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A: Step Mom’s Discovery: Chapter 2

Chapter 2 of a reader requested story. You should read part 1 so you can understand where this story is going. After watching her stepson and his best friend having gay sex, Stacy wants to feel one of their young, hard dicks inside of her. Only 2 short days later she has that chance with David. Read on and enjoy…

Puritan Whores Ch4

Ma/Fa, Ma/ft, Fa/ft, Consensual, Lesbian, Heterosexual, Fiction, Cheating, Incest, Mother, Daughter, BDSM, Spanking, First, Oral Sex, Voyeurism, Big Breasts

The Cul-De-Sac

Peter’s carelessness brings the residents of the street a lot closer together than they could ever have imagined.

The Island, Chapter 1

Author’s Note: This is a serial novel. It mixes actual experiences, fantasies, and outright lunacy. It is not a quick lurk-and-jerk. I believe in a slow build, in order to have a better payoff at the end. (Like Sting, I’m Tantric…). I plan to release a new chapter every week. Hopefully the response will be good! Enjoy.

The anonymous bathroom hookup

Jeremy and his sister Katie lived together at home, but had very different lives. They didn’t talk much, and kept to theirselves. They both had something in common though, that neither of them knew about.
Katie had a fantasy that she had never been able to fulfill. She didn’t want anyone to know what it was, so she had never asked any of the boys she dated to do it. She had never had sex before, because she wanted to be taken. Her fantasy was to be taken and fucked by someone strong. She had been trying to find a way to make this happen for years, and finally got the idea to try to find someone anonymous on the internet. She went to craigslist, and created a post about wanting someone to fulfill her fantasy.
Jeremy never had any luck getting laid, even though he tried with lots of girls, he never succeeded. He was browsing around on the internet, and saw something about craigslist being full of people trying to hook up. He checked it out, and started looking. Most of the posts were people he’d never consider, but one post caught his eye. It was a girl trying to find someone to take her virginity by force, and he found himself getting really turned on by the idea. He read the post, and he decided to go for it. The girl seemed really, really into it, and he was more turned on by the idea than he had ever been. She had posted a naked picture of herself from the neck down, and she was really hot. She had amazing breasts, and her pussy was shaved. He sent a response, with a similar picture like she requested.
Katie couldn’t believe it, just 10 minutes after her post, she got a response. He was hot, and his dick was huge. She started getting wet thinking about him forcing that big thing inside her. She wrote back, and they started talking. They agreed on a place to meet, and that they would stay anonymous by not looking at each other’s faces. He asked her about condoms, and she thought about it. She trusted him, he seemed very sincere, and there was something about him. She told him he didn’t need to wear one. She didn’t have any birth control, but the idea of possibly getting pregnant made her horny.
When he read that, he also thought about the fact that she could get pregnant, and that made him horny too.
The night they had agreed on, Katie was downstairs waiting for time to leave. She had her bag with her clothes to change into after she left, and Jeremy came downstairs. He also had a bag with his clothes, and they were both surprised to see each other so late, it was close to 1 am. They asked what they were doing, and both nervously made excuses. They were each so nervous, neither questioned the other’s flimsy excuse. He left, and then after waiting a little, she left too.
She drove to the gas station truck stop about 40 minutes from their house that they had agreed on. It was far enough away from the highway that it was hardly used, especially this late. She parked behind the building, and changed in the car. She pulled her jeans off, and put on her black mid-thigh length skirt with a slit that came nearly up to her ass in the back. She took off her shirt and bra, and put on her button up business blouse. She left the top three buttons undone, and her perky breasts showed amazing cleavage. She put her thigh high stockings on, and then her stilettos, and then decided to remove her panties as well. They were completely soaked, and she put them in her purse. She felt her pussy and how wet she was, and couldn’t believe she was really doing this. It was so dangerous, but it turned her on so much. She pulled her hair back into a pony tail, then put her blonde wig and sunglasses on to disguise her face, completing her outfit.
She took a deep breath, and stepped out of the car. She walked into the truck stop through the back service door. There was no one around, except a few truckers at the diner bar, and the waitress. The truckers turned and stared at her, and the waitress, a fat older woman, looked at her with jealousy.
She went to the women’s restroom; the one she thought would be deserted tonight. She was right, and there was no one in the room. She bent over and looked under the stall doors, and saw no one. She sighed, and stood in front of the sink and waited. She looked herself over, admiring how attractive she was. She barely recognized herself, and felt her pussy juices running down her leg.
Meanwhile, Jeremy sat perched on the toilet seat, staying as silent as he could, and waited. He had heard the woman enter, and saw her feet as she checked the stalls, but he waited to be sure it was her. He peered out through the crack in the door, and saw her standing in front of the sink. She didn’t appear to be doing anything other than looking in the mirror, so he waited a few more moments. As she stood there longer, he decided that was it. It had to be her. He cracked open the stall door silently, and slipped out. With two quick bounds, he was on her.
She didn’t see him until he was nearly on top of her. He took her by surprise, she had no idea he was even in the room with her. She almost screamed out of pure instinct, but one hand covered her mouth as his other grabbed her left wrist. Her scream stifled, she stiffened, feeling adrenaline pumping through her. The feeling excited her. He whispered in her ear in a low coarse voice, “Don’t scream again. Don’t move, don’t try to get away. You’re mine.”
