker than I could imagine, Holly jumped up off of Kendra’s face, and sat above her head. She placed her hands on either of Kendra’s shoulders and told me, “Cum inside her, too. I want us to be sisters by you.” Kendra was alarmed at first, but quickly decided she didn’t care.
As Kendra lay there, moaning on my shaft, nodding down at me, I could hold off any longer. I slammed against her, forcing myself deep inside her fifteen year old body, and grunted hard. Apparently, that last motion sent her over the edge, too, because She moaned louder, and clenched her eyes shut.
My manhood spewed jet after jet of my cum into Kendra’s body. As I finished, I looked down at Kendra and Holly. Both girls smiled at me, and laughed a little.
Kendra decided she wanted a smoke, and then a shower, so the two of them had a cigarette, then showered, and dressed. Before they left, Holly told me that she would be back, and Kendra said she might come back, too.
I look forward to their return.

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Secrets

This is the first chapter of the story. I have just finished it, and have not had the time to check it over real well, so please ignore any grammer or spelling errors for now.
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I had always had a special bond with my youngest step-daughter from the beginning of my marriage. It was a typical bond, that of most parents, the only difference was that she wasn’t of my blood. Things were tough for Kristi when she was young, nothing seemed to come easily for her. She had to study twice as hard as her older sister to make decent grades in school, and as a teenager she struggled just as much socially, where as everything came easy for Traci. My wife, Beth and I took extra time helping Kristi with her studies, but neither of us knew what to do to help her make and keep friends. We both believed that sooner or later it would just happen naturally.
One night I was relaxing, watching a little TV before bed, trying my best to forget about a long week of work when Kristi came into the room in tears. I immediately asked her what was wrong, but her only response was to ask when her mother would be home. I told her that she was working over and wouldn’t be home until morning. My answer only brought more tears, and she started to sob as she turned away.
“Wait!” I called to her. “Come here and tell me what’s going on. Why are you crying?” I patted the cushion next to me on the sofa, and Kristi reluctantly took a seat next to me.
She sat hunched over, leaning toward the floor, her butt barely on the sofa. She cupped her hands to her face to try and hide her tears, and flushed cheeks. “It’s nothing…” She said, her words muffled by her hands and tears.
“Well you don’t cry over nothing.” I responded, my heart growing heavy I my chest. I could not bear to see her cry.
“I’m stupid…” She sobbed, shaking her head slightly from side to side.
“Sweetie, your not stupid, just tell me what has you so upset. I‘m sure we can work it out.”
She through herself back against the sofa, her tiny frame nearly convulsing as she wept. Kristi was only fifteen when this day happened, and I had only recently realized that she had started to mature into a striking young woman. I had always know she was beautiful, the spitting image of her mother at her age, but until the night of her first formal dance a week earlier, somehow I had not noticed how her body had changed. When she came out of her room in that black sequenced gown that clung to her small body like a second skin, I was in awe. It was cut fairly low over the breast, showing off the inner firm mounds of her pert breasts, and plunged low in the back. And when I say low I mean low, the open back swooped down below her waistline, and was open across her back. It showed off her new found figure far too well, a figure that I had not noticed until that night. Now she laid back on the sofa in a pair of cotton shorts and a tank top. The shorts being a bit too short, and the same for the top.
“I feel weird about talking to you about this, about my love life.” Again Kristi cupped her hands over her face. She drew in a deep breath, causing her belly to sink into her body.
“Sweetie, you can talk to me about anything.” Is what I told her, but I was thinking to myself: You’re fifteen, how much of a love life can you have? But before the last word passed over my lips I had a flash back of myself at fifteen, and wasn’t sure I really wanted to know the answer to my question, and was damn glad I had not asked it out loud.
“I know… but when it comes to this stuff… well I just feel strange talking to you about it.” I could see her cheeks flush a deeper shade of crimson as she spoke, and wondered why.
“It’s okay, I understand. Just remember that I am here for you no matter what.”
“Oh God, that makes it even harder.”
“What does?”
“You being you. Just forget it.” Kristi hopped up from the sofa and walked over the entrance of the hallway that led back to the bedrooms. She stopped and leaned forward against the corner of the two walls, and stared back at me through her red eyes. “Fine, I have to talk to somebody or I’m going to explode.” She said, then sat back down next to me.
“You don’t have too, you can wait until Traci gets home… talk to her.”
Kristi let out a angry laugh as she brought her right hand down on my thigh. “She’s part of the problem.” She shook her head again, took another deep breath and then went on. “Nick and I broke up.”
“Really, I thought you two were getting along fine?” I gently rested my hand atop her’s on my thigh.
“So did I, until I found out that he was feeling Terri up at his place last night.”
“What does that mean?”
“Feeling her up? You know, playing with her titts.”
“I know what feeling up means, but how do you know that’s what happened?” Kristi turned her hand over under mine and squeezed.
“I was asking him about last night, why he didn’t call, and he let it slip. He actually said that her titts may be bigger, but mine are firmer. Can you believe that? Like that is suppose to make me feel better!”
Kristi twisted her upper body toward me, through her arms around my neck, and cried on my shoulder. I in turn wrapped my arms around her, held her tight, and rubbed her back to console her. She and Terri were complete opposites. Terri too was pretty, but had thick brown hair, while Kristi took after her mother with thin blonde hair. It was no secret that Terri had larger breasts, anyone with eyes could see that, but she was also heavier, more on the plump side compared to Kristi that was luck to reach a hundred pounds soaking wet. Terri wasn’t fat, she just had always been a little thick around the middle was all, and Kristi had a tiny waist. As for the firmness of their breasts I had no clue, I had never paid attention, and the only way I would have know was from the hugs the girls gave when we said goodbye. Every time they, or myself, or Beth would leave we always hugged each other, usually accompanied by a kiss on the cheek, or quick peck on the lips. But I had never noticed how the girls breasts felt against me during our hugs, it had never even crossed my mind until that moment. And right at that I could easily feel that Kristi’s we firm, very firm, and so were her nipples. That scared me a little to be honest. The entire situation was starting to scare me. Holding Kristi in my arms, rubbing her back was starting to feel pretty good. I liked the way she felt against me, the way she smelled, the warmth of her body.
It was all starting to feel too good, so I pulled away from her carefully. I didn’t want her to feel as though I was rejecting her in anyway, but I also didn’t want her to realize that she was starting to turn me on either. I didn’t want to be turned on for that matter, I loved Beth. But as I pulled away, she held me tighter, and buried her face into my neck. I could feel her warm breath whispering over my skin, the scent of her hair filled my senses, and the touch of her body had my mind wandering to places it just shouldn’t have been going.
“Why can’t all guys be like you?” Kristi whispered, her soft lips stroking the flesh of my neck, almost as if kissing me. “Mom is so lucky.” She added, pulling herself even closer to me, nearly up onto my lap.
Then it happened… I felt her lips pucker and kiss my neck. Softly, quickly, and then another that last a bit longer. She shifted again, this time pulling herself into my lap. Her lips kissed their way up my neck to my jaw, and continued on a direct path to my lips.
“Kris… what are you doing!” My question brought to a sudden halt by her lips pressing to mine. Softly she kissed me, her smooth lips opening and closing atop mine, begging for something more, something deeper.
