Dr. Visit Part#2
The examination was not done yet….
The examination was not done yet….
Melissa chose to fuck a younger African American cock as her fantasy fuck!
My first story about my first time.
Ok first time posting here my writing may not be that great but I hope to improve to make things more readable so please forgive any short comings i hope you all like it any way.
For those of you who have read my other stories, this one may — at first — not seem to follow the same flow, but stick with it. I don’t think you’ll be disappoint. (Or maybe you will, but I certainly hope you won’t). For those of you who have never read my stories before: if you are looking for nothing but raw meaningless sex, you are about as far from the right place as you can get. Part 1 of this series, like the others, does not contain any sex. I hope you all enjoy! As always, your comments are encouraged, waited for, and appreciated. I think I get more joy out of reading new comments than some of you get out of reading my stories 🙂 -SS
Young 19 year old cares for elderly man again
The continuing tale of Linda and Bobby
This is my first story and it has sequels coming out, so don’t worry.
my daughter misbehaving leads to me fucking her
WARNING: This is a gay story. It involves sexual relations between a minor and an adult. It also involves vampires. If you find any of the above criteria or anything listed in the tags offensive, please do not continue to read! If you have any problem with homosexuality, please do not continue to read! It is not my fault that you choose to read a gay story and get upset about it, so please, no nasty comments about that. 🙂
ALSO!!!! The first part of this story is very slow. Since this is the first of a series, I have to add background information about different aspects of the story, which will be included in later parts. If you wish to skip all the background information and just get to the sex, begin reading at the paragraph that starts, “Drake put all of that out of mind…” Thank you and enjoy! Later parts will include more characters, anal sex, and introduction of the main plot.
Drake looked towards the red and pink sky and watched the sun settle behind a collection of clouds. Night was coming. In his mouth, he could feel a distinct throbbing along the top gums. The further the sun retreated, the more the throbbing quickened. As the sky faded from a bright and shimmering sunset, to a dull pink, and finally to darkness, Drake’s fangs protruded solidly from his gums and his stomach growled fiercely. He knew his eyes would now be a violet color, the purest violet, almost as if extracted directly from a rainbow. With a growl, he leapt and began to prowl.
Drake and his kind were unique. They were a specific type of vampire, one of the three species belonging to the Vampire Council. It is unknown how they were first created, although rumors persist that the first of his kind was a nymphomaniac bitten by a traditional vampire. This is unlikely, however, as scholars have concluded that the nympho would have simply thirsted for blood. As their breed grew and became a prominent species across the country, regardless of origin, the Council offered an allegiance and the Whitefangs became the third species to join. The other two species, traditional vampires, called Primaries, whose thirst was quenched by blood, and the Epitome, a small species of vampire whose thirst was, too, quenched by blood, had been members of the Council for a much longer time than the Whitefangs; therefore, it was they who held the power within the Council.
The Primaries’ origin remains shrouded in mystery. It is rumored that they were created by an unholy god as emissaries or servants. When the god disappeared or was killed, the Primaries were unleashed upon the world and as they took victims, their numbers grew to become the vigilant force they are today. The Primaries have unique vibrant-red irises to reflect the blood they thirst for.
The Epitome, on the other hand, is an order that stemmed from the Primaries. The Epitome looks upon the Primaries with distaste. They claim that the Primaries’ indiscriminate killing of innocents is unnecessary and a wrongful practice. When the small group broke away from the Primaries, they vowed to only drink the blood of those who were destined to become criminals, or some such burden upon the world. The Epitome also upholds another practice: they believe that in order to be pure themselves, they must only drink “pure” blood. Therefore, they only take virgins as their victims. How they can discriminate between those destined for an immoral life and those not is still unknown. Members of the Epitome have unique neon-green irises.
The Whitefangs are a completely different story. Their origin is completely unknown, only theorized about. The Whitefangs are the most unique of the three species, as they do not thirst for blood and they do not “turn” their victims simply from feeding. The Whitefangs also do not kill those who they feed from. Unlike the other two species, the Whitefangs are a species of only males, which is understandable as they thirst, not for blood, but for semen. Specifically, they prefer young semen, that from boys aged 13-20. When first allied with the Council, the Epitome called the new species “Whitefangs” because of their thirst for cum as a derogatory term, however the new vampires, previously without a name, accepted it with pride as the name for their species. They have become a thriving community, holding many covens across the nation. The Whitefangs have unique neon-violet irises.
The Vampire Council is the force that regulates the vampires worldwide. The leaders of the Council, a select member from each species, create a code of law and operation that the species must follow. There have been many laws passed by the Council, making the vampires operate the way they do today: always hidden, never exposed to the human population, and if there are any witnesses to their operations, they are to be “turned” from human to vampire. The Whitefangs, however, are gifted with the ability to erase memories, another part of their unknown history.
Drake, who now followed his keen sense of smell as he hunted, was a member of one of the Texan covens belonging to the Whitefangs. Each species had covens set up nation-wide, each with their own leader and subordinates who reported to the Council in times of need. Drake was second-in-command of his coven. He had ordered a hunt earlier this evening so that his boys would be ready for the trip to the Council Headquarters. Something big had been stirring in the Vampiric community. There were rumors of a war with the humans, of being exposed to them due to the Epitome’s select hunting regulations, but no one knew for sure what was going on. An order from the Council had been sent demanding that each coven within traveling range assemble together. Nothing of this sort had ever happened before.
Drake put all of that out of mind, now, as he focused his attention on his growling stomach. He moved from rooftop to rooftop in the large community of humans, trying to find a good target. He was hunting in one of his favorite areas: a place called “Eastway”, filled with over-indulgent, rich humans with spoiled children. Drake favored the area because there was nothing more pleasurable to him than breaking the attitude of the resistant spoiled straight boys in the community.
Drake had the look of an angel. His big, beautiful brown eyes made him look innocent and accented his hair, a precisely styled mass of jet-black spikes that leaned forward towards his face. He had milky-white skin, pale because of his transformation. His body was smooth, hairless, just how he liked it. He had a six-pack on his abdomen and refined muscular legs and arms. He was far from bodybuilder status but had the immortal body of an athlete. His dick, which won the envy of many members of the coven, was a full nine inches when erect, but best of all, he had the stamina of a bull, able to make love for roughly an hour before blowing his load. He was the perfect lover and his innate skills made him the perfect hunter. A deadly combination.
He landed on the rooftop of one of the larger houses, and just as he was about to leap to a different home, he heard his favorite sound. He could distinctly hear the “fapping” sound of a boy masturbating with his keen and inhuman hearing, and a grin began to spread upon his face. He moved down, towards the noise, and settled outside of a second-story window that peered into the bedroom it came from. Inside, he could see a boy, maybe fourteen or fifteen years old, lying on his bed face-up, with his thick cock in his left hand. He had his eyes closed tight as his fist pumped away on his dick, continually pulling and tugging up towards the head and releasing and moving down towards the base. His breath was uneven, anticipating climax. He had a head of thick blonde locks that stretched around his face, framing it beautifully. His face was clean-cut and shaven. Perhaps he had not begun to grow facial hair. The boy’s body was perfect: a peach colored ivory that gleamed with healthiness. His skin was accented with two erect pink nipples, the hard, five-inch cock that rested in the boy’s hand, and made unique by a birthmark on his left side. Drake memorized every detail.
Drake then noticed a pair of boxers lying a few feet from the bed, from which he received an overwhelming and pleasant scent of the boy’s vitals. Drake could contain himself no longer.