He pinned her waist against the sink with his body, and she didn’t think she could escape if she wanted. He was much too strong for her. He slowly removed his hand from her mouth, and when she didn’t make a noise, he reached back and pulled a handkerchief from his pocket. She could see in the mirror that he was wearing a ski mask as he put the handkerchief in her mouth and tied it tight. She couldn’t make any noise except a guttural moan.
He grabbed her wrists, and pulled them together behind her back, and held them with one hand. He whispered, “You picked the wrong night to come out dressed like that you little slut. You look like you want to get fucked. You looking to get fucked tonight?” She shook her head, but he just laughed a low deep laugh, and stuck his hand between her legs through the slit in her dress and rubbed her pussy. He pulled his wet finger up and stuck it under her nose and said, “Wrong answer.”
He pulled out a rope and bound her wrists, and then stuck his hand into the front of her shirt. He fondled her breast, pinching and pulling her erect nipples. She moaned, but tried to squirm away from him. He jerked her back into place and continued. Then he pulled her backward by the wrists, and she stumbled to keep up as he moved her to the changing table. She lost one of her heels as dragged her backwards, so she had to hobble to stay standing. He lowered the table, then pushed her down onto it. Bent over the table, her ass stuck out and the tops of her legs above her stockings showed under her skirt. He held her head down against the cold plastic table, and her rubbed her pussy. The slit in her skirt rode up her ass exposing her pussy to him. He ground his dick against her, and said, “is this what you wanted you slut?” She shook her head frantically, but in her head she was screaming yes!
She was hornier than she had ever been. The anticipation of being fucked for the first time, and by a complete stranger with no choice in the matter, was exactly what she had been craving for so many years, and now it was about to happen. She heard his fly unzip, and felt warm flesh rubbed against her slippery pussy. Time seemed to stop momentarily, then came crashing back down as he pushed his dick into her virgin pussy. It was incredibly tight, but she was so wet it slid in easily. There was some pain, but it was overwhelmed by incredible pleasure. She cried out in lust, her voice muffled by the gag filing her mouth. He began thrusting into her deep and hard, giving no consideration to her, only trying to satisfy himself. He held her hips with one hand and pressed her face against the table with the other. She moaned as he quickened his pace, but he hissed, “Shut up bitch!”
And then as quickly as it had started, he was cumming into her. She felt the spasms as he shot his cum deep into her pussy. The feeling of a stranger’s cum in her, possibly impregnating her against her will tipped her over the edge. Her own orgasm crashed into her, sending her reeling. She hardly noticed as he lifted her from the table, and dragged her across the small room and thrust her against the stall wall.
He pushed her legs apart with his feet, and pinned her with his body. He slid his dick back into her inviting pussy, fucked her against the wall using one hand on the top of the stall wall to hold her. He lifted her off the ground enough that she couldn’t move. He grabbed a fistful of her hair with the other hand, and pulled it, only to come away with her wig in his hand. He said, “What the fuck?” and threw it down. Her pony tail underneath was an even better handle, which he grabbed to pull her head back, breathing heavy on her neck as he pounded her.
Her arms bound, her feet off the ground, and her head held back, she was completely immobilized. She had no choice but to let him fuck her, stretching her newly fucked pussy, a passive participant. She began cumming again almost immediately, this time in a slow prolonged wave. Each bounce on his dick renewing the spasms of pleasure that coursed from her pussy through her whole body.
He fucked her for longer this time before cumming a second time into her pussy. When he pulled his dick out this time, their mingled cum began to pour out of her pussy and leak down her leg. He let her down roughly, and ripped her shirt open, sending buttons flying to plink off the tile floor. He grabbed and kneaded her breasts roughly, pinching and pulling her nipples, squeezing and tugging her fleshy mounds. She enjoyed the pain, it heightened her already intense pleasure.
Then suddenly he let her drop and pulled her back. She landed on her one remaining heel, which unbalanced her, and she began to topple. Instead of catching her, he simply pushed her, sending her crashing to her knees. She felt caught off guard by the gesture, she was so unused to not being treated kindly. She enjoyed it, and he next pushed her over face down on the floor. Her ass stuck straight up in the air, and her face and tits pressed against the cold tile of the floor. He pulled her skirt up completely over her ass and whistled, saying “Who would have expected such a sweet pretty pussy on a dirty truck stop whore like you.” She enjoyed playing the part, and relished the dirty talk. She felt filthy and debased lying on the floor of the restroom, completely exposed to this stranger, and to anyone who happened to come in.
She thought for sure that he was finished fucking her, but he knelt behind her and plunged his still rigid cock into her once again. She gasped in surprise, her tender pussy was extra sensitive from the soreness of being fucked so roughly for the first time, and from her intense orgasms, which increased the intensity of his thrusts. The cold of the tile beneath her, contrasted against the heat radiating from his cock inside her; the pleasure of the fucking she was getting with the pain and fear of her situation all mingled together, sending her over the edge again. He also came one last time, then stood up.
He slapped her across the ass hard, the shock sending a shiver through her body. As the sharp pain of the strike faded, she was left with just the warmth on her bare ass. She felt completely exposed and vulnerable, her most intimate parts exposed with nothing she could do about it. After pulling his pants back on, he suddenly shoved her over onto her side with his foot. She went crashing down hard on her hip. She didn’t see it coming, so the jolt of falling and then hitting the tile shocked her, but she felt it most in her pussy, which spasmed with pleasure. He reached down and untied her wrists after tucking his dick back into his pants.