At first I was frozen by shock, but before I realized what was happening I was kissing her back. I couldn’t help myself, she felt and tasted so good that my body seemed to ignore my mind telling it to stop. The next thing I knew her tongue had found it’s way inside my mouth, and I was laying her back on the sofa. We laid kissing, embraced within each other’s arms for I don’t know how long. I was lost in the love that seemed so strong between us, until I felt her small hand slip down between our bodies, and start to stroke my already erect cock.
I quickly pushed back from her, place my hand over her’s and told her to stop. Kristi stared into my eyes, and I into her’s. She had the most beautiful eyes, green with gold specks just like her mother. “We can’t do this, Kris…”
“It feels to me like we can.” She cooed, smiling at me, squeezing my hard shaft through my jeans.
“You know what I mean… It’s wrong.”
“I don’t care. I love you, and you love me, so why don’t you show me how much you love me?” She kissed me again, and again I was swept up in the moment and kissed her back, deeply, and allowed her to massage me through my jeans. I could feel her erect nipples poking my chest, the heat of her young body against mine, and the sensations that she was sending through my body where difficult to resist, but I did eventually.
I sat up and looked down at her stretched out over the sofa. She was so beautiful, so sexy, how could I not have seen all of this before, I thought. Then I remembered why, she was my daughter, okay my step-daughter, but to me they were one and the same. I took her hand in mine, stared into her eyes, and explained my position. I told her that I did love her, perhaps too much, and that I found this all very flattering, but it could go no further, and never happen again.
Kristi was not what you would call happy about it, but she understood that we both had just gotten carried away in the heat of the moment. But she also made it very clear to me the she too loved me more than she should, that I was much more than a step-father to her, and if the chance ever arose again she would take it gladly. I had to agree with her on that, and that time would tell.
As it turned out, Kristi and Terri made up, and she also made up with Nick. Neither Kristi or I mentioned that day again for years, nor did we ever act on our true feelings. Oh we were much closer after that day, and I always got a kiss on the lips when we would say goodbye and the hugs seemed a bit more intimate as well, right up to the day she came home and told us she was getting married, Three years later.
That was when the line blurred for us once again…

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Hijabi Wife

Author’s note:
this story is mainly fictional, but based on something really happened to me.
I must thank also the guys on here who helped me, editing the story. A special thank to Celtenham.
Even though the story has been edited, since English is not my mothertoungue, i cannot assure that is foolproof. So please, don’t be harsh!!!HIJABI WIFE
One of my best friends comes from Morocco. So two years ago I went there with him to visit the country. We spent about a fortnight travelling and then chilled out a bit at his uncle’s house.
This house is normally shared by lots of people. As you all know, in those regions families have really close bonds. My friend’s was no exception. In fact there were about 15 people packed in this three story house. It was a nice building located at the outskirts of Rabat, with a store that sold spices at street level and two more floors above.
Given this, lots of us had to sleep on the couch. Actually it was not as bad as it seems: the typical house in Morocco has the living room surrounded by this high and comfortable sofas. So we were not cramped.
Among all those who frequented the house, I had made friends with one woman in particular. Her name was Kebira. She was the uncle’s wife.
She was an average height woman, with a slim body, a nice firm ass and a set of tits able to made her loose dress bulge a little. But, mainly, she always smiled at me. It was nice, since all other women were very afraid of dealing with me, because in such a narrow-minded culture it’s not acceptable for them to deal with males outside the family.
One night, I was sleeping with all the others as usual when I suddenly was awoken by hands shaking me. Still drowsy, I opened my eyes and looked around to understand what was going on. I managed to notice that all the others were still sound asleep before one finger was placed on my mouth to prevent me from making any noise.
I tried to focus on the person who had woke me up, but it was hard, because I usually wear glasses and they laid on the table beside the couch. So I reached out an hand and put my glasses on. Finally I was able to see Kebira. Even though it was very late, she still wore her hijab and dress, as if she had not gone to bed at all. Both her hands and eyes were shaky.
Since she didn’t speak my language and I didn’t know a single word in Arabic, she gestured me to follow her. Even though I felt uneasy with the whole situation, I stood up as silently as I could and went with her. She led me to the staircase and headed downstairs.
I was still half asleep and this helped to make the situation even more surreal then it was. The pinnacle was reached when she opened the door of the spices store stock room and all those smells inebriated me.
Lost as I was, I stopped in my track and Kebira pulled my arm. Once inside the stock room she closed the door and turned on the light. It was just a bulb, hanging from the ceiling and it spread around just an halo of trembling light. I looked at the woman, hoping for some explanation but she simply pushed me against one of the shelves and started to kiss me.
My eyes went wild for the shock. I felt the top of her breasts pressing against my chest and spreading some heat. The silk of her hijab caressed my skin. Somehow this kiss felt odd. Not only because of the situation, but mainly because, even though she tried to act as if she were passionate and lustful, her eyes, lips and hands trembled. I was not sure if this was due to the fear of being caught, the emotion for kissing me, the uncertainty of my reaction or what…but for sure something was not right.
When I finally regained control of myself, I pushed Kebira away from me, with a slight bit of force but trying not to be rude. The moment our lips parted, her eyes averted from mine. She did say something in Arabic, which I didn’t get. I stood still for some instants then headed out of the room.
She grabbed my arm and stopped me almost immediately. After saying something else, she gestured the far corner of the stock room. I followed her forefinger and, to my great surprise, I saw, half hidden in the shadow casted by the unsteady light, an old man. I had to focus my eyes more to distinguish the feature of Kebira’s husband.
I was literally astonished. But, finally, I could now understand what was going on. Now, the behavior of the woman and even her uncertainty made sense: it was not by her own will that she had tried to seduce me, but to satisfy her husband’s voyeuristic fantasies.
This guess of mine was confirmed when the old, wrinkled man stood up and came into the light. He was wearing only a bathrobe, underneath which it was easy to spot a bulging erection. He had a fairy big belly and some grey chest hair was visible. I wondered how a nice young lady like Kebira came to marry such a man. He indicated with his hands Kebira, trying to say me to go closer to her and continue the show. But I didn’t move. Noticing my hesitation, he got near Kebira and unlatched her robe from the back. It immediately fell to the ground, letting the woman completely naked in front of me. Her breasts were big, just as the outlines of her dresses let guess, her legs were smooth and slender. They led to a perfectly shaven pussy. She had what they call a camel toe: actually just the outer labia were visible.
The man made Kebira turn around, so that I could appreciate the nice, round firm ass of his wife. He even spanked her hard, to let me know that she had no fat there. Then he made the young woman face me once more and pushed her toward me.
I can’t deny that I felt a twitch in my pants thanks to that show. I’ve never been attracted by dark-skinned woman in general, but Kebira, I had to admit, was a really fine piece of tail! Her amber skin radiated under that dim light and her boobs swung just too tantalizingly. It took just one moment to make up my mind. Afterwards I’d have to ask myself if it was because I was still asleep or inebriated by those scents that I did what I did, but…when Kebira kissed me again, I responded.
I placed my hands on her back and enjoyed the feeling of her tongue battling with mine. Her lips were full and hot. Her skin burned like the sunlight of her land. I caressed her, letting my hands travel, one to her butt and the other to the tits.
I fondled and groped her. I felt that her nipples responded to my touch and get erect, so I pinched one of them, making her moan into my mouth.
Behind us, her husband nodded, satisfied, and went back to his chair. Then barked something. Immediately, she broke our kiss and started dancing sensually to an inaudible music, rubbing her body against mine Her hard nipples dragged across me and felt really great. Even her ass grinding at my erection was something very arousing.
