Fiction

Trafficked Love Ch. 18

— THIS STORY CONTAINS EXPLICIT CONTENT AND VULGAR LANGUAGE. It is fictional and does not depict real people or events. —Call girl, Angel, believes there’s nothing nothing more to life than what she is doing now. But when she falls in love with an undercover cop, and things get heated between her and her pimp, Angel searches for answers. Is this really all she is destined for? Could she escape if she wanted to? Would the outside world accept her if she left this lifestyle behind?

Madness( chap 1)

It was a crappy night out, raining, cold, all and all miserable. The funny thing is, I wasn’t even supposed to be at the shop. It’s my garage, but I have a guy that runs the place for me, and I usually sit at home “managing” from a far. It’s a good life, I can’t complain.
I was sitting at the counter watching some of the Monday night football game. I was in the shop trying to get a bunch of paper work done, and I ended up staying late. Everybody else was gone and wouldn’t be back in till morning, and the game had already started, so I figured I’d stick around till half time, and then head home after that.
I was pretty pissed when I heard the knock on the window, I figured it was some idiot thinking I’d turn on the pumps so they could get some gas. I never would have answered the door but I knew they could see me behind the counter, since I’d forgot to drop the blind on the window like I should have.
When I got to the door I saw these two cute girls, all decked out in their high school cheerleading outfits, wearing those little white shoes, and the short skirts. The two must have been cold, they barely had anything on in the way of clothes, and the way it was raining, they looked like drowned rats, but cute little drowned rats.
I could feel the aching in my loins immediately as I opened the front door, hell, I thought I might get a blow job out of it at least.
“Thanks Mister, our car broke down and our cells don’t work out here.” I led the pair into the shop, making sure to close the blind so nobody else could see inside now.
“Do you think we could use your phone?”
“Well, what’s wrong with your car, want me to tow it in and see if I can do anything with it?” The two girls looked at each other, they were so cute, and the way the rain trickled down their foreheads, I could almost imagine their matted hair having been caused by a long fucking session, at least I wished it had.
Even under the little vest of their uniforms I could see they both had great bodies, young, lithe bodies. They both looked to be about 17 or 18.
“What are you doing out tonight, its horrible weather.” I had to make sure nobody knew where they were, or that they had called anybody yet about the car, my mind was already concocting plans.
“We had a football game in Ada, we drove instead of riding on the bus, and then on the way home, we must have turned down the wrong road, and, well we’re lost.” The girl was obviously a little scared. It only made my balls ache even more.
“What’s wrong with the car?”
“I don’t know, we were driving along, and then hit this big puddle, and it kind of died.”
“Hum. Where’s it at?”
“Well, it’s down this road,” she pointed to the west, “and then there is this sign with a big windmill on it, and we’re down the road there.”
“How the hell did you get on that road? It’s a dead end that leads to nowhere.” I had to do everything to cover up my smile, I knew exactly where they were talking about, and there wasn’t anything up the road, nobody would have driven past them and seen them there.”
“I don’t know, we turned down there thinking it was the way to the highway, then we’d got to the dead end, we were coming back and hit this huge pothole puddle thing, and then the car kind of died.” I could see the girl shivering as she recounted the story for me.
“Please mister, could you give us a tow and see if you could get it started.” She pulled out her wallet and flashed a couple credit cards.
“So nobody knows you’re out this way, and you said your phone doesn’t work?” It was probably a little bit risky to ask so explicitly, but I had to know, and my mind was racing with plans. Like I said, I’ve got a pretty good life, I’ve got the only shop for a 20 mile radius, I do lots of work on tractors and farm equipment, I’ve got other people to do the work, so I have a lot of free time. I’ve had the place for 15 years, inherited it from my dad when he passed, and now I’ve expanded it to a huge business, junk yard, little bit of a dealership, you know, man of all trades and hard work equals success kind of thing.
“No mister, we got lost. We were following the team bus, but in the rain and everything, we kind of lost them. Our phones don’t work out here.” I knew there wasn’t a cell phone tower for 50 miles, not many of the farmers had use for them so they were never built, to my great joy.
“We walked all the way here and didn’t see a soul. Mister, we’ve got 3 friends still sitting in the car, it’s cold out, could you please go pick them up? Please?” Though she was young, the girl obviously was well practiced in using the pouting look to get men to do things for her.
“My name is Pat.” I extended my hand.
“I’m Tara, and this is my friend Lisa.” Tara was probably 5’8″, she had long straight blonde hair, at least it would be straight again when it dried. The way she did all the talking, I kind of figured she was the captain of the squad, probably the most popular girl in school, and girl most jacked off to girl in classmate fantasies.
Lisa, the other girl, she wasn’t quite as tall, maybe 5’6″, her breasts seemed to be larger, the curve of her outfit at least gave that indication. Lisa’s hair was blonde too, but it looked to be via the hairdresser, and not natural.
“Hi, Tara, Lisa, I guess it’s your lucky night. I should have been out of here a couple hours ago, but I stayed late to do some paperwork, and boom, you come along. Let’s see what I can do for you.” I had them in my grasp, I could see the relief in their eyes, they actually thought they had been incredibly lucky, in a few hours, they’d know the truth, that I was the lucky one that night.
“You said you’ve got three friends in the car still?”
“Yeah. It’s cold out their.”
“Well, I can’t fit you all in the truck when I pick up the car, so do you mind staying here? Then I’ll bring them back and see what I can do about your vehicle?”
“Oh that would be great mister.”
“Here, why don’t you set all your bags behind the counter here and I’ll take you down into the lounge and you can warm up and relax. You can call your parents from there if you want.” I handed each of the girls a towel from the shelf. I made sure that they left all their stuff behind the desk, even though I knew their phones wouldn’t work here I didn’t want to take chances.
“Just follow me.” I led the girls through one of the “employee only” doors, then down into the pit, though they didn’t know it was the pit, at least not yet.
“Sorry about the dirt and grime, this is a working garage and the lounge is kind of hidden away.” I turned on as few lights as possible so they wouldn’t get too nervous. When I got them to the pit door, I knew I was set. “Just head into the lounge and I should be back in a few minutes with your friends.” I didn’t turn the lights on till they were well inside and I’d slammed the door shut. I could hear them screaming instantly when they saw their surroundings, I loved it. I knew they were seeing the inside of the oil pit, the car parked over head, and I knew they had to know what was happening now.
I rushed upstairs into the garage. The girls’ voices were shrill, and I could hear the fear clearly in their screams. I peered under the car, I could just barely see the two there. There was no way they could get out, the pit was a good 7′ deep, and there was a car parked over top, so as young and flexible as they might be, they weren’t getting out of there.
“Girl’s” I tried to address them, but they were screaming loud and couldn’t hear me. I let them wail for a few minutes more.
“Please mister, please, please, let us go, please…” I didn’t bother to respond to their pleas, I just waited for them to go quiet. They continued to sob as I started speaking.
“Don’t worry girls, I’ll be back soon enough with your friends. I apologize that it’s kind of dirty down there, but let me take care of your car, get your friends in line, and then I’ll take you to a nice warm place, be patient. We’ll have a good time after that.”
“Pleaaaaasssseeee!” I could hear them crying out to me as I hopped in the rig and started off to pick up their friends. I guess it was a little cruel, but I turned off all the lights in the garage, only the florescent glow of the sign gave off any light at all. I can just imagine them huddling together. Hell, in a week or so, if everything goes right, I think I’ll have those to do more than just huddle together.
I couldn’t help but rub my dick as I drove to the spot where Tara said they broke down. Believe me, I’ve never done anything like this before. Oh, sure, I’ve got a blowjob or two from a grateful girl with a broken down car, hell, I fucked a couple, but I’ve never thought of doing anything like this. But the opportunity is just too damn good. I mean, five girls, five teenage cheerleaders at that, hell, how lucky can you get?
The car was right where I thought it would be. I didn’t bother to turn on the flashers, and I cut the headlights as quick as I could, no use drawing any attention to myself, even though I know nobody would see me. The road connected to one of Old man Patterson’s back fields, and there isn’t a house for a mile around, the girls had done a good job getting off the main road for me.
I had to knock on the window, the girls in the car were too afraid to get out on their own.
“Hi there, my name is Pat, Tara and Lisa sent me to pick you up and see if I could get your car running back at the shop.” I saw the ease flash over their eyes when I told them Tara and Lisa had sent me.
“Why don’t you three go hop in the truck, the heat is on, it’s probably a little more comfortable than the car. Just leave your bags in here though, there isn’t a lot of room in the cab, we’ll get to the station and straighten everything out there.” I love trusting kids. I was even more pleased that my three newest captives were equally as beautiful as the first two. I didn’t get names, but there was another blonde, one of those tall thin girls, probably 5’8″, and she was absolutely stunning, and seeing her, it was pretty damn hard covering up my erection. A whole world of ideas flashed through my mind when I watched her climb out of the car.
There was also a brunette. She was probably only about 5’2″, maybe 5’3″, though, when I get her into some high heels, she’ll definitely look pretty hot. I couldn’t tell for sure in the dark and the uniform, but she looked like she had big tits.
The third girl was a redhead, not fiery red hair mind you, it was more soft, almost a strawberry blonde, just the way I like them. She looked to be about 5’6″, and her body looked incredible, thin, decent breasts, long legs. I’d sure got lucky, whatever school they were from produced some hot cheerleaders.
I walked the girls up to the cab and helped them up. I don’t think they even minded that I touched their asses as I got them in.
“You can see if you can get something on the radio, you might be able to get a station, the two-way is down though.” It was only down because I’d disabled it, I didn’t want to give them any ideas at all to try and call for help.
It’s amazing how fast you can get something done when you’re dick is demanding you get the girls home. I got their car up on the flatbed in record time. I brought along a cover just in case. I knew I would dump the car in the junkyard tonight, then crush it tomorrow or the next day. I was already thinking about getting Jim—my manger—out to the house to help with the girls, hell, I might even offer him one of the girls for his own.
I hopped back into the cab, I didn’t even care if they saw the bulge in my pants at that point, though I don’t think they did.
“Hey girls, I think we’re all set. I think I can get your car fixed tonight and then get you on your way.” I popped the truck into gear and started off for the shop. I couldn’t wait to get back.
“So we weren’t properly introduced. Again, my name is Pat.” The brunette was pressed so close against me I could feel the heat of her body. I ‘accidentally’ grazed her thigh as I got the big truck up to speed on the highway. The blonde spoke first.
“My name is Monique.”
“I’m Emily.” I liked the strawberry blonde already, and I loved the name.
“I’m Jayme.” Taking a look now the brunette definitely had big knockers. It was hard to keep my mind on the road when I started thinking about what I could do to those tits.
“We should be back at the shop in a couple minutes.” I’d already decided I’d take the truck and their car into the back garage, we used it for storage mostly, but it would be the best place to unload. Once I closed the door there wouldn’t be anyplace for the girls to run, which was perfect.
I pulled the rig into the garage without incident. I’d decided I’d get them out of the truck and walk them over to the tool cage, it would be a good place to hold them till I got their car dumped in the junk yard.
“Girl’s, I’m going to drop you off here for the moment, see that cage over against the wall? There is a door inside that leads to a nice lounge, that’s where Tara and Lisa are. Then I’ll get your car up on the hoist and see what’s wrong with it. Okay?”
“Sure, that sounds good. Do you think we could call our parents to tell them what’s up?”
“Yeah, that’s not a problem, though I think Tara and Lisa said they were going to tell everybody where you were when they called home. There is a phone in the lounge, so you can call if you want anyway.” I helped the girls out of the cab, copping a feel just for the hell of it, though soon enough, I knew I’d be able to do whatever I want with them.
I led the girls over to the cage, I had to undo the padlock for them, I don’t think they suspected anything at all. I was such a gentlemen, letting them all go first, I don’t think they had a clue what was up till I slammed the door shut and put the padlock back on.
“Whaaa…” Monique couldn’t even finish her cry, it was classic. I think for the first time they realized that the cage was just that, 4 walls, and a fenced in ceiling, there was no door to a lounge anywhere.
“What are you doing, let us go. Where are Tara and Lisa???” The three girls were so cute in their little cheerleading outfits, I almost just wanted to stare at them for awhile, but already I was getting sick of their screaming. Jayme had hold of the fence and was trying to rip through it, but I knew she wasn’t going to get anyplace.
“Let me take care of your car, then a little later we’ll head off to my house for a good time.” I knew it would make them scream more, but it was kind of fun. I liked making them even more scared, and I still had a lot to take care of before I could get them home for the real events I planned.
I hopped in the cab and started backing the rig out of the garage. My mind was racing. I already knew where I’d keep the girls till I got things really fixed up. I’d bought my house a number of years ago, the place was huge, and in the basement the previous owners had run a dog breeding business. There were still like 10 kennels down there, and a bunch of dog cages used for transport. I’m so glad now I’d procrastinated on getting rid of the crap. I’d been meaning to do it for years, but now, it turned out to be the perfect spot to keep them until I got the basement finished up just like I dreamed of. I think there are even some dog whips and leashes down there. I’ll probably have to do some shopping on the net for all the other toys I’d love to use on the girls, but I think I’ll have enough to keep them occupied for awhile.
I took their car out to the back part of the junkyard, really it’s not even the junkyard, it’s this fenced in area out by the trees. Nobody ever goes out there, and with the cover on, I should have a couple days easy to crush the thing.
After I dumped the car off and locked the fence up again, I drove back into the front garage and parked. I’d pulled all the girls’ crap out of their car already, I knew I’d probably have to have a good old bonfire one of these nights.
I heard Tara and Lisa screaming in the pit as I moved their stuff from under the counter.
“I’ll be right with you girls. I picked up your friends. They’re doing fine, they’re out in a cage on the back lot.”
I walked into the office and got a huge duffle bag, I dumped all the girls’ stuff in and then put it in my truck. It was going to be a tight fit in the cab, even though I had a quad cab. Hell, then I realized I might as well put the girls in the bed, I’ve got a cover, maybe the cold would get them a little more in the mood to behave when I get them home?
I went into the shop and grabbed a handful of nylon ties, they’d be good to bind the girls’ wrists with.
“Hey Tara, Lisa, it’s almost time to take you to my place.” I could hear them blubbering in the pit. It was kind of fun to make them scared. I almost couldn’t believe I was doing this, it’s not like I’d planned it or anything, but when 5 beautiful teenage cheerleaders fall into your lap so perfectly, what else can you do? Serendipity, you’ve got to love it.
I went out to my truck and laid an old sleeping bag in the bed. I had the nylon ties and I grabbed some duct tape to gag the girls’ mouths’ with. I’d already got all their possessions in the truck and hidden their car, I didn’t have to worry about security tapes or anything like that. There are some nice things about living in a small town, crime isn’t really a problem so we’d never bothered to invest in cameras, or anything like that at the shop. Well, crime was low, with the exception of me and 5 kidnapped girls now.
I put my head under the car that covered the pit. I could hear Tara and Lisa balling, they tried to beg me to let them go, but I had no desire to listen.
“Girl’s, it’s time to head home. We’re just going to have a little fun, and then everything will be all right.” I lied, but it doesn’t really matter. “I’m going to open the door to the pit, I want you, Tara, to come out first. Don’t think about doing anything stupid, just behave and everything will be all right. I want you to walk to me, I’m going to put a nylon strap around your wrists and then gag you with a bit of tape. After that, when I call for you, Lisa, I want you to come out and I’ll bind you too.” I listened to them sob, it was joy to my ears.
“Have you girls ever heard of a tazer?” I paused, letting them think about what I said.
“One of the farmers left one here at the shop a time ago, it’s for use on cattle. If you get any ideas, well, I’ll have to use it on you, and I don’t think either of you would like that.” I held the cattle prod over the pit and pushed the rubber button, a glorious blue arc of electricity shot from the points of the prod. I don’t know if I’d really have the heart to use it on one of the girls, but I think the threat was all they needed.
I went down to the pit and opened the door slowly.
“Tara, I want you to come through the door, walk towards my voice, keep your hands up behind your neck. Understand?” I could hear her sniffle out a response. I saw her shadowy figure move down the narrow hall from the pit. When she reached the stairwell I had her get to her knees. I was a little disappointed she didn’t fight more as I pulled her hands into the small of her back and zipped off one of the nylon ties, I pulled it tight, I’m sure it hurt, but I didn’t want her going anyplace. She tried to beg me to let her go before I put the tape over her mouth, but I really didn’t feel like listening. With my hand up under her elbow I moved her up the stairway and left her at the top of the steps.
“Lisa, it’s your turn. Be a good girl like Tara and everything will be all right.” I saw Lisa emerge from the pit door. My dick was aching. I thought I might cream my shorts, but I managed to get Lisa bound and gagged without making a real mess.
Once I had the two at the top of the steps it was easy. I had the truck parked just out the back door where there were no lights. I picked up each girl and tossed her onto the rolled out sleeping bag. Before closing the lid on the bed I decided to put a nylon tie around each of the girl’s ankles.
I could barely see them in the dark, but I loved the gentle, desperate mewing I heard. I shut the cover on the bed and drove into the back garage, ready to pick up my three passengers from the cage.
I was damn near ready to blow with anticipation by the time I got to the back garage. I couldn’t stop thinking about the two girls lying in the back of my truck. God they looked so cute in their little cheerleading outfits. I was having a hard time deciding which girl I was going to take first. I planned to take all of them in turn, and I hoped at least a couple were virgins still, but who knows anymore? If nothing else I’m sure none of them had been taken anally yet, and I can just imagine how tight their asses are. Oh I can’t wait to hear them scream as I force my prick up their cute little butts.
The three girls in the cage were yelling when I pulled the truck in. I didn’t even try to cover up my erection when I started toward them.
“What are you doing? What are you doing? Let us go, please!” Jayme’s scream echoed through the large back garage. I couldn’t wipe the smile off my face as I moved towards them.
“Girls, girls, I know you can’t wait, but it’s only going to be a few minutes more.” I held the cattle prod up for all of them to see.
“Do you know what a cattle prod is?” I pushed the button and the spark arced from the two points.
“I want you all to get on your knees and put your hands up behind your head. I’m going to come in there and put a nylon strap around your wrists. Don’t think about doing anything heroic, otherwise you’ll get to feel this prod, and from what I’ve heard, it’s not too pleasant an experience.” I stood outside the cage waiting for the girls to put their hands up behind their heads. They were all sobbing, I loved the way their bodies shuddered. Monique was the first to obey, she hesitantly put her hands up behind her head, her gaze was locked on me the whole time. I knew then, looking into those big hazel eyes, she was going to share my bed tonight.
“Come on girls, be good like Monique and put your hands behind your head.” When I pushed the button on the prod again, the other two girls moved their hands up behind their necks.
“Good girls. Now sit still and we’ll get you home.” I failed to mention it was my home, though I think they were getting the idea now.
They were all sobbing hysterically as I unlocked the door to the cage and walked in. Even if they fought, I knew I could overpower them. I’m not the smallest guy in the world. Yeah, I’m a little out of shape, but not too bad. I’m 6’1″ and 250, I know what you’re thinking, 250, that’s more than a little out of shape? Well, put it this way, I used to be big into weightlifting, and I still put up my fair share, so it’s not like its all fat, and I know I could take all three girls if I needed to, but I didn’t think it would come to that. Not the way their bodies trembled, and not based on the volume of their cries, they sounded too desperate to put up that much of a fight.
I grabbed for Jayme’s wrists and pulled them into the small of her back, the nylon band went easily around her tiny wrists and I cinched the plastic tight.
“Pleeeaaaasseee.” She could barely stutter out the words. I tore off a piece of duct tape and sealed it over her mouth, I enjoyed the break from her cries. I rubbed her long hair and bent down to whisper in her ear.
“We’re going to have a lot of fun princess, just relax.”
I had hold of Emily’s wrists, I put the nylon band on, pulling it tight so there was no way she could get out. Her lips were trembling, and the tears streaked down her cheeks as I put the tape over her mouth.
Monique’s whole body shook as I put the plastic around her wrists. I reached around her and cupped her breasts through the cheerleading outfit, they weren’t huge, but even through the fabric I could tell they were perfectly formed, and so young and taut. I pressed my hips into her back. I could hear her whimper louder as my hard cock touched her body. I cut another piece of tape and pressed it tight over her mouth.
“It’s time for you to meet up with Tara and Lisa again, they’re in the back of the truck.” I helped Monique from her knees and started leading her out of the cage toward my truck. I let the tailgate down, then lifted up the cover on the bed. After the initial period of squinting against the lights, I loved the look of shock on Tara and Lisa’s face as they saw Monique there, the tape over her mouth and her hands bound behind her back.
“I told you I’d go pick up your friends, I’ll get Jayme and Emily in a second.” I put my hand up between Monique’s legs, I could feel the gentle bulge of her sex as I lifted her up into the bed. I helped her into position next to Lisa.
Stepping back, I loved the way the three looked laid out in the back of the truck. I wrapped a tie around Monique’s ankles so she couldn’t hope of getting away. I loved the way their bodies twitched uncontrollably in fear.
“Let me go get your friends and we’ll get out of here.” I hopped off the tailgate and went to get Jayme and Emily. They were still on their knees, their big eyes followed my every move. I helped them up and held their elbows tight, I pushed them towards the truck, my dick was about to explode. I was tempted as hell to just take one of them there, to drop those cute little panties and ram home, but even though I knew nobody would come in, I thought it wiser to get them to my house, then I could have all my fun in the privacy of my own place.
It was kind of a tight fit to get all 5 girls into the back of the bed. I’d debated whether I should put a blanket over them or let them feel the chill of the night air, in the end I decided to keep them a little warm, I tossed an old blanket over top of the three writhing girls.
I stood there looking down on them.
“Don’t worry girls, we should be home in about 10 minutes. Believe me, I can’t wait.” I couldn’t stop smiling. My brain was racing, all the things I’d ever fantasized about, now I was going to make it happen. I’d experimented a little with BDSM, I had a few girlfriends over the years that liked to be tied up, but it was all a game, they didn’t really get into it the way I’d wanted too, that was all going to change now. I had five slaves to do with as I pleased.
