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Actress & Me (Part 6 The Wedding)

This is a series on the Movie business, and it will take many parts to tell the whole story. it is based on my book called We Did It Our Way. If you enjoy the story please vote Remember that this purely fictional

my fetishes

all of us have fetishes. you just have to find the right person to help you release them. my fetishes were released a little while after i met my boyfriend. it all started about a year ago…
it was late at night and he was drunk. i was also very horny. we starting having our usual sex when i wanted to get a little rough. i figured he wouldn’t remember anything in the morning. so i said, “baby, get rough with me.”
“well how rough you want me to get? you want me to fuck you really hard?” he asked as he began fucking me really hard. “do you want me choke you?” he asked and i nodded my head, getting more and more excited by the minute. and he put his hand on my troat and began choking me. then i told him i wanted it more rough than that. of course he was amazed cause i was never like this during sex. he was always trying to get me to play with myself and i never would. so i told him that i wanted it more rough. “well what do you want me to do? you want me to slap you?” i nodded my head vigorously and he slapped me across the face. “harder” i told him and he did it harder. i could feel myself climaxing. i kept tellin him harder and harder and kept doing what i had asked until i came and came. i reached down and started playing with my self. he loved it. i did too. i told him i wanted him to fuck me from behind and he flipped me over and rammed it in. then i realized one of my biggest fetishes. spanking. it turns me on more than anything in the world. i told him to slap my ass. when he did i came instantly. i told him to keep doing it and hard.
from that point on our sex life has been very interesting. spanking me actually turns him on too. last night we were laying in bed naked and he smaked my ass and kept doing it and doing it. it turned me on so much and i got so wet just laying there. he got a hard on as well. i love it when we are having sex and he tells me that i am his whore and i have to do anything that he says. it makes me feel dirty and for some reason that turns me on.
another thing that turns me on. is when he fuckes me when i am sleeping. well, he thinks that i am sleeping. i will roll over while he is playing video games and act like i am asleep. so when he is ready for bed i hear him turn everything off. (this happened last night too) he got back into bed and pulled the covers off of me, i could feel him looking at my naked and vulnerable body. then i felt his hand caress my ass sliding down my thigh then up the inside of my thigh until i feel it hit my wet pussy. he rubs it making it even more wet. then i feel him slide in one finger and kiss my neck. he slides his finger in and out slowly as to not wake me up. he rolls me over on to my back and i let my head flop against the pillow. he spreads my legs wide and climbs in between them as he lowers his head to my delicate folds and begins flicking them with his tounge and fingering me at the same time. i am so turned on my this that i want to moan and push myself up into his mouth and tell him how good it feels but i can’t. cause the realization that he thinks i am sleeping turns me on as well. when he has had his fill of my taste he moves up and postions his cock and the opening to my sweetness and gently slides it in. he starts out slow trying to keep me asleep as he fucks me. then he rolls me over on to my stomach with my legs spread wide and gently lifts my hips to his cock as he slides it in again. then he starts to get carried away and fucks me harder and harder until he is satisfied and cums making sweet noises of pleasure. when he is done he gives my ass a light smack and rolls over and goes to sleep.
sometimes i do it do him when he is sleepin to. only he really is asleep until i climb on top. see what i do is position him on his back then i lay next to him on my back and i take his hand. i put his hand in between my legs moving his fingers until i am really wet and after i have teased myself long enough then i slide his fingers in me. i finger fuck myself with his hand. i get so turned on by what i am doing that after i cum, i use his hand to give myself the shocker. for those of you who don’t know what that is…its the index and middle finger in the pussy, the ring finger bent and the pinky in the ass. i love this. i start out slow then i start jamming them in really hard and really fast. then i get up on my knees with the shocker still in and put his elbow on the bed and ride his hand like it was a dick. omg i am getting so horny just sitting here writing this. as a matter of fact. i am going to go downstairs and strip off my cloths and make him fuck me and spank me and slap the shit out of me and call me his dirty little whore right now. and then when he falls asleep, im going to fuck him again. cause if i give him head while he’s sleeping he gets a hard on and i can fuck him with out waking him up.
oh and just to let you all know, my next thing that i am going to get him to do, is to buy aj dildo and double stuff me.

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Cinnamon times 2

I had met Cinnamon while I was on vacation in the Bahamas. Now 5 months later she is coming to see her twin sister in a nearby city.

Avatar : The Legend of Korra and the Immortal Avatar Part 2B

I have decided against adding in another sex scene until the possible end of at least Raidens story in Legend of Korra or at least until Amon Captures the city. ( I want this aspect of the series to be as realistic as possible, Teen couples won’t be having sex every fucking time they are together as in other stories. As a forenote the early parts of the story up until Korras capture will involve a fair bit of relationship difficulties to do with Korra-Raiden and them drifting apart. This is because they early storyline focuses more on the Development of Raiden, Mezra, Deks, Flint and Roco his team he formed to fight the Equalists early on unknown to Korra or Tenzin. Hope you enjoy! (I have also decided to opt for a first person perspective as it is more personal and will involve you guys more in the story by making it seem as though you guys are Raiden)

No Regrets

What starts off as a little bit of fun for Amie, might land her in big trouble with her family.

