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1975 – A Year to Remember. Chapter 5

In this chapter the story continues and Cindy is able to describe the actions that transpired on the trip to Atlanta with the Thompsons. Again, as in earlier chapters, this story is a blend of fiction and a true occurrence. Although the chapter is a stand alone, the reader is well advised to review the earlier chapters.

My Pregnant Neighbor Part 2

On Sunday morning I was sitting at my picnic table in a T-shirt and loose fitting shorts having coffee and reading the paper. Glancing at the paper would probably be more accurate, as my thoughts were more on my previous days tryst with Shelly than on the news articles; my emotions were running the gamut from guilt to a twinge of hope for additional sexual contact.
I couldn’t figure out what could have possibly prompted her to come on to me and suck my dick, I certainly hadn’t initiated it. I was certain it must have something to do with Mike, but what could it be. They seemed to be happy together; after all, purchasing a new home is not something that couples do if they are having marital problems. I wished I knew what Shelly had meant by that “but Mike…” statement. Well, she told me she would explain things Monday morning so I guessed I would just have to wait.
I was tossing these thought around, wondering if I would have a chance to further experience Shelly’s body or if it had been a one-time slip on her part, when she suddenly appeared from around the corner. It was an unexpected visit and though it was nice to see her, she had caught me totally off guard;
“Good morning Tom,” she chirped. She was carrying my tray, pitcher and glasses I had forgotten on Saturday. “I thought I’d return these to you, I’ve already got a big enough mess to straighten out without you adding to it.”
She was wearing a typical maternity style top held up by shoulder straps that left the tops of her breasts exposed and a skirt that fell about mid thigh. The top draped loosely over her swollen breasts and belly and hung to just over her skirt, but was cut so low on her chest that a generous amount of the tops of her breasts were exposed. As she neared me it was apparent she was bra-less, as her nipples were clearly poking through the material. It seemed to be more than I thought would be normal for a young married woman to be wearing when she went to visit an older male neighbor.
I tried not to stare at her large tits freely swinging under her top as she walked towards me and managed to get out a “Hi Shelly”. When she got to the picnic table she flashed me a smile and gave me a quick kiss on my cheek as she set the tray down.
“This is a nice surprise. I really didn’t expect to get a chance to see you and talk with you until tomorrow.”
“Well, Mike’s gone to the store to get some cleaning supplies and other things so I’m probably home alone for the next hour or two, and I thought I’d pay you a surprise visit. How about some coffee?” she asked.”
“Uh, yeah, sure. I’ll go get it.” I hurried to the kitchen to get her coffee. I didn’t know what to make of her volunteering that info about Mike being gone but couldn’t help but take it as a suggestion that we would have some time alone.
She was bent over leaning on her arms and reading the paper when I brought out her cup. The front of her top had fallen forward and I had an unobstructed view of most of her bare breasts when I set her cup down. They hung down from her chest like two cantaloupes and I could see her hard nipples and the top edge of her areolas. I didn’t try to hide or disguise the direction of my eyes as I gazed down her top at her bared tits as I was sure she was posing for me and dressed this way solely to expose herself. She glanced up, and smiled when she saw me staring but made no effort to adjust or pull up her top.
“Nice tits,” I muttered as I sat down next to her.
“Huh?”
“I said you’ve got nice tits.”
She looked at me and smiled. “Thanks. Sometimes I think they’re getting too big, you know since I started lactating.”
I had straddled the bench seat when I sat back down so that I was facing her. She turned to look at me then raised herself up and swung her left leg outward so that she was also straddling the seat and we were face to face.
I reached out and clasped both of her hands in mine and we sat and looked at each other in silence for a moment. We both began to speak at once and just as suddenly both stopped out of courtesy for the other at the same time.
“Alright,” I quickly began before she started, “I need to say something first. I’m sorry and I apologize if I led you to do anything yesterday afternoon that you hadn’t intended. I feel badly that I got an erection while we talked and if that prompted you or led you on in any way.”
“You didn’t do anything wrong, Tom. If you remember, it was me who started fondling myself in front of you before you did anything. I was totally aware of what I was doing and the effect it would have, and everything that happened was just what I wanted.”
I was confused. “You mean you had planned to seduce me and suck my dick?”
“Uh huh. Shortly after we first met,” she cast her eyes down then looked back up at me. “Please, Tom, like I asked you yesterday, don’t think I’m a slut or a whore or even an easy woman. I’m not, but I am definitely a cock sucker and love to suck a man off until he cums in my mouth, and Mike won’t let me do that.”
“What?” It was incredulous thinking that a normal man would turn down a load swallowing blow job from a woman as attractive and alluring as her. “Is there something wrong?”
“Oh, no,” she answered quickly. “Mike and I love each other deeply and our marriage is wonderful, it’s just that he has some strange ideas about sex.”
“Oh?”
“Yeah, we both love sex and ever since we first met have fucked in every position imaginable, even some we made up ourselves, whenever possible.”
She looked to be getting a bit red in the face and seemed to be fidgeting a bit. “Shelly, if it’s uncomfortable or embarrassing for you to be telling me this, you don’t really have to. It’s not something I really need to know.”
“I’m okay, and I really do need to tell you this. You see, when I entered my seventh month Mike almost shut down sexually. He seems to think that full sex after the sixth month will damage the baby.”
‘Huh!? What’s that!?”
“I know it’s a bunch of bullshit, but somewhere, somehow, he’s gotten some really weird ideas. He thinks…” she looked at me deeply and almost sadly. “Please, as weird as this may sound promise you won’t laugh.”
“I promise,” and steeled myself.
“He thinks, he thinks that if he continues fucking my pussy he could poke the baby in the head, my swallowing his cum could cause deformities from an overdose, and he won’t suck my tits because it could deprive the baby of my milk,” she rambled off. “So for about the last month or so about all we’ve done is play with each other for a while, do a little oral on each other, then he fucks me in the ass.”
I almost did laugh but remembered I’d promised so I managed to stifle it, but I couldn’t suppress a slight grin.
“Tom! You promised!”
“I’m sorry, honey, I truly am,” and patted her hands “but I can’t remember ever having heard anything so bizarre.”
