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Late Evenings Parts 9 & 10

Part 9
We didn’t have any plans for the upcoming weekend, so nothing fun happened. Judy let me fuck her a couple of times, which was better than nothing, but it wasn’t anything too exciting and just the regular old missionary position before going to sleep.
Early the next week, I think it was a Monday night, we were sleeping in bed and during the middle of the night, Judy kicked the covers back. I’m a real light sleeper, so it woke me up. As I sat up to get some covers for my side of the bed, I could see that in her sleep, Judy had spread her legs real wide and was rubbing her pussy through her panties. I had never seen her do anything like that before and I got an instant hard on. My first thought was to start rubbing her pussy too and maybe go down on her. But, she has always loved sleep more than anything in the world and waking her would be super risky. So, I kept watching as she would rub the outside of her panties and try to stick her finger through them to get at her pussy.
She must have been dreaming about masturbating but probably wasn’t wearing any panties in her dream. I carefully reached over and slid them a little to the side so that her fingers could find her slit. She even brushed my fingers momentarily but it didn’t wake her up. I got a good view of her pussy and was happy to see that she was doing a good job of keeping it fully shaved. She was lightly touching around the edge of her lips and clit, and then would stick a finger partially in. The sight was driving me nuts and I couldn’t help but to start beating my cock. I was surprised at how super horny I was and realized I was going to come pretty soon.
I got into position just in time to let a load fly that landed on the lower part of her flat belly and just to the side of her gaping pussy lips. As she was rubbing her pussy, she started to get cum on her fingers but it must have felt just like pussy juice in her dreams because she just kept rubbing it in and out of her slit.

Finally, her dream must have ended and she rolled over onto her side away from me and started to breathe a little more deeply. I covered up us both with the comforter and fell right to sleep. At the breakfast table the next morning, Judy didn’t have her usual early morning grouchiness and seemed to be in a good mood. I hoped it would be a good day for the both of us.
Part 10
Later that morning, Judy said she had been thinking about hiring one of the local high school girls to watch the kids after school a few times a week. She said one of her girlfriends had a very responsible girl working for her but that she couldn’t afford to have her come over every day after school. Since it was always kind of a headache trying to make sure one of us was home right when the kids got home from school, it seemed like it would be a good idea for our schedule.
The thought of having a high school girl in the house a couple times a week immediately sent alarm bells running through my head. I thought, what if she’s hot? I could go to prison because I can’t trust myself around someone like that!! But, how awesome would it be to have a little hottie in the house – even if I couldn’t fuck her, it would provide good jack off material.
Judy said that Mica was going to come over after school today to meet us and the kids and see how we all got along. I said I would try to be home (as if!) and then desperately hoped she would be a real dog, jack off material be damned.
I got busy with work at home and although I heard the kids come home, I was pretty busy and didn’t really pay attention. About 15 minutes later, Judy walked into my office and said “Can you come out and meet Mica?” “Uh, yeah, of course” I responded and walked into the kitchen half holding my breath and not sure what I wanted – the safe dog or the hottie. I took one look at Mica and knew I was in trouble.
She had long straight blond hair, an athletic build with long tanned legs, pretty good tits for a girl her age (probably fucking firm too – damn!), and a nice smile. She was pretty cute, but not so cute that every dick in school would blow its load whenever she passed by. This kind of girl would always have a boyfriend, but she would at least have to work for it a little bit.
Her personality confirmed my suspicions – she was pretty nice and easygoing and not the type of stuck up bitch used to always getting her way because of her looks. She looked great to me (and probably Judy – LOL), but I knew that if I was my old idiot self back in high school, she wouldn’t be near the top of my list. Oh, the girls I could have and should have fucked back then! Regrets…
Her moderate looks notwithstanding, she still had a rock hard hot body and I was still hoping to find a way to not hire her because having an underage hottie in the house would likely find me in prison or at least on some sex offender list before too long. I could just see it now, “Uh, sorry officer, I was only jacking off in my own house. How was I to know she was sleeping on the couch as I came all over her face…” The three of us chatted a little while longer and she also seemed to get along well with the kids. Damn! I asked her how school was going and what subjects she liked the best. Mica said she really liked school but hadn’t decided on a major yet.
Wait, a ‘major’?! I said, “Mica, what school do you go to by the way?” She responded with “I go to the city junior college – I’m a freshman there.” Judy then said, “Oh, Kathy said you were in high school so I didn’t realize you were now in college.” “Yep” Mica said with a chuckle “I graduated last spring and now I’m all grown up and in college.” Judy looked at me and said, “Tom, are you okay, you look like you just saw a ghost!” I just mumbled something about having to get back to work, and went back to my office.
“OK,” I told myself. “Last month at this time, you were rarely getting laid, even by your own wife. Now just because some cute coed is going to be hanging around doesn’t mean it’s automatic pussy.” Well, that was the rational side of my brain talking. The other side, the one that often made my decisions, was making my dick hard already. I decided to do my best and fuck Judy whenever I could get her cornered and start going out more so I could tag Delia more often. Surely, that would relieve the pressure of having Mica around the house…
That night I was watching some TV and doing my best to look on the bright side. Judy had put the kids to bed and was off in the bedroom presumably getting ready for bed. I opened a beer and kicked back to a baseball game. In about the 3rd inning, Judy wandered into the living with that same pair of short gym pants and the t-shirt that had been covered with cum (it was clean now). She just walked over to me and climbed on top of my chest and before I knew what was going on, she quickly removed the shorts and positioned her pussy right on my face. Not above it, but right on it and started grinding her mound right on my mouth. All she said was “Eat It!” and I gladly obliged.
I helped support her weight by holding her hips in my hands as she kept pushing her slit against my darting tongue. I worked on her clit for a bit and then she moved herself up a little higher so I could lick her asshole. I happily plunged my tongue in her ass a few times and then she put her pussy and clit over my mouth and soon begin to slowly shudder as she quickly built to a strong climax.
Judy then slid off of me and started sucking my cock with the same enthusiasm in trying to make me cum as she did with getting herself off. I lasted about as long as her and shot some hot bursts into her mouth.
Later in the week after Mica finished her first afternoon with us, the same kind of thing happened. This time, Judy fixed a quick meal for the kids and as they were eating, she pulled me into our bedroom and closed the door. She quickly unzipped my pants and pulled them off along with my boxers and started sucking on my dick to get it hard as quickly as can be while at the same time wriggling out of her shorts and panties. That took all of about 8 seconds and then she knelt on the couch in our bedroom and stuck her ass in the air and commanded me to fuck her. I soon as I put my dick in her pussy, she started bucking wildly and I thought she was going to cum right away.
But, she didn’t and I think she was a little surprised. So, she reached back and pulled out my dick and raised it up to her asshole and then leaned forward again as she pushed her hips back. I knew what to do and slammed my cock into her ass. After a few moments, she again started bucking wildly and then calmed down. I told her I was getting ready to cum, and she unexpectedly pulled forward and off of my cock and turned around. She grabbed my cock and started sucking on it hard. I pulled it out and stroked it a half dozen times to ensure I would come right away and then shoved it back in her mouth right before I started to gush my cum. She swallowed everything and didn’t even cough or gag. I got the feeling that she might have been practicing swallowing cum, maybe from Max. Whatever the case, it felt great.
She stood up after I came in her mouth and started to gather her panties and shorts. I noticed that her panties were almost dripping they were so wet. She then grabbed a fresh pair and headed into the bathroom to get dressed as I put my shorts back on to check on the kids.

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Unpaid Overtime #2

When we got to Jessica’s house, we got out of our vehicles, and walked inside. She had a two story house with a full basement. As we walked in, Jessica took her and Katie’s bras that she had from work, and threw them on the living room couch with her purse. Katie set her purse down on the couch as well.
“So, what do you guys want to drink?” Jessica walked into her kitchen and opened up a cupboard. It was her liquor cabinet. She had almost anything anyone would want in there. “Come here, pick your poison.”
Katie and I walked over to the cupboard and looked through it for a minute. “I’ll have a vodka-cranberry. You got cranberry juice?” Katie asked.
“Yup, it’s in the refrigerator. Jeremy? Whaddya want?”
“Oh, I’ll be easy, just a rum and coke. But make it a double. It’s been a long, hard week.” I looked at Katie, “No pun intended.”
Katie said, “Yeah right. No, I agree it did seem like a long week.”
Jessica poured our drinks and led us downstairs. When we got to the bottom of the stairs, Jessica turned on the lights. Her basement was big; she must have had the wall taken out to create more room. It was set up like a large bar. Neon lights on the walls, a dart board in the corner, there was a pool table and a full wet bar with two taps for beer. It was very nice. “Look, there, the grand finale,” Jessica pointed to the opposite corner. She had a small stage built and s shiny silver pole went from floor to ceiling. “Let me turn on the stage lights, hold on.” Jessica walked over behind the bar, flipped a switch and three spotlights turned on all facing the stage.
“That’s great! I love your basement. It’s big.” I told Jessica as I took a swig of my cocktail.
“Thanks. Yeah, we took the bedroom walls out a couple of years ago to make more room.”
“We?” I asked.
“Yeah, my boyfriend at the time and I. We broke up about a year ago and I kept the house. Let’s not talk about him, he’s an ass hole! So, Katie, are you ready to make some money?”
“Uh, no, not yet. You know that I need to get a couple of drinks in me before I even get close to that thing. Let’s play some pool for a bit.”
“I knew you would say that. I know how much you like wood sticks and balls.” Jessica said, walking over to take the cover off of the table.
“Shut up, you like ‘em too, and you know it. I honestly wanted to play a game or two of pool.”
“Hey,” I chimed in, “I have an idea. Let’s play cut-throat. And, to make it more interesting, I think if when you miss a shot, you either have to take a shot or take an article of clothes off. What do you say?”
Jessica got a big grin on her face, “Hell yeah. That sounds like a good idea. Katie, you in?”
“Yeah, sure, why not. I’m probably gonna be the first one drunk and naked anyway. Why not speed up the process?”
“Sweet, I’ll let you two fight over who wants to break. I’ll go last.”
“Katie, you can break, you’re the guest. I gotta warn you Jeremy, I don’t lose often. Ask Katie.”
Katie nodded her head. “That’s fine; I haven’t played in a while, so I’m probably not that great anyway.”
I racked the balls in the triangle and Katie broke. The game went on and after a while, Jessica and Katie only had their underwear and skirts on. I still had my shirt, pants and boxers on, but it was my turn. I got the cue, and went on a rampage, clearing the table. “Huh, looks like I won. Sorry girls. Another game?”
“Sure,” Katie said. “Do we start completely over? Or do we stay like this?”
“That is up to you two.”
Jessica spoke up, “I say we start over and make it fair.” We all put our clothes back on and I broke, sinking the 7 ball. I lined up for my next shot when Jessica walked over behind the pocked I was shooting at. She turned around, and bent over, exposing her ass to me, and the small g-string that barely covered anything and split her right up the middle. “Oops, I think I dropped something. Let me grab it.” She stayed there, like that, until I shot the ball. I missed badly. “Huh, Mr. Pool Shark missed a shot. Katie, pants or shirt?”
“Pants.” Jessica came over to me, unbuckled my belt and undid my button and zipper. She pulled my pants down to my ankles and pulled them off. My erection was sticking almost out of my boxers. As Jessica stood up, she brushed her hand against my hard-on, making it pop out of the opening in the front of my boxers.
“Well, well, what is this?” She grasped it, knelt down and studied it closely.
“I think you’re supposed to put it in your mouth Jessica,” Katie said as she walked over to us.
“Oh, like this?” Jessica opened her mouth, aimed my cock at it and inserted me into her mouth. “Hmmmm. That is nice.”
Playing along, Katie walked up, got on her knees and said, “What does it taste like Jess? Let me try it.” Jessica removed my cock from her mouth, but still holding it in her hand, guided me into Katie’s mouth. “Wow that is good. I need one of these all the time.” Katie bobbed her head back and forth on my rod as Jessica stroked me. Katie reached up to her shirt and started to unbutton it.
“Oh no you don’t. You can’t get away with it that easily girl,” Jessica said. “I know what you’re doing. You still gotta get up on the pole and strip for us.”
“Damn, at least I tried to get out of it. Well,” Katie chugged the rest of her drink, “Let’s go then.” She stood up and walked over to the stripper pole. Jessica stood up, still with my cock in her hand, and pulled me gently over to the chairs in front of the pole. I sat down, Jessica picked up Katie’s and my glasses, walked over behind the bar, turned on the music and refilled our glasses.