ex’s mom

this is a true story about the affair i had with my ex fiances mom.
let me start with some back story. ashley and i had been dating for about a year and a half when she was diagnosed with a kidney disease. long story short, she was on multiple prescriptions that totally depleted her libido which before this was pretty high because she was only 20 at the time. myself, i was 21. ashley and her mom, lindsey, had a great relationship. lindsey was 17 when she had ashley so the age gap wasnt too drastic. they talked about everything from fashion to sex. in fact lindsey once told me “dont buy the cow without first drinking the milk.” i took this as permission to fuck her daughter and that i did!
ashley was about 5’10”, probably around 150lbs with big c’s and a decent butt. her body was tone and tight. she was a FREAK! she was down for anything; facials, ass to mouth, 69, you name it she’d try it. lindsey was about 5’8″ around 155 or 160 if i had to guess. she was a little bigger than her daughter. her tits were definitely bigger!
my attraction to lindsey was very early on and i was open about it. in fact, i used to joke with her all the time. even her husband, james, would laugh at me blatantly hitting on her. any whom i was so attracted to her that i often would do anything i could to get my nose in the crotch of her dirty panties. id sneak into her room, id rummage through the hamper, find the dirtiest, wettest pair, and smell them as i rubbed my cock. often times id explode my cum all over them. i absolutely loved the way that pussy smelled. i would do this every chance i got!
one day, i went over to lindseys house to use the printer. ashley was at school and james was at work.
the house was unlocked because she was expecting me. i walked into the house and heard the shower running. i knew right away that lindsey was showering therefore there’d be fresh panties for me to smell. i went into her bedroom and found a pile of dirty clothes laying on the floor making a trail to the bathroom. it took everything i had not to try and sneak a look at her naked body in the shower. instead i pulled my pants down and began to rub my cock while inhaling the sweet smell of her pussy.
after i finished, i went to use the printer as i had planned. a few minutes later, lindsey came into the room in nothing but a towel. apparently she caught me looking her up and down because she called me out for it. i tried to play it off but she knew as well as i did that i wanted to see what that towel was hiding from me…
a few days past and nothing was mentioned about that day. i was at work when i got a text from lindsey. it said “i noticed my panties were moved the other day. hope you enjoyed them. ;-)” me, being the uber flirtatious type replied “absolutely i did.” lindsey replied “i know any kind of sex with ashley has been lacking lately but i appreciate you being so understanding. my panties are yours anytime you want if it helps you relieve some sexual frustration.” i was pretty blown away when i got that but decided to see how far i could take it. i said “id love to get my nose in a pair that are super wet…” to my surprise, lindsey replied “anything you want, come by the house tomorrow morning around 9 and ill leave you a pair thatll make you cum instantly.”
the next morning i did exactly as i was instructed. on her bed i found a hot pink thong and a vibrator. i immediately went to town on the thong after figuring out lindsey had worn the panties while masturbating. after i finished, i text lindsey a simple “thank you.”
that entire day, all i could think about was lindsey and how bad i wanted her. i decided to be bold and tell her. at that point i figured it was worth a shot. “i cant get you or those panties out of my head.” what shocked me the most was her reply. “come over tonight while ashley is at work.”
when i walked in her house that night i found lindsey in a tank top and some incredibly short shorts. i looked her up and down and swallowed hard before mustering up a “hello.” lindsey welcomed me on and offered me a glass of wine which i could tell she had already been enjoying. i took the glass from her soft and warm hands as she looked me in the eye and said “you’ve got two hours before james gets home. you can look, but dont touch. dont touch me, you can touch yourself all you want.”
at that moment lindsey pulled the tank top off revealing her big tits and dark brown nipples. she groped herself as i stood there trying to process what was happening. next, she slipped her shorts off to reveal her hairless cunt and round ass. as i reached out to feel her skin, i was quickly reminded of the rules. i could not help myself. i spent what felt like an eternity examining every inch if her body. naturally, my cock started to swell and lindsey was starting to notice. “pull it out” she said. i freed my cock from my shorts and held it in my hand as she sized it up. she seemed impressed. i had to release a load. i asked her to sit on the couch and sprwad her legs so i could see her pussy as i rubbed myself. within minutes i had cum all over the floor and couch. lindsey seemed to enjoy her show and i enjoyed every second too.
i began to pull up my boxers and pants as lindsey began to get dressed.i hated watching her cover up her body but she insisted that there’d definitely be more for me later.
a few days later i began getting anxious for more. i didn’t just want to jack off to her naked body, i wanted to feel her body with my hands and my tongue. i wanted to feel her and taste her but most of all i wanted to fuck her and pump her pussy full of my cum. i couldn’t help myself any longer so i shot a text to lindsey telling her how bad i wanted to be inside of her.
the very next day i went over to her house to see just how much i could get away with. being that i’m not an idiot, i know women like being dominated so i decided this would be my approach this time with lindsey. i walked into the house and pushed her up against a wall and began kissing her. she made no attempt to stop me so it was game on. as i was kissing her i let my hands explore her body. i pulled her hair and felt her tits. after a brief minute, i had to get her clothes off. i pulled my head away and pulled off her shirt and bra. as soon as i saw her nipples i began to suck on them. she started moaning so i knew i was doing something right. i undid her pants and let her pants and panties fall to the floor.
that’s when i started to really get brave. as i was still sucking on her tits, i slipped a finger inside of her and started to feel around. by now she was shaking and i thought she was going to collapse so i grabbed her by the hand and took her to the room. i laid her on her bed, with her legs still on the floor, and began eating her pussy. never in my life have a tasted anything as good as that pussy. i licked it until she was begging me to stop. even with her asking for me to stop, i kept going because i loved the feeling of her thighs squeezing my head every time she came.
finally after enough begging me to stop and fuck her, i took full advantage of her wishes. i stood at the end of the bed and pulled her to me. her legs were now on my shoulders as i slid my rock hard cock deep inside of her dripping wet pussy. it was a moment that i’ll never forget. it was hands down the best pussy i’ve ever been inside. it was tighter than i’d imagined and it just swallowed me up. i began to slide in and out of her and listen to the moans she was making to know i was doing it right.
after a minute or two, i flipped her on her knees so i could stare at her ass as i fucked her. her ass was simply amazing. round and soft and her asshole looked just as good as id imagined. as bad as i wanted to slide my cock deep inside of her ass, i decided that was best left for another time.
after a few more hard pumps, i couldnt hold back and blew my load deep inside her cunt. my legs went numb and i collapsed on the bed and pulled her onto me.
we both laid there for what felt like an eternity and caught our breath and bring ourselves back to reality. after it sank in what i’d just done i couldn’t help but smile ear to ear. i gave her a kiss and proceeded to put my clothes on and get out of the house before we managed to get ourselves caught.
we had many more sexcapades after that one. that was two years ago. about a year and half ago ashley and i broke up but lindsey and i kept enjoying each others talents for months to come.
it’s been almost six months since the last time i filled lindsys pussy with my cum, but i still think about it everyday. every now and then we will send some sexts back and forth and remember the fun.
i miss that pussy…