“Tell me about it! So for the past few weeks I haven’t had a dick anywhere in me other than up my ass, and that’s really starting to get old.” She grinned a bit and I was glad to see her lighten up. “So when I met you yesterday I decided to try to get you to do something to me. You seemed nice right from the beginning, you were real sweet to bring us the lemonade, and I felt that because of your age I might be able to get some relief from you without fear of any attachment.”
“Because of my age?” I kidded her. “Well if I’m so old what made you think I could still get it up? Huh?”
“I didn’t mean that,” she seemed hurt. “I meant…”
“Ssshh,” I placed my finger against her lips. “I know what you meant,” I smiled to reassure her. “I’m just playing with you.” I leaned forward and kissed her forehead. Even though there had been a bizarre twist in her tale, I couldn’t help but imagine her fucking Mike with abandon and pictured her as a sexual wildcat. I was still holding out hope that I would find out for myself and started getting a hard on thinking of getting naked with her and releasing her pent up passion.
“That’s what yesterday was all about. I really needed a cock, was certain I could trust you and took a chance. So you see, you didn’t do anything wrong. I purposely seduced you for my own selfish pleasure and wanton desires. And if I may venture a guess,” she laughed, “you really didn’t seem to mind too much. And from what I can see,” she flipped her fingers over my shaft, “you’ve still got some pleasant memories.”
“Touch?
“Anyway, thanks for the cum refill, Tom.” She leaned forward and pulled our heads together with one hand, placed her parted mouth over my lips, separated them with her tongue and pushed it in until it met mine. She reached down with her other hand and squeezed my dick while we kissed.
Oh yes! I thought, and moved my right hand to grasp her thigh. With my thumb on the inside I slowly caressed her soft flesh, rubbing up and down and gently playing with her flesh with my finger tips. She sighed slightly when I touched her and began jacking me through my shorts.
I scooted closer to her so that my knees touched hers and forced her legs further apart, and reached my left hand under her top to mold her breasts; I had barley had to touch them before her nipples hardened, confirming to me her pent-up passions. I let my right hand slowly walk its way up her thigh and the further I went I sensed a warm heat emanating from her crotch.
Separating our lips I moved my mouth off of hers and kissed my way along her cheek and down to the nape of her neck. Beginning at the point where her shoulder joined her neck I kissed and mouthed my way up until my mouth was next to her ear then started nibbling her ear lobe and licking inside her ear.
“Oh, Tom, I love that,” she quietly rasped, then turned her head to bring our lips back into contact.
As we made oral love with our mouths, flicking our tongues against each others while exploring the insides of our mouths, I moved my right hand from her thigh to her other breast so that I was fondling both of her swollen tits with both hands. They felt so soft yet hard, and when I rolled her nipples between my fingers I felt a wetness and knew for certain that she had begun to lactate. This brought back a flood of memories of the pleasures I had had playing with my wife’s tits when she was pregnant and I just had to have more.
I broke our kiss, took my hands off of her tits and grabbing the bottom of her top started pulling it upwards, Shelly hesitated a moment when I moved my mouth away from her, but when she felt me pulling on her top she knew what I was doing and put her arms up so I could remove it.
I laid her top on the table and sat back and admired her topless form. Her breasts were breathtaking. They appeared somewhat swollen, probably from a storage of breast milk for her upcoming delivery, and hung done on her chest. They still maintained their form and tried to sit up, not hanging down and being floppy as some women’s breasts do when they are in advanced pregnancy. Her areolas were deep pink in color, about 3 inches wide and covered with tiny bumps. Curiously, her hardened nipples were slightly off-centered, but they jutted out about ¾” and were leaking a small drop of her milk.
As I gazed down her body I marveled at her distended pregnant belly, it was streaked with stretch marks from the baby pushing against her flesh and her navel was poking slightly outward.
“Shelly, you are absolutely, fucking beautiful,” I uttered.
I couldn’t help myself from caressing her gorgeous melons and returned both of my hands to begin fondling them again, gently squeezing them from her chest and working towards her nipples, trying to see if I could coax them to issue more of their life giving liquid.
It only took a few moments before I noticed the leakage from her nipples had increased, and as I molded her flesh I actually saw them began to release a drop our two onto her stomach. I was so aroused by this that without a word I threw away all caution and bent down to lick the discharge from her left nipple.
When I looked up for her reaction she put her hands behind my head and brought our mouths together in a passionate slobbering kiss. I could hear her moaning through the kiss and as I molded her left tit with my right hand I dropped my left hand down and lightly caressed and smoothed my hand over her belly.
“Oh, God, Tom,” she moaned, breaking our kiss. “Don’t stop. You’re making me so fucking hot.” I felt her scoot forward as she dropped her right hand from behind my head onto my crotch. She grabbed my dick and squeezed it through my shorts for a moment then released it and stuck her hand up the leg of my shorts, groping for my dick; I hadn’t put on any underwear after my morning shower so she soon had her fingers wrapped around my bare shaft.
Rather than resuming our kiss I let my head drop down her chest and licked at the valley between her tits. I could taste her salty flesh as I licked and kissed from her valley to the top of her right breast, slowly mouthing her until I reached her leaky nipple. I placed my mouth over her areola and, sucking at the entire area as my tongue flicked at her nipple, was rewarded with a small spurt of her milk.
“Aaiiieee!” she cried and pulled my head to her. “Suck my milk filled tits! Drink my fucking milk.”
Not needing any encouragement I eagerly suckled her and within seconds was drawing a squirting yet steady flow of her titty milk into my mouth. She was moaning and playing with my dick as much as the confines of my shorts would allow as she breast-fed me. I let my left hand wander down and over her belly until I touched the elastic waist band of her skirt then began to wriggle my fingers underneath, reaching down towards pussy. Given the way things were happening, I wasn’t really surprised to find she wasn’t wearing panties.
She evidently hadn’t been lactating for too long, as the spurts from her left tit soon slowed then stopped. I wasn’t ready to stop though and switched over to begin my oral ministration on her left breast. By this time I had managed to force my hand completely under her skirt and was cupping my hand over her bushy pussy mound. I felt a slight coating of her juices on her pubic hair, and reaching my finger to her pudendum slowly drug it up between her wet labia.
She stiffened slightly when my finger grazed over her clit and she let her hand rest motionless on my dick. She pulled my head off her tit and when I looked up at her our eyes locked. “Let’s get naked,” she said and stood up. I sat there and watched as she slowly pulled and tugged her skirt down to her knees, then pushed it rest of the way down with her feet and kicked it off.