Jessica walked back over and handed me and Katie our drinks. Katie had another sip, set her glass down and started to move with the music. Jessica filled up her glass again, and came and sat in the chair next to me. She handed me a paper-clipped stack of Monopoly money and had one for herself. I looked at it and grinned. “I can’t give you real money, I don’t make that much,” Jessica said as she took a drink then set her glass on the table. We started tossing our fake money at Katie as she danced. She turned around, bent over and grabbed her ankles. She slowly stood up, sliding her hands up her legs, over her ass, across her stomach, pulling her shirt up a little, and brought her hands to her hair, pulling it up on the top of her head. She reached out, grabbed the pole and spun herself around it, ending up sitting on the stage floor with the pole pressing up against her crotch. She brought her right leg up around the pole and turned so she was on all fours, facing away from us. She crawled backwards toward me, putting her feet on either side of my head, and backed her ass up to my face. I stuck my tongue out and licked the small string going up her ass crack. “That’s hot!” Jessica said.
Katie crawled back fully onto the stage, spun around on her knees, and slowly started to unbutton her shirt. Jessica and I each took a few fake bills and set them on the edge of the stage. Katie unbuttoned her shirt all the way, but left it on. She bent over and picked up the money by squeezing her tits together on it. She stood up on her knees, holding her tits, then let go of them, letting the money fall to the floor. She stood up onto her feet, turned around and started to unzip her skirt. She slid it down her legs, bending over at the waist, and kicked it off at Jessica. Jessica caught it and threw it to the side. Katie brought her hands up the back of her legs and slipped her thumbs under her g-string. “Yeah, take it off girl!” Jessica yelled over the music. Katie slowly slid her g-string down her ass, stopping half way. She stood up, turned around and opened up her shirt, baring her beautiful chest. I felt the blood rushing back into my cock so I took a few more dollars and threw them at her. I saw Katie’s eyes as they drifted down my body to my re-hardening cock. She slid her shirt off of her arms, twirled it around in the air laughing and threw it at me. I tossed it to the side and refocused on her body.
Katie reached for the pole again, and spun around it a couple of times. She got back down on all fours and started to crawl toward Jessica. Jessica took a couple bills and put them in her mouth. Katie, rolled around so she was on her back and scooted toward Jessica, ass first. “Come here sweetie, I have something for you,” Jessica said. Katie moved so her feet were on either side of Jessica’s shoulders and brought her pussy up to Jessica’s face. Jessica moved her face up and laid the money on Katie’s shaved mound right above her pussy, and then she grabbed her g-string with her teeth and pulled her head back. Katie scooted backward on her ass letting Jessica keep the g-string in her mouth. Katie was now naked except for her shoes. I looked over to Jessica and saw that she was looking down at my cock that was growing harder each second. Katie turned around, got up on all fours again, and crawled back to the pole. My eyes turned to her glistening pussy while Jessica’s were still fixated on my cock. I watched as Katie got up on her feet, keeping her hands on the floor, and spreading her legs. Her pussy and ass were right there, waiting to be touched. I reached out but she was too far away. As I brought my hand back to my lap, I felt Jessica’s hand grasp my hard-on.
“Huh, what’s this mister?” She started to slowly stroke my shaft. She brought her other hand over and slid my boxers off.
“Now that’s not real fair,” Katie said. “Jessica, you’re the only one with your clothes still on. Come on Jeremy, Let’s get her naked too. I reached over and peeled Jessica out of her shirt as Katie leaned down and slid her mini-skirt off, pulling her g-string with it, exposing her cleanly shaven pussy. Jessica spread her legs a little and returned her hand to my cock. Katie got back up on the stage and continued dancing. She lay down on her back, spread her legs and started to rub her pussy with one hand as the other one grabbed her breast. Jessica looked up to see this. We both watched Katie for a little while. Jessica then turned to me, leaned over and aimed my cock at her mouth. She stuck her tongue out and made circles around the tip. Katie crawled over behind Jessica and spanked her. “NO! That’s mine.”
“Oh, sorry,” Jessica said as she sat back up.
Katie got back on the stage on all fours again. She crawled over to me, looked at Jessica and said, “See?” She grabbed my cock and put me into her mouth. She slowly slid her head down, taking the length of my cock into her mouth. She got her lips all the way to the base of my shaft the first time down. When she brought her head back up, she looked at me and smiled. “Do you like that Jeremy?”
“Oh yeah, that’s great. You can do that again.” I said.
Jessica stood up out of her chair and walked over behind me as Katie swallowed my cock again. Jessica put her hands on my chest and ran her fingernails down my chest and then back up. As she did this, she pressed her tits into the back of my shoulders. I could feel her nipples sticking out and poking me. I brought one of my hands behind me, found her leg and started to rub her inner thigh. Katie pulled her head up, releasing my dick from her mouth, turned her head sideways and licked my pole top to bottom and back up. The feeling was amazing. I tried to slide my hand up to Jessica’s crotch, but with her shoes still on, she was too tall. I grabbed her leg and pulled her around to the side of me. I pulled her leg up and put her foot on my leg, opening up her legs right in front of my face.
I leaned over and started to lick and kiss her inner thighs as Katie continued the oral assault on my cock, taking me into her mouth and bobbing up and down. Jessica started to moan the more I kissed her thighs. I slid my hand around to her ass, squeezed it, and pulled her pussy into my face. I stuck out my tongue and began to lick her clit. Katie pulled her head off of my cock and crawled up onto my lap. She sat down on my lap, pushing my cock up against my abdomen. She started to grind her wet pussy against my shaft. Jessica was getting nice and wet as I continued to lick her clit. I slid my thumb underneath her and inserted it into her wet slit. I brought my other hand to Katie. I found her stomach, ran my hand up to her chest, flicking her nipples with each finger as I went over them. Then, I took my hand, slid it down her chest, over her stomach, and down to her clit. My thumb landed on her clit and I started to rub it as she continued to grind on my cock. She started to grind faster on me the more I rubbed her. Jessica reached down with her hand, grabbed my cock, pushing Katie back, and started to stroke me. She stroked me a couple of times then aimed my cock down at Katie’s wet pussy. Katie raised herself up over my hard-on, and lowered herself onto me. This time, she was hot inside. It was nice and warm earlier, but now she was hot.
Jessica let go of my cock as Katie lowered herself all the way onto me and continued grinding. I never stopped licking Jessica’s clit; I moved my tongue faster over her clit. Jessica started to moan more. My brought my hand up from Katie’s clit to her chest and started to pull on her nipples. “Yeah, do that Jeremy. I love that!” I pulled harder on them and licked Jessica’s pussy faster. Jessica kept moaning more and more. “Shit, if it’s really that good Jess, you wanna switch? I need a good pussy licking.”
Jessica took her foot off of my leg as Katie stood up off of my cock. “Yeah,” Jessica said, “I want to feel his cock in my pussy.” They switched places. Katie put her leg up on me as Jessica had hers and Jessica positioned herself over my cock. She grabbed it and lowered herself on me. “Oh my God that’s big Kate.”
“I told you it was. I thought you could handle it no matter what size it was?”
“I though so, but damn,” Jessica replied. She lowered herself slowly half way onto my cock then she brought herself back up taking me out of her. She was trying to catch her breath. Jessica lowered herself again. I felt my head press against her wet slit as I started to lick and kiss Katie’s wet pussy. I ran my tongue from her clit, over her lips, to her g-spot and back. I could hear Katie start to moan a little so I moved my tongue around her clit faster. Jessica had re-inserted me into her and was trying to get her tight pussy all the way down on my cock. She was so tight it almost hurt. It felt so good to have such a tight pussy engulf my hard-on. She gasped and pushed herself down onto me and finally got the length of my cock into her. She sat there for a minute trying to catch her breath and make her pussy relax and open up to accept my rather large cock. Jessica slid back up and down again, moving slowly. I could feel her start to loosen and I could feel her juices lubing me up. She started to get more comfortable and began to move up and down on me a little faster. Katie was moaning now from my tongue going crazy on her clit. She grabbed the back of my head and pulled me into her slit more. I moved my tongue down and stuck it into her pussy. She tasted so good. I pushed into her a few more times then returned to her clit. I brought my hand up to her crotch and stuck one finger into her. This was pretty loose so I stuck a second one in, then a third. I had three fingers in her snatch and my tongue on her clit. Katie was moving her hips back and forth with the movement of my hand and tongue.
Jessica was bouncing up and down easier now, taking the full length of me into her cunt. She started to moan louder the more she fucked me. I was pumping against her movements, making sure I was penetrating her all the way. Katie grabbed the back of my head and pulled me hard into her pussy. She started to scream and moan louder. She grabbed a handful of my hair, and said, “Open your mouth Jeremy. I’m gonna cu…OH SHIT! HERE IT COMES!” She yelled. I felt the small spray of her juice hit my tongue and lips. She tried to pull me mouth into her more but I couldn’t get any closer. I rotated my head side to side, keeping my mouth open around her pussy, but rubbing my top lip on her clit as much as I could, causing her to go crazy. The feel and taste of her cum in my mouth, made my balls tighten up. I twitched my cock inside of Jessica. She returned it by squeezing my cock with her already tight pussy.
“Oh my God Jess, I’m about to cum. I’m gonna cum!” I said in ecstasy.
“Go inside me. I love the feel of cum in my pussy.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah, I got my shot Wednesday. I’m good. Now fuckin’ cum in me.”
Her pussy tightened up around my cock more as I felt my balls push the cum up my shaft. I pushed up into her hard and let my cock explode into her pussy. Jessica screamed out of pleasure as she climaxed. She leaned toward me, grabbed my head out of Katie’s crotch and directed me to her chest. “Bite ‘em. Bite my tits,” she commended me. I obliged. I opened my mouth stuck my tongue out to find her nipple, and started to bite down on it. Katie reached her hand in between us and started rubbing Jessica’s clit. Jessica screamed more, tightened up her pussy and held her breath. I could feel her juices dripping down the base of my cock and onto my balls.
“Oh my God that was great!” I said, gasping for air. I couldn’t seem to catch my breath. I mentally had to tell myself to breathe. I finally caught up with my heartbeat and pulled my head out of Jessica’s chest. I picked my head up and looked at Katie and Jessica. I was speechless, but they knew exactly what I was thinking. They each smiled at me, leaned down and kissed me, then each other. Jessica slowly stood up off of my cock, sliding it out of her dripping pussy. Katie bent down to lick Jessica’s juices off of me. She inserted me into her mouth, running her tongue over the tip, making me pull my sensitive cock quickly out of her mouth.
Jessica took a couple steps back and sat on the stage. I looked at her pussy. It was dripping wet and it appeared to be stretched out from my cock. “Look,” she said, pointing at her pussy. “I’m all wet and stretched out now. Damn that was a great fuck. Jeremy, your cock is amazing! I haven’t fucked like that in a long time. Holy shit.” She leaned back, putting her hands on the stage and caught her breath.
Katie stood up, letting my softening cock fall out of her mouth, and said, “You sure know how to eat a girl out too. That was great! I’m so glad I had the nerve to talk to you earlier. Otherwise, Jess and I would be out at some bar, getting hit on by some guys that we don’t even want to look at. Thanks for coming over.”

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Living with Uncle Jim pt. 4

Monday morning I woke in Jim’s bed still in pain, more so after what he spent hours doing to me the night before. After taking me to see Johnny and making sure I had taken the morning after pill and putting me on a regular pill he told me I would be spending the night in his room. Finally at 4am I was able to go to sleep so now I was aching all over and really sleepy. I climbed slowly into the shower making sure to wash every inch of myself at least three times before I felt barely clean enough to climb out and get dressed.
“When you get home you will come to my room and wake me.” Jim tells me as I head to the door “make sure you have your uniform on and nothing under it” he adds as I put my hand on the handle trying hard not to be sick, when I open the door I come face to face with the other half of my night mare. Tony’s hands move to my hips with the pretence of steadying me
“Woo Jane careful there” he laughs while I cringe at his voice, lowering my eyes and looking down, my skin crawling I’m desperate to get away from him. As I move to the side he squeezes slightly and moves past me giving me a clear view of his son standing at the end of the path.
