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Lucy’s Tale (Part 10 – Final Part)

Part Ten
OK let’s get this straight. I am a teenager and like most teenagers, I have told my Mum lies over the years. Never anything big, but lies nonetheless. This was something completely different. Mum and the ‘rapist’ arrived home just after 7pm. I couldn’t even look him in the eye.
One of the first things Mum said to me made me feel sick to my soul. She said how delighted she was that I had asked John if I could call him Dad from now on. The little tear of happiness in the corner of her eye told me how little she really knew of the man, but as I have learned since, the fear of the victims always prevents them from revealing the truth to those who are closest to them. I was no different.
John stayed busy in the kitchen, obviously keeping an ear open to the conversation and I told Mum that it was only right. Then Mum went on about how good a guy he was and something in that sentence made me flip. I felt sick to the pit of my stomach yet managed to force a smile. I had to get away from this conversation and said I was going to go and get changed for a swim before it went dark. Mike had made his excuses as soon as they had got home and had been performing long, languid strokes up and down the pool. I made my way through the kitchen, avoiding eye contact with John and made my way to my room.
I quickly stripped off my clothes and started to dig through my case for my dry bikini. I heard footsteps on the stairs and panic filled me instantly. I pulled on the bottoms quickly and then as I tried to put on the top, the cords were all tangled and my frustration was making it impossible to sort it out. I felt my heart beating faster and I saw the handle moving on my door so I covered my boobs with my hands and called out, ‘I’m not decent!’
The door opened anyway and John strolled in.
‘Please Daddy, I don’t want Mum to catch us alone like this!’ I pleaded, hoping my politeness would help.
‘It’s OK Lucy, I just wanted to check up on you!’ he said in a whisper as he brushed my hands aside and squeezed my nipples roughly. I stifled my yelp with my hand and watched him fish out his hard cock from his shorts.
‘Not here Daddy, please! Not now!’
John, pushed me down to my knees and just looked at me and nodded at his huge tool. I knew I was beaten and opened my mouth and he instantly pushed it in deep. I began a flicking of my tongue on the head and under the shaft and John, knowing he had to be quick, began wanking himself furiously, his clenched hand punching into my face every few strokes. He didn’t care and kept the pressure on the back of my head to keep me impaled.
This didn’t last long and I heard his breathing change and I expected the blasts of come to squirt any second but at the last minute, he pulled away and aimed his shots at my face and chest. All five heavy shots covered my skin and he just laughed at my spunk splattered body.
‘Now clean it up you little whore!’ he spat
I reached for my towel and he slapped it out of my hand, ‘Don’t fucking waste it! Eat it! Eat it all!’
‘Sorry Daddy!’ I said, stifling my fear and tears. I began to scoop up the mess and placed it in my mouth and swallowed. John put his cock back in his pants as he watched and only when it was all gone did he turn and leave the room without a word. I took a wet-wipe from my make-up bag and wiped off the remaining mess, checking myself in the mirror for any that might be in my hair. I then put on my bikini top and made sure I adjusted it to cover the red welt left by John’s rough fingers and walked downstairs. John had his back to me in the kitchen and my eyes wanders to the knife block which sat close to him on the kitchen surface. Could I make it to the knife block before he turned around? Would I be able to stab someone? If I missed, or didn’t manage to kill him, what would he do? I realised I had stopped still, staring, when John turned round. His voice, because Mum was in earshot, was his usual bouncy, friendly, ‘Best Dad in the world’ voice.
‘Hey Lucy, what’s up honey? You Hungry? Food will be done in twenty minutes so enjoy your swim and I’ll call you when it’s ready ok?’
I stared at him, stone cold and emotionless. I turned to the door and faking my best bouncy voice and wanting to be sick, I called, ‘OK thanks Dad!’ I then trotted past Mum and dived into the pool and swam straight to Mike. As I surfaced, I knew the music from the radio in the kitchen would drown out my words with Mike. He could see I was sobbing as I came up and I could see his pain at not being able to hold me. Through my sobs, I told him what had just happened and that I couldn’t take any more. He tried to calm me a little so I told him about my staring at the knives and wanting to kill him right there. We both had a half smile at that but we also knew that neither of us were killers!
To anyone watching us, we just looked like we were stood in the pool chatting to each other, but we were softly holding hands, my back to the house, Mike keeping an eye out as we spoke.
‘Do you trust me?’ Mike asked earnestly
‘Totally!’ I responded instantly, ‘I love you too! For the record!’ I added with as sweet a smile as I could muster.
‘Look Lucy, I have been doing some thinking and …. and well … I think I have a plan! But we have to play this out for at least a day while I can set it up. He may ….. he may rape us again in the meantime though, but I promise, if my plan doesn’t work, we will disappear. I have enough money to look after us for a while at least. Are you OK with that? Can you be strong for me?’
‘What’s the plan?’
Mike looked solemn, ‘I don’t want to tell you the plan yet. I think it will be better if you don’t know! Please trust me on this one! OK?’
I knew from his face that Mike was deadly serious and I sensed that his plan was quite devious, possibly dangerous, so I just nodded and blew him a kiss. Under the water, he squeezed my hand, just as John called us for dinner. As we made our way out of the water, we both muttered that eating was going to be pretty tough. Food was the last thing on our minds right now!
I wanted to retch with every piece of food I swallowed but I ate as much as I could. The sadness in my soul was almost overwhelming and holding my sobs at bay was all I could think of. As soon as the food and painful small talk was finished, I made my excuses and went to sit by the pool in the fading light with my book. I stared at the words on the page, my back to my family, now unable to stop myself from crying. The more I thought about this whole situation, the less I saw an answer. Mike said we may have to endure John’s demands again but the pains in my lower body made me wonder how I could. I was 16 and would have welcomed death right now as an alternative.
I managed to calm myself down a little, knowing that Mum would surely come over at some point and I tried to lose myself in the novel I was reading. It didn’t really work because visions of John trying to choke me with his cock kept bursting into my mind. I even laughed sarcastically to myself at one point. I had enjoyed it so much when Mike had taken over control on a few occasions and it had even been responsible for putting me over the edge into an exquisite orgasm. I guess the difference was just one word. Love.
When Mum finally came over, she was already a little tipsy from the wine she had been drinking with dinner. She sat next to me for a while, chattering more to herself than me and I kept my face in the shadows to hide my red eyes. With every passing minute, I believed that I would be saying goodbye to my Mum permanently within the next day or so. That hurt a lot.
Before too long, Mum got up, kissed the top of my head and said goodnight. I was pleased to see her taking John upstairs with her. With that and the fact that I had been forced to drain his balls just a few hours ago, I had a good chance that my, and Mike’s, ordeal was over for today. Ten minutes after they had gone to bed, Mike returned to the back garden, a half smile on his face.
‘Where have you been?’ I asked, intrigued by the smile.
‘I’ve been busy my little Angel!’ he said with a slightly larger smile, ‘Tomorrow morning, we are going out early, before those two wake up. I need to drop you off somewhere safe first and then I have a few things to sort out. I think we have an answer to all of this problem. It is NOT going to be easy and when I explain it to you, if you have any doubts, just say so and we stop!’
I thought for a minute before I said, ‘You said earlier that it was best I didn’t know. Would it work better if I didn’t know everything?’
‘You are a smart cookie Lucy but the plan means you may well get hurt by him again and it’s not guaranteed to work!’
I took Mike’s hands in mine, ‘I trust you Mike, just tell me what I need to do, when I need to do it and I will do as you ask! I trust you! I want this over!’
Mike took my hand saying we should go to bed, just in case John came back down. At least in our room, any screams would wake Mum. As we reached the side of the house, out of sight from all windows, he pulled me close to him and brought his lips to mine. We kissed softly at first and then the heat between us increased and our tongues sought each other in their usual duel of love. His hands gently caressed my body through my t-shirt and for the briefest moment, nothing else filled my mind except the pure adrenalin rush of love. We broke the kiss and just held each other close. We walked up to our room, undressed and climbed into our own beds without another word. I knew already that tomorrow was going to be a long and challenging day.
When Mike woke me up in the morning, I could tell it was very early as the sunlight had not breached our window yet. My lover was wrapped in a towel from his shower and he ushered my sleepy body out of bed and gently patted my bum to get me to go to the bathroom. I showered quickly and was pleased to find that the aloe vera gel had taken most of the pain from my pussy and it felt almost normal again. A quick inspection also showed the redness to have almost gone as well. I pulled a big bath sheet around me as I climbed out, threw a quick dollop of gel onto my hair and ruffled it into a kind of ‘fun and wild’ style, the shortest time I have ever spent on my hair and was quite pleased with the result. I took my eyeliner, put a tiny amount around each eye and decided that would be enough for today. As I entered our bedroom, I discarded my towel which brought a tiny growl from Mike which gave us both a little smile. Somehow I didn’t think there would be too many of those so I wiggled my bum at him as I threw on a bikini and put my white shorts and ‘Hello Kitty’ vest over the top. As soon as I was ready, we left the villa and headed into town.