“Well, stud, wadda’ think?” she smiled invitingly, her hands on her hips and one leg slightly in front of the other
I sat there mesmerized as I let my eyes devour her. I hadn’t seen a naked pregnant woman in years and I had forgotten how alluring they could be. Even though the sight of her breasts and belly wasn’t entirely new to me, seeing them stacked on top of her broadened hips and bushy pussy was a totally different sight.
“Firstly, I repeat my prior statement. You are absolutely, fucking beautiful. Secondly, and don’t take this wrong, Mike’s a fucking idiot. If you were mine I’d be sticking my dick into you every chance I got.”
I thought I saw her blush a bit and she seemed to be a bit shy as she thanked me for the compliment. I started to stand to remove my shorts but she held up her hand to stop me.
“No, stay seated. I want to take your shorts off.” She put on a kind of show for me and sashayed slightly as she slowly moved toward me.
When she was directly in front of me she bent forward and grabbed for the legs of my shorts. Now it was my turn to stop her.
“Wait a minute Shelly,” I placed my hand on her chest. When she stood back up her tits were at my eye level, and straightening my back up I leaned forward and sucked her left tit back into my mouth. She had stopped my suckling before I had drained that one and I wasn’t about to let this chance for some liquid titty sucking to get away.
She leaned forward and placed her hands on my shoulders to brace herself and groaned. “Yesss Tom! Suck my milk, suck me dry.”
Since my hands were free I reached my left one up to mold her right tit and slipped my right hand between her thighs. She spread her legs when she felt my hand, giving me free access to the treasure between her legs. I cupped my hand over her mound and resumed my stroking up and down her slit, using my thumb to flick at and rub her clit. Her pussy was hot and sopping wet, and when my finger brushed over and poked at her opening it seemed like her hole tried to pull my finger in of its’ own volition.
She squatted a bit a and humped at my hand when I let my fuck finger invade her, using my thumb and index finger to tug at her clit and roll it between them. Her pussy was getting wetter and wetter as I played with her naked body parts and she was riding my finger as I fucked it in and out of her sloppy hole.
“Oh shit, Tom! Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit!!’ she cried. “I love it. My tits, my pussy, my nipples! Do ‘em all!”
Her tit had run dry but I didn’t stop sucking her nipple. Instead I began laving my attention back and forth between them both, sucking and flicking my tongue at her hard knobs, and occasionally nipping them with my teeth.
I had let my left hand drop from her breast and was kneading her right ass cheek, molding her flesh and running my fingers up and down her ass crack. When my fingers touched the bottom of her crack and her pudendum, they were wet with her pussy juice and I coated my fingers before dragging them back up. When I felt my finger at her asshole I gently toyed with it then pushed inside. It went in surprising easily.
She wailed and began ferociously humping my hands as I DP’d her with my fingers. She dropped her right hand from my shoulder to my dick and started jacking me.
“Gonna cum, I’m gonna cum Tom.” She humped one final time then stopped and clenched her thighs together, trapping my hand. Throwing her head back she cried out and see-sawed back and forth as her juices ran out of her cunt and over my hands.
When she released my hands she slowly lowered herself onto her knees and rested her head on my stomach. She rested for a couple of minutes and played with my still hard dick before looking up at me.
“Thanks Tom,” she smiled contentedly.
“Your welcome. It was my pleasure.”
“Your pleasure? Oh, I thought I had your pleasure here in my hand,” squeezing my dick. “How about some real pleasure?” Grabbing the legs of my shorts she leaned backwards to tug them off.
Having an idea of what she had in mind I raised my hips to allow them to slide off. When my cock cleared the waistband if flopped straight up and Shelly wrapped both hands around the shaft.
“Your cock is beautiful Tom,” she said as she rubbed it up and down with her locked hands. “I can hardly wait for you shove it into my pussy, but for now…” she leaned forward and sucked me into her mouth. She engulfed the entire shaft on her first downward stroke and I could feel her throat muscles tickling my glans.
I looked down and watched my shaft disappear and reappear as her head bobbed up and down. It felt wonderful to have my dick surrounded by her warm sucking mouth, but with all of the sexual play we had been engaging in I really wasn’t too sure how long I could last before losing it. As I watched her cheeks expand and contract she looked up at me and winked.
She pulled her mouth off briefly, “I’m really thirsty for some cum Tom. I want your spunk in my mouth.” As quickly as she stopped, she resumed; all the while keeping her eyes locked on mine.
“No fucking doubt about it,” I retorted.
She kept sucking away, rolling her tongue along the shaft. Every once in a while she would stop on a back stroke to suck on my balls for a second, then run her tongue up the shaft and nip me before returning to her sucking and deep throating. It was only a minute or so when I felt it coming and I knew I couldn’t stop it. Shelly had me on the verge and I was going to give her that drink of cum she asked for.
I grabbed Shelly’s head in my hands and pulled her face into my crotch. “Get ready you cocksucker, here it comes!” I yelled out an “Ahhh” and Shelly mumbled an “Umphh” around my cock as cum spurted from my dick and straight down her throat. She forced her head backward so that only the first inch was in here mouth and it felt like she was literally drawing the spunk from my balls as I climaxed and she sucked.
I released her head and slumped back as she finished me off. When I stopped squirting she moved her head backwards and opened her mouth, showing me the remains of my load pooled in her mouth before swallowing it. She leaned back onto her haunches and ran her tongue around her lips.
“Mmmm, good stuff. I love your cum. Thanks,” she smiled.
“Your welcome. And I loved your milk.”
“I hope you liked getting it as much as I did giving it. I never knew it would feel so erotic and fulfilling to have the milk sucked from my tits. I think I’m going to like nursing little Bob or Sarah.”
“Well, if they ever get filled up and you got extra, keep me in mind.”
She grinned and we both had a nice laugh.
I reached down and taking her hand in mine pulled her up to sit beside me. Putting my arm around her shoulders I pulled her close and we leaned against each other and quietly enjoyed each others’ presence for a while.
I could have sat and held her but I thought about who I was with and where we were at. Glancing at my outdoor clock I saw about 45 minutes had expired and told Shelly we better wrap it up.
“I guess so,” she sounded reluctant, then perked up.
“Well, hot stuff, wadda’ think, huh?” She was smiling and back to her playful side as we dressed. “You gonna make it the rest of the day or take your old bones inside for a rest? Think you can handle more tomorrow?”
