Lucy’s Tale Part 2
Lucy’s tory of discovery continues
Lucy’s tory of discovery continues
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The introduction of a teen to slut stardom
Kayla and Uncle Tim were destined to have sex together it runs in the family. This story was inspired from a visit to the Forum section of this site and was written in exchange for photos posted by a member. You will know who you are thanks for the pics they make a great story.
Mom had never slept in satin sheets, nor with me.
This is about Jordan and me; we were (and still are!) close workmates that became very close one particular night alone in a tent! WARNING: SERIOUSLY SEXY! 😀
she bet me she could hold it, but lost
An abandoning wife’s cruelty leads to a higher happiness for the husband.
Our wannabe heroine goes nightclubbing with the wife
i own nothing! My very first Clannibal fic! I might go back and add chapters to the beginning, so bear with me as I write out of order 🙂 I just couldn’t wait any longer to post it! Thank you so much to my research partner BlackInk07 for answering all my questions and letting me bounce ideas! You’re the BEST!!! This fic stemmed from a very vivid dream I had after reading some amazing Clannibal fanfic. Hope you like the dark and twisty.
I had always considered myself straight until the beginning of my junior year of high school when I caught a glimpse of my friend Josh shirtless and fell in love. That opened my eyes. I began to look around and see a great number of guys who were quite attractive. I, like any teenage boy, got horny and would often masturbate thinking of some of them. But none of them even came close to Josh and that first image of him shirtless. He is about 6’ 3” with smooth, tight skin, beautiful round pecs, A flat stomach with a slight six pack when he flexed and he had a light golden tan I would die for. His face was clear with a square jaw, a nice big smile, green eyes that made me melt, and nice head of thick light brown hair. He seemed like the perfect guy for me. He was always friendly very smart and one of the best athletes at our school. Unfortunately his family was extremely conservative and I knew that there was know way that he could be gay.
This is what tormented me for the entire school year. I knew I loved him and not just a crush, I genuinely loved him, but I also knew it wasn’t likely to happen. Armed with my newfound love for Josh, I began to watch him a lot more closely over the next year. He was a popular guy and probably could have had any girl that he wanted, but he never dated and it didn’t seem like that was because of his family. He always seemed awkward around girls which I always found cute. It was as if he wasn’t comfortable with them. Now we went to a small private school so I got to see him a lot and we would hang out with a bunch of other people, but we weren’t that great of friends. I began to change that over that junior year. By the end of the school year we got to the point that we would go see movies or just chill just the two of us. We didn’t do that too often, but it wasn’t unusual by any means.
On a class trip at the end of the year I got my wish. We just went to the city for a night and a day to hang out as a class. I knew it would be a ton of fun because I loved my class and got along with just about everybody. When we got to the hotel that night we were getting into groups of four for our hotel rooms Josh, Kaden, James, and I were already talking to each other when they were passing out the keys so we just decided to room together. When we made it to the room I tried to position myself to see if I could share a bed with Josh and as soon as he flopped down on a bed I through my stuff down on it. It was already ten when we got there and we were supposed to be in our rooms by eleven so we decided to go take a swim in the pool.
No one wanted to be the person who stripped in front of other guys so we just each changed in the bathroom, unfortunately. However, I was really looking forward to a night of seeing Josh’s beautiful body on display. I think the reason I liked his body so much was because I hated my body. I wouldn’t say that I was ugly, but I wasn’t someone a lot of girls were after. I was about 5’9” skinny, weak, and pale with an almost girly waist. My best feature was my greenish blue eyes that looked like a rippling stream this went well with by soft medium length blonde hair. I was very self conscious being around a guy like Josh, but I eventually got comfortable with the idea. Just swimming got boring really quick so the four of us decided to play a little chicken. Josh and I paired up and just the thought of touching his gorgeous chest woke my dick up a bit. Fortunately it didn’t grow too much because I hoped on his shoulders and it was pressed up against his neck. It didn’t take long before I knocked Kaden into the water. Josh and I celebrated and then he dropped me into the water. I was mad so while I was under I pulled his trunks down a little and got a glimpse at his tight little butt. He pulled his trunks up fast and shot me a glare. I just shrugged and hopped out of the pool because it was almost eleven.
When we got back to the room Kaden and James revealed that they were planning on sneaking out and scoring some booze and chicks at about midnight and invited us. That wasn’t our thing and they both knew that, but I guess they felt that it was polite to ask. Josh and I just chilled in our swim trunks while Kaden and James both showered and got ready for a night out. As soon as they left Josh got a mischievous grin on his face and declared that he had to take a shower. He dropped his shorts and strutted over to the bathroom. I had not expected that. He always seemed really shy to me, but I guess he was comfortable enough with his body (or just with me) not to care. I didn’t care why he did it, I was just glad that I finally caught sight of his dick even if it did look kind of small. My mind was racing with what this sudden unveiling could mean and the possibilities brought my dick to a full erection that was hard to hide in my trunks. He finished in a few minutes and came out stark naked once again. I was hoping to wait until he was on the other side of the bed to get up and go to the shower so that he wouldn’t see my erection, but he sat right next to me on the bed, still naked, and looked through his bag for some shorts to sleep in. I was just gonna wait for him to leave, but then he asked, “Aren’t you going to get a shower now?”
I panicked and replied, “Yeah, yeah, sure.” So I got up with my six inch dick tenting my trunks and walked past him.
He looked up, his eyes widened and I was sure he was gonna freak out, but then he said, “Your trunks will dry faster out here, there is too much steam in there.” I figured at this point that he wanted to see my hard on so I turned toward him and dropped my trunks and stepped out of them; his eyes bugged out and I saw his still naked dick twitch before I went into the bathroom. You can bet I made it through that shower as quickly as possible, but my dick still shrank a bit before I dried off. When I got out of the bathroom Josh was in bed under the covers. He looked over at me and asked, “Do you masturbate?”
I stopped in my tracks a little shocked by the question and answered, “Yeah, why? Do you?”
“ Sometimes, the reason I asked was because I figured that you probably would in the shower, since you obviously need it.” He said that then just gave me that famous mischievous grin he always gets and looked me right in the eyes and said, “Don’t worry about getting turned on, I want you as bad as you want me.” With that he flipped the covers off revealing his sexy nude body and his small four inch hard on. This is when I was positive that I loved him. Because when he revealed himself to me and I knew that he wanted me, I didn’t care one bit about his dick I just wanted to be with him. My eyes never left his, but before I new what was happening I was sitting in bed next to him and our lips were moving closer and closer together. It was the first kiss for both of us and we made the most of it. It seemed very natural for me to slip my tongue into his mouth and caress it. Our tongues intertwined in a slow passionate kiss that lasted for minutes. I began to rub my hand all over his chest feeling the hard smooth pecs I had admired for months. His hands found their way to my neck and head pulling me into our kiss and running his fingers through my hair.
When we finally broke apart I had to have more of him so I began kissing his neck and then his shoulders and then his chest. I loved his chest so much I probably could have cummed just by feeling it with the tips of my fingers, but now I was kissing it trying to hold out for a while longer. I kissed his smooth pecs all around caressing each spot with my tongue as I went. I circled each nipple slowly like this and then finally put on of them in my mouth and started sucking on it and he began to moan softly. I was going solely on instinct and flicked the tip of his nipple with my tongue before I switched to the other one to do the same.
I finished with his nipples and lightly trailed my tongue down his stomach until I reached his erection. I slowly licked and sucked on his balls as he began to wiggle around a bit. I gently massaged each ball before I slowly licked up the length of his shaft to the tip and got a taste of his pre cum. I lifted my head a little so that I could roll back his foreskin and then I licked head all around and he practically screamed that he was going to cum so I moved my head and pointed the shaft towards his chest and stomach. He shot four good loads of cum all over his own stomach with a little making it up to his chest. I saw on his face a look of pure bliss and was glad that I had made him feel so good. I also saw his perfect flat stomach and chest covered in his cum and slowly began to suck it up and lick it clean. I took my time took make it more enjoyable, not just for him, but also for me. I massaged each spot with my tongue as I cleaned away his sperm. I continued that moving slowly up his body until it was all clean and then I brought my lips back to his and we made out sharing his cum while we did.
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I’ve known him for a couple years now. We had become fast friends, and the best kinds of friends. We shared everything with one another; our hopes, dreams, and even our sexual fetishes.
Disclaimer: this is an introduction of a series for my 1st story…I do apologize if I won’t meet ur expectations…but if ur in for some romance and good sex read…I suggest you read this as well…
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Natalia never ever considered herself as pretty or attractive…she simply hates how she looks like…she hates seeing herself in the mirror with that jet black thick wavy hair that she has to keep in a bun just to manage it…she hates her tan skin coz she never got to play snow white, always the evil stepmother…she hates her oversized black eyes which she thinks are too large for her small round face…she hates her chubby cheeks that doesn’t seem to blush no matter how many times she pinched them to almost slap her face to do so…she hates her long neck for she’s always teased as mama goose…she hates that she is born short with a 5ft flat height…she hates her voluptuous figure when she badly wanted to be skinny like those blonde dolls…and she hates the fact that she doesn’t have anyone to blame for her physical misfortune…for she blames her appearance for not being chosen to be adopted, ever.
She grew up in an exclusive for girls orphanage and stayed there until yesterday, 1st of december…her 22nd birthday.
Her birth of date was carefully embroidered together with her first name on the bib that she was wearing when she was left in the front gate of an orphanage during a snow storm during the night of december 1980…and its her one and only treasure that she carries wherever, whenever…a link to her past, to where she came from, to who she is…
Although Natalia is pessimistic when it comes to herself…she wasn’t the type who really dwells on the past especially the ones she has no clue of at all…she recognizes the fact that part of her wants to know it but she is also convinced that she cannot bring the past back and so she must look forward thinking that she might stumble on her past along the way…a possibility…and she will remain Natalia Acres, a last name taken from the orphanage’s name, Golden Acres.
And as a way of moving forward and a way of gratitude to those who run the orphanage for letting her stay longer, she agreed to work for one of the orphanage’s donors…a job which is a mystery in itself…
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November 30, 2002
A luxury car entered the front gate of the orphanage…Natalia together with the younger orphans were picking up vegetables at the back of the main house of the 5-hectare property of the orphanage…totally clueless of the happenings…so it startled her when the head mistress herself came rushing to the backyard, screaming her name…before she even had to chance to answer, the head mistress was already dragging her towards the house and to her office…the youngsters were left shocked but wasn’t able to follow them to satisfy their growing curiosity with what just happened because the cook and assistant to the head mistress guided them back to the backyard…
As they entered the office, Natalia was greeted by another older lady who introduced herself as the secretary of the lawyer for one of the orphanage’s sponsor…Natalia got even more confused…and before she can even ask, she heard the woman asked the head mistress if she can take her now…fear was instantly very clear on Natalia’s face…but calmed down upon hearing the head mistress told the other lady that she should bring her back before dinner…
It’s not as if Natalia has never been out of the orphanage’s compound, not often though, but its definitely her first time to be going to the “city” and of course in an expensive looking car…the orphanage is in a little town 20 minutes away from the city…the town consist of 50 families mostly families who run their own farms and small shops in the town’s proper…so she is both stunned and frightened how suddenly busy her surroundings became…but Natalia, despite being home-schooled and the lack of time for proper learning in the orphanage, she is very intelligent and very talented…but the fear of losing a family “again” prevented her to go to college and decided, actually begged the head mistress to let her stay when all orphans are only allowed to stay until they are eighteen years of age…
Seeing how Natalia tightly clasped her hands together, almost pale by it, the old lady sensed her nervousness and she pitied her already…but dismissed the feeling quickly and continued reading the papers she had been working on since they left the orphanage…it was Natalia’s record…and little did Natalia knew…she was consumed by the sights to notice…
Natalia was expecting they’d be stopping in one of the tall buildings anytime soon…but they have already passed those and they were heading to more like a residential area where houses are big and lawns trimmed…and before she can ask again, they stopped in front of a palace-like house…before she can even react, the lady announced that they have arrived to the lawyer’s house…and hurried to follow her…
Natalia of course had never been exposed to such luxury, the car ride was already overwhelming having used to riding just bicycle when running errands around their little town…so entering a house adorned with wealth and beauty was simply an exaggeration for her…but she remained tact, literally ignored everything but this old lady, and waited what was yet to happen.
