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Shipwrecked 7, and final

I wrote this story a while ago for a friend, and she liked it so much, she posted it. I have decided to write some more, so I am re-posting this story under my name, with a couple adjustments and the appropriate tags. I am interested in useful comments and seeing how it’s rated, so please feel free. THIS STORY IS A WORK OF FICTION, INTENDED FOR ADULTS ONLY. TO ANY PERSON OF ANY AGE. NAMES, CHARACTERS, PLACES AND INCIDENTS ARE FROM THE AUTHOR’S WARPED IMAGINATION. ANY RESEMBLANCE TO ACTUAL EVENTS, OR LOCALES OR PERSONS, LIVING OR DEAD, IS ENTIRELY COINCIDENTAL.

Naked in the night

It had been a hot day. Even now in the evening the temperature had dropped only a little.
A slight breeze ruffled the curtains at the open window as Yvonne and Rob prepared for bed.
Yvonne, just out of the shower, had the slightest hint of lightly perfumed soap about her fresh, smooth skin.
She slipped her tiny nightie over her shoulders, letting the delicate, pale pink, semi-see through garment fall lightly over her body.
Making a bow of the ribbon tie at the front of the nightie, she next pulled a pair of very brief, matching pink panties up over her slender legs.
Rob looked at his wife, the beautiful little nightie showing a good amount of Yvonne’s small, white breasts temptingly visible courtesy of the way that she’d only loosely tied the front of the nightie together.
His eye roamed down to the tiny panties that his wife wore, then down her so sexy legs.
His cock swelled and swung out before him.
He glanced at the window with the curtains still wide open. He thrilled at the thought that anyone looking from outside, would be able to see his lovely, sexy wife as she moved about the room.
A notion came to his mind, and giving Yvonne a cuddle and a kiss, he suggested that they go outside for a while.
Rob slipped on a shirt and pulled on his pants but when his wife looked to put something more modest on, he told her to go as she was.
Opening the door, they stepped from their holiday apartment.
Glancing at the neighbouring units, Rob noted many open windows and doors as the occupants tried to find some cooling air. Some windows were lit by the lights inside. The sound of a TV in one house competing with soft musical strains from another. Now and then the sound of voices and laughter could be heard from one of the many lit windows nearby.
Immediately in front of the apartment, Rob and Yvonne were in shadow. It would be unlikely that they could be seen if anyone should be outside and looking about. Once away from that protective shadow though, they would be in the open with just a few bushes dotted about the small patch of lawn, and a nearby streetlamp throwing its light on the general area.
Rob took his wife’s hand and went to lead her forward.
Yvonne pulled back and giggled as she exclaimed that she couldn’t go out dressed as she was.
Rob persisted in his attempt to lead her out into the open, telling her that she looked beautiful and sexy.
“But what would anyone think if I should be seen,” she exclaimed.
“They’d think that you were a fabulous little sex pot,” her husband laughed. “Besides,” he added, “no one here knows us anyway.”
Yvonne laughed happily, enjoying the thought that she should be described as a fabulous little sex pot.
It was true for both of them that they always felt more inclined to be sexually adventurous when away from home on holidays. At such times any immoral act would be unlikely to find its way back home to be a subject for gossip.
Rob pulled gently on his wife’s hand, and this time Yvonne let herself be led out of the shadow and onto the lawn at the front of the unit.
“Oh my God,” she giggled, “I hope that no one is going to see me dressed like this.”
Yvonne allowed herself to be led right to the front of the lawn, adjacent to the pavement.
“Oh, what would anyone think of me,” she again exclaimed in her excitement.
This time her husband answered much more explicitly. “They’d think that you were a dirty little slut,” he said.
Yvonne giggled and agreed that they really would think that of her.
Rob held his wife and kissed her lovingly, letting his hands roam over her breasts and down onto her cunt.
His hand slipped down the front of her panties, over the closely cropped pubic hair. He found the wet slipperiness of her cunt, and, knowing that his wife’s cunt always became so wet and slippery whenever she was sexually excited, he knew that she was now ready to be led further in this sexy game.
Yvonne nervously glanced about her, ready to flee back indoors should anyone appear.
Her husband too, glanced about and then tugged the ribbon tie of his wife’s sexy little garment so that it came undone and the front of the little nightie fell open, fully revealing Yvonne’s breasts.
Yvonne gave a little squeal of surprise as she clutched at her nightie. Rob took her hands and moved them to her sides, letting the nightie fall open showing her nakedness underneath.
Yvonne pretended to be flustered and embarrassed, but in truth she was greatly excited at being even more exposed in this public place.
“Who’s this dirty little whore showing herself off in public,” her husband teasingly laughed as he led her onto the actual pavement and walked her up and down.
Yvonne giggled and felt a trickle of juice run down the inside of her thigh.
“What a dirty little harlot,” her husband continued mockingly. “Perhaps she’ll take her panties off next, and show her cunt to everyone.”
With this, Rob hooked his fingers in the waistband of his wife’s panties and made to slide them down over her hips.
“Oh darling! I can’t!” Yvonne exclaimed, giggling merrily and clutching at her panties.
“C’mon, you know you really want to be a dirty little whore,” her husband urged.
Yvonne held onto her panties for just a moment, then, her body filled with surging lust, she let her hands fall away and her husband quickly slid her tiny, pink panties down over her legs.
The very short hemline of the nightie, trimmed with delicate lace depicting little pink hearts in a white lace surround, came to just on a line with Yvonne’s hips. Now the lower half of her ass cheeks could be seen, while at the front she was totally naked from her feet to her exposed cunt, up over her firm belly, right up between the gaping front of her nightie to her exposed breasts.
“What a filthy little slut you are,” her husband said in such an admiring and appreciative tone.
Yvonne had long ago found out that males were not all of the romanic type that she’d read of in trashy novels while still a schoolgirl.
Her explorations on the internet had soon opened her eyes to the fact that many men had great admiration for women who flirted with immorality and perverted sexual games.
She’d been amazed at, and had taken quite some time to understand the fact that some men had a great desire to degrade and defile the one that they loved so dearly.
Yvonne had come to realize that her husband was one of that latter type, and she had rapidly come to realize that it suited her own sexuality to be exactly the sort of woman that he desired her to be.
For Rob’s part, if he had loved his wife so dearly when they had first married, he now loved her so much more that she played the game and let him defile her purity and chastity. The fact too, that Yvonne outwardly appeared so modest and decent, added a delicious wickedness to the times when he pushed her towards acting like a whore and a slut.
The sounds from the surrounding houses and holiday apartments continued to drift on the still night air.
Their holiday unit was just fifty yards or so from the beach road,where an occasional car cruised by.
The sound of waves on the wide, sandy beach made a pleasantly relaxing background just audible when one listened for it.
Another car could be heard slowly driving on the beach road. Suddenly, unexpectedly, the car slowed at the corner and began to swing into the road in which our two lovers stood.
Yvonne gasped and could do nothing more that clutch at her husband and try to conceal herself behind him.
The car came by them and began to accelerate along the road, the driver apparently not having noticed them as he’d followed the beam of the car’s headlights which had illuminated the far side of the road.
Yvonne laughed and relaxed once more, the nervous panic that had suddenly gripped her dissipating as rapidly as it had come.
Rob was filled with very different emotions – emotions of increasing lust and excitement. He now had his eyes firmly studying a semi-darkened doorway at the front of one of the houses opposite.