“Hey Jane” he calls to me smiling like he’s so happy to see me, for just a second I want to run to back inside and hide. I know it’s ridiculous this isn’t Ben’s fault he doesn’t even know what happened. I take a step forward closing the front door behind me when Jim calls me, looking back his index finger moves to his smiling mouth signalling not to say a word.
“Jane are you ok? You’re really quiet.” Ben asks when we get to school
I look up at him not even realising that we have walked all this way without me hearing a word he has said
“How was your uncle’s party?” He smiles “dad says you looked so beautiful in your new dress I wish I could have seen”
“It was ok” I mumble looking down feeling sick all over again, I hate the look in his eyes, I know he’s wondering why I’m so quiet and is worried about me, but honestly I just can’t make myself care at that moment.
At midday I start to make my way to the lunch hall but I’m stopped by Mrs Cano calling my name seemingly in a rush with her dark grey curls blowing wildly around her cubby face as she waddles into the field towards me
“Ah Jane at last I found you, I need you to come with me to Mr Jones’ office” she says breathlessly in her Spanish accent
I look over at Ben wishing somehow he would stop this, I know it’s stupid. He doesn’t know what John said he was planning, he has no reason to believe I would be in danger of our head master why would he? People like John are respected and trusted. I lower my head and follow Mr Jones’ secretary back to his office.
“Don’t worry you shouldn’t be long he just said he has a message for you from your Uncle” Mrs Cano smiles misreading my face thinking I’m worried that I’m in trouble, I try to smile back but just can’t manage it knowing what I’m about to face as I walk through the closed door to Johns office.
“Ah Jane please take a seat and close the door” he says as he closes a program on his computer and turns to me, I’m uncomfortable his deep voice still has a calming effect on me after all that he did to me that night
“Your uncle has asked to me let you know that he has had to go into work so he won’t be home until late tonight. He asks that you go straight home and make yourself ready for when he gets in” he smiles at me as he passes on the last part of his message
“I have something I would like you to see, come stand here I’m sure you will find it interesting” he adds pointing at the space beside him.
I stand and walk around his desk not able to think of a way to get out of standing within touching distance of him. His right hand moves to the mouse connected to his computer and clicks on the folder closed at the bottom of the screen, suddenly the screen is filled with the image of my blonde hair falling over my face, my mouth filled with Tony’s cock as he looks into my eyes his face contorted with pleasure. Disgust fills me as I realise I can’t see any evidence of the tears that were in my eyes when this was actually happening no red blotchy eyes or pain in my face I actually look like I’m smiling up at him with my eyes, my hand moves to my mouth as I start to feel like I’m about to throw up when I feel a hand slide up my thigh and under my skirt. I turn to look at John but his eyes are glued to the screen as his right hand clicks the mouse bringing up another picture this time a close up of my legs spread wide apart and my uncle between them. I gag holding my hand harder against my mouth trying hard not to allow the vomit now filling my throat to come any higher
“You look so beautiful don’t you think?” Mr Jones asks me pulling my thoughts away from what I’m seeing; my hand flies down to my thigh to stop his hand moving any higher as I look at him disgusted
“No I don’t! I think these pictures are disgusting and are just proof that you are all just dirty perverts having sexual intercourse with a minor”
His smile makes me want to slap him as he replies
“I thought by now you would be able to say the word fuck Jane. We fucked you and as much as you say you didn’t we all know you loved it. Now either you place your hands on the desk and watch the screen or I will have to call your uncle.”
I place my hands flat on the desk and look at the corner of the screen so I don’t actually see the folder full of pictures which he has now put on slide show so he has both hands free
“Ramona please hold my calls and tell the maintenance team that someone needs to check the forth stall in the girls toilets please” he calls through the intercom to his secretary before turning it off, I hear the click of Mrs Cano’s shoes as she waddles off to do as he asked before his right hand reaches over and easy slips open the button holding my shirt over my bra covered breasts and slides in to caress them.
His left hand continues its route up my skirt reaching the top of my thighs and brushing against my private place
“Mm you feel so warm” he breaths into my hair pulling his chair closer to me and leaning in to me, my body starts to shake and my eyes start to well up
“Look at the screen my favourite picture is coming up”
Against my better judgement my eyes move up to the middle of the screen as a picture comes up of me laying on the sofa, John’s head is buried between my thighs, my legs are wide open, my left hand is holding his head seemingly holding him in place as my back arches and I pull Jim’s mouth down to mine. The picture was taken at the exact moment I came; John’s fingers slide my knickers to one side allowing him to slide his middle finger into me. I gasp at the intrusion but he just pushes his finger deeper
“God you are still so tight, I love it” he moans pulling me to stand in front of him “Get on your knees I want you to watch something with me” he adds opening a new file labelled James birthday video. As he clicks play he pushes me to my knees
“Get my cock out and suck it while we watch” he demands, the screen is filled with the sight and sounds of what was happening when his so called favourite picture was taken.
My moans fill the room as his hands grip my hair tight letting me know this isn’t the time to mess around, I pull his private bit from his trousers and suck it into my mouth. I remember from Jim what he liked me to do so I suck him harder as I move my head up and down his shaft. His moans fill the room mingling with mine still playing on the computer screen, the sound of high heeled shoes distracts us as they move closer
“Stay down there and be quiet” he growls pulling his chair towards the desk causing me to shuffle back, “keep sucking, I didn’t tell you to stop!” I take him back in my mouth my heart beating wildly I hear him click off the sound to the video just as the door opens
“Sorry John I spoke to maintenance and they are fixing the broken toilet, also you have a meeting in half hour with Matthew Rose’s parents about his behaviour” I hear her pause “Is Miss Bows gone?” I feel Mr Jones lift his hips pushing himself further into my mouth a silent warning to carry on
“Yes Ramona, I told her, her Uncle called and she seemed upset. I didn’t want her leaving like that and having other children question her so I let her stay a while until she got herself under control” he replies calmly although I feel his cock expanding in my mouth
“Such a shame a child that young has to go through losing her parents. It’s a good thing she has her Uncle to stay with”
“I agree, I know her Uncle well and he is taking good care of her don’t you worry” he smiles back his voice a slight moan as he releases his seed into my throat “let me finish this email and then we can go down to that meeting”
As she closes the door he pulls his chair back
“That was very good, now… before you go I want you to sit on my desk and open your legs wide. I want to taste that pussy again”
“Please Mr Jones can I just go to lunch now I haven’t eaten yet and I will have to go back to class soon” I say trying to get round the other side of the desk and to the door
“Don’t be stupid child Mrs Cano is just outside and I told her you have left already, you will have to wait until she leaves her desk and in the meantime you will get your arse over here and do as you are told” his tone changing dramatically, becoming dark and scary enough that I hurriedly push myself up onto the desk.
At first he just sits there looking at me, just as I start to shake with embarrassment a smile spreads over his mouth
“I want to hear you say it Jane” he sighs leaning back in his chair and folding his arms. his eyes roaming over my body, moving slowly from my eyes down my chest and resting between my legs, I know I don’t have a choice and the quicker I get this over with the quicker I can get back to class and forget it
Looking him straight in the eyes I lift my chin before saying
“Mr Jones I want you to lick my pussy”
The look on his face is pure satisfaction as he leans in towards me and spreads my legs wide, placing my feet on the back of his chair and bending my knees so they fall open. His hand runs up the smooth skin of my thighs reaching the top and pushing my knickers to one side once again as he bends his head.
I jump slightly as his nose moves slowly through my lips parting them as he takes a deep sniff, his hot breath releasing on the top of my thighs and slightly caressing my anal hole. I scrunch my eyes closed as he reaches the little nub at the top, moving over it quickly with the tip of his nose before following with his tongue I concentrate hard on my breathing trying hard not to let what’s happening affect my body and repeating over and over in my head ‘do not come’,
I realise it’s not working as I feel my body start to heat up and my breathing shorten as his tongue slips as deep as it can reach into my private place. His right hand comes round caressing my thighs and reaching his thumb round to caress my nub, unable to stop myself my back arches and before I know it my body tenses and pleasure fills me. As my body comes down I open my eyes to find Mr Jones staring at me with a wide grin on his face
“You know if you just give in to it Jane you will find you will enjoy it even more, maybe so much that your juices will be squirting all over my face”
I pull my legs down off the back of the chair feeling them shake with the effort,
“I will never give in to what you and my Uncle are forcing me to do,” I say with the strongest tone I can manage, the quiver in my voice caused by the aftershocks of pleasure still running through my body not helping.
His laugh catches me off guard as I push my feet to the floor and straighten my skirt
“Well the choice is yours but believe me with the amount of people you will be fucking you might as well enjoy it” he says as he pushes me back against the desk and kicking my legs apart, “Ramona would you please go to the lunch room and get me a coke before the meeting? I am nearly finished here” he calls through the intercom his right hand pushing my skirt up again and forcing his fingers into me
“No matter what you do little girl you belong to us, just you remember that” he says making me gasp in pain as he forces a third finger into me and pushes them all the way in, as we hear the tell-tale clicking of Mrs Cano’s shoes he pulls his fingers from me and places them in his mouth while spinning me round and forcing me out the door
“Remember what your Uncle said be sure to be ready and waiting for him when he gets home” he whispers in my ear before closing the door on me.
Somehow I manage to make my way all the way to the hall just before the bell rings signalling the end of lunch
“Hey Jane,” I hear Ben call behind me
I stop to wait for him not really in the mood to talk but I know that it will be suspicious if I don’t
“Where were you?” he asks as he catches up to me
“I wasn’t feeling well so I stayed in Mr Jones office for lunch” I say looking at the floor as I force my feet to move again, making myself head to class.
At the end of the day Ben and I walk home together as usual but this time accompanied by Carl and Terry who are both going to Ben’s for the night. The conversation seems full of typical teenage boy topics, girls and computers mainly but my attention span lacks the interest where I would use to be interested.
“You’ll be there won’t you Jane?”
I look up confused
“Hey earth to Jane” Carl laughs putting his arm round my shoulder, the sudden contact makes me jump causing his arm to slide from me and a hurt look to come over him “Hey I’m sorry” he tries to laugh it off holding his hands up in front of him in surrender
I stop in my tracks causing the three of them to stop and look at me
“No I’m sorry Carl I was miles away and wasn’t listening, you scared me but that was no excuse to flinch like that” I say slowly forcing myself to place my hand on his shoulder and removing it as quickly as I can without it looking strange
“What was you saying Ben? I will be where?” I ask moving down the road again
“I was just saying about my birthday next week” he says, I can feel his eyes on me watching me closely
“Sure I’ll be there what do you have planned?” I say plastering on a smile to make them feel better. As they start to laugh and joke again about the party Ben wants to have I feel myself slowly going back into my own mind and thinking about the last party I attended and how it changed my life, I know that Ben’s won’t be like that, he wouldn’t do that to me but then I thought that my Uncle would never do it.
As we reach my house I walk towards the door, reaching it before feeling a hand grab my wrist. Again I flinch before I realise its Ben
“Jane look at me” he says ignoring my flinch and reaching up to my chin, his hand gently holding me in place so I can’t look away
“Something is wrong, and I want to know what it is, I won’t push you because you clearly don’t want to talk about it but I will say no matter what it is I’m here when you’re ready to spill. You can trust me” he adds looking me right in the eyes as they start to spill over.
As he releases my face his head slowly bends giving me time to move. Although I flinch again and lower my head I don’t move completely, his lips touch my cheek pressing slightly before moving back
“Don’t” I whisper, he looks at me before stepping back and allowing me to turn and escape inside my Uncles house.
As I close the door on my three friends tears spill down my cheeks, I feel sad that I can’t be around them without starting to feel uncomfortable, I head to the bathroom feely letting the tears fall,
‘normal girls are out flirting and having fun’ I think to myself ‘my parents would say I’m too young for that and I would have agreed, I didn’t want to do things like that before but maybe it would take my mind of everything going on,’
I shake my head as I hold my hand out testing the running water from the shower
‘That would be stupid, and just plain mean I wasn’t raised like that’
I step back and look in the mirror over the sink, leaning my hands on the bowl I look closely at my eyes; they look big, red and puffy. The blue of them looking darker than usual when I’m happy and smiling, turning away I head back to the shower and start to peel away my clothes before stepping in.