With a swift movement, Drake’s hand moved underneath the window and pulled upwards, silently opening it, and moved him body into the room, closing the window behind him. All of this happened in the time of one second, not giving the boy an ability to react. Drake leapt, on top of the naked boy and flashed his pointed teeth at the boy’s wide and frightened eyes. When his senses flowed back to him, the boy instantly started struggling, slamming his fists against Drake’s naked chest and abdomen. Drake barked a superior laugh and bent down, taking the boy’s head and forcing his lips to touch Drake’s own. The boy struggled harder but was unable to break free from Drake’s stone grip. After a few seconds of invading the boy’s mouth with his tongue, Drake released his hold and bent down to the boy’s ear.
“Listen, bitch,” he started, chuckling a bit, “I’m in charge now.”
The boy tried to sit up, tried to fight against Drake, but the sheer strength of his position kept the boy down on the bed.
“Here’s what’s going to happen: I’m going to take full advantage of your … deliciously warm body. So long as you cooperate,” Drake said, pausing. “… You keep your dick.” Drake flashed his sharp canines at the boy and quickly opened and closed his mouth, simulating a bite. The boy’s eyes impossibly became wider and more fearful. Drake laughed aloud. “Yes, that’s right. I’ll take it right off. So, are you going to cooperate?”
The boy nodded in extreme fear. What was more precious to a pubescent boy than his manhood?
Drake bent down further and gave a slow, hearty lick to the boy’s nipple and began to suckle it and run his tongue against the hardening tip. He then did the same to the other. Moving back towards the boy’s face, he looked him in the eye and said, “It is okay to enjoy this, boy. I’m not going to hurt you unless you act out. Understand?” The boy nodded, once more.
Drake began to kiss the boy’s chest and lick his body further south, stopping just above his navel. Drake’s hand slid behind the boy’s back and moved towards his ass, taking a handful of his tender cheek and squeezing it lightly. Drake continued to kiss and worship the boy’s warm body and soon felt a warm throb against his stomach. He looked down and saw the boy’s erect and swollen dick, pleading to be touched. Drake looked towards the boy’s eyes and could smell his nervous sweat, could feel his quickening heart rate, but most of all, Drake could smell the boy’s manhood, an overwhelming and weakening scent to the Whitefangs.
Drake reached down and wrapped his hand around the boy’s meat and began to gently tug and pull on the tip and shaft. Drake chuckled as he realized just how easily he could pull it off entirely… he realized how fragile the boy was. His own cock began to harden at the realization. As he continued with the jerking, he soon felt the same kind of throbbing warmth on his own dick and looked down to see the boy’s hand lying on the bulge in his shorts. Drake laughed and moved the boy’s hand away and stood up.
“One thing before I start on your cock,” Drake said. “Flip over.”
The boy’s eyes changed from their relaxed and content look back to the wide and fearful one. “You said you weren’t going to hurt me!” the boy shouted in his small voice.
“I’m not,” Drake said. “I’m not going to fuck you. Do you really have a choice?” Drake reminded him.
The boy hesitantly flipped over on his bed, exposing his perfectly round and mounded ass. Drake grinned devilishly and situated his body between the boy’s legs so that his head was hovering a few inches above the boy’s ass. Drake gave the left cheek a kiss and licked it gingerly. The feeding ritual did not require this, but Drake loved to eat out and rim the boys he fed from first. It gave him a sort of high that he could make a straight boy enjoy ass play. He giggled silently to himself as he noticed the boy had not yet begun to grow hair here, making the situation perfect.
Cautiously, Drake settled a hand on each cheek and began to pull them apart, exposing the boy’s rosebud, which had never been penetrated. Drake could sense the boy’s virginity. He lowered his head and slid his tongue across the hole, which instantly tensed. Drake stopped and smiled as the boy relaxed. He began to lick again, moving his tongue across the smooth hole, and finally plunging his tongue between the boy’s cheeks, penetrating his tight hole for the first time. His tongue entered the boy’s depths and came back out again and entered once more. The boy began to breathe a little heavier as his cock tightened more so than it already was. A few seconds later, Drake replaced his tongue with his pointer and middle finger, attempting to enter the boy’s hole deeper than before.
“No! Wait!” the boy said, but it was too late.
Drake had forced his fingers inside of the boy to where his tongue had already been, and with another quick push, they had entered completely, causing the boy to squirm and moan and whimper. Drake wrapped his free arm around the boy, reaching under him to grab a hold of his torso and moved upwards with him. Both boys now stood on the bed on their knees as Drake continually moved his fingers in and out of the boy’s tight opening. As he did so, he kissed the boy’s neck and let his own hardness move between the boy’s legs, resting against his testicles. The boy, now enjoying the pleasure, moaned deeply and moved his head to kiss Drake on the lips over his shoulder. Drake flashed a smile and obliged the boy. Drake looked downwards and saw that the boy’s cock had gotten harder, redder, and was ready to be sucked. Drake gave a slight purr and set the boy down on the bed. Naturally, the boy flipped back on his back and let his cock swing freely. Drake, still standing on his knees, bent forward and kissed the hairy area just above the boy’s manhood. He could feel the boy’s throbbing warmth against his neck and, as he inhaled the boy’s scent a final time, he moaned aloud himself.
He moved his head down a few more inches and kissed the tip of the boy’s cock, which had already begun to leak vast amounts of precum. Drake took the warm and solid mushroom head between his lips and moved down just an inch on the boy’s shaft. Here, Drake sucked as hard as he could, creating a vacuum in his mouth, bringing all of the boy’s blood to the head, which his tongue was furiously lapping at. The boy thrusted involuntarily and forced two more inches of his cock into Drake’s mouth. Drake was more than happy to oblige. He moved down even further, taking the last two inches of the boy’s dick and began to flex the muscles in his throat to pleasure the boy. Near his head, the boy’s hands had grabbed handfuls of bed sheets and squeezed hard in an expression of sheer pleasure.
Drake’s hand came upward below his head and cupped the boy’s testicles, giving each one a slight squeeze. They were heavy, full, and ready to empty. Drake took hold of the boy’s shaft at the bottom two inches and slid his mouth back around the head of his dick. He then began to move back and forth on the top three inches, sucking violently and constantly squeezing and releasing with his hand. The boy gave ecstatic moans and cries and began to thrust in and out of Drake’s mouth as he moved on the shaft.
The boy let out a loud moan, louder than all those that came before it. Drake’s stomach growled and his fangs throbbed harder than ever. The boy thrusted forward as Drake moved his hand, allowed the entirety of the boy’s dick to slide between his lips, and with his tongue, he lapped at the underside of the shaft as the boy’s sacred juices began to flow inside of Drake’s mouth. Stream after stream of delicious, thick, creamy semen filled Drake’s mouth and with each swallow, his stomach roared for more. The boy could not stop cumming, his cock flexing seven or eight times and with each flex, a burst of cream was given to Drake. Drake’s eyes rolled back in his head as he accepted the boy’s sperm.
The boy’s orgasm soon came to a halt and he lay there breathing heavily, his chest rapidly moving. Drake removed his mouth from around the boy’s dick, which fell limp against his pelvis, and moved up, towards his face, kissing him deeply and passionately. The boy responded, as expected, by doing the same. Drake then, sorrowfully, used his vampiric powers to enter the boy’s mind and erase the memories of the past twenty minutes from it. The boy fell limp against the bed, as his cock had against his body, and was unconscious. When he awoke, he would believe that he had fallen asleep after jacking off. He would not remember the vampire that had given him his first blow. He would not remember being threatened. He would not remember spending a “gay” night with a stranger. But Drake… Drake would always remember him. Drake always remembered. Every boy he shared a bed with, he could remember. Their faces. Their lips. Their cocks. There was always a connection he felt was made… a connection, unrequited.
