Good Doggie
Georgeann is such a dog….
A woman goes bird watching with her husband and gets a unexpected surprise
I wrote this on my tablet, if the formatting is off I will repost later. Positive ratings and comments go a long way in motivating me to finish the next part.
My first anal experience
A virgin older brother makes his 18-year-old sister his slut.
“Hey, Cari.”
She looked up from the book she was reading. Her gorgeous baby brother AJ was standing in the door of the bathroom they shared. Most people thought that she and AJ were twins, though they look nothing alike, because she was only ten months older than him and they were in the same grade at school.
“What’s up, AJ?” she asked closing her book.
He crossed the room and sat on her bed. “I just came over to say goodnight,” he said giving her that gorgeous smile. He had their dad’s good looks and killer smile.
AJ stretched out across the bottom of her bed. He was tall, already over six feet and he had just turned sixteen. He made her feel like a shrimp and he had a really annoying habit of just picking her up and moving her when he thought she was in the way. It was even more annoying because of the way her body reacted to his casual touch.
He was strong. AJ had been playing football since he was six and had started seriously working out when he was twelve. She knew he could easily overpower her if he wanted to and she fantasized about it. AJ holding her down and forcing her to give him what she wanted to give him anyway.
She looked at him lying across the bottom of her bed propped up on one elbow. His incredibly blue eyes were watching her questioningly. She blushed and looked away.
He sat up and leaned toward her. She looked up, startled, and leaned back. AJ chuckled. “I was just going to kiss you goodnight,” he said smiling.
“’Night, AJ,” she mumbled leaning forward to kiss his cheek.
He turned his head and their lips met. It was a very chaste, close mouthed kiss, but when she started to pull back AJ put one hand on the back of her head and held her where she was while his mouth moved softly against hers. The kiss couldn’t have lasted more than fifteen seconds, but when AJ moved away Cari was breathless.
He stood up and looked down at her, his blue eyes shining with a light that made her tremble. “Love you, Cari.”
“Love you, AJ,” she murmured looking away from his too intense gaze. She picked her book up again, aware that he was still watching her. She opened it and pretended to read until she heard the bathroom door close.
“I love you, AJ,” she whispered as she set the book aside and rolled onto her stomach. She slid her hand down the front of her shorts and started fingering her clit. It wasn’t the first time AJ had kissed her on the mouth. The first time had occurred during the two month period when they had both been eleven.
Their parents had been out for the evening and the woman baby sitting had fallen asleep in front of the tv. While getting ready for bed Cari had walked in on AJ in the bathroom with his pants around his ankles and his already impressive cock in his hand. Curious about boys, Cari had sat down on the side of their tub to watch him masturbate. Watching had led to touching and she had ended up giving her little brother his first hand job.
There hadn’t been a lot of cum, but what there was had landed on her chin and chest. As AJ had started to hand her his towel she had scooped his cum up with her fingers and popped them into her mouth. He had watched her in amazement. When she pulled her fingers out of her mouth, AJ had held her face between his hands and pressed his lips against hers for what had felt like forever.
Cari rolled onto her back and pulled her knees up. Letting her legs fall open wide she stroked her wet pussy furiously before sliding her fingers into her tight little hole to fuck herself to an explosive orgasm.
AJ leaned with his back against the bathroom door. He could hear Cari’s muffled whimpers and moans. He knew what she was doing and he heard her groan his name before becoming silent. He turned around slowly and pressed his body against the door.
She made him ache all the time. Everything about her was absolutely perfect. From her sunlit, honey blond hair to her beautiful little feet. Her almond shaped green eyes, her cute little nose, her full pink lips. She was gorgeous. Her petite body, her small, perfectly shaped tits, her tiny waist that curved into full hips, and her legs. . . Oh, God, her legs. She was only about five feet two, but her legs just went on forever. If he could find a way to get her to wrap those legs around him, he’d die a happy man.
He straightened away from the door and opened her hamper. Finding a pair of her pink, cotton panties, he held them to his nose. Her scent clung to them. With a trembling hand he turned the shower on and adjusted the water temperature. He leaned against her door again and pushed the crotch of her dirty panties into his mouth. He sucked on them while rubbing the hard bulge in his jeans until there was a tiny wet spot on the denim. He dropped her panties back into her hamper and closed it before stripping out of his clothes and stepping into the shower.
He let the water stream over the front of his body before turning his back and reaching for the soap. He lathered his hard cock and began stroking himself slowly. He squeezed on the upward stroke imagining Cari’s tight little cunt gripping his engorge cock on each outward stroke. He began to thrust his hips, sliding his cock through his fist. He cupped his left hand over the end of his cock and closed his eyes. Leaning his forehead against the cool, tile wall he fucked his hands the way he wanted to fuck his sister, pushing so far into her that the spongy head of his dick was hitting the bottom of her tight pussy.
His balls tightened and his ass clenched as the cum erupted from the tip of his cock. He grunted quietly with each spasm as he fucked every drop of cum from his balls. Masturbating took the edge off, but he still wanted Cari.
He stepped back into the stream of water and soaped his body. He rinsed the soap away and turned the water off. He toweled himself dry and stepped out of the shower. After brushing his teeth, he turned off the bathroom light and headed into his room.
He stretched out naked on top of his bed and tried to think of something other than his sister. It was difficult to do. AJ had dated a girl from school at the beginning of the year. He had been attracted to her because she had the same type of body as Cari. After two months of heavy petting he had finally gotten Dana to spread her legs for him.
Fucking her had been an incredible disappointment. It had been awkward, and it had felt all wrong. When he had finally cum it was only because he had closed his eyes and thought about his sister. He had very nearly shouted Cari’s name. He broke up with Dana the next day and he hadn’t dated anyone since.
Cari had never dated anyone. He knew it wasn’t because no one asked her out. One of his former friends had declared Cari the most fuckable girl at Dillard High. AJ had beaten the crap out of him and earned himself a five day suspension.
He fianally closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.
He woke to the sound of laughter coming from the patio. His parents, whose bedroom was on the first floor and had french doors that opened onto the pool area, were in the spa. He closed his window and searched for the shorts he usually slept in. Pulling them on he walked through the bathroom to Cari’s room.
The reading lamp by her bed was still on. She was sleeping on her stomach, the blankets kicked to the bottom of her bed. She had one leg drawn up and her fist was curled by her mouth as though she was sucking her thumb.
He closed her window and turned to leave her room. “AJ?” she said sleepily.
“Yeah.”
“What are you doing?” she asked sitting up.
“Mom and Dad are in the hot tub,” he said grinning.
She grinned back. “Natural wood,” they said simultaneously.
Their sixty-one year old father was very proud of the fact that he didn’t need viagra to satisfy his much younger wife. He had an embarrassing habit of pressing up against her and saying, “Feel that? That’s natural wood.”
AJ sat down on Cari’s bed. She was wearing pink shorts and a matching tank top with a rhinestoned ‘Victoria’s Secret’ emblazoned across her luscious little tits. AJ was sporting some natural wood of his own.
He leaned back on his elbows and made sure that the tented bulge in his shorts was obvious to Cari. He watched as her eyes widened. Turning toward her he rose onto his knees.
“Wanna see it?” he asked huskily.
She desperately wanted to see his hard cock, but she shook her head.
“Yes you do,” he said with a crooked little smile. “And this time you’re going to show me something, too.”
“AJ . . .”
He reached out and pulled her into his arms. Holding her against his bare chest, he bent his head and kissed her. Her hands pressed against his chest as his mouth moved urgently over her closed lips.
“Open your mouth, Cari,” he whispered without lifting his lips from hers.
She did just to protest and his tongue invaded her sweet, moist mouth. He moaned softly as her hands glided up over his broad shoulders to tangle in his hair and she began to kiss him back.
His hands slipped under her shirt and glided up her ribs. Before Cari realized what he was doing, AJ lifted his mouth from hers and pulled her top over her head. With a resigned sigh, she lifted her arms and let him slide it off. He tossed it across the room.
He took a deep, shuddering breath as he gazed at her beautiful little tits with their delicate pink, up turned nipples. His head dipped down and he caught one nipple gently between his teeth and pulled.
Cari’s breath caught in her throat and her fingers wound into his dark hair again. AJ sucked her nipple into his mouth and rolled it between his tongue and the roof of his mouth. She moaned quietly and pressed her hands against the back of his head. His mouth moved to her other breast and Cari straddled his thigh and began grinding her wet cunt against his leg.
AJ cupped her breasts and squeezed them together, his mouth moving from one to the other. He licked and sucked, pulling as much of each lucious globe into his mouth as he could.
Cari’s hand slid across his chest and down his stomach. AJ sucked his breath in and rested his forehead against the top of her breasts as her hand slipped into his shorts to rub his rock hard cock. He was shaking violently as his hand moved to the drawstring on the front of her shorts.
Cari grabbed his wrist. “No, AJ,” she said huskily.
“I need you, Cari,” he pleaded. “You don’t know how badly I need you.”
Cari swallowed hard and pushed his shorts down to his knees. She laid back against her pillows and reached for him. He laid down on top of her petite body, resting his weight carefully on his elbows, and kissed her again. He breathed heavily as he thrust his cock against her silky thighs.
She turned her head and put her lips close to his ear. “Fuck my tits, AJ,” she whispered.
His cock jerked and he almost came right there. He quickly removed his shorts and straddled her tiny waist. He leaned forward and laid his thick, hard cock between her beautiful tits. Cari’s hands pressed her breasts together and he began to pump his hips slowly. His breath hissed through his clenched teeth. Nothing in his life had ever felt as good as Cari’s breasts cradling his hard cock.
The clear pre-cum oozing from the tip of his cock was making the tight valley slicker and he pumped faster, his breath coming in staccato gasps. Cari looked down at her brother’s huge cock thrusting between her tits and the mushroom like head hit her chin and slid up to her bottom lip. Her tongue darted out to taste the wetness left there and, as he thrust again, she licked the tip of his penis.
She pressed her chin down against her chest and opened her mouth. The head of his cock slid over her tongue and she sucked on it. AJ groaned loudly and fell forward catching himself against her headboard.
He began to thrust wildly into her mouth and Cari gagged as the spongy head of his cock hit the back of her throat. She wrapped her fingers around his thick, hard shaft to keep him from going too deep and let him frantically fuck her mouth. She knew he was about to blow. She gently squeezed every time he pulled his cock out to slide it back into her cum hungry mouth.
AJ grunted and the first long rope of cum spurted from his throbbing dick. She sucked and swallowed and milked the cum from his tight balls with her tiny hand. She felt AJ grab handfuls of her hair as he continued to thrust and pump cum into her mouth.
His thrusts slowed as his balls emptied and he looked down with wonder in his blue eyes. Half of his still hard cock was buried in Cari’s mouth and her hand was wrapped around the rest. His beautiful sister had sucked him off and swallowed every drop of cum that had rocketed through his pulsing cock.
He pulled out of her mouth and collapsed beside her, gathering her into his arms. “That was . . .” He didn’t have a word to describe what it had felt like to be in her mouth. He had to do something make her feel as good as she had made him feel.
He rolled onto his side and leaned over her to kiss her. Her lips parted and she met his tongue with hers. He could taste himself in her mouth and his limp, wet cock twitched against her thigh.
She didn’t stop him this time when his fingers tugged at the drawstring on her shorts, and she lifted her hips for him when he started to push them down. He rose to his knees and pulled the pink shorts off.
Pushing her knees up, AJ kneeled between her legs and caressed the inside of her silky thighs as his eyes wandered over her slender body.
“You are so beautiful, Cari,” he said. “Everything about you is perfect.”
Cari couldn’t keep it in any longer. “I love you, AJ,” she said breathlessly.
AJ felt like his heart was going to burst. The petite goddess he had worshiped since she’d jacked him off and then scooped his cum off her chin and sucked it off her fingers when he was eleven, loved him. He leaned down and kissed her long and hard.
“I love you, Cari,” he said huskily as he slid down her body trailing kisses over her breasts and across her flat stomach.
She felt his thumbs gently, almost reverently, part the outer lips of her pussy. He leaned down and rubbed the opening of her wet cunt with the flat of his tongue then pulled the tip from her tight little hole through the inner lips to her clit. Cari jumped when he started flicking the hard nub with his tongue.
“Oh, my God, AJ,” she breathed huskily. “It feels so good.”
Encouraged by her praise he pressed his mouth against her snatch and sucked her clit into his eager mouth. Cari moaned and rocked her hips. Her fingers twisted in his hair as she ground her cunt against his face.
AJ ran his tongue up and down her slit as she rocked and then pushed his tongue into her as far as he could. He swirled it around, licking at the walls of her tight pussy.
“Oh, God, AJ,” Cari groaned. “Don’t stop.”
He had no intention of stopping. He thrust his tongue into her as he rolled her clit gently between his thumb and forefinger.
Her breathing became quick and shallow. She wasn’t rocking against his face anymore. Instead she just lifted her hips as though she was offering her cunt to him. He started rubbing his forefinger rapidly back and forth over her clit while continuing to fuck her with his tongue. She pulled his hair and held his mouth firmly against her.
She started to shake then her body tensed and his tongue was flooded with her cum. His cock throbbed and oozed as he lapped at the juices flowing from her quivering pussy. He slowly withdrew his tongue and pulled it up between her swollen lips. As his lips closed around her stiff little clit he slid a finger into her grasping cunt.
Cari groaned loudly. Instead of winding down her orgasm intensified and she writhed against his mouth. AJ slid another finger in and stroked the walls of her cunt as it continued to contract, creating a sucking sensation.
Cari threw her head back and gasped. He felt something wet and hot hit his chest. He looked down at the creamy white liquid. Pulling his fingers out of Cari’s sweet cunt he caught the cum on his skin before it dripped onto her sheets. He looked up at her. She was watching him, her chest still heaving as she tried to calm her breathing.
AJ lifted his fingers to his mouth and sucked them clean. Cari shivered. AJ covered her body with his. Holding his weight on his elbows he lowered his head and captured her lips with his. His mouth moved tenderly on hers, his tongue thrusting softly against hers mixing their flavors.
Cari held his face between her hands. “How did you know to do that?” she asked, her voice trembling.
“I just did it,” he said. “I didn’t know . . . anything.”
“It was the best orgasm I’ve ever had.”
He kissed her. “Just don’t be disappointed if I can’t do it every time, because I’m not sure how I did it this time.”
“I love you, AJ.” she said as he rubbed his hard cock against her thigh.
“I love you, too, Cari,” he whispered huskily.
He rested his forehead against hers and she realized that his breathing was becoming labored. She drew her knees up and spread her legs a little wider to cradle his hips between her thighs.
“Uhhh,” he groaned. “Cari?”
“Do it, AJ. I want to feel you inside me.”
She felt his forehead crease against hers. “I’m going to try to be careful and go slow,” he said. “I don’t want to hurt you. If I . . . forget, don’t hate me.”
She wrapped her arms around him and held him tightly. “I won’t hate you,” she promised and she pressed her mouth against his.
He reached between their bodies and grasped the shaft of his turgid cock. He slid the bulbous head between the swollen lips of her pussy coating it with his own ooze mixed with Cari’s slippery wetness before positioning the tip at her tight opening. He pushed gently and the head of his cock slid into her easily. He settled into a slow, steady rhythm, pushing deeper with each gentle thrust.
She drew a sharp breath when he broke through her hymen, but the pain faded quickly and all she felt was the pleasant heaviness of AJ’s massive cock filling her tight pussy. She could feel every vein that ran along the length of his shaft and every time he flexed inside her it sent a little thrill along her spine.
AJ pushed into her and paused. She felt him push up on his arms and she looked at him him quizzically as he gazed in amazement at where their bodies were joined. She had every inch of his huge cock inside her tiny body.
He looked at Cari, breathing heavily. “Are you okay?” he asked.
She nodded. “I feel incredibly full, but it doesn’t hurt.”
He started moving again, taking longer strokes. She felt his pelvis rock against hers and she wrapped her legs around him and started rocking her hips to meet his thrusts. His tempo increased till he was slamming into her.
She could feel the tension building low in her abdomen as he thrust into her fast and hard. She closed her eyes and moved with him.
AJ couldn’t believe how good she felt. She was warm and tight, and she was so wet and slippery. She was taking every inch of him and fucking him back as enthusiastically as he was fucking her. They were made to fit together perfectly.
His beautiful Cari, his tiny goddess, his sister, his lover. Her body was moving in perfect unison with his. She began to whimper softly and he felt her begin to contract around his cock. His balls tightened. He wanted to be deeper inside her. He needed to be deeper. He pushed into her as hard as he could and his body tensed. He groaned her name loudly and cum exploded from the tip of his cock.
Through the haze of her own pleasure, Cari realized that AJ was cumming with her. She held him tightly and rode the waves of her climax while he pushed his cock as far into her as he could and splashed his hot semen against her cervix.
“Oh, shit,” he moaned. “Oh, fuck. Fuck. Cari, I’m sorry.” He collapsed on top of her.
She kissed him. “It’s okay, AJ,” she assured him breathlessly. “It’s okay.”
“I was going to pull out,” he said. “You felt so good. Baby, you feel so good.”
“AJ,” she said holding his face between her hands, “I’m on the pill. I thought you knew that. They’re right there by my sink.”
“You’re on the pill?”
“Since I was fifteen,” she said.
“Why?” he asked.
“It’s a big hassle to have a period every month with all the dance classes and stuff. Mom let me go on the pill and now I only have four a year instead of twelve.”
He leaned down and kissed her before rolling onto his side and pulling her into his arms.
“You have to go back to your bed, AJ,” she said nestling against his chest.
“I don’t want to,” he said holding her tighter.
“If Mom or Dad come up before they go to the office . . .”
