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The Harshest Punishment

Walking home from school I often found my mind wandering to random places. Mostly how super powers would come in hand on the trip home, walking was so tiresome.
I opted to walk down the canal; it was much quieter, and nicer with deep bushes, trees, and ducks. Moreover, the surrounding area wasn’t a welcoming one, with chavs everywhere.
“Oi dicked!” a voice called from behind me… I spun round to see Jade, a girl from my year.
“Excuse me?” I replied, wondering what the sudden interaction was about.
“You hit my brother the other day!” she bellowed, now stomping towards me, aggression filling her face.
It was true, I did. But understand, this was her old brother… One of those lads who thinks they rule the world, and on one of the few days I decided not to walk the nice way home, he saw me as a target to look tough in front of his friends. Suffice to say I laid the smackdown on his candy ass and thought nothing more of it. I’m not the type to get into that, I just wanted to get home and write a story about a previous sexual encounter.
“Yeah, but he attacked me?” I exclaimed.
“I couldn’t give a shit, I’m going to knock fuck out of you.” She said… Now Jade is not the nicest of girls. She’s one of those rough girls that bullies all the other ones. She has an attractive figure, but I never cared to notice with her being so ‘ghetto’.
Never the less, this outburst didn’t fail to entertain me. I laughed whole-heartedly at the idea of this girl beating me up… A 6ft lad beaten by a short, slim girl… Hilarious! Or so I thought.
With a thud I got an intense pain to the side of my head, and my laughter stopped at once. She had punched me, and with that I realised why the other girls feared her. I was furious. With hand I lunged at her, grasping her by the throat and lifting her into the air by her bitchy little neck. Fear filled her face as my fist was ready and shaking to meet her head that was so brutally perched on my dominant grasp.
Realising what I was doing I let her down. My hear racing and head thumping in pain, I looked at her, “I’m so sorry…”
“I’m not” she said, furious, and lunged at me. She was punching, scratching, ripping out hair and tearing cloth. Overwhelmed I grabbed her slender frame and slammed her onto some grass; my hands holding the tops of her arms, and my body pinning her to the ground.
“Get the fuck off me!” she screamed in a vile tone.
Unwilling to rip her arms from her sockets, but too angry to her get away with it, my mind went wild thinking how I could show her I wasn’t standing for this, that I refuse to let her get away with it.
Before I could decide she was struggling to escape, her legs kicking wild. So stop her I let go of her arms for just a moment, and in that moment quickly grabbed her legs and wrapped that around myself, before grasping her wrists and pinning her down once again.
This was when I noticed, she was wearing only a skirt and blouse, the skirt hiding only a thong.
My eyes explored her body, most of which was now on display as her blouse and ridden up and skirt was folded up due to the erratic movement.
Because of the positioning, her pussy was touching my crotch, and she noticed this too. At that moment all I could think about was diving into her tight little hole. The sexual pressure had suddenly overcome me. A primal urge was taking over.
I placed both her wrists together and held them down with my left hand, while my right made its way down her side.
“Wh- What are you doing?” she asked, now sounding scared and confused.
I did not speak, only moved my hand down to her leg, then over her thigh and onto her quivering pussy. I felt it gently and she erupted with a physical array of struggle, almost breaking her wrists free. But I overpowered her and ignored her fruitless attempts at escape, and simply pulled her thong aside, unsheathing a well-kept little pussy. I stroked her labia and her entire body shook. I looked into her face with a serious look and the fear in her eyes multiplied. My eyes fixated on hers I stoked her labia a few more times before forcing a finger into her opening.
She gasped and screamed. I made no effort to cover her screams; I knew they were quite hopeless. This route led almost right to my house and very few people ever came down here besides myself, she must have followed me to even know it existed.
I repeatedly plunged this finger in and out as she screamed “Help! Let me go! Let me go! Stop it!!”
Ignoring these I carried on, and eventually she stopped screaming, she knew it wasn’t going to help.
“Please stop. Pease, I’m sorry. Just let me go.” Her repeated pleads only made turned me on, making me feel so dominant and powerful.
I stopped plunging my finger in her and she sighed, relief filled her face. However, this was short lived, once she realised my hand had gone from violating her, to unzipping my pants and unearthing my cock.
“No!” she screamed, “Stop! Don’t do this! Please.” Her eyes now filled with terror, she resorted to bellowing her lugs in fear “HELP! Someone help me!”
My cock was half erect and I stroked it on her pussy to entice it to full arousal. Once it was hard I stroked her a little more before positioning the head at her hole. With this, I looked into her eyes… She was now teary eyed, and had resorted to whispering pleas of forgiveness and to be freed.
I simply smiled and her and forced my hard cock into her. She screamed and the tears that had filled her eyes poured down her cheeks. With my hands holding her down I thrust aggressively inside her. She sobbed and looked away as I angrily punished her.
I released her wrist, which had now gone limp with acquiesce. With their release her hands made a pathetic attempt to push me away, but my then I had slid my arms under her and grasped her shoulders so make for easier pumping.
I cradled her like a rag doll that I tore apart with the vicious pumping of my cock.
I pumped and pumped until eventually I was ready to cum, at this point I pulled out of her, and wanked over her, eventually shooting my load over her, covering her belly and cloths in my steaming spunk. I wiped the residue from the event off my cock onto her legs and climbed to my feet.
She remained led there, her legs limp and body spunk covered. I put my cock away and fixed my clothing as best I could, before kneeling down to her head and kissing her on the forehead. I think stood and walked away…
Leaving her sobbing, violated and covered in spunk.