Drake leapt from the open window to another rooftop. His stomach full and his fangs retracted, he moved back towards the coven’s den to regroup with the rest of the boys. They were to start their trek north to meet with the Council within only a few hours.
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Pregnant with the Demon’s child…
This is the begining chapter if the idea is liked ill keep going, this is my first story here
Father and daughter are forced to share their warmth when a treacherous storm knocks the power out.
This was written as a fantasy for my beautiful slut, Yvonne. Names have been changed to protect the innocent — and my slut is NOT among the innocent. LOL.
Inspired by 80’s sex comedies and their tropes
Did my story imitate life or was life imitating my story.
Ok don’t kill me critics, cus this is long. I started writing this about a few years ago, and it has been published before. The story is based upon truth, names and a few other little details were disguised to protect the innocent. It’s not all sex and action, more about falling in love, and being in love. I tried to make the sex scenes sensual rather than blatant, so I don’t really care if it gets low ratings. However any feedback will be welcome.
When I came too, all I could here was moaning. Everything was slightly fuzzy, I was sitting up against something hard, rock. My hands and feet were stuck to the ground with heavy slime, some dried, blocking my mouth also. I was naked. We were deep underground, in a small cavern formed long ago by the volcanic activity. I could see entrances to many other caverns as well. Light was coming from an unknown source. It was cold and damp.
I could now see where the moaning was coming from. My boyfriend was in the corner of the cavern we shared, secreted by the monster’s slime to the ceiling. He was facing the ground, moaning pitifully as a long tentacle was working his cock. The monster was hidden nearby. A small dip in the ground was full of white. It had been working him for some time.
He cried suddenly and jerked, more white splashing below. His sack looked like it was inflating. The creatures were still inside him, accelerating semen production. The tentacle masturbating him stopped and let go, letting his penis dangle. He looked on the verge of sleep. The large puddle of semen rose slightly, revealing a tentacle which had been catching all my man’s seed.
I struggled and broke out of the slime. As I started to run, tentacles tripped me up. I hit the ground hard. several secured my arms behind me, one leashing my neck. I felt hot breath on my ass.
It was in the cavern behind me.
Its thick member pushed into my ass, the tentacle around my throat squeezing, stifling every cry I made. Once it was fully in, it didn’t thrust, just stayed still as I squirmed. The tentacle cupping my boyfriends ejaculate moved closer. I know what it wanted.
No way. There was at least a bowlful of it. I struggled more violently now. It choked my nose also, and began to pour the fluid into my open mouth. I spluttered and tried to spit. Its ramrod pushed deeper. I began to swallow, tears in my eyes.
My boyfriend watched, now above me, tears in his.
I finished swallowing. I felt something warm land in my hair and on my back. My boyfriend cried out again. It was forcing my boyfriend to now cum all over me as it continued its violation of my ass.
The smell of the semen was intoxicating. Within what could have been an hour, I had swallowed the bowlful of my man’s semen and was covered by several more bowlfuls. The monster had cum several times, its fluid now leaking out of my ass. For the finale, it rolled me over and slapped its cock on my face, giving me a facial cum shot. Once it finished it rolled me back on my stomach, tied my hands again with slime, left me. I cried myself to sleep.
I woke up. It was morning or at least the version of morning down here. There was more light. The monsters cum had cocooned me to the ground. I tried breaking my hands free to no avail. I felt some being pulled off my face. It was my boyfriend, he had fallen off the ceiling sometime in the night. “Im so sorry” I whimpered as my face was free. “Its ok baby” he replied, focussed on setting me free. He looked at me funnily for a sec. Then his body was flung against the cavern wall. A different monster had arrived. It had a long tubular entrance covered inside and outside with several tentacles. I screamed. My boyfriend, slumped on the ground, began to to get up, weakly. His hands were pulled ahead of him by the monster and his face to torso were pulled into the monsters entrance, its mouth. I could see his ass spasming as he fought what ever was in there. I continued to scream, fighting to free the first monsters cocoon. It shot out a tentacle, slapping my face hard, another picking me up, slamming me into the ceiling.
Cocoon broken, I hit the ground and looked up just to see that my man was almost swallowed, feet jutting out, limply moving. This monsters tube mouth was like a tunnel, its body followed the lining of the cavern to the others in the distance. There was no way to gauge its size. I got up, my boyfriend was gone. The monster, its eyes now visible, wrapped a tentacle around one of my arms and pullled me up to its mouth. An arm free, I punched it full force in the eye. It squealed sharply and quickly secured both my hands as I swore abuse at it. My arms were pulled into it, most of my body length pulled inside its mouth, its tubular lips at the top of my ass. I could feel them slurping, it was strangly erotic. I went hard, my cock throbbing in its mouth.
I could feel the monster gazing at my ass, its saliva building up in its mouth, my body coated. Tentacles from deep inside were still holding my arms over my head. I saw the inner wall of the mouth pulsate and a mound thicken. A phallic shaped protusion emerged and pushed forcefully into my mouth. I choked on it, it was so hard and thick! I knew it was enjoying watching me squirm, my ass wiggling before it. I felt my ass brushed then penetrated by a tentacle, I gasped allowing the ramrod further in my mouth. I teared up, blocking my vision. It was so warm and wet as I was slurped and fucked. I was a piece of sex candy.
The ramrod buckled, the monster sighed, and I prepared for the inevitable. A small splash of liquid went down my throat. I moved back expecting the ramrod to go soft. It didn’t. It instead began to spasm, slower then faster. It released thicker cum and didnt stop. I coughed, choked, swallowed and spluttered the torrent of seed. The mouth closed tightly, squeezing my body and limiting my head recoil. It continued the assault on my mouth as I swallowed load after load.
After a time, the ramrod had vanished, my mouth sore and violated to the extreme. My stomach was full of monster fluid. I was pulled all the way into its mouth. I was barely conscious as I felt myself slide down its tunnel throat. The journey was long, I could here something in the distance.
What was instore for me now, haven’t I endured enough? Wheres my boyfriend?
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Curious little eyes…. Horny Teen Brother… Sleeping Parent
Rob goes to college and meets Steffi
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Sarah is painfully introduced to the world of erotic spanking
This is a true account of one journey home
Buffy Goes To Camp
by Lubrican
Buffy could hardly wait to get to acting camp. She’d gone every year since she was ten and she loved it. It was outdoors, which she liked because she was a city girl, but what she liked the most was that she had friends there she rarely got to see.
One of them was Megan, who was a special friend. They had learned to masturbate together at acting camp three years ago. They had been roommates that year and Megan taught her how wonderful it felt to stroke her little clitty and stick fingers and other things in her pussy.
Another was her summertime boyfriend, Jack. They lived too far apart to go steady all the time, but at camp they snuck away as much as they could do kiss and pet. Jack was the first boy to touch Buffy’s hot pussy, and slide his finger in it. That had happened just last year. Buffy didn’t want to get a reputation as a slut, so she didn’t let the boys she went to school with do things like that to her. When she went on dates she kissed passionately, and had even jacked a few boys off – something Jack had taught her last year – but she never let them touch anything except her full teen breasts.