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liveaboard fun 2

“We’re going diving,” Susan replied, tightening her straps and checking her gauges.
“You know what I mean,” Jane persisted. “Where is the rest of your bathing suit?”
“Oh, mom, please don’t be so square,” Susan begged. “You’re embarrassing me. I’m not the only one.”
“You’re too young,” Jane said. “Now get your top.”
“I’m going diving,” Susan said, holding her chin up. “If you want to wear a top, go ahead. I don’t want to. I want to feel what it’s like to dive naked.”
“You’re not!” Jane exclaimed.
“No, I’m not,” Susan said. “Just relax. The fish won’t know the difference.”
“Dive, dive, dive,” Rob said, indicating that it was okay to dive now.
One by one they descended the steps to the dive platform, falling into the water and dropping to the bottom 45 feet away. As Jane and Sue made their way last down the steps, Jane still furious with the way Susan had deliberately ignored her, Mary joined them on the steps with her scuba gear on.
“Hi,” she said. “I think I’ll join you on this one.”
“Oh, great,” Sue said, turning around. “That’d be nice,” she said. “You can –”
And she stopped as she saw Mary’s tits swinging in her face from between the straps of her BC.
“Oh, sorry,” Mary laughed. “I wouldn’t want to knock you out before you got to dive. I love to dive naked,” she continued. “It feels wonderful. Sometimes we have groups of nudists and we all get to be naked the whole time. That’s the best, out here under the sun and diving all the time. Come on, let’s go diving,” she said, falling off the dive platform into the water.
Looking at each other, Jane and Sue quickly followed Mary into the water. They followed Mary around for more than a half an hour, looking as she pointed out the native life and fauna. They didn’t even see any of the other divers until they got back to the dive platform at the end of their dive.
As they made their way up the stairs talking about the dive, Jane could see that Mary’s breasts were heaving and her huge nipples were rapidly getting hard in the light breeze that swept across the boat. She could feel her own nipples hardening under the light fabric of her suit and felt a slight rush of excitement that traveled from her nipples down to that spot between her legs.
As they stepped up onto the dive deck, Jane averted her eyes from Mary’s breasts and looked around. She stopped when she saw Susan in animated conversation with Bunny and her brothers, the two girls still topless. Jane could see that Susan’s nipples were just as hard as hers and Bunny’s, standing straight out from the ends of her breasts. As she sat down to remove her dive gear, she could hear their conversation as they talked about their dive. At that moment her heart melted, seeing her beautiful daughter standing there, the sun glinting off of her body, her breasts full and upright and free, unashamed. She could see how much she had grown up at that moment.
Then Susan turned and saw her, a look of hesitation in her eyes. Jane just smiled at her as she slipped out of her BC and got to her feet.
“So, how was your dive?” she asked, putting an arm around her shoulders. “Did you have fun?”
“Oh, mom, it was so wonderful!” Susan enthused. “I’ve never seen so many fish. It’s just so beautiful.”
“You look beautiful to me, Susan,” Jane said softly. “I’m very proud of you and I’m sorry if I embarrassed you.”
“Oh, mom, thank you,” Susan said, turning and hugging her. “That means a lot to me.”
“I just don’t want you doing anything just because other people do it. You do whatever it is you’re going to do in your life because you want to do it, okay?”
“Oh course,” Susan said.
“Wasn’t the dive just great?” Alice said, coming up beside them.
“It was wonderful,” Jane said, letting go of Susan as she turned to face Alice. “It’s hard to believe.”
“I constantly find life giving me that feeling,” Alice said with a laugh, her breasts jiggling. “I hope I haven’t caused any trouble between you two. You both seem so nice.”
“No, not at all,” Jane replied. “But thanks. It’s hard sometimes realizing that your children are growing up. But then when you do, it’s really beautiful,” she added, looking at Susan with obvious pride in her eyes.
“Well, she’s certainly got a beautiful mother as an example, doesn’t she?” Alice said.
“Well, thank you,” Jane said, blushing.
“Maybe you’ll join us yet, huh?” Alice suggested, glancing down at her own breasts and then to Jane’s. There’s not much to the bottom of that suit, so I’d think you’d really be a sun worshiper like me.”
“My husband put this suit in our suitcase without telling me and left my favorite back home,” Jane explained with a chagrined grin. “This isn’t really me.”
“It should be,” Alice said. “You both have perfect bodies for that type. Me, my ass is just too big. It doesn’t compliment me as much.”
“But you wear it anyway,” Susan added.
“I love the sun, don’t I,” Alice laughed. “And I’m going to get some now,” she said, turning and heading up the steps to the sundeck.
Jane and Susan watched her go, their eyes following her as she went up.
“Do I really look like that?” Jane asked Susan, her eyes still on Alice’s ass as it disappeared from view.
“Oh, mom, you’ve got a great butt,” Susan said with a laugh. “I can’t tell you how often I’ve thanked god that I got your butt and not dad’s.”
“Let’s get some sun,” Jane said as she laughed, taking Susan’s hand and going up the steps with her.
They got to the top and Jane said that she was going to sit with Don, so Susan squeezed her hand and again sat down with Alice and Bunny. Her seat was opposite to Bunny’s now and Bunny was laying on her back with her knees up and her feet apart. Susan realized that she could see the thin, wispy material of her bathing suit pulled into the lips of her pussy. She could see Bunny’s smooth pussy lips wrapped around the material of her bathing suit.
Susan couldn’t believe that Bunny was just laying there like that with her legs open and everyone able to see her pussy like that. Susan could feel her own pussy’s heat and knew if she touched herself down there that she would be wet. Susan couldn’t keep her eyes from Bunny’s pussy. With Bunny laying with her eyes closed, Susan could just stare.
She saw how thick her pussy lips were, how pale in color. She didn’t see any hair at all. Then suddenly one of Bunny’s legs flopped to the side and leaned against the rail, pulling her pussy open even more. Susan was just aghast as she saw her laying so totally exposed like that. Unable to watch any more, she got to her feet and went to sit with her parents. When she got to their seats she was surprised to see that her mother had removed her top and was now topless, her breasts pale against her body.