Now that he was finished fucking her, she had no idea what was going to happen. Would he leave her here like this, would he take her with him? He said, “Come back any time if you want more of the same slut.” She pushed herself up onto her knees, and pulled the gag out of her mouth, around her neck. Her sunglasses had gotten knocked off as she hit the floor, and her wig was in the corner. She still faced away from him, and she stayed facing away as she heard him walk to the door.
As he reached for the handle, he pulled his ski mask off, and felt himself caught in moment. He could either open the door and walk out, leaving her here, never to know who she was and probably to never meet her again, or he could break their bargain and turn and look at her. He somehow felt that she was experiencing the same thing, and she might turn and look at him, desiring to know who he was, as he desired to know her.
A few more heartbeats passed, which felt like an eternity, then he turned. He saw the back of her head as she picked up her sunglasses. He wondered if she would put them back on, hiding her face, or if she would turn too.
She had been feeling the same thing as him, and she chose to turn as well. Their eyes met, and shock froze them both. With their eyes locked, they recognized each other, and the weight of what had just happened crashed over them. Neither could speak, they just locked eyes, gazing at their sibling.
He couldn’t believe it, his own sister was the girl of his dreams. She had always seemed like such a reserved and private girl, could she really be the same person who wanted to be used and abused the way he had just done? What would she think of him now? Would she hate him for what he did to her?
Katie’s mind reeled. ‘Had I really just done that with my brother?’ ‘Could he really have been the one to fulfill my fantasy beyond my wildest dreams?’ ‘What would he think of her now that he knew her deepest secrets?’ Her exhausted body and her overwhelmed mind were too much for her to handle, and she felt herself fainting.
He saw her begin to fall, and with lightning speed, rushed across the small room and caught her, lowering her gently to the ground. The next thing she knew, she awoke with him over her, a tender look of caring in his eyes. He said, “Are you alright?” the first words spoken between them since their revelation.
She said, “Yes I think so, I’m just overwhelmed.” He said, “I know me too.” After a pause, he said, “I didn’t hurt you did I?” She said, “No, nothing I didn’t want you to do.” He helped her stand up, and said, “I know this is a lot to take in, but we should get out of here before they call the cops, they may have heard us.” Just then, the waitress from the diner opened the door. She took in the scene, and said to Jeremy, “I knew something was going on in here, you stay right there and don’t move.”
He said, “Come on, quick!” he grabbed her arm and ran past the waitress, pushing her aside. He called over his shoulder, “Sorry!” as they ran down the hall. Katie said, “My shoes!” she was hobbling, still wearing one heel. He stopped long enough to help her remove it, and she realized her skirt was still pulled up to her waist, her pussy uncovered. She worked at hiking it down as they ran down the hall. The truckers at the diner watched them run past, and one of them whistled at her.
The waitress had picked herself up and was trundling down the hall after them. “Call the cops!” she shouted. The truckers didn’t make a move, they were too distracted by the view of her pussy and ass as she ran by. They made it to the exit, and she said, “My car!” he said, “Keys!” and she pulled them out of her purse as ran to the passenger side. She tossed them to him, and he jumped in the driver’s seat. They pulled away as the waitress came out the door, doubled over winded. He sped away, and after a few miles, he slowed down, and the tension broke and they started laughing together. “We made it,” he joked.
He pulled over into a secluded area and parked the car. In the silence, they sat, until she said, “I can’t believe that really happened. Of all the people I could have found, for it to have been you…” then she said, “You didn’t know it was me in the ad did you?” He said, “No, I had no idea, it was just luck I guess. Well, not luck, I mean…” He stammered, then he said, “Are you mad at me?” She said, “No, not at all. I’m the one that asked for everything that happened; I just didn’t expect my brother to be the one to be the first to do it.”
He said, “Yeah, I didn’t expect my sister to be my first either.” She said, “Your first? You mean you were a virgin too?” He said, “I suppose there’s really no reason to be shy about sex with each other now, huh? Yes, this was my first time with a girl.” She said, “Wow, both of us lost our virginity to each other. I still can’t believe this.”
He said, “Did you feel like you were in danger?” She responded, “No, somehow I felt that you wouldn’t hurt me. Maybe I sensed something inside you. I really didn’t think anything bad would happen.” He said, “That’s right, I wouldn’t ever hurt you.” They shared an intimate look between them, and then he said, “So, where do we go from here? I promise I won’t ever tell anyone this happened, and we can just forget this night ever happened.” She interrupted him, “Forget it happened? I don’t want to forget, it was the most amazing, special night of my life! I was actually hoping that you would want to continue this.”
She looked down at her feet bashfully, like she did when she was young, and he was amazed. He couldn’t believe it. He didn’t say anything, just stared in disbelief. She finally said, “Well? What about you?” he stammered, “Yes, I do want to continue this, it was an amazing night for me too.” She grinned from ear to ear, and turned to him, “Oh Jeremy, I’m so glad you feel the same way! I know that we can’t ever go back to the way things were. I want to be yours to use forever. I want to turn my body over to you to do with as you please, at any time.”
He felt his dick stiffening even harder as she spoke those words like they were an oath, and not knowing what words he could say in that moment, he decided to let he actions speak for him.
He reached up and pulled her face close to him, and kissed her for the first time. He was gentle, but as she melted into him, he got rougher, until he was dragging her out of her seat and onto his lap. She spread her legs to straddle him, and he unbuttoned his pants to get his dick out as she continued to kiss him roughly as she grinded on him. As soon as his dick was out, she plunged herself down onto it, and he grabbed her, forcefully thrusting into her as she moaned and braced herself against the car roof.
After they both finished cumming again, he pushed her back into her seat, her pussy dripping all over her car seat, and started the car to drive them home.
To Be Continued…

