SCREAM!!!!!
…ohhhh I looked at him……..
How my little sister helped me out one morning.
Posted on Craigslist looking for a daddy.
I had no idea what would happen when I asked Dad to stop at the next rest area.
I love my boyfriend; the dark chest hair that sprawls easy across his chest. His hands, enormous and bronzed on the back side. He is a man’s man. Unemotional and logic based. Good with his hands, short with his words, yet over time I have come to appreciate that he is also very sweet spirited and intelligent. Sometimes goofy, always hilarious, he has a frat boy sense of humor (and we have had numerous arguments about his sexist viewpoints), he can be obnoxious and insensitive, at times rude, uncultured – what my friends call “an asshole” – but when he looks at me, late at night when we are alone, the glow from our television illuminating his face, our legs tangled in each other, safe in the bed sheets … I know that he loves me beyond what he can put into words. It seeps from his eyes, pleading a language I can’t decipher, his eyes burn gold housing the embers of all his memories, his chest fills with….a softness he has never put into words. That look. Means more than any “I love you” ever could.
I put my hand on his chest. I never know what to say when he looks at me that way.
“Babbyyyy.” I swoon and whimper, quite overwhelmed.
He grabs my tiny wrist, perched on his collar bone.
“Turn over.” His voice husky.
My stomach flips with excitement and I lie down on my belly, spreading our comforter out of the way. I feel his fingertips trace my sides, slow and even along the sides of my delicate waist. His hands tug at my leggings, his hands pull on handfuls of my ass. I can hear him whispering to himself, then to me.
“Spread your legs.”
I do as I’m told right away and before I could even finish the movement, his hand is hard between my legs, pressing on my labia through my panties.
“I said, spread your legs.” He says snatching up a fist full of my hair. I gasp, his grip on my pussy increasing. I’m wet, he knows.
“You wet for Daddy?”
I say nothing. Words caught in my throat.
“Hmm baby, you wet for your Daddy?”
He shakes my head “yes” for me using the hair wrapped in his palms. I’m released. I exhale face down into the pillow. I can feel him snatching my leggings off, roughly, quickly, tossing my legs about. I feel his body weight on mine, the pleasure of his hard dick against me. His heartbeat pounding into my back, his mouth just centimeters from my ear.
“Who’s is this?” His fingers roughly working my panties out of the way, sliding along the folds of my pussy, teasing the entry with pressure. I whimper, overwhelmed once more.
“Babbyyyy.” Is all I can manage.
“Who’s is this? Who does this belong to?” His voice more earnest now. I can feel moisture leaking from his boxers, the firm head of his manhood twitching near my opening, his hands in the way. I’m squirming with arousal now, my face hot, his scruffy face passes against mine, frustrated with my silence.
He snatches me up onto my knees by my waist, reaching to grab my heavy breast dangling underneath my t-shirt. He pulls the nipple hard, stretching until I cry out. Amplified by the hard smack on my ass, which rocks through by body, he nearly knocks me forward onto my face. Again, again, each smack harder than the last, my ass is hot, burning from somewhere just underneath the skin.
“I’m not going to ask you again. Who’s. pussy. is. this?” each word punctuated with a smack on the ass. The floodgates open.
“Your’s Daddy, this pussy is yours baby, I want you so bad.” I’m writhing as I moan the words.
“Good girl.” I hear him moan, taking himself out of his boxers, running the head of his fat dick up and down my pussy, massaging in hard circles over my clit, tapping his dick all along my inner thighs and stinging ass cheeks. His erection feels like heaven sliding over my skin.
“You want this dick?”
“Yes, Daddy”
“Say you want this dick.”
“I want this dick daddy, I want your dick.”
“Beg, slut”
I’m gone. I don’t even know what I’m saying it’s rolling out in tongues.
“Please Daddy, please give me the dick, please fuck your slut Daddy, I need it. Please, please, please, I need your dick inside, me I need to feel you right now…. Please Daddy, please give me the dick, I’ll do anything, ple-“
He slams himself inside of me from behind. A deep rumbling moan from his chest, our fingers interlock into the mattress and he wraps his entire arm around my body, cradling me at my middle, pounding me from behind. All I feel is pleasure, all I hear are his grunts, his nuts against my pussy, rocking my cervix.
Under his breath, “Fucking bitch….nasty little slut…fucking love you” more indistinguishable noises and words, his body all over mine. The intensity swells, so wet I can feel the slickness in my thighs and ass crack. He’s gone into meditation with this pussy, stroking at a consistent furious pace. He doesn’t make much noise, I gauge his pleasure by his rhythm, his tightening muscles, his breathing. Right now, all of him is stone.
His fingers lock harder around mine, he fucks me harder, deeper. I can’t take him pounding deep on my cervix any longer.
“Daddy, it huuuurrrts.”
A rush of heavy breathing from him, his grip tightens around my waist, he slams himself into me now, no regard, I’m not even sure he can hear me. My legs are about to give out.
“Daddy, I can’t take anymore, it hurts, please stop, please –“ I’m whining, crying. Pleading.
He moans, “Baby girl, hold on, be a good girl, hold on please. Daddy’s gonna cum soon…you’re gonna make me come baby girl.”
It’s intense now, my pain, his vicious stroke, his entire body rigid, my wetness obscene, I’ve gone limp and silent, submissive, accepting he isn’t going to stop and this sends him over the edge.
He sears through my entire body, cumming with the force of a hurricane, he speaks in rumbling thunder “I’m about to cum, I’m about to cu-“ The final strokes are pure ecstasy. I feel nothing but him, and him nothing but me, he waits until the very last moment, before snatching himself out of me, panting and growling with animal heat and cumming in streams all over my pussy and inner thighs. Claiming me once more as his own. Only his. Always his.
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Draco Malfoy and his gang take advantage of Hermione on the train while Harry and Ron lay unconscious and unable to help
A mother and daughter on a scientific expedition in the Amazon rain forest are captured by an Amazon tribe and become sexual play things.
Peter is looking back on his life, one happy memory from his childhood always springs to mind first!
What the hell is goin on?
Note: This is a continuation of “Water Park Love” and I have posted this story already and it got deleted so if it appears twice, sorry.
The rest of our beach vacation was filled with sex, sex, food, and more sex. Our families were amazed at how well we were getting along and swore we could have known each other before all of this happened.
Mark and I were getting more into Public Sex, it made us both feel so much more alive and the passion of it was amazing. We did it on the beach, in a convenient store bathroom, behind a dumpster in broad daylight, and my personal favorite, a dressing room. This is my favorite because as he had me pushed against a wall with his cock buried in my ass, the store clerk asked if everything was alright and Mark, god bless him, said “Everything’s fine, it’s just that this is a little tight” I almost dies laughing.
So anyways, on the last day, as I was getting into the car, he called me into the house because I “forgot” my IPod. As our parents were outside and I came in and said “Um I have my iPod right here” and he said “Let me play you a song” and he grabbed me by the ass and pulled me onto the bed and kissed me passionately, as he was reaching for my belt the front door opened. “Dammit” I moaned. I got up kissed him, we exchanged “I Love You’s” one more kiss, and I was gone.
On the way home, I kept having the most amazing dreams; I mean it was only what? Like a seven hour drive? I had dreams that we grew old together, adopted some kids, and lived the rest of our life traveling the world; little did I know what I was in store for.
When I got home I went to my bed, crashed out, and slept well into the afternoon of the next day. During that sleep I had a million more dreams, and when I woke up, my underwear was dripping with cum and god knows what else. I got up and washed off.
In the Shower I kept thinking of meeting Mark, our trips, the fight, and the reuniting at the beach and having amazing times. Through all these thoughts something occurred to me. I had to be the luckiest man alive. I mean I found this Adonis at the water park, with his amazing tan and fucking hot pecks, plus his muscular man boobs, I mean yum. Then when my “lucky” mind ran to his perfect cock, my dick sprung to full attention.
What do you do with a hard dick and amazing memories, what every man is born to do, jack off. I began to stroke my cock and kept letting these entire memories flood into my mind. I began to pump faster and faster and before I knew it, cum was spewing out of my dick.
I got out of the shower and dried off. I went to get food when I found my mother, who is usually at work, sitting at the kitchen table with a frown and furrowed eyebrows. Oh shit. What now. I slowly approached the table and sat down. She looked pissed. “I have a bone to pick with you young man. WHAT DID I DO?? She slid an envelope across the table with my school districts logo on it. I gulped. I had absolutely no idea what was going on.
A million thoughts flashed into my mind. Was this about the tests I cheated on? I thought I was sly! “Don’t worry about it Jeremy, I took the liberty of opening the envelope my self. I slid a piece of paper wrapped around two pieces of thicker paper. “HOW THE FUCK COULD YOU JEREMY?!” she screamed. I opened the paper and began to read. This is what I saw:
Jeremy,
Sorry to put on a show. I wanted to freak you out. PAYBACK! So anyways, as you know, there are three weeks left before summer break ends, and you are going to be a senior!!!! Your Father and I are so proud of you Jeremy! You have no idea. Onto the point, I took the liberty of calling Trish (Marks mom) and told her what I am planning. She said absolutely, that Marks calendar was free and that it would be up to you to tell him. You and Mark have hit it off so well and I wanted to give you a trip since your good friends. I’m sure I am not making any sense, but you leave tomorrow. Leave where you may ask. You are leaving on a trip around the world for the next two and a half weeks!!! You leave tomorrow for Belize, which you will be staying in for four days. Then you will be off to Spain, staying at the same place your father and I did, for three days. Then you will be off the France for four days, then onto Britain for four days. The remainder of your trip you will spend in South Africa!!!!! Mark I am sure your thinking this is strange and are not prepared for this, but you have the rest of today to shop!! ( Go to your wallet for the money). Have fun and you Father and I love you and are so proud! Be fun and safe!!!