While dancing, Kebira lifted the white shirt I used as pj’s and kissed my young, shaven chest. Then moved up my neck, biting my ear slightly before tracing my outlines back down, to my pubes. There, she pulled at the briefs I had on and freed my dick, which sprung out, already hard. Her face could not hide a smile and, looking over at the wrinkled cock surrounded by grey, greasy hair of her husband, I could understand why.
I’m not here to brag about how hung I am: I’m of average length and girth, but at least I keep myself clean!
Kebira took hold of my erection and started jerking it. Her touch was delicate and skilled. With her free hand, she fondled my balls so that precum oozed out, making the cock-head glisten. Even though she was trying her best to act sexily, it was clear to me that Kebira was not very happy to do such a thing. In fact, she looked at me, hesitantly. She knew perfectly how to proceed, but I suppose she felt dirty doing that with a stranger and in front of her husband.
I tried to smile, making her feel at ease. But it was her husband, yelling something from the shadow to push her to engulf her mouth with my dick.
When her mouth touched my throbbing erection, I moaned immediately!! She felt SOOO good!!! Her full lips remained pursed, but still somehow gentle. The inside of her mouth was hot like fire, but the tongue that swirled around my glans was cooler and made me shiver with every flick. The fact that she was still wearing her hijab enhanced even more the erotic aura of the act. A wisp of raven black hair had escaped from the constraint of the silk and was now bouncing rhythmically while her head slipped up and down my dick. She had one hand at the base of my cock and the other went on fondling my nuts. She did eventually begin jerking me, on occasion.
Seeing her knelt between my legs, bobbing up and down, with her tits bouncing in unison and her thighs spread apart so that I could see the notch of her cunt, while she looked with scary eyes at me, it’s something I won’t forget ‘til death.
Sensing I was about to cum, I placed one hand on her forehead and held her back, panting due to the strain of holding back my orgasm.
Once it had subsided I placed my dick between her tits and started to slide it up and down. Immediately she played along, placing her hands on her boobs and pressing them together so that they formed a tight channel around my prick.
“Ohhh…” I groaned.
Kebira didn’t say a word, but looked back to see if this pleased her husband. From the low, grunting noises he made while stroking his cock, I could bet he was enjoying the show!
The flesh of Kebira’s tits around my dick felt great. Seeing them so closely, I could tell that her tits were around a 34 full C cup. Maybe a small D. They were not perky, but very soft. Anyhow, they were not saggy at all and had small dark areolas with hard, protruding nipples. It was a great sight looking down her cleavage, from where my cock rhythmically jumped out. While I titfucked her, I caressed Kebira’s face staring directly into her deep, dark eyes. Her gentle face framed by her hijab was so erotic: it was a symbol of innocence…her lost innocence, since I was about to fuck her like a whore in front of her cuckold husband! That religious piece of clothing was turning me on like few things had done before: it was like committing a forbidden taboo.
At that point, I wanted her pussy so bad. So I lifted her up and indicated a desk that was placed right below the bulb. She understood and set down. I got closer, looked at the old man and grinned. Kebira unease was well displayed by the fact that she sat upright and held her legs tight shut. I placed my hands underneath her knees and lifted her up, so that she laid down on the deck. Then forced her legs apart. I took a close up look at her wonderful pussy. As I was moving her thighs open, that beautiful flower hidden there bloomed open. I can still see now before my eyes her lips parting, revealing the soft pink skin whose color was enhanced by the amber complexion.
When Kebira’s legs were finally spread, I slid a finger along her slit. Once again I had proof that she was unwilling to do this, since she was dry.
“You’re not wet, are you? – I said to her in my own language, so that she could not understand – I bet we have to do something about this. Just relax…I saw it before in your eyes that you want something more that old wanker over there!! I’ll promise that this will be much better than your usual fucks!”
As I spoke, I leaned forward to kiss, lick and suck her tits. Meanwhile I also stimulated her clit with my fingers, probing her vagina from time to time. After some moments I felt moisture wetting my forefinger. I looked up at her and smiled. She averted her gaze, embarrassed. I retreated my finger, held it up in the light so that the husband could see it and then sucked on it, watching the old man who licked his lips.
Then I resumed my stimulation. Kebira was moving her head back and forth while I explored her whole body with my tongue, trying hard not to make a sound. I tickled her everywhere: neck, arms, feet, hips, belly, tits… But she lost her composure only when I aimed for her pussy. I had just traced the inside of her thighs, when I continued my motion licking the outer parts of her vulva: mound, big labia, that tasty pink indent between outer lips and inner ones, small labia. She just panted throughout the whole process. But a soft moan escaped when my tongue entered her now well lubed pussy, swirling inside it and lapping out all the juices it could collect.
“Ohhhh…ahhhh….ohhhh…” was the words she spoke, lauder and lauder as I kept on eating her out. She tasted delicious: strong and a little bitter, just as I like it. Just as if she had recently had her period!
Her tone raised even more when my thumb attacked her clit. This one was very sensitive indeed. Every time I touched it, she trembled, arched her back and groaned loud. I switched places: my tongue took care of her clit and my fingers explored the insides of her wombs. I gyrated my wrist so that no angle was left untouched. I even arched my fingers up and down as I slid in and out. My mouth did not spare itself too: I sucked, licked, bit, pulled, nipped her clit till she was actually screaming in pleasure. Her hands held on tight to the desk. Her eyes were closed, the head leant back. Her boobs bounced every time she bucked her hips, shaken with jolts of pleasure.
Finally her legs wrapped around my head, her hands flew to her tits and she collapsed on her back, while her climax hit her in waves that forced her whole body to tremble violently. Gushes of juices erupted from her vagina and I drank them all greedily.
“Ohhh….uhh…OHHHH….AHHHHH…YALLAH…AHHHHHH!!!” were the things she shouted.
When finally her orgasm subsided, she laid there, panting. I watched from between her legs her boobs lift and fall as she tried to catch her breath. It was a glorious sight! The strong scent of her juices filled my nostrils and her savor still was inside my mouth. It was all so arousing that my cock actually was throbbing with anticipation. So I stood up from the kneeling position I was in and lined my dick with her vagina. Before sticking it in, I slid it along her slit a few times, to lube it and rub her sensitive clit some more. Kebira’s senses were heightened by her recent climax, so she shook even more violently when I touched her knob. Anyhow I noticed something different in her. She held the eyes wide open, fixed on mine. And they were full of lust. I bet her husband never made her cum, neither did he care to… I could guess that my youth, my manners and my decent appearance was enough to loosen her up.
“Do you want it? Uhm? Want it inside your soaked, little, tight Arabic pussy? – I teased her, while I still rubbed my dick on her clit – It seems you’re having what you looked for… – I joked to her husband, who had stood up to have a better view – Ask for it, Kebira! I wanna hear you beg me in Arabic to fuck you!!”
I don’t know if she understood from the situation what I was saying, but she did replied something. Maybe it was a plea, maybe some request…I couldn’t tell. I let myself believe that she did beg me to fuck her so I told:
“You want it that bad?? Very well…then here you go!!”
I stuck my cock inside her pussy. She was so damp that I could slide in to the base with one single movement. My balls hit her ass and a sound of flesh colliding and juice splashing came when our hips met.