“Mom and Dad never come up.”
She didn’t really want him to go. He pulled the covers up and tucked them around her.
“Don’t kick them off,” he said smiling as he wrapped his arms around her again.
She kissed him and slipped her leg between his. “You’d better not snore.”
He smiled. “If I do just poke me.”
She caressed his face. “I love you, AJ.”
“I love, too.”
She sighed and closed her eyes. AJ gently rubbed her back as she drifted off to sleep. He kissed her softly and for the first time, but not the last, he fell asleep with Cari in his arms.
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Part four: Revenge!
“Ginny?” Hermione called. “Ginny, are you there?”
Ginny Weasley had been relaxing on her precious day off. The season was officially over, bar a dozen or so exhibition games and such, but the last match between Holyhead and Wimbourne had been positively brutal. Every foul that either team could get away with and a lot that they couldn’t, had been tried, and Ginny had been hit by at least three bludgers, and a thrown beater’s bat. Fortunately, her injuries were nothing the med-witch couldn’t fix up quickly. At the end of a four hour battle, Ginny had managed to nab the snitch less than a second before Montrose could, and the victory blow-out had lasted until late the next morning. Ginny was almost certain that that had been two days before, and was now nursing the lingering remnants of a well-earned hangover. Only for her very best girlfriend, would she even consider leaving her couch. Fortunately, she didn’t have to. She turned to her fireplace and greeted her long-time friend.
“Hello, Hermione!” She chirped. “It’s been too long!”
“Ginny, it was three days ago. May I come through?”
“Of course!” Ginny automatically cast the spell to open the floo and allow Hermione to come in.
Hermione whirled to a stop, wobbling a bit. She clutched her head, and groaned: “God, I hate the floo!”
Ginny chuckled as she stood to embrace her friend.
Collecting herself, she handed Ginny a flat white box, about ten inches on a side, from a Greek restaurant they both liked to frequent. “Congratulations on the win, Ginny. I heard about it on the WWN. I understand there was a near-riot after your catch!” Ginny smile happily in recollection, and accepted the offering.
As she opened the pasteboard lid and recognized the contents Ginny squealed loudly: “Oooh! Baklava! And from Cisneros’s, too!”
Hermione smiled warmly, as she knew Ginny loved the Greek pastry. Truth be told, she did as well.
Ginny quaffed a pepper-up potion, grimaced at the taste, and set about making coffee for them both. Hermione sat at the table, opened the box and doled out two pieces each.
When Ginny had finished making the coffee, they sat at the table, sipping and nibbling the sticky, nutty sweet. The pepper-up, had cleared her head, and eased the headache some.
“What’s on your mind, Herms?” She ventured, after a bit of inconsequential’s. “You don’t usually arrive bearing Baklava unless there’s a reason.”
“There is a reason, Ginny. I’ve left Ron. For good, this time. I’m going to be living with Harry.”
“Hermione, I know you love him, I do too, but you’d best forget about Harry.” Ginny cautioned her friend. She loved Harry and wanted him, but Ron told her, she didn‘t have a chance, “Yes, he’s a wonderful man, none better, but I was certain you knew… Harry seeks for the other team!”
“Ginny, Harry’s not gay. Ron just told us that to keep us from getting too close to him. In my case it was so he could have me to himself. In yours, well…officially, it was to ‘protect’ you…” Hermione made ‘quote’ marks in the air with her fingers. “…from the unwanted advances of the sexual predators that we like to call, men.” She sighed. “Now, however, I know it was to keep you from getting too close to Harry. If the two of you got serious, he knew I’d see through his little scheme.”
“Hunh?”
“Don’t grunt, Ginny. It’s unseemly.” The brunette chided gently. “Ginny, if Harry was dating you, would he be seen as gay?
“Mmmmm. No.”
“Correct. If I knew Harry was making love with you, then I’d know Ron lied about him being gay. You see?”
“Well, yeah, but I don’t understand. How did you find out Harry’s not gay? Did you sleep with him?”
Ginny’s eyes widened in shock and she leaned forward. Hermione’s eyes gave it away.
“You DID! Didn’t you?” She accused in wonderment.
“Well, I can’t say we did much sleeping…at least not for most of the time.” Hermione deadpanned, then blushed brightly. “And yes it was fantastic, the best. But that’s not how I found out.”
Ginny immediately wanted to know all the wonderfully juicy details of the great ‘Harry/Hermione all-night shag-fest’, but her best friend told her that that was for later. For the time being, Hermione explained to her friend, Ron’s duplicitous actions. By the time she’d related Winky’s description of her brother’s multiple partners, Ginny’s headache had returned full force, and she was ready to disembowel him with a pickle fork. While Hermione would have been happy to help her, she had a much better idea in mind.
Following her Hogwarts years, Hermione had ‘assisted’ Fred and George in several of their more advanced prank ideas. That assistance had earned her their undying gratitude and several patents which had guaranteed her a nice, tidy income for the remainder of her life, that Ron didn‘t know about, she never told him. Why hadn‘t she mmm, well they weren‘t married. And a small nest-egg is all ways a good ideal. Now, she reckoned her association with the terrible twins, would come in more than handy.
“Gin, I think we need to call in the experts.” At Ginny’s puzzled look, she drew a large ‘W’ and a smaller ‘3’ in the air. Ginny’s eyes popped. Then she literally fell off her chair, from a screaming fit of the giggles.
When she had finally calmed a bit, she hauled herself back into her chair, and demanded: “OK, Talk! You’ve shagged the green-eyed god! Now…” She stopped as the brunette shook her head and said: “Not just yet, Gin. Right now, we need to work out what to do about Ron.”
Ginny shivered. She was very grateful Hermione was not looking at her like that. She’d seen Lucius Malfoy with kinder eyes.
She thought about Hermione’s words, then, saying: “Be right back!”, left the kitchen. Hermione watched her friend rush away, then stood and followed.
Standing in the doorway leading to the lounge, she saw Ginny throw a pinch of floo powder into the fire and call out “Weasleys’ Wizard Wheezes!” Seconds later, the head of one of the twins, Hermione really wasn’t certain which, floated in the flames.
“Hey Ginny. What’s up?” He greeted his little sister.
“Hermione and I need to talk to you both.” Ginny spoke to the floating head of twin number one. “It’s really important. Can you come by after you close up the shop?”
“Sure thing, Ginnybird! It’s hen’s night anyway. We’ll be there in about an hour or maybe less. Have something ready to eat, willya?”
“Naturally!” Ginny smirked. The head vanished. Ginny turned to Hermione.
“We’ll need something to eat. Any suggestions?”
Like Harry, Hermione loved to cook. She wasn’t quite as accomplished as he was, but then, she hadn’t had his years of experience as a human house-elf behind her.
“Do the twins like what they eat, or do they just eat.”
“Ron is the only one who just eats. The rest of us like to enjoy our food.”
“OK, lets see…hmmm. Do you have any fish? That’s easy and quick.”
“I just got some yellowtail in today. It’s in the freezer. That, and some Mako flank steaks.”
Hermione thought for a moment, then made her decision.
“Alright. I like the tuna, but I’m feeling in a predatory mood today. Let’s do the shark. Can you do a pilaf?”
“Of course.” Ginny replied, almost annoyed that Hermione would ask.
“OK, then. Let’s get to it!”
The girls turned to, and in a short while had prepared broiled Mako shark in lemon-garlic butter, stuffed with a fine pilaf of millet, barley, wheat and rice, which was spiced with herbs and a pinch of curry. An assortment of lightly steamed vegetables, fresh black bread and butterbeer accompanied the meal, with coffee and baklava to follow.
During the preparations, Ginny had the opportunity to interrogate her friend
“Alright, I’ve waited long enough! Spill!” She demanded once more. “How was he?”
” Ginny! He was bloody fantastic!” Hermione sighed in recall. “He’s a sweet, gentle, caring and completely wonderful lover!” She went on to describe in some detail, Harry’s sexual prowess. Ginny was positively drooling by the time she finished, her knickers were soaked..
“Will you share?” The redhead asked, hopeful.
Before she’d been introduced to the wizarding world, Hermione would have rejected the suggestion, outright. Since then, however, she had done extensive research on wizarding customs, and while certainly not the norm, marriage bonds consisting of more than two, were not uncommon, as evidenced by Fred and George’s relationship with Angelina and Alicia. Dean, Angela and Ramona, for another. She and Ginny had ‘explored’ each other rather thoroughly, during their years at Hogwarts, and so, she was really not adverse to her friend’s request.
“Well, since you’re my best friend, and one of his, I’ll consider it. But, you have to understand this, Ginny; Harry might not be willing. He’s had a terribly hard life, and he may have been brought up in the monogamy fashion, as is the custom with most muggles…if he’s been trained at all, that is. Those wretched Dursleys have done him a hideous amount of damage. It’ll be a wonder if he can be made whole at all! And Dumbledore didn‘t help.”
Ginny wiped a tear from her eye a she thought about the boy who had been abused, in one form or other, by almost everybody, including herself a little. Hermione spoke again.
“Ginny, Harry asked me to marry him.” Her quiet words shocked Ginny to silence. She held out her left hand.
“Oh, Goddess! Hermione! It’s gorgeous! Ginny burst out; goggling at the engagement ring Hermione wore.
“I am so jealous! Does mum know?” She asked, excitedly.
“She knows about Ron. I haven’t told anyone about this. You’re the first.”
The redhead squealed softly and hugged her best friend, tightly. She’d always known Harry loved Hermione, even during their own short-lived relationship in her fifth year at Hogwarts, she had hoped Harry would come to love her, but when Ron told her Harry was gay, she decided to be just his friend. Now, she was all grins, for her best friend and was rather pissed off at Ron, he lied to her about Harry, she might have made him hers. ‘Damn that git brother of hers‘.
“You realize mum is going to want to coordinate the wedding, don’t you?”
“Yeah, but she’ll have to go toe to toe with my mum…unless we can somehow con them into working together… Hmmm.” Hermione was drifting, but suddenly shook her head rapidly as if to rid her mind of unwanted thoughts. “No…no, that’s for later.” The timer chimed as the fish was done broiling. Hermione turned the heat off, and together they chatted of inconsequential’s, as they waited.
Seven minutes later, Fred’s head appeared in the fire, hollering for Ginny. When she leaned down before the hearth, he asked if it was OK to come through. Ginny smiled and nodded in welcome, then moved aside.
He and his twin whirled to a stop, seconds apart. Hermione cast a cleaning charm on them both and then wrapped each in a warm and welcoming hug.
Together, they sat to table, and began to discuss Hermione’s revelations while eating the meal the girls had prepared.
George spoke when Hermione had finished. “Once again, our dear brother Ronald has managed to disgrace the entire Weasley clan!”
“Absolutely disgusting!” Fred added. Then they went into their patented twin- speech.
“That Ron would do…”
“Something so degrading…”
“As having so many girls…”
“Without their knowing!”
“Wait a moment. Isn’t that rather hypocritical of you?” Hermione asked; a bit surprised at their disapproval, given their own living arrangements. “I mean, you two are living with Alicia and Angelina, Aren’t you? Didn’t you once tell me that you trade off, on occasion?”
“And Katy, Helen and Lee, too.” Answered George. Fred threw in: “And sometimes, yes. We do.”
“But they all know about each other.” George added.
“We may be pranksters…”
“But there are limits.”
“We would never…”
“Intentionally…”
“Hurt anyone…”
“At least anyone who doesn’t deserve it.” They chimed.
“I really wish you’d tell me how you do that!” She mock-pouted.
“Sorry, luv. Trade secret.” Fred began.
“If we told you…” George continued the thought without pause.
“We’d have to kill you!” They chimed again, both grinning evilly.
“Seriously, Hermione.” George really was serious, for one of the few times she’d known him. “We love the pranks, we live for them actually, but to hurt someone…no, no, to…to betray someone, your best friend, at that, just to stroke your own miserable ego…I’m sorry, luv, but that is just totally wrong!”
“Don’t apologize, George. I totally agree.” She returned, tightly.
Fred took over. “We think it’s time someone knocked the starch, not to mention the stuffing, out of our little brother.”
“I can count on your help, then?”
“Absolutely.” They spoke in unison. Then George leaned forward, resting on an elbow and added in a conspiratorial voice: “So, what’ve you got in mind?”
“Well, I thought I’d teach him a ‘little lesson’ about using people the way he has. I’ve asked Harry to stay clear of this unless absolutely necessary, because as angry at Ron as he is, his getting openly involved in this, would most likely do even more damage to his reputation. Ron would soak that up, and play the wounded party perfectly. He’s good at that, and the fish-wrappers are just itching to find something else to use against him. His buying the Prophet stock helped some, but dear Rita simply hired on with that gossip rag, um, the…well whatever it’s called.” Hermione flicked her hand in dismissal. “They’ll print anything! As it is. I’ve discovered the identities of each of his other ladies. I want you to help me have a little bird put a bug in their ears. As for me, Ron has hurt me, terribly. He hurt me, and he hurt Harry…”
She closed her eyes and sighed heavily. “…and he used me to hurt my best friend.” Then in a sort of whispered sob “he hurt Harry, my sweet Harry” as her eyes teared up.
And then again almost to low to be heard, she turned to Ginny and grabbed her, and wept onto her shoulder “all those years…Harry”
It all caved in on her, the hurt, not her, Harry‘s …
She remembered ‘seeing the light in Harry eyes died without realizing why’ she murmured “oh Harry”…
She could now see the underlining sadness of all their get togethers, “oh”… she moaned
Of Winky’s ‘Master Harry Potter does not has a lady-friend. Master is all alone.’ She cried.
‘Winky wishes master did have a special friend, for then, master would not be so very, very lonesome..
Sad inside’
She whimpered “ lone.. sad”…
then Molly’s words ‘I’ve never known Harry to be particularly gay. In fact, he’s usually quite the opposite‘. “not gay, hurt.. Hurting.. oh Harr…“ She cried
A few minutes later as she groaned “all these years….Harry we.. we.. I I.. I hurt you.. hur…” She shaking and soaking Ginny blouse with her tears
Then somewhere as in a daze she barely heard Ginny “Hermione it wasn’t you, it was Ron, it was Ron who did this”
She muttered “Ron”
After who knows how many minutes and tears, and Ginny holding her tighter, “I didn’t see”
sobbing “I should have… should ha…”
another sob, Shakily she softy cried “I kept hur…”
a mournful cry “all these years hurting him”. She cried uncontrollable, she could now see the hurt in Harry’s eyes that she never acknowledged. “I kept hurting him…”
Ginny hugged her tighter repeating again and again, “it wasn’t you who hurt Harry, it was my plat brother“, after more minutes and tears, she calmed down slightly, still sobbing.
Slowly she realized Ron used her, used her to hurt Harry… That smirk ‘I just get something Harry wants’ chant of his “I get something Harry wants” in a bare whisper
Then she mumbled so low only Ginny could hear “ He used me… shagged me to hurt Haarr…to hurt Harr….y “ and the tears flooded again..”I should hav…seen….
Ginny said quietly “it’s ok now Herms, it’s ok, you’re with Harry now” as she hugged her friend.
“I hurt him Gin I hurt him..” she bawled.
Sobbing “I saw the hurt and didn’t see… I should have seen… shou“…
More minutes of crying racked Hermione body, finally Ginny got thru Hermione’s tears. “It was my brother lies, not you Hermione it was Ron….. you know Harry loves you, and you love him. You’re together now, you‘re going to marry him, He ask you to Marry Him!”
“Love him…marry… have his children… Love him always” Hermione said softly, looking at Ginny’s face, then she kissed her friend and sat back up, wiping her face “Thank You, Gin I I don‘t know…“.
”You needed to get it out Hermione, so you can heal, it‘s over, you got Harry now”
Some minutes later, Her voice grew more forceful. Rage with tears still in her eyes.
“I want him to pay! I want him to know precisely how it feels, to be hurt like this.” She gritted between clenched teeth. “And I want it to be something really humiliating! For hurting me, using me!”
Ginny, Fred and George looked at their friend, one moment a bawling blubbing wreck, the next The Avenging Angel. They all knew Ron was in rough road ahead, if Hermione doesn’t kill him.
“To to hurt, he hurt Harry, My sweet Harry, the years of pain he caused Harry, to pay for the lies to me, to Harry, He got to pay!!!“.
Fred leaned back, thought for a minute, then turned to George, and said: “Tonks?”
Nodding with a nasty grin George agreed. “Tonks!”
“What about Tonks?” Hermione asked, calm, well somewhat and getting better by the minute, drying the tears from her eyes, puzzled that the clumsy, but flamboyant Auror would even be mentioned.
“Hermione, our beautiful and brilliant, sometimes co-conspirator, most people don’t look past our sign. They see us as simple purveyors of jokes and pranks. Not many know that that W-3 has diversified. We have our fingers in quite a number of pies.” George replied.
“Tonks is one of our favorite partners.” Fred added. “During the last part of the war, she told us what the Auror Corps really needed, helped us arrange funding, and provided the market for our ‘special line’. She can’t officially help, of course, being as she’s the chief of her department, now, and the ministry, namely dad, would likely take a dim view of Senior Aurors aiding and abetting a prank of this type, especially considering the prank-ee is one of the ‘heroes of the wizarding world’…but, maybe she could help behind the scenes.”
“How do you mean?”
“Hermione, do you really think we managed to explore all of Hogwarts castle by ourselves?”
“Well, you did have the map…” She replied uncertainly. To be honest, Hermione still wasn’t certain how the twins had managed to get into so many places at Hogwarts. The wards in the castle should have prevented it, but somehow, they had always managed.