I shut the lid on the bed of the truck and slammed the tailgate shut. I couldn’t wait to get home.
I went through the shop one more time. I made sure that there were no sign that would make the girls’ presence known. I took a look at the pit to make sure there was nothing on the floor, or that they wrote notes on the walls. It took awhile, I thought my dick was going to explode, but I just wanted to make sure. When I finally climbed up in the cab I was dying. I couldn’t even stroke myself through my pants, I knew if I did I’d cream my shorts, and I wanted to save all my cum for my new prizes.
The ride home was terrible. I wished the miles would melt away, it felt like I was high, there was so much excitement and adrenaline running through my body I almost felt sick. When I finally pulled my truck into the garage I had to just sit there for a second, I couldn’t believe what I’d done, I’d kidnapped 5 girls, and soon, I was going to rape them all and keep them as my slaves. I should have felt guilty, but you know, I didn’t.
When I got out of the truck I thought about getting the girls right then, but instead I went into the house. My two dogs were on me the moment I got through the door. I suppose they were a little anxious, I was a couple hours late feeding them. They were good boys, two big black labs. I’d got them both as puppies, and now, at 2 and a half they each weighed over 110lbs. Spike was the alpha dog between the two, and Shadow followed along obediently wherever he went.
I didn’t bother trying to make anything up for them. I’d grilled up a couple steaks the night before for myself, I figured what the hell, I’d treat the boys to that, and then I could get my dick in Monique a lot sooner, since I’d decided on her. There was just something about her, the way she moved. There was an endearing nervousness that turned me on, I can’t explain it.
After I’d dealt with the dogs it was off to my new prizes. I loved the way the five pairs of eyes followed my every move. With their hands and legs bound I had to slide the girls out one by one from the truck. First I put Tara over my shoulder and carried her down into the basement. I could hear her trying to beg, but the tape did an effective job of muffling anything she tried to say.
I carried Tara down the stairs, and then took her off into the unfinished side of the basement. I had a good 1500 sq ft of space, I’d debated for years what to do with it, but now it was perfect, I knew I was going to build my own dungeon to keep my pets.
I set Tara down on the floor. At first I was going to put her in one of the cages, but then I decided that the girls probably needed to use the bathroom.
“Now Tara, don’t think about doing anything stupid, if you girls behave, you’ll be all right. Do you understand?” The terrified girl nodded her head.
“I’m going to put you in the bathroom and then get your friends. I’m going to untie you, be smart, don’t do anything stupid.” I cut the nylon bands on her wrists and ankles. There was a bathroom on the unfinished side of the basement, obviously the previous owners had planned to finish off the apace, but never got around to it, just like me.
I shut the door and left Tara inside. I was able to make sure she couldn’t get out by wedging the door shut. Only three more to go…
I was pretty damn tired by the time I got Jayme, Lisa and Emily into the basement. I left them all locked in the bathroom when I went to get Monique. I’m sure the later arriving girls might have liked some privacy when they used the toilet, but I wanted to get them all used to having no more rights but what I gave them.
Unlike the other girls I got Monique out of the truck and carried her into my bedroom. The dogs were barking and yelping at her as I carried her into my room, but they meant no harm. I laid Monique down on the bed and then got the dogs out. Seeing her there, bound as she was, I desperately wanted to fuck her, but I had to take care of the other girls first.
I grabbed the sleeping bag and blanket from the truck and carried it down into the basement. I was pleased to see that none of the girls had taken the tape from their mouths when I left them alone in the bathroom.
“Did you all take care of your business?” I could see the tears streaming down their cheeks.
“Come on.” I stood back and pointed the girls toward one of the kennels, they were for pretty big dogs, so they were about 6′ tall, maybe 6-7′ deep, and about 5′ wide. I knew the chain link was connected well, it could handle 150lb danes beating against it, and I knew it could handle my new pets too.
I tossed the blanket and sleeping bag into the cage in preparation for the girls.
“Go on, get in there.” I could hear them sobbing louder as they got in the cage.
“I’ll bring you down some water and something to eat in a few. You can take off the tape, though I don’t want to hear any of your bitching.” There was a part of me, something deep down that made me feel bad about taking the girls, but with the aching in my balls, I knew my guilty conscience wasn’t going to win out.
I filled a couple gallon jugs full of water, then grabbed a bunch of granola bars and some apples for the girls. I knew they’d be fine until morning. The sleeping bag and blanket were big, I knew they’d have to huddle together, but that kind of turned me on anyway.
Tara started to say something when I dropped off the food and water, but I only had to put my finger to my lip and she shut up.
“Have a good night sleep girls. I’ll check on you in the morning, then we can get to know each other a lot better.” I left one of the lights on across the way, I thought it would be a little too cruel to leave them completely in the dark. I made up a little dinner for myself and Monique. Nothing flashy, just some chicken and a salad, though I am a pretty damn good cook this was something just to tide us over.
Monique started whimpering when I walked in the door. I set the tray of food next to her on the bed, but I wasn’t going to release her hands just yet. I lay next to her, I got close, I could feel her try to wiggle away, but there wasn’t much she could do.
“So, are you hungry?” I could see her nod ever so slightly, her eyes were wide and locked on me. I ripped the tape from her mouth, she wailed out when I did, twisting her head side to side from the pain. She started to say something, but I silenced her immediately.
“You will do as I say, without hesitation. You won’t speak unless I tell you to, and you won’t do anything unless I tell you to. If you behave, I’ll treat you well.” She started to cry as I grabbed her breast, I softly massaged her mound through the fabric.
“Do you want something to eat?” She nodded. I grabbed a couple pillows and propped her up.
I took a forkful of salad and brought it to her lips, I gave her a bite, then one to myself. “When I have you trained, you’ll feed me.” I gave her a shot of juice, she drank it down greedily.
I enjoyed having control over her, even if it was just feeding her. I slid my hand up under her short skirt and ran my fingers over the bulge of her pussy. I didn’t slide my hand inside her clothes, not yet at least. I knew that after I fed her I wanted to make her strip for me. I’d already formulated at least some of my plan. I loved the way I could feel her muscles tense as I moved my hand over her skin.
When we’d finished the salad, I rolled Monique over onto her belly. I cut the straps from her wrists and ankles, though she didn’t try to even move when she was free.
“Get up, go use the bathroom, you’ve got 20 minutes. Don’t think about doing anything stupid, got it?” I grabbed her by the scruff of her neck and lifted her head up so she was looking me in the eyes.
Understand?” Terrified she nodded.
“Good, get into the bathroom, make yourself look good.” It didn’t matter, she was naturally beautiful, and the fear, that was what had me so horny I couldn’t even stand it.
The time seemed to pass so slow, I stared at the clock for about five minutes, but it felt like time was moving backwards. Finally I started cleaning up the place, I locked the phone in the end table, and hid away anything that my new pet could use to escape. I still had a lot of work before I could do the things I wanted to with my slaves in the house, but I’d have fun tonight, that’s for sure.
I could hear her crying when I knocked at the bathroom door.
“Time to earn your keep baby.” It was a little crude to say, but I was desperate, I couldn’t wait anymore. I opened the door, Monique was cowering in the corner of the bathroom.
I’d already taken the liberty of stripping, and I loved the way her eyes focused on my prominent erection.
“Get out here slut.” I motioned her toward me with my finger. The girl’s whole body shuddered as she got to her feet. I thought she’d collapse to the ground the way her knees buckled.
I sat on the edge of the bed and took in the glorious sight of my new pet. I pointed to the floor in front of me.
“Strip for me cunt.” Monique’s hands shook so bad I didn’t know if she’d be able to manage the act of stripping, but I was going to eat up her struggles.
“Pllleeeeasssse Mister.” I think she was surprised how fast I moved, I was up and slapped her hard across the face before she even knew what happened. I grabbed a handful of her beautiful blonde hair and arched her head back so I loomed over her.
“I said strip for me slut. Don’t ever talk back to me. If you don’t strip, I’ll do it for you, and I’ll tell you this, you’ll wish you’d obeyed me.” I let go of her hair and sat back on the edge of the bed. My heart was beating so fast, the adrenaline was flooding through my bloodstream. I can’t explain the feeling, but I loved it. My prick throbbed in pure excitement.
Monique was crying as she started pulling down the zipper on her little cheerleading vest. What makeup she had left streaked down her cheeks. Part of me wished I had a camera set up, but the truth is I don’t think I’d ever forget the image of her there.
Monique twisted her body out of the little vest. She pulled her skin tight shirt out of the band of her waist. I could tell she had nice breasts, nothing huge, but definitely nice, and firm.
Her stomach rippled in convulsions as she lifted the shirt up over her head. She tried to cross her arms over her sports bra, but I could already tell by what I saw, that I was going to have a great time with this girl.
I needed only to point at her little skirt to get her moving again after she’d hesitated, she undid the clasp and let the fabric fall around her ankles, leaving her standing there in her little blue outer panties.
“Come on, get it off!” Monique tried to delay all she could, but even she knew it was inevitable. She slid the outer panties over her hips till she was standing there in only her bra, and her cute sport panties.
I shifted my body as if I was going to stand, Monique yelped and jumped back a few inches. Before I had to say anything, she started lifting her bra over her head. She tried to hold it over her chest for an instant, but then thought better of it and let it fall to the floor.
I couldn’t help but smile, I’m sure it made her all the more nervous, but I didn’t care, I just knew I needed my cock in her mouth before I shot my load on the floor.
Monique’s hands trembled so bad I didn’t think she’d be able to get her panties to the floor, but she inched it down her thighs. When I saw her smooth, shaved mound I was in heaven. She jerked away as I got to my feet and moved toward her.
“On your knees!” I grabbed her by the neck and forced her to the floor. “Suck my dick slut!” I forced the head of my cock to her lips. I grabbed a clump of her hair in my hands and twisted till she screamed. “I said suck my cock cunt!”
I almost blew as I forced my prick in between her tight moist lips. I heard her gag as I forced all 8″ of my dick down her throat. I felt her tongue moving over the bottom of my shaft involuntarily as she struggled for breath. I clamped my hands on the back of her head and held her on me till I thought she was going to pass out.
I only pulled out for an instant, long enough for her to gasp for breath before I slammed my hips forward and made her swallow me again. I knew I wasn’t going to last long, but I wanted to get a couple good thrusts in before I blew in her mouth. I felt her hands at my hips trying to push me away, but with the urgency I felt to cum, nothing was going to keep me from having my prick deep in her sweet little mouth.
I felt it deep in my loins. I’ve never felt my balls contract like that. I felt the cum shoot from my dick, and it kept coming, my balls pulsed and shot a huge load deep in Monique’s throat. I could hear her gagging as I held the back of her head tight, forcing her to take my whole length in her mouth. I didn’t think it would ever stop, my balls jerked and squeezed more cum out, I bellowed out in a primal roar. I kept cumming so much it hurt.
After what seemed like an eternity I knew I’d spent my load. I looked down at my new prize as I eased my rampant cock from her mouth. I could see the cum seeping around her lips, and she started to cough up my seed.
“Swallow it slut, swallow it!” I arched her head back as she gasped for breath. “Swallow it down cunt!” I saw her big hazel eyes looking up at me, pleading, begging me to stop, but there was something animal in my need to see her drink all my sperm down.
I let go of Monique’s hair and let her collapse to the floor after she’d desperately swallowed all my cum. She lay in a heap sobbing as I went to the bathroom to get a drink of water. My balls still tingled.
Monique was still lying on the floor, in the midst of her cute little outfit, when I came back into the bedroom. I had to lift her off the ground and onto the bed.
“Get on your knees!” Monique pushed her ass into the air and got to her knees. I grabbed for her wrists and pulled them back to her ankles, spreading her legs wider I duct taped her wrists to her ankles, her face was forced down into the mattress. I pulled off her shoes and socks and left her like that. I loved the way her hair cascaded over her head and spread out on the bed.
I laid down on the bed next to Monique’s head, she turned to face me, I could see the tears streaming down her cheeks. I pushed the hair out of her face.
“How’d you like that slut? Have you ever given a blow job before?” I saw her nod in abject humiliation. “Tell me, do you like the taste of cum?” I watched her close her eyes and stutter out the word no.
“Well, you’d better get used to it.” I reached up under her body and pinched her nipple between my fingers.
“Have you ever had vaginal sex Monique?” When I heard her sobbing I knew the answer was no, and she knew I was going to pop her cherry soon.
“How about masturbation?” I didn’t hear her response, but I didn’t much care.
“Well, I’m going to make you cum Monique, you’ve been a good girl.” I got up from the bed and walked to my dresser. I’ve always loved seeing women orgasm, so one of the toys I’d picked up over the years was a Magic Wand vibrator.
Monique did what she could to watch me after I plugged in the vibrator. I had the G-Spot attachment too, but I didn’t think I’d need it, not tonight at least.
I heard her whimpering when I flipped the switch and the vibrator started going. I heard her squeak as I pressed the head of the vibrator into the folds of her sex.
“How do you like that?” I saw Monique’s legs start to shudder as I moved the head of the vibrator up and down over her sex, her whole body convulsed when I touched the vibrator to her clit.
“Please…stop…please…” I didn’t listen to her words, I pressed the head against her clit and gently spread her labia with my fingers. I moved my fingers over her sensitive flesh, I could already feel the moisture spreading from her pussy.
I flipped the switch on the vibrator to high and pushed it harder against Monique’s clit, I could hear her cries growing louder.
“That’s it slut.” I got between her legs and let my tongue dart into her sex. I licked her, spreading her young flesh wide, tasting the pink as I held the vibrator to her clit.
Monique’s legs started to shake, I could see her tits jiggling. I loved the mixture of want, and disgust in her movements. I could see her hips gyrating, pushing back onto my tongue, rubbing against the vibrator’s head as she cried out, begging me to stop.
I forced a finger into her pussy, not deep, just enough to tease her body.
“That’s it cunt, fuck me, fuck my finger.” I could hear her start to pant, her nipples were hard and I pushed the head of the vibrator against her breast, she involuntarily groaned.
I slid my finger from Monique’s snatch, it was wet with her juices. I forced my mouth over her pussy and started delving my tongue into her body and over her clit.
I could hear her moaning louder. With my hands free I reached up under her body and grasped her breasts, I twisted and molded her flesh in my hands, driving her on.
“That’s it slut, cum for me!” I sucked on her clit, nibbling on the hard little bud with my teeth. I could feel her hips moving, I knew she was about to cum. I swabbed my tongue over her labia, pushing her to the edge, I wanted to hear her scream out.
“STOP, STOP, Please, stop!!!” I could hear the desperation in her voice, but that only drove me on further. I could hear her panting, her cries were like the screech of an animal, the muscles of her thighs convulsed as she arched her head up and screamed.
I bit down on her clit, not hard enough to do damage, but enough so she could feel it.
“Cum for me slut, cum for me!” Monique wailed, her whole body trembled, I could see her leg muscles spasming…
I didn’t even wait for her body to stop reacting. I pushed the vibrator against her clit again.
“God no, please, please, stop, please!!!” I know her pleas were sincere, but I wanted to make her cum again.
“Come on slut, I’m going to make you cum again.” I milked Monique’s breast, squeezing it like an udder as I moved the vibrator up and down over her labia. Her nipples were hard, and I loved the way they felt as I pinched them, making her scream in pain.
“Cum for me cunt.” I let go of her tit and forced my finger into her pussy, not deep, but enough to make her moan. Her body was covered in a sheen of perspiration, it was gorgeous. I loved the way her tight little pussy throbbed under my touch, contracting, squeezing me. The vibrator buzzed against her clit and I knew she was about to cum again.
With my finger in her pussy and the vibrator on her clit I moved my tongue over her engorged labia. She tried to jerk away but there was nothing she could do. I could hear her panting, gasping for breath as she was about to orgasm again.
“Please, please, please…” I drove my tongue between her labia while I pinched her clit hard. I still had the vibrator forced against her body.
I’ve never seen a girl’s body react like hers did to an orgasm, Monique screamed as her legs bucked, I thought she’d fall off the bed the way they contracted so hard. I could hear the duct tape making little cracking sounds as every muscle in her body convulsed.
“That’s it slut, cum for me, cum for me!” I ran the vibrator up and down over the length of her sex, with particular attention to her clit. She screamed like mad, I could tell there was a part, deep down, that liked it.
Monique was still moaning when I got off the bed, I hurried to the closet and pulled out a leather belt. It was an old and well worn belt, but I knew it would do the job. It was a good inch and a half wide and I doubled it over so I’d have better control.
I don’t even know if Monique saw me approaching, her body was writhing, I could see her forcing her chest down, rubbing her nipples against the bed spread. I don’t know if she even heard the swish through the air, but I know she felt it when the leather struck her engorged labia. I would have loved to see her eyes go wide when she felt the bite of the belt, but I was too busy bringing it down again, almost in the exact spot as before. I heard her high pitched scream echo through the room as I kept bringing the belt down on her body, I didn’t want to whip her too much, I just wanted Monique to feel the bite of the leather on her hypersensitive flesh. The sound of the belt on her skin was pushing me over the edge, I wanted to beat her more with the belt, but I couldn’t hold out much longer.
I rolled Monique over onto her back. The way her wrists were taped to her ankles it spread her legs nicely. I brought the belt down on her tits a few times, I caught her hard little clit dead on with the belt, raising desperate screams.
I tossed the belt aside and climbed on Monique’s body, my dick was hard and I was ready to blow again. She was still wailing in pain from the belt when I slammed my prick into her virgin cunt. I could feel her stomach muscles contract under mine. I drove my dick all the way inside her, till I felt my balls slap against her ass. I loved the way I could feel her thighs against my hips. I grabbed for her hair and clamped my mouth down on hers. There was nothing she could do, I slammed into her again and again, I couldn’t help it, I wanted to hurt her as I fucked her. I knew she’d remember her first time forever.
I knew I was about to cum so I buried my prick full in her pussy. I felt the sperm flood her, my balls contracted, it was almost painful as I pumped her full of my cum, though I can’t tell you how good it felt. I could feel her breasts crushed against my chest, I could feel her body shudder as she sobbed.
I don’t know how long I laid there on top of her, my dick still hard and buried in the soft warmth of her pussy. I whispered into her ear.
“God you’ve got some kind of tight pussy. We’re going to have a good time.” I rolled off Monique. I ran my hand over her belly, and over her pussy, my semen dribbled out of her little cunt. Her hair was disheveled, her body was covered in sweat, makeup was streaked over her face, and I could still see her little pussy throbbing and twitching. The red marks where I’d laid the belt down on her tits were still visible.
With a knife and cut Monique’s wrists and ankles free. Her legs flopped down on the bed, splayed wide.
I ran my fingers over her swollen sex, I could hear her moan as I slid my finger into her pussy.
“We’re going to have a lot of fun babe. I’m going to fuck that pussy of yours everyday, and I’m going to make you masturbate for me, I love seeing you cum.” I couldn’t wait to get on the net and drop a couple thousand dollars on sex toys and bondage gear, but I’d wait till the next day for that.
“Get up, go into the bathroom, clean up, take a shower if you want, then we’ll go to bed.” I ran my hand over the inside of her thighs. “Do you want anything more to eat, or drink?” She seemed to disenheartened to react much, but I saw her nod softly no.
“Go, get in the bathroom!” I loved the way she moved. Even with the pain and humiliation she felt, she had a certain grace in her movements. She had the most beautiful legs, long, thin, gorgeous!
I went down and got a glass of water and some snacks, I needed to take care of my girl. When I got back up into my room, I could hear the shower running, I was pretty sure I could hear her crying.
I felt a little tingle in my balls when thought about the girls down in the basement. I wondered if any of them had got to sleep yet? Really, it didn’t matter, the longer they stayed up, the more ready they were going to be when I started in on them. I still couldn’t believe it was all happening. When I woke up this morning, I never would have thought, hell, dreamed, that these 5 gorgeous teens would enter my life.
I heard the shower stop running, I couldn’t wait for my girl to get out of the bathroom. I didn’t have any more plans for her tonight, just to get some sleep, but I couldn’t wait to get her in the bed next to me.
After about 5 minutes I started to get impatient.
“Hey slut, hurry up, get your ass out here!” I heard her sob just a little louder, then I heard the door open. I was already on the bed, I had the sheets pulled back waiting for her.
“God you’re a beautiful little whore.” Monique had her hands crossed over her chest, and the palm of her hand trying to cover up her sex.
“No slut, arms at your side, never try to cover yourself from me, do you understand?” She nodded, a resigned, hopeless nod. Her hair was still wet from the shower, her nipples were hard and her breasts were absolutely gorgeous.
“Come here, get in bed.” I motioned her over to me.
“Please…” I put my finger to my lip and she went silent. Instinctively she tried to cover herself again, but then I could tell she remembered and dropped her hands to her sides.
“Good girl.” She sat on the edge of the bed. I grabbed for her elbow and pulled her onto the bed. She yelped as I twisted her arm, but I got her on her back.
“Give me your wrists!” She looked up to me with her wide hazel eyes.
“Relax I just need to tie your wrists and ankles, then we can go to bed.” I took her wrists in my hand, I could easily hold them in one palm, I looped rope around one wrist, then pulled it around her other wrist, snugging them together so she couldn’t get away. I didn’t pull it too tight, just enough so it wouldn’t come lose.
“Pick up your legs…” I could have crawled to the foot of the bed, but I wanted to see how flexible she was. Monique kicked up her legs until they were perpendicular to her body, I grabbed the back of her thighs and forced her legs down till her knees touched her breasts.
“Hold your legs like that.” I looped more rope around her ankles till I knew she wouldn’t be able to work it free.
“You can put them down.” I lay down next to her, I could feel Monique try to move away.
“Don’t move away from me, ever, I own you now. Let’s get some sleep.” I pulled the covers up over top of us. I could feel her body shaking as I put my arm over top of her breasts. I whispered in her ear.
“We’re going to have a lot of fun together Monique, just behave, and I’ll treat you right.” I flipped the lights off and closed my eyes resting my head on her shoulder. I could feel her heart beating, I knew she was uncomfortable with me holding her, but I didn’t care. My mind was filled with all the things I needed to do. I needed to get the house in order and ready for my new cadre of slaves. I couldn’t wait to get online and buy all the toys I was going to need. I could feel my dick getting hard and bulging against Monique’s thigh as I faded off to sleep easily.