As they entered the front door they were immediately greeted by another old lady in a maid’s uniform and ushered them directly to the office and left as soon as they stepped inside, closing the door behind them…
Natalia was getting more confused and anxious but stayed calm…and followed the secretary to two huge leather chairs in front of another huge wooden desk…and what Natalia noticed and got her wondering was that there’s no chair behind the desk…the moment they got settled comfortably, they heard the door opened…the secretary immediately stood and Natalia followed frantically and turned to face the door…and there, an old man on his wheelchair…that answered her…pushed by the same old woman in maid’s uniform…he gestured them to seat and they did…
When the old man was properly positioned behind the desk…he was down to business…
“Good afternoon…Natalia Acres is the name, right?” Natalia nodded although he was obviously asking his secretary, who also nodded and went back to writing as he continued speaking… but was now facing her…”Very well…I’m sure this is confusing to you…wondering what does a sponsor’s lawyer need with you…” Natalia just nodded, anxiously holding on to his words…”Ms. Acres, as mentioned, I represent one of the orphanage’s sponsor’s since my client wanted to remain his identity confidential…” (Natalia noted “wanted”) “and his identity will remain confidential…however, there have been changes to the situation…”
(“He” Natalia noted again but was getting more confused though she’s coming up with an idea of her current situation)
“…and well Ms Acres, to let you know, my client supported a lot of institutions, mostly orphanages” (there goes the past tense again, Natalia noted “supported”)
“…and one of the institutions that my client gave most support is the orphanage where you belong…” He paused for a moment as his secretary put a folder on his desk…took it and started reading…the continued… “we heard that you have gone beyond the allowable age…”
This time Natalia panicked and immediately interrupted the old man…”Oh, no, please don’t kick me out…the place had more kids than ever…I’m sure head mistress will need extra hand aside from the cook and her assistant, now that three more had been added to the number of children…you don’t need to pay me, I will work hard for my stay…please please don’t kick me out, I beg of you, please let mr…let our sponsor know that I will be a great help…” She pleaded and almost out of breath as she finished her speech.
Both of the elderly looked at her earnestly, but she saw that they were amused than worried of her pleading…and she returned they’re gazes but still pleading through her eyes…
And to bring her out of her misery…the lawyer spoke…
“Oh Ms Acres, you are greatly mistaken…we are not here to kick you out…” He saw her relief..
“However, there really had been changes in the situation…” He took a deep breath “My client passed away last weekend…”
Natalia, was utterly shocked, tried to speak but found it hard to speak out her worries which is for the orphanage…as if reading her thoughts the old man continued talking…
“I see you are worried, the orphanage will still get support each month…my client is very rich Ms Acres…” Stating this as if she has every right to know…Natalia, dismissed the thought but wondered why was she there in the first place…
“The real situation is why you are…” Natalia is literally on her seat’s edge, finally, she thought.
“Before my client passed away, his trusted assistant who looked after the property where he lived also passed away…actually it is a property that has been with their families for generations…it is expected that only trusted employees get to work there…however, the said estate is now passed on to my client’s sole heir…”
“How does it concern me? Why am I here?” Natalia thought.
“Now…it is included in the last will that the support for the orphanage where you come from will continue as long as one of orphans, legal of age, and not set to be adopted, will take over the care of the said estate…” He waited for her to react, when he heard none and saw that she won’t attempt to react anyway, he continued… “Unfortunately, aside from you, the oldest is still nine years of age…” Somehow seeing her in a state of understanding, “Yes, Ms Acres, we are here to hire you.”
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December 2, 2002
Tears continued to pour as the limo took her away from her family. It may be an orphanage, but the people there were the only family she had…but she’s leaving for them and constantly reminding herself of that somehow made her at ease.
She wasn’t able to get enough sleep since he left the lawyer’s house…and crying since last night drained all her energy, she fell asleep as they drove further…
…It was dark…but she knew she is in a garden…the dark red rose surrounded her and slowly melted and pooled around her feet…she was mesmerized as how red they were and so she touched one…and fear engulfed her as she felt how sticky they were…she knew then…blood…and before she can even scream…cold air wrapped her body…she closed her eyes, and felt his hand on her shoulder…shaking her…huh? Shaking her?…then she heard voices and loud noise…
She was dreaming…
The hand on her shoulder was that of the driver, standing outside the limo, waking her up…and as the surrounding cleared around her, right outside the limo, behind the open door on her side, standing was the secretary who she didn’t get the name until now, and the lawyer just far ahead…
As she got out, that was then she noticed where the loud noise came from, on the other side of the limo is a small plane, engines already running, ready to take off…and she gave the lawyer a scared look…he just nodded back at her, knowing exactly what her question was going to be…
She had no choice…she was already informed that the estate is in another place and to keep it confidential, she won’t be informed until she arrived there…with a huge, final sigh, she walked slowly towards the unknown…
…They flew towards the setting of the sun…all overwhelmed her…but instead to enjoy the experience…she put on d eye mask and went to sleep…anxiety drained the life out of her…she never felt so tired in her life…all she wanted was to stop thinking, and she did…
She was awaken by the captain speaking in a very foreign language…maybe to keep the location confidential, she rolled her eyes to the thought…still can’t believe that there are people living like this…and she went with the flow and kept the mask on as she felt the plane landed that night…
She was again ushered to another limo nearby…rolling her eyes on the exaggeration for her relocation…noticing that they landed on a single runway surrounded by mountains…
She got into the limo and she felt cold…very cold…she was very nervous…
And not far away from where they landed, less than five minutes away to be exact…they entered a huge, tall brass gate…it was mechanical, so the only person she saw after landing is the driver…
They drove to what looked like a forest surroundings, but the road is still paved…as they drove further, Natalia was fidgeting…eager to finally see the house of this estate…but it was a long drive…felt like they were driving for an hour…she was getting tired when finally they were nearing a clearing…and to her delight, they were driving along the coast…the shore was still, glistening as the moon reflects on it…Natalia was never been to a beach before, she only saw them on story books…so it was dreamy for her…
She felt that they were driving up a hill and the shore remained calmed below…and they stopped…and her mouth dropped…on top of the hill was a huge mansion…bigger than the orphange, bigger than that of the lawyer’s…and it shines bright as the huge moon seemed to sit on top of it…the driver, who she hasn’t heard speak, opened the door for her…as she got out, the enormous two-door entrance opened, and two older ladies emerged…one went directly to get her luggage from the driver, and went back in immediately…the other, waited for the other and the driver to disappear before talking…
“Welcome home Ms Natalia…” The woman smiled shyly. “My name is Ramona, one of your servers…please do come in, I am sure you are tired, your room is ready…” Natalia was just to stunned to speak, but was following the old lady up the steps to the house…
The moment she stepped in, she was surprised, not by the lavish interior adorned with white and gold decors but surprised with what se suddenly felt…all these times she was nervous…but that very moment, she felt she was finally home…
As she heard the entrance door closed behind her, her heart did one powerful beat, a beat that almost cause her heart to explode out…little did she know what was awaken with that single beat…
To be continued…
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About 5 miles out of the quiet town of Love Creek Indiana; a dirt track splits from the highway to snake across the flat 3 miles of golden corn fields to the Cummings farm stead. That evening the star scattered sky was slowly beginning to smother the light, as the last rays of a particularly hot day receded then vanished.
The impressive wooden house built over the years by 4 generations of land toilers was silent and peaceful; the nightly cacophony of crickets and the low groans of the cows in their barn the only sounds audible.
From the veranda sounded the squeak of a rocking chair as a young woman relaxed, enjoying the transition from day to night. The girl, just 18 was the youngest of the family; her ma, pa and two brothers still out for the evening in Love Creek’s only hot spot the new bar and grill. She relished the peace and quiet having put on a mock dismay at needing to stay behind and look after Butch, the family gun dog. He’d been howling and playing up all day as if something was troubling him and they feared he was sick. But now he relaxed on the floor beside her, making her think maybe it had all been an act.
The girl was about 5, 6 with long blonde hair. Her tiny waist curved at her hips the tight jeans hugging her firm thighs down to bare small feet. Her face with cute nose and hazel eyes was slightly freckled, her skinny t-shirted frame supplemented with a firm 36inch bust.
Daisy Cummings gave a long satisfied stretch, pouting her large puffed lips and got up to go inside. “Com’n Butch, lets turn in.”
As she closed the veranda door she didn’t notice the flickering light in the sky or the sudden hush as the insects froze in the tall grass fields around her. Butch had begun to whimper again and she shook his head gripping his short fur roughly in affection.
“Hey what’s wrong boy?”
Suddenly there was a flash, then a deafening roar as outside maybe two hundred yards away the corn field ignited the ground rising in a hissing furrow. Within seconds a huge object had singed a deep scar all the way to the Cummings homestead. The timbers crashed as tons of metal saucer rose up to rest against the crumbling building, its rim overhanging the roof shielding the full moon and casting the house into pitch darkness.
Then silence.
A quarter of a mile away Jed, cousin to the Cummings siblings quickened his pace. What had been an evening stroll to see his family had now turned into a horrible nightmare.
“Oh gawd an air crash or sumut!” He had figured.
He knew there was no one for miles, maybe the phones still worked in the crushed house, if so he could raise the alarm. Twenty feet behind him a jack rabbit had been watching, concentrating on the human figure. As the man moved away it relaxed sniffed the air then followed. The electric shock as the creature touched the outside of the rapidly forming half mile wide invisible dome sent it flying, its heart giving way.
Jed never noticed that the warm breeze no longer crossed the fields or the air was now drier the stars seeming to be dull in the sky. Nor did he realize only a few paces slower and he would never have reached the house that evening. His only thoughts were for his relations trapped under the huge silver disc.
Aboard the craft its occupants worked feverishly, but without panic. The shield would protect them while they made the appropriate repairs. The creatures were insect like; large bugs 4 to 5 foot high standing on four arched legs, shells on their back with smaller tentacles for manipulating devices. Their collective hive mind processed and gave instructions in microseconds as scores of the creatures had gone to work inside and outside the craft.
As Jed approached he struggled to make sense of the scene. The house was under the large disc, metal tentacles sprouting from it’s under belly entwining the building in a robotic hug, other tentacles appeared to be snaking to the farm out buildings, while others burrowed under the soil. He could see shapes on the hull and as he neared he gave a horrified cry of disbelief.