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I wanted to be raped…

I wanted to be raped. Not really raped. Just pretend, fun raped. So like everything you want these days, I looked online. Nothing. I placed an ad asking for what I wanted. Just like that. I can’t remember what I wrote now, but I imagine it was some approximation of my fantasy. Or…not really my fantasy because only someone special could have made that happen. To pretend to rape me and make it seem real and then cuddle and laugh with me later? That person does not exist, I am pretty sure. Or if they do I won’t be into that person otherwise than sexually, and that gets boring. Anyway…
So I got a response. Maybe several responses but I only followed up on one. He was married, so he probably would not be able to get too attached after the fact. He was older, which is better for this scenario. Because rape is all about power, after all. And who wants to lose power to a peer? It’s demoralizing and that’s not sexy. Also he was semi-attractive. Or attractive enough to do what I wanted him to do, anyway.
We e-mailed back and forth a few times. I never spoke to him on the phone. I didn’t want to become too friendly. I planned it out and he agreed to follow the rules. He told me I was hot and seemed pathetically grateful that I was willing to let him touch me under any circumstances. I began to doubt he was into rape fantasy so much as he was into touching female flesh which did not belong to his wife. I shrugged it off because I didn’t have the courage to start again. I wanted this to happen and he was already in. So we set the date and the time it was to happen.
I was so keyed up the night before I couldn’t sleep. I tossed all night until about two hours before. I got up and showered and did my hair and makeup. I unlocked the front door and put on some panties and arranged myself under the covers so that my bare breasts showed. I pretended to sleep.
The front door opened. My heart was audibly pounding against my sternum, but my face didn’t give me away. My eyes remained closed and I controlled my breathing. I looked serene, unworried that a complete stranger was in my apartment, in my bedroom ogling my naked breasts. I felt his hands on them, grunting appreciatively under his breath as he fondled me. I felt him pull back the covers and heard him take a sharp breath in. His hands wandered all over my body, groping from my thighs to my breasts and back again. His hands left me and I waited a beat before I peeked through slitted lids. He was undressing. I took in his suburban dad windbreaker and his New Balance sneakers and smirked before I forced myself back into my peaceful pretend sleep. I felt his bare skin rub along mine as he climbed into my bed. I felt his legs on either side of me. I thought maybe he would just start fucking me while I pretended to sleep, but he moved up along my body until his thighs squeezed my ribcage and I felt his head poke my chin. I chose to pretend to wake up then. I stretched and opened my eyes, and seeing this man, gasped and tried to struggle. He grabbed my wrists and held them over my head. He took advantage of my gasp to shove his dick into my mouth.
“Shhh,” he said. “You’re all right, just be a good girl and this will all be over soon.”
I have to admit I was incredibly turned on. Of course I was, I was having my fantasy come true. He held me down and gagged me on his dick for a few more thrusts before I started raising my head to suck it more.
“Oh my god you want to suck it, you’re so fucking hot you little whore. Keep sucking my big dick, slut.” He grunted the words through gritted teeth.
He fucked my mouth with such enthusiasm that it popped out and I gasped the only word that came to mind…
“Please.”
“Please more or please stop?” He moved so that he was stretched out on top of me, his cock pushed into my belly.
“Don’t rape me. Please.” I tried to make my eyes looks wide and innocent and pleading.
He kissed me hard, sucking my tongue into his mouth and stabbing my mouth with his. He tasted of toothpaste and coffee. Maybe I was the only woman he’d ever kissed besides his wife. Maybe his wife wouldn’t blow him or even have boring vanilla sex with him…I brought my mind abruptly back to the present…
“You wanted this, whore; you leave your door unlocked and sleep in only panties? You’re begging to be raped.” He reached between us and pulled my panties down enough for him to rub his cock between my labia, which were quite slick already from my arousal.
He groaned and closed his eyes “So fucking wet already, you’re a bad girl who likes being raped by strangers, aren’t you?” I shook my head. “Aren’t you, whore?” I shook my head again. He reached behind my head and grabbed a handful of hair, pulling my head back. He bit along my throat and kept asking me if I was a bad girl who liked being raped by strangers. I said nothing, I couldn’t move my head because of his grip on my hair.
“Admit it, whore.”
I said nothing. Until he got to my breasts. He sucked my nipple into his mouth and bit it hard, rolling his tongue over the sensitive tip. I moaned with pleasure, wanting him to spend hours, days just torturing my nipples like that. He did the same to my other nipple and then stopped and looked at me.
“Say it. Say it or I’ll stop.”
“I’m a bad girl who likes being raped by strangers.” I finally said, in a small, little girl voice. That must have really turned him on because he went back to licking sucking and biting my nipples and thrust his hard, bare member deep into me. Wait a second, this guy agreed he’d wear a condom! Maybe he put it on when my eyes were still shut.
“Are you wearing a condom?” I asked in my normal voice.
He tightened his grip on my wrists, remaining all the way inside me and looked up from hi assault on my breasts long enough squint his eyes at me and say “Nope. I’m going to shoot my cum deep in you, whore.” I have to admit part of me really wanted it, but the bigger, more practical side said no.
“Whoa whoa whoa, wait right there buddy, that wasn’t the deal, you agreed…” He moved up to look me in the eye, his face hovering centimeters above mine and clamped his hand on my mouth.
