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The thought of another man being with my wife was nothing new for me. But, having my beautiful, buxom, long legged wife tell me it was something she had fantasized about too was something new entirely. The excitement of having my wife tell me that there was actually another man on this planet that she would bring in to our relationship had brought me to excitement levels I had not experienced before.
Was this a possibility?
After many conversations we decided that this was something we were ready to explore. Lance, a mutual friend, was the person who was going to join us on our adventure. We entertained a couple lunch dates with Lance to address our proposal to him and while surprised, he was very willing to help us satisfy our fantasy. The Overleaf Resort would set the scene for our experience. I have to admit the California King in room 201 was made for what we had planned. That room itself with the fireplace, soaking tub, parlor area, and rustic appeal is a very sexy environment.
A room key was left at the front desk for Lance, 9pm was when we were requested his presence.
The days that led to our date are a blur. We had the most amazing and intense sex we have ever had….kind of like we were in training for our big night. Randi is the most amazing lover who is like a dance partner to me in bed. But, am I ready what is about to happen? Yes, yes I am. When I see Randi in the throws of passion or having an orgasm it’s the most amazing thing for me to take pleasure in. I can only imagine what having two cocks for her to play with will be like.
Our trip to Yahats started out like any other besides the part of having to buy condoms, lol, it was like being a kid again. But I have to admit, I don’t remember much of our shopping experience. All I could think about was what was going to happen in a few hours and how fucking hot Randi looked. We flirted and played like we were teenagers again. After an exquisite dinner we went back to our room started the fire, lit a few candles, and prepared for what was to be an amazing evening.
It’s 8:30 and my wife enters the parlor of room 201 in a red baby doll. Not only does she look amazing in tasteful heels, long lashes and impeccable makeup featuring ruby red lips. She looks and smells wonderful. My cock that had been hard numerous times during the day springs to life like its trying to find its way out of my jeans. I stood up and met her in the middle of the room and began the most passionate make-out session I think we have ever experienced. I didn’t miss a spot on her neck, behind her ears, or on her beautiful lips. Thank goodness we carried our activities to the couch because my knees were weakening by the second. As I lay back to regain myself Randi unzipped me and pulled my cock out. She buried her face behind my neck and she stroked me as I massaged her inner thighs. Slowly she kissed down my chest, tasting each nipple and as our breaths amplified she slid a little lower. It was hot and time sure flies….
The beep of the door unlocking brought us out of our passion for just a second. Lance slipped in the door to see Randi giving me the best head of my life. Like he had done this before, he slipped in behind my wife and started kissing her back and massaging her tits from behind. She reached back and squeezed his hard cock through his jeans and moaned so deeply…it made a sensation on my cock I had never felt before and it was out of this world. I actually had to call a time out and get a drink of water so I didn’t blow a load too fast.
When I came back in the parlor what do I see, my gorgeous wife sitting on the couch stroking his impressive cock while he sits beside her. I stand and watch them for a moment, teasing, caressing and all I can think is this is pretty fucking hot! All Randi does now is take her free had and pat the open spot on the couch next to her. How crazy was this I thought? She looked so incredible and knowing her perfectly manicured red nails were going to be pumping two dicks was all I needed for encouragement. I took my place beside her and she wasted no time grabbing my swollen cock and stroked us simultaneously. We oblige her by taking turns at kissing… nibbling… caressing…. She looked to be on the brink of ecstasy at all times and the depths of her stares were mesmerizing.
Randi slowly slid off the couch and climbed between Lances knees. She licks his cock up and down like a summer treat before she buries it down her throat. Between her wet red lips and the moaning, my wife makes any porn star look like an amateur. I slid in behind Randi and buried my face in her wet pussy and hard clit. I know she came at least three times while I was tonguing her. She was absolutely wet and trembling. I tongue fucked her as hard as I could while trying not to be too distracted by the slurping and dual moaning sounds coming from in front of me.
It’s time at this point to fuck my wife and fuck her hard. She has put so much effort into this I want her to experience pleasure she has never felt before. As I stood up all I could see was Randi’s head bobbing up and down on Lance and her beautiful fresh licked pussy peaking out from her baby doll. I grabbed her hips and guided my hard as fuck cock into her pussy. The sound Randi made was so deep and intense I knew nothing other than grabbing her hips and fucking her as deep and hard as possible. She came so hard while I pounded her, I could feel her tight pussy squeeze my cock and her thighs were trembling. I laid my head back and pounded as hard as I could, her pussy was so wet and absolutely staggering ….it wasn’t long before I was going to cum. Randi knew when I was ready, and spun around to let me cum on her tits. But what was crazy was Lance stood up and got next to her on the other side jacking his cock. Randi wouldn’t stand for that and grabbed both of our cocks and jacked us off on her voluptuous tits. It was an absolute flood and the hottest fucking thing ever.
After our group spasms stopped I looked at my beautiful cum covered wife and said “round 2?” She squeezed both our dicks and said, “That had better be a statement and not a question.”
As we tidy things up and get ourselves something refreshing to drink, Randi slips away to the powder room. Some minutes later she returns, perfectly primped and poised and requests our presence in the Jacuzzi tub. And could I deny her? Certainly not!
Bubbles billowed from the tub and candles glowed deeply in the corners of the room. Randi stood awaiting our presence and once we arrived slid out of her lovely red attire and stepped into the depths. We looked at each other and knew we had better bring our best; for this was a lady whom we did not want to disappoint.
I sat behind my wife and Lance sat across from us I massaged her shoulders and kissed her gently he proceeded to massage her feet and legs. Her look of relaxation and delight at so much focused attention was deeply satisfying. Slowly we inched closer and I could feel my cock begin to stiffen again, pulsing against my wife’s behind. Randi reached out for Lance and he slid in closer, he reached for her tits and she reached for his cock. Soon we were three bodies moving together, each of us focusing on Randi’s delight. I had one hand between her legs and my cock was riding hard on her ass and she reached out and pushed Lance out to the edge of the tub and took him in her ruby red lips. As she leaned forward I encouraged her to stand and I began to suckle her tempting pussy. Then it hits me, I think someone else needs a shot at my wife’s tight fucking pussy and I say to him, “Are you ready to give her a go?” and my beautiful Randi looks on mischievously. So I take the position at the edge of the tub and our stud maneuvers around to the rear. Randi winks at me and tickles my balls with her tongue and then takes me fully into her mouth. I hear her gasp as Lance enters her and you can see he is pleased too. Slowly he strokes into her, feeling her and she feeling him their eyes roll and after a short while I see my wife refocus on me. Before long we are all moving in rhythm together, each taking time to enjoy ourselves and pleasure the other. I feel myself getting close and Randi knows this too and she tickles my ass and massages the base of my dick deeply bringing about a rich and powerful sensation. As I cum she swallows me deeply and stares me right in the eye. Lance notices our exchange and this seems to spur him on, he grabs Randi by the hips and begins to thrust deeply into her, she moans and cries out as he pounds her. As he reaches his climax he respectfully pulls out and she spins for him to cum again on her luscious tits. Randi looks at both of us and smiles coyly and says, “Now, that was fun…”

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Stepson Matt…What Next?

Matt was still sleeping when I woke up. We had kicked off the sheet during the night and I just stared at his body in the early morning sunlight. Matt was more developed than ever. He had amazing pecs and even when he wasn’t flexing, his arms were well-defined and muscular. His 8-pack was more defined than ever. His thighs were like tree trucks. He had muscles everywhere. My eyes made it to the bulge in his briefs. Even though he was soft, Matt was still a big boy. His soft cock was laying off to the left. His mushroom head was clearly defined. His balls were nice and big, even though he was still completely soft. As Matt continued to sleep, I rested my hands on his soft cock and couldn’t help but think about how his powerful seed had found it’s way to the right spot inside of me. I thought about all the girl’s Matt has fucked during his short lifetime. He had literally spewed out so much cum out of that powerful cock of his.

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Broken Birds, Part 22, Misha