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Daniels Revenge Part 2

Daniels Revenge Part 2
Karen was motionless as she recovered from her orgasm.
The voice taunting her about her bodys’ vulnerabilty to stimulation and that she would be having more orgasms.
That despised her to no end. This monster!! Taking advantage of her in that way! She knew it was only natural for her body to react to the vibrator in that way. She knew she was being raped. But how can it be that this fiend could want it to be pleasurable for her.
“Coward!” she thought to herself.
Once again she heard movement from behind her. What could possibly happen next?
Daniel moved back to the table. He silently laughed to himself. He had made Karen cum in no time at all. He had given her pleasure now it was time for the pain.
He picked up the harness from the table. Attached to it was a 10 inch long and soda can thick dildo. He buckled the harness around his waist and tightened it so that it would not slip down.
He turned around to see Karen struggling slightly against her restraints. She was trying not to bring attention to herself.
That did make him laugh out loud. His laugh metallic because of the synthesizer, scared Karen because she knew she had been caught.
“Listen to me very closely” Daniel started saying ” the next part of our day is now starting. Please feel free to scream as loudly as you want. This will hurt. But it wont kill you”
Karen cried out sobbing “please dont hurt me. I’ll do anything you want.”
Daniel thought to himself “Can you give me back my heart?”
“I AM going to do anything I want” Daniel said.
Karen realized that he was right. Again she tried, without success, to struggle against her bindings. It was to no avail.
As she was struggling she felt the pressence of her captor behind her. And the hardness of the dildo attached to the man. Daniel hit the small of Karens’ back with the length of the dildo.
She felt its weight and size and shuddered. It caused her to fight violently against her restraints.
Karen was crying in earnest now. She was scared. She felt the large rubber dong smack her ass again. A hand now grabbed a handful of her long curly brown hair and wretched her head back to her attackers head.
Daniel whispered to her “Fuck you bitch” and let her hair go.
Karens head fell forward and rested in her outstretched arms.
Sobs came from mouth.. “Please, I beg you! Dont do this.”
Daniels’ response was to spread her ass cheeks apart and lick her tiny asshole.
Karen shook as the tongue probed her asshole. The tongue slowly drawing circles around the pink hole. Daniel prodded his tongue into her now wet ass. It was so tight. He knew this was gonna hurt and hurt badly.
Daniel withdrew his face and tongue from Karens’ ass.
Karen felt the head of the giant dildo press against small opening of her ass. She could feel a cold slimy liquid dripping down the crack of her ass.
“Dont do this! Please, I beg of you” Karen cried. Tears streaming out of her eyes into the blindfold.
The response of her attacker was more pain than she had ever felt before and that included giving birth to Angela.
Daniel grabbed Karens’ hips as he nudged his dildos’ head against her pink asshole. Karens’ pleas and begging infuriated Daniel. She hadnt listened to his pleas long ago.
Karen let out a blood curddling scream. She felt the large intruder rip through her puckered asshole fast and hard. The pain caused more tears to flow and more screams.
Daniel smiled as he heard Karen scream. He looked down as the cock was buried about 5 inches in to her ass. He pulled Karens hips back into the mammoth cock to take its full length.
Karen was seeing stars as she felt the cock go deeper into her ass. She knew she was screaming but couldnt hear herself. The pain was excrutiating. She felt the cock being slowly withdrawn from the depths of her ass. She felt relief as the cocks head was pulled back to just inside the opening of her asshole.
Without warning, the dildo was rammed to its base back into her ass. Karen felt the air leave her lungs. She couldnt scream.
Daniel started fucking Karen as hard as he could muster. Long deep strokes. All resistance had left Karen. Her head was limp in her arms.
Daniel stopped fucking Karens’ ass after a minute or two. He had done his damage for the time being. She was sobbing. Mumbling “no, please stop. It hurts”
Daniel pulled the large cock out of her ass. Looking down as he pulled the last inches out, he noticed the cock was no longer skin toned in color but a mixture of brown and red. The large head plopped out.
Daniel walked over to the table and unhooked the harness. He let it drop to the floor.
Karen heard it fall to the ground even through her sobs. It was a loud thud that brought her out of her dizziness. Her ass was hurt. She felt the air hit her opened hole as soon as the giant cock was pulled out. She felt the ooze coming out of her still gaping asshole. She tried to close her hole with her sphincter muscles but it hurt too bad.
“This is going to be cold” she heard that damned metallic voice say.
With that, she felt the wetness of a towel wiping her lower body down.
She felt the towel wipe clean her ass and legs.
Daniel cleaned her up. Her ass was a mess. He had caused her only a fraction of the pain she caused him. But he cleaned her.
When he was done cleaning, he looked down. She was clean and her asshole was only slightly gaped.
Daniel lowered his head and lightly kissed her ass cheek.
Karen didnt say a word but her only thought was……..
“What the Fuck!”