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Potential Part 4

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

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“Are you sure you know where you’re going?” asked Jen as Kevin turned off the highway onto an old dirt road.
“Quite sure,” he replied. Kevin is my older brother. He met Jen at school and they’d been seeing each other for a few months now. Summer vacation had just started and he said he knew of a nice place to go swim for the day to beat the heat. It sounded like a good idea at the time, but as we go further down this road, the woods aren’t the only thing that’s looking shady.
I look over at Cathy, sitting next to me in the back seat. Cathy is Jen’s younger sister; she’s the reason I’m along on this trip. She convinced Jen that it would be better to bring her along than leave her alone all day at home. I was brought along to keep her company.
My name is Mark. I’m the same age as Jen. Due to the oddities of the school districts, we went to different schools even though we live down the street from each other. It’s another oddity why Kevin and Jen didn’t bother to introduce us earlier.
She is looking around at the deep woods and the decrepit roadway. Then she notices me watching her and gives me a nice smile. I grin back. I’m never sure how to act around girls anymore. Last year, I could just ignore them. Now, I find the shape of their bodies and movements fascinating while at the same time being scared to death of interacting with them. Maybe that’s why Kevin never mentioned Cathy to me before.
“We’re here,” Kevin says as he drives his Jeep into an open clearing.
“Oh, wow! This is beautiful,” gasps Cathy as she looks around. The old dirt road we had been following opened up into a grass-covered clearing. Off that clearing is a still lake with a tall waterfall crashing into it on the far side.
“This used to be an old campground a dozen years ago, but it closed down and was forgotten,” Kevin explained. “It’s a nice quiet place, and the water is cool and good for swimming. A friend told me about it during graduation.”
As we all got out, Jen walked over towards Kevin and wrapped her arms around his neck. “Well, this is beautiful,” she said and gave Kevin a deep kiss.
I glanced awkwardly around and went to the back of the Jeep to pick up the basket and towels. Cathy turned towards the water on the other side of the clearing. She peeled off her shirt and shorts, revealing a yellow bikini. The color complemented her sandy-brown hair and her light skin nicely. I also noticed that she was curvier than I first thought. She looked back at me and shouted, “Race you to the water,” and took off towards the shore.
Kevin and Jen immediately striped down to their swimsuits and took off after Cathy. I was stuck holding the blankets watching them run off. I tossed the blankets in a pile in the middle of the clearing, peeled off my shirt, and ran after them. By the time I got to the edge of the water, Cathy was half-way across the lake, while the other pair was splashing water at each other in the shallows.
I swam out towards Cathy but when I got near the middle of the lake and lifted my head up, she was nowhere to be seen. Suddenly, I hear a “Got you!” from behind me as Cathy jumped on my back from behind, pushing me down under the water.
I tried to turn around and get back to the surface. I could see Cathy ahead of me and surfaced right next to her, drenching her with a splash. After the initial expression of shock crossed her face, we both started laughing. I particularly liked the way her chest bounced when she laughed.
We swam around the lake together, enjoying the cool water. The waterfall on the other side of the lake was really nice. It was so tall that the flow of water when reached the bottom was scattered enough that it was like being in a light rain shower. Under that shower, when we were swimming close together, she darted in and gave me a quick smooch, before swimming away out of reach.
“Want to head to shore for a snack,” I offered, hoping to make some use of that basket of treats I’d been forced to carry.
“Sure,” Cathy said.
We reached the shore and the pile of towels that I dumped. As I toweled off, I realized that we hadn’t seen Kevin or Jen in a while. As I looked around, I saw Cathy over by the edge of the clearing, near some bushes. She was waving in my direction, and as I started towards her, she indicated to be quiet.
“What’s up,” I asked quietly when I got over to her. Cathy pointed towards a gap in the bushes and I looked through.
Behind the bushes in a small clearing, I could see Kevin and Jen. Jen was lying flat on her back. Her bikini top was untied and lying to either side of her generous breasts. Kevin was kneeling over her, holding both breasts with his hands, kneading them slowly. As we watched, he bent down and started licking one of her tits. Jen’s head was slowly rolling back and forth and you could hear little sighing sounds coming from her.
Both of us were watching with rapt attention and breathing faster. “Are they supposed to be doing that?” I asked.
“I wonder what that would feel like,” Cathy mumbled.
Her comment broke my reverie. “What?”
“Why don’t you try it? I know how you’ve been looking at my tits.”
Well, why not? I reached out towards her breasts, taking one in each hand. I could feel their weight and firmness, even through the damp bikini top. There was also a hard point right in the middle. Cathy gasped sharply when my thumb ran over that bump. I jerked my hands away at the noise. “Are you okay?”
“Fine… it was just intense,” she nodded. “Keep doing it.”
I put my hands back over her tits, giving them little squeezes. After a moment, Cathy reached back and untied the string holding the top on. The material fell away in my hands and then onto the ground. My hands were now directly on her tits and it felt much smoother and warmer. I could see the little pink circles in the middle with the tiny nipple points sticking up. It’s odd how the nipples could be so hard when the rest of the breast was so soft.
I leaned down towards one of the nipples, watching for any signs of disapproval from Cathy, and put my mouth around her left nipple. She gave another gasp as my tongue touched her skin, and sucked on the nipple point.
Cathy wasn’t sitting idle during this either. I felt her hands move down my body towards my swim trunks. When her hand glanced against the bulge of my cock, I instinctively jumped back.
Cathy motioned back towards the bushes and I looked over. Kevin was kneeling straight up now, with Jen sitting up in front of her. She had pulled his trunks down to his feet and was moving her hands all over his cock which was sticking straight out in front of him.
I was sitting on the ground now and Cathy crawls over towards me and says, “Let me see too. Is yours that large too?” She reached out towards me, her tits hanging in front of my face, mesmerizing me, and grabbed the waistband of my trunks, pulling them off me.
My cock sprang out in front of me. Maybe it wasn’t quite as large as Kevin’s (just like Cathy’s tits weren’t quite as large as Jen’s), but this close, it seemed to make quite the impression on Cathy. She seemed as uncertain about what to do with it as I had about her tits. Cathy reached one of her hands out and touched the tip, flinching back when this caused my cock to twitch involuntarily.
Cathy looked back at what Jen was doing and then reached out her hand and put it around. “It’s so soft,” she said, “but so hard at the same time.” Her hand started slowly moving up and down the outside. I was leaning back, just taking in the feel of this. It felt way better than when I touched it myself.
I could feel myself getting close to cumming though, and I didn’t want to freak Cathy out. Instead, I sat forward and ask, “Can I see yours too?”
Cathy clearly looked reluctant and I could see her mulling things over in her mind. She still had a hold of my cock though, slowly pumping it. Then she came to a decision, smiled at me, pushed the bottom down her legs and sat down on the towel that we were drying ourselves with earlier.
I leaned forward and looked down between her legs. I hadn’t seen a pussy before and I didn’t really know what to expect. There was thin brown hair around the opening. I tentatively reached out and touched the slit and found it very hot and very slick. As I stroked up and down, Cathy’s hips squirmed around.
As my finger reached the top of the slit, I felt a little bump. When I touched it, I heard a loud gasp from Cathy. “Right there…” she said. “Not too hard.” As I rubbed my finger around in circles, I could feel even more wetness leaking from her, making my finger very slick. “Not too hard,” she said.
I looked up from her pussy up the rest of her body. Cathy was breathing quite rapidly. Her tits were heaving up and down on her chest, and she was rolling her head slowly back and forth, the same way Jen was earlier. That reminded me of our siblings, so I glanced back over across the bushes.
“Cathy, sit up and look at this,” I said. We could see Kevin was on top of Jen now, both lying flat on the ground. Kevin’s ass was bobbing up and down, causing Jen to slide a little bit back and forth.
“Are they…” Cathy asked.
“I think so. They certainly look like they’re enjoying it.” My finger, which was still at Cathy’s pussy, stroked up and down a few more times, as I asked, “Do you want to try it too?”
Cathy paused and slowly said, “Do you think we should?”
“Not any more than Jen should,” I replied. Actually, I was pretty sure we shouldn’t, but I didn’t want to stop now.
Cathy appeared to be pondering. “Will it fit?” she asked, as she put her hand back on my cock.
“Let’s find out,” I said, as I laid her back on the towel. I lay down on top of her. The tip of my cock brushed against her pussy, causing both of us to gasp at the contact. I rubbed the tip up and down the opening and then pushed in.
It was a very tight fit. Even though I felt like I was pushing so hard, and everything felt so slick down there, it was barely sliding in. I looked up and could see Cathy wincing in discomfort. “It won’t fit… it won’t fit…” she muttered.
Now, I wasn’t about to stop after getting this far, so I pulled back a little bit and then pushed in hard again. This time, I felt something give and suddenly most of my cock slid deep inside. Cathy screamed out at the penetration. “Are you okay?” I asked, buried inside her, but not moving.
She lay there, looking back at me. Her breathing became more regular. “It fits,” she said, smiling at me. “It really hurt when you went in, but it’s better now. I feel so full!” I was marveling in the sensation myself – it felt so warm and tight inside her. I could feel a squeezing sensation and it seemed to undulate when she moved or talked.
It looked like Cathy had recovered, so I slowly pushed back and forth. The sensation of my cock sliding in and out of her felt so intense. Very different from when I touched myself. I could tell that Cathy was similarly overwhelmed, as she started moaning and rocking in time. “I had no idea it could feel so good,” she gasped.
It was getting easier to move in and out. It felt like her insides had loosened up a little for me. I started moving faster and Cathy wrapped her legs around my back, pushing me deeper and deeper with each thrust. As the pace increased, I could feel that familiar tingling in my cock and I knew it was time.
I gave one final push deep inside her and felt a large jolt as my cock squirted a large jet deep inside her. “Oh!” Cathy started as she could feel the twitching. I gave another push into her and another twitch marked a second squirt of my juice into her. A third push and a third squirt followed. At this point, I was just resting as deep inside her as I could, feeling the remaining pulses of my cock deliver the last bits of cum into her waiting womb.
Cathy kept moving underneath me, thrashing about. I could tell that her moment came, as she was moaning and panting, while thrusting her pelvis up at mine, trying to get my cock even deeper inside her.
We just lay in each other’s’ arms, letting the sensation of our orgasms pass. I had never felt anything so intense before and I don’t think Cathy had either. “That was wonderful,” she said to me. “We have to do this again.” I couldn’t agree more.
Then we both heard a voice from above us that put the shock of reality back into us. “What have our little brother and sister been up to?”

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harry potter revisited 7,8,9

