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I let a stranger fuck my blindfolded wife

I’ve been trying to talk her into allowing another guy to have sex with her but she feels like there’s no one who would be willing to do it and because of that she always says no. But that sort of changed last month.

My Best Friends Sister

“Hey Joe whadya know”
Joe looks up from his book and sees his best friend Andy standing outside his room’s window
“Hey Ant Man, nothing much just reading up for Monday’s test”
Andy pulls a face and clambers into the room through the window
“You going to keep on studying this hard you might turn into a nerd”
“And if you maybe start to study a bit you will not have your parents yapping at you all the time”
Andy throws himself down on the bed and grins at Joe
“You know Joe, sometimes you make so much sense that it scares me. So what are you up to tonight?”
Joe shrugs
“I’ll probably play some games, pump some iron and go to bed”
Andy makes a pained sound
“You are turning into a hermit crab, tell you what, it’s Friday, no school tomorrow. How about you come over to my place, we play some games and you can sleep over. You really need to get out of your room more often”
Joe places a bookmark in the book and gets up
“I’ll go ask my mom OK?”
“Darn bro you’re 16, time for you to tell her, not ask her”
Joe chuckles and walks out of his room. He returns a few minutes later with a grin on his face and Andy groans
“She said no didn’t she?”
Joe bursts out laughing
“Let me just grab some things and we can get out of here, preferably through the front door”
Joe grabs his kit bag, dumps his football gear on the bed next to Andy and starts to rummage through his closet, looking for clothes. A few minutes later Joe slings his kit bag over his shoulder and kicks Andy’s foot.
“Come on lazy bones, how you made wide receiver I’ll never understand”
Andy gets slowly to his feet
“On the field I can run, because I must. Off the field, I am not in a hurry to get anywhere you dig?”
Joe just chuckles and punches Andy on the shoulder
“I’m guessing you drove here?”
Andy shakes his head
“Nope, I thought that we will have to walk, you need the exercise”
Joe taps Andy on the stomach
“At least I’m not the one with a few fat rolls”
Andy throws a mock slap at Joe, Joe ducks and runs out of the room with Andy in hot pursuit. As Joe throws open the front door he shouts a Goodbye Mom and races outside towards the driveway, Andy has to slow down to close the door and by that time Joe has disappeared out of the gate. Andy trots towards the gate, but Joe appears from behind a bush next to the gate and throws his kit bag right at Andy, it hits Andy in the stomach and Andy fumbles with the bag.
“C’mon man that aint fair”
Joe just chuckles and takes the kit bag from Andy
“At least you can still catch O’Hanigan”
Andy rolls his eyes
“Oh shut up let’s get going”
They walked down the road, a very strange pair, but the best friends since they were 5 years old. Andy is lean, but athletic, ever since Joe can remember Andy was the fastest kid in their class, with the years it just seemed that he got faster and faster on the field and slower off the field. Andy is 5’9’ and at the end of last season he weighed 199 pounds, he definitely got his father’s looks, brown hair, green eyes and a crooked nose. OK so his nose wasn’t crooked because of his father’s genes, but they both had broken their noses so many times that they both just stopped worrying about it. Andy also has a very easy going personality and he has the “O’Hanigan” charm, Joe always laughed when Andy said it, he thinks that it’s just Andy’s smile that helps him out of trouble and most of the times the past year into some girls’ pants. Joe on the other hand got his mother’s Nordic features, his hair a pale blonde and his eyes a piercing ice blue, he stands at 6 feet and weighs in at 280 pounds, most of it muscle weight as he gyms everyday and loves to stay in shape. Not being one of the fastest kids in class like Andy, Joe decided to then rather to work on his other attributes, wit and strength. Being shy around girls the furthest Joe had ever gone with a girl was a long heavy French kiss after they won the schools league. Lucy one of the cheerleaders jumped on him and gave him a sloppy kiss and then went off celebrating with the other kids. Joe never could forget how good she felt pressed up against him and the way she tasted, but she was dating one of Joe’s team mates so he just let that slide. A few blocks later they got to the O’Hanigan’s home or as the name board in front said, “Fort O’Hanigan”, Andy sauntered up the footpath to the front door and went inside, Joe was like a second son to the O’Hanigans and Joe felt as home at their place as at his own home. Following Andy inside he closed the door behind him and head up the stairs, knowing that Andy would be kitchen getting snacks for their gaming marathon. As he passes the first door, it swings open and Maryse, Andy’s eldest sister peeks out, her blonde hair is wet and water still dripping from her
“Oh hi Joe”
“Hi Maryse”
“Would you tell Andy that I need my double plug adapter back?”
Joe nods
“Sure, just want to dump my things in his room quickly”
“Thanks”
Maryse is one of the hottest girls in school and if Joe can believe the stories she’s almost in a new relationship every week. He even heard that once while she was between boyfriends she had a foursome in the parking lot of a Biker Bar not too far down the road. Apart from that Joe always envied the guys she was with, standing 5”5’ and having curves in just the right places and of course a huge set of tits, along with her slightly wavy blond hair, her deep blue eyes and her full lips, made her live in many of Joe’s fantasies. Dumping his bag in Andy’s room he head downstairs again and as he passes Maryse’s door he notices it’s slightly open, with a grin he peeks through the crack and see Maryse’s reflection in the mirror as she dries herself. She is bent over so in the reflection Joe can see her full breasts swaying gently, the pink nipples draws his attention, he quickly slip away from the door and head down to the den in the basement which was mainly Andy’s hangout
“Hey Andy, Maryse asked that I must say that she wants her double adapter back”
Andy groans
“She always know how to pick the right times”
Andy gets up from his beanbag and saunters up the stairs, Joe start to think about Maryse’s smooth skin and those lovely breasts. Using his very active imagination he starts to compare them to some of the pictures he has seen in the skin mags, coming to the conclusion that she should be around 26 – 32 C or even D. He hear a huge ruckus coming from upstairs along with a door being slammed shut, Andy comes down back into the den in a huff and sits down.
“And that?”
“Just because she can’t find a guy she’s fucking moody and I seem to be the only outlet she has, fucking bitch”
Joe want to shut up, but his curiosity overcomes him
“You mean that one of the hottest girls in school is single?”
Andy snorts
“Yeah and now she is so sexually frustrated that she is on a constant PMS trip”
Joe bursts out laughing, Andy looks at him about to say something, then recalling what he just he said, he grins foolishly and starts to laugh with Joe
“Ok Ok Joe, just start the game, co op, I’m tired of you kicking my butt”
Joe laughs and tosses the second controller to Andy
“Well then let’s see if you can kick some butt with the proper backing”
They start the game and only stop to take a breather and to take in some refreshment in the form of snacks. A few hours later Mr and Mrs O’Hanigan gets home from work, they both work at the same company, funnily enough Mrs O’Hanigan is Mr O’Hanigan’s secretary. They come down into the den to greet the boys and after chatting about this and that they go upstairs to get changed and to start supper. Jon and Elize seem nearly unseparatable and they always found ways to be together no matter what the circumstances. Joe actually like this a lot, they are so much different than his own parents who is very laid back and let everybody do their own thing. The first thing that drew Joe’s attention was the smell of frying mince and he grinned at Andy
“Looks like we are going to get dragged out of here by smell alone”
Andy takes a sniff
“You mean you are, I know that old trick of hers, get you to go and you will automatically drag me with you”
Joe chuckles
“Well somebody got to do it and you know how much I love my macaroni and cheese”
Andy grunts noncommentically and goes back to shooting the aliens on the screen, Joe chuckles softly and turns his attention back to backing Andy up with his favorite weapon. They are so engrossed in the game that they don’t hear Maryse coming down the stairs
“Andy…”
With a yelp Andy almost jumps out of his skin as he shoots to his feet, Joe calmly looks over his shoulder at Maryse. She is dressed in black shorts and a football jersey two sizes to big for her, her hair is loose and hangs straight down her back.
“Reese what the fuck! You can’t just…”
Joe gets up and takes Andy by the arm
“Relax man, she didn’t mean to sneak up to us, we just didn’t hear her”
Andy blinks at the authoritive tone in Joe’s voice
“Uhm Ok, sorry Maryse I didn’t mean to shout”
Maryse nods
“’s OK little brother”
She grins at them before bounding up the stairs, Andy grumbles and hits the pause button
“I guess I will have to go feed you”
“Oh you’ve been feeding me, but a growing boy needs his real food as well”
Andy pulls a face at Joe and together they walk up the stairs, the table is set and Joe takes his usual place and much to his surprise Maryse breaks the routine by sitting down next to him. The dishes are passed around and Joe makes sure to get as much of the vegetables as possible unlike Andy who of course dishes up as much of the macaroni and cheese as he can. Maryse seems to copy Joe, but just in much smaller portions. After Mr O’Hanigan says grace they start to eat, Joe is very conscious of Maryse’s arm brushing his every now and then.
“Maryse I heard that the Volleyball is starting again soon, you going to play this last season?”
Maryse brushes her hair away before looking up at her father
“I’m not sure dad, I heard that our last tests and exams is going to become a bit tough”
Jon nods and absentmindedly takes a bite of his carrots, he chews thoughtfully
“Well you can’t sit at home studying all the time either, that is just unhealthy and you enjoy exercising”
Maryse punches Joe on the shoulder and grins
“I can always drag him out of his shell and take him walking”
Andy scoffs
“Walk? You are getting lazy in your old age?”
Maryse fires Andy a look that would welt a flower, but Andy just grins happily at her
“OK then smartpants, I’ll get your best buddy to go jog with me…”
Joe looks from one to the other
“Hey I want a say in this as well”
Jon chuckles
“Joe when that young lady sets her mind to something the only say you ever will have is ‘Yes’ and ‘No’, the latter never a smart choice at all”
“You see Joe? Just say yes and I’ll spare your life”
Maryse is looking at him with a satisfied grin on her face, Joe quickly run a mental image of a jogging Maryse in his mind and just can’t find a reason to tell her no. He heaves a weary sigh for show
“OK, OK I’ll go jog with you, but not after Football practice”
“Aaaaaaaw not even for me?”
Maryse bats her eyes coyly at Joe, Jon and Elize laughs softly as Joe can feel himself turning a light pink at all the attention.
“Uhm…n…no, not even for you Reese”
Maryse pouts, but her eyes are still laughing at him
“OK Maryse that is enough, leave my buddy be”
Maryse pulls a face at Andy and then goes back to eating her vegetables. Joe finishes up his plate and Elize hands him the dish with the macaroni and cheese
“Don’t worry Joe, I made enough, if you and Andy can finish this I’ll be surprised”
Joe smiles and dishes out almost half of the leftovers and hand the dish back, he catches Maryse looking at his heaped plate
“Yes?”
“You just had a plate”
Andy chuckles
“Growing boys need their food isn’t that right Joe?”
“Damn straight bro”
Maryse just shakes her head and pokes Joe’s tummy
“Where do you put it all? Definitely not in that flat thing”
Joe grins
“Oh you would be surprised, I save one half in my left cheek and the other in my right cheek, and then when I’m hungry I just swallow one half and wait until I get hungry again”
She looks astounded at him
“And then?”
“Then I swallow the other half”
Andy bursts out laughing and soon Jon and Elize joins in, Maryse just shakes her head slowly
“Oh I’m going to get you back for that one”
Joe just smiles and starts eating, Andy quickly follows and silence ensues for a while as the last of the food gets demolished. Andy sits back patting his belly
“I bet that was the biggest meal mom ever made”