XOXOXOXOXO Mom and dad
P.S Be careful Jer Jer, you and mark are cute kids and those Frenchies are weird
P.P.S Mark is allergic to Latex, so don’t get that around him
At that last part, I almost died laughing. I looked at her to see her beaming. “Sorry I had to scare you, but I thought it was funny. I started bawling. I love my parents so much. I literally jumped across the table and hugged the shit out of her. “THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!!!” I screamed. I ran to my room , put on my shoes and grabbed my keys. I opened my wallet and counted 45 100’s, or $4500. God they are eccentric, I thought. I raced to my Suburban and sped to the mall. I bought the whole place.
I got swim suits, jeans, shorts, shirts, sweatshirts (I didn’t know the weather). I got books about the countries, culture books, and a Canon t2i to document the experience. I then got a ton of traveling stuff. As I was walking out I walked past a swimming store and saw something for the both of us. The skimpiest, sexiest, Speedo’s I have every seen. I got a blue and red one, one for me, and one for my man.
As I sped home, I picked up my phone and called Mark. “Hey babe” he said. “MARK MARK MARK MARK MARK!!!” I screamed. “WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT?!?!?” he said sarcastically. “YOU KNOW WHAT!” I said. “Um no I don’t” then it hit me that I had to tell him. I then shouted at him what was going on and the phone dropped and I heard running, then shouting I love you’s at his parents, and then repacking up the phone “I LOVE YOU AND YOUR PARENTS!!! He shouted. “BABE I GOT TO GO SHOP!!” he said. “LOVE YOU!” we both said at the same time.
When I got home and packed everything, taking special attention to my camera and stupidly shooting pictures of my parents and me as “Pre-Trip” photos, I went to bed, but really did not sleep. I kept dreaming about the trip and all the amazing things we would do.
The next morning I sprung out of bed and showered. In the shower I got as clean as possible. I then put clothes on and threw my stuff into the back of my car, I then put my camera into the trunk. I wasn’t forgetting anything. It was 2:45 AM and the flight was at 5 AM. My parents came out and kissed me and we said I love you. “Give me your wallet” my mom said. She then put a ton of money into my wallet “Do not spend any of this until you get into Belize, you need to have it to exchange currencies, god knows the dollar sucks in other countries!” I laughed and sped off. I felt like the gate was opening to slow for my community. I then sped to Mark’s house. When I got there he threw his stuff into my car and his mom took pictures of us with my camera. She then replaced it in my trunk and he said bye.
When I got to the stop sign, Mark reached over and pulled me towards him, shoving his tongue down my throat, we made out for what seemed like hours. He broke the kiss and said “Step on it!!”
During the drive to the airport, I flew down the freeway because there was no one on it. “I got us a little something” I said devishly. “Well so did I” he said winking. He reached over and grabbed my hand. “I love you so fucking much Jeremy, never forget that” I smiled at him and said “I love you oh so much more”. He smiled back.
When we got to the airport, put our luggage into the baggage thing, got checked into the airport, and got our passports stamped, we went to the terminal. We had an hour until the flight opened up, and I left Mark with the Camera and Carry-on’s while I went to go get coffee. When I got back he snapped a picture of me and said “That gave me a boner” I laughed out loud.
When the terminal opened up, Mark and I went through and to our seats. I sat in coach, but the flight attendant told us to move to first class because that was where our seats were. THANK GOD FOR MOM!! When we sat in the large white seats, I looked around to see the rest of the cabin vacant. YES!!
The captain came on and said that we would be taking off in one minute and I was ecstatic. As we began to race down the runway and the first tires left the ground, I looked over to Mark and saw him squeezing the arm rests. I grabbed his hand and said “Hate flying?” “YES!!” he said. “Relax babe, you got me”
The trip was underway and five minute into our Eight hour flight, Mark said, “I need to go to the restroom” He got up, turned around and winked. He walked into the bathroom and I took his wink as an invitation. I looked around to see the old woman asleep and the light attendant gone. I got up, and sure enough, the door said “unoccupied”. I walked in and locked the door.
The bathroom was huge. It had granite counters and a toilet and a sitting area! I looked to the toilet to see Mark, Butt naked, his beautiful abs flexing as he stroked his huge 10 inch dick which I missed. I got on my knees and engulfed his monster. I bobbed my head and he ran his fingers through my hair. He stood me up and replaced himself with me on the toilet. He got on his knees and gave me one of his famous blowjobs. After about five minutes I was getting close, but he stopped. He stood me up and peeled my clothes off.
As I stood there, he pushed me against the wall and furiously made out with me, stroking both our dicks at the same time. My hands wandered his body and I did what I usually did, trace his abs with my fingers. I began to squeeze his nipple and he let out a moan. He pulled away and turned me around, shoving me into the wall. He kissed my neck as he slid his dick into my ass.
He began pounding me, there was a familiar lust in his thrusting. He was hungry. He turned my head and began to make out with me. Mark reached around and grabbed my dick. He began to stroke me and I was in heaven.
He started to speed up and we were both getting close. I was first, I came all over the wall. He sped up his thrusting and soon he was cumming in my ass and biting my neck to keep him quiet. I t hurt, but it felt soooo good.
We both cleaned up and shared one last kiss. As we went back to our seats, he sat against the wall, and I fell asleep in his arms. The trip was already on to a great start and I was in love!
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this Is a continuation of chapter 1 on my first experience in bondage
Seriously hot muscle guy with a huge cock gives me a taste of his meat
My birthday present is a doozy!
It was the overhead kick scored by Joe Cole that made the score England 12, Germany 0 in the World Cup Final when Tom got bored of the game he was playing. He knew he should play it on a more difficult setting or get a completely new one but he was addicted to the Play Station’s Pro Evolution Soccer. He threw the controller down next to him and bent over to flick the switch on the back of the console to turn it off. He hadn’t seen his girlfriend for over a week now after her father had grounded her for getting home so late one evening with no explanation. It was still the school holidays so Tom hadn’t even got to see Sophie at school either. He’d lost count of the amount of times he’d wanked since he last saw her. If it had been any other girl that he was seeing, anyone other than Sophie he would have fucked other girls until he got to see her again. Sophie was different. It had taken Tom a month to “crack” her and the last time he had seen her was the night he had at last taken her virginity. He wanted more and didn’t dare risk losing Sophie just for a quick shag with some tart who thought more of herself than she should. He’d had too many girls like that.
Tom picked up his laptop and navigated to one of his favourite porn sites with the intention of beating himself off again. Like any other 15 year old boy, he was obsessed with sex and sometimes wanked off up to 5 times a day if he couldn’t fuck a girl. He’d just started to download a movie clip of two dirty looking whores taking a huge facial from some over-weight dude when there was a knock on his bedroom door. “Yeah?” he responded as if to give permission to the visitor to enter as he minimized all the windows he had open in front of him. “Can I come in?” It was his sister, Nikki who had come to stay for a week as it was the school holiday. She lived with her father a small distance away and had done so since the divorce of her parents.
Nikki entered the room after being told to do so and stood in the doorway. She was wearing white denim three quarter length trousers that hugged her shapely legs and ass tightly. Her blue t-shirt was equally as tight with a plunging neck line revealing a very tidy cleavage and the straps of her black bra at the shoulders. “You going out this evening?” she enquired in the hope she could tag along with him. Tom didn’t like Nikki coming along when he went out with his friends because they all wanted to fuck her and made no secrets about it. Nikki did nothing to deter the attention from them, in fact she loved it. Attention from the older boys was so much better than from the boys of her age. Even though there was only about a one year age gap, the boys her age seemed a whole lot more immature. “Nah, not tonight” Tom lied. “Chris and all the others are going down to the arcade and I aint got no money” he continued trying to make it sound convincing. “Aww, I’m bored” Nikki moaned “and that fucking Cheryl is downstairs with mum.” Tom didn’t know exactly why Nikki didn’t like Cheryl but thought it might be to do with the fact that she did seem to monopolise their mothers free time. “Cant me and you do something?” she pleaded with pouted lips, the look she always used when she wanted to get her own way. “Told you”, Tom retorted “I’m broke.” Nikki pouted harder and walked over to the bed where Tom was sat and flopped down next to him letting out an over exaggerated sigh of boredom and flicked the television on.
After about 20 minutes of watching some travel program Tom noticed Nikki’s breathing had become somewhat heavy. He looked at her to see she was asleep, still propped up against the wall. He studied her face. Before now he could never see why boys seemed to fancy her so much. He had always considered her plain looking and she had more of their father’s features than their mother’s. But now as Tom looked at her he saw a different girl. She had started to develop into a young woman, something that Tom wouldn’t have noticed if they both lived with the same parent. As he didn’t get to see her every day the change was noticeable. Her soft lips bore the residue of pale pink lipstick that had long since been applied. Her long eye lashes were glued together with the black mascara she was wearing and her dark hair decorated her forehead and cheeks with long loose, curls. Tom never understood why sometimes she would make her hair curly and other times she spent an age using straighteners to flatten it out! His study went down to her bosom which heaved with her breathing. She would never be allowed to wear such a revealing top if their father were there so she always seemed to take advantage when he wasn’t. Tom looked down her cleavage and for the first time noticed how her tits had grown to a very good size, especially for the size of her small frame. He admired the little black bow on the front of her bra that was being revealed. A familiar feeling started to stir within him after he studied the flesh of her breasts closely. He gazed down at her crotch and the way in which she was sitting combined with the tightness of her trousers had shaped a nice camel toe. Her pussy lips looked big and puffy through the denim material. A tiny gold anklet decorated her left foot and Tom admired her sexy little feet, the second toe on her right foot sported a toe ring. Feet had become an object of desire for Tom in recent weeks and now his cock was on its way to full hardness.
