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“LONELY HOUSEWIVES”

“LONELY HOUSEWIVES”
By Blueheatt
She held tight…..she was shaking…..
I grabbed her butt cheeks and began to fuck her slowly at first, she was livid with excitement. She, in her mind was fucking a teenager she had dreamed about for years. She muttered ….’yes baby yes…amy’s cuming now….I’ve wanted you to cum and fuck me baby….your here now…Oh….Damn little amy is going to cum for you so good…she’s been waiting and waiting for you… Some things she muttered I couldn’t understand as she built up and up to her ultimate climax again. Each time it got better, as she fucked me with her eyes closed. Soon she started to shake. I mean shake real hard! I felt her push her pussy in me as deep as it would go and then squeeze my dick hard as she yelled out her climax, just as my dick exploded in her pussy. She held me so tight and started kissing me as she said: “Oh My God” over and over as she continued to shake and fuck more.
Wow…what a wild woman going crazy on me. Best sex I ever had, it shook me up as we slowly collapsed on us. Her pussy still squeezing my dick at times. I felt her heart beat hard for a long time…then she began to melt on me. She felt wonderful, so warm and smelled so good.
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My phone rang two days later. “Mr. James, you sir, are the best lover ever. Rest up, tomorrow evening you will meet ‘Angel’. She’s special and needs your service. I went that evening, sat in the den as usual. No blindfold. In walks a 5’2” blond with 42d boobs. She smiled at me, I stood up and kissed her hand. We said nothing. We didn’t let go of our hands touching. Our arms slowly went around us as we stepped closer. She had on a long black dress…or was it a fancy robe? Ours eyes met and devilish smiles appeared on both our faces. We began to dance with no music. We pull us tighter to each other, feeling the swaying of our body’s. I was stunned at what a beauty she was and how we were just naturally drawn to each other. I was a foot taller than her. A turn on for me. I bent my head down and kissed her neck softly. She had on pearls that glowed on her. She shivered and ran her fingers thru my hair. Our breathing explained our feelings, no words needed. She liked to be held quietly…..
I got an eerie feeling as our body’s touched, like static electricity, but inside me. That name ’Angel’ it haunted me.
I gulped…..fate couldn’t be doing this, could it?
I had been talking with an ’Angel’ girl on line. Could this be her?….I kept silent as to not cause problems with Amy.

‘Angel’ felt it too as she thought…..
‘ His touch felt almost familiar, and my fingers tingled when I touched him.
I disregarded it and only thought about a perfect time for Chad to come over and pleasure me.’
Angel would be my first client. She lived in a big house, her husband actually lived in England and kept her here where she wanted to be. I was to come over that evening, and spend the night. I knocked on the door and Angel answered and pulled me in. She led me into her special room for comfort, she called it. I was a huge room, with several beds and couches. The center of the floor was all this padded and lot of big pillows all over it. She had that stunning blond hair, big tits, and wore a long black see thru gown. She held me by the hand as she led me in. As I looked around I felt her behind me. Her hands went around my waist, and I felt her head on my back. She swayed us back and forth to the soft music. Her fingers started un buttoning my shirt and pants. She continued to undress me and then handed me a black robe to put on. She turned down the lights to just dim. She walked towards me and smiled and we danced slow with her feeling my body as I felt hers. Huge tits that my hand couldn’t cover. She led me over to a couch and pushed a remote. Soon a maid came with two glasses of wine and set them down. The maid smiled at me and looked me over for a minute handed me a little remote with one button on it that said: “Maid”. She slowly left the room. Angel smiled and said softly: “If you need anything at all, just push that button. Dora will come and fix you right up…..if you have the strength to push it.” We held our glasses up to toast us and Angel gulped a full glass down in one shot. She poured another and another for herself and down they went. She got up and took off my robe as I took her gown off. We then danced naked. She had a hot body and pushed her pussy into my rising dick. She then led me over to a couch and set me on the padded floor with a soft pillow behind my back. She put a big pillow behind her head and put he legs on top of mine and scooted her pussy in close. She pushed a button on her remote and soon out came Dora with a lady’s electric razor on a tray. Dora presented to me. I took it and Angel said: “I’ve always wanted a man to shave my pussy, please go ahead.” Dora looked at my hard dick, smiled big and left. Angel had been shaved but needed it again, only fuzz was on it. We smiled at each other as I started in. I pulled her pussy closer to me and began shaving her pussy as she moaned and squirmed. I pushed her legs way back as I continued shaving her. The vibration from the razor was making her squirm and moan. “…oh yes…that’s it baby, keep that up…oh god yes!…ooooo.. I kept shaving until her pussy was as smooth as a baby’s ass. I rubbed my face on it as she moaned and Held my head and guided my mouth to he slit. I slowly started licking slit, going a little deeper with each lick. She kept up a steady moan as she got wetter and wetter. I flicked her clit with my tongue just watch her jump each time. I worked my tongue up her body to her tits and nipples. She had her eyes closed in pleasure. I kept going and soon our tongues met and dance around our mouths. I had her legs on my shoulders and started slipping in my dick. She gasp and said: “Fuck me James, fuck me good!” I found her very tight and slowly kept putting more of my dick with each stroke. Now she was hyper with excitement. She moaned that hadn’t had sex in so long she wanted me to fuck her all night long. We did just that. She was the kind of fuck that wanted it to last. I kept slow fucking her as we felt our body’s. She kind of never stopped moaning with one break. She pushed the button for Dora. I was still fucking her slow. Dora came in with a sexy smile looking at us fucking. Angel want more wine to drink. Dora went and got it, and returned with it on a silver tray. I was a little embarrassed but Dora was not. Angel said to her: “Do you like Mr. James?” Dora replied: “Oh god yes, he’s hot looking.” Angel said: “Would you like to play with Mr. James, I have him all night?”
I got the picture I was being passed around to Angels maid. Angel said: “I’m going to take a break, show Dora a good time Mr. James, will you?” We sat up on the couch as Dora smiled and started taking her uniform off, with Angel smiling and watching. Dora was built hot. Slim with long legs that I loved. Angel watched and sipped her wine. Dora body slammed me down on the couch as Angel squealed with delight. Dora sat on top of me and put my dick in her warm pussy. She started bouncing on me feeling her own tits. Angel ask me: “How do you like Dora, Mr. James?” I said: “She’s hot and beautiful.” Angel said: “Dora is bi- sexual and she takes care of me, but needs a man to fuck now and again. Dora leaned over on me and quietly moaned. Angel went to the lady’s room and while she was gone Dora whispered: (“..I’m only bi with her for the big money she pays me. God I’ve needed somebody like you, but please act like I’m a great fuck, to make her happy.” I said: (“I won’t have to act, your way hotter than she is Dora!”) That lit a fire in her and she got a little crazy moaning and fucking me hard and crazy. When Angel got back, we were both moaning and fucking wildly, our body’s slapping together. Angel leaned her head on the couch and closed her eyes. She had about 5 glasses of wine and she was going to sleep. Dora whispered: (“…oh god James, your going to make me cum so good, It’s been so long I …oh god yes…” Dora began moaning and fucking me fast and wild. I held her hot body and we fucked like we’d been fucking forever. She moaned in my ear as I shot cum up into her fast moving pussy. I felt her pussy squeeze my dick so hard as she gasp for breath. Damn she felt good, and really knew how to fuck a man. She shook and kissed me over and over. She whispered: (“…your beautiful, wow no acting with us, I wish I could afford you all the time.”)
She looked up and Angel was passed out. She said: “Your client has passed out, I better take care of you. You need a shower,…….”