Part 22
Misha
John McDale’s body was shipped back to the US, accompanied by his wife. Kat, now very pregnant, stayed at the compound.
By forcing them to focus on John’s last moments of happiness, Michael had unknowingly relieved their grief. In the last days, John reconnected with both his daughter and wife, giving them lasting memories of laughter and courage.
His oldest daughter delayed too long, her life more important than spending John’s last days with him. Privately, Tim told Michael he was pleased she’d delayed. She gave new meaning to the word “bitch”.
The funeral was taped for television. Nobody cared. It never aired.
John may have been a drunk, but he was also a skilled lawyer. He’d revised his will after his diagnosis. His large estate went to his beloved wife with small trusts to each of his three children. If they contested the will, they got nothing.
His oldest daughter, Angela, railed against him. She needed more money. She confronted her mother.
“I need more money. Why did Daddy do this to me?” she demanded.
Looking up to summon one of Tim’s men, Misha said quietly, “Because you’re a spoiled little bitch who wouldn’t change her plans to see her dieing father.”
Her daughter pulled her arm back to slap her mother and felt a vice clamp on her arm.
“I wouldn’t miss,” he said in a neutral voice, “If you hit your mother, your trust voids and you get nothing.”
John had known his children.
When she visited her lawyer, she received a letter with a copy of his will.
My Darling wife
I love you. I love you more than life. I’ve done many things wrong, but loving you was the one thing I knew was right from the day we met. I remember the first time we made love. And the last.
Because I love you, I am letting you go.
In Australia, you were alive in a way I haven’t seen since Robert was born. Go to them. They want you and need you there.
They made my last days wonderful, filled with laughter and joy. It is a gift I will cherish for eternity.
Please let Robert go. He is a depraved sociopath. Angela has love only for herself. Kat though, is an extraordinary, loving woman.
I am sorry that I left you so soon and with so many problems, but if you will go to Kat, you will find happiness. I know it in my heart.
Your loving husband.
Tim came to her. He helped her arrange John’s affairs. It took several months. In Australia, Kat, Rafaela and Alice gave birth. Misha bitterly resented not being present, but “things” kept her in the States. Their e-mails, pictures and videos kept her connected.
She used the time to go through an array of plastic surgeries. She could never compete with the other women in Michael’s life, but she could be the best a mother of three could be. She even had vaginoplasty and labiaplasty surgeries.
Robert was missing. The investigation speculated that he’d gone missing shortly after the rape of a teen girl, the clear implication that he’d either gone into hiding or that backwoods justice had been meted out. She loved Robert as a mother, but if he had become the monster the reports suggested, he should roast in hell.
Finally, on one fall day, Tim called. “He’s dead, Misha. I’m sorry.”
“Did he hurt that little girl?”
“I think so.”
“How did he die?” she asked remembering Beth’s face.
“You don’t want to know. But, he’s gone.”
She cried that night for her lost son and for Beth who would blame herself for the little girl’s pain.
Two nights later, Tim received a satellite call from Michael.
“Got a wild hair. What if Rafaela turned all Miguel’s money over to the feds? Think they’d drop all pending charges and searches? They could announce it as a major find. They’d probably also get Miguel’s safety deposit boxes. They could say it was on a tip from the Lista cartel.”
“Would she give away that much money?”
“I’ll ask.”
Rafaela eagerly agreed to Michael’s plan. It would eliminate her as a threat to the Lista cartel and eliminate the threat to her from the US government. If they got Miguel’s safety deposit box, the distribution system would be compromised. She and her family would be much safer.
Misha brokered the deal through John’s connections.
Misha’s older daughter found a lawyer to challenge the will. Misha and Tim crushed her. She got nothing.
Finally, Misha could leave and go to her new family. Cold December wind and snow urged her to go.
Tim saw her off.
The reunion was understated, but warm.
When the helicopter touched down, there was still a bit of the summer sun shining. The entire harem stood, waiting to greet her. In her heart, she thanked John for building a world where she would be happy.
The blades had barely stopped being dangerous when she exited.
Kat flew into her arms, hugging her close.
“Mom, I missed you so much.” Crushing hugs and lots of tears.
Beth thrust their child, Victoria, forward, “Meet your granddaughter, Vika.”
Misha hugged them both, but took Vika into her arms.
“Misha, let’s go home” Michael said softly yet firmly.
In the living room of the main house, Misha relaxed, Rachael at her side. Misha was tired. The flight had been long. The disposition of John’s estate had taken far too long.
“I’m sorry I missed Vika’s birth.”
“Mom, you also missed Michele and Liz’s birth.”
“I know, Honey, I know.”
Michael signaled his women to stop.
“Misha, do you want to get cleaned up or maybe swim?”
She looked a Michael thankfully. “I’d like to swim. You’ll make sure I won’t drown?”
He promised. She went with Rachael to find a suit.
Stopping at the pool entrance, it took a moment for Misha to take it all in.
The deck surrounding the lap pool held three playpens. Michaela sported a life jacket as she ran to the pool. Scabbed knees showed that it was not her first time to run on the pool deck.
Kat and Beth played with Vika, while Maria played with Rafaela’s child, Liz and Alice nursed Michele.
Jennifer swam the length of the pool effortlessly to beckon Misha in.
Misha was clothed in a one-piece suit that clung to her body, clearly showing every curve and indentation, her light brown hair in a ponytail. Kat looked up, “Mom, you look fabulous!”
Misha smiled warmly, rewarded for the months of pain and exercise. She knew she looked good, but still reveled in the praise.
She started when Michael placed his hands on her bare shoulders, not knowing he was behind her. “You look better than fabulous.” He leaned down, kissed her behind her ear sending bolts of electric excitement through her, causing her nipples to harden noticeably. Unconsciously, she leaned back, her shoulders touching his chest. She closed her eyes momentarily. Reality was proving far better than her dreams.
They played in the pool for an hour, champagne flowing freely. Misha hit the wall of exhaustion.
When she woke, she was disoriented. The room was dark, the curtains drawn. A clock beside her bed read 3:30. She was dressed in silken pajamas, beneath which she was naked. She tried to remember when she had collapsed, but could not. A faint light led her to the bathroom. Her cosmetics, hairbrushes and toothbrush were carefully laid out on the sink counter. She began to prepare to meet the beginning of her new life.
After showering, she went to her bags, preparing to unpack. They were gone. Instead, an outfit of shorts and blouse were laid out on the dresser with her underwear and sandals.
She dressed quickly, driven by increasing hunger. She hated airline food. She hadn’t eaten in two days.
When she opened the door, bright sunlight assaulted her eyes. The bright afternoon sun filled the main house living room from windows set in the canted roof. It was afternoon.
In the main living room Nita sat in a recliner, gently snoring.
Misha tried not to disturb her as she walked through the room to the kitchen. As she crossed the room, she looked out through the thick, large windows that overlooked the party pool and the sea. She found her new family. They were spread along the shaded pool deck with Rafaela in the shaded part of the pool, playing with Michaela who was dressed in a typical yellow Australian sun suit.
Michael saw the movement inside out of the corner of his eye and waved her to join.
Ignoring her growling stomach, she happily joined the group.
She smelled the grilling meat as soon as she stepped though the door to the deck. Michael walked directly to her, taking her into his arms, kissing her tenderly.
“Want some food?”
“I’m ravenous!” she smiled into his eyes.
“That could be taken several ways,” he said leading her to the grill, chuckling.
She cocked an eyebrow, “I know. That’s how I meant it,” she said with laughing eyes.
They ate, swam and laughed through the remaining afternoon. Michael marveled at the ease with which Misha fit in.
As the sun kissed the horizon, they went inside. Since they had eaten throughout the afternoon, they did not have dinner.
Kat and Beth took Misha aside. That she would join the harem was no secret. “Mom, how do you want this to happen?”
Misha had been dreaming of this since she had gotten John’s letter. It had removed the last obstacle to her happiness.
“What do you think about an “Alice” night?” she giggled like a little girl.
Alice had been initiated in a group, harem night.
“We were hoping you’d say that!” Beth said, giggling, giving an exaggerated fist pump to the others.
Once the babies had been placed in the hands of their nannies, the girls began to prepare, thanking Michael for the foresight in having so many bathrooms. Still, they were planning to expand the main house, given the expansion of the harem.
Kat and Beth shared a bathroom with Misha. They examined her closely. Faint lines showed the last of her surgeries. Misha had been waxed several days earlier and was baby smooth. Her skin glowed.
“OK Mom, out with it. What did you have done?” Kat asked giggling, holding her mother’s firm, soft breast.
“Oh just a little tuck her, a little nip there…”
Kat swatted her mom’s now firm ass.
“Owww. OK. Eyes, nose, neck, breasts, tummy and ass. I took a week at a skin clinic. I even had my pussy tightened and made to look young again.”
“Hopefully not too tight. Michael’s pretty big.” Kat remarked.
“Did it hurt a lot?” Beth asked, searching Misha’s body for scars.
“Like a bitch. I want this to be perfect, so let’s get ready.”
Kat and Beth shaved each other carefully, rubbing in soothing gels to prevent irritation. They took enemas, showered and applied makeup and perfume and brushed their teeth. Misha slipped into a thick white robe.
Finally, Beth handed her a small ring box. Misha gratefully put the ring on her right ring finger.
Dressed in bathrobes, the other girls waited for Misha outside the master bedroom carrying several bottles of champagne and champagne flutes. They knocked gently.
Michael opened the door, not knowing if it would be just Misha or a harem night. 11 sets of eyes told him the answer.
Michael took Misha’s trembling hand and drew her into the room, handing her a flute of champagne.
“Nervous, Honey?” he asked softly.
“It’s been more than twenty years since I was with a man other than John.”
“Then why the harem?”
“You’ll see,” she said giggling into her champagne glass.
Finally, Michael understood. Misha was very bi.
She put her glass on the side table, her arms around his neck. He did the same and bent to kiss her. It started gently, but quickly became strident with passion. It had been so long for her. She could feel her lubricant begin to dribble down her thigh.
She broke the kiss, her eyes flashing with pure lust.
She shrugged out of her robe, desperate for the feel of her skin against his. His robe hit the floor simultaneously. Another kiss and her legs began to tremble. He picked her up and placed her on the bed. She scooted to the middle of the giant bed. Michael followed her. She slid on top of him, her breasts squashed against his chest, her mouth ravenous on his.
“Now!” She said desperately.
He rolled her off and levered himself between her splayed legs. A strange hand grabbed his cock and rubbed it up and down her leaking slit, positioning him. She bucked to get him inside her fiery tunnel.
“Go slow,” a whisper in his ear.
He controlled his desire to impale her in a single thrust, gently pushing only the head past her inner lips. Her eyes snapped open. He felt huge. He waited for her to adjust. After a moment, she began to wiggle he hips, demanding more. She was incredibly tight. They began a rhythm of hip gyrations while moving forward in miniscule increments. When he finally felt his cock head kiss her cervix, she surprised him.
“I want to be on top now.”
He rolled them over and she looked down at him with both love and lust. She slid off him and then back on in a reverse cowboy position. Helpful hands lay her back against his chest. Michael placed his feet inside her legs and spread them both wide.
Michael felt hot breath near his balls. Mouths engulfed her nipples, sucking hard. Other hands caressed her body. Michael swept her hair away and began kissing the sensitive spot behind her ear as his hands caressed her shoulder.
“Oh God, that feels so good.” Misha exclaimed, feeling the probing tongue caressing her stretched labia. She was already getting close. The tongue continued to slide around the stretched labia. Misha’s legs began to shake; her hands gripped the hair of her female lover between her legs, pulling her closer. The mouth closed around Misha’s clit, sucking it hard, slowly licking it. The suctioning mouths on her nipples pulled harder. They bit down. Misha exploded and sat bolt upright, driving his cock along her g spot, deeper into her than any man had ever been.
“Yes” she screamed, again and again, still holding her female lover to her clit.
She came over and over again, her long abstinence fueling her need.
Finally, the circuit breaker in her heat tripped and she collapsed back onto Michael’s chest. She looked down to see who had given her such incredible pleasure.
“You taste great, Mom,” Kat giggled, her face awash with Misha’s juices.
Helpful hands moved Misha to the side. Nita took her place as Maria took Kat’s.
Last was Jennifer. She danced on his cock until he was close to cumming. She rolled off him and lay on her back, pulling him between her legs, guiding him into her.
“Make a baby with me!” she begged. She knew his ejaculation would be epic. They came together, uncertain whose orgasm triggered the other.
Twelve naked people toasted each other as they recovered. They all knew the night would last many more hours. There was no need to rush.
Shoshana knelt in front of Michael, taking his cock into her mouth and then her throat, savoring the taste of her sisters and her man. Her skill at pleasing Michael came from her extraordinary empathetic capability that was attuned to him. Her mutilated tongue helped a bit. He looked into her eyes as his cock disappeared into her mouth. His cock hardened, became rigid, and then steel. Time for round two.
Rachael, Shoshana and Lynne took Misha to the bed, having her lie face down. Rachael spread Misha’s legs wide and knelt between them. She began to caress Misha’s ass cheeks. Lynne began to knead her shoulder muscles while Shoshana began caressing her feet.
Misha felt in heaven, the pleasure starting as non-sexual, but quickly changed. Rachael kissed the small of Misha’s back, her tongue darting a quick lick. Her hands squeezed each ass cheek in turn, trailing her tongue down to Misha’s ass crack. Rachael slid her body lower so she had a clear view of Misha’s labia. Rachael’s tongue began a thorough exploration of her lips and labia, tasting the essence of her old friend and lover.
His tongue darted upward, caressing Misha’s pink starfish, Rachael almost laughing at her friend. She’d obviously used ass-lightening cream as part of her makeover. Her tongue and fingers caressed and finally penetrated her asshole. Alice lubed Misha’s asshole, stretching the tight orifice with one, then two fingers.
When she was finally satisfied her friend was ready, Alice motioned Michael over. As they had been preparing Misha, Beth and Maria had been giving Michael a very wet blowjob.
They lifted Misha to her knees. Michael positioned himself behind her. Rachael aimed his cock lower. Michael thrust forward, into Misha’s pussy. After three strokes, he withdrew and Rachael positioned him at her puckered hole. Slowly he pressed forward. With all the preparation, Misha’s sphincter relaxed and allowed the head of his cock to pop through, into her hot depths.
Rachael moved to Misha’s side, noting the clenched fists. Seeing her friend, Misha relaxed a bit. Her eyes clouded with lust. Rachael understood and moved above Misha’s head. Rachael leaned against the headboard and opened her legs. Misha levered herself up, allowing Rachael to slide her pussy directly beneath Misha’s mouth.
Rachael squealed with pleasure as Misha’s practiced tongue began exploring a pussy she’d known for more than thirty years.
Michael continued to move slowly and in very small increments, stretching her until he felt his balls on her pussy. His arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her to him, and rolled over. Once again, she was on top, fully exposed. The girls feasted on her. And then on each other as each took their turn on Michael’s cock.
The sounds and aroma of sex filled the room. Misha tasted each of the women at least once. She found Nita’s aroma and taste invigorating and exotic; Jennifer fresh and slightly tangy; Rachael womanly. Misha’s head spun as the orgy danced around her.
Finally, the girls helped Maria off his cock. Michael was visibly frustrated. Shoshana appeared with a soapy wet cloth. She lovingly cleaned his cock, just in case there was anything that could cause a vaginal infection. Usually Beth had his last ejaculation, but this was Misha’s night.
As Rachael tried to bring her to Michael, Misha whispered something that caused Rachael to laugh. Rachael nodded to Beth who immediately swung a leg over her father, facing him. Kat guided his cock into his daughter. Time seemed to slow as Beth carefully lowered herself, swaying in time to music only she heard. Though in the midst of ten other women, they were really in their own world. Michael’s hands and fingers found her nipples and twisted. She screamed in pleasure.
His hands dropped to her belly and then to her clit. Screaming, “Daddy!” over and over, her orgasm washed over her. Her fluttering tunnel muscles caressed his cock.
“I’m CUMMMMMMMING,” Michael yelled, totally forgetting their audience.
His pelvis bucked in time to his ejaculation, string after string of come shooting into his daughter.
She collapsed on top of him, totally spent.
“Wow, that was hot,” Nita said to Maria.
“Mom, what did Misha say to you when you giggled?” Lynne asked
“She said she needed to practice more before she took that monster back in her pussy! I told he we’d help her practice.”