The reason for this great interest being that as the passing car had turned the corner, its headlights had briefly swept across the far side of the street. In that brief glow of brilliance which had lit the buildings, Rob had noticed two men standing in a doorway, and very definitely looking directly across the road to where he and Yvonne were standing.
Rob, taking his wife’s hand, led her from the pavement out onto the road.
Yvonne, still believing they were unobserved, sexily and laughingly allowed herself to be led.
Across the road to the far gutter they progressed. You could say that Yvonne was not only physically heading towards the gutter, but figuratively speaking, was morally heading towards the gutter as well.
The couple stepped from the road to the far pavement. Yvonne was so busy nervously glancing to left and right, that she still had not seen the shadowy figures watching from their dark vantage point.
Now Yvonne was no more that fifteen yards from the two men.
Rob stood slightly behind his wife and eased the sides of her unfastened nightie well open so as to fully display her naked body to the men. He cupped his wife’s small breasts to highlight them, then slid his hands down his wife’s body and stroked the insides of her thighs before fondling her cunt.
The two men had in fact been watching Rob and Yvonne from the very first moment that they had appeared outside their unit. The men had been sitting on their doorstep enjoying the night air rather than the warm stuffiness inside the house. They had seen the couple appear, and had looked admiringly at Yvonne in her very brief and sexy little nightie.
The men had seen Yvonne’s slight reluctance to venture out into the open. They’d thrilled when they saw the man undo the front of the woman’s nightie and expose her breasts, and when they saw the man take the woman’s panties down, they’d both immediately risen to their feet to obtain the very best view and to stroke their hardening cocks.
The men had thought to conceal themselves when they’d seen the couple approaching across the road towards them. They’d been certain that if their presence was detected by either of the couple, then the woman at least would flee back across the street, and that would be the end to this very sexy display that the men were so enjoying.
It was incredible that the couple, rather than go straight across the street, were moving at a slight angle as if they were intent on ending up right before where the men stood. It slowly came upon the men’s understanding that, in actual fact, the guy who was intent on leading the woman in their direction, seemed to be looking at them. Had he seen them? Was he in fact showing the woman off to them? It became more and more apparent that he actually was.
Once the couple stood out on the pavement before the men’s house, and the man began fully displaying the slut’s body to them, there could be no further doubt. The thing was though, that the woman still appeared to be completely oblivious to the fact that she was being exhibited.
Both men now had their substantial cocks out and were slowly stroking them as they lustfully viewed the lovely slut who was being so lewdly and wonderfully displayed.
Rob now grasped his wife’s arms just a little more firmly as he stood behind her.
“Look straight ahead darling,” he whispered.
Yvonne, smiling and thinking that this was some further game, let her gaze look dreamily forward.
“Look at the doorway,” her husband was telling her at the very moment that her gaze encountered the two men standing there.
Yvonne gave a little shriek and her automatic reaction was to flee back to their apartment. This action was thwarted by her husband’s firm grip.
Yvonne half struggled, her eyes fastened upon the two men.
A part of her mind told her to flee, this was the part conditioned by her chaste upbringing – but the other part of her mind was taking in the gorgeous, big, hard cocks that the men were stroking. This part of her mind told her that she would soon be touching and licking and sucking those wonderful cocks, that they would soon be filling her body as they fucked her. She stopped struggling and stood looking, shamefully aware that her nakedness was fully exposed to the men’s view.
Yvonne felt her husband’s gentle forward pressure behind her. She took a step forward. Then another as her husband, still holding her firmly, pressed forth.
Closer to the men – just a matter of nine or ten yards.
Yvonne felt her husband easing her nightie, which was concealing very little anyway, off her shoulders. It fell to the ground. She was naked.
Yvonne lowered her gaze in shameful embarrassment as her husband led her right up to the men.
Her gaze, while unable to look into the men’s faces, was now directed towards their magnificent hard cocks. She lusted for them. She wanted them. She couldn’t wait to be fucked and to suck those gorgeous, gorgeous cocks.
Her mind was in a whirl. She heard her husband offering her to the men. She was now being mauled, touched, fondled, her most intimate places being explored.
Yvonne’s head was still lowered in embarrassment. Those gorgeous, hard cocks kept brushing against her thighs. She longed for them. She couldn’t wait any longer. Should she touch them? Should she fondle them as the men were fondling her? Would she look a slut if she touched them? She didn’t care, her hands lightly took a cock in each. They felt so good, so hard, so lovely. She squatted down and moved her mouth to the hard, round, swollen head of one of the cocks. She pressed her slightly parted lips onto the end, then pressing forward, eased her mouth slowly over its superbly solid length.
“Fuck! The slut’s definitely ready for it,” she heard one of the guys say.
She felt her head being firmly held and her mouth being fucked by that wonderful, hard cock slipping between her lips and sliding right to the back of her throat.
“Let’s get the slut into the bedroom,” a different voice said, and she was pulled off the cock and taken into the darkened house.
The men led the way to the bedroom.
Yvonne now felt a fresh bout of embarrassment as the electric light came on and she was thoroughly surveyed by the men.
“Fuck! You’re lovely,” one of the men told her.
Yvonne raised her eyes to his face and smiled sweetly.
Around and around, turned this way and that. Yvonne was studied, touched explored. Her legs, thighs, belly, breasts, arms, neck and head – nothing escaped attention. She was turned, bent over, made to squat, stood up again with legs apart, then with one leg up on the bed, her pussy felt and fingered, her breasts pushed this way and that. She felt like an animal at the livestock market being inspected prior to sale, all of which made Yvonne more and more embarrassed but more and more lustfully excited.
In reality the inspection lasted no more than a minute before Yvonne was made to kneel on all fours and she felt hands gripping her hips and a cock gliding easily up into her slippery pussy.
“Ah! What a fabulous cunt,” she heard the guy groan lustfully as his cock sunk its full length into her pussy.
At the same time the other guy had positioned himself before her, and taking a firm grip of her head, his cock slipped into her eager mouth.
Pushing her tongue just slightly forward so that it covered her lower teeth, and keeping her mouth just slightly opened so that her upper lip was pressed back over her upper teeth, Yvonne worked with tongue and lips, sucking her cheeks in to form a soft, fuckable pout with her mouth.
She sucked and sucked, pressing her head forward each time the guy pressed his cock forward so that the cock slid in right to the back of her throat.
Regulating her breath so that she held it each time the cock probed the entrance to her throat, Yvonne was able to stay from gagging, and soon had the guy moaning and panting as his cock and balls came to the point of pouring forth his semen into her mouth.
“Oooorrrrr fuuuuuuck,” the guy groaned in an absolute ecstasy of lust as he pulled his cock from Yvonne’s mouth so as not to cum too soon.
“Fuck! What a fabulous fucking cock sucker,” he groaned. “I’ve never known anything like it before.”
He rested a moment to regain his composure, and then once more began to fuck Yvonne’s mouth.
It only took a minute and once more he was moaning and groaning as his balls felt about to pump his cum out with such velocity that it would have surely drowned the slut.
Again he pulled away before he reached the point of pumping his cum forth.
Yvonne looked up at him during each of these pauses. She was panting with lust as she thrilled to the gorgeous, big, hard cock that was plunging in and out of her now sloppy pussy. The cock slurped in and out making obscene sounds as it slid through the slippery mucus which was literally dribbling from Yvonne’s vagina.