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I Teach My Wife: Part 1

My name is Tom, and my wife Linda and I have been married for 25 years. We met in high school, married at 20, and had kids young, so we are only 45 years old and already our kids our in college and the nest is empty. Most of our friends still have kids in middle school, so we consider ourselves lucky in that respect.
My wife and I married for love, not sex, and have had a happy life together. That said, we have very different sexual appetites. It’s not that my wife doesn’t have a healthy sex drive, we still make love frequently and I bet more often than most couples our age, but Linda’s idea of sex is limited to missionary-position lovemaking.
I, on the other hand, have a whole plethora of perverted desires, all of which I would love to explore with my wife, and her refusal to even so much as roll over and do it doggy-style has led me to more frustrated jerk off sessions alone in the bathroom than I care to count. And finally, after 25 years, I’ve snapped. I can’t take it any longer. I’ve spent my entire life not receiving the sexual satisfaction I crave, and goddamnit, I’m not going to stand for it any longer!
But I won’t cheat on my wife. I love her and respect her too much to be unfaithful. But it is that same type of love and respect for me that should make her willing to indulge my desires. This may sound selfish, but after 25 plus years of being with the beautiful woman (my wife was still beautiful and very sexy) and not being able to have her like I want, I simply can’t handle it anymore.
So I decided to take matters into my own hands, so to speak. For our 25th anniversary we had decided to take a Caribbean cruise. I decided that this would be the turning point, that everything would change out on the open ocean, and that we would return a totally different couple no matter what.
Let me first describe myself and Linda. I am white, medium height and built decently. I am not Herculean but I’m in much better shape than many of the overweight men my age. I also sport a considerable sized cock, probably only slightly longer than average length but thick and strong, and I’ve always suspected that Linda was a little afraid of my cock. Maybe if I was small she would be more willing to let it explore her without fear of it hurting her, but oh well. Linda is Asian, of Japanese decent, and has aged very well. She had long black hair, full C-cup breasts that she always covered modestly, and a full and shapely ass that drove me crazy. It was larger than it was when she was 20, of course, but that only made it seem more juicy and desirable to me.
We boarded the ship in Miami and I was eager to take my wife to our cabin and get down to business. But the first day aboard Linda didn’t want to spend any time in our cabin. So we walked the decks, explored the different accommodations and attractions, and casually met some other passengers. Most of the women were already dressed in skimpy clothing, not attractive on everyone but certainly a number of women looked amazing, and Linda was her modest self, dressed in Capri-pants and a loose fitting blouse. The only bathing suit she brought was a one-piece, and I was relieved to see a small store on ship was selling bikinis. When we finally made it to our cabin we were constantly interrupted, first by the safety briefing, then by our baggage arriving, until finally it was dinner time. I knew my plans would have to wait a while.
While Linda and I were cruising alone, we had were seated with another couple at dinner. Their names were Mark and Tara and they were about our age by the looks of them. Tara was a fine looking woman, with short blond hair and a voluptuous body that excited my desires, covered only by a loose and decently revealing summer dress. I tried desperately to keep my gaze from lingering on her deep cleavage, a teaser view of what looked to be two large and heavy breasts, but I found myself enraptured by her. Mark was a tall man with a broad and genuine smile. He was not fat but carried a little more weight than I around the middle.
Dinner went swimmingly, Mark and Tara were outgoing and friendly. I detected some flirtation in the conversation, but Linda seemed unfazed and later said she really enjoyed their company. While I did as well, I was still a little disappointed when they asked us to join them at a show after dinner, since that meant I would have to wait even longer to be alone with Linda. By the time the show ended, surrounded by these two beautiful women and with deviant plans bouncing around my head, I could hardly wait to get Linda into our cabin before violating her.
We said good evening to Mark and Tara and I hustled Linda to our room. She expressed desires to walk the decks at night and enjoy the evening air, and I promised her we would, but I insisted on later when the ship was quieter.
I closed the door behind us and Linda sat on the corner of the bed, casually removing her shoes. I stepped in front of her, standing close, and she looked up at me with questioning eyes.
“What are you…” she started, but she paused as I unbuttoned my pants and freed my cock. “My, my, my, is that what you have in mind?” She began to lean back, planning to lay on the bed in the usual missionary, but I caught the back of her head and pulled her close. Her nose bumped the head of my cock and she looked up at me in surprise.
“Suck it,” I ordered.
She chuckled. “Tom, you know I don’t like to do that.” She tried to lean back again but I held strong, keep her face an inch from my cock.
“Suck it,” I commanded. “You never suck my cock.”
“What are you talking about? I do all the time!”
I shook my head. “No, you kiss it, or lick it, just to make me hard, so then we can have sex. I want you to suck my cock. When’s the last time you made me cum with your mouth?” The answer was never, it disgusted Linda.
“Eww, Tom, what’s gotten into you? I mean, what are you trying to say? You know how I feel about that, so gross…” Linda carried on with her protest until I quieted her with my cock. I jammed her mouth down on it, in mid sentence, and stifled her complaints. She looked shocked and in her surprise she gagged, even though I wasn’t very deep inside. Both my hands were resting firmly on the back of her head and held her steady. She tried to pull free or slip away, but my grasp held strong and my cock remained in her mouth.
“Now,” I was going to explain my feelings to her, right then and there, to let her know exactly what was going on. “You haven’t sucked my cock in 25 years. In 25 years, you haven’t let me fuck you.”
Linda moaned a protest. “Oh we’ve had sex, but we have never, ever fucked. And I can’t take it anymore.”
I began pushing her head down, with much resistance, but I was stronger and able to force her mouth to work. The warm pleasure of my wife’s mouth, like I’d never felt it, was heaven.
“You’re so beautiful, so sexy,” I said as I worked Linda’s head up and down on my cock, “and for 25 years you’ve been a major fucking cock tease. Well no more. I’m going to get the satisfaction I deserve, and you’re going to give it to me. If I want to fuck your sweet pussy, then I’m going to grab you and fuck you.” Linda was trying to resist and argue her side of the story, but my thrusting cock made it impossible. “If I want you to suck my cock then you will suck my cock. You will eat my cum, no questions asked.” Linda made a grossed-out face at this remark. “And so help me I will fuck that amazing ass any time I want.”