“Oh, I’ll make it all right. Just wait. Tomorrow I’m going to fuck you until you can’t stand up.”
“Ewww. I hope that’s a promise.”
“It is. Come here.” We embraced in a tight warm hug and tender kiss. I gave her butt a love pat, “You better get going. Mike may come home at any time.”
“Yeah. Thanks, Tom. Love ya’”
“Me too, babes. See ya’ in the morning.” I watched as she walked away, giving me that little sashay again and blowing me a kiss over her shoulder. I couldn’t wait for Monday.

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Chores

I had most definitely had enough; I was tired of waiting for my Dad to show up every night. Maybe I was just tired of him ordering me around all the time; I needed to get out of the house with him so I didn’t have to deal anymore. Being in college should have awarded me some freedoms like most normal girls at age 19. My Mom said it was just Dad being dad. I had chores that I still had to help them do around the farm, which was okay I guess because after all I did live there, eat there and they gave me gas money. I heard a car pull up it was Eric my boyfriend of 3 years. I walked out to the car; he was climbing out in his tight Levi’s. I leaned in and kissed him squarely on the mouth, something I sure couldn’t do when Dad was home.
We walked hand in hand back to the barn to feed the animals, and then we had thought perhaps we would get some time fishing. My dog Sport trailed along behind us, hoping I’m certain we would drop some feed he could scrounge for like we never fed him. I leaned over the rail and picked up the feed buckets, I felt my boyfriend’s hand squarely on my ass. He squeezed my right cheek, I rose and smiled at him, and he leaned in and kissed me hard and long his tongue exploring my mouth. I could feel my breath start to quicken as his kisses found their way to my neck and back to my mouth.
I stopped him from doing anything further, as we were standing right in the door of the barn where my Mom could look right out the back door and see us. She would be furious with me for letting Eric touch me; I was supposed to be a pure little “virgin” girl at night. Can you imagine that in this day and age? I walked him through the barn and out the back door into the woods behind the barn and up the little sloping hill. We walked over the ridge, perhaps a 10 minute little walk. Once we were pretty secluded I turned to him, I told him to sit down, and he hesitated and then did as I said. As he was seated, I began to do a bit of a strip-tease for him, I slowly moved my hips, and unbuttoned my shirt, only far enough for him to get a hint of my breast. I turned and wiggled my hot little ass for him; I knew he was turned on. I could see his huge cock bulging in his jeans. It thrilled me to know that I had this effect on him. I moved closer to him, and begin to unbutton the rest of my shirt, I moved it down and over my shoulders, and I slid the shirt off and threw it on him. He smiled and placed it behind his head as he leaned against the tree behind him. I then slid my jeans down my long slender legs. I stood before him in my bra and panties, I moved in closer, he reached out to touch me, and I moved back. I was an excellent tease, I had learned from the best. I turned around bending over and spreading my legs as if to do the splits, I knew he loved to look at me in this position. I heard him sigh; I rose, and slide my panties down and threw them on him, and then my bra. He motioned for me to come closer.
I wasn’t ready to let him have my hot wet little slick pussy yet. I pursed my lips and made a noise that Sport recognized. He walked over to me as I squatted down; my dog’s nose went straight to my pussy. My boyfriend was sitting up straighter now against the tree. I had never done this, and I wasn’t sure if this would turn him off or not. I decided being in a risqué humor today that I would give it a try. I watched his face intently as he never took his eyes off the dogs tongue and my pussy. I did notice however, that his cock was about to bust the seams on his jeans. So I knew I wasn’t disappointing him. The dog licked at my dripping little pussy as I continued to squat with my legs spread so he had adequate access to my snatch. He licked and I could feel my clit getting harder and harder, as his never ending lapping continued. I loved the way his hot wet tongue ran over my lips, and hit my sweet little pussy hole. I rose, and sat back down on the ground, still not giving in to my boyfriend, who was intently taking in every little movement that I made. I began to rub my tits; I took my pink hard nipples between my thumb and index finger and rolled them expertly making them stand at attention. I spread my legs for Sport to continue his licking. Reaching under him, I took his cock in my hand and began to stroke it. I saw Eric’s head go down so he could see what I was doing; he had begun to rub the head of his cock through his tight jeans.
I lay back onto the grass, as I let the dog lick my cunt; I continued to stroke his stiffening cock. It was hard and already leaking cum and I knew I would have to turn over soon and let him fuck my pussy. I continued to watch Eric watch me, I was very turned on. My pussy was dripping wet; I could feel it dripping down my ass. I turned over and got on my knees and let my dog mount me, I could feel him humping, and then I felt Eric’s hand as he guided Sports hard cock into my pussy. I guess I hadn’t freaked him out fucking my dog. That was a good thing, I guess. He guided it, and then moved away. The dog began to fuck me hard, his knot slipping into my tight pussy. I could feel myself letting go and cumming, he balls slapped against my pussy as he hit my cervix he was in so deep. Even though it was uncomfortable somewhat I was going to cum, and I was getting hotter, I was wet you could hear a wet sloshing noise coming from my wet little cunt. I began to squirt, I could feel it, my legs tightened, and my pussy tightened around Sports hard dick. I spewed cum all over the ground, and my legs. The dog continued fucking my tight little pussy. I could feel him nearing orgasm as well his cock had gotten huge and his knot didn’t allow his dick to move much. Finally, I felt the wetness coming back out of my pussy. I reached down and grabbed his dick and pulled it hard to jerk it out of my pussy. He yelped and went off to lick himself. I lay back and looked at Eric.
Eric had removed his clothes, while I had been fucking the dog and was leaning against the log stroking his huge cock. Getting up off the ground my legs feeling like I might collapse before I got there, I squatted down facing him and took his huge hard cock in my tight little asshole. He gasped as did I; he had never fucked me in the ass. However, I thought it was time. I rode his dick in my tight little ass hole until I exploded on him again. He took my tits in his mouth first one, then the other he sucked and bit. He held my hands behind my back as he continued to fuck my ass. I told him I was getting sore, and I needed him to move to my pussy, he smirked at me. “Tough shit, baby, you can fuck the dog, you can fuck me however, I want.” It was beginning to really hurt, but what could I do. Before I knew what was happening he flipped me over on my back, his cock never came out of asshole. He continued to fuck it, hard and deep while he pushed my legs up around my face. I was doubled over, and I was sure I was dying the pain was so intense. His cock was huge; all at once he pulled it from my hot little butt, and moved quickly to my face he shoved his dick into my mouth. I gagged as I tried to take it and not think about where it had been. He fucked my throat telling me to swallow; now, he slapped my face because I didn’t swallow fast enough. I tried and I gagged nearly throwing up with his cock in my throat.