“Look bitch, you wanted to get raped, and it’s not rape if you’re calling all the shots. Now shut the fuck up.” And with that he took a scarf I had laid on my bedside table so that he could tie me up if he wished and used it. He tied my wrists together tightly and then tied them over my head to my headboard. I didn’t know if I was more scared or more aroused, but I think the fear fed the arousal. I didn’t fight him off at all. I let him tie me up. He moved off me and I feebly kicked at him but missed. I didn’t really want to hurt him and make him angry. He took my panties the rest of the way off and shoved them in my mouth. I didn’t open my mouth for him but when he pinched my nose shut, I opened my mouth right away. I didn’t even try to hold my breath. He opened my drawers and found a couple of pairs of tights he used to tie my ankles to opposite posts at the foot of my bed. Now I was lying face up, completely naked and spread eagle on my bed with a stranger who was going to really rape me. He knew I had no plans until later that day, because I had told him after he asked how long we had.
“You really are a sexy whore, I’m really glad you put that ad up. I can’t believe I’m going to get to fuck a hot piece like you, baby.” He ran his hands over my stomach and up to my breasts, cupping them, pushing them together letting them go, bouncing them up and down. I was powerless to stop him, and even if I hadn’t been tied up and gagged, I don’t think I would have stopped him anyway.
He got back into bed next to me and sucked my nipples some more, sucking harder and harder, until I thought he might actually suck them off. The pain was intense but also unbelievably arousing. I became wetter than I can ever remember being before. I closed my eyes and lost myself in the sensation. Before too long I felt him on top of me, felt his cock pushing inside my pussy again.
“You’re so fucking wet baby. After I rape you and shoot a few loads up in your wonderful pussy, I wanna make love to you. Would you like that baby?”
I had to be honest, so I nodded. He pulled my panties out of my mouth and kissed me. This time he wasn’t so sloppy or eager, he took his time and took control of my mouth, while his cock took control of my pussy. I was more turned on than I had ever been. I felt his cock jerking as it pumped semen into my womb. I hadn’t cum yet, but I didn’t care.
“Oh my god, you’re a good whore baby. You wanna be daddy’s little whore, don’t you baby?”
I moaned as I felt his cock get hard inside of me again and nodded. I looked up at him with big innocent eyes and moved my hips up, trying to make him go deeper inside me.
“Is daddy’s whore on birth control?”
I shook my head no, and he grinned.
“Good. I want to make my whore fat with a baby so these will get bigger and start giving milk,” he said as he started pulling on my nipples with my teeth.
I moaned again and threw my head back, but he pulled me back with his sharp, commanding voice.
“You are to keep your eyes open and keep watching what I do to you until I say otherwise, understood?”
I nodded.
He pulled his cock out of me and I gave a small sigh of disappointment. He moved so that he straddles my chest and put his cock between my breasts. Using my nipples, he pulled my breasts together so they created a nice little valley for his cock to push through. I had never had someone use me for a titty wank before, and I quite liked it. Not that I got off on it, but I liked being used as an object of pleasure. He pushed my breasts together harder and harder as his hips picked up their pace and soon he was shooting more spunk all over my face. I had to close my eyes momentarily while he wipe it out of that area, but I opened them again and looked up at him, my face dripping with his cum. He held the fingers he used to get it out of my eyes to my mouth and I opened up, licking his fingers clean. He left the rest of his cum where it landed and rolled off me. He spent maybe a half hour suckling at my nipples, alternating back and forth. I still hadn’t spoken. Eventually he raised himself up on one elbow and looked me in the face.
“Are you all right with what we did?”
I nodded.
“I really do want to keep this up with you on a regular basis. I think we want the same things sexually. Do you want that? Do you want me to be your daddy and you can be my slutty baby girl? You can talk again.”
“Yes, I want to be your slutty baby girl, daddy.” I couldn’t even believe I was saying those words and meaning them, but I did. The way he went off script and really did make the rape a little more real just made me really crazy about him.
“I think my little whore deserves an orgasm.” He got up and untied me, allowing the blood to flow back into my limbs. He lay on his back and ordered me to get on top of him. I don’t know when it happened, but his cock was hard again and ready to go. I straddled his hips and let his cock slide into my pussy.
“Ok, baby, you go to town on daddy’s hard cock; make yourself cum as much as you want. You deserve it, baby.” He reached up and fondled my breasts while I began to ride my new daddy. Pretty soon he moved his hands to support his head and just watched me as I rode him.
“Look at my baby’s tits, the way they bounce. So sexy. How big are my baby’s titties?”
“40DD, daddy.” I answered.
“And my baby is sure she’s not on any kind of birth control?”
“None, daddy, I swear.”
“Oh baby, daddy is going to take such good care of you. You’re going to make daddy rich, baby, but we’ll talk about that later. You keep riding daddy.” His hands wandered back to my breasts and he kept tugging on the nipples harder and harder, making me gasp every time.
I had been riding him the whole time he was talking to me and was close to an orgasm.
“Oh god, oh god daddy I’m gonna come”
“Me too baby, come on daddy’s cock baby girl. Oh fuck!”
I came just as I felt him shooting another load into my womb. I milked every drop of semen from him before I collapsed on top of him. He rolled me to the side and put his arms around me. He kissed my forehead and smoothed my hair back. We lay a long while in the afterglow, while he absentmindedly plucked at my nipples. At some point we fell asleep and when I woke up, he was gone.
I looked around and saw all his clothes were gone too. I got up and walked naked into the livingroom, where I saw a note on the coffee table.
“My slutty little girl—
Had to get back to the wife for a little bit, but I took your number from your phone and put mine in under Daddy. When I call, you should be just as I found you today within the hour.
Love,
Daddy”
I felt his semen leaking on my upper thighs and felt the soreness of my nipples when I touched them. I padded back to bed and put a pillow under my hips so as not to lose more of his semen. Somehow I knew he would want me to do that. I rubbed my clit and twisted my nipples until I came again and fell asleep wondering when he would call again and to a lesser extent wondering what he meant about my making us rich.
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The Brother and Sister Next Door (2)