The hot water cascading down my naked body I lean my head against the cool tiled wall of the shower letting my thoughts go through my head, not making myself feel any better but I’m no longer able to control them as they turn to the night ahead and what Mr Jones said that Jim wanted me to do. Every inch of my body wanting to scream, to grab my clothes and leave, even to call Ben and tell him everything but the truth is I’m scared what that will cause to happen next. Where will I go? With all the men involved who can I trust? I climb from the tub and walk to my room throwing myself onto my bed.
After calming down and making myself some cheese and bacon pasta bake I head back to my room to get dressed again in the uniform I had not long taken off, not sure what time Jim will be home I head back to the living room to watch TV.
Heading past the kitchen door I change direction and move toward the kitchen cupboard above the sink to the left, inside I find the leftover bottles of vodka, brandy and tequila, without thinking about what a bad idea it is I take the tequila bottle and pour myself a shot glass of it, I knock it back quick and follow up with another glass.
Just as I cringe from the taste of the second glass I hear Jim’s keys in the door. With the Dutch courage of the two tequilas I don’t bother to move instead just fill another glass, as he turns through the door and looks at me I smile and hold my glass up to him daring him to moan about a twelve year old drinking before knocking it back. I instantly regret it as the drink washes through me and starts to affect my senses
“Looks like I came home to a party” Jim smiles walking towards me
“Well you like parties” I sneer at him losing balance and clinging to the kitchen side
“I’m not sure I like you in this state though,” he frowns “though you did do as I asked and you are still in your uniform I will let it slide, next time if you plan to drink don’t drink so much I want you to remember what I do to you!” he continues bending down to kiss me
“I very much doubt will ever forget what you have done to me” I say filling my words with the hatred I have for him
His smile infuriates me so much that I have to look away turning my head to the side
“Oh I hope so little niece I hope you never forget I took your innocence, who this perfect body belongs to. You are mine Jane!” he whispers in my ear as he traps me against the side, his left hand coming up to my chin not unlike how Ben touched me earlier but his grip is a lot tighter almost painful as he holds my head to the side and begins to kiss his way down my neck
“I hear you had some fun at school, I want you to tell me all about it as I fuck you” he says spreading my legs and pushing his fingers into my uncovered private place
My mind beginning to become fuzzy I tell him what Mr Jones made me do at lunch, having to stop and restart every time he growls at me for details, finally getting to the part with him licking my private place Jim lifts me onto the kitchen counter and pulls my head back by my hair
“Tell me again Jane, what you said to him?” he growls licking his way up my neck and using his right hand to unbutton his jeans
“I…I told him to lick my pussy” I mumble back gasping at the end as he pushes his cock ball deep into me
“See what you do to me? The thought of my little niece being a good little slut and getting my friends to lick her pussy while someone is just outside is so hot. I bet you loved it knowing someone could have caught you, mmm his cock spilling in your mouth with Ramona just inches way talking to him”
As he thrusts into me I’m suddenly grateful for the drink, feeling numb I can easily forget what’s happening, as he lifts me up and pushes my chest over the table he pounds deeper and harder into me, causing a pain to shoot through my stomach
“OW UNCLE PLEASE IT HURTS” I shout but his pounding just continues, I grit my teeth wishing I could have another glass of drink to take away the pain and help me forget what’s happening, next time I will remember to drink enough that I’m about to be sick I think to myself
“Ah fuck you feel good baby,” he screams pulling me harder towards him so he is buried as deep as possible before releasing his seed deep into me, as his thrusts slow down and he finishes he pulls himself from me seconds before I find myself sprawled on the floor.
“Get me a beer” he says pulling his jeans up and heading towards the living room, realising he pushed me to the floor like a piece of rubbish, I slowly get back up and head towards the fridge, quickly knocking back another shot of tequila before grabbing him a beer and heading to the living room
The TV plays the scene that shocked me the day Ben came round, I quickly go to make my way up stairs when he grabs me and tells me that he hasn’t finished with me.
Just then his phone rings
His smile gives away who is on the other line straight away, dread fills me quickly.
“Tony just the man I was hoping to talk to, got a favour to ask you and to sweeten the deal come round now” he grins at whatever his friend says “Trust me man this favour won’t need sweetening” hanging the phone up he smiles at me
“Strip naked” he demands of me as he opens his can. Taking my clothes off, he sits on the sofa sideways facing me and watching me lowering my skirt.
“Good girl now put your knees on the arm rest and spread them wide,” he continues, as I do what he says I have no idea where this is heading until he adds
“Now… put your hands both sides of my hips and suck my cock like you sucked John this afternoon”
As I comply it clicks into place, just at that moment the front door opens and Jim’s right hand lands on my head stopping me from moving
“Jesus” I hear Tony mumble as he closes the door behind him, the cool breeze caressing my bum as it clicks shut, I realise he has had a clear view of both my holes as soon as he opened the door
“Whatever the favour man you can have it” he adds as I hear his zip open and feel his hands reach my hips,
It doesn’t take long and soon Tony is filling my pussy as Jim comes in my mouth, both of them thrusting into my holes hard and fast ignoring the moans of discomfort and pain coming from my mouth. As Jim’s body comes down again he pulls my hands making me slip and fall on his chest
“Hey” Tony calls behind me as he slips out of me
“Sorry man” Jim calls back lifting me up and moving off the sofa to sit on the arm rest that I was just kneeling on, his cock slides into me, his mouth claiming mine. As he pulls back out he orders Tony to sit down on the arm rest and pushes me towards him, as Tony pulls me up and slides back into me he throws his head back in pleasure
“Hold her still” Jim says behind me, I start to get that bad feeling again that I got just before he took my virginity I try to look behind me but Tony’s arms clamp round me pinning me to him. I feel Jim’s hands pulling my hips up slightly before something big rubs over my little brown hole
“NO…NO PLEASE” I scream as loud as possible
“Shut her up” Jim growls as he pushes harder into my bum. My struggling becomes wild and determined as Tony removes one hand and blindly fails around looking for something to make me be quiet
“Fuck it man ill shut her up with my fist” he growls
“NO” shouts Jim “NO BRUISES” he says stepping back and grabbing a pillow from the arm chair. Handing it to Tony he moves back up behind me, as Tony thrusts the pillow into my face and holds it between us his hand moves to the back of my head burying my face in it and muffling my protests.
Jim pushes harder into me again the tip of his private bit finally managing to pass the resistance my body was giving causing pain I have never felt before to shoot through me, my eyes leak consistently while I scream as loud as I can. Through the agony I feel Tony moaning loudly
“Fuck James I have never felt anything so tight, I think I’m falling in love” he laughs
“Oh Jesus Christ believe me If you was this end you wouldn’t be saying that”
The two of them continue to thrust and pump into me, every now and then one of them will use my hair to pull my head back and comment on how great I look filled with both their ‘cocks’ I closed my eyes against it grateful at least that I knew I wasn’t going to come with the amount of pain I was in.
Tony’s mouth was around my boob sucking it into his mouth when I felt the warm sensation filling both my holes letting me know it will soon be over, they thrust a few more times making sure to empty themselves completely before pulling out of me and letting me fall on the sofa
“Looks like you took that hole good and proper” Tony laughed pointing down at Jim’s private bit. Opening my eyes I look over at Jim as he sits on the arm rest of the chair and notice that his lower half is covered in blood, my left hand gently reaches back and softly touches my sore bum, coming against something wet I look down at my and seeing my blood. Panic builds inside me as I sit up.
Jim looks over at me and smiles
“Don’t panic I just ripped you a little should have prepared you more but I couldn’t be bothered to wait, we will visit Johnny tomorrow” he adds
The pain still coursing through me says it’s more than a little, my tears still falling as Tony pushes me to my back and slides his fingers back into me. I can’t believe they really don’t care what they just put me through, my hands fly up as I begin to punch every inch of him I can reach the pain shooting up my back fuelling my anger and actually helping me to think through it.
Seeing what I’m doing Jim comes running round the other side of the sofa and grabs my hands but not before I shock them both with a swing that connects firmly with Tony’s nose. As if in slow motion I hear a crack and feel warm liquid spray over my face. He climbs off me screaming and shouting all kinds of words even the devil himself would blush at, it doesn’t take him long though to recover and come stomping towards me with painful intentions in his eyes, my anger still burns inside me and I struggle against Jim’s hands wanting to punch them both
“Tony stop” quicker than I thought possible Jim stands in front of me with his hands against Tony’s chest
“Move out of my way James that little bitch needs a lesson in respect” he growls trying to push against Jim
“NO BRUISES” Jim shouts pushing him hard making him stumble and fall to the ground
“Are you fucking kidding me? Look what she fucking did” he points to his nose now streaming steadily with his blood
I can’t help myself as a laugh builds up and escapes my lips bringing both men to stare at me
“You think this is funny bitch?” Tony yells over Jim’s shoulder causing my hysterics to start all over again as his anger comes out in a roar Jim still stands between us
“Jane if you don’t shut the fuck up I’m going to hurt you in a way that won’t leave any marks” he shouts over his shoulder at me making me laugh even more
“Y…you already d…did” I manage between breaths finding it strange myself after what’s just happened I can’t stop laughing, but as they say you either laugh or you cry and I have been crying enough lately come to think of it who are they?
The strange though slows my giggling as I climb from the sofa a sob following the last giggle as I accidentally press against my bum
“Can I have a shower?” I ask sitting on my knees on the floor
“A salt water bath would be better” Jim replies not looking at me as I crawl the stairs on my hands and knees.
The bath water stings against my broken skin making me grit my teeth and grip tightly against the sides. When I finally manage to get under the water the door bangs into the wall beside me making me jump
“What the fuck what that?” Jim growls at me “don’t you start to think that cause I don’t want you bruised I won’t hurt you in other ways” he adds coming towards me and gripping my neck with his hand, instinctively I let go of the sides of the bath and grip his hand trying to pull him off me. He pushes me back into the bath and releases me causing another shot of pain to go through me
“Sit forward” he growls again and pouring half the tub of salt that he’s holding into the hot water behind me, using his hand to swirl it around till it dissolves he adds “the salt will help your muscles relax and also help you start to heal”
It becomes clear that he has no intention of leaving as he sits on the toilet seat and watches me sit there in the water, I decide to get on with it hoping that the salt will ease some of the pain but it doesn’t seem to be working as I lean back slowly
“Why did you hit him?” he asks, I can’t believe what a stupid question it is and that he really has to ask
“You both just hurt me really bad Jim, and then he pushed me back on my bum to stick his fingers in me” I said looking at him
“I don’t care what he did you had no right to touch him like that” he stands up and bends over me “and I have told you before not to call me Jim”
“No right? I had no right? Are you joking? You have no right to rape me over and over, you have no right to hurt me the way you have yet you stand there and say I have no right to defend myself?” I shout at him
Quicker than I could have seen it coming his hand catches mine and pins them against the tiled wall while his right hand moves under the water, spreading my legs and pressing into my bum
“I. Don’t. Care. How. Much. It. Hurts. You. You. Are. Mine!” he says slowly emphasizing every word while looking at me in the eyes, his biggest finger sliding in and out of my bleeding hole, sending blankets of pain all over me. He releases me just as quick again,
“You better find a way to apologise to him. I have to go away for the night for work and I asked him to watch you,” at my confused look he smiles “you will be staying at Tony’s house the night”
‘Oh my god,’ I think to myself ‘how am I meant to survive the night alone with Tony?’ then I realise I won’t be alone, Ben will be there and hopefully Tony’s wife Kerry will be there too.
“When?” I ask as he leaves the bathroom
“Thirteenth” he says walking down the hall
When I climb out I head to my room until I hear a cough coming from the end of the hall, looking up Jim is standing in his door way looking at me. Shaking his head at his room he turns round disappearing from sight and expecting me to follow, for a second I entertain the thought of ignoring him and continuing to my room but I know the consequences wouldn’t be worth it in the end. Sighing I head to his room to find him laying on the bed waiting for me
“Please Uncle, let me sleep tonight surely you have hurt me enough and can’t possible want sex again?” I plead with him too tired to argue
“Get on the bed Jane” he demands ignoring my protest. To my surprise as I lay down I see that his clothes stay on “turn around I want to check that you’re not ripped” not sure if this is another trick but wanting to know the answer myself I turn away from him so that he can see my back passage clearly
Gently his fingers probe the sensitive area only causing slight pain enough to just make me gasp quietly
“No, you aren’t ripped,” he says from behind me before moving away and laying next to me
“Jane I want you to know that I do care for you” he continues shocking me as he pulls me into his arms
“I don’t want to hurt you, but you won’t do as I tell you without me forcing you. I want you to enjoy it like we do. I want you to enjoy giving other people the pleasure you bring me and letting me watch or tell me about it, of course that’s only with people I want you to fuck not boys at your school.” He adds looking my in the eyes,
I’m not sure where this is coming from part of me is glad that he seems to be being gentle but the other part knows that’s how I fell for his trap before.