“We didn’t nick the map until the middle of our first year. Matter of fact, it was Tonks who suggested we ‘find a way’ into Filch’s office. She told us that there was a whole treasure trove…a filing drawer filled with confiscated items, that might prove to be ‘useful’ to our chosen careers. It turns out she did something of the sort in her second year. Until we came along, in her fourth, she was the undisputed prank-master of Hogwarts. She told us that the second she saw us, she knew we’d be able to take up the mantle when she left.”
Hermione grinned widely. She had the feeling that she was going to love this! George grinned wickedly and went to the floo, to call her.
Tonks had arrived soon, having just finished her paperwork. She groused that it was much more fun to do the fieldwork. Remus, who had just gotten off his job at the Magical Beings Liaison Office, accompanied her. Seeing Hermione, they fell on her, scolding her for not keeping in touch, then wrapped her in a warm double-embrace.
As Hermione was explaining the situation again, without breaking down. Bill, Fleur and Charlie flooed, asking permission to come over. They were greeted by one and all with hugs and kisses. Fleur was showing her third pregnancy quite well. As the girls gathered around to fuss over her, Bill, standing at her elbow, spoke quietly.
“Mum told us there’s a problem with our dear prat of a brother. Can we help?”
Hermione smiled at the support.
Soon enough, the maternal instinct was temporarily sated and those gathered returned to the topic of a wayward redhead.
Hermione launched into her explanation once more.
To say that Fleur was incensed would be like describing the sinking of Atlantis as an erosion problem. She took on a distinctly avian aspect. Her eyes blazed a bright yellow and her features sharpened into something hawk like. Her hands began to curve into talons and she fairly glowed with power. Bill hurriedly stood and tried to calm her. Unfortunately, Fleur wasn’t having any at all. She pushed him aside and growled: “Mon De’esse! Que pensait-il? Il devrait’ etre fouette! Oooh! Il merite’ d’etre Chatre’!” Hermione winced and Bill paled, as apparently they were the only ones besides Fleur who spoke French. Fleur slipped back into English, her accent made heavy by anger. “‘E should be…’E should be shopped into tiny little bits and srown into ze fire!”
Everybody, even Hermione, grimaced at that rather nasty idea, at first. Then Hermione slightly grinned for a moment, and added “That would be to quick, he needs to suffer”. Oh the look in her eye.
Bill finally managed to gently drag his wife into the other room, where he held her warmly and nuzzled her neck, until she began to calm.
Hermione barely heard Charlie’s muttered comment: “Braver man than I am, Gunga Din!”
Tonks stood and pulled Remus into next room. They could all see the two having an animated but silent conversation. Finally, Tonks grinned madly, hugged Remus tightly and kissed his cheek, then led him back to the table.
“Well, Hermione…” Tonks began. “This is what I’d recommend.” She whispered the idea into Hermione’s ear. As she listened, Hermione’s eyes widened, first in shock, then in glee.
“YES! Yes! Yes!” She squealed, dancing around like a four year old and pumping her fist in the air. Placing one hand on her stomach, she began to flex her hips and shoulders in a manner that got the instant attention of every male present, and sang: “It’s perfect! It’s perfect! Oooohhh, Baybeee it’s perfect!”
Fred, George, Ginny, Bill, Fleur and Charlie all stared at her as if she’d gone completely bonkers.
Braving the lunatic, Charlie asked: “Erm…Hermione? What’s perfect?”
Hermione looked at Tonks for permission. Receiving a nod, she explained.
Her audience erupted in howls of laughter.
Later after all was said and done, plan made, suddenly Hermione thought of Harry’s pain again, however this time she didn’t break down, she dwelled on Ron telling Her and Ginny, Harry was gay. Just to… And a idea hit her, add ‘Just a little twist’ for Harry‘s pain. And she laugh out loud, everyone turning to her “What?”
She said still laughing “sorry just thought of something”
Needless to say they were worried about her, but she assured them she was ok as she still laughed, almost crying.
It was getting late and the little get together started breaking up, every one began headed out, Ginny being worried, she had see her friend go from normal, to happy, to pissed off, to a bubbling ball of shame and pain, to an Avenging Angel, to a dancing ninny, then a scheming female, to a laughing hyena, What’s next? So she asked if Hermione wanted to spend the night.
Without a moment hesitation, she said “no I’m going Home, nice thought though thank you Ginny…“.
She started to hug Ginny bye, but stopped, sort of whispered “Home” smiled, as one the warmest of glow she ever had, wrapped her whole being, ‘Home, Harry and her Home‘, and just stood there basking in the feeling.
Ginny had never seen a happier look on her friends face. She was somewhere far away, so heavenly, after a minute or two she asked “Hermione, what… you ok?“
She only answered, “Home… Home to Harry”, kissed Ginny bye and rushed Home to her Love.
Ginny stood for a moment ”what the hell was that about?”
As Ginny readied for bed, she cried a little, oh she was happy for her friend, but she had dreamed of Harry for so long. Her git brother convinced her not to waste her time, but sometime she had thought about going after him anyway, especially when she had ‘The Dream‘. She hadn’t had that one for near six months nor any of her Harry dreams a fortnight or so, but she knew she would tonight.
Harry wasn’t sure what had happen to Hermione at Ginny‘s, but that night he knew he was happiest and the luckiest man in the world.
She came in, gave him the most Loving soulful retching Kiss ever, it left him gasping for air, she stripped, ripped his clothes off, sucked him dry, then rode him until she collapsed, then asked him to roll them over and make love to her, which He did. slow wonderful love, all the while she moaned his name and her love for him, he finished inside her, she rolled him over and did it all over again.
In the aftermath, as his beloved laid in his arms. “I love you Hermione Jean Granger, I always have and will” He whispered.
“I Love you Harry James Potter with all my being“ she purred before sleep overtook her.
Both Hermione and Harry were sore the next morning, But that didn’t stop them, after a couple of soothing spells, a long hot shower, they made love again, Twice, then breakfast although it could have been lunch They were enjoying each other again, several times.
Hermione worn out and sleeping peacefully, Harry slipped out of bed for a nature call, a soothing spell and a pep-up potion, just sat and watched his love sleep, finally called “Winky”
“Yes master Harry Potter sir” as she appeared.
“Winky, Hermione needs to sleep”
“Oh yes the Master worn out his Misses, he has, Winky so happy master has his misses now”
“Huh, thank you, I need to go out for a few minutes, I shouldn’t be long, but if Hermione wakes, tell her I love her and will be right back”
“Of course master Harry Potter sir, Winky will take good care of master misses”
“Thanks Winky” and he dressed and head to Ginny’s
“Ginny” his head pop out the floo.
“Oh hi Harry, just a second” the waved “Come on thru”
“Thanks” as he stepped thru and Ginny caught him “I hate those things”
They hugged and Ginny ask “What can I do for you.. Stud”
“Huh, oh Hermione oh…” and he turned almost the color of her hair.
She giggled.
“You know about Ron and all of course” Ginny nodded
“I’m not going to interfere in whatever Hermione planning”… he looked perplexed.
“I was wanting… huh.. what.. “ he studdered
“She.. oh hell what I really want to know is what happen last night, Hermione came home grinning like the Cat who got a crate full of canaries, buckets of cream and a thousand mice. Gave me the most fantastic kiss, ripped our clothes off and we made love for six hours or was it seven… She passed out on our bed, I held her for awhile. Then I slept the best I even had, woke up for natures call, had a shower, took a pep-up and a soothing potion, watched Hermione sleep for an hour or so and decided I’d ask you what happen last night…. So what happen?”
Ginny just looked at him, gobsmacked
“Ginny.. Ginny … happen last night”
“oh my goddess six/seven hours, then held her…. watched her sleep.. Damn, I’m so jealous..” Her eyes kind of glazed over.
“Ginny”
“Yes Harry”
“What happen last night”
“Huh seven hours… “
“Ginny”
“Ginny huh Hermione”
“Huh… oh yeah,” Ginny slowly began rambling, ” Hermione came in.. in with a Baklava… from Cisneros’s… we talk and nibbled.. she show me her ring, gorgeous ring, we talked, she kept trying to talk about my prat brother, I wanted to talk about you and her se… huh get together… seven hours, Merlin … we called Fred and George over… Made supper, they showed up we talked about the prat, Hermione broke down and cried for about an hour, about Ron’s hurting you and her, the hurt and everything caved in on her, She loves you, you know more than anything, she started blaming herself for all those years of pain you had, the hurting”
“I..”
“I know and she knows, the whole thing finally just over ran her, good thing to, think its out of her system… I finally got thru to her it was Ron’s fault not hers, then she got angry, I mean angry, if Ron had walked in right then she would have ripped to tiny little pieces with her bare hands. She told us she needed to pay him back of all the hurt. Fred and George decided it be best to call Tonks”
“Tonks?”
“Yea seems as good or better than the twins at pranks, She and Remus show up after she got off work. Hermione started telling what happen, Bill, Fleur and Charlie showed up so, talked about the baby, Hermione started over, with out breaking down, every one was piss. Fleur started changing, talking French, that’s one scary lady.. Bill calmed down Fleur. Tonks and Remus talked, told Hermione, She jumped up and down dancing like a kid in a free candy store. Then told us, we worked on it and fixed any faults. We sat for awhile and talked, then everyone went home. Home… that’s it” Ginny snapped her fingers as what happen dawn on her.
“Home, what’s it”
“Oh, yeah home, I asked Hermione if she wanted to spend the night and she said no she was going Home. I tell you got her for life Harry and if you hurt her I’ll rip your balls off and stuff them in your mouth.”
“What did I do?”
“Oh I’m sorry… were was I oh she said she was going Home. I never seen anyone so instantly chuffed, Harry she glowed I mean glowed, simply because she was going Home, to your and her Home, not house Home. Her Home with you. Just like the hurt that fell in on her earlier, but opposite, she realized she was going Home to you. You understand right”
“Oh… Yes I see now, that explains a lot Thank you, I should get home… Home yeah I understand… Home to her Thanks Ginny Bye” then Harry kissed her and headed to the floo.
“ seven hours, Goddess” ‘damn that git brother of mine‘.
‘seven hours, damn my knickers are soaking’
Hermione’s revenge was a masterwork of spell-craft
Within a month, preparations were complete and the spell were cast..
Hermione walked into the room filled with nervous women, Seventeen nervous women. None of them knew what was going on. Only that they had been brought here to this conference room in the London Marriott. All eyes turned to her as she entered.
“Hello, ladies. Welcome to London. My name is Hermione Granger.” Hermione addressed the gathered women.
It had been a hideous lot of work, coordinating this. Molly had agreed to keep Ron at the Burrow for the day, busy doing chores that ‘just had to be done, and no one around to do them’. The conspirators had gotten together, located all Ron’s girls and asked them to attend this meeting. They had told each of the women that there was a vital meeting with Ron’s solicitor necessary to be included in any bequests. A few girls refused to have any part of it, saying they didn’t want any of Ron’s money. Those girls had been persuaded to come ‘willingly’ with some cooperation charms that weren’t exactly the lightest of magicks. Harry’s money smoothed over the travel arrangements, and he had personally gone to some employers to ‘arrange’ for short holidays for those girls that needed help.
The room quieted and Hermione began to speak.
“Officially, until just recently, I was Ronald Weasley’s only girlfriend!” This brought a moment of silence as each girl there, digested this tidbit. Then the shit truly hit the fan! Only judiciously applied silencing charms kept the hotel staff unaware of the near-riot taking place in the in the seventh floor conference room.
Ron Weasley had been having a bad couple of months. First Hermione had gone and run off with that pouf, Potter, his so called best friend. Then, just a week later, Harry had the nerve to ask him, in front of his whole family, no less, to be his bloody best man! He was going to marry the slag.
What could he do? The whole bunch of them would likely roast him over an open pit if he’d even considered refusing, so he’d smiled and agreed.
Well at least he had her first, he smiled to himself, Harry getting my leftovers. Hope he like loose pussy. He’ll know I broke her in good their wedding night. Hell she’ll most likely be back within a month or so after the wedding, begging for “the Ron-meister” to shag her…worthless mudblood… Maybe I will maybe not…. Of course we’ll have to keep it a secret, so Hermione, the whore, can stay married to Harry’s money… so she can send me some… guess maybe I will shag the whore and take Harry‘s money… later I’ll bring in another bird and have that skank Hermione eat my leavings out of the bird’s fresh shagged pussy as I stick it to her whore arse, the slut… I’ll make her my sex toy… even give her to my teammates for a bang… Now wouldn’t that be bloody brilliant Harry’s love being shagged by the whole team.. of course I’ll take photos, so I can send them to Harry and that rag press when I‘m done with her… no I won‘t send them to Harry I‘ll hand them personally, that way I can see the look on his face, when he see his precious Hermione’s spunk covered body with a dick in her mouth, pussy, ass and each hand at the same time, loving it, with more blokes waiting their turn and… yea a current Daily Prophet showing the date… She’ll be out on her arse so fast and Harry will be begging to be my best friend again… Fuck him, hell maybe I‘ll play him to. Brilliant!!
Just a week ago, just over two months after Hermione left him, he’d stood by and watched his old ‘friend’ marry his girl, his ex-girl, the whore, ‘she just wants Harry‘s money‘, he said to himself.
To make matters worse, after the guests had gone, Ginny had walked up to him and slapped him hard enough to knock him on his arse. None of his family would even talk to him. “What did I do?”
The twins had apparently declared a prank war on him. He’d wake up cemented to his bed, or the water would turn him orange, or suddenly he’d have two left hands…that sort of rubbish!
The morning after the wedding, he got a howler from his mum…at the clubhouse! The whole team had had a good laugh at that! Somehow, she’d found out about his harem. And now, to make things worse, all of his girls are suddenly ‘unavailable’. They wouldn’t even return his calls, floo or phone…not that it would do him any good. For the past month, or so, he’d been having a ‘little problem’.
Today, almost three months after Hermione left him, was the worst of the lot. He angrily clutched the crumpled sheet of yellow parchment in his fist. He’d been sidelined! Coach McGrath had explained very carefully that his performance had dropped below standards, and he was being relegated to the reserve. Ron had almost quit over that. Only the idea of returning to his family, as a complete failure, stayed his quill…plus the fact that he’d have to return his signing bonus, most of which, he’d already spent.
He walked into the clubhouse to find the rest of the team at the bar. Quidditch hags abounded, even for the Cannons, and tonight was no different, although the girls were a bit scarce. Those who were there, were already attached. ‘Ah well.’ He thought.
A guy at the bar handed him a shot of Old Ogden’s and a mug of stout, then walked away, swiping a flannel here and there. Ron turned to the bar tossed back the shot, and took a healthy swig of his beer.
The helpful man at the bar walked into the hallway leading to the loo’s, and out the door. He smiled nastily, and quietly disapparated.
Seeker, Steven Katzmann joined him at the bar. “Oy Ron! What happened? I heard you’ve been sent to the reserve!”
“I have no bloody idea, Steve. I must have hacked off the wrong god, or something. My life has been shit lately! I can’t believe they sent me to the bench!”
He took a long draw at his ale, then continued. “I may have missed a couple, lately, but there aren’t many who can compete with me. My saves are in the thousands! Hell, I’m one of the top three keepers in the league!”
“Ron, I don’t know if I’m the one to say this, but you know I can’t turn down an opportunity to rain on your parade.”
“Yeah. I noticed that about you, mate. What do you think?”
“Personally, I think…Hermione. You got caught, didn’t you?”
Ron sighed. “Yeah. A couple months ag….” His eyes grew round.
Steve grinned. He so loved to be the one to deliver bad news to Ron. Of course, the two of them took it in turns. They had a ‘friendly rivalry’ going to see who could bring the other the most bad news. Seeing as how they were both quite often in trouble, the competition had grown rather fierce. Steve even understood that the rest of the team was betting on their final tally each year. This year, he was going to win. Ron wasn’t a bad sort, but hey, sports is sports, hunh?
“Mebbee she put a bug in ol’ lady Phillips ear. You know she don’t take well to people cheating on their wives and such. She’s still hacked off at her ol’ man, for that, and that was way back in fourty-two!”
Ron spoke again. “Nahh. Hermione isn’t the type to do this. She may hex me, or maybe even hit me, but she’s not the type to go for this kind of revenge. I’ve been getting shit from all sides, for a while now.”
And Ron being Ron said “Just as well I was going to dump her anyway, lately she had become too possessive, and she’s not that mint of a fuck to be so demanding”.
“Who’s she with now?”
“Harry. But he’s not the type either. This feels like something planned. Not some one-time thing. He’s impulsive, not calculating. He hit me pretty hard, busted my nose, in fact, but after that…well, he always was rather protective of her.”
‘Harry?’ Steve thought he knew all Ron’s friends. This ‘Harry’ was a new one on him. “Harry, who?”
“Potter.”
“You know Harry Potter, The Harry Potter?” Steve was stunned. He’d heard some rumors about Ron, but he never really gave them much credence.
“Of course, I know Harry Potter! We were best mates in school! Me, Harry and Hermione. They used to call us ‘the golden trio’. We fought together when Harry destroyed Voldemort. Hell, I even got the Order of Merlyn, out of it! Hermione did too!”
Steve was stunned. He’d never met anyone who’d been awarded the coveted Order of Merlyn before, and now he found he’d been on the same team as someone who had, for the past three years! On top of that, his teammate was friends with Harry frickin’ Potter, the bloke who kicked the dark lord’s arse!
“Harry Potter! Wow! Do you think he’d…?”
“Naah.” Ron shook his head in disgust. “He never makes appearances anymore. He says he hated the publicity of being ‘The-boy-who-lived’. Like anybody’d fall for that!” Ron sneered at the idea of anyone not loving the fame and glory Harry enjoyed.
“Well, shit!”