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The Bradford Family Saga (end)

“Penny for your thoughts,” Marsha said quietly.
“Oh, Hi, honey. Did I wake you?”
Marsha shook her head. “No, I don’t think so. I’ve been watching your face for a
couple of minutes. I think I know what you were dreaming about.” There was a
wicked gleam in her eye. “You were reliving it, weren’t you?”
Carol just smiled.
“God, that was hot! Is it always that way?”
“No. Just at special times, like then. I’ve had three- ways before,” she said
nonchalantly, “but this time was something else.”
“Because it was family?”
Carol looked at her lovely daughter, an image of her younger self, smiled and
kissed her lightly. “Yes,” she said, “because it was family.”
*************************
Mr. and Mrs. Goodman sat on their veranda and listen to the tinkle of laughter
coming over the wall from the Bradford pool area.
“They certainly seem to be enjoying their reunion. That really was a nice party,
wasn’t it, Arnold? They’re such a lovely family.”
“Yes, it was, Mildred. You don’t see that kind of togetherness anymore, not
much, anyway. Makes me wish our kids were more like theirs.”
“You’re right, dear, they do seem to have something special.” Mrs. Goodman
paused, then turned to her husband.
“I wonder what their secret is?”
THE END
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I hope you have enjoyed The Bradford Family Saga. All feedback is appreciated.
I can be reached @ [email protected].
Look for more of my stories to be published here, including:
The Wilson Family Saga – A multi-family story of a young man’s sexual journey through his family and his friends. Incest and Interracial theme.
The Princess Steps Out – The kidnapping and sexual abuse (?) of the Princess of Wales
by African Freedom fighters. Note: This story was written many years ago before the
world assigned sainthood to the lady in question. So if your an anglophile please
refrain from negative comments; afterall, it’s just fiction. Celebrity and Interracial
themes.
The Group – The Institution for Alternate Living invites individauls who engage in
consentual incess to discuss the who and whys of their lives.
The Amourous Adventures of the Brady Bunch – The adult Bradys gather for a family
reunion … enough said.
Conversations with a Church Lady – Under hypnosis, the wife of a leading church figure
tells a very different story. Interracial theme.
BONUS EXCERPT: “Potion”
“It’s a real aphrodisiac! I’m telling you it’ll work!”
nerdy Walter Newman gushed.
Sneering, Luther Vaughn, a muscular young black man,
grabbed young Walter’s shirt and violently pushed him up
against a sink. They were in the locker room of the boy’s
gym at South Regional High School.
Walter’s thick glasses almost flew off his blotchy nose.
Walter had a bad case of teenage acne, which was one of the
many reasons he was preoccupied with sex. He didn’t have any
real hope of getting laid, not the way he looked.
“There ain’t no such fuckin’ thing, you fuckin’ dweeb!”
Luther screamed in his face, “And besides, you brainy mother-
fuckin’ jackass, I didn’t pay you to make no bullshit
aphrodisiac, I paid you to make knock-out drops; a good
Mickey Finn! You’re really pissin’ me off, Newman!” He
pushed the young man away in disgust.
“But Luther,” Walter whined, “I can always make knock-
out drops, but this is for real!” He held up a flask of
clear liquid and an audio cassette and rushed on.
“Look, this is a very strong muscle relaxant and
tranquilizer. Give a girl a couple of drops of this and she
becomes very suseptible to suggestion.” He held up the tape.
“Subliminal, hynotic suggestion hidden behind soothing
beach sounds! It’s foolproof! She’ll be begging to fuck her
and afterwards she won’t remember a thing!
“Com’on, Luther, let’s try it!”
Walter jumped when Luther grabbed the vial and tape and
threw them in a refuse can. Surprisingly, the vial didn’t
break.
“Fuck your mumbo-jumbo, asshole!” the black teenager
sneered. “I don’t have problem one gettin’ pussy; black,
brown or white! And for a smart motherfucker you got shit
for brains! Even if that stuff worked, which it don’t; you
think chicks are gonna drink that shit and listen to some
dumbass tape just so a fuckin’ nerd like you can get into
their pants? NOT!”
He grabbed Walter’s shirt again and pushed the smaller
boy towards the locker room door.
“Now get the fuck back to the lab and get to work makin’
my knock-out drops, or I’ll break every motherfuckin’ bone in
your body.”
The door closed nosily behind them but Johnny Wilson
could still hear Luther berate Walter as they walked down the
hall. The fifteen year old peeked around the corner of the
lockers and made sure the coast was clear. The last thing he
wanted was a confrontation with Luther Vaughn. He was bad
news. A broken sneaker lace had held him up after class
making him an unseen witness to Luther and Walter’s crazy
conversation.
An aphrodiaiac! Boy, Johnny thought, Luther’s right,
Walter’s out of his lovin’ mind! That kind of stuff was out
of x-rated science fiction, or Walter’s wishful imagination.
Johnny knew there were two schools of thought concerning
Walter Newman. The first was, he’s was a boy genius and will
win the Nobel for chemistry before he’s twenty-one. The
second was, he’s a dipshit who’s gonna blow himself (and
probably the school, too) to fuckin’ smithereens.
Johnny picked up the vial and tape from the refuse bin
and cautiously looked them over. On impulse, he put the vial
in his pocket, then pulled out his Walkman and slid the tape
in and, holding the headset away from his ears, gingerly
listened. All he could hear was soothing surf sounds. He
waited a moment. If there were secret messages hidden in the
tape he hadn’t heard them. He shook his head but put the
tape in his rutsack and ran off to the lab. He was already
late.
“You’re late, John!” Mrs. Tarr said testily when he
entered the lab. “Are you trying to add to your detention?
If you are you’ve come to the right place.”
Mrs. Tarr was the one of the chemistry teachers and up
to now John thought she was kind of nice, and not bad looking
for an old woman; she was about his mother’s age, but he
hadn’t realized she had a wicked tongue.
“Eh, sorry, Mrs. Tarr. I broke a shoelace and had to
get another.”
Two girls in the corner giggled. Johnny blushed with
embarassment.
Mrs. Tarr made a face and shook her head. “If you two
are finished,” she said to the girls, “take off, and you,
John, get to work. This lab’s a mess and I want it spotless.
Maybe this will teach you that spitballs in the cafeteria
will not be tolerated.”
“Yes, ma’am,” Johnny replied.
The two girls giggled loudly as they left and Johnny’s
face burned even brighter. Grudgingly, he went to the sink,
ran water, then went around picking up dirty test-tubes and
beakers.
“When you have those things soaking, get me a cola from
the lab refrigerator,” Mrs. Tarr commanded.
“Yes, ma’am.”
Johnny was rapidly revising his opinion of the chemistry
teacher, but as he took a bottle of cola from the
refrigerator a sudden brainstorm hit him. Why not? he asked
himself. It had to be tested. Not that it was really going
to work, but if it did wouldn’t that put this bad-mouth bitch
in her place. Quickly he took the vial from his pocket,
opened the cola and put two drops of Walter’s potion into the
dark liquid.
John grabbed a clean glass, put ice in it and was
pouring cola into it when Mrs. Tarr asked what was keeping
him. She took the glass and thanked him, rather reluctantly
John thought.
He smiled at her as she took a deep drink.
“Is there something you want, John?” she asked.
Johnny smiled. “I’d appreciate it if you’d listen to
this tape. The background is suppose to help you
consentrate more. I thought it could help me with my
homework and stuff,” he said offering his Walkman to her. “I
just want your opinion.”
Mrs. Tarr put the headphones on and said, “Only for a
moment; I’m busy. Besides, these things are usually a rip
off.”
“Thanks,” Johnny said and poured more cola into her
glass. Absently, she took another sip as she listened to the
soothing sounds of the seashore. A few moments later she pulled
the headset off and shrugged her shoulders.
“Well, it doesn’t do anything for me, but you can never
tell, it may help you to concentrate. Give it a try.”
The distain in her voice told Johnny that Walters’
bullshit aphrodisiac was just that: Bullshit! She had drank
the potion and listened to the tape. Nothing! Nada! Zip!
Johnny mumbled his thanks and went back to the sink and
started cleaning the dirty beakers again. He felt pretty
foolish. He wanted to throw the vial away but his hands were
wet. He’d wait until he was finished and then chuck the shit.
Leroy was right!
A moment later he froze as a hand reached around and
cupped his cock and balls.
“Hi, big boy,” a husky voice whispered hotly in his ear,
Wanna fuck?”
Johnny’s mouth gaped and his eyes bugged. His chest
tighten and his head started pounding. Mrs. Tarr’s tits
rubbed senuously over his shoulder blades
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A Sexy Submissive Mother and her Dominant Teenage Son