As we approached a cafe, I pulled my phone from my shoulder bag and glanced at the time, it was 6:45. I groaned inwardly at being up so early but I felt remarkably positive about listening to my instructions for the day but no sooner than I sat down, Mike said he had to shoot off. He saw the disappointment on my face but explained that he had to get some other things in place for the plan. I resigned myself to being on my own for a while and ordered a coffee as I saw Mike trotting down the road and out of sight. Before he left, he gave me strict instructions to not answer my phone unless it was from him and to try and keep out of sight in the cafe. I found a little corner table in their courtyard, took out my book and settled in for a long wait.
Four hours, five coffees and a bacon sandwich later, Mike came into the cafe, several bags in his hands and a notebook hanging out of his pocket and a smile to melt my heart. He stopped in front of me and in a confident voice he announced, ‘We’re ready!’
Over the next hour I was given my role to play in this exercise. Mike told me everything I ‘needed’ to know and he gave me a lot of instructions ‘just in case’ things didn’t go to plan. We were trying to set a trap for John and Mike had drawn every piece of knowledge he had of his father to construct the plan. He had realised, that the sex between him and his Dad had been quite rough but nothing compared to the violence he had shown on me and that meant I had to be the ‘bait’ in the trap. This terrified me but I was prepared to trust Mike on this one and I believed that he had put some ‘extra security’ in place. He wouldn’t elaborate on this too much as he wanted me to react as naturally as possible. I assured him, my fear was going to take care of that.
Once we were happy with our plan, it was time to start the wheels running. I picked up my phone and sent a text message to John.
‘Daddy, we need to talk! When I get home later, ask Mum if she needs some shopping, then ask me to come with you please. Just you and me, not Mike. This is important! Lucy x’
I hit the send button and gripped Mike’s hand tightly. My heart was racing and I nearly jumped out of my skin when my phone bleeped. With shaking fingers, I hit the ‘Read’ button to see the simple ‘OK’ reply. It was on!
While we were out, Mum had sent a message to say that she was preparing a late lunch around 4pm. We decided that this was good timing so we were back home with plenty of time. We were both surprisingly relaxed and conversation was much easier than the night before. Half way through, John suggested the shopping trip and I accepted his request for help, saying I needed some toiletries too! We finished lunch, cleared up and then John said he was ready to go. As we were leaving, John said to my Mum that we may go for a bit of a drive too. I gulped hard . John clearly saw this as a chance to abuse me again. Mike had predicted this comment to the letter.
We got into the car and John’s demeanour changed immediately, ‘So what’s all this about Lucy?’
‘Nothing special Daddy, please don’t be angry! I ….. I …..I just want yu to be a bit more gentle with me! I mean I have always really liked you and when Mum first met you I …. I had a bit of a crush on you but you really hurt me the first time and I didn’t like that!’
John thought to himself, expressionless and continued to drive the short distance to the shops. His face then started to show disgust as he turned to me, ‘Who the fuck do you think you are talking to? You are a little tramp and I will carry on fucking you as I see fit. Do you understand?’
I lowered my head and nodded as he turned into a parking space outside the shop, ‘Bit of a wasted trip isn’t it, for you?’ He sneered.
We climbed out of the car and I stopped just at the front and said, somewhat louder, ‘I only wanted a holiday! I just wanted time on the beach, I didn’t want this! What if I say NO?’ I stared at him, out in the street his anger was boiling over.
Making many heads turn he bore down on me and just inches from my face he screamed, ‘Oh you want a fucking beach do you? The same beach as you shagged Michael? Ok let’s go there then!’ He then grabbed my arm and threw me against the car. My head banged on the window and I fell to the floor, scuffing my arm as I landed. I looked up at him and wept, ‘Please no, please don’t make me!’
With one hand, he dragged me off the floor and with the other he opened the car. He threw me into the passenger seat, ‘Shut the fuck up you little tramp!’ As he walked around the car, the eyes of passersby were on him and he screamed something at them, climbed in the car and tore off down the road towards the beach which had been a place of pleasure such a short time ago. My tears were real and the blood on my arm from the fall was now staining my white shorts.
The car skidded to a halt behind the dunes and the whole area seemed deserted. John dragged me from the car and into the wooded area. His pace was so great, I was stumbling behind him, trying to break his vice-like grip on my wrist but it was no good. He dragged me through brambles, that you would normally step carefully over, and the sharp points ripped at the skin on my legs as he dragged me further inside the shaded area. Then we reached a fallen tree and john barked his next order,’Strip!’
‘No.. no …. please No John!’
‘THE NAME IS DADDY!’ He swung his open hand at my face. The crack resonated through my head as I spun and landed face down over the log. I felt his weight press down on my back and then his hand ripping my shorts and bikini bottoms from me in one short hard drag. Then I heard running from one side and a voice calling for John to stop what he was doing. It was an English voice and as I turned my head, the tears in my eyes meant I could only see the shape of a guy running towards us. I heard the voice again, it was Dave! As he came closer, John left me on the log and ran at him, arms flying in assault, screaming abuse at this intruder. I saw fists flying and then Dave turned and ran away. I was petrified. This was not part of the plan! Before I could even think about running, another full fisted punch hit my ribs and then John’s fat fingers started pushing at my arse hole. I screamed with pure pain and another slap hit my face. I screamed more so his hand went hard over my mouth, ‘Shut the fuck up you little whore! You will learn one way or the other!’
He pulled his fingers out of me and spat heavily on my hole, then I knew what to expect as his huge cock began to push at me. I was nervous, I was tense and that didn’t help as he rammed himself in. The pain shot through my body, my poor hole stretching beyond its ability, and I was praying to faint. Every time I screamed, he punched, bit or slapped me and continued pumping his massive prick inside me as he tore my vest and bikini top from me. Then I heard more shouting but it didn’t sound English. Maybe some other people had seen and were going to help me. The shouting got louder and John began to hurl abuse back at them as he continued to fuck me like a naked rag doll, but the shouting got more insistent. John’s punches got harder, as did his ramming of my poor bottom and then suddenly a loud noise and John fell on top of me, pushing all breath from my lungs, John was silent, still.
I felt something dripping onto my face, I tried to move from under him, I was stuck. I moved a hand to my face to feel what was dripping on me. It was thick heavy blood. I screamed a hysterical scream and then felt everything go dark. My last thought was of relief. Death was finally taking me!
When my eyes opened, everything around me was white. Lots of lights above me on a white ceiling. I couldn’t seem to move very well but I didn’t feel any pain. I managed to lift my arm and it was in a long white sleeve. My confused mind came up with the one logical thought. ‘I’m an Angel!’
My eyes closed again and I went back into unconsciousness but when my eyes opened again, I had a better vision, Mike was stood above me, smiling! I tried to sit up but soon gave up on that idea as pains throughout my body suddenly reminded me they were there.
‘What happened?’ I asked croakily
‘It worked Lucy! Not as we planned but it worked!
At that moment my Mum walked in and he stopped talking. Mum’s eyes were red and puffy and without saying a word, she just hugged me and sobbed into my shoulder. It was hurting some of my bruises but I didn’t care. After a few minutes, a nurse pulled my Mum from me and said I needed rest. They both kissed me softly and the nurse put a needle in my arm and I felt sleep drifting over me.
When I woke later, I saw a sealed envelope on my locker with my name on it. I opened the note and read carefully.
‘My Darling Lucy,
When I set up our plan, my hope was to use Dave and Kathy to help us get some video proof of what John was doing to you and either get him to stop or to give it to the police. That was why we got you to go to the shop and do your protest in a public place.
When Dad had me alone, he got the info about the beach out of me so that is why we had you mention the beach outside the shop, I guessed he would take you there. If that happened, I guessed he would want to rape you there which is why Dave was waiting to try and stop him. I didn’t expect his assault on Dave and when he realised that Dad would have beaten him to a pulp, he panicked and ran back, but we didn’t anticipate any of the public calling the Greek police. Even less did we expect Dad to be so engrossed in raping you that he would ignore the police.
They shot him. He’s dead!
I know he was my Father, but he stopped being my Dad when he started fucking me. He stopped being a human when he started raping you. We are free.
I have also told your Mum about us. She was a bit shocked at first but she already had a lot to think about and she feels guilty about what Dad did to you. All she wants is for you to be happy, so I think all is good.
I love you so much my little Princess and I will help you to get well and then we can begin our life.
Love you always
Mxxx’
Epilogue – One year on!
As I lay here in bed, it is hard to believe everything that has happened. We sold the house in Surrey and moved back to Yorkshire. Mum took a longer time to recover mentally than myself or Mike, but she is doing good now. She is happy that Mike and I are so much in love and has already started to hint that she wants to be a Granny!
As I turn to my beautiful man, taking his permahard cock in my hand, I shudder at what could have been. I lift myself on top of him and slowly lower my hot wet pussy onto his manhood, never tiring of the joy it brings. I look deep into his eyes, knowing I have my man for life.
‘Make love to me Mike!’ I whisper, knowing I will never be disappointed.
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How Did It Come To This? Part II