“He sometimes comes to the matches here, or at Holyhead, but he’s always in disguise.”
“Why would he go to see Holyhead play?”
“Oh, that. My sister, Ginny, is their starting seeker, they almost dated.” Ron turned to his drink again.
‘I broke that up I can break Hermione and Harry up too, when she comes begging for a shag, I’ll bugger the whore for awhile and kick her out onto the street’ he mused.
On the other side of the bar someone began to laugh.
Ron thought hard for a minute, then his eyes rounded again. “No!” He spat out the word like a curse.
“What?” Steve asked.
“Ginny!”
“Ooookay! Your sister What about her?”
“Hermione and Ginny are thick as thieves, and Ginny loves Harry, too. She always has. Now, Hermione wouldn’t go for revenge, and Harry ‘the white bloody knight’ wouldn’t either, but Ginny would. Oh yes! Ginny definitely would! I don’t think she’d go as far as getting me sacked, but she would want to make me pay. Oh, hell! If she’s found out about my other birds…Shit! I gotta hide.” Ron jumped up from the stool only to find all the other players and their groupies pointing at him, laughing.
“What?” He asked, the air around him.
Steve answered. “Ron, did you know your hair just turned purple and green? We’re playing against Puddlemere tomorrow!”
Horrified, Ron turned to the full-length mirror over the bar. Sure enough, his hair was divided into three neatly defined stripes. The largest middle one being purple, the outer two a blazing neon green. The colors favored by Puddlemere United.”
“BlOODY HELL!”
The game against Puddlemere did not go well at all. It seemed that the Cannons couldn’t stop a single goal and only scored one. The game ended at four hundred fifty to ten. Ron had dyed his hair a vibrant orange, to cover what he was certain was a prank by the twins, Fred and George. It didn’t help. Whatever they had used, be it a potion, or more likely, a spell, resisted concealment. The vibrant purple and green came right through. Ron could see the Cannons’ owner sitting in the top with too many familiar figures. Most of the Weasley’s were there, along with Harry and Hermione, ‘the slag hanging all over Harry, pretending she loves him‘. Every time he looked, he could see Harry’s emerald green eyes flashing in the sun. it was unsettling, Ron wanted to crawl into his jersey.
Once the word got out, that Potter was there, almost everybody in the stadium craned their necks to see the Hero of the wizarding world. Unfortunately Ron’s teammate Steve, was paying more attention to Harry than to his game. A bludger hit him between the shoulder blades and knocked him completely off his broom. The only thing that saved him from a long stay in St. Mungos, was Harry, who whipped out his wand and bellowed an arresting charm.
Katzmann still hit pretty hard. The stadium’s healers floated his body off the pitch and to the infirmary.
Ron’s new week started badly, by his being called on the carpet. The Cannons’ owner, one Alice Phillips, had seen his ‘unusual’ hairdo, and demanded he explain to her satisfaction, his apparent defection to the enemy. That led to his explaining about the prank presumably played by his brothers, who were now well known throughout the wizarding world for their joke shop, and then to his sister who was seeker for the Harpies. That little tit bit did not garner him any friends on the board! Still, Mrs. Phillips wanted to know why Ron’s brothers and his sister, would play such a vicious prank on him, especially as he would likely be quite visible to the fans.
Slowly, painfully, the truth was dragged out. To say Mrs. Phillips was not pleased would to be an understatement of nearly Biblical proportions. She summarily dismissed the rest of the board and stood nose to nose with Ron for the next hour screaming invective at him at the top of her voice, like a South London dockworker. Ron noted some hours later, in the tiny little part of his brain that was not still cringing in shock, astonishment and outright terror, that in all the time she was screeching she never once repeated a single foul word.
Relieved he had only been suspended for a month and not sacked, Ron decided to stop by the clubhouse and find someone to ‘commiserate’ with. He only hoped his ‘little problem’ would not show up tonight.
The party to welcome Steven Katzmann back from his short stay at St. Mungos was in full swing.
He’d reported that Harry Potter, of all people, had visited him in his room after the healers had finished with him! Potter even laughtly had called him a bloody idiot for losing concentration during a match, but signed his jersey before leaving. The signed jersey now hung behind the bar protected by the best security charms money could buy. People clustered here and there drinking, swapping stories of past matches and playing snooker for pints.
Ron walked in, to be greeted by a loud “Hurrah!”
Everybody there knew about his dressing down at the hands of the teams’ owner, no less, and welcomed the survivor with the usual harassment. Pints were thrust his way, and a bevy of lovely young lasses, all wanting to shag a Quiddich player, grouped around him. Instantly his erection sprouted. Fortunately, his robes hid it well. Ron dearly hoped it wouldn’t desert him when he needed it. That had happened so often, of late. He put it down to stress, and dismissed it entirely.
Grabbing one of the offered mugs, Ron took a swig, and wrapped his arm around the nearest girl.
The party lasted well into the night. As the team would not be playing for a fortnight, or training until Monday, they were not too concerned with the regular curfew. They’d played hard, and lost spectacularly. “That ought to count for something, neh?” They had argued, rather successfully, it seemed.
As Ron was suspended, he didn’t have a curfew. He and his soon-to-be conquest, Jennifer, played, drank, snogged, groped, touched, tickled, teased and did everything but actually shag, before they left together.
Ron and Jennifer stumbled drunkenly up the stairs to his flat. Wrapped in each other they fumbled the door open and fell inward.
“Bloody hell!” He growled. Jennifer just lay there, giggling.
Gaining his feet, Ron reached down and pulled his groupie to hers. Before they even reached the door to his bedroom, her top had gone flying, followed by his robe and her bra. He stumbled as he pulled her pants down over her luscious arse.
Walking and stripping your girl while drunk was hard to do, even for wizards.
In the bedroom, he pushed her onto the bed, and pulled her knickers down her legs. She was open, wet and ready for him. Tossing the undergarment behind him, he unzipped his own trousers, and yanked them and his boxers off.
Now, he stood in all his not-inconsiderable glory. Jennifer’s eyes widened at the sight and she savored the thought of the treat, which this night would be. Grinning wantonly, she drew her knees up and slowly let them fall to the sheets
. Ron settled over Jennifer, she waited anxiously as he positioned his cock at her opened pussy. He pushed into her, and thrust a couple times, grinning. ‘YES!’ He crowed triumphantly to himself.
Then it all went south.
His erection flagged immediately, and he slipped out. Try as he might, he couldn’t get it to return. An hour later, a exasperated Jennifer walked out, in utter contempt, cursed “limp dick fairy”
Every month, regular as clockwork, Ron would get a letter from Harry and Hermione. Of course, he always threw the letters into the fire. He didn’t want to talk to those traitors!
Half a year later, Harry and Hermione Potter returned from their around-the-world honeymoon cruise. Ron was waiting. The next day, he apparated to Godric’s Hollow, walked up to the front door and rang the bell.
Harry opened the door, and broke into a hearty grin as he greeted his oldest friend.
“Ron! Hey mate. How are you? Come in, come in!” Harry escorted Ron to the lounge, plonked him onto the deeply cushioned sofa, and asked Winky to provide some tea and biscuits.
The house elf returned and placed the tea service on the coffee table. As she popped away, Ron could have sworn she had smiled a particularly vindictive smile. He shuddered as icy tingles ran down his spine. Harry sat opposite, and poured. Handing the teacup to his mate, Harry asked: “How’ve you been, Ron?” It had been a long while since they’d seen each other, after all, and he wanted to catch up.
“Harry?” Ron asked, with no preamble. “Can you tell me what Hermione did?”
“What do you mean, Ron?” Harry appeared honestly curious, although he knew precisely what Ron was asking.
“Harry, I know it wouldn’t have been you. You’re not the type to do that to a bloke. Hermione is smart enough to think of it, but I honestly didn’t think she was either, until I overheard Ginny and the twins talking. She cast some sort of spell on me that makes it so I can’t…well, you know! Hell I can’t even wank”
Ron was now blushing so brightly, Harry was tempted to turn out the lights, just to see what would happen.
Hermione chose that moment to walk in, with a nasty smirk.
“Ronald.” She explained. “We sent you instructions on how to break the spell every month…well after the third month, anyway. Throw them away or burn them.” She gave him that Hermione look.
After a few minutes to make him sweat.
She explained to her ex-old friend, how she had taken a ‘performance enhancing’ charm and reversed it. She mixed it with something she’d developed, that would ensure Ron got an erection as soon as he saw a new girl, any new girl, but would, moments after he entered her, cause it to fail him and!
When she refused to remove it! Ron went instantly raging angry, ‘how could she… to me‘, he thought make her, force her to take care of him, but he just sat there, knowing he could do nothing, Harry or that damn elf would kill him, if he tried. Hermione saw his fist clench, she knew he‘d do nothing.
After a few moments, She did, however, explain the catch.
The catch was this: If Ron continued to use women as he’d done, he would continue to have this particular erectile dysfunction, for as long as it took to learn his lesson. Once he did, the charm would fade.
However She didn’t tell, him it would come back twice as bad if he return to his old abusive ways. And it would take only certain type of women to clear it next time. The whole spell was a mental charm, in fact, several combined and if you didn’t know where or what you’d never find it. She grinned.
Ron was dumb struck “What… but I haven’t… in seven months, I need huh relief…”
“Well get your act together learn how to treat women, find a nice girl and behave”
“How can I huh find one who…”
“Figure it out twit”
“But Hermione I need help, relief… now”
Now the Icing on the cake.
“Oh there is one way to get relief tonight Ronald,”
“You going to help me” he looked hopeful, He smirked inside ‘she wants the Ron-meister, I knew the fairy couldn’t please her’
“Not really. The only way for relief tonight is to have sex with a man,”
“What!!!” If looks could kill, Hermione would have died,
“You have to suck a man’s penis to completion and swallow his load first, then you can shag him, if he wants, but no one else. only the bloke you suck off. Oh, also it One suck one shag…”
Ron lurch at her, Dobby and Harry twitch, he sat back “why?” he demanded.
“You told Me and Ginny and no telling how many others, Harry was gay“, Hermione said.
She gave him the go fuck yourself, you lying sack of… look, every woman has, stored away for the right time
“you lied about Harry”
“I know now you never loved me, you just used me, but more than that, you used me to hurt Harry… “
“A muggleborn is only good for shagging, sound familiar.. Miss Pureblood“.
The expression on Ron’s face was priceless.
Then Hermione said total deadpan, colder than ice, “Now if you need relief, go find a bender, give him a knobber and maybe he’ll let you shag his mouth, bugger him or wank you off. I don‘t care“.
He wanted to strangle her, rip her clothes off the Bitch, beat her to a pulp, but saw Dobby and Winky staring at him, not to mention Harry. ‘If he moved wrong’
Then cheerfully as can be she said, “Now if you’ll excuse us, Miss Ronnie… Harry and I are going to be busy for the next couple hours or so, making Love, wonderful sweet Love. with his beautiful huge HARD COCK giving me orgasm after orgasm as he always does… You… you can suck a dick”
The look of Ron’s face was deliciously delightful to see, he was broke, she done it, she paid him back for Harry’s and her pain. She knew it would take Ron a long time to finally work it out and cure himself, years if ever… Maybe he’ll start seeking for the other team… she really didn’t care.
He just looked at her, cup in hand..
“Now bugger off Roniee… Don’t come back!”.
Taking her husband’s hand and leading him towards the stairs. “Dobby, please show, huh this woofter out, after he finish his tea and please change the wards, he‘s not welcome here anymore”
“Yes Mistress Hermione Potter”
Ron sat there with that tea cup in his hand stupefied, ‘How could she… to ME‘.
He heard slight sounds of love making, getting louder, then Hermione’s screams of pleasure. He looked at Dobby, and Dobby only shrugged “theys at it again”.
Ron set the cup down and Dobby escorted him to the door, “she never sounded like that with me” he mumbled as the door closed behind him.
Dobby smiled.
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Black Neighbor Baby Sitter
Part Three
She started by licking the tip taking in the pre cum on her tongue that was leaking out and then sucking it down. Then she sucked the hole in an effort to draw out all the pre cum she could. She moaned in satisfaction as she did so and he was doing a little moaning of his own as she did what he wanted.
“Now take in the head,” he said as he watch her. She had her eyes closed as she did his bedding. This was heaven and he hoped that it would never end. With the head of his pecker now in her mouth he tolled her to start pressing more of it in and suck as she did so. She followed his command and sucked as she pressed her head down on the hard cock that was now in her mouth. It was lager and she had some difficulty taking it in but she did not back off but continued with her plight.
“Now start sliding it in and out as though your mouth was your pussy,”
he instructed. Again she did as he requested. The feeling he was receiving was incredible. She was a natural at giving head.
“Suck on the head when it reaches you lips before you go down again. Oh yah, that’s the way to do it. Suck and bob and start taking in more. I want you take it all in before I shoot my load deep into your throat. Yes, just like that. Oh God you are good at this.”
She was now taking in about half of his 9 inch cock and was starting to gag as she did so. She stopped and set up looking at him the said, “I don’t know if I can take in any more. It’s just to much and so big.”
“When you feel that you are going to gag swallow then back off and try again. I know you can do this .”
“Okay, I’ll try.”
She bent back to her task and within two downward motion had his pecker down to where she had it before. This time just as she was going to gag she swallowed as he had said and he felt the tip of his cock inter her throat before she backed off. But this time she did not slide it all the way out but went back down to almost gag again and again swallowed this time he felt more of his pecker slip into her throat. It was really starting to feel good, better then he could ever remember having before. The next time she went down the head went completely in her throat. She backed off and went down again but this time did not swallow but just push down and took more of his cock into her throat. Now there was about two and a half inches still not deep into her mouth. The sight was really getting to him not mention the feel that her mouth and throat was giving him. He was getting close to shooting his load and he wanted to do so deep in her throat. She went down one more time and he placed his hands on each side of her head and forced her down onto his cock almost driving it completely into her. He let go and to his surprise she pulled back enough so that she could catch a breath of air then went back down onto him. Again he pressed her head down and this time her nose pressed into the base of his cock and she did not pull back as quick as he felt she would. She was enjoying this as much as he was. He held her head in place and started fucking her mouth with slow short motion and it didn’t take but about six strokes before he shot off down her throat with a large load of his thick warm cum. She gag a little as it was more then she was able to hold but she did manage to swallow most of it down. He let her pull back and tolled her to suck him dry which she did with much vigor. This girl really did like sucking his pecker and he was going to let her do it as often as she wanted. There was nothing like watching a women sucking him off and the feel was so much better then just having conventional sex. That was great but this was so much better. The throat never seam to stretch out of shape like a pussy did. The only thing that could compare was fucking a women’s ass. That was coming but not tonight. Soon she had sucked him until he was starting to get soft and set back on her heals.
“So, was that the way you like it?”
“You better believe it, That’s the way I like it to happen. And you said that you couldn’t take me all in. You just needed to give it a good try that’s all. It really felt good and I hope you will be willing to do that a lot. I love having a women suck me off like that.”
“Well, if you don’t mind I think I’ll take a few days off from that, my throat is sore as hell right now.”
“Sure, no problem. In the mean time maybe we can work on your ass. I like that too.”
“Some how I thought you might. But you will take your time there. I have never had anything up there and I want you to start with your finger so I can get used to having someone touch me there. Okay?”
“Yes, that is pretty much what I had in mind. I like pressing a finger in a women there anyway and watch it disappear into her while she squirms around while she gets used to it. It’s a real turn on for me.”
“Oh boy I think I’m going to like coming over here more then ever.”
“I’m sure you will and maybe we can get your mom to take part. What do you think about?”
She just looked at him for a while then, “you sure about that? I don’t know if she will want to that or not.”
“How about I check her out while you are in school tomorrow and see how she feels about it? You did say that the two of you had sex together didn‘t you?”
“Yes we do. Okay, but that would really be something if she would go along with the idea. Maybe I can suck her off while you are doing me.”
“That’s about what I had in mind.”
“Now you have me all horney again what with sucking you off and talking about taking on my mother.”
‘Come up here and lets see what I can do about that.”
She crawled up onto the bed and lay beside him. He rolled over on his side and put a hand down to her wet pussy. It took nothing at all to slip two fingers into her and as he did so he got up onto his knees and slid down to where he was ably to start finger fucking her.
“Oh yes that is what I need. Faster please. Fuck me good with your fingers.”
And so he did. He lifted her legs up with his free hand and pushed them back onto her chest. “Hold them back like that”, he said and she did as he wanted. He worked his way around so that he was better able to finger her and started to really work her pussy. He could see her anus muscles contract as he did this and couldn’t resist pressing a finger of his free hand there as well.
“Oh God that’s something! Oh God! Oh God! Yes like that!! Press it into me. I like that!!
So he did and started sliding it in and out of her ass while finger fucking her warm wet pussy. It wasn’t long before he had her screaming for all she was worth while bouncing her hips up into his finger fucking. He was in heaven as well as she and there was just no telling where all this was going but it had to be good.
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I was dozing off on the couch Sunday morning, the television quietly displaying an infomercial. The sudden presence of another person in the living room woke me up and I looked over at my daughter. Christy was fifteen and beautiful, walking toward me with long smooth legs. She was wearing her sleep clothes, a pair of pink cotton panties and a t-shirt that once had been able to cover those panties, but since she developed breasts it had slowly inched its way up her thighs so that it now left her belly button showing. I immediately grew hard under my robe.
Christy climbed onto the couch with me and draped herself over my lap, resting her head on her folded arms. I stroked her luscious blonde hair and her cheek. She opened her blue eyes and turned over onto her back, resting her head dangerously close to my throbbing erection.