“Arghhh….” I screamed, overwhelmed by the strong sensations her pussy was sending through my dick. “You’re soooo tight! I’d have never imagined that you’d be so tight even after the orgasm you had! Your pussy feels like a leather glow around my cock. You’re milking me. It will be hard not to cum straight away…but I wanna screw you for a long time, so I’ll try my best!”
As I spoke, I started thrusting with my hips. At first I had to control myself, because I was not lying when I said that it would be difficult to hold my orgasm back. So I pounded her with long, hard strokes. My dick came out almost all the way, before I slammed it back in. Every time I hit the tip of her wombs and she emitted low grunts of appreciation. Soon enough her legs were sealed around my hips, dictating the speed. And she wanted me to go faster. Which I accomplished with pleasure. I increased my pace. At first the movements were a bit frantic, but then I stabilized on a quick rhythm.
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh….Ohhhhhhhhhhh….Ahhhhhhhhhhh”
She continued to moan, grunt and scream. It was now a continuous sound that came from her mouth. Her hands were madly fondling the breasts, pinching and pulling her nipples. It was wonderful to see those boobs bounce up and down, when I slammed my dick into her frail body.
“Do you like it, slut? I knew you would have liked it! You wanna feel it hard and rough, just like the bitch you are. – I trash-talked to her, knowing she could not understand – Look at your husband… – I motioned with my head toward the old man and she turned her head – He’s all hard and horny seeing how slutty you’re behaving. Look at his wrinkled cock. He’s pumping it fast. I can tell he’s on the verge of cumming, but he knows he has to restrain himself because the show is not over yet.”
As I spoke, I felt Kebira shudder underneath me. I couldn’t believe that she was cumming again this soon. But she was. Jolts of pleasure were waving up and down her spine, letting her spill more juice on my already drenched cock. All she spoke was a low rattle, which became an hiss as the orgasm subsided.
She raised herself and let her tits press against my bare chest, gazed intently into my eyes with her dark pupils and kissed me. While our tongues battled, her legs released my hips and she jumped down from the desk, with my cock buried deep in her wombs. Pinned as she was, given that I was higher than her, she had to stand on tiptoes. She forced me to spin, so that my butt was on the edge of the desk. Then she took out my dick from her vagina, stepped back, bent over to suck on it and turned around. Till this last action, she never lost eye contact with me. Then she lined my iron-hard prick with her vagina and pushed back her hips.
In one movement she had my cock stuffed again in her wombs. I let out a sigh, always trying to delay my orgasm. She looked back, satisfied that she was teasing me. And actually a sensual smile was painted on her face. That lustful smile framed by her hijab was something that got me even more horny, if possible. Moreover, some other wisps of raven black hair had escaped the veil and bounced sensually around her face as she started to buck her hips.
Suddenly I felt a movement behind me. Soon enough, the old husband appeared on my right. Now he had removed the bathrobe and was jerking his cock fast. I could see drops of sweat on his hairy chest and around his forehead. He was also muttering something. Kebira turned her face toward him, but he didn’t seem to notice. Obviously she did understand what he said under his breath. By the look on her face it was some kind of dirty talking she did not like.
I don’t know if she was asked to, or if she did it to respond to those words, but she increased the pace with which she thrust her hips. This forced the both of us to moan.
“Holy shit!!! – I cursed – If you go on like this, baby, you’ll make me cum in no time. You gotta be clenching your pussy muscles to be THAT tight. You squeeze me too much!!!”
To avert my mind from the overwhelming pleasure she was giving me, I reached out with my hands and grabbed one of those big, soft titties. With the other I hold onto her hijab, as if it was a rein. I pulled and she had to bend her head backwards. Her mouth fell open as I began to meet her humps with thrusts of my own. Our hips were literally slamming by that time. Her husband was more excited than ever. He walked around us, continuing his muttering. Kebira didn’t care about him anymore. She was just panting, moaning and grunting while trying to catch up with my frenzied pace.
I pushed her away just a moment before I cummed. She lost her balance and fell onto the ground. I grabbed my dick and squeezed hard to constrain my spunk. Eventually I did it. She was down on the floor, over a mat that covered it and was looking over at me with lust. She was also grinning. I didn’t need for her to speak to understand that she was self-satisfied to have me brought to the verge of cumming and that she was also glad I have not, so that we could go on some more.
My guess was confirmed when she got on all fours, bent over and stuck her ass into the air, wiggling it to invite me to hurry and fuck her. I needed no further encouragement: I got behind her, ready to stuff my dick back in. But her husband dropped to his knees too. I was so surprised that I stopped. For the first time, he touched his wife, spreading her ass before me. Her asshole was now stretched and in full view. With his head he gestured toward her asshole, trying to tell me he wanted to see his wife’s ass fucked. I think my face showed an awestruck expression because he made more frantic gestures to make me understand.
Meanwhile, Kebira had turned back and got the whole situation. She did say something harsh to him, who barked something else back. They discussed for about two minutes, which I used to make up my mind. I had never assfucked a girl before, but always wanted to. Moreover, doing it with a girl who still showed the religious symbol of the hijab was arousing beyond belief. So I resolved that, if Kebira agreed, I’d have gone with it.
On the woman’s face I could see again the shyness she felt at the beginning. And also the refusal before such an act, but also the total submission to her husband’s will. In fact, she sighted and nodded. Now that they were done discussing, the man resumed to beg me silently to fuck his wife’s ass. He stopped only when I grinned and placed my dickhead at the entrance of her butt. Happy he crawled back a little, stroking his cock. Both he and Kebira looked at me. The woman showed the signs of fear and disgust on her face. I cannot lie: I liked both of her expressions. And I loved the submission in her eyes even more.
I leaned forward and whispered into her ear: “Don’t worry…I’ll fuck you so well that you’ll end up liking it!”
Even though she did not get what I said, I felt her relaxing. Maybe it was my tone. Feeling that it was the right moment, I started to push. My dick had never been that hard before. Just the idea of ripping that ass apart was causing my erection to be almost painful.
“Arghhhhh…” Kebira cried out, as I went past her unbelievably tight sphincter.
Luckily my cock was lubed with her juiced, otherwise the friction would have been too much, as tight as she was. She wiggled and trembled as I kept pushing. Further and further my prick went into her rectum. But it was an hard fit. I was sweating from the effort it cost me and she was screaming in pain. I could see tears filling her eyes. When I finally stuck myself all the way in and my balls slammed against her ass, she bucked her head backwards and yelled:
“AAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!”
I stayed in position for about a minute, so that she could accommodate to my presence. Then I started to pump, up and down. To support myself, I grabbed one of her tits. To ease her pain, I played with her nipple, while the other hand stimulated her clit.
At first she continued to cry in discomfort. But then the screams turned to grunts. I could hear in those a mix of pain and pleasure. Her asshole was now stretched and relaxed. I looked down while my hard rod was entering her. It was unbelievable that her sphincter could actually stretch that much. It chocked my cock as if trying to cut it off. It felt amazing. I’d have never thought that anal fucking could be so intense.
After several minutes of long thrusts, I noticed that Kebira was moving her ass to match my own movements. So I felt that it was right to put some more effort in it. Moreover, the slow pace has let my approaching orgasm subside. Therefore I was more than ready for another hard-fucking session. So I started to pound her more forcefully. I simply loved the “Argh!!”, “Ohi!!!”, “Auch!!!” she made to suppress the pain every time I hit the bottom. Anyhow, now she was also liking it, as I could tell from the moisture wetting my fingers as I fooled around with her pussy.