Voldemort’s Revenge
Harry was standing in a dimly lit room with Voldemort and Malfoy (Drako) standing in front of him. Malfoy was naked against the wall with chains holding his arms into the air. Another two chains on either side spread his feet apart. Harry looked around and noticed he was in a sort of dungeon used for tortures.
“You failed me Drako. If it had not been for Snape,” Voldemort nodded at Harry, “Dumbledore would still be alive. Although you did find a way for my death eaters to get into the castle. For that I will not kill you but, I do have to set an example out of you.”
Harry realized at once that he was inside of Snape’s head. Harry found this odd considering Snape was great at Occlumency. Harry put this out of his mind and paid close attention to Voldemort. Voldemort then seemed to pull a nine-tail whip out of nowhere. He raised it above his head and brought it down across Malfoy’s chest. Malfoy looked as though he was going to scream out but he held it in. Voldemort raised the whip again brought it down in the other direction. The two whips left a cross on Malfoy’s chest. Harry started felling sorry for him then remembered Malfoy was the main reason Dumbledore was dead.
A third time the whip was brought down, then a fourth. Voldemort then laid down his whip and took out his wand. Harry then saw Malfoy drop to the ground as the chains released him. Voldemort lead Malfoy over to a table in the middle of the room. Malfoy was made to lie on top of it face down. Chains sprang up out of nowhere and held Malfoy into place. There was one around his waist, another around the top of his back and a third one holding his legs down.
Harry/Snape mover around to the front of Malfoy and took his dick out and shoved it into Malfoy’s mouth. He opened his mouth willingly because he knew his master was watching him. Voldemort took his wand and shoved it into Malfoy’s ass and left most of it sit inside. Without any words, Harry figured he did it nvbl., the wand started spinning around in his ass. Malfoy sucked harder on the cock in his mouth, probably trying not to scream.
Snape felt a build up in his balls and grabbed the back of Malfoy’s head and shot his load deep into his throat. Voldemort then pulled his wand out of Malfoy’s ass and gave it a real wipe down before releasing him. Malfoy just laid there as Harry and Voldemort walked into the other room talking.
“So is everything set at Hogwarts for my arrival?” Voldemort asked Harry.
Harry Felt himself responds but it was not his words being spoken, “Yes my lord. Your spy had no problems getting in and I am receiving regular reports. Harry Potter showed up but, I have been informed he and his troublesome friends are set to leave tomorrow for Godrics Hallow. So he should not be any trouble for you.”
After Voldemort turned and left with a smile on his face, a death eater Harry did not recognize walked in. His cock was still hanging out in the open from earlier and she just dropped to her knees and stuck it in her mouth. He felt the same sensation her felt with Ginny but this was better, much better. She seemed to know what she was doing because his cock grew faster and harder than before.
Harry rocked his hips in and out of her mouth as he grabbed a hold of her head and gently fucked her face. With each stroke he made it deeper and deeper down her throat until he felt her nose come in contact with his hair. She picked up speed and drank his entire cock each time. He reached down and cupped her breasts in his hand careful not to interrupt her. She had nice big round breasts with hard nipples sticking up so he took each on in between his fingers and gave them a gentle squeeze.
She stood up and placed her ass on top of the cool, metal table with a little surprised jump. He walked in between her legs and positioned his cock at the opening. He pushed as hard and fast as he could in and out of her pussy. Her back made a squeaking noise, along with the metal sliding on the stone floor, there was noise bouncing off every wall with echoes. He knew some one could hear him but he did not care so he pushed harder and faster.
He grabbed her hips and slammed into her as hard as he could spilling his cum into her womb. He pulled out and walked away leaving her there like nothing had happened. He walked into a room across from the old one and went over to the sink. He looked down at the water basin and splashed a little water on his face before looking up. There was a mirror staring him in the face but, it was not his face it was Snape’s.
“Enjoy your self Harry? Now get out.” Snape said to the mirror.
Harry woke with a jerk which made his cock slide out of Ginny. Harry thought that there would be no reason to go to Godrics Hallow, there would probably be an ambush waiting there for him. He fell asleep to the thought of what he was to do now. Should he stay at Hogwarts and wait for Voldemort to come to him or should he seek out Voldemort and kill him before he had a chance to get to the school. He would have to discuss it with Ron and Hermione in the morning. Harry also wondered why Snape had allowed Harry into his mind. Was this part of the whole plan or what?
The next thing Harry felt was Ginny getting off his lap and he heard catcalls from other students. Harry had left his glasses on when he fell asleep so he just had to open his eyes. He saw students walk past staring at him and exiting through the door. Ron and Hermione jumped up and quickly ran to the dorm room while Harry and Ginny did it slowly. After getting dressed they all met down in the common room.
“Who is head of Gryffindor now that McGonagall was now head mistress?” Harry asked Hermione because she was the only one who actually listened.
“Her name is prof. Watson and she is the new defense against the dark arts teacher. A prof. Radcliff will be taking over Transfiguration.” Hermione told him.
Harry just lowered his head in acknowledgment and told them that he wanted to miss breakfast and head out to the black lake because he had something to discuss with them. They headed out the front door and down to the lake where Harry explained to them what he had dreamt.
Hermione spoke up first, “It has to be a trick. Why would Snape show that to you? That has got to be their plan to keep you here so you don’t go looking for them.”
Ron looked at her for a second and responded, “But what if it’s not a trick what if that was their plan and there is someone here at Hogwarts helping out Voldemort.”
Both Ron and Hermione had gotten used to saying Voldemort without much fear.
“He can’t be that powerful if you can keep defeating him, no offence.” Ron had told him over the summer
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They all sat there contemplating on what to do next.
After a while, Ginny spoke up, “I think you all should stay here and,”
Hermione interrupted her in mid sentence, “Yeah we all know what you want already”
Ginny gave he a dirty look then started again, “Like I was saying, I think you should stay here and protect the school. What if it was real and they plan to attack the school now that Dumbledore is gone. Granted we do have all these teachers here but, the prophecy did say only Harry could defeat him. Plus we don’t know who the spy is so we have to really watch the new teachers.”
Harry thought Ginny had made some very good points and agreed with her. In the end, they had all agreed to stay at Hogwarts. Just then, Harry noticed a person walking out to the lake. Harry stood up and put his hand in his robe and wrapped it tightly around his wand. He then released it when he saw that it was Prof. McGonagall.
“Harry Potter I need you to follow me to my office. There’s some important items we have to discuss.” she told him.
She then handed Hermione, Ron and Ginny their schedules after checking Ginny’s o.w.l results. Ginny had also decided to become an auror. Harry then followed prof. McGonagall up to the castle and into her office, which had been changed from the likes of Dumbledore.
Dumbledore’s Will
Harry walked into the room and sat down in his regular chair. Harry looked up and saw Dumbledore’s portrait staring down at him. The portrait gave him a little smile and a wink. Prof. McGonagall went around to the back of the desk and sat down. After rummaging around for something, she pulled out a piece of parchment.
“We have found Dumbledore’s will and you were mentioned in It.” she began. After a moments pause she continued, “He left you a few of his belongings including the sword, pensive with a few bottles and this locked box. He stated in his will that you would be the only one able to open it.”
Harry thought this a little weird because Dumbledore did not tell him anything about opening a box. He just stared at it with a puzzled look on his face. After a few seconds of thought and examining the box McGonagall spoke up again.
“Now Harry I know that Dumbledore told you not to tell anyone about where you went that night.” McGonagall got up and walked around the desk to Harry.
She stopped in front of Harry and bent over putting a hand on each of the arms of the chair. Harry could see straight down her robes. Her breasts were small and perky and if Harry looked hard, he could see some sparse, dark hair down by her pussy. She seemed to notice where his eyes were but just stayed there.
Harry cleared his throat. “That’s right prof. there is only a couple of people that know and Dumbledore told me that they had the right to know but I should tell no one else.”
Harry said with a little dryness in his voice. McGonagall stood up and pulled her shoulders out of her robes. She then let the robes fall to the ground. Now for being 70, she the body of a 20 year old. A skinny, small breasted, light-tanned 20 year old but never the less. She then bent over and pulled Harry’s robes up past his cock, which was now as hard as it could get.
“Are you sure you can’t tell me?” she said but before Harry could give her a response she took it into her mouth.
Her mouth was nice and warm. She started moving her tongue around the head. Harry grabbed the back of her head and pushed her down onto his pelvis. He could feel her nose tickle the hair above his dick. Harry moved her head up and down as fast as he could get her to go. McGonagall released his cock and turned around sticking her ass in Harry’s face. Harry grabbed a hold of her hips and shoved his face between her cheeks. He drove his tongue into her hole and got a moan in response.
Harry had a decision to make should he stick it in her ass or her pussy. He felt her pussy juices drip onto his chin and decided he wanted the pussy. He grabbed her hips and brought he down and impaled as much as he could into her pussy. She started rotating her hips in a circle and was moaning loudly. This had caught the attention of the portraits, which were now staring at them. Harry heard a couple of comments like “Wow I wish I could have gotten away with that when I was in charge.” and even “Hey Dumbledore, he’s lasting more than you.” Harry thought this comment was a little weird but now McGonagall was sliding back and forth along his cock.
Harry could not stand it anymore and wanted to pound this pussy raw. He stood up and with out coming out of her pussy, he pushed her face down onto the desk. Harry grabbed her hips and pulled his dick most of the way out and pushed it as fast and as hard as he could. He moved him hips as fast as he could sliding his cock in and out of her pussy. She was drying out so Harry pulled his cock out to the edge of her pussy and spit onto his cock. He pushed back in which was a lot slicker than before.
Harry could fell the pressure building up in his balls. Harry then picked up speed and started pushing harder into her. They were pushing the desk into the back of the room and every other thrust they had to take a step. This felt so good to Harry that he did not want to stop moving but he knew that he was about spent.
Harry grabbed her hips and held her still as he unloaded his cum stream after stream into her, “Sorry prof. but I still can’t tell you.”
Harry gathered up his newfound positions and left back to the dorm room. He entered to it being deserted because of classes going on at the time. He sat the pensive down and realized he did not know how to use it. He had always been pulled out whenever he finished.