The Brother and Sister Next Door (2)
The next morning, just as mom and dads cars left for work, Brad was waiting naked for Lisa and when she burst opened his bedroom door, he grabbed her. Lisa screamed and laughed. He tossed her on the bed with only her night gown on and jumped in with her, pulling the covers over them.
They snuggled together, kissing and feeling their body’s.
He said, “Let’s go check your bedroom window!” They jumped up and checked. Nothing going on, but they began to relive him standing behind her, feeling her ass on his boner and feeling her sweet tits
. Lisa asked: “What did you think when I leaned back on you yesterday?” Brad smiled, and said: “Well, I was watching Jen and Rob next door, and It made me hot, and then, there you were, hot, right in front of me.
The taboo of messing with your sister left me, feeling your hot body on me.” Lisa said: “I hoped it would, I wanted to feel your arms around me for a long time now. I thought he will either push me away or just go for it.”
“LOOK!” whispered Lisa. “Rob is working on the back yard! Maybe we’ll get another ‘show’!” Brad went and got a bar stool from the den, and they
watched as Lisa lifted up her night gown (no panties) and sat on his naked lap with her naked little butt.
Lisa could feel Brads boner under her, and wiggled on it. Brad whispered: “Knock it off sis, you’ll break it.” They both chuckled. Brad slowly worked his hands around her to feel her tits. She squirmed and reached between her legs and felt the boner, big and the tip wet from pre-cum. She stroked it as he rolled her nipples between his fingers.
Rob next door, was 5’5”, medium build, with blond-ish hair with about a 6“ dick, big around. Jen was 5’2” blond, long in a pony tail, nice 34c tits, and a super nice ass, and hot legs.
Rob next door was digging something, in just his boxers. Then they see Jen creep up on him from behind in just her night gown. She leaped on his back, putting her arms around his neck. He started spinning them around as they laughed quietly.
Lisa’s heart started beating faster as they watched. Brad’s boner was sticking out between her legs. She opened her legs wide and stroked him. She pulled his dick up against her pussy and whispered: “look, I have a dick!”
“It’s cold Lisa, it needs a nice warm place to hide.”
“I know just the place!” she said. Brad leaned back and she put his dick in her from behind. “Oooooo they both said.
They both felt so daring sitting with Brads dick in Lisa while watching Jen and Rob play ‘feel up’ with each other. Lisa said: “they don’t even know were watching them, and your dick is in me…tee hee.” Brad started pumping Lisa, then leaned her over to get his dick in deeper. She leaned forward and lost her balance and crashed one hand into the blinds.
She took her hand away and peeked out. Jen and Rob were both staring right at Lisa’s window. They took off and went in the house. Brad and her chucked and Brad said: “Nice going Lisa!”, they’ll never be back outside again!”. Lisa could care less as she felt Brad’s dick in her all the way. He lifted her up and over to her bed, his dick still in her.
They hadn’t done it doggy style and this felt good. Lisa stuck her little butt up as Brad started slowly fucking her. She grabbed her pillow and laid on it under neck. Brad held her tits as he speeded up. Lisa moaned and pushed back on him. She gasp for breath, as he took long strokes in her pussy. Lisa reached under her to feel her clit and his wet dick sliding in her out. “Oh Brad, oh honey, I’m gonna …..gonna…oh, oh, Oh..
Brad pushed his dick in her and moaned loud….Lisa…oh god Lisa baby…with joint moans they each climaxed hard and fast…oooo god..Oh baby Oh honey Eeeeeeeeeee YES!, as Brad pumped and pumped his load deep in Lisa’s pussy. She climaxed and bucked and shivered as she pushed back on him. They continued to moan softer….oh baby….oh….your so beautiful…they lay there, twitching and feeling each others body’s. It was quiet and still as they just enjoyed themselves. A twitch, here and there, but peacefulness set in.
The door bell rang.
They froze, then Brad jumped up and grabbed his robe. He ran to his window and looked out. Rob was at the front door. Brad opened the window, and shouted down, “Hey Rob, what’s happening?” Rob looked up and said: “Can you help me get our fuck’in lawnmower started?, I’ve tried everything.” “Be right down Rob.” Lisa was standing right behind Brad, rubbing his back. They giggled and went Whew….
Brad went over and in no time started the mower. Rob shut it off, and said: “Who’s room is upstairs in the back of your house?” Brad said: “My sister Lisa’s. why?”
“I saw her blinds move and thought someone had hurt themselves.”
“No, that was just Lisa and I fucking around and she lost her balance, and fell into the blinds.”
“Oh…I….
“You see I had my dick in her from behind.” …(long pause)
“You What!!!!”
“Yes, we’ve been watching you and Jen playing fuck, fuck in your back yard for two days now.” Rob just stood there with his mouth open as Brad began to smile. Rob’s face got red and he started to laugh.
“Well“…..Rob said: “When are you two gonna play in your back yard so Jen and I can watch?” They both laughed. Now they both knew that they both were fucking their sisters. Rob said: “Shhhhh, we all could get
in big trouble for doing ‘it.’ ”
“Doing what? I didn’t see anything, did you?”
“Oh no, except yesterday we heard you guys moaning, but come to think of it, we heard nothing!”
“I think we all understand each other don’t we.” Brad said. “We don’t see or hear anything, and neither do you guys, deal.?”
“Deal.” Rob said. They continued talking about the dangers and how to deal with them. “You and Jen will have to come over sometime. Your sister is a hot little fox.”
“Great idea, Brad, you know I’ve watched your sister Lisa, she sure has a nice body.”
Now they had to sell it to the girls. Now they didn’t have to worry about at least one neighbor saying anything about anything.
Rob and Jen decided to give Brad and Lisa a real show, in their back yard. Rob called and said: “Go check your upstairs window.” Brad and Lisa ran up stairs to look. There was Rob and Jen fully dressed kissing and feeling each other.
Then they started a strip show, slowly taking off their clothes, as Brad and Lisa smiled. Rob undressed Jen and she undressed him. They held up each article and dangled it for Brad and Lisa to see.
When they were both naked, she took off running around the yard, with Rob right behind her try to feel her ass. He stopped and waved his weenie at her. She stopped and now she chased him. Brad and Lisa were cracking up watching. They finally stopped and kissed and felt their body’s.
They laid in the grass and started in fucking. They waved their arms and kicked their feet, to put on a show for Brad and Lisa. When they stopped fucking, and just lay there kissing a caressing. Finally they stood up, took a bow, and ran in the house.
Brad and Lisa were now very turned on now, and Lisa said: “Your to slow to ever catch me, Brad.” and took off running out of her bedroom door. The chase was on.
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Be careful what you watch