Maryse grins
“At least I can see where your food went”
Everybody chuckles and Eliza starts to put all the dishes and plates together
“Andy I can’t believe that you ate three plates of food and no vegetables”
“And to think he grumbled about coming to eat”
Andy pulls a face at Joe
“Oh he always grumbles about eating, but he doesn’t stop until he is a full as a stuffed turkey”
Maryse grins at Joe as she says this, Andy gets to his feet
“Well a certain race of aliens are waiting to get exterminated, you ready Joe?”
Joe looks at Eliza and she waves him off, he gets up and grins at Andy
“Yes sir grunt soldier sir, your sniper backup is ready to go shoot off some alien tail”
Andy and Joe trudge down to the den again, Andy gleefully unpause the game and they start to play further. A while later Joe feels that he needs to go to the bathroom, he tells Andy who, with a grumble, pauses the game again. Joe gets up and walks up the stairs, the second storey toilet being the one that Andy use since Maryse also has her own toilet adjoining her room, Joe climbs the stairs as well. He passes Maryse’s room and sees that the door is again open at a crack, not being able to quell his curiosity, he peeks through the opening. Maryse is laid out on the bed, her shorts is gone and her hand is under the hiked up jersey, she’s talking on her cell phone, but clearly is busy doing something else, Joe can just imagine her fingers trailing over her firm inner thighs and the thought makes him instantly hard.
“Yes I know it’s been over two fucking months…Oh please, I am not going to catch some STD….Oh I know the guys you pick up Sidney and no thanks, I’d fuck my brother before I do any of those oily snakes”
Maryse laughs and pull the jersey higher, Joe gets a partial view of her bald pussy, glistening in the light of her bed lamp, her fingers return and slowly rub over her puffy lips, and the image makes Joe’s cock throb. He quickly pulls away from the most erotic sight he has ever seen and rushes to the toilet, her soft voice fading as soon as he pulls his head from the door. In the bathroom he is faced with a problem, he needs to urinate, but his cock is throbbing and as hard as steel. The only logical solution is to jerk off, that should ease his cock and allow him to urinate. He almost jumps out of his skin when the bathroom door opens and closes, Maryse slipping inside, Joe blinks at her and suddenly realize that she would most definitely notice the tent in front of his pants.
“My, my, my Joe, what do you have there?”
Joe flushes slightly
“I uhm need to go to the toilet”
Maryse grins at him and slowly walk closer
“I first thought my little brother turned pervert on me, but I am quite glad it wasn’t him peeping at me”
Joe swallows
“Well uhm I saw the door and I checked to see if you’re OK”
Maryse chuckles
“That might have worked if I didn’t know you so well Joe, you can’t lie to me, and I know you checked me out when I dried myself as well”
Joe just blinks at her, she trails her fingernails over his chest
“Tell you what Joe, I’ll not tell anybody what a dirty little peeping Tom you are, but then you must do a little something for me”
Joe swallows
“W-What must I do?”
As Joe asks this, Maryse leans forward and kiss him hard, she tastes faintly of strawberries, her loose hair brushes against his face and her aroma wafting off her along with her body heat, isn’t helping Joe’s erection going down at all. Maryse pulls back and look at Joe
“Kiss me back Joe, you did kiss a girl before didn’t you?”
Joe only nods mutely, not believing what is happening, the hottest girl that he know and always saw as kind of a big sister is busy trying to play tonsil hockey with him. Maryse leans in again and Joe kisses her back this time, her breasts are brushing up against him and he enjoys the soft pressure. Joe loses himself inside the kiss, his arms snake around her and pulls her tightly against him, trapping her very busy hands between them, just as Joe realizes where her hands is his jeans drops down his legs and he can feel her soft hand slipping inside his boxers to grasp his hard, throbbing cock. His gasp breaks the kiss and he looks at Maryse who has a lustful look in her eyes and seems to be measuring his cock, she looks up and grins at him
“Well Joe it seems that you have quite a tool hidden in there”
Joe can feel the blood rushing to his cheeks again, Maryse leans closer
“If you want my silence you will have to fuck me Joe”
Her blue eyes make it clear that there is no other way to get out of this
“And why would anybody believe you and not me?”
Her grin tells it all
“Who is going to resist my little puppy eye face?”
“I guess I was the only one so far”
She nods and strokes her hand slowly up and down his shaft
“You want to tell me that you don’t want to have sex with me Joe?”
Her touch sends shivers down Joe’s spine
“OK, OK Maryse I’ll do it”
She grins a cat-ate-the-canary grin and slips her hand out of his boxers
“Go tell Andy that you need to help me with my PC or something, which should give us enough time”
She grins even wider
“And you can go to the toilet afterwards, you don’t seem in much of a condition to continue anyway”
Joe shakes his head
“You are so evil Maryse”
She chuckles softly and slip out of the bathroom, Joe looks in the mirror
“What the hell did you just get yourself into?”
Joe pulls up his jeans, readjusting himself that his erection isn’t that visible and walk back down to the den. Andy looks up when Joe enters
“Man what kept you so long? I was starting to think I need to come pry you from the toilet with a crow bar”
Joe shrugs
“It seems like you have to wait a bit longer, Maryse asked me to go help her with her PC quickly”
Andy looks flabbergasted
“You’re joking right?”
Joe shakes his head
“No I’m not, she even used this…”
Joe makes a funny imitation of Maryse’s puppy dog eyes which makes Andy burst out laughing
“OK, OK you go help her, I’ll just get another game to play while you’re busy”
Joe nods and turns back to walk up the stairs to Maryse’s room, the door is slightly ajar and he pushes it slowly open. A hand grips the front of his t-shirt and pulls him into the room, the door gets closed behind him and he hears the key turn in the lock. He turns and finds Maryse standing naked behind him, he swallows audibly and she smiles, doing a little pirouette
“Like what you see Joe?”
Joe nods solemnly and Maryse stops, placing her hands on her hips
“You never did anything like this before have you Joe?”
“No I haven’t”
Maryse grins
“Amazing, you’re quite a sexy guy, I’m surprised nobody tried to jump your bones yet”
She looks him over
“I guess there will be time for more later on, take off your jeans and boxers”
Joe looks shocked at her and she seems to get frustrated
“You want me to shut up?”
Joe nods
“Then do as I say, take off your jeans and boxers”
Joe fumbles with his belt and undoes his jeans pulling them down along with his boxers. His cock is hard and throbbing in the air, Maryse smiles coyly
“Seems like some part of you is at least willing”
Joe blushes slightly
“Come with me”
Maryse walks into her bathroom and Joe walks after her, his hard cock swaying in the air as he walk. Maryse stops at the hand basin and motions Joe closer, Joe steps up close to her and she wraps her fingers around his shaft again
“The last guy I saw this big was in college, it sure looks a healthy eight inches. OK this is what I’m going to do, I’m going to hold onto the basin and you are going to fuck me from behind, any questions?”
Joe shakes his head, Maryse smiles and turns around and holds onto the basin, spreading her legs as she looks at Joe in the mirror. Joe looks down at the erotic sight, her pussy lips is shaved or waxed clean and they look wet and puffy
“Touch me Joe”
Joe places his hand between her spread legs and her wet heat pushes against his fingers, she smiles at Joe in the mirror
“Find my entrance, it shouldn’t be too hard”
Joe runs two of his fingers between her lips, he did see what guys do in porno’s, but this was no porn movie, this is real. His fingers slips into a wet opening and he is rewarded with a soft moan as his fingers slips down a slippery tunnel, Maryse tosses her hair back and looks at Joe
“Now stick your cock in there”
Joe pulls out his fingers and moves a bit closer, he uses his hand to guide his cock into that same opening, Maryse whimpers softly and Joe looks up at her face in the mirror. She opens her eyes and look back at him
“Don’t stop just shove it in”
Joe uses his hips and thrust forward, he can feel her pussy stretch slightly around him as he slide deep into her wet pussy. Maryse grits her teeth and push back against him, grinding her tight ass into his groin
“Pull back slightly and push back in, the rest should come, oh God, naturally”
Joe pulled back just as she told him to and her “Oh God” made him worry, but she was pushing back against him, so he guess he didn’t do anything wrong. He pushes back into her and realizes that he would need somewhere to hold, so he grabs her hips. As he repeats the process he realizes that there is a rhythm to it, he use her movements as his guidance as he starts stroking his hard cock in and out of her wet pussy. Maryse is breathing hard, almost on the point of gasping as he moves inside her, suddenly she bites onto her one hand, Joe can hear her scream and her warm pussy contracting around his cock like a hand massaging him with a wet velvet glove. Maryse takes her hand from her mouth, gasping for air as small shudders course through her back and spread to her body, she opens her eyes and look in the mirror at the shocked Joe
“Yes I came OK? It’s been a while. Go on”
Joe realizes that he stopped and start to thrust into her again, Maryse looks at him in the mirror for a few moments and then close her eyes in pleasure as Joe starts to thrust rhythmically inside her. As he thrusts inside Maryse, Joe starts to feel the need to thrust faster, it confuses him, but the call of his nature is louder and he starts to move faster, this brings a grin to Maryse’s face
“That’s it Joe, fuck me, fuck me hard”
Her words seems to fuel Joe on, he can now see what she meant with it comes naturally. He can feel his balls starting to tingle and he knows that his orgasm isn’t very far off, Maryse has lowered her head and is pushing hard back against him, making his groin slap against her ass. Joe realize that it’s been a few weeks since he last masturbated, he’s just been too busy, he can feel his cum starting to build up and his thrusts just can’t seem to be fast enough
“I’m going to cum”
“I know, just…keep going…Joe…don’t stop…no matter what”
Maryse’s gasps is barely audible, but Joe hears her and he does exactly what she says, he keep pumping his hard cock inside her hot, wet pussy. He can feel his pleasure building up and when it’s at the point where he can’t hold back anymore, he closes his eyes and let’s go. The resulting force of the pleasure exploding inside him almost sends him crashing to the ground, he grunts as he pushes deeper into Maryse’s convulsing pussy. Joe’s eyes snaps open and he sees Maryse biting down on her fist again, her body shuddering with another orgasm as he pumps his cum into her pussy. After what feels like ages he finally stops cumming, his breathing is ragged and he looks at Maryse in the mirror, she has draped her arm over the edge of the basin and is resting her forehead on her arm, breathing deeply. Confused about what to do next Joe stands in place, he looks down and see that her hips is red where he gripped her. Finally Maryse looks up at him and give him a weak smile
“You can now pull out Joe, it’s OK”
Joe slowly pulls out of her, releasing a copious amount of their cum, it dribbles from her red, swollen lips and run down her long, shapely legs, she shudders gently and turns to Joe
“OK you can go now, I have to clean up a bit”
Joe can’t believe that he gets dismissed just like that, in half a daze he walks over to his clothing, pulls on his boxers and jeans as he hear Maryse turning open a tap, he shakes his head. His first time, his very first time and it were with one of the prettiest girls he knows.
“Ok so maybe she just used you”
Even that thought can’t lessen the fact that he had sex with Maryse, he grins to himself and then lets himself out of her room, he rushes to the toilet where he urinates and washes his hands when he’s done. Something about the football jersey she wore starts to bother him, but he just can’t understand why, with a shrug he goes back down to the den, where Andy is playing a wrestling game. He looks up when Joe enters and grins
“I see you survived it, sit down, I’ll get Halo on then we can go kick some butt again”
Joe grins and sits down, picking up his controller…
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The Simple Life: The Belt Part 2