“Mom, I can’t believe it,” Susan exclaimed. “This is great.”
“Quit making a scene,” Jane said, shading her eyes as she looked up at her daughter.
“You really are beautiful,” Susan said. “I’m so lucky.”
“Susan, sit down and be quiet or go away,” Jane said.
Turning to look back at where she had just been seated, Susan was startled to see that Jimmy had taken her seat. What if he was seeing Bunny’s pussy like it had been when she was sitting there. Walking back over to where he was sitting, Susan could see that nothing had changed except that Bunny’s eyes were open and she had propped up the back of her chaise lounge and was talking to Jimmy. Her pussy was still wide open with the bathing suit material scrunched between her pussy lips. She seemed oblivious to the fact. She and Jimmy were just chatting about diving and their lives in general.
Susan was so shocked that she just went down the steps to the dive deck and into the salon. There was nobody in the salon so Susan looked at the snack table to see what there was to eat. She picked up a piece of fruit and looked for some milk. Not seeing any she looked behind the counter and still didn’t see any. Looking behind her into the galley Susan could see two refrigerators side by side. Going down the two steps into the galley, Susan took a couple of steps towards the refrigerators when she became aware of other people in the galley. Looking to her left she saw Mary sitting on the edge of a bunk sucking Rob’s cock while he played with her huge pendulous tits. Mary’s eyes were closed so she didn’t see Susan standing there with her mouth open watching her suck Rob’s cock.
Susan was so shocked she didn’t move, didn’t make a sound as she watched Rob’s cock completely disappearing down Mary’s throat as she sucked him. Susan had never seen a man’s cock before, especially not a hard one. She was mesmerized as she watched Mary’s cheeks billowing as she devoured Rob’s cock. Then suddenly Rob groaned and his back arched. She could hear Mary purring as she sucked his cock. Rob was groaning and groaning and Mary was gurgling and gulping as she swallowed. Then Susan realized why when she saw some thick white fluid escape from the side of Mary’s mouth and slide down her chin. Rob was having an orgasm in her mouth! Mary swallowed and swallowed, loudly slurping on the end of Rob’s cock as she sucked the cum from it. Then slowly Susan watched as Mary’s eyes opened, fixing first of all on her. Mary just stared at her as she licked and sucked Rob’s cock. Then letting his cock go, Mary wiped her chin with the back of her hand and then licked her hand as she got to her feet.
“Were you looking for something, Susan?” she asked as she walked towards her.
Rob spun around in surprise when he heard this, trying desperately to shove his cock back into his shorts.
“I-I-I just wanted some milk,” Susan stammered, her face red with embarrassment.
“There’s some in here,” Mary said, opening one of the refrigerators. “I’ve already had mine,” she said, winking and smiling at Susan. “All these naked bodies are getting the boys excited. We can’t have them attacking the guests, can we?”
“N-no,” Susan stammered. “Thank you for the milk.”
“That’s okay,” Mary said. “I need to get dinner ready now, though.”
“Okay. Thanks,” Susan said, turning and heading back up into the salon where she encountered Bunny.
“Hi, Susan,” Bunny greeted her. “Isn’t this a great trip already?”
“It sure is different,” Susan agreed, taking a seat.
“Your brother sure is nice,” Bunny said, sitting down next to her.
“He’s all right, I guess,” Susan agreed. “For a brother.”
“I love all my brothers,” Bunny said. “Life just wouldn’t be the same without them.”
“You sure do have a big family,” Susan sighed.
“My parents like to have sex more than anything in the world,” Bunny laughed. “They don’t even care if we’re in the room. When they want some, boom, right there.”
“You mean you’ve seen your parents having sex together?” Susan asked, shocked.
“Together and apart,” Bunny nodded. “No secrets in our house.”
“Wow,” Susan exclaimed. “I’ve never seen anyone have sex before. Except for a minute ago, I think,” she mused.
“What do you mean?” Bunny asked, turning to look at her.
“Well,” Susan began, then lowering her voice she quickly related what she had just seen in the galley.
“How cool,” Bunny said when she finished telling the story. “I wish I had seen it. Did he have a nice cock?”
“I don’t know,” Susan shrugged. “I guess so.”
“You don’t know?” Bunny asked, surprised.
“No,” Susan said. “I’ve never seen one before just now.”
“You poor girl,” Bunny said, putting her arm around her. “And I just spent fifteen minutes giving your brother the hard on of his life.”
“What do you mean?” Susan asked, puzzled.
“Well, when he was sitting talking to me, I pulled my bathing suit up into my pussy and made sure he could see it. I think probably your brother has a nice cock,” Bunny said.
“I wouldn’t know,” Susan said, put off.
“Oh, I’ve seen all my brothers and my father, not to mention some friends of my parents,” Bunny said. “Cocks are nice.”
“You sure are different,” Susan said, puzzled by her.
“I’m just a healthy horny American girl,” Bunny said with a laugh. “And with your body you should be too.”
“I’m not so special,” Susan said, blushing.
“You’re very cute,” Bunny said. “I know my brothers like you.”
“They do?” Susan exclaimed, surprised. “They don’t even know me.”
“But they know they like the looks of your ass and tits,” Bunny laughed. “And why not, you look yummy.”
“Yummy!” Susan exclaimed. “You have the strangest way of saying things.”
“You don’t even realize it,” Bunny laughed. “Look at your tits. Your nipples are so hard they might break. And I know that’s not from the air conditioning,” Bunny said. “You liked watching that blowjob, didn’t you? It excited you, didn’t it?”
“I don’t know,” Susan stammered. “I guess so, yeah. It was just so surprising.”
“You should try it,” Bunny said. “You might like it.”
“Try it!” Susan exclaimed. “My mother would kill me.”
“Then I wouldn’t tell her,” Bunny replied. “Maybe Alice’s friend, John, or even one of my brothers,” she mused. “Or does the captain or Rob turn you on? You’ve seen Rob’s cock. Would you like to do it to him?”
“No!” Susan exclaimed, getting to her feet. “How can you say such things?”
“I’m sorry,” Bunny said, getting to her feet. “I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings. Sometimes I don’t think before I talk. I’m already in my first year of college and you’re in high school. When you get to college maybe you’ll try some new things then.”