6 months after his father died, Kyle has no idea his mother is having increasingly lustful thoughts about him becoming her dominant lover. She fantasizes about him taking charge and doing whatever he wants with her firm body. When her frustration becomes too much she throws caution to the winds and seduces him, setting them both on a path they’ll have to keep quiet at all costs.

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Mama knows best part 1.

Our family always had a strange connection to one another. We were always closer than other families and could share things with each other that most families couldn’t. I’m Ashley and I’m 13 years old. I have an older brother. He’s 17 and his name is Ricky. Call me crazy, but he has hot six-pack abs. It turns me on. But no one knows that but me of course. We share a room and we have 1 closet and a bathroom connected to our room, so we change in front of each other. It doesn’t bother us. But sometimes I can see Ricky, sneaking a peek at what I have to offer. I can’t lie, I sneak at him too sometimes. I wonder if he notices.
My mom and dad and I, tell each other everything. I have a lot of friends, but I come to them first always for advice. My dad is a tall 6 foot 5 man, with dark brown hair and he’s very buff and strong. I’m attracted to the boys in my family. And I hope they’re attracted to me. It’s summer time and I can’t wait to go to the pool this morning.
“ Ricky, do you know where my bikini is? “ I asked.
“ Yeah, it’s in the closet, “ said Ricky.
I slipped off my jeans, then shirt, and then panties, then I put on my bikini top first, and lastly the bottom because I hope he would see. I was starting to mature, and get curvy and get the perfect boobs. I loved my body. But not as much as I loved his. Maybe playing around with him a bit couldn’t be too bad.
“ So Ricky, can you find your swimming trunks? “ I asked as he was naked and looking for it.
“ No, where is it? “ asked Ricky.
“ Gee, I don’t know, could it be these? “ I asked holding up his swimming trunks in my hand.
“ Ashley, come on, give it back! “ said Ricky in shock.
I could see his large cock bouncing every move his made towards me. I got so wet. I ran around the room and then he tackled me. I could feel his dick rubbing against my pussy. I was surprised he didn’t feel the wetness, but I could feel him getting hard. I just wanted to fuck him right then and there.
I could hear one of my parents coming up the stairs, it was my dad. He didn’t know we changed in front of one another, we quickly got up.
“ Rick! Put on your swim trunks before dad catches you! “ I wasn’t staring at Ricky, I was staring at his hard and big dick.
“ Okay! “ said Ricky.
“ So you guys ready to go? I sure know I am ,” said my dad.
We all went down the stairs and into the car. We sat in the car for 30 minutes, just listening to music and talking about the regular stuff. Then we saw this huge water resort right in front of us. Since it was really hot, no one really came and got out of their house. It was basically only us. We got out the car.
“ Okay kids, I know this isn’t far from home. Think of it as a mini-vacation kind of. We’ll stay here for 3 days. Now for the water resort, there’s the adults part, and the kids part. You two will go to the kids part. Now it’s nice because there’s basically no one here.” Said my mom smiling.
We all got out the car. We went up to the receptionist table, and got our room keys. Me and Ricky ran up to our room. It was beautiful! But we couldn’t wait to get down to the water part. So we said bye to our parents and went off to the water.
Once we arrived, we both jumped into the swimming pool. I got my long dark hair all over my face. Ricky looked so hot when he was wet. I had to have him. I wanted him in me so bad. I had to find a plan to make him want me too.
“ Hey Ricky, you wanna go on the water slides together? “ I asked.
“ Sure, I’ll go grab the tubes for it, so we can go at the same time, “ said Ricky.
We walked up to the water slide and put our tube right at the beginning. I sat in the front and he sat in the back. I could feel his dick pressing against my back. We slid down and we went down a big slope his dick pressed harder against me than ever. Once we got off, we started getting hungry.
“ Hey, you wanna get some pizza? “ asked Rick.
“ Yeah, “ I said.
Once we got our pizza, we sat down at a nice table.
“ Ricky, I know you saw me naked before we left for the resort, and I saw your dick, and you got hard when you tackled me. “ I said just very clearly.
“ Okay Ashley, I might be attracted to you since your maturing and changing, don’t you feel the same way? “ asked Ricky.
“ Yes! All the time, ever since your were 14. I just wanted you so bad, and I want to do something about that don’t you? “ I asked.
“ Yeah, but we’d have to find a way to not get caught, “ he said.
“ Follow me, “ I said winking.
I lead him into the lady’s locker room and we sat down all the way in the back. No one was there so we were safe. I kissed him and then pulled down his trunks, and I touched his hard dick. I started rubbing up and down.
“ Oh yea, that feels good, you make me so fucking hard ,” moaned Ricky.
I kept rubbing faster and faster. I’m a virgin so I don’t know how far he wants to go.
He kept moaning, then he laid down and I laid on top of him. He started rubbing my boobs. I was so wet the wetness dripped out of my bikini bottom and got a little on his dick. I made out with him. And then we went 69 style.
The warm tongue going into my hot pussy was an incredible sensation.
“Oh yea Ricky, your so hot, oh yea tongue fuck my hot pussy, “ I moaned.
I rubbed his dick faster and faster and then sucked on it harder and deeper.
“ OHH!!! I’m cumming!! “ screamed Ricky.
“ OHH… me tooo!! “ I screamed in pleasure.
“Ohhh.. uuhhh. Oohh..!!” moaned Ricky as he cummed all in my mouth and all over my face.
“ Ohhhh…!!!” I moaned loudly as I cummed on his mouth as he lapped it all up.
“ I think we should get back to the hotel room, it’s getting late sexy thing. We can continue this tomorrow. Come on, I’ll wash you up.End of part 1.