Daisy was awoken by the light vibration on the metal floor beneath her. She opened her eyes wiping her blonde locks from her face. She realized she was no longer in the house. Her bare feet felt cold on the buzzing metal and she blinked the light too bright. The room if you could call it that appeared to be at a slight incline the walls glowing illuminating the cold space. She was in a large glass box the top open but too high for her to reach. The space had a layer of mist at floor level and she could only barely see the walls through the blinding haze.
“Hello, anyone there?” She called pressing her cute nose against the glass.
There were sounds of movement and she reeled back with a shriek as one of the creatures came close to the glass. She was panting her chest heaving her young eyes unable to turn away.
“Oh god, oh Ma, Pa helppp!!!!”
Above her the ceiling opened and a mass of thin segmented metal tentacles descended, gripping her. She screamed as she was entwined, one tentacle around her slim waist another on her knees and ankles, more still around her wrists. The metal coils snaked under her t-shirt ripping it apart the tentacles wrapping around her blushing hard mounds. They squeezed tight making them bulge like balloons.
“Awwww ooooohhhhh! No stop ugggghhhhhh!” She squirmed as the tapered vibrating ends pressed her nipples, the metal cold and unyielding.
“Aww that hurts ugghhhh!”
Her jeans were been unbuckled then dragged from her thin calves over her red nailed toes. She gave a scream but then gargled as one of the tentacles entered her mouth the buzzing tip clattering on her teeth.
“Awwwwwtttttttttttttt!”
The creature spoke telepathically, its words forming inside her head; the noises from its claw mouthed face only a series of clicks.
“Be still, you cannot resist.”
It manipulated a console and the tentacles spread her legs wide ripping her panties from her.
“We wish to examine you internally.”
Daisy was sweating profusely, the droplets forming on her encircled tits. She managed to pull her mouth momentarily from the vibrating head.
“No stop nooo awwwwwww!”
A tentacle was curling up between her legs its end beginning to seep a clear lubricant. The ones on her tits also began to sweat the oil making her tits shinny and slippery. She coughed as it re entered into her hot moist mouth, this end now also producing the disgusting tasting gel.
“Mmmmmggggg!”
She felt another cold vibrating tip pushing her pussy lips. She moaned in her head, her hole still sweet and virginal about to be defiled. The tip pressed against her, lips parting and she gave a horrified gaze at the creature as the tentacle head opened her up for the very first time.
Her mind raced,” it must be a dream, this can’t be happening ugggggghh!”
“Ohhh, awwwwwwww!!!!!!”
On the outside of the craft Jed had run as fast as he could away from the scene; but within 20 or so strides he felt himself tripped overwhelmed by the abominations he had seen toiling on the crashed ship. He screamed, the creatures coiling him in web type material, forming a tight bind around his body. He was carried inside the ship, through dark corridors into a bright room a recognizable voice moaning and crying nearby.
“Ugghh ohhh Jed uggh please help ugghh ohhhhhh!”
Jed just stared unable to move. In the glass box was his gorgeous young cousin. She was naked her large hipped ass upturned; her body bent double, face on the cold floor her eyes ablaze. Long legs stretched entwined in coils her hair matted from sweat.
“Agggg get these things out of meeeeeee!”
He could see the metal snake buried into her tight twat the goo running out of her slit dripping to the floor. Her eyes were staring straight at him and he could see the sensation in them. Another long tentacle was twisting and probing its metal length deep in her sore pink anus.
“Oooohhhhhh ohhh please uggghhh too deeeepp ugghhhhh!”
The creature was very satisfied so far.” Hmm your cavities are very elastic and adaptable. I must explore further.” The buzzing heads twisted deeper and deeper.
“Awwwwwwwwww it’s going to kill mee uggghhhhhhh!”
The creature turned to Jed. Its clawed spiny hands slicing his shirt open to caress his bare chest. It called to its collective mind and within seconds Jed was pinned by more slimy bugs as they attached a tortoise like shell to his head. The last thing his free mind saw was Daisy still grunting and moaning the probes ever so deep up her tight holes.
The alien turned back to her as its companions attached wires to the skull cap on Jed’s head. She felt herself lifted her legs pulled wider calves straining. The two hole-fucking tentacles began to pump in and out. Daisy screamed as her cunt was pounded faster and faster the slopping noises making her feel sick. Her ass was on fire as the rear probe flexed and wriggled in and out. Her head thrashed from side to side her mouth giving an oval pout of discomfort.
“Oooooooooohhhhhhh!”
She begged to the impassive insect as his monitored her response. “Uggg, ug, ug, ooh shit oohhh ahhhhh! Stop! Stop! Please, why are you doing this?”
Without warning the tentacles released their grip, her legs buckling, tits bouncing back into shape, her holes releasing their probes with a revolted squeal from Daisy. “Oohhhieeeegggggghh!”
She heard the creature in her head again.
“You will now mate with the male species.”
She saw Jed was naked his head up but his eyes blank. She’d never seen her cousin undressed before, the mid twenties farm boy having a firm physique his long cock unashamedly erect the foreskin pulled back by the taught ness of his erection.
“Oh God, but I’ve nev… and he’s my cousin!”
The cell walls disappeared and she felt the cold mist surround her as she sat legs curled, her hips giving her the delectable hour glass shape.
One of the creatures was near to him a long wire coming from its head to the top of Jeds skull cap. The thing seemed to be controlling his movements as the farm boy jerked and swayed. The bug also seemed uncomfortable as it tried to get used to controlling a two legged creature. Daisy began to shake as eventually it moved Jed towards her, the man’s erection fat and hard; his mouth foaming slightly like a rabid animal.
Outside in the surrounding fields the state troopers had arrived and cordoned off the only road approaching the Cummings Ranch. The first police car had hit the energy field head on and the two occupants were lucky to be alive; the car now a burnt out wreck.
As they searched for a possible way around or through the invisible but very real energy shield the sheriff tried to calm Daisy’s Ma and Pa. The house was now shrouded in mist and the sheriff could only make out feint images along with segments of a large shinny disc craft.
“My girl’s in there; oh have mercy! We need to do something!” Wailed Ma Cummings; having to be held back from assured electrocution as she tried to storm forward.
The sheriff tried to calm her friends, she’d only just been promoted and now all this crazy shit. It was bad enough been the towns first woman sheriff and now having to deal with crashed space ships, she was already beginning to feel the doubting eyes of unconvinced towns folk.
The sheriff was called Candy Vale. She was in her early thirties, married with kids. Ex town prom queen she had grown up here and had served as a deputy until the ill health of her boss had seen her unexpectedly promoted. She was tall with blonde wavy hair and struggled sometimes to be taken seriously; her Baywatch type figure all tits and ass proving very distracting to her male colleagues. Her nickname was Officer Anderson in homage to her TV look alike. A name none dare say to her face apart from her husband who found it quite amusing.
Candy knew the government agencies would be here soon. Unlike in the movies there was no actual ultra secret department always ready to be on site within minutes. In fact communications had been painfully slow and even now as she waited for their arrival she could imagine it would be one lowly official with nothing else to do this evening. There were shouts of excitement as one of her troopers came running up to her, his face grinning with relief at a job well done.
“Sheriff!” He said respectfully, “I’ve found a way in!”
Back in the saucer the floor around Daisy was rising up to form a low table as she lay with long fingers gripping its metal edge her legs curled tight close. Jed was not responding to her cries and as the creature grew in confidence with his control Jed became more animated and less like a puppet. He gripped her arms half climbing on the table his head down taking a nipple between his lips.
“Uggh Jed, no ugghh mmnn!” She tried to push him off as his cock slapped against her knee.
“No for God sake, Jed ugghhhh!” Her cousin didn’t respond his slurping mouth taking more and more tit flesh into it as his slobbered on her young boobs.
Outside the deputy pointed with pride at his finding. Two fields down a drainage ditch ran parallel to the edge of the shield. The electric force slightly visible as insects buzzed then flashed as they unwittingly crossed it.
In the ditch was a 4 foot wide drain used to channel water when irrigation was needed. As Candy looked in she could see it ran into the next field. Behind the shield!
She paused for a moment, “did the shield go under ground?” She couldn’t tell. Using a pole she tried to test it. No reaction. She made a decision and began to crawl through. The group of lawmen watched her appear unscathed on the other side. Sheriff Candy was through.
In the ship her presence was immediately noticed, the creatures taking an instant to asses then correct their error. The tunnel hissed and sparked as the deputy following screamed. The shield now penetrated into the ground the poor unfortunate man been dragged from the tube his body burnt. The sheriff drew her revolver,” no turning back now.” She thought, beginning to creep through the tall corn towards the homestead.
The aliens gathered round the examination table chattering in their undecipherable tongue. The one attached to Jed remained static its mind focused on controlling its rampant host. Jed’s hands were all over her body, his fat farmer fingers clutching her tiny waist, caressing under her arms making her shiver and squeal.
“Uggh Jed stop uggh ohh please ooohhh!”
His mouth trailed spittle from one sucked nipple as it moved to the other one, descending with a hungry slurp! She clawed his back; her talons streaking up his spine but Jed didn’t respond.
“The lead,” she realized, gripping the skull cap. Long spiny arms reached down from all sides holding her wrists pulling her arms back away from the connector, the creatures speaking in her head.
“Stop resistingzzz the insertionzzz!”
Her beautiful young thighs felt the grip of claws as her legs spread involuntarily. Jed’s cock was rubbing her lightly haired mound the fat head sliding close but not into her hole. A creature took hold of Jed’s prick aiding his colleague attempts at directing it and she felt his tip spreading her hole.
“Aggg stop, stop no, no, nooo!” Jed’s body jerked his eyes still half rolled into their sockets as his member road up her loosened canal a few inches.
“Ugggghhhhhhhhhhh noooooo!”
The controlling bug started to shudder as it drew the sensations from Jed’s mind. The others chattered excitedly, their collective mind already making an analysis. Jed began to rock back and forth his hands now pushing her tits down, pinning her hard onto her back.
Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, awww, aww ohhhh!”
Daisy felt his rock hard flesh sliding against her walls, the tip going deeper and deeper. Her face looked up at Jed as she grunted her mouth wet the pink lips glistening. His firm sexy torso rode above her and she almost forgot the retched creatures pulling her arms back so her chest thrust up; others pressing her thighs down almost to the table surface her pelvis rising to suck in the mans robotically pistoning cock.
“Aww ugh, uggh, ugghh oh, oh arrrrrrrrr, arrrrrggg!”
The lead alien spoke to her as the fucking proceeded.
“The experience is enjoyable for our hostzzz; his thoughts are vivid and your body is arousing interesting feelings in him.”
Daisy had only just accepted the creatures had control of his body, now she gave an embarrassed groan realizing his mind was still focused a slave to his automated shell. The spittle dropped from his pursed lips onto her face as he continued to rut only the whites of his eyes visible. Suddenly his thoughts filled her head as the creature began transmitting them with perverse delight.
“Oh, ugh fuck soo tight oh the little hot slut uuggghh, oh God fuck her faster, faster make me come, fuck it ahhh, oohh. She’s pinned real good oohh yeah take it you little bitch yeahhh argghhh!”