Soon enough, not only I was pushing with all my might, but also picking up speed. Now Kebira was moaning. And they were without a doubt moans of pleasure. In and out my cock kept going. My balls ached for the delayed orgasm, but I didn’t want the intense pleasure to stop. So I just rolled on.
After a while, Kebira fell under my thrusts. Her knees became too weak to sustain my pounding, so she collapsed to the ground. Now she was laying on her bally. The entire weight of her body pressed on her tits, one of which was cupped in my hand and seemed to explode under the pressure and the constraint. I didn’t stop to assfuck her, not even for a second. I kept pushing and pulling my hard shaft till she trembled, quivered and shouted.
A third orgasm hit her. The old man approached, surprised of how slutty his wife was. I could see that his balls too were contracted for the effort not to blast their load. He was still muttering and I didn’t need to know Arabic to understand that he was speaking dirty incitements to his wife to be even sluttier. Kebira rested, panting, on the floor, as I moved slowly in and out of her ass. When she was still there, I pulled out and stuck my cock into her vagina once more. She was surprised, but liked the change. Her pussy was soaking wet and sounds came when I fucked her. She simply laid there, enjoying the ride.
After some more minutes, she turned and gestured me to stop. I did and she took my member out of her wombs. The man said something and Kebira replied something else back, disgusted. Anyhow, with a sad look on her face, accomplished his wish and bent over to suck my dick.
“Do you like how my cock tastes coated in your pussy juices and your ass flavor?” I asked.
She looked at me without a hint of what I was saying. But she did lick my prick good.
Then she laid on the floor, legs wide spread. She held them so apart that her pussy gaped. I could see perfectly her hole. I had no doubt about what it meant. I jumped on her and, after putting my hard rod in, I began pounding as forcefully as I could with my remaining stamina. It was no long after that I felt my climax approach.
“Ohhhh…my god…KEBIRA…I’M GONNA CUM…KEBIRA!!! I’M ABOUT TO SHOOT MY LOAD!!! UGHHHH!!!” I shouted.
The man said something in a hurry. The woman did not even turn an hair, but probably complied because he smiled.
If I’m right about this, he asked her to let me cum inside her, because she locked her legs around my waist and forced me into her as far as she could. This seemed something she obeyed to willingly, after all…
Once I was there, we both shouted. She had the forth climax of the night and the grip of her vagina on my cock, as it contracted because of the orgasm, was too much for me to bear. I exploded into her, blasting my load. My nuts ached when they finally could release their seed and plant it into Kebira’s wombs. We both shuddered, shook and quivered. After the first spurts were deposit into her pussy I collapsed onto her, even though I was still cumming. The heat emanating from her tits was fantastic. Soon her lips sealed with mine and our moans became one. When the last waves of my orgasm had gone through my body, our lips parted. She was smiling and her eyes were still filled with desire. I lifted myself and pulled out my dick. A long stream of spunk oozed out of her well used pussy. I had really filled her up to the brim.
Suddenly the husband bent forward and put his mouth on her pussy, drinking my sperm out of her wife’s vagina. At that moment, he looked to me so pathetic. Not because he was eating my seed, neither because he was a cuckold. It was the frantic way he moved, the muttering, the sweat, his whole uncured body, those greasy pubic hair that made him pathetic. It was pathetic how he was so keen on giving up his wife to a stranger instead of satisfying her himself.
But I did say nothing. I just stared at him, like his wife was doing. To her eyes all this was not pathetic, but gross. Disgust was painted across her face. But she too did say nothing. We both witnessed the downfall of a man in silence.
The old man’s hand was jerking furiously his wrinkled cock and, when he was done eating, he spurted all his seed onto his wife’s belly. She closed her eyes as the hot sperm landed. Finally he was done and collapsed to the floor. Kebira opened her eyes and gazed into mine, as if she was trying to apologize for that show. Then her gaze focused on my pubes.
Without me even noticing, my cock was still semi-hard. She asked me to get closer with a gesture of her finger and I did. She took my spunk- and juice-coated dick into her mouth and worked with her tongue all over it. I shuddered while waves of painful pleasure went through me. Then, finally, I came again. It was just a few drops but I deposited them into Kebira’s mouth. She looked up at me, grinning while she still had my manhood in her mouth. She flicked and swirled with her tongue till the very last droplet was milked from my balls and I was screaming out in pain, then she let me go. I felt my knees tremble under the shudders of the expelled orgasm, lost my balance and fell to the ground.
Kebira giggled then opened her mouth to let me see my cum into it, closed again and swallowed, opening it again to prove that she had really done it.
We gazed into each other eyes for what seemed a long time. The lust and the desire not for me, but for a better, more free life were radiating from her. I felt sorry for her and yet the way she was subdued aroused me. Our expression said what words could not. Then her husband spoke. It must have been some kind of joke because he grinned, but she didn’t. On the contrary, her eyes swelled with tears and started crying, obviously feeling again as dirty as she felt at the beginning.
I don’t know what he told her. Maybe he just stated that she was a slut or something. Anyhow, I felt that it was not wise to stay there anymore. So I stood up, picked my clothes, caressed Kebira one last time and left.
The day after, I asked myself if I had only dreamt that. But the way Kebira looked at me told otherwise. It was a mix of guilt and lust.
I left the country two days later and never returned, but that night is burned into my mind as one of the most intriguing I’ve ever had…and, probably, will have.

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Richard’s Tales: Scoring the Coach

This story is a sequel to the story, “The Dick in The Wall”. Reading it is not required, but you may want to check it out. Richard is looking for a tighter pussy, and he found his mark. But the coach showed him some new tricks.

Fiction

It keeps getting better… Part 2

The next day, all I could think about was Michelle’s naked, gorgeous body. From the moment I woke up I had an erection. It lasted while I showered, and since I was in a rush to get to school, I knew I wasn’t going to be able to take care of it AND make it to school on time. I opted to let it be, and when I got home that night, I’d take care of it before I went to bed. This way, I could go to bed early if I wanted to, so that I could have as much time to play with myself as I could want. I hate to rush when I’m masturbating, and rubbing one out real quick is never as satisfying as taking one’s time and letting the sensation build to the point where you can’t take it any longer. Another thought that entered my head was a little bit of information that I had read somewhere, probably in sex ed or something. It takes a guy about three days or so, to completely replenish his sperm reservoirs from the last time he’s ejaculated. I did some quick thinking on the way to school, and it occurred to me it had been almost that long since I had masturbated. I figured that another 15 hours couldn’t hurt anything.
I pulled into the school parking lot and parked. I got out, adjusted my pants real quick, and gathered my book bag. Jimmy was just getting there too, and so I waited while he parked and caught up to me. We greeted each other with the usual head bob and fell in beside each other on the way to our first class. We had elected to take the same classes, or at least as many as we could, so out of seven classes, we were in five together. History was our first class together, and it also happened to be the only class we had with Michelle. The bell rang so we filed in and took our seats. Jimmy sat beside me and leaned over.
“Hey. Do you want to get together tonight, say at about eightish?”, he whispered. “I’ve got football practice tonight, but after I get home I’m free. We should probably at least START our project, so we don’t just outright fail, y’know? If you want, you could always head over to the house whenever you’re ready. My parents will let you in and you can just chill in the living room. Play Halo online or something.”