“I think they’re bigger this morning, Daddy,” she suddenly exclaimed, sitting up and hopping onto my lap, her small ass rubbing my prick as she slid herself into a comfortable position. She pulled her t-shirt up over her head and tossed it on the floor.
I looked at my daughter’s perfect pert tits. Of course, it had only been a few days since the last time I had examined them, so I knew that there would be no visible change, but I eagerly cupped her mounds in my hands, bent my head down to peer at them.
“You might be right,” I said, gently sucking on a nipple. She hugged my head hard, holding me against her breasts.
She moaned. “I’m so horny today, Daddy. Can’t we go somewhere together?”
I had switched over to her other breast, sucking its nipple while I palmed the other. “Like where?”
“I don’t care. Anywhere. I want some cum. A lot of cum.”
“How much?”
“A lot, Daddy,” she groaned. “I want to bathe in it.”
I gently moved her off my lap and onto the floor. She knelt between my legs. I opened my robe, releasing my seven-inch cock. She wrapped one hand around it, her fingers barely touching her thumb.
“I’ll tell you what,” I said between deep breaths, “if you can make me cum before your mom gets home from church, I’ll try to give you a cumbath this evening.”
She needed no other convincing. She expertly took me into her mouth, noisily sucking and slurping my hard shaft, her tongue wagging over my cockhead, my balls, and the purple veins in my cock. She drooled over my tool, jerked me off messily. Finally I came, shooting load after creamy white load into her mouth, onto her tongue and teeth, over her lips and chin. She swallowed, licked herself clean, swallowed, licked me clean, and swallowed some more.
“Alright, baby,” I said, taking her back into my arms and on my lap. “I’ll give you a cumbath tonight. Rest that mouth of yours, you’re gonna have to do a whole lot of sucking.”
She grinned, rubbed her panty-covered ass over my semi-stiff dick. Then she got up, put on her t-shirt, and went to her room. I spent most of the rest of the day making phone calls.
I explained to my wife that I thought Christy and I needed to spend some quality time together. I told her we’d be going out to dinner and to a movie. We might stop to have dessert after the movie, so she shouldn’t expect us home early. My wife, ever-trusting and naive, thought it sounded like a grand idea.
I drove Christy to a nice motel. I didn’t want a hotel, as the room would be busy and I wanted us to be undisturbed by bellhops, room service, and the like. However, finding a motel that actually had baths was tricky. They almost all had only showers. One, however, had an equivalent of a Honeymoon Suite, which included a nice sized bathtub and free bubble bath to go with it.
Christy loved the room and immediately looked at the bathtub. She came out with a look of concern on her face. “I don’t think I’ll be able to get that tub full by myself.”
“I have enough donors for you, baby. I’m sure.”
“Yeah, but I’m sure to get lockjaw or something.”
I looked thoughtfully at the tub for a moment.
“I could call some friends. If that would be okay with you,” she suggested.
“This is your day, Christy. If you want some friends to help you, by all means, have them come over.”
Christy went to the phone and placed some calls. “They’ll be over within the half hour.”
“Okay. My guests aren’t scheduled to start arriving until forty-five minutes from now anyway. I wanted some time alone with you again first.”
Christy grinned seductively, pressed her back into me, “Oh yeah?”
I reached around her and unbuttoned her blouse, pulling it off roughly. I tore her bra between the cups, removing that as well. She walked toward the bed and I pushed her face down onto it. She lay still for me as I stripped, then lifted her hips so I could pull her shorts and panties off. She had a great ass, round and clean and tight. I squeezed her ass, a cheek in each hand, then grabbed a bottle of lubricant I had kept in my shirt pocket. I lubed up my first finger and gently rubbed her asshole, then poured some lube into it.
She shivered and gasped as the cold gel touched her deep inside. “What are you doing?”
“I want to fuck your ass, Christy.”
“I don’t know,” she made to stand up, but I pushed her back down, grabbed a pillow to stick under stomach, another for her to bite down on.
“I do know, Christy. I want to fuck your ass.”
I probed her gently with my finger. She cried out, bit down on the pillow, and trembled as I went down to the second knuckle. She was tight as hell, and I was throbbing to get inside her. I pulled out, then pushed in some more, turned my finger around, all the while she groaned and gasped into the pillow. I looked between her legs – she was dripping wet all over the pillow and sheets. I had made her cum.
I knelt behind her, bending down to position my cock at her shaved cunt, dipped the head into her tight pussy, and thrust inside her, filling her, making her cry out in surprise. I fucked her fast and hard, all the while working her ass with my finger, deeper, harder. She came three times, squirting her cum around my cock. I had gradually moved on to my middle finger, filling her ass up with the thicker meat of my hand. I squeezed one cheek hard and held it as I fucked her cunt and her ass. She came another time.
All the while she had been scratching and clawing at the pillow and sheets, but now I grabbed her hands and pulled them back, digging her head further into her pillow. I placed her hands on her ass and told her to stretch her cheeks apart for me. She obeyed, holding her tiny asshole as open as she could.
I pulled out of her cunt, keeping my middle finger in her ass, and positioned my cock right at the entrance to her forbidden hole. My cock was slick with her juices, and as I moved my finger out I instantly replaced it with the very tip of my cockhead, blocking her sphincter before it could tighten up.
I pressed down, aware of a pain in my prick as I tried to squeeze it too hard. I poured some more lube under the tip of the head, slicking up the asshole enough to get my mushroom cap popped in. She was kicking the bed and sobbing into her pillow. I stroked her back, shushed her, and helped her hold her ass wider. I pushed down, sinking slowly, inch by inch, into her ass. Finally I was half way inside her, as far as I believed I could go with her. I began making slow and shallow strokes, gently fucking her sore ass.
Soon it became easier to fuck her as her ass grew accustomed to my presence. I found myself penetrating her deeper, harder, and faster until I felt my balls slapping her cheeks and then my hips bouncing on the small round globes of her ass. I reached around her and cupped her tits in my hands and fucked her furiously hard, kissing the back of her neck where her blonde hair had fallen away, dark and sweaty, to the side. She had stopped crying, and was now only groaning in the hazy mist between pleasure and pain.
I moved all her hair to one side, baring her ear and her cheek. I kissed them, then grunted in her ear. “You’ve got a tight asshole, baby. Daddy loves your ass.”
“Uhn … uhn … UHN …” she could one groan at first as my cock brought her intense sensations. “I love you Daddy,” she panted at last. “I love you in my ass. You’re so big in my tight ass.”
I couldn’t take much more. I fucked her hard, then whispered: “Are you ready for your first load of cum tonight?”
“Uhm-hmn,” she bit her lip and nodded.
I pulled out, a slight popping noise reverberating as I cleared her. She turned around onto her back and I rushed to stradle her chest. She lay back with her mouth open and her tongue out, panting. I let loose my load, dropping cum onto her tongue, lips, teeth, and face. Her forehead, cheeks, and hair were all splashed with my seed. Normally she would have swallowed my loads down, but now she just closed her mouth and let the bit on her tongue bubble out from between her lips, boil over onto her chin and neck. I kept dripping and shaking my cock so as to get as much of my load as possible all over her face.
There was a knock on the door and I hit the bed with my whole body, exhausted. “Christy?” a young voice from the other side called out.
I rolled off the bed and opened the door, standing behind it so the girls could come in without showing the outside world my nudity. I shut the door behind them and they spun to look at me, blushing and giggling. There were two of them, two brunettes. They appeared to be about my daughter’s age.
One of them looked at Christy and grinned. “Jeez, Christy, you didn’t tell us you were going to be starting without us.”
Christy shrugged.
The other girl said, “I thought you said something about a bath.”
Christy climbed off the bed, my seed still dripping down her face, and led them to the spacious bathroom. “Wow.” I heard someone say from inside.
I looked at the clock. “You girls better get ready. The first wave should get here any minute now.”
I saw clothing getting tossed out of the bathroom, and in a few moments Christy called out: “We’re ready, Daddy!”
I entered the bathroom, leaning against the doorframe so I could listen for a knock at the front door. I had found my robe and put it on, and now I watched the naked girls in the bathtub with a lascivious grin. My cock had once again sprung to life and was peeking out from under the folds of my robe.
“Who are your friends?”
Christy sat between the two girls in the empty bathtub. To her left was Jennifer, a sixteen-year-old girl with perfect tits I feared Christy might never get. They were the size and firmness of softballs, and were placed close enough together — and had enough lift — that they provided her with great cleavage and tit-fuck space even when she was not wearing a bra. The girl to Christy’s right had a chest just about as large as Christy’s — half-grapefruits, I’d say. Her name was Brianna. After Christy made introduction, Brianna put her arms around Christy, cupping my daughter’s tits, and slowly, sensuously, began licking the lines of cum crawling toward her chest and neck. Christy kissed Brianna on the lips, the two sharing tongues for a bit, then broke apart, a string of semen bridging their lips and tongues together.
My eyes were torn between the pretty cumplay and Jennifer’s great tits. As Christy warned Brianna not to swallow any cum yet, so as not to diminish the bath, Jennifer turned her sexy green eyes toward me and smiled.
“If you want to try them, you may, sir,” she said.
I looked up into her eyes.
“My tits. Do you want to fuck them?”
I let my robe fall open and Jennifer got to her knees, thrusting her heavy chest out over the tub edge. I was at the perfect position to place my thick cock between her perfectly round mounds. Brianna and Christy divided their attention between watching us and kissing each other. Jennifer squeezed her upper arms together, pressing her tits tight around my aching prick. I slowly fucked her chest, enjoying the lovely sensation of her perfect flesh.
She bent her head down and opened her mouth, sticking out her tongue, my cock, on it’s up thrusts gliding ride up the pink ramp into her damp, hot cavern. Finally the joy of her mouth outweighed that of her tits and we forwent the titfuck in order to get into the blowjob more fully. She cupped my balls and deep-throated my cock, making me groan in pleasure. Her mouth moved expertly over my cock, and I caught a brief look on Christy’s face that might have been jealousy.
After a couple minutes of intense mouth fucking, Jennifer suggested Brianna taste me. I moved over and let the younger girl, fourteen, take me into her warm mouth. Her blowjob technique was not as expert as Christy’s or Jennifer’s, but as it seemed even more to be the attempt of a child, it was enticing and mind-numbing in its wickedness.
Finally I was receiving a three girl blowjob, with Christy sucking sweetly on the head of my cock and her friends on either side, switching from suckling my balls to salivating on my shaft and slurping it up with eager lips and tongues. I came once again, spreading my heavy load onto all of them, mainly focusing on splashing their tits and necks, though all three once again sought out my load for their hungry little mouths. This time it was Jennifer who let hers bubble out of her mouth and drool down to her left nipple, then reminded the others that they were here for a bath, not a meal.
I’ll summarize the events of the next six hours, as they were largely repetitive. Five men showed up at my invitation moments after the above-mentioned triple blowjob. They were led to the bathroom by myself and shown to the three girls, two more than they had anticipated. Every ten minutes, five more men showed up. The girls had to work quickly and well to get their desired candy from the men as soon as possible. Since there was a goal to the evening’s festivities, exploration of each man’s cock had to be traded for a fast and perfect blowjob. I watched every now and then, but mainly opened the door and led the new recruits into the bathroom. I knew all the men, if not personally, at least casually. I worked with them, or went to school with them, or knew of them from some other sphere of life. Very few of my calls resulted in the refusal of a free blowjob or blowjobs. Indeed, after each man spent his load all over my daughter and/or her friends, I sent them across the street to the gas station to have something to drink, and invited them back when they were able, to have another go.
The girls became experts at giving the individual blowjob. Perhaps it was her anal experience before the bath that led Christy to discover that if she sucked a man’s cock and stimulated his prostate with her finger, his cum was harder, had more volume, and gave him a better orgasm.
They also, at times, shared a man’s cock, though that was rare. A few heads were bumped in the process, but no one was injured. More often than not, they were each dealing with two or more cocks at once. Sadly, Brianna suffered from a cut on her lip when two eager men tried too hard to shove their cocks in her mouth at the same time. She quickly patched up, and after forty-five minutes of sourness and somewhat slowed production, she was as good as new and giving head to three guys at once (not in her mouth at once, of course).
I kept the order and peace, making sure no one cut, and sending home a couple men who had arrived drunk or become so as the night progressed. I would not allow harm to come to any of those girls. I was asked time and time again to allow the men to fuck the girls’ cunts or asses, but I knew that nothing would be accomplished that way. And I didn’t like the idea of another man’s cock in my girl’s cunt or ass. A petty quirk I tried to analyze, but could not find the time to do so that evening.
At a couple points I set a friend of mine at the door and returned to the girls for another donation of my own seed. They all paid special attention to me, and I was usually the rare recipient of two girls’ tongues or lips at once. For their extra care, I gave them more semen than I had believed I could make in my entire life.
As the hours went by, I watched the tub slowly fill with thick white cream.
I especially enjoyed watching Christy struggle to work her mouth over a certain African-American man I had invited from the factory. His cock was a monster, dwarfing even my not-too-shabby piece of meat. She could only get a couple inches past the mushroom cap, but managed to slobber her saliva all over his shaft from the side, and he seemed especially receptive to her amazing ball-sucking.
For her efforts, he came hard on her face, already hidden beneath the cum of dozens upon dozens of previous loads.
I got the girls water to drink to keep their mouths from drying out on all the dick they were sucking. I also held a bucket for them when they needed to pee, so that they wouldn’t taint the cum with the vile taste of urine.
Finally two a.m. rolled around and the girls were tired physically and mentally. They asked me not to let anyone else into the room, but promised to finish off the dozen or so guys waiting around in the room for their second or third (or more) blowjob. At three a.m. the room was empty, everyone thanking me profusely and promising me their first-borns. I waved good bye, shut and locked the door, and return to the bathroom. Christy was beaming, scooping up handfuls of the seed they had collected and pouring it on her chest, on her head, tilting back her head and pouring it on her face, licking and swallowing it, finally.
Her friends were likewise enthralled with their tub of cum, and they all bathed each other like young children in a bubble bath. “Thank you, Daddy,” Christy smiled.
I said she was welcome, and said the same to her friends when they also gave me their thanks. “Wherever did you get all those guys?” Jennifer asked, flashing her erotic green eyes at me.
“From all over.”
Brianna’s hand was invisible beneath the white foam, but she was leaning back against the wall, her eyes shut, her wrist dipping in just between her legs. Christy leaned over and sucked Brianna’s nipple.
I went back to the room, and tried to take a short nap. I, too, was exhausted. About an hour later Christy called out to me. I returned to the bathroom. She was frowning. “We can’t possibly drink all this, Daddy.”
I smiled. “Of course not, baby.”
“I don’t want to waste it all.”
I left the bathroom and retrieved a box from the closet. I handed washed out gallon milk containers to each of the girls and they happily filled up jug after jug with cum. “I don’t know how this stuff keeps or whether it’ll taste good for very long, Christy,” I warned.
“It’s alright, we’ll try it.”
I had to run to the all night gas station and buy eight more gallons of milk, dump them out in the parking lot, rinse them, and give them to the girls. Finally I enjoyed a wonderful show as the girls brought the level down to the point where they couldn’t fill the jugs anymore. They sucked and slurped the cum off the bottom of the tub floor, wiggled around and splashed in it, sucked and licked each others’ bodies and they each came a few times as they cleaned one another.
When they had sufficiently made use of the cum in the tub, they ran the shower, and I fell asleep on the bed.
I woke up around eleven a.m., late for work, and looked at the three naked girls spooning next to me on the bed. Christy was closest to me, Jennifer in the middle, and Brianna behind her. I called my wife at work, apologized profusely for worrying her, and explained that we’d stopped at a friend’s house and fallen asleep there. I assured her that the bonding experience went wonderfully and that the benefit it would have on Christy’s and my relationship would far outweigh the consequences of missing one day of work and school.
As I hung up, my cock was being gently stroked, and I turned back to find the girls awake, still spooning each other, and Christy holding my cock. They smiled, looking over one another’s shoulders at me, except Christy, whose beautiful blue eyes just stared into my own. I turned onto my back and Christy gave me a handjob.
“Can I fuck your Dad?” Jennifer asked Christy.
She nodded. Brianna lay on her back and Jennifer climbed out from between her friends and stradled my hips, lowering her pretty pink cunt lips down onto my hard prick. Her pubic hair was trimmed into a neat rectangle over her cunt, but far enough away from her lips that one could go down on her without tasting hair.
She impaled herself over and over on me, her cunt clamping down tightly on my erection. She was wonderful. Christy and I kissed, the taste of cum in her mouth replaced by toothpaste. Brianna reached around Christy and pinched her nipples softly. I reached up and roughly fondled Jennifer’s exsquisite softballs, kneading them together and making her tilt her head back in orgasm.
I looked at the young Brianna over Christy’s shoulder. “How about you, Brianna?” I asked.
“I’ve never done it before,” Brianna said quietly, almost sadly.
Both of her friends looked at her. “Really?” Christy asked. “Then you definitely should. My dad is an excellent lover.”
Jennifer climbed off me and Brianna was placed on her back in the center of the bed. Her friends on either side of her, Jennifer kissing the young virgin’s mouth, Christy rubbing the girls cunt, then sucking on her nipples. Brianna eagerly spread her legs and I prodded her with my slippery knob. She opened for me with little resistance, having cum already this morning from playing with her girlfriends. I shoved myself deep inside her, feeling her tightness give way to my powerful cock. Her hymen had been torn already during some previous sex act or contact sport, but she still quivered and moaned as I filled her with something the likes of which she had never experienced before. I fucked her fast and hard, feeling myself unable to take it much longer.