“Jane in time you will learn the pleasures you can bring a man and even a woman, I will teach you if you just stop fighting our love” as I look up at him confused where he gets the idea love has anything to do with this his mouth lowers to mine.
The kiss is soft yet demanding as his tongue presses against my lips his hands run through my hair stoking me softly, I can’t help think that it would be quite romantic if it wasn’t my Uncle kissing me, if he hadn’t of done all the things he has. Maybe if he was just a normal boy my age, maybe if he was Ben I would have enjoyed it.
He brings me from my thoughts as his heavy weight lowers into my chest, I try to prepare myself for what’s about to happen but again I’m shocked as his clothes stay on and he makes no attempt to remove the towel that is the only thing between our bodies.
“You are perfect Jane, just what I always needed. With you I won’t need anyone else, just you” he says rolling back on to the bed and pulling me tight towards him,
“I won’t harm another girl if I can just have you” he mumbles closing his eyes and drifting off to sleep,
my head filled with pressure and guilt, how can I say no when he says he won’t hurt anyone else, but how can I trust him? How can I say yes and spend the rest of my life being a sexual slave to a bunch of dirty old men? And women? He mentioned women, I hope to god he was just using it as some kind of example and not really intending to force me into some kind of gay sexual thing.
As these thoughts so through my head another thought comes flying at me ‘Jim mentioned that I will be staying with Tony on the thirteenth that’s Ben’s birthday, the night of the party he wanted to have, maybe with all those people there it won’t be so bad but then saying that it could make things worse.’ My head starts to become fussy again with all the thoughts, pressure and the aftermath of the tequila
Before falling asleep I decide I will talk to Ben tomorrow… about the party at least…

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A bumpy ride to camp Crystal Lake – Part 2 – 6

Hello all, once again. This is Part 2 to 6 of the Crystal Lake story series. If you are unfamiliar with the series you can click my username and view my list of stories and read the first part to the series. Sorry the wait has been so long, I’d like to say I’ve been busy with life, but quite frankly I’ve just been very, very lazy. I decided to post 2-6 in just one story instead of posting them separately because that’s just annoying to have to click to each one if you want to read the whole story. The following story is 100% fictitious, no events in the story actually took place. Any likeness the characters have to any real life person is entirely coincidental. I have to mention all characters are over the age of 18; legally, my country does not like erotic stories about minors (see David Traynor v. Tasmania) This story is fictitious and is not meant to inspire and incite violence or any criminal behaviour. If you believe this story will encourage you to commit a felony, please stop reading now. The main theme of this story series is incest. There is some exhibitionism and blackmail too. If you do not like that please discontinue reading. There will be no more sequels after this story, so please don’t comment asking for more, I feel I have tired out these characters and I don’t want to write more with them in it. Please give feedback so I can improve, I’m always looking to make my stories better. Oh, and I know how unrealistic this is, it’s just a little bit of fiction. Thanks, and enjoy! Oh, and the story also contains an awkwardly written pseudo-strip-tease performed by a male character. Sorry. Anyway. I finished writing this and I hope it’s all good. I kind of write a summary and then fill them out and then delete the summary. I hope I removed all unnecessary parts. Oh, and I know I said in the comments in January I was nearly finished. Yeah. I got a bit lazy. Oh well. Enjoy.

Calving Signs – part 7

Mark called early the next morning.
Terri missed it, as she did his next, worried phone call. She spent a good forty-five minutes on top of the toilet, trying to burn off her morning arousal. Working with her fingers to cut through the insistent burn of hormones and heat that kept telling her to find someone with a cock. To get pumped full of boy juice. Terri pulled on her nipples, gasping, shivering and squirting as her fingers worked on her clit.
It took a long time to finally satiate her body’s demands. Only then did she pick up the message.
“Terri. It’s me,” Mark said. Just his voice undid a whole morning’s worth of work. “Dad has me working outdoors all day, so I can’t come over until after dinner. Hang in there, I think I know what’s going on!”
“Hang in there,” Terri thought, sucking on her fingers. Easy for him to say. Even when she got dressed, in the lightest summer dress she could find, her nipples bulged against it. They craved more stimulation. When she walked her panties felt tight and hot against her slit.
The girl in the mirror was past nymph and well on her way to fertility goddess. Terri’s long blonde hair rode in waves across her shoulders, bouncing in time with her walk. Her flawless, hairless skin looked almost like rubber in the basement lighting, but soft and warm. Plus there was the issue of her tits. If she stuck her chest sideways they nearly oustripped the thin bathroom mirror.
Terri gritted her teeth, ignored her chores, and tried to do smart stuff. To fight back. To replace cravings with rational, intelligent thought.
It didn’t go so well.
Her thoughts seemed to toy with her. When she picked up a magazine, her fingers started to trace big pregnant bellies on the models in the pictures. To muse at the packages of the boy models. Reading a book, even an old favorite like Little Women, was a disaster. The words swam in front of her, re-arranging each other until she gave up, nursing a headache that jumped back and forth between ears.
Her e-mail inbox had filled up with concerned inquiries from college friends. Terri didn’t even know how to respond. “Dear everyone. Have become horny and sexy. Thinking about spending the next twenty years nursing babies. How are you?” Plus it was hard to type with long painted nails.
She skipped dinner, even though her stomach screamed with irritation, arguing that she was giving up beef ribs and buttered corn. Not to mention big bowls of strawberry ice cream.
Terri even peeked in on the scene. Ronald and Darrel were the only two sitting down. The three girls circulated around them, watching their needs, ready to spring if either so much as lifted a finger. Anne’s constant, placid smile sent Terri back to her room with renewed determination.
In the end, the best Terri could manage for Project: Smart Stuff was to watch Sex and the City reruns while slowly rubbing at the slick juncture between her thighs. The women on the screen seemed almost alien, prancing around in the Big City, practically ancient not to be swelled up with kids.
Didn’t they know how ridiculous they seemed, childless in their old age?
* * *
Mark, when he finally arrived, didn’t look good.
His eyes were wild and fierce, and he didn’t bother to wait for Anne to get the door. Instead he simply stumbled into the basement, and fell on the bed. Terri snatched her hand from between her oily legs and raced over to him.
“Mark? Are you alright?” she said, timid. His face was screwed up tight.
“Went the whole day without masturbating,” he explained. His face was grey, and he had a layer of sweat across it. “I don’t feel so hot.”
“No, no! Mark, no!” Terri said, racing onto her knees. Mark obligingly opened his legs, and she tugged open his fly, freeing his oversized penis from his pants. It was dark red, and twitched. The cock was outsized and massive, like it belonged to a different animal, almost comical in its length and width.
Terri had to use both hands to jack on it, inhaling a day’s worth of Mark’s scent the whole time. Dribbles of cum shot out, right away, staining her hands and her nice yellow dress. Mark laid back and let her massage it out of him.
“Whatever this is,” he said, watching a spurt catch her on the lips and hair, “it’s… It’s… unstoppable…”
Terri licked her lips. The salty tang was enough to chase away hunger pains. By the time Mark was done twitching, a puddle of translucent cream laid underneath him, and Terri was coated in spurts of cum.
Once they had calmed down and put their clothes back together, Mark waved a computer printout in his hand.
“I had a friend of mine at school analyze some of our drinking water,” he said, still twitching. “It’s like a chemical soup. There’s stuff in it he’s never heard of. And the stuff he had heard of was all bad.”
“What sort of stuff?” Terri said.
“Testosterone and estrogen, in big quantities. And changed, somehow. Other hormones. Pain-killers. Aphrodisiacs. Growth-enhancers. It’s like drinking a laboratory, Terri! And it’s changing us from people into… some kind of breeding animals!”
Terri wasn’t about to argue. Especially with the smell of Mark’s cum in the room. It was already pounding her head with needs and desires.
“It’s got to be coming from that Factory,” Mark said, shaking his head. “They have access to the water supply. I need to find out who’s in charge of it. Can I use your computer?”
Terri pointed to it, in the far corner. She had given up on it after getting confused by trying to type an upper-case letter. Caps lock just made them ALL big, and she couldn’t remember any other way.
“What do you want me to do?” she asked.
Mark was already peering into the screen. “I don’t know. Just… hang around, I guess.”
* * *
Terri tried to hang around.
First she cleaned the room up. That was soothing, at least, even if it did mean mopping up a lot of sperm.
Her boy worked on the computer, flicking past screens. He had his legs open. His cock flopped between his thighs. “This shouldn’t be this hard,” he said, growling. “Why can’t I think of what to do here?”
Terri chewed on a fingernail. Her brain drank the scent of cum and cock, bathed in it, driving down what was left of her. What did girls do for their men, when they were frustrated? She hated to see him bothered.
Terri went and got him a drink.
Mark took a long gulp before realizing what he held. He spurt it out, disgusted. “Terri, this is chemical water! Don’t you remember what I was just talking about? Hormones, et cetera?”
Terri shrank into herself. “I’m sorry,” she said, contrite. “I guess I forgot.”
Her heart pounded. When he had turned, she had gotten another long look at his cock.
* * *
An hour later, and Mark sat with his head in his hands, staring at the computer screen. “How many shell companies can there be?” He shouted, at it. “Hundreds? Why aren’t they in the IRS records?”
Terri put the bowl next to him, and waited, nervous. What if he didn’t want it? She was trying so hard to be good for her man, but she didn’t know anything about computer stuff…
“What’s this?”
“Ice cream!” she said, encouraging. “Don’t worry about the water or anything. It’s homemade.”
“Homemade out of what?” he said, suspicious. But the first spoonful got rid of his worries. Terri watched, relieved, as her man devoured the bowl. She took it away immediately, cleaned it, and put it back with the others. When she returned, he was typing away again, deep into another avenue.
“The Pastor makes it,” she said. “Pastor Flynn.”
“Pastor…” Mark grunted, rapping the table with his fingers. He snapped them together. “Tax-exemptions!”
Terri stroked herself, gently, while he worked. When she came, she bit her lip, so that she wouldn’t disturb him.
* * *
“It’s no good,” Mark said, finally, defeated. “I just can’t concentrate.” It was dark outside, night fallen out of the small basement window.
That was the opening Terri had been looking for.
She crawled, head-first, into the tiny space between the computer chair and the desk. It was warm and rich with Mark’s scent, and she made herself fit, twisting herself inside.
“You keep working,” she suggested, pulling out his cockhead for the—however many times it was. “I’ll make sure you can concentrate, okay?”
Mark looked uncertain. Then she bent down to it, putting her tongue on top of his cock, and licked all over the tip of it. She was instantly rewarded with another gout of cum. His balls were endless. They were huge, too, and hung over the side of the computer chair.
Her boy paused for a moment, then started typing, once more.
* * *
Terri’s mouth was exhausted, and she had lost track of how much jizz she had swallowed. Lots. She was thirsty. Even when Mark was soft—which was brief—she had quietly lapped at his cock, happy to nuzzle on it to help him concentrate.
“There,” he said, sitting back. “I don’t know what good it’ll do us, but I know who is responsible. Something called Breed Ministries. Didn’t you say that Pastor Flynn lives here?”
Terri nodded.
“He’s responsible. He has to be. His church runs a whole series of industries through a mess of shell companies. And they’re all about kids. Baby food. Baby clothes. Maternity wear. Not to mention huge investments in a series of major chemical corporations. And all run out of some backwood hick town in the middle of nowhere. Man.”
He peered down at her. “We’re just breeding stock, to them.”
Terri eased out of her warm little cocksucking nook. Her back hurt, and she laid back on the mattress to loosen it. Her dress was sticky and crackled with cum. Her face was matted with it, where it had dried, and her face was a mess.
She had never felt so content, so happy.
“Now what?” she said, lazily. Whatever he wanted. Terri had already named their first eight kids.
“Tomorrow, first thing, we get out of town. Then we find someone in the government who believes us. Is that okay?”
Her man had worked things out. Of course everything would be okay.