Other thoughts danced around; slap his cock in her face, twist her nipples and let her scream, push her legs back make her suck her own toes. His fantasizes flooded in from years of sitting chatting on the homestead veranda. Bend her over take her up her young shit box, ride her like dirty dog. Jed’s body suddenly stopped as all the creatures turned to each other in discussion.
The mist around the house was getting thicker and thicker, as Candy approached. She was sure the saucer was responsible. “Yet more shielding,” She assessed. “They’re up to something they don’t want us to see.”
She had being following a depression in the field along the side of the farm, the recessed ground curling towards the back of the building near the barns. She could tell someone was on top of the saucer as sounds of hammering echoed eerily down, but the fog was too thick to see clearly and she nearly fell into the side of the Cummings barn as she tripped on something.
Below her was the silver girth of a large segmented tentacle. It snaked back towards the ship and onwards through newly smashed planks into the barn. She tried to peer in through a crack. As she crouched down her black trousers stretched tight to her curved rear, her blonde hair now cascading over her shoulders, denim shirt holding that fantastic bust in place. The roof was holed in several places by falling debris and the moons rays shone in.
She could just see the long tentacle split into many smaller ones like a squid, each one finally imbedded in a silent immobile animal. Their bodies were scattered everywhere; still alive but incapacitated. One cow gave a horrid moan seconds latter a free metal tip pressing into its mouth with a long gargle from the beast. Candy bit her wrist in revulsion, her no nonsense law woman manner deserting her.
“Oh my god, what insanity is this?”
Outside of the shield the crowd of cops, town officials and Cummings family could do nothing. The Mayor had taken charge and it was with great relief that a small convoy of Humvee wagons appeared, moving rapidly towards the site. As the military vehicles arrived a mix of armed battle dressed and civilian clothed troops dismounted. The Major in charge chewed on his cigar snapping his fingers instructing a tall woman in a long white surgical coat to follow him.
“Good evening Mayor,” announced the Major cigar still in his mouth. “This is Capt Fin my medical officer; she needs to get up to speed. Her team will be taking over the operation.”
The Mayor looked confused. “Operation? ”
Capt Fin smiled. Tall with rimmed spectacles and long matt black hair she looked like a ghost, her pale face and white coat shinning in the moonlight.
“What do you mean operation?” He continued.
“To make contact,” she said calmly with a slight smile.
Back in the ship Daisy was still grunting over and over. The creatures had continued with the fucking after a few seconds of animated debate. The thrusts from Jed were getting harder as his pelvis smacked against her spread wide groin. Each slam forward was reaching deep inside her.
“Uggh, uggh, ahh, ahhh, awwww! Oh please stop. No moreugghhh!”
Jed’s thoughts still filled her head, his disgusting images and ecstatic delight making her deflowering all the more dirty and debauched. She felt her groin getting tighter her spine tingling. His carnal pleasure swelled in her mind, his growing arousal affecting her body. All the while a third mind more menacing and dark remained on the edge of her thoughts, it was aliens watching and sampling. There were too many people in her head at once and she gave an aroused groan of lust her clit hardening like she had never experience before.
“Ohh, mmmnn, no, no it’s not right ugghhh, ooh, oooh, ooohhhhh!”
She felt her pussy wet with her own juice. The mans cock now slid with ease only exciting him more and in turn bringing her nearer a peak. A vicious gasping circle as she experienced the pleasure of a tight virgin fuck not only through her eyes but the through the senses of the pounding man. She began to feel the heat building in her pelvis, nipples hardening her breathing shallow.
“Ohhfuck awwww, ugghh oh, oh, no, no, noooo I’m cominggg aggghhhhhh!”
Her fleshy canal tightened as she foamed with juice her own blinding orgasm dominant, but Jed’s building climax also apparent getting stronger and stronger. The bug began to shake, Jed’s orgasmic effect new and exciting to it. The other bugs pulled the farmers waist back, as Daisy writhed grinding her sloppy pussy onto his prick.
“OOhhh I can’t take it againnnnnn, Aeeeeeeiieeee!” She wailed arching her back, firm tits pointing to the sky.
His burning cock plopped out of her as it erupted, spattering semen over her mound. Another two jerks of the cock filled her little belly button. Daisy’s face was a picture of disgust, witnessing a man’s ejaculation for the first time. Her mind felt him coming like no woman had done before, the seed flooding his pipe before the relief of its exit.
“Uuuuhh Jed, ugggggg no, no.” Daisy legs were still wide apart her pussy lips drooling and flexing as she involuntarily spasmed; experiencing Jed’s showering climax.
The bug’s claws caressed her sweating panting tummy; spreading Jed’s meager sticky shot. They all agreed this load was most disappointing; some improvements would have to be done here.
The newly arrived military team had set up a large antenna dish and a group of ear phoned white smocks had already begun turning dials making calculations. The infantry had taken up observation points around what was quickly becoming the base camp for what they hoped would be a planet to planet meeting. All the while the force field hummed gently; glowing a faint green in the pitch black each time the moon rays were blocked by clouds. The antenna device was transmitting and Dr Fin stood with her assistant patiently waiting for a response.
After only five minutes they got a response.
Capt Fin’s assistant saw it first and gripped her officers arm.
“What is it Jackie?” The sexy captain asked, seeing the assistant raise her finger as if to point. Jackie was in her very late teens with ringlet red hair, she looked like a coed Nicole Kidman. She had been in the military less than a year, a secondment from Cal tech. Her frightened reaction made her feel foolish, envious of the stony faced troops around her. Each was expertly masking their fear as a four legged giant bug approached out of the fog.
In the ship Daisy knelt in a corner hands tied behind her back. A silver steel collar and pole attached to the wall kept her passively upright. Jed was thankfully back in control of his body. He gave anguished cries as he tried to break free from the vertical table he was tied to. Hands and legs out bound in a star shape. The creatures worked quickly each new procedure bringing a wail of dismay, then one of discomfort from the unfortunate man as they operated on him.
Sheriff Vale took a deep breath. She needed to go on; there were surely lives at stake. Drawing her revolver she edged around the nightmare barn to look into the Farmyard. A large hole had appeared where the old Cummings harvester usually parked. Twenty feet across, it had numerous tentacles similar to the barn one, all coming from the ship entering the pit like some outrageous air-conditioning ducting. She crept to the edge but was unable to see far down; the tunnel bending and appearing to head off horizontal about two storey under ground. She got her orientation, the horror mounting again. It headed east. East to Love Creek!
In the experiment room the creatures finished their alterations to their captured specimen. The lead bug paused, its brain transmitting the orders to its eager crew.
“The intruding earth woman has come close enough, bring her to me.”
The military communication device had worked better than anyone could have expected. Capt Fin and her team had been pushing the boundaries of telepathic communication these last few years, the final result the device in front of them. It was designed for transmitting thoughts more than actual words, hopefully spanning any language barrier. And the response had been almost instant.
Crouched defensively, the armor shelled bug had come to within ten feet of the shield its antennae waving, mouth tusks chattering. The captain swallowed nervously.
“Ok Jackie. Its time I put this toy to the test.”
She raised a special pair of head phones clipping them around her ears. Other team members attached cardiograph wires to her chest and head; unsure of what effect mind communication may have on the courageous officer. Once they were all set she turned the dial on the device and her head began to fill with an unearthly buzz.
Candy’s Smith and Wesson had never been fired in anger before. In fact it had only ever been drawn once; to capture an escaped convict. Something the stunning officer had been the toast of the town for. Now its silver barrel was pointed in anger. The sheriff had suddenly become aware of shapes close by and as they became clearer her knees started to shake.
“Oh my word!” She gasped; both hands now tight on her revolver as she stood legs apart her arms outstretched her eye in line with the barrel sight.
She felt something touch her boot and gave a yelp as she was tripped. A metal tentacle lifted her feet off the ground and she tumbled over, her hands losing their grip and the revolver bouncing along the dirt.
She gave a shocked scream as she felt a hard bony appendage on her back, large dark shadows over her. The bugs close up smelt awful, their shells an oily black the creature’s underside segmented a sickly pale color. She screamed again as she was twisted around, her legs gripped by pincers. The buzz began in her head as the alien mind invaded.
The screams failed to carry to the edge of the aliens shield where the first official contact was been made. The Major, the Mayor and the quickly growing group of officials and military all waited patiently. The frustration was almost unbearable. What was she saying to it? Captain Fin had stood there for what seemed an eternity her body rigid but all sensors telling them she was alive and in direct mind contact with the beast.
The team almost jumped with surprise when finally she shuddered and snapped back into reality. They all eagerly gathered around her the creature still motionless, waiting.
“It says they will be leaving soon. They require no help.” She coughed taking a deep breath. “They breathe differently to us; the shield is for our protection their atmosphere is poisonous.”
The Mayor interrupted. “But the sheriff and poor Daisy Cummings?”
Fin shook her head still trying to regain composure.” No, it says they’re both sick but ok, inside the ship.”
The Major looked back at the creature and his blood froze. “In the ship? God help them.”
The captain nodded in resignation, something else playing on her mind. “God help us all.” She said smiling to her young assistant. “They’ve also invited us to see for ourselves.”
The alien tunnel running out from the Cummings farm narrowed to about 3 foot across as it stretched under corn field after corn field. The burrowing was like a hot knife through butter; the tentacle tips resonating to the perfect frequency to literally melt the soil and rock. The sides of the tunnel were smooth acquiring a glass like texture. Traveling arrow straight and as the crow flies it would reach the sleepy town within the hour.
Candy had regained her composure. She was the sheriff and people were depending on her. The creatures once they had disarmed her had backed off. Her arms had been bound at the wrist behind her back. The bugs spinning a silky thread as strong as steel. She had acted like a crazy woman the voices in her head seeming to make her temporally insane; until finally she kept getting the same message.
“Follow, follow, follow.”
The bugs appeared to be gesturing to the underbelly of the ship. She could see a hatch open with creatures entering and leaving like the mouth of a giant ant hole. Although they didn’t drag her she felt them slowly edging her towards it. She crossed her fingers locked behind her back and decided she had no choice but to accept.
Inside the ship she struggled to stand the corridor low and at the crash angle. The bugs helped steady her and she had a nauseating image of nature shows when you see the insects carefully carrying grubs and leaves to their nest. As she entered the mist shrouded room she realized she had made a terrible decision.
Across the room surrounded by aliens was Jed. “Oh my, Jed!” She cried recognizing the poor young man still bound star shaped to an upright table.
“Oh my God what have they done to you?”
Jed gave a embarrassed moan. Like all the young men in Love Creek he was a big fan of ‘Officer Anderson.’ Only last month he had sat in his pick up at the bar and grill watching the sheriff dress down two jocks in a Camero. She had bent over her hands on the door sill, curly blonde hair flowing over her shoulders as she spoke to the chastised and no doubt red faced young men inside.
Jed had eyed the curve of her ass, the length of her booted legs, the famous breasts masked by dangling blonde locks. As he watched in his dark cab he had eased his own cock out and began to tug gently. The boys must have been making some real excuses just to have her attention for a few more seconds; because she didn’t move from her sexy stance. Jed had wanked himself brazenly, thirty feet from her knowing any second she would move and he would have to stop, unsatisfied.
But she didn’t move and would never know of his shameful ejaculation all over his steering wheel that evening.