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College with Ben

I pulled into the parking lot and got out. I could already see Ben waiting for me by the entrance. He went to a State school a short drive from my own university. We’d met on myspace and chatted on AIM. He was gay, I was bi and curious. I was going to strip for him.
He led me to his room while we chatted idly about school and classes and stuff. He led me to his room then shut and locked the door. There were papers everywhere, musical notes and scales. He was a music-education major, and a talented one from what he told me. There was a bed off to the left, a futon in the middle and a desk on the right side of his small room.
He hit a few buttons on his sound system and music began to play. It was “I’m N Luv,” by T-Pain, not what you’d expect from a classically schooled student. I began to swivel my hips to the music as best I could. I’m not the most rhythmically gifted of people. He spun his desk chair around to the middle of the room and slouched back in it, grinning.
“I’m not a very good dancer,” I told him.
“That’s ok, just have some fun.”
I started gyrating a bit quicker and unbuttoned my shirt, letting the sides fall, revealing my smooth chest, and skinny, but muscled frame. At 5’10 and 140 pounds, I didn’t pack a lot of muscle onto my body, but there was absolutely no fat.
I slid it off my arms and let it fall to the floor, running my hands through my hair and enjoying the stare I was now drawing. I undid my belt buckle and coolly slid it out, folding it in half and lightly smacking my ass and chest with it. My jeans sagged to reveal a thin stripe of boxers.
I undid them and unzipped, then turned around and let them slowly fall down as I swayed with the music. When they reached my ankles, I kicked them off to the side and hooked two thumbs inside the waistband of my boxers. Standing with my side to them, I slid them down, revealing my hip and the side of my leg.
Finally, I was bent over, and they too were around my ankles. I’d managed to keep my cock hidden behind my arm. I tossed them aside and slowly stood to reveal myself. I ended with my fingers interlaced behind my head, legs spread, and cock sticking 6 and a half inches straight up.
He applauded and turned the CD player off while I gathered my clothes in a pile by the door and left them there.
“Want me to show you a few things?” I asked him. We were both into bondage and had spoken about it frequently online.
“Sure,” he handed me a spool of rope.
“Give me your arms,” I said. He held them together. “This is one of the most basic ties,” but its pretty versatile. I wound the rope around his wrists in a basic cinch. “Try and get out.” He struggled for a few minutes, but was unable to free himself. I untied him.
“Want to try it on me?”
“Sure.”
“K, hands in front or behind?”
“Behind,” he replied grinning.
I turned my back to him and put my wrists together. Every so often his hands brushed my ass as he wound them the way I’d showed him. After a few minutes, I felt the rope tighten. “Done,” he said and stepped back.
I twisted and pulled at the bonds with no luck. In a last ditch effort, I tried to slip my hands around the front, to no avail.
“Mmmm, he said, watching me struggle,” my heart fluttered at the sound of his arousal. He walked forward and lightly ran a hand up my back. I arched at his touch, bringing my cock several inches closer to him. At 6.5 inches, it was rock hard. He looked down and smiled. “Wanna try a few more rope things?” he asked me.
“Sure, like what?”
“Why don’t I show you?” he said in a tone that made me blush. He ran his eyes up and down me for a long while before getting some more rope. He produced a bar, like a broomstick, with holes drilled in either side, about four feet long. After tying my legs to either side, spreading me, he lowered me to the floor on my knees.
I inhaled sharply, knowing the implications of this position, but obediently stayed there as he grabbed still more rope. I felt him wrap a loop around my wrists, and start sliding it up. “Oh god,” I gasped as he tightened it around my elbows, forcing my chest out, and completely restricting all movement in my arms. He moved away once more, and I struggled against it. There was absolutely nothing I could do, I was stuck in this position until he decided to let me out.
The thought both frightened and exhilarated me. He looped a rope around each of my ankles, and tied them loosely to my elbow bonds. He did something else that I couldn’t quite figure out.
I let out a yelp as I almost fell forwards, then another as it happened again. He was toying with me. He did it a third time, and it took everything I had to stay upright. A fourth, and I teetered on my knees for a moment, then, slowly, inevitably toppled forward. I braced myself for the impact, but something unexpected happened. I fell slower than I thought, but as I did, the hogtie tightened. When I finally crashed to the ground, my wrists and ankles were being pulled up towards the ceiling, my back arched uncomfortably. I had absolutely no movement, aside from my head.
He pinched my ass hard, causing me to yelp, but there was nothing I could do about it. I felt him slide a collar around my neck, with D-rings at the front, back and both sides. He tied a rope to the D-ring in the back, and let it hand. I felt him fiddling around beneath me, and my mouth opened in shock as I realized what was happening. He’d tightened a noose around my balls. He ran that rope around the wooden spreader to the one coming from my neck, until I had to keep my head back to keep from pulling on my testicles.
“How’s it feel?” he asked me.
“Tight,” I replied honestly.
He sat down in front of me, spread legged and laid my hed on his lap. I gritted my teeth at the pain in my balls. I could feel his hard cock, even through his thick jeans.
“Aww, poor baby,” he cooed. He looped his finger around the front ring and pulled forward.
“Oh god, god no,” I begged as the noose tightened further.
“What’s that?” He stopped but didn’t push me back.
“Please stop, please.”
“What’s in it for me?” He pulled me up even further. It was agony for my balls. I pressed my head down and kissed his cock. He smiled. “That’s a nice start.” I managed to get my teeth on the zipper and pulled it down. With nothing else I could do, I simply buried my head in his crotch, trying to find his dick. I managed to get my tongue on the very base of it, but nothing more.
At this point I was incredibly horny, in spite of the aches that were present across my body. I wanted nothing more than to see his manhood. He obliged me, by standing and stripping. I drooled on the floor as he revealed it. Seven inches and cut. It looked delicious.
He sat back down, holding it an inch away. I tried to inch forward, but winced in pain. “You’ve got to really want it,” he told me. Hungrily I lunged forward, this time able to get my tongue on the very tip. A few minutes more of struggling, and I finally had it in my mouth. His precum was dripping down on my tongue, it was salty and bitter, but I was so turned on at this point that I didn’t care. I started bobbing up and down like I’d seen in porn. His moans indicated that I was at least on the right track.
He didn’t seem to want or need me to go any deeper, so I concentrated on moving my lips and tongue over his head. After several minutes, he started to thrust into my mouth. I did what I could to keep pleasuring him, but let him take over. He grabbed my head and pulled me down, once again torturing my balls/ I didn’t care, taking in the pleasure of having his dick sliding in and out of my mouth. It was soaking wet and drool was everywhere.
“Ever taste cum?” he asked me slowing for a minute. Dick in mouth, I shook my head no.
“You’re about to. I’ve been holding off on masturbating for a few days just for you.” He resumed his pace. I could feel his dick swelling in my mouth, ready to burst. The first stream hit me with a shock, my face contorted at the bitterness, but I didn’t try to pull away. He filled my mouth with stream after stream. There was so much, it started to dribble out onto the floor. After several seconds, he pulled away and let me swallow. It was tough to force it down my throat, but I was more than willing to do it for him.
When he was finished, he got up and cut the rope that bound me to the ceiling, and loosened the spreader bar and the rope around my nuts, though he left the one tied to the collar as a leash. I breathed a sigh of relief when he cut away my other bonds, leaving only the one around my wrists. My elbows and back were sore from the difficult position.
To my shock, he yanked on my leash, leading me out the door and into the hall, locking it behind him.

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I Need A Daddy

Estelle was sitting alone at the bar as she studied her surroundings, the soft beat of a 90’s pop song thumping in the background. Her attire consisted of an extremely low-cut, black dress and a pair of black stilettos adorning her feet. Acrid smoke filled the air as her gaze grazed over the numerous clusters on the dance floor before landing on the lone man in the corner who was staring at her intently.
His cold gray eyes surrounded by crow’s feet and graying locks instantly reminded her of her father. With just the idea of someone looking familiar to her father, Estelle felt a warmth beginning in the belly of her being, a soft tingle resonating in her body. Her father was definitely not a looker, but she had always had a significant crush on her father. In fact, she couldn’t remember a time when she didn’t want to have her father’s hot cock pummeling her young, tight pussy.
Beneath her dress, Estelle could feel her large nipples hardening on her small breasts. The stranger from across the room could see the small shadows of her hard nubs. His body responded by making his semi-erect cock twitch.
The strange gentleman stood from his cramped table and made his way to the black-haired Estelle with confidence. “Good evening pretty lady,” he began when he settled his bottom in the chair next to his new female companion. “Do you mind sharing the night together?”
Such a straight forward approach made Estelle’s eyes bulge, her lids pulling back fully in shock. He didn’t want to know about her past? She didn’t have to talk about her job? No grilling about why she was wearing such revealing clothes? Not looking a gift horse in the mouth, Estelle agreed to his suggestion.
“..but don’t you want to know my name? Or tell me yours?”
The gentleman shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly then turned to the barmaid and ordered another round of vodka for Estelle.
“I’m Charlie by the way,” he said while his eyes looked up and down her body from up close, his eyes pausing over her deep cleavage, the sides of her tits bulging out of the arm hole. The obscene staring, along with his unusual resemblance to her father, made Estelle’s nipples tingle.
“Estelle,” she answered pertly before sipping her drink. Interesting, she thought as he drew a gulp from his now-full glass.
“I’m in town visiting a couple friends, so I have a very nice hotel room,” Charlie proposed simply. “I have toys and a video to add to the fun. If those aren’t enough to keep us entertained, I’m sure you wouldn’t mind being a slut in front of a camera.”
His blunt words plunged her into a silence, a throaty cough clearing the shock from her brain. If this stranger was going to be so blunt, so was she. “To be honest,” she started impishly, “I have no need for any of that as long as I have the ability to role play. I wouldn’t mind having a porno rolling as I’m teasing or sucking your cock to get you ready for sex, but that’s only if you want it.”
Charlie’s brow curled up with interest, lazily begging her for what sort of role play she had in mind. So she continued, “I have a great interest in father/daughter role play, though I promise you that I have never done it.”
With the last word falling off the tip of her tongue, Estelle drained the remains of her glass and asked her companion if he was ready to go. Their clicking footsteps left Charlie’s glass of vodka on the bar top.
Broken mirrors glinted in the night as the couple traveled down an alleyway, Charlie’s hand softly squeezing and slapping her ass as they went. Within a few minutes and a couple of blocks, the hotel he was staying at loomed before them with grand haze of gold and white.
The room was neatly organized, the bed promptly made with perfection in mind. A long couch was planted in front of the suite’s television set and Estelle could see that there was enough room for her to kneel in front of a sitting Charlie as she eased her head up and down his length.
Estelle excused herself to the bathroom, taking her time to carefully remove her black dress and hang it gently on a silver hook. As she studied her black lace sweat heart bra, with matching garter belt and panties, she thought of Charlie and her father. When Charlie smiled at her she saw a small glint in his eye that was similar to her father’s and made her cunt stir with desire, Charlie’s deep laugh left her nipples begging to be sucked and played with just as her father’s laugh did, and Charlie had all the physical characteristics of her father: how could she not have deluded herself to believe that her father was in the suite’s living room?
Her hips rocked from side-to-side as she closed her eyes and imagined that she was riding her father’s cock, the dampness of her pussy becoming truly recognized. Estelle placed her hand over her panty-covered mound and let her fingers barely graze along her slit. Wetness filmed her fingertips with every pass along her slit, her fingers pushing ever so gently into her wanting hole. Beneath her panties, her labia parted and swallowed her panty-covered finger.
With the material kissing its way into her opening, Estelle’s body tensed and shook, her white knuckles gripping the vanity’s edge. Having thoroughly drenched her panties and needing to clean her fingers, Estelle quickly cleaned her fingers before opening the door and sashaying to her father.
Two girls were shyly teasing one another’s thighs on the screen, Charlie’s pants unzipped as he sat watching them. Estelle watched the scene unfold to their shy touches turn into a shy kiss, which then turned into a passionate kiss with shy fondling of each others breasts. Her love tunnel softly stirred as she listened to the smacking of their lips and soft moans, Estelle’s own moan deaf to the untrained ear.
Seeing his one-night lover in such sexy attire made Charlie’s cock twitch again with excitement, her hips wiggling suggestively as she walked to his spot on the couch. She stood in front of him with her legs open wide enough so the light showed where her garments were soaked. The soft curve of her torso disappeared as she lowered to her knees, her hand rubbing up and down Charlie’s inner thigh.
From his knee, her honey brown eyes watched him. “Daddy, what are those girls doing to each other?” she asked with feigned innocence, her hand continuously rubbing the inner curve of his thigh. Just the act of asking in her small voice made another jolt of electricity warm her chest as the slope of her breast was interrupted by her hard tips.
Charlie’s chest vibrated as he moaned. Though he hadn’t told her, he also loved to role play as a father. “Nothing baby,” he chimed as he tried to ignore her teasing hand, “they’re just being friendly with each other.”
“Can I be friendly with you daddy?”
The simple question hardened his cock immensely, only gathering enough strength to nod his head with closed eyes. Her hand slipped into the hole of his boxers and pulled out his hard pole.
Estelle’s eyes didn’t see Charlie as she stroked the cock that was in front of her, she saw her daddy and his cock. Seeing her father’s cock made her greedily lick her lips. With a determination to taste her father’s cum, Estelle leaned her head forward and circled his bell. The warm wetness of her young tongue on his old dick sent shivers through his body, more shivers throbbing along his spine as he felt her talented tongue slide up the shaft of his lifted cock.
By now the women on the screen had progressed from their fondling embrace to a tricky 69 position. Their moans were loud and their clothes were placed so that their bodies were revealed quite adequately. Seeing two naked women with their cunts being eaten out while his daughter licked his cock expertly had Charlie growling with satisfaction.
His growl made Estelle purr with gratitude as her lips enclosed around the girth of his iron rod. She could feel the hardness in her mouth as her tongue swirled around the top of his meat, her head bobbing down in short jabs. One of her small hands climbed onto the couch and went to hold her father’s hand, the other sliding of her milk-smooth thigh to her aching crotch.
She pressed on her clit through her panties as her tongue licked the under side of his shaft, her moan of relief reverberating around his cock. The vibration of her moan made Charlie grip her hand tighter and she moaned again. Thinking her daddy was gripping her hand in such a position, Estelle forced herself to take more of his cock into her mouth, the length beginning to force its way down her throat.
Having the confines of his lovely daughter’s throat squeezing around the circumference of his cock, Charlie moaned throatily and placed his free hand on Estelle’s bobbing head. Her small throat bulged as it stretched to accommodate the intruding member’s girth, but the stretch wasn’t enough to keep Estelle from giving chokes for air. Her nostrils flared and tears threatened to form as she swallowed his cock, the sounds of her small chokes secretly turning Charlie on even more.
Now fully erect, Charlie’s cock speared into Estelle’s throat with the small dilations of his thrusting hips. Unexpectedly, cum shot out of his cock tip as his shaft lodged itself into her throat. Tears rolled down her eyes softly as she vehemently choked on her daddy’s large girth, her hand squeezing his with extreme force in a desperate attempt of getting him to withdraw.
Charlie emptied his cock and released Estelle from his grip. One more glimpse at the television screen showed that the two women were now rubbing their sweet, tight pussies together. The supple, youthful skin on the screen made Charlie want to run his tongue up and down their wet mounds.
A soft thud brought his attention back to Estelle, who had sat back on her heels, her hand resting on her chest as she gasped for gulps of air. Softly, Charlie pushed his daughter’s shoulder until she was laying on her back. With his hands, her father parted her long legs to see the wet spot of her dented panties, the tell tale sign of her fondling while she had sucked him off.
The sight of her wet crotch made her daddy’s shoulders slump with want, his head dipping forward to suck on her genitals through her panties. His tongue licked up and down her slit, the taste of her cum tingeing the taste buds on his licking muscle.
He pulled off her mound to peal back the damp material and toss them aside, her musky aroma greeting his nose. Charlie closed his eyes as he deeply breathed in his daughter’s scent of arousal, a pulse beginning to pick up in his fuck organ.
“Oh, daddy, yes!” cried Estelle as she felt a warm tongue sliding from the bottom of her slit to the top of her clitoris. Her hands tangled in his hair as one of his reached up to fondle her full breast, the other sliding up and down her slit.
Estelle whimpered with pleasure as she felt her father’s finger slip between her folds with the help of her juices, a yelp of excited surprise filling the room when she felt his finger enter into her wanting hole.
Her entire body shivered like a leaf as Charlie worked his finger in and out of her velvet walls, his tongue bathing her clit. Charlie’s other hand was busy pinching and pulling the hard tips of his daughter’s sweet nipples.
“Mmm daddy,” she purred and sighed as her orgasm worked up as Charlie slid another finger into her waiting hole. “Oooh—just like that!” she screamed at having his fingers thrust into her depths harder.
She thrusted her hips up, wanting his fingers to pound into her open cunt harder, her clit smashing into Charlie’s face. Feeling her wetness and knowing that she was so close to giving a torrent of her sweet nectar, he sucked her clit hard and batted his tongue wildly against her bud while his fingers curled up and mercilessly pounded her canal.
“I’m gonna co—Oh fuck, I’m coming. Oh daddy, I’m coming on your fingers and all over your face! Oh, oh, oh, oh!!” Estelle cried, her mind losing control of her body as she exploded and girl cum squirted out around Charlie’s fingers and onto his face. Her tense body shook, her arms jerked in different directions as her makeshift father continued to work his curled fingers into her pussy, his fingers hitting her g spot with ease, and her mind was blank as she tried to think a coherent thought. Incoherent screams turned into incoherent mumbles before Estelle lost consciousness.