Tom turned his attention to the laptop to try to get the thoughts of his sister from his mind, a bit difficult with her right next to him. He picked up the video clip from the task bar and started to play it, turning the volume down as he did. The two dirty looking whores were working a good sized cock on the guy with the pot belly, each trying to get the big helmet into their mouth before the other. Tom’s own cock was pulsing in his shorts and he wanted to release it as it strained against the stretchy material. Of course he couldn’t with Nikki so close to him that they were almost touching so he began to stroke his long shaft through his clothes. The two women started going harder and rougher on the guys cock, kissing and swapping saliva as they did so. The cum shot wasn’t too far away, Tom thought as he watched the expression on the man’s face. Why had Nikki chosen now to come into his room and fall asleep? All he wanted to do was get his cock out and stroke it to orgasm to coincide with the guy shooting his load all over the women. He liked to pretend it was him spraying his own goo all over them but today he could do nothing like that. Instead he watched and tried to shift his cock to a more comfortable position as the seam in his boxers was cutting right into him. The man in the video took his cock out of one of the hungry mouths slurping on him and started to jack off furiously. Both women were looking up at him, mouths open waiting for the first spurts of hot cum, each wanting to be the first to taste it. When the guy did start to cum, the first spurt went way over the head of one woman and then the second landed on her face. The second woman pushed her way towards the spitting cock and took a rope of cum that stretched from her eye right down to her chin. Still the guy was spurting, less violently and the last few drops landed on a ridiculously over inflated pair of tits, resulting in the second woman bending down to lick it off. The woman with the big tits then took the cock into her mouth and sucked all the remaining fluid from within and off the shaft. Pulling the now soft dick from her mouth she turned her attention to the cum stained face of the other woman and they started to kiss and lick the cum from each other, a lingering French kiss bringing the video clip to a finish.
Tom was right on the edge of messing his shorts when he realised he could no longer hear his sister’s breathing. He felt himself redden when he turned to Nikki and saw her looking at him with her beautiful green eyes. He removed his hand from his crotch and raised his eyebrows at her. “How long have you been awake?” he asked hoping that she had just that second regained consciousness. “Long enough” Nikki started, “long enough to see what you’ve just been watching. Do you watch porn a lot?” Tom didn’t know what to do or say for the best. He knew it was normal for boys of his age but didn’t know how his sister would deal with it. “Only when I’m not with Sophie” he said with the intention of building a story to try to reduce his embarrassment, to try to make her think that what she had seen was no big deal. It was then that he noticed her nipples had become hard and erect. She had inherited something from her mother. Nikki’s nipples were pushing hard against her bra and t-shirt and looked like marbles which changed Tom’s way of thinking. She must have been turned on by the porn video. “Do you ever watch porn then?” Tom ventured. If she did then he would know she was interested in sex and wicked images began to fill his thoughts.
“I watch it sometimes when Dad goes fishing.” She was quite comfortable talking about it Tom thought. “I know where he keeps his old videos and I watch them when I’m alone. I watched one with my friend, Lydia once and when it finished she went to the bathroom. I guessed she had gone to masturbate because that’s what those films make me do and I noticed you wanted to masturbate too just then, didn’t you?”
Shit, what is wrong with me? Tom wondered. First he had shagged his mum and now he was sat here talking sex with his sister and he knew he wanted to fuck her too. What did he have to lose? If he tried something with her and Nikki told mum there wasn’t much mum could do but what if dad found out? He didn’t get on too well with his dad, but even so, he didn’t want him to find out his son was a dirty little pervert. The feeling in his loins won over his thoughts and so he started to lay the foundations for him to fuck his horny little sister. “Yes, I wanted to masturbate, to jerk off. That’s what those films are designed to do, make you horny. Did that one we just saw make you horny?”
“Fuck, yes.” Nikki turned her head away from Tom and continued, “I like to see a big cock like that guy had. A big cock always gets me going just looking at it”
“Have you ever had a big cock in you?” Tom dared, knowing that his own cock was much more impressive than that they had just been watching.
“No, nothing anywhere near as big as that” She stopped herself, realising the situation she were in. She was here with her older brother talking about cocks and she was about to tell him that she had taken a few different cocks but Tom had always been so protective over her. She was worried he would want to find out which boys had fucked her and dish out his own sort of punishment on them. She decided to carry on but name no names. “The boys my age aren’t fully developed yet. They get hard but don’t grow very big”
Tom wasn’t at all comfortable thinking of his little sister having sex yet that was exactly what he wanted to do with her. “So would you like to have a big dick in you?”
It was Nikki’s turn to feel uncomfortable. The biggest dick she had contact with was at best 6 inches long but she didn’t get to have that one inside her. The lad had cum all over her hand as she took hold of his cock to guide it to her pussy and that was that. “I think I might have a big dick one day” she blushed and still couldn’t allow herself to look Tom in the face. “I mean, as I get older the boys I fuck will be older and more developed, won’t they?”
“Some boys develop more quickly than others. Some are blessed with bigger cocks than others. It’s not unfeasible for a 14 year old boy to have a bigger cock than a completely developed man.” Tom was edging towards showing her his own dick. Even though he was 15 now he didn’t think it had grown since he was 13 so it must have been as huge as it was now.
“Well I haven’t met one” Nikki pouted again and this time she did look Tom in the eye. Tom placed his laptop down on the bed beside him and was about to start on about cock sizes again when he noticed Nikki’s gaze had fixed on the bulge in his shorts. Her eyes widened at what she saw and Tom could have sworn he saw her nipples grow even bigger behind her tight t-shirt. “Wow” She exclaimed, “I think I can see why you know some guys have bigger dicks than others now”
Tom thought he should get straight to the point. There was no set dinner time in their house but he knew it wouldn’t be too long before their mother called them down to eat. “I know I’m your brother but I can show you my cock if you like, you don’t have to touch it or anything.” But I fucking hope you do he thought to himself. “Would you like to see it, Nicks?”
She did want to but wasn’t sure of how to tell him without him thinking she was weird, wanting to see her own brothers manhood. But then, he had offered so he must be okay with the idea. And she wouldn’t have to touch it, just look. Nothing wrong with just looking, she had seen her dad’s cock when he was in the shower once. “Um okay, I guess I would like to see it but that’s all. Just to see how big boys can be” She didn’t want him to know that she was horny and wanted to see his cock for a sexual purpose, rather that she was just “curious”
Tom didn’t wait to give her a chance to change her mind so he stood up from the bed and whipped his shorts and boxers down to his knees. His cock sprang out into the fresh air and was met by a gasp from Nikki. The usual gasp he experienced whenever a woman saw his cock in the flesh for the first time, even his mother had done it. “What do you think?” He asked her as he turned and pointed the monster towards her without getting too close.
“I’ve never seen anything like it” Nikki cooed, “even in the videos I watch. Fucking hell Tom, how did it get so big?”
“That porno made me get hard” he replied and dared to venture a bit further. “That and your nipples poking out like that have given me this erection.” He waited anxiously for her response and prayed it would be positive.
Nikki stared down at her tits. She knew her nipples got hard when she was aroused but hadn’t even thought about Tom noticing. What should she say, she wondered. But Tom seemed so comfortable talking about sex with her and he was stood there now with his huge erect cock pulsing in front of her. She relaxed a little “My nipples get hard when I get turned on, just like your cock goes hard when you are turned on. That video clip had the same effect on me too you know.” She flashed a glance down to her crotch hoping there was no visible wet patch because she knew she got wet down there when she was turned on too. Tom noticed her look even though she looked for less than a second. She wasn’t displaying a wet patch but she could feel her pussy was very moist and Tom knew it would be if she was so turned on.
“And down there,” Tom nodded his head towards her camel toe, “you get wet down there when you’re turned on?”
“Yes, I can feel it now. Your cock is making me wetter” Again she got embarrassed but both of them knew what was going to happen here this afternoon. “Would you like to see it?”
Tom was extremely pleased that his sister was thinking the same way as he was. “I’d love to see it,” he whispered huskily and he sat down again next to her. She shifted her ass closer to the edge of the bed and let her feet hit the floor. Tom watched the material of her t-shirt straining against her erect nipples when she got to her feet. Nikki unclasped her belt and began to unbutton the fly on her trousers. Tom’s huge cock bobbed slightly with the anticipation of what he was about to see. Nikki was no longer displaying signs of shyness as she peeled the denim away from her perfectly formed smooth ass and legs to reveal a black thong made of not very much material at all. The small triangle of lace glistened with her juices and Tom could see that behind it there was no sign of pubic hair. His sister shaved! This was confirmed when she pulled the thong down and let it fall to the crotch of her trousers which were around her knees, like Tom’s shorts. Tom noticed another thing Nikki had inherited from mum, her huge clit. It stood out proud from her pink, wet puffy lips. It looked like the tip of one of Tom’s fingers and he just wanted to suck on it and stick his fingers inside his beautiful sister. “Can I touch it?”
“Only if I can touch your huge cock.” Neither waited for permission from the other. They both stepped out of their underwear and Tom pulled his t-shirt over his head. Clumsily they crashed into each other in their eagerness to touch the objects of their immediate desire. Tom’s hand was the first to make contact with his sister’s slippery slit. One of his fingers just slipped straight into her without him exerting any pressure while he pushed his thumb against her swollen clit and started to rub. Nikki took hold of Tom’s engorged cock, moaning with the pleasure he was giving her. She felt the wetness on the top of his helmet as the pre cum started to ooze from his slit. Still moaning with delight she bent down to lick the salty liquid from her brother’s rod, pushing her ass away from Tom’s touch. Gently she eased her mouth over the head of Tom’s throbbing member and closed her lips around it. He closed his eyes and tilted his head back while grabbing the back of Nikki’s head with both hands. Slowly she began to bob up and down on his long shaft, all the time more of it disappeared into her hungry mouth. The mixture of the sloppy sounds and the groans coming from his sister were driving Tom wild. He wanted to blow his load down her throat but decided with what little time they might have, he would rather ram his cock inside her beautiful, bald dripping cunt. Reluctantly he pulled his cock from her willing mouth and put his hands into her armpits to pull her to her feet.