Terri slid her legs open. “What should we do until tomorrow?” she asked, and hiked up her skirt.
* * *
Mark had been exhausted, so they had only fucked twice. Simple, primal fucking, with the man, on top, spilling his seed into his woman, below. They had fallen asleep still entangled, with his cock falling flaccid inside of her.
When she woke up, Terri crackled with dried sperm. It coated her, a frosting of dried protein, the product of so many gouts of Mark’s sperm. She licked her lips, remembered each beautiful spurt, swallowing each of her man’s urgent floods of warm, delicious cum.
Terri realized there was something she had to do.
She had to throw up.
The blonde barely managed to make it to the bathroom in time. Her stomach emptied out, and left her starving and thirsty. But not so hungry she didn’t manage to wash the most obvious dollops of cum off, and pull on a simple blue dress along with three-inch heels. The girl in the mirror winked at her, highly satisfied.
Mark was gone. But she heard a man gasp, from upstairs, followed by a hot wind of pancakes and bacon, rushing down the stairs. That made sense. He had probably been as hungry as she had been, emptied out by the work of her mouth.
Terri wandered up the stairs. The sun was already well up, filtering through high windows to bathe the big house in a quiver’s worth of rays. The day had dawned warm and pleasant, and promised to be beautiful. Terri tip-toed through the house, mind free of little worries for the first time since arrival.
In the kitchen, her boyfriend was half-naked on a chair, his shorts around his ankles. He had Patricia, the brunette, sitting on top of him. The new maid wore a red silk chemise that looked almost dainty, except for the rigorous pounding she was receiving. Her pussy struggled to hold onto the size of Mark’s cock, and her face was a pleasant agony.
The bottom dropped out of Terri’s world. She sagged against the doorframe, ill and nauseous once more.
Patricia’s eyes slid to her, and then Mark turned. He didn’t stop fucking her for a moment, still bouncing her lithe little body up and down his cock.
“Terri.. I’m sorry… but… she’s pregnant. I had to… fuck her…” he said, as if that explained everything.
And part of Terri agreed. He was a man. It was his job to fuck broadly and deeply, to whatever woman presented herself.
Anne stood in her usual spot, in front of the counters, managing a steady flow of pancakes from the griddle. She was radiant, wearing a white dress with lacy sides, and a sunburst insignia on the front.
“Mom,” Terri pled, desperate. “What… what’s going on? Do something!”
“I am, dear,” Anne said. “Just be patient for a moment.”
And then Terri’s Mom stepped away from the hot griddle, and casually unleashed the top of her dress. She had bare tits underneath, big shapely ones that bulged out, with red nipples. Anne took hold of one, and lowered it onto a sparkling clean glass.
Milk jetted out of the nipple and filled the glass. Anne’s calm smile simply grew a slight bit deeper.
“Milk,” Terri said, helpless. Her Mom produced milk. Why… how?
“Of course, dear. The dear Reverend couldn’t do anything about the infertility, but he gave me some wonderful pills to take. They’ve made me so happy, all the time. And, of course, there’s these delightful side effects.”
Anne walked over to Mark, who had both hands on Patricia’s tits. He squeezed, and Terri’s chest glowed, remembering his rough hands on her boobs.
“Drink up some more,” she urged, on Mark. He already had a milk mustache, Terri noticed. And despite the vigorous sex, he eagerly grabbed the glass and downed the still-warm breast milk in one go. His cock glistened, wet, and bits of cum drooled out of Patricia. It had all mixed together into a sticky swirl.
“You can go ahead and touch yourself, honey,” Anne said, turning back to her daughter. “It’s okay. Everything is going to be okay.”
“No…” Terri whined, her hands already reaching underneath her dress. Even this betrayal had her hot, watching her man fuck another woman senseless. Patricia was about to hit her limit, her eyes rolling back as she pounded up and down like a helpless toy on Mark’s cock. She lost control entirely, falling backwards onto the table, splattering a neatly set place setting.
That’s when Candice emerged, grinning, from underneath the table. Where she had been apparently licking at whatever flung juices landed her way.
“What’s happening?” Terri whimpered. She pushed inside herself. Her folds felt moist and warm, and she couldn’t keep her eyes off of Mark. He barely seemed to notice that Patricia had fallen off, as Candice eagerly lowered herself on his dripping pole. He grabbed her boobs firmly and restarted his rhythm.
“My milk tends to hit people pretty hard,” Anne explained. She hadn’t bothered to pull her dress back up, and milk spattered on the floor from her teats. “And after all that ice cream last night, plus a full glass this morning… Mark wasn’t really in a state to refuse anyone. Especially not two pregnant girls.”
The ice cream. It was from… her Mom’s…
Anne pushed another warm glass of milk into her hand, freshly squeezed. Terri stared at it. It was still foamy, on top.
“Drink up, Terri. It’s good for you. And,” she winked. “It’ll be good for the baby.”
The baby?
Terri touched her stomach. The throwing up. The buckets of cum. “Birth control” her Mom had provided.
She was pregnant. She was going to be another horny little Mommy, just as milk-filled and knocked up as everyone else in this town. Just another cow in the herd.
She drank the milk. It was as warm and creamy as the soft scent indicated.
“See, honey? Everything will be okay,” Anne said, reassuring and soft. She patted Terri’s light pink cheeks. “Don’t worry about a thing.”
She had to raise her voice over Candice’s screams. The former Professional soon joined her fellow girl on the floor, dazed and twitching. Mark looked around, wildly, blood raging with her Mom’s drug-laced milk. He spotted his girl and rose up from the table, erection bobbing in front of him. It pointed at her thighs, insistent and hard, and ready.
Terri lifted her skirt, and braced herself.
He had her against the side of the wall, ripping the dress off with his free hand, the other supporting her ass up on the wallpaper. Terri gasped with each push, shoved between the wall and his dark red penis, her slit straining to hold his entire aching hardness inside of her.
“I’m pregnant,” she started to chant, as Mark climbed to his orgasm. “Preggy, Preggo, Pregnant.” She would have big tits just like her Mom, and stay at home and clean things and wait every day for another long ride on Mark’s cock.
“I’ll give you kids five minutes,” Anne said, moving to clean up the table. “And then you have to put some clothes on.”
“We’re going to Church today.”
* * *
They groped at each other in the back of the car, still needy, crazed by the milk and the smell of each other. But something wore off just before they arrived, and both Mark and Terri broke off their assault, readjusted their clothing, and fixed each other with scared looks.
“You’re pregnant?” Mark said. His voice was cracked from growling. He kept shaking his head, to clear it.
Terri just nodded, wide-eyed. “It’s yours,” she blurted, and haplessly pulled her panties back up.
“I’m… I’m sorry,” Mark said. “I don’t know what happened. She just flashed her… and then I just had to…”
It didn’t seem important. Especially not once the twosome were surrounded by the citizens of Calving, all in their finest, on their way to the Church in the center of town. Terri slipped her hand into Mark’s.
Everyone was there. All of the happy, horny populace. Any number of muscle-bound men, wearing blue jeans with cock outlines etched in. Pregnant women slowly creeping towards the entrance, escorted by doting husbands or boyfriends. And the non-pregnant girls, competing with each other for male attention, on full display with naughty skirts and shiny tops that outlined heavy tits. A gust of wind advertised just how few were willing to wear underwear for Church.
Anne was enormously popular, in a big hat and a dark red dress that approached demure, especially when surrounded by the others.
Worst of all, so many of Anne’s cronies came up to her and Mark, stared at her belly, and gave her a big smile and their most heartfelt congratulations.
And inside, presiding over his herd with his usual big grin and greasy hair, was Pastor Flynn. He paced the raised altar with obvious energy, watching everyone file obediently in, and quietly take their place in the pews. When he saw Terri and Mark, he rubbed his hands together, then waved a greeting to Anne.
Terri sat down, next to Mark, and tried to think.
She was pregnant. It was a miracle she had thought otherwise. Mark had fucked her long and deep, over and over. She was his, now. They’d have to get married or something. He would work, and she would stay home and clean up and cook and wait for him in a brand new outfit, in his favorite color, with underwear if he was bad and without if he was good…
She shook her head. Mark kept glancing over at her, and then, with big eyes, at her belly. She clutched it, protectively.
Terri looked up. Pastor Flynn was halfway through his sermon, and commanded the townfolk without even bothering with a microphone. Anne sat bolt upright, hanging on each word. Every other face was turned towards the man with the dark hair, and nodding at the end of each sentence.
Although, she noticed, dimly, that didn’t stop their hands from moving around. Girls had their hands on the boys, underneath their pants or rubbing the bulge in their jeans. Many of the men had one hand on the inside of their girl’s thighs, and removed juicy fingers from plump, well-stroked snatches. The air was getting sticky and sweet from the work of the men and women, quietly getting each other off.
“And now, I’d like to invite up all the parishioners newly blessed with the Spirit!” Pastor Flynn said. He pulled out a very large index card. “Deanna, Brianna, Sarah, Colleen, Susan, Ally and Michelle, Candice and Patricia, Erica… and, of course, Terri!”
Terri heard her name called. Her Mom tugged her up. “That’s you!” she said, encouraging. “Go on up! You have to accept the blessing!”
The blonde stood up, on heavy legs, and walked through the pews. The people she passed smiled at her, and patted her stomach, encouraging. She walked with the hordes of other girls, all of them pleased and cheerful, with all sorts of hair colors and any number of casually revealing outfits. Terri ended up between a somewhat older woman, who kept rubbing absent-mindedly at her impressive rear end, and two giggling High Schoolers who kept touching at each other.
Flynn walked in front of them all, inspecting the army, at the ranks of swelling tummies he had created. Then he whirled, and turned to the audience.
“Lets give them a big round of applause!” he said, and pounded his heavy hands together.
The cheer became a roar, and the roar became pounding waves of approval. Flynn leaned in close, to Terri. “And after the service, why don’t you and your young man stop into my office, hmm? I think we have a lot to talk about.”
Terri nodded, and then walked back to her seat.
* * *
Flynn’s office was in the very back of the Church. Anne escorted the two wan teenagers to the door, and opened it for them. Mark and Terri walked in, hands clasped.
It was a far cry from Flynn’s austere room in the House. Flynn’s office was colored with stained glass, and the ceiling rose to the rafters. The carpeting was plush and rich. Flynn himself relaxed behind a red-colored desk, his arms crossed behind his head.
Behind him was a chemistry set of beakers, flasks, and pills. All arranged with precision on long rows. Many were totally clear, but others were dark red, and a few even completely black. The pills were generally large and white. Terri dolefully picked out her supposed “birth control” pills in one.
“Have a seat, please,” Flynn urged, politely. He indicated two plush chairs.
“You’re…” Mark searched for the words, falling into the seat. “You’re not going to get away with all this, you know that, don’t you? We’re leaving. We’re getting out of here.”
“Oh? Then maybe I should have you killed,” Flynn said, in that same polite tone.
Both Mark and Terri froze.
Flynn laughed, and it boomed and echoed. “I’m kidding! You’re welcome to go. Be my guest! No one has to stay. Religion only works if you want it to, I find.”
“Or if you force it to work,” Terri was almost surprised to hear her voice.
“Terri,” Flynn said, turning to her. His eyes, she was surprised to note, were even admiring. “You probably will find this hard to believe, but I have a lot of respect for you. You were one of our hardest cases ever. Chemically speaking, of course.”
“We’re going,” Mark snapped, standing up. His cock twitched in his pants. “Terri, lets go.”
Flynn put his hands out. “Tell you what,” he said, placating. “Why don’t you stay a little longer, and I’ll tell you how I did it?”
Mark bit his lip. “Just so you have something to tell the government,” Flynn said.
Mark sat back down. “We already know. The water. Chock full of chemicals.”
“The water supply?” Flynn snorted. “How pedestrian. How basic. You think I could turn an entire town of relatively sane if small-minded people into sex-mad maniacs just by messing with the water? Please!”
“Then what?” Mark demanded. “Where was it?”
“Everywhere!” Flynn said, throwing his arms wide. “Everywhere and everything, son! We’ve had our eye on this town for years! We started with a baseline of hormones in the water half a decade ago, making sure that everyone in this town was nice and fertile when the time was right. Fertile and happy, not about to break the status quo, peaceful, calm. The crime rate in Calving is the lowest in the State!”