“Sure”, I said. “That sounds great. I’ll go home and get some other stuff out of the way real quick, then I’ll head over.”
“Alright. If my parents are running late, I’m sure Michelle will let you in. I should be home at about five-thirty. Practice might go a little late, but it shouldn’t be by too much. Well”, he amended, “that’s not true. The cheerleaders are practicing tonight for next weeks game, so we miiiiight get a little distracted.” He chuckled. “You can’t really blame us though, can you? Kimmy has got the nicest tits anywhere, and when she’s practicing, it’s hard not to stare.” He was wrong of course. Michelle had the most beautiful tits I had ever seen, though I wasn’t going to tell him that! There are some things you just don’t tell people, especially when it’s your best friend you’re telling and it’s his sister you’re talking about. I did my best to mutter some sort of agreeance before our talk was interrupted by Mr. Hopkins, and class started.
All throughout class, I kept sneaking peeks at Michelle. I couldn’t take in enough of her, and it struck me that I had never even noticed that she had grown up into a beautiful woman. She had filled out quite well as my memory and my still raging hardon could attest to. I was really going to have to stay focused after this class. Maintaining an erection for any length of time causes no small amount of discomfort, especially when you so desperately want to take care of it. It wasn’t until I saw her look over at me and catch me staring that I had to will myself to not look at her. For the rest of the class I studiously ignored her presence, though I could smell her perfume wafting over to me, and the scent of her became so intoxicating that I became dizzy. I could feel her eyes on me as well, and it felt like they were burning a hole through me. When the bell rang for next class, I picked up as fast as I could, trying hard to look nonchalant. It was tough trying to pick up all my stuff and unobtrusively try to hide my now permanent erection, but I managed to pick up faster than I thought I was going to be able to. I told Jimmy that I was going to go grab a drink from the soda machine. He didn’t give much indication that he heard besides a quick nod of his head. I walked as fast as I could through the slowly filling hallway and headed toward the machine. As I walked I tried to nonchalantly maneuver my erection so that it wasn’t quite so obvious, and once I had succeded, I bought a coke. Yes, this was going to be a long day.
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Once school got out I headed home. I dropped off my backpack, grabbed a small snack, and gathered my history book. Jimmy had internet in his room, so I wasn’t too worried about bringing anything else for research. After I made sure I was ready to leave, I hopped into the shower one more time. I quickly washed, though I just HAD to pay a little attention to my still throbbing dick. God it felt so good! Warm water and soap can go a long way let me tell ya, especially when you’ve been hornier than a rabbit all day. I really had to fight the urge to take care of it and I rinsed off and stopped the shower with a whole lot of regret.
“Alright, alright. Enough is enough. I’ve only got to wait a few more hours and it’ll be worth the wait”, I thought to myself. If you’re not a guy, there’s really no way I can describe just how much you want to finish yourself off when you have an erection. Don’t get me wrong though. I LOVE having an erection, but just like any good song, book or movie, there’s always got to be a climax (no pun intended) to make it worth it. I hastily dried myself off, paying extra attention to my cock, and once I was dry, got dressed. I gathered my keys, locked the door, and got in the car. A sudden thought occurred to me, and in my haste, I peeled out of my driveway. What if Michelle was taking another shower? Would I be able to get another peek? That thought alone was enough for me to speed up. I knew I wouldn’t be able to go as fast as I wanted though as I knew that if I got pulled over not only would I not be able to see her lovely body again, but I’d also have to pay a stupid fine. Still though, I went as fast as I possibly could without drawing attention to myself. Jimmy’s house used to be next door to mine, which was part of how we had met. We had to take the same school bus back in the day, and during the harsh winter months our parents would alternate driving the three of us to school. Fortunately they hadn’t moved too far away, and so they were a quick 15 minutes. Less if there was no traffic.
I arrived at Jimmy’s house and as I parked in their driveway I noticed that their parents weren’t home yet. My heartbeat sped up and my thoughts started racing. It was just her and I in the house! I did a silent cheer for myself and I struggled to keep my rising excitement contained. The door to the house was unlocked as usual because of the neighbor hood we lived in so I walked right in.
“Hello! Anyone home?”, I yelled.
I could hear a female voice upstairs but I couldn’t quite make out what she was saying. I closed the door softly, letting nothing but a small ‘click’ escape. I had decided on the spot that I had announced myself and if she didn’t hear me, was it my fault? I slipped off my shoes and slowly started walking up the stairs. Jimmy’s parents had just put in new carpeting, so the only thing I had to worry about was maybe a stray squeak from the stairs as I climbed them. As I neared the top of the stairs I could make out that the voice was definitely Michelle’s, and she was talking on the phone.
“-ere he was, lying with his back on the floor, his pants around his ankles, and his cock sticking straight up!” She paused for a second. “Kimmy, I shit you not, it was the biggest cock I’ve ever seen! I couldn’t look away. I had to finish playing with myself as soon as he got out of the bathroom!” My eyes got wide. They were talking about me! Kimmy was Michelle’s best friend, as well as the girl that Jimmy was infatuated with. The two girls were as close to each other as Jimmy and I were. Not only were the two girls talking about me, but Michelle had also been just as turned on as I was, only she had been able to take care of herself. My cock twitched inside my boxers put I had to put that out of my mind. They were still talking and I didn’t want to miss a thing. “Oh shut up!”, she giggled. “Of course I haven’t seen my brothers prick you sicko! The last time I saw Jimmy’s was when we were still bathing together but I don’t even know how long ago that was. I don’t even remember it much. We were just kids! Yeah, I know you have the hots for him. Just don’t tell me about it. If you stick to the plan, I’m sure you’ll get your chance.” She paused for another second and I stayed as still as I could, hoping that I would hear more. “Oh, all right. Yeah, yeah. Just do what I told you and I’ll see you tomorrow. Good night.” Shit! I can’t believe she had told Kimmy what had happened to me! My mind was in shock as I wondered who else she had told, which is why I wasn’t prepared for her to come out of her room so quickly. As she stepped into the hallway, she spied me immediately. I hadn’t even thought to hide behind a corner or even stay on the stairs so there I was right there in the open, as plain as day. Upon seeing me, her face turned a slight shade of red.
“How long have you been standing there?”, she demanded. Her eyes darted down to my crotch and I knew there was no way she was going to miss my erection. “Long enough I guess”, she smirked. My eyes involuntarily flickered towards her breasts and I could immediately see that she wasn’t wearing a bra. Her nipples were clearly visible and they were perfectly shaped. I could faintly see the outline of her areolas through her t-shirt and when I tore my eyes away from her chest, a quick look at her face told me she knew what I had been looking at. She grabbed my hand and started pulling me towards her room. “We have to talk.” We entered her bedroom and she closed the door behind us. She gestured for me to sit on the end of her bed, and as I did she faced me.