“Oh, didn’t you like that?” Nikki pouted looking disappointed.
“It was great, Nicks. I don’t wan to cum yet. I want to taste you.” The last part of the sentence was said so quietly that Nikki almost didn’t hear it. Tom put his hands down to the bottom of her t-shirt and began to lift it over her head. She helped him remove it completely and let him unclasp her bra and remove it from her fantastic breasts. Her nipples stood out a good half inch from her firm titties, maybe a little more! Tom placed his mouth over one, flicking at it with his tongue. He rolled the other nipple with the fingers of his left hand and his right hand darted down to her wet inviting pussy. He inserted two fingers this time, then three. Quite accommodating, he thought, for someone who has only ever taken small cocks. He could smell her juices and hear them making a “click click” noise as his digits went in and out of her, faster and faster. Nikki’s breathing became more laboured and her moans were getting deeper and louder. She grabbed Tom’s cock and began stroking the shaft in time with Tom’s fingers working in and out of her pussy. Again Tom felt himself edging towards orgasm as Nikki’s grip tightened on his member, jerking him off as furiously as he were fingering her. He pulled away and dropped to his knees so his face was right in front of her hairless snatch, his fingers still slipping and sliding in and out of her. He probed at her clit with his tongue and it was like an electric shock had gone through Nikki’s body. She froze solid as the feeling went through her after having her brother lick her clit for the very first time. More juices were forced from within her and Tom thought that she got even wetter than his mother did as he watched it dribble down her inner thighs. He licked it away from one leg and then the other before going back to her huge clit and began to lick faster and faster. Nikki’s groans were continuous and Tom knew he had to insert his member into her now for her to get maximum pleasure. He stood up again, his fingers still working her and gently pushed her backwards towards the bed again. Tom led down and gestured to her to get atop of him. She swung her left leg over his legs and guided her pussy to his erect cock, him holding the base of it pointing it up towards her awaiting hole. Nikki’s firm tits came into contact with his chest when she started to gingerly lower herself on to his dick. Her tight vagina started to take him in, slowly. She was flushed with excitement and Tom noticed tiny beads of sweat appear on her forehead, beneath her curls. She pushed her ass downwards taking in more of her brother’s cock, stretching the walls of her cunt to do so. It wasn’t long before Tom was in up to his nuts and they began to pick up a gentle rhythm not wanting to buck too hard and cause the bed springs or floorboards to creak. Tom’s bedroom was above the garage and they knew their mother would not be in there but they were taking no chances. Nikki pulled her ass away from Tom’s cock and then pushed down again causing them both to moan with pleasure. A gentle sloshing of juices ensued and a quiet slap as his balls smacked up against her ass with each upward thrust. Tom pulled Nikki down towards him so she lay on his chest. He grabbed the cheeks of her ass and pressed hard as he slammed his cock in and out of her. She tried to keep up the rhythm with her own bucking so had to push herself up off of his chest to do so. Tom watched her tits swinging freely as they fucked each other and felt himself start to bubble within. He noticed his sister’s facial expression becoming more intense as she too felt the infancy of an orgasm. They had reached the point where they were both lost in what they were doing and started to buck and thrust harder and harder, oblivious to the noise they had began to make. Tom felt his sister’s vagina start to contract and release so he went in harder and faster. Nikki bucked violently against him and began to pummel at his chest with her fists while panting, “Oh God, oh God, oh God, oh God, oh fucking God!”
“Let it go, Nicks” he growled, feeling his own orgasm coming to the fore. Nikki had to put a fist in her mouth as her climax eventually came out of her, her legs tightened around Tom’s while she rocked herself faster and faster feeling the intense pleasure between her legs and all over her body. Her juices spurted from her all over Tom’s balls and he exploded inside her. She could feel his cock pulsing which intensified her own pleasure and then she could feel his hot warm liquid racing into her, wave after wave. They continued to buck against each other, both of them still cumming, for what seemed like forever to Nikki until she felt her brother’s body relax and she lay back down on his chest. They lay where they were for a couple of minutes, enjoying what had just happened. Nikki could feel her brothers love juice spilling out of her as his now flaccid cock failed to plug her hole. She climbed off of him and a long drizzle of sperm dangled from her bald cunt and eventually dropped on to the bed between Tom’s legs. More of his cum seeped out of her as she froze solid when she heard their mother’s voice calling from the bottom of the stairs,
“Dinner’s ready. I’ll start serving now you two have finished what you were doing!”
“Fuck!” Nikki cried and looked at Tom, his soft cock curled up between his legs still looking like a monster. “Mum heard us; she knows what we’ve just done. How on Earth are we going to face her?”
Tom rolled from the bed and said nothing as he pulled his clothes back on. He smiled to himself as he thought; facing mum is going to be a lot easier than you think, Nicks!
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Visiting the Greek islands was rather high on our bucket list, so early last year my wife and I decided this was the time to realize our dream. We did some research and bought tickets for the trip of a lifetime. Two weeks full of history, fun and adventure.
First time with two firends and my sister
The Mom Incident
It started as a normal day for Ginger, her husband went to work and her son was off to school. The house work was always there and she wasn’t in the mood to clean today. Perhaps a visit to the new lingerie boutique at the mall was what she needed.
Upon arrival at the store she was amazed at the cost of there merchandise, my god she thought $95 for one outfit. It might be worth it as Russell her husband was more interested in golf these days then her.
Ginger was short five foot tall, around 145 lbs which had settled in her tits which were 36D’s and her ass. She had red hair, a great smile and as she had heard Russell’s friends say breeder hips. She enjoyed sex and not having any in six months was getting frustrating. Perhaps this outfit would spice her life up. After her purchase she stopped for a cup of coffee where the server tried to hit on her. Although she felt flattered he couldn’t have been more then 17 or 18, slightly older then her son.
He continued to make conversation and she noticed a slight bulge in his pants. Well at least he enjoys looking at me was her first thought. As she got up to leave he handed her a note which read, my name is Albert and a phone number. Smiling coyly at him she tucked the not in her bag, gave him a generous tip and headed for her car.
Once in the car she looked at the note. I should call him what harm can it do she thought, besides he liked looking at my tits. Dialing the number it rang three times before he answered with “Al here who is this”? Taking a deep breath she replied, “Hi I’m Ginger you gave me your number remember”? Al was shocked this was great, “Hi Ginger how are you”? “I’m fine, why did give me your name and number”? Al took a few seconds before answering. “How else can we go out if we don’t have each others phone numbers and names”? Go out with a 18 year old, Ginger what the hell are you thinking girl. “Well before we get ahead of our selves perhaps you can tell me a little about yourself”.
For the entire drive home he told her about how he had just quit school and wanted to become a musician. He took any job he could find where he worked during the day so he could work on his music at night. He explained he played best when he smoked pot, but only did it on an occasional base. He hadn’t had a girl friend in about a year and was looking for a date.
Ginger asked “Don’t you think I’m a little old for you”? Al laughed, “No way what are you thirty two or three”? This was a great compliment as she was going to be forty four on her birthday. She decided to lie and responded with “You guessed it thirty two”. She told him she was married but things weren’t going great and she needed outside interests. Al asked her what outfit she had bought at the boutique. Without any hesitation she replies, “Yellow bra and panties with black garter belt and stockings, and six inch heels”. “Wow I would sure like to see them on you”. She was giggling and coyly “Whispered perhaps someday.
They chatted for another few minutes, at that point Al asked her to come over to his place Friday night. “I’ll have to get back to you on that”. They both said good by and hung up.
It would be nice to go out on a date with a young guy she thought they have unbelievable stamina. How would I pull it off? From that point forward they talked at least twice a day. They became comfortable with each other and discussed getting together often. If only she could? The next two weeks went by with no opportunity for her to get away. Wednesday afternoon fate stepped in. She was cleaning when the phone rang it was Russell. “Hi honey, what’s up”? “Ginger they just asked me to go to our London office”. “Oh really, when”? “They want me to leave Friday, for the rest of the month to work on the Galaxo merger”. “Well we’ll talk about it tonight”. They hung up and she thought well now Al and I may be able to get together.
Thursday evening Russell packed for the long flight Friday and left at his usual time Friday morning. Her son Terry and her sat at the kitchen table discussing the trip and perhaps they would go over for a long weekend in a few weeks. Terry seemed up for the trip. Once he was gone she called Al. She explained they might be able to get together if wanted to. His delight was overwhelming he was so excited he could hardly contain himself. When, what time, what day, finally she cut him off and explained she would call later with the details. Before they hung up he asked “Any chance you can wear the outfit you bought at the boutique for me”? Her reply was “We’ll see”.
Terry got home from school at around two and was on the phone in his room for about twenty minutes before he came down stairs. “Mom, can I go with Stan’s family to there cabin tonight”? Well this was perfect both of them would be out for the weekend. “Sure honey, are they going to pick you up or do I have to drive you over”? “No they’ll be picking me up, his dad wants to get an early start to beat the weekend traffic”. “They’ll be here in about an hour”. “Ok go pack your stuff”.
No sooner had Terry left the house then she called Al. “Hi Al, I was wondering about getting together tonight, does that work for you”? “Sure does except my guitar player and I are putting the final touches on a new number we’ve been working on”. “Why not come over and listen to us”? “Afterwards we can get pizza”.
“Ok give me your address”. The next several hours she fixed herself and kept looking at the outfit. Oh hell put it on it makes you feel sexy so why not. Besides it’s not like your going to fuck him. Taking great pain to look her best she was ready to leave by 6:30.