He searched through the box of memories and he came upon a note at the bottom that stated, “To return from whence you came, jump to the stars and things will be the same.”
He thought it a little weird be he kept that in mind. He started picking up bottles of silver liquid, which had been labeled, and read each of them. “Prophecy, Bob Ogden, Horcruxes (Slughorn) and one bottle labeled Minerva.” Harry knew the later one was prof. McGonagall’s first name. There were other bottles here but most of them Harry did not recognize the names on them. He took the locked box into his hand and examined it.
There were two side-by-side circles on the top with inscription right below it. It was in a language he did not understand. He just sat there staring at it when the door opened and Ron, Ginny and Hermione walked in and sat down next to him.
“So what did prof. McGonagall what with you?” Hermione asked him
Harry told her about the will and everything that was left to him.
“So he said only you could open the box?” Hermione asked.
Harry told her, “That’s what the will said anyways.”
Hermione just sat there thinking about what it could mean. Harry showed her the inscription on the top of the box and she did not know either. However, she did promise him that she would find out for him. Hermione stowed the box into her bag and set off for the library before her next class. Ron followed her to help her look in books. Harry and Ginny meanwhile went through the rest of the bottles of memories when they heard the bell ring for the next classes.
Ginny helped carry everything up to Harry’s bed and they went back down to their classes. Harry had different classes than Ginny so they went off into different directions. Harry took off for his D.A.D.A class. Ron was sitting toward the front of the room and flagged him down. Harry took his set right next to Ron. He looked around the classroom and it looked about half-full as usual. Harry heard the door close behind them and before he could turn around a hand was on his shoulder and the new teacher was standing there looking at him.
“This is you final year here at Hogwarts.” said prof. Watson as she continued to the front of the room “This year we shall be getting you ready for the outside as best as possible. Now I know some of you are heading off to auror training.” she gave Harry a little nod “and some will be heading other places. I hope each of you is a real tribute to where ever you end up. Now This will be your toughest year yet. We will be studying advanced magic and even some dark magic. Now for some practical magic. First off I will be teaching you how to repel Dementors.”
With this Harry, Ron and two other people snickered. Harry turned around and saw Cho and Neville sitting at opposite ends at the back of the room. Two of the several Dumbledore’s Army left in school. Either the rest passed through school or their parents decided it was to dangerous to send them back. Harry knew what they were laughing about; he had taught them the Patronus in their fifth year at school.
“And may I ask what is funny about Dementors?” prof. Watson asked them.
Harry figured since he was the one who taught them he decided to stand up.
“Well prof. I taught Ron sitting here and Neville and Cho back there” Harry nodded to them. “the Patronus two years ago. I had set up a D.A.D.A class so I could prepare people for Voldemort,” most people gasped at this and dropped quills “when we had a horrible teacher.” Harry held up the back of his hand.
She looked un-convinced with Harry’s story so she told him to produce the Patronus. Harry pulled his wand out of his robe, put the thought of him and Ginny in the bathroom into his head, and said aloud, “Expecto Patronus” and a silver stag erupted from the end of his wand and did a couple laps around the room and disappeared. Ron, Neville and Cho all stood up and produced their patronuses for the teacher. The rest of the classroom oohhed and awed at the site. Even the teacher looked impressed.
“Well then you four can help out with the rest of the class.” the prof. told them.
Considering there was only five other people to be taught they each took a partner. Harry got a Ravenclaw he had seen around school but never talked to. Neville was actually one of the first to be picked. A Hufflepuff with short red hair and was a foot taller than he was. Ron got a Gryffindor boy Harry had seen around in the common room and Cho got a tall stocky boy from Ravenclaw Harry had only seen a couple times. There was just one boy left and he was from Slytherin. The teacher got him.
After an hour, the teacher had called the class to a halt and told them all to practice. She then dismissed the class and asked Harry to stay behind for a second. Harry nodded to Ron and told him that he would meat up with him at lunch. After the door was closed Emma (prof. Watson) asked Harry to enter her chambers. Harry followed closely behind her and could smell blue berries emanating off her. Harry entered and closed the door behind him. He then sat down in a chair in the middle of the room. Emily walked around her desk and removed her robe to hang it up. She was wearing a white halter-top and a black skirt that went down slightly above her knees.
“I asked you in here because I wanted to ask you what you taught your friends so I can make some arrangements.” she told Harry but he had just noticed that he could see her nipples through her shirt.
Harry stared at her breasts while she gave him a puzzled look, followed his gaze and noticed her nipples plain as day. She looked back at Harry a notice he had built a tent inside his robe. She grabbed the bottom her shirt and raised it above her head. She had tits that would make Pamela Anderson jealous. Each breast was the size of Harry’s head. His jaw just dropped to the floor. Emma walked around the desk and shoved one of her breasts into Harry’s open, awaiting mouth and Harry complied with her. He took her nipple into his mouth and tried to see if he could milk it. When he found it was dry Harry took his tongue and erected her nipple. He took it in between his teeth and bit down hard enough to get a moan.
He raised her skirt and rubbed her clit with his finger. She was really getting wet now. So he slipped two of his fingers into her pussy and curled them to try to find her g-spot but was un successful. Emma pushed all the items off her desk and hopped up. Harry got down in between her legs and inserted three fingers. Even that did not seem to work until Emma grabbed his wrist and told him to ball up his fist. When he did, she shoved his hand deep into her pussy. Harry pulled and pushed his hand inside of as if it were a cock. She leaned back across the desk and bent her knees up so she could position her feet onto the desk.
“Faster! Show me why you are the chosen one.” she yelled out as Harry picked up speed and shoved his hand into her until he hit a wall and then retracted. After a minute or two, Emma grabbed his hand and held it still. Harry looked down between her legs and received a face full of cum. Harry was shocked because he had no idea that that could even happen. Harry withdrew his hand and considered putting his dick into her. It was just that if his fist would fit in her and he probably would not feel much pleasure with his cock.
Harry lifted her legs onto his shoulders and grabbed his cock, sliding it around her pussy to get it nice and wet. Harry positioned his cock at her ass hole and grabbed her hips. Harry pushed as hard as he could and it plopped it in. He got a pleasant moan from his teacher as he pulled back. He drove it home again and Emma arched the small of her back. He continued to pound away into her for what seemed like hours. In reality, he had not been at it for more then five minutes.
Harry sent stream after stream into her ass. When Harry withdrew his cock, his semen just flowed out of her ass. He pulled his robe back down and sat back into the chair as his teacher got up and threw her robe on. She walked around the desk, sat down and continued talking as if nothing had happened. Half an hour later he left her office, headed down to lunch, and sat next to Ginny. She then leaned over and gave him a kiss on the lips as she sniffed him.
“What’s that I smell?” She asked him and Harry got nervous because he figured she was smelling pussy on him.
She continued, “It smells like blue berries.” Harry felt relief and explained he was hit with some spray as he walked by a group of girls.
After lunch and a few classes in the after noon they all went to the library and sat down at one of the tables. They piled a stack of books in front of each of them with titles like, Ancient dialect and forgotten languages.” but were un successful. They set off for diner after dropping a few books off in their rooms. After diner how ever Harry was as tired as he had ever been and apologized to Ginny before heading up to bed. Ron stayed down stairs because he was still wide awake. After dressing and laying down he passed right out dreaming of Ginny and him in the bathroom.
Pensive Adventure
Life had gone on over the next couple of weeks. Harry and Ginny made a couple of trips to the prefects’ bathroom and a couple of times invited Ron and Hermione to join them. They still had no success with finding out what the writing was or even how to open the box. About a month after arriving at school the four of them decided to take a trip down to the lake. They all took their usual seats, Ginny and Hermione between Harry and Ron’s legs, and was taking turns examining the box. All of a sudden, a snake came slithering out of the water towards them. None of them looked worried and Harry told the snake to go back to the water.
Hermione had been holding the box and screamed, “Harry it glowed just now.”
Harry took the box from her and examined it carefully. It just looked the same to Harry as he twirled it around.
“It happened when you told the snake to go away so try talking in parseltongue to it.” Hermione told him.
Harry just shrugged and figured why not they had tried everything else. Harry say it down and in parseltongue told it, “open says me” Harry figured he would be comical about it. However, there was nothing comical about it, the box glowed a deep purple color. The writing on the box was now readable. It said, “yoU Seek rEvenge in The sHadows, fEel Love and yOu Could Kill voldEmorT”
Hermione reached into her back and pulled out a quill and a piece of scrap parchment and jotted down the words before they disappeared. Hermione sat there, read, and reread it repeatedly before gasping.
“Harry do you still have the locket you and Dumbledore thought was a Horcrux?” Harry told her it was up in his room. She started crossing off letters until “USE THE LOCKET” were the only letters left. They all jumped up and ran up into the castle. It was right before curfew so they had not came across anyone. “Dinglebit” they all said to the fat lady and climbed inside. Harry hurried up into his room and opened his truck to search for the locket. He had found it right next to the looking glass his godfather had given him. He hurried back down stair without putting anything back and sat next to Ginny.
Harry opened the locket and tried putting it onto each of the circles on top. The box popped open a crack, after a little jump from Ginny, Harry opened it up all the way. Inside was the actual locket, the ring Dumbledore wore last year and a piece of parchment rolled up. Harry grabbed the parchment and read it. After reading it, he decided to read it aloud after checking no one else was around.
“Harry if you are reading this then that means my plan is going as planed. I left you the ring and locket, which were the only two Horcruxes I found. Yes, I know you are thinking what that locket inside of the cave was. Regulas Black, Sirius’s brother, left that locket. I knew he had taken it but I need to take you to the cave for my plan to work. I had to appear weakened for when the death eaters attack the school. Regulas had taken it shortly before he was killed. I found the Horcrux locket in Grimmuald after Serious died. I know also that you are mad at Snape right now but you need not be. He killed me on my orders. He had made an unbreakable bond with Narcissa and if he had not killed me, he would have died. I made Snape promise me that he would carry it out if Draco could not do it. He is more important than I am for your survival.