Woman gets discovered spying on a woman having sex with her dog. In anger at being disturbed the woman ties up the spy and gets her dog to rape the woman, she then leaves her their for a pack of wild dog to fuck. When she returns the woman has turned feral and happily has sex with the woman and her dog and takes the womans collar.

Snow Storm II – Club

Paul’s girlfriend and Mark were both out of town for a couple weeks. We had broken our rule of two years and Paul came to my house for the evening. After intense love making we were sitting close to each other on the bed, against the headboard drinking wine. “I wish we didn’t have to be so secretive. I’d love to watch Mark and you make love to Shirley and have both of you boys double up on me. I could even have fun with Shirley,” I said.

Monica becomes a sub V – Didi’s awakening

Didi gets what she asked for….and more
Didi picks up the story
Well I’ve let my big mouth run away again. What the fuck am I thinking? I mumbled punishment without even thinking what it might mean. I can turn around and just haul ass. That’s the smart thing to do but for some reason I keep moving forward. I’m led to the basement stairs and down. Mistress is in front and Kyle (I’d just learned his name) was behind me. I’m a hefty woman and if I hit him just right he’ll fall over and I can escape. I won’t have any clothes but that’s a technicality. Go ahead Didi, turn around and bolt. I can’t make myself do it though so I keep going down. That’s an appropriate phrase, I’m going down lower than I’ve ever been. Fuck me in the ass with a corn cob. Oops, strike that.
We get to the bottom of the stairs and I see the chains. I’ve seen chains before but these look somehow sinister, dangerous. Knowing that I’m soon going to be held captive by them doesn’t ease my mind at all. Mistress raises my arms above my head while Kyle fastens them with Velcro cuffs. My legs are then spread and my ankles cuffed in place. My feet barely make contact with the floor as Mistress had told me. She stands in front of me with a loving, motherly smile on her face but I can’t see Kyle. I’ve never felt this vulnerable in my life and for some strange reason it’s not entirely a bad feeling. This just can’t be right. I can’t be liking this shit. No fuckin’ way!
I don’t know how long I hung there but the waiting was horrible. I heard a WHOOSH and it felt like someone had driven a large rusty nail straight into the left cheek of my ass. My eyes and mouth flew open wide and I think I screamed but didn’t hear it. WHOOSH and another rusty nail is driven into my other cheek. Now I didn’t have enough breath to scream so my mouth just hung open. This fucking hurts. So why are my pussy and asshole tingling? The pain is overwhelming but at the same time…..I don’t know. A new pain blossoms on the inside of my left thigh just inches below my pussy and then another on my right thigh. The four sources of pain seem to radiate out and meet on straight lines at my pussy and I can not only feel the wetness but feel it run down my thighs. Traitorous piece of shit. My pussy is betraying me. This is not right. There is no pleasure in what is being done to me. Or is there?
Kyle is in front of me now and the next strike hits my left tit. My nipple pops out and I think “wait a minute, I like that.” My other tit is hit and its nipple hardens. You sick bitch. You like that! Not only that but he knows I like it. He found me out just like she said he would. Am I that transparent? Kyle nods to Mistress and I see she has something in her hand. It’s another chain but much smaller with what looks like clips or clamps on each end. She steps forward and puts a clamp on each nipple and the chain hangs down between. She turns a little wheel on each clamp and I can feel the bite of each deepen. This hurts but I like it. I like having my tits brutalized. I am a sick bitch but how did he know? I am pissed off but thrilled that he knows. What the fuck else does this genie know? He hands her the whip and she gives me one on the side of each tit. Oh shit, this just keeps getting better and better and I want more but refuse to beg. That stupid stubborn streak again.
“Is that as hard as you can hit Mistress Bitch? That’s the best you can do?”
Oops, tactical error there. But no. She starts a rapid fire whipping over what feels like every inch of my tits and she does it with surprising strength. My God, this is so good and she was right again. He did know exactly what I wanted and he’s giving it to me. The pain was so exquisite that I couldn’t separate it from the pleasure that is invading my body. This can’t be happening. I can’t be so low that I want to be tortured. But this doesn’t feel like torture. I can’t describe it as anything else but it can’t be torture if I like it so much. If my mind wants me it knows where to find me. I guess I’m going crazy.
“Pull the fucking chain you fat whore. You fucking pathetic excuse for a Mistress. Pull it hard and let me cum.”
“Not yet.” He says.
She works her way down my body with the whip. Below my tits, on my sides, my stomach, my hips and then stronger blows on the inside of both thighs. The final blow starts at the floor and lands right on my cunt lips. Pain radiates from my whole body but pleasure is right there on top of it. My pussy is freely flowing now and the big cum is right there but then she whips her way down both legs and the pain/pleasure is increased. My whole goddamn body has become a sexual organ seeking release.
“Pull the chain, please. Pull the fucking thing hard and let me cum! No mercy – I need the pain. Pull it.”
“More, I need more.”
He must have given her the nod because she stepped up and looked me right in the eye with an “I told you so, bitch” smile on her face and pulled the chain straight out. I looked down and watched as both nipples were pulled straight out from my tits and got longer than I could have imagined. I went straight to the launch mode. I started to shake over my entire body and my legs gave out. I was hanging by my wrists only but at that point I was beyond caring. The greatest sexual release I had never thought possible took me over completely. My head hung limp and my chin was on my chest. I was drooling like a retard and the spit was coating my tits. I could see shiny streaks of my essence flowing down both legs and pooling on the floor. I have no memory of breathing. I had no energy left in my body but I felt more alive than I’ve ever felt. My ankles were released then my wrists. I melted straight down to the floor into the puddle of my own juices. Spit and pussy juices were mixed on the floor. Thank God I didn’t shit myself.
“Lick it up, tramp. Get it all, it is not to be wasted.”