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Simspsons- Bart and Lisa

This story is not mine just thought i was good so should share it
Don’t read if under 18 or illegal in your little corner of the world,
like you’ll listen. This should appear only on Pal’s archive site,
through Pal’s yahoo group, on Pal’s Forum… well, it basically should be
whereever Pal’s stuff is. Also in the “Wacky Ned” simpsons zip collections
spread randomly throughout the internet.
This story contains mast, m/f, oral, incest, and pedo. If you don’t swing
that way, stop reading. This is a PARODY, PARODY, PARODY, I don’t own any
of the charectors, just “borrowing” them for the sake of the story. I AM
USING WITHOUT PERMISSION OF 20th CENTURY FOX. So don’t sue me. Please,
I only have a computer and one of those toy dogs that bounce thier heads
up and down It isn’t worth it.
This has misspellings, I’ll correct them eventually, this took me an hour
and a half to produce, so after making it I’ll do some editing, I do want
to increase the before sex scenes, and the sex a little, but that can wait.
Without further ado…
My not so crappy Simpson’s adult fanfic…(Working title)
* indicates thought, you’ll figure it out
Bart Simpson woke up again at six. He stayed up all night watching
“Late Night with McBain” and he didn’t want to go to school. When he walked
downstairs, he noticed a bulge in his pants. He had had these before, but
never in the morning, only when he watched those shows on Fox. He arranged
his green pajamas so that they covered him adequately, and went
downstairs to fake to his mom.
When he got downstairs, he saw his father running around because
he was yet again late for work. He had just enough time to grab the last
donut *Damn* and run out the door. Lisa made her way down, in her ugly
blue pajamas. She was happy to be awake, because she always got good
grades, and going to school was something she looked forward too.
“Owww” Said Bart
“What’s the matter honey?” Marge asked, her concern obvious.
“Ow, my ovaries” Bart groaned.
“Well, maybe you should stay home today sweetie” Marge replied
“No….must…..get….to….school” Bart intentionally gasped
“What, do you have another history test, bart?” Lisa provoked
“Lisa, give your sick brother a break. Bart, I order you to go to
bed and rest” Marge commanded.
Bart walked back up to his room *suckers*. As he made his way back
up, he noticed his penis was still erect. He decided to watch some tv, to
try to get his mind off of it. He changed around a few channels, watching
the spanish fly guy get beaten *hahaha* and some stupid soap operas. *
boring* When he switched to the soap opera, he noticed his penis began to
feel great. He was so young he didn’t know what to do, so he just pulled
downhis pajama bottoms, to feel his penis. When he grabbed at his penis,
he began to feel incredible feelings like he had never had down there.
Suddenly, he heard his mother enter the room.
“Bart, can I get you some food for my sick little guy?” His mother
said.
“Sure mom, I’d like some pancakes, some bacon, a couple toasts,
some juice..” Bart was cut off by Maggie crying in the next room.
“Oh, one minute, I have to get that. Would you come in and help me?”
“Fine, if it helps me get food quicker.” Bart groaned.
Bart followed his mother into the room and helped as she changed
Maggie’s diaper. She then took her right breast out of her green dress
and started feeding Maggie. As bart watched this he instantly became
aroused, and he began to stroke his penis like he had in his room, to make
it feel better. He was being as quiet as he could so he didn’t disturb his
mom. Maggie greedily sucked at her mother’s breast, and as she did Marge’s
nipples began to become erect and sore. Maggie switched breasts after one
was emptied out, and continued the same treatment there, and when she was
switching a couple drops of the sweet white liquir dropped off her erect
nipple and onto the floor, which the dog drank instantly. After a couple of
minutes, much to his dismay bart climaxed. He panicked and ran to the
bathroom. *oh man, i wet my pants, I can’t believe it* He snuck back to
his room and got some clean pajamas. On his way back, he noticed that his
pajamas were sticking to his crotch, which was chaffing it. He made his way
quicker on tiptoes so Marge wouldn’t find him. He jumped into the shower,
and he tried to get things rationally in his mind. *Ok Bart, you just wet
your pants, you were sick, and mom was…oh no, not again* He thought as
hispenis grew again. *come on Bart focus*
“Honey, are you in the shower?” He heard his mother outside. *Shit*
“Umm… yeah mom, I just want to get some of the germs off of me”
“Ok, when your done tell me and I’ll get your some breakfast.”
Bart breathed a sigh of relief as his mother left. He looksed down
and saw his penis was still erect. *What the hell* he though as he began to
masturbate again, and this time he noticed that he wasn’t peeing his pants,
it was something else. He knew he couldn’t ask his mom, but Lisa was smart,
maybe she would know. He finished up his shower and he put on the clean
clothes. He walked out and grabbed his breakfast, then went in his room and
locked the door. He didn’t want to be disturbed by his mother again,
especially not if he was experimenting and trying to figure out what it was
that was coming out of him when he was doing what he did.
Six Hours Later…..
Lisa came home with another A+ on her paper. Marge hugged her and
gave her attention, then Lisa went back to her toom to do her homework.
*Perfect* Bart thought as he walked into his sisters room.
“Umm… Lisa, I have to ask you something.” Bart said coyishly
“What, do you have a girrrrl friend?” Lisa teased
“No, no, it’s something much more different than that.” Bart said
as he told Lisa the entire story. Lisa listened to it and took out a couple
of of her anatomy and biology books.
“Well, according to this, your penis becomes erect whenever you
have sexual stimulae.” Lisa said scientifically
“Guh?” Bart replied dumbfounded
“Whenever you see something sexual, your penis grows.” Lisa
replied
“Can girls do that? I know they have a different body and all?”
Bart asked.
“Yea, they can. It’s like that movie dad has”
“What movie?” Bart said
“I found this once when we were gone during the weekend. Check it
out.”
Lisa puts the tape into the VCR, and sees two hot big breasted blond
women having steamy wet oral sex. After less than 30 seconds of this,
his penis is full grown again, and Lisa notices and is amazed by the size.
“Bart, your peepee is big again.” Lisa says blushing
“Umm… it’s called penis, right? Just call it that.”
“Ok, your penis is erect again Bart”
“Yeah, I noticed. Have you ever seen a penis in real life before?”
“No I haven’t” she said nervously. She knew what was to come.
“Would you like to?” Bart asked, he wanted relief and he couldn’t do
that while his sister was like that. Lisa meanwhile, was trying to choose.
Sure, she knew incest was wrong from Reverand Lovejoy, but she still was a
scientist, seeking knowledge. And besides, she could always call her parents
out to get Bart off if he went too far, and she didn’t want to regret not
having done something she could have.
“Ok Bart, but try anything funny” She said, and Bart pulled down his
Pajamas. His Penis sprang forth, and she was surprised to see the yellow
meat. She had only seen scientific pictures of penises in her books, and
they were nothing the size of an erect penis.
“Can I…touch it?” Lisa asked timidly
“Sure Lis, I thought you’d never ask.” She began to stroke it, and
Bart shook at the feeling of another person going down there.
“Oh, that feels good Lisa, keep doing that.” Bart began saying. Lisa
was grabbing him like the rope at gym class, and it was turning him on so
much. He was breathing heavy as suddenly the porn changed from two lesbians
to a short fat man and an older redheader woman. The woman was sucking on
the man’s cock, deep throating it. “Lisa, can you do that?” Bart asked
innocently. He saw the man in the movie was enjoying it, and he didn’t think
he’d have another opportunity anytime soon. Besides, Lisa seemed to be
almost having as much fun as he was.
“Ewww Bart, that’s gross” Lisa said, although on second thought..
“Come on sis, it’ll be like eating a hot dog, just don’t bite. I
just showered today, so it’s clean.”
Lisa thought for a moment, then decided she would try it, and if she
didn’t like it she could always stop or call mom. She moved her head down
to her brother’s hairless crotch, and saw the size of the penis. She was
amazed at how big it was when she was right up and close to it. As she began
to put his penis in her mouth, She noticed it didn’t taste bad, and let it
in a little more. This set off fireworks in Bart’s brain, as the combination
of the porn movie and his sister’s soft warm mouth continually sucking was
blowing his mind. Lisa continued for a couple more minutes, getting it a
little bit deeper in her mouth before Bart knew he was going to come. He
moaned to his sis “I’m gonna do it!” She didn’t have a chance to wonder what
before he shot his entire load inside of her mouth. She was suddenly
surprised to have a mouthful of sweet and salty tasting semen. She tried
swallowing it, but alot of it spread off of her face and onto her chin,
covering her little face. This made Bart even hotter, to see his little
sister covered from her mouth down in his sperm. To her surprise, she
actually liked the taste of it. She kept it in her mouth a minute longer,
until she had to swallow it, then she took her fingers across her pajamas
and scooped up the remainging sperm. The room was dead quiet, because of the
fact Bart was ashamed and afraid that he had cum in his sister’s mouth, he
didn’t want Homer to kill him, and the fact Lisa was really liking it.
Bart was the first to break the silence.
“Um… Lis, I’m real sorry about that.” Bart apologised
“It’s ok Bart. I actually kinda liked it”
“Is there anyway I can make it up to you?” Bart tried to make a
deal,he loved the feeling and wanted some more. He was also afraid and he
wanted to insure himself against getting in trouble.
“I don’t think so” Lisa said, and as she tried to think of
something, she didn’t want to make Bart think she liked the taste of sperm,
but she did want to go further. Then she saw on the porno the girl climax
while under the man. An idea popped in her mind. “Bart, could you do what
they are doing on the tape?” Bart’s eyes did an Ace Ventura double take,
and all he could do after his first blow job is nod sheepishly.
“Ok, so how do we do this?” Bart asked.
“Umm.. let’s take our clothes off first I guess.” Bart was already
half naked, and he had the chance to watch Lisa undress. He hadn’t noticed
before, but his sister really had a beautiful body. Lisa first took off her
shirt and Bart began to notice her breasts, not only how small they were,
but also how nice her nipples looked. Then she took off her pants, and Bart
could admire her ass, he thought she had the cutest bum.
“Ok Bart, come over here, and put your penis into my vagina.” Lisa
took control of the reins, she had to try to get Bart to believe this was
scientific, and that she knew what she was doing. Bart went to her, and
slowly set his penis at the tip of her wet mound. She looked over at him and
nodded, and he slowly began pushing his penis into her. He didn’t want to
hurt her, and the feeling was so good that he didn’t want to go to fast
and orgasm too quickly. After a couple of inches, he came upon an
intrusion. *What the hell?* He pulled out a little because he thought he
had gotten to the end of her vagina, but his penis wasn’t even halfway in.
“It’s my cherry bart, you’re going to have to pop it.” Lisa said.
“Won’t it hurt?” bart asked, genuinely concerned.
“Yeah, but I can take the pain. For science.” That was all Bart
needed, and in one fellow swoop he poped his sister’s cherry. She cried out
in pain, and bit her lip. She nodded again after a couple minutes, and Bart
began pumping.
“Lisa…can I try something?” Bart asked.
“Sure….uhhh…Bart….” Lisa said inbetwen moans.
Bart lowered his head onto his sister’s nipples, and began slowly
sucking on them like maggie had. “Don’t worry Lis, I saw mom do this” he
said as Lisa was going crazy, she was having her vagina pumped and her
nipples sucked on greedily for the first time ever. Bart was confused, he
noticed that Lisa wasn’t having any milk like her mom. He began to gently
bite on his sister’s nipples, which made them get aroused, and was killing
Lisa. The feelings in Lisa began to swell, and she was having the most
intense sensations she’d ever had. Bart began pumping slowly at first, but
as her pussy began to become more lubricated from the constant action and
her own reaction to his sucking, he went quicker. She was moaningat his
quickening strokes.
“Ohh….yeah…do it bart…deeper, please, I beeeeeeeeeg you,
ohhh uhhh….thats good…oh my nipples…they’re on fire….suck em oh Bart
come on, faster, deeper, please, oh” Lisa was close to an orgasm, and she
was aware of it. She moaned as Bart began to fuck her as fast as he can, his
penis going in and out a hundred miles an hour, and Lisa riding him like a
pony. Bart pulled his head back right as she was right about to climax,
and Bart pulled his penis out entirely then placed it back in all the way,
this sent her to ecstacy. She shook uncontrolably for minutes as she
experianced a mind blowing cataclysmic orgasm. Feeling this, Bart kept
pumping furiously, the combination of all the sex and his sister’s orgasm
was making him ready to cum.
“Ohhhh, uhh…. Bart, that…..was….amazing, but wait…ohh,
uh, god it’s so good, don’t orgasm in me, I don’t want to be pregnant.
Come on, I’ll take your penis in my mouth again.” Lisa said. Bart really
liked it, and he pulled out quickly. He didn’t want to take any chances, and
lisa wanted to see if she could deep throat his entire cock, and as soon as
he was out, she did her best. The penis was well lubricated with her own
juice, and she was able to get it in halfway before it stopped, but then she
relaxed her jaw muscles to forced it down until it was three quarters
inside. Bart was going nuts, and he yelled
“I’m gonna orgasm!” Lisa knew what to do, she took his penis, and
held the head in her mouth, licking the tip of his penis. She knew he was
going to cum, and she wanted to taste it the second it came out. Unbeknownst
to her however, this was making Bart even hotter, he was on cloud nine
for minutes until he had finished his orgasm. Lisa got as much into her
mouth as she could, the rest she took and smeared over her nipples, which
were still on fire.They both dropped into a hot sweaty pile on her bed.
“Bart…huff…let’s do that again sometime” Lisa huffed before
passing out. Lisa had to think today out before she went any further.
“Sure Lis….huff…, see ya ….later” Bart got out of his mouth
before he stumbled to get his clothes on. As he was getting his Pajamas on,
he noticed his sister was still playing with her vagina. He waited a minute
as he watch his sister get hot and wet again. His penis had gotten erect,
and he was pumping it furiously to cum again before she was done. She
looked up and saw Bart was still there masturbating, and she said “Shoot it
on my vagina” as Bart came a small load on her pussy, but she was burning so
much that just that was enough to send over the edge again.
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The Man in the Dark Coat