Along with this box, I have left you the pensive and all the memories you need to find the other horcruxes. Three have been found already and four are left. One is in the Voldemort still walking around and Snape knows where the other three are. I believe in you Harry and you can kill Voldemort. You are the only one you can. Please stay at school and the rest will come to you in the following days.”
Harry finished reading the letter and looked around at everyone to get their responses. He could not see any; they just had blank expressions on their faces.
Finally Hermione spoke up, “So Snape killed him because he told him to. That must be why he was pleading with Snape when he killed him. He was begging for death so that Snape could live.”
Harry just stared at her and started registering what she had said. Snape was actually still good but how could Dumbledore do that. He was more important to him than Snape was. Snape hated Harry for what his father and godfather did to him in school. What had happened after school to make things change?
Everyone went off to bed alone tonight to ponder what they just found out. Harry sat on his bed thinking and he noticed the pensive sitting on the foot. He had put it there when he was looking for the locket. He pulled it close to him and peered inside. All he saw was water boiling on top. He reached off the bed and grabbed the box of memories. Harry started picking up each bottle and putting them to the side as he read them.
“Tom asks for job, Harry recalling Voldemort’s return, Snape’s remorse” Harry stopped with this one still in his hand and read it over. He grabbed at the cork, pulled it off, dumped it into the pensive and watched it swirl around inside. Harry then plunged his face into the cool liquid air. In and instant he was pulled inside and landed right next to Dumbledore. Harry felt a happiness come over him until he realized it was just a memory. Harry looked around and saw Snape sitting down across from them.
“If I had any idea what the prophecy meant I would never have told the dark lord. James and I have had our differences in the past but I did not want him dead. He saved my life and I must be grateful for that. Lily was the best person I knew, she always tried to befriend me when I was always so mean to her.” Snape then broke into tears and continued, “Pleas forgive me Dumbledore. I will do anything to make it up to Harry when he becomes of age. I am the reason he has to grow up without great parents.”
Dumbledore rose up and went over to Snape, he laid a hand onto his shoulder and told him, “I believe you have remorse for what you have done. Harry is going to need looking after until he comes to school. I have already taken the means of having lookouts posted and he is covered by old magic for protection. I need you to come to my school and teach.”
Harry knew the memory was over and thought about what he read. He bent slightly at the knees and gave a little push upward. He landed back on his bed in front of the pensive. He looked around and noticed everyone was still asleep. Harry decided to take another trip into the pensive. He went through the bottles until he came across, “Teaching Susan” Harry pulled the cork out and poured the contents into the pensive. Harry was standing next to Dumbledore behind his desk. There was a young girl of maybe 15 or 16 sitting across from them.
“You wanted to see me prof.” the girl said.
She was pretty with strawberry hair and nice firm breast Harry could see poking out her white, Weird Sisters, shirt. She had two little dimples in her cheeks and wore wand shaped earrings in her ears. Harry noticed a small mole sitting on her cheek, which just made her look better. It was like a beauty mark.
Dumbledore spoke up; Harry had forgotten he was even there, “Yes I wanted to talk to you about your O.W.L.S. It seems here that you want to be an auror but you failed D.A.D.A. So I wanted to talk to you about taking a different career path.”
She started crying, “I wanted auror, its all I’ve ever wanted to do since I was a kid. Everyone in my family are aurors and if I don’t get in ill be the disappointment of the family. Is there anything I can do to fix this?”
Dumbledore just sat there staring at her without speaking. She stood up and walked around his desk. Dumbledore rotated his chair se he was looking at her as she walked. She stopped jut short of the chair in between his legs. She looked down and noticed a bulge underneath his robes. She slowly got down onto her knees and positioned her head above the bulge while pulling his robes up.
A 10 inch cock was sitting on his lap soft and lifeless. She took his cock into her hands and gently messaged it up and down the shaft. She stuck her tongue out and gave the head a little lick which got an immediate response. Now being half erect she took his cock into her mouth and sucked on the top half of it. Harry knew she could not take his entire length into her mouth. Just then she slid her head all the way down impaling his entire length down her throat. There was a look of shock and amusement on both Harry and Dumbledore’s face.
Harry saw the entire cock disappear repeatedly into her mouth making sucking sounds with each stroke. After Dumbledore, now Harry, was completely hard she stood up and slowly let her robes fall to the floor. She turned around and reached in between her legs grabbing a hold of Dumbledore’s cock and placing it into her pussy. Harry went around and got in between her legs to watch and see if it ripped her in two or not.
As she slowly lowered her body Harry could see the cock disappear without and problems. Her pussy stretched curved inward as the cock slid in. She was so wet Harry could see her juices rolling down Dumbledore’s cock. Before he knew it, the entire cock was gone inside her pussy. She slowly moved her hips up and down on top of his cock.
She started screaming as Dumbledore grabbed her hips and forced her down harder and faster, “ouch it hurts but yet it feels soooo god, harder”
Dumbledore wrapped his around her waist and stood up with his cock still impaled in her. He turned so her body was resting on top of his desk and her ass sticking in the air. He grabbed her hips and slammed her into the desk With each thrust Harry could se and hear the desk moving with each thrust. He took his cock out of her pussy and Harry figured Dumbledore was done until he reached over to his desk and opened a drawer. He reached inside and pulled out a tube and squeezed some of its contents onto his cock and stroked it to spread the liquid around. He took his cock into his hand and placed it to her but hole. He slowly pushed as Harry thought it was not going to fit when Dumbledore grabbed a hold of her around the waist and rammed it all the way in.
“Ahhhh, shit” she screamed as he hit home
Harry was astonished that she did not rip open right then. Harry looked at the expression on her face which looked like pain and pleasure at the same time. He could see a single tear running down her cheek but there was a smile all the same. Dumbledore rammed his cock into her ass but it only took a few extra strokes before he pulled it out and squirted all over her back. When that happened she lowered her face onto the desk and gave a muffles yell as she had her own orgasm.
Dumbledore grabbed his wand and without speaking cleaned her up and she was dressed before she stood up and took her seat while he talked to her, “Well the only thing I can do is give you private lessons all year and have you retake the owls at the end of the year. Now it will be hard” he gave her a little smile and wink before continuing, “ and enjoyable at the same time but I think I can teach you some good things.”
She jumped up and ran over to him giving him a hug before leaving out through the doors. Dumbledore just sat there and smiled. The memory ended and Harry was back on top of his bed looking around. Harry figured that once the memory ended it kicked you out.
He dipped the bottle into the pensive and extracted the memory. Harry was now horny as hell and did not know what to do. He figured he could just go down and take a cooling bath. He picked up his invisibility cloak and map before leaving. Harry had thrown the cloak over himself before leaving the room in case someone was still in the common room. He crept down stairs and started for the portrait when he heard a noise in the corner. Harry looked and saw a first year girl sitting in a chair.
Harry crept over to her without making a sound. As he got closer the fire in the room made her glow in a reddish orange color. Harry could tell she was a third year girl he had seen around he thought her name was Amber or something like that. When he got closer he could smell the sex she was emitting from her pussy. He looked down and noticed she was driving a wand in and out of her pussy moaning with each stroke.
Sweat beads dripping down her forehead onto her cheek and ending on her chin. Harry got down on his knees and looked in between her legs and witnessed a liquid foaming around her wand as she slid it out. Harry withdrew his cock and gently stroked it in his hand with the cloak getting in his way. She took the wand out and inserted it into her mouth and sucked all the juices off. Harry too this opportunity to extend his cock outside his cloak by lifting the bottom and wrapping up so just his cock was sitting there floating in mid air.
She had her head laid back moving her wand in and out of her mouth so Harry inched his floating cock closer to her pussy. He reached the opening and slid just his head inside when she froze and opened her eyes looking around. Harry froze there staring at her until she decided it was nothing and closed her eyes again. Harry took a chance and pushed with all of his might and plunged his entire cock into her. She did not open her eyes this time, she only laid there moaning.
“Fucking ghosts, get me every time I do this, it is probably headless Nick again.” She said as Harry just stood on his knees with his cock buried in her.
Harry, after a little giggle she could not hear, slid his cock in and out of her pussy with nice long strokes. She was more slick, wet and hot than anyone else he had fucked in the last two years. Harry kept his strokes at a long steady pace so he could keep this sensation as long as he could. Harry, however, just witnessing the sex scene with Dumbledore was already primed with wanting to cum. He took one last stroke and exploded his hot cum into her womb where he hoped she would end up pregnant.
After pulling out his cock and sitting for a seconds, she fell asleep afterwards, he got up and headed to his room. As he reached the bottom of the stairs however he heard someone coming toward his from the stairs so he hid on the side of the door way so he would not get bumped. After a few second Neville came stumbling down the stairs in a half sleepy state and went over to the bathroom that was right next to the half naked girl but he did not seem to notice.
Harry started back up the stairs as he heard Neville finish. After a couple of steps he could not hear him coming and turned to look at Neville standing over the half naked girl with his cock in his hand lightly stroking it above her face. When he put the head to her lips she separated her lips like she had been waiting for it. Harry turned and set off for his bed because he knew if he did not leave not he would never leave. Harry climbed into bed and closed his eyes thinking of the great day he had.
Ginny was on her back completely naked and Harry was driving his cock in and out of her pussy. Harry looked up and noticed they were fucking in the great hall on top on the teachers table and everyone else were sitting down at their tables cheering them on. Harry looked back at Ginny and noticed she now had a cock in side of her mouth. Harry looked up and saw Snape standing there face fucking her. Snape withdrew his cock and sprayed his cum all over her face which turned Harry on and he let his load inside of her pussy.
Snape finally spoke up, “Nice dreams Potter, now come with me.” he said grabbing Harry by the arm as they both walked through the crowd they both tried putting their cocks away.