She panted and made soft moaning noises of delight at the fabulous treatment she was receiving.
She held her mouth open, licking her lips and wanting the cock to come back to continue her mouth fucking.
“Are you ready,” she asked in a soft, sweet, and sexy voice as she looked up at the guy before her.
“Fuck! You’re a real fucking nympho aren’t you,” the guy exclaimed as he slowly regained enough composure to once more enter her eagerly awaiting mouth.
Yvonne sucked his cock into her mouth, sucking and using her tongue to full effect on the underside of the fabulous thick penis.
Surely I’m not really a nympho, she thought to herself as she lovingly sucked at the cock.
She considered how sometimes, on rare occasions, her husband and her went for two or three days without fucking – that’s not like being a nympho she thought to herself.
Admittedly she did masturbate a lot, usually not more than once or twice a day though. She quickly let these thoughts drift from her mind as she lusted and fucked with the two men.
What delight Yvonne felt as the big, hard cock slid relentlessly in and out, in and out of her pussy. It was longer and thicker than her husband’s and she really appreciated the extra size, feeling it stretching her so that she felt wonderfully filled by the cock, and with the head of that cock that she so adored, just now and again pressing lightly against the wall of her uterus deep, deep within her as it all but bottomed out in her lusting, dribbling, and so receptive pussy. At the same time she had the lustful delight of being continually face fucked by the second of those two magnificent cocks that were so beautifully abusing her body.
Yvonne rocked back and forth, continually shoved this way and that by the huge, hard cocks that continued on and on fucking and fucking her pussy and mouth. The men’s hands kept mauling her naked body, feeling her breasts, feeling her pussy, sliding over her soft, smooth skin to explore every part of her.
Lust filled her mind and her body. She listened to the men panting and grunting as they lusted over and in her. This was no more than crude, debauched, lustful, sex with the two men satisfying their animal desires to dominate and to fuck. Yvonne herself was in a delirium of corrupt, wanton indulgence of her excessive sexual appetite.
Just half an hour earlier, Yvonne had never laid eyes on these men. She knew not their names nor anything about them. She had barely even glimpsed their faces and yet here they were fucking and fucking and fucking her – and she wanted it, she cared not what or who they were, she just craved for their gorgeous cocks to keep fucking and abusing her for ever.
The two guys swapped position and Yvonne next had the guy’s cock all covered with her pussy slime entering her mouth. She sucked it lovingly.
“Wait until Charlie and Ziggy hear about this'” the guy mounting into Yvonne’s pussy laughed to his mate.
Yvonne’s husband immediately took interest and asked about these two men that had been mentioned.
Being told that they were two guys staying in the next door apartments, Rob asked if he should go and bring them to join in fucking his wife.
The two guys agreed that he should, and so Robert, excitedly eager to have his wife fucked and degraded to the fullest extent possible, hurried off leaving his wife being fucked cunt and mouth.
Finding the apartment that he’d been directed to, Rob told the guys that their friends in the house next door, had a dirty slut who was turning it on, and that they’d asked Rob to let them know that they could join in if they wished.
It turned out that the only hesitation the guys had, was caused by the fact that they had a couple of their mates with them at the time.
“That’s not a worry,” Rob exclaimed, excitedly solving the problem for them, “bring them along too. The slut that they’ve got in there is such a dirty fucking whore that she’ll take on any number of you.
Moments later Rob was eagerly and lustfully leading the group of four men into the house where his wife Yvonne was being so thoroughly abused.
Yvonne was stunned when the chatter of these four new guys suddenly filled the room as they entered. That made six men – seven counting her husband Rob!
The newcomers quickly stripped naked to reveal their hard, lust filled cocks all ready to fuck this slut’s every body opening. They eagerly gathered around her and six pairs of hands where soon mauling her all over.
Soon Yvonne had two new cocks entering her mouth and pussy, then two more as the men constantly swapped position first fucking her sloppy cunt, then her so delightful mouth, then mauling her breasts, her belly, her thighs, her ass.
Soon her ass was being fingered by man after man as she continued to be cunt and mouth fucked.
The natural progression then, was for her to have her ass fucked as well as pussy and mouth.
She laughingly squatted down onto one guy’s cock as he held it erect and ready for her ass to slide down over its hard, lust gorged length. Leaning back onto her elbows and forearms, Yvonne then brought her knees up and apart so that the next guy could get in and continue fucking her pussy.
Having those two cocks wonderfully penetrating her two lower holes, Yvonne tipped her head back in preparation for a cock to plunge down her gullet.
Yvonne was gagging and choking, tears coming to her eyes as a cock plunged vigorously in and out of her mouth and right down into her actual throat.
She could feel the cocks rampant in her pussy and ass. She could feel them stretching her, especially the one in her bottom. She could feel them both deep within her body, pushing up each canal and almost rubbing together with only the thin membrane wall separating her two fuck tubes.
Yvonne’s body was surging with lustful sensations as she hovered so desperately close to orgasm.
Suddenly, unexpectedly, her mouth was filled with gooey cum as the cock began to pump spurt after spurt of its cum forth.
Yvonne lustfully slid her tongue around and around in the mucky stuff. Licking it about and tasting it as she swallowed it down.
The cock, still quite hard, slid slowly from between her lips. The guy’s cock then slapped heavily across her cheeks a few times before wiping the last remaining globs of white cum over her face.
Yvonne smiled up at the man, lightly moving her lips in a sexy kissing motion towards him.
No time for more of that though. Another cock was immediately filling her mouth. Yvonne sucked the new cock and licked lovingly, lustfully, sluttishly.
Yvonne loved this attention. She was the centre of the men’s world at that moment.
Vaguely she thought that she heard her husband asking the guy’s if they knew of any others who might want to use her. In her lust she would have taken any number of men who might come to fuck and use her.
Pussy and ass were both cummed in, making them sloppy and messy for the next cocks to enter, and enter they did. Once more Yvonne had three cocks fucking her mouth, pussy and bottom.
She was deliriously happy with this treatment. She responded to every shove of every cock, all the time wanting to satisfy every lustful move of the men.
Her brain was not consciously thinking of anything other than the wonderful cocks which were fucking her, yet somehow she slowly became aware that her husband was no longer there. She didn’t care. She had everything she could ever want.
She’d no sooner made this discovery about her husband, than he entered the room with another four men, all looking eagerly and expectantly into the room at the scene of such absolute debauchery.
This new group of men quickly began to strip so as to get their share of this depraved, perverted harlot.
The incredible orgy of moral corruption went on and on with Yvonne being fucked and fucked and fucked, continually, degradingly, used as no more than a living thing for the purpose of satisfying the men’s lustful desires.
Mouthful after mouthful of gooey semen she consumed.
Cuntload after cuntload of adulterous sperm filled her pussy and her bottom until every cock had satisfied themselves, some even using her more than once.
Yvonne lay there naked, fucked, hair dishevelled with cum matting it into a tacky mess. Her face with white cum dribbling down over it. Her pussy and ass oozing cum along with her own juices.
She was panting, exhausted, so wonderfully happy. She heard talk of tomorrow when there would be even more men to fuck her. She dreamily looked forward to more of the men’s lecherous treatment.