I tore out of her cunt, my balls tightening, my load welling up at the head of my cock. Christy raced toward it, throwing her mouth over my head before the first load escaped. I came and came and came and came, harder and better than I ever recalled having come. Jennifer had her face up to Christy’s, had her tongue slowly lingering on the underside of my cockhead so that as Christy pulled her full mouth away from my prick, Jennifer could catch the ample overflow, as well as the drippings still emptying from me.
I watched once again as the girls shared my cum.
That is where I will end this episode, though, be sure, that this was not the last time I sampled the treats of my lovely daughter and her friends. Perhaps another time I can describe just what was done with the gallons of cum we had preserved from Christy’s cumbath.
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“Will You Teach My Daughter?”
* Teaching the new neighbor lady’s daughter about sex?…strange request….but Brandon was only to delighted to …’help out’. *
Brandon….
__It is still unclear as to just where and how the neighbor lady, Jan, and her daughter, Melinda, had been. Some secret government location in the U.S. They had spent most of their life there and were isolated from the rest of the world. When the dad came up missing, that’s all they were told…’missing -permanent’. They had to get permission to move away from there, and never say anything about where they had been or anything else.
They decided to move next door to us in a regular neighborhood. The mom Jan, became friends with my mom instantly. She had a million questions about regular life here. Daughter Melinda just sat quietly. Mel, as we all called her, was out of school now and she was a good looking, hot bodied girl. I was drawn to her right away. Her mom was pretty hot looking too and so friendly to me.
They were over as Jan talked to mom in the kitchen, Mel and I sat on the couch. With no TV or computers, Mel only read old books for entertainment. I found out she had no contact with guys at all. Her schooling was in an all girls small school and another one for the guys….all separated.
My mom had to leave but would be back in 30 minutes. As soon as she left, I had Jan on one side of me and Mel on the other. They had both been waiting for this opportunity. Jan sat real close and said: “Can you help us Brandon,….we need a guy to get us ‘up to date’ with this…kinda… new world were in. Dad was never home, and Mel has never had a date with a guy.”
“Could you come over tonight where we can talk private and you can fill us in on…’guys’ today. I don’t want your mom or anyone to know how uninformed we are.”
I thought, ‘is there any other answer but ’oh yes!’ as my heart raced…. I said: “ Sure”. I was old enough now, I came and went as I pleased. That night I quietly walked next door and entered thru a back door as Jan had planned.
They were both waiting for me and walked me arm an arm to their couch. They both had on robes. They explained that they liked to walk around in the nude at night. I said: “Oh…please be comfortable, don’t put robes on just because I’m here.” They both said…oh…we were hoping you might say that. They both took off their robes and were totally nude,…. like it was nothing. Mel said: “We really like you Brandon, do you like us?”
I said: “You girls are very sexy and pretty, I don’t know which one of you I like better…”
The both smiled big and ask if they could kiss me on the cheek.
It was hard to believe this was happening. I said: “Go ahead.” They got on their knees, one on each side of me and slowly scooted in close to kiss me on my cheeks. I had a big hardon, already picturing how this night might turn out.
I put an arm around each of their necks and pulled them gently in close. I got a close look at four beautiful tits and two dark pubic haired pussy’s. I had two hot girls breathing heavy on my face. They both kissed my cheeks and held the kisses.
Mel….
…mom was right, he’s just the right guy we had talked about getting. I had never kiss a guy until now. I held my kiss to feel the rush mom said I would get. His arm around my neck just intensified these new feelings. I had dreamed about a girl’s feelings and what they would be like when she was close with a guy. He somehow was making my pussy feel good too.
I slowly moved my lips around to his mouth…while mom started kissing him all over the side of his face. Finally a guy to get me what my stored up urges wanted. I felt so good and I kept going as more urges came up. I unbuttoned his shirt to feel his chest.
Jan…..
It had been a long time since I had been with Mel’s dad, and I was so turned on I wanted Brandon naked. He was just what we wanted to relieve this great sexual tension inside us.
Mel and I had to help each other for relief, now we had a young guy for real… to help us. I can’t believe how horny I’ve gotten. I see in Mel’s eyes she can’t wait to be with him. I want to kiss him for days it feels so good just kissing his face.
I helped her take his clothes off as our fingers trembled. I dimmed the lights as Mel pulled out the couch into a bed. I hope he understands our aggressiveness, but we’ve waited a long time for this. I let Mel go first to do the things she had only dreamed about with a guy.
I watched as they kissed slowly. The passion was building up in both of them as he lay between us. Watching Mel get fondled for the first time by a guy was awesome. He was gentle with her and felt her tits so nice. Poor Mel was so hyper, her whole body twitched with new exciting feelings. She was very wet as she squirmed her hips. Even I could see the wetness between her legs. She was huffing as he began sucking on her nipples. I just had to scoot close behind him and feel his warm body on mine. I pressed my tits into his back and pushed my pussy tight to him.
I eased my hand down to his warm hardon…omg… it had been so long since I had felt a nice warm hardon. It was between Mel’s legs now, as I stroked it. It was slick with Mel’s wetness and it caused spasms in my neglected pussy. I played with the slickness with my fingers. I felt Mel’s clit, so hot now and sensitive. I want his hardon in my mouth so bad. I love the feel of a warm hardon in my mouth, with the head going in and out of my lips. I would have to wait to get him to shoot his cum deep in my mouth to taste it again….
Mel….
I never realized how a mans tongue could be so sexy. I held his head and let my tongue feel his. He then took his tongue and ran it all over me….and then down to my nipples…omg…this is so breath taking… He’s continuing down my tummy….oh god I can’t take the tingles. I have to twitch my hips, it’s too much. Goose bumps…I feel his tongue licking my pubic hair. He’s….ooooo…licking my clit. I can’t take it, he going to make me orgasm with his tongue and mom’s finger both.
That’s enough! I start pulling on him to bring him up…I want him in me now…right now! Oh yes…almost here. I feel mom’s hand started to put his hardon in me. Easy…oh god easy, I’m a virgin still…ooooo… so tight…but so wonderful…there… The head of his hardon is in me and my pussy is expanding and getting bigger now. A little deeper at a time….. I can’t think at all, just feel him in me. I’m seeing visions of light in my head as he begins to slowly pump his hardon in me. He’s rolling on top of me….oh there…oh yes…oh yes…ooooo….., it’s just like mom said it would be….my knees are fully wide apart and he’s pumping me faster. Oh my god…oh yes! I think I’m cuming…yes…yes!…oh jez…here it is!
I had to yell out, I had no choice. My soul was shook and I lost control. I felt euphoria as I felt hot cum rushing in me, over and over. “Oh baby yes!” I yelled out as I pumped him back deep with my pussy. I held my arms tight around his neck and kissed and kissed his face all over….my whole body trembled…my mind seemed to float away, somewhere….,somewhere beautiful….
Jan…..
…wow…what a site to witness, my daughters first full on sex with a guy…I lost track of how many times I orgasmed with my fingers in my pussy….who can keep count at a happening like this…
They repeated their togetherness all night long…
It was a week before I got my turn.
Mel came up to me and whispered: (..mom, he’s all yours tonight.) I think my heart jumped 10 beats and a shot of warm wetness filled my pussy. I had been waiting for this to happen…..
Brandon…..
I have fucked my share of girls, but nothing like Mel. I couldn’t tell my buddies what luck I was having, they’d all be over her wanting to fuck Mel and Jan…so I just kept my mouth shut. Jan was a hot copy of Mel but well seasoned and horny as hell. We exchanged hugs and feels in their hallway, I thought she was going to faint. I loved to do a quick sneak and run my hand down her panties and watch her eyes close and I think she orgasmed right there. She would start humping my fingers and moan quietly. She would grab my hardon and squeeze it hard, then tremble.
It was time to get her in bed and us really get it on. Mel brought it up first and ask me to have sex with her mom. Lady luck is smiling on me.
A hot daughter and her hot mom….I couldn’t hardly believe the luck I was having. Mel told me…”Tonight Brandon, do her tonight..”
Now how could I turn that down…
It was all set to happen in their big bed. I came over and the house was dimly lit. Mel came in the living room…naked…and escorted me to their bedroom. There was Jan, all hot looking as they both undressed me.
Jan and I wasted no time and locked together still standing in a hot kissing session. Mel sat on the bed smiling as she watched us. I picked Jan up and put her on the bed. Mel watched us, all intense. Now it was her turn to watch her mom have sex with a guy. I noticed she was rubbing her pussy slightly.
Jan barely whispered to me: (…oh…let me suck you first…it’s been so long..”) I turned as now we lay 69, side by side. Her knees came up around my head with the first lick of her clit. “Ohhhhhhh” she moaned. Pussy juice began to soak her leg. I’d never seen a girl this hot before.
I wondered what two of my fingers would do on her G spot. I went for it as she deep throated me over and over. When I massaged her G spot…she went wild. I’d never seen a girl squirt before. She flooded my fingers, with gasping moans and squirming hips. I just touched her clit with my thumb and she squirted again. She mumbled some moans and gasp for air.
I was crazy hot watching and feeling her in her ecstasy. I looked at Mel. She was reaching in her pussy like she was trying to find her G spot. Her bucking and moaning told me she must have found it.
Mel was looking at me and as I turned to fuck Jan, Mel started feeling me all over. Next I had two girl kissing me and playing with my balls.
This was a first for me as the two hot girls began to work together to really turn me on.
Things got a little crazy as Mel and her mom started sharing me.
I was just starting to fuck Jan when Mel rolled me off. She got in top of me and stuck my hardon in her pussy. Now Jan started feeling my balls and feeling my body. They both tried to tongue kiss me at once. I felt like I was being attacked by two wild girls….and I like it!
Mel fucked me wildly and got an orgasm, Jan immediately took over and got on top of me. I didn’t realize it but all their years alone had built up inside them, and now it was coming out. They didn’t hold back now as they must have had sex with each other someway. Jan and Mel started feeling each other up and playing with each other tits, finger fucked their pussy’s and Jan got down and licked Mel’s pussy.
I was in shock, but so turned on also. They got me on my back and both took turns putting their pussy’s in my face as they took turns sucking on my hardon. My balls were ready to explode as they seem to be working for a peak in their sex fest with me. They made these hungry growling sounds as they attack my hardon. Squeezing, jacking and alternating sucking it.
They kept switching pussy’s and fucking my face, rubbing their clits on my lips. I held their hips and alternated licking their pussy’s as I felt a huge load of cum ready to shoot.
Out it came as they squealed and let it shoot on their faces and in their mouths. They took turns putting my hardon their mouths and taking a shot of cum. My mind went numb.
It was so over the top I just let my hardon shoot until every last shot was on or in them. They played with it and licked and swallowed until it was all gone….
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I woke up. It was morning. Two girls were washing me. I wonder if this was a dream, until….they saw me awake. The both started kissing me and then…..
Jan and Mel held up all the handcuffs, and said:
“You know of course, we are ‘never’ going to let you leave.”…….
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Two girls and a boy are kidnapped, but one of the girls has a big suprise for her kidnapper
What happened to me the other night when I was drunk
My name is Michael Stevens; I am a successful real estate lawyer, married with 2 sons, and 45 years old. I am a better than average looking guy – if I wasn’t I don’t think I would have ever been able to get my wife to start dating me as she is still stunning. I keep in just decent shape with lots of golf, tennis, and plenty of sex with my wife. I don’t have a huge penis, about 7” long but it is pretty thick – my claim to fame is shooting very large thick loads.
My childhood friend Tom, who is a successful Finance lawyer, and I went to law school together. Tom and I have been as close as brothers for most of our lives always living just down the street from one another, until after our law careers began, now we live just a few miles apart with our respective families, Tom has just one daughter Jennie who just turned 16, his only child.
Life is enjoyable and quite comfortable. My family is happy and we have a nice home with a lovely pool and spa, a vacation home in Bermuda, hell even my law practice has a gym, and sauna for the employees. My wife, Kelly, is still very attractive and we have a very active sex life, we even enjoy spending time together watching TV, going out to dinner and the movies, and just laying outside together talking on the hammock.
While I golf with clients, play tennis when I can, and kayak on vacation, I really have only one hobby – masturbation. I masturbate at least once every single day. I fantasize about girls and women I know, that I see on the street, in a store, in a restaurant, or even celebrities. I am active on the internet posting videos of myself cumming on pictures of girls, any girls I find attractive, and have developed a little following of like minded perverts.
I have made a practice of hiring very attractive young ladies as secretaries, paralegals, and associate lawyers for my office, there are a few guys running around as one cannot be too obvious. One great perk about hiring so many sexy young women is the sense of competition that naturally develops. They all want to be the best looking girl in the place, one reason I picked a building that had a gym I could easily upgrade and made it a benefit of working for me, it keeps them all looking good and lets me see them in spandex.
My wife, Kelly, is fine with this as I almost always home by 5:30, and we are almost always rumpling the sheets together before 11. In truth I have never touched another woman since I began dating Kelly. When I do have to travel she and I have phone sex, send naughty pictures and videos back and forth to each other, and she often slips a nice dirty pair of panties into my luggage for me to enjoy cumming on.
She is 5 years younger than me, with black hair and deep blue eyes. She has always had a great body, curvy but firm and small c-cup breasts. Having two kids hasn’t changed a thing about her body; I guess she won the genetic lottery there. For almost our entire relationship we have had sex almost every day. I hope that never changes.
A couple of years ago, shortly after installing a real security camera system with an alarm and fire protection upgrade, I installed hidden wireless cameras throughout the office.
I use these cameras to watch the attractive young ladies who work for me. I can spend an hour at a time watching them bend over filing cabinet drawers, stretch their sore backs as their tits try to burst from their shirts, or try and get a good view up their skirts when the light happens to be in just the right position.
I sit at my desk masturbating as I have the only real office in the building and keep my door closed. I never get tired of spying in the gym and the locker room, good lord do those girls look great.
As I said I have built a successful real estate practice and only deal with particularly large clients myself. The rest deal with lawyer associates or paralegals, leaving me time to oogle and rub one out when I feel like it. I have a secretary who is instructed to ring my intercom before letting anyone into the office, safety first after all.
* * * * * * * * * * *
Now, as I mentioned, my friend Tom has this daughter Jennie. I have watched her develop closely these last 2 or 3 years – masturbating while fantasizing or watching her whenever I get the chance. One particularly naughty thing I enjoy after Christmas every year is shooting a load all over her picture on their Christmas card. I like to think of it as her last gift of the season.
She a tiny little thing about 5’2” or 5’3” tall, 100 pounds soaking wet, she had maybe b-cup breasts that are incredibly firm and perky, darker blonde hair and amazingly lively blue eyes. She was also a natural athlete, running, biking, and tennis were her favorite sports – all of that exercise has made her ass one of the natural wonders of the world.
His family decided to host a small lunch-time BBQ one Saturday before school let out for the summer. A few people were using the pool, we are in South Carolina and it can be easily 80 by June, including young Jennie. I had been watching her in her lovely white bikini for a bit and wondering why bathing suit manufacturers even made suits out of white material. It always seems that, no matter the material just a hint of nipple is visible once it’s wet – well maybe that’s why they do it.
After watching for a bit, I guess Jennie decided to just lie out and sun bathe. There she was, just lying in the sun, nipples erect. Her tummy is just unbelievable, firm and flat. I found it hard to take my eyes off of her – I was getting a raging hard on.
I decided that was it, I had to relieve myself or I was going to go insane. I was going to just go inside to the bathroom right near the back door but it was occupied, so I went down to the bathroom in the hallway by the bedrooms. It was in a more private area of the house but I figured no one would mind, we were close friends.
When I got there things changed a bit, however.
This was Jennie’s bathroom, there was make-up spread all over the counter, and the hairdryer was pink with a daisy floral design. There was also a hamper in the bathroom. Obviously I couldn’t resist checking the hamper for dirty panties. I was not disappointed there was three great pair for me to play with. I found a little cherry red thong, a pair of blue lace satin panties, and an amazing pair of black lacey boy shorts – all size extra-small.
I had also noticed that the bathroom had a window that looked out on the backyard and if I lifted the curtain just a bit I could see Jennie laying there in the sun. She had pulled her knees up with her feet flat on the lounge chair; the fabric on her bikini bottoms was pulled tight against her young and pretty little pussy. I had the lacey boy shorts up to my nose and inhaled her beautiful pungent aroma. Almost without knowing how it happened I had those blue satin panties wrapped around my cock and I was stroking away.
I was dizzy with pleasure, stroking my hard seven inches with those smooth satin panties. She couldn’t have been 20 feet from the window; I could see the outline of the shape of her pussy lips in those slightly damp bikini bottoms. I felt the cum rising in my nuts and suddenly realized I couldn’t risk getting ropes of semen all over her panties.
I dropped the blue panties and aimed for the sink, inhaling deeply from those pungent boy shorts I let loose one of the most intense orgasms I have ever had. Ten long, thick ropes of cum shot across the sink and counter, one even hit the mirror just above the counter. I normally have very large loads, but this was more than I had cum since I was in my twenties.
I used the opportunity to take a couple of nice pictures with my cell phone of Jennie, her panties, and the mess I made – my perverted followers on the internet would like those. Cleaning up took a couple of minutes, which I needed to catch my breath anyway.
When I had given everything a double-check I sprayed a bit of air freshener to go along with my cover story for why I was gone so long – I would say something I ate must not have agreed with me, if anyone asked where I had been.
When I opened the door Jennie was standing in her room with the door only partly closed – buck naked, drying herself off with the towel she had by the pool. I thought I was going to feint as so much blood immediately rushed to my hardening cock.
She looked up and she covered herself up with the towel.
“Uncle Mike,” she said wrapping herself in the towel over her breasts like women do “I’m sorry I didn’t realize anyone was in the bathroom.”
She was smiling and coming towards the door “At least it was you and not one of the clients dad invited over.”