Welcome back to the Simple Life, the true story of my first threesome, and the good part. I’ll say it again, this story involves sex with two bisexual girls, and will include bondage, domination and submission. If this is not your kind of thing, don’t read any farther. Otherwise, enjoy!The Simple Life Chapter 1: The Belt Part 2Alright, let’s get this started! I think to myself. “That’s a good girl,” I say to Maddie as I throw a leather collar at her. “Now get in there, strip, and put that on. Now.”
The punk hurried to obey my orders. I smiled to myself. To recap, my undefined relationship with an old flame, Rowan, had culminated in a hotel room threesome with her steaming hot friend, Maddie. Rowan was now bound, hand and foot, to the bed, blindfolded and under orders to remain quiet and still, while I had just briefly showed Maddie who’s in charge and got her to submit to me.
Maddie got off her knees and hurried past me, pausing for a moment when she saw Rowan’s bound form. Licking her lips, she hurriedly shucked her clothes to the side, sliding the fur lined leather collar around her neck and sliding to her knees.
I hadn’t commanded the last part. I liked her already. I took the moment to look at her naked form. She had decent tits, though they couldn’t compare to Rowan’s. To my untrained but experienced eye, they looked to be about a B cup. The rest of her body was slim, if not toned, in the way punk girls somehow manage. Her multi-colored hair fell to her shoulders.
She looked up at me with big eyes, shadow and make up serving to emphasize them, and asked in a soft voice, “What’s wrong with Rowan? Um, Master.” She added the last at a glare from me.
“Don’t worry about her. The main course is for later. For now, take care of my clothing.” The girl moved quickly to comply, sliding my shirt up and taking it off, with some help, due to my height. She then slid down, her hands and eyes both taking in my athletic, though not quite slim, figure, as she made her way back to her knees. The buckle of her collar shining, she first undid and slid off my belt, before unbuttoning my pants and sliding down the fly with exaggerated care.
She hesitated at my boxers, already seeing the outline of my hard cock. She bit her lip and looked up at me, waiting for my nod before proceeding to divest me of my underwear. He face hovered inches from my cock, and I noticed one hand start to reach up.
Moving suddenly, I slapped the hand down. “I did not give you permission for that. Not yet. Stand up.” She complied eagerly, her chest heaving as she got excited.
I pressed against her, raising her head and lowering mine to kiss her roughly. Her eyes fluttered shut as her lips parted, welcoming my tongue into her mouth. She swirled her tongue around mine, and I sucked back, withdrawing my tongue, and bringing hers with it. I bit lightly, and she returned the favor, pulling her tongue back and biting my bottom lip.Rowan must have already told her what I liked… I cast a brief glance at her seemingly comatose form, almost wishing I hadn’t blindfolded her, so she could see this. Oh well. She’ll have to be content with the knowledge that I’m kissing another girl mere feet from her. She has to be able to hear it after all.
By this point, Maddie was pressed against my body like a second layer of skin, grinding against me as I kissed her. I decided to give her what she obviously wanted. I pulled away from her kiss and looked down. “What are you?” I said to her in a low voice, bordering on a growl.
“Your slut.” Came the quick, almost moaning answer.
“That’s right. Now get down and suck your master’s cock like I know you want to.” Maddie quickly obeyed, sinking to her knees again and staring at my cock briefly. Natural size and height had given me a solid 7 or 8 inches, and thick at that. I was also quite potent I guess, or at least hormonal, as I could come 3 times a day without particular effort. I had been saving up for today, which, combined with the situation, made my cock even bigger, and harder.
Maddie quickly went to work with what was obviously the mouth of an experienced cocksucker. She licked the head and shaft, planting several sloppy kisses along its length, before sinking half of it into her mouth. I groaned softly at the feeling of her warm, wet mouth, as her tongue started its own ministrations on whatever it can reach.
She slowly sank farther, taking more and more of my cock into her mouth. I felt as my head hit the back of her mouth, and she paused, continuing to work on my cock with almost milking motions. Then she promptly pushed farther down, taking my long cock down her throat and bringing her mouth to my base in one stroke. I groaned even louder at the feeling of her hot mouth and tight throat.
I suddenly felt her head back off, and she looked up at me, smiling as she sloppily jacked me off. “Master, can I please drink your hot load? Pleeeease?”
I stared at her and didn’t even hesitate, promptly reaching to the back of her head and pushing her back onto my cock. The nude submissive yelped and opened her mouth as she was forced to take my cock all the way back down. She immediately began sucking, applying all her skills to pleasuring her new masters cock.
As her ministrations continued, I glanced at Rowan, who was now desperately squirming. She must’ve known what was going on mere feet from her, and it was obviously turning her on to no end. I decided that this was as good a use as any for my first load of the night, and began to let myself get caught up in Maddie’s amazing blowjob.
As her tongue curled around my cock, I grunted loudly. “Swallow all of Master’s cum slut!” Maddie moaned around my cock, which just set off my pulsing cock even more as it unleashed jet after jet of cum down her teenage throat. She continued to bob her head on my cock as she swallowed my load, moaning all the while.
I pulled out of her mouth, letting a little cum leak onto her chin. She smiled up at me, drool and cum dripping off her face. “That was delicious, thank you Master!”
I looked over my shoulder at Rowan’s prone and quivering form as I asked Maddie, “Think it’s time for the main course now?” She gave me a sly look and a devilish smile.
“Oh, I definitely think so Master. Am I allowed to play with her too?” Maddie looked over the spread eagled girl, shivering despite the temperature.
“Of course. Why do you think I saved her for now?”
“Oh thank you Master!” Maddie cast me another glance. “I think I could get used to calling you that.”
I smiled. “I hope so. Shall we?”
“Let’s.” Without a second thought, Maddie climbed on the bed next to Rowan and began sliding against her, pressing her bare tits against her against her bound friend’s skin. “Hi there little pet. Master says I get to have fun with you now. I just drank his cum, and now he needs recharge. Wanna taste?”
Rowan whimpered as she nodded. It turned me on so much whenever I saw the normally strong willed punk girl completely dominated, by me or by Maddie. Of course, watching the two young girls, just barely legal, kiss passionately, only added to that, resulting in me hardening in record time. Nevertheless, I decided to watch Maddie’s methods for a little bit before inserting myself. Heh. Literally.
As I watched, Maddie ended the kiss, kissing down Rowan’s jawline and to her neck. Immediately, Rowan started moaning and whining loudly, making it obvious what Maddie was doing to her neck. Rowan started squirming more, pulling at her restraints and rolling her body. Maddie soon started kissing down her neck to collarbone, then her tits, stopping repeatedly along the way to bite, nibble and suck.
I smiled. Maddie’s teasing was amazing, expertly done, and only made even more enticing by Rowan’s inability to move, and to give herself any relief.
With a growl, the bi punk reached Rowan exposed pussy. As she began kissing around it, just close enough to drive her crazy and just far enough to make her want more, she said aloud, “Holy crap Rowan! You’re soaked down here! Did hearing me blow our Master turn you on that much?”
It was true. Rowan was a natural submissive. Being dominated, bound and just left laying there while her Master enjoyed another girl, then being played with, was just too much for the poor girl, who was now writhing desperately with need.
Maddie soon finally planted a long, open mouthed kiss on the bound girl’s slit, resulting in a deep, guttural moan. She peered back up. “Oooo you taste amazing! Have you been working on your taste just for your Master?” Rowan gave another whimpering nod, that Maddie never saw as she dived back in. More moan immediately issued from Rowan’s blindfolded form.
By this point, I was back at full mast, though it had been on minutes. I looked closer at Maddie and realized that even as she was eating her friend out, one of her hands was rubbing her own tight teen cunt. Hmmm… maybe I should help her with that… Is that pushing Rowan’s limits too far though? I looked at Rowan, and realized that she would be happy as long as I was. It was the kind of girl she was. And how I loved it.
Without further thought, I walked to the end of the bed. Maddie was bent over the bed perfectly as she at her friend’s cunt, and Rowan’s moan and whimper only made me harder. As I walked up behind her, I heard Maddie ask, “Hm? What are you doing back there Ma-AHHH!” She cut off for obvious reasons – it must be difficult to keep a coherent thought when 8 inches of cock is shoved into your dripping cunt without warning. “Oh God yes Master! Harder! Harder!”