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Ashlee’s young life

PROLOUGE:
All characters place’s or descriptions are fiction. Any similarity to anyone or any thing in this story is coincidental.
I can’t remember how young I was when I first started playing with myself. I know that when I was four I was rubbing myself between my legs all the time. My mother was always scolding me and pushing my hand away from my crotch. The cotton panties that my mother made me wear rubbed me in a way that cause me to have a funny sensation between my legs, not an itch just a feeling that made me rub my pussy even more when I wore them. I would remove them every chance I got.
My name is Ashlee, and we lived in Westwood CA. My Dad was a gynecologist and my mother was a psychologist who specialized in kid traumas. I have flaming red hair and freckles all over me. Mom is a Red head too and was very good looking. She’s about 5’7” with a nice figure. Her bra size was 35cc. My Dad had blond hair and nice looking and was about 5’10”.
When I was nine years old my Dad caught me fingering my little pussy and he asked me if I would like him to do it. I was so scared about being caught I didn’t even think about it I just told him I would. For the next two years he would finger fuck me and eat my pussy at least once a day but never on week ends when Mom was home. I loved it, he made me feel so good and grown up. He taught me how to suck his cock and when he came I loved the taste and the reaction I got from him when he came in my mouth. I learned to swallow it all.
I had my first climax when I was eleven. My tits were just beginning to show and I would get a real funny feeling between my legs when my dad sucked on them. He was also now able to put two fingers in my vagina. One morning during the summer Mom had left for work and Dad was not needed at the office until Eleven o’clock. He had been finger fucking me for a while before he began to eat my little pussy. This time instead of just feeling good I started getting a funny sensation in my pussy I was breathing so fast it scared me. Suddenly I couldn’t help myself, I grabbed my Dads head and shoved his face into my crotch and my butt came off the bed and I had such a release that my whole body shook.
My Dad kept licking me and sticking his tongue in my peephole and it happened again. I started crying because I felt so good. Dad stopped licking me because he though he had hurt me. I told him no I like it and he could do it some more. He told me that I had my first orgasm, I didn’t know what that meant then but I knew it was good. He made me feel like that three more times before he left for work. The excitement he created in me made me want him to keep doing it. From that time on I would have a climax every time he ate my pussy or finger fucked me. He was always so gentle and new just where to touch me. We started to what I later found out was called 69ing. He would lay me across his chest with my pussy in his face and
I would suck his cock. I always came several times before my Dad did and each time I was ready to cum I would have to stop sucking because of the tremors that would race through my body. Just after turning twelve I was real proud of myself because I could get my dads whole six and a half inches into my mouth. I noticed he came a lot faster after that.
When I turned twelve my pussy began to have red hair around it. I entered Junior high school and had to take a sex education course where I learned a lot about my body, about sex and baby’s. Dad and I were having sex almost every day. It didn’t seem to slow him down because I could hear Mom moaning several time’s a week when he was fucking her. I spied on them when ever I could. Mom seemed to enjoy fucking most when she was sitting on top of him with his cock up inside her. One night I watched and I almost laughed out loud. Mom was shoving her pelvis back and fourth and moving up and down on Dads cock like a mad women. She was moaning and carrying on something terrible. I heard her say Ohhhhhh god ohhhhh baby I love your cock it makes me feel sooooo good. She kept it up for almost twenty minutes before she fell over on Dad’s chest.
The next morning I told him that I wanted him to fuck me like he did Mom. He said I was too young but when I turned thirteen he would. I could hardly wait. I sucked his cock real hard that time and felt wonderful when he came in my mouth. He finger fucked me and then for the first time he took his finger and slid it into my Ass. It hurt as first but soon it felt nice especially when he had one finger in my pussy with his thumb rubbing what I now know as my clitoris area and his middle finger in my Ass. When he did that I would have an orgasm almost immediately.
I think I was really in love with my father, but that all came to a crushing halt. One late afternoon when we thougt Mother was still at work she waked in on us while I was sucking Dad’s cock. Mom went nuts. Dad and Mom got a divorce and I later found out that she told Dad she would not turn him in and ruin his life if he promised never to touch me again and would pay child support as well as pay for the mortgage on the house. Dad must have agreed because he didn’t go to jail. Mom put me in therapy for five weeks.
I had my first encounter with a dog when I was twelve. I was sitting on the back porch one day during Easter vacation when a stray dog came into the yard. It was a big German Shepard. I was scared at first but he was real friendly and I began to pet him and rub his head. He suddenly stuck his nose between my legs and began to lick my pussy area because I didn’t have any panties on. At first it startled me and I tried to push him away, but it started feeling really nice and I remembered how good I felt when Dad use to eat my pussy. I opened my knees wide and let him lick. I leaned back and felt a climax coming on. I lifted up and his tongue went first inside my pussy and the across my clit causing me to cum.
He made me cum three times and the more I climaxed the harder and faster he licked. I had my eyes closed and my Ass was lifted up ready to cum again when he jumped up and put his front paws on my shoulders and I felt his cock ram into my pussy. It hurt so bad and before I could do anything his cock started going in and out of my little pussy like a piston and then I felt something large round and hard slamming into my pussy lips trying to get inside me. Lucky for me I was to tight for him to penetrate me with his knot. I wanted to scream but couldn’t. Then just as quickly the pain turned to pleasure and he made me have a climax. He jumped down and began to lick himself. I looked down and there was blood oozing out of me and a small pool of if on the bottom step.
He got up and began to licking me again. I opened my legs again and he jumped up on me and began to fuck me again. When I lifted up and his cock rapidly slid in and out of me just like before. I looked between my legs and was almost mesmerized as I watched his cock slide in and out of me. I think because he couldn’t get his knot inside me it allowed him to fuck more often. He would fuck me for awhile and then jump off me and walk around a bit before he would jump up and fuck me again. He did that several times before he stopped. I really like it. We had a shed in the back yard so I put him inside and gave him some water. I went to the store and bought some dry dog food and poured some on the floor. He must have been hungry because he ate almost the whole bag.
Mom had given me a computer for my thirteenth birthday and she taught me how to use it so I went inside and got on Google and typed in animal sex. What a site, it showed me how many women were getting fucked by dogs, horses, mules, pigs and just about every animal. I finger fucked myself while I was looking at the short video’s. I snuck out to the shed with a flashlight while Mom was in the study working on one of her cases. I found an old pair of dad’s overalls and laid them on the floor. I knelt down on my hands and knees just like I saw in the videos. The dog began to lick my pussy and Ass and then he mounted me and began to fuck me from behind. He seemed to really know what to do. Thankfully he still couldn’t get his knot inside me.
I looked around the shed and found a tape measure. I measured the length of his cock. It was six inches to the knot and a total of eight inches to his regular balls. I got back down on my knees and let him fuck me again. I stayed in that position for almost an hour and he fucked me four times. I loved it. I heard Mom calling from inside the house so I ran and sat down on the porch. I yelled I was on the back porch. She came out and sat down next to me. She asked me how school was doing and was I ok. I was scared she could smell the dogs cum in my pussy mixed with my own but she didn’t say anything. I told her I was fine. I asked her if she missed Dad? She looked at me and said, “How could you ask such a thing, of course not.” She didn’t sound real convincing. I said “ I miss Dad” as we walked into the house. I asker if it would be ok for me to sleep with her that night. She said she would like that.
After I took a shower I went into her bedroom and she pulled back the covers and I crawled in. I snuggled up close and she put her arm under my head. I don’t know What made me do it but I suddenly rolled over on top of her. I told her I loved her and I put my arms around her head and she put hers around my shoulders and back. I stretched up and kissed her on the mouth. I could feel her warm large breasts against mine. She smelled and felt so good. She pulled me tight into her and kissed me back. She lowered her hands down my Ass and opened her legs pulling me close to her. My pussy was shoved into hers and just for a moment or two she rocked me back and fourth rubbing our pussy’s together. We kissed for several minutes and then she shoved me off her and stammered, “I’m sorry honey.” I don’t know why she was sorry because I really liked it. Why are you sorry I asked her, you didn’t do anything wrong. She didn’t say anything she just turned over with her back to me. I’m not sure but I think she cried.
We fell asleep and when I woke up I watched her as she stepped out of the shower. There was no door between the bathroom and bedroom. I thought how beautiful she is as she stood toweling herself. Her flaming red hair and big beautiful breasts with light pink areolas and pink nipples. Her pussy hair was a light red like I was getting. I hoped that I would grow up to be as beautiful. We ate breakfast and she dropped me off at school and went on to work.
I started looking at every kind of porno I could without paying. I found a site that had all kinds of dirty stories. Dads fucking their daughters, Mother’s fucking their Sons, brothers and sisters fucking, every kind of sex imaginable including stories about people fucking animals. When Mom was at work I stared letting the dog come into the house and fuck me while I was reading those stories. The first time he fucked me six times before Mom came home,
I finally told Mom about how I had found the dog when she discovered him in the shed. I told her that I checked all the papers and the area to see if anyone lost him. And after a lot of pleading she agreed to let me keep him. I called him Bruno. For the rest of the year I let that dog fuck me every day as often as he could. Then one night I was reading this one dog story that really turned me on. I finger fucked myself and let the dog lick my pussy as I read. Finally I got on my hands and knees and my pussy was really wet because I had cum several times. He started fucking me like he always did when suddenly his knot shoved up inside me. I really let out a scream it hurt so bad. His cock was really hammering me and it felt like the end of his cock was hitting tha back of my vagina wall. A short time after his knot went in side he stopped and just held me and began to give sharp little thrusts and every time he did I felt his hot cum shoot up inside me.
He just kept shooting his sperm into me and as the pain subsided I started to cum as I felt his hot cum hit the back of my vagina. What a feeling, but after he stopped I got really scared because his cock wouldn’t come out and he turned around so we were Ass to Ass. He tried to pull out of me and started to drag me across the floor. I didn’t know what to do so I grabbed his hind legs and held him. Then I started to cry because I thought what if Mom comes home and finds me like this.
He kept trying to get away and it caused his knot and cock to move inside my pussy walls. Back and fourth it went and I started to cum again but this time when I came a whole bunch of water came out of me and I damn near fainted. My legs were trembling because It was the biggest climax I had ever felt. There was water and cum all over the rug. Finally his knot popped out and what a feeling of relief in my vagina. I hurriedly washed the rug and put a 1/2 glass of water on the table so I could explain to Mom that I had spilt it.
For the next month I almost wore the dog out. I let him fuck me every moment I could. My grades began to go down and I started to think bout Dad. I only saw him when it was my birthday or at Christmas time and then only if Mom was present. Finally I told Mom I wanted to go spend a week end with Dad. She was completely against my staying over night. I agreed to come home by dark on Saturday and by five o’clock on Sunday. She finally agreed to let me go the first week of summer if I got my grades up. I started getting really excited because I was thirteen and I remembered Dad promised to fuck me then.
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ITS WAS SO GOOD

I just got my discharge from the National Guard for beating the shit out of my captain and being a.w.o.l for three weeks. I had worked hard to become a P.F.C., and in one second it was all gone.

Family Ties.