Rather than close the door she opened it and took my hand, I almost came in my pants. But instead of one of the dozens of fantasies I had been having over the last couple of years she just said.
“Come in for a minute I have wanted to ask you a favor.”
She took me inside her room and sat me in her desk chair, while she sat on the bed. Her towel rode up very high on her thighs. Her skin was almost perfect, lightly tanned, like it had been kissed with honey, I had just seen her in her bikini which showed even more leg – but not this close and now she was naked with just this towel.
I regained my composure and asked what this favor she wanted was.
“I decided that I want to be a lawyer, no big surprise I suppose, but I am thinking of real estate law. I was wondering if I could intern at your office all summer, for free of course, I am only 17 and I know you would be doing me a favor and I probably wouldn’t be a whole lot of help – but I am your goddaughter so pleeeease!”
She was just the right mix of adorable and pure oozing sex. I couldn’t resist so I said of course.
“Of course you can no problem at all. I would love to have you around all summer. You can start whenever you like.”
She jumped up and grabbed me in a big hug, I stood up and she pressed up against me in just that towel. She had to have felt the erection up against her, but then again she is probably used to feeling that whenever she hugs a guy.
“That’s so great Uncle Mike! I will be as big a help as I can, and I can’t wait to use your gym!”
All I could think was “Neither can I.”
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That night, after a long day of this unintentional teasing, my wife Kelly got pounded like she hasn’t been for a while. While we were getting ready for bed, I found her at her dresser getting a nighty out for bed – she was just in her panties. I walked up behind her, admiring her fantastic ass, and kissed her gently on the nape of her neck and ran my hand up to her breasts – as she pressed her ass back into my hard cock.
“You are just a stunning woman,” I whispered into her ear “I am going to take you right now, right here.”
“Oh, baby do it to me!” Kelly closed her eyes and reached behind her to feel my hard cock.
I just bent her onto the dresser, pulled her panties to the side and fucked her from behind. I grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled firmly. She moaned like an animal – we hadn’t had this kind of raw lusty fuck in a while and I could tell she was loving it.
“Oh fuck baby you feel so good inside me, give it to me like I’m your little slut.”
“I knew you needed this you dirty little girl.” I said back as I pounded her wet pussy.
When I felt her pussy spasm and felt her wetness flood over my hard cock I couldn’t hold back anymore. I let waves of semen into her pussy – at least as much as I left on Jennie’s bathroom vanity.
We lay on top of each other, still against the dresser, my semi-rigid cock buried in her oozing hole.
“Not that I am complaining, but what was that amazing fuck all about?” Kelly asked.
“You are just too sexy baby; sometimes I just can’t control myself around you.”
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School was out a couple of weeks later and Jennie was due in this morning. I had made arrangements with the office manager, who was also a sexy piece of ass named Susan, for Jennie to get set up. We picked out a desk and talked about what kind of work she was going to handle. When Jennie arrived I greeted her, introduced her to Susan and any other people that were around, got her settled at her desk and returned to my office.
I spent a few days zooming in on her chest while she sat at her desk, and on her ass when she bent over filing cabinets – having a great time masturbating away in my office. One morning, however, I noticed some things were not where I left them in my office. My chair was not right, pens and pictures on my desk were a little off, I couldn’t figure out what was going on. So I decided to check the video.
Zipping through hours of myself masturbating I found what I had been looking for. Little Jennie was apparently pretending to work late and when she was the last one in the office she was sneaking into my office and masturbating on my desk and chair.
The first evening she came into my office, slid gracefully into my chair and pulled her skirt around her waist and slid her fingers into that beautiful bare pussy. Then she pulled the picture of my family closer to her and stared at it while she fingered herself to orgasm.
I thought this must be crazy, was she hot for one of my boys? Last night’s video showed her playing with that same picture but slowly stroking my own face in the photo. She wasn’t hot for my sons, she was hot for me. She was sitting in my chair fingering herself to orgasm while fantasizing about me.
I hadn’t even realized I was stroking my cock watching the video until I was about to burst. I barely had the time to grab the wastepaper basket next to my desk and if I hadn’t pointed straight t into it I have no idea the size of the mess I would have made. I sat there thinking about what to do.
I avoided seeing much of her during the day while I was deciding what to do. Eventually I thought I would leave a note on my keyboard. The note said “I will be back at 6:30 tonight; if you are here we can play together.”
When I arrived at 6:30 I found Jennie nervously pacing my office, when she saw me enter the front door she stopped and brushed her clothes and I saw her lick her lips and then smile.
“Jennie” I said “I had no idea you felt this way. I have been dreaming of you for a few years myself.”
“Uncle Mike, I have always thought you were so handsome and being so close to you all the time now has just made me so hot. How did you know what I have been doing or that it was even me?”
“The security cameras. I noticed things were moved in my office and checked the footage. When I saw you masturbating on my chair I couldn’t control myself. You are just so sexy, and seeing your naked pussy while you masturbated was incredible”
We stood there staring at each other for a few moments, both wondering what to do next. My cock was fully hard, and I could barely stand it anymore.
“I was hoping we could masturbate watching each other, sweetie. I will strip naked if you will and we can both masturbate together.”
“That sounds so dirty and fun, Uncle Mike.”
“Great so why don’t you use the couch and I will pull my chair over and we can start.”
When I turned around to get my chair she was already topless and I had the best view of her stunning, young, firm breasts that I ever did. Light pink areola and hard nipples capped her b-cup breasts. As she reached down to undo her skirt I was drawn to her incredibly firm tummy. Her skirt slid down and revealed a sexy black lace thong and the lacey tops of her stockings. She slid the thong down slowly and I saw her smooth shaved pussy in person for the first time.
The only word that came to mind was perfect.
I asked her to keep her lace stockings on while I stripped down for her. I noticed her never take her eyes off me as I disrobed. Her hand began to slowly rub her slick pussy lips as my fully hard cock was released from my boxers.
“Uncle Mike this feels so incredible, I can’t believe how big you look. I have never seen one before for real.”
“Jennie you are one of the most beautiful sexy little girls I have ever seen.”
We sat there looking over every inch of each other’s bodies. I could smell the sweet odor coming from her rubbing her slick, wet, bare, and as I just learned, virginal pussy. I could barely contain myself; it took an incredible will to hold back.
I saw her eyes close tight, her breathing became labored, and all at once she let out a loud gasp and shook as she came.
It was incredible to watch.
When she recovered and opened her eyes I could see she felt embarrassed so I let myself go over the edge.
“Oh, Jennie. Oh, God” I let a huge stream out and it flew 5 feet onto the floor between us, followed by 10 others landing on the floor and all over myself. I heard her moaning as she watched my orgasm.
When my vision cleared I saw her with her fingers buried inside her pussy shaking as a second orgasm rocker her firm little teen body.
It took us a while to come down from our orgasm induced high. It was Jennie that broke the silence.
“Uncle Mike, I am so glad you found out what I was doing and left me that note. We definitely need to do this more often.”
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Mind controlled Janice and Wayne head out for a meal at an expensive restaurant and have fun under the table.
Continuation – This is a story of how it all began for me at an early age. It starts slow and some chapters have more action then others but honestly, I feel that those are the more interesting ones. I suggest that you read them in order as to fully enjoy them. Please let me know how much you liked them and maybe even how it made you feel. I know it made me all wet writting it and had to stop multiple times for obvious reasons. Please feel free to check out my picture gallery. Enjoy!
A woman of 21 was walking down the almost dark streets of the cities less traveled streets. She had buttock length hair, which would be even longer when it was unbraided. She was a little heavy, but by the way she was built you couldn’t tell that she weighed in at 260. She looked more along the lines of 230. Which on the streets normally gave her an advantage in certain situations. Today instead of her normal outfit of a muscle shirt, sneakers, and slacks, she wore instead a six inch pair of stiletto boots, loose fitting mini skirt, and a tube top. She strolled the streets casually and carefully surveying her surroundings she knew them well but after living on the streets since the age of 14 she had learned that letting your guard down can lead to terrible things. So she didn’t do it very often. She watched has a black van drove past the only windows that could be seen through were the front ones. It looked like a company work van, one where they didn’t want you to see what was in the back so the windows were non-existent. That was the third time it had rolled past. Then a fourth, and then a fifth. On the fifth it stopped at an opening on the curbside. The passenger rolled down his window. He called out to her.
“Hey can you help us find this address we can’t seem to find it.”
“Sure.” She called out and she walked over the van. He handed her the paper on which the address was written. She read the address over, started muttering to herself. Then turned to the man. “This Is on the other side of town.”
The man looked at her wide eyed. “It is? How do we get over there?” She started to give directions to the men when she heard the side door of the van open she had no time to turn around, before a knife was at her throat and a hand was over her mouth. Then she heard a man whisper in her ear. “Do as you told and you wont get hurt.”
The front passenger put his head out the window. “Hurry up boys get her inside we aint got all night. We gotta be back by morning, the boys will be waiting for breakfast.”
One of the other men replied. “Yes sir.” 2 men came in front of her as the man that had the knife to her throat started pulling her back towards the van. The other 2 men helped lift her inside. The door slammed shut as the car lurched forward. One of the men grabbed some rope and tied her feet together tight. The she was rolled on her stomach.
Before he removed the knife from her throat and the hand from her mouth he asked her. “Your not gonna scream are ya cause I really don’t want to have to kill ya.” She nodded, and he removed the knife from her throat and the hand from her mouth. Then he said. “Put your hands behind your back. She hesitated. “NOW!!!!” She did and almost immediately felt the cold steel of hand cuffs and the clicking of them locking in place. Her legs where then brought up and tied to the hand cuffs. She was now hog tied and completely helpless. One by one they cut off each article of clothing, except for the stiletto’s.
One of the men grabbed her braided hair and pulled her head up, and looked her in the eyes and said “Now open wide.” She hesitated. She was disorientated and confused. She had no idea what was happening. “DO IT NOW!!!” He growled at her. She opened her mouth wide and a gag was inserted, then buckled around her head. Then he looked her over. “Well pretty thing your not going to need these anymore. At least not until we sell you.” Then him and the other 2 men in the back of the van began laughing, as the man slid her glasses from her face. “You have a long ride ahead of you hunny night night.” Then a damp clothe was placed over her nose and within seconds she was knocked out cold.
The men talked amongst themselves through the 5hr drive to their place. The man in the front passenger seat opened a small window to the back. “Hey boys we’re almost there finish getting her ready.”
One of the men said “Ok boss. Will do.” It was a little hard getting the full leather hood on, since she was knocked out. The hood was designed for the mouth to be open, but have the eyes and ears covered when wanted. When they put the hood on only the leather blind folds were still in place. The van came to a stop, and the side door slid open. It took all 5 men to get her out of the van.
“Ok boys into the barn.”
“Yes, sir.” The other 4 replied.
They had brought her to what appeared to be a ranch. With many acres of land. The 5 men carried her into the barn and around into a stall. There in the floor there was a pole that came out of the floor. It looked almost like a bird perch, and the height could be adjusted if needed. On the floor there were O bolts in the floor about 8 feet apart with chains attached to each one. About 12 feet in front of the pole in the ground was another O bolt with a chain attached.
“Put her on the floor. Fred go get the cuffs.”
“Yes, sir.” Fred said and ran off to get them.
“Ok we need to start untying her, get her stood up and bent over the pole.” The men did as they we’re told with much ease almost as if they had done this before. They were bending her over the pole as Fred arrived. Fred rushed in and began placing the leather cuffs one on each ankle and one on each wrist and as each was placed another would step in and lock it onto the chain till all were attached. The chains were still lose at this point, they wanted to see her fight as they stretched her out and at the same time telling her what was going to become of her pretty body. “Ok. Bring out the smelling salts we only have a few more hours before they boys wake up and want their breakfast.” Said the man in charge with a giant grin, looking the hung woman’s naked body over. Fred brought in the smelling salts and put them under her nose. She jerked up, or at least tried because she couldn’t go far with her hands chained to the floor. She couldn’t see anything, she tried talking but her mouth was full of a knotted rope gag. Then she started fighting the bonds in which held her, screaming through the gag. The guy in charge came up behind her, grabbed her under her chin and pulled her into him. “Now hun you really don’t want to hurt yourself. Be quite and still and listen and then you will learn.” He said to her. Then he turned to the others “Tighten the chains take them as far as you can without seriously injuring our guest. We do want her to be able to play later this morning.” “
Yes, sir.” One of the men replied. He stepped in front of the woman and grabbed the chains and began to pull. The man let go of her chin and laughed as he watched her scream and thrash about. The man pulling on the chain pulled till her hands were within 4in of the ground in a diagonal position and locked it in place. Which left her nice round ass high in the air.
“Ok boys we need to spread her legs too. They’ll want a good look at what they’ll be able to have.” She couldn’t protest at this point since they pulled both legs apart at the same time. They spread her legs wide, till she thought they would break off her body and then the pulling stopped. The men locked the chains in position and then raised the bar in which they had bent her over till it hit her hips. “There we go all ready now. I can’t have you on the floor before they see you.” The man in charge said. Then she felt him rubbing himself against her ass, his cock getting hard. Then she hears. “Hmmm. What ya think boys should we take her for a spin?”
She heard all 4 say in unisons “Yes.”
“I get her first as always.”
“We know boss.”
“Good.” The man grabbed her hair and pulled her head up, and said “Your going to take my cock and your going to the whole thing which ever hole I put it in even if I have to force it. She heard the unbuckling of a belt then the zipper of pants. The gag was removed from her mouth and before she had time to catch her breath a huge swollen cock was forced inside. “Suck on it bitch get me nice and hard so I can take that sweet tight ass of yours.” She started sucking but it wasn’t enough for him so he stepped forward as close as he could get. Then he grabbed a bigger chunk of her hair slammed his hips up as he forced her head down. She heard him moan as she gagged over and over again. He had forced it into her throat. She didn’t think any man could get that big. He was all the way down her throat. She didn’t know it but that man was 14 ½ inches and a little thicker then a beer can. He started throat fucking her hard, letting her gag repeatedly for minutes, forcing her head to stay in place. After 2 or 3 minutes of throat fucking he’d let her up for a small intake of air and then force her down again. Laughing at her as he listened to her gag. “Good little bitch. You’ll take this cock 5 times a day if not more and your gonna like it.” She kept gagging as he forcibly throat fucked her hard. “MMMMMMM. Good little whore I’m nice and hard now and your bent over, ass waiting for my big cock to take it.” He said with his cock still down her throat. He pulled out of her mouth, and walked around behind her. “I’m gonna love this aint I sweety. Your ass never been taken?” The woman couldn’t speak she just shook her head. “Good cause I’m gonna love to hear the scream.” She could feel him rubbing the head of his cock up and down her ass crack but all she could do was pant after having been forced to gag for so long on his huge cock. There was little warning as he lined the head of his cock up with her ass hole and thrust it in. She screamed a blood curtailing scream, as he force his entire 14 ½ inches inside her in one thrust. She began crying as he fucked her ass harder and harder. “Be a good little whore a take it all. Take it all you little bitch.” The more she screamed and cried the harder and faster he fucked her. “MMMMM. I think I could get used to you, bitch. You can take my entire shaft in your ass and mouth. MMMMMMMM.” Then she heard him moan and could feel him shoot is load deep inside her ass. “Mmm. Yes baby just the way I like it.” He kept pumping his hips till all his cum had been released and he had shrunk down. “She’s all yours boys.” He said. Then whack. There was a sharp stinging on her ass. The man had hit her with a riding crop.
Then she could hear the other 4 fighting over her. They finally agreed that 2 could fuck her at a time. One in the mouth and one in the pussy or ass which ever they prefer. She could hear them striping then she felt a man rubbing his man hood up and down her slits. As if deciding which one he wanted. All of a sudden her head was pulled up by her hair. She opened her mouth there was no point in fighting at this point she was completely and utterly helpless and out number 4 to 1 maybe 5 to 1. The guy forced his cock down her throat causing her to gag he held her there. “Ah. That feels so good. The constricting of your throat around my hard shaft. MMMMMM. Nice.”
The guy behind her decided it would be nice to take her ass too. She could feel the head of his cock on her ass hole. He said. “Make her gag really hard well I force it in and keep her gagging the entire time man. I love listening to them gag on cock well I fuck their ass and I love the feel when the ass constricts with every gag.”
“Ready?“
The other guys says. “Yeah.”
And then he forced her head far down on his cock as far as he could. And the other guy forced his cock in her ass as she started gagging. They got a rhythm going one fucking her throat almost never letting her breathe but keeping her constantly gagging for the guy fucking her ass. The guy fucking her ass was fucking her hard and deep. So hard that her hips hurt from hitting the bars that kept her from kneeling, laying, or sitting. The guy throat fucking her says “Freddy you almost ready to cum because I’m about to shoot a huge load down her throat.”
“Yeah, man.”
“Good.” He forced his cock farther down her throat causing her to gag more and more till he shot a huge wad down her throat. She could feel it dripping down. At the same time the other guy shot his load deep in her ass. The process was repeated except this time it was her throat and pussy that was being fucked. All she could feel was terror when the abuse was over.
What will happen to me next she thought. They had left the gag from her mouth she remained quite out of fear. The hood was still in place and she was in total darkness. She heard a bell ring several times. Shortly afterwards the shuffling of feet. Then she heard the man that had raped her first say. “Ok boys. We have a new mare just inside that stall. Take a looksy and if you like. she’s yours along with any of the other studs on this property that want her.”
The boys came rushing into the stall in which she was tied and hooded. Hands started groping and feeling her, being stuck inside her. “We wanna keep her. She’s pertty. We can all take her before we eat right?