Maddie’s soaked pussy felt amazing. It wasn’t as tight as Rowan’s, due to her slutty history, but she made up for it with how hot and wet it was after everything. I started pounding her with long, slow strokes, grinding against her on each in stroke and nearly removing my head on each out stroke. As her cheers and demands grew louder, I promptly reached up and pushed her head down, into Rowan’s pussy, where she resumed her previous actions, resulting in a fresh batch of moans from her friend, even hotter now that she suspected what I was doing.
We went on like that for a few minutes, my cock splitting Maddie opened, Maddie’s moaning mouth devouring Rowan’s tight cunt, and Rowan writhing and sweating, wishing desperately that she had even one free hand. I suddenly started pounding Maddie even harder, using short, fast strokes. The punk immediately began moaning and groaning too much to continue her efforts, resulting in a few disappointed whimpers from Rowan.
However, as I felt my next load building up in my swinging balls, I pulled out of Maddie and promptly moved to the other side of the bed, ready to give Rowan attention for the first time tonight. I straddled her chest, placed my cock at her open lips, and began thrusting.
I’ve always loved throat fucking a girl, especially when I’m near cumming. In addition to the feelings of domination it gave me, it was so hot watching Rowan try to swallow as much as she could without choking, an effort that became much more difficult as Maddie resumed eating her out. Finally, as my cock began to pulse, I let out a series of low grunts, even as Rowan moaned, nearly screaming, at the top of her lungs.
I realized that, even as her throat was bobbing, trying to swallow my thick cum, Maddie had brought her to her own orgasm. Finally, cum and spit began dripping around my cock onto her chin and chest, and I pulled out of her mouth and got off of her. Immediately, Maddie swarmed up Rowan’s body and began licking and kissing her, trying to swallow as much of the slimy cocktail as she could before she began to passionately kiss Rowan, trying to lick what cum she could from her friends mouth, as Rowan tried to lick her juices off her friends mouth.
My cock, having no intentions of just going back down at that image, was already fully hard, and I knew just what to do with it. I got back on the bed and resumed my fucking of Maddie, the only person here to not have had an orgasm. The girl immediately began moaning into Rowan’s mouth as the continued making out, before pulling out and whispering into Rowan’s ear, “Oh God he’s fucking me so hard… our Master’s big cock is splitting me open, hitting so deep in me… OH SHIT it feels so good, he’s going to hard, and so deep!” She raised her voice, obviously directing her next words at me, “Go harder! Deeper! Faster! Oh God Master, please, fuck my tight cunt even harder!”
I began spanking her, alternating between thrusts as she cried out – it my fucking had pushed her up, and Rowan has found her boobs – and her nipples! The double assault was too much, especially as one of my hands reached around and tightened around her through even as the other began strumming her engorged clit. She let out a scream after only a few minutes of the assault and collapsed onto Rowan. I pulled out and disentangled myself from her, relieved to be out of the awkward position I had gone into to make her cum.
Of course. Now I still had a hard cock and nothing to do with it. Time for the next cunt I guess! I walked to Maddie and whispered in her ear “Time to move now pet.”
She looked at me from behind lidded eyes, bathing in her afterglow, “Wha-“ was all she had time to say as I unceremoniously pushed her off of Rowan’s sweating figure. I straddled her, my cock just high enough that she couldn’t feel it, as I called to Rowan, “What do you need Master to do to you, my first pet?”
She cried back, “Oh please fuck me! I need Master to fuck me! I need his big hard cock to pound his slut’s tight pussy, I need you so bad Master!”
Let it never be said I left a girl hanging. I dropped my hips enough that my cockhead slid along her slit, my long staff still covered in her friends pussy juices and her own saliva. Slowly, I slid the head down to her entrance, hesitating. She immediately began to squirm, pushing her hips up and trying to impale herself on my meatstick. I slowly slid a little farther, so just my head was in her, making her moan even louder and squirm even harder.
By this point, Maddie had recovered, and was watching us. I didn’t escape my notice just how her arm seemed to be moving below the bed. I shook my head. This girl was insatiable! I looked down at Rowan’s sweating, red face, trying so hard to fuck herself on my cock. With a grin, a sank down in one stroke, sliding my entire cock into her tight cunt. We both moaned loudly, and I promptly started pounding her full of my big cock.
She responded with moan after moan, screaming, as I bent over to kiss her passionately, tasting the weird mix my cum and both of the girls juices. I pounded her through one orgasm after another, getting three small ones out of her. I heard Maddie next to use marvel, “I didn’t know you were multi-orgasmic Rowan! That’s so hot!” I leaned down likes I was blowing into Rowan’s ear and whispered, “I’m going to untie you soon. Be ready to get your revenge on her.” Rowan moaned in anticipation, going through another orgasm at the thought. I was lucky this had taken me two loads to get too, or I would’ve filled her up already!
I pulled out and off of her, drawing a displeased mewl from my bound slut, and looked at Maddie. “Kiss her. Now.” Maddie jumped at the command, removing her hand from her slick slit, and hopping on Rowan, basically mounting her as she kissing her roughly.
I only allowed myself a few moments to look before I quietly slid to the end of the bed and undid Rowan’s ankle bounds without a sound. Her legs flexed at the freedom, but didn’t fully move quite yet. Rowan was a smart girl, she’d know when to make her move.
I walked back to the front of the bed, and reached down to remove the blindfold from Rowans face. Maddie backed away as Rowan flinched, blinking in the low light. In the mean time, I leaned over and kissed Maddie roughly, letting that be the first thing she saw as her eyes adjusted. Abruptly I released Maddie and gave a similar kiss to Rowan, taking a moment to whisper “Get ready” to her as I resumed my attentions on Maddie. As I kissed her, I watched and, as her eyes slid closed, I made my move, a twitch of my hand undoing the knot that held Rowan’s arms in place.
I backed away from Maddie suddenly, and she had only a second to wonder why before Rowan’s arms wrapped around her, and the two quickly switched positions. Before long, Rowan was on all fours on top of Maddie, the latter’s arms pinned above her head by the former. “You think you’re the Master’s favorite? I’m gonna show you what time with Master is really like!” She released the girl and hopped away from her and next to me, kissing me heavily.
Maddie looked at us confusedly. “But… but… I thought…” I smiled at how much she sounded like Rowan, when I had bound her at the beginning of the night. I smiled and walked over to the confused girl, getting right in fornt of her face – before my hand flew up and slapped her across her face. It was cupped, and I knew it sounded a lot worse that it was, but Maddie flew down onto the bed anyways. I turned her around, so her stomach was facing up and her head was hanging over the side of the bed, and abruptly gave her a similar throat fucking to the one I had given Rowan earlier, going even rougher, if that was possible. Soon, she was gagging on my dick, her face turning red, and sometimes even purple, as I forced her to deep throat me and fucked her tight throat like a pussy.
I smiled as I felt a tongue on my balls. I knew Rowan would find a place to fit in. I groaned, trying to decide whether I wanted to come in her throat or where else I wanted to. I made up my mind and pulled out and gave my cock a few quick jerks as my third load of the night flew from my engorged cock head, splattering all over Maddie’s chest, neck and face. A few wayward jets even made it to her stomach. Rowan hopped towards her even as I started backing away, and started devouring my cum in a decidedly rough fashion. Instead of just licking, she seemed be biting throughout Maddie’s body to pick up my cum, resulting in squeals of pleasure and pain from her friend.
I sat back on the bed and watched the two. Now I needed a break. I could even go for a nap. I looked at the two girls, who had devolved into making out, although Rowan seemed to still have the upper hand over her friend.
I laid back and called to the two nymphos, “I think I’ll lay down for a little bit. Would you two like to join me?” Before the words had fully left my mouth, the two had lunged at me, wrestling briefly for positions, before I ended up with one on each side.
I put a hand around each of the girls, old flame and new spark, and kissed each in turn. The proceeded to lean over me and kiss each other, giving me a great view. I smiled broadly. “Enough pets. Lay down for now.” The two stopped and obeyed, curling up against me, and I fell into a deep sleep, knowing what heaven felt like.