Once in the car she called him and they chatted until she pulled up at his apartment. Parking the car she entered the building. She started looking for unit number 330. The unit was on the third floor at the end of the hall. Taking a deep breath she knocked and the door opened. Al stood there in boxer shorts and nothing else. “Hi Ginger”. He bent over and kissed her. “Come in, this is Frank”. The two exchanged hellos, “Ginger please sit down”. “You really look great”. “Thank you”. They were working on this particular part of a song and just weren’t getting it right.
Al went to the kitchen and brought back three large joints and beers, “We need to chill out for a while before we can get back to the piece”. Before she realized it they lit up. All three were smoking and talking about the music. Soon the pot was taking an effect as she was feeling very mellow and very horny.
Al told Frank about Gingers visit to the boutique, “Have you seen the outfit she bought”? “No” replied Al. “I sure would like to”. Ginger giggled the guys got up and came over and sat next to her on the sofa. Al leaned into her and kissed her full on the mouth, there tongues inter locked. Frank was messaging her left breast and her nipples were rock hard. Al removed his tongue and Frank put his tongue down her throat while Al messaged her right breast. She felt a warm wetness between her legs, this feels wonderful was her thought. This continued for at least ten minutes she was wet, hot and horny. Finally they all came up for air, Ginger was breathing very heavily as Al spoke. “Ginger did you bring the outfit”? Smiling coyly she stood up and asked, “Bathroom please”. As she headed for the bathroom she realized both guys had huge hard ons.
She entered the bathroom and looked in the mirror, girl these guys are as horny as you are. They seem to have good size cocks and you did wear the outfit. She kept asking herself if I go out there in this outfit they will realize I’m in the mood. What should I do? I hope they have rubbers. Finally she made a decision five minutes later she emerged from the bathroom. Both guys gave her a big smile. Frank spoke first,” Ginger come sit here between us”. “Ok but do you like my look”? From the looks of the bulges she didn’t need an answer. She sat between them.
Frank kissed her breast and immediately starting rubbing her clit through her panties. She spread her legs so he could get easy access. Al unhook her bra and it fell to the floor, her nipples were rock hard and her breathing had quicken as she felt a wave starting to sweep over her. She moaned, grabbed Franks hand as she started to spasm with delight. Frank looked into her eyes, “Let’s go to the bedroom”. The three of them got up and went in the room. Frank kissed her passionately on the mouth “Ginger please take off your panties”? Hooking the waistband of the flimsy material she wiggled her hips and down they came. Before leaving the house she had trimmed her bush so it was nicely cropped. “You are beautiful”, said Frank. Ginger looked into his eyes, “Honey fuck me”. Frank laid her on the bed and she spread wide as he got between her legs. He rubbed his cock head up and down her wet pussy several time and then gently slipped the head in. She felt a slight pressure then he was in. He had a large cock, bigger then her husband. “Go slow baby, I need to get use to that big cock of yours”. He worked up and down slowly but continued to push deeper and deeper until he felt the bottom of her pussy. “Ugh oh” was all they heard from her as he was now balls deep and his pumping had quicken. Grabbing his shoulder and pulling him close she whispered, ”Baby shoot a big load deep in me please”. She just kept moaning until the wave of passion overtook her and she climaxed violently screaming with pleasure.
Frank exploded deep in her and it felt wonderful, hot cum was being pumped deep into her womb. They both lay there waiting for there breath to slow down.
Frank moved off and Al got between her legs, her pussy was leaking cum so his cock slipped right in with no trouble he went balls deep. “Honey you feel great pump slowly so we can enjoy it”. Al rhythm was slow at first the started to quicken. Her pussy was milking his cock, he pushed deeper, and she felt him stiffen and cum exploded out of his cock, hot cum once again flooding her womb. This caused another orgasm for her and she screamed and moaned with pleasure.
Al rolled off, she was really leaking cum. “Honey give me my panties so I don’t dribble all over the bed” Frank handed them to her and she pulled them on. “At least the cum will stay where you guys put it she said with a laugh”.
“Ginger you have one tight pussy it was great”. “Thank you Frank, your cock is really great”. “Both your cocks are really great”. “Right now my pussy isn’t as tight as it was as its very wet”. They all just sat there with big smiles. Ginger knew she needed that. “Ginger”? “Yes Frank” “How about a blow job”? “Well I suppose so on one condition”. “Which is” “You both fuck me again”.
“You’ve got a deal”.
Ginger got on her knees, she took Franks cock and kissed the head, swirled her tongue around it and took it deep in her mouth. It had been a long time since anyone had asked her for a blow job and she was going to do her best. She sucked it deeply while messaging his nut sack. She kept up a slow motion of in and out while her tongue swirled around the head. She felt a warm feeling between her legs, another orgasm was coming. He pace quicken, she sucked the cock as deep as she could, he grabbed her head and held it in place as he shot spurt after spurt in her mouth. She swallowed once and pulled her head back so the remaining cum filled her mouth. His dick went lips, looking up in his eyes she opened her mouth to show him the load, closed her lips and swallowed.
Al and Frank both smiled you like cum don’t you“? Her response was “I sure do, Al baby would you like a blow job”? Al was on his feet with his cock in her mouth instantly.
She sucked Al’s cock just as she had Franks and as his cum filled her mouth she had yet another orgasm. She thought she saw stars.
They sat on the bed looking at each other; all Ginger could think about was I hope they can fuck me again. After about two hours of talking, Frank looked at her rolled on his back and said “Baby get on my dick”. “I thought you’d never ask, she said with a laugh”. She pulled her panties down and impaled herself on the rock hard cock. She was working it in and out, it felt wonderful as cum was still leaking out of her. Feeling pressure on her rectum she realized Al was going to butt fuck her. His cock was lubed up really well and it slipped in quite easily. She started crying as his cock went balls deep into her ass. Now she realized the cock heads were touching each other only being separated by a sheer membrane. It hurt but felt great at the same time. They work up a rhythm she started moaning and crying at the same time. Al came first and she felt her ass being flooded with hot cum, the feeling caused Frank to cum and her pussy was rewarded with another sperm bath. Which cause her to orgasm yet again really hard?
As there cocks plopped out she looked like a well fucked women and they all laughed at the comment. She told them “I’ve never been double fucked in my life much less had my ass fucked”. Al smiled at her “So what do you think” “Well I might be walking a little funny but I could get use to it if I practice a lot”.
They all lay there together and dozed off. When she woke up it had to be six thirty in the morning. Opening her eyes she realized the time. “Oh shit I’m screwed”, she sprang out of bed grabbed her clothes and was almost dressed before either guy was wide awake.
“Guys I’ve got to go, I’ll call you later” she was out the door and in her car in two minutes. The entire drive home she kept reviewing the events of the previous evening. My butt is sore as hell and my pussy feels almost the same but I feel great, at least well fucked she thought. I didn’t brush my teeth I can still taste there cum, in my mouth I’m such a whore, and she laughed. Once home she checked the answering machine, well no messages. Then a shower clean clothes and coffee.
She called Al and thanked him for a wonderful time. They joked about her walking and she told him yes in fact she was walking funny but could get very use to the feeling if he and Frank wouldn’t mind practicing with her. Al told her both guys were very willing to practice all she wanted. “I’ll call you Sunday sweetie and she hung up.
Sunday Terry came home and after a snack went to his room. She heard him on the phone but couldn’t hear who he was talking to. Since she needed a few things she called to Terry she was going out did he need anything and since he yelled back no she went out.
It took longer then she expected and didn’t get home for almost two hours. After putting the groceries away she headed up stairs, Terry’s door was closed but she heard voices. Knocking she opening the door her mouth fell open. Terry was on his bed watching his computer screen naked with his cock rock hard in hand. Sitting in the chairs were Al and Frank. They had rock hard cocks in hand too.
Terry smiles, “Mom you’re a porn queen”. “I am”? “Sure are we’ve watched the video twice already”. “They were videoing me”? Al and Frank stood up walked over to her and started taking her clothes off. Frank smiled, “Were going to do some practicing”. Hesitating she said ”My sons in the room”. Frank spoke “He wants that pussy and ass too”. “Really you do Terry”? As her bra feel to the floor she looked at her son, then her panties were slide down. They moved her to the bed where Al laid down cock straight up. Coyly she asked “For me”? “Sure is Ginger”. As she lowered herself onto the stiff cock Terry said “Mom I want a blow job like you gave the guys Friday, ok”? Since Terry’s cock was already in her mouth all she could do was grunt yes.
The three cocks worked slowly at first then gradually started to quicken the pace. Her sons cock twitched, he grabbed her by the head pushed his cock deep down her throat and blew a large spurt of cum down her throat. Pushing him back so the head was still in her mouth she continued to suck as spurt after spurt filled her mouth. He spurted six times before it stopped. His dick plopped out and she showed him the generous load of cum in her mouth then closed her lips and swallowed. The other two cocks were working her to a feverous pace and the fire between her legs burst like a dam. The orgasm was wondrous and a moment later her bowels were rewarded with a generous load of hot sticky cum. Thirty seconds later her hips were pulled deep on the cock and her pussy received a deep sperm shower.
The three lay there letting there breathing return to normal. Terry looks at her “Mom, the guys will be staying with us until dad gets home”. “In the next few weeks you will be practiced with every day at least twice”. “Unless you have to go out all you need to wear are panties in the house”. “Oh”? “We really like your tits bouncing around” Al chimed up with “The big wet stains in the front and back of your panties look really sexy too”. She smiled “I could not do it without you guys, but this must be our secret, right”? “Ginger got up and headed for the shower, how do I get myself into these things? Later we must discuss condoms. All they want me in is panties, guess I have to go shopping soon.