“Look Michelle, I’m so-”
“Wait”, she interrupted. “I’ve been waiting a long time to get you in my room alone, and you’re not going to ruin this by apologizing. I knew it was you when you came into the bathroom yesterday. As soon as I heard your voice actually. Did you really think I could ever mistake your voice and Jimmy’s? When you came in, I planned on sneaking a peak at you, though I would never have expected to get such an eyeful!” Her gaze flickered down to my crotch again, where the familiar stirrings were taking place. Her tongue flicked over her lips and her voice took on a husky tone. “You’re a lot bigger than I thought you would be. I couldn’t resist letting you see me either though. When I came home yesterday and saw you were here, my pussy started to get wet. That’s why i decided to take a shower. I wanted to be able to play with myself at my own pace and taking a bath was a perfect excuse. You needing to use the bathroom though wasn’t something I counted on, but I knew I couldn’t let the opportunity go to waste.” She finished saying this with a rush and then she looked at me expectantly. Now, I’m not the smooth suave guy that can just say anything and have it come out exactly how I wanted it. Girls didn’t fall into my arms, or swoon when I walked by, but in this case, I did the same thing that any other guy would do. I sat there with a dumbstruck expression on my face. So maybe it’s not what every guy would do alright? But give me a break. I’m a guy. I know them. I know how they act and think. I also know that 90% of the things they say are bullshit, so if you’re sitting there thinking that you’d have taken action, you’re a liar.
“Well?”, she intoned. “You’re not going to say anything? Alright. Let’s just keep it that way ok?”
She walked up and placed her hand on my chest. With a quick push she had my back on her bed, and before I knew what was happening, she had climbed on top of me. She straddled my waist, and leaned down to where her lips were almost on mine. She whispered, “By the feel of things, I’m going to enjoy this.”
My dick had ignored my attempts at restraint and had raised itself to lie flat almost along my stomach. Michelle’s pussy was nestled right on top of my dick and I could feel her pussy lips spread nicely onto either side of it. I returned the kiss wholeheartedly, my tongue intertwining with hers, our lips pressing against the others in an attempt to get as close as possible. I grabbed her waist and slid my hands down the length of her body till I reached her ass. I splayed out my hands and placed one on each cheek, giving them a firm squeeze while pulling her closer to my body. Our crotches ground together and though it made me more even more excited and raised my lustfulness to new heights, it also started to get me a little frustrated. I didn’t want to feel her through our clothes. I wanted to feel her naked flesh! Her tits were pressed against my chest and being able to feel them turned me on even more than I thought possible. She cut off our kiss abruptly and said, “I’ve just gotta get out of these clothes!”
I grunted my agreement and we both took the opportunity to take our shirts off. Her breasts were revealed, and though I had just seen them yesterday, my memory didn’t do them justice. Her breasts were probably about 34B and they were the most absolutely perfect things I’ve seen in my entire life. They looked firm as they had very little sag to them, and they didn’t have the fake look of a porn stars. They were perfect. SHE was perfect! As I stared at them I started to unbuckle my belt. She stopped me though. “No wait! Let me do it!” If she wanted to do it, who was I to complain? She got up from the bed and took off her pants leaving her in a tiny pink thong. It had ridden up into her pussy lips and had nestled between them. She quickly got on her knees and reached for my waist. She undid my pants button with one deft movement and unzipped my zipper. She tugged off my pants and tossed them behind her to the left. They landed in a heap beside my shirt in front of her closet door. My dick was still barely restrained by my boxers. The tip of my dick was peeking out above the waistband and my precum had left tiny wet spots here and there on my boxers. Precum still oozed from my dick and left a small sticky trail on my stomach. Her eyes glittered with desire and she slowly slid my trunks off and threw them to my pile of clothes though her eyes never left my dick. Finally! I was completely naked in front of the most attractive girl at school. My cock twitched uncontrollably and her eyes followed each twitch, never leaving it. A small involuntary gasp left her mouth and her eyes got slightly wider when she finally realized that I was completely shaved. My dick stuck out at a forty-five degree angle and my nuts rested on her bed. “You shave too?”
“What do you mean ‘I shave too’? You don’t shave. I saw you yesterday, remember”, I teased.
“I do shave!” She pulled her thong down her legs and kicked them over to our clothes pile. Sure enough, she had shaved! Where there had used to be a small landing strip of hair was now completely smooth. Her lips were red and puffy both from her arousal and from the contact of our crotches rubbing together. She stepped closer to me and returned to her knees. She reached for my cock and wrapped her slender fingers around the base. Electricity shot through my dick and every nerve went off. My vision dimmed briefly and the heat from her hand caused my dick to throb at a nice steady pace. I tightened my muscles forcing my dick to throb even more. She gave me a slight squeeze in return and lowered her mouth to my prick. Her mouth opened up and engulfed the head of my penis. She groaned with desire and my dick vibrated slightly. My nuts started to tighten up and I knew that if she kept going on like this, I was going to explode way too early. Not only would I embarrass myself, but I would also disappoint her, and I wasn’t going to let that happen. I did the best thing I could think of, and instead of keeping my dick all tense, I relaxed it. It was still solid, but my nuts started to loosen up and I knew I was going to be able to enjoy this. Michelle started to slowly bob her head up and down, letting her saliva coat my dick. She was able to get the majority of my prick wet and slippery and she slowly increased her pace. Damn but this felt good! I ran my fingers through her hair and groaned.
“Michelle that feels so amazing! You have no idea!”
My dick popped out of her mouth and she gave me a grin. “You think that feels good? What about this?” She lifted my penis which also lifted my sack. She stuck out her tongue and started licking my nuts, first one and then the other. She proceeded to slowly and gently suck one nut into her mouth. Her tongue swirled around it, pressing itself flat against my skin, making as much contact as it could. Then she started moving her tongue around. Holy shit! Even relaxing all my muscles I could feel the pressure starting to build. I wasn’t going to be able to take much more of this.
“If you don’t stop, you’re going to be very upset with me”, I said through clenched teeth. She stopped her administrations and let my nut gently exit her mouth. “I don’t want to disappoint you, and I want to make you feel as good as you just made me. It’s my turn.”
She smiled as she withdrew her face from near my lap and she stood. I got off the bed, and felt a wave of relief wash over me as my muscles started to relax again. We exchanged places with her sitting on the edge of the bed and me kneeling down in between her legs. I looked up at her and smiled. I grabbed her ass and pulled her forward a little more so i’d have easier access to her swollen lips. She leaned back on her elbows and watched me. Her pussy lips were still puffy and red, but I could also see them glistening. She was so turned on that she was wet with her juices. I spread her legs a little more and lowered my face to her inner thighs. I gently kissed the inside of her leg and slowly left a trail as I moved closer and closer to her waiting flesh. I stopped just shy of her pussy and I could feel the heat radiating off of her, hitting me in waves. I moved closer and closer to the wonderful treasure that awaited me, only to move away again for another kiss, another swirl of my tongue on her skin. She was breathing harder now and she let out a frustrated whine. I figured I’d tease her a little differently now. I moved my lips to her mound and oh so gently kisser her outer lips. I gently kissed and licked applying more and more pressure. There was plenty of liquid there and I couldn’t help but take some of it in with my tongue. It was the sweetest thing I’ve ever tasted and I started to lick everywhere I could while trying to avoid sticking my tongue inside her. I was eager to swallow every last drop. She wasn’t going to have any of that though as she was producing more than I could keep up with. A small shudder racked her body and it took me a second to realize she had just orgasmed! If she thought that was good, she hadn’t seen anything yet!
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Games Rich People Play 4

Before I begin I have sent several messages asking for my first 2 stories to be deleted but there both still there, is there another way to have them deleted?