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A Kidnapped Woman For Sale!

I’ve often fantasized about being kidnapped, blindfolded, bound and raped, and then taken to a “private club” to be auctioned off to the highest bidder(s)…

Star Wars: The Restricted Files – Chapter 6 – Breaking the Slave Ring Part 1

Disclaimer: The following story is not connected with the Star Wars franchise, or its creator, George Lucas and does not represent the characters, writers or producers of set franchise.
Story Codes: MF, blackmail, grope, hp, reluc, spank
Star Wars: The Restricted Files Part 6 – Breaking The Slave Ring Part 1
by Avatrek ([email protected])
“Are you sure this is the best way to stop the slave ring, Mara?” Leia asked her good friend Mara Jade Skywalker as she changed her clothes in one of the Jade Sabre’s quarters. Leia Organa Solo and Mara Jade had travelled to the edge of Hutt space in order to investigate and with luck stop the horrendous atrocities a new slave ring had been inflicting on the New Republic and the men, women and children who had unfortunately been captured and resold to the highest bidders to become personal slaves. Mara had been married to Luke Skywalker for the past five years and ever since had been helping Leia and the Jedi Order crack down on the illegal and corrupt activities taking place in the New Republic. Now that Leia was no longer the President of the New Republic, both she and Mara were able to move more freely around the galaxy and work as a team to stop the more heinous criminal acts and organizations which had continued to pop up around the New Republic since the fall of the Empire over twenty years prior.
“Come on out Leia… I’m sure it’s not as bad as mine!” Mara Jade giggled as she too adjusted the binding clothes she had just put on.
“Oh… I guarantee it’s worse… Do you remember that little gold bikini I had to wear for Jabba, back on Tatooine?” Leia said, sounding a little embarrassed but also a little proud of herself and her physique for being able to fit into the outfit she had just scrounged up from the past.
“You mean that gold number that had all the men around you wagging their tongues at you.” Mara Jade replied with a laugh, remembering how amazing Leia looked back in Jabba the Hutt’s place all those years ago when she was undercover there for the Emperor.
“Yep!” Leia said, opening the door to give Mara Jade a nice look of her amazing body in the skimpy gold bikini. Although both Leia and Mara were over forty years old, they looked no older than twenty. The advantages of being a Jedi and participating in the difficult training sessions had done wonders to the two women’s aging physiques. Without proof that they were actually over forty years old, no one would guess they were older than a pair of twenty year olds. “Wow… Maybe you’re right Mara… That outfit sure is revealing.” Leia continued after looking over Mara and smiling. With beautiful, luxurious and long red-gold hair, Mara’s white leather bikini nearly made Leia want to whistle at her. Her ample breasts and nice tight ass were only accentuated by the tight fitting leather white bikini she had put on. As the Jade Sabre approached the rendezvous point they had set up with a group of local slavers, Leia was contemplating whether or not their plan would succeed or not. To break the slave ring, Leia had agreed to go undercover with Mara Jade as a couple of slave girls. The slave ring they were infiltrating had diversified into many slaving fields, which including everything from hard labour, factory workers, farmers and especially slave girls, who were forced to do anything and everything for the master that bought them. To help them infiltrate the dangerous slave ring, Mara’s long time friend Talon Karrde had set up some connections with a local chapter of slave ship runners who agreed to take the two Jedi women to the Slave auction and sell them to the highest bidder. Because Karrde promised the slavers that their business and the money they would make off of selling the two Jedi women wouldn’t be at risk, the slavers agreed to the deal.
“You ladies ready!” Talon Karrde’s voice sounded through the intercom system coming from the bridge of the Jade Sabre. While Mara and Leia infiltrated the slave ring, Talon had agreed to keep watch over the Jade Sabre and come get them whenever they called. Karrde had agreed to do the deed free for Mara and Leia as a favour, but after seeing the two sexy Jedi women in their bikinis, Karrde wasn’t so sure who was doing who a favour. “HOLY SHIT!”
“Shut up Karrde… And stop looking at my ass!” Leia jested as she took a seat next him and helped him guide the ship to the previously agreed upon location.
“Okay Karrde… We’ll signal you when we got the information we need to take down the slave ring… You just be ready to come and get us when the time comes.” Mara told Karrde as she and Leia prepared to depart. Just on time, the slaver ship arrived and docked with the Jade Sabre like agreed upon. “Oh, and Karrde… Make sure you look after my ship.” Mara said to Karrde, winking at him and shaking her ass once for his amusement before walking through the docking port and onto the grimy looking slave ship.
“You Mara and Lelila?” a large ugly Gamorrean grunted at Mara and Leia. Leia had adopted her childhood nickname for the mission, owing to the fact that the name of Leia attracted way too much attention, especially since being President of the New Republic. Mara on the other hand had simply kept her own name due to the fact that it was relatively less known and more common of a name.
“Yes” Leia replied, instantly looking like she had made a big mistake in agreeing to Mara’s insane plan.
“Nice… Very nice…” A sly voice came from only a few metres behind the Gamorrean. “I’m Captain Chaff… I will be the one selling you two at the auction.” a tall human figure said from the shadows, just outside the vision of both Leia and Mara. “Until then…” He said a little louder, cutting off any possible response from Mara and Leia, “You will be treated like every other slave on this ship in order to maintain appearances… We’re taking a big risk by taking you on… You understand?” Captain Chaff said from the shadows before nodding toward the Gamorrean to take them to the prisoner hold. “Oh… And check them for weapons before you lock them up” he said slyly with a grin on his face.
“What do you mean weapons… Look what we’re wearing… How could we have any weapons?” Mara replied with a look of curiosity on her face as she was led away by the Gamorrean guard towards the prison hold. Both Mara and Leia had to forsake their lightsabers back on the Jade Sabre in order to remain inconspicuous during their infiltration. If anyone found a lightsaber on either of them, they would be caught red-handed and their whole plan would go up in smoke.
“It’s just standard procedure.” the Gamorrean guard grunted before shoving them into a wall and forcing them to stand still while he groped their bodies with his disgusting hands.
“This is disgusting!” Leia cried as the Gamorrean began massaging one of her breasts.
“Alright… Now take off your clothes for a more… intensive search!” the Gamorrean guffawed, forcing both Mara and Leia to grudgingly slip out of their tight bikinis to acquiesce to his order. Mara was the first to undress; sliding off her tight white leather bikini top and bottom to reveal a perfect set of firm breasts and one of the tightest asses in the galaxy. “Very nice!” he said, running his hands over Mara’s nipples and the slowly cupping her beautiful tight ass with one of his hands before slapping her ass cheek and telling her to get dressed. “Now you honey.”
“No fucking way you perv… You’ve already groped me enough.” Leia yelled at the perverted Gamorrean as Mara got dressed.
“Just do it Lei… Lelila. You have to!” Mara ordered her friend, nearly calling her Leia by accident in the process. Leia finally assented and undid the clip holding the golden bra and panties up so the Gamorrean could get his feel in. Just like Mara, Leia had an immaculate body; with gorgeous firm breasts and a nice juicy round bum. Unlike Mare however, who had shaved her pussy clean, Leia had trimmed her pubic hair into a thin strip. The Gamorrean’s rough hands ran over her firm breast and nipples before slowing making their way down towards her thin pubic strip where he brushed up against it and her tiny slit. As if to say he was satisfied with the search and what he saw, the Gamorrean turned Leia around, slapped her shapely ass and told her to get dressed.
“This is degrading!” Leia told Mara as they were locked in a small stuffy room with nothing but the clothes they came onboard with.
“Just let your inner slut out Leia… It’s the only way.” Mara said, having experience on matters concerning being a slave girl. She had experience; weeks of service as a slave girl and dancer for Jabba the Hutt meant dirty dancing, grinding and even in Mara’s case, a lot of fucking. Bounty hunters, guards and simple traders who stopped in at Jabba’s all wanted a turn with the beautiful redheaded dancer known as Arica. Not only did she have memories from that experience, she also had dealt with slave rings her entire smuggling life. Karrde and her had never done any business themselves in the horrendous activity, but they had been surrounded by it often.
“Inner slut Mara? I am a Princess, or was a Princess… I’ll shake my ass in this ridiculous bikini, but I’m not doing anything more than that for these disgusting criminals.” Leia retorted, looking both self-important and a little snooty all at the same time.
“Okay your Highness… We’ll just see what happens when we’re sold at auction” Mara said mockingly, knowing for certain that her tune would change when she was immersed into the grimy sexy underworld of sex trafficking.
Several hours later, but still hours away from their arrival at the space station that the auction was apparently taking place on, the same Gamorrean guard that had groped and molested the two Jedi women returned to their cell and took Leia by the wrist.
“The Captain wants to see ya.” he grunted, pulling Leia from the room and away from the safety of Mara. Mara just smiled and told Leia not to worry about it and to remember what she had said. Leia was basically dragged by the Gamorrean across the ship and towards the Captain’s quarters. She knew she could easily turn the tails on the large brute of a creature and snap his neck with the force before he could ever react, but that would certainly mean the end of the mission and a sure path towards the Dark side.
“He inside” the Gamorrean guard grunted in accented basic as he shoved Leia through the open door an into a shadowy room.
“So… Why did you want to see me?” Leia called out into the dark, just as she caught sight of movement in the shadows.
“I needed to see how much to sell you for.” Captain Chaff said from behind her, just before he grabbed her by the waist and pulled her tight against his body.
“What do you mean… How do you find out how much to sell… ?” Leia started, before she felt his cold hand run down her inner thigh towards her gold bikini bottoms. “Wait… You know I’m only undercover… You don’t have to do this.” Leia pleaded with the man, hoping that she wouldn’t have to reveal her Jedi skills to the Captain to break loose from his hold.
“Well then I’ll just make sure you know what you’re doing… There’s no reason for you to be unprepared, Lelila.” Captain Chaff whispered into her ear as he slowly unclipped her bikini bottoms. “Besides… If you don’t do what I want, I’ll be telling everyone around who you are and how you’re trying to infiltrate the slave ring around these parts.” he continued, just before Leia was ready break his hold and kick him in the groin.
Let the inner slut out, Leia remembered Mara’s advice as her golden bikini bottoms fell to the floor to reveal her juicy ass and thin strip of pubic hair.
“Well… Only if you think you can handle me.” Leia whispered back, slamming her ass back into his already hard cock. Leia only had to remember her younger years, before she married Han and had children to remember how to be a real slut. It was a dark secret that Leia refused to remember on almost all other occasions, but she knew that the only way to get through the predicament she now found herself in was to embrace that history and become a whole new woman; Lelila, the sex slave.
“Oh… I can handle you baby!” Captain Chaff said before moving his hand towards her pubic strip to massage her tiny slit. “Fuck… That’s going to be tight.” he groaned as his fingers slid inside her tight snatch, causing Leia to moan out. As the Captain used his other hand to unhinge Leia’s top and massage her nice big firm breasts, Leia took some initiative and reached back to the bulge in the Captain’s pants. She unhooked his grimy pants and before long had both his underwear and pants on the ground without even turning around. She could feel his big hot shaft rubbing up against her thigh and acting on impulse, took hold of the seven inch pole and began moving her hand back and forth to give him a nice handjob while her pussy and tits got the same treatment from the Captain.
The moaning and groaning continued for a further five minutes as the two horny partners warmed each other up for what was sure to be a wild ride. Leia had to admit; she hadn’t felt so good for years. Han and her would fuck every few days or weeks, depending on what their schedules were like, but they hadn’t done anything like she was now doing with a complete stranger for years and years.
“Time for a real ride, honey!” the Captain moaned in her ear, letting go of her breasts and pulling his fingers from her wet slit. Turning her around to face him, Captain Chaff grabbed her by the ass and lifted her up onto his waist. Walking over to the nearest wall, the Captain slammed her against it and got ready to fuck the horny Leia.
“Huh… I thought you’d have a butt ugly face, the way you’re always hiding in the shadows.” Leia moaned after finally getting a good look at Chaff’s face. He was young, tanned and fairly handsome, which surprised Leia, because she never would think someone so good looking would be in such a despicable trade.
“Glad you like it… But I’m sure you’ll like this even more!” he said, grinning wickedly before he took hold of his cock and guided it up towards Leia’s dripping wet snatch.
“UGHHHH!” Leia groaned as Chaff’s big dick penetrated four inches into her tight pussy. Leia’s Jedi skills and training had both given her the body of a twenty year old and a pussy as tight as a teenager. She could tell the pain of first penetration was not only being felt by herself but the Captain as well as he strained to force more of himself inside her.
“I knew this pussy would be tight!” Chaff grunted as he planted his hands against the wall and leaned in to kiss Leia. Leia provided no resistance and Chaff stuck his tongue in her mouth and made out passionately with her. Leia, completely into the moment, decided to go all in by wrapping her legs around Chaff’s waist and pulling his cock deeper inside her.
“Oh… Ummmm… Fuck me Han!” Leia groaned as Chaff began moving his hips back and forth into Leia with an increasing speed.
“Who the fuck is Han?” Chaff groaned as he kissed Leia’s neck and slammed his hips upwards.
“Who the fuck cares!” Leia shouted, just as she hit her climax and her pussy exploded all over Chaff’s cock.
“Whoever he is, he’s missing out on the sweetest pussy I’ve ever had.” he shouted as he slammed his cock one last time inside Leia, going balls deep inside her before pulling out quickly before and dropping her to the floor roughly.
“Owww… What the fuck did you do that for… Oh!” Leia smirked as Chaff pointed his cock at her face and began rubbing his hand back and forth over his cock. “Let me help you with that!” Leia moaned, coming down from her orgasm and rubbing her hand back and forth over his shaft. Leia’s soft fingers went to town on Chaff’s sensitive cock until finally his panting became laboured and a mountain of stress could be seen on his face.
“UNGHHH…. Take it… AHHHHH!” Chaff shouted as his cock erupted and his seed showered the beautiful Leia with several large warm loads of his sticky cum. Leia opened her mouth and caught as much of it as she could, swallowing the tasty Captain’s seed with a smile on her face as his last stream of cum struck her right cheek and she remembered back to her teenage years when this sort of thing was a common sight for her.
“It’s been so long since I’ve gotten such a good facial” Leia moaned as she basked in what she had done and how good it had felt to do something she knew was so wrong.
“Well baby… I’m sure it’s only the first of many to come in the next few days sweetheart.” Captain Chaff chided her before pulling her back to her feet and throwing her and her gold bikini from his quarters in one swift motion.
“What?” Leia said confused as she was bewildered why the Captain had just thrown her out like a piece of garbage. As the Gamorrean guard led her back to her cell and Mara, she realized that now that she was a slave girl, this would be the kind of treatment she should come to expect.
“Leia… I see you let your inner slut out!” Mara said with surprise after seeing Leia’s face and hair splattered with the Captain’s sticky cum and her gold bikini in her arms.
“Your next sweetheart… Come with me.” the Gamorrean grunted at the surprised Mara before he pulled her out of room by her wrist.
“Have fun Mara” Leia said exhaustedly as she slumped to the ground and closed her eyes in shame, “I know I did.”