That was usually enough for most boys. Her breasts were breathtaking. They were large and heavy, but didn’t sag even half an inch. They were topped with crinkley brown areolas and nice pencil sized nipples that got hard and long when boys played with them. One boy wanted to suck them, but she didn’t let him. She was saving that for Jack … this year.
Then there was Bob. He was a counselor at Acting Camp. He was a good acting coach, but mostly the girls liked him because he was handsome, and he always told the girls how beautiful they were, and what fantastic actresses they were.
But what they liked best was that he acted WITH them to help them understand the techniques required. For instance, Bob was the one who had taught every girl in Acting Camp how to properly do a screen kiss. Until you were 13, screen kisses had to be done by putting the lips on just the corner of the mouth, turning the head so that the audience couldn’t see that it wasn’t really a kiss. Up to about age 16, kisses were full contact with the lips, but nothing else. Bob’s lips were always soft and warm and jelly-like, and his screen kisses made the girls all feel funny inside. Once you were seventeen or older, he gave private lessons on how to make it look like you were doing a French kiss on screen. They were private, he said, because the younger kids didn’t need to see that kind of thing.
A lot of girls came out of those private lessons with a far away look in their eyes. If people would have looked closer they might have noticed that some of these girls walked a little funny too. And if they would have noticed that, they might have noticed that those girls were the ones who came back to acting camp until they were in their twenties, getting private instruction from him on a variety of things. But nobody noticed.
Another type of private lesson he gave involved boys. He’d pick a boy and a girl, usually who were boyfriend and girlfriend at camp. Then he’d teach them the physical strokes that went along with kissing. First, he’d demonstrate by kissing the girl and running his hands all over her body, cupping her breasts and pulling her to him with his hands on her buttocks. Once she was panting he’d let the boy practice and have the girl tell him if he was doing it right or not. If anyone would have noticed, they’d have noticed that these boys and girls often ended up out in the woods together on nature walks, or off to one side in the swimming lake.
Acting camp was set up so that two girls shared a room, or two boys shared a room. The cabins were duplexes of a sort, with a common wall and the doors led out onto a common porch. These units were called quads, because four students were housed in each one. Usually there were four girls to a quad, or four boys, but, occasionally, it turned out that half a quad had boys in it, while the other half had girls.
That was what happened this year, as Buffy found out when her parents let her out at camp and drove off, telling her to have a nice summer. She had called ahead to make sure that she and Megan got put together. They screamed and giggled when they saw each other, like fifteen year old girls do, and then went to find out who their quad mates were. It turned out to be two boys they’d never met, so after saying, “Hi,” they went off to the dining hall to get a snack and renew old friendships.
When Jack showed up there was a tearful reunion, with hot kisses, until a counselor told them to break it up. She told him where her quad was and mentioned there were two boys on the other side, both new and both only about eleven. He got a look in his eye and said he’d be right back. The next thing she knew he was back, saying that he and Mark Simpson were now her and Megan’s quad mates! Buffy smiled, knowing that Megan had the hots for Mark and had for several years. He had an acting camp girlfriend named Nancy, but she’d moved away during the school year and wasn’t expected to come back this year.
And so it was, that, after supper and campfire, all four teens ended up on the porch of the quad, flirting. Buffy and Jack happily refreshed their relationship by kissing and groping each other passionately, while Megan and Mark watched. When Megan suggested that it looked like fun, Mark jumped at the chance. Megan was as much of a fox as Buffy even if her hair was as black as Buffy’s was platinum blond. Soon Megan and Mark were kissing hotly and, while their hands didn’t stray farther than each other’s backs and sides, they felt good non-the-less.
The next day Buffy signed up for the classes she wanted. Her very first one was with Bob and she squealed happily when she saw him. Her hug was forceful and she pressed her ripening body against him as he smiled and hugged her back.
“Good Grief, girl!” he exclaimed. “What in the world are they feeding you. You look like you’re about twenty-one!”
Buffy dimpled at him and said, “You know I’m only fifteen, you big flirt.”
He held her away and his hungry eyes swept over her body. “Well you sure can’t tell by looking. I think I might make a special exception and give you some private lessons this year. Would you like that?”
Buffy knew a little bit about what private lessons entailed. It was hard to get anything out of the kids who went to private lessons. They wouldn’t talk about what went on behind those closed doors. But once in a while somebody would let something slip, and you could see from what the boys and girls did after those lessons that they must be pretty hot. “Oh YES!” she chirped. “Could Megan come too? Pleease?”.
Just then Megan came up, having signed up for the same class. Again there were squeals and hugs and as Bob held the girl he said, “I think we could arrange that. Megan, would you like me to make a special exception and give you and Buffy some private lessons? Do you think you guys are old enough for that?”
Megan smiled widely. “YES!” she yelled, and jumped up in the air.
“Keep it down”: advised a grinning Bob. “We don’t want the other girls to get jealous, now do we?” The girls quieted immediately. “OK, now, you two come to my cabin tonight during free time and we’ll start the lessons, OK? And not a word to anyone.” He thought for a minute. “Do you two have boyfriends here at camp?”
Buffy jumped up and down. “I do! His name is Jack!”
Megan said “I met a guy last night and I like him a lot. His name is Mark, but I don’t suppose you could call him my boyfriend.”
“Has he kissed you yet?” asked Bob, looking intently at the girl.
“Oh yeah, we made out last night,” she giggled.
“OK … hmmmmmm … well, I tell you what, girls … let’s keep it secret from the boys for a few days, and if it looks like it will work out with you two girls we might even expand it to include the boys. How’s that?”
Both girls knew enough about private lessons that they knew there was some kind of sex involved. That was fine with Megan, because she had a big secret that she hadn’t even told Buffy yet. She was waiting for the right time, when the two girls could be alone for a while. Megan had taught Buffy everything she knew about sex, and now maybe they could both learn some more together.
“We PROMISE!” both girls said, putting their dainty hands over their left teen breasts. Bob wished it was his hand. But there would be time enough for that later.
That night at supper the boys wanted the girls to sneak off into the woods during free time. “Oh gee, I wish we could” said Buffy, leaning over to kiss Jack lightly on the lips. “But we can’t. We sighed up for this thing and we have to do it during free time. It has to do with makeup. Maybe you guys could come along?” she said sweetly. Megan just grinned. Both boys said, “NO THANKS!” and started talking about shooting some hoops.
Freetime after supper went until lights-out, which wasn’t until eleven. There were lots of things to do during free time, including various extra classes and practice sessions. There were, as well, classes on makeup, like Buffy had alluded to, costume, set production, fund raising and all the other things that go along with small town productions, which is what most of these kids were involved in. Each counselor had his or her own list of things people could sign up for. So it wasn’t odd for the two girls to be seen going to Bob’s cabin. They’d never been in there before, and they were surprised to see how nice it was.
There was a small bathroom off one wall, and the rest of it was one room, but it was beautiful. All the furniture was made of wood from the forest, and there was carpet on the floor. There were curtains too, over all the windows. The bed was what surprised them the most, though. It was HUGE, king sized at least, and it had red satin sheets on it! There were a couple of big easy chairs that faced the bed. He also had a TV set up, with a DVD and tape player attached. It was quite a cozy place. The girls were fresh in their white camp T shirts and blue gym shorts. Both girls had their hair done up in a pony tail that bobbed and swung whenever they moved their heads. They looked delicious.
“My goodness you girls look sexy,” said Bob, who was sitting in one of the easy chairs. He was dressed in a T shirt and shorts much like theirs. His feet were bare.