Linda’s eyes shot wide open and she began to fight when she heard this. It goes without saying that Linda had never let my cock, or any other part of me, any where near her asshole. But that would change. Linda pushed against me with both hands and tried to pull her mouth free. She didn’t bite, thankfully, but she reeled from me, trying to keep her tongue and lips from offering me any pleasure. I took both her wrists in one hand and jammed her face down with the other. Her mouth gave, spreading wide and engulfing my cock. She had quit fighting, and her face looked blank as I worked her mouth up and down my shaft.
“I’ve spent so many nights masturbating in the bathroom, while such a beautiful and sexy woman was only a few feet away, because you wouldn’t let me have you like I wanted. That’s no way to live, that’s no kind of marriage, and I won’t have it anymore.” I continued to pump her face on me and as I said this I saw a look in Linda’s eyes, a look that I think displayed some empathy for my situation. I felt her tongue work a little more, trying to please her husband.
As my orgasm approached I spoke again. “This is what I want, baby, you’re my fucking wife and if I want it then goddammnit I’m going to get it.” I pushed her head down again and thrust up, punching my cock into Linda’s throat. She gagged and gurgled and the pleasure was overwhelming. I bucked and rocked and finally fired, an explosion of cum bursting into Linda’s mouth.
Linda looked furious and she fought hard to avoid my load. I held her steady and continued to pump, wave after wave of thick cum pouring into her mouth. Linda made loud and wet moaning noises as my cum filled her mouth for the first time. It began to dribble out and I knew if I released she would spit it all out, which was unacceptable. As I finally finished I held strong, holding my spent cock in her mouth along with a healthy volume of cum. Linda tried to pull away but couldn’t. Her cheeks were full and she scowled at me as my sperm swam across her tongue.
I reached down and plugged her nose. She was startled and began to gasp for air. Her throat opened and my cum slid down into her stomach. Confident that my load had drained into her, I pulled my cock out and released her. Linda spat and coughed, wiping her mouth before shooting up and slapping me hard.
“Goddammnit Tom!” she cried, rushing past me and into the bathroom. I heard her spitting in vain, swearing at me the whole time, and then brush her teeth. I put my boxers back on but took the rest of my clothes off and waited for her to emerge.
Linda was a whirlwind of profanity and anger like I’d never seen before. She slapped me and ranted on about how fucked up this all was. She almost never swore, until tonight. I just stood my ground and smiled. Eventually she stopped and looked confused.
“What are you smiling about?”
“Listen,” I said, “I know this will take a little bit for you to get used to, but this is how it’s going to be. For a quarter century we’ve done everything your way. From now on we do it my way. This isn’t a discussion, that’s just how it’s going to be from now on. You can fight it, or you can join it and have some fun with me, but either way I’m getting what I want. Now, I’m going to lie down here and watch some TV, you can say what you need to say or whatever but you’re not leaving the room, and when you’re done you just come lay next to me so I can enjoy that fucking body of yours, ok?”
“No, no, it’s not ok!” Linda shouted. She began arguing again but I did as I said, lying on the bed and ignoring her rant. She stomped around the room for another minute or two but gave up, since I wasn’t even registering her complaints, and she went out to the balcony. She closed herself out there and stood against the railing, watching the stars and the waves.
Linda didn’t move for a half hour. Finally, she caved. She opened the balcony door and walked back into the room. She looked sullen and dejected but didn’t say a word. She crawled into bed next to me and put her head on my chest.
“Tom, I…” she began but I silenced her.
“There’s nothing to talk about, Linda.” She nodded gently. I reached my hand around behind her and grasped her ass firmly. Ah, her ass was soft and full and I had longed for it for so many years. Linda had never allowed any anal play and didn’t even seem to want me to fondle her ass during foreplay. Now she laid there, eyes closed and silent, as I kneaded and squeezed her luscious ass.
I slid her dress up and felt her soft panties. “Off,” I said, and Linda complied by reaching down and pushing her panties to her ankles. I caressed and enjoyed her smooth skin, taking generous handfuls of her ass and squeezing. I spanked her gently, enjoying the way her ass trembled with each strike. I then reached my hand further down and Linda lifted her leg up to give me access.
My fingers met her soft pubic hair and I played across the surface of her vagina. I loved Linda’s pussy, it was tight and juicy, and I longed to explore it in other ways than just missionary. I felt Linda’s wetness coating my fingers, even though she was still and unresponsive, and I plunged two fingers into her warm pussy. This made Linda jump and bite her lip. She had never wanted to be fingered before, said it was crass, but now she took it.
My fingers wiggled and probed, digging into her pussy and feeling things my fingers had never felt in her before. She moaned and sighed into my chest and, though she wasn’t ready to admit it, she was loving it. Her moans became stifled shouts when I found her G-spot, and my busy middle finger quickly worked her to orgasm. Linda bucked and thrust her hips as her pussy trembled and came. She clamped tight around my fingers, like she always did around my cock when I made her cum, and screamed so loud I’m sure the neighbors heard us. Fingering my now submissive wife had turned me on and my cock was straining in my boxers.
I sat up and told Linda to get on her hands and knees. She did, slowly and reluctantly, and looked at me with concern in her eyes. I knelt in front of her face and pulled my hard cock out.
“Suck my cock,” I said. She opened her mouth slowly and closed her eyes as she lowered it onto my throbbing cock. Her warm mouth was wonderful, and for a few moments I just knelt there, loving every second of her bobbing mouth on my cock. Linda was inexperienced at this, but she sucked me lovingly and drove me wild.
Lust overcame me as Linda continued to suck my cock. The thousands of nuanced fantasies I’d had over all these years were all yearning to be purged at once, and my hands worked feverishly over her body. First I pulled her dress down roughly and freed her hanging tits. Linda instinctively moved one hand to cover them but I restrained her. I kneaded and held her full tits and played with her nipples. She had large aureole with little hard nipples in the middle. She had always said she didn’t get any pleasure from her nipples before, but she moaned as I pinched and flicked them, and at this point the only thing I cared about was my own pleasure.
I then pulled her dress bottom up to her waist to expose her naked ass. It was pointed high in the air and looked to die for. I leaned forward, pushing my cock deep into her throat as I did, and squeezed it with both hands. I spread her luscious ass and saw her tiny brown hole, naked and exposed like I’d never seen it before. I was determined to be inside her, everywhere at once, and I reached for her with both hands. With my left hand I pushed two fingers into her wet pussy, eliciting a gurgling moan around my cock, while my right index finger circled her tight asshole. Linda quivered with fear, she had always said there was no chance in hell of anything ever entering her ass.