He moved back to my pussy, he spread my lips apart and I felt his tongue on my little clit, he began to suck hard, and pull it with his teeth to stretch it up. As he stretched it he put one finger on each side and he ran his thumb and index finger up and down my stretched out clit, like he was stroking off his dick. My pussy got wetter and hotter, as he continued; I bucked my hips up to meet the stroke each time. He told me to lay still or he would smack me again. I was still but I was enjoying the fucking I was getting. He stopped rubbing and began to stroke his hard cock, he rubbed it against my clit, and into my waiting wet pussy that was dripping with Sports cum. He shoved it in hard, and he told me that since I like to fuck a dog I was going to get fucked like a dog. He fucked me harder, and faster, his dick hitting my cervix; it causes me to thrash underneath him, as he held my arms up over my head. His mouth found my hard little nipples, he bit down harder and harder making me squeal in pain. He was getting harder, I knew soon it would be over he would dump his hot load in me as Sport had just done. He spit in my face, and bit my lips as he fucked me harder, suddenly he stopped, and he shuddered as his hot seed filled my pussy.
Eric rolled off me panting like Sport had been earlier, I rose up into a sitting position, covered from the waist down in cum, I looked behind me and in utter surprise my Dad was standing behind one of the trees. He had watched the entire scene evidently. Eric didn’t see him; he was breathing heavy trying to recover. I nodded at my Dad as he finished stroking his dick and came all over the ground in front of him. I knew that I would be fucking him tonight and he would want to know how I ended up fucking the dog and my boyfriend. I smiled at him, as he zipped his pants up, and walked off quietly so Eric wouldn’t know he was there. I leaned in and kissed him on the mouth; he opened his eyes, and smiled at me. I got up and began dressing. Once I had my shoes tied, and Eric was dressed I whistled for Sport. We headed back to the barn to finish the chores. I was already thinking about how quickly I could send Eric home so I could take my Dad upstairs and fuck him senseless as I did every night.

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Hell House-Chapter 3

If you have not read chapters 1 & 2, you should do so, before reading this. Clicking on my name, in yellow above, will take you to the list of all my stories. Then just click on Hell House

The Wish (Chapter 2)

NOTE: As a guy with a foot fetish, my stories all will have certain elements of feet in them, but I will try to keep it as little as possible, for the sake of those who do not happen to like feet. I’m going to be getting more into the sex soon, most likely in Chapter 3 or 4. There are some sexual elements in this chapter, however. Chapter 2 is an intro into Mike’s new power. Thanks!

Shane’s Girl

All through highschool, no one had ever asked me out. No boys checked me out, or even looked at me. I was a smart math geek. That was the way things went for me, and I didn’t mind one bit.
I wasnt ugly, no. I was alrght looking, actually. I was short, about five feet four inches in height. I wasnt the slimmest girl you’d ever meet, I was just average, and definitly not fat. My hair was always curly, naturally, and I never did anything diffrent then left it down all the time. It was just a plain brown color, like my plain brown eyes. I wore glasses and no makeup, and just jeans and a tshirt. Nothing special, because thats what I was. Plain and unspecial.
I had always thought I would graduate unkissed, unloved by a boy, and definitly a cherry, a god damn virgin, which only happened to Mormons and fat chicks.
Although boys were never interested in me, I had many guy friends who I dearly loved, and who were so good to me. My best friend was named Shane. I met him when I tripped over him in biology class the first day of our freshman year. He helped me up, and smiles at me, telling me he loved my glasses.
I instantly liked shane. He instantly liked me. We were fast friends, very close ever since.
By the time I was 18 I knew the truth. I was madly in live with a boy I’d never have. Shane. He was so beautiful. He was skinny and lanky, with blonde hair, hat hair, that was always so sexy.
“Jessie! Jessssie!! Jess-i-ca!”
I turned and saw Shane running down the hall of our highschool.
“Hey,” I answered, blushing that I didn’t hear him.
“Its the last Friday of the school year! Next week ends on Thursday”, he reminded me with real excitment.
“What do you have planned,” I giggled. “You seem so excited.”
“well my parents are out of town, of course, and well I’m throwing a party, I was hoping you’d be there with me,” he informed me, staring into my eyes, his glacier blue eyes staring right into mine. With him? Why with him. I’ll be there, yes, but what’s this with him business?
“Yes of course!”
“Good, come to my house at eight okay?”
“Kay, see you then!”
Shane grinned a huge mischevious smile and then kissed me gently on the cheek, which he hardly ever did. I was a bit shocked and he chuckled as he walked away.
the whole rest of the day I was so excited for his party. Shane was very popular so there’s be a ton of my friends there, and good music and knowing Shane, good food too. I paced my room at almost eight, frustrated with all my unparty clothes that inhabited my closet.
“Shit, what can I wear?” I asked myself nervously. I looked everyware through all my drawers untill I found the perfect thing to wear. This would blow his mind, I thought to myself. I slipped on a very short denim skirt and a slutty, lowcut tank top that was red. You could see a bit of my black bra strap, but I let it slide. I slipped on some converse and headed out the door. When I turned back and put eyeliner on.
“Jessie where are you going?” my mom called
“Shane’s i might be in late,” I informed her.
“Thats alright, have fun, I love you!”
“I love you too,” I said as I left and got into my car.
“oh god. He’s going to think I’m such a slut,” I whined to myself. “I’m so stupid!”
I kept driving though and got to his house. I got out of the car and walked up the steps, checking the time on my phone, noticing it was already eight, eyeing the completely car-free driveway and street, except his own.
I walked into his house with out knocking like usual.
“Shane?” I called. He came down the stairs, looking very sexy, wearing stunning dark, skinny jeans and a tshirt.
“Hey Jessie,” he called to me, very calmly. He stood at the bottom of the stairs, arms folded on his chest, watching me with his beautiful blue eyes.