“Agggg sheriff help me, please Jesus oohh.”
His body was tired, his groin heavy and sore. Candy was embarrassed herself. The young mans cock was limp but swollen, small metal tubes puncturing his cocks skin. Below where his scrotum should be was a baseball size blue sphere. The thing also had metal piping attached to the outside and she thought she could see liquid bubbling inside the obscene alteration.
“Daisy where’s Daisy?” She quickly asked before she could be silenced.
Jed felt his blush building, remembering what he was forced to do and shamefully enjoyed. “They’ve got her sheriff awww.” He thought back to his wild sexual ranting. “I think I said… I mean thought, awww God no please she’s just a girl.”
Candy didn’t understand what he meant, but his anguished lament began to make her pant and stammer. The lead bug approached her and she was caught by surprise as it ripped her police shirt open the sleeves been shredded in an instant. Jed saw her white bra full and proud the straps straining to hold her load. The sharp claws of a bug snapped them and her 40 inch melons spewed out, the nipples large and pink the domed shape of the tits as perfect as the shield outside.
“Ugggggg what’s going to happen? Why? Why have you done this?” She cried her topless body been lustfully view by boy and alien alike.
The reply was clear and clinically chilling. “Be quiet you earth bitchzzz. We wish to sample your fleshzzz!”
Young Daisy was becoming very tired. The steel neck collar had been used like a rigid leash to drag her back into the warm night air. The two bugs with her didn’t pause as she tripped and struggled to keep up. They pulled her back into her crushed home, which now appeared to be an extension of the alien craft. She hardly recognized the place as a lattice of pipes and dull green beams covered the collapsed rooms.
She could hear the barking of her dog ‘Butch’ somewhere at the top of the stairs. The white tiled bathroom seemed very bright, and as she climbed the steps she saw strange equipment strewn around. She cried back to her dog fearing for his safety, these creatures could snap him in two easily.
“Butch run, run sweetie.” Then she saw him. “Oh Butch, ooohh what? Oooooohhhh pleaseeeeee noooooo!”
The blonde haired teen began to wail her hips shaking her long firm legs giving way as she was pushed in nearer to her beloved dog. The black haired hound stood barking excitedly, a turtle like skull cap linking him to the waiting bug. The dog’s long thin cock was rigid like a poker, the dangling foreskin end already dripping fluid.
Captain Fin and Jackie pulled on the helmets of their red NBC suits. The two women checked their communicators and breathing gear. The waiting bug saw they were ready and the shield parted creating a 6 foot doorway. The two women stepped through and the shield closed. They turned and gave thumbs up to the surrounding people before following the alien into the fog.
Candy was moaning her beautiful white teeth gritted her head back blonde mane whipping at the alien pinning her wrists behind her. Her husband had always been so gentle, his lips caressing her hard ends, his tongue trailing the curve of her mountainous domes. She’d married her high school sweetheart; and had never felt the roughness of a frenzied massage or the back arching shock of hungry unyielding sucking. Jed tried to free his hands but it was no use. The innocent yelping of Candy was rousing his sore cock, the metal pipes tightening around it like a cage. His altered scrotum burned, his insides aching like he was already pumping a continuous wad. It was no use he had to watch, who wouldn’t?”
All the schoolboy fantasies could not put such a debauched scene in front of him. Sheriff Vale was been molested by two of the stunted bug aliens. Her shoulders pulled back so her tits thrust out at right angles. Each alien was clawing or coiling a fat tit. Both creatures had their trunk like tongues flailing as the open dripping ends held her nipples in a permanent slurping suck.
“Ugghh mmnngggghh, ah, ah, uggghhh! Stop uhhhhh, uuhh no, no, urrrrrrrrr!”
Their tongues were like small elephant trunks, the end animated able to grasp and nip like a pair of lips. The white segmented flesh made them look like a smaller biological version of the probes that had deflowered Daisy earlier. Candy could only stare down her sweaty boobs been tugged and bounced the slime running from her sucked points down under her tits to drip onto her clench tummy.
“Awwwwwww ugh, ugh, oh, oh, ooohhhhh!”
The bugs were squeezing their tentacles coiled around her tits making the flesh swell. She felt her hair been tugged and screamed as the third holding bug curled its proboscis around to push her sexy lips apart.
Jed’s cock was now fully erect his steel veins pulsing, his purple head glistening the newly enlarge spunk hole almost big enough to put your little finger down. He gave a disgusted growl as Candy choked on the filthy appendage. Her blue eyes flashed as the tongue forced down her throat; the ends seeping slime, her body shaking at the horrendous alien French kiss.
“Ggggggggg ggggggggggg!!!”
Both Jed and Candy could hear the excited ESP chatter of the creatures as they reported back to the hive mind. How her tits tasted. How hard her nipples were; the flesh flexible but elastic. Her throat hot and wet; the creature confirming she would be able to swallow the desired load.
Realizing it was choking her the bug withdrew its tongue, his spittle wiping across her sculpted nose and dark lashed eyes. And Candy screamed as she heard both groping bugs agree to try and suck her nipples off.
“Oh shit uggh awww please no more!! Awwwwwwwwwwww!”
Jed’s blue scrotal sphere began to froth his growing discomfort quickly noticed by the bugs.
“Now earth bitchzzz, demonstrate taking the males cock in your mouthzzz.”
Candy shook her head then squealed as the creatures tongues twisted her fat nipples almost all the way around.
“Awwww ok, ok! Just stop hurting my breasts!”
She fell to her knees arms still tied her shinny wet boobs glistening with alien spittle the nipples erect like bullets. In front of her was the young man his crotch full of swollen cock and large single mechanical testicle. His thought were broadcast openly again but he didn’t blush or feel ashamed, his painful erection about to be tasted by the sexiest woman he had ever known.
Daisy began to shiver the tears welling in her eyes as the Bugs tugged her metal leash. Her neck was pulled down hard and she knew they wanted her to knell. She was jerked forward onto all fours her captors carefully turning her around so she faced away from Butch. The Bathroom was cold and cramped the bath missing, having collapsed into the room below. The two escort bugs crowded around the door frame still holding the leash, peering in watching their colleague prepare her.
“No, please you don’t have to do this! This isn’t normal uggh, please no nooo.”
The creature parted her ass cheeks, its snake like tongue caressing her anus down to her young slit. Its claws spread her lips and her pink wet hole felt the cold air. Daisy just moaned in despair. Unable to fight them off and nowhere to run to she gritted her teeth and closed her eyes.
She could hear Butch as his claws slipped on the tiled floor, his panting loud over her shoulder. The leased forced her head down, her cheek pressed on the cold tiles her arse raised.
Captain Fin tried her com link to the outside world. It just hissed, the shield creating an electric barrier through which even radio couldn’t pass. The creature she was following paused then turned and she instantly felt its mind communicating with her. She understood with scientific delight, “they don’t need any machines! Their telepathy is that advanced!”
The creature spoke to them this time far clearer than it had done earlier with their amateurish device.
“Do not waste your time with events outside the dome. Hurry we are eager for you to experience our ship.” It then continued picking its way through the fog.
Fin clicked the communicator to transmit to her partner. “Jackie, did you just hear what I heard?” The way it had just entered her head uninvited making her shiver.
Jackie’s expression was of shock her breathing steaming the inside of her face mask. She nodded slowly not wanting to attract the creature’s attention. The alien presence was no longer inside her head as it appeared they chose when to communicate, and didn’t or couldn’t just continuously scope your mind.
“What other tricks are they keeping secret?” She thought before clicking back a brief acknowledgement to Fin. “I don’t like it Captain. Not one bit.”
Fin just pointed commandingly ahead, urging Jackie to keep up with the bug. She too felt very uneasy now, but why make her young charge any more worried.
Jed’s eyes stung with the perspiration as it trickled down his brow into his sockets. But he couldn’t, or wouldn’t shut his eyes. Below him Candy was a picture of eroticism greater than any he had ever conjured in his bed time hours. Her eyes blue and wide the black lashes curling upwards, her skin tanned her cheek bones pronounced as her mouth pinched. The wet rim of her full lips glistening as she encircled the first half inch of his cock.
Mmmmmmm slurp! Uggh cough! Slurp! Mnnnnnnn!”
Her hair was bedraggled now, the bugs holding large claws full, pushing her down onto him. She tried to resist and from time to time the cock flipped out of her sliding up the side of her straight nose before her head was pulled up to devour it again. Her hands were down at her side holding herself in a kneeling position, the arms squeezing her tits together creating an almost bottomless cleavage. Below that her trouser hips bulged out, her legs and boots hidden by the floor mist.
“Ugghh Mmmnnn ah ah slurp! Mggggggg!”
The creatures pushed harder; her tongue holding back Jed’s helmet. He gave a shudder as her hot tip pressed into his enlarged spunk hole. She tried to thrash her head but just gave a pitiful sexy whimper her eyes moist as she felt his shaft delved farther into her mouth.
“Oooooooh yeahhhhh urrrggg, oh, oh, ohhhhhhhh!” Jed growled; her tender flesh and hot spittle teasing the underside rim of his helmet.
His mind was been broadcast to the room again, Candy getting a grandstand audio of his thoughts.
“Ohh God that’s good. Push her in more for fuckkks sake uggggg! Oh you lovely blonde slut uggghhh. Fuck I can feel the come, its bubbling nnggg! Suck me, suck me dry honey com’n uggghhh!”
She gave him an angry come hither glance upwards aware of the pleasure he was getting from her. Then she gagged as more of her throat was eased onto him. His cock was massive and as she swallowed his sweaty head she felt the tiny metal veins which created a lattice around his twitchy fleshy girth. Her hands came up to claw his thighs, her nails touching against his glass scrotal sphere making a hollow tapping sound.
The bugs weren’t satisfied; she was still struggling too much. The skull cap was needed.
Back in her half demolished bathroom Daisy bit her lip the tears starting. Her back sensed the hairy rib cage of Butch, his paws firmly resting on either shoulder. Like the sheriff she too was feeling a total slut, her ass pressing against the dogs hind legs the animals long pink rod stabbing her pussy over and over. The dogs cock had searched for a minute or so, Daisy wriggling the bug struggling to control its animal body. Then the wet end had finally pushed up her, the beast instantly beginning to fuck robotically its tail waging its tongue dangling from its closed jaw.
“Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, nnnnn, nnnnnn!” She grunted, on all fours like an obedient bitch.
The cock was like a banana curving dramatically up, the floppy end deep inside her canal. She felt its balls slapping against her clit as the bug decided to push as deep as it could go. She knew her dog would also be experiencing this. It would be confused, scared, but no doubt innocently gaining instinctive animal pleasure. The bug was visibly aroused, its spiny legs shivering as it broadcasted its experiences.
“Mmm, mmmm the dog has different feelings than the man, eager to reproduce, fill the hot hole with seed as quickly as possible.”
Daisy wailed the cock blurring in and out of her sloppy cunt.
“The earth girl is in despair, the revulsion sickening her uggh, her orifice could take more but the beast is not endowed enoughzzz. Uggg her skin is tensed uuggh yess, this is pleasurable uuggghh, more. I need more penetration zzzzzzzzg!”
The dog pushed at her butt as it tried to climb further on her back, its cock curling up her another half inch.