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My Niece Mary Jane , Part 6 a buggering

I had no idea what time it was, it was not the alarm clock that woke me , it was my wife, she was shaking me , not really roughly but vigorously enough to rouse me from a deep sleep. She was as naked as she had been before I went to bed, so at first I thought it was still evening and that she had changed her mind about me sleeping alone. Once I came to my senses, sort of catching up with what was going on, I managed to understand that she was quietly saying “ Come on sleepy head, time to get up, rise and shine …. The early bird get the worm” then she continued on “ We need your services this morning” pausing to let that sink in she added “ I know it is much earlier than you are used to, but this is special and then you can go to work”
I tried hard to understand all that she was spitting out, my mind was not quite up to a whole lot of verbalization, especially just as I woke. Since however, she had removed the sheets covering my body, I rolled over on to my back , letting my morning cock spring to life and stand at attention. My wife kept pulling at my arms, so I reluctantly moved from my so warm and cozy position to a standing one as I continued to listen to what she was saying. She went on to tell me that I had just what was needed as she placed her fingers around my throbbing rod and pulled me towards her. My wife planted a warm fresh mint tasting kiss on my lips , then told me to go wash the sleep from my face, but not to do any thing else, as she needed me like I was.
Groggy as I was, I moseyed off to the bathroom , wiped the night sleep from my face and took a few minutes to freshened my teeth and hence my breathe . I could still taste the residue of cigar mixed with the sweet sex of Mary Jane. My wife was waiting for me when I came out of the bathroom , taking me by the hand, directing me downstairs through the kitchen and out on to the deck. At this point I was better able to determine the time, it looked like the sun had just rolled out of bed also, I gave it about five in the early morning, two and a half hours before my normal wake up time. My wife, did not allow me to venture too far from the patio doors, so at first I thought we were all alone and she was going to have me her for her own amusement before Mary Jane came around.
To my total surprise, and I mean surprise, my wife held me firmly by my two arms and began talking, nothing more. She explained that Mary Jane and she had spend much of the night together enjoying one another’s complete and utter company. There had been some serious discussion of several topics, one of them leading to the need to have me up so early in the morning. My wife figured that the opportunity would be lost if they waited. Mary Jane was in the right mood, primed , ready to take things further, it had to be now and not later. I , after all , could certainly manage to recuperate the time and get to work without any difficulty, if they woke me early enough and yes it was five o’clock in the morning.
My wife having hold of my arms , then directed me a bit further out on to the patio deck, into a more sunny spot, a spot that was now enveloped in the sun’s bright warm rays, a spot that was closer to the furthest edge of the deck. As I arrived near the edge I noticed movement, so I squinted my eyes trying to focus in the direction of the movement. What I saw took my breath away, I know I let out a loud gasp, for my wife interjected immediately, saying that she figured that this was worth being wakened much earlier than usual. Mary Jane was there, kneeling on the deck, still stark naked, exposed in all her glory, as the sun’s rays illuminated her lovely young body.
Once my eyes had become accustomed to the early morning light, I was able to see the whole set up with better vision. Mary Jane’s legs were spread wide, there appeared to be an orange object in her little butt hole and a large greenish object protruding from her love tunnel. Black straps of some sort, criss-crossed her lower legs seemingly running down under the boards of the deck and back up and around her legs, holding her very firmly in place indeed. She appeared to be wearing the gardening knee pads that we used when we did the weeding, and were kneeling for a long period of time. Upon further verification I could see that her arms from her elbows to her writs were attached in a similar fashion, holding her in a fixed position on the open air deck. It was easy to tell that the girls had been playing, perhaps not for how long they had been playing, but is was sure that they had been playing,
The wood of the deck was a light treated color and when it was dry it was almost beige , all around Mary Jane the wood was dry beige, however between her legs it was a darker color, a color that the wood turned only when it got soaking wet, not just a little wet. A good amount of liquid would have had settled on the deck wood to get it to turn that dark a shade. For certain I knew that Mary Jane had been leaking body fluids, whether it was waste fluids, or love juices I was unable to tell, but the area had definitely been soaked with fluids.
Once again I realized my wife was talking to me, she must have found it impolite of me to not be following her conversations that morning, perhaps she figured that it was still too early in the morning for me, I do not know . She did not get angry even though you could tell she was a bit frustrated with my aloofness. Mind you it was her who put me in this situation, waking me out of a sound sleep and bringing me out to face the naked posterior of Mary Jane which appeared to be wiggling in front of me. This time however she took hold of my still piss hard cock and squeezed, getting my full attention.
My wife explained, how after I had gone to bed, once Mary Jane had recovered a bit, they continued to play with each other. Mary Jane had begun asking questions about how it felt to fucked up the ass. She had commented on the fact that she had enjoyed the sensation of having my fingers up her back hole that afternoon, and was wondering if the situation of having something bigger pushed up her bottom would be the same. My wife went on to explain that the had begun slowly, with her having Mary Jane first use her own fingers, sending them her own little hole and working them in different ways. Once she had become accustom to that then my wife used her fingers and frigged Mary Jane to a series of small climaxes.
As the evening proceeded, between periods allowing Mary Jane to recuperate, she was treated to several different articles being pushed into her bottom, some just a bit, some much further in. Things were pushed and pulled, twisted and turned, extracting both pleasure and pain . Mary Jane was kept in an almost constant mode of climaxing. To enhance Mary Jane’s situation even further my wife began to finger her cunt while she shoved an intimate object up Mary Jane’s bum providing her with the experiences of double entry. Apparently Mary Jane was making all kinds of noises, while she was being treated to these experiences, several times my wife thought either the neighbours were going to look out to see what was going on or I was going to wake and drop down upon their scene of debauchery.
As the night developed into morning, Mary Jane, while hesitating some what, asked her aunt, if it might be possible to convince me, her Uncle to take her this way. To push my rod up her little back hole and provide her with the pleasure of having it done properly.
This was, as my wife continued , why I had been roused from my sleep so early this morning . My wife had no intention of letting Mary Jane change her mind. She continued, telling me that she had gotten Mary Jane to agree to being hog tied, so that there would be no opportunity for her to abort the event. This is why Mary Jane’s legs and arms were tied down firmly fixed to the floor boards of the deck, there was no possibility for her to get out of the way of a good corn holing.
The reason my wife did not want me to loose my morning piss hard, was to make sure that once I entered Mary Jane , I would not shoot off immediately and spoil the feeling of having a good hard cock up her little ass. I must say my cock had already appeared to have lost it’s interest in pissing, and was as hard and springy as it had ever been, as I contemplated the idea of pushing it past the little wringed anus ring and into that sweet hole of hers.
Not very much time was lost, even though all this written word seems to have taken forever to get straight. My wife prepared my rod for it’s journey in to the unknown, she coated it with a good thickness of K-Y gel . I was she told to align myself for the trip, as she pulled a fairly good sized carrot from Mary Jane’s ass hole. Once again taking the K-Y gel she smeared the inside of Mary Jane, in preparation of penetration. Perhaps thinking out loud my wife said that it would be better if Mary Jane had just one hole filled at the moment and pulled a long English cucumber from her cunt, drawing with it a large amount of Mary Jane’s juices which dripped down on the wooden deck.
A I knelt and took aim placing the now throbbing head of my cock at the entrance to Mary Jane’s little hole, my wife knelt beside her and began to rub the lower portion of her back. I was told to be gentle, to be careful and take it slow, we did not want to injure Mary Jane in any way. This was not to be a rape of a young girl’s ass , but rather an introduction to another sensual part of love making, something Mary Jane would want to share later on in life.
Mary Jane was whimpering as I eased the head of my cock past her opening, stopping there allowing her to adjust to the situation. My wife continued rubbing her back with simple sooth strokes, all the while talking to her, telling her to relax, to breath to loosen her muscles. Mind you it was a good thing Mary Jane was hog tied as I could sense her wanting to buck, to escape the intruding cock . Several minutes passed and I eased forward a bit more, pushing half of my rod up into her warm innards, then I halted things, waiting for her adjustments, which were jerky in coming, but finally relaxed themselves to receive more.
When my wife saw that I was ready to proceed to send the last of my rod into the depths of her ass, she began playing with Mary Jane’s cunt, and her tits, seeking I was sure to create a sensual diversion that would have Mary Jane’s mind wondering just what and where the real pleasure points were. When I bottomed out, I made sure to press the whole of my body up against Mary Jane’s spread thighs, I wanted her to know that we were coupled to the hilt, to feel the heat of my body searing against hers. I waited again until I felt things loosen up a bit, I had no intention of pulling her innards back out with my rod when I began to fuck her, I wanted her as comfortable as possible.
It was Mary Jane who beat me to the punch however, she began to rock back and forth not that her restraints provided her with much room, but she started before me that was sure. Once I felt this , I tapped my wife on the shoulder and gave her the thumbs up sign, from here on every thing was a go. I began to meet Mary Jane’s movements with thrusts of my own, short sharp ones, not exactly moving my cock very much at all. Then gradually as I felt less friction , I increased the lengths of my strokes, bringing my cock part way , then half way back out and slipping it, not forcing it back into to her chute. The rhythm started, my wife stopped playing with Mary Jane, and moved around in front of her.
I again increased my stokes, almost letting the head of my cock slip out from inside, my movements were quicker, more expedient, a bit more forceful. I watched as my wife slipped herself under Mary Jane’s mouth, easing her legs between her tied arms , pushing them out to her sides. My wife wiggled her ass on the deck so that her cunt was forced up against Mary Jane’s mouth. I heard her cry out once contact was made, so I knew Mary Jane was ready to ride the rails. I picked up my tempo, stroking my piss hard cock into a cum filled piston. My wife had been right, the fact that she had kept me from pissing early this morning, had indeed allowed me to keep my rod hard as a rock much longer that it would have stayed once I had entered Mary Jane’s little back hole.
We had been going at this for at least an hour, the sun was way up in the sky, its rays sending a greater heat down upon the three of us fucking like crazy people out on the backyard deck early in the morning. Life was just great. The sensation of young Mary Jane’s intestinal muscles, the knowledge that I was fucking my niece, the fact that we were out there exposed for any one to see, the delight in having had my lovely wife arrange all this, finally got to me and I yelled out that I was not going to be able to hold of much longer. I grabbed hold of Mary Jane’s luscious rear end and began to bang away at her ass without regard for her discomfort, I needed to get off, and wanted it to be sensational. Bang her I did, I banged and banged and banged until I felt the inevitable, I felt the pressure of my spunk rise , I felt it surge, I felt it explode way down deep into Mary Jane’s bowels . I felt her shake as it exited my rod and hit the walls of her intestines, I felt her shudder as I pushed in as far and as hard as I could, I felt exhilarated having spent myself in my niece, then I fell forward exhausted onto her back side, crushing her down on to my wife.
It must have been very uncomfortable for poor little Mary Jane, to have a big oaf like my pressing onto her body, while she was attached in the position she was , but I could not help myself, the moment of my crescendo sapped all my energy, I was unable to control any of my muscles. To her benefit I will say Mary Jane, said not one word, but remained screwed upon my cock until I came round and concerned myself with straightening up my body. Reluctantly, unfortunately, the redressing of my position caused my cock to pop from her bottom, uncoupling our union. Mary Jane managed to set her body back on its knees, holding the position she had at the beginning of this morning event, my wife well she appeared to be more than satisfied with every thing as she extracted herself from below Mary Jane’s mouth and came to hold me in a very tight loving hug.
Telling me to wait where I was, she went and retrieved a bowl of warm water and a cloth, then set about cleaning my limp dick of a mixture of K-Y gel and what every Mary Jane’s intestines had released from the ordeal. Now my wife could be a devil when she set her mind about it and this morning was like no other time. As she carefully and delicately cleaned my manhood, she played with the whole apparatus, causing my need for a good piss to rise to the forefront. Once she was satisfied that indeed things were just about ready to go, she again turned me towards Mary Jane, this time however she took charge of the hose, aiming it precisely at Mary Jane’s wide spread sex . My wife shoved a finger up my ass and made certain that the stream of liquid that I expulsed, hit the mark. She covered Mary Jane’s ass, and her cunt with my hot morning piss then aimed my cock hose upwards, allowing the arc of the ejaculation to curve up so that the stream of piss began hitting Mary Jane’s back splashing right up to the back of her head.
Once I began to dribble, my wife wiped the remaining residue from the end of my cock and planted a warm kiss on the still throbbing head. She then lifted her mouth to mine and placed another of her wonderfully wet kisses on my lips. She thanked me very much for going along with her plans, without complaining about the early hours, telling me to go get ready for work and that perhaps I should freshen up in the shower.