“What are you looking at?”
“You.”
“Shane where is everyone else?”
“I lied to you Jessie.”
“What?” I asked, shocked he would lie.
“its just going to be me and you,” he paused. “You look so beautiful.”
“What is going on?”
“I needed to bring you here to talk to you,” he half whispered.
“Are you okay? What’s going on?”
“Come with me,” he took my hand and led me up to his room. He motioned to his bed and I sat down. He sat down next to me. My head was spinning. I had slept in his bed many times before, I should be used to all the smells and the sight of his room but this time was diffrent, this is what I dreamed about late at night, what made me so aroused, so wet. I was so turned on, just by his colonge. He took both of my hands.
“Jessie, there’s something I’ve been keeping from you all these years.”
“what’s that?” he didn’t answer. He just looked into my eyes, so affectionatly. He leaned in closer and closer, untill he shut his eyes and crushed his lips against mine. He held me so close, and I melted into his body. He gently pushed me down untill I was lying on his bed. He was leaning over me when he spoke.
“I’ve been in love with you since day one,” he whispered.
“I’m in love with you,” I whispered back. He smiled and kissed me again and again, crawling more and more on top of me. He gently slipped his toungue in my mouth, causing me to moan. His tounge gently touched mine and explored my whole mouth, hungerly. I could feel my pussy getting so wet. I Wanted Shane. I needed him inside of me.
As he kissed me he pressed his groin against my pussy, through my skirt and his jeans. I could feel that he was rock hard.
I wasnt going to be shy anymore. I was going to get what I wanted. I slipped shirt over his head as we kissed, and he looked at me, stunned, but he got excited, kissing me more passionatly and fercely. He hands wandered under my shirt and he unhooked my bra, he watched my expression, and seeing that I liked it, he gently removed my shirt. I slipped out of my bra, leaving my breasts in plain sight.
“Oh jess,” he whispered, wide eyed. He took one in his hand and he massaged it, gently touching my nipple. He made me squirm so much, so uncontrolably. He put a mouth one a nipple, sucking and flicking his tongue over my nipple. I was so aroused, and in such sexual ecstasy. I moaned softly and whispered his name.
His hands started to wander to my skirt, and he stopped. He looked me dead in the eye as if to ask if it was too far. I smiled. He gently unbuttened my skirt, his hands shaking with nervousness. He did it though, he slipped my skirt off of me, and slipped a hand into my pink pussy.
“Ooh,” I moaned, and he smiled. He kissed me over and over as he fingered me, moving his fingers in and out of my dripping pussy. He slowly lowered his face and kissed my pussy lips. I screamed out in surprise and pleasure. He flicked his tongue over my clit, making me squirm and buck.
“Shane…Shane…” I gasped. “I’m going to cum!”
“Yes baby yes,” he whispered.
He kept licking my clit and fucking me with his fingers untill I couldnt tskeit anymore, and I exploded. I closed my eyes and bucked upward arching my back with the most pleasureable feeling in the whole world-my first real orgasm. My love honey oozed from my pussy as i moaned so loud and he licked it all up.
Once he was finished he quickly pulled off his pants and his boxers. His dick wasnt huge, but I was still very nervous about having him inside me. He saw it in my eyes.
“Is this what you want?” he whispered so sexily.
“Yes please, please Shane, I want you,” I gasped.
He slipped a condom on as he kissed me.
“Baby, its your first time, it might hurt,” he whispered. “If you want me to stop I will”
“Please just be gentle” I whispered as I kissed him
“Baby, I wouldnt think of doing it any other way” he kissed me again and again, and then my neck, nibbling on my neck, kissing down my stomach, down on my pussy, and on my inner thighs. It forced my legs to open wide, and he crawled on top of me.
He gently put the tip of his cock into my tight pussy. I cringed at the pain.
“It’ll only hurt for a second, I promise,” he whispered. He kissed me again and again, gently pushing his hips closer to mine, forcing his dick farther into me.
“Ooh!” I let out, shutting my eyes, in a mixture of pain and pleasure. When he was all the way inside of me, he watched my eyes. I was flying high! He felt so good inside of me, his dick so hard in me.
He slowly pulled his cock out, and slid back in, penetrating slowly into me.
He stared moaning so loud. “you feel so good,” he gapsed.
I let out a low moan, having so much pleasure I was unable to talk. He kept kissing me the entire time, as he started to penatrate faster and faster.
“Ooh god!” I yelled, as he slid in and out of me as fast as he could. I could feel his tension building in him.
“Jess, baby, I’m going to cum,” he gasped. And he did. He exploded his cum into the condom, and I could feel him growing limp. I moaned again, slowly coming down from my ecstasy. He stayed in me, breathing hard, sweat rolling down his face. He held me close, kissing me lovingly, and gently.
“Jessica, I Love you,” he whispered.
“I love you,” I replied, and he went back to kissing me.
We were both so tired, and when he pulled out, there was blood everyware, on his bed, on his dick and in my pussy. I blushed and shut my eyes, embarressed by the mess I made.
“Baby, let’s get you cleaned up,” he whispered to me, getting up from his bed. He lead me by the hand into the shower, and started the hot water. We made out in the barroom while it heated up, and when it did, we both got in, and he held me almost the whole time. He never stopped kissing me.
We got out of the shower when I was clean, and he helped me dry off, giving me his robe. He wrapped a towel around himself and led me to his room. He gently slipped one of his own shirts over my head and I put it on. He slipped into se sweats, and took off the dirty blankets from his bed.
He crawled into it, motioning for me to come with him.
He held me in his arms as I laid with him, kissing him and telling him I loved him.
When I went back to school on Monday, I was no longer unloved, unkissed and a virgin. I was territorially marked and taken by the love of my life. I held my head high. I was no longer a loser, I was Shane’s girl.
I graduated from highschool four years ago today. Yesterday, Shane and I came home for the summer, from school In Canada. He asked me to walk with him down the halls of our highschool. I did. And this time, instead of asking me to come to his party, he asked me to be his wife.
And I said yes.
I will always be Shane’s girl.

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Teaching High School Girls Part 1

Jeff Ayers was a high school English teacher, and a good one. He always had students with good grades, because he was good at making them care about studying. Of course there was always a group that was the exception, and this year was no different. It was a group of three girls this semester, Hollie, Katie, and the leader of the group, April. They were the popular girls, but not because everyone liked them, because they were the sluttiest and hottest girls. They got their way because they used their sexiness as a weapon, but it wasn’t going to work with Jeff. He didn’t pass them just because they came and flirted with him after class, and he didn’t let them out of detention when they did things wrong.