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Her apartment smelled of fabric softener, Om Nagchampa incense, and sweet cannabis. The balcony doors were all open and the heat of his anxiousness steadily seeped out into the tropical January night chill. She was wearing less than usual, this was the first time he had ever seen her shapely long legs. His eyes traced their way from her bare feet to her toned calves, lingering for a moment on her silky thighs, then up to her short fuzzy white and teal polka dot pajama shorts. He realized he was staring and flinched to bend over and remove his shoes at the door where he stood… desperately hoping she hadn’t caught him gawking awkwardly.
“Found it ok?” She chimed. “Yup, that wasn’t too far at all!” He smiled, relieved that she was oblivious and admiring her pretty smile. She leaned in to give him a hug and a quick peck on the cheek. He had hoped to have been greeted with a kiss. He breathed her in and held her in a hug for a moment after she had already reflexively released. Her long soft curls draped over his hand loosely as it found the small of her back. She stood in his arm, very aware of his anchoring hand on her lower back and his pulse against her breasts. He inhaled deeply savoring the smell of her; his breath in the curve of her neck caused a sensuous shiver down her spine, briefly paralyzing her retreat, her neck had always been her weak spot. She was glad that he hadn’t tried to kiss her, she enjoyed his warmth in their momentary embrace and smelled his cologne, the one which she complimented him on the other day when they met. She smiled to herself… that smell turned her on.
“Come on in” She led him in by the hand and closed the door behind him. Her place was artsy and very clean and tidy, he was relieved. The last girl he dated was even messier than him. They made their way to the couch where he strategically sat in the middle. She went to set her phone on the dock to play some music then went to sit down beside him. They made casual conversation, laughing and listening. They eventually eased themselves closer together into a comfortable interlocking of limbs sunk deeply into the plush sofa and satin throw pillows. Hours had passed. He realized that he would have to take some initiative in seducing her. This would be the type of woman who was going to make him work for it. The prospect of that challenge instantly excited him and he unconsciously adjusted his shorts. He watched her as she talked, her gestures, her hands so graceful and expressive. Her exotic brown eyes were bright and mysterious and almost appeared to see right through him. Her teeth were bright and she flashed them each time he would make her laugh or smile. He was aching to get closer but didn’t want to get slapped in the process. He watched her mouth intently and at one point even caught himself mouthing her words along as she spoke, being so engrossed in the movement of her lips.
She was amused, and appreciated his willingness to hear about her career aspirations and academic goals, fully aware that he wouldn’t remember much of what she was saying. None the less, she continued talking for fear that if the conversation were to dwindle he would pounce on her like a cat planning a ninja attack on its favorite toy. She listened as he told her about his music, his friends and football… or was it baseball? She didn’t care much for sports and her mind was wandering as she struggled to maintain eye contact. She inhaled deeply, and something about that damn cologne hit her again all at once before she could even exhale. Triggering a surge of excitement to race through her body, she was completely caught off guard by her responsiveness to his masculine scent. She felt an instant rise in her body temperature emanating from deep in her core, her face became flushed and her supple skin was again enveloped by that familiar prickly chill. She blinked slowly, deliberately; trying to compose herself discreetly and regain some control over her flustered body. She met his eyes and realized he was no longer talking, but was watching her with a mischievous smile… Did he know? When had he stopped talking? Why was he looking at her like that? She became anxious and rhetorically offered to go get them some water from the fridge.
She shifted, extending her leg from under her to put her feet on the ground in an attempt to escape the awkwardness in her living room for the refuge of her kitchen only a few feet away. His primal instincts took over him and he became a hunter calculating the optimal point of attack. In his peripheral view he watched as she outstretched her bare leg and began to lean forward, never breaking their eye contact. The moment one foot touched the ground he saw his moment of opportunity and sprang forward. His lips met their target straight on and his hands reached out to the arm rest behind her, cornering her against it as he pressed his body to hers. With one leg still folded underneath her and the other on the floor, it was a matter of seconds before she had no choice but to position herself under him horizontally to avoid twisting the foot that was still tucked under her. The fact that she wasn’t fighting it actually shocked her more than the bold act itself.
He was lying on top of her now, kissing her passionately and greedily. She parted her lips slightly, whether it was an innate reaction to his unintentional gyrating against her or an attempt to object, neither of them could really tell. She leaned back on her elbow and lifted her free hand to his chest, applying only a very slight pressure against him as if to communicate “I could stop this at any moment, so don’t get carried away…”. She at least wanted to retain the illusion of some control in the situation. It seemed her body was winning the fight with her better judgment and she realized the unsolicited domination of this blue eyed stranger in her home was making her undeniably wet in her little polka dot pajama bottoms. Almost intuitively he sensed her arousal and decided to push her further. He took her passively opposing hand by the wrist and lifted it above her head. She uttered what was almost a protest to her new constricted predicament just as his mouth moved to her hypersensitive neck and the only noise that escaped her lips was a breathless feminine moan of surrender.
Her reluctant groan hummed into his ear. Its vibration amplified by his own trembling anticipation and excitement, eliciting an animalistic hunger as he devoured the sweet taste of her flesh. His mouth moved with a passionate aggression from her ear down her neck, he found her collar bone and moved further to continue this exploration of her throbbing chest. His hand wandered behind her back in search of the arm that she was propping herself up on. He found her wrist easily and lifted it above her head to join the other, rendering her incapable of getting away, even though by then there was nowhere else she’ d have rather been. With both hands now bound above her head she sank deeper into the corner of the sofa, his mouth following her down. He took both of her wrists above her head with his one big hand, freeing the other for his conquest.
The pulsating constriction of his shorts intensified when he looked down at her for a moment, soaking in the site of the beautiful brunette below him, submitting to his control and squirming in anticipation. She was hot and flustered, hair disheveled, flushed cheeks and chest heaving rhythmically as she helplessly awaited his next move. He admired her erect nipples pointing up at him as they rose and fell under her tight aquamarine spaghetti strap tank top now stuck to her skin from the moistness of their body heat, lewdly outlining her perky voluptuous breasts. He looked back up at her face, her mouth was ajar as she stared him right back in the eye, almost challenging him. He gave her a devilish smirk and surprised her with a sudden suggestive thrust of his groin. He had tactfully managed to position himself directly between her now open legs and was pressing his erection against the wet crotch of her little shorts. The unexpected pressure directly on her sensitive clit caused her pussy to suddenly spasm uncontrollably. He watched her eyes roll back and close as a soft involuntary whimper escaped her pink lips. That was the only invitation he needed. He moved his free hand up to the back of her neck to her bouncy soft curls, entwining her hair around his fingers and then tightening his grip. Her eyes reopened and she looked up at him. He tightened his grip even more and when he was content with the leverage of his grasp he held her head so that she was forced to look him directly in the eye. She was hungry for more and he could see it, he was going to give her everything she wanted and more, much more. Slowly he began grinding his pelvis against her, looking her in the eye, tightening his grips on her hands and her hair. His thrusting intensified and became more calculated, he was teasing her and himself. Deep hard strokes and rocking in circular rhythms followed purposeful successions of repeated forward thrusts, all the while she tried her damnedest not to break eye contact, but once in a while would slip in the bliss and he would tighten his grip on her hair forcing her to come back to him.
As he continued to dry hump her with vigor he didn’t realize his shorts had been working their way further and further down. He was so enthralled with the pleasure that he was deriving from the simulated sex he was having that he didn’t immediately notice the front of his shorts had worked their way down about 6 inches, subsequently leaving the only thing obstructing his engorged member from its prized target to be his thin boxer brief with a missing button on the flap, and her now soaking wet polka dot pajama shorts. When he finally acknowledged this new unrestricted sensation, he began pumping even harder, until the head of his dribbling cock made its way through the opening in his briefs and found her warm wet shorts were not doing a very good job at keeping her covered. It wasn’t long before his determined prick found its way around the crotch of her shorts and through the leg opening. He almost exploded right then and there when his dick made direct contact with her tight slippery slit. He had assumed she would have been wearing panties, and she definitely was not.
He lowered his head to her and kissed her hard on the lips, exploring her with his tongue and growling primitively into her mouth. She wrapped her legs around his waist tightly, communicating her desire for more. He took his queue and aligned his member in preparation to enter her. He pulled away from their kiss and with his mouth against her ear he whispered coarsely “Mmm, you naughty girl… I’ll have to teach you a lesson about what happens to naughty little girls who don’t wear panties…” and just as a despairing moan escaped her lips he plunged himself deep inside her to the hilt. She cried out in pain and ecstasy, and within minutes exploded into a drenching, quivering, convulsing orgasm all over his engorged tingling man meat. He grunted loudly and tried to keep his composure as her vice like cunt sucked him in to its velvety wet walls and squeezed him repeatedly tighter and tighter until her intense climax subsided. He was so deep inside of her that he could feel his head against her cervix and he knew in that moment if he didn’t pull out soon he would blow his pent up load all over it. The fervid geyser that was emanating from his swollen balls was fighting its way out; quickly he tried to pull all 7.5 inches of his thick meat out of her hollow clutches, this time not quite as abruptly as his initial entry. One inch, two, three inches…. Four inches… she was moaning and rubbing her beautiful breast while running her hand up and down his chest and torso, he knew he would probably still be hard even after he came, this was just too damn hot, and he was anxious to fuck her right, and a bit embarrassed that he couldn’t last longer… 5 inches… almost there, he can feel it about to blow…6 inches… Suddenly her legs wrapped around him again, pulling him back in.