This is the first story I’ve ever decided to post but not the first I’ve written. Comments of any type are welcome and appreciated, enjoy.
-Master Wolf
The Man in the Dark Coat
Chapter 1
Aiden stepped out onto his porch with a cup of coffee in hand and admired how the day was turning out. Not a cloud in the sky, a gentle breeze kissed his cheeks as he inhaled a deep breath of fresh mid-afternoon summer air.
It was mid June, kids were out of school, the days were nice, slow, peaceful and always full of life and well being.
Aiden looked three houses down on the opposite side and noticed that he had a new neighbor that was moving in. Or rather it looked like others were moving in for him. The new neighbor was leaning up against a middle aged oak tree in the middle of the yard, basking in the shade the man had a long dark coat on, he wore reflective sunglasses and his hair was pulled back in a small pony-tail.
“It must be eighty degrees out right now.” Aiden thought to himself.
“How could this man possibly be wearing all black on a day like today?”
The man in the coat barked orders at the men moving boxes, “Garage! Cellar! Living Room!”
“He’s bossy, why can’t he do it himself or at least help them?” Aiden whispered under his breath.
As if the man had heard, his head cocked slightly and he turned it to stare right at Aiden. The mans piercing stare sent a shiver up Aiden’s spine, now uncomfortable he muttered: “Fuck this, that guy’s a fuckin wacko.” and walked back inside.
* * *
Landon stood underneath a very large and healthy oak tree in his new front lawn, admiring the men that carried his belongings into his new abode. Barking a few orders he stops as his internal senses alert him to being watched. He hears a man’s voice talking of him and looks in the direction that his mind told him to.
Much to his surprise a very distinguished looking, shirtless young man is watching him from a distance. The man obviously kept himself in shape, short dark hair, a natural tan and his body was toned very well. Biceps protruded without as much as a twitch of flexing, pecs and abs looked solid and hard as a rock even from this distance.
“Welcome to the neighborhood eh asshole?” He says in a sarcastic manner, the man then turns and walks back into his house. “That’s right, I’m the boss.” He chuckled to himself.
By nightfall the boxes and furniture were in his house, “Oh boy, unpacking time, what good fun.” He says with a smile and a chuckle and then snaps his fingers.
If there was anyone watching his house from a distance they would have seen a small green flash, similar to that of a light bulb popping and then darkness once again.
“Simple enough.” Landon spoke to himself as he admired how everything was unpacked, the boxes were broken down and stacked flat on the floor and all of his furniture and belongings were in their places, and every space had something to fill it. He decided to step out to enjoy the night air.
* * *
Aiden couldn’t sleep, the image of the man in the coat and how he stared at him echoed through his mind and for some reason he couldn’t let it go, he glanced at the clock “3:46am? Mother fucker!” He swung himself out of bed and walked down the hall, fills a tall glass with water and begins to drink it in front of the living room windows, staring once again down the street. This time though he sees something that really grabs his attention, the odd man before had his hair down, long dark sleek hair fell down to the middle of his back and was moving slightly with the evening breeze and was standing almost completely naked on his front porch smoking a cigarette. Aiden could see the burning ember that stood out against the darkness.
In the moonlight he could now see the man, a gorgeous man carved out of steel like a Greek God, his shoulders were ripped, his chest solid and with the six pack he held himself high like he was invincible.
“Fuck…he is smoldering hot.” Thought Aiden as he stared and stared.
A cloud moved in the sky surrounding the man in shadows as Aiden stared and when the cloud had passed Aiden found the man staring back.
“Fuck!” Aiden cursed aloud and ducked, crouching back to bed and crawled under the covers. “Caught staring again….how did he know?….He didn’t know he’s probably just observing the neighborhood cuz he’s new that’s all…..probably….hopefully.”
Aiden had his doubts, there was something about this man that was just off. It was a mystery, it was a fog around this man that wreaked of power and wonder.
* * *
Aiden logged off his desktop and pushed himself away from his desk, sighing and cracking his neck and fingers, thankful that the day was done. The last one to leave he walked to the elevator and punched the garage button. As the box descended he ran his hands through his hair trying to relax, shaking off the work day. As the doors opened he stepped out onto the garage floor, a wicked wind whipped through the floor as he looks forward…
“What the hell?”
Standing on the ledge in front of his parked car was ‘him’ the new man in the dark coat, the tail flapping in the wind, he turns his head slightly and gives Aiden a wicked grin before letting himself fall forward into the dark oblivion and over the edge.
“NO!”
Aiden dropped everything and bolted to the ledge, stopping just short he peered over the edge, to his amazement nothing was there, suddenly the hairs on the back of his neck stood straight out, he spins around and standing there in shirtless glory was the man. Staring right at him through and through Aiden could see every detail of his bright emerald eyes, glowing green like gems in the dark garage. The man chuckled very lowly, and Aiden noticed that the one canine he was showing in his grin was longer than it should be, as if the man could smell his fear he took a step closer and the chuckle grew more into an evil cackle, as Aiden backed away the man stepped further forward until Aiden was pinned against the ledge, the man assumed a feral attack pose and launched at Aiden with a terrifying sound……………………………
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
Aiden practically vaulted out of bed, his heart racing, cold sweat soaked his sheets.
“A dream? But that felt so real, I felt right there.” He sighed, got out of bed and runs a shower for himself. Letting the water pound down his body he shrugs off his nerves and let’s it go.
* * *
Landon could hear his heart beat, as he meditated he could feel the young mans pulse as he fought hard against the nightmare that racked his mind.
“You’ll be mine soon enough Aiden, I know you want me, you have to, you just have to, because I want you like I’ve never wanted anything before.”
The gravity of the Earth shifted under his feet as he levitated gracefully in the air, his eyes glowing green as he focused his power. Then he saw it, he saw what would happen, dropping himself to the floor he ran down the road at top speed and was at ‘His’ house in seconds, just as Aiden took two steps in front of his mailbox Landon tackled him out of the way, they both tumbled and rolled across the lawn.
As Aiden gained his bearings he realized who was on top of him, he was pale, hard but soft and very very warm. “What the….what the fuck!? Why did you ta…..” The sound of screeching tires interrupts him as a car tire pops, the vehicle spins out of control and completely destroys his mailbox….
The man in the dark coat stood, slowly, extended his hand, towards Aiden.
“Landon, and your welcome.”
“Are you saying you knew that car was going to hit me if I had checked my mail?”
He withdrew his hand, “Look, I’m sorry for tackling you, but I don’t want you to die.”
“You didn’t answer my question Landon!”
He chuckled warmly, “Oh so you get to know my name but I cannot know yours? In that case I don’t intend on answering your question. See ya next time Ai…..neighbor.”
With that he gave Aiden a small wink and started walking back towards his house.
When he was at about the halfway point: “Aiden! My name is Aiden!” He shouted, “Why don’t you come in for some water or something?” The question hung on suspense like it was about to rip as Landon stood in the distance, hands in his pockets, staring at Aiden. “Ok, sure.”
“Tap water? Bottled water? Gatorade?” He asked as they stood in Aiden’s kitchen.
“Gatorade sounds good.” His voice was silky smooth, very low, almost commanding.
“Here you go.” Aiden tossed him a bottle. “So, I gotta ask, why black in summer?”
Landon smiled warmly at him, his green eyes almost glowing at Aiden.
“I can’t really answer that question, because I don’t honestly know, all I know is that when I throw black on I feel comfortable. I guess its because I love night more than day, and when I wear black it feels like I still have the moon and star light on my face even though the sun is up.”
Aiden smiled nervously, “What about the car thing, how…how did you know that was going to happen?” Landon’s demeanor completely changed, he put his guard back up and spoke very lowly, almost in a growl, “I’m sorry I must excuse myself now Aiden, I just realized I forgot to let my dog out and it’s nearly noon.”
“But you don’t have a dog.” Aiden was following him to the door, but Landon slammed it shut, Aiden immediately opened the door, “What the fuck?” Landon was nowhere to be seen, out of the corner of Aiden’s eye he spotted the dark coat entering his front door.
* * *
“Impossible, no human can move that fast” He gasped as he realized a truth, he may not be human…
As night fell Aiden thought to himself that he was going to stay up, see how much Landon enjoyed his night. As he gazed upon his house it seemed like he was right. A gentle flicker of a TV or something changed the darkness within the house, Aiden yawned and glanced at the clock, 2:59am and then in clicked over to 3:00am. He looked back at the house and from the house a gentle green glow was emitting from the front window, suddenly it got very bright and flashed brightly before it went dark again. The front door opened slowly, a figure walked out dressed in dark garb, his face was covered but Aiden knew it was him, that same coat was impossible to miss. In a flash of green light he vanished.
Aiden slowly walked into his kitchen to get a drink, trying to wrap his head around what he just witnessed, it was tearing him apart. He mixed himself a vodka-cranberry and turned around to lean against the counter.
He opened his eyes and gasped, there standing in front of him was a man in a hoodie, with a knife, he spoke slowly, “Give me all of your money, now, or you’ll die.”
Before he could react a bright flash of green blinded him and the robber, Aiden heard a bone shattering CRACK! And a blood curdling scream, it was muffled then silenced. As the green faded, Aiden stared in disbelief as the light was absorbed back into his rescuers eyes, the burglar was slumped against the rescuer…..not breathing, then he saw it, there was a knife like blade made out of bright green light sticking through the guy’s chest, it shattered into little light shards that evaporated as they and the man fell to the floor.
So there they were, as blood pooled around the dead assailant on the floor he finally spoke. “I’m sorry you had to see that, but like I said, I can’t let you die.”
Aiden’s voice shook as he spoke, “Why?”
He crossed the few feet to Aiden in seconds, pinned his arms around his back with one hand, tossed his hood and mask away, cradled Aiden’s face in his other hand and leaned in, his eyes glowing green with humility, inches separated their lips and he spoke: “Because I’ve waited an eternity for you.”
He leaned in and embraced Aiden’s lips with his own, they both moaned in ecstasy, Landon let go of Aiden’s arms, picked him up, placed him on the counter and attacked his lips with fury. Aiden ran his hands through Landon’s jet black hair,
“I don’t even know this man, but I want him, I want him like I’ve never wanted anyone before.”