“Oh Bob,” gushed Buffy “Stop that! You’re just teasing us.”
He smiled. “That, I most certainly am NOT, my sexy dears, and I think I’ll be able to prove it to you a little later on. But first! What is the one thing that will ruin a performance faster than anything else?”
“Forgetting your lines!” yelled Megan.
“No, you can always adlib,” said Bob.
“Coming in late on cue?” said Buffy.
“No, that’s not it either. If you’re late, the rest of the actors should be able to cover for you. No, this is something that only some people feel, but which can wreck a whole career.”
Megan jumped up and down “I know .. I know … STAGE FRIGHT!!”
“Exactly!” said Bob. “Excellent. And how do you battle stage fright?”
“Gee, I don’t know,” said both girls.
“Have either of you had speech in school?” said Bob.
“I have,” said Buffy.
“Did your teacher ever tell you to fight stage fright by imagining that your whole audience was naked?”
“YES! She DID say that! I remember that!” said Buffy excitedly.
“Well, I’m going to use that technique to help make sure you girls NEVER have stage fright. Only what we’re going to do is BE naked, rather than imagine somebody else being naked.” With that he stood up and took off his shirt.
Buffy shifted from foot to foot. She really wanted to see Bob naked. That would be so cool. But she wasn’t so sure about taking her own clothes off. She didn’t think she looked very good naked. “I don’t know Bob,” she said, looking at the floor.
Bob put a finger under her chin. “I bet you think your body is ugly,” he said, looking into her eyes. He saw her pupils dilate and knew he’d hit the nail on the head. “You think your breasts are too big, or too small, or the wrong shape. You probably don’t have much pubic hair, and think you should have lots more, like your mother probably does. You think your hips are wrong, or your belly button looks funny. Something like that? Am I right?” He kept staring right into her eyes.
“How did you know that?” Buffy said with a whisper.
“It’s all part of stage fright,” he said calmly. “Let me try one thing to help you, and then we’ll see if you want to stay on in private classes. Let me see you naked, and if I can agree with you on anything you don’t like about your body, you can quit. How’s that?” He darted a look at Megan, but she had her hands on the bottom of her shirt, like she was itching to take it off, so he didn’t worry about her.
“OK, I guess,” mumbled Buffy. She was nervous, but she pulled off her shirt. She really wanted to see Bob naked, and thought this was the only way. Her blue shorts were next, and she was left in a lacy white bra and even lacier blue panties. Megan had on a sports bra and yellow panties. “Aren’t you going to take off your shorts?” said Megan to Bob, who was standing there in shorts only.
“I don’t have anything on under them,” he said. “I didn’t want to make you girls nervous.”
“I won’t be nervous,” said Megan. She reached behind her and unsnapped her bra, baring her chocolaty smooth breasts with their black nipples. When Buffy hesitated, Megan turned to her and said, “Here, I’ll help!” She unsnapped Buffy’s bra and when Buffy put both hands on top of the bra to keep it on her titties Megan leaned down and jerked Buffy’s panties to her knees. Both girls shrieked and then giggled, but Buffy finally got up the courage to step out of them and drop her bra. Megan skinned her own panties off and stood, looking at Bob.
“Now you,” she said.
Bob stared at the two girls. They were gorgeous. Buffy had perfect breasts that looked big enough to feed babies already. Megan’s were smaller, but still nice and round. Her nipples looked like Hershey’s kisses and he wanted to taste them. He’d been right about Buffy having very little pussy hair. He could see her protruding pink lips just barely. Megan had thicker black pussy hair, but her pussy lips stuck out even further. He was very glad he’d decided to tutor these two girls. He bent over and pulled his shorts down, stepping out of them. When he stood up he said, “And this, girls, is my proof that I think you are both sexy.”
The girls stared, their mouths open, as his erection was displayed before their unbelieving eyes. His bone was at full mast, sticking straight out from his nest of curly brown hair. It was a good seven and a half inches long, and about as big around as three of the girls’ fingers. It was not circumcised, and the hood was pulled back quite a bit due to the state of his erection. His snake eye was peeking out at the world, and the two naked girls in particular.
“Buffy, he’s got a BONER!” squealed Megan and she blushed bright red.
“Oh my gosh!” said Buffy, who was staring at the stiff prick like a bird stares at a snake that’s about to eat it. “Oh my GOSH!” she squealed.
“Now girls!” said Bob in a stern voice. “That’s the whole point here. If you can learn to be comfortable around people naked, then you’ll never suffer from stage fright. Think about it. Both of you are pretty uncomfortable right now, true?”
“Yeah,” said both girls.
“OK, then, what we’re doing is working on that. We’re going to do normal things while we’re naked, until you don’t even notice it, OK? Trust me girls, this will work. I’ve done it a lot of times.”
“But you’ve got a BONER, Bob!” sighed Buffy.
“Oh, that just means he wants to have sex with us,” said Megan. “That’s all.”
“Really?” said Buffy wide eyed. “Is that true Bob? Is your … thing stiff because you want to have sex with us?”
Bob smiled. “Like I said, girls, you are both gorgeous sexy girls, and I’m a normal man, so of course I want to have sex with you. But that’s not why we’re here. We’re here to work on your stage fright. Nothing is going to happen to you that you don’t want to happen. Now, what shall we do to get comfortable?”
Megan was excited. Bob’s penis reminded her of her secret, and she wanted to tell Buffy in the worst way. But not yet. “Well,” she said. “We could clean the house.”
“Great idea,” said Bob and he got a broom for her. He handed Buffy a dustpan and he grabbed a rag. “I’ll dust,” he said. Then he pretended to dust while he watched the two teens move around the cabin naked. His cock got harder and harder. Usually the girls he did this with were older, but these girls were HOT and he was glad he’d taken them in. Buffy bent over to put the dustpan down and he saw her cute cunny winking at him under her butt cheeks. He wanted to slide his cock into that sweet teen pussy, but he’d have to wait. It was too soon yet. And Megan was gorgeous too. She stretched upward with the broom to get at a cobweb up on the ceiling and her legs parted as she stood on one toe.
He got a good look at her fat chewy pussy lips. He realized his hand was on his cock, jacking it slowly and made himself stop just as Buffy turned around to look at him.
But Megan had seen him. She whispered to Buffy, “He’s jackin’ off Buffy!” Buffy turned immediately. She’d jacked off a couple of boys. Megan had told her how to do it right. She liked seeing the boys dicks shoot off, except it was messy.
Buffy forgot she was naked. She marched right up to Bob and said, “You were jackin’ off, weren’t you, Bob?”
He smiled. “Like George Washington, I cannot tell a lie. You girls have got me going. I wasn’t exactly jacking off. I’m just so hot that it felt good to touch myself. Don’t you touch yourself when you’re horny Buffy?” She blushed and he said “I thought so. You too I bet,” he said to Megan.
Buffy laughed and said, “You bet she does. She taught ME how to do it!”
Bob raised his eyebrows and said, “You girls are nasty … doing that together. See? That’s the kind of thing that makes me want to touch myself.” He grabbed his dong and began stroking it. “You don’t mind, do you girls? You’re so sexy and you’ve made me so hot, I can’t help it. Say it’s OK for me to do it girls, I need to get some relief!”