“Family Ties”
A Dr. Love story.
This story contains incest. If you don’t like it, don’t read it.
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It was July. The Midwest Summers can be killer. With the humidity the way it is, it’s no big deal to have two or three weeks with nothing but 90 degree days.
I was sitting at my table eating a bowl of cereal. My mother was buzzing around the room doing some last minute packing. Her and my dad were taking a trip to California with my Aunt Linda and her husband. I had already been there with them a few times didn’t really like it. It just didn’t feel right. So, I was gonna go upstate and spend the week with my cousins.
Now, back in the day, my mom and a few of her sisters and brothers all got pregnant around the same time. They thought it’d be nice to watch their kids grow up together.
I was the oldest of the bunch and only retained a close relationship with two of them. They were my aunt Lindas kids. They were twins; Steven and Stephanie. Aunt Linda and Uncle Paul thought it’d be cute to give their kids with similar names.
18 years later, I sat at my table getting ready to make the familiar trip up to see them.
“Alright, sweety. We’ve gotta head out. Stay out of trouble.” Mom said to me.
“Yup. No problem, mom.” I said.
“I talked to Linda this morning. She says Steve and Steph were excited to spend the week with you.” she said.
We lived closer to the airport and Linda and Paul were going to drive down to meet my parents there. I had to drive about 45 miles north to get to their farm.
Mom and dad left and I heard the tires drag over the gravel. Alone at last. I sighed to myself.
“Gonna be a good week.” I said.
I finished my cereal and grabbed my suitcase I’d packed the night before and loaded it in my truck. I locked my doors and I was off.
The trip is pretty boring as you stay on one highway for 95% of it. Finally, I turned off onto some backroads and kept on truckin’.
A few miles later, I saw their two story house sitting up on the hill. Man, they had some green, green grass. I pulled in their long driveway and stopped in front of their house.
I hadn’t seen my cousins since Christmas time. We’d all been pretty busy.
I grabbed my suitcase and went up to the door. 1 Knock. 2 knocks.
“Come in.” I heard. It had to be Steve.
I opened the door and got blast of A/C to the face. Woo. It felt great.
On the inside, sitting on the couch bare-chested, flipping through channels was Steve.
“Hey, Bret.” He said.
“What’s up?” I said smiling. I moved over to him and gave him a hand shake.
Even though he grew up on a farm, Steve could pass for an O.C. native. He was about 5’10, kinda shaggy blonde hair that had little curls in it, blue eyes (as we all had), White, white teeth, a great tan, and was super tone. I can’t say he was ripped because he didn’t have muscles bulging everywhere. He had a real six pack and some nicely shaped arms.
“How ya been?” he asked.
“Good. You?” I said, sitting down at the other end of the couch.
“Eh. Can’t complain, I suppose.” he answered.
“Steve! Is that Bret?” I heard a voice from upstairs call.
“Who the fuck else would it be?” Steve answered.
Down the stairs came a very attractive girl. She was about 5’6, 115 lbs, mid-shoulder blonde hair, blue eyes, nice tan, and white smile. Just like her brother.
“Bret!” She yelled as she ran to me, giving me a hug. “I missed you!”
“Ha. I bet.” I said, trying to get over my shock of how attractive Steph had gotten.
Steph was wearing a pair of black shorts and a pretty tight white shirt. I sat myself back down…just in case.
Stephanie went on talking about all kinds of nonsense until she was interrupted by her phone. She answered and ran upstairs. Must be talking about boys.
“Wow. She looks…uh…different.” I said
Steven laughed. “Yeah, I know what you mean, brother.”
Feeling awkward, I changed the subject.
“So what do you do out here for fun?” I asked Steve.
“You see it.” he said.
“Nah. For real.” I asked.
“Eh. Party a little here and there.” He said.
“Oh. You party?” I asked. I knew the answer. I was just messing around.
“Yup. Fuckin’ sucks with summer here. Everyone is always gone. I’ve been havin’ to drink with Steph. It’s boring as fuck.” he said.
“Well, fuck” I started, “You want someone to drink with, I’ll be available tonight.”
“Sounds good.” he said. “You, me, and Steph’ll knock out a case tonight. Ha. She’s gonna drink you under the table.”
“She drink a lot?” I asked.
He gave me this weird smile.
“Too much, sometimes.” he said.
Before I could follow up with a question, Steph came down in a black bikini.
“It’s too hot. I’m gonna go swim. You guys wanna come?” She asked.
I couldn’t answer her for the world. I was too awestruck by her smooth, tan body.
“Uh, yeah. Be out there in a bit.” Steve answered for me.
Stephanie walked out the door.
“Dude. Snap out of it.” Steve laughed.
“Huh? What’re you talking about?” I said, trying to sound believable.
“Ha. I wonder.” Steve said. “Come on. Let’s get you put in the room and get your trunks on.”
Steve led me down to the basement. Their basement was essentially a second living room. A couch, two chairs, fooseball table, and TV were the center of attention. On each end there was a door. Each led to a different bedroom, Steven or Stephanies.
Steve brought me to his room and sat my suitcase down.
“You remember your trunks?” He asked.
“Yeah. I’m pretty sure I got ’em.” I said.
Steve went over to his dresser, opened a drawer, picked around and pulled out some white trunks.
I opened my suitcase and shuffled through until I found my blue ones. I grabbed them, unfolded them, and looked up. Steve had slid his shorts down to his ankles and stepped out of them.
I couldn’t believe it. I knew we were close, both boys, etc. But I couldn’t believe he was just standing there naked in front of me. It kind of made me hard in a weird way.
To my surprise, Steve had no tan lines on his body. How he accomplished that, I could guess.
Steve stepped into his shorts and pulled them up. The last glimpse I got was of a nice, thick flaccid cock. He had a nice shave job going on.
Steve tied his strings and looked at me.
“Well?” Steve asked.
“I’m gettin’ to it.” I said.
I took off my shirt laid it on the bed. I tried to bide some time so Steve didn’t see my half-erection. Fearing I was starting to act weird, I just yanked my jeans and boxer off in one swoop.
I took my time in getting my trunks ready to go, hoping that Steve would take a look.
I glanced over in his mirror a little, and to my delight, Steves eyes were looking right at my shaved cock. I started to get hard, so I slipped my trunks on quickly.
“Ready?” Steve asked me.
“You go ahead.” I said. “I gotta use the bathroom.”
Steve and Stephanie both had their own bathrooms. It was just more convenient that way.
I walked in and sat on the toilet. I pulled my shorts down to my ankles and took my cock into my hand. Out at the pond was my beautiful cousin in her black bikini. What a sight she was.
I pounded my cock into submission remembering the way Steph had greeted me. Her firm tits pressed into my chest with out hug. God. What a girl.
My cock was throbbing. I had to shoot one off or I’d surely have a boner the whole time we were swimming. Everyone knows what that’s like.
I quickened my pace and felt a tug at my balls. Here it came. What sweet relief. I shot multiple times into the air and leaned myself back.
“Fuck…” I said.
I cleaned myself off and opened the door to see Steve sitting on his bed laughing.
“Jesus Christ. Are you gonna be ok this week?” He asked between laughs.
“What are you talking about?” I asked. “I had to shit.”
“It’s cool, dude. We’ve all done it.” He said. “Come on. Steph probably thinks we’re dead.”
We walked back out into the hot and made our way through the woods.
“Look, dude.” Steve started. “You can sleep in my bed or on the couch in the party room (This is what they caleld the open area with the TV, couch, etc.). But if you need some more private space, there’s my bathroom or my room.”
“What do I need private room for?” I asked.
Steve stopped and looked at me.
“You gonna make me say it?” he asked.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I lied.
“Look, I know Stephs a fox. She’s probably the hottest fucking girl I know and she’s my sister. Apparently, you forgot I’m a teenager too. You think you’re the first guy to bust a nut over Steph?” He said as he stared into my eyes.
“What are you saying?” I asked…unsure of what he was getting at.
“I’m saying that I know Steph is hott as fuck and I think of her when I beat off. That’s what I mean by private room.” he said.
“Alright dude. Thanks…” I said. I felt so embarassed.
We kept walking until we came to the pond. Steph was swimming around in the middle.
“Jesus. What took you guys so long? Did you need a quickie?” She giggled.
“Damn.” I whispeded to Steve.
“Let’s just get in the water before something pops up.” he said to me.
We jumped in and immediately tag teamed on Steph. We threw her up in the air, tried to dunk her, splashed her…just about everything.
Truth be told, we were just two horny teens groping a fine-ass girl.
At one point, we were about belly button deep in water and Steph was trying to get away from me. Her hand came back and touched my bulging cock. I could have sworn that as quick as it happened, Steph had just squeezed my cock.
I thought about it for the rest of the swim time trying to figure out if it was just an accident. Damn. Damn. Damn.
Steph announced she’d had enough and got out to go back to the house. As she walked away from us, she slipped her fingers up the backside of her bikini and pulled the material out of her ass cheeks.
Steve and I shot looks back and forth. Steph walked up the trail and out of sight.
“Holy fuck I’m horny.” Steve said.
“Damn right.” I said.
“Ha. You’ve been here a few hours. I have to look at that everyday.” he said.
“I can’t imagine…” I said.
It was starting to get dark so Steve and I got out and took off down the trail as well.
“So…Steph…she fuck?” I asked Steve. There was no more awkwardness between us.
“Yeah, dude. 2-3 guys that I know of.” He said.
“I gotcha.” I said.
The rest of our walk consisted of telling stories of how we’d grabbed at Steph and how it made us feel. Damn we were horny.
We got to the house and went downstairs. Stephs door was shut and her stereo was up pretty loud. Just as we got to Steves door, Steph popped out of her room.
“Do we have any alcohol for tonight?” She asked.
“Yeah. It’s in the fridge.” Steve said.
“Yay!” Steph said as she hopped back into her room.
Steve and I made our way into his room and he locked the door.
“Alright. I wanna show you something. But you don’t say a fucking word.” He said.
“Ok…?” I answered.
Steve walked over to his dresser, took the top drawer completely out, and looked around the empty space. He reached his arm in and grabbed something. He pulled out a manilla envelope and sat it on my lap.
“What is it?” I asked.
“Just look.” He said.
I opened to folder staring back at me were a shit-load of pictures of Stephanie. I was amazed. Pictures of her from around what looked to be about 16 to the present.