I massaged her tiny hole lovingly, wanting to fuck it and love it and devour it all at once. Finally I pushed, my finger meeting stiff resistance but making slow progress down into her dark depths. Linda cried around my cock. Her asshole felt amazing around my finger and I knew it would be heaven for my cock. I pushed despite her obvious clenching and attempts to keep me out. My finger finally was in to the knuckle and Linda was producing sharp and repeated cries with each twitch of my finger. I pulled my two fingers of my left hand out of her pussy and replaced them with the middle and ring finger of my right hand. I savored the flavors of her off my fingers before reaching down and holding the back of her head still.
This position, my wife on her knees and elbows with my fingers jammed in her ass and pussy and my cock rammed into her mouth, was perfect for a strong fucking. My wife had never been violated like this before, not even close, and she was a constant source of pained cries and pleased moans.
I placed my left hand firmly on the back of her head and began to fuck Linda’s mouth. Her throat clenched each time my cock bumped it, and she gagged and drooled as I assaulted her mouth. I began pumping with my right hand, thrusting all three fingers in and out of her tight holes repeatedly, and Linda was shaking with sensations she’d never felt before. My head was buzzing with fantasies; from ass fucking my wife, to unloading in her throat, to fucking her doggy style, to double stuffing her like this with another man. What? I’d never considered my wife fucking another man, but at this moment, I imagined her on all fours like this, gagging on my cock while a stranger pumped her from behind like my fingers were doing. I suddenly pictured Mark, from dinner, railing my wife’s pussy while she sucked me, and his wife Tara slipped her fingers into Linda’s ass to join us, and the image sent me flying to orgasm.
I thrust hard with my hips and jammed my fingers in as deep as I could. I interrupted Linda’s shocked cry with a stream of hot cum. My semen launched from me and landed deep in Linda’s throat like never before. I imagined Linda trying to handle more than one load of cum, I imagined Mark dumping his load in her pussy at the same time as I flooded her mouth, and the image brought wave after wave of cum up from my balls. My second orgasm dwarfed my first, and cum was spewing from the sides of Linda’s mouth. She swallowed weakly, still not enjoying feasting on my cum, and I stuffed my cock into her throat to force it down.
Linda was spent and speechless. My load had been enormous and a large pool of cum had escaped her mouth and gathered on the bed sheet. I pushed her head down, not violently but with authority, and told her to clean up the mess. She did, reluctantly licking up the slippery globs.
We cleaned up and went to bed. Linda passed out immediately, but my head was spinning as I imagined all the possible scenarios. I convinced myself to find out tomorrow if Mark and Tara were swingers.
In the middle of the night I awoke to use the bathroom. When I returned to the main cabin room, I stopped to gaze at my wife. It was hot, no surprise in the Caribbean, and she had slept naked as I’d instructed. I pulled back the thin sheet to admire her body. The moonlight illuminated her and I watched her delicious breasts heave with each breath. My cock was rising in my boxers and I hatched another devious plan, one that would end with me finally burying my cock in my wife’s supple ass.
I pulled my cock out of my shorts and stood over Linda. She looked beautiful, as always, and I began to stroke. I pictured my Linda, now at my beckon call, being used like a slut. With every passing moment my fantasy became more base and perverted. It started with Linda, on her knees, screaming as my cock expanded her virgin asshole. Then it transitioned to a vision of Linda lashing her tongue in and out of the luscious Tara’s pussy while Mark and I took turns pummeling Linda’s soaking pussy. The more I thought about the years of sexual frustration, the more I wanted to turn Linda into a whore. Next I pictured more strange men, from here on the ship, stuffing Linda in every hole. Soon I imagined a crowd of horny men, cocks out and hard, lining up to abuse my wife.
I couldn’t take anymore. I leaned in close to Linda’s face and a long stream of cum jettisoned from my cock. I sprayed cum on my sleeping wife, all over her face, into her hair, her ear, across her lips, and down her neck and chest. Linda was exhausted from the night’s activities and never woke up, exactly as I had hoped. I went to sleep next to my wife, who slept in a sea of my cum, waiting eagerly for the morning.
“What the? Oh, shit, Tom, what the fuck?” I awoke to a stream of profanity as Linda discovered my dried cum caked all over her. She got out of bed and headed to the bathroom and I followed her, dropping my shorts as I went. She bent over the sink and began splashing water on her face and neck. I sat directly behind her, on the toilet seat, not to use the bathroom but to enjoy the view. My cock was standing tall as my wife’s naked ass was on display, bent over, at face level. I grabbed it with both hands and spread her cheeks.
“Fuck, Tom, fuck!” she cried as I lunged at her asshole, ramming my tongue into it and savoring the taste. Linda squirmed uneasily as I licked her ass lustfully, preparing her hole for my cock. She protested some but seem resigned to accept my will.
When convinced her hole was as wet and ready as it ever would be, I pulled my tongue out and leaned back. I grabbed Linda’s hips and pulled her roughly toward me. She yelped as I brought her asshole down onto my cock. The force of her guided fall broke the initial resistance of her anus and the head of my cock popped in. Linda screamed, her ass had never been open that wide, and I pulled her down. Linda protested and flailed as she slid down my cock, slowly and painfully. Her asshole clenched and she strained her legs to try to stand up, but I was too strong for her. I continued to drag her down, my cock forcing deeper with each inch, until she caved.
Linda’s mouth was wide open in a silent scream. I pulled her until her soft ass cheeks were sitting firmly on my hips, my cock buried in her ass. I gyrated my hips, trying to eek out a few more millimeters of depth. Linda was beyond sound, she thrashed her head and bit her lips but couldn’t produce a scream or cry. Satisfied that I’d found the deepest point of Linda’s tight ass, I began to bounce her on my cock. The feelings were intense and her previously virgin ass tried desperately to accommodate my girth.
I knew I wouldn’t last long in Linda’s ass, so I took this opportunity to fuck it good. I would fuck it many more times, I told her, as often as I wanted. Then I surprised her by standing up abruptly, pushing her over the sink and burying my cock deeper in her than ever before. She screamed and I joined her, flexing and exploding a substantial load into her violated ass. I spurted my cum deep in her where it had never before been, and I promised her I’d do it again and again, whether she liked it or not.
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Sudden Urges-2