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Susan’s Fantasies — 4

Chapter 1
Now that we were finally married I looked back wondering how we ever got here. It all started at a meeting of the families, well, sort of a meeting—actually it was more like a battle. We were in my parents’ apartment above the bakery—Mama and Papa, Sharon and Gino, Susan and me. It was the first, but not the last, time I seriously thought about eloping. Mama was explaining, as she had been for the last hour and a half, how all these relatives—Uncle whoever, Aunt what’s-her-name, Cousin God-only-knows, and like a hundred other relatives, all faceless people to me—had to be invited. “Mama, you’re absolutely no help,” I told her, disgusted by the way this was progressing. “By the time you finish there will be over a hundred people there that neither Susan nor I even know. And who’s supposed to pay for all this? We’d need a formal catering hall, food, booze, disk jockey, invitations, flowers, and God only knows what else. Remember—I’m a teacher. I make decent money, but we just bought a house. A lot of my savings went for that. Some is for our honeymoon and the rest is for Susan’s education. Don’t say it, Mama! You knew Susan was going to college when you volunteered to help raise our child. Don’t even think of backing out.”
“Antonio, you hurt your Mama. I no back out. You know I love babies. But, listen to me. If we no invite all these relatives you Papa and I will be embarrassed. You want them to think we cheap—no can afford big party?”
“Mama, I don’t really care what they think. I have never even met most of these people. Why would I care about people I don’t even know? I know you’re not cheap, but I also haven’t seen you volunteer to pay for any of this, either.”
“Ah, but you Papa and I know them, and they know you getting married. They expect…we invite them. You know we pay if we could. You know the bakery not doing so good. We just scraping by.”
“Then, what’s the alternative, Mama? Either all these people have to go or we have to scale back on what kind of party we have.” I turned suddenly, hearing a loud scraping of a chair. It was Gino. I didn’t know if he was just getting comfortable for what looked like it was going to be a long argument, or what. “ Ummm, I have been thinking. I never thought I would fall in love or get married, or have a family, either. Yet all these things have happened,” Taking Sharon’s hand and kissing it, he continued, “Tom, were it not for you and Susan, I would never have met Sharon and never known the joys of love, marriage, or family, not to mention all the sensational sex we’ve been having, eh, Cara Mia?” Sharon reddened and gave Gino an elbow in the ribs, but it was a playful gesture which I was sure meant that she and Gino would have a fucking good time when they got home. Gino went on, “Sharon and I have talked about this. We understand that the bride’s family usually pays for the wedding, but Susan’s family is dissolved and in disarray. So–we think it fitting that her new family assume that responsibility. Sharon and I will pay for the wedding; Mama, invite all the relatives.”
“What Gino means is that he will pay for the wedding. He’s the one with all the money. God knows, Susan’s father would rather die than spend a penny on her,” Sharon added. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. We had the money. Believe me, Gino has plenty. He confided in me once that he cleared more than $500,000 a year, and that was a bad year. He charged plenty and I guess he was worth it. Women flocked to his salons. I really caught it from him a few years ago when I called his staff–”beauticians.” “Thomas, my good man, beauticians work in common beauty parlors. My exclusive salons employ talented stylists; there is a mountain of a difference.” I figured the only difference was that “stylists” could charge more—a lot more. Now all we needed was the hall, the dress, the deejay, and a lot of other stuff that I really didn’t want any part of. Fortunately, Sharon and Susan would handle most of it while I was at work.
One night, in bed with Susan, I was all set to tell her I thought we should elope and be done with it. Before I had the chance she told me how excited she was to have a big wedding with a fancy gown and loads of guests—just what she had always dreamed of. I kept my mouth closed; I knew I’d break her heart if I told her how I really felt. Instead…I leaned over to her, nuzzling her neck. Immediately, she reached for my cock, gently stroking me to hardness. She arched her back pushing her soft firm breasts into my chest. One hand I used for her head, pulling her into a long hot kiss, the other went straight to her pussy. Why was I not surprised to find it dripping wet? I rubbed up and down her slit, drenching my fingers, before sliding two into her hot tight cunt. I searched for and found that spongy area—her G-spot. I rubbed her rapidly, watching her gyrate and quiver under my touch. She was shaking so hard she couldn’t sustain the kiss. I could see the ecstasy in her face as she pulled away. “Oh God, Tom, what you do to me–I love you so much.”
Rather than answer her I showed her how I felt, taking a nipple into my mouth, nibbling and suckling like our child would do only seven months from now. Susan groaned non-stop as I attacked two of her most sensitive areas. I knew she’d had enough of the preliminaries when she climbed on top of me, sinking my cock deep into her tunnel. Susan was like a woman possessed. Her hair flew wildly as she rode me hard, grinding her clit into me as I massaged her breasts and tweaked her hard nipples. Susan’s head was down as she concentrated on reaching her orgasm and when she suddenly threw her head back she roared as it claimed domain over her body. Just seeing her react was all I needed as I blew stream after stream of hot gooey cum into her. I came in buckets, so much it ran from Susan’s pussy, drenching my abdomen, legs, and sheets. Susan collapsed onto my chest, sweat pouring from her body as she panted and gasped, straining to recover from her exertions. I caressed her back, kissing her cheek, as we slowly returned to normalcy. We fell asleep covered in our sticky fluids, naked and in each other’s embrace.
Eventually, all the details for the wedding came together. Thank God Sharon was no longer working. Yes, she did have their twins to care for, but they also had a nanny, an elderly woman in her 60’s, Sharon having rejected all of the younger women who had applied. She interviewed several caterers and decided on a local country club. She and Susan shopped for a dress after school; it took almost two weeks, but it was worth it—Susan was a knockout when I saw Gino walk her down the aisle. The reception was a lot of fun even though Susan and I knew a total of twenty people there, my close relatives and friends, Susan’s friends, Mama and Papa, Gino and Sharon. The other 108 were total strangers even though they all claimed to be “familia.” I have to say this—for strangers they were extremely generous. Gino and Sharon gave us $5,000—I thought that paying for the wedding was more than enough. Mama and Papa gave us $1,000, which was more than they could afford. Susan’s friends gave us objects like vases, toasters (I already had two!); the strangers gave us more than $30,000, mostly in cash which led me to wonder if it was all obtained honestly. Were we being used to launder money? I prayed they just didn’t believe in banks which would probably have made them smarter than the average citizen.
Chapter 2
Susan and I spent our wedding night in a hotel near LaGuardia Airport en route to Los Angeles and Hawaii the following morning. We had lived together, making love daily for the past three years so our wedding night held few surprises, but it was still a special night for us. We showered together as usual, Susan rubbing her skin all over me. I had told her long ago how much I loved the touch of her beautiful skin and she never missed the opportunity to excite me. She pushed her fantastic firm breasts into my chest and stomach, running her hard nipples over me. She took my cock in hand, rubbing the tip over her areolas—an action that stimulated both of us. I was breathing hard when I stepped from the shower to dry my bride’s body. I carried her to the bed, lying her down gently, before joining her in a warm embrace and long tongue-laden kiss. I rubbed her wet pussy as she stroked my hard cock. I broke the kiss and, backing off a few inches, told her that I loved her—that she was the only woman in the world for me. She spread her legs and pulled me onto her. I moved into her easily, her hot tight cunt gripping my cock as I buried it deep into her. We established a slow sinuous rhythm as we caressed each other. I kissed Susan as I slowly picked up the pace. She was breathing erratically when she locked her legs around my waist bring her big hard clit into contact with my abdomen. We pushed into each other as our pace quickened again. When I looked into Susan’s face again I saw a woman desperate for her orgasm. She pulled my mouth to hers as she drove her hips up forcing me against her cervix over and over again until…suddenly…she screamed as her orgasm hit her hard. Susan squirmed under me as her cunt clenched around my cock. One more deep thrust sent me over the top. I shot rope after rope of sperm-laden cum at point blank range into her womb. Had she not already been pregnant, this would have done it for sure.
I had been to Hawaii once before and I was amazed by the natural beauty of the islands. We flew to Lihue on the island of Kauai then drove to the Sheraton in Poipu on the South Shore where the island’s best beaches could be found. We spent five days swimming, snorkeling and sightseeing. We saw where the movie “South Pacific” was filmed on Hanalei Bay and took a boat trip to see the Na Pali coast where the beautiful fluted mountains rise from the sea. We stood in the gentle waves one day holding each other when I felt Susan’s hand snake its way up the leg of my suit. Susan gave me a wicked smile as she began to stroke me to hardness. I rolled my eyes but did nothing to stop her. Susan lay back in the water, her legs wrapped around my hips as she slowly guided my cock from my swim suit into the hot waiting tunnel between her legs. It was tough fucking her with her bikini pushing against my shaft but—what the hell–we were married and on our honeymoon and, fortunately, the beach was pretty deserted. If someone caught us I would have blamed our movements on the ever-present waves of the South Pacific. I turned away from the beach as my orgasm neared so my grunts, groans, and grimaces would be known only to us and any fish swimming nearby. I noticed a trail of cum in the water when I pulled out. Susan still had that wicked smile on her face so I was sure she still had some surprises in mind for me.
On the sixth morning we took an inter-island flight to Kahului, Maui—in my opinion the most beautiful of the Hawaiian Islands. We stayed at the Kaanapali Beach Hotel near the famous snorkeling area at Black Rock. We watched the sunset each night trying to catch the “green flash.” It was a truly romantic setting, something that was not lost on Susan. We made love every night and almost every morning (and some afternoons, too!). On our third night we took a sunset dinner cruise out of Lahaina. The food was good and, of course, we declined any alcohol because of Susan’s age and her pregnancy. Susan must have really loved the cruise though, because that night she was unusually affectionate. I was in bed while she finished her hair. We had showered together as usual, kissing and preparing each other for the upcoming sex. Susan stroked my cock and fingered my ass, massaging my prostate as she did. I massaged her fantastic breasts as I kissed her, teasing her nipples just enough to make her really hot for what was to come. We had given up sex in the shower when she became pregnant. We didn’t want to take a chance on a slip or fall which might injure Susan, or worse.
She walked from the bathroom wearing a nightie which was a surprise because we always slept in the nude. It was a baby doll of white lace that was translucent in the light coming from behind her. If it was intended to make me hot, the gesture was totally successful. I could see the outline of her body—the swell of her breasts, her narrow waist, the flare of her hips, the delightful space where her legs met her torso. It was super hot and so was she. “You like?” she asked me softly as she slid into the bed with me.
“No, I love it and I love you!” I reached up to touch her cheek as she moved to me. She leaned down; our lips met in a soft sweet kiss. Teasingly, she licked my lips. When my tongue ventured forth to meet hers she sucked it into her mouth. Her breasts pressed into me and she rubbed her nipples across my chest. I reached for her pussy but she stopped me. “Not tonight—tonight I’m doing all of it. You just lie back and enjoy.”
Susan scrambled between my legs and, starting at the tip of my cock, licked a spiral all the way to the base—and then all the way back up again. Fuck! She was driving me crazy! If she hadn’t told me to lie back I would have jumped her right then and there. But, she wasn’t done yet. Once again she pushed a finger into my ass to massage my prostate while she licked spirals down my cock. I was ready to blow and Susan knew it so she kissed my cock and moved forward, positioning her hot wet cunt over my cock. “Remember—I’m doing everything,” she reminded me. I nodded, reluctantly keeping my hands at my side even though I wanted to fuck her in the worst way. Susan grinned as she lowered herself onto my cock.
Susan closed her eyes, savoring the stretching of her pussy walls as she began to slowly sway around my rock-hard erection. I wanted to cum desperately—so hot was I from her oral teasing of my cock, but Susan was taking her time. I expected her to speed up but she fooled me—she maintained that tantalizingly slow pace. On and on, minute after minute, she continued. For almost forty minutes she built heat in me, torturing me the entire time. But it was worth it. It was building slowly, but it did build steadily and when I groaned loudly Susan knew the end was near. She jumped off my cock and shifted it to her mouth. She sucked and jerked me frenetically until I blew. You might think that my orgasm would be weak after all the fucking we had done over the past nine days, but you would have been wrong—dead wrong! Susan’s slow determined approach yielded an explosion of an orgasm. I came and came and came, ramming not less than nine long thick ropes of hot white cum into her mouth. Even Susan could not swallow such a torrent. She gagged as cum poured from her mouth, even as I continued to fill it again and again.
Eventually, I stopped—there was a limit to what my body could produce—completely and totally exhausted, covered in my own cum. I desperately needed another shower but I couldn’t move. Susan moved up to cuddle with me, our abdomens covered and sticking to each other. Just before falling asleep I heard her whisper, “I really, really love you, Tom.” I pulled her close with my last remaining strength and we fell asleep listening to the surf break from our ocean front room.
We were together the following morning—stuck together by my dried cum that covered our abdomens and thighs. It was an effort to separate ourselves, but when we did we walked hand-in-hand to the shower. We washed each other first, then I shaved and, finally, we shaved each other’s pubic areas clean. We stepped from the shower, toweling each other dry. After a wonderful alfresco breakfast we picked out some lounges on the expansive shady lawn before we walked down the beach to snorkel at Black Rock, a lava outcropping that is one of the world’s best snorkeling spots that can be reached from shore. We marveled at the number of fish and their bright colors. We saw a sea turtle swimming in the warm shallow water and when we swam out to the end of the lava I found a green Moray about twenty-five feet down. Susan was obviously frightened so we turned around, returning to shore. I had just dropped our gear by our chairs on the spacious lawn and was about to sit when Susan gave me “that look.” She shook her head “NO!” and pointed up. We returned to our room instead, arriving just as the maid was finishing up. It seemed such a shame to destroy the bed only minutes after it was made, but we were honeymooners, so…. “I’m still hungry, Tom,” she whispered as her suit hit the floor. I knew she wasn’t talking about food so I dropped my baggies and joined her on the bed. She rubbed her body against me knowing how her skin affected me. I was hard again in an instant. Susan bent to take me into her mouth but I shifted us into a “69” side by side. I rolled her on top and dove into her delectable pussy. Her normal sweet musky taste was disguised by the salt from the Pacific so I licked her clean to reveal her natural flavor. Her labia were swollen and hot to the touch of my tongue. I teased them en route to fucking her with my tongue. Slowly I pushed into her hot wet tunnel savoring her musky secretions. In…out…in…out, I fucked my woman with my strong tongue as I flicked her nipples with my fingers. Susan meanwhile had engulfed my hard cock with her mouth, sucking and licking me energetically. She deep throated me which felt pretty damn good, but when she used her throat muscles to “swallow” me the sensation was exquisite—where did this woman get these ideas? Susan was jerking me off with her throat so I obliged her by shooting rope after rope of sticky semen into her stomach. As I was cumming I ramped up the action on her cunt by taking her hard clit into my mouth. I knew what she liked—sucking it between my teeth—until she exploded in a long intense orgasm. She collapsed on top of me, my cock deflating in her mouth.
We loved Maui, but all too soon it was time to go home—me to my summer job, Susan to organizing our home before starting college. Susan had been accepted at one of the state universities on Long Island, the same one where I had earned my masters degree. She would begin during the second summer session, attend the Fall Semester, and take off in the Spring to give birth and raise our baby. We figured that by combining regular sessions with summer school she would be able to graduate in three and a half years before becoming a teacher. That was the plan, but who knew what the future would bring—a second child maybe?
Chapter 3
Susan started school in mid-July, taking some basic courses in child development en route to her degree in elementary education. In early September she participated in all of the freshman orientation programs including the freshman mixer. I went as her date. Susan had a great body so she attracted some attention from her classmates, but whenever a boy approached her she just held up her finger, the one with the engagement and wedding ring, and pointed to me saying, “Husband!” We did meet some of her friends from high school; they were all excited to learn that she was both married and pregnant. Those who had attended my junior high knew me and that we were together, but they, too, were surprised that Susan was pregnant. Susan, of course, enjoyed the mixer; I found it boring.
The school year was well under way when Susan’s body started to reveal her pregnancy. We went to Thanksgiving dinner at Gino and Sharon’s and were both surprised and thrilled to learn that Sharon was again pregnant. Gino confided in me that he was hoping for a really big Italian family. I wished him luck, wondering what Sharon would think about that. After all, she was the one who would have to do all the work of carrying and delivering the children. One thing was obvious—Gino and Sharon were deeply in love. We all could see it in every gesture and every touch they shared. I figured they were almost as deeply in love as Susan and I were. When Susan and her mom began talking about baby clothes and furniture and all the rest I took it as my cue to retire to the TV for some traditional turkey day football.
Susan’s semester ended just before the Christmas break which the school, displaying its most politically correct behavior, now referred to as the “winter intersession.” She had earned a respectable B-plus average and was eagerly looking forward to continuing her education the following summer. This was the time that we stopped fucking (doctor’s orders). Susan laughed hysterically when told me how she shocked her doctor when she asked if we could still do it anally. Luckily, we could. Susan loved sucking my cock, too, so I never had a problem dealing with my sexual needs. Susan was home every day now and by the time I got home from school she was even hornier than I was. It reminded me of the times we had when she came to my rental home after her days in high school. She usually attacked me as soon as I opened the door. I almost fell several times as my pants fell to my ankles and I probably would have if Susan’s mouth hadn’t been attached to my rock-hard cock.
We spent a lot of time, and a lot of Gino’s money, decorating the baby’s room. This was something that Susan and Sharon worked hard on. It might have been a lot easier if we had known the baby’s sex, but Susan refused to have the necessary sonogram. “We’ll find out soon enough,” she told me. “That system has worked pretty well for thousands of years. It’ll work just as well for us.” She was right. In mid-February she gave birth to a beautiful baby girl. It was the happiest day of my life.
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Young master teaches a lesson