“Awwwwwww no stop uuggghh no, no.” Her thoughts were bizarre. “Oh its going to come up me, will it make puppies? No please no, oh God, don’t make me suck it. Oh poor Butch I know you can’t help it.”
The bug wasn’t been analytical at all now. Its messages were raw and pleasurable, having aroused feelings the hive mind was unaccustomed too.
“Zzzzzggg, zzzzgggg uhh, her fat arse is slapping, her face distressed. Zzzzzzggg The dogs seed pods are tightening Zzggg its spurting Zggg Zgggg its filling her hot wet tube ZZZZzz yessss scream, young earth whore!”
The ejaculation was like three squirts of a big bore syringe, the runny spunk shooting its way up to her cervix.
“Oh, oh ugh, ugh no, no, noooooooh. Aaaawwwwwwwwwwggghhhhh!!!”
Candy’s body was now more rigid her face drawn as her cheeks muscles sucked painfully hard. The bug was in control the cap wires leading from the buxom blonde to its own head. Officer Vale’s eyes were white, rolled back in her sockets a stream of saliva running from the corner of her wide mouth dripping off her chin. Her body was not responding to her commands anymore her mind terrified as she swallowed more and more of the mans massive cock.
“Ugggggggggggg oh God ugggggghh I’m choking!” Her thoughts wailed the cock head now pushing her tonsils the slime dripping down her gullet.
The bug connected to her savored the taste of the human’s sweaty prick, the sensation of the flesh buried in her mouth. The woman’s gums made sucking easy, the full lips like an inflatable vice around the shaft, wanking the loose outer skin of the earth mans cock. It raised her hand to make the woman feel her own fat nipples the sweat making them slippery to touch.
Candy tried to let go and slip into a dream. She tried to imagine herself at home sucking her husband, but the size and depth made her retch; all the while this black sinister mind exploring her as ravenously as the cock probed her throat.
Jed was tensed like a coil about to spring. Candy had six inches of him in her mouth. He could feel the back of her tongue, her gullet narrow; see her gasping and gagging as she coughed slime out around his rod. The bugs were making her pinch her own nipples, the long nails bringing them to an erect bullet size. His tube began to fill, his groin squeezing the thick semen painfully up his narrow exit.
“Arrggggg uhhhh, uhhhhhhhhh!”
He knew he was coming so did the helpless Candy. His cock convulsed as his veins tighten and then began to flex.
Once! “Ugh”.
Twice! “Uggh.”
The solid shot was been pumped with difficulty up his shaft.
Three!” Uggggggghhhhhhh!”
The first spurt was like putting your finger over the end of a garden hose. The eruption covered the back of her throat the chunks sticking then dropping into her gullet. The bug and Candy experienced the filthy gulp together.
“Mgggg Oh shit nooo!” Candy screamed in her head, her body trying to vomit.
He came again the second spurt more fluidly, a hot piss like stream of white filling her mouth in an instant.
“Gulgggg! Urrkk gulp! Gulp! Ohhhhhhhh!”
Candy was gagging trying to swallow rather then choke. The Bug also wasn’t enjoying the experience. “Zzggggg!! Ugggggzzzz!”
It reeled back breaking the connection between itself and its captive beauty.
Candy back in control jerked her head up the cock springing out of her the spunk bubbling over her lips as she coughed frantically. She didn’t get it out in time and as his cock head touched her top teeth he spurted again, Jed bellowing.
“Uhhhh jezzz aagggggggggggggg!”
His non existent balls felt like they’d been sucked inside out. His tube was stinging as he unleashed a third stream. She gave a shriek of disbelief having to gulp again the salty liquids stink filling her nostrils, her stomach turning.
“Uggh cough! Oooh shit! Cough! Spit! Splutter, ugggg!”
She managed a few words as she opened her mouth head down, letting the semen spill over her tits like cream over two hot buns.
His cock waved upright the metal lattice flashing the flesh now dark purple bruised and battered.
“Ugghh oohhh uuuhhhhh!”
It pumped as it went; another more watery load covered her nose, lashes and eyebrows as she looked down. Then another spurt into her blonde wavy hair, the liquid still with thick droplets in it making it look like she had a really bad case of dandruff.
Candy was dazed, her mouth opening and closing, her nose and chin dripping, her tits like snowy mountain peaks. His final sixth spasm missed her completely and left a trail of slime from his cock eye almost to the floor. The shaft quickly deflated, exhausted. And Jed gave a long painful moan as he felt he was about to pass out.
As the aliens discussed the success of their alterations the reconnaissance bugs message alerted the hive. It was nearing the ship, bringing with it the two new specimens.
On the outskirts of Love Creek there is a raised well known hillock shrouded by trees. The road leading there turns to gravel before it comes to a secluded spot with a panoramic view of the town below. An ideal spot for making out, it was frequented regularly. But tonight only one car was there and the occupants writhed in the back seat the windows steaming.
The night was still and a few feet away the earth began to bubble then melt a silver blunt tentacle point appearing like a mole sniffing the night air.
Inside his father’s car the college stud couldn’t believe his luck. Sure he’d heard rumours about her, but he’d never believed them to be true. Under him, her long athletic legs hooked around his waist, was the half naked body of his chemistry teacher; the late thirties vixen they called Miss Crome.
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I didn’t write this story! It’s best story I ever read so I thought I would post on here for you veiwers! (Chapter 2 of My Sister the Bitch is being slowly made… I’m a busy lazy guy lol)
A sexually confused young sissy named Keven, is drawn into the sordid sub culture of the world of homosexuality. Wearing nothing but a pair of ragged tight, butt baring jeans cutoffs he walks the streets of an unfamiliar city, looking for sex from strange men.
Sam and I meet up with another, then kidnap and break in Natalie.
The Devil’s Pact
by mypenname3000
Copyright 2013
The Devil’s Pact Side Story: Mary and Diane in the Bathroom
Note: This takes place in Chapter 6 while Mark and Mary are eating dinner at the Japanese Steakhouse.
There were still hours to kill before I made my Pact with the Devil, tonight. And I was nervous as hell.
Mark suggested Samurai’s Japanese Steakhouse out on Mountain Highway in Spanaway as a pleasant way to take my mind off my worries. The closer to midnight the worst my nerves became. I didn’t think I could eat, but it sounded better than doing nothing. On the outside, the restaurant resemble nothing more than a warehouse. Between the corrugated metal walls and a tin roof made me stare at Mark as if he was crazy. This couldn’t be a nice restaurant. Or even a clean one.
“C’mon, Mare,” Mark said.
Mare was his pet name for me. It was somehow a diminutive of Mary. As if Mary could get any shorter. I mean Mare even has just as many letters. But, I liked it when he called me Mare. And filly, the name he called me when we’re getting frisky. It made me feel like I was wild horse, running free and only a mighty stallion could tame me. I was still struggling to find a nickname for Mark. In bed, I called him my big stallion. But you couldn’t call someone that in public. So I just called him Mark.
Inside the restaurant you wouldn’t know its part of a shitty warehouse. Rice paper walls and dark wood made it seem like a traditional Japanese house. The art on the walls were reproduction Japanese woodcarvings and watercolor painting. Simple, austere pieces of birds, flowers, waterfalls, or Mt. Fuji with a Haiku written in Japanese characters down the side. The waitresses were dressed in simple kimonos, black, with red flowers and cinched with red, wide sashes tied in elaborate bows at the small of the back.
The waitress led us to a circular table with a black, flat grill in the center. Another couple was already sitting there; a boorish man, short and round, his black hair greased back and dressed in an ill fitting, gray suit and red silk shirt without a tie. His date was a very attractive woman, porcelain face surrounded by black ringlets of hair. Her lips were pouty and begging to be kissed, covered in a dark red lipstick. She wore a sleek red dress, fitting tightly to her curves and falling to her ankles. There was a slit up the right side and her gorgeous right leg was clad in black, thigh-high fishnet and held up by a lacy garter belt. With her legs crossed, her right leg was proudly displayed through the slit. She turned as I set down next to her, eyes lighting up with interest. The dress was low cut, with a dipping oval cutout that exposed the snowy curves of her breasts. A ruby encrusted, silver pendant nestled in her cleavage.
“Hi, I’m Diane,” she said, warmly.
“I’m Mary and this is my boyfriend, Mark,” I introduced, smiling warmly at Diane.
“I’m Keith,” the boorish man said. He started to say something, when his phone started to ring. Without even excusing himself, he answered the phone, turning away from Diane and talking quietly.
“That’s the second time he’s done that,” Diane complained to me.
“Have you been dating long?” I asked.
She shook her head. “First date, and let me tell you it’ll be the last one. I think I’m done with online dating for a while.”
I giggled. “Well, I’ll keep you company, anyway,” I said, adjusting my posture to emphasize my chest in the white, corset dress I was wearing. I saw her eyes flicker down at my cleavage for a moment and a ghost of smile play on her red lips.
Keith hung up the phone and immediately started badgering Mark about sports, mainly the Seattle Seahawks. Mark clearly wasn’t a sports guy, unlike my ex-boyfriend, Mike, and he muddled along as best he could. Keith didn’t seem to notice, or maybe he just didn’t care, and started going in on a tirade about how this year the Seahawks were going to the Super Ball and that the refs better screw them over like last time. Not once did Keith acknowledge his date at all. What an asshole.
A waitress took our orders and a few minutes latter a Japanese chef arrived with a tray full of cooking supplies. He oiled the grill and started impressively dicing the meat and vegetables, tossing food into the air. He was quite talented, making funny jokes. It was clearly a well rehearsed and pretty impressive performance. He somehow sliced an onion and stacked it into a cone with some amazingly fast knifework, and then steam started to pour out the top, like a little onion volcano. I clapped my hands, delightedly, and then set one causally on Diane’s thigh.
Out of the corner of my eye I saw Diane smile at me, grabbing a piece of grilled meat with her chopsticks and popping it into her mouth. Mark saw my hand on her thigh and winked at me, squeezing my own thigh supportively. Diane shifted in her seat causing my hand to slip down between her thighs; she smiled even more broadly.
Feeling real bold, I turned towards Diane, allowing my short skirt to ride up and spread my legs, flashing my naked pussy at her. Diane held up a piece of meat on her chopsticks and said, “You just have to try this.” As she brought it to my lips, her other hand slipped down and rubbed deliciously at my vulva for a moment and I moaned appreciatively. Her finger’s came away damp and she licked them, savoring my flavor.
“I gotta use the restroom,” Diane said, causally. Her date was on his phone for the third time and didn’t seem to even hear her.
“I’ll join you,” I answered, just as causally.
I kissed Mark as I rose and he whispered, “Have fun.” Mark was a great guy, very understanding. I’m glad I decided to stay with him.
In the bathroom, Diane wasted no time, pushing me up against the counter and plunging her tongue into my mouth. I sat up on the counter and wrapped my legs around her hips, my skirt riding up. I shoved my hand down her blouse and played with her firm, naked breast and hard nipple. I felt her nipple and marveled at how fat it was as I rolled it between my fingers. Diane loosened the laces on my corset and my breast popped out and she bent down, kissing my freckled orbs and then sucking one of my tiny, dusky nipples into her mouth. Her lips were firm and gentle she felts so good nursing my tit.