“I don’t have to wait to go to college to try new things,” Susan said. “I just can’t believe the way you can talk about those things.”
“Well, I’m not a virgin,” Bunny admitted, “but I’m sure you figured that our already. I’m not really shy, not being raised with five brothers and two sisters. And I’ve never done anything I’m ashamed of. I didn’t mean to be gross.”
“No, no,” Susan said, reaching out and putting a hand on her arm. “I just didn’t understand. I am a virgin and I don’t know about some things. I’ve just never really wanted to.”
“You just haven’t met a guy who turns you on enough,” Bunny said, patting her cheek. “When you do, lucky guy.”
“You think so?” Susan asked, blushing.
“Or girl,” Bunny said with a laugh. “And I do think so.”
“Dinner’s ready,” Mary shouted from the galley as she came through the doorway with both hands full. “Hey, you two, tell everyone there’s food on. Then we can do a night dive.”
“All right,” Susan exclaimed. “I love night dives,” she said, turning to leave the salon.
Going up to the sundeck, Susan announced to everyone that dinner was ready. There were some cheers as everyone got to their feet and made their way down to the salon. None of the women bothered to cover up as they all jammed into the salon and filled their plates with Mary’s cooking. By now Sue was the only woman still wearing a top and it was obvious from the glances that she cast around the salon that she was aware of it. As they ate Susan surreptitiously studied Billy and Bob, and also John and the captain and Rob. She privately wondered what it would feel like to touch their cocks. When she realized what she was thinking, she shook her head and blushed, feeling her nipples getting hard.
That might be one good reason to wear a top, she thought. Otherwise everyone would always know when something was exciting her. As the thought ran through her head, she glanced around to see if anyone was looking. She was surprised when she caught Billy’s eye and he smiled at her. She blushed as she thought of him knowing what she was thinking.
When they finished eating, everyone agreed to meet in one hour for the night dive, thereby giving themselves some time to digest and relax. Most everyone expressed a desire to lay down and catch a nap before the dive and they made their way down the stairs to their cabins. As Bunny moved next to her as they were about to make their way down the steps, she grabbed her arm.
“Hey, why don’t you come visit us in our cabin?” she asked, smiling at her.
“You mean now?” Susan asked, flustered.
“Sure,” Bunny said. “Why not?”
“Maybe some other time,” Susan said. “I am sort of tired and I think I’m just going to lay down.”
“No problem,” Bunny said. “Some other time. Have a nice nap and I’ll see you on the dive deck.”
“Okay. See you,” Susan said, turning towards her room.
Going into her cabin, Susan was relieved that Jimmy wasn’t there. There were extra cabins and she didn’t see why she couldn’t just have one for herself. She lay back on her bunk and looked at the ceiling, tired but unable to sleep. She just kept thinking of the things Bunny had said to her. Unable to sleep, Susan got up and left her cabin. She walked down the hallway to Bunny’s door and listened at the door. Not hearing anything she went topside to see if there was anyone in the salon.
Not finding anyone in the salon, she quietly tiptoed into the galley, not wanting to surprise anyone again. But this time there was no one there. There was a small stairway leading up from the galley to the wheelhouse and Susan moved to the base of the ladder. She could hear voices up in the wheelhouse but because of the black curtain drawn across the entrance at the top of the stair she couldn’t see in.
Quietly climbing the steps one at a time, Susan got right up against the curtain and listened again. She could hear several people laughing. Pushing through the curtain, she stood up in the wheelhouse and saw that the captain, Rob and Mary were watching a screen against the far wall with their backs towards her. They hadn’t heard her yet.
Silently moving forward a couple of steps to see what they were watching, Susan was surprised when she realized that she was watching a view of Alice and John in their cabin, John on his knees between Alice’s legs sucking her pussy. As she watched in shock, Ed pushed a couple of buttons and the camera zoomed in so close she could see the individual bumps of John’s tongue as it danced in Alice’s’ pussy.
She must have made some sound, because suddenly Mary turned and saw her standing there.
“Hi, Susan,” she said, smiling at her. “Is there something you need?”
“No, no,” Susan said, suddenly terrified. “I just was looking for someone to talk to. Everyone else seems to have disappeared.”
“Well, what can we do for you, darlin’,” Ed said, reaching out and turning off the screen as he turned and smiled at her.
“Can I watch that with you?” Susan asked, indicating the screen. “I won’t tell anyone.”
“She walked in on me and Rob earlier,” Mary said. “She caught me with a face full.”
“I won’t tell,” Susan said.
“She’s already seen it,” Rob said. “It can’t hurt.”
“You have to promise not to say anything,” Ed said. “We’ll just make this a magic week for you.”
“Can you see in all the rooms?” Susan asked as Ed reached forward and turned the screen back on.
“We have to be able to monitor the rooms for security in case of an accident or something,” Ed explained. “That’s the only reason we have this at all. But sometimes we have fun with it too, don’t we?” he said with a laugh.
Susan just watched in fascination as John continued to lick and suck Alice’s pussy. She was surprised to see that the only hair on her pussy was a bit above her slit. The rest of it was baby smooth. She could see all the details as John’s tongue slid in and out as he ate her.
Susan could feel her nipples getting hard as she watched. She could also feel the heat from between her legs as she got excited watching. She could see that it excited Mary also, as her huge nipples were all knurled into huge hard knots on the end of her tits. Mary turned and smiled at her, putting an arm around her shoulders and drawing her close.
“This is all pretty exciting, isn’t it?” she asked.
“Yeah, it is,” Susan said, feeling Mary’s tit pressing against her arm.
“Your nipples are as hard as mine,” Mary said, reaching up with her free hand to pinch and squeeze her own nipples. “They’re so sensitive. Feel them,” Mary said, gently reaching out and grasping one of Susan’s nipples between her fingers and lightly squeezing. “Isn’t that amazing?”