“How’d you get these?” I asked.
“I told you.” he said “Sometimes she just has too much to drink.”
I looked through the pictures and got so turned on. There were pictures of her in bathing suits, panties, bras, everything. God, Stephanie was hott.
My huge erection was hidden safely beneath the folder. Steve, however, saw no need to hide his as his shorts started to point at me.
I got more toward the bottom of the pile and saw a picture of what looked like Stephanie asleep…but she had no panties on and a cock in her mouth.
“Who is this?” I asked.
Steve laughed and pulled his shorts down.
“Look familiar?” He asked.
“Oh my God! This is you?” I asked him.
“That’s right. She’d never do it if she was sober. Alcohol makes people do some strange things.” He said. “Well, once she was awake, but still pretty drunk, I got her to flash me and give me a hand job. She never remembered it, though.”
“Fuckin’ lucky.” I said.
“I’ve got something else…” He said.
He reached under his mattress and pulled out a CD in a white wrapper. He walked over to his TV and popped it in the DVD player.
“This is new.” He said.
It started out in the bathroom with a close up on Steves face. His grin was huge and he gave the camera a thumbs up. His hands disappeared and you could tell the top of the camera was being nudged.
He walked to the door and there was Steph.
“What are you doing in here?” She asked.
“I had to piss.” Steve lied.
“You have a bathroom.” She said.
“My toilets backed up.” he explained and walked out.
The video went on as Steph laid her pajamas down and messed with the sink-top radio.
I looked over at Steve.
“How did you…?” I asked.
“Towels. Put it in some towels.” he explained.
I turned back to the movie. Steph was down to her bra and matching panties staring in the mirror.
Steve got up, pulled his trunks off, and sat back down beside me. He was hard.
“Hope you don’t mind” he said. “but it’s my room. If you don’t wanna see, look away.”
Steve started to stroke himself as the video went on. He noticed I had a sizable erection in my trunks.
“Fuckin’ take ’em off.” he instructed.
I did as I was told. I leaned back on my elbows and slowly stroked myself watching Steph.
With the radio on, Steph was dancing in front of the mirror to the music. Without breaking her song, she reached back and unlatched her bra. Her breasts bounced out. Next came her matching panties. God how I wish she’d turn toward the camera. It was only a profile view, but it was gorgeous.
She turned the shower on and kept dancing. Finally, she got in the shower and pulled the curtain.
“This part is shit.” Steve said as he began to fast forward.
It got to the part where the shower curtain opened. BINGO. Out stepped a soaking wet Steph.
We leaned back together and quickened the pace of our pumps. Steph was just standing there, drying her hair.
“Ah, fuck.” Steve said. “This isn’t working. Here…”
Steve removed my hand from my cock and moved it to his. He then took his hand and grabbed mine.
“This isn’t gay if we’re both thinking about Steph, right?” he asked.
“I suppose not.” I said with fake reassurance.
Steve knew just how to grasp. It was perfect. I tried my best to as I slid my hand up and down his 6.5 incher. I could tell Steve was getting into it, and to be honest, so was I. We kept this up for a few more minutes as the video rolled.
Finally, the screen went to back and neither of us had given up.
“Fuck.” Steve said. “I uh…I have one more idea…” he said.
“What? I gotta get this fuckin’ boner to go away.” I said.
“What if we…uh…what if we sucked each other?” he proposed.
“Whatever we gotta do, dude.” I said, excited.
With that, Steve got down between my legs and looked up at me with his boner and his big, blue eyes.
“Remember…not gay.” he laughed.
I winked at him and he closed his eyes, breathed deep, and took me into his mouth. Woo! What a cocksucker. He hummed as he ran his tongue over my shaft. It was beautiful. I picked up some of the pictures of Steph and tried to imagine it was her doing this to me. In a strange way, I was just as satisfied that it was Steve.
I tried to hold back, but I was only so strong. Soon, my hand was pressed on the back of Steves head, and I was fucking his face as my balls erupted. Shot after shot hit the back of his throat.
Steve stood up and spit.
“Not too bad…” he said.
He sat down on the bed. My turn. I leaned down and stroked his hard cock a few times. I stuck my tongue out and swirled it over the tip of his head. “Fuck it” I thought. I opened wide and took him in my mouth.
“Jesus Christ…” he whispered.
He was right. It wasn’t too bad. I kinda liked it. I pumped him and pumped him as I sucked. It was actually pretty enjoyable.
Soon enough, Steve was bucking his hips into my face and had ahold of my hair. Thats when I felt the hot shots nailing the back of my throat.
“Shit. I’m cumming. I’m cumming!” he yelled.
He didn’t need to tell me. Half of it shot down my throat and the other half I managed to spit out. We laid there for a minute.
“Well…we better get dressed and break open that beer.” Steve said.
“Yeah. Let’s get on that.” I said.
Steve stood up and bent down to pick up his shorts. I couldn’t help it. At that moment, all I wanted to do was walk over and take him from behind. What had gotten into me?
Steve threw on a t shirt and pair of loose shorts. I slipped on some jeans and a t shirt.
We walked out to the party room and opened the fridge. We each grabbed some beers and sat down.
Steph came out of her room.
“You guys ready? Yay!” she exclaimed. She ran over and got some beer of her own and sat down on the couch next to me.
I started getting horny again right away knowing I had just seen this girl naked a few minutes before. But she was none the wiser.
We sat there making small talk and drinking.
A couple of hours passed and Steve and Steph were both on their way. I had paced myself because I had a plan. Like Steve said…sometimes she just drinks too much. I never let Steve onto my plan, so I had to act like I was feeling the effects as well.
To make sure they’d be good and drunk, I kept rambling about how Steph was just a little kid that couldn’t drink and then I’d go on about how Steph could drink Steve under the table. I turned it into a competition.
Pretty soon, they were drinking way more than they could handle. They were both stumbling around and slurring their words. My plan was gonna work.
A little bit later, Steve was falling asleep in his chair and announced he was going to bed. He’d had too much to drink.
I stayed out on the couch and talked with Steph for awhile. To my surprise, she didn’t seem so drunk.
“Alright. Help me to my room, good sir.” she said.
I helped her up and she hung on me as we made our way to her room.
“Here you go.” I said.
My plan was to wait until she passed out, and then go to work.
“Wait. I need help getting into bed.” she said.
So I lifted her sheets, and walked her over.
“No. I can’t wear this.” she said, pointing to her skirt and shirt.
“Well…here. Let me help you.” I said.
I unzipped her skirt and slipped it down slow, bending my whole body. I let my face linger in front of her panty-clad pussy for a moment before coming up.
I then hooked her shirt and pulled it over her head.
“That better?” I asked.
“You tell me…” she said. She leaned in and kissed me. Then, she started laughing.
She crawled into bed and I got ready to leave.
“Bret. Don’t leave yet. Come lay with me for awhile. Just ’til I fall asleep.” she begged.
“Well…if I have to.” I said, acting like I didn’t want to.
I laid down next to her and she turned to look right at me.
“I’ve seen you looking at me, Bret.” she said.
“What do you mean?” I asked.
“I saw the way you kept staring at me all day…the way you and Steve were groping me.” she said.
“You’re drunk.” I tried to explain.
“No. I’m not. I just let Steve think I am sometimes…” she said.
I thought I knew what she meant…but I had to make sure.
“What do you mean?” I asked.
“See…Steve thinks I’m drunk…then he gets courageous. He’ll do all sorts of stuff with me when he thinks I’m passed out. He stuck his fucking dick in my mouth one time…” she said.
The thought of the picture Steve had showed me came to mind…
“…and another time he thought I was drunk, I gave him a handjob. Probably thinks I don’t remember it.” she said.
“Why would you do that stuff?” I asked.
“Steve is soooo cute!” She said. “God. I know he wants me but he just won’t do anything unless he thinks I’m drunk…and I can’t just be like “hey, brother, come fuck me”, you know?”
This was so weird. These siblings were obsessed with each other and didn’t think the other knew about it.
“You’re good looking too, Bret. Good looks must run in this family.” She said.
“Ha. Thanks.” I said. “So…let me get this straight…you’re not drunk?”
“Nope.” she said. “But how about we pretend I am?”
She leaned in and kissed me hard. I quickly sat up and took off my shirt. My hands were shaking as I reached to undo my jeans. Eventually, they came off. As did my boxers.
I laid there naked next to Steph who was still wearing her undergarments…for now.
She reached down and squeezed my shaft.
“Oooh…I like it. It’s thick like Steves.” she smiled.
I let her have a few tugs and then I stood up and removed the covers. I grabbed at her panties and yanked them down. I saw a perfectly shaved pussy. Just like the one from the video.
I got my face close and attacked. I shoved my tongue in and out and in and out. I wanted to taste every sweet inch of cousin Stephanie.
Stephanie let out littles gasps and tried to control her leg movements.
“Oh fuck…” she said.
I licked her a few more times and brought myself back up. She sat up and removed her bra. Boing, boing. Out they came.
I lifted a leg on each of my shoulders and lined myself up. With one last look to Steph to be sure, I pushed slowly into her pussy. What a glove it was.
I pumped in her slow the first times through…and then sped up.
“Uh…uh…uh…” she moaned.
“Oh, Steph…your pussy…amazing…” I said.
“Fuck me…fuck me…fuck me…” she said.
I kept ramming my hard shaft in and out of her.
Finally, I released her legs and pulled her on top of me. I laid down on my back as she straddled my groin. She moved her hips back and forth nice and slow for awhile. Wow.
I reached up and cupped her gorgeous breasts. She started bouncing up and down on my cock, slamming my balls down every time. I removed my hands from her breasts and brought them down to grasp her hips. I began my best to match her motions and pound her as hard as I could.
Finally, I felt her pussy clamping down on my cock…my own balls beginning to tug. This was it!
Steph let out a long, loud moan. I followed suit. Our juices released and mingled inside the walls of cousin Stephanies pussy. The hot wetness splashed over my cock.
Our sweaty bodies were quickly being cooled by the A/C that was being blasted inside the house. Steph laid down on top of my chest, me still inside her. She kissed my neck a few times and wrapped her arms around me. Every so often, I’d feel her pussy clamp on my cock once more.
“So…” I said, breaking the silence, “what do you wanna do tomorrow?”