Both girls watched him, nodding. Their breath was coming faster. They were excited. Their nipples were stiff and achy. He stroked and a drop of man dew flipped off the tip of his prick. He was standing, legs spread, his leaking prick pointed right at the two naked girls. He jacked, staring at their nipples, dreaming of sucking them. He looked at their pussies, thinking about stroking his prick in them until the girls fainted. His sap shot out in a three foot arc and splatted on the floor right in front of Buffy’s feet. She jumped, but didn’t back up. He shot again and then three more times before he had to sit down in the chair because his knees were weak.
“Wow,” said Megan.
“Awesome,” said Buffy.
Both had itchy pussies and couldn’t wait to get home to their cabin so they could rub themselves to a nice orgasm. They stayed another hour, setting the table and then putting the silverware away. They made popcorn in the microwave and talked about the school year. Just like Bob had said, they soon quit paying so much attention to the fact that they were all naked. He sent them home, telling them to come back the next night. It was early yet, but the girls wanted to get naked again, this time in their room. They did just that and they didn’t quit masturbating until they’d each had three nice long cums.
The next night both girls got to Bob’s and started taking their clothes off without even being told. Bob looked at them and once again, when he dropped his shorts he was hard as a board. The girls giggled and Megan said, “Gee, I guess we did it again, Buffy.”
Buffy struck a pose. “That’s what you get for having us in private lessons, Bob. Are you going to beat off again tonight? That was so hot last night.”
Bob stroked his cock slowly. “I bet you girls went back to your cabin last night and touched yourselves. Didn’t you now? Come on, tell the truth.”
Buffy flamed red again. Megan smiled timidly, but nodded.
Bob kept stroking. “That makes me so hot. Yes, I’m gonna have to do it again tonight.” He stroked some more and the girls watched him closely. “I bet you girls have seen boys do this, haven’t you? I bet you helped them, didn’t you? How bout it Buffy, have you ever helped a boy get off like this? You DID, I can see it in your pretty face.”
Buffy was excited that she had made this handsome man so horny. Buffy’s face flamed red. “I HAD to. He wanted to put his hand in my panties, and the only way I could keep him from doing it was to jack him off!”
“That’s OK Buffy,” panted Bob. “It’s completely normal, and it’s a good way to keep a boy in line. I understand that boy, though. I’d like to put my hand in your panties too, Buffy. You too, Megan. I’d really like to put my hand in your panties too.”
“But we’re not wearin’ any panties, Bob!” laughed Buffy.
“You know what I mean!” huffed Bob. “I wish I could rub your pussies.”
“But you can’t! You’re our counselor! It would be wrong!” moaned Buffy.
Megan came closer to Bob. “You can rub MY pussy Bob!” she cried. She was hot as a firecracker from watching him jerk his big boner. Her secret was bursting inside her. “I NEED you to rub my pussy Bob!” she said as she came within his reach.
Bob kept one hand on his cock and he slid the other onto Megan’s floppy pussy lips. He felt them, he squeezed them, she was wet and slippery. He slid a finger up in her and she moaned. “Buffy! I have to tell you a secret!” she moaned.
Buffy couldn’t believe what she was seeing. Her best friend was letting Bob feel her up. Megan didn’t let boys feel her up. And now she was babbling about some secret. “What?” she said, confused.
“I said I have to tell you a secret,” panted Megan. “I was gonna wait, but I can’t … Ohhh that feels so good,” she sighed as Bob worked his thick finger in her pussy.
Buffy was still confused. Why would Megan have to tell a secret NOW? While she was being violated by her counselor?
“What are you talking about?” she whined. Watching Bob’s finger sliding in and out of her friend’s pussy was making Buffy hot. She wanted to rub her pussy, but she didn’t think she should in front of Bob.
Megan sat down in the easy chair, pulling Bob to kneel between her legs. She lay back and spread her legs wide so Bob could stick his finger in her more. He jerked with one hand and finger-fucked Megan with the other.
Megan hunched her pussy up at Bob’s finger. “You know my Uncle Frank?” Buffy nodded. “Well, I went to stay with him for New Years, while my parents were gone to New York.”
Buffy was still confused. “So what does that have to do with the fact that Bob’s got his finger in your pussy?”
“While I was there he taught me some stuff,” whined Megan.
“Stuff?” said Buffy.
“What kind of stuff Megan?” said Bob.
“He popped my cherry!” yipped Megan.
“WHAT!?” yelled Buffy.
“I SAID HE POPPED MY CHERRY!” squealed Megan. “And now I want to have something in my pussy.” Her hips were going wild.
Bob pulled his finger out of the heaving girl. “I have something to put in your sweet pussy,” he said, walking on his knees until the tip of his boner was right at the gaping entrance of Megan’s chocolate pussy.
“NO! You CAN’T!” yelled Buffy.
“YES!” yelled Megan “I WANT TO!”
Bob let his prick touch her pussy. She moaned and yelled “YES!”.
Bob slid it in … all the way in … until there was no more to give her. She went “AHHHHHHH … OH THANK YOU BOB.”
Buffy’s hand dove to her crotch and she rubbed her pussy frantically. Her best friend was being fucked right in front of her! This was the hottest thing she ever saw in her life. Bob’s complete, HUGE cock was buried in her friend’s pussy! She couldn’t believe it.
Bob started bucking his hips back and then forward, and Buffy could see that immense long thing sliding out and then back in to Megan’s pussy. It looked shiny and slick … and HUGE. But Megan didn’t act like it was too big. Quite the contrary, she cooed and held Bob to her, telling him how much she loved his big stiff prick. Pretty soon her eyes got big and she yelled, “I’m cummin’ Buffy, I’m feelin’ it good!”
And Bob was right there with her. He said, “Yes, cum all over my cock little Megan, and I’ll give you a present.” Then he stiffened and groaned and shoved his cock deep in Megan’s chocolate belly. He grunted several times and Buffy knew that his cock was squirting, just like it had the night before, except that all that stuff was going up into Megan’s pussy!
It was so hot that Buffy felt her own orgasm coming on her.
When he was done Bob dragged his shrinking prick out of Megan’s well-fucked pussy.
She lay there, legs spread, thick white spunk filling her open pussy mouth and running out and down to her butt. “Oh gee you squirted so much stuff in me Bob, what shall I do? It’s leaking out all over the place!”
Bob stood staring at the pussy he’d just filled up with his baby juice. “You should hold it in Megan.” he said. “Just put a couple of fingers over it and it’ll soak in. That way it won’t make a mess.” He secretly hoped that by holding it in she would ensure there would be a healthy kicking baby in her womb in a few months.
Buffy was getting her cookies too as she rubbed her pussy furiously. “OH! I’m gonna cum” she squealed. She was surprised when Bob appeared in front of her on his knees. His face darted to her pussy as his hand pulled her hand away. His long tongue licked her clitty and he sucked on it hard. Buffy was frozen with passion. “Ooooooo Megan he’s licking my muffy!” she cried, feeling his tongue making her happy.
“Shit! It feels good!” she moaned as she pushed her pussy into his face. He pushed her backward, toward the bed until she ran into it. She flopped back, weak with the thrills he was giving her. Now he could really press his face into her slit and he nibbled her clit.
She popped!
“AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!” she groaned as her orgasm splashed all over inside her. Her pussy squirted and Bob lapped it all up. As she came down he worked his way up and suckled her puffy and hard nipples as she sighed. Then, as she watched in awe, he fisted his slick used up prick and milked a big blob of rich white cream out of the snake-eye. As it was ready to drip off, he lowered his prick tip between Buffy’s spread naked pussy lips and rubbed that cream into her pussy mouth. He spread it all over and even tried to poke his cock in her a little, but it was too soft.