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THE FIRST TIME_(13)

The first time I saw you
My heart skipped, I shook inside
And you turned, and smiled
I felt warm, when your
Body pressed mine and
Our arms took each other in
The first time our hands touched
They flashed in the light
As I turned them over
They tightened and cradled
They pressed and clung
And felt desire
The first time I touched your bare skin
Sensations of cream and velvet
Invaded my mind and body
My desire stood tall in it’s shadow
My own fire fanned by
Your cool soft flesh
The first time I saw your
Naked body next to me
I stared in wonder
Of why you were there
And how I could feel more of you against me
Where it would lead
When it would end…
The first time we made love
Nothing else mattered…
You willingly accepted
What I had to offer
and our tension soared
and our excitement flashed
and then we were gone…

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The Ravenous Dream

All my stories were stripped from my name so I am reposting them. Feel free to comment or rate again. I have made some minor edits from the original.
The better part of this was actually a recent dream that I thought was worth remembering. That being said, even though it is sexual, it isn’t a typical sex story. In fact I think it reads much more like a horror or melodrama. Either way I didn’t want to lose it from my mind. Please remember this is a dream, so in that some portions are going to seem unreasonably weird. I have taken a few liberties with it to make it flow as a story should, connecting otherwise disjointed ideas or story lines, introduction of proper nouns, addition of certain details to make it more appropriate for this venue, the necessities to make it readable. But I have done my best to keep its distortion to what I consider a minimal.
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Let me start by telling you about Launa. For all intents and purposes Launa is me. She isn’t me in the sense that I live inside her skin and make her decisions for her. But she is made of the same essence as I am. I know her every thought, her every emotion, every whim, need, and lust, regardless if I am with her physically. She is my lover. And despite knowing everything a person could possibly know even about themselves, she still carries a mystique with me. She is very tall, eye level for me, which makes her too tall for a woman by the standards of most; many men despise having to look up to a mate. But I find her height perfect for me. It is so easy for me to get lost in her deep blue eyes, listening to her thoughts, feeling her as an unrivaled compliment to myself. Her hair is made of dark red spirals that reflect both her excitement and danger to me. That life in her is after all also that life in me, and I adore that aspect of her. She is too thin for average taste, mine also for that matter. Had she been anyone else, without her completeness I wouldn’t have given her a second look based on this. But for her it is worn so beautifully. She doesn’t seem to move like people move. Rather than a series muscle contractions that will accomplish her desired task, her movements just seem to flow from her acutely deliberate desires. There is never the slightest hint of an extraneous or unconscious movement on any inch of her body. At any instant in time if you were to paint her portrait, you would have guessed that there was no better pose, and she could have never have been more intimate or more flattering.
There is also Ellie, and Ellie is such a gift to me. She too is every bit as much a part of me as Launa; but she carries a uniquely different role as part of our whole. She isn’t my daughter in the sense that I feel Launa is her mother, by this I mean your standard biologic definition. But then again there is no such male figure for her. Launa is her sole parent by classical definition, a result of parthenogenesis if you will. But she is again my very essence and my daughter in every other possible sense. The prepubescent little angel’s hair is very strait and very black; much shorter than her mother’s at only shoulder length. Her pale blue eyes look so beautiful but so sad. Even when she is happy, it makes me emotional just to look into them. It is clear that they hold much more behind them than people would expect from the small frame. Her thoughts and emotions are as developed as that of any adult. Yet her child-like charms and fancies are present, and they pull at me no less. One of her childish qualities that I adore is her love for her pet. She has spider that plays the role of her best friend, her favorite toy, and her own child. Her relationship with her spider is every bit as developed as one could expect between two people, and I do so enjoy the vicarious pleasure that I get through her from it.
We live on an upper level floor, expansive in its own right. There is a single stone fireplace at the center of one wall and a single window on another. The floors are a rich light wood with beautiful texture and grain. The walls and ceilings are in fact the same thing; the wooden planks arch together to form a pinnacle in the center of the room. It looks much like living in a nicely polished attic, except there is no feeling that there is anything odd about it.
The scene starts as Launa gets dressed in a stunning red sequined gown. It is sheer dress that barely hangs from her small breast; it almost appears as if it is held up by her nipples alone. But as always, there isn’t the slightest hint of error or uncertainty about her. She knows that the provocative little piece will always wear just exactly as she wants it to. She is ready to leave. She knows I will not be coming, she didn’t need to ask. Tonight for her is a hunt, and my presence would likely interfere with her nefarious intentions. So she approaches me with a fierce open mouthed embrace. As she bites my tongue, my lips, and my neck, my hands admire her body that is so irresistible to me. Feeling her small breast and bullet like nipples through the thin material makes me grow hard, and her long thin fingers make sure to acknowledge that fact. But we know this is just a tease; there is much to be built upon tonight.
As she leaves I turn my focus to Ellie, who though obviously very happy playing with her spider ask me to join her. Of course I sit down beside her on the floor, pushing back her hair away from her face so I could more marvel at her beauty. I feel so happy and sad while looking at her, either way it feels so good just to be with her. We play games like make believe and fetch with a tiny piece of paper and her spider. But it isn’t long until I am becoming more aware of Launa.
Launa has made her way into the party; a rather overly sophisticated and pompous environment by my own standards. It is quite a grand house and very self indulgent; I don’t think that would have struck me so bitterly had it not been for the required level of reserve to accompany such a place. Her elegance fit it beautifully though. But we know she isn’t there for your standard social call. She is much more like little Ellie’s black widow who gives the image of being something like her mate. She flows about the large house taking in the idle chatter and great art as she passes. Suddenly, like a breaking tide she slows for some voices from across the room. She picks up on a small group of guys engaged in a competition of braggart style propositions. She turns her head to catch the eye of one the men, and hold it. For three seconds he doesn’t speak, he doesn’t blink; he just stares across the room into her eyes.
Then Launa turns and walks on, she has set the bait for The Mark. The men continue to talk, and the proposition that should have been out of earshot, is not so for Launa. The Mark boasts to his friends that he will have her. He is so confident, so egotistical, and so delightfully perfect for the game. With that Launa continues her stride to the balcony with The Mark psychologically en tow. As she slows to the ledge she is met by the pseudo-friendly voice.
“I will have to say that I don’t know that I have ever seen anyone that could claim my attention quite like you just did.” He says with a great smile that looks practiced for sincerity.