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What he’s thinking – ch 3

Entry Three: — the club – Donald recruits Hilda
After we’d been intimate for a few days, I realized there was something Hilda was hiding from me. It was something she considered important, but she never thought about it directly while I was reading her. I got many references to a club, but no more. As I now considered her my friend, I tried to avoid snooping, which included asking leading questions. So I was still a little surprised when she explained it to me.
“Karen, have you ever wanted to totally yield your body to a man?”
“You mean, let him use me any way he wants?”
“Yes. I mean like bend over, present him your crotch and wait to be surprised at what he does next. Maybe he’ll stick his finger in your pussy, maybe his dick up your fanny. Maybe he’ll spank you or nibble on your clit.”
“Or maybe all of the above. Hilda, at some point, I let just about every lover have that kind of freedom. Not giving him such freedom is like not giving myself to him. It might still be sex, but hardly love or even lust to just lie there and say, put your dick in my pussy but don’t do anything else without my permission. As much as I don’t like having my tits pawed before I’m ready, I’d rather go through it than have to tell my lover not to touch them. Many girls might stop at anal sex, but that doesn’t bother me much. Not at all if he takes his time. Sometimes I really even like it a lot. So short of causing me an injury, there isn’t much a lover would want to do to a female that I wouldn’t like. Have you ever done bondage?”
“Yes. That’s sort of what I was leading up to. Ok. How about assuming the position, but for a man who wasn’t yet your lover, maybe a man you didn’t even know? How about allowing yourself to be tied up in various compromising positions and not only not knowing how you’d be used but not even by whom or how many men? But gladly accepting any number of pricks anywhere as long as they promised that at least one man would fuck you?”
“Sounds awful dangerous.”
“It could be. But I believe the health issue is not a problem in the club I go to. I guess I should say, work at, since they pay me. They insist on paying, and I don’t have the income you have, so I don’t mind taking money. I guess that makes me a prostitute. Funny, I’ve always known I was a slut. A girl who doesn’t like sex for the fun of it is a prude, in my book. So I guess I’m proud to be a slut. Getting paid just seems to make me think of myself as sort of sexy. Anyway, I didn’t start doing it for the pay but because it sounded like fun.”
“How’s that again?” In answer Hilda began the following story:
————-> Hilda:
Well, I met this guy. I should have known it wouldn’t amount to a romantic interest. He was much too rich and upper class. The only thing I have is looks. No family, not enough education. And I’m not really smart either. I’m not the type of girl Donald would ever take home to meet his parents. But, though he was wearing an expensive suit, I didn’t clue in on his status immediately. We met at a banquet, where I was helping a friend with arrangements. The lady who ran the place told us that they’d had cancellations and had far too few women coming. She needed some more decorative females to mix in. Francine and I had to change into party dresses, but that was no problem. Frankly I thought the idea sounded like fun. At worst I’d have to put up with some dull conversation. I’ve always thought that the way to not sound dull myself was to look stupendous. Make sure the guys are too busy looking down my dress to notice my lack of inspired conversation.
Any way, I was hardly the only girl falling out of her dress. You couldn’t tell which girls were rich from those there just for decoration. Not by looking anyway. The rich girls seemed to welcome the event as an opportunity to more than let their hair down. When Donald singled me out for several dances, at first I was afraid he’d mistaken me for a socialite. He was a perfect gentleman. I even accepted a date with him to go boating later that night. At the time I should have realized that by being there he was probably a multi-millionaire. He wasn’t there to be decorative like myself!
The “boat” was not the twenty footer tied to the dock that was waiting for us. But even that had a skipper so that we only had to sit in the back and cuddle while the man at the controls took us out to the “boat”. My dad says a boat is, according to the navy, anything that can be put on the deck of a battleship. So a 90 foot PT boat is a boat. I’m sure this was much bigger than that. It had three decks and parallel hallways.
You know, when I go out with a guy, I sort of know I’ll make love to him sooner or later, so I never worry about him raping me. But the second I got in the back of the speed boat, the launch, I’d never felt so helpless. I knew that this Donald would use me in any way he wanted, and the hired help would only help. Needless to say, I loved it! When we arrived on board, Donald simply escorted me to a fabulous stateroom. No tour, no introductions, no questions about my willingness. I almost think he wanted me to resist. But by the time he closed the door, I couldn’t have had a wetter pussy!
Donald was only an average lover. Not even particularly imaginative. I don’t know why I should have expected anything special. And anyhow, he was good. Most men are. It’s just that I’d never been so overwhelming seduced before, and I sort of expected to be overwhelmingly fucked as well. But why should rich men be above average lovers? When he was done with me, he put something in my pocketbook. I’m always a little nervous when someone goes through my pocketbook, even a lover. I guess I consider the inside of my purse more private than the inside of my pussy. So naturally, as soon as I finished getting dressed, I checked. There was five hundred dollars inside it!”
He noticed my consternation. “Isn’t that enough? I admit you were one of the best girls I’ve ever had. Tell you what, give me your home phone number and I’ll add another five.”
“Donald, I’m not a prostitute. I’ve never had sex for money before. And why would I be charging you when you gave me so much pleasure? At least until now.”
“Why were you at the benefit then? I know all the socialites. And Mrs. Jansen always hires escort girls to match up the numbers. I didn’t know there was such a thing as a girl who really only did escorting. The girls I’ve picked up before were always more interested in making the big bucks afterwards in bed than the nominal sum she pays them to be there.”
“Donald, the woman, Mrs. Jensen I suppose, didn’t pay me and my friend anything to be there. We were just delivering the flowers and she said she was short several girls. We thought it sounded like fun so we agreed to come. She never told us that it was professional escorts that she was short of. No wonder everyone sort of accepted us. They just all assumed Francine and I were whores. I guess that’s why the guys were all so delightfully uninhibited about looking at my tits. You know, in some situations, I think I’d like being a prostitute.”
“My god! I’m glad you’re a sport about it. I’ve insulted you and here you’re laughing about it. I never asked even if you wanted to do it. I suppose I pretty much raped you.”
“Don’t be silly. From the time you invited me out this evening, I knew I’d do it with you. Being talken for granted is sort of, I don’t know, exciting maybe? Girls who like sex like to be used in some ways. Anyway, is five hundred the going rate? If I keep it, you won’t have to feel guilty about offering it to me.”
“Hilda, ah.. listen. You can still have the other five hundred, if you give me your phone number. In fact, since I probably can’t get it from Mrs. Jensen, it would be easier and cheaper than trying to track you down.”
“Donald, you don’t date girls like me, do you? No, listen. I know I’m not rich or cultured. When you asked me here, I knew you only wanted me for sex, and that was alright. I can’t see why it makes it any worse that you intended to pay me for it. Actually, it makes you seem a little nicer. I was thinking that you were awfully arrogant earlier. Not that you aren’t. You’re just less arrogant than I thought. Anyway, I was going to tell you that you can have my phone number for free, and sex for free if you want to see me again. But I can tell you’d rather pay me than be indebted to me. So I’ll tell you what. Pay me as much as you think you should. And call me as often as you want. We both like the sex, so why shouldn’t we enjoy it without either of us feeling guilty? Donald, I work as a receptionist for four hundred a week. If you want to equalize the wealth a little I certainly don’t mind.”
So you can imagine what happened. Donald likes variety, so he didn’t call me for a month. His driver picked me up and brought me to a fancy hotel, giving me the key to a prepaid room. Well, if I was getting paid, I couldn’t complain I supposed. But it made me feel much more like a whore than just being paid. Until then I liked the arrangement. Not being escorted, though, bothered me. I’d dressed up like I was going on a date. In fact, I had on the same low cut dress. I thought he might like it. But in a bedroom, it seemed pointless, so I got naked and waited for him.