[b]Julie scoured her flat for food, some baked beans a bit of mouldy cheese and some hard looking bread. She knew she could ring her dad and he would give her some money but he would demand that she should come and work for him. She enjoyed what she did her first year as a secondary teacher in a tough London borough. She could hear his voice echo a waste of a private education and three years at Oxford to work with a load of hooligans.
He would have been even more insistent if he had known that she was the object of most of the boy’s wet dreams. Hardly surprising that with her long shapely legs, her slim figure and firm breasts. She had long blonde hair pale blue eyes and a very pretty face.
She was regretting the three drinks she had had at the pub on an empty stomach with Ian smiling at her reminding her about the bet they had.
She opened the door. Wayne stood there, the subject of the bet. He was only twelve years old but taller than her, well over six-foot and broad with it and very black. A good-looking boy he was going to be a real heart breaker she decided when he’s older. Surprised to see him nevertheless as he was dripping wet she let him in.
“Come in.”
She hadn’t seen Wayne in four weeks now. He had been transferred to her form group after an incident with a couple of girls in his previous form. According to the head of year
Wayne had an incredibly high IQ but was a real underachiever due to his non-attendance. That was what the bet was about two hundred pounds that she could get him to attend at least sixty percent of the time.
She hadn’t seen him but he had followed her got to know her every habit. He was obsessed by her. She was a cock tease. He recalled the last time he had seen her he had watched her playing chess against him and the other boys in her chess club. She licked her lips and played with her long blonde hair. He knew enough about body language to know flirting when he saw it.
If that was not enough her blouse had three buttons undone and as she leaned forward to move her pieces you could see the first rise of her breasts her pretty white bra exposed. He watched her less affected by her gestures at least on the surface. She sat opposite him he had played well the game was balanced nicely. She made her move and then sat back another button undone. He could not believe it nor could he take his eyes off her breasts. He could make out her nipples clearly.
He made a poor move distracted by the lovely teacher in front of him. He concentrated as hard as he could on his next move. She returned made her move quickly. Dam he thought she had redone her button.
He looked at the board then back to her she smiled at him. Unbelievably her button was once more undone her nipples erect. She leant forward apparently studying the board but affording him an even better view of her tits. He had lost concentration completely and made his second mistake. Two moves later he had lost but even so he had lasted longer than anyone else.
He knew her Friday routine a trip to the pub. Three or four drinks a slightly wobbly walk back. She was a woman who was not used to drink. Well she would be sorry.
He sat down opposite her.
“My mum asked if you would like to try these two bottles of wine. She can buy them at a cut price and wanted to know what you thought of them.”
“Well if you’re in school on Monday I’ll tell you.”
“She needs to know for tomorrow.”
Julie had met Wayne’s mother and knew that she ran an off-license. They had got talking and with Julie having spent a year in France she was considered to be an expert on wine.
“If I give you an answer then will you come to school on Monday?”
“I’ll come if you can beat me at chess.”
Julie smiled she ran a chess club at school in fact it was the last time she had seen Wayne. Each month she would play all of her students simultaneously. She had never lost.
From the large bag he was carrying he got out a chess set and set it up.
“You haven’t tried the wine yet.” Julie poured two glasses.
Carefully she smelt them both and looked at their colour, their viscosity. They were good expensive wines. She took a big sip of the first one and nodded her head it was excellent, if anything the second wine tasted even better.
“So you promise to come to school for the rest of this term if I win?”
He nodded.
“What if I win Miss? What prize can I have?”
Julie tossed back her long blonde hair then she leant back so that her breasts were pushed forward. She licked her lips suggestively. She knew it was a form of flirting but a teacher had to use all her assets.
“I don’t know what would you like?”
“I’d like to see your tits.”
At first she thought she must have misheard him.
“If I win I’d like to see your breasts. Don’t tell me that you’ve never sunbathed topless. It would be just the same.”
She almost slapped his face.
“That’s impossible. You are twelve year’s old and I’m your teacher.”
“I reckon you’re just chicken miss. Anyway what’s the big deal? I wouldn’t tell anyone and I guess you wouldn’t.
What you frightened of Miss you know you’ll beat me. You beat me in about seven moves last time and I’ve not played anyone since. You scared of losing?”
“I’m not scared of losing but I just couldn’t do that. I could lose my job.”
Julie knew there was no way she could lose but even so. She had forgotten how close the game had been last time.
“You a chicken miss. Cluck cluck. You think a twelve-year old boy could beat you? A black boy who is stupid and never comes to school? There’s no way I could beat you don’t you think?”
An unsubtle jibe she thought.
“Listen I’ll not just come to school but I’ll try really hard and not get into trouble.”
Julie was tempted she liked Wayne and wanted him to succeed but even so she couldn’t possibly do as he asked. She wouldn’t have to there was no way she could lose. Slightly tempted she listened as he taunted her.
“Are you ashamed of your tits? Do you think they’re too small? Cluck cluck chicken.”
Her face reddened annoyed at his presumption and utterly convinced of her invincibility she replied.
“OK win or lose you promise to come into school for the rest of the term?”
Wayne nodded.
“You haven’t told me which wine you prefer Miss.”
Julie finished both glasses. Wayne carefully filled them up again for her.
“The firslt one.” She said her speech slurred.
They started to play. Julie shook her head to clear it. He was playing well. So he should he had spent the last four weeks playing against a computer and reading about chess. He could now beat the computer regularly. Even if she had been sober she might well have struggled but her natural caution removed she had attacked and lost her queen, two knights a rook and a bishop to his queen and one knight he pressed home his advantage.
“Check mate.” He announced.
“Take off your top miss.”
She shook her head.
“I knew it you’re just like all the other adults in my life you make a promise then you break it.”
His words had stung her. She did not want to let him down and nearly removed her top but instead she said.
”Let’s make it best of three.”
“Ok but if I win you strip completely. In fact you lap dance for me.”
“I don’t know. Give me a minute.”
She knew she would win I just have to concentrate, her head was clearing. The last game she had been far too aggressive but even so she had nearly got him at the end. There was definitely no way she would lose if she took her time.
“OK.”
Julie made herself a black coffee. She felt a bit more sober.
Wayne set up the board.
“So what are the terms?” He asked her.
“You know.”
“You backed out last time and just want to hear you say it and then I know I can trust you.”
“Ok if I win you agree to come to school for the rest of the year.”
“Go on.”
“If you win then” She paused.
“I’ll strip in front of you.”
“You mean you will take off all your clothes and do a striptease?”
“Yes if you win I’ll do a striptease. I’ll lap dance for you. OK”
The game was even to start with. Julie concentrated hard. Wayne licked his lips telling her he was thirsty.
“Coffee?”
He shook his head and looked at the wine on the table.
“Did you want to try some of this wine?”
He nodded and she poured him a large glass.
“You’re not trying to get me drunk are you?”
“No not really.”
“Are you sure?”
“Well possibly.” She laughed hoping it would even up the odds.
“Anything to help you win.”
“No I mean to help me win.” She corrected her statement.
Check mate he thought to himself. He was careless and Julie won the game easily. She excused herself and went to the toilet. He checked his recorder perfect pictures and sound.
She sat down opposite him.
“Last game?”
“No need. Take your clothes off.” As he spoke he brandished a huge wicked looking knife.
“Get out or I’ll call the police.”
He pressed the play button on his DVD recorder. She listened and watched horrified as she agreed to strip for him and then offered him wine admitting that she was trying to get him drunk. He held up her mobile phone.
“How you going ring the police? Who they going to believe you or me especially when they hear you on the tape man? I’m going to rape you anyway and you’re not going to tell anyone.”
Julie knew that what he said was true. She thought of running for the door of screaming for help. He was between her and the door and the people next door were never in.
“You got two choices lie back and enjoy it or lie back and get hurt. Which is it going to be?”
“Right dance for me.”
Julie forced herself to dance slowly provocatively. Her white blouse fell to the floor, then her tight black skirt. She undid her bra covering her firm small breasts with her hands.
Julie held her breasts together squeezing them so that they looked bigger than they were. She danced closer to him her tits not far from his face. He leant forward grabbed her tits roughly fondling them. He pulled her closer and sucked on her nipple biting it. Surprised at how turned on she felt she blushed aware of her arousal her nipples erect.
She turned away from him before dancing simulating the sex act her breasts bouncing up and down. If he was going to rape her then she wanted him to be quick. She rubbed her hand across her panties pretending to masturbate. She was wet down there her panties showed a line where her juices had leaked out. She pretended to come opening her mouth and panting.
She slipped out of her thong covering her triangle of blonde pubes with her hand as she danced closer and closer to him. She thrust her pussy towards him. He smiled this was going to be good. She was one hot bitch.
He reached between her legs fingering her finding her swollen clit he played with it. She was ready. He flicked her cunt with his tongue. She tasted good sweet just like honey.
The young blonde was humiliated about to be raped by a twelve-year old, a pupil in her charge yet he was the one in charge now. He pointed to the couch. She lay down her legs clamped together. She watched as he lifted his T-shirt above his head, he was well developed in any fight there would have only have been one winner. He stepped out of his jeans and his boxers.
He was excited, boy was he excited. She glanced at his erect penis, it stretched up beyond his navel at least ten inches in length she guessed but it was its thickness that shocked her. It was as thick as her wrist.
He pushed her legs apart forcing his cock against her cunt. She was frightened now. She had never experienced anything that big.
“Please don’t.”
She begged him. Her body was telling her the opposite. She was excited.
“You fucking cock tease. Shut up.”
He pushed hard entering her slowly stretching her tight small opening.
There was nothing subtle about his lovemaking she was being violated. He fucked her quickly with deep powerful fast thrusts. She tried to concentrate on anything rather than this young black boy squeezing her breasts roughly pulling her arse cheeks apart as he continued to fuck her remorselessly.
The young teacher could not help her feelings, she had never been felt such pressure inside her and on her clitoris each thrust brought her closer and closer to coming. She wrapped her legs round his torso. She grabbed him tightly pulling him deeper and deeper into her.
She was screaming now.
“Oh god that’s so good.
Oh please yes, oh fuck.”
“Oh fuck yeeeees. I’m coming.
Oh god yes.
She was scratching his back lost in animal lust her body filled with pleasure. She had come but he had not. She felt a second orgasm start to build.
“Yes! Yes!
Go on don’t stop.”
They came together jet after jet of his cum filling her cunt.
“Lick me clean bitch.”
Meekly she took his still massive cock in her mouth sucking it licking along its length. She lay naked on the couch her cunt lips puffy dripping with his cum.
“Listen I won’t tell anyone if you go now.”
He smiled before he inserted the DVD into her player and she watched horrified as she screamed and begged for more.
“I’m staying here. You will do exactly as I tell you. If not I hand this over to the police or I post it on the internet. Teacher seduces young boy will make very good headlines. After your performance there I’ve no doubt that people will believe you wanted it. If you agree to do what I say then I will give you the DVD.”
Julie was trapped lost. She stared down at the floor.
“My terms are simple you fuck me whenever I want wherever I want however I want. That’s for the next eight weeks until your bet runs out.”
“You know about the bet?”
“Yo. I suggest that on Monday I don’t turn up and you offer to double the bet. You give me half of the winnings. At the end of term I’ll give you the DVD and unless you want to you’ll not hear from me again. Do you agree?”
“Look there has to be some rules, I can’t be seen with you that would get me the sack and during the week I have so much work to do that it would just be impossible.”
“I’ll think about that. Now get on the floor on your hands and knees, I’m going to give you the fuck of your life.”
Meekly she acquiesced to his demand. He knelt between her legs easing his cock into her soaking wet hole. He grabbed her tits squeezing them roughly as he started to pound into her. He was better than any lover she had experienced. He fondled her clit expertly with one hand the other massaging her small firm tits pulling on her nipples. The feeling was exquisite.
She couldn’t help it she was screaming and sighing and begging and coming and coming. The young teacher had always had rape fantasies. Her whole body seemed to turn to jelly a quivering throbbing mass of super excited flesh. Her stomach went into spasm as orgasm after orgasm built and climaxed followed by another. At last he came filling her once more with his spunk.
She lay in her bed wrapped in his arms ashamed of her actions and even more ashamed of her reactions she had loved sex with him. A twelve-year old boy how could she? Sex with him had been better than any of her boyfriends. Not that she was that experienced only four lovers and none of them had made her come like that.
“Turn over bitch.”
The young blonde teacher meekly did as the twelve-year boy demanded and lay on her stomach trembling with fear and anticipation. He pulled her legs apart roughly squeezing the small cheeks of her arse.
“Lick my finger.”
Julie licked his fingers and froze in horror as he pushed first one finger and then a second into her tight rectum.
“Please no. Nobody’s ever done that to me before.” Sensing that she was about to be anally raped.
“Shut the fuck up bitch.” He slapped her hard on her bottom.
“Now kneel and open up.”
Meekly obediently she pulled her arse cheeks apart affording him easy access. He pushed his now engorged cock against her hole. He eased it slowly into her reluctant body. God she was tight. He almost came there and then. He waited before he began to penetrate his teacher’s arse even deeper.
Inch by inch his ten-inch cock was pushed deeper into her. He started to fuck her slowly at first long slow powerful strokes. He squeezed her small firm tits with one hand while the other stroked her clit.
He built up his rhythm fucking her tight puckered hole faster and faster stretching her hurting her. Despite the pain she felt a powerful orgasm build and explode shaking her to her very sole.
As she squealed with animal pleasure he could contain his own orgasm no longer and he came flooding her anus with jet after jet of his cum. Fuck she was good he thought to himself.
She was sure he was asleep and as quietly as she could she crept over to his DVD recorder. He smiled at her and before she could move he grabbed her by her hair yanking her back onto the bed.
He put her naked stomach across his knees and smacked her hard on her arse. She screamed with pain. He struck her again. She could feel his cock hardening with each blow he reined down on her cute small bottom.
He reached between her legs pushing his fingers roughly into her vagina. She was wet down there excited.
“You horny bitch.”
He shagged her quickly roughly using her like a doll. Even so she came and came screaming loudly.