“Forgive me, I didn’t mean to stare. You looked busy and I….” Launa replies with an equal measure of feigned sincerity.
Interrupting The Mark replies, “You need not worry about that, there is just something about you that told me I needed to speak to you right now; sort of like I was meant to. Do you ever get that feeling?”
With a patently calculated glance to the ground before eying the sky, Launa’s act continues “All the time. I can’t imagine all the beautiful order out there without thinking there must be some place for each of us in it also; something other than the rational.”
“A fan of the stars? Me too. Why do you think they have the phrase ‘star crossed lovers?’ The statement itself implies that there are lovers out there that the stars are aligned for.”
“I like that………You seem like a very easy person to talk to.”
They continue on, for some great length. The stars, the paintings, the guests, stories about family members, stories about old lovers; at every turn Launa lays the bait of seeded conversation and The Mark indulges in the elaborate aggrandizement of his own wit. In a few hours he is utterly convinced that she is absolutely fawning over him.
The Mark finally stands close and places his arm around her waist to whisper in her ear, “I am so glad I met you tonight.”
“I don’t want to go home alone tonight…………Can I come with you?” She replies with impeccable candor.
“Absolutely. Shall we make our way?”
“But didn’t you say your brother was here with you? I know family is as important to you as it is to me, and I would feel horrible if he was left without a ride because of me.” Launa poses.
Not being the least bit suspicious, The Mark replies. “It is no worry he can find his own way.”
“I insist we give him a ride, it would be unconscionable to me otherwise” she says with such direct eyes and tone that he is unable to consider any other alternative.
With that the three leave. The seemingly innocent surface conversations to the brother’s house revolve entirely around Launa learning just how close they actually are, what they had been through together, how much they mean to one another. But as soon as the brother was dropped off the reconnaissance is complete. Launa grabs The Mark by the hair and thrust her tongue into his mouth. Her hand reaches for his crotch and his for her breast.
After a brief feel she pulls her head away and orders, “Hurry up and drive.”
As he places the car in gear she undoes his pants, pulling his swollen cock out and into full view. It looks so very large next to her incredibly thin fingers. She slides her fingers across its surface with the inhumanly fluid and deliberate motion characteristic of all her actions. She then intentionally lets slide the most devilish of smiles. She knows this first glimpse at sincerity would most definitely be misinterpreted, and she likes the idea of knowing she has given it to him and he is incapable of acting on it. With that she drops her head into his lap and takes his throbbing member between her lips. The strong suck exhibited is paired with a gentle rocking of her head reminiscent of an intensely mellow song. It is pure sensuousness and elegance as only she is capable. Pulling into his driveway, she presses the tip of her tongue to his leaking hole so that the most artistic string of body fluids is drawn between them.
Just as the front door shuts she pins him to the wall. His button down shirt is torn open and her tongue is in his throat. With a twist of her shoulders her thin red dress falls from her freely. She is beautiful. The naked slender powerful figure forcefully unfastens The Mark’s belt and pants without her ever freeing his mouth for him to breath. As soon as the two bodies are both naked, eclipsing the light from window, she throws him to the floor.
She straddles his cock, gasping as it penetrates her. She rides him like a whirlwind. She is dancing upon his cock with all the fury and grace of tempest. Her fluid yet unpredictable flails are accented by her arms, and more particularly her nails that thrash in lovely successive motions. Catching his chest again and again, time after time her claws tear tiny lines in his skin. I know the sensation well; he is most certainly going to feel a great pain from the wounds later, but right now the delightful sting is just fuel for the entirety of the sensation that is to fuck Launa.
I have the slightest hint of jealousy but I know well the game; I know this is something I will suffer for the greater of the whole. I take some comfort in that I know her intimacy with him is not the same intimacy that she has with me. It is mimicry, an especially elaborate one but mimicry none the less. It is no secret between us however that she enjoys what she is doing. For her this isn’t just necessary foreplay; she is an actress that loves her character and loves her role. And why should I deny her that? There is too much love between us and too much happiness to be wrought through her play for me to get hung up such trivial sentimentality. Just as I know her every thought she also knows mine, so that is where the conflict ends and we accept it for what it is.
As his breaths become more belabored, Launa bears down. She digs her fingers into his chest, making handles for which she can grip. Her thrashing takes on a more regular pattern. Her hips roll forward and back on him like crashing waves. Her newfound rhythm hasn’t lost any passion; it is simply honing in to force his cum from him. The minor screams he has released up to this point don’t compare to those from his present state. As his cock begins pumping inside her he lets out the most guttural tone that he has likely ever released in his life. Throwing her head back, Launa joins him with the wail of siren. Together the cries create a melody in my ears; a harmonious clash of pleasure and pain. There couldn’t be a more satisfying tone.
She bites at his lip as she raises her hips from his still swollen cock. Sitting beside him, she first grazes his wounds with her fingers while tracing her way down to his prick. Her tongue then follows; not ignoring a single scratch, not one torn bit of flesh is left unattended. It stings him greatly but as he tries to cry out she drives two fingers into his mouth. He bites down on them trying to take the focus away from the pain of her tonguing his exposures. Her mouth finally reaches his still pulsing cock. With her mouth she delivers a short series of invaginations before standing to take in the sight of him.
“Stay just where you are.” She says as if he really had a choice. “I can show myself out.”
He is drained both physically and mentally. At the point of exhaustion, he was likely not even capable of thought. There was a rapid beat in his chest and a hard rising and falling, but his vacant face looked dead.
Replacing her gown on her lovely figure she coyly exclaims “I will see you soon.”
Phase two was complete but we were far from done. In fact our complex little game had just begun. It was now time to make another late night call: The brother’s house was the next destination of the night, and though no one would have ever thought it, he will be getting off easy. He is a peripheral, just an extension of The Mark as far as we are concerned. And we are far from done with The Mark.
Launa arrives with such a cool and collected manner that I admire in the face of my own eager anticipation. The brother, though quite surprised by his awakening, doesn’t take long before he invites Launa in; as if he ever had any choice.
“Hi…What’s going on? Is everything ok?” He asks upon opening the door.
“Couldn’t be better. I need to see you.” Launa replies with a smile that is so beatific yet so devious.
“Please come in.”
The scene unfolds with splendid duplicity. Just as the front door shuts she pins him to the wall. His night shirt is torn open and her tongue is in his throat. With a twist of her shoulders her thin red dress falls from her freely. The naked slender powerful figure forcefully tears his boxers without her ever freeing his mouth for him to breath. As soon as the two bodies are both naked, eclipsing the light from window, she throws him to the floor.