“Shit, I am going to cum, hang on I need to pull out!” He said frantically, his voice cracked. She grabbed him by the neck of his shirt and pulled him into her, bringing his face down half way. His cock now completely back inside her, she leaned forward to meet his face, the juicy clutch was too much for him to bear when she maneuvered forward to lean into him. She kissed him hard, her tongue probed his mouth and he blasted his gooey cream with abandon deep into her pussy, whimpering and grunting into her mouth as spurt after spurt projected from his still rock hard erection. He was trembling against her as she pulled her mouth from his, brought it up to his ear and whispered “Mmm… you naughty boy, I’ll have to teach you a lesson about what happens to naughty boys who cum before I say they can…”
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A sprained ankle led to the pleasures of my daughters virgin pussy
This is in answer to Chloe’s and many of my reader’s question
Fiction, Hermaphrodite, Virginity, Young, Teen male, Teen females, Written by a woman
Part 2 of New Hire series. The first story had the set up.
This is the first of several in a series of short stories called Ben Morgan-(The title of the story). The concept is about the life of a young, college-age male (Ben Morgan) as he moves through life and his sexual experiences leading towards manhood. It is taken from some of the author’s true experiences, but mostly from friction. Let me know if you enjoy the concept behind this continuing series of stories.
Woman gets discovered spying on a woman having sex with her dog. In anger at being disturbed the woman ties up the spy and gets her dog to rape the woman, she then leaves her their for a pack of wild dog to fuck. When she returns the woman has turned feral and happily has sex with the woman and her dog and takes the womans collar.
A middle aged piano teacher finds himself fantasizing about one of his teenage students not knowing that the girl herself is battling similar thoughts
She awoke to a loud argument. Disoriented, she shook her head to clear the fuzzy
mist that surrounded her brain and clouded her eyes. One voice was especially
powerful; seething with unabashed anger. Her nakedness triggered her memory and
all the images of the last few hours came rushing back to her. She was a
prisoner of African terrorists – and she had willingly fucked two of her captors
ragged. She had seen two men brutally murdered – and she had slavishly sucked
the cocks of those responsible, swallowing their cum, rubbing it all over her
body like cream; revelling in her own perverse lusts and desires. She had
succumbed to the seductive lure of black-skinned Kaffirs – and she had loved
every perverted minute of it.
“Fool!” the angry voice shouted savagely. The exclamation was followed by a
sharp clap of thunder. Looking up she saw the Leader viciously snap his open
palm across Jumo’s face. She saw his bulging eyes and the corded veins in his
neck, and suddenly feared for the poor man’s life. His hand went up again,
poised to strike.
“No!” she screamed, jumping naked from the bed. “No! Don’t hit him again!”
The Leader looked at her, his eyes wide with surprise – and appreciation?
Frantic, she grabbed the first thing she could find to cover her body; Mantu’s
discarded shirt, and shrugged into it. It flapped around her knees as she ran to
Jumo’s side. The man with the Leader moved to intercept her but she ducked under
his arms. Something about him struck her as odd, but in her fear for Jumo’s
life, she discarded the thought.
“Stay out of this, Princess,” the Leader snarled from behind his ski-mask. “This
man has disobeyed my orders. You were not to be molested!” he shouted. “He and
his wormy friend must be punished!”
“You told them to make me comfortable, did you not?” she said, stepping close to
Jumo. She felt his trembling body and couldn’t believe his fear. She realized
that the Leader was an absolute King among these men and his word was law. His
maleness and power radiated to her and she felt the response deep in her loins.
“Yes,” he said, slowly and suspiciously.
“They did not do anything except what I wanted them to do.” she said defiantly.
It wasn’t the whole truth, but it was close enough.
“What are you saying, Princess? That you encouraged them? Willingly
participated? Be plain!” he demanded.
She opened the front of Mantu’s big shirt and, hands on hips, displayed her
naked body. Her nylons were wrinkled, her garter belt was cum stained in several
places and she was missing her shoes, but standing there before him, she saw his
eyes change and felt the power of her white body. Their fascination was just as
strong as hers, she thought. She tossed her head back in a regal gesture.
“Do you doubt my word?” It was an Imperial question delivered in a regal manner,
but inside she was churning. This big man excited her, stimulated her. And it
went beyond the ebony color of his skin.
His deep, rumbling laugh echoed through the loft. He pulled his ski-mask off
reveling his face. She was surprised to find him handsome in a rough manner,
with high cheekbones and sharply defined features. And his eyes – compelling
dark and sensual. She felt his laughing gaze all the way down to her toes, but
especially in her pussy, which had become very wet, very fast.
He stood close to her, his size massive and overpowering. “I am Chuka!” he said,
“That means King.”
His companion, the fourth man, made a biting commentary in their foreign tongue
and he answered angrily.
“Kunta does not like you,” he said softly. She believes Royalty should act like
Royalty and not like a common slut.”
She? The Princess snapped her head around as Kunta pulled off her ski-mask. That
was the oddity she had noted; “he” moved like a woman, not a man. Graceful and
fluid. Kunta was tall and had regal bearing – a queen to the Leader’s King, and
she was instantly jealous – and she had a strong, fully developed body, and was
surprisingly lovely, despite the disapproving scowl on her face.
“She also doesn’t think you’re as good as a Zulu woman, or any black woman, for
that matter.”
This time it was she who laughed. “Look at your men,Chuka. I wore them out!”
Kunta gave Jumo and Mantu a withering glance and they seem to shrivel before her
steely gaze. The Princess had never met a more formidable woman, not even the
Queen, herself, and she was surprised at her own physical reaction to this
compelling woman.
“So, the Royal Princess of Wales likes Kaffir cocks. You show good taste, Your
Highness, we are the best.” His finger traced the shape of her bare tit and she
shivered at his electric touch and a warm trickle of pussy-juice dribbled down
her inner thigh.
“But I think I should still punish these men.”
“Leave them be and you can have me,” she said.
“I could have you anytime I so desired, Princess. You are my prisoner. Or have
you forgotten?”
“Taking me is one thing, giving myself to you is another.” Her voice was low and
husky; seductive. But it was a ploy. Her body craved this man; wanted him to
drag her off and ravish her completely. She wanted to bare every opening of her
silky body to him and have his hard blackness fill her to the brim. But
something made her try to meet him on equal ground and she was confused by her
feeling.
Roughly, he pulled her body to him and forcefully thrust his pelvis up against
her soft flesh. His thickening cock rubbed against her belly and a hot surge of
passion filled her. Her legs went weak and her body trembled from his nearness.
She grabbed his strong arms for support, feeling the nipples of her tits raise
and harden as they rasped against the coarse material of his shirt.
“You will do what I demand to save their worthless lives? he asked; his voice
low and menacing.
Afraid that speech would fail her, she nodded her head slowly. Then, like a rag
doll he propelled her across the room, landing in a heap on the bed. To Kunta,
he spat out foreign commands and she answered angrily. But a sharp look from
Chuka silenced her immediately.
He has such power, such force, she thought. Oh, God, I want him so much. Oh,
Chuka, her mind screamed, fuck me! Fill my body with your big black cock! Use
me!
Engrossed in her own thoughts, she didn’t see Chuka whisper to Mantu, or take
notice of the video camera Jumo and Mantu set up.
Why doesn’t he move? she wondered. Confused, she followed his gaze. All the men
were looking at Kunta. She was undressing. The Princess’s eyes opened wide as
the big Zulu woman stripped off her clothes and bared her body. She was
beautiful! Glossy skin that shined like black marble, big, full tits, perfectly
round; a hard, almost muscular stomach, and long, long tapering legs. Her bush
was tightly tangled with thick, coarse hair; a perfect black triangle. She had
wide flaring hips and large ass-cheeks.
Regal!
The word jumped into her brain as she watched Kunta come towards her. Chuka had
set beside her, but she was too engrossed to noticed, and she jumped when he
spoke.
“It pleases me to be entertained. You and Kunta will perform for me. We will see
just how well you do against a Zulu woman. If you please me, these men will
live. If not, they will die. Do you understand, Princess?”
She looked at him in confusion, not knowing what was expected of her. Then her
head swiveled from his leering eyes to Kunta and back again, and the meaning of
his words became crystal clear. She gasped, and shook her head, unable to find
her voice.
“You want me to . . . want me to . . .” She choked on the words.
“Yes, Your Highness,” Chuka said, with an evil grin, “I do want you to!
“Look at her beauty,” he commanded, “her full ripe tits, big ass, her large
juicy pussy. Look at the color of her skin, how it gleams in the light. Think
what it would feel like beneath your hands; soft and smooth, like black
alabaster. Look at her cunt; the jungle of hair; think of your Royal tongue
sliding into it. Think of its’ black taste; feel her juices flowing down your
throat.”
Chuka ran his hands softly over her body, almost a whisper; stroking her
quivering thighs, and sensitive tits.
“Look at her, Princess,” he said. “Look and open yourself to her. Let her mound
rub against yours, let her play with your lovely titties.” His eyes glowing with
anticipation, Chuka put his lips against her ear. “Let her tongue drive you to
the stars,” he said.
In a trance, she could not take her eyes off of Kunta’s undulating movements;
her sinewy grace, the way her big tits rose and fell with her deep breathing.
Her dry throat burned, but she couldn’t swallow. She stared, wide-eyed; Chuka’s
hypnotic words playing on her brain, and she felt the fierce roar of fire-lust
erupt in her drenched cunt. Her chest heaved and she reached back to grab hold
of the bedstead, pulling herself up; almost into the same position she had been
in when Jumo first kindled the flame of coal-black lust.
The video camera recorded the heated expression on her face, and continued to
roll, but she wasn’t aware of it.
Kunta took Chuka’s place beside her and she cringed with fear and, she realized,
desire. The big, firm tits and the heavy thatch covering the hidden pussy had
turned her on; her hot cunt reacting the same as it would to a naked man. If
anything, the wild feelings were even more intense, more demanding, and,
suddenly shocked, she knew that she wanted to touch the big female Zulu; touch
her, and love her.