Not that it was easy to resist. In class they would talk and flirt instead of paying attention, so they would flunk tests. When they couldn’t get their grades changed with their low cut shirts and short skirts, they started acting up in class more, which got them detention. Afterschool in detention they would try to flirt with him, egging each other on to show more cleavage to him, and hike their skirts up, but he ignored it, which enraged them. Eventually they started to take it personally, and started spreading rumors about him, but he was a popular teacher, so not many people believed him. Toward the end of the semester, they came to him, pissed off because they were flunking, and wouldn’t graduate unless he passed them. He refused, and they left enraged, screaming obscenities at him. He wondered what else he could do to help them grow up.
That Friday night, he was at home having a drink with dinner at his house, when there was a knock on the door. He looked out and saw it was Hollie, the ringleader of the group. He sighed, thinking “What the hell is this?” and opened the door. He wasn’t amused, but she seemed to be genuinely interested in just talking. She said, “Can I come in?”, and he reluctantly let her in. She was wearing her usual short skirt, but she wasn’t being as slutty as usual.
He was confused at first, and just stood there waiting for her to say what she wanted. She didn’t, as if she was waiting for him. “Well, aren’t you going to like, invite me in?” He was still skeptical, but said, “Yeah, ok.” As she walked past him, he looked around outside, but just saw her car parked in his driveway. He knew he would have to be careful, he was treading on thin ice having a student at his house alone like this. He closed the door and said, “So, Hollie, what can I do for you? If this is about your grade on the midterm, I told you girls already there’s nothing you can do to change that grade.” She kept walking casually into his kitchen, and leaned against the counter, then finally said, “No, it’s not about that, I just wanted to stop by and say hello.”
He didn’t trust that and said, “Hollie, you know students and teachers shouldn’t be seen like this outside school. Especially a young girl and a male teacher like us. If that’s all you wanted, you should really leave.” As he started toward the door to show her out, she said, “No, that’s not really it.” She sighed and said, “I just wanted to say…” she hesitated and he said, “Spit it out,” and she blurted out, “I’m sorry for the way that we’ve been treating you.”
He stopped and turned, trying to judge if she was sincere, and she seemed to be. He said, “Thank you Hollie, but that doesn’t change the damage you’ve done in my class. If you truly are sorry, you should start behaving and minding me in class, and try to get your two friends to do the same.”
He started to show her to the door again, but she said, “Ok Mr. Ayers. But before I go, can I at least have a drink?” He was starting to think he’d never get her out of his house, and how long it would be before one of his neighbors noticed his student’s car in his driveway. He went to the fridge and said, “I have coke and water.” She said, “Coke please,” and he handed her one. He got a glass out and poured himself a glass of water. He didn’t want to keep drinking his beer until she was gone.
She said, “Can I use your bathroom Mr. Ayers?” He sighed, and said, “Yes, but please be quick.” She said, “Mr. Ayers, that’s rude, you don’t tell a girl to hurry in the bathroom, you don’t know what—“ He cut her off, not wanting to start an argument about it, and said, “Ok, fine, it’s this way.” He led her down the side hall toward his bedroom, and showed her the bathroom next to the foyer. She went in and he heard the door lock behind her. ‘Great’ he thought, ‘No telling how long she’ll be now.’ He went to the front door again and looked out, hoping he wouldn’t see anyone showing interest in her car, and he didn’t.
His mind was racing, ‘what to do’, He knew she was up to no good, but he couldn’t figure out how. He thought, “I’ll call Zoë, she might know what to do.” Zoe was his daughter at college. He went to the living room and got his cell and dialed her, but before she picked up, he heard Holllie clicking her heels across the kitchen floor. He hurried back in, and saw her standing where she was before, sipping her soda. He thought she couldn’t have been in there more than 20 seconds, but he was just glad she was out.
He didn’t say anything, he just stood there waiting for her to finish her soda so she could leave. He was determined not to let her get to him, so he just sipped his water. She stood there awkwardly sipping her own drink, looking around, until finally she finished her drink. He set his glass down and said, “Ok, now if there’s nothing else, I’ll see you on Mond—“ he slurred the rest of the word out, and started to feel woozy. He felt himself going numb, and just barely was able to catch himself before falling onto the tile of his kitchen.
He ended up on his face, and when he tried to move, he couldn’t. He could still feel the cold tile, and hear Hollie’s heels click, but he couldn’t move a muscle in his body. He started to panic, not knowing what was happening, but then he saw Hollie’s heel step in front of his face. She bent over and he saw her face in front of his. She slapped his cheek sharply, which he felt all of, but he didn’t even flinch. She smiled and said, “Sorry, Mr. Ayers, looks like you’re a chump after all.” She giggled and clip-clopped away.
He suddenly realized what was going on, she had drugged him! It must have been his water glass when she got back from the bathroom. He kept trying to get up, but he was completely paralyzed. It seemed all he could do was blink his eyes. This was bad, he had no idea what she was planning to do to him.
Just as he was wondering what Hollie was going to do next, he heard her clip-clopping back into the kitchen, but then there were two, no three sets of heels. ‘It can’t be!’ he thought. But it was. He felt four small hands pull his shoulder, and roll him over onto his back. His eyes squinted against the bright lights he was looking up into, but after a second they adjusted, and he was able to confirm that the giggly voices he heard did indeed belong to Hollie, Katie and April. They were all wearing their usual short skirt, but this time he could see straight up them as the stood over him. They all had cotton panties on, and Katie pulled her skirt forward and shook her ass when she caught him looking.
April, always the leader, said, “Hi Mr. Ayers, did we catch you at a bad time?” They all started laughing, and he knew he was in for trouble. He didn’t know how long this drug would last, or what their plan was, but his only hope was that someone would see the cars, or see the girls through the window, but then as if she read his mind, April said, “Hollie go move your car around the block. Katie, start closing all the curtains and blinds.” They left his field of vision, and April straddled his head and shook her hips, waving her panties just inches from his face. She said, “You have no idea what you’re in for Mr. Ayers. Can I call you Jeff? Shake your head if you don’t want me to.” When he didn’t, she giggled again and said, “Thanks, I will.”