he moved his hands down and pushed the coat off of him. His hard muscles directly under his fingers, he pulls away from him for a moment and whispers. “How did you know?” Landon smiled and replied. “I know everything, and the everything is that I want you and I know you want me.”
Their lips joined again in passion, moans of hard love and passion rained down on them as their lips and tongues battled for dominance, both Aiden and Landon could feel their cocks hard against one another as they thrust and kissed each other. Landon dropped and whipped out a knife cutting Aiden’s pants off with anticipation and without any hesitation taking him into his mouth and sucking hard and deep into his throat.
“Ugh fuck!” Aiden moaned loudly.
His tongue swirled around the tip of Aiden’s cock and the slip of Landon’s tongue caused the pleasure in Aiden’s mind to swim and pulse as he thrust his cock into Landon’s throat. Aiden groaned and pulled on Landon’s hair: “If you keep that up I’m gonna cum.” Landon only increased his tempo and pulled at Aiden’s ass, slapping it hard, working his fingers towards his puckered asshole. As soon as he touched it, Aiden gasped and pulled at Landon’s hair, Landon groaned and bit lightly into the base of Aiden’s cock holding it there, his finger slipping into Aiden’s tight ass. It was too much, it pushed Aiden over the edge and he exploded, shooting ropes of white hot lava down Landon’s throat. Landon swallowed eagerly, swallowing hard enough to push Aiden’s cock into the middle of Landon’s throat. When Aiden’s cock stopped pulsing he pulled Landon to his feet, and kissed him, shoving his tongue into Landon’s mouth, tasting himself and moaning in passion. He pulled away and asked:
“Seriously, how did you know?”
Landon replied: “It was all over your face, and I could smell it in your light.”
“In my light?”
Landon replied again: “Well….I guess it’s about time to tell you what I am.”
Aiden looked down at Landon’s obvious bulge at the front of his pants, “Not until I take care of you.” Aiden looked at Landon with a devious smile in his face and sank to his knees.
* * *
Aiden awoke in a daze, it took him a while to think about what had happened the night before, then he saw it, the dead stranger on the floor, the dried pool of blood under his body and he looked over his shoulder to a man with green eyes staring at him with passion…Landon, this strange man that pleasured him like no man before had, his arm around him, holding him close, his hand on Aiden’s cock, stroking it slowly, planting kisses on his neck, gently and softly.
“You gonna get rid of that body?” Aiden couldn’t believe how easily the words passed from his lips, like he said it a million times before. Landon sighed: “Yeah I guess, I’ll be back in a flash.”
He walked over to the body, bent over and pressed his palm into the chest of the dead man, a blinding flash of green light and both of them were gone. Less than 10 seconds later Landon flashed back into the kitchen, cracked his neck, dipped his head, inhaled deeply through his nose, exhaling through his mouth. When he brought his head back up Aiden could see the hunger in his eyes, they were glowing again, he started moving towards Aiden, a threatening but sexy and powerful walk, but Aiden stopped him.
“You promised me you’d tell me what you were.”
Landon stopped and spoke slowly “That I did, but promise me you’ll keep your mind open because it’s pretty difficult to wrap ones mind around it.”
Aiden nodded and waited.
Landon extended his arm, and and growled lowly, his eyes glowed and strips of green light like a laser show swarmed out of his eyes and started swirling in a spherical shape in his palm. Then it had a shape, it was a bright green orb floating weightlessly in Landon’s hand.
“This is the source of my energy and power. It is the 3rd of six Orbs of the Universe. It grants me teleportation, inhuman senses and a somewhat form of mind reading but its more of an evolved form of empathy, I can feel what others are thinking and feeling, and unfortunately but fortunately at the same time…immortality.”
Aiden spoke, “So your still human? Your just an immortal super-human?”
“Yeah pretty much, that’s why sometimes I speak like I’m from a different time.”
Aiden hesitated, “So…how old are you?”
“Do you really want to know?”
Aiden hesitated, “No….this is enough for now.”
“That’s what I thought.”
“So now what?” Aiden asked.
“Now now I’m going to rock your mind, and your world.” He absorbed his the orb back into his eyes, they started glowing and he walked towards Aiden.
“Wha…what are you gonna do?” He asked nervously.
Landon just pressed his hand into Aiden’s chest, Landon’s veins in his neck swelled, all his muscles tensed and his eyes glowed. In a flash of green they were gone. Aiden felt like he had a case of the spins, colors swarmed around him, he felt weightless, then the world stopped around him and he had sand in his hair. He stood up and looked around, they were on a beach.
“Where are we?”
Landon smiled, “Bora Bora.”
“Um…we just..” He swallowed hard, “teleported to Bora Bora?”
“Yup, I brought you to paradise so that you can love every second of this.”
“Every second of what?”
“Oh I think you know, I’m going to take you, mind, body, and soul into me and pleasure every inch of you.”
Aiden blushed at his words, they were almost crude but worded very well. A good 30 yards separated them.
“And when are we going to start this?”
A gust of wind and sand blasted in front of Aiden, he covered his eyes and when the wind stopped he opened them and there they were again. Those glowing green eyes, even in this bright sunlight they still glowed over it. He embraced Aiden’s head with his hands and kissed him passionately.
A flash of dark red light interrupted them, a dark man, just as ripped as Landon but with dreads instead stood at the edge of the water.
“Landon.” His voice was lower, but raspier than Landon’s “You think you can just walk away?”
Aiden fell onto the sand as he backed away. “There’s more of you?!?”
“Unfortunately yes. What do you want Flak?” His voice was a low growl as Aiden looked closer he was furious, his muscles tensed, he was in that attack pose that Aiden saw in his dreams.
Aiden’s voice trembled, “Wait your not going to…”
“Run! To the tree line, now!”
The dark man spoke, “He’s not going anywhere, only you are Land-UGH!”
Aiden didn’t even see Landon move, he was in one spot and then his fist was in Flak’s cheek, the man flew backwards towards the water, then he back flipped and regained his composure, levitating over the water.
“So that’s how we’re going to do this eh?”
“You bet your ass, today, on this planet you die!” With that sentence he started growling very lowly, it slowly turned into a scream, his bright green light exiting his eyes and surrounding his body, the ground shook as his power increased, the sky darkened as if the light of the planet was being sucked into Landon. With a loud scream a bright light exploded into the air and swarmed and settle around him as he finished and his whole body glowed green as he stared in complete rage towards his opponent.
Flak laughed out loud, “Yeah? Ok tough guy fuckin bring it!”
Landon vanished in a flash of green light and reappeared above Flak, hands together, fingers intertwined and over his head, bringing them down hard and slamming them into Flak’s head. His enemy splashed into the water, and Landon waited for him to surface….and waited…..and waited…Aiden saw it from the shore, the water started glowing red in a wide radius, started to evaporate until a large cloud of mist covered Landon. Then the dark man was in front of Aiden in a heartbeat, he raised his hand to strike him, his hand glowing reddish-brown.
“NO!”
Landon flashed behind Flak, grabbed his dreads, pulled him back, pressed his palm against his face and slammed him into the ground, holding him down with just his palm. Flak grabbing at his forearm and screaming under the grip of Landon.
“You don’t have to do this Landon! Why, why are you doing this? You know they will come for you, they’ll come for him! You cannot walk away!”
Landon growled back, “I don’t think so, I’ll take all of you on to keep him!” His hand began to glow and Flak’s dreads caught fire, the stench of burning hair stung Aiden’s nose.
He screamed in pain and defiance. “Out of all the female’s in the Universe you pick a man? You fucking faggot!”
“FUCK YOU!”
With a flash of green light Flak’s whole body incinerated and turned to ash, the only thing left was a dark red orb. Landon reached forward, grabbed it and squeezed. It crushed in his hand with a hiss and then evaporated into the air.
* * *
Landon cradled Aiden in his lap, stroking his fingers through his hair as he told him his entire life story, what and who he was. A Protector of the Universe, with the Six Guardians of the Lights, the energy that supported life in the Universe. Landon guarded the Milky Way, as was how he found Aiden. Landon told him he always knew he was different from the other Guardians, he never went whoring in the other Universes, he just waited, meditating, waiting for the love of his life to catch his light, and his life.
“So how old are you then? A million years old?”
Landon frowned, “I don’t really know, it’s over two million I know that, but I was created, I wasn’t born. So I don’t really know.”
“So you crossed the Universe for me?”
“I crossed the Universe and I would cross it over and over again for eternity, for you love.”
Aiden blushed and smiled, Landon lowered his head and ever so softly kissed Aiden. Aiden reached up and pulled Landon on top of him, he was so turned on that Landon just saved his life, risked his life to save him, because he loved him, and Aiden knew in his heart that he loved him too.
The two practically shredded each others clothes off as their bodies intertwined and slid against each other, their hands grabbed at each others throbbing members and stroked while they made their passion and love known to each other with their lips and their tongues.
“I want to see you while I make love to you.” Landon whispered.
Moving down he lifted up Aiden’s legs and placed them over his as he placed his hard prick against the entrance of Aiden’s ass. Pushing into him slowly, Aiden winced a little expecting pain there was none, just a feeling of being filled with light, love and pleasure. Their bodies rocked together, moans and growls echoing off the trees of paradise as they made love. Landon’s prick slammed into Aiden’s tight hole over and over again and now the slaps of their skin could be heard echoing off the trees.
“Cum with me Landon! Please cum with me!” He felt his body begin to shudder, Landon lowered his head, grabbed Aiden’s cock and jerked it hard as he opened his mouth and slammed into Aiden’s ass.
“Oh fuck Aiden I’m gonna cum, ugh Aiden!” He erupted his load into Aiden’s ass, pushing Aiden over the edge, he shot straight out right into Landon’s mouth and his ass clamped down on Landon’s fat cock holding it inside of him.
Landon collapsed on top of Aiden, his cock still pulsing in his ass. With his head right next Aiden’s ear he heard Landon swallow his load. Aiden opened his eyes and realized that he was seeing everything in a green tint, as he came down from his orgasmic high the world returned to its original colors. He looked at Landon and saw that his eyes were black, pitch black. Slowly, every so slowly the green light returned to them as Landon slowly pulled out.
Aiden now realized what Landon had meant when he said, “I want to blow your mind and your world and take you, mind, body and soul.”
Landon had just temporarily given Aiden a part of him. He pulled Landon close and his eyes teared up a little, he’d never felt so complete as he did right now.
They held each other against one another, as their breathing returned to normal Aiden started drifting off to sleep and right before he passed out he thought he heard Landon say:
“I love you Aiden…..”
To be continued…