Weak mannered, married man has a sudden urge that causes him to enter into a world of humiliation and depravity at the hands of his neighbor.

Transformation – part 2

Om my God! What happened to me? Here i am, fully naked chained in a box in a barn and the only thing i can think of is what this girl did to me. And how much it turned me on. How old would she be? 14? I do not know and i do not even know her name. She somehow controlled every situation and i was so submissive to let her dominate me into this position. It must all be a joke and she will return shortly to release me. I am chained with a metal collar around the next to the ceiling. I try to pull it, but it does not give an inch and try how much i can move in this box. She was right, i just can reach the walls and that is it. I feel my cock throbbing in this heavy metal cage and i study it closer. It is a large egg shaped metal which now contains my cock and balls. On the bottom is a small hole which must be to urinate. When i walk around i feel the weight and it is not really comfortable. On the top is the lock that holds it together. I start to panic. I only went here to solve this misunderstanding and one thing led to worse. My wife does not even know i am here. I need to get home, i need to get out, but i cannot. I start to scream and i cannot help it. i am kidnapped! i try to break the chain, but all is useless. I tried for hours but without success. After a while i felt i had to pee so i chose a corner to urinate. I squatted so it would not touch my legs. i get tired of yelling, because nobody reacts and i feel more and more tired so decided to lie down on the cold floor and despite the circumstances i fell asleep wondering what my wife would think…
When i wake up all is sore and i am cold. i hear the other horses in the boxes and i see a man taking care of them. It is a white male maybe in his thirties, well built only wearing a jeans and no shirt. i call out to him, but he just ignores me and continues to take care of the other horses. I start yelling to him and after a while he walks over to my box. He enters and when he comes in he immediately grabs the metal egg and pulls it hard. “Shut up slave! Did Milady not tell you to remain quiet?” I feel quite intimidated by him and somehow his naked torso close to mine and him holding my cage confuses me and i say “yes, she did” with a soft voice. “So to as you are told!” and with this said he forces me on my knees by pulling the chain. My head is close to his jeans and i see a large bulb in it. He slightly pushes it against my mouth and whispers ‘Later”. He grabs my hands and pulls them behind my back and cuffs me. He grabs some bread from a bag he was holding and throws in the trog. Then he adds some milk to it and leaves.
I feel hungry but do they really think i am going to eat that and from that trog? Why do i keep thinking of this bulge in his pants? I have to admit i feel horny and desperate at the same time. After what might have been only a few minutes i hear high heels approaching. Two females voices are softly speaking to each other and when they approach my box i can see it is Milady with another black woman. It is an older version of Milady and must be her mother. “Stand up” Milady says with an authoritative voice and i realize i am still on my knees after the encounter with the man. I quickly grab myself together and stand up while the ladies enter the box. Mother and daughter are about the same height and both radiate power and control. The mother wears tight black leather pants , a white blouse and red high heeled pumps. The daughter wears a tight black leather dress and black pumps. They look stunning, but i keep my eyes to the shoe-tips of Milady. “Inspection”, Milady says. “Since you do not know the postures yet, it is very simple so that even a stupid slave as yourself can understand. You are to spread your legs, hands in your neck, breast forward, eyes to the ground.” i quickly obey but apparently my legs are not wide enough because i feel a sharp sting of her riding crop on my legs and Milady hisses “Wider!”
“So this is the slave you have been talking about, darling”, the mother starts. I can feel her approach and suddenly shiver because she starts touching me with leather gloved hand. She pinches my arms, legs and hits my ass hard. Then she forces my mouth open with her fingers and check my teeth. i taste the leather. Then she squeezes my nipples between her fingers and starts turning them. It hurts incredibly and i start to moan. “Are you sure you want this slave, darling? It seems to me it is not worthy of your time.” “I know mother, but he will be in better shape after my training and i have special plans with this slut!” I do no know if i should be happy or not, but somehow i am hearing Milady saying those words; the mothers seems think i am worthless, but her daughter thinks different. Then in notice that i consider the 14-year old girl really as ‘Milady’ and i am so confused. How can such a young girl rule me like that. Then i feel the mother grab the cage and stand in front of me. She forces me to look her in her black eyes and says: ‘You better obey her fully or you have to deal with me. Is that understood?” i start shivering, because somehow i am really afraid and i do not want to face the wrath of this woman. “Yes Milady”, i whisper. With a last jerk on the cage she turns around says to her daughter “Ok, i will take care of the other business” and i see a Goddess walking away. A beautiful ass shaking with every move.
Then i feel the whip on my back. “What did i say about looking at other women? You deserve to be punished for that. Especially since it is my mother. I am the center of your life for the time to come” And she continues whipping me for maybe 5 minutes. I might have tried to flee, beg, scream and protest, but the whip kept landing on my body and i was in deep pain. She did not hold back and hit hard. I started crying, knelt down and from then i only felt the whip on my back. “When i punish, you stand still slave. When you move i can hit you everywhere. This was just a mild punishment. Understood?” “Yes Milady”, i say in between sobs. Then she stands in front of me, lifts her dress and presses her pussy against my face whilst she grabs my hair. “Smell your owner”, she says and i short circuit in my head. First the severe whipping and now these odors the fill me nose drive me crazy. I feel her pussy is bald and i stick my tongue out. I want to taste i, i need to taste it. I am so horny. I get a face-slap. “I said only smell, slave. You will get more when you behave”. Then she wipes the tears from my face, pats my head and says: “Come we have a lot of training to do” and i feel like a happy pet.

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Long Lost Friend

Brie and Jason hadn’t seen each other for almost 15 years, not since they were teenagers at school. She was nervous about contacting him again. What was she supposed to say? Let him into her deepest darkest secrets about why she really ran away? He had, afterall, once been her best friend. But now, things were so different. She had children and a failed marriage, and she had no idea what he was like now. She typed his name into the search box. Wow there were alot of Jason Masters on this website. As she scrolled through the pictures, she remembered their childhood spent together, camping in the back garden, paddling in the stream and picking blackberries. Suddenly, there it was. His picture. She couldnt forget his features, his dark eyes and scar on his cheek from falling out the tree that time. She clicked ‘add as friend’. All that she had to do know was wait. And boy, what a wait it was!
3 weeks later she checked her messages and found one from Jason. Just a general message. As she flicked through his photographs there was no significant woman, no children, just Jason. Gorgeous Jason. As she replied to his message she was getting butterflies in her stomach. For the next couple of weeks, their messages were flying back and forth, becoming increasingly flirty. Jason suggested they meet up, and catch up properly. As luck would have it, Brie’s job was taking her to her old town where Jason still lived for a few days. They arranged a date for dinner, and soon it was upon them.
Brie felt stupid. She was going to dinner with her oldest friend. It was dinner with a friend, not a potential boyfriend. Still, she was nervous and didnt know what to wear. She treated herself to some sexy underwear and a short, floaty summer dress that showed off her cleavage and legs.
She waited outside the restuarant, and as soon as she saw Jason her legs turned to jelly. He was gorgeous, he had definately turned into a fine man. And he didnt think she was half bad either. If only she had known how hard her pictures had got him, and how many times he had wanked thinking of her lips around his cock. Seeing her in the flesh again brought these feelings to light and he could feel himself getting aroused, and it didnt go unnoticed. Brie had seen the bulge in his trousers grow and it made her moist.
Dinner flew by, the conversation flowed, as well as the wine. They had forgotten their nerves and the fact that they hadn’t seen each other for almost half their lives. Halfway through their dinner, Brie had whispered to Jason that she had decided against wearing knickers that evening, this instantly made his penis spring to attention again. He told her how turned on she made him, and she slipped her foot from her shoe and gently stroked his cock with her foot.
By the end of dinner it too much for both of them. Brie invited Jason back to her hotel, but he didnt want to take advantage. She offered to get on her knees and beg. This was enough to convince him. The taxi ride back to the hotel was hell, both of them wishing the driver would hurry up and get them there so they could satisfy their hungry needs.
Back at the hotel, they pretty much ran to her room. As soon as they were inside, he pushed her up against they wall, kissing her roughly on the mouth. She fumbled with his belt and zip. He pulled her dress up around her waist and she wrapped her legs around his waist. He lowered her down onto his big hard cock, and fucked her hard against the wall. Damn her juicy wet pussy was tight, felt amazing around his shaft. He grabbed her tits and sucked on her nipples greedily. She was biting on his neck which was turning him on so much. Jason carried Brie over to the bed, layed her down and started pumping her wet cunt. Then they rolled over so she was riding him hard. Her breath was catching and she knew she was going to cum. He told her to wait for him, it wouldnt be long. Soon, they both shuddered to an amazing orgasm. Her juices flowed over his cock, and she could feel him shoot deep inside of her.
She climbed off, and started sucking his cock, licking up their mixed cum at the same time. She turned around so her wet mound was in his face. He started to lap at her pussy tasting their cum. His tounge felt amazing darting over her clit, he certainly knew how to drive her wild! He flipped her over and drove his hard cock into her pert arse. She yelped in pain as he took her by surprise, but soon she was getting into it. Jason pulled her hair as he was fucking Brie’s bum. She begged him to fill her up again. He reached around and grabbed at her breasts. He slipped out of her bum and straight into her pussy which was nice and tight again. The friction of his long hard shaft against her was almost too much to bear. Jason was close to cumming. He started moaning loudly, slowing down, breathing deep in her ear. As he filled her pussy once more, it was enough to push her over the edge and she let out a whimper as she felt herself cum. They colapsed on the bed, both completely knackered, their breathing heavy.
The next thing Jason knew, it was 6.30am; they had fallen asleep where they had colapsed after their amazing sex. He gave Brie a tender kiss goodbye, and told her he’d ring her. She was convinced he wouldnt, that the night before had just been a one off, but he promised her.
Later that day Brie returned to her town. She didnt know whether to play it cool and wait for Jasons call, but truth be told she was panicking. Why hadnt he rung her by now? She didnt need to worry about anything though. The following evening, there was a knock at her door. She opened it and there stood her Jason. He told her he couldnt get her out of his head. She felt the same, grabbed him, kissed him hard, and told him to take her to bed.