Fortunately, not only did he arrive quickly, but he also apologized for not picking me up himself. Then he said he missed seeing me in the dress, so I put it back on for him and let him take it off me again. In a lot of ways, it was better the second time. Maybe because I was more than just a body for sale. I was still a body for sale, but I was also a person to go with the body. I think he found the rest of me more interesting than a regular prostitute. Oh gosh. I guess I could go on for a while about that session. How good he was at licking my pussy lips. But some other time, perhaps. You like hearing those kinds of details don’t you? Well, the important thing was what he proposed later when he took me home. He drove a big sports car, which didn’t impress my parents nearly as much as the limo that picked me up. I didn’t dare invite him in because even my mom would realize that a man like Donald would have only one interest in a poor girl like me. So we sat out front in his car and talked for a while.
The gist was that he and a group of friends all liked being playboys. They were limited not by available women, all being rich, but by the risks involved. So they had formed a club that met about once a month, usually at a different estate each time. Each man had to have an AIDS test the day before, and each girl that morning. Only male guests are allowed. Any female present is paid decoration and fair game for whatever the men want to use her for. With their money I would have expected three of us for each male. But not so. They generally have about thirty men and half that many women. Apparently, fifteen pussies is more than enough to satisfy any male desire for variety, and sloopy seconds is everyone’s goal. These guys love to stick it into a pussy oozing cume from previous ejaculations. In fact, before the first time you get fucked, someone always sticks a squirter dildo up both you orfices, and from then on you ass and cunt leak nice smelling and nice tasting lube. If wet thighs embarrasses a girl, as far as their concerned, so much the better. Most of the skits seem to have primarily that purpose.
I’ve gone to three of these now. They’re always on a Saturday night and I get paid a thousand dollar each time. Of course I have to go get AIDS tested in the afternoon, then go directly to the place. The results don’t come back immediately, but they finish well before the party begins. During the afternoon, the other girls and I rehearse skits, some made up during the day, others from suggestions some of the men may have contributed. Generally there are three or four men around, keeping an eye on us, sometimes directing us in skits. It’s ok to flirt with these guys, but there’s no sex until all the blood tests are finished. Even then, the guys usually want to wait until party time.
I guess the idea in the evening is that with the guys outnumbering the girls we’re supposed to be intimidated by the number of pricks lined up to fuck us. But I don’t think a single girl there wanted less than the average of two men fucking her. While most of the pussies are regular professionals, I think the group has been pretty well selected for toush that likes being fucked over throughly, and likes the idea of being sampled by a lot of pricks during the course of the evening. I think few of these guys come more than once during the party, but I’ve always had at least two ejaculate inside me each night.
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“So, Karen. I’m not sure if they want any more pussies. But they might like new ones. Would you be interested?”
I told Hilda I might. But there were two problems. First, this was an invite only thing. A girl didn’t get hired just because she wanted to put out for a bunch of guys all together in the same night. Not when they were paying the girls a thousand dollars each. Men usually find me attractive, but not as much as Hilda thinks. I can get most men I know to fuck me with Lola’s “a little this-a and that-a”. That and telling them I was available and free. But for the type of money Hilda was talking about, the club could hire plenty of big breasted Playmate types. Hilda seems to think my tiny tits are no hinderance, but I know men like her’s a lot better.
There were other reasons this Donald and his friends would probably never ask me to bare my pussy for them. What they were doing was either illegal or only qusi-legal. Some places prostitutes are presecuted when the local police need something. Other places “escort” services freely advertise in the yellow pages. Still, technically it’s illegal almost everywhere in the United States. And this isn’t Nevada. I had a feeling the men running this private sex party didn’t want any women involved who weren’t doing it for the money. Hilda was probably marginal, though Donald had already paid her twice for pussy. If they knew I was a well paid engineer, they wouldn’t want me for that reason also. Actually, the fact that I’d probably never have the opportunity to put my ass on the block in such a delightfully kinky way, made me envious of Hilda’s adventure. The setup allowing a safe sex orgy was the situation a slut can usually only dream about in this post AIDS society. I wanted to hear more so I asked Hilda to describe her first time.
————-> Hilda:
Well, that was the most memorable of the three. First of all, I really didn’t know what to expect, although things turned out pretty much as I’d been told they would. For one thing, on a date, especially if it will involve sex, I always trust my boyfriend to look after me. You hear about a guy sharing his girl with friends of his. That’s never happened to me, but if it did, I would trust him to not give away my pussy to any friends with anything contagious. What made me nervous was that Donald wasn’t there ahead of time. He had even pointedly told me that he might not make it at all. So my body would be in the hands of complete strangers. As it turned out, Donald was there, though I only found out toward the end. And while my pussy got impaled by more than a dozen men, I don’t thing he was one of them. Since he liked variety and had spent an evening with me just a week earlier, probably he was more interested in the other pussies.
Ok, the reason I didn’t know whether he was there or not was because the men all start out disguised. The girls all start out in negligees. Everyone wears black eventhough our outfits are mostly transparent. The guys with good figures tend to wear body suits that exaggerate their manhood. Donald was so dressed, but so were a dozen other men. They all wore face masks. Some started out with capes and big black hats like Zorro. Towards the end all the men are naked below the waist for obvious reasons, but some never shed their masks. Perhaps they don’t want the girls to be able to recognize them. I’m pretty sure the men all know each other, even in costume.
I was involved in one skit where I had to bend over this vaulting horse that was set waist high off the floor. My ankles and wrists were secured with leather straps. I couldn’t move my head enough to see what was going on behind me. And the obvious thing happened there. In this position I received the two traditional dildo squirts. They injected me with so much KY that I could feel it running out of both my anus and vagina and down onto the vaulting horse. In both places the guy took his time squirting my insides like a lover ejaculating, except that it was much more liquid than the cume any man had ever blessed me with in either place.
The first guy slowly forced his manhood into my lube filled rectum. No vaginal sex for my horny pussy! He wasn’t very big and didn’t hurt me at all. Each man who so used me felt hardly any bigger and sometimes smaller than the previous man. By the time I started feeling really big pricks inside my anus, it was more than stretched sufficiently.
I lost track of the number of times I got reamed, I assume by different men. But even that I had no way of knowing. Three or four men could have been taking turns after the initial few and I wouldn’t have known. But if they were all different pricks I felt in my fanny, then I’d guess practically all thirty men must have made a quick exploration of the inside of my fanny with their members. I suppose being new ass, I was sort of an attraction. During all this, I was hardly the only attraction. The men were not so patient that all thirty would wait a turn to ream my ass hole. At the start, my fanny was the featured skit. But before the fourth man fucked me I could hear them gathering around another girl for similar treatment.
During the afternoon, I was given only a light snack. Twice, when I first arrived and later, I was told to take an enema. A half hour before the party a man came around, lightly lubed both my holes and felt around with a couple of fingers inside my fanny. Shit! Actually, shit was exactly what he did not find, so he was satisfied. I found the whole thing somewhat degrading. Maybe it was supposed to be another test or just compliance training. A girl who couldn’t smile while letting a man give her fanny an internal was not supposed to be there.
By the time the group was done with my fanny, I’d missed seeing most of the planned entertainment. It hardly ever lasts two hours, and the improptu fucking starts well before it ends. Most of the night there’s no one wanting to fuck you with only that average of two guys per gal, so you circulate, kiss a lot, give blow jobs to semi-erect phaluses, and try to look decorative. When I’m naked with a man who might fuck me or is about to, I’m always horny. I was horny all night inspite of my sore ass. My pussy wanted dick in the worst way. Being decorative can mean sticking your legs up in the air and spreading your legs. But you only did that when asked to do it. Otherwise we’d all be doing it too much. So the trick seems to be to look shy and vulnerable, then deliver on demand. I learned quickly that there was more hot pussy there than this number of men could hope to satisfy. The ratio of one girl for every two guys is probably a good one.