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Games I Played

Playing Games on the Way Home
I am a single chunky dunk woman who plays with toys to satisfy my sexual cravings. It all started innocently on my way home from work. I would unhook my bra and slip it off the first few blocks from work. I took side streets to avoid a lot of traffic. I would always let down the car windows and open the sun roof. It excited my nipples to have my silky shirt rubbing freely over them. By the time I get home, I am ready for my toys. But that is another story.
It was not until I had been doing this little after work routine for quite some time that I noticed the street people or bums as most people call them where pretty numerous at this time of day. I quickly put two and two together. The street people eat early at the local free food service and then head over to the local shelter to try and get a bed before they run out for the night. Well, on the way home I cross right in their path. Working in the area, I recognize a lot of them by sight. So I started this little game with myself. On Monday, I would NOT take off my bra, but would unbutton my blouse far enough that my bra was easily seen if anyone (the street people) cared to look. On Tuesday, I would take off my bra and undo my shirt enough that they really saw the cleavage. I would continue each day letting them see a little more of me. On Friday, the bra was off and the shirt was completely open so that they could see all the titty they wanted. With the sun roof open, it was like a spot light shining right down on those perked up tits. The shirt had to stay on in case I saw a police car on my journey. I started realizing that I was getting grins and once in a while a whistle or holler out. It was kind of like giving them dessert on Friday night.
Some of the people had homes in the area but would eat at the local shelter to help make ends meet. In this area, they are either really old or hooked on something and this is all they can afford. The way I drove changed a little so that I could give my little dessert to more of them. I kept this up all summer when one evening I left later than normal. But it was Friday and I was glad to be out of the office for the weekend.
Was I surprised to see some of them still milling around even though I was coming thru a little later. One whistled and I grinned at him and kept on going. A block up, another one whistled and I smiled and waved. On the next stop sign there were a few crossing the street. They were hollering at me when one guy ran up from behind my car and with a knife stuck it to my throat and told me to put it in park and get out. I couldn’t speed off, with a bunch of them in front of my car. Oh no- I was being car jacked! Or so I thought. I quickly put it in park and opened the door ready to run. More guys came around, everything happened so quickly. One jumped into my car and I heard the tires squeal as it went around the corner. I was quickly grabbed and pulled between some houses. I was surrounded by these guys and could not see much. Of course I was scared out of my mind. This is the part of town where you hear about murders and normally it is just news on the tv. You shrug it off as a drug deal or gang thing. Well, this time, I feared that it was going to be my life. What would people say, maybe drugs-not that anyone knew of? Maybe I was hiring a prostitute—but, I would never do anything like that. I am not that kind of person. What would they say when they found my body. All this was running thru my head as I was being pushed and pulled between the houses and into an unattached garage. The side door to the garage was painted over so I could see very little. I was shoved down on an old couch that smelled really bad. These guys were hovering around me and talking while almost drooling on my boobs. Then the one with the knife spoke up and said I was going to get what I had coming to me. This scared me because he was rolling that knife in his fingers as he talked. A couple of the guys pulled off my shirt and I felt hands groping me from all around. I don’t know how many of them there were, but it seemed like a lot. They used the knife and cut my slacks off of me and I was spread out on that couch with nothing but my panties on.
A light came on about that time and one of the guys was stripping down. He quickly was upon me, kissing me and rubbing my cunt like there was no tomorrow. I heard his pals egging him on and it didn’t take him long to get my undies off and stick me with his dick. I was scared to move and there was no foreplay with this guy. Little did I realize how wet I was inside from the little game I played on the way home from work. I was thankful that I was wet so that he was not dry fucking me. It did not take him long to get his rocks off with all his pals cheering for him. As soon as he came, another one was on top of me. As he was biting on my nipples and finger fucking me, we were moved in unison onto an old coffee table right next to the couch. I could not figure out what was going on. It didn’t take long to find out. About the time this guy inserted his hard dick in me, another guy was shoving his dick in my mouth. He slapped me and told me to “suck it bitch”. You can only imagine the thought going thru my mind as I started sucking on this eager little prick. The guy fucking me knew what he was doing; I was feeling really horny and was bucking back with him. I was losing myself in this trio thing we had going on. Just as I was about to cum, my fucker guy pulled out. I thought what the hell; I knew he hadn’t cum yet. Then I felt hands rolling me on my side and my legs being spread apart. What the hey! Then I felt them putting something on my asshole. Oh no! I was getting butt fucked! A finger slid some slippery stuff in my ass as I let go of the dick I was sucking and let out a loud gasp. He started finger fucking my ass and the next thing I knew, someone was pushing the head of their dick at my ass door. It was going to hurt. I was trying not to tense up, but it hurt anyway. He forced the head of his dick right into my back door. OOHHHH it hurt so bad! I was tensed up and was trying to just breathe. Then the guy that was fucking me re-inserted in the front and went to town on me. I was in a daze. I had never been fucked in both holes at once! Well, I broke my own personal record when the guy at my head, grabbed me by the hair and forced me to take him in my mouth again. My insides were hurting so bad, but at the same time I wanted more. It did not take long for me to cum and these guys just kept on pounding me. I was building up to cum again when the guys started cumming. I was close to a peak when another set of guys started in on me. I was fucked, pinched and prodded in every hole. Some of them were gentle and some liked slapping at me. My tits and butt were so red. It seemed like hours before these guys stopped abusing my body. I hate to admit, I enjoyed cumming again and again. I don’t know what time it was when they tied me up to a rafter. My arms were above my head and my feet barely touched the floor. I was gagged so that no one would hear me when they left. I heard talk of them going on a beer run. They just left me there all tied up and dripping bucket loads of cum out of me. I did not know how I could get loose. I was trying to swing myself hoping the rope would break, but it did not happen.
It was not long before they all came back. They of course had already been drinking and they brought more friends with them. I did not know what to do. I thought nothing of it that a couple of their friends had dogs with them. They were just out to party on a Friday night. Well, the guys were sitting around laughing about my predicament and pouring beer down my throat and all over my body. Of course, it caught the dog’s attention with the beer dribbling off of me. Next thing I knew, one of the dogs was sniffing my crotch. My arms were tied up tight and I couldn’t do anything about it. I couldn’t yell with the gag in my mouth. I was trying to kick at the dog when it got the guys attention. Oh no, I was not going to be kicking at his dog! With that, he and another guy came over and put ropes on my ankles and spread my legs apart and tied them to a cabinet on one side and the coffee table on the other. There take that bitch girl!
Once again the dog goes right for my dripping pussy. It was electrifying to feel the hot doggy tongue on my pussy. Then that long tongue of his went on up into my pussy and was coming up the front of me over my clit. This excited my clit and excited the guys looking on. They were getting excited over watching this dog eat me out. I was going into a daze with that dog lapping away on my pussy. It is unlike any man every going after it. I was not paying attention to what was going on around me; I was in a world of just me and the dog. The next thing I knew was that my ropes were untied and I was laid back down on that coffee table. I thought oh no—here comes the fucking again. Well I was right—kind of. They were tying me to the coffee table as the dog came up and was eating me out at a different angle. OOHHH it was not going to take much more for me to cum. Before I knew what happened next, this dog was up over me trying to stick me with his penis! I could not believe what I was seeing. One of the guys reached down and helped the dog guide into my already filled cunt hole. I was in shock! I was actually being fucked by this big ole’ dog. What was going on! He was pounding away so fast, I could not move. It felt like he was getting deeper and deeper when I felt it. His knot was starting to swell. I was still gagged and could not holler out. This dog was going to lock up with me. What was I going to do? About that time, these partying guys noticed the knot and were cheering him on. And then it happened. His knot went in my pussy and did not come out. OOWWW it was hurting. The dog pumped faster and faster. The knot kept growing and it was really hurting. I was having orgasm after orgasm when finally I felt him shoot his load forcefully into my deepest well. OOHHHH, I was cumming with him. I was cumming with this dog. I was his bitch! OOHHH, it felt like he put hot cum in me forever. And then it was over. I was still shuttering from my last orgasm and he was on top of my panting. I think he was smiling too. The next thing I know, he turned around and had his butt to me. The guys were all laughing when one of them suggested my butt needed to be to his also. They quickly untied me and turned me over. OH that hurt so badly because that big knot was still buried deep in me. But they did it and I was ass to ass with a dog. Then they got real quiet. They were waiting for the dog to POP out of me and sure enough, it took a few minutes and he did. It was so sudden, I felt like he sucked something out of me. Cum was just pouring out. The guys cheered me and poured beer down me until I passed out. I would wake up from time to time and they would be eating me, poking and prodding me. I don’t know how many more times I got fucked that night but it seemed like it went on forever.
When I next woke up, I was untied and no one was around. I got up and had to pee like a race horse. They had a bucket that they had me peeing in the night before. I peed and saw my car keys lying on the table. I thought surely not! I could not find any clothes but did peek out and see my car in an alley behind the garage. What the heck. I made a mad dash for my car and got out of there. I got home and got in a hot tub. My pussy was so sore, I didn’t know if I would be able to walk for a week. As I soaked in the tub, my mind was just reeling with the events from the night before. Would I play my little game going home from work anymore? Time will tell.

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Savanah and her Step Dad

Jay enjoyed reading by the pool in his backyard. His step daughter Savanah is a sweet girl who loves her daddy and wants to make him happy

Ryan and Morgan

Just a story I thought up while at a friends. The male role is me, but I change a few of teh back stories on things. Hope you enjoy. More… sexual parts will be expressed in later PARTS.

My Neighbor Emily

A young man’s relationship with his neighbour changes drastically as she struggles through her husband’s infidelity.
*DISCLAIMER*
This story involves young children as MINOR characters. They are not involved or present during any sexual activity.