He used her five times more before he was ready to leave twice more in her cunt once more in her arse. Then getting her to swallow all of his ten inches before firing his spunk into her mouth and then across her face covering her hair and eyes in his spunk. He squeezed her tits together rubbing his huge cock between her small breasts before covering her once more in his semen.
“You stuck up bitch. You’re a fucking slag a whore you love being fucked. I’ll see you Tuesday.”
She lay in her bed exhausted but totally sexually fulfilled.
Tuesday came and duly he arrived at school.
“Can I see you at lunchtime Miss?”
In her own classroom he stood in front of her, his hands reached up and touched her breasts. It was like an electric shock running through her body. She watched horrified as her nipples stood out. She could smell her arousal feel her juices flowing. She felt powerless to resist as he fondled her breasts her nipples sensitive under his hands.
“Take your bra off.”
“What if someone comes in?”
“Do it!”
Julie undid her bra reaching inside her blouse she pulled it down so that her firm breasts were uncovered. Wayne opened her blouse completely and kissed and bit her nipples it hurt but it excited her. Her young pupil reached inside her skirt his hand finding her knickers they were damp from her juices. He was cruel as he roughly pushed them to one side and pushed his fingers into her.
“You gagging for it aren’t you Miss?”
The young blonde nodded.
He pulled her head down onto his cock.
“Lick that you cunt, you whore you fucking slag.”
She sucked his cock stroking his balls till she felt his excitement. He fired his spunk into her mouth jet after jet of his hot salty liquid. She felt humiliated by Wayne, a twelve-year-old a pupil in her charge she was meant to tell him what to do.
“Bitch I’m going to a party on Friday night. You coming as my girlfriend. Don’t worry it’s my cousins party he’s going to be sixteen you won’t know anybody there except me. dress sexy but not too old I don’t want people to think I’m a grave robber.”
He lifted her skirt and gave her a hard slap on the small round globes of her cute bottom.
“OK bitch.”
She wore a short black skirt and a tight sparkly T-shirt. She looked in the mirror, I could pass for fifteen maybe she thought. She was always being asked for her ID.
Wayne arrived he looked at her.
“What you wearing underneath your skirt?”
He made her change her tights and sensible knickers for the smallest pair of knickers he could find in her drawers.
“Take your bra off.”
Julie’s tits were firm and did not sag at all without the bra but her nipples stood out and the tightness of the top left nobody in doubt as to the shape of her tits or the fact that she was naked underneath.
They arrived at the party at nine. It hadn’t really got going. Wayne had made her buy two bottles of cheap vodka and he had got hold of several bottles of wine and some bacardi from his mum.
There were two other girls sat on a settee.
“Sit down with the other bitches.” Wayne brought her a large glass of vodka with a tiny bit of lemonade.
She looked round the room there were eight boys most of them about Wayne’s age some a little older perhaps. They were all including the two girls on the couch beside her black. She had never been so conscious of her whiteness.
“Drink up.” Mandy ordered her.
The young teacher took a sip and nearly choked.
“All of it.” This time it was Amy who tipped her glass up spilling some of the vodka onto Julie’s top making her T-shirt practically diaphanous.
“You Wayne’s girl?” Julie nodded.
“Wayne your girlfriend’s glass is empty.”
Wayne obligingly filled it up.
“What year you in year nine or ten?”
“Year ten she lied.”
“No you’re not in year ten, eight or nine at the very most.”
“You want to dance?” they asked her.
So all three of them got up to dance. They were joined by three of the boys the youngest looking one whose name was Chris danced with Julie.
“Put on a smoochy one.” Amy shouted.
The music was slow. Chris pulled her close to him, his head barely above her breasts. His hands drifted down and squeezed her bottom.
“Stop that I’m here with Wayne.”
“Wayne won’t mind.”
He pulled her head down towards his and gave her a sloppy french kiss. She returned the kiss. Exploring his mouth with her tongue it felt sexy. She turned away her back towards him, he had one hand round her waist and the other was groping her unfettered breasts.
She turned to face him and he pulled her once more towards him.
“It’s just a bit of fun.” He assured as he groped her bottom again. She moved his hands back up to the small of her back. If any of her boyfriends had behaved like this to her she would have slapped their faces. Her rule for her first date was no more than a chaste kiss certainly no fondling.
The shame of it here she was being groped in all the most private places by a young boy she had only just met. What was worse was the fact she was enjoying it and didn’t really want him to stop.
She was confused the alcohol had got to her she knew that. She was annoyed at his impertinence no she was aroused. She could feel a familiar itch between her legs a need for release. She had better stop this right now.
He was like a limpet at last she extricated herself from his grip she had her bottom felt and as she broke away his hands had managed to fondle her breasts. The three girls sat down on the floor as one boy was now sprawled out on the settee.
After a few minutes Mandy got them all up to dance again. Julie was feeling decidedly the worst for drink but she enjoyed dancing. Chris pulled her close to him his hands on her skirt fondling her bottom. He stood between her legs making her wrap her legs around him holding her tightly. He rubbed himself up and down against her. She could fell his hardness press against her stomach. She tried to push him away but only succeeded in touching his very hard cock.
This time she let him fondle her his hands working up under her skirt gripping her naked cheeks. Wayne walked past and winked at Chris. He was like an octopus his hands on her thighs then her breasts back to her bottom. Chris slipped his hand under her T-shirt finding her naked tit squeezing her excited nipple. He moved his other hand up to the top of her thigh touching her between her legs. Julie was acutely aware of her arousal her moistness she pulled his hand away.
“Follow me.”
Julie followed Chris to an upstairs room. He kissed her she returned the kiss. He stroked her breasts her nipples responding sticking out over an inch. He lifted her top over her head and sucked her nipples. She loved it. The young teacher responded her mouth open with pleasure her cunt soaking wet.
The lovely blonde pulled down her skirt and her thongs lying stark naked in front of a virtual stranger what was worse a young boy. He stroked between her legs. Julie groaned with pleasure.
Chris could not have been happier. He had never felt a girl before never seen one naked. He looked at her. The young teacher lay lewdly on the bed legs akimbo her juices flowing freely. She closed her eyes, her tongue licking her lips as she squirmed with pleasure at his touch close to an orgasm.
He was going to memorise every single millimetre of her body. He looked at her breasts firm her pink areola, her nipples sticking out, her long blonde hair framing her lovely face, her flat stomach and that beautiful blonde triangle above her thighs.
Julie reached sown and undid his zip his cock springing free. She pulled his shorts down and licked his balls and his cock exactly as he told her to. Amy barged in and told them to get back downstairs. Julie blushed at the embarrassment of being caught naked sucking on a cock.
Julie was relieved when at last they sat down again. Chris and the other two boys sat down opposite them. Chris finished his bottle and spun it round on the floor. Julie decided that it wasn’t only the bottle that was spinning but her head.
“Spin the bottle I love that.” Amy shrieked.
“Wayne your girlfriend has got an empty glass.”
Wayne filled her glass again.
“We going to play spin the bottle you mind? You want to join in?”
“No I’m playing cards in the kitchen.”
“Chris has taken a real shine to your bitch.”
Wayne gave Chris a high five and went back to his game of cards.
“OK this how we play it. I’m going to put some suggestions into the glass, one for you boys and one for us girls and whoever spins the bottle picks out the paper for the person it lands on and they have to do it or take a dare. Ok everyone understand?”
Amy and Mandy shrieked with laughter as they filled in the bits of paper.
“You the youngest Chris you get to spin it first.”
It pointed to Mandy.
Chris read it out it said flash your tits.
“I’ll take a dare.”
“Snog Julie.” Chris said.
Mandy leant over and gave Julie a peck on the lips.
“That’s not a snog.” They all chorused.
Julie stood and Mandy kissed her, pushing her tongue into Julie’s mouth. Mandy stroked the blonde’s long legs finding the naked flesh between her nylons and her thong.
She made sure that everyone got a good view of Julie’s practically naked arse.
Julie sat down in a very confused state, she was excited aroused and blushing. It wasn’t her first lesbian kiss all the girls had well nearly all the girls had practised kissing with each other at the boarding school she’d attended but that was seven years ago at least.
She looked round as the bottle was spun a few more boys had come in and were watching from the far side of the room.
The bottle pointed to her. Strip down to your underwear. She hesitated.
“I’ve got a really wicked dare for you if you don’t take it.”
Julie glanced over to where she hoped Wayne would be but she could hear them in the kitchen getting drunker and playing poker loudly.
Julie lifted her sparkly top over her head and stepped out of her skirt. The boys gave a loud cheer. She pirouetted to much acclaim from all sides of the room. She went to replace her clothes and was told that the rules were any clothes you remove stay off.
She spun the bottle it pointed to Gary. Have your cock felt by the first girl on your left. Gary smiled at the young blonde.
“Look’s like it’s your lucky night.”
He lowered his trousers and slipped his hard black cock out waving it in front of Julie. She held it not moving her hand.
“You can do better than that.” Amy told her, putting her hand on top of Julie’s and pushing Julie’s hand up and down on what was a very impressive shaft.
“Keep going.” Amy removed her own hand.
Gary started to breathe quickly and before Julie could stop him he came firing his spunk onto her naked tits, to loud cheers from the others.
The bottle pointed to Amy. Wank in public.
“I put that in the boy’s glass.”
“And I put it in the girl’s.”
Amy opted for a dare. Kiss everyone’s cock or cunt.
The boys eagerly got out their cocks and Amy kissed each one, Mandy pulled her knickers down and Amy buried her head between her friend’s legs before kissing her there. Julie stood Amy pulled her thongs down and her tongue found Julie’s moist opening. Julie closed her eyes in pleasure.
Somebody offered her a joint as the bottle was spun again. It pointed to Chris. Take all your clothes off. He shook his head. The rest of the party, over twenty boys by now were all standing outside the circle watching. All their eyes were on the young blonde who sat practically naked. You have to shag the girl on your right for at least ten minutes. Chris glanced across at Wayne who smiled broadly.
He stripped quickly his cock hard and erect. Almost before she was aware of it Julie was pinned to the floor by Amy and Mandy. Julie tried to hold on to her thongs but a knife came from nowhere and sliced through them. She tried to keep her legs together but several pairs of hands forced them apart. She tried to scream but by this time Chris had clamped his mouth on hers and was kissing her furiously.
She felt his slim cock ease into her moist opening. He moved slowly as the audience told him how long.
Ten seconds, fifteen seconds, twenty seconds, twenty five. She was fully aroused lying on the ground as she was being fucked watched by over twenty pairs of eyes. Her cunt muscles gripped his young thin cock tightly. She could feel Chris increase his pace he had lasted less than thirty seconds before he shot his load into her. It didn’t matter she had come. He rolled off.
He was replaced by Clive, the third boy in the group. She watched horrified as he stripped his cock long and thick. He lay between her legs.
“Thirty five seconds to beat.” Amy called out.
Julie realised too late that she was going to be gang banged by every boy there. Clive played with her tits as his mouth gripped on her neck he was going to give her a love bite.
“One minute. One minute thirty.” Three orgasms she counted in his ninety seconds.
The next boy looked to be the oldest and the biggest.
“Hi I’m Sam and I’m going to give you the fuck of your life. I’m Wayne’s sixteen year old cousin.”
He was strong broad shouldered and like his cousin he was well-developed where it really mattered.
“Look at the fucking size of that. It must be a foot in length.”
The big black cock in front of her was long she knew that but it was its girth that was the truly amazing thing about it.
It stretched her. Sam knew how to fuck a lady. He was slow then fast then he would stop. He went in and out with great long slow thrusts then quicker shorter strokes. His hands massaged her breasts her stomach her arse expertly tenderly then more roughly. Instead of going in and out he rested his mighty member against her clit gently rubbing it with slow sensuous circular movements.
Her whole body was undulating her legs wrapped tightly round his torso pulling him tightly towards her wanting him to last forever.
Eighteen minutes, nineteen minutes, he lasted nearly twenty minutes before he came.
“You’re not old enough.” Amy laughed at Tom who had a pencil size dick. He entered Julie quickly and moved rapidly. Julie came again. Tom rolled off pretending he had come.
Four more fucks in the next ten minutes her cunt throbbing her tits sore from being mauled her neck covered in love bites.
She went to the loo. She looked at her body in the cracked mirror a picture of total debauchery. Once more Mandy and Amy helped her down and opened her legs.
Gary was next he lasted twelve minutes. Seven more boys followed, what was the matter with her? She wanted each of them, she writhed and bounced and bucked as each one fucked her. She was behaving like a slut begging them to fuck her screaming with pleasure as they pleasured themselves with her body.
She was turned over onto her knees and fucked again six more times till every boy there had fucked her once all except Wayne and the boy on the couch.
Chris spread her cheeks and pushed his thin cock towards her secret hole he pushed gently his cock lubricated with gel. Clive got underneath her and pulled her down onto his cock. She was being fucked in both holes.
It felt as though both cocks were touching inside her body, it felt good it felt very good, it felt very fucking good indeed. They lasted much longer this time.
When they had finished with her two more rampant cocks were soon pounding away, then another two and another. They took it in turns sometimes two, sometimes three but mostly on their own to fuck her mouth her arse and her tight pink pussy. She was well and truly fucked for twelve hours. She lay on the floor her pussy lips sore and puffy spunk dribbling from her cunt and her arse.
“You enjoy that bitch?” Mandy asked her.
“The boys certainly did. You know how many times they fucked you?”
Julie had been aware of every boy having taken her in each hole and one of the claiming the record of eleven fucks.
“I lost count at eighty. So you enjoyed it bitch?”
“I can see you did. You now nearly a member of the gang just one last ceremony. You ready boys?”
Julie was held down by Amy and Mandy, in truth she would have been too tired to move anyway. Standing above her were eight or sore naked boys each with their cocks in their hands rubbing furiously.
The first jet of spunk hit her on her face covering her mouth her eyes in thick gelatinous cum, a second boy came on her tits. Each boy fired his spunk onto her body.
The original eight were replaced by more boys all with their cocks out all masturbating furiously.
She was covered in spunk her thighs, her blonde pubes her face her tits she was drenched in cum. They made her lick up every last drop of their cum. Like a slut she did it eagerly hungrily Mandy and Amy stripped naked and she licked their young black pussies till they came. They rewarded her by directing a warm stream of yellow salty piss into her mouth before tweaking her nipples.
“You in the gang now bitch. You one of us. You passed your initiation.”
She was a total mess as she made her way home in the morning a short skirt no knickers or bra her neck and the rest of her body covered in love bites, her hair matted with dried up spunk she looked and felt like a total slut but she couldn’t wait for another party.