There was a gasp and we froze, my nipple in Diane’s lips, my hand down her blouse, as one of the waitress walked in. Her olive skinned flushed and she looked down at the floor and quickly walked into the stall. Their was the rustle of fabric and then she started peeing. I was disturbed by how erotic the sound was and was glad Diane started sucking at my nipple again, distracting me.
“Are you always this eager to fuck strange women in a bathroom?” I asked as she stroked my thigh.
“When I go clubbing, I love fucking strange women in the bathroom,” she moaned and then sucked my other nipple into her mouth.
“What about your date?” I asked, confused.
“I’m bi,” she answered. “Girls are fun, but I prefer men for long-term relationships.” She slid down and spread my thighs and licked up my wet slit. “What about you? You left your date quick enough.”
I thought for a moment and realized that I was bisexual as well, all Mark’s doing. “Mark knows what we’re doing,” I answered. “He likes watching me with other women. Sometimes we share them or watch each other. It’s so hot!”
There was a soft moan from the stall. I smiled, realizing the waitress was masturbating.
“Wow, wish I had a guy that special,” Diane said, then stuck her tongue deep into my pussy
“Lick my clit, you fucking slut!” I moaned, wanting the waitress to know what was going on. “Eat my pussy, you nasty whore.” Diane seemed to like the dirty names, because her tongue was really digging into my pussy. I shuddered on her face when she suddenly nipped my clit. “Oh, you’re making me cum! Oh, fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” I gripped her curly, black hair and flooded her mouth with my juices.
Diane stood up, face smeared with my juices. I kissed her, enjoying my musk on her lips, spicy and sweet. “God, you’re a squirter,” Diane said, breathlessly.
“Fuck, you know your way around a pussy!” I panted and she smiled, proudly.
I pushed Diane back against a tiled wall and slid down, pushing her skirt to the side to find her a lacy, black thong. I pulled it off and her pussy was covered by curly, black hair, neatly trimmed, her pussy wet and pink at the center. She smelled tangy and sweet and I ran my tongue through the forest of black hair and across her juicy labia. She tasted heavenly.
“Ohh, you’re tongue is nice, cuntrag!” Diane moaned. “Eat my sloppy pussy until I cum all over your slutty face!”
There was another muffled groan from the waitress in the stall as I dug my tongue deep into the warm wetness of her pussy. My hands gripped her firm ass, pulling her had against my mouth, stuffing my tongue as deep as I could inside her. She writhed, fucking herself on my tongue, smearing juices all over my face.
“God, you’re a good muff diver!” Diane moaned. “Fuck that nasty tongue up my twat, you fucking cuntrag!”
She grabbed my hair and ground her pussy on my face, using me as a fucktoy. It was so nasty, and my own snatch getting itchy again. I slipped a finger down and started fingering my own pussy, digging in deeply and searching for my G-Spot. Diane was moaned wordlessly, shuddering on my face and her pussy contracting on my tongue. I found my G-Spot and joined Diane in a mind-numbing, shuddering orgasm.
“That was amazing!” she purred, letting go of my hair. I stumbled back, falling spread leg on the floor.
“Yeah!” I stood up, brushing dirt from my ass and stumbled to the sink, my legs weak from my intense orgasm.
I turned on a faucet and started to rinse the pussy juices off my nose and cheeks, leaving some on my lips for Mark to taste. Diane joined me, she looked just as messy as I did. The toilet flushed and the waitress slowly walked out, flushed and breathless. There was a shy smile on her face and she washed her sticky fingers off in the third sink.
“We should get back,” I said. “Before your date misses you.”
Diane rolled her eyes. “He’s probably still on the phone. Christ, what a dick!”
The waitress snorted in laughter and we eyed her. She looked shyly away and finished washing her hands and walked out of the bathroom.
“We should do this again,” I suggested, watching the waitress’s shapely ass through the kimono before she disappeared through the door
“Yeah, I’ll take you to this hot club, the Clam Diver and we’ll have a lot of fun in the bathroom,” she said. “No boyfriends, though, it’s a girls only kinda place.”
“Sure, sounds fun.” We swapped phone numbers, kissed one last time.
Keith was still on the phone and hardly noticed that Diane returned. Mark stood up and I kissed him, letting him taste Diane’s delicious cunt. “Thank you,” I whispered as he held out my chair, like a gentleman.
Mark smiled. “You seemed more relaxed.”
I speared a slice of steak and realized as I chewed that Mark was right. I felt more relaxed. I was having so much fun with Diane that I completely forgot about the fact I was about to sell my soul to the Devil. Diane was very a special woman and I wondered what are next liaison would be like. I smiled and speared some diced vegetables and popped them into my mouth.
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Daughter finds a necklace that created true love between herself and her father
Teresa
Chapter 4
I looked at my bedside clock. It was 5 o’clock. Damn it I don’t have to get up till 7. Oh shit. Just remembered what happened last night. It had happened again. I hadn’t intended it at all. I’d come to bed so ashamed at the outcome of going to kiss Ian goodnight, yet had fallen asleep almost immediately. Too much whisky probably, yet I haven’t a headache or hangover. I feel strangely awake and alive. What Teresa had intimated to me must be true. Ian is sexually attracted to me. It’s awful that it should be so but why am I not alarmed by it. Fucking Alec has much to do with it, neglecting me like he is. I always wondered about him and his bloody possessive mother. Now she is back in his clutches and god knows what their up to. And now I’ve got my son onto the same thing. At least I haven’t encouraged him. At least I don’t think so. I had worn just my t-shirt and skirt last night, albeit with my stockings and garters. Shit what am I up to? He was so warm and loving too. I did love him stroking my leg and thigh. Jesus what am I playing at? I was appalled and astonished when Teresa suggested he might be sexually attracted to me but I just dismissed it.
The only other man who’s showed the slightest interest in me recently is Tom, Ian’s informal Uncle and closest friend of Alec’s. He gave me a very warm and sexy kiss and squeeze at New Year at his place and gave me to believe that he would like to give me a seeing to anytime. Thank god I didn’t breathe a word to Teresa. She would be setting me up no doubt.
More immediately what do I do about Ian? I don’t want to be aloof with him and I do like his cuddles. But his cock is rampant and uncontrollable. If I am really honest I like him cuming on me like that. Christ he’s even reading that porn book Teresa leant me. Goodness knows what ideas he’s getting from that.
Oh fuck I’m feeling horny now, just a light touch to help me go to sleep again maybe. Oh it’s wet to. It was wet when I came to bed, now it’s soaking. Oh that’s great around my clitty in the cleft around it, oh good. Just a quickie, yes that’s good oh so good oh fuck you Alec you’ve brought this on yourself you bastard. I’ll just go cool with my darling Ian. Yes no surprises just let him cum over my t-shirt it’s so nice, so nice and he is so overwhelmed with excitement and hopeless anticipation I can’t let him down and reject him. What’s the harm? As long as I encourage him to go for girls his own age he’ll be fine. Oh yes fuck this is good. Yes Ian I’ll look after you. I just need a good seeing to but Ian will help me get over this. Oh fuck Ian bless you my son, I love you I’ll look after you. Yes, yes, yesssss. Oh god fuck that’s better.
I woke with a raging erection and then suddenly a load of guilt. Mum had gone off and her last words were: “I’m so ashamed.” How am I to look her in the eye when I feel it’s all my fault again? And I’ve got a hardon even though it was such a wonderful cum last night. At least she must have left for work by now. I crept out to the bathroom for a pee and was reassured that she’d gone to work. I glanced at the laundry basket and yes her panties were on top waiting to go in the wash. Picking them up to my nose my prick regained hard as I whiffed her cunt smell and her anal aroma at the rear of the panty. I couldn’t help myself and started to wank over the bowl as I smelt and licked her panty. This was so horny plus the thought of her rubbing herself against me last night. I couldn’t delay it. Going over the top and spilling it into the pee water. She had not flushed either before she left and that made my cum even better. At least I hadn’t stooped down in to it. But the dirty thought was there.
I got washed and dressed and rummaged up some breakfast. I decided to ring my friends to try to divert my continuous thoughts about Mum. However I got diverted by yet another phone call from Teresa. Would I call round for some important information?
“Teresa I’d love to come round but I’ve agreed to meet some friends this morning. Could you tell me over the phone?”
“Very well Ian. It’s just that Jean rang me from work to say that she definitely knows your reading that book I leant her and she is concerned you might get ideas.”
What can I say Teresa? It’s a great read but what’s happening with Mum is very different from the book.”
“What is happening Ian cos she ain’t telling me.”
I decided to regale her with what happened last night on condition she did not tell Mum. She was utterly enthralled and I thought she was playing with herself as I unfolded the events. I told her about the shame Mum had voiced. She said that was natural. But she thought that would not impede developments. I was reassured by her.
I spent the day with my friends making an outdoor fire near the river by our flats. I did not realise then how lucky we were in London to be able to do this. We cooked potatoes in the ashes and sausages on the top of the embers and talked about what we knew about sex which wasn’t much. I had the sense not to open up what I had experienced with Mum even though she had not said anything about talking to anyone about it. The others did talk about their mothers and incidents they had experienced like peeping through key holes and seeing them naked or in states of action with their fathers or even lovers. They also compared the desirable qualities of each other’s mothers. Mine came out near the top mainly because she went to work and they thought that exciting. Plus she looked after herself with nice clothing and dressed well.
I got home about five in the evening to find a note from mum. Could I start the dinner as she would not be home till about 7 as the surgery nearby had a late session and they would pick up the prescriptions by staying open. She worked in a pharmacy.
She arrived dead on time and gave me a kiss on my cheek in the kitchen. She had taught me well I had prepared spaghetti bolognese and she said she just wanted to get more comfortable before we ate.
Mum came back in her usual t-shirt (a clean one) braless, short skirt, stockings and low heels. She knew what I liked. She opened a glass of wine and offered me a half a glass. This was very naughty. She made no reference to last night and asked me about my day. I relayed the fire and food which pleased her and then I told her how much my friends appreciated her compared to the other mums. She beamed in the flattery my friends bestowed upon her but said some of the other mothers were gorgeous as well.
After supper we tucked in on the sofa as before and I took my place in and on her lap. She stroked my thigh. I took that as a signal to stroke hers and proceeded to do so, running my hand over her stockings between her calves and her thighs, moving slowly toward her stocking tops.
“Ian that’s so soothing, I love it.” With my head in the cleft of her hips and tummy I had a magnificent view of her legs and thighs as they revealed themselves to me. She did not demur.
“Would you like me to come to kiss you goodnight again Ian?”
“I would love that Mum.”
We said no more. Mum got up and left for her bedroom. I took that as signal to switch off the TV and go to bed too.
I got into bed naked and waited. She seemed ages and I thought she may have changed her mind. A knock on my door. She came in. I told her she didn’t need to knock. She told me she respected my space.
She was once again in her t-shirt and stockings and heels. She must have felt and certainly was provocative in that outfit. I told her I liked it.
“Ian thank you I like to be nicely dressed for you.”
“Do you sleep in that?”
“Oh no this is just for you Ian.”
She sat on the bed facing me. I looked at her breasts with her nipples piercing the material. She saw what I was doing and commented, “You’re a naughty young man Ian aren’t you?
“Why?”
“Looking at me like that at my breasts.”
“I think their beautiful Mum.”
“Here Ian let me cuddle you again. Then you can’t stare at me.”