It was quiet in the room as they all panted, trying to get their breaths.
“Wow,” said Megan, looking adoringly at Bob. “We fucked!”
He nodded and said, “Are you sorry?”
“OH NO!” she squealed. “I love to fuck. It feels so good. Can we keep fucking Bob? Please?”
“I suppose so, though that’s not supposed to be in your private lessons. But what about Buffy? We don’t want to leave her out. She might feel jealous.”
Buffy opened her mouth and laughed. “You don’t need to worry about me. That thing wouldn’t fit in me in a million years. But I sure liked it when you licked my pussy. I’ve heard of that but I was too scared to let the boys do that. They might want to fuck my cherry.”
Bob looked at her hotly. He knew who was going to pluck that particular fruit.
The next night when the girls got there Bob was already naked. He let them in and by the time they were naked he had another hardon. He went up to Megan and pushed her up against the wall, kissing her. Their tongues flipped and he bent his knees. He lifted one of her legs and plugged his cock into her cute teen pussy. Then he stood up and filled her belly with cock. Megan sighed with happiness as he lifted her off the floor. Then he bounced her until she was shaking she came so hard. He walked her to the bed, where Buffy was lying, spread out, finger-fucking herself rapidly.
“You guys look so hot,” she gasped as she stuck two fingers in her cunt.
Bob flopped Megan back on the bed and ate her pussy for a while. Then he crawled up and while he sucked her black nipples, he slid his cock in her again. He pounded her, fucking her with long hard strokes and she squirted on his cock again. He looked at Buffy. He wanted to shoot his sperm in her. He knew Megan would let him plant his seed in her any time, but he really wanted to pick Buffy’s fresh cherry. “You want me to lick you again?” he said, leaning over the sex crazed teen.
“Oh yeah, please suck my pussy again Bob,” she moaned.
He pulled his hard dick out of Megan and got down to feast on Buffy’s pussy. Two orgasms later he’d worked his way up to her full breasts, and was licking and sucking her inch long nipples as she squirmed under him. He let his hard cock dig into her pussy.
He kissed her. “I want to fuck you, Buffy,” he said between kisses. He poked her pussy with his cock.
“Nooooooooo you can’t,” she moaned, but she kissed him more.
“Come on, you’ll love it,” he said. He pushed and her pussy lips spread open for him.
“Nooooooo. I’m a virgin,” she whined.
“I know you are, and I want to be the first man to fill your sweet pussy up.” He pushed again and the head of his cock popped into her pussy mouth.
“Nooooo, you can’t,” she panted. But her hips pushed up. “I’m scared. You have to take it out.” Her hips pushed up again and an inch went in her.
“OK, I’ll take it out,” he said and he pushed some more. She was tight, and hot and slick.
“When are you gonna take it out, Bob?” she said, humping at him.
He sucked her nipples some more, until her pussy was jumping and had gobbled up another two inches of his boner. He had about half of it in her now.
“I’m gonna take it out soon,” he said. He looked her in the eye. She looked back. She was taking him good. He pushed the rest in her in one long, slow shove. His cock tip hit her cervix and her eyes went round and wide.
“It’s in me,” she whispered, panting. “Your cock’s in my pussy, Bob!”
“Yeah it is,” he kissed her. “But I’m gonna take it out.” He began pulling it out, an inch at a time, slowly.
Buffy decided she didn’t want it out any more. “No wait!” she said. “Leave it in a little longer.”
Bob slid it back in. Then he started fucking her. He didn’t pound Buffy. He stared into her green eyes and he pronged her gently. His cock tip kissed her cervix over and over until she trembled and shook and had her first cum with a prick in her. It was a good cum, better than her fingers would do. She loved it. She knew now why Megan let Bob fuck her so quickly.
Bob knew he had another fuck toy. He kept rodding her slowly as she came. Then, when it was over, he let himself go. He slid in a few more times and put his lips in her ear. “I’m gonna squirt now, Buffy,” he whispered. She shuddered as he pushed it in hard. “My cock’s clear in your womb, baby,” he whispered. “Here it is.” His cock bucked and a long hot silver ribbon of sperm lanced into Buffy’s womb. “I’m sperming you, baby,” he said, as two more heavy shots of juice soaked her baby box. “It’s all for you and Megan,” he said as he packed a half a cup of seed into her garden. And with every spurt, Bob hoped he was making a baby in this cute girl.
Bob made the girls take some time off. He didn’t want their boyfriends to get suspicious. Besides, he had his eye on some other cute girls who might just need a shot of his heavy cock in their pussies too. He told Buffy and Megan to come back in a week for more private lessons.
The next night the girls hooked up with Jack and Mark. Both girls were horny from fucking, and both wanted to fuck some more. They invited the boys into their side of the quad. In no time they were lying on their beds, each with a boy’s hand in their pants.
Buffy said, “My pants are too tight. I think I might have to take them off.” Jack grinned, and happily helped her remove them. Now all that kept his hands from her pussy were her skimpy panties. Jack slid his hand in those panties and slicked a finger into his girlfriend.
Megan didn’t say anything. She just took her pants off and pulled Mark’s off too. “Have you ever had a blow job? I’d sort of like to taste you,” she whispered in Mark’s ear.
Mark was astounded. He’d tried and tried to get a girl to suck his dick, but none of them would. Now here was this milk chocolate beauty offering to do it. He pulled his skivvies down, exposing his long thin boner and Megan swallowed the whole thing. She sucked and kissed and slurped on it until he said he was going to shoot and then she pulled off.
“Noooo,” he moaned. “I was so close”.
Megan crawled on top of him and kissed him. “I’ll swallow it later. Right now I know a better way to get it in my tummy.” Then, to his utter amazement, she lifted her pussy up and sank down on his aching prick.
He wasn’t ready for that. He wasn’t prepared. He blew his cork and flooded her young pussy with potent teenage cum. Megan laughed and fucked her new lover hard, milking every bit. Then she rolled him over so he could fuck her some more.
Buffy and Jack were going at it hard now. His fingers were in her. She needed more. She took off her top. She dropped her bra. She demanded that he suck her nipples. He pulled her panties down and she let him. He had his cock out. He wanted to put it in her but he didn’t think she’d let him. He tried to be sneaky and slip it in slowly. As soon as Buffy felt his cock at the opening of her sex she slammed her pussy up and swallowed half his cock. Her legs came up and her heel whacked his ass. He drove forward and, just like that, he was fucking his girlfriend. She was hot and tight and she made him want to squirt. “You gonna shoot in me?” she panted in his ear.
“I want to,” he said.
“I want you to,” she cooed.
He fired her full of his potent teenage cum. He packed her pussy. He shot until his balls hurt. She loved every hot spurt.
They all fell asleep, but teenage boys can do it a lot. Both boys woke up in the night and wanted to fuck their girls some more. The girls let them. By morning those girls should have weighed two pounds more with all that sperm in their bellies.
For the next two days, every time Jack could get Buffy alone some place, or Mark could get Megan alone some place, they slid their ever stiff cocks into ever horny pussies and squirted them full of hot slippery cream. Every time the girls found themselves somewhere where no one would see, they spread their perfect teen legs for their randy boyfriends and let them slid their pricks in and out of their pussies until they came. Those bad boys always stuck their nasty cocks just as far up in the girls as they could and then squirted.