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She paused and stared for a moment, and then surprised me when she stood back, looked me dead in the eye and said, “Is this what you’ve been trying so hard to get a little glimpse of?” And with that, she reached her left hand down to the lower edge of her towel, and slowly raised it to just below her navel. There before me, it all of her glory, stood my gorgeous sister, with her lovely pussy on display. This is what I’d strained for so long to see… the object of my lust and oh so many masturbatory fantasies. And to think of the strange turn of events which had lead me to this moment. God was it ever worth the effort!
Her cleft was neatly shaven, with just the wispiest of treasure trail extending just above her slit. I was flabbergasted, and I wouldn’t have been surprised if my eyes bugged out of my head and/or I’d died on the spot. I was speechless and all I could do was stare in admiration. My heart was fluttering, my mouth went dry, and I dared not move for fear of ruining this moment.
She started to lower the towel and I begged, “No, please don’t.”
“Don’t worry, little brother, we aren’t done here yet.” Then she commanded, “Get on the floor, on your knees.” The snarl in her eye had now been completely replaced by lust.
In a flash, I was kneeling before her, with my cock now completely rigid and jutting straight from my body. Penny moved gracefully to where I’d been sitting on the edge of my bed, and gently made herself comfortable.
“Get over here” was her command, and I eagerly crawled directly in front of her.
With that, she parted her knees slightly, and said, “Lick me, you little panty perv. Make me cum… and I better not catch you touching yourself, or you’re toast!”
I couldn’t believe it, but I made sure not to hesitate for fear she’d change her mind. Immediately I placed my hands on the soft flesh of her outer thigh, and leaned in toward the beautiful place which was the source of so many of my wet dreams. Her pussy lips were a dark pink and they appeared swollen, and light pink inner lips were just emerging from her slit. I kissed my way quickly up her inner thigh as she continued to splay her legs wider, her towel falling away from her hips.
Eagerly I extended my tongue and gently grazed her slit, and her juices were immediately evident. Her split continued to widen, revealing her inner lips, red, and glistening with juices. She smelled sweet with her sexy musk, and her taste was an intoxicating combination of sweet and sour. I pulled back just for a moment to admire her blooming flower, with her little bud nearly glowing bright red at the top of her folds. “Eat me, little panty-fucker. Suck my pussy” she hissed.
I don’t entirely know what had come over her, why she was so turned on. Perhaps it was her complete power over me in this situation. Possibly she’d had her own fantasies toward me. Maybe she liked the notion of herself as the ultimate object of sexual desire. Or it could have been a combination of all three. In any case, I didn’t care. I was going to pleasure my sister in the most intimate of ways, and I was eager to live out this moment, just one of my many fantasies.
I scooted just a little closer, and rested her feet on my shoulders as I leaned in. With a broad, firm tongue stroke I lapped from her little puckered anus, and between her swollen pussy lips, grazing her engorged clit with my nose, and finally pressed on her clit with my flattened tongue. With complete lust in my eyes I looked up from between her thighs to see that she had completely removed her towel, her eyes looked directly into mine while she kneaded her left breast, and tweaked her nipple with her left hand, and caressed the smooth skin of her tummy just above the tan-line of her bikini. Penny coaxed, “that’s it, little brother, lick your sister’s sweet pussy. Make your sister cum on your face.”
My attentions returned to the opening of her pussy, and as I mashed my mouth and nose into her folds, I extended my tongue deep into her cunt. Like a creature trying to coax honey from a jar with nothing but its tongue, I reached as far into her opening as I could, and I lapped at the nectar that it brought forth. It wasn’t long until I was forcibly tongue-fucking her sweet hole.
Her juices literally coated my mouth and chin, and I could see her perfect tits heaving as she continued her aggressive assault on her nipple, so I snaked my right hand to her eager cunt, letting my index finger slip into her greasy hole. I focused my attention on licking and sucking her little clitty as my finger eased into her opening, and as I turned my palm up, I quickly found the knot of flesh that I knew to be her g-spot.
My cock was throbbing and my balls ached, but I knew not to attempt to relieve the pressure for fear of Penny’s wrath. I loved watching her writhe in pleasure, as her little moans and cries were punctuated with foul-mouth comments that urged my on.
As I massaged her g-spot, I could sense her approaching orgasm, and I decided to back off. I pulled my finger from her pussy, and drug it along her flesh down to her rosebud, replacing my finger in her pussy with my tongue. My index finger teased and pushed at her asshole, finally slipping just the tip into her tight opening.
She gasped and growled “Finger my ass, you naughty little panty perv. Yeah, that’s it… oh yeah.”
I kept up the assault on her puckered little hole for a minute or two, combined with another round of aggressive tongue fucking. Again, it seemed like her orgasm was building, so I decided to keep her wanting, to let this orgasm build. I eased my finger from her wanting ass, and this time inserted my middle-finger into her pussy, quickly returning the twist of flesh on the front wall of her cunt. My lips and tongue resumed the assault of her clit, and I was in heaven.
Suddenly, her undulating hips began to buck against my face as she began to pull my hair, urging my face forcefully into her crotch. Then, just as suddenly, she froze – except for the ring of muscles in her pussy that were rapidly contracting and releasing around the finger which still applied pressure to and caressed her g-spot.
Her thighs clenched and blocked any air from reaching my lungs, but I continued to apply suction to her clit, and pressure to her pussy. She yelled in a guttural tone “Ohhhhhh yeahhhhhhh you little bitch!!!!! Fuuuuucccccckkkkkk yesssssss!!!!” Just as suddenly, she went completely limp, I gasped for air, and a warm smile came over her face.
As I rose from between her legs, my knees and hand were sore, and my cock ached and was straining for release, but I continued to resist the urge to touch myself. Penny surprised me by leaning forward and kissing me flush on the lips. French kissing me, tasting herself on my lips and tongue.
“God, you’re good at that!” she sighed.
“Why thank you.” I smiled, like a Cheshire Cat.
“And I can see that you were good, and did as I instructed” she said as she gazed at my throbbing cock, it’s head purple, and the veins looking like they my burst from the pressure in my shaft, pre-cum dripping from the opening in the tip.
Penny reached for her panties and brought them to her nose, and then she inhaled deeply. “They smell like sex. I guess I can understand why you want them to whack-off with.” With that, she handed them to me, and said, “For being a good little sex toy, you can use these to jack-off for me as you stand there. Show your big sister how you use my sexy little undies to make yourself squirt.”
Rising to my feet, I took her panties and held them to my nose, inhaling again her sweet fragrance. I lowered them to my throbbing cock, gently arranging the thin material, trying not to cum right away.
As her panties covered my manhood, I began to wrap my fist around my shaft, with the material creating a soft sheath. The head of my cock was all red and purple, and it didn’t take very long until I felt that familiar rush come over me. I cupped my balls, caressing them, and began to pump my cock in Penny’s direction with increasing intensity and purpose.
My heart was pounding and I looked at Penny as she was staring wide-eyed at my cock as it worked like a piston pumping my fist. “Fuck yeah…” she whispered, and that’s all it took. Blast after blast of creamy jizz exploded from my dick, coating my sister’s pretty pussy and tanned thighs with white spunk.
Without hesitating, I leaned down and began to lick my cum from her thighs, swallowing the first scoops, and then saving the next few licks. I rose to see a look of shock, but as I leaned in to another deep tongue kiss, sharing with her the load I’d collected in my mouth. I felt my sister wrap her arms around me, pressing her firm tits to my muscular chest, as my deflating cock came to rest on her tummy, and she said with a wicked grin “See, you’re not the only one who’s a pervert in this family, it takes one to know one.”
As we broke our embrace, she said with a lewd smile, “That was so fucking hot. Play your cards right, my little panty-boy brother, and I promise that mom will never have to know about your little habit.”
She paused and stared for a moment, and then surprised me when she stood back, looked me dead in the eye and said, “Is this what you’ve been trying so hard to get a little glimpse of?” And with that, she reached her left hand down to the lower edge of her towel, and slowly raised it to just below her navel. There before me, it all of her glory, stood my gorgeous sister, with her lovely pussy on display. This is what I’d strained for so long to see… the object of my lust and oh so many masturbatory fantasies. And to think of the strange turn of events which had lead me to this moment. God was it ever worth the effort!
Her cleft was neatly shaven, with just the wispiest of treasure trail extending just above her slit. I was flabbergasted, and I wouldn’t have been surprised if my eyes bugged out of my head and/or I’d died on the spot. I was speechless and all I could do was stare in admiration. My heart was fluttering, my mouth went dry, and I dared not move for fear of ruining this moment.
She started to lower the towel and I begged, “No, please don’t.”
“Don’t worry, little brother, we aren’t done here yet.” Then she commanded, “Get on the floor, on your knees.” The snarl in her eye had now been completely replaced by lust.
In a flash, I was kneeling before her, with my cock now completely rigid and jutting straight from my body. Penny moved gracefully to where I’d been sitting on the edge of my bed, and gently made herself comfortable.
“Get over here” was her command, and I eagerly crawled directly in front of her.
With that, she parted her knees slightly, and said, “Lick me, you little panty perv. Make me cum… and I better not catch you touching yourself, or you’re toast!”
I couldn’t believe it, but I made sure not to hesitate for fear she’d change her mind. Immediately I placed my hands on the soft flesh of her outer thigh, and leaned in toward the beautiful place which was the source of so many of my wet dreams. Her pussy lips were a dark pink and they appeared swollen, and light pink inner lips were just emerging from her slit. I kissed my way quickly up her inner thigh as she continued to splay her legs wider, her towel falling away from her hips.
Eagerly I extended my tongue and gently grazed her slit, and her juices were immediately evident. Her split continued to widen, revealing her inner lips, red, and glistening with juices. She smelled sweet with her sexy musk, and her taste was an intoxicating combination of sweet and sour. I pulled back just for a moment to admirer her blooming flower, with her little bud nearly glowing bright red at the top of her folds.
“Eat me, little panty-fucker. Suck my pussy” she hissed.
I don’t entirely know what had come over her, why she was so turned on. Perhaps it was her complete power over me in this situation. Possibly she’d had her own fantasies toward me. Maybe she liked the notion of herself as the ultimate object of sexual desire. Or it could have been a combination of all three. In any case, I didn’t care. I was going to pleasure my sister in the most intimate of ways, and I was eager to live out this moment, just one of my many fantasies.
I scooted just a little closer, and rested her feet on my shoulders as I leaned in. With a broad, firm tongue stroke I lapped from her little puckered anus, and between her swollen pussy lips, grazing her engorged clit with my nose, and finally pressed on her clit with my flattened tongue. With complete lust in my eyes I looked up from between her thighs to see that she had completely removed her towel, her eyes looked directly into mine while she needed her left breast, and tweaked her nipple with her left hand, and caressed the smooth skin of her tummy just above the tan-line of her bikini. Penny coaxed, “that’s it, little brother; lick your sister’s sweet pussy. Make your sister cum on your face.”
My attentions returned to the opening of her pussy, and as I mashed my mouth and nose into her folds, I extended my tongue deep into her cunt. Like a creature trying to coax honey from a jar with nothing but its tongue, I reached as far into her opening as I could, and I lapped at the nectar that it brought forth. It wasn’t long until I was forcibly tongue-fucking her sweet hole.
Her juices literally coated my mouth and chin, and I could see her perfect tits heaving as she continued her aggressive assault on her nipple, so I snaked my right hand to her eager cunt, letting my index finger slip into her greasy hole. I focused my attention on licking and sucking her little clitty as my finger eased into her opening, and as I turned my palm up, I quickly found the knot of flesh that I knew to be her g-spot.
My cock was throbbing and my balls ached, but I knew not to attempt to relieve the pressure for fear of Penny’s wrath. I loved watching her writhe in pleasure, as her little moans and cries were punctuated with foul-mouth comments that urged my on.
As I massaged her g-spot, I could sense her approaching orgasm, and I decided to back off. I pulled my finger from her pussy, and drug it along her flesh down to her rosebud, replacing my finger in her pussy with my tongue. My index finger teased and pushed at her asshole, finally slipping just the tip into her tight opening.
She gasped and growled “Finger my ass, you naughty little panty perv. Yeah, that’s it… oh yeah.”
I kept up the assault on her puckered little hole for a minute or two, combined with another round of aggressive tongue fucking. Again, it seemed like her orgasm was building, so I decided to keep her wanting, to let this orgasm build. I eased my finger from her wanting ass, and this time inserted my middle-finger into her pussy, quickly returning the twist of flesh on the front wall of her cunt. My lips and tongue resumed the assault of her clit, and I was in heaven.
Suddenly, her undulating hips began to buck against my face as she began to pull my hair, urging my face forcefully into her crotch. Then, just as suddenly, she froze – except for the ring of muscles in her pussy that were rapidly contracting and releasing around the finger which still applied pressure to and caressed her g-spot.
Her thighs clenched and blocked any air from reaching my lungs, but I continued to apply suction to her clit, and pressure to her pussy. She yelled in a guttural tone “Ohhhhhh yeahhhhhhh you little bitch!!!!! Fuuuuucccccckkkkkk yesssssss!!!!” Just as suddenly, she went completely limp, I gasped for air, and a warm smile came over her face.
As I rose from between her legs, my knees and hand were sore, and my cock ached and was straining for release, but I continued to resist the urge to touch myself. Penny surprised me by leaning forward and kissing me flush on the lips. French kissing me, tasting herself on my lips and tongue.
“God, you’re good at that!” she sighed. “Why thank you.” I smiled, like a Cheshire Cat.
“And I can see that you were good, and did as I instructed” she said as she gazed at my throbbing cock, it’s head purple, and the veins looking like they my burst from the pressure in my shaft, pre-cum dripping from the opening in the tip.
Penny reached for her panties and brought them to her nose, and then she inhaled deeply. “They smell like sex. I guess I can understand why you want them to whack-off with.” With that, she handed them to me, and said, “For being a good little sex toy, you can use these to jack-off for me as you stand there. Show your big sister how you use my sexy little undies to make yourself squirt.”
Rising to my feet, I took her panties and held them to my nose, inhaling again her sweet fragrance. I lowered them to my throbbing cock, gently arranging the thin material, trying not to cum right away.
As her panties covered my manhood, I began to wrap my fist around my shaft, with the material creating a soft sheath. The head of my cock was all red and purple, and it didn’t take very long until I felt that familiar rush come over me. I cupped my balls, caressing them, and began to pump my cock in Penny’s direction with increasing intensity and purpose.
My heart was pounding and I looked at Penny as she was staring wide-eyed at my cock as it worked like a piston pumping my fist. “Fuck yeah…” she whispered, and that’s all it took. Blast after blast of creamy jizz exploded from my dick, coating my sister’s pretty pussy and tanned thighs with white spunk.
Without hesitating, I leaned down and began to lick my cum from her thighs, swallowing the first scoops, and then saving the next few licks. I rose to see a look of shock, but as I leaned in to another deep tongue kiss, sharing with her the load I’d collected in my mouth. I felt my sister wrap her arms around me, pressing her firm tits to my muscular chest, as my deflating cock came to rest on her tummy, and she said with a wicked grin “See, you’re not the only one who’s a pervert in this family, it takes one to know one.”
As we broke our embrace, she said with a lewd smile, “That was so fucking hot. Play your cards right, my little panty-boy brother, and I promise that mom will never have to know about your little habit.”

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Best Sleepover Ever Prt. 2

This one is a bit short and I’m sorry about that but Im writing these late at night and right now I’m really tired. But I wanted to give you guys a bit more this time with a lot less. Lol Did that make sense? ^.^

Home For The Holidays Ch. 1: Happy New Years

— THIS STORY CONTAINS EXPLICIT CONTENT AND VULGAR LANGUAGE. It is fictional and does not depict real people or events. — Housewife Rose finds herself more than just a hostess for her husband’s holiday parties. Her husband also intends that she be the featured entertainment! Follow Rose as she entertains her husband’s guests, as she finds herself stuck at home for the holidays.