Father/Daughter bonding

My daughter, Kayla is the apple of my eye, the very definition of a “daddy’s girl”, but at sixteen she has found different interests and our father/daughter time has diminished greatly. The times we spent watching horror movies together have been replaced by her going to the mall with her girlfriends, cheerleading and going on dates. So I have to say I was elated and a little more than surprised this past weekend when my wife went out of town to spend a week at her mother’s house and my daughter asked me as we ate breakfast that Saturday morning if we could “watch some scary movies tonight, just like old times.”
“Absolutely we can, angel,” I said to her while grinning from ear to ear.
“Great!” she exclaimed “Kendra and I are going to the mall this afternoon and I’ll pick us up a couple of movies while we’re there.”
After breakfast I headed outside to take advantage of the beautiful spring day to do some much needed lawn work and as I was shirtless and planting the spring flowers in the natural area by the front porch Kayla’s friend Kendra arrived at the house. We spoke briefly until Kayla opened the door to greet her friend and they went inside. As the door closed I could have sworn I heard Kendra say to my daughter “Your father is sooo damn sexy” but I decided that was just my wishful thinking as I have to admit I’ve had some naughty thoughts about Kendra in the past. And who wouldn’t? Kayla and Kendra could almost pass as twins. They’re both about five foot three and one hundred and five pounds of brown haired, green eyed walking dynamite.
They were still at the house deciding what they were going to wear to the mall when I finished my yard work and passed my daughter’s room on the way to my room to take a shower. Kayla’s door was closed but I know what I heard this time. Kendra and Kayla where talking about me and I stopped at the door to listen.
“Kayla I swear, your dad’s tattoos and bald head, he really turns me on.” Kendra said to my daughter.
“Shut up Kendra,” my daughter giggled “that is my daddy you’re talking about.”
“I bet he’s hung like a mule, too,” Kendra continued.
Having my ego sufficiently stroked and not wanting to get caught eaves dropping by my daughter I continued down the hallway to my room and jumped into the shower. I fantasized about fucking my daughter’s friend while I cleaned myself, toweled dry and stepped naked to the bathroom sink to shave my face and head.
My bathroom door opened and my daughter stepped in.
“Christ, Kayla!” I exclaimed in shock as I turned to grab my towel and wrap it around me, but in my surprise I turned toward my daughter instead of turning my back to her and I could have sworn I saw her eyes drift down to my eight inch cock before I could get the towel around me waist.
“Oh my god, I’m sorry daddy” Kayla said as she raised her hand to cover her eyes. I appreciated her effort to pretend she hadn’t seen me but it was too late, I knew she had even if I was wrong about her intentionally glancing down.
“It’s ok, sweetie, I’m covered up now.” I said and she lowered her hand “what is it angel?”
“I was just going to tell you that Kendra and I are going to the mall now but I’ll be back with some movies for us to watch.”
“Okay angel,” I said “Have fun.”
Once they left I got into bed to masturbate while fantasizing about my daughter’s friend but got to a certain point in my fantasy and the image of my daughter in my bathroom glancing at my cock flashed in front of me and I stopped. Kendra’s father Jack was a friend of mine and I would be pissed if he were fantasizing about Kayla. I had to show him the same respect I would expect from him.
Then the evening came. Kayla brought home two movies one I had seen, the re-make of “Texas Chain Saw Massacre”, but that was okay because I love the movie, and one I hadn’t “The Last House On The Left”. I was already in my Tommy Hilfiger lounging pants and a t-shirt and stretched out on the couch ready for the movies when my daughter came into the living room with popcorn and sodas for us both. She was wearing her white over-sized sleeping shirt with “Daddy’s Girl” printed on the front that I had given her as part of her fourteenth birthday presents.
She grabbed the first DVD and bent over to put it into the player and her shirt rode up just a little and I couldn’t help but notice how smooth, tanned and shapely her legs were. It didn’t surprise me, my daughter was beautiful just like her mother, but it did surprise me that it turned me on a little. She started the movie and sat in the recliner with her legs folded under her, Indian style, I glanced over at her and under her shirt I could see that she was wearing only a pair of pink panties under her shirt.
And I could see the outline of her sixteen-year-old pussy through her panties.
And that turned me on even more. I shamefully found myself paying more attention to her than the movie, “Texas Chain Saw Massacre” and I was relieved that as the movie became more and more intense that she grabbed the bottom of her shirt, clinching it tightly and pulling it down covering her panties.
“Thank God” I thought to myself before I noticed that her shirt was now pulled tight against her perky, young, firm breasts and her nipples were pushing out against the fabric. Shame rushed through me as I felt my cock begin to stiffen and I decided not to look at her anymore. I was relieved when she got up from the recliner and dimmed the lights saying “This will make it scarier.”
The movie ended and Kayla changed the disk to the movie I hadn’t seen “Last House On The Left” before approaching the couch and standing by my feet.
“Scooch!” she said.
“No” I smiled at her “The couch is mine”
“Scooch over daddy, please” she begged and not wanting to appear as if anything was wrong I did as she wanted and moved to the back of the couch so she could lay down in front of me. With her young, perfect body pressed against me and the aromas of her hair, her perfume, her skin wafting through the air I felt my cock begin to stir again so I moved my hips away from her pushing against the back of the couch. The movie was pretty good and I was glad it peeked my interest because it took my attention away from the perverted thoughts I was having about my daughter.
Until the rape scene. With sex on the screen, no matter how disgusting it was, and my daughter’s body against me my cock took a mind of its own and grew hard as steel. I pushed back against the couch even more but to my frustration my daughter recoiled from the dark images on the screen and her ass pressed firmly into my full-blown erection.
“Oh fuck,” I thought to myself, praying that she didn’t notice it but realizing there was no way she couldn’t have. Her ass was pressed firmly against it and despite my wishes my cock grew even stiffer. Luckily after the scene ended she moved forward a little and as the movie progressed my cock softened. Thankfully my daughter said nothing about it either.
That movie ended and even though it was still relatively early for a Saturday night we cleaned the living room and we both proceeded to our beds. When I got to my room I took my clothes off and climbed into bed wearing nothing but my boxer/briefs. Once under the covers I pulled the waistband of my underwear down with my left hand as I began thinking about my daughter and started masturbating with my right. Until my bedroom door flew open.
“Daddy, can I sleep with you tonight?” my daughter asked, still wearing her “Daddy’s Girl” shirt and her hair pulled back in a ponytail.
“God Damnit!” raced through my head as I jerked my hand off my cock and released the waistband of my shorts.
“Kayla” I said with frustration in my voice before she interrupted me.
“Daddy, I’m scared,” she said.
“Okay, Angel.” I replied as she lifted the covers, got into my bed and before I could turn to my side away from her she laid her head on my shoulder with her arm across my chest and her hand on the opposite shoulder. We laid there in silence as I pretended to go to sleep, knowing there was know way I could with my cock getting harder and harder from her body against mine. And then she propped herself up on her elbow, leaning over me and staring into my eyes. Her young tits hung down with her nipples brushing against my chest, seductively.
“Daddy, was it the movie or me?” she asked.
“Was what you or the movie?” I asked back dreading her answer.
“You can’t answer a question with a question,” she said with mischief in her voice as her hand moved from my shoulder to my abdomen.
“Sweetie, I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I lied and despite the shame and fear racing through my mind my cock still wouldn’t go down.
“Yes you do, Daddy,” she said, emphasizing the word daddy and smiling at me as she sexily bit her bottom lip “Was it me or the movie that made your cock so hard”.
“Shit” I thought. There it was, the truth was out, everything, my daughter had made me hard and she knew it. I breathed a sigh of agony trying to gather my thoughts when her hand slid down my stomach and under the waistband of my shorts, grabbing my still hard cock.
“So it was me” she smiled as began stroking my cock “I was hoping it was me.”
“Kayla” I said in a weak voice of shame and admission “Kayla, we can’t,” I continued meekly.
She threw the covers off of us and moved between my legs before grabbing the waistband of my shorts and tugging them down. I was powerless to stop what was happening and against my will I lifted my hips off the bed so that she could remove my underwear. She tossed them on the floor and grabbed my stiff cock. “Damn that’s huge,“ she said and then she bent down and took my eight-inch cock between her moist lips. I moaned in pleasure as her tongue danced across the head of my cock and down my thick shaft. Her head slowly slid up and down my cock, wetting it with her saliva as she stroked the base of it with her left hand.
“Oh, baby” I moaned, enjoying the eroticism of my own daughter sucking my dick. She brought me close to cumming before sitting up and lifting the tail of her shirt up and over her head, tossing it on the floor beside my shorts. As her shirt rose I saw that she had already removed her panties before entering my room, her pussy was shaved smooth and her pink pussy lips were already wet and glistening with desire in the dim streetlights shining through my window, her full, round tits stood firm from her chest and her nipples poked out hard and proud. I took in the beauty of my daughter’s face and perfectly toned body before she straddled my hips and grabbed my cock aiming it for her sweet, wet pussy and impaling herself on me. We both moaned in delight as her cunt slid down my cock and she grinded her clit against my pelvis. Her pussy felt like a liquid velvet vice squeezing my shaft and she arched her back and pinched both of her nipples as her hips rotated against me, working my cock around inside her before leaning forward and placing her hands on the tattoos on my chest.
“Oh, Daddy, your cock is so fucking big” she panted as she rocked her hips, sliding her pussy up and down my thick shaft “it feels so good”
She moaned again in pleasure as I began massaging her firm tits and pinching her nipples while thrusting my hips up into her as her pussy slid back down my cock, forcing the mushroom head of my dick deeper inside her.
I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her tight against my body and rolled us over with me now on top of her. I kissed her deeply as I began slowly pumping my cock inside her, making love to my daughter. Inch by inch I pulled my cock back against her tight, slick pussy walls until the head of my cock almost left her and then slowly pushed my way back in until I felt the lips of her cunt against my shaved balls until she wrapped her legs around my waist and with her feet on my ass urged me to quicken the pace.
“Fuck me daddy” she pleaded as my tempo increased, pumping my cock harder and harder into my daughter’s sweet little sixteen year old cunt.
“Fuck me daddy. Fuck me daddy” she screamed louder and louder as I drove my cock deep inside her. She raised her feet into the air and spread them as far apart as she could, her cunt tightened on my cock and I rose up to my knees, grabbing her ankles and pushing them over her towards the headboard of my bed.
She reached between us, between her legs and began furiously rubbing her clit, moaning in pleasure and still screaming, “Fuck me daddy”.
I was plunging into her as hard and deep as I could and her moans turned into high-pitched yelps as her fingers quickened on her clit. Her eyes were clenched tight and her head rocked from side to side, her pussy grew wetter and slicker as it squeezed against my pistoning cock “Oh daddy I’m cumming” she screeched as she arched her back and her hips thrashed against my cock attack and I felt her sweet pussy juices flooding over my cock and down my ball sack, drenching my sheets.
“Oh, oh, oh, oh” she moaned while her body’s twitching slowed and her breathing became heavy. Her cheeks flushed and her bangs were damp with sweat. My daughter had never looked more beautiful to me and I wanted to make her cum again.
“No” she protested weakly as I pulled my cock out of her soaking wet twat, but her protests turned to moans of pleasure as I bent down and kissed her pussy. Her cunt smelled and tasted wonderful and I eagerly pressed my face into her soaking my face with her juices as I pushed my tongue inside her and licked up through her lips to her clit. I danced and circled my tongue over her love button, kissed it, sucked it as she began pressing her cunt firmly against my mouth and gyrating her hips while her moans of pleasure once again turned to high pitched squeals.
It was only a matter of a minute or two before my daughter started screaming at the top of her lungs “Oh God Damn I’m fucking cumming again. Oh yes, daddy eat that fucking cunt, oh, eat that pussy” and her pussy juices once again flowed from her cunt, covering my face and neck.
She rolled over to all fours, pushing her ass in the air “Put it back in” she begged me as her hand returned to her clit “Daddy, push that big fucking cock back inside me.”
Back on my knees I grabbed her hips from behind as she guided my cock back inside her.
“Oh god, it feels even bigger,” she moaned.
I began fucking her as hard as I had before, furiously pumping my cock deep and fast into her soaking wet cunt. I grabbed her ponytail and pulled back on it as she moaned in pleasure. “Give it to me daddy, give it to me” she begged me “Fuck me hard, cum in my pussy. Cum in my pussy daddy. I pumped harder and harder until she reached between her legs and began rubbing my balls.
“Cum for me Daddy, Oooohhh, cum inside me. Dump that load in my fucking cunt,“ she moaned.
Her hand working over my balls was all I could take. I let go of her ponytail, grabbed her hips again and plunged one last time deep inside my daughter with one last powerful thrust, driving Kayla forward off of her elbows and forcing her face into the mattress. I threw my head back, my back arched, my body trembled and I screamed like an animal as my cock pumped blast after blast of cum deep inside my baby girl. I pulled out of her and watched my load pour out of her pussy before slumping to the bed. We both laid there on the bed, spent and panting from the exertion until my daughter crawled over to me, licked my cock clean and then draped her body over mine and we went to sleep.

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The Prince

This is my first story, so I hope you all like it. I did my best to be as accurate as possible, and to create a good story around the characters. This is the first part, so if I get positive reviews I will be posting a second part soon.