Bob couldn’t wait a week to fuck his two favorite fuck toys. He had them come in every two days for private lessons. Every two days he served up a hot load of cum for each girl’s pussy. He taught them how to give the best blow jobs. He ate their pussies better than anyone else. They loved his lessons and used them on their boy friends.
Now, you might think that, what with getting their pussies packed with baby butter every single day (and twice at night) that these girls would have ended up pregnant. Acting camp was, after all, three months long.
Both girls had their periods the first month.
Megan missed her period the next month. She didn’t care.
Buffy missed her period just 10 days before she left to go back home.
Both girls told Bob, and of course he thought those babies were his. Neither girl knew and neither girl cared. They knew how to fuck and suck and they knew they could get men to do whatever they wanted.
So they left acting camp knocked up good and proper.
Megan went to visit her Uncle as soon as she got home. In no time at all she was flat on her back while he packed her full of his spooge. When her parents found out she was pregnant, they were furious and kicked her out. Her nice Uncle, who of course thought the baby was his, took her in so she’d have someplace to live. That worked out well for them both, since after that he got to fuck her every single day.
When Buffy finally admitted to her mother that she hadn’t had a period in four months, her mother screamed and yelled and grounded Buffy to the house until the baby was born. Poor Buffy. The only male around was her big brother. She cried on his shoulder and in no time he was sneaking into her room every night and fucking her socks off. Seeing as how it was safe to cum in her, he did. The only problem was that, after the baby was born – a fine healthy beautiful boy – he kept shooting off in her like he was trying to knocke her up good and proper again!
What a pair of sluts our little actresses were. But, you know what?
Neither one of them EVER had a single attack of stage fright!
In fact, I hear they did so well in the local amateur theatrical company … they’ve been selected to be counselors at acting camp!
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My first day at the park
Warning: If you don’t like young under age girls having sex or getting raped by older guys my stories are not for you. So please stop reading now and don’t read any of my stories. But for those of you that do please keep reading. This is my first story so please tell me what you think and how I can make my stories better.
I was walking to the park on a Saturday morning. It was about 7:00pm. And when I got to the park there was no there so I had thought. As I looked around I saw no cars or people. I had the park all to my self. It was a huge park. I could not see to the back of the park. So I walk along the walking track. That was there to take me around the whole park. So as I started to walk around the park and saw the play grown and the swings and the slides. As I continued to walk along the track I lost site of the street and keep walking.
There were tall tress and big bushes as wide as a car and as tall as a 10 foot fence. There were pink, yellow and red and white flowers all over the place. I came to a bench to what seamed like the middle of the park. And across from it was a little work out area. With pull up bars and stepping logs, and a water fountains. I was kind of thirsty so I went to get a drink of water and then keep walking. As I came up to a bend in the track all I saw was trees and bushes and flowers were every were.
I was so happy. Then as I walk for a bout 30 feet I hared a small noise coming form in the bushes. It sounded like a fait yelling. But it sounded so far away I just though it was coming from a house far a way or something. As I walk 5 more feet I could still her it again but it was really faint. So I look around and saw a little clearing in the bushes and got down on my hands and knees, and crawled in. As I went in I saw a long tunnel as I got further and further in. I started to smell something strong. Kind of like a sweaty boys locker room mix with the smell of stale beer and pee
The light in the tunnel got darker and darker but as my eyes adjusted there was just light enough to see were I was going. And as I got closer the yelling got louder, and sounded like a little girl voice but as I keep going in. The yelling stop so I stop crawling. Then it got quite and all I could here were was the birds singing in the tress. Then I here a low muffled talking it sounded like a guy’s voice. So I started to keep crawling in slowly so he did not her me.
Then as I came to a large opening in the bushes, Just big enough to stand up in. I went in I could see better now from a light coming from what look like the right wall of the bushes. As I went in the smell kind of went a way or I just got use to it. As I saw a couple of old sleeping bags and some blankets and a 2 boxes in he corner of he other side I look in one of the boxes and saw some girl toys like bribes and coloring books and some candy. This look like a girls hide out from the looks of the blankets and the toys. Seeing that made me feel a little safer being there.
As I sat there listing to what the guys was saying. I started to her little girl giggle and laughing. Then as I quietly got closer I could see into the hide out next to me. And see the guy and the little girl. He was ticking her and she had a lollypop in her mouth. The guy was white and all he had on was his boxer shorts on and a white t-shirt. The little girl had on a white dress and pink panties from with I could see. Then I saw the guy pull out what look like a little perfume bottle from a box he had in there. Then I saw him squirt a few squirts of perfume on is neck and then open his boxes and squirted some on his dick. He use a lot because I could smell too. But it smelled really good. Like roses and honey. Then he put some on his finger and rub it on the girl’s lollypop and on her lips. Then the guy gave the girl back the lollypop and she started to suck on it again. I hared the girl to read her a story form the children’s book. He had in there. And he did she look like she was no older the 4 years old.
Then he gave her a soda and she drank it. And then she wanted water. And he gave her a big bottle of water too. As he continued the story I was kind of getting thirsty too. And I was getting really warm. The weather channel said it was gona be really hot to day like in the 100s. So thank god I just had a dress and panties on. As the guy keeps reading I could tell she was getting hot to cause she drank half the bottle of water down. And I could see her starting to sweet.
I was starting too sweet as well. But for some reason I was felling really good. And parts of my body started to tingle. It started in my toes and went up all the way to my nose. Then he finished the story and started to touch her and put her on his lap. Then he turn on a little radio that was next to him. The little girl ask to take off her dress and he took it off of her. Then he ask the little girl to dance for him. She is a really cute girl with brown hair and brown eyes.
She had a nice thin body and small pink little nipples. Then I saw her start to slowly rock back and forth in his lap. Then I started to feel my body starting to tingle again as I watch her rock her hips. But this time the tingle was down in my panties. And I was getting so hot I took of my dress, trying not to make any noise. As I watch her, it was like he was fucking her but he wasn’t well not yet any way. I started to uncontrollably put my hand down my little panties and started to rub my little tight pussy lips.
I didn’t even notice that they were wet. It was like I was hypmatize. I could not stop. As I was watching this it was so wrong but. It felt so good to watch and play with my self. I could her both of them moaning. I just hope that they could not her me moaning as well. I saw his huge Bonner popping out from his boxers. As I watch her slide back and forth along his huge poll. Then he started to tickle her and she started to giggle and laugh uncontrollably.
From how the guy was tickling her I just knew any mint she was goan pee. And sure enough she peed. Watching her gold pee gushing out of her was so hot. And got me turn on even more. As I saw her pee got all over his dick and his boxers. I just wanted to remover her panties and suck on her pussy as see peed. I was trying so hard not to moan so loud. I did not want him to her me and get caught. Just then he turn up the radio and pulled her panties over to the side.
I saw her little pussy lips slide back and forth on his now throbbing dick. I wanted so badly to be that little girl. Sliding back and forth on his big huge thick dick. Then he made her stop and suck his dick. He said it ok its taste like the lollypop you were just sucking on. Then as she stared to suck on the tip of his huge throbbing dick I was getting close to my own orgasm. I was so scared he would her me playing with my self and moaning. I wanted to stop I tried to move my had away but I couldn’t. It was like I had not control over my own body.
I could see him move her little head up and down faster and faster. I just knew he was gona have an orgasm of his own. And blow his huge thick load of cum right down her throat. As my orgasm was building up to no return. I saw him force the little girl’s hade all the way down his long throbbing dick. And both he and I both orgasm together.
To be Continued
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