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Sex In the Shower and Sauna

Three young sisters and a guy get sexually aroused at their gym under the showers and in the sauna – Yes, it does take a bit of time to get going

MY BOss MR Pradhan

“Please let me go, Sir. I don’t want you to rape me and I don’t want you to fire me.” I was nearly crying now, “If you let me go I won’t tell anybody.”

The Family Reunion

I really didn’t want to attend the family reunion this year. I was the oldest of all of my cousins and always ended up babysitting the smaller ones, fighting off the older ones and having a real bad time. I begged my parents but to no avail. I was attending and there was no way out of it. “This year would be different,” my mom said. That’s what she said last year.
I was almost an adult now; well I was 15 this year and that made me an adult. Well, okay, if not an adult, then too old to babysit anyway and I talked my mom into assigning one of the older girls to take on that responsibility. Let one of them graduate into that chore, I had some serious eating to do this year to fill out my hollow leg. You see, I was a typical 15 year old young man ready to experience life but too young to know what to do. So I thought that I would stand around, look terribly bored and eat a lot.
We were to meet out at Uncle Elmer and Aunt Julie’s farm this year since it was their turn to host the annual affair. They owned a wheat farm and had a small brood of kids, some of which I babysat last year and were really quite a nice family. All of Daddy’s brothers and sister would be there and that meant a lot of kids; twenty three to be exact.
Of the twenty three, I was the oldest; there were my twin sisters, four years behind me. I had one boy cousin who was 13 and his twin sister and they had a sister. Then there was a gaggle of little girls ranging in age from 5 up to 11, a couple of boys under 5 and three babies. All in all, our family totaled 35 counting my Grandpa and Grammy.
We always met on the 1st Sunday of September, before school started yet after the harvesting season. Sometimes we met at the park down by the river but mainly we tried to meet at one of my uncles’ houses. This year, as I mentioned, it was at the farm.
The day of the reunion came and the five of us traveled by car to my uncle’s place and arrived a little early so we helped my aunt set up the tables and such and it sometimes left me alone with the food to sample and taste. There was one thing about my family, we had some real good cook and they all loved to show off at the reunion with their specialties. That was one reason I loved to come, especially now since I wasn’t the designated babysitter any longer.
Everyone began to straggle in and the games were on. The men got in a circle and talked about crops, politics and the upcoming football season, while the women flocked around the kitchen tables, busily preparing the food for everyone. The little kids were busy running in circles, playing some active game while the older ones looked on not knowing whether to join in with the little ones or find something else to do. They mostly just stood around doing nothing.
I noticed my 13 year old boy cousin had his eye on my twin sisters and was prowling around her, not knowing what to do, but obviously wanted to go up and talk to her. I chuckled at his infantile attempt to converse with her. My gosh, why didn’t he just go up and talk to her. He used to talk to her all the time and think nothing of it. Now he was 13 and you’d think that he was meeting her for the first time or something, Kids!
I started looking around for his twin sister, not really noticing if I had seen her yet. They were the closest to my age and last year we hung out together, when I wasn’t babysitting and I got to know her pretty well. She wore her long hair in pigtails last year and could out run her brother in a second. I was just about to go over and ask him where his sister was, when I spotted her coming out of the house carrying a dish full of food.
I stopped and stared; I know my mouth must have flown open. This wasn’t my cousin was it? What happened to the little tomboyish girl in pedal pushers that could run circles around most boys? What happened to the little pigtailed, flat chested girl who could play softball, football and wrestle with the best of them? My gosh, she had grown up into a young lady and she was dressing and acting the part quite well.
She had grown some in height and was about 5’ or so and had gained some weight, but mainly she had started to fill out in all the right places. First of all, she wore her hair down around her shoulders, loosely contrasting the white dress with the light brownness of her mane. The line led directly to her chest area which blossomed out into the nicest 13 year-old protrusion imaginable. You could tell that they weren’t too big, just nicely shaped and protected by the outline of the white bra encasing them.
My eyes followed the line of her body downward to her firm, athletic tummy and her shapely hip flare. She was developing an hourglass figure at the age of 13 and I was in shock. Placing the dish down on the table, she glanced up at me and smiled a blushing little smile and turned her red face downward and turned back towards the house. I could make out the slightest hint of her panties as she walked away from me. My cock began to swell as I edged over and took another olive from the dish.
I wondered inside to the kitchen and tried to act nonchalant, but my mere presence told everyone that cared that I had something on my mind. I stood over by the interior door leading to the dining room and turned to watch as she left with another dish. This time I could see her silhouette in the sunshine of the outdoors through the thin cotton material of her dress and I almost gasped with shock. I could see the outline of her panties, they were white and they were hip huggers. They stood out plainly against her pink skin of her legs and tummy. My erection continued to grow as I made my hasty exit out of all of the women folk and right behind her.
I walked up behind her and said, “Well hi Cuz. I didn’t recognize you at first you’ve grown so much. You’re looking real good,” I said, flattering her, the best I could. She just turned beet red with embarrassment and stumbled out a “thank you” and hurried back towards the house. I thought that this could turn out to be a pretty good family reunion after all.
Everybody was called to dinner and as 35 people gathered around the table, the noise level got louder and louder. We were all joking, eating and talking all at once. I sat across the table from Peggy and kept up my gazing at her whenever I thought she wasn’t looking. Every once in awhile, she would look in my direction and, seeing me looking at her, smile and quickly look away; generally brushing.
After we ate our fill, we cleaned our places by stacking our plates in a bucket and I meandered over to the mowed field and all the uncles and willing kids, started up a ball game. I noticed her sitting on a wooden fence near the field and I walked up behind her. “Not going to play?”” I asked.
“Not in this,” she said raising her skirt just a little.
“Yeah, I guess not. I’m so full I think that I’m going to pass also. Want to go for a walk and get rid of some of that dinner?” I inquired.
“Sure,” she said and scooted off the fence and joined me on the other side. We walked past the barn and down to the river. We walked along in silence for awhile and then she said, “You know of course, that all us girls had this big crush on you don’t you? I mean we all had these fantasies about going for a walk with you. Now, after I’ve grown out of it, you asked me to go for a walk. Funny isn’t it?” she said shyly.
I was completely taken off guard by her comment. I had no idea who those cousins were or that I was the subject of their fantasies. I thought for a moment and then I said, “You really had fantasies about going for a walk with me?” I asked.
“All of us girls had a crush on you Cuz, but like I said, I’ve grown out of it,” she added.
About that time, we came to a small creek that we needed to cross, so I hopped over and grabbed her hand and helped her over. She came to a stop standing right next to me as I held on to her hand and pulled her close to me. I looked down at her and asked, “So how long ago did you have this crush on me?”
She was startled by either the question, my stance right next to her or maybe both; because she looked down instantly and started to blush. She didn’t answer the question but continued to looking at my hands holding hers. Then she slowly looked up at me and said shyly, “I guess I have never really gotten over the crush,” and looked back down at her hands. She never tried to remove her hands from mine and she never tried to move herself from standing right in front of me. She just stood there, waiting for me to make the next move.
I thought long and hard about my next decision. I wanted to make sure it was the correct one. It seemed like a long time before I raised our hands up to her face where she released it and I cradled her soft little chin in my gentle touch. Then I bent down and kissed her gently on the lips. She closed her eyes and kissed me back. I inched my way forward and moved my other hand around to her back. I tenderly pulled her into me as I kissed her fully on the mouth.
She moved her lips slightly apart as she hugged me back and drew me into her body. I got turned on feeling her body against my own and pressed it fully onto her. This shocked her into moving away from me as she let go of her hug. She looked down again and I could see her embarrassment showing on her neck. She gazed up at me and said, “That wasn’t part of my fantasies,” and started to smile a little.
“It is part of mine,” I inserted.
“I didn’t know you had a fantasy about me,” she said.
“I just started one,” I said with a smile as I took her hand with mine again.
She looked down at her hands and then up into my eyes and asked, “Where does your fantasy take us from here?”
It took me awhile to know what was next and during the time it took to figure it out, I began to walk with her again down to the river. We walked hand in hand for another silent minute or two and as we made the crest of the embankment that led down to the river bank, I knew how my fantasy was going to end or I hoped it would anyway.
I stopped on the sandy beach of the river and stood right before her. I dropped her hand and moved my fingers up to the buttons on my shirts and started unfastening them. She looked on with a shocked and embarrassed look on her face. When I reached the bottom button and I removed my shirt from my body, the look on her face had started to turn to panic.