She slowly pulled her panties down and stepped out of them, then kicked them off. She spread her legs over his face again, showing her bush of fine hairs and her slit to him. He felt his dick growing hard as a rock, despite his desire to prevent their teasing from getting to him.
April turned and looked at the bulge in his pants, and said, “Good, the stuff works.” He hoped she would tell him what they had used on him, and he wasn’t disappointed. The girls came back, and reported to April that everything was good. April sat on his chest and said, “You’re wondering what we did to you no doubt. I guess there’s no harm in telling you, since there’s nothing you can do about it. It’s called Parazyl, it’s a drug that causes complete paralyzation but with no loss of feeling. That means that as long as we keep you dosed, you won’t be able to move a finger, but you’ll feel everything we do to you. That means we can do whatever we want, and you’ll react accordingly.” She reached back and grabbed his dick as she said that, sending a twitch through him.
She smiled, and got up. After that, the final piece fell into place. He figured out their plan, but the continued to tease him with it, not realizing he knew. He hoped that their underestimating him would somehow give him an advantage. They picked him up by the arms and dragged him to the couch and propped him up so he could see forward. He saw Hollie had a duffel bag. She pulled a camcorder out of it, and he knew he was right. April and Katie went to work stripping him naked, teasing his cock, as April explained, “Since you’ve been such a hard ass all year long Jeff, we’re going to have a little fun with you. You’ve been so resistant to our efforts to make good grades in your class, we’ve had to resort to drastic measures. Not that we object to all of this, but it’s a lot of planning you know? We’re going to record everything this weekend, and by the end, we’ll have enough footage to put together a very damning video for someone in your position. It’s amazing what the right editing can do. So if the three of us don’t end the year with perfect grades, well then that video might find it’s way into the wrong hands.”
April had Hollie and Katie go search the house while she stayed and played with his dick. She said, “It’s quite bigger than I expected, I guess this will be more fun than we thought. We were worried you’d have a tiny little dick.”
Hollie came back from searching his room, and said, “I couldn’t find anything. I searched everywhere and couldn’t find a single naughty thing.” Katie came back and said, “It looks like he has a daughter, I searched her room and found the goods. A couple vibrators, two buttplugs, lots of lube.”
He couldn’t believe what he was hearing, he had no idea his Zoe had all that stuff in his house. He always trusted her since she was such a good girl, he never even thought to search her things. April said, “Good, we’ll use her stuff, that’ll make it even dirtier. Would you like that Jeff? You want to watch us fuck our pussies with your daughter’s vibrators?” She paused, “You would?! You’re bad Jeff!”
They got down to business. Katie said into the camera, “Mr. Ayers had been trying to get me to suck his dick for months now. I’ve tried to be a good girl, but he’s just so persuasive, I’m finally giving in.” She took his dick in her mouth and his resistance quickly melted away. She was an amazing dick sucker, and soon all he could think about was how good her mouth felt. She knew what she was doing, whenever he got close to cumming, she would slow down. He couldn’t do anything but let it happen while Hollie filmed it. When Katie has had enough, she stands up and says, “Was that what you wanted Mr. Ayers?” in her most flirtatious voice. He couldn’t respond, but she said, “Good, I’m glad I could please you.”
April said, “I’m next, I’ve been waiting all year to fuck him, and now I finally get my chance.” She straddles him, and takes his dick and rubs in in her slit. He was on the verge of cumming after Katie’s blowjob, and April’s warm pussy felt amazing. He was beginning to lose himself in the feeling of fucking these tight young girls. April said to the camera, “Mr. Ayers, they said in sex ed to use a condom for safe sex, do you want to put one on?” She paused, as if waiting for a response, then said, “You don’t!? But I’m not on birth control, what if I get pregnant? You want me to get pregnant!? Mr. Ayers, you bad boy.”
Jeff couldn’t believe it, was this girl really going to make him fuck her without birth control? She had to be lying, it was just another way to torture him. She slid his dick to her pussy entrance, and let herself sink down, penetrating her tight warmth completely. She buried his cock inside her, and rode him like a pro. He was helpless to stop her, as her friends taunted him, filming the whole thing.
She didn’t tease him like Katie did, prolonging his pleasure without making him cum. She wanted one thing, and soon she got it. Jeff started shooting his cum into her, moaning in pleasure as the girls cheered. After he finished, April said, “Mr. Ayers, that was so good. Look girls!” She leaned back, pulling his dick out of her with a pop, and Katie zoomed the camera in on her pussy. His cum was leaking out of her, and she said, “Mr. Ayers, you came in me so much! I’m gonna get pregnant for sure!” They all laughed, and April said, “Alright girls, Mr. Ayers wants a turn with you two now. Get to work!”
The other two girls took turns riding his cock over the next 30 minutes until they each got a load of cum in their inviting pussies. They kept telling the camera that they weren’t on birth control, and that Jeff wanted to knock them up.
After that, they took turns fucking him some more, raiding his liquor cabinet while they did. They put on a show for the camera, talking about how Jeff had them over to his house and let them get drunk all the time. Soon they were drunk though, and they were fighting over who got to suck his dick, even though the camera had been forgotten. They settled on April and Katie sucking him while Hollie played with their pussies. The girls seemed as interested in each other as they were in him at this point.
After a while, they got a small bottle out of their bag and used the dropper to put a few drops in his mouth. Katie said, “Gotta keep you topped off, don’t want you ruining our fun! We’re going to keep this party going all weekend.” After that, he kept an eye on the VCR clock on the other side of the room to track how often they gave him the drug. It seemed to be about every 3 hours. He never felt it start to wear off either, so he started to get a good idea of what the dose should be. His hope was that the girls would pass out drunk and forget to dose him.
Around 3 am, after about 9 hours of the girls fucking him, they went off to the upstairs giggling. He kept hoping that they would forget to come down and dose him again, and soon his wish came true. About 8 am the drug started to wear off. He could move, but he was uncoordinated. They hadn’t bothered to restrain him, so he could get up. His heart was racing, worried that one of them would wake up before he got control, but they didn’t. By the time he could walk, he quickly went to their bag and got the bottle. He crept quietly down the hall, not knowing where they sleeping. He was still naked, but he didn’t care, he was focused on turning the tables on them.
TO BE CONTINUED

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