The aroma of Kunta’s sudden nearness was sharp and strong, but definitely
female. She turned her head away as the big woman leaned forward, but she could
not stop looking at the magnificent body in front of her. Hungrily, she licked
her lips. Then a strange thing happened. Kunta smiled, lighting her eyes with
the soft glow of passion.
“Do you like what you see, my Princess? Yes? My tits yearn for your touch,” she
said, cupping her large breasts and pushing them up to the Princess’s eyes. The
dark nipples were as big as a pinky-tip, and hard as marble. “My juicy love box
waits to entertain your pretty pink tongue.”
Kunta’s voice was like a warm caress on a cool night. She shivered. With tremors
running through her body, and the tingling of anticipation on her skin, she
slowly nodded. Kunta smiled her lovely smile, and drew her to her womanly body.
“Ooooh, yeeeessss!” she mewed, unaware of how loud her voice was, or how it
affected the men who watched from the darkness, or that her words were recorded
on tape.
She remembered gasping and trembling as Kunta’s lips searched out her own; the
electric touch, the strong hands kneading her sensitive tits, sending bolts of
white-hot lightening to her cunt and her fevered brain; their constant
exploration of her trembling body. She remembered the tongue, long and wet,
slipping into her moist mouth; her own dueling with the long, thick, loving
invader. It slithered down her neck to her tits, circling each nipple, tracing
the roundness of each shaking globe. Large, shapely lips sucked on the tender
tips, making her moan loudly with wicked pleasure.
Another woman – a black woman – was making love to her, and she was responding.
The image was beyond her wildest fantasy. She tugged at the silken scarfs,
pulling herself up, arching her body, giving Kunta access to her quivering
flesh.
“Oh, God, yes! Do that! Oh, it feels so good.”
Kunta’s wiggling tongue traced a wet trail between the valley of her tits, down
and around her belly and into the flaxen tangle of silky hair hiding the pink,
puffy lips of her juicy pussy. Powerful hands grabbed her behind the knees and
pushed her legs up high, spreading them apart. Her cunt gaped, the pussy-hair
glistening with the dewy secretions of her enflamed passions. Her eyes rolled to
the whites and her legs and arms and body went spastic when Kunta’s darting
tongue shot up her boiling pussy. The scream of passion filled the room and
reached out, like a hot hand, to the thick cocks of her black captors making
them twitch with envy and desire.
Chuka heard the words of desire coming from the Princess’s mouth and his
throbbing prick strained to free itself from the constraining pants. He heard
Jumo’s strangled voice extolling the virtue’s of the blonde, thirsting pussy;
its’ silky softness, its’ pink, succulent cunt-meat, its powerful gripping
muscles. He licked his lips and grabbed his hardened cock as a hot, fierce pain
in his balls made him gasp.
Yes, Princess, yes! he thought, show your lust, and your pleasure! Display it
for the world; show them how you love African blackness!
Her hips bucked up against Kunta’s sucking mouth, her tits heaved, and her face
contorted with pleasure-pain. Moaning with abandon, her head twisted from side
to side as Kunta’s wiggling tongue attacked the soft flesh of her flaming cunt.
Sizzling sparks of white-hot pleasure erupted in her brain and showered her body
with their burning brilliance. Through a haze of panting lust she saw Chuka,
naked, standing beside the bed, his eyes aglow, his black skin shiny with heated
passion. He was slowly stroking his gigantic black cock. Her eyes widened and
her breath rushed out of her mouth.
It was magnificent! The Father of all Cocks! Bigger and thicker than either
Jumo’s or Mantu’s; it looked like a huge, ebony tree limb growing, obscenely,
from his groin. The angry purple head with its’ snake-eye waved in front of her
hungry eyes. She licked her lips, in lust and blinding desire.
Kunta’s probing tongue had found its’ way up her tight asshole and she mewed
with new hunger. She saw the men – all of them – watching her; their faces tight
with lust, their cocks out of their pants, standing straight up, hard and stiff.
Her hips hammered at the nimble spear, and she squirmed her asshole around the
twisting pleasure-giver as a shiver of voyeuristic pleasure swept over her.
She was the reason for their lust! Her body was the reason for their desire!
They wanted to be entertained! She would give them their wish! She would give
them more than they ever bargained for!
Filled with a wanton desire to display herself, bare her willing body to all,
she pounced on Kunta, like a cat, pushing the surprised woman to her back.
Nimbly, she squirmed around and stuck her head between the strong, outstretched
legs, driving her tongue into the long, hot, pink slash of the wide open pussy.
The coarse pussy-hair scoured her cheeks and the heat of Kunta’s cunt poured
out, like a volcano, bathing her face in its’ tart aroma. Her tongue swirled in
the lava-like juice and she sucked it down her throat, savoring the special
taste. Cum juice smeared her cheeks.
And the camera captured it all!
She ran her tongue over the big, extended clit; wrapped her lips around it and
sucked it with all her might. Kunta’s screamed her passion, then drove her
tongue deep into her blonde-white hole, making her jump and squirm; her body
rippling with the tremors of exquisite, tiny cums.
Red-faced with exertion, the Princess of Wales snapped her head up. Brows
knitted; a fierce grimace on her face, she tried to scream but the sound stuck
in her throat. Kunta had roughly jammed her middle finger up her ass and her
thumb up her cunt. She could feel the wiggling fingers, separated only by a thin
membrane tissue, straining to touch.
Her hands grabbed Kunta’s thighs and she squeezed the flesh painfully, but the
powerful female Zulu did not let go. She stuck her finger up the woman’s burning
cunt. Then another, and another, and twisted them around, slicking them with
Kunta’s free-flowing juices. Black hips humped against her hand, thrusting up,
trying to prong her cunt on the sticky fingers; trying to quench the roaring
fire that raged in her body.
Blonde hair in disarray, her mind maddened with lust and fury, she shoved her
fingers deeper and heard the ragged, painful choke in Kunta’s throat. Enflamed,
she pulled her dripping hand out of the big woman’s cunt and, with the look of a
wild animal on her face, she, viciously, shoved her entire hand up the gaping,
black hole, twisting her wrist around until it ached, pushing upwards all the
time, until her entire fist was buried to the hilt!
“Aaaaaaah! Aaaaaah! I die!” Kunta screamed, hips bucking in a mad frenzy as her
cunt greased the Princess’s fist with cum-juice; tits heaving as her chest
sucked air deep into her burning lungs. Blinding slivers of pure white light
pierced her brain as the Princess Royal fist-fucked her cunt, making her cum
like a mad-woman.
She pushed the blonde hair from her face; her distinctive hair-do totally
destroyed. Her breathing was hoarse and ragged and her chest ached. Mesmerized,
she stared at her hand, embedded to the wrist in the throbbing black pussy. She
stared in exhausted fascination as Kunta’s hairy cunt slid up her wrist an inch
or two and then back down, finally coming to shivering stop. Slick cum-juice
smeared her skin and she could feel the juices slowly washing back over her palm
and fingers. Her cunt still burned with desire, but her mind registered a
triumph of pleasure.
She had bested the Zulu queen!
Sighing, she pulled her slippery hand out of the hot pussy and dropped beside
the panting woman, her head on her chest. Kunta’s big arm encircled her, coming
to rest on a perky, cherry-tipped tit. Gently, she caressed it.
“You are truly a Princess! A Queen worthy of a King,” she said in a low voice,
full of admiration. “My juices are still flowing,” she said with a small laugh.
“How does the Prince of Wales satisfy a woman such as you?” she asked.
She giggled. “He doesn’t! Today was the first time.” she said, her voice
becoming serious, “. . . with you and them! I’ve never felt this way before . .
. never knew the thrills that . . . their black cocks could give me. I’m almost
pleased that I was taken prisoner, or I would have never known. God,” she said
huskily, “I love big black cock!”
“Would that more of your people would think of us in a less bigoted manner.
Imagine the pleasures we could give one another.”
Chuka’s voice was hard and insistent. She didn’t know what he said, but Kunta
quickly leaped to her feet and fetched a canvas bag, extracting a bottle that
looked to be filled with oil.
She saw that his massive cock jutted out at an angle, waving from side to side;
its sheer weight unable to keep it straight up. Saliva filled her mouth,
excitement filled her eyes, and her cunt began to heat up again. Kunta smeared
the oily mixture on Chuka’s huge prick and balls, making them slick and shiny.
“Let me,” she said, running to Kunta’s side and kneeling in front of Chuka’s
straining prick. Her hands slid up the heavily ridged shaft and she felt it
vibrate under her fingers. Her mouth dropped in amazement. It was bigger than
she imagined; fully ten inches long and as thick as a club. She looked at Kunta
in disappointment, “I’ll never get this club up my cunt,” she wailed, “It’s
bigger than Jumo’s!”
Chuka laughed and his chest swelled in pride. “Jumo and Mantu have prepared you
for a King’s weapon, Princess,” Kunta said seriously, “And the oil will help
ease the way.”
“Enough of this woman talk,” Chuka snapped. “Prepare yourself, Your Highness,
your King has arrived!”
Trembling with want, she eased herself back into bed; taking in the looks of
anticipation and envy on Jumo’s and Mantu’s faces. The sight of their rigid
pricks sent chills up her spine, and her mind was filled with obscene images.
The camera recorded her smile and the graphic gesture her tongue made to each
man.
Chuka’s strong arms encircled her pulling her close; his hot cock, hard against
her tingling flesh. His lips were surprisingly soft and his kiss gentle. She
felt the vibrations in her dewy cunt as her arms went around his neck, and she
returned his kiss with all the passion and denied lust of her body. His tongue
entwined with hers, then darted down her throat; his hands captured her
quivering tits and his rough fingers pinched the steely-hard nipples and stirred
her blood to a boiling pitch. Her cunt squished with hot, creamy juice that
oozed out of her and slide down her thighs like melted butter.
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