My hands went slowly down to my trousers and started on the button and zipper and then I slid them off of my butt. They dropped to the ground and I stepped out of them. I kicked off my sandals and was standing before her in my boxers, with my erection tenting out the front. She looked on with disbelief and apprehension wondering if I expected her to be next.
I looked at her with questioning eyes. We knew what the question was, but neither one of us knew what the answer would be. I slowly reached my hands down to the waistband of my boxers and slid them down to the ground, exposing my stiff cock to her unbelieving eyes. She swallowed hard but she never removed her eyes from their target. She swallowed again and hesitantly and almost inaudibly asked, “What are you doing?”
“I just got undressed and now I’m going to get you undressed,” I said and reached for her buttons on the front of her dress. She didn’t say a word. She didn’t say “Stop” and she didn’t say “Okay”. She just stood there, almost not breathing, swallowing hard at every advancing button that I undid, until my hands were caressing her tummy muscles. My touch was causing her to quiver as I ran them up over her shoulders, taking the top of her dress with them.
She closed her eyes as she fought for her breath. I pulled the garment free of her arms and let it gather at her waist. Her white bra, holding up her tender young breasts; shown brightly in the afternoon sun. Looking at her quivering tender body, half undressed, made me want to rip the rest of them off. But I managed to control myself and started to slowly raise her skirt up towards her hips. I slid my hands along her outer thighs, feeling her soft skin up to her panties. They were cotton, they were white and they held her hidden treasure that longed to be explored.
When I finally reach her hips and taking the entire dress up and over her head, she aided me by raising her arms into the air. The fact that she helped me did not go unnoticed by me and as I found a small bush to lay it down upon, I reached out and tenderly started caressing her shoulders. Her eyes were still closed and her breath was labored but when I removed the straps down over her shoulders onto her upper arms, she couldn’t stop a high pitched little moan as it escaped her mouth.
Ever so slowly, I ran the back of my fore fingers up under the cups of her bra. Catching them right at the straps, I slowly pulled them down, exposing her small little breasts to the sunlight. They were exquisite. They had small, puckered areolas, topped off with tiny pointing nipples. They were perfectly shaped and asked to be fondled. Twirling the bra around her tummy, I undid her white padded bra and tossed it over on top of the dress.
Standing up once again, my mouth was agape at the sight of my gorgeous young cousin, dressed in only her white cotton panties, standing there with her eyes closed waiting for my next move. I could have died right there and then and been happy looking at that sight. She opened her eyes and looked back at me as she bit her lower lip. Then she did the unthinkable, she lowered her hands down to her waistband and slid panties over her hips in a slow but defiant action
As they cleared her pubic mound to expose her small, light brown triangle to my sight, it was my turn to inhale audibly. Sliding them over her legs to the ground, she kicked them off and placed them on top of the pile of her clothing. She then stood back up as we inspected each others naked bodies. My heart was racing and I’m sure hers was too.
I took the first step forward and reached out and took her by the hand. Leading her over to a small patch of grass I sat down and pulled on her hand until she joined me there on the ground. She had her legs curled up under her as she fought the temptation to shyly cover her exposed body. But it was unless and with my assistance, she lay back on the grass looking up into my eyes. I smiled into her apprehensive eyes and she smiled back with a nervous little quivering of her lips and then as if she gave a sign of surrender, she closed her eyes and waited my move.
I reached out with my touch to tenderly caress her shoulder. Rubbing it softly with my fingertips, I gently moved the circles I was making to her breast bone, to her upper chest and then I barely touched her nipple. She jerked in an uncontrollable fashion, as she let out a small cry from her parted lips. I touched the other one and she scrunched up her shoulders to repel the sensation. Relaxing her shoulders again, she sighed rather loudly as I took one breast in its entirety in my hand and squeezed and massaged it gently.
I would put my palm on her breast and moved my touch up to her nipple and gently pinched it between my thumb and fore finger. One after the other, I would repeat and alternate this stimulation of her 13 year old breasts. With each one ending at her nipples, she was getting more and more aroused. Then I touched her down at her belly button with one hand and kept the other on her breast. Her muscles quivered as I made contact with a new sensitive spot. But when I lowered myself down and place my mouth upon her other breast and started my oral assault, she reacted almost violently.
I was now lying almost on top of her with my upper body, my mouth on her breast, my hand on the other one. My other hand was probing into her navel, but it had another destination in mind. So it started traveling downward over her abdomen and it felt the tickle of her pubic hair. She tensed up as I arrived down there, so much that I stopped and waited. A little whimper that I barely heard started my hand back down to its target. I, oh so lightly, brushed her hair between her legs as she once again cried out with anticipation.
I tickled the hair down there at her junction. She squirmed and jerked but slowly spread her legs just a little. It was enough to insert my finger between them and softly brush the velvety hair deep down where the sun never shines. She drew her legs up into a ball as she cried out with excitement and then spread her legs wide apart, begging me to stimulate her completely.
This I did firmly with one placement of my hand. Grabbing her by the crotch, I put my fingers into her slit while my palm pressed down on her clitoral area. She cried and moaned and raised her hips up to meet the pressure of my groping hand. My fingers were getting wet from the expulsion of fluids from her vagina where I had placed them and as I slowly inserted one into her opening, she suddenly tensed up and stopped breathing completely.
I slid my finger into the tight confines of her virginal canal. I slid it in to the first knuckle and then the second. Somewhere between the second knuckle and fully buried, it was stopped by a membrane that covered the entrance to the womb. She stiffened once again but started to relax as I withdrew my intrusion from her vagina. The walls almost spat out my finger during its withdrawal and I wondered how tight it would feel around my cock.
As she was starting to relax from the vaginal assault with my finger, I rubbed my thumb up her slit and made contact with her clitoris. This sent her into a crazy, convulsive gyration and she started humping with her hips. All of this stimulation was driving me wild and I knew my time was limited. So I moved over to place myself between her legs as she tensed up with the realization of what was about to happen. She did not move, she did not object, she just lay there, waiting timidly and expectantly.
I inserted my thumb into her opening, just to stimulate it once more and to see if she was well lubricated. The first sign of pre-cum had oozed out of my cock so I placed it right at the opening and started my intrusion. It took only an inch or two before she cried out in pain. I stopped and waited and then I applied a little more pressure. I had to stop two more times before I reached her hymen. Feeling the barrier, I stopped, retreated an inch or so, and then pressed forward with enough force to break through into her womb.
She cried out in pain but allowed me to penetrate beyond the membrane. Then she begged me to stop and let her catch her breath. I waited until I had her permission to continue and with one more deep thrust, I bottomed out. Her walls were incredibly tight around my cock. I could feel her every muscle as she contracted and released the intruder. The sensation was driving me near the brink but I had to restrain my desires.
We were coordinating our rhythmic movements now, slowly withdrawing and penetrating deep within her vagina. As I slid in, the walls would continue to fight me but gave in more and more to the intruder until finally they loosened up and permitted my onslaught to proceed. Over and over we moved in unison as we brought the intercourse to a lively slamming of our crotches together. I could tell she was gaining on the orgasm and I knew that I was about to burst. I picked up the pace and force of my intrusions and that seemed to do it for her because she suddenly stiffened up and forced a gigantic release from her vagina as she flooded my cock with her fluids.
I could hold it back no longer as I joined her in the thrill of ecstasy by expulsing my semen deep within her womb. I could feel it splash onto her walls and ricochet back on my cock. Our juices mixed into a slick goo that spread out of her onto our pubic areas. We both collapsed from exhaustion as I slowly deflated and slid out of her. We lay there for a few minutes, trying to catch our breaths and enjoying the afterglow.
I bent my head down and kissed her right on her lips. She coyly kissed me back and then, reaching around and grabbing me by the butt, pulled my deflated cock to her wet crotch as she humped away in jest. We both giggled and faked getting turned on and really doing it. She said finally that we needed to get back to the reunion before we were missed and I agreed, so we got up and splashed some water on our private parts to clean up the mess we had created, put on our clothes and headed back towards the house and the games that the family was playing.
That was our first encounter of love making, both together and individually but it was not our last. We got lucky with the first, she didn’t get pregnant but we would have to watch it from now on. I never professed any love for my cousin or she for me, but I can say that I loved making love with her and I think she could say the same thing.