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life as a boy/girl chapter 6 part 1

This is part one of the final chapters of the series I have poured alot of work into. It’s not really long and I guess it’s not all that intresting but hey. Oh yea I would like to say sorry about the last chapter and not saying which chapter it was hehe yea I was in a rush and pressed the wroung button thinking that the system would save my story.

the creators chapter 3 (rewritten)

Authors note: this is the rewrite to chapter 3 sorry about chapter 2 double post. As always this story contains themes some people not like such as young, incest, mind control and possibly bestiality down the road. Thank you for reading my series thus far nothing much has changed in this chapter just a few word changes and some extra dialogue. thank you and enjoy and previously stated in the original chapter 3 there will be no sex in this or the next chapter so I can develop my characters and story more.
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CHAPTER 3 rewrite
I woke up the next morning to a soft sort of mewing sound behind me. Groggy but curious I turn my head to see my sister sleeping next to me in bed; I guess she must have sneaked in with me last night while I was sleeping. Not wanting to wake her beautiful sleeping form I slowly slipped out of bed trying as best as I could to not make a lot of noise.
I stripped off my clothes as I got to the bathroom desperately needing a shower after all that happened yesterday I was sweaty sticky and just tense as hell. I started up the shower waiting a few moments for the water to heat up. when it was finally ready I stepped in and felt the warm water run along my body slowly waking me up from my stiff zombie like state. As I stood there I thought about the past two days and all the events that had happened. The car, me and sis ending up together, the floating bottles the man who claims to be my father and claims I have powers of my own, the doctors and the doctor with the missing eye who I refer to as the white Russian and my escape from the hospital.
All the stress had hit me like a brick I fell to the floor of the shower from the stress the past two days I didn’t have time to think about what was going on it just happened but here I had all the time in the world to think. I began to worry as thoughts flew through my brain a mile a minute “ The doctors have my address they have to there’s no way I could have been admitted to the hospital last night without my mother filling it out. They’ll come for me and my family to get me wont they and they’ll also…” my mind kept shooting out worry after worry.
After I pulled myself off the floor and got out of the shower. I dried myself off and draped the towel around my waist as I walked over to my room to get dressed. When I entered my room my sister was no longer there asleep on my bed. “ huh she must have gotten up and went back to her room” I said to myself. Just then I noticed a little note on my pillow kinda like they leave in hotels. I thought maybe it was something cute my sister set but as I read it I realized it was the exact opposite of my cute angel of a sister and more like the devil of the man from yesterday. The man I wont ever recognize as my father.
The letter stated:
“Hey kid thought I surprise you with this letter but I’m guessing your just getting angry ahahaha” not kidding he really wrote “ahahaha” “ I noticed your little brain over there working overtime with worry so to burn out your fears I went a head and deleted all known information on you throughout the entire hospitals networks I even went as far as to erase a few doctors memories but I might have gone a bit far with that one now those poor poor doctors don’t even remember they have a family to go home to hahaha” seriously he wrote the laughing. “just remember don’t be getting to emotional there you might just blow up literally! I must go now bye~~~”
“asshole” I muttered under my breath when suddenly more words started to fade onto the paper.
“P.S. I sent you a little gift it should be there shortly” and that was all it said I wondered about the “gift” he sent I had a feeling it will be dangerous, but I did finally calm down my worries slipped off of me as I read the note; the feeling of knowing my family was safe was a huge weight off my shoulders.
I walked out to the bedroom hallway which immediately connected to the kitchen as I stepped into the kitchen I saw my mother leaning over the sink doing the dishes with an odd sort of beautiful finesse. the light from the kitchen window illuminating her beautiful face. Strands of hair draping down the side of her face just for her to reach back and tuck it behind her ear. I just don’t know what it is about women that makes there every action so perfect and beautiful totally lost in her image for the moment forgetting about where I was momentarily.
As I came out of my trance from my mother I gave a weak “m-mom” she heard me luckily and turned my way.
“oh sorry honey I didn’t see you there give me just one minute” she said while turning off the sink and drying her hands.
She hopped over to me and gave me a hug like usual, and as usual her face pressing right into my crotch but the look on her face seem to say she didn’t even notice. She had a big grin on her face as she asked me “do you need something sweety?”
“yeah actually mom I want to know what happened with my father.” I said with a stern strait face as I looked her in the eyes.
She visibly took a step back by this question “Y-your father!? Sweety why would you wanna know about that?”
“i just think its time for me to hear about what happened it’s alright if you don’t wanna tell me though”
she was quiet for a few minutes then suddenly sighed “i guess I would have to tell you one of these days why not today then I guess”
“are you sure I know it must be hard to talk about it”.
“no its fine I knew this would happen someday I just wasn’t expecting today”
I nod my head letting her know I understand and she takes her time trying to figure out the words she wants to say.
“I’m sure you know about the base details of it like the fact that when I was 8 years old I met a man and some say he raped me I still don’t to this day but we did have sex and I was impregnated by this man and gave birth to you and your sister. I’m sure you know all this already correct?”
“yes I do” I simply stated
“well there’s a bit more to the story than just the base facts to this story. On the day that I met your father it was a bright and sunny day in spring the birds chirping the bugs humming along and I was none the wiser about the world. I was walking home from school that day when suddenly it felt like something was calling to me. My body on its own began to move to god knows
where.
When I finally stopped moving I don’t remember the name of the place but it was this old motel the place looked like it hadn’t been clean in years the floors were this disgusting mix of yellow tiles and mold in fact I think every wall of the place had mold on it.
As I stood there unable to move I felt a hand on my shoulder I tried to look but my head was stuck in place all I could see was what I later figured out to be a trench coat my body suddenly started moving along with him as we walked up to the counter.
“i would like to order a room for one night for me and my daughter” the man said to the clerk.
I stood there unable to speak only nod as the clerk looked over the counter to see me. As we entered the room I felt even more fear flow through my body at the thought that I didn’t know what the man wanted to do. I started shaking in fear then he knelt down and that’s when I saw your fathers face. The best way to describe your father would be that he looked young but had a thick face but was pretty skinny his hair and beard were both bright orange and he looked very dirty almost like he had been in a fight or was rolling around in mud for days strait he wore a long trench coat that looked worn and old like as if had it for a while. He had tears running down his face and he was apologizing profusely saying things like “I’m sorry this has to be done please forgive me” over and over again while moving me over to the hotel bed. I knew at this point your father wasn’t a bad person. He then proceeded to have intercourse with me.
When he finished he left the room still apologizing just as much even more actually and then he was gone. Jump to nine months later and there you guys are being born, the happiest day of my life.
Once everybody had left the room that’s when I saw your father a second time.
“wait dad was in the hospital with you!?” I said shocked at this
“yup he came right over and sat down next to me he was quiet for the longest time as he tried to think of the words to say then guess what”
“what?” I asked curiously
“out of nowhere you started crying in my arms you actually got your father to smile and made us both laugh”
“hes got a good voice I can tell he’ll be a fine man someday” your father said very proudly
“look I wanted to apologize for putting this heavy burden on you I know right now you wont understand but in the future there will be things to happen some behind the shadows but many out open to the world for all to see and our son will be there to guide it all this great change to the world I can feel it” he smiled while wiping a tear from his eyes “just one more thing” I looked at him curiously “what?”
“may I please have a picture with my kids”
“and that’s how my story ends please excuse me for a bit I’m just getting emotional nothing to worry about.”
I let mom walk away I knew she would be fine shes strong. I had a lot to think about now the man she described in the story sounds nothing like the man I met they sound like polar opposites to be honest. I decided worrying wouldn’t help right now and that I should just relax. I sat down on my couch and started watching an episode of an anime called sword art online on my T.V. When about halfway through the episode I hear a knock at the door.
I slowly opened the door revealing a fiery beauty at my door and man she was hot. Think my tongue fell out of my jaw. She was this short redheaded girl bright red almost like a fire. her face was round and she wore heavy eye liner just the right amount to make her look incredible. then her body My god her body her ass was amazing I could already tell just by looking at her front, and her tits they were amazing I gotta say E’s at least she was wearing these tight jeans and an equally tight black tank top that complimented her huge breasts nicely its like she left home this morning and made sure that every man she walked by had an instant hard-on.
By the time I realized I was staring to much I readjusted my self and held out my hand “hi I’m Ale…” she walked right past me ignoring me completely as she sat down on my couch. I was surprised to say the least I mean she just walked into my house and sat down on my couch like it was nothing.
“Awesome! I love SAO” she said as if she didn’t just barge in here but honestly I wasn’t complaining.
Its not every day you got a hot girl on you couch watching anime. I move behind her just as the episode ends and clear my throat loudly. She turns around and stares at me intensely “yeah what do ya want” she says with a temper.
“What do you mean what do I want you enter my house, watch my anime so I’d really like to know why your here” I said starting to get angry myself.
“your old man sent me” she said making me have even more questions.
“what do you mean he sent you?”
“didn’t you get the note he said he would tell you I was coming”
all the note said was a gift was coming… wait a second does he mean her! Shes the gift!
“why would he send you for what reason?”
“fer god sakes you’re loud shut up for a sec god damn he sent me cause I’m supposed to train you” she said while scratching the back of her head in an annoyed manner.
“train me? Train me in what?”
“magic dumb ass what else would there be? cause he obviously didn’t train you in fashion sense” she said while looking over my closes which was just an outfit I threw together at the last moment. I felt myself getting more angry at her here she comes barging in sits on my couch and then starts critiquing me on my fashion.
“magic? What magic?” I said while remembering the time in the hospital with that man when he stopped all my movements completely.
“ugh do you ever shut up you’re given me a headache goddamn it I know what kid of training you need !” she flick up her hand and out of nowhere a pencil flew up into the air and then suddenly flew at my head .I quickly dodged it before it hit me, and when I looked back half the pencil was imbedded deep in the wall.
“H-HOLY SHIT!! Jesus lady you trying to kill me. for fucks sake how the fuck did you do that” I screamed
“like I said with MAGIC retard you know for someone who’s race is the strongest there is you sure don’t know shit”