Jims friend Robert, the rich guy with the incest fetish is coming over to buy Jims third video of Julia and Simon. Jim is going to ask for $500,000 dollars and while that seems like a lot of money for 1 dvd Robert has said on many occasions in the past that he would pay any price to see a real mother getting fucked by her own son. Around 1:00pm Robert shows up and after a few drinks Jim says ” remember when you said you would pay any price to see a real mother getting fucked by her own son? we’ll then your going to love this ” holding the dvd in his hand Jim says ” since this dvd has what you’ve always wanted to see I want $500,000 for it ” Robert writes a cheque and then puts the dvd in Jims dvd player.
Sitting on the couch, Robert watches as Simon fucks his own mother and then cums in her mouth and Julia swallowing her own sons sperm. When the dvd ends Robert shakes Jims hand and he says ” that was amazing, I don’t know how you do it but keep these dvds comming “. Jim explains that he manipulates these people into having sexual acts with eachother and that they don’t know their related until Jim sends them portable dvd players with dvds already inside that when played reveals that they just had sex with their own family members. Jim also explains how he tricks them into signing contracts that makes it impossible for any of them to take any legal action against him, basically they can’t report me to the police and they can’t take me to court.
After a few more drinks Robert says ” all 3 dvds are amazing but I would really love to see a dvd where the people knew they were having sex with their family members “. Jim says ” give me a couple of days, I’m pretty sure I can figure out a way to do it but this ones going to cost you $1,000,000 dollars ” Robert says ” If you can do it I’ll pay you $2,000,000 dollars ” and after finishing his drink Robert thanks Jim and leaves. Jim starts planning on how he can make 2 or more family members have sex with eachother, he comes up with multiple scenarios in his head but they all fail. A few days later Jim finally figures it out, he would go back to the people from his first video Jessica and her 2 sons James and Joshua, and after perfecting his plan he’s ready.
After several days Jessica receives a letter in the mail titled for Jessicas eyes only, Jessica opens the letter and reads: I wander what would happen if your sons ever figured out they had their cocks sucked by their own mother? if you do everything I say then your sons will never find out, the bottom of the letter has a cell phone number. Jessica calls the number and says ” Jim?? please don’t tell my sons, I’ll do anything you want but for the love of god please don’t tell my sons ” she hears a womans voice giving an address, a time and date then the phone disconnects.
On the date and time Jessica shows up at the address wich is a house, ringing the door bell a woman opens the door and gives Jessica a letter, not saying a word the woman gets in her car and drives away. Inside the house Jessica opens the letter wich reads: { 1.} If you make another video for me then your kids will never know. { 2.} In this video you will be wearing a mask that covers your face except for your eyes and mouth. 3.} In this video you will have oral sex and be fucked by both your sons. { 3.} In this video you must not tell your sons who you really are and if you do speak you have to mask your voice. With tears in eyes she reads the rest of the letter wich says that on the following Saturday she must return to this house at 2:00pm.
The following Saturday at 2:00pm Jessica shows up at the house and the same woman lets her in and hands Jessica a letter and a contract telling her to sign it. Jessica signs the contract wich the woman takes then gets in her car and drives away. Jessica reads the letter wich says: { 1.} In the bedroom there is a bag, strip completely naked and take everything out of the bag and put it on. { 2.} The whole house is full of hidden cams wich record everything, you must not tell your sons about the hidden cams. { 3.} Once you put on everything you find in the bag pick up the phone next to the bed and press nine. { 4.} Again you must not tell your sons who you really are no matter what and if you do speak you must mask your voice.
Jessica enters the bedroom and finds the bag, she empties the bag onto the bed and sees a mask and a pair of black platform higheels. She strips naked and puts on the mask and highheels, when she’s finished she picks up the phone and presses nine and then hangs up. Several minutes later she hears the door open, then she hears her sons talking as they walk towards the bedroom, she hears one her sons say ” Man I can’t believe were going to get to bang this slut for free “. Trying not to cry she stands infront of the bed and watches her 2 sons enter the room, she say ” hello boys, wow your both very, very cute your mom must be very pretty ” and then she moves toward her sons.
getting on her knees infront of her 2 sons she unbuckles their belts and pulls down their pants and underwear, she grabs both of their rock hard cocks in her hands and starts jerking them off. Her oldest son says ” Shit this slut is amazing ” and he high fives his little brother, her youngest son put his hand on the back of her head and slides hid cock into her mouth letting out a small moan. She sucks her youngest sons cock while jerking off her older son cock, then she sucks her oldest sons cock and jerks her youngest sons cock. After repeating this action for a while she stands up and grabing both their cocks she leads them to the bed, they all get on the bed and her oldest son spreads her legs and starts eating her pussy while her youngest son shoves his coc back in her mouth.
The boys take turns eating her pussy and having their cocks sucked, her youngest son says ” look at this slut, she’s all wet she must really love cock ” Jessica in a low masked voice says ” do you boys talk to your mother with that kind of language? ” her oldest son says ” that’s none of your buisness whore ” and putting one of her legs over his shoulder and the other leg around his waist he slides his cock into her pussy and starts to fuck her, Jessica lets out a moan before sucking her youngest sons cock. Again the boys take turns fucking her pussy and mouth and her oldest son says ” come on bitch, they told us that you love cock, tell us how much you love cock ” Jessica in a low masked voice says ” yeah fuck me, I love cocks, give me more cocks, fuck me harder with your cocks “.
Jessicas oldest son is sitting on her chest with his cock in her mouth while her younger son holding her ankles in his hands is just pounding her cunt until he moans loudly and he shoots his load deep into Jessicas cunt, Jessica spits out her sons cock and screams ” YOU CAME INSIDE ME?? OH MY GOD I’M YOUR, her oldest sons shoves his cock back in her mouth and says ” shut up and suck it bitch ” he then looks at his brother and says ” clean your cock in her mouth, it’s my turn “. Jessicas oldest son pulls his cock out of her mouth and Jessica screams ” WAIT, STOP ” but her younger son shoves his still hard cock in her mouth and her oldest son puts both her legs over his shoulders and rams his cock inside her cunt and starts to fuck very hard. He fucks her harder and harder until he moans loudly and also shoots his cum deep inside her, Jessica pushes her youngest son off her and screams ” YOU CAME INSIDE ME TOO??, MY GOD BOYS DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT YOU HAVE DONE? ” her oldest son say ” shut up and relax bitch just take the morning after pill “.
Jessica sits on the bed watching her 2 sons getting dressed and her youngest son says ” that was fun, your a very good at sucking cock and you have a sweet pussy ” her oldest son says ” yeah I would definately fuck that pussy again and yeah she sucks cock like a proffesional whore “. Her oldest son gives her a piece of paper with his home phone number on it and he says ” call us so we can do this again but next time loose the mask ” and she watches as they leave the room. She looks out the window and she sees her sons meet one of their friends and they all high five eachother, then getting in a taxi they leave.
The phone rings and when Jessica picks it up Jim says ” I saw everything, that was amazing!! for a second there I thought you were going to tell them that you were their mother but everything worked out perfectly and just like I said your sons will never find out ” then Jim says ” I’m holding the contract you signed so don’t even think about telling the police and trying to take me to court “. He gives her the address of a pharmacist that will give her free Morning after pills to make sure she doesn’t get pregnant, before he hangs up he says ” you have made my friend very happy so as a reward when you pick up the pills, the pharmacist is going to give you a package “. The next day Jessica goes to the address and meets the pharmacist who gives her the pills and the package, she opens the package wich has $10.000 dollars in cash and a note that reads: Enjoy the money, you deserve it but don’t be suprised if I need you to make more videos.
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