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I’m trying to write an erotic piece that doesn’t really have sex in it.

Seducing The School Janitor

Readers of my stories may recognize my writing style. Kayla is a good friend of mine. She asked for my help in putting her story in print. Kayla’s story is an incredibly descriptive tale, all true she tells me. It is sort of her coming of age story. I wrote it almost exactly as she told it, so much so that I felt I needed to give her full credit for it. Greg

A Tragic Love (Part 3)

This is part three, If you want to catch up on what is happening here is the link to the first: http://stories.xnxx.com/story/56813/A_tragic_Love and the second:http://stories.xnxx.com/story/56861/A_Tragic_Love_______%28Part2%29 Please comment and up vote if you like, part four will come along soon. 🙂 This is the original version, for those who want like my story for the plot development look for The Tragic Love (Part 4 – Hospital edition) It will be essentially the same, but it will be a section for when they go to the hospital to see Jake’s family. (no sex BTW)

The Paw I.

Landon is the rightful king, but what may come along with that title? Read on and find out!

At Your Service

Rick knws Carley is ready. Carley isn’t 100% sure. Carley’s mother is entirely against the idea.

Fishing with my Father Chapter 1

I think I am becoming an Exhibitionist, I am always thinking of ways to showoff, accidentally of course. I am determined to start flashing, and I thought I would start with little things and then get more adventurous as time went on. I also wanted somewhere that if someone does see me, they won’t know who I am. I don’t want to be know as the naked girl by my friends, although Cathy kids me about it already. Then the opportunity I was looking for happen.

Rachel’s Hookup

Rachel is a prostitute who has sex for pleasure. She meets a guy called Rick in a bar. Watch as the story unfolds…

Wet melodies – A bad craving

Hello again, I decided to try a different point of view, hopefully it’ll be different from what I’ve written and add a new zest that you’ll like~
*note: I do not condone forced sex in any manner, it’s just used as a fantasy here that should stay that way*
With that, enjoy!