Flynn indicated a few of the largest beakers. “The Church—my Church—started the factory once we were sure everyone was good and horny. That gave us access to food supplies, outside influences, all of that. All the food had our special little drops on it. The Diner should’ve glowed green, we had so many chemicals pumped inside. And why stop there? Bras with time-release powders, just for kicks. Office supplies that messed with your rear end. All mixed together in a time-sensitive stew of sex and rutting.”
He pointed a finger at each of them. “You know what’s going on in your bodies, right now? Two dozen of my hormones fighting your brain. Some of them tickling your pleasure centers, making every little thing you do very fun and exciting. Some others sending strong signals to your oh-so-educated minds, giving hints that thinking too hard isn’t very nice. And, of course, others coaxing that animal side we all have to come out of hiding, to get down to the serious mammal business of getting laid and producing the next generation.”
His finger drifted downwards. “And that’s just your heads. Mark, look at those muscles, huh? You’re just squirting testosterone, these days. Making you big, and strong, and, lets face it, a little dumb if someone wafts a bit of pussy in front of you. Terri, I’ll bet you can’t stop smiling, can you? Looking forward to keeping your man happy? That’s all that estrogen we got in you, specially designed for growing girls like yourselves.”
“And the best part is that, after a little while, you boys and girls keep doing it to yourselves! Mark, you don’t know it, but you’re lit up with pheromones like a bee. Girls can’t resist you. You smell too damn good. And Terri, you uncross those legs and every male in an enclosed room wants to get in between those thighs.”
Flynn put his feet on the desk. “And still we nearly didn’t pull it off! Oh, not just because of the holdouts. A little extra attention for the ladies who think too much does wonders. Not even for those drifting through town, if you can slip them a special something. But because of people like you, Terri, and your simple bull-headed refusal to let your body do the talking!”
Terri shifted in her chair. She could almost feel the drugs swimming through her, once Flynn had named them. Knocking her up, swelling her big, making her happy and dumb. “What do you mean? This isn’t enough for you?” she said, in her new little-girl voice. “I’m big and fat and pregnant, just like you wanted.”
“And still fighting back! Amazing! Terri, your Mom’s ice cream had enough stuff in it to knock a bull-dyke feminist into a Mother of Ten. It turned those roommates of yours into dolls and toys. I’m not sure they could recite the alphabet between the two of them. But you held on! Even if you are fingering yourself right now.”
Terri looked down. Her finger had, as usual, slipped between her thighs. She ground her teeth and pulled it out.
“Why are you doing… this?” Mark said, waving his arms around. “All of this!”
Pastor Flynn stood up. The slightly pudgy man with dark eyes disappeared, in a flash, as he loomed over the two of them. Suddenly, out of nowhere, the burning brimstone of a True Believer thundered above them. “Because this is the work of God!” he roared. “This sinner’s world has forgotten the work of God—to bring others into it! We were given these big brains to care for our children, to instruct them in God’s work, not to forget our basic duties as part of God’s herd! To multiply! To grow and increase! All for the greater glory of the Lord!”
Terri blinked, and the bellowing, statue of a man disappeared. Pastor Flynn paused, sat back down, and ran a comb through his hair.
“We…” Mark said, his voice trembling. “We appreciate your speech. But now we’re leaving. Come on, Terri.”
“Leaving?” Flynn said.
He pushed something forward on his desk, casually. “When you’ve been marinating in the scent of our special estrus blend for the past five minutes? Take a look over at your big… pregnant… girlfriend… over there, and tell me you’re leaving.”
Mark’s eyes fixed on the open jar. The liquid inside was dark red. Then his eyes slid over to Terri. Over her tits. Down onto her milky white thighs, and her skimpy dress. Then onto her belly. He swallowed.
“Terri, I’m… sorry, but I’ve got to stick my cock in your… your pussy,” he said, bobbing his head.
He turned towards her. His cock had leaked a trail of cum onto his pants, all the way down to his knees.
“We’ve got a nice outdoorsy job for you,” Flynn said, encouraging. The scent appeared to effect him not at all. “And then, once Terri has gotten nice and plump, we’ll get you back doing computer work for us. It’d be wasteful, otherwise.”
“Fuck him,” Terri’s body urged. All parts of it. Her glowing, perfect boobs. Her plump, full lips. Certainly her nice, inviting pussy, with the heavy lips and nerve-filled clit. “Do it, it’ll be fun.”
Terri ran for it.
She rose up on wobbly, lubricant-stained thighs, and made it to the door, tossing it open. She raced by her surprised Mother, mouth open, panting and groaning. Trying to get free of the sex-juiced air, the hormones telling her to go back and let her man take her, on the floor, wherever he pleased.
She made it to the Church, padded down the center of the pews.
But her body wasn’t made for running, anymore. Her tits were heavy, and her bra was a joke, so they hurt as they ran, the nipples rubbing up and down the inside of her dress. The dress flew up with each step, exposing her panties. And her hips were too wide to run properly. Plus her hair kept getting her eyes.
Terri ran anyways.
She struggled in the heels, to run fast. But tossing them off seemed impossible to even imagine.
She slowed to a walk. Her feet hurt, after all.
And she had the baby to think about. It felt good to slow down, to let the comforting flow of hormones rush over her.
She stopped.
Right in front of a cow pasture.
A cow, a big brown one, mooed at her.
Terri sighed, and mooed back.
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EPILOGUE:
The brand new hospital was very clean, very efficient, and very boring. Terri had nothing to do but wait on her back and count the hours. She counted hours on the clock above her bulging stomach. Her belly button had popped out early on, and she had just kept getting bigger since then.
Mark, her adoring husband, stopped in twice a day. They gave him time off from the factory to visit his pregnant wife. First he would fuck her senseless, pounding her with his still-massive cock. Then they would talk about work at the Plant, and about post-baby plans to move into the new housing development, next to that Robert guy he was friends with.
After that, he would milk her. And that inevitably lead to a second round of fucking her. He usually did it standing, with her pussy braced on the side of the hospital bed.
Brianna, the nurse, visited once a day. She was a real scatter-brain, probably because of her own growing tummy, but she at least remembered to change the batteries in Terri’s vibrator. Once a day was usually enough.
Every other day Anne would stop by, to let her know how the House was getting along. The two girls were filling in nicely during her absence, even if they tended to forget about work whenever a boy stopped in. She had a perfect record, sending visiting couples home with an added member of the family. Plus she never failed to bring a homemade bucket of ice cream.
Terri was looking forward to making her own.
And once, Pastor Flynn stopped by. Back in civilian clothes, for once.
“Terri!” he said, bouncing in. “So good to see you. And the little one, I see. I hope you name him or her or them after me.”
“Not likely,” Terri said. She concentrated, and a spark crumbled up from her Mommy-addled brain. “Bastard.”
“Whoa, careful, the kid can hear that,” Flynn said, with mock concern.
“I’m leaving, you know. Soon as I have the baby. We’re going to get out.”
“Fine by me,” Flynn said. He shrugged. “I’m leaving too. New towns to conquer, you know? And we’re going to try a city, soon.”
“Which city?”
“A big one,” Flynn said. They looked at each other. “But I should say, Terri. There’s worse things then getting plugged regular by a loving husband, and taking care of a baby, and getting the housework done. But if you want to get back to your old life of running away from college, I wish you the best. Here, I’ll get your brain back on the road.”
He took the remote, and changed the channel to CNN. “There. Some depressing news, some books, and you’ll be back to your old self in no time. Just try and stay away from milk-based products.”
And then he was gone.
Terri watched the news, determined, for a good fifteen minutes. Then the vibrator, deep within her snatch, ran dry on batteries.
She managed five minutes more of silly people yapping at each other.
Then Terri sighed, turned the channel to her Soaps, and let her dancing fingers replace the vibrator. She wondered, idly, if there was any ice cream left in the hospital fridge.

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Bi Curious of Bi Desire?

Bi Curious or Bi Desire?
We are an average couple….except at night we become sex animals. Nina has a great body, long reddish brown hair and nice 34 C tits. My close buddies said she was hot looking. Me, Mark, I am tall, blondish and Nina’s close friends said I looked hot. We were both 22, and living together, we have no kids and plenty of time to have great sex.
Slowly I noticed a trait of hers. If we were in the mall, sitting on a bench and people watching, she would comment on the women having nice hot looking hips, ass and tits. She was eyeballing all the women who walked by. I noted this and chimed in feeding her comments. I would say how I would like to see that girl naked. Nina would quietly gasp, and say how hot that would be. On TV she would do the same. She would comment on how a girl had hot legs, or nice tits or lusty eyes. I decided to see just how maybe bi curious she was. I felt she might be ‘bi desire’ instead of just ‘bi curious‘, which was fine with me. (I pictured 3 somes in the future.)
I started off one night when we were laying in bed naked and I started telling a hot story.
She loved these and the stories always got her hot, only this time I made it a bi story.
I told a story of a maid, I called her Lacy, similar to Gracie. (* That was her girlfriends name who I felt she might have had a one time affair with, when they got drunk one night. She did tell me once that they ended up in bed together naked, but wouldn’t tell me any more.).
I described the maid like her girlfriend looks, as I knew it was to her liking.
The maid ask if she could give lady a massage due to a sore back the lady had. (Nina started to breathing heavy.) I went into detail about how the maid Lacy, ask the lady to go take all her clothes off and lay down on the bed, face down. Lacy watched her get undressed as the lady blushed a little.
Lacy smiled real sexy at her. She started out massaging her back, then neck, then legs and then turned her over. (By now I heard Nina’s breathing increase, and she squirmed a few times.) As the maid massaged and got closer to her boobs, the lady didn’t move, and just let her do it. The maid started slowly brushing against her boobs. She slowly did her tummy and all around her pubic hair. The maid opened the lady’s legs wide and the lady just let her do it.
The maid stopped.
There was a pause.
The lady opened her eyes and the maid was smiling at her. The maid leaned over and whispered:….(“…you look so content, did you want me to keep going and make you feel even better?”)
The lady thought…..
(‘….oh god, don’t stop now!…I’ve never been this wet and turned on since my girlfriend in school, keep going. I better let her know what I want right now.’)
The lady slowly reached out with her trembling hand and took the maids hand and put it on her damp pubic hair. She whispered back:
(“Lacy,…. (gasp) why don’t you get in bed with me, and we can both ‘feel’ real good?“).
The lady thought….
(I cant believe the words that just came out of my mouth. I just got a hot feeling in the pit of my stomach. Did I actually just say that? I can’t believe I am so hot over a woman since that girl in school.)
———-
The lady watched the maid smile and slowly start to undress. She unbuttoned the front of the maid’s uniform. She laid it on a chair. She unhooked her bra and in slow-motion let the straps down. She had a real nice set of tits and squeezed her arms together forming a great cleavage. The lady squirmed watching her. Lacy let her bra straps slowly slide off her arms, putting a sexy strip show for the lady
. Lacy inched down her little panties showing her dark bush, matching her long wavy black hair. She got up on the bed and got between the lady’s legs. As the lady watched, Lacy began to feel her own tits and massage them slowly while rolling her nipples with her fingers. The lady eyes went wide having never seen a live woman do a ‘feel up’ show.
Lacy teased the lady by rubbing the lady’s inner thighs and letting her finger just slide across the lady’s pubic hair. The lady wanted to suck on Lacy’s hot looking tits so bad, her lips tingled.
(I looked over at Nina, as she had her eyes closed, breathing deep and licking her lips. Her hand was between her legs moving slightly.)
The maid Lacy continued. She fingered and massaged her own pussy as the lady watched and took a gasping breath. Then she lowered her mouth down to the lady’s pussy. The lady could feel Lacy’s hot breath on her pussy.
———
I stopped the story and said more tomorrow night.
Nina said: “NO!, your just getting to the best part!” I noticed Nina had been fingering her own slit and she was very wet. I started in saying that a woman would know,….. just the right places to massage. Nina eyes were closed and whispered:…. ’yes, I know a woman would’. I asked her if she had ever had a woman give her ‘that kind’ of a massage.
There was a long silence, then she slowly began to tell about her girlfriend Millie when they were young girls in school.
She still had her eyes closed and fingering her pussy as she told this never before told, true story.