She got me to lie down in my bed. I turned the dimmer switch to low and pushed my sheet down below to my thighs. She did not see me do that or at least didn’t acknowledge it. She lifted herself onto the bed and lay astride me with just her t-shirt between us. We cuddled like that for, it must have been, about ten minutes not speaking and just our bodies close and tactile with each other. Slowly she began to move up and down my body, kissing my neck and cheeks. I waited for more signals. Surely something more would happen.
Then she moved her mouth toward mine and slid her lips across mine so deftly I hardly noticed initially. Then when she returned I felt more pressure on my mouth. I opened my lips. Mum entered me and worked her tongue against mine, teasing me with her movements whilst beginning to rub her lower body against my hips and of course my prick which was totally hard. She knew it.
Suddenly she withdrew and sat up facing me again at the side of the bed.
“Ian we have to speak about what is happening. I know this is totally wrong and we shouldn’t be doing this at all. I had not realised what was happening till last night and I was totally surprised.
God I want to see my son’s cock, I just feel so dirty and deprived. I’ll just take a look and stroke it to see what he’s like. I’ll look after myself later.
Mum pulled back my sheet covering my prick. I looked slightly scared into her eyes for a sign. She wasn’t being hostile, which is what I could have expected.
“What were you surprised about Mum?”
“That I excited you so, I hadn’t realised really until last night. I have decided there is no harm in just looking after you. My it’s very hard isn’t it?”
Fuck to think I can have that effect upon him. Oh it’s really lovely for his age. I want it badly. I will have to make do wanking him. I’m sure that’ll do the trick.
Mum took her hand round my prick and squeezed it gently. She leant forward whilst sitting beside me as I lay back entranced by what she was doing. Her movement emphasised the pressure of her breasts against her t-shirt with those hardened nipples pressed tight against the material. I couldn’t take my eyes from them. But she didn’t offer them to me and I was too cautious to suggest touching them in case she refused. She just teased me excruciatingly.
“Let me just rub you a little my love. I think you’d like that wouldn’t you?”
“Yea Mum it’s wonderful.”
“I’ll just rub it up and down. It is so pretty, I’m glad you were circumcised – it looks so neat. Oh that’s good, my hand moves so easily along your beautiful cock.”
I wasn’t used to the word cock but I liked it when she used it.
She stopped talking and concentrated on the job in hand. I looked at her thighs covered in her stockings. The t-shirt had ridden up revealing her suspender belt and white flesh. I don’t think she was wearing any panties but wasn’t totally sure. She took her time, stopping to view the effect she was having on me. I wanted it to go on and on. She didn’t hurry and stopped occasionally to look at my reaction. I was still shy with her but was completely in her thrall.
Oh I love this. I will remember all this when I get into bed. Ian is loving it bless him. But I think it’s time now.
Mum moved nearer to me so that her nipples were within an inch of my mouth and she just hovered there. I felt her speed up suddenly pulling her hand from my balls to the tip and back again very fast. Oh shit I can’t stop it.
“Oh Mum don’t stop please don’t stop now oh Mum.”
He went right over the top and I watched his cum shooting out of his cock and landing on my t-shirt and thighs just as I wanted. He clenched his body as he came. It seemed to last forever but was actually over in seconds. He collapsed on his bed. I carefully wiped the remaining spunk from his cock and on to my t-shirt. I had it all.
“Ian that was lovely. I hope you liked it cos I did.”
“Mum I could not have dreamed you would do that to me. Thank you.”
I leaned forward and kissed him lightly on his lips. I wanted more but didn’t dare. Bidding him goodnight I put his sheet back over him and left his room for mine.
I pulled my sheets back and lay on the bed on my back carefully wiping the spunk from my t-shirt onto my fingers and lubed myself with it on my clit. I was ecstatic I had made him cum just by wanking him. It was the best sex I’d had in ages, though him coming against me the two previous times was pretty good. I found another bit of his lovely slime near my nipple and carefully fingered it, this time to my mouth. What a lovely taste.
Oh I’m so high with it all. How I enjoyed the sheer pleasure of it despite the taboo nature of it. I recalled my parents being disgusted about another family who were prosecuted for it and a slight shiver went over me but not for long. I felt I could really trust Ian not to tell anyone. But I felt I had to confess to someone. The only person I could trust was Teresa. I would phone her.
But my clit calls. Oh fuck Ian I loved your hard cock so wanky and delicious. One day I shall suck you and make you come in my mouth you’re so lovely. Ian’s spunk is making a lovely wetness though in truth I don’t really need it – fuck I need this my darling. I love you and want to enjoy you much more. I will too. Yes that’s it so good I’m near so near yes oh fuck yes, yes, yesssss. Oh what a lovely cum. I needed that. It’s been so long since I enjoyed being sexy. I feel so alive at last.
I woke in the morning. I remembered what Mum had done and wanked myself to a morning cum pretty sure that she will have gone to work by now.
I called my friends and we all went out for the day.
I rang Teresa in the morning from work. Said I should like to see her on my afternoon off from lunchtime today. She was very curious and asked how I was. I replied I’ve never felt better. Great she said she we would celebrate with lunch at her place.
I arrived shortly after 1pm to a welcoming kiss at Teresa’s door. She was very warm with me and immediately asked me what the good news was. She was dressed in a light thin blouse that showed of her lovely bosoms in clear cleavage. I could not match her having my usual work clothes on. We went into to her living room and sat on her sofa together having plied us both with a stiff glass of wine. She took my hand.
“Now tell me all Jean. I’m very eager to hear what has so obviously transformed you.”
I told her that Alec had departed to his Mother and gave no indication of when he might return and how I had gone down on it in a complete trough.
“So what’s happened to turn you?”
“Ian, bless him.” I told her everything that had happened over the last three nights since Alec had left culminating with last night in Ian’s bedroom.
“And what happened there Jean?”
“I wanked him Teresa. I made him cum. I masturbated his cock until he spewed his spunk all over me.”
“Wow Jean you obviously enjoyed doing that. How was Ian? Did he do anything to you?”
“No I didn’t invite him to.”
“Teresa I had his cum all over my t-shirt and went to bed with it and looked after myself.”
“Jesus Jean that’s a lovely dirty story. You’ve got me high just listening to you. How do you feel now?”
Before I could respond Teresa moved forward and kissed me again smack on my lips. I did not respond initially but I realised it was sexual in intent and let her continue without rebuffing her. She moved a hand to my breasts and warmed her hands against my yielding body. She pressed her fingers against a nipple as she leaned back to look at me to see my reaction. I just smiled unlike recently when I had pushed her away. I had changed and was more amenable to all sorts of advances now.
This woman wants it and wants it now. I moved back to tongue her moving it between her open lips as well as continuing to squeeze that stiffening nipple. No hurry this can last all afternoon.
“Darling Jean let me give you some tlc, you deserve it my dear. Here lean against me and let me cuddle you and hold you. This way I can hold you and stroke you and look after you. Let’s loosen your blouse a little. That’s better. What a lovely neck and shoulder to kiss. Oh Jean you’re so soft and warm and cuddly. I’ll just lift your strap off your shoulder. That’s better. Let me touch your nipple. Oh my god its swelling so nice, so hard. Let me kiss it now.”
“Oh Teresa that’s so lovely, you’re mouth on my nipple. I need it so much. You can bite me if you wish. Yes like that, just like that so good, good. Here let me give you my other one. Yes, that’s it. Suck them hard Teresa. I knew I wanted you today. You and Ian have awakened me so. I just want more and more. I can’t get enough. What are you doing now Teresa? On your knees in front of me like that. Yes my zipper’s at the side here. Let me do it. Let me help you.”
Oh such beautiful panties. They look a bit wet at the front Jean. Wonder how that happened? You’re just like me in wearing stockings and suspenders. The men always love it. Pantyhose isn’t just the same. Not nearly so hot. Heh let me take of your sopping panties. Oh gorgeous. Does Ian get his nose into these? I bet he does. Let me lick them Jean. Fuck wonderful smell and taste.
Open your thighs for me darling I want to explore you. What a lovely bush, so hairy. I need to get in there my darling. Let me. Open up. That’s it.”
“Oh Teresa I want you. No one’s been there in years, mostly my fingers. Yes open me up. You do it my darling. Oh I love that, what you’re doing now, unfolding my lips, thank you, thank you. Oh god your tongue is beautiful on me, just there on my folds. Yes up and down like that on both sides. Am I wet enough Teresa? Yes good. Am I really soaking and dribbling on your sofa. Sorry. Oh bless you for not being concerned. Oh Teresa you’re licking my opening. Fuck that’s just fantastic. Oh jesus what have I been missing? Never again will I live in useless hope ever.”
“What a naughty tongue and so long in my cunt hole you dirty girl I love it. More. More. Where are you going now? Oh fuck on my clit, my totally neglected clit. It is all yours my dearest Teresa. All you ever want whenever you want. So delicate around it and around it. Oh this is so wonderful. I could never have dreamed it would be so good and you’re such a fucking beauty at it. That’s it, just there. Exactly there. Just slipping and sliding around it and just touching it gently there. Where is your hand going Teresa? Oh no not there surely. I’m not sure I’m clean my love. Ok I shan’t worry then. Fuck your finger is right on my shit hole. Are you trying to get in for god’s sake? You are you dirty bugger. Oh it’s lovely and fuck that’s my clit you’re tonguing even more. Damn you Teresa I can’t keep this up much longer. I’m near my darling, don’t take away your finger I love it. Yes Teresa my love you’ve got me going I can’t stop. Oh fuck yes I’m there my darliiiiing. Yessss………
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Eliza’s Chapter
I FEEL DIZZY by Sergio (LtnScorpio4x)
Round and round I go.
I catch a sphere spinning in my hands
Can I hold on for long?
If I fumble, will I fall?
Round and round I go again.
Wait, I feel dizzy now.
Round and round I go
Spinning and spinning are spheres I hold
Easy does it
The fight is to the force
Round and round I go.
I may teeter to the left
I may I totter to the right
Yet I hold on.
And I tweeter totter yet some more
Until I stumble and I do fall
Backwards I felt a crush to my heart and soul, almost sighs to get up fast, but short relief, and then, fear again. I have let go of the spinning spheres all but too long.
But I think quickly,
The spinning spheres shall be my guide, I explore my options.
It is okay to let them go. I have a new direction to take.
I stand and search.
I reach to take hold to that solid line, is my goal
I attempt my re-control
Steady as I go
Slow and easy
Balance is key, I say, as to remind myself what I need to do,
To a new direction I must learn
I find my middle ground
Spinning is the world
Moreover, gravity is my hold
A straight line unto a direction I must know, and I decide to take instead.
Steady as I go.
When I move forward ahead
A straight path I shall see.
No longer do the spheres spin me, and to contrary, and or in contrast, I now spin them,
Round after Round I go, I triumph in sighed relief. Ring, ring, ring went the bell, I hear the toll it took to my soul, and bells to whom they toll, trail the overcoming of those spinning turns.
I am winner, and my dreams so remain, and I shall be there to the finish, to the end.
I walk the thin line and that I have learned to walk the narrows, now you may feel dizzy too, to know the twists and turns, the ups and downs I surpassed, but it does not detour me, for I cannot look back, only forward. I walk a straight line… can you see?
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