I’m surprised that I can make my tongue move but I start licking my own pussy juice off the floor with relish. Of course this is a natural thing to be doing. Doesn’t everybody lick cunt juice off floors? I knew that I had gone far beyond what’s normal but I was a slut and I was the slut I was meant to be. I actually took comfort in that thought. I like being a slut and I’m damn sure gonna be a good one or die trying. Beyond what most would think was cruelty, I could feel love in the whipping and I felt somehow safe. These people would give me what I craved but wouldn’t hurt me. Given what just happened, I know that sounds like a contradiction, but if you think about it, it makes sense. Hell, I hope it makes sense to someone ‘cause I’m confused.
Mistress had stayed with me while Kyle had gone back upstairs. When I had cleaned up my mess, she helped me to my feet and up the stairs. It was an effort but we made it. The nipple clips came off and I missed them immediately but knew I’d feel their bite again.
“Take care of her, Monica. You know what to do.”
Mistress sat on the couch and motioned me to lie with my shoulders and head cradled in her arms. She took lotion from a side table and began to caress it on to my body wherever the whip had bitten, which was essentially my entire body. She did it lovingly and whispered soothing tones the whole time. Her hands brought warmth to my body wherever she touched and I’ve never felt such love. She smiled at me like a mother to a child. I was in love and wanted nothing but to please these two who had given me so much. Anything they asked I would do. I have no choice – this is who and what I am now.
We had been up all night and Kyle announced that we should all go to bed and get some rest. We walked up the stairs touching each other simply for the contact. We all climbed into the big king size bed with me in the middle, protected. Each had a hand on me, rubbing gently to let me know I was safe and loved. Kyle leaned over and kissed me softly but passionately and I surrendered to him. His hand found its way between my legs to find me wet already. I was ready for this and now found that I wanted it immensely. He mounted and I could feel the head of his cock at my lips. I felt the power of it and could sense that it had grown considerably from when I saw it earlier. He pushed his hips forward and I could feel the mushroomed head penetrate my outer lips and enter my cunt. I felt it move deeper, slowly, until it had reached places that had never been touched before and then he stopped. I knew that this wasn’t gonna be the wham bam thank you ma’am fuck I was used to. I could feel it on the walls of my pussy. The heat I felt told me that this was more. He fucked me slowly then faster, harder the softer. Mistress was whispering in my ear.
“He’s showing you his love, baby. You can feel it can’t you?”
“Yes, Mistress. I’ve never felt anything like it.”
She cupped my breast, running her thumb over the nipple while whispering, kissing, and nipping my ear. The sensations together were incredible. She leaned forward and sucked the nipple into her mouth and lashed it with her tongue. I felt his meat leave me and then the mushroom was sliding up my slit until it hit my clit. He rubbed that big head over my clit several times before sliding it back down and in me with one motion. I had an out of body experience and felt myself floating above the bed looking down and watching his ass and hips move forward and back in a sensuous rhythm. My face was contorted in ecstasy and lust. My legs were wrapped around his waist and my heels were kicking his ass hoping to spur him on. How naïve I am. He needed no instruction or urging. My cunt contracted on his hot, hard, flesh trying to keep him in me and wanting to please him. Wanting only to please him.
“My God I’m gonna cum. Feels so good, don’t stop, don’t ever stop. Push that hard pole in me all the way and make me cum.”
Mistress whispered “I’m gonna cum with you, baby. Hold it as long as you can. Sensei, may we cum?”
He must have grunted his assent for she whispered “cum with me baby, cum into a new world with me.”
“Yes, yes, I can’t hold it any more, I’m cummmmingggg! Sweet Jesus I’m cumming. I’m fucking paralyzed, I can’t move! OOHHHH fuck me! Keep fucking me and never stop. I can’t..I won’t…my body isn’t mine anymore. I’m cummmmminggggg!”
The meat stick pounded me now. With each thrust it felt like a new wave of cum overlapping the last one. I thought that it just couldn’t get any more intense and then I felt the first burst of his seed splash on my cervix and I knew that I never wanted to come back down from this place they had taken me. Jet after jet of hot, sticky seed blasted my cunt.
“Breed me you glorious fucker. Spray your cum inside me and fill me up. I want it all and then I want more. Cum in me, please! Give me your hot juice.”
We three lay like that for what seemed like hours. His weight on me felt like a warm comfortable blanket and I never wanted to move. She had never stopped crooning in my ear, licking and kissing my neck. I either fell asleep or passed out, knowing where heaven was.
When Mistress woke me hours later I was still between them like meat in a sandwich. She motioned me to go with her quietly so as not to disturb him. We went downstairs hand in hand, picked up the living room on the way through, and went into the kitchen to prepare his coffee. When he came through the door after a while I turned to face him, went to my knees, and bowed my head.
“Good morning, Sensei. How may I make your day better?”
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I hope I was able to give you horn-dogs something to jerk off over. I also wrote this for the ladies who truly understand this story and the ladies who want to understand. I hope I succeeded, at least a little.
I have some ideas to continue this story but I won’t waste my time or yours unless the comments are favorable and the criticism constructive. Hitting the Negative button without saying why helps no one.
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Tiny House 2

Now that Josh and his sister Amy have a new venture for their home construction company, it also leads them down a new path, except it is also a path they started down, when they were teens.

IN-FLIGHT ENTERTAINMENT: CHAPTER 1, AIRCREW TRAINING

This is the first part of a seven chapter story. I have never been an air stewardess, but if I had this is how I wish it had been. The story is set in the early 1970s; I wasn’t born till 1971, but I have always loved the fashions and hairstyles of that era. Any resemblance to real persons or places is purely coincidental.

The potential client

Meeeting with a gentleman to discuss work opportunities, Jennifer gets a little more than what she was expecting, she gets her fantasy fulfilled.