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Fiction

Master! Master! Part 3

Things are finally settling down. I have a new house out in the wilderness where my girls can frolick naked as long as they want, much to my enjoyment.

Fiction

My Cousin And Her cam.

I knew I should have moved on and not be looking, but something held me, I stood still.
Her naked body was so beautiful, her breasts, larger than mine, held my eyes, I found I couldn’t drag my eyes away, I saw her lifting them as she dried around each one, God but they were beautiful.

Fiction

Master! Master! Part 12

The girls and I arrive at our new summer home, with plenty of cameras available to record our sexy shenanigans! Maybe now we can get some answers.

Fantasm

Sophie Becomes a Movie Star.

[this story is a completely FICTIONAL tale. I do not condone child abuse in any way. If you don’t like it, there’s plenty of other stories out there that might do it for you!!
AND this is my first submission to this site, so be easy with the critiques!]
‘This bitch kept me waiting over a goddamn hour’… I thought to myself, gritting
my teeth in frustration.
Another client was late. ‘I’m the biggest child talent agency in the world, and
these nobodys have the gall to stand me up?!’ The thought almost made me
sick to my stomach.
‘I have produced countless preteen starlets to the world: Hilary Duff, Miley
Cyrus, Selena Gomez, even that stupid iCarly bitch. Who in their right mind
would make an appointment, trying to get their stupid brat a tv show, the little
bitch probably can’t even act-‘
My thoughts were interrupted when she burst through the door, her mother
clutching her hand.
The mother was old, tired looking, with wiry brown hair and fading brown eyes.
Wrinkles permanently etched around her eyes and cheeks gave her a haggard
look which made me cringe. She wore a simple brown top, and jeans with a rip
on the side. Not an attractive look on a woman her age, so I assumed it wasn’t
to be fasionable.
‘Poor’ The thought raced through my mind the instant I saw them.
Then I looked at the girl.
She was a sight. Dark brown hair, like her mothers’, but wavy, fresh and full of
vibrant color. Perfectly contrasted by her pale skin, not too pale, but a delicate
pale, that made you think of flower petals. Her fair skin was set in deep contrast
to her bright green eyes. So bright I could not look at anything else but them.
They pierced my soul when she looked up at me. She wore a little pink
sundress, no bra, and black mary jane flats.
‘Perfection’ was the second word that flashed into my head.
Those hypnotizing green eyes must’ve entraced me harder than I imagined,
because the old mother spoke first.
“Mr. Donovan I am so sorry. Our car broke down outside of the city, it took us 4
hours to drive here and it just died..we had to take a bus, a-and the damn public
transportation is so expensive out here I-”
I put my hand up to silence her, and plastered my biggest, fakest smile.
“Oh come now!” I heard my voice say “Things happen, I completley
understand.” I rose, my sharp black suit and bright red tie complimenting each
other nicely. Perfectly shined shoes and slicked back hair completed my look. I
overhear the office women talk about it constantly.
“He looks like the devil.” The whisper, I try to hide my smile.
“You must be Mrs. Grace?” I give my most honest smile, and kneel down to
level with the girl. “And who might you be?”
Even her name alone screamed out the innocence and purity of a child.
She smiled a big smile, her teeth were tiny, but all well intact, and god did her
eyes light up when she smiled. She suck out her hand to shake mine
“Nice to meet you Sir, I’m Sophie Grace.”
I took her tiny hand in mine and shook it firmly. Trying not to pay too much
attention to those ravashing eyes, I stook back up and smiled warmly at the
mother.
“I’ve heard wonderful things about your girl, Mrs. Anderson.” I motioned my
hands towards the two seats across from my desk, and they sat. I slunk into my
chair and folded my arms. “Tell me, what is your ultimate goal for little Sophie?”
“I’m gonna be a movie star!” Sophie could hardly contain her excitement, she
was bouncing in the chair, her long brown hair shaking wildly.
I raised an eyebrow at her
“Oh really? And you know you have to work really really hard to be a big movie
star, right?” I smiled a devilish smile. ‘God if she only knew…’
“Oh yes Sir, I’m gonna work real real hard and make everybody real proud of
me.” She stated firmly.
“That’s my girl.” I winked playfully at her, and her cheeks flushed a rosy pink and
she let out the cutest, most playful giggle I’d ever heard. My cock twitched in my
pants.
She was the ultimate. I had to get this bitch mom out of the picture, and fast.
“Well Mrs. Anderson we’d like Sophie to get a few readings done without you
there, just to test the waters to see how she can fare by herself.” I’d hardly even
spoken to the mother, but she wasn’t the one I was after, so I didn’t really give
two shits. “My secretary will go over all of the documents and consent forms you
will need to sign in order for us to sign your daughter to our agency.” I motioned
toward the door, and the mother stood.
“Oh, right, okay. Sounds great, thank you so much.” She turned to face her
daughter and give her a quick kiss on the top of her perfect head. “Go get em
girl.”
Sophie smiled up at her mother, amazing how brave she was, and watched as
her mother walked out of the door.
“Alright, miss Sophie. Come over here please.” I motioned her with my finger to
come around behind my massive desk. She obeyed immeaditely, appearing
right in front of me, beaming up at me with pride and excitement.
“Good girl. Now, put your arms out and be very very still, pretend that you are a
statue.” She giggled that innocent giggle, and did as I instructed. My smile
widened, I loved that about little girls, naive enough to do whatever you asked
them to.
I couldn’t take it anymore, I had to touch her. I reached forward and put my
hands on her small, delicate hips. She looked a little confused, but I was quick
to reassure her. “I have to make sure you’re skinny, we don’t want you to look
like a whale on tv.” She nodded and remained still.
What a good girl she was.
Her body felt wonderful. Slim, pure, soft. Everything you’d expect a 9 year old to
be.
“Tell me sweetheart, do you want to know the secret to getting a really really big
movie star?” My voice was calm, smooth, and dripped slowly from my mouth.
“Oh yes please!” She jumped a little, causing her dress to shake and her hair to
bounce again.
My hands were still on her hips, I pulled her a little closer, and teased her,
shaking my head. “I don’t think I can tell you, you might tell someone…”
She shook her head furiously “No way mister I promise I won’t tell ANYONE.”
I smiled again. This was my favorite part.
“Well…the only little girls who are allowed to go on TV are the ones that I say. So, if you want to be on TV, you have to make me happy. And do you know how you’re going to make me happy?”
I brought one hand up to gently caress one of her straying locks of hair. I twirled it in my fingers, and smiled.
“N-no…” She stuttered “How do I do that?”
Without warning I grabbed the back of her small neck. My big, strong hands easily gripping it tight. With my other hand I covered her mouth, to muffle out the sounds of any screams or squeals she might have.
With my hands wrapped around her head, I pulled her in close, and placed my face right next to her soft, tiny little ears.
“You are going to do everything that I say, and if you don’t I will kill you and your mom. Do you understand that Sophia?”
I looked at her face. She must have been taken with shock, it takes the younger ones a little longer to come around and fully understand. She just stared up at me with those amazing green eyes, not saying a word.
“Do you understand Sophia?” I asked in a louder, more direct tone.
She wimpered a small “mhmmm…” through my hands.
I smiled and said calmly “Good. Now, I’m going to let go, but you’re not going to scream or yell, alright?”
She nodded. And then I saw her big doe eyes filling with tears, it was finally hitting her. A mixture of fear and confusion, being alone with a stranger. I could almost hear her heart pounding faster as I lowered my hands.
She was trembling, like a little Chiuaua dog in the snow and trying to sniffle back tears, her eyes never leaving mine.
But she did not make one single sound.
It was beautiful.
I kissed her forehead.
“That is a very good little girl.” I smiled and slid my chair back a little.
I knew we had all the time in the world, her mother was down in the basement of the building, with at least 200 papers that she would be forced to read and sign, leaving her daughter helpless and alone.
I slid my char far back enough for her to see a dog cage tucked discreetly under my desk. The door was facing me, and there was a hole cut through the black steel of the cage.
I smiled at her, the pervert in my begging for this to move faster.
“Get in the cage, Sophie.” I demanded. I wasn’t going to sweet talk anymore.
She just stood there and wiped her eyes.
“I’m not going to ask you again.” I said, wanting her to resist even more, just to have an excuse to do what I knew I’d get to do.
She blinked at me with big tears in her eyes and mumbled “P-please..I d-don’t wanna…”
Again I lunged for her neck. She went limp like a wet noodle, and leaned on me for support. Her knees gave out on her, which was fine by me. I forced her head down and bent her over my knees. Her little legs felt so good against me, tiny round bottom sticking up before me.
“Sophie. If you’re going to be a big movie star, you have to listen to what I say. Is that understood?”
No response, just the sounds of a quivering 9 year old on my lap, crying.
I lifted her skirt, and pulled down a pair of iCarly underware.
I smiled to myself, thinking of the other 30+ girls I’d done this to.
Her bare ass was in front of me. If you’ve never seen the ass of a 9 year old before, I highly reccommend it. It’s the softest, smoothest, purest thing you’ll ever see. Especially a white one.
I brough my hand down hard, and felt her body squirm in pain as I slapped her left cheek.
“If you’re going to be a big movie star you have to listen to what I say.” I repeated myself, giving her a slap on the right cheek. She squealed loudly and her sniffling turned into full on sobs.
“Is that UNDERSTOOD?”
She wimpered and I couldn’t help but rub her ass. It was so soft, delicate and hot from my hands. I could feel the heat radiating off it.
I was so tempted to reach my hand down a little further, but I knew it wasn’t the time, I would wait for that treasure.
“I’m going to tell you one more time, little girl.” I pulled her up to a standing position. “Get into the cage.”
She slowly lowered herself to her knees and crawled into the cage. I closed it and locked it, looking down at my prize.
Absolutely beautiful.
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