Like his brother, she straddles him, but this time without the same level of reserve. This fuck is much more violent, much less controlled. The tearing of her nails into his skin is much deeper, deep enough that it overshadows the normal pleasure he would be getting from his cock pierced in her delicious cunt. With a shocked scream he tries to throw her from him. Looking at the two one might guess it a simple task, but he finds himself unable. After all she is not just her, she is me, or at least has me in her. Her expressions of delight in his torment are now fully loosed; she knows he has reached a point from which he can’t return. She leaps from his cock, pinning his arms to the ground with her feet. She holds his head in her hands as she licks his face. Her extremely long, extremely thin features look inhuman perched as she is. She is like a praying mantis preparing to devour the head of her mate. And devour she does. She sinks her teeth into his flesh, again and again into his face and his throat. While not actually eating his flesh she is readily consuming the gushing blood. The whole while, her cunt is leaving streaks on his chest where her wetness is rubbing up against him. Her thumbs find his eyes and bury themselves entirely. His screams fade with his struggling. Thus concludes the scene, but not the plan for sensation.
Launa and I are now present at the funeral, and this is where we expect the pinnacle of the passion to be laid out. Death has such a way of binding people together by some sort of hyperactivity of our human emotions. Funerals are not for the dead after all, they are for the living, and we planned to drink it in heavily. Many of the speakers are too weak for my taste. Different people grieve in different ways but I find the caricature’s commonly expressed by many people to be particularly lame. Based on these obligatory speeches, one might conclude the deceased was a work of fiction created for a Sunday morning cartoon. This is not what we are here for.
But as The Mark begins to speak there is an instant surge within us. This is unmistakable true feeling. His unashamed weeping and deeply contorted face are just the physical manifestations of what is really going on inside. He is a wreck. He doesn’t describe his brother with the same silly clich?that many of the others used, instead he truly breaks down. He speech is a speech of personal loss; his reflection that he had lost a part of himself. There will never be anything to replace what he had spent his entire life building emotion into, and we are watching the culmination and explosion of those emotions. He has never been so far from his baseline; no orgasm, no pill, no line has ever made him feel anything remotely as powerful as what he feels right now. We feel so fortunate to experience this intensity vicariously through him. Even though our tag along emotions clearly pale to his, his emotions are so powerful that they still pull us into a much heightened state.
After the completion of the formalities we wish a single acknowledgment before we take our leave. Some part of the ego begs it of us. It just wouldn’t feel complete if we didn’t. Through the crowd Launa locks eyes with The Mark. She delivers an evil smile, and we disappear into the crowd.
Launa and I quickly find ourselves alone and we are quite ravenous. My hands grip her hair as she takes my face in hers. Our deep kisses foreshadow the more visceral acts to follow. I take her ass into my hands, spreading her cheeks as I bite into her neckline, breaking the skin. Her nails tear their way down my chest as she finds my erect cock. Her firm grip is so delightfully painful on my shaft. She returns the gesture of tearing into my neck with her teeth as she forces me inside of her. She claws at my back as I thrust inside of her with an absolute delight. Soon, she hooks her legs around me and throws her head back. Her hands dig into my collar so she can support herself. I watch as her small breast and exquisite nipples bounce in front of me. For an instant I feel at one. But I am suddenly overcome by a horrible shock.
It is Ellie. We were too cocky with The Mark and he knew the score. He had found her. He was at our house. I take off running at blinding speeds to get back. I am tearing through everything in my way, people and trees alike were thrashed aside as I cut my path to her. But he was going to have his time, I couldn’t stop that.
It seems he had been a very quick study, because he knew the value of vicarious harm and elaborate planning. Instead of directly harming Ellie he forces her to watch as he takes her spider. Knowing how much it means to her and her to me, he forces poison upon it. It stumbles about in obvious pain and disorientation. Ellie cries aloud, tears streaming from her face as she watches in horror at the suffering of her closest friend. As I run I too cry. Tears streak sideways on my face as I rush to meet them. After all her pain was my pain, I feel it every bit as real as if I were her.
I finally arrive and he is not in sight. Ellie is holding her spider in her hands wailing. I quickly kneel around her holding her as closely as I can. I love her so much and it pains me that she is so sad. We sit for minutes as I try to calm her. It then occurs to me that I can fix it. I can save her spider with the essence that runs between Launa and Ellie and me. I gently take the spider in my hands and place it to an open wound on my chest. The dying spider latches on to me. Just as I thought, my essence empowers it. It starts to come round much to the delight of both Ellie and I. We are so happy that we were able to save such a dear friend, but I know it is now time to bring our game to an end. The Mark has gone beyond the stage of being toyed with, I have to end him.
As soon as I am sure that Ellie is contented, I take off in search of The Mark with an insatiable fury. It has been to my peril that I had underestimated him once and foolishly I do it again. Once I have made great distance, scanning for him in my enraged state, he reveals himself again. He reveals himself through Ellie. He is still with her!
She cowers in terror of the menacing figure. Her spider now revived and wary attacks him. But its bite does something I didn’t expect and couldn’t have been more terrified by. It passes my essence on to him. I am now one with him, and through him have I never felt so much self loathing. I have harmed him and he knew it, and now he would hurt himself more than any man ever would just to get back at me. He grabbed Ellie, now fully prepared to take his own plan to the next phase. At that moment I lost my visual of them; I am too overwhelmed. I simply can’t bear to watch. Every time he hurts her it hurts himself, but the damage is magnified in me. I have never experienced the level of horror and impotence that I feel by not being able to help her. Though not seeing his actions, my heart is very much aware of every injury inflicted upon her.
When I finally break through the door, my face is stained with tears and stretched to immobility by my rage. He is standing over her, waiting, staring. She lies lifeless with her chest split open at his feet. Her tiny broken ribs are sticking out in various directions like steeples after an earthquake. Her sad face is still wet with tears and blood but her mouth is shut as in acceptance of her fate.
It only takes a second before I fly at him, smashing into the wall. He is much stronger than I would expect, I know it is because he is now part of me. We exchange punch after punch. The skin my knuckles quickly tear as they repeatedly find their way to his face. His fingers start to pierce my skin as if he will simply rip my entrails from me. In no time we are both quite ragged and bloody. In the end he can’t overpower me. On top of him I take his head into my hands and slam it to the floor. With every successive slam I am killing him, but I am also killing a part of me. I can feel his skull giving way. Each slam brings his choking and spiting head a bit closer to even with the floor. I continue until there isn’t enough left to pick up and his head is all but a pile of blood and goo.
My rage is soon sated, my enemy is no more. But he has hurt me; I have hurt me beyond repair. I once again kneel by Ellie. I cradle her head in my hands and press mine to hers. As I cry over my lovely little girl the sequence ends.

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