Nina said they were 12 yrs old, and did a slept over at Millie’s house and started comparing bodies that night in bed. The room was pretty dark and they decided to feel and compare each others boobs. Nina said they both got turned on doing this. The excitement made them to go further. Then on to feeling and comparing their little slits. Millie said she had found her clit, and it felt good when she rubbed it,
and took Nina’s finger and showed her the spot on Nina’s own little pussy. Nina got a hot pleasure jolt when Millie did this. Millie’s hand guiding Nina’s finger made her really hot. She remembers trembling in her tummy. She wanted more of this. Nina, trying to hide her hyper breathing and suggested they might…. rub “each others” clits.
Millie turned around to a 69 position laying on her side as they raised one leg and rubbed each other clits. Nina and Millie got really excited as it was the first time Nina had done this. Millie put her finger in Nina’s vagina and felt it all around, so, Nina did the same to her. They did this till they both were wet. She said they kept it up and up, then faster until Nina had her very first orgasm. They were exhausted and stopped, the girl kissed Nina’s clit,
……Nina gasp!, and they went on to sleep. Nina said she never forgot that kiss as it sent waves of pleasure thru her pussy.
Nina stopped and realized what she had just told me.
This answered my question about bi, as she had an experience she liked and it lingered in her mind.
I got down and kissed Nina’s clit and she bucked and shivered. I had her rub her own clit as I opened her legs wide and put my dick in her very wet pussy. Nina held me tight and I knew she was thinking about a woman. I placed her hands on my chest. She started feeling my tits and twisting my nipples. She started to peak with a big moan. She had a squirming moaning yelling climax, bucking as she kept rubbing her own clit fast. She started lifting her hips up and shaking violently….she started to yelled out “Oh Gra….”
I let go with a big load of cum in her that took my breath away. As I kept shooting in her,
she had a squirt for the very first time. She shuddered and shook as she moaned. She was way hotter and more excited this time then we could ever remember, and I think I knew why. What was it she started to yell?
The next day she said how great last night was, as she grabbed my dick and squeezed it and said that she couldn’t wait to hear more of the story. Nina was extra horny all day, and she fondled me every chance she got.
I was mean, and made her wait 2 days till Saturday night. I felt there was more to her bi adventures and I wanted to hear all about them. On purpose I had told the maid story so she could relate it to her girlfriend Gracie. Every time her girlfriend Gracie’s name came up, she would always smile and stare into the distance. She had told me many times of how hot Gracie was, long black wavy hair, big tits, her curvy figure and long legs. I had a plan to see if her and Gracie ever had a bi affair.
Saturday night came, and back we went to the story that night. She was already wet and started fingering herself right away. I had earlier started in letting her know I felt turned on watching two women making out, in fact it made me hot just thinking about two women having sex. She would smile but only say it would have to be the right woman for her to do something like that with.
I continued with the story.
The maid was just about to lick the lady’s pussy. She smelled the aroma the lady’s perfume mixed with her sex between her legs and it made the maid’s own pussy start to get wetter. She started licking around her pubic hair, causing the lady to twitch and jump as her tongue hit certain areas. (I then turned out all the lights so Nina could concentrate on the story.)
I got down and acted out each description I told. I ran my tongue around her pussy hair like Lacy the maid did in the story.
“Lacy used the tip of her tongue to go up and down the lady’s slit“….. (I did the same to Nina. I removed Nina’s finger from her clit and sucked on her finger then licked her clit and got it very wet. I placed her finger back.)
“Lacy then took her lips and nibbled on the lady’s clit. Her long hair brushing the lady’s legs. She then slowly put three fingers in the lady’s pussy and found her G spot and massaged it.” (Nina moaned as I did it to her.) “Lacy lifted up the lady’s legs at the knee, and push them wide open.”
(Nina did it without me touching her.) “Lacy licked the lady’s clit firmer, and speeded up her G spot massage. The lady bucked her hips up in pleasure.” (Nina moaned steady now, and did the same.) “The lady held Lacy’s head and humped her face steady now. Lacy now speeded up and teased the lady by taking her finger and just touching her butt hole. (Nina’s butt went up for me to finger her butt hole. I ran my finger around it, teasing it as she jumped and moan loud. She took my finger now and led it to the entrance and darted it in and out slightly, teasing herself. I continued )
“Lacy could take no more, and reached over and put an vibrator in the lady’s pussy and pumped it in and out, while pushing the tip of her finger in the lady’s butt hole. The lady yelled in pleasure.”
With that I crawled up and slipped my hard dick in Nina’s pussy and started pumping. I reached around and put a finger slightly in her butt hole, and moved it in and out. She was moaning loud, bucking and squirming now saying, “Oh baby, oh baby, oh my god!, oh my god!!!” She lifted her pussy up as high as she could and I felt her pussy clamp down on my dick as she began to climax and yell, “OH BABY, YESSSSSSSSSSSS” as she climaxed hard, shaking and bucking, her butt clamped down tight on my finger.
I let go with a huge load of cum, making me yell with her. We pumped and pumped it deep in her pussy as we both now shook and gasp for air. I’d never seen Nina so hot, ever. She shook and moaned for a long time, squeezing my dick with her pussy.
She knew she had exposed herself as getting turn on real hot by thinking about being with a woman. Her bi curious had moved to ‘bi desire’.
I wanted her to admit it to herself. She was resistant. She knew by now I liked the two women thing, but I had to find the right woman for her to really go ahead and have sex with a woman.
Yes,…. I fantasized about a great threesome and I wanted that to happen. I thought how can I do this. Gracie had moved to the next town, so she was out.
As I thought….it hit me…
Millie!
Where was she today? I tracked her down to where she worked in town, at a little store. I went in and asked where was Millie? A woman pointed her out. She was a tall redhead with green eyes. I was stunned. She was a hot looking girl. Long red hair, very white skin and green eyes. She had great tits and hot legs. She was putting stuff away as I approached. “Millie?”…”Yes”….”I know you Millie.”
I told her who I was and slowly we blended real cool. I told her Nina had feelings for her beyond just girlfriends She caught on quick and smiled at me and winked. She whispered: (“…do you mean ’girl’ feelings?”) I said: (“you catch on quick Millie. She yeans inside for you, but resists the bi thing.”) She smiled a sexy smile said: (“ I can fix that, just let me visit her.”) We arranged it and I quick hugged her and kissed her on the cheek. She pulled me to her and looked all around and kissed me quick with a slip of her tongue. She held my hand and squeezed it as I left.
I was excited now, Millie was a very hot girl and she was game to go bi with Nina. I had mental pictures of a great 3 some with those two. I talked to Millie on the phone and we started talking a lot. We got into hot discussions and that led to phone sex. She was bi sexual and liked to make me hot, I loved making her hot. We decided to have Millie call her first and get together for old time sake. Nina jumped at the chance. I would leave them alone for her first visit and Millie would try and get her into bed with her. It took two visits and then it happened.
Millie told me Nina was so hot for her finally, a few glasses of wine and she let Millie lick her pussy into a climax. The next visit, they both went all the way with the licking and feeling of everything. Nina was worried what I would think, so Millie said not to worry that she’d have a talk with me. Of course it was a done deal already for Millie and I.
Now, I looked forward to our first 3some.
Millie suggested she come over Saturday night for a visit. Nina was all for it. Millie brought a big bottle of Nina’s favorite wine. I put on a 3some porn video and we all settled in. I was in my easy chair while they sat on the couch. The more Nina drank, the more she sat closer to Millie as they whispered.
They were off to my right and behind me. There was picture with a mirror around it on the wall in front of me, so I would see Millie and Nina both. As the video got hotter and hotter I could see Millie talking in Nina’s ear, then she kissed her neck. Nina smiled and closed her eyes. Nina was now pretty drunk, and began to giggle with Millie. I could see her hand was rubbing Millie’s leg. When the video ended. I went and sat on the couch, Nina in the middle between Millie and I. Millie and I went to work to make Nina hot and excited. It didn’t take much. Millie and I got our faces up close to Nina and both whispered about the video’s hot parts.
We each took one of Nina’s hands and began to hold it. Then rubbed it, kissed it and licked between her fingers. Nina was melting fast. Her breathing was heavy and she wanted to join in but just sat and enjoyed for now. Finally I winked at Millie and started kissing the side of Nina’s face, Millie took the other side and we started increasing our kisses and we got to Nina’s lips and all three began to kiss. Nina watched as I kissed Millie and then…….
Millie kissed Nina.
Nina could take no more and kissed us both panting and letting her tongue go wild in both our mouths. We all got so hot, finally I stood up and Millie stood and we kissed and felt Nina all the way to our bedroom. We all undressed each other, fondling and kissing all the way. Nina was the most turned on and was dizzy with excitement. She attacked us both, kissing us and feeling my dick and Millie’s tits. We started doing the same to her.
Now I had two hot women to play with and they both had a girl and a guy to feel up. Millie and I wanted to fuck bad, but so did Nina, so….we both did.
Millie and I laid Nina down and started kissing her and fingering her sweet pussy. She thrashed her body with excitement. I whispered to Millie: (“…go 69 with her first..”) She tongue kissed me deep and then turned and I finally got to watch Millie eat Nina’s pussy.
Nina made little pleasure noises as she pulled Millie’s pussy to her. In went her tongue in Millie’s wet pussy. Now Millie made those same moaning sounds. I just laid to the side and Millie reach over and jacked me as she ate Nina’s pussy, and sucking some on her clit.
I’ll never forget the sight and sounds of pleasure, those two made. Hands feeling each others tits, legs, butts, and body’s. Millie sat up panting for air and whispered: (“…she hotter than ever! Put your dick in her now!”) I turned and put my knees under Nina’s wide open legs and rubbed her clit with my dick. Millie quick turned and slowly, her shaking arms lowered her pussy right over Nina’s face. Millie squeezed Nina’s tits firm and whispered to Nina: (“lick my clit Nina baby, lick it!”)
Then she reached up to me and tongue kissed me with her wet face. I tongue kissed her back as she ran my tongue over her wet face, I tasted Nina’s juices on her face. Millie was so hot looking, We felt each other and I ran my hand through her hair, long red hair like silk. She was all turned on by me and felt me all over. Her clit tingled and I was adding to her impending climax. She whispered to me: (“oh god I have to have you in me next!…I want your cum in me so bad.”)
We kissed hotter and hotter as I pumped Nina’s pussy and she licked Millie‘s clit. What a turn on fucking Nina and feeling and kissing Millie. Millie and I were getting very hot for each other, and she whispered: (“..mark, baby I’m want you so bad, the phone sex we had made me so wet for you, we have to fuck soon!, or I’ll explode.”) I felt her tits and pushed my tongue deep in her mouth. She shuddered and licked my lips so hot and moaned in my ear.
Now we all moaned sounds I can’t describe. I have to guess that Nina climaxed first as I touched bottom in her pussy and she shook beneath Millie and I. Millie and I licked our faces as I shot a massive load in Nina, as Millie began to yell loud in my mouth and climaxed on Nina’s face, humping her tongue. Now we all shook and moaned as Millie and I locked together with a dripping wet kiss.
Millie reached down and felt my cum overflowing out of Nina’s pussy and filled her fingers with it. She brought them up to her mouth, and sucked them. When Millie did that….. she squirted all over Nina as she licked her lips. This made Nina squirt and yell and shudder till she went weak with the tension shaking her body. Millie and I kept kissing our wet kisses and gasping for air. She moaned to me….“oh god I want you in me so bad“…and started deep kissing me with her tongue. She pulled at me and we rolled off a passed out smiling wet faced Nina. Millie pushed me on my back and rammed my dick in her pussy. She leaned over on me and started fucking me faster and faster. Her tongue went deep in my mouth. It turned me on so high to where I felt another load cuming up for Millie.
She fucked me like a machine while working her tongue in my mouth. When my load came up and I yelled: “Oh Jezzzzzz!,” and shot a huge steam of cum in her, she shook hard and then started thrashing on top of me as she yelled: “OOhhhhhhhhh Baby,….I….I’m…. I‘m Cuming!!!” She climaxed so hard, she shook violently and squirted all over us.
I held her butt cheeks tight as her body jumped around on top of me, still squirting, moaning loud and tongue kissing me.
The last things I remember were running my fingers through her beautiful red hair, as she kissed every spot on my face, over and over.
She let her spasms take over the squeezing of my dick as I let the pumping of my cum keep going in her as we drifted away…
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Millie move in with us the next day,
A few weeks later, Nina got a call.
It was Gracie….saying she was coming to town for a visit. Nina and her whispered in the phone for a while.
Nina shivered…. and just smiled after Gracie hung up.

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