Hey guys, I have a short but satisfying installment! I think the reason I’m getting the harsh comments is the misleading tags. If you haven’t read the first part please do, As its important to the storyline. There is some sex in this chapter, But I really focused on bringing out Felicias character a bit. Enjoy, Rate, and comment!

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My summer in France

Part 1
When I was 16, my high school organized an optional group trip to France for a month. The idea was that we were supposed to go learn French and become immersed in the culture, but as I found out from students who had gone on the trip previously, in reality it was just a chance to get drunk and party with your friends, and try to hook up with French girls.
While I was interested in getting drunk with my buddies, none of the girls in my class held any particular appeal for me. Not that they weren’t attractive, but I was a fairly private person, and girls tend not to fall over themselves for that type of guy. As a result, I spent a lot of my time looking at porn, and found myself stuck. I was unable to pursue real girls because they didn’t hold the same appeal as those on the internet, and I dealt with that issue by watching more porn. My sexual fantasies strayed further from “normal” porn, and led into more fetish porn, including matures, BDSM, and spanking. I was unsure if I was truly into these activities, but I certainly enjoyed jerking off to videos of them.
Before we left on the trip, we were assigned to host families. Mine was a single mother named Danielle and her two daughters, Michelle and Alice. Michelle was 3 years older than me, and a sophomore in college. Alice was a year younger than me. They sent me a couple of letters saying hi and introducing themselves, but I didn’t pay much attention. I was too excited to get partying. I figured I’d spend as little time as possible at home. I couldn’t have been more wrong.
The flight was uneventful, and upon arrival at Charles De Gaul airport in Paris, we disembarked and collected our luggage. Near the baggage pickup was a large group of people, most with signs. These were our host families. I quickly picked found the one with my name on it. I waved my buddies goodbye, telling them I’d catch up with them later, and headed over. The woman holding it must have been Danielle. I was stunned. Danielle was gorgeous. She was about 5’6, and couldn’t have been more than 110 lbs. I swear half of that must have been in her tits. They were huge! She had long brown hair and a very pretty face. I pegged her at about 40, maybe a little younger.
“You must be Jason,” she said.
“Yeah,” I said, “And you’re Danielle?”
“Oui- sorry – yes.” She giggled. She shook my hand. At her touch, instantly dirty thoughts ran through my mind. She looked exactly like the type of woman I might see on one of my mature sights. My cock began to stiffen. I moved my suitcase in front of my crotch.
“Shall we?” I asked.
“Yes. This way.”
She released my hand and began walking away. Her ass swayed sexily in her tight yoga pants. I knew exactly what I’d be jerking off to tonight. Danielle led me to the parking lot and we got in her car. We chit chatted on the way home. We talked about school, and she told me about her daughters. I kept peeking over at her massive tits while she talked, and I’d swear she caught me a couple times, but she didn’t say anything. As we turned off the highway and began weaving through her neighborhood, she made a request.
“Jason, this may sound odd, but I want you to think it through. I know I am not your mother, and you may say no if you like, but I understand how these trips work. France has recently raised the drinking age to 18, meaning you will not be able to drink or club without a guardian. I would like to offer you a deal. I will act as your guardian so that you will be able to do these things. But in exchange, I ask that you act as my own child while you are here. That means my rules. You are of course free to offer an opinion, but my word is final. Do you understand? Is this something you agree to?”
I was crushed. What was the point of going to France if I couldn’t drink? Furthermore, part of the reason I wanted to go was to avoid being under constant supervision. And here was Danielle offering constant supervision in exchange…for what exactly? Booze? I didn’t really have any choice, so I reluctantly said I agreed. Danielle smiled.
“This is a good decision Jason. You will be very happy here I trust.”
We parked. I rolled my suitcase up to the door and walked inside. Danielle called out for her girls to come greet me. They came downstairs. Once again I was stunned. Both Michelle and Alice were gorgeous. Michelle got her mother’s dark hair, which was long. Her tits, although not as big as her mother’s, were very perky and nice. I’d guess a solid C cup. Alice was blonde, with shoulder length hair and smaller tits. But god damn was she cute. She smiled at me and my legs literally got wobbly. Both of them hugged me. They smelled so good. I must have looked dazed because Danielle asked me if I was tired. I said I was, and the 3 of them led me up to my room.
“This is Alice’s room,” said Danielle, “She’ll be staying with Michelle next door. My room is down the hall. The restroom is over there.”
A shower. That’s what I really wanted. “Thanks”, I said. “I’m just gonna take a shower and I’ll be fine I think. I’d like to see some stuff tonight.”
The girls went to their room and I went into my room. I stripped down and wrapped a towel around myself. I was surprised to see Danielle still standing there when I came out. She looked at me with a funny look on her face. I stood there, bare-chested. I didn’t think I had a particularly nice body to be honest. I was skinny, almost scrawny. I did have a six pack, but that was more because of my inability to put on fat than actual muscle. She smiled at me and said, “I just wondered if you wanted some shampoo or soap. Feel free to anything in there.”
I thanked her and hurried past. I closed the door behind me and tried to lock it. I realised there was no lock. “Weird,” I thought. I shrugged and pulled the towel off. I looked for the shower. What I saw really surprised me. Instead of a normal tub, or perhaps stand up shower, there was what looked like a section of communal shower. It looked like a pool locker room. There were 2 shower heads side by side on a wall and a raised platform with a drain in the middle. I was puzzled, although the answer quickly dawned on me. There were only girls living there. I knew from experience that girls took forever to shower. “They probably fought over who got to shower first so they just installed this,” I thought. It was still weird, but I guess it made sense. I trusted that at least while I was there, I would have privacy.
The water felt amazing. I thought about Danielle and her two daughters. I wasn’t so sure I wanted privacy after all. I began to fantasize about what would happen if they walked in on me. Would I turn them away? Probably not. I’d invite them to join me. Yes, Danielle with her big tits and Michelle with her cute perky ones. Maybe Alice would get down on her knees and look at me with her big eyes while she was sucking my cock…
Before I even realised what I was doing I was jerking off. It was incredible. I looked at the assortment of razors and soaps on the stand in between the shower heads. I wondered if the girls used them for shaving their pussies. I thought about shoving my cock deep inside them, about Danielle watching while I fucked her daughters, about Danielle masturbating to me masturbating, and most of all about her gorgeous, gigantic tits. I was just thinking about unloading all over them when I heard a small sound. The door was opening.
I couldn’t very well hide my erection, so I turned around and faced the wall. I peeked over my shoulder. Danielle walked in, butt naked. I almost came on the wall in front of me. Her huge tits swayed as she walked. Her pussy was bare, but for a small triangle of hair higher up above it. She paused, looking at me, then smiled and waved sarcastically.
“Didn’t expect to see me?” She asked. “I guess you figured out we shower together most of the time. The girls used to fight so we just installed this. It’s not weird Jason, I promise.”
With that, she turned on the other shower and stepped in. My erection hit the wall, and I looked down. I was as hard as ever. I began to try to wash myself, but I could feel Danielle looking at me.
“You know Jason, there’s nothing to be embarrassed about. Part of the reason I’m here is because you need to understand that this is just how things work here. I am not embarrassed, therefore you should not be. Remember the deal we made. Now please, turn around. We can face each other, and be totally ok.”
I looked down at my throbbing erection again. “I don’t think that’s a good idea.” I said. Danielle laughed and started pouring soap into her hand. She rubbed it into her tits and started playing with her nipples.
“If you say so. But It’s not fair that you’re just standing there looking at me,” she said. “I’m asking you, Jason, as your mother for a month. Please turn around and let’s be mature about this.
I swallowed hard and began turning around slowly. My cock was still rock hard. Danielle pointed at it. “Is that why you were embarrassed?” she asked. I nodded. “No reason to be embarrassed, trust me. It’s just a body Jason. We’re all people.”
I nodded again. “Sorry,” I stammered. “It’s just the first time I’ve ever seen a woman naked. Well, that’s not true, but it’s the first time in person.”
Danielle laughed. “And what do you think?”
“I think you’re beautiful,” I said.
Danielle thanked me, then told me to continue my shower as though she wasn’t there. I found that quite impossible, of course, as I had been jerking off when she walked in. I tried washing myself, but my cock was aching. I turned away from Danielle and gave it a little stroke. Fuck it felt good. But I couldn’t. I kept stroking. I peeked over at Danielle again and she was facing me but her eyes were closed. She was washing her hair. I looked her up and down and thought about fucking her before cumming on her tits. It was too good. I felt myself approach orgasm.
Just then, her eyes opened and she looked straight at me. She looked happy. “Finally, you are comfortable!” she said, just as I came. I came everywhere, load after load. It might have been my best orgasm to date. She walked over to me and rubbed my back.
“This is perfect, Jason. I’m happy that you can do this here. Again, it’s not embarrassing. We are just people.”
She poured some soap into her hand and washed my back for me. I was in a post-orgasm euphoria and barely noticed what she was doing. She massaged my neck a little and then my lower back. She moved down my butt and started washing in between my legs. She whispered to me, “It’s ok, Jason. Just enjoy it.” She began washing my chest with her other hand. It dipped down to my still rock-hard cock. She gave it a stroke. I shuddered.
“You like this?” She said. I moaned and nodded. She kept stroking, and her other hand slid up the inside of my leg to my anus. She rubbed it lightly. “This?” she asked. I moaned again. I had never thought I’d be an ass person, but I watched enough strap on videos to know that some guys enjoyed it. Clearly I was one of them.
Danielle stroked my cock harder, and slipped a finger in my ass. It hurt a very little bit, but it also felt incredibly naughty and good. She wiggled it around and I felt it come in contact with my prostate. That felt good. Really good. I opened my eyes and looked down at her. Her tits looked perfect. It was exactly like my fantasy. I couldn’t contain myself anymore and let out a grunt of warning. She stroked harder and stuck her chest out. I came all over those big beautiful tits. She gently removed her finger from my anus and washed my cock off. She hugged me and turned my water off. She then returned to her shower and rinsed her tits off, turned the shower off and grabbed her towel and mine. She passed me mine and began to towel off. I did the same. She wrapped her towel around herself and opened the door.
“I hope that wasn’t awkward for you Jason. You’ll get used to it eventually.”
With that she walked out, leaving me stunned. I finished toweling off and walked out of the restroom. Michelle and Alice were standing in the hallway watching me with a curious look in their eyes.
 

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The Shifts of Mike

‘Man that was intense’ I said to myself as I woke covered in sweat. Slowly consciousness crept into my sleep addled brain as I recalled the events of my slumber. It was her again, the short raven haired beauty that I had been lusting after in my dreams for weeks now, her name is Jamie, she is also my younger sister. Pulling the covers back I swung my legs off the bed and reached down to throw on a pair of boxers for the ritual morning trip to the bathroom.
As the shower was warming up I leaned over the sink just staring at myself in the mirror. That’s when I first noticed it, my eyes were green not their normal blue. As I stared in shock wondering what could have happened I watched as they turned back into the blue I have always known. Figuring it was still sleep fogging my brain I shook it off and dropped my boxers to the floor as I stepped into the shower. I stepped under the water feeling it was over me wishing I was anyone but me. Don’t get me wrong, I lived in a nice house with a great set of parents and my sister Jamie. I did pretty good in school, had friends and a fairly healthy social life, but it was how I looked I couldn’t stand. I was your typical run of the mill nothing special. At 5’9” 170 lbs I was just shy of being actually noticeable.
This is where my recent obsession has come in. Unlike me my younger sister Jamie got a double helping of looks. Just a month shy of turning 16 she stands a short 5’2” about 100 pounds even , long straight black hair that reaches halfway down her back. Her breasts as I found out later were a C cup and had been for about the last year now. Her stomach and legs were tight and toned from hours of cheerleading practice. Basically she was a vision of pure beauty, and the only girl that actually paid me any attention. Ever since it got hot enough to tan and I saw her in her new bikini this year I have barely been able to contain myself around her. Constantly excusing myself to go jerk off to her or sneaking around trying to get glimpses of her.
Even now in the shower as my dream comes back to me I feel my cock start to rise. Not wanting to waste a good erection and wanting to relive that dream I shut my eyes as my hand starts slowly stroking myself to full hardness. I go back to the dream, Julie underneath me, her legs folded up as I piston my cock into her hard and fast. I hear her moans telling me how big I am when I realize that in the dream its not really me fucking her, its me but a lot more muscled and with a bigger cock. As I think about watching myself enter my sister over and over again something feels different to me. I open my eyes and look down at myself and instead of the usual 5 inch skinny dick I see my hand wrapped around a 9 inch long 2 inch thick piece of meat jutting out from my body. My eyes widen in disbelief as my cock and my forearm are now the same size. Stuck in shock I hurriedly finish up my shower grab a towel and run back to my room.
Sitting on the edge of the bed thoughts of insanity run through my mind. Something is going on and I need to know what. With a deep breath I open my towel revealing the same small dick I’ve grown used to over the years. Now I’m lost. I must be losing my mind. Knowing what I saw and felt was real I decided to try and figure out what could possibly be going on. Since it was hard when I saw the difference maybe I had to be hard again to see the change. Being in such an excited state from two denied orgasms it was relatively easy to bring myself back to full hardness despite the nervousness of the situation. As my cock grew I was filled with excitement hoping for the best but after a few moments my cock was rigid and only the 5 inches I knew. Feeling slightly defeated I thought back to what was different and besides the obvious of not being in the shower anymore the only thing different was that at the time I was imagining myself with that same hard beast I had plowing into my sister. That scene coming back into my mind I started wanting that cock again. I started imagining it on my body jutting out. I looked down taking in my small cock wishing it to grow and before my eyes it started to. Slowly it gained in length and girth until I was back to being massive.
Over come with happiness at the possibilities for me now I stroked hard and fast while keeping my sister in my head. My orgasm was swift and powerful, as it hit rope after rope of cum shot out from my tip coating my chest in cum. As I squeezed the last of my cum out I fell back onto the bed in a daze and slipped into unconsciousness.
Waking back up for the second time that day I found myself in ridiculously high spirits. Who wouldn’t be?? I can change anything I want to physically about myself. Or at least maybe anything. I had to know my limits with this. Looking down at myself I needed to get cleaned up. Seeing what time it was I knew my sister had already left for practice and she wouldn’t be back until late that night, I didn’t even bother getting dressed. I went back to the bathroom and wet a washcloth to wipe myself down from the earlier orgasm.
While wiping myself down I looked into the mirror and started to play around. I started with my eye color again changing it from one color to the next finally deciding on brown. I then moved to my nose and just for shits and giggles I made it long and pointy like Pinocchio. Finally cleaned up I left my face the new way and walked back into my room closing my door. In my excitement I didn’t realize that my door didn’t completely shut. Now standing in front of my full length mirror I couldn’t help but laugh as I saw this ridiculous nose jutting out from my face.
Knowing that I basically had a do over at my disposal I started on becoming the way I always wanted to look. Adding a couple inches in height I was now 6 foot even. I set to work on my frame bulking me up a little bit and defining my muscles that would take months in a gym to achieve. Once happy with that I started on my face, not changing anything major just a little tweak here and there until I was happy. I enlarged my balls a little bit to match that of the destroyer now hanging limp between my legs. Once finished I memorized every inch of what I changed tweaking what needed it and leaving alone what was perfect. Taking a full look at myself I couldn’t have been happier. Looking like this there was no way girls would keep ignoring me. I would finally get laid.
Filing away what I wanted to look like I started playing around. Making myself fat and skinny, super tall and tiny like a midget. I added muscles and hair, took them away basically being absolutely ridiculous with my new found ability. Returning back to the new me I stood just admiring myself when all of a sudden it hit me. If I could change into anything why couldn’t I change into a chick. The thoughts of my possibilities started to excite me, bringing my impressive cock to life. I started off just seeing if I could do it. My chest losing its muscle as it started to expand out ending up with a pair of firm large breasts. Not being able to choose between the mirror and looking down I kept glancing back and forth as my hands came up to feel my first breast. My hands reaching their goal sent all the air out of my lungs and I fell back onto the bed slowly caressing my new toys. My nipples now even more sensitive began to harden under the movements of my hands. My cock was so hard it was actually beginning to hurt as I pinched down on my nipples causing an involuntary moan to escape my throat. Leaving one hand to play with my breasts I moved my other down and slowly began stroking my cock imagining it was my sisters breasts I was playing with. Getting so into it I started moaning her name which in turn brought me immediately to orgasm my cock exploding and sending my cum shooting out right onto my breasts.
As I lay there in my after glow I started picturing my sister in my head. I closed my eyes forming a complete picture of Jamie in my head. I pulled on every memory I had of her forming a complete image of her in my head. Keeping my eyes shut I imagined her and pushed that image of her onto my body. I could feel things moving and changing and when it all stopped with eyes still shut I stood up. Slowly I opened my eyes and staring back at me in the mirror was my sister.
So stunned at this, all I could do was stare as I turned around and bent over trying to see everything I could. Finally I let my hands do what my eyes were doing. I laid back on the bed closing my eyes and just ran my hands over every inch of my sisters body. Going straight to my breasts I started caressing and squeezing finally getting the prize I had been aching for. Under the ministrations of my fingers I could feel my nipples harden, moving down to them I gave them a pull when I felt a wet heat coming from between my legs. Going into very unknown territory I slid one hand down my stomach and in between my legs. I could immediately feel heat emanating from my folds. Gingerly I began exploring lightly playing with the area rubbing my fingers up and down coating them in the juice of my excitement. My breaths were now beginning to come in deeper and more ragged as my excitement grew finally resulting in a loud moan as my probing fingers found my clit.
Now feeling flushed and more turned on in a new way than I have even experienced I began to rub my fingers in circles over my clit, going faster and faster until I couldn’t even breathe. The only option my brain gave me was to keep rubbing. And that’s when it hit. My entire body being sent into spasms I twisted around as the most intense orgasm I have ever felt washed over me. With one final wave of ecstasy washing over me blackness edged in.

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She had to learn

I meet Jessica after i was released from jail. I was up late one night on a sex line. So how it all went down I listened as she talked she was so young and seemed so horny. I stayed on the phone with her almost all night. She not only acted drunk but high also. she laughed and sang the songs on the radio all night i could tell she tought she was the best there was out there. She talked and talked about her life. She told me she was a whore in her neighborhood and hinted at me. Well i knew the area really well because thats where i did my acts before jail. I was wondering who she was and why i didn’t know such a young hoe in the hood. She was 17 me 34. I talked her into letting me come to her house late that night. She came out to the truck like any nieghborhood hoe she was drunk and stoned just a teenage i thought she was going trough a hoe stage nothing out of the oldrrdiany for that neighborhood. I Knew right away i could do what i wanted with her. I asked her if she wanted to go with my cousin and me to his house. she said kool after a minute. her mother yelled out the front door saying everything she could to keep her there,i guess she had done many things that worried her mother but that was not my concern.we rode back to the house she probaly thought fun another 40 and party. I however tought of her naked littlle ass riding my dick after all i hadn’t seen any pussy except from a nurse in the jail in well over a year. well as time passed we talked and visited more often. She started it all off with a video camera she bought she wanted to be fucked and beated. Everything we did she wanted on camera. The first night i laid the camera on the nite stand of my basement room and bent her over the bed and finger fucked her pussy and ass at the same time. then i sled my dick into her pussy slowly before i fucked the shit out of her. afterwards while flipping through the camera to see my work i saw videos of her being fucked by different black dudes while she lay naked next to me she told me that was her boyfriend she wanted to break up with cause he was pimpn her out. so i knew all about that type of shit so i left it all that she was humiliated and i went to the restroom. So she stayed the night and her cellphone keep ringing her mother had called the whole family and now they were on her ass i stayed in the basement at my sisters since i was released so we walked out side to smoke so she could talk to her brother and sister in law. she walked away while on the phone but i could hear her clear as day. “It’s not like that he has so much money coming,im just gonna get it and say fuck him”. yea she was laughing at me.good one but the only problem was i heard her.Her brother was truely worried about her but she thought she had control. I pretended i had heard nothing we went back to the room.after that night i keep her close she pretty much moved in only going home once every couple of weeks. I said i would not worry if she was just a whore and not the love of my life like she pretended to be. We stayed in my basement all the time me fucking her and at night with her head under the sheets sucking my dick til we went to sleep. I made her sleep with it in her mouth under the sheet and she liked it. She had told me since day one that she liked men to control her and even leave bruises across her ass and face. I didn’t do that because i was fresh out of jail and didn’t want to go back. So she told me her and her boyfriend/pimp were over she broke up with him. Since i liked her tight pussy and young wet mouth we started being exclusive. she went back to her mother’s house while i was at work one day. My mom took me to pick her up that afternoon and we went through a drive through to get some food she said she was not hungery she had her own money, if she was. I was not stupid a hoe on the streets does not just have money. I waited till we were down the street and i slapped her across the face in the back of my mother’s van before she knew what was coming. She got upset and so did my mother neither said a word i told her not to speak or move until we got to the house. The ride there that nite was very quit. as we got out of the van she waited around as if for someone to go in first i looked at her and told her to take her ass to the basement. I watched her turned to go down the staires. I helped my mother and talked to her for the next 20 or so minutes then i went to the downstaires took my watch off and laid it on the nightstand she sat at the side of the bed just waiting on me to come down there. i backhanded her in the side of the head knocking her to her back. She cried and begged saying she was sorry what did she do. I Hit her again then told her why i had done it.”You fucked some dude for money” i bet her asking who. she finally said she was raped by a dude her ex boyfriend used to make her fuck and that she really didn’t have any money she just didn’t want me to pay for everything .So i let her get up and wipe her face. I called every number she gave me and i thretened their life.She did not opened her mouth more then two words the rest of the night she sucked and laid there walking litely on bad ground. As time went on more came out she told me she had two pimpes and she had never broke up ith anybody before she didn’t want to hurt them because she got with me because one of them told her to. she also told me all the videos we made of me fucking her everynight her boyfriend was getting. At the time i was selling crack. So on a ride i told her to call him and met him to get the tapes back.and it happened that nite.she was supose to tell him it was over after itold her she was nothing but a peice of white ass for him and his friends. true anough she had been gangbang candy at every cheap motel in the hood. She continued to lie for the next two weeks thinking i beleived it all. one night the neighbor saw a car drop her off while i was at work. when i got home she did not have a lie planned bacause she did not thik it would come up she thought she had her bases covered. I asking her who dropped her off she denied what i was talking about unitl she thought she was going to get her ass beat. She told me it was her ex pimp she still tried to lie. I fucked the shit out of her then told her next time she would be beat down like the hoe she was acting like.No surpise that three months later she got to high and i guess she felt upset or something. she woke me up at three in the morning crying saying she was in love with two dudes.she said one dude was not really her pimp that she wanted to be pimped. I took off my watch and she knew what was coming i beat her to the ground and blood went all down her hoodie and on the bed sheets i sat on top of her and hit her in her stomach and face with my fist at least 40 times then let her get up while i stayed in her face and slapped her to the gound every time she got up i beat her down.i grabbed a fist full of long brown hair and beat her til her lips and eyes swallo up i drug her to the bed while she screamed and begged i didn’t care. I beat her for nearly 30 then beat her on the bed til she turned over on her stomach to hide her face itwas no use i am 265 and she 100. i continued to slap her on both sides of her face then i pulled out my dick and shoved it all the way into her tiny ass i felt it ripe and keep going she cried with her masacra running and handing and body moving quickly and helplessly. I fucked her until she felt mynut bust inside of her. she was always so worried about getting pregnant but this did not matter she had to be tought . I fucked her pussy next with blood all over her swallon face and her asshole burning from the dick she deserved. i nuttn all in her to humilate her and show her. The pain was not over i scream as she cried hen i was finished i went to the bathroom in the same room. she knew she was not to leave the bed she however tried it she ran out the room and up the staires and out the front door i dont know where she thought she was going with no shoes and hardly any clothes. she frooze at the front step afraid to run for fear. she was drug by her hair down the stairs and received her second ass whooping afterwards she stood in front of the box fan tring to brethe she said she was breathing blood. she shook for hours like she was has a seizer and i could not even scare her into calming down. As she laid ther i called her boyfriend next to her and told him i had just bet her ass and that she said she loved us both.He wanted nothing else to do with her cause i was supose to just be a trick. when she woke i feed her soup through a straw cause she could not open her jaws she couldn’t even talk only momble words i could not understand. she was not allowed around any of her family for about two weekds. If anyone saw her face i was going back to jail quickly. she rode with me as i sold the crack and every person that got into the back seat i tlod to look at her face and then i told them she acted up they all said damn girl what did you do. She never spoke unless i made her. then she would say what she did and everyone would get quite she was humiliated with her face black and lips busted. She wanted to be a hoe so thats what she got i had been dealing in that same neighborhood for years and years i know all the crack houses that had the nasteast hoes and men and i left her at a local crack house with a friend for 6 hours neddless to say 5 to 6 dicks on a easy day. The guys who fucked my hoe as punisment know i would provide rock. So when i told them to do as they wished they did. Stories later said that she was fucked with ahairspray bottle on a dirty matrress in the back yard and locked in the room at one time with two crack heads. People say they heard her cries and even tried to stop it ,but they heard the hites on the wall. When i arrived to pick her up she was in that room i beat the dooor down and what i saw i was sad. i told her to get in the car she barely got up then barely walked to the car. she was covered in dry cum and her makeup was all over her face she was scared to death she had belt marks across her thighs and bruises coming on her ass and back from fists and hands. I just looked at her with hard eyes and watched her go to the car. That night i stoopped at the store and brought her night-time tylanol she slept naked on the floor beside my bed. It was hard to watch but at the same time easy enough. The lively girl i had known i never saw again. She never much spoke after that except in fear. she was so beatiful ,now ony filled with dick and bruises across her body. She was a child playing pretend. She tought she was in control. Now my slave

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Fantasy

Falling For Susan Ch.2

Thank you Blackstallion21 for editing and suggestions. Before you go ahead please note that this story is not only about John and Susan but also about Anna.Susan.
In a single word, goddess. Her smooth milky white skin was ready to turn red if something or someone gripped her too hard. In contrast with her skin, her long hair was midnight black. Strangely the contrast only added to her beauty. Her hair was silky and reached her hips. It was straight till half way of her back and the lower half was slightly curled, like waves in the ocean. Any man was bound to have an urge to run his hands through her thick mane.
Her light blue eyes looked like they didn’t miss a thing. She scanned John from head to toe and he liked the way her thick eyebrows arched in the middle with concentration.
She had an angular face with superb nose and slightly angular chin. Her high cheek bones and beautiful full lips completed the combination. Her uncoated lips curled into a smile which was truly heartbreaking.
In a blue t-shirt, that matched her eyes and black skin tight jeans her perfect body called for everybody’s attention. Her sky high waist, broad hips and shoulders formed an hour glass figure. Her breasts pointed out without any sag. John guessed them to be 34c.
John marked her to be 5 ft. 10 inches tall as she’s an inch taller than Anna. Her really long legs seemed to go on for forever.
“Susan, this is John and John, this is Susan.” Anna introduced them to each other. At that moment two sets of blue eyes were locked on him.
“Hi,” John said extending his hand towards Susan. She hesitated for a moment before shaking his hand. John felt some tingling sensation when their hands met.
“Hi,” she replied, her voice was soft and had a musical ring to it. He quickly released her hand when he felt a slight pull from her side.
John never thought he would meet a woman as beautiful as Anna. Now that he met Susan he still had trouble believing it. Standing side by side, with identical smiles and dimples, they looked like siblings if not twins. Their build, smile and eyes are similar to one another, almost identical. The only difference is their hair, one being a redhead and the other a brunette.
“Now, please move on to the tables set up in the next lab,” the TA’s voice came in. “Students without laptops can use campus’ workstations.”
Damn, there goes the hope of getting out early out of the window. One look at Susan and he was grinning ear to ear. The next two and half hours might not be as bad as he thought they would be.
They hurried to next room which was filled with circular tables with three chairs around each one of them. Half of them were empty and the other half were set up with computers.
“Got a lap?” John asked Susan. When she nodded her head yes they occupied the nearest empty table without computers. John pulled out his laptop out of the bag and started it.
“The password for the campus WLAN is on the front screen and please open the displayed web address on your browser,” another TA’s came in from the overhead speakers.
After connecting to the WLAN, John opens his browser and typed in the address. It took him to the courses’ official site with brief introduction.
“After reading the introduction, please continue to the ASSIGNMENT 0 on the left side,” the TA continued. “As all of you have taken some sort of advanced computer class in high school, it’s only to check your background knowledge. Please submit your answers by the end of the Lab. Only one submission for a team. Instructions regarding it will be given later.”
John opened the link and started scanning through the questions. The first half were pretty much regular standard questions. Probably, everyone present in the lab can answer them. Second half were tricky though.
He tried to concentrate on the assignment but found it harder in the presence of two stunningly beautiful females. He grew accustomed to Anna’s company but the mere existence of Susan was driving him crazy.
One of the guys from the adjacent table got up, probably for using the restroom or to get a clear look at the girls. Watching them he walked smack into the nearby wall. There was a loud thump and he fell on his ass. Most of the students burst out laughing. John got on his feet to help him.
“Shit, man, are you ok?” John was trying so hard not to laugh as he was pretty sure he would walked in to the wall himself, a few minutes ago, watching Susan. John helped the poor soul to stand up and one could almost see stars circling over his head. “Are you ok?” John asked him again.
He tried to say something but nothing came out. He opened his and closed his mouth a couple of times like a fish desperate for water. Taking it as bad John tried to help him to sit down. One of his friends from his table reached them and together they helped him to his seat.
“Jesus, Alex that’s most stupidest thing you ever did,” saying his friend rolled in laughter. John, no longer able to control himself, shook his head and returned to his chair. Both girls were muttering something under their breath and giggling.
Everything returned to normal when a T.A reminded them that they got less than two hours to complete their work.
When John’s hand brushed across Susan’s accidently, she pulled her hand back sharply, with disgust in her eyes. For the next hour and half it’s apparent to John that she behaved like a bitch whenever he tried to talk to her.
Finally, the completed their work and following the T.A’s new instructions they submitted it. Most of groups were still working but there were few who completed and chatting ideally. The guy named Alex was looking at John’s table and when he caught John’s eye he looked away turning bright red.
Professor Bell marched into lab making a considerable commotion like an overgrown baby elephant and not to mention he looked like one. He talked to T.As for a few minutes before clearing his throat. The whole class fell silent and he began.
“Only ten groups have submitted their assignments, by far and their performance is as I expected it to be. Do not worry if you are not capable of answering the last five questions as they are bit tricky and beyond your current level. But one group, Mr. Miller, Ms. Williams and Ms. Jones, has answered all of them and they did a fine job. I hope you will keep it up in the future.”
At this, both of the girls were blushing and John, he was just glad that nobody knew their surnames and was not receiving any unwanted attention.
“If any of the students,” Professor Bell continued, “is having any problem they can meet me in my office during working hours and we will discuss it. If I am not available you can talk to one of the T.A’s and they will pass it on to me. Thank you, you are free to leave.”
While John was packing his Laptop a T.A came to their table. “Professor Bell gave you this for your performance, congratulations.” Saying he placed three books on the table and walked away.
The books were on animation and operating systems. All the three were written by Professor Bell himself. Susan grabbed the text book on animation.
“Can I take this one?” she asked raising her eyebrows.
“You can have all the three,” John answered slinging his bag on to his shoulder. “Anna already brought the whole collection.”
“That doesn’t mean you have a copy. You are willing to give up two hundred dollar books to make an impression,” she said in irritated voice.
“What the hell -”
“Hang on a second,” Anna interrupted him raising his hand and turned towards Susan. “As he said you can have them. When I brought the whole set, it’s for me and John. There’s no reason for you to act like a bitch.”
Grabbing His hand, Anna pulled him towards the exit, leaving behind a baffled looking Susan.
“That which, insulting you for no reason. Impression, my ass.” Anna kicked a small stone, lying in their way.
“Let it go, Anna. Just let it go.” John rubbed her back. God bless the poor soul who had to feel Anna’s wrath because sometimes she can be mean. Very mean. But John also knew Anna’s anger was momentary. Once her anger dies down she will regret calling Susan a bitch.
A few minutes later John kicked open his room door. There’s still no sign of his roommate. He opened his laptop and started working on one of the projects he and Anna began a year ago. But his thoughts went back to Susan. There’s one thing he hate the most in the world, a bitch with attitude and Susan was most likely to be one. He had no idea how to deal with her for rest of the semester.
Just below his room, Susan opened her journal to fill in her day’s events. A habit she picked up quite recently, in the memory of her late mother. By far, there were only few entries. Whenever she tried to write something, her thoughts turned towards her mother. Even after ten years, she still missed her mom. Wiping away her tears she began writing.Today’s the first day of college and I wish you could be here mom. You always wanted this for me and now here I am in one of the best universities. Can’t say the same thing about some of the people though. Leslie is not in the room right now. Yesterday I met a girl named Anna. She appeared to be a nice girl. She probably is. I met her again today in some lab, along with her boyfriend, John. Hot, Handsome and flattering, a match for Anna in terms of looks. But a total jerk. I mean anybody who hits on other girls behind his girlfriend’s back is a jerk, at least to me. Men are the same. Thinking of him brings back the memories which are best left forgotten. And Anna, the poor girl probably has no idea about him. She defended him like he was meant a world to him. Pity that I have to team up with them for the rest of the semester. At least, I have enough time save Anna from that jerk.
With a renewed determination to save Anna from the clutches of John, Susan closed her journal with a loud thump. She had absolutely no idea that the jerk is soundly asleep in the room above her.
The next morning, Susan’s internal clock woke her up precisely at five. On the other end of the room her roommate Leslie was still sleeping. Not wanting to disturb her, Susan collected her things and slipped out of the room silently like a mouse. Slinging the towel over her shoulder, she set off towards the common
bathrooms.
She was greeted by empty and silent corridors. As she entered the bathrooms she could hear a shower running and singing. Usually, no one was around this early in the morning. Shrugging her shoulders she slipped in to an adjacent stall, closing the glass door and drapes behind her.
Every bathroom in the dorm is fitted with a life size mirror. Susan undressed slowly, watching her image. She turned on the overhead shower and warm water washed over her body. She knew she had a killer figure and she liked to maintain it, definitely not to attract boys but simply because she liked it that way. Susan was pretty sure that men were not worth her time. All they care about was getting in her pants. So she did her best not to overly expose her body as she also hates women who use their bodies to get things done.
Probably, that was the reason she liked Anna. Susan never met a woman as beautiful and kind as Anna. She hoped that they can be friends, someday. But it’s highly unlikely now because of yesterday incident.
John, a man, was responsible for that, as usual. He was breathtakingly handsome, which makes him even more dangerous. But that didn’t stop her right hand from reaching her pussy.
She started rubbing her clit while she fondled her breasts with her left hand. From reasons she cannot fathom, just the thought of him sent a tingle through her system. Oh god, she thought, he was heavily built. She slowly inserted her finger in her pussy and started pushing it in and out. Soon second finger followed the first and she pinched her nipples. She imagined how his body will feel against hers as she rode her fingers vigorously. Remembering that she was not alone in the stalls, she bit her lower lip hard to suppress her voice. Finally, her hips buckled hard against her fingers as she came trembling down from the most intensive orgasm.
Never in her life she came that hard and it disgusted her. She came thinking about John, another woman’s man and the fact that he was a complete asshole didn’t help either. True, she was attracted to him. But these were her feelings which means she can and will keep them in check. She has to. She was like Anna once. She made a mistake of trusting a boy and he was like John, unable to satisfy himself with a single woman.
Turning off the shower, Susan grabbed a towel and dried herself. Wrapping it around herself, she stepped out of the stall. A redhead was drying her damp hair facing a wall mirror. Susan can recognize that lush and outrageous beauty from a mile away. Anna.
“Never knew there’s another early riser,” Anna said without looking at her.
Susan tried to say something but all that came out of her mouth was a grunt. Anna’s eyes darted towards the image of Susan in the mirror. She turned around and starred at Susan for a full minute before speaking.
“Looks like I owe you an apology. Shouldn’t have lost my cool like that. I am sorry,” Anna spoke, breaking the silence. Saying Susan was surprised would be an understatement. She never expected Anna to apologize or for a head on confrontation. If anything else she expected her to be angry or mouthy.
“Yeah, me too. Sorry,” Susan said, even though she was sure that she had nothing to apologize. She didn’t want to get on wrong footing with Anna once again.
“So, care to explain what happened yesterday?” Anna asked.
“John was hitting on me,” Susan replied, deciding that telling truth would be the best option.
“Yeah, I saw that. What am I? Blind.”
“But he’s your boyfriend.” Anna looked at her surprised, and then laughed.
“You thought we are together.” Still laughing, Anna shook her head. “No we are just friends. Best friends, since we were kids.”
“Oh.” Susan felt a ray of hope. He’s single. She pushed that hope aside. Deep down all the men were same. But being the best friend of straight forward person like Anna was a point in his favor.
“Generally, I don’t get mouthy i.e. except in the matters regarding John,” Anna continued. “As we solved the problem of our misunderstanding, Friends?”
“Yeah, definitely.” If there’s anyone Susan can get along with, it’s Anna.Alex.
John met Anna in the lounge. They were soon joined by Susan, not before Anna explained him about the yesterday’s misunderstanding and their early morning discussion. Even then John didn’t warm up to Susan.
“I am sorry, John,” Susan apologized. Her tone made him think that she was being sincere. “I really am -”
“It’s alright. I don’t care.” John cut her off.
He know he was being rude but if there’s one thing he learned about his opposite gender that is to stay away from the crazy ones.
The walk to the lecture halls was filled with both women babbling about cosmetics etc. Like they need any of them, John thought, they are already freaking beautiful. Through out of his school like he observed one thing. When two girls as beautiful as Anna or Susan end up as friends they end up as bffs or if they end up as enemies, even the thought sends shivers up his spine. And these two were showing the signs of the former case.
Though he didn’t get along well Susan John’s day was normal until he met Leslie. She was sitting in cafeteria alone during lunch. Susan and Anna were chatting animatedly like long separated friends meeting for the first time. As his presence will not be missed he made his way towards Leslie. She was toying with her food clearly not interested in eating,
“Hey.” John sat opposite to her.
“Hey, yourself,” she said looking surprised.
“Sorry for not calling you. I lost the flyer with your number.”
“Even if you didn’t why would you call me? You got a girlfriend,” she said pointing towards Anna.
“Oh, man.” John leaned back tipping the chair slightly. “Why would any one thing that? She’s my best friend since we were kids. That’s all there is to it.”
“What about the brunette?” she waved to Susan and Susan waved back.
“Who? Susan. Nothing’s going on between us and I seriously doubt there ever will be.”
Even if his words didn’t, his expression must have done it because Leslie nodded her head. “So want to go out tonight?”
“Sure. Seven o’clock ok with you?”
“It’s fine.” They exchanged their numbers. John raised his head and saw Susan staring at him. As soon as their eyes met she looked away.
Susan noticed John slipping away from their table to meet Leslie, who was sitting alone. She thought of joining Leslie but Anna waved to her as soon as she entered the cafeteria. She was right about one thing. John was like other men. He moved on without giving a second thought about her. Didn’t he hit on her yesterday? Sure they had a misunderstanding but it was cleared up. Like everybody else he was after easy prey. But she felt tug of envy seeing John talking to Leslie. From morning John never engaged her in a conversation. If she did he gave her only short replies. Fine, she thought, I am not gonna waste my time thinking about someone who doesn’t give a second thought about me.
But Susan was not so lucky. The first thing she noticed, after returning to her room, was Leslie getting ready for date, which made her think of John once more. She was annoyed as Leslie changed her clothes three times before settling onto a cute green dress. She never understood why people keep changing their clothes before a date. Throughout the entire process Leslie kept going on about how handsome John is, which annoyed her even more. Susan was not sure whether she felt relieved or troubled when Leslie stepped out of the room looking like a wolf in search of her prey. She was troubled because Leslie looked like she was about to swallow John in half. She mentally kicked herself, for felling concerned about John, before opening her books to start on the assignments given earlier in the day.
John was waiting in the parking lot, for Leslie. Thankfully they were in the same dorm, which saved him the trouble of picking her up. As Leslie approached him he couldn’t help but notice how the small green dress hugged her tight little body. The dress was a lot cut exposing ample amount of cleavage. It ended just below her buttocks and her legs were displayed for the whole world to see. She walked towards him swaying her hips a little more than necessary.
“Wow, you look stunning.” John was having a hard keeping his eyes on her face. She blushed hearing his words.
“Let’s take my car.” She walked towards her car. John enjoyed her back view as equally as he enjoyed the front view. Her dress struck to her cheeks leaving nothing to imagination.
She stopped beside a Mercedes and dug out the keys from her hand bag. John would’ve been impressed with the ride if his mother didn’t drive the same thing.
“Where to?” she asked him rising her eyebrows.
“There’s a good dinner few blocks away.” The first thing John and Anna checked out in the area were good places to eat.
“Lead on.” She threw him the keys. John opened her door for her before getting behind the steering wheel.
In a few minutes they were sitting across each other in the dinner. As it was a school night the dinner was not so busy. Food was good. They spent an entire hour eating and talking, mostly about him. He told her about his family and childhood. She avoided speaking about her except for a few things. John learned that she came from a big city and her parents were divorced. He didn’t push her to talk about herself beyond that.
John paid their bill and they decided to get back as they had classes the next day. John pulled into dorm parking lot a few minutes later.
“I had a great time.” Leslie said unbuckling her seat belt and leaning over. John unbuckled his own seatbelt before pulling her in for a steamy hot kiss. Their tongues wrestled in their mouths. They kissed for a few minutes before pulling back for air.
“That was hot.” Leslie said leaning in for another kiss.
After the kiss ended they got out of the car and into the lift. She gave him little peck on the lips before she got out on her floor.
Anna was waiting for him in his room, to pry all the details she could get out of him.
“So, how did it go?” she asked him as soon as he entered the room.
“When do you stop prying into my social life?” he said annoyed.
“Probably after the next fifty years. Spill it.”
Knowing that she will not leave until he told her everything he signed on sat on his bed beside her.
“It went like all the first dates. We ate and we talked.” When it became evident that he was not saying anymore, she started hitting in the shoulder.
“Alright, alright, we kissed a little. More than a little.” he added seeing the look in her eyes.
Knowing that that’s all she can get from him she changed the subject to the project they are working on. As his roommate hadn’t checked in yet, Anna bunked in his bed for the night.
John was looking forward to meeting Leslie next day during the lunch. But she was nowhere to be seen. As their lunch break was for two hours and the fact that most of the students were free for most of the afternoons during the week either she left to her room or having a late lunch. Sighing John took a table with Anna and Susan.
John got up to get some orange juice from the counter. As soon as he got a carton someone collided with him, spilling the entire contents on the floor. John avoided falling down and looked at his assaulter.
A guy of six foot height was looking at him angrily and some juice was spilled on his shirt.
“Sorry,” John apologized even though it was not his mistake.
The guy with the orange juice on his shirt looked over his shoulder. When his friend came to join him, he cracked his knuckles. “Watch were you are going, punk. Now who’s going to clean my shirt,” he said threateningly.
Before John can say something he heard a growl from his back. He turned around to find a giant looking at them. He was something around 6 ft. 7 with black hair, black eyes and well-built body.
“Two on one isn’t fair and it’s your mistake,” the big guy said. “How about me on his side to even the things out.”
At this both of the John’s assaulters paled. “Next time, punk,” saying they retreated to their table.
“I hate the assholes like them,” the giant said to John.
“Thanks man, I am John.” John extended his hand.
“I am Alex,” Alex said taking his hand. “Running late, coach’s gonna kill me, gotta go.” Alex turned around dashed out of the cafeteria.
John returned to the table and both the girls were watching him and Susan looked pale, ready to faint.
“I thought there’s going to be a fight.” Susan shook her head like she was clearing something out of her mind and Anna laughed.
“John and fighting doesn’t go together. He’s a pacifist,” Anna said.
“Yep, I don’t fight,” John told reassuring Susan. But she still looked pale. So, she hate fights huh, John thought.
Later that evening John returned to his room only to find it was filled cardboard boxes. So his roommate, whoever he was, finally decided to attend college. Carefully avoiding the boxes he threw his bag on his table and plopped down on his bed.
A few minutes Alex entered the room. He simply said, “oh, you.”
“Yep, me. Need a hand,” John asked him, looking at the boxes.
“Sure, could use one.”
“So, why are you a week late?” John asked unpacking the nearest box.
“Small accident; it scared the shit out of me. Never thought I could play ball again.”
“College team, huh. What position?”
“Quarterback; you play?”
“Used to, I was a wide receiver.”
They both unpacked the boxes silently for the next hour, before going down for dinner.Bill.
John was looking forward to spend some time with Leslie but they didn’t go beyond their first date in that week. Though they made plans spend the weekend together, they never got to it. Leslie flew to her hometown on Friday skipping most of her classes. She left him a message saying that something has come up and she was sorry for missing their time together. She ended the message with a promised to meet him on Monday.
And now here he was standing in a store watching Susan and Anna shopping instead of being out on a date. Great way to spend a Saturday, he mused. He groaned, he fought and he did everything possible to avoid it. But in the end Anna dragged him along and Susan helping her to get him going didn’t miss his notice.
He didn’t know what to make of Susan or her mood swings. Sometimes she behaved like he was her best friend and there were also the times when she treats him like her archenemy and it drove him crazy. There must be some explanation to her behavior and John was determined to find what it was. He had to admit that she had a great taste, may it be clothes or anything else. She selected everything carefully.
Something shiny in the window of the store caught his eye. As both the girls were busy he stepped out of the store to take a better look, earrings.
His and Anna’s mothers were a great a fan of earrings. As soon as he took a closer look he knew they were meant for them. One pair was beautifully designed like stem flowers and other was elegantly sculpted in the shape of a leaves. He only thought for a second before deciding them to buy them. You don’t need an occasion to buy gift for your mother or godmother. Flowers will go to Jess, he decided, and leaves to his mother.
Susan saw him admiring the earrings in the glass window. Unlike other guys, he had been patient though out their entire shopping. He never complained even when Anna drove him crazy by asking him every silly little thing. He patiently offered his opinion.
A scream from outside startled her out of her thoughts. She saw a toddler running in the middle of the road and a car rushing towards him. Even if the driver hits the breaks, he or she cannot stop the car in time. Susan braced herself for the inevitable. Her heart stopped for a second when John dived towards the boy snatching him. His momentum carried them out of the vehicles path and they missed it by a hair’s breadth.
It took a minute for her to get her legs moving. When she reached them boy’s mother was hugging him and crying like a toddler herself. Crowd was gathering around them. She was grateful that the boy was unharmed, but to hell with the kid.
John never saw it coming. Susan slapped him on the back of his head before exploding at him.
“What the hell were thinking you dumb idiot?” Before John could answer she hit him once again. “What are you, stupid. You could have been in an accident.” Slap. Slap. “You idiot.” Slap.
“Cut it out, Susan.” John caught her hand before she can hit him again. What she did next rendered him speechless. She hugged him, tight and hard. That was the first time he had any physical contact with Susan. It sent a jolt of electricity through his entire body.
After a few seconds Susan stepped back blushing. Anna jumped into his arms immediately saving him from saying something to Susan. “Asshole. You scared me,” Anna mumbled stepping back.
Soon the crowd disappeared. The kid’s mom thanked him once again before offering them to buy lunch but John turned her down politely. She thanked him for one last time before moving on. John returned to the store to buy the earrings. He paid with his credit card and asked to gift wrap them. John went on with rest of the shopping mechanically as his brain froze on a single thought.
Susan hugged him.
John wasn’t new to hugging. Hell, he even hugged many girls. But happened when Susan hugged him never happened with anyone. He could have stayed holding her for the rest if life. But she ended it. What bothered John was she seemed distant and disturbed for the rest of the day.
When John was back in his room, he was more confused than ever. Susan intrigued him. He wanted to push her out of his mind but it proved to be hard. John was deep in his thoughts when Alex entered the room.
“Hey John, wanna play ball?” Alex asked him.
“Don’t you have practice?”
“Nope free on Sundays and Saturday evenings, for time being. I and few guys just want to practice. Care to join us.”
“Sure,” John replied. “But I don’t have any gear.”
“I can find you something.” John followed him to the field.
Few of his teammates were already waiting for them and Alex introduced him, all of them freshmen. One of the boys was roughly John’s size and he lent his spare gear. They practiced for the next two hours. John was able to keep up with Alex and others. Probably because they just began their college level training and not out of his league, yet. He knew within months they will be beyond him and it’s not just because of their training but because of their dedication. Alex was the most dedicated among them and John can tell he was a gifted quarterback.
“You play well bro. I am guessing you got few offers during high school,” Alex said on their way back from the field.
“Turned them down and I don’t regret it. I only played for fun and never intended to make career out of it. It’s just not my cup of tea.”
“So what’s your major?”
“Game design with a minor in management.”
“I play videogames now and then, especially the games where you can blow stuff.” Alex made firing sounds, raising his hands to fire an imaginary gun.
“Alex, John, wait up.” Jason, one of the Alex’s teammate came jogging towards them.
“You guys like racing?” he asked them.
“Yep,” Alex replied. “Why do you ask?”
“What about you?” Jason asked John ignoring Alex’s question.
“I don’t like racing. I love it.” John said, hoping that Jason can get him into few races.
“Well then, be here tomorrow by ten.” Jason pulled a paper from his pocket and handed it to them. “Bring anyone you want to.”
They went back to the room chatting talking cars.
Anna’s eyes lit up like fire crackers when John told her about the invitation during dinner. Susan was absent. She’s been dining with them for the past few days bit John didn’t give much thought to that, at the moment. All he was thinking about was the next day.
Susan joined them on the trip. John highly suspected that Anna dragged her along. Alex left a long time ago and John ended up waiting for the girls. They took out their Porsche Cayenne instead of 911 as the former was a SUV and the latter was a two seated.
John followed the instructions and soon entered the abandoned construction site. It was a huge venture, stopped on the middle. John was worried about cops but Jason assured that cops don’t give shit about this place as his father owns the place.
Alex met him a few minutes later and his jaw dropped noticing the car John arrived in. Not every day you see a 140 grand SUV on the road.
S
oon a race between Ford Mustang and Chevrolet Camaro has started. John watched as both the drivers ho
head to head with each other and the crowd went wild. In the end Mustang won.
John noticed the two kids who created the ruckus in cafeteria were now chatting with the Mustang’s owner. John stiffened when they came to him. Beside him he noticed Susan was shifting uncomfortable and Anna looked annoyed. They stopped for a second, watching Cayenne.
“Nice ride,” one of them said. “But I bet my ass that it cannot go toe to toe with that.” He pointed towards Mustang.
“Yeah baby. It’s unbeatable,” the Mustang’s driver chimed in. John noticed that he won his race relying mostly on the vehicle and not on his skill.
“With your skill set a kid with a broke down pick up can beat you,” John shot back. The crowd around them went silent and wad watching them.
“Prove it. Let’s face.” Mustang’s drive said with a sneer on his face.
“It’s not my turn to race. It’s hers,” John said indicating towards Anna.
“You hiding man.” The sneer on his face got bigger. “Sending a girl in your place; I am not racing against her.”
“What, are you afraid that you’ll lose to a girl,” Anna said coolly. Her annoyance was now replaced with pure excitement and his sneer fell from his face. Susan paled at her statement.
The crowd around them started chanting, “Race. Race.”
He said, “Fine,” before climbing into his vehicle. Anna removed her high heels and handed them to John and hoped into driver’s seat.
Both vehicles slowly approached the start line. John, Alex and Susan climbed a half-finished building to view the race. A blonde in a revealing outfit started the count. As she reached zero both cars shot forward, Mustanggaining the lead. It went in a zigzag way not allowing Anna to overtake.
“What a bummer. Looks like she’s about to lose,” Alex said after a few minutes. Susan was watching the race with wide eyes. When Anna cut
“Are you kidding? She’s just toying with him,” John said, laughing.
Right on cue, Anna surged forward cutting across the Mustang in a steep turn. Susan screamed loudly with everybody else. Anna didn’t lose her lead till the end and the crowd went nuts when she cleared the finish line a minute ahead of the Mustang.
“Like I said. She’s Daniel’s daughter through and through. She’s the one of the few who can keep up with her father.” John shouted over the noise, to be heard.
Anna got out of the SUV and raised her middle finger on the direction of Mustang. She launched herself into john’s arms laughing. Another race began diverting the attention of the crowd. Some lingered congratulating Anna on her win.
“Great driving. I am Bill.” John heard someone introducing himself to Anna.
John turned around and saw a guy shaking her hand. His blonde hair fell to his eyes. He’s fairly built and only two inches taller than Anna.
“She’s beautiful by the way,” Bill said looking at the car. “Not as beautiful as you though.”
Anna blushed. “I am Anna.”
“Nice meeting you, Anna. See you around,” Bill said before leaving.
John was not sure why but he didn’t like Bill. Anna never interfered with his social life though she pried all the details about his date out of him. John intending to do the same kept his mouth shut before making a wise ass comment and pissing Anna.
Both John and Anna didn’t notice Bill walking towards and later joining the guys who started the fight with John.
John turned off the alarm and got out of the bed, rubbing his eyes. Alarm clock showed that it was exactly five in the morning. John had no problem waking up early but for the past couple of months he got used to sleeping till seven. Alex stirred in his bed for a couple of minutes before waking up.
Together they made their way across the weight room. This particular gym was open to everyone. Alex turned up the music as they are the only people in the gym. They both started lifting weights but John became tired of it. Beside him Alex showed no sign of slowing down. Sighing, john got up and made his way towards a punching bag. He pounded on it mercilessly for the next half an hour.
When Alex finally stopped, they returned to their room. John hopped into shower without delay. As usual he met Anna in her floor’s lounge along with Susan. Susan schedule was pretty much similar to his except for a single class. That was the only class he shared with Leslie.
True to her word, Leslie was waiting for him in the cafeteria during lunch. He kissed her lightly on the lips before sitting down beside her. Anna and Susan joined them which Leslie didn’t mind.
She told him that she came back late night and didn’t want to call him yesterday.
As it’s Monday and all the four them had Professor Bell in the afternoon they moved to the computer lab. Leslie took off to join her team. John was glad that they resolved things with Susan and they could work together as a team.
As the lab ended Leslie grabbed him on the way out and whispered five words in his ear, “Let’s go to your room.” John knew that Alex will be out in the field practicing, so he didn’t object.
As soon as they got into his room Leslie was all over him. They tongues wrestled in their mouths. They only pulled back to undress and catch their breaths.
“I am so horny right now. God, I was thinking of doing this for the whole week,” she said in between the kisses.
Her words made John go rock hard. The last time he had sex was with Amanda and that was during their graduation. So, he simply said, “me too.”
John pulled her t-shirt over her head before latching back on to her lips. He quickly unsnapped her bra and took her breasts in her hands. They felt wonderful in his hands. Leslie pulled back to remove his shirt from him. Not wasting any time John unbuckled her jeans and pulled it down along with her panties. She did the same to him.
Leslie pushed John on to his bed before climbing him. She hovered her pussy over his rock hard cock for a few seconds before sitting down fully on to him. She bounced on him, first slowly and then steadily increased her pace. She made cute little sounds with drove him wild. John grabbed her ass, pushing himself deeper into him.
He slid his hands behind her neck and in one quick motion he had their positions reversed. He pinned her to the bed and started pounding her mercilessly. Her moans increased in both sound and intensity. Soon they were close to their orgasms.
“Harder… Harder… John… I am cumming. Cum in me.” she scratched his back.
“Me too,” John yelled, before spending him in her.
He fell on her exhausted. He stayed like that for a couple of seconds. He rolled on to his side before she could complain about his weight on her. After a few minutes they got up out of the bed and dressed. Leslie’s went back to her room to shower and change.
John did the same. Once in the shower his thoughts took over. He didn’t expect to go things this fast with Leslie. For some reason it bothered him. He shrugged his shoulders thinking that Leslie was also holding herself back over the summer. That explained a lot. John was fine with the turn of the events and he can continue things like this for a while and see where it goes. Well, who can say no to getting laid regularly?

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First Anal, with a Man Pt 2

If you haven’t read My First Anal with a Man, you might want to, to get an idea of the first time I got fucked, and to give you some background for this story. It’s not required, but it might make it easier for you to follow.

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Fun on the Class Trip Ch. 3

After two great experiences with Emma’s body, who could possibly just leave her be. No one could resist using her sweet curves some more to bust a load.

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Two Girls and a Birthday

This is a reposting from a few years ago. I have had a lot of requests for more stories about Saki and Erin so I am reposting this. It was from 2 years ago for my 47th birthday. As always, remember that I have changed our names and locations and the ages of the girls.

Fantasm

hokey

i did bad on 1st maby this will be better if not ill never do any more!!!

Fantasm

A bad day

Lila was distracted, which is why she didn’t see the guy in the Red
Sox hat stepping out into the street just as the light turned. The
guy yelled, she hit the brakes, and she didn’t hit him. He gave her a
nasty stare as he crossed the street, but even that she didn’t
notice. She’d just lost her job and she wasn’t noticing much.
Two blocks later, she did notice a bar on the corner, and in an
impulsive moment she pulled into a spot in front. Fuck it. She was
unemployed now, and that means if you want a drink at 3:00 in the
afternoon, you can have one. And she needed a drink.
She didn’t pay attention to the name of the bar: O’Malleys or
O’Sullivans or something. Just another dirty Irish dive bar like a
million others in Boston. There were only two customers in the bar
when she walked in, a couple of guys nursing beers at the far end of
the counter and watching the TV. The bartender was a big guy with a
bald head and a single patch of facial hair that reminded Lila of a
goat. The two guys looked up when she walked in and gazed at her for
a moment–she clearly didn’t fit in–but then they returned to
watching the TV.
The bartender ambled over and Lila ordered a whiskey. She didn’t feel
like messing around; a day like this called for a real drink. He
brought it over without saying anything and she sat for a minute
sipping, trying to understand what had happened with her job.
She was half-way through her drink when the door banged open behind
her. Turning to look, she recognized the guy she had almost hit
earlier, and he clearly recognized her.
“Well,” he said, “if it isn’t the bitch who doesn’t look where she’s
going.”
At this the other two guys in the bar looked over, and raised a hand
to the guy. They must know him; maybe they’re all regulars. Lila
wasn’t in the mood for a conversation, but she wanted to defuse the
situation, so she said “Hey, I’m sorry about that. I’m having a bad
day and I wasn’t paying enough attention. How about I buy you a
drink?”
“Hey, if you want to make it up to me, that’s all right by me,” the
guy in the baseball cap replied. “But I can think of something better
than a drink.” And he leered at her.
Suddenly Lila realized how dirty the bar was. She was also suddenly
aware of her clothes in a way she hadn’t been before: she was still in
her work clothes, a pencil skirt and a button-down top with a blazer.
She glanced at the other two customers to see if they’d react to what
he’d said, but they sat there calmly.
“Heh, right. No, seriously, let me get you a drink. What do you
drink?” She tried to hide the fear in her voice.
“Bitch, I’m completely serious,” he said, and he reached behind him
and locked the door.
Lila was instantly terrified, and she got up out of her seat to run to
the door. But at the same time the two guys from the back rose from
their seats and moved towards her, and one of them grabbed her
shoulder and flipped her around. “You heard what he said,” the man
growled. “Why don’t you be a good girl and make it up to him.”
Before she could scream, the man picked her up and sat her on the bar
and the bartender, who had come up behind her, held her arms. “C’mon,
lady, you said you had a bad day! Let’s have some fun.” The
bartender started to shove the rag he’d been wiping the bar with in
her mouth, but the Red Sox guy stopped him. “No, man, she’s gonna
need her mouth. Besides, you know no one can hear us in here.”
The bartender pulled her back so she was laying across the bar, with
her legs dangling off the edge, and Red Sox positioned himself between
her legs and started pushing up her black skirt. She tried to fight
but the two other men were each holding a leg down and she had no
leverage. She screamed and the bartender slapped her, hard, across
the face. “Shut it, cunt,” he snapped. “No one can hear you but us.”
One of the guys holding her legs started pawing at her blouse. He got
impatient with the buttons and pulled it, and it ripped, exposing her
cream lacy bra. He shoved his hand under her bra and started groping
her breast. “Can’t you get this thing off?” he said to the bartender,
and tying her arms together with the rag, the bartender walked off to
a back room and came back with a knife. He slid the knife under the
front of her bra, and Lila felt the cold steel against her skin as he
sliced off her bra. At the same time Red Sox had successfully pulled
off her skirt, and he had his hand over her pussy. She felt his large
palm cupping her, and his thumb pushing at her through her panties.
“Please, no!” she gasped, but all she got was smacked again.
She heard Red Sox unzip his jeans and terrified, she felt the tip of
his penis pressing against her thigh. He kept groping with his hand,
and he shoved her panties to the side and ran a finger along her. “Do
you think she tastes as good as she looks?” he joking asked his
friends, and before she knew it he had kneeled down and run his tongue
up her slit.
“C’mon, man, fuck the bitch already! I’m about to come in my pants,”
said one of the guys holding her legs apart.
“Don’t be in such a rush,” Red Sox said. “We’ve got all day.
Besides, I want her good and wet.”
She tried to struggle, but it only seemed to push her pussy up into
him. His tongue plunged into her and she gasped. She was more
scared than she’d ever been, but at the same time his tongue felt
good. He licked up and down and even sucked on her clit for a minute
before deciding that was enough. He rose back up and positioned his
cock at her opening. “Hold her good,” he said, and then pushed
himself into her.
She felt him push all the way in–he must have been huge. She
realized she wasn’t screaming because she was holding her breath. The
guy to her right seemed to be unable to control himself any more, and
as his friend fucked her he unzipped his fly and started jerking
himself off while he grabbed her breasts. She was pinned down as Red
Sox fucked her, plowing into her over and over. She couldn’t seem to
stop the pain, and at the same time a seed of pleasure was building.
Finally he started to speed up and she knew he was about to come
inside her. “Uuuggggnnh!” he said, and she felt his cock contract
inside her and spill out spurt after spurt of come.
The guy who was jerking off started to come too, and he aimed his cock
right at her breasts so that the come spilled over them, coating her
nipples and chest. As Red Sox pulled out, she allowed herself to hope
for a moment it was over, but the guy on her left said, “My turn.”
With the help of his friends, he pulled her off the counter and pushed
her to her knees on the dirty barroom floor. He unzipped his jeans
and pulled out a huge, erect cock. He stood over her and she knew he
was going to force her to blow him. “Now I don’t wanna hurt you more
than I have to,” he said, “but if you bite me I’ll kill you.” He
moved forward so that his cock was right in front of her face, and
twitching his hips he hit her in the face with it, twice. “Let’s see
if you suck as good as you fuck,” he said, and pushed his cock towards
her mouth.
Lila has already lost all hope and just wanted it to be over. So she
opened her mouth and let him insert his cock. She thought he’d
face-fuck her and get it over with, but instead he growled, “Suck it!”
She started sucking and she could taste his sweat. Thinking it might
make it end faster, she started sucking hard and swirling her tongue
around. “That’s right, bitch, damn, you’re good at this, aren’t you!”
he groaned. “You’re a real cock-gobbler, aren’t you! Suck me!”
Unbeknownst to Lila, the bartender had come around from behind the
bar, and now he grabbed her hips and pulled her up so she was on all
fours. Without any preamble he pulled out his dick and began to fuck
her. With her mouth full of cock, she couldn’t even scream. The
whole time the guy was yelling at her: “You’re just a dumb slut!
You’re nothing but a come-bucket!” The cock in her mouth started
pushing farther, and she began to gag, but he just pushed in and
started face-fucking her. At the same time she could feel the
bartender pounding into her from behind. Suddenly the guy at her
front began to come. She tried to pull away but he grabbed her head
and pushed her all the way onto his cock, with his come streaming
down her throat. “Good girls swallow,” he said with a chuckle.
The bartender behind her began to pound hard, and suddenly she felt
him come too. She couldn’t pull away without shoving herself farther
onto the cock in her mouth, so she stayed still. Then,
simultaneously, they both pulled out of her, dropping her to the
ground.
“That’ll teach you to think you’re having a bad day,” said Red Sox, as
he unlocked the door. They all walked out and left her on the floor.

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