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Nasty Boys by Millie Dynamite

Flash story about two boys fool around on a random chat site and meet a woman that convinces the boys to do nasty things together. Very different than my usual story. No murder, rape, or violence. Read and enjoy leave a comment if you like.

Love Hurts

I wasn’t only talking about sex with Carolina, I was talking about submission, sadomasochism, about limits… With Carol! She came out of nowhere and asked if I was familiar with it, then asked how a person knows she is into it… It just became the more unexpected and pleasurable conversation I had in a long, long time.

wonderfull water adventure

10 years into our marriage and the sex was non existent . Don’t get me wrong I loved Maggie but we got into our rut and drifted apart sexually , sure we played the happy family role but me turning 40 and becoming addicted to internet porn ignited a flame inside. On one of my wanking sessions I stumbled across one of those affair sites and decided to create an account .
Browsing around I noticed one woman whose photo was of her squatting over her toilet naked with her face blurred out . Immediately my cock went into overdrive and to my surprise she was from the same town as me . I emailed her my details etc, and asked if she fancied a cheat date .All night my mind raced with images of the squatting lady pissing all over me my boner ached for her.
Next day when I got to my email there was a reply from vixen , she said she loves fucking married men the idea of any woman having something she can’t is ridiculous . She told me she is a nymphomaniac and wants me tonight she sent her number . Rushing to my pocket for my phone I started to fumble around with numbers trying desperately to ring her . After 6 rings she picked up.
”Hello Jeff ”she said ”Ive been expecting your call’ ‘.Her voice sounded so dirty , I asked her where we could meet and she had a motel booked already I got the address and time and after a few naughty comments she hung up.
As 7 o clock approached I arrived at the motel I was becoming nervous the realisation of the situation was starting to take over . Number 5 I spoke quietly to myself as I tapped on the door. Vixen answered and my word was she such an erotic creature .Her face was one of average beauty but with a look of pure lust and sex kitten eyes . Her shoulder length dirty blond hair casually styled and a sensual red figure hugging dress made my cock spring to life. Without warning she grabbed the back off my head and started to kiss me , her tongue probed my mouth she was biting my lip sucking my tongue it was the most amazing kiss I ever had .”Now that’s out of the way , take off your pants ”she said with cheeky smile .
Vixen lay on the bad as I removed my shoes and pants , she had her bare feet pointing suggestively at the end of the bed .”Crawl to mammy and worship my fee” where the exact words to me . At this point im overcome with lust I crawl over and start to suck vixens toes licking her petite feet with golden painted toenails . Licking her underfoot flicking my tongue between her toes ,she seemed to get really aroused , gently moaning to herself as she rubbed her pussy . I slowly began to lick up the inside of her leg until I got to her pussy .Without any panties on I probed out her clit and gently began sucking it and flicking it , within minutes she was writhing around the bed , I continued licking faster faster as I fingered her wet pussy without warning it happened . A big gush splashed off my face and into my mouth vixen had squirted all over me as she roared herself to an almighty climax . I could barely believe how much pussy juice came out before I knew it vixen was licking my face wanting to tasted her on cum. She was like a wild cat now, she pulled my throbbing cock from my briefs and began to suck my off….now im 8 inches erect and this girl was swallowing my whole shaft her tongue licking my head as she jerked me off . After 10 minutes of heaven I shot my wad of cum into her mouth , she then French kissed me with my sperm and demanded I swallow. By now I was ready to do anything vixen wanted …… she told me to get on my knees and spread my ass cheeks .I was a little concerned but did as instructed . Feeling her tongue press against my asshole was a sensation I will never forget it was wildly arousing ….. after licking and probing my butt hole with her tongue she inserted a finger in , my god this was heaven . Vixen told me this is the best way to get any man rock hard . As I stood up she thrust herself on me wrapping her legs around my waist as I impaled her with my cock which was by now like a police truncheon . she bounced and thrust on top of me like woman possessed , we had an awesome rhythm going each time we pulled back we would both meet on cue with a thrust forward . I could feel my cock stretch her womb as I filled it with my hot jizz as we came simultainiously .
After a couple of minutes vixen pulled me by my limp cock to the bathroom and instructed me to lie down , she then positioned her pussy over my face in squatting pose as she sterted to piss .The hot golden liquid splashed over my face the aroma the taste I was euphoric . Vixen then explained that’s her way of showing her dominance marking her territory as it where . She gave me a 9 out of 10 and told me nobody ever got over 7 , and that she would bring me to a 10 as she slowly pushed her middle finger up her ass . Removing her finger she ran it under her nose inhaled deeply …..and stuck it in my mouth , I began sucking her finger the aroma th taste …….. where has this woman been all my life . please comment this is my first story would like some constructive criticism

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