“Yes you can. Just now I have to explain somethings to her before ya’ll get started k?”
“Yes, sir.” They replied.
“Girl I know you can’t see me but you can hear me. You are now the property of The VTP Stud Ranch. You will be fucked by whom ever wants to and any of the clients studs, that have paid to have their studs fuck woman on this farm. You will get my stable hands twice a day. Its part of their pay. This morning after they are done with you I have several clients that their studs need a good fucking. If you survive this first round this morning come afternoon you shall be branded and made up to our preferences’. Ok boys she’s all yours and remember you know which horses need the fucking when all of ya are done right.”
They nodded their heads.
“Good now get along get what needs to be done before morning meal done before bell toll.”
There were 20 guys that fucked her that morning 2 at a time each depositing their cum inside her. She got a hard fucking, ass and pussy sore, throat raw from cock being forced in and out of it. Her ass and pussy dripped cum. Then she heard the clip clop of horse hooves. She felt its hot breathe on her ass and pussy as it sniffed her. Then it mounted her. Its huge member searching for a hole and as it found one she began to scream. “NNNNOOOO!!!! Please don’t do this to me. Please.” she began crying. Then the horses huge member found a hole. The horse thrust is 17 inches and very huge girth deep into her ass. She cried out in pain. The horse thrust harder and harder, faster and faster. It forced its entire cock into her. She felt as if his huge member would come out her mouth. The stud humped her faster and harder, pawing her back and leaving hoof size bruises. It seemed to go on for ever. Till finally she felt his throbbing cock pulsate and start to shoot wad after wad of cum till it gushed around his cock and out onto the floor. After he shrank he dismounted her and walked off.
She let out a sigh. Thinking it was all over for now, but she was wrong. In came another horse he to mounted her. This time the stallions huge member found her pussy. He thrust in and out, in and out, faster and faster. With each thrust his member hit her clit. She tried at first to ignore it. She didn’t like what they were forcing her to do and become, but she was overcome by the pleasure. Before the stud could shot its wad she let herself orgasm 6 times. Her 7th came when the young stud himself started shooting his wad inside her. His semen was to much for her small pussy cavity to hold and it soon gushed around his throbbing member which was still shooting off its load. Then the horse dismounted and was gone.
One of the stable hands entered the stall and said “Open wide.” She opened her mouth and a rubber gag was inserted, it was then buckled behind her head, and then the rubber gag started getting bigger. It was being inflated. The man inflated it to the point where she almost started gagging on it. Then the hearing sensory deprivation device went on and every thing now seemed hopeless.
She had no idea how long she had been left in the stall. All sense of time was lost. She didn’t know what was going on. Then she felt a hand on each side of her hips. She could feel a huge cock head being rubbed up and down her slits and then pushed into her ass. It slid in a lot easier this time as her ass was still dripping cum. She could feel the mans cock throbbing and he got more forceful with every thrust. As if trying to plunge is dick deeper inside her. Then she felt him pull out and jumped at the surprise of hot semen being shot on her hack.
A collar was then placed around her neck, her feet were the first to be untied, then her wrist. She slowly straightened up. Still in her six inch stiletto’s she didn’t want to fall over. Some one grabbed her hair and also the collar and pulled her along. She stepped carefully as she was still blindfolded and she couldn’t hear either. They stopped and she was forced to her knees., and bent over. Her hands where tied down to a lower rail and her collar was tied to a rail just above that one. Her feet were then tied together.
From the outside view, the woman was tied to a fence her huge breast hanging free, her ass out. Near by there was a bed of hot coal with an iron rod sticking out of the coals. One of the men puts on a heavy duty glove grabs the iron rod out of the hot coals and you can she that they are about to brand her like they would a cow or horse. As the man places the hot branding iron on her hip she jumps, but its mark is permanently burnt into her skin. Then another guy walks up with piercing equipment and begins to pierce each nipple placing a ring in each one. As each one goes in a 5lb weight is snapped on. The woman is quivering in pain, and you can tell that the men are enjoying it way too much. The man that pierced the nipples slapped her tits causing the weights to sway back and forth. She woman is now beyond quivering, she is shaking. They finally take the entire hood off of her. Then they untie her feet and take off her boots. Then they untie her from the fence and pull her to her feet. Her knees are weak but they force her to hold her footing. She looks down at the ground and tears streak down her cheeks. They lead her to an old thick oak tree, where chains hang from one of the thick branches. They tie her hands to the chains and hoist her slowly up off the ground, till her feet are a good 6 inches off the ground. The weights still attached to the nipple rings. She was shaking and crying from pain and the swinging made it worse. She looked up at her hands and then hung her head. A man came up behind her and in his hand was a riding crop. He brought it back and with a hard swing, smacked her across the back with it. Her head shot up and back and she let out a loud scream. Her body swinging back and forth more. From the look on her face you could tell the pain was becoming unbearable.
The man in charge walk up and stood in front of her. “Scream all you want. The nearest house from here is 100 miles away. There’s no one here but us to hear your screams and we love hearing them.”
The man behind her with the riding crop smacked her back even harder the second time. She screamed again and began crying hard. She was swinging faster now the weights on her nipples swinging along with her, causing her great pain. She hung her head again, crying hard. The man with the riding crop walked off and she was left to hang.
Some time later she was lowered from the tree and lead to a fence. She was forced to bend over, then they tied her hands to one of the lower rails.. Spread her feet apart and tied them to the posts. The weights were left to free hang and caused her great pain.
Then the man in charge walk up in front of her, grabbed her hair and pulled her head up. “Open wide.” he says. She opened her mouth. “Good girl.” He guided his cock into her mouth and then he forced it down her throat. She started gagging over and over again. She couldn’t breathe and he wouldn’t let her. He fucked her throat fast and hard. Laughing at her as she gagged. “MMMMM. Baby that feels so good.” he pulled out long enough for her to get a gulp of air and then his cock went straight back down her throat. “I love the feel of the constriction of your throat around my cock every time you gag. Keep taking. Take it all bitch. Take it all.” He became rougher and rougher as he throat fucked her. Letting her get less and less air as he forced his dick down her throat. She couldn’t stop gagging on his huge member. “MMMM. Here it comes bitch. Take my wad and swallow it all.” He thrust harder and deeper as he moaned well he released his wad down her throat. “MMMMM. So good.” He continued to thrust till his cock shrunk. “Get her in the barn. Set her up for the next round.”
“Ok.” A man came up behind her. He untied he feet from the posts and then her hands from the rail. Grabbed her by the hair and dragged her into the barn, to the stall which she knew she had been in but never seen. She took a good look at the stall before she was forced to bend over the pole near the rear of the stall.One of the other stable boys came in and tied her hands in place, well another 2 spread her legs apart and tied them in place. She began crying again. She knew what was going to happen, and she didn’t want it.
The man in charge came into the stall. “Your lucky hunny. Normally you’d have to take the stable hands twice a day like I told you earlier but its getting late and we have a huge order to fill.” He began laughing “Set up the camera’s boys, gag her good, then bring in Charely. Make sure to close the stall door behind you and then lock it.”
“Yes, sir.” the stable hands replied. They began rushing about setting up camera’s, and they forced the inflatable gag into her mouth. Then there was the sound of heavy hoof falls. She looked between her legs to see the hoofs and legs of a large draft horse behind her. She watched as the stall door slammed shut and she was left with the behemoth, for the night.
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Harry’s penchant for keeping secrets gets him in trouble again. Hermione begins planning Ron’s birthday present with a friend from long ago.
Harry finds his curse much easier to handle with an extra pair of hands, its just finding the time that is becoming the problem
“Me daddy, me. I’m your fucking little whore! My god your cock feels so good my pussy!”
A new day. It was a sunny day so Ari and Azura decided to go to the beach to get a tan. The city’s biggest beach was in front of the mighty city’s boulevard. When the two arrived it was quite crowded so they walked along the shoreline to find a spot to lay down. Sunbathing wasn’t the only activity going on they saw. Many shemales were receiving blowjobs and likewise the same amount of pussies were being licked. Pussies were pounded and assholes received delivery from outside too. Now if that didn’t get the girls itching genitals it was a girl in front of them who did. She had brought her dog with her and with no shame at all he was fucking her wild on public display.
Ari giggled when Azura’s penis got stiff. She bent over and kissed the top. “Welcome back my dear!” Azura smacked Ari’s ass: “Thanks!” The girls laid down on the sand. They had a good view of the dogfucking girl. This made both young women hot as hell. Ari climbed over Azura’s face and put her pussy over Azura’s mouth. “Lick! Now!” Ari ordered. Azura started lapping furiously while Ari bent over, taking the tip of Azura’s hard cock in her mouth. Feeling the new sensation Azura pushed her dick in Ari’s throat. That place felt like heaven to park a cock. She kept pushing until the tip of her dick almost reached Ari’s stomach. This meant her balls were near the latter’s lips. Ari seized the opportunity and started to massage them while her own pussy was being licked. Azura came first. Big spurts of semen filled Ari’s belly. If she was hungry before she definitely wasn’t now! A minute later Ari orgasmed too and Azura eagerly slurped up the fresh pussy juice.
A moment later the girls again attempted to relax and laid down again. “Oh shit I forgot the sunblock!” “Don’t worry,” said Azura, “I got one”. With that she started masturbating and soon covered Ari with a layer of cum. She massaged it all over her breasts, her body and her arms and legs. Laughing Ari said: “Silly you! Now I have to clean up first!” So Ari walked to the ocean, leaving a trail of semen behind.
She dived into the warm ocean. Azura’s semen became a white cloud in the blue water. A school of garra rufa-like fish appeared and swam around to take a look. They were small sleek brown fishes, not longer than two centimeters. The school decided the cloud was food and sped up into it to eat. There was some sperm left on Ari her body, and about half of the school swam up to her. They started nibbling all over her body. To Ari this felt very sensual, feeling small mouths caressing her. The fish soon found her sensitive spots. Three fish started working on her left nipple. Soon five joined their colleagues on her right nipple. These unknown stimulations were very pleasurable to Ari.
One curious fish had the courage to dive deeper and attached itself to Ari’s clit. This has two results. One was that it drove Ari over the edge, giving her her second orgasm that day. The second was that while being underwater she just had to scream out, which meant she was out of air. She had been floating underwater for a while now and unknown to her she had drifted quite offshore now. She was trapped, far underwater. Well, if she had to die, it was a nice way to do so. Her mouth started to fill with water. But, instead of drowning, she found herself breathing like she was used to do. Ari could breathe underwater! She didn’t have much time to be grateful for that. There was a reason why Ari had drifted away. A thunderstorm had been developing and while Ari was underwater it created strong winds which made the sea move. You could guess the beach was empty now. Ari couldn’t swim back either. The fish were gone so she was alone 10 meters below sea level moving towards the big dark ocean again.
The sea circled around her, taking her deeper and deeper downwards. While she was getting used to her new-found ability, she also struggled to orientate. She tumbled further and further away of the sea surface. She became a bit frightened when she heard a high-pitched squeal. Again she heard it. It was like someone was singing to her. The sound was familiar too, she thought.
The maelstrom around her luckily had faded away. Now Ari wanted to find out what had caused the strange squeal. The sea surrounding her was darker than just below sea level. So it was quite hard to recognize any objects. She looked around but saw nothing. So she looked around to behold her surroundings. All around her it was dark blue. No ocean floor could be seen. Above her she could only see a light blueish color where the surface must have been.
Suddenly she heard the noise again. Now she recognized it. It was the sound whales made. And indeed, a big form drifted into view. It appeared to be a blue whale, the biggest creature that ever lived on the planet. It seemed it had spotted her already, because it came closer. Now more details could be seen. Its head came into view with the baleens in front of its mouth. Behind it its massive body came into view with the small dorsal fin and the last piece was the tail. But what shocked Ari the most, was its size. It looked to be something like 40 meters, as big as a flat. But its behavior was calm so she relaxed while the whale swam underneath her. It drifted away in the darkness.
Ari didn’t feel entirely comfortable in the deep so she set off to the surface. She swam towards the light above her. Somehow it had something spooky: being naked and alone in the dark sea. She was delighted when the sun could clearly be seen underwater and the water temperature rose. It became even better when she felt her head leave the water. She gasped with relief. Although the shore was not to be found, she felt it was a relief to have at least some fresh air around her. She thought that she could use the sun for orientation and then, well, she would see where she would go.
Out of nowhere came a big noise of splashing water. ‘What the fuck was that?’ Ari thought. Turning around she saw it was the whale she saw earlier coming up for fresh air. In the distance, some hundred meters away, it let out a fountain of water from its blowhole. It continued to drift on the surface, slowly coming towards Ari.
Then it dived underwater again. Slowly it sunk away. But when Ari thought it had disappeared, she suddenly felt something under her feet. Did she see a dorsal fin in front of her? Yes it goddamn was one. The whale had dived just under the surface and now the redhead stood on it. It slowly moved upwards. Ari was lifted from the water and fell on its back. What was it going to do? She could no nothing but holding on, laying flat with her belly and her boobs on the rough surface of the whale’s back.
It started swimming again but while Ari thought it would dive again, it stayed at the surface and slowly swam away. It almost behaved like a boat. ‘This is not scary at all. It’s like I’m on a cruise’ the girl thought. She moved up on hands and feet and crawled over the whale. It was really going slow, so she carefully attempted to stand up. Now she could see how big the whale actually was. In front, the viewable part of the whale ended where his head was. It’s eyes were underwater, only the blowhole was visible. In the back, it’s tail gracefully moved slightly up and down the provide the thrust needed to calmly travel further. The whale’s body moved up and down a bit, but Ari could walk around.
‘What the fuck is this. I’m walking on the back of a whale and it just lets me. Why would it do that?’ Ari wondered. She decided to make the best of it. She laid down to relax, and maybe get a tan.
Her memory started to drift away to the animals she had fucked earlier. ‘Mmm Azura’s robot horse was definitely a good fuck. I wish I could go back…’ Unknowingly her hand found her pussy and she slowly started to finger herself. In and out her fingers went, caressing her insides and clitoris. She couldn’t stop thinking of the giant horse cock she had earlier. An orgasm seemed inescapable.
But then the whale jumped out of the water. ‘God damnit what is this!?’ Ari woke up from her daydreaming. She was launched in the air. While the whale dived under water for the first time it had carried her, Ari landed with a splash in the water. She sank underwater and saw the whale again. It now swam right over her. It’s massive body blocked the sun from Ari’s view. And there was something else that came into her eye. It hang from the whale’s sheath, was 5 meters long, thick as a big tube and confirmed the whale was male. It was his giant erect dick.
“You want a reward big boy? That can be arranged” Ari spoke, knowing that the whale couldn’t react anyway. When the massive cock hovered above her, Ari grabbed it by putting her arms around it. It was so big her fingers could barely touch each other on the other side. Ari tried to wrestle herself around it. She managed to climb on it, so her body was positioned between the whale’s torso and the free-hanging cetacean penis.
Now how to fuck a enormous whale? Ari decided to start grinding first. She grabbed the penis at its flanks and pushed her pussy on the organ. The contact of her clit with the giant cock sent a pulse through her body. Then she started humping. With her arms and legs firmly around the penis she grinded her tits and cunt along and against the whale’s tool. It was so erotic. Never had she thought that she would have to fuck a dick that was more than two times as big as her. ‘Ah, ah, aaah’ the feeling was so intense. ‘Hmmm I love you big free willy’ and she kissed his dick. At the same time she felt a familiar feeling in her loins. Her first orgasm hit her while she was humping the whale furiously. She collapsed on the penis but managed to hold on.
Being the horny beast she had became, Ari was soon in for lap two. This time she would be a bit more daring. It was unfair to let the whale not come too, she thought. So she climbed along the penis to it’s tip. Can you imagine a girl climbing a tick like it is a pole? She reached the tip. It was pointy with a big hole in the middle. She could easily stick a finger in it. Maybe even her whole arm. So she pointed her hand at the entrance and started pushing in. But then the whale shocked. It didn’t seem to like it so Ari pulled out as fast as she could.
Then a naughty idea came into her mind. Ari turned around. She put her feet along the shaft and as far as was possible she grabbed the penis with her hands. Going through her knees she was able to set her pussy up right at the tip. She pushed down. Slightly the enormous cock started to enter her. ‘Ooooh yes you are even better than that bloody horse’ she screamed into the sea. ‘Fuck me!’ She pushed down hard and managed to push an impressive 40 centimeters inside her. She couldn’t go further because the penis was too wide after that. But it was impossible to hold on. She had to let the penis go. ‘Fuck…’
Ari did not have to fear that it would slip out. Suddenly the sea once more acted like it was a person. As if many hands suddenly grabbed her, she found herself being impaled on the whale by an unseen force. She was now pushing in and out, not even by herself. ‘Oh yes, oh yes, OH YES!’ It stretched her to the max, but she didn’t care. The eighteen-year old was in heaven. Soon she felt a second orgasm coming. ‘Aaaaaaaaah!’ she screamed without any shame. ‘Ugh oooh yeeeaaahh….’ Then she felt the cock in her shivering. It seemed the whale was to come too. And there came a massive flood. The whale’s seed spurted out with an incredible speed. And it wasn’t the least that came out. Ari was launched by a powerful jet stream of semen. She was covered in a white cloud now, containing millions of what could had become young whales.
Swimming through it to reach clear water was a strange feeling. The slimy semen felt foreign on her body, but erotic at the same time. When Ari swam out of it, the whale already was out of sight. So she swam to the surface, to find a way to recover from this great fuck. When she emerged from the sea, she saw an island at the horizon. So she set off to it, ready for new adventures to come.
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Although it seems far into the story, this is part one. If anyone is interested in how the story began/prequels i would be happy to oblige
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