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Potential Part 28

A teenage boy’s normal struggles with growing up are complicated by his porn brain and pantie fetish, or at least that’s what he thinks. There might be more to the story.

Such is life 5 (edited to comply with new policy)

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The naughty mom (chapter 2)

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Lonely Sister-in-law

The day started like any other, I woke up around 6:00 am, took my shower and went to work. About 8:30 my cell phone rang, it was my sister-in-law Debbie. She was working on some projects around the house, and asked if I could stop over on my lunch hour to help her out for a few minutes. I told her I would be over about 12:15. I left for lunch a little early, and headed to her house. When I walked in the door, she only had a couple of simple electrical questions for me, and we were done with that in a few minutes. She asked if I wanted a beer, and I accepted. We sat at the kitchen table drinking a cool one and chatted about this and that. As I sat there talking with her, I couldn’t keep my eyes off of her tits. Debbie is a sexy woman, a couple years older than me, with 40DD breasts, slim waist and great hips and ass! I have wanted to suck on her tits for years. While we talked the air conditioner kicked on and the vent was blowing right on us. It was hot and the cool air felt good, but it caused Debbies nipples to swell under her t-shirt. Seeing this caused my cock to stir in my pants. I decieded I needed to slip into the bathroom and jack off quickly, or I wouldn’t be able to work the rest of the afternoon. I excused myself, went upstairs and stepped into the bathroom. I closed the door, but didn’t notice that it opened back up part way. I opened my pants and pulled out my swelling cock. I stood there leaning on the sink, slowly stroking my cock. I was just getting into it when I heard Debbie say to me from outside the door in a low lusty voice, “Oh my, why do that alone when I’m right here to help out?” I looked up as she pushed the door open. My jaw hit the floor when I saw that she had removed her shirt and pants and was standing there in just her bra and panties. She had her hand between her legs rubbing her pussy and licked her lips while looking at my cock. She reached out, took my hand and pulled me to her bedroom. She lay back on the bed, removed her panties and bra, spread her legs and started to rub her pussy. I just stood there with my cock in my hand watching her. Debbie told me to take my cloths off and join her on the bed. I was there like lightning. She told me she wanted to watch me jack off while she played with her pussy. We slowly stroked ourselves for a while and I couldn’t take my eyes off her fingers rubbing her swollen pussy lips and clit. Her eyes were locked on my hand sliding up and down my cock as well. I moved closer to her to get a better view, and suddenly the musky scent of her pussy filled my nose. Damn she smelled so good, I just kept inching closer to her pussy. I couldn’t help myself, and leaned down and let my tongue tickle the hairs just above her clit. Debbie let out a little moan that encouraged me to move forward. I ran my tongue over her enlarged clit a few times and she moaned louder. I was about to plunge my tongue into the depths of her pussy when she suddenly said “we really shouldn’t be doing this, you are married to my sister after all!” I gave her clit another lick and asked her “do you want me to stop?” She let out another moan, and said, “I guess oral sex is ok, what she doesn’t know won’t hurt us right?” I answered her my slipping my tongue between the lips of her pussy and licking her lips rapidly. Debbie moaned loudly and pulled my hips over to her and sucked my cock into her mouth. It only took seconds to get into a steady rhythem of licking and sucking. Her lips and tongue felt incredible on my cock, and her pussy tasted sweeter than honey. I asked her to squeeze my balls while she sucked my cock, then sucked her clit into my mouth and bit down on it. This caused her to squeel and suck my cock harder. One more bite on her clit and she was over the edge and cumming all over my face. Debbie had the wettest pussy I have ever eaten. As her climax subsided, I realized I still haven’t sucked her tits like I have wanted to for so long. Just as I was getting close to orgasm, I pulled my cock from her mouth, got on my knees and let my load go all over her huge tits. She squeezed her tits together and let my cum shoot all over her nipples. When I finished shooting cum all over her, I lay down next to her and began to suck my cum off her nipples. I licked and sucked both tits clean, then licked and sucked them some more. Debbie had another orgasm while I sucked on her tits. We lay there quietly for a few minutes until Debbie told me that she has never had anyone suck cum off her tits before, and that she had never had an orgasm from someone sucking on her tits before either. The thought of a guy sucking his own cum from her tits made her so hot she came again from the stimulation. We agreed that what we did was wrong, but somehow I don’t think it will be our last encounter. She asked if she could call me again if she needed help around the house, and I told her I was always willing to help. I’ll let you know what happens next.

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Tica’s study of sex

All her life, Tica has lived isolated with her mother on an emergency shuttle in space. As she approaches her teens, her sexual curiousity only has one possible